6CWF Presents "Proving Grounds" - Tuesday 22nd October 2024 (Episode 43)

Live from the Tauron Arena, Krakow, Poland
Start time : 7pm
Official theme songs: "All of the lights" by Rihanna/Kanye West

Bout 1
Tony Monk vs The Villain

Bout 2
Chris Patricks vs Logan Kincade

Bout 3
??? vs Thunder

Bout 4
Blue Dragon vs Uryu Ishida

Bout 5
JJ Johnson/The Saint vs The MVPs (Jimmy Phillips/Mike Masters)

Main Event
Revolution vs Dicey Reilly/GazzyD/Geoff Steel

Plus:
*Acer is crowned "King of 6CWF"
*Eddy Kent/Rex Adamson will answer questions on the historic ending to the "Road to Royalty"
*Miss Jessica/Max Adamson/Jackson Jackson amongst others will be pressed for their reactions.
*The in-ring debuts of Tony Monk & 6CWF's newest acquisition - The Villain
*Chris Patricks & Uryu Ishida will sign the contract for their match at Born in Fire. Will Max Adamson or Damien Andrews intervene?
*Can Blue Dragon & Logan Kincade honour the "no physical contact" clause? Why Hardcore Hell?
*What is Damien Andrews' role in this feud?
*Diego Romero/Killbane will go head to head as 6CWF's delves deep into the past of both combatants
*6CWF will announce the return of another match type
*Another potential return on the cards?
*Will Liam Wood look for revenge on Thunder? Can he wait until Born in Fire?
*The Brothers of Seduction will host a "Live Sex(y) Celebration"
*More developments on the EWF/TAW/6CW/6WF World Championship situations
*Update on Daniel Reilly's contract
*Will Scott Harris come for Perfect Jack? The Sharpshooter vs The Figure Four....which move is deadlier?
*Who will challenge Daniel Reilly at Born in Fire? Can Revolution keep the wolves from the door?
*Is there more than meets the eye between Dicey Reilly & Geoff Steel? Professional rivalry or does it run deeper?
*Can The MVPs hit it off as a tag team?
*Can JJ & The Saint co-exist with Born in Fire on the horizon? Will Acer confront them?
*Is Edward Plague coming back for GazzyD?
*And much, much more

The camera opens with a close-up of Acer, standing in the center of a dimly lit ring. His face, half-hidden in shadow, radiates pure intensity. He’s dressed in his ring gear, eyes narrowed, with a cold, calculated smirk. His voice, low and controlled, cuts through the silence like a blade.

“There’s a game they play in Russia… 100 people, two of them are Werewolves, the rest are villagers. Every night, the Werewolves pick someone to kill, and every day, the survivors try to figure out who the Wolves are. The game doesn’t end until either the Werewolves are caught… or the villagers are dead. And most of the time? The Werewolves win. You see, this game proves something very simple – that an informed minority, when they stay sharp and ruthless, can manipulate, outwit and destroy an uninformed majority.”

He steps forward, his whole face now visible and his voice growing sharper.

“Now, I know what you’re all thinking. ‘What does this have to do with 6CWF?’ What does Acer’s little metaphor mean? Well, let me make it crystal clear for you – it means everything. You see, the narrative that’s being spun around me right now is nothing but lies. ‘Acer’s lost his mind,’ ‘Acer stabbed his friends in the back,’ ‘Acer’s not that good.’ And you’re all feasting on this baseless propaganda. It’s the same old story they’ve used to tear others down when they’re rising too fast. But here’s the truth: I’m in full control, always have been. Sure, maybe I’ve made a few ‘questionable’ decisions along the way, but tell me, who hasn’t when they’re fingertips away from their dreams? Who wouldn’t do anything to take what they’ve earned?”

His smirk deepens as he raises his hand to gesture dismissively.

“And as for ‘not that good?’ Let’s check the facts. One singles loss in 2024 – and that, thanks to outside interference. Last week? I won the Road to Royalty. I stand here as the King of 6CWF.

He pauses, allowing the tension to settle before continuing, his tone growing more menacing.

“Then, there’s the ‘backstabbing’ talk. Let’s get into that. Saint, you were never supposed to be part of this. I told you, this was between me and JJ. But you couldn’t help yourself, could you? Had to come down and play the ‘peacekeeper.’ Had to make it about yourself. You wanted to be the Knight in Shining Armor, preaching about ‘brotherhood.’ But what happened in that empty Co-op Arena? The mask slipped, and your real intentions were laid bare. You wanted the fight. And when we fought, I didn’t even bring my best, and you were laid out. Who came to save you? JJ.”

His eyes narrow, full of disdain.

“And then, JJ… You turned on me long before I ever struck first. Ever since I said I wanted to go my own way, you’ve been pushing me, trying to keep me under your shadow. You interfered in my matches, tried to overshadow me with your little celebratory parties and posters, not forgetting your not-so-subtle digs on social media, and last week… Last week, I finally stepped out of your shadow. I took the crown, won the Road to Royalty, and stood on the precipice of World Championship glory. And what did you do?”

He leans in closer to the camera, voice dripping with bitterness.

“You and Saint couldn’t handle it. You strutted down to the ring, threw your egos around, and stole my moment. My victory. And you made it all about you. You brought out that TAW Championship, and with one move, you tried to overshadow everything I’ve worked for.  Maybe the Krakow crowd, with their combined IQ of 72, didn’t catch on, but I see it for what it is. You’re trying to control the narrative, trying to pull me back into your game. But let me tell you something – this isn’t going to go how you think.”

The tension in Acer’s voice rises, his intensity palpable as he steps closer to the camera, his face still cold but pure anger is just beneath the surface.

“I’m not just fighting for a title anymore. I’m fighting for everything I’ve been denied, for every opportunity you’ve stolen, for every time you’ve told me I’m ‘second-best.’ JJ, you can stand there with your undeserved gold, throw it on the mat, point at signs like you’re the big man… but deep down, you know what’s coming. You’ve seen my rise, and now, there’s no stopping it.”

“And Saint? Keep laughing, keep playing your games. Pretend this is all one big ‘reunion tour’ for you and JJ. But there won’t be any jokes when you’re laid out at Born in Fire. You should’ve stayed down at Unleashed II, but now you’re on borrowed time. That’s not a threat. That’s not a promise. That’s reality.”

Acer’s voice drops, becoming even quieter, almost sinister, as he continues.

“You both think you can walk into Born in Fire, put on your little show, I’ll go back in my box and everything will go back to normal. But Born in Fire won’t be the nostalgia trip you’re hoping for. It’s going to be the night I take what’s mine. The night I tear down everything you’ve built, expose the lies you’ve been feeding these people, and show the world who Acer really is.”

He steps back into the shadows, his face almost completely obscured now, but his voice still carries the full weight of his message.

“I am Acer. I am the 2024 King of 6CWF . And at Born in Fire, I will be the World F**ing Champion.”

The last words hang in the air as he disappears into the darkness. The camera lingers for a moment before Acer’s voice, now slightly muffled, echoes one last time.

“Perspective… it’s a wonderful thing.”

RJ: Here we are in Tauron Arena, Krakow, Poland and what a reception we have received since landing here JT

JT: The Polish fans have really laid out the red carpet for u…

Just as JT is finishing his sentence Refuse/Resist by Sepultura hits and the crowd go crazy as Chris Patricks walks out from behind the curtain and starts to make his way down to the ring

JT: Well that was rude

RJ: I wouldn’t take it to heart it is Chris’ MO lately

Chris rolls into the ring and poses in the middle drinking in the crowd’s reaction

RJ: For all his actions lately this crowd are excited to see The Enigma

JT: We will see if that stays the same when he opens his mouth

Crowd: E-NIG-MA

CP: Dziękuję wam moi przyjaciele (the crowd cheer at the cheap pop) it has been a whirlwind since getting here two days ago. Press conferences, meet and greets, signings, you know all the usual obligations but one thing I would say against it all is the same mundane questions over and over again “Why the change Chris? What is with the attitude? Why are you fighting Uyru?” I am sick of repeating myself, sick of justifying my actions when anyone with a brain can see why I would be p1ssed off, let down, shunned. Come on people it’s not that hard is it?  

The crowd go quiet in sections

JT: Told ya

CP: Just look at the state of the company at the moment. We have inept refs that have caused people titles or title shots, including myself. We have JJ, whose company owns this place bringing back old titles for his match so either him or one of his friends will win it at Born in Fire. While wrestlers like myself put of careers on the line week in and week out and get nothing in return. He also brought back another World title just because he didn’t want Daniel Reilly messing up his plans for the other two main titles that relatives of the two GM’s are involved in. Its corruption at the highest order but as long as it makes money and the ratings are high who cares right?

Nobody cares so we just have to suck it up, keep the heads down and hope that we get invited to JJ’s baby oil party. (Chris smiles to himself). I am not out here to moan and whinge, I here to educate, to shine a light on the hypocrisy. Who cares about Genesis turning on Rex? Most are slapping themselves on the back telling themselves that they were right all along, it was only a matter of time, I told him it would happen. Me I would tell Blue Dragon to clutch that 6CW title closer to his chest until it is all over.

RJ: Is Chris saying he thinks it’s all a Genesis plot

CP: If you take anything that lying sack of sh1t Rex says at face value you are a fool but I guess Max will be doing cartwheels inside. He has been waiting for this day for months, waiting for little Rexy to see Max’s light but he is just a delusional as the rest. Just look at what Rex said in this very ring, he isn’t repentive, he isn’t running back to attach himself to Max’s apron. He only cares that it was Genesis that attacked first, he is p1ssed that Daddy Kent wasn’t the stand-up guy Rex thought he was…..anyone delusional idiot. And where does that leave Wood? He was knuckles deep in the title scene, beating Rex, losing the title over a ref not doing his job and then now fighting a superhero wannabe, sounds very familiar but I’m sure JJ gave him the “It’s only business, I’ll look after you son” talk.

“Why did you cost Uyru last week Chris?” did I though? I was given permission to come out and do some commentary. I did not lay a hand on Uyru or interfere in the match. Hell I even told him to focus on the fight and not to f**k things up. I was his biggest cheerleader but when he obviously lost I am the bad guy? I can hear all the cheers Uryus name gets from you all. You see him as a good guy, the last in this company but I see through it all unfortunately. I want to like the guy I really do but how can I like or trust someone that would stab you in the back just to get what or who he wants. Look at what he did to poor Gazzy and then gaslighted him just so he could stay close to his missus. He is a creep and I am sure a stalker. He is besotted with his relationship with Max in a one sided kinda way. You see Uryu is like a girl you had one date with in High school. It was a fun night but after all these years he has a secret box under the bed, hidden from his partner with the cinema stub, McDonalds receipt and probably some of your hair in it. He re-lives that night in his dreams every night and is waiting for a time when you will notice him again. You had that chance Uryu, you had the chance to be Max’s knight in shining armour but you were nowhere to be seen so he went to a real friend…ME. It eats you up inside doesn’t it. You sitting up on the roof tops looking down on everyone but the one person you want to be sitting beside you up there, throwing up X’s to each other doesn’t care about you. Most people don’t buddy and I for one couldn’t care less what happens to you just as long you make it to Born in Fire and our match. You see I have months of frustration all built up and I want to hurt you, I want to show the world on the biggest stage that Chris Patricks is not done, that he is still at the top of this game, that he is the man to beat. I am sick of being overlooked, forgotten, an afterthought. Born in Fire is my rebirth Uryu and you will have the front row seat.

Chris leans back on the ropes and drinks in the crowd chanting his name

[The 6CWF universe is welcomed to a 6CWF exclusive live from one of 6CWF many snake pit training facilities in the UK and around the world. The backdrop is a crystal clear mid autumnal day in the heart of London, there is no cloud in the sky and the sun is weakly beating down on the city. The camera pans in on a state of the art facility, with "6CWF Snake Pit" lit up in red with the 6CWF logo also on the building. The building itself is nestled on a busy London street but everything is ghostly calm and quiet. There is no pedestrations, no cars and no noise, just ghostly, eery silence. The scene changes inside to the Snake pit training facility and for a moment all we hear is heavy breathing and panting. The scene then bursts into life as the camera focuses in on a 6CWF banner with the likes of JJ Johnson, Hero, Max Adamson, The Saint and Cassisus Zhi on it. We also see a banner with the likes of Rex Adamson, Liam Wood, Scott Harris, Dicey Reilly and Acer to the side, proudly hanging by the legend banner. The camera then swivles to a training ring where we see three snake pit trainers knocked unconscious, face down on the mat and a few rookies outside the ring looking scared and anxious. The Camera zooms in on the lone figure in the ring, standing in the middle of the carnage, breathing heavily, his shoulders going up and down. 6WF world champion, Eddy Kent is staring, almost possessed at the banners proudly hanging from the ceiling of the snake pit, his ice cold blue eyes look worn out and puffy which suggests he has been crying. Kent is wearing his traditional black under armour tracksuit, poison green Genesis air jordans and his official 6CWF "The Inevitable one" T-shirt in black and poison green. Kent remains unmoved, his eyes fixated on the banners that we saw during the Max/Rex Adamson segement his demeanour exasperated and irritate. We then hear a familiar voice call out from the side.]

???: You've proven your point, Eddy... get out of there.

[Kent cricks his neck to the side, his face emotionless until his eyes meet the gaze of Alex Walker. Walker still looks chipper and the years have been kind to him as he is wearing a smart navy suit and yellow tie. Kent sadistically chuckles to himself as the rookies continue to look nervous. Kent walks towards the side of the ring where Walker is standing on the outside looking at his former protege. Kent lulls his head backwards and lets out a egomanical chuckle and then stares back at Walker to speak.]

Kent: You're still here, Alex? well, that's a surprise... for what it's worth, these rookies and your trainers... not cutting the mustard you know. I mean, I know it's been well over a decade since I was here and things change. Health and safety, medical forms... but my god Alex, what has happened. I was just showing a few of your trainers what would happen in the day and the rookies that will some day share my ring... how is that son of yours by the way?

[Walker looks nonplussed and sighs as Kent stares at him uncomfortably. Walker then speaks]

Walker: Come out of that ring and talk in my office.. we can discuss..

Kent: Oh no, Alex, You don't make the decisions anymore, I do... let's talk right here, I think everything should be out in the open don't you?

[Nonchalantly, Kent glides out the ring and stands face to face with his former mentor, Alex Walker as the rookies look on anxiously. Walker doesn't back down and returns Kent's stare as Kent bears down on him, the size difference captured by the camera. Kent snarls and lets out a snigger before scratching the back of his head and exhaling. Kent then speaks directly at Walker.]

Kent: You know, I had you down as the type to be enjoying retirement Alex. Why stay in the sphere of professional wrestling. I mean your obviously finished with that little fallen experiment of yours and your son, well, where is he? back in the states? back to hating his daddy? so you've gone back to your roots and for what... to find another me? to find another Genesis? Alex, you know there will never be another me. So what is the whole point of this? Or.. or is this something more sinister. The great Alex Walker trying to find someone to save his backside from obsecurity...

[Walker's eyes look at Kent with a glint as he speaks back at a Kent.]

Walker: This is what this is about isn't it Ed? In all the years I've known you and worked with you... we go back to what I thought on day one about you when you dragged your scrawny self, kicking and screaming into one of these snake pits in Glasgow. You can't accept that maybe, just maybe you aren't as good as you say you are. I saw you looking at those banners... and yet, where are you? you're nowhere. And that burns you up... it consumes you. You're need for gratification...approval. Lex saw it and so did Jackson.

[Kent snarls at Walker and snaps back.]

Kent: You know I was better than him. You know I was better than all of them that came before me... the facts don't lie, Alex. Hart told me when I first met him with you all those years ago that I was the best of the best. Or, are you liars? because that's one thing I didn't have you down as Walker, a liar. I didn't have the great Lex Hart down as a liar either... your favourite out of all your experiments. And in my recent years, I don't approve of liars... I'm a man of my word and I expect you to be also.

Walker: You're right, Ed, you were the very best. Lex and I didn't lie and if he was here right now... he would tell you to your face you're the very best. You're the face of the company... which is what you always wanted. That scrawny, pathetic, jealous little boy I met all those years ago in Glasgow... he morphed into something we didn't expect. He aced all the tests. He was top of the class and proved me and Hart wrong. We truly had never seen anything like him... And look at what he became. Those days in the snake pit, in glasgow, we have never seen one like you and haven't since.

[Kent arrogantly smirks and cuts Walker off and begins another tirade.]

Kent: You remember, don't you Alex, when I first burst onto the scene with your Genesis, a force with a singular purpose to conquer, to dominate, to establish our reign as the great white sharks of this industry. I bulldozed through anyone who dared to stand in our way, and more to the point your way. Leaving a trail of wrestlers and shattered dreams in our wake. We were a force of nature, an unrelenting storm that would not be tamed. But that wasn't down to Lex Hart... It was down to people like me. See, Genesis at that time, Alex, wasn't being built around Lex Hart. No, it was being prepared for me.

Kent: But do not let the past cloud your vision, When the chips were down, Alex, I was the true leader who has not only embraced our legacy but not only have I done that, I have transcended it. I stand here as the embodiment of your Genesis. Your creation and I have taken it to levels you or Hart could never, ever dreamed of. A Genesis that will redefine what it means to be at the top of the 6CWF. The previous era of Genesis was merely a prelude to my era, your era and Hart's era could never understand and comprehend what your little experiment was going to create. A company which is over a billion dollars, watched by millions every week and it's all because of me. In many ways, Alex, your little experiment saved 6CWF. And continues to save it.

Kent: Alex, I've done it all. I have conquered them all in this business that they have to offer. I have conquered the 6WF world heavyweight championship, I have held championship gold with an iron grip, and now, my Genesis is simply unstoppable. My sights for Genesis are set on the grandest prize of them all, complete domination of 6CWF worldwide. Now you and Lex, I know what happened. You took your eyes off the ball... you couldn't see what was right in front of you and that is the difference between us. Hart was self centered, my Genesis is no longer be confined to a one single person, I'm the face of Genesis but Genesis is an entity of perfection. Where professional wrestling acknowledges my Genesis and I was the one to push it mainstream...

Walker: Some speech Ed... want me to ring Lex to come down here and give you a medal? what more do you want me to say?

[Kent clenches his fist, his face awash with Anger as Walker looks on without fear. Kent shuts his eyes and smirks before continuing his tirade.]

Kent: You know Alex, you and Lex taught me things, sure, your little experiment learned from the pair of you. But, the difference between us, I took the lessons of our past victories and defeats, the battles that shaped us, and I molded them into a blueprint for success that the 6CWF Universe has never witnessed before. Your journey to the top ended with Lex a shell of the man he was. But that was just the beginning, a mere taste of what was to come for me. I have redefined what it means to be a champion. my path couldn't be any more different to your or Hart's no... because while you and Hart hid. I watched. I learned. I took on my own identity.. I listened to what my heart said. And it said you and Hart, you held me back...

Kent: You want to doubt me, go ahead Alex.. I'll tell you what i've told the others. All those who dare to stand in my way, I say this brace yourselves, for the storm is coming. Genesis under Eddy Kent isn't a passing moment... I've given so many the chance to be architects of our own destiny. I am the embodiment of dominance, the embodiment of evolution, and I will stop at nothing until the entire 6CWF Universe realises that Genesis under Eddy Kent is taking 6CWF to new levels. If anything Alex, your son might have a chance... to be thankful for my plans of perfection, a new age for 6CWF.
Walker: And what about Rex Adamson? dont you see the similarites Ed? or are you blind to the inevitable? are you the one truly hiding? that insecure, needy, anxious pathetic little boy still is in there isn't he? running from the clear light of day... Ed, it's coming whether you like it or not...

[Kent's eyes light up with rage and he moves towards Walker who cowers slightly, Kent gets right in Walker's face and continues his poison.]

Kent: You really want to go there, Alex, why.. there is still some life left in the old dog yet isn't there. Okay...
Rex Adamson.. my son.  The apprentice, the student who soaked in every ounce of knowledge, every nugget of wisdom from me. And now, my journey has led me to this moment, this crossroads where I must watch my apprentice be victim of the new era of perfection. Rex, forever will be my son you know Alex... I won't kick him to the curb like you and Hart would do, no. See, i'm going to rehabilitate Rex. Rex has been brainwashed by those who still sneer at me, who still see me as not good enough as the likes of JJ Johnson, Saint, Liam Wood, Max Adamson, Dicey Reilly etc thinking they can live out their hopes in Rex. But no, see, I'm going to rehabilitate... I'm going to be the dad you never were and I'm going show Rex the light.

Kent: The student thinks he can become the master, Rex thinks it's his time and the time for him to ascend to greatness hass arrived. That 6WF world championship... it's mine. that funilly once was around Hart's. But the difference is with Hart... I keep my eyes open. I'm going to save my son, Rex Adamson. Do not get it twisted, Alex, Rex will get help. He will have his rehabilitation and it will be at my hands. And Genesis will welcome him back with open arms once he has learned his lesson. A son strays from time to time... but a father will always be there to offer support. And I will support Rex.

Kent: I know the thoughts and feelings Rex went through... I lived them for years. But the difference is, i knew when to act on them and that was without your help. That was without Lex Hart's help. See, I'm smart. I know the game... I know the value of ice cold logic over a passionate heart. I'm not going to destroy my son over ego... no, I'm going to show Rex the error of his ways. And if that means some tough decisions over the next few weeks, months... hell, years, so be it.

Kent: Rex is my son... Rex will always be my son. Because I know how good Rex is... I know because I was him. I lived his life... but while I will rehabilitate my son, I will save him. I'm going to save him from the scrap heap because that's something you or Hart would have never, ever done for me... The master, hell, I'm not the master. I'm the God! This isn't some kind of moment that the fans think it will be because unlike you and Hart... I relish it. I relish it because I know how good I am. I know how inevitable I am. If this is going to be a new era of my Genesis so be it. And Alex... Alex, you can sit on the sidelines and watch with your son.

[Arrogantly, Kent pats Walker on the shoulder and turns around as the rookies make a path, unable to make eye contact with the egomanical Kent. Walker breathes deeply and aims one last barb at Kent who is walking to the exit.]

Walker: You will remember what we also told you all those years ago also, Ed... That one day, you would be the greatest to ever do it. For a time... then comes another, younger, stronger, better to cast you down and to take all you hold dear.

[Kent stops in his tracks and that emotionless, irritated and incandescent look sweeps across his face as we can see his temple vein bulging. Kent breathes deeply, his chest rising as he takes one last look at the banners in the rafters. Kent stares at the legends banner and then at Rex Adamson on the banner next to it. Kent closes his eyes, clenches his fists tightly and then reopens his eyes. A evil, egomanical smirk passes his lips as he then strides out of the snake pit. The scene ends with Walker shaking his head and slightly trembling as he goes to help the trainers in the ring, slowly fading away to a teamzoomzoom commercial.]

The live feed of the show is interrupted by a vignette.

Voice over man talks over a heartbeat monitor showing a very slow heartbeat.

Voice: the history of 6CWF is long and complicated. A once mainstream company that has seen the highs and the lows of mainstream popularity.

*the heartbeat monitor starts to build up*

Voice: the recent re-emergence of the sleeping giant from its sleep has seen the company come back from its lowest nadir. But it still hasn't reached its potential.

*heartbeat gets faster*

Voice: fortunes are about to change. Nothing will ever be the same again. You are all going to be famous.

*the heartbeat stops. The letters HB fill the screen before fading and the camera zooming in to a figure smiling. The camera zooms in to a close up of his face.

Hugo: I will make you famous.

*the image of the heartbeat reappears over his smile and gets increasingly faster until it reaches its crescendo and an explosion covers the screen. It disappates to reveal the words "Coming SOON"

The words fade to reveal a link to the message

"Follow @HugoB on Instagram, X and YouTube."

As Patrick's is leaning on the ropes the light begin to flicker before they begin to fade to a dark orange.

RJ: What's this now?

JT: I bet I can guess...

DUE TO THE GRAPHIC NATURE OF THIS PROGRAMME, VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

Edgecrusher blasts out as flames  fill the stage. The crowd turns venomous as Logan Kincade walks slowly out onto the stage.

RJ: Well this won't be pretty, Chris seems preoccupied with Uryu Ishida, I can't really see Logan being pleased with that

JT: I agree.

Logan is locked on Patricks in the ring who looks unimpressed and uninterested.

Logan walks around to the commentary table where wisely RJ has placed a microphone ready for him and moved his chair back to avoid him.

Logan grabs the mic and continues around the ring to the ramp side before he makes his way up the steps and over the top rope.

The music dies down and Logan is stood across from Chris Patrick's with an emotionless stare.

Chris returns the stare for a minute before chuckling to himself and suggesting he gets on with it.

Logan continues to stare at Patrick's as a smile starts to form and he brings the microphone to his lips.

LK: Your obsession with Uryu is almost admirable, Chris Patricks. It's the lack of will to actually do that which must be done that lets you down.

Logan begins to walk towards Chris who is still unmoved.

LK: I left Uryu in a bloody puddle, you could have ended all this there and then, but, as you didn't....just like the rest of them... You relented. Not good enough.

Christopher, you know more than most they won't GIVE you what you need, you have to force their hands.

Look at me, they wouldn't give me Blue Dragon, I was supposed to sit and wait my time, why? So some inferior man wastes Blue's time until our inevitable war? No that isn't how this all works I'm afraid.

Andrew's can sit in his office and twiddle his thumbs all he wants but that fool understands now who he is dealing with, and unlike you Chris, It didn't take me losing over, and over, and over to come to this realisation.

Logan begins to stare into space for a few seconds before snapping out of it.

LK: Maybe you only learn the hard way... Rebirth? To live again, must require one to die... I volunteer to put an end to the tale of Christopher Patrick's

Logan glares at Chris as the crowd noise swells into a cocophny of jeers and boos.

'Broken Dreams' begins to play and out come Daniel Reilly and Oliver Keane to a chorus of boos from the fans in attendance. Reilly is wearing the EWF Championship over his shoulder as he pauses at the top of the ramp to observe the crowd before he and Keane stroll slowly towards the ring. Reilly refuses to engage with any of the ringside fans as he rolls into the ring and waits for his music to stop as Keane hands him a microphone.

DR: Ladies and Gentlemen, the King is out here to get some things off his chest!

More boos are aimed towards Reilly as he stands and stares out at the crowd.

DR: All week the King has debated about whether to come out here or not. To be quite honest with you all, Daniel Reilly was finding it hard to find the strength or effort to bother coming out here and wasting his time entertaining you people when the reality is that in less then a month, the King is finally out of this Company to go somewhere where the King is shown the respect he has spent over fifteen long years earning! You see, the King has put every bit of his life, every drop of his blood, his sweat and his tears, he has dedicated every day since the age of 17 years old to this Company to help establish it to the Company that stands here today, still going strong and still touring the World due to the high demand to see the wrestlers of 6CWF in action!

But look around at the posters, look around at the programmes, the merchandise, look at the podcasts. Everybody is paid their dues except one man. Daniel Reilly is the black sheep of the family and isn't that ironic because without the path that the King created, 95% of the people in this Company would not have the opportunity to be here because it was the King who helped establish 6CW into what this place has become! The King was here on the very first day, the very first show, and yet JJ Johnson doesn't see it fit to show the King the respect he deserves. He doesn't think the King is deserving of being a top guy. But the other Originals? They are all over each and every show. In fact, let's take a second to go through them! Look at Dicey Reilly!

Huge cheers from the fans.

DR: Dicey is treated like he is above everybody else, he is given opportunity's for doing half the work of Daniel Reilly simply because he is Dicey Reilly. He can drink backstage and crack a few jokes and JJ Johnson will clap along like a stupid seal and award him with Championship shots! Dicey is half the wrestler that Daniel Reilly is and yet Dicey is held in such regard that you would think he is the second coming of Christ! Dicey can do and say as he pleases and he will be rewarded because JJ Johnson is so far up his a** that when Dicey talks, you can smell JJ's breath! He turns up when he wants and is given top billing on the card for so little effort because he is the legendary Dicey Reilly! Then there is another original in good old GazzyD!

Again more cheers from the fans.

DR: Now GazzyD shows up less then Dicey and he is awarded just as much! Gazzy can turn up and mope around when he wants and he is awarded with shots at the 6CW Championship! A very long time ago, GazzyD defeated the King for the 6CW Championship at Night of Glory and it saddens the King to see what GazzyD has become. That GazzyD was an animal, the ultimate underdog willing to prove to the World that he could take on any challenge and he sure gave it his all! But now? He is a shadow of that man, he is a shell of the man he once was but that doesn't matter around here because GazzyD is an Original, he has been here since the start so he gets rewarded just like the King's old friend Geoffrey Steel!

Huge cheers for Geoff.

DR: Geoff Steel was on quite easily the worst run of his career and how did JJ Johnson reward Geoffrey? He gave Geoff three straight Title shots at the King's European Championship! He gave him shot after shot in an attempt to take the Title off a man who had put everything into making it a highly sought after and respected Championship and when that failed? JJ sends in Dicey Reilly because Dicey gets what Dicey wants!

You see, the King doesn't need anyone to blow smoke up his arse, the King doesn't need a whole show dedicated to him. The King just wants the same respect that he has well and truly earned! This so called management has allowed Daniel Reilly the oppurtunity to walk out of them doors on November 5th through sheer stubborness. They have failed to hold the King in the same light as those who have done less then Daniel Reilly and so the result? The King is walking out them doors and this EWF Championship is coming along for the ride!

Reilly smirks as he raises his Title.

President Trump wrote:RJ: Here we are in Tauron Arena, Krakow, Poland and what a reception we have received since landing here JT

JT: The Polish fans have really laid out the red carpet for u…

Just as JT is finishing his sentence Refuse/Resist by Sepultura hits and the crowd go crazy as Chris Patricks walks out from behind the curtain and starts to make his way down to the ring

JT: Well that was rude

RJ: I wouldn’t take it to heart it is Chris’ MO lately

Chris rolls into the ring and poses in the middle drinking in the crowd’s reaction

RJ: For all his actions lately this crowd are excited to see The Enigma

JT: We will see if that stays the same when he opens his mouth

Crowd: E-NIG-MA

CP: Dziękuję wam moi przyjaciele (the crowd cheer at the cheap pop) it has been a whirlwind since getting here two days ago. Press conferences, meet and greets, signings, you know all the usual obligations but one thing I would say against it all is the same mundane questions over and over again “Why the change Chris? What is with the attitude? Why are you fighting Uyru?” I am sick of repeating myself, sick of justifying my actions when anyone with a brain can see why I would be p1ssed off, let down, shunned. Come on people it’s not that hard is it?  

The crowd go quiet in sections

JT: Told ya

CP: Just look at the state of the company at the moment. We have inept refs that have caused people titles or title shots, including myself. We have JJ, whose company owns this place bringing back old titles for his match so either him or one of his friends will win it at Born in Fire. While wrestlers like myself put of careers on the line week in and week out and get nothing in return. He also brought back another World title just because he didn’t want Daniel Reilly messing up his plans for the other two main titles that relatives of the two GM’s are involved in. Its corruption at the highest order but as long as it makes money and the ratings are high who cares right?

Nobody cares so we just have to suck it up, keep the heads down and hope that we get invited to JJ’s baby oil party. (Chris smiles to himself). I am not out here to moan and whinge, I here to educate, to shine a light on the hypocrisy. Who cares about Genesis turning on Rex? Most are slapping themselves on the back telling themselves that they were right all along, it was only a matter of time, I told him it would happen. Me I would tell Blue Dragon to clutch that 6CW title closer to his chest until it is all over.

RJ: Is Chris saying he thinks it’s all a Genesis plot

CP: If you take anything that lying sack of sh1t Rex says at face value you are a fool but I guess Max will be doing cartwheels inside. He has been waiting for this day for months, waiting for little Rexy to see Max’s light but he is just a delusional as the rest. Just look at what Rex said in this very ring, he isn’t repentive, he isn’t running back to attach himself to Max’s apron. He only cares that it was Genesis that attacked first, he is p1ssed that Daddy Kent wasn’t the stand-up guy Rex thought he was…..anyone delusional idiot. And where does that leave Wood? He was knuckles deep in the title scene, beating Rex, losing the title over a ref not doing his job and then now fighting a superhero wannabe, sounds very familiar but I’m sure JJ gave him the “It’s only business, I’ll look after you son” talk.

“Why did you cost Uyru last week Chris?” did I though? I was given permission to come out and do some commentary. I did not lay a hand on Uyru or interfere in the match. Hell I even told him to focus on the fight and not to f**k things up. I was his biggest cheerleader but when he obviously lost I am the bad guy? I can hear all the cheers Uryus name gets from you all. You see him as a good guy, the last in this company but I see through it all unfortunately. I want to like the guy I really do but how can I like or trust someone that would stab you in the back just to get what or who he wants. Look at what he did to poor Gazzy and then gaslighted him just so he could stay close to his missus. He is a creep and I am sure a stalker. He is besotted with his relationship with Max in a one sided kinda way. You see Uryu is like a girl you had one date with in High school. It was a fun night but after all these years he has a secret box under the bed, hidden from his partner with the cinema stub, McDonalds receipt and probably some of your hair in it. He re-lives that night in his dreams every night and is waiting for a time when you will notice him again. You had that chance Uryu, you had the chance to be Max’s knight in shining armour but you were nowhere to be seen so he went to a real friend…ME. It eats you up inside doesn’t it. You sitting up on the roof tops looking down on everyone but the one person you want to be sitting beside you up there, throwing up X’s to each other doesn’t care about you. Most people don’t buddy and I for one couldn’t care less what happens to you just as long you make it to Born in Fire and our match. You see I have months of frustration all built up and I want to hurt you, I want to show the world on the biggest stage that Chris Patricks is not done, that he is still at the top of this game, that he is the man to beat. I am sick of being overlooked, forgotten, an afterthought. Born in Fire is my rebirth Uryu and you will have the front row seat.

Chris leans back on the ropes and drinks in the crowd chanting his name

"Its a Long Way to the Top" starts playing as Uryu walks out to the ramp and looks bewildered.

UI: I'm sorry but, Is that all you can say? I wasn't there for Max when he needed it? I attempted to steel someones wife and paid the price for it? I have a respect for a guy who taught me a long time ago? Chris let me be very blunt. Change the damn record! All you do every single time is moan and complain how "it shoulda been me that got the shot! It shoulda been me that got this or that!" Well at one point it was you that was getting it but what you decided to do was rest on your laurels and expect things to be handed to you!

Uryu pauses as the crowd cheers a little.

You stopped when others kept going for opportunity after opportunity! Let me guess, Are you going to try and somehow blame me for you getting one upped in the Road to Royalty? Who is next on your eternal list of people to complain about? Commentators? Backstage interviewers? Are you going to say "I hate lucha ropes!" next when you slip and fall? The only one you should be blaming for your own failures is yourself! I looked at you all those months ago and saw a man I respected for being in the wrestling business just as long as I have and now I see that man is just throwing toys out of the pram like a spoilt child and that respect has gone. You can blather on about your pet theories about how i'm not a hero and whatnot but to those who have followed me through my career I have always been honest. I have been honest about my feelings and I say what I think. I don't boast when I win and I don't whine when I lose. I just get on with the next challenge and how to overcome it.

Uryu starts walking down the ramp slowly as he stares at Chris Patricks.

UI: So I am not going to blame you for me losing the Road to Royalty finals. I am going to blame mself for being distracted by you. Admittedly it's a weakness of mine and like a pro you exploited it just by showing your face. Yet am I moaning to Max about how you cost me? No. I know the last thing he wants to hear is me moaning at him when we both know what he will say and that i will agree with it. It's why we are having this contract signing Chris. It's why we are having this match. So I can deal with my issues directly. So I can deal with you!

Uryu is climbing into the ring after wiping his feet on the apron.

UI: Unless you want to get Born in Fire started early and go right now? Because I have no problem with that!

Uryu awaits Chris' answer.

Chris looks from Logan to Uryu and calls for a chair

RJ: Looks like Patricks is looking for a deterrent

Chris catches the chair and mocks a swing before opening it and sitting down

CP: I haven’t felt so wanted since I came back to 6CWF, I’m like the bell of the ball. I will address Logan first so you will have to take a number there sport (Chris sticks a thumb up at Uryu) plus I feel a bit bad that I didn’t mention Logan earlier, we do have some business soon on Proving Grounds and I don’t want to do an Uryu and not focus on my opponent.

Chris winks at Uryu before moving his chair to face Logan

CP: Logan it’s nice to see you without that murderous glint in your eye, those “relaxant” gummies must be working a treat. Oh I know a lot about dying sure I am the man death forgot. If you don’t remember I was dead for 7 months…well dead to the world not to those who kept me away. But like a bad penny I returned, took revenge on a good friend and at the end of it all became the last Undisputed Champ

JT: I thought that was Rasta?

CP: See Logan I can go the extra mile, I can do what others (nods towards Uyru) won’t do to get it done, that’s why Max came to me and not a certain other superstar we won’t mention (Chris nods towards Uyru again and smiles at his annoyance). You mention you left Uyru in a puddle of blood and it was up to me to finish it, why would I clean up your mess? If you wanted him gone you could have taken that extra step just like you did with Plague but…oh he is appearing left, right and centre lately isn’t he so I just Uyru without his favourite Anime pillow…you just can’t finish.

Chris looking happy with himself moves the chair facing Uryu

CP: No you can have my attention and let me just say, One it is nice to see you at ground level, it is such a Health and Safety nightmare having you up on the roof doing whatever dark and brooding people do and Two I thought it was bad form you coming out here and not even acknowledging poor simple Logan there, I thought you were supposed to be a good guy.

Chris smiles at Uryu and his demeanour changes

CP: Are you a “Good Guy” Uyru? Are you the beacon of light in this very often, dark game we play. You know why week after week I come out and take aim at you and your past failings at being a good guy? Well do you? (Uryu just stares at Chris unwavering) Its because ALL these people need reminding of what you truly are, and that’s a lying, cheating piece of sh!t. You aren’t the man you project to the world, you aren’t even much of a man to be honest. Lurking in the shadows, collecting whispers and biding your time to get into peoples ear. Praying one even your friends just so you can get what you want.

At least I come out here and lay my heart on the line. I tell the world what I am think, doing, feeling. I don’t have to hide on rooftops and covet my best friends girl, no my friend that is you and I’M the bad guy for showing the world you…the real you. You come out here doing your Scrappy Doo impression trying to fight the world but you know what their Sport, the world and me owe you nothing. I can wait for Born in Fire and kick you’re a$$ on the biggest stage of them all. So you can take a breath there and maybe ask Logan for a gummie

Logan laughs which catches them both by surprise.

RJ: His laugh makes my skin crawl.

JT: I'm glad he doesn't do it often.

LK: Chris, Uryu is less than nothing to me, I didnt need to finish him.

Logan side eyes Uryu with a sick smirk knowing he's being needlessly dismissive. Uryu shakes his head not falling for Logan's game.

LK: I did what was needed for Andrews to give me what I wanted. This is my point, you KNOW what you need to do to this man, yet you're afraid to do it aren't you?

And Plague?, Plague was the straw that broke the Dragons back, Blue, the "hardcore legend" the dangerous man he is, would constantly act like the conscience on our shoulders....no, around my neck.
If not for the Andrews clan, Plague would be in a box!.......and yet, I still did enough to achieve what I needed to achieve in the end.

Logan glares at Uryu before continuing to talk to Patricks.

LK: You seem to misunderstand my intentions, and that's fine, why would you understand them? You're too preoccupied with making these idiots laugh at your unfunny quips. All my actions are deliberate Christopher, they are meticulous, I'm not mindless like they will have you believe, and I think you know that.

Logan smiles at Chris

LK: we're not so different really Chris, just my goals are loftier than picking a fight with someone who has wronged me.

Even Blue Dragon isn't the end goal, nor the championship, it's bigger than all of this. War is here boys, it's unavoidable now.

War is hell and unfortunately for 6CWF, I am the devil, Chris, I'm coming to take your soul at Proving Grounds

And Uryu, watch your back, it would be a shame if something was to happen to you before you two got the chance to dance.

Logan drops the microphone and leans backwards over the top rope and heads up the ramp leaving Patrick's and Ishida alone in the ring.

                                                                                                   

The scene changes, as does the picture quality, slightly grainy and lower resolution scenes of an arena, a wrestling ring in the centre. 

Two masked wrestlers are in the ring circling eachother. One larger man, he's wearing a full body suit, his arms bare as his very muscular physique is apparent, the other man smaller, more athletic looking with plain black tights, boots and a black mask with a white skull on the front of it. The name places on the bottom the screen read the men as 'El Toro Negro' and 'Killbane'. 

As the two men lock up in the centre of the ring the mexican commentary kicks in and we can barely make out the words, only really catching the words 'Contest', 'Champion' and the two wrestlers names, after a few seconds the commentary is cut off as if the video has been edited. 

The two men are circling eachother, a few bread lockups, most ending with KillBane on the losing end being pushed away, one more lockup now, as KillBane slips his shoulder inside the arms of El Toro and stamps down on his foot. El Toro winces in pain allowing the smaller man to sidestep out of the test of strength and hit a few low kicks to the side of the leg on EL Toro, who wobbles in place before KillBane drops low with a turning leg sweep and takes the big man off his feet. KillBane is on the attack now as he drops knees into the face and head of El Toro, he notices the Ref looking up at El Toros face, asking him.if he's ok before he lets a stray stomp get a little too close to a low blow, before the crowd boo and KillBane turns and raises his arms to plead his innocence, only driving the crowd further into their anger. KillBane lens down and grabs his opponent by the mask he pulls at it and rips off the bottom of the mouth piece, he stands and holds it up to the crowd before throwing it to the stands. KillBane then lays in a few boots and reaches an arm down and grabs his jaw, he kneels down on 'El Toro's' ribs and digs his fingers in under the mandible, he twists and wrenches on the jaw as the faces of the crowd look disgusted.


Next we see clips from later in the match, 'El Toro' has fought his way back and has the upper hand, the much larger man is hitting him with right hands and boots to the gut before he comes off the ropes and hits a big boot, twisting KillBane through the air before coming back off the other rope and hitting a double axe handle to the back of a downed KillBane. He raises his arms and the crowd cheer. He parades around the ring playing up to the crowd before he goes up to the top. The large man attempts a moonsault but KillBane rolls to one side and springs up. 'El Toro' lands unsteady on his feet. As he turns KillBane is already on him, he jumps up and hits a high knee strike straight into his opponents face and then he runs up the corner turnbuckle, he flips and lends a picture perfect flipping reverse DDT dropping the bigger man to the mat. KillBane kips up and jumps to the top turnbuckle. He takes a look back and he raises his arms to the sky he makes a praying motion before hitting the 'Salto De Le Muerte', a backflip into a two footed stomp directly to 'El Toro's' chest. 'El Toro' grabs his chest and he rolls onto his side to protect himself from the pin. KillBane isn't happy about this and he hits a huge stomp on the ribs, then two more, as 'El Toro' rolls onto his front, once again able to do little to get up, possible broken ribs making it difficult to breathe, let alone fight back. KillBane holds up his hand and makes a gun with his fingers, he aims at the back of 'El Toro Negro's' head and then runs a thumb across his own throat before once again climbing the ropes. He stands on the turnbuckle facing his opponent, aiming and making sure his timing is right before he hops in the air, spinning 180°, lands back on the top turn buckle and then once again flips backwards, hitting 'Salto De Le Muerte' as he flips we see his eyes focused on his target as his heels land directly on the back of 'El Toro's' head. Slamming his face into the mat and knocking him out clean... 

Rather than go for the pin though, KillBane grabs 'El Toro's' legs and applies a Texas cloverleaf before turning him onto his side and applying sideways pressure on the hold. He turns him into a 'walls of Jericho' like position as 'El Touro' shouts out in pain but KillBane drops a knee onto his head and holds it in place, completing the 'Presa De Dios', 'Toro' scrambles for the ropes but to no avail as the hold is far too agonising to continue and he starts tapping for a few seconds before the pain becomes too much. As the bell rings and the referee tries to raise KillBanes arm in victory he shrugs him off and maintains the hold until his opponent stops moving. 'El Toro Negro' passes out and KillBane loosens his grip. His opponents legs drop to the mat with a thud as KillBane clubs the ropes and once again looks to the sky, he makes praying hands and then he spreads his arms to the crowd eatting up the negative response like a reptile, soaking in the sunlight.

                                                                                                   

The feed from the live stream of the show cuts and is replaced with the letters @hugoB

It is replaced with a YouTube live video where Hugo is walking through the commuter crowds of London.

As they all walk towards their offices, Hugo is holding up commuters whilst talking to his vlogger producer/ cameraman.

Hb: look at these lemmings, scuttling to their places of work. They keep their heads down and follow orders, just so they can go home at the end of their day, to their boring lives, to their partners, to their Hello Fresh sized, calory controlled lifestyles.

Hb: they grind out an existence for anominity. They sell their corporate soul for a few more pennies. And they are nobodies. You! (stops a businesswoman)

Hb: tell me about yourself. I would like to know more about your outfit. I'm guessing River Island? Matalan?

(the woman goes to speak)

Hb: shush, little girl. They don't really want to hear you. They are here for me. You can go now, back to your mundane life.

(she looks at Hugo in disgust and then rejoin the crowd).

Hb: all these people are nobodies. 6cwf wrestlers are nobodies. But you will be. Because I will make you famous. I will make you all stars.

HB: Hugo is coming to 6cwf. Make sure you stay close for your 15 minutes of fame or be like these losers. Hit that follow button and become famous.

The image fades leaving only Hugos social media accounts on screen.

[Fade in.. and we're met with the hulking figure that is Angus Plague. Dressed in a pair of torn jean shorts, a black 'REVOLUTION' shirt and a dark gray unzipped hoodie, he stares daggers into the camera. He takes a long, deep breath and begins speaking..]

AP: And the skies shall open and spew forth a hellish fire, the world will burn.. and witnesses will scream my name from the heavens.

[He takes another deep breath, his chest rising and falling slowly.]

AP: So Dicey, Gazzy and Geoff again will attempt to climb the mountain and conquer the Revolution. With hubris they shall enter the depths and panic as they are cut off from oxygen. With the strength of a thousand suns we shall close our fist around their throats and squeeze and squeeze..

[He breaks into a maniacal yell, his voice cracking.]

AP: UNTIL THERE'S NOTHING LEFT BUT BLOOD AND BONE!!

[He chuckles to himself as his voice lowers once again to speaking volume.]

AP: You're all yet to witness our ascension, but in due time the Revolution will be front and center on the assault of all those who dare stand in our path to the top. Any who think themselves brave enough, we are not hard to find and we make ourselves known.

[He begins to wring his hands, his knuckles turning white.]

AP: I am the force of nature that destroys all things, the juggernaut that cannot be stopped. My will shall be done no matter the consequences, nor the casualties. You think you've seen my march to war, but I've shown you so little.. for I am the axe aimed at your heads..

[That shrill, barking cadence escapes his throat.]

AP: AND THE KNIFE HELD TO YOUR THROATS!

[He begins breathing heavily again, his chest rising and falling rapidly.]

AP: Come Proving Grounds, the three whelps that will be standing across the ring from me are in for a world they are not familiar with.. a world of unspeakable horrors and unimaginable terror..

[He flashes a quick smirk, but his black eyes radiate hatred and malice.]

AP: .. _my_ world.

[He stares dead into the camera for a brief moment, hyper focused on hatred. And with that he turns on his heel and exits the frame as the camera slowly fades to black.]

Blue Dragon is seen backstage, he's walking down a corridor with a baseball bat in his hand, people are running left and right to avoid him as he stops down the hallway, he's checking locker room doors, reading the names on them before moving on to the next. He comes to one and he opens the door and enters, the camera follows showing the name on the door to read 'Logan Kincade' the camera catches sight of the inside of the room. It's empty, the only person in there is Blue Dragon, there's broken glass all over the floor and there's what looks like deep red hand prints on the walls. Dragon lets out a sigh and he looks at monitor on the wall, he see's Logan currently on the ramp cutting a promo on Chris Patrick'a. Dragon starts to laugh under his breath before he swings the bat and smashes the Monitor to pieces, not only that the Bat is lodged in the wall behind the TV. As BD goes to retrieve the bat from the wall, Damien Andrews can be heard from behind the camera..


DA:
Blue, Son, please don't do this, any physicality would end your championship reign and get Logan fired, then you never get Hardcore Hell.


BD:
I don't need Hardcore Hell I'm going to.make his whole life hell when I got hold of him. And yours if you stop me...


DA:
I'm not going to stop you, I know you want to hurt someone, that's why I gave you Uryu this week, he was Logan's tag partner, I'd venture to say he was once Logan's friend, or as close as anyone can get...


BD:
You evil b*stard, your feeding me scraps to keep me busy, to keep my mind off Logan. Until you have the bright lights and the PPV buys where you want them, and the sad thing, the f*cked up part is, that it's working...


Dragon laughs before turning and walking back out past his father and he heads down a side corridor, as the end there's a staircase, and a sign that reads 'Roof Access'

 The camera is now filming the roof as a commotion is heard and the door leading to the building flies open, out steps Blue Dragon. He's scanning the rooftop. There is no sign of Uryu anywhere. Only the sound of footsteps coming closer to him...

Blue Dragon turns to see Damien Andrews stood behind him on the roof... Fog moving in as a thin layer is between them, Andrews takes a cigar from his top pocket and lights it, the flame glowing through the mist and dissipating it....


DA:
Uryu is currently in the arena, standing next to your brother. Just like they did years ago.... What are you going to do about it?


Dragon looks behind him, at the edge of the building....


BD:
Does that usually work? Does that normally get you what you want? Point your boy at their next victim and let him loose? It may work with Logan, but you can bet your ar*e it won't work with me. You'd love me to go victimise Uryu, to destroy him, to prove you right that I'm threatened by you, by Logan. To weaken him for your latest ped project... Im not here to do your dirty work. Your not in control of me, your not in control of Logan and your not in control of my championship. I AM! YOU DONT GET IT OLD MAN. YOUR PUSHING THIS TOO FAR!!


Blue Dragon is shouting in Andrews' face now he reaches out and grabs him by the collar. Security rush out onto the rooftop and they slowly start to advance on Blue Dragon


BD:
I REMEMBER THIS THE OTHER WAY ROUND. I REMEMBER YOU HOLDING ME UP BY THE NECK AND MUM TRYING TO CALM YOU DOWN!! DO YOU REMEMBER THAT 'DAD'?


DA:
I.. I...I do I'm sorry, I was different then...


BD:
NO YOU WHEREN'T!! YOU WHERE A BULLY AND A MANIPULATOR, YOU WHERE THE MONSTER!! And Me, Well I Was A Sponge... I soaked all that punishment up, I saw the things you did, to me , to her, to everyone around you and it became normal


Dragons hand loosens enough for Andrews to back away, towards to railing on the edge of the roof. Dragon turns to security with his hands held high, palms outstretched as he walks through the crowd...


Security man:
Good lad...


Dragon turns on him and grabs the man by the head. He lifts him and lays a left uppercut into his torso. The man lets out a squeal as the air leaves his body before BD throws him to his colleagues. They all rush him as Dragon takes them all out one by one, fists and knees, elbows and boots, headbutts.. After a matter of seconds there's a pile of moaning and groaning, semi conscious bodies laying around Blue Dragon as he steps back towards his father..


BD:
You want a show? You want Hardcore Hell? You want Logan at his best.. well so do I, and we're past the point of no return now. Make this as Hardcore, as Bloody and as Violent as you want. I'm done, I'm done trying to control myself, I'm done trying to be a brother. Everyone I've ever trusted has failed me... And now it's time for me to get back to what I know best, being the Blue Dragon!!! Being the BEST, the BEAST, the ALPHA!!! And if you, Logan, Uryu, or anyone, ANYONE!! else has a problem with me being just that.... 

Then I'm not a difficult man to find.....

The camera cuts to the lockeroom area, Geoff Steel can be seen sat on bench he is wearing a 6CWF tracksuit in black and and red. He is hunched over headphones on staring at his phone.
There is a knock at the door but Steel pays no attention to it continuing to watch his phone.
A further louder knock but still Steel pays it no regard.
The door to the lockeroom opens and in walks Clarisa she appears to be startled by Geoff’s presence in the room.
By now Steel has spotted Clarisa and he moves one of the headphones to the side, then places the phone still playing what he was watching to the side of him.

Clarisa: You nearly gave me a heart-attack I thought the room was empty, did you not hear me knock.

Steel points to the headphones and shrugs.

GS: Apologies Clarissa, I like to really immerse myself when I’m when I’m catching on world affairs.

Clarissa: Anything interesting.

GS: A man trying to persuade to the masses that they need him and should all buy in to his ethos, how if they don’t there’s a high chance something really really bad could happen, how his opponent is a fraud and a liar, that everyone including the media is against him.

Clarissa: Donald Trump?

Steel smirks

GS: Daniel Reilly actually, although both talk little sense, one just has the money to pay for a better quality bronze base coat.

Clarissa giggles and Steel smiles.

Clarissa: Should you have not corrected him if you disagreed with what he had to say?

GS: It’s not my job to fact check Daniel Reilly I give the people benefit of the doubt to see through his bull. I can’t escape him at the moment each and every week he and his Revolution get involved in my business, I’m not actively looking this week to spend any more time in their presence. Sure there’s are certain words I could look to exchange given the opportunity they cost me last week knowing full well what my aim was had I won. My own worst enemy at times letting the cat out of the bag early, though even with their low intellect they probably knew full well what my plan was.

Clarisa: Is retribution the aim this week in the main event?

GS: The three of us have all had issues Revolution of late so it’s not just some payback of my own I’m gunning for this coming week. I can’t be selfish picking up the win can’t be all about me, to beat Revolution we are going to have to work seamlessly together. They may not have been back together long but Revolution have shown they are a force to be reckoned with in 6CWF, Daniel and Jack have the pedigree and history, proven at every level and can’t be taken lightly. Their latest recruit Angus Black despite who he’s aligned himself with has impressed me, he takes no prisoners as I’ve learnt first hand, a touch dramatic and also a taste for carnage, I can see him fitting quite well in a certain division.

Clarissa: Should you win at Proving Ground what’s next.

GS: One day at a time, although Born In Fire is right around the corner and can’t be ignored. As of right now I’m without a match so that needs correcting, no challenger has come forward yet to stake a claim for my championship, so the impetus might have to lay at my own door to make the move, I don’t think I have to say out loud what direction that would take me in.
Of course there’s also likely another with the same aspirations who equally deserves the opportunity, if that puts us on a collision course let there be no hard feelings it’s just business.
Now if you need the room Clarissa it’s about time I was out of here, it’s all yours.

Steel picks up his phone and puts his headphones back on then goes to leave as the scene ends.