6CWF Presents Born in Fire XII - Results

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 10:13 am

*We go live from inside the sold-out Tottenham Hotspur Stadium in London. There is a monumental pyrotechnic display taking place whilst “Unforgettable” booms through the speaker systems. The cameras pan around to show a wide array of celebrities in attendance including the Spurs football team. Big Ange receives a giant ovation as he appears on the big screens before all attention turns to the stage as Sabrina Carpenter is introduced.

Sabrina spends the five/six minutes singing some of her most famous songs (fill your boots) and then drops to her knees for some of her famous microphone work (we’ve all seen the videos). The crowd are sufficiently enamoured (let’s be honest she’s ridiculously hot) and she blows kisses into the camera.

RJ: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to Born in Fire XII….we stand on the cusp of history….tonight; nine matches are signed in what promises to be an event for the ages….sixty two thousand fans are jam-packed inside this incredible stadium…..I am, as ever, joined by Jeff Thadeus….Jeff; how excited are you?

JT: RJ, be happy you can’t see how excited I am after that Sabrina Carpenter performance….but in all seriousness this is the big one….what a night we have in store….this is the halfway point of the 2024/2025 season and I believe 6CWF is going to break all records here tonight….

RJ: Four world titles will be decided…..we’ve got 25 years in the making between Liam Wood & Thunder….look at that “Hardcore Hell” structure high above the ring……kicking things off with a Freshers Ball ladder match….this is beyond comprehension, this is the big leagues….this is the night when you make yourself famous…

JT: When stars become superstars….legends become icons….ladies and gentlemen the time for talking is well and truly over….we are ready for action, this crowd is most certainly ready and I know every single superstar there in the back is ready to come out here and put on a show…

RJ: BORN IN FIRE, BABY!

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 10:27 am

Bout 1
Fresher’s Ball Ladder Match
Angus Plague vs Diego Romero vs Hugo Browning vs Killbane vs Marty Helms vs The Villain vs Tony Monk

Ding ding

Michael Bird: Ladies and gentlemen the opening bout of the evening will be the FRESHERS BALL LADDER MATCH!

*Crowd pop

RJ: Born in Fire, Freshers Ball, Ladder match….does it kick off any better?

JT: Not in my book…..62k jam-packed inside this incredible stadium and 6CWF’s “New Era” are ready to put on a show….this match is a massive opportunity for someone to propel themselves into title contention…

The stage is lit up as "Gasolina" booms out and Diego Romero is propelled through the air as though arriving out of a cannon. He bows to the crowd before bouncing down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans as he does so...

RJ: The "Prince of Pachuca" is here to put on a show and hopefully rise to the occasion; would be a great way to jumpstart his 6CWF career...

JT: But his sworn enemy, Killbane, is also in this match and he will have different ideas....

Golden sparks drop from the sky as Killbane enters proceedings now, hit by a wall of boos from the audience. He sneers (his mouth visible from underneath his mask) and then he points down toward Romero and draws a finger across his throat...

RJ: These two men do not like one another....

JT: I'd say that is an understatement......Killbane has been hired by Romero's uncle El Diablo to take him out and in a ladder match he will have plenty of opportunities...

Killbane leaps up onto the apron and glares at his rival before "Hail to the king" booms out and The Villain arrives for his Born in Fire debut...

RJ: We still don't know an awful lot about this guy but he certainly made an impact against Tony Monk a few weeks ago...

JT: He's big, powerful and dangerous...I'd say this match will suit him...

Villain's dark eyes scan the vicinity as he paces around the ring now, examining the multiple ladders that have been lined up, before the letters "HB" appear on the screen to announce the arrival of Hugo Browning...

RJ: There's something about this kid....he's extremely unlikeable but he has presence....

JT: He's already a major Youtube sensation, now he wants to be a pro wrestling sensation....Browning has quite the following and he also seems to be on good terms with Damien Andrews; never hurts to have friends in high places...

Browning is wearing a Go Pro on his head as he walks out onto the stage, recording the crowd's reaction to his arrival. He swaggers down the ramp and points up toward the "Freshers Ball" briefcase above the ring. "Remedy" then roars out to a standing ovation...

RJ: The most accomplished man in this match by a country mile...

JT: Former world champion, no less....but Marty Helms is on the comeback trail and he's out to prove himself....he has been positioned at the bottom rung, told he must work his way back up....

RJ: Tonight gives him a great opportunity to do just that....win this match and he has a title shot in the bag...

JT: Helms displaying a very different kind of outlook nowadays but you have to wonder, in this environment, if he can maintain that....

Helms removes his hat and stares at the playing field before taking off his jacket as well. He bows his head and seems to be talking to himself as "The Destroyer of All Things" shrieks out...

RJ: The favourite?

JT: In my book...Angus Plague has started his 6CWF career with aplomb....he's a monster of a man...

RJ: Just last month he knocked off both Dicey Reilly and Geoff Steel under "Survival" rules....that alone is one hell of a feat for a newcomer...

JT: He's also representing Revolution and will look to kick their night off with some success....

Plague reaches ringside and he engages in a staredown with Marty Helms. The two behemoths look like they are itching to throw down as "HOW YOU DOIN" sounds out to an incredible pop....

RJ: DON MONK IN THE HOUSE....

JT: Listen to this ovation....

"SAWFT" hits the airwaves now as Tony Monk strides out on the stage. He nods his head and mouths "how you doin" as the fans chant the same thing back to him. He removes his jacket now and makes his way down to the ring...

RJ: You cannot deny that Tony Monk has become a cult hero in such a short time here in 6CWF....

JT: These people love a bit of "Sabu on crack"...

RJ: Yes they do...look at this playing field, such an array of talent...

JT: All here for the "Freshers Ball" and the chance to progress their 6CWF career....

RJ: What a way to start things off...

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 10:31 am

All seven men are now in the ring as the referee gives the call and we are underway. The crowd are absolutely pumped and making a raucous amount of noise. Angus Plague suddenly turns and detonates a huge uppercut on Tony Monk before Monk answers back with a massive backhand chop to the body. They begin to trade off as Diego Romero sprints across the ring and flies into a dropkick which sends Killbane flying through the ropes to the outside of the ring…

RJ: Folks we will do our best to keep on top of the action but it is going to be fast paced and frenetic….

Romero grabs the ropes now and he propels himself over the top into a senton takedown on his rival, drawing applause from the fans. Hugo Browning is trying to make a pact with The Villain but then Marty Helms runs across from nowhere and detonates a claymore on Villain, sending him crashing to the outside….Browning takes a step back…

JT: Hugo Browning stole a debut victory over Marty Helms at Survival….I’m not sure that will be forgotten in a hurry…

Browning throws a punch at Helms but it is blocked and the former world champion rattles off with three huge shots of his own. He whips Browning across the ring and prepares for a spinebuster but HB grabs the ropes and pulls himself to the outside….we see Diego Romero balancing on the ringside barrier now with a ladder in hand and he moonsaults off into tackle on Killbane, leaving them both strewn on the arena floor…

Crowd: Holy (beep) x10

RJ: Something tells me that Diego Romero is going to be adored by our fans…

JT: With a daredevil style like that, absolutely….

Tony Monk spears Angus Plague back into the turnbuckle and rounds on him for a huge back splash which drops him into a seated position. He then crushes Plague’s head with a running hip attack (ala Umaga) before climbing from the ring and retrieving a ladder. He pulls AP from the corner and drapes the ladder on his chest before heading back to the turnbuckle…

JT: We saw this with a sheet of glass last month…

RJ: His success rate is currently 0%.....AND STILL!

Crowd: Holy (beep) x10

Monk launches himself into the “Monk Bomb” from the ropes but Plague moves and causes his foe to land in a devastating manner across the ladder. Plague drags Monk back up and he chokeslams him on top of the weapon, sending him rolling from the ring…..AP flicks his hair from his face and looks up at the orange briefcase…

JT: Two weeks ago; Angus Plague pinned two former world champions at Survival….he’d be a real problem with that briefcase in his possession…

Plague grabs the ladder from the mat and he begins to set it up. He starts his climb but then Diego Romero springboards back in and dropkicks the big man in the back, causing him to fall back to the canvass. Plague gets up and looks for a discus lariat but Romero ducks and springboards again before nailing a headscissors which sends AP through the ropes onto the apron….Romero runs to the corner now (ala Jericho) and he springs from the turnbuckle with a dropkick to send Plague crashing to the arena floor…

RJ: Diego Romero putting on a show tonight…

JT: Kid is gonna climb…

Romero leaps onto the ladder now and starts climbing. He gets near the top as Killbane rips him down and nails a leaping enzeguiri to the temple. Romero is out on his feet as Killbane lifts him into a back suplex position before whipping him forward, face first, into the rungs of the ladder….Killbane smirks as he steps over his rival and begins to climb….

RJ: Would be a huge night for Killbane if he could take that briefcase for himself…

JT: Especially at the expense of Diego Romero….

Marty Helms is back in the ring and he shoves the ladder over. Killbane is able to drop out on his feet and runs forward but Helms sidesteps him and nails a huge release German suplex, snapping the back of Killbane’s head off the fallen ladder….he rolls from the ring as Helms pulls the ladder back up now and starts to climb…

RJ: This would be a fantastic way for Marty Helms to get himself back on the road to success…

JT: Not if Hugo Browning has anything to do with it…

Browning is immediately up the other side of the ladder and he pushes the case out of Helms’ hands before punching him on the nose. He grabs Helms and slams his face off the top of the ladder now…

RJ: Sunset?

Browning considers the sunset bomb but instead he decides to reach up and make a grab for the case, which allows Helms to slam a huge punch into his midsection. HB is winded as Helms steps around the ladder now and delivers a ring-shattering Russian legsweep from on high…

JT: OH MY WORD!

RJ: You put pro wrestlers in a ladder match and this is what you are going to get….

The crowd are loving what they are watching as Angus Plague begins stepping over the ropes to return to action. He heads for the ladder in the middle of the ring when Tony Monk smashes a steel chair across his spine. AP staggers around and Monk laces the chair over the top of the monster’s head, sending him through the ropes to the outside of the ring…

Crowd: How you doin….How you doin…..How you doin!

RJ: Imagine Don Monk winning this….

JT: Not even my imagination is that complex….

Monk smirks at the audience and then he turns and starts to ascend the ladder. He wobbles a little but regains his balance…

Crowd: OOOOOOOO!

RJ: No Monk for the “broads” tonight…

Villain is back in the mixer and he shoves the ladder over and causes Tony Monk to land across the ropes, crotching himself in the process. Monk just remains there as Villain folds up the ladder now and just launches it through the air….CRACK!

JT: These two really don’t like one another….

RJ: That was brutal…

The ladder smashes Monk in the side of the head and shoulder area, sending him toppling to the outside. Villain looks up at the case but then shakes his head and decides to climb out to pursue his issues with Tony Monk…

JT: Don’t understand that decision making, personally…

RJ: He doesn’t look like the kind of guy we are likely to get a handle on…

Villain pulls up the ring apron and the crowd cheer as he drags a table out into the aisleway. Tony Monk is trying to stand so Villain crashes his head off the top of the steel steps and then chucks him on top of the table…he lands right hands and then grabs another ladder (set up along the edge of the barriers) and begins to set it up….

JT: Villain is a 6’6, near 300lb man….whatever damage he causes here could be fatal…

RJ: Certainly for Tony Monk’s chances in this match…..HOW YOU DOIN!!!!

Villain is just getting his footing sorted and climbing the ladder when Monk rolls off and lands a low blow. Villain is doubled over, halfway up the ladder as Tony Monk grabs him and slams him down with a modified powerbomb on the arena floor. Monk staggers back to the ring now and he drags out a light-tube and a cheese grater….

JT: OH CMON!

SMASH! The Villain is just getting to a knee when Monk obliterates the light-tube over his head, busting him wide open. He then grabs the open wound and begins to grate it (something which the live crowd absolutely love)…

RJ: Well we don’t have an Xtreme Championship match tonight so Don Monk is making sure we get ourselves some hardcore….

Monk heads back to the ring now and he pulls out two more tables. He stacks them all in a row (3 in total) and he slings Villain on top before unloading with brutal right hands and repeated headbutts. Villain’s blood is all over Monk’s face as he grabs a steel chair now and heads for the ladder…

JT: Sabu on crack is climbing high….

RJ: Don Monk wants his Born in Fire moment….

JT: HE GOT ALL OF IT!

Crowd: HOLY (BEEP) x20

RJ: THEY’RE DONE….THE TWO OF THEM….

The audience noise unreal as Tony Monk tucks the chair under his arm and he drops the ladder with a devastating elbow drop that crushes Villain through the table and leaves both men completely motionless in the aisleway….

JT: WELCOME TO THE NEW ERA OF 6CWF!

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 10:40 am

RJ: The playing field started at seven…..I think it is safe to say we are down to five…

The referees patrolling the outside are signalling we might need some EMT assistance. We get a shot of Monk and Villain, both still unmoving amidst the debris, before the action turns back to the ring. Diego Romero is walking along the ropes with a ladder in hand and he turns into a sensational moonsault takedown on the four remaining combatants outside of the ring….

JT: THIS KID FANCIES HIMSELF THE NEW HUMAN HIGHLIGHT REEL!

RJ: He’s had a couple of moments already….that was insane….

Romero staggers up, holding his ribs, and he grabs a new ladder to slide into the ring. The young superstar rolls in now and he sets the ladder up in his quest to grab the briefcase. He gets within fingertip distance before Killbane returns and shoves the ladder over…

JT: LANDED ON THE TURNBUCKLE….OH MY GOD!

Romero leaps off the ladder in mid-fall and lands on the turnbuckle before twisting back with a sensational torpedo takedown on Killbane. He drags his foe back up now and whips him into the corner before chasing in….Killbane kicks out with both feet and staggers Romero backward. Killbane runs out now and takes Romero down with a slingblade before welcoming him back up and he flips him into a powerbomb position and launches him back against the turnbuckle. Romero stumbles out and falls to a knee as Killbane rushes to the corner and up the ropes…

RJ: SALTO DE LA MUERTE!

Killbane backflips with the intention of the devastating foot stomp but Romero grabs the fallen ladder and drags it into position so that it drives right up between Killbane’s legs upon landing. Killbane is in agony as Romero leaps from the canvass onto the top rope in one movement ...he then twists through the air…

JT: ORO AZTECA!

The “eclipse” lands and sends Killbane from the ring now. Romero flicks his hair from his face and he smiles as the audience chant his name and will him on. He clambers up now and begins to set a ladder underneath the briefcase….

RJ: Romero might just have a free run at this now….NO!

Marty Helms returns to the fray and he rips Romero off the ladder. He looks for a huge clothesline but Romero ducks and springs off the ropes for a tornado DDT but Helms puts on the brakes. He shoves Romero back into the corner and chases in but Romero spins around the turnbuckle and nails a kick over the top. Helms staggers backward as Romero gets out on the apron and then springboards in….

JT: HELMS CAUGHT HIM!

Romero looks for a flying dropkick but Helms catches him and slams him down. He drops back and catapults Romero into the ladder now before climbing up and he grabs him in place…

RJ: TITANS RESOLVE!

The crowd cheer the “Widows Peak” and Romero rolls from the ring after the impact. Helms’ head rises upward now and he stares at the Freshers Ball case…

JT: Marty Helms said himself it would be a long road back but this is one hell of a first step….

RJ: OH MY!

Hugo Browning returns to the ring and he has a selfie stick in hand (given to him by one of his entourage) and he breaks it across Helms’ back, leaving a deep red welt. Helms staggers down onto his feet as Browning drills him into the canvass with a double armed DDT and then he scrambles for the ladder…

JT: I never thought someone would be more annoying than Logan Paul but I think we have our winner….

RJ: Certainly from the same mould….

Browning is scurrying as fast as he can up the ladder. A gleeful smile crosses his face as he grabs out at the case now but the smile fades as someone grabs his leg….he doesn’t dare look down but eventually he turns to stare at Angus Plague below….HB tries to kick AP away but Plague is too strong and he pulls Browning through the air and catches him on his shoulders before driving him into the corner with a thunderous death valley driver…

JT: Calls that Pestilence…

RJ: I call it his ticket to the top….Angus Plague is going to kick this night off big for Revolution….

Plague heads back to the middle of the ring and he starts his ascent to the top. Many of the fans believe we may be closing in on the end of the contest but Diego Romero has other ideas. We see Romero ascending the turnbuckle behind AP’s back and he leaps through the air and lands on Plague’s back…

JT: WHAT A LEAP!

The crowd are going wild as Romero attempts to climb up and over AP on his way to grabbing the briefcase but Plague suddenly just throws himself backward off the ladder and crushes Romero underneath him as they land on the canvass. Plague is getting back on his feet now as Marty Helms rolls back in…

RJ: WHAT A SHOWDOWN THIS IS GOING TO BE!

The audience recognise the nature of this meeting. Helms and Plague stare at one another and then they begin to fire off with huge right hands. Plague uncorks an uppercut now and staggers Helms before whipping him across the ring….Helms, however, twists inside and he drags AP toward him before drilling him with a huge AA spinebuster in the middle of the ring…

JT: THE LAST OUTLAW RIDES AGAIN!

Helms stands as the audience cheer him, something that seems to surprise him. He then backs toward the corner and he wills Plague to get on his feet…

RJ: Marty Helms is looking to take Angus Plague out of commission here….SHOJIN’S SPEAR!

Helms flies through the air and he lands flush with the “Claymore” to send Angus Plague rolling from the ring. Helms then kicks up on his feet and he points to the case as the audience roar in approval….

JT: Never thought I’d hear that kind of reaction for Marty Helms but these fans want to see him get that case….

RJ: Marty Helms is a big game player….6CWF is a better place with him here…

Helms starts to fix the ladder under the case and climb. He makes great progress as Killbane starts to come up the other side. Killbane lands a high kick over the top to stun Helms….

JT: Killbane came from nowhere and he might just pip Helms to the post…

Killbane reaches for the case now but Helms punches him. Helms then grabs the case and smashes it against Killbane’s head to try and knock him down….

RJ: They’re just slugging it out now….nothing technical about this…

They trade punches for ten/fifteen seconds until Helms stuns Killbane with a heavy headbutt to the face. He then reaches up and grabs the case once again…

JT: Hugo Browning is fast becoming a real thorn in the side of Marty Helms…

HB is back on his feet and he reaches up to pull Marty Helms’ legs through the rungs of the ladder so that he is trapped and pretty much upside down. Helms is yelling in frustration as Browning shoots him a grin and starts his own climb….

RJ: Browning better be quick, however, because Killbane is still up there…..OH MY GOODNESS!

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 10:40 am

The crowd go crazy again as Diego Romero springboards back in from the apron and he lands on the shoulders of Killbane before dropping backward with an insane poisonrana from the ladder. Killbane is clutching his head and neck as he rolls out of the ring toward the announce area….Romero shakes his head and smiles at the applause from the crowd…

JT: I think we know the MVP in this match so far…

RJ: Not until he gets that case….

JT: Browning has it…

Hugo has his hands on the case and is trying to pull it free as Romero flies up the other side and lands a hard forearm. Browning tries to fight back but Romero slams another elbow into his face….he reaches for the case now but Browning pokes him in the eyes…

RJ: SUPER…OH MY!

JT: Give this kid his own highlight package….

Browning attempts to superplex Romero from the ladder now but Romero twists his body and drags HB off the ladder with a sensational “Stundog Millionaire”…..Browning is flat out as Romero stumbles up to his feet. He looks up at the case and the crowd cheer him on but then he spots Killbane clambering up on the outside…

RJ: Romero has a choice to make here….

JT: HE MADE THE WRONG ONE!

Romero hits the ropes at unbelievable speed and rushes forward for a flying suicide dive to the outside but Killbane moves at the last second and sends the youngster smashing into the “6CWF” announce table…

RJ: Romero is out….he hit our table at horrific speed, the thud was sickening…

JT: I think we might need more medics…

Killbane hears this and he smiles before wagging his finger at the commentators. He grabs another ladder now and he sets it up between the announce table and the ring apron, creating a makeshift table/platform. He then pulls the deadweight of Romero up and suplexes him on top….

RJ: Killbane said he would collect on the bounty and fulfil El Diablo’s wish to destroy his nephew….that is the plan here…

JT: El Diablo must have some sway to make Killbane ignore the prize on offer….

RJ: I think he carries unbelievable sway listening to what Diego Romero has said about him….

Killbane climbs up on the apron now and he heads for the turnbuckle. Romero remains unmoving on the ladder…

JT: He’s going to nail that moonsault foot stomp….that is the intention here….

RJ: This won’t just end Romero’s night, it’ll end his career….

JT: THEY’RE BOTH ENDED!

Killbane is climbing onto the turnbuckle now when Angus Plague climbs onto the apron. Killbane turns and tries to fight Plague off but the big man seizes him by the throat and then he twists Killbane off the turnbuckle and chokeslams him down on top of Romero and smashes both of them through the ladder, leaving them motionless on the arena floor…

RJ: WHAT ARE WE WATCHING!!!

JT: We are watching the hunger of the new era…

RJ: Tony Monk, The Villain, Diego Romero and Killbane….four of our seven seem to have been removed from the running of this match…

JT: Everyone is looking at Angus Plague and how can you not?

Plague just stands on the apron and stares down at the devastation he has cause with no trace of emotion. He then turns and steps back over the ropes and makes a beeline for the ladder in the centre of the ring…

RJ: Angus Plague has already proven his credentials since signing for 6CWF but this would be the exclamation mark…

JT: This gives him a run at any of the titles outside the world….

Marty Helms, who has been trapped upside down, manages to finally free himself from the ladder and drops down to the canvass. Plague is halfway up the other side as Helms crashes solid punches into his ribs and then drags him back down, exploding with a heavy headbutt to the face. Plague staggers backwards and then responds with a huge uppercut and a knee to the stomach. He flips Helms onto his shoulders…

RJ: This potential rivalry is already getting me excited…

JT: Calm down….

Plague has ambitions for the “Steiner Screwdriver” but Helms battles off and then he wraps his arms around Plague’s waist and nails a huge German suplex. He drags him back up and ripcords him around into an overhead belly to belly now….

RJ: Marty Helms may have been working on his technical ability during his time away because these suplexes are becoming second nature…

JT: Makes him even more dangerous than ever…

Angus Plague staggers to the corner and Helms grabs the ladder from the middle of the ring and runs forward, using it for a modified splash. AP is on unsteady legs as Helms places the ladder down on the canvass now and nails a massive suplex across it…

RJ: Since Angus Plague debuted on the roster we have not seen anyone do this to him…

JT: Marty Helms was the “Monster Slayer” at one point….the only man who was capable of standing toe to toe with Cerberus…

Plague writhes and clutches at his spine as Helms drags him up again now and places his head between his legs. He looks down at the ladder and nods his head…

RJ: Helms cannot completely leave the brutality behind…

JT: Certainly not in a match like this…INFINITY EDGE!

He flips Plague up into a powerbomb position and then lets the bottom drop out for the “Project Ciampa” across the ladder. The crowd are applauding as Helms grabs the ladder now and sets it up….

RJ: Helms needs to climb the ladder and grab the case….this is his time…

JT: What are you doing, Marty?

Helms grins and rubs his hand along his shaved head before shifting the ladder toward the corner and then starts to climb. The crowd watch on with bated breath as he reaches the top and looks down at Angus Plague before dropping off….

RJ: HEADBUTT STRAIGHT TO THE HEART!

Crowd: Mart-y Helms x10

JT: Marty Helms just drove his head through the heart of the monster….

RJ: If there was any doubt that Marty Helms is still the same bad son of a bitch then forget about it now….he’s back…

Helms winces and blinks back the pain as he gets to a knee. The crowd continue to chant his name as Angus Plague is cradled over in the middle of the ring….

JT: He already hit Plague with one claymore…

RJ: WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING?!?

Hugo Browning is up on the outside and he grabs Helms’ legs before dragging him between the ringpost. Helms yells in agony from the crotch shot but then Browning produces some handcuffs….he dangles them in front of the cameras with a smug grin before he attaches one half to Helms’ ankle and the other around the post…

JT: Is he for real?

RJ: I don’t know if this is genius or disgraceful…

JT: I’d say both….

The crowd are booing furiously as Browning tips Helms a wink and then rolls back into the ring. He grabs the ladder now and drags it into the centre….the cameras show Marty Helms roaring in fury as he tries to break the cuffs….

RJ: Marty Helms was so close, he took out the monster…

JT: But for the second show running he has been outthought by Hugo Browning…

Browning is beckoning to one of his media team in the crowd and he wants them to get over the barricade to film his conquering moment. He starts to really exaggerate the climb toward the top and he reaches out for the case…

*Crowd pop

RJ: OH MY!

Marty Helms snaps the cuffs off the ringpost now and he rolls around onto his feet. Browning’s cameraman tries to roll in and stop Helms but eats a massive claymore for his troubles. Browning quickly grabs at the case now and tries to rip it off its lock…

JT: You better move quick, Hugo….

Helms is up the ladder and he smashes his head against Browning’s face, busting his nose. HB is almost out on his feet, swaying from side to side. His hands are still on the case as Helms reaches over now and grabs it….

RJ: INCOMING!

The audience are stunned as the ladder starts to fall sideways and we see Angus Plague is back up. Hugo Browning falls off and guillotines across the ropes whilst Marty Helms is sent crashing from the ring to the outside….Plague pulls the ladder back up now and he climbs up high…

JT: THE BLACK PLAGUE IS UPON US!

Ding ding ding

RJ: Take a look at that sight right there, ladies and gentlemen….something wicked this way comes….

JT: Something tells me we might be seeing this image quite often in the future…

Angus Plague stays on the ladder and he holds up the Freshers Ball briefcase. Some of the audience boo but many are cheering the incredible nature of the match they have just watched. Highlight reels begin to play now…

RJ: We saw so many fantastic moments from the “New Era” here tonight….these men put it all on the line…

JT: I believe some new rivalries have been born…others have been taken to the next level…

RJ: And Angus Plague….the monster of the Revolution….he’s climbed the ladder, proverbially and physically…

JT: The champions of 6CWF better start looking over their shoulder….

The cameras pan around to show the devastation. Tony Monk, Villain, Diego Romero and Killbane have already been removed from the ringside area. Hugo Browning slaps a camera out of his face in disgust (a moment he doesn’t want to share with the world) whilst Marty Helms is shown sitting in the aisleway looking, ruefully, up at Angus Plague and the Freshers Ball briefcase…

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 11:08 am

*We see Percy Percival and Brandon Perez walking out of their dressing room and they are surrounded by carnival dancers and circus acts. Looks like the tag team champions are going in for the big entrance here at Born in Fire. The scene changes and we see Mike Masters talking with Jimmy Phillips.

Masters: Tonight is our night...

*Phillips says nothing as he ties his boots

Masters: Hello? Are you even listening?

*Phillips stands now and glares at his tag partner

Phillips: I heard every word...

*Phillips walks away as Masters shakes his head

Masters: Make sure you did....nothing and nobody is going to ruin tonight!

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 11:20 am

Bout 2
6CWF Tag Team Championships
The Brothers of Seduction vs Jimmy Phillips/Mike Masters

ding ding

Michael Bird: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the 6CWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!

*Crowd pop

"Champion" hits the airwaves now as jets of gold pyro spark across the front of the stage. The fans boo as the challengers stride through the plumes of smoke...

MB: Introducing first, the challengers.....at a combined weight of 484lbs......Mike Masters and Jimmy Phillips...........THE M....V......Psssssssssssssss!

JT: A new team and one that is still very much in the teething stages....

RJ: They are struggling to gel, that is for sure...but there is no doubting their abilities....Mike Masters is a former world champion and he is desperate to get back into the realms of success...

JT: We know Phillips is a powerhouse and when he gets momentum he is very hard to stop....

There is no interaction between the partners as they reach ringside and climb inside. Masters clambers up the turnbuckle and motions gold around his waist, drawing more boos, before "Smooth" hits the airwaves to a massive roar from the crowd. Pyros of every single colour hit the air before "Like a prayer" takes over and the fans are all over it.

RJ: Is that an elephant?

JT: Surely not....

MB: And their opponents..............at a combined weight of 419 pounds......Brandon Perez and Percy Percival.....The Brrrooottthhheeerrrsss ooofff Seeedddduuucccctttttiiiiiooooonnnn!

JT: My God it actually is...

RJ: This is surreal...

Percy Percival is sat on an elephant and waving at the crowd as he walks out from the side of the stage. Brandon Perez has a "bazooka" in hand and is firing adult toys into the audience. They are joined by a whole host of carnival dancers and circus performers...

JT: I have never witnessed anything quite like this...

RJ: Is there, however, a more popular team in the land?

JT: Not a chance...

Mike Masters looks disgusted as Percy can't get down from the elephant and they have to bring one of the ladders over for him to climb down. A woman in the front row has caught some "beads" and Brandon Perez is giving her instructions on how to use them...

RJ: Born in Fire, ladies and gentlemen...

JT: What happens at Born in Fire, stays at Born in Fire Laugh

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 11:25 am

RJ: Tag team championships…..Born in Fire….two things that go hand in hand…

JT: Some absolutely fantastic matches over the years involving the tag belts…the gauntlet in ’08 that kickstarted the 6WF/6CW war….The TA & The Parasite Killers in 2018…..and now here we stand again…

RJ: The Brothers of Seduction have become the leading lights of this division and many believe they deserve this moment…

JT: But their opponents are no laughing matter…..Mike Masters is a former EWF World Champion, Jimmy Phillips is one of the most physically formidable men on the roster…

RJ: This is the first defence for the champions…..will it be their only?

JT: It has been the way in recent months….I don’t think a team has made a successful defence as of yet since the belts were reintroduced…

The crowd are making a fantastic amount of noise as Masters and Perez circle and prepare to tie up. Masters quickly takes control with a side headlock but Perez lifts him off the floor for a back suplex. They get up again and Perez is quickest off the mark with a side headlock takeover and tries to apply a seated chinlock but Masters spins his body and kicks out with both feet, sending his opponent away. They scramble up and Masters sidesteps Perez and sends him off the ropes before nailing a huge dropkick to the face as he returns…

RJ: Mike Masters is as accomplished a wrestler as you are likely to see…

JT: And he is very unhappy with his utilisation here in 6CWF…he believes he should be in the headline spots….

Masters nails a snap suplex on Perez now before bouncing off the ropes and returning with a “Garvin” stomp to the face. He offers the tag to Jimmy Phillips and “The Talent” is straight in. They drag Perez up and twist an arm each before lashing him backward, causing him to land hard on the back of his head. Phillips hauls the champion back up and immediately tries to flip him in position for a dominator powerbomb…

RJ: Perez sensing the danger immediately….

Perez kicks off the back and stumbles away. Phillips turns and gives chase but BP moves and sends him against the turnbuckle before rolling him up………………1………………….2…………kickout. They get up and Perez ducks a right hand and lifts Phillips into an atomic drop before running the ropes for a clothesline. Phillips staggers to his feet once more and Perez scoops him on his shoulders…

JT: COQUINA!

Phillips slips over the back and tries to lock on with the submission but Perez presses his feet against the ropes and shoves himself backward, landing ontop of Phillips on the mat……………….1…………………….2…………..Phillips releases the submission to kick out. Phillips is first up and scores with a vicious knee to the midsection and he whips Perez into the turnbuckle with serious force….Perez staggers out and JP scoops him in his arms and twirls him upward into a devastating powerbomb….

RJ: ALPHA BOMB!

Perez is folded up off the impact and Phillips covers………………….1……………………2…………thr-shoulder up!

JT: Brandon Perez is tough, no doubt after that, but all it takes from Jimmy Phillips is one move like that to turn your whole world upside down….

Percy is looking a little concerned from the apron and tries to get the crowd onboard for some support. Phillips hauls Perez back to his feet now and tries to position him for a “ranhei” (ala Kofi Kingston) but Perez steps out and then drills Phillips with a DDT from nothing. Both men are flat on the canvass now as their respective corners call for a tag…

RJ: Perez needed that….

JT: He needs a tag…

Perez rolls over now and he slaps Percy’s hand. Mike Masters takes the tag from Phillips and he leaps over the ropes and charges forward but Percy dodges him and handsprings off the opposite side into a back elbow takedown. Masters gets back up and Percy hiptosses him to the mat and then nails a snapback neckbreaker (ala Charlotte Flair)…………………1…………………..2…………..kickout!

RJ: Prize for the most improved superstar on the roster?

JT: The wrestling world has slept on Perez and Percy but they’ve certainly answered their critics of late…

Percy nails an inverted atomic drop and then he whips Masters into the corner. Masters leaps onto the turnbuckle and looks to twist back but Percy takes a step backward and lets Masters land on his feet before knocking him down with a spinning heel kick….the audience are applauding as Percival makes his way to the corner now…

RJ: BME!

Masters moves out of the way of the moonsault but Percy lands on his feet. He looks to surprise Masters with the superkick as he rises but Masters dodges underneath it and twists his foe around…

JT: KILL….

Percy pushes Masters off the ropes and knocks him down with an elbow as he returns. He then springs off the ropes for an asai moonsault but Masters drives his knees up into the midsection. Percy is winded as he stumbles back to his feet and Masters takes him out with the zigzag neckbreaker….

RJ: Could have ourselves new champions…

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…………….kickout!

JT: Masters is not happy but the referee is letting him know that was a two count and nothing more….

Masters slaps the mat in frustration and then gets back up. He beckons Percy to his feet and then runs into the springboard for the disaster kick….Percy ducks it and he dropkicks Masters in the spine, sending him sprawling across the ropes…

RJ: 61-OH MY!

Masters catches Percy’s feet as he swings through the ropes for the 619 and he rips him into the air before superkicking him in the stomach on the way down. Percy drops on all fours as Masters backs into the corner and lifts himself onto the second rope before diving off with an overhang neckbreaker……………………1……………….2…………….shoulder up!

JT: Phillips wants back in now…he wants to punish Percy…

RJ: I think Percy likes that…

Phillips launches Percy against the turnbuckle and drives home with sickening shoulder thrusts. He then scoops the tag champ onto the top and climbs up with him. The crowd are trying to get Percy back on track but Phillips silences them and then slams his head into the side of Percy’s face. He hooks him in place and delivers a huge superplex…

JT: That might be all she wrote…

1.
……2
………….Percy just manages to kick out!

RJ: Percy is starting to take a fair amount of punishment here….

Phillips stands and stomps all over his foe before backing into the corner. He ushers him up and then charges off the ropes and comes storming back…

JT: POUNCE!

Percy sidesteps at the last minute and sends Phillips clattering into Masters, sending him flying off the apron. Phillips staggers back around and eats a step-up enzeguiri to the temple. He falls flat on his back as Percy rushes to the corner and nails the “Best Moonsault Ever”….

RJ: That has to be the one…

1.
….2
…………Phillips kicks out. Percy shakes his head in dismay and then he points to Perez, sparking another roar from the crowd…

JT: We’ve seen this before…..their version of the Doomsday Device…

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 11:28 am

Perez climbs in and he waits for Phillips to get up before lifting him into the electric chair position. Percy is out on the apron and prepares for the “Percy Pop” but Mike Masters rips him off the apron, causing his face to smash off the solid wood. Phillips drops behind Perez now and shoves him off the ropes before drilling him with a pop-up powerbomb on the return. Masters is back on the apron now and he takes the tag before heading up high…

RJ: HOUSTON HANGOVER!

The crowd have to applaud the fantastic somersault legdrop from Masters and he hooks both legs…………………1………………………2……………………thr-NO!

JT: Masters truly believes that was a three but the referee is adamant otherwise….

Masters is in the referee’s face but the official stands his ground. Masters slicks his hair back in anger and then he circles Perez, waiting for him to stand up, and he runs to the ropes to springboard…

RJ: DISASTER….

JT: MOUSTACHE RIDE!

Perez catches Masters on his shoulders and looks to run him for the “Liger Bomb” but Masters counters in mid-run with a hurricanrana that sends Perez, head first, into the turnbuckle. Masters gets up and grabs his foe…

RJ: KILLSWITCH!

Masters splatters Perez into the mat and the crowd look stunned. Masters nods his head and nonchalantly covers, throwing his fingers up as the referee counts….

1.
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….2
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…………….3!

JT: NEW CHAMPIONS!

The referee’s hand comes down for the three when Percy’s head appears above the ring apron and he places Perez boot on the bottom rope…

RJ: Mike Masters cannot believe it but Percy has kept the reign alive…

Masters looks at Perez’ foot on the ropes and utters a swearword. Percy is pulling himself back onto the apron now as Perez crawls to the corner. Masters runs in and lands a sickening facewash kick (ala Matt Cardona)…..he drags him away from the ropes now and heads up top…

JT: Brandon Perez is not in a good way here….Mike Masters closing in on that huge Born in Fire moment…..450 Splash!

Perez drives his knees up (literally all he can do) and they explode into the midsection of Masters on his way down. The audience are chanting now and doing everything they can to urge Perez across for the tag…

RJ: Phillips is in….

JT: PERCY POP!

The crowd roar as Percy gets the tag and he immediately springboards in and catches Phillips in mid-run with the dragonrana……………….1…………………2………..kickout. They scramble back up and PP dodges a backhand and springs onto the ropes before twisting back with a sensational tornado DDT. Percy claps his hands together and the crowd follow suit. He heads to the top rope now and and propels himself through the air into a splash…

1.
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….2
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……….Phillips just manages to kickout!

RJ: I tell you what; this is tag team wrestling….

JT: Don’t you just love it?

RJ: 62 thousand in this stadium do….

Percy rolls to the corner now and he clings to the ropes as he stomps his feet. Phillips is slow to rise, still groggy, as Percy leaps toward him…

JT: G@YMAKER!

The crowd groan as Phillips ducks into the kick and scoops PP into a powerbomb position before dropping him backward and guillotining him across the top rope. Percival is all at sea as he stumbles back up now and walks directly into Phillips’ path….

RJ: TOUCHDOWN!

The ring shakes upon impact of the rock-bottom and Phillips makes the cover……………..1………………….2…………….Perez comes off the top rope and lands a legdrop to the back of JP’s neck, breaking the pinfall just in time. Mike Masters springboards in now and he dropkicks Perez through the ropes to the opposite side. Masters gets up and he runs the ropes before suicide diving out into a tackle that smashes Perez back into the ringside barrier….

JT: A little bit of chaos reigning now here at Born in Fire…both teams looking to take the advantage…

Phillips and Percy are slowly trying to rise up. Phillips is first up and he quickly rushes back off the ropes and storms forward…

RJ: GAME-CHANGER!

Percy ducks the clothesline “from hell” and looks to snap off his patented superkick but Phillips catches his foot and spins him around before kicking him in the stomach and drills him with a dominator powerbomb. He then puts Percy in the masterlock as the audience watch on with real concern…

JT: We’ve known for years that Jimmy Phillips has all the potential to be a big star, he just needs to put it together….

RJ: He’s putting it together tonight….Percy’s trying to fight here but Phillips is too strong…

Percy is being forced down toward the mat and his whole body is becoming limp. Phillips continues to ramp up the pressure as Mike Masters grabs the tag belts from the timekeeper’s area…

JT: They don’t belong to you just yet, Mike….

The referee sees this and he orders Masters to put the belts back. Masters smirks as he kisses them and raises them into the air, sparking a huge amount of boos from the crowd….

RJ: SWIPE RIGHT!

Brandon Perez takes advantage of this as he rolls in on the blindside and drills Phillips in the side of the head with the running elbow strike…

JT: Phillips had no idea…

RJ: And Masters was too busy playing the fool…

Perez slips Percy on top of Phillips now and leaps from the ring. He shouts the referee and the official turns around……
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by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 11:29 am

*Huge boos

JT: Masters did the only thing he could think of…

The referee is going ballistic and giving Masters a final warning as the former world champion drags him out of the ring before he can complete the three. Masters has a smug grin on his face until Brandon Perez leaps off the steel steps and clatters him with an axe handle…he drags Masters around and bashes his head off the announce table…

RJ: Percy still has the advantage here though for the Brothers….he can finish this…

JT: He wants to walk Phillips onto that superkick….

Percy wills Phillips up and leaps toward him but Phillips ducks under and runs the ropes before exploding back with a huge “Pounce” tackle (ala Monty Brown) which sends Percy crashing against the turnbuckle in a heap. Phillips looks enraged now as he drags Percy up and scoops him into a backbreaker before immediately flipping him over his shoulders and nails a massive powerslam……….1…………………….2……..Brandon Perez prevents the three once again!

RJ: I make that three times now the Brothers of Seduction have prevented a three…

JT: That’s why they are the champions….recognising danger is a key aspect of that….

Phillips rises and he shoves Perez against the ropes and tries to backdrop him on the comeback but Perez kicks him in the face. Perez looks for a discus forearm now but Phillips dodges it and runs off the ropes…

JT: GAME…

Perez ducks the clothesline attempt and locks in a sleeper which he turns into a big time sleeper slam. The referee informs Perez he isn’t legal and tries to get him to leave the ring, which allows Masters to roll in on the blindside…

RJ: He’s got one of the goddamn tag belts….NOT THIS WAY!

Percy takes a shot right to the face (not for the first time in life) and he is out like a light on the canvass. Masters leaves the ring, unbeknownst to the ref and Perez. Jimmy Phillips slowly drags himself over now and gets his arm across Percy’s chest…

JT: MVPs stealing it…

1……………….2…………PERCY KICK OUT!

RJ: LISTEN TO THE POP!

The crowd go wild as Percy somehow forces his shoulder up before the count can be completed. Masters looks gobsmacked from the apron whilst Jimmy Phillips just rolls on his back and looks up at the lights. Masters is yelling for the tag now…

JT: Masters thought he’d basically handed the match to Phillips on a plate….but now he wants to end it himself…

Phillips gets across and he tags Masters in. Percy is on unsteady legs as he tries to rise and Masters drags him around…

RJ: GRINGO…

Percy swings right out of the attempted finisher and then aims a high roundhouse kick at Masters’ head but MM ducks. Masters looks for the zigzag neckbreaker but Percy grabs the ropes to prevent the impact. Masters rolls backward onto his feet as Percy leaps toward him for the superkick….

JT: That kick didn’t find it’s mark….

RJ: THAT ONE DID!

Masters immediately springs onto the ropes and nearly kicks Percy’s head out of the stadium with the disaster kick..
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……….thre-NO!

JT: One thing I have learned tonight is that Percy Percival is teak tough…..he has taken a fair sized beating in this one…

RJ: Once upon a time I would have expected him to wilt by now….but this is Born in Fire….a stage when many men find something almost immortal deep inside…

JT: Alongside Night of Glory this is our mega show….

Masters pulls at his hair and looks angered. Phillips calls for the tag but Masters points at his own chest as if to say “I’ve got this”. Percy is unsteady as Masters stalks him and waits for him to stand up before grabbing his arms…

RJ: KILLSWITCH!

Percy turns his body and counters into a backslide………………….1……………………2………….kickout. They get up and Masters leaps into the air for a dropkick but Percy catches his legs and drops him down on the back of his head before he catapults him toward the turnbuckle…

JT: WHISPER IN THE WIND!!!!

Masters lands on the second rope and immediately goes up high and twists back into the fantastic corkscrew takedown. He then drags Percy up into the middle of the ring…

RJ: GRINGO….

Masters looks over and realises that Perez has been breaking up all the pins so he launches at him and forearms him to the arena floor. The crowd boo as Masters swaggers back now and grabs Percy to complete the “Gringo Killer”….

JT: INSIDE CRADLE!

1.
…2
……….Masters just kicks out.

RJ: That would have been a real egg on your face moment for Mike Masters….

Masters is quickly to his feet and he leaps into a high knee strike to the face which leaves Percy flat on his back. Masters slicks his hair back and flicks the residue down at Percy and then he heads for the corner and climbs up top…

JT: Masters put Perez down on the arena floor….and now he’s ready to finish this…

There is raised eyebrows as Jimmy Phillips slaps Masters’ leg now and steps through the ropes, leaving MM sitting on the top turnbuckle looking confused. He drops down to the apron now and scowls at Phillips…

RJ: We’ve voiced comments before on the makeshift nature of this team and if they could truly ever be on the same page…

JT: Masters seemed to have control there….but Phillips wasn’t happy about the earlier slight on the tag…

RJ: So now he wants to be the one to bring the gold home….

Phillips circles the ring now as he waits for Percy to stand and then he runs off the ropes….

JT: GAME-CHANGER!

Percy just pulls his head under the clothesline “from hell” at the very last moment and then he lashes a pele kick to the top of Phillips’ head, dropping him to his knees. Masters quickly leaps back in the ring now and he runs forward at high speed but Percy sidesteps him as Brandon Perez grabs the top rope and yanks them down…

RJ: Masters took a tumble….a little payback from Perez….

JT: And Jimmy Phillips is on unsteady legs following that pele…..WHAT A COMBINATION!

Perez rolls in the ring now and he stands in one corner as Percy stands in the opposite. Jimmy Phillips is on one knee as Percy leaps forward and detonates the superkick at the same time that Perez explodes into him with the “hidden blade” elbow strike….

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Ding ding ding

RJ: The crowd love that…

Mike Bird: Ladies and gentlemen here are your winners……….AND STILL 6CWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS………..THE BROTHERS OF SEDUCTION!

We see Mike Masters getting up on the outside and he stares at Phillips, flat on his back in the ring, with utter disgust and immediately heads backstage. Percy Percival hops into Brandon Perez’ arms and the celebrations begin as the audience go wild and yet another rendition of “Like a prayer” begins to echo around the Tottenham stadium…

JT: Fantastic tag team title match…..we’ll wait for more fallout on what has happened here between Mike Masters and Jimmy Phillips but this moment is all about the champions…Brandon Perez and Percy Percival have done it, they retain and they have their huge Born in Fire moment….

RJ: First title match of the night and a great sign for the defending champions…

JT: There’s still for more reigning champions who won’t be getting too carried away just yet….but congratulations to Percy and Perez, they have earned this…

The celebrations continue as Percy and Perez decide to climb out of the ring and get in amongst their fans. Security try to intervene but Perez is already motorboating someone in the front row….

RJ: You just know there’s going to be one hell of a celebration later on…

JT: Later on? I think they party has already started, RJ….

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 11:41 am

*We see Max Adamson on the big screens and the crowd go wild. He is wearing his referee's vest as he walks out of the GM's office. Rex Adamson is just arriving at the stadium and the crowd roar as nephew and uncle face one another.

Max: Tonight's your night....remember that..

*Rex nods his head and then they hug, which brings an even bigger cheer from the fans in attendance. Rex heads off toward his dressing room now as Chris Patricks steps out in front of Max, having just witnessed his interaction with Rex. He looks Max up and down before just shaking his head and walking off. Max looks conflicted as Marty Helms joins him.

Helms: Anything I can help with?

*Max looks at Helms and shakes his head

Max: Not tonight...

*Helms places his hat back on his head

Helms: Just say the word...

*The scene changes as Uryu Ishida is in Gorilla. He is pacing back and forth as Clarissa approaches him. Uryu is expecting an interview but Clarissa kisses him on the cheek.

Clarissa: Good luck out there....you deserve a change of fortune!

*Uryu can't help but smile as Clarissa walks away. Max walks in now and he looks at Clarissa leaving before raising his eyebrows at Uryu.

Uryu: My focus is solely on the match...

Max: Glad to hear it....this is a big night...

Uryu: Yes it is...about what I mentioned last week, you know...

*Max turns to Uryu now

Max: I thought you said your sole focus was this match?

*Uryu turns away now as Max gets his call to step toward the curtain. He turns one last time.

Max: It's under advisement...

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 11:59 am

Bout 3
#1 Contender Match
Chris Patricks vs Uryu Ishida

We are back at ringside now and the crowd go wild as "Radioactive" booms out of the speakers to accompany Max Adamson's arrival. Max makes sure to play to the crowd and the cameras (it is clear he misses this side of the job) and flexes his muscles before climbing into the ring.

RJ: Our special guest referee...

JT: And Co-GM....Max looks like he enjoyed that ringwalk...

RJ: Probably more so than he enjoys his assignment here tonight....his best friend, Chris Patricks and a long time associate Uryu Ishida will collide in one of the most personal bouts on our card tonight...

JT: And in the incentive that the winner gets a world title shot and I'd say this one is going to get tasty...

RJ: Easily one of the most highly anticipated bouts of the night...

"There's only one Max Adamson" is ringing out and the referee touches his heart in appreciation of the fans' support. "Time stands still" then echoes out to a huge ovation from the supporters in the stadium. Uryu walks out on the stage and soaks up the reaction...

JT: Huge response for Uryu Ishida....this is a monumental night for him...

RJ: Last year at Born in Fire he lost the 6CW Championship to GazzyD....it's been a tough year for him since then....but he has a chance here to put himself back on track....beat Chris Patricks and he has a guaranteed shot at a world championship....

JT: Born in Fire has been a mixed bag for Uryu.....he was, of course, the first man to defeat Max Adamson at this event...

RJ: Something I'm sure has never been forgotten...

Uryu climbs into the ring now and he looks as though he is going to offer Max a handshake but thinks better of it as he heads for the corner to do some last minute stretches. "Refuse/Resist" then blares out to a very mixed response from the audience...

JT: Chris Patricks' attitude has certainly changed in recent times...

RJ: Ever since Max was forced to retire and became Co-GM....I don't know if it's because he expects special treatment or perhaps a guilt that he couldn't prolong his best friend's career....either way we have certainly seen a different side of him...

JT: A side that has brought us to this point....Patricks doesn't like Uryu, he has made that clear, and blames him for not helping Max when he needed it most....

RJ: Damien Andrews has certainly stoked the flames of this one as well...

JT: Yes he has....one has to wonder what he has said to Patricks behind closed doors....

Patricks touches his wrists and looks to the sky before climbing up into the ring. He sneers at Uryu and attempts to walk toward him but Max steps in front. Patricks laughs at Max...

Patricks: Protecting him already?

Max doesn't rise to the jibe as CP shakes his head now and heads to the opposite corner. The crowd are making a huge amount of noise...

JT: For me, this has all the makings of the show stealer...

RJ: I'm right there with you...

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 12:04 pm

Max presses both men back toward their respective corners. He has words with Uryu first and he nods in understanding but Patricks merely stares forward at his opponent whilst Adamson is trying to talk to him. Max shakes his head now and gives a signal for the match to begin…

JT: This is a big fight feel here at Born in Fire…

RJ: A world championship opportunity awaits the winner….they’ve been at loggerheads for a couple of months now so let’s see how they settle their differences…

The two men circle one another and then move forward to lockup. Patricks quickly twists the arm of Uryu and wrenches at it before lashing a kick upward into his chest. Ishida staggers away but Patricks runs after him and dropkicks him in the back, sending him crashing against the turnbuckle. CP is on his foe in a flash with stomps and then he chokes Ishida with his boot until Max gets involved and hauls him away…

RJ: Patricks didn’t like that one bit…

JT: He hasn’t liked anything Max has done for a long time….but he’s got a job to do in there tonight and Patricks was flouting the rules…

CP shakes his head at Max but the Co-GM points to his referee’s badge and makes sure Patricks knows he’s in charge. Patricks marches back into the corner now but Uryu is up and drives forward with both feet to the face, staggering CP back. Ishida spins on his heel and leaps onto the second turnbuckle before twisting into a crossbody takedown. Patricks gets back up and misses with a clothesline as Uryu crashes a hard kick into the back of his calf. He follows up with a flush kick to the midsection, doubling CP over, and then nails a face-first suplex (ala Jeff Hardy). The crowd applaud Uryu’s offense as he rolls back to the corner again and makes his way to the second rope…

RJ: Uryu wants that phoenix splash…

Patricks moves and Uryu is forced to turn his body into a forward roll upon landing. He gets back up and charges forward but CP sidesteps and sends him off the ropes before taking him out with a beautifully timed dropkick on the comeback. Uryu holds his face as he stands back up and Patricks nails him with a backdrop driver……………………1………………..2…………….kickout!

JT: First pinfall of the contest…..I’m surprised Patricks didn’t complain about Max’s speed of count….

Max holds up two fingers but Patricks ignores him. He pulls Uryu up and he suplexes him into a front slam, leaving him prone on the mat, and then he runs the ropes for “rolling thunder” but Ishida rolls out of the ring before impact can be made. Max wants to keep Patricks in the ring but he’s having none of it. He leaps out on the apron and rushes across before diving off and catches Uryu with a flying headscissors to send him crashing into the ringside barrier…

RJ: The audience enjoyed that….say what you want about Chris Patricks’ mindset in recent months but he is by far one of the most entertaining superstars on the roster….

Patricks kneels on the arena floor as Max yells at him to bring the action back inside. He hauls Uryu up and chucks him into the ring before clambering back onto the apron and nails a sunset plancha across his grounded opponent. Uryu struggles to his feet now and Patricks scoops him onto his shoulders…

JT: MICHINOKU…

Uryu kicks his feet and he scrambles off the back of Patricks’ shoulders. CP whirls around and looks for a clothesline but Uryu ducks underneath it and then sprints toward the ropes and handsprings back with a fantastic “Cardiac” kick to the top of Chris Patricks’ head. Patricks is on wobbly legs as he staggers back up and Uryu leaps out to the apron before springboarding back in and he plants him with an x-factor facebuster…

RJ: That might just do it…

1.
…..2
………………Patricks kicks out. Uryu takes a deep breath and looks at Max but Adamson is making sure Patricks is good to go. CP shoves Max’s hand away as he stands up and Uryu lashes another calf kick home….CP is wincing as he tries to put his foot down and Uryu grabs at his leg. He tries to initiate a dragon screw before Patricks grabs the ropes and forces Max to break them up…

JT: Oh cmon…

RJ: I think Max is going to let it go…

JT: Favouritism?

RJ: I think he just wants a resolution to his conflict….

Max is trying to break them up when Patricks leans over his back and pokes Uryu in the eye. Max doesn’t see it but he suspects what has happened and tries to restore order but Patricks is already throwing forearms and right hands at Uryu, backing him up on the ropes. Patricks whips Uryu across the ring now and lowers his head for a backdrop but Uryu hurdles over him and hits the opposite side…

JT: WHAT A HEEL KICK!

RJ: Patricks had Uryu scouted all the way there, that was a nasty connection…

Patricks leaps into the air and crashes his heel into the mouth of Uryu as he comes running back. Uryu is badly dazed from the impact and Chris Patricks runs the ropes now and propels himself forward into “rolling thunder”…
..
…..1
..
………..2
..
..
……….thr-shoulder up!

RJ: We saw during “Survival” a couple of weeks ago how well matched these two men are….all the makings of a classic….

JT: So far it’s living up to the hype….and I would imagine it’s only going to get quicker and more octane as the minutes go by…

Patricks helps Uryu up and he throws him into the corner before landing heavy kicks to the midsection. He then climbs onto the ropes and begins to rain down punches to the head as the crowd count along…

RJ: Everyone loves the ten count…

JT: NOT TONIGHT!

Seven punches land when Uryu manages to squirm underneath. Patricks tries to turn on the ropes as Ishida drives upward with a sidekick to the gut….Patricks is bent double on the second rope, head slumped over, as Uryu climbs up with him and leaps into the air…

RJ: CODE RED!!!

The audience go wild as Uryu somehow locks his legs in place and twists himself CP off the middle rope into the sunset flip bomb…………………..1…………………….2…………….Patricks just manages to kick out!

JT: Tremendous improvisation there from Uryu Ishida….

RJ: But Patricks was equal to it…..this is already shaping up tremendously…

Uryu sits for a moment and looks at Max but the referee is adamant it was a two. Ishida gets to his feet again now and he watches Patricks struggling up onto one knee before unleashing a buzzsaw kick at his temple…

JT: Patricks dodged him….rollup…..

1
..2
……….Uryu kicks out. They scramble back up and Uryu reaches his feet first before leaping into a snap dropkick to the temple that leaves Patricks on his back once more. The crowd are applauding as Ishida heads for the corner and climbs up top….Patricks is flat on his back now as Uryu sets his feet…

RJ: Uryu has been chasing the big PPV win for awhile now….he could be a SPLIT SECOND AWAY….

The ring shakes from the crunch as Patricks moves aside and sends Uryu splattering into the mat. CP staggers back up and makes sure Ishida is still grounded before he grabs the turnbuckle and leaps up…

JT: SPLIT-LEGGED!

The thumping moonsault lands and Patricks hooks the leg……………..1…………………..2…………..Uryu places a foot on the ropes!

RJ: Patricks really doesn’t like that but what is Max supposed to do?

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 12:05 pm

Max stops counting and he indicates to the foot. Patricks looks as though he feels Max should have carried on anyway. CP gets back to his feet now and he drags Uryu to the middle of the ring and tries to lift him into a brainbuster but Uryu lands behind and then he leaps into the air and nails a poisonrana that dumps Patricks on the back of his neck. CP rolls over on his knees as Uryu crashes into him with a shining wizard…

1.
….2
…………..kickout!

JT: These men are starting to tear strips off each other…

RJ: But we are no closer to finding a winner….they’re going hell for leather with their offense….

Uryu beckons Patricks up and looks for a springboard cutter but Patricks catches him and blocks before snapping off a crossrhodes. Patricks admires his handiwork for a second and now he rolls to the corner and launches himself onto the top rope. The crowd are making a huge amount of noise as Patricks launches himself high into the air and comes crashing down…

JT: PUZZLE SOLVER!

RJ: He hasn’t solved it yet….

Uryu moves at the last instant and sends Patricks crashing against the canvass and then rolling under the ropes to the outside. Uryu gets back up and Max tries to keep him inside…

RJ: Uryu usually one to follow the rules but I think Patricks has brought a different side of him…..OH MY!

Uryu runs the ropes and he comes back before sliding under the bottom rope (ala Rey Mysterio) and tries to spin Patricks into a tornado DDT but CP keeps his feet and just launches Uryu backwards against the ringside barrier. Patricks then drags Uryu forward and he suplexes him into the air before slamming him down, ribs first, across the steel steps. Uryu is left draped there as Max climbs out…

JT: Max should be counting here but he’s being extremely lenient….

RJ: He recognises that these men need to finish this….

Uryu is still across the steel steps as Max kneels down to try and talk to him. Patricks, showing no mercy, climbs up onto the ringside barrier now and he walks along before launching himself into a twisting legdrop (ala RVD) which crushes Ishida across the steps once more…

JT: That was utterly devastating…

RJ: For both men…it didn’t tickle for Patricks either….

JT: Max would be well within his rights to count both men out here…

RJ: He’s not going to do that, of that I am pretty sure…

Patricks hobbles back up and he shoves Max aside as he grabs Uryu and chucks him back in the ring. Uryu is hurting badly and just rolls over on his back….Patricks makes it to the top rope and he drives off with a devastating elbow drop (ala Perry Saturn) straight to the kidneys and spine of Uryu…..he rolls him over and makes the cover as Max gets back in…

1.
……2
………..3!

JT: That is as close as we have come…..Uryu showing heart, we know he has that in abundance…

RJ: But how much more can he take? Because Patricks is not going to let up….this is personal and there’s a world title shot on the line….

Patricks stands over Uryu and he mockingly ruffles his hair and slaps his head. He tells him to “stay down, fraud” before he runs off the ropes and comes charging back…

JT: DESTROY….

CP looks to nail the flipping piledriver but Uryu blocks and swipes the feet. He drops back now and catapults Patricks into the turnbuckle before nailing him with a backstabber as he stumbles back out. Uryu sucks in a deep breath as he staggers to the corner now and he climbs up…

RJ: PHOENIX SPLASH….NAILED HIM!

JT: Uryu needed something huge and he just got it…

One….
……..two……
…………………thr-kickout!

RJ: This is tremendous…..what a contest….

JT: Two men fighting to prove themselves…..they are worthy of a shot at any world championship in this company….

There is a big “Let’s go Uryu” chant now as the veteran rises to his feet. He grabs Patricks by the head and tries to pull him up but CP swings his head up now and butts Uryu in the face. Ishida staggers back to the corner and Patricks chases him in but Uryu spins around the ropes and nails a kick over the top…..Patricks staggers back as Uryu grabs the ropes and springboards back in…

JT: PHENOMENAL FO…

RJ: ENIGMA BOMB….HE CAUGHT HIM IN MIDAIR!!!

Uryu propels himself back into the ring for the flying forearm but Chris Patricks counters him in mid-flight by spinning him around into the “Sky High” powerbomb….there are stunned faced in the crowd as Patricks makes the cover and Max kneels down to count…

1.
….2
………3!

JT: How did he kick out?!?

RJ: Chris Patricks is asking the same thing….

Patricks’ eyes widen in shock as Uryu presses an arm off the mat in time to break the count. Max is already standing up as Patricks pushes his way to his feet and gets in the face of his best friend…

RJ: I get Patricks being frustrated here because that’s one of this biggest moves but I see no reason to get in Max’s face….there is nothing the referee could have done differently…

JT: Patricks was perhaps expecting some favourable treatment on the count speed…

Max doesn’t back down an inch and he makes sure to get two fingers right up and in Patricks’ face. CP sneers at Max and turns away from him in now before marching toward the opposite corner. He crouches down, making sure to stare at Max as he does so…

RJ: Is he? Yes I think he is…

JT: He’s going to steal one of Max’s biggest plays…..GORE!

Uryu leapfrogs the flying spear at the very last second as Patricks crashes against the turnbuckle and then staggers back out into an inverted DDT. Uryu heads to the corner now and he climbs up top before dropping up with a brutal meteora knee strike to his grounded opponent, driving his knees either side of the chest and shoulders of Patricks…

RJ: Uryu heading back for world honours…

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 12:06 pm

1……………….2……..Patricks kicks out. Uryu is on his feet again and he looks for the huge buzzsaw kick but Patricks ducks under it and then rises and lifts Ishida into an electric chair position. He walks him forward and then drops Uryu, throat first, across the top rope….Uryu staggers around and Patricks grabs hold of him…

JT: SKULL CRUSHING….

Uryu swivels his body and slams elbows into Patricks’ temple until he relinquishes and staggers to the corner. Uryu chases in but eats a big back elbow to the temple….he stumbles backward as Patricks starts to clamber up toward the top rope…

RJ: Both men so accomplished from on high….you start to wonder if this is how this match will end…

JT: IMPACT!

Uryu suddenly rushes forward and leaps up the ropes (ala Del Rio) and lashes an enzeguiri against the side of CP’s head, sitting him down on the top rope. The crowd are full of anticipation now as Ishida climbs up to join Patricks and then he drags him in close…

RJ: Uryu wants that Spanish Fly…..

Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Patricks rakes the eyes of Uryu to prevent the aerial assault and then shoves him off the ropes so he lands with legs either side of the ropes. Patricks perches and looks at Uryu, straddling the ropes, before he stands tall. Max is watching and looks like he wants to intervene but he steps back as CP leaps across and wraps his legs around Uryu’s neck….

JT: HEADSCISSORS TO THE OUTSIDE!

Crowd: Holy (beep) x10

RJ: Is that just the dislike between these two or the desire to be a world champion again?

JT: I’d wager both….Chris Patricks just took one hell of a risk…

The crowd are on their feet in disbelief as the big screens show the move over and over; Patricks ripping Uryu over the ropes with the headscissors which causes both men to land hard in the aisleway. Max is looking down at them both with concern but he refuses to initiate a count…

RJ: I think this is why Max put himself in charge of this contest; to ensure a legit finish…

JT: A normal referee might feel obliged to give a count here but Max knows what is at stake and how much these two men dislike one another….this match really does need a controversy-free finale…

Patricks grabs the ringside barrier and he is the first to reach a standing base. Uryu is clutching the bottom of his back and trying to use the apron to get up. He pulls himself onto the apron now as Patricks runs across with a drive-by style dropkick to the legs which wipes Uryu out again, causing him to land hard on the back of his neck on the apron. Ishida remains there as Patricks pulls himself onto the apron now. He backs toward the turnbuckle and perches on the outside of it….

RJ: I have absolutely no idea what the plan here is but it isn’t going to be good…

JT: Patricks looking a little disgruntled by some of the fans down there in the front row…

We can hear “Patricks sucks” chants on the live mics from a section of supporters to the left of the aisle. Patricks is looking over at them and it is clear he is unhappy with their reaction. This momentary distraction allows Uryu to stumble up on the apron and he crashes forward with a superkick to CP’s midsection….Patricks is badly winded as Uryu climbs up next to him now (both men on the outside of the turnbuckle)…

RJ: What is Uryu even thinking here? DEAR LORD ALMIGHTY!

JT: Cmon now, Max….you might not want to count but you’ve got to do something…

The Tottenham Stadium is rocking as Uryu pulls Patricks off the outside of the turnbuckle into a “Spanish Fly” which sends them both crashing down on the arena floor once more….they roll away in opposite directions as Max is forced to climb out and check on them both…

RJ: This is becoming extremely tough on both competitors….their bodies must be wracked in agony….

JT: Both men so desperate to one up the other and put themselves in the driving seat for a huge 2025….

RJ: But how much do they truly have left here? Because I’d wager that their gas tanks are fairly depleted….

JT: Max still won’t count, though…

Max stands in the aisleway with his hands on his hips and he listens to the roar of the crowd. He looks at Uryu and Patricks, both of whom are struggling, and then he grabs Uryu and slings him in the ring…..

RJ: What on earth?

Max seizes Patricks now and chucks him under the bottom rope as the crowd cheer. Max gets back in the ring now and he points at both men as if to say “It ends here”…

JT: Unorthodox as it may be that is sublime officiating in my book….

RJ: Max wants a winner….just like all of us…

Uryu and Patricks both make it back to a knee and they look at each other before both turning their gaze to Max. Max looks at them both…

Max: It ends here…so do what you’ve got to!

JT: That sounds like Max is happy for whatever here…

RJ: The way he has officiated so far would indicate that…

Patricks and Uryu rise now and they meet head on before trading with right hands and forearms. Each blow is met by a roar from the audience….Patricks seems to stun Uryu with a big time forearm but then Uryu nails a spinning backfist and CP is staggered. Uryu follows up with another calf kick and then he pulls him into the middle of the ring and tries to scoop him on his shoulders…

JT: Patricks went for the “Gore” earlier and I think Uryu is attempting the “Cyclone”…

Patricks smashes his elbow repeatedly into the jaw of Uryu and frees himself. He dropkicks Uryu’s knees out from under him, felling him into a crouched position, before he runs the ropes..

RJ: STOMP!

Patricks leaps up for the huge footstomp but Uryu avoids at the final second and he rolls Patricks up……………..1……………….2………….kickout. They scramble up and Uryu runs the ropes again and returns with a slingblade takedown. Patricks wobbles back to a vertical base and Uryu whips him to the corner….he follows in but Patricks uses the ropes to propel himself up and over…

JT: Uryu caught him…he scouted what Patricks intended to do….OH WOW!

Uryu catches Patricks on his shoulders and then he whips him around and drills him with a DDT. Patricks is flat out and the audience are making a huge amount of noise as Uryu crawls his way to the corner now and starts to drag himself up. Max takes a step back as Uryu sets his feet and he launches through the air…

RJ: SPLIT SECOND!

Patricks throws his knees up, the only option available to him, as Uryu lands across them and bounces away in agony. Patricks spits in frustration as he gets back to his feet now and he waits for Uryu to get up before he scoops him into a tombstone position. He looks at Max before he throws Uryu upward and drives him down across his knees…

JT: The hell was that?

RJ: “The Tenchi Crash”….I don’t think we have ever seen that move before…

JT: Uryu will hope he never sees it again….that could have broken his face….

Patricks shoves Uryu over and he covers him………………………..1……………………..2……………….Uryu almost spasms a kickout, barely able to lift his arm. Patricks looks at Max…

RJ: Is Patricks going to lash out here?

JT: He’d be a fool to….this isn’t on Max….

Patricks stands, hands on hips, and he squares up to Max. Max looks at his friend and is telling him that it was a legit kickout. Patricks looks disgusted but then shrugs his shoulders and turns away and wallops a crunching boot into Uryu’s ribs (now on all fours). He drops on top of Uryu now and rains down with hard punches to the face until Max is forced to intervene and drag Patricks off…

Patricks: You’re going to protect him? Are you serious? That suit has changed you….what a f***ing joke…

RJ: Max doing his job but Patricks does not see it that way…

JT: Max has been more than fair so far in this match…..he just wasn’t willing to watch Patricks dish out street justice…

Uryu is flat on the canvass, swelling and bruising around his eye, as Patricks looks down at him and then decides to head for the corner. He goes up high and he kisses each of his wrists before propelling himself into the five star frogsplash….

RJ: PUZZLE SOLVER!

Uryu returns the favour by blasting his knees upward and they explode into the midsection of Patricks on the way down. CP is in agony and clutching at his ribs as Uryu struggles up and he grabs Patricks’ arm…

RJ: SUNSET….THIS COULD BE IT!

JT: Uryu fighting through the pain and now he might take Chris Patricks’ arm home as a trophy….

The audience roar as Uryu flips over into the bridged Fujiwara armbar. Max is down on his knees and asking Patricks if he wants to give up but he screams “NO” over and over as he tries to squirm his way to the ropes. Uryu is really torquing on the arm of his opponent…

RJ: Chris Patricks is in a whole world of pain right now….the human body can only withstand so much…

JT: Tapping out to Uryu at Born in Fire would be a very hard pill to swallow…

Max is again trying to interact with Patricks but CP slaps his hand away and continues to try and twist his body toward the ropes. Uryu’s body is bridged perfectly but he is shaking from the effort…

RJ: Only so long Uryu can stay in that position before his body gives up too….

JT: But will that be before Patricks’ arm snaps?

Patricks is face down on the canvass, his yells of pain becoming less pronounced as he fades, but he manages to twist his body around and reach out with his foot….

RJ: Max is calling it….Patricks’ foot is under the ropes…

Uryu releases the hold and lets out a sigh. Patricks rolls to the outside again, cradling his arm, as Uryu looks to Max. Adamson assures Uryu there was no tap…..Ishida nods his head and he heads for the corner and climbs up the ropes. Patricks is resting against the ringside barrier…

JT: Uryu about to take a huge risk here…

RJ: It is Born in Fire…

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 12:11 pm

Uryu leaps from the top rope to the outside in an attempt a crossbody but Patricks pulls himself away from the ringside barrier, having scouted Uryu’s movement, and sends his opponent crashing against the solid wall. Uryu is doubled up in agony, clutching at his ribcage as Patricks grabs him and launches him back in the ring….Max heads over to Uryu and kneels down next to him, asking him if he really wants to carry on…

JT: Max trying to show some mercy here….Uryu has to be in a bad way after that landing…

RJ: Look at Patricks on the apron, he looks furious…

Patricks cannot believe Max is showing any kind of sympathy and he drops down off the apron to head around to the announce area. He grabs a steel chair now…

JT: Patricks is going to walk straight into a DQ here…just like he did at Survival…

RJ: I think he’s more interested in teaching Uryu a lesson….

Patricks rolls in the ring with the weapon now and Max makes a beeline for him. He grabs at the weapon but CP rags the chair out of Max’s hands…Max rolls his eyes and shrugs now…

JT: Max is gonna let him?

RJ: VAN DAMINATOR!

The crowd cheer as Uryu suddenly springs up and nails a spinning heel kick, smashing the chair into Patricks’ face. Max throws his hands up as if to indicate “do what you need”….and then he lets Patricks back up and he grabs his head before running toward the ropes…

JT: DIAMOND DUST!

Uryu drills CP into the canvass and pulls both of his legs up to make the cover……………..1………………….2……………shoulder up!

RJ: I really thought that would have been it….Patricks took one heck of a hit with that steel chair…

JT: But he’s a tough SOB, no doubts….two world title reigns should teach us that….

Uryu staggers up and falls into the ropes. He looks out at the roaring crowd and then he sees Patricks trying to get up. He grabs his arm and tries to drag him back down into the “Sunset” armbar but Patricks stands his ground and then drags Uryu toward him..

RJ: ENIGMA…

Patricks looks to push Uryu up into the air for the “Sky High” but Uryu wraps his legs around CP’s neck and sends him flying in to the corner. Ishida chases in now and scores with a crunching shining wizard. Patricks slumps down into a seated position as Uryu quickly heads over toward the opposite corner and clambers up top…

JT: What is Uryu planning here?

RJ: He’s going COAST TO COAST!

Flashbulbs go off as Uryu flies through the air for the corner to corner dropkick but Patricks rolls under the ropes at the last moment and Uryu lands, brutally, against the turnbuckle. Patricks clambers back on the apron now and he springboards back in with a legdrop……………….1…………………….2………………..shoulder up!

JT: How much more can these men endure?

Patricks looks angered and turns toward the steel chair but Max kicks it from the ring. He looks at CP and says “Prove you’re better”. Patricks spits in frustration and he beckons Uryu before scooping him on his shoulders for the “Michinoku Driver” but Uryu wriggles off the back and shoves Patricks into Max….Max grabs Patricks at the last second to prevent any impact and they glare at one another as Uryu leaps forward for the superkick to the back of CP’s head…

RJ: OH GOD!!!

Whether intentional or not Max shoves Patricks aside and ends up eating the superkick flush in the face. He drops into the ropes, holding his cheek, as Uryu looks stunned by what he has done. He is then spun around and Patricks kicks him right between the legs…

JT: Patricks showing absolutely no mercy….that should be a DQ…

RJ: Max can’t see it….he got kicked right in the face….

JT: WHAT A DESTROYER!

Uryu is bent double from the low blow and Patricks runs the ropes and nails him with the flipping piledriver in the middle of the ring. Max is still recovering as Patricks rushes to the corner now and he climbs up high…

RJ: PUZZLE SOLVER!

JT: Max has no clue how Patricks has made this possible…

1.
..
..
….2
..
..
………………3!

RJ: Chris Patricks is the #1 Contender…..

JT: And what did he do to earn that?

RJ: He took full advantage of the opportunity presented to him….like that decision or not…

JT: Let’s look at that replay again….because if you watch Max almost pushes Patricks out of the way of the superkick…

RJ: Whether that is instinct from years of teaming together or perhaps he was just annoyed with Patricks clattering into him…I have no idea…

JT: But it took Max out of the picture for a few seconds and Patricks pounced….a low blow, destroyer and the “Puzzle Solver”….nobody is kicking out of that trifecta…

Patricks is jubilant as he stands and fist pumps the air. Large sections of the crowd are booing as Max, rubbing his jaw, grabs CP’s wrist and raises it to the audience. Patricks frees himself of Max’s grasp now and he nods his head before motioning a belt around his waist….”I told you” are the first words Patricks utters to Max…

RJ: Chris Patricks leaves here tonight with a world title opportunity on the horizon…

JT: After a classic….dispute the result, many people will, but there are no doubts that this match delivered all ends up….

RJ: This was worthy of crowning a new #1 contender…

Patricks points to himself again and then he steps through the ropes and makes his way toward the aisleway. Max looks down at Uryu now and he crouches down to see if he’s ok…

JT: Uryu’s views on what has gone down here will be interesting to hear…

Patricks looks back at Max and Uryu now, a huge grin on his face, and we hear him say “Leave the fraud, Max….he’s not worthy” before backing away up the ramp. Uryu is on his knees now and he looks up at Max with confusion and something else…

RJ: Is Uryu angry with Max?

JT: He might want an explanation…his world title aspirations just disappeared…

RJ: This one might not be over…

JT: I think Chris Patricks believes it is…

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 12:23 pm

*We see Daniel Reilly backstage with Oliver Keane. Reilly is shifting the EWF Championship belt onto his shoulder as Tim Allen rushes over to get an update on the contract situation. Angus Plague steps in front of the interviewer before he can get there and he rethinks his efforts before scurrying away. Perfect Jack walks into shot now.

Reilly: Tonight we show the world why Revolution is the most dominant stable in all of professional wrestling....Angus, you have already made us proud.....now it's my turn to lead by example....Jack; I know you'll take care of Harris...

*PJ nods at this

Reilly: And after I win tonight I am going to spread the Revolution message far and wide....I'm taking this championship international and this company will rue the day they undervalued me....but never fear because plans are already in place, I will not leave you under strength....this is, after all, a Revolution....and already there are those who side with our cause....

*PJ smirks at this as Reilly tags hands with him and heads for Gorilla. Oliver Keane steps out of shot and is seen on the phone

*The scene changes now and we see Geoff Steel doing his final prep (the crowd go wild at the sight of him on the big screen) before we see Dicey Reilly. Dicey downs a shot with Jack & Jill before hugging Diesel and heads out for Gorilla whilst they shout "AND THE NEW".

GazzyD then comes into focus and he watches a video of him winning the 6CW Championship last year at Born in Fire.

Gazzy: You've got a lot to prove, Gazzy.....

*He pulls out a picture of Willow and Christy. He kisses it

Gazzy: Tonight is for you two....

*Gazzy exits the dressing room as we see a hooded figure step out from the shower area.

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 12:53 pm

Bout 4
EWF Global Championship
Daniel Reilly vs Dicey Reilly vs GazzyD vs Geoff Steel

ding ding

Michael Bird: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a fatal four way match for the EWF GLOBAL CHAMPIONSHIP!

*Crowd pop

RJ: First of four world championship bouts here this evening...

JT: And the first time the EWF Championship has ever been defended at Born in Fire....

"Limelight" echoes out and the audience goes wild as silver pyros explode across the stage and GazzyD launches through a trapdoor, landing in a kneeling position...

MB: Introducing the challengers....first, from Manchester, England........weighing in at 221 pounds......the history maker.....Gaaaaaaaaazzzzzzzzzyyyyyy DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!

JT: GazzyD ended last year's Born in Fire as 6CW Champion...he would love history to repeat itself here tonight...

RJ: It has been a torrid twelve months as Gazzy has fought to break the spell of Edward Plague.....he seems to be out of the woods on that front but he is being pursued by mystery assailants...

JT: I have a nasty suspicion that Edward Plague is not done with Gazzy yet....one has to believe Plague is behind the recent attacks on Gazzy and he has not returned alone....

RJ: That will be playing on Gazzy's mind, for sure, but he needs his focus on this match....Gazzy is a big game player and he has a real chance here to secure a fourth world title reign...

Gazzy walks around ringside and tags hands with the fans before he climbs up inside. He smiles in acknowledgement of their support for "Born to fight" booms out to a sensational reception...

JT: The Irish are out in force tonight...

MB: From Dublin, Ireland..........weighing in at 240 pounds........Diiiiiiiiccceeeeeeyyyyyyyy Reeeeeeeiiiiiilllllllllllllyyyyyy!

RJ: A man who is no stranger to the biggest nights and the biggest matches....he headlined Born in Fire in 2013....he's a Hall of Famer, a multi-time world champion....but the question remains; is Dicey Reilly's best a thing of the past?

JT: I don't believe it for a second....at Night of Glory he showed he can beat Daniel Reilly...he pinned him again just last month....Dicey is one of the GOATs and I think he could roll it back tonight....he's my pick....

There is a sea of green and gold as Dicey walks out on the stage and raises his arms in the air, sending pyros exploding behind him. He marches to the ring now and climbs inside before, respectfully, touching knuckles with GazzyD...

RJ: So much respect between two of the pioneers of 6CW...

JT: All four of these men helped make 6CW what it was....that is another facet of this incredible match....

The crowd are already split in their support and there is even more division now as "CUT MY LIFE INTO PIECES.....THIS IS MY LAST RESORT" rips through the airwaves...

MB: From Sheffield, England......weighing in at 259 pounds......the Xtreme Champion........Geeeeeeeeooooffff Steeeeeeeeeeeeelllll!

RJ: Steel's Xtreme Championship will not be on the line tonight but he has the huge opportunity to leave as a double champion...

JT: Very rare throughout history but Steel is more than capable....in fact I do believe this is Steel in his prime...

RJ: I'm inclined to agree......Steel and Daniel Reilly has become a feud for the ages but it is the issues between Steel and Dicey that have got people talking coming into this one...

JT: Let's be honest, RJ, we all want to see it....two of the best and there is barely a PPV meeting between them....it's one of the biggest matches available and 6CWF need to act on that...

RJ: It would be even bigger if one of them leaves tonight as world champion...

Steel nods his head in appreciation of the fans' support and he heads for the ring. He inclines his head at Gazzy, who returns the gesture, and then he stands in front of Dicey as he unstraps the Xtreme belt from around his waist....

JT: Steel wants it....I think Dicey does too....

RJ: Damn right he does....not every bout has to be built on hatred, there is some real respect there but the world wants to know who the superior man is...

Steel passes his belt out to the timekeeper before "Broken Dreams" echoes out to tumultuous boos. Red pyros accompany the arrival of the champion...

MB: And their opponent......from Birmingham, England.......weighing in at 196 pounds......he is the reigning and defending EWF Global Champion.............Daaaannnnnnniiieeeeeeellllllllllllll Reeeeeeeeiiiiillllllllllllllllyyyyyyyy!

RJ: The "King of the Streets"....the reigning champion....but is this Reilly's final night in 6CWF?

JT: His contract is up at midnight and he hasn't re-signed.....Reilly says he will retain tonight and walk out of 6CWF with the world title...

RJ: Can 6CWF really afford to let that happen?

JT: They really need someone to stop Reilly from winning tonight...

RJ: Easier said than done....this is another man, without doubt, in his prime....Reilly's form has been sensational....the leader of Revolution....this is a huge moment for this company and for Daniel Reilly....

Reilly stands at the base of the ring and he breathes in the crowd's boos whilst he smirks. He unclasps the belt from around his waist and holds it in the air before slowly entering the ring. He walks from challenger to challenger, holding the belt in their faces, before the referee moves in to push him away...

JT: The ref doesn't want this one exploding before the bell..

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 12:54 pm

RJ: I’ve said it before and I will reiterate it right now; card position means absolutely nothing in the 6CWF….because this match right here, this is special….this is huge…

JT: As someone who cut their teeth in 6CW I can corroborate that…..four of the biggest 6CW stars of all time….four “pillars” of one of the greatest wrestling companies to ever exist…

RJ: This is what nights like Born in Fire are all about….this is historic and the 60k plus inside this stadium know it…

JT: 10 world championship reigns between them…..four men who have trailblazed….this is monumental….

The crowd are making a raucous noise and there is so much split in their support. The only man being booed is the defending champion but he doesn’t seem to care. He marches into the centre of the ring now and begins jabbing his finger in the faces of his challengers whilst running his mouth…

Reilly: There’s only one King in this company……and tonight I’m beating you all and I’m walking out with that belt…nobody is going to st….

JT: That stopped him…

Dicey suddenly clocks the champion with a huge right hand and then Geoff Steel delivers the same punishment. Gazzy cracks Reilly in the face with a forearm and the champion is staggered…Dicey and Steel both step forward, simultaneously, and they look at one another before delivering a massive double clothesline to send Reilly crashing to the outside…

JT: Reilly might have to take a backseat for now…

RJ: Folks it is key to remember, also, that Daniel Reilly’s contract ends at midnight….and he has vowed to leave the company with the EWF Championship….

Dicey and Steel turn on one another now and there is a deafening roar from the audience. The two fan favourites square up to each other…

JT: This has been bubbling for weeks now….the whole world wants to know…

RJ: GAZZY DIDN’T COME TO MAKE UP NUMBERS!

They both turn, suddenly, as Gazzy leaps from the top rope with a missile dropkick to take them down. Dicey misses with a clothesline as he staggers up and Gazzy takes him off his feet with a spinning heel kick…..he tries to get Steel in place for the “Downtown” (Skull Crushing Finale) but Steel swings free and pulls Gazzy onto his shoulders….

JT: ATTITUDE….

Gazzy spins his body and counters with a headscissors takedown. Steel gets back up and Gazzy lifts him into an inverted atomic drop before running him into a one-handed bulldog. The audience rise to their feet and show their love for GazzyD…

RJ: What a start this has been by GazzyD…..LIONSAULT!

Gazzy thunders down on Steel’s chest with the moonsault before Reilly returns to the fray. He drags Gazzy up and launches him to the outside before covering Steel…………………1…………….2…………….shoulder up!

JT: Reilly was looking for the quick steal here….

RJ: He should know better than that this match is going to be a quick process….

Reilly stands and he stomps down on Steel now, keeping him grounded. He drops onto his chest and lands hard right hands to the face before bouncing off the ropes and returning with a leaping knee to the face. Reilly drags Steel up and he hits a big vertical suplex……

JT: The Daniel Reilly-Geoff Steel rivalry has become legendary, in my book, over the last year…

RJ: This time last year they met for the European Championship at Born in Fire XI….fast forward a year and it’s the world championship….I believe these two men have found a “nemesis” in one another….

Reilly sits for a minute and nods his head before getting back up. He taunts the crowd before he drags Steel into position and tries to flip him into a fallout neckbreaker. Steel lands on his feet, however, and he swipes Reilly’e legs from under him as the crowd roar in approval…

JT: STEELWORKS!

Reilly thrashes from side to side and is able to launch Steel across the canvass. He quickly scrambles back up to his feet and he pounces, immediately….

RJ: RKO!

Steel puts on the brakes and shoves Reilly away, straight into a huge backdrop to the outside from Dicey Reilly. The crowd’s roar returns as Dicey and Steel step to each other again…

JT: Like we said; this is what the crowd wants to see…..it’s a question never really answered in the history of 6CW…

The two men exchange some words and now the fists begin to the fly. The crowd are torn in their support as Steel begins to rock Dicey back on his haunches with the heavier shots. He grabs his wrist now and looks for an Irish whip but Dicey is able to reverse it and he sends Steel across the ring before leaping up and taking him down with a Lou Thesz Press…..

RJ: Dicey throwing them piston-like right hands tonight….he wants a fourth world championship reign….

Dicey stands up and beats his chest before he ushers Steel to his feet and he delivers a boot to the midsection…

JT: CRAIC…

Steel swipes Dicey’s feet now and he tries to twist him into the liontamer but Dicey is able to boot him backwards into the corner. Dicey gets back up and he charges in for a splash but Steel drives out with a sharp elbow to the jaw…..Dicey stumbles backward as Steel lifts himself onto the second rope and leaps off with an axe handle attempt….

RJ: HE LEARNED THAT FROM KEITH LEONE…

JT: A man they both know very well…

Dicey gets his boot up into Steel’s gut as he comes down through the air and then he smashes him into the canvass with a double armed DDT……………..1……………………..2……………..Daniel Reilly rags Dicey off the cover and applies the anklelock in the middle of the ring….

RJ: Reilly is a man possessed tonight….he is not messing around…

JT: He’d love to cause a potential career-threatening injury to Dicey on his way out of the door….

RJ: Another rivalry that has lived through the ages…

Dicey’s yells fill the air as Reilly rags and tears at the ankle, twisting it at an horrific angle. The referee is asking him if he wants to give it up but Dicey shakes his head and scrambles for the ropes….

JT: Dicey is having flashbacks to Beachfront Brawl…

RJ: He didn’t tap that night but he did pass out against Perfect Jack…..can Revolution do it again?

Dicey’s arm is shaking as he reaches for the ropes again but Reilly pulls him back toward centre and ups the pressure. Dicey’s face is slumped into the mat…

JT: I have real concern for Dicey Reilly here….he might have no choice but to tap out…

RJ: GAZZYD!

The audience roar as Gazzy springboards back in the ring from nowhere and he twists Daniel Reilly into a tornado DDT, dumping him right on top of his head. He pulls the champion toward the ropes…

JT: STARSHIP PAIN!

Gazzy nails the split-legged moonsault now and he hooks the leg………………..1………………………2…………………Reilly kicks out.

RJ: Gazzy thought he had another world title in the bag….

JT: So did the audience…..

Gazzy gets back up to a vertical base now and he wills Daniel Reilly to rise before he droves a boot into the stomach and hooks his arms in place….

RJ: DEEP IMPACT!

Reilly struggles and then whips Gazzy’s legs out from under him and he catapults him to the corner. Gazzy, showing fleet footedness, lands on the middle ropes and then he backflips….

JT: STYLIN’ DDT!

Cheers ring around the Spurs stadium as Gazzy plants Reilly with the exceptional backflip DDT and then he heads for the corner again. He clambers high, flashbulbs going off all around….

RJ: SPIRAL TAP!

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 12:56 pm

Gazzy throws himself into the sensational corkscrew attack from on high and he crawls over to drop an arm on the chest of the champion…
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JT: Daniel Reilly is barely holding on here…..

RJ: GazzyD is a man possessed….

JT: Look, RJ…

There are murmurs now from the crowd as we see three hooded figures moving through the audience and arriving in the front row. The middle figure is much taller than the others and they just stand and stare up at the ring….

RJ: These have to be the men who brutally assaulted Gazzy back in Poland….

JT: Harbingers of doom sent by Edward Plague…

RJ: We don’t have proof on that yet…

JT: Cmon now, RJ…..OH MY LORD!

Gazzy spots the hoods now and he shakes his head as he rushes to the corner. The crowd cannot believe it as Gazzy reaches the top and he throws himself from the turnbuckle and across the ringside area into the front row with a senton takedown…

Crowd: HOLY (BEEP) x20

RJ: GAZZYD….THE HUMAN HIGHLIGHT REEL!

JT: Gazzy never backs down from a fight….even when he probably should…

The referee leaps from the ring and he looks concerned as we see the replays that show Gazzy’s back clattering the ringside barrier before he makes impact with the “Hoods”. The official makes a call for some medics to come down and check on Gazzy’s condition….

JT: That landing was nasty…..I admire Gazzy’s bravery….

RJ: His whole body bent as it hit the barrier….

The crowd look worried and there are “Let’s go Gazzy” chants as the medics check on his condition. The cameras switch back to the ring now as Daniel Reilly is pulling himself back onto his feet and Geoff Steel beckons him around…

JT: Reilly thought he’d escaped Gazzy’s onslaught but he’s got two more challengers gunning for him…….ATTITUDE…

RJ: RKO!

The crowd are stunned but they have to applaud the ingenuity as Reilly counters the “AA” into the “RKO”. He splatters Steel into the canvass and he scrambles over to make the cover…

JT: That was the Born in Fire of all counters…..

RJ: Daniel Reilly is going to pull this off….

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JT: CRAICDOWN!

The whole arena is shaking as Dicey lifts Reilly up and he drills him with the cradled piledriver…..
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RJ: STEEL STOPPED THE PIN!

The referee’s hand is coming down for the three as Steel just manages to turn over and break the pin. Dicey looks at Steel now and the anger is clear on his face…

JT: Dicey felt he had the win…..

RJ: And Steel prevented that….

Dicey grabs Steel now and drags him up before shoving him backward. He points down at Reilly and indicates that Steel cost him. Steel is groggy but he shakes his head and shoves Dicey back…

JT: This is every man for themselves….only one can leave as the EWF Champion…

The two men exchange a couple of more pushes before more punches begin to fly. Dicey dodges a right hand and snaps off a three punch combo that ends with an uppercut. He whips Steel to the corner now and follows in with a big time clothesline. He smashes a back elbow into Steel’s jaw and lifts him up onto the ropes….

RJ: This is getting precarious for both men now….

JT: Any move from up there is going to cause serious damage….OH MY!

Dicey is looking for the superplex but Steel unloads with devastating hooks to the body, winding Dicey, and then he succeeds in scooping him up and slams him down to the mat below. Dicey rolls over on the mat, holding his back, as Steel sets his feet….

JT: Steel going high risk….he’s gonna fly……NAILED HIM!

RJ: STRAIGHT TO THE HEART!

Steel soars through the air and almost caves Dicey’s chest with the thunderous headbutt. Steel’s supporters are on their feet as he drops his arm over Dicey…

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JT: So, so close….I thought we had a new champion….

RJ: Geoff Steel finding out, first hand, all about the legendary toughness of Dicey Reilly…

Steel wipes sweat from his brow and curses his luck as he staggers back to his feet. He looks down at Dicey and shakes his head before storming back to the corner again…

JT: Steel seems to believe this flying headbutt is the key to winning the title…

RJ: The top rope is not his forte, however….this is a massive risk…

He reaches the top again but Dicey has staggered to his feet and lands a right hand. He climbs onto the turnbuckle now and they slug it out until Dicey slams his head against Steel’s eyesocket. The Xtreme Champ is groggy and then Dicey scoops him on his back…

JT: AVALANCHE WHITE NOISE!

The stadium rises in awe as Dicey gets Steel up and drops off the top rope with the back to belly piledriver. Dicey sucks in a deep breath now as he rolls over and drapes an arm…

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RJ: STEEL LIVES ON….

JT: Boy was that close….I saw a couple of fans celebrating there…

RJ: Almost as premature as Kamala Harris fans…

JT: Did JJ write that line?

RJ: Someone said it through the earpiece….

Dicey falls into the ropes as he gets up and he gazes around at the fantastic support. Massive “Let’s go Dicey” chants fill the air as he turns now and watches Geoff Steel crawling toward the corner. Dicey looks down at the kneebrace on his leg (courtesy of Perfect Jack) and then he charges forward…

JT: HANGOVER CURE!

Steel drops out of the ring before Dicey can make contact with the running knee strike. The Irishman is suddenly spun around…

RJ: RKO!

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 1:02 pm

Dicey counters into a backslide………………..1………………2……….kickout. They get back up and Reilly lands with a hard forearm strike and looks for an Irish whip but Dicey reverses and sends the champion off the ropes. Dicey lowers his head for a backdrop but Reilly kicks him in the face on the return and then runs into a clothesline attempt….

JT: Dicey dodged that…..CRAIC….

Reilly shuffles back to the ropes, sensing the immediate danger, and he backdrops Dicey over the top to the outside (near the announce desks). Reilly then runs the ropes and comes back in search of a baseball slide….

RJ: Dicey knew what was coming…..BOOM!

Dicey sidesteps the baseball slide attempt and then he runs through Reilly and clotheslines him onto and over the “Japanese” announce desk. The crowd cheer as Dicey rips the covers off the table now…

JT: No Xtreme match tonight but Dicey is making sure we get a taste…

RJ: That should be Geoff Steel’s job as the lead in the division….but we know Dicey wants that position too….

Dicey drags Reilly up and smashes his head off the desk now, leaving him slumped there, before he pulls out one of the monitors. Reilly is groggy now as Dicey beckons him up and he swings the monitor at him….

JT: NOT WHAT DICEY WAS LOOKING FOR!!!

Reilly ducks the impact with the monitor and then he lifts Dicey into a back suplex position and drops him, spine first, across the table (ala Randy Orton)….the champion staggers away and he drags the steel steps out of their holding and toward the announce desk…

RJ: What does Daniel Reilly have planned here?

JT: I really don’t know but it spells disaster for Dicey Reilly and his aspirations of being champion at the end….

Reilly starts to walk up the steps now and he looks down on Dicey as he prepares his next move but suddenly Geoff Steel whips his legs out from under him and causes him to land, heavily, on his chest and midsection…..Steel raises an arm to the crowd as he walks up the steps now and he scoops Reilly on his shoulders…

JT: What is…..OH MY GOD!

RJ: GEOFF STEEL JUST DESTROYED DICEY & DANIEL REILLY…..BORN IN FIRE XII….ALL IN THE NAME OF BECOMING WORLD CHAMPION!

The cheers are in ripple around the stadium as Steel launches Reilly off his shoulders with the “Attitude Adjustment” that lands him on top of Dicey and ploughs them both through the announce table…..Steel stands there for a moment, soaking up his actions, before he drops off the steps and he drags Reilly out of the wreckage….he tosses the champion back in the ring…

JT: Geoff Steel said tonight would be his and he would prove that he belongs at the top of the mountain….

RJ: Nothing stopping him now….

Reilly has blood down his back (must have caught himself on the table debris) as he struggles to get his feet back underneath him and he stumbles straight into Geoff Steel’s path…

JT: BLADECUTTER!

RJ: SHEFFIELD, STAND UP….

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JT: SPRINGBOARD 450!

Nobody can quite believe it as GazzyD springboards back into the ring and breaks up the pinfall at the final instant, the referee’s hand barely an inch from the canvass. Gazzy looks in a terrible way but he stumbles back up to his feet….

RJ: I have no idea where the hell Gazzy came from or how he’s still in this match…

JT: His back could be broken for all we know…

RJ: Spinal….

JT: Oh be quiet…. Laugh

Gazzy slumps against the ropes, huge sections of the crowd cheering and chanting his name, as Geoff Steel looks up at him with a rueful smile. Steel shakes his head…

RJ: Geoff Steel knows that GazzyD is a warrior….they’ve shared this stage with one another before….

JT: But Steel is still the fresher man….still more in the tank….you have to fancy his chances here….

Steel crawls up as Gazzy stands, defiantly, and beckons him on. They meet in the centre of the ring now and Steel misses with a right hand as Gazzy explodes with backhand chops and forearm strikes. He looks for an Irish whip but Steel is too powerful and reverses it. Gazzy comes back and dodges a clothesline before handspringing off the opposite side…

RJ: CAUGHT HIM….FULL NELSON!

Steel anticipates Gazzy on the comeback and looks to nail the full nelson slam but Gazzy locks his heels and rolls forward into a pinning combo…………………1…………….2……………kickout. They scramble up again and Gazzy looks to leapfrog but Steel catches him on his shoulders…

JT: POWER…

Steel whirls Gazzy around for the powerbomb attempt but Gazzy swivels his body and counters with a poisonrana. Steel staggers back up in the corner now as Gazzy thunders into him with a helluva kick, sending spray and sweat flying from Steel’s head and mouth…..Steel is out on his feet as Gazzy drags him out to the centre of the ring…

RJ: Five minutes ago if you’d told me GazzyD was walking out as EWF Champion I’d of sold you some magic beans to go with that…

JT: He’s right on the cusp…..DEEP IMPACT!

Steel fights against Gazzy’s grip, blocking the hold, and then he swings his body around and lifts Gazzy up on his shoulders….

RJ: ATTITUDE….

Gazzy lands on his feet and immediately leaps backward and cracks Steel with a pele kick. He gets back up now and kicks Steel in the gut…

JT: Changed it up….STYLES CLASH!

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 1:03 pm

Gazzy drills Steel into the canvass and he rolls him over for the cover……………1……………….2……………Reilly comes off the top rope and lands a frogsplash onto the cover to break it up…

RJ: The world champion keeps it alive…

JT: This is insane…

RJ: The first of four world championship matches tonight and the bar is being set so high…

The crowd are whipping up a deafening “This is awe-some” chant. Daniel Reilly struggles to his feet now and he beckons Gazzy up to his feet and dives at him…

JT: RKO!

RJ: DOWNTOWN!

Gazzy puts the lock on and drills Reilly with the “skull crushing finale”. Gazzy sees Steel getting up so he runs to the ropes and springs off them into a crossbody…

JT: STEEL CAUGHT HIM….OH MY LORD!

Steel demonstrates his strength as he catches Gazzy in his arms and he drills him with three rib-breakers before he spins him up onto his shoulders and charges him into a sensational “Bulldog” powerslam…

RJ: Steel’s gonna get that second reign…

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JT: OH MY!

The staredown is huge between the two fan favourites. Steel is clearly gutted that his chance of becoming world champion just disappeared but Dicey clocks him with a right hand before he can saying anything. Steel responds with a punch of his own but then Dicey drives a knee into Steel’s stomach and launches his head against the ringpost….Steel stumbles over and drops against the steel steps…

JT: HANGOVER CURE…..GOOD GOD!

Dicey smashes his knee into Steel’s head and crushes his skull against the solid steel, leaving the Xtreme Champ down and out. Dicey staggers away now and he pulls himself up onto the apron as Reilly staggers around…

RJ: CATAPULT SHOULDER….DICEY IS COOKING….

JT: WILL IRISH EYES BE SMILING TONIGHT?!?

Dicey gets back up now and he grabs Reilly by the head before dragging him into place…

JT: CRAIC…

Dicey’s legs are swiped by Reilly and the world champion attempts to synch in the anklelock but Dicey propels himself into a forward roll. Reilly slams into the turnbuckle and comes back out into an inverted headlock suplex….Dicey gets up and raises an arm to the audience…

RJ: Dicey Reilly’s career was left in tatters at Beachfront Brawl but we should know by now that you never count this man out….he’s a hall of famer for a reason…

JT: One of the best to ever do it….

Dicey looks from Reilly to Gazzy and back again as he waits for the first man to rise. Gazzy is the first to start reaching a vertical base and Dicey grabs him by the head….

RJ: CRAICDOWN!

Gazzy swipes Dicey’s legs and he bridges over the top………………1……………………..2…………shoulder up. They get back up and Dicey sidesteps before sending Gazzy toward the corner….Gazzy leaps onto the middle rope and he feints to twist back which causes Dicey to drop in anticipation….Gazzy then nails the “starship pain” off the ropes onto the prone Irishman….

JT: Gazzy sold the perfect dummy right there….

Dicey is groggy as he makes it back to his feet and Gazzy drags him into place….

RJ: HISTORY MAKER!

Gazzy nails the inverted twist of fate, sending roaring cheers around the arena…………………..1………………..2………….Dicey throws his shoulder off the mat!

JT: How close can you be?

RJ: These men have to be running on fumes at this point….

Gazzy sags back on the canvass and can barely believe it. He has no idea that Reilly is behind him in full blown stalk mode and he waits for Gazzy to turn around…

JT: RKO….GOT HIM!

RJ: Reilly’s gonna retain….he’s walking out of the company…

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JT: Look at the blood on Steel’s face?

RJ: That was the knee from Dicey….but Steel is up and now he’s on the brink…

JT: The epitome of Xtreme is heading for the summit once again….

Reilly tries to thrash from side to side but Steel’s grip is firm and he gets Reilly over on his front before driving the knee into the spine….Reilly’s screams of agony fill the air as he reaches out for the ropes but cannot get anywhere near them…..the champion’s back is arched at an horrific angle as the referee kneels down to ask him if he wants to give it up…

RJ: I’m not sure Reilly can last much longer here….his body is being tortured, Steel might break him in two…

JT: I think that’s the aim….

Steel lets out a roar of determination as he pulls back even further and increases the pressure on the spine of the champion…

RJ: Reilly wanted his big send-off tonight but I don’t think he’s going to get it….

JT: CROSSFACE CHICKENWING!

Reilly looks like he is just about to tap out when Dicey seizes Steel from behind and immediately drags him to the canvass, wrapping his legs around the midsection, as he applies the submission….Steel’s head is leaking copious amounts of blood…

RJ: Steel had absolutely no idea what was coming….

JT: And he’s gone from the cusp of victory to losing this match….

RJ: THE HELL IS ANGUS PLAGUE DOING HERE?!?

The crowd boo as we see the huge form of Angus Plague walking down the ramp. Dicey is still tugging on Steel’s head and neck, looking to get him to pass out, as Plague pulls himself up on the apron….

JT: Steel’s passed out….he must have…

RJ: The referee is too busy trying to get Angus Plague off the apron…

The official is trying to get AP down as Dicey looks over and spits in anger. He releases the submission and quickly stands before throwing a huge haymaker at Plague, knocking him down to the arena floor…

JT: Reilly’s got the EWF belt….

RJ: Payback for what Dicey did to him weeks ago….

Dicey turns and Reilly hits him clean in the face with the title belt before throwing it away as the referee slides to make the count…

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RJ: DICEY KICKED OUT!

JT: REILLY LOOKS LIKE HE MIGHT THROW UP!

Reilly glares at the referee with malice before climbing on top of Dicey and unloading with yet more right hands. The world champion stands up now and he ushers Dicey to his feet before he leaps at him…

RJ: RKO!

Dicey puts the brakes on and he shoves Reilly away, straight into Geoff Steel…

JT: ATTITUDE….

Steel gets Reilly on his shoulders and then walks him to the ropes and throws him over the top and down on top of Angus Plague. Steel turns around now and goes nose to nose with Dicey Reilly once again…

RJ: This feels like destiny….

Dicey shoves Steel back and then throws a right hand but Steel ducks it and kicks Dicey in the stomach…

JT: BLADE…

Dicey backs up and he backdrops Steel over the top rope and onto the apron. Dicey turns and Steel drives his shoulder through the middle rope before attempting a suplex to the outside. Dicey lands by Steel’s side on the apron and slams an elbow into his face….Steel staggers toward the ringpost and Dicey rushes at him but eats a boot to the face….Dicey staggers back toward the opposite ringpost as Steel races across the apron….

RJ: SPEAR OFF THE APRON….THE CARNAGE!

Steel takes Dicey off the apron with the spear and they crash through the ringside barrier, leaving them both motionless in the front row. The noise from the crowd goes up to deafening volumes…

JT: WHAT HAVE WE JUST WITNESSED?!?!

RJ: OUT AND OUT CHAOS!

JT: Steel may have just taken himself and Dicey out of the running….

Reilly staggers up in the ring and he grins at what has happened. He shrugs at the sight of Steel and Dicey…

RJ: Reilly looks happy but he has no idea that GazzyD is up….WHAT THE (BEEP)!

JT: RKO!

Gazzy is waiting to nail Reilly with “Deep Impact” when he turns around but suddenly someone spins Gazzy and guillotines him across the top rope….Gazzy staggers around and eats the RKO from the champion…

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RJ: I don’t believe this….

Ding ding ding

Michael Bird: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner…….AND STILL EWF GLOBAL CHAMPION…………..Daaaaaaannnnnnnnnniiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeellllll Reeeeeeeiiiiilllllllllllllllllllllyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!

JT: Daniel Reilly is walking out of 6CWF at midnight with the EWF Championship…

RJ: And he has Mike Masters to thank for that…..are we right in believing that Revolution just added a new member?

JT: I’d be willing to put money on it…

The crowd are booing as “Broken Dreams” plays out and Mike Masters rolls into the ring to pass Reilly the EWF Championship. Angus Plague joins them now and Reilly has a huge, arrogant, smile on his face….

RJ: Mike Masters….so disgruntled with his position in the company, so outspoken….has sided with Revolution and ensured that Daniel Reilly leaves here tonight and potentially leaves this company as a world champion…

JT: I wonder what 6CWF management are thinking right now? This is a big problem….

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 1:23 pm

*Perfect Jack has remained in Gorilla with the European Championship belt as Daniel Reilly, Mike Masters and Angus Plague walk through the curtain. Oliver Keane pops a champagne bottle and there is cheers all around. Reilly walks up to Jack now and slaps his hand on the European Championship.

Reilly: Bring it home, Jack....three for three....let's show the world what a Revolution really looks like...

*Max Adamson and Damien Andrews are on hand now and Reilly smirks at them as he shoulder his EWF belt

Andrews: Congratulations, Daniel...

*Reilly merely grins

Andrews: We were wondering if you'd like to go over the contract again?

*Reilly looks at Oliver Keane

Keane: Have you given us what we asked for?

*Max and Andrews exchange a look

Max: Look, Daniel, the offer is the offer....you know it's more than fair and you're taking the p***....there's no way 6CWF is going to give in to your demands...

*Reilly takes a glass of champagne now and downs it

Reilly: Then I guess...

*He points to the clock on the wall

Reilly: At midnight, Cinderella is leaving the ball....have a good night, gents!

*Reilly grins as Keane and Masters walk out with him. Angus Plague glares at Andrews and Max for a moment before following them.

Andrews: I told you..

Max: He'll sign...

Andrews: What makes you so sure?

Max: I can be very persuasive...

*Max leaves Andrews with a raised eyebrow

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 1:36 pm

Bout 5
6CWF European Championship
Perfect Jack vs Scott Harris

ding ding

Michael Bird: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall.....and it is for the 6CWF EUROPEAN CHAMPIONSHIP!

JT: This is gonna be a banger...

RJ: Yes it is....a championship steeped in history; defended multiple times at Born in Fire.....I'd say, however, this is the most high profile European Championship match since Clarke James vs Marshall Murdoch in 2012....

JT: No arguments here...

"Figure it out" suddenly booms out and the entirety of the stadium stands in unison. There is real anticipation but the cameras shoot through Gorilla and out into the night. We head down the walkway of the stadium as Scott Harris appears, his head hidden by his hood. The crowd roar as this whole thing is documented on the big screen....

Michael Bird: Introducing first, the challenger......from LONDON, ENGLAND (Huge pop).............weighing in at 280 pounds..........The Sharpshooter.......Sccccoooootttttttt Haaaaaaaaaarrrriiiiisssssss!

JT: Harris walked here?

RJ: These are his people....this is his city.....Scott Harris is walking amongst his own tonight...

We see fans outside the building slapping Harris on the shoulder as security rush out to try and escort him into the building. Harris shoos the guards away as he slaps hands with his supporters and then walks inside the building. He walks the halls now and into Gorilla as we hear the cheers getting louder and louder. He places in his mouthpiece and lowers his hood before stepping through the curtain to a deafening response...

JT: LONDON....HERE'S YOUR BOY!

RJ: What an ovation...

Chants of "Needs more Harris" chorus up into the night sky as Harris makes the ringwalk now and climbs up inside. You can tell that he is rocked by the reception he is being afforded...

JT: This is incredible...

RJ: Scott Harris....is tonight the night?

JT: If this doesn't inspire him than nothing ever will....eleven years he has quested for a championship...

RJ: So the question is; does 6CWF need more Harris?

JT: Ask this crowd....

Harris stands on the ropes and soaks up the cheers as "Perfection" echoes out now and Michael Bird can barely be heard over the boos...

Michael Bird: And his opponent......weighing in at 260 pounds....he is the reigning and defending European Champion........representing Revolution....Peeeeeeeerrrrrrfffffffffeeeeeeeeeeeecccctttt Jaaaaaaaaaaccckkkkkkkkkk!

JT: Jack looking to make it a perfect hat-trick for Revolution tonight...

RJ: And he is more than capable....one of the best technicians to ever do it....

JT: But this might be one of the most hostile environments he has ever walked into...

RJ: Also add in the fact that Harris has beaten him twice in the last month....that will be weighing on his mind....

Jack climbs up into the ring now and he takes off his belt and hands it to the referee. He gets in the face of Harris before the referee separates them and tries to cool the situation down...

JT: Jack took out the legendary Dicey Reilly at Beachfront Brawl to win that title....that's his level, he is one of the best....

RJ: And Scott Harris is going to need his career-best performance to dethrone him...

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 1:41 pm

RJ: I mean it when I say this could be the highest-quality wrestling match in Born in Fire history….I was lucky enough to be at Born in Fire IV for Perfect Jack vs Lex Hart…..could this top it?

JT: I think it says everything about the quality of the champion….he was involved then and he’s involved again here tonight…

RJ: Perfect Jack will, quite rightly, enter the Hall of Fame in the near future….he’s done it all in this business….

JT: But at his door is the hungriest of challengers….a man who has never won a singles title in a decade long career…

RJ: Another huge talking point for this match; can Scott Harris remove the tag of the “nearly man” or is that his destiny?

JT: Folks, as my colleague rightly says, what you are about to witness will be of the highest calibre imaginable…

The crowd are making a huge amount of noise as PJ and Harris receive their final instructions from the referee and then they begin to circle one another. They both lunge in and out as they look for an opening…..eventually they settle on a test of strength and come to a stand-off once again before breaking free….the circling continues and they lockup in the middle of the ring. PJ twists Harris’ right arm but then Harris grabs the champion’s arm and twists it back…he then lashes a kick upward into the midsection of PJ but Jack drops his free hand to catch the boot…

RJ: Look at the reaction times here….this is quite extraordinary….

Jack struggles back against the ropes and ties Harris up which forces the referee to break them again. Jack decides to shove Harris in the chest now but receives one back that sends him staggering toward centre ring…

JT: Scott Harris is not going to be intimidated, I can assure you of that….

They circle for the third time and lunge in for a lockup. PJ applies a side headlock until Harris backs against the ropes and shoots him across the ring. The champion returns and he knocks Harris down with a shoulder tackle before running the opposite ropes. Harris rolls on the mat and forces PJ to hurdle him before running the ropes. Harris nails a hiptoss on the comeback but Jack lands on his feet and counters with a hiptoss of his own; this time Harris counters with an armdrag takedown as the crowd roar in delight…

RJ: We told you to expect this kind of wrestling ability……later tonight “Hardcore Hell” will descend on us and we will witness violence like never before……this couldn’t be further away from that…

JT: And yet the crowd interest is not going to waver….they know that this is as good as it gets..

RJ: These two men are artists….

Jack looks annoyed as he stands up and he walks forward before lashing a vicious chop at Harris’ chest. Harris sags a little but then he responds with a chop of his own, immediately reddening the skin of his foe…

JT: This is just a chest-puffing exercise right here….

They return fire one another for another three chops until Harris staggers back, blood dripping from the broken skin. He sags on the ropes as PJ nails a European uppercut now and looks for an Irish whip….Harris twists inside and immediately drags Jack into him for an overhead suplex…

RJ: Jack knew what was coming….both of these men so well versed in suplexes….

PJ headbutts his way free of Harris’ suplex attempt and then he drives a kick at his stomach, doubling him up. He clubs Harris across the back and whips him to the corner before running in….Harris gets his feet up but Jack stops short and catches Harris’ legs before lashing them down at the canvass and nails a big time clothesline. Jack then lifts Harris’ right leg and places it on the middle rope before leaping in the air and drives down on top of the appendage….

JT: Took less than two minutes for Jack to start going at the leg…softening it for the figure four leglock…

RJ: You are watching a master at work here…

The referee tells Jack that he cannot use the ropes to assist him. He grabs the leg again and this time uses it to pull Harris out toward the centre of the ring…

JT: I’VE NEVER SEEN HARRIS DO THAT BEFORE!

PJ clearly has a dragon screw on the mind but Harris senses the danger and leaps up with a lashing enzeguiri to the temple. Jack staggers toward the corner now and Harris slams into him with a “Stinger” splash before dragging him out into a vertical suplex…

RJ: Jack floated….GERMAN!

PJ lands behind Harris and wraps his hands for a German suplex but Harris rolls forward and pulls PJ down to the ground, locking in a rolling kneebar as they fall…

JT: Harris is “The Sharpshooter”….his submission ability matches Jack….

Jack senses the serious nature of the situation as he drags himself across the canvass and grabs the bottom rope. The referee breaks it and Harris follows instruction immediately…

RJ: I’m not sure Jack would have afforded Harris the same courtesy….

Jack rolls from the ring to give himself a minute as the referee makes sure that Harris keeps his distance. The crowd boo the champion and chant “Needs More Harris”. Jack climbs back inside now and they circle for another engagement before PJ slams a kick against the inside of Harris’ knee….

JT: Oblique kick….that can rupture ligaments…

Harris’ leg buckles slightly from the impact and Jack follows up with a hard kick behind the back of the knee. Harris stumbles away, grabbing the ropes for leverage, as Jack rushes behind him and lands another brutal kick to the back of the leg…

RJ: Jack is going to work now….these are the kind of kicks you’d expect to see inside of the UFC, destroying the leg of your opponent…

JT: If you can’t stand up it’s very unlikely you win….not against someone the calibre of the European Champion…

Harris looks like he wants to go down but he stays upright, psyching himself up. He slaps himself in the face and roars at Jack to throw another kick…

RJ: He’s almost goading Jack…

Jack obliges with another huge kick but Harris swivels his body now and catches the leg under his armpit. Jack is hobbling as Harris steps inside now and swipes his standing leg…

JT: SHARPSHOOTER!

Harris leans in to get more control on the submission but it allows Jack to grab at his face and rake the eyes. The referee is remonstrating with the champion but he pays no attention as he scrambles back up and lashes another kick against the knee of Scott Harris….

RJ: Harris’ leg is badly bruised already….that is a danger sign if ever I saw one…

Harris stumbles into the corner and Jack stomps repeatedly at his midsection until the referee intervenes. Harris slumps down in a seated position, winded, as the champion decides to clamber from the ring…

JT: What is Jack doing here? Surely not….

Jack grabs Harris’ legs and spins him around with the aim of wrapping his legs around the ringpost for the figure four. Harris fights against the outcome and then uses his leg strength to pull back; causing PJ’s face to clatter into the solid steel post…

RJ: That was not what Jack wanted out of that situation….

JT: PERC HARRIS!

The crowd go wild now as Harris hobbles over to the corner, looking angered by PJ’s intentions, and he pulls himself to the top rope before launching himself off with a senton takedown onto the arena floor (to the left side of the ring)….

RJ: The crowd loved that…

JT: Who doesn’t love a Born in Fire moment….we said coming into this one that Scott Harris has begun to take more risks and there you have it….

Harris uses the ringside barrier to get himself up and he shakes his leg, trying to get the feeling back. He drags PJ up now and he slings him back into the ring…

RJ: Scott Harris knows he cannot win the European Championship from outside of the ring….

The challenger rolls back in now and he lets Jack stands before lifting him into a back suplex. He drags the champion back up into a snap suplex before he points to the ropes again, drawing a massive cheer from the audience…

JT: I was here on day one when Scott Harris walked through those doors and if you told me that eleven years later he still wouldn’t have won singles gold I would never have believed it…

RJ: The biggest case of unfulfilled potential; maybe ever!

Harris gets to the top rope and he sets his feet before nodding his head and launches himself through the air…

JT: FROGSPLASH!

Harris eats nothing but canvass as PJ throws himself out of the firing line. Harris is doubled over on the mat as PJ runs at him and rolls him over into a cradle……………..1……………..2……..kickout. They get back up and PJ nails a quick drop toe hold before lifting Harris’ leg off the mat and then smashes his knee into the canvass….

RJ: Every time that Jack gets the chance he goes after that leg…

JT: He’s building the foundations….

PJ grabs the leg again and he drags him over to the ropes before placing it on the bottom. He leaps up and lands an elbow drop to the knee before repeating the process but this time uses his knee…

RJ: Referee needs to get a handle on Perfect Jack using the ropes here….

JT: HE LET THAT GO!

RJ: I’d say that was fair in the grand scheme….

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 1:41 pm

PJ places Harris’ knee on the ropes again and leaps into the air; this time he aims to bring his posterior down on Harris’ leg but the challenge drives his leg upward and definitely catches Jack between the legs….

JT: Jack was breaking the rules over and over….Harris returned the favour…

Jack stumbles away winded as Harris struggles back to a vertical base. Jack comes back around now and Harris drags him in before nailing a huge belly to belly slam (ala Ken Shamrock)……………..1………………..2………….kickout!

RJ: I saw a few fans ready to fist pump the air there….

JT: Hell of a slam by Scott Harris but he’s dealing with one of the best ever….Perfect Jack never rolled over for anyone in his life….

Harris kneels for a second and then he grabs the arm of PJ and pulls him upward and into position…

RJ: SHOT IN THE….

Jack jumps out the side of the attempted “Olympic slam” and then smashes his knee into Harris’ midsection, stopping him in his tracks. He hooks both of Harris’ arms now and spins him out into a backbreaker…..Jack heads for the corner quickly and he climbs up…

JT: Not Jack’s preferred avenue of attack….

RJ: He knows how high the stakes are….

Jack comes dropping off the top for an elbow to the chest but Harris moves. Jack’s arm slams into the mat as Harris spins his body around and locks in place….

RJ: CROSSFACE!

JT: Jack presented it to him….

The audience are on their feet as Harris locks the arm between his legs and then drags back on Jack’s head. The referee is down and asking PJ if he wants to give it up but he screams “NO” before trying to drag himself over toward the ropes….

JT: Scott Harris only needs half an opening like that….

RJ: And now he could be on the brink of becoming 6CWF European Champion…

Jack tries to drag himself over and reaches out for the ropes but is nowhere near. Harris is ripping and tearing at the head, extending pressure to the neck and shoulder…

JT: Perfect Jack might just have to tap out here….

RJ: That would be one hell of a statement by Scott Harris…

Jack seems to realise he cannot get his body any closer to the ropes so instead he presses his palm into the mat and tries to rock his body so he can push off and roll…

JT: HARRIS ROLLED WITH HIM!

Harris throws his body to the side as well so he’s still locked in when they both complete their rolls. The crowd cheer but Jack is able to shift his body around…

RJ: He got his foot to the ropes behind….the roll worked…

JT: But now Jack knows, if he didn’t already, just how dangerous Harris is with submissions…

Harris lets go of the submission and gets back to his feet. Jack is rubbing at his neck and jaw as he rises and Harris grabs hold of him to pull him into the middle of the ring…Jack breaks free of Harris’ grip and slams a hard forearm into his mouth before locking his hands around the waist…

RJ: GERMAN!

JT: And here comes Jack….the champion roaring back with his suplex prowess….

Jack keeps his hands locked and he drags Harris to his feet before a second time before launching him down with a second German suplex. Harris is badly winded as they rise again but he tries his best to reach out and grab hold of the ropes…

RJ: PJ is as tenacious as they come….

Jack slams vicious punches into the kidneys and bottom of Harris’ back before ripping him away from the ropes and he bridges him into the hat-trick…

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JT: You do not want Jack to get into a rhythm with those suplexes because he will destroy you….

Jack is back on Harris in a flash and pulls him into a front facelock. He tries to lift him for a vertical but Harris kicks his legs, fighting against it, and then counters with a vertical suplex of his own; driving PJ down across the ropes and leaves him hanging there….Harris then shocks everyone by nailing a corkscrew neckbreaker off the ropes (ala John Morrison)….

RJ: Scott Harris is showing up and showing off tonight……

JT: He knows he needs to go big or go home if he wants to leave as European Champion….

Harris grabs PJ by the wrist now and he drags him away from the ropes before heading for the corner. He nods his head in appreciation of the fan support he is receiving and clambers up top…

RJ: Harris is feeling froggy…

JT: Backfired once already….

PJ somehow stumbles up and lunges at the ropes, causing Harris to lose his footing and fall into a crotched position on the ropes. Jack heads for the corner now and lights Harris’ chest up with more chops….

RJ: SUPER….OH MY DAYS!

PJ lifts Harris for the superplex but Harris swivels his body in midlift and he drops down over Jack, both feet landing on the middle turnbuckle, and then he nails a German suplex from the top….

JT: Scott Harris just bounced Perfect Jack all the way across the ring…

Jack is all at seas as he staggers back to his feet now and Harris leaps into him…

RJ: CODEBREAKER!

JT: We have a new champion…

The knees explode into Jack’s face and he is left flat on his back. Harris makes the cover with a triumphant look on his face…

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RJ: THE REIGN CONTINUES….

JT: Scott Harris’ search for a title goes on…..I was sure he had it there….

Harris looks at the ref, almost disbelieving, but nods as the official holds up two fingers. The crowd are chanting “Needs more Harris” again which prompts the challenger to back up in the corner and wait for PJ to rise…

JT: This move, since it was introduced, had not let Harris down….he hits this and he’s taking that belt….

RJ: KNEEDS MORE HARRIS!

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 1:42 pm

The crowd groan as Jack moves at the final moment and Harris flies into the far turnbuckle. Harris is all at sea as Jack drags him into the middle of the ring now….

JT: PERFECT PLEX….RING IT!

There are disappointed faces as PJ nails his patented suplex…………………1…………………………2…………….HARRIS KICKS OUT!

RJ: The challenger is made of stern stuff….he doesn’t want to wilt here at Born in Fire….

JT: Harris is as determined as I have ever seen him….

RJ: But the champion is on the front foot…..the champion has to be favourite at this juncture….

Jack gets up and he confronts the official in regard to his count; shaking his head at the idea that Harris kicked out. The challenger is groggy as he gets up and Jack lashes another fierce kick into the back of his knee before chasing after him and nailing a sickening chopblock. Harris clutches at his leg now as Jack stomps down on it again and again before backing into the corner and lifts himself onto the second rope before jumping off and drops a knee across the damaged appendage….

JT: Jack looks demonic all of a sudden….

RJ: He has done since he returned to 6CWF….arguably the most dangerous version of Perfect Jack we have ever known….

Harris is rolling in agony as Jack grabs his leg again and now he wants the figure four. Harris manages to get his free leg into the small of Jack’s back and shoves him away but he finds it difficult to get back up. Jack is already there with a sharp stomp to the side of the knee and then he lifts Harris off the deck and slams him into a horrific kneebreaker……Harris goes down as Jack keeps hold of his injured knee…..

JT: STF!!!!

Harris is anticipating the figure four again but Jack spins him over on his front and now he applies the STF. Harris’ leg is bent at a horrid angle whilst Jack wraps his hands around the head/face….

RJ: Remember that Scott Harris suffered a terrible injury to nose and cheekbone at Beachfront Brawl….he’s only just out of his protective mask….

JT: So now he’s got a damaged knee and Jack is targeting another injury…..there is a reason he’s the champion….

RJ: A reason he is so dangerous….

Harris is yelling in pain as Jack tugs back on his head but the challenger refuses to give up. He does everything he can to try and shuffle his body across toward the ropes…

JT: Harris desperately needs those ropes….

Harris gets within touching distance but his fingers brush and hit the mat. Jack rips at his head more and Harris stops responding to the official…

RJ: You can see the blood from Harris’ nose, Jack may have rebroken that….

JT: And I think he’s passed out…

The referee looks concerned and grabs Harris’ wrist before raising it….it drops…..he lifts it again and it drops for a second time…..the official casts a glance over at the timekeeper…..

RJ: The arms falls once more and the ref is gonna call it….

JT: HARRIS FIGHTS ON!

The cheers are deafening as Harris’ hand falls to the mat but then drives back into the air before he touches down. Jack looks disbelieving and angry as he tries to up the pressure again but Harris’ fightback gives him enough time to pull closer and grab the bottom ropes…

RJ: Harris barely survives there but his heart can never be in question….

JT: Damage now to the face and knee, however….and Jack not willingly breaking here….

The referee initiates a count and PJ doesn’t release until four. Harris rolls from the ring and drops to a knee as the official has words with the champion….

RJ: Jack knows he’s protected by the rules….he knows he keeps the belt on a DQ so he doesn’t care what the referee says….

JT: Something tells me, though, that Jack wants to show he can beat Scott Harris here tonight….he’s been pinned twice by him in recent weeks…

Harris rubs the blood from his nose on his forearm as PJ leans over the ropes and grabs him by the head, pulling him back onto the apron. He looks for a suplex but Harris kicks his legs and holds on before turning it into a suplex of his own….

RJ: Jack landed on the apron too…..PERFECT SLAM TO THE ARENA FLOOR!

There is a state of disbelief once more as Jack lands side by side with Harris on the apron and he quickly ducks into him and lifts him off the apron, slamming them both down onto the solid floor next to the aisleway….

JT: That could be all she wrote for both men....

RJ: It’s almost impossible to envision a way back for either of them, that landing was destructive….

JT: The referee, you can tell, does not want to count this but that’s his job…

RJ: Nobody wants to see this end on a count-out….I hope the ref airs on the side of discretion here….

The referee is counting but it is clear he’s taking a long time for each second. Jack is the first man onto his feet and he staggers over and rolls in but then shakes his head as he rolls back out….

JT: I told you…..Jack wants to prove he’s better….that’s what he has done his whole career…

RJ: I’m surprised here but pleasantly……Jack isn’t willing to take a easy pass, he wants to show he is superior…

Jack grabs Harris now and he launches him back in the ring. Harris rolls over and is flat on his back as PJ heads straight up the ropes and this time he flies through the air, driving his elbow into Harris’ chest………………………1…………………….2……………kickout!

JT: Harris hanging on in there but you look at the state of his nose, the knee and probably his back after that fall from the apron….how much more can he take?

Jack gets up and he slams punches and forearms down into Harris’ back and then he drags him back up by the arm and drags him into place…

RJ: One more….PERFECT SLAM!

Harris leaps over the back and he hooks his arms for a dragon suplex…

JT: Oh cmon, ref…

RJ: Referee’s view was obscured but that was definitely low from PJ….

Harris staggers away, cupping himself, as Jack drives behind him with another chopblock. He then drags Harris to the centre of the ring…

JT: Now he’s got it….I fear this is the end of the line now for Scott Harris…

The crowd groan and exchange looks as Perfect Jack spins his body around and drops back into figure four leglock. Harris is yelling in agony and clawing at his own head in an attempt to distract himself from the pain. Jack leaps up and down on the canvass to add more pressure…

RJ: Probably one of if not the most devastating submissions in the game today….

JT: Applied by arguably the best submission technician….

RJ: Dicey Reilly felt this at Beachfront Brawl and he may not have tapped but he passed out from the pain…

Harris is shaking his head and furiously slamming his elbows down into the mat as he tries to shuffle backward and reach for the ropes; finding himself too far away. Jack tightens his legs even more and the referee urges Harris to think about his options but the challenger grabs the referee’s shirt and shakes his head…

JT: Scott Harris is desperate to be called a champion, he wants it more than anything….

RJ: But how much does he value his career? If he taps now he can come again….the longer this goes on, the bigger the trouble….

JT: FIGURE OF EIGHT!

The crowd look extremely concerned now as Jack extends and bridges his body upward now (ala Charlotte) to increase the pressure. Harris howls out in pain again and he slumps back on the canvass….

RJ: Just like Dicey…

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JT: HE SAT UP!

Harris sits up with a look of venomous determination, spittle dripping from his mouth. Jack is still bridged into the hold but Harris lets out a primal roar as he rags his body backward and grasps the bottom rope with both hands…

RJ: You have to wonder, however, the extent of the damage done here….

JT: Scott Harris is a warrior to the last….what a match….

The crowd concur as a “This is awe-some” chant rings around the Tottenham Stadium. Jack finally releases the hold and he stands up before stomping all over Harris’ bad leg. The referee drags Jack away and warns him but the champion shrugs him off and grabs Harris’ leg, dragging him back toward the centre of the ring….

RJ: Jack knows if he gets this synched in again, forget it…

JT: ROLLUP!

Harris grabs the back of Jack’s trunks as he turns, rolling him up…………………1……………………2…………….Jack kicks out!

RJ: Jack wasn’t going to get caught out the same way he did at Proving Grounds….

Jack is immediately back up and he stomps on Harris’ bad knee, dropping him into a crouch, and nails him with a cradled swinging neckbreaker………………….1…………………2………….Harris throws his shoulder off the mat just in time….

JT: You can see the frustration starting to build here for Perfect Jack….he’s hell-bent on proving his superiority but Scott Harris will not disappear, he will not give in….

Harris crawls to the ropes and tries to get up as Jack comes in behind and starts stomping at his knee again. He grabs the leg and pulls Harris away but Harris drops backward and pulls the champion into a small package………………..1……………………..2……..kickout. They get back up and Harris drops to a knee, purposefully, and swings PJ over his shoulders and onto the mat before rolling toward the champion’s legs…

RJ: SHARP….TRICKED HIM AGAIN!

Jack tenses up, expecting the submission, but Harris bridges over the top of him into a pinning combo………………1……………………2…………Jack bridges out and he swings free before wrapping his arms around Harris’ waist…Harris slams his elbow backward and catches Jack in the temple, staggering him, and then beckons him…

JT: T-BONE!

Harris nails the huge suplex and hooks the leg……………….1………………………..2………..Jack kicks out. Harris struggles back up, his chest heaving, and he backs against the ropes and wills PJ to stand up before rushing toward him…

RJ: KNEEDS MORE….

PJ sidesteps and sends Harris into the ropes before tilt-a-whirling him on the comeback….

JT: HARRIS LANDED OUT….SHOT IN THE DARK!

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 3:14 pm

62,000 fans rise up as Harris lands on his feet and then decimates PJ with his own version of the “Olympic Slam”…
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RJ: THE EUROPEAN CHAMPION WILL NOT BE CONQUERED!

JT: BORN IN FIRE, MAKE SOME NOISE….WHAT A MATCH….WHAT A NIGHT!

Harris has his head in his hands as the referee indicates that Jack did get his shoulder off the mat in time. The challenger sucks in deep breaths as he struggles up and heads for the corner….

RJ: I’m not used to seeing Scott Harris take so many risks….

JT: He wants this championship more than I think I’ve ever seen him want anything before…..MOONSAULT!

The flashbulbs go off as Harris throws himself from the top rope into the moonsault but Jack rolls out of the way at the very last moment. Harris’ landing is bad, driving all the wind out of him, and Jack stumbles over before nailing a mahistrol cradle cover…………………1………………..2…………kickout!

RJ: These men have nothing left but they are fighting like warriors of a Hollywood epic….

JT: This bout belongs in the Coliseum….

Perfect Jack is first up and he lashes a kick into the stomach of Harris before nailing a European uppercut and several backhand chops. Harris sags back into the ropes as Jack grabs his wrist and whips him across the ring….Jack lowers his head for a backdrop but Harris sunset flips over him and rolls him up…

RJ: SHARPSHOOTER!

Jack slams repeated kicks into Harris’ bad knee until he staggers away, giving up his attempt at the submission. Jack crawls back up now and spins Harris around into a northern lights suplex………………….1………………………2……………Harris kicks out again. Jack sits on the canvass for a second and he eyes the referee with disgust before he drops from the ring and he grabs Harris’ legs….

JT: He tried this earlier but he looks uber pi55ed now….MY WORD!

The crowd boo as Jack slams Harris’ bad knee into the solid ringpost and then he wraps his legs and drops backward into the figure four around the solid steel. The referee climbs from the ring now and starts to count….

RJ: Jack has snapped here….he’s out to destroy Scott Harris for good….

JT: I think he may have achieved that goal….Scott’s knee must be in shreds now….

RJ: I’d be surprised if he can use the “Kneeds More Harris”….

JT: I’d be amazed if he can stand up…

The referee continues to argue with the champion now after the submission is released. Jack merely grins at the official whilst Harris rolls back toward centre ring, cradling his knee…

RJ: Perfect Jack has been putting on wrestling clinics for nearly two decades now but this edge he has found, this needle, has brought something new to his game….he’s spiteful…

JT: I agree…..I think he enjoys what he can do to people….and he knows he has Harris at his mercy now….he can end this however he likes…

Jack rolls back in the ring now and he walks over toward Harris. The challenger balls up but tries to kick out with his good foot to keep the champ at bay. PJ decides to punt Harris’ bad leg and then he seizes it…

RJ: FIGURE FOUR!

Harris summons the last of his energy to push his body up off the mat and he slams his good knee into the side of PJ’s head. Jack staggers back toward the corner as Harris crawls up and hobbles forward…

JT: Harris is not moving well at all….telegraphed that….

Jack drives out with a back elbow to Harris’ mouth and sends the challenger back toward centre. PJ contemplates and then decides to head for the top…

RJ: WHERE IS HE GETTING THIS FROM!

The audience are stunned as Harris suddenly whips around and sprints up the ropes. He slams a forearm into Jack’s face and then drags him into a suplex position and turns it into an outstanding backbreaker in midair (ala Roderick Strong)…..

JT: That didn’t tickle his knee but he doesn’t seem to care…

RJ: He just sent Jack’s insides to the shadow realm…..SHARPSHOOTER!

Every single fan is on their feet as Harris staggers up, grimacing from the agony in his knee, and he grabs Jack’s legs before turning him over into the sharpshooter in the middle of the ring. Jack is yelling, clawing and scratching as he tries to drag himself toward the ropes…

RJ: Can Jack survive here? His championship in serious jeopardy….

Jack refuses to quit and spits at the referee’s feet as he hauls himself across the canvass and reaches out for the bottom rope. His fingers brush the bottom but Harris drags him back to the middle and sits right back into the submission. There are fans jumping up and down in the front row; Harris’ face is a picture of determination and blood streams from his damaged nose….

JT: This has been one of the most amazing technical wrestling matches I have ever seen….

RJ: And Scott Harris could be closing in…..how much more can Perfect Jack take?

JT: NO MORE….NO MAS…..HE’S DONE IT!

*Crowd ultra pop

Ding ding ding

Michael Bird: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner…………..AND NEW 6CWF EUROPEAN CHAMPION…..Sccccccccccccccoooooooooootttttttt Haaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiiissssssssssssssss!

RJ: THE NEARLY MAN NO MORE…..ELEVEN YEARS, SETBACK AFTER SETBACK…BUT SCOTT HARRIS NEVER GAVE UP, HE NEVER QUIT….AND FINALLY, FINALLY HE CAN CALL HIMSELF “CHAMPION”….

JT: What a moment this is……one of the most popular victories I have ever witnessed….every single fan is on their feet……….Harris was forced to endure one hell of a beating here tonight but he took everything Perfect Jack threw at him and he came out on top…..what a match, one of the best of all time…

RJ: I am honoured to have witnessed this contest…..both men are warriors, both men gave it absolutely everything…but in the end Scott Harris has triumphed…..Scott Harris is the new European Champion and he earned every damn bit of it….

The audience are on their feet as Harris remains on his knees and the referee hands him his European Championship. He cradles it with a look of joy as Perfect Jack rolls from the ring to give the new champion his moment...

JT: What an incredible match.....what an event this is...

RJ: Congratulations to Scott Harris....commiserations to Perfect Jack but what a performance from both men...

JT: Sign me up for the re-match..

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 3:27 pm

*We see Acer on the big screens now as the crowd go wild. He is taping up his hands and then he stands to face Uryu. The two long time friends hug and Ishida wishes Acer luck as he heads toward Gorilla. The scene then changes and the crowd's reaction changes almost instantaneously; first we see The Saint polishing his "Head of Programming" badge and he smirks as he holds it up to the camera. The "Hall of Famer" cups his hand to his ear and smiles at the boos raining down on him.

A car then pulls up outside the stadium and security surround it immediately. The reception is borderline violent as JJ Johnson & Donald Trump climb out. JJ does the mock "Trump Dance" and the POTUS imitates him before they hug. JJ opens up his jacket to reveal the TAW belt around his waist (drawing the ire of the crowd once more). JJ and Trump walk inside the building now as we ready for the triple threat showdown.

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 4:07 pm

Bout 6
TAW Heavyweight Championship
Acer vs JJ Johnson vs The Saint

Michael Bird: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a triple threat match for the TAW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!!

*Crowd ultra pop

RJ: Are you ready, Jeff?

JT: I really don't know.....the first of four "main events" here this evening....

RJ: This crowd are raucous and it is very evident who they came to see and the result they want...

JT: I fear what may happen if they don't get it...

The lights in the stadium fade to black as "Futureproof" by Nothing but Thieves booms through the airwaves. Shadows pass over the stage as the big screens begin to document each of The Saint's five world title victories. At the end it flashes up a "#6" and the audience boo the suggestion...pyros then light up the night sky...

MB: Introducing first.......from Manchester, England....weighing in at 270 pounds....The Head of Programming....and now HALL OF FAMER.....Thhhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeee Saaaaaaaaaiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnttttt!

The fans boo as the giant form of The Saint seems to come up through an elevator on the stage (hello Cody Rhodes). He basks in their dislike although there are one or two supporters jotted about. He makes his way down to the ring now as security surround ringside...

JT: 6CWF is getting themselves prepared...

RJ: I'm not sure there has ever been a more hostile environment...

JT: The Saint, for me, is being overlooked in this one....he's the most successful of all three involved....five time world champion...is tonight going to be number six for our Head of Programming?

RJ: I really fear what may happen if he does win...

Saint pulls himself up on the apron and slowly clambers through the ropes. He raises his arms to the crowd and laughs at their boos before he turns to the stage with a smirk on his face as "Star Spangled Banner" begins to play...

JT: Is he for real?

RJ: He's ring walking with The President....what do you expect...

It is almost impossible to hear Michael Bird's introduction as Donald Trump accompanies JJ Johnson onto the stage. JJ is dressed in red, white and blue and he makes sure to go full Hulk Hogan as he walks from side to side on the stage, cupping his ear...

JT: I never thought I'd see the day...

RJ: I can't even hear you Jeff....this is pure hatred here tonight...

JT: JJ Johnson....the villain...never would I have believed it...

JJ bows to Trump and thanks him before they hug and Trump is escorted backstage. JJ makes his walk now and the security in front of the fans gets tighter...

RJ: One of the greatest ever, there is no doubt....but something has changed within JJ Johnson...

JT: Power corrupts, RJ, it's a tale as old as time...

RJ: I feel there is even more to it.....JJ believes he deserves this spot and part of me is inclined to agree; without him we don't exist...

JT: I agree...but I think it's the manner in which he has taken this spot...and the fact that many, especially here in London, believe he has stolen the spotlight from one of his best friends...

JJ leaps up into the ring now and he laughs as he and Saint high five. They exchange words between them as JJ undoes his jacket and throws it into the crowd. We see several fans spitting on it before they launch it back. JJ grins as he picks up and launches it back in...

RJ: I think this could go on for awhile....oh no, wait...

There is a huge pop now as one of the fans has set fire to the jacket. Security rush in and there is a melee but JJ seems to be enjoying the whole thing, continuing to wind up the fans. Saint lounges back in the corner and continues to be an amused spectator..

JT: Now we wait...

Whilst their hatred of JJ is evident, the fans are torn in their allegiance to Saint; though not a hometown hero, he’s a former World Champion and a fellow countryman. But the moment he spots a young child proudly holding an Acer sign, Saint exits the ring, strides over to the fan, snatches the sign, and rips it in half. Instantly, the crowd’s partial cheers turn to rousing boos, their mood shifting to hostility as chants of “W*nker, W*nker!” echo around the stadium. Saint smirks, hopping back into the ring where JJ joins him, the two of them laughing at the fans’ outrage. This incites the crowd even more, and they start singing—tuning their voices to the melody of KC & The Sunshine Band’s hit—“Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na now, Johnson is a c*nt, is a c*nt, Johnson is a c*nt!”

As the chant intensifies, there’s a conspicuous delay in Acer’s entrance. JJ and Saint, visibly irritated, are forced to endure the crowd’s chants and obscene taunts. Saint, growing increasingly frustrated, jumps out of the ring, grabs a headset from ringside, and shouts, “Get him out here, now!”

RJ: “Looks like our new Head of Programming is not too happy with the delay. I can’t say for certain, but this hold-up feels calculated, almost as if the production crew are giving this crowd time to voice their opinion on Johnson and Saint. And if recent events are anything to go by, there’s plenty to be said.”

JT: “JJ’s gone on record with some scathing criticism of Acer’s time running 6WF. What he may have conveniently forgotten is that a good portion of the production staff here got their first break thanks to Acer. Johnson’s recent comments haven’t just targeted Acer; they’re seen as attacks on the whole crew who have worked in this business for nearly 20 years. My guess? They’re deliberately holding back Acer’s entrance as a statement.”

Suddenly, the arena lights dim, and the screens flicker to life with a hype video set to an abridged version of David Rolfe’s “I’m History.” Clips roll, moving backwards through previous Born In Fire events, stopping at a shot of a 17-year-old Acer, then rolling forwards through Acer’s career highlights in ascending order. The montage concludes with recent footage from Survival, where Acer smashes a chair over Johnson’s head, staring menacingly through the cage at Saint.

The video ends, leaving the arena in a heavy silence. Then, a familiar guitar riff breaks through, and the crowd erupts into song, belting out Logan’s “When I Get Down.” As the beat drops, the pitch-black stadium lights up in a dazzling laser show. Acer slowly rises from beneath the stage, his demeanour composed, but his subtle head-bobbing and shoulder-rocking reveal a hint of his appreciation for the crowd’s love.

RJ: “Johnson’s given more than a few low blows recently, claiming Acer’s leadership of 6WF was a failure. Yet, let’s not forget—6CWF itself might not exist without 6WF, and that is Acer’s legacy. And I for one, firmly believe that’s worth celebrating.”

JT: “Acer took charge when this industry was on its knees. Without him, there’s no deal with Amazon Prime, no PPVs in world-class stadiums like this one. And let’s remember, while JJ Johnson might own 6CWF, this show—Born In Fire—is Acer’s brainchild.”

RJ: “Acer, who’s never held a World Championship, is here on his own show, fighting for a title that wouldn’t even be around without him, it would be a footnote on Wikipedia. Could tonight be the night? Could he finally capture the TAW Championship, here at Born In Fire, in front of his people?”

JT: “The crowd believes in him, Acer believes in himself. All he has to do now is defeat the two men waiting in that ring. I say ‘all he has to do’—but take away recent records, and he’s up against two of the best there ever were. It’s going to take something monumental to leave here as Champion!”

As RJ and JT speak, Acer begins a slow, measured walk down to the ring, his gaze locked on his former best friends turned bitter enemies. The cold exterior he’s shown in recent months starts to crack, a glimmer of emotion flickering across his face as he stands on the brink of the biggest match of his career, the realisation of his lifelong dream just within reach.

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 4:09 pm

The partisan crowd continues with the “F*** you JJ/Saint’s a c***” as the referee begins to look nervous. JJ and Saint smirk at each other and JJ begins to cup his ears (Hogan style) which only riles the fans even more. Saint urges the fans to get louder and then gives them the middle finger….

RJ: I’m not sure I have ever been present for anything quite like this…

JT: I was there the night Keith Leone walked into Dublin to face Dicey Reilly….this is very reminiscent of that….

Acer continues to just glare at his opponents as the official has a final word with all. JJ whispers something in the ref’s ear and he smirks as the bell sounds to get the contest underway…

RJ: This is triple threat rules….but you have to wonder….

JT: If Saint and JJ are gonna fight one another? I somehow don’t see that….

RJ: So this is effectively a handicap match?

JJ and Saint walk forward now as Acer continues to press himself back against the turnbuckle. JJ and Saint decide they are going to play rock, paper, scissors…

JT: They’re deciding who’s going to start out with Acer, this is insane….

RJ: SPEAR!

The crowd roar as Acer suddenly bursts forward and rips Johnson off his feet with the giant spear. Saint quickly grabs Acer by the head and hauls him up but Acer drives punches at his midsection and then drives upward with a European uppercut. He grabs Saint’s arm and looks for an Irish whip but Saint turns inside and then drives his boot into Acer’s stomach…

JT: DIVINE….

JJ has rolled from the ring, holding his ribs, as Acer is flipped into the powerbomb position by The Saint…

RJ: He’s transitioned in midair…..TRIANGLE CHOKE!

Saint is swaying from side to side as Acer has locked his legs around the arms and neck. Saint is trying to stay upright but Acer is dragging his neck forward and forcing him to his knees…

JT: We know Acer’s capabilities with MMA…..

RJ: He can finish any fight from any position…..can you imagine the roar in here if he makes Saint tap?

The referee is communicating with Saint and seeing if he wants to quit but Saint yells “not a f***ing chance”. Acer, however, is unperturbed as he locks his legs even tighter…

JT: Saint might not want to say the words but it won’t matter if he passes out from the pressure being applied…

There are some excited faces in the front row as Acer continues to rag back on Saint’s head and apply maximum pressure. Saint is no longer talking trash or answering back to the referee’s questions…

RJ: He’s literally taken out JJ Johnson and The Saint within the first minute of the fight…..

JT: NOT QUITE!

JJ suddenly reaches into the ring from outside and grabs Acer by the head. He drags him under the ropes (his body remaining inside) and then just lashes the side of his skull against the ringpost…

RJ: OH MY GOD!

JT: That could have shattered the skull….why would you do that to someone?

RJ: The bitterness and vitriol has gone above and beyond in recent weeks….I’m not sure there’s anything these men wouldn’t do to each other now….

Acer’s eyes roll in the back of his head following the attack, remaining slumped on the ring apron. JJ turns to the crowd now and pounds his chest…

JJ: This mother***er ain’t in my league…..not today, not ever….

*Huge boos

JT: I never believed I’d see the day where JJ Johnson was the villain….

JJ walks over to the timekeeper’s area now and he grabs a steel chair before walking back to the ring. Acer is trying to pick his head up, resting it against the ringpost, as JJ swings the weapon with all his might….CRACK!

RJ: I don’t think Acer would have wrestled again if that had connected….

Acer ducks at the last moment and the chair bends around the post. The impact hurts JJ’s hand and he staggers in agony. Acer gets up on his feet now, blinking back the stars, and he grips the ropes….

JT: LOOKOUT!

Crowd: Holy (beep) x20

Acer suddenly just propels himself over the top rope and he nails an incredible “Buckshot” lariat on JJ which sends them both crashing over the “6CWF” announce table.

RJ: Acer promised that tonight he would walk right through JJ and The Saint….so far he is making good on that promise…

Acer is the first man to his feet and he drags JJ up before smashing his head off the table. The crowd roar and demand more so Acer smashes JJ’s head a further nine times until Johnson staggers back over to the ring apron. Acer dumps him back in before heading up to the top rope….

JT: JJ is practically knocked out here…..Acer put a little extra on every single one of those shots….

RJ: And now he’s coming for the TAW Heavyweight Championship…..SHOOTING STAR PRESS!

JJ throws himself out of the firing line at the last second and Acer smashes down onto the canvass in a heap. He is doubled up in pain but he immediately tries to rise as JJ runs the ropes…

JT: SCISSORS KICK!

RJ: The crowd booing the hell out of the Coalition Salute….

JT: JJ is not in favour tonight and he knows it, look at that smile….

RJ: He’s loving this role…

JJ gets to his feet and is hit by a wall of boos. He nods his head and blows kisses to the audience before stalking Acer some more. Acer slowly rises up now and JJ beckons him around before kicking him in the stomach….

JT: ACCESS ALL AREAS!

JJ looks for the stunner but Acer puts the brakes on and looks to counter with the crossrhodes but then JJ spins his body and he pushes Acer back to the ropes….

RJ: Acer is fighting on both fronts here….

Saint is back on the apron and he pulls down the ropes to send Acer over the top into the aisleway. Saint winks at JJ before clambering down now….

JT: Saint seems to have woken back up after Acer sent him for that nap….

RJ: Our “Head of Programming” has his own issues to iron out with Acer here tonight….

JT: The last time they went to war it was cut short and we were denied a finale….

Acer grabs the ringside barrier to pull himself up but Saint clatters him from behind and then he lifts him up and drops him, ribs first, across the barrier. Acer stumbles around and Saint grabs him by the neck and then bench presses him over his head…

RJ: He’s gonna launch him at the ringpost….

Acer kicks his legs and manages to fall behind Saint before shoving him forward, causing him to crack his head against the solid ringpost. Saint is rocked as Acer clatters into him now and locks his hands around the waist….

JT: CHAOS THEORY ON THE CONCRETE!

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 4:25 pm

London rises with glee as Acer rolls Saint backward on the floor and then drills him on the back of his head with the huge rolling suplex. Acer gets back to his feet and turns back to the ring…

RJ: CAUGHT HIM….DOWNWARD SPIRAL!

JJ looks to surprise everyone with a flying suicide dive to the outside but Acer is ready and catches him in position before drilling him on his face on the concrete. The stadium is ready for lift off here as Acer hauls JJ up now and launches him back into the ring….

JT: Acer wants to finish JJ….as much as he has issues with The Saint, JJ is who he wants….

Acer rolls in after JJ and he looks like a man possessed as he ushers the 6CWF Owner to his feet and pulls him into position….

RJ: BARRY WHITE DRIVER!

Acer looks to flip JJ into the powerbomb/piledriver but JJ fights against the grip and then he swipes Acer’s legs out from under him. JJ drops back and he catapults Acer into the corner, causing him to slam his head against the turnbuckle……Acer stumbles back and JJ grabs him…

JT: FADE TO BLACK….THAT’LL BE ALL!

The crowd are stunned as JJ drills Acer into the mat with the spinning impailer and he hooks both legs..
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RJ: JJ thought he was walking back out here with the TAW belt but Acer has other ideas….

JJ stands and he shoots an angered look at the referee before heading to the corner. He roars at Acer to stand and then rushes out toward him…

JT: SUPERMAN….

Acer avoids the punch and immediately seizes JJ from behind before nailing him with the crossrhodes. Acer staggers to the corner immediately as every single fan in the vicinity rises to their feet…

RJ: SHOOTING STAR PRESS….NAILED IT!

Acer thunders down on top of JJ’s chest and makes the cover…

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JT: DIVINE FORCE…..SAINT IS GONNA BE WORLD CHAMPION!

Saint spins around and he almost puts Acer through the canvass with the “Batista” Bomb….
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RJ: Foot on the ropes….foot on the ropes….

JT: Saint looks like he wants to sack the referee on the spot….

Saint looks at Acer’s foot on the ropes and then he rises and gets in the official’s face…

Saint: Are you f***ing stupid? Seriously? It’s triple threat….no DQs….therefore no rope breaks….use your f***ing head…

Saint taps the referee in the temple and knocks him off balance. He turns back around now and sees Acer hunched over on the canvass, he hauls him up now and hooks his arms in place….

JT: PROMISED SLAM!

Acer holds firm and then he shifts his body and he scoops Saint up on his shoulders…

RJ: DEATH VALLEY…

Saint drops behind and he shoves Acer into the corner before chasing in. He leaps for a splash but Acer moves out of the way and he tears off the opposite ropes….

JT: ANOTHER SPEAR!

Acer goes straight through Saint and covers…………………….1………………………..2………….ANKLELOCK!

RJ: JJ JOHNSON HAS IT LOCKED HERE!

JT: This submission has won JJ some of his biggest matches…..Acer had no idea, he presented it to JJ….

The crowd have their hands on their heads as JJ pulls Acer off the cover and immediately begins to rip and tear at the ankle. Acer is yelling in pain and makes a dart for the ropes but JJ hauls him back…

RJ: As Saint already pointed out to the referee; those ropes will do nothing tonight….

JJ twists the ankle again and he’s smiling at the boos from the audience. He’s talking trash to Acer as he continues to up the ante….Acer shakes his head and refuses to give up but it is clear he is in agony. The referee asks him again but Acer refuses; his hand trembling as he tries to fight through the pain….

JT: This would kill Acer inside….

RJ: But how much more can he withstand? That ankle will snap….

Acer does the only thing he can and pushes himself forward into a roll which takes JJ off balance and sends him clattering into the turnbuckle. Acer rolls under the ropes to the apron, hoping his ankle will hold up, and he clings at the ropes and he wills JJ to turn around…

JT: ROGUE SPEAR!

RJ: ACCESS ALL AREAS!

The crowd are about to start celebrating as Acer propels himself through the ropes for the rolling spear but he jumps straight into the stunner from JJ. The fans suddenly look horrorstruck as Johnson makes the cover….

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JT: THESE FANS WILL NOT LET ACER DIE TONIGHT!

We see fans hugging one another and pumping the air as Acer forces his shoulder off the mat before the completion of the count. JJ’s eyes look ready to pop from his head as he gets up and corners the official…

JJ: You work for me b1tch….what did I say? Count the f***ing three, that’s your only job….

RJ: JJ starting to show a very different side…

JT: Acer said the mask would slip…

JJ continues to glare at the referee and the official looks nervous. Johnson turns away now and he circles Acer, trashing him as he waits for him to stand…

JJ: Really thought you was gone what? Turn up and outshine me? Beat me? Fool you don’t belong here….in my ring, my company….this my domain….bow down and worship your god…..

RJ: VIP EXPERIENCE

Acer reaches his feet and JJ spins him around and lifts him for the tombstone but Acer kicks his legs and staggers back before dropping down onto the apron. JJ turns and Acer ploughs his shoulder through the middle rope, winding JJ…..

JT: ROGUE SPEAR….GOT EVERY LAST BIT OF IT!

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 4:35 pm

Acer propels through the ropes and nearly takes JJ out of his sneaks with the rolling spear…
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RJ: Saint might have just broken Acer’s spine….

JT: Saint was almost looked upon as a “third wheel” in this contest which is a madness to me….

RJ: Five time world champion….the newest addition to our Hall of Fame….if you count on this man then you don’t know wrestling….

Saint looks animalistic, his chest heaving in and out, as he stands over Acer. The crowd are booing but Saint just turns from side to side, eyeballing the fans. He then turns and begins to rip the coverings off the announce desks…

JT: Saint looks angry now…..whether it’s being overlooked or the crowd’s reaction, I have no idea…

RJ: An angry Saint is not good news for Acer….it’s not good news for anyone….I was there during his reign of terror in 6WF when he let his inner demon come loose, the results were devastating….

JT: And they could be again right here for Acer….I think we need to move, RJ…

We hear Saint yelling at the commentators “Unless you f***s want some too, move”…..he then drags Acer back off the steel steps and he throws him on top of the table before getting up with him. Acer is clearly in a lot of pain as Saint puts a hand under his chin and forces his head upward….

Saint: I want you to look at me and see the man that ends your dreams for good….and know this; you did this to yourself…..

*Crowd pop

JT: NO DISQUALIFICATIONS TONIGHT!

The fans are bouncing as Acer, unable to do much else, just ploughs his arm upward between the legs of Saint and takes all the wind out of him. Saint is doubled up and drops to his knees in agony before dragging himself across the tables toward the “Social Media” desk (the furthest away)….Acer is looking in a bad way but he draws energy from the crowd and psyches himself up before standing and he sprints across three tables (6CWF/Spanish/Japanese) and leaps through the air….

RJ: SPEAR THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE…..THIS IS UTTER MADNESS HERE AT BORN IN FIRE!

Crowd: Holy (beep) x20

JT: I’m with these fans…this defies belief….

Acer spears Saint (who has just got back up) and they plough through the table, leaving them both buried beneath the wreckage. The referee has no choice but to just take a backward step and let make their own way back up…

RJ: Have these men got anything left?

JT: Born in Fire, TAW Title on the line….yeah I’d say they do….I can’t explain how, no normal human would have anything left….but these men aren’t normal….they are giants of our game….

Acer’s hand appears from the debris and fishes for a grip on anything, settling for one of the announcer’s chairs. He starts to pull himself up and he looks down at Saint, still face down in the carnage and then he looks back toward the ring….JJ Johnson is slowly getting to his feet…

RJ: I know we keep saying it but I truly believe that is the man that Acer wants to beat here tonight…..his dream is to be the TAW Champion but after everything that has been said and done in the last month; he wants JJ Johnson….

JT: For Acer; beating JJ Johnson is the validation…this is the man standing between him and his lifelong ambition….

Acer kicks parts of the broken table away as he makes his way to the apron and drags himself up. He positions himself and waits for JJ to stand up….

RJ: BUCKSHOT….

JJ ducks the lariat and he smirks but then he turns around and Acer twirls back in a discus motion and flips JJ inside out with another lariat. The crowd are going wild as Acer drags JJ back up now and he whips him off the ropes before popping him up and plants him with a powerbomb on the canvass. He stands over Johnson and stares down at him before his eyes travel to the corner….

JT: Acer knows what he wants….he knows that kneedrop is his ticket….

Acer crouches down and stares into JJ’s eyes before making his way to the ropes. He climbs up top, the fans willing him on, but suddenly JJ leaps through the air (ala Shelton Benjamin) nails a Superman punch which sits Acer down on the turnbuckle…

RJ: How on earth?

JT: The Greatest of All Time? JJ claims it but it might just be true….even at this stage of his career the man oozes class…..Acer felt he had JJ compromised there and yet now JJ is on the front foot…..

RJ: Is tonight the night when JJ becomes a four time world champion? It’s been over a decade…

JJ jaw jacks the crowd before he clambers onto the ropes now and pulls Acer into the front facelock. He urges the fans to “watch this” before attempting a superplex…

JT: Acer not willing to budge…..

RJ: He’s fighting back, with everything he has….

Acer drives a shot into the ribs and then he slams his forearm into the bridge of JJ’s nose. He grabs him and headbutts his face now before re-arranging his feet….

JT: SIDE-EFFECT!

RJ: ASTONISHING!

The whole ring shakes as Acer leaps from the ropes and he ploughs JJ into the canvass with the neckbreaker (ala Matt Hardy)…

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JT: HE KICKED OUT….WHAT ARE WE WATCHING HERE?!?

RJ: Born in Fire 2012 I watched Cassius Zhi beat JJ within an inch of his life but nothing he could do was enough….it was on that night, if ever in doubt before, that I realised that JJ truly is “God Mode” activated….

JT: Gods can be defeated, history tells us this….but it takes a Herculean effort…..what has Acer got left in his arsenal?

Acer sits on the canvass for a moment and takes measure of the situation in front of him. He looks at JJ (flat on the canvass) and sucks in a deep breath…

RJ: This is one of the most intense tales ever told….and this match has more than matched the hype coming in…

JT: Despite all the talk, all the confidence, there will have been a part of Acer that has been wondering if he can truly defeat JJ Johnson…..that voice will be a lot louder in his head as this match is progressing…

RJ: He’s already hit JJ with some of his absolute best work….the kind of moves that have given him an exceptional record since Night of Glory…..but JJ told him, he told him that he was on a whole other level to anything Acer has ever faced….

Acer rolls back up now and he paces the ring, the fans roaring on his every moment. JJ is crawling onto his front and trying to stand up….he crawls in front of Acer now and he raises his head to look at him….JJ’s lip is bloodied and he spits the blood at Acer’s feet…

JJ: Done told yo a55….you don’t have what it takes….you’re not good enough to beat me…

JT: One last act of defiance?

Acer swells at JJ’s words and he seizes his head before ragging him up into position and he flips him into the air….

RJ: BARRY WHITE….

Acer flips JJ up into the powerbomb position but Saint is back up on the apron (he’s also set two tables up next to each other in the aisle) and he grabs JJ’s hand to prevent Acer from transitioning into the piledriver. A tug of war ensues now as Saint tries to help JJ down onto the apron….in the end Acer almost allows JJ to be pulled over the ropes to join Saint and he sprints off the opposite ropes before either JJ or Saint can react…..

JT: OH MY DEAR LORD ALMIGHTY!!!

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 4:36 pm

*Crowd ultra pop

Acer dives through the ropes (Big E style) and he tackles both Saint and JJ, taking all three of them flying off the apron and crashing through the tables that Saint has been so kind to set up just moments earlier…

RJ: I don’t think I have ever seen anything quite like that in my career…

JT: Acer told us….he said he’s go right through both of them and he was not playing around….that’s exactly what he just did…

RJ: All in the quest to become world champion….friendships in tatters but dreams remain intact…..can Acer dig deep now and fulfil his prophecy?

JT: Sixty two thousand believe so….they are ready to see Acer climb to the summit….

Acer is the first of the three to start moving and he staggers into the ring apron for balance. He kicks some of the debris away now and he seizes JJ under the head and hauls him up before slinging him into the ring. JJ slowly starts to try and crawl up as Acer clambers onto the apron….

RJ: BUCKSHOT!

JT: Acer is just putting all the final pieces together now….he knows that the TAW Championship is within reach….

RJ: We are moments away from one of the most beloved moments in the history of this company……Acer going high now…..SHOOTING STAR KNEEDROP!

There is pandemonium in the stands as Acer goes up high. He crosses himself and looks to the heavens before executing the flying kneedrop to perfection. He hooks the leg on JJ….

Crowd: ONE..
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JT: Shocker…

The referee’s hand comes down for three but Saint drags the ref under the ropes and kicks the official straight in the face. He staggers back into the ringside barrier as Acer turns his head to see what is happening. Saint grins and then he gives the middle finger…

Crowd: Saint’s a w***er! X10

RJ: This crowd are not afraid of telling the “Head of Programming” exactly what they think of him…

Acer swells in rage as he stands up and then he takes Saint by surprise as he runs and launches himself over the top rope into a senton takedown. Acer walks over to the announce area now and he wastes no time in grabbing a steel chair….he pauses for a moment and stares at the TAW belt….

JT: Acer believes that JJ and Saint are doing everything they can to keep him away from that title…..

RJ: And now he’s going to do everything he can to remove them from his path….

CRACK!
Saint staggers up as Acer lashes the chair across his spine. Saint turns and Acer drives the edge of the chair into his midsection before smashing the weapon over his back once again. Saint drops down on his knees, head up against the ringpost as Acer raises the weapon in the air…

JT: He’s not….Acer, please don’t do something you will regret….

CRACK!

Saint pulls his head off the line at the final moment and then he punches Acer in the gut. Saint is hurting but he quickly grabs the chair and places it against the throat of Acer before slamming the legs down into the floor….

RJ: GOOD LORD!

JT: That will crush your windpipe….

RJ: Watching this bout is making me wonder how on earth these three men were once the best of friends…

Saint gets up now and he crotch chops at the crowd before pressing his fingers to his lips. Saint motions a belt around his waist now, prompting even more boos, before he drags Acer up and throws him into the ring. Saint smirks as Acer spits blood on the canvass…

JT: Saint’s happy that he may have caused internal damage to Acer…

RJ: I mean Acer tried to crush his skull so I guess that is Saint’s justification….

Saint still has the chair in his hands as he gets in the ring, slamming the weapon down on the mat. He then reaches down and brings Acer up, hooking his arms in place….

JT: Saint looking to leave Born in Fire as the TAW Heavyweight Champion….

RJ: Not if Acer can help it….

Acer suddenly drops down to his knees again and he slams his hand between Saint’s legs. Saint is doubled up in agony as Acer grabs the chair again and swings it with all his might…..CRACK!

JT: JJ TOOK THE BRUNT!

Saint dodges the impact just as JJ is standing up and the chair smashes Johnson’s head and sends him through the ropes to the outside. Acer turns around now and Saint kicks him in the gut….

RJ: PROMISED SLAM ON THE CHAIR….FORGET ABOUT IT!

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JT: YOU KICKED THE REFEREE’S HEAD OFF, SAINT…..WHO’S GOING TO COUNT?!?

Saint is slamming his hands against the mat over and over as he shows his frustration that there is no official. Saint stands up and we hear him yelling at ring crew…

Saint: Get another f***ing ref out here or someone is getting fired…

RJ: Saint abusing that authority that JJ gave him….

Saint looks down on Acer now and shakes his head. “You chose this path….you made this happen” he says before heading to the corner and climbing up to the top….

JT: We don’t see Saint do this very often…

RJ: When the big event dictates….Saint can fly with the best of them…..SWANTON!

The crowd roar as Saint throws himself off the top rope but Acer moves and sends the big man crashing on top of the chair. Acer staggers back onto his feet now and he grabs Saint, pulling him into place….

JT: BARRY WHITE DRIVER!

RJ: He used every bit of strength in his body….

Acer somehow gets Saint up into the powerbomb position and then brings him down on his head in the middle of the ring….

JT: Look at that referee run….

The audience are going wild as we see a new referee running down the ramp and he dives into the ring…

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RJ: I thought JJ was done after that chairshot….

JT: JJ is hell-bent on ensuring Acer leaves here empty handed…

The crowd are booing as JJ rolls onto his back and grins at the sky, enjoying the crowd reaction. Acer is already getting up and he reaches for the chair…

RJ: JJ KICKED UP…..BOOK END!

JJ suddenly leaps to his feet and catches Acer with the modified “rock bottom” as he turns around. The crowd are vicious in their response but JJ laughs at them….

JJ: Do you not get it yet? Why’s it not sinking in? He can’t beat me…..this is my house….and that (he points out at the TAW belt) belongs to me…..nobody else is walking out with that gold….now watch as I put this piece of **** down for good….

JJ kicks the chair out of his way as he goes into an exaggerated stalking position. He follows Acer’s position around the ring and he waits for him to rise before beckoning him around….

RJ: VIP EXPERIENCE!

JT: TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER!

JJ flips Acer up but he kicks his legs and drops over the back of JJ as he reverses their positions and dumps him on the top of his head with the tombstone. Acer kneels for a moment as the referee anticipates a cover but he shakes his head…

RJ: Acer’s not done….

JT: I think he second guessed himself….he knows what he’s hit with JJ so far and JJ has kicked out of it all…

RJ: I think he just wants to crush JJ once and for all…

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 5:26 pm

Acer walks to the ropes now and he climbs to the outside. He grabs two chairs and chucks them back in the ring…..the referee looks at Acer but thinks better of trying to stop him…

JT: Acer is ready to exorcise his demons once and for all….on the stage he created….

RJ: Perhaps the most fitting end to one of the most intense stories ever told….

Acer puts one of the chairs under JJ’s head and then he grabs the second one. It is clear that there is a moment of hesitancy in Acer’s eyes as he draws the chair up…

JT: Acer might not want to but he knows he has no other choice….

RJ: HE’S GONNA CRUSH HIS SKULL!

Ding ding ding

JT: OH MY GOD!

Michael Bird: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner……………..AND NEW TAW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION……………………..JJ JOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNSSSSSSSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!

RJ: WHAT ARE WE WITNESSING!

JT: THE TOTAL SCREWJOB…..THE JOHNSON TAKEOVER IS COMPLETE!

RJ: I’D SUGGEST THEY GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE BEFORE WE HAVE A RIOT ON OUR HANDS…

The instant replays show us the end of the bout. Acer is drawing the chair back for the con-chair-to when Brandi Johnson rolls into the ring and lands a low blow on Acer from behind, a smirk on her face. Acer drops to his knees and turns his head, the betrayal registering in his eyes….JJ stumbles back up now and he grabs the chair off the mat and breaks the entire panel off as he smashes the weapon over Acer’s head…..JJ places a foot on Acer’s chest and demands the referee counts…

RJ: Look at the security, Jeff...

There are nearly 100 security rushing down the ramp as we go full blown Bash at the Beach 96 as litter and drinks are launched into the ring. Brandi Johnson does the splits in front of JJ now as she wraps the TAW belt around his waist....JJ steps in front of the crowd and raises a lone fist...

JT: I don't think this is wise, JJ

Security are talking with JJ, Saint and Brandi now and advising them to leave ringside. Riot shields are on hand as items continue to be launched toward the ring...

RJ: This is turning very ugly here, folks...

JJ, Saint and Brandi are rushed backstage but not before JJ returns to pose with the belt again, laughing as the fans go wild. Back in the ring and we see bloodstained Acer staggering up....the crowd are chanting his name but he is clearly crestfallen...

JT: There are no words right now....I'm so sorry, Acer..

RJ: It's not us that need to apologise....Acer has had his dreams shattered here tonight by his best friends...just let that sink in...

The crowd continue to chant for Acer, who is struggling to hold back tears, as Allie Thompson and Michael Bird climb in the ring to console him.

JT: One of the most popular and beloved superstars....we are all feeling this right now...

RJ: This is heartbreaking...

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 5:37 pm

*Backstage and we see that many of the staff are giving a wide berth and the cold shoulder as JJ Johnson, The Saint and Brandi return backstage. Donald Trump is there and he greets JJ with a hug and they once again do the dance. JJ places the TAW belt on Trump's shoulder...

JJ: Thank you, Mr President...

Trump: The honour was mine, JJ....you represent our country like a hero...

*JJ turns back to the crew members

JJ: Hear that? Man said I'm a motherf***ing hero and don't y'all forget it....we pay your f***ing wages so hear me now....bow down to the king...

*Brandi kisses her husband as Saint walks over to the monitors now

Saint: Zoom in on his crying little face....I want to drink it in...

*The staff members look disgusted as they zoom in on Acer's bloodied face

Saint: Beautiful....

JJ: SAINT!

*Saint turns

JJ: POTUS wants us on motherf***ing Air Force One baby....

Saint: Happy days...

*JJ grabs a bottle of champagne and he pops it before pouring a little down the front of Brandi's revealing top

JJ: We gone celebrate tonight, baby....

*She smirks and kisses her husband as Saint walks close to Donald Trump

Saint: So any famous p0ornstars on this plane?

Trump: You'll have to wait and find out, my friend...

Saint: You're a dirty dog, Donald, I like that.

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 6:11 pm

*We get a split-screen now of Thunder & Liam Wood. The crowd are torn in their support as we see Emmy looking at Wood with trepidation. This leads us into the VT to build for this match.

Bout 7
25 Years in the Making
Liam Wood vs Thunder

Galactic empire's metal cover of the Imperial March begins to play. Several stormtroopers file our of the entrance way. They march down the ramp, lining up on both sides of the ramp. A throne rises up from under the stage, sat on the throne is the Emperor. Darth Vader walks out and kneels in front of the Emperor, who raises his arm in a signal for Vader to rise.

Vader starts to walk down the ramp. As he gets half way down the ramp, a lightsaber blade pops through the throne, appearing to skewer the Emperor. The throne descends below the stage, revealing Thunder dressed as the secret apprentice, Star Killer.

Vader storms back up the ramp, drawing his own lightsaber as the goes. The two fight on the stage, their lightsabers clashing. Thunder blocks a blow, drops low and lunges forward, slashing Vader in the midsection. Thunder turns gestures forward, Vader flies backwards off the stage.

Thunder turns side on towards the ring, he tosses his lightsaber to the stage and charges down the ramp. As he hits the bottom of the ramp, he jumps forward on to springboard that sends him in to the air. Thunder flips in the air as he clears the ropes, landing with a skid. He rises his arms in the air, as if in surprise that he landed it.

RJ: Ever the showman....that much hasn't changed...

JT: I don't think his opponent will be quite so flamboyant....Liam Wood is all business tonight...

Pyros explode from the front of the stage as "Revival Mode" crashes the airwaves. The majority of the fans cheer but there are one or two boos as Liam Wood marches his way down toward the ring. He pauses outside and glares up at his former best friend...

JT: This is intense....

RJ: Wood is ready for war...

JT: Thunder better be...

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 6:13 pm

Wood suddenly bursts into a run and he dives under the ropes into the ring. Thunder thinks about backing off but he finds himself against the ropes and decides to storm forward instead…

JT: We’ve only seen Thunder retreating for weeks….but he knew this was coming….

RJ: WHAT A SHOT!

Thunder dives low and drives both of his soles against the side of Wood’s head as he gets to a kneeling position, sending him rolling across the ring. Wood is already getting back up in the corner as Thunder charges across and jumps into a high knee strike, crushing him against the turnbuckle. He circles around and then charges back in with a flying shoulder thrust to the midsection…

JT: Thunder’s aim is becoming clear here already…not to give Wood a single minute to breathe….

Thunder waits for Wood to lift his head back up and then he runs back in with a second leaping spear/shoulder thrust to the stomach. Spittle flies from Wood’s mouth and he is badly winded as his former friend leans into him and lifts him up onto the turnbuckle…

RJ: Thunder calls this “The Death Star”….

JT: Wood knows….he felt it at “Unleashed”….

RJ: And he’s doing everything he can to not feel it again…

Wood suddenly wraps his legs around Thunder’s shoulders and pick, locking him close to the corner, and drives down at his head and face with repeated 12/6 elbow strikes. Thunder takes three flush and staggers back, blood dripping from his hairline…

JT: Wood split Thunder’s head…

RJ: He’s been waiting for the opportunity….WHAT A KICK!

Wood frees his legs so he can stand on the second ropes now and he leaps forward and slams his feet into the chest of Thunder whilst in the air, sending Thunder flying backward into a roll that sends him against the far ropes. Thunder is trying to get back up, dabbing at his head, as Wood flies across with a brutal v-trigger style knee that whips Thunder’s head and neck backward across the ropes and causes him to flee the ring…

JT: Two men know for sensational technical ability but this is a fight, pure and simple….

RJ: We are seeing that from the off…pinpoint strikes are the pick so far, they want to hurt each other…

Thunder stumbles toward the ringside barrier and the referee moves over to talk with Wood but he’s already left the ring. Thunder turns as Wood charges into him, picking him up off the floor, and runs him backward into a tackle that sends the steel steps bouncing across the ringside floor….the crowd are loving the hard-hitting action….

JT: We’ve talked about the nature of his rivalry and how both men have supporters, both men have their detractors….but every single fan in this stadium is loving the tempo with which this one has begun….

RJ: Liam Wood is not attempting to control his “darkness” tonight….it is very much at the forefront….OH LORD!

The referee is ready to call for the bell and throw the match out as Wood hauls the steps onto his shoulders and slings them toward Thunder’s head but he manages to duck and the steps clatter the ringpost. Thunder immediately turns to retreat as Wood runs into him from behind and sends him, face-first, into the ringpost….

JT: Liam Wood is not going to let Thunder leave here tonight….he’s not going to let him run any more…

RJ: Thunder came back and he ripped the world title from the fingertips of Liam Wood….that isn’t something he’s likely to just forgive…

JT: Especially with how hard Wood fought for that opportunity…

Thunder’s face has blood running down it now as Wood turns him around and launches him back inside. Wood is back up on the apron and he waits for Thunder to reach his feet before springboarding in and takes him out with a clothesline (ala CM Punk). Thunder staggers up in the corner as Wood almost kicks his jaw clean off with a yakuza kick. Wood stands there and stares into the eyes of Thunder before he lifts him onto the ropes…

RJ: You can see it every single time Wood looks at Thunder that he no longer recognises the man he is looking at….

JT: They’ve both said they always knew they’d fight again, they’ve been doing it for 25 years on and off, but it’s the manner in which this battle has come about…..Wood never believes Thunder would betray him…

RJ: Thunder, on the other hand, sees it very differently….

Wood clambers onto the ropes now and he pushes Thunder’s head up, exposing his chest, and lashes a brutal chop against the skin. Wood looks over his shoulder and then he drags Thunder off into a huger superplex, which he immediately transitions into a falcon arrow (ala Seth Rollins)…
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…1
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…………..Thunder kicks out!

JT: I’m not sure Liam was going to let that reach three….he hasn’t just come to Born in Fire to win this match….

RJ: We’ve seen Liam do some very heinous things to those who he believes have “wronged” him….Thunder now joins the ranks of Engel Harlequin, Drake Callihan and, of course, Vincent Costello….

Thunder grabs the middle rope to help himself up but Wood lashes a kick up into his chest. He shoves Thunder’s head through the ropes and displays his bloodied face to the camera as he now begins to grate Thunder’s head against the ropes…

JT: We are seeing this almost “alternate persona” of Liam Wood tonight at Born in Fire….this isn’t the “Prove I’m the best in the world” Liam Wood….this is “I’m putting you in the hospital” Liam Wood….

RJ: A very scary side once unleashed…

The referee has words with Wood but he doesn’t seem to care as he rags Thunder away and just throws him against the canvass. Wood heads for the corner now and he starts to rise to the top rope, taking a perch as he reaches his destination. Thunder rolls over from his front onto his back as Wood makes his move…..

JT: MACHO MAN ELBOW!

The crowd rise in anticipation but Thunder moves out of the way and sends his rival crashing into the mat. Thunder rolls all the way under the ropes to the apron and then he catapults himself over the top into a forward roll…

RJ: ROLLING THUNDER!

Thunder crashes down with the senton and then he springboards onto the ropes and twists back into a legdrop on Wood. Thunder heads for the corner now and climbs high….

JT: Thunder always been a big fan of Eddie Guerrero….is he thinking frogsplash here?

RJ: No, he wants a second legdrop….

Thunder lands hard on his backside as Wood moves, returning the favour, and sends his foe against the canvass. Wood is back on his feet now and he seizes the legs of Thunder before performing a giant swing (ala Cesaro)….he releases, leaving his opponent incredibly dizzy, and runs off the ropes…

JT: PSYCHO CRUSHER!

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 6:13 pm

Wood returns for the “foot stomp” but Thunder avoids it and grabs the waist for a German suplex. Wood slams his elbow back into Thunder’s face to send him rocking back to the corner and then crashes into him with a clothesline. He grips Thunder in a headlock and runs him out for a bulldog….

RJ: BLUE THUNDER BOMB….WHAT A COUNTER!

The crowd have to applaud as Thunder locks his feet and suddenly lifts Wood into the spinning powerbomb…………………..1…………………….2…………………Wood just manages to kick out. Thunder quickly gets back up and he grabs Wood by the head and tries to flip him into another powerbomb but Wood lands on his feet and nails a European uppercut followed by a discus forearm smash. Thunder sags back into the ropes from the impact but then roars forward for a lariat (ala Jon Moxley)….

JT: Fantastic reactions from Wood there….

Wood just manages to duck the impact and he superkicks the knees out from Thunder, dropping him, and then seizes his arms…

RJ: VIPER DROP!

Thunder counters with a backdrop and immediately looks to follow up with a standing moonsault but Wood drives his knees up. Wood clambers up now and he flips Thunder into a lungblower….

JT: These men know each other so well….counter after counter…

RJ: They have wrestled hundreds of times, trained thousands….

Thunder counters by spinning his body around and then nails a victory roll combo…………………1…………………………2…………shoulder up. They scramble back up and Thunder sidesteps and sends Wood across the ring before leaping into the air for a dropkick as he comes back…

JT: Wood caught him….

Wood catches Thunder’s legs and slams him down on the back of his head before catapulting Thunder to the corner. Thunder lands on the middle turnbuckle and then he backflips over Wood as he turns and rushes at him….Thunder lands on his feet as Wood turns toward him…

RJ: ROCK BOTTOM!

Thunder lifts Wood but Wood spins his body and counters into a modified armdrag takedown. They both get back up and Wood slams a knee into Thunder’s stomach and looks for a suplex but Thunder floats over the shoulder and nails a poisonrana. Wood rolls onto his knees as Thunder grabs him and pulls him back up…

JT: We know he loves these in threes…

RJ: This is the ultimate homage to his hero….VIVA LA RAZA!

The crowd have to applaud and some are very vocal as Thunder nails the hattrick of vertical suplexes (three amigos) on Wood and then he rolls to the ring and leaps up top before executing the frogsplash to perfection. Thunder hooks the leg…

JT: Thunder said he would leave nobody in any doubt that he has always been superior to Wood…

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RJ: HE’S STILL GOT WORK TO DO!!!

Wood presses his shoulder up off the mat and there are cheers from his supporters. Thunder shows no trace of emotion as he gets back up to his feet now and clambers out onto the apron. He perches there, waiting for his opponent to rise..

JT: MILANO!

Thunder springboards in for the “phenomenal” elbow strike but Wood catches him around the throat on the way down and immediately chokeslams him into a backbreaker. Wood quickly drags Thunder back up and he flips him into a lungblower, driving all the wind out of him as he ploughs his knees into the spine…

JT: Wood going after the back here of Thunder….

RJ: Slow him right now, making him more susceptible to Wood’s heavy attacks…

Wood gets up and he stomps right down on the back of Thunder, drawing his head up, and grabs under his chin to apply the “Viper Lock”….

JT: Wood’s gonna look to break Thunder in pieces here….

Thunder struggles against the grip of Wood and refuses to slip into the submission. He gets to one knee and then manages to free one of his arms as he turns his body enough to jam the elbow into bottom of Wood’s ribs….Wood takes a step back as Thunder clambers up and then whips his body around with a side-enzeguiri (ala AJ Styles) which lashes against Wood’s temple and sends him through the ropes to the outside….

RJ: Think the referee has any chance of keeping this in the ring?

JT: Absolutely not…

Thunder smears some of his blood on his arm before he grabs the ropes. He catapults over the top and Wood stops dead in anticipation of a crossbody but Thunder lands on the apron and then twists his body before moonsaulting off into a takedown….

RJ: The crowd enjoyed that….regardless of their thoughts and feelings on either man they know this is elite level stuff….

Thunder gets to his feet now and he grips the ringside barrier as he waits for Wood to start getting up and he leaps onto them for another moonsault but this time Wood catches him on his shoulders….

JT: Went to the well too many times there, Thunder…

Wood spins Thunder around and aims to run him into the ringpost but Thunder kicks his legs and drops off before leaping into a dropkick to the back that sends Wood’s face right against the solid steel. Wood stumbles around toward the aisleway as Thunder runs around now and uses the steel steps to propel himself through the air….

RJ: MILANO….HE NAILED HIM!

Thunder brings his elbow crashing down into the face of Wood and leaves him splayed across the floor in front of the ramp. He looks down on Wood and then shrugs his shoulders before heading back to the ring…

JT: Thunder doesn’t care one iota about how he takes this victory tonight….this was only ever about beating Wood, whatever it takes…

RJ: A victory, however it comes, proves Thunder is the better man – that is how he sees it…

Thunder rolls into the ring, drawing some boos from the fans, as the referee begins to count Wood out. The cameras show Wood, sprawled on his back, as the count reaches four…

JT: That elbow strike is one of Thunder’s most devastating…..had he landed that in ring then he could very well have won this contest….

RJ: And now you have to wonder if Wood can answer this ten count….right now it doesn’t look great for him…

The referee’s count is on six as Wood grabs at the ring apron but slips back on his knees. Thunder continues to lean back against the turnbuckle and watch as Wood makes another attempt at getting back in the ring….

JT: Thunder knows he’s in control here…..even with Wood beating the count…

Wood is clambering through the middle ropes on eight when Thunder lifts himself onto the second turnbuckle and leaps across with a legdrop to the back of the neck which brings Wood back into the ring. Wood rolls back toward the middle now as the trace of a smile crosses Thunder’s lips and he runs the ropes…

RJ: What is he…..PSYCHO CRUSHER!

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 6:16 pm

JT: He tried to use Wood’s own move…

Thunder returns and leaps for the foot stomp but Wood rises and catches Thunder up on his shoulders. He then runs Thunder backward and launches him against the turnbuckle with a powerbomb…..Thunder staggers forward and Wood superkicks his legs out from under him and charges the ropes himself…

RJ: HE GOT ALL OF THAT ONE!

Thunder’s face is crushed into the canvass, leaving a blood stain, before Wood rolls him over and makes the cover…

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………….kickout!

JT: It’s almost as though Wood should have known it wouldn’t be enough…..

RJ: This is the man who knows Wood almost as well as he knows himself….

Wood kneels for a second as the referee gives him a clear indicator that it was only. Wood rises again now and he grabs hold of Thunder, hooking his arms into place…

JT: Liam Wood’s journey since May last year has involved him exorcising multiple demons from his past….but this was the most unexpected….

RJ: I think deep down this was the one Wood didn’t want to reappear, certainly not in this fashion…..

JT: But he has to find a way….just like he did with all the others…..VIPER DROP!

Thunder struggles and then he swipes Wood’s legs out from under him. He considers a scorpion deathlock but then he drops back and slingshots Wood into the corner, causing him to smash his face. Thunder then charges the opposite ropes and comes running back as Wood staggers around…

RJ: WHAT A BOOT!

Wood, almost instinctively, drives his foot upward and almost takes Thunder’s head off as he returns off the ropes. Wood then heads for the corner and he climbs high, the fans rising in anticipation, and he wills Thunder to stand before leaping toward him with a flying lariat takedown…..Wood rolls back up and he grabs Thunder by the wrist and then he whips him off the ropes….

JT: WORLD EATER!

Wood pops Thunder up but he somehow throws himself forward and over Wood into a sunset flip takedown…………………1………………………………2…………………kickout. They get back up and Wood dodges a right hand and locks his arms for a full nelson but Thunder rolls forward and takes Wood down to the ground before grabbing his legs…

RJ: SCORPION DEATHLOCK!

JT: He’s got this in tight….

Wood yells in pain as Thunder sits right back into the hold, extending the pressure up the spine. Thunder’s face is bloodied but he looks as focused as ever as he shifts his feet for more leverage and yanks right back on the legs…..

RJ: Wood is in a whole world of pain here…..Thunder is starting to punish him….

JT: Both of these men have taken copious damage in this bout and a submission like this is not going to help matters….at this juncture Wood finds himself in real danger….

The referee is asking Wood if he wants to quit but he shakes his head and just tries to fight and crawl his way across toward the safety of the ropes. Thunder continues to arch the back…..

RJ: Wood’s in pain here but he is fighting with everything he has….

JT: And Thunder is struggling with the grip….

RJ: Blood and sweat will cause that….

Thunder’s hands are slipping as Wood tries to reach out and grab the ropes. “The Oncoming Storm” seems to realise he is losing control of the submission so he releases and grabs Wood’s heel, dragging him back toward the centre…

JT: Thunder looking to reapply…..

RJ: HE MIGHT NEED SOMEONE TO WIRE HIS JAW AFTER THAT!

Wood slips one leg free and then he drives forward with full force so that his foot connects with the side of Thunder’s face and sends him flying across the ring. Thunder is holding his head, clearly in a lot of discomfort, as Wood stumbles back up and he grips him in place…

JT: BURNING HAMMER….HE GOT EVERY LAST BIT OF IT!

The fans are cheering the phenomenal move as Wood gets Thunder on his shoulders and then drills him on his head…
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RJ: This is just as phenomenal as we hoped it would be….

Wood sits there for a moment and scratches his head after Thunder finds the energy to kick out. Wood clambers up again now and he backs into the corner and lifts himself onto the second rope….

JT: He nailed it from running but now Wood is going for high impact off the ropes….PSYCHO CRUSHER!

Wood leaps off the ropes in search of the foot stomp but Thunder just manages to avoid it. Thunder then drags Wood in for another “rock bottom” but Wood elbows his way free and he rushes off the ropes….

RJ: OMERTA…..HE USED VINCENT COSTELLO’S FINISHER!

Thunder lets Wood come back off the ropes and he whips him up and spins him into the incredible black hole slam……………………1……………………………2…………………….Wood just manages to kick out!

JT: Thunder knows what Vincent Costello did to Liam Wood, knows what he put him and Emmy through…..using that move right there was incredibly personal…

RJ: And it will not have been lost on Liam Wood….

Thunder gets back up now and he heads over to the corner once more. The crowd are on their feet as Thunder reaches the top rope but Wood rises and swipes his legs from under him….Wood climbs onto the ropes now and they begin to trade with punches, elbows, forearms and headbutts….

JT: This is just a fight right here…

RJ: And 62 thousand fans are loving it…..

Thunder suddenly drives forward with a forearm strike that misses the intended target of the chin and hits Wood in the throat. Wood is badly hurt from the shot and it allows Thunder to readjust his feet and step over the ropes….

JT: THUNDERCLAP….NAILED IT!

RJ: THAT IS ALL!

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 6:17 pm

The crowd are stunned as Thunder leaps from the ropes and drives Wood into the canvass with the “rock bottom” from on high…

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RJ: WOOD FOUND THE ROPES!

JT: It’s all he could do at that point…..there was no other option….he had nothing left….

RJ: Thunder seems to be thinking the same thing….he knows Wood is weakened here….

Thunder stares at Wood’s foot on the ropes for a long moment before rolling backward into his feet. He paces back and forth as he waits for Wood to start crawling up and then he runs into the corner and drills him with a crunching shining wizard to the jaw. Wood slumps there as Thunder lifts him onto the turnbuckle now….

JT: Thunder is looking for the finish now, the exclamation mark…

RJ: What a statement this would be…in his first full match back in 6CWF, at Born in Fire….

JT: DEATH STAR!

Thunder carries Wood out of the corner for the “muscle buster” but Wood starts to fight and squirm before able to drop behind. Thunder turns as Wood buries a boot into his gut and then hooks his arms…

RJ: VIPER DRIVER!….

Wood drills Thunder in the middle of the ring with the tombstone like manoeuvre but the impact and the toll of the match causes both men to roll away from one another and remain motionless on the canvass….

JT: That move could have won Liam Wood this match but he’s got nothing in the tank…..he cannot capitalise…

RJ: Because he has sustained a beating and endured some real damage at the hands of Thunder, especially in the last few minutes…..great move by Wood, maybe enough to win any match, but he cannot get himself over to make the cover…

Wood starts to push himself up and tries to crawl across the ring to get his arm on Thunder’s chest but as he gets closer Thunder rolls and drops from the ring…

JT: Thunder still had enough ring presence to know the danger he was in…bought himself a real reprieve there….

RJ: Both men have put so much into this….

The cameras show us Thunder on his knees outside of the ring as Wood grabs the ropes and pulls himself to the outside. He stumbles over and grabs his former friend but then Thunder uses Wood’s forward momentum to drag him forward, causing Wood’s head to slam into the corner of the steel steps….

JT: The edge of those steps were so close to hitting Wood’s eye….that could have been devastating…

RJ: I don’t think it tickled either way…

Wood is holding his cheekbone as he tries to stumble up and Thunder grabs him before bouncing his face off the steps again. Wood staggers around toward the announce area now as Thunder rips the covers off the floor, exposing the concrete underneath…

JT: What is Thunder planning here?

RJ: BLUE THUNDER….OH MY!

Thunder looks to lift and slam Wood but he elbows his way out of the grip and then he drags Thunder back in before blasting his face into the concrete with a swinging reverse STO (Sister Abigail). Wood considers the count out but shakes his head…

JT: Wood wants the pin or submission….

Wood slings Thunder under the ropes before he clambers up on the apron. Wood heads for the corner now and he climbs high…

RJ: THAT ONE HIT THE SPOT!

Wood flies through the air and drives his elbow into the heart of Thunder. He considers the pin but then he shakes his head and walks back to the corner…

JT: I’m getting serious Savage-Warrior vibes here….how many elbows did he hit that night?

RJ: At least a half dozen…

JT: WOOD NAILED THREE!

The crowd applaud as Wood flies through the air three times and smashes his elbow into the chest of Thunder before making the cover…

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RJ: JUST LIKE WARRIOR, HE KICKED OUT!!!

Thunder throws his arm up off the mat and for the first time we see frustration and, perhaps, some doubt on the face of Liam Wood. He presses his hands against his face and throws his head back…

JT: Wood nailed three of those elbow drops, he hit each of them clean…

RJ: But we cannot overlook Thunder….and I think some people have….this is a former world champion, one of the biggest stars of the last generation…..one day this man will enter the Hall of Fame….

JT: This is the big leagues….the biggest stage…this is where the elite separate themselves from the chasing pack…

RJ: I have been at every Born in Fire event, I’ve seen legends made….dreams realised and shattered in equal measure….this is what you work your entire career for…

Wood gets up onto his feet as he watches Thunder trying to get up. The crowd are cheering for both men (as well as boos) before Wood runs the ropes and comes charging back…

JT: PSYCHO…

Thunder moves out of the way of the stomp and rolls Wood up……………1……………….2…………..kickout. They scramble up and Wood ducks under a clothesline before he springs onto the ropes and twists back….

RJ: TORNADO….

Thunder keeps his feet and blocks the spinning DDT before shoving Wood back into the corner. He runs in after him but Wood drives out with a solid back elbow to the jaw….Thunder stumbles as Wood lifts himself onto the second rope and leaps toward him…

JT: CAUGHT HIM!

Thunder anticipates Wood’s leap and splatters him across his knees with a codebreaker. Thunder now heads for the corner and he climbs up top….

RJ: LEGDROP!

JT: Thunder is returning the favour here…..HAT TRICK!

We see some fans exchanging looks of shock as Thunder connects with a hat-trick of legdrops from the top rope. He gets up again and he claps his hands together before running the ropes…

RJ: DROPPED THE LEG LIKE HOGAN!

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Crowd: This is awe-some x10

JT: WHAT A MATCH….

RJ: Liam Wood’s turn to show resilience….he took those leg drops like a champ…

JT: But each of them will have sapped energy from the very depleted tank….

RJ: I’m not a betting man but you have to see Thunder in pole position here….

Thunder shakes his head at the referee, showing disgruntlement, before he clambers out onto the apron. He beckons for Wood to rise and then he springboards back in…

JT: MILANO!

RJ: WORLD EATER!

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by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 6:18 pm

JT: There’s no referee….

Wood sidesteps the flying elbow strike and sends Thunder crashing into the referee. He then pops Thunder up and drills him with his patented knee strike but there’s no official to make the count. Wood slams his head against the mat…

RJ: Wood cannot believe it….he has the victory in the palm of his hands…

JT: But he knocked the referee out….

RJ: So now he’s giving in to temptation….I think, deep down, this is what Wood has wanted to do all along…

Wood sits there for a minute and looks at the unconscious referee and then at Thunder before he rolls from the ring and heads for the timekeeper’s area. Wood immediately grabs a steel chair and then he rolls back into the ring…

JT: Liam is heading back to that dark place now….

CRACK!

Cheers roar from sections of the crowd as Thunder stumbles up and Wood lashes the chair right over the top of his head which sends him backward through the ropes and rolling across the aisleway toward the ramp….

RJ: We told you it was personal…..and when it gets personal for Liam Wood there is no telling how dangerous things are going to get…

Wood looks at the chair in his hand, Thunder’s blood staining the seat, and then he climbs out. Thunder is trying to get up in the aisle and he brings his hands up to protect his head….CRACK!

JT: Thunder tried to lessen the impact but I don’t think those hands helped too much…

Thunder is sent stumbling upward now toward the stage and Wood pursues him. He lashes the chair across Thunder’s spine, dropping him to his knees, and then he places the weapon on the floor and ensures that Thunder’s head is hovering over it…

RJ: Don’t do anything you’re likely to regret here, Liam…

JT: I’m not sure he regrets any of this….PSYCHO CRUSHER!

Thunder grabs the chair and in desperation he drives it up between the legs of Wood. Wood staggers away, in all manner of pain, as Thunder picks the chair up now and he hauls it (ECW style) against Wood’s head, sending him rolling back down the ramp toward the ring…

RJ: Liam was going to end Thunder for good there….

JT: But Thunder is sticking in there….he’s showing his mettle….

Thunder staggers back down to ringside now and he kicks the top half of the steel steps away before dragging the flat bottom half into the middle of the aisle. He grabs Wood by the head and drags him forward…

RJ: He’s gonna piledrive him….

Wood kicks his feet in desperation and prevents the piledriver before he swipes Thunder’s legs, causing the back of his head to slam off the steps. Wood holds Thunder there and then he drops back and catapults him into the ringpost once again, making the cut on Thunder’s head even deeper…..Wood gets up and he slings Thunder back in the ring before grabbing another steel chair…

JT: You can tell from Wood’s approach how personal this is….now he has the opportunity; he wants to maim Thunder….

Wood rolls in and he slams the chair down on the canvass before he grabs Thunder and hauls him into place…

JT: VIPER….

Thunder counters with a backdrop and then he runs the ropes and returns with a flying dropkick to the mouth of Wood as he tries to get back up. Thunder stands for a moment and looks down at his former best friend before he clambers out onto the apron once more….

RJ: Thunder looking for the kill now…….MILANO!

Ding ding ding

JT: WOOD HAS SNAPPED!

Thunder springboards in as Wood grabs the chair from the canvass and swings it over his head, smashing his enemy clean in the face with it as he comes through the air. The referee has staggered up, resting back on the ropes, and he sees everything….

RJ: Thunder said Wood was predictable….he said he could manipulate him….

JT: I’m not sure that makes his current predicament any better….

RJ: Perhaps not but he does have the victory that he came for….he said he’d beat Wood and he has…

Wood cricks his neck from side to side as he just stands over the bloodied carcass of Thunder and then he takes a look at the steel chair. The referee is trying to communicate with him but Wood seems to be almost entranced….

JT: The fear coming in was that Wood couldn’t control his emotions and I think that has come to pass…

RJ: He absolutely couldn’t….Thunder got under his skin with the betrayal and the constant taunts, running from Wood…..it’s all stacked up and erupted here at Born in Fire…

JT: I’m not sure Wood is done here, you know…

The referee is looking from Wood to the chair in his hand and then he turns and signals for some backup. Wood is already dragging Thunder into a seated position and wrapping the chair around his head….

RJ: Liam, cmon now…..enough damage has been done…

JT: Wood doesn’t feel the debt has been repaid just yet….

Wood gets Thunder up onto his feet now and he is readying to whip him toward the ropes for the “World Eater” when security and more referees flood the ring. Emmy is in the mix too and she grabs Wood by the wrist and tries to plead with him to leave the ring with her….

RJ: Emmy knows, all too well, what happens when Liam goes over to the dark side….

JT: She wants to remove him from the situation before he reaches a point of no return….

Wood is looking at Emmy and shaking his head. He’s pointing at the wall of security, where Thunder is behind, and shouting at her…

Wood: I told you that you need to choose….

RJ: Wood is not in a negotiating frame of mind….

Emmy looks tearful as she tries, once again, to beg Wood to leave with her. There’s plenty of commotion in the ring as the security guards brace themselves for another onslaught from Wood…….CRACK!

JT: OH MY!

RJ: He used Emmy as his decoy….

Wood is still talking with Emmy as Thunder comes around the side of security and smashes him in the back of the head with steel chair. Thunder looks down at Wood and then casts a quick glance at Emmy before dropping through the ropes and heading into the aisleway. He turns to look over his shoulder, blood covering his face, and can’t help but smile….

JT: Thunder is leaving here tonight with victory under his belt…

RJ: And the final, parting shot….

JT: Something tells me we haven’t finished with this one….not the way this has ended….Liam Wood does not walk away from these kinds of battles…

RJ: He may need to have a serious think about this one….because he hasn’t come out of this on top…..he may finally have met his match….

Emmy is crouching down and cradling Wood’s head as he turns to stare through the ropes. Thunder is standing on the stage, crimson masked, and just glares back down at his rival…

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 6:27 pm

*We have a backstage shot of Logan Kincade. He has shackled himself inside of a darkened room and then Damien Andrews enters. Andrews unlocks the chains now and lets Logan stand up. Kincade's breathing is ragged...

Andrews: You're ready?

*Logan says nothing and we see a smile on Andrews face

Andrews: This is your time....your stage....your match...this is your destiny!

*Logan again says nothing as he leaves the room. Damien Andrews walks out now and spots Chris Patricks.

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

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 6:32 pm

Main Event 1
6CW World Championship
Hardcore Hell
Blue Dragon vs Logan Kincade

ding ding

Michael Bird: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is HARDCORE HELL....for the 6CW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!

*Crowd pop

RJ: I don't even know what to say....

JT: There is nothing we can say....let the image speak for itself...

The giant cell lowers around the ring as the camera focuses on the different panels (barbed wire/glass/chain/mesh) before around to the grates that will expel a wall of fire to stop any interference.

JT: I know Logan's entrance will speak for itself but let me just say that viewer discretion really is advised here...

The arena is plunged into darkness, the distant sound of hundreds of people screaming in fear begins to fill the speakers as an air raid siren begins to wail louder and louder, suddenly a familiar warning begins.

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

Flames fill the stage as 'Edgecrusher' blasts out and the crowd turns nuclear.

Fire is blasting from the roof tops, the corners of the ring and all down the edges of the ramp to the top of the cell itself.

Suddenly the monstrous form of Logan Kincade strides out onto the stage, completely lost to the madness that consumes him he is completely covered in red and black war paint, with his expression devoid of humanity he makes his way slowly down the ramp as the flames almost engulf him.

He reaches the cage and stops, a glint of emotion appears as he envisions the hurt he is about to inflict on his brother but it leaves as quickly as it appears.

Logan steps into the cell, climbs the stairs and steps over the top rope where he makes his way to the centre of the ring, standing there motionless he glares at the entrance waiting for his brother to appear.

RJ: We've got the challenger....now we await the champion...

JT: I've got goosebumps...

The lights dim again and we see in the little light from the Tron that men are filing their way down the ramp, the Tron shows images of Liverpool streets. The camera making it's way through backstreets towards the dock area.. the men all line the ramp..

The crowd cheer.. on screen we see a black car pull up outside Blue Dragons building, the fight pit can be seen as the door opens and put steps Blue Dragon, in his jeans, in his white Vest and a leather jacket. He looks at the camera and smirks before getting into a large black range rover. The car drives off and we hear the opening beats of 'Bodies' the camera now follows the car through the city and into a tunnel.

The screen goes black as the lights in the area come back. The men lining the ramp all have black clothes on, they are all dressed the same. With plain black under armour tops on, as one they reach down and pull up their right sleeves to show the Blue Dragon tattoo on all of their arms. As the roar of an engine can be heard the music really kicks in now and the black range rover comes from the side of the ramp. It drives all the way to the centre of the stage..

A few moments pass before the door swings open and out steps Blue Dragon. He's wearing his old ring gear, Jeans and Boots. He removes his leather jacket, a man gets out of the driver's side of the car, he walks round and we see that it's Mack, Dragons right hand man, he takes the jacket and he embraces Dragon. The two share a word or two before Dragon turns and starts his way down the ring, the men on the ramp give Dragon words of encouragement as he passes them, he fist bums one or two as he goes. Before he reaches the bottom of the ramp. The doors of Hardcore Hell are opened and Dragon steps inside. He takes a deep breath and he grabs the door and slams it shut...

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 6:34 pm

RJ: There are no words….

JT: We have seen “Hardcore Hell” before….we have seen both of these men involved in “Hardcore Hell” before….but this, this just feels different…

RJ: For the first ever this is a one on one match……Logan Kincade, the creator of this bout, and his brother…..the man who last year demolished the entire playing field inside of “Hardcore Hell”….one can only imagine the reprehensible things they plan on doing to each other here tonight….

JT: No physical contact between them since the brutal betrayal that took place inside of the Elimination Chamber at Beachfront Brawl…..two months these men have been itching to tear one another apart….

RJ: And tonight all the talking stops, all the hype disappears and we are left with the guaranteed carnage in front of us….

JT: Warnings have already been issued to all 6CWF sponsors, to Amazon Prime who are broadcasting the event…..fans in attendance and watching at home are fully aware that what you are about to witness will, without doubt, be the most violent spectacle in the history of our sport….

RJ: These two men were born into this life….they are, quite simply, built for this…..war machines, warriors….some would argue they are demonic, devoid of humanity….

JT: And they will need to be in order to survive this night…..6CW World Championship is on the line here, the first time a world championship has been defended inside “Hardcore Hell”….but this is about so much more than that….this is beyond personal…..this is buried within the psyche, the makeup of these men…

RJ: You look at this cell…..16 “bottom” panels, four on each side…..each side is made the same, one glass, one barbed wire, one chain link, one steel mesh….

JT: And the weapons inside only add to the danger but let’s be honest and frank here; these two men do not need weapons….they are weapons of mass destruction in their own right….what they can do to one another with their bare hands is scary enough….

RJ: Logan Kincade said his brother turned his back and displayed “humanity” but I’m not sure that’s true because Blue Dragon is not “human” in the truest sense of the word….these two “men” are monstrous in appearance and outlook….

JT: The difference between them; according to our 6CW Champion, is “control”…..Blue Dragon believes he can control the chaos whereas Logan is a slave to it….he says that will be the difference tonight….

The noise levels grow and grow as the referee, dwarfed in size, gets between Logan and Blue Dragon. There are no words as the two brothers stare into each other’s eyes….

RJ: The intensity is unlike anything I have ever experienced….

JT: They battled at Born in Fire once before….over a decade ago….on that night Logan Kincade conquered his brother….will history repeat itself?

The staredown continues for nearly another minute, the audience anticipation growing to fever pitch, until Logan slams his head into his brother’s face and sends him staggering back. Dragon takes the shot and stumbles before he roars back with a huge right hand, his studded glove colliding with the cheek of his brother…

RJ: You see that punch took some of the paint off of Logan’s face…

JT: But did he even feel it? Logan doesn’t experience pain in the same manner as most people…

Logan eats the right hand and then uncorks an uppercut that sends his brother back against the ropes. BD comes forward and slams his shoulder into Logan now but barely budges him….they stare at each other and now Logan runs the ropes and returns with a shoulder barge; with very little effect…

RJ: Physically these men are so well matched…

They both run the ropes now but Dragon ducks under a clothesline on the return and hits the ropes again before leaping off the ground into a shoulder tackle that takes Kincade off his feet. Logan gets back up and BD slams three right hands into the side of his face before whipping him off the ropes….Dragon lowers his head for a backdrop but LK slams a kick into his feet on the comeback and then drops him with a running clothesline. Dragon gets back to his feet and Logan uppercuts him to the corner before following in with a stomp to the gut and another uppercut…

JT: This is going to be a street fight….there’s no point in expecting anything else here tonight….

Logan wraps his hands around BD’s throat now and chokes him against the turnbuckle. The referee is forced to just stand by and watch as Dragon gets one of his arms free and he claws at Logan’s face and eyes until he releases the choke….LK staggers away as BD runs out now and drills him with a huge boot to the face. Dragon rags his brother up and then charges him forward, launching him through the ropes and straight into the ringpost…

RJ: It comes to something when a headshot into the ringpost would be seen as violent….but that is nothing in the grand scheme of this contest…

JT: Just a warmup….what a scary thought….

Dragon cracks his neck and then he grabs Logan by the waistband and pulls him around, only to take a flush punch to the nether regions. Dragon staggers away now as Logan rips the covers off the top turnbuckle and then he beckons his brother back around and lifts him into a flapjack position before dropping him backwards against the exposed steel….

RJ: No feeling out process whatsoever here….this is the personification of violence…

There is a deep reddening between the eyes of Dragon as he stumbles back around and is scoop slammed to the canvass by Logan. Logan leaps into the air and brings his knee crashing down onto BD’s face…..Logan stands and he does the same thing again….

JT: He’s looking to shatter the nose…break the face….each one of those knees is like being hit by a hammer…

Logan stands up again now, his breathing ragged, and he places his boot on the face of his brother and then lifts it before driving it down at the nose…

RJ: Dragon just managed to react…

BD throws his hands up and he catches Logan’s boot, preventing him from stamping, but then Kincade leaps upward and uses his free foot to drive down into the middle of Dragon’s midsection…..

JT: That could cause some serious internal damage….what you are watching here is just brutality; this isn’t about wrestling….

RJ: Already I find it quite uncomfortable because this is just ferocious striking….there’s no good that will come of tonight….

Dragon rolls over on all fours, sucking in breath, as Logan walks around him and then punts him in the ribs. BD rolls toward the ropes as Logan presses on him again and begins to stomp his foot, furiously, at the body….

JT: If you saw this in the street you’d call the police…

RJ: Every time Logan stomps down you can see he wants to destroy….he wants to shatter the insides of his brother…

JT: I think he’s succeeding….

Dragon is trying to ball himself up, blocking off certain areas, but Logan targets anything he can reach. He slams his boot down on the hip and the knee until BD is forced to pull himself to the outside….

RJ: I’m not sure Dragon has made himself any safer being out there….

JT: It’s a momentary reprieve…..

Logan climbs out onto the apron now and he waits for his brother to turn around before he charges across and dives toward him…

RJ: Dragon caught him…HERE WE GO!!!

BD catches Logan in a bearhug position and then breaks into a run and slams him backward into one of the barbed wire panels. Logan grunts in pain as BD keeps his shoulder pressed against the sternum and really grinds Kincade against the barbs….

JT: That is cutting away at flesh….

RJ: Logan designed this match, he knows exactly what it entails…

JT: But he’s been used to inflicting this kind of damage upon others….not being maimed himself…

The camera shot from the outside show that Logan’s back is already cut and leaking blood. BD rips him away from the barbs now and slams a headbutt home before lashing the side of Logan’s head against one of the mesh panels….Logan’s head bounces back into place and he just glares at his brother….

RJ: It’s just like he feels absolutely nothing…

BD isn’t fazed by his brother’s reaction and he grabs his head again before smashing it twice more against the mesh. Logan’s legs are a little more unsteady now as Dragon pulls him into a front facelock….

JT: A suplex out on the floor is not going to tickle….

Logan kicks his legs, furiously blocking the suplex, and then he uses all of his body strength to launch them both sideways into a steel chain panel. Logan is able to break free now and Dragon rushes toward him….

RJ: OH MY LORD!!!

Logan uses BD’s momentum to drop his shoulder and backdrop him over his head, causing Dragon to land (spine first) across the steel steps. BD’s body is contorted across the top of the steps…..

JT: That kind of move could shatter your spine….

RJ: This match is minutes old and these two men are already punishing each other beyond all belief….

Logan looks at his brother and snarls with anger, leaving him across the steps. He then rips up the ring apron and drags out a table, sparking roars from the audience…

JT: We knew it wouldn’t take long for them to bring out the furniture….

Logan drags the table toward the far corner of the cell and he sets up vertically, at an angle, against one of the barbed wire panels…BD has just about managed to roll his body off the steps and is on his knees on the arena floor…

RJ: Look at those bruises on Dragon’s back from where he landed….

JT: I look at this match, what these men are already doing to one another and what still might be to come and I really am not sure if 6CWF made the correct decision in authorising this…

RJ: I’m not sure what choice there was….these two were destined for a collision course….

JT: But to allow this match….this stipulation….

Logan grabs Dragon by the head and he begins to pull him onto his feet. He looks over his shoulder at his table he has set up and then puts BD’s head between his legs….

RJ: POWER….

Dragon fights with all his might and then manages to pull Logan’s legs out from under him. He drops back and he catapults Logan into one of the mesh panels….he then beckons him forward and he waistlocks him….

JT: OH MY GOOD LORD!

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 6:35 pm

Crowd: Holy (beep) x10

RJ: You wanted violence? Well you’ve got exactly what you came for….

BD releases Logan into a German suplex which sends him flying backward through the upright table and leaves him folded up amidst the wreckage against the barbed wire panel. The audience are going wild but Dragon shakes his head. He walks back now and he drags the steel steps out of their holster and drags them in front of his brother, pinning him in place next to the barbed wire….

JT: What on earth are you going to do now, BD?

RJ: I FEEL NAUSEOUS!

Dragon backs away now to the opposite side of the cell, giving himself a full run up, and then he charges into a flying dropkick which crushes Logan between the steel steps and the barbed wire panel behind…..Dragon launches the steps out of the way now so we can witness the damage he has caused….

JT: Look at the blood….

RJ: I’d really rather not….

Logan’s left arm is completely ripped from the barbs and there are more cuts on his back and the side of his neck. However, to the surprise of many fans, he is already trying to crawl up…

JT: The only person who doesn’t look surprised is Blue Dragon…

RJ: He knows what his brother is….he knows he can’t keep him down the same way he could a normal rival…

Logan tries to slap Dragon’s hands away as he grabs at him but the champion’s grip is firm and he manages to launch Logan back inside the ring, leaving a trail of blood as he does so. Dragon turns back and looks at the spot in which he just decimated his brother and he takes a deep breath before pulling himself back onto the apron……….SMASH!

JT: DEAR LORD ALMIGHTY…..IT’S DONE, FORGET IT!

The entirety of the Tottenham Stadium is in disbelief as Logan, from nowhere, rises up and rushes across the ring into a flying “claymore” style kick which sends Dragon off the apron and he smashes through one of the glass panels and is left in a battered, decimated heap outside of the cell….

Crowd: Holy (beep) x20

RJ: WHAT ARE WE EVEN WATCHING HERE? THIS IS HEINOUS!!!

JT: Deathmatch is the only word that comes to mind here….what else would you call this?

Logan has collapsed back on the mat, suffering the effects of the damage he has taken, as the cameras pan around to show the motionless form of the 6CW World Champion….instant replays are on repeat as we see Dragon fly off the apron and shatter through the glass….

RJ: Dragon’s shoulder took the brunt and there is…oh god, look at that….

We see that a shard of the glass is still embedded in the shoulder of Dragon as he remains on the arena floor. The referee has, reluctantly, climbed out to check on him…

JT: Under normal circumstances, I know this is not normal, I would be very confident that this match is over….but Dragon is moving, this is almost disturbing to watch…

Dragon has sat up against the ringside barrier and he looks at the piece of glass in his arm and rips it out, causing blood to run freely now. Logan rolls under the ropes and he stands in the “doorway” of the broken panel, staring at his brother…

RJ: This is monstrous….Godzilla vs Kong, Jason vs Freddy….

JT: We are witnessing a waking nightmare play out right in front of our very eyes….

Logan lunges forward as BD grabs another shard of glass before the floor and he slices through the air with it, gashing the cheek of Kincade as he gets too close. Logan wobbles a little as Dragon springs up and he tackles his brother before charging him back into the ring and slams him against the ring apron…Logan responds with a heavy forearm strike to the face of Dragon and then he kicks him in the stomach….

RJ: PILE….

BD battles against the piledriver and then he succeeds in backdropping Logan on the floor. Dragon rips up the ring apron now and he grabs a few items to chuck inside the ring….

JT: I said we were only at surface level in this one…..

Logan is on his knees, head under the apron, as Dragon grabs him and pulls him upward….

RJ: RIGHT IN THE EYES!

Logan unleashes a fire extinguisher into his brother’s face, blinding him, and then he drives his bodyweight upward and smashes the weapon into the jawline of the world champion….

JT: Those extinguishers are so heavy, that will break your face…

BD staggers from the shot and Logan grips it both hands now before clattering it across the top of Dragon’s head, dropping him to a knee. Logan turns the extinguisher to the side now and he lets loose with a cannonball of a strike against the side of Dragon’s skull….

RJ: Those shots are designed to kill….there’s no getting away from that…..that is exactly what we are dealing with here…

Logan launches the weapon away now and he rolls into the ring, leaving his brother in a heap outside. Logan staggers over to a bag that BD threw into the ring…

JT: What delights await us in there….I wish I hadn’t asked!

The bag is full of broken glass and Logan pours it in a heap on the canvass before tossing it away. He then grabs a table and he sets it up in the middle of the ring…

RJ: Logan is ready to have some fun now….

JT: The mere fact that he would consider this “fun” is alarming….

SMASH!

Logan reaches through the ropes to grab Dragon by the hair when the 6CW Champion responds by shattering a light-tube over the of Kincade’s head, dropping him backward across the canvass. BD staggers back into the chain link panel for a second and takes stock…

RJ: I’m not sure they’ll let us back on the air after this one concluded….

JT: Psychological and physical warfare…..this is as close as you will ever get to the live broadcast of torture….

Dragon rolls into the ring now and he looks down at Logan, blood now streaming from the side of his head, and he rags him up into place and flips him into the air…

RJ: LAST RIDE…

JT: It just might be for Logan Kincade….

Dragon gets Logan on his shoulders and then pushes him up toward the ceiling before lashing him down through the table in the middle of the ring. The impact causes Dragon to drop to his knees and he shoves the debris of the table away…

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RJ: LOGAN KICKED OUT!

JT: He’s not human….we said it coming in and there’s no other way to put it….this guy is just not built the same…

Dragon rises to a knee again and he looks at the referee but in reality he knows that Logan kicked out. He stands now and he looks at his hands before kicking some more debris away and he drops onto Logan’s chest and starts to drive home with punches….

RJ: Dragon didn’t want this….he didn’t want this fight, he didn’t want to go to war with his brother….but he said himself that he would not back down and that Logan would see how things have changed over the years…

JT: Once told Logan was the feared one….but I think Blue Dragon has shown since returning to 6CWF that he is just as frightening as his brother…

The thuds can be heard as Dragon drives his fist into the side of Logan’s face, trying to put him out. He nails five punches and then looks down as Logan spits blood up into his face…

RJ: Oh my….

Dragon smears the blood and then drives down again but Logan catches his hand and then sinks his teeth straight into it…

JT: He will literally do anything…..

BD tries to free his hand but Logan is ripping at it with his teeth. Dragon has no choice but to bring his other arm over and he slams his whole forearm across the bridge of Logan’s nose….Dragon rips his hand free now and we see the teeth marks….

RJ: I don’t think we have ever watched anything quite like this before….

JT: Not in mainstream wrestling….no way….

Dragon gets back up a standing position now and he looks at the pile of broken glass that Logan has made. He then watches and stalks as Kincade starts to clamber back up, blood everywhere….

RJ: Dragon has the most evil of intentions here now….

Dragon grabs Logan by the throat and he prepares to chokeslam him on the glass but Logan responds by driving inward and smashes his knee against the gut of his brother. Kincade now grabs something else off the canvass and he swings his whole body around….

JT: THERE GOES TE RIBCAGE!

The baseball bat finds it’s home right under the left arm of Dragon, taking all the wind from him. He doubles up in agony as Logan casts the bat aside now and he grabs his brother by the head….

RJ: GOOD GOD….CAN WE STOP THIS?!?

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 6:36 pm

Logan seizes BD in a headlock/sleeper and runs to the corner before whipping off the turnbuckle into the “Deadly Device” bulldog that slams Dragon’s face down into the broken glass. The camera shows a shot of Logan’s maniacal face (his warpaint smeared with blood)….he grabs Dragon’s wrist and pulls him off the glass…

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JT: NEW CHAMPION….

RJ: GOOD LORD, WHAT IS IT GOING TO TAKE?!?

Now is Blue Dragon’s turn to stun the audience as he throws his arm up off the mat before the completion of the three. Logan just glares at the referee, offering no words, before he rolls out from the ring again…

JT: I don’t think Dragon kicking out is going to frustrate Logan….I’m not sure he actually cares if he leaves as champion or not…..he wants to prolong this, he wants to make his brother suffer…

RJ: He has made that evidently clear in the run up to this contest…..the more Dragon resists, the more Logan gets to punish him….

Logan has a steel chair in hand as he returns to the ring and he turns it on its edge before driving it down against the back and then the ribs of Dragon as he tries to roll away from the danger. He lifts it up over his head and looks to bring it crashing down on the skull but BD is somehow able to move his head out of the way in time. He is crawling backward to the corner and then he grabs a handful of broken glass and just launches it at Logan’s face…

RJ: It’s all he could do…

JT: One of those shards may have gone in Logan’s eye….he’s struggling with visibility here….

Dragon hauls himself up to his feet as Logan backs away, clawing at his eye, and he grabs the steel chair off the mat before putting all of his effort into the swing….CRACK!

JT: MY GOD!

RJ: That chairshot will give JJ Johnson a run for his money from earlier….

The chair folds around Logan’s head and leaves him in a heap on the canvass. Dragon chucks the broken weapon away and then he clambers from the ring in search of more instruments of destruction. Dragon lifts up a toolbox now and he slides it under the ropes before clambering in….he opens it up and grabs a screwdriver from inside…

JT: I know feuds need to be settled, I’ve been in this business a long time…but cmon?

Logan is getting to a knee as Dragon grabs him, locking him in place, and then he begins to stab at one of the open wounds in Kincade’s head. BD rams the implement into the cut and starts to twist and turn it….

RJ: I am, genuinely, starting to feel sick….this isn’t wrestling….

JT: We knew it wouldn’t be RJ…..the goalposts have moved tonight, this is completely different to anything we have witnessed before….

BD throws the bloodied screwdriver to the side now and he heads back to the toolbox. Now he pulls out a Stanley knife….

RJ: Oh be reasonable….

JT: This whole match is beyond reasonable…

Dragon shows the blade to the camera and then he walks back to Logan. He pulls him up by the head and for a fleeting moment it looks like he is going toward the neck…

RJ: NO!

Even the referee looks ready to intervene but BD shoots him a look. He then grabs the side of Logan’s head and tilts it….

JT: HE’S TRYING TO SEVER THE EAR!

Dragon has the blade against the side of Logan’s ear and he tries to cut down against it as Logan yells in pain. We see blood running down Logan’s neck but he manages to get his hand up and he gouges at the eyes of Dragon, digging his fingers in deep, until he releases…

RJ: Thank the lord that the ref is getting rid of that blade…

The referee quickly grabs the knife as it drops and he pockets it. Dragon is trying to get his vision back now as Logan grabs the baseball bat off the mat and then he slams it into the kneecaps, taking Dragon down….Logan then turns the bat on its edge and he bounces off the ropes before jamming it straight into the back of BD’s neck…

JT: Can someone call the police? Someone needs to see sense here…

RJ: They signed contracts….this is all legal….

JT: Cutting someone’s ear off with a blade is not legal anywhere….it cannot be allowed…

BD is now face down on the mat as Logan traces the bat over his back and neck, as though deciding where he wants to deliver the final blow. Instead he throws the bat aside now and turns his focus to the toolbox…

RJ: The knife is gone, Logan….

Kincade’s eyes flash in the direction of the referee but then he turns and walks toward the box. He quickly withdraws a roll of tape…

JT: I don’t like the look of this one bit….

RJ: I haven’t liked the look of this match since the get go….

Logan rolls from the ring now and he grabs the wrists of Dragon and starts to pull hm toward the ringpost. Dragon offers no resistance as Kincade puts his arms around the post and then begins to tape his hands into place….

JT: Unlike earlier tonight when Marty Helms was handcuffed to the ringpost – something tells me Logan isn’t doing this for the purpose of just winning a match….

RJ: This is nefarious as it gets, of that you can be assured….

Logan ensures that the tape is unbreakable, adding another two layers to be sure, and then he heads back around toward the toolbox. Dragon is conscious now and he is trying to tug his hands free but there’s no way he can release himself…

JT: Dragon knows he is in big trouble here now….Logan, no….Logan, cmon now….

RJ: GOOD GOD!

Kincade walks back around the ring and in his hands he has a claw hammer. He shows no trace of emotion as he approaches his brother’s position and then he just lashes the hammer across the forearm of his right appendage….

JT: He’s broke the arm…he must have…

RJ: Straight between the forearm and elbow, he has destroyed Blue Dragon’s most dominant weapon….

Dragon’s yells of agony fill the air as Logan puts the hammer on the apron and roots under the ring once more. This time he slides out a ladder and yet another bag, both of which he places inside the ring. Logan, however, isn’t done and he grabs two more items….

JT: This really needs to be stopped….I don’t care about what contracts have been signed…..Dragon tried to cut Logan’s ear off and Logan has responded by breaking his brother’s arm with a hammer….this is beyond the pale….

RJ: I have a tendency to agree, Jeff, but nobody is coming to stop this….who is going to put themselves in the way of this?

Logan rolls back in the ring, Dragon still trying to unwrap his hands from around the post, and he sets the ladder up in the far corner before retrieving the bag. He pours thumbtacks now all over the canvass, mixing it with the broken glass, before he grabs a solid plank of wood and douses it in lighter fluid….

JT: The mind boggles…

RJ: If your mind can comprehend what we are watching then I’d suggest you seek help….

The crowd roar as Logan now lights the wood on fire and he walks over toward his brother, who has managed to free his left arm from the strappings, and he kicks him over on his back before leaning down onto him, pressing the flaming wood against his skin…

JT: THIS IS BARBARIC!

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 6:36 pm

The wood is pressed into the head of BD, blistering the skin almost instantaneously. BD is roaring in agony as he desperately fights to get his broken arm free and he reaches for the nearest thing he can find….

RJ: Logan left the hammer….OH GOD!

Blood flies through the air and a tooth hits the side of the cell structure as Dragon whips the hammer upward and against the side of Logan’s face, sending him rolling away. The cameras show us the deep purpling all around Dragon’s arm from the apparent break but he still pushes himself upward….

JT: I have never seen nor do I wish to see anything like this….never again…

Logan has blood dripping from his mouth, struggling to breath, as he pushes himself up to his feet and Dragon grabs him by the neck….

RJ: SOUTH OF THE….

Logan lashes his arm across the broken arm of BD and causes him to release. He then makes a grab for the flaming 2x4 but Dragon stomps his foot down on Kincade’s hand, pinning it onto the flames….

JT: He’s burning Logan’s hand….

Dragon finally releases as Logan clutches at his blood red hand, the skin badly damaged, and then he grabs him by the neck and delivers the huge sit-down chokeslam (ala Damien Priest) on top of the tacks & broken glass….

RJ: Please let that be the end of it….it has to be….

The referee is looking for somewhere to make the count without damaging his own hand……………………..1………………………………2…………………….3!

*Crowd pop

JT: I’m not sure how anyone can cheer the continuation of this madness….

RJ: The people came to see something inhuman and that is exactly what they are getting….tonight they have seen some of the finest wrestling of all time but this is something very different…..this is a throwback to the Coliseum, this is blood and guts…

JT: You said it…

Logan’s back looks like a human pincushion as he rolls over and we see blood, tacks and glass all over it. Dragon’s arm is looking worse by the second but he sucks in deep breaths and reaches for the ladder in front of him, pulling himself up…

RJ: Where does the end come here, though? Because I’m watching this and what both of these men have already done to each other….if that isn’t enough then what is? How do they end this?

JT: Unfortunately that is the question that needs answering here tonight…..what does it take?

Dragon staggers around the ladder now and, much to the surprise of many, he starts to haul himself up it. We see Logan, motionless at the foot, as Dragon tries to draw himself to the top….

RJ: Each movement with that arm has to be causing such agony for Blue Dragon….how is he still competing here? His arm is shattered…you don’t get hit by a hammer and just keep coming forward, that is unnatural in so many instances….

The crowd cheer more as Logan defies belief now and grips at the other side of the ladder, dragging himself upward to meet his brother at the summit. They both look like horror movie villains, coated in blood, as they reach the top and start to trade with huge punches….

JT: Even now, after everything, every single shot is laced with the baddest of intentions….the sole aim is to destroy…

RJ: Punching through the target….and now they’re doing it from ten foot in the air….the ramifications of this are cataclysmic….

JT: I’m not sure I want to even comprehend the endgame….

RJ: YOU DON’T NEED TO!!!!

The audience are stunned by what happens next. Kincade and Dragon continue to launch the biggest of shots at one another and the impact of each one begins to tip the ladder from side to side. Logan suddenly puts his whole body behind a punch and the ladder goes sideways….both men are forced over the top rope and they fall at an angle and high speed through one of the remaining glass panels, leaving them battered and destroyed in front of the announce area….

RJ: What do you say?

Crowd: Holy (beep) x20

JT: The crowd have changed their chant and I’m in full agreement…..they’ve upgraded that four letter word….

RJ: Now has to be the moment….you end it here? Surely you end it here?

JT: I have no idea if either man can stand up….I know we have ambulances on stand by….

RJ: We need them out here now….

There are shards of glass everywhere whilst Dragon and Kincade are motionless up against the announce desks, blood all over them. The referee steps through the broken panel and it is clear that he is very uncomfortable with the proceedings he is presiding over….

JT: I feel for our referee here….you can see he wants to stop this…

RJ: I don’t think anyone would shame him if he did….

JT: But as we have said, it is contractual and all parties agreed…..6CWF had to attend meetings with Amazon officials to allow this to be broadcast, the company went to bat for this….

RJ: This? Surely even in their wildest imaginations they couldn’t have presented this to Amazon?

There is the slightest trace of movement from both men and the audience roar in delight. There is an epic shot of both men on all fours, covered in blood, staring at one another across the arena floor…..

JT: You can forget about those ambulances….we may need something more definitive to carry these men out of here tonight….

RJ: That has been my concern from the get go…..6CWF won’t be able to defend that, there’s no coming back for us as a company if something catastrophic were to happen here this evening….

They each place a hand on one of the announce desks and start to pull themselves upright. The referee almost shrinks back into the cell as they stumble forward and again start to land with huge punches. Logan suddenly grabs the broken arm of BD and lashes it off the top of one of the tables….he drags one of the covers off the table now and launches at the head of his brother before pulling one of the monitors free and smashes him in the face with it….Logan now drags Dragon back toward the cell and he places his head against one of the barbed wire panels before trying to prise his mouth open….

JT: He’s trying to rip his face from ear to ear….

Logan is trying to make his brother bite down on the barbed wire, cutting at the insides of his mouth, but Dragon is able to drive backward with an elbow to the gut which sends Logan away. BD hauls himself back up now and he scoops Logan onto his shoulders as he comes back around….

RJ: OH NO…

Logan fights off the back and shoves BD against the steel mesh panel before driving into him with a huge splash, crushing him. He grabs Dragon’s face and he rakes it across the mesh before dragging him across it….he does the same on the chain link next to it before smearing his bloodied face across one of the remaining glass panels….they reach the barbed wire again and Logan smashes Dragon’s face off the barbs three times, each time more aggressive than the last….Dragon staggers back and collapses against the security railing, blood all over his face and chest….

JT: These two men are brothers…..just let that sink in….to anyone out there with siblings….could you truly ever imagine doing this to a member of your own family?

Logan looks down at his brother, not even a flicker of remorse evident, and then he walks back inside the cell and he pulls out two more tables and slides them inside. He then draws alarmed looks from the fans he unloads a slab of concrete from under the ring….

RJ: What the (beep) is that?

JT: Look at the writing, RJ….this is sick…

by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 6:37 pm

Logan smirks as we see the cameras pan in and he has clearly planted the slab there. It resembles a tombstone and the words “Blue Dragon” have been engraved on the face of it……..he slides it in the ring now as well…

RJ: Logan said he came here to kill…..I didn’t realise he really meant it…

JT: Logan’s descent into hell has been quicker than ever before….

RJ: I’m not sure he’s ever truly come back after his first trip…

Logan sets the tables up side by side and then he slides the tombstone underneath them, leaving it longways underneath the intersection of both tables. We now see Blue Dragon grabbing at the side of the cell as he tries to pull himself back to standing…

JT: Nothing will ever make me understand how either of these men are doing what they are doing here tonight….

RJ: This is primal….it’s beyond our comprehension….

There is a shot of the charred 2x4, the flames have gone out, and then Logan looks toward the broken glass panel as Dragon stumbles through it. Kincade walks to the ropes now and he reaches out to grab his brother by the head….he succeeds in getting him up on the apron but then Dragon sinks a huge punch (with his gloved hand) into the solar plexus of Logan. Kincade drops to a knee as Dragon collapses back off the apron and he pulls a barbed wire board from under the ring….Dragon gets back on the apron now and he is stuns everyone as he suplexes Logan over the ropes and turns into a front slam off the apron on top of the barbed wire below….

JT: For the love of God……

RJ: He’s not done, Jeff……HE’S KILLED HIM, HE HAS TO HAVE DONE!

Logan lets out a primal scream as he rips himself off the barbed wire board and on instinct alone he staggers up and around the ring. Dragon watches him and then runs along the apron and throws himself like a missile….they collide at high velocity and crash back against the cell door, shattering the bolts and chain, as they launch through it and out into the aisle….

JT: I CAN’T EVEN….

The wall of flames in front of the cell rise higher to prevent anyone trying to escape (not like they would) and we see both men in a battered heap in front of them….

RJ: First it was the glass panel….but glass is designed to smash….a solid metal door that has been padlocked shut is not….do you have any idea what kind of force that takes?

JT: These men are running in adrenaline alone….and when that runs out, I dread to think of the injuries….

RJ: Bones are broken here, we know that….but internally is what really worries me…

JT: I’m just looking at that giant wall of fire in front of the ring…..in the past there was always the idea that someone may try and escape “Hell” but these two men were born here, they aren’t trying to leave….

RJ: Last year we witnessed something incredible as Dragon leapt through the flames to secure victory after the rest of the playing field tried to expel him from proceedings….tonight I don’t really think the fire is necessary….these men are not going anywhere….this is a fight to the finish….

Dragon is the first man to rise, amazingly, and he grabs the door of the cell and starts to lift it up over his head. He doesn’t, however, realise, that Logan has wrapped the padlocked chain around his hand….Logan whips around and punches Dragon in the body before he can bring the door crashing down on top of him……

JT: HE’S CHOKING HIM!

Dragon tries to fight now as Logan wraps the chain around his neck and tightens it. Dragon’s face turns purple almost immediately as Kincade presses the chain deeper and deeper into his windpipe….

RJ: This is the end….don’t go toward the light, Dragon….

BD flails and tries to grab the side of the cell for some leverage but that allows Kincade to get his foot up and lean on the cage for more control. Dragon tries to prise his fingers between the chain and his throat but there is no room for manoeuvre. The only thing he can do is tilt his body, his eyes on the brink of closing, and slam forwards into one of the barbed wire panels…

JT: Logan couldn’t free his hands in time….I think of those barbs hit his eye….

Logan releases the chain and staggers away, blood running from the side of his eye, as Dragon gulps in the deepest breaths he can manage. We see deep bruising around BD’s neck now as he grabs the chain off the floor and he follows his brother inside of the cell before lashing it across his spine…..Logan yells in agony and tries to roll inside the ring but Dragon follows him and four times more he lashes the chain down across the spine of Logan, adding to the horror show of injuries already appearing all over his back…

RJ: When this one is done; questions will be asked….I don’t care…..

JT: I’d be surprised if “Hardcore Hell” ever appears in 6CWF again….not after this…not after what we have watched here…

Dragon moves the tables aside now and he looks down at the “gravestone” that his brother has made for him. It is hard to read Dragon’s expression as he now looks at the chain in his hands….

RJ: If it hadn’t dawned on Dragon before now then it certainly has right here….Logan isn’t trying to beat him tonight, he’s trying to end him….

Logan grips the ropes in an attempt to stand and Dragon walks behind him before wrapping the chain around his neck, returning the favour. He hauls his brother up now before looking at the ropes and pulls Kincade forward, slinging him over the top…

JT: HE’S GONNA HANG HIM….

RJ: Dragon finally realising what he needs to do…

Logan’s feet slip from the apron as the chain tightens around his neck. The referee is almost pleading with Dragon not to do this but he seems at breaking point. Logan is flailing from side to side but he realises his efforts are futile so instead he digs deep into his pants and then launches something over his shoulder….

JT: Was that powder?

RJ: Logan came prepared for all eventualities…..

Logan is able to pull himself back on the apron now as BD staggers away, blinded. Kincade falls back into the ring and he pulls one of the tables away, positioning it over the broken glass and tacks, before grabbing Dragon by the back of the neck….he pulls him to the corner and lifts him up….

JT: ROUGH JUSTICE…..GAME, SET AND MATCH!

The table splinters upon impact as Logan drives Dragon down through it, pinning him down with all his bodyweight as they land. Logan is struggling, himself, and has to work hard to push the wreckage away as he gets Dragon over and covers him….

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by **JJJohnson** Wed Nov 20, 2024 6:37 pm

RJ: SHOW MERCY PLEASE…..

There are stunned and startled expressions as Dragon’s body convulses enough for it to be judged a kickout. Logan’s eyes widen and for the first time he looks angered by his brother’s defiance….he pushes himself up now and he stands over Dragon for nearly a minute, sizing him up, and then he turns back on the referee….

JT: Wait a minute…

Logan: Where is it?

RJ: Logan wants that blade…..the one that Dragon tried to use on him…

JT: The referee has it in his pocket….

RJ: Just give it to him, dammit….don’t act a hero…

The referee is waving his arms and trying to tell Logan he doesn’t know but his terror tells a whole different story. Kincade grabs the ref by the neck now and the official shrieks at him that it is in his pocket…

JT: I don’t blame the referee in the slightest but putting a blade in the hand of Logan Kincade is going to end in a massacre….nobody can justify this…

Kincade holds the knife in his hand now as he shoves the referee backward into the turnbuckle. He then turns and walks toward his brother, looking to plunge the weapon into any part of the body he can reach first…

RJ: OH GOD!

Dragon’s eyes widen as he sees what his fate is about to become so he drives his palm in front of his face (Logan aiming the blade at his eye) and he pierces the palm of his own hand with the blade…..

JT: OH MY LORD!

RJ: Dragon’s arm is already broken….but he’s doing anything he can to preserve his face…

BOOM! The thud of the headbutt is sickening and three more times Dragon drives his head into the eyesocket of his brother until it becomes quite clear that there is some sunken damage…

JT: Has he broken his eyesocket?

RJ: I have nothing left to say….this one went way over any kind of “line” some time ago…

The knife falls to the floor and Dragon contemplates picking it up but instead grabs the charred 2x4 off the floor and he swings it with all his might….the wood breaks upon impact with the side of Logan’s head and leaves him sprawled across the remaining table…..Dragon looks upward at the ladder now and he starts to climb….

JT: Surely not….Dragon, cmon now….

RJ: HE CRUSHED HIM….EVERY LAST BIT OF HIM!

Dragon reaches the top of the ladder and he just lets himself fall into a huge splash that drives himself and Logan through the table and they land in devastating fashion upon the concrete slab underneath……Dragon just slumps there on top of his brother….

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JT: HE KICKED OUT…..CMON NOW, REF!

RJ: You can’t blame the official here….

JT: Just fast count it, deal with the consequences after….surely you can see this needs to end?

RJ: I think we can all see that….

Logan is unmoving and Dragon can barely raise his head to look at the carnage all around them. Both brothers are cut to ribbons, lacerations and cuts all over their bodies, with horrific bruising to boot. Dragon’s hand is dripping blood onto the gravestone and he looks down at his brother….

JT: I know it doesn’t matter now but is worth reiterating that Blue Dragon did not want this…

RJ: He didn’t, nobody can say otherwise….he did everything he could to prevent it…

JT: But look in his eyes, RJ….he knows….Logan is not going to stop unless he makes him….

BD lets out an almost desperate breath, looking to the heavens, as Logan starts to tilt his body to the side in an attempt to get up. The 6CW Champion’s chest heaves in and out and if he was capable of crying then this would be the moment….

RJ: I don’t think I have ever been present for something so sadistic and yet harrowing….

JT: Blue Dragon is a man on the edge here….he is mentally tortured….

RJ: He said he had “control” and I think that is what we are seeing now….Logan has none, he doesn’t know when to stop, I’m not sure he can…

JT: Which means Dragon will have to stop him…..what a curse to have burdened upon you…..

Dragon suddenly stretches out his left hand and he takes Logan by the back of the head. The camera angle changes and we see Logan’s eyeline just staring at the gravestone beneath him, his blood dripping all over the “Blue Dragon” engraving…..Dragon’s hand applies enough pressure to hold Logan’s head in place, almost tenderly, and he closes his eyes….

RJ: I can’t watch this….

Dragon suddenly, with his broken arm, begins to drive furious forearm strikes into the back of Logan’s head and neck. Time and time again he hits him with sheer brutality as the entire stadium drops into silence. After a dozen blows Logan is face down on the concrete, blood pooling around his head, and Dragon rolls him over….he places an arm on his chest and then closes his eyes again, almost in a plea…

1.
….2
………3!

Ding ding ding

JT: Thank the lord…

There are no celebrations, no words, nothing as the referee immediately throws up the “X” in demand for medical attention. The remains of the “Hardcore Hell” structure are being lifted skyward as the cameras pan around ringside to show the sheer horror of what has just transpired. Blue Dragon continues to lay over his brother, almost guarding him….

Michael Bird: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner….AND STILL 6CW WORLD CHAMPION…..Bllllllllllllluuuuuuuuueeeee Drrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaggggoooooonnnn!

RJ: But did he win? Really? I’m not sure anyone is victorious here tonight…

Stretchers are already on the scene as the wall of fire dissipates. Dragon tries to shift his body now but the adrenaline is wearing off and he can barely move. The bruising on his arm has blackened and he falls, head-first, into the ropes as he tries to stand….medics rush in his direction but he shifts his body and kicks out at them….

JT: The 6CW Champion wants to walk out of here….I don’t think it’s wise but I’ll be damned if anyone tells him otherwise….

Dragon is able to shift his body under the ropes so he can sit up on the apron. The medical team do their work on Logan now, still completely unconscious, and they manage to get him out of the ring and onto the awaiting stretcher. The medics prepare to transfer him now but then they flinch in fear as Dragon approaches them…

RJ: No more, Dragon….no more, please…

Dragon stands at the side of his battered sibling and he looks down at him. Even after the war they have just been through it is evident that BD cares for his brother. He presses his hand against Logan’s and takes another deep breath….

JT: I never had this down as the end of this bout but Blue Dragon is going to walk his brother out of the arena….

RJ: We’ve said it before and I will once again reiterate that none of us will ever understand the issues between these two brothers….this goes beyond normal comprehension…

The referee hands BD the 6CW Championship belt and he takes it, slinging it over his shoulder, before inclining his head at the medics to start pushing the stretcher. Dragon, very slowly, walks next to it as they head up the ramp….

JT: For my money that is the most hellacious match in 6CWF history….that breaks all moulds….

RJ: Never before and hopefully never again will we see anything on that level of brutality…..

JT: We still have the 6WF World Heavyweight Championship to come….

RJ: The Chosen One vs The Champ Slayer….it promises to be one for the ages….but by god it’s got a hard act to follow…

We get one more shot of Dragon accompanying the stretcher and his brother into the backstage area before the scene changes to more backstage happenings.

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