6CW Anarchy SuperShow - Monday 13th June

6CW Anarchy SuperShow - Monday 13th June: Live from Manchester Arena

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

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

Match Three
Mike Hill/Anthony Grace vs Robin Reborn

Match Four
Joshua vs Austin Stevens

Match Five
O'Callaghan vs Jimmy Phillips

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

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

**Card is subject to change

*The scene opens in the 6CW arena, the camera facing the commentary desk. Harold and Henry Lloyd are sat in deep discussion both wearing black suits. The atmosphere is electric from the crowd *

HA: We are just hours away from the 6CW Supershow folks and what a show we have lined up for you. Henry lets discuss a few talking points...

HE: We spoke last week about the mismatched team up of Jack Hurst and Brandon Perez, but Harold what about the mismatch that is Engel and Cerberus...

HA: Both coming off of the back of impressive showings in the 6CW TV Title Tournament, both former allies and rivals, both with a grudge to bear, its certainly going to be a great match and interesting to see what dynamic they bring to the table...

HE: Mark my words Harold, Cerbel, you can hash tag that by the way Harold, are going to be putting on an impressive performance...

HA: Cerbel? Are you real Henry? With how unhinged Engel Harlequin has been in recent weeks, its a question of which Engel we will be...

*Before Harold can finish the crowd ooooh as the arena goes black... *

HA: WHAT THE-

HE: He's here Harold...

*'Hysteria' plays as a single spotlight shines and tracks up the ramp. *

CROWD: (Mixed reaction) BOOOO! ENGELS GONNA KILL YOU (Chant)

*As the spotlight shines on the stage set, Engel elaborately walks out from behind the curtain wearing his now trademark suit. As he hears the reaction from the crowd he smiles briefly before shaking his head frantically. *

HA: I...dont think Engel was expecting this reaction...

HE: Is there any wonder Harold, these sheep change there opinions like the wind...

HA: Engel pulled out all the stops against Cassius Zhi, without a shadow of a doubt he has attracted some support...

*Engel begins walking down the ramp, some fans holding out there hands looking for Engel to clap hands with them but Engel just blankly looks at them. Engel rolls under the bottom rope and snatches a microphone from the ring crew *

CROWD: (Chant) ENGEL!

*Engel raises the microphone to his lips but is silenced as the crowd continue to chant. Engel frantically paces around the ring, shaking his head muttering. He starts to pull at his hair angrily and sinks into the corner rocking back and forth *

EH: (Muttering into the microphone) Shutupshutupshutupshutup...(Shouting) SHUT UP!

CROWD: BOO!

HA: Engel clearly confused here. Perhaps showing signs of...

HE: Why don't you shut up Harold along with all these idiots. Engel has got something to say...

*Engel shakes his head dismissively as he looks at himself. He pulls himself up from the corner and adjusts his suit before combing his hair back with his hand. He raises the microphone to his mouth a second time *

EH: I have got a lot to say, so I would appreciate it if you all kept quiet and let me speak. First of all I would like to offer my commiserations to Cassius Zhi. I appreciate the effort you made, but as I said before...when the call comes...DEMONS fall silent.

*Engel wipes his feet on the mat and looks around the arena *

EH: ANARCHY...CHAOS...When I came back to 6CW, each and every one of you people wanted it. You begged for it. For a time you ENJOYED revelling in it. Yes thats right, I retired your Hero, I began a war with an old ally that you all thought I could not win, I brought out the BEST in Dicey F***ing Reilly...

*Engel falls silent as the crowd begin to chant for Dicey Reilly *

EH: What did I say? ENGEL IS SPEAKING...And yet, week in week out, putting my body on the line for you people...was I any closer to the top? Was I any closer to gold around my waist? THE ANSWER IS NO! So when Jones started this TV Title Tournament, I changed...I became greater than you all could have imagined...I defeated ANTHONY GRACE... A man that has not been the same since that day...I took ROBIN REBORN to the edge...a man that now flaunts in front of you people at the top of his game main eventing MY night of Glory...I made light work of a former legend in SCORPION...and to top it off...last week I put my body on the line, I erred towards the edge of CHAOS to defeat the DEMON CASSIUS ZHI!

CROWD: ENGEL'S GONNA KILL YOU, ENGELS GONNA KILL YOU!

*Engel paces the ring angrily *

HA: There is no doubt in my mind or these fans minds that Engel has impressed a lot of people in recent weeks...

HE: Where were you and the so called fans when Engel was in Cherry Falls Harold, where were they when he wanted nothing more than to reach the top?

*Engel puts a finger to his lips and walks around the ring looking at each section of the crowd *

EH: SSSSSHHHH! And now I stand in front of you all, one of four competitors in the TV Title Tournament Final match. My opponents all destined for this moment...THE...moment when I ENGEL make my first MARK on this company. CERBERUS, our fates have been entwined since the day I returned to 6CW, our paths have always met, but you along with Austin Stevens and Jimmy Phillips...who the hell is Jimmy Phillips anyway...are just roadblocks along my path to DESTINY...bumps in the road on the journey to MY TV TITLE!!!

*Engel pauses for a moment as the crowd Boo and Engel nods approvingly *

EH: A more...fitting reaction. Now before we get to Night of Glory...I have been forced to team up with one of these very opponents...and the imagination in the pick...oh my lets put me and Cerberus together again...wow. Now I assure you that me and Cerberus will be triumphant, I ASSURE you that me and Cerberus will put on a show...but let me address our opponents before the three headed B**** walks out here and bores you all to tears...

CROWD: LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT!

*Engel shakes his head angrily again. He goes to the turnbuckle and begins angrily smashing his head into it. He again looks at himself and adjusts his suit before raising the Microphone calmly to his lips *

EH: I SAID SHUT THE F*** UP! First of all Brandon Perez, always on the losing side, you just...can't get it up for the main attraction...I feel for you Brandon...the circus clown in a company full of freaks and frauds...our paths have never crossed and for that you should be thankful, but unfortunately now you will become yet another victim of my self fulfilling prophecy...and speaking of self fulfilling...JACK HURST...How does it feel to be the loser of the RED ARROWS? Your partner, your friend Robin Reborn Main Events NIGHT OF GLORY while you are stuck with an ex porn star and a lady of loose morals...Reborn never gratefully thanks you does he Jack, he doesn't mention the road you BOTH took to get him where he is on this day! But Jack I would not worry...its not just Robin that doesn't care...none of these people do either!

*Engel laughs as the crowd Boo him louder *

EH: None of these people give a damn about any of us, unless we are at the top...which is why...after I win MY TV TITLE at Night of Glory...each and everyone of you at the top had better watch your BACKS...that blind spot that you quite can't see...because after Night of Glory, wether its Joshua, whether its Reborn, whether its Liam Wood the pr*** Seller, or any of the competitors in the Elimination Chamber match...ENGEL IS COMING...AND THERE IS NOT A DAMN THING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT!

*Engel basks in the booing as he leans back against the ropes *

Dicey is in his changing room after Anarchy, he is watching the TV and Jones announcing the Elimination Chamber match, Dicey throws his bottle of beer at the telly causing it to smash

Dicey: You see what all this sneaking around sh*t gets you

Sally looks at Dicey with worry in her eyes

Sally: I thought it would work, the guy I was talking to said this was the way to go

Dicey: WHAT F**KING GUY HUH!!!!

Dicey stares at Sally with fire in his eyes

Dicey: Do you know think that all this was a ploy to get at me....no? you were played sweetheart

Sally walks over and sits on Diceys lap

Sally: You still have a title shot

Dicey: It’s not about the bloody title it’s about Jones and 6CW, I am going to be stuck in a steel contraption with two guys that were told to beat me up a few weeks ago, a bloke I smashed with a chair tonight, a Hodor mother f**ker that thinks he’s living in a comic and an ex champ trying to get back into Jones favour, so how does that fair to you Sally because at the Super Show all of this might be for nothing unless I can do it my way

Sally: And what way is that?

Dicey stands up and puts his fist through the wall

Dicey: By doing what I do best babe and that’s fighting for my f**king life

Dicey pulls Sally in and they kiss passionately

*As Cerberus turns his back to Engel, sitting with his arms behind his head, Engel slumps to the floor caressing the Strait Jacket, almost defeated. He looks at the Jacket with a look of affection, slowly tracing the lines of the letters and numbers on it. He frantically begins speaking to himself *

HE: Engel pull it together, don't let him under your skin...

HA: THIS is the old Engel...

EH: Patient 203...Patient 203...What is your name?...ENGEL...Mr. Harlequin what can I do for you?...THERE IS NO HARLEQUIN...THE CLOWN...IS...DEAD...what are you some sort of freak?

HE: Come on Engel stop this, your letting him win...

HA: I dont think anybody wins when the circus comes to town...

*Cerberus smirks and almost takes a moment to glance back at the pitiful sight of Engel seemingly falling to pieces, but stops himself. Engel begins pulling at his hair, still speaking to himself *

EH: HEHEHE...The circus is in town Cerberus...we will bring this company to its knees...JOE FRAISER...HEHEHEHEHEHE...What do you mean I am obsessed?...don't leave me...I...AM...NOT...A...CLOWN...

*Cerberus cannot resist gloating over his “fallen” comrade and adjusts himself so that he is sat with the back of his chair to his chest facing Engel. Engel mumbles to himself before looking up at Cerberus, his expression blank. Suddenly Cerberus is taken aback as Engel laughs manically. *

HA: Say what you will about Engel Harlequin but the crowd love to get behind the crazy Engel Harlequin...

CROWD: (Chant) ENGELS GONNA KILL YOU!

*Engel strokes his hair back and pauses for a moment as he takes one last look at the bloodied strait jacket in front of him. He picks it up by the neck and gets to his feet, holding the jacket aloft *

EH: I WILL TELL YOU ONE LAST TIME...SHUT THE HELL UP! Cerberus, I would like to thank you for this gift, it brought back memories...memories eh? Let's talk about them for a moment shall we? The weekly phone calls to Cherry Falls asking me...no begging me...to bring the Carnival to town one last time? The direction-less Cerberus floundering around the midcard...and then you won the Xtreme title...the phone calls stopped...but you stuck around as the whipping boy...dragged out every PPV to warm the crowd up for the main event...your achievements whilst admirable could never equate to the things you could have achieved on the back of...ME...HeHeHeHe...

HE: Thats right Engel, tell these idiots how it is...

*Cerberus becomes angry as Engel continues to hold up his gift from Cerberus *

EH: LOOK...AT...YOU...NOW! You did it Cerberus, you rode upon the back of my rise to the final of the TV TITLE TOURNAMENT...A TITLE THAT I BROUGHT TO THE FOREFRONT OF THIS COMPANY...HeHeHeHeHe...You talk about piggy backs? You piggy backed me whilst I wasn't even here...and now you stand here begging me to put that jacket on? And I know why...

*Engel tosses the jacket to the outside causing the crowd to boo loudly. He looks Cerberus directly in the eyes and points towards the former Xtreme champion *

EH: YOU...ARE...SCARED...

HA: I don't know if its a good idea to do THIS...

*Cerberus mockingly laughs at Engels Accusation *

EH: Laugh all you want Cerberus...YOU...ARE...SCARED! You see...there is a reason you want me to put that jacket on...You know who I am in that jacket...the freak in the jacket...every mannerism, every move I make...you know all about the freak in the jacket...


*Engel adjusts his suit and combs his hair back with his hand a smirk crossing his lips as he licks them, eyes wide open psychotic. A blank expression returns to his face as he looks at the smirking Cerberus *

EH: BUT...The man in the suit...is like nothing you have ever faced. The MAN...IN...THE...SUIT...in all this lunacy is the one thing you cannot predict. At the Supershow Cerberus...you will see the man you face at Night of Glory...you will bear witness to the end of your career...The clown you rode the back of to get where you are today is...DEAD...HeHeHe...all that remains is ASH...The foundations you built upon turned to dust...

*Engel leaves the ring under the bottom rope surprising a curious Cerberus. Engel goes under the ring and pulls out a bin bag. He rolls back under the bottom rope into the ring and smiles at Cerberus *

EH: Having donned this suit has allowed me to get a little closer to our good friend Mr. Jones...as such I managed to go through his trash. Do you know what I found Cerberus?

*Engel reaches into the bag elaborately and tosses various things out onto the mat as he speaks *

EH: Man Mountain Mikes contract...Percy Percival bent edge society cards...Brandon Perez's Tinder username and password...OH...AND THIS...

*Engel pulls out the Xtreme title and tosses it to the ground before spitting on it *

EH:...THE LAST REMNANTS OF YOUR CAREER IN 6CW...HEHEHEHEHEHEHE.

*Cerberus stands angrily as Engel wipes his foot on the Xtreme title *

HA: The hatred between these two has built to a plateau, I don't think these two will be able to work together against Brandon Perez and Hurst...

HE: If Cerberus can be as professional as Engel then they will get the job done...The problem is that it is...IF...

Our scene begins in the locker room of the 6CW Arena, we join the team of Brandon Perez and Jack Hurst mid conversation as Perez seems to be reading from a list written down on his hands to the dismay of Hurst

BP: ...what about The Bang Bros?

JH: Brandon please focus...I kept Kelsey away to keep your brain focused on the task at hand...I need you thinking with this head (taps Brandon on the side of the head) and not the other.

BP: Oh I am focused man, I'm just saying that all the greatest teams in wrestling history had kick ass names...it really unifies two guys you know? Like having rules when double teaming a chick...no eye contact...you get me?

JH: Brandon this is what I'm trying to get across to you...we are gentlemen and have outgrown the need for immature gimmicks that you can slap on tacky merchandise...people will remember our names because of what we do in the ring...

BP: I'm pretty famous for what I've done in a few rings if you catch my drift?!

Brandon winks at Jack and nudges him leaving Jack gobsmacked before Jack sighs and forces himself to reply

JH: Sadly yes Brandon...you're hardly known for your subtle wit...if you insist on having a name then lets get this over and done with...

Brandon smiles and his eyes widen and as he reads each off he waits for a second to see if Jack responds well, he does not.

BP: The Double Teamers?

JH: Of course not

BP: The Eiffel Towers...

JH: For one, that is crass...for two I am not besmirching my name by linking it to the French

BP: Fine...what about a play on an already famous teams...I have a few, let me know which one is your favourite...

The Studied Boyz...The Midnight Sexpress...The Legion Of Poon...Nude World Order...

Jack simple shakes his head before speaking

JH: Next...

BP: The Union Jack...

JH: Stop, that one is tolerable...

BP: You didn't let me finish...The Union Jack Offs!

JH: Brandon, for the love of god we need to move on because we have an important match coming up and we need to show the world that we are the future of this division...the man who dominated it and his protégée, ready to take the other teams by storm.

The scene ends with Hurst and Perez still deep in conversation with Perez attempting to read more awful team names off his hand

*Prince Charming plays out in the arena and both Engel and Cerberus turn to look down the ramp. Through the curtain comes Jack Hurst, with Kelsey by his side.

HA: And this is a part of the problem these two will have to deal with on our anarchy supershow. And not just in the ring, Henry

HE: You can take that to the bank, brother, Kelsey is very much a part of the opposition, no shrinking violet is she

HA: Not at all, and her presence, this relationship, it's changed Jack Hurst

HE: For the better I might add

*Hurst brings a microphone to his lips

JH: Allow me to introduce myself, gentlemen. I am one half of your future tag team champions, and just one reason why you two should shut up and shake hands.

*A mixture of boos and cheers come from the crowd

HA: These people are not sure what to make of the new Jack Hurst

*Hurst continues

JH: I built a dynasty with Robin Reborn, and I made him into the man he is today. You two are just prophecies of failure. In this great country, one built on empires and power, you are the soldiers who couldn't keep India and panicked in America.

*The pair in the ring just stare, and the crowd are rather quiet

JH: over your heads?

*Jack turns to the crowd

JH: And over yours? Do you remember the queen? We have a royal family? You know what the British empire was?

*He pauses and shakes his head, and turns to Kelsey

JH: You can tell we're in Manchester.

*He looks back at the fans

JH: Do you know what a school is?

*The crowd boo and he laughs

JH: Boo, hiss, yadda yadda

*He strolls back and forth

JH: In your Manchester slums, in your Manchester slums! You look through the dustbin for something to eat, you find a dead rat and you think it's a treat

*The booing is louder and louder whilst Kelsey skips around

JH: I'm sorry, is that offensive? But it's alright to laugh at Hillsborough is it?! You're pathetic!

*He turns back to the ring

JH: Just like these two. We've got thousands of people desperate for asylum, struggling to live, yet neither of you two are locked up in wards. You're taking space real people deserve. Frankly, I hope all four of you TV title peasants kill each other at Night of Glory. Your deaths would be a victory for common decency.

HE: We are just a week and a half away from the Supershow at Anarchy brother and can you feel the anticipation in the air

HA: There has been so much windmilling in this arena we might have to land on the moon, this is crazy

HE: What the hell is windmilling?

HA: Get with programme bro, I is down with da kidz innit

“Born to fight” blares out over the arena as Dicey walks out onto the stage with his fighting gear on and holding Bettsie in the air

HE: I can’t believe I’m saying this but thank god Dicey came out, never talk like that again

HA: Listen to that reception bruv (Harold winks at Henry)

Crowd: DICEY

Dicey makes his way down to the ring and rolls under the bottom rope, he salutes the fans on the turnbuckles before looking up at the huge steel structure hanging ominously above

Dicey: I gotta hand it to you Jonesy, you played me like a fiddle

Crowd: F**K JONES

Dicey: You got what you wanted, revenge on me and millions in revenue because let’s face it, the Super-show will be the biggest thing to happen in this company since last Night of Glory, you must be sitting there in your office rubbing your hands together and thinking about going to your big money pit and swimming in all your gold coins Scrooge McDuck style but it’s all gonna end in tears Michael because I’m going to walk out of Anarchy as Number 1 contender  and there will be nothing you can do about it

Crowd: DICEY

Dicey: And the thing about it is, even if I don’t.............it frees up a lot of time for me to f**k you UP!!!!

HA: Wow Dicey is pumped

HE: It’s called being disrespectful

Dicey: This isn’t about titles or even me and you you sack of sh*t, this is about 6CW and always will be, you see a profit where I see a home, you see workers and I see family, nothing is bigger than this place Jones.....NOTHING......I lost my home and family once and that will not happen again...and especially by your hands, so put me in a cage with guys that hate my guts, guys that you put in the ring with me as punishment, guys that would walk over my corpse if it meant going to Night of Glory with a shot at the title, I have fought at the big one and it is the greatest moment of your life so I can’t blame them but I am here to fight for it all Jones and I will never.....EVER stop fighting for the place I love so come on down boys, it’s time to play and Dicey has brought his favourite toy

Dicey kisses Bettsie

Crowd: BETTSIES GONNA GET YOU

Dicey: When that cage falls and we are all locked in, there is no way out but to be knocked out, 6 caged animals ready to kill for the chance and only one to walk out with that chance, I’m gonna come out swinging and each time I hit it is for all of you because you are just as big as part of this as I am, you deserve better and I will give you better, whether I am champion or not I will make 6CW great again

Crowd: DICEY

Dicey: I don’t want you to cheer for me.............cheer for us all

Dicey/Crowd: 6CW.......6CW.........6CW

*As Grace stands with his hand in the air the opening laugh of Do or Die plays out and the fans turn almost dismissively from Grace and rise to their feet for Reborn

HA: Things are picking up!

*Reborn bounces out to the stage and bounces from foot to foot, throwing quick fast jabs before raising his right fist into the air and shouting "rumble young man rumble!"

The music fades and Reborn stands silently with his fist in the air, the crowds cheers turning to polite applause as they recognise the gesture. Reborn lowers his right hand and raises a microphone to his lips with his left.

RR: Ya see Anthony, you don't know this loss and how I feel right now. The Greatest had the Louisville Lip, and all I can do is honour him with my Philadelphia fire. Which means I just got another reason to whip your damn a**e all over Manchester Arena!

*The crowd pop loudly for Reborn

RR: Dont focus on titles, you're the support cast on these shows, not even Max can carry you near the record of the Red Arrows.

*Reborn begins to edge his way down the ramp

RR: So if you got something for Mike then you can save it for the back, cos you're an a**ehole in distress tied down on my train track.

*Reborn rolls into the ring and stands in front of Anthony

RR: Cos while I'm face to face with Grace, you're about to go toe-to-toe with the next King. On Anarchy, heads will roll

The scene opens on The Bang Bus as the camera moves in through the large tour bus showing the various members of Brandon's Groupies sat around interacting. Brandon's Angels Ling, Brandi and Mercedes are sat playing SNES as in the background Sir Edward Chimpington is attacking El Guerrero the midget Luchadore and Sir Chimpington's human butler Jeeves fails to split the pair up with a look of despair on his face. We continue along the bus and see as Brandon's personal trainer Jesus struggles to arm wrestle Boobatron 5000, which is essentially a woman dressed as a robot.

Finally, we reach the master bedroom and as we enter Brandon isn't there but someone else is, a figure poses in the mirror and speaks, a small fat man dressed as a magician revealing him as the Bang Bus entertainment Matzko The Amazing. Matzko continues to pose as he adjusts a strange title belt that rests on his shoulder, on closer inspection we see that the belt reads “WSW World Heavyweight Champion”. Matzko smiles as he looks at the belt in the mirror before he speaks to himself, pretending one of Brandon's 'toys' is a microphone.

MTA: 6CW Universe...I am Matzko The Amazing...and I am the WSW World Heavyweight Champion...

Matzko pauses and shakes his head, starting again

MTA: Hey 6CW Universe...I'm the WSW World Heavyweight Champion...no big deal...no, too casual

Matzko starts again one last time

MTA: 6CW Universe...I am Matzko The Amazing...The most amazing magician in the world and The WSW World Heavyweight Champi...”

Suddenly Matzko is cut off as a clearly uncharacteristically frustrated Brandon Perez storms in to the room

BP: What are you doing?! No wonder people look at me like I'm a joke when I have a magician wearing a fake title belt in my entourage...take it off.

Matzko turns around, clearly upset

MTA: It's not fake, I won it...I'm their biggest star...this is a real World Title.

BP: Dude, just stop...it's embarrassing...Jack was right, I need to take things more seriously if I'm going to get anywhere...otherwise I might end up at WSW. If you're going to insist on wearing that thing, stay a few steps behind me...ok?

Perez quickly leaves, Matzko is clearly upset.

*The camera pans around Wembley Arena, with the 6CW Universe out in full force, signs such as "ANNOUNCE KOEMAN", "Fanta Pubes for the TV Title" and "Dicey shoves Cacti up his bum" catch the eye as the camera makes its way round to Harold and Henry Lloyd who sit at ringside*

HA: "Well Henry, on last weeks Anarchy we saw current EWF World Champ Liam Wood go up against the newcomer O'Callaghan, with Wood coming out on top in a competitive matchup"

HE: "Yes brother, a great match and one in which O'Callaghan comes away with a lot of credit from"

HA: "As much as he annoys me, it does look like this O'Callaghan might be someone who sticks in 6CW Henry. He boasts victories over veterans like Lex Hart and Scorpion, and in recent weeks has run both Aaron Heath and Liam Wood close"

HE: "Clearly a man with great potential, but I am sure he is annoyed he didn't pickup a victory in either the Wood or the Heath match to really make the 6CW universe stand up and take notice"

HA: "You might be right Henry, but I'm sure we'll find out soon because I believe we have a backstage interview lined up with cocky Irishman...are we ready crew?"

*The camera suddenly cuts to backstage, where the cameraman is following O'Callaghan walking towards the locker room. O'Callaghan is on the phone..*

O'Callaghan: "Yes yes I know grandfather, I lost another match but don't worry, I am still doing the family name proud........I know I know defeat isn't doing proud......you know what I mean!.......no no I do not need him sent over to watch my back for crying out loud..."

*O'Callaghan takes the phone away from his ear with disgust and cuts off the call. As he approaches the locker room door, he stops as he can hear noise coming from the area meant to be cordoned off for his interview*

O'Callaghan: "Who in the blue hell is in there, this is my time slot!"

*O'Callaghan opens the locker room door, and sees CM Funk with his back to O'Callaghan bent over his locker packing up stuff, seemingly singing...*

CM Funk: "Get out"

O'Callaghan: "Leave"

CM Funk: "Right now"

*O'Callaghan looks as bemused as he is rustled*

CM Funk: "It's the end of you and me"

O'Callaghan: "What?"

CM Funk: "It's too late"

O'Callaghan: "Now?"

CM Funk: "And I can't wait for you to be gone, cos I know about her"

*O'Callaghan begins to step towards Funk, who is oblivious to his presence with his earphones in*

O'Callaghan: "Who?"

CM Funk: "And I wonder how I brought all the lies..."

*O'Callaghan now stands behind Funk who does up his bag and begins to rise*

CM Funk: "You said that you would treat me right but you was just a waste of time...of ti..."

*Funk turns round to see a furious O'Callaghan in his face, Funk tries to remonstrate with O'Callaghan who picks him up and drags him towards the door, before reopening it..."

CM Funk: "...do you not like JoJooooooooooooooo.............."

*Funk is tossed outside by O'Callaghan, who slams the door behind and goes to sit down in the interview area setup for already for him. O'Callaghan can be heard talking in hush tones to the producer*

O'Callaghan: "Is this what it has come to at this point? We have that joker bumbling about the place, getting in the way of one of your most prized assets before he does an important interv..."

*A knock of the door can be heard*

O'Callaghan: "WHAT?!"

*The door creaks open slightly, Funk sticks his head in and says*

CM Funk: "Are you mad because you haven't got your sunglasses ON?!"

*O'Callaghan leaps up and makes a bee line for the door, Funk scampers before he gets there...O'Callaghan slams the door and regroups, sitting down waiting for the interviewer, still talking to the producer*

O'Callaghan: "So when is Gray getting here then? Been looking forward to this all day"

*The door opens and Timothy Allen steps through...O'Callaghan turns to the producer*

O'Callaghan: "This is some sort of joke right?"

*Allen sits down in the interviewers chair opposite O'Callaghan, who is still remonstrating with the producer who informs him that Allen has been chosen to interview him instead of Charlotte Grey*

O'Callaghan: "Can Jones not do anything right around here? I haven't made a bone about being on the starter package wage, despite being one the most prized assets in 6CW, all I ask is for one sit down interview with Charlotte Grey, and you still send this joker to interview me?!"

*O'Callaghan turns to Allen, and grabs his notes and chucks them across the room*

O'Callaghan: "Go on then Timmy, you've been given a shot at the big leagues, lets not have your pre-prepared rubbish, you got a chance to step up lets see why they've sent you to do this interview instead of the beautiful Miss Gray"

*Allen looks slightly pensive, but begins to speak*

Allen: "Well....O'Callaghan....speaking of chances to step up can I ask about your recent losses to Aaron Heath and Liam Wo..."

*O'Callaghan stares at Allen, cutting him off before he finishes his question*

O'Callaghan: "Do you really want to finish that sentence Timmy? I don't need reminding about my recent losses, I've got it in the ear from my family back home, I do not need it from some second rate interviewer either. Yes, I lost to Aaron Heath and got knocked out of the TV tournament. Yes I lost to the EWF champion Liam Wood. But I was mere seconds away in both those matches from upsetting the 6CW Universe, mere seconds from sending all those fans out there windmilling into space...ask me a better question"

*Allen, clearly intimidated, asks another question*

Allen: "...well ok...um...what have you been doing this week to get better?"

O'Callaghan: "What do you think Timmy? I've been doing what I always do. I know my formula, I know it works. I didn't become the best wrestler in the world by chugging a few beers every night. I work my a55 off in the gym, I go over old footage, I sleep and eat correctly. There's a reason I am the best pure wrestler in the world, and the hottest asset in 6CW Timmy, it's because I have a preperation routine and formula that works. A couple of tight losses aren't enough to deviate me away from that..."

Allen: "...well ok O'Callaghan...how long do we have left?"

*The producer holds up his hand signalling 3 minutes, and time for one more question*

Allen: "...ok one more question...umm...I know...this week you face Jimmy Phillips, one of the finalists for the TV Title tournament, what do you make of his run to the final and the matchup?"

*O'Callaghan nods his head towards Allen, and ponders for a second*

O'Callaghan: "Not bad Timmy, finally got something half decent out your trap. What do I make of Jimmy Phillips's run to the TV Title tournament final? Reminiscent of Millwall's cup run to the 2004 FA Cup Final, he couldn't have been served up a more vanilla platter of opponents...but unfortunately for Jimmy this week he runs into Millwall's Manchester United. The matchup? It should be a barnstormer Timmy, two great superstars competing, but I have distinct edge. You see Jimmy has his eye on a prize which is but a few weeks away at Night of Glory, he isn't going to be fully invested in this match like I am. And that'll be his downfall Timmy, because if he even for a second takes his eyes off me this week, he will be locked into the Cobra Clutch, and I won't let go until all his abdominal muscles are torn to shreds so he can't make Night of Glory..."

*O'Callaghan now stands above Allen*

O'Callaghan: "...you see Timmy this week is the week O'Callaghan makes the 6CW Universe stand up and take notice of what is before them. This week, O'Callaghan shows the world that he is not only the best wrestler in this company, not only the hottest asset 6CW has, not only the future of wrestling. He shows 6CW that his time, is now."

*O'Callaghan pushes Allen backwards, sending him tumbling into the equipment behind him as he heads towards the exit of the locker room and the camera pans back to Harold and Henry Lloyd at ringside...*

*Reborn turns and stands with his arms open wide to the fans

RR: Did you ever buy this?

*He turns to the other side of the arena

RR: Any Mums Against 6CW in tonight? For him, I presume.

*He turns back to Grace and smiles

RR: Look, Anthony. The smiles, the humility, the god-fearing righteousness...thats you and I accept that. But you gotta understand, this is a toin coss for you but I cannot lose. You can just blame Mike or Max or whoever you want, but right now every match I'm in has to go my way. Cos you know there's people back there looking for any sign of a weakness to pounce on and momentum matters a lot in this business. 

So whether I rope-a-dope or toetag a muthafu**a at Night of Glory, you're about to get caught in the crossfire

Heroes are Hard to find fills the air waves, the cheers of the crowd are spilt down the middle, for Dicey and Thunder. Thunder bursts through the curtains, he taps his heart and points out into the crowd. Thunder makes his way down the ramp, moving side to side tapping the hands of the fans as he goes. When he reaches the bottom of the ropes, he looks up at the ring and Dicey before, moving around the ring greeting the fans at ring side. Thunder walks up the steps, he wipes his feet on the apron before heading in the ring.
 
Thunder
Seeing as no one else will take you up on your offer to step in the ring, I thought I’d take up the offer, maybe with two of us out here, Jonesy will decide that he needs to send out the cronies. I think the fact the f*ck Jones tshirts are sold out…trust me, I tried to buy one… show’s exactly what 6CW thinks of Jones.
 
As if taking Thunder’s words as a cue, the crowd begin chanting “f*ck Jones.” Thunder stands by watching the fans. As they quieten down, Thunder raises the microphone.
 
Thunder
You hear that Dicey? You said a few weeks ago, that you have no catchphrase, well, you started this one and it’s chanted louder than any catch phrase I started. You and I are the only ones in this match that have worked for our spots, everyone else has kissed their ways in. In side that cage, I have no doubt that your going to get crazier than ever, finding cool and unique ways to cause pain and suffering to those standing in your way and no doubt that does include me. If any one deserves this, it’s you. You are the winds of change. But, when winds, even winds of change, hit an oncoming storm, it just makes the storm stronger.
 
Thunder pauses, taking in the atmosphere.
 
Thunder
On one level, I’d like you to win, that would really annoy Jones but, I have personally history with both champions and I intend to step up to either man at Night of Glory. Even if I have to go through you, which I’m guessing knowing Jones is going to happen, in the match sooner rather than later. See as much as he hates me, he loathes you even more and he is going to stack the deck, not just by putting his men in our match but, probably putting us first in. I don’t know if you’ve even stepped into the chamber, but just over 12 months ago I did. These fans watch me train by throwing myself off the chamber, on to the steel floor, over and over and over again, in an attempt to make it not hurt, learn from my mistakes. It will always hurt, what hurts even more is coming so, close only to come up short at the end. I wont let that happen again.

Dicey takes off his F**K JONES t-shirt and hands it to Thunder

Dicey: Everyone should at least own one

Thunder smiles and puts it on to the delight of the crowd

Crowd: F**K JONES

HA: Classy move by Dicey there

HE: Kiss a**

Dicey: We are a lot alike me and you, I’m not going to call you Thunder because I am not a teenage comic book fan and I know you have a “secret identity” that you won’t divulge so I will call you Trevor, anyway as I was saying Trev we are a lot alike and I say in the old 6CW you would have done quite well, you work hard like the Gazzy’s or Steel’s of this world and thats to be commended, I don’t get the special needs thing with the superheroes but the kids love it and I bet you are knee deep in comic-con fa**y.....am I right

Thunder mouths “I do alright”

Dicey: But kid you can train all you want for a fight like this, you can jump into cages, punch walls, and get a Pilipino lady to kick you repeatedly in the nuts but that all means nothing once you step into the cage

Thunder looks up at the chamber

Dicey: All your preparation all that training goes out the window, you live on adrenaline in there, you’ve been there as you said and I bet the minute you entered your di*k was as hard as Geordie lasses nipples on a winter’s night out in Newcastle, don’t be embarrassed, that’s a good thing, it tells you that you are up for the challenge, that you are excited, you just need to let go and have fun with the situation, look at by body, its scarred, its battered, it’s a body that when you take your top off in front of people they know you’ve seen sh*t, you’ve lived through hell and are still standing to tell the tale, that’s what it means to give it all for the fans, that’s what we do Trev and that’s why they chant our names, they aren’t stupid, they know if you are dialling it in like some I could mention but they want you to give 100% each time and wear your heart on your sleeve and I have seen you lad and thats what you do

The crowd start to chant Thunders name

Dicey: This might sound like a love in but don’t get me wrong Trev once we are in there I will take you out just like all the rest, I want to get to Jones one way or the other and if that means going through a cage full of guys so be it

Crowd: DI-CEY

*The camera zooms out revealing Dicey Reilly and Thunder stood in the ring with the ominous elimination chamber, hanging over their heads. The crowd continue to chant Dicey over and over again, blended in with let them fight as Thunder rallies the crowd. Suddenly, Timehop baby reverberates over the MEN arena in Manchester as the fans rise to their feat in pandemonium with a cacophony of cheers and boos awaiting the self proclaimed prophet and era of 6CW, Aaron Heath. Dicey and Thunder swivel their heads towards the ramp as does the camera, revealing the narcissistic Aaron Heath stride from behind the curtain and onto the top of the ramp. Heath is dressed in a pair of expensive looking black trousers, black Chelsea boots and his official merchandise white shirt with a picture of a skull in the colour black of a honeybadger. "The era is now" is etched onto the shirt in black font underneath the skull. The camera zooms in on Heath as he stands on the top of the ramp, his demeanour is one of anger and annoyance. The camera picks up on a fading bruise under his right eye which is still bruised from the chair shot from Dicey Reilly last week. Heath cricks his neck from side to side, looking at the wild fans in Manchester who are creating a wall of noise, shaking the arena to it's very foundations. Heath snarls, shaking his head as he marches down the ramp and to the ring. Stopping at the very bottom of the ramp, Heath looks up at the ominous chamber above his head for a few seconds, he smiles broadly with evil intentions before licking his lips and heading to the ring over the steel steps and through the ropes. Thunder and Reilly stand defiantly as the brash Heath motions for a microphone from the timekeeper, Mike Bird who quickly passes a microphone to the arrogant Heath. Heath prowls in the ring, keeping his distance from the relenting presence of Dicey Reilly and Thunder. Heath stops in the middle of the ring as the fans continue to create a surreal atmosphere, with their ear shattering boos and equally rampant cheering. Heath looks up at the Night of Glory sign, his eyes light up as an arrogant smirk crosses his face as he scratches his chin before his steely glance changes to the two men in the ring. Heath once more looks above at the elimination chamber, smiling to himself and chuckling evilly while twisting the microphone in his hand. After a brief pause, Heath begins to speak in a arrogant and agitated tone.*

Heath: It's been two weeks... two long weeks since the man I share this very ring with as we speak, Dicey Reilly cost me a chance at the newly established TV title, a title which means social godlike status to the 6CW world. My image, my face and my potential would have been noticed by every single member of the 6CW world, if it wasn't for you Dicey Reilly. But another fact is, it's been two long weeks since I was announced to be facing five other men for the right to go onto the grandest stage of them all, Night of Glory and take on the beast, Joshua for the 6CW world heavyweight championship.

Heath: Now do I think that is unfair, do I think that is some kind of punishment for not fulfilling my destiny in becoming the newly crowned TV champion? I have heard social media and the whisperings claiming that I'm being placed in the chamber as punishment for not getting the job done. People, that couldn't be farther from the truth. What I really think is going on is that our general manager Mr Jones and his associate, Charles Krammer, wish to see the beast take on the very best in 6CW today. They want to try and make a match for the ages... Joshua vs Aaron Heath. Beast vs Prophet, Destroyer vs Era... that my friends... is Destiny. That 6CW world is going to be the main event of Night Of Glory.

Heath: This main event would be based on hard-work and dominance. You know what, I'm curious people, listen up, even you Reilly and Thunder. I have a question for you all in attendance. How many times do I have to keep eviscerating people within in this very ring. How many times since last July have I harmed, damaged and brutalised every single person I have stepped into the squared circle with. How many times do I have to continue to bring your heroes to their knees in a violent and dominant way? Cassius Zhi, Marshall Murdoch, Dicey Reilly, Thunder and even Mike Masters, I'm guessing you want to see one of those five men face Joshua at Night of Glory.. is that right?

*The crowd cheers loudly which include cheers for Dicey, Thunder and a rumbling of let them fight. Dicey points around the crowd as thunder beats his chest as the crowd continue to rise to their feet in agreement and excitement. Heath meanwhile smiles wryly with that sick smirk etched across his face as he raises the microphone once more.*

Heath: Well, I got bad news for you. That's not going to happen. I am going to be victorious tonight in Manchester, amongst the carnage and devastation of the elimination chamber, just like I'm going to be victorious at Night of Glory, in Wembley stadium when I beat that jacked up, muscle bound genetic beast Joshua for the 6CW world heavyweight championship of the world. Now, now listen up. I consider Joshua an equal, but a lot has changed in a few months, I already know I'm better than you. I don't see our champion as a beast... I see him as a man who has become paranoid with fear. A beast fearing his own shadow... and more to the point, my shadow. A new prophet bringing a new era and that strikes fear into the most brooding and coldest person's heart.

Heath: What you need to realise Joshua, and you Reilly and you Thunder plus the other three men in the chamber tonight, you all need to realise that I'am the greatest superstar of this generation. Or any other generation for that matter, nobody can touch me. I'm the leading light in this era, I am the era. I have already been in this company nearly a year now and I can say I'm the biggest attraction in 6CW Monday night Anarchy.

*Heath looks once more at the chamber, his blue eyes light up with intensity as he soaks in the vitriol from the crowd. He lowers his head as he takes a look at the figures of Thunder and Dicey again. Heath ignores Thunder for a second as his eyes fully lock onto the figure of Dicey Reilly who is mouthing something to Heath. Heath smirks as he raises the microphone to his lips.*


Heath: Out of the pair of you in this ring at present, You're the guy I wanted to talk to first, Dicey Reilly... You know what Reilly, I'm sick and tired of hearing your name in my matches, I'm sick of the let them fight chant and I'm sick of the same old Dicey Reilly acting like an inmate running the asylum. People can mock me and celebrate how you caused bedlam two weeks ago but the fact is you have just opened the gates of hell. What you have done is blocked a destiny of mine to walk into Night of Glory, my first night of Glory for that matter and fight for a championship. You do realise that quite possibly this is the biggest mistake of your career and your worst nightmare.

Heath: This isn't about revenge tonight however, this is about the 6CW world heavyweight championship. And this is why I'm going to win tonight. Yeah, I look into those old, withered and battered eyes and I see into your soul, I see into your soul and you think that I'm coming to get you for revenge? because that's how it was back in the day. You will be so paranoid with myself in the match, your eyes will be taken of the main prize and it's quite simple how it's going to go down in the chamber. Somebody is going to pin you one...two...three. And if that person is me, so be it.

Heath: All your achievements, accomplishments and records... your legacy if you will. No secret it's illustrious and richly deserved. But despite your legacy Reilly, you have always battled with your demons and you continue to do so. Fact is Dicey, you are nothing more than a hothead. Once you get frustrated, you get desperate and your instinct takes over. Two weeks ago was a prime example, you just couldn't let someone else have your spotlight could you? That chair shot to my skull was instinct and you cannot deny that Dicey.

Heath: You know what Dicey, after tonight... you can go home to your wife Sally, you can home to your children and tell them what kind of men they can fear in this world. You can tell them despite the beatings you have took, despite the wars you have been involved in and despite your legacy of overcoming the highest of odds, Aaron Heath is the new legacy. I'm the new era and I'm going to make sure your Night of Glory moment never happens again. What do they call it... an eye for an eye? Beware me Reilly. Beware me.

*Heath vindictively looks at Reilly who returns a menacing stare, his eyes filled with anger and intensity at the arrogant and tyrannical Heath. Heath shrugs his shoulders, adopting a more relaxed manner as he looks at Thunder. The crowd cheer as Thunder edges closer, defiantly causing Heath to step back. Heath evily chuckles as he raises the microphone to his lips to speak.*

Heath: Let's talk about you, the peoples' champion, everyone's buddy and pal, Thunder. I'm guessing you have heard of me and know exactly who I am, correct? I'm guessing yes, so you will be aware of exactly what I'm capable of. I look at you now, and I can look you in the eye and tell you man to man that you do not deserve to be in the main event of Night of Glory. I have seen people like you all over the world, you don't belong with the big dogs. You don't belong to steal destiny from the ones who deserve it.

Heath: That's why tonight in the chamber, I'm going to embarrass you. But not only am I going to embarass you Thunder, I'm going to embarrass your fans. Thunder, the only reason why you are at the point you find yourself in right now is because people feel sorry for you. The only reason why you think you deserve to belong here is because you have the entire 6CW world on your side, the plucky underdog. The one everyone want's to see victorious. You defeated two men in one night and still couldn't get the job done when it really mattered. What chance do you have little man?

Heath: The point is Thunder, if I was in your position that night at Day of Reckoning I would have beaten Phillips and Armstrong and defeated Joshua unlike you. You stole a chance from under my nose to show the world even sooner what I'm capable of and how good I am. But here's the facts man, you are these people's champion. You are popular and you are respected but in the cold light of day Thunder... you're nothing more than a paper contender, plain and simple. A charity case if you will.

*The crowd are now booing in unison at Heath who continues to revel in the atmosphere and hostility. Dicey has his fist clenched and Thunder is now shaking his head, his eyes lit up with a burning drive. Heath is now prowling the ring once more, his words coming from his mouth through gritted teeth as he delivers his words with venom.*

Heath: I don't need to be a superhero or a Irish fighter steeped in legacy, Because out of the three of us in this ring, I'm the biggest star in the entirety of 6CW. Just like all of you in attendance, Dicey and you Thunder are jealous. Jealous of my good looks, Jealous of my god given talent and jealous of my natural ability in this ring. At Night of Glory seven is going to be the greatest day of my career. Ladies and gentleman... Reilly, Thunder, Joshua, Masters, Murdoch and Zhi, feast your eyes on the next 6CW world Heavyweight champion, the era, the prophet... Aaron Heath.

*With that Heath slams the microphone down to the mat with ferocity as the crowd boo loudly with some fans chanting our new era against the majority of the crowd baying for blood. Heath continues to mouth off at his fellow superstars as the crowd ramp up the atmosphere which is now palpable.*

(A youtube video plays)

Voiceover: At Day of Reckoning what many people considered to be previously unthinkable happened when Marshall Murdoch appeared as a 6CW superstar for the first time, now barely three months on he is on the verge of a world title match at the biggest PPV in the company’s history, and with that comes a level of scrutiny the former Hero botherer won’t be used to and some things may be brought up that he, and 6CW would rather be left buried…

I’m Adam from What Culture and this is 10 things 6CW wants you to forget about Marshall Murdoch

Number 1 – How his UFC career ended

We’re starting with a reasonably obvious one here, as this is what happens when you assign Jack the Jobber the simple task of research, everyone knows about this, the four year old in the flat next door knows about this, and he doesn’t know what UFC or performance enhancing drugs are, I had a half hour conversation with a 70 year old Polish lady about this topic the other day, and she didn’t speak English. Everyone knows, to summarise Marshall was a huge UFC star, which was good, but he got caught up as the ring leader in the steroid scandal that rocked the sport in 2008, which was bad, he then got fired as UFC tried to protect its image, which was also bad, then his life spiralled out of control with numerous arrests for alcohol and drug related incidents, which is bad/badder? We’ll go with worse. However one positive is that without it we probably would never have seen Marshall Murdoch in a wrestling ring, whether it be 6WF or 6CW, which was the silver lining in this story and whilst he has turned his life around it’s still something 6CW won’t want bringing back to people’s attention.

Number 2 – The Church of Hero is overrated

Now hear me out on this on, you there put the pitchfork down (picture cuts to the angry mob scene in the Simpsons movie). Whilst the Church of Hero is rightfully regarded as one of the greatest stables of all time, with its creation by plucking out three unknowns and putting them straight into a top level storyline rather than the usual newbie build up being daring and revolutionary, and two of them going onto establish themselves as top 6WF stars for the next few years, oh Zakky Spencer what could have been. In hindsight it was one big missed opportunity, from Marshall and Clarke jobbing to all and sundry for the first couple of months, the random additional of Crime Lord to the way it petered out at the end with Hero packing up and then the remaining members just disappearing one by one it could have been so much more and that’s the frustration. Everyone remembers the formation of the Church of Hero but no-one remembers the end, and that’s how 6CW would like it to stay

Number 3 – So was his Euro title reign

So we meet again my pitchfork wielding friend? When the question of greatest ever European champions gets brought up, the name of Marshall Murdoch inevitably follows soon after, as the man himself is quick to point out the European has never had the platform it did with Marshall before or since, he was in some huge match ups and storyline, however they never really featured the title, with it often being merely a fashion accessory, in fact in nearly 5 months he defended the title just twice, and he lost it on the second of those! Based on those figures alone Marshall’s reign doesn’t really stack up to some of his rivals or its hype.

Number 4 -  He once tried to f&cking kill a guy

Back in late 2010 the Church of Hero were just starting to establish themselves as force to be reckoned with, and on their way in they passed the soon to be departing Hobo, who after a fairly public spat with the then bookers was on his way out, so it made sense for the quitting veteran to put over the new talent, but the way it was done was brutal, it is one of the hardest to watch segments in 6WF history, and I’ve seen almost all of The Saint promo’s, the Church destroyed Hobo, bones were broken, blood was drawn from areas just shouldn’t see blood and discs were ruptured which fragmented into spinal columns, it was assault bordering on attempted murder…which is illegal. It also doesn’t fit into the family friendly vision Mr Jones has for 6CW, and despite the 6WF library being available now on the 6CW network, this is one clip that has long been removed.

Number 5 – He once pitched to burn down Clarke James’ childhood home

After assault Marshall nearly added the much lighter offence of arson to his rap sheet during his feud with Clarke James in 2011, oh what a cheeky scamp. In an attempt to spice up the rivalry after the announcement of Hero leaving, Marshall pitched the idea but fortunately it never got any further than that after Clarke James proved to be the voice of reason, which is quite possibly the first time that sentence has ever been uttered and common sense prevailed, leaving the orphanage happily intact.

Number 6 – Them knees

Oh, dem knees. Marshall Murdoch is an absolute machine, a specimen of a man made out of a mixture of a wall, a machine gun and a killer whale called Ian, except for his knees, which are made out of jelly. Oh dem knees. Marshall had to take two lengthy breaks from 6WF, the initial damage being caused by Crime Lord putting Marshall out of action for the best part of 6 months, and then further aggravated in his last ever 6WF match where he could barely stand by the end of the match. Given the investment 6CW have made in Marshall, they might want the insurance company to not be aware one of their key assets could break downs at any moment.

Number 7 – The shoot on Uryu

Remember Uryu? He was the one with the water cooler fetish, Max Adamson accused him of being a $ex pest, yeah that’s the one. Well during Marshall’s first period on the shelf he took part in an interview with 606v2.com in which he publicly trashed both the aforementioned character and the performer behind it, Marshall has since admitting to regretting the statement, and he and Uryu managed to co-exist cordially on Marshall’s return to the ring, however it caused major ructions and arguments backstage, whilst Marshall seems to have learnt his lesson since and keep his mouth shut since, 6CW should hope this carries on.

Number 8 – He fought (and won) against 6CW

During the early days of the 6CW/6WF merger, Marshall was part of a 10-man survivor series style tag match as part of team 6WF up taking part against such luminaries as Anonymous (remember him?), Mason White (me neither) and Yarmouth Blade (now we’re talking) and was pivotal in a 6WF victory, being the 4th 6WF guy eliminated before returning to help Blue Dragon to the victory, which was followed by many weeks of gloating at 6CW’s expense, should he make it to Night of Glory I’d imagine management would be quite keen to keep his part in a competitors victory over them quiet.

Number 9 – He didn’t join 6CW until he really had to

6CW, and in particular Mr Jones, likes to portray 6CW as the place to be in, and the place all wrestlers in other companies aspire to be in, and he may have a point, however not if you ask Marshall Murdoch. He was up until Night of Reckoning arguably the highest profile 6WF alumni never to have made the switch in one guise or another, and even then he took his sweet time over it. Whilst the likes of fellow 6WF legends Crime Lord and Mike Hill made the switch fairly sharpish after the WF’s demise, Marshall didn’t, preferring to sit out his contract at home rather than jump over. 6CW would rather you didn’t know that

Number 10 – Everything he’s ever said about 6CW

Do you see a pattern developing here? If you look up any interview with Marshall mentioning 6CW prior to March 2016, and even some after he signed up, it’s pretty clear he’s not a fan, with Marshall always deeming 6CW as inferior to 6WF, and it doesn’t look like his opinions changed, not the attitude 6CW may want from someone who would be expected to tow the party line when the eyes of the world are on them

And that’s our list, did we miss any out? Tell us about it in the comments section, and don’t forget to like, share and subscribe, I’m Adam from What Culture.com and I’ll see you soon.

Perfect Execution's music plays as the crowd begin to boo at a 6CW live event. Perfect Jack and Lex Hart walk out through the curtains and stand at the top of the stage. Both men with microphones in hand walk down the aisle to loud boos. They both enter the ring through the ropes and stand in the center.

Jack takes a deep breath as he begins to speak.

PJ: Breathe it in Lex, for this is what jealousy smells like.

Crowd: BOOOO

PJ: All you losers in this crowd tonight are jealous of two winners like us. You all sympathize with losers like Dicey Reilly, Geoff Steel and Robin Reborn. You should all be idolizing us, Perfect Execution, we are the perfect standard, the standard that all those in the wrestling world should aspire to be. We are the faces of 6CW, we are the money makers.

Crowd: BOOOO

PJ: You all saw it last week, you all saw how I decimated and defeated Geoff Steel. Him and Mike Hill stood no chance. Just like everyone else. And with that, we have deservedly walked ourselves right into Night of Glory, straight into a tag team championship match against the so-called megastars and the forgotten. How fitting that the champions are called the forgotten, because when me and Lex here walk out of Night of Glory the new 6CW tag team champions, both teams will be forgotten. Just like everyone else who have stood in the way of Perfect Execution's destiny.

Crowd: BOO

PJ: But onto the present, at the Anarchy Supershow, I unfortunately have the displeasure of teaming with Max Adamson, the only athlete, and i use that term loosely, to steal his way to the top. Wherever you are Max, I hope you're listening. Stay out of my way at Anarchy, stand back and watch me control and dominate the match as I usually do and I will bring us the victory. You've experienced what I can do first hand, so heed my advice and all shall be well.

(Mere seconds after Perfect Jack finishes speaking, "Radioactive" hits and the crowd erupt as Max Adamson walks out to the top of the ramp, wearing jeans and a t-shirt with the slogan "Perfect MAXecution", he is carrying a second shirt as he raises his arms for the fans and makes his way to the ring)

Henry: What is that idiot doing now?
Harold: I guess we're about to find out brother...

(Adamson climbs into the ring, ignoring Lex and going to give Perfect Jack a hug but Jack backs away with a look of disgust on his face. Adamson grabs a mic and speaks into it)

Max: Oh Jackie. Jackie Jackie Jackie. The Jackster, my man, my mate Jackie... Or should I say... Partner?

(Adamson hands PJ his matching t-shirt)

Max: Try it on. Perfect MAXecution. Clever huh? See, I realised last week just how much money I was making from the Megastars merchandise Grace and I sell, and it got me thinking. How can I make the most out of this one time deal? I mean, we've got plenty of history. We've never seen eye to eye. We have probably tagged together before, probably only reluctantly but this, my new best friend, is different.

(Adamson looks around as Lex and Jack both look annoyed)

Max: Look at these people. They love it. Perfect MAXecution. On one half of the team you have a man who personifies Perfection. A man who is as brilliant on the mic as he is in the ring, a technical wrestling beast who could make literally anybody in 6CW tap out on any given day. And on the other half of the team, well, you've got Perfect Jack...

(Adamson cheers his own joke and stands on the second rope and leads a "YES" chant among the 6CW fans before seeing Jack's agitated expression)

Max: Ah come on mate. It was only banter. What great banter we have, what dudes we are eh? We're such good partners aren't we? Go on, put the shirt on.

(Jack looks with distain at the t-shirt still in his hand and he dumps it onto the mat. Adamson looks annoyed but then laughs)

Max: See everyone? Unreal banter. Top notch effort Jackie. You almost had me! I've tagged with many a big name over the years. From Anthony Grace to Prodigy. From Enforcer to Chris Patricks. And now teaming with Perfect Jack? I have to say, tagging with Perfect Jack, has to without a doubt... Be added to that list of people I've tagged with...

(Adamson celebrates another put down of Jack and does the "YES" chant again)

Max: What great banter we have buddy!

Dolphin Ziggler wrote:*Reborn turns and stands with his arms open wide to the fans

RR: Did you ever buy this?

*He turns to the other side of the arena

RR: Any Mums Against 6CW in tonight? For him, I presume.

*He turns back to Grace and smiles

RR: Look, Anthony. The smiles, the humility, the god-fearing righteousness...thats you and I accept that. But you gotta understand, this is a toin coss for you but I cannot lose. You can just blame Mike or Max or whoever you want, but right now every match I'm in has to go my way. Cos you know there's people back there looking for any sign of a weakness to pounce on and momentum matters a lot in this business. 

So whether I rope-a-dope or toetag a muthafu**a at Night of Glory, you're about to get caught in the crossfire

Grace smiles again and looks to the curtain.

As Joshua remains stood in the ring as 'For Love And Failing' by Bleeding Through blasts through the speakers causing a mixed reaction from the fans. After a few moments Austin Stevens walks out on to the stage with gritted teeth, staring at the 6CW Champion. Austin spits on the ground before finally speaking

“What's up f**k nugget?!”

Austin smiles waving sarcastically at Joshua who remains unmoved at his disrespect. Austin clicks a few times before laughing to himself and shaking his head

“Holy sh¡t...dead behind the eyes...no wonder Jones got us to baby sit you, you dumb c**t...you know that's the reason you're still champion right?! I get that some of these p***ies are scared of the act but the reason you got that f**king belt and kept that f**king belt was that you had the Forgotten pulling you along like some sort of re***d...what is your f**king deal actually?!”

Austin almost looks annoyed at Joshua not responding

“Did Daddy not love you enough...or did he hug you a bit too f**king much?! You dress like an over grown 13 year old girl who got a Hot Topic voucher and you speak in riddles...I can't tell if you're a psycho or just a bit f**king slow...like honestly...you look like something from the Hills Have Eyes, I'm shocked that 6CW is allowed to let you this close to children...the way you look at them...I can't tell if you want to eat them or f**k them.”

Austin waits for a response

“Still nothing you dumb c**t?! Holy sh¡t...it's ironic calling someone a c**nt who's clearly never been in one he isn't related too...”

Again Joshua remains unmoved causing Austin to get frustrated. Austin's breathing speeds up as he speaks through gritted teeth

“F**k I'm going to enjoy kicking you in the f**king head at Anarchy...so stop thinking about those c**ts in the Elimination Chamber...or that rat Robin Reborn...because next you face me and I've been wanting to put a hole in your face for a long f**king time...the moment I saw you I wanted to put you out of your misery because in all honesty...I felt f**king sorry for you...I pittied you...”

“...You're nothing but a freak on a leash...Jones says bend over and you say yes please because behind the goth bullsh¡t and the re****ed speech...you crave approval...people might think that me and you are a like as we sided with Jones just to hurt people but we're nothing alike Josh...I can see that when I look in your f**king eyes...when I joined Jones it was to hurt people and I didn't care about losing the tag team titles...I didn't care about walking away from Jones because I got what I wanted...I ended careers and I got to hurt people...f**k a title belt...f**k helping some old man show the world how big his d¡ck is...I got in...got what I wanted and got out and now I'm about ready to ruin Joneses good mood!”

Austin smiles before continuing

“It will start when I knock the teeth out of his 6CW World Champion...you see old rich guys, they don't like their property being broken and that's all you f**king are to him...you're a 7ft toy that does what he wants! The next part of ruining that old f**ks good mood is when I take the TV Title...become the face of this company and then proceed to take a sh¡t on the belt and show the sponsors exactly what I think of them!”

The fans give a more positive reaction to Stevens showing his feelings towards Jones

“So that's why I can't wait to f**king hurt you at Anarchy...you're a fake...you put on this dark and mysterious act but really you're just like a $1 lady of loose morals who will do whatever it takes to get the approval of a rich man...so tell me this Joshy...how does Jones taste?!”

Austin laughs, cupping his ear and waiting for Joshua to respond

As Joshua turns his back Stevens laughs before shaking his head and replying

“Woah woah woah...now I get that you're used to turning your back on guys but that's just not my sort of thing sorry man...so stop all this fliting, stop all this bravo and drop the f**king act...because that's what this is...or do you think these fans believe that you sleep upside down in some castle somewhere when you're at home wearing your I Heart Jones PJ's?”

Austin smirks

“You see...some of these fans look at you and think you're the real deal...a true monster but they're just blinded by the fact that you're a big boy and you talk like you actually have something to say behind the bullsh¡t spewing from your c**t mouth...but it's an act isn't it Joshy...”

Stevens nods cockily before making his claim

“...you play the part so well of the dominant champion but who won that title for you?! Was it a solo effort or did you have Jones and The Forgotten wiping your ass for you?! Who kept that belt on you when Adamson bent you over and told you to cough?! Was it a clean win or did your sugar Daddy Jones once again twist things for you?!”

“You can play the part of the conquerer but when people look back at your record breaking reign they're going to see Jones keeping that belt on someone he could f**king control...a dumb piece of sh¡t with more muscle than brains who tricks himself in to thinking he's more than just a hired gun, more than just a coat stand for Jones to rest his f**king title on...you can talk like you're William f**king Shakespeare but the truth is you're no better than me and you know it...you can talk down to me because I don't want to censor myself but I'm just here being me and when I see a c**t, I'm not scared to call it a c**t to it's face and laugh.”

Stevens follows Joshua in to the ring, Joshua continues to stand with his back to Stevens

“I don't need to stand behind some old man and his cheque book while pretending to be the grim reaper...I've done everything in my career because I've wanted too...no act...no pretence...I've done what I wanted too and done it f**king well. Why not ask Blue Dragon when I put him out of business for good by running that c**t over for f**king with me...why not ask Enforcer and Demarcus Brown who I helped end the careers of just to send a message...or better yet...ask Gazzy D...the man who was going to beat you until The Forgotten showed up...I broke him in half for the hell of it...so keep talking a big game, keep acting like you're a f**king monster but we both know that you're more interested in being Joneses b¡tch because he's the only way you get to keep your pathetic little title!”

Stevens points at the title and mocks Joshua before speaking one last time

“That's the thing I find the funniest in this whole f**king situation...Joshua...the man who just wanted to hurt people now gets hard over a title belt...you see, I got in to this business to f**k people up and I think you can relate to that...but along the way you lost it...who knows, maybe it was one too many protein shots from Jonesy? Maybe the true you just came out and you're just as pathetic as these other p***ies who will drop to their knees to be champion?!”

Stevens lowers the microphone but continues to call Joshua names as Joshua remains with his back to his future opponent

TwisT wrote:
AG: This coin toss doesn't matter. In a best of 3 only the last flip is important! Make that flipping count![/justify]

*Reborn smiles an honest and genuinely happy smile

RR: I like you, Grace. You're an idiot, don't get me wrong, and I don't wanna spend any time with you...but I like you all the same. You reached your limit in Hollywood, but you didnt churn out sequels. You came to take on a real challenge. And for that it is my turn to applaud you

*Reborn does applaud Grace, and the fans give a warm if a little quiet round of applause too

RR: It may not mean nothing to y'all, but understand nothing was done for, so I don't plan on stopping at all, I want this s**t forever...

*Reborn winks at the camera to his right

RR: And I gotta go out here and prove that I'm not just the token round here. I'm not JJ Johnson just cos we got that dark skin. I'm not just a n***a tryna get paper. I'm not some Floyd Mayweather dickless pr*ck who gotta compensate for everything else with the green in my photos.

At this SuperShow I wanna go out there and do something the people tryna stop...I want a black man to conquer Hollywood

Dicey goes to step forward, Thunder blocks his path with his right arm. Thunder looks at Dice.
 
Thunder
I’ve got this.
 
Thunder steps forward, he looks at Heath and smiles. Before he speaks, he removes his shirt and throws it back to Dicey, before popping on Dicey’s shirt. This causes the crowd to start chanting f*ck Jones.
 
Thunder
So, let me get this straight, you’ve ran rough shot over everyone right? How is that Joshua is still the champ? Or Crimelord? Hell, we’ve never stepped toe to toe so, yeah you haven’t beaten everyone. My memories been a little groggy since I took all those beatings at the hands of the Forgotten, didn’t you win a shot at any mid-card title and I didn’t stand in this very ring and beg you to fight me? If that is the case, what did you do? You certainly didn’t fight me. Two weeks ago, Dicey cost you the TV title so, how have you brutalised him? It seems to me you talk a big game about brutalising everyone, yet you’ve never stepped up to any one who can hold their own.
 
Thunder pauses, he absorbs himself in the atmosphere in the arena. Seeming choosing his words.
 
Thunder
You said I don’t deserve to be here, you also said yourself that the fans want me here. What they want is all that matters and the reason they want me here is because, I work my a$$ off for them, not for me, for them. Every night, Anarchy or Pay Per View, I work my a$$ off and put everything on the line. And that, isn’t only why they want me but, also the same reason, your going to get you’re a$$ whooped. You rely on something as silly as destiny, where as men like me and the D, rely on skill.
 
Thunder tosses the mic over to Dicey before, stepping back and sitting against the ropes. He gestures Dicey to go for it.

Dicey smiles at Heath before scratching his head

Dicey: Sorry I am having trouble remembering who you are, am I suppose to be impressed by you.........oh yeah you’re the guy I nailed with the chair last week, it was nothing personal it was just business, you see kid, I did it to show Jones I can do what I want, hitting that dingbat Stevens was fun......hitting you was...well an afterthought, I don’t care if you were fighting for the World Title you were still getting a chair wrapped around your head and plus look what it has gotten you, a seat at the big boy table, a chance to go to Night of Glory and fight for a title, f**k you should be thanking me not coming out here boring people to death with you excessive ramblings and just plain bit*hing

Dicey smirks at the frustration and anger in Heaths face

Dicey: I maybe a hothead and let my anger get the better than me but that is what it takes to survive as long as me, I have taken on the best and win or lose I have given my all and in that Cage (Dicey points up at the Chamber) I will go that extra mile to get what I want and damn it do I want it, to walk into Night of Glory as number 1 contender should be every man here’s dream and I will do it, not for the title but to stick one finger up at Jones and the rest and show that Dicey F**KIN Reilly can do what the f**k he likes when he likes and how he likes, so you bring all that confidence, all that vengefulness because it all means nothing to me son, 1 on 5 I don’t give a cr*p because I am coming out swinging and I will take on whoever is in my way

Crowd: DICEY

Perfect Jack looks directly at Max Adamson with a look of frustration and annoyance. He composes himself before speaking once again.

PJ: Oh you think you're so funny huh. How dare you have the audacity to walk out into our ring and then to have the insolence as to think you're better than us. There's a reason why we are called Perfect Execution. We are 6CW's greatest ever tag team. The kings of wrestling if you will. Know your place Adamson, or do I have to make you remember those feelings of pain and anguish, similar to those you experienced at Night of Glory six years ago when I broke your ankle.

Adamson, who had a smile on his face has visibly turned frustrated.

PJ: Deep down I know you think about that every passing day. I do too, I think of it as 6CW's glory days. Me and Lex here and going to bring them back.

CROWD: BOOO

PJ: Before I finish, this is what I think of you, and your shirt.

Perfect Jack looks at the shirt that's thrown on the floor, he looks at Max before looking at the shirt. Jack takes a moment before spitting right onto the shirt.

Harold: That's disgusting.

Perfect Jack looks back at Max Adamson with a dark smile on his face.

“They Say” by Scars on Broadway hits and the atmosphere sours as Cassius Zhi steps out onto the stage. Heath, Reilly and Thunder break their standoff to look up at the Zhi as he slowly makes his way onto the ramp, microphone in hand. Cassius cuts his music off by beginning to speak as he continue to amble down the ramp.

Cassius : These people have had enough of the history lesson. Allow me to introduce you to the future!

Fans : BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Cassius : Because what Dicey Reilly or Thunder or Aaron Heath deserved was rendered null and void the day I walked into a 6CW arena. That was the day that a new standard was set! And it is a standard that none of you can ever live up to, no matter how much you talk yourself, or so sickeningly sycophantically each other, up.

Cassius stops about half way down the ramp and surveys the front row of the crowd with a sly sneer

Cassius : On Monday night we enter the Elimination Chamber match… but in order to avoid any potential copyright issues with another fairly successful wrestling promotion, may I suggest to Mr. Jones, an alternative name for this match… and that is Dicey Reilly and the Chamber of Secrets!

Dicey looks amused by Cassius, who stares back at him vehemently.

Cassius : Because at Elimination Chamber - the secret is out. That Dicey Reilly is not up to the future standard. That Dicey Reilly is nowhere near MY standard. And I will eliminate the absurd notion that Dicey Reilly could ever be the face of this company!

Fans : BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! DI-CEY REILLY! DI-CEY REILLY! DI-CEY REILLY!

Cassius takes a step closer to the ring, not taking his eyes off Reilly.

Cassius : Try as you might, Dicey Reilly… you CAN’T make 6CW great again. But luckily for you, I will allow you to play a part in its ascendency to that greatness. Your name will be carved forever into the stone of 6CW’s history on Monday night… as one of the five stepping stones Cassius Zhi used on the way to making his! One of the five pillars that will support the legacy I will go on to create here in 6CW!

Cassius continues to very slowly make his way towards the ring

Cassius : In the week that one great Cassius was laid to rest, heralded as the greatest of all time in his field, another will ascend to confirm that he is the greatest of all time in his. And just as I took the name he discarded for my own, so too I will take 6CW and redefine it in my image as I become it’s number one contender and its FUTURE World Heavyweight Champion!

Fans : BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Cassius turns his attention to Thunder

Cassius : As for you, Thunder, I know they say you should shoot for the moon because even if you miss you’ll land among the stars… but how many more times are you going to be left staring at the stars floating around your damn head before you finally see sense and give up on shooting at all?

You’ve had more shots than anyone Thunder, and you’re shooting nothing but blanks! I don’t fear anything you are bringing to that chamber on Monday night. I just hope that you’ve extended that cell diving preparation of yours to kicking yourself in the damn head, because that’s what I’m going to do to you at Elimination Chamber, and it’s going to hurt a hell of a lot more than any fall you’ve ever taken, from a cell…from the moon… from the stars….from anywhere!

Cassius looks Thunder up and down with disgust

Cassius : You may be a superhero wannabe, but I’m more into S&M than Cosplay Thunder. And I’m going to derive immense pleasure from kicking a damn hole in your face, and putting you back amongst those stars with which you are so familiar!

Fans : BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! THUNDER! THUNDER! THUNDER! (Cassius mocks stars floating around his head with his hands)

Cassius : The truth is, once I have eliminated you all on Monday night, they might as well slam that chamber door shut, lock it up, throw away the key and present it to the world as a human zoo. Because once Dicey Reilly and 6CW’s secret is out, you are all going to be close to extinction… having been surpassed by a stronger species.

Cassius holds his arms outstretched, absorbing the jeers, then looks back at Dicey with malicious intent

Cassius : Maybe they could throw that wh0re Hendrix in and encourage a little 6CW conservation programme. From the look of her it wouldn’t even take any ground up tiger pen1s or romantic mood lighting. Just an upturned bottle of Jack Daniels leashed to the outside of the cage, to go with the hamster wheel Mr Jones has got you two pathetic specimens running on!

Cassius lowers the mic, still only ¾’s of the way down the ramp, and laughs slyly at Dicey.

*Jack and Max both turn to the stage as a chorus of boos erupts at the sound of"Aint stopping me" blasting out around the arena. Cameron Faith walks out in loose leather trousers, baggy tshirt, bling chains and a weegy cap. Faith stops at the top of the ramp raises the UK championship above his head before placing back on his shoulder and taking a microphone out his back pocket.*

CF: Is this really what 6CW has come to? A couple of one time greats reminiscing about the good ole Glory Days.

HA: One time greats? These two are still among the best around.

CF: Don't get wrong you two have had great careers, well half a career in Jacks case, I mean its not like he achieved that level of success on his own.

Sime would say he managed to perfectly execute the art of clinging to someones coat tails.

Not my view, just saying and all that.

As for Max..

*The crowd atart a yea chant at the mention of his name*

CF: Well hes just became a parody of himself, robbing these fans who spend their hard earned giros to come out here and watch you peddle sub standard merchandise. You think yiur funny but the only joke around here is the direction of your career.

*Faith adjust the belt on hishis shoulder as he stares at the two men in the ring.*

CF: Still it shouldn't really come as a surprise to anyone as the general standard of this company is in rapid decline. It has to be.

Why else would James McManus be deemed a suitable challanger for the most prestifgise title and Night of Glory opponent for me.

Ha: Because he earned that shot, thats why!

Cf: This company needs someone to grab it by the scruff of the neck and drag it out of this decline someone who appreciates the true meaning of wrestling, thats why this week in that ring i will prove to everyone that wrestling is about more than the money! more than the glory!

I will prove that wrestling transcends life and 6CW needs someone capable of that.

Thats why in the same month the world mourns the passing of the great Mohammed Ali, I will remind them they should instead be celebrating the coming of the greater Cameron Faith.

*The crowd erupt into a cacophony of abuse as Faith stands staring at the two men in the ring*

The scene opens at the commentators desk in the 6CW arena as the crowd become more lively. Harold and Henry Lloyd face the camera smiling.

HA: Folks we are mere minutes away now from the 6CW Supershow pre show, and folks what a night we have got in store for yo-...what is it Henry?

HE: Harold I have just received a call from 6CW Towers, errr have we got a camera man there?

HA: Whats happening?

The camera cuts out and the scene reopens in an office at 6CW Headquarters. People are busy at computers as a suited and booted Engel Harlequin tosses papers around extravagantly. He gets close to one of the office workers computers

EH: NO! THATS NOT WHAT HE WANTS! HE TOLD ME...HEHEHE....HE TOLD ME...EVERYTHING...HOHOHO.

Tim Allen walks into view and slowly approaches Engel who spots the interviewer and skips merrily towards him

EH: TIIIIIM! Welcome to...CREATIVE! Somewhere the likes of Tim Allen is never mentioned...hehehehe.

TA: Engel you have a match tonight...

EH: HEHEHE...A match? Do I? REALLY? But I was hanging around with my friends around here...

Engel leans over towards one of the workers and puts his mouth close to there ear

EH: BOOOO! HEHEHE WORK FASTER! We demand a rewrite...

Tim Allen looks confused

TA: A rewrite? What are you talking about?

EH: Oh...Timmy Timmy Timmy...What have I got to do around here eh? Have you SEEN the main event? Whats missing?

Tim Allen shakes his head looking even more perplexed

EH: HE TOLD ME TIM...HE TOLD ME I WOULD GET MY CHANCES...LOOK AT THOSE COMPETITORS...ALL FAILURES!

TA: What are you saying?

EH: WE DEMAND IT TIM...DICEY REILLY, DRUNKEN FAILURE...WALKS OUT ON MY TV TITLE AND STRAIGHT INTO THE TITLE PICTURE...THUNDER LOSES TO AUSTIN STEVENS, A MAN THAT IF HE WAS AS LITERATE AS HE WAS TOUGH COULD BE THE NEXT SHAKESPEARE...AARON HEATH THE MAN THAT TALKS TOO MUCH...CASSIUS ZHI A MAN THAT I PUT MY BODY ON THE LINE TO DEFEAT...

Tim Allen somewhat bravely interrupts Engel[/b]

TA: But Engel, you have a title shot at Night of Glory, I dont get what your problem is...

EH: EVERY...SINGLE...ONE...OF THE COMPETITORS LOOKING FOR THAT TOP SPOT ARE LOSERS TIM...PROVEN LOSERS...WHERE'S MY SHOT EH? HE PROMISED ME A SHOT...HE PROMISES HEHEHE...

TA: But you have a match at Night of Glory...

EH: YOU THINK THAT MATTERS...THIS IS...MY...NIGHT OF GLORY...HEHEHEHE I WILL FIGHT, ONE, TWO, THREE...HELL I WILL FIGHT IN THE PRESHOW...WHERE IS MY OPPORTUNITY HE PROMISED TIMMY...WHERE IS IT...

[I] Tim looks flabbergasted as Engel skips away tossing paper everywhere

EH: WE DEMAND IT...HEHEHEHE...

The camera cuts back to a confused looking Henry and Harold

HA: Folks I do not know what to say...Engel needs to get to the arena for his match...

HE: And so does Tim Allen, whats he doing halfway across the country on pre show night eh?

The scene fades to a pre show countdown

Dicey: Big words from a man so far away, whats wrong Zhi.....you need your little friend Marshall to back you up against big bad Dicey

Crowd: DICEY’S GONNA GET YOU

Dicey: Sally might be a w**re but she is MY who*e and she doesn’t apologise for being who she is unlike you, you think you are this and that but just listening to you there you sound like a second rate Aaron Heath...whoever he is

Thunder whispers into Dicey’s eye and points at a livid Heath

Dicey: Cheers Trev, if you didn’t know Zhi it’s this guy here

Dicey nods towards Heath and shrugs his shoulders

Dicey: You stand there comparing yourself to Mohammad Ali and that you will be future champion, maybe you will someday....but that day is not today (Crowd cheer) you think you are the new ascending force in 6CW....hell you weren’t even that in that last sh*thole you wrestled in, you know the place you left to die because you just weren’t bothered anymore, you think these great fans want you here never mind to be their Champion

Crowd: F**K ZHI

Dicey: You might have all the ability in the world my little oriental friend but you aint got the balls I got, you aint got the passion or the love for this place that I got and come Monday if you want to be like Ali so much I have no qualms about sending you to meet him, in that Elimination Chamber there is no friendship, there is no 2 on 1, you are all alone Zhi and standing there all alone with me staring back at you is a place you don’t want to be......Monday will be fun and there will be no Jones or anyone else to stop this sh*t storm

Dicey stares at Zhi as the fans cheer

Crowd: 6CW

Cassius meets Dicey’s stare intently, then laughs dismissively.

Cassius : I’m not going to step into that ring with you today, Dicey. Not because I need back up, but simply because I don’t want my actions to result in MY being locked up in a cell any sooner than I really have to be!

Cassius rolls his shoulders and seethes, not taking his eyes off Dicey. Cassius takes a look to his left at the fans chanting 6-C-DUB then looks back to Dicey with a sinister grin.

Cassius : If you really love this place so much, Reilly, then you would have greeted me with the euphoria that my arrival truly commands. THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME… here to bolster the image of your beloved company. Opening the doors to an untapped market even vaster in number than Sally Hendrix’ clientele. Imagine how many of your puerile t-shirts you will have sold if you had embraced my arrival, and so too embraced your Eastern cousins?

Cassius mock pouts with sadness at Dicey

Cassius : Or have your insecurities got the better of you, Dicey Reilly? Sure you love 6CW, of that there can be no doubt... but isn’t it true that you simply cannot bare to see the one you love flirting with that someone that little bit more adventurous (Cassius reaches the ring and runs his hand seductively across the bottom rope) … that little bit more dangerous… and a hell of a lot more prosperous?

Cassius lets go of the bottom rope with a twang

Cassius : Love after all, is just a finely tuned jealousy, Dicey.

Zhi laughs and begins to back away up the ramp, prompting boos from the crowd

Cassius : Tell me, Dicey... Where did love and passion ever get anyone?

Why don’t you ask your adoring friend Thunder there? Where has his passion got him?

Cassius looks at Thunder with contempt

Cassius : It’s just left him staring doe-eyed at a prize he will never attain!

Something out of his league… and since my arrival Dicey Riley… is now out of yours too!

Cassius continues to back away up the ramp until he reaches the stage

Cassius : On Monday night… in that elimination chamber… I’ll prove it!

And I’ll also prove that nothing hurts…. LIKE LOVE!

Fans : BOOOOOOOOOOOOO! 6-C-DUB! 6-C-DUB! 6-C-DUB!

Thunder smiles, the glint his eye flaring up, as he leans over the ropes.
 
Thunder
Zizzi, clear something’s up for me. You walked in to a 6CW arena and raised the standard right? Would that be the lower end of the expectation bar right? You come in here, walking around like your somebody but, you haven’t done anything here. You talk a lot about what you did else where but, you were given chances to do things here. Your first match was gateway and you went out at number…no one really remembers. You were put in matches with big names around here and again, no one really remembers. We know they happened but, what happened no one can say for sure. I like to do my homework on people before I fight them so, I went and asked our archive guy for footage of your matches, it took him awhile to find them, mostly ‘cause he filled them in the toilet.
Thunder watches Zhi with great interest, as he contemplates how to deal with Thunder.
 
Thunder
I don’t quite know where you two dingbat’s get the idea that I’ve had many shots from. In the last year, I’ve had 1 shot at the International and won, 1 shot at the 6CW, after being worn down by two puppets first and came close to beating Big Old Crazy Josh.
 
Thunder looks at Heath and points at him.
 
Thunder
You, talk about big dogs and boys.

Thunder looks back a Zhi and point’s at him.
 
Thunder
You, talk about big leagues and raising the standard and yet, neither of you have even tried to hold your own against, those at the top of the mountain. If either of you ever actually earn a shot, at a shot, then I’ll give you respect. Until then, wipe the brown of noses and polish up them puppet stings and prepare for the same treatment, as all of Jones other lackeys suffered through…the storms full force.