6WF Payback Results 31st December

Payback goes live to air at the Newcastle Metro Radio Arena with the capacity crowd cheering loudly. A preview video is running on the titantron, pyrotechnics then go off at the top of the stage. "Rest in pieces" is blasting out as the camera pans to RJ and Michael Wire at the commentary desk.

RJ:Good evening Ladies and Gentleman, it's New Years Eve and it is the perfect time for the 6WF year to end! You are watching Payback on Eurosport and Eurosport HD live from Newcastle where the beer is already flowing!

Michael Wire:Ladies and Gentleman what a show we have in store for you tonight! I don't think a Pay Per View has ever been more appropriately titled, Payback is certainly the right name for some of these matches.

RJ:We have rematches from Born In Fire, we have a steel cage match, a no holds barred match, a brutal battle between two brothers and of course to finish the night off, two ladder matches for the two world titles.

MW:Payback certainly is a bitch, and a few of our roster will find that out tonight!

Some signs are shown around the arena:

"CASSIUS ZHI=THE GRINCH"
"HAVE A GOOD NEW YEAR"
"GEORDIE SHORE SUCKS"
"WE WANT MISS JESSICA BACK"
"MARTIN O'NEILLS BARMY ARMY"
"KENTY IS TAKEO-ING THE WORLD TITLE WITH HIM"

RJ: Ladies and Gents, up first we have what promises to be a brutal encounter as former Freeweight Champion, Vortex, takes on his montrous nemesis, Lucas Takeo...

MW: There is certainly a lot of bad blood between these two, lets take you to earlier this week, when the two men manage to contain their hatred in a short interview with 6WF.Com...

The screen shows a barely lit room with a single wooden table and two chairs. From either side of the screen, Vortex and Lukas Takeo appear. Both men sit down and eyeball each other. The Consultant then appears from the gloom and stands in-between the two wrestlers.

The Consultant: Now, you know why both of you are here. The match at Payback will be done in one of the most personal types of bouts ever held in a wrestling ring. You will be completely surrounded by metal and cut off from the rest of the world.

He leans down against the desk.

The Consultant: Therefore, I wanted you two to come together in a more private atmosphere. Away from the baying crowd and annoying commentators. Just Vortex.....and Takeo.....talking.

He looks at both men, as Takeo and Vortex still hold their stare at each other.

The Consultant: I will leave you two men to it then......

He backs away and his footsteps echo around the empty room, long after he has disappeared. Vortex is the first to speak, still not taking his eyes off Takeo.

Vortex: What in all that is holy was they thinking? Two of the most destructive individuals in 6WF today. Two animals. Two monsters. And they decide to place them in a cage. But we are not beasts that should be locked up Lucas. We should be free to dish out destruction to whoever we please.

Takeo smirks slightly before Vortex continues.

Vortex: We have come a long way you and I. There is even grudging respect. I am not sure people realise just how destructive we could be. But the time to wreck havoc on other people is not for this coming weekend. That is for the new year.

Vortex starts pointing aggressively at Takeo.

Vortex: Face facts. You have felt first hand the pain after the Rupture. You have felt your spine squashed and your ribs broken. I admire your resolve to get up after that, I really do. And not once......not twice.....but three times. But now is the time to wise up. I will not hesitate to drop you to the mat again. I will not hesitate to make sure you feel the sting of that move again. I will not hesitate Lucas. I will look you straight into the eyes, like I am doing now, lift you high into the air. And then slam you to your demise. The referee won't need to count. They will be picking your shattered bones up from the canvas.

He stops pointing at Lucas and lays both hands down on the table.

Vortex: The story will end at Payback. Regardless of what you say. Regardless of what you do. I will win. And I will win well. And then we will meet no more. For I will be the victor. And you......just another victim.

MW: They certainly have unfishied business, i'm not sure a Steel Cage is going to able to contain them, but we'll find out after these messages.

Match 1
Steel Cage Match
Vortex v Lucas Takeo

Mike Bird: Ladies and Gentleman the first contest of this evening is a STEEL CAGE MATCH!

RJ: What a match to start this show off folks, two monsters of the 6WF Roster squaring off inside the Steel Cage.

MW: This is the first of plenty of contests tonight that promise to be all about one thing...PAYBACK!

RJ: And some of those will be finding out that payback is bitch!

“From yesterday” blazes out over the speakers and the crowd boo loudly as Lukas Takeo walks slowly out onto the stage. Takeo has the towel over his head, he throws it off and then strides towards the cage. Takeo looks at the cage door before booting it and stepping into the cage.

MW: Wow did you see that from Takeo?! He just booted the door of the cage, nothing intimidates him.

RJ: I’ve never seen the steel cage look this small before...Takeo is an absolute monster.

“Breathe” plays out around the arena, a plume of green smoke fills the top of the ramp before Vortex strolls out onto the stage. He slaps his hands and a large green pyro shoots into the air. Vortex strides down to the ring before stepping through the cage door and looking at Takeo menacingly.

RJ: Some of these fans seem to be warming to Vortex lately, to see someone standing up to Vortex.

MW: I am not sure how clever that was though Arj. Who the hell in their right mind would square up to Takeo?

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Vortex and Takeo circle the ring before locking up, Takeo scoops Vortex onto his shoulders and quickly throws him into the canvas with a big scoop slam. Vortex stumbles up, Takeo boots him in the stomach before hitting a big belly to belly throw on Vortex. Again he gets to his feet and this time Takeo connects with a running boot to the head.

Takeo then clambers onto Vortex and starts pummeling away with huge punches to the head of the former freeweight champion. Vortex then uses his feet to flip Lukas Takeo over, he rolls to his feet and Vortex runs off the ropes before connecting with a big clothesline.

RJ: Exactly the kind of match we were expecting, just an absolute power battle.

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

Vortex drags up Lukas Takeo and connects with a series of big punches into the stomach that keel Takeo over. Vortex then launches the big man into the corner before running in going for a big splash but Takeo catches Vortex before connecting with a snake eyes onto the turnbuckle. Takeo then spins around before running in and connecting with a big splash of his own.

MW: Trading power moves!

Vortex stumbles forward and Takeo connects with a knee into the stomach, he lifts Vortex into the air before connecting with a front-first suplex. Vortex staggers up to his feet and Takeo grabs the ex-freeweight champion by the head before throwing him face-first into the steel cage.

RJ: And now we see the first use of the cage!

MW: I expect to see a lot more of it!

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

Vortex drives the shoulder up, Takeo gets up to his feet and drops a succession of big knees down into the face before placing him into a sleeper hold. Vortex gets up a vertical base only to be nailed with a backbreaker across the knee. Takeo then throws Vortex down into the canvas with an inverted suplex!

Vortex rolls into the ropes and Takeo picks him up before running Vortex’s face across the steel of the cage. Vortex stumbles forward, Takeo runs in but Vortex connects with a big knee into the head. Vortex lifts Takeo into the air before launching Takeo backwards with a reverse powerbomb.

Takeo’s face crashes into the face of cage, Vortex goes to the corner and removes the turnbuckle cover before smashing Takeo’s head continually into the exposed steel of the turnbuckle. Takeo then walks forward straight into a side slam from Vortex. Cover.

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

Takeo forces the shoulder up off the canvas, Vortex rises up to his feet and drops a series of elbows into abdomen. Takeo gets up to his feet, Vortex places Takeo onto his shoulders before dropping him down across two leaping knees into the gut. Takeo rolls towards the ropes and Vortex hits some forearm smashes to the back of the head.

Vortex then grabs Takeo by the waist before throwing the monstrous figure between the 2nd and 3rd rope face first. Vortex then rests Takeo across the 2nd rope, his face leant against the steel and Vortex then runs off the ropes connecting with a big dropkick.

RJ: Vortex is really starting to take control of this match! He promised to end the era of darkness Takeo promised to impose on 6WF.

MW: And how is he planning to do that? Vortex is a powerful wrestler...but he doesn’t have the power of Takeo. And this match plays right into his hands.

Takeo rolls off the ropes and Vortex makes the cover.

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

Vortex drags up Lukas Takeo before connecting with some headbutts. Takeo falls into the canvas, he then drags up Takeo and connects with a backbreaker. Vortex lifts up Takeo and nails an atomic drop.

Takeo collapses into the canvas and Vortex then climbs onto him, grounding and pounding Lukas Takeo with some massive punches. Vortex places Takeo into a full nelson. Takeo manages to spin his way out before hitting a big belly to belly suplex throwing Vortex into the steel.

RJ: Takeo’s power allowing him to get into the match.

MW: Like I said, Vortex cannot contain Takeo.

Takeo drags up Vortex, he then whips Vortex into the ropes before nailing a gorilla press slam. Vortex rolls back into the corner, Takeo puts Vortex over his shoulders before throwing him continually into the steel. Vortex falls back and Takeo goes up to the top rope...

MW: Flying clothesline!

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

Vortex manages to drive the shoulder up, Takeo picks up Vortex and throws him into the ropes before nailing a spinning side slam backbreaker on the former freeweight champion! Takeo lifts Vortex high into the air...

RJ: Crucifix powerbomb into the steel!

MW: Takeo really exploiting the vicious, unforgiving, painful nature of the steel cage.

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

Takeo gets up to his feet and grabs Vortex around the throat and starts choking him out. Takeo then hauls up Vortex but he manages to escape the choke hold and connect with a full nelson slam on Lukas Takeo! Takeo goes into the corner and Vortex starts using the cage himself, smashing the head of Takeo into the steel continually.

Vortex then runs in and hits the V-X express on Takeo who staggers forward. Vortex connects with a knee into the stomach and then he drives Takeo into the canvas with a Samoan drop.

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

Takeo drives the shoulder up, Vortex drags him to his feet and sets up for the Rupture but Takeo manages to escape the hold. Takeo the launches Vortex into the steel face first. Vortex rests against the ropes and Takeo steps back...

RJ: OH MY GOD!

MW: WHAT THE HELL AM I SEEING?!

RJ: AMAZING!

MW: I HAVE NEVER SEEN ANYTHING LIKE THAT BEFORE!

RJ: VORTEX HAS JUST BEEN SPEARED THROUGH THE STEEL CAGE!

MW: DEVASTATING POWER FROM TAKEO!

Vortex is lay in a heap on the outside of the cage, Takeo gets to his feet and smirks down at the former freeweight champion. He nonchalantly puts Vortex over his shoulders, walks back into the confines of the cage before throwing Vortex over the top rope into the ring.

Takeo steps in and lifts up Vortex...

MW: CHOKESLAM!

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

RJ: And that just completes it!

MW: What dominance from Lukas Takeo!

RJ: Has the era of darkness begun?

MW: I think it has RJ...and I CAN NOT WAIT!

The lights in the arena go down and the titantron begins to play a video...

The camera cuts to a spacious living room, a Christmas tree stands in the corner though it's clearly past its best, it has a brown ting rather than green and pine needles lie around its base. Presents still unwrapped underneath and in the background Wham's Last Christmas can be heard.
The camera pans across the room to Anti-Hero watching a video of his first ever title victory in 6wf, invading the 6 man ladder match and snatching the belt from Randy Peepers grasp as the leader of Revolution. He pauses the tape on the moment of him lifting the belt aloft and turns to the camera. His eyes look sunken, his hair unwashed and he clearly hasn't shaved for days.

AH: Anti-Hero isn't having a good day.
Anti-Hero isn't really having a good week, hell, it could be said that Anti-Hero hasn't had the best of years. If you could list all the years Ive been about then 2012 registers right at the bottom of the pile, a big fat zero.
But 2012 is drawing to a close, the world didn't end, the apocalypse was a letdown and my bet at the bookies didn't come in. Christmas came and went, the grand total of one person in the entire world wished me a Merry Christmas and that was my son Austin, via Skype.
I sat alone on Christmas Day, alone with nothing but a pack of Bernard Matthews Turkey Drummers, a bottle of Advocaat, 2 bottles of pre mixed Woo Woos and a dozen crackers, crackers are even less fun when you have to pull both ends.
I ate the drummers and then drank the contents of the bottles before slumping in front of the TV, alone.
Around 2am I woke, thought in my drunken stupor that the best person to call would be my ex, Miss Jessica, yeah that didn't go down well leaving four answer phone messages at that time and I returned to unconsciousness to awake in my own vomit several hours later and a hangover from the Gods.
I checked the answer phone, a message back from the ex telling me to stop harassing her and that she wasn't going to drop Austin off until Id sorted myself out, that she was seeking legal advice to have me declared an unfit parent, the irony!
And then I turn on the TV, a 6WF highlights show of the year, showcasing all the talent that have emerged in the past 12 months. And I instantly wish my hangover returned. I see guys bumbling around a ring that simply have no place in it, that stumbled over the most basic of lines on an autocue, that sandbagged their opponents and frankly were a liability. And it filled me with hate.
A hatred that whilst the fans lapped up this subpar, watered down crap, I was hung on the shelf to dry, that I was portrayed as the bad guy, that I was no longer welcome in the company I took to a level it's never seen since.
I despise what 6WF has become, the guys in charge preaching that they have taken it forward, that they removed the old boys club and took down the Kliq culture yet all they did was replace one despot dictator with another. And how the sheep follow blindly, the fans lap it up for they know no better but worst of all are the so called legends that remain.
The ones that think of themselves as legends. That come down to the ring portraying this image that they raise hell, that they are suddenly edgier because they can say a cuss word and get away with it. Well here's a Rated R for you.
You're little more than sycophantic pussies.
You stride down to the ring like you're a man of the people, that you come to cause hell but you all have your head so far shoved up the creative teams asses that Im surprised there's any room left for all the shit they shove out on their shows of late.
That's why I remain here alone, that's why I turn up at the events and get told Im not welcome, that's why I have to buy a ticket to even get near the ring.
But I will not be silenced, I will not be held back, and I will not bury my head up their asses like the rest of them.
Tonight is Payback.
Ironic.
Because 6WF has some coming and its long overdue.

2013, the Year of the Pariah, the Year of the Unwanted, the Year of the Anti-Hero.

The lights in the arena go up....

RJ: What the hell is that guys problem?

MW: I dunno 'Arj, it seems he's determined to put himself back in the spotlight.

Lex Hart is backstage before Payback he is sat with the 6WF medical team. Lex is dressed down in grey sweatpants and a pink and black Adidas originals Lex Hart zip up top

Dr: Just plant your self on here , I wanna see how the wounds are holding up(The dr pats the medical bed )

Lex takes off his cap and zip up top, Lex has a large plaster across his forehead and his ribs are heavily bandaged, he gingerly climbs onto the bed clearly still feeling the effects of his last match

LH: I'm feeling much better doc!!

Dr:Hmmmm 8 days isn't a long time for these kind of injuries to heal, I very much doubt you'll be 100% for tonight

Lex smiles
LH: I haven't been 100% since the first day I stepped into the dungeon. Tom make sure I'm ok to get the ring I'll worry about the rest

The Doctor shakes his head and starts to tend to the wounds, Lex flinches as the bandages are removed

Dr: Are you sure this a good idea?

LH: I'll admit this isn't gonna be one of my easier matches but I can't just walk away. Cassius is expecting me to be intimidated, this is what he does , he gets inside your mind, he exploits people's weaknesses, he feeds on people's fear

He needs to know that I am not scared of him and I am not scared of what might happen to me, I do not fear injury , I do not fear pain

Cassius has caused suffering to too many people in this organisation and somebody needs to stand up and show him that it will no longer be tolerated.
Now I'll admit a year ago I would have said that I would have been the last person to put myself in this position, but it is because of my past mistakes that I know this cannot be put up with anymore.

This company is bigger than you, it's bigger than me and its sure as hell bigger than Cassius Zhi.

So call this what you want
Revenge
Absolution
Payback

All I know is that tonight I am going to that ring and show Cassius that we will not take it anymore

The Dr shakes his head as again Lex winces in pain at the slightest touch

DR: At this point I can't offer you any medical help I'm afraid, all I can say is I wish you the best of luck. We are all rooting for you!!!

Lex smiles nervously

LH: Thanks Doc, that means a lot...

The doctor leaves the room as Miss Jessica walks in to Lex's disgust...

LH: What are you doing here?

MJ: Like, Lex, don't be like that, i wanted to check up on you....... I see Cassy hasn't mellowed since he cast me aside....

LH: Check up on me? I don't want your pity, Jess....

MJ: Oh Lexy, come now, we're like totally over what went on between us right?

LH: Whatever, Jess.

Jessica plays with her hair, rubbing Lex's shoulder...

MJ: I just wanted to say, no hard feelings. But be careful, Cassy is like totally over the edge and he's dangerous at the best of times. Be safe, Lex...

Jessica kisses Lex on the cheek and walks off, smiling.

Match 2

6WF Tag Team Championships

Dopant Zero(C) vs Zach Corchia/Johnny Goldman

RJ: First title action of the evening up next here at Payback!

MW: And it is the tag team titles on the line, with Dopant Zero making their first defence of the belts since winning them in a TLC match at Born In Fire.

RJ: The tag team title scene has changed dramatically since last month, Dopant Zero took out both The Gods of Rome and former champions Blade and Dragon...

MW: But a new team has emerged to challenge them, born out of the closing down of Ascension.

Mike Bird: Ladies and Gentleman...introducing the challengers...at a combined weight of 463lbs...the team of Zach Corchia and Johnny Goldman!

“King of the kill” blazes out through the speakers and the crowd cheer as Johnny Goldman eventually steps out onto the ramp amidst an array of gold pyros. He sprints down the ramp before jumping onto the apron. He climbs the turnbuckle and salutes the fans before stepping down and awaiting his tag team partner.

“Can’t stop” kicks in and the crowd’s cheer continues for the arrival of Zach Corchia. He strides out onto the stage before running down the ramp tagging the fans hands. Corchia climbs up to the top rope and spreads his arms out wide before back-flipping and landing on his feet. He slaps hands with Goldman.

RJ: These two earned this title shot by picking up a huge win over Dopant Zero on the Christmas special of Lockdown!

MW: It was a good RJ, I’ll give them that but there was no pressure in that situation! This is completely different.

Mike Bird: And now...they hail from Fuuto and Tokyo, Japan and weigh in at a combined weight 500lbs...the reigning and defending 6WF Tag Team Champions...Kenzaki Nogami and Tsukasa Yagurama...DOPANT ZERO!

“Shook ones” hits and the crowd boo loudly as Dopant Zero walk out onto the stage. Nogami has his title wrapped around his waist whilst Yagurama has his title belt draped over his shoulder. They pose at the top of the ramp before sauntering down to the ring, Nogami springboards in and Yagurama then clambers over the top rope.

RJ: I can see what Dopant Zero were trying to do by taking out the two teams they faced at Born In Fire, give themselves a clear run as champions. But they didn’t bank on the team of Goldman and Corchia forming.

MW: Won’t matter when Dopant Zero retain the belts this evening.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Zach Corchia starts off in the ring with Tsukasa Yagurama, they lock up and Yagurama drives Corchia backwards. He falls into the ropes, Yagurama pummels away at the gut of Corchia before whipping him into the ropes. Corchia rebounds into the centre of the ring and Yagurama nails a big belly to belly suplex.

Corchia staggers up to his feet and Yagurama boots him in the stomach, he then lifts the former TWA champion into the air and connects with a Japanese shoulder-breaker. He hooks the leg.

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

Corchia gets the shoulder up, Yagurama rises up to his feet and stomps away on the head of Zach Corchia. He then lifts him up and whips into the ropes, he goes for a wheelbarrow suplex but Corchia manages to counter with a bulldog. Yagurama stumbles up to his feet and Corchia hits a big superkick. Cover.

MW: Even start to this match-up.

RJ: Corchia using his athleticism, Yagurama his power.

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

Corchia waits for Yagurama to rise before hitting a series of European Uppercuts, he whips Yagurama into the ropes and the nails a dropsault. Corhcia makes the tag to Goldman. Corchia stretches out his knee, Goldman connects with a suplex down across the knee.

Corchia picks up Yagurama and hits a series of knees into the back before shoving him into the path of Goldman who nails a big back drop. Corchia then bounces off the ropes hitting a kick to the head.

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

Goldman lifts up Yagurama, he nails a series of big punches to the head. He then launches Yagurama into the ropes before hitting a big spinebuster on the rebound. Yagurama stumbles up, Goldman goes for a neckbreaker but Yagurama blocks and counters with a big brainbuster.

Goldman gets to his feet, Yagurama connects with a hard knee into the stomach and then hauls him into the air nailing a Japanese Blue and White thunder bomb.

MW: Great power from Yagurama!

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

Yagurama lifts up Goldman, he whips him hard into the corner and then walks over slowly and makes the tag to Nogami. Yagurama hits a big clothesline to the head, Goldman walks forward and Yagurama hits a powerslam. Nogami then flies off the top rope...

RJ: Moonsault!

MW: And there’s the combination work from the tag team champions, that is what makes them better than Goldman and Corchia.

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

Goldman drives the shoulder up off the canvas, Nogami waits for him to rise before sprinting in and connecting with a spinning DDT! Nogami quickly bounces off the ropes and connects with a bakatare sliding kick! He hooks the leg.

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

Nogami re-tags Tsukasa Yagurama, he steps into the ring and nails a huge splash on Goldman in the corner. Nogami then sprints in hitting a running kick to the head, Goldman staggers forward straight into a big spinebuster from the tag champion.

RJ: Dopant Zero absolutely dominating.

MW: They’ve isolated Goldman. He’s really struggling here.

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

Yagurama gets up to his feet, he lines up a spear on Goldman but he manages to leapfrog. Yagurama tags in Nogami, he goes to the top rope and springboards in but Goldman catches him over his shoulders before running and hitting a big gutbuster. Goldman runs the ropes...

RJ: Knee trembler!

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

Goldman puts Nogami into an armbar hold, he gets up to his feet only to be thrown quickly into the canvas with an arm drag. Goldman meets Nogami with a leaping high knee, the Japanese star gets to his feet once more only for Goldman to nail a big clothesline. Cover.

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

Goldman goes to the corner and makes the tag to Zach Corchia, the crowd cheer loudly as he springboards into the ring. Nogami rolls up to his feet and Corchia floors him with a spinning heel kick. Nogami rolls up to his feet and Corchia nails the Magic Roundabout!

MW: Wow what a fantastic move!

RJ: A front flip DDT! I’ve not seen anything like that before!

Ref; 1............2...........Kick out!

Corchia drags up Nogami, whipping him firmly into the corner. Corchia sprints in and nails a big shining wizard. Nogami stumbles forward and Corchia connects with a boot to the stomach followed up with a Fisherman’s suplex! He bridges over into the pinfall.

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

Corchia gets up to his feet, he waits for Nogami to rise before hitting a hurracanrana. Nogami rolls to the corner, Corchia goes to the top rope but Nogami catches him off guard with a roundhouse kick to the side of the head. Corchia keels over and Nogami nails a musclebuster!

He runs to the opposite corner and knocks Goldman off the apron. Corchia staggers up but walks straight into another big roundhouse kick from Corchia. Nogami tags in Yagurama...

MW: JAPANESE EXPRESS!

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Mike Bird: The winners of this match by way of Pinfall and STILLL 6WF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...DOPANT ZERO!

The crowd descend into huge boos, Nogami is dragged to his feet by Yagurama and the two slap hands as they are handed the tag title belts.

RJ: Great contest but Dopant Zero just had a bit too much in the end.

MW: That bit of extra experience was what did it!

We Cut Backstage Where James Mcmanus Is Stood By In The Interview Area, He Has Microphone In Hand. He Raises It To His Mouth And Begins To Speak

JM- So Here We Are, Payback, The Event Where Last Year I Got My First Shot At The Same Belt I'am Going For Here This Time, Last Time I Came Up A Little Short. But Trust Me When I Say I Will Not Be Coming Up Short This Time, That Title Is Coming Home To Norwich. Hidari, Chaos And Last But Not Least My Good Friend Fanatic, I Know I Can Beat Any One Of You And Thats All I Need To Do And Here Is Why.

Mcmanus Pauses

JM- Chaos, I Have Beaten You Numerous Times, What Makes You Think You Will Be Able To Beat Me Again. Fanatic, I Know Your Every Move, I Taught You Everything You Know, But Did I Really Teach You Everything I Know? Hidari, To You I Am An Unknown Quantity, I Have Never Faced You. But All You Need To Know Is That I Can Hurt And Defeat You In A Flash. Hidari, Chaos, Fanatic, 30th Of December 2012, That Title Comes Home With Me And There Is Not A Damn Thing You Or Those In The Back Can Do About It, That Title Is Not Slipping Through My Grasp Again. December 30th That Belt Is Coming Back To Europe, And Not Only Is It Coming Back To Europe, It Will Be Going In My Bag And Going Home To The Greatest City In The World.........Norwichhhhhhhhhhhhh.

The Future Begins Now!

McManus stares in the camera as it fades to black.

The camera goes backstage to show Nay Bother pacing up and down the corridor as Jack Reynolds approaches....

JR: Can I get a few words before your match, err Cameron.

CF: No problem Jack

JR: Well you look nervous pacing up and down here, you are going to face 3 unknown opponents for one of the top 2 titles in wrestling. Don't you think it's a step to far?

*Cameron scratches his stubble before pulling his hood down and looks at Jack.*

CF: Of course I'm nervous Jack. I am about to step in to think ring with three men from a selection of legends, grand slam winners, current champs, former champs, record breakers basically a selection of the best around.

I would be a fool not to be nervous, but take it from me that's a good thing. It's the nerves that show I care, it's the nerves that make sure I will give it everything I have to win.

JR: Ok Cam, but do you really think you have what it takes to beat guys like Mr Kenty, TGA, The Saint in a ladder match.

CF: Thats a fair question I suppose Jack but you see I have been so concerned with everything that's been going that I had forgotten what got me here if the first place and that's me just me being me, a little chavvy kid from the weeg.

*Cameron puts both his hands down the front of his joggers and fixes himself before removing them*

But dont worry because that kid ain't going anywhere. I have beaten the best in the business before and I see know reason why I can't do it again.

They may have the skills and ability but I am determined to succeed and I will try harder than anyone in this company to make it happen.

*Jack Reynolds raises his eyebrows doubtfully*

CF: You look can look at me like that all you want Jack, but one year ago you would have looked like that had someone told you I would be in these ladder matches, I have to believe its possible because if I don't, then who will.

Now if you will excuse me I have to get back to preparing for this match.

*Cameron pulls his hood back up and makes to enter his locker room before changing his mind and starting to pace up and down the corridor*

Match 3

Winner gets a title shot of their choosing

Jimmy Phillips vs Scorpion vs Jerome Dubois

RJ: Triple threat action up next here at Payback!

MW: A match involving three of the newest additions to the Lockdown roster from the now defunct Ascension.

RJ: Two of the men involved are experienced competitors in 6WF however, Jerome Dubois and Scorpion have both held title belts in this company.

MW: Add to the equation Jimmy Phillips, one of the most naturally gifted athletes ever seen, we are in for one hell of a contest.

“Cold ash and colder hears” hits, red lights shine on the stage as Jimmy Phillips steps out onto the stage. He walks to one side of the stage to salute the fans and then the other. Phillips walks down the ramp before leaping onto the apron, pyros shoot out of the ringposts before Phillips steps into the ring.

RJ: A former college American footballer who had to retire due to injury, Phillips has turned his talents to wrestling with great effect.

MW: I understand he calls himself “the talent” which is giving himself a hell of a lot to live up to!

RJ: Well he was hugely impressive in his debut win over Uryu.

“Mind eraser” blasts out over the speakers and the crowd descend into boos as Jerome Dubois swaggers out onto the stage. Dubois stretches his arms out to the side and red pyro’s go off all around him. The crowd boo as Dubois confidently walks down the ramp, he slides under the bottom rope and walks around the ring staring down at the booing fans.

MW: A bit of culture has returned to 6WF, how fantastic!

RJ: Former freeweight champion, if Dubois was to choose that path he would have to defeat Mr Kenty.

The lights go down in the arena as 'Wake Up' by Rage Against The Machine blasts out over the speakers, suddenly the tron flickers into life as the image of two scorpion tails whip into shot creating an 'X' with the words "Anger Is A Gift" underneath as the music fully kicks in Scorpion steps out onto the stage where he stops and forms an X with his arms as diagonal pyros explode around him and the crowd descend into a chorus of boos.

RJ: His absence still hasn’t endeared Scorpion to these fans has it?

MW: You think Scorpion cares? He’s a two time Hardcore champion, if he wins this match that would give him the chance to become a 3 time Hardcore Champion.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

The bell rings to kick the match off, Scorpion and Dubois circle Phillips. He immediately spots what is going on, Dubois moves in but Phillips rocks him with a huge uppercut. Scorpion runs in and leaps onto the back of Phillips in a sleeper hold but the powerful Phillips launches him into the canvas.

Dubois rolls up to his feet and runs in at Phillips, who throws him out across the ring with a big overhead belly to belly suplex. Phillips hooks the leg.

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

MW: Phillips demonstrating his power game early on!

Phillips leaps to his feet, he is about to take the attack to Dubois again when Scorpion runs in at Phillips who counters with a big spinebuster. Scorpion rolls up to his feet, Phillips put Scorpion onto his shoulders before hitting a snake eyes in the corner. Scorpion walks forward...

RJ: Samoan drop!

Dubois gets up to his feet, Phillips stops him in his tracks with a big clothesline. Phillips then lifts up Dubois and throws him down to the outside with a powerslam like move. Phillips turns around and covers Scorpion.

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

RJ: Phillips saw that Dubois and Scorpion planned to team up on him...so he just didn’t give them the chance.

MW: It’s the best way to do things!

Phillips stands waiting for Scorpion to rise. He then hits a series of big punches into the stomach of Scorpion who falls back into the ropes. Phillips then throws him down with a big suplex. Scorpion rolls up to his feet and Phillips nails a Russian legsweep!

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

Phillips goes back to the corner...

MW: GAME CHANGER...

RJ: DUCKED! FRENCH CONNECTION FROM DUBOIS!

MW: The game has now changed!

Dubois stands over Phillips, he starts bad-mouthing the American before helping Scorpion up. The two start beating down on Phillips with huge stomps down into the head and chest of the former college athlete. Dubois then picks up Phillips, nailing the Au Revoir. Cover.

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

Phillips kicks out powerfully, Dubois rolls away and allows Scorpion to take up the offensive for his team. He drops a series of elbows down into the neck before lifting up Phillips, he grabs him by the throat before nailing a big chokeslam! Cover again.

MW: Scorpion and Dubois finally working together now.

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

Dubois takes over once again, he lifts up Phillips in an armbar hold before throwing him down into the canvas with an arm drag takedown. Phillips staggers up, Dubois hits a boot to the gut and hits a scoop slam on Phillips. He steps aside and allows Scorpion to run the ropes hitting the people’s elbow!

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

RJ: Even Phillips power cannot deal with a 2 on 1 situation with two experienced competitors like Scorpion and Dubois.

Dubois steps in again, he lifts up Phillips and whips hard into the corner. Scorpion hits a running clothesline, as does Dubois. Dubois then fires in a series of stiff knife-edge chops into the chest, the ref steps in but Scorpion drags him back. Phillips staggers forward out of the corner and Dubois nails a DDT! Cover.

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

Scorpion stands waiting for Phillips to rise before connecting with a big spinebuster. Scorpion heads up top...

MW: FROG SPLASH!

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

RJ: This is tremendous resilience from Phillips!

Dubois lifts up Phillips, he sets up for the Culture Shock...

MW: WHAT THE HELL?

Scorpion runs in and chop-blocks Dubois down. He rolls Phillips out of the ring and then waits impatiently for Dubois to rise...

RJ: DEATH STALKER!

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

MW: Scorpion wins!

RJ: He just sold Dubois down the river, he double-crossed him!

MW: Brilliant from Scorpy, who now gets a shot at a title of his choosing.

*commercial break

(We head backstage where we see Chaos preparing)

C: See you have no power, you promised the end of the world, well that came and went and yet the True Prophet has not been overthrown.

(Chaos laughs)

C: And what better way to prevent HIM from rising than by regaining my European title. The True Champion back with gold around his waist.

(Chaos starts to cough before bringing up some blood)

C: He can not rise, the Prophecy will be changed by the True Prophet, those are the words that will fall when the question is answered. I cannot be stopped, 2013 will see the Chaos run wild through 6WF once more.

Tick

Tick

Boom

( On boom Chaos laughs before coughing up blood once more, he sits down to put on his wrist tape, we see blackened cuts on his wrists as if he has broken chains)

Match 4
6WF European Title
Kenji Hidari (C) v The Fanatic v James McManus v Chaos

RJ: European Title action up next here on Payback, what a contest this one promises to be.

MW: Especially with a trio of competitors whose whole careers in this company seem to have been intertwined.

RJ: That is right Michael, when Gregers became Chaos we saw him recruit The Fanatic and James McManus to his emporium but they turned against him.

MW: They did compete together for a while as a tag team, but whilst the alliance continues to exist, singles gold seems to be the aim of both men.

RJ: We are talking about these three, we have completely forgotten about the reigning champion Kenji Hidari who has been hugely impressive.

Mike Bird: Ladies and Gentleman...the following match is a FATAL FOUR WAY CONTEST for the 6WF EUROPEAN TITLE!

Introducing the first of three challengers...hailing from Brighton, England and weighing in at 173lbs...CHAOSSSSS!

“It’s an omen” blasts out through the speakers followed by “Granite” and the crowd descend into boos as Chaos walks out onto the ramp. He turns around and looks behind him before striding down to the ring. He climbs up the steps and then springboards into the ring.

MW: Chaos is the competitor who goes into this match with the most pedigree, a former world champion and also a former holder of this belt.

RJ: He’s also been having a lot of issues lately, more split personality stuff like we saw when Chaos was Gregers.

Mike Bird: Introducing the 2nd challenger...weighing in at 210lbs and hailing from Norwich, England...JAMES MCMANUS!

“Sad but true” plays out and the crowd give a mixed reception as James McManus paces out onto the stage. He looks down at Chaos in the ring before storming down to the ring, he slides under the bottom rope.

RJ: James McManus looking for his first title in 6WF, he’s been in great form lately.

MW: Certainly has, picking up a huge win over Chaos at Born In Fire.

MB: Introducing the final challenger...from parts unknown and weighing in at 350lbs...THE FANATIC!

“Halloween theme” hits and the crowd again give a very mixed reception for the arrival of James McManus’ ally The Fanatic. He strides out onto the stage, striding down to the ring before staring down at Chaos in particular. Fanatic slaps hands with McManus.

RJ: The Fanatic is the one who has been competing for the European Title lately..and quite superbly as well. He certainly has Hidari running scared.

MW: Don’t be stupid Arj!

Mike Bird: And finally...he hails from Fuuto, Japan and weighs in at 236lbs...the reigning and defending 6WF EUROPEAN CHAMPION...KENJIII HIDARRRIIIII!

“The Essence” plays out around the arena and the crowd are firm in their reception as they descend into huge boos for the arrival of the European Champion, Kenji Hidari He walks out onto the stage amidst a haze of pyros before swaggering down to the ring, he steps into the ring before holding up the European Title.

MW: What a champion that this man has been, and I expect his reign to continue into 2013.

RJ: This is going to be his toughest test so far!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

The match starts off, Hidari locks up with The Fanatic whilst McManus goes in for the lock-up with Chaos, but the former world champions ducks underneath it before hitting a German suplex. McManus rolls up to his feet, Chaos connects with a boot into the stomach and then bounces off the ropes hitting a big bulldog.

The camera shows The Fanatic pushing Hidari into the corner, he then slaps huge punches down across the back of the European Champion. Fanatic drags Hidari forward and nails a snap suplex, Hidari staggers up straight into a spinebuster from The Fanatic who has dominated him over the past month. Cover.

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

The camera goes back to Chaos, he brings James McManus up to his feet and goes to whip him into the ropes but McManus is stronger. Chaos falls back to the centre of the ring off the ropes and McManus meets him with a short-arm clothesline. McManus then bounces off the ropes nailing a knee trembler.

Once more the cameras flick back to Fanatic, he lifts up the European champion and nails some big European Uppercuts into the chin. This backs Hidari into the ropes, Fanatic launches him across the ring, nailing a huge boot to the head on the rebound. Again The Fanatic makes the cover.

MW: Fanatic dominating the early proceedings between him and Kenji Hidari.

RJ: McManus and Chaos are a lot more even, which is what we can expect considering the similar styles and sizes.

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

Again Hidari forces the shoulder up, The Fanatic lifts him up to his feet and hits a big boot into the stomach. Fanatic then goes for a side suplex but Kenji manages to land on his feet. Hidari then connects with a German suplex before slumping down, allowing himself time to recover.

McManus has Chaos in a sleeper hold, Chaos manages to get up to a vertical base and counters with a superb pele kick on James McManus who falls into the ropes. Chaos whips him into the ropes and then leaps into the air before nailing a dropkick. Chaos quickly bounces off the ropes...

MW: LIONSAULT!

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

Hidari is shown stomping away on the head of The Fanatic, he rolls back into the corner and Hidari lifts him up. He hits a punch to the head before running in and hitting a leaping double knee into the face. Fanatic walks forward, Hidari hits a boot into the stomach before nailing an Island driver.

Fanatic gets to his feet, Hidari connects with a dropkick into the leg. Fanatic goes to his knees, Hidari nails a tornado kick to the side of the head. The European Champion makes the cover.

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

The camera goes back to McManus and Chaos, the former world champion lifts up McManus and places him into a front facelock. McManus gets up to his feet before spinning out. McManus connects with a boot into the stomach, he lifts Chaos onto his shoulders before running and hitting a powerslam.

Chaos is dragged up to his feet, McManus launches him into the ropes and then nails an elbow smash. Chaos rises up to his feet, McManus runs in at him but Chaos counters with a spinebuster. Chaos heads up to the top rope...

RJ: Missile dropkick!

MW: Chaos is on fire here, dominating McManus!

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

Hidari is shown again, he lifts up The Fanatic before connecting with a belly to belly suplex. Hidari goes up to the top rope at the same time as Chaos, they fly off simultaneously with Chaos hitting a spinal tap and Hidari a BME! They cover at the same time.

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

RJ: What a sight that was!

MW: Two wrestlers with fantastic agility flying through the air at the same time!

Chaos and Hidari get up and stare an uneasy stardown. Chaos drags McManus to the corner, he puts him on the top rope and Chaos goes up to the top. He sets up for a hurracanrana, but McManus manages to counter with a big powerbomb! He drags up Chaos and goes for a DDT, Chaos shoves himself away.

McManus runs in at Chaos who counters with a back body drop to the outside. Chaos sprints in going for a suicide dive but McManus manages to dive out of the way and Chaos crashes into the railings. McManus hauls him up to his feet and launches him stiffly into the steel steps.

Back in the ring, Kenji Hidari whips Fanatic into the ropes. He goes for a double leap elbow smash but Fanatic dives out of the way. Hidari rolls up to his feet and Fanatic nails a piledriver! He hooks the leg.

Ref: 1...................2.............McManus breaks the pinfall!

Fanatic gets to his feet and stares at McManus...

MW: Is the alliance breaking down?!

McManus is staring at Fanatic, the camera zooms in to show McManus saying “This is my time, I’ve got rid of Chaos, this is my time now!”

RJ: McManus clearly feels it is his time to step out of the shadows.

McManus turns around and Chaos launches himself off the top rope nailing a missile dropkick on McManus. Both men are down, Fanatic turns around and Hidari is on the top rope...

MW: FANATIC CAUGHT HIM!

RJ: CHOKESLAM!

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

RJ: NEW CHAMPION!

MW: AMAZING! AMAZING!

Mike Bird: The winner of this match by way of PINFALL and NEEWWWWW 6WF EUROPEAN CHAMPION...THE FANATTICCCCC!

*Fanatic gets up to his feet, he is handed the European Title by the referee and he holds it high up in the air.

MW: New champion! What a win for The Fanatic!

RJ: Look how small that title is compared to him!

MW: This could be one of the more dominant reigns we see!

The camera heads backstage where Cassius Zhi is shown in his locker room.l He's sat in the middle of the floor, his legs crossed and his eyes closed as he meditates. The sound of JJ Johnson's retirement speech plays in the background as the door opens and footsteps can be heard as the recording is stopped. Cassius' eyes open and the camera pans out to show Miss Jessica stood their playing with her hair, biting her lips as Cassius begins twitching his head....

MJ: Oh Cassy, this takes me back....

Cassius stares forward, ignoring his former manager....

MJ: Just gonna sit there huh? No love for Jessie? Come on, why don't you get up, puff that sexy little chest out, raise your voice and get me going like you used to....

Jess bounds down, her skirt riding up as Cassius continues to stare forward....

MJ: I just wanted to make sure you were in the right frame of mind before facing Lex, you know? He's like totally out to get you, Cassy. We both know what he's capable of, and with Walker on the scene, you should be careful, you don't have anyone looking out for you, and i don't want to see you get hurt...

Cass begins to snarl and Jess backs off.....

MJ: Don't say i didn't warn you, Cassy. Be safe out there....

Jess walks out through the door, smiling to herself as we head to commercial.

The camera cuts to a dark room. A figure is stood in the shadows, a bright white light surrounds him....

??: I am free from my chains. Chaos will soon end and the saviour will rise....

The figure looks down at his wrists, blood drips from a cut from the chains....

?? I have broken free. Free from your oppression. Free to save those who you have troubled, those who you have abused. There will be no more, Chaos.

The light moves up the figues body, towards his head, his face covered by a bright white mask, his eyes closed....

??: When i come, you should run, you should hide, you should cower in fear for what i will bring.

The eyes open, his eyes white with no pupils, just pure white.....

??: I will end your reign of terror, Chaos. I will save them, from you.

The light flickers out as the figure can be heard walking away.

RJ: Folks, up next we have a potentially volatile encounter as Max Adamson faces off against Kuinshi, the man formerly known as Uryu Ishida...

MW: This is a rematch from Born In Fire....

RJ: Which Kuinshi won, contrary to what Max says....

MW: You can't question the mans integrity, 'Arj?

RJ: Oh god....

The crowd boo as Clarissa walks on to the stage....

Clarissa: Please allow me to introduce to you... The Thunderrrrrr from Down underrrrrrr... The Catalyst of Controversy... The only man in history to have a perfect Born In Fire record of five matches, five wins... And the man who is a lot like a tall glass of milk, because he does my body good...

MW: Oh my!

Clarissa: ...Max Adamson!

"Lonely Boy" by the Black Keys plays and the crowd continue to boo as Max Adamson walks down to the ring in his ring attire, he lifts Clarissa on to the ring apron before climbing up the ring steps as Clarissa pulls the ropes down for him and he enters the ring, lifting Clarissa over the ropes and kissing her as he holds her in his arms....

RJ: Oh get a room!

Max puts her down and Clarissa strokes his chest before the crowd erupt into cheers as 'Lord of the Winter Snow' hits and Kuinshi walks on to stage. He soaks in the atmosphere before smiling down the ramp, heading towards the ring, cracking his knuckles before sliding into the ring and staring at Max who ushers Clarissa out....

Ding, ding, ding

DING! DING! DING!

The crowd cheer as the bell signals the start of the match, Adamson and Kuinshi both circle the ring, their arms raised; teasing a test of strength. They lock their arms together and push on each other, but Kuinshi manages to quickly twist around and pushes Adamson to the ground, grabbing his arm and putting him in a painful arm bar...

RJ: Kuinshi getting an early break here....


Adamson manages to twist out of the move and both men are back to his feet, Adamson has Kuinshi’s arm twisted around, he whips him across the ring and Kuinshi slams back first into the corner. Adamson walks forward and chops across his chest, he lifts him up to the top rope, and then looks ready to pull him down but Kuinshi pushes him away. Kuinshi dives off with a diving clothesline, but Adamson catches him in mid-air with a hard superkick. Kuinshi falls to the mat, Adamson rolls him over and hooks the leg.

1................

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

Adamson pushes himself up and the crowd boo as he taunts them, they pop when he turns around and Kuinshi kicks him in the mid-section, he grabs Adamson and lifts him up into a vertical supAdamson, Kuinshi steps around the ring with Adamson being held in the air before he drops him for the big supAdamson. Kuinshi pushes himself back up and he screams out as the crowd give a huge pop for him, Kuinshi beats his chest as he urges Adamson to get back to his feet. Adamson groggily pushes himself up and Kuinshi runs at him with a clothesline, knocking him straight back down again.

RJ: Kuinshi is on fire here, Adamson is struggling to get in any offence.

MW: You just keep watching RJ, you’ll see how Adamson can turn this right around.

Kuinshi stands over Adamson, suddenly Adamson grabs hold of Kuinshi and rolls him up for the pin attempt.

1.............................

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

MW: Adamson was playing possum! Brilliant!

Kuinshi quickly kicks out of the pin attempt and jumps to his feet looking shocked, before he can react Adamson kicks him hard in the chest, Kuinshi bends over holding his ribs and this allows Adamson to grab hold of his neck and connects with a hard swinging neckbreaker. Adamson grabs hold of Kuinshi’s legs and puts him in the Boomerang. The crowd boo and Kuinshi cries out as Adamson puts more pressure into the submission manoeuvre.

RJ: Adamson is using that move to great effect, Kuinshi looks in serious pain.

MW: Kuinshi could genuinely tap here.

Kuinshi reaches out for the ropes, but they are out of his reach and Adamson is biting down as he tries to put more pressure into the muscles of Kuinshi’s legs, to get maximum pain for him. The crowd are chanting for Kuinshi, and he punches the ground and starts pushing himself up as Adamson can’t believe it. Kuinshi manages to power out of the move, Kuinshi jumps back to his feet, but the submission move had made him weak in his legs and he loses his balance falling to one knee and Adamson connects with a hard Shining Wizard.

RJ: Ouch! Kuinshi could have a broken nose from that move.

MW: The power of the fans obviously isn’t that good.

Adamson raises his arm in the air and the crowd boo him furiously, he points to the ceiling and the crowd are chanting for Kuinshi who is still laying on the ground, seemingly out cold. Adamson climbs up to the top rope. Adamson beats his chest before setting himself up for the high-flying move as Kuinshi begins to stir. Max poses on the top rope, blowing a kiss to Clarissa as Kuinshi gets to his feet...

MW: TOP ROPE CROSSBODY!

RJ: DODGED!

*Crowd Pop*

Adamson’s chest slams hard into the mat as he flies from the top rope, Kuinshi rolls out of the way just in time. Adamson rolls around on the mat holding his chest, Kuinshi waits and when Adamson gets up, he lifts him up onto his shoulders and connects with a Samoan Drop, Kuinshi turns the move into a pin attempt.

1...............

2................

kick out!

RJ: Kuinshi very nearly had Adamson there!

MW: Don’t be so naive!

Kuonshi lifts Adamson up, but he punches Kuinshi in the face...

Crowd: BOOOOOO!

Kuinshi hits Adamson back...

Crowd: WOOOOOO!

Adamson punches Kuinshi again....

Crowd: BOOOOOO!

Kuinshi punches Adamson again.

Crowd: WOOOOOOO!

Adamson goes for another punch, but Kuinshi blocks it and punches Adamson....

Crowd: WOOOOOOOO!

Kuinshi keeps on hitting Max as the crowd cheer every time a punch connects, Kuinshi kicks him in the mid-section.....

RJ: DARK ROOM DROP!

MW: CLARISSA!

The crowd boo as Clarissa gets on the apron distracting the referee. Kuinshi lets Max go and shoes Clarissa away as she argues with the ref...

RJ: There's no need for her to be involved......LOW BLOW! COME ON!

Adamson lows blows Kuinshi with the refs back turned. Kuinshi buckles and Max jumps to his feet and bounces off the ropes....

MW: FA-MAXER!

RJ: NO! NOT LIKE THIS!

Adamson hits his finisher as Clarissa smiles on the apron, she jumps down as Max grabs the ref and points down at Kuinshi, he covers...

1.....

2.....

....kick out!

RJ: YES! HE KICKED OUT!

Crowd: YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

The crowd cheer as Kuinshi kicks out. Max looks down in disbelief. He punches the mat in anger before getting to his feet, he gets in the face of the referee, shouting and hollering as the ref confirms the two count....

MW: This is ridiculous! That was a 3 count! Never in a mill.......

RJ: Inside cradle!!


1......

2......

3....!

Ding, ding, ding!

Crowd: YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

RJ: Kuinshi did it! Out of nowhere!!

The replays show Max arguing with the referee as Kuinshi grabs him into an inside cradle, pushing all his weight down on Max as the ref makes the 3 count. The crowd erupt into cheers as Kuinshi rolls from the ring to Max's disgust.

MW: I can't believe what i've just witnessed! Adamson was robbed!

RJ: He should've been disqualified!

MW: Whatever, he was the better man!

Kuinshi stands on the outside staring at Max with a smile across his face. Max berates him from the ring as Clarissa tries to calm him down...

RJ: Adamson got what he deserved and Kuinshi continues to have his number! I can't wait to see how Max and his little lady spin this defeat around!

Kuinshi heads up the ramp, smiling at Max as we head to commercial.

*Jack Reynolds is backstage, he sees TGA and the crowd pop. Reynolds walks up to him slowly...

Jack Reynolds: TGA can we have a quick word?

TGA: Of course Jack.

Jack Reynolds: Tonight you get the chance to fight for one of two world titles back in this company. Is there any preference as to which title you get to fight for?

TGA: Not at all Jack. When you have been in the business as long as I have, you realise that any world title is a great world title to hold. Of course there is a lot of history between me and the 6WF World Title, I did have the longest run with that title belt after all. But then it’d be nice to add the TAW Title to my resume.

Jack Reynolds: Are you hoping for anyone particular to be in your ladder match TGA?

TGA: Well Jack, there is a lot of great competitors in these matches. I know some better than others such as Crime Lord and Mike Hill as we were of course in the New Dynasty together. Geoff Steel, Kenty and Leone I don’t know as much about as I was never in 6CW, but it’s clear they are very talented as is Nay Bother.

But honestly...I’d love to have The Saint in my match. I’d love to shut that idiot up once for all. I’m tired of hearing all this crap about how he deserves this and that, no-one deserves anything in this company...

???: Oh I do hope your wishes come true TGA!

*The Saint walks into the picture and the crowd boo.

The Saint: You see Teej...you shouldn’t even be in this match. In fact these matches shouldn’t even be happening. That isn’t moaning, that is the damn truth Teej. You see I won a N01 contenders match at Born In Fire...against you! I should have faced the world champion but the cowardly Johnson quit before I got the chance.

By proxy I should have then become the world champion. But one again I was screwed by the board of directors, so they could make some cash by selling merchandise and getting some “favourites” like you involved. You know it, Jack knows it and everyone in those matches know it.

As it is, I’ll happily kick your ass whilst winning one of the titles. It’ll make the experience all the more enjoyable.

TGA: Have you thought Sainty maybe this company didn’t want you as a world champion because world champions are supposed to be role models? They are supposed to be hero’s, who the hell would want to be like you?

Saint: After tonight TGA, when I walk away with the title, you won’t want to be like me...you will want to be me!

*Saint and TGA stare down as Reynolds looks on scared. The camera goes back to ringside

Match 6
Cobra vs. Chris Patricks

RJ: Up next we have a rematch from Born in Fire, two men who lost out on the chance to be in one of the world title matches up later tonight will face off to try and finally settle who the better man is.

MW: Patricks came out on top at Born in Fire, so will surely feel very confident coming into this match.

RJ: Except at Born in Fire, he won in less than valid circumstances, using the steel turnbuckles and Cobra’s feet were still on the ropes, the referee tonight will be extra vigilant to make sure Patricks doesn’t pull off another cheating victory.

MW: It’s not cheating, it’s just using everything at your disposal and it’s intelligent.

‘Ascended Malice’ blasts out and the crowd boo as pyrotechnics go off on the stage and when the smoke clears, Patricks is stood proudly, wearing a T-shirt with a cartoon picture of him holding a snake by the neck. Patricks grins as he pulls off the T-shirt, pushes it in front of the camera and says: “Only available on 6WF.com”. Patricks walks down the ramp, ignoring the booing fans and slides into the ring. He climbs to the top rope, and flips off.

RJ: Talk about oozing confidence, Patricks may have just lost out on a world title place but he’s certainly confident about facing Cobra.

MW: Not surprising, he’s got Cobra’s number and knows how to beat him.

‘King of the Stero’ plays out around the arena and the crowd give a huge cheer, a series of pyrotechnics go off down the ramp and Cobra steps out. His fists are wrapped up and he does some air-boxing before jogging down the ramp, slapping the hands of the fans on the way. He gets into the ring and circles around as Patricks and Cobra don’t break eye contact.

RJ: Cobra was denied a fairytale Born in Fire win by Patricks and for a man like Cobra, that means a lot. He left 6WF for many years and Chris Patricks has ruined his return.

MW: He’s not a good couple of months, lost the AWF championship, watched the show collapse, lost to Patricks, was beaten by Crime Lord but he’s here for revenge.

The bell rings and the crowd cheer as Cobra connects with a hard kick to Patricks’ skull immediately and then drags him to the corner. Cobra rolls out of the ring and pulls Patricks between the ring post, he slams Patricks’ knee into the metal repeatedly before getting back into the ring and pulling him back into the centre and locking in a sharpshooter.

RJ: Cobra is wasting no time and Chris has got to get back into this match or risk being wiped all over the floor.

Patricks grits his teeth in pain as he reaches out for the ropes, Cobra continues to put pressure into the submission hold and Patricks can’t help but let out a little cry in pain.

MW: He breaks it!

Chris rolls over, breaking the hold, and kicks Cobra away. He drags himself to the ropes and uses them to get back to his feet, Cobra runs at Patricks but he hits Cobra with a hard drop kick and then gets back up. His leg nearly gives away and he holds it.

RJ: It seems Cobra has done some damage to Patricks’ leg early on already.

Cobra gets back to his feet and Patricks slaps him before chopping him across the chest. Patricks whips Cobra into the corner and slowly walks over to him and knees him (with his good leg) in the ribs before headbutting him. The referee grabs Patricks and warns him, but Chris just shakes his head and hits Cobra with a hard DDT.

RJ: First pin attempt.

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

Chris gets up and shouts at the crowd who had cheered Cobra’s kick out. He turns around and Cobra has used the corner to get up, he runs with a limp to Cobra and tries to kick him hard but Cobra dodges out of the way and Patricks gets caught in the ropes in the corner. Cobra grabs him and hits a neckbreaker before connecting with an elbow drop and then hooks the leg.

1.....kick out!

Cobra pushes himself up and climbs to the top rope, Chris is groggily getting up to his feet and Cobra dives off.

RJ: Crossbody!

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

Cobra rolls off of Patricks and goes to lock in a Boa Constrictor but Patricks shakes him off and slides out of the ring. The crowd are booing Patricks who walks around one side of the ring as the referee counts him out before climbing up the steps. Cobra walks over to him in the corner, Chris grabs Cobra and smashes his head onto the top of the ring post and then gets into the ring and connects with a spinning kick to Cobra’s jaw. Patricks falls and hooks the leg.

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

MW: Much better from Patricks, who is taking a stranglehold on this match.

Chris gets back to his feet and starts climbing to the top of the ropes in the corner, he beats his chest.

MW: FROGSPLASH!

RJ: Knees up!

Patricks dives off going for a big five-star frogsplash, but Cobra gets his knees up in time and Chris lands painfully, ribs first, onto Cobra’s knees. Patricks rolls off holding his chest in pain and Cobra gets up, and rubs his forehead. Cobra grabs Patricks arm and puts him in a chickenwing, before rolling it over into a pin attempt.

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

RJ: Both wrestlers have traded some pin attempts, but neither has got really close to winning....yet.

Cobra and Patricks are both back to their feet, Patricks limps away from Cobra as he tries for a big kick, Chris catches his leg and then pulls him in and performs an impressive hip toss. He grabs Cobra’s arm fluidly and locks in an arm bar. Cobra bites down as Patricks pulls Cobra’s arm into an unnatural position and then elbows down on his shoulder repeatedly. Chris releases the hold and kicks Cobra hard on the shoulder. Patricks lifts Cobra up and kicks him in the mid-section.

MW: ENIGMA BOMB!

RJ: STOPPED....SNAKE BITE!

The crowd jump to their feet in unison as Cobra connects with his patented finisher and then rolls Patricks over and hooks the leg.

RJ: Surely a win for Cobra!

1...........2..........3kick out!

MW: YES!

The crowd boo loudly after Patricks kicks out and Cobra looks exasperated. Cobra starts climbing the corner and gets to the top rope, he points to the crowd and nods his hea.d

RJ: NO KNOWN CURE!

Cobra goes for the double rotation moonsault.

MW: ROLLED!

Chris Patricks just rolls out of the way in time and Cobra lands painfully on the mat. Patricks manages to push himself up, putting barely any pressure on the bad leg and locks in a figure four leglock on Cobra. Both men are laying in the centre of the ring and Cobra desperately tries to grab a rope but they’re all too far away.

RJ: Chris Patricks could be about to pull a victory out from no where.

Cobra punches the mat and the crowd chant his name as Patricks continues to put huge amounts of pressure in the submission hold. Cobra claws at the mat, the ropes still too far away. Cobra closes his eyes and uses all his upper-body strength to drag himself closer to the ropes.

RJ: Cobra has the ropes!

MW: Oh no he doesn’t!

Just as Cobra grabs the ropes, Patricks releases the hold, violently rips Cobra off of the ropes and locks the hold in again.

Crowd: COME ON COBRA! COME ON COBRA! COME ON COBRA!

RJ: The crowd are behind him, but I’m not sure Cobra can take much more of that hold.

Patricks is putting more and more pressure into the hold but Cobra refuses to tap, he keeps shaking his head as the referee asks him if he wants to give up. Eventually Cobra’s head just drops.

MW: I think Cobra is out cold! Check referee! Check!

The crowd are stunned into silence as the referee goes to check Cobra, he lifts his arm up and it drops once, it drops twice and is about to drop for a third time when Patricks stops the referee.

RJ: What is Chris Patricks doing?

MW: I think he wants to inflict that little bit more damage before putting Cobra away.

Chris Patricks climbs to the top rope, he runs his hands through his hair before smiling and dives off.

MW: PUZZLE SOLVER!

RJ: ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY! MY GOD, COBRA ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY!

MW: No way! He was out cold!

RJ: He came around just in time Michael.

The crowd give a huge cheer and Cobra is slumped by the ropes, not moving. Patricks is writhing on the mat holding his chest. Cobra slowly gets to his feet with the help of the ropes and Patricks jumps up, furious. He charges at Cobra, but his knee gives away and he roars out in pain. Cobra kicks Patricks in the chest. Cobra goes for a second kick but Patricks catches him and punches Cobra hard in the face. Patricks keeps punching Cobra, pushing him back to the ropes.

MW: Look at the fury from Patricks, genuinely frightening.

RJ: He will be angry at himself for not letting the match end with the figure four leglock.

Patricks kicks Cobra in the mid-section.

MW: ENIGMA BOMB!

Chris Patricks lifts Cobra up, but Cobra slides down his back.

RJ: SNAKE BITE! SNAKE BITE! SNAKE BITE!

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

The crowd cheer massively as Cobra just sits, his back propped up by Patricks. A smile slowly appearing on his face.

RJ: Cobra wins the match with a lovely spinning impaler and Patricks will be furious at himself.

MW: How did Patricks not win that match?

Chaos is shown in his locker room, rocking back and forward, staring at the floor....

Chaos: So he's finally free.....finally coming for the True Prophet....

It won't be that easy.

I won't go quietly.

I AM THE TRUE PROPHET!!!!!

Chaos begins shaking uncontrollably before bursting into laughter....

Chaos: I fear nothing, you cannot control me. You will not break me, and i will rise again!

Chaos raises his head up, his eyes bright white as he continues to laugh.

Marshall Murdoch is shown walking backstage after the previous Lockdown, he is being followed by a cameraman for 6WF.com, who is struggling to keep up with Marshall’s pace.

MM: ‘Did you enjoy that Abe? Did you enjoy having a brief glance into your future? You see Abe what you experienced on Friday was just a mere glimpse into what you can expect to receive on Sunday. For you are entering my playground then, there are none of your precious rules, anything and everything is legal, and that terrifies you doesn’t it?’

‘I mean we’ve done battle on your terms before, a straight up one on one pure wrestling match, and that one didn’t work out too well for you did it? Imagine how much worse it’s going to be this time when all the terms are stacked in my favour, how will you cope? Personally I’d suggest retirement, I know Marshall Murdoch 2 - Abe Abercorn 0 is probably not the most distinguished way to end your career, but it may be the best option once I’m done with you.’

‘For I when beat you at Payback Abe, it won’t just be a victory for myself, it will be a victory for Mr McGraw and 6WF. For you symbolise everything that has gone wrong about this place Abe, everything was running so smoothly before you stuck your oar in and tried to take what was never yours in the first place.’

‘And now look at this place: we have no world champion, something that Eastenders would reject as being ‘too unrealistic’ is on the PPV poster for God’s sake, Uryu’s had some bizarre personality transplant and is prancing around as ... well I’ve actually no idea to be honest, Chaos is going through his annual mental breakdown, we’ve got drug dealers and dying commentators on board, and it’s all because of you Abe, I hope you realise what you’ve done, it has taken all of Mr McGraw’s leadership and visionary ability to keep this place going.

So come Sunday I will release some of that burden that been weighing down Mr McGraw, I cut down some of the deadwood, and I ... will ... rescue 6.....W.....F....

Marshall stops in his tracks as Abe Abercorn steps in front of him.....

AA: I'm still standing Marshall Murdoch. 6WF is still standing, Marshall Murdoch.

If you want to take it to the next level, fine by me. If it is No Holds Barred, well, no problem. For yes, I may not use weapons on a first strike basis, but I don't need them. For I can physically break you. No holds barred, they say? Well I am the master of the holds. I will grind you down, you can bring your weapons - but I have the deterrent. I will leave you and your GM friend filled with regret for ever crossing me. I will make sure you tap, oh and boy, I will make sure the referee sees it this time.

And don't you DARE blame me for 6WF falling into the moral cesspit! I've been fighting the good fight. I've steadied the ship. Oh of course, now that I've stepped down, some of the big lads out back think they can let their language go - well, any time, any place lads, I'll give you the education on how a gentleman!!! Free of charge.

I'll see you out there, Marshall. And for all these attacks.....I will get my Payback!!!!

Abe barges past Marshall and off down the corridor as Marshall grins.

Match 7

No Holds Barred

Marshall Murdoch vs Abe Abercorn

RJ: What a huge clash we have next for you here at Payback, and it is another Born In Fire rematch!

MW: Last month at Born In Fire saw Abe Abercorn make his return to 6WF pay per view, but he was defeated by Marshall Murdoch, who of course was representing 6WF commissioner Danny McGraw.

RJ: Abe gets his chance at revenge tonight, whilst I’m sure McGraw has instructed Murdoch to extract some more revenge on his behalf due to how things have unravelled this month.

MW: It’s been a hectic month for both Abercorn and McGraw, but more about that later. This match has been made a no holds barred match, which I think will tip the scales in favour of Marshall.

“Carry on wayward son” blares out around the arena and the crowd erupt into huge cheers as former TAW World Heavyweight champion Abe Abercorn steps slowly out onto the stage. He nods to the fans before striding down the ramp, tagging the fans hands. Abe steps through the middle rope...

RJ: I don’t think Abercorn would have envisaged this match a month ago when he was competing at Born In Fire. He was McGraw’s co-commissioner then but Abe revealed on the first Lockdown post BIF he was stepping down to return to full time action.

MW: He also revealed that McGraw’s business deal involving CWA and our short-lived Ascension brand had been a rip off. McGraw had brought nothing except a piece of paper.

RJ: Abe also revealed who his replacement as co-commissioner would be...ALEX WALKER! McGraw was not happy with all of this.

“Papercut” hits and the crowd’s reaction changes to that of loud boos as Marshall Murdoch walks confidently out onto the stage with an arrogant smirk across his face. The camera pans to a sign that reads “McGraw’s man-servant”, Murdoch spots the sign and rips it up in front of the fan as he walks down the ramp. He stares down Abe before looking around the arena for potential weapons.

MW: Marshall Murdoch has been absolutely fantastic since returning at Destiny in the Gold Rush match, this alliance with McGraw has brought out a more vicious side in Marshall.

RJ: He knows this match is high stakes for McGraw, a win here and he will be expecting some sort of reward.

MW: McGraw will be more than happy to do so if Murdoch rids 6WF of Abercorn once and for all.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

The bell rings to start the match off, Murdoch immediately catches Abe off guard with a very low kick. Abe falls to the canvas and Murdoch starts stomping away repeatedly on the head of the former world champion who is stranded in the middle of the ring. Murdoch relents with the stomps, he goes to the outside and brings in two steel chairs.

Abercorn is up but Murdoch boots him in the stomach and then throws Abe down to the mat with a gutwrench slam. Murdoch goes to the corner and removes the turnbuckle covers, he lifts Abe up and drags him to the corner but Abe manages to force Marshall backwards away from the corner.

Abe then runs in at Marshall and knocks him down with a huge running lariat. Abe then places Murdoch into a sleeper hold. The former European champion gets to his feet and hits Abe with a jawbreaker, Marshall runs off the ropes but Abe ducks a clothesline and rolls up Murdoch.

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

Murdoch gets a powerful kick out, Murdoch gets up to his feet and Abe goes for a suplex but Marshall blocks. He hits a couple of powerful forearms to the chin before nailing a T-Bone suplex on Abercorn. Murdoch goes to the corner and picks up one of the steel chairs he brought into the ring.

He stands over Abercorn waiting for him to rise, when he does so Marshall smashes the chair down across the back of Abe who falls face first into the canvas. Marshall sits the chair up, he drags Abe up and smashes his head into the chair a couple of times before nailing a big bulldog onto the chair.

Marshall goes to the outside and looks under the ring for more weapons, he brings out a steel chain and a barbed wire baseball bat. He then sets to work on the announce table, removing the top and tv sets. RJ and Wire are out of their seats, Murdoch steps into the ring and lifts up Abe to bring him to the outside but Abercorn counters with a headbutt.

Abe then fires back at Marshall with a series of huge knife-edge chops into the chest and Marshall falls backwards into the corner. Abe continues with the chops as the referee is unable to step in, and the Newcastle crowd are loving it, cheering along with every chop that whacks into the chest of Murdoch.

RJ: As you mentioned Michael, you think the stipulation on this match plays into the hands of Murdoch, why’s that?

MW: We all know that Abe has a reticence to using weapons, he despises the Hardcore wrestling idea. He is a man of principles so won’t use weapons where as I am certain Murdoch could not care less.

RJ: It could prove an advantage I agree.

Murdoch walks forward out of the corner and Abe puts Marshall onto his shoulders and spins him around 720 with the airplane spin. He drops Murdoch down and Abe goes for a DDT but Marshall manages to block and then scoops Abe over his shoulders before nailing the Texan Slam! He hooks the leg.

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

Abercorn gets the shoulder up, Murdoch gets to his feet and drops a series of knees into the back of Abe before finally looking to slow the match down by placing Abe into a seated abdominal stretch. Marshall drags up Abe and goes for a pumphandle slam, Abercorn manages to drop down the back and he quickly hits a backbreaker.

Abercorn then drags Marshall up to his feet, he hits a couple of punches into the stomach before connecting with a snap suplex on Murdoch. He rolls up to his feet, Abercorn runs in and connects with a leaping leg lariat. Abe retreats to the corner, lining up a running lariat. Murdoch ducks under it, he picks up the steel chair and as Abe turns around drives the chair into the stomach.

Murdoch brings Abe up to his feet, he drags him towards the corner where the steel is exposed and then starts driving the head of Abercorn into the steel until blood begins to pour from the forehead. Abe stumbles forward and walks straight into a sidewalk slam from Murdoch who again covers.

RJ: This is a great contest so far, Abercorn definitely had the majority of the offence but Murdoch is able to use the weapons to his advantage.

MW: Abe may be utilising more of his moveset but Murdoch’s offence is causing more pain.

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

Marshall gets up to his feet following the kick out, he picks up the steel chair and drives it into the back of Abe. He lifts up the former co-commissioner and drags him to the corner. He hits a couple of punches that slump Abe down, he puts the steel chair in front of Abe’s face before running in and attempting a dropkick which connects!

Abe writhes in pain, Marshall brings Abe away from the corner and grabs the barbed wire baseball bat. He swings it at Abe who instinctively ducks under the shot, he boots Marshall in the gut and then manages to nail a DDT! Abercorn looks down at the barbed wire baseball bat and then at the grounded Murdoch with a grin.

MW: Come on then Abe! Let’s see how strong your principles are now...

RJ: He’s not worth it Abe.

MW: Shut up RJ! He’s got to do what he has to...

RJ: No he doesn’t!

Abe picks up the bat and throws it up the ramp with disdain. He turns around and lifts up Marshall Murdoch before hitting a reverse DDT followed up with a swinging neckbreaker. Abe makes the cover.

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

Marshall forces the shoulder up off the canvas, Abercorn gets to his feet and places Murdoch into a front facelock. He drives a series of knees into the face, he then hauls Marshall into the air and nails a vertabreaker! He quickly makes the cover.

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

Abe gets up to his feet and drops a series of big elbows into the face. He then lifts up Murdoch, he goes for a running leg lariat but Murdoch somehow catches him. He walks towards the ropes and manages to powerbomb Abercorn down to the outside. Murdoch steps to the outside and then nails a big roundhouse kick to the head.

Murdoch then wraps a steel chain around his fist, he climbs onto Abercorn and then starts smashing away at the head of the former world champion. He then turns Abercorn onto his front and places him into a camel clutch, using the chain to choke out Abercorn.

MW: Vicious move from Murdoch!

Abercorn quickly manages to counter the submission hold, spinning onto his back and then driving Murdoch face first into the matting. Marshall gets to his feet and Abe puts him into his shoulders before connecting with a gutbuster! Abe hooks the leg on the outside.

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

RJ: What a fantastic match up this is!

Abercorn waits for Murdoch to rise before running in and hitting a huge lariat. He attempts to place Marshall into a cross face chicken-wing, he manages to synch the submission hold in. However Marshall gets up to his feet and manages to throw Abe firmly into the announce table.

Murdoch drags a TV monitor off the table and then runs in and smashes it into the head of Abercorn. Murdoch lifts up Abe, he boots him in the stomach...

MW: Pumphandle slam!

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

Abe barely kicks out, Murdoch drags him up and lines up the Marshall Law on Abe...

RJ: BORDER TOWN TAKEDOWN!

MW: UNBELIEVABLE COUNTER FROM ABERCORN!

RJ: He’s been superb all match, he has dominated Murdoch who only has the stipulation of this match to thank for him still being in it!

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

Murdoch barely gets the shoulder up, Abercorn drags up Murdoch and sets up for the DVD but Marshall counters with a back body drop. Abe staggers up to his feet...

MW: LIGHTS OUT FOR ABERCORN!

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

RJ: Or not Michael!

Marshall grabs the steel steps, he drags them towards Abercorn. He lifts up Abe and goes for a brainbuster but Abe fights his way out of the hold...

RJ: COUNTRY ROADS ONTO THE STEPS!

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

MW: SO CLOSE FOR ABERCORN!

RJ: What a match this is Michael!

Abe gets up to his feet and starts throwing knife-edge chops into the chest as Murdoch falls back into the steel ring post. Abe goes for a running lariat but Murdoch ducks, Abe’s right shoulder crashes into the ring post. Murdoch lifts him onto his shoulders and hits a scoop slams onto the steps.

Murdoch stands waiting for Abe to rise...

MW: TROUBLE IN PARADISE!

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

RJ: Marshall Murdoch gets the win here tonight at Payback!

MW: Danny McGraw will be very happy with his charge tonight, more revenge for Danny.

RJ: What a superb performance that was from Abe Abercorn, he didn’t use the weapons and still dominated the match.

MW: It was very good Arj, we saw the old Abercorn tonight and it is great to have him back.

Match 8

Lex Hart vs Cassius Zhi

MW: Yet another grudge match up next here for you on Payback...and one that was prompted by co-commentator RJ!

RJ: Michael I did nothing wrong, you know that, everyone knows that apart from Cassius Zhi!

MW: Well Lex Hart has taken it upon himself to defend you Arj, I’d be thankful for that otherwise it might have been you in the ring tonight.

RJ: I’m very thankful for what Lex has done over the past couple of weeks keeping Zhi away from me, but I do have to say I fear for him tonight up against Cassius.

“Be myself” roars out through the speakers and the crowd give a decent cheer as Lex Hart walks confidently out onto the stage. He nods to the fans before walking down the ramp, tagging their hands. He climbs up the steel steps onto the apron and then through the 2nd rope into the ring. He looks down at RJ who nods at him.

RJ: I hope Lex wins this tonight, if Cassius gets the win here he will seem to think his whole quest this month has been vindicated.

MW: Zhi is certainly the favourite though Arj. Lex is a very good competitor, a former world champion no less, but who can control Zhi?!

“They say” hits and the Newcastle Metro Arena descends into huge boos as Cassius Zhi strides out onto the stage with a maniacal grin etched across his face. He stares down at Lex in the ring before walking down the ramp, his glare never leaving that of Lex’s. Zhi rolls under the bottom rope and then stares down at RJ on the outside.

MW: Cassius certainly isn’t happy with you RJ! If I were you I wouldn’t mention Born In Fire or JJ Johnson too loudly tonight.

RJ: I’m just telling the fans what happened, it was a monumental occasion in the history of this company. If Zhi can’t take losing, that isn’t my problem!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

The match starts off and Lex goes in for the lock up but Cassius doesn’t respond, he shoves Hart hard in the chest and he falls back into the mat. Cassius starts booting away at the side of Lex who rolls towards the ropes in an attempt to protect himself. Cassius starts stomping away on the throat of Hart, before connecting with a choke slingshot!

Hart rolls around clutching at his neck, Zhi picks up the former world champion and launches him into the ropes. Zhi bounces off the opposite ropes and meets Lex with a huge back elbow smash. Hart staggers up to his feet, Zhi hits a hard boot to the stomach before nailing a vicious swinging neckbreaker. Cover.

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

MW: What a start to this match from Cassius Zhi!

Hart gets the shoulder up, Cassius picks up Hart and pummels away with a series of big European Uppercuts that back Hart into the corner. Zhi continues with punches into the head until Hart slumps down. Zhi then steps back before running in and hitting a huge boot to the face. He then places his boot across the throat of Hart, choking him out.

Zhi keeps the choke hold kept in until the last possible moment before the referee can disqualify him. Zhi drags Lex slightly forward from the corner before going up to the 2nd rope and dropping a knee down into the throat. Cassius makes the cover.

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

MW: It’s quite funny to think this could be happening to you if it wasn’t for Lex!

RJ: It really isn’t that funny Michael! You think I want Lex to have to take this punishment on my behalf?!

Hart is dragged up to his feet by Zhi who goes for a roundhouse kick to the side of the head, Hart manages to duck underneath it and then connects with an inverted atomic drop. Hart then bounces off the ropes and floors Cassius with a spinning heel kick. He hooks the leg.

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

Cassius gets the shoulder up this time, Hart places Cassius Zhi into a Labelle Lock but isn’t applied for too long as Cassius manages to get up to his feet and push Hart hard into the ropes. Cassius runs in, Hart uses the ropes to springboard up and hit a kick to the head.

Zhi falls back to the centre of the ring, Hart runs in and connects with a running dropkick and Cassius hits the canvas. Hart then bounces off the ropes and nails a springboard moonsault.

MW: First sign of any real offence here from Hart!

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

Hart lifts Cassius up to his feet, he nods at RJ before punching away on the head of Zhi whilst containing the Chinaman in a side headlock. Zhi gets up to his feet and whips Hart into the ropes. Hart goes for a clothesline but Zhi catches him over his shoulders. He then walks towards the ropes and drops Hart throat first across the top rope.

Zhi then steps onto the apron, he motions for RJ “to watch this” before running along the apron and hitting a huge knee to the side of the head. Hart falls back, Zhi springboards in with a leg drop across the throat. Cover.

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

Cassius Zhi picks up Lex Hart and drags him to his feet where he nails a series of huge Roundhouse kicks into the side of Hart who falls into the ropes. Cassius then bounces off the ropes and knocks Hart down to the outside with a running clothesline. Hart lands in front of the commentary desk, Zhi picks him up by the hair and walks towards RJ.

Zhi starts speaking into RJ’s mic “Where’s your precious JJ Johnson now RJ?” before smashing the head of Lex into the commentary table. “Whose going to save you next?” before again driving Lex’s head into the desk. “You brought this upon yourself!” says Zhi as he launches Lex across the table, he falls down and crashes head first into the time-keepers booth.

Cassius picks up Lex and lifts him into the air before continually driving his back into the steel ring post. Eventually Zhi places Lex back into the ring, Cassius steps into the ring and immediately starts the offence again by stomping away on the head of Lex. He slumps in the corner and Zhi again chokes him out with the boot.

RJ: Come on ref! You are the only one with the power to stop Zhi doing this!

MW: Don’t be so stupid RJ, no-one can stop Zhi when he is on a rampage like this!

Cassius eventually allows Hart away from the corner only to knock him down into the canvas with a spinning heel kick. Cassius covers.

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

Hart again drives the shoulder up, Cassius places him into an abdominal stretch. He lifts up Hart going for the Pumphandle slam but Hart rolls down the front and he hits Zhi with a jawbreaker. Cassius staggers around and Hart runs off the ropes connecting with a huge running knee to the head. He covers.

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

RJ: Finally some offence for Lex, come on Lex!

MW: We’re supposed to be neutral Arj...

Hart waits for Cassius Zhi to rise before whipping him hard into the corner. Lex then sprints in and hits a somersault leaping back elbow into the head. Cassius walks forward, Hart hits him with a boot to the stomach. Hart throws Cassius into the canvas with a suplex.

He keeps the hold applied, rolls back up to his feet and hits a 2nd suplex. He lifts up Zhi, but before he hits the third suplex of the combination he crashes a series of big knees into the stomach. Finally Hart completes the triple suplex, bridging over into the cover.

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

Lex rolls Cassius over and drops a series of big knees into the back. He puts Zhi back onto his back and hits stomps into the stomach. Finally Hart salutes the fans before placing Cassius Zhi into a sharpshooter hold. He twists Zhi viciously but it seems to be having very little effect.

RJ: This submission isn’t taking anything out of Zhi, yet Hart has it locked it in so firmly!

MW: Cassius seems to be immune to pain at the moment!

Cassius easily boots Hart away into the corner. He then runs in and connects with a huge boot to the skull, Hart stumbles forward and Cassius Zhi nails a big brainbuster on his rival!

MW: Any time that Lex looks to be building any sort of offence, Cassius just manages to counter and then have a load of offence himself.

RJ: It’s not a good combination I’ll admit Michael!

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

Hart drives the shoulder up off the canvas, Cassius gets to his feet and stomps away on the throat of Lex Hart until once more the referee has to step in. Cassius places Hart’s head across the 2nd rope before hitting a leaping jump onto the back that chokes Hart against the 2nd rope.

Cassius allows Hart to pull himself up using the ropes, he staggers around and walks straight into a huge superkick from Cassius. He hooks the leg.

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

Hart barely gets the shoulder up, Cassius brings him to his feet immediately and drives a series of roundhouse kicks into the side of the head. Zhi then grabs Hart around the throat, he lifts him into the air before driving him into the canvas with a huge chokeslam.

Hart is down on the canvas, Zhi then puts his hand around the throat of Zhi and starts choking him out, the crowd boo loudly and the ref steps in. Zhi changes tact, lifting Hart into the air and holding him in a choke hold in mid-air!

MW: What a move this is from Cassius Zhi!

RJ: His offence has been absolutely unrelenting tonight, he has been more unhinged than ever before.

MW: No chance of Hart getting a hold of the ropes to break this submission hold. Very intelligent from Zhi.

Cassius holds Lex high in the air as if he is displaying his capture prey to the crowd. They are booing loudly as Hart seems to be struggling to escape the hold. Zhi is grinning with that trademark crazy glint in his eye, enjoying the pain Hart is going through. The crowd go quiet as the ref again checks on Lex.

RJ: I can’t see any coming back from this...

Suddenly the crowd burst into a chant of “JJ JOHNSON!” “JJ JOHNSON!” and Zhi’s eyes widen. He looks around angrily at the mention of his old rival, Zhi is clearly getting agitated with the mention of JJ.

MW: This isn’t clever from these fans.

RJ: Well it seems to be giving Hart some help!

Hart suddenly starts showing signs of fight with Zhi distracted. He wriggles around until finally escaping the choke hold and hitting Zhi with an arm drag. Hart slumps down as Zhi rolls to the outside and starts confronting the fans who are still chanting for JJ.

MW: Zhi’s going to go ape shit on the fans now!

Security step in, not allowing Zhi into the crowd. He stares wide-eyed before rolling into the ring. He waits for Hart to rise, he goes for the Dragon’s fury. Hart ducks under it...

RJ: ROLL UP!

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

RJ: HE GOT IT! HE GOT IT!

MW: How the hell did that happen? Lex Hart out of nowhere!

RJ: The roll-up following Zhi being distracted by the fans chanting!

MW: If I were Lex I’d get out of there quickly!

Lex Hart rolls out of the ring quickly, he stands in front of RJ who high-fives Lex. Zhi is stood in the centre of the ring fuming, staring down Hart.

RJ: What a win for Lex!

Kayleigh Reed is stood backstage....

KR: Ladies and Gents, my guests at this time, two men who will tonight enter the unknown when they face 3 opponents for a shot at the world title...... Mr Kenty and Geoff Steel!

The crowd cheer as the camera moves to show Steel and Kenty stood in their ring attire...

KR: Gents, tonight you have the chance to win your first World Titles in 6WF, Geoff, as a former 6CW champion, are you nervous?

GS: It's difficult to say, Kayleigh. Every title match is huge, but this, this is different, you're walking down a blind alley. It could be one of seven opponents, each as gifted and talented as the next and there are some huge names, Crime Lord, Saint, TGA. All of them have serious credentials. Crime Lord has been the most dominant champion in 6WF historyvand is no slouch, any combination of opponents could be brutal. Guys like Nay Bother and Mike Hill are on the cusp of achieving something great here, and Kenty here, he's been doing extraordinary things in 6WF and already holds gold. It could be anyones night....

KR: You mention Mr Kenty, and with Keith Leone involved theres the potential of facing former 6CW cohorts, does that give you an edge?

GS: Not at all, if anything, you know what you're going up against. You know how good each guy is and exactly how far they will go to win that title. But we know that whatever friendship or alliances we have outside the ring, when the bell rings, that all goes to one side. It's about the world title, and i know that like me, these guys will do whatever it takes to get that title.

KR: Mr Kenty, you're the current Freeweight Champion, how would it feel to add a world title to that tonight?

MK: It would be huge, Kayleigh, but i take nothing for granted. I'm loving my time here in 6WF and it's an absolute honour to be part of these historic matches. Like Geoff, i know i'm walking into the unknown, but i'm going out there to put myself in the spotlight. To prove to everyone that Kenty has what it takes to be a world champion, and do them proud.

KR: If you could pick any three men to face, who would it be?

Mr Kenty and Steel laugh to themselves....

MK: I can't answer that. Every single one of these guys poses a threat. Ladder matches are so unpredictable, it takes one mistake, one stroke of luck and before you know it you're reaching up for that title belt. It would be disrespectful to write any of these guys off...

KR: And finally, do you agree with Geoff with regards to leaving friendships outside of the ring, or would yopu be looking for a little help?

MK: Geoff is absolutely right, you can't go in there thinking that the old pals act is gonna get you through the match, if it comes down to it, i'll look Geoff or Keith in the eye, slap the taste out of his mouth or clock him square in the jaw with a ladder if it gets me the world title.

Kenty and Steel nod and smile at each other...

KR: Gents, it's been an absolute pleasure, good luck tonight.....

GS: Thanks, Kayleigh.

MK: Cheers!

The two men walk off as we head to commercial.

RJ: Welcome everybody to what could well be the finale to an ongoing battle of wills. Logan Kincade will take on his half-brother Blue Dragon in a Last Man Standing match for the 6WF Hardcore Title.

MW: The crowd are anticipating something special here but also something extremely difficult to watch.

RJ: Blue Dragon has been helped by Damien Andrews, who is of course both of these guys father. There is a lot of anger. A lot of aggression. And a hell of a lot of disdain between Dragon and Kincade.

MW: Of the all the feuds in 6WF, this has to be one of the most brutal. The Born in Fire match was, incredibly as it seems, only the starter. This is the main course, and even then this hatred between them could very well go into the New Year!

RJ: You mention Born in Fire, and Payback is the key word here. Blue Dragon could be the next hardcore champion who doesn’t care about the belt. This battle is all about revenge.

“Before I Forget” screams out of the speakers and the crowd start cheering. A massive blue dragon shines down on the aisle and lights the way to the ring. Blue Dragon appears at the top of the rampway. He starts to stride down towards the ring, while slapping the fans hands. His father follows close behind before entering the ring with his son. Blue Dragon climbs one of the turnbuckles and lifts his arm up into the air while the whole ring is bathed in blue light.

RJ: The crowd here are going nuts for Blue Dragon. The outcome of the Born in Fire match was a disappointment to many. Tonight, they want to see the fan favourite beat Logan Kincade and become the new 6WF Hardcore Champion.

The lights darken and the ring is bathed in red light. Suddenly Logan Kincade’s face appears on the big screen. His eyes are flashing red and he is gritting his teeth. A voice blasts out of the speakers.

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

Kincade’s massive face bellows in anger before red pyro’s go off. “Edgecrusher” blasts out of the speakers, but the boos from the crowd cover the music. Red lights as tribal swirls, the same that features on Kincade’s body, illuminate the aisle. Logan Kincade suddenly appears at the top of the rampway with the hardcore belt around his waist and a steel chair in his hand. He runs down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. The two men have to be pushed back by the referee and their father.

RJ: These two look like they want to kill the other!

Blue Dragon and Kincade are pushed apart and they walk back to different sides of the ring. The referee and their father stand in the centre. Logan unhooks his belt and flings it out of the ring.

MW: For the first time ever, the 6WF Hardcore title seems meaningless to these two men. This match has gone way beyond that.

Kincade strides towards the centre of the ring and sets the chair up. He quickly grabs his father and pushes him onto the chair. Blue Dragon steps forward but his father beckons him away. Logan gets into his fathers face and whispers menacingly at him.

Kincade: Choose…….

Logan steps back to his side of the ring and stares down at his father. Blue Dragon does the same on the other side. The referee stands confused at this Mexican stand-off.

Kincade: Choose!

His dad remains on the chair looking uncomfortable. He looks at both his sons in turn before sheepishly looking down at the ground.

Kincade: CHOOSE!

RJ: This match hasn’t even started yet and then tension is already at unbearable levels. Their father might have had the guts to stand over Kincade when he was beaten last week, but now he doesn’t want to anger either individual for his own safety!

The referee has had enough and signals for the bell. Andrews leaps off the chair as Kincade and Blue Dragon rush towards it. He scurries under the ropes and stands outside. Meanwhile in the ring, Kincade and Dragon try and get the chair. Kincade grabs it first but Blue Dragon dropkicks into the chair rebounding it back against Logan’s head. Kincade falls to the floor and Dragon immediately pounces on him and batters his head with punches.

RJ: Here we go folks……this is going to get ugly!

Dragon lifts Kincade to his feet and whips him to the ropes. When Kincade runs back, Dragon drops him with a big boot. Dragon immediately lifts Kincade up again, before whipping him to the ropes once more. As Kincade rebounds, Dragon again smashes his boot right into Logan’s face.

MW: Kincade not used to this level of aggression from someone other than himself!

Kincade gingerly gets to his feet before Dragon sends him crashing back to the mat with a high knee. Kincade raises himself up to his hands and knees while Dragon reaches for the chair. He lifts it above his head before smashing it against Kincade's back. He repeats the move again before chucking the chair to the floor. The referee starts to count.

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Kincade gets to his feet in good time. Blue Dragon stares at his father who gestures at him to continue. Blue Dragon lifts Logan up in a bearhug position before running over towards the turnbuckle and crashing Kincade's back against it. Dragon whips him towards the other corner before running in and clotheslining Kincade. He then whips him again to the other turnbuckle. As Logan staggers out, Dragon runs in and spears him to the mat. The referee starts to count.

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Logan once again uneasily gets to his feet. His back is bright red with the assault he has received. Blue Dragon slides out of the ring and starts to take a table from under the apron. He sets it outside the ring, just in front of the commentary desk. He then goes back into the ring and stomps down on Kincade.

MW: Logan hasn't been able to get a shot off yet!

Blue Dragon lifts Logan up and punches him repeatedly, even when Kincade goes down on one knee. His father is looking in still from ringside, and grimacing with every blow. At last, Dragon grabs Kincade by the throat, forcing him up. He then puts Kincade's head between his legs and lifts him up into a powerbomb position. Dragon walks over to the ropes and stands in front of the table on the outside.

RJ: Kincade going for a ride!

Blue Dragon is just about to send Kincade through the table, when Logan starts smashing punches into his skull. He even starts pulling on his brothers mohawk as Blue Dragon starts to fall backward. Both men crash down onto the canvas. Kincade is first to his feet and as Blue Dragon gets up, Logan DDT's him onto the steel chair. He shouts in anger as he does so.

RJ: Kincade now going to get his revenge!

Logan lifts Dragon up before whipping him to the ropes. Logan rebounds off the other set before slamming into Dragon with a jumping clothesline. He then picks Dragon up and then chucks him over the top rope. He slides under the ropes to the outside, before lifting Dragon above the guardrail and dropping him. Blue Dragon's neck lands on the rail and he falls backward clutching his throat.

MW: This is the Kincade we know and love!

Kincade continues his attack by lifting up the steel steps and slamming them down repeatedly on the back of Blue Dragon. Suddenly, Andrews comes up behind Kincade and grabs the steps above his head, before Logan can smash it down again. Kincade angrily turns round and slaps his father around the face. Andrews goes down to the ground. When Logan turns back round, Blue Dragon is up on his feet and giving Kincade the finger. He suddenly boots Logan in the gut, and slams his face down on the guardrail. He then holds Kincade's head and runs it all along the rail before hurling him back to the floor.

RJ: Back and forth! Back and forth!

Blue Dragon sees his father lying on the floor and immediately starts kicking at Kincade angrily. He then grabs Logan by the throat and drags him to the announcer table. He lays Logan on it, as Wire and RJ back away. Dragon climbs up onto the announcer table and puts Kincade's head between his legs.

RJ: This time there will be no mistake! DEATH NOTE!

Dragon drops Kincade headfirst into the other table, which collapses under the weight. Dragon slowly gets up while the referee begins counting.

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Kincade uses the announcer table for support before managing to get to his feet and beat the count. Dragon looks up to the sky and shakes his head. He snarls at Kincade before rushing over and clotheslining him down to the floor again. He then yanks a monitor from the announcer desk and smashes it over Kincade's head. Broken glass falls to the floor as Logan's head starts to bleed heavily.

RJ: That may be that!

MW: I don't think so.....Blue Dragon isn't taking any chances here!

Dragon gazes at Kincade for a while as he struggles to get to his feet again. Suddenly Blue Dragon takes another monitor and smashes that one over Logan's head as well. Kincade eyes fall back into his head, his face covered in blood, as he falls to the ground again. The floor is now covered in broken glass and the remains of the table. Blue Dragon slides into the ring with his arm aloft as his father looks worried at ringside. The referee starts to count.

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RJ: I DON'T BELIEVE IT!

The crowd look on amazed as Kincade, after two monitors being smashed over his head, starts to get up to his feet. He staggers from side to side with a frenzied look on his face. The blood dripping down from his forehead makes a terrifying sight.

MW: He is taunting Blue Dragon. Insane!

Kincade slides under the ropes slowly and tries again to get to his feet. Blue Dragon looks livid. He goes over and picks the steel chair up again. Blue Dragon stalks Kincade while holding the chair above his head. Kincade struggles to get to his knees, as Dragon beckons him to get up. Logan’s head is still bleeding heavily and his back is red raw. Even through all this however, Kincade has a crazy smile on his face.

RJ: Yes, this match is hardcore. Yes, it is under last man standing rules. But this is borderline assault now!

MW: But it looks as if Logan is enjoying it!

Kincade has managed to get to his feet. He wanders aimlessly around the ring, while Blue Dragon keeps behind him. As Kincade turns towards him, Blue Dragon wields the chair like a baseball bat and repeatedly smashes him around the face, while shouting aggressively.

CLANG!

BD: YOU….

CLANG!

BD: WILL….

CLANG!

BD: STAY….

CLANG!

BD: DOWN!

CLAAAAANG!!!!!

Kincade manages to stay on his feet after every smash with the chair, still with a smile on his face. The final blow is delivered straight on top of Logan’s forehead and he staggers backwards. His eyes are closed as he falls straight over the top rope. He lands head first on the remains of the demolished table and the broken glass from the TV monitors.

RJ: OH MY GOD! HE LANDED ON HIS HEAD!

MW: NO WAY KINCADE IS GETTING UP FROM THAT! NO WAY!

The referee rushes round to the fallen hardcore champion and begins to count. He lifts his arm in the air to signal every number.

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RJ: BLUE DRAGON HAS DONE IT!

MW: NO! NO! NO! THE REFEREE DIDN'T COUNT TEN! THE CROWD MADE THAT LAST NOISE!

Just as the referee motions for the ten count, Kincade miraculously outstretches his hand and grabs the referees arm. The crowd have been echoing the referee’s counts, so shout out the last number as the referee himself remains silent. Logan uses the ref to haul himself to his feet as the crowd go nuts over what they think is the finish of the match. Blue Dragon looks on amazed from the ring, as the referee signals for the match to continue, while the crowd start booing.

RJ: OH COME ON! HOW MUCH MORE?!

Kincade looks very dazed as he struggles to keep on his feet. His knees buckle as he falls to the ground again in a kneeling position. Suddenly, his father comes rushing towards him and starts pleading to him to stay down. Logan looks up at him wearily and mumbles under his breath. The hardcore champion looks confused and lost, as for the first time his father looks down and sees what used to be his little boy.

MW: Is Kincade mellowing here?! Those blows to the head must really have affected him!

RJ: I don’t think Kincade can ever be accused of…..LOOK OUT!

Blue Dragon watches in the ring as his father talks to Logan, before running over and suicide diving over the top rope. He barely misses his father as he slams straight into his half-brother. The force of the move sends both careering into the announcer table. Both men are down as their father slowly backs away again, close to tears.

RJ: There is something very solemn about the atmosphere right now…..the crowd are watching this match intently, not knowing what sounds to make.

Dragon gets to his feet and rolls Kincade back into the ring. He reaches under the apron and pulls out a bag. As Logan stays down, Dragon enters the ring and pours the contents on the mat. Brass pins fall to the ground and completely cover one corner of the ring.

RJ: Tacks?! Tacks?!

MW: Of course.....leftover ones from sticking the Christmas decorations up!

Dragon lifts Kincade up and whips him to the ropes. He goes for a big boot but Kincade avoids it. He turns Dragon around and DDT's him to the mat, just missing the tacks. Logan gets up and feels his forehead. He looks at his bloody fingers and smirks again. He suddenly starts laughing and clapping his fallen brother and his father at ringside. Andrews shakes his head at what he sees.

RJ: Kincade applauding the damage that Blue Dragon has caused!

MW: He looks a mess but he is loving every minute of this contest!

Kincade walks over to Blue Dragon and lifts him up onto his feet. He then takes him over to the corner and throws him against the turnbuckle. He starts to punch Dragon into the chest continually before his half-brother slumps against the corner. Andrews gets up onto the apron, and starts pleading with Kincade to stop but Logan simply pushes him back down to the floor.

MW: Whose side is he on anyway?!

RJ: I don't think this is the time for picking sides. That's his kids out there. Rightly or wrongly!

Kincade stares down at Blue Dragon who is breathing heavily against the turnbuckle. Suddenly, Logan starts headbutting his brother viciously. The blood on Kincade's forehead starts smearing on Blue Dragon's head, as Logan keeps butting him. Finally Logan stops and looks down at the damage. He smirks, before vaulting behind Blue Dragon and climbing the turnbuckle. He lifts Blue Dragon alongside him before staring down at the tacks.

RJ: HE ISN'T..........

MW: HE DAMN WELL IS! ROUGH JUSTICE!!!

Kincade lifts Blue Dragon up with one hand before jumping and slamming his brother down on the tacks. Blue Dragon rolls around in agony with tacks on his front and face. Kincade watches him roll around before climbing another turnbuckle. The referee starts counting.

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RJ: LOOK OUT!!!

MW: HE BROKE THE COUNT!!

As the referee gets to 8, Logan launches himself off the turnbuckle and splashes onto the back of Blue Dragon, pushing him against the tacks again. Kincade rolls off onto the tacks himself, but the pain doesn't seem to bother him. Instead, he stands up, picks the tacks from his body and flings them down onto his brother. Their father stands on the outside, facing the crowd. He cannot bear to watch anymore.

RJ: There is not much more either one of these individuals can do to each other!

MW: I think Logan Kincade has other ideas!

Logan lifts Blue Dragon to his feet. His brother is still in a lot of pain and blood is pouring from the tack wounds on his forehead. Suddenly Kincade spins him round and locks in a sleeper hold.

MW: BLIND JUSTICE!!

RJ: BUT HE ISN'T COVERING HIS EYES.......HE IS PUSHING THE TACKS DEEPER INTO HIS HEAD!!

Blue Dragon yells in pain as Kincade chokes him with one arm and pushes the pins in deeper with his free hand. Dragon tries to get free, but Kincade has the move locked in tight. Dragon starts to fade out and falls down to one knee. Kincade keeps the hold on before Blue Dragon falls to a heap on the mat. Only when he is sure that his brother is unconscious does he release the hold. He goes over to the referee and tells him to start counting.

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RJ: WHAT'S HE DOING?!

Andrews suddenly steps up onto the apron and grabs the referee's arm. He pleads with him to stop counting, but the referee pulls himself away. Kincade goes over to his father and starts screaming into his face. Andrews keeps mouthing the words "I'm sorry" before stepping down from the apron. The crowd suddenly start cheering, and Logan Kincade turns round slowly to see Blue Dragon on his feet. He grabs at Kincade's throat and hoists him into the air.

RJ: CHOKESLAM!!!!!

Blue Dragon drops Kincade directly onto the tacks, before collapsing with exhaustion himself. The referee looks down at both of them before starting his count.

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Both men start to slowly get onto their knees. Blue Dragon rolls to the outside and starts to be tended to by his father. Kincade meanwhile rolls under the ropes and staggers over to the timekeeper. He grabs the Hardcore belt and walks over to his brother and father. Andrews sees him out of the corner of his eye and starts shouting at him to stop. Kincade lifts the belt up and motions to hit Dragon in the head, but his father gets in the way. He takes the belt off Kincade and chucks it behind him. Then he holds both hands up and starts pleading to Kincade. Logan looks confused and shakes his head before trying to walk past his father. Andrews gets in the way again and pushes Kincade away, still begging him to stop.

RJ: Andrews has had enough. He is trying to make his son see sense.

MW: It may be working. Kincade seems to be...................OH NO!!

Suddenly Blue Dragon comes up behind both men with the Hardcore belt and swings it viciously. However, his father gets in the way and takes the shot to the head instead of Kincade. As Andrews goes down after the blow, both Blue Dragon and Kincade stare down at their father, unsure what to do.

RJ: This is unexpected! Both Kincade and Blue Dragon have been so caught up in their hatred for one another, that they don't know how to react to their father being injured!

Their father starts stirring as Kincade looks up at Blue Dragon. Suddenly he lashes out and starts punching at his brother. Dragon does the same and they end up fighting all over the outside. Andrews starts to get to his feet giddily and watches them go.

MW: These two men have given their all! They can barely stand!

RJ: Never has the Hardcore championship been fought for as hard as this!

Like two drunk brawlers, Blue Dragon and Kincade swings punches at each other as they walk up the aisle. Their father follows up the rampway holding the Hardcore title belt, blood dripping from his forehead. He is shouting at both of them to stop, but Kincade and Dragon continue to throw punches at each other; most of them missing. The referee follows close behind.

RJ: These two have given everything in this match! They have lost blood! They have lost sweat. Tears have fallen! There is nothing left!

Kincade and Dragon make their way to the top of the stage. Logan throws a big right hand that misses and he crumples to his knees. Dragon tries to kick out at him, but he ends up on his knees as well. The two men start choking each other as their father rushes up to them. He knocks their hands away from each others throats, as both men bow their heads breathing heavily. Their father goes down to the ground as well, and all 3 men are on the top of the ramp gasping for breath.

MW: This could well turn out to be a draw. The wrestlers, their father, the crowd even, are exhausted. I am tired just calling this match!

Andrews is first to his feet as his two sons stay down. He drops the Hardcore title on the floor. The title lands between the two men, but they seem to ignore it in their exhaustion. Suddenly, their father puts his hand on Blue Dragons shoulder and then lifts him to his feet. He then turns to Logan and does the same. The three men stand looking at each other for a few moments, before suddenly their father embraces them both.

RJ: Would you believe it!

Blue Dragon and Kincade look at each other uneasily, as their father holds them tighter together and starts sobbing. Suddenly Kincade and Dragon rest their hands on each others backs and all three men hug at the top of the stage.

CROWD: YEEEEAAAAAAAAH!!!

As all three men embrace tighter, blue and red pyros start to go off behind them. The referee stands there unsure what to do as the match is still going on. However, the crowd are cheering madly as a lone cameraman rushes up and does a close up of all three men hugging each other tighter.

RJ: WHAT AN ENDING HERE! A FAMILY THAT HAD BROKEN APART HAS NOW SUDDENLY BEEN BROUGHT BACK TOGETHER. DAMIEN ANDREWS, AFTER ONE OF THE MOST GRUELLING HARDCORE MATCHES IN MEMORY, NOW HAS BOTH HIS SONS BACK!

MW: LISTEN TO THE CROWD! THERE ARE EVEN KINCADE CHANTS BREAKING OUT NOW! I HAVE TO SHOUT TO LET MYSELF BE HEARD! WHAT IS THE RESULT RJ?!

RJ: WHO CARES ABOUT THE MATCH! BROTHERS REUNITED ONCE AGAIN! LOGAN KINCADE……BLUE DRAGON….SETTLING THEIR DIFFERENCES ON PPV IN FRONT OF THOUSANDS! WHAT A BELATED CHRISTMAS PRESENT THIS IS!

The three men continue to hug as a succession of pyro’s go off and red and blue lights shine around the audience....

MW: Wait a minute......

CROWD: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

RJ: OH MY GOD!

Suddenly Logan Kincade, while still hugging Blue Dragon, quickly throws him off the stage and onto the floor.

MW: WELL THAT STOPPED THE FAMILY REUNION!

The red and blue lights stop shining as a lone spotlight illuminates Logan Kincade and his father while the rest of the arena goes black. The referee rushes over to the ground while the lone cameraman zooms in on Blue Dragon lying in a heap on the stage floor. He is crumpled up and his arms are bent at unnatural angles. The referee looks down at him shocked before remembering he has a job to do.

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The referee signals that the match is over, before calling out to backstage staff to tend to Blue Dragon. The cameraman turns his attention from Dragon back to Kincade and his father, who are both staring down onto the floor.

Announcer: Ladies and gentleman, your winner and STILL 6WF Hardcore Champion………LOGAAAAAAAN KINCAAAAAAADE!!

Kincade stands still as the crowd boo aggressively. His father then slowly picks up the Hardcore belt at his feet, before passing it to Kincade.

RJ: Oh no….you are kidding me……

MW: HAHAHAHA! SWERVE!

Logan’s eyes are still on his brother as he slowly lifts up the Hardcore championship. Then his father takes his other arm and lifts it into the air as well. A smirk appears on Damien Andrews face as the crowd boo to deafening levels. Kincade eyes are unmoving, as medics continue to treat Blue Dragon on the floor.

RJ: I feel cheated! The crowd feel cheated! The people at home feel cheated!

MW: I love it RJ! What an ending!

The arena is still dark, while the two men on the stage are lit up by the spotlight. Andrews slowly drops Logan’s arm to the ground before patting him on the back and embracing him. Logan closes his eyes and returns the hug. Paper cups and other objects are being thrown at them from the crowd.

RJ: THIS IS DISGUSTING!

MW: THIS IS HILARIOUS! KINCADE AND ANDREWS HAD EVERYONE FOOLED!

The two men stop hugging and Andrews lifts Kincade’s arm up into the air once more in celebration. The medics are still trying to help Blue Dragon.

RJ: GOD, GET THEM OUT OF HERE! I CAN’T TAKE MU…….OH NOOOO!

Suddenly, Logan turns towards his father and hurls him to the floor. He lands straight onto the medics and a pile of bodies lay strewn on the ground. Logan Kincade stares down at Blue Dragon, his father and the medics, all lying unmoving. The house lights go back up as Kincade lifts the Hardcore belt above his head. Red fireworks go off behind him, as his face again appears on the big screen.

RJ: BLUE DRAGON…..ON THE FLOOR! DAMIEN ANDREWS…..ON THE FLOOR! DESTRUCTION ONCE AGAIN AT THE FEET OF LOGAN KINCADE!

MW: AND OUR HARDCORE CHAMPION STANDING TALL OVER ALL ONCE AGAIN!

Logan drops the title down before turning around and exiting behind the curtain. The lone cameraman focuses on the pile of bodies on the floor, as other backstage staff come in to help. Above them, the face of Logan Kincade still covers the arena screen, his eyes bright red and his teeth snarling. As the crowd continue to boo, Logan’s eyes flash red once more before disappearing from the screen.

*The crowd boo as the camera’s go backstage to show Mike Hill watching a dvd of ladder matches.

He then looks at some of the ladders in the backstage area that stage-hands are ensuring are ok to use.

Crime Lord walks into picture...

CL: What is it Mike? Are you scared of a couple of little ladders like these ones they have right here? I never had you down as someone scared of heights.

Mike Hill: I’m not scared at all Crimey, but thanks for your concern! I’m just eyeing these ladders up, thinking about what sort of damage I could cause with these later on tonight. Imagine the moves I could hit off these bad-boys, moves you could only dream of.

Crime Lord: Yes but that is your problem Mike. You dream of hitting dramatic, death-defying moves off these ladders. I don’t dream of that, I dream of climbing that ladder and winning yet another world title. That is my driving force, maybe that’s why I am a multi-time champion and you only won the big one once.

Mike Hill: Oh I dream of winning the world title Crime Lord, don’t worry about that. And I may have only won one of those title belts, but you wouldn’t have one if you hadn’t been a coward and turned on me and TGA in the New Dynasty. And I know why that was. We were both champs, and you sure as hell didn’t like it! You realised you were the worst of the three.

Crime Lord: Really Mike? Are we still talking about that?

Mike Hill: Not for much longer Crimey, after tonight all anyone will be talking about is me winning my 2nd world title.

*Hill strolls off

RJ: Ladies and Gentlemen we are all set for our first main event, and we have no idea who is in it, or for what belt…

MW: I can’t believe how excited I am for these two matches, ‘Arj. This is going to be huge, nobody knows what to expect from a ladder match at the best of times, but this? This is walking into the unknown blindfolded!

RJ: It’s certainly different, let’s go to Mike Bird with the introductions….

The camera pans around the arena, showing ladders surrounding the ring as two men stand in the centre with two poles connected to a cloth covering the hanging belt. Mike Bird walks out on to the stage….

MB: Ladies and Gentleman, this match is a Four-Way Ladder match, and is for…………the TAW World Championship….

*Crowd Pop*

MB: Introducing first………….. from Newcastle, England, weighing 310lbs, The Godsent Athlete……..T…..G……A!!!!!

RJ: Oh wow!

‘Just Close Your Eyes’ erupts from the speakers and the crowd raise the roof as TGA steps on to the stage, he looks out into the crowd and smiles before staring down the ramp and heading to the ring. He grabs a ladder from ringside and tosses it into the ring before climbing the turnbuckle and posing for the fans…

MB: The next participant……hailing from……..

MW: What the?

The lights in the arena die down and a spotlight appears on the stage to a huge cheer from the crowd…

RJ: It’s Kenty!

MK: Ladies and gentleman, boys and girls, I weighed in tonight at 230 pounds, Hailing from Buckinghamshire, United kingdom I am..MRRRR KEEEENNNNTTTTYYYYY…

Mr Kenty walks to the edge of the stage and stares into the crowd….

MK: Kenty!

*Crowd Pop*

The crowd roar with approval as ‘Turn up the Trouble’ plays and Mr Kenty swaggers down the ramp. He slides into the ring and nods at TGA before climbing the turnbuckle and riling the fans up…

MB: The next participant………..hailing from Parts Unknown……weighing in a 26 pounds…..Geoff……Steel!!!

*Crowd Pop*

RJ: Wow! 2 former 6CW stars in the same world title match!

‘Last Resort’ hits and the crowd cheer as Geoff Steel walks straight down the ramp, tagging the hands of fans on the walkway. He climbs the steps in the ring and embraces Mr Kenty before acknowledging TGA. He stands in the centre of the ring and raises his arms in the air to cheers from the crowd…

MW: This is it, the last person in the match! Who is it gonna be….

MB: The final participant…………hailing from Manchester, England…..

RJ: Oh my!

MB: Weighing in at 270 pounds, the man known as the ‘divine force’………..THE SAINT!!!

The crowd erupt into boo’s as The Saint cockily strides out onto the stage, he glares down at TGA who gestures for him to come to the ring…

MW: Can you believe this, TGA and The Saint going head to head for the TAW World Title!

RJ: I have a feeling this is going to kick off, and Saint isn’t hanging around…

Ding, ding, ding…

Saint charges into the ring and Kenty and Steel back off as TGA goes straight at The Saint, clubbing his back as Saint drives him into the corner. Saint throws fists into the gut of TGA before breaking off and booting TGA in the gut. He grabs him by the arm and tosses him through the ring ropes before following him out. Kenty and Steel turn to face each before slapping hands and locking up. Steel gets the advantage, wrenching the neck of Kenty before whipping him into the ropes. Steel goes for a hiptoss but Kenty blocks, elbowing Steel in the side of the temple before locking in a headlock of his own. Steel pushes Kenty into the ropes and levels him with a shoulder block before smirking down. On the outside, TGA has the upper hand, slamming Saint’s head into the mat before going to whip Saint into the steps….

RJ: TGA looking to do the damage early on…..oh wait, reversed!!

TGA goes for the whip but The Saint reverses, sending TGA crashing into the steps. Inside the ring, Kenty whips Steel into the corner before charging at him only to be sent rocking back by the foot of the former 6CW World Champion. Steel runs through Kenty with a vicious clothesline while The Saint is unloading right hands to the temple of TGA. He gets to his feet, grabbing a ladder and sliding it into the ring as Geoff Steel hits a belly to back suplex on Kenty. He raises his arms to applause from the crowd….

MW: Steel is looking good here but lookout…..

*Crack*

RJ: What a shot!

*Crack*

MW: And another!!

The Saint waits for Steel to turn before crashing the ladder into his temple. Steel buckles to his knees before Saint slams the ladder down onto his back, dropping it down on him as TGA slides another ladder into the ring. He climbs the steps as Kenty charges at the Saint who ducks and flips Kenty over, sending him crashing down on top of the ladder on top of Steel to groans from the crowd. TGA waits for Saint to turn and explodes from the corner, flattering Saint with a vicious clothesline, he waits for Saint to rise befpore shoving him into the corner and unloading a series of right and lefts before thrusting his shoulder into the stomach of The Saint. Kenty gets to his feet and helps Steel to his feet as TGA stomps down on Saint in the corner. The 2 former 6CW stars pick the ladder up, stretching it out before waiting for TGA to turn....

RJ: An explosive start to this match, the pace shows no sign of letting up and TGA is about to meet metal!

Crowd: OOOHHHH!!!

TGA turns and Kenty and Steel clothesline him with the ladder. Saint pulls himself up on the ropes, groggy from the beatdown from TGA. The two men turn the ladder upright with Steel locking Saint's arm under the ropes as Kenty heads to the opposite corner before charging and dropkicking the ladder into Saint to a huge cheer from the crowd. The Saint falls out of the corner on to the mat as Kenty gets to his feet before Steel kicks him in the gut and hits a swinging neckbreaker, he turns, grabbing TGA up and unloading a series of European Uppercuts before whipping TGA across the ring before hitting a stinging big boot to his face. Steel looks down at the bodies in the ring and smiles before sliding out of the ring and sliding a ladder under the ropes....

MW: Steel looking to capitalise here!

Steel slides in the ring and picks the ladder up before standing it up under the TAW title, he starts to climb as Kenty and TGA get to their feet. Kenty scrambles to the ladder, flicking Steel's foot from under him causing him to slip and crash his head on the ladder rung. Kenty slams his head of the ladder as TGA grabs Steel doing the same. Kenty and TGA grab Steel and hit a double russian leg sweep to Steel. The leap to their feet all set to brawl as Saint gets to his feet, TGA boots him in the gut and gestures for Kenty to grab him, the two men left The Saint up and hit a snap suplex, sending Saint crashing on top of Steel....

RJ: These men are using everything around them, oh, Kenty going for it here...

Kenty leaps on to the ladder and tries to climb but TGA reads it, grabbing his foot. Kenty tries to kick TGA off, wriggling his leg free before stomping his boot in the face of his opponent, sending TGA rocking back. Kenty again continues to climb as Saint rolls to his feet as TGA recovers, pushing the ladder....

MW: Kenty in trouble here....

RJ: Oh what innovation!!!

MW: Skinning the cat!!!

RJ: HURRACANRANA OUT OF NOWHERE!

*Crowd Pop*

TGA pushes the ladder over with Kenty halfway up. He leaps from the ladder, landing on the ropes, his momentum taking him over. He holds on, pulling himself back up. He spots The Saint getting to his feet and he leaps backwards into The Saint who cataches him and spins him round into TGA. Kenty wraps his legs round the neck of TGA as Saint drops him and he delivers a stunning hurracanrana, sending TGA flying across the ring, Kenty jumps to his feet to a huge pop from the crowd....

MW: RKO!

Kenty turns straight round into a devestating RKO from The Saint...

RJ: You just can't turn your back on that.....SPEAR!!

MW: What impact!!

Saint stares down at the body of Mr Kenty but turns into a huge spear from Geoff Steel. Steel sets the ladder up and begins to climb as TGA climbs the other side. Steel reaches for the belt as TGA hits the top, striking Steel in the gut. Steel winces but elbows TGA in the temple before slamming his head on to the top of the ladder sending TGA teetering back as The Saint slides out of ring, grabbing a chair and tossing it in the ring before sliding another ladder in as Kenty gets to his feet. Steel tries again to reach the belt, but TGA again punches the gut, this time followed by a second and third blow. Saint gets into the ring as Steel hits a vicious headbutt to TGA, he rocks back and Steel grabs him again, slamming his head into the ladder, TGA rocks back....

RJ: TGA on the brink.......BIG BOOT!!!

Steel steps up over the top and crashes his boot into the face of TGA sending him crashing to the mat. Kenty climbs on the turnbuckle as The Saint sets the ladder up behind Steel and climbs with the chair in hand as Steel regains his composure....

*Crack*

MW: MY GOD! WHAT A SHOT!!!

*Crack*

RJ: KENTY!!!!

MW: UNBELIEVABLE!

Crowd: YEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

The crowd are wild as Saint wraps the chair across the back of Steel once, then again. Steel collapses on the ladder slipping down the rungs as Saint goes for a third shot as Kenty leaps from the turnbuckle, dropkicking the chair into the face of The Saint, sending The Saint and the ladder backwards and crashing to the canvas, the ladder sliding down and into the chest of Kenty. Steel clings to the top of the ladder, looking up at the TAW title...

MW: This is complete carnage, 'Arj! And Steel is the only man left standing, he could do it here!

RJ: Steel is gonna make history!

Steel catches his breath, stepping up the ladder as the crowd will him on. He looks down at the broken bodies below him before looking up at the title....

RJ: Go on, Geoff! Make yourself famous!

MW: Wait a minute! Wait a god damn minute, what the hell is he doing here!

RJ: What the hell??

The crowd erupt into boos as Hero climbs over the barricade and slides into the ring. He stands looking out into the crowd, soaking in the hatred...

RJ: He's got no business being out here!

Hero looks down, laughing at the bodies surrounding him, he stares up at Geoff Steel who looks down in disbelief....

MW: What is he trying to acheive......wait, no..... don't do it Hero.......

RJ: MY GOD!!!!

The crowd are in disbelief as Hero smiles before pushing the ladder, sending Steel crashing over the ropes, hitting the floor with a sickening thud. He kicks the ladder out of the way and climbs through the ropes. He stands over Steel laughing as security run down the ramp, he turns and leaps the barrier and heads through the crowd as the boo him....

RJ: This is unbelievable! He had no business being here! He just cost Geoff Steel the world title and all four men are down!

The camera follows Hero as he exits the crowd and disappears. Back in the ring, the 3 remaining men begin to stir.....

MW: Someone needs to capitalise here! Can anything else happen in this match?

Saint and TGA are first to get to thier feet. TGA grabs a ladder and stands it up in the ring as Saint catches his breath. TGA begins to climb and The Saint follows suit. Kenty begins to stir, pulling himself up with the ropes. Saint and TGA meet at the top of the ladder and both men reach for the title as Kenty rushes to his feet. He pushes the ladder sending both men falling from the ladder. The Saint crashes to the canvas as TGA is hung up on the ropes....

RJ: Kenty! Kenty has a chance now! Go on, Kenty!!

Kenty looks up at the TAW Title as TGA falls to the mat. Kenty slides out of the ring, grabbing a huge ladder from next to the announce table, he slides it in the ring and climbs in the ring. He struggles to get it upright but positions it under the title and begins to slowly climb....

MW: He needs to hurry! Saint is getting to his feet!

Saint begins to come to, he gets to his feet and spots Kenty climbing the ladder. He grabs another ladder and sets it up next to Kenty, climbing with pace, Kenty reaches over trying to push Saint off...

RJ: This is precarious for both men....

Saint kicks out at Kenty, trying to buckle his leg but Kenty continues to climb as Saint nears the top of his ladder. Kenty kicks out at Saint, catching him in the temple, but Saint throws an arm out, grabbing Kenty's leg and pulling him down....

MW: I don't like the look of this, 'Arj....

Saint steps on to Kenty's ladder, punching the kidneys and pulling Kenty down. Kenty tries to wrestle free. Saint steps over, sending his ladder falling into the ropes, the two men struggle on the ladder.....

RJ: I can't watch, this is not going to.......OH MY GOD!!!!

MW: RKO FROM THE LADDER!!!!

*Crowd Pop*

RJ: SICK! JUST SICKI!!!

Saint elbows Kenty in the stomach, he lets go of the ladder and Saint instinctively leaps into an RKO, crashing Kenty's head into the canvas!!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!!!

RJ: Saint, Kenty, they must be broken in half!

MW: Saint's getting up! Saint is getting up!!!

RJ: The man is insane! He just fell near on 10 ft!

MW: He wants that title! He wants what he feels is his!!

Saint gets to his feet, a sick expression across his face. He begins to climb the huge ladder, he moves up the ladder, wincing with each step he takes.....

MW: Saint is going to do it, he's going to get his world title at long last!

Saint reaches up for the title, the strap danging in his fingertips!

RJ: TGA! TGA! TGA!

Crowd: YYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Saint is stretching for the title belt when TGA rams a ladder into the sternum of The Saint. He hits him again, The Saint falling to the mat...

RJ: I can't believe it! The Godsent One, the man so near but yet so far has made a huge, maybe critical intervention in this match!

TGA tosses the ladder to the floor as The Saint writhes in agony. He looks out into the crowd who roar with approval. He stomps down on the temple of Saint before picking him up and whipping him into the corner, following up with a huge splash. Saint staggers out of the corner and TGA delivers a thunderous belly to belly suplex. He gets straight to his feet, looking up at the title, he starts to climb the ladder as The Saint tries to grab hold of his foot. TGA kicks out and climbs the ladder as Saint gets to his feet. He gets between the legs of TGA, lifiting him away from the ladder. He stands back from the ladder with TGA sat upon his shoulders....

RJ: My word, look at the strength of The Saint!!!

TGA begins raking the eyes of The Saint, trying to wriggle free, he punches down on the temple of The Saint who stumbles back. TGA slides of and spins The Saint round.....

MW: Here we go.......TO HELL.....

RJ: RK.....

MW: NO!!! KENTY!

RJ: MIC CHECK! MIC CHECK! MIC CHECK!!

Crowd: MR KENTY! MR KENTY!

TGA spins Saint round and goes for his finisher but Saint wriggles out and goes for the RKO but TGA pushes him off into Mr Kenty who hits the Mic Check sending the crowd into raptures....

RJ: Kenty just came out of nowhere, can he finish it....

MW: TO HELL AND BACK!!!

RJ: WHAT AN IMPACT!

Kenty gets to his feet, the crowd roaring him on but he turns round only for TGA to boot him in the gut and delivering a picture perfect black hole slam...

MW: That's gotta be it! Wait, what's he doing???

The crowd are looking on in disbelief as TGA kicks Kenty from the ring. The camera shows Steel still out cold on the floor. He drags Saint into the centre of the ring before picking up a ladder....

RJ: What's he planning.........wait a minute! This is genius!!!!

MW: He can't do that!!!

Crowd: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

TGA places Saint's head in between the rungs over one of the ladders, he pulls one of his arms through. Saint tries to fight off but TGA stomps on his head before grabbing his other arm and pulling it through, he rushes to grab another small ladder and places the legs of The Saint through the rungs. Saint kicks out, but TGA grabs the ladder, smashing it across the shins of Saint before placing his legs back through. He grabs the giant ladder, putting the legs under the armpits of The Saint before wedging the other end in between the ladder by Saint's feet. TGA climbs the rung, staring into the eyes of The Saint....

RJ: TGA! He's finally going to get what he's been chasing! And The Saint is going to have to watch ever single step!

The crowd roar TGA as climbs. Smiling down at an enraged Saint.....

MW: This is an outrage! This is no way to win a world title!

RJ: I don't think TGA, or anyone else in this building cares! Go on, Teej! Get that belt!

TGA reaches the top of the ladder, standing up, placing his hand on the clasp, he looks down at The Saint as he screams up at TGA as he unhooks the belt.....

Ding, ding, ding!

Crowd: TGA! TGA! TGA! TGA! TGA TGA!

MB: Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of this match, and your NEW TAW World Champion................The Godsent Angel, T..................G........................AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

'Just Close Your Eyes' blares through the speakers to a huge ovation from the crowd as TGA stands atop the ladder clutching the TAW Title. Kenty is stood by the barricade applauding, nodding his head in acknowledgment as medics come down to check on Geoff Steel.....

RJ: It was the return of a lifetime. It was a hard fought road to this moment, through trials, tribulations and screjobs, but TGA has finally got his hands on a World Title. What a match, what a show, what competitors! What will 2013 hold for these for men? What of Hero? What was his motive?

MW: So many questions, but that's not all, we have one more match to come, a match we know will be for the 6WF World Title, and a match that will see fierce rivals face off as Keith Leone, Crime Lord, Mike Hill and Cameron 'Nay Bother' Faith go for glory, can we top this one? I don't know, but i sure can't wait to find out.

TGA climbs down the ladder, kicking it over and standing over an irate Saint, holding the TAW Title high in the air as we head to commerical.

RJ: Ladies and Gentleman welcome back to Payback, where it is now time for our 2nd Main Event of the evening!

MW: I’ll be honest RJ, I don’t know how this could top our previous match from which the production staff are still clearing wreckage!

RJ: A tremendous ladder match with so many shocks and surprises but in the end it was TGA who walked away with the TAW World Title.

MW: So for those who for some dumb reason are only just joining us, this 2nd main event is for the 6WF World Title.

RJ: Without further ado, we shall let Mike Bird begin the formal introductions...

Mike Bird: Ladies and Gentleman...the following is your 2nd MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING! It is a FOUR WAY LADDER MATCH for the 6WF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE!

*The crowd cheer loudly for the announcement...

Mike Bird: Introducing the first challenger...he hails from Malvern, England...he weighs in at 220lbs...MIIIIKKEEEE HILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!

The crowd descend into boos as “The Next Big Thing” rips out through the sound system and Mike Hill swaggers out onto the stage. He looks at the two ladders set up either side of him at the top of the stage, he then walks down the ramp, tapping the hinges on the other ladders. He springboards into the ring and then looks to the 6WF Title hanging above him.

MW: Mike Hill a former TAW World Champion, a daredevil competitor and a match like this will certainly play into his hands.

RJ: I expect to see some crazy stuff from Hill as he looks to take himself back up to the top of the card where he believes he belongs.

Mike Bird: Introducing the 2nd challenger...hailing from Glasgow, Scotland and weighing in at 220lbs...NAY BOTHERRRRRRRRRRR!

The crowd pop as “I fought the law” roars out through the speakers and Nay Bother sprints out onto the stage. He stares down at Mike Hill before walking down to the ring, tagging the fans hands. Nay steps into the ring and looks at Hill again.

RJ: These two have been big rivals over the past few months, Nay has yet another chance of getting one over on Hill tonight.

MW: It shouldn’t be about that RJ, this is a chance for Nay to win the 6WF World Title. He’s never won a title in 6WF...imagine if that was the first belt he won!

Mike Bird: Introducing the 3rd challenger...he hails from Bristol, England and weighs in at 230lbs...KEITH LEONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

“Limowreck” hits and the noise levels go up a notch as Keith Leone walks out onto the stage staring around at the ladders. He looks to his opponents in the ring and then the title belt hung above it. Leone walks slowly down the ramp, he climbs up the steel steps and into the ring.

RJ: A former 6CW World Champion, a huge win over Crime Lord at Born In Fire last month, what an opportunity for Leone to finally win the big one in this company! He’s got the momentum.

MW: Another competitor who will benefit from the stipulation, we’ve seen from his previous stints in 6WF that Leone can take a beating, and he doesn’t mind dishing one out with these weapons.

Mike Bird: And the final challenger...he hails from Lancaster, England and weighs in at 320lbs...CRIMEEEE LORDDDDDDDDDD!

“Rain Wizard” blares out over the speakers and the Newcastle crowd descend into loud boos as Crime Lord walks out onto the stage. He picks up one of the smaller ladders and nonchalantly places it over his shoulders as he strides down to the ring. He looks at his opponents before throwing the ladder into the ring.

RJ: Crime Lord clearly has the advantage when it comes to power, however his size could also prove a hindrance.

MW: How great would it be for Crime Lord, who had such a dominant run as undisputed champion earlier in the year, to win the belt again and end the year as champion?!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

The bell rings to kick the match off, Crime Lord picks up the small ladder that he brought into the ring and swings it straight into the stomach of Mike Hill who keels over. Crime Lord then swings the ladder into the head of Nay Bother who collapses into the canvas. Crimey goes for Leone with the ladder but the former 6CW star grabs the ladder, he pulls it from the hands of Crime Lord and shoves it into the mat.

Crime Lord goes for a clothesline on Leone but he ducks underneath it, he quickly connects with a suplex onto the ladder. Crime Lord rolls around clutching at his back, Leone goes to the outside as Nay and Hill rise in the ring. The two start exchanging huge blows, Hill gets the advantage with a poke to the eye.

Nay falls into the ropes, Mike Hill runs in at him but Nay counters with a back body drop...

RJ: OH WOW!

Nay back-drops Hill over the top rope straight into the path of Keith Leone who has a ladder in his hands. Somehow Hill manages to adjust in mid-air and connect with a dropkick to the ladder which pushes Leone into the railings!

MW: Ladders being used as weapons already, and Hill showing us his athletic ability already!

Hill picks up the ladder that Leone was going to bring into the ring, he lies out on the floor and is about to lift Leone into the air when Nay Bother comes sprinting across the ring and suicide dives onto Hill and Leone on the outside! The crowd cheer loudly, Nay picks up Mike Hill and shoves him hard into the into the ring. Hill walks forward, Nay lifts him into the air and hits a scoop slam onto the ladder. Leone rolls into the ring, leaving Nay to work over Hill on the outside.

Crime Lord is up and he has set a ladder up in the middle of the ring, he is about to start climbing it when Leone runs in and knocks him off the ladder with a big shoulder barge. Crime Lord gets up to his feet and runs in at Leone who meets him with a reverse STO, driving Crime Lord face-first into the canvas.

Leone picks up a smaller ladder and rests it in between the 2nd and 3rd ropes in one of the corners. He lifts up Crime Lord and then whips him hard into the ladder. Leone comes running in going for a spear but Crime Lord side-steps and Leone crashes shoulder-first into the ladder.

Crime Lord then hits Leone with a Fisherman’s suplex, but instead of bridging over he releases which launches Leone into the ladder. On the outside, Nay is hitting Mike Hill with a series of suplexs onto the exposed concrete floor. He then sets up a ladder by resting on the bottom rope of the ring and across the railings. He is about to place Hill onto the ladder when Crime Lord throws a small ladder down straight onto Nay who crashes to the canvas.

MW: Crime Lord the only man up at the moment!

RJ: He’s going for the world title right now!

Crime Lord sets a ladder up in the middle of the ring, he starts climbing but Leone is quickly up. He scurries up the same side of the ladder as Crime Lord and hits a series of big forearms into the back. He then crashes Crimey’s head into the ladder before nailing a German suplex, throwing Crime Lord down off the ladder.

RJ: Quick recover from Leone there, he’s been involved in a lot of action in this match so far.

Leone gets up to his feet and goes to the outside where he brings yet another ladder into play. He rests this ladder up in the corner but then returns to the ladder in the centre of the ring, Leone begins to climb it in search for the world title but like he did earlier, he is cut off.

Mike Hill steps into the ring, he climbs up the opposite side of the ladder to Leone and manages to reach the top of the ladder first. Hill makes a grab for the world title, only for Leone to punch him in the stomach. Leone makes a grab for the belt but Hill hits a kick to the side of the head. He then grabs the head of Leone and smashes it into the ladder.

Hill then clutches at the title belt but narrowly misses it. He goes for the belt a 2nd time but it is too late, Nay runs into the ring and climbs up the ladder before grabbing Hill and hauling him down. Nay then goes towards Leone and drags him down from the ladder, Leone lands on his feet only for Nay to floor him with a big clothesline.

MW: Nay Bother making the save that time, everyone has already had an attempt at grabbing that title belt but to no avail.

RJ: I’m fairly certain there is a lot longer to go in this match Michael!

Nay looks towards the ladder that Leone had set up in the corner, he drags Leone towards it and smashes his head into the ladder a couple of times. Nay then runs in connecting with a shining wizard. He grabs the smaller ladder in another corner, he lays it out in the middle of the ring and nails a bulldog onto it.

Nay is about to start climbing the ladder when Crime Lord is up to his feet and knocks down Nay with a big clothesline. He rolls up to his feet, Crime Lord whips him hard into the ropes and on the rebound he is met with a powerslam, Crime Lord dropping Nay onto Leone!

MW: This is where Crime Lord’s power gives him a real advantage, he can decimate his opponents without weapons let alone with them!

Nay stumbles up to his feet, Crime Lord spots the ladder in the corner and then a big grin emerges across his face. He lifts up Nay and hits a huge belly to belly suplex into the ladder in the corner. Nay slumps down, and Crime Lord starts booting away at him against the ladder.

Unbeknownst to Crime Lord, Hill makes a run for the ladder in the centre of the ring and starts climbing it. Crimey turns around just in time, he hauls Hill down from the ladder and places him onto his shoulders. He sees the ladder that Nay set up earlier that is rested between the railing and the ring.

Crime Lord goes for a powerbomb but Mike Hill manages to counter with a hurracanrana down onto the ladder. Hill looks at Crimey slumped on the ladder, then grins. He goes up to the top rope...

RJ: What’s Hill thinking here...

MW: LEG DROP! CRIME LORD GOES STRAIGHT THROUGH THE LADDER!

RJ: Hill starting to go high risk now!

Hill and Crime Lord are slumped down on the outside. Nay gets to his feet in the ring at the same time as Leone and the two men start to brawl in the centre of the ring. Nay gets the advantage with a punch to the chin, he then fires in a series of stiff knife-edge chops to the chest.

The crowd cheer along with each chop to the chest, Nay then sprints in going for a clothesline but Leone ducks underneath it, he hits a Russian legsweep onto the ladder set up in the corner. Nay then falls forward and straight into an arm drag takedown. Leone then bounces off the ropes and connects with a big elbow down into the face.

Leone goes to the outside and brings in a small ladder, he stands waiting for Nay to rise before sprinting in and smashing the ladder into the head of Nay. He falls to the mat, Leone waits for Nay to rise before driving the ladder into the stomach. Nay keels over, Leone sets up for a piledriver and nails it perfectly on the ladder.

MW: Vicious move from Keith Leone!

Leone gets to his feet and climbs up the ladder, Mike Hill is up to his feet and gets on the ring apron. He springboards off the top rope and nails a dropkick on Leone. Leone falls off the ladder, Hill looks to have a free path up to the top of the ladder.

RJ: Hill’s going to win the title!

Hill climbs up the ladder slowly, he is nearly at the top as Crime Lord staggers up to his feet. He rolls into the ring groggily but shoves the ladder hard enough to force Hill down, he crotches himself on the top rope only for Nay to get up to his feet and nail a superkick, meaning Hill falls down to the outside.

Nay turns around straight into a big boot from Crime Lord. Crimey goes to the outside and brings in another ladder and sets it up next to the other ladder under the title. Crime Lord heads up one of the ladder towards the title. Nay gets to his feet and manages to sprint up the other ladder.

He gets to the top of the ladder and starts exchanging huge blows with the former world champion. They pummel away at each other with huge punches, Crime Lord gets the advantage by slamming Nay face-first into the ladder. He throws more punches at Nay but he manages to counter with a headbutt.

MW: This is never good, brawling on the top of the ladder...

RJ: Poke to the eye!

MW: THE CUSTODY!

Crime Lord hits the impaler on the top of the ladder, driving Nay’s head into the steel and he topples backwards into the canvas. Crime Lord then goes for the title, Leone gets up to his feet. He runs up the ladder and hits a clothesline to the back, he then places Crime Lord over his shoulders...

RJ: Electric chair drop!

Crime Lord gets up to his feet, he staggers up to his feet and Leone boots him in the stomach...

MW: PACKAGE PILEDRIVER!

Leone then starts to climb the ladder, he gets to the top of the ladder when Mike Hill gets up on the outside. He springboards from the top rope onto the first ladder, he runs up the ladder and punches away at Leone. He keels over...

RJ: OVER THE FREAKING HILL!

MW: FROM THE TOP OF THE LADDER! AMAZING FROM MIKE HILL!

RJ: All 4 men are down in the ring!

The crowd cheer for Nay and Leone, Nay is first to get up to his feet and seems to have a clear path to the ladder. He climbs slowly to the top of the ladder as the crowd cheer his name, unfortunately Crime Lord is up and albeit groggy grabs the ladder. He starts pushing the ladder in an attempt to shove Nay away...

MW: WHAT A MOVE!

Crime Lord shoves the ladder that it tips Nay over but somehow he changes that into a double rotation moonsault onto Mike Hill! Nay and Hill lay crumpled on the canvas, Crime Lord goes up to the ladder.

RJ: Crime Lord has got the title belt within his grasps!

Crime Lord is holding onto the belt, Keith Leone manages to get up to his feet, has a small ladder in hand, running in and shunting the ladder forward. Crimey still has a hold of the title but is not a ladder. Leone climbs up the ladder nearest Crime Lord, he steadies himself on top...

Crowd: THAT WAS AWESOME! THAT WAS AWESOME!

MW: SPEAR IN MID-AIR FROM LEONE!

RJ: What an absolutely brutal contest this has been!

MW: Leone’s put everything on the line here!

Mike Hill slowly stirs to his feet, he climbs the ladder but the title is just out of reach. He sees Nay Bother is starting to stir, but is still grounded.

RJ: Hill has got a big decision to make here.

MW: Is he going to dive for the belt from there?!

RJ: He’s steadying himself for something!

Hill dives off the ladder...

MW: NEXT BIG MOVE FROM THE TOP OF THE LADDER!

RJ: WHAT A MOVE!

MW: But why did he do that? His chances could be over now!

RJ: So could Nay’s though!

Crime Lord slowly gets to his feet, he re-positions the ladder in the centre of the ring right underneath the title belt. Crime Lord slowly starts to climb up the ladder, taking it step by step....

MW: Crime Lord is gonna do it! He's gonna win the 6WF Title!

RJ: But Leone is up! Come on Keith! Get up that ladder!

MW: What is he doing?

Leone gets to his feet, grabbing a ladder and wedging it into the corner between the ropes. He walks round, climbing the steps and clubbing at the back of Crime Lord, trying to slow him down. He drops down and turns the ladder before heading back to the ladder in the corner, resting it on one of the rungs...

RJ: This is insane! He needs to stop Crime Lord, not building a climbing frame!

Leone lifts the ladder up on to a higher rung as Crime Lord takes another step. Leone moves it up one more and climbs the turnbuckle, stepping on to the ladder....

MW: It's like a ramp! What the hell is Leone playing at?

Crime Lord reaches the top of the ladder, he stretches his arm out trying to grab the title as Leone looks up, checking his footing as the crowd chant his name....

RJ: Don't just stand there, Leone! Do some....................OH MY GOD! HOLY SHIT! LEONE! CONCUSS KICK!!!

MW: I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! HE DAMN NEAR DECAPITATED CRIME LORD!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!!! KEITH LEONE! KEITH LEONE!

RJ: CRIME LORD IS BROKEN IN HALF! GO ON KEITH! PULL YOURSELF UP, KID! GET THE DAMN TITLE!!!!

The crowd are in awe as the replays appear on the big screen. Crime Lord reaches up for the title belt as Leone runs up the angled ladder, hitting a thunderous Concuss Kick to the jaw of Crime Lord just as he grabs the title belt. Crime Lord falls from the ladder, crashing down into the mat as Leone's legs fall in between the angled ladder....

MW: In all my years, i have NEVER seen that! Leone just re-wrote the book on putting your body through the ringer!

RJ: HE'S GETTING UP! PULL, KEITH! PULL YOURSELF UP!

The crowd are wild, willing Leone to get up. He grabs hold of the ladder and lifts himself on to his feet. He climbs on to the ladder and step by step makes his way up the ladder. Each step cheered to the rafters by the crowd!

RJ: THIS IS IT! NEW CHAMPION! NEW CHAMPION!!

MW: NO! NOT LIKE THIS!!

RJ: YES! YES! YES! LEONE! KEITH LEONE IS YOUR NEW CHAMPION!!!!

Ding, ding, ding!!

Crowd: YEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

'Limo Wreck' roars from the speakers as he unhooks the 6WF Title, he looks down at the broken body of Crime Lord, the mangled bodies of Mike Hill and Nay Bother and nods in appreciation....

MW: What a match, 'Arj. What a PPV to end the year on!

RJ: I don't think i've ever seen eight men put their bodies on the line like i have tonight, they may never be the same again! But that man, Keith Leone defied everything, he tore up the rulebook, he came back from the brink and did what he said he came here to do! He took on the best. He picked his moment, and put his body, his career, his dream on the line and in the most spectacular fashion....

Leone stands on top of the ladder, clutching the 6WF Title, he holds on to the hook above the ring and raises the 6WF Title in the air and the crowd erupt!

Crowd: KEITH LEONE! KEITH LEONE! KEITH LEONE! KEITH LEONE!

MW: Now that's an ovation!

RJ: Say what you want, Mike, you don't have to like it, you don't have to care for him, or respect him, but that man there could be the future of 6WF, right now, he's the 6WF Champion, and i don't think anyone right now deserves it more after that performance!

Leone sits himself on top of the ladder, holding the 6WF title to his chest as pyro goes of around the arena as 6WF Payback goes off the air.