6WF Lockdown SuperShow! - Monday 18th March 2013!

The camera cuts to the backstage where Jack Reynolds is seen standing by. Reynolds seems slightly pre-occupied talking to someone off camera even though the camera is rolling.

JR: But I just think if it’s my interview it should run my…

???: I don’t care, my way is better and might keep people awake.

JR: I don’t get this hassle from other guys in the lock…

???: Save it Jack, it’s my way or the high way.

Reynolds lets out a sigh of despair before looking up at the camera and putting on a fake smile before he begins to speak.

JR: Ladies and gentlemen at this time I am joined (suddenly a hand comes from off camera and hands Reynolds a cue-card which he then reads off of) I’m sorry… Ladies and gentlemen, at this time I have the privilege to speak with the top name in 6WF today, the 6WF World Champion himself, Keith Leone.

The camera pans around to reveal Keith Leone standing beside Jack Reynolds, his 6WF World Title over his shoulder. Leone is laughing slightly at Reynolds, who looks moodily back at Leone, before Leone then speaks.

Leone: As always it’s a pleasure to be interviewed by you Jack, and may I just say, I love the new way you’re now doing these interviews.

Reynolds: (Under his breath) I’m glad one of us is. Anyway, my first question is how do you feel about last week’s events and your loss to Cobra in the main event?

Leone: Very good Jack, you didn’t even need the card for that one. What do I think about last? I think that Cobra and 6CW managed to get one over on me. I’ve criticized them all over the past few weeks, but I have equally shown the respect I have for them also, and they proved why they can be a fighting team at Lockdown. But with all of their team-work, all of the grit and determination they showed, the main thing that I can bring out of Lockdown is a lesson learnt for me. I forgot one of the first rules of life, D.T.A., and I won’t soon forget it after that match. I should have known that Lex wouldn’t be there for me by the end of the match, in fact I’m tempted to go and get my head examined for trusting him at all. I knew Lex is and always has been scum, but I thought he’d at least try to hide it before stabbing me in the back and going back to his “master” at Survival, apparently he’s lost some brain cells since 6CW closed though. Don’t worry though Lex, I can watch my own back from now on, and if I were you, I’d watch yours very carefully as if anymore “slip-ups” happen, I won’t think twice in taking you out of the equation at Survival. But it wasn’t only Lex who let me fall at Lockdown, we have one of the newest members of Team 6WF as well, the monster that is Lucas Takeo. I told you before the match I knew you were dominant and even tried to negotiate a deal that could benefit us both, but at Lockdown you showed that clearly you don’t understand Newton’s third law of motion. Every action has an equal and opposite reaction Takeo and screwing me over was not a smart move. I’ve killed giants before, hell, I’ve beaten factions single handed before as well, so as dominant as you think you are, you’re nothing compared to me. Now it would be stupid to do anything before Survival, as although you’ve pissed me off, you’re still a monster and a valuable asset as a partner, but remember that once I’m done with you as a partner, I’m coming to get you, it’s just how and when that’s still up for debate.

Reynolds: With that in mind… actually just give me the cards, I know you want to (Leone looks with slight pride as he hands the cards to Reynolds who looks tiredly back at him, before then reading off of one)… This week you team with the former, (clearly reading straight from the card) and I emphasise the word former, TAW World Champion TGA when you take on Mike Hill and Cobra. What are your thoughts on your partner and opponents in this match?

Leone: Another great question form you Jack, you could have a future in this job. Well I was never going to be overjoyed at hearing the news that the “great” TGA himself was the newest member of Team 6WF, and even less enthusiastic that he would be my partner this week. I mean I admitted last week I was hardly cheering him on when he fought the Saint and I didn’t shed a tear when he lost his precious belt, but unfortunately those feelings have to be put aside for a while. We’ve never got on TGA, you think I’m some punk from 6CW trying to take your spot or whatever, and I think you’re a dinosaur from a long gone era in professional wrestling, and we’re both righ… well one of us is right, so that’s close enough I guess. Clearly we’re not going to make the best tag team in the world, in fact if we don’t tear each other apart it could be counted as an accomplishment, but we both have to accept the fact that for this brief time, we are partners. I also know that as much as you dislike, you hate Cobra that little bit more, so if all you can do is take out Cobra, leaving me to fight with Mike Hill, that’s fine by me, but remember this, if you try to play the “captain” card on me, we’ll very quickly find a problem. Now onto our opponents for this week, starting firstly with the man who beat me last week, Cobra. I’d try and talk about getting revenge and all of that, but I have a feeling I won’t get much of a chance to get my hands on you, not while TGA is there waiting to pounce on you at the first chance he gets. I’ll just say this, I’ve beaten you before, and if you slip up for just one second, I will kick your head off, and make sure you realise that going into Survival, you’re still not at the top of the food chain, not while I’m around at least. The more interesting competitor in this match though is the newest member of 6CW, the man who’s just taken the unity away from their “band of brothers” as it were, Mike Hill. I’ve criticized TGA repeatedly for being a dinosaur, but at least there are some people who have seen him as a World Champion, whereas I’m fairly sure a survey of the audience would reveal they didn’t even know Mike Hill had held a championship in 6WF. It’s been a while hasn’t it Mike? I mean even in 6CW you couldn’t win a title, Jackson Black as a rookie proved he was better than you, maybe you should have taken that as a sign that you aren’t quite the “superstar” you try to portray yourself to be. But credit where credit’s due, you’ve managed to show yourself to be a tough competitor over recent months, the problem with you though seems to be the inability to finish the job. That’s a department in which I’m somewhat of a specialist however, and as I kind of doubt that many of Team 6CW are going to be waiting anxiously to help you out this week and at Survival, I suggest you get better at delivering the final blow quickly, otherwise you’re not going to have much of a fun fortnight with the beating you’ll take at the hands of any of “Team” 6WF. So basically, bring your A-Games boys, you’re going to really need them.

Keith Leone smirks at the camera before turning back to Jack Reynolds.

Leone: There, wasn’t that an awesome interview?

Reynolds: (Rolling his eyes) It was a master class Keith, up there with the likes of Frost and Nixon.

Leone: No need to be so sarcastic Jack, I’m just trying to help you do your job, I’m sure people like Geoff won’t give you such help.

Leone winks at Geoff and pats Reynolds on the shoulder before laughing as he walks off, leaving Reynolds to let out a sigh as the camera cuts away.

‘Papercut’ blares out to a chorus of boos as Marshall storms out into the arena, steel chair in hand, he doesn’t acknowledge the crowd in any shape or form as he marches into the ring, before unfolding the chair angrily and slamming into the ground and taking seat.

MM: ‘Now I’m not one to moan...’

(A loud cry of derision is heard coming from the crowd as Marshall doesn’t react and just stares angrily into space)

MM: ‘No I am not!’

(The boos get louder as Marshall can be seen getting angrier and angrier)

MM: ‘What I am is the only god damn reason you people turn up each and every week! I put your arses in seats, I get people tuning in at home and I prop this company’s merchandise sales up, yet this is how I get treated?’

MM: ‘Blindsighted, cheated, betrayed if you will, by the higher ups, I mean the addition of Chris Patricks, the perennial pain in my arse, is downright baffling, and I can only think of one reason why he has been thrown in. To screw me over, to prevent me from achieving what I deserve and to keep me down.

‘And I know who’s responsible for that, oh I know your game Walker, I can see right through you, you keep stacking the deck in your favour don’t you? Well I spoilt your perfect little plan by being named referee the other week, so no you had to go and throw Cobra in there didn’t you? Just to get your way and get golden bollocks to the top as that was the only way it would have happened, and then to top it off and keep your man in power you’ve had to throw obstacle after obstacle in my way, well you know what they say about the best laid plans...’

‘And I’m sorry to ruin them Alex, I really am, but that’s just what I am going to do, you see the two monkeys you’ve put in my way just aren’t on my level. Sainty, bless him, is past it. This is his retirement party before he becomes just another footnote in history as the man who started the Murdoch era, and I think that’ll be good for him, I mean look at him these days, a walking contradiction, a man who is so obsessed with him being ‘kept down’ that he is too blind to see that everything has been put on a plate for him, well come Survival Sainty I will make you see the truth when ironically the ‘era of a realist’ will come crashing down with a boot to the face and making you see the light, making you see the era of Murdoch unfolding before your very eyes.’

‘For whilst you may doubt that, whilst Patricks may doubt that, and I know sure as hell know Walker does, I couldn’t care less, this is meant to be, it is my destiny. I have been proving people wrong since day 1, whether it be Hero or Clarke James, Crime Lord or Rapture, hell even you morons out there, I’ve proved you all wrong several times over and I’ll do it all again, starting this Monday at the Supershow. Now I don’t care if that means having Patricks in my corner, as far as I’m concerned that wouldn’t be my preferred scenario, but it seems to be the lesser of two evils, and it will give you the perfect seat in the house as I fulfil my god given right and ascend to the top of the ladder and where I deserve to be!’

‘So come on boys, prove...me...wrong’

(Marshall throws down the mike and sits back down as 'what can I do to make you love me' can be heard gently playing out in the background)

Marshall is starting to get impatient when “Ascending Malice” hits and Chris walks out to a mixed reaction from the crowd, he strolls down to the ring and walks past Marshall before posing on the turnbuckles

Chris: It hurts doesn’t it Marsh

MM: What?

Chris: Getting fucked by the man, see you are too use to being on the other end of it, getting everything handed to you on a plate, not working for it but now it’s time to grip those ankles and think of a happy place

Chris starts to laugh as Marshall’s anger starts to boil over

Chris: And just for your information, Walker isn’t behind me being involved in this match you see this is what you get for rolling up your sleeves and putting in the work, I am on fire lately, my stock has shot straight up and Walker would be an idiot if he didn’t see the benefit of having me go for the title, come on a match between you and Saint isn’t really gonna sell is it, Friday at the Supershow I get my chance to go to Survival as a No1 contender again and trust me when I tell you this Marshall, I am not coming out second best…not this time…never again

You may think this is the time you take that last step and become a superstar but you just don’t have what it takes Marshall, you never have and you know it, just like Max Adamson knew it about himself and all the other nearly men, you just cant take the leap Marshall because just like a teenage boy in bed with a pornstar you wouldn’t know what to do with it….

Chris smirks at Marshall and shoves the mic into his hands

“They Say” by Scars on Broadway blasts out of the arena soundsystem and the crowd immediately rise to their feet in eager anticipation, despite still booing. The stage becomes bathed in smoky, deep crimson lighting, and two golden spotlights survey the ramp and stage, illuminating the arena in the colours of China.

RJ : We haven’t seen Cassius Zhi out here with a mic in hand for some time! This should be interesting to say the least…

The booing is suddenly amplified as the petite silhouette of Miss Jessica steps out onto the stage, and the sinister lighting quickly gives way to its normal bright hue as she walks out wafting the red smoke from out of her face.

MW : Looks like we’re not going to for a bit longer, ‘Arj. This should still be interesting though!

Jessica cuts across her throat with her hand, signalling for the music to cut, then stands atop the stage with her arms crossed, holding a microphone limply from one hand as she arrogantly chews and the booing gets even louder. She rolls her eyes petulantly then unfolds her arms, raising the mic to speak.

Miss Jessica : Oh come on. Seriously? Were you seriously expecting Cassy to come out here tonight?

Jessica giggles to herself, flicking her two pig-tails back behind her shoulders simultaneously with both hands.

Miss Jessica : Cassy hasn’t been able to put that cute little bear down for long enough to allow himself a little fun running down the likes of Crime Lord, Logan Kincade… not even Hero! So what the hell makes you think he would come out here for… (Jessica snorts a derisive laugh) James McManus? I mean… I know it would only take, like, two minutes to completely rip Jamesy apart, but still, like, what a waste of two minutes, right?

You can do a lot in two minutes, you know.

Hero can do it twice!

Fans : BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Miss Jessica casually flicks one of her ginger pig tails out of its hair-tie then re-does it, looking bored of the reaction. Once it dies down a little she continues.

Miss Jessica : What I am saying is, Cassius has got much better things to do than trade insults with some bore-off, old-school loser, who can’t even win, like, one 6WF European Championship despite having had probably a gazillion chances already. I mean… Hello James… the saying is if at first you don’t succeed – try, try again. It would be, like, totally uncatchy if it was if at first you don’t succeed – try, and try, and try, and try….. and try…. and try…. …. and try…..

Jessica feigns falling asleep, rocking back precariously on her high heels

Miss Jessica : Seriously, James, there would only be one thing more boring than applying that motto to your career, and that would be watching an old Mick McManus British Wrestling tape! I bet that’s why I can’t find Cassy anywhere right now. He’s probably laid back somewhere, with his little friend in his lap, like, totally comatose after doing some research for your match this week. ACTUALLY… silly me… there are probably two things more boring that applying that motto to your 6WF career; a Mick McManus British Wrestling Tape, AND a James and Jenny McManus Sex Tape. I mean, can you imagine? I bet both would be full of all boring technical positions and painfully slow reversals, climaxing in an angry looking sweaty pin… just, like, gross!

Jessica scrunches up her nose, disgusted, then twirls a strand of her hair with a malicious smile.

Miss Jessica : But it’s not all bad, Jamesy. Not everything has to be as boring as your lame-o existence. How about I let you come out here and talk to an attractive girl, probably for the first time in your life… and I’m talking really attractive now, not that fake attractive that takes ages in the morning in front of the make-up mirror and ages again hunched over the toilet bowl after dinner like Jenny… and you and I have a little therapy session? After all, we’ve both been having problems with absolute mentallers over the past few weeks. Shared experiences or whatever...

RJ: Well this is it, we're coming up to the final Lockdown before Survival.

MW: And what a show it's going to be! Everyone's eyes will be on that final part of the show, Arj, where we'll find out who the final members of 6wF and 6CW are.

RJ: Speaking of that match, I'm being told we're about to hear from the self-proclaimed captain of 6wF- TGA!

(There's already a small section of the crowd chanting '6wF', but this is quickly drowned by cheers when 'Just Close Your Eyes' starts playing. There's a little smoke forming at the top of the ramp but the imposing silhouette of TGA is clear. The noise reaches a new level as TGA steps through the smoke and everyone can see his 'Team 6wF' t-shirt.)

RJ: Teej has always said that he's 6wF through and through, I guess this is just another way of showing it.

MW: Or another stupid attempt at sucking up to these idiots... Wait, what's in the bag?

RJ: I'm sure we're gonna find out!

(TGA has a gym bag over his shoulder and strides down the ramp. For the first time in weeks there is the smallest of smiles. He climbs onto the turnbuckle, picking up a mic on his way, and beats the 6wF logo on his chest.)

Crowd: 6-W-F! 6-W-F! 6-W-F!

RJ: He might not have the full support of some of his team mates Mike, but you can't argue that these fans aren't 100% behind him.

MW: As much as the ass-kissing annoys me Arj, you're right. Teej knows that they need all the help they can muster to take on Team 6CW.

(TGA throws the bag into the middle of the ring and stands over it waiting for a hush to descend. When it does he he turns 360 and looks out into the crowd.)

TGA: And that's what makes 6wF the best damn federation you'll ever see!

(Crowd pop.)

TGA: I know people have been questioning where my head's at... Is TGA only joining 6wF to get his hands on Cobra? Is TGA able to coexist with 6CW alumni? Is TGA going to only look out for number one?

Well you can be rest assured that I am the most committed member of Team 6wF to the company. This is the federation where I started my career and where I will end my career. No other company has ever attracted me. You can take your 6wE's, your CWA's and your 6CW's and you can chuck them into the trash can because that's where they all belong. No-hopers and small fish looking for smaller ponds are the only characters who actually enjoy being in those type of companies. For the men that really want to test themselves against the best of the best, they try and get a move to 6wF.

This is where Lex Hart and my partner this week, Keith Leone, redeem themselves. They realised that the pond they were swimming in was too small for them. They probably looked around the locker room and saw just how bad a state the roster was in. Who could ever call themselves a professional wrestler if they just stayed with such a company? And that's why I thought that these guys had been chosen to join 6wF. I might have not been able to see it at first, but perhaps McGraw had picked up on something I hadn't. But then I did a little digging. It seemed the B.O.D didn't want me to turn up last week, so I thought I'd spend the time recovering...

You want to know what I found out? Keith Leone and Lex Hart don't really give a damn about 6wF. All they're concerned with is themselves. Heck, Lex Hart is more bothered about his friend Geoff Steel with Team 6CW than he is about us. You want some proof? Roll the footage guys.

Two clips from separate interviews play on the tron...

Keith Leone: I never wanted to be involved in this whole “brand warfare”, it’s simply become a necessary evil for me to deal with. I don’t care that there are guys walking around waving the 6CW banner, and equally I don’t care that some guys in 6WF are upset that they’re challenged for the top spot once again... I remembered where that t-shirt had come from, who’s hands it had touched, and it was for that reason I threw it back to Steel, not because I turned my back on 6CW, not because I love 6WF.

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Lex Hart: Loyalties? My loyalties have never changed, I fight for me. This is not my fight. 6CW vs 6WF is not my war!

(The crowd murmur to themselves at what they have been seen, but no one is booing the footage.)

TGA: That attitude needs to change before Survival. Trust me, I think it's great that you want to look after number one and in any other tag team match I would hold the same values. But this is a different kind of game altogether. Forget about titles for a second, this match is fighting for the pride of 6wF. Even if you spawned from 6CW, 6wF is your home now and the company where you have been embraced.

Leone, I saw your interview. I don't want to play the captain card on you, but you point out any other experienced wrestler who has been with and loved this company for as long as I have, and still has the support of thousands of fans. Crime Lord; The Saint; Abe Abercorn; all have been top dogs in this company at one time or another but where are they offering their names up to fight for the company that made them? This week I want a chance to show you what it's like to team up with someone who's got your back. We've had plenty of differences up til now, and I can guarantee you we'll be at each others throats again soon, but up until Survival I'm your back up. Whether or not you want to watch my back doesn't really matter to me, I can take care of myself, but I think these guys would appreciate knowing they have a united team fighting for them. Up until a fortnight ago we were the two leading champions in this company. We're still two of the most dominant wrestlers in this company, but thanks to Cobra, one of us no longer has a title belt.

You may have been able to run away on Friday night Cobra, but only after you squirmed your way out of your shirt and scarpered!

(TGA rolls out the ring and starts to rustle around.)

MW: What is he looking for?

(TGA brings out a trash can and throws it into the ring. He follows it in and stands it up.)

TGA: This is where you really belong...

(TGA goes into the sports bag and lifts up to the crowd a ripped 6CW t-shirt.)

RJ: That's the shirt he ripped clean off Cobra's back on Lockdown!

TGA: On Monday night you might try your best to avoid me- you can't run forever. Even if you somehow manage to Houdini your way out of my reach at Lockdown you'll have no choice but to face me at Survival. I can wait... I'm not a patient man so you are only prolonging the inevitable beating that I am going to dish out to you. I have every faith that Leone can do some damage to you. I know that Lex Hart can inflict serious pain on you. I know that Takeo is capable of throwing you around like a ragdoll. But none of them can really hurt you like I can.

I worked for years trying to get back into 6wF and become World Champion. All of that disappeared in less than a minute of your meddling. I've told you time and time again that hell hath no fury like a pissed off champ, but I don't think it's set in. I am The Godsent Athlete and I have no qualms about travelling to the fiery pits of hell to do battle with you Cobra.

(TGA throws the t-shirt into the bin and pulls out a bottle from the bag and a small box from his pocket. As TGA speaks he walks slowly around the can and pours the liquid in.)

TGA: I send people to hell and watch them burn... Slowly... Painfully... Mercilessy. That is exactly what I intend to do to you, Cobra. Be that on Monday Night Lockdown or Survival. You will join the rest of your pathetic rejects and burn in hell. Only this time there's not going to be any phoenix rising from those ashes.

(TGA puts down the bottle and lights a match. He flicks it into the bin and a massive flames jumps up. The crowd start a 6wF chant as TGA just watches the t-shirt burn with a sadistic grin on his face.)

Backstage at the 6WF arena- Lex Hart is not yet dressed for his match when he is approached by Jack Reynolds

JR:Dress down Friday Lex?

Lex looks himself up and down, Lex is dressed in baggy grey sweat pants that are stained with paint and his Team 6WF t shirt

Lex smiles wearily the worry lines on his face more visible than past weeks his eyes bearing the weight of the world
LH: What ermm???

JR: I know it's comic relief have you come dressed as a doley from Liverpool ??

Lex scratches his head his thoughts clearly elsewhere
LH: Have you seen Kenty??

Reynolds changes tact as he realises Lex is troubled
JR: No sorry, are you ok?

Lex is staring into space

JR:Lex are you ok?

Lex starts to wander away mumbling to himself

Reynolds turns to his camera crew
JR: Do you think we should follow him?

Lex starts to turn the corner as Jack and his crew begin to follow
JR: Keep the camera rolling

Lex walks slowly down the corridor almost tripping over his feet as he appears to be lacking concentration. Lex stops at a door and raises a hand to knock but stops
The camera zooms in on the door the sign reads
Mr Kenty

Lex takes a large intake of breath and then knocks three times, he takes a step back awaiting an answer - Lex looks to the sky and closes his eyes, momentarily he starts to walk away but then the door opens

Lex smiles nervously and holds out a hand

The camera begins to roll and we appear in the locker room area of the arena, there are rows of doors on either side of a long corridor with superstars name written inscribed in big letters, the camera passes such name as Cassius Zhi, Mr Kenty Lex Hart and Lucas Takeo before finally coming to a halt outside a door that reads Geoff Steel. The door to the room then opens and the camera enters, Geoff Steel can be seen in his wrestling attire and a sleeveless 6CW vest, he has in held in his hand what looks like an old tatty leather bound book, the camera approaches Steel and he looks up noticing the camera, he opens the book and stares at old newspaper clippings, the camera zooms in on the book and Steels voice can be heard narrating.

26th October 2009-Former PCW Champion causes fireworks on his debut- the picture shows Geoff Steel standing tall over a fallen Gingerflash

GS: My debut in 6CW I remember it like it was yesterday, just a kid trying to make a name for himself testing his hand in the big leagues for the first time, sure I may have already one championships in smaller federations but that meant nothing to the fans in the attendance, few had even heard my name before let alone knew anything about me. I can still here the boos I received that night and it makes me laugh to think that once every man woman and child was against me, what can I say I was more hot headed back then, Gingerflash and I had history he was stealing what was supposed to be my spotlight, I didn’t think about how the greater universe would consider my options that’s something I had to learn and fast. It wasn’t long before we were on the same page and our relationship truly started to blossom and that’s when my career really started to take off

Steel then turns the page to show a new picture and a new article

23rd May 2010 – Steel Finally ends his wait for his first taste of 6CW Gold- the picture show Geoff Steel stood atop off a turnbuckle with the T.V title held above his head with a huge smile on his face

GS: My first piece of silverware in the big leagues and the first time I really felt like I belonged to have my name in lights with the other big stars of the industry, beating one of 6CW greatest ever superstars in the process was the icing on the cake it made my year. That first taste was enough to have hooked for life the sensation of carrying around the golden strap, the almost instant recognition I received wherever I went. I learnt lessons as a champion I couldn’t have without gold strapped around my waist. Lessons like knowing to truly be successful you can’t have any limits, you need to push yourself and be as hungry as the man your facing or face losing your prize asset. I also learnt the harsh reality is where gold in concerned you cannot trust anybody other than yourself, there will always be somebody after what you have, men are easily corrupted by power, guys like Lex Hart, Keith Leone or Alex Walker. You need to have eyes in the back of your head and accept that danger and the unknown is around every corner.

Steel turns the page once more, to reveal a hug article with a bold Title
13th August 2011- Steel stands with the world at his feet- the picture shows Geoff Steel on his knees clutching the World Heavyweight Championship inside the elimination chamber.

GS: My crowning glory, proof that at that time I was the best in the world, beating six other men and Genesis in the process, I knew as I locked into my pod that this was going to be my night, I’d come close before but there was something in the air that night it just felt right it was my time to shine. Finally I claimed the grandest prize on offer something I had only dreamed about on my debut, I still have to pinch myself sometimes to convince myself that this is reality. When I look back I like to think that I brought back meaning to that title, defending it the correct way, accepting all challenges, never looking to take the easy way out, the way a true champion should. My only regret is not being able to defend the title before it was taken away from me, have to relinquish my title through injury was not the way I wanted my reign to end, although I was never beaten for that title it still leaves me with a sour taste in my mouth, I never really stop thinking what might have been had I not crossed paths with team Japan that night.

Steel then flicks the page once more, only this time the page is blank apart from a 6WF logo at the top.

GS: There are still plenty of pages left to fill in the story of my life, more dreams for me to realise. Six months ago I debuted for the company I once thought tooth and nail against, although I may have picked up minor wins in that time I haven’t achieved anything truly defining of my time here. One day I hope to climb to the top of the mountain once more, to crash through the glass ceiling, at the moment that is just out of reach, in its place stands an opportunity, an opportunity to make a real name for myself here in this company and to proof that I am just as good if not better than the best they have to offer, in the process repay some old debts owed to the company that helped make and shape me into the very superstar I am today, the best, a superstar of the highest calibre. The others who frequent this place may like to think that in some way we are inferior and do not deserve to eat at the same table as them, at Survival they will learn first-hand just what 6CW rejects are capable of, whilst now they may not see me fit to polish their boots, I will not treat them with the same animosity, because we are better than them does not mean we have to become them.

Steel shuts the book and places it on the bench beside him before focusing back on the lens of the camera.

GS: At the 6WF Supershow I face off against Lucas Takeo, a man of great stature, a man with unequalled strength whose only principle is to cause a trail of destruction in his wake. Takeo is but one of many men who claim that they are unbeatable, a man who needs to set straight, to wake up and smell the coffee that just because he may have some extra weight behind does not mean that he gets to push around everyman he comes across, this isn’t the playground anymore. I’ve faced so called monsters before I know how they tick and what’s more I know I have it in me to overcome them. Lucas you may have a habit of beating legends of this industry as of late but you will have a much harder task of adding my name to that list, it most pain you to see a so called 6CW reject with an almost immaculate record in your company, you can claim all you like that I am not worthy but hey the facts state otherwise. I’m also not forgetting that this is another opportunity to build on the momentum of team 6CW a team you will face come Survival, right now if I was to pick a winner I would back my team every time, we act as one fluid movement, whereas team 6WF hasn’t got out of the starting block. To keep that momentum going I can’t afford to lose Lucas, I can’t afford to just give in, I’m in the position I have been in throughout my career I have something on the line to defend and that is the memory of 6CW. When you face me Lucas I ask you to bring all that rage, bring all that fury, try to dominate me, because whilst your caught up in all that anger, it makes you blind and vulnerable, then maybe I will introduce you to the monster in me, a monster that will help put 6CW back on the map.

The scene fades as Steel grabs the 6CW logo on his chest and beats it against his heart, staring piercingly down the lens of the camera.

Marshall is forced to take a step backwards as Patricks slams the mic into his chest, Marshall looks down at the mic before throwing it to the ground:

MM: ‘I’ve already got one thanks, although it is a good start to your new life as my assistant, even though you don’t technically start until Friday do you? Bit keen aren’t you?

‘But that’s your true level isn’t it Chris? Second best, just someone to do the donkey work and in my shadow, you say you’re on a roll? Really? Do you honestly believe that? One win over a guy who is incapable of winning these days and one over a distracted OAP, hardy a streak that’s going to go down in history is it? But hang on... what was the match you had before that...? Let me think...

(Marshall smirks as Patricks shakes his head)

MM: ‘Oh yes, wasn’t it was the one where I knocked you out cold in this very ring? You know ... I think it was! Well be warned Chris, that was just a practice run, I didn’t give a shit about that match, do you honestly think I wanted to be Saint and TGA’s minder? I hardly broke sweat back then, and that doesn’t bode well for you does it? Imagine what it’s going to be like when I actually want to win, and have no doubts Chris I do want to win this one, I want to win it to prove to you and every single naysayer out there that I can win the big one and that I do deserve to be at the top of this company, but most of all to show every single person what happens when they stick their nose in my business, where it sure as hell doesn’t belong.’

(Marshall picks up the mic and slams it into Patricks chest)

MM: ‘Think you might have dropped something... oh and FYI for Survival my warm up snack is just a big bag of midget gems ... no green one’s though, make sure you remember that.’

*The door of Mr Kenty's private locker room slowly opens, as Mr Kenty appears in full view to Lex, Jack Reynolds and the audience. He is dressed in workout gear from legs up, Black and purple trainers, Black tracksuit bottoms and a black vest. Kenty is looking at the floor, with an Iphone pressed against his ear as he is in deep conversation with someone on the other side.*

Mr Kenty: So next Saturday.. 1pm at Waterstones? Got you. Fantastic..I'm really sorry but I got to deal with something right now. It's been a pleasure Ann.. okay you too. See you Saturday.. bye now. Yes Jack, how can I help..

*Kenty looks up and is stunned speechless to see Lex standing in the door-way. A few seconds pass as the pair stare at each other before Kenty breaks the ice and smiles warmly as he begins to welcome Lex shaking his hand at the same time.*

Mr Kenty: Lex Hart.. no it can't be. THE Lex Hart! It's been sometime.. Come in, come in! I have always wanted to say this but Lex Hart has brought the party to my locker room.. I should be honoured good sir!

Lex Hart: Always one for a party, Hey Kenty?

*Kenty chuckles to himself as Lex strides wearily into the locker room, slowly followed by Jack Reynolds and his crew who stand in the doorway for the latest scoop. Kenty then turns back to Lex and begins to speak.*

Mr Kenty: Your going to have to excuse me Lex, my coffee machine is broken and I haven't had the luck of getting a kettle. Been very busy! but I have got a fridge.. bottle of water? you look a little parched pal.

Lex Hart: Go on then..I could do with a quick drink.

Mr Kenty: Good man.

*Heading to the black metallic fridge, Kenty opens the robust door and retrieves two bottles of fresh water before shutting the door which makes some noise as it creaks shut. Kenty nods at Lex confidently as he casually tosses the bottle which is caught by Lex who smiles cheekily as he opens the bottle and takes a little swig. Kenty takes a quick refreshing swig also before clearing his throat and then speaking.*

Mr Kenty: Your going to have to excuse me again Lex, the mess in here is atrocious. I have dumbbells, medicine balls, mats and a barbell set all over the shop! It's not good.. I already have had a little pinch from those above about the mess in here.. it doesn't reflect the company well but then again I believe it's organised mess. But I digress! please take a seat mate..

*Kenty and Lex both head over to a little enclosed area, where two white voluptuous chairs are both placed. The chairs are facing together with a plasma television mounted on the wall opposite. The two sit down, slowly sinking into their comfortable chairs. Kenty reclines slightly, stretching out in a very relaxed manner as Lex casually sits, his hands in his lap. Kenty breathes out and then begins speaking as Lex Looks on.*

Mr Kenty: I'm kind of glad you came here Lex.. It's always good to see a friendly face in times like this. Despite the fact your on the "Other side" so to speak I still feel we can openly chat about things both professionally and personally.

Mr Kenty: In many ways I find it refreshing just to have a chat.. I mean you know what it's like Lex. Interviews.. media commitments, PR activities, pressure.. sometimes it's nice to kick back and relax and appreciate the little things in life.

Mr Kenty: It's always very nice to be in the company of someone I can trust also. We have been through a hell of a lot these eighteen months or so Lex. And the only thing that has grown is the respect I have for you which has stayed with me despite what people have said.

Mr Kenty: Your actions sparked what some call.. revolutionary. I called them at time genius and a master-stroke. The way you nearly brought down a company provided many guys in a distinctly weird way the inspiration and drive to strive for their goals.

Mr Kenty: Now I'm not saying that I condoned those actions of bringing down a company I worked so hard to get into and so hard to stay in and maintain my superstar status.. but at the time my hands were tied. I couldn't speak out because of obvious reasons. I felt vulnerable and felt that the only way I could survive was to stay calm and keep the equilibrium.

Mr Kenty: But now I hope that you respect what I'm saying and feel confident in sharing and acknowledging my views. I wan't to know why.. what made you, Lex Hart decide to do what you did? because I have heard so much but heard little from the man himself.. what made Lex Hart did what he did?

Mr Kenty: But we can always chat about that later.. ancient history and all. I respect you so I know you will answer me honestly and openly because I feel we can trust each other that much.. because as I have said before we have been through plenty, you and I.

Mr Kenty: But.. back to the present. Somehow our paths have crossed yet again. What is it with Mr Kenty and Lex Hart! I guess it's because of our looks and charisma huh? drawing all these ladies in really.. essentially they only hired us because of that!

*Lex chuckles as Kenty takes a swig of his water again, before sighing and continuing to chuckle. Kenty then starts speaking again. *

Mr Kenty: But no.. I mean as I have always said any show with the names on the card such as Lex Hart on it will be a winner. I just think it's incredible to think that the pool of talent is so big over here that it's impossible to get to the top. The work the hours the list goes on.. but since guys such as yourself are here it will be even harder.

Mr Kenty: I'm not under any illusions though.. I know what your all about. Team 6WF.. I know what it's all about. All you guys claim that your fighting for different causes but I know deep down it's more.. if anything your fighting for pride. Your fighting for the pure hatred for the establishment.. and that's what bonds you all.

Mr Kenty: Team 6WF is built on experience, dominance and a persistent will not to back down. Much like the traits you have had and the traits you will continue to possess. But.. this experience..dominance and persistent will of the warrior comes at a price and you and I both know what that is.

Mr Kenty: The price to become undisputed number one. Every single member of Team 6WF want's it so bad it consumes them. It consumes them until their ego is filled. And when that ego is filled then to hell with every other single man on that team. I'm safe in the knowledge that the ego's on 6CW can repress the will to be number one and co-operate as a team..for the greater good. Even the most recent edition in Mike Hill.. now that will be fireworks however but despite our differences I feel we can achieve together.

Mr Kenty: But Team 6WF.. Danny has picked some hasn't he! boyo Lex! it's going to be a tricky one huh? but no.. I have total faith it will work out for your team one way or another. I truly hope it does.. I have seen Danny on one and wow.. the guy can go can't he!

Mr Kenty: As far as tonight goes.. I think it will be a good warm-up for us both. I have been talking about student Vs teacher for a couple of weeks now and I find our matches so far on 6WF fascinating.. even if they were tag matches.

Mr Kenty: What I'm fascinated about is this single match coming up.. and in many ways I have been wishing it to happen for months now. I'm always up for a challenge and If I'm honest pal I wasn't expecting a Lex Hart vs Mr Kenty fight anytime soon!

Mr Kenty: But I do wan't you to know I will be giving one hundred and ten percent out there tonight.. I always do know matter who they and what they have done in the past. And I'm fully expecting you to bring your all because that is what we all expect. Nothing more and nothing less.

Mr Kenty: But that's later on..as for now I'm so happy to be chatting to you and catching up. It's great.. but I must ask, what can I do for you? you look a little tired mate.. what can I do for you? need to get something off your chest?

*Kenty clasps his hands together and rests them behind the back of his head before reclining on the white chair, almost stretching totally chilled out with a broad smile on his face. Lex takes a long swig of water, screws the cap back on before breathing deeply and looking back at Kenty.*

Lex places the bottle on the floor he stands and starts to pace the floor nervously
LH: Wow you've done really well for yourself here

Lex runs his finger across the TV screen
LH: It's great to see how well you've taken to 6WF and how you've been welcomed into the fold - I mean I never doubted for a second that you'd be a huge success over here
Lex smiles nervously
LH: You always had great potential - Genesis nearly robbed you of that

Kenty looks confused as Lex looks to the floor
LH: I'm s........

Lex stops mid sentence, he picks up the bottle of water and takes a large sip, holding the bottle in his right hand he continues to pace, Lex turns to face Kenty his eyes wide
LH: I wanted to come here tonight and explain

MK: What have you got to explain, I bear no grudge as I said you created an opportunity
Lex cuts Kenty off
LH: I used you ...... I used you all for my gain, nobody else.It was all about me!!!!!
Kenty smiles
MK: But that was the past we are both very different people now

Lex laughs
LH: Are we????.
Everywhere I turn the mistakes of my past haunt me
They are used against me.Everything I do is an attempt to make up for what I have done.And why?????

Redemption????.

Is this redemption?
Questioning every move I make,constantly trying to prove that I have changed, caring more for the impact my actions have on others rather than the detrimental effect it is having on my career

Am I a better man now? - Am I the best I can be?
I used to be a champion now what, what have I become now????

For all that I have done am I any better in the eyes of the world
Am I trusted?

MK: I trust you

Lex snaps
LH: Then you are mad, I do not trust myself!!!!!!!

Lex holds his head in his hands
LH: I'm sorry, this is not how I wanted this to play out. I wanted to sit down, to reflect.To put aside any bull shit 6CW/6WF animosity and get back to what this should be about.....

Wrestling

Lex sighs

LH:When did this get so complicated?????

Lex slumps back down in the chair, looking to the floor

LH: I shouldn't have come here

“Lonely Boy” by the Black Keys hits and the crowd boo as 6WF’s self-claimed Power Couple walk out to the ramp, Max Adamson and Clarissa are wearing matching t-shirts, Max has the left half of a red heart on a white shirt and Clarissa has the right half of the same heart on her shirt.

MW: I get it, their love fits together…

RJ: How can you be so happy for these two? They saw fit to play a pointless trick on the Freeweight Champion Nay Bother, when they didn’t even need to!

MW: Yeah, but it’s all about mind games RJ. Max could have had “another shot” at Nay’s title, but instead he got into Nay’s head, Clarissa into Nay’s head, and now not only do they have a title shot with Nay’s blessing, the newest Power Couple in 6WF have an advantage going towards Survival.

(Max and Clarissa get to the ring, Max opens the ropes for Clarissa to enter the ring, and Clarissa returns the favour for Max to enter the ring. Clarissa grabs a microphone and passes it to Max, they kiss and Max speaks)

Max: Come on, did you really think we were on our last legs? I mean, sure, Clarissa didn’t exactly please me when she got involved in my Freeweight Title match, but she more than made up for it when she came up with the plan that means I have a rematch at Survival. Pure genius from the lady with the beauty and the brain. Cameron Faith had too much faith, he fell for it hook, line and sinker. He offered a rematch, because he’s a “fighting champion”.What Nay Bother is, is a stupid, stupid man. Nay Bother is a good fighter, but he lacks the brain power to remain as Champion. See, now he’s given Max Adamson another chance. David beat Goliath in a one-off, he wasn’t stupid enough to give Goliath a rematch.

MW: Isn’t that because Goliath died?

Max: Max Adamson is going to Survival, Max Adamson is going to do fine tune, and go into Survival at my peak. I will go in there, and I will beat Nay Bother for the Freeweight Championship. I guarantee it. But to fine tune, I need to beat people better than Nay Bother. Logan Kincade is one of those people. He is better than Nay Bother, and his win ratio is better than anyone in 6WF. A win for Max Adamson this week and you’ll see signs of the beast who won the big one in 6CW re-emerging. I am more focused than ever before Nay, and you should embrace that title, enjoy it while you have it. Survival will be about a lot of people and even brands surviving, but without a doubt the hardest and toughest thing for anyone at Survival is Nay Bother surviving as Freeweight Champion. And if you’re not already convinced, let me prove it against, ahem.

(Max clears his throat)

Max: LLLLLLLOOOOOOOGGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNN KKKKKIIIIIINNNNNNNNCCCCCAAAAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDEEEEEEEEEEEEE-AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

(Max winks at Clarissa and they smile)

Max: Logan, I’ve got a mission on my hands to take Nay’s title, but don’t take me for granted, I am going to be stood in this ring, facing you, and I am coming for you. You are my milestone, if and when I beat the guy who is statistically the most successful competitor in 6WF, it will prove I am on my game and getting to where I need to be. I don’t care what issues you have, I am going to focus on myself and I am going to win. Some people are born to win, I am one of those people. Because I am the Incredible Hunk, I am the Australian Phenom, and I am the next Freeweight Champion.

(Max grins and soaks up the crowd’s booing)

*Kenty looks deeply at a slumped, morose looking Lex who shuffles slightly. without taking his eyes off of Lex, Kenty takes a final swig of his water bottle before standing up and placing it in a nearby bin. Kenty then returns to his chair, taking a deep breath whilst sitting down. Lex looks up and both guys eyes meet up again, Kenty's baby blue eyes staring directly into Lex's, almost staring into his soul. A few seconds pass before Kenty speaks in a quieter and direct tone.*

Mr Kenty: History is a funny thing.. it follows you like a unrelenting ghoul. Wherever you go you will be remembered as the guy that did this or the guy that did that for either good or bad reasons. It can tear you up.. but what makes a person who they are is their heart. And the Lex Hart I know wouldn't be saying things like that.. the Lex Hart I know would get back up and come back swinging harder than every guy on the roster.

Mr Kenty: The Lex Hart I know wouldn't give a damn about the consequences.. the Lex Hart I know wouldn't let anything get under his skin. The Lex Hart I know wouldn't come into any superstar's locker room and talk about the past. As far as I'm concerned Lex.. what happened in 6CW is the past. Genesis.. was a long time ago. Genesis was something that in my eyes was a one off.. no superstar how bigger ego they may posses would ever think of controlling rebels that do what they please. They would be simply to afraid of managing or confronting the guys they were controlling..

Mr Kenty: I have always maintained a tough stance against people who use others to get what they wan't.. but back then I was a kid. I was a small kid who let others choose my path for me.. if you wan't to know the truth I was awestruck. I was presented with this massive opportunity and I was so determined to take it by any means necessary. That aggressive little hothead has gone.. that sneak has gone. I feel as If I have been born again.. I feel confident in the knowledge that you no that now I have seen the errors of my ways and if I was put in the same position again I would have to say no. And you know this Lex.. I'm not that kid any more. That kid who would carry luggage and perform every whim of those who believed they were above me.

Mr Kenty: Genesis proved to me and showed to the world why Lex Hart answers critics in such a way it blows them into complete darkness.. Genesis showed the millions around the world why it was the most complete and most dominant stable ever to grace a wrestling federation and we did it through teamwork and communication. Every seedy plan.. every backstage assault.. every venomous sanction, it was all planned. It was all concocted by Lex Hart and Alex Walker..and as I have said as a young kid to this I went along with it.

Mr Kenty: I went along with it because it I knew no better. I went along with it because I believed that was the right thing to do.. the right thing to do because it got me what I wanted. But back then I was blind.. I was blind because as you have said it was all for one man and one man alone. Of course I had my suspicions and of course I had my agitations but despite that I kept a cool-head.

Mr Kenty: As the months grew on and the days became longer.. I matured. I slowly kept maturing and maturing until I had an epiphany. I felt brave.. I felt like I had learnt my lesson.. learnt my trade and could pave my own way and leave my own mark in Professional wrestling. In a way that night.. changed my whole perspective. Do you remember.. the Hell in a cell? the main event.. that was when the coin dropped. That was when the house of cards all fell down and that was when I decided that was enough.

Mr Kenty: The following weeks and months I grew away from Genesis.. I moved away from that lifestyle and I moved away from the lies, deceit and treachery. I moved from strength to strength and managed to really develop myself as a athlete and as a human being. But what everyone was really paying attention to was.. what is Lex Hart going to do? Where is Lex Hart? and How is Lex Hart going to react?

Mr Kenty: I don't think you know it or you choose not to believe it but you leave a high impression on people. You see the Tweets.. messages and forums they are all buzzing about Lex Hart. You continue you to steal the spotlight and take the stage despite the situations you find yourself in.. It's just perplexing to me why you feel your in such a rut. I can't remember the last time I ever saw the Lex Hart like this.. it's sad. If only you knew the amount of impression you left on people.. you would be surprised.

Mr Kenty: I can understand if matches aren't going your way.. if lady luck has left you out to dry and the rub of the green is just not there but what you have just said to me stinks of giving up.. and I cannot understand that Lex. You have plenty to give.. you look at many on this roster and they desperately wan't to mirror your achievements in professional wrestling. And before you say "Kenty, stop ass-kissing" No, it's the truth. You ask any of the kids in the back.. the homegrown talent they will all say the same thing. How can we get to the standards Lex Hart set..

Mr Kenty: On another subject I believe trust is gained through friendship. I believe trust is earnt, in the same way that respect is earnt. Now, I feel as if we have been through a hell of a lot as I have already said. I make no bones about it.. I trust you. And I believe that if this trust is shattered or broken then in all honesty I wouldn't be surprised.. nor angry. I would accept it.. a lesson learnt. But the respect would still remain. The respect would still remain.. for ever. Because I would have a learnt plenty in our roller-coaster friendship that is coming close to two years now.

Mr Kenty: You may not believe it but I appreciate your visit.. It's always nice to catch up and keep in touch. As I said before it is hectic this life but we chose it! and like you, I'm extremely proud to be doing it and representing this company. If anything you need a little chat with someone to put life into perspective and I think it's always nice to kick back and relax despite a match against each other tonight.

Mr Kenty: But if we roll back the clock.. Genesis didn't stop my potential. Let's get that straight Lex.. Genesis was many things. Genesis was designed to create and engineer collectively the greatest superstars on the planet and for much of the time it did. It touched every single member of the 6CW roster in some way or another.. what stable has ever done that before huh?

Mr Kenty: So tonight.. when we meet in that ring. We put that all to one side.. we put aside the history, friendship and respect and put on one of the matches that steal the show. The only way Lex Hart and Mr Kenty know.. we both know that we have done it for years now.. so tonight let's both go at it at one hundred and ten percent without backing down.

Mr Kenty: I'm sure what you taught me back in the day will come in handy in the same respect that you will be ever knowing about what my tactics are tonight. After all old man.. you taught some of the best. Let's do it for Genesis.. Let's do it for 6CW but most of all let's do it for the present. Let's prove to the world that these two guys should be remembered as the guys that can engage an audience like no other superstar can that has graced that squared circle..

*Kenty quick as lighting jumps up and stares at a despondent looking Lex, lost deep in thought and concentration. Kenty stares down before offering his hand to Lex who looks up into Kenty's eyes. The pair have another staredown as Kenty continues to look on with a respectful and unrelenting demeanour as Lex looks up to speak.*

The crowd continue to chant 6wf as the t-shirt burns but the expression on TGA's face turns to fury as 'King of the Stereo' blares out of the speakers.

RJ: "Uh-oh, this could get interesting."

The crowd heat reaches near nuclear levels as Cobra steps out onto the stage wearing a 6CW t-shirt and twirling a microphone in his hands. He looks down at TGA and points to the three letters on his t-shirt.

Cobra: "Wow, that's quite a statement you're making there, Teej, burning a torn piece of fabric. You can do that all you want, you can attempt to attack me, you can start fires but all you are is distracting yourself from the realization that you and the rest of Team 6wf don't stand a chance at Survival. I may not know a some of the guys on Team 6CW too well but I know that they are all committed to the cause to make damn sure that egomaniacs like you and Keith Leone face some consequences for the verbal diarrhea you spew into those microphones each and every week.

And I'd like to tell you that it isn't personal that I cost you the world title but I can't. I did that to you because I wanted to see you suffer. I don't like you, Teej, never really have, I guess it's because I've never quite understood all the hype. You walk around here thinking your God's gift to wrestling because of a world title reign you had what? Five years ago?"

Cobra laughs as TGA just continues to stare a hole through him.

Cobra: "And yes, you've got all these fans chanting for you and 6wf but you couldn't do that without some help. I've always been able to let my talent in the ring do the talking while you, you think the only way to get a reaction is to show up in a fucking monster truck to announce your supposedly triumphant return. That's what you are, Teej, you're all flash and no substance. You say you're going to lead 6wf to victory you say that you're going to kick my ass but after all the years of seeing you make threat after threat, I just don't believe you.

So you burn as many shirts as you, whip this crowd into a frenzy so they're all behind you at Survival. But, it's all going to be for nothing. Because you're looking at the man who's team mates show nothing but the utmost respect, who know he's the leader that will put the likes of you down for the count. I'm the best wrestler in the world and I started that journey the second I set foot in a 6CW ring. And now, I'm repaying the favor by joining Team 6CW and that spells very bad news for you. You should have stayed out of this, Teej, you're setting yourself up for another huge disappointment."

Cobra pauses for a moment as the crowd chant 'You Sold Out!'

Cobra: "I sold out? I sold out? No! I'll tell when I sold out, I fucking sold out three and half years ago when I made the mistake of siding with 6wf in the Invasion! This time, I'm doing the right thing, I making goddamn sure that 6CW gets the long overdue win it deserves. And I'm sure all you pathetic slobs were crying into your wrestling dirtsheets when I cost that jackass in the ring his world title but it's not my fault you were all too stupid to see it coming, I do what I do for me, not the fans, not the management, ME!

So, Teej, the best thing I can do for me is to first of all team with my old associate Mike Hill and show everyone in this arena and the millions watching at home that the former TAW champ and the current 6wf Champ are nothing but an absolute joke! Then it's on to Survival where once again I'll be standing tall over your unconscious body."

Cobra smirks as the crowd boo loudly. TGA's jaw tenses in anger as he looks up at the Shining Light.

Lex stares for a second before his face softens with a smile, he laughs and whispers almost under his breath
LH: The student becomes the master

Lex jumps to his feet a new found bounce in his step, he places a hand on Kentys shoulder
LH: Your memories of the past are perhaps blurred by the promise of your future, but Thankyou, this , tonight it means a lot ..... The last few weeks has gone so fast, things have escalated so quickly- What should have been an exhibition of all that is great in this business has become a battle of ego's , we have been drawn into a battle that is not our own, we are fighting for causes that we do not care about

6WF vs 6CW , no matter who wins what then???
What does this actually mean long term???

I know people look at me with mistrust, they think that somehow I am pulling strings, that I am not being honest about my intentions

Christ I question my own actions - It's driven me to the edge. That's why I am here tonight. I needed to reflect. I wanted assurance. I was looking for somebody that I know, that I trust and look up to to tell me that history is not repeating itself

That the mistakes of the past are not happening again

Kenty smiles
MK: This is not Genesis - We are all very different people

Lex turns away, a smile on his face,
LH: Yes.......... Yes we are


Lex turns quickly
LH: Anyway enough of this therapy session. I've taken enough of your time. I've ...... We've got a match to prepare for

Kenty smiles and Lex again holds out a hand

LH: Lets make this something they talk about for years to come

Kenty shakes the outstretched hand
MK: May the best man win

Lex winks, squeezing Kentys hand
LH:Oh I will

Lex turns to leave but stops by the door his eyes narrow
LH: All of this, the trappings of fame, it's not important Kenty
Don't lose sight of what really matters
Don't forget how you got here

Lex pauses for a second, choosing his words carefully

LH:Don't lose who you really are!!!!

Lex smiles for a second before walking through the open door, as he passes Jack Reynolds and the camera crew he winks

LH: Did you get that???

Jack Reynolds is standing backstage watching over his interview with Keith Leone as Colbert Pickwhistle strolls by…

Reynolds: Mr Pickwhistle, can I grab a few minutes of your time?

Colbert turns round looking at Reynolds with a confused look….

Colbert: Of course, dear boy…..who are you?

Reynolds sighs…

Reynolds: Colbert, it’s me, Jack…

Colbert: Jackson? Jackson is it you?

Colbert clasps his hands around the face of Reynolds, staring him in the eyes….

Reynolds: Jack Reynolds, Colbert? The Interviewer….

Colbert releases the hold, looking sheepish…..

Colbert: Ah yes, Reynolds. Sorry about that. Flashbacks you see. Reminds me of ‘Nam.

Reynolds: You were there?

Colbert Yes. It was a dark time for me, Jack.

Reynolds: I can imagine. Were you there long….

Colbert: A few weeks….

Reynolds: Weeks?

Colbert: Had to leave…..for my own safety.

Reynolds: Oh god, were you hurt?

Colbert: Hurt?

Reynolds: In the war?

Colbert: War?

Reynolds: Yes! The Vietnam War!?

Colbert: E-Gads, man! I wasn’t in the war! I was talking about my holiday! I thought I saw Jackson! Grabbed Johnny Foreign Eyes, asked him why he was impersonating the man. Before you know it the embassy are involved. All very hush, hush. Smuggled me over the border and back home. Nasty business. Anyway, alls well that ends well, what can I do you for?

Reynolds shakes his head with an exasperated look on his face….

Reynolds: This week you’re going up against Scorpion one on one after last weeks defeat, how are you feeling?

Colbert: I’m ready for anything, Jack. Boy thinks he’s got my number well no sir. The Earl of Ponkleville is ex directory! Sporkion talks a good match but he’s going to get another shot of surprise when he steps in the ring this week. It’s time to put this young man to the sword. See what he’s made of.

Reynolds: You seem pretty confident? Can we say the same of Finlay?

Colbert: Ah, the blessed Finbow. My word he’s focused. Prancing round the ring like a haggered Michael Flatley buzzed on caffeine. He’s up for this. Mark my words he’s ready. The put downs, the threats, the insults and barbs. Sporkion’s lit a fire up under his belly and the determination would scare the pants off a nun in the Vatican. He’s an animal, Reynolds. That Irish fighting spirit is back. He’s been unleashed. Like the dogs of war. The man Finlay is back, bigger and better than ever!!

The crowd roar with approval as Colbert enthuses over his partner….

Reynolds: And where is he now…..

Colbert stops, his face going slightly red….

Colbert: Erm. Well, he’s….erm. Having a nap. Tiring work all this, Reynolds. We can’t all be young in the tooth like you lot. He’ll be up in a bit, I’ll send him your way. Or you can come find us. Yes, probably best you come see if he’s awake. Don’t want to push him. Grumpy old bugger at times.

Reynolds: Thanks for your time, Colbert…

Colbert: Not at all, pleasure was all mine…….EN GARDE!

Crowd: EN GARDE!!

Colbert struts off down the hallway as Reynolds chuckles to himself.

(The crowd continue to boo Cobra as TGA still stands behind the burning trash can. TGA slowly walks around to the front of the can, now at the ropes and staring straight down the ramp at Cobra. The sweat trickles down TGA's face and he wipes his forehead before raising the mic to his lips, silencing the crowd.)

TGA: I see you're still not a fan of getting close to me. In fact, I'll admit that I'm shocked you even had the balls to come out to the stage. Fed up of running away now? Of course not, you just don't want to be seen as a coward... Again. The only reason you were able to lay me out when you had the chance was because I didn't expect it. I know that it's not the best excuse, but I had to give all my focus to The Saint. I didn't expect to have to look over my shoulder and see if you would be the one to plunge the knife in my back.

(TGA mockingly laughs and dramatically gestures his arm towards Cobra.)

TGA: There he is, ladies and gentlemen, the 'best wrestler in the world', leader of 6CW, Captain Cowardice- Cobra!

(The crowd begin to boo again but Cobra just stands at the top of the ramp looking amused.)

TGA: You may think that I am all about the hype and that my threats are empty, but you could not be more wrong. Believe me when I say that whether it be this week or at Survival, I am going to tear you apart. You're not even the best wrestler in this company, yet alone the world! If you truly believe you are then why scarper on Friday night when I came hunting for you? I stayed out of your way until the match was finished, I'm not going to inconvenience anyone else, and I came straight down the ring with my eyes only set on one man. Instead of standing toe to toe with me you squirmed like a bitch and escaped as quick as you could. There will be no chance of escape at Survival!

You can rely on the support of your team mates; sure 6CW is a solid unit that can work together. I mean, Mike Hill and Mr Kenty side by side isn't going to be a problem once the match begins... Walker might like people to think that his side are all in it together but we can all see through the bullshit. Walker knows better than anybody that his side don't stand a chance at Survival, the only slight advantage he can play on is unity. Newsflash kid, it don't matter if you're all friends before you step in the ring- the squared circle changes everything.

If you trawl through my 'verbal diarrhea' I'm sure you'll find all the shit I've talked on Leone, on Hart and on Takeo. Heck, if you had the time to look through everything we've all said I'm certain you couldn't paint a pretty picture of a cohesive team. But no previous situation has come close to what we'll experience at Survival. McGraw hasn't tried to bring us in through false pretences, he's picked his wrestlers wisely. Walker was even stupid enough to give Team 6wF the fastest-rising star this company has seen since... Well, since me! The four titans that you'll be facing at Survival are the toughest SOBs you're going to find in this company.

(A faint 6wF chant starts up and TGA continues to talk over it.)

TGA: You hear that Cobra? That's what we'll be fighting for. For most of the guys in the match it'll be the zenith of their careers so far. But for the losers? It'll be the end of theirs. Team 6wF is man enough to put personal grievances aside for the sake of the victory. We're both captains and this week we head to head with our VCs by our side... If you asked any sane person in this company who they would rather have on their side: Current 6wF Champion, hold no prisoners, Keith Leone; or long-time understudy to the greats, perpetual wallower in mediocrity, Mike Hill; you would only get the one response.

Leone's told you to bring your A-game and this is your final warning. Come to the match at your best and you might be able to walk away from the ring when we're finished. Turn up in second gear and I guarantee I'll make sure 6CW needs a new captain.

(TGA slides down from the ring and stands at the bottom of the ramp, now just staring up at Cobra.)

TGA: You should never have got involved in the big leagues Cobra. In this case, I think your hiss is worse than your sting. Your time is up. You tried to steal the limelight and now I'm going to make sure it burns you. It'll be a team effort, but I'm going to be giving you the final kick off the cliff.

(TGA jabs the 6wF logo on his chest as the crowd splits into two chants.)

Crowd: Keith Leone! T-G-A! Keith Leone! T-G-A! Keith Leone! T-G-A!

Hidari Kenji RP
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The scene opens up with Hidari Kenji sitting in the middle of the ring with the spot light on him as the fans are going crazy with mix reactions)

Hidari- This a public service announcement about my match Monday on Lockdown...

(The fans boo)

Hidari- I am out here for one reason and one reason only and that is to speak absolute facts.

(Fans Boos)

Hidari- I look around myself and see you people who boo and cheer for these wrestlers whenever they turn to do something good or turn and do something bad. But you know what bothers me the most is you

(Hidari points to the camera)

Hidari- For all you viewers at home do you not realize how much of hypocrites you are. You chant, you boo and once that guy goes from good to bad or bad to good you still give your reply... But thats not what I'm in the company. I am never changing who I am as a person!

(The fans boo)

Hidari- I would rather you all hate me for everything I stand for and what runs in my veins than appreciate me for something I am not!

(The fans boo)

MW: Aww Hidari is my favorite!

RJ: Get a room!

Hidari- This monday I will be featured in another tag team match! I realize all my matches since February have been nothing but tag team matches! Good Job Creative! And this time I am teamed with Crime Lord

(The fans erupt in more booes as Hidari smirks)

Hidari- To take own the boring talent of Nay Bother and Abe Abercorn...

(The fans chhheer)

Hidari- Now as a Japanese Man I give my respect to what Crime Lord has achieve so far in this company. Do I acknowledge any of his attributes? Not at all!

(Hidari pauses)

Hidari- You see I am the man who will soon me on the top of the food chain with my Team. I will be the one to set records and make history! Back in 2012 I've been told that I was the Greatest European/International/Japanese Champion in 2012. I ooze Power! And soon you people will all realize that!

RJ: Bull$hit! Says Who!??

MW: HA! SAYS ME!!

(The fans boo)

Hidari- Crime Lord..you have your 15 minutes of fame and you might have secure the top trophy but I never did it yet and beat former World Champions who stand in my way of climbing that ladder!

(The fans boo)

Hidari And as for Nay Bother... I have alot to get off my chest... Nay you overrated piece of European Dirt! You bring no prestige to that Freeweight Title!

(The fans boo)

Hidari- Whenever I see you walk around with that strap I look and see nothing but disrespect you give it. That title should be around the waist of a joke! It should be around the waist of a real man!

(The fans boo)

Hidari- A Japanese Man!

(The fans boo)

Hidari- And after I'm the one to secure a pinfall in our tag team match! I want to be in line for a shot! Max Adamson can go back and buy that $2 slut Clarissa luxury while I'll be the man to end the reign of the current Freeweight Champion!

MW: Strong Words

Hidari- My problem with you Nay is that you walk around like you're the man! Where clearly you're a target you have a bulleye on your head and I'm the one aiming for it in case you didn't know!

(The fans boo)

Hidari- In time I will receive my title shot and in time I will be your First Ever Japanese Born Freeweight Champion!!!!

(The fans boo)

Hidari- And last not to mention Abe Flair or whatever you call yourself. Abercorn! I will defeat you because you're the man thats currently on my silver platter! The porblem i can't stand with you is that you act like the man in charge. You're worst than Mcgraw and Walker and I think both of those idiots can rot in hell!

(Mix Reaction)

Hidari- Abe just like everyone else you are a stepping stone I will indeed step over and I could care about what happens to you after I put you back on the shelf!

(The fans boo)

Hidari- Tommorow is just another match closer until I get my title shot! Its just another match closer until each of you idiots realize that I Hidari Kenji is professional wrestling!

(The fans boo)

I HIDARI KENJI IS THE MAN TO WRITE HISTORY HERE IN 6WF!

AND THERE'S NOT A GODDAMN THING ANYONE EVEN IN THE BACK CAN DO ABOUT IT!

MW: Ohhhh My!!!!

RJ: All bull$hit from Hidari!

(Hidari turns his microphone off and sits in the ring..scene fades away)

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

Edgecrusher blasts out as laughter can be heard before we see Logan walk out onto the stage, his hardcore title around his waist.

LK: hahahahaha! hahahahahahahaha!

LK: Max.... ooooh Max you funny aussie bastard. You realise we are talking about Cameron Faith? How has it taken you this long to take that title off of him? He is awful.... He can't take a chair shot to save his life, he doesn't seem punts to the face coming... hahahaha

RJ: Disgusting

MW: Amazing

Logan begins to walk down the ramp towards the ring

LK: I am your milestone? Please you are a nothing. You and your whore, why don't you get out of my ring?

Max looks towards Clarrisa who is livind as he tries to calm her down then smirks at Logan as if to say "that all you got?"

LK: This week is an insult to me, I should be up against the likes of T.G.A and Leone... people closer to my level... but still below it.

Logan climbs the steps and looks in from the apron.

LK: Instead.... I have to waste my time with the likes of you.

Logan turns around to face the ramp.

LK: Do you all understand now?!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

LK: Did you all see how easily I played and beat the living shit out of Crime Lord!? DID YOU NOT SEE!? I am unstoppable! I am the greatest Hardcore Champion! I AM THE GREATEST MAN TO HAVE EVER STEPPED FOOT IN THIS COMPANY!

Max looks unimpressed as Clarrisa and he talk to each other dismissing Logan's claims. As Logan turns to face them.

LK: You will be yet another non believer to have their eyes opened when I smash your petty dreams into a thousand pieces.... along with your bones. Now I don't doubt, you mean what you say But lets face facts Maxi. You are struggling to beat Nay Bother Cameron Faith whatever the fuck he calls himself. And I beat the crap out of the longest reigning World Champion in 6WF history like it was nothing....

Logan enters the ring and walks past Clarrisa and puts his hand near her head as she ducks out the way and Logan smirks.

LK: Now.... do you really think, you can beat me? I mean really? Deep down in your black heart. Do you believe it? Or do you not think.... maybe I should not come out to meet Logan this week.... I mean, you don't want to ruin your chances of being medically cleared to compete at Survival now do you?

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

MW: This guy get's better and better!

RJ: More and More deluded as each day passes!

MW: Please, how the hell are you not convinced? He has beaten the very best time and time again. If anyone is deluded, it's you RJ

Logan walks and leans on the turn buckle as he looks at Max who is grinning at him laughing a little to himself....

LK: Now.... be a good lad, and run along. I have some things to say to Crime Lord and you are cluttering up my wresling ring with your old lady....so ....you know.....piss off.

The opening bars to sad but true blare out over the speakers as it is lit up in a yellow and green light. Suddenly sad but true cuts out and the lights are replaced by a bright pink light and the music is replaced by Lets Get Outta Here by Madina Lake, there are a mixture of cheers as Jenny arrives on the stage wearing a bright pink tracksuit and white trainers, flicking her blonde hair to mock Miss Jessica as she stands staring directly at her.

MW- JENNY IS BACK IN 6WF

Jenny is handed a microphone as she giggles as the 6WF universe begin chanting Jenny over and over again she raises the microphone to her lips as the crowd begins to die down.


J- 2 minutes, 2 minutes Jess, you should know all about 2 minutes since thats how long each of your relationships seem to last. As for James lasting 2 minutes down there in that ring, somewhere James has called his home for a long time, don't Count on it You did see what he did to the Fanatic right? Someone much bigger, Much more angry, Much more aggresive than your Cassy Wassy

Jenny once again flicks her hair playfully to mock Jessica

J- Incase you didn't let me remind you, He shattered Fanatic's leg, sent him to the hospital and we will never see him again, not here, not 6CW, not EWF, nowhere.

The fans begin to boo, Jenny shrugs her shoulders

J- Sorry guys, but its true...... anyway back to you Jess, imagine what James can do to your unfoccused Cassius if he can do that to a very foccused fanatic, if anyone who will be lasting 2 mins or less it will be Cassius especially with James being as angry as he has been the last couple of weeks. My guess at what we may see is finally the destruction of Cassius Zhi 'like'

Jenny, again flicks her hair as Jess becomes more and more frustrated

(Adamson laughs as Logan Kincade looks deadly serious, Adamson reassures Clarissa and calms her down)

Max: You know, it almost sounded believable. Logan Kincade, this megastar, who thinks that because he’s the best stuntman in 6WF he’s also the best wrestler. Let me straighten something out for you, Logan. Nobody wins the Hardcore Championship by being a good wrestler. “The greatest man to ever step foot in this company”, only you’re arguably not even the greatest man from your own family to set foot in this company…

(The crowd begin a “Blue Dragon” chant, Adamson scoffs)

Max: I was only kidding, Blue Dragon’s an even bigger idiot than you Logan, and that’s saying something… I mean, it’s a bit rich for someone like you, a Mickey Mouser like you and your obnoxious family, to come out here, bigging yourself up and thinking you’re unique and original because you called my girlfriend names… There’s only one answer I can reply with Logan.

(Max clears his throat and does his best Harry Enfield impression)

Max: Eh! Calm down! Calm down! Dey do dough, don't dey dough…

(Max and Clarissa laugh while Logan maintains his serious expression)

Max: But lets be honest here Logan. I don’t give a rat’s ass about what you have to say to Crime Lord. I don’t care if you’re pre-warning him of a beatdown or coming out to him, this is Max Adamson’s time, and if I listened to every Tom, Dick and Logan Kincade whenever people criticised 6WF’s Power Couple and told us where to go, I probably wouldn’t still be in 6WF. I’d go as far as saying Max Adamson and Clarissa are the most disliked people in 6WF. Clarissa gets the kind of booing people like Logan Kincade only dream of, because Logan Kincade is a boring, glorified stuntman, who IS going to become the next victim of the Australian Phenom whether he likes it or not.

Logan glares at Max, Max smirks at him before he realises he isn't looking at him, but through him and at Clarrisa.

LK: Let's not get down to mocking where people are from becasue lets face it. An aussie is never going to win that arguement is it mate? But you see, people keep saying I am all agression, I am mindless.... they don't get it..YOU....don't get it.

Logan steps towards Max who readies himself only for Logan to walk past him and over to Clarrisa who snarls at Logan.

LK: You all have fallen for my trap. Just like the rest you have shown yourself for the fool you truly are......

I am far from a mindless rage monster. I am as techincal as I need to be...because I simply don't NEED to be. I can merely out punch the lot of you in this place. If I thought I needed to bust out the techincal moves... I could and I would.... shame that I have never needed to.

Logan stares into Clarissa's eyes.

LK: And with your little rant Max.... you gave me all the information I need. I don't need to beat YOU to beat you....

An evil smirk appears on the face of Logan as his eyes widen as he stares into Clarissa's eyes.

LK: Because I know the key to get into your head... I wasn't sure if she was the key.... but she is.... You care for this....... woman. and that makes you WEAK!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOO

LK: You are weak, and I... I am strong. I am calculating I watch when others talk. I fight because it's all I need to do to beat people in this place and sometimes... SOMETIMES! I don't even have to do anything.....

Logan pulls his hand back to slap Clarrisa as Max rushes towards him and Logan relents and laughs.

LK: Hahahahahaha...

Logan puts his hands up and walks backwards towards the ropes.

He steps through them and jumps down onto the mat.

LK: See you tonight Clarrisa........Max. Hahahahahahahahaa

Logan drops the mic and heads up the ramp as Edgecrusher blasts out over the speakers as Logan reaches the top of the ramp and unhooks his hardcore title before raising it above his head as the fans boo and Max and Clarissa look on. Logan dissapears through the curtain as the boos echo around the arena.

Max: What a bellend.

Clarissa: Agreed.

Max: Seeing as we have this rare Friday night off, what say we go make up for missing out on yesterday's, ahem, special day?

Clarissa: For the last time Max, i'm not going to cook you steak...

(Clarissa leaves the ring as Max smirks and follows)

Cobra shakes his head as he looks down at TGA, then around the cheering fans.

Cobra: "Afraid of you? What exactly am I supposed to be afraid of Teej? You could have hit me with that Black Hole Slam but you couldn't, I didn't run away. I outsmarted you, I took one of your most dangerous moves and showed the world that you can't even hit it one someone as good as me. So am I afraid of you? No. The fact of the matter is you aren't worthy of sharing the same ring with me and the only way I'm getting in that ring with you is if the 6wf pays me a lot of money to do so."

TGA smirks and rolls his eyes at the ridiculousness of the statement.

Cobra: "You can say you've got the better team, you can claim that Keith Leone is one of the best wrestlers in the world but do you really expect me to believe that crap? You're being backed up by someone who is just lucky. He's always been mediocre but on occasion can fluke his way to a championship. But luck isn't enough to beat raw talent and I have that in spades.

And tough? You think you're fucking tough? You're nothing compared to me. You're almost as lucky as Keith Leone that I decided not to retaliate last week. But you know what maybe I should teach you a lesson. 6CW is not to be messed with and if you think you can do that, then you're going to be one the wrong end of an ass kicking."

Cobra begins to walk down the ramp with TGA looking ready for a fight. Cobra climbs up on the ring apron and stares at TGA for a few moments. He then smiles and shakes his head then drops down from the apron with to huge heat from the crowd.

Cobra: "No, not tonight, Teej. I'm going to let you live in this delusional little world of yours a bit longer. But I can promise you that it's all going to come crashing down at Survival. That's if you and Leone don't realize you're out of depth after Lockdown."

Cobra drops the mic on the mat then backs up the entrance ramp as 'King of the Stereo' kicks in again. He smirks at TGA one more time before walking through the curtain.

Miss Jessica scowls at Jenny who is twirling her hair mockingly.

Miss Jessica : Seriously Jenny, like, imitation is the greatest form of flattery and all, but save it already, because I really don't need it hon'. We should really be working on your esteem issues instead.

I mean... Im worried about your state of mind Jen. Would you listen to yourself? Like, delusional or what? The destruction of Cassius Zhi? Are you for real now?

Jessica giggles patronisingly

Miss Jessica : I really don't care, or want to know how forceful McManus can be when he's angry... like, TMI already. Because whatevs, there is no way he is doing to destroy the Zhimeister.

Jessica twirls one of her pig tails and smiles slyly at Jenny

Miss Jessica : And anyway, even if he did, at least Cassy would leave a legacy behind. Because, like, at the end of the day Jenny, you and I both know that all these wrestlers just end up on the same junk heap. Broken, hurting, with some sort of pathetic dependancy to take the pain away. At least when it happens to Cassius, it will have all been worth it... World Titles, Trashy Awards, the respect of his peers...

Seriously? What will Jamesy have? What will that total loser have to make it all worth it? And what will YOU have Jenny... when you're forcing yourself to make love to some drug addicted cripple with an empty trophy cabinet and an even emptier bank account... to make you feel like it is worth it?

Miss Jessica innocently opens her eyes wide, looking at Jenny with mock-pity.

Miss Jessica : It is just SO tragic when you see unattractive girls with no ambition.

Jessica looks Jenny up and down, sneering at her pink track suit

Miss Jessica : 'cos, like, seriously - guys will screw anything. If you just made a bit of effort, maybe show a bit of skin... even pasty skin like yours... you could totally bag yourself a TGA, or maybe even a Saint!

-The camera goes to Abe Abercorn in his locker room-

AA: Wily old fox here. Now, let me get some things straight. Foxes don't cry over wrestling. Sure I may rant, heck, I complain. I'm a veteran, I've been through it all.

And yes, I know I'm getting on a bit. But here's the thing. I've gone past the point of caring what other people think of me. However - I want everyone to respect me, then I will respect them. You see, that is what angers me about Hidari-san.

Now listen here, Hidari-san. I wasn't crying over you. I'm not Roy Orbison. I don't look now on you. No, I just detest your attitude. Coming in, dropping a few choice words to make yourself look hard, a few idle threats here and there, but most of all, you don't respect your fellow man.

Well listen here, by the time I'm finished with you, you will respect me, and you'll respect everyone else. I'm not in charge here, and neither are Mr Walker and Mr McGraw. It's actually the Board of Directors. I just call things down the middle, it might ruffle a few feathers, and it clearly ruffled you, that's for sure.

No matter to me. For Hidari-san....you will learn some respect!

*The camera pans around The LG Arena to see a rabid crowd going crazy for 6WF! There are signs such as:*

"The referee's a wanker!"

"Big up the Chutney!"

"#teamtakeo"

*The camera ends up at ringside where Michael Wire and RJ are sitting*

MW: "What a show last week was! So many storylines, more picks being announced for the Survival match, the World Title match being set up, Survival is truly shaping up to be another brilliant PPV!"

RJ: "Last week was brilliant Michael! Splinter is here, The Saint's Row, everything off the charts!"

MW: "The 6 man tag match was the creme de la creme though 'Arj! All the Survival implications, then Takeo being announced as the 6WF pick!"

RJ: "I think Walker could have made a mistake picking Takeo for 6WF. The man is a machine. He has the potential to win the match by himself for 6WF!"

MW: "Too damn right 'Arj! Takeo is not here tonight, but he sent this in for us..."

*The titantron kicks in and the video package begins. We see a dark, windy night as the camera is walking through a graveyard. You can hear the puddles the cameraman is stepping in as he walks through towards a hut at the far side of the graveyard. We enter the hut to see Lukas Takeo sitting, looking out of the solitary window at the graveyard. He then stands up and moves the chair to the little table over by the corner, tucks it under, and lights the candle on it. He then takes a seat in the middle of the floor, looking down into the candle which he has placed in front of him. as he begins to speak.*

Takeo: "Does he realise what he's done? I wonder, was he thinking straight? Off his rocker I reckon."

*Takeo is chuckling to himself*

Takeo: "He's picked me. Picked me. Not for his team, but to go up against him? Oh dear Mr Walker. Oh dear indeed. You may as well have signed the match away. Although I am not surprised a man of such background made such a baffling decision."

*Takeo smirks at the camera*

Takeo: "6CW as an organisation was laughable, and it seems the remnants of it still are. Seems Mr Walker's reasoning for selecting me to destroy his team, was to cause, lets say, a conflict of interest among Team 6WF. Well some may say he has succeeded, but I will tell you right now he has not. I do not have an interest in Team 6WF. I only have an interest in Lukas Takeo. I only have an interest in destroying everything in my path. Unfortunately, for you, that is your team now. Big mistake my friend. But then, we'd expect that, with you being associated with 6CW."

*Takeo takes a pause, still smirking, and begins again. The wind still driving in the background.*

Takeo: "Speaking of people associated with 6CW, I see for the "SuperShow" this week I face Mr Geoff Steel. A member of the doomed Team 6CW. Now I see Geoff has run his mouth a little bit this week. You know what I mean, the generic old shit, "I've slayed monsters before" this and "Just because you're big doesn't mean you're good" that. Oh I do laugh everytime."

*Takeo shakes his head, chuckling.*

Takeo: "You'd think they would actually watch you sometimes. Has he not seen me beat Cassius Zhi? Has he not seen me beat TGA? Did he not see me chokeslam Keith Leone and Lex Hart last week? You seem to have this misconstrued idea that when I get angry and in a rage, some sort of red mist descends over me and I lose control. Ask every single one of them what happens when I get angry. When I get angry, I'll crush your windpipe with my hand. I'll break your back with my power. I'll shatter your career with my domination."

*Takeo points at the camera, much more angrier now*

Takeo: "I don't care that you have some meaningless wins, over-inflating your stats. I don't care that Team 6CW moves as "one fluid movement". I do not care that you think you can beat me. We both know, when push comes to shove, it's all bullshit Geoff. We both know, I will beat you. You can try and put forward a compelling case with your words, but I put forward a compelling case with my actions. Come Monday night on the SuperShow I will beat you. You and I know the manager of your team has made a grave error, by picking me for Team 6WF. He's made Team 6WF, Team Takeo. Everyone knows, there will be no stopping that."

*Takeo blows the candle out as we head back to ringside...*

(The titontron flashes into life. A hooded man sitting facing away from the camera starts to talk)

???: Last week the future began in Ernest, our glorious debut as we destroyed the man who allowed us to be unleashed.

From the fractured mind of the host we broke through and won this

(Splinter slowly raises his European title which now reads Splinter on it)

The first title that the True Prophet held now belonging to his greatest nightmare. In the hands of the man who was held down for so long. The true parasite that he foretold finally standing tall.

And what this week James? You send your well trained lap dog out to make a statement? Why James? Oh we all know why don't we, because you have seen the truth. You are scared out of your little mind. You are broken both mentally and physically. After all two weeks running I have layed you out.

At survival I shall finish the job, I shall hear my name ring out around the crowd, and you shall feel the true force of the Splintered Mind

(Splinter throws his hood back revealing the half mask and the cut cheek, he twists his mouth into a smirk before we fade to black)

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

Scorpion stays at the top of the stage as he goes to speak as the crowd continues to boo

S: Oh hush down you pathetic animals, you can boo me all you want but not going to change the fact that your "role model" Finlay is still a drunk has been who hit rock bottom so wants to come back for a little payday and popularity before he spits back at your faces and ends up leaving then ending back in rehab but did I ever tell you the definition of insanity?

S: Because you see Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting shit to change and you see that is fucking crazy as you see with Finlay it’s the same fucking process over and over again he comes back for a cash day before leaving then ending up in the real shit before coming back again and the whole continuum repeats its self over and over again, it’s that fucking simple but you see you idiots fail to realize the whole truth that’s been out there this whole fucking time but you ignore you try to hide the fact that I am telling you the truth because you can’t handle the truth, you fools want to believe, what you want to believe but you cannot accept the damn fact that, I am again right over this just like I was about Finlay when he came out drunk the sequence will repeat its self again and yes I’m facing Colbert this week but just like last week, I will get the win and yes let’s say Finlay's "social adviser" that’s what we will call him does beat me with or without Finlay's help it won’t matter as I all ready have the sociological advantage, as for the physical advantage well Fin's in no damn shape to fight either way this is just another barrier one which I will jump over and show you why, it’s my fucking destiny to belong on the throne of this company and show all of you and every single person in the back why I am the best this company has seen one way or another and I am sick and tired of this company giving its chances to the insane so maybe it’s time for change and the company realized there is actually one sane person here.

Crowd Boo Heavily.

S: Did I ever tell you the definition of insanity?

Scorpion drops the Mic as he heads backstage leaving the arena in silence.

Patricks and Marshall are staring one another down in the middle of the ring, when ‘Monster’ hits. The crowd begin to boo as the TAW Champion steps out onto the stage, the title belt rested on his shoulder. He looks down the ramp at his two opponents and begins to smirk as he begins to pace on the ramp. He remains on the stage as Patricks and Murdoch beckon him to the ring…

The Saint: I’d save your energy for Monday if I was you, gents and I use that description very loosely, because there is no chance on this earth that I’d demean myself and this title by stepping into that ring in the midst of what just seems to be a glorified pissing contest between you two talentless morons.

You see, I was sat in the back, waiting for the time I rightfully deserve to address the peons and the sycophants that, despite the hate, still crave the insight, the knowledge, the opinion of this company’s credible, relevant World Champion, yet I found myself having to hold fire, because of you two little bitches trying to ascertain just who is going to try and prize this title from my grasp. And I tried to resist the urge to come out here, I tried to act with dignity, with the decorum that a World Champion should have. But you know what boys?

The confrontational side of me reared its head and here I am.

I don’t tolerate idiocy; I can’t stand incompetence, I DETEST absurd, falsified ramblings and that little pissy, petulant exchange between you both, in my eyes, made you both guilty of all three. And I find myself stood here, looking at both of you trying to establish who’s better, who’s been the most hard done to, who is the better man and I honestly don’t know where to start, but hell with it, I’M the Champion and I can do what the hell I want, so I’m just going to go for it!

Chris, Chris, Chris, I don’t know what makes you think you’re all of a sudden championship material again, but whatever it is just oh so highlights that delusional, unhinged edge to your persona. Because I look at what you’ve done recently and try and link it to you thinking you have a right to challenge me and I find it almost as laughable as your failed marriage, your futile attempts to be as good a father as you possibly can, your mediocre rivalry with Cobra, or even better, your pathetic, spineless attempts at endearing yourself to these fickle, nonsensical cretins that used to bay for your blood.

The best thing about all this Chris, is that I saw this coming, some people, they can cope with hate, they can handle tide after tide of insults, expletives and you, you just couldn’t handle it. I noticed it when we had our ‘alliance’. You were like a lost little boy, blindly following my every instruction. You were a puppet to my puppet master. I brainwashed you into holding an agenda against JJ Johnson and it was easy to convince you that it was a just cause.

So forgive me if I don’t buy into this crusade, Chris, because it sounds kind of similar. It sounds like you’re fighting for the same things I was and still am fighting for. It’s almost as if you’ve never really stopped following my lead…

Patricks digests The Saint’s words angrily as Marshall smirks.

The Saint: And I sure as hell don’t know why you’re smiling so much,
Murdoch. Because if Chris, there isn’t worthy. You sure as hell ain’t!!

Murdoch’s smile quickly fades.

The Saint: You see, Marshall, for all of Chris’ clear, evident flaws, he has one redeeming feature: He isn’t you!

You see, you’re the worst of the bunch. You clearly lack skill, technical prowess, charisma, a personality yet you’re oh so fortunate. You get given the best hotel rooms, the privatised locker room, the limousines, you get waited on hand and foot, yet there’s only reason why. You’re not this supremely talented, dominant, ass kicking machine you make yourself out to be, if anything you’re of limited ability. You’re fortunate, because, for some unknown, travesty of a reason, Danny McGraw has backed you as his horse, he’s invested himself into you and helped raise your stock.

Frankly, Marshall, you are where you are, because you kiss the boss’ ass.

And you’ve probably heard that all before, it’s probably getting old for you, just like people calling me old and past it is getting boring for me. But the difference is that when people say that to you, Marsh, they’re telling the truth.

Because, honestly, where would you be without your tongue lodged firmly in Danny’s colon?! My guess would be spending your days with the other bottom feeders like Scorpion and Vortex…

The fact is, you’re nothing. Just a lucky, fortunate son of a bitch who got in with the right crowd so he could further his career.

And the worse thing for you, Marshall and even for you, Chris, is that neither of you scare me, neither of you even ripple my pond. There’s one thing that separates us and that’s this beautiful, shining thing on my shoulder. This title is semblance for the fact that I’m the best god damn thing on this roster. You can say all you want to say, make light of me, my ability, my age, it’s irrelevant, it’s futile name calling. The fact of the matter, you piss panted bitches, is that I’m the World Champion, I’m the best.

You two? Your nothing. You’re not even shit on my shoe. I gave everything I had to win this title, and I’ll be damned if I have to lose it to one of you, because there’s a gulf in class between us.

You’ll realise at the Supershow.

You’ll realise that I’m not old, I’m no has been. You’ll realise that I’m your better, your superior… Your World Champion! And it’ll take a lot more than inane pissing contests and insults to even break the surface, let alone get under my skin.

Because you guys, you look in the mirror, and your reflections bare a failure and a sycophant. When I look in the mirror, I see a winner, a champion, a golden glow that will never fade.

You can try and take this belt from me, by all means but it will bring only one result. The same result everytime: YOU WILL BE SAINTED!!

See you both Monday!

Monster hits again, and the scene concludes with Murdoch and Patricks glaring up at The Saint as he returns fire, holding the TAW World Championship above his head.

Johnny Goldman is sat in the arena on the apron of the ring, it is early am and deserted. The only light coming from his phone, we see the screen as Johnny is checking a wrestling forum.

We see the forum thread title 'GOLDMAN, WHY SHOULD WE CARE?'

There are negative comments in abundance.

Olly: Goldman is shit! Why is he still being given a chance on Lockdown? He should go back to developmental.

Lee: Yeah he came in as the CWA champ? That must have been a very low standard if he was the best of them.

KingCider: He was good but his form is way off. Maybe you're right he should go off TV for a while.

Goldman rubs his head in frustration as he shuts the internet browser and opens Twitter, he types in his name and looks at the latest tweets.

@LOMMat Goldman, go away, no one cares!

@RandyBarsteward Goldman in 6WF is this loser the same Goldman that was in CWA? He needs to just go away! Loser!

@Mrpaintyman Just drew a picture of Johnny Goldman from 6WF (Hash tag)NotReallyDontGoLookingForAPicCosItAintThere

Goldman lets out a sigh before shutting Twitter and opening his phonebook. He scrolls down to a name and hits CALL

JG: Hello? Dad? Hey, yeah... no everything's fine just feeling a little..... you know.....out of sorts.....yeah.......yeah... I know, It's just..... I have been in a downward spiral for weeks and I don't know what to do? I know people are getting frustrated with me....I know Zach is, I haven't spoken to him all week......I dunno if it would be best for everyone if I just........

We hear Johnny's dad roaring down the phone

JG: OK!.... ok I'm sorry I know I am just frustrated and angry, I know I am better than this.... I was CWA Champion for gods sake! Was the level of competition so low?.......I know......You're right! It wasn't low I am just in a bad place right now....Yeah....ok.....Thanks Dad...I love you too... Tell mom for me.....bye.....bye.

Johnny Hangs up the phone as he grunts and jumps to his feet. He climbs the turnbuckle and breathes deeply before shouting at the top of his lungs.

JG: MY NAME IS JOHNNY GOLDMAN! I AM THE SON OF HOWARD GOLDMAN! I AM THE CURRENT CWA CHAMPION! I WAS NEVER BEATEN FOR THAT TITLE AND I WILL NEVER ACCEPT IT AND NO ONE WILL EVER TAKE THAT AWAY FROM ME! I AM A REAL WRESTLER FROM ONE OF THE GREATEST WRESTLING SCHOOLS ON THE EARTH!

I AM NOT GOING ANYWHERE 6WF. I WILL MAKE MY WAY UP THE MOUNTAIN IF IT KILLS ME.

I AM JOHNNY GOLDMAN! JOHNNY! GOLDMAN! I COME HERE WITH A MESSAGE. THERE IS A LAW AROUND THESE PARTS. A TRUTH. AND THAT TRUTH IS PURE. IT IS SIMPLE. IT IS GREAT. IT COMES IN THE FORM OF A MESSAGE.

ALL THAT GLITTERS!








IS GOLDMAN!

The show goes to an ad break.

(Immediately after lockdown)

*The scene goes backstage to find Cameron Faith hunched over leaning against a wall with one hand down his jeans and a large puddle of spittle of the floor when Jack Reynolds appears with a camera man*

Jack: Nay, the way you're standing right now, well it looks somewhat dodgy.

CF: Do I look like I give a shit Jack, the pain somewhat overrides the worry that I currently look like Kenji Hidari watching a Britney Spears video.

Jack: I think every man feels your pain Nay, but surely you can't be so naive you never saw it coming?

CF: Sure I smelt something fishy but I thought that was Clarissa's normal musk. I just don't get the point in the attack though. I had already offered Max the match and not because I saw him as I charity case but because I need this match as much as he does. I have had two title defences so far and both victories have an asterix next them.

So Max you spend the next week claiming to have got one up on me, or that you are winning some mind game competition but the only thing that has really happened is you have pissed my right off. I have spent the last 2 and a bit months trying to act the way a champion should but you want to play it that way that's fine, no more mr nice guy.

*Cameron pushes himself up of the wall and straightens up and removes his hand from his jeans*

So Max you enjoy feeling like the big man for the next 13 days, feeling like you have got one over me because at Survival it won't matter what you and your bitch have planned, I will still walk out that match as I walked in Champion.

*Cameron turns to walk away when Jack Reynolds stops him before taking a few steps back at the sight of the angry scotsman*

Jack: Sorry Nay, it's just I have had word that next week you will be facing Crime Lord and Kenji Hidari, anything to say about that?

CF: Only that at least Clarissa getting involved in the match tonight wasn't such a bad thing, what better preparation for facing a man who fights like a bitch and a dickless wonder. I don't care how dominant a champion Crime Lord was or how long Hidari held that European title for.

The only thing that will be on my mind this week is using this match to make a statement and show Max that he made a huge mistake playing his shitty little games.

*Cameron turns to Jack giving him a look to say the interviews over before walking up the corridor leaving ing Jack standing apologising to viewers for the language*