6WF Presents - Chaos!! - Sunday 28th July 2013!!

(Max Adamson is sat on his own in his Locker Room when Clarissa enters quietly. She walks up to him, puts a reassuring arm around his shoulder and kisses him on the forehead)
 
Clarissa: I just wanted to let you know. I’ve spoken to Walker and to Jessica. They both agree you shouldn’t be scheduled to compete at Chaos…
 
(Max nods a little, before stopping and remaining silent)
 
Clarissa: So, officially, Max Adamson is on Compassionate Leave until further notice.
 
(Max barely acknowledges Clarissa)
 
Clarissa: What happened on Lockdown honey?
 
(This question makes Max look up at Clarissa from where he’s sat)
 
Clarissa: Why did you walk out onto that ramp when Teej and Hill were having their match? You shouldn’t have gone out there… You didn’t need to go out there. I know it’s been tough… But do you have any explanation as to why?
 
(Max slowly and softly replies to Clarissa)
 
Max: What are you, a reporter again?
 
(Clarissa is almost crying as she speaks)
 
Clarissa: I just want my Max back…
 
(Max snaps into a rage and he stands up, booting the chair he was sat on across the Locker Room, the chair making an almighty crash as it hits the lockers)
 
Max: WELL I WANT MY BEST FRIEND BACK! We can all “want” Clarissa, but it doesn’t mean we get.
 
(Max is exasperated as he has his hands on his head)
 
Max: Don’t you get it? With great tragedy comes great triumph. Only it didn’t come. IT DIDN’T COME!
 
(Clarissa looks a little scared as she speaks to Max)
 
Clarissa: What do you mean it didn’t come? What triumph?!
 
(Max takes a few seconds to take a deep breath and calms down a little)
 
Max: It didn’t come. Two weeks ago, I had my chance. I had a chance to turn great tragedy into great triumph, for Chris. I sure as hell didn’t want to, but I competed in that Six Gunner Shootout and I came “this” close to being in a TAW World Championship match at Chaos. It would have been perfect. The perfect tribute to Chris…
 
(Max is breathing heavily and rubs his eyes and face with his hands)
 
Max: One man can make a difference in life Clarissa… One man can. One man almost, almost pulled it off. One man almost achieved great triumph from great tragedy. And then one man failed his so-called friend. One man cannot continue the charade, the façade that he is supposed to be doing something for his friend if he keeps failing him…
 
Clarissa: Max, you didn’t fail Chris by not winning that match. You won’t fail him by losing any match, ever. You said it yourself; you and Chris will always be brothers and friends. No defeat will ever change that.
 
(Max looks at Clarissa, almost disappointed in her)
 
Max: Kind words Clarissa, very kind words. But clearly, you still don’t get it. Do you. Or you do, but you’re being very ignorant about this whole situation.
 
Clarissa: What are you talking about Max?
 
Max: One man betrayed his friend by not allowing destiny to happen. One man messed all the plans due to his ineptitude and that one man must suffer for his sins.
 
(Both Max and Clarissa have tears running down their faces as he continues)
 
Max: Fear not Clarissa, you will get your Max back… But not until the wrongs have been righted. Once punishment has been handed out, Max Adamson will be back.
 
Clarissa: Why don’t we go away? Somewhere nice? You’re already off for Chaos; we could have a week away together… Just me and you. We can relax somewhere hot, have a few drinks and toast Chris. Come back refreshed, refocused and we can work on getting that World Championship you so badly want… For you and for Chris.
 
(Max breaks out a little smile; he shakes his head though and turns back to Clarissa)
 
Max: That all sounds lovely Clarissa… But clearly you’re still NOT GETTING IT!
 
(Max punches the wall in frustration and then bangs his head against the lockers repeatedly)
 
Clarissa: MAX! STOP IT!
 
(Max has his head in his hands once again as Clarissa persuades him to calm down)
 
Max: You’re right… I need a break. Some time away from 6WF might just do me good.
 
Clarissa: So where shall we go?
 
Max: We? Clarissa, as I’ve already said about a million times already, Max Adamson needs to right his wrongs. One man has sinned, he must be punished. I will be back. I will be “your Max” soon enough. But right now Clarissa, I need to do this… Alone. I need to do this for me. Once I right the wrongs I will be “your Max” again.
 
Clarissa: Promise me one thing.
 
Max: What is it?
 
Clarissa: Promise me you won’t punish yourself too much over this. You don’t have to blame yourself!
 
(Max lets out a small laugh and walks towards the door)
 
Max: You really still don’t get it…
 
Clarissa: What don’t I get Max? MAX!
 
(Max leaves the locker room slowly as Clarissa looks distraught)

*Kuinshi is seen sitting on a bench in his locker room as he watches the door, the sound of the shower running as fast as it can his company as Sandra knocks from the outside wearing a red and white england dress, red flat shoes and letting her hair roll down her neck as she wears darkened sunglasses. Getting no reply as she tries the key, finding the door unlocked she enters and sits down on the bench next to him. They don't look at each other as they watch the door*

Sandra: What has gotten you thinking? If it's about me wanting Fanatic in the match the you should understand, the chance to show Truth to two people is better than showing just one. Fanatic wasn't going to be left out of this match anyway and all I did was make sure that he did not attack any of the fans. He has been more violent than usual recently. You need to think about how to counter both men for Chaos as you cannot just sit on the sidelines and hope they take each other out because you know better than that, you have to show them what Truth means and how it will change the course of 6WF for the better!

*Kuinshi continues to stare at the door in silence as Sandra puts her hand on his shoulder*

Sandra: You think Miss Jessica is going to mess with your head? You think that distateful clutz is going to screw you out of this? Why should you think about her, she is only your boss and from what you have told me one of the better GM's 6WF has had in its history. She has no reason to do anything except protect 6WF's interests and you both share the same goal. I could even see you two working together if it was suggested. Sure I do not like her but there is a difference between business issues and personal issues and we both understand that, at least I hope she does...

Kuinshi: There's a man out there...forced to put what he holds dear on the line against a monster. He is staring down the barrel of a gun and smiling at it. He has no fear against near insurmountable odds and on Lockdown he made a lot of sense. Why is someone not helping him? Why aren't we? Sandra, why are we content to go after what WE want? We want Truth here in 6WF and yet we are so narrow minded about how we deliver it. We should be helping him yet why aren't we? Are we so content on my individual wants and needs that we are ignoring the bigger picture?

Sandra: Well, what do you think should be happening? What do you think we should be doing?

Kuinshi: We need to make 6WF safe from Re-Genesis, we need to put our selfishness aside for the time being and get our heads on straight. We need to look at what is important right now and make sure we all get on the same page. The European Title is an important title yes but some things are more important at times and this looks like it will be one of them. I need to speak to Saint regardless of our outcomes after Chaos is over. If he is out of  6WF then it is a great loss but also great motivation for the rest of us. I know he and I don't often see eye to eye and we don't often speak to each other but I might need to increase my standing with him by winning the European Title.

Sandra: If you want to talk about winning the European Title then what is the point of doing it here? We had better get out to the ring and do it where it matters Kuinshi. Do it in front of the fans and let their voice be heard in unison with yours. Call them out and stare into their hearts, see where they lie in terms of the big picture, see if there are narrow minded and if they are, then show them Truth.

*Kuinshi heads to a filing cabinet, pulls out a piece of paper and a pen before scribbling a few lines on it before folding it up and passing it to Sandra*

Kuinshi:Go and find out a few pieces of information for me would you? It might be needed in the future...

*Sandra nods and smiles, heading out of the locker room and closing the door behind her as Kuinshi returns to looking at the door*

Kuinshi: This had better be the right thing to do.

*Kuinshi stands up and turns the shower off before heading out of his locker room and towards the ring.*

We cut to the Fanatics lair, again it is lit up in an ominous red light. we cut to where the fanatic is standing back to the camera, he slowly turns round to face the camera. he stares into it for several moments before he begins to speak.

F- Roman Philosopher Sallust wrote that A good man would perfer be defeated than to defeat injustice by evil means.

Fanatic rubs his stubbly chin, we can hear the roughness

F- Is That You  Mcmanus?  Is That You Kuinshi?
You see you both have proved that you are indeed not afraid to dance with the devil
But are either of you willing to let him lead?
Because both of you come chaos. I Am Going to put you to the test. I am going to make you delve into places that neither of you have thought possible

Fanatic laughs manically, still staring intently into the camera, he slowly stops laughing and begins to speak again

F-  At Chaos, You shall all pay witness to the resurrection of the dark destroyer

Fanatic laughs manically again tilting his head to the side before again speaking.

F- At Chaos, James Mcmanus, its time to pay for your sins and how that will happen is me taking what you feel to be yours in very bloody brutal fashion.

Fanatic walks over to the wall of his lair which is covered in barbed wire, He runs his hands over it several times, before laughing manically and showing his now bloody hand to the camera.

F- At Chaos James, It Will not be my blood on my hand it shall be yours.

Fanatic throws his bloody hand over the camera lense and we fade to black

The fans in the arena are cheering as the camera focuses on the ring. Jack Reynolds is standing in the centre and the canvas is segmented into 4 different equal parts. Each turnbuckle has a name of a different tag team wrote on the top pads and are coloured in a different shade. Reynolds stares into the camera and begins speaking.

Reynolds: You join me, ladies and gentlemen, for a special 8 man interview. 8 men, joined together into 4 teams that will contest at Chaos for the 6WF tag team championship!

The crowd cheer and start charting out their favourites.

Reynolds: We all know who you think will win. But let us hear what they have to say. Introducing first, former tag team champions, The Consultancy!

“Black Shuck” bursts out over the speakers and the fans begin cheering. Johnny Oko is first to appear carrying his sword and chewing gum as usual. Vortex follows him and taps his partner a few times on the shoulder before slapping the fans hands. Both guys enter the ring and Reynolds hands them both a mic. Vortex taps it a few times before addressing the crowd, while Oko slouches in the corner.

Vortex: Finally all roads lead to this. Finally a destiny will be fulfilled. Finally the wrongs of the past few weeks will be rectified. Finally......the next tag team champions of the world will be The Consultancy!

The fans cheer and chanting "No Win No Fee". Vortex shakes his head vigorously and motions for the crowd to be quiet.

Vortex: No not this time. This time a fee has to be paid because there is no way we are going to leave Chaos without the gold. We have worked damn hard to get to this point. Harder than we should have done when we first announced our arrival in 6WF. We made promises that we would change the tag team landscape and that change is there to see. DZ never had to work hard to keep the belts. And now they fully realise what it takes to be a true tag team champion. They had their time. They had their chance to shine. And they took that light and twisted it inside out so that the whole division was blackened by their presence. There is no way 6WF will return to the dark ages........

Reynolds goes to cut in but Oko stops him and wags his finger.

Vortex: We all know what you are going to say Jack. That this tournament is more than just one team if yesterday's champions. This is about the future. And The Consultancy has made the future for tag teams better than it has ever been. You really think a group like Re-Genesis would bother with a team like DZ? Beating them would mean nothing! Beating us means everything. And remember how they did beat us Jack. When we took everything DZ threw at us and STILL beat them, only for Berg and Visage to pick us off like the vultures they are. This time there will be no intervention by outside forces. This time they will have to prove to everyone that they can beat us fair and square.......and they will fail!

The crowd cheer and Oko looks on impressed.

Vortex: And Resistance.......the team made of miss matched m isfits.....the time has arrived for the hype to finally reach the potential. For whoever "they" are to come to your aid. Because if it is just left to the two of you.....alone through want but desperate along with it.....then you will find that The Consultancy ain't playing no more. The game is finally going to find out that we are the true experts. That we can not only play the game to win but also wrote the rulebook. The game won't play us anymore. We will play to win.....and win well!

The crowd cheers again as Vortex stares at Reynolds.

Vortex: And the fee? The fee for the 1....2.....3 to sound out across the world and the titles to be wrapped around our waists. The fee Jack? We won't be claiming it. Because this Sunday......for one night only......The Consultancy is there for the enjoyment. The exhilaration of knowing we are going to be next tag team champions. And the fee be paid with our opponents battered bodies!

He addresses the crowd once more as Oko stands behind him menacingly with his elbow on his partners shoulder.

Vortex: The board is set. The pieces are in place. And The Consultancy have placed all their chips on red. The red of our opponents blood. This is one hand the house won't win! The Consultancy are cashing in the cheques, taking the glory and walking away with the gold. And this time.....this time.....no one is going to stop us!

Both men slowly turn and look up the aisle in expectation of an answer.

Hidari Kenji RP
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(The following commercial is made and created by Hidari Kenji of Re-Genesis..viewer discretion is advised

(The scene opens up with Hidari Kenji sitting at a podium with hooded mask men with censor shirts of 6WF)


Hidari- My people we are all here today to announce that Chaos is this Sunday! Chaos is upon us and once again Re-Genesis will be tested! Once again you have those who feel the need to believe that they are superior than us and this faction!

(Hidari pauses)

Hidari- My people Re-Genesis is nothing more than a brotherhood! A brotherhood of men who all have one thing in common! That is the take-over of this company! No one isn't stopping us not a single damn soul!

 (Hidari pauses)

Hidari- My people we are the outsiders. The monsters of the night. The people 6WF fear! We aren't simply hounds but we are the beast that brings justice and dominance to this company!

(Hidari walks away from the podium)

Hidari- My brothers...my brotherhood will all be in individual matches but the most important that will change the face of this company is my partner Geoff Steel. You see last week Geoff and I took down two failures of this company in Johnny Oko and Logan Kincade! And we will run the night of August 28th!

(The unmasked men cheer in the arena)

Hidari- But thats not the only thing thats important!

(Hidari pulls a curtain showcasing the face of Cameron Faith current Freeweight Champion as the unmasked men in the audience proceeds to boo)

Hidari- My People! This is your current 6WF Freeweight Champion. This is the face of a man who currently holds a title Re-Genesis hasn't held yet!

(The men boo)

Hidari- This man is a disgrace to us and he is not a man no one should look up to! Cameron Faith....no Nay Bother is not a role model! This is a man of sin and a man of lies and false words. This man shouldn't be your 6WF Freeweight Champion!

(The men in attendance are booing and throwing objects at the picture of Cameron Faith)

Hidari- This Sunday I promise to end his reign!

I promise to take out Cameron Faith

no

no

Nay Bother!

Nay Bother! I will defeat you this Sunday at Chaos! Chaos will occur this Sunday and I will bring you hell!

Speaking of Hell!


(Hidari pulls out a lighter and enlightens the picture of Cameron Faith as the men in attendance proceeds to cheer!)

Hidari- This is the man comes Sunday who will feel his own burn when I defeat him!

This is the man who will feel defeated and crushed as I knocked him down his thorn!

Hidari- I Hidari Kenji is your new Freeweight Champion!

I Hidari Kenji will bring purity back to the Freeweight Championship!

I HIDARI KENJI WILL WIN!

(Hidari pulls a knife out cutting his hand as blood drips on his hands)

Hidari- By my blood! My brotherhood! My men! If you walk with me we will overcome and achieve! By the blood of my hands I will become
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CHAMPION!!!!!

(The men are cheering as the scene fades to black)

The MEN Arena is full to capacity, there are flash bulbs aimed towards the elaborate Chaos set and in particular, a picture of The Saint.

RJ: Ladies and Gents, welcome to the 6WF Chaos pre-show! We're here in Manchester, the home town of one man in particular. One man, who on Sunday night has his back to the 'wall', a man, who has to put his livelihood, his life, his 6 year career on the line thanks to the calculated, devious tactics of Alex Walker and Cassius Zhi.

MW: The Saint thought he'd be fighting for the 6WF title, he thought he'd be fighting for 6WF but in fact, he's actually fighting for his career. He was duped good and proper by Re-Genesis and now, we might get to look forward to 6WF without that dullard!

RJ: I think these Mancunian's might have something to say about that!!

Metallica's 'St. Anger' hits and the crowd erupt!

RJ: Listen to that!!

The song then changes into Audioslave's 'Cochise'. Fireworks explode around the MEN as the atmosphere notches up further and further. The song reaches it's chorus and then changes once more into Linkin Park's 'New Divide'. The changing music is coupled with varying images of The Saint throughout his career. The lights begin to flicker and culminate in one final explosion, Skillet's 'Monster' kicking in.

RJ: The evolution of The Saint, there! A man that has seen and done it all! He might not have always endeared himself to the crowd, but this crowd love this man! From evolution, they hope will come a revolution at Chaos!

The spotlight moves onto a portion of the crowd in the middle of the arena, focussing upon the entrance way. The atmosphere ramps up further as The Saint comes into view.

RJ: LISTEN TO THAT!!!

The Saint looks around the arena, the crowd reaching to get to him, being held back by security. He smiles warmly and for once, removes his sunglasses. The music ceases and the noise is evident, the crowd chanting his name, a sea of Saint banners and t shirts shown by the camera, before focusing once more onto The Saint.

He is smiling and holds up the microphone to his mouth.

The Saint: Us wrestlers, when we're toiling on the long roads, clocking up miles all over the world talk about reaching the pinnacle, finding that one moment in our careers, where you can stand there, and openly, truly, honestly with a hand on your heart, say that we have found it.

Ladies and Gentlemen of Manchester, you wonderful people that have sold out this arena to it's rafters... Congratulations, you've just helped me find mine.

The crowd roar their approval and The Saint smiles again, looking to be choked up by the atmosphere.

The Saint: This is my Atlantis, my city of gold at the end of El Dorado, this is my Born in Fire!! This city, this arena, you people, you mean absolutely everything to me! I might be a vindictive, selfish, arrogant, vile human being but one thing that I am, is humble.

I've always known my roots, always saluted the place that made me. I've put my wealth into the Manchester wrestling scene, contributed to my old estate, I might be The Saint, 6WF legend, grand slam winner, four time world champion but I'm still, at heart the wide-eyed young Manc who dreamed big in a rough neighbourhood. I've always remembered where I came from, the people that made me, those that sacrificed hours, days and months of their time to elevate me to this stage that I'm now on.

I owe so many, so, so much and it's a sign of the fondness, the love I have for you people and this city, that I'm making this address from within because at the crux of my being, I am one of you.

The crowd roar again, The Saint sitting on the step in front of him.

The Saint: And you see, the reality of my situation is simple. On Sunday, if I put a foot wrong, make one slight mistake, this... All this, it ends. I lose and I'm out of that door and I can't come back.

And you see, that's why I need you all, every single one of you in this arena to stand when 'Monster' hits and I walk out for that Main Event and stand behind me as one, so that Cassius Zhi and Re-Genesis aren't just fighting one man... They need to realise that they're up against a whole... fucking... army!

This is me rallying the troops, seeking the support my so called colleagues have refused me! We need to walk into battle on Sunday, united and show that this threat, this cancer is beatable, that our combined belief and spirit will take the Re-Genesis threat by the throat and drive it back towards the dark corner of Alex Walker's mind where it originated!!

I out and out refuse to be beaten on Sunday, I'm not going to allow my storied career to end at the behest of someone else, to allow someone else to roll the dice of fate and decide that it's over for me.

I WILL NOT BE BEATEN, MANCHESTER!

MY career will end on MY terms!! 

This is all I ever wanted and I'm not letting Cassius Zhi end The Saint. No bravado, no facade... This is me, this every ounce of my emotion, my heart bubbling to the surface. I want you to repeat this, tell your friends, your family, anybody. You tell them that you believe in The Saint!

Because with that belief, that backing... I will not lose.

So, Cassius, prove you have that killer instinct, bring your all, your everything. Try and finish me. Try and end my career, like you did to JJ Johnson.

Be the sick, vile parasite that you are and I'll be the warrior that will slay you and bring a semblance of belief and passion back into 6WF! It's time for unity, togetherness and it's time we drove this Re-Genesis darkness towards the light!

Say what you want about me and my intentions, my heart, whether I'm in it for myself, I don't care. It's time to show that 6WF isn't in Re-Genesis, show that it's very much fine as it is!

I'm not just fighting for my career, my life at Chaos, I'm fighting for 6WF as well. This is my rallying cry, don't let me be a martyr. 

This fight, this struggle needs the Ultimate Weapon... Just like I need 6WF in my life!

Stand by me.

Let this be the beginning of something...

The Saint takes a breather.

RJ: I don't think I've seen this man lay it all on the line like this!

MW: Don't by this whole candid facade, we all know what his real intentions are!!

Dopant Zero RP
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6WF Reporter- Greetings everyone we are just days away from chaos and here I have with me are the former longest reigning tag team champions in 6WF history. Dopant Zero! Please...

(Tsukasa steals the microphone)

Tsukasa- Leave!

(The 6WF Reporter runs)

Tskuasa- Re-Genesis, The Consultancy and everyone else we can't get a break...it just seems that everyone is getting in our way from us reclaiming our belts...

Kenzaki- I'm just glad we don't have to worry about The Consultancy after we defeat them

Tsukasa- Dopant Zero resurrection begins Sunday. We want our titles back and we won't let get anyone in the way!

Kenzaki- Maybe we should flip to heads

Tsukasa- Why!!???

Kenzaki- It's too many Tails in this company and we need to just step back and look at ourselves!

Tsukasa- I'm listening

(scene fades away)

*The camera pans around the MEN Arena, before coming to ringside. A sold out crowd are going crazy holding many signs aloft hoping their favourite 6WF superstars will get a glimpse. Michael Wire and RJ are sitting discussing the upcoming bout between Lukas Takeo and Crime Lord at Chaos*

MW: "Well what a match we have in store for you at Chaos 'Arj!"

RJ: "You ain't kidding Michael, the legend Crime Lord, will face the man he pinned inside Hardcore Hell, Lukas Takeo for the Hardcore Championship!"

MW: "Well he must be feeling pretty good must Crime Lord, after retaining his title inside Hardcore Hell, but Takeo is still a very tasty opponent, and a dangerous one at that!"

RJ: "The man is mental Michael. Mental!"

MW: "I'd keep your voice down 'Arj, because he's now making his way to the ring!"

*“From Yesterday” roars out around the MEN Arena and the crowd’s booing continues as the arena descends into darkness for a moment. The lights switch on and Lukas Takeo strides to the ring slowly, a towel draped over his bowed head. Takeo steps into the ring, walks over to the corner, picks up a microphone, then stands in the centre of the ring, head bowed, towel draping*

Takeo: "Roll the footage"

*Takeo motions nonchalantly towards the Titantron, which bursts into life, showing a highlights package from last weeks Lockdown*

Mat wrote:RJ: LOCK N LOAD!

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

MW: And just like that, Crime Lord wins it!

RJ: Lock n Load is a devastating move, one that could finish off Takeo that’s for sure!

Crime Lord is handed the Hardcore Title, he holds it high above his head grinning as Hart slowly begins to stir. Crime Lord heads back up the ramp when suddenly “From Yesterday” kicks in through the speakers...

MW: Oh wow!

RJ: Lukas Takeo’s music! He’s coming out here to confront Crime Lord!

MW: We might be seeing these two fighting before Chaos!

The music continues to play out but there is no sign of Takeo at the top of the ramp, the crowd then descend into huge boos as he appears from nowhere to blindside Crime Lord with a double axe handle to the back of the head.

Immediately Takeo starts laying a number of boots down into the back and head of Crime Lord on the rampway. He then picks up Crime Lord’s head only to smash it continually into the steel. Takeo then lifts Crime Lord up before slamming him firmly down into the steel. Takeo repeats the slamming process 4 more times before hitting a suplex for good measure.

Takeo continues with some massive kicks aimed at the gut and head of Crime Lord until finally security stream out onto the ramp and drag Takeo away from Crime Lord.

MW: Wow, Takeo certainly sent a message to Crime Lord there.

RJ: Was a coward’s attack though Mike.

*The titantron cuts out, and Takeo is seen emotionless in the ring*

Takeo: "Last week ladies and gentlemen I stood in this very ring, and took apart one of the very best in this company. Some like RJ will call it a "coward's attack", but I see it as clever thinking. Take advantage of your opponent when he is at his weakest. That's what Crime Lord did to me, when he luckily pinned me inside Hardcore Hell, after I'd been battered, bruised, and beaten by the other competitors. I was just merely showing him that I can do the same."

*Takeo starts to stride from side to side, still emotionless*

RJ: "It was still a cowards attack."

MW: "I think he's got a point!"

*Takeo stops, and takes a deep breath, before continuing*

Takeo: "My message to you Crime Lord is simple. On Sunday night, I will be taking your Hardcore title from you. You may laugh at that statement, but do so at your peril. There is nobody to do the work for you this time Crime Lord. You'll have to defeat me, one on one. And I'll tell you now, that you will not defeat me."

*Takeo, still emotionless, takes the towel off his head*

Takeo: "My Era of Darkness has claimed many victims already my friend. You are merely next in line to be slayed by Lukas Takeo. And with this victim, will come a prize. The Hardcore Title. Just another step, on my ascent to domination of this company. And you know what Crime Lord? There's not a thing you can do, to stop Takeo Time."

*Takeo stands emotionless, in the centre of the ring, as the crowd boo...*

The crowd in the 6WF arena are giving a “6WF” chant as they wait in anticipation for something to happen, when suddenly the lights dim and the crowd fall into silence. For a few moments there nothing occurs, and then suddenly “Limo Wreck” plays out as the fans erupt into cheers for the arrival of Keith Leone. The lights then come up so the arena becomes visible once again, and the hooded figure of Leone walks out onto the stage to even louder cheers from the fans as they see him. Leone then walks down towards the ring, tagging a few fans hands as he goes to the ring, before then rolling into the ring under the bottom rope. Leone then goes to the far side of the ring and calls for a microphone, before walking back to the centre of the ring and waiting for the audience reaction to die down before he speaks.
 
Leone: Do you ever get the feeling that your life is just going around in circles?
 
The crowd cheers loudly as Leone smirks slightly at their reaction, before then continuing to speak.
 
Leone: I look back at my career and it seems that I don’t find rivals so much as mortal enemies, guys that don’t want to beat me in competition and instead just want to ruin my life. Why don’t we start with the main problem in my career, the man who has not only chosen me as his arch nemesis, but also has been a cancer in every organisation he has been a part of, Alex Walker. 2 years ago Alex, it’s been over 2 years in fact since you walked into 6CW and injected it with that lethal dose of poison that took so long to finally take effect. But even after two years Alex, I still go to sleep and see events that happened back then, I blink and the picture of you raising the 6CW World Title into the air flanked by your newly formed team of young talent you held back, overly inflated egos and street thugs. There are people have told me that this grudge is unhealthy, that I should let bygones be bygones and try and move on in my life, however clearly these people have no idea who I really am. I could have left well enough alone after I beat you at Night of Glory in 2012, and to be honest I never thought I’d have to see you in a wrestling arena again, but the moment you stepped foot in the 6WF arena after Born in Fire, I realised that was no longer an option. I may not have the greatest reputation in terms of always what’s right in my career, but ever since I saw you not only kill a company but also ruin the careers of a number of incredibly talented individuals, I vowed to never let you do the same again. Now I have to say that I have failed to do that, because you’ve already managed to move in and take control of here, and you’re looking stronger than ever before. But each action has an equal and opposite reaction doesn’t it Alex? You’ve pushed me far before, but you’ve never made me break any of my principles, and trust me when I say that you’re going to pay dearly for that. I’ve made you pay for the suffering you inflicted in 6CW by taking the work you put so much effort into and flushing it down the drain, but clearly that wasn’t enough. Now I have to find a new way to punish you for your wrongdoings in this federation, a federation which has spent 6 years climbing to the heights it has reached, only for you to try and pull it down into the doldrums where the scum like you lie. I guess now there is no other choice for me, prevention is much better cure, and in this case that phrase takes a much darker meaning. I can’t be around forever to keep putting out the fires you start, and with the number of guys who are waiting to stick that stake through my heart; the end may be coming for me sooner rather than later. So I guess that to truly beat you this time Alex, I’m going to have to play the game by your rules, and this time round I guess I’ll make sure that you can’t come back.
 
Leone looks up to the cameras and visibly snarls as the referee let out a murmur of cheers, but are slight uneasy with what they have just heard. Leone then keeps silent for a few more moments, seemingly trying to keep this atmosphere, before then continuing to speak.
 
Leone: But tonight you aren’t my main focus Alex, even if you did help bring in the problem that I now have to face. Enter Dicey Reilly, the man whose fall from grace has left the like of Lance Armstrong slightly shocked. I’ve called you out on this before Dicey, but even now I’m still unsure what would drive a man to throw away 4 years of reputation just to get back into a petty rivalry. You claim that it’s to stop me “killing” another company like I did 6CW, but I don’t believe that for a second, for all of the brain cells you’ve lost drinking you’re still a fairly smart guy. You know when someone is trying to manipulate you and that’s the reason you’ve always been your own guy throughout your career, until now at least. Now you get to be remembered by the 6WF audience as the guy who came back and attempted to drive the final nail into the 6WF coffin by handing the 6WF World Title to Cassius Zhi. Obviously the fact you took away my World Title hurt me dearly, I spent 6 months as the 6WF World Champion, the longest reign in that Championship’s history, and then just had the title pulled away from me by a bunch of guys who were jealous of the fact that since I’d last faced them, I went on with my career and attained new heights, meanwhile you disappeared into obscurity. Was that the reason Dicey? You were on your sofa all this time watching me attain a level of greatness you could only dream of getting, and Alex Walker then phoned you and gave you a chance to try and knock me off my plinth. Or was it the realisation that even though you will always be remembered as Mr 6CW, it was me who made the company into the dominant federation for all that time. I mean look at the facts Dicey, I dragged the company out of the shadow of 6WF at Night of Glory III, and by Night of Glory IV, and then when I came to 6WF at Born in Fire, all people could talk about was me. I transcended being a legend in one company and become a legend in the business in general, without me there would be no Alex Walker, no Genesis and I’m fairly damn sure there would no longer be Dicey Reilly. For better or worse I created and destroyed a number of things in both 6CW and 6WF, I did the job you felt was yours and you just hate the fact that after you’ve watched me for all of this time, you realise that I did it 100 times better than you.
 
At Chaos Dicey, when you set foot in the ring with me, the respect I felt for you will be gone, the memories of our legendary feud will be tucked away in a corner, and all that will remain is that image of you standing side by side with Alex Walker, because that’s the image that matters anymore. You’ve made your own bed of nails Dicey, now it’s time to see if you can really sleep on it.
 
Keith Leone stares intensely into the camera, before turning to the entrance ramp and walking over to the ropes, waiting for something to happen.

Saint's attention is captured by the sound of a microphone clicking on. Then a sinister, unenthusiastic voice begins to sing, though with barely enough melody to take it beyond talking.

"When the night has come
and the land is dark
And the moon is the only light we'll see

No, I won't be afraid
I won't be afraid
Just as long as you stand
Stand by Me"

Stand by me.

Ha...

STAND BY ME???

Cassius Zhi steps out onto the stage to be greeted by a cacophony of boos from The Saint's hometown crowd, his 6CW Title on his shoulder and the contract from Lockdown in his hand.

Cassius : Pathetic!

Fans : BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Cassius : Though after Chaos, you will at least have something in common with River Phoenix.

Just another career tragically cut short by the underestimation of one's own body's limits.

Cassius throws the contract down onto the stage

Cassius : And these Mancunian pavements that you are so proud of walking Saint... no matter how much you've contributed, no matter how much you stayed true... they will still hurt just as hard when YOU collapse upon them.

Cassius snorts with derision

Cassius : Stand by Me?

These people will only stand by as you fall. Just as they stood by as I fell into my own personal oblivion Saint!

Fans : BOOOOOOOO! SAINT! SAINT! SAINT!

Cassius : They don't care Saint.

All they want is entertainment. A hometown martyr is just as much value as a hometown hero.

A blue plaque on the wall whatever.

And even putting them to one side, Saint, just look around you.

NO-ONE cares!

Cassius scowls maliciously at Saint

Cassius : Even the enemies of Re-Genesis appreciate the need to remove you.

Cassius begins to pace the stage, slowly, deliberately. Addressing Saint but not looking at him.

Cassius : Everyone sees you for exactly what you are, Saint. You are just a stain on a sofa that has gone uncleansed for so long that it just becomes part of the pattern.
A sick, twisted, pattern of continually celebrated mediocrity.

Cassius turns back to Saint and spits with rage

Cassius : And it will only end when i tear that pattern from its frame, it will only end when I rip the diseased flesh from the bone. First JJ Johnson - and now you, Saint!

Cassius leans down and picks up the contract from the signing on Lockdown.

Cassius : You see... This is why this could never be about the 6CW World Heavyweight Championship Saint. That just wouldn't do.

It would be meaningless.

Cassius strokes his chin, fixing Saint with his piercing gaze.

Cassius : Too much... is meaningless here these days.

And you know what really grates me Saint? Its that it is far too easy to say that you are fighting for the honour of 6WF. People around here, they can say whatever they want... and they all say a lot of things... that they really don't mean.

Cassius continues to stroke his chin thoughtfully then laughs.

Cassius : The honour of 6WF.

I don't think so.

If you want to defend 6WF, Saint, then you need to MEAN IT! You need to offer more than just words. You need to offer.... some collateral.

You need to put the essence of 6WF on the line, Saint.

And the essence... is people like you.

That is why, Saint, you had to officially... legally... MEANINGFULLY... offer your career in defeat.

Cassius flicks the page of the contract and holds it up, laughing as the crowd ferociously boo him.

Cassius : Because it is time to get rid of that stain, Saint. Time to rip away that tired, archaic pattern.

Cassius takes one step down the ramp

Cassius : They call me sick, Saint. But I find it sick that you all conspired to stitch me into that same pattern. Stitched me into the pathetic fabric of this futile life! Made me believe that a Tibetan Torture match actually matters... like JJ Johnson making me believe that Born in Fire actually matters... like Miss Jessica making me believe... that love actually matters.

Cassius throws the contract skittling down the ramp with venom and points aggressively at The Saint.

Cassius : You had me locked away in an asylum. YOU SAINT... had everyone believe I was insane.

But it's not me who is insane, It's this whole damn world! It's 6WF that is insane! Where fictional constructs like the 6WF Title or the 6CW Title are given unjustified importance. When in reality, in a... sane dimension... just like out there in the open world, the only thing that is really important... The only thing that matters is whether you are even actually here.... or you are not.

And the only thing important to me, Saint..

Cassius looks down at his 6CW Title with remorse

Cassius : The only thing...

All emotion drains from Cassius' face and he stares chillingly into Saint's eyes.

Cassius : Is that after Chaos... YOU... are not!

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

AA: Greetings, MEN. Or should that be greetings, people? Alas, you know what I mean, I won't let Ms Harperson twist my words. I know what Ginny Wade did, thank you very much.

Now, you have not heard from me since the last pay per view, in Germany. The result was disappointing, and indeed this Resistance Insurrection is gathering steam. But my point still stands, that Mr Scorpion and Mr Riddick have yet to prove themselves. It's alright being a flat track bully, goodness, I was considered like that for a long time, but it is world championships that is the measuring stick of all great wrestlers. So, for now, they will be Montys of the wrestling world, rather than the Micklesons.

So, I see that I do not currently have a match on the card. That's more than fair, those who have more time deserve to shine, let them have their moments in the sun. Rest assured however, I shall make an appearance - but I'll leave that for you at home to figure out, the kind soul that I am. Always said I liked to challenge you didn't I?

"Lord of Winter Snow" blares out as the crowd cheer for Kuinshi as he walks down the ramp wearing his usual attire before sliding into the ring and catching a mic that was tossed into the ring for him.

Kuinshi: Well look at everyone in this arena! You all sound fantastic and I do not blame you one bit because that is what we do! We do not care about the weather outside and we come into arenas to cheer and boo whoever we want and to watch the most entertaining show on earth!

Kuinshi then clears his throat and smiles, sighing happily as he looks into the crowd from all 4 turnbuckles as they chant "6WF!" over and over.

Kuinshi: But there is something more important at the moment and it involves my two opponents for Chaos. James McManus who I was so very close to beating last friday but I am glad I get another crack at him and I assure you this time I will not fail.

*Kuinshi then shakes his head and looks up at the ramp*

Kuinshi: And then there was the guy who stopped me from becoming European Champion, the guy who proceeded to stick his nose it where it did not belong! I was so close until you butted your head in Fanatic and all because you have an issue with James McManus! Why couldn't you just restrain your stupid idea until after the match!?

RJ: Kuinshi getting upset over this doesn't suprise me...

Kuinshi: Why did you have to walk your lumbering backside into the ring and take him out right then? I had no issue with you until that point and now I do because you have just proceeded to piss me off! You want another fight with me do you? well at Chaos you get one weather you like it or not because I plan to kick your ass all around the ring for costing me a title that I was going to win!

RJ: More aggression than usual from Kuinshi, he must really want a fight

*Kuinshi starts pacing the ring, mumbling a little to himself before shaking his head*

Kuinshi: You want to stick your nose in my business Fanatic? Then I suggest you better get out here pretty quickly because I want to make sure you will never do that again! I want you right here, right now so I can beat some Truth into that impatient head of yours!

Kuinshi throws the mic down to the mat and yells "Bring it on!" as he awaits The Fanatic.

'Papercut' hits to a chorus of cheers as Marshall Murdoch enters the arena, he motions a title belt being put around his waist before heading down to the ring

RJ: 'There's the man who would be king Wire, he's had countless opportunities beforehand, but never in a one on one situation, do you think he can he silence the doubters and finally get the job done?'

MW: 'I really doubt it Arj, simply put - he's a bottler, he cannot get it done  when it matters, I fear that ReGenesis and in particular STANDARD Mike Hill will prove too much for him

RJ: 'Well you've changed your tune, it was a few short months ago that he was all that was good about this place!'

MW: 'Well times change Arj! This place has changed, and most importantly he's changed!'

Marshall finally enters the ring where he motion for the cheering crowd to hush down with his hands, before putting the microphone to his mouth when they stop cheering

MM: 'Well I've come out here for two reasons, firstly I have to say (Marshall points out the crowd) that's quite nice.

(The crowd start cheering again as Marshall breaks out into a smile)

MM: 'But secondly I wanted to ask you all if you've ever regretted anything?'

'Now don't get me wrong I'm not going to get all soppy on you and declare how I'm sorry about every bad thing I've done in the past - because the truth is that I'm not'

'And I also wouldn't change any of it, for all the beatdowns, all the betrayals, all the shite I've put people through, all the losses, all the victories and more recently every time I've my arse kicked, I wouldn't change one second of it and that's because it lead to this place, to this moment where I stand before you -  on the verge of becoming the next TAW World champion!'

(The crowd pop loudly again at this statement)

MM: 'However what I do regret is declaring myself the 'best never to win the big one', (Marshall shakes his head at this) because what was intended as a throwaway statement became this great burden around my neck, it made me look like I was happy to settle for 2nd best, it made me weak, it made me an easy target and gave my rivals plenty of ammunition and by god they used it, and ever since I have regretted those few words but on Sunday I get the chance to right that wrong, and its one I fully intend to correct.'

And so to Mike Hill, I'd like to say this, and I'm not going to revert to making cheap plays on the words standard this time, but I will make you regret every beat down, every cheap trick and even the moment you agreed to join Re-Genesis as let's be honest Re-Genesis need taking down a peg or two, and we're running out of guys who can do that, CP - god rest his soul - is gone, Keith Leone is banned from competing for any title, we could potentially lose The Saint as well this weekend, although some would argue that's no great loss, and to be honest I'd be inclined to agree with them at the moment, but the point is that 6WF needs someone they can look up to, someone they can rally around, someone to be the standard bearer, and that my friend is me!

'But let's be clear, whilst this technically may be my first ever one on one title world shot, I'm under no illusions Hill, I fully expect this to be as far from one on one as is humanly possible, after all you guys don't seem to believe in that do you? I mean Dicey Reilly basically handed both you and Cassius your titles, now I don't know if that's just because you're slightly insecure about your ability levels because let's face it you are going up against a vastly superior athlete here or if you're just all big into sharing, but hey the more the merrier, after all the more of you I can take out the more satisfying it'll be for me, and this (Marshall takes off his boot to show WALKER still written on the foot) has still gone unfulfilled.'

'So Hill when I beat you, and be under no illusions, I will beat you, it won't just be a victory for me, and it won't just be a loss for Re-Genesis, it will be the first nail in Re-Genesis' coffin, and that my friend is the new standard.'

Change In The House Of Flies belts out as the arena is plunged into darkness. The music plays for several moments leaving the arena in darkness. Suddenly the music cuts out and the lights come back on. Fanatic is standing in the ring behind Kuinshi. He smiles sadistically as Kuinshi slowly turns round after noticing his presence in the ring. 

F- Why oh why Kuinshi did I intefere in your little match last week. The answer is simple, the answer is ever so simple
I interfered in your little match, because James Has what is mine and you wanted what is mine. 
Soon kuinshi that belt will be mine again, there is nothing you can do about it.

Fanatic tilts his head on the side

F- You really think your pointless little threats worry me? You think you are going to harm me?
Well think again
Iam Not who or what you think I am
Iam not the weak, pointless Fanatic anymore

Fanatic again laughs manically

F-For I am the hitman sent for you
I am the heart attack that will kill you
I am the ticking time bomb ready to explode
I am The Devils incarnate
I am Fear

Fanatic stares right at Kuinshi

F- You see this blood on my hand Kuinshi?

Fanatic shows his blood covered hand to Kuinshi.

F-Yours will be joining James' on it
I'm Coming for you. And All that step in the way of me taking what is rightfully mine
The resurrection of the dark destroyer is almost complete.

The Saint continues to sit on the step, surrounded by the fans that are hurling obscenities at Cassius. The Saint looks around at them and then stands, looking down on Cassius on the stage.

The Saint: Considering you think that no-one cares, Cassius, it looks to me like this sell out crowd begs to differ...

There is a deafening roar within the MEN as The Saint looks towards Cassius.

The Saint: And you see, that's atypical of everything about you. A man who has immersed himself within a cocoon of paranoia, of vendetta, a man who's distorted grip on reality is becoming nothing more than a side show. A laughable show of insanity, that is becoming more and more sideshow, the more you bore us all with your inane, tired talk. 

This whole spiel, Cassius, where you enlighten us with your thought out, considered point of view, the way that you vociferously, psychologically try and break your opponents down, the structured, calculated way in which you psychologically wear your opponent down so that not only are they fighting you, they're fighting their own demons, it's your hallmark, your calling card.

Unfortunately, it doesn't work with me.

The crowd roar.

The Saint: I've seen it all, done it all, fought them all and beaten them all, and that includes you, too.

I could easily stand here and harp on about how I beat you in your own match, left you permanently scarred when I wrapped that barbed wire round your neck, watched you writhe in agony as the EMT's had to almost rip it from your flesh, but it is irrelevant now, it means nothing... Things have changed, you have changed and I have changed.

Like you say, it doesn't matter.

The past doesn't matter and the future doesn't matter either. The only thing that does matter now, Cassius, is Sunday night, that main event, when that bell rings. Our last fight was dubbed the survival of the sickest, this one is a different entity, Cassius. This is the end, or the beginning.

But one thing you said that resonated with me, the one thing that ignited the fire within me to combustible levels, was you saying that none of this matters. That The Saint doesn't matter, that these people don't matter...

Because they do.

On Sunday night, they're going to matter more than anything in both of our worlds. Because they are going to be the thing that either drive me on to victory, or prevent you from making that killer shckwave, the one that ends my career...

They will be the psychological gut check that test you to your limits. 

You'll be left questioning whether you can really finish me. 6WF will be left questioning whether it can function without The Saint. If I'm it's essence, my removal will be felt all over the company. I run through 6WF's blood, like it runs through mine and your proposed transfusion will not happen!

I refuse to fail, I've tasted defeat in front of these people, I had to suffer the humiliation and heart break of falling 30 feet through Hell in a Cell in front of these people. They had to witness my rag doll like form crumple and break as I collided with that steel...

I REFUSE TO SUFFER THAT AGAIN!!

Sunday will not be the end of me Cassius!

The only way you'll remove me from that ring, the only way to end my career, pure and simply, Cassius...

The Saint's tone lowers as the seriousness of what he's about to say sets in.

The Saint:... Is to kill me.

(Suddenly 'Rain Wizard' is blasted out and the crowds booing gets even louder. Crime Lord slowly steps out onto the stage wearing a grey suit with a blue shirt, he unbuttons the jacket and strides down the ramp, readjusting the Hardcore Championship on his shoulder as he does. Crime Lord gets to the ring and walks up the steps before stepping through the ropes and walking around the 6'11'' monster. He stops dead in front of him, about two feet between them and brings the microphone up to his lips.)

CL- Nothing I can do to stop you? Nothing I can do...big words from a big man. I know you've not been around that long, certainly not as long as me, but I've been told quite a lot that I can't do things and every time I have proven them wrong. I was told I couldn't win a title in my first pay per view match, but I did...this one in fact (Crime Lord pats the Hardcore title). I was told I couldn't beat TGA, the dominant 6WF World Champion...but of course I did. I was told that I couldn't do it again, climb the ladder...I did. I was told I couldn't be a three time world champion...but I did. I was told that I couldn't win the Time Attack match...but I did. I was told I couldn't beat the entire roster in one match...but I did. I was told that I couldn't beat Logan Kincade..but I did, again and again.

Takeo, compared to those things, compared to those achievements you are a damn walk in the park. At Explosion I came within a whisker of doing the impossible, not the probable, not the difficult...the goddamn impossible! I walked out of Hardcore Hell still standing, still champion and I nearly won Fight for the Right, less than a hour later. Do you understand what you're coming up against, you're coming up against 6WF's legend, 6WF's greatest. I have done more than anybody else in this company could dream of and I've beaten better men than you. 

(Crime Lord starts to pace as Takeo stares emotionless back at him.)

CL- A sneak attack doesn't change that, it doesn't prove anything other than you're scared, scared of what I can do to you when you face me head on, scared of what I could do to you if you didn't sneak up, if you weren't in a match with more people. You are so terrified by that prospect that you attacked me, not as a message or to prove a point, but to try and soften me up, give yourself an advantage that you need. 

I can understand your fear...I can understand your desire to gain an advantage before facing me. But your inexperience has betrayed you. I wasn't softened up by your attack, sure it was a shock and a surprise but physically I'm doing such mine. Mentally though, psychologically I'm not so fine, I am angry, furious. I hate punks like you thinking they're something special. You've had a small amount of success in a short amount of time...I've been doing this for five damn years and I have achieved everything there is to achieve more than once. Your attack was a disrespect to me. You don't do that to me, whether you want to see it as clever or not, it has put you in a place you don't want to be, it's put you in my firing line.

You are right to be afraid because you know what they say, the bigger you are...the harder you fall. 

(Crime Lord is furious as he steps closer to Takeo, holding the title up.)

CL- This title is staying with me.

Leone is halfway through the ropes when Dicey walks out onto the rampway
 
Dicey: Oh Keith how the tables have turned, not long ago it was me out there in the ring getting the cheers and applause but to be fair it was from a higher class of fan
 
Crowd: Booooooooooooooooooooooooooo
 
Dicey: but look at us now you down there drinking it all up and playing up to their every emotion, riling them up about te state of the company and how Alex Walker is Satan incarnate, when we both know that since Alex has blessed this shithole and got rid of that god awful Danny McGraw this company has grown 10 fold, Walker and Re-Genesis has dragged this down trodden backwater company back to the top of the pile just as he did with my beloved 6CW all those years ago, like it or not Keith this place was dying, people like McGraw and the Consultancy were bleeding it dry but it was saved by the same man that you all hate and criticise, is it just a British thing or are you all that stupid to realise the truth
 
The crowd turn nasty as Dicey just grins at them
 

Dicey: As for Walker destroying 6CW and killing the careers of its wrestlers, well we both now that was down to you now wasn’t it Keithy, when you beat Lex at Night of Glory you didn’t only destroy Genesis you set in motion the beginning of the end of 6CW but I had my part to play in its downfall, if it wasn’t for my interference in that ill fated match then you wouldn’t have won the title but I have had to live with that since the day 6CW closed it’s doors, I had to answer all the calls from people that were like a family to me, listening to their every cry to their every worry because they looked up to me, they say me as a father figure and most of what I heard tore my heart in two, I helped as much as I could Keith but I am just one man with limited income and resources but then Walker came along and saw what was happening, like him or not or his time in 6CW but he did care what was happening to those people and wrestlers and one by one he got them jobs here, just look at Steel, Kenty, Team Japan, Udo, Walker stepped up and found them a new home, a new purpose unlike you Keith, you jumped ship the minute the water touched your feet, you never looked back you never cared like the rest of us, you didn’t want to win the 6CW title to “save” CW you wanted it to put you on the market so the likes of McGraw could see how special you were and so you could get your old job back here but not as the Hardcore chump you once were but as the a main player, you used 6CW as a bargaining chip and in my eyes that makes you the biggest scumbag in this business

The arena crowd, still buzzing from the show so far are plunged into darkness as the arena lights shut off and a spotlight hits the ramp.

?: Well... well well well

The crowd instantly recognize the accent and descend into a chorus of boos as Logan Kincade slowly steps out into the arena with a smirk spread across his half scarred half war painted face.

He strolls down the ramp with the Fight For the Right briefcase in his hand, the case itself blood stained and dented from the various attacks from Geoff Steel.

Logan reaches the ring where a Microphone is rolled toards him as he enters the ropes with the sound of boos echoing around the MEN Arena.

LK: Hahahahaha...... L.I.V.........

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

LK: ...E.R.P...

CROWD: BOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

LK: Double O. L hahahahahaha You people are so easy it's not even worth continuing with this shit...

Crowd: UNITED! CITEH! UNITED CITEH!

LK: So...... as fun as this isn't. There is something that needs to be addressed. Geoff..... GEOFF!......fucking.... Steel, I know you are waiting to come out here with your stupid fucking shorts with your mother fucking name on them. SO why not just Get your goofy arse out here and let's get this sorted right here.......right now.

Logan holds up the briefcase with a smirk.

LK:.... because, I have something that I would like to give to you, I feel that I owe you one......

Kincade glares at the ramp waiting for Geoff to appear.

"The Next Big Thing" blasts out around the arena and the crowd descend into boos as Mike Hill strolls out onto the stage with a microphone in hand. He taps the title belt wrapped around his waist before raising the mic to his lips.

RJ: I didn't think it would be too long until we saw Mike Hill out here, he always has something to say.

MW: Marshall is the one who called him out RJ, Hill has the right to respond.

Mike Hill: Mike Hill thought you said that you weren't going to resort to cheap and unfunny play on words to do with Standard, yet you end that cute little speech of yours with "That will be the new standard." Now Mike Hill doesn't know whether this is because you are downright dumb or because you're a liar, it's probably a bit of both.

That's all that whole speech was Marshall, it was just lie after lie, these fans are happy to eat it up but the champ can see through it all Marshall. Mike Hill does not know why you regret calling yourself "The Best to never win a world title," in fact you should be proud of the fact you were able to accept the truth when no-one else would, when the likes of RJ were you telling you that you were going to be The Next Big Thing. Deep down Marshall, you knew that was all you were ever going to be, it's your destiny to be the 2nd best, so don't start deluding yourself now. You couldn't beat The Saint so how in the hell do you think your going to beat the greatest wrestler in this company, STANDARD MIKE HILL!

In fact, you remind Mike Hill a lot of The Saint. Both of you are in the business of making promises that you can't keep. The Saint promised he would beat Mike Hill, now a month later Re-Genesis are about to rid 6WF of it's "ultimate weapon." Doesn't that make you think Marshy? You have nowhere near the history and reputation of The Saint, so think how easy it will be for Re-Genesis to rid 6WF of your false promises? That's not the only reason why you remind me of The Saint though Marshall, the other is that you are both fantasticly delusional. Do you really believe that on Sunday, when we are stood across the ring staring each other waiting for the match to start, that you are the superior athlete? Do you really think that you are this god damn good?

Let Mike Hill answer that for you Marshy, Mike Hill knows you aren't a superior athlete, you only have to look at our histories to see that. Whilst your proudest moment is beating Clarke James for the European Title, Mike Hill is a two time TAW Champion of The World. Mike Hill has won the triple crown in 6WF, Mike Hill won the tag team titles pretty much by himself he carried Rock V2 that much. Mike Hill has re-defined 6WF, Mike Hill has raised THE STANDARD! It makes what you've done look pretty insignificant doesn't it Marshy?

RJ: Why is Hill always talking about the past? He needs to focus on the here and now, Marshall Murdoch is a legitimate threat to his title.

Mike Hill: You want to drone on about Mike Hill joining Re-Genesis and having the assistance of Dicey Reilly in winning this belt, then carry on doing that because like I said, Mike Hill sees through that. You're not angry about that Marshall, just bitter and regretful. You know it could be you stood here, secure in your future, if you'd have listened to Mike Hill all that time ago when he told you that Danny McGraw would not be able to deliver what you want.

You are bitter that you backed the wrong horse Marshall. If you'd have seen past McGraw's Texan charm offensive, you'd have known that Alex Walker was the man to bring 6WF forward, to bring you forward. But out of some sense of misplaced loyalty, you decided that McGraw was the man to follow and now you find yourself in the position you've always desired, on the cusp of a world title, but with no-one to back you up, no-one to help you fight the unstoppable juggernaut that is Re-Genesis.

You made the wrong decision Marshall, now you must face the consequences of that decision, which is being out-classed in the middle of that ring this coming Sunday.

*Hill smirks at Murdoch and taps the title belt around his waist.

Keith Leone stares coldly at Dicey Reilly as a “Leone” chant breaks out around the arena, leading to a sick smile appearing on Dicey’s face, before Leone then raises the microphone to his mouth to speak.
 
Leone: Who the hell do you think you are?
 
Leone scowls at Dicey as the fans cheer, before Dicey then mouths back at Leone “the guy who kicked your ass”.
 
Leone: No I’m serious, because the man that standing in front of me now definitely isn’t Dicey Reilly, last time I saw the real Dicey Reilly he had some form of honour and respect. I mean listen to yourself, “higher class of fan”, first of all you really can’t talk about other people’s class after the number of times you’ve woken up in some alleyway covered in various bodily fluids. Secondly, last time I checked it didn’t matter whether the fans were 6WF fans or 6CW fans, we went out and gave our all every night to entertain, because without them we wouldn’t have our jobs. You might like to think that you work alone, that you’re a lone wolf and that I’m a whore or a “scumbag” as you put it, and you’d be right, however that still makes me ten times better than you. It’s not that you don’t understand the situation that you’re in, because we all know that you’re smarter than you look, as hard as that is to imagine. You just choose to ignore the facts, because why let silly things like that get in the way of a jealous hatred you’ve built up for over a year now. The shocking thing about it all is that you’re willing to kill an entire company and put a great number of people, yourself included, out of a job just in order to try and prove that you’re better than me, but before we carry on this I feel the need to inform you that you’re wasting your time.
 
The crowd cheer loudly as Leone now smirks at Dicey who carries on looking unimpressed at Leone.
 
Leone: I mean there are a number of reasons why I’m better than you, and without going through them all to bore these “lower class fans” to tears, we don’t we address something you said earlier. The little cheap shot to Britain “are you all that stupid”, ha ha, that’s a good one Dicey, and now I guess I’m supposed to retort with some Irish stereotype towards you, but I’m not. I on the other hand would rather go through every piece of your argument and deconstruct and invalidate piece by piece to prove that although you may well be smarter than you look, you’re still not in my league technically or mentally. I mean seriously, back to the broken record that Alex has been trying to play all this time about how I “killed” 6CW whilst the “innocent” Alex Walker tried to save it. Now admittedly, you were smart enough to remember how you did support me, although did miss out the fact how it was after I was being beaten down by Lex and the good and honest Alex. You also forgot to remember the men who lost their jobs due to Walker, guys like Michael Sweetwater, Daniel Reilly and Perfect Jack. I may not have been able to see eye to eye with those guys all of the time, however there is no doubting they helped to build the company up to the pinnacle of wrestling, more so than your friend Alex Walker did. In fact, it’s a surprise you were even left with a job after Walker purged the company, though maybe he just felt sorry for an Extreme Champion that was too fragile to defend his title properly. Oh sorry, there was a cheap shot there, I couldn’t help myself, but why don’t we move on to how you felt so sad when you had to answer those phone calls of distraught guys who lost their jobs. Do you remember the scene at Night of Glory, there were guys lining the entrance ramp when I made my way down to the ring to fight with their jobs on the line, you may have been Mr 6CW Dicey, but when you went AWOL I picked up the slack, and I led that locker room. But with that in mind, it hurt me so badly when I saw those guys losing their jobs, yes you got phone calls from guys upset, but did you ever have to explain to friends why everything they had fought for turned out to be irrelevant. I was with those upset guys who spent 6 months fighting Walker to keep their jobs, so don’t tell me how sad you felt speaking to them when I know exactly how bad they felt while I was fighting with them.
 
But now I do feel it’s time to go on the offensive again Dicey, so why don’t I address you, from one scumbag to another, how does it feel to know that you’re working for the guy who allowed me to do all of those things to Jack? When you call me a scumbag for jumping to 6WF, it seems a little irrelevant compared to the things I’ve done in my past. I screwed Geoff over in the past and he came back with Walker and tried to get his revenge, I beat Hidari in the past, and he then came back with Walker and tried to get revenge. You though, I took the closest thing you had to family and put them through hell, I didn’t care that Jack was a father, I just wanted to see how far I could push you, and it turns out that it was pretty far. I mean we damn near killed each other at Destiny two years ago, and I always thought that if we were to ever fight again it would just be one on one. No family to get in the way, no backup from guys, just the two of us fighting to find out who really is the best, but you couldn’t do that. You instead would rather team with the guy who put your family in danger, to try and beat the guy who did the damage. Now I realise that we are never going to be friends after what I did to you, however I thought that you could never forgive Walker for what he did either, but it seems that my judgements of you are a little off. So Dicey, am I still the biggest scumbag in this company, or is it the man whose turned his back on his own closest friends to try and get some petty vengeance?
 
Keith Leone smiles at Dicey Reilly, as the crowd descend into silence, unsure of what is about to happen.

The scene opens at a 6WF press conference, sat behind a table bearing a 6WF - Chaos banner is Lex Hart and Mr Kenty

A roomful of press and fans are in attendance, the flashes of camera bulbs start as a 6WF PR lady sat between the two superstars, leans towards a microphone

PR: Ladies and Gentleman thank you for joining us today at this press junket for the upcoming 6WF PPV Chaos. I am joined on my left by the former 6WF and 6CW champion Lex Hart

Lex lifts his sunglasses and sneers at the audience

PR: And on my right a star in the making and sure fire future 6WF champion Mr Kenty!!!!

Kenty leans over to the mic

MK: KENTY!!!!!

The PR lady giggles as Lex shakes his head

PR: If we could try and do this in an orderly manner, please don't use your allocated time to self promote, you will all have received a list of questions to avoid that was provided by Lex's agents earlier today so if we could ensure those wishes are respected

Lex sighs and looks at his watch
PR: I'll suggest we get things started

Lex stands pushing the PR lady to one side
LH: Seeing as everybody here has come to see me anyways lets remove the niceties and get down to business, Kenty you may as well leave. Despite the schoolgirl crush exhibited by this unprofessional whore, people do not care that you are here tonight. Your place in this match has already been identified as generic loser so why not do yourself a favour and avoid the embarrassment undoubtedly due to follow when all the spotlight falls on me

We won't hold it against you

Kenty remains unmoved, smiling at Lex's suggestion

Lex shakes his head
LH: As you wish, don't say I didn't warn you

Lex retakes his seat and all the press people orderly raise thre hands, eager to ask the first question. The PR girl points to a tubby guy in the front row

??: Mel Davison Sky Sports News. -This match has been tagged by some as Master vs Apprentice

Lex nods

MD: Mr Kenty, given Lex's woeful record since his 6WF return it is probably fairer to label it as 6WF Past vs 6WF future 

Lex shakes his head and slouches in his chair

MD: Kenty - How does it feel being identified as a future star of the company?

Logan is not waiting long before the sound of Last Resort begins to echo around the arena, the crowd once more ascend into boos at the thought of Geoff Steel making an appearance. Logan remains silent watching up the ramp waiting for Geoff to make his entrance; Steel eventually saunters out from behind the curtain into the spotlight. Geoff has a cocky smile on his face and beams broadly at Logan in the ring already with microphone in hand, Steel then looks down at his shorts and runs his hand down the side with his name written on and slaps his thigh. He then surveys the crowd and takes in a huge breath gesturing for more, before composing himself and asking for his music to be stopped, he then lifts the microphone to in front of his mouth

GS: Well Logan I’m here, in my shorts with my mother fucking name on, just like you requested, but if I was you Logan I would become more careful about what you wish for. I’ve made it clear what I want Logan and that is something that you possess for now, Ive got my opportunity on Sunday to right the wrongs of the last month, and take that briefcase from you, although I might get them to write me up a new contract, the idea of walking around carrying something you have touched yet alone covered in your bodily fluids makes my skin crawl, who knows what kind of diseases you still have in Liverpool that I might be able to catch.

Geoff shudders on the stage before laughing, as a section of the crowd cheer, Steel quickly flicks them and finger and they begin to boo.

GS: But you’ve got me intrigues Logan what exactly is it that you want to give me? I’m struggling to comprehend what it might be, it’s not my birthday for another few months so it can’t be that, Christmas is drawing closer but that’s still almost an eternity away, I suppose it could be an early present but you don’t strike me as a guy with much imagination and I have almost everything I need, if it’s a tie or some kind of comedy negligee you can keep it Logan. What else could it be?

Steel ponders rubbing his chin

GS: Its Yorkshire day on August 1st is it a gift to celebrate my heritage, maybe a flat cap or even a whippet, as much as I love them I can’t say I would have enough time to look after it. I suppose the only option left to me is that in some way you want a fight? But that’s the most absurd option yet, I’ve proven these last few weeks that your no match for me Logan, I’ve taken you apart week by week, leaving you blooded and beaten with very little resistance, if it is a fight Logan I’m afraid you aren’t going to get what you want, I’m just too good for you.

GS: Sunday is the day when Re-Genesis cement our place in history, when we hold all the cards and all the power, a time when we can really begin to shape this company in our own superior image without any opposition, there won’t be anarchy or even chaos, because there will be nobody left to fight, nobody will have the balls to stand against us, certainly not you. So I’m coming for that briefcase Logan and I’m leaving with it, with you still attached if need be ill drag you around as yet another sign of my dominance. You have a god complex Logan you think you are untouchable I’m here to show you for the fool you are and send yet another message to the entire roster, that Geoff Steel and RE-Genesis are the present and 6WFs future.

Steel lowers the microphone and stares coldly at Logan in the ring who remains unmoved

GS: You look like you’ve got something to say Logan, Come on spit it out, you have nothing to be afraid of till Sunday

Logan smiles at Steel before bringing the Mic to his lips.

LK: Oh you know me Meffry, I always have something to say to deluded no hopers. You seem to think you have dominated me in matches... Well you keep forgetting to mention the fact that you can't beat me without resorting to smashing me in the face with a god damn BRIEFCASE!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

LK: Shut the fuck up you manc wankers! Geoff you seem to be missing my point, You keep on saying how you can just take my shot, then why do I still hold it? I thought Walker was the top dog around here? Why not just fucking change the result of the Fight for the right? You can't see the wood for the trees Steel, you have your head shoved so far up your own arse you can't see when you are being PLAYED! He doesn't want you to win the match and the contract so that YOU can go on to become the world champion...

Logan begins to pace the rope always looking at Steel on the ramp

LK: ...He just wants someone, ANYONE! To take it off me because he knows, you know haha even these fucking Mancs know it

Crowd: YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!

LK: I am the one person on this entire roster that Alex Walker can not allow to give the influence that comes with being World champion to. and you know why Geoff? Because I am the only one who could truly bring this fucking place to it's knees, not with a team, not with a manager.... just... me. He knows if I get the key to the gates... then I would bring this place down around his ears. I want to go down as the greatest world champion this business has ever know, then I want to be the LAST champion 6WF has ever known before I destroy it and build it anew in my own image. I am bigger than Re-Genesis, I am bigger than The world championship I! AM BIGGER THAN 6 W F!

Crowd: BOOOOOOO!! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!

RJ: Well... folks we have left this to unfold for a little while but it's pretty clear that Logan has lost his mind

MW: Are you high? He is the best! I can't wait to see him as world champ

RJ: He is proclaiming that he will destroy the whole company... you soulc be out of a job idiot!

MW: It's all a metaphor Arj, he means he will rebuild it in his own image, Logan Kincade Wrestling Federation! IMAGINE IT!

RJ: Yeah.... it would be horrible

Logan stops and glares at Steel as he raises the briefcase high in the air.

LK: This is the one thing that Walker is afraid of Geoff, McGraw knew that too... that's why he fucked me over again and again, My dominance of thr Hardcore title should have afforded me a shot at the world title long ago. But when Walker hatched his plan to get rid of Walker he forgot about me and now he realises his mistake and he needs someone stupid enough to be willing to believe the lies and bullshit he spews on a daily basis, he needs someone he can shape like clay, someone who will do as he is told...... someone like you Geoff. Some fucking....puppet, problem with puppets Geoff? They always need a master and I am..... the master of puppets.

Logan smirks at Geoff who just stares back

Steel yawns covering his mouth with his hand, he then looks down at his wrist and shakes his head, before liting up his microphone

GS: You quite done Kincade? You know I’ll let you in on a secret Logan, all this talk of me being nothing but a puppet a trusted sidekick of Walker its, it’s really starting to get stale to me, its predictable, each superstar I have faced since I joined Re-Genesis has said it’s not me they should be afraid of im just following orders, its Walker who has the real power, let me ask you Logan who is it week after week and inflicts all sorts of damage, is it Alex Walker? Do you see him in the ring drilling guys heads into the mat, smashing guys over the head with let’s say a briefcase, no Alex watches from the side-lines giving encouragement, words only go so far Logan, Alex can spread the message, it’s my job to enforce that message time and time again, you can call me a slave or a puppet or whatever adjective you choose, but what Re-Genesis really is, it’s a partnership, each man a well-oiled cog in a juggernaut, there is a reason every superstar that has faced Re-Genesis so far has failed and that’s because they don’t truly understand what Re-Genesis is, they don’t get the notion and that’s why they will never be selected, you will never be selected Logan, your one man and however much you believe deep down that you could beat us all on your own, it’s just never going to happen.

Steel shakes his head and mouths never to Logan

GS: You point out Logan that for the last few weeks I have resulted to crashing that very briefcase into your head to put you out of service, like I couldn’t beat you without it as if I almost rely on it, My question to you Logan is why haven’t you done anything to stop me? Each week I have beaten you the same way and to date you haven’t developed a way to counteract that, the real greats of this industry learn from their mistakes where as you just keep on repeating them, I have a knack of spotting the weakness in my opponents Logan and your is that mush beneath that contorted skull of yours, you only think in the moment, a creature of instinct and reaction, That’s only gets you so far though and now you are being found out, you are coming up against a man who has a plan and knows how to implement it, maybe it’s time you took a step back Logan and stick to what you know, I’m sure Crimelord would rejoice at another opportunity to face you.

RJ: Please not again, we are lucky nobody died the last time

MW: You can’t deny that it wouldn’t be anything but entertaining though

GS: I’m not afraid of you Logan, Id step in that ring with you right now without an ounce of fear, I have your number Logan and I have all the momentum and as much as you think you can change that, that task is too big for the likes of you. That briefcase belongs to me and more importantly that briefcase belongs to Re-Genesis.

Why don’t you humour us Logan, I’m sure the whole world would like to know your masterplan, even if it is just for comedic value

Steel lowers his microphone and returns a smile to Kincade.

LK: Who says I am not learning from it all Geoff? You said it yourself, You attack me again and again..... but I am still here, I haven't gone running, I am sizing you up for the big one.... I have said it before I will say it again to people bigger and better than you Steel.... I save it all for the PPVs, always have always will. Cos you see people like me, people who are born to lead, don't do their best work in meaningless situations, I leave that to people like you.

But the fact I am not the only one who has said that you are a PUPPET.. and yet you STILL don't see what is right infront of you tells me all I need to know about you.

Logan steps out onto the apron and sits on the edge of the ring placing the briefcase on the ground infront of him before putting his feet on the top of it.

LK: Here it is Geoff... Come and take it.... come on.

Logan smiles in disturbing manner

RJ: Urgh Logan doesn't look right smiling like that

MW: He is happy! leave the man alone man!

LK:I don't need to tell you or anyone my plans, you will see it all happen before your eyes soon enough. Just as people got sick of the original Genesis in 6CW and ultimately told them where to go, so too will the dick heads in this place do the same with GenesisV2 the only difference this time... is 6WF isn't a collection of sad acts like 6CW was. There are actually some people in 6WF who you could almost call "decent" competitors but still.... shit hahahaha

RJ: Honestly

LK: So... come on down Geoff... or.... has your boss told you what you can and can't do?..... yeah I thought so. SO if we are done here, we have both said what we wanted to say, and you are too much of a shithouse to come down here.... why don't you just fuck off ay?

Logan jumps off the Apron and stands with his arms wide and the briefcase at his feet as he beams a smile at Steel who just smirks unmoved by Logan's words...

???: And you don’t realise the Lies in your truth Scorpion.....

A voice comes from nowhere as Scorpion, Oko and Vortex look around recognising the voice.

Suddenly the tron shows static before an image begins to appear, Visage, sitting on his throne of skulls, looking into the camera, his face in shadow and only the Orisha Symbol scarred into his chest is clearly visible...

Visage: You see Scorpion, you take your mane from a true predator, a creature so feared by everyone and everything, and there you stand, at the top of a ramp, on a stage, in the open. Your weaknesses plain to see, your ego, it needs pleasuring like a fat drunk. Your so called superiority? You are a better wrestler than a lot here, I'll give you that. But, my predatory friend, that is no feat to be proud of.....

Scorpion is ranting and raving at the screen while the consultancy seem very amused by Visage's words...

Visage: Is that funny? Oko, do you see this as some sort of a joke on Scorpions expense? One of those that he's so much better than... IS YOU! You swagger around thinking that your Race and your heritage gives you some sort of right? Like your a warrior because you come from a bloodline linked to the warriors of old? That sword you carry around, the link to the man you wish you could be... You just signed your own fate, you decided to make things personal with the regenisis.. and now you shall fall on the sword that you so covet.

Visage laughs to himself as Oko stands trying not to look flustered...

Visage: unusually quiet for you tonight Oko? What’s the matter? You not feeling all that confident knowing you face the prospect of facing us for the titles? I cant say I blame you... And now onto you.. the 'big man' Vortex. The morphus spherical mass that exists only to repulse the masses. You see, you cholesterol infested mewling, you described us as vultures? To take 'advantage' of what you had done, and to even suggest that beating anyone but you would mean nothing... We have beaten you, we've beaten you into a pulp on many occasions, we have embarrassed Dopant Zero and took their 'Hard Earned' titles. The only team that we would find a challenge is the so called revolution..

Scorpion Smirks at the Consultancy in the ring as they snarl back and Visage sniggers to himself.


Visage: Just look how easily I get into your head. I'm not even in the ring with you and Im already beating you... How do you even go into this tournament, when you know it's a forgone conclusion.. the only real question here is, Who's going to be pinned by Udo in the end, will it be Scorpion?or will it be Riddick?

*The hive of activity from the assembled media enters a new stage of excitement when the camera pans in on a swarve looking Mr Kenty. The flashbulbs go off in their droves as the crammed media circus illuminate Old Trafford's media centre ferociously with white light. Kenty is wearing a long black buttoned shirt, his top button casually undone with a pair of grey trousers and smart black shoes to boot. Kenty is also wearing a smart metallic rolex on his left wrist. Behind the long brown table covered in a white sheet and two smartly placed jugs of water rest, sit the superstars and the 6WF PR representative who are just in front of the Chaos banner and a large white display of the 6WF logo and the company's sponsors. Smiling broadly, Kenty taps on his plastic name holder and then a adjusted microphone infront of him before looking up revealing his bright white teeth to the world in a broad smile as the camera flashbulbs continue to go off. Kenty waits a few seconds biting his bottom lip as the media circus simmer down and the eager diehard 6WF fans who have snuk into the event quieten down before speaking to the floor.*


Mr Kenty: Well, may I firstly just say Ladies and Gentleman.. It's great to be in Manchester again. I have plenty of fond memories of Manchester from my 6CW days and the success I had their when 6CW had Pay-per-views in Manchester. I hope that being part of a 6WF pay-per-view in Manchester for the first time for me I can make another fond memory. A memory that in many ways I will sadly look back on in the circumstances but see it as a important learning curve.


Mr Kenty: Ironically, in many ways in a sporting sense, Manchester is a city divided. We have two teams that share a prestigious and long documented history. In the red corner we have Manchester United. And in the blue corner.. we have Manchester City. In many ways Lex and I share a similar ferocious rivalry but I hope a rivalry where we mutually respect one another like many of the brothers who support either Manchester City or Manchester United. Brothers may fight or argue over these two teams in this city but they still respect each other.


*Mr Kenty glances hopefully towards Lex who looks on without an inch of remorse or compassion. His steely glare focused on the media circus as Kenty seemingly shakes his head before speaking again.*


Mr Kenty: In regard to your question, a future star of this company.. It's hard to say if I will be. You got to look at the broader picture.. this company has some of the finest competitors on the planet. Many of us athletes breath and live sport, simply. The will to win and the pressure atmosphere.. we thrive on it. We thrive on entertaining each and every one of you guys who follow this company. We thrive on the sheer energy you guys give us with your support  and kinds words. In may regards, it's our fuel. 


Mr Kenty: To be a future star of this company takes a hell of a lot of guts and determination. But it also takes a lot of perseverance and composure. Look at the guy nearest me now, Lex Hart. Lex, has scaled the heights of some of the greatest wrestling federations known around the world. Why? well, Lex Hart has persevered and gone like hell to achieve his targets and for that you can only respect. Lex in my eyes is still and will always be a star of this company. 


Mr Kenty: I think it's disrespectful to his name that anyone should consider Lex anything else than what he is.. a star. Lex Hart has proved time and time again that he will do anything and I mean anything to preserve his status as The man of this company and the guy that will leave nothing to be desired. Their is a reason why the man sitting closest to me is considered to be one of the greats of this company and you all know that reason.. Lex Hart is simply a champion. 


Mr Kenty: Everybody goes through patches of their career where the road is not as smooth as they believe. Where, pot-holes are more frequent than that glorious stretch of motorway. I feel what ever is going in Lex's mind is something seriously warped and deluded though.. for all the respect I have for Lex Hart, something or someone has seriously changed his perspective to something.. something completely wrong and false.  

Mr Kenty: And, I like to think that this match at Choas would be between two friends. Two guys who mutally respect each other and a match between two guys who know that the better man will win when the cards are down and all the dust has settled. I cannot emphasis this enough, this match between Lex and I is personal. This match between Lex and I is a match that has come around from jealously and bad feeling. Why? I haven't got a clue.. that is a question for Lex to answer. If his so called agents will allow it that is.

Mr Kenty: As far as I'm concerned, the match at Choas can be dolled up as much as it want's to be. Master vs Apprentice, Friend vs Friend, Rival vs Rival whatever you wan't to call it, bottom line is that this match is between two guys only. Lex Hart vs Mr Kenty.. Infront of a max capacity of 21,000 screaming 6WF fans ready to witness a battle and a war like no other. A war where two friends push each other to their very limits and more.. all for the sake of finding out who the better guy is. And trust me when I say I didn't make this personal.

*Standing up, Kenty walks away from his chair and trudges towards the main stand in the middle of the table where a makeshift podium is placed with a microphone ready to be used. The crowd brace themselves for a potential scuffle but as Kenty looks at Lex for some eye-contact, Lex continues to remain eerily silent and calm as he looks at his watch and sighs loudly almost bored. Kenty nods his head before looking back at the media circus, standing from the stand ready to speak again.*

Mr Kenty: I know all of you guys have plenty of questions for Lex and I.. I appreciate that you all came here to see us in person and really grasp the magnitude for us in this match on Sunday. Many of you, I saw in Germany for our Explosion press conference and I guess you are very lucky to have me again here for the Chaos press conference! But when I got the call I couldn't resist.. and when Lex was also announced as attending I couldn't wait. 

Mr Kenty: I wan't to take you back around two years.. 2011. Seems a awful long time ago. 24 months.. wow. 24 months ago, I stepped out from that curtain against Ian Morris, a Glasgow local for my first match. That night turned out to be my big break.. and the first night I met Lex Hart. Lex and I seemed to have an instant connection, we were so similar and so intent on taking on the very best. Lex, of course already was at that point where I dreamed about going, therefore I aspired to be as a good as Lex Hart.

Mr Kenty: It was only a matter of time before I was under his wing and fully in the loop with a little group known as Genesis. Genesis was a time of my career where I saw Lex take off to heights in his career where he always wanted and where I continued to graft harder than ever to be like that. Indeed, some of the things I look back on what I did for instance aren't textbook Mr Kenty but I never regret them. Life without regret is easier than life worrying about past regrets and I certainly do not regret what I did in Genesis and that time of my career.

Mr Kenty: I know for Sure, Lex doesn't regret that period of his career either.. A few months later, nearly a year on we find ourselves here, in 6WF. I find it ironic that the two of us, Lex and I, seem interlocked. It's almost destiny that we find ourselves in similar positions.. both striving for glory in the only way we know how.. by giving 110 percent and not a single percent under. Maybe, the thing Lex and I learnt from our experiences together in that ring that we never back down. 

Mr Kenty: I like to think, Redemption was a one off. You all remember, Redemption? Where misjudgement prevailed and never backing down failed. When the going got tough and the sheer desperation to win took over back in April. That was a dark day.. a day which made me think that perhaps never backing down meant nothing. A day which made me think that this wasn't Lex Hart I was facing.. I was infact facing a Lex Hart who was slowly becoming a afterthought. And to think that is sad in itself..

Mr Kenty: If making me target number one, public enemy number one, placing that bullseye firmly on my chest is what Lex Hart has to do to reinvigorate his career. So be it.. if losing arguably his closest ally in this company.. so be it. If this match at Chaos is how I predict it will play out.. a downright nasty, brutal brawl inside the MEN arena in Manchester.. so be it. If this is the match where Lex Hart career takes off.. so be it. And if this is the match where Lex Hart leaves his friend a mess in the ring.. so be it. 

Mr Kenty: As I eluded to earlier.. this match as Chaos will simply be Lex Hart vs Mr Kenty. That's all.. no titles, no ramifications, no excuses. Just the pinfall.. that one, two, three we both strive to hear. In many ways, this match at Chaos will be chaos. Your not going to see Mr Kenty think twice like at Redemption.. your not going to see Mr Kenty taking any prisoners. What you will see is a guy so focused and so intent on kicking Lex Hart backside infront of 21,000 thousand screaming, rowdy and excited 6WF fans. Lex Hart may have taught me some of the tricks of the book but how I have developed those skills will be an entirely different battle for him to face.

*His head turning to a unmoved and evilly smirking Lex Hart, Kenty addresses Lex intently.*

Mr Kenty: You can sit there.. unfazed. You can sit there.. bored, tired and as smirk as you want but the fact will remain, At Choas this match you seemingly craved and desired will be the worst decision of your life. You may not look at me now.. you may think I repulse you. You make think that I don't deserve to breathe the same oxygen as you Lex but when we are in that ring I want you to look at me dead in the eyes. I wan't you to look at the monster you have created.. because what you have seen so far, is nothing compared to what I will do at Chaos. 

Mr Kenty: Honestly speaking, the match on Sunday won't be pleasant. It won't be fun, it won't be a exhibition match.. it will be a fight. A fight that Lex Hart, you have never been in before. This whole road you have decided to go down.. is the choice you have made for yourself Lex Hart. A choice which may ultimately prove to be a choice you will not look back on favourably. A choice which may destroy a friendship and for what.. to prove that you are still that shinning star and not the immortal god falling from grace and finding out that we are all mortal. 

Mr Kenty: I like to think, that perhaps one day when we are both older guys we can laugh about these things. When the grey hairs begin coming through, we quit the fake tan and we leave the life we used to live before hand that we can laugh about these things. I know that seems a very long way away but by that time perhaps.. our friendship could be rebuilt over time, starting from after Choas. The Lex Hart we all know will overcome this rough period and that Lex Hart will come back stronger and more focused and energised than ever. And I will relish locking horns with that Lex Hart.. not this Lex Hart.. the envious, tired and deluded Lex Hart. Because the state your in now Lex, I pity you. And if beating you at Chaos will make you see sense than so be it. 

Mr Kenty: You may not care what I have got to say or what I have said.. you may think all I have said is simply trash in your eyes. But as far as I'm concerned Lex, this has all been brought about you and your obsession. Your obsession of beating me and proving to the world that Lex Hart needs no allies and no peers. And you know this is not the way to act, in a environment like this you know you need allies or even friends. What did you teach me huh Lex? Was that all a fabrication also? was that all one big lie? this world and this company for that matter can be one hell of a cold, unforgiving and ruthless world and you know this Lex.

Mr Kenty: Maybe this is what the match will be like what you see the world at the moment as Lex.. cold, unforgiving and ruthless. Maybe that will play into your hands.. I'm sure you will find some way for it to play into your hands. And that's fine.. But I wan't you to know this match on Sunday I will hurt you Lex Hart. Don't think about that twice.. I will hurt you Lex Hart. If it means me beating you pillar to post, beating you black and blue and leaving you face up on that mat on Sunday, if that is what I have to do to get my friend back, I will do Lex Hart. And for the record Lex.. I'm not the only one wanting the real Lex Hart back. Despite turning your back on me.. You have turnt your back on the legion of Lex Hart fans in the 6WF universe. I will be making sure you will see the grave error of your ways at choas, Lex. 

*Kenty steps away from the podium as the media frenzy goes into overdrive as the flashbulbs go off from the camera's. Kenty retakes his seat and pours himself a large glass of water which he drinks quickly and loudly places the glass back onto the table. The 6WF PR executive looks at Lex who remains cold as ice with a sadistic and evil grin draped across his face as the media circus and the 6WF wait for Lex to respond.*

Marshall smiles at Hill before looking down at the title bet.

MM: 'You've mentioned this before Hill, that I've 'backed the wrong horse', well as far as I'm concerned this was always a one horse race, and if you took off your Re-Genesis blinkers for a few moments then you'd realise that there was only ever one choice for me.'

'And that choice was made very, very simple for me, to be honest it wasn't even a choice, you see around a year and a half ago I was carried out of this ring with multiple head and neck injuries, my contract was terminated there and then as 6WF wasn't willing to take the risk on insurance or assist with my rehab, I was left on the scrapheap, I was hung out to dry by the board of directors, but one man stuck by me during those dark times, and that man was Danny McGraw, whether he recognised untapped potential in me or whether he was just doing a fellow texan in a foreign land a favour I'm not sure. But either way he helped me through, he got me back to where I was before in the injury and when the time was right he brought me back to 6WF, but even then it wasn't under a 6WF contract, I was personally contracted to him - he put his neck on the line for me to such an extent and I will be forever grateful for that, and whilst you don't seem to have any sense of loyalty or morals Hill, I do, and that is why I have stuck with Danny McGraw, he looked out for me and put it all on the line for me, it's only right that in his moment of need I do exactly the same.'

'And then you list of all your achievements in this company, multi time world champion, triple crown champion ... well woop di fucking do, you've been here what? At least 2, maybe 3 years longer than I have, of course you're going to have won more titles than I have, there's no doubting that you're good Hill so there would be something wrong if you didn't hold more gold than I did, the only problem for you Hill, is that whilst you're good, you're just not as good as me.'

'And that sort of sums you up Hill, good enough to get that, but not good enough to stop there, take these title reigns that you boast so proudly about, your previous title world title reign was over in a flash and, correct me if I'm wrong here, was never actually successfully defended on PPV? Good going there champ. A couple of immensely forgettable freeweight titles, a tag team reign was that most memorable for you loosing the titles to 6CW, and then there then was your hardcore title reign, which whilst impressive in length, doesn't even compare to what Logan Kincade achieved and the depravity of match doesn't even line up to the likes of hardcore hell.'

'But then there's me, holder of unarguably the greatest european title reign of all time, second in length only to a guy who was booking his own damn reign, and like it or not, nobody has given that title the prestige and exposure that I brought it, I carried that title into world title matches, into the elimination chamber, into hell in a cell and into the most talked about match at Born in Fire 2011, I made that belt, I made it relevant, I made it something people cared about! After me it was one unforgettable title reign after another, I mean does anyone actually care about that belt anymore? Hell I'll bet half the people in this arena don't actually know who the current champion is anymore, that certainly wasn't the case when I held it, and then you get muppets like your brother in arms Kenji Hidari spouting off about being the 'greatest European champion of all time', well do me a favour Hill, when we're done march back into your little clubhouse and tell Hidari that he could have had a brilliant reign, long standing, defeating all comers, making that belt what it should be ... and he'd still only be second to me.'

'And then there's my tag title reign, I'll skip the history lesson but me and Clarke James saved that division, I mean we won the titles in a PPV main event for god's sake, has that happened before or since? I don't think so, and if James hadn't had his little meltdown then I would be standing here as the longest reigning tag champ as well, but still no one can deny my title reigns have been memorable, and are worthy of chapters in the history of 6WF, I'd much rather have that then a few more titles that are nothing more than a footnote.'

'The point is Hill that I'm a natural born champion, and one who wasn't had the taste of gold for too long... and I think it's time to rectify that.'

(Marshall walks past Hill and taps the title belt as he does so)

MM: 'So enjoy it while it lasts 'champ', because it isn't going to last for too much longer.'

(Marshall exits the ring, but walks up the ringway backwards never taking his eyes of Hill and the title belt, before motioning the title belt around his waist)

Visage is laughing to himself as the camera pans out to show Udo sat next to his tag team partner.

Udo sits forward with a serious look on his face.

Udo: Mr Vortex... your racism shows you for vhat you are... veak. Do you think meine friend here... unt myself haven't vorked out the perfect system to defeat you.....unt Mr Scorpion. This isn't just a partnership born out of Re-Genesis, ve haff been vorking together for years.

Udo: But you are mistaken in vhat it iss you say... ve do not hold these titles...

The camera cuts to the Tag titles on a table next to the champions before returning to Udo

Udo: ...because of our association mit Mr Valker.... rather, it iss an inevitable end to a chain of events that started even before me unt Meine friend stepped foot in this company. It was only a matter of time before ve held these titles. You....unt The Resistance... call yourselves teams.... but you said it yourself, Mr Riddick vould drop The Scorpion in a flash... but vhat doess that say about you Mr Oko? Is it not Mr Vortex who does all the vork in your...."team"

Udo: Never mind, You may deny it but ve haff vatched you, ve haff studied the other "teams" unt ve haff learned all ve needed to.... Re-Genesis are not a mindless beast, ve do not act vithout reason, ve do not face someone vithout learning their veakness unt their strengths.....

Unt vhat ve haff learned about The Consultancy besides the ego unt the bravado...iss the denial.... the stupidity iss there for all to see, you are in denial that you are a partnership.... me....un Mr Visage are less of a team... but more of a family... a brotherhood, in the truest sense of the vord... so keep your racist slurs, keep your meaningless vords Mr Vortex... ve vill let our actions speak for uss, ve don't need to be in the arena to beat you.... you know it, ve know it...come Chaos.... everyvon vill know it.

Udo sits back in his chair, as he does his face dissapears into the darkness as the camera pans out to show the tag champions awaiting the reply from Scorpion and The Consultancy...

Dicey glowers at Leone
 
Dicey: I am not here for revenge Keith im here to right a wrong, to cleanse my blackened soul, I helped you in your quest to rid 6CW of Walker and in doing that I killed the only home I had but Walker gave me a chance to stop that from happening here, I came to here to stop history from repeating itself and the fact that its you Keith is just a bonus, I still wear the scars from our last war with pride, what we put each other through, the pain, the suffering, the heartache it was all worth it when I stood over you with the Extreme Title and then again when I became the only 6CW Undisputed Champion and only Grandslam winner, you may have been elevated to superstardom Keith here but when it comes down to it I will always be a legend…the legend of 6CW and that hurts you, you tried to “save” it from Walker and Genesis but ultimately you killed it, you couldn’t be the man you wanted to be Keith you couldn’t be the man they all wanted you to be (Dicey gestures to the fans) so you did what you are good at and that’s leave and let others like myself pick up the pieces, you are right about one thing Keith this isn’t the same Dicey Reilly you faced all those years ago, this is a bigger better version, a more focused and enlightened one and that makes me the most dangerous mother fucker in this company and on Sunday at Chaos I am going to show you how fucking dangerous I have become….
 

Dicey smiles at Leone before dropping his mic and walking backstage

Lex sighs impatiently as he stands from the table, slowly pushing the seat behind him.

Small amounts of flashbulbs go off as Lex swaggers to the podium

Lex his hair freshly shorn, pushes his sunglasses on top of his head. Dressed in pink tailored shorts and a loose fitting white shirt Lex surveys the crowd, he removes the gum he had been chewing and affixes it to the oak stand, gently tapping the mic, Lex sneers

LH: As pained as I am to be here, the least you can do is show your damn appreciation to be in the presence of such greatness. How dare you all sit on your fat asses, looking down at me!!!!!  

The audience barely lift an eyebrow to acknowledge Lex; one press man stands and raises his hand.

Lex smiles
LH: See, that’s better. All I ask for is a little respect, politeness. It isn’t much to expect is it?

The tall, greying man introduces himself

??: Simon Smithley – Daily Star

LH: Oh dear god this will be high brow - Let me guess a question about Jessica? – I am not here to answer questions about anybody else, this is about me. If you’re not here to listen to me, then you might as well leave

Kenty mockingly stands and walks towards the door

Lex reacts angrily
LH: Oh funny guy huh. It’ll not be so funny when you’re choking on your own blood, begging me for mercy!!!!!!!!!!

Kenty spins and re takes his seat, his eyes fully focused on Lex

LH: Oh I have your attention. Good to see that you are able to listen. After having to sit here and listen to you spout verbal dhiorreah for the last twenty minutes I really wondered about your ability to take in information.

I mean, we have all seen that you don’t learn in the ring, your inability to evolve as a performer is clear for all to see

Lex smiles as Kenty shakes his head

LH: What’s the matter home truths hard to take or don’t you like it when somebody else gets to talk?

Is that it Kenty, the control that you crave taken away, and you don’t like it? – Well boo hoo, this is your time to listen, so sit the fuck down and open your ears kidda, who knows you might actually learn something!!!!!!!!

Lex turns to face the crowd
LH: You have all heard Kenty’s version of the truth, of how his mind works. Let me give you an insight into how things really are. You see, I don’t need this upstart to stand here and justify my actions, I don’t need a nobody, no ever worse a never will be, standing here telling everybody why I deserve their respect

I am Lex FUCKING Hart and that is why I deserve their respect!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lex composes himself

LH: Kenty you want to call me warped, deluded?

Lex smiles evilly
LH: I am only getting started

You see the sickness in my mind has been restrained for many months, but now I have opened the gates. I have taken away the filter. I’m not questioning what is right and what is wrong anymore. All I care about is what is best for Lex Hart!!!!!!!!!!!

Kenty, you will know better than most, how far I am willing to go to get what I want. In Genesis, I used you to achieve my own successes. But don’t confuse that relationship to be anything more than it was

We have never been friends; there is no bond of brotherhood between us. In my world there is only room for one star, and you are all looking at him.

You claim that wherever we go our paths seem interlocked, well boy that is nothing more than you trying to ride the coattails of greatness right to the top but it ends now. You think that you’re enemy number one

Kenty you are nothing more to me than a turd that won’t flush, you are an annoyance that I should have removed a long, long time ago, when I realised you just didn’t have the minerals to make it in this business, never have, never will. It’s just that simple.

So people can package this match up in anyway that they see fit. I don’t give a rat’s ass, to tell the truth but let me make one thing clear.

I am not coming to put on a wrestling master class; I know I am better than you. I’m Lex hart, I’m better than everybody. Come Chaos it is about beating you until you can’t get up any more. It is about putting an end to this sycophantic admiration you have for me once for all.

At Chaos our paths will be untwined forever; it’s game over for you Kenty. You said it yourself I am a great of this company, what makes you think that you can defeat Lex Hart?

Lex smiles
LH: You can’t, you know it, and they know it. You’ve had your moment, your chance in the spotlight but on Sunday I am putting an end to it once and for all!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lex pulls the gum from the podium and pops it back in his mouth; he lowers his glasses and slowly walks back to his seat. Stopping in front of Mr Kenty he mutters something under his breath and Kenty stands. Lex removes his glasses once more and smiles smugly

LH: Try it, let’s see exactly what you’re made of!!!!!!!!!!!!

*Takeo takes a deep breath, before just stepping back from Crime Lord*

Takeo: "A walk in the park you say Crime Lord? A walk in the park?"

*Takeo chuckles*

Takeo: "Well you my friend are in for quite a surprise on Sunday night. Lukas Takeo is no walk in the park. You ask Cassius Zhi, TGA, Cobra, Lex Hart, you get my drift? All these people thought Lukas Takeo was a mere "walk in the park". And all these people found out the hard way, that there was nothing they could do to stop me."

*Takeo smirks, before continuing*

Takeo: "You are right, you have achieved so much in your career Crime Lord. I respect your achievements, I really do. That's why I went after you Crime Lord. I want to be the best. And to be the best, you've got to beat the best. Which is what I will do on Sunday night."

*Takeo approaches Crime Lord, who is sill furious*

Takeo: "I don't just think I am something special Crime Lord. I know I am something special. It may take you a while to realise this, but I am going to dominate this company. I am going to bring a reign of domination, pure domination, that not even the likes of you could. My Era of Darkness will gazump any of your achievements in this ring, in this organisation. I ain't no run of the mill big guy, I'm something this company has never seen before."

*Takeo gets right into Crime Lord's face*

Takeo: "You don't seem to realise this Crime Lord, I want to be in your firing line. I want to get you angry. That's why I called you out. That's why I attacked you last week. Despite what you believe my friend, I ain't afraid of you. I want you to be angry with me, I want to be in your firing line, I want to beat the Crime Lord that dominated this company. And I will come Sunday night."

*Takeo motions to Crime Lord to listen*

Takeo: "I really want you to listen now Crime Lord. Understand what I am saying."

*Takeo takes a pause*

Takeo: "On Sunday night, Lukas Takeo will become the new Hardcore Champion. It's now Takeo Time my friend. And there is not a thing, A THING, that you can do to stop me."

*Takeo, now angered, goes face to face with Crime Lord*

Cassius holds Saint's stare for an uncomfortable, intense moment then smirks slyly.

Cassius : Kill you?

And where would the fun be in that?

No Saint. I want you to watch as everything you hold dear is torn away from you.

I want you to live Saint

I want you to live this loss!

To really feel it.

Cassius grins sinisterly then begins to pace the ring again. He snarls as he stares out into the crowd.

Cassius : Here in your home town.

Where for every Sir Alex Ferguson who knows when to quit, there is a Morrissey who doesn't and allows himself to fall into ridicule.

Fans : BOOOOOOOOO!

Cassius : And you are the latter Saint.

Because you still see yourself as this "go to guy"... but take a look at the reality, Saint.

Cassius slowly turns to face Saint again and looks down at him with a deliberately condescending pity

Cassius : You're only Jessica's go to guy now that the bridge to the real one has been burnt asunder.

You're only these people's go to guy now that I have turned my back on their crazed bloodlust .

You're a substitute Saint!

A second best option!

And I want you to feel the ignominy... I want you to LIVE the disgrace... of being an option no longer!

I want to you leave the arena on Sunday Saint... I want you to walk out onto these streets that you hold dear... And I want you to become, here in the home of the Satanic Mills, just another waste product of this vile, corrupt machine called 6WF.

A machine of which you are a vital component.

And most of all Saint. I want you to live to see what happens to your beloved company when such a vital component is forcibly removed.

I want you to live...

To watch all this die!

Steel runs his hand through his hair and laughs under his breath before staring directly at Kincade

GS: It was worth a try to get you tell me your plan Logan, I never really expected it to work, but I took a punt on you being just about as dumb as you look, all the scars the burns, the ill-advised facial graffiti, nobody in the right frame of mind would consider that the work of a man with a master plan, more the work of a fool who clearly bit off more than he can chew. It’s all well and good you saving yourself for the grand stage Logan, for the moment that matters and if that is the case then maybe I missed judged you slightly, but what you don’t seem to have considered is the fact that I may well have had exactly the same though, I could have taken that briefcase from you Logan three times now and three times I have allowed you to survive, does the thought not form in your brain that maybe just maybe I’ve also been waiting for my opportunity to make my real point. You claim to have beaten men more talented, stronger, and better equipped than I, whilst I dispute that heavily Logan, you keep on pushing the cause, so much so that, you’ve given me no choice to but prove you wrong, these last few weeks have been nothing more than a chance to get under our skin, to poke the bear and watch as he struggles, Chaos however is different, the element of fun for me is all but gone, because Sunday is about business and Geoff Steel is at the forefront of enterprise.

Steel begins to descend down the ramp, to gasps from the crowd

MW: Steel answering Logans call

RJ: Neither of these men is going to back down, somebody may need to step in here

GS: I keep on reiterating Logan that I’m not afraid to stand toe to toe with you, I won’t be intimidated like most others, the fact that you have built you career on intimidation, makes me think that really it’s just a cover up for your own inferiority, so far you’ve not done anything to prove me wrong, whilst Alex may not approve of my actions it’s not like I’m in any real danger, I’ve been in that ring with monsters and greats of the industry and I’ve beaten them all, that pattern is not about to change with you. I’m about as far from mediocre as you can get, I am a pinnacle, the best most people could wish for, yet I am always hungry for more, right now the hunger inside me wants to swallow you whole and claim your prized possession as its own, a bunger shared by the whole of Re-Genesis. The Re-Genesis that terrorised 6CW were nothing but infants, they had a lot to learn, but we have learned from their mistakes, history won’t repeat itself, I won’t allow it too.

Steel now stands in front of Logan almost eye ball to eye ball

GS: Well I’m here Logan, your move.

??- Well well well, look its dumb and dumber

The crowd give a mixed reception as Mcmanus walks out on the stage wearing a grey suit with the european title around his waist. He waves sarcastically at Kuinshi and Fanatic

JM- You really think you are going to spill my blood Fanny? You think you are going to take my championship Urine, Kuinshi, Concubine or whatever the fuck you are calling yourself these days?
You see you two mugs, I have heard what you have both said before, from others and from yourselves and frankly its boring. Neither of you have made good on your promises yet, you have both had chances to do those things and that will not change. 


Mcmanus laughs to himself

JM- Fanatic, you think you are fear's incarnation, now Kuinshi may be fearful of you but, I, I sure as hell am not. Last time we met, I made easy work of you, the same will happen again
Kuinshi, I keep beating you over and over and over again but you keep coming back. I will beat you again
This title (Mcmanus takes the championship from his waist and lifts it high) will be going home to Norwich again
Neither of you can stop me, No one can stop me. This belt is mine, my possession. 
It will remain my possession for a very long time, if you want it you will have to destroy me and neither of you clowns are capable of doing so.

Logan smirks at Geoff as he reaches for the briefcase ready to strike when suddenly Gangnam Style by Psy hits and the crowd boo as Jessica angrilly steps out onto the stage with 4 security staff, she looks less than amused as she brings a mic to her lips as the music fades.

MJ: Like! seriously? I said I hate having to deal with everyone's problems and now you two.... urgh! And not only that! But I have had the board on the phone totally shouting down my ears to make sure you two don't like, rip each other's heads off before the PPV... apparently people really want to see you two go at it.... I can't for the life of me understand why, but the fact is, you better pack it on right now or I will get these guys to totally make you behave, ok?.....OKAY!?

Logan smirks at Geoff who doesn't look ready to move an inch.

Logan draws back the briefcase as Jess shouts down the mic.

MJ: RIGHT! I have totally had enough, I am far too important to be messing around with the likes of you. Security sort them out please boys.

The security begin to walk down the ramp as the two men look ready to beat the living hell out of each other, the security get in their faces in a 2 on 1 situation for both men when suddenly Logan begins to punch away at the security guards before Geoff smirks at Logan shaking his head before he begins to walk up the ramp laughing as another security guard jumps on Logan and they over power him as they hold him back Geoff runs back down the ramp and gets in Logan's face and calmy speaks

GS: That title shot is as good as mine Kincade......see you Sunday.

Logan is roaring as his face begins to turn red as the Security are struggling to hold him back as Geoff smirks as he reaches the ramp he stops and glares at Jessica who looks him up and down and mouths "Urgh, as if" before Geoff smiles and exits out through the curtain as 'Last Resort' hits and the scene fades with a shot of Logan screaming towards the curtain as security drag Logan up the ramp to the back.

The show goes to commercial

*Jack Reynolds has just entered the backstage area, having been in the ring interviewing the superstars involved in the tag team tournament. He makes his way over to a production table and begins to remove his mic as a shadow passes over the back of his head. He stops dead in his tracks and then slowly turns around, recoiling slightly as he looks into the eyes of Solomon Riddick. Reynolds backs up against the table as Riddick continues to stare at him, unblinking.

Reynolds: Solomon, you didn't show for the interview.....how come?

*Solomon's eyes seem to glow with a dull red ember and then he speaks

Solomon: Do I look like a lapdog? Do I look like a man who listens to commands and jumps through hoops upon a beckon call? I would advise you, Jack Reynolds, to learn that Solomon Riddick is not controlled by you....not dictated to by anybody, so when I am ready to appear then I will....but do no expect me to dance to the tune of the establishment.

Reynolds: I just thought....with Chaos so close, you would like to be present to share your thoughts and feelings on the upcoming tag team championship tournament....

Solomon: What thoughts or feelings need to be shared at the eleventh hour? My opponents might enjoy to talk, to throw back and forth with childish insults and pedantic whimpering, but I am a man of action, I prefer to "show" how I am feeling.....would you like a dose of my mind, Jack Reynolds?

*Reynolds looks very frightened as he presses himself right up against the table

Solomon: Whilst my opposition stroke their egos, massive their sense of superiority and fuel the flames of their own warped imagination....I have been busy...

Reynolds: Busy?

Solomon: I prefer to take action, Jack Reynolds, I prefer to withdraw my presence from the frontline until the warfare actually begins. So whilst gums flap and tongues wag, I have been forging a plan...I have been developing the next step.....believe me, Jack Reynolds, The Resistance is days away from making an impact you will not forget.

Reynolds: By winning the Tag Team Titles?

Solomon: By dismantling the opposition, by showing the world that we are not playing with kid gloves, by delivering a stark and harrowing warning that should most certainly be heeded. I stand before you right now as a prophet and I make this declaration for I know it to be true.....the world is about to burn from the inside out, and the flames shall rise before you even have a chance to blink!

*Solomon's cold eyes burn into Reynolds, almost paralysing the interviewer.

Solomon: Sunday evening is not just about championship gold, it is about a hierarchy, the simplest and yet ultimate form of the human food chain. Because four teams are walking in, but only one shall walk out.....and I do not need to make false promises, and I do not need to point back to past accomplishments in order to back up my claim...on Sunday you will know that I speak the truth....on Sunday, the day the Lord set aside for "rest", you will be caught napping at the dinner table, and as the hall of glory lies unmanned, The Resistance shall strike...

This is the beginning of the end...not Genesis, not Re-Genesis....this is the exodus, this is finality.....this is tremor line that shall cause the cataclysm. We stand on the brink of the apocalypse, and the doors of the winged demons are rattling, the chains are being forced to breaking point.....soon you shall witness Holy Hell on earth and the meek shall fall with the weak and the worthless.....the unrighteous shall burn in the fires of truth......you shall be judged, you shall be condemned to a life of eternal damnation...

The Consultancy, Dopant Zero....Re-Genesis....they are nothing but barriers that stand between The Resistance and the mountain top.....and soon you shall learn that barriers are nothing but mirages and facades....they are not physical entities, they do not possess the properties to stand in our way....once the inception begins, the fourth wall shall fall with it's brothers.....the foundations shall crumble and the divide shall split....

I see the cowardice in your eyes, I see your envy and your greed, your disgusting desire to rape and pillage that which does not belong to you. But me and Scorpion have been chosen to put an end to your parasitic crusade....we are the antidote to your venomous secretion...we are the saviours and we shall ethnically and morally cleanse this company.....

Welcome to the purge!

*Solomon begins to laugh eerily, making Jack Reynolds even more scared

Solomon: One by one....pillar by post, we are going to torch this place until not even CSI could make sense of the melted corpses and the unclaimed ashes. Day by day and month by month the toll shall rise, the casualties of the this cause shall mount.....there shall be no escape from justice....

You are going to realize that you do control me....you do not control Scorpion....we are not puppets for your amusement or your entertainment....we are uncrowned kings in search of our exiled crowns....

In the grand scheme not one of you matters to me, matters to us.....The Resistance's path is clear and marked, our path is guided by a light that shall not dim even in the face of adversity....we know where our destiny shall lead us....

So Sunday we shall fight, from the battlefield to the ends of the world itself.....but when the clock chimes midnight it shall not be the mangled and mutilated faces of our opponents that you remember....it shall be your own horror-struck image in the mirror, knowing the horsemen draw nigh and that the Inferno has been ignited...

This is the end, Jack Reynolds, say goodbye to life as you know it!

*Solomon laughs once again as he backs again from Reynolds and then turns his cloak as he disappears from view. Reynolds rubs sweat from his brow as the scene fades out.

*The Titantron finishes playing Kenji Hidari's message as "I fought the law" blares out around the arena and Cameron Faith steps out backwards onto the stage staring at the big screen. He turns around and stares out into the crowd before raising his Freeweight Championship to a huge cheer before replacing it on his shoulder and bending down to grab a microphone*


CF: Two weeks ago I warned you and your Re-Genesis buddies to keep away from my title and to prove i wasn't joking I beat you in the middle of that ring. Yet neither you or Walker seemed to pay attention to my warnings.

So here we are Cameron Faith vs Kenji Hidari for the Freeweight Championship. But that ain't enough for you Kenji.

*Cameron starts to make his way slowly down the ramp*

CF: No, you don't want to face Cameron Faith, you want "Nay Bother" and as much as Kristal does not want me to say this, that's just fine with me. You see Cameron Faith is nothing but a whiney shit, while Nay Bother is more than happy just smack you about the head without a care in the world.


At Chaos Kenji you are going to get what you want because for too long I have stood back and watch you, Walker and Re-Genesis ruin this company. For too long I have stood by and watched other people risk everything while I have stood around doing bugger all.

*Cameron stops in front of the ring stares at the steps before moving towards the barrier and jumping into the crowd, almost causing a riot as the crowd surround him*

CF: So while you stand in front of a few hundred people cheering your plans for the future, I am surrounded by twenty one thousand people cheering the fact I'm about to go old school on your ass. You want "Nay Bother" you got him.

*Cameron lifts the Freeweight title above everyone's head*

CF: But just in case this is all a bit to much for you to understand I am gonna say this real slow. This is my title, this is my company and you can keep your filthy hands of both of them.

*Cameron walks through crowd until the cameraman loses him in the masses of people*

The Saint allows Cassius' words to sink in, he looks around the MEN Arena as the crowd begin to chant his name, aching for a response.

Crowd: SAINTY! SAINTY! SAINTY! SAINTY!

RJ: There is literally so much riding on this match! Such a raw, underlying emotional edge.

MW: So many different factors involved, this is why we LOVE 6WF!

The Saint finally gathers himself, returning Cassius' intense, burning stare, the distance between the men seemingly irrelevant. 

The Saint: You actually have a point, Cassius...

Cassius' eyes narrow somewhat, as he tries to comprehend what The Saint is getting at.

The Saint: You just laid it all on the line, put your motivations, your intentions on the table for me, Re-Genesis and the rest of the world to see. You've just reiterated the point that this isn't just a wrestling match, a battle, a war. 

This is life. This is everything we hold dear, rolled into one combustible ball, that could go off at any given moment.

The tension's rising, bit by bit as every minute and hour passes, as we head towards our career defining match. 

And it's all become apparent as we've had this exchange. It's struck me, almost as hard as that Shockwave from Friday night. We both have it all to lose.

Cassius looks on, almost confused by what The Saint is saying.

The Saint: It's apparent what I lose, I lose my job, my career, my livelihood, I won't bore you with all of that again. But you Cassius, you stand there and you haven't a clue what I'm getting at, do you? 

Because you have it all, don't you 'champ'? You have the backing, the support, the continual assurance that when shit gets a bit too much for you, you can pull the Re-Genesis card and get bailed out. You have the title, which you gained in underhanded circumstances, you're bank rolled by a power hungry, insane cretin... 

But please, Cassius, for a second, think about it. What happens after a defeat at Chaos?

You won't lose your title, that's a given, but dig a little deeper, think about it a bit more, and you stand to lose A LOT more. You'll lose that aura of invincibility that surrounds you, people will see that you can be beaten, realise that you're mortal. And then what happens Zhi?! What happens when your own cohort start to question your position? What are the consequences of you being defeated by a supposed 'has-been'. 

Tell me Cassius, what happens to your hold on that title when I defeat you?

Let me tell you, it means borrowed time. Borrowed time for you, that title and Re-Genesis. Because my win at Chaos will be symbolism. It'll be revered as symbolism, the traceable point for the demise of Re-Genesis. And you see, people are fast to laugh me off as someone out for himself, a man who's motivations are those of an egocentric son of a bitch. But yet, Re-Genesis' inevitable demise will be attributed to The Saint.

And I think of what could be, what a win would mean for me and this company and I can confidently and categorically say, Zhi, that I've never wanted anything more in my entire life.

So much so, Cassius, that you're not just getting The Saint at Chaos, you aren't just getting 21,000 Mancunian's baying for your head, you're getting all of me, every last single fibre of my being. You're getting 6 years of experience, a Grand Slam Holder, a Four time World Champion. 

This is the moment my whole career has been building towards. Chaos for The Saint is either going to be the crowning moment of a storied career, or the swan song and untimely end of a man that still has SO much to give.

You're right Zhi, I am the vital component in the 6WF machine, I am now it's life force, The Saint is circulating in it's veins like an inoculation, a shot in the arm to stand up, be counted and fight. I am the essence of this company and this Sunday, I become THE man.

This is my life, my everything, Cassius and I reiterate, I damn well tell you here and now, I will not be beaten. Bring every single member of your group if you have to Zhi, utilise your groups strengths and I'll be ready. I'll be ready to battle back and prove that your strength in numbers is meaningless when it's utilised on one that is simply Divine.

Bring your everything, Cassius because you're getting mine.

It's time to get this company back on track, I refuse to be a victim and I refuse to have to live in the knowledge that I let the company, these fans, this city and my family down! 

This is the moment that will make The Saint...

The Saint begins to walk towards the exit from which he appeared.

The Saint: This is my defining moment, my chance to show that The Saint is better than JJ Johnson, than Keith Leone, than Crime Lord... Than Cassius Zhi. It's time for The Saint to show that he is the best... damn... thing in this company today.

Cassius Zhi, pure and simple, and with the backing of 21,000 of my own people, this sunday, Chaos...

You will be...

Crowd: SAINTED!!!

The Saint: You get the message.

The Saint stops at the top of the stairs and looks at Cassius, a steely determination exuding from the hometown hero. Both men stare one another down, The Saint mouthing "See you on Sunday".
 
Rudimental's "Not giving in" begins to play and The Saint turns away from the stare down and walks down the steps and out of sight, the crowd roaring their support vociferously.

RJ: There are no words, folks. Just tune into Chaos!

Rudimental - Not Giving In:

YOU SEE THATS'S WHERE YOU'RE WRONG! NAY BOTHER!

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(Hidari Kenji RP)


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(Hidari is shown walking on the opposite end of the Arena walking from the Aisle to Aisle)

(The fans are booing at the top of their lungs)

(Hidari stops and stares at the fans in the Arena as he glares at the titantron of Cameron Faith in the swarm of fans with his Freeweight Championship)

Hidari- You see my people! My brotherhood knows the false truth about you Carmeron Faith! You not who you say you are! You are not a man of faith you are a man of deception! You are the sin that exists here in this company and you corrupt something you carry around your waist with no pride at all!

(The fans boo)

Hidari- You are no mere imagine of a man who we known by the name of Jesus. You are not real! You are made up! You are not who you say you are! You are not the answer for a better 6WF!

(Hidari stares dead at the titantron)

Hidari- You want the answer you're looking at him!

(Fans Boo)

Hidari- You see you people in this arena boo me day after day but why do you continue to boo me whereas you have those liars and perpetrators like Nay Bother here who brainwashes each and everyone of you people to believe that he is the answer. That he is the man of 6WF!

(Hidari looks annoyed)

Hidari- You are looking at your successor Nay Bother. I will be the new Freeweight Champion if my blood and bones count on it! That belt is a Re-Genesis Property Belt and I'm coming to take what belongs to Re-Genesis!

(Cameron Faith looks pissed)

Hidari- You say for soo long you watch this stable cease control over this company well it looks you've been living under a rock for the last past two months we're just getting started. You're the roadblock that stands in our way and I'll be damned if I don't want away Chaos with the belt! A Re-Genesis Member will pin you mark my words. I'm here to knock on the door and I expect for you to answer because if not I'm coming inside with a gun!

(Hidari looks serious)

Hidari- Nay Bother you're lies and false manipulation of these brainwashed people in this arena tonight will see ou for who you are. You will be broken down after I deliver the Chaos you deserve! What are you going to do Nay Bother when you're back is up against the wall and there's nowhere to hide!

Huh??

Hidari- What are you going to do when my brotherhood marches up to you and makes the punishment that you've have coming to you?

Hidari- I'll tell you what you will do Nay Bother and that's give in to your New Freeweight Champion Hidari Kenji!

(The fans boo as Hidari stares at that Freeweight Championship)

I HAVEN'T HAD A DAMN BELT SINCE DEC OF 2012! 7 MONTHS I HAVEN'T HAD A TITLE!

AND I'LL BE DAMNED IF I SIT HERE AND WATCH YOU CARRY THAT BELT INT....

AUGUST
SEPTEMBER
OCTOBER
NOVEMBER
DECEMBER AND SO ON....

Hidari- Nay Bother you have poison the souls of these people here in this Arena tonight but not me! That's why they cheer your name! These people are sheep and you are the farmer. You lure these people to your bullshit believing that you are Champion Material!

ITS STOPS!

IT ALL STOPS SUNDAY!

Hidari- Nay Bother you is a man who judges me and Re-Genesis as monsters and creatures!

Tells me im a liar and my words don't mean a damn thing to these people!

Re-Genesis is every good of a dominate stable! A Cult!

Re-Genesis is a force that will never be destroyed!

Re-Genesis is bigger than yourself Nay Bother!

Look a little closer and see that the only thing you have that still matters is that 6WF Freeweight Championship! Kristal can't save you!

Hidari- At the end of the night that belt is coming to me! My brothers! My brotherhood! I am strong I am the man the conqueror who will defeat

Cameron Faith...Cameron Unfaith.....Unfaithful.......Nay Bother!

Hidari- My Brotherhood!

July 28th 2013 is the day Hidari Kenji will become the new 6WF Freeweight Champion!

WALK WITH ME!

(Hidari storms out the arena as the scene fades to black...)

*Cameron Faith escapes the crowd of fans, making enough room at the top of the stands to see Hidari storm out the arena before raising the microphone*

CF:  Quick question Kenji, where's the outfit? The last time I heard someone so happy to be part of a little boys club he was dressed as an Indian. 

*A ripple of laughter bursts out around the crowd*

CF: Young man, just so you know I ain't claiming to be Jesus, I ain't even claiming to be 6WF's saviour. I'm just the man who is going to beat the crap out of you this Sunday. So You better get used to the feeling of running out of this arena empty handed because it's going to take more than you and Re-genesis to put me down.

You wanted a war son, you got one!!!!!

*The scene fades as Cameron steps exits the arena*