6WF Lockdown Results! Tuesday 11th February!

Max Adamson is quietly entering the LG Arena as Jack Reynolds stops him in his tracks;

JR: Max, any chance of a quick interview? You've been very quiet this week by your standards, what do you make of your match against the 6WF Champion Logan Kincade?

(Adamson grabs Reynolds by the scruff of the neck and shoves him against the wall)

Max: Stop me while I'm walking again and I swear to God I'll shove your head so far up your arse people will think your name is Uryu Ishida.

(Adamson releases Reynolds)

Max: But I have a spare 2 minutes I guess.

(Reynolds nervously adjusts his clothing before continuing like the pro he is)

JR: Max, any reason for your radio silence this week?

Max: Quite simple really. Tonight I face the best in the business. The 6WF Champion, Logan Kincade. So I've kept my head down, I've been training and I've been ensuring that my focus isn't distracted. Logan Kincade is a tough guy at the best of times, he'll be even tougher if I'm going into the match talking about Ed Kenty or TGA or Chris Patricks.

JR: How do you rate your chances against Logan?

Max: Fifty fifty. Everything is half chance Jack, think about it. Either I'll win, or I wont. Either I'll become TAW Champion next month, or I wont. Either you'll be molested by Percy Percival in your Travelodge room tonight, or you wont. I could stand here and say "I'm gonna do this to Logan", "I'm gonna do that to Logan", the reality is that I will give my all against the current 6WF Champion and make sure that if he thinks he's in for an easy night, he is sorely mistaken. And my chances of winning are fifty percent. Would you prefer some Scott Steiner Mathematics about how I have a one hundred fourty one point six six percent chance?

JR: Not really...

Max: Then why even ask such a pointless question?! Unbelieveable... Now Jack, if you don't mind me, I have a match to prepare for...

(Adamson walks past Reynolds and his gym bag catches Reynolds right in the head, Adamson mumbles a "sorry" as he heads to his locker room)

The lights in the arena begin to flicker as 'Rest In Pieces' blares out through the speakers.

RJ: Ladies and Gentleman, welcome to 6WF Lockdown, live from the sold out LG Arena in Birmingham. We're in for a hell of a show tonight, Mike...

MW: Sure we are, 'Arj. The road to Survival has officially begun and no doubt tonight we'll see stories begin to unfold...

RJ: Absolutely, Mike, we'll see 6WF's newest acquistion, Thunder team up with 6WF's savior Clarke James to take on Mike Hill, the man Thunder targeted when he arrived 2 weeks ago, and Kenji Hidari, who can't buy a win at the moment!

MW: For some reason he's targeted Clarke James, and it has definitely not paid off!

RJ: We'll also see the 6WF World Champion in action as he takes on the number one contender to the TAW World Title, Max Adamson!

MW: And what will Austin Stevens have in store for us this week? It's all about to kick off, 'Arj so lets buckle up!

The camera pans around the arena picking out various signs from the crowd....

'CM FUNK WE LOVE YOU'
'CLARKE JAMES SAVED MY LIFE'
'THUNDER MAKES MY THIGH TWITCH'
'MIKE HILL SUCKS'
'CASSIUS GONNA KILL YA'
'WHO?'
'HEY, FUCK YOU ASSHOLE, HE HAD TO LEAVE CAUSE DEMON HAD A BABY'
'YEAH, MAYBE HE SHOULD'VE PUT HIS SUNGLASSES ON!'

The tron flicks into life and Visages masked face can be seen. His eyes sparkling with malice and his teeth bared in a grin that would be  considered suspicious on the most genuine individual. Making the fact that its on the face of a psychopath all the more disturbing...

V: You all sit in that arena right now... Hoping to be entertained...

The crowd turn and look at each other in confusion.

V: You all sit, swilling down your soft drinks, forcing stumpy fist fulls of snack foods into you face holes. I'm sure if you could just absorb food through your fingers it would only serve as a handy way to stop you moving all together..

Some of the fans seem the be angered by the words, others seem ashamed..

V: You come here week after week for your fix, you come here to live your pathetic lives, through the 'wrestlers', that you watch. You cheer the good guys, you boo the bad guys and you do pretty much whatever the 6wf tells you to do.

The camera focuses in on a fat fan, wearing a team 6wf Tshirt.

V: They tell you that you should go buy the new Thunder shirt, it's limited edition, so you go and you but it. They don't tell you that it's limited to 20,000,000 and that they will be printing more when they sell out.

Visage starts to get angry and his grin becomes a snarl as he talks through gritted teeth.

V: You people sicken me. You are nothing but cattle. You are the meat of this place and you are here to be devoured, you are here to watch, and watch you will. You will witness the rebirth of not another 'power mad stable' like Regenisis. No! You will witness the rebirth of fear. You will all become victims of FEAR!

The crowd start to boo as Visage laughs to himself.

V: There you go again, sheep. Boo the bad guy. I'm not the bad guy here, I'm the honest guy. I'm doing you all a favour but you refuse to see it. I'm telling you to go, to get out of here before something bad happens, I'm telling you to change yourselves. So as not to become victims... Does the eagle call out to its prey before it swoops down and takes it off its feet, no. Does the tiger run after it's victims only after declaring its intent to hunt, no. So consider this a favour, fear is returning to 6WF, and if you have any dark fears, if you have any innocence left in your soul or if you don't enjoy seeing the chaos, that fear, will bring down upon this place, then please, feel free to flee from us...

Visage smiles once again his eyes staring a whole through the screen, leaving the fans in shocked silence...

RJ: Singles action to get us going here tonight and we see Lex Hart trying to continue his current renaissance and take on another champion, this time
taking on one half of the tag team champions, Johnny Oko.

MW: Hart’s made a habit of defeating this company’s title holders since the relaunch and he’ll be eager to do so again against Oko, who will want to establish himself as a legitimate singles competitor.

Oko is shown to already be in the ring, as ‘Be Myself’ plays and the crowd boo as Lex Hart swaggers out on to the stage. He smirks at the reception he has received, as he makes his way to the ring.

RJ: Hart’s beaten James McManus and Cameron Faith in the last two weeks, it would be a great scalp for him to take down another champion tonight!

Both men face one another as the bell rings.

*Ding, Ding, Ding!*

Oko goes in for the lock-up only for Hart to drive a knee up into the gut. Oko keels over and Hart immediately fires in big elbow smashes to the side of the head as Oko desperately attempts to shield himself. Oko falls into the ropes, Hart whips him hard across the ring and hits a clothesline on the rebound. Cover.

Ref: 1...................2..

Oko kicks out but Hart is straight back onto the offence, leaping up to his feet and stomping away on the head of Oko repeatedly. Oko eventually gets to his feet where Lex fires in a succession of European Uppercuts, Oko staggers back into the corner. Hart goes for a big clothesline but Oko manages to duck it.

RJ: Hart looking to be intense here.

Oko throws Hart into the corner and then reels off a series of Knife-edge chops into the chest, leaving red marks across Hart’s chest. Hart walks forward out of the corner, Oko lifts him up and connects with a Michinoku Driver. He then bounces off the ropes, hitting an elbow drop. He hooks the leg.

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

Hart gets the kick out, Oko places him into an armbar whilst stomping away on the shoulder. He brings Hart to his feet, only to throw him to the canvas with an arm drag. Hart rolls to his feet, Oko nails a big Fisherman’s suplex. Cover again.

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

Oko is up to his feet and is clearly growing in confidence, shouting ‘come on’ to which the crowd cheer. He puts Hart over his shoulders, going for a powerslam but Hart drops down the back. He nails an inverted headlock backbreaker, before running the ropes and sending Oko to the mat with a spinning wheel kick. Hart covers.

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

Hart gets up to his feet, he immediately drops a couple of knees down into the face of Oko. He then drags Oko up to a vertical base where he slings him over his shoulders. Hart then runs and hits a rolling fireman’s carry slam, Oko rolls away into the corner. Hart gets to his feet and hits a huge running kick to the head in the corner. He drags Oko away from the corner and covers...

RJ: Lex really fired up tonight.

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

Hart drags up Oko in a front facelock. He drives a series of knees up into the grill of Oko. He then throws him over the top rope, dropping him on the apron. Hart fires off some clubbing haymakers before dragging Oko’s body through the 2nd rope...

MW: Spike DDT!

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

Oko gets the shoulder up, Hart hauls him to his feet and goes for a jawbreaker but Oko blocks, countering with a conventional Russian legsweep. Hart rolls to his feet and Oko hits a spinning heel kick. Cover.

RJ: Oko needed that.

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

Hart gets the shoulder up off the mat, Oko waits for him to rise. He then connects with a running bulldog before retreating to the corner. Hart slowly rolls to his feet...

MW: HEEL KICK AGAIN!

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

Hart kicks out following the spear. Oko waits for him to rise, he goes for a DDT but Hart blocks and then counters with a brainbuster. Hart covers.

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

Oko gets the shoulder up, Hart lifts him to his feet where he connects with a swinging neckbreaker. He then waits impatiently for the Consultancy man to rise, he goes for the Canadian Destroyer but Oko counters with a knee to the gut and runs the ropes...

MW: K-OKOOOOOOOO!
RJ: DUCKED! FLATLINE!!!

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

Ding, ding, Ding!

RJ: HART DOES IT AGAIN!

MW: Hart wins again and knocks off another champion! He’s got to have gold in mind!!

We go to the break.

Dylan Armstrong stands backstage as he watches the world slowly pass by, his eyes designating importance of the crew, superstars and interviewers running by him, all beneath him. That was how it should be, that is how it will be. He sees a skinny college kid trying to look serious as he orders others about. A cameraman walks up to the bossy brat as Dylan laughs at them both as the college kid drags the cameraman with him towards Dylan. He has a mic gently thrown towards him as Dylan intercepts it with ease and a smile

Dylan: Something wrong?

Dylan holds the micraphone in front of the teen's face, only giving him a short time to talk

Teen interviwer: What's so funny about me?

Dylan chuckled at the kids pitiful attempt to stand up for himself and smiled

Dylan: Oh look at the brave face you put on to boss these sheep around, look at the things they do for you. It is such a shame you are just as fake and decietful as everyone you order around.

The cameraman and college teen look at each other. The teen barking orders as the carmeraman shrugs and complies lazily.

Dylan: Look at you, the little child wanting to retain the power and authority he has not earned nor does he deserve. The boy who cried wolf is back in another form, his power and position fake, his world crumbling because he has been found out.

Dylan stares into the eyes of the nervous child and smiles.

Dylan: Honestly hurts, Truth HURTS. That is why you should always be yourself, so you never have to experience the pain that our European Champion Mr James McManus had to go through last week. If he thinks that last week was all he was going to take, he was sadly mistaken. He needs to understand how his past actions have caused what has and always will happen to him if they continue and he does not admit it. That being said just admitting his guilt about being a decitful, hollow shell of a man may not be enough. He deserves so much more, don't you think?

The cameraman backs away as the whimpering baby that had command five minutes ago tries to scramble away in fear, only for Dylan to grab him by the throat and slam him against a wall with force. Dylan watches him struggle and cry for several seconds, his words failing him as Dylan increases the pressure on his throat.

Dylan: You are a weak, pathetic and spineless liar, one of the worst kinds of the decitful. Look into the future, see that liars and shadowed men have no place in this company. This is the future that will take place here! I am the one who will lead that future!!

Dylan lets the silent husk go and watches him catch his breath.

Dylan: D.....T....A......

The show rolls on when the Tron flickers into life again.

MW: What? Visage again?

RJ: I don't think so...

A darkened room is shown, a spotlight out of shot shows dust particles dancing around within it's beam, suddenly out from the shadows the hulking frame of Udo Berg appears with a sinister smile on his face.

MW: OK now Visage smiling was scary, this is terrifying.

RJ: Agreed...

Udo: Ladies unt gentlemen. Cattle, There iss a time for talking unt there iss a time for action. That time draws near.

Crowd: BOOOOOOOO

Udo: Silence! You, the "universe" mindless slaves to the machine. Mere playthings of people mit money unt power within this company. Mit your merchandise unt banners showing support of pre determined heroes, heroes chosen by people with no idea of true heroism...

...Men unt women who haff lived in luxury while you people sit at the kiddies table of life, eating what you are given and expected to be quiet.........unt you do what you are told!

Crowd: YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!

Udo: Brave words from a faceless, spineless....unt gutless mass of brain dead simpletons mit no greater ambition than to save enough money for the next 6WF video game...or Ipad...or whatever useless trinket you worship this week.

...People, fear is coming. It is coming to deliver you from the misery of your short pointless lives. Unt it vil be swift. We give you this warning now, heed it. The time for games.... for planning, it iss all over. we are one.

Udo walks close to the camera, his face falls into shadow but the spotlight outlines his head.

FEAR!..........









iss coming.

The tron fades.

Blue Dragon is sat in his locker room infront of him on a stool is a tv, playing a tape of his tag match from last week..

Udo Berg and Blue Dragon lock-up and Berg easily drives Blue Dragon back hits him with an uppercut and boots him in the face. He picks him up and is pounding away at his face in the corner before tagging Austin Stevens, who continues the assault, hitting a enzaguri kick to the head. Blue Dragon falls to one knee and Stevens nails a Snap DDT. He hooks the leg.

The assault from Stevens and Berg continues. As Blue Dragon watches the tape with fury in his eyes. As if punishing himself for his loss.

Blue dragon looks at the floor as we hear the commentary in the background..

MW: Blue Dragon being dominated, as expected. Fanatic must be frustrated watching this idiot letting his side down!

Dragon looks up at the screen in time to see himself lift the huge hulking form of Udo Berg up and slam him down onto the canvas, he allows a small grin before the screen shows him hitting another. He makes a tag to fanatic and instantly the video fast forwards until fanatic makes a tag back to Dragon.

The two men hit a double boot to Bergs face and then manage a double powerbomb. Blue Dragon winces in faux pain as he allows a slight feeling of Pitty for the German Giant. BD fast forwards the tape once more before pausing it, he looks closer at the point where Stevens makes the blind tag and we can see that the ref notices the tag but that Dragon himself cannot see it at all...

BD: You sneaky little fucker...

Blue Dragon sits and watches intently at the flurry if high impact moves that Stevens delivers after his blind tag and blindside assault. He hits a Nast looking super kick to the face, followed by a brain buster and the assault continues as Blue Dragon stares at the screen talking to himself..

BD: You idiot! How did he get you like that? How?! He's a snot noses kid who's looking to make a fool of you. What the hell where you thinking? You had a giant in your sights, you where dealing with a fucking Giant, and that kid got the best of you..? FUCK!!!

Blue Dragon looks at the reflection of himself in the screen.

BD: Get your head in the game Blue.. Get it done.. GET IT FUCKING DONE!!!

Suddenly he burst up out of his seat and with a primal roar, he swings a massive fist forwards straight through the TV sat in front of him. Blood starts to pour from his fist as he just stands up and walks out of the room, a trail of blood dripping behind him..

RJ: Triple threat action up next here on Lockdown...

MW: This is a contest that has been born out of a tag team match from last week, which saw Udo Berg team with Austin Stevens up against Blue Dragon and Hardcore Champion The Fanatic.

RJ: Udo Berg got the win, pinning Blue Dragon, whilst newcomer Stevens continued to rile both BD and The Fanatic.

MW: They aren’t riled RJ, they are scared. Stevens is the future of the Hardcore division, he started his ascent to greatness and he’s only got better since then.

The lights in the arena fade to black as a blue pulse begins and the tron shines the image of a fire, the inner blue flame growing as the heat intensifies until the glow engulfs the screen and the arena is bathed in blue light. The crowd begin to cheer as 'Freak on a Leash' hits and the crowd pop in anticipation for the arrival of the hardcore icon. Blue Dragon strides out onto the stage, he then tags the fans hands as he makes his way to the ring.

RJ: This man will definitely be the fan favourite in this match-up, the other two aren’t exactly very popular amongst the 6WF universe.

MW: These idiots wouldn’t know talent if it hit them in the face, they’d rather support a loser like BD.

RJ: The most decorated Hardcore wrestler in the company’s history, some loser he is.

“Sonne” by Rammstein kicks in and the crowd starts booing,

Eins..
zwei..
drei..
vier..
fünf..
sechs..
sieben..
acht..
neun..
aus!

The guitars explode out of the arena speakers as the giant frame of Udo Berg steps out of onto the dry ice filled stage as the crowd descend into Boos. Berg stands at the top of the ramp staring his opponents down before the monster strides down to the ring, before climbing up the steel steps and in over the top rope.

RJ: That was some pinfall for Berg to get last week, do you think he may look to become more of a singles wrestler?

MW: He’s got all the tools obviously, but I think him and Visage are just such an outstanding team it would make no sense to go solo at this point.

The stage begins to fill with smoke and the lights go down as a figure appears amongst the smoke, the lights go on as “Defective Breed” begins to blast out of the speakers. Austin walks down to the ring and rolls under the ropes before standing in the centre of the ring shouts out “Motor City Massacre!” making an M with his hand before staring at Blue Dragon.

RJ: I can’t believe how Austin Stevens has managed to rub so many people up the wrong way already.

MW: He can’t help that people are jealous of him. Have you seen this kid wrestle RJ? He’s one of the best I’ve ever seen!

RJ: You have mentioned it on occasion Michael, it’s almost like you have a little crush on him.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Blue Dragon stands in the middle of the ring, staring down at his two opponents. Stevens and Berg look to each other and then nod.

MW: Seems like these two may well be renewing their partnership from last week.

The duo advance on Blue Dragons, Stevens is first to make a move and he throws a punch that BD ducks under. He immediately starts pummelling at Udo Berg with kicks and punches, backing the big man into the ropes. Stevens runs towards Blue Dragon who side-steps the newcomer. He stops himself hitting Berg only for Blue Dragon to hit a dropkick into the back of Stevens, who in turn falls into Berg and sends him out over the top rope.

Stevens pulls himself up using the ropes, Blue Dragon quickly whips him out across the ring and on the rebound he hits the newbie with a spinning forearm smash. Stevens staggers up and Blue Dragon connects with a kick to the gut followed by a facebuster. Cover.

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

Blue Dragon allows Stevens to rise to his feet, he then scoops him up before slamming him down into the mat. Stevens rolls up and Blue Dragon nails a 2nd successive scoop slam. Stevens rolls back towards the corner, the former Hardcore champion runs in and flattens Stevens with a stinger splash. The newcomer stumbles forward and Blue Dragon hits a kick to the stomach followed by a powerbomb!

RJ: Blue Dragon has done well here, he has turned the match into a singles match when it looked like it would be more like a handicap match.

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

Stevens kicks out, Blue Dragon stands waiting for him to rise. When he does so, the veteran throws him into the ropes and connects with a high knee on the rebound. Stevens stumbles to his feet and Blue Dragon hits a sidewalk slam, he covers.

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

Blue Dragon drags Stevens to his feet, he then sets up for a suplex but Stevens blocks this attempt, he then counters by lifting Blue Dragon into the air. He doesn’t hit the suplex immediately, instead holding BD up before dropping him down into the mat. Stevens kips up to his feet, grinning and looking down at Blue Dragon. He then heads to the top rope, where he dives off and nails a flying leg drop. He hooks the leg.

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

MW: Did you see that RJ? Stevens hit a delayed vertical suplex and then a leg drop! Who else can perform that kind of combination move?!

Stevens rolls to his feet, he immediately starts stomping away on the head of Blue Dragon, taking the only occasional pause between stomps to taunt the crowd and mock BD. He eventually allows Blue Dragons to his feet where he grabs him by the throat, he lifts him into a chokeslam position only to change tact and nail a backbreaker. Stevens then bounces off the ropes and knocks BD down with a spinning lariat. He covers.

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

Stevens stands over Blue Dragon, waiting for him to rise only to then send him straight back into the canvas with a snapmare. Stevens then follows this straight up with a vicious superkick to the back of the head. Cover.

RJ: What a kick!

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

Stevens stands waiting for Blue Dragon to rise. He then locks him in a full nelson, bringing BD slowly up to a vertical base. Blue Dragon counters with a jawbreaker, Stevens stumbles around and Blue Dragon then nails him with a huge spear. Cover.

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

Stevens gets the shoulder up in time, Blue Dragon retreats back into the corner waiting for Stevens to rise. He sprints towards the complete package but is cut off by Udo Berg who hits a huge clothesline on Blue Dragon. Stevens rolls out of the ring to recoup as Berg then drags up Blue Dragon and hits another big clothesline before covering.

RJ: Berg stepping in at just the right time for Stevens.

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

BD gets the shoulder up, Berg hauls him to his feet and then smashes European Uppercuts into the chin of Blue Dragon, who falls back to the corner. Udo continues pummelling away at the ex-Hardocre champion until the ref steps in. BD falls forward out of the corner and Berg knocks him down with a big uppercut. Cover.

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

Berg hauls BD to his feet, he then lifts him across his chest before connecting with a big fallway slam. Blue Dragon rolls to his feet and runs towards Berg somewhat unwisely, as the monster meets him full on with a big headbutt to the chest. Cover.

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

MW: Berg dominating!

Blue Dragon is dragged to his feet and then slung over his shoulders by Berg, who sets up for a running poweslam only for BD to drop down the back and hit Berg with a reverse DDT. He makes the cover.

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

Berg kicks out, Blue Dragon drags him to his feet and hits headbutts and punches on the big man in the centre of the ring. He then bounces off the ropes, hitting a clothesline. This doesn’t knock Berg down so he bounces off the opposite ropes, hitting a knee to the back. Berg lurches forward slightly, Blue Dragon then begins to lift up Berg...

RJ: No way...

MW: That didn’t just happen...

RJ: BLUE DRAGON JUST POWERBOMBED UDO BERG!

MW: How the hell did he do that?

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

Udo only just kicks out, Blue Dragon then rolls to his feet, waiting impatiently for Berg to rise as he sets up for the Death Note, only for Austin Stevens to roll into the ring. He turns BD around, quickly kicks him in the stomach, makes his motor city massacre hand gesture before nailing a spinning package piledriver.

RJ: Motor City Massacre by Stevens!

MW: Cover him!

RJ: What’s he doing?!

Stevens doesn’t cover, instead stepping back and allowing Berg to cover. The big man looks up at Stevens with a confused look but is happy to accept.

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

RJ: Well that was very strange indeed from Austin Stevens...

MW: I have to admit I’d have thought he wanted the win for himself, perhaps sending a message to Blue Dragon was enough for him.

RJ: He does look pretty happy with himself...

Berg rolls away and out of the ring, his arm raised in celebration. This leaves Stevens to stand over Blue Dragon in the middle of the ring, he puts his foot over the chest of BD mockingly and poses as Lockdown goes to a commercial break.

CM Funk strides down the corridor in an extravagant fur coat, purple velvet top hat, jewelled rings on every finger and sunglasses ON! He is singing to himself

CM Funk : One nation under a groove... I've learnt a new wrestling move... I'm gonna do it on you... Do do be do be do do... OWWWWW! 

Funk throws his arms up in the air and laughs as he's greeted by a young female 6WF interviewer. 

Interviewer : CM Funk... What a shock last week as you defeated Kenji Hidari despite being the massive underdog. People have been speculating all week over what happened. From Kenji losing his concentration, to taking you lightly. But what do you make of some of the other, more obscure excuses being rumoured, such as Kenji lost because Demon had a baby?

Funk laughs and tilts his velvet hat to one side. 

Funk : Bitch, I heard some crazy shee round here recently; like that Chinese Zhi G got done over by that big Saint brother because Demon had a baby... Or that that straight up piece that's just HUH Miss Jessica got fired because Demon had a baby... Man I even heard that CM Funk himself disappeared for months because Demon had a baby. Sounds crazy talk to me, but be that as it may, Kenji Atari certainly didn't lose to CM Funk because Demon had a baby. Kenji Atari lost to CM Funk because I'm the best in the world, Legs! 

Interviewer : Fair enough. Though the result was even more shocking given that just last week we saw you threatening to go home. Why? And what made you change your mind? 

CM Funk : Let me tell you why Legs. They don't like G's like me and Rasta around here. They don't like us because the mothership we riding on comes from a whole different galaxy. They don't like me and Rasta... because we are Indy.

Rasta walks past at this moment, looking confused. 

Rasta : Hey now brederen. I'm not indie mon... I'm all reggae! 

Funk : OOOOOOOH Yeah, and I'm Funk Baby! 

Rasta : I be partial to a bit of Suede though ya get me?

Funk : OWWWWWWWWWW! 

With that Funk spins on the spot then lifts his leg up and slams his boot down on a table nearby,  stroking the boot and then imploring Rasta to do the same. Funk nods with a massive pearly white smile as Rasta tentatively reaches for Funk's boot, and strokes it. 

Funk : Suede! 

Funk turns his attention to the interviewer and indicates for her to do the same. She strokes his boot and Funk nods with the same inane smile. 

Funk : Suede!

The three share an awkward moment before Funk swings his leg back off the table

Funk : OWWWWWWWWW! I'm zipping up my boots. Going back to my roots! 

Ritchie Havens! 

MAN... The voiceless are one lucky group of G'a to have a voice like me! 

Interview : Anyway.... Some would say that this weeks challenge is even bigger, in more ways than one, as you take on... The Fanatic! 

Rasta looks worried but Funk shakes his head enthusiastically. 

CM Funk : Ohhhhhh but you're not taking into account that CM Funk knows a thing or two about Fanatics,  Legs. 

CM Funk knows how to handle Fanatics!

Once upon a time CM Funk had fanatics hanging off his every word. I had a Permy on a keychain. I'm talking green jelly key chain! But that's the 70's for you! 

G, CM Funk once convinced a James Brown Fanatic tripping on acid that CM Funk WAS James Brown. All night Groupie shit! We were all living in a hallucination nation! But that's the 70's for you! 

Hell there was even one time, CM Funk was session slapping a bass, bowng a bowng a bowng, slapping that shit right up for Chic on Top of the Pops when this straight up G in a shell suit invited me into this dark ol' room to fumble one of their fanatics while that crazy fool watched.... but that's the 70's for you. 

The interviewer looks doubtful 

Interviewer : Normally I wouldn't question a good backstory. But you are clearly in your 20's though?!?

Funk looks flattered and starts to stroke his cheeks. 

CM Funk : I know I know I know... it's hard to tell my age right? But  that's because I moisturise, Legs. Twice daily.... and after every meal. 

And I've got my sunglasses on!

‘Give up the Funk’ plays and the crowd go wild as CM Funk bounds out on to the stage, he spins on the spot before dipping into his pocket and putting his sunglasses……. ON! The crowd cheer it even more.

MW: For all that is holy! Why is he even here?!

RJ: Shut it Mike, he’s a legitimate contender after last week’s big win! And I have it on great authority that CM Funk, in the wake of the biggest moment of his life received at least 8 proposals of marriage, three of which it is rumoured he is seriously considering! Just imagine what would happen if he knocked off The Fanatic tonight!

MW: You’re an idiot!!

Funk has climbed into the ring, he salutes the fans, a section of the crowd sporting novelty sunglasses in appreciation!

RJ: FUNKAMANIA IS RUNNING WILD!

Wire is shown looking at RJ in absolute horror.

“Change(In the house of flies)” hits and the crowd descend into boos as a red light flicks on and off at the top of the stage until The Fanatic walks out. The big, lumbering figure walks slowly, staring a whole through Funk, who gulps almost theatrically. Fanatic stops at the bottom of the ramp, not taking his eyes off Funk. The lights raise and Fanatic begins to climb into the ring…

RJ: This is one big dude. You can’t help but wonder about Austin Stevens’ sanity, if he wants to use this goliath to make a name for hims…. WHAT THE?!
Fanatic is just reaching the apron when from the crowd, Austin Stevens appears, charging the giant into the apron. The newcomer unloads with hefty right hands into the dome of The Fanatic who slumps to his knees.

MW: AUSTIN STEVENS MAKING A STATEMENT HERE!

Stevens is now driving knees into the face of The Fanatic, picking him up, looking him in the eyes and then flinging him powerfully into the steel steps…

RJ: Fanatic hit that so hard that the steps just exploded, look at all that steel!
Fanatic lies slumped on the steps as Funk and the referee watch wide-eyed. Stevens methodically stalks the giant, looking to the Hardcore title lay on the floor. He picks it up and wills The Fanatic to rise.

MW: I have a feeling Austin has some bad intentions in mind.

RJ: Fanatic’s getting up!

MW: NOT FOR LONG!

Fanatic groggily pulls himself up and turns, flush into a shot in the face from Stevens, wielding the Hardcore title. Fanatic slumps to the ground and

Stevens stands over him, Hardcore Title in hand, as we go to the break.

(The scene opens up with Mr. Po talking and trying to coach Hidari Kenji)

Mr. Po- Listen to me right now! I have invested my life and money into you! The picture I see right now is Hidari Kenji The Future of 6WF. You need to look around you at the losers and others who couldn't take the weight that you took! It's been since 2011 you debuted in 6CWF and let me tell you something I have never worked with such talent as yourself!

(Mr. Po pauses)

Mr. Po- I can't help you find your way! All I can do is wish, pray and hope you find who you are because I am not going to watch you job and lose to amatuers like CM Funk someone who is worthless and talentless. CM Funk is a mockery and a joke. He has nothing about him that is championship material! You want to know why Hidari Kenji is a Former European and Freeweight Champion??

(Mr. Po stares dead into Hidari's eyes)

Mr. Po- It's because every shot you had you executed on it. This company will bury you until your cold 6 feet under but best believe they can't hold you down after noticing the domination and how badass you are! Mark my words Hidari! I am proud to be by yourside! Through these times right now into the glory days!

(Hidari Kenji looks up)

Mr. Po- Imma need you to find your own way now son! I'll be gone for a while but I'll still be around! Tonight you team with Mike Hill! Show why are the best thing since 6WF was created! You are the man!

(Mr. Po walks off as Hidari pulls his hoodie over his head as he stares down into the concrete floor in depression...scene fades away)

(Crime Lord is stood backstage, clearly set up for a promo, there is a black backdrop with the 6WF logo on it. Crime Lord is stood dressed smartly in a sharp black suit, a cigar in the top pocket, the top button open. His chest is heaving as the camera continues to roll without Crime Lord saying anything.)

CL- Ladies and Gentleman, I am this close to the 6WF World Title.

(Crime Lord uses his index finger and thumb to demonstrate, the tips brushing each other.)

CL- This close to the world title that I should never have had taken from me, the world title that the whole world knows is mine, the world championship that was taken from me unjustly all those months ago. It has been too long for me not to have held the world title. I am a junkie, addicted to success and that title is my drug. I need my fix. I've had enough of playing games with the "plebs" with the dross of 6WF, I want the title, I want the main event...I want world title number 4 more than I want anything and I am willing to give anything for it.

(Crime Lord grits his teeth and licks his lips, before his mouth turns into a sly grin.)

CL- And luck would have it, the current champion, the man keeping the title warm is none other than my number one fan Logan Kincade. The man so infatuated with me, the man who so obviously admires me. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery after all. You see, if you scratch beyond the faux-mad surface of Logan Kincade. If you look beyond that, you see....me. Going the unorthodox Hardcore route to the top, surrounding yourself with others to use as steps to the top, his wrestling style, the way he talks, the way he walks...it's all taken from ME.

Sound thinking, if you're going to emulate somebody...emulate the best. The problem with this is the copy is never as good as the original. Kincade may look to me for inspiration, may look at my legendary career, my long list of successes, my haul of championship gold, my status as 6WF legend and want a bit of that. There are two issues with that. Number one, Logan Kincade is not as good as me, he's a fine copy but he doesn't have the ability to adapt, to recover and keep on going, he doesn't have my athleticism, my intelligence...he's just a very good imitation. Number two....I'm not finished.

(Crime Lord is staring down the lens with fury now.)

CL- Logan needs me to leave a spot for him to fill, he needs me to be content with my career, with my legacy so he can cement his own. That's not happening, not now, not ever if I can help it. I haven't even hit my peak yet. The best of Crime Lord is yet to come and Logan Kincade right now, he's in the eye of the storm, the oncoming storm that is going to take back my title and destroy anybody in my way. Logan knows I'm better than him, he has given me everything he has got in the past and it wasn't enough, right now he's terrified. He knows that I will show him up again, he knows that he hasn't grown or learnt enough to stop me...that's fine, nobody has, nobody can.

But this week, I'm not facing Kincade, I'm facing...the other one. The world champion who lives in the shadow of Kincade, the world champion who has to settle for being number two. How does it feel to be in the main event boy? It's nice isn't it, don't get used to it. You're there because of me, because I am money, I am viewers...I am the best. You are the reason people, including me, worry about the future of this company. You're not a match for the world champions of yesteryear, you're not even a match for Logan Kincade. You're small, you're pathetic, you're "yap yap yap" like a little dog. You should shut your mouth once in a while.

Know this, Monday you'll be treated to the biggest test of your career, you'll be taken past your limit, beyond your capabilities and shown up for the fraud of a world champion you are. I don't blame you Kenty, what kind of world champion are you when you beat Mike Hill to get the title. But this Monday you'll see what happens to me when I am on the world title hunt, I am untouchable. I have my eyes on the prize Kenty, and you are simply a distraction.

(Crime Lord cracks his knuckles.)

CL- I'm a junkie, and I need my fix. The world title....is this close.

(Crime Lord indicates again with his finger and thumb as the camera shuts off.)

RJ: Singles action up next here on Lockdown, with our Freeweight champion in action...

MW: I’m sure Cameron Faith will simply be looking to just get through a match without Kristal interfering in some way or another.

RJ: She’s lost it Michael. They say AJ Lee is crazy, well Kristal takes it to another level. Cameron just isn’t interested in her, she can’t seem to accept that.

MW: It begs the question whether she is doing someone else’s bidding...

RJ: Well Visage is the man tonight who will be hoping to take advantage of any potential interference from Kristal.

‘I Fought the Law’ booms out of the speakers and the crowd give a massive cheer as Cameron Faith runs out onto the stage. He nods to the fans before sprinting down the ramp, he stops and then lifts up his shirt to show the Freeweight Title wrapped around his waist. He slides into the ring and then leaps to his feet, running the ropes a couple of times before launching his shirt into the crowd.

RJ: Faith has been in position to score two big wins in the past two weeks only for Kristal to cost him, you have to wonder if this will eventually have an effect on his confidence?

MW: Constantly losing matches is no good for anyone RJ, even if you know that you would have won them.

“Crystal skull” blares out around the arena and Visage strides out, eyes wide glaring down at his opponent. Visage then walks menacingly down to the ring, he climbs through the 2nd rope and strides right towards Faith, staring him out.

RJ: What a strange, strange man.

MW: Agreed RJ, but a VERY dangerous competitor.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Faith goes in for the lock-up but Visage quickly takes him down with a spinning chop to the throat of Faith. He falls into the mat and Visage goes on the offensive quickly, stomping away on the throat and neck of the Freeweight champion until the referee steps in and forces Visage to stop the stomping attack. Visage nods, he then drags Faith closer to the corner before going to the 2nd rope and then leaping off, hitting a double foot stomp down across the throat. He covers.

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

Visage quickly locks Cameron Faith into a sleeper hold. Faith fights up to a vertical base, only for Visage to quickly take him down to the mat with a white Russian legsweep. Visage then gets to his feet, waiting for Faith to rise before hitting him with a headlock driver. Visage makes the cover again.

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

RJ: Strong start from Visage, showing off his unique range of offence.

Faith gets the shoulder up, Visage drags him to his feet where he reels off a number of quick headbutts to the chin of Faith who is rocked back into the ropes. Visage then whips Faith out across the ring, he bounces off the ropes himself and meets Faith in the middle of the ring with a leaping, spinning elbow smash. Visage then bounces off the ropes, nailing a leg drop across the throat. Cover.

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

Visage allows Faith to rise, he then lifts him over his shoulders before running to the corner and going for a snake eyes. Faith drops down the back, he shoves Visage into the corner before sprinting in and connecting with a shining wizard. He then grabs the head of Visage, he runs out of the corner and connects with a bulldog. He covers.

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

MW: Faith needed that counter, Visage was absolutely dominating this contest.

Faith gets to his feet and waits for Visage to rise, giving the Freeweight champion some vital time to recover after Visage’s onslaught. Eventually Visage gets to his feet, Faith quickly goes for a boot to the gut. Visage grabs it but Faith counters with an enzaguri kick. Visage drops to one knee and Faith levels him with a legsweep DDT. Cover.

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

Visage kicks out, Faith locks in an armbar hold. He slowly drags Visage to a vertical base before throwing him down into the canvas with a snap suplex. Faith keeps the hold applied, dragging Visage to his feet and hitting a 2nd suplex. Faith brings Visage to his feet and hits a third suplex. He makes the cover.

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

RJ: Now Faith dominating proceedings.

Visage is dragged to his feet by the Freeweight champion, who hits an STO backbreaker. He then attempts a neckbreaker but Visage blocks and then counters with a neckbreaker of his own. He goes to the top rope, hitting a diving elbow drop. Cover.

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

Faith drives the shoulder up, Visage hauls him to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Faith springboards back but Visage leaps into the air and hits a superman punch as Faith is in mid-air. He hooks the leg.

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

Visage drags up Faith, he goes for a throat chop but Faith blocks it. He then reels off a series of knife-edge chops, backing Visage into the corner. Faith continues with the chops until the referee has to intervene. Faith waits for Visage to stagger out of the corner...

RJ: SUPERKICK!

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

MW: Faith wins it, fantastic contest!

RJ: No interference from Kristal, perhaps she’s finally got the message...

MW: Oh I don’t know about that RJ, perhaps she’s just in solitary confinement this week!

Mr. Kenty is shown backstage watching Crime Lord's comments on a monitor as Kayleigh Reed approaches....

KR: I take it you heard all that then?

*Slowly turning to face the beautiful roving reporter, Kenty is still smiling cheekily and nodding in agreement at Kayleigh's question. He then begins to speak, showing off his pearly white teeth and his eyes continue to light up in excitement.*

Mr Kenty: Yep. I heard all of it..  Big words from Crime Lord. That's fair.. see, Crime Lord is a former 6WF world Heavyweight champion.. three times to be exact! I know you knew that and so did I. We all did! "The Iron man" "The Lord of Crime" don't forget either a four time Hardcore champion and just the one time 6WF Tag Team Champion.. pretty illustrious, you gotta admit miss Reed. You gotta give the guy his dues! He's been around town for a while now,  I think even old chuck the cleaner of the LG hasn't been here aslong as he has!

Mr Kenty: He has been through it all.. smelling of smoke because he has been through fire if you will. He has defended his titles against some of the biggest names this industry has to offer, been in some of the most hellacious and brutal matches of all time all for the Hardcore title and more. He has looked Logan Kincade in the eye and has taken a man without conscious or morals to the absolute limit of his mental and physical abilities! He has done nearly everything you can around here while bleeding buckets in the process. 

Mr Kenty: But despite that.. Mr Kenty is not going to back down. I'm supposed to be in his eyes a little dog.. take a Chihuahua for instance. I'm this "yap yap yap" dog in his eyes. That's fair.. apparently I'm also a "Fraud" of a champion. Pretty harsh I must admit! I mean, what have I ever done to Crimey! Perhaps he sees me as a threat.. perhaps I'm not the "Stereotypical champion" he has ever seen in his time around this place. Could be a reason why the old timer has something against me. Maybe.. He thinks like probably many others guys that I don't fit the dress code like a champions should.. but I think I'm doing alright, would you agree Kayleigh?

*Winking at Kayleigh, Kenty smiles mischievously as the interviewer blushes. Kenty breathes loudly before continuing to speak*

Mr Kenty: It's been said however.. and I'm one hundred percent sure, Crime Lord thinks and believes this theory too that I'm not a real superstar or champion in essence because I put myself on a level with each and everyone of the fans out in that arena tonight and around the world. The same level I put myself on with the people I fight for everytime I walk out to that ring in whatever environment. The next one is good.. As I mentioned earlier.. he think's I'm a fraud of a champion. Perhaps implying I have no respect for this company and one of it's major titles that I'm holding onto.

Mr Kenty: You see.. when I came to this place, I changed and mixed things up. See, I wasn't a stereotypical, fire breathing superstar like Crime Lord for instance, envisages every guy that walks into that locker room to be like. Apparently, wrestling traditionalists and more than likely, Crime Lord got a little offended. Well I got some news for you.. take a look at this. 

*Thrusting his hand into the darkness, Kenty clutches the TAW world from on top of a equipment container and holds it towards the camera. "Mr Kenty" is engraved onto the gold plate underneath the TAW lettering. The crowd cheer loudly as the camera holds the image of the lettering "Mr Kenty for a few seconds. He then begins to speak once again*

Mr Kenty: Take a look at this converted prize.. Crime Lord surprised me a little when he said this title was essentially number two. Some of the biggest names in this industry have held this title and if he thinks I'm disrespectful for coming into this company and being a fraudulent champion.. well I got some news Crimey. You think It was disrespectful for me to come to this company and show what I'm all about and take care of business my way so far.. Then you better just go back to your little mafia base and lock the god damn door because I ain't going anywhere. 

*The crowd roar in approval as Kenty stares into the camera licking his lips, smiling intently. He begins to speak again*

Mr Kenty: Listen.. do you hear that? Do you hear that Crime Lord.. all those fans out there.. who come to this magic arena.. This is what we do! It doesn't matter if your Max Adamson, Mike Hill, Logan Kincade, Crime Lord.. hell it doesn't matter if your CM Funk, Rasta or Mr Po! this is the our time. The time of Mr Kenty and the 6WF world.. if you wan't yourself some of me Crime Lord.. I'm not hard to find. We will settle this.. and I cannot wait. And if you wan't to be blunt.. if you wan't to play fire or through dirt Crime Lord.. we can do it. In a nutshell.. all your achievements your a scumbag. 

Mr Kenty: Get over yourself man.. this is 2014. This is 6WF in 2014! We all know what your about.. this tough guy with a ton of money. And I may not know you personally.. but I know what your about in that ring. Your not going, your not going to waste all your time on me as you have clearly bigger fish to fry. But just listen to me.. give me a second. See, I don't understand. For the past few weeks.. I have seen you, Crime Lord in that ring and it's been tough for you recently. Your not the same Crime Lord I remember.. see, I remember the Crime Lord I fought a few months ago in that very ring. 

Mr Kenty: You were better than what you have been. I looked into your eyes the last time we wen't man to man and I looked into your steely eyes, your ruthless way of doing business more than ever apparent. I was fighting a man who was truly the main event. I was looking into the eyes of the true Lord of Crime.. the Iron man! Last time I had a match with the real Crime Lord! The Crime Lord I know has hung in with the best this company has to offer and stole the show time and time again and prove to the world that you still have got it. But now.. your words. They strike me as a words of a man who knows time is running out.. a man who is fighting against his own mortality, this godly figure reduced to a man who knows that when people go into the ring with Crime Lord, they don't fear it anymore. 

Mr Kenty: But, quite frankly, I know what the real Crime Lord will bring to that ring tonight. The past few weeks have probably riled you up. And you may be secretly hurt, that these superstars in the back don't look at you the same way or these people don't or maybe even you think deep down you lost a step but you haven't. You proved at Born in Fire, you haven't lost a step! you proved against me, months ago you hadn't lost a step. Dammit man, your the "Iron man!" not this bitter, angry and reclusive figure. 

Mr Kenty: I may not be Logan Kincade.. I may not be your choice of champion.. hell, I know for sure I won't be on your Christmas card list. But what I am is Mr Kenty. I'am the TAW world champion.. and Crime Lord, I will be facing you in that ring tonight. In the main event of Lockdown live in the LG arena infront of 15,000 screaming 6WF fans and the 6WF planet around the world watching! tonight.. I will show you what a "distraction" can do.. tonight, Crime Lord, you will see why I can be one of the most ruthless, focused and aggressive men in this very industry. And you will see why this little chihuahua is more bite than bark. Tonight Crime Lord.. we will see how well you do against the man who is "disrespectful" to this company. Get ready for one of the fights of your life Crimey because I'am the TAW world champion and my name is.. 

MRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR KEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNNNTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!

Kenty!

*Placing the TAW world championship over his right shoulder, Kenty stares down into the camera with a focused and a firery manner, quivering with anger and aggression as the crowd go wild inside the LG arena. Kenty then strides off in the opposite way in which Crime Lord left as the scene ends with Kayleigh Reed looking off into the distance with a warm smile as she continues to blush slightly. The scene then slowly fades away to a Short Survival teaser.*

RJ: Singles action up next for you here on Lockdown.

MW: James McManus squares off against Vortex, having faced his tag partner Johnny Oko last week.

RJ: McManus looked all set to win that until interference from Dylan Armstrong whilst Vortex was disposed of by Crime Lord, something he clearly wasn’t too happy with.

MW: I wouldn’t want to be the one in his way tonight...

‘Sad but True’ plays and there’s a good reception as the European Champion walks out on to the stage. He waves to the crowd and makes his way to the ring, slapping a few hands on the way down. He waits in a corner and flexes and jumps up and down on the spot.

MW: McManus yet to win a match since our rebirth, that must be a source of disappointment for him, particularly as it looks like he has a new challenger to his title.

RJ: He would have won last week though Michael.

A plume of green smoke appears at the top of the stage and Vortex strides out through it as “Breathe” kicks in through the speakers. Vortex holds the tag team title belt high above his head with a look of determination on his face, he then strides down the ramp and steps into the ring, staring across at McManus.

MW: A very disappointing defeat for Vortex last week, I don’t think anyone saw that coming...

RJ: Especially not Vortex. But I have a feeling he wants to make amends immediately, which isn’t good for McManus.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

The bell rings to start the match off, McManus and Vortex lock up. Vortex uses his power to drive McManus back into the corner, but he counters with a headbutt and then rolls past, flooring Vortex with an arm drag. Vortex rolls up, McManus whips him across the ring and then on the rebound, he hits a spinebuster. Cover.

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

Vortex powers out, McManus goes to the corner. Vortex stumbles to his feet and McManus goes for a knee trembler but Vortex catches McManus, he then rises to his feet and in a supreme display of power, throws McManus into the corner from a powerbomb position. Vortex then sprints over, crushing McManus in the corner with a huge stinger splash. He quickly hooks the leg.

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

Vortex waits for McManus to rise, he throws him to the canvas with a big side slam. He then starts to stomp down on the head of McManus, who scrambles backwards into the corner. Vortex continues to pummel away on the head of McManus until the referee intervenes, Vortex waits impatiently as the referee lectures him. He then brushes past the ref, drags McManus out of the corner before hitting a big side slam. Cover.

MW: Strong start to this contest from Vortex, looking to banish memories from last week’s defeat as quickly as possible.

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

Vortex allows McManus to get to his knees, he then hits a big boot to the gut. He hauls up McManus and whips him off the ropes, then placing him into a bearhug. McManus manages to elbow his way out, he runs the ropes only for Vortex to floor him with a Samoan Drop.

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

Vortex pummels down on the head of McManus with punches and headbutts, he then allows McManus to rise before hitting a boot to the gut. He puts him into a powerbomb position, McManus attempts to fight it and Vortex stumbles as McManus continues punching away. Eventually Vortex drops him over the top rope, McManus lands on the apron and quickly pulls Vortex down throat-first across the top rope.
The European Champion steps into the ring and runs in quickly, taking the big man down with a leaping knee. He then runs the ropes again, and this time the knee trembler connects with full force.

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

McManus attempts to place Vortex into a boston crab but is booted away into the corner, Vortex runs in but McManus nails a flapjack to counter. Vortex’s head bounces off the turnbuckle, McManus hits him with a short-arm clothesline. He hooks the leg.

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

James McManus waits for Vortex to rise, he puts him over his shoulders and then hits a running powerslam. Vortex stumbles up, boot to the gut...

MW: DDT!

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

McManus gets to his feet, he goes for a snap suplex on Vortex but the big man blocks and counters with a suplex of his own. McManus rolls up, Vortex ducks a clothesline and then hits a big atomic drop followed by a gutwrench suplex. Cover.

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

McManus is dragged up by Vortex, who then puts him over his shoulders for the V-X Bomb, he spins around on the spot but McManus drops down the back and shoves Vortex away, inadvertently sending the big man crashing into the referee...

MW: Wow that’s going to be a sore one in the morning!

Vortex is looking down at the ref, McManus looks to take advantage by running in and locking a sleeper hold in on Vortex. Vortex counters by literally throwing McManus off his back and into the corner, where he then sprints in and nails a 2nd huge splash. Vortex looks down at McManus slumped in the corner and drags him back when the crowd suddenly start booing. Vortex looks confused...

RJ: DYLAN ARMSTRONG! DON’T TURN AROUND VORTEX...

MW: Too late!

Armstrong grabs Vortex and quickly puts him into position to hit the Open Mind.

RJ: That same reverse DDT as we saw last week!

MW: Armstrong has certainly made an impression in his brief time in 6WF!

Armstrong quickly rolls out of the ring as the ref begins to stir. McManus rolls out of the corner slowly towards Vortex, he looks at him dazed and confused but still covers as the ref makes his way over.

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

MW: Big win for James McManus, what a confidence boost that will be for him.

RJ: I’m not sure he’ll be too happy about the way he won it, particularly as Dylan Armstrong was once again involved in one of his matches.

MW: I don’t think he will mind at all RJ, a win’s a win!

McManus gets to his feet slowly, he is handed the European Title by the ref and he holds it above his head. McManus then goes to one of the corners, he climbs to the 2nd rope and claps the fans before resting the European Title over his shoulder and beating it with his hand.

McManus leaps off the 2nd rope and turns around to leave only to be confronted by Vortex, who is now up on his feet. Vortex is shouting at him, demanding to know what happened. McManus is shaking his head, saying he doesn’t know either.

RJ: Vortex wants answers but he is looking to the wrong man for them, Armstrong is the one he needs to be asking.

MW: He’ll have a job, he knew to make his escape quickly.

McManus is pleading his innocence, Vortex looks to have finally calmed down and nods his head at McManus’ explanation. The European champion then walks forward past Vortex to leave the ring, only for the tag champion to grab him by the shoulder, turn him around and nail a huge Rupture on the European Champion!

MW: Vortex not happy and he’s just taken out a few weeks worth of frustration on poor McManus!

The show returns from a commercial break as the camera pans up the body of a familiar superstar. It zooms out to show Logan Kincade staring into the screen as if staring into the eyes of each and every fan, he adjusts the world title over his shoulder before addressing the fans.

LK: Now... there are people in this company who, rightly or wrongly, are obsessed with my title. Some of these people are obsessed with the idea of becoming the top dog, the big cheese, the numero uno.... and I can almost admire that, but there is one...man? Who seems obsessed with not just my title.... but with me as a person.

He mentions me every week, he seems to think I am trying to emulate him and that perhaps I see him as the template for my meteoric rise to the top... The man I am talking of is none other than Crime Lord.

Logan rubs his nose and looks around almost trying to suppress his laughter 

LK: Look friend, I feel it is my duty as the face of this company to help one of the old guys, to stop you making a show of yourself any more than you already are. So first off, lets address some of the silly things you have said this week shall we?

Now, I do not possess a "faux mad" façade... no, I am not mad, I have never once declared myself so, others have used this as an excuse when I have beaten them, when I show my relentless drive and passion for my sport, when I am willing to go further than anyone... no I am not mad, so there is no surface to scratch at, I am what I appear to be, I don't play games when it comes to wrestling. I just play people, like the puppets they show themselves to be.

Logan moves his fingers like a puppeteer as he says this. He then stops and takes a deep breath and continues to stare at the camera.

LK: I have the skills to win, that is an inescapable truth, you may not LIKE it... but you can not deny it. SO!...The main reason for my little address here, not once, since we last faced each other, have I ever, EVER, mentioned your name in any other way than to talk about past matches, I do not obsess over you, I am not copying you, I don't like you, I don't even acknowledge your existence friend. No I just go about my business being the best. It is obvious you cling to me because in a sad, pathetic kind of a way, you need me, you need me to care about you enough to see you as a threat, fact is.. I don't. I see you for what you are...

...Old news. I have no time for old news Crime Lord, no time....

He shakes his head and adjusts the title again.

LK: This week I will make an example of Max Adamson. This week it's business as usual. No "teams" to let me down, to allow lesser men to pick up victories. No this week, it's pure Kincade. And that's a fucking good thing too.

Logan smirks before he pushes the camera which falls backwards before it lands and shows Logan walking away down the corridor, the show cuts to a commercial break.

"Lonely Boy" plays out of the speakers and Max Adamson walks out onto the ramp with a chorus of boos surrounding him. Clarissa follows behind him, applauding as they both walk down the ramp to the ring.

RJ: Max Adamson has got a huge opportunity tonight, up against a man who he was actually teaming with in last week’s Lockdown Main Event.

MW: Max is already the N01 contender to the TAW World Title but it isn’t Mr Kenty he has a shot at tonight, he is instead up against 6WF World Champion Logan Kincade.

RJ: Defeating Kincade would certainly send a message to Kenty, and to the rest of the 6WF, that Adamson really is here to stay at the very top of 6WF.

MW: Of course, defeating Logan is a lot easier said than done.

DUE TO THE GRAPHIC NATURE OF THIS PROGRAMME, VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED...”Edgecrusher” roars out around the arena. Logan Kincade steps out on to the ramp, the 6WF World Title clipped around his waist. He removes the belt and holds it high above his head as he strides to the ring.

MW: The 6WF World Championship has been held by some of the greats of this company and I see no reason why Kincade can’t add his name to that list, he has all the attributes to do so.

RJ: Let’s not get carried away Michael, he has only had one defence of that title belt so far, he has a long way to go yet.

MW: Yes but do you really think anyone can beat him? Crime Lord is brilliant but Kincade has improved a lot since the last time those two squared off. And if it’s possible, he’s also become even more deranged.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Logan and Max circle the ring, eventually they go in for a lock-up. Logan quickly looks to apply a sleeper hold but Max spins his way out and then throws the world champion into the canvas with a Northern Lights suplex. He attempts to bridge over into the cover but Kincade quickly powers out of the pinning predicament. Both men roll to their feet, Kincade goes for a clothesline that Adamson ducks underneath.

He quickly pulls Kincade firmly down into the canvas with an edge-o-matic. The 6WF Champion rolls up to his feet only for Adamson to lift him onto his shoulders and hit a running powerslam. He makes the cover.

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

Kincade drives the shoulder up off the mat, Adamson rolls Kincade onto his front and quickly sets about working over the back of the 6WF Champion, dropping a number of knees down into the back and then walking over Kincade. He drags him to his feet by the head and whips Logan into the ropes. The 6WF Champion goes for a crossbody block but Adamson catches him and quickly hits a backbreaker, he then makes the cover.

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

MW: Quick start from Max Adamson, very impressive in these opening exchanges.

Adamson locks in an armbar on Kincade, he slowly brings him to his feet where he goes for an arm drag but Kincade blocks and then counters with a hip toss. Max rolls up to his feet and Logan knocks him down with a big forearm smash. Adamson rolls up again and this time Logan runs off the ropes, taking Max down with a clothesline. He hooks the leg.

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

This time it is Adamson who gets the shoulder up. Logan lifts up Max, he goes for an Irish whip to the corner but Adamson reverses, sending Kincade towards the ropes. The 6WF World Champion uses the ropes to springboard back and nail a reverse crossbody on Adamson. He doesn’t cover, instead leaping to his feet and waiting for Max to rise. When the Australian gets to his feet, Kincade hits a boot to the stomach followed by an implant DDT. Cover.

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

Logan gets to his feet, he starts laying into Adamson with repeated stomps down into the head and face of The Australian.

MW: Kincade absolutely brutalising Adamson here.

RJ: I can’t deny that Logan is perhaps the single most dangerous individual I have ever seen in 6WF, and that includes Cassius Zhi.

Max is eventually brought to his feet by Kincade who hits a knee into the stomach, Adamson lurches over and Kincade drives him into the canvas with an X-Factor facebuster. He covers.

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

Logan drags Max to his feet, he goes for an Irish whip into the ropes but Max reverses the momentum. Kincade rebounds into the centre of the ring where Max meets him with a big back body drop. Kincade stumbles up and Adamson quickly hits him with a swinging neckbreaker. He hooks the leg.

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

RJ: A real back and forth contest here!

Logan forces the shoulder up off the mat, Max brings him to his feet where the two start exchanging punches. Logan seems to get the advantage with a couple of headbutts only for Max to lift a firm knee into stomach. He quickly runs the ropes...

MW: Fa-Maxxer!

RJ: That might be it!

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

Logan forces the shoulder up off the canvas in time. Max drags him to his feet and then hits a monkey flip, sending Logan into the corner. Max comes sprinting in at Kincade...

MW: Superkick!

RJ: What a counter by Logan Kincade!

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

MW: That was a close call!

Logan retreats to the corner, he stands waiting for Max to rise before running in and going for a meathook clothesline...

RJ: Adamson ducked it!

MW: German suplex!

Adamson hits a German suplex, but he keeps the hold applied, rolling up to his feet and hitting a 2nd German suplex. He keeps the hold applied...

RJ: He can’t do this, surely?

MW: He did it!

RJ: Three German suplexes in a row!

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

MW: Wow, Max nearly had it then!

Adamson drags up Logan, he slings him over his shoulders for the Cyclone but Kincade drops down the back. Adamson turns around and Logan levels him with a jumping clothesline! Cover.

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

Now it’s Max’s turn to just get the shoulder up in time. Logan Kincade quickly locks Max into a sleeper hold, covering his eyes with one hand...

RJ: Blind Justice time...

MW: Crime Lord!

Crime Lord comes running down the ramp just as Kincade is bringing Max to his feet. The N01 contender to the 6WF World Title leaps onto the apron and begins to trash talk Kincade. Logan still has the sleeper hold applied, but is clearly getting angrier as Crime Lord continues to try and interfere. Crime Lord goes to take a step into the ring and Kincade looks like he is about to break the sleeper hold, but he instead shoves Adamson into the ropes, which in turn knocks Crime Lord off the apron.

RJ: Clever thinking from Kincade!

Adamson rebounds to the centre of the ring where Logan re-applies the sleeper hold and runs to the corner...

MW: Blind Justice!

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

RJ: It’s over and Logan Kincade picks up the win tonight, despite Crime Lord’s attempts to interfere and cost Kincade the match.

MW: These big matches are all about the mind-games and I think Kincade has won that mind-game, he dealt with the interference and won the match in one foul swoop.

RJ: It looks as if Crime Lord may have to up his game if he wants to get one over on Kincade.

MW: A great match though RJ, Adamson came close to winning that on a couple of occasions.

RJ: He has certainly offered Mr Kenty plenty to think about as their matches moves ever closer.

Cameron Faith is shown walking through the backstage area as a stage hand approaches...

SH: Mr Faith?

Faith turns and looks at the scrawny looking fella....

CF: What is it?

SH: Mr Faith, we've had an urgent call from Kristal, she's desperate to get in touch with you....

Faith laughs to himself...

CF: So being a pain in my arse for the last two weeks isn't enough for her? What is it now?

The stagehand looks sheepish....

SH: Um.....well, she's in the hospital......she's asking for you to go and see her?

The blood drains from the face of Faith who looks shocked....

CF: What's the problem?

SH: She didn't say, she just wanted you there.

CF: Ok....

Faith stands for a moment, removing his phone from his pocket before heading off up the corridor and out of sight.

RJ: It’s our penultimate bout of the evening up next here on Lockdown, but strangely, the first and only tag match scheduled for tonight.

MW: But what a tag match this is RJ, with yet more renewing of acquaintances from last week’s Main Event.

RJ: We also get a Re-Genesis reunion in this match-up, as well as the continuation of feuds that have started since the relaunch of 6WF!

MW: It should be yet another great match-up!

The lights go down and a siren sounds out, as lights flicker. Chase and Status’ ‘Blind Faith’ booms into the arena and the crowd go wild. The lights go up and there, stood with his back to the crowd, arms outstretched, is Clarke James. He turns to face the crowd and grins, he raises his arms and then walks to the ring. James waits in the ring for his tag partner to arrive.

“Hero’s are hard to find” blares out and once the first guitar rift kicks in, the crowd erupt as Thunder steps out through the curtain. Thunder walks to middle of the stage, looks out into the crowd with purpose and a smile. He taps his heart three times and points diagonally, upward ahead of him, then over to the left and then right.


As Thunder makes his way down the ramp he moves from side to side taping the hands of the fans. When he reaches the ramp, he makes his way around the ring continuing to tap fans hands. Once he has been around the crowd once, he makes his way up the steel steps, wipes his feet on the apron and enters the ring by going between the top and middle ropes. Thunder walks up to one of the turnbuckles facing away from the entrance way and climbs to second rope. Points into the crowd at a couple of fans and then stretches his arms out. He drops from the rope and heads to the diagonally opposite corner and climbs to the second rope again. This time he raises his one leg so, that his foot is on the top rope. He again points out to a couple of fans before stretching his arms outward. Thunder climbs down from the ropes, turns to James and slaps his hand.

RJ: These two combined very well alongside Mr Kenty in last week’s 6 man tag main event, which of course their team won, with Thunder getting the winning pin on debut.

MW: A good start for 6WF’s newest signing, and what a signing he is! He’s already made an absolutely massive impact on the 6WF landscape in just two weeks.

“The Next Big Thing” blares out through the speakers and the crowd descend into huge boos as Mike Hill strolls out onto the stage. He paces down to the ring quickly, climbing up the steel steps and then springboarding into the ring. Hill stares across at Thunder...

RJ: Thunder certainly endeared himself to these fans by going after Mike Hill from the get-go, there’s nothing these fans would love more than to see Hill put in his place.

MW: I’m not sure how wise it was of Thunder to go after someone as god damn good as Mike Hill though!

“The Essence” blazes out through the speakers and the crowd descend into loud boos as Kenji Hidari strides out onto the stage. He wastes no time in indulging the fans, he simply paces down the ramp and slides into the ring. He then leaps to his feet and stands waiting impatiently.

RJ: Just embarrassment after embarrassment for this man last week, first losing to CM Funk and then being laid out by Clarke James...again!

MW: He will make amends tonight RJ, I’m sure of it!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Kenji decides to start the match off for his side, and he is up against Thunder. Hidari goes in for a lock-up but Thunder greets him with a massive European Uppercut. Thunder continues on with the big European Uppercuts until he has Hidari backed into the corner. He quickly locks in an armbar, before climbing to the top rope and then nailing an old school on Kenji. He rolls up to his feet and Thunder knocks him down with a clothesline.

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

Hidari forces the shoulder up off the canvas, Thunder waits for him to rise before whipping him firmly into the ropes. On the rebound, Thunder levels Kenji with a sidewalk slam. Hidari rolls up to his feet, Thunder boots him in the stomach before lifting him into the air and hitting a delayed vertical suplex. Thunder quickly hits a leaping leg drop before covering.

MW: Thunder possesses some tremendous power, as he showed then.

RJ: He’s been successful wherever he’s been, I see no reason why he can’t do the same in 6WF.

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

Thunder drags up Kenji Hidari, he hits him with a big headbutt that sends Hidari staggering back. He follows this up with another European Uppercut, this sends Hidari into the corner. Thunder climbs to the 2nd rope where he starts pummelling down on the head of the former European Champion. The crowd cheer along as he nails Hidari with 10 punches before dropping back.

MW: Hill got the blind tag though!

Hidari stumbles out of the corner and Thunder hits him with a DDT. Thunder rolls to his feet only to see Hill springboarding into the ring and hitting him with a hill-a-can-rana. Thunder stumbles up to his feet and Hill connects with a superkick right to the chin. Thunder crashes to the mat and Hill covers.

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

Thunder drives the shoulder up, Hill drags up Thunder and throws him into the corner. Hill then sprints in, hitting a running clothesline ala The Miz. Thunder slumps down against the turnbuckles, which then allows Hill to start stomping a mudhole down into the head of the newcomer, only breaking when the referee forces him to. Hill then goes back in, choking out Thunder with his boot, breaking just before the 5 count.

MW: It seems like Hill is exacting some revenge on Thunder!

RJ: Revenge for what?!

MW: Thunder blindsided Hill on his debut RJ, surely you haven’t forgotten that?!

Hill drags Thunder out of the corner and then hits the Hill Walk. He covers.

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

Thunder kicks out, Hill hauls him to a vertical base where then whips Thunder into the ropes. On the rebound, Hill grabs Thunder by the waist and flings him into the canvas with a bridging belly to belly suplex.

MW: Standard Mike Hill!

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

Hill quickly starts stomping down on Thunder, once again only breaking just before the 5 count. Hill quickly goes up to the top rope, he steadies himself before flying off and nailing the Mike Time. He hooks the leg.

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

Thunder drives the shoulder up. Hill stands waiting Thunder to rise, he then sprints in going for a Tornado DDT but Thunder counters by shoving Hill away. The former world champion sprints back in and Thunder flattens him with a big spear!

RJ: Both men down!

MW: Tag by Thunder!

James storms the ring, he drags Hill away from Hidari before lifting him to his feet and hitting an enzaguri kick to the head. James covers.

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

James rolls to his feet and drags Hill up with him. He then throws Hill into the ropes, on the rebound he meets him with a spinning wheel kick. Clarke James then goes up to the top rope, he waits for Hill to rise before flying off and nailing a flying clothesline. He quickly makes the cover.

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

Hill gets the shoulder up, James drags him to his feet and hits a big atomic drop. He then whips Hill out across the ring, Hidari blind tags as James nails Hill with a tilt-a-whirl neckbreaker. Hidari steps into the ring and hits a beautiful hesitation dropkick on James. CJ staggers up and Hidari nails a brainbuster on his rival. Cover.

MW: Perfect timing from Hidari.

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

Hidari gets to his feet, he drags up Clarke James and then throws him into the corner. Hidari then sprints in and nails a vicious running double knee strike on James. He then lifts the former European Champion to the top rope...

RJ: Island driver!

MW: Hidari clearly wants to finish this one and send a message to James!

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

James gets the shoulder up just in time, Kenji waits for James to rise before hitting a low dropkick to the knee. He follows that up with a snap powerbomb. Cover.

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

James again kicks out and Hidari is visibly frustrated. He stands impatiently waiting for James to rise, eventually he does so. Hidari slings James over his shoulders for Genshin but CJ fights out...

RJ: FAITHLESS!

MW: NO!

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

The crowd cheer loudly as Clarke James rolls to his feet, smiling as he has his arm raised by the referee. Thunder steps into the ring, he high fives James before holding his tag partner’s hand aloft.

RJ: Clarke James wins it, pinning Hidari after nailing Faithless for the third successive week on the former Re-Genesis man.

MW: It really hasn’t been a good start to the new era for Hidari, he has been laid out three times in a row by Clarke James.

RJ: James is on absolute roll at the moment, Hidari can’t get anywhere near him and he’s got 3 wins out of 3 since the rebirth.

MW: If I was Hidari, I’d leave James well alone. Three weeks in a row would suggest James has his number.

RJ: Ladies and Gentleman, welcome back to 6WF Lockdown where it is now time for your MAIN EVENT!

MW: And what a Main Event we have in store for you tonight folks, this is a match that could quite easily grace the main event of one of our big four Pay Per Views and you are getting it for free tonight!

RJ: It sees TAW World Champion Mr Kenty face off against the N01 contender to the 6WF World Title, Crime Lord, in what promises to be an instant classic.

MW: These two have rarely faced each other in 6WF, particularly in recent months, so I can’t wait to see what happens tonight. It’s going to be fantastic!

‘Rain Wizard’ hits and the crowd boo as 6WF’s Iron Man saunters, focused, onto the stage. Pyro’s go off either side of him, as he continues his purposeful walk to the ring…

RJ: We’ve already seen Crime Lord tonight, after his unsuccessful attempt at costing Logan Kincade his match earlier on against the N01 contender to Kenty’s world title, Max Adamson.

MW: Crime Lord vs Kincade is a battle we have seen often over recent times but it doesn’t get any less enthralling, those two are more similar than they would like to admit.

‘Turn up the Trouble’ plays and the crowd explode as Mr Kenty bounds out onto the stage. He stops and breathes in the atmosphere, looking round and mouthing ‘wow’ before making his way towards the ring, slapping hands with people on the front row. Kenty slides into the ring, he then sits on the top turnbuckle staring at Crime Lord before holding his title belt high above his head.

MW: Not been a smooth start to his title run for Kenty, but that has been in tag matches or two on one situations, now he has a chance to prove to everyone why he’s world champion.

RJ: I don’t think he needs to prove anything, but a win over Crime Lord would certainly shut up a few doubters.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

The bell rings to start off the match, Mr Kenty and Crime Lord walk to the centre of the ring and lock-up. Crime Lord drives Kenty back towards the ropes, but then the former freeweight champion begins to fight back, pushing Crime Lord away and then breaking from the hold. Crimey uns in at Kenty who floors him with a big elbow smash.

Crimey rolls up to his feet looking stunned and swings for Kenty who easily ducks, Kenty then headbutts Crime Lord. He stumbles back slightly, Kenty uses all his strength to whip Crime Lord into the ropes, Kenty runs the opposite ropes and meets Crime Lord in the middle with a big flying shoulder block. He quickly makes the cover.

RJ: Mr Kenty making a strong start to this match-up, looking really pumped up here.

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

Mr Kenty gets up to a vertical base and immediately goes on the offensive once again, rolling Crime Lord onto his front and then nailing a succession of leaping knees up into the back. He then applies a sleeper hold Crime Lord, the Hardcore Champion rolls up to his feet and spins out of the sleeper hold before taking Kenty to the canvas with a Northern Lights suplex.

Crime Lord brings Kenty up to his feet, he hits a couple of big right-handed body shots before then clubbing Kenty around the side of the head with a left-handed punch. Crime Lord then lifts a boot up into the stomach, Kenty lurches over and Crime Lord hits a fisherman’s suplex, bridging over into the cover.

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

Kenty forces the shoulder up off the mat, Crime Lord brings Kenty to his feet where he hits a couple of European Uppercuts before whipping the TAW World Champion firmly into the corner. Crime Lord then sprints but Kenty uses the ropes to springboard over the top rope of the on-rushing Crime Lord, he quickly rolls Crime Lord up into a pin attempt.

MW: Kenty demonstrating his speed and agility there, which is going to be his biggest weapon in this match with Crime Lord.

RJ: He certainly can’t match Crime Lord for power, we’ve already seen that. He’s got to keep this match at a high tempo.

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

Crime Lord springs up to his feet following the roll-up, he swings at Kenty who counters by lifting a knee up into the stomach. Kenty quickly bounces off the ropes, hitting Crime Lord with a big swinging neckbreaker. Kenty follows this up by running off the ropes and nailing a leaping dropkick to the side of the head. Kenty makes the cover.

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

Crime Lord gets the shoulder up off the canvas, but Mr Kenty is immediately back onto the offensive by hitting a number of fist drops into the face. He then waits for the N01 contender to the 6WF Title to rise before reeling off a number of rights and lefts to the head of Crimey who stumbles back, trying to protect himself but can’t really get a block in on any of Kenty’s punches.

Kenty backs Crime Lord into the ropes where he continues with the punching until the referee is forced to step in. Kenty eagerly moves back in as soon as the ref finishes warning him, he connects with a clothesline that flips Crime Lord over the top rope. Crime Lord lands on the apron, Kenty applies a front facelock before dragging Crime Lord forward to rest his legs on the 2nd rope...

RJ: Spike DDT!

MW: This is very impressive from Mr Kenty. A real champion’s display!
Ref: 1..............2...........Kick out!

Mr Kenty rolls up to his feet, he stands over Crime Lord, impatiently waiting for him to rise. He then whips Crimey hard into the corner, Kenty follows this up quickly with a shining wizard. Crime Lord slumps down, Kenty bounces off the ropes and nails a running facewash kick. Kenty then brings Crime Lord slightly away from the corner before going up top...

MW: Kenty going high risk...SENTON BOMB!

RJ: Risk rewarded for Kenty!

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

Crime Lord again kicks out, Mr Kenty stands over him allowing Crime Lord to his feet. He scoops him onto his shoulders for a rolling fireman’s carry but Crime Lord manages to drop down the back. He shoves Kenty into the ropes, he falls back into the centre of the ring and Crime Lord crashes a huge boot into the skull, sending Kenty crashing into the centre of the mat. Cover.

MW: Mistake there from Kenty, tried to use a power move on Crime Lord which was never going to work. Crime Lord has now given himself a chance to get a firm foothold in this match.

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

Crime Lord gets up to his feet, he hauls up Mr Kenty and fires in a number of knees to the gut, before whipping Kenty into the ropes. On the rebound meets the popular star with a big belly to belly suplex. Kenty staggers to his feet and Crime Lord drills him to the mat with a Spinebuster. He covers once more.

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

Kenty drives the shoulder up, Crime Lord rolls up to his feet and quickly bounces off the ropes and nails a running splash down onto the top of Kenty’s abdomen. Crime Lord then stands waiting for Kenty to rise before throwing him down with a suplex. Crime Lord attempts to bridge over but Kenty quickly powers out. Crime Lord then locks in an armbar.

RJ: Now it is Crime Lord’s turn to show off some of his impressive offensive weapons.
MW: An offence that has certainly caused Logan Kincade some problems in the past. God, I can’t wait to see those two face off again!
Kenty fights up to his feet with the armbar hold still applied, only for Crime Lord to floor him with a huge clothesline. He makes the cover.

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

Crime Lord rolls up to his feet, he retreats to the corner. Kenty slowly gets up to his feet, Crime Lord runs in...

RJ: SPEAR!

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

Crime Lord stands over Mr Kenty waiting for him to rise, when he does so Crime Lord drives a boot into the gut. He then sets up for a powerbomb only for Kenty to counter with a hurracanrana! The crowd pop as Kenty rolls to his feet, he ducks another attempted clothesline from Crime Lord and then leaps into the air connecting with a back-cracker. Kenty hooks the leg.

MW: Superb counter wrestling from Mr Kenty!

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

Kenty is slowly up to his feet, Crime Lord rising up at the same time. The two start exchanging blows, only for Kenty to manage to block a punch and nail a hip toss. Crime Lord is up to a vertical base and Kenty nails an inverted headlock backbreaker, he runs off the ropes...

RJ: Boot to the back of the head by Kenty!

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

Crime Lord drives the shoulder up, Kenty stands over the former world champion before nailing a forward Russian legsweep. Crimey stumbles to his feet, Kenty runs the ropes and nails a leaping leg-drop bulldog. He hooks the leg once more.

MW: Kenty really taking it to Crimey here.

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

Kenty rolls to his feet, he nails a series of knees into the back before attempting to apply the Pass Out(Sleeper hold) but Crime Lord manages to get up to his feet. He spins out and then takes Kenty down with an suplex. Kenty rolls up and Crime Lord nails an STO. Cover.

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

RJ: What a fantastic match! You can see just how much both men want this win.

Crime Lord is quickly up to his feet, he stomps away on the head of Mr Kenty before stepping towards the corner. Kenty slowly stirs, Crimey runs in...

MW: MAFIA MOW DOWN!

RJ: That could do it!

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

Kenty brings the shoulder up and the crowd pop. Crime Lord is up to his feet, he waits impatiently for Kenty to rise before attempting the Custody, Kenty spins out of the killswitch...

MW: MIC CHECK! MIC CHECK!
RJ: That has to be it!
Ref: 1.....................2........................Kick out!

MW: KICK OUT! CRIME LORD KICKS OUT!

RJ: What a show of resilience!

Mr Kenty looks up to the heavens in disbelief, before waiting for the former world champion to rise. Crime Lord is slowly up to his feet, Kenty beckons him on and Crime Lord staggers forward, he goes for a punch that Kenty ducks. Kenty rolls Crime Lord up...

MW: Crimey rolls through it!

Crime Lord rolls all the way through the attempted pin, bringing both men to his feet. He then somehow gets Kenty onto his shoulders...

RJ: What power!

MW: LOCK N LOAD!

RJ: COUNTER!

MW: TORNADO DDT!

The TAW World Champion then kips up to his feet and the crowd erupt. He drags Crimey up...

RJ: Another mic check!

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

MW: Finally it’s over!

RJ: What a match! What a match!

MW: That was absolutely fantastic, two of the best 6WF has to offer going at it hammer and tongs, putting everything into this match-up.

RJ: A great victory for Mr Kenty, but it must have taken an awful lot out of him!

MW: The same will have to be said of Crime Lord as well though RJ!

Kenty rolls out of the ring and holds the TAW Title above his head, saluting the fans as he does so. He then leaves up the ramp, just as he steps through the curtain, Logan Kincade comes striding out onto the stage.

RJ: What’s he doing out here?

MW: A bit of revenge for earlier in the night perhaps!

Kincade strides down to the ring where Crime Lord is starting to rise. Kincade removes the 6WF World Title from around his waist before running in and smashing the belt into the head of Crime Lord.
RJ: There was no need for that!

MW: He’s sending a message RJ!

Kincade puts Crime Lord in a sleeper hold with one arm before using the other to smash the title into the face of Crimey continually. Kincade then places the title belt on the floor before nailing the blind justice onto it!

Blood is pouring from the head of Crime Lord as Kincade picks up the title belt and stands over Crime Lord, smiling crazily, as Lockdown goes off air.