6WF Lockdown!! - Monday 21st April, 2014!

('Rain Wizard' blasts out of the speakers and the crowd boo loudly, Crime Lord steps out onto the stage, his face thunder. He storms down the ramp, ignoring the jeering crowd either side of him and then climbs up the stairs and steps through the ropes. Crime Lord stands in the centre of the ring as somebody throws him a microphone.)

CL- I should be standing here the number one contender to the Undisputed 6WF World Champion. I should be stood here, smiling and laughing at once again proving my doubters wrong. I should be stood here refusing to show concern for Max Adamson's injuries....Why am I not...?

(Crime Lord rubs his face and the crowd are still booing him.)

CL- Vortex. That fat son of a bitch wants to be me, wants to take over my legacy, wants to have a bit of the success which I have achieved. For some reason, he thought the way to achieve that was to interfere in my match, he thought that was the only way he could get my attention. There is a reason I haven't acknowledged, a reason I haven't cared...because you're a nobody, a waste of time, a waste of space, a rather large blot on the 6WF roster. There is new Crime Lord, there will be no passing of the torch, the torch is MINE, mine to keep, mine to hold and mine to die with.

You see, I'm sure you, just like the others that came before you, are going to claim that you're an improved version, that you're better than me, that I'm old, past it, from a different time, a different era. You, like all the others, are wrong. I am not past it...I adapt, evolve to the changing of the times, that is why I have never strayed far from the top, from the world championships. Because while others, like TGA, like JJ Johnson, like Abe Abercorn couldn't cope with the change in styles, the change in opponents, the change how matches flow, the change in authority, the change in fans....I can...and I do. 

To be the top star in 6WF you have to go through me, and not many have. Sure, people have won matches against me, sure people have taken away my world titles...but nobody has finished me. Nobody has ever beaten me and that's it. Done. I get up, I fight back and at the end of all I'm always back where I belong. 6WF is Crime Lord. I give this place RESPECT, I give this place MEANING, I give this place a true star and I have since day one, I have since my first pay per view where I became Hardcore Champion. 

It takes a lot more than to squeeze yourself into a suit, and buy some cheap, knock off cigars to be me. It takes a lot more than saying things that I say and being as ruthless as I am to be. But congratulations Vortex...you have my attention now...but it is not something you want, it not something you should be craving because what that means for you is that your new suits? They're going to be covered in your blood. Those new cigars? They're going to be put out on your skin. I am going to show you what it takes to be me, and I will show you that you simply can't cope with that. Nobody can. I am superhuman, extra-ordinary...the best, the only one, the Crime Lord.

Now, this week however I'm not going up against Vortex, and it would do a disservice to the adorable Austin Stevens not to give him a mention considering he is my opponent. 

(Crime Lord rubs his stubble and looks around the arena.)

CL- Do your research, boy. You think you're a man because of what you did at Survival, you think that was supposed to impress me? That belt around your waist only means something because of me, what you're doing with it now shocks me that it could fall so low to be in the hands of somebody so childish. You think you're a hard guy, a tough man, unhinged? Setting people on fire? Piledrivers on concrete? Child's play. Do your research. Look at my matches with Logan Kincade, you will see true brutality, you will see true hardcore and you will see that what you are is just a pretender.

I have held that title three times, my name is all over the history of that title. You think it's impressive that you won it at your first pay per view? I did that four goddamn years ago. You think it's impressive the lengths you went to win it? I've been doing that my entire career. I can what you are, I can see the false confidence oozing through you. I can see how much of a boost that title must feel. But Austin...you've got to really do some research. You are nothing, you are a nobody, that title means more than you do, that title means more because of ME and this week you will step in the ring with a man who has done it all in this company, a man who is synonymous with 6WF...a man who you will never even touch.

I am pissed off after Survival, Vortex, Stevens...6WF....prepare for my wrath!

(Crime Lord stands in the ring, arms raised as 'Rain Wizard' plays.)

CL- Funny.

(Crime Lord's face is emotionless throughout Austin's speech, and he continues to stand in silence.)

CL- Austin, don't you see how pathetic you look right now, how small you look like right now, how inconsequential, how immature, how ridiculous you look right now. You've come out here, you've run your mouth off, you've said a few swear words and claimed you don't care...what you've done Austin is act like a petulant teenager, desperate for attention, desperate for laughs, for adulation, for some kind of acceptance. I'm not impressed. 

(Crime Lord heaves a big sigh as Austin continues to grin smugly back at him.)

CL- You don't care about impressing me? That's a big mistake Austin. That's a very big mistake. I am 6WF. You should be hanging on my every word, reading in to everything I say, watching my matches, researching my history, listening to my speeches because hidden in all of that is the secret to success. Now I doubt that you have it in you to be anything more than you are right now, this pathetic attempt at being "cool", but if you were clever, if there is some semblance of intelligence hiding in that thick skull of yours, you would pay close attention to me, because I know everything about being the best, and the only way you're going to come close to getting at the top of 6WF's ladder, is understanding how I've done it, time and time again.

The secret to success certainly doesn't lie in coming out here, pretending to be the tough guy, pretending to be an adult and shooting off. Don't call me baby. Don't swear at me as if it's meant to somehow impress me. Don't wink at me. Don't you dare even look at me you SON OF A BITCH! You want to be something here, you want to be able to have your name plastered over the history books, you wanna be me? EARN IT.

(Crime Lord is clearly getting more and more engaged.)

CL- I have seen guys like you, come and go, come and go...come and go. You're a dime a dozen. Yet for some reason, there is this feeling that you could be somebody, that you could be the man, that you're a hybrid of the 6WF legends. Unfortunately for you...I don't believe it. You're just a boy in a man's world. I can see it in the way you talk, I can see it in the way you walk, I can see it in the way you wrestle. Desperate. No substance there Austin. Right now, you're a nobody firing off wildly trying to get noticed, trying to make a name for yourself but the problem Austin, there's just not anything there. You're not special, you're not extraordinary...you are boring, over the top, fake.

This week, you're stepping in the ring with me. That isn't something to underestimate, that isn't something to ignore, this could make you...but it's going to break you. I am going to systematically take you apart, and I'm not going to put you back together again....that's up to you. I'm not going to go easy on you because you're new. I'm going to make you realise just what you're up against, just how meaningless you are. 

You think I'm going to be fun? I'm not fun, I'm hell on earth.

A highlights package from Survival plays with a lot of emphasis on Max Adamson defeating Crime Lord to become the number one contender to the 6WF Undisputed Championship, followed by the match to crown the Undisputed Champion between TAW Champion Mr Kenty and 6WF Champion Logan Kincade ending in a no contest after Max Adamson entered the ring and laid out both competitors with the Gore. The final image is of Max Adamson holding up both the TAW and 6WF World Championships.

We see the final image on a monitor backstage and the camera pans back to reveal Max Adamson watching the footage intently, Adamson smirks as he can hear the loud booing echo from the fans in the arena all the way back to the backstage area. Jack Reynolds approaches Adamson with a microphone and Adamson notices him, nodding as if to give permission for Reynolds to interview him;

JR: Max, hell of a night at Survival, can I ask why you did what you did in the main event?

Max: I told everyone before Survival that I deserved to be in the main event. The people knew that main event without Max Adamson was tainted. Three men had a ticket to that fight and only two were deemed worthy of competing. I was forced to compete against Crime Lord and "defend" my number one contender status. At the start of Survival, it was all set. Adamson v Crime Lord, winner faces the winner of the Undisputed Championship match between Logan Kincade and Mister Kenty. But by the time the Undisputed Championship match rolled around, Max Adamson HAD defeated Crime Lord. Max Adamson had already solidified himself as the rightful undisputed number one contender. Most men would have sat in the back, put their feet up, cracked open a tinnie and waited to see who they would be facing.

(Adamson leans in as he speaks to Reynolds)

Max: But Max Adamson isn't "most men". Max Adamson is not somebody who takes being overlooked lightly. A few thoughts crossed my mind as that main event began. Why should I allow either of these men to have a reign as the 6WF Undisputed Champion? No matter how small that reign might be, neither of them deserve the opportunity to potentially call themselves an Undisputed Champion when the rightful challenger wasn't even present. And if I had waited, and watched. Someone wins, someone loses. One is the Undisputed Champion... And one is the loser with a rematch clause, or some other clause, just to prevent Max Adamson getting his shot. Who's to say that if I was patient I would even get what I was waiting for?

(Adamson leans back and continues talking)

Max: And even if there were no rematch clauses, even if it was one Undisputed Champion and one Undisputed Challenger, I was the undisputed number one contender BEFORE Survival, and The Saint took it upon himself to take Max Adamson out of the equation, who's to say that snake wouldn't have done the same thing again?! I trust The Saint about as far as you could throw him Jack, which looking at your scrawny arms isn't a lot.

(Reynolds looks sad and looks as his biceps as Adamson continues)

Max: So I took all of this into account. I didn't just jump into their match and end it like Logan Kincade did when I was competing against Mister Kenty for the TAW World Championship, no. I methodically placed myself into that match. I didn't attack Logan from behind like he did to me, I was forthright, both men saw me coming when I got into that ring, and I laid out both men with the Gore. GORE TO KINCADE, GORE TO KENTY!

(Adamson makes Reynolds jump as he shouts)

Max: Both men, flat on their backs, staring up at the rooftop, while Max Adamson held up what will soon belong to him. The 6WF Undisputed Championship. I couldn't sit back and watch the injustice continue Jack. I had to do something about it. Most men piss and moan until they get their own way. Most men cry and weep about things that should be theirs and hope that some "higher power" will help them. Max Adamson is not most men. Max Adamson takes action. I took action when I manipulated the entire world after Chris Patricks died. I took action when I retired TGA from all of professional wrestling. And I took action when I caused The Saint's big match to end in a no contest. Had The Saint done the right thing and included Max Adamson in that match, I wouldn't have had to take matters into my own hands. I look forward to seeing what happens next Jack.

JR: What about the Lockdown main event? Kenty and Blue Dragon v yourself and Logan Kincade?

(Adamson smirks again and answers)

Max: This is only the beginning Jack. Max Adamson has begun his war to become the 6WF Undisputed Champion. Kincade has all the physical tools to tear any man in 6WF limb from limb. Kenty has all the technical tools to out-wrestle any man in this industry. But neither have the psychological tools required to keep Max Adamson out of their heads and to keep their respective World Championships away from me. I am more than the Australian Phenom Jack. I am more than the Incredible Hunk. Captain Australia is not the same man he once was. Max Adamson has evolved into something far greater Jack. Max Adamson is now a being who is hungrier, bloodthirstier and more determined than ever to get his hands on those elusive Championships. I have had many chances to get my hands on one of those World Titles but they have been just out of my reach in the last five and a half years. Right now I have the chance to get both, and it's a chance I have created out of my own blood, sweat and tears. You are looking at the man who will do whatever it takes to win, and I mean whatever it takes. Ask TGA. Ask Joyce. Soon enough you can even ask Kenty, Kincade and The Saint.

(Adamson smiles and walks away leaving Reynolds behind)

The arena is plunged into darkness as a mans voice booms out over the speaker system



??- Aristotle once said fear is pain rising from the anticipation of evil
You see 6WF you should be very afraid.
We are going to hit you harder than the prosecution in the Bladerunner court case.
We are going to make Project F.E.A.R look like a small bug invest compared to the plague of hell we rain down.
The mere mention of our name will incite fear and panic.

A second voice comes over system

??2: Our name?
We're The Parasite Killers.
And we ARE BACK!

The Crowd Cheer loudly as the lights come back up and standing in the centre of the ring is the ominous figure of the facepainted Fanatic and his Tag Team partner Mcmanus.
The Fanatic stands microphone in hand as Mcmanus stands behind him smirking.
As Fanatic begins to speak, Mcmanus' demeanor changes from a smirk to a serious look.

F- The greatest trick that the devil has ever pulled was to convince the world that he doesn't exist, that the world itself was inherently good as opposed to evil.

Fanatic licks his lips sadistically before again speaking

F- You see 6WF you have been going along your daily lives believing that the world is inherently good
And all that while we have been planning, plotting, stalking and scheming

Mcmanus now takes the mic and smirks for a few moments as the crowd chant for the parasite killers

JM-We have been sitting here planning this moment.
All of this, the split, the wars, you see, has been nothing more, nothing less, than an elaborate rouse to catch all the tag teams off of guard, and when they least expect it.
Boom!
The parasite killers return and take that thing that we have never won.
Those tag team titles.
Trust me when I say this,
Those tag titles soon and very soon will be ours


Fanatic takes the microphone back

F- The day of reckoning will be here sooner than you think
And by the way, don't let the cheery dispositions fool you, even assasins come with smiles

Both men smirk sadistically into the camera, before fanatic spews his blood red liquid into the air. At the same time, Mcmanus blows a blue liquid into the air

F- The Parasite Killers
Where will you be when the bomb drops


The arena is again plunged into darkness before red and blue spotlights scan around the arena and the instrumental version of come with me blares out

*The crowd burst into life as "I fought the Law" explodes out the around the LG Arena and Cameron Faith steps out onto the stage. He is dressed in his blue and orange wrestling tights with the Freeweight championship over his shoulder. He steps forward to the edge of the stage and raises the belt over his head as a couple of pyros set off at each side of the ramp, before he makes his way down the ramp towards the ramp*

RJ: Survival saw Cameron Faith hold onto the Freeweight Championship but that doesn't even begin to tell the whole story.

MW: Yes, the real story is Lex Hart being robbed of victory by Kristal, a pregnant Kristal. She should never have been ringside in her state.

RJ: I can't argue that she shouldn't have been ringside Michael, but a 6WF baby is huge news, no wonder Cameron has been so distracted recently. He looks focused tonight though Michael.

*Cameron is stood in the middle of the ring, microphone in one hand and a small piece of paper in the other as he waits on the crowd to settle down*

CF: So now you all know, Cameron Faith is going to be a daddy.

*The crowd start chanting Congratulations leaving Cameron with a huge smile, he waves his thanks as waits for them to quieten down*

CF: The truth is though as lovely as that reception was up this is something I had hoped to keep between me and Kristal. The are too many people around here willing use anything they can to get an advantage. Hell the man partnering Lex Hart tonight has already tried to use my family against me once.

*Cameron proudly looks at the piece of paper in his hand before walking up to the camera and holding up small picture of a baby scan*

CF: Yet despite all my fears about this baby, it without a doubt ranks up there as the biggest achievement of my life and is the sole reason my legacy has become so important. I want my child to grow up proud of their dad. I want this child to know me as a the greatest Freeweight champion of all time and not some drug slinging scum bag.

That is why when I say I will hold this title longer than anyone in the history of this company I am a not making idle claims. I am just telling it how it is and if you doubt me that's fine, just wait till me and Clarke James step into the ring against Mike Hill and Lex Hart and rip it up.

*Cameron suddenly gets a steely look of determination*

CF: OH and Lex, let's get one thing out the way now. You ever try and put your hands on Kristal again, I will rip your fucking head off!!!!!!!

Don't believe me just ask Mike Hill what happens when you bring my family into it! Ask him how that worked out for him. Lex you keep trying to,make this personal It will not end well for you. You've been warned.

*Cameron starts to head for ropes as the crowd burst out into a chant of "who's the daddy"*

'Freak on a leash' hits and the crowd go wild as Blue Dragon steps through the curtain. He storms down the ramp and rolls into the ring, none of his usual fan interaction or smiles, no pyro, no interaction at all. He walks to the ropes and asks for a mic, wich is handed to him promptly..

Blue Dragon stands for a moment, looking out at the crowd, he looks down at the announcers table area, a look of anger in his eyes...

BD: At Survival.. I had my chance, the first chance in a good while, to get myself back to where I belong. I looked opportunity square in the eye. That opportunity was called Austin Stevens, and I blinked. In a matter of seconds it was over. I dropped the ball, and for that I had my head split open on a concrete floor. As I lay there Stevens, hardly able to move, the cold of the hard floor eating into my head, mixed with the warmth of my blood as it pooled around my neck. Is I lay there and I heard your name announced as the new Hardcore Champion... Do you know what I thought?

Blue Dragon smiles to himself and shakes his head..

BD: I thought... Well Done Kid. I thought, you deserve that. Because anyone who can catch me with a move like that, anyone with the balls to drive my head into a concrete floor, anyone willing to set someone on fire, deserves a run with that belt. It's not just about doing these things Austin, it's about why, and I could see in your eyes last Sunday, you did it for the hunger of the chaos. I recognise that look, I've seen it a lot over the years. That is the look of a man possessed, possessed with what it takes to be great here... What it takes to beat men like me. That is the reason that i congratulate you tonight Stevens.

The crowd look a little shocked at Dragons reaction to the loss, but he soon smiles before reassuring them..

BD: Stevens, you are the deserved Hardcore Champion, you won that title fair and square and I don't care what some jealous pricks may say out there, you done it off your own back.. But do you realise what that means Stevens? It means that you are now the man to beat, you now have a target on your back and a price on your head. And be leave me when I tell you. To me, there is no price and no prize bigger, than the Hardcore Championship...

The crowd cheer and begin to chant 'Hardcore-Icon...Hardcore-IconHardcore-Icon'

BD: I slipped up, I fucked up Austin, don't you see what that actually means? Yes you have the ability and the drive to make it here, but your no Icon, your no Legend kid. I fucked up and you got lucky....

Dragon paces the ring talking to the crowd..

BD: Let me ask you freaks...

The crowd pop..

BD: you like that? FFFRREEEEAAAKKKSSSSS!?!?

The crowd are going wild and Blue Dragon knows he's found a new name for his fans, he allows himself a little chuckle before returning to his focus..

BD: I was going to ask you if you agreed, but that much is clear. You see Stevens, you are good, there can't be doubt of that after Sunday, you knocked me down, and I couldn't get back up. That takes some doing. But let me tell you now, that won't happen again. I'm better than you Stevens, I know it, you know it. All my Freaks know it... You may have your doubters, you may have those who do speak of you as the next legend in 6WF. Then you have me. Someone who sees you for what you are.. An obstacle, for me to get through on my rise back the top. And be leave me when I tell you Stevens I will go through you, I will take my title back and I will be the king of hardcore once more.

Blue Dragon steps towards the ropes and looks up the ramp towards the stage..

BD: And if anyone, and I mean, Anyone has anything to say about that, if anyone denies that I am the Icon I say I am, that I am The Lord of all Freaks!.. That I am, the next Hardcore Champion.. Then please, feel free to come discuss it with me personally...

(NB: Ignoring the "pipe-bomb" promo, so this comes after Vortex's first promo.)

(Crime Lord heaves a big sigh after Vortex finishes speaking.)

CL- What is it Vortex? Get jealous that I was talking to somebody else? Get a bit worried that Austin was going to steal your spotlight? I don't know who you think I am, or who you think you are, but the way you just spoke to me...that's not on...don't call me "boy", don't act like you're a somebody because you're a nobody. You're not special, you're not important, you're not clever, you're not talented. You are an indication that 6WF is struggling, that's what you are. I shouldn't even have to be stood here talking to you, you're not my level, you're a guy I should be wasting my time with. I'm Crime Lord, I'm THE best, THE 6WF Legend. You are Vortex, the fat, farting, big mouth whose biggest accomplishment is still being here despite your limited mind, limited body and limited fight.

You wanted my attention, you got it. You wanted me to speak about you, to acknowledge your existence. You got it. Now what? You want to teach me? Don't make me laugh. You don't have anything to teach me Vortex, you don't have anything to offer me that I haven't already learnt, forgot and learnt again. What makes you think that you can give me anything? Dressing up like me, interfering in my matches, having an obsession with me, doesn't mean you can be a better me, doesn't mean you can give me anything. It means that you're desperately looking for something to make yourself relevant and you latched on to the biggest and best thing in 6WF, in the hope that some of my excellence, some of my brilliance, some of my pure talent will rub off on you. Sorry, that isn't going to happen.

Now you have my attention, the only thing that is going to happen is that the world will see how out of depth you are, the world will see that you should stick to tagging with Jackie Chan. You think I'm living off of my past, but it isn't true Vortex, my past is a reflection of my future, success, championships, accolades, main events...it has happened before and it is going to happen again. I don't need you to "re-ignite" anything, the fire is burning inside of me, brighter than ever. I am only going to keep getting better and better and that right there is a scary thought because I have taken this place by the scruff of the neck in the past...I once beat the entire roster Vortex, do you understand the significance of that? I am better than that Crime Lord. Yet you think you can teach me something?

(Crime Lord has a small, forced chuckle.)

CL- I know what you want Vortex, you might not admit it, but it is crystal clear. You want my love, you want my admiration, my respect. You want to be taken under my wing, for me to see something in you and build you up into my successor, my heir. Unfortunately, I'm not that guy. I don't see anything in you, no potential, no opportunity. You repulse me, everything about you makes me feel sick, makes me want to leave the building. You made a mistake when you walked out at Survival, you distracted me, you took my eye off of the prize and you will get what you deserve for that Vortex.

(Crime Lord is getting angrier.)

CL- Get out of my ring. Get out of my company. Get out of my life.

*By My self blasts out of the speakers as Nay is still stood in the ring and Lex Hart saunters out onto the stage

LH: Whoa Cameron, where's the fire?

You just stay right there big man. You think you can throw around that kind of threat, hi 5 a few fans and go back along your merry little way?

That's not how this thing goes Champ and even somebody as unintelligent as you should see that by now

*Lex is smiling as the booing grows, Faith opens out his arms

LH: All in good time Cameron but for now you stand there and listen, you'v ehad your turn now it's mine, you understand how this back and forth set up goes, yes?

*Faith shakes his head and is trash talking Lex off mic

LH: I 've had a little bit of time to think about what happened at Survival and i'm here to admit I made a mistake

I made a mistake in letting that dirty, drug fuelled whore out of my grip. I should have done you all a favour and done the job the morning after pill was supposed to do, lets face it Cameron that baby is gonna come out tapping a vein desperate for its next fix. I should have saved you the extra expense of looking after another junkie

Faith is shaking his head as Lex enjoys the moment

LH: That is the only thing that saved your precious Freeweight title Cameron. I had you beat and I promise you the next time we step inside that ring one on one I will not make the same mistake again!!!!!!!!

Vortex laughs loudly as he checks his microphone has been turned back on.

Vortex: Get out of your ring? Your ring?! If Kincade had said that, then I might have taken the hint. If Kenty had said that, I would have gladly left after shaking his hand. Even if those words were uttered by the guy who beat you last week, I might actually have listened. But from you?! A washed up, past it, lame dinosaur that has seen much better days.......as you constantly crow about........and should be put down. This hasn't been your ring for years!

He walks right up to Crime Lord and laughs in his face again. Vortex shakes his head a few times and mouths to the audience "he is actually serious".

Vortex: Face facts legend. The only reason why you are staring at this fat, farting, loud mouth is because others could get the job done and you failed. You're not THE best. You're not even close. Look at the guys ahead of you in the year 2014.......not 2008 that your senile mind keeps living in. Kincade, Kenty, Adamson. Even Stevens should beat you on Monday. There is no Abe Abercorn, nor JJ Johnson or River Ace. That era has gone. YOUR era has gone. This is why you are now spending your time having to deal with who you describe as the nobodies of the federation. You are in a constant state of denial that won't ever be rectified until you understand one simple truth.......

He stares into Crime Lord eyes and his tone lowers.

Vortex: 6WF has evolved and you haven't evolved with it. Which means I don't need to rise myself up to your level. You have skydived from the very top and found yourself in the gutter. And you only have yourself to blame......

He backs away and the smile returns to his face.

Vortex: Come on Crime Lord, admit it! To all of us here. 2014 hasn't been awash with career highlights for you has it? Even when one of us was being crowned a champion, I watched you from afar. The effort you used to put in has disappeared this year. The fire you say still burns has long been replaced with sound bites and excuses. Have a look round in the locker room! The guys that looked at you in fear in 2008 now look at you in sympathy. Crime Lord now is simply NOT what Crime Lord used to be. Crime Lord of the past cared. Crime Lord of the past gave a damn. Crime Lord of the past wouldn't have spewed out another speech on his exploits in bygone times. Crime Lord of the past would have punched my teeth in.

He laughs again as Crime Lord looks more irate.

Vortex: This is YOUR level now. You aren't main event material. You aren't chasing world championships. You are on the under card; a place you used to spit down at. A place you used to look at and pity. A place where you now have to face me. You see, I don't have any grand expectations. I don't have some master plan. I am happy to wing it no matter how frustrated I get. I said my piece and I bet it gets a reaction when I walk back through that curtain. Hell, I might even get a slap on the wrist. But what I said about you is all true. You ARE living in the past. You ARE living in a fantasy world. And, most of all, you ARE scared.........

Crime Lord shakes his head and goes to speak but Vortex cuts in.

Vortex: No, no, no, let me explain! As you have shouted about just now, you are not scared of ME! Why should you be?! I'm a fat nobody with no skill and you are the 6WF legend. Beating me should be a walk in the park.........

He paces up to Crime Lord again and lowers his tone once more.

Vortex: But you are scared........seriously scared. Because there is a chance.....how ever slight.......that this nobody might actually beat you. And the truth is that you may not be scared of my form, but you are scared of what I represent. Someone that could come in and destroy the last thing you have left in your sorry and soon to be ended career........your reputation. Just picture the scene..........we face each other in a match........you know, a match like the last time you faced me...........but this time the powers that be says I get a roll up victory. Or, heaven forbid, a pin via a Rupture right where we are standing in the centre of the ring. Maybe they share my views. Maybe they don't. But in that instant...............after all you have said right now.............your reputation, your history, your fantasy, goes up in smoke.

He raises his hand and moves it across the sky.

Vortex: Picture it......the nobody has beaten the somebody. The novice has beaten the expert. The guy that has had every chance this year to be the best........gets beaten by the guy who has slogged his guts out for that very moment.

He lifts his hand down and smirks.

Vortex: You can boast, you can brag. But like all the guys in the back, I don't fear you. I pity you. Pity how the mighty have fallen. And now how the mighty have to deal with the dregs at the bottom of the barrel. And you will hold responsible every one in this building for that fall from grace.......from Alex Walker right to the guy who hands out the programmes...........but you won't look into the mirror and be true to yourself. Be true.........and understand......that the fault lies with you.

He takes a few steps back and points angrily in Crime Lords direction.

Vortex: Get out of your life? I wouldn't have to be in it if it wasn't for YOUR failures. Those failures are the reason we are speaking right now. You are at the bottom now. Having to deal with the shit of the company. And this piece of fat crap is going to make one thing perfectly clear to you.........you stand to lose much more than I stand to gain. No one expects me to win! Which is why you may not need to respect me, but you will damn well respect what I represent. A banana skin you dare not slip up on. Like you slipped up on at Survival. If the picture you painted of present day Crime Lord is true.......you will easily overcome this obstacle. But if the today's Crime Lord doesn't measure up to yesterday's, then you could be in for a very long and very brutal war. A war you have to win.................to save face. Think on it.......

He starts to head through the ropes as Crime Lord watches him exit and walk up the aisle. When he reaches the top of the aisle, Vortex turns round and addresses him again.

Vortex: I am in your life......through no fault of my own. And now you will have to deal with it. Or deal with the shame of losing to Vortex......... the guy limited in all ways. But totally unlimited in how much he loathes you.

He watches Crime Lord and their eyes lock for a good minute as the crowd look on totally transfixed. At last, Vortex lifts his microphone to his lips while nodding his head.

Vortex: Yeah......yeah......you keep thinking those thoughts. I'm thinking exactly the same. You will get your chance.......don't worry. I will see you around champ........

He chucks the microphone to the floor and turns his back on the ring. He stops to raise his arm and give Crime Lord the finger, before exiting to the backstage area.

Dylan Armstrong is in his locker room, staring at a wall mirror, the European Title behind him on a shelf above his head as the camera looks into the mirror as Dylan smiles wickedly.

DA: It happened, what I said would happen did happen. I cut the rope holding the poor soul over the chasm and caught the European Title as a memento to his former self. James McManus is still in his body but his soul is no longer what you knew. It is broken, open to the realisation that Truth overcomes all and he has to live with it, climbing back to the world he knew only to see it differently, little changes at first but once he starts digging and understanding his mind will realise that he cannot change the world because he only has a toothpick to destroy a port with. I can change the world however because I am a leader! I am a man with a unique vision and the focussed clarity to follow it through! I am one to keep all his promises and never set my goals too high or tough because if I were to fall and fail then reality would crumble, this world will splinter apart and fail to realise its full potential as only I can see it! No others can see it currently as I do because of their limitations, their lack of rebuilding when the same dusty buildings stand there beneath the towers  that I build around them, trapping them in and making them see how pathetic they are. There are no true saints here in this world even though there is one currently sitting in his crumbling castle of lies and insignificant history.

DA: I set my goals out with time in hand, I set out the future with this title above my head as the first piece of brick in a mighty tower where the Truth shall reign free and generations of honest children will spread out from. I am then going to offer an opportunity to understand to whoever steps forward first. Try and claim this foundation above my head but do not expect it to be easy like James McManus thought it would be.

Dylan chuckles and heads towards the door as the camera spots a note on it, left by Dylan to see. it reads "Truth hurts but is not clouded like fiction that some of you believe is your personal truth"

DA: D.....T........A

BD's face lights up when a familiar sound begins to ring out around the arena.

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The crowd begin to boo almost drowning out Edgecrusher as it blasts out of the sound system in the arena.

Logan Kincade steps out onto the ramp, red flashing lights pulsate as the 6WF champion drags his belt down the ramp towards his brother in the ring.

He throws the belt into the ring as BD unflinching keeps his gaze firmly on his elder brother as Kincade walks around to the commentators desk and is handed his microphone by Mike Wire.

Logan rolls into the ring and begins to pace around as BD looks on unimpressed 'Edgecrusher' fades out.

Logan stops and looks at BD with a hatred only a feud as bitter as theirs can bring.

LK: I am here to discuss something with you...personally

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOO

LK: ...Lord of the freaks?...

Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOO BEE DEE! BEE DEE! BEE DEE!

LK: Lord of the fucking dance more like

Logan smirks as BD laughs a little before scoffing at Logan's joke.

LK: So what now? Now you love the fans? Now you care what these bellers think? You have named this shower of shit and you are telling us you are the hardcore icon again? I am ashamed of the way you act.

I am ashamed of the way a lot of people in this company act, The Saint... Mr Kenty but most of all Max Adamson... 3 pieces of shit who have poked their nose in where it is not wanted, not needed and not welcome for weeks now.

See... I get it, I truly do, You don't like me being the face of this company, I understand you would like a yes man like Kenty or a puppet like Adamson to sell your tat... but the problem is while there are true warriors like me here then the yes men will never succeed. You will have to kill me to stop me.... and not one of your boys have it in them to do that...  there are men in this company with the drive and the guts to try it... but not the ability.

See your best bet has always been to stop this meaningless fight and accept your fate. Logan Kincade will be the undisputed champion, he will go on to dominate this company for years to come and then when he has done all he desires, he will bring this company crashing around the heads of the yes men, the suits, the also rans... and then he will go on to the next thing.

It is inevitable 

Logan smirks into the camera as BD walks about shaking his head and smiling at the audacity of his elder brother.

LK: Now... this week, if there was ever a need to prove that I am persecuted, that I have the odds stacked against me then just look at this weeks match. I have to team with a man who knows not the meaning of the word... no I shall do my own thing, I will crush my beloved brother here and demolish Mr Kenty with ease but then I will sort this shit out with Adamson once and for all. 

BD: Laughs a little to himself as Logan is ranting.

LK: Oh I'm sorry?  That funny is it? Last thing I heard you were getting beat by a nobody? Started naming the idiots who wear your shirts? Yes, you really ARE the epitome of hardcore bro. Why the fuck are you even anywhere near this match? You are not exactly world championship material are you. This match is for people who may be able to hold a title for longer then 2 minutes. Why not jog on and get the fuck out of my ring you worthless piece of shit.

BD looks as Logan and the fans begin to erupt in anticipation of a battle between the dragons. Logan turns away and laughs to himself before he kicks the world title that is on the mat out of the ring and steps out through the ropes.

LK: No no no....no, I wouldn't want to hurt you before our match little brother... I will embarrass you in front of your "freaks" on Lockdown, they will soon learn that you aren't the man to get behind and everyone will see you for what you are....Charlatan.

Logan picks up the title and is making his way up the ramp when he stops and turns to BD, he smirks and walks backwards up the ramp as BD looks on the two brothers eyes are firmly locked on each other. Finally Logan reaches the stage as he does he raises the world title and turns to the curtain and exits the stage...

*The scene cuts away from the main action of 6WF and the noise of the LG arena, to a more tranquil and pastoral setting. The screen reveals to the audience watching around the world and on the titantron to the audience packed into the LG a fitness center, nestled deep in the Great British countryside. The scene keeps focused on the center as the sun begins to slowly sink towards the horizon. The scene once again changes to inside the center and this time reveals a crystal clear Olympic sized swimming pool. The camera comes onto poolside and a unknown figure is rapidly swimming front crawl in a marked out lane. The pool is empty, however, a smartly dressed professional trainer is speaking to other media outlets also on poolside. Jack Reynolds is amongst them, dressed in his traditional black pinstripe suit with a yellow tie and smart shoes. The trainer then nods warmly as the conversation seemingly ends with him and the media outlets, apart from Reyonds. The trainer then goes to the shallow end where the figure is resting his head in his arms, exhaling deeply. The trainer then begins to speak as Jack Reynolds approaches.*

PT: Alright Kenty..take five mate. Your doing well.. 

*Kenty turns around in the water, with a smile across his face as he continues to exhale before his breathing returns to normal. He looks at the personal trainer and then towards Reynolds and his crew, his eyes light up with excitement as he stretches his arms and loosens his shoulders before speaking.*

Mr Kenty: Thought they would never find me here.. Okay cheers Rob. I will have a quick chat with Jack here and then I will get back to the hard work.. one more set, yeah?

Rob: Two mate.

Mr Kenty: If you say so.. 

*Jovially Kenty kicks the water in an attempt to soak both Rob and Reynolds, but both just miss the splash of water. Rob chuckles to himself before heading off scene as Reynolds sheepishly grins and begins to speak at a beaming looking Kenty.*

JR:The guys in the media will always find out where the stars are Kenty.. 

Mr Kenty: Well, I should know better Mr Reynolds! I thought the week after Survival I would lie low.. keep my opinions to myself you know. Let the dust settle.. but I don't think that will be the case now huh Jack? but I don't blame you trying to get the latest scoop. Infact, I welcome it. Yeah.. I welcome it! It's always nice to get things of your chest, and between you and me.. get me away from Rob for a few more minutes. The guy is training me so hard I think I need a holiday! but but honestly Jack, This past week, I have been trying just to keep focused on the task in hand. Trying to get my mindset away from Survival.. but I just can't run away from it. So Jacky boy! do your thing buddy! give me the full package this afternoon!

JR: If you wish, Kenty! my first question was going to be.. after the events of Survival. What are your thoughts?

Mr Kenty: My thoughts.. well, that's a interesting one Jack. My thoughts are pretty simple.. Max Adamson is a very clever guy. I mean he wins arguably one of the matches of the night at Survival, further cementing himself as one of the top talents that 6WF has to offer. He pinned Crime Lord, a former champion fair and square using his own technical abilities and in ring endevaour once again! but I'm afraid that's where Max smartness ends. I think I speak for Logan when I say this.. but I think Max Adamson just poured fuel onto the fire. Max Adamson has ignited a war and this war is far from over. See, Max Adamson may have claimed some kind of win his eyes but in many eyes including mine.. Max Adamson wen't over the line. Max Adamson wen't over the point of no return.. 

Mr Kenty: Logan Kincade vs Mr Kenty had it all.. two competitors focused, angry and hell-bent on walking away from Survival the 6WF unified world champion. The fans were buzzing, the guys in the locker room were buzzing and even Michael Wire was screaming like a fourteen year old girl! the match had it all. For over 25 minutes.. Logan Kincade and Mr Kenty took each other to the limit. I remember looking into the eyes of Kincade and into his soul.. I could see in his eyes he was desperate to win. Desperate to hold onto his trophy but when he slapped the taste out of my mouth.. I snapped. I lost my cool, I'm the first to admit. I saw the look in some of the fans eyes.. especially some of the younger fans and they looked scared. For that I can only say sorry.. a side of me came out of Survival where I snapped and lost my mojo.. I became something I didn't want too in my pursuit of my dream. Survival was a learning curve and a emotional rollercoaster..

Mr Kenty: In a way, I guess I can thank The Saint.. Alex Is a smart guy, but I bet he didn't see that coming. But, in fairness, neither did I with those Brass Knuckles! boy.. those hurt. Had to get the old noggin checked out.. fair play to Logan, he can hit them! but back to the point.. The Saint lent me a hand, but in a way, it caused more issues than it solved. The Saint maybe calling the shots around here but Alex Walker and Logan Kincade are devious, ruthless and methodical. They will get revenge and that may harm Saint, in more ways than one.. I'd like to say, I would be around for the Saint but I can only do so much. Walker and Kincade are such a phenomenal pairing it would be unwise to cross them.. but I guess fortune favours the brave! Logan Kincade and Aley Walker can pretend all they like that they hold the key to this company.. that they hold the cards. But truth is.. they don't.

Mr Kenty: And as a matter of fact, neither does Max Adamson. Max Admason and Clarissa.. See, I think the pair of them believe that by doing what they wan't when they wan't, they will get their way. A mentality that could be suited to something along the lines of "The inmates running the asylum" which could be respected.. could be said, brave. I like the "whole rebel against the system because it seems the world is against me" rage and all. If Max wasn't dangerous, he is now even more dangerous. Max thrives on being the villain.. the guy who the people that fill the LG on a weekly basis come too boo and give abuse. But recently, times have changed in my eyes. The fans have a right to cheer and boo whoever they like in my book.. they pay for the privilege to come and see what we do best. More to the point however, some fans have been warming to Max. And that's understandable..

Mr Kenty: The talent Max has is incredible and these fans are smart enough to realise it. They realise that Max is a champion in the wings.. and with the events that have happened in recent months, they know it's a matter of time before Max get's one over either Logan or myself. You can feel it in the air.. you can feel the anticipation! there are plenty of haters out there that wan't me to be beaten by Max. Many of those haters believe that if it wasn't for Logan a few weeks back, I wouldn't be here, swimming! as your TAW world champion. Max would be. And if I was a realist, that night, Max did have the better of me. I wasn't on my game.. and I wasn't the best I could have been. But, even that night.. I promised myself, that would never happen again. Getting lucky, was never going to happen again. 

Mr Kenty: I know a section of the 6WF world wan't Max to beat me.. but I also know that their is a massive portion of the 6WF world that wan't me to continue to live the dream. Continue living this dream along with the people that brought me to the dancefloor more to the point.. And to them, I cant thank them enough. Every dog has his day, and I like to think this dog has had his day in the spotlight. But, if it wasn't for the love, support and passion that my fans give me then this dog would be gone. I fight for them and I fight for what I stand for.. and If Max Adamson, Logan Kincade, Alex Walker or hell, even Clarissa has an issue with this then we can sort it out the old fashion way! in the squared circle where those before us didn't care who showed up.. all they cared about was who they were fighting on the night!

*The emotion in Kenty's voice is apparent, his eyes are lit up with perhaps a little anger and possible retribution on his mind as Reynolds takes in his words. A few seconds later, Reynolds asks another question*

JR: Indeed. Well, my next question is a light subject.. what are you exactly doing here today?

Mr Kenty: Training harder than I have ever done, Jack! I realised something else also at Survival.. Logan had a physical edge over me. I spoke to a few of the trainers in the back after the event and they suggested I go back to the pool.. Swimming reduces stress and builds better muscular endurance, and I feel like a totally new guy. I have participated in a triathlon back in September and that gave me the boost I need both mentally and physically for the Gold Rush.. so I hope by doing my time in here and I can get on par with Logan and Max, both guys in peak condition. Not to mention the work in the gym also! no rest for the wicked as they say..

Mr Kenty: I usually have a set routine of morning workout's and then cardio in the evening. I can vary this up, mix and match which is pretty cool.. and you have met Rob. He's a pretty cool guy.. lucky to have him training me and getting me into the best shape of my life. As I eluded too earlier, it's not just a war, but a war of attrition with these guys. Logan is already a big guy and Max.. well, you saw him lifting more than me a few weeks back. That isn't cool! so I have to get him back. But in all seriousness.. I love my fitness and it's essential to keep my fitness to a mega level as if it slips then I can kiss goodbye to the TAW world championship. 

Mr Kenty: I like to workout a specific part of my body each day. So for instance, I would workout my chest and try incorporate something into that like Shoulders or triceps. The next day I would do Shoulders or Triceps, the one I didn't train the day before hand. Middle of the week rest day and then Thursday Biceps and Back and finally Legs and abs Friday. Perhaps a run fitted into the weekend.. but apart from that, I kick back and relax when I need to. But when I got to the squared circle.. I believe in myself that my training pays off. I believe that the work I do in hear represents what happens in that ring. If I slack in here.. I will slack and let myself down in the ring. More importantly, I slack, I let all those who have come to support me down. And that will never happen..

JR: So.. as far as this week goes.. How do you see it panning out?

Mr Kenty: I have no idea, Jack! honestly I don't.. the team of Max Adamson and Logan Kincade.. it has explosion written all over it. Those two have issues with each other both on a personal level and professional level.. which includes me, that is safe to say. The ego's will take care of themselves, they will try and look out for number one, look out for their best interests. Dragon and I.. we two very different guys. I'm probably not on his Christmas list! however, I respect him massively. Dragon has battled his own brother in some of 6WF's most hellacious matches.. I remember watching a battle for the Hardcore title a few years back and wow.. thinking about it now, it sends shivers down my spine.

Mr Kenty: Dragon is a fierce competitor. He trains relentlessly and his hunger for another title in this industry remains huge. The guy should be respected for what he has done in the squared circle. He has laid his body on the line for the 6WF world time and time again.. that is something to be looked up too. I saw the match at Survival too.. Fantatic, Stevens and Dragon.. they tore the arena up and left it in a pile of ash! Twitter was buzzing for hours afterwards, you could hear the fans all around the world cheering for their favorite in that match.. it had it all. Dragon maybe a little sore still and patched up, but I expect him to be his usual best on Monday. He will need to be against Kincade and Adamson..

Mr Kenty: Me, well.. I plan to go out to that arena and show the world again why Mr Kenty is one of the most toughest, hardest and a fighter that is never going to give up! I will walk into that cauldron of noise.. those sixteen thousand fans in attendance.. chanting my name. The haters, booing me from the rooftops creating such an atmosphere that only 6WF can muster up! see, Jack.. this is what I live for. This is what I breathe for.. the lights on bright.. the weight of expectation and the pride of being a champion. It's what I live for.. It's my legacy. This is what I was born to do and if it means I have to walk through hell and back, if it means I have to leave the ring in a wheelchair and if it means Logan Kincade and Max Adamson step in my way then I will walk through them. I didn't ask to be anything other than myself when I came to this company.. I'm just the first to arrive and the last to leave. What you see is what you get.. and this coming Monday, I will show to my fans in the LG and around the world  to myself that I can hang with the best and come out on top because my name is..

MRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR KEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNTTTTYYY!!

Kenty!

*Kenty's trainer arrives back on the scene with a smile, nodding in the direction of Kenty who nods back. Putting his goggles on, Kenty begins swimming once again at a rapid pace performing the butterfly stroke as the scene slowly fades away to a commercial break with Reynolds looking on confidently.*