6WF Redemption Results 12th August!!

A ring is also shown right in the middle of the arena looking in immaculate condition. Jay Z' song "Run this town tonight" slowly begins to play [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] as a voice over then begins to speak over the music in the background. As the voiceover speaks, the camera pans around the isolated ring, showing close ups of the ropes, steel steps and apron.*

VO: Redemption can be described as two things... the first being the action of saving or being saved from sin, error or evil. And secondly, the action of regaining or gaining possession of something in exchange for payment or clearing a debt. Tonight... who will find their Redemption? who will find their salvation?

*The camera cuts away from the ring once again as the music continues to play. The scene changes to slow motion shots of firstly, Max Adamson and then finally Mr Kenty walking down the ramp and towards the ring. The scene then changes once again in a flash and begins to show to the audience photo's of a young Max Adamson and a young Mr Kenty. Both holding up cardboard title belts and plastic belts. As the pair get older, the photo's continue to be shown to the audience as a older Max Adamson poses in an Australian Gym while a photo of Mr Kenty is shown, smiling warmly with his family after winning a amateur wrestling tournament. The voice over then begins to speak again.*

VO: In many ways, these two star crossed fighters were always destined for this... placed on this earth for one thing and one thing only. The will to fight and the will to win. From the early days, these two men had proven that there was something unique about them. Something that made them stand out from the rest...

*The scene changes another time to reveal Max Adamson lifting his head up and looking into the camera intently. His Ice cold eyes looking directly down the camera before arrogantly smirking and then posing confidently and cockily. Moving shots then begin to play depicting Max Adamson ruthlessly performing Gore after Gore and attack after attack. The Voice over then speaks once more*

VO: Ruthless, intense, dominant and conniving... one man has taken 6WF by storm in the past year or so. The desire, the hunger and the belief has led him to this one point. One point in history where he can fulfill his own Destiny and the destiny of a nation. Chasing one dream for the past years has he finally reached the top of the mountain... but, can he clear own debt? can he be saved from his own sin by winning the richest prize of them all...

*The screen then once again goes dark after finishing on Max Adamson licking his lips and motioning a title belt around his waist. The screen then once again bursts into life with the 6WF audience chanting "Lets go Kenty and "Kenty sucks!" loudly and prominantly. After the camera has shown previous audience members chanting and cheering for Mr Kenty, the scene changes to Mr Kenty standing alone and almost motionless, staring out into the distance. The voice over then speaks once more.*

VO: The pressure of a world... The pressure of representing the biggest company in all of wrestling. One man has the world on his young shoulders... Living life loud is a code that he stands by. A code that relates to many of the 6WF world as we know it. This code has taken this man to unbelievable heights... but on the day of Redemption will he finally clear his debt to his critics and silence them for good?

*The scene then changes back to the isolated ring in the middle of a abandoned area. Run this town still playing in the background as the camera continues to pan once again around ringside and the arena. The voice over then begins to speak again, as moving images now show Max Adamson and Mr Kenty brawling in the ring, Adamson slapping Kenty, Kenty mic-checking Max and Adamson goring Kenty time and time again.*

VO: Two men stand on the brink of greatness... tonight, two men will lay it all on the line for their one chance at ultimate retribution and redemption. Tonight, two men who's careers originated in two very different places will clash on one of the biggest stages... and tonight one man will walk away as the 6WF Undisputed champion of the world. Tonight... we will find out who the better man really is...

*The scene closes with Max Adamson and Mr Kenty in a slow motion shot walking to the ring, their eyes burning with white hot intensity and desire. The final image of this piece is off the 6WF undisputed championship in the ring, almost there for the taking. Rihanna's final lyric in the song "Run this town tonight" ends the scene with the camera fading away from the title belt and into complete darkness. As the 6WF world are plunged into more darkness for a few seconds, the scene bursts back into life once more but this time in the warm settings of Earls Court in London. The Redemption set is all made up for the show however there are no fans to fill the twenty thousand capacity arena or any crew doing last minute checks. Instead, all that greets the audience around the world is a eery silence as the camera pans around the arena, showing empty seats waiting to be filled and the empty commentary booth. However, the camera zooms into the ring and focuses in on a lone figure. The figure then raises his head to the camera, revealing himself to be the 6WF undisputed champion, Mr Kenty. Kenty is wearing his traditional Live Life Loud shirt, in bright green addition with a pair of casual blue Levi Jeans and a pair of Nike blazers. His blue eyes seem focused and steely. Kenty furrows his brow and scratches his chin before confidently smiling and begins to speak to the millions of fans around the world watching on 6WF.COM*

Mr Kenty: For a long time now, I have been in wrestling... I have hung with the best. I have fought with the best and I have tackled the biggest, nastiest and most intimidating people you could even imagine. But, Max Adamson is different. Max Adamson represents the sole biggest threat I have ever come across in this squared circle. In the past year, Max Adamson has proven he is one of the finest athletes ever to grace this wonderful company and above all Max Adamson has shown he can climb to the top of the summit and easily demonstrate why many people fear his presence. But, alas, their is one man that is standing in his way from that final step onto the tip of the summit. And that one man, is the man you see before your eyes right now. And I know many of you see me as the Anti-hero especially the guys down under... but I'm much more than that. I'm living my dream... fighting to keep my legacy.

Mr Kenty: All of you will know this... but I'm damn proud to be standing here right now as your Undisputed champion of the world. Max Adamson may think he is the better man... Max Adamson may believe that he is the better man both physically and mentally... but this title proves that I'm the best because I have earnt it. Max Adamson may not be scared of a fight but this is much more than a fight... and we both know this. All Max and I need is a ring to settle this. Mr Kenty versus Max Adamson in the main event at Redemption... one match. Where it is all on the line. Winner takes it all... And that is just how I like it. Nobody remembers second place, That's why If I lose this match it is unforgivable and unthinkable. That's why I have to win, That's why all the fans around the world and the twenty thousand fans filling Earls court in a few hours will know that I have to win this match.

Mr Kenty: I will be the guy with my hand raised high in the sky... Standing over the carcass of Max Adamson with the headline reading that Mr Kenty beats Max Adamson. Yes, you maybe the most dangerous man in all of 6WF but Max Adamson will not be walking out of Earls court, walking out of London with the Undisputed championship. Max Adamson needs to have his ass whipped, and I'm just the guy that is going to do it. Any doubts about me holding this championship you may have Max, will be gone. You will finally realise that I have earnt this title. I stand before you the champion for everyone in this arena, for everyone around the world, whether they love me or hate me know that this is my life. This is my passion and honestly Max... this is all I have got. The haters will know that every challenge I have faced I have faced it with grace and honor... and every road block I have faced, I have jumped. But in my career so far, this is my biggest road block...

Mr Kenty: I look into your eyes Max...and I see fire, desire and determination. If I looked into your soul right now, you would be confident and you would be more than ready. But the time for talk is over... this is about setting the record straight. There will be people out in this arena later on tonight and around the world who will be expecting a match that shows the magnitude of what we are fighting for... because we both know, this has got to a point where it's more than a title. It's two legacies... two star crossed champions of the ring, locking horns in what promises to be one of the best showdowns these fans have ever seen in their lives. We have fans who wan't to see me Gored to oblivion and fans who wan't to see you Mic-Checked into the ground...

Mr Kenty: Max Adamson fully believes that I can't get the job done... Many of you around the world believe that I can't get the job done. But, I don't agree with you all... It's true, If Max Adamson pins me in this squared circle later tonight, that's it... gone. All of the work I have done up to this point gone in a three second flash... I lose everything. I have heard the words... heard the venomous words that Max Adamson has said to me for the past eights months and man to man, Max Adamson needs to shut up. Max Adamson says for months that he will be the Undisputed champion of the world and that he will finally win at Redemption but in the clear light of day, Max... I'm just going to kick your ass.

Mr Kenty: The future of this company in some quarters may believe that it leads to Max Adamson and Clarissa dominating for years to come... the super couple of this company, demonstrating why they are the best in this company at what the do. But, the people in these quarters like to bury their heads in the sand... they like to think that Max can steam roll his way past each and every superstar in this very company. But these people seem to be forgetting one person... and that person is me. As I have mentioned before... this reminds me of my younger wrestling days. More specifically, against my sparring partner and my coach... couldn't be separated. Punch for punch, we just couldn't get one up on the other without a massive reaction... it's almost as if Max Adamson and I are locked in a battle to end all battles... but this is more than a battle. This is a war. A personal war.

Mr Kenty: See, When Max Adamson wen't into my hometown... wen't into my roots and destroyed them. I heard the words slanderous, cruel, nasty and evil... and I agree with all these sentiments. However, Max Adamson knew exactly how to push my buttons. I tell no lie, Max Adamson has gotten into my head. And for the first time in my career... I was rattled. Max Adamson is the one and only superstar that has rattled me in my entire career. But... in many ways, I know... I have rattled Max Adamson and got to Max Adamson more than any other superstar he has ever faced in his life. Because, he knows... that I'm not going anywhere. I'm like that dog that will just keep on fighting and fighting to my last breath... and if that means that I fight to my last breath while defending this title... then so be it. Because I will have known I will have given it my all.

Mr Kenty: Tonight... this isn't just Max Adamson and Mr Kenty. This is about the 6WF undisputed championship... two of the biggest dogs in the yard scrapping and tearing chunks out of each other infront of twenty thousand of the biggest, unrelenting and wildest 6WF fans the world have ever seen! Tonight at Redemption.. Max Adamson will face his Destiny and ultimately seek his Redemption... but the man he sees at the other side of the ring will be seeking his own Redemption. And that man will be so focused and so driven more than he has ever been in his life because as I said... this is it for me. This is it for Mr Kenty... for the past eight months, this is where another battle will take place. And this battle will be the toughest, nastiest and brutal fight of your life Max Adamson... I promise you this now... if Max Adamson want's to be Undisputed champion... He's going to have to leave me on my back and leaving this ring in a stretcher... But tonight at Redemption, When the dust has settled and amongst the carnage, I will stand before you all as still your 6WF undisputed champion. I'm doing this for my family, I'm doing it my hometown and I'm doing it for every single fan that has backed me from day one... Max Adamson, welcome to your night of Destiny. Welcome to the biggest fight of your life...

*The camera continues to be locked on a physically shaking, intense and emotional Kenty as he belts out his final words. His face is turning slightly red as veins can be seen on his temple as he is that focused and intense. The transmission slowly begins to come to an end with Mr Kenty standing alone in the middle of the ring, soaking in the uneasy and tense atmosphere of the currently lifeless Earl Court arena. Suddenly, the lights go completely out around the arena as Kenty is left all alone in the ring with the transmission finally coming to an end.*

Last Week.....

RJ: NO! OH MY GOD!

MW: THEY'VE JUST SENT ADAMSON FROM THE RING STRAIGHT ONTO THE FLOOR!

RJ: HIS HEAD AND NECK TOOK ALL OF THE IMPACT!

MW: ADAMSON IS OUT COLD!

The Zhilots roll out of the ring, they pick up Max whilst some more of them remove the monitors from the announce table. Four Zhilots have lifted the KO'd Max high into the air...

RJ: THE SAINT! OUR GENERAL MANAGER COMING TO MAKE THE SAVE!

MW: HE IS PUTTING PERSONAL DIFFERENCES ASIDE!

RJ: SAINT NEEDS TO STOP THIS...DAMN IT! OH MY GOD!

MW: GET THE EMT'S OUT HERE! GET THEM NOW!

RJ: LEAVE HIM DAMN IT! GET AWAY FROM HIM!

MW: TRIPLE POWERBOMB THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE!

RJ: SAINT GET AROUND HERE!

The Saint runs around the ring, straight towards Max. The Zhilots let him past without a struggle, Saint kneels to the floor and looking down at Max who is out cold, lying motionless on the floor. RJ and Wire are looking down at Max in complete and utter shock, fixed to the spot as Saint desperately calls for medics.

The camera pans to the ring, where Cassius Zhi rolls in under the bottom rope. He gets to his feet and walks towards the ropes, leaning forward against them, his trademark demented grin etched across his face as he looks down at Saint, who is glaring back at him.

The Zhilots are all knelt on one knee, looking down and over Max who is carefully being loaded onto a stretcher by EMT's as Lockdown goes off the air.

A challenger in jeopardy

The Scene switches to The Saint stood in front of the 6WF cameras...

On Wednesday nights episode of Lockdown, Max Adamson; the number one contender to the 6WF Undisputed World Championship, was injured at the hands of Cassius Zhi and his group of Zhilots. Max was attacked and put through the announce table at ringside where he suffered a trauma to the head, leaving him unconscious for a matter of minutes.

Following tests at a local medical facility following the show it was confirmed that Max Adamson has suffered a mild concussion.

A glimmer of hope keeps the dream alive...

After discussions with 6WF Medical Advisors it was agreed that Mac’s participation in the World Title match at Redemption would not be under threat.

The medical staff will continue to monitor Max over the coming days and if his condition changes or deteriorates then Max will be pulled from the Redemption main event. [/quote

A statement made, a line finally crossed...

6WF does not condone the actions of Cassius Zhi, or those who choose to follow him, and personally, I will not allow his actions to jeopardise the members of this roster, or the good nature of this company. I will deal with this issue personally, when I see fit, without physical provocation. [/b]

But will the presence of 6WF’s Authority see the spotlight removed once again

It is my hope that Redemption goes off without further issue and I will personally be at ringside for the World Title match to ensure no outside interference influences the outcome.'

Tonight, Redemption means more to some, than others may be able to handle

The scene fades top black as an orange glow fills the screen and the image of Cassius Zhi fills the screen

"In the end" by Linkin Park blares out around Earl's Court as the crowd go wild with cheers as 6WF Redemption goes live to air with the poster emblazoned across the big screen. An array of pyrotechnics and strobe lighting flash around the top of the stage as the camera's then pan to the commentary desk.

RJ: Ladies and Gentleman, good evening and welcome to 6WF REDEMPTION! We are live at Earl's Court, and broadcasting on EUROSPORT AND EUROSPORT HD! I'm RJ and as ever, I'm joined by Michael Wire on commentary.

MW: Good evening RJ, and good evening to the millions of folks watching at their homes. What a show we have in store for them tonight!

RJ: We sure have Michael, only 6 matches scheduled for the evening but what a set of matches they are! The tag titles are on the line, we've got two champions facing each other but the Main Event is all anyone has been talking about!

MW: This is a match months in the making...no years in the making. Max Adamson in the Main Event of a 6WF Pay Per View, competing for the world title...in a one on one match!

RJ: Of course it came close to being cancelled after the vicious attack by the Zhilots on the final edition of Lockdown. Whatever you say about Max, you have to admire how tough he is to compete tonight.

MW: But you have to wonder what effect it will have on him RJ. I hope he does it, that title is rightfully his after all!

Various signs are shown;

"Redemption is available for only $9.99"
"#1808"
"Who cares about Hulk Hogan?"
"What a bunch of toasters"
"Kenty is the true champion"
"Adamson sucks"
"My Faith is in Mike Hill"
"Someone put Tom Ree in detention"

The camera pans around the arena showing the thousand of fans who have packed themselves in. The shot cuts to the backstage area where Jack Reynolds is standing with Tom Ree.

Jack "Tonight I am with one of the best young talents -"

Tom "They don't want to know what you are doing after the show. Now do your job and introduce me to my pupils!"

The crowd laugh while Jack looks flustered

Jack "Ladies and gentleman, I am standing here with your teacher, Tom-"

Tom loudly clears his throat

Jack "Mister Ree! Tonight you take on Clarke James, how do you feel about the matchup?"

Tom "I am looking forward to adding to his problems tonight."

Jack "His problems?"

Tom "Yes his problems. His recent set of results! If I learnt anything from working at a school it was never to expect too much from the more challenged students. While they could throw in the occasional result that surprised you, such as his victory against Austin Stevens, they will revert back to the mean.

And his desperation to be loved, to receive the adulation of these people. He has it the wrong way round. They should adore and respect you. But how can they cheer on a loser like Clarke James. He constantly drones on about a new start and how he is better but it's over for him. He has reached his peak. Clarke James is a ruined man."

Jack "Is appreciating his fans really a problem?"

Tom "The mere appreciation of fans is not so wrong in itself. It's the pure desperation for veneration. It sickens me.

Jack "I don't want to keep you too long so how do you see it going?"

Tom "Well I anticipate me bringing the series to an end. Like last time it will end with the Last Lesson and then 1-2-3 in the middle of that ring. Tonight is it time for lesson seven and that will come in the middle of the ring. A wrestling master class that Clarke James will be on the end of."

Series? Is there going to be more of these, I hadn’t accounted for that....

The crowd pop as Clarke James walks into shot...

CJ: I must’ve forgot to pick up my timetable, sir? Can I assume I’m in detention, or is having to listen to you punishment enough.

I’m not desperate for the fans adulation, Tom. I just get them. I’ve got reasons to be cheered, you know why? Cause the first sound of someone like you standing out there running their mouth thinking they are the be all and end all is when I come running. I’m the first guy in the queue wanting to stick his fist between your teeth and make sure there’s something to fill that cakehole of yours.

Tom laughs to himself...

TR: Ah, a typical, boorish, Clarke James threat. Whatever next, saying something witty and relevant to gain yourself a cheap pop? Here let me help you.....GOOD EVENING LONDON!

The crowd give a muted pop as Ree smiles with delight...

TR: So easy isn’t it, Clarke. They’re just puppets on a string. Dogs on a leash. They are the pupils to my master. One command, the desired response, the perfect lesson.

This isn’t personal, Clarke. Your just the latest in a long line of people who need to be educated as to who I am. I know you. You saved 6WF, and we’re all very grateful. But this isn’t Born In Fire. There is no church. No JJ. It’s just you, me, and the classroom of your demise.

See you out there, Clarke.

Ree taps James on the shoulder and walks off as we head to ringside.

(The scene opens up in a dark room. Similar to a dark room we've been seeing thru the past weeks. A man is sitting down flipping through channels. A heavier set man walks in with a glass of wine)

....- For you Boss

....- Thank You

....- Boss what will be your next move?

(The hooded man sits up and takes a dart throwing it at a picture of Mr. Kenty holding both TAW and 6WF Heavweight Belts)


.....- To bring back terror into 6WF. I've been on the side lines for a couple of months and I refuse to let the rest of 2014 go to waist. I will guarantee dominance, disruption and annihilation.

(The hooded man walks over and puts what appears to be a Samurai Mask.)


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Match 1

Tom Ree vs Clarke James

RJ: We've got singles action to kick off Redemption, and it sees a clash between the old and the new of 6WF.

MW: This match pits the intellectual saviour of 6WF, "The Teacher" Tom Ree about against veteran Clarke James.

RJ: James is a man who has been there and done it all, I'm not sure he needs teaching anything by Tom Ree, no matter how impressive the newcomer has been since arriving in 6WF.

MW: You can always learn something new RJ, even if you've achieved what James has.

"Successful" hits and the crowd greet the arrival of the teacher with boos as Tom Ree makes his way out onto the stage purposefully, striding down to the ring and then stepping through the middle rope. He's carrying a briefcase that he throws down to the outside.

MW: Ree has been on an incredible run of form, he's already picked up his first pay per view win and secured a victory against Blue Dragon in his last outing.

RJ: Have you noticed how his lessons have become a lot more irritating since he got more successful?

MW: I think it's very noble he wants to share the secrets of his success with the masses.

The crowd begins to grow louder, awaiting the arrival of their hero. 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.

RJ: James hasn't taken too kindly to being "educated" by Ree, and I agree with him. James has accomplished more than Ree could ever dream of.

MW: That maybe so RJ, but if he takes his eye off the ball, Ree will be adding James to the impressive list of names he has defeated in 6WF...again.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

James and Ree go in for the lock-up. James quickly puts Ree into an armbar hold, only for Ree to counter sharply with a hip toss. James rolls up to his feet and Ree boots him in the stomach, before running off the ropes and hitting a leaping knee drop onto the neck of James who falls forward into the mat. Ree covers.

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

James forces the shoulder up, Tom Ree quickly puts him into a sleeper hold. Ree wrenches back on the submission hold, but James fights up to a vertical base and then escapes the hold with a jawbreaker. Ree staggers away, James follows in and knocks him down with a clothesline. Ree stumbles to his feet and James takes him down with a spinning heel kick. He makes the cover.

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

This time it is Ree who gets the shoulder up. James drags up Ree, where he hits a couple of big forearm smashes into the back. James then lifts Ree into the air, before connecting with an atomic drop. James then bounces off the ropes, hitting a corkscrew elbow smash on Ree. CJ hooks the leg.

RJ: James looks to have taken control here early on.

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

Tom Ree again gets the shoulder up. James waits for him to rise before lifting him up onto his shoulders and connecting with a Samoan drop. James drags Ree closer to one of the corner, before climbing up to the top rope. James steadies himself before flying off and connecting with a corkscrew senton. He makes the cover.

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

James brings Ree to his feet, he whips him out across the ring and goes for a tilt-a-whirl neckbreaker but Ree manages to counter with a head-scissors takedown. James rolls up to his feet and runs at Ree, who drops him face first into the canvas with a flapjack. Ree hooks the leg.

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

RJ: Impressive bit of counter-wrestling from Ree there, showing some good agility there.

Ree slowly gets to his feet and he allows Clarke James to rise too. Ree then fires in three right hands to the chin, followed by a couple of body blows and then a left hook that rocks James back into the corner. Ree runs in, hitting James with a shining wizard. He then lifts James up onto the top rope...

MW: Muscle-buster!

RJ: Ree now demonstrating some of his strength to go alongside that agility we saw previously.

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

James gets the shoulder up, Ree rolls to his feet and then hits a couple of leaping knee drops into the back. He waits for James to rise before grabbing him by the waist, throwing him down to the canvas with a German suplex. Ree keeps the hold applied, rolling to his feet and connecting with a 2nd German suplex. Ree again rolls to his feet, hitting the third German suplex of the combination, bridging into the pin.

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

RJ: I don't think James was expecting this from Ree, although he doesn't seem to be on top of his game.

MW: Perhaps that confrontation with Zhi is playing on his mind?

Ree applies a front facelock, James gets to his feet and Ree drags him to the corner. He climbs to the 2nd rope before attempting a Tornado DDT only for James to shove him away. Ree rolls up to his feet, James goes for a kick to the gut and Ree grabs the boot, only for James to counter with an enzaguri kick to the head. Ree falls to one knee, James runs the ropes, hitting a running kick to the back of Ree's head. He hooks the leg.

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

Ree powers out. James locks in an armbar so he can drag Ree to his feet, before whipping him firmly into the ropes. Ree rebounds to the middle of the ring and James leaps into the air, connecting with a dropkick. Ree rolls up, James ducks under a clothesline attempt before nailing Ree with a snap DDT. Cover.

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

James rolls to his feet, he stands over Ree waiting for him to rise. Ree gets to his feet, James goes for a big right-hand but Ree blocks and then digs his thumb into the eye of the former COH man. Ree pulls James in...

RJ: Last lesson...countered!

James shoves Ree into the ropes, on the rebound James drops him with a huge spinebuster. James goes to the top rope...

MW: James going high risk...

RJ: Corkscrew Senton connects!

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

James lifts up Ree, he sets up for Faithless but Ree manages to hit him with a jawbreaker. James falls into the ropes, Ree runs towards him but James pulls down the top rope and sends Ree flying out over the top rope and crashing into the announce table.

Clarke James steps down to the outside, he goes to pick up Ree but is shoved back by The Teacher. James runs back in...

MW: Ree nailed him with the briefcase!

RJ: What the hell did he do that for?!

MW: He just taught James a lesson RJ, and that lesson is, always expect the unexpected!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

The bell rings for the disqualification and Tom Ree stands over James, who is clutching at his head. He holds the briefcase high above his head, looking down at James.

RJ: James was on the verge of winning that match, until Tom Ree decided that he doesn't have to operate within the rules.

MW: Of course he doesn't. Ree's The Teacher, the ring is his classroom, he's the one who makes the rules.

RJ: That's the most ridiculous thing you've ever come out with. I think we best go to an Ad break.

The camera switches backstage where Cameron Faith is shown stood in front of the camera as the crowd begin to boo heavily...

CF: Nearly every day I get sent letters like this from little Johnny telling me I used to be their favourite wrestler but now I am a bad person they don't like me anymore. Little Johnny here actually goes on to say that Mike Hill is now his favourite but he would change back if I started being good again. I mean come on guys thats nice isn't it?

The crowd boo louder as Faith tears the letter up....

CF: Well except for the fact its the biggest pile of Bull ever. I'm sorry to tell you this Johnny but you are the problem. You and every other disrespectful little punk who sends in these letters, stops me in the streets asking for autographs. In fact every single one of you sat out there are to blame.

Crowd: YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!

CF: I gave everything for this company for you, yet week after week I would come out here stare out across the you all and be met with a wall of Mr Kenty and Crime Lord T-Shirts, Blue Dragon and Clarke James Posters. I single handedly saved this company from Re-Genesis and not one of you could bother ask mummy and daddy for a Cameron Faith hat.

RJ: I think there is a few people backstage who might disagree with the single handed part.

CF: Or maybe you did ask but your parents decided I wasn't clean cut enough, we wouldn't want your kids associated with a former drug dealer now would we, I mean what would the neighbours think. No doubt there are some of you up the back who would have gladly bought one but who do you think I sold the drugs to. Your Giro just won't stretch that far, no matter what MA says.

Crowd: YOU SUCK, YOU SUCK, YOU SUCK!

CF: Yes I suck because I want wants due to me, I want what I have earned, I want what being your favourite never got me. Yet I look around here today and all I see is the hundreds of you who have treated yourself to the merchandise of the man who sold his soul for a world championship, my opponent Mike Hill.

Crowd: HILL! HILL! HILL! HILL! HILL!

CF: Listen to yourselves, you're nothing but a bunch of hypocrites. What is it, do I need to tell everyone how god damn good I am, do I need a witty catchphrase? How about this.

*Cameron looks to sky, tilting the microphone skywards at the same time*

CF: CAMERON FAITHS GONNA KNOCK MIKE HILL THE FUCK OUT AGAIN!

MW: Now that's my type of catchphrase RJ, it's genius!

Cameron starts pacing on the spot before staring back into the camera...

CF: It's a disgrace that I have to prove once again that I am just better than you will ever be Mike. I know I'm the best, all of you know it, Mike Hill knows it. The only reason I won’t leave Redemption as the Undisputed European and Freeweight champion is because Mike Hill is running scared. Mike Hill knows that just like every other time we have faced each other, I will be the one who has his hand raised in victory.

And once I win Mike, I will be taking that title from you whether you want to put it on the line or not. I am going to create history and there ain't a god damn thing you can do it about it.

*Cameron lifts the Freeweight belt in the air and smiles into the camera...

CF: Cameron Faith is not only going to beat you Mike, I'm going to send a message to the world while doing it that I am the very best and it's time everyone started treating me like so.

Cameron snarls into the camera as we head to ringside.

The show returns from a break showing Jack Reynolds.

JR: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time...Logan Kincade.

Logan looks massively unimpressed at Jack.

JR: Thank you for your time.

LK: You have 3 minutes. I wouldn't waste it with bullshit pleasantries if i we're you.

JR: I see well the question on a lot of fan's lips is.. Well why the Hardcore title? You were the longest reigning Hardcore and single run 6WF champion in history. What else have you got to prove?

LK: I don't have anything to prove Reynolds. I simply don't appreciate all my hard work making that title relevant being destroyed by a pair of fucking dickheads and now a giant fuckwhit. No the Hardcore title won't ever regain it's prestige unless someone takes it by the scruff and makes it great again.

JR: So you are confident of victory?

LK: You are suggesting that I will not succeed?

JR: Lord no! Your track record speaks for itself.

LK: Don't ever forget that Jack.... Never forget.

Logan walks off with a confident smirk etched on his face.

JR: Logan Kincade ladies and gentlemen. Confident ahead of his match at Redemption, and.who would bet against him with his history in the Hardcore division? Back to you. At ringside

RJ: Folks, last week, we saw yet another attack by Cassius Zhi and his Zhilots, as his attempts to provoke and ange The Saint continued, only this time, they again crossed the line as they put Max Adamson through the announce table and left him with a mild concussion, potentially costing Max his shot at the 6WF Undisputed Title...

MW: It was shocking, ‘Arj. I’ve never seen The Saint look so angry...

RJ: It could’ve been a career ender, Mike. Earlier this week, Jack Reynolds caught up with Max to get this thoughts on the actions of Zhi, Kenty and our General Manager, The Saint....

A serious looking Jack Reynolds is stood backstage, as he introduce his guest...

JR: Ladies and Gentlemen, the challenger for the 6WF Undisputed Championship, Max Adamson.

The crowd gasp as Max Adamson walks into shot, he has a neck brace around his neck and a black eye from the attack, he looks severely pissed off as he snatches the microphone off of Reynolds and begins to speak...

Max: I'm not going to waste time with your pathetic questions about "how I am" or "what my thoughts are". I have had enough of being screwed out of becoming Undisputed Champion time and time again Jack. I'm sick of it. Every direction I turn, someone is there to single handedly do their utmost to stop Max Adamson from achieving his destiny. At the end of Lockdown last week, one man did just that, he caused me to be seriously injured. I'm preparing for an Undisputed Championship match with a freakin' neck brace on!

Adamson winces and touches the back of his neck before continuing...

Max: Jack, I've not always been the most truthful in 6WF, in fact I'm probably the least truthful person in 6WF. But right now I'm going to do exactly that. Tell you and everyone watching this the truth. The truth is, I don't even know yet if I'm going to be cleared to compete. I have been diagnosed with a mild concussion. But I will leave it as late as possible before having another medical, because I want to give myself the best possible chance of being able to compete. The truth is, it is unlikely I will be at 100% for the match. When you've been dumped on your head and neck from about 10 feet then triple powerbombed through the announce table, just days before an Undisputed Championship match, it's damn near impossible for ordinary people to be 100%, let alone a machine like Max Adamson. But there is one person who should be concerned. The truth is Jack, there is one person and one person only who I blame for what happened to me. That man is our so-called leader, The Saint.

The crowd boo as Adamson continues...

Max: I don't want to hear the booing from these brainwashed idiots we call fans, you can bury your head in the sand but your hero The Saint put my life and my career in danger!

Adamson is fuming as he carries on....

Max: I don't blame Cassius Zhi and the Zhi-lots. As much as they sound like a 1960's soul group, Cassius and his Zhi-lots did what they had to do. I've been there before Jack, if you've got a point to make, if you're returning and you need to make an impact, you take out the top dogs. I've done it before and there's no doubt one day I'll do it again. I've been in Cassius' position before so while he will get what's coming to him, I don't take it personally that I was brutalised by the Zhi-lots last week. I don't blame Mr Kenty for laying me out in the centre of the ring, while my back was turned, and leaving my carcass behind for the Zhi-lots to pick off. Even though he did that, we all know I'd have done exactly the same thing. It's all about getting an advantage ahead of Redemption, I almost admire Kenty doing something ballsy for once.

Adamson winces again and rubs his neck brace...

Max: Now I've gone up against The Saint for a while now. We all know he doesn't want me to be the Undisputed Champion, he even robbed me of my Time Attack victory. But what The Saint did last week was by far, the most despicable or deceitful thing he has ever done. What he did last week was beyond sickening. He knew he couldn't stop me winning at Redemption, he knew he couldn't prevent the inevitable from happening. So he set me up in the ring for the Zhi-lots to do his dirty work. The Saint, your so-called hero, fed me to the lions. Like I said earlier, I don't know if I'm even going to be medically cleared to compete yet. I don't know if I'm going to be anywhere near 100% for my match. But if I am medically cleared to compete, I assure you... I SWEAR to you...

Adamson once again winces and holds his neck...

Max: ...I am going to show you just how far Max Adamson is willing to go. You don't want to see the evil that lurks within Max Adamson. Like I said, I've done some desperate things in the past. Nobody wants to see me go down that route, but I promise you Saint, if I need to in my match with Kenty, then make no bones about it. I will. I will do whatever it takes to destroy Edd Kenty. And I will be taking his title in the process. I don't believe for one moment that you will come out here and admit to all of this, oh no, you're going to do what The Saint always does. Come out, ramble on about something or nothing, then continue this facade that you're just being fair and everything is just business...

Adamson stares into the camera and removes his neck brace slowly, he takes his t-shirt off to reveal nasty bruising around his rib cage and back...

Max: This is a direct consequence of The Saint's continued abuse of power. If I am somehow able to be in a position to fight Kenty, rest assured I will be leaving absolutely everything inside that ring. And I will leave you wishing you had finished what you started, because I will do everything in my power to leave with Kenty broken and battered, and with me finally, finally, FINALLY being declared the new 6WF Undisputed Champion of the World.

Adamson winces again as he gives Reynolds a filthy look before walking off.

RJ: Max certainly lays all the blame at the feet of The Saint, but will that anger cloud his judgement later tonight with The Saint at ringside?

MW: I hope not, but what about Zhi? Will he go even further this time? Is he only just beginning his campaign of hate against The Saint and 6WF?

RJ: I dunno, Mike, but one things for sure, we’ll find out later tonight.

Match 2
Triple Threat Match for the 6WF Tag Team Championship

RJ: First title action of the evening up next!

MW: And it's a triple threat contest, for the tag team titles!

MW: This match has come about since the return of the Dopant Zero at Chaos, who interfered in the match between The Parasite Killers and current champs Project F.E.A.R

Mike Bird: Introducing the first challengers...at a combined weight of 442lbs...the team of James McManus and The Fanatic...THE PARASITE KILLERS!

“Sad but true” hits and the crowd give a mixed reaction as James McManus strides out onto the stage. He paces down the ramp, waiting outside the ring as the music of his tag team partner begins to play...

"Change(in the house of flies" roars out and again the crowd are mixed in their reaction as The Fanatic walks slowly out onto the stage. He walks down the ramp, where he meets McManus and slaps hands with him. McManus rolls into the ring and Fanatic clambers in over the top rope.

RJ: You're always talking about how Max is the rightful world champion, but these two are the rightful champions!

MW: You're probably right RJ, but they aren't, so they just should get on with it.

Mike Bird: And now introducing the 2nd challengers... at a combined weight of 500lbs, the team of Tsukasa Yagurama and Kenzaki Nogami..DOPANT ZERO!

“Shook ones” hits and the crowd descend into boos as the former tag team champions stroll out onto the stage. They saunter down the ramp, glaring at the Parasite Killers who stand restless in the ring, clearly keen to get their hands on Dopant Zero.

MW: How great is it to have these two back?

RJ: Not great really Michael, I don't like how they go about their business and nor do many others.

Mike Bird: And now...at a combined weight of 709lbs...the team of Udo Berg and Visage...they are the REIGNING AND DEFENDING 6WF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...PROJECT FEAR!

“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 as “Crystal skull” blares out around the arena and Visage strides out, eyes wide glaring down at his two opponents. He slaps hands with Berg, the two storm to the ring. Berg climbs over the top rope to enter whilst Visage slides in. Visage and Berg then hold their titles above their heads, smirking as the Parasite Killers.

MW: What a team these two are!

RJ: You don't get many better combinations than these two. Visage is a psycho, but he is a dangerous competitor and of course Berg has great power.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

The bell rings to start the triple threat match off. Visage starts off for his team, while Kenzaki Nogami takes up the reins for Dopant Zero and Fanatic for the Parasite Killers. The bell rings to kick the match off, Visage and Fanatic stare at each other, allowing Nogami to sneak in. He nails a couple of roundhouse kicks into the side of The Fanatic, followed by a spin kick to the head. Fanatic falls into the ropes, Nogami then runs in, he hits a dropkick as Yagurama pulls back the rope and sends Fanatic down to the outside.

Visage spots his chance, running in at Nogami who somehow counters by dropping Visage throat-first down across the top rope. Nogami grabs him by the waist, rolling back and nailing a German suplex, bridging into the pin attempt.

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

Nogami waits for Visage to rise, he then whips him into the ropes before connecting with an inverted atomic drop. Nogami follows this with a leaping leg-drop bulldog before making the cover.

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

Visage is dragged up by Nogami, who quickly takes him back down to the canvas with an arm drag takedown. Visage stumbles up and Nogami nails a leaping dropkick to the head. This sends Visage into the corner, Nogami runs in and connects with a running kick to the face. Visage slumps down and Nogami runs the ropes....

RJ: Bakatare sliding kick!

MW: That's the kind of moves we always used to see from Nogami!

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

Nogami lifts up Visage, he drags him towards the ropes before resting his head over the top rope. He runs the ropes, going for an over the top rope tiger feint kick but Visage moves. He pulls Nogami's neck down across the top rope, before springboarding off the top rope and hitting a flying clothesline. Cover.

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

Visage drags up Kenzaki Nogami, he nails a couple of big elbows into the side of the head backing him into ropes. Visage then whips Nogami out across the ring, before bouncing off the ropes himself and nailing a spinning back elbow to the head. He hooks the leg.

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

MW: Visage coming back into this one!

Nogami forces the shoulder up. Visage immediately drops a series of big knees down into the head, before lifting him up in a front facelock. He fires knees into the face that have Nogami stuck in the corner, Visage only stopping when the referee intervenes. Visage hits a kick to the chin, Nogami stumbles forward...

RJ: Throat chop!

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

MW: Vicious offence from Visage.

Visage hauls up Nogami, he nails a Russian legsweep. He then steps towards the corner, waiting for Nogami to rise...

RJ: Going for the curb stomp...Nogami moves!

Visage misses the vicious move, Nogami runs in and hits a running dropkick to the face that sends Visage flying into the ropes. He rebounds to the middle of the ring, where Nogami sprints in and connects with a standing Tornado DDT. Cover.

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

Visage kicks out, he rolls away as Nogami dives and tags in Yagurama. He drags Visage back from the waiting Berg, before dropping a couple of knees into the face. He then lifts up Visage, flinging him to the mat with a blue and white thunder bomb. He is about to go for the cover when Fanatic hits the ring and cuts him off with a vicious boot to the head. He covers.

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

Fanatic lifts up Visage, he throws him down to the mat with a side suplex. Yagurama rolls up to his feet, Fanatic sends him down to the canvas with a clothesline. The tag is made to McManus, he runs into the ring and connects with a knee trembler to the head.

MW: First signs of teamwork in this match!

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

Yagurama forces the shoulder up. McManus lifts up the Dopant Zero man and wraps in European Uppercuts that back him into the ropes. McManus goes for an irish whip, Yagurama reverses the momentum but McManus stops him with a boot the face and then a swinging neckbreaker. Cover.

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

McManus re-tags Fanatic. He steps in, the duo hit a double suplex on the powerhouse of Dopant Zero. He rolls up, they hit a double Irish whip. Fanatic sets up for a spinebuster but instead holds Yagurama in the air as McManus runs off the ropes and connects with a leaping clothesline. Fanatic hooks the leg.

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

Fanatic puts him into an armbar. He drags up Yagurama, before hitting a kick to the gut. He lifts the big man onto his shoulders...

RJ: Powerbomb!

MW: Parasite Killers on top!

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

Fanatic gets to his feet, he is standing over Yagurama when he sees Visage stirring. He tries to cut him off but it's too late, as he dives and tags in Udo berg.

RJ: This is trouble!

Fanatic goes for a belly to belly suplex but Berg blocks and then launches him out across the ring with a belly to belly of his own. Fanatic rolls up and Berg knocks him down with a big clothesline. Cover.

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

Berg gets to his feet, he strides towards Yagurama, lifting him up and firing in a series of big body punches and then a few clubbing right hands to the side of the head. Yagurama falls into the corner, Berg runs in and nails a big splash. Yagurama staggers out of the corner and Berg knocks him down with a right uppercut. Cover.

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

Yagurama powers out, Berg goes after The Fanatic again by locking in an armbar. He drags him to his feet and knocks him down with a clothesline. Fanatic rolls back up and Fanatic lifts him onto his shoulders and nails a running powerslam. Cover.

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

RJ: Udo Berg is the game-changer!

Fanatic gets the shoulder up. Berg walks towards Yagurama, he drags him up and Irish whips him firmly into the ropes. Yagurama rebounds to the middle of the ring, Berg hits a spinebuster, driving Yagurama down onto Fanatic. Berg makes the cover.

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

Berg rolls to his feet, he drops a series of knees into the face of Fanatic. He then stands over both men, waiting for one of them to rise. Fanatic is up first, Berg kicks him in the gut...

MW: Powerbomb!

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

Fanatic kicks out, Udo hits him with a series of headbutts that back the big man into the corner. He continues beating away at him but Yagurama sprints in, he hits a series of knees into the back of Berg. He then throws him down with a German suplex. He bridges over into the cover.

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

Yagurama gets to his feet, he stomps away on the head of Berg who rolls towards a neutral corner. Yagurama continues with the stomps, Fanatic rolls to his feet and strides over. Yagurama looks to him, the two nod as they start stomping away together on the head of the big man.

They continue stomping away on Berg, the ref tries to step in but he is forced back. Visage springs in to try and intervene but Yagurama spins and leaps, hitting a big spear on Visage before returning to the beatdown of Berg.

The Dopant Zero man lifts Berg out of the corner, they shove him into the ropes. He and Fanatic then hit a double clothesline out over the top rope. Fanatic climbs out over the top rope, McManus walks along the apron and tags himself in while Yagurama goes around the other side where Nogami slaps him on the back.

RJ: We're seeing teamwork, but not from actual team-mates!

Yagurama runs in and knocks Berg down with a clothesline, while Fanatic then sprints in and hits a vicious knee to the head. They then pick up Berg and launch him into the railings. They pick up Berg and throw him into the railings a 2nd time.

Fanatic drags up Berg, he picks him up on his shoulders before hitting a running powerslam onto the steel steps. Yagurama then drags up Berg, smashing his head into the steel ring post repeatedly. Berg stumbles back and Fanatic takes him down with a big boot. Fanatic goes to step into the ring, but Nogami runs and knocks Fanatic off the apron with a dropkick. He falls right onto Yagurama, who hits a backbreaker.

MW: Well there goes the teamwork!

Yagurama starts pummeling away on the head of Fanatic. Nogami turns around in the ring, he walks straight into a kick to the gut from McManus...

RJ: RIVER THAMES PLUNGE!

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

Nogami forces the shoulder up. McManus drags him up, he sets up for the MK Ultra but Nogami counters with a back body drop. McManus stirs, Nogami runs the ropes and hits a leaping leg-drop bulldog. He hooks the leg.

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

McManus forces the shoulder up, Nogami waits for him to rise before hitting a legsweep DDT. He then goes up top...

MW: NOGAMI SPLASH!

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

Nogami looks to the skies in disbelief. He is stood waiting for McManus to rise but has no time to do that as Visage hits a double axe handle to the back of the head. He walks Nogami to the corner, placing him on the 2nd rope...

RJ: FEAR FALLS!

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

MW: What a match!

RJ: Another kick out, unbelievable!

Visage is now watching in disbelief, he drags Nogami to the corner and then onto the apron. Suddenly the crowd descend into huge boos. Visage looks un-perturbed at first, used to this reaction, but as the booing continues he looks up at the stage...

RJ: No way!

MW: What the hell?

RJ: What's he doing here? He hasn't been seen for months!

MW: I did wonder where he was when Dopant Zero returned 'Arj...

RJ: But I thought we'd seen the last of him.

MW: Obviously not. It looks like KENJI HIDARI IS BACK!

RJ: He's here to marshal the Team Japan troops...and it looks like he has a new recruit!

MW: It's Dragon! Former 6WF Freeweight champion!

RJ: He hasn't been seen in even longer!

MW: Visage can't believe what he's seeing, and nor can these fans!

The fans are booing loudly as Hidari and Dragon make their way down the ramp. Visage is stood on the apron, glaring at them as they reach the bottom of the ramp. Dragon grabs his foot, Visage frees his foot and then leaps off the apron.

RJ: Visage is not happy to see them!

MW: I think he's going to let them know that right now!

Visage drops off the apron, he glares at Dragon and Hidari before shoving Dragon back. He walks forward, but Hidari places his arm across the front of Dragon, stopping him. Hidari stands staring at Visage, who glares back wide-eyed. Hidari holds his hands up and retreats slowly, as Dragon follows reluctantly. Visage turns to return to the ring where Yagurama sprints in and hits a huge clothesline that knocks Visage to the floor.

In the ring, McManus is up and he lifts Nogami onto his shoulders...

RJ: Tombstone...dropped down the back...reverse DDT!

MW: Nogami going up top...and Yagurama is making sure that Visage won't get in the ring, choking him out on the floor!

RJ: NOGAMI SPLASH!

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Mike Bird: Ladies and Gentleman...the winners of this match by way of PINFALL and NEWWWW 6WF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...KENZAKI NOGAMI AND TSUKASA YAGURAMA...DOPANT ZEROOOOO!

The crowd descend into huge boos as Yagurama gets into the ring, he lifts Nogami onto his shoulders, who slaps the big man across the back. Hidari rolls into the ring, and is followed by Dragon. The referee is passed the tag belts by the time-keeper, Dragon snatches the belts from him. He hands one to Yagurama and one to Nogami.

RJ: Dopant Zero are the new champions, with a big helping hand from their former Team Japan colleague Kenji Hidari! And the newest recruit, the returning Dragon!

MW: This is great news! These guys were the most dominant tag champions in history, it's great that they're back and representing this division, this company!

RJ: It was a cheap win Michael, that was going to be Project F.E.A.R or the Parasite Killers who were going to win until Hidari made his "triumphant" return

MW: It was Triumphant RJ! Team Japan are back!

Dragon and Hidari stand at either of the row, as Dopant Zero stand in the middle having their arms raised with the tag belts around their waist and over their shoulder.

Kayleigh Reed is stood backstage and the crowd roar with approval as Mike Hill stands with the European Title slung over his shoulder....

KR: Ladies and Gentleman, my guest at this time, the 6WF European Champion, Mike Hill!

Crowd: HILL! HILL! HILL! HILL! HILL!

KR: Mike, earlier tonight Cameron Faith had some pretty strong words for you, is there anything you wanna say in response?

Mike Hill grabs the mic from Reed and turns the camera towards him...

MH: If Mike Hill had a pound for every time some jumped up little punk said he was gonna knock Mike Hill’s teeth out Mike Hill would take all those coins, wrap em up in a sock, and swing em so hard round Cameron Faith’s head it would finally knock some damn sense into him...

Now Mike Hill said before, he admires Faith. Mike Hill remembers when he was a young up and comer and he wanted to pick fights with the big boys, but tonight just ain’t gonna be his night. Mike Hill isn’t Kenji Hidari. Mike Hill isn’t Clarke James. Mike Hill is the Next Big Thing.

Faith wants to talk about my cheap world title, he forgets I’ve got two. And it doesn’t matter if their buy one get one free, 50% off or two for ten pound, the bottom line is I have two and Faith has none.

Faith wants to brag that he took down Re-Genesis but Mike Hill is still here, and Mike Hill damn sure doesn’t remember Cameron Faith getting the adulation at the end of Born In Fire. Mike Hill doesn’t remember the fans chanting Cameron Faith’s name.

But Mike Hill doesn’t care either. Mike Hill is all about the present. Mike Hill is all about tonight. Mike Hill wants Cameron Faith to step up and put his balls on the line and prove to Mike Hill that he belongs in the same league as me. If Cameron can do that, he just might get his shot.

Hill drops the mic and heads off towards ringside.

The cameras return to the backstage area and it pans to one of the entrances to the arena, where security are checking passes. Blue Dragon walks up to the door, his bag containing his wrestling gear slung over his shoulders. Security look at him up and down...

Security: Pass please.

Blue Dragon: You've got to be kidding me right? You goons have been holding me back from beating the living hell out of Stevens and Logan for three weeks and yet you want me to show you a damn pass?

*One security guard looks to another, they discuss it for a moment before parting.

Blue Dragon: Yeah I thought so, idiots. And let me tell you something else, I don't care who's telling you to do it, if you ever lay your hands one me again then I won't be as sympathetic as to the requirements of your job. I will just do to you what I do to anyone else who gets involved in my business when I don't want them to.

*Blue Dragon glares at them for a moment before striding off. Before he can reach the locker-room, Jack Reynolds cuts him off.

Jack Reynolds: Blue Dragon, a quick word...

Blue Dragon: Yes Jack, a very quick word. I've got a match to prepare for, something those idiots on the door don't seem to know.

Jack Reynolds: Ok Blue. What is it you want to achieve in this match? What is it you hope this match will help you do?

Blue Dragon: I want to achieve in this match what I want to achieve in every match Jack, that is to win and kick ass while doing it. But in particular, what I really want to achieve tonight, is some Redemption.

You ever been buried alive Jack? It ain't nice, trust me. And trust me on this as well, once you've been buried alive, you want to make sure the person who did that to you doesn't get away with it. I promise you now...Logan Kincade will not get away with it. Tonight is just the first night of my mission to Redemption. What I do to Logan tonight will be nothing, it's just the beginning. He will regret ever getting involved in my business again.

But don't you think I've forgot about Austin Stevens. Trying to buddy up to Logan, that's cute Austin. Looking for some protection or something? Well Logan won't be able to protect you. Once I've taken him out, you're next in the firing line. In fact, I might make my life a hell of a lot easier and beat the shit out of both of you at the same time. I want that Hardcore title back, and the quicker the better. You have been warned Austin.

*Blue Dragon walks off from Reynolds, who is left standing awkwardly.

The Saint is sat in his Office suddenly The door flings open and in bundles Udo Berg. He is quickly joined by Visage who takes the lead in talking to Saint..

V: Saint, did you see wjat happened out there? How was that fair? A three way tag match for the titles? How is that even fair? Udo here was attacked by two men, not one, two men. He was taken out of the game, do you think that's fair?

Saint: Visage, you of all people know what guys are capable of and you know how far they will go. Your friend here is more than capable of looking after himself I'm sure.

Udo: I am. But this group assault cannot stand, we where victimised and we where singled out because they knew we where the real danger in that match..

V: I was attacked on the outside and was excluded from the final moments if the match. All of that Saint points towards one thing... We where not beaten for the titles. We where not bested and we still deserve to be tag team champions....

The door bursts open again as Fanatic and James McManus enter, McManus barges past Visage and gets in the Saints face as Fanatic stands in front of Berg. His arms crossed and his eyes fixed on those of berg...

JM: This is very convenient isn't it? The second these guys lose the titles they're in here asking you to give them back?

V: Listen to me you pathetic fool...

JM: NO! It's your turn to listen oh lord of fear. You see I know exactly what you fear. Your afraid of becoming nothing, your afraid that if you don't hold them titles, that you simply won't matter. You call yourself the best team in the world and yet tonight, you where nowhere to be seen. You where playing third fiddle to two superior teams.. And you hate the fact that it was all your own fault, you two have gotten soft, and it felt so good tonight to show you just how weak you've became... Saint, if anyone deserves a shot at Dopant Zero and the Tag titles, it's us, you know how close we came to winning that match and you know that these two jokers deserve nothing better than to be in a traveling circus.

Udo pushes Fanatic aside and grabs hold of McManus round the neck, fanatic grabs hold if Udo Berg and starts trying to pull his hands from McManus' throat only for Visage to jump on his shoulders and start driving elbows into his head. Saint jumps up from his seat..

Saint: ENOUGH!!! STOP IT YOU IDIOTS!!

The four men separate into two teams again and look at Saint expectantly..

Saint: you have all made your points, you have all decided to come here and tell me how much you deserve a title shot, but I will make my own decision here. I will not have my opinion guided by any of you. Now I will ask you all to leave my office. And if you start a brawl like the one I've just seen in this office ever again, I will not hesitate to punish you all to full extent of my power, and failing that, if you ever try to pressure me into giving you anything, I'll kick your ass, and that goes for all of you....

Saint looks at each man in turn, as if weighing them up only wavering in his confidence when it came to Udo Berg looking him in the eye and smiling....

Match 3
Non-Title Match
Mike Hill v Cameron Faith

RJ: What a show we’ve already had, and up next is champion vs champion, European vs FreeWeight, Mike Hill vs Cameron Faith. What are you expecting from this match Michael?

MW: This match isn’t for either’s titles, it’s pure bragging rights, both men think they are better than the other, that their title is more important based on them holding it.

RJ: Mike Hill, despite his young age, is a 6WF veteran, one of the longest serving members of the roster and has always been in and around title challenging, a former world champion amongst other titles.

MW: Don’t rule out Cameron Faith though, his name is certainly etched into 6WF history, he’s a fine FreeWeight champion, a contender for best ever really and he knows how to win matches.

RJ: No matter what it takes, even if that means underhanded tactics.

MW: You can’t get on your high horse about that and then support Mike Hill, he’s basically made a career out of being smarter than others and willing to dig deep and dirty.

‘Next Big Thing’ blasts out of the speakers and the crowd give a big cheer, Mike Hill walks out confidently, the European Championship around his waist. He jogs down the ramp, rolling his shoulders as he does. He unhooks the belt from his waist, raises it in the air and points to the belt. He slides under the bottom rope and jumps up to the middle rope in the corner and the crowd give another cheer.

RJ: Mike Hill has been and done it all in 6WF, but don’t think he’ll be complacent, you’re not as successful for as long as Hill has been for by letting your guard down.

‘I Fought the Law’ booms out and the crowd’s reception quickly becomes hostile. Cameron Faith cockily swaggers out from behind the curtain, he surveys the crowd and laughs, turning his nose up at the fans who are screaming abuse. Faith arrogantly walks down the ramp, the FreeWeight championship tight around his waist, fans of all ages booing him as he passes. Faith climbs up the steps and walks into the ring, he raises his arm which only raises the level of hate in the arena before handing his title to the referee.

MW: Cameron Faith has come out here confident and ready.

RJ: These two are very similar, Mike Hill just two inches taller at 5’10’’, both 220 pounds, they will both see each other as an even match.

MW: Styles are slightly different, Mike Hill has more high-flying manoeuvres in his locker than Faith who relies on technical and smart wrestling to win his matches.

RJ: That’s not to say Hill isn’t fantastic technically and Faith capable of some flying themselves.

The bell rings and the two men circle each other in the ring, Mike Hill raises his arm in an offer to lock up. Faith tentatively steps forward and locks his arm against Hill’s before quickly shifting his weight, wrapping his legs around Mike Hill’s waist and then rolling over into a crossface. Hill quickly slips out of Faith’s grip and is back to his feet, he runs, bouncing off of the ropes and hits a quick dropkick and Cameron slides out of the ring to the outside.

RJ: Mike has got to watch out for that, Cameron Faith is very quick to change the direction of a match by pulling a move from nowhere.

Mike Hill takes a run up and goes to dive out of the ring but the crowd ‘OOHHH’ when Faith jumps up to the apron and catches him with a swift elbow to the jaw. Mike Hill stumbles backwards allowing Faith to step through the ropes into the ring. Cameron chops Hill across the chest and the crowd’ Woooo!’ Faith repeatedly chops until the crowd are now just booing and Hill is pressed into the corner. Faith slaps Hill across the chest before lifting him up onto the top rope.

MW: Faith is showing just what he is capable of here, Mike Hill has nothing in response.

CRACK!

RJ: How about that for a response?!

Mike Hill swings a boot at Faith and catches him hard across the cheek. Mike pulls himself to his feet in the corner on the ropes and dives off hitting Faith with a crossbody and pinning him.

1…..2..kick out!

Mike Hill rolls away from Faith, but is quick to start on the offence, he waits for Faith to get up before hitting a series of quick kicks to the mid-section of Faith and then connects with a fast DDT, rolling the FreeWeight champion over and pinning him.

1….2..kick out!

RJ: Two pinfall attempts there from Mike Hill.

MW: Pathetic. Surely he’s not stupid enough to think that was enough to put down Cameron Faith!

Cameron Faith rolls out of the ring to regain his composure and uses the crowd barrier to keep himself up as he holds his head and shakes it trying to bring himself back to reality. Mike Hill climbs up to the top rope and dives off.

RJ: Hill FLIES!

MW: And Faith MOVES!

Cameron Faith dodges at the last second and Hill lands rib first on the barrier, hanging, his upper half in the fan area. Faith quickly runs and kicks Mike Hill so hard he lifts up in the air for a second before falling down onto the mats outside. Faith picks Hill up by the hair and drags him back to the ring rolling him in. Faith stomps on Hill a few times before going for a pin.

1.....2kick out!

1…..2kick out!

1..kick out!

Cameron slaps the mat in frustration as he shouts at the referee to count faster and then gets back to his feet. He grabs Mike Hill and whips him into the ropes, when he runs back he hits him with an Atomic Drop before hitting a swing neckbreaker.

1…..2..kick out!

MW: Faith showing a nice repertoire of moves there.

RJ: Mike Hill refusing to stay down though.

MW: We’ll see.

Cameron Faith starts shouting back at the taunting fans and he leans on the ropes, Hill tries to roll him up from behind but Faith holds onto the ropes and Hill’s cheeky attempt fails. Mike Hill though quickly gets up and hits a backstabber to Faith and then locks in an arm bar, elbowing Faith’s shoulder a few times for good measure. He then lifts Faith up while still keeping hold of the submission move before grabbing hold of his head and hitting an Inverted DDT, the back of Cameron’s head slamming into the mat.

RJ: Mike Hill is singling for the Next Big Move!

MW: That will be his next big mistake.

Mike points to the sky and does a rolling motion with his hands and the arena erupts. Hill pulls himself up to the top rope, from a corner perhaps a little too far away from Faith. He sets it up and does the corkscrew 630 senton, landing it perfectly. He quickly hooks Faith’s leg.

RJ: Surely Mike Hill is about to win!?

1……..2……..3kick out!

Just as the referee’s hand was about to slap down for the three count Cameron Faith kicks out, getting his shoulder up.

MW: Faith showing his resilience. He is an all-round superstar!

RJ: An all-round superstar who was just nanoseconds from losing this match he was so cocky about…

Mike Hill runs his hands through his hair as he contemplates what he will have to do to put Faith down. He stays on his knees as Faith groggily rolls to the corner and uses the ropes to get himself up. As Faith struggles to stay standing Hill’s light up.

RJ: I think Mike thinks it’s time Faith went Over the Hill!

Faith stumbles towards Mike Hill and the European Champion goes for his patented finisher.

MW: SUPER KICK!

Mike goes for his finisher but is pushed off and then hit with Cameron Faith’s own finisher.

1…….2……3…

RJ: FOOT ON THE ROPE!

The crowd cheer loudly as the referee points to the foot on the rope moments before the three count.

MW: That was THREE!

RJ: Not quite Michael. Both these men are getting really close though.

Cameron Faith’s face is etched with shock, his mouth wide open, eyes bulging from his head. He pushes himself up and lifts Hill up and then hits a brutal German suplex, the back of Mike Hill’s head crashing off of the mat.


1…….2…..3kick out!

Cameron Faith is stunned as Mike Hill kicks out again and both men are back to their feet, Cameron goes for a hard clothesline but Hill ducks underneath it and hits a Tornado DDT!

1……2…..3kick out!

RJ: This is ridiculous! Neither man fancies losing, but you can tell this match has taken it out of both of them.

Mike Hill and Cameron Faith are on opposite sides of the ring, both using the ropes to get back to their feet. They run at each other and both hit a clothesline at the same time. Both men lay flat out in the centre of the ring.

1………
2……..
3……..
4…….
5……..
6……..
7……..
Both start stirring
8………
9..

Hill and Faith get back to their feet and stand facing each other, Hill punches Faith to a big cheer and Faith punches back to boos.

CHEER!
BOOO!
CHEER!
BOOO!
CHEER!
CHEER!
CHEER!
CHEER!
CHEER!

Faith stumbles backwards after a series of punches from Mike Hill who looks set to hit him with an Over the Hill.

RJ: OVER THE HILL!

MW: REVERSED!

Mike Hill goes for his finisher again but Faith pushes him away, Hill spinning from the push and Cameron Faith goes for the Over the Hill himself!

RJ: He’s missed!

Faith goes for the Over the Hill to humiliate Mike Hill but misses the move as Mike Hill moves slightly, Faith lands hard on the mat.

RJ: That shows just how difficult it is for these men to hit these moves, without practising it for years like Hill has it doesn’t always work out.

Mike Hill stands over Faith laughing at the failed attempt at a stolen finisher when suddenly he is pulled down into a roll up.

RJ: Faith has the tights! Referee the tights!

1………2………….3!

DING! DING! DING!

MW: Cameron Faith has won! FreeWeight Champion beats European champion and Hill is beaten by Cameron Faith.

RJ: He had the tights though, that’s illegal. He certainly doesn’t have the moral victory.

MW: Oh be quiet, Mike Hill can only respect being bested by Faith today. Mike Hill can’t get on his high horse, that’s his career right there, roll ups and using everything possible to win.

Cameron Faith has rolled out of the ring, clutching his title belt to his waist as he smirks back at Mike Hill in the ring who is sat demoralised in the ring, wondering how he managed to lose that match.

RJ: Well after that match we’ve got a huge match up next! Lukas Takeo returned on Lockdown and teams with Blue Dragon against Logan Kincade and Austin Stevens. Ambulances on standby people!

The scene opens in the backstage of the 6WF Arena, we join Austin Stevens stood in front of the camera with a scowl across his face, he paces back and forth punching himself in the side of the head as he talks to himself

“Lucas Takeo? Lucas Takeo?! LUCAS FUCKING TAKEO?!
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!”

The camera attempts to back up but Austin quickly pulls the camera to his face holding it close as Austin addressed the people watching at home and the people who were in attendance, his eyes opening wide as he grits his teeth. As Austin talks he puts on a stupid voice, mocking the audience

“LET'S GO LUCAS CLAP CLAP CLAP-CLAP-CLAP
LET'S GO LUCAS CLAP...CLAP...CLAP-CLAP CLAP
LET'S GO LUCAS.....CLAP.....CLAP....CLAP..CLAP-CLAP”

Austin stops and shakes his head with a look of shame and disgust across his face as he begins to talk in his normal voice

“Listen the fuck up you marks...tonight you showed me that you were dumber fucks that I even thought possible...tonight, you all showed how fucking pathetic you are...the moment you cheered that CUNT Lucas Takeo for taking me out...you showed just how fickle you all were...”

Austin laughs to himself and shakes his head once again

“...now, don't get me wrong...I'm used to being hated...I get that the people who run this can't stand me...I get that the fans hate me and would love to watch me lose MY title...I get that my 'colleagues' here at 6WF fucking despise me and I'm ok with that, I'm ok with being hated...you know what? I actually enjoy it...I'm used to being public enemy number one and it would be strange for it to be anything other than me against the world because when you live the way I do and speak the way I do and think the way I do...you get used to enemies...I'm ok with all of that...I'm ok with being boo'd...BUT...what I'm not fucking ok with is the fact that you cheered for pathetic loser like Lucas FUCKING Takeo”

“LUCAS FUCKING TAKEO?! Let me ask you idiots a few questions...”

Austin pauses for a moment and runs his hand over his head before continuing

“On the night I entered this company you all watched as Lucas Takeo was fired, losing the hardcore title in the process...did anyone actually give a fuck?! Did anyone think that 6WF was losing anything when that dumb cunt dragged his worthless body out of the ring? Who actually fucking cared because from what I could see...you were too busy getting your panties in a twist over me taking out Fanatic and Blue Dragon...Lucas Takeo was a memory you wanted to forget already...so what has fucking changed?”

Austin pauses as if to allow the people watching to answer but quickly cuts back in

“NOTHING...THAT'S WHAT YOU DUMB CUNTS!”

“Lucas Takeo is still the same fucking idiot who rolled over like a little bitch to give up his career...he's still the guy who let the fucking Fanatic run him out of 6WF and the guy who pioneered a hardcore division that I wouldn't piss on if it was on fire...Here's another question...will you still be cheering when Takeo get's scared once again and decides to run away with his tail between his legs? Will you still be cheering when I crush his larynx and show him that he was better off being a jobber in another company? He says he wants to be back on top of the mountain and I say that after I'm done with him...he'll be lying broken in half at the bottom of it...because he's fucking with the wrong person...”

Austin's breathing speeds up as he speaks

“...I'll spill his blood because when you fuck with me it's like grabbing a knife by the blade...when you fuck with me it's like being hit with a car or drinking poison because ONLY bad things can happen when I'm involved...ONLY BAD THINGS FUCKING HAPPEN TO THOSE AROUND ME!”

“and Lucas...you've put yourself right in the eye of the storm...you've made it know that you want what's mine and for some fucking reason you think you can take it...FUCK YOU LUCAS...and while I'm at it...FUCK RJ and Mike Wire...I heard you marking out like a couple of bitches...”

Austin puts on the voice again before cutting back to normal

“...Lucas Takeo has destroyed the hardcore division! Seriously...do you I look hurt to you? Do you really think he could destroy ME?! HELL NO! I'm still standing and soon I'll be standing on his throat...You two though, you fucking morons made it out like someone important was coming back...are you kidding us all?! The reason he left was because he couldn't handle a division populated by people not good enough to lace up my boots...he left because he was a little bitch and here you are acting like the devil himself was walking amongst us...you made it out to be like my days as champion are coming to an end...you're just as fucking plastic as the fans!”

Austin moves back and looks at the poster for Retribution and scowls

“At Retribution Lucas...it's me and you...I could care less about your partner Blue FUCKING Dragon...he's old news to me...he had his chances and he blew them...chance...after chance...after chance...after chance but still I hold the title he claims to love...he promised to end me and I'm still on top...so to me, he's background noise because I just want YOU...I want to show you just why you should have stayed dead to this company...when you left the hardcore division was fun and games...it was a shell of what it should have been...now though, it's pure evil...it's something that I have built in my image and it's going to crush you, you fucking cunt...”

Austin calms himself for a moment before talking about his partner.

“...talking of cunts...at Redemption, my partner is none other than Logan Kincade and I've already heard that he wants me out of the way well I have to say...for once...I'm on his side...so Logan...here's the plan and this one is even easy enough for a scouse moron like you to understand without a crayon diagram...”

“You leave me to get my hands on that cunt Takeo and while I show him that when you fuck around with me you get your bones broken...you can deal with little brother and make sure he keeps out of my fucking way...I am not here to babysit your inbred family anymore, do you understand?!
So keep Damian under control and we'll be fine...I'll even ignore that fact that you threatened me...one because I am interested in nothing more than making Takeo swallow every single tooth he has and TWO...I know how empty your fucking threats are...”

Austin turns his attention back to the fans

“So listen up marks...let's see if you're still cheering at Redemption when Logan Kincade disciplines his brother and I take your new hero Lucas Takeo and I punch him again and again...UNTIL HIS SKULL CRUMBLES IN HIS FUCKING FACE!”

Austin calms down once again and drops the camera before walking away and whistling to himself as the cameraman picks the camera up with an annoyed look on his face.

The massive frame of Lucas Takeo is shown walking through the backstage area and the crowd pop as Jack Reynolds walks into shot...

JR: Lucas if we could just grab a few minutes of your time...?

Takeo stops and stands over Reynolds and nods....

JR: Thursday night at Lockdown you sent a huge message to the Hardcore Division, can you tell us what made you come back?

Takeo stands for a moment, flicking the hair from his eyes...

LT: At Born In Fire, not only did I suffer the indignity of losing my title to The Fanatic, I also had became the reason for everyone talking about Austin Stevens....

Takeo looks dead eyed into the camera....

LT: Stevens, at Born In Fire you took advantage of a broken and beaten man. You didn't slay a giant, you didn't defeat a warrior. What you did was chance your arm and through matter of circumstance it paid off for you, but now, I'm not broken, I'm not beaten. I'm bigger, stronger, and ready to be more dominate than ever. Tonight, Stevens, I'm going rain all over your parade and leave you a bloody, beaten mess....

Crowd: YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!

Reynolds can barely be heard over the noise from the crowd....

JR: At Lockdown, you also had words with the man who'll be your partner tonight, Blue Dragon, are you going to be able to co-exist?

LT: They can call this a tag match all they like. It's every man for himself. There isn't enough security in this building to stop the inevitable happening. As for Blue? I don't care what he's done, how he's done it, or who he's done it with. All that matters is that if he gets in my way, it's another body for the pile.

Reynolds goes to speak but is stopped as Takeo walks out of shot.

Match 4

RJ: Tag team action up next here on Redemption...

MW: Not what you would describe as two conventional tag teams on display here tonight.

RJ: These four men are more accustomed to beating the living hell out of each other than having to watch each other's back.

MW: I really can't see how they will co-operate...and I can't wait to see the results!

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 pointing to the Hardcore Title around his waist.

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, he stares down at Stevens before storming down the ramp to the ring. He climbs onto the apron and through the middle rope, staring it out with the Hardcore champion.

RJ: Stevens still hasn't really had the opportunity to get any kind of revenge against Kincade after burying him alive, will he look to exact that revenge tonight?

MW: I don't know. Stevens is angry, aggressive, crazy s.o.b but he isn't stupid. I'm not sure tonight is the night to take issue with Logan...but again, I hope he does!

"Freak on a leash" sounds out across the arena as the crowd start to cheer. Blue Dragon appears on the top of the ramp and soon starts to head down the ramp. He tags the fans hands before continuing his stride down the ramp, sliding in and leaping to his feet.

"From Yesterday" blares out, the arena lights dim and the crowd go wild as Lukas Takeo walks slowly out onto the stage, head bowed with a towel draped over his head. He continues walking like that all the way down to the ring, the lights switch back on as Takeo climbs in over the top rope. He removes the towel and throws it into the crowd.

RJ: I still can't quite believe that I am seeing, Lukas Takeo back in a 6WF ring. What a return he made on the past edition of Lockdown, laying out all three of these competitors.

MW: Takeo sure as hell knows how to make a statement, we saw that with his first debut in the Hardcore Hell match-up but the impact he made last week was perhaps even more incredible.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

The match begins with clear tension between the two teams, as they stare each other out, trying to decide who will take up the mantle for their team. Eventually Blue Dragon walks past Takeo, standing in the middle of the ring and beckoning either Kincade or Stevens forward.

Logan is the one who walks forward and Blue Dragon storms at him, knocking Logan down with a huge right-hand. Kincade leaps to his feet and BD takes him down with a forearm smash. He dives down onto Kincade and pummels at his head with huge punches until the referee steps in and forces him away.

RJ: What a start this is from Blue Dragon, this is exactly what we expected from a match like this involving these competitors.

Kincade is allowed to his feet, he looks at BD in slight shock but then has a grin on his face, Kincade licks his lips and nods at Blue Dragon, before motioning at him to bring it on. Blue Dragon runs in at Logan but this time he takes BD down with a big boot to the head. Kincade grins and then drops a series of forearms down into the face. He covers with an elbow into the face for good measure.

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

Blue Dragon kicks out, Logan hauls him up to his feet and hits a couple of big European Uppercuts into the chin. BD falls into the ropes, Logan goes for an Irish whip but Blue Dragon reverses the momentum. Kincade leaps into the air, hitting a crossbody block on BD. He follow that with a series of brutal headbutts on Blue Dragon until again the ref has to step in. Logan makes the cover again.

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

Logan drags up Blue Dragon, he then drops him to the canvas with a brainbuster. BD rolls into a neutral corner Kincade converges on him and starts booting away at the stomach. BD manages to grab the boot, he then nails a big forearm smash that knocks Logan back. He sprints back in but Blue Dragon grabs the head of Kincade, driving him head first into the top turnbuckle.

BD then starts driving Kincade's head into the turnbuckle continually, before smashing knees into the back. He drags Logan back by the waist and then throws him to the mat with a German suplex, bridging into the pin attempt. He covers.

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

Blue Dragon rolls to his feet, he starts stomping away on the head of Logan. He then puts his old rival into a front facelock. Logan gets up to his feet and BD starts driving knees up into the face of Logan who falls into the ropes. Blue Dragon then whips him out across the ring, hitting a leaping high knee to the face of Kincade who collapses to the mat. BD makes the cover.

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

Blue Dragon waits for Kincade to rise, he then Irish whips him front-first into the turnbuckles. Blue Dragon then sprints in, hitting a huge splash into the back of Logan. He stumbles away from the corner and BD nails a sidewalk slam.

RJ: Blue Dragon really taking it to Kincade, who he has of course had many issues with in the past.

MW: And those go a lot deeper than Kincade burying BD alive, although I'm pretty certain that hasn't helped family relations.

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

Kincade drives the shoulder up. Blue Dragon hauls up Logan and throws him straight back to the corner. He starts smashing shoulders into the gut, Stevens makes the blind tag. Kincade staggers out of the corner, BD hits a powerslam into the cover only for Stevens to run in and hit a vicious boot to the skull of Blue Dragon.

Stevens quickly rolls BD onto his front, before driving him head first into the canvas repeatedly. Stevens then gets to his feet, he taunts Takeo on the ring apron while waiting for Blue Dragon to rise. BD gets up to his feet, Stevens kicks him in the gut and then delivers a vicious brainbuster. Cover.

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

Austin Stevens waits for Blue Dragon to rise before spinning and knocking him down with a discus lariat. Blue Dragon rolls to his feet, Stevens then bounces off the ropes and connects with a Yakuza kick to the head. He makes the cover.

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

RJ: The Hardcore champion made the tag at just the right time, Kincade had just started to turn the tide and Stevens has come in and taken advantage of that opening.

Stevens lifts up Blue Dragon onto his shoulders, he strides to the ropes and drops Blue Dragon down throat first across the top rope. He then hits a superkick to the chin, which knocks BD over the top rope but he lands on the apron. Stevens pulls Blue Dragon through the ropes, resting his legs on the 2nd rope before hitting a spike DDT! Cover.

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

Blue Dragon again gets the shoulder up, Stevens drags him to his feet and then throws BD down to the mat with a gutwrench suplex. He stumbles to his feet, Stevens bounces off the ropes....

MW: Clothesline from hell!

RJ: How much more can Blue Dragon take of this?!

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

Stevens gets to his feet, he drags up Blue Dragon by the throat. He goes for a chokeslam but Blue Dragon fights his way out, he drives Stevens into the mat with a reverse DDT. He covers.

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

Both stir to their feet, Blue Dragon ducks a punch and dives to the corner, tag!

MW: Here he comes!

RJ: It's Takeo time!

Stevens runs at Takeo, who springs in over the top rope and knocks down the Hardcore champion with a flying shoulder block. Kincade goes to step in through the middle rope but Takeo runs in, hitting a brogue kick that sends Logan to the floor. Stevens runs back in at Takeo, he catches him and drives him to the mat with a side slam. Cover.

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

Takeo rolls to his feet, Stevens is dragged up by Takeo before being bench-pressed face first into the canvas. Takeo then bounces off the ropes and knocks him down with a stiff-armed clothesline. Stevens rolls up, Takeo kicks him in the gut...

RJ: Powerbomb!

MW: Takeo showing off that power we have become accustomed to.

RJ: We thought the Hardcore division was the hottest we'd seen it in a while, but adding Takeo into the mix takes it to a whole new level. These are four of the most dominant Hardcore champions we've ever seen.

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

Stevens drives the shoulder up. Takeo lifts him to his feet, he lifts him onto his shoulders and then walks to the corner, connecting with a Snake Eyes. Stevens' head bounces off the turnbuckle, Takeo runs the ropes and knocks the Hardcore champion down with a spear. He covers.

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

Takeo locks a sleeper hold in on Stevens who stirs to his feet. He hits a jawbreaker, and Logan Kincade comes flying off the top rope and hits a dropkick to the back. Kincade and Stevens look at each other before nodding. They start pummeling away at Takeo with big punches until Logan is forced out of the ring.

Stevens goes up to the top rope, he steadies himself....

RJ: Shooting star press!

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

The big man kicks out, Stevens makes the tag to Kincade. He steps into the ring, they hit a double suplex. Takeo sits up, Stevens and Kincade nail simultaneous superkicks to the front and back of the former champ's head. Kincade covers.

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

Logan gets to his feet, he starts booting away at the gut with vicious kicks. Takeo rolls to the ropes, Kincade rests Takeo's head on the 2nd rope before springing onto the apron, smashing knees into the head while Stevens steps into the ring and crashes forearms into the back of the head. Eventually Stevens is forced away by the ref, Kincade hits a leg drop across the back of Takeo's head. He falls back into the middle of the ring, Logan dives fromt he top rope and hits a splash. Cover.

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

Takeo again forces the shoulder up off the mat. Stevens runs into the ring again, he and Kincade start booting away at Takeo...

RJ: Blue Dragon has seen enough!

BD storms the ring, he knocks down Stevens with a spear and starts pummeling away at the Hardcore champion with punches, Stevens hits an elbow up into the side of the head, Blue Dragon rolls away, Stevens goes after him but Blue Dragon hits a double leg takedown and goes after him with punches. Stevens rolls out under the bottom rope trying to escape but BD follows and continues his attack, but Stevens start sending back some crashing blows of his own.

In the ring, Logan locks Takeo in a sleeper hold, setting up for blind justice...

RJ: What strength!

MW: He just threw Kincade off his back to the floor!

Logan rolls up in shock, he runs at Takeo..

MW: CHOKESLAM!

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

RJ: Takeo wins it on his return!

MW: What a match that was, a really good match that surprisingly didn't descend into chaos!

RJ: It looks like there might still be time for that Michael!

Takeo is stood over Logan Kincade, Stevens escapes from the clutches of Blue Dragon, he grabs two steel chairs from under the ring. He tosses one into the ring while carrying the other with him. He then pulls out a baseball bat and throws that in, which Kincade clutches to his chest and slowly gets to his feet.

The two men stand staring at Takeo, but then Blue Dragon intervenes, he throws a trash can into the ring, a barbed wire 2x4 and then grabs himself a pair of kendo sticks. BD rolls into the ring, the 4 men are staring each other down, each holding a corner of the ring.

Stevens drops his chair, cracking his knuckles and waiting. Blue Dragon is next, he drops his kendo stick down. Takeo drops the barbed wire 2x4 and Kincade the baseball bat. They step into the middle of the ring...

RJ: HERE WE GO!

MW: FISTS FLYING EVERYWHERE!

Stevens goes after Takeo, catching him off guard with a couple of big European Uppercuts. Takeo falls to a corner, Stevens picks up the spare chair and drives it into the gut of the big man while the two old rivals Logan and Blue Dragon exchange punches in the middle of the ring.

RJ: This one has exploded!

Stevens drives the steel chair into the gut of Takeo, he hits another shot with the chair but Takeo then rips it from his hands and smashes it across the back of Stevens. Logan removes the turnbuckle cover, he starts punching away at Blue Dragon's head with it but BD then blocks, before driving the head of Kincade into the exposed steel.

BD then picks up a trash can, he grabs the lid and climbs to the 2nd rope, smashing the lid down into the head of Kincade to the delight of the fans.

MW: These fans are going crazy, listening to this noise, this is exactly what they wanted to see, it's what we wanted to see!

Stevens is down on the mat, with Takeo stood over him menacingly while Kincade shoves BD back from the corner and the two are involved in a stand off when security stream out onto the stage and the crowd descend into boos.

RJ: Get them out of here, let them fight!

The four men look at each other, Takeo walks away from Stevens who gets to his feet. Takeo points to the floor, Stevens picks up the baseball bat. Blue Dragon has the trash can lid, and Logan Kincade grabs a kendo stick. They roll out of the ring and stand in a line, facing the row of security that have lined the stage.

Crowd: This is awesome! This is awesome! This is awesome!

BD, Takeo, Kincade and Stevens begin walking up the ramp, getting ready to face off against security. The security stand staring at the four wrestlers advancing on them and decided to bail, turning and leaving the top of the ramp.

MW: A wise decision I think.

The four men look at each other, they grin at the security scurrying away. Takeo and Blue Dragon then walk off to leave the ramp...

RJ: DAMN IT!

MW: BLINDSIDED BY STEVENS AND KINCADE!

RJ: I THOUGHT THEY WERE WORKING TOGETHER?!

MW: THEY WOULD NEVER BE ABLE TO WORK TOGETHER RJ!

Kincade levels BD in the back of the head with a kendo stick while Stevens takes out Takeo with multiple shots of the baseball, driving it into the back of Takeo who collapses forward, clutching at his back. Stevens and Kincade drive their weapons into the back of Blue Dragon and Lukas Takeo.

Eventually they relent, and stand over Blue Dragon and Takeo to loud boos from the crowd.

The Saint is walking down the corridor as the Consultant is seen running to catch up to him...

TC: Saint, Saint... I've just been speaking to one of our media team, it seems he was struck across the face by one of the stars in the back. I think that, if we are going to set an example to other federations out there we should take some serious action, may I suggest firing the talent?

Saint turns towards him and chuckles..

Saint: You mean a superstar slapped a member of staff backstage? Well I um... I think there is only one corse of action here. Only one thing that could possibly make up for that.. I need you to do something for me.. Go get him some ice and a pair of testicles.. Then tell him to stop telling tales and grow the fuck up. I've got a lot to deal with around here, between the world title scene, and this shot with Zhi, things are getting out of hand, and I'm quickly running out of options to solve it all... I've got one thing left that may just be enough..

The consultant looks worried and places a hand on Saints shoulder

TC: I hope your not thinking what i think you are? You can't come out of retirement, not for Zhi, he is too unstable, god only knows what he'll do to you if you're an active member of the roster..

Saint: I would t come out of retirement for that, Zhi wouldn't be worth it. There is no way in hell that I would even go there... At least not for Zhi...

The Consultant looks at Saint, confused but intrigued as Saint simply turns and walks off down the corridor whistling.

Crime Lord is backstage with Jack Reynolds, he's wearing a grey suit with a blue shirt, top button open, no tie. He cracks his neck and his eyes are cold, his lips turned into a slight smirk...

JR: Crime Lord, tonight you have a chance once more to become the number one contender to the 6WF World Championship, but first you will have to get through your admirer; Vortex and his ex:partner Vortex. How do you rate your chances?

CL: My "chances"...that's a very misleading term to use Jack. That suggests that if I have a "chance" of winning that I also must have a "chance" of losing. Unfortunately for Johnny and Vincent, that isn't the case. I have proved it time and time again across my career that when it matters, I win. Vortex and Johnny Oko are not on my level, they are symptom of this company's problems, below average losers taking the spots of proven winners, being billed at the same level as company legends. They have managed to scrape together the most unconvincing of cases to be considered world champion material, but on Tuesday that ends, that fallacy is crushed beneath my boot!

JR: Vortex has been looking for your affection for months now, if he does win at Redemption, would that be it for you? Would you finally give him what he craves?

CL: I'm sorry Jack, should I get a doctor?

JR: What?

CL: Should I get a doctor? There appears to be something wrong with your ears, or possibly your brain? Doesn't surprise me, I have always suspected:

JR: Yeah, yeah...okay, if you're going to dismiss Vortex winning, what would it take for Vortex to get your affection, let you win the match?

CL: I should remind you of who you are talking to Jack, you need to start showing me some goddamn respect. You're looking at 6WF's Legend, you're looking at the soon to be 6WF World Champion. Your tone isn't what I would expect. To answer your question there is absolutely nothing that Vortex can do to gain my respect, my friendship or for me to "pass the torch". I don't have anything but contempt for him. I don't want him to lie down and let me pin him, I don't want him to think I need his protection. The only thing I need from him is to get the message. He will never be me, he will never even be close to me, he will never get my tuition, or my respect or my love or whatever the hell he wants. The only thing he will get from me is pain, hurt, anger, destruction. That is what I give to people like Vortex.

He has been chasing this dream for months now and it is dragging me down with him and I am sick of being brought down to that fat waste of space's level. I am above him and the fact that Johnny Oko has been brought into the mix as well is totally disrespectful to me and the level of opponent I DEMAND! If they are having domestic problems, if they are struggling to cope with a split, I don't care, I have nothing to do with it and the world championship has nothing to do with it and I don't want Vortex's obsession with me to be an excuse to throw me into the middle of that spat. I am bigger and better than that and have more important things to focus on.

I don't care who walks out of Redemption world champion. I don't care if Kenty beats Adamson to retain once more, I don't care of Adamson gets over his injuries and finally becomes world champion, I don't care of Cassius Zhi and his Oompa Loompas get involved. All I care about is that the world championship will be closer than ever and I am capable of beating either man, I am capable of ignoring any outside influences because I am better, better than anybody this company can put in front of me and I am delighted that people are starting to come to terms with that once more. These are fans are very quick to forget, forget who the real talent is, forget who the rightful champions are but I am very quick to remind them that 6WF is my company, this arena is built for me, the ring is MINE. Kenty or Adamson or Kincade or Blue Dragon or Austin Stevens or Nay Bother or Cassius Zhi, you put that championship on any man after tonight and it will still be all mine.

Like it...or Lump it.

Crime Lord pushes Jack Reynolds away nonchalantly before storming away.

Backstage we see Blue Dragon sat in his locker room. He's going through the lengthy process of unpacking his wrestling boots, a drop of blood drips from his nose as he looks down and runs his finger through the blood on the floor..

BD: Jesus Christ, I'm even bleeding getting changed now...

??: Getting old?

Blue Dragon looks up to see The huge figure of Lucas Takeo standing in the doorway..

BD: Never too old for this shit Luke.. Never be that far gone, is rather be dead..

Takeo steps in and takes a seat next to BD, the two share a glance and a slight nod.

LT: You need to be careful what you ask for old man. With those two around, you just may get it. Logan has already tried to kill you out there before today and I know Stevens is about as unhinged as you can get.

BD: You seem to be forgetting someone Luke, big guy, likes to destroy people and hurt people, goes by the name Takeo?

LT: I thought that went without saying Blue, but someone's got to watch your old ass right?

Blue Dragon smirks and shakes his head...

BD: and someone needs to watch yours, your not the quickest guy around here are you now big fella?

Takeo looks at himself, as of insulted by Dragons words..

BD: I'm not calling you fat or anything princess...

LT: I am not a princess....

BD: Sure thing, I mean, it would be nice if I didn't have to carry your weight again big man. Don't get me wrong, it was fun fighting by your side. But you know as well as I do, in this business, there's no friends and no lasting respect.

LT: As far as I'm concerned Blue, there never was either. I'm not your friend, I was your tag partner. And as much as I respect what you've done in that ring, both for the hardcore devision, and for 6WF as a whole, I don't respect you trying to cling onto a long since lost age by dragging yourself out there and trying to be the Hardcore Icon you once where. This is a new 6WF and a new Hardcore Division, and I don't think we need to be scraping the barrel to entertain washed up 'legends' like you.

Takeo stands up and goes to leave.

BD: Wait! Lucas, be careful here, your about to make an enemy out of someone that you really don't want to, you've got enough on your plate right now between Steven, Logan, security, and The Saint. You don't want to add me to your list of problems, I know you don't want to be seen as weak and I know that you won't want to be known as the guy who helped Blue Dragon gain back his Hardcore Championship. So how about this? From now on, any allegiance we had is gone, no more teaming up, no more us versus them. It's simply every man for himself now.

Takeo turns and walks out if the door leaving BD say alone

BD: Just what I thought, kids today, no respect....

The scene fades to black with BD shaking his head...

Match 5

N01 contenders match for the 6WF Undisputed Title Match

RJ: What a fantastic show Redemption has been so far! And what a match we have up next for you here!

MW: Later on tonight, we see Mr Kenty defend his Undisputed Title against Max Adamson, but in our next match, we find out whoever the Undisputed Champion's next opponent will be.

RJ: These three men could have all quite feasibly be in that title match tonight, having all held the title at some point in the Time Attack match.

MW: As it is, we see the former Consultancy pair of Johnny Oko and Vortex squaring off with the third component of the match being 6WF legend Crime Lord.

"Rain Wizard" blares out over the speakers and the crowd descend into boos as the 6WF veteran Crime Lord strides out onto the stage. He glares around the arena before making his way down the ramp and stepping into the ring.

RJ: Crime Lord goes into this match without an ally, unlike the other two competitors in this match.

MW: Yeah but will they actually work together? They aren't a team anymore RJ, remember.

RJ: I think they'll work more willingly with each other than with Crime Lord.

"Breathe" hits and a plume of green smoke fills the top of the stage, the crowd start booing as the big man strides out. Vortex glares at Crime Lord before making his way from the top of the stage down the rampway to the ring. Vortex snarls across at Crime Lord as he enters the ring.

MW: We saw on the previous Lockdown that Vortex still harbors that obsession with Crime Lord, desperately trying to impress leading to Undisputed champion Kenty pinning him.

RJ: That obsession is just strange. You could tell that Crime Lord wanted absolutely nothing to do with him in that contest.

"Turks Theme" roars out and for the first time in the intros, a competitor is greeted with cheers. Oko runs down the ramp, tagging the fans hands before sliding in under the bottom rope.

RJ: Oko certainly the one with the fans support in this match, no doubt about who they want to win.

Mw: I Can't see Oko winning this. He's a talented competitor, but it's asking a lot of him to beat these two powerhouses.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Crime Lord is stood in one corner, Oko and Vortex nod at each other. They walk towards Crimey, who sees it coming and goes after Oko, flying away with a series of big right-hands that back the high-flyer into the ropes but Vortex is quick to intervene by picking up Crime Lord by the back and dropping him to the mat face-first.

MW: Maybe you were right RJ!

Vortex tries to keep Crime Lord grounded but he fights out with a number of headbutts that force Vortex to roll away. The big man runs in at Crime Lord, who stops him dead in his tracks with a knee to the gut. Crime Lord quickly hits a DDT on Vortex before making the cover.

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

Johnny Oko runs in, hitting a dropkick to the side of the head on Crime Lord. He rolls back towards the corner, Oko runs in at Crime Lord going for a shining wizard but Crime Lord counters by hitting a reverse-powerbomb into the top turnbuckle. Oko staggers out of the corner, Crime Lord bounces off the ropes and nails a running forearm smash on the Japanese star. Crimey covers.

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

Oko gets the shoulder up. Crime Lord places him into an armbar, stomping away on the right shoulder of the former tag champion. He hauls up Oko before knocking him down with a clothesline. Oko rolls to his feet, Crime Lord goes to run in at him but Vortex cuts across his path with a leaping shoulder block that sends Crimey flying. Vortex helps up Oko and the two nod at each other again.

MW: Crime Lord attempted to fight it, but it seems as if Oko and Vortex's plan is back on.

Vortex lifts up Crime Lord and throws him into the corner. He hits a series of shoulders up into the abdomen of Crime Lord, before dropping to all floors as Oko runs in and leaps off his back, hitting a tiger calf kick on Crimey. He staggers forward and Vortex hits a belly to belly into a pin attempt.

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

Oko joins back in with Vortex as they proceed to stomp away on his head. Crime Lord rolls towards the ropes but Vortex drags him away, he slingshots him forward as Oko bounces off the ropes and nails a flying crossbody block. He hooks the leg.

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

Vortex drags Crime Lord to his feet, he hits a series of big headbutts that send Crime Lord back into the corner. Vortex then sprints in, connecting with a big clothesline. Crime Lord stumbles forward and Vortex grabs him by the throat with both hands, then hitting a choke suplex. Oko then flies off the top rope, hitting a leg drop across the throat. He rolls away allowing Vortex to make the pin.

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

RJ: They are working together very well so far.

MW: Look RJ, I already admitted you were right, what more do you want? I'm still not sure it will last, they'll finally realise what prize is at stake here. At the moment they just seemed focused on Crime Lord.

RJ: Well with one last wrestler in the match, that will make it easier to win.

Crimey is dragged up by Vortex who holds him in a double underhook position as Oko kicks away on the gut of the multi-time world champion with roundhouse kicks. Vortex releases the hold which enables Oko to hit a running bulldog on Crime Lord. He hooks the leg.

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

Oko and Vortex lift up Crime Lord, they fling him into the canvas with a double suplex. Crime Lord rolls back into the corner, Vortex sprints in and nails the VX Express. Crimey staggers forward straight into a spinning heel kick. He hooks the leg.

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

Crime Lord again kicks out. Oko looks to Vortex, he picks up Crime Lord and whips him firmly towards the ropes, which Oko pulls down to send Crime Lord flying down to the outside. Oko taunts Crime Lord, he turns around and Vortex kicks him in the gut and sets up for a powerbomb...

RJ: This is exactly what happened at Explosion!

MW: Oko has a counter this time! Hurracanrana!

Vortex stumbles up and Oko drills him with a roundhouse kick to the head. Oko goes for the cover.

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

Vortex drives the shoulder up. Oko waits for him to rise before snapmaring him down to the canvas. Oko proceeds to nail roundhouse kicks to the chest of Vortex, he then runs off the ropes and hits a neck snap. Oko makes the cover attempt.

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

Johnny Oko rises to his feet. He waits for him to rise before hitting the tic-tac-toe kicking combination on his former tag team partner. He hits a further shoot kick to the gut before Oko bounces off the ropes, hitting a running one-handed bulldog before making the cover. Cover.

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

Vortex powers the shoulder up, Oko waits for him to rise before rattling in a knife-edge chop that delights the crowd. He continues with the chops that back Vortex into the corner, he then sprints in going for a shining wizard...

RJ: Caught him!

MW: Powerbomb connects!

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

Oko forces the shoulder up, Vortex quickly climbs onto Oko and begins pounding away at his head with a series of huge punches. Eventually, Vortex is forced away by the referee. He hardly lets the ref finish warning him before running in, hitting a brutal kick to the head of Oko. Vortex covers.

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

The big man quickly has Oko up, he lifts him high into the air before dropping him down into an Atomic drop. Vortex then runs off the ropes...

RJ: Wow!

MW: Vortex showing his athleticism, using the spinning heel kick that is such a trademark of Oko's!

RJ: He's really rubbing this in the fans faces.

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

Oko gets the shoulder up, Vortex quickly puts him into a full nelson hold. He drives a series of knees into the back before dragging Oko to his feet, drilling him into the mat with a Full Nelson slam. Vortex covers.

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

Vortex brings up Oko, he whips him firmly into the ropes and then on the rebound, brings Oko onto his shoulders and then down to the mat with a Samoan drop. Vortex then hooks the leg.

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

Oko again kicks out, Vortex lifts him up and hits a series of crippling body punches. Oko is then booted in the gut by Vortex, who then grabs him by the throat and shoves him forcefully into the corner. Vortex runs in going for the VX Express but Oko uses the ropes to spring up and lift a boot to the face.

Johnny Oko climbs onto the top rope, getting ready to dive off when Crime Lord leaps onto the ring apron and pulls Oko down by the neck, his head crashing into the top of the steel ring post. Oko falls to the floor, Crime Lord climbs over the top rope into the ring.

Vortex goes to run at him but Crime Lord nails a big boot. He hooks the leg.

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

Vortex forces the shoulder up, Crime Lord gets to his feet and stomps away on the head of the former Consultancy man continually. He eventually stops when the referee steps in. Crime Lord then allows Vortex to rise before hitting a snap suplex. Vortex rolls up and Crime Lord connects with a side suplex into a pinfall attempt.

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

Crimey gets to his feet, he waits for Vortex to rise before whipping him firmly into the ropes. On the rebound, Crime Lord nails a big double A spinebuster. Crime Lord then bounces off the ropes, hitting a leaping knee down into the face before hooking the leg.

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

Vortex drives the shoulder up, Crime Lord drags him towards the corner before throwing the former tag team champion shoulder first into the steel ring post. Crime Lord then drags Vortex away from the corner before connecting with a shoulderbreaker. He then makes the cover.

MW: Crime Lord taking charge now!

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

Crime Lord waits for Vortex to rise. He lifts a knee up into the gut before pummelling away on the back of Vortex with a series of clubbing blows. He then drags in Vortex before nailing a Fisherman's suplex, bridging over into the pin attempt.

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

Vortex forces the shoulder up, Crime Lord drags him up and attempts a traditional vertical suplex but Vortex blocks, before lifting Crimey onto his shoulders and connecting with a Samoan Drop. Vortex then makes the cover.

Ref: 1.................2..............Kck out!

Crime Lord is the man who has to kick out on this occassion. Vortex tries to set up for rupture but Crime Lord blocks Vortex's attempt to lift him up. He then kicks the big man in the stomach and hits a neckbreaker.

Vortex falls to the floor, Crimey bounces off the ropes...

MW: MAFIA MOW DOWN!

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

Vortex gets the shoulder up just in time. Crime Lord lifts him up sets up for Custody but Vortex shoves him away into the corner...

RJ: VX EXPRESS!

Crime Lord slumps forward, Vortex looks to the top rope and begins to climb up the turnbuckles.

MW: What is he thinking?

RJ: Setting up for the frog splash, a move which won him and Oko the tag belts at Born In Fire!

MW: But now here comes Oko!

The Japanese wrestler climbs up the ropes...

RJ: Oko up top...and now on top of Vortex's shoulders!

MW: What's he thinking?!

RJ: This is very dangerous!

MW: Not as dangerous as this! Crime Lord's up...OH MY GOD!

RJ: He can't do this surely? Crime Lord is trying to get both members of The Consultancy on his shoulders...he's got them!

MW: No way! No way in hell...OH MY GOD!

RJ: DOUBLE LOCK N LOAD!

MW: UNBELIEVABLE MOVE!

RJ: WHAT STRENGTH!

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

RJ: Crime Lord wins it!

MW: YES!

RJ: Crime Lord is the new N01 contender! Kenty and Adamson better watch out, this man is on their case!

MW: At times that was nothing more than a glorified handicap match, but Crime Lord came through it.

Crimey rolls to his feet, he has his hand raised by the referee and Crime Lord smirks. He motions a title belt around his waist before rolling out under the bottom rope, walking back up the ramp and leaving the stage.

In the ring, Oko and Vortex begin to stir. Vortex is first up and he helps up Oko, who quickly walks away from Vortex.

MW: The partnership didn't last, and neither man look too happy with one another.

Oko begins walking up the ramp, Vortex is following him and the two are bickering and arguing as they make their way to the top of the stage where the crowd suddenly descend into huge boos. Oko and Vortex stop with their arguing and turn to the top of the stage where they are confronted by Team Japan.

RJ: What the hell do they want? They've already ruined enough of tonight!

Johnny Oko and Vortex are stood motionless on the top of the stage, Hidari then nods his head. Dopant Zero quickly attack Johnny Oko, Vortex goes to help but Dragon cuts him off. Vortex throws a punch but Dragon blocks, he then hits a vicious spin kick to the stomach that lurches Vortex forward.

Dragon grabs Vortex by the head before launching him head first into the titantron that starts sparking. Dragon pulls Vortex away from the tron screens before throwing him straight back into them again. Meanwhile Dopant Zero have forced Oko down to the floor, where they are stomping and punching away at him viciously.

RJ: This is assault. This is completely uncalled for! Someone get them out of here!

MW: There is no stopping these guys RJ, absolutely no way, they're on a mission.

Yagurama lifts up Oko, he lifts him onto his shoulders in a powerbomb position. He drops Oko down just as Nogami leaps up, hitting a simultaneous edge-o-matic/powerbomb combination that crashes the back and neck of Oko into the metal stage.

Dragon throws Vortex towards Dopant Zero, who repeat the same move on the big man. They then lift Oko up, as Hidari strides towards him. He slaps at Oko mockingly, before punching away at him freely as Dopant Zero and Dragon hold him up. They then thrust Oko forward into the path of Hidari, who nails the Genshin on the top of the stage.

Team Japan are once again stood in a line along the stage, over the prone bodies of Vortex and Oko, as Redemption goes to a commercial.

The scene changes to show Team Japan stood celebrating. Yagamura and Nogami embrace as Dragon stands proudly nodding. A cough is heard in the background as the three men turn and bow to Kenji Hidari who stands clutching his Samurai mask....

KH: Gentleman, now is not the time for idle celebration. Work is only half done and we have been here before and failed. It is time to take lesson from mistakes of the past. Team Japan is once again united. Team Japan is brethren once again.

The three men crouch to their knees and look up at Kenji...

KH: The history of our troubled times is now behind us. We are a greater force as one than we are as 4 individuals.

Hidari looks down at Dragon....

KH: You my brother. You heard my calling. You came looking for me. You saw this potential, and you walked with me. You will be rewarded. When we ascend this company, you will be at my side and I will ensure your part in this will never be forgotten..... You two....

Kenji snaps his neck towards Nogami and Yagamura....

KH: Your bickering, your selfishness tore our great spirit apart. What once set us apart from the likes of the chink and the fatty is that we were forever as one. Now, now you have the chance to redeem yourself. The Consultancy have become victims of the disease that tore us apart, we have cemented that.... but know this....i will not accept failure again. I will not stand by and watch you cost me what I am destined for. You walk with me, then you walk together.

Gentleman...

Hidari beckons for the men to get to their feet....

KH: Tonight, the east will rise. And the red sun will descend over our own personal Redemption. After tonight my brothers, the future is ours...

Kenji smiles at the three men and they embrace as the scene cuts to black.

Max Adamson is shown sat in his locker room looking down at the floor, his hand clasped to the side of his neck brace as Clarissa walks into shot. She slowly moves his hand away before gently removing the neck brace and running her hand gently around his neck. Max moves his neck from side to side before raising his head up and staring into the camera....

It’s been over 5 years since I walked through the doors. 5 years of being the practical joker. 5 years of being the choker. More title shots without a win than anyone else in 6WF history. I’ve had more warnings for my conduct than I’ve headlined shows. I’ve been the nearly man for so long it’s a wonder why people bother watching. It’s a given. It’s over before it starts... Max Loses Again, write your own headline.

I still remember the night Chris died. I remember going out there. Eyes filled with tears. The emotion. The fear of failing again. Failing me. Failing Clarissa. Failing Joyce and the fans. I couldn’t win it on my own. I couldn’t win it with the spirit of my dead best friend behind me...

Max raises his eyes and smirks into the camera...

Well, ex-best friend.

See, it was that moment, surrounded by the emotion and the horror of what had happened that I knew what I needed to do. What I needed to be. For years I’d been that guy. The class clown. The guy everyone found funny. I was Australian Champion. I was one half of Maxi-Pad. The Aussie Phenom. The Thunder from Down Under.

I had the catchy t-shirts. The wacky celeb friends. My unbeaten record at Born In Fire. But I hadn’t won anything of note. I hadn’t fulfilled my potential, and it was in THAT moment that I knew it was Chris holding me back. I’d lived in the shadow of Christopher James Patricks for years, and at that moment when I needed my friend to guide me, he left me. And there I was. The biggest failure on the roster.

‘Don’t worry, Chris will forgive you’, they said.

Forgive me for what? Caring?!

Thanks, Chris. 5 years of carrying your ass around here and you’re gonna forgive me for trying to do you proud? Screw em.

That night, I knew it had to become about me. I needed to be selfish. Screw the fans, fuck the legacy. It’s all about me. And I made it my mission to not fail again.

Believe me, tonight I won’t.

Max leans back against the wall and winces slightly before looking down the camera....

Tonight, Redemption couldn’t be more poignant for the career of Max Adamson. 5 years of scraping the barrel. It all ends tonight.

And I’ll do it in spite of Chris. In spite of our corrupt General Manager. I’ll do it with a mild concussion. I’ll do it if it means going through the Zhilots, Cassius, Zheng, Killer, Black Widow or the rest of his damn pie faced family. I’ll do in spite of Mr. Kenty. In spite of every fan who stood there and clapped that night on Lockdown and said ‘Aw, hard lines fella, you tried your best’.

Tonight my best will be the most unstoppable force this company has ever seen. So good, I’ll describe it in just one word.

One incredible, awe inspiring, era defining, kangaroo jumping, bible thumping, 6WF Undisputed Championship winning word.....

Max leans forward, his eyes wide with rage as he takes a deep breath and snarls...

Gore.

Max leans back as Clarissa wraps a towel around his neck and we fade to black.

Main Event

6WF Undisputed title

RJ: Welcome back to Redemption folks, you've been incredibly patient tonight, we know this is the moment you've all been waiting for...it is now time for your MAIN EVENT!

MW: This is quite frankly one of the biggest matches in 6WF history. This is a match that has been months in the making.

RJ: The tension has been built between them over these months as more and more as these two continue to butt heads over the biggest prize in this company.

MW: But it is the last month when things have really spilt over, when Max Adamson finally snapped at not having the 6WF Undisputed Title belt around his waist. He truly believes that belt is his...and so do I RJ.

RJ: But the most important man in 6WF, general manager The Saint, decided that the title isn't Max's...it remained Mr Kenty's title belt after the interference of the Zhilots in the Time Attack match last month.

MW: Now the score will finally be settled. This isn't just to decide who the champion is, it's to decide who the best man is. All the talking has stopped, and we know both men can talk, and now actions will have to speak louder than words.

RJ: There is now an extra caveat to this match now, after the brutal attack on Max Adamson by the Zhilots that put his involvement in this match in doubt.

MW: Adamson was medically cleared to compete earlier in the week, and Saint has ensured that Max that the Zhilots won't get involved tonight.

RJ: Yes but how can they ensure that? Who can stop Cassius and his minions, his disciples? They've proved uncontrollable so far.

Mike Bird: Ladies and Gentleman…the following match is scheduled for ONE FALL and is for the UNDISPUTED 6WF HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP OF THE WORLD…Introducing first…

The challenger! He hails from Perth, Australia and weighs in at 296lbs…MAXXX ADDAMMSSONNN!

"Lonely Boy" plays out of the speakers and Max Adamson walks out onto the ramp with a chorus of boos surrounding him. Max looks supremely focused as he leaps up on the spot a couple of times before strolling down the ramp. He reaches the bottom of the stage, he climbs up the steel steps and looks back up the ramp, before climbing into the ring. He goes to the 2nd rope, motioning a title belt around his waist.

RJ: The moment Max has always wanted, the chance he has never been afforded, a shot at the Undisputed Title, in a one on one match, in the main event of a 6WF Pay Per View.

MW: I think he would have preferred this match to come in much different circumstances, with him being far closer to peak physical fitness than he is.

RJ: As I stated earlier, you have to admire Adamson for wanting to be here tonight. But I'm not sure how clever it is. Concussions are tough to comeback from, it was only 6 days since that attack, I'm not sure how he can be over that.

MW: It's amazing what a healer a potential world title win can be.

‘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 facing Adamson…

Kenty: For those of you that don’t know… I weigh in tonight at 230 pounds, Hailing from Buckinghamshire, United Kingdom I am...the UNDISPUTED 6WF HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD...MR KENTY.....

KENTY!

The lights return and Kenty jumps off the 2nd rope, he kisses the world title before passing it to the ref.

MW: He doesn't know how lucky he is to be stood there, announcing himself as the undisputed champion of this company. That belt belongs to Max.

RJ: Shut up Michael! Kenty won that title fairly, he has defended it with honor, pride and integrity. He has proven himself to be a worthy champion, like giving Max this match when he didn't have to.

MW: Of course he had to! He knows that Max deserves to be champion, but he's given himself a chance by making Max have a match rather than doing the honorable thing and handing over the title.

The bell is about to be rung when the general manager of 6WF The Saint strides out onto the stage. He walks down the ramp to loud cheers, tagging a few hands of the fans before taking a seat by the time-keepers area. Max and Kenty look down to him.

RJ: It looks like Saint is putting his money where his mouth is, he has ensured the Zhilots won't get involved and he looks like he is going to making sure of that personally.

MW: Leading by example, the first time Saint has done anything of the sort during his time as GM.

RJ: I wouldn't say that too loudly, he's sat right next to you.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Kenty and Max Adamson circle the ring, staring each other down. Adamson goes to the middle of the ring, Kenty goes straight after the head of Max but he ducks a lock-up before smashing a series of elbows into the back. He pushes Kenty into the ropes, Max runs in and boots away at the right leg of Kenty who flips backwards to the mat. Adamson runs off the ropes, hitting a big leg drop. Cover.

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

Max lifts up Kenty, he hits a couple of big right hands to chin of Kenty who rocks back into the ropes. Adamson then whips Kenty out across the ring, he ducks his head for a back body drop. Kenty sprints over the top for a sunset flip pin but Adamson blocks, and then demonstrates his power by drilling Kenty into the mat with an Alabama slam. He hooks the leg.

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

MW: There's the strength of Adamson early-on, an area where he has a big advantage over Kenty.

RJ: Certainly showing no ill-effects of the concussion thus far.

Max locks in an armbar hold on Kenty. He brings the former Freeweight champion to his feet where he then connects with an arm drag takedown. Kenty stumbles up, walking straight into a short-arm clothesline from Max. Kenty again rolls to his feet, this time Adamson nails a German suplex. Cover.

MW: Kenty struggling to cope with Adamson’s power.

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

Kenty drives the shoulder up off the mat. Max allows him to rise before whipping him firmly into the ropes, on the rebound Kenty reaches the centre of the ring where Max back body drops him high into the air. Kenty crashes to the canvas, he rolls up unsteadily straight into a boot to the stomach from Max who follows up with a snap DDT. He hooks the leg.

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

RJ: Adamson absolutely dominant here!

Max lifts Kenty to his feet, he then fiercely launches him into the corner. Adamson strides over, where he hits a series of short, sharp shoulder thrusts into the gut. He then waits for Kenty to walk forward out of the corner before back body-dropping him into the canvas. Max goes to the 2nd rope, before hitting a Vader Bomb! Cover.

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

Kenty forces the shoulder up. Adamson drags him to his feet, he hits a knee to the gut before putting Kenty onto his shoulders. He runs going for a powerslam but Kenty drops off the back. He stumbles into the corner, Max sprints in towards him...

MW: Flapjack!

RJ: Adamson's head smashed straight into the turnbuckle! Great counter from the Undisputed Champion. It mightn't be nice but he has to target the area of weakness.

MW: It's clever 'Arj, that's why Kenty wanted this match after the attack by the Zhilots. He now knows Max isn't at full strength and he wants to take advantage of that.

Max falls out of the corner, Kenty bounces off the ropes and connects with a swinging neckbreaker. He hooks the leg.

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

The Undisputed Champion hauls Adamson to his feet where he fires in a number of big European Uppercuts to the chin, he continues firing in the blows until Adamson is backed against the ropes. Kenty then takes a step onto the ring apron, where he then pulls Adamson down neck-first across the top rope. He then steps into the ring before placing Max’s legs across the 2nd rope. He then applies a front facelock…

MW: SPIKE DDT!

RJ: Kenty really is targetting the head and neck of Max, this is tremendous tactical wrestling.

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

Adamson drives the shoulder up, Kenty leaps up to his feet and he goes on the attack by dropping a series of elbows down into the face and chest of Adamson. He then waits for Max to rise, before hitting a jawbreaker. Adamson falls to his knees, Kenty bounces off the ropes and crashes a big boot into the skull of Max. Kenty hooks the leg.

Ref: 1…………………..2…………….Kick out!

The Undisputed Champ kips up to his feet and the crowd pop. He salutes them before dragging Max up to his feet, he hits a couple of big forearm smashes into the back followed by a dropkick. Adamson falls into the corner, Kenty sprints in and hits another dropkick, Adamson slumps down against the turnbuckle. Kenty takes a step back to the corner before sprinting in and connecting with a running boot into a facewash kick. He drags Max away from the corner, Kenty then springboards into the ring, Max stirs...

MW: Curb stomp!

RJ: Another attack on the head of Max.

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

Kenty drags up Adamson, he lifts Max onto his shoulders for a rolling fireman’s carry slam but Adamson elbows away at the head, he then manages to drop down the back. max then clenches Kenty by the waist…

MW: German suplex!

Adamson keeps the grip applied, rolling up to his feet and nailing a 2nd German suplex. Max stays grounded for a minute before dragging Kenty up and nailing the third suplex of the combination, bridging over into the pin attempt.

Ref: 1………………………2………………….Kick out!

RJ: That was incredibly close for Adamson!

MW: I thought we nearly had a new champion!

RJ: But look at Max, he's stumbling around that ring, he isn't right.

Kenty rolls up, Max manages to take him down to an arm drag. Kenty rolls up to his feet, Kenty runs at him and Max connects with a big clothesline. He hooks the leg.

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

Kenty is dragged to his feet by Max Adamson, who despite struggling for some balance, hits a couple of big punches that connect on Kenty. Adamson whips him across the ring, Max hits a knee to the stomach on the rebound. Max leaps into the air...

MW: Fa-Maxxer!

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

RJ: Max is getting closer!

Adamson hauls up Kenty, but he manages to counter with a knee-lift facebuster. Kenty pulls Adamson down with an inverted headlock backbreaker, followed by a swinging neckbreaker. The Undisputed champ makes the cover.

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

Kenty hauls up Max, he grabs him by the side of the head and goes for a forward Russian legsweep. Adamson blocks, Kenty swings around the front...

MW: MIC CHECK!

RJ: OUT OF NOWHERE!

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

MW: MAX KICKED OUT!

RJ: So close!

MW: That can't have helped with Adamson's head injuries!

Kenty lifts up Max, he hits a scoop slam. The Undisputed champion goes up to the top rope...

RJ: SENTON BOMB...

MW: KNEES UP!

Kenty writhes in pain, he rolls to his feet and stumbles into Max and nails a spinning side slam backbreaker. He hooks the leg.

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

RJ: Max goes close!

MW: What a match this is!

Adamson drags up Kenty, he throws him into the corner with a suplex. He falls into the corner, Max runs in and nails a knee to the head. He lifts Kenty up to the top rope, he climbs slowly up to the top rope, steadying himself.

MW: Adamson clearly still groggy here.

RJ: I don't see how he can do this, how can he win in this condition?

Adamson sets up for a superplex...

MW: CROSSBODY BLOCK IN MID-AIR!

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

Max drives the shoulder up. Kenty and Max rise simultaneously, Kenty throws a clothesline that Adamson ducks underneath...

RJ: He's got him up, CYCLONE!

MW: NO! COUNTER!

RJ: MIC CHECK! MIC CHECK!

MW: IT'S ALL OVER!

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

MW: OH MY GOD!

RJ: HE KICKED OUT!

MW: HOW THE HELL IS MAX ADAMSON DOING THIS?

RJ: You may not like Max, I certainly don't, but he is putting on an incredible display here. Tremendous courage!

MW: Adamson wants that title, that's where he can find this extra strength from.

Kenty looks to the heavens in disbelief.

RJ: He can't keep Max down!

Kenty steps back into the corner, Adamson starts stirring...

MW: What is Kenty thinking?

RJ: He's thinking GORE!

MW: ADAMSON PULLED THE REF IN THE WAY!

RJ: KENTY JUST GORED THE REF!

Kenty sits on the floor, shocked at what has just happened while Max is out on the canvas. Kenty is trying to revive the referee when the crowd descend into boos...

MW: Oh no!

RJ: Damn it! Get him out of here!

MW: I think you mean get them out of here!

RJ: They can't be allowed to do this! Don't let them ruin another world title match, another main event.

MW: Another career RJ! If they get their hands on Max, that could be the end of him.

Cassius Zhi is stood a top of the stage, with four Zhilots stood behind him.

RJ: What is Saint doing? He's just sat here.

MW: Do something damn it, stop hiding!

Saint looks at Zhi, he then smiles as security leap over the railings on either side of the rampway, forming a blockade to the ring. The Saint stands up, smiling at Cassius Zhi.

RJ: This was his plan! All along! The Saint wanted Cassius to come out so he could set security on him, to prevent anything like last month happening.

Cassius walks down the ramp, striding towards the line of security but just standing there, smiling at Saint. Saint smiles back but this soon changes as further Zhilots walk out onto the stage...

MW: What in the hell?

RJ: Oh my god! No!

MW: No! No!

RJ: They've got the Consultant! The Consultant has been taken hostage by the Zhilots!

MW: They've got him in a straight-jacket!

RJ: There is no way of escape for The Consultant. The Zhilots can't be allowed to do this, someone stop them!

MW: I don't believe it, how have they done this? Why are they doing this? What are they thinking?

RJ: No-one knows what they're thinking, what Zhi is thinking. That is what makes them so dangerous.

MW: Saint's best laid plans have just been dismantled by Zhi. He is shocked beyond belief.

The Zhilots walk The Consultant to the edge of the stage. Some of the fans scream, but most of them are deadly silent. The Zhilots have The Consultant teetering on the edge of the stage, keeping hold of him. The Saint is up out of his chair, pleading with Cassius Zhi to not do it.

RJ: Zhi is enjoying this, the sick son of bitch!

Saint continues to plead with Cassius, he smirks back before turning to the stage and nodding...

MW: NO!

RJ: GOD DAMN IT! GET THE MEDICS OUT HERE!

MW: EMTS NOW! GET THEM TO THE CONSULTANT!

RJ: HE'S JUST BEEN PUSHED OFF TO THE STAGE TO THE FLOOR!

MW: SOMEBODY NEEDS TO STOP ZHI! THIS IS SICKENING! HE NEEDS TO BE STOPPED BEFORE HE DOES ANYMORE DAMAGE!

RJ: THAT SICK BASTARD SHOULD BE IN PRISON MICHAEL! HE JUST ORDERED A FATHER TO BE PUSHED OFF THE STAGE.

MW: DISGUSTING!

RJ: AND NOW THE SAINT HAS SNAPPED!

MW: WHO CAN BLAME HIM?!

The Saint runs at Zhi, but he can't get past the line of security who are holding him back. Zhi stands there, just a few feet away from Saint, smirking. The Saint tries to clamber over the top to get at Zhi but he is still held back.

RJ: Let him go! Let him get Zhi!

Cassius turns around, walking away from The Saint and back up the stage to huge boos. The Zhilots converge into a single line, following their leader backstage as emts rush out and leap down to tend to The Consultant who is lay flat, motionless on the floor in the straight jacket.

MW: Saint is being escorted out by his own security staff!

RJ: This is damn ridiculous! Why the hell is Saint being treated like this? This is what they should be doing to Zhi!

As The Saint is escorted out, Kenty asks a camera-man if he knows what is going on with The Consultant but he shakes his head. Kenty turns around...

MW: MIC CHECK!

RJ: ADAMSON OUT OF NOWHERE!

MW: I think most of us forgot this match was still on, but let's focus back on that!

RJ: Adamson is about to become the new champion!

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

MW: Wow!

RJ: So close for Adamson! He nearly won it with Kenty's own move!

Adamson stirs to his feet, he is stood impatiently waiting for Kenty to rise...

MW: GORE! GORE! GORE!

RJ: NEW CHAMPION! NEW CHAMPION!

MW: WHY ISN'T HE COVERING?

RJ: LOOK AT THIS REPLAY!

Replays show Max hitting the gore, but Kenty somehow managing to push Max's head into the mat, despite being completely levelled with Max's finisher.

MW: Finally he gets the cover!

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

RJ: UNBELIEVABLE!

MW: HE KICKED OUT!

RJ: THE MOST DEVASTATING FINISHER IN 6WF AND KENTY KICKED OUT!

MW: THIS IS AMAZING!

Adamson slowly starts stirring, he shuffles back towards the corner. He slowly grabs at the ropes, pulling himself to his feet. Kenty manages to get to his feet...

RJ: GORE! GORE! GORE!

MW: HE HIT IT AGAIN!

Adamson slumps down onto Kenty, one arm draped over him.

RJ: IT'S HAPPENING!

MW: NEW CHAMPION!

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

RJ: I DON'T BELIEVE IT!

MW: HE'S FINALLY DONE IT! HE'S FINALLY DONE IT!

RJ: ADAMSON HAS FINALLY DONE IT! ADAMSON IS THE CHAMPION! ADAMSON IS THE CHAMPION!

MW: COME ON MAX! YES! WHAT A WIN! WHAT A MAN! NEW CHAMPION!

Mike Bird: Ladies and Gentleman...the winner of this match by way of PINFALL AND NEWWWWWWWWW 6WF UNDISPUTED HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD...MAXXXXX ADDAMSSSONNNNNNNN!

RJ: Your ears and eyes are not deceiving you folks, it has finally happened, this moment has been years in the making.

MW: Max Adamson has finally achieved his dream, Max Adamson is finally the champion and in the most trying of circumstances.

RJ: A brutal attack by Zhi and his cronies put Adamson's very involvement in this match in doubt, but he has come through, he has battled concussion and has battled one of 6WF's greatest ever world champion and has finally emerged with the world title.

MW: Max Adamson is finally the champion, and I can't think of anyone more deserving. Max deserves this!

RJ: Undoubtedly. You may not like him but Adamson has been a constant in 6WF, always in and around the Main Event, always the bridesmaid never the bride...until tonight!

MW: He finally has that title, and he won't let it go without a fight!

Max is lay flat on the canvas, the ref passes him the title belt and he clutches it tight to his chest on the canvas. He slowly sits up, looking down at the title, almost in disbelief that he has finally done it.

RJ: Look at Adamson, he doesn't believe it. He didn't think this moment would ever come.

MW: Believe it Max! You're the champion! You're the champion!

Adamson slowly gets to his feet, still holding the title against his chest. He then starts grinning, he holds the title high above his head as he stands on the ropes as Redemption goes off the air.