6WF Lockdown!! - Wednesday 27th August, 2014!

Our scene opens in the backstage area of the 6WF arena, we see Austin Stevens pacing back and forth in front of the camera as he begins to speak erratically. Austin pulls on his ECW t-shirt and breathes at a fast pace.

“Now, I know getting jealous is a disgusting pathetic trait and something that I should be past by now but fuck it...I am sick to fucking death of all of you fucking cunts overlooking me for people who tick the right boxes...I'm sick of you fucking morons cheering for the wrong fucking people like fucking sheep while I am here week in, week out...KILLING MYSELF TO SAVE THIS FUCKING DIVISION...FUCK YOU! Now, you might be asking what has brought this on...why the fuck do I care if morons cheer for me and I'll tell you fucking why, I'll tell you why I deserve...no...why I DEMAND...your fucking respect...why I DEMAND your fucking adulation and why you should all be in line ready to suck my fucking dick...”

Austin smirks before shaking his head and continuing his rant

“You see, earlier this week I was walking through this fucking shithole and a guy came up to me and tried to get an interview...Obviously I told him to fuck off but there was something he said that really stuck with me like a knife in the fucking back...he had the nerve to look me in the eyes and ask if it was an honour to be in a match with monsters Zhi and Nemesis...well, as I didn't give an answer before...I might as well do it now...FUCK NO! Is it an honour to be paired up with a washed up cult leader? It is an honour to team up with a man who's been hiding for god knows how long? What do you fucking think? Nemesis though? The so called original monster...the man who came back and took all the attention away from that fucking moron Takeo...am I proud to be one of the first people for him to face?”

Austin pauses with a scowl across his face

“Hell...NO!”

Austin laughs to himself

“I'm going to say the same thing I said about Takeo...Nemesis might have been some big name when he left this company back in the day but right now it's a whole new battlefield and he is stepping in to the ring with the hardcore champion...the future of 6WF and the person that will one day stand at the top of the mountain ready and waiting to throw people down to their deaths...So is Austin Stevens honoured to share a ring with Nemesis...NO...Nemesis should be honoured that I'm letting him climb through those ropes with me!”

Austin picks up the hardcore title from the floor and throws it over his shoulder as his breathing picks up again and an ugly grimace covers his face as the anger is clear to see.

The problem though...the reason I'm feeling fucking sick to the back teeth with this company? It's the fucking fans...they have me in their presence single handedly giving them what they REALLY want yet they cheer for guys like Lucas Takeo, Cassius Zhi and Nemesis...

(sarcastic tone) “LET'S GO TAKEO...LET'S GO ZHI...LET'S GO NEMESIS!”

Austin quits doing the sarcastic voice and gets close to the camera with a wide eyed expression

Where the fuck are my cheers? Where the fuck is my respect? When are you all going to thank me for everything I have fucking done since I walked in to this company...Before I arrived you had an idiot like the Saint doing his best to destroy this company...

...He pushed and pushed to get Mr Nicer that Nice Kenty that World Title shot...

...He allowed Fanatic, Takeo and Blue Dragon to piss all over the hardcore division...

...and he did his very best to turn this in to some PG WWE Rip off that we all know it could never be...

...I am the antidote to guys like Kenty...I am the anti-venom to Saint's bullshit and I am the man who will prove that your newest idols are nothing but lamb to the slaughter...

Austin pauses one last time before calmly speaking

...My name is Austin Stevens and you will cheer that fucking name wether you like it or not!

('Rain Wizard' blasts out of the speakers and the crowd immediately begin to boo loudly as Crime Lord confidently strides out from behind the curtain. He is wearing a black suit and black shirt unbuttoned at the top. He walks down the ramp ignoring the jeering fans and climbs up the steps before stepping through the ropes. Crime Lord stands in the centre of the ring, a big grin on his face, microphone in hand.)

CL- Ladies and gentleman, you are here just five days away from a landmark in 6WF history. You are looking at me just five days before I(!) achieve a landmark in 6WF history. In five days, I am going to be walking out of the LG Arena in Birmingham the 6WF World Champion once again. 

(The crowd boo as Crime Lord's grin quickly turns into a smug look.)

CL- You can boo all you like it won't change what is already set in stone, from the moment I was given a match to become the number one contender this moment was coming. Whether Kenty or Adamson walked out of Redemption as champion, this moment was coming but you lucky people are fortunate in that The Saint is giving you me as champion earlier than even I expected. Certainly before Max Adamson expected. His reaction to the announcement was no less than I expected, he was devastated, he was distraught, he was angry, he was upset, he was inconsolable. Max Adamson has been around long enough to know that when I've got my mind set on something, there is nothing that can be done to stop me achieving my aim, when I've got an opportunity I grasp it with both hands and hold in with an unbreakable grip.

Max Adamson and I is the feud that never was because Max Adamson has spent his entire career avoiding my wrath. We have crossed paths, sure, but Max Adamson has avoided me at every cost. We've been around for years in this company together and yet...and YET, we've clashed rarely. When I'm about Max Adamson gets running, when I'm fighting for something you can see Max Adamson in the distance, fleeing the scene, terrified of what I am capable of. Sure, there was Captain Australia, the one time Max Adamson dared to defy the expectation and fight me...and he needed a mask to do it, he needed to hide behind anonymity, hide his anguished facial expressions when he realised just how incapable he is of beating me. I am Adamson's worst possible nightmare so when this match was announced, Max Adamson saw his title slip away.

The title that he has worked so hard to gain, the best to never win the world title finally won the big one and it's so cruelly going to be leaving just two weeks later. Max Adamson would have given anything for this match to be Kenty's rematch, or Austin Stevens, or Vortex, or Johnny Oko, he is probably dreaming of Cassius Zhi or Nemesis stealing the shot from me because Max Adamson has never worked out how to stop me and now the truth will come out...there is no way to stop me. That title is mine, Max knows it. 

(Crime Lord lowers his microphone for a second, allowing the crowd's chant of "Crime Lord sucks" grow louder.)

CL- Don't pretend you're not loving this, don't pretend that my rise to the top isn't giving you a nostalgia rush. I mean look at the way you all cheered when the monster Nemesis returned, that rush of the old days was too much to contain. You don't like Max Adamson and I get it you hate me even more, I wouldn't have it any other way but you cannot deny to me that you are loving my rise to the top again. I am pure gold, I am the biggest star in 6WF history and seeing me back at the top will be supreme in the extreme. You don't want world champions like Mr. Kenty or Max Adamson, they are good sure...but they're not GREAT. They are not on my level, they don't have my history, my talent, my charisma. 

I don't expect you to tell the truth and to be honest I live for your boos, live for your hate so I wouldn't want it to change. But as much as you hate me personally, as much as you can't stand the way I do things you cannot deny, no matter how much you protest, the truth is...I am 6WF, I am the 6WF World Champion whether I hold the belt or not that title is associated with ME, that title has never had a more dominant champion than ME, that title has never ever been able to escape from MY name. When that title is pictured, it is my shoulder it is pictured on. When that title is engraved, it is my name that looks most natural. When that championship is defended, it is my legacy that is used to show how important that title is. I made that title my own, and that title made me 6WF's Legend. There is an inescapable bond between me and that title and no matter how many other people have held it since, the title will always be mine, the title will always have my mark on it. We are connected.

Max Adamson will do well to remember the other greatest to never hold the world title's glorious win. When Blue Dragon turned a career of near misses into a world title, I ended his dream a few minutes later. Max Adamson should savour the extra two weeks he has been given because it will be the best and longest world title reign he will ever have in 6WF. It will be the pinnacle of his nearly-man career and there is no better man to lose to than the Iron Man.

I am ready.

"Successful" begins to blare out of the speakers and Tom Ree emerges from the back wearing a red shirt with a black tie and matching black trousers. As he emerges from the back the crowd boo to him. He confidently struts down to the ring which is set up in its usual way.

MW: "It's time for the teacher. He's one of the best young talents in this business and he is in tag team action later." 

RJ: "Tom Ree is a snake and he proved it last week when he left Clarke James in that ring."

MW: "That is Mr Ree to you!"

Tom Ree stands outside the ring surveying the scene he is faced with. He climbs up on to the ring and steps through the middle ropes before grabbing a microphone. 

"Last week my team lost a tag team match. My teammate was unfortunately pinned causing me another loss. Thankfully this is all part of the big picture. One loss does not make the war lost and I will overcome Clarke James."

The crowd boo as Tom Ree smiles proudly

"Now, once again I'm offering the chance for one lucky pupil to have a front row seat to my lesson. Raise your hands and security will bring you over." 

A smattering of hands fly up around ringside and Tom draws the attention of security to someone in the front row who they help over the barriers. He brings over a short Chinese woman with dark hair and eyes. She rolls under the bottom rope and takes a seat. 

"I am Mr Ree and I am your teacher. Introduce yourself to your fellow students place."

"I'm Nadine Simpson"

"Today you get the privilege of a lesson from the teacher. Lesson Nine is about religion. The bond between good and evil that Clarke James has always been so fascinated by. Are you good or evil Nadine?"

She smiles seductively 

"I'm a bad girl."

"Isn't that (pause) marvellous. Just what I need in my lessons. Good and evil have always been looked at as diametrically opposed and mutually exclusive. That however cannot be the case. A good person can do evil for the right reason in the same way that an evil person does good. You people are not just good or evil. It's in you, it's all about how you control you as the Buddhist knows.

The Buddhist understands them as inseparable aspects of life which a person more then capable of being good and evil. Buddhism identifies the good as the freedom and happiness resulting from self-knowledge whilst evil is life's innate delusion which negates the potential of enlightenment and causes suffering for oneself and others. To be a Buddha you have to be fully awakened to the nature of good and evil inside them and the ability to control these factors comes from inner strength. 

People have told me it was evil doing what I did the other day to Clarke James. The poor man was left in the ring without a partner while two men beat him up. It was not evil, rather the only option I had. My desire to win overrides any other feeling. You will feel the wrath of my will to win. You will witness the personification of excellence. You will believe. You will learn. Class dismissed."

Tom Ree quickly exits the ring

(Jack Reynolds is stood backstage when Clarissa approaches him)

Clarissa: You may interview Max now, thanks for waiting.

(Clarissa stands back as Max Adamson, dressed to compete and with the 6WF Undisputed Championship over his shoulder, and his Guardian Angel walk into shot. Angel is emotionless as he stands next to Adamson)

JR: Max Adamson, tonight you defend your Undisputed Championship against Crime Lord, a man who appears to be back to his best. What is your mentality going into tonight's blockbuster main event?

(Adamson grins and looks at Angel before turning back to Reynolds)

Max: I'm the Undisputed Champion of the World Jack, I'm on a career high. Do you remember who I defeated on my path to the top Jack? Because certain individuals seem to forget. Back at Born In Fire I defeated TGA, then I defeated Crime Lord, then I defeated Crime Lord, Vortex, Johnny Oko and Mr Kenty in a Time Attack match, before I then defeated Mr Kenty at Redemption to stand here as the Champ. Tell me, what's changed since I last faced and defeated Crime Lord? Let me tell you. I've conquered the world, I've broken through that glass ceiling that held me down for so long because I could never gather enough momentum to break it down. Now I have the momentum, nothing and nobody is going to stop me. Especially not someone I overcame just a couple of months ago.

(Adamson looks at his Undisputed Title before continuing)

Max: What's Crime Lord done since then? He's beaten Vortex and Johnny Oko in impressive fashion. I did that one month earlier, beating those two as well as Crime Lord and Kenty before The Saint decided to make the match outcome a no contest on a technicality. He hit an impressive Cyclone to Vortex and Oko at the same time. I say a Cyclone, he calls it the Lock n Load, but everyone knows it was the Cyclone first before Crime Lord copied me. And Crime Lord has the audacity to bemoan Vortex copying him! Plus Jack, since then I've minimised the effects of the chaos that The Saint, our "oh so glorious" leader brings to 6WF. Because I have my Guardian Angel watching over me. Crime Lord may be a tough opponent, he is a future hall of famer and he is going to give absolutely everything, but I'm getting a sense of deja vu here Jack, because I gave a very similar speech a couple of months ago when I faced Crime Lord in a number one contenders match. Back then, I said I would beat Crime Lord, and I did. Tonight is identical in as much as I am telling you now, I will beat Crime Lord. And after tonight, you'll know I did.

JR: If you don't mind I'd like to talk about your Guardian Angel, what exactly is the reason for him being here?

(Adamson looks at Angel then back at Reynolds smirking)

Max: He's here to make sure the shitstorm that The Saint brings to my matches doesn't affect me any longer. The Time Attack match, I destroyed four other men, only for Cassius Zhi and the Zhi-lots to interfere and lead to The Saint ruling my victory as a no contest. The week before Redemption, I was massacred, Mr Kenty left me laying with a Mic Check, and the Zhi-lots dropped me about 10 feet from their arms inside the ring to the floor, before triple powerbombing me through the announce table. I survived the concussion to make it to Redemption, where the Zhi-lots again tried to interfere and they pretty much incapacitated The Consultant in an attempt to destroy my match and my chances of success. I'm leaving nothing to chance Jack. Nothing. Angel here is not in 6WF to give me any advantages, he's not here to allow me to cheat, or whatever you or these fans are thinking. Angel is here to prevent Max Adamson becoming the victim of the circumstances The Saint has brought to 6WF. If Angel was here earlier, Max Adamson would have won the Time Attack match, if Angel was here earlier Max Adamson would NOT have suffered the sickening attack at the hands of the Zhi-lots, and if Angel was here earlier Max Adamson would not have been open to interference at the hands of the Zhi-lots. Angel is here now though, so while I'm focused on Crime Lord, I wont need eyes in the back of my head. I wont need to have my attention elsewhere, so I can be the best that I need to be and make sure I leave this building tonight not only still the 6WF Undisputed Champion, but also with my health and career intact.

JR: One final question, what do you make of Nemesis returning?

Max: I think it's bloody typical of The Saint, he's got Kenty and Nemesis fighting his battles for him. The Saint brought this on by obviously not finishing the job on Cassius Zhi. The only good thing about Nemesis returning and chokeslamming Cassius is that now Cassius and the Zhi-lots wont be focusing so much on the rest of us. But this isn't Nemesis' war. This isn't Kenty's war. This isn't even 6WF's war. This is The Saint's war, and he's dragged all of us into it. I will have no part in it, Angel is my insurance that they won't make me a part of it. I'm the 6WF Undisputed Champion of the world, and sorry to disappoint you, but I'm going nowhere. I'm staying right here, and I'm staying World Champion. This is the Age of Adamson and no Zhi-lots, no Crime Lords, no Saints or sinners will stop me.

*The scene opens up to a brightly lit conference hall in North London, filled by some of the most knowledgeable 6WF fans with assembled journalists from the media. The conference hall is considerably big, with plenty of space for the members of the 6WF world to freely move and journalists. The camera pans to a made up wooden stage with a long wooden table lined across it. A 6WF white cloth is draped over the table and on the cloth is two jugs of crystal clear water with cups. Ready made microphone are all in place to on the table. Four comfortable looking black chairs are behind the table also. Behind the table is a large 6WF banner with many superstars etched onto the banner including Crime Lord, Clarke James, Cameron Faith and 6WF undisputed champion, Max Adamson. A few seconds pass before the flashbulbs of the media go off as Jack Reynolds makes his way onto the stage, dressed in casual smart clothes with a 6WF microphone. He has a familiar warm smile as he stands on the stage, meeting and greeting the world and audience within the conference hall.*

JR: Ladies and gentleman, it's my pleasure to welcome you all here today, for a very special 6WF meet and greet with one of our superstars. Now, the reason why we have assembled you all today is that 6WF is pleased to announce it's continuing partnership with Eurosport for many more years to come. Now, without any further ado, I'd like to welcome to the stage... Mr Kenty!

*The crowd erupt into a frenzy of cheers, mixed in with the popping flashbulbs of the media on their phones, camera's and tablet devices as Mr Kenty comes out from behind the 6WF banner with two senior 6WF officials. The officials are dressed smartly in black suits while Kenty is dressed far more casually in a grey shirt, blue jeans and nike blazers. Kenty has his trademark smile etched across his face with a glint in his blue eyes as he warmly shakes Jack Reynolds hand before sitting down. The conference hall is literally shaking with excitement from the 6WF fans in attendance as the two officials sit between the former champion. Kenty smiles warmly before pouring himself a glass of water as Jack Reynolds once again speaks to the crowd and journalists.*

JR: Mr Kenty everybody! now, this is an open Q and A for the assembled media and journalists who wan't to answer question for our 6WF superstar here. The meet and greet for fans will follow, the fans can then ask their questions personally to Mr Kenty. Okay, so Mr Kenty if you will...

*Kenty takes a sip of his water, nodding in approval at Reynolds who sits down. Kenty looks down at the media and the fans with a grin as the flashes continue to illuminate the conference hall. Kenty takes a few moments before shuffling a little closer to the microphone and begins addressing the masses.*

Mr Kenty: Well, hey everybody! welcome to this little press conference... I'm so excited to be here, especially as 6WF is continuing it's partnership on Eurosport. So, you guys know how this works, fire away and I will try and answer as openly and honestly as I can. Erm, yes you sir, with the navy shirt.*

*Kenty nods and stares at a journalist with the navy shirt. The journalist seems a little flustered and goes a little red as the room's attention is on him. He slowly introduces himself to the world and Mr Kenty:*

???: Gary Moore, OntheMat, wrestling publication. My question to you is, Would you say that the rivalry with Max Adamson took it more out of you than anyone you have ever worked with in the ring?

Mr Kenty: Great question, Garry. Honestly, I will agree with you. It was, what, eight or so months of pure war? the battles were so intense, week after week it was like this huge war we were both trenched in. As an athlete, Max Adamson is perhaps the best pound for pound athlete in the business. It forced me to be in the gym more than I have ever been, run longer than I have and swim faster than I have done. We pushed each other to the limit and that is both physically and mentally.

Mr Kenty: Some days, I would return home from work and be exhausted. I became quite isolated to a point where I was just interested in being in the gym and training. We pushed the limits and I think the matches were of such quality we can both be proud of our efforts. As I mentioned before, I consider Max the best athlete in the business, therefore I had to be intelligent with my planning and training. If you can't beat them on raw strength, use your "Noggin" for sure!

Mr Kenty: I have nothing but respect for Max. I really hope one day we can work again, it paid off for sure. The fans in Earls Court that night at Redemption, were electric. And it added a real buzz to the match. Once, Max obviously had won the match and the title, the fans wen't into overdrive and playing my part in a match of that magnitude was something I will never forget. I was proud of myself walking up that ramp and seeing Max with the title and confetti falling around him. He deserves it for sure. Next question! yes, you madame?

*Kenty points respectfully out to a petite, yet pretty women. She is wearing casual clothes too. She smiles warmly, adjusting her glasses before speaking to Mr Kenty.*

???: Erm, yes, my name is Melissa Glass from ActionWrestling magazine. My question to you, Mr Kenty is that with the impending return of Nemesis, How do you see yourself  returning to the title picture?

Mr Kenty: Good question, Melissa. Well, like you and probably all of the fans here and around the world, I was shocked, elated and excited all at once, last Monday. Nemesis is not just a superstar, but he is legend. Both in the ring and in the locker room. To have someone of such experience to return and work with guys like me is something I have always dreamed about. Last Monday, was a statement of intent and I'm sure in the coming months, things will get even more interesting!

Mr Kenty: But, as a fan growing up and watching wrestling, especially 6WF, Nemesis was one of the guys that stuck out. His work-rate, application and desire in the ring is phenomenal. I was lucky enough to be in the audience a few years ago watching Nemesis in a 6WF ring and for me, it took my breath away. If you told me I would be teaming with the guy, four years later... I would have called you a liar! 

Mr Kenty: A returning Nemesis can only mean a positive thing, a hugely positive for that matter. It adds a whole new level of experience which guys like me can learn from. So in many ways, you adapt and learn. I'm don't get starstruck as we are both humans, however it reminds me of how far I have come in professional wrestling and I find it a honor that I will be sharing the ring with Nemesis. Of course against two very impressive guys, One a legend, Cassius Zhi and a up and coming superstar, Austin Stevens. Next question, Sir?

*Kenty nods and smiles at a budding young journalist. The young man, nods back before speaking.*

???: Yes, Daniel Peterson, Netwrestling... My question to you is Mr Kenty, The general manager of 6WF, The Saint has seemingly selected you to fight the threat of Cassius Zhi to the company... how do you feel with this responsibility resting on your shoulders?

Mr Kenty: You should all know me by now... I live life loud. I embrace any kind of challenge... whatever it is. However big or small the challenge, I take it with both hands. For years, Cassius has been on top of his game and in my mind, he won't be ring rusty. He won't be lacking his killer instinct... that will remain. Cassius is in the same way as Nemesis, is perhaps one of the standout names people associate 6WF with. And, similar to Nemesis, I remember watching Cassius as a young fan... he was ruthless, aggressive and driven. Nothing has changed, the faces may change... but the fact remains. Cassius is a devil in the ring. He is pure intensity. He leaves it all out there... he probably has no idea who I am and what I stand for. Does he care? more than likely not. 

Mr Kenty: Like all my opponents, I respect. But I fear none. I have worked with some of the most intense, vicious guys you can imagine... Logan Kincade, Vortex, Michael Sweetwater... I could carry on. Cassius Zhi through all his accomplishments is still human, like me. He may think he is some kind of wild animal, devoid of human emotions. I'm not going to lie, I'm an emotional guy... unlike Cassius, but in that ring, I'm as focused and as a driven as Cassius. And perhaps that's where the similarities stop between the pair of us. The zhilots and Zhi himself have caused nothing but pain, cruelty and torture to the 6WF world and it's superstars. So when we lock horns for the first time on Lockdown this week it will be for all those he has hurt. And this is only the beginning...

Mr Kenty: I remember, when first joining the 6WF family a few years back, Born in Fire two years ago will always stick in my mind... JJJohnson vs Cassius Zhi. That was a war... That was truly a war, and that was the first time I remember I seeing someone as good as JJJohnson tested as he was that night. Cassius was amazing, JJ was incredible... it was some night down in Wembley. It demonstrated the true skill and fighting spirit of Zhi... and if I'm honest with you, I'm going to have to up my game tenfold to beat a man as good as Cassius is. And two years on he will be stronger and if not even more cunning.

Mr Kenty: I'm sure as the weeks and months go by, it will become only a matter of time before Cassius and I lock horns man to man in that squared arena... and when that day comes, I will be prepared. I will be prepared to fight the impossible. I will be prepare to fight for all those that Cassius has caused pain and tortured in the past years and more recently the last two months and I will be prepared to fight for this very company. Because, as you all know... I love this company. It is my life and it is my passion... and I will be six foot under before I see this company tormented and destroyed by a man that is twisted to the core. It's my mission to be the best I can be and Cassius Zhi better know that I ain't going anywhere... 

*The crowd loudly approve of Kenty's words as he sips some more water. Reynolds once again stands up and begins to speak to a loud crowd who are loudly chanting Kenty's name.*

JR: Okay, that is it for the questions for now... if you wish to meet Mr Kenty, please line up and wait paitently. Follow instructions from security and before you know it, you will be meeting the former champion.Mr Kenty everyone!

*Kenty nods in appreciation and smiles warmly as the journalists part like the red sea as the fans eagerly and excitedly line up to get up and close with Mr Kenty. A 6WF official whispers something in the ear of Mr Kenty who laughs loudly before shaking his head and smiling warmly. Jack Reynolds passes him a black marker to sign autographs with as the first few fans arrive to meet and greet there hero. The first group of fans is a young family with a single mother. She laughs and smiles as Mr Kenty warmly meets the kids before greeting the mother. The scene comes to a close for those fans watching on 6WF.com with the final scene, Mr Kenty being captured in a selfie with the family before they move on as another fan greets the Mr Kenty.*

Logan Kincade is stood backstage watching a monitor of Tom Ree's in ring performance.

He looks to the cameraman with a mix of anger and confusion etched on his face.

LK: What the fuck is this?

Cameraman: it's... it's Tom Ree. He teaches people...

LK: Not that you fuckin meff, he didn't mention me once! That little prick!

Cameraman: I wouldn't take it personally he is a little deranged I thin...

Logan grabs the cameraman by the throat and slowly and quietly talks right in his face.

LK: Listen to me you piece of shit it is about time people in this fucking company realised who they are dealing with, I am Logan Kincade, I am the best this company has ever seen, I have held the Hardcore and the 6WF world heavyweight championship longer than any other motherfucker in this place and still no one shows me the respect I fully deserve, now I don't want to have to remind people how dangerous I can be but believe me when I say that I will happily make an example out of someone to reaffirm
my position if need be.

I am not playing a game, I am not teaching a lesson I am not prancing about the ring for fun. This is a business, this is MY business... People will know their place and will know mine.

For too long now the decline of this place has increased tenfold, the slippery slope has been more and more lubricated by the shit that this company has seen fit to allow through it's doors. None bigger than Lucas Takeo and Austin Stevens. The giant and the headcase haha don't make me laugh, a fat inbred and a fucking poor mans Logan Kincade? maybe. A threat?.. not to me. I have beaten bigger and better in this company and I will again, why? it's simple... I am better than them. I am stronger than them and my threshold for pain exceeds ANYONE in this company. Look at that...

Logan turns his scarred face and cloudy eye to the cameraman who winces at the sight of Logan's scars up close.

LK: I wear the proof of my bodies ability to withstand pain. This isn't a scar, it is a battle wound, one I am proud of. No one in this company has what it takes to stop me because there IS no stopping me. Especially as there are no more distractions, No more Walker... no more ReGenesis... Just Logan Kincade and the roster full of victims.

And the first victim couldn't be a better place to start.. 

The cameraman's eyes begin to roll in his head as Logan's grip becomes tighter and tighter. He looks right down the lens of the camera

LK: Blue... I am looking to hurt somebody this week, there must be a statement made it seems... and I couldn't be happier that it is you and Clarke James. Prepare for a war brother.... it's going to be biblical.

Logan releases the cameraman who coughs and splutters as he falls to the floor the camera lands on an angle showing Logan walking down the corridor as the show goes to commercials

We see Udo Berg sat in his converted train carriage in the Project F.E.A.R Lair. His usual relaxed demeanor replaced with unrelenting rage. Visage slithers around behind him noticeably agitated by recent events.

Udo: The plans haff changed meine friend.

Visage continues to pace around seemingly calculating various outcomes in his evil mind

Udo: Ve must not allow this outrage to stand, Alptraum

Visage looks towards Udo and nods before continuing pacing the abandoned circus 

Udo: dis....Empire, it vil fall like countless others before. But our approach vil be different... no more mercy. No more holding back... they call me a monster? They vil get their monster meine friend. They vil come to regret their actions each unt every LAST VON OF THEM!

Udo stands up and exits the carriage with his usual folder of information on his opponents and throws them into a fire. 

Udo: Ve no longer need information on our enemies Alptraum, for everyvon is now the enemy. Ve must defeat each unt every von mit surpeme malace unt hatred... 

It vil start mit Fanatic, unt I vil not stop until every memeber of this pitiful company realizes that Project F.E.A.R is more than a name, I vil rain fear down upon the souls of this company every man woman unt child vil feel fear unt power unlike anything they have ever experienced. 

Are you mit me Meine masked friend?

V: Am I with you? My ally, I have been with you for a lot longer than you even realise. We are as one, you and I, we are kindred spirits and this fury, this rage you feel, it is to you what fear is to me. It is what gives you your true power. Embrace it Udo, this week you face Fanatic, a man who has pushed us in recent weeks. A man who will benefit from a lesson, a man who needs to learn his place. I enthuse you use this new found ruthlessness to help force this lesson upon him. Whereas I, I team with the other half of the so called 'parasite killers' James McManus, a man who finds himself in the company of monsters, our partner a man not unlike yourself physically, yet lacking your personal, killer instict...

Udo snarls at the mention of 6WF's 'other giant'

V: This week we shall make a statement, this week we will show the world, specifically, this new Empire, exactly who they are dealing with. This week will see the return of true Fear to 6WF. This week Udo, this week we will show them all who we really are....

They laugh to each other before both men turn towards the camera and walk towards it, blocking the light and the scene fades to black...

*The scene opens in the LG Arenas carpark where Cameron Faith is sat on a plastic garden chair wearing nothing but a pair of shorts and a beanie hat. The camera pulls back a little to reveal a large crowd surrounded him and a number of buckets filled with water surrounding him*

?????: Cameron, Cameron

*Cameron turns in the direction of the shouting before standing up and rolling his eyes as he sees Jack Reynolds walking towards him*

CF: What the hell do you want Jack, don't tell me it's another interview

*Jack sheepishly nods*

CF: Seriously, it's the same shit every week, You just decide it's ok to Cameron's not busy, I can interrupt him to do some shitty interview where i ask the same shitty questions. Can't whoever thinks this shit up at least use a little imagination, maybe send Kayleigh, I would be happy to keep her abreast of the situation.

Can't you see I'm busy?

*Cameron stares at Jack Reynolds with disgust as the reporter uncomfortably lifts a microphone* 

JR: Well it's just that you seem to be doing the ice bucket challange! I wouldn't have thought this was your thing.

CF: It's not, but I've never backed down from a Mike Hill challange before and I don't plan on starting now. The simple truth is I am just better than him in every single god damn way.

JR: Don't you think that's a bit disrespectable to talk about a two time world champion like that.

CF: Woah Jack, down off your high horse, maybe you need a seat to calm down a little.

*Cameron pushes down on Jacks shoulder in till the reporters knees buckle and he sits on the plastic chair*

CF: I ain't saying that way in the future when time is called on 6WF and the dust settles that Mike Hill won't be remembered as a legend of this company. Mike Hill will be one of the first names called out when anyone is asked who the greatest 6WF superstar of all time is.

The problem is he will just as quickly be forgotten when they remember the name Cameron Faith. 

*Cameron pushes Jack back down as he tries to escape from the chair*

CF: Mike Hill thinks I had to become him to beat him but he has it the wrong way round, I became him just to make it competitive, just to prove that being that god damn good just doesn't cut it any more.

Mike Hill knows that European Belt he wears round his waist so proudly already belongs to me. He is just trying to save face by giving me a one nil lead so when I become the first undisputed Freeweight and European Champion he has a standard Mike Hill excuse.

*Cameron forces Jack down again slaps him before picking up a bucket of water and pouring it over his head*

CF: Jack, the next time you disrespect me by thinking just because Mike Hill is a world champion he has the beating of me, this will be a lot worse.

I am about to create history again and while Mike Hill may be a former World Champion but I am a future wrestling God

Beleive in that, believe in the Faith.

*The scene fades as Cameron laughing as fans start throwing more buckets of water over Jack Reynolds head*