6WF Destiny Results 2014

*The scene cuts to a darkened room, with some dim grey light focusing down on what appears to be a spinning roulette disk. The wheel eerily continues to move slowly by itself as the camera continues to focus on it's curves and slots intently. A few seconds continue to pass as the camera changes to a more close-up view of the disk and it's edges, still rotating slowly in the murky dim artifical light. The camera then changes again to a mid shot as cards and tokens with names of superstars slowly fall from the sky against a dark background. The King of hearts, 7 of Diamonds, 9 of clubs and a queen spades can be seen amongst the cards tumbling to the ground alongside the tokens. The tokens crash against the floor showing superstars echoing around the seemingly abandoned room. The camera then slowly returns back to the disk showing numbers etched onto the different colours of the wheel, red and black.

VO: Destiny is often described as the events that will necessarily happen to a particular person or thing in the future. It is also percieved as a hidden force or power believed to control what will happen in the future. This hidden force or power is simply known as fate.

The camera now shows a king of spades falling from the sky against a backdrop of darkness as a dimlight keeps the card visible. The shot then switches back to the roulette disk, showing it's many numbers. The shot changes again showing various other 6WF superstars staring intently into the camera from a variety of different angles. Perspiration drips from some of the superstars foreheads as the camera picks up on The variety of moods and postures. The voiceover then begins again.*

VO: Some say Destiny is written in the stars for everyone. Destiny's are formed from the minute of birth, the minute you come to this earth. Destiny's are what some also percieve as fate, something that will inevitably happen to a person. Some are born to become society's greatest assets, such as doctors, scientists and soldiers. Some are born to become hard grafters, the cards they are dealt are tough but they work and work and somehow overcome the odds. Some are born with cards that are favourable and their Destiny's seemed mapped out for the world to see.. but do they make the most? And some are born with the Destiny of simply to win. That mindset of winning at all costs.. it's the fuel they thrive from.

The camera vividly changes to the roulette wheel as a white ball now crashes into the side of the disk and begins rolling against the side of the disk, gliding above the numbers on the disk fluidly and quickly, full of motion. Further tokens fall from the sky, crashing into the already littered floor of tokens creating a sound of metal clanging together. The camera then changes once again to a pair of elderly hands clutching onto one solidarity token with the lettering on it 6WF, facing towards the camera.*

VO: Our Destiny's to some extent can be controlled. By both our actions and by our words. For the situations we often find ourselves in dictate the course of our future both for good and for bad. The roads formed by our Destiny's often lead down roads we have been down before or totally new roads. Sometimes, the roads we toil down often create a stronger character and a stronger person for the experiece. For sometimes, the easier roads with no potholes or bumps often mislead us and when our Destiny comes, we are neither ready nor prepared.

The camera flicks once again to a quick rundown of all the superstars, facing towards the camera with little or no emotion etched across their faces, just a stare of intensity and desire. The voiceover then speaks oncemore over the superstars performing finishes, putting their bodies on the line and silent moving image of conversations backstage and in the ring.

VO: The people we are matter to each and every person around us in our professional and personal lives. Whether you are the silent assasain, a tenacious unrelenting fighter unready to give up the fight, the Golden boy, the strongest pound for pound fighter, the enigma, the most dominant force ever seen, the tough guy, the rogue or the quickest guy our Destiny's are all different but the people we are create a everlasting impression. It could be said, your impressions could underpin your Destiny's, the way you leave your mark against the world. We all leave our marks on this world when we are long gone but tonight superstars will forge their own way and find their Destiny. Find their upcoming battles and begin their legacies. But one superstar will find out their Destiny.. find out their ultimate battle and leave no doubt that their Destiny was always written in the stars.*

With that, the voiceover fades away and leaves an image of the roulette disk still menacingly spinning into the opening credits of Destiny 2014!

6WF Destiny goes live to air with a huge display of pyrotechnics and strobe lighting, as the camera pans around the arena showing the fans in the Sirnan Erden dome in Istanbul, Turkey go wild.

RJ: Ladies and Gentleman, welcome to one of my favourite nights of the year, it's DESTINY, live here in Istanbul! I'm RJ and as ever, I'm joined on commentary by Michael Wire.

MW: RJ, good evening, what a set of fans we are in front of this evening. The atmosphere in here is electric and who can blame them, because Destiny looks set to be as special as ever!

RJ: Without a doubt everyone's highlight of the night is the Gold Rush Battle Royal which ends this show. 30 wrestlers competing for the chance of a life-time, a world title shot, main event berth at Born In Fire in November.

MW: It doesn't get any bigger or better than that. But there's plenty of other action tonight, none more so than Max Adamson vs The Saint for the Undisputed Title.

RJ: What a match-up that will be, we also have the continuation of the best of three series between Cameron Faith and Mike Hill, plus much, much more.

MW: Let's get this started!

The show returns from a commercial break to a darkened locker room.

A shadowy figure is shown, his hulking frame gives him away as none other than the moster Udo Berg. He appears to be talking to himself as the camera nears the flickering of a TV set lights the German giant's face.

Udo looks at a video of his recent matches with anger and frustration clear to see in his eyes. An image of Visage appears on the screen as he costs Udo the match Berg grits his teeth, the sound of bone scraping against bone is harsh as he rewinds the footage and replays it, at this point it is apparent he has been watching the same footage for a while. He plays the video again as Visage appears he pauses the DVR and glares into the screen. A glaze comes over his eyes as he is transfixed.

He stands but still continues to stare at the screen, he steps forwards and looks down at the TV, He picks it up and moves it close to his face as wires in the back cause the Digital set top box to fall to the ground. He looks closely at the screen, the HD image of Visage's face. We see a close up of Visage's mask, and within the eye holes the African fear machine appears to be smiling. Udo's demeanor instantly changes.

He softly mutters a words.

Udo: Vhy....

Berg moves the image away from his face and holds in at arms length.

Udo: VHYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!

Udo throws the TV against the wall as it smashes into tiny pieces and a small fire begins to burn in the rubble of the electrical equipment, glass flies around the room as Udo begins to growl in a rage and smashing the room up when suddenly a sound in the darkness stops Udo in his tracks.

Udo: ..................................................Vhy Alptraum?

Visage's silhouette moves into the shot.

Visage: Why what my friend? Have you lost faith in me?

Udo: Haff I reasson to?

V: I have never done anything but tried to help you to reach your true potential my friend. Why would you start to doubt me now.

Udo: I vil not tolerate deception Alptraum, not even from you. I varn you now, I varn you now!

V: And I warn you, I am not to be taken lightly but I implore you that I have not done anything to warrant this anger Berg, perhaps it is not I who you should take this aggression out on but the members of Empire whom you find it so difficult to defeat

Udo: Do not test me puny man

V: Do not mistake my size and lack of physical strength with that of weakness, But please trust me, whatever you think you saw on that video, it was misconstrued. I am 100% on your side, I need to know you are also on mine.....

Udo and Visage glare at each other for a few moments before Udo breaks the silence

Udo: I vil fight by your side... but I promise you that if I vass right...

V: You aren't...

Udo stares into the eyes of Visage as we fade to black.

The show moves backstage at the Sinan Erdem Arena where Ethan Knight is stood talking to a small group of reporters. Looking anxious as the cameras flash in front of his eyes he turns his head, looking around the arena...

‘Mr Knight?’, cries a foreign voice.

Ethan stands up on his heels and looks at the small reporter...

Y’all gon’ have to step back a let this man through. I can’t here nuttin’, yo, move back y’all...

Knight pushes the group back as the reporter pushes his way to the front. A small Japanese man stands and stares up at Ethan Knight, bowing his head in appreciation...

‘Mr Knight, a thousand thank you. My name is Akio Otani, I am special sports correspondent for Japanese Wrestling site. Many fan want know how settle in 6WF?’

Yeah it’s been cool y’know? I jus’ tryna keep ma head down, focus on doin’ things right. Er’one here been pretty friendly. Made me feel at home and stuff. It’s a long way from the U S of A...

Knight chuckles nervously and smiles down at Otani...

‘You no have family here, Mr Knight?’, he asks...

Nah man, they back home, they watchin’ though, they always keep an eye on how I’m getting on. Ain’t nothing like seein’ some kid from the block hit the big time, but they proud y’know? I speak wi’ my ma everyday, I send her money home, she sends me my Hershey bars and my Rees’ Pieces, my sister Casey, she hittin’ the books an’ all that. She hoping to get hersel’ into Uni or some type a college, they’ gon be over soon though...

‘How you expect to do in Gold Rush, Mr Knight?’

Imma jus’ go out der’ and do ma thing, do my best and what happens...

‘Thank you, Mr Knight, and good luck in your match’.

The reporter backs off as the remainder push forward...

Ethan! Ethan!

‘I think that’s enough questions for Mr Knight...’, says a voice from up the corridor. Ethan turns round as Jack Reynolds walks towards him... ‘I’ll get you out of this, buddy’, he whispers. Come on now folks, we’ve got a big evening ahead, plenty of talent walking round, go and swarm round them’. Reynolds ushers the reporters away before turning to Ethan and smiling... ‘See, that wasn’t so hard..’

You got that shit nailed down, man!

‘It’s a talent I’ve tried to perfect, it’s from a lifetime of practice trying to get interviews with the great and powerful of this place. I don’t think we got a chance to properly introduce ourselves, I’m Jack, Jack Reynolds, I tend to cover all the talent backstage, interviews, exclusives, the occasional slap down’, he says holding out his hand. Ethan leans forward and shakes Jack’s hand...

We tight man, ain’ no worries...

‘Good, shall we?’, Jack gestures up the corridor as the two men begin walking...’So you fancy your chances?’, he asks?

Fancy ‘em how?

‘Well, it’s the Gold Rush, anything can happen?’

Ethan laughs... Nah man, I ain’ counting no chickens. Not this early man. Its not that I don’t think I can, I just can’t see masel’ gettin’ it don. Nots tonight, I ain’ n’er been in anything like this before, shit, I ain’ never seen Turkey, not even on Thanksgiving!

Jack smiles...’Well, there’s a first for everything, Ethan. What about Tom Ree?’

Yo, what about dat fool?

‘You hoping to bump into him?’

In the Gold Rush? Fo’ sho, I’ll bump into him, then I’ll take my fist an’ I’ll bump his lilywhite teachin’ ass all over that damn ring. M’fucka, pulling his bullyin’ shit. That’s playground bullshit right there, y’know? Ain’ got no time for homies that wan’ go treadin’. Where I’m from, you put yo’ fists up and you fight like a man, ain’ no briefcase carrying bitch! I ain’ one for steppin’ in someone elses bi’ness, but if Clarke James wants someone to watch his back, ol’ Knockout here’s gon’ represent

The two men stop at the end of the corridor and Ethan looks down the hall...

Yo man, it’s been cool chattin and shit, and I ‘preciate y’all bailing me out back there. Imma get me some rest time before the big one, but I’ll come find you again homie.

Ethan slaps Reynolds on the back and heads off towards his locker room...

‘Good luck tonight...’, says Reynolds as Ethan disappears out of shot.

Match 1
6WF Tag Team Championships
Empire (C) vs. Project F.E.A.R

RJ: Up first here at Destiny, it's tag team action!

MW: And it's the cream of the crop, with the tag team titles on the line.

RJ: It's a reverse of the match-up we saw at Redemption, as this time it is Dopant Zero who are the champions, and they defend against Project F.E.A.R.

MW: The team they took the titles from last month, with a little help from the returning Kenji Hidari and Dragon, The Empire.

Mike Bird: Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL and is for the 6WF TAG TEAM TITLES!

Introducing the challengers... at a combined weight of 709lbs...the team of Udo Berg and Visage...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 as “Crystal skull” blares out around the arena and Visage strides out, eyes wide glaring at Berg. He slaps hands with Berg, the two storm to the ring. Berg climbs over the top rope to enter whilst Visage slides in. They stand in different corners waiting.

MW: These two will be desperate to get those titles back at the first opportunity, and I think they can do it.

RJ: I don't know Michael, tensions seem to have been rising between these two as of late, with Visage costing Berg a couple of matches, albeit inadvertently.

Mike Bird: And now... at a combined weight of 500lbs, the team of Tsukasa Yagurama and Kenzaki Nogami... they are the REIGNING AND DEFENDING 6WF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...DOPANT ZERO!

“Shook ones” hits and the crowd descend into boos as the tag team champions saunter out onto the stage. Nogami runs down the ramp as Yagurama takes a slower walk to the ring. Yagurama steps through the ropes while Nogami springs in, they stare down at F.E.A.R.

RJ: It's been some return for Dopant Zero, becoming tag team champions within a month of their return.

MW: That's because they are one of, if not the greatest, tag team in 6WF's long history.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Yagurama starts off for Dopant Zero, and he finds himself up against fellow powerhouse Udo Berg. He drives Yagurama back towards the corner, where he then pummels away at the abdomen with some big right hands. Yagurama stumbles out of the corner and Berg knocks him down with a big uppercut. Yagurama rolls up and Berg knocks him down with a clothesline. Cover.

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

Yagurama kicks out, Berg drags him up and then kicks Yagurama in the stomach. Berg then throws the Tag Team Champion down to the canvas with a suplex. Yagurama rolls to his feet, Berg lifts him into the air and drives him down into the canvas with a powerslam. He hooks the leg.

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

MW: Strong start from Udo Berg!

RJ: Putting the issues with Visage behind him so far.

MW: There was no issues, just a few episodes of mis-communication.

Udo Berg allows Yagurama to his feet, where he then hits a headbutt. Berg then kicks Yagurama in the stomach, before lifting him onto his shoulders. Berg demonstrates his power by keeping Yagurama on his shoulders before driving him down into the canvas with a powerbomb. He covers again.

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

Yagurama forces the shoulder up, he is allowed to his feet and Berg Irish whips him firmly into the corner. Udo sprints in and nails a stinger splash on the Japanese star, who collapses to the mat. Berg makes the cover, but Nogami got the blind tag, he sprints in and connects with a bakatare sliding kick to the head. He hooks the leg.

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

Nogami leaps up to his feet, Berg begins to stir and Nogami quickly goes on the attack with a stiff roundhouse kick to the side. He follows this with another, then a spinning shoot kick to the stomach. Udo Berg lurches forward and Nogami bounces off the ropes, nailing a corkscrew neckbreaker. He covers.

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

Berg forces the shoulder up, Nogami makes the tag to Yagurama. They lift up Berg together before connecting with a double suplex. Yagurama holds Berg across his chest as Nogami runs off the ropes, drop-kicking Udo in the head as Yagurama simultaneously drives Berg down across his knees. Cover.

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

Tsukasa Yagurama rolls to his feet, he starts booting away on the head of Berg who struggles to his feet. He manages to shove Yagurama backwards, but he bursts forward and takes Udo down with a clothesline. Berg rolls up and Yagurama shows tremendous power in nailing a Japanese Thunder Bomb. He hooks the leg.

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

Berg kicks out, Yagurama allows him to rise before hitting a shoulde-breaker on the monster. He tags in Nogami, who runs off the ropes and connects with a curb stomp on Udo. He hooks the leg.

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

RJ: Berg taking a serious beating here, the like we haven't seen before.

MW: This is taking a lot out of him, and a lot out of his team's chances.

Again Udo Berg kicks out, and again Nogami is quick to tag out. He stands on the top rope as Yagurama holds Berg up, he then hits a flying knee as Yagurama hits a spinebuster. Yagurama makes the cover.

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

Tsukasa Yagurama rolls to his feet, he drags up Udo Berg before somehow managing to take him down to the canvas with an avalanche belly to belly suplex. Berg staggers to his feet, Yagurama runs in...

MW: Spear!

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

Berg again forces the shoulder up off the canvas, Nogami is tagged in. He waits for Udo to rise before hitting him with a capoeira kick, he follows this with another that backs Udo into the ropes. Nogami runs off the ropes, he attempts an over the top rope tiger feint kick but Berg grabs the legs of Nogami and sends him flying back into the ring.

Nogami rolls up, he runs at Berg who flattens him with a big boot. He covers.

MW: Berg needed that!

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

Nogami kicks out, Berg shuffles to the corner and tags in an angry-looking Visage. He storms the ring, hitting a neck snap on Nogami. He then runs off the ropes, hitting a kick to the head. Visage covers.

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 bringing his team back into this!

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...He hits it!

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

Nogami just about kicks out. Visage then decideds to go to the top rope, he faces away from Nogami...

MW: Going high risk...

RJ: 540 moonsault...

MW: HE MOVED!

Visage writhes in pain, he falls intothe ropes where Nogami runs in and hits a running dropkick to the face that sends Visage bouncing against 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. Visage tries to do the same but Berg is still slumped on the apron.

RJ: The beating Berg took earlier in the match has clearly drained him!

Visage looks up desperately, Yagurama drags him back and nails a big German suplex, bridging over into the cover.

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

Visage drives the shoulder up, Yagurama stands impatiently waiting for him to rise as Nogami and Berg begin to stir. Yagurama takes care of Berg by running in and big booting him off the apron. Nogami has got to the top rope, he nods at Yagurama. Visage stirs and falls into the path of Yagurama...

MW: Kunai Powerbomb!

RJ: NOGAMI SPLASH!

MW: It's over!

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

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

The crowd descend into boos as "Shook ones" rings out through the speakers, Nogami helps up Yagurama and the two embrace in a hug before being handed the tag team titles belt by the referee. They walk around the ring confidently, holding their titles aloft to the crowd who boo back angrily.

MW: Tremendous win for Dopant Zero up against one hell of a team in Project F.E.A.R

RJ: A superb display, after overcoming the initial Berg onslaught, that set them up to dominate the majority of the match.

MW: Visage tried to drag his team back into it but with Dopant Zero retaining a lot of energy, and Berg being unable to contribute, it was just too much for him to do.

Dopant Zero roll out of the ring victorious as Berg steps in, he helps up Visage who is beginning to stir. Visage looks up at the monster and shoves himself away, he shakes his head and begins shouting at Berg.

RJ: That loss hasn't done much to restore this team to it's former glories, tensions still very much there.

Berg glares back as Visage, who continues berating him. Berg walks towards him but Visage shoves him back, he then turns around and walks off. Berg stands staring for a moment as Visage reaches the ropes, but then lopes over. He grabs Visage by the shoulder and turns him around.

RJ: Berg's had enough of Visage's volley of abuse!

MW: He's just going to apologise, I'm sure of it!

Visage again shouts at Berg...and this time he grabs his tag partner by the throat. The eyes widen on Visage in shock as Berg then lifts him up and drills him into the mat with the ice-breaker!

RJ: Udo Berg finally snapped, he finally tired of taking the blame. And I for one, don't blame him for that!

*Jack Reynolds is stood backstage with Mike Hill...

Jack Reynolds: Ladies and Gentleman, I'm joined at this time by 6WF European Champion Mike Hill. Mike, thank you for joining us so close to your match.

Mike Hill: That's no problem Jack.

Jack Reynolds: So Mike, are you feeling the pressure ahead of this match? After all, if you lose, that title currently around your waist will be Cameron Faith's.

Mike Hill: Well now you put it like that Jack...no seriously, Mike Hill isn't feeling any pressure at all. Mike Hill has been in situations like this countless times before, big-match situations. Mike Hill has won nearly everything there is to win in 6WF, Mike Hill is a two-time world champion. Mike Hill doesn't feel pressure in a match against someone like Cameron Faith.

Unfortunately, it's a bit different for Cameron. You see unlike Mike Hill, he hasn't found himself in this place before. One good performance away from being a unified champion, this really is a big match. But Faith has never won a big match, Faith has never been in a big match. It's alright beating Clarke James or Tom Ree or Kenji Hidari, but Mike Hill is a whole different league to those guys.

Cameron, Mike Hill certainly hopes you've bought your A game tonight. Cos god knows you're going to need it when Mike Hill rises to the occasion, and proves once again why you will never quite be up to STANDARD!

Does that answer your question Jack?

Jack Reynolds: Yes Mike, very good, thank you...

Mike Hill: I think you mean very...GOD DAMN GOOD!

*Hill smiles and then nods at Reynolds, before walking off.

The Saint is shown walking towards the building, he stops and signs autographs for a few fans before shaking the hand of the security guard who begins escorting him towards the building....

Guard: All set for a big night, Boss?

The Saint looks at the guard and smiles...

TS: It’s the Gold Rush, it’s one of the biggest and best nights in the company, and I’m immensely proud to be the man who got to oversee it.

Guard: Well, I’m sure it’s going to go off without a hitch, here let me get that for you...

They approach the back door to the arena and the guard steps forward and opens the door to the arena where Kayleigh Reed is stood waiting...

KR: Good evening, Sir, welcome to the Sinan Erdem Arena....

The Saint chuckles....

TS: Thanks, Kayleigh, but you don’t need to call me ‘Sir’, I’m still The Saint.

KR: Good to know......Sir....

Kayleigh smiles at The Saint....

KR: So, can we get an exclusive before your match tonight? How does it feel stepping back into the ring for a World Title match over a year since your last appearance...

TS: Ah, Kayleigh, I’d love to stand here and focus on that, but I’ve still got a show to run, but don’t worry, I’ll be giving Max my full attention later on tonight...

KR: Can you give us any idea on who we could see returning during the Gold Rush?

The Saint smirks...

TS: Well, if I was to tell you that Miss Reed, it would spoil the surprise for the rest of the audience, wouldn’t it? But, let’s just say, nobody is going to go home disappointed.

KR: Thanks, and good luck tonight, Saint.

The Saint nods in acknowledgment and walks off up the corridor.

Cameron Faith is stood backstage wearing baggy jeans, boots, vest and Baseball Cap. He confidently stands and pats the Freeweight Championship before raising it above his head as a cacophony of boos erupts. Kayleigh Reed walks into shot...

KR: Ladies and Gentleman, my guest at this time, your 6WF Freeweight Champion, Cameron Faith!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Cameron goes to speak but is cut off by more boo’s from the crowd. He shakes his head in disgust....

CF: It’s polite to sit quietly when someone wants to speak, especially when that someone is greatness personified! I am the greatest Freeweight Champion of all time, the only person to unify the Freeweight and European Championships and your number one contender for the World Championship.

So why don’t you all SHUT THE FUCK up and listen to someone important!!!

Cameron smirks as the crowd start hurling abuse at him.....

CF: The best thing I ever did was stop associating with the likes of you, it took me months to get rid of the stench of failure, every day I had to remind myself that sure, I grew up on a council estate just like you all, but unlike each and every single one of you, I am winner.
No, I am more than that, I am a WRESTLING GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That’s why after tonight I will have achieved the unthinkable, I will walk out this stadium having unified two titles and be the number one contender to add the biggest one of them all. For those doubting me, are you the same people who doubted I would carry my Free-weight title for an entire year. Yet eleven months later and no one has come close to taking my title. Not even the great Mike Hill, 6WFs very own next big thing.

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

CF: Hill, I know you’re here listening so heed this warning, the time for your silly little games is over. It’s just you and me in a straight up fight and history has proven there will only ever be one winner.

6WF is about to enter a new age, one defined by greatness, one dominated by Faith.

Faith tosses the mic at Reed and smiles...

CF: Thanks for the introduction.

The crowd continue to boo as Faith walks out of shot and we head back to ringside

Match 2
Second Match of Best of 3 Series to Unify the European & Freeweight Titles
Mike Hill vs. Cameron Faith
Faith Leads 1-0

RJ: Up next, it's the first singles contest of the night!

MW: And one that I am very much looking forward to, it's a champion vs champion contest!

RJ: What a fantastic match-up this will be Michael. Freeweight champion Cameron Faith vs European Champion Mike Hill, the second in their best of three series.

MW: Faith is the man in command so far, having picked up a win over Hill at Redemption with a roll-up.

RJ: This puts all the pressure on Hill, but he's used to these big match situations. I'm sure he will cope with it.

‘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.

MW: You said it 'Arj, all the pressure on Hill. Can he cope?

RJ: I think so Michael, he's certainly had the better of Faith this month outside of the squared circle.

‘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: Faith is the future of this company, I'm sure of that RJ. But I think he needs a defining win, something to take him to the next level. This could be it.

RJ: Winning the series 2-0 would certainly be a serious statement to send out, and he's capable of it. But it's a different kind of pressure for Faith to Hill, he's the favourite for this match. Can he live with that tag?

Ding, Ding, Ding!

The bell rings to kick the match off, Faith goes in for the lock-up but Hill ducks underneath it. He then fires in punches at Faith, backing him into the corner. Hill hits a number of hard punches to Faith in the corner, before hitting some martial arts kicks, mainly to the head of Faith. Faith finally is able to push Hill away, but Hill then comes back in with even more strikes, before throwing Faith across the ring hard into the turnbuckle, before quickly following into Faith with a running boot to the corner, sending Faith crashing to the mat.

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

Hill then hits some hard stomps to the head of Faith, trying to wear down Faith as early as possible, before running across the ring, and on his return hitting a jumping knee drop across the head of Faith. Faith quickly begins to pull himself up to his feet, but Hill quickly then starts hitting some hard chops to the chest of Faith, before again hitting some hard punches to the head of Faith, then pushing him into the ropes.

Hill then whips Faith across the ring, and on Faith’s return, Hill jumps into the air and hits a Hill-a-can-rana to Faith, who falls next to the ropes. Hill then walks over to the ropes and then goes through them, so he is standing on the ring apron, before then using the top rope to flip into the ring and hits a leg drop across the head and chest of Faith, who is left floored on the mat. He covers.

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

RJ: Hill is starting hard and fast here!

MW: He's wrestling at his pace, that's the veteran instincts of Hill.

Mike Hill stands waiting for Faith to rise, he then runs in and connects with a dropkick to the side of the head of Faith. He falls into the corner, where Hill runs in and connects with a facewash kick. He staggers out of the corner, Hill hits an inverted atomic drop before running the ropes and nailing a spinning heel kick. Cover.

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

Faith again kicks out, Mike Hill stands over him for a moment before hitting his trademark standing shooting star press. He then allows Faith to his feet before attempting a belly to belly suplex, but Faith blocks and then gouges at the eye of Hill, forcing him to release.

RJ: Dirty tactics from Faith to get him back into this one!

Faith starts to hit a series of hard punches to the head and body of Hill, which rock him backwards. Faith then grabs Hill and whips him hard across the ring, and Hill hits the opposite turnbuckle hard and flips up onto the top turnbuckle, before rolling back down and getting hit by a hard clothesline from Faith, he covers.

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

Faith then lifts up Hill again and hits some hard right hands to Hill again, before a stiff knee to the gut, before grabbing Hill and flipping him back over his head with a gut-wrench suplex. Faith then lifts up Hill, hitting a jumping suplex to Hill, who is left clutching his mid-section in pain after the impact. Cover.

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

Faith then gets to his feet and starts hitting a series of repeated falling elbow drop to the mid-section of Hill, getting more and more vicious on each impact, as the referee looks on with concern. Finally Faith stops the assault and goes to the corner to try and shake away some of the cobwebs and wait for Hill to get to his feet. As Hill gets to his feet, Faith sprints in and hits a running knee to the head of Hill, sending him falling down to the corner of the ring, looking dazed, as Faith simply looks at him in an angered fashion.

Faith then sits Hill in the corner and tells Hill, “This is how it’s done”, before backing across the ring, then charging back in to hit a running knee to the face of Hill, who clutches his face in agony after the impact. Faith then drags Hill slightly away from the corner before climbing to the second rope and measuring Hill, Faith then dives off to hit a forearm drop to the face, then going into the cover.

MW: Faith really is going at Hill with a lot of force, and it doesn't like he has an answer.

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

Faith doesn’t seem to acknowledge the kick out at all, and merely starts to deliver hard punches to the floored Hill once again, attacking without remorse, as the referee is again forced to intervene. Faith then begrudgingly gets off of Hill and snarls at the referee, who looks intimidated by Faith, as Faith then waits away from Hill, allowing him to rise.

When the former world champion gets to his feet, Faith runs in and connects with a bulldog on The Next Big Thing. He stumbles up and Faith knocks him down with a spinning heel kick, a trademark move of Hill's.

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

RJ: The European Champion surely can't take too much more of this!

Faith then starts to pull Hill to his feet and then hits a couple of stiff knees to the face of Hill, before hooking Hill in a suplex position, then lifting him into the air and hitting a suplex. Faith though keeps hold of Hill and rotates his hips, before getting back to his feet and then hitting a second suplex, again keeping hold. Faith then gets up once again and hits a third and final suplex to Hill, before getting back to his feet and walking around the fallen body of Hill. He covers.

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

Faith beats at the canvas in frustration as Hill again kicks out! Faith then grabs Hill by the legs and looks to the corner, he drags Hill over. Faith falls back and flings Hill head first into the ring post, leaving Hill to dazedly walk out of the corner and straight into a Pele kick from Faith, causing Hill to crumble into the corner. Faith then picks Hill up and places him on the top turnbuckle, before climbing their himself, and grabbing Hill in a waist-lock. Faith then flips backwards and hits a top rope belly-to-belly suplex to Hill, before quickly going over for the cover.

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

RJ: What guts, what determination being shown by the great Mike Hill here, maybe Cameron could learn a thing or two from him.

MW: Hill maybe fighting it, but how wise is he to do that? Faith is just getting angrier and angrier.

RJ: Now he's getting in the face of the ref.

Faith is shown a two by the ref, he gets to his feet in disgust and begins berating him, backing the ref towards the corner. Faith manages to restrain himself before turning back to the grounded Hill where he merely starts to deliver hard punches to the floored Hill once again, attacking without remorse.

Faith continues driving punches into the skull of Hill as the crowd boo, the ref tries to drag Faith up but the Freeweight champion shoves the ref back firmly before going back on the attack against Hill, pummeling away at his head, Hill unable to defend himself.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

RJ: The bell is ringing for the disqualification!

MW: That doesn't matter RJ, Faith doesn't care, he's finally snapped and lost it, he can't be controlled.

RJ: The ref needs to get in there and sort this out, Hill can't defend himself. This is disgusting!

MW: Would you want to step in the way of Cameron Faith?!

Cameron Faith gets to his feet, where he then proceeds to stomp on Hill's head rather than punch at it. He then walks to the corner, he removes the turnbuckle covers from all three ropes. He drags Hill to the corner, he puts him in a front facelock, Faith stands on the 2nd rope and then DDT's Hill's head into the exposed steel of the top rope.

He slumps down onto the 2nd turnbuckle, Faith steps in and then proceeds to mercilessly drive the head of Hill down into the steel of that turnbuckle, which has crimson dripping from it such is the amount of blood pouring from the head of Hill.

Faith then rests Hill's head on the exposed bottom turnbuckle before stomping down on that repeatedly, aggressively, relentlessly with Hill completely incapable of defending himself from the attack. Eventually the referee forces Faith away from the corner, but only momentarily, as Faith frees himself and as one final act of violence, hits a vicious punt kick to the head of Hill.

The European Champion's head is rested against the ropes, his eyes shut as Faith stands over him, grinning.

RJ: I don't know what to say, I don't know how to put into words what Faith just did.

MW: He sent a message RJ.

RJ: Don't be damn ridiculous Michael, he might well have cost Hill his career tonight.

MW: And don't you think that might be what he wanted to do?

RJ: It might have been, but there was no need. Hill is out cold in that ring after a heinous, vicious, barbaric, brutal, uncalled for attack on him by someone who has completely lost their mind. Faith should be fired for that. It's a disgrace Michael, he's too dangerous to have roaming around here.

MW: That RJ, was box office.

*The scene opens up to an abandoned 6WF ring in the middle of the empty, silent and calm surroundings of the Sinan Erden Dome in Istanbul. The 22,500 capacity stadium is as quite as a mouse and you could hear a pin drop. The scene fades out into complete darkness again as Lorde's "Everybody want's to rule the world" [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] begins to play as a voiceover then begins to speak. Images of 6WF superstars, including, 6WF champion, Max Adamson, General manager the Saint, Austin Stevens and Cameron Faith begin to flicker into life, staring out into a golden light contemplating their dreams. The Voice over then speaks to the 6WF world.*

VO: Destiny... Destiny is described as the events that will necessarily happen to a particular person or thing in the future. It is also perceived as a hidden force or power believed to control what will happen in the future. This hidden force or power is simply known as fate. We all have a Destiny... from the moment we step onto this planet. It's ingrained in each and everyone of us as human beings.

VO: Only the most elite athletes on the planet get the chance to represent a company such as 6WF... years of training, years of preparations and years of sacrifice are made for nights like tonight. The years of ambition and drive all culminates in night's like tonight. Whether it be chasing a dream, reliving past glories or making a statement. On night's like this, the strongest survive. There is nowhere to run or hide.

*Images of Max Adamson being crowned champion, Austin Stevens winning his first Hardcore championship, The return of Nemesis and The Saint Rko'ing Max Adamson all roll across the screen for the audience to see. The scene from this back to a beam of Golden light staring directly into a large 6WF Flag, the music continues to roll as the voiceover carries on speaking.*

VO: Fate... the fate of a company. The fate of each and every superstar tonight will be for the world to see. The millions around the world will see the fates of each and every single superstar tonight. But not just the fate of these superstars is on the line... the fate of a company rests on the shoulders of the man who outlasts his biggest test. The battles of twenty fourteen have all led to this point... the final push until the war. For a man to stand amongst the wreckage and realise his fate.

*The scene once again changes to grainy moving image, some in slow motion showing the thrills of the Gold Rush Battle Royale. The moving images show superstars hanging on for dear life on the ropes, finishing moves, rapid eliminations and victors of past Gold Rush Battle Royals. The Voice over then speaks again.*

VO: For the fate of the victor of this battle of epic proportions will not only claim his rightful place amongst the stars in the Turkish skyline but represent this company on the grandest stage of them all... Born in Fire. For a chance at his ultimate redempton and the chance to live a dream. Realise a life long ambition and solidify himself as a true legend of 6WF. The fate of a company and the expectations will be the reward for his victory... his biggest victory for now. Wembley will be the final battle in this epic war.

VO: For only one man can realise his Destiny tonight... Only one man can stand on top of the world and proclaim that he is the man. Only one man can realise his fate in this city, Istanbul. His Victory will send shockwaves through the very world, shaking it's very crust. For this City in far Eastern Europe will be where new rivalries are formed and old scares re-opened... and for one man the chance of a lifetime. Who will wan't the world...

*The faces and names of all 6WF superstars are emphasised in a bright golden light, many of the stars striking poses and with a very focused demeanor. The VT then slowly comes to a close with the final superstar, Mr Kenty staring into the camera, a focused smile as he bows his head slowly. The music comes to a close with the last lyric "Rule the world" and the final VT image of a 6WF Flag flying in the night breeze, fireworks exploding all over the nightsky.*

*The scene then charges back into life as we return to the silent serenity of the Arena in Istanbul, the calm before the storm. The set of Destiny is already prepared, the seats are all ready for the capacity filled audience to descend into the arena and the commentary desks are setup with headphones and equipment. The camera pans wide, revealing the entire arena. Suddenly, the camera zooms in at the top of the arena, a figure has entered through one of the many doors. The camera reveals it to be a clean shaven, intense and focused Mr Kenty. He is wearing a pair of blue jeans, a black leather jacket and a grey casual shirt. He breathes deeply, soaking in the atmosphere. The camera focuses in on the former champion, cricking his neck he surveys his surroundings before softly and calmly speaking to the 6WF world and his legion of fans.*

Mr Kenty: For weeks now, I have heard from some quarters of the 6WF audience and social media that until I go through Crime Lord in this business today, then I have done nothing in my career so far. Crime Lord his entire career has come down to that very ring today and has made sure that on that night he is the last memory for the fans to remember of that night. Crime Lord buys into his thoughts that I eluded to early, that until you beat the top dog you will be always a step below Crime Lord.

Mr Kenty: It might be true, that Crime Lord in that ring can do what nobody else does, or what nobody else can dream of doing. Crime Lord can do it longer, Crime Lord can do it better... Crime Lord makes nights like Destiny one of his ultimate showcases where he excels and becomes that man who raises the bar higher and higher. His whole ideology is based on domination and that domination he believes in will drive him from Destiny into Born in Fire chasing his former glories. Crime Lord enters a 6WF ring with an intensity which he claims nobody else has. Crime Lord trains everyday with one goal in mind and that is to be the best in 6WF for ever. Fans have already said Mr Kenty is going to be bulldozed... Mr Kenty is going to suffer a defeat which he has never suffered before.

Mr Kenty: Crime Lord might like to say that I'm pretty good... he might say that I have heart. He will also probably say that I'm not the greatest fighter in the business but I will find a way to win at any cost, reaching deep down within my spirit to pull out a win out of nowhere. I have heard Crime Lord and his fans claim I have a scrape of the talent, Crime Lord holds. That I wouldn't and couldn't be able to even lace Crime Lord's boots. Crime Lord has fought some of the legends of this company... JJJohnson, The Saint, Cassius Zhi, River Ace, Logan Kincade and all they have fallen at one point or another. There is no doubt Crime Lord comes to this place each day with the intention to be the best. Crime Lord might like to think that his heart is black and that I will be in for the biggest beating of my life. And to that I say... I cannot wait. I cannot wait to prove Crime Lord wrong and I can't wait to prove the doubters wrong.

Mr Kenty: I have time and time again openly said I love this business. I also firmly believe that week after week the fans provide an atmosphere that cannot be matched and that money cannot come close to buying. But I like to think the once every now and then, This company provides moments that stand out. Moments that fathers will tell sons, mothers telling daughters, friends telling friends and peers telling peers. Every single fan that will enter this arena tonight will have a moment that they will not forget, forever etched in their minds. This company has had moments that have created a moment that lasts a life time and that will forever be in the echelons of this company.

Mr Kenty: I have been fired up for weeks and months for nights like these... and truth be told, Crime Lord has cracked me up. From sneak attacks, spiteful words and cruel actions, It has fired me up. And as much as Crime Lord is openly respected by me, I'm willing to flip over the tables and let the monster out. A moment tonight that every single fan may remember, won't be Crime Lord taking another victim. It will be the moment where Mr Kenty earns the respect of the critics. This moment will transcend time... no man can stop the advance of time, Crime Lord cannot do that. Crime Lord has had moments in this company that the 6WF world remembers, but tonight... this will be my moment over Crime Lord. This isn't just a match but a match of the ages... Crime Lord vs Mr Kenty. Man to man... creating a moment that nobody will ever forget in their lifetime.

Mr Kenty: Even with Crime Lord's history, it doesn't mean a damn thing. Look at him... The man walks around on his high horse claiming he is the measuring stick of this company. This is twenty fourteen... not twenty ten. Crime Lord may have the history, his huge fans on his side and the upper hand but until he beats me... Crime Lord hasn't done it all, yet. And that is the truth, Crime Lord cannot run away from... Crime Lord has never beaten me in a one on one environment nor have I. Tonight... we both prove who really is the better man in this clash of generations.

* Kenty takes a deep breath, shaking with intensity and excitement. Kenty then composes himself before speaking once more.*

Mr Kenty: Just over a year ago... I made one of my own moments. One of my greatest moments to date in this company. I remember the moment and day so vividly... the preparations. The words and the moment I realised a dream. When I eliminated Geoff Steel, surviving over forty five minutes I knew I had finally made it. The feeling... the adrenaline and the emotion I felt that night in Beijing I will never forget. The Gold Rush battle royale is a match that each superstar want's to win and have on his CV. I can luckily say, I have won the Gold Rush Battle Royale. But that is last year and in this business...your only as good as your last match.

Mr Kenty: The Gold rush battle royale is the biggest opportunity of the year... this is the match we train for. This is the match we spend hours training towards... hours sacrificed in the gym. Hours sacrificed running cold roads and unforgiving terrain. This is the match we all dream and aspire to win. The field this year is so talented... immensely talented you could say. The superstar that walks out of Istanbul as the winner of the gold rush... will have earnt it and have earnt his place as one of the greats. Anyone and I mean anyone can win it... From Rasta to Cassius Zhi... everyone has an equal opportunity of making it their night and their night alone.

Mr Kenty: In this History of this company... I cannot recall a man that has won back to back, battle royals. Tonight... I'm out to break that record. Tonight, I'm earning my spot back on the mountain against the champion whoever it maybe. I'm earning my rematch the hard way, because the only way I do my business is the hard way. Tonight, I'm making a statement... tonight, I'm determined to get myself out from the shadows and back into the limelight. I owe it to each and every fan who has supported me on my journey so far. I owe it to my family, I owe it to my friends and most importantly, myself. Mr Kenty will not let himself slip. I have come to Istanbul to climb a immovable wall and most importantly, placing the critics back into the shadows where they belong. Tonight... I'm re-writing my fate and I'm re-writing my Destiny.

*With that, Kenty stares intently into the camera, his lips now unmoving, his ice cold blue eyes staring into the camera. The intensity and desire of Mr Kenty is palpable to the world watching on their television sets as Kenty barely blinks. As in the VT, Kenty slowly smiles before bowing his head as the scene then slowly begins to fade away from the isolated and silent arena to the opening credits of the show itself a few hours later.*

The crowd in the 6WF Arena break out in to deafening boo's as “Defective Breed” begins to blast from the sound system and The Complete Package Austin Stevens walks out on stage with a scowl across his face, as Austin walks fans reign down more abuse at the former Hardcore Champion causing Austin's scowl to disappear. Austin pauses cupping his ear and motioning a conductors baton before placing a hand on his heart, fans begin to throw rubbish from the stands as Austin mouth's “THANK YOU” to them before reaching the ring and snatching a microphone before rolling in. Austin begins to pace the ring removing his hoody revealing a Logan Kincade t-shirt with the words 'Congratulations' spray painted across the front, the fans boo even more as Austin soaks in the hate with a smile across his face. After a few moments of abuse his music cuts out leaving just the sound of “YOU SUCK” chants before Austin raises the microphone to his lips, finally speaking.

“Holding a grudge is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die and although I was an angry fucking man after losing the hardcore title I've had a lot of time to think about my actions, the actions of those around me and what I am going to do next to sort out the issues I am currently having...but before that, I have a few people who I would like to address...You see over this past year in this company I have built up a little collection of grudges, one by one I began to hate every fucking cock sucker in the back and I was ready and willing to destroy each and everyone of them for no real reason, I lost why I came here and for that...I apologise to them all...NOW, don't get me wrong...if I'm put against them I'm still going to break their noses because it's what I do for a living...and for fun...BUT...I will no longer go after meaningless fucking people because I now have a higher calling...”

Austin nods his head and smiles as the fans continue to boo

“...At this week's Lockdown you saw me claim that I was done...I was done with the Kincade, I was done with the hardcore title and that I had something else in my sights...I had something more to fight for and I am here today to confirm that this is the absolute fucking truth...I took the hardcore division and I raised it from the fucking grave...I took it and I turned it in to something that people would tune in for and despite being done with it...losing that belt has taught me a lot of things and I am ready to apologise for my actions since my debut here in 6WF!”

The fans hush in to a confused silence as Austin paces around the ring, he puts on a look of sorrow before leaning against the turnbuckle and winking at the camera, as he begins to apologise the fans begin to boo once again as they hear just why...

“First off I would like to apologise to Lucas Takeo, I came in to this company and I took away the spotlight of you being fired for being a useless cunt...what should have been a farewell to you became excitement because I had arrived...last week, I said some things that people apparently complained about...apparently saying you should have been smothered as a child isn't the sort of thing that should be said and while I still think it, I guess I apologise...the thing I'm really sorry for though is blaming you for losing MY hardcore title because in the grand scheme of things you've allowed me to see the bigger picture...I also know that it's not your fault that you're a worthless, useless, untalented prick so I should be able to come to terms with the fact that you were always going to be the reason I lost that belt...next up, I'd like to apologise to Logan Kincade...the new hardcore champion...the man who claims that he was always the champion and I was just keeping it warm...I'd like to apologise for claiming you 'stole' my title from me by pinning that cunt Takeo...I understand that you really needed that belt to validate your stalling career and if you came up against me one on one you'd never be able to even dream of being the hardcore champion...I forgive you Logan and you have my blessing to be hardcore champion because I know you'll do your best to make me proud..last of all though, I have the biggest apology for Blue Dragon...I want to apologise for making you look like such a little bitch in front of the world...I want to apologise for taking your career and ending it and leaving you without a way to make money...I want to say sorry for the fact that I probably should have realised just how retarded you were when you didn't listen to my warnings about how I'd do exactly what I did in that title match...”

A BD chant begins but is quickly stopped as Austin pauses to listen to it, he motions a violin and begins to laugh hysterically, theatrically slapping his leg and doubling over before continuing.

“...Now you idiots might be wondering just why I'm saying sorry to three guys who I could clearly set on fire and leave to burn to death and I'll tell you right now...the reason is because I know now that it's not their fault that I am no longer hardcore champion...it's not their fault that I had to break Blue Dragon in half and it's not their fault that Lucas Takeo was aloud back in this company despite the fact that nobody wants him...you see, I looked back at my actions and how far I went for that belt and I realised one thing and one thing only...there is only one person who can be blamed for what I did and it's the man who right now is showing his true fucking colours...it's The Saint! Now, you might be asking what the Saint did to make me set Fanatic on fire, you might be asking how Saint was involved in me ending Blue Dragon's career and you might be asking why Saint is the reason that I am HAPPY to not be the hardcore champion anymore and I'm shocked your fucking retards can't work it out for yourself...”

Austin's tone becomes serious as he talks about the Saint and his reign as hardcore champion

“...My reign as hardcore champion was overshadowed by The Saint...while I was trying my best to elevate it to be what hardcore SHOULD be about he was trying to turn it in to some pussy assed PG bullshit so that the kids didn't get offended...he was doing his very best job of toning down hardcore and making it TV friendly...he FORCED me to push the boundaries, he FORCED me to hurt people and he FORCED me to make sure that what he wanted could never EVER fucking happen because when you take away the edge that hardcore has...you may as well bury it and leave it to rot 6 feet fucking down! Now people might wonder how he was behind me ending Blue Dragon's career because on the surface he was telling us to calm down...he was telling us that the sponsors didn't want to see two men die on TV but despite the fact that he wanted us to play friendly he constantly put us together...he constantly pushed two people towards each other who claimed time and time again that they would KILL for the hardcore...he put two men together week after week who were ready to destroy each other and now he's shocked when one of them is left without a career? Is he fucking stupid?”

“Now...your last question is probably how come Saint is the reason I am happy to give up the hardcore title so that Logan Kincade can feel relevant again? The answer is simple really...you see The Saint didn't want me as hardcore champion...he saw me as scum and the only reason I was brought in was the fact that I am just TOO GOOD to ignore...he hated me from day one and I could see it in his fake fucking face any time he was looking at me...I'm not commercial...I don't play by the rules and I don't give a flying fuck about 6WF's sponsors...
...The Saint made it his mission to take my title away...he put me up against Blue Dragon but that wasn't enough...he then allowed idiots like Logan and Lucas to get involved in my matches but that didn't make me walk away so finally he books a title match on Lockdown where I don't even have to be pinned to lose my title...he allows Lucas Takeo in that match knowing that he has no chance and will be treated like the little bitch he is meaning that my title was good as gone...So now Saint has what he wants...he has a hardcore champion who's all talk but no action and he's even given himself a World Title shot...I honestly hope he wins!”

Once again the fans are confused causing Austin to shake his head in frustation

“I hope Saint goes in to Destiny and wins and it's not because I'm forgiving and forgetting because I'm not...The Saint is scum and I want to watch his hopes and dreams crumble but you see I do believe in eye for an eye...so what better way to teach that sanctimonious cunt a lesson? He takes my title...so I take his...You see, I want Saint to walk out of Destiny as the champion because after I win the Fight for the Right tournament I will become his shadow, I will be waiting around every fucking corner ready to make his life a living hell...To me Destiny is just a date I'm waiting to end...I have no interest in any of the matches and the idea of winning some battle royal and headlining the biggest show of the year? Fuck it...I have no interest in that either!”

Austin lowers the mic and mouths “FUCK DESTINY” to the camera before signing off.

“Now you might have more obvious questions but I am done spelling it out for you...I am done spoon feeding you my intentions and I urge you to open your fucking ears because Austin Stevens is about to become a loaded gun...When I walk in to that arena people already know that I could break them in two...they already know that I could happily end their careers and have a smile on my face while doing it...people see me and they know just how dangerous I fucking am...I am here to tell you that I am about to become this companies biggest nightmare!”

Austin lowers the mic for a second before speaking to The Saint one last time

“So good luck Sainty, walk in to Destiny and take that belt because I can't wait to see your dumb fucking face when you hear my music and realise that the walls are closing in on you!”

The camera cuts to a close up of Austin who's face has reverted to the sick scowl once again, he drops the mic before dropping down and rolling to the outside. As Austin is walking out the fans continue their abuse with some fans even spitting at the former hardcore champion...one fan reaches out and slaps Austin causing Austin to stop and pause for a few moments before smiling and controlling himself...Austin laughs before offering out a handshake to the shock of the fan in quesiton...he hesitates for a few seconds before going to shake Austin's hand.
The boo's get even louder as Austin pulls his hand away quickly landing a hard slap across the fans face causing him to fall to the ground. Austin laughs once again before heading up the ramp....

RJ: I see Austin is doing his best to connect with the fans....
MW: What did you expect!?

DUE TO THE GRAPHIC NATURE OF THIS PROGRAMME, VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED!

MW: He's here!!

RJ: Oh my!!

‘Edgecrusher explodes out of the speakers as pyros in red and white explode up and down the ramp as Logan Kincade's intro video plays on the tron and the fans in a mixture of cheering and booing almost drown out the music.

Suddenly after the music has played for almost a minute Logan Kincade appears out the smoke of the pyros with a smirk from ear to ear, his Hardcore Title gripped tightly in his right hand.

He stops at the top of the ramp and pauses, staring at Austin Stevens...

MW: Logan Kincade ladies and gents! Looking better than ever!

RJ: I must say Logan certainly looks to be fighting fit today. That Hardcore title really does mean the world to him...

The crowd cheer for Logan who shakes his head....

LK: Hahahahaa... shut up you fuckwhits cheering, I am not a changed man, I don't give two shits if you like me now because I got rid of this fuckin clown, which brings me to the first order of business and the reason I came out here.. I heard your little rant, and good lord you like to rant... I see you apologizing and I think to myself... here's a guy, who came into the 6WF proclaiming not to care, FUCK PG! fuck the system, I do things my way, my way or the highway blah fuckin blah blah blah... and then he wins the Harcore title. I say wins, I mean he entered the division when the man who personified it wasn't there... and picked up a belt, put it round his waist and proclaimed himself the champ!

RJ: That's hardly fair..

MW: It's hardly inaccurate Arj!

LK: No this is a guy who acts like he is the man, who gave up this title because he is "over it" he is "past it" "beyond it" "moving on the bigger and better things" bitch please, don't insult these fuckers intelligence. Well... what little intelligence they have

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOO

LK: Hahahahahaha well the fact is Austin, You aren't good enough to win the World title, I was, in fact I was so good the whole company did their utmost to take it away from me, even the people on my side went out of their way to strip me of it and why was this? Was it because I wasn't good enough? Not likely. Was it because I didn't deserve to be champion? Definitely not. So what was it?

well, I'll tell you, it was because they feared me. They still do. See unlike you Austin. I don't make bold claims. I don't threaten. I just explain before hand, what I will do to people to give them a sporting chance to prepare or to forfeit and save themselves the beating. See I am not a bad guy. I am a purveyor of fairness. I give people a fair chance.

Unfortunately people like the Saint.... like McGraw... they have their hand picked ....haha "superstars" whom they deem fit for purpose. The poster boys of this company who sell a certain image. And these people are handed everything on a silver platter.

Austin begins yawning and looking round at the crowd...

LK: Now... as you all should be used to. I promised I would recapture my hardcore title, and as with everything I promise, I made good on that promise now.... I will make you all a new promise. Austin, you might want to listen to this because it concerns you....

Logan stares straight at Austin who turns to face Logan...

LK: I promise you right now, that I will go out of my way, I will put my life in danger, I will pull out all the stops I will give EVERYTHING... to stop you ever winning the world title....

*Crowd Pop*

LK: And do you know why, Austin? It’s because......I can. And I’m going to start tonight, by making sure you don’t come anywhere near close to winning the Gold Rush. I’ll see you out there, Mr Stevens...

Kincade smiles and raises his title in the air before walking off the stage to a mixture of cheers and boo’s from the fans.

RJ: Well, there you have it folks, Logan Kincade making a huge statement of intent!

MW: Something tells me when these two collide later all hell is going to break loose!

Stevens stands on the ramp looking round the arena as we head backstage.

A figure is shown backstage, a plume of smoke waves it’s way up a set of legs in the picture. A flicker of ash falls down by the figures side as the camera moves up,. It begins to move out as the familiar site of Crime Lord fills the screen. He drops a cigar butt down to the floor and treads it out before looking down the camera....

CL: Destiny....funny word. People often seem to confuse this with Fate.

If I put the two in comparison, you see, it was my destiny to be the greatest 6WF superstar in the history of this company. It was always something I was going to do. And time and time again I’ve come up against the so called best this company has to offer. Fate? Fate was everyones favourite poster boy, Mr. Kenty, crossing my path.

I’ve seen a lot of crowd pleasers in my time. I’ve seen the greatest showman hold the crowd in the palm of their hands and leave them hanging on their every word. The Hero’s, the JJ Johnson’s, the Abercorns, even The Saint falls into that category. And they backed it up. They went out and they did their business. They stepped up. Every night. 365. 24/7. And yet, it almost sickens me to see those names banded around alongside and pretender like Mr. Kenty.

See, those men, they weren’t pandering to their flock. They were sticking their nose so far up the peoples ass they couldn’t tell if they were smelling shit or syphilis. They weren’t spouting the same monotonous candy striper BS that the so called peoples champ, Mr. Kenty does week in and week out.

If he’s not on my screen, making me nauseas with his cutesy stories, his fan interaction or how he’s overcome adversity, he’s sticking his nose into everyone elses business. He’s not the hero 6WF needs, he’s not the man for all seasons of the saviour we all need to look to. He’s the tat on the merchandise table. He’s the leech on skin of this company. Sucking the bad blood out of the company.

People will say, where’s the issue with that? But let me tell you, EVERY company needs bad blood. It needs it’s bad apples, it’s axis of evil, it’s despicable characters, it’s hated factions. What it doesn’t need is a superhero who doesn’t know when to take a hike on the horse he rode in on. That’s why I’m making you MY business, Kenty. I’m going to show the fans, and more importantly YOU that deep down inside you’re just like everyone else. You’ve got a bad side, a twisted side. You’ve got that evil streak, you’re just too scared of embracing it. I’m going to help you embrace that hate, Kenty. I’m going to make you see that no matter how much they cheer for you, there’s always going to be someone else closer to their heart. You’re not one in a million, you’re the flavour of the month whose best before date expired so long ago your just a faded, scruffy black mark on an old bottle.

Like it or lump it, Kenty, you’re going to see just how ordinary you really are.

Match 3

RJ: It's now time for a real grudge match!

MW: I'm looking forward to this one a lot RJ. This is a match that could main event a Pay Per View, yet it's only our third match of the evening.

RJ: Two huge stars in 6WF, both men former Undisputed World Champions, fighting it out in the middle of that ring with nothing more than professional pride and respect on the line.

MW: And sometimes, those are the all the stakes you need for a great match-up. Neither man wants to lose this one RJ, I can guarantee you that.

The arena descends into pitch black as a lone spotlight shines on the top of the stage as “Turn up the trouble” roars out through the speakers and the crowd mostly cheer as Mr Kenty walks out. He strolls down the rampway tagging the fans hands, he then climbs to the top rope as the spotlights remain on him...

Mr Kenty: Ladies and Gentleman, I hail from Buckinghamshire, England and weigh in tonight at 230lbs...I am MR KENTYYY....KENTY!

RJ: I have to ask Michael, what do you make of the changing reaction that Kenty has been eliciting recently? It seemed to be a few minority voices at first, but it seems to be getting louder.

MW: I'm not sure RJ, I think it's just a few of those internet fans in the crowd who want to try and change things up. This isn't one of their little pretend wrestling things though, they can't change anything. Kenty is still getting big reaction, just not as big as before.

“Rain Wizard” hits and Crime Lord’s arrival onto the stage is greeted by a mixed reception from the Turkish crowd. Crime Lord stands at the top of the stage, he then storms down the ramp, leaping onto the ring apron and then stepping in through the middle rope.

RJ: This is one man who has always got a reaction from the crowd...but not like the ones he's been getting lately.

MW: You aren't still on this one are you RJ?!

RJ: Michael, they cheered Crime Lord laying out Mr Kenty. I think it's a bit more than a few dissenting voices from internet geeks.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

RJ: Spike DDT!

MW: This is very impressive from Mr Kenty. He is really taking the fight to Crime Lord and seems to have caught the Crime Lord by surprise.

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

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

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

RJ: Risk rewarded for Kenty!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

RJ: Now it is Crime Lord’s turn to show off some of his impressive offensive weapons.

MW: RJ, you aren't going to believe it, but I think these fans are cheering on the offence of Crime Lord.

RJ: I did tell you Michael. It seems like there might be a changing tide in 6WF!

Kenty fights up to his feet with the armbar hold still applied, only for Crime Lord to floor him with a huge clothesline. He makes the cover.

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

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

RJ: SPEAR!

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

Crime Lord stands over Mr Kenty waiting for him to rise, when he does so Crime Lord drives a boot into the gut. He then sets up for a powerbomb only for Kenty to counter with a hurracanrana! The majority of the crowd cheer as Kenty gets to his feet, but he pays more attention to the booing that is audible.

Kenty ducks another attempted clothesline from Crime Lord and then leaps into the air connecting with a back-cracker. Kenty hooks the leg.

MW: Superb counter wrestling from Mr Kenty!

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

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

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

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

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

MW: Kenty really taking it to Crimey here.

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

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

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

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

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

MW: MAFIA MOW DOWN!

RJ: That could do it!

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

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

MW: MIC CHECK! MIC CHECK!

RJ: That could be it! Kenty is going to the final!

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

MW: KICK OUT! CRIME LORD KICKS OUT!

RJ: What a show of resilience!

MW: And what a crowd reaction!

RJ: They cheered that, I don't believe what I'm hearing!

Mr Kenty looks up to the heavens in disbelief, and then at the fans with the same expression. He waits for the former world champion to rise. Crime Lord is slowly up to his feet, Kenty beckons him on and Crime Lord staggers forward, he goes for a punch that Kenty ducks. Kenty rolls Crime Lord up...

MW: Crimey rolls through it!

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

RJ: What power!

MW: LOCK N LOAD!

RJ: Surely he can’t win this?!

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

MW: He has won it RJ! Amazing stuff! Amazing!

RJ: What a match-up that was!

MW: Stunning match between two fantastic competitors.

RJ: However I can't help but feel the bigger story here will be what the fans are doing right now in this arena, and what you are hearing at home. The crowd are cheering Crime Lord's victory.

MW: I really don't know what's happening with this RJ, maybe Crime Lord is big in Turkey?

RJ: No Mike, it seems to have been happening more and more, even in Birmingham.

RJ: Lades and gentleman, we now have a special treat for you as Jack Reynolds is waiting backstage with the monster Nemesis... Lets hear what the big man has to say before his match at Destiny with Cassius Zhi...

MW: Good luck Jack, your going to need it...

*Camera cuts backstage and Nemesis is standing towering above a nervous looking Reynolds*

JR: Nemesis, not long now until you finally square of one on one with the monster Cassius Zhi.....

Nemesis: Let me stop you right there... The MONSTER Cassius Zhi?? Ive told you once and I will tell you again there is and only ever has been ONE monster in 6WF and that is me... Tonight when Nemesis steps into that ring with Cassius Zhi, you are not going to see a wrestling match... You are going to see a destruction!!!

Cassius Zhi has been swanning around 6WF thinking he is the biggest baddest son of a bitch in this business, well let me tell you this, Cassius Zhi does not put a patch on the monster Nemesis. Cassius Zhi is nothing, the only reason he became feared in this business is because of his army of zhilots, well there aint no amount of zhilots that will stop Nemesis from finishing Cassius Zhi one and for all at Destiny...

Cassius Zhi, at Destiiny, your destiny will be decided, and trust me it is not going to end well for you...

*Nemesis looks into the camera and gives a cut throat signal*

JR: Well i think i speak for everyone when i say we cant wait to see what unfolds between yourself and Cassius... Just one more thing before we finish up, 6WF Destiny sees a 30 man battle royale and the winner will be crowned number one contender for the 6WF championship at Born In Fire, can you confirm your participation in this match tonight and what do you make of your chances?

Nemesis: Once i dismantle Cassius Zhi, there will be 29 more superstars to go between me and my own destiny... Not only will Nemesis be part of the 30 man battle royale, Nemesis will be walking out of Destiny as number one contender for the 6WF championship and will once again be number one in this business when he walks into Born In Fire as number one contender and walks out of Born In Fire as 6WF champion,,,

*Nemesis smiles at Jack Reynolds before shoving him out of the way and walking out of shot, Reynolds shrugs his shoulder visibly relieved the interview is finished*

RJ: I dont know about you Michael but i cant wait for the rest of Destiny, its going to be awesome!

MW: For once RJ, I agree with you....

Clarke James is shown walking through the backstage area as Jack Reynolds runs towards him....

JR: Yo, Cee-J?

James stops and turns round as Reynolds catches up...

JR: How’s it going Cee-J?

CJ: Cee-J?, Jeez, Jackie boy, I didn’t think we were that close...

Reynolds looks awkward as James smirks...

JR: Sorry, Mr James, can you spare a few minutes?

CJ: Mr James? Going to both ends of the scale there aren’t you pal? Clarke is fine. What’s troubling you man?

JR: Well, I was looking to get your thoughts on tonight’s Gold Rush? It’s been a tough year for you, how do you rate your chances?

CJ: Chances? I’ve learned a few things in my time, Jack. One of those, is come Gold Rush, you’ve always got the same chance. It’s 1 in 30. Just like everyone else.

JR: There’s only 25 entrants this year?

James looks puzzled...

CJ: Really? On the poster it said 30?

JR: Lack of interest perhaps?

CJ: Are you serious? Lack of interest in the biggest and most exciting match of the year? I don’t believe it? Well you know what, more fool them. I love Destiny. I love everything about the Gold Rush, the unpredictability of the whole thing. Not knowing till the last second when you’re coming in, all the special guest returnees, what’s not to love?

JR: You seem pretty pumped for someone who doesn’t rate his chances?

CJ: Ever the optimist, Jack. I’ll do what I always do. I’ll go out there, give it my all and do what I came here to do. I don’t care how big, how small, how great or how green they are. This is the night when legends can be born, careers reignited, and the path to glory set out right in front of you...

JR: Tonight you’re more than likely to come across Tom Ree, a man you’ve shared a heated rivalry with. How do you plan on dealing with him?

James looks more serious at the question posed...

CJ: Ree? He’s on what I’d like to call a steep learning curve. See, tonight, anything goes. There’s nothing to stop me taking that briefcase of his and sticking it so far up his ass he’ll be coughing up paperwork for weeks. He’s going to get an education on what it takes to make it to the big leagues. See Tom Ree is about to see whose really top of the class, and whose staying behind for extra learning. I’ve bided my time, Jack. I’ve paid my dues, more so than anyone else in this company, and it’s time to cash it in, and get my shot.

I’m done hanging about, picking up scraps. I’ve carried people through this company. I’ve watched friends fall by the wayside putting their bodies and I’ve seen people who should be revered try and screw this company cause it didn’t roll out the red carpet every time they felt like picking up a paycheck.

Tonight is my time.

James nods and winks at Reynolds as Destiny heads to commercial.

The screen changes to a lowly lit room, a collection of small candles dotted around the floor as Cassius Zhi slowly moves into shot, flanked by two Zhilots...
Zhilot #1 : Time elapses so… relentlessly…

Zhilot #2 : What begins with every intention of being a mere hiatus, can so easily be dragged down with the quicksand of the hourglass into an aching absolute of absence….

The two Zhilots slowly pace a small piece of mat in front of Zhi, who seems to command their every word from deep within his piercingly vacant eyes.

Zhilot #1 : Yet what really is time?

He looks to the second Zhilot questionably, who turns his head to return his answer with strikingly symmetric actions.

Zhilot #2 : Merely a measurement of decay.

Zhilot #1 nods in agreement

Zhilot #1 : Indeed. And just as the sand in that hourglass diminishes with each and every second, minute, hour…

Zhilot #2 : …. Day… week….. month….

All Zhilots : YEAR….

Cassius smiles slyly...

Zhllot #1 : …. that passes, so too does the message of he who’s absence is being measured.

Zhilot #2 : That message…. DECAYS… over time!

Cassius clenches his fists in frustration, and all others repeat.

Zhilot #1 : But decay can be halted, even if not entirely reversed. And a message can be shared by many, rather than clung close to the chest of the few, so that it is never lost completely.

Zhilot #2 : So that it never DECAYS… completely!

The two Zhilots share an intense stare right into each other’s eyes before continuing.

Zhilot #1 : The messenger may go away but the message lives on, and the message is this 6WF…

Zhilot #2 : YOU ARE IN DECAY!

Zhilot #1 : 6WF IS IN DECAY!

Both : JUST AS CASSIUS ZHI WAS IN DECAY!

Cassius seethes and Zhilots begin to breathe intensely...

Zhilot #2 : But this decay was brought to a halt by what you see before you.

Zhilot #1 : Just as Nemesis will be brought to a halt by what you see before you!

For what better example of a message decaying over time than the message of Nemesis’ power? Do you really think you can just come back, after all this time, and convince us all that you are the same force that you always were?

All the Zhilots shake their head solemnly...

Zhilot #2 : No. Too much sand has passed through the twisted neck Nemesis, and at Destiny that sand will be pouring down YOUR twisted neck until you choke on the reality that you, like everyone else, has decayed. That too much time has passed and that you CAN NOT STOP IT NEMESIS….

Zhilot #1 : …NOT LIKE I CAN!

Both : Not like I HAVE!

Zhilot #1 : What you see before you is multiverse theory in action, Nemesis. Every decision that is taken, every possibility that exists, is covered by me.

Zhilot #2 : And the next big decision Nemesis, is whether I should afford you the gracious human dignity of that continued decay….

Zhilot #1 : … or whether I should stop that DEAD too!

The Zhilots all begin to laugh as suddenly a whole new batch step out behind Cassius, laughing too. The two main Zhilots stare down the camera lens, addressing Nemesis directly with twisted, maniacal grins.

Zhilot #1 : The sands of time are running out Nemesis. You cannot stop them… just like you cannot stop me! And at Destiny, those final grains in the glass are going to be those that fall upon your casket as they lower it into the ground!

RJ : By God!

Zhilot #2 : And before long….

Zhilot #1 : …before long becomes… too long once again….

They all bow their heads...

Cassius Zhi : The same fate will befall 6WF!

Match 4
Nemesis vs. Cassius Zhi

RJ: Next up is a huge match between two of 6WF’s biggest ever monsters. Nemesis, the original monster of 6WF versus Cassius Zhi perhaps 6WF’s greatest ever and one of the most psychological competitors wrestling has ever seen.

MW: That’s right, both of these recently returned to much fanfare but while Cassius Zhi is perhaps at his most dangerous, Nemesis has lost his edge by allowing himself to be distracted by these fans.

RJ: Come on, that’s not true at all. Both of these are working at a very high level and whether the fans like or hate them makes no difference to their wrestling.

‘They Say’ blasts out of the speakers and the crowd boo loudly, the lights dim to a very low level and a red spotlight shines on the stage. Zhilots start pouring out from behind the curtain, heads down, wearing the orange pants that Cassius Zhi made famous.

RJ: There is those damn Zhilots, it seems wherever Cassius goes, they follow.

MW: It’s his insurance, sensible.

Cassius Zhi then steps out and the crowd erupt into boos. He twitches his head from side to side taking in the atmosphere before walking down the red spotlight following him all the way, the Zhilots barely visible in the darkness beside him but they are definitely following. The Zhilots stop, forming a formation on the two sides of the ring, leaving the ramp and announcing table sides clear.

RJ: Cassius Zhi is a fine competitor and shouldn’t really need outside help, it’s a shame he has started to show disrespect to this company in this way.

MW: RJ, what the hell are you talking about, Cassius Zhi just had time to think about things. These Zhilots are the best idea he has ever had.

‘Epilouge’ booms out around the arena and pyrotechnics blast from off of the stage the crowd giving a big cheer as the huge frame of Nemesis steps out. He strides down the ramp, he nods at the fans on the side for a moment but is attention is focused on Cassius Zhi in the ring. As he gets closer to the ring, the Zhilots seem to float towards him. Nemesis’ body tenses, ready for a fight before he realises they have stopped.

RJ: That is going to add a whole other dimension to this match, Nemesis has got to watch his back constantly for those Zhilots. If they think Cassius is in trouble, they WILL interfere.

MW: Exactly. Smart tactics, glad you’re following now RJ.

RJ: Not exactly what I meant, but okay.

Nemesis steps over the top rope into the ring and he and Cassius move forward, squaring up. The referee has to step in and push them apart as the crowd’s reaction reaches fever pitch.

RJ: The cliché is true, the atmosphere really does feel electric right now.

The bell rings to a huge cheer and Cassius Zhi immediately drives his shoulder into Nemesis’ knee taking the bigger man down.

MW: Intelligent tactics, Nemesis is one of the hardest men to take down to the ground, something he often uses to his advantage.

Cassius makes the most of it, tucking his arm underneath Nemesis’, twisting it unnaturally before head-butting Nemesis. He twists the arm even more and then uses his free arm to slap Nemesis around the face. Cassius roles over a full 360 on the mat, putting Nemesis under new kinds of pressure. He stands up, without breaking the hold, bringing Nemesis to his knees before letting go of his arm and then hitting him with a kick which cracks against Nemesis chest and echoes throughout the arena.

RJ: That is going to leave a mark!

Cassius puts Nemesis, still on his knees, in a headlock before hitting a DDT. Nemesis head smacks off of the mat. Cassius stretches Nemesis’ arm out and then stomps on the upper arm, and then kicks the armpit. Cassius Zhi drops an elbow on Nemesis’ chest before finally grabbing him by the shoulders and lifting him up. Nemesis stands a bit groggy in the centre of the ring and is hit with three really hard chops before being whipped into the ropes. He bounces and then runs back.

RJ: Big Boot!

MW: Telegraphed….SUPERKICK!

As Nemesis runs back he goes for the big boot but Cassius Zhi sees it coming, ducks underneath it and then hits Nemesis with a big superkick as he runs back.

1.......2kick out!

RJ: Cassius Zhi has absolutely dominated these opening minutes, Nemesis has not had a moment’s breath.

Cassius is on his knees, a small twitching grin on his face, he rocks back and forth, his arms and chest tensed to the point where every muscle and vein is bursting from beneath his skin. His head twitches from side to the side, the crowd are booing loudly.

RJ: Can you hear the crowd? They’re chanting….NEMESIS GONNA KILL YOU!

MW: How disrespectful! That’s Cassius’ chant.

Cassius shakes his head and all the Zhilots on the outside are now turned to the crowd, looking at them angrily. They twitch their head in unison. In the ring Cassius Zhi drops a knee into Nemesis’ ribcage and then rolls him over before grabbing his arms and putting him in the Camel Clutch.

RJ: Cassius Zhi knows how to hurt people better than anything else, the training he underwent was extreme.

Nemesis is struggling in the submission and clearly wasn’t expecting such a quick start from Cassius Zhi. He has no arm free to reach for the ropes and his face is red with pain and frustration. The crowd are trying to encourage him.

MW: I really think Cassius might have him here, Nemesis looks like he will either tap out or pass out.

The crowd continue to shout and cheer for Nemesis but the big monster definitely looks ready to give up, Cassius screams as he pulls Nemesis head back further, increasing the pressure. Nemesis’ neck looks like it could snap.

RJ: It’s getting to the point where you want Nemesis to tap out for the sake of his own health.

Suddenly Nemesis’ eyes widen up and he pulls energy out of somewhere, and manages to get to one knee and then use that to push himself to his feet.

Crowd: YEAAAAHHHHHH!!

Cassius Zhi is still hanging on his face from behind even though Nemesis is on his feet now, Nemesis literally throws him off. Cassius is quick to get back to his feet but walks straight into Nemesis.

RJ: CHOKESLAM!

MW: WHAT?! NO!

1………….2…………..

KICK OUT!

RJ: That was so close!

MW: It would have been totally undeserved though.

RJ: This isn’t a dance contest Michael, it’s not how pretty it is. Nemesis had the intelligence to hit Cassius with such a big move.

Cassius is holding his neck and rolling on the mat, raising his back in pain. He rolls out of the ring and the Zhilots swarm around him. They raise him to his feet and are all whispering in his ear. They finish by all saying in unison, ‘WE ARE CASSIUS ZHI’. This seems to energise Cassius Zhi who slides back into the ring with Nemesis who looks ready for a fight.

Cassius charges at Nemesis who charges right back and they smash together to an almighty bang, Nemesis as the bigger man gains the advantage straight away and manages to wrap his arm around Cassius’ mid-section and then hits a gut-wrench suplex. He walks over to Cassius, lifts him up again and hits a vertical suplex. Finally he goes for the pin.

1…….2.kick out!

MW: Definitely not enough.

Cassius Zhi struggles to his feet, Nemesis walks over to him, ready to restart the onslaught but Cassius Zhi pushes Nemesis back and he falls straight into the referee taking him out.

RJ: Oh no! The referee is out, the referee is out of action.

Cassius Zhi is sat, cross-legged laughing as Nemesis sees what he has done. The Zhilots start getting closer to the ring and slide in altogether.

RJ: There must be 20 of those damn Zhilots.

They all crowd around Nemesis who stands up but is immediately attacked, they are beating down with kicks and punches and slaps.

RJ: This is absolutely disgusting, Cassius Zhi has destroyed his legend by allowing his dirty work to be done by these mindless drones.

MW: Cassius Zhi has not changed, he has adapted, he is willing to have this edge if it means winning!

The crowd are booing loudly, the referee is only just starting to regain any form of composure.

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

The crowd erupt as one of the Zhilots is catapulted into the sky and out of the ring, his body landed and crashing onto the steps on the outside of the ring. Cassius’ head twitches and suddenly another Zhilots goes flying across the ring.

Crowd: NEM-E-SIS! NEM-E-SIS! NEM-E-SIS!

Nemesis suddenly bursts from the crowd, his fists flying, he takes out two more with big uppercuts and then throws another out of the ring. Nemesis is fighting him off and they suddenly slide out of the ring and he turns around, the referee has finally regained and his composure and….

RJ: DRAGON FURY!

1……………..2……………….3kick out!

The crowd erupt into huge cheers as Nemesis manages to kick out of the viscous roundhouse kick. Cassius Zhi sits on the ground, his hand rubbing the top of his bald head. He can’t believe that Nemesis has kicked out. The Zhilots are recovering on the outside. Nemesis rolls over to the side and starts using the ropes to get back to his feet.

RJ: What does Cassius Zhi have left in the locker to put down the big man?

MW: That?!

RJ: SHOCKWAVE! It’s over.

MW: Wait? Why is the referee not pinning?

The referee is busy looking out of the ring telling the Zhilots to the leave the area, it’s clear he knows something happened when he was out of action because of the number of Zhilots struggling on the outside. He tells them all to leave, meanwhile missing Cassius Zhi pin attempt!

RJ: The Zhilots come back to bite Cassius Zhi!

Cassius Zhi stops pinning Nemesis and grabs the referee, he is screaming at him in Mandarin, then suddenly switches to his perfect English.

CZ: Count the damn pin you scum!

Cassius doesn’t even have chance to turn around as Nemesis rolls him up.

1……….2……..kick out!

RJ: Cassius was nearly caught out then.

Nemesis manages to groggily get to his feet and Cassius Zhi jumps at him angrily but is caught with a huge clothesline which flips Cassius Zhi over, he lands face first into the mat. Nemesis moves to the corner and uses it to lift himself up, pulling himself up using the ropes.

MW: This match has taken a lot out of both men.

Cassius Zhi groggily starts to get to his feet and stumbles right into Nemesis’ hand which grabs around his throat.

RJ: CHOKESLAM!

MW: REVERSED, BACKSTABBER!

Nemesis goes for the chokeslam but Cassius Zhi manages to stop it and then turn Nemesis around and drive his knees into his back. He then hooks the leg.

1………2……..kick out!

Cassius Zhi can’t believe it, that Nemesis has kicked out again. He shakes his grogginess off and then starts climbing to the top rope.

RJ: It looks like Cassius is going to go for the Frog Splash, he has finished off many people with this move.

MW: FROG SPLASH!

RJ: Caught! CHOKESLAM!

Cassius is caught in mid-air by Nemesis who gets back to his feet with remarkable speed. He is caught by the throat, taking all the air out of his body and then slammed down on the mat.

1…………….2……………3!

DING! DING! DING!

A: The winner of this match, by pinfall……………………..NEMESIS!

The crowd cheer loudly as Nemesis sits in the ring as his name is read out. He manages to get back to his feet, his arm raised by the referee. He looks back at Cassius Zhi in the ring who is basically not moving, save for his shallow breath. Nemesis steps out of the ring and makes his way up the ramp.

RJ: Cassius Zhi threw everything he had at Nemesis but the 6WF Legend showed exactly why he is held in such high regard around here by still winning this match.

MW: On another day though it could have been totally different, Nemesis was just working at a superhuman level tonight.

The camera goes backstage where The Saint is shown, standing tall, his trademark aviators pulled down over his eyes. His pristine white shirt glistens under the lights as he lifts up his glasses, placing them through his shirt buttons, he stares into the camera, focused....

The Saint: One of the biggest honours of my career, 6WF, was Danny McGraw summoning me to his sickbed, shortly after he'd been taken ill. I arrived at that hospital and saw a man clinging to life, a man who'd wronged me in the past. A man who'd driven me to some of the darkest moments of my career, but this was a different Danny McGraw. He was at peace with his inner malice, he was just grateful to be alive, he was a fighter, who had shown insurmountable courage to still be in this world. He may have been weak, frail but I've never seen a stronger man in my life!

And he looked to me, deep into the eyes, right where the message could be felt and he quietly said: "You're the man 6WF needs, Saint. You're the one I need to keep things going." How could I turn down a man who'd just defied death? I knew if I took on the role of General Manager with the same zest and strength Danny McGraw showed, I'd do a damn good job. And I have, haven't I?! I've had a hell of a lot to deal with, The Zhi-lots, Nemesis' return, the fallout from Re-Genesis. Things have rarely been smooth but we're still here, we're still fighting, 6WF lives on!!

*Crowd Pop*

The Saint: Every decision I've made, every calculated risk I've taken, it's been with the intention of putting on the best possible product I can. I knew I wasn't going to be Mr. Popular, I knew people would question my intentions, that's a given. But ladies and gents, there comes a point where you just can't take the hostility anymore.

I'm ashamed to say it, but Max Adamson pushed me to breaking point...

See, our esteemed 'champion' from day one has prodded and poked. He's fired off barbs about how I run my show, saying that I have a vendetta. And you see, I took that in my stride, took it on the chin because as I said, that's just par for this course. But when you tell a man that lives and breathes this company, Max, that he's killing it, that's when you crossed the line. That's when you got my attention, got me reconsidering my stance on the whole 'retirement'. I was tempted before that Gore to look you in the eye, man to man and tell you that I'm taking your World Title for the good of this company.

But of course you then went and sealed your fate. As soon as you went through me with that Gore. I was set, I was made up. An eye for an eye, as our foul mouthed friend Austin says.

See, it's been over a year and a half since the darkest night of my life. The night where despite the performance of my career, I wasn't good enough. I had to walk out of this arena in front of my friends, family in tears because I wasn't good enough.

Tonight, Max Adamson, I draw the line under that night. I return better, stronger! You're in the form of your life but you receive the biggest test of your career so far! Because I've been cooking, watching people not fit enough wipe my ass headline this company and it's killed me, it's physically pained me to have to tolerate. Well no more! You were damn right, Max, the ego has landed and this ego is taking your World Title!

I'm the true benchmark of how far you've come Adamson, you might be The Thunder from Down Under, The Incredible Hunk, whatever else you call your penis, but one thing you've never been, is good enough! You've never been good enough to be in my league and Destiny is your chance to prove me, these people and even your innermost doubts wrong!

Do you have what it takes? I doubt it...

The Saint is suddenly cut off as Max Adamson walks into shot, the 6WF Undisputed Title sat on his shoulder, flanked by Angel he smirks at The Saint...

Max: It bugs me Saint. But not in the way you intended to bug me. It bugs me that you feel you have to come out here and justify your actions, that you feel you need to stand here and blame me for "dragging" you out of your retirement and into an Undisputed World Championship match at the Destiny pay per view. Isn't it convenient I didn't push you to breaking point forcing you into a non-title match on Lockdown? Isn't it convenient that the man you swore would never become Champion while you were in charge now has to defend that title against you? These people might be stupid enough, gullible enough to believe every word coming from your mouth Saint, but I can see through you.

"Oh poor Saint, being verbally attacked by Max Adamson over The Saint's own failings, pushed to breaking point where Saint has no option but to abuse his power and give himself a World Title match ahead of about half a dozen active wrestlers who warrant the shot ahead of him"

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Max: You said it yourself. People that apparently aren't fit to wipe your arse are headlining 6WF while you had to take a back seat. Let me tell all of you what this is really about. This isn't The Saint being pushed to the limit by Max Adamson. Far from it. If any of you believe that then you're all stupider than you look. Here's how this has "gone down" as you youngsters might say.

Adamson clears his throat and stares at Saint...

Max: Saint said Max wouldn't be World Champion. Saint declares Max's World Championship Time Attack win null and void. Saint fails to prevent Cassius Zhi and the Zhilots savagely attacking Max days before a World Championship match. Max overcomes the odds and WINS the World Championship. Saint forces Max to defend against Crime Lord ASAP. Max wins that match. Saint decides to put himself in a match against Max for the World Championship.

Adamson continues staring a hole into The Saint...

Max: That does not sound like someone being pushed to breaking point. That sounds like an egomaniac, powermad GM, with a personal vendetta against one of his wrestlers, desperate for one last shot at the top, who doesn't even have the balls to admit that he is abusing his power! You wont even admit there was a vendetta, yet all the evidence stacks up Saint, the actions, your actions over the last three months strongly enforces the opinion that you have a vendetta, and handing yourself a one on one World Championship match just like that, something I had to work towards for several months, is more absolute proof that you are abusing your power. I'm not fit to wipe your arse apparently, but these are the lengths you've had to go to just to try and stop me. So this is how it is huh. Max Adamson versus The Saint is actually happening. If that's how you want to play it, fine.

Adamson looks intense as he continues..

Max: Apparently you are my biggest challenge, the biggest test of my career to date. A guy who hasn't wrestled in close to two years. A guy who I've personally disliked for over six years. You might have won the Grand Slam, but I'm not a million miles away from that myself. Just for the record, I am or have held the 6WF World Championship, TAW World Championship, European, Freeweight and Tag Team Championships. I am in the peak of my career. I have in the last 12 months defeated one of the toughest Champions in 6WF history in Mr Kenty, a future hall of famer in Crime Lord, and I retired TGA on the grandest stage of them all. If you think I'm scared you facing The Saint, you're wrong. I thrive on this pressure. I thrive on having to defeat you Saint. I've already overcome every obstacle you've thrown in my path in the last few months and frankly I have been aching for the opportunity to beat the crap out of you.

Adamson smirks again as more booing is heard...

Max: The question is not, "do I have what it takes to beat The Saint?". The question is, "does The Saint have what it takes to survive Max Adamson?"

Max smiles at The Saint before turning to walk off as The Saint stands watching him leave.

The big screen crackles into life and it shows falling pieces of gold. With a half a second or so delay there is clanking as they hit the surface. The camera pans out and it slowly becomes clear that their is a hand pouring a load of gold slowly onto the floor. The camera continues to pan out and as the gold finally empties we are left with a full picture of Tom Ree.

"Gold, my dear pupils is one of the most sought after metals known to man."

With a small smirk he turns around and heads back toward the front of the classroom.

"But first I, Tom Ree would like to invite you to my next lecture. Yes, you. The teacher is speaking and you just cannot afford to miss the words I am speaking. Bring your notepad and as much intelligence as you can muster. You can prosper. You will improve"

The camera has once again panned out to show the whole room and he is standing behind and a whiteboard. On the whiteboard in blue ink it says gold rush in big blue letters.

MW: "Tom Ree is a taking part in the gold rush tonight, but first we will have another of his lectures."

RJ: "That is a way to drain excitement out of the evening. The teacher experienced a disheartening loss last week when he went down to Ethan Knight."

MW: "His mind was elsewhere. A man with so many thoughts in his brain is bound to be slightly preoccupied at times."

"Welcome, today to lesson 13. How time flies when having fun. I am sure you are all more intelligent than when this process begun. Today is a lesson in history. Because tonight I enter the Gold Rush and to most of you, your knowledge of the Gold Rush is all based on this company. You know that Mr Kenty has won it, you know that Cassius Zhi has won it, you know that JJ Johnson has won it. But what you do not is the historical significance of that term, the gold rush.

The gold rushes were huge for society. Without them everything would be different. A gold rush changes the way things were irrevocably. Whatever happens this weekend at least one career will be changed. Because this can make your name. Make a career. It is a metaphor that I am sure will go somewhat over the head of the majority of you. Someone somewhere with a bit of a brain named this event and I could not find it any more apt.

A gold rush sees fervent migration of people to an area that has had a dramatic discovery of gold deposits in search of a fortune. If it was your lucky day you could earn the ultimate prize, a lifetime of riches.

This Sunday, 30 superstars will fly to Turkey upon hearing of the potential opportunity that has offered itself. If it's your lucky night you will land yourself a contract offering you a shot at the ultimate prize, the 6wf championship.

The wealth did not just go to one person though. One person could conceivably earn a life changing amount but with the low barriers to entry, many people benefitted from the gold.

Although the ultimate prize of the gold rush is the world title shot, there is more than one benefactor. Names will be made, reputations forged. Impressing here can be the kick-start necessary to succeed.

People would find themselves emigrating to new cities in order to find a fortune. Not shackled by local links and protocol these people would bring new ideas and culture shifts.

People who have never seen us will watch the Gold Rush and becomes fans. Not shackled by past victories clouding their judgement they will adopt the new school. They will understand I am the future of this company.

Tonight is my first Gold Rush. But that does not mean my name will not be the one you read about in your papers tomorrow. The numbers are not in my favour. I have a one in thirty chance but History tells us someone will have that little bit of luck that sets them up for the future. It may not be me who wins the ultimate prize but believe me my reputation will be enchanted. You will see my emergence as a threat to the roster. You will understand why they rave about me. You will witness the personification of excellence. You will believe. You will learn. Class dismissed."

The screen flickers to black as we head to commercial.

Main Event 1
6WF Undisputed Title
Max Adamson (C) w/ Angel vs. The Saint

RJ: Welcome back to Destiny, and what a show it has been so far here in Istanbul.

MW: And up next we have the first of our two Main Events scheduled for this evening, and what a match it is.

RJ: 6WF General Manager The Saint makes his return to in-ring action over a year since he last wrestled a match.

MW: And he's going straight to the top, as he squares off against Max Adamson, the 6WF undisputed champion...with the title on the line!

RJ: It's been a war of words between these two men for months, but now, things are going to get physical. And I can't wait!

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…

He hails from Manchester, England and weighs in at 270lbs...he is the GENERAL MANAGER of 6WF...THE SAINTTTTT!

"Monster" blares out through the speakers and the crowd go absolutely wild as The Saint walks out onto the ramp through sparks going off around the stage, He then raises his arms in the air which sets off a huge display of pyrotechnics as he purposefully walks down to the ring. He climbs up the steel steps and then enters the ring through the middle rope. He bounces off the ropes a couple of times as he awaits the arrival of Max.

RJ: For months, Max Adamson has goaded The Saint, he's just made his life as general manager a living hell. And The Saint has finally had enough.

MW: This isn't the situation Saint should be in. He is the General Manager now, not a wrestler. He can't go around awarding himself a world title shot just cos he doesn't like Max Adamson.

RJ: Well that's exactly what he has done Michael.

Mike Bird: And now... He hails from Perth, Australia and weighs in at 296lbs...accompanied to the ring by The Angel...he is the REIGNING AND DEFENDING UNDISPUTED 6WF HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD... MAXXX ADDAMMSSONNN!

"Lonely boy" blares out through the speakers and the crowd continue booing as Max Adamson strides out, the two title belts resting on either of his shoulders. He is closely followed by the masked figure of The Angel, who strolls behind Max as he swaggers down the ramp to the ring. He rolls in and holds the title belts up.

MW: Max Adamson has already made one successful defence of his title, and I am backing him to do the same tonight.

RJ: He only defended the title because of assistance from The Angel, who has proven to be quite the asset for Max Adamson, considering he is merely supposed to be a security guard.

MW: He protected his client RJ, that's exactly what security guards do!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Max and The Saint lock-up, and it's the Undisputed champion who takes charge, driving Saint back towards the ropes. He pushes Saint against the ropes for as long as possible until the referee steps in. Max takes a step back and beckons The Saint to bring it on with an arrogant smirk. The Saint lunges forward at Max, who ducks a wild clothesline from The Saint before locking in a sleeper hold.

The Saint rams Max into the corner, forcing him to release the sleeper hold. The Saint turns and runs at Max, who gets a boot up into the face. He then explodes out of the corner with a leaping lariat, knocking Saint. Adamson hooks the leg.

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

The Saint forces the shoulder up, Max is quickly back onto the attack by dropping a couple of elbows down into chest of the general manager. Max then allows Saint to his feet, where he hits him with a quick boot into the stomach. Saint lurches forward and Adamson quickly hits him with a swinging neckbreaker. He stands over The Saint for a moment before hooking the leg.

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

RJ: Max starting this one off strongly.

MW: You have to think The Saint will be suffering from some ring rust, and Max is looking to take advantage of that possible situation early on.

Adamson drags The Saint to his feet, he then nods to The Angel before lifting Saint up onto his shoulders. The General manager drops down the back, he then shoves Max into the ropes. He goes for a roll-up but Adamson shoves him back. The Saint rolls to his feet and runs in at Max who nails a brogue kick on Saint, who crumples to the mat. Adamson again hooks the leg.

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

Max rolls to his feet with a smirk, clearly enjoying the punishment he is handing out. He mockingly kicks at the gut of Saint a few times as he rolls towards the corner. Adamson then presses his knee into the face of the general manager up to the four count where he then steps back. He allows The Saint to his feet, before hitting a couple of firm body punches.

Saint keels forward, Max lifts him high into the air in a suplex position. He holds Saint up in the air for a few moments before completing the suplex and rolling into the pinfall situation.

MW: I thought it was a bad idea for The Saint to step into the ring with Max after so long out of the game, and after so many big injuries. I'm only being proved right so far, he can't live with the pace.

RJ: Saint is a man of pride Michael, he'd had enough of Adamson's whining and complaining about him, so he has taken matters into his own hands.

MW: Not exactly paying off at the minute though is it RJ?

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

Saint again kicks out, Max rolls to his feet where he begins stomping down on the head of Saint continually. He rolls towards the ropes, where Max continues stomping down on the head of Saint until the ref steps in. He forces Max away and gives him a warning, allowing The Angel to run along the ring apron and knee Saint in the head. He steps back just as the ref spins around.

Max drags Saint away from the ropes and towards the corner, before then going to the top rope. Adamson steadies himself before diving down and hitting a plancha on the General Manager. He hooks the leg.

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

The Saint again kicks out, Adamson places him into an armbar hold. He stomps down on the right shoulder a couple of times before bringing Saint to his feet only to then send him back down with an arm drag takedown. Saint rolls to his feet and Max back body drops him down into the mat.

Adamson then stands over Saint, waiting for him to rise. The general manager stirs to his feet...

RJ: Adamson going for the RKO, Saint's finisher!

MW: What a way to finish off a display like this...blocked!

RJ: Adamson's arrogance getting the better of him!

Max rolls to his feet, Saint kicks him in the stomach and then plants him face-first into the canvas with an implant DDT. He hooks the leg.

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

MW: The Saint needed that counter, now he needs to take advantage!

Despite getting the pin attempt in, Saint rolls to his feet at the same time as Max. The two start slugging it out in the middle of the ring, Adamson firing in lefts and The Saint rights. The crowd cheer The Saint's punches but it is Max who gets the clear advantage, he then knees Saint in the abdomen for good measure. Adamson runs off the ropes...

RJ: Snap powerslam!

MW: Another counter from The Saint!

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

Max Adamson forces the shoulder up. The Saint hauls him up and uses all his power to send Adamson hurtling into the corner. He crashes into them chest-first, The Saint quickly runs in and nails a huge stinger splash on his old rival, pressing Adamson agains them and winding him in the process. Saint quickly grabs Adamson, throwing him to the mat with a German suplex and bridging into the pin attempt.

MW: Impressive athleticism there from Saint!

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

The Saint rolls up to his feet, he immediately clambers on to Max and starts smashing punch after punch into the face of 6WF champion. Saint continues pummelling away until the referee steps in and drags Saint away from Max. The crowd boo and then chant at the ref to let Saint fight.

He smiles to himself before hauling up Max, he hits a couple of European Uppercuts into the chin of Max which back him into the ropes. Saint continues with the uppercuts before eventually whipping Adamson out across the ring. Saint rebounds off the ropes himself and meets Max in the middle of the ring with a forearm smash. He covers.

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

The Saint hauls up Max, he then gorilla presses him high into the air before dropping him down face-first into the mat. Adamson rolls up, Saint runs the ropes and takes him down with a flying shoulder block. Max stirs up and Saint hits a 2nd shoulder block. Adamson rolls up again, The Saint this time crashes a big boot into the head of Max who falls to the mat. Saint covers.

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

RJ: The Saint really impressing now!

Saint locks in a grounded abdominal stretch on Max as he looks to slow the pace of the match down finally. He drives some hard knees into the back before lifting Max to his feet. He goes for a pumhandle slam but Adamson shoves Saint away. He hits the ropes where he is met with the glaring face of Angel on the outside. He continues to stare up at The Saint, who stares back and motions for Angel to try and get involved.

This provides enough of a distraction for Adamson to run in, pull Saint back from the ropes and drop him with a reverse DDT. Max then hooks the leg.

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

Adamson rolls to his feet, he glances for a moment at The Angel who just nods back. Adamson grins as he then sets about stomping away at the head of The Saint who rolls back into the corner. Adamson continues to beat away on The Saint until the referee steps in. Max takes a step back only to then hit a running dropkick to the face. Saint rolls away from the corner and Max makes the cover.

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

Max lifts The Saint's head up before slapping him mockingly. He does this twice more before dragging up Saint and kneeing him in the head. Adamson stands waiting for the general manager to rise, before Irish whipping him into the ropes. On the rebound, Adamson hits a sidewalk slam. He then runs the ropes, dropping a leg down across the throat of Saint. He covers.

MW: Adamson coming back into this one now!

RJ: Only after The Angel's interference Michael.

The Saint forces the shoulder up off the mat. Adamson goes on the attack with some stomps on the gut of Saint. He then drags him to his feet, where he then kicks Saint in the stomach. Max bounds off the ropes, leaping into the air...

MW: Fa-Maxxer!

RJ: That could do it!

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

MW: Closest we've come so far!

Max drags up The Saint, he then monkey flips him into the corner. Max runs in and hits some shoulders into the gut of Saint before lifting him up onto the top rope. Adamson follows up...

RJ: Setting up for a superplex...

MW: This could finish it...

RJ: Counter! What a counter by The Saint!

MW: Crossbody in mid-air!

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

Adamson powers out and up to his feet, he throws a punch that Saint blocks before reeling off some of his own. Max falls into the ropes, Saint whips him across the ring and takes him down with a clothesline. Max rolls to his feet, Saint kicks him in the gut...

RJ: Sit-down powerbomb!

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

Max kicks out, The Saint again locks in the abdominal stretch and once again knees away at the back of Adamson. He brings him to his feet and this time is able to hit the Pumphandle slam. Saint then goes to the top rope, he hits a flying elbow drop. Cover.

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

Saint lifts up Max, he kicks him in the stomach...

RJ: Setting up for the divine Destroyer...

MW: Max drops down the back...German suplex!

RJ: He rolls up, second German suplex!

MW: Here we go, a third German suplex!

RJ: Amazing power from Max!

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

The Saint manages to get the shoulder up just in time. Adamson stands impatiently over The Saint, waiting for him to rise. Saint slowly stirs to his feet and Max scoops The Saint up onto his shoulders...

MW: The Cyclone!

RJ: RKO! RKO!

MW: WHAT A COUNTER BY THE SAINT!

RJ: NEW CHAMPION!

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

Adamson drives the shoulder up just in time. The Angel gets closer to the ring apron on the outside as The Saint beats the mat, waiting for Max to rise. Max gets to his feet, Saint goes for the RKO but he is shoved away by Max. Saint turns and runs in at Adamson...

MW: GORE! GORE! GORE!

RJ: That has to be it!

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

MW: HE KICKED OUT?

RJ: HE KICKED OUT!

MW: UNBELIEVABLE STUFF FROM THE SAINT!

Max retreats to the corner, waiting for The Saint to rise, nodding his head up and down. Eventually The Saint stirs, Adamson comes sprinting in for the gore but Saint manages to side-step it at the last moment. Adamson turns and Saint kicks him in the gut...

RJ: SAINTS ROW!

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

MW: MAX KICKS OUT!

RJ: Both men defying the odds, both men showing just how much they want this title belt!

Saint stumbles to his feet, he looks up in disbelief. He hauls up Max, hitting him with a right-hand. Adamson responds with a right of his own. The Saint fires in a left, Adamson fires in a left. Saint blocks another punch from Max, and then goes for an RKO. Adamson blocks, he attempts a belly to back suplex but Saint lands on his feet.

He staggers backwards into the ropes, where The Angel swoops. He leaps onto the apron and grabs a hold of The Saint.

RJ: Ref!

MW: The Angel getting involved!

RJ: It was only a matter of time Michael!

The referee is checking on Max who is struggling up to his feet, he turns around as The Saint tries to free himself from the grasp of Angel. The ref starts a count but The Saint is still wriggling and eventually manages to break free. The Angel is still stood on the apron as Adamson runs in at Saint going for the gore!

RJ: Saint moves!

MW: Oh so close! The Angel just avoided the gore!

Adamson looks to his guard who just leaped off the apron in time. He turns around back to the middle of the ring...

RJ: RKO! RKO! RKO!

MW: NO WAY!

RJ: IS THIS REALLY HAPPENING?!

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

RJ: HE'S DONE IT! HE'S DONE IT!

MW: I DON'T BELIEVE WHAT I'M SEEING!

RJ: THE SAINT HAS WON! THE SAINT HAS WON!

MW: NEW CHAMPION!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Mike Bird: Ladies and Gentleman the winner of this match by way of PINFALLLLLLL and NEEWWWWWW 6WF UNDISPUTED HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD...THE SAAAIIIINNTTTTTT!

RJ: Against all odds, The Saint has defeated Max Adamson to once again become 6WF world champion!

MW: How did that happen RJ?! How the hell did that happen? That was Max's to win! He had Saint all-set up for the Gore!

RJ: I think The Angel's attempted interference has backfired spectacularly on Max Adamson!

MW: The Saint can't be champion, he's general manager!

RJ: Well now he is both Michael. The Saint said he'd get the job done, and he did!

MW: What a match-up, but I still have no idea how The Saint won that!

RJ: Adamson looked to be the dominant force for most of the match, but it is The Saint who comes out with the title belt!

Destiny goes to an ad break with The Saint shown clutching the world title belt close to his chest, The Angel watches on motionless from the outside as Adamson is lay out on the canvas.

Cameron Faith is storming through the backstage area as Kayleigh Reed hurries to catch up with him...

KR: Cameron, can we just get two seconds of your time?

Faith keeps walking...

CF: What do you want, Reed?

KR: An explanation?

Faith stops dead in his tracks, startling Reed who almost loses her balance. Faith puts his arm out and grabs her helping her up before looking at her....

CF: An explanation for what?

KR; For your actions tonight? You had Mike Hill beat and then you got yourself disqualified, you could be standing here as the man that unified the European and Freeweight titles, but instead you’re going to Born In Fire for a decider, where’s the logic in that?

CF: Logic, Reed? Everything I did out there was logical. Do you know how many times Mike Hill has embarrassed me over the last few weeks? Do you know how many times he’s made me the laughing stock, or cheap shotted me? Do you know how difficult it’s been to hold out ramming his teeth down his throat until the time was right?

You wanna talk about logic, here’s mine. Tonight, I sent a message to Mike Hill. I spelt it out, in no uncertain terms that the days of Mike Hill fucking about with Cameron Faith and making him look stupid are done. I destroyed Mike Hill. I left him laying in a heap in front of 22,000 fans who thought I was a joke, a parody that Hill created. The joke is well and truly on Hill now.

Psychologically, everything is in my favour. Not just because I left him on the floor at my own free will. Not just because I sacrificed those titles to do it to him one more time. But because now he knows that he can’t beat me. He knows that his ‘one in the column’ isn’t his at all. It’s mine. I put it there. And at Born In Fire the final one isn’t going to be the solitary number that unifies me these titles, it’s going to be the exclamation point on the sign to world that says’ CAMERON FAITH HAS ARRIVED’...

That my dear, is logic.

Faith snarls at Reed and shakes his head as we head back to ringside

The camera cuts backstage to show Max Adamson flipping out in his locker room...

MA: WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?! HUH!? WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!

Max gets right in the face of Angel who stands there motionless...

MA: No only have you cost ME my world title that I worked my damn ass off to get... you put it in the hands of THE most egotistical son of a bitch that’s ever graced this company! ARE YOU EVEN HEARING WHAT I’M SAYING!

Max pokes Angel in the chest and looks him in the face. His associate looks down at the finger of the former world champion before raising his head to look in his eyes. Max moves his finger away from Angel as Clarissa bursts into the locker room...

Clarissa: Oh my god, Max-i!

Clarissa throws her arms around Max and embraces him, glaring across at Angel...

Clarissa: Are you ok? Are you hurt?

Max looks over at Angel...

MA: Other than a wounded pride I’m fine!

Max releases Clarissa and begins pacing round the locker room...

MA: I really, really can’t believe this has happened. I mean, we had it all planned out. No stupid mistakes, just get the job done and then on to the Gold Rush. What the hell are we going to do now?

Clarissa: Baby, seriously, don’t panic. You know you can win the Gold Rush. You just go out there, win it, and then we get your title back as soon as possible.

MA: I know that. I know. I just can’t believe that bastard has the title. He’s a fucking part timer for god sake.

Clarissa: Max, you need to focus or this is all going to go wrong.

Max turns and glares at Clarissa...

MA: Focus!? I need to focus!??? I’m not the idiot that just cost us everything.... he is!

Max again thrusts his finger in the direction of Angel who moves towards him. Clarissa steps between them and stares at Angel...

Clarissa: Now isn’t the time or place for this. Whatever happened, is done, now fix this...

She holds her stare at Angel as Max nods his head. Angel looks down at Clarissa before looking back at Max. He nods his head and heads out of the locker room, slamming the door...

Clarissa: Want some advice, baby?

MA: What’s that?

Clarissa: Don’t piss off the hired help.

Clarissa taps Max on the cheek and walks off as Max looks over at the door as the scene ends.

The scene opens up ina dark room with the spotlight on Hidari Kenji sitting down in a steel chair. Hidari is shown wearing a suit. Black bottoms and a black blazer. His dress shirt is white with a black tie. Hidari looks presentable as he places a microphone on the side of his collar.

Reporter 1: Greetings Hidari Kenji and thanks for having myself here to interview you.

Hidari: That's not a good enough introduction...

Reporter 1: What is it you want me to say?

Hidari: Think son. You're looking at the Future and First Japanese 6WF Undisputed Champion. But I won't give you a hard time.

Reporter: Right. Ladies and Gentlemen I have here today your Future and First Japanese 6WF Undisputed Champion Hidari Kenji.

Hidari: That's a lot better

Reporter: Hidari thank you for allowing me to grace you with this interview and your time

Hidari: Even better

Reporter: Now I know you have a lot on your mind coming off of a loss from Mr. Kenty former 6WF Undisputed Champion and with the Gold Rush coming up what is in the mind of Hidari Kenji. How do you take such disappointment from losing to Mr. Kenty

Hidari: I don't take losses easily and what you just said makes me want to get up and punch you in the face. I could be pissed about losing to Mr. Kenty...hell I beat Mr. Kenty in the past before but he had a slight edge over me. Always had a slight advantage somway some how and it pisses me off.

Hidari pauses...

Hidari: It frustrates me that I'm not the one that 6WF is noticed. It should be me the red hot topic of discussion in 6WF but it's not. Instead I have someone like The Saint putting himself into a championship match without any type of build up. Automatically he gets a shot at Max Adamson. But I never been a complainer not at all because I let my action speak for itself.

Hidari pauses...

Hidari: I guess you could call me bitter, jealous, envious. But the man you see before you isn't a walk thru the park. The fact that Mr. Kenty is still walking til this day is because of The Empire. He knows it and those parasite of fans out there knows it.

Hidari pauses...

Hidari: But the more I try to wrap my head around certain situations. I can't be mad at no one but myself for coming up short. Hell my career here in 6WF has been yes successful but I always come up short.

Hidari pauses...

Hidari: Last Year at the Gold Rush I was last of the 10 men still left in the ring and proud. This year there will be no second places1 There will be no coming up short. Because you can tell The Saint to lace his boots. Nemesis to lace his boots. Crime Lord to lace his boots and Mr. Kenty to lace his boots too! At the end of the day Hidari Kenji will be the one who fights through the fire and will outlast and outwit 30! If not 30 then 40! If not 40 then 50! Of the past and present 6WF Locker room over the ropes and out of my way to Born In Fire!

Hidari pauses...

Hidari: I'm sick of tired of being sick and tired and fed up of being fed up! I will not take a backseat to not having a Undisputed Championship Match at Born in Fire because the Future is Now! And 6WF is on my back because who is the true leader and the man who will bring 6WF to it's knees me!

Reporter: Don't you think with Adamson running the show and the Saint trying to prevent his change. Don't you think it's time for the Real Hidari Kenji to come out? A Hidari Kenji that these people can follow and believe in. Sir you said you have a brotherhood? These fans in that arena that boo and give you mix reactions each and every night. Those are your real brotherhood!

Hidari: NO! You see that's the difference between you Europeans and us Japanese men! The Japanese never die without a battle.

Destiny will be wither my dishonor or destined destination winning the gold rush and I busted my ass long enough and hard just to get noticed and I promise you there will be no man who can outwit and survive longer than Hidari Kenji!

Hidari pauses...

Hidari: This is a message to anyone who see's this. The Empire will have it's moment at Destiny. You have future and potential stars in singles competition with Kenzaki Nogami and Tsukasa Yaragama. A dominate and front row of a beast in The Dragon! Any man of Asian Decent is welcome to be apart of something big because at the end of the day Yellow can't trust no other color but themselves.

Hidari pauses...

Hidari: But I will say this... Mr. Kenty thank you for beating me last week. I learned something that changed my opinion about everything. I respect you Kenty because you pinned someone who isn't a walk thru the park but I also respect you because you proved to me that your reign as 6WF undisputed Champion wasn't as joke. You were a fighting champion. But what separates you from me is that Hidari Kenji is a successful future and will be know as a historical Undisputed Champion when that time comes.

Hidari pauses...

Hidari: And whoever is watching this right now. You can ignore me, roll your eyes at me but make no mistake about it. You can hate, deny and shit on how good I am but I won't stop until I am dead and on the mat.

I WILL WIN THE GOLD RUSH BATTLE ROYAL AT DESTINY!

I WILL MAIN EVENT BORN IN FIRE!

I WILL BEAT THAT CHAMPION!

I WILL BE COME HISTORY!

I WILL BE THE FIRST JAPANESE 6WF UNDISPUTED CHAMPION!

BELIEVE IN THE EMPIRE

WALK BESIDE THE EMPIRE

FEAR THE EMPIRE!

YOUR FUTURE JAPANESE 6WF UNDISPUTED CHAMPION...YOUR KING!

HIDARI KENJI!

The scene fades to black.

The camera swings backstage to show Angel walking down the corridor, he stops in the middle of the hallway, bowing his head and standing silently. The camera swings round as he takes deep breaths, his chest expanding, pushing the buttons on his suit jacket out.

He raises his head up, sniffing the air before again looking round the corridor. All of a sudden he turns and smashes his fist into the wall. The camera zooms in on his hand, trembling as plasterboard falls over his gloved hand. He pulls his hand out slowly, the sound of the cracking plasterboard fills the air.

Angel shakes his hand out, before stretching out his hand and cracking his knuckles. He reaches into his jacket pocket and rustles around before pulling out a small picture, he stands, staring at it before folding it back up and placing it in his pocket. He looks around again before walking off into the distance as we head to a final commercial.

Main Event

Gold Rush Battle Royal

Mike Bird:Ladies and Gentlemen.............it is now time for the GOLD RUSH BATTLE ROYALE!

RJ: The moment we’ve all been waiting for folks, the main event of the evening, with the winner going to Born In Fire as N01 contender to the world title.

MW: This match is without doubt the biggest potential career-changer in 6WF, no-one is favourite in this match.

Mike Bird:Two superstars will begin this match,with a new entrant entering every 2 minutes. Elimination occurs by pinfall,submission or a superstar being thrown over the top rope with both feet hitting the floor....the individual remaining at the end of this match will be declared the winner and they will receive a world championship match at BORN IN FIRE!

RJ: Undoubtedly my favourite match of the year, the Gold Rush Battle Royal throws up so many suprises, so many memorable moments, be it a certain move or a return of someone unexpected.

MW: This is a match that ends rivalries and creates new ones. Partnerships may form but they never last. This is a match where foes are made, and friends are lost.

RJ: If you win this match, it is career-defining. Look at the past winners we have, Keith Leone, Blue Dragon, Cassius Zhi, JJ Johnson and Mr Kenty. Some of the biggest names in 6WF history.

MW: 30 men, one world title shot. And for once, we don't know what number any of our competitors are entering at. We will only know when you know, which is when that wrestler walks out onto the stage.

RJ: Well let’s see whose starting us off tonight then shall we?!

The arena descends into darkness, a scream is heard and then "Epilogue" kicks in, the lights come back on and the crowd erupt into huge cheers as the monster Nemesis strides out onto the stage. Nemesis stands tall at the top of the stage for a moment before storming down to the ring. He climbs over the top rope and stands waiting.

MW: Wow! What a wrestler to start things off!

RJ: Normally you'd say coming in at Number 1 in this match is a huge disadvantage, but you wouldn't put it past Nemesis to out-last the 29 others in this match-up.

MW: With the form he's been in since his return, it is completely viable that Nemesis could win this match from the Number 1 spot, mirroring the achievement of JJ Johnson who did that 2 years ago, although he did defeat 34 other wrestlers in the biggest Gold Rush Battle Royal ever.

"Made you look" hits and the crowd begin to boo as Tsukasa Yagurama strolls out onto the stage. He stands there for a little while, glaring down at Nemesis with a little hint of nerve in his eyes. Yagurama shakes himself down and regains some confidence as he strides purposefully to the ring. He steps through the middle rope and looks at Nemesis, who just stares right back.

RJ: A tough start for Nemesis, Yagurama has been in great form as well lately, Dopant Zero retained their tag titles earlier on this evening.

MW: Yes but with all due respect RJ, it's going to be an even tougher start for Yagurama up against Nemesis. It doesn't suit him at all, Yagurama is all about physically dominating his opponent, you think he can do that to Nemesis?

RJ: I don't know Mike, he's managed to do it to Udo Berg before, and he is a bigger man than Nemesis.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Yagurama immediately goes after Nemesis, he fires in some hard knife-edge chops to the chest in an attempt to back Nemesis into the ropes. Nemesis is forced back slightly, before blocking one chop and knocking Yagurama down with a huge uppercut. He stumbles to his feet and Nemesis connects with a clothesline. He covers.

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

The Dopant Zero man forces the shoulder up, Nemesis hauls him to his feet and then slings him over his shoulders. He walks to the corner where he then Snake Eyes' Yagurama face first into the top turnbuckle. The monster then runs in, crashing another clothesline into Yagurama, crumpling him up against the turnbuckle. The tag champion falls out of the corner and Nemesis hits a backbreaker, he makes another cover.

Ref: 1..................2.............kick out!

RJ: Nemesis starting strongly as expected!

MW: Yagurama hasn't really got a look in so far RJ.

Nemesis gets to his feet and the crowd are already chanting his name. He smirks before dragging up Yagurama, lifting him up and then throwing him across the ring with a release scoop slam. Yagurama rolls up in complete shock, he staggers into the path of Nemesis who hits a flapjack, dropping the tag champion face first into the mat. He hooks the leg again.

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

Yagurama again kicks out, Nemesis lifts him to his feet only to synch in a firm looking sleeper hold on the tag champion. Such is the power of Nemesis, he is able to swing Yagurama from side to side in the sleeper hold with very little fight from the Dopant Zero man.

RJ: Nemesis treating Yagurama like one of his rag dolls.

MW: Somehow, I don't think Nemesis is a big doll collector RJ!

RJ: The clock has ticked over Mike, time for entrant Number 3!

"JPop drop" hits and the crowd boo as Dragon runs out onto the stage, he sprints down the ramp and slides in. Nemesis releases Yagurama...

RJ: Yagurama's Team Japan ally, this evens things up a little!

Dragon rolls in, he ducks under a Nemesis clothesline before bouncing off the ropes and running at the former world champion.

MW: Or not! Huge spinebuster from Nemesis!

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

Nemesis rolls to his feet, he quickly leaps into the air and nails a leg drop across the throat of Dragon. Nemesis rolls up and hits a 2nd leg drop. He then allows the Team Japan man to his feet before Irish whipping him to the corner. Nemesis then hits a series of stiff shoulders up into the stomach of Dragon, before allowing him forward out of the corner and planting him with a DDT.

Nemesis is about to cover when Yagurama runs in and chop-blocks the 6WF legend down to the mat. The Dopant Zero man quickly sets about Nemesis with some vicious stomping down into the head and neck, followed by a leaping knee. He then bounces off the ropes, taking a leaf from Nogami's book by hitting a dropkick to the head. He hooks the leg.

RJ: Dragon providing the distraction, well punch-bag, that Yagurama needed to create an opening against Nemesis.

MW: They'll be a lot of guys sat backstage hoping that Yagurama gets rid of the big man here, that will certainly make things for them later on!

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

As expected Nemesis gets the shoulder up, but Yagurama immediately goes back on the attack, clambering onto Nemesis and punching away at his head continually. He rolls away as Dragon rises, they lift up Nemesis and throw him down into the canvas with a double suplex. Dragon then holds Nemesis down in a chicken-wing hold as Yagurama boots away at him. Dragon lifts Nem up, shoving him towards Dragon who hits a belly to belly bridging suplex.

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

Yagurama and Dragon quickly haul Nemesis towards the corner, where the two of them proceed to once again start beating down on the 6WF legend. They are continuing with the punches and stomps as the clock on the tron hits 00:00 and goes red to signal the next entrant...

"Strength in numbers" plays out and the crowd cheer, these cheers get even louder as Longinus bounces out onto the stage. He runs down the ramp, Dragon is instructed by Yagurama to deal with him.

RJ: LONGINUS IS BACK!

MW: WOW! OUR FIRST RETURN OF THE NIGHT!

RJ: AND HE'S STRAIGHT INTO IT WITH DRAGON!

The two begin brawling as soon as Longinus hits the ring, they exchange a few big punches. Longinus manages to get an advantage, he then kicks Dragon in the stomach before connecting with a swinging neckbreaker. He hooks the leg.

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

Longinus rolls to his feet, he waits for Dragon to rise before bouncing off the ropes and knocking him down with a running clothesline. Longinus then runs towards the corner where Yagurama is beating down on Nemesis, but the tag team champion cuts him off with a big superkick to the chin. Longinus crashes to the mat, Yagurama helps up Dragon, who then hauls Longinus to the opposite corner where he boots away at his gut continually.

He then hauls Longinus out of the corner before connecting with the Dragon DDT. He makes the cover.

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

RJ: Longinus still has that fighting spirit we became so accustomed to seeing in his first spell in 6WF.

Dragon quickly leaves Longinus down on the mat as he re-joins Yagurama in beating down on Nemesis. They drag him out of the corner, Dragon stretches out his knees as Yagurama drops Nemesis face-first into that knee. Dragon then lifts up Nem, hitting a gutbuster. He hooks the leg.

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

Nemesis forces the shoulder up, Dragon hauls him up and locks in a full nelson, once again allowing Yagurama to beat down on Nemesis with punches to the gut. Nemesis starts swinging his elbow back, forcing Yagurama to release after smashing a few into the side of his head. Dragon bounces off the ropes but Nemesis grabs him and throws him into Yagurama, knocking the tag champion down to the floor. Nemesis then works over Dragon against the ropes, punching away at him.

MW: Time for entrant number 5!

RJ: A sixth of the way through this match already, doesn't time fly when you're having fun?!

"God gunna cut you down" blares out...

RJ: No.Freaking.Way!

MW: RAPTURE IS HERE!

RJ: Longinus and Rapture one after the other, this is unbelievable! This is what Gold Rush is all about!

Rapture runs down the ramp, Longinus has hauled himself up in the corner. He grins and walks towards the middle of the ring, waiting for Rapture to roll in. The former COH man gets to his feet and strides right up to Longinus. The two immediately go nose to nose as the crowd go wild with their cheering.

MW: They're renewing acquaintances already!

RJ: Former tag team partners, until Rapture turned on Longinus and joined the Church of Hero. Pretty clear there's still some issues between these two!

MW: Longinus snaps first! Headbutt! Here we go!

Longinus headbutts Rapture, he staggers back in shock before exploding forward at his old tag partner. He dives out of the way, Rapture bounces off the ropes and Longinus hits him with a dropkick. Rapture rolls up and Longinus knocks him down with a running forearm smash. He hooks the leg.

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

Rapture forces the shoulder up, Longinus drags him to his feet and then goes for a belly to belly suplex but Rapture blocks it. He then headbutts Longinus, then taking him down to the canvas with a belly to belly suplex of his own. Longinus stirs to his feet and Rapture runs the ropes, hitting a leg lariat. He covers this time.

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

Rapture hauls up Longinus, he whips him into the ropes and then takes him down with a vicious T-Bone suplex throw on the rebound. Longinus rolls up unsteadily and runs at Rapture, who hits a leaping enzaguri kick. He hooks the leg.

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

Across the ring, Nemesis is still continuing his brutal beatdown of Dragon against the ropes, pummelling away at his abdomen. Nemesis runs off the ropes, knocking Dragon down to the outside with a huge clothesline.

RJ: We have our first elimination!

MW: We could have our second now, Yagurama trying to sneak up on Nemesis...back body drop!

RJ: There is our second nomination, two members of Team Japan taken out in mere moments by Nemesis!

MW: Now time for entrant number six!

"From Yesterday" hits...

RJ: Business has just picked up!

MW: Here is someone who will match Nemesis physically!

Lukas Takeo walks down the ramp, his head bowed as usual with a towel draped over it. Takeo climbs up the steel steps and into the ring, where he is immediately greeted by Nemesis. The two giants immediately lock-up, and surprisingly it is Takeo who gains the advantage, throwing Nemesis down to the mat.

He rolls up in shock and Takeo drives Nemesis down with a clothesline from Hell. He hooks the leg.

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

Nemesis forces the shoulder up, Takeo drags him to his feet and whips him into the ropes before scooping him onto his shoulders on the rebound and connecting with a Samoan Drop. He makes the cover again.

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

Rapture is on the top rope, facing the crowd. Longinus stirs to his feet and Rapture moonsaults off but Longinus catches him before running and nailing a powerslam. He hooks the leg on his rival as he looks to have finally turned the tables in the match! Cover.

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

Longinus drags up Rapture, he throws Rapture down with a suplex. His old foe rolls to his feet and Longinus dropkicks him back into the ropes. Rapture stumbles forward and Longinus hits a tilt-a-whirl backreaker. He covers again.

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

Lukas Takeo has Nemesis in a full nelson hold, he slowly gets to his feet and shoves Nemesis into the corner. With the full nelson hold still locked in, Takeo fires a series of big knees into the back of the former world champion. He then grabs him by the waist, before launching him out across the ring with a powerful German suplex. Takeo walks over and covers.

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

Nemesis kicks out, Lukas Takeo drags him to his feet and then lifts him into the air. Takeo somehow manages to hold Nemesis high aloft for a good 10 seconds before planting him with a brainbuster.

MW: This is amazing from Takeo, he is absolutely dominating Nemesis!

RJ: I'm not sure how much longer Nemesis can take this onslaught from Takeo.

MW: Entrant number 7's time is coming, maybe he can ease the pressure on either Nemesis or Rapture, who Longinus is desperately trying to force from the apron down to the outside.

"Give up the funk" blares out through the speakers and the crowd begin cheering loudly as CM Funk comes dancing out onto the stage. He tags the hands of the fans as he runs down the ramp, before sliding in under the bottom rope.

RJ: Or maybe not!

Funk leaps to his feet, he continues his dancing around the ring until Takeo grabs him by the throat. Funk desperately boots away at Takeo, but the monster keeps him at arms length, meaning Funk is just kicking at thin air. Eventually Takeo lifts Funk into the air, before driving him back down with a chokeslam. Cover.

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

MW: Short and sweet for Funk, thankfully!

RJ: Now Takeo can return his attentions to Nemesis.

Takeo gets to his feet, he walks towards Nemesis who cuts him off with a knee to the gut. He quickly lifts the big man onto his shoulders...

RJ: DEATHWISH!

MW: Out of nowhere!

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

RJ: Takeo's out of there!

Nemesis rolls to his feet, he looks down at Takeo for a moment before striding over towards Longinus who is pummeling away on the head of Rapture, who is desperately clinging onto the top ropes as he tries to stay in the match. Nemesis hits a couple of big right hands to Rapture that rock him, Nemesis then bounces off the ropes...

MW: Big boot! There goes Rapture!

RJ: Nemesis finding a second wind here!

Longinus turns and nods to Nemesis, thanking him for the assistance. Nemesis nods back...and then grabs Longinus by the throat...

MW: CHOKESLAM!

RJ: No alliances in this match!

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

RJ: Four eliminations in a matter of moments, leaving Nemesis as the last man standing here already!

MW: If it gets to this moment in about half an hour's time, Nemesis will have likely won this match and be going to Born In Fire!

RJ: Who's next to face the behemoth?!

The clock ticks down to 0 and the crowd turn to the top of the stage, waiting as eventually "They Say" kicks in through the speakers...

MW: Oh my god!

RJ: Cassius Zhi!

MW: These two faced off earlier tonight, and now it looks like they are going to again!

Nemesis is smirking, standing in the middle of the ring as the music continues to play yet there is no sign of Zhi. Nemesis continues glaring up the ramp, eventually a figure emerges onto the stage, but it is not Cassius, instead it is one of his army.

MW: It's a Zhilot!

RJ: What a disappointment that is...oh wow, wait!

MW: It's another Zhilot, and another, and another!

RJ: There's six of them!

MW: Does this count as one entrant?

RJ: I think so but I'm not sure. One thing I am sure of is that this will not end well for Nemesis.

The army of Zhilots make their way down the ramp, they step into the ring and immediately form a circle around Nemesis, surrounding him as he turns looking at all of them individually. Nemesis then dives forward at one of the Zhilots...

RJ: Nemesis is going to combat this the only way he knows how to...by fighting them off!

Nemesis gets the advantage over one Zhilot but soon he is over-powered by the sheer weight of numbers. They force him down to the mat, where they stand over him, taking turns to punch and kick away at Nemesis as the crowd boo loudly. The Zhilots continue beating away relentlessly on Nemesis, showing no signs of going for a pinfall or eliminating him from the match.

Two Zhilots hold Nemesis up as another two punch away on his head, with the remaining Zhilots stood at the ropes, awaiting the arrival of whoever is next into the match. The Zhilots rotate around, taking turns to beat down on Nemesis.

MW: This is sick!

RJ: I can't believe management are allowing this to happen, it's a damn disgrace. Get someone out here. They shouldn't be involved in this match! They aren't wrestlers, they're hired thugs!

MW: Time's up, let's see who has the unenviable task of entering into this beatdown...

A plume of green smoke emerges out onto the stage...

RJ: We all know who this is!

"Breathe" kicks in and Vortex strides out onto the stage. He marches down the ramp, he gets to his feet and two of the Zhilots immediately going after him, punching down on his back. Vortex shoves one of the Zhilots away, before picking up the other and throwing him into the corner. The big man starts reeling off shoulders into the gut as the crowd cheer.

MW: Vortex is back and he wants revenge!

Vortex sees the 2nd Zhilot running towards and flapjacks him straight into his cohort. Both stagger out of the corner and Vortex takes them down with an awesome double clothesline.

RJ: Vortex is taking it to the Zhilots!

He is about to help out Nemesis when a third Zhilot sprints in, catching Vortex off guard with a leaping kick to the side of the head. He slumps down and that Zhilot boots away at him while waiting for the other two to recover.

They then pick up Vortex, pushing him into the corner where they take it in turns to roundhouse kicks away at the former tag champion. Exactly the same is happening to Nemesis in another corner as the crowd boo loudly.

MW: The numbers game proving too much, even for two of the biggest men in 6WF!

Nemesis somehow manages to fight off one of the Zhilots, he then shoves another to the floor. He grabs the third Zhilot by the throat, he lifts him into the air but the other Zhilots are quickly back up and take Neme down with a double chopblock. One punches away at the head of Nemesis while the other two hold him down. They then bounce off the ropes, hitting a double dropkick, one to the face and one to the back of Nemesis.

In the corner, Vortex is still being beaten down upon by the Zhilots, with the usual array of roundhouse kicks and vicious punches on the Consultancy man, who still attempts to fight his way out of the corner despite the numbers game out-weighing him.

RJ: Both Nemesis and Vortex are trying their damn hardest to get away from these Zhilots, but even they can't manage it against what is a well-trained, well-organised, dangerous group.

MW: Maybe the next man into the match can help them out...

"Turks Theme" hits and the crowd go absolutely wild as Johnny Oko sprints out onto the stage. He continues running down the ramp, he climbs onto the apron and quickly to the top rope. Two Zhilots run at him but he flies off and takes them down with a double missile dropkick.

RJ: One member of The Consultancy swiftly followed by the other!

MW: Oko starting off like a house on fire!

Johnny Oko grabs one of Zhilots away from Vortex, he quickly hits the tic-tac-toe kicking combination on him. Then a Zhilot runs at Oko from the corner that Nemesis is in, but Oko takes him down with a spinning heel kick.

One of The Zhilots who had been taken out by the double dropkick run in at Oko, he ducks a wild clothesline before hitting a knee to the gut. He runs the ropes and hits a scissors kick on that Zhilot. Oko then drags the one remaining Zhilot away from his tag partner Vortex, he nods up at Oko and they go after the five Oko had taken out!

MW: Oko's evened up the playing field.

Vortex lifts one of the Zhilots onto his shoulders before dropping him down to the canvas with a Samoan Drop. Oko drags up another and hits the Ode to Taka on them. He stirs to his feet and Oko throws him into the ropes, and then dropkicks him over the top down to the outside.

Oko then double-teams with Vortex to throw one Zhilot into the corner. Vortex sprints in and nails the VX express on him, the Zhilot stumbles out of the corner straight into a spinning heel kick from Oko. He rolls the Zhilot down to the outside, before picking up another and throwing him towards Vortex.

RJ: Rupture!

MW: The Consultancy is on fire!

Vortex then points to the top rope. Oko grins as he climbs up to the top rope, Vortex scoops the fifth Zhilot onto his shoulders...

RJ: NO WIN!

MW: NO FEE!

Oko rolls to his feet, they quickly grab the sixth and final Zhilot who has been beating down on Nemesis, and drag him away from the former world champion. He slowly stirs to his feet as The Consultancy hold the Zhilot down. They nod to Nemesis, who nods back. They then throw the Zhilot towards him, Nemesis scoops him onto his shoulders before walking to the ropes..

RJ: Powerbomb down to the outside!

Two of the Zhilots had failed to roll out of the ring, Oko and Vortex take one each and send them flying over the top rope. They then climb up top themselves...

RJ: All six down on the outside...

MW: Surely they realise that they will be out of this match if they leap off that top rope?!

"Feeling it" blares out and the crowd descend into boos for the 11th entrant of the match as Kenzaki Nogami makes his way to the ring. He leaps onto the apron and quickly shoves Vortex from the top rope down to the outside, where he lands on the Zhilots.

RJ: Nogami making an impact from the off!

He runs along the apron in an attempt to do the same on Oko but he boots away at the head of Nogami repeatedly until he can get down from the top rope.

Oko then suplexes the tag champion from outside the ring to in. Nogami stumbles to his feet and Oko connects with the tic-tac-toe kicking combination as Nemesis looks to regain some energy in the corner. The Consultancy man hooks the leg.

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

Oko locks in an armbar, he drags him to his feet and takes Nogami down with an arm drag. He rolls to his feet, Oko hits a shoot kick to the gut. He then bounces off the ropes, before connecting with a sunset flip powerbomb on the Dopant Zero man. He makes the cover.

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

Nogami forces the shoulder up, Johnny Oko hauls him to his feet and Irish whips him into the corner. Oko then runs in, nailing a running enzaguri kick to the head. Nogami slumps forward and Oko connects with a DDT. He hooks the leg.

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

Oko rolls to his feet, he drops a series of knees into the face. Oko then lifts up Nogami, before taking him down to the mat with a snapmare. He then runs the ropes, connecting with a neck snap. Oko is stood waiting for Nogami to rise when "Crystal Skull" blazes out through the speakers...

RJ: Here comes Number 12, and it's Visage!

MW: Of course he lost out to Nogami and his team-mate earlier tonight, while he may also have left his tag partner tonight.

Visage slides into the ring, Oko runs in at him, Visage ducks a clothesline before throwing Oko down with a Northern Lights suplex, he bridges over into the cover.

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

Visage turns his attentions to Nogami, lifting him up and hitting him with a throat chop. Nogami stumbles back and Visage then fires in some knife-edge chops, followed by another throat chop. Nogami stumbles out of the corner and Visage nails a swinging neckbreaker. He hooks the leg.

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

Nogami kicks out, Visage lifts him to his feet and then Irish whips him into Oko who had just risen to his feet. Nogami is first up, Visage runs in and takes him down with a running knee to the head. Visage then goes to the top rope, Nogami stumbles up and Visage then flies off hitting a big forearm smash. He makes the cover.

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

Visage locks in a front facelock on Oko, he rolls to his feet and Visage connects a series of knees into the face. Visage then throws him down with a gutwrench suplex, Oko stumbles up and Visage nails a spin kick to the head. He hooks the leg.

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

Oko forces the shoulder up, Visage then turns and looks like he's going to go after Nemesis. He runs in at Neme, who boots him in the head. Visage stumbles up and Nemesis who connects with a sidewalk slam. He hooks the leg.

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

RJ: Number 13 next...

MW: And let's see who the unlucky one is!

"Come with me" hits and Ethan Knight strolls out onto the stage. He paces down the ramp, climbing up the steel steps and springboarding into the ring. Knight decides to go after Nogami, lifting him up and firing in a series of European Uppercuts into the chin. Nogami falls into the ropes, Knight whips him out across the ring and hits a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. He covers.

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

Knight lifts up Nogami, he hits his trademark boxing combination that sends the Empire man into the corner. Knight hits another European Uppercut, Nogami then strides forward out of the corner and Knight connects with an elevated gutbuster. He hooks the leg.

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

Nemesis is elbowing away at the head of Visage in the corner, he then grabs him by the waist before throwing him down with a suplex. Visage stumbles to his feet and Nemesis flattens him with a big boot to the head. He makes the cover.

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

Visage forces the shoulder up, Nemesis stomps away on him before stepping aside as Johnny Oko goes after his former tag team division rival with a series of roundhouse kicks to the head. He then lifts Visage up onto the top rope, before climbing up there himself...

RJ: Frankensteiner!

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

Oko goes to the top rope, but Knight runs over and leaps to the top rope. He stands on the top rope, grabbing Oko by the waist and throwing him down with a big belly to belly suplex.

MW: Unbelievable athleticism and power from the rookie Ethan Knight!

The Consultancy man rolls up to his feet...

MW: Lights out!

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

RJ: Oko's gone!

MW: A good showing from Oko here tonight, his biggest contribution was without doubt helping Nemesis fight the Zhilots off.

RJ: Just as one goes, another enters!

"Teach me a lesson" roars out and the crowd as Tom Ree steps out onto the stage. He walks down the ramp, stepping into the ring.

MW: 6WF's two rookie's are going to go at it now!

RJ: This is a match where you really can make a name for yourself.

Tom Ree blocks a clothesline by Knight, he then flings him down to the mat with an arm drag. Knight stumbles up, Ree kicks him in the gut and then connects with a DDT. He hooks the leg.

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

Ree rolls to his feet, he smashes some forearms into the back of the grounded Knight before dragging him to his feet. He then throws him into the canvas with a Ranehi. Tom Ree then bounces off the ropes, connecting with a leaping knee drop down into the back of the head. He covers.

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

The action flicks to Nogami and Visage, who have returned to brawling after both recovering from the beatings they've taken during the match. Visage hits a couple of knees into the gut, only for Nogami to counter with a jawbreaker. He then nails a capoeira kick that knocks Visage to the floor, Nogami hooks the leg.

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

Nogami lifts up Visage, where he hits three successive dropkicks that back the Project F.E.A.R man into the ropes. Nogami then runs off the ropes, where he hits a clothesline. Visage manages to cling onto the bottom rope, his feet wavering just above the floor. He pulls himself up, Nogami hits a series of uppercuts but Visage then blocks one. He nails a headbutt that makes Nogami stager back, Visage then springboards off the top rope hitting a flying clothesline.

"The Essence" rings out through the speakers and the crowd's negative reactions continue for the leader of The Empire. He strides out onto the stage and down to the ring quickly, he dives down onto Visage who is about to cover his Empire cohorot Nogami.

MW: The 15th man in the match, we are now officially halfway there!

RJ: I can't wait to see what else is in store for us in this match-up.

Hidari lifts up Visage, throwing him into the corner. He then runs in, connecting with a hesitation dropkick on the former tag champion. Visage stumbles forward out of the corner and Hidari hits him with an Island Driver. He covers.

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

Hidari helps up Nogami, they then take Visage to the ropes and begin working him over. The action pans to Tom Ree, who is beating down on Knight with punches to the head. He hauls him to his feet, where he hits a Samoan Drop. Ree hooks the leg.

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

Nemesis is stood in the corner, waiting for his moment to strike as he watches Tom Ree haul up Knight. He hits a German suplex, he follows this up with a 2nd German suplex. Ree goes for the third German suplex but it's blocked by Knight, who somehow spins out and then finds the energy to fling Ree down with a German suplex of his own. Cover.

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

Visage has been forced onto the apron by both remaining members of The Empire, who takes turns to hit punches to the head but Visage clings on for all he's worth. The camera then pans to show Knight driving Ree down into the canvas with a Mountain Bomb. He hooks the leg.

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

Ethan Knight drags Tom Ree to his feet, he then launches him across the ring with a hip toss. Ree staggers up and runs towards Knight, who this time takes him down with a chimera-plex He makes the cover.

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

Ree barely forces the shoulder up, Ethan Knight waits for him to rise before whipping Ree into the ropes. He goes for a spinning spinebuster but Ree somehow counters with a codebreaker like move, leaving both men down on the mat as the clock hits 0:00 and it's time for the next entrant into the match.

RJ: Who's it going to be next?!

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.

MW: Another monster into the match!

Berg storms down to the ring, he climbs in over the top rope and right over to where Hidari and Nogami are attempting to force Visage off the apron. Berg firstly grabs Hidari by the head and flings him halfway across the ring, before lifting Nogami onto his shoulders and hitting an electric chair drop.

RJ: What the hell was that about?

MW: He laid Visage out earlier tonight, and now he's saving him?!

Berg lifts up Visage and brings him in over the top rope and back into his feet in the middle of the ring. His tag partner stares at him for a moment in confusion, he then nods and smiles.

RJ: Looks like they've patched up their...ICE BREAKER!

MW: Berg just wanted to take out Visage himself!

Udo nails the huge chokeslam on Visage, but he doesn't cover, instead lifting up Visage again...

RJ: And again!

MW: Now he covers!

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

Udo Berg gets to his feet and Nemesis marches forward from the corner, which elicits a huge response from the crowd.

RJ: Every time a monster has entered into this match, Nemesis has looked to face them up straight away!

Nemesis goes head to head with Berg, one of few who could. The big Icelander shoves Nemesis, who returns the favour. Berg shoves Nemesis back with some force to the corner, at this point Nogami and Hidari roll up and shove Berg into Nemesis, crunching him against the turnbuckles.

Nogami and Hidari then grab Berg, forcing him out over the top rope. Like Visage earlier, he lands on the apron. Nogami and Hidari are kicking away at the gut and head of Berg with roundhouse kicks. Tom Ree and Knight are up, and they notice who it is on the apron.

MW: They want Berg out of this match, and quickly!

Tom Ree joins Nogami and Hidari in punching away on the head of Berg, but Knight stays away for a moment. He then sprints in..

RJ: Lights out!

MW: And that's it for Berg, he's off the apron and out of the match!

RJ: Not too much time for the big man to make an impact on the contest.

Knight mouths to Ree "That's how you do it," which sends the Teacher into a rage, he leaps at Knight who blocks a couple of punches before hitting a headbutt. Ree staggers back, Knight kicks him in the gut before throwing him shoulder first into the corner. He staggers out of the corner into a belly to belly suplex, Knight hooks the leg as The Empire go on the attack against Nemesis.

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

"Turn up the trouble" blares out and the crowd are mostly positive in their reception as Mr Kenty strides out onto the stage.

RJ: Here he is folks, last year's winner entering into the contest.

MW: And one of this year's favourites, despite his loss tonight to Crime Lord.

Kenty rolls into the ring, he drags Nogami away from Nemesis before dropping him with a reverse DDT. He then drags Kenji Hidari back, before Irish whipping him into the corner. Kenty hits a running clothesline, followed by hitting a facewash kick on Kenji. He makes the cover.

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

Kenty keeps his attentions firmly on Kenji Hidari, stomping a mudhole into his head before allowing the former Freeweight champion to his feet. He then drives him into the canvas with a forward Russian legsweep. Kenty goes into the cover, Nogami runs off the ropes but Nemesis cuts him off before he can reach Kenty with a clothesline to the head.

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

Kenty gets to his feet, he nods to Nemesis who returns the gesture. Kenty quickly moves Nemesis out of the way as he spots Nogami stirring and running towards him, Kenty drives Nogami into the canvas with the mic check!

MW: It looks like those two might try to work together in this match!

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

RJ: Nogami's gone!

MW: And now the attention turns to Hidari, Neme and Kenty beating down on him.

Meanwhile, Tom Ree is dragged to his feet by Ethan Knight, who has him locked into the Tazz-mission hold. Ree is desperately trying to fight out, somehow he manages to hit a jawbreaker yet Knight still has the hold synched in, even as he's partially stunned by the jawbreaker. Ree hits another before hitting a snapmare...

RJ: The Last Lesson!

MW: Out of nowhere!

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

RJ: And now Knight has gone!

Ree shuffles back to the corner, trying to stay out of the action momentarily as Nemesis and Kenty beat away on Hidari. They drag him out of the corner, setting up for what looks to be a double suplex when the clock hits 00:00 once more...

"They Say" hits and Nemesis immediately turns around, Cassius Zhi walks out ontot he stage.

MW: HERE WE GO!

RJ: They've fought once tonight, now it looks like it might be time for Round Two!

Cassius paces down the ramp, he climbs onto the ring apron and Nemesis immediately runs in at him, but Zhi pulls down the top rope.

MW: Nemesis sent flying!

RJ: He's out of the match!

MW: Zhi has taken Nemesis out of the match-up, making his chances of winning greater and avoiding any kind of physical confrontation with the monster.

RJ: Or maybe not Michael!

Nemesis quickly grabs a hold of Zhi's right leg as he tries to step into the ring, Nemesis is grinning up at Zhi who tries to free his leg but to no avail as Nemesis holds on.

MW: Tom Ree!

RJ: Dropkick to Zhi, and Ree has possibly the biggest moment in his career to date, he's just eliminated Cassius Zhi from the Gold Rush battle royal!

MW: And now Nemesis has his hands on Zhi again!

On the outside, Zhi is dragged up by Nemesis. He hits a couple of punches only for Zhi to prod him in the eye, Cassius starts booting away at Nemesis, attempting to force him back towards the railings. Cassius then runs in, he goes for a clothesline but Nemesis back body drops him into the front row.

Nemesis then climbs into the crowd, he and Zhi begin exchanging punches as Cassius tries to make his way up the steps to leave the arena. Kenty is watching on from inside the ring, which allows Hidari to go for a roll-up on the former undisputed champion.

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

RJ: Kenty nearly caught out there!

Kenty powers the shoulder up, Hidari quickly connects with a vicious punt kick to the side of the head. He then drags up Mr Kenty, before throwing him into the ropes. On the rebound, Hidari plans Kenty into the mat with a spinebuster. He hooks the leg.

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

Kenty forces the shoulder up, Hidari drags Kenty up before hitting him with a brainbuster. The former world champion rolls towards the ropes, where Hidari runs in and goes for an over the top rope tiger feint kick.

MW: Risky move from Hidari...

RJ: But he nails it!

MW: Great work from Kenji!

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

RJ: Time for Number 19!

"Lonely boy" hits and the crowd descend into boos. Max Adamson storms out onto the stage looking severley pissed off as he strides down the ramp.

MW: Max Adamson wouldn't have wanted to be in this match, in fact I don't think anyone expected him to be in this match!

RJ: Least of all Max, but now he has to make the most of the situation. It's a good time to enter the match in my view.

Adamson steps into the ring, Tom Ree looks to confront the Australian but he is knocked down with a clothesline. Ree stumbles up, Max Adamson grabs him by the head and throws him over the top rope. Ree lands on his feet but this doesn't perturb Max who sends him flying with a big boot to the head.

MW: Ree was incredibly impressive tonight, but he met an absolute freight train in Max Adamson at that moment. Wrong place, wrong time. It was nothing more or less than that.

Max then turns his attentions to Kenji Hidari, he drags him away from Kenty before monkey-flipping him into the corner. Max runs in, nailing Hidari with a huge splash. He collapses out of the corner, Max then picks up Mr Kenty before sending him down to the mat with a big German suplex.

Kenty rolls up to his feet, Max hits a big back body drop and Kenty rolls into the corner. Kenji Hidari runs in and leaps onto Max, putting him in a sleeper hold only for Adamson to easily throw Hidari down. He stumbles to his feet and Max runs in...

MW: GORE! GORE! GORE!

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

RJ: Hidari is out of there now as well!

MW: Max Adamson is on fire, and it's down to just him and Kenty for the time-being.

RJ: He's been in there for a minute and a half, and has already taken out two competitors!

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.

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

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.

RJ: Max completely dominating!

MW: Let's see whose out next to try and stop this juggernaut!

The clock ticks down to 0 and ‘I Fought the Law’ booms out and the crowd’s reception quickly becomes hostile. Cameron Faith cockily swaggers out from behind the curtain, before making his way down the ramp. He slides into the ring and walks straight up to Max.

RJ: Brave move!

Adamson nods and it soon becomes clear that they are going to work together, Faith starts kicking away at the gut of Kenty into the corner before running in and nailing a shining wizard. He fires him forward out of the corner into Max who hits a big clothesline. Cover.

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!

Cameron Faith steps in, he drags up Kenty before hitting him with a backbreaker. Kenty rolls towards the ropes, Faith continues stomping down on him before dragging him up to his feet. He suplexes him down to the canvas. Kenty rolls up and Faith hits him with an STO backbreaker into a swinging neckbreaker. Cover.

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

Kenty forces the shoulder up, Faith and Max lift him up and then whip him into the ropes, hitting a double clothesline on the rebound. Adamson takes control, lifting up Kenty onto his shoulders before nailing a running powerslam. Faith hits a standing moonsault for good measure before allowing Max to make the cover.

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

Max drags up Kenty, before throwing him firmly into the turnbuckles in the corner. Adamson and Faith punch away at the head of the former world champion as the clock again hits 0.

RJ: Here we go, Number 21!

"The Next Big Thing" blazes out through the speakers and the crowd cheer loudly as Mike Hill walks out onto the stage, his head bandaged up. He makes his way down to the ring and Faith grins.

MW: There is no way Hill should be out here, not after what happened earlier.

RJ: He can't be medically safe to compete, but I think this is more about revenge!

Hill rolls into the ring, first he drags Max Adamson away from the corner and takes him down with a standing Tornado DDT. He then ducks a punch from Faith, before hitting him with an inverted atomic drop. Hill runs the ropes, taking him down with a spinning heel kick.

Faith staggers to his feet, Hill throws him into the ropes and on the rebound hits a spin kick to the gut, followed by a running neckbreaker. Hill hooks the leg on the Freeweight champion. Cover.

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

Faith drives the shoulder up, Hill lifts him to his feet and pummels away at his head with huge punches that back Faith into the ropes. Hill then hits him with a dropkick, Faith lands on the ring apron and Hill continues punching away at Faith, but he holds onto the ropes. He then takes an almighty swing and catches Hill full on.

Hill staggers back, and Faith fires in another huge punch which sends Hill stumbling around. Adamson is up and runs in...

RJ: GORE! GORE! GORE!

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

MW: Hill is out of there!

RJ: He got a few shots in on Faith, but that was never safe for him to be in there, I hate to say it but it's good to see Hill out of the match early on.

Faith nods to Max, only for Kenty to run in and dropkick Max in the back, sending him into Faith. Kenty then grabs Max and hits him with a reverse DDT. He hooks the leg.

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

The former 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: Risky but effective from Kenty!

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

Kenty lifts up Max, he has him on his shoulders when the clock strikes 0...and "Rain Wizard" kicks in through the speakers, Crime Lord strides out onto the ramp.

MW: Another rematch from earlier on tonight!

Kenty drops Max down off his shoulders, Crime Lord steps into the ring and Kenty immediately takes him off his feet with a double leg takedown. He starts pummeling away on the head of Crime Lord, who manages to shove Kenty away from him.

Crime Lord rolls to his feet, Kenty runs in at him but Crime Lord takes him down with a clothesline. Kenty stumbles up and Crime Lord drops him to the canvas with a big boot. He hooks the leg.

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

Crime Lord lifts Kenty up to his feet, he throws him hard into the corner before sprinting in and nailing a spear. Kenty staggers forward and Crime Lord boots him in the gut, before hitting a DDT. He hooks the leg again.

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

Faith and Adamson have stirred to their feet and are watching as Crime Lord starts driving some hard elbows into the head of Kenty. Faith beckons for them to go over, Adamson looks he is going to follow suit before turning Faith around and knocking him down with a big right hand.

RJ: There goes that alliance!

Faith stumbles up in shock and Adamson hits a headbutt, a left and then a right hand. He whips Faith out across the ring and Adamson hits a snap powerslam on the rebound. He hooks the leg.

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

Max hauls Faith over his shoulders, he walks towards the ropes but Cameron drops down the back and then forces Adamson over the top rope, but not to the floor. Max pulls himself up as Faith fires in a couple of punches. Meanwhile, Crime Lord has Kenty set up for a powerbomb but he counters with a hurracanrana.

Crime Lord rolls up to his feet and Kenty grabs him by the head, before driving him into the canvas with a face-first Russian legsweep.

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

Adamson is still holding onto the ropes, he then manages to lift his boot up and force Faith away so he can step into the ring. Faith runs at him only for Adamson to drop him throat-first down across the top rope.

Mr Kenty drags up Crime Lord, he slings him over his shoulders and connects with a rolling fireman's carry slam.

MW: Time for number 23!

The lights go down in the arena as 'Wake Up' by Rage Against The Machine blasts out over the speakers, suddenly the tron flickers into life as the image of two scorpion tails whip into shot creating an 'X' with the words "Anger Is A Gift" underneath as the music fully kicks in Scorpion steps out onto the stage...

RJ: Scorpion is back!

MW: YES! YES! YES!

RJ: Are you happy Michael?!

MW: I love this kid! This is great! The Straight-edge saviour is back!

Scorpion strides down to the ring, he rolls in and quickly throws Kenty down from the top rope where he was stood. Kenty rolls up and Scorpion hits him with a sidewalk slam. He drags up Cameron Faith, throwing him shoulder-first into the steel ring post before dragging him back and nailing a reverse DDT.

Max has rose to his feet, Scorpion quickly boots him in the gut before hitting an X-Factor facebuster on the Australian. Scorpion turns around, he sees Crime Lord grounded and runs in at him...

RJ: Venom Sting!

MW: The punt kick!

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

MW: Scorpion is making up for lost time here!

Faith is up, Scorpion grabs him by the head before running the middle of the ring and hitting a bulldog. He then runs the ropes, leaping over both Faith and Crime Lord before hitting a double people's elbow drop down onto them.

Scorpion kips up to his feet but is cut off by Mr Kenty who sprints in and drills Scorpion with a huge forearm smash. He hooks the leg.

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

Scorpion is lifted up by Kenty, only to then be slammed down across the body of Crime Lord. Kenty then runs the ropes, hitting a leaping double leg drop down across the back of Scorpion, driving him into Crime Lord. Kenty shoves Scorpion away and then makes the cover on Crimey.

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

Crime Lord kicks out, Kenty quickly picks him up and drags him towards the corner where he starts pummeling away at the gut of Crime Lord. He then lifts him up to the top rope, before climbing up there himself.

RJ: Kenty going high-risk.

MW: He just wants revenge on Crime Lord, I'm not sure he's that bothered about winning the match at the moment.

Crime Lord tries to fight Kenty off with some punches but Kenty swiftly regains control. He has Crime Lord all set up for a superplex when Max Adamson rises to his feet, he runs and leaps onto the 2nd rope, grabbing Kenty by the waist....

RJ: German suplex and a superplex!

MW: That was amazing!

RJ: That could be it for Crime Lord!

MW: There's no-one to pin him, oh no here goes Scorpion.

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

"Blind Faith" blares out over the speakers and the crowd erupt into cheers as Clarke James bounds out onto the stage, he sprints down the ramp and slides in. Scorpion meets him but James knocks him down with a high knee.

Scorpion rolls up to his feet and James goes for a kick to the gut. Scorpion grabs it and James levels him with an enzaguri kick to the head. James hooks the leg.

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

Scorpion forces the shoulder up, James drags him to his feet and Irish whips him across the ring, hitting a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker on the rebound. James quickly goes to the top rope, where he dives off hitting a corkscrew senton on Scorpion. He covers.

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

Scorpion again kicks out, Clarke James drags him to his feet before hitting a big atomic drop. He runs off the ropes, hitting a clothesline to knock Scorpion down. James rolls up, Cameron Faith runs in at him but James takes him down with a spinning heel kick.

CJ spins around and there is Scorpion to kick him in the gut and then hit a suplex. He bridges into the pin.

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

James forces the shoulder up, Scorpion quickly drops a number of hard knees down into the back of CJ. He then puts him into the Venom of a thousand deserts.

RJ: Scorpion got the liontamer synched!

MW: Right in the middle of the ring as well, absolutely no escape from this for Clarke James!

RJ: What a submission move this is, and look at the force he is applying to the hold.

Scorpion wrenches back on the submission hold, James is screaming in agony as Scorpion smirks, staring up at the ramp as the clock strikes 0...

"Papercut" kicks in and the crowd go wild as Marshall Murdoch runs out onto the stage!

RJ: MARSHALL! MURDOCH IS BACK!

MW: MURDOCH IS BACK AND JUST IN TIME TO MAKE THE SAVE FOR HIS OLD TAG TEAM PARTNER!

Murdoch dives into the ring and sends Scorpion flying with a huge forearm smash, forcing him to release the hold. Murdoch then helps James to his feet, he's a bit dazed at first but soon realises what is going on and who is stood in front of him. He smirks and the two embrace for a moment.

Marshall then drags up Scorpion, he hits him with the Marshall law kick and Scorpion staggers into the path of James....

RJ: FAITHLESS!

MW: COH Re-Union in full flow!

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

James gets to his feet, he and Murdoch then set about Cameron Faith. They haul him to his feet and hit a double back suplex. Faith rolls up and Murdoch levels him with a roundhouse kick to the chin. He hooks the leg.

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

Faith forces the shoulder up, Murdoch drags him to his feet and then allows James to hit another atomic drop. Marshall then runs off the ropes, dropping Faith with a running bulldog. He hooks the leg.

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

Cameron Faith again kicks out, Marshall drags him to his feet and Irish whips him firmly into the corner. James runs in and hits a dropkick, which Marshall follows up with a dropkick of his own. Murdoch flings Faith over his shoulders and hits a Texan Slam. He hooks the leg.

RJ: It's like they've never been away!

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

James and Murdoch drag Faith towards the ropes, where they try to force him out over the top rope. The clock hits 0 and the crowd turn to the top of the stage for entrant 26...

"DUE TO THE GRAPHIC NATURE, VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED" booms out followed by a "Edgecrusher" as Logan Kincade stalks out onto the stage. He makes his way down the ramp and immediately goes after Mr Kenty, who has only just stirred since the German Suplex/Superplex combination move involving him, Max Adamson and Crime Lord.

Logan shoves Kenty back into the corner. Kincade then sprints in, hitting a big boot to the head. He leaves his boot in, choking Kenty out until the referee intervenes.

The former TAW world champion is eventually allowed to escape from the corner, only for Logan to grab him across his chest and nail a spinning side-slam backbreaker. The Hardcore champ hooks the leg.

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

Logan places Kenty into a front facelock. He hauls him to a vertical base, where he then proceeds to smash a series of big knees into the face. He then takes Kenty down to the canvas with an STO, before running off the ropes and going for a leg drop which connects. He hooks the leg.

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

The 6WF Hardcore champion drags Kenty to his feet, where he then fires in a number of big headbutts. Kenty falls into the ropes, Logan places Kenty's neck across the top rope, holds his legs up and then boots him int he chest. He then drags Kenty back, before driving him into the mat with an edge-o-matic. Cover.

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

Logan quickly rolls to his feet, he hauls up Kenty before connecting with a vertical suplex. He keeps the hold applied, before rolling back to his feet, he lifts Logan into the air and nails a Brainbuster! Cover.

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

Clarke James and Marshall Murdoch are still desperately trying to force Faith off the apron, but it is to no avail. He manages to pull himself up, he rocks Murdoch back with a European Uppercut. Crime Lord quickly grabs Murdoch by the waist and hits a German suplex.

RJ: It looks like Crime Lord wants no part of this COH re-union!

Crime Lord drags Marshall to his feet, he lifts him onto his shoulders for the lock n load but Murdoch counters with a DDT. He hooks the leg.

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

Murdoch beckons James over, the two start stomping away on the ankle of Crime Lord, leaving Faith to recover on the ring apron. The clock hits 0...

MW: And entrant Number 27 is...

"Defective Breed" blares out and the crowd descend into boos as Austin Stevens makes his way out onto the stage. Logan Kincade throws Mr Kenty down like a rag-doll out of the sleeper hold he had positioned in, and stands waiting impatiently for Stevens to enter the ring.

Stevens rolls in, and he and Kincade go at it from the off, much to the delight of the fans who cheer along with every punch despite having no liking for either competitor. Kincade and Stevens are smashing punches into each other all around the ring, avoiding the wreckage of bodies and the other action.

Kincade forces Stevens back into the corner, hitting a couple of shoulders thrusts only for Stevens to turn the tables and throw Kincade into the turnbuckles, before kicking away at his gut. Logan stumbles forward and Stevens kicks him in the stomach before hitting a piledriver.

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

Logan forces the shoulder up, Austin Stevens lifts him to his feet and then hits him with a stalling vertical suplex. Kincade staggers up to his feet and Stevens drills him with a yakuza kick to the head. Austin makes the cover again.

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

Stevens lifts up Logan in an armbar hold, before Irish whipping him across the ring. Kincade ducks a Stevens clothesline before exploding off the opposite ropes with a huge meathook clothesline of his own. He hooks the leg.

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

Stevens is the man who is forced to get the shoulder up on this occassion. Logan Kincade hauls him to his feet, before running in and taking him down with a crossbody block. Stevens rolls up, Kincade kicks him in the gut and nails a legsweep DDT. He hooks the leg.

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

Clarke James and Marshall Murdoch are still brutally attacking the ankle of Crime Lord with stomps, and then Marshall Murdoch locks in an ankle lock on Crime Lord, much to the delight of the fans.

However, the cheers are short-lived as Cameron Faith runs in and dropkicks James in the back first, sending him into the ropes. He turns on the spot and in one motion, levels Marshall with his trademark superkick finisher. Faith hooks the leg.

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

MW: Marshall Murdoch is now eliminated.

RJ: James back to fighting by himself!

MW: But he's going to be replaced now...and who is it going to be?

"I AM KILLER" plays out...

MW: This is some kind of joke right?

RJ: No Michael, I don't think it is!

Killer walks out onto the stage, Killer slaps the fans hands, Killer rolls into the ring. He strides right up to Logan Kincade, who smiles back before levelling Killer with a huge punch. He locks him in the sleeper hold...

RJ: Blind Justice!

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

MW: A short-lived spell in the match for Killer!

RJ: But it's cost Kincade, Stevens ambush from behind!

Stevens chopblocks Kincade down, and immediately starts punching away on his head of the Hardcore champion. Stevens removes the top turnbuckle cover, he then starts smashing Logan's head into that. He then drags him back from the corner, where he connects with a bridging German suplex.

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

Logan forces the shoulder up, Austin Stevens places him into a full nelson hold before dragging him to his feet and connecting with a back-stabber. Stevens again hooks the leg.

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

Kincade forces the shoulder up, Stevens slings him over his shoulders and then drops him over the top rope. Logan lands on the apron, Stevens hits a series of big European Uppercuts on Kincade but he is hanging on.

Meanwhile, Clarke James takes Cameron Faith down with a big right-hand. Faith stirs to his feet and James hits a swinging neckbreaker. Faith rolls to his feet, James dropkicks him towards the ropes. Faith rebounds to the middle of the ring...

MW: Faithlesss!

RJ: Faith eliminated by Faithless?

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

MW: No he kicks out!

Cameron Faith forces the shoulder up, James starts beating away on him forcing Faith into the ropes. He then sprints in and goes for a clothesline, but Faith pulls the top rope down.

RJ: James is sent flying!

MW: James is eliminated!

Austin Stevens is still punching away at the head of Kincade as the clock hits 0.

RJ: Number 29...

"Buffalo soldier" roars out and the crowd cheer hugely as Rasta runs out onto the stage with all of his trademark enthusiasm. He dances happily down the ramp, tagging the fans hands before leaping onto the apron...

MW: GORE! GORE! GORE!

RJ: Rasta has been eliminated already!

MW: Thank god for that, thank god we got rid of him and Killer before they had any chance of winning this damn match.

RJ: Now there is just one man left to enter the match!

Max
smirks down at Rasta, only for Crime Lord to run in and roll-up Max Adamson.
Ref: 1..................2.................Kick out!

Adamson kicks out, he rises to his feet angrily but Crime Lord ducks the attempted clothesline and hits him with a spear. Crime Lord then punches down on the head of Max, before walking to the corner. Adamson stirs....

RJ: Mafia Mow Down!

MW: That could be the end of the match for Max Adamson!

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

Stevens is punching down on the head of Logan Kincade but Logan manages to block one. He then headbutts away at Stevens forcing him away from the ropes. Kincade steps into the ring, just as Mr Kenty and Faith rise. They all look over to Max Adamson, who Crime Lord has up against the ropes.

They all stride over, surrounding Max Adamson who looks up in fear as Stevens, Faith, Kenty and Crime Lord stand glaring at him.

The clock starts ticking down as they takes punches at him...

10...9....8....7....6

MW: Adamson can't withstand this much longer!

5.......

4..........

3.........

2..........

1...........

RJ: Well there isn't much longer to go now, it's time for number 30!
The clock strikes 0, everyone turns to the top of the stage...

..."Lonely boy" blares out...

MW: What the hell?

RJ: That's Adamson's music!

MW: The biggest moment of the night and those idiots in production can't even play the right track. Someone best be getting fired for this...

RJ: Wait there, it is Entrant Number 30. Entrant Number 30 is The Angel!

MW: Max must have had this planned! He must of done!

RJ: This isn't fair, it can't be allowed!

MW: Is he even an active member of the roster?!

The Angel makes his way down the ramp, he steps into the ring and the first thing he does is grab Crime Lord and drag him away from Max Adamson and throw him to the other side of the ring.

MW: Business has just picked up!

The Angel then grabs Logan Kincade, sending him flying over the top rope. Logan lands on the ring apron but The Angel quickly sees to that, by booting him in the head.

RJ: There's six men left in this match-up!

The Angel turns around to see Austin Stevens right up in his face, he points to Logan Kincade and shouts "HE WAS MINE YOU FUCKING IDIOT, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?"

MW: I'm not sure how clever that was from Austin Stevens!

The Angel swots Stevens away with a huge right-hand, Kenty comes at The Angel next but he too suffers the same punishment. Stevens stumbles up to his feet first and Angel knocks him down with a clothesline. The Angel then grabs Stevens by the head, and launches him out over the top rope.

RJ: The Angel is making an impact!

MW: He's the game-changer for Adamson!

Max Adamson shoves Faith away from him against the ropes, he sees Crime Lord stirring and he runs in at him...

RJ: GORE! GORE! GORE!

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

MW: There goes Crime Lord!

The Angel quickly picks up Mr Kenty, he and Adamson beat away on Kenty who is forced into the ropes. Angel then runs in and clotheslines Kenty down to the outside.

RJ: Kenty's gone!

MW: Only three men left...

RJ: Max Adamson, The Angel and....

MW: CAMERON FAITH!

Faith runs in, he chopblocks Angel. He rolls to his feet, Adamson spins around and Faith fires in a series of punches to Max, backing him into the corner.

Adamson replies with punches of his own, but Faith kicks him in the gut. He starts pummeling away on the back of Max Adamson, setting up for a DDT...

RJ: DAMN IT!

MW: THE ANGEL AGAIN!

The Angel runs in, he knocks Faith down with a double axe-handle to the back of the head. The Angel quickly grabs Faith by the waist and flings him across the ring with a Brock Lesnar style German suplex.

Max and The angel start beating down on Faith in the corner with punches as the crowd boo loudly. Adamson then nods to the Angel, he positions Faith against the ropes before both Max and The Angel knock Faith down to the outside with a big clothesline.

Adamson turns around, he looks at Angel and breaks into a huge smile.

RJ: So...our last two are Max Adamson and The Angel?!

MW: What is going on here?!

RJ: Max wants a mic, damn it, Max Adamson knew what he was doing this whole time. Look at that smile on his damn face.

Max is passed a mic, and he continues to grin.

Max Adamson: Oh, how the tables have turned. It was only an hour or so ago that you were all laughing at Max Adamson, and how I'd lost the 6WF Undisputed Title to The Saint. Hell, I bet even The Saint was laughing as he sat backstage in his office with the medics making sure they kept that old relic away from the hospital bed. You all thought it was the end of Max Adamson, especially The Saint.

But no, no...no! You don't get rid of me that easily Saint. I can't believe that you haven't learnt by now that Max Adamson is smarter than you. Max Adamson is always one step ahead of The Saint. That's why you're sat watching on backstage, helpless, as I stand here on the verge of the easiest Gold Rush battle royal win of all time.

And there's not a damn thing you or anyone else can do about it. Max Adamson is the Gold Rush Battle Royal Winner 2014, Max Adamson is going to the main event and a world title match at Born In Fire, a match I will win, without even breaking a sweat.

RJ: This is pathetic!

MW: I'm a huge Adamson fan, but this isn't how the Gold Rush battle royal should be. This is about every man for himself.

RJ: Adamson is a coward Michael, I've always told you that. This is absolute horse-crap from Adamson, he's ruined this spectacle just because he lost his title belt. To the better man!

MW: We didn't think Adamson would take it well, but I didn't think he would do something like this.

The crowd are chanting "This is bullshit" at Max Adamson, who simply smiles back.

Max Adamson: Would you please shut the hell up? Max Adamson hasn't finished yet. Max Adamson has to thank someone, this man to my right. My Guardian Angel. Yes he made a little mistake earlier, but he has proven once again his loyalty to me, proven that he will look over me and protect me from anything.

That's why he's my Guardian Angel, and you know what, he's a better damn friend than Chris Patricks ever was to me! Chris Patricks would never do this for me, Chris Patricks would never have let Max Adamson win this match. But Angel knows what's right, and he knows that he's looking at the 2014 Gold Rush Battle Royal Winner.

Angel, thank you for everything. Now can you please leave the ring?

The crowd continue with their bullshit chants.

RJ: This is a disgrace Michael!

The Angel just stands there, looking at Max. Adamson looks a little nervous...

Max Adamson: I said, can you leave the ring now Angel? Please move out of the ring.

The Angel simply stands there blankly.

MW: Maybe he doesn't want to leave the ring?

RJ: What the hell is going on here?

Max holds the mic away from himself, and whispers something to The Angel. But he just stands there. Adamson walks up to The Angel and pushes him back...

MW: Max has had enough of Angel milking his moment!

RJ: Adamson wants him out of there now so he can his phony coronation as the Gold Rush winner.

Adamson pushes Angel again, but this time Angel shoves Max back and he is sent toppling over. The crowd cheer loudly as Max Adamson rises up in shock.

MW: What was that?!

Max Adamson: WHAT IN THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING? GET OUT OF THIS DAMN RING RIGHT NOW, BEFORE I HAVE TO DO IT MYSELF! YOU KNEW THE DEAL, GET THE HELL OUT OF THIS RING RIGHT NOW! THIS IS MY MOMENT!

RJ: Max is losing his temper

The crowd start chanting Angel's name, and Adamson changes expression, he begins laughing into the mic.

Max Adamson: Oh you idiots. We were just playing with you a little bit. Max Adamson is a company man, so I thought we could drag this ending out a little to make sure the fans at home stayed tuned in. I think that's enough fun for now don't you Angel?

So how about it hey, now is the time to do the right thing and leave this ring...

Before I make you!

Angel stands still for a minute, simply staring back at Max Adamson before walking towards the ropes. The Angel gets to the ropes and the crowd start booing.

MW: About time too!

RJ: Don't do it Angel, don't listen to him!

The Angel goes to step over the top rope, and Max Adamson runs up behind him and pushes The Angel but he stands his ground. The Angel then turns and shoves Adamson down to the mat!

RJ: The crowd liked that one!

The Angel then steps over the top rope, he stands on the apron. He looks to the floor, before turning and looking back at Max.

RJ: Even after that, he's going to do it.

The Angel goes to step down off the apron, but he then stops and steps into the ring, and the crowd go crazy. The Angel stands over Max Adamson who gets to his feet...

MW: Adamson's going for him!

RJ: This isn't what he had planned!

Adamson fires away at The Angel with a blur of punches, The Angel fires a few punches back in but Adamson is relentless in his punching, much like the crowd are in their chanting of Angel's name.

The Angel then rocks Max with a big right hand, and another, and another. Max staggers back...

MW: OH MY GOD!

RJ: GORE! GORE! GORE!

MW: GORE BY THE ANGEL!

RJ: BY ADAMSON'S GUARDIAN ANGEL!

The Angel stands over Max to huge cheers, he then picks him up and throws him over the top rope to the floor, which is met with even louder cheers.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

RJ: I DON'T BELIEVE WHAT JUST HAPPENED!

MW: DOES THAT COUNT? DOES HE WIN?!

RJ: OF COURSE IT COUNTS MIKE! HE'S THE LAST MAN STANDING!

MW: BUT WHAT THE? WHAT THE HELL WAS HE DOING? THAT WASN'T THE PLAN!

RJ: I THINK THERE'S BEEN A CHANGE OF PLAN!

MW: BUT WHY? HE'S ADAMSON'S GUARDIAN ANGEL!

RJ: I DON'T KNOW MICHAEL! I DON'T HAVE A DAMN CLUE WHAT'S GOING ON!

MW: WHAT JUST HAPPENED?!

RJ: MAX ADAMSON DOESN'T EVEN KNOW!

MW: ADAMSON IS APOPLECTIC WITH RAGE ON THE OUTSIDE!

Adamson is running around the estate, beating the ring apron, kicking the steel steps and going absolutely crazy. He demands a microphone and snatches it from the Mike Bird.

Max Adamson: Who the hell are you? and what the hell do you think you're doing? What are you playing at? You knew the plan! Why the hell did you just do that? WHO ARE YOU???!!!

MW: The question everyone wants answered...

In the ring, Angel bends down slowly, picking up the mic Max used earlier. He breathes heavily into the microphone, slowly pulling back his mask.

RJ: What the hell is going on?

MW: The hair is coming with the mask, it must have been a wig?

The Angel is staring at the ground, face-down, mic to his lips...

"My name............................is...............................................................


Christopher.........................................................................................................................................................................................................


James................................................................................................................................................................................................................


Patricks..............................................................................................................................................................................................................



And at Born In Fire.............................................I'm going to finish.............................what you started!"

He lifts his head up to reveal his face. The crowd go absolutely crazy, chanting Chris Patricks over and over.

RJ: WHAT THE?

MW: BUT...BUT...HE WAS....

RJ: WHAT IN GOD'S NAME IS GOING ON HERE?

MW: THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING.

RJ: HOW IS THIS EVEN POSSIBLE?

MW: I DON'T UNDERSTAND...WHAT IS....HOW IS HE HERE?!

Adamson crumples to his knees on the outside, looking up at Patricks in the ring in disbelief as Destiny goes off air.