6WF Presents - War! Sunday 28th October

Vortex is shown backstage. He grabs a speaker container and tosses it across the backstage area. He grabs a stage hand by the throat….

Vortex: Where. Is. Kenty!!?!?!

Vortex lifts the man by his shirt and glares down at him…

SH: I……..I……..don’t know……..

??: Put him down. Now.

Vortex looks over as Abe Abercorn walks towards him. Vortex drops the stage hand and snarls at Abe who helps the stage hand up.

AA: Looking for someone?

Vortex: Where the hell is he? I want him NOW!!!

Vortex tries to intimidate Abe who seems completely unfazed….

AA: Shouting won’t get you anywhere, Vincent. However, whilst I can’t help you with location of Mr Kenty right now, I can confirm that you will be able to get your hands on him………..at War….

Vortex smiles….

AA: Oh, and you’ll be defending you’re Freeweight Title against him for good measure…

Vortex’s smile fades slightly as Abe walks off. A group of stage hands walk by and Vortex shoves them to the ground before walking off.

The camera cuts to a empty lockeroom. Vortex suddenly bursts through the door and angrily starts pacing up and down. He smashes some empty lockers shut and bangs his fist in some others. He looks very agitated and he shakes his head from side to side as he walks around.

He lifts his FreeWeight title off his shoulder and chucks it to the floor. He starts to point at it and mumble under his breath, while pressing his hands up to either side of his head.

Vortex: Always getting in my way! Always! You told me that we would be together! You said about light and dark. Light and dark. Light and dark! You told me that I was the darkness....the dark matter....and you were my saviour! Something to cling onto. Something to hold dear. My guiding light!

He sits down on the bench and kicks the belt away.

Vortex: And now.....now I could lose you. And where does that leave me? Eh? Eh? What do you mean you will move on?! No one cares about you lighting the path for the new owner. I don't! I made you! Before you was just a two bit title with a history of failure, changes and remorse. And you dare tell me you made me?!

He holds his head in his hands and shakes it furiously from side to side.

Vortex: Kenty could win you know. Oh yes.....he could. He could snatch away what I have held with dignity for 100 days! I am not questioning myself! I am stating the truth......what becomes of me then?!

He stops shaking his head and slowly raises his head towards the camera. His face is now calm and he starts to speak in low tones.

Vortex: But.....you are right. Kenty, if you can hear this, come Sunday, our paths will entwine again. You seem adamant to take me on and relieve me of my championship. I warn you now, I will not make that act easy for you. I have too much to lose.

He gets to his feet and walks over to the discarded FreeWeight belt.

Vortex: Am I ready for War? No, I am ready for much more than that. A battle isn't worth winning unless it finishes the hostilities. It draws a line under the saga, and closes the chapter on the conflict. And that is what I wish to happen at the end of our match. Whether the end comes within a mere moment or long drawn out bloody skirmish; that end will come........

He looks down at the FreeWeight belt and shakes his head slowly.

Vortex: The end has to come.....we have go too far now. We still have thirty days to achieve our goal. Thirty days to prove a point. Thirty days for our ambition to be fulfilled. And if we don't reach it, I am not sure how it will affect me. I have cracked before. I can't crack again. We have gone too far. Much much too far....

He lifts the belt up and lowers it over his shoulder. He stares around the empty locker room.

Vortex: Quiet as a grave.......through death comes resurrection. I am alone in my thoughts, actions and results. Kenty may beat me, but he won't break me. And this belt will always belong in my hands. I can't lose it now......

He walks towards the door and turns the light off again. He turns around and looks into the gloom.

Vortex: I won't lose. I have come too far. The voices tell me so....

He violently slaps the side of his head a few times, before slamming the door shut.

After Tuesdays episode of Ascension



The crowd are still focused on the ring, Lex Hart is sat looking at his hands, shaking his head he runs his fingers through his hair.



An ambulance crew has arrived to care for the referee who is laid stricken in the middle of the ring. Lex stands and walks towards them, security hold him back as he appears to be trying to help



LH: Is he ok? – Careful with his neck



Oh man I’m sorry, I’m so sorry – I just snapped!!!



Lex walks away with his head in his hands



The ambulance crew put the ref on a stretcher, taking care with his neck they carefully lift him from the ring and make their way up the ramp



Lex is pacing back and forth, he stops and stares as the stretcher reaches the top of the ramp and disappears through the curtain



Lex signals to the ringside crew for a microphone



Lex looks to the sky as the crowd start to boo



LH: That was not me – Damn!!!!!!!



Lex kicks the ropes



Jessica you vindictive little bitch, you did this!!!!!!!!!!!!



The crowd boo even more



All I wanted was to be left alone – Why couldn’t you just leave me alone!!!!!!!!!!



JT: Looks like Lex once again refusing to take the blame for his actions



Lex hears this comment and fixes Jeff a glare



LH: That’s not fair – You saw what happened.



Jeff shrugs his shoulders



LH: I didn’t mean this to happen. All I wanted was to come back to 6WF and be given a chance. I know what I have done in the past but this is not part of some great plan to screw everybody over



I don’t want any part in Jessica’s games; she and Dubois are welcome to one another



CROWD:BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Lex lifts the microphone back to his lips



CROWD : YOU SUCK YOU SUCK YOU SUCK YOU SUCK YOU SUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Lex drops the microphone to the floor, hanging his head he climbs through the ropes and heads up the ramp way. Before heading through the curtain he turns to face the crowd



CROWD: GO HOME LEX, GO HOME LEX, GO HOME LEX, GO HOME LEX, GO HOME LEX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



JT: The 6WF community making there feelings heard



Lex shakes his head and heads through the curtain to the backstage area

*The scene opens up to the 6WF arena, where the fans are shown cheering and making plenty of noise in anticipation for what happens next. Signs and plenty of chants can also be heard being picked up from the camera. "Turn up the trouble" roars from the soundsystem as many of the fans in attendance rise to welcome in a familiar face with the camera now fully focused on the Titantron. Michael Wire and RJ can now be heard from the commentary area.*

RJ: Here comes one of the most charismatic men you will ever meet folks.. and he is Mr Kenty!

MW: Sure we will see some bravado tonight, no question.. I just hope he can put his money where his mouth is come Sunday when he faces Vortex at War. Vortex is on a mission and Kenty has got to be careful.

*Standing on top of the ramp with a mischevious glint in his baby blue eyes and a broad smile to go with his hair which is slicked to one side, Kenty soaks in the praise from the crowd. Wearing a plain white shirt with a pair of blue chino's alongside a pair of red vans, Kenty ushers to the camera. Speaking into the camera, Kenty utters the words*

Mr Kenty: Live life loud!

*With that, Kenty strides down to the ring smiling at the fans in attendance as he gets to the steel steps. A few fans are bowing as Kenty climbs through the ring ropes and quickly makes his way to the middle of the ring as the crowd begin to ramp up the cheers with plenty of Kenty chants and the odd few boos.*

RJ: I know your a little sceptical of Mr Kenty, Michael, But you got to admit he would lay everything down for this company. We have seen him on Television shows, trending on Twitter, Press conferences.. you name it he's done it! and to boot he's a hell of an athlete..

MW: I'm wise enough to accept he's talented no question. I'm sceptical as I feel Kenty has underachieved since being on 6WF.. you can have all the bravado and commitment but if you cannot back it up in the middle of that ring then, well it's somewhat hollow. I also feel I cannot trust this guy just yet.. let's remember he was part of Genesis which shook 6CW to it's core..who's to say he wouldn't do that again? keep your eyes on him RJ..

RJ: Strong words from my partner, folks. But that's why we love him! everyone has an opinion. Let's see what the man in the ring has to say..

*The lights darken apart from a beam of white light which rockets down to the middle of the ring where Mr Kenty is anticipating his trademark microphone which descends from the rafters into his clutches. Kenty then raises the microphone to his lips before speaking.*

Mr Kenty: First off.. I would just like to apologise for my absence this week from competing. Our benevolent general manager, Mr Danny McGraw decided I should have the week off.. now, I realise I'm probably not on Mr McGraw's good books or probably most people on the roster for that matter.. but I would like to thank Mr McGraw for my week off.. it allowed me..well it allowed me to.. ahem!

*Pulling out a piece of scruffy looking paper, Kenty begins to read the notes made on the paper.*

Mr Kenty: It allowed me to firstly.. catch up with my old dear. How lovely it was folks! I treated her to a lovely dinner at a great little restaurant down the street..

Mr Kenty: Item two! this week off allowed me to chill.. and by chill I mean.. slob out. It was onesie treatment baby! I had ice cream.. pizza.. skittles..you name it! that fatty, sugary empty calorie goodness!

Mr Kenty: Item three! I played on a gaming console.. yes I cleared off some of the dust and played a pretty big grossing worldwide game.. And I loved it! I would also like to extend my apologies for "camping" sorry guys..

Mr Kenty: And finally.. Item four. Had the best therapeutic treatment ever.. Charlotte, Charlie you are a star..

*Many of the fans are chuckling and lapping up Kenty's comments as he stands in the ring proudly. Looking with a cheeky demeanour around his face, Kenty stares at the last item before speaking.*

Mr Kenty: Ahh yes Item five.. and folks it's a pretty big item! Item five.. well Item five is pretty special because item five was simply.. wait. Wait for the perfect moment! and that moment came on Friday when out of the blue I pretty much humiliated a Goliath and made said Goliath pretty god damn mad! Stupid.. reckless.. irrational? No.. I think it made perfect sense! Now I don't particularly have the best memory but a few weeks back and I assume all you guys will remember.. a man as nearly old as Gaia itself took it on himself to whack me with a stick in the back of the head which made me subsequently lose a match with his client, a man with the I.Q of a Kumquat, Vortex pick up the scraps like a Fish and Chip shop and pick up the one, two three..I don't forget those things to easily and neither do you guys huh?

*Smiling widely, Kenty raises his arms to get even more of a reaction from the crowd which he does*

Mr Kenty: But this is where the sticky point is..

*Suddenly, a serious more focused Kenty comes to the fore, his eyes piercing the camera and the audience is gripped.*

Mr Kenty: The sticky point is simply.. Vortex. Our Freeweight champion! this guy has been uttered in many corners of the locker room as the most dominant, fearful and downright ruthless champion we have to offer with most running the opposite way from the way he is walking.. that robotic, controlled monster is of the leash to many people! but that is what I like.. A off the leash monster. As many of you know.. Vortex and I have had plenty of beef over the past couple of months.. we have traded insults, move after move, beatdowns and humiliations and many off these skirmishes have seen me come of the worse.. so, I guess it makes sense this little feud could come to a close at the appropriately named War PPV.

Mr Kenty: You guys probably see us as a traditional hero vs villain, locked in a endless fight till the end of time kind of fight but we both know the end is in sight. War is appropriate on so many levels..

Mr Kenty: War is a huge conflict where there will be casualties. War is dangerous, barbaric, cruel and dangerous and that is what I'm fully expecting when I walk into that arena and that ring to face a man that has made me life tough.. I have no qualms about it, Vortex is one of the most dangerous guys I have ever faced..

Mr Kenty: It's well documented, Vortex causes destruction. He's almost like a nuclear missile heading at someone or something and lately that something has been yours truly! It's happened before and this won't be the last time but Vortex is going to hurt me at War. Vortex is more than able to smash my skull against steel steps, steel ring posts, tables you name it he will do it! maybe he will damage me so much I won't leave this ring on my two feet..

Mr Kenty: But.. you guys should know me by now. I can take the pain.. take the abuse.. take the punishment. But I can equally dole it out.. and Vortex, oh boy don't misunderstand me.. you have me pretty mad to these past few months! who's to say I'm not going to smash skulls, brake bones, tear tendons.. who's to say I'm not just going to try and pin Vortex..maybe I will just be content on kicking him around the arena until the sun rises!

*Kenty pauses as the crowd begin to cheer again and a brief smile returns before Kenty speaks again.*

Mr Kenty: You guys must think I'm pretty weird.. but I consider Vortex a storm. A storm which is weakening.. take a hurricane for instance. It grows in the Atlantic and builds up strength, destroying everything in it path. It then reaches the mainland.. sure it batters, destroys homes and ruins lives but what happens next? I tell you what happens next.. the storm dissipates. It finishes.. consigned to the history books. And that is what is going to happen on Sunday.

Mr Kenty: This storm has been brewing known as Vortex for months and it's going to hit the mainland this Sunday and when it does.. It will be violent, brutal and chaotic but ultimately the outcome will be the storm dissipates and the sun will rise yet again.. So this Sunday.. the battlefront is War.. a storm is coming but a storm has been brewing within me for months.. fighting fire with fire has always been how I go and there is no way in hell I'm going to backdown! Vortex can bring his all and I can guarantee I will be bringing my all and when all is said and done.. when this War has finished and the dust has settled.. out of the carnage will be a new Freeweight champion and his name will be...

MRRRRRRRRRRRRR KEEEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNTTTTTTTYYYYYYYY!

Kenty!

RJ: Strong words from the challenger, Mr Kenty!

MW: We shall see at War.. but I'm looking forward to this one partner.. these guys are going to destroy each other!

*The crowd erupts, as Kenty mounts the turnbuckle, tossing the microphone away before pointing at the crowd and smiling showing off his pearly whites. Kenty then stares up to the rafters at the Born In Fire sign and looks up at it intently before looking down at the crowd again, raising his arms and getting a last major blast of cheers before the scene fades away.*

"Breathe" suddenly blasts out of the speakers and Kenty stares down the aisle at the approaching Vortex. He jumps off the turnbuckle ready for a fight, but Vortex simply starts walking round the ring, clutching the FreeWeight title as he goes. He finally enters the ring slowly and picks up the discarded microphone, while not taking his eyes off Kenty as he does so.

He starts to look round at the crowd who have already started booing. He clutches the FreeWeight title a little tighter as the boos ring out. Kenty still stands there, fists clenched, ready to attack if provoked. Vortex just stares at him and the two men eyeball each other in what looks like a stalemate.

Then, Vortex slowly paces toward Kenty. He does it in such a manner that doesn't make Kenty attack, even when he is standing toe to toe with him. They continue to stare at each other. Vortex gradually kneels in front of Kenty and delicately lays the FreeWeight title at his feet. He then rises back up, and then backs away, still locking his eyes with Kenty's.

RJ: Is this some kind of twisted gesture by Vortex?!

MW: I am not sure. Mind games perhaps? I am still waiting for this to explode!

Vortex gestures to the FreeWeight title but Kenty is unmoved. He at last raises the microphone to his lips and begins to talk in low tones.

Vortex: There we go Mr Kenty. The prize for the victor this Sunday. The title you crave. The championship that could make or break you. Quite literally.

The crowd boo at this and Kenty smirks a little at the quip.

Vortex: You mention that a storm is brewing inside you. One that you have held deep inside for many months. And I can relate to that Kenty. I can see that anger in your eyes. The burning desire to compete glistening in your pupils. You are without doubt my most dangerous opponent. You have moved on from talker to contender. From loud mouth to a man of action. And I respect that.....

He gestures at the FreeWeight title lying at Kenty's feet again.

Vortex: Take it.......

Kenty is unmoved. Vortex grits his teeth and speaks firmer.

Vortex: Take......it........

Kenty is still, not risking to take his eyes off of Vortex. Suddenly he steps forward and grabs the belt off the ground and flings it over his shoulder. He starts pacing the ring from side to side, while talking quickly.

Vortex: See.....that is your problem?! You don't listen! The cause of your demise was lying there right in front of you and you didn't grab on to it while you could. What gives you the right to think that this Sunday I will just lay down and let you take it then?! Do you really think you can separate us?! Do you not realise how long we have been together? Over 100 days as champion! As a unit! As a collective! As one!

He stops pacing and slaps the side of his head with his hand. He screws up his eyes and grimaces before his demeanour changes and he becomes calmer again.

Vortex: I don't blame you for wanting it. It has helped pave the way for many legends of this company. But it is not your time Kenty. It doesn't want you. It has been my guiding light. It has helped me walk though the darkness. This belt has taken my body through toil and torment. Through bleakness and blackness. To hell and back again. And yet....it is still in my possession. And I still value it in my life. Close to the end or not.

He looks at the Born in Fire sign above the ring.

Vortex: It is ironic that on that day of reckoning. On that important date in my life. I will celebrate a milestone that I have looked upon with awe. A time to rejoice in what I have achieved and to look forward to what I still can. If you step in my way.....if you make that date diminish..........

He shakes his head and looks down to the canvas. He lifts a hand to his forhead as if in pain. He winces again before slowly raising his head and pointing at Kenty viciously. He spits out his next words with venom.

Vortex: And that storm you say is weakening? That hurricane gasping for its last breath? You are correct. It IS me. I am that whirlwind that is reaching its demise. But like all things dying, I am at my most destructive when I face death. And you will witness the full power of this dying giant. This Dark Matter, ready to collapse in on itself, before blowing a hole in this arena, in this federation and in the entire roster. Mark my words Kenty......if I go down. If Vortex does indeed stop spiralling out of control and stands to a halt. Then it will a dark, dark day for everyone watching and everyone taking part. For I will be reborn into something much more terrifying.

He steps towards Kenty.

Vortex: For one thing is quite clear......when that dust settles......if you do indeed raise this title I love in triumph....you will have to answer to what destruction befalls on every man, woman and child which sees that moment of history.....and takes my moment of history away. You think you have seen carnage? You are mistaken. My worst is only three heartbeats away. Pray to whatever being you believe in that those heartbeats......aren't........your..........last!

"Breathe" blasts out of the speakers and Vortex backs away and exits the ring. He walks up the aisle and through the curtain, leaving Kenty alone.

RJ: A terrifying sight seeing the understated power of Vortex stake his claim for winning this PPV match. He seems unhinged and focused at the same time!

MW: There is no doubt about it RJ. War will happen this Sunday. And at least one of these guys will not be the same again.

Jeff and Paul are sat at ringside as Lex Hart has just left the ring following Acension

JT: This crowd are so hot after that show, and what a show it was

PS: You're not wrong, but I really wish these punks would get off Lex Harts back. They should give him the respect he deserves and recognize him for what he is, one of, if not the most talented guy on this roster

JT: Well I gotta agree he's talented, unfortunately for him his talent couldn't see him through to the title match this Sunday live on pay per view

Jeff is cut off as 'cold cash and colder hearts' blasts out of the speakers and Jimmy Phillips jogs out onto the stage. He's wearing grey sweat pants and a red 'The Talent' hooded jersey. He walks down to the ring tagging the hands of the fans

PS: You talk about the title match and here we have one of the participants

JT: and possibly the winner, with two wins from two The Talent booked his ticket earlier tonight and now stands a chance at becoming the very first Acension champion

PS: Well if he wants it he has his work cut out. He goes into Sunday a rookie compared to his opponents, all 3 of whom boast accomplishments in both 6CW and 6WF already. Lets see what The Talent has to say

Phillips paces the ring with a microphone in hand and waits for the chants to die down

JP: Before I talk about earlier I wannna tell you what I just seen on my way out here. I seen Josh Valour b!tching how I took his win. I don't think that tool understands that this here is a results business and I did what needed to be done and now I got my spot on the PPV. But I also learnt that Miss Jessica just made a match already for next week. It's gonna be yours truly, The Talent Jimmy Phillips versus Josh Valour, and if he doesn't think my victory was deserved tonight then I'll prove to him first hand that next weeks will be

But how about tonight? What a night...... You can just feel the energy still surging through the 6WF universe. The fans can feel it, the commentators can feel it, and The Talent......The Talent can feel it too. We've all seen the reviews how Acension has breathed new life into 6WF, it's exciting times to part of this company, and this energy that it has created is whats going to bring The Talent through on Sunday when he steps in the ring with Cobra (Huge pop from the crowd), Cerberus (boos can be heard throughout the crowd) and Jerome Dubois (deafening boos echo around the arena)......not a popular guy then I take it?

The crowd begin to boo louder and louder as a Dubois sucks chant breaks out

JP: You know it really doesn't surprise me he's unpopular, he is French after all and we all know what the French are like. They're all cowardly, cheating, snivelling, champagne drinking, garlic eating, onion wearing, bike riding a$$holes (huge pop from the crowd). And it doesn't really shock me to see him buttering up to that, well what I can only assume is a $2 hooker Miss Jessica either. I mean lets face it Jerome Dubois can claim to be *puts on a camp french accent* Le Phenomene Francais, but over here that doesn't translate to squat.

You see Dubois you can go around with your fancy French accent thinking your better than everybody but deep down we all know Frenchie will do as all France does, when the going gets tough...they disappear. They Run away from the fight because they haven't got the stones, because at the end of the day, when all is said their smug arrogance will write cheques their asses can't cash.

Dubois, I know you're back there with that skank and I want to listen close. Miss Jessica may have handpicked you and you may think that gives you an advantage, but it doesn't. What it does is paints this huge pretty target right there on your chest, and on Sunday The Talent is going for the bullseye

JT: Wow this crowd are hot, Phillips has got them buzzing

PS: Well I respect his confidence, but Dubois is a future hall of famer, he's one of the best in the game and Phillips sure as hell better be able to back up these words in the ring

JP: And it isn't just me that Dubois will have to worry about but Cerberus as well. This man is a giant........ a giant bag of crap that is. I don't think he realizes these lame a$$ wrestling gimmicks may have been the craze back in the early 90's but these days you need so much more. I don't care how much of a size advantage this guy has going into the title match. The Talent isn't one to back away from a fight, the bigger they are the harder they fall and at nearly 7ft it gives me more a$$ to kick.

You may call yourself an'evil genius who manipulates people with words and actions' but that won't help you Sunday when you step into the squared circle with the The Talent, because he's gonna take your head and shove it so far up your ass you'll have to cut out your nipples for eyeholes

PS: Phillips isn't doing himself any favours here, he may have accused Dubois of painting a bullseye on his chest by siding with the lovely Miss Jessica, but Phillips right now is painting one on his back. He'll be lucky to make the title match if Dubois or Cerberus see him backstage

JP: The last man however, Cobra. I really can't tell you how much it means to go up against this guy. One of the legends of the game at just 23 years old. Don't get me wrong if this thing comes down to just me and you I'll have no problem hitting you with the Game Changer for the 123 but still if I achieve, sorry when I achieve even half of what you've done I know I'll have done well for myself

PS: Pathetic show of respect from the rookie, how can he come out and slam the likes of Dubois and Cerberus and then act likes he's best buddies with Cobra. Sounds like he's already making excuses for when he loses on Sunday

JT: Or just maybe he's showing respect for one pro from another

PS: Don't talk crap, if this kid had any respect he wouldn't have said what he already has about the two other guys in the title match


JP: I know the oddsmakers in Vegas might not have me down as the favourite, but like I've already said earlier on tonight I'm only going to get better, and people may not fancy my chances seeing as I have the least experience going into this match, but The Talent isn't just a clever nickname, I've lived my life overcoming the odds on the football field, then post injury and now I'll do it here in 6WF, and Sunday night the franchise is up and running when I walk out the first ever Acension Champion.

Cold cash and colder hearts hits again as Phillips drops the mic and climbs the turnbuckle. He motions a title around his waist as camera flashes illuminate him as the scene fades

This is a Joint Promo between Me, the right honorable Blue Dragon and Lee....

6WF presents: Family Ties
Exclusively on Eurosport and EurosportHD

The opening credit's begin to play as the 6WF Entertainment logo showing stars past and present plays ending with the 6WF logo.

An image of the Liverpool water front is shown, families and tourists walk around the Albert Dock as the usual images of The Beatles Story, The Liver Building, Anfield and Goodison Park are shown before the the Echo Arena comes into shot, as the camera walks through the main door which is opened by a member of staff, we continue through the empty stadium, only staff and cleaners dotted around.

The camera moves through the arena corridors and comes to the main doors to the arena itself, inside we see an empty arena set up for a 6WF house show, but for one man in the ring. The camera cuts to ring side as the man is revealed to be good old RJ.

RJ: Welcome ladies and gentlemen, this...is 6WF Presents: Family Ties, in this documentary we will look into the history of two of 6WF's greatest superstars and brothers, Blue Dragon and Logan Kincade.

'Duel of the Fates' by John Williams plays over images of Logan and BD from their careers in 6WF. Blue Dragon hitting The Deathnote on various members of the roster and Logan hitting his Bind Justice finisher, a split image of them both men stood on the turnbuckle arms raised appears on screen before a more recent image of them both squaring off face to face as it fades and we return to RJ in the ring.

RJ: Hi there, I am 6WF commentator RJ, In this documentary, we will look at the personal lives of these two men and try to give you the fans, a better understanding of the relationship they have right now following the shocking moments surrounding Logan Kincade learning he was Blue Dragon's brother.

A Video of 'Night of Glory' begins to play, we see Blue Dragon having just lost his World Title, walk to his locker room, he opens the door as a weights bar comes flying into his face causing him to crash into the wall as Logan is stood over him, he drops the weights bar to the ground with a thud as Dragon winces holding his busted face. Kincade leans down and takes papers out from his pocket.

LK: Blue Dragon?!... Your birthright. Family legacy. Oh how you pretend to be someone your not. You stole MY legacy! you stole MY life!..... hnnnnnn I'm going to show you what that name should mean, I'm going to show you why I... am the true 'Blue Dragon' and you have no choice but to watch. I'll show you why you don't deserve that name....

Kincade shoves what looks like a birth certificate in Dragons face...

LK: ....Little Brother.

We return to RJ in the ring

RJ: So, that night raised a lot of questions, questions still unanswered to this day, for instance, What did the letters say? Who sent them and why?

Not all of these questions will be answered in this film, simply because someone is actively trying to make it impossible to access the information, someone in a position of power is using that power to hide the full facts from everyone, including Logan and Blue themselves, this Documentary is an attempt to try to give the 6WF universe a better understanding of where these two men come from.

I will walk you through the early years of Logan and Blue, find out what their childhood was like and try to piece together and pin point what caused these two brothers to be split up and subsequently reunite in 6WF.

An image of Liverpool in the 1980's is shown, a working class housing estate and a modest house.

RJ Voice over: Liverpool, England 1981, Damien Andrews, A small time crime lord, meets Valerie Wilson, soon after meeting each other, Valerie fell pregnant with a son, around that same time Andrews was jailed for drug trafficking leaving Valerie to care for the baby boy alone, unfortunately Valerie had become a hard drug user and addict, due to this the baby was taken away from her for it's own protection. It is said that Damien seemed uninterested in his son and Valerie was so dependant on drugs that it is unlikely that she ever even realised he was gone.

Within a few months, Damien used his ill gotten gains and underworld connections to pay his way out of prison early, Valerie had gradually cleaned up her act up and a year later the couple had another baby, they named their son *BLEEP* Andrews but the relationship became violent as Damien developed a drug problem of his own and began to take out his aggression on Valerie and *BLEEP*

In this time, Logan, a name he had given himself at a young age, was brought up in foster homes and passed around from family to family, at the age of 9, A young couple adopted him, but his anger issues and their heavily religious background causes tension and Logan ran away. Eventually he came to live with William and Susan Kincade, it is said that Logan was at his happiest and most settled with the Kincade family, but tragedy struck.

Images of a newspaper are shown with the headline, '2 Killed in pile up'

RJ: At the age of 16 Logan's foster parents were killed returning home from a night out, this devastated Logan whose behaviour became more and more erratic and violent having been sent back to the foster home, he ran away again. Logan was arrested in Wales for ABH at the age of 19, he is jailed but quickly and mysteriously moved back to a Liverpool prison with no real explanation.

During these years, Damien Andrews became the North West of Englands biggest crime lord having climbed the ladder within the criminal underworld. His physical violence towards Valerie had grown to a point where she kept running away taking *BEEP* with her, but he would find her and bring her back each time.

A young *BEEP* Andrews had grown up not too dissimilar to his father, he was angry and violent towards the world. He began to get involved with more serious crime and at the age of 15 him and his father got into a fist fight, Damien beat *BEEP* badly causing him to run away from home, but at the age of 16 he is forced to return to the family home as news of his mothers death reached him.

Valerie Wilson Andrews was found dead in her bedroom, *BEEP* is said to have felt a huge amount of guilt over his mothers suicide, feeling that, had he stayed around she would have gone to him instead of seeing no way out.

At Valerie's wake *BEEP* and Damien have another heated exchange but out of respect to his mother he refrains from fighting, Damien, having hit the bottle, begins to bad mouth Valerie and to stop himself from striking his father *BEEP* left the wake and returned to his mothers grave where he is followed by his father. It is here where *BEEP* is first told of the 'Blue Dragon' mantle, his father, drunkenly, tells him that the strongest males in the family have held the title of Blue Dragon, he holds it like his father before him. Damien tells of the honour and respect that the Blue Dragon stands for, hearing this sends *BEEP* into a rage and he attacks his father, this fight was apparently brutal, eventually Damien's head is smashed into Valerie's grave and he fell into a coma.

'Blue Dragon' as he's became known is sent to jail ages 17, the circumstances of his mothers death and his young age are taken into account and he is given a 5 year sentence..

The show cuts back to RJ who is now sat high in the arena.

RJ: At this point Logan and Blue have never met each other, in fact neither of them knew they even had a brother. Logan had never been told of his family, we have to assume that Damien Andrews used his influence or money to ensure who ever knew either kept quiet or.....something else.

The next time we hear about either of the two boys they are aged 19 and 20, Blue is sent to the prison that his brother was sent to years earlier, Logan who had kept his head down whilst inside to this point met Blue for the first time, the two young men soon hit it off we are told, but apparently according to people who served along side them, their first meeting was anything but pleasant, Logan and Blue Dragon clashed in a hardcore brutal fight that saw both of them hospitalized, it is this battle that endeared them to each other.

From then on they began to fight for money, regularly setting up fights for the inmates to bet on, there where regular stabbings and broken bones in these fights but the two men where becoming less and less actively involved, they had grown to the level of “crime bosses” of the prison, but as ever with these things, people began to resent them, and the inmates quickly turned on the two friends, this is the first recognised time that they fought as a duo...

...Many of the inmates where put into intensive care and BD and Logan where put into solitary confinement.

We return to RJ in the arena, as a graphic of 'NWWF's Second Chance' (North West Wrestling Federation) initiative is shown.

RJ: An initiative by an indie wrestling company called NWWF went into prisons to teach angry young men a way of letting out their anger in a controlled and productive manner, Blue and Logan are forced to participate in the programme and this is their first taste of the squared circle.

The two friends excel in the technical aspect of wrestling, but they struggle with the anger side of the initiative. Blue's anger about his father builds up inside of him turning him bitter and twisted, where as Logan's rage at a world who abandoned him bursts out at every available moment, he again puts a number of inmates enrolled in the programme into intensive care.

The arranged fights continue on after the two men made it clear that they can handle anything any of the inmates could throw at them. But one day a fight got out of hand and a riot ensued, the armed guards entered the prison to try to reclaim a sense of order, the riot was in full swing when pushing and shoving resulted in Blue Dragon being shoved into one of the guards, they set about hitting him with batons which sends Logan into a rage, he sets on the guards as he and Blue began to fight back one of the young police men who was armed lost his nerve and shot at Logan hitting him in the head putting him into a coma.

We cut back to RJ sat at the commentators desk.

And this ladies and Gentlemen is right up to when we first heard about Logan, or should I say the Captain, as he explained he woke up in a hospital bed with the delusion that he was a super hero called 'The Captain' he attacked Blue in that hospital room breaking his jaw before Dragon threw him through the wall.

He arrived at 6WF in strange circumstances, he was one of Mr McGraw's personal signings, eventually as we saw, Blue Dragon would go on to meet “The Captain” in a match, hitting him hard enough on the head to snap Logan out of it. From then on and once again, the two men where best friends, inseparable, but then....

..and this is the very reason I decided to make this documentary... at Born In Fire...well take a look.

Footage of Night of Glory IV is shown

The cameras catch up with blue dragon in the back, clearly worse off after his match. He turns to the cameraman

BD: Listen mate, just leave it, I've got things to sort out, I've got a lot of explaining to do, and I owe someone a massive apology...

Dragon shakes his head and walks towards his locker room

BD: I was so wrong..

As Blue Dragon opens the door the camera is knocked onto the floor as BD comes flying back out of the doorway. The scene shows Dragon on the floor, his nose poring with blood as Logan Kincade steps out ofthe locker room with a weights bar in his hands. He drops it to the ground with a thud as Dragon winces holding his busted face. Logan Kincade leans down and takes the papers out from his pocket.

LK: Blue Dragon?!... Your birthright. Family legacy. Oh how you pretend to be someone your not. You stole MY legacy! you stole MY life! psh Dragon my Arse, I'm going to show you what that name should mean, I'm going to show you why I... am the true 'Dragon' and you have no choice but to watch. I'll show you why you don't deserve that name....

Kincade shoves what looks like a birth certificate in Dragons face...

LK: ....Little Brother.

*Kincade walks off.

We cut to images of Logan and Blue Dragon from the last few months. Then back to RJ.

RJ: There are unanswered... hell Unasked! Questions that NEED answering, Who sent Logan and Blue Dragon the letters, and why? What is the reasoning behind it? I give you all my word that I will do my utmost to find out the truth.

An image of Logan Kincade and Blue Dragon facing off against each other appears behind RJ on the tron.

RJ: What does the future hold for these two feuding siblings, will they ever find a way to coexist? Will they ever make peace? Only time will tell. But you can be sure of one thing, this rivalry is far from over.

RJ exits the ring as the camera zooms in on the image of Logan and BD as the 6WF 2012 logo appears before the image fades to black

-The camera goes to Abe Abercorn's office-

AA: Well guys, no one could ever call me boring.

Booking Marshall Murdoch and Lex Hart to face of other is not boring. It's one big calculation. See, men, (for I refuse to call you gentle), you are proxies for the two biggest threats to 6WF. And hopefully by facing each other, you will cancel each other out.

Marshall Murdoch.........face it, everyone knows you are Daniel McGraw's man. The only reason you are here is to undermine me, correct? To basically go against the board of directors, yes? All this backchat, attacking me in my home country...my home country for no explained reason! I think I know what you two are up to, but I wont say what just yet. All I know is, you and Daniel McGraw are a threat to 6WF, and I must nullify that threat.

And that is why you will face Lex Hart. The man who has killed two feds - and will kill this one if he let loose. Oh yes Lex, you don't fool me - as I know you. I know you are just sitting pretty over there on Ascension, but I know you and that little Jezebel are plotting. Oh, fool us all, Lex, saying you don't want to get involved with her. But you will never fool me. You've brought down two feds, won't think thrice about a third. I know Ascension is just a fifth column movement. And as for Jessica..need I say anymore, slimy little salamander, think's she something, when trust me dear, you're not.

So all I can hope for is that you two cancel each other out, your threats can be nullified, and I continue to bring 6WF back on to the straight and narrow!

MW: Welcome back ladies and Gentlemen, what a show we have for you tonight

RJ: Indeed we do Michael, if what we have seen so far is anything to go by then we...

Shouting can be heard from behind the curtain when suddenly a security team member comes flying out of the curtain landing half way down the ramp, he lies there unconscious before another guard come through the curtains.

Suddenly a furious Logan Kincade bursts through the entrance curtain being restrained by several security members.

RJ: Oh good lord!

MW: I guess Logan saw your documentary RJ....

RJ: Security! Restrain him!

Logan's face is bright red, the veins in his head are pumping and his blood shot eyes are fixed on RJ as he fights his way down to the ring.

Suddenly Superstars come hurtling through the curtain to help restrain Logan, Rasta and Johnny Goldman head the charge followed by some young talent from the 6WF Developmental team storm out making a barrier between the commentators and Logan.

He manages to free himself from the guards and grabs a microphone from the ring announcer before jumping into the ring. He glares at RJ while pacing around the ring.

LK: hnnnnnnnnhahaha hahahaha hnnnnnnnn!

He breaths heavily into the microphone, as the sweat drips down his face smearing his war paint.

LK: You just signed your death warrant old man

Logan drops the mic and climbs the turnbuckle, before anyone can react, Logan launches himself off the top rope and into the commentators desk, luckily the superstars and security teams apprehend Logan again before he can get hi hands on RJ, But the desk is flattened.

Logan is shoved back and grabs the mic from the ring

LK: You had NO RIGHT TO SAY THOSE THINGS RJ! How dare you show pictures of my family! They are dead! You have cross a line and there is no going back! I will end you old man! I WILL END YOU!

Logan continues to launch himself at the crowd. He grabs Rasta and nails a Stunner knocking him out cold. Before grabbing the microphone again.

LK: Walk away Goldman, you have no business at Lockdown!

Goldman shakes his head as he trash talks Logan off mic.

LK: RJ! Face me like a man, you're so tough behind a microphone on a screen aren't you old man! ay? Join me in that ring and say those things to my FACE!

RJ grabs a microphone so that the crowd can hear him and stands to look at Logan through the barrier of bodies.

RJ: Now Logan, I mean't no disrespect. I merely..

LK: You mean't no disrespect? WHAT WOULD YOU KNOW ABOUT RESPECT!? Infact no, let's go through the parts where you mean't no disrespect shall we? Firstly you mentioned my foster parents BY NAME.... not just my foster parents my DEAD foster parents RJ...How is that not disrespectful?!

RJ: I was just trying to explain where you came from Logan, so that the 6WF universe could have a better understanding of who you are!

LK: Do you think I want these unwashed simpletons to know ANYTHING about me?!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

LK: Get f****ed you idiots!

There are audible gasps of shock by Logans language

MW: I would like to apologise on behalf of 6WF for the language used by Logan Kincade just now and probably for the remainder of this very uncomfortable confrontation.....as fun as it is to see RJ squirm...and how justifiably angry Logan is...it's still very bad language and once again, I apologise on their behalf.

Logan is seething in the ring as he stares at RJ

Or how about portraying Valerie Andrews as some poor unfortunate woman who ended her own life because she was mistreated and the heroic hnnnn Blue Dragon feels deep deep guilt over her death... WHERE IS HER GUILT!? AY! SHE F***ING ABANDONED ME! She doesn't deserve anything but vilification. Poor little Valerie, I notice Blue didn't allow his first name to be used....haha hnnnnnnnn hahahaha well, maybe I will just say it now, see how he likes to be disrespected, so come on out..............

Suddenly Logan's mic is cut out, which send him into a fury and he begins to kick the ropes and stomp around the ring uncontrollably before he is suddenly interrupted....

*Hill is sat backstage watching a re-run of Hidari’s earlier promos.

Mike Hill: Kenji! What’s going on with you man? I had the, ahem, pleasure of competing against you in 6CW and you were one crazy bastard then. But now, you’ve clearly taken one too many chair shots to the head! Because you seem to be overly concerned with Nay, thus ignoring the main threat...Mike damn Hill!

I am genuinely intrigued as to how you are breaking the fourth wall by saying I don’t deserve this title shot? In case you hadn’t noticed Kenji, I am not exactly popular around here. Danny McGraw hates me because I left the Association and left him with the dregs like Logan Kincade or Vortex. Abe doesn’t like me because I represent everything that he dislikes. Arrogance, ego but most of all...talent.

I earned this title shot, it’s just fortunate for you that Nay managed to steal a pinfall at the same time as I did. Hidari, you should be making friends with Nay not enemies because that is your only chance of retaining that title. Mike Hill is the biggest threat in this match, and you need to recognise that Kenji instead of throwing out the same old line everyone else does, that I am past it.

You couldn’t be more wrong. If I was as past it as everyone suggests, would Danny McGraw have offered me a contract on my terms? Like I said, we aren’t on the best of terms but even Danny knows that I am one of the best wrestlers in the world, and more important than that, I sell tickets. The name Mike Hill means something only you or Nay can dream of. And when I add the European Title to my resume, that my value just sky-rockets further.

And now onto my dear friend, Nay Bother. Nay, as nice as it would be to win the European Title tomorrow night, it’s more about me giving you an ass-whooping. The title would be bonus, beating some respect into you is my main objective. You seem to think that Mike Hill is avoiding you? That’s not right Nay, it’s just that I know my own value.

Why beat the hell out of you on Lockdown when I could do it on Pay Per View and make an even bigger statement to the world, that Mike Hill is back. You know what the difference between me and you is Nay? For you, facing me is going to be the highest point of your career. This is never going to get any better for you, you’ll never make more money, to borrow an old 6WF star’s line...Mike Hill is going to make you famous.

Where as for me, this is more of a necessity. You’ve called into question my ability, you’ve disrespected me and I have to rectify that. But it’s nothing more than a necessity for me, it is a stepping stone for bigger things for the Next Big Thing!

*Hill strides off.

(The camera pushes in to the gym and follows round to show TGA working a punchbag. He ignores it for a moment or two before placing his hands on the bag and facing the camera.)

TGA: I know I’ve been pretty quiet recently, but that’s because I haven’t had much to say. Instead I’ve been working my butt off in here trying to make sure I’m at my best for the match. You see I’ve been frustrated in the past because when I’ve lost I knew I could have done more- been quicker, been stronger. But I wasn’t.

This time though I feel as if I’m back at my peak. This time if I’m defeated I’ll accept that whoever comes out on top if a worthy victor. I know I might not be the red hot favourite for this title match, but those odds count for jack all once we step foot inside the ring.

It’s impossible to predict the outcome of the match. Who can account for a momentary lapse of judgement that could put you out of it? Far too many guys backstage waffle on about their destinies, or how fate is on their side. Oh how I wish they’d wake up and smell the bullshit that they spout! It’s a sewer of stinkage out there; you can’t tell who’s spouting crap or who’s had their tongue up someone’s ass.

(TGA walks over to a bench and lies down on it, looking up towards the ceiling.)

TGA: When I was starting out in this business, the agents and coaches would always tell you that the sky is the limit. If you settle for that you’ll never become a legend. Great wrestlers are those that reach the sky, but legendary ones are those that surpass everyone’s expectations and boundaries. In this ring this weekend will be five legends. Like us or not, the talent is unquestionable.

Even putting aside all of the history between us, this main event is by far the greatest PPV headliner that 6wF has ever put on. There has been so much hype that it is going to be delivered perfectly.

The Saint seems to have been around forever. Now I know he’s been preaching about how he always comes back stronger than ever; I won’t argue with that because I have said exactly the same about myself. He’s spent a phenomenal amount of time as Champion and now he’s chasing yet another world title. But does 6wF really want him as Champ? As much as I loathe the bastard, Cassius Zhi has made these past few months exhilarating. Do we want to go back to this lump droning on every week about how big he is?

Comparisons between Saint and I have been drawn since day one. Both of us possess an outstanding amount of power, but can be surprisingly agile. However we are most definitely not two of the same. You see, if I was Champion I’d have everyone fearing me. The persona you see in the ring is exactly the same you get out of it. I’m not prepared to take crap from someone and let them get away with it. Why do you think I was so heavily suspected of mowing down Zhi? Because I am capable of doing so.

I’ll admit, since he got himself involved in the title picture and eventually won it I have thought of doing it. That megalomaniac put me through some of my most gruelling moments in my career. Surely it would be justified to inflict the same type of pain back… Just to be polite. But I decided I could wait until Sunday and go all out to try and get my revenge.

These aren’t the words of an addict, these are the words of someone who has seen past the charade. You’re too busy being a tool that you have actually believed your own hype. That is a dangerous game, my friend, and one of which you will learn the consequences of very shortly.

Then the final piece of this jigsaw is the former Champion- Crime Lord. have actually believed your own hype. That is a dangerous game, my friend, and one of which you will learn the consequences of very shortly.

Then the final piece of this jigsaw is the former Champion- Crime Lord. Your reign of ‘terror’ has finally ended and you are back to chasing the gold you so desperately want. Our journeys have often intertwined, but never so brutally. It’s a testament to the strength of the New Dynasty that two of the greatest World Champions in 6wF history have came from there. Let’s face it, we all knew Mike Hill was going to be one massive disappointment.

(TGA gets up to walk towards the locker room.)

TGA: Ah, I almost forgot. The one final ingredient in this recipe for mayhem… JJ Johnson. The American Hero, Mr V.I.P, the Franchise Playa. In other words, the attention seeking douche who has control over who emerges victorious. He’ll tell us all how he’ll call it straight down the line, with no impartiality at all. Lies! JJ Johnson knows who he wants to face at Born in Fire, and he doesn’t want an easy challenge. He wants to bring the fight to the strongest guy in the company. Whatever impact you try to have, JJ, I’ll make sure you have no other choice except to raise my hand as the winner.

“So first, I get put in a match with an anonymous opponent,
then after I do what I promised to do on Ascension, I get put in the AWF title
match only to find out it’s in a fucking dark match!?” Cobra shouted sounding
incredibly insolent as Danny McGraw managed to remain calm as he sat behind his
large mahogany desk backstage at the Birmingham Bowl. He was dressed in one of
his usual expensive suits while Cobra was wearing a black t-shirt and dark
jeans with converse of the same colour. Cobra was sitting on a black leather
sofa pushed against the wall of the office.





Danny sighed. “It’s going to be difficult to get you in the
pay per view matches you deserve. Do you think the board of directors were
delighted when I set up Ascension without telling them? No, I just about kept
my job. You just focus on winning, we need you to walk out of War as the AWF
Champion. We need your name value to add some prestige to this brand.”





Cobra nodded but it was clear he still wasn’t too happy
about having to compete in a dark match. “You know when the last time I
competed in a dark match was?” He asked to which McGraw shrugged. “It was
Explosion 2009, I had one 6wf match under my belt before that and I beat the
Producers. After that match, I said I was going to move up and keep going until
I was at the top of the card. I did that, now I’m being pushed down the card to
same position I was in three years ago? Bullshit, Danny, I should be in the
main event, maybe I should go talk to Abe Abercorn about a Lockdown contract.”





Danny slammed his fist down on the desk in anger. Cobra
smirked as Danny breathed deeply trying to regain his composure. “This is only
temporary, once the board of directors see how well Ascension is doing, they’ll
be giving us the main event spot on every single pay per view. You’ll be above
Cassius Zhi, JJ Johnson, TGA, Crime Lord, The Saint, anyone on that Lockdown
roster.”





Cobra sighed as he stood up and headed for the door. “I’m
already above them, Danny. I rose above them two goddamn years ago. On Sunday I
will become the AWF Champion and I will make damn sure that everyone’s talking
about Ascension and make them forget about whoever walks into Born in Fire as
the 6wf Undisputed Champion.” He walked out the door and closed it behind him.









*’KING OF THE STEREO’ – SALIVA PLAYS*





The fans cheered loudly as Cobra stepped out onto the stage clutching
a microphone in his right hand. He walked down the ramp as the crowd chanted
his name, causing the Mexican superstar to smile as he stepped into the ring.
The noise from the crowd was still almost deafening as he stood in the middle
of the ring. He waited a few moments before speaking.





“Two matches down and two wins under my belt. I said I was
here to win, I said I was here to put Ascension on the map, I have delivered on
every promise I’ve made since I returned. And now I’m promising to walk out of
War as the new AWF Champion. In my first match back, I went one on one with
Jerome Dubois and I pinned his shoulders to the mat after I was finished
kicking his ass around the ring without breaking a sweat. Then last week,
things got a little more difficult when I faced Geoff Steel and Scorpion in a
triple threat match. I was a bit surprised by the result as I thought there was
no way Scorpion would be able to avoid taking the loss but it still ended with
me standing tall in the middle of the ring and top of the rankings.” He paced
back and forth in the ring.





“But it appears that I’m fighting against the odds on
Ascension. I signed that contract because of the history I have with Danny
McGraw and while he’s far from the most popular man in the 6wf, he’s done a lot
to help me with my career and I felt making Ascension the number one brand in
the 6wf was the perfect way to pay him back. But I walk into the Birmingham Bowl
for that ground breaking first show. And I see Miss Jessica as the general
manager. Then as the night went on, it looked like Jerome Dubois and Scorpion
were the men she handpicked to be the faces of this brand.” The crowd booed
hugely.





“But, unfortunately for her, even with all the help in the
world, Jerome Dubois and Scorpion didn’t stand a chance against me and I put
both of them down. I moved on to War with ease and in that fatal four way
match, I’m going to steam roll through everyone and I’m walking out as the AWF
Champion. You see, Dubois won’t have a chance to screw me over like he screwed
over Lex Hart, he won’t be able to knock me down, he won’t be able to put me in
a submission. I’m going to beat you down, Frenchy, just like I have every other
time we’ve faced off. You keep listing off all your accomplishments but you’re
missing one very important one.” He leaned over the ropes and looked into the
camera.





“You’ve never been a world champion in the 6wf.” The crowd
cheered.





“You’ve never been able to win the big one. Sure, you’ve
come close before but every time you have, you’ve choked. Whereas I went on to
become the TAW World Heavyweight Champion by beating some of the biggest names
that have ever stepped in this ring. I never lost that title and Sunday, is my
shot at redemption. This is my chance to get gold around my waist once again
within a month of my return. And there’s not a damn thing you can do about it,
Dubois. I’m better than you, always have been always will be. That’s why I’m
the man leaving War as the AWF Champion while you have to face reality that you
will never be a world champion in this company.” Cobra pushed himself away from
the ropes and walked back to the middle of the ring.





“But let’s not forget about the two other men in this match.
Jimmy Phillips and Cerberus. One man fully deserves to be fighting for the
title, the other just got incredibly lucky. Jimmy, you’ve been doing things the
right way, letting your talent do the talking for you. And it’s been pretty
damn successful so far. You won your first world title in the CWA and I heard
everyone talking backstage about how even so, you wouldn’t be able to cut it in
the 6wf. But, you’ve proved them all wrong. You deserve to be in this match and
one day maybe, you could rise to the top of this company but it’s not going to
happen this Sunday, with all due respect Jimmy, this is my night, this is the
night that I become the AWF Champion.” ‘Cobra’ chants rang throughout the
arena.





“And the final part of the puzzle is Cerberus. You certainly
have the look of someone who has all the tools to succeed in the 6wf but you’re
only hear because Jerome Dubois and Miss Jessica screwed over Lex Hart and you
just squeaked into this match. You were thirteen points off the rest of us. You
didn’t win your match on Ascension and I don’t see any way you can win on
Sunday. I don’t care how big you are, if you try to take me down , I will drive
you face first into the mat with the snakebite. You’re not in my league, Cerberus.
On Sunday, it’ll be me, Dubois, Phillips and Cerberus battling it out for the
chance to be the first AWF Champion. And I will be the only one left standing.”
The crowd cheered once more as Cobra dropped the microphone and headed
backstage.

*JJ Johnson is stood with RJ in the backstage area of the War arena. JJ is dressed in black cargo trousers and a green vest, his father’s chain wrapped around his neck.

RJ: JJ it is almost time, in just a few hours the doors will open and the fans that are already queuing outside will enter the arena for what promises to be an amazing evening of 6WF pay per view action.

JJ:We been doing the fan access all weekend RJ and I can tell you these guys are amped up, they cannot wait to get in here and see what we got planned. This is going to be a night to remember, I promise that for everyone tuning in.

RJ:Tonight you will not be wrestling, but you do have a vital role when it comes to the main event. Cassius Zhi will defend the 6WF Championship in a fatal four way elimination match, against Crime Lord, TGA and The Saint….JJ, you will be the special guest referee in that contest.

*JJ smiles and nods his head

RJ:Now whilst the production team are busy getting everything prepared for tonight, I wanted to get your thoughts on this match. Even if you weren’t the referee, you would have more than a vested interest, because five weeks from now at Born in Fire you will meet the winner of this contest with the biggest prize in the game on the line.

JJ:Without a doubt you right RJ…because JJ Johnson would have one eye on this match, JJ Johnson would be mo’ than interested in the outcome of this contest…because at Born in the Fire the winner will meet me, head on, one on one, man to man and we gone do this properly…so of course JJ Johnson is all wrapped up in the events surrounding tonight….

RJ:As a referee, you have been handed the authority……are you confident that you can keep yourself impartial, despite the various issues you have with all of tonight’s participants?

JJ:JJ Johnson be a professional RJ so being impartial ain’t even got nothing to do with it….I know, believe me I know, about the issues between me and Cassius….me and Crime Lord…history between me and TGA and the four year long rivalry with The Saint….I know bout all that, I lived through all that but JJ Johnson mo’ than capable of separating business and personal, fo’ real…

Because tonight is about business, I been elected to do a job and with God as my witness that is a job I will conduct without a glitch, no questions even asked….I call this down the line and the man that walks out of here tonight with his arm raised in victory will have earned it….I guarantee that….no shortcuts with JJ Johnson in charge, we doing this properly…

RJ:So you have no preference whatsover?

JJ:We covered this RJ, I did this with you two weeks ago and nothing has changed. Because it don’t matter if Crime Lord and Saint run they mouths….or the competitive edge between me and Teej…don’t matter if Cassius wants to slap my a55 with a shockwave because I can store that all to one side and we deal with that when the time dictates……tonight is not that time….tonight I’m there to referee, to make the calls, to make sure we find out who is going to Born in Fire…

Far as “preference” goes, I couldn’t give three scoops o’ horse (beep) to be honest with you…I just hope that tonight’s victor gets themselves a real nice rest when the curtain comes down….because from Friday week, the moment Lockdown hits air, I’m on yo a55 and I’m running this badboy like never seen befo…..no letups and no time to breathe…

It makes not one shred o’ difference to me who wins tonight….I don’t care who got that gold around they waist when all is said and done….all I care about is knowing my opponent, taking care of business and getting myself prepared fo’ whatever is coming next…..

Fo’ JJ Johnson I paid the price and I earned the right to headline Born in Fire 2012….I shed blood, sweat and tears to bust my balls into that position and tonight I will make sure my opponent does exactly the same thing….because on the grandest stage of them all I want the two worthiest warriors to stand nose to nose…..JJ Johnson already got his podium….all I wanna know is, who be stepping up to the plate?

Tonight the pressure is off fo’ me…..tonight I’m relaxed, got my shoulders on sag and I am literally bordering on comatose because this ain’t affecting me……I got Brandi stopping by soon, we gone grab some food and chill the hell out...but fo’ those four men in they lockerooms right now, all eyes on them…..it’s go hard or go home for those four and I want them to remember that when they stood in the Gorilla position later tonight…

Don’t worry about JJ Johnson, I’m gone be waiting fo yo a55 when the time comes ….don’t worry about what the crowd gone say….worry about yoself, and worry about just how far you are willing to go in order to seal yo place in the annals of time…

This is the night….the only match that matters…

You either want it, or you don’t…

You make the choice…

I’ll be waiting….

Tick……Tock!

*JJ smirks at himself and then gives RJ a salute as he backs away and heads towards his lockeroom.