DW Clash 76
📺 Live on the Sanctioned Violence Network
📍 The Stratford Arena, London, England
📆 11th August 2025
(The show opens with a high-energy intro video package. The video shows quick-cut, dynamic shots of DW wrestlers in action, grappling, flying through the air, and hitting their signature moves. It highlights the Stratford Arena’s modern architecture, LED screens, and the roaring crowd. Epic, driving rock music underscores the visuals. The video ends with a shot of the DW Heavyweight Championship belt, held high by Angelo Anderson, followed by the “Dynasty Wrestling: Clash” logo. The camera cuts to the commentary desk.)
Steve Pringle: Welcome everyone, to the Stratford Arena! I’m Steve Pringle, alongside my broadcast partner Eddie Bates, and tonight, we are live on the Sanctioned Violence Network for another edition of DW Clash! The energy in this building is absolutely electric tonight, Eddie!
Eddie Bates: It’s Episode 76, Pringle, and the DW faithful here in London are ready to explode! And I’ll tell you what, I am so excited for this card. We have a night full of hard-hitting action and main event matches that are going to blow the roof off this place!
Steve Pringle: We certainly do! We’ve got a fantastic card lined up for everyone tonight, from top to bottom! Rhys Morgan will be going one-on-one with Leo Lewis! The Dogs of War, the current DW UK Tag Team Champions, will be in action against Oliver Reed and Liam O’Donovan! Gentlemen Geoffrey Hobbs takes on Union Jack! The Sovereign faces off against Maxwell Blackwell and Riley Smith!
Eddie Bates: And of course, the big question on everyone’s mind is the return of the legendary Jet! He hasn’t been seen in Dynasty Wrestling since 2006, and ever since his shock return two weeks ago, everyone has been asking what his next move is going to be. He’s a former DW Heavyweight Champion, and you know he’s going to have his eyes set on gold.
Steve Pringle: I couldn’t agree more, Eddie. But all eyes will surely be on our main event tonight! A champion vs. champion non-title match! The DW Heavyweight Champion, ‘Unbreakable’ Angelo Anderson, goes head-to-head with the DW UK Champion, Callum McLeod!
Eddie Bates: I cannot wait for this one, Pringle! The unstoppable force meets the immovable object! Anderson is a machine, a man who sees his championship as proof of his superiority! But Callum McLeod is a champion in his own right, and he’s not going to back down from a fight. This is going to be a classic!
Steve Pringle: The action starts right now, folks! Our first match of the evening is set to get underway. It’s the fan favorite ‘Welsh Dragon’ Rhys Morgan taking on the gruff American Leo Lewis! Don’t go anywhere, because you won’t want to miss a second of the action!
Single Match
Rhys Morgan vs. Leo Lewis
Backstage
(The camera is positioned in a backstage interview area. William Smith, the DW Lead Interviewer, stands with a microphone in his hand, looking serious. He is joined by Alexander Hate, who has a determined and intense look on his face.)
William Smith: “Alexander, thank you for joining me. Everyone is talking about the cowardly attack on your tag team partner, Harry Black, by the Dogs of War last week. What is your reaction to what happened?”
Alexander Hate: (His voice is calm, but with an intense fire burning beneath the surface.) “My reaction? My reaction is that Nate McKenzie and Jack O’Connor are cowards. They’re bullies. They knew they couldn’t beat us fair and square, so they took the easy way out. They attacked Harry when he was alone and defenseless. That’s not a show of strength; it’s a show of fear.”
William Smith: “You and Harry Black are known as British Hospitality, a team that prides itself on sportsmanship and fighting clean. Do you think you can still beat the Dogs of War now that they’ve shown they’re willing to do anything to win?”
Alexander Hate: “William, you’re right. We’ve always fought with honor. But the Dogs of War, they have no honor. And their attack on Harry, it didn’t break us. It didn’t scare us. It did the opposite. It lit a fire under us. It made us more determined than ever. At Titans, we’re not just going to fight for the titles. We’re going to fight for respect. We’re going to fight for justice.”
(Alexander Hate steps closer to the camera, his eyes burning with conviction.)
Alexander Hate: “Nate and Jack, you think you’ve hurt us. You think you’ve weakened us. But you’ve only made us stronger. You’ve woken up a beast. At Titans, we’re going to take those titles back. And when we do, it won’t be with sportsmanship. It’ll be with the pure, unadulterated hatred you deserve. Be ready.”
(Alexander Hate walks off, leaving a stunned William Smith in his wake. The camera fades to black.)
(SCENE END)
Non Title Tag Team Match
Dogs of War vs. Oliver Reed & Liam O’Donovan
Backstage
(The camera opens on a stark, industrial-looking gym. The only sounds are the grunts of a man and the rhythmic clang of weights. The lighting is harsh and unforgiving. We see the large, imposing figure of Eero Koskinen, shirtless, his muscles straining as he lifts an immense amount of weight. He is sweating profusely, his face a mask of concentration. The camera cuts to a close-up of Eero’s face as he puts the weight down, breathing heavily. He looks directly into the camera and begins to speak in Finnish.)
Eero Koskinen: (Subtitles appear on the screen.) “In my home, we have a saying: ‘The cold forges steel.’ It means that hardship makes you strong. I have faced the cold, and I have faced hardship my entire life. I have no fear.”
(Eero walks over to a punching bag and begins to deliver a series of powerful, bone-jarring kicks and punches. He speaks again, his voice becoming more intense.)
Eero Koskinen: (Subtitles appear on the screen.) “Bjorn Asulf, you speak of war. You speak of conquest. You think you are a Viking, a mythic king. You are not a king. You are just a bully.”
(He stops punching the bag, which is now swaying wildly, and turns back to the camera.)
Eero Koskinen: (Subtitles appear on the screen.) “I respect the fight. I respect the warrior spirit. But I have no respect for those who use their strength to terrorize others. I have no respect for bullies. At Titans, I will not be fighting a Viking. I will be fighting for those who have no voice. I will be fighting for honor.”
(Eero looks down at his hands, clenching them into fists. He looks back up at the camera, a look of quiet determination on his face.)
Eero Koskinen: (Subtitles appear on the screen.) “You want to see who the true giant is? At Titans, the avalanche will bury the Viking.”
(Eero delivers one final, thunderous kick to the punching bag, sending it flying off its hinges. He stands there, unmoving, as the camera slowly fades to black.)
(SCENE END)
Single Match
‘Gentlemen’ Geoffrey Hobbs vs. Union Jack
Backstage
The camera follows Jet as he storms down a narrow backstage corridor, jaw clenched, eyes blazing with purpose. His footsteps echo with urgency, cutting through the hum of the arena behind him.
Jet (muttering):
“I’ve been lookin’ for you everywhere, Jon. No more games.”
[Suddenly, at the end of the hallway, Jon Page appears, leaning casually against a wall, arms crossed, cool as ever. He looks Jet up and down with a mix of annoyance and disbelief.]
Jon Page:
“Jet… what do you want? This isn’t the early to mid 2000s anymore. You need to move on.”
[Jet doesn’t hesitate. He grabs Jon by the collar — firm, commanding — pulling him close enough so their faces are inches apart.]
Jet (low, intense):
“I want back in that ring. I want what I earned. What I built. You think this is about nostalgia? It’s about respect — about legacy.”
[Jon pulls back, smirking, brushing off the tension.]
Jon Page:
“Legacy? That’s just a fancy word for living in the past. You don’t belong here anymore, Jet. You’re washed up. This isn’t your era.”
[Jet’s eyes flash with fire. He tightens his grip for a moment before releasing Jon slowly. Jon shakes his head, turns on his heel, and walks away without another word, leaving Jet standing alone in the dim hallway, staring after him.]
Camera holds on Jet’s determined face as the feed cuts to black.
Ringside
(The crowd is buzzing as the familiar bagpipe-heavy entrance music of Callum McLeod hits the speakers. He walks out from the back, a furious look on his face, and makes a beeline for the ring. He’s not carrying his DW UK Championship belt. He slides into the ring, grabs a microphone, and starts pacing aggressively. The crowd cheers loudly for the Scottish fan favourite.)
Callum McLeod: (Shouting into the mic, with a thick Scottish accent) “Oliver Harrington! Get out here, you coward! Last week, you and your ‘Platinum’ buddies made a mockery of this company! You and your wee friends can’t win a match without ganging up on people! You want to be a champion? You want to be a main eventer? You want to prove you’re the best? Then come out here and face me like a man!”
(The crowd jeers and boos loudly as he continues his rant. Suddenly, the music of ‘The Essex Pretty Boy’ Oliver Harrington hits the speakers. He strolls out from the back, a cocky smirk on his face, and slowly makes his way to the ring. He has a microphone in his hand and is flanked by ‘Platinum’ Emily Shaw. Harrington gets into the ring, and the two men stand face-to-face.)
Oliver Harrington: (A condescending tone in his voice) “Oh, Callum. You know, it’s really adorable how you and all these other little people keep calling me a coward. You’re just mad because you’re a big, dumb brute who fights with his fists. I fight with my brain. That’s not a weakness, that’s intelligence. It’s evolution.”
(Harrington gestures to Emily Shaw at ringside, who smiles smugly.)
Oliver Harrington: “My friends, my coalition, we are all about winning. And we will do whatever it takes to win. You see, Callum, you can call me a coward all you want. But when I win, and you’re a loser, what will that make you?”
Callum McLeod: “A man! A champion who fights with honor! Something you know nothing about!”
Oliver Harrington: “Honor? Honor doesn’t pay the bills, Callum. It doesn’t get you the championship. But intelligence does. And at Titans, when I take that DW UK Championship from you, I’ll be the smarter, and better champion. And you’ll just be another casualty of the Platinum Coalition.”
(Harrington then shoves McLeod and quickly exits the ring, joining Emily Shaw on the entrance ramp. The two men stare each other down as the crowd roars its disapproval, and the show goes to commercial.)
(SCENE END)
Tag Team Match
The Sovereign vs. Maxwell Blackwell & Riley Smith
Backstage
(The camera is positioned in a backstage interview area with the Dynasty Wrestling logo prominently displayed behind them. William Smith stands with a microphone in his hand, a serious expression on his face. He is joined by the DW Commissioner, Matt Anarchy, who has a determined look on his face.)
William Smith: “Welcome back, everyone. I’m here with the DW Commissioner, Matt Anarchy. Matt, thank you for joining me. I’m sure everyone wants to know your thoughts on the recent return of the former DW Heavyweight Champion, Jet. What’s your take on his return?”
Matt Anarchy: “William, I’ve known Jet since the beginning of Dynasty Wrestling. I was the very first DW Heavyweight Champion, and he made his debut not long after that. I know exactly who he is. And I can tell you that as good as he was in the ring, he was always a pain in my backside backstage. A loud-mouthed, brash high-flyer who had no problem speaking his mind, even when it rubbed veterans the wrong way.”
William Smith: “So, what does that mean for Jet’s future here in Dynasty Wrestling? Will he be getting any special treatment as a former champion?”
Matt Anarchy: “Special treatment? Absolutely not. This isn’t the Dynasty Wrestling of 2006. This is a new era, and a new generation of talent. Jet will have to work his way up the ladder just like everyone else. There are no shortcuts here. He wants to be a champion again? Then he’ll have to earn it. The era of ’90 Degrees and Rising’ is over. This is my company now, and he will play by my rules.”
William Smith: “A very strong statement from the Commissioner. It seems Jet has a long road ahead of him if he wants to get back to the top of Dynasty Wrestling. Thank you, Matt.”
(Matt Anarchy nods curtly and walks away, leaving a thoughtful William Smith in his wake. The camera fades to black.)
(SCENE END)
Main Event
Non Title – Champion vs. Champion
Angelo Anderson vs. Callum McLeod
Ringside
(The final bell has rung, and the DW Heavyweight Champion, Angelo Anderson, has just defeated the DW UK Champion, Callum McLeod, in a hard-fought main event. Anderson stands over the fallen body of McLeod, his face devoid of emotion. He stares down at the champion he just defeated, before slowly and deliberately lifting him to his feet. The crowd boos loudly, knowing what is about to happen. Anderson prepares to deliver his signature finisher, the ‘Unbroken’ elevated sit-out powerbomb, to the already beaten McLeod. Suddenly, the arena lights go dark, and the haunting melody of “Black Honey” by Thrice fills the Stratford Arena. The crowd erupts in a mix of cheers and gasps. A spotlight hits the entrance ramp, and a stoic figure emerges: ‘The Black Raven’ Cedric Thornfield. He is not carrying his usual raven staff. Instead, he has a steel chair in his hands. He walks down the ramp with a calm, deliberate pace, his eyes locked on Anderson. )
Steve Pringle: “It’s Cedric Thornfield! The Black Raven is here! He’s not waiting for Titans!”
Eddie Bates: “Look at the chair, Pringle! He’s not messing around! He’s here to make a statement!”
(Thornfield slides into the ring, the steel chair still in his hand. Anderson, seeing Thornfield approaching, drops McLeod and turns to face his challenger. Thornfield stands in front of McLeod, shielding him from Anderson. The two men are now face-to-face. Anderson, a cold, focused man who believes no one can stop him, and Thornfield, a stoic and mysterious figure who lets his actions speak for themselves. )
(The crowd is on its feet, roaring. Anderson and Thornfield stare each other down, the air thick with tension. Anderson gestures at the chair in Thornfield’s hand, a slight, almost imperceptible smirk on his face. Thornfield grips the chair tighter, his gaze unwavering. The two men circle each other slowly, a silent war of intimidation taking place. Anderson is a physically imposing figure with a thick, powerful frame. Thornfield is a man shrouded in silence and shadows. The camera zooms in on their faces—Thornfield’s intense focus and Anderson’s icy calm. The show fades to black as the two men continue their standoff, the sound of the crowd’s roar the only thing that can be heard.)
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