DW Clash 49
Live on the Sanctioned Violence Network
The Stratford Arena, London, England
11th November 2024
[Camera fades in to the electrifying crowd at the Stratford Arena in London as fireworks burst over the ring. The crowd roars with excitement as the camera pans to the commentary team at ringside, Steve Pringle and Eddie Bates.]
Steve Pringle: “Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to Dynasty Wrestling Clash 49! We are live from the sold-out Stratford Arena here in London, and tonight promises to be an unforgettable night of action!”
Eddie Bates: “That’s right, Steve! We’ve got a stacked card with huge implications for some of Dynasty Wrestling’s top stars, and the stakes have never been higher. Just listen to this crowd!”
Steve Pringle: “We’ll see Jean Louis Duval take on Geoffrey Hobbs—a clash between two fierce competitors who’ve both got a lot to prove. Hobbs will be looking for some serious payback after Duval’s antics last week!”
Eddie Bates: “And it doesn’t stop there. The brutal Viking himself, Bjorn Asulf, steps back into the ring tonight against Britain’s own Union Jack! With Asulf still simmering over his recent setbacks, this one’s bound to get physical in a hurry.”
Steve Pringle: “Then we have tag team action as The Sovereign, featuring Ben Noble and Kandi Sparks, look to reassert their dominance against British Hospitality—Alexander Hate and Harry Black. Expect some hard-hitting UK pride on full display tonight.”
Eddie Bates: “And, of course, our opening match has everyone talking—Jonathan Sullivan will defend his DW UK Championship against HyperNova, the man who pinned him in a tag team match last week! Sullivan hasn’t lost in singles action yet, but is reeling from being pinned last week! Tonight he has a chance to turn it all around if he can hold off the ever-dangerous HyperNova.”
Steve Pringle: “The competition is fierce, the rivalries are personal, and we’re about to witness the very best of what Dynasty Wrestling has to offer. The anticipation is through the roof here in London!”
Eddie Bates: “So strap in, folks, because DW Clash 49 is about to kick off!”
[Camera cuts to the ring as the first match is about to begin.]
DW UK Championship Match
Jonathan Sullivan (c) vs. HyperNova
Backstage
Not Tonight
[The scene opens with Jonathan Sullivan, still breathing heavily and clutching his DW UK Championship, making his way down a hallway backstage. He wipes the sweat from his brow, a satisfied smile on his face after his hard-fought victory over HyperNova. As he walks, he spots Geoffrey Hobbs leaning against a wall up ahead, waiting for him.]
Geoffrey Hobbs: “Sullivan! That’s what I’m talkin’ about! Another solid win to keep that title where it belongs.”
Jonathan Sullivan: “Ah, cheers, mate. HyperNova put up a fight, but he was never taking this belt from me. Not tonight, not ever.”
[Sullivan pats the DW UK Championship on his shoulder, smirking confidently as he adjusts it.]
Geoffrey Hobbs: “And speaking of belts… I’m about to have a little showdown with Jean Louis Duval. Been a long time coming for that smug git.”
Jonathan Sullivan: “Duval’s all talk, Hobbs. After tonight, he’ll be wishin’ he’d stayed out of DW. And if he thinks he’s getting a shot at this title, he’s got another thing coming. You go out there and show him why Dynasty Wrestling’s the top promotion around here.”
[Hobbs grins, nodding with a glint of determination in his eye.]
Geoffrey Hobbs: “Believe me, mate, I plan to. The French faction won’t be bragging for long after tonight.”
Jonathan Sullivan: “Good. Let’s send Duval back to the drawing board—empty-handed and humiliated. Now get out there and finish the job.”
[Sullivan and Hobbs exchange a firm handshake, each man focused and ready for what’s next as the camera fades out.]
Tag Team Match
The Sovereign vs. British Hospitality
Backstage
Next Week
[The scene opens with DW UK Tag Team Champions “the Brute” Angus Blackhart and “the Granite Kid” Kyle McRae in the locker room, standing before a monitor showing the final moments of British Hospitality’s victory over the Sovereign. As Harry Black and Alexander Hate celebrate on the screen, Blackhart sneers, while McRae folds his arms, clearly unimpressed.]
Kyle McRae: “Look at ‘em, prancin’ around like they just won the championships. They’re barely fit to lace our boots.”
Angus Blackhart: “Aye, that’s a laughin’ matter if I’ve ever seen one. They might’ve won tonight, but they’re not ready for what we’ll bring if they’re stupid enough to come for us.”
[Suddenly, DW General Manager Matt Anarchy strides into the frame, catching both Blackhart and McRae’s attention.]
Matt Anarchy: “Funny you should say that, Blackhart, because next week you’re gonna find out just how ready British Hospitality really is.”
[Blackhart and McRae exchange a glance, a flash of surprise turning to irritation.]
Kyle McRae: “What are you gettin’ at, Anarchy?”
Matt Anarchy: “What I’m getting at is that the two of you will be defending those belts next week against British Hospitality. They’ve earned their shot.”
[Blackhart clenches his fists, and McRae scowls, but Anarchy remains unfazed, hands on his hips.]
Angus Blackhart: “So, they beat the Sovereign once, and suddenly they get a shot at the best tag team in DW? You’ve gone soft, Anarchy.”
Matt Anarchy: “Call it what you want, but they’ve proven themselves, and next week they’ll get their chance at gold. So I suggest you both start getting ready, because this time next week, they’ll be lookin’ to knock you off your pedestal.”
[McRae chuckles darkly, giving a nod to Blackhart.]
Kyle McRae: “They’re in for a rude awakenin’ if they think they can take what’s ours.”
Matt Anarchy: “We’ll see about that. Better be prepared, gentlemen.”
[Anarchy gives them a nod and walks off, leaving Blackhart and McRae glowering at the monitor, watching British Hospitality’s celebration as the screen fades.]
Single Match
Bjorn Asulf vs. Union Jack
Backstage
Give me the Damn Raven
[The camera follows DW Heavyweight Champion Angelo Anderson as he storms through the backstage area, title belt slung over his shoulder and a fierce determination in his eyes. He reaches the office of General Manager Matt Anarchy and bursts through the door.]
Angelo Anderson: “Anarchy, I’m done with this nonsense. Thornfield has been lurking in the shadows for months now, taunting me and playin’ these mind games. I want him in the ring tonight, no more waiting!”
[Anarchy looks up calmly from his desk, leaning back in his chair.]
Matt Anarchy: “I get your frustration, Anderson, but you know as well as I do that Thornfield hasn’t been cleared to compete. The guy’s a risk to himself and anyone else who steps in there with him until he’s officially cleared.”
[Anderson’s fists clench, and he shakes his head in frustration.]
Angelo Anderson: “So that’s it? He gets to keep haunting me from the sidelines, never actually stepping up?”
[Just then, a voice interrupts, smug and mocking. Oliver Harrington, the “Essex Pretty Boy,” strolls into the room, smirking as he sizes up Anderson.]
Oliver Harrington: “Well, well, seems the big, bad champion’s got a little stalker problem. Guess he ain’t so unbreakable after all. Tell you what, Angelo — if you’re itchin’ for a fight so bad, I’ll be more than happy to give you a main event tonight. That is… if you have the guts.”
[Anderson turns, meeting Harrington’s smirk with a fierce glare.]
Angelo Anderson: “You want a piece of me, Harrington? Fine. You’re on.”
[Harrington laughs, giving Anderson a mocking salute as he backs out of the office, while Anarchy simply raises an eyebrow at the intensity filling the room.]
Matt Anarchy: “Well, gentlemen, looks like we have our main event tonight. Settle this however you need to, but remember, that ring demands respect. I’ll see you both out there.”
[Anderson nods, his gaze narrowing as Harrington saunters off, clearly pleased with himself. The screen fades as the DW Heavyweight Champion clenches his jaw, mentally preparing for the unexpected challenge ahead.]
Single Match
Jean Louis Duval vs. Geoffrey Hobbs
Ringside
Next Week, Your Luck Runs Out!
[The camera cuts to the ring, where Jean Louis Duval stands victorious, a smug grin on his face after his win over Geoffrey Hobbs. The crowd’s boos fill the arena as Duval soaks it all in, raising his arms in arrogant triumph. He motions for a microphone, smirking as he raises it to his lips.]
Jean Louis Duval: “Ah, London… your hero Geoffrey Hobbs just met a true competitor. And yet, I still feel unsatisfied, unchallenged even! I stand here, undefeated tonight, while Jonathan Sullivan… your beloved UK Champion… barely scraped by against HyperNova. Barely!“
[The crowd boos louder, some chants of “Sullivan! Sullivan!” breaking out. Duval laughs, brushing off the chants with a dismissive wave.]
Jean Louis Duval: “You can chant his name all you want, but it doesn’t change the truth. Jonathan Sullivan’s little reign has gone on long enough. Luck only lasts so long, mon amis, and next week I want him one-on-one… and I want that UK Championship on the line!”
[He paces the ring, pointing directly into the camera as he addresses Sullivan.]
Jean Louis Duval: “Sullivan, I know you’re listening back there. So listen very carefully: bring your so-called ‘championship’… bring every ounce of that fighting spirit you pride yourself on. Because next week, I’ll make you — and all of these people — realize that the French are superior in every way!”
[Duval lowers the mic, smirking as the crowd erupts into loud boos and “Sullivan” chants. He tosses the microphone down, raising his arms in mock victory as he exits the ring, making a belt motion around his waist, eyes gleaming with arrogant anticipation for next week.]
[The camera fades as Duval strides confidently up the ramp, leaving no doubt he’s set his sights on Jonathan Sullivan’s title.]
Single Match
Angelo Anderson vs. Oliver Harrington
Ringside
The Raven Watches
[The bell rings as Angelo Anderson stands tall in the center of the ring, his arm raised in victory over Oliver Harrington. The crowd gives a mixed reaction, but Anderson, the DW Heavyweight Champion, soaks it in, lifting his championship high above his head, signaling dominance. The camera zooms in on his proud smirk as he looks around the arena… but suddenly, the lights dim. The crowd gasps, murmuring as shadows flicker across the ring.]
[A chilling raven’s caw echoes through the speakers, and on the giant screen above, the eerie symbol of Cedric Thornfield, the Black Raven, appears. A single spotlight now casts down on Anderson as he lowers the championship, his smirk fading into a look of frustration and wariness. The crowd’s anticipation rises, a tension filling the air as they wait to see if Thornfield will make his presence felt in person.]
Eddie Bates: “I don’t like this one bit, Pringle. Cedric Thornfield has been haunting Anderson for weeks, and it doesn’t look like he’s ready to stop!”
Steven Pringle: “Anderson wants a fight, but Thornfield wants to play mind games. Look at Anderson — the champion looks uneasy, and that’s exactly what the Black Raven wants!”
[Anderson calls out, shouting for Thornfield to face him. He paces the ring, furious, daring his unseen rival to step out from the shadows. But the screen only flickers, showing the ominous silhouette of a raven perched on a branch, a menacing shadow looming over it — the image growing darker, more intense. Suddenly, the arena goes completely black for several long seconds, leaving Anderson and the fans in darkness.]
[When the lights return, Anderson stands alone in the ring, his frustration plain as he scans the crowd for any sign of Thornfield. His grip tightens on his championship belt, a mixture of anger and unease in his eyes as he realizes Thornfield has once again left him rattled, but untouched.]
Eddie Bates: “The Black Raven has Anderson right where he wants him — haunted and constantly looking over his shoulder! What will it take to put an end to this madness?”
Steven Pringle: “Thornfield’s games have gone too far, but Anderson’s a fighter. He’s not going to let Thornfield get into his head — or will he?”
[The screen cuts to black with Anderson standing alone in the ring, glaring up at Thornfield’s symbol as the haunting raven’s caw echoes one last time, leaving fans wondering when or if these two will finally clash.]
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