DW Clash 66
📺 Live on the Sanctioned Violence Network
📍 The Stratford Arena, London, England
📆 26th May 2025
Live from the Stratford Arena, London, England — streaming now on the Sanctioned Violence Network
[CAMERA FADES IN TO A SWEEPING SHOT OF THE STRATFORD ARENA — LONDON IS LOUD, THE CROWD IS ELECTRIC]
STEVE PRINGLE:
“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to DYNASTY WRESTLING CLASH 66! We are live on the Sanctioned Violence Network from the iconic Stratford Arena in the heart of London, England — and folks, if you thought last week was explosive, tonight could be nuclear!”
EDDIE BATES:
“That’s right, Steve! Rivalries are burning hotter than ever and after last week’s huge main event between Cedric Thornfield and Bjorn Asulf, we’ve got some serious scores still to settle tonight — including a main event that could shake the very foundation of the heavyweight division!”
STEVE PRINGLE:
“It’s non-title, but make no mistake — it’s high stakes. The ‘Unbreakable’ DW Champion Angelo Anderson goes one-on-one with the ‘Finnish Giant’ Eero Koshkinen, who made his intentions crystal clear last week.”
EDDIE BATES:
“We’ve also got tag team turbulence: British Hospitality takes on The Sovereign, Emily Shaw and the Crushers team up for the first time in trios action, and DW UK Champion Callum McLeod joins forces with Union Jack against Riley Smith and Oliver Harrington!”
STEVE PRINGLE:
“And kicking things off tonight? None other than Rhys Morgan finally getting his hands on the man who’s mocked him for weeks—‘The Mirage’ Maxwell Blackwell. Settle in, because Dynasty Wrestling is about to take you on another wild ride!”
EDDIE BATES:
“Clash 66 starts right now!”
[CAMERA CUTS TO RINGSIDE AS RHYS MORGAN’S MUSIC HITS TO KICK OFF THE ACTION]
Single Match
Rhys Morgan vs. Maxwell Blackwell
Ringside
*[The bell rings as “The Mirage” Maxwell Blackwell stands tall, arms raised, a smug grin on his face after a controversial win over Rhys Morgan. The crowd boos loudly as Blackwell soaks in the heat, arrogantly gesturing to his head as if to say “outsmarted again.”]
STEVE PRINGLE:
“Maxwell Blackwell with the win, but you can bet it’s not the end of this. That one didn’t sit well with the fans… or with Rhys Morgan.”
EDDIE BATES:
“Morgan gave it everything, but Blackwell slithered out again. The Mirage always has a trick up his sleeve.”
[Rhys Morgan pulls himself up with the ropes, clearly furious, sweat dripping, chest heaving. He grabs a microphone as Blackwell prepares to exit up the ramp.]
RHYS MORGAN:
“Oi, Blackwell—don’t go walkin’ away just yet!”
[The crowd roars]
“You might’ve stolen one tonight, but everyone here saw it. You’re not better than me—you just cheat better than me!”
*[Blackwell turns on the ramp, scoffing, holding up his arms as if to say “I won fair and square.”]
RHYS MORGAN (CONT’D):
“So I’ve got a proposal for you. Let’s settle this once and for all… at Original Sinners!”
[Crowd pops]
“But not under your rules. Under Welsh Rules—no countouts, no disqualifications. No running. No hiding. Just a fight. You versus me. Let’s see how clever you really are when you can’t weasel your way out!”
[Blackwell looks stunned for a moment before scowling. He shouts something unintelligible at Morgan and gestures that he’ll “think about it,” before retreating backstage.]
STEVE PRINGLE:
“Rhys Morgan is throwing down the gauntlet for Original Sinners! Welsh Rules, no DQ, no countouts—just brutality!”
EDDIE BATES:
“It’s personal now, Steve. And if Blackwell accepts, we’re going to see a side of Morgan that’s far from the friendly Welsh dragon we’re used to!”
[Morgan stands tall in the ring as the crowd chants his name, the fire in his eyes unmistakable.]
[Fade to commercial.]
Backstage
The office of Dynasty Wrestling General Manager Matt Anarchy is cluttered with match sheets, coffee mugs, and posters of past DW events. Anarchy is reviewing tonight’s run sheet when the door swings open and in march The Sovereign — Ben Noble in a crisp navy blazer, and Kandi Sparks, dressed to compete and ready for war.
MATT ANARCHY:
“Well, if it isn’t the Sovereign. I assume you’re not here for a friendly chat.”
BEN NOBLE:
“Far from it, Matthew. We’re here to do what we do best — fight.”
KANDI SPARKS:
“We want in. On both matches tonight. First, British Hospitality. That’s unfinished business, and you know it. Second… that six-person tag against Emily Shaw and her new lapdogs, the Crushers. Us and Leo Lewis. One night. Two fights. We settle the score.”
[Anarchy leans back in his chair, looking at the two with a skeptical raise of the eyebrow.]
MATT ANARCHY:
“You want to pull double duty tonight? You do realize this isn’t a game of chess — it’s a war zone. British Hospitality is no joke, and neither are the Crushers. You sure you’re up for that?”
BEN NOBLE:
“We don’t duck challenges, Anarchy. We crush them. The Platinum Coalition wants to make a statement? We’ll be the punctuation mark.”
KANDI SPARKS:
“And Hospitality? They’ve been chirping for months. It’s time we shut them up for good.”
[Anarchy pauses, then gives a slight smirk.]
MATT ANARCHY:
“Fine. You’ve got it. Tag match against British Hospitality and the six-person tag later tonight. But don’t come to me crying about exhaustion when this blows up in your faces.”
BEN NOBLE (grinning):
“Wouldn’t dream of it.”
KANDI SPARKS:
“Tonight… the Sovereign rules twice.”
[They exit with purpose, leaving Anarchy shaking his head as the camera fades out.]
MATT ANARCHY (to himself):
“They’re either brilliant… or insane.”
Tag Team Match
Callum McLeod & Union Jack vs. Riley Smith & Oliver Harrington
Ringside
The crowd is still buzzing as the bell rings and Callum McLeod’s theme blares over the speakers. McLeod and Union Jack stand tall in the center of the ring, having just secured a hard-fought victory over Riley Smith and Oliver Harrington. Smith rolls out of the ring, clutching his ribs, while Harrington fumes at ringside.
STEVE PRINGLE (commentary):
“What a win for McLeod and Union Jack here tonight on Clash 66! But the tension between all three of these men has been building for weeks, and something tells me this story isn’t over!”
EDDIE BATES:
“I’d say it’s just getting started, Steve…”
McLeod calls for a microphone, his DW UK Championship belt slung over one shoulder. The crowd cheers as he raises the mic.
CALLUM McLEOD:
“Alright, lads… let’s not pretend we don’t all see where this is heading.”
The fans roar in agreement.
CALLUM McLEOD (cont’d):
“Oliver Harrington – you’ve been running your mouth since day one, trying to prove you belong at the top. And Union Jack – you’ve been fighting shoulder to shoulder with me, but I know what that look in your eye means. You want this belt just as bad as he does.”
McLeod holds up the DW UK Championship, then looks between the two men.
CALLUM McLEOD (cont’d):
“So at Original Sinners, I’m gonna give both of you exactly what you want. Triple threat match. Me. Harrington. Union Jack. For the DW UK Title.”
Huge pop from the Stratford crowd.
EDDIE BATES:
“Well, there you have it! The champ isn’t backing down from anyone!”
At ringside, Harrington nods with a smug grin, while Union Jack stares at the title with intensity. The three men exchange glares as McLeod climbs the ropes and raises the belt high.
STEVE PRINGLE:
“It’s official! At Original Sinners, it’ll be a triple threat for the DW UK Championship! You don’t want to miss this one!”
The camera lingers on the three men—champion and challengers—locked in a tense triangle of ambition, as the segment fades out.
Tag Team Match
British Hospitality vs. The Sovereign
The Sovereign’s music plays as Ben Noble and Kandi Sparks celebrate their hard-fought victory over British Hospitality. Alexander Hate and Harry Black regroup in the corner, frustrated but still defiant after the loss. The crowd gives all four competitors a respectful round of applause.
Steve Pringle: “What a tag team war! The Sovereign come out on top, but both teams put on a show here tonight at Clash 66!”
Eddie Bates: “No rest for the wicked, Pringle—wait a second, here come the champs!”
The arena lights flicker red and gold as the DW UK Tag Team Champions, The Dogs of War, appear at the top of the ramp. Nate McKenzie and Jack O’Connor stand tall with their championship belts slung over their shoulders, while their manager, James Shepherd, smugly gestures toward the ring.
James Shepherd (on mic):
“Well, well, well—look what we have here. A couple of teams trying so hard to prove they matter… bless your hearts!”
The crowd boos loudly as McKenzie and O’Connor smirk and shake their heads.
Shepherd:
“British Hospitality, The Sovereign… you two banged each other around for twenty minutes just to end up second-best to the Dogs of War. We already beat you, Hospitality. And Sovereign, your little win tonight means nothing when you’re standing under the shadow of the greatest tag team to ever set foot in this dump you call a country!”
Eddie Bates: “You just know Shepherd can’t help himself…”
James Shepherd:
“So I’ll tell you what, since we’re feeling generous—and a little bored—we’ll take you both on. Triple threat. Original Sinners. Let’s see if either of you can make a dent in the unstoppable force that is Australia’s finest!”
The Dogs of War hold their titles high, grinning with cocky confidence. In the ring, both The Sovereign and British Hospitality nod in defiance, clearly ready for a fight.
Steve Pringle:
“You heard it! Challenge issued—and it sounds like we’re headed for a massive triple threat tag team title match at Original Sinners!”
Six Man Tag Team Match
Emily Shaw & Caledonian Crushers vs. Kandi Sparks, Ben Noble & Leo Lewis
Ringside
The bell rings as Emily Shaw raises her arms in smug triumph, flanked by Kyle McRae and Angus Blackhart. Kandi Sparks rolls to the outside, clearly frustrated, while Ben Noble checks on Leo Lewis. The crowd boos loudly as Shaw snatches a microphone from ringside.
Steve Pringle:
“A big win for Shaw and the Crushers tonight—but you can feel the tension still boiling!”
Eddie Bates:
“You know Emily Shaw isn’t done. Not by a long shot.”
Emily Shaw (grinning):
“You see that, Kandi? That’s what happens when you pick a fight you can’t win.”
She leans on the ropes, looking down at Kandi Sparks at ringside.
Emily Shaw:
“Week after week, you’ve stuck your nose where it doesn’t belong. You’re not the future. You’re not the heart of the people. You’re just… in my way.”
The crowd boos louder. Kandi pushes herself to her feet and stares Shaw down, eyes burning.
Emily Shaw:
“So let’s stop pretending this is just a little rivalry. Let’s end it. You and me. Original Sinners. No Disqualification. No rules. No limits. No excuses.”
The crowd roars in approval as Shaw throws the mic down, still smirking. Kandi, outside the ring, nods slowly—accepting the challenge with fire in her eyes.
Steve Pringle:
“It’s official in spirit if not on paper—Emily Shaw just called out Kandi Sparks for a No Disqualification match at Original Sinners!”
Eddie Bates:
“And with how personal this has gotten, Pringle… it might just steal the whole show.”
The camera lingers on Kandi Sparks glaring up at her rival as Clash 66 continues.
Non Title Match
Angelo Anderson vs. Eero Koshkinen
Ringside
The Stratford Arena is thunderous as the bell rings—Eero Koskinen has just pinned the DW Heavyweight Champion! But the victory is far from clean. Replays show ‘The Viking’ Bjorn Asulf charging the ring mid-match, hitting both men with brutal power moves before storming back up the ramp, leaving chaos behind.
Eero slowly rises, bruised but victorious, while Angelo Anderson stirs in the corner, clutching his jaw with fury burning in his eyes.
Steve Pringle:
“Eero Koskinen just did the unthinkable and pinned the champ—but it came with an asterisk, thanks to that madman Bjorn Asulf!”
Eddie Bates:
“You don’t survive Bjorn, you endure him—and Angelo is about to erupt.”
Anderson staggers to his feet and stares daggers up the ramp. Asulf steps back out onto the stage, grinning with that unpredictable glint in his eye. The crowd buzzes with anticipation.
Suddenly, Anderson slides out of the ring and storms up the ramp, meeting Bjorn halfway—and SLAPS HIM across the face with sheer disrespect. The crowd gasps.
Steve Pringle:
“Did Anderson just slap a Viking?!”
Bjorn doesn’t move at first. Then, slowly, methodically, his expression changes. The grin fades. His eyes narrow. And then he SNAPS. Bjorn grabs Anderson and drives him spine-first into the LED board with a thunderous roar. The champ crumples, laid out on the stage.
Eero watches from the ring, stoic and unreadable, as officials rush the stage to separate Asulf. The Viking shouts over them, voice echoing through the arena.
Bjorn Asulf (yelling):
“IF YOU’RE MAN ENOUGH TO SLAP ME—BE MAN ENOUGH TO DEFEND THAT BELT AGAINST ME!”
The crowd erupts into a mix of cheers and gasps. From the ring, Eero steps onto the second rope and stares down both men.
Eddie Bates:
“And now Eero’s not backing down either. Are we looking at a three-way collision course?!”
Steve Pringle:
“After tonight, I wouldn’t be surprised if GM Matt Anarchy makes it official! Original Sinners could see three monsters battling for the gold!”
The final shot is of Angelo Anderson laid out cold on the ramp, Bjorn towering over him, and Eero Koskinen watching like a silent storm. The Dynasty Wrestling logo flashes as the show fades to black.
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