DW Clash 69

DW Clash 69
📺 Live on the Sanctioned Violence Network
📍 The Stratford Arena, London, England
📆 23rd June 2025

The broadcast begins with a sweeping shot of London’s East End, the sun setting behind the towers of Stratford as a pounding rock instrumental kicks in. Cut to the Stratford Arena, where over 5,000 fans are packed in and on their feet, waving signs, chanting, and ready for another night of high-impact action on the Sanctioned Violence Network.

[A hype video begins to roll, recapping the fallout from Original Sinners 2025:]

Clips flash across the screen:

Angelo Anderson lifting the DW Heavyweight Championship in victory after surviving Bjorn Asulf and Eero Koshkinen.
Cedric Thornfield, ominous and cold, appearing on the stage—staring down the champ.
Rhys Morgan, bloodied but unbowed, making the title gesture after his win in the violent Welsh Rules Match.
Jonathan Sullivan defeating Stijn De Raaf, then motioning toward his waist.
Callum McLeod, barely able to stand, holding up the DW UK Championship after overcoming Union Jack and Oliver Harrington.
The Dogs of War, arms raised high with their belts, while British Hospitality look on in frustration.
A quick flashback to the ambush of Ben Noble and Kandi Sparks, laid out by the Caledonian Crushers.

Voiceover:

“Original Sinners was a night of war, triumph, and betrayal… but in Dynasty Wrestling, the fallout is just the beginning.”

CUT TO: Live inside the Stratford Arena, where the crowd is thunderous. Pyro explodes across the stage in a spectacular display of red, gold, and silver! Banners hang high over the ring bearing the DW logo, and signs across the crowd read:

“BLACK RAVEN RISES”
“RHYS MORGAN = NEXT CHAMP?”
“CALLUM MIGHT BE UNBREAKABLE TOO”
“WHERE IS SOVEREIGN?!”

[Commentary Desk – Ringside]

🎙️ Steve Pringle (play-by-play):

“Welcome to the heart of violence, the home of legacy—welcome to Dynasty Wrestling: Clash 69, broadcasting live on the Sanctioned Violence Network from the iconic Stratford Arena here in London, England!”

🎙️ Eddie Bates (colour commentator):

“We are seven days removed from one of the most explosive pay-per-views in DW history, Steve—Original Sinnersrocked the foundation of this company, and tonight we deal with the aftershocks!”

🎙️ Steve Pringle:

“That’s right, Eddie—Angelo Anderson is still DW Heavyweight Champion, but he may not have time to celebrate. Cedric Thornfield made his presence known, and now he’s joined by a rising chorus of contenders: Rhys Morgan… Jonathan Sullivan… all circling like vultures.”

🎙️ Eddie Bates:

“Callum McLeod is still your UK Champion, the Dogs of War are still the tag champs—but how long can they keep hold of that gold when there are sharks in the water like British Hospitality, Union Jack, and a still-angry Sovereign?”

🎙️ Steve Pringle:

“And speaking of the Sovereign—we’re told General Manager Matt Anarchy has a major announcement tonight regarding the future of the DW Heavyweight Championship. Could a new #1 contender be named?”

🎙️ Eddie Bates:

“If I were Angelo Anderson, I’d be sweating bullets. Because there’s a damn queue forming at the top of the mountain—and they’re all coming for that belt.”

[Graphics show the matches booked for tonight:]

🔹 Liam O’Donovan vs. Leo Lewis

🔹 British Hospitality vs. Gunnar & Shred

🔹 Maxwell Blackwell vs. Oliver Reed

🔹 Dogs of War vs. Union Jack & Geoffrey Hobbs – Non-title tag team match

🎙️ Steve Pringle:

“A stacked card tonight, and you can feel the tension in the air, Eddie. Dynasty Wrestling is surging into a new era—and it starts right here, right now.”

🎙️ Eddie Bates:

“Let the violence begin.”

The camera cuts to the ring as the opening match gets set to begin, the crowd at fever pitch…

Single Match
Liam O’Donovan vs. Leo Lewis

Ringside

The lights in the Stratford Arena dim and a low guitar riff echoes through the air. The crowd stirs as the unmistakable theme of Dynasty Wrestling General Manager Matt Anarchy blasts from the speakers. The fans rise to their feet with a mixed reaction—respect and curiosity intertwining.

Matt Anarchy strides out onto the stage, wearing a black leather jacket and DW logo tee, a clipboard in one hand and a mic in the other. The atmosphere is tense. Anarchy stands still on the stage, soaking it in, before raising the microphone.

🎤 Matt Anarchy:

“Last week at Original Sinners, we saw an all-out war in that main event. Three monsters—Angelo Anderson, Eero Koshkinen, and Bjorn Asulf—collided for the richest prize in this company.”

Crowd reacts loudly—cheers for Eero and Bjorn, boos for Anderson.

🎤 Matt Anarchy:

“Angelo Anderson survived. Barely. But what that match made clear… is that the hunt is far from over.”

Anarchy begins pacing the stage now, the spotlight following him.

🎤 Matt Anarchy:

“Because in the aftermath of Original Sinners, four men made their intentions known. Four men stepped up. Four men looked the world in the eye and said: I want the DW Heavyweight Championship.”

A pop from the crowd. A chant breaks out:

“MOR-GAN! SULL-I-VAN! RAV-EN!”

🎤 Matt Anarchy:

“So starting tonight, we begin the Road to Titans Tournament—a five-man gauntlet to determine the next challengerfor the DW Heavyweight Title.”

The tron behind him lights up with the tournament logo: “ROAD TO TITANS” in bold gold text, backed by fire and steel.

🎤 Matt Anarchy:

“Here are your competitors:”

“‘The Black Raven’ Cedric Thornfield — cold, calculated, deadly.”
“Eero Koshkinen — the Finnish giant who nearly took the crown last week.”
“Rhys Morgan — the Welsh Dragon, fresh off a victory under his own brutal rules.”
“Jonathan Sullivan — a technician, a tactician, a champion in waiting.”
“And ‘The Viking’ Bjorn Asulf — no-nonsense, all-power, and hungry for redemption.”

Huge reaction from the crowd.

🎤 Matt Anarchy:

“The Winner – He punches his ticket to face Angelo Anderson at Titans.”

The camera zooms in on Anarchy’s intense stare.

🎤 Matt Anarchy:

“And it starts… TONIGHT.

In this very ring.

Eero Koshkinen vs. Rhys Morgan.”

Crowd explodes at the announcement!

🎙️ Steve Pringle (on commentary):

“You heard the man! The Road to Titans begins tonight! Eero vs. Rhys—power vs. heart—and the winner takes the first step toward a shot at Anderson!”

🎙️ Eddie Bates:

“This changes everything, Steve. Five warriors. One road. And only one destination—the top of the mountain.”

Back on the ramp, Matt Anarchy drops the mic and exits to a wave of anticipation and crowd noise, the “Road to Titans” logo flashing behind him.

Tag Team Match
British Hospitality def. Gunnar & Shred

Backstage

We cut to the backstage area of the Stratford Arena, where The Sovereign — Ben Noble and Kandi Sparks — are standing under Dynasty Wrestling lighting. Noble is speaking with interviewer William Smith, while Sparks paces beside him, still showing the fire from last week’s fallout.

📺 Ben Noble:

“We had one goal at Original Sinners — walk in, win the Tag Team Titles, and prove why The Sovereign sets the standard in this division. But Kyle McRae and Angus Blackhart? They took that away from us before the bell even rang.”

📺 Kandi Sparks:

“They didn’t outfight us. They didn’t outsmart us. They jumped us from behind like the gutless cowards they are. And Emily Shaw—same story, different day.”

Suddenly, a mocking slow clap echoes through the corridor. Emily Shaw steps into frame, flanked by the Caledonian Crushers, Kyle McRae and Angus Blackhart. Shaw smirks coldly, dressed in a silver jacket, while McRae and Blackhart loom behind her, arms crossed and proud.

Emily Shaw:

“Oh, listen to them. Still crying over spilled tea and shattered dreams. You were never going to win those belts—you’re just not built for it.”

Kyle McRae (smirking):

“You two got what you deserved. And if you think that was bad, try comin’ at us face-to-face.”

Ben Noble (stepping forward):

“That’s exactly what we’re doing. You want a fight? You’ve got one. Next week, The Sovereign vs. the Caledonian Crushers—no sneak attacks, no hiding. Just a straight-up tag match.”

Crowd watching on the arena screen pops as the challenge is laid down.

Kandi Sparks:

“And Emily? Don’t get too comfortable either. I’m not done with you.”

Angus Blackhart (grinning):

“You want this smoke next week? Done. But don’t say we didn’t warn you—lightweights don’t last long against heavy hitters.”

Shaw leans in, almost face-to-face with Sparks.

Emily Shaw:

“When we’re finished with you next week… there won’t be a Sovereign left to stand.”

The Platinum Coalition walks off, leaving Noble and Sparks standing tall, eyes blazing with purpose.

📺 William Smith:

“You heard it here—The Sovereign vs. The Caledonian Crushers next week on Clash! Sparks. Will. Fly.”

🎙️ Steve Pringle (from commentary):

“Next week’s going to be explosive, Eddie. Vengeance, pride, and payback all on the line!”

🎙️ Eddie Bates:

“And this time… The Sovereign’s ready.”

Fade to black.

Single Match
‘The Mirage’ Maxwell Blackwell vs. Oliver Reed

Backstage

Backstage in the gritty halls of the Stratford Arena, the camera picks up on the DW UK Champion, Callum McLeod, standing by a monitor, still taped from his brutal title defence at Original Sinners. The belt rests proudly over his shoulder. He’s approached by none other than ‘The Essex Pretty Boy’ Oliver Harrington, dressed in designer sunglasses, a smug grin plastered across his face.

Oliver Harrington:

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t the paper champion himself…”

McLeod turns slowly, jaw clenching.

Oliver Harrington:

“Don’t look so surprised, mate. Everyone saw it—you got lucky at Original Sinners. That belt on your shoulder? It doesn’t belong to you. It belongs to someone with style, star power… someone like me.”

Callum’s glare could cut steel, but his voice remains calm—measured.

Callum McLeod:

“You want this?” He taps the title. “Then stop whining and start earning. You had your shot. And you blew it.”

Oliver Harrington (laughing):

“Blew it? Nah, mate. I got robbed. You capitalised off my work. That win was a fluke—and deep down, you know it.”

Callum McLeod:

“No, what I know is that I walked in as champion… and walked out still holding this. Meanwhile, you walked out crying to cameras in a custom jacket that cost more than your work ethic.”

The crowd watching on the tron pops with that line. Harrington’s cocky smile twitches—his pride bruised.

Oliver Harrington (stepping closer):

“You think you’re better than me?”

Callum McLeod (nose to nose now):

“I know I’m better than you. Because I fight. You talk. So go find a mirror, pretty boy, and ask yourself this: do you want to keep whining about it—or do you want to do something about it?”

The tension is electric. Harrington adjusts his shades, clearly rattled but unwilling to back down.

Oliver Harrington:

“Oh, don’t worry. I’ll do something about it. You won’t be champion much longer, Callum. Count on that.”

He walks off, shoulder-checking McLeod on the way out. The champ doesn’t flinch—he just watches him go, belt still secure on his shoulder.

🎙️ Steve Pringle (on commentary):

“Oof! Oliver Harrington just threw down the gauntlet—but Callum McLeod didn’t blink. If Harrington wants another shot, he’s gonna have to earn it.”

🎙️ Eddie Bates:

“And something tells me… he’s already planning how.”

Fade out.

Non Title Tag Team Match
Dogs of War vs. Union Jack & Geoffrey Hobbs

Ringside

The bell has sounded, and the crowd in the Stratford Arena is in uproar after the Dogs of War — Nate McKenzie and Jack O’Connor — just defeated ‘Gentleman’ Geoffrey Hobbs and Union Jack in a hard-fought non-title tag team match.

As Union Jack rolls out of the ring, clutching his ribs, McKenzie kicks the bottom rope while O’Connor arrogantly flexes over Hobbs’ fallen body. The boos are deafening.

Their manager, the loud-mouthed, suit-clad James Shepherd, climbs through the ropes with a microphone in one hand and both DW UK Tag Team Championship belts in the other.

🎤 James Shepherd:

“Well, well, well—look at ‘em now! Another pair of British darlings left laying at the boots of Australian supremacy!”

Shepherd hands the belts to McKenzie and O’Connor, who hoist them high to a chorus of jeers.

🎤 James Shepherd:

“You lot can boo all you want. You can chant your silly little chants, wave your silly little flags, and talk about tradition all night long. But tradition don’t win fights. We do.”

Jack O’Connor (grabbing the mic):

“British Hospitality? Beaten. The Sovereign? Left broken backstage. Union Jack and some tea-sipping toff in a vest? Flattened.”

Nate McKenzie (leaning into the hard cam):

“Face it—we’ve cleaned out this entire division. Top to bottom. There ain’t nobody left who’s on our level!”

James Shepherd (cutting back in):

“You hear that, Matt Anarchy? Unless you’re planning to fly in some dream team from Tokyo or New York, you better start engraving these belts with our names permanently—because the Dogs of War have conquered the tag team scene.”

Jack O’Connor:

“This ain’t a division anymore—it’s a graveyard. And we’re the ones diggin’ the holes!”

They slam the belts against their chests as the boos pour in, but it only fuels them more. The Dogs of War bark loudly in unison as Shepherd claps like a proud general leading his war dogs into battle.

🎙️ Steve Pringle (on commentary):

“They’re arrogant, they’re loud, they’re disrespectful—but they just keep winning. Who can stop the Dogs of War?”

🎙️ Eddie Bates:

“If there’s a team out there with the guts to challenge them… they better speak up fast. Because these wolves think the yard belongs to them.”

The segment ends with the Dogs of War standing tall on the turnbuckles, belts raised, shouting “No one left!” as the Dynasty Wrestling logo flashes on-screen.

Fade out.

‘Road to Titans’ Quarter-Final Match
Eero Koshkien vs. Rhys Morgan