The Bloody Bagel Guy? Again?

[Gavin Drake]

The fans blinked as this new music filled the arena, and then flames exploded as the AWA Hardcore Champion stalked from the back. He paused, smirking at the fans before he lifted the title belt into the air with a single hand. The fans went wild, and then the Pride of Britain headed for the ring.

He rolled inside, coming up with a roll of his shoulders. Then he adjusted his suit, pacing back and forth before he called for a mic. Then he waved a hand towards the back, belt across his shoulder. "So this week at bloody Anarchy I am in the bleeding ring minding my own business, and who should run out here and bloody attack me! But the Bagel Guy!"

The fans gave a mixed pop, and Drake shook his head. He walked back and forth, he adjusted the belt on his shoulder. He frowned, then brought up the mic again. "Bloody Jake Andrews! Ran down to the ring, and attacked me for no bloody reason!"

Drake walked around the ring, and he tapped the mic against his thigh as he fumed. Then he adjusted the belt on his shoulder, shrugging before he shook his head. Then the mic was brought up. "Listen, mate, I have had a bit of a week. The Affliction broke up, Donzig is the bloody boss, Frost is the bloody world bloody champion! And some fat samoan bloke slapped the bloody taste out of Shelby's mouth!"

Drake shrugged, looking up the roof before he hung his head. "And to make it all bloody worse, those bloody fucking arses Cooper and Green are the bloody AWA Tag Team Champions!"

The fans booed at that, Drake nodded. "Bloody hell, if someone would have told me this would all happen last Saturday? I would have said they were taking the piss."

The fans seemed amused, and Drake shrugged. Then he lifted his title again, holding it in his head as he paced along the ropes. "Ah, well, sadly for the bloody AWA! I am the blood of kings, see? Bloody British! And I will not give up, I will not quit! I will never bloody surrender!"

The fans cheered, and Drake waved a hand towards the back. "So Bagel Guy? This week at Anarchy? I am going to finish what Cooper started at Halloween Havoc, and take your arse out once and for all."

Drake paused, then smirked. "Yea, yea, bloody yeah!"

[djay]

Just than Pain hits the PA! The fans stand to cheer for
The man they call Djay. HE has mic in hand.

Djay " Some fat Samoan bloke? Really really Drake.
I thought a man such as yourself would show
a little respect! Than again you have spent most your
time with Donzig!"

The fans have a laugh.

Djay " I cant understand whats with you people in
tag teams? None you like me, and its upsetting.
So what I kick the hell out of Shelby? SO what
you little group is over?"

Drake is waiting for what DJay will say next.

Djay " I'm watching everyone who has a Fatal
Four Qualifying Match! After I beat Cooper, and
move on I'm beating anyone else in my way! Andrews,
Kash, Green, and even you Drake! I don't care who
you think you are!"

He starts to walk down the ramp, but stops.

Djay " But than again I don't think you have what
it takes! I don't think you will beat the bagel
guy! Maybe this week your show the world that
you are overrated in that ring!"

Djay turns to walk to the back.

['The Solution' Jake Andrews]

(Finally the moment the fans have been waiting for is here. 'Devour' blasts over the PA system to a huge pop. 'The Solution' Jake Andrews steps out from backstage as the fans get louder. Jake smirks as he pauses to look around. 'The Solution' then heads to the ring, slapping a few hands along the way. Jake Andrews then slides under the ropes and jumps to his feet as Miss Taylor is already on the ring apron with his microphone. They exchange greetings and smiles as he takes the mic and the music fades.)


'The Solution' Jake Andrews: It goes like this:

YEA YEA YEEEAAAA!!!


(Fans shout "YEA YEA YEA" and cheer as Jake walks around to the other side of Drake. Drake pivots in a 180 to keep his eyes on Andrews.)


'The Solution' Jake Andrews: I had every reason to come out on Anarchy and go after you Drake. You have my hardcore title that you won by a fluke!

After Cooper managed to knock me silly with that big, goofy foot of his..... I was taken out of the match. Then it was down to you and Cooper.

I had to come out on Anarchy and make a statement man. That statement was that YOU are the Hardcore Champion but you NEVER beat me! The only reason I didn't win back my title a week later is because I wasn't medically fit to compete. Remember Drake?


(Andrews turns around and points to the AWA-Tron. It shows Anarchy from two weeks ago when Drake and Andrews were about to lock up. 'The Solution' Jake Andrews suddenly collapses in the ring. The ref checks him and then motions for medical help from the back.
The tron freezes and Jake raises his mic again.)


'The Solution' Jake Andrews: Well, I have since been cleared to compete and I had to make it known that I want my Hardcore title back!

No more Bagel Guy, Drake.....

You're messing with a new Jake Andrews. A ruthless son of a gun that will take no prisoners along the way of getting what he wants!

You might be the pride of Brittain but, I'm The Talk of the Town, the Picture of Pittsburgh, the Awesome of Orlando, the Marvelous of Minnesota....I am, THE SOLUTION!


YEA YEA YEEEAAAA!!!!


(The fans shout 'YEA YEA YEA' and cheer Jake Andrews, however, a few boos can be heard from the solid supporters of the current Hardcore Champion, Gavin Drake. Drake raises his mic but has to lower it again as the fans are loud with chants: "DRAKE, DRAKE, DRAKE, DRAKE!")

[Ryan Green]

"Would you please all just shut your pie holes and stop the torture!"

<>before Drake can respond, the familiar tones of Green are heard and he soon appears on the stage. His tag team championship belt around his waist and a microphone in hand, Green is ready to join the party.<>

"Now i would have thought seeing as we have three 'good guys' in the ring that you would all be able to play nicely?!?
Seems not, to me it looks like a scene from a nursery with all the little children trying to get attention, its sda, its pathetic but it is not unexpected from you three.

For all the big talk you all seem to be forgetting one thing, and thats that i am in this chase for the number one contenders sopt and that i am a man of my word.
When i said i was going to make an impact in the AWA, i did it, when i said i was going to be part of the world tag team champions i did it and now, next monday night i am telling you all that i am going to wipe the floor with that wanker Kevin Kash and then whoever i meet in the fatal four way is going to get the same treatment, so there, ive said it so that basically makes it fact.

Green is your next number one contender and shortly after, your next undisputed world champion!

Now Drake, you had better hope that Andrews kicks your arse because we all know you was more than happy when you realised i was moving straight past you and your hardcore title and setting my eyes on the big prize. If your stupid enough to try and win your match against Andrews then i will put you back down and in your place in the fatal four way

And DJay, firstly, i was unable to understand much of what you said but let me say something that is very very clear to you, my tag team championship partner, Marcus Cooper is going to destroy you, whether your a fat samoan or not it really does not matter, your not making it into the fatal four way and thats that.

So now that leaves you Jake Andrews, like i said, for Drakes well being i hope you beat him, but for your well being, your health and your career i suggest that once you have beaten Drake, you make your excuses and run out the building because if Cooper does not knock you out again, ill be sure to make sure i do!"

[Gavin Drake]

"Bloody hell."

Drake stated, looking at DJay before he looked towards Andrews, and then to Green. He shrugged his suit clad shoulders, and then he looked down at the Hardcore Title in his hand before he smirked.

"Well, Green I think maybe you need to go take your bloody chances with Joel Frost. Because, mate, you have been saying you were going to kick my arse and take this Hardcore Title for months!"

The fans cheered, and Green frowned as Drake lifted the belt to hold it in the air. And he flashed that wicked grin, shrugging as the mic was lifted again. "And here it is still bloody is, because you are taking the piss!"

The fans again cheered, then he draped the belt across his shoulder again. He walked back and forth, then turned to Jake Andrews. "And then we have you, Jake bloody Andrews. Listen, mate, you cashed in your re-match when you were hurt! Not me! I wasn't the one bloody slow enough to let that bloody degenerate's partner but me in the head!"

A thumb was jerked at Green. "I mean really have you seen his ears? They have to be bloody some kind of wind resistance, the drag has to slow him down!"

The fans laughed, and DJay actually barked a laugh. Andrews turned his head, trying to hold it in. In fact, Green was the only one not laughing. "Anyhow, listen, Andrews! This Monday I am going to kick the bloody piss out of you, and then I am going to kick the piss out of that fat lorry driver, and then I am going to pin this big bloke!"

DJay stepped forward. "Wait, wait, what is a lorry?"

Green snapped angrily. "It's a truck!"

Drake nodded, then arched a brow. "I never knew you spoke bloody American, mate."

The fans laughed, and then Drake continued. "And then there is DJay. Listen, mate, I know your people are big boned, and were hit by a tsunami, and you were British Champion back in 1996!"

A pause. "Did you know MJW made that title great? He's not here to mention it anymore, so I thought I'd bring it up."

The fans cheered at that and DJay stared. "He's still on about that?"

Drake nodded, and then he adjusted the belt on his shoulder. "But since you just got here, big man. I will tell you who I am! I am Gavin Drake, see? The AWA Hardcore Champion, a man who fought the former World Champion to a stand still, the member of Affliction to beat MJW, and one half of the former AWA World Tag Team Champions? Right then?"

The fans were cheering, and everyone else just looked bored. But Drake smirked, and then continued. "I am descended from bloody royalty, and not the kind of sushi eating, coconut drinking bloody kind you are used to! I mean bloody royalty, right? The blood of kings."

Andrews and Green mouthed the words, rolling their eyes.

Drake frowned. "Right then? I am a bloody Champion, and that makes me better then the lot of you! Better then! And after Monday night? I will be on the road to once again being a bloody double champion, and the greatest Champion in all of bloody wrestling!"

[Ryan Green]

"Oi!
Not so friggin fast there mate, have you ever beaten me for a championship?
Your answer is NO!
Now, have i ever beaten you for a championship?
My answer is YES!
Therefore, by simply eliminating any stupidness it is clear to see that i am the odds on favourite to win next week at Anarchy.
This belt right here was once yours, and you took price in wearing it, but pride was not enough to stop me and Cooper taking it from you and that other guy, his names Sheldon right?
Anyway, my point is that you have the hardcore belt because it just so happened that i pinned your bum buddies shoulders to the mat and not yours and following from that it appears AWA management have seen the potential that i have because it is me who they want to win the fatal four way and it is me who has already booked in a one on one main event match with Joel Frost.
Not Drake, and like i have said already, if i decide i want to have the hardcore title, i - will - take - it!
Understood?"

[Gavin Drake]

Drake stared at Green, and his eyes flash with anger before he lifts his mic again. "You bloody bastard, is that how you want it to go, mate?"

Green nodded, and Drake frowned. "Oi! When I won this bloody Hardcore Title I seem to recall your sorry arse in the bloody ring! Of course, if bloody memory solves you were the second one out, mate!"

The fans cheered, and then a thumb was jerked towards Andrews. "In fact you were pinned by this bloody jerk, who was then pinned by that bloody arse you call a partner!"

The fans again cheered, and Jake Andrews frowned. And Drake shook his head before he continued. "Which means, Green, that I pinned your bloody partner to take the title you wanted! Just like you pinned my bloody partner to take my tag team title, so that makes us about square! That makes us about bloody even!"

Drake held up the Hardcore Title, displaying it as he growled into the mic. "Except I am the bloody AWA Hardcore Champion, and you are bloody not, mate!"

[Ryan Green]

<>Green thinks for a moment, knowing that Drake has called his bluff and there is no real way back from this, so Green does what all good bad guys do, pretend it never happened<>

"Whateva Drake, ive chosen to ignore what happened in that fatal five way for the hardcore title, that was then and this is now, all anyone needs to know is that i took a championship from you and next monday night im going to take the chance at competing for a championship from you and everyone else who is in the running and then i am going to take THE championship from Joel Frost.
Simple as!"

<>wanting to get away before he has to listen to anymore truthful words from Drake or anyone else, Green lowers his mic, eye checks everyone and then turns to leave<>

[djay]

Djay " That's right kid walk away! I think i hear your lover Cooper calling for you! Once again I'm sick of hearing all this talk about fighting Frost! There is 5 other guys you need to get bye!What have you ever done in the AWA without your boy?"

Than turning to Drake.

Djay "I know your the Hardcore champ, but once again it means nothing! That belt means you cant beat someone in a clean fight! This Monday I'm taking Cooper out! Than I plan on beating each, and everyone of you! Ill see you this Monday Drake!"

Than back to Green

Djay "Maybe I need to remind you what happened last time we were in this ring!"

We see a recap of Monday Night Anarchy.

"DJay rose, nailing Green with the Turntable to a huge pop! The ref was back on his feet,shaking his head before he started to call for the bell! And Frost leapt onto the ropes,
and nailed the prone Green with the Cold Front!"

Djay "HMMMM I see that not only myself, but Frost also kicked your ass! Your boy had to help you walk up that ramp! Face it kid your not going to Massacre on 34th St! You are nothing more than mid card kid! Go backstage find Cooper, and talk about how cool it is to be tag team champs!"

[Gavin Drake]

"Whoa! Whoa! Now listen up, Tubs of Fun!" The fans boo at that and DJay looks annoyed, but smiles as Jake Andrews laughs. And Drake rolled his shoulders, adjusting his belt. "This Hardcore Title is not a belt I can not win clean, it is a belt that says anything bloody goes!"

The fans cheered, and DJay looked as though he doubted it. He shook his head, then paced before he continued. "It is a belt where there are no little protections for the title like you, and Joel Frost need to maintain your little reigns!"

Drake shrugged. "And this will be your bloody favorite part, it isn't about weight limits, it's about no limits!"

Everyone in the ring looked stunned, and DJay said 'Holy shit! We are gonna be sued!' off mic. Then Andrews crossed the ring, whispering to Drake.

Drake stared then, then looked at Andrews. "What? You're taking the piss, mate! None of us have bad gimmicks, that is what their belt is about right?"

Andrews shook his head, and Drake shrugged. "Like that little black guy who claims to be Macho Man, right?"

Andrews sighed, and now DJay tried not to laugh. Then Drake shrugged, looking to Green before speaking off mic. "Bloody hell, must be an American humor thing. I don't get what is so bloody funny."

Drake then shrugged. "Listen, I understand I need to beat five other guys to get my bloody chance at the man who destroyed the Affliction!Yeah, I should have been the bloody Chosen not that arse Joel Frost!"

The fans gave a mixed reaction at that, and Drake shrugged as he adjusted the belt on his shoulder. "Green? Well, he has bloody tried and failed twenty times! Andrews? Bloody come one, it's Andrews! And then we have the Role Model!"

The fans booed at the name of Donzig's right hand man, and Drake smirked. "Don't worry, in Britain we have things even older then bloody Anthony Jordan! So I know exactly how to deal with his arse!"

Drake paused, staring at DJay. "Which in bloody theory leaves me with you, Tubby! You're a bit too big for the bloody Echelon. Which means I am going to have to just beat the bloody piss out of your arse, mate!"