The Real Champion

[Gavin Drake]

The fans were on their feet, cheering as an explosion of pyro hit and 'Amazing' blasted over the speakers as Drake stormed from the back. He paused on the ramp, holding the AWA World Hardcore Title in the air with a smirk.

He dropped it across his shoulder, then climbed into the ring. He walked back and forth, then looked out across the fans before he called for a mic. "This week, at AWA Resolution there will be a new AWA Heavyweight Champion!"

The fans cheered, and Drake nodded as he walked back and forth. Adjusting the belt on his shoulder with a shake of his head. "And that champion will be none other then Gavin Drake, the Blood of Kings!"

The place went wild, and Drake waved a hand. "Bloody hell, you have Green?"

A shrug.

"Croc? Listen Croc I know you are the Aussie Icon, but what have you done since you have been back besides brawl with DJay, and bloody sneak attack Joel Frost!"

The fans cheered, and Drake sniffed. "Well, the stock of M&M's has gone up."

The place erupted, and Drake chuckled before he continued.

"Frost? Injured. Andrews? Catch phrases. DJay? Well, DJay did beat Donzig's ass but, will he even fit in a bloody chamber?"

That drew some chuckles, and Drake shook his head as he adjusted the belt again before he continued. "The way I see it, Green is the first man in! There is no possible way he can outlast everyone else in the bloody chamber, and somehow pull out a bloody win!"

Drake smirked. "And certainly not without bloody Cooper, or that bloody trollop they stole off Jake Andrews, yeah? The way I see it? Green is bloody going in there at bloody half power, yeah? Meanwhile, the AWA Hardcore Champion? Gavin Drake!"

The fans cheered, and Drake nodded. "Bloody on fire, I have bloody dominated this company since day one! Every bloody title I have set my eyes on? I won on the first bloody try, and that is why soon there will only one Real AWA Champion, right?"

Drake nodded, adjusting his Hardcore Title as he walked across the ring. He leaned against the ropes, motioning to the back. "Just bloody polish my belt for me, Green! I don't bloody need any of the germs from your lot!"

[Frost]

Static X hit suddenly, and the fans cheered as Joel Frost walked from the back shaking his head. He stared at the ring, shaking his head again before he walked down the ramp.

He leapt onto the edge of the ring, ducking under the ropes before he grabbed a mic. Turning to look at Drake before he spoke.

Frost: "The Real Champion? You have got to be kidding me right, Gavin?"

Drake chuckled, and Frost pointed at him.

Frost: "I was never defeated for that title, that is something you and your fellow Brit need to accept. As for as I am concerned? I am the real Champion, and in a few short days? I will have my title back."

The fans cheered, and Frost's eyes hardened.

Frost: "Injured? Even injured I can deal with a pair of MJW wanna-bes like you and Green! Just like I dealt with the real thing!

Drake frowned, and the fans were on the edge of their seats as Frost stepped closer.

Frost: "I am only one Retcon Kick away from ending the so called reign of Green! And I am one Retcon Kick away from shutting your smart mouth once and for all, do you understand that?"

The fans seemed divided between these man, and Drake looked out across the fans before he looked back at Frost.

Fire and Ice.

Frost: "Just like I shut up Slam II, just like I shut up the Ego! And just like I shut up our so called employer! I took the Ego, I ended the Slam Nation, and at Resolution? I am going to end the Green Day!"

The fans cheered, eating it up as Drake smirked. Frost said nothing, just watched him.

Frost: "And you can stand there and brag about what a great champion you are? But beating Green's lackey and Jake Andrews doesn't really mean much does it. Gavin?"

[Ryan Green]

"wow wow wow, wow"

<>the voice comes from the stage entrance as Frost, Drake and the arena full of fans look as the awa world champion swaggers out, closely followed by Miss Taylor.
Green has his tag belt over his shoulder and his world belt around his waist, wearing his "Go Good, Go Green" t-shirt he walks half way down the ramp and decides that it is close enough as he points to his chamber foes<>

"firstly, Drake, 1999 called and it wants its hardcore championship back!"

<>Green grabs his belly as he over acts laughing as Frost cracks a half smile as Drake looks on unimpressed<>

"but seriously, what the hell is this? Drake your out here talking about something you have no experience of, and thats being a world champion.
IM the world champion and even that twat standing in the ring with you right now has been a world champion.
You, well you are a hardcore champion and a day dreamer because you will never be a world champion, not on my watch!
And you Joel Frost, what is this crap about you never lossing the world championship???
Do you have the belt right now? NO.
Do you see you name at the top of the bill as the reigning awa world champion? NO.
Therefore you lost, you lost because i won, it might not have been a pin fall or submission, but the battle we had, i won and not only did you loss but your weak body crippled under the presure and you had to be wheeled away.
You did not deserve to loss this belt with dignity because you are a disgrace, so i beat you so badly that you had to crawl away and HAND the belt back, and then i took and Joel, i have no interest in letting i go so that is shit news for you but good news for the awa.
i will continue to be the awa champion long after the chamber match has been and gone and you, well you will have used up your last lifeline and your career will be all but over!"

<>Green remains on the ramp, he gets the thumbs up from Miss Taylor as he looks on to the ring, smug about his comments<>

[djay]

Than pain plays over the PA. Out walks Djay, and he stops at the top of the ramp.

"My name is Djay, but your three already know that.Now what you may not know is my destiny is to win the world title this Sunday!"

They all stop, and look at Djay.

"In the Chamber I will show no mercy! In the Chamber I will have no friends just enemies! In the Chamber I will walk away with the world title."

the fans cheer.

"This Sunday it all begins. My destiny, and the reason I came back the world title."

He points at greens belt.

"I don't care about who has what title, and who never lost.
When its all said, and done the rest of you will lose."

They all grin at Djay.

"I'm coming into the chamber after the biggest win of my career, and I plan to overshadow that win. This Sunday the three of you will witness my time."

Green starts to walk up the ramp to Djay.

"Mr. fucking green! The first man into the chamber."

Green stops, and DJay looks to Drake, and frost.

"Guys this Sunday lets put aside this match till after we all take green out. Than every man for himself."

[Gavin Drake]

"You sat back there in front of a bloody TV, and insulted the noble bloodline of the Kings of England!" Drake turned on DJay, jabbing a finger at him. Then he continued, shaking his head before he continued. "And then you ask me, the bloody son of the noble blood of the House of Stuart to help you take out this piece of degenerate trash?"

Drake flicked a finger at Green, then he snorted before looking back at DJay. "You are taking the piss, mate! You are taking the bloody piss! I am going to personally kick your fat arse!"

The fans gave a mixed pop, and DJay glared as Drake fumed. "Rapists and alcoholics? Mate, I see your bloody heritage on display nearly every Monday when those two trogolodytes that follow Max Jewell and his trollop around attacking jobbers! I think your ancestors may have been cannibals!"

Drake shook his head, sneering before he arched a brow at the laughing Green. "And as for you, Green! I may not have the experience of being the bloody world Champion, but if you actually pulled your head from Cooper's arse? You would learn that I have taken every bloody World Champion we have had since September to task."

Drake smirked, and the fans cheered as he pointed at the World Champion. "And this Sunday at Resolution? I am going to do it one more bloody time, yeah?"

Then he turned his gaze on his one time ally, Joel Frost. "And as for you, Joel! I wouldn't have to listen to Green's mumbling if you had gotten the bloody job done! And as for beating Green's lackey and Jake Andrews?"

Drake lowered the mic, then lifted it with a smirk. "It means slightly more then beating a bloody broken down MJW or David bloody Slam II, mate."

The fans exploded, and Frost frowned as Drake tilted his head with a chuckle. "Does that answer all of your bloody questions, because you lot are boring me to tears!"