Monday Night Warfare 25th October 2004

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Monday Night Warfare 25th October 2004

Schedule of Matches
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JonnyG vs. Kain

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Kross vs. Mystery Opponent

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FallenSouls vs. Angelo Giovanni

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Daredevil vs. Druids 1, 2, and 3

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TNT vs. Jakie - Lightweight Title Rematch

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Amo the Great vs. RDK - Non-Title Match

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BK London vs. Latino - Samhain Re-Match

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Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune vs. Alexandra “White Rose” Kaesar

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[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Warfare isn’t slow to get moving; a swift pan of the arena gives way to a shot of Chairman Gingerdude pacing down the corridor; next to him is the figure of Daredevil.

Ginger: I told you, Dan, I can’t give you a rematch against Rose, and I’m not putting Ridley into a match again yet after what happened on Thursday.

Daredevil: What about Yoko?

Ginger: Yoko is not able to wrestle at the moment; that’s all I’m prepared to say on that front.

Daredevil: But I still want a match! I’ll take on anyone…..let Rose pick an opponent for me if you want, I can’t let things finish like this – I need to prove that I can take Pain Inc and anything, or anyone, they throw at me!

Ginger: You know, sometimes I wonder about you Dan. All right, look, I’ll see that you get a match tonight, but you’ll have to wait to find out who it is. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a lot of work to do…..

Ginger reaches his office and enters, closing the door behind him. Daredevil pauses for a second and then walks away, a look of determination on his face.

Fade out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 1: JonnyG vs Kain (Credit: BK London)

The amount of noise in the arena demonstrates how keyed up the fans are for tonight’s show, and they just get louder as Philip enters the ring.

Phillip: This match is scheduled for one fall, coming to the ring from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, Jonny G!

"In the End" by Linkin Park hits and the crowd favorite Jonny comes out and the crowd goes wild. He walks down to the ring and he shakes the fans' hands. Jonny G then enters the ring and he goes to the second turnbuckle and he whips up the crowd.

Phillip: And his opponent, hailing from parts unknown, The Crimson Monster, Kain!

"Slow Chemical" by Finger Eleven hits and pyro blazes from the stage; Kain walks through the smoke that was made by the flames. He tightens up his gloves and he quickly makes his way to the ring. He slides in the ring and as he raises his hands up to send the pyro shooting from the turnbuckles, Jonny dropkicks Kain which sends him through the second and third ropes to the ground.

Bell Rings.

Kain is up on his knees from that dropkick to the outside of the ring. Kain looks up and Jonny climbs up to the top rope and he takes out Kain with a Diving Crossbody from the top rope. With considerable effort, Jonny picks up the big Kain and he throws him back in the ring. Kain rolls in the ring and he gets to his feet, Jonny rolls in the ring and he attempts to clothesline Kain but Kain maintains his balance. Jonny bounces off the ropes and he attempts to do it again but Kain takes him out with a huge Big Boot. Jonny drops to the ground and Kain bounces off the ropes and he follows up with a Leg Drop. Kain covers Jonny for the pin but Jonny kicks out. Kain gets up and he picks Jonny off the ground by the throat and he raises him over his head, Jonny starts kicking the side of Kain's head and Kain drops Jonny. Jonny lands on his feet and he bounces off the ropes, Kain attempts a clothesline but Jonny ducks and he bounces off the ropes again and hits him with a Diving Shoulder Block. Kain finally drops to the ground and Jonny points to the top rope, Jonny goes to the apron and he climbs up to the top rope and he waits for Kain. As Kain is staggering to his feet he turns around and Jonny takes him out with a massive Missile Dropkick. Kain drops to the ground once again and Jonny hooks Kain's leg, the referee counts one, two, th--- but Kain kicks out with authority.

Jonny and Kain get up and Jonny kicks Kain in the gut and he attempts to whip him into the ropes but Kain is too strong and he pulls Jonny toward him and takes him out with a Sidewalk Slam. Kain goes up to the top rope and he hits Jonny with the Full Stop. Kain covers Jonny but at the last second Jonny gets his foot on the bottom rope. Kain can't believe it and he tightens his glove and he raises his arm in the air. Jonny gets to his feet and Kain grabs him by the throat but Jonny elbows Kain in the side of his neck. Kain releases the hold and Jonny uses some impressive strength to hoist Kain over his head. The crowd is amazed by his strength and he hits Kain with the Jonormus Slam but doesn't get as much power as he wants in it. Both Kain and Jonny are out cold in the middle of the ring and the referee begins to count for the double count out. As the referee reches 6 Jonny is at a vertical position and he goes over to Kain and Kain rises up. Jonny looks shocked and he runs up to Kain, Kain grabs him by the throat as he goes up to his feet. Kain hits a devastating Rain of Pain and he hooks the leg of Jonny to pick up the win.

Phillip: And the winner of this match, Kain!

Kain gets back up to his feet and he raises his arms in the air and he throws them down and the pyro hits. As the pyro hits Kain looks down at Jonny as he is getting up. Kain goes over to Jonny and he grabs him by the throat. Kain goes for another Rain of Pain but Jonny kicks him in the groin and rolls out the ring quickly. Kain crawls to the ropes holding his groin as Jonny walks out to his song playing holding the back of his head.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Re - assessment (Credit: White Rose)

Her vivid, striking blue eyes stare deeply forward in a what seems like a far off gaze. Her face is etched in a calculating, intelligent, and mesmerizing expression. She sits on an opulently arcane thrown, etched with occult symbolism and lore. Her Golden Championship belt sets on the left arm of the throne, its brightness a stark contrast with the entire room. Her white hair, with its vibrant shine is as dazzling as ever, but nothing compares to what cannot be seen, the feelings surging within her. Alexandra "The White Rose" Kaesar closes her eyes for a second, she takes in a deep breath, and begins to speak.

Rose: In my life, I have had no regrets, none whatsoever. In my sightless youth I was weak and lusted for nothing but glory. I feared a lot of things….death, pain, and most of all I feared myself. I….I took pleasure in hurting other human beings, I loved seeing their faces contort in suffering and seeing blood flow like a river, I thought something was wrong with me. I thought all of it would change as I grew older, I thought it would all stop with time. All those years I forsook my true nature and I denied my true self.

Rose’s face looks as if she is recalling something from a far off time.

Rose: A few months ago, after a heartbreaking loss to Latino, I walked back to my locker room, my head held down in shame. As I opened my door my mind raced and I was crying in pity of myself, but at the same time I felt delightful chills running down my spine. I reviewed every ounce of pain I inflicted in the match and I absolutely loved it. I thought to myself, what kind of monster have you become Alexandra, what is wrong with you? As I thought this, I opened the door and I saw him standing there, waiting for me. I stared into Lord Ridley’s eyes and saw that they were not unlike my own. He put his hand on my shoulder and stared back into my eyes, but I did not pull away from his touch and I did not avert my gaze from his own. For once in my life, for once in my entire life, I was not alone. He gently wiped the tears from my cheeks and embraced me with genuine compassion and I could not speak, for I was in complete awe of his charismatic, glorious presence. It turns out that our first meeting did not require words………………

Rose smiles just a bit in fond memory, but sad present reality shakes her expression back to normal.

Rose: Is it really so wrong, so terrible, to accept yourself? Is it so horrible to embrace what you were born to be? All throughout my life, I denied the truth of my existence and even feared what I would become. Lord Ridley enlightened me to the truth, and now I can finally accept who I was born to be. Lord Ridley saved me and now I owe everything in my life to him.

Rose pauses and slowly pops the fingers on her left hand from her fore finger downward. She looks as if she is in deep thought, but after it is over, she begins anew.

Rose: Ridley is all that matters to me in my life and I cannot…….. I will not lose him again. I will punish those who seek to harm him and I will calm his rage. Alicia, you caused this all, whether you meant to or not. It is because of you Ridley is in his current state.

Rose’s face becomes very angry, but she does not raise her voice and she slowly gains control over her emotion again.

Rose: Alicia, you cannot deny the truth of your existence. You feel what I feel, I have seen it in your eyes. I have seen in unguarded moments how you quiver with malicious anticipation, you are truly Ridley’s sister, there is no denying that. I am proud, so very proud, to have freed that glorious feeling from within you. It was a beautiful experience, but I was much younger then Alicia, I was a bit overzealous in the enlightenment process and for that I apologize, but I don’t regret it and neither do you, for without it you would no longer walk this plane but lie deep beneath the cold earth. No matter how much you claim to hate what happened that night, that was that night when you were saved, and you know it. Alicia, even if you wipe Ridley and I completely off the face of the Earth, it does not matter, because no matter what you do, the feelings will not go away. Sooner or later, you will have to accept your nature and I sincerely hope you learn to accept what you have always been Alicia…… Alicia, I want to see how much you have improved since we last met. So, tonight, meet me in the ring.

A chill wind extinguishes the torches lighting the room, and the scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 2: Kross vs Mystery Opponent (Credit: Latino)

Phillip: This next match is scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring first from the Vatican City in Rome…..Kross!

Vater Unser by E Nomine starts playing as Kross walks through the curtain. He walks nervously down the ramp wondering who the hell could be his mystery opponent. Thoughts form in his heard wondering could it be Ridley? Skurai? Or worse…the rumored returning ACW member? He enters the ring breathing deeply waiting for his opponent to be called out.

Phillip: And his opponent…(Kross looks over at Philip nervously) the ACW Entertainment Champion…Predator!

The lights in the arena turn dim Stay Together For The Kids By Blink 182 starts playing. A light shines down at the entranceway as the crowd, surprised by Kross’ opponent boos loudly. Predator pays no attention to the fans as he smiles to himself staring down Kross in the ring. He enters the ring taking off his title still smiling at Kross. He grabs the mic from Phillip ready to make an announcement.

Predator: Hello everyone. You may all be surprised why I am here. Well I am a great champion. I mean I destroyed Gary in my glorious Entertainment Title defense. But tonight…Kross you won’t be getting a shot at my title. You aren’t even in the same league as me! You’ll just have to settle tonight for normal loss….

Bell rings.

Kross immediately starts punching Predator fueled by his opponent’s remarks. Predator drops his title as Kross clothesline him down to the mat. He picks up Predator and bodyslams him back down to the mat. The Fans cheer loudly for Kross now giving him more and more motivation. He runs to the ropes and comes back for a running senton but Predator rolls out of the way causing him to go under the ropes falling to the outside. He stands up leaning against the barrier smiling at Kross’s failed attempt. Kross angered even more grabs the top rope and performs a springboard to the outside colliding with Predator. The fans cheer even more for Kross as some in the front row pat him on the back. The two men start to exchange blows back and forth as the ref makes his count to 10. Kross ducks one punch locking his left leg with Predator’s right leg. He pulls his leg back causing Predator to fall on his back smacking his head on the outside mats. Kross looks around as if he has had idea. He looks at Predator lying on the mats and then towards the barrier. He looks once more as if he is thinking over his idea. Kross takes a few steps back and climbs the barrier. He looks side to side as the fans cheer him on. Kross runs down the barrier and jumps off towards Predator with a Running front-flip Legdrop. The ref now has just counted 5 as the fans are still cheering loudly for Kross’ recent actions. Both men lay on the mat as the ref now counts to 6 with the fans cheering more and more for Kross.

He slowly starts to get up dragging Predator with him. Grabbing hold of Predator Kross rams him into the steel post causing a loud metallic noise to echo throughout the arena. Kross rolls Predator inside the ring following him quickly as the ref just counts 8. He goes for the pin 1….2…- Predator breaks the count by putting his foot on the rope. He stands Predator back up and puts him in position for the guillotine legdrop. As he tries to pull it off Predator grabs Kross standing leg knocking him on his back. He puts Kross in the sharpshooter dragging him away from the ropes. The fans are more than ever are cheering for Kross trying to motivate him to reach the ropes. Kross desperately tries to crawl to the ropes reaching for them but Predator drags him back as he applies more pressure to the back of Kross. The ref is asking Kross if he wants to submit but the strong-willed wrestler screams out “No!” Predator releases the hold unsatisfied that Kross didn’t tap. He climbs the turnbuckle and dives off with a dragonscrew landing perfectly on top of Kross. He goes for the pin 1…2…- kickout by Kross. A huge pop is heard as Kross just barely kicked out. Predator stands up once more waiting for Kross to get up. He looks not believing that the fans keep cheering his opponent on. As Kross gets up in a daze, Predator grabs him for a chokeslam. As he lifts him up Kross grabs Predator by the face and brings him down with a DDT to the mat. Kross gets back up with aide from the ropes. He looks at the turnbuckle and then back at Predator. For the second time tonight an idea is formulating in his head. He climbs the turnbuckle to the top signaling for the Divine Wrath. The fans cheer loudly as he jumps up spinning and finally landing on his opponent. He goes for the pin 1…2….3! KROSS WINS! KROSS WINS!

Phillip: Here is your winner…..Michael Kross!

Kross is greatly relieved to have been matched against a reasonably weak opponent, and it feels good for him to be on a winning tangent once more. Predator flips off the crowd as he walks away with his title, but inside he knows this could be the start of a more serious problem….in the light of his loss to the cruiser cleric, how many others will now fancy their chances at his title? It’s not a situation Predator relishes, and he looks concerned as he heads to the back.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: A mysterious message (Credit: Yoko)

The scene opens in the Chairman’s office; Ginger is sitting at his desk, working away on papers and such as there's a knock on his office door.

Ginger: Come in.

His secretary enters the room, holding a large brown envelope.

Secretary: This just arrived, Mr. Chairman. It looks important.

Ginger: Who sent it?

Secretary: There's no name on it.

Ginger: Well, open it and bring it here please.

The secretary opens the envelope and empties the contents onto Ginger's desk.

Secretary: Looks like a note and a DVD.

Ginger glances at the note briefly.

Secretary: Who's it from?

Ginger: It's nothing important, you can leave now.

Secretary: Are you sure?

Ginger: Yes, thankyou.

She exits the room as Ginger puts the DVD into a player off camera.

He watches for a moment, and then smirks and pulls it back out and leaves the room. Outside the secretary is now working at her own desk.

Secretary: Did you need something, Sir?

Ginger: Yes, have the tech guys run this DVD on the Titantron sometime during the show.

Secretary: Yes sir.

Ginger goes back into his office, and the scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 3: Fallensouls vs Angelo Giovanni (Credit: White Rose)

Next, it’s a clash of the heels; both men will need to be on their toes, since neither is adverse to bending the rules in order to win.

Philip: The next match is a singles contest, scheduled for one fall……introducing first, Angelo Giovanni!

Angelo’s theme hits and he comes out from the back focused and ready to make yet another impact in his career. He walks down the ramp with a cocky look on his face and the fans boo him loudly because of it. He coolly slides in the ring and takes his corner, completely confident in his own abilities.

Philip: And next, from Soul Universe, he is the ACW Jr. Champion, please welcome Fallen Souls, FSX!

"Boldly Going Nowhere" hits and FSX comes out from the back with a sly grin on his face. He takes his time walking down the ramp and stares right through Angelo as he goes. He walks up the steps and steps through the ropes. He takes his corner and hands his belt to an official before readying himself for this non-title match up. Philip leaves as the Referee calls for the bell.

Bell Rings

Angelo and FSX circle each other slowly and both have already thought out their plans many moves ahead. The engage in a very basic tie up position and FSX starts to give ground. FSX shifts his momentum and hits a drop toe hold onto Angelo. With Angelo down, FSX locks in a side headlock, but he does not have it for long before Angelo powers out and hits FSX with a vicious barrage of punches Angelo’s pure strength allows him to take charge and he Irish whips FSX into the ropes and follows up with a big clothesline. FSX gets his wind knocked out of him and as he gets up as quickly as he can, he is hit by a phenomenal hanging suplex from Angelo. The fans cannot really decide who to go for, so they just boo everything either man does. Angelo makes the cover, the referee counts 1……..2…., but FSX gets his shoulder up, Angelo covers again, 1…..2., but FSX kicks out stronger this time. Angelo becomes slightly irate and picks FSX up and gives him clubbing blows to the back and then he follows up gutwrench Powerbomb. On pure instinct, FSX slides slyly out of the ring to avoid being pinned. Angelo quickly follows him to the outside and then FSX appears to run away, but as Angelo follows, FSX rebounds off the steel steps and hits Angelo with a flying back elbow. The Referee’s count is at 4 as FSX picks Angelo up, slings him full force into the steel steps, and re - enters the ring. Angelo hears the referee shout 6 and then he struggles to his feet and back into the ring. Angelo is met by the fierce stomps of FSX, but in his adrenaline-enhanced state he shrugs it off and goes to work on FSX’s head. FSX is really taking a beating, but he uses his superior speed to duck one big punch and reverse it into a neck breaker. FSX crawls very close to Angelo and he puts one arm over him in a very exhausted pin attempt, the referee counts 1……2…, but Angelo defiantly puts a shoulder up and both men struggle to get to their feet. FSX get to his seconds before Angelo and he runs forward with all his might for a flying cross body, but he is caught in mid air by Angelo and it is reversed in to a rib breaker. Angelo falls on FSX and makes an aggressive pinfall attempt, the referee counts 1…..2….., but FSX puts a foot on the bottom rope. Angelo is furious, his fiery Italian temper flames forward and he stops FSX with all the anger he can muster. Angelo picks FSX up and then he rebounds off the ropes and goes for a big boot, but as his foot goes for FSX’s head, FSX hits a drop kick on Angelo’s other leg taking him down. Angelo tries to get up, but as he does, FSX kicks his other leg out from under him. FSX wastes no time and runs up the turnbuckle and he does not take the time to aim as he comes off an hits a corkscrew moonsault into the pin, the referee counts 1….2…..3. He raises FSX’s hand and calls for the bell.

Bell Rings.

Philip: The winner of this match, by pinfall…….FSX!

Neither man wastes his time with complaint or celebration. They both have very different and important agendas. FSX is grateful of his win, but does not let it go to his head. Angelo works by the you win some, you lose some philosophy; but he always makes sure he has the last word and as FSX briefly holds up his belt Angelo charges him from behind, smacking him hard in the head, and then stomps him savagely before nailing the Italian decimator. The crowd has a mixed reaction; some boo, but others cheer Angelo’s cool deconstruction of his foe, and Angelo looks satisfied as he heads to the back. After a minute or so an angry – looking FSX grabs his belt from an official and returns to the locker rooms, having picked up an unexpected lesson in “Italian Justice”.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Paths of Glory (Written by Hunter)

The ACW crowd continues cheering as the camera shifts backstage and moves down a dark, winding hallway. The cameraman is heard panting, and the camera continues to move around, the cameraman unable to keep it steady. The camera finally stops and the shot pans around. The cameraman is in a dark parking lot, surrounded by many varieties of cars. His panting slowly stops and he walks into the middle of the parking lot, unable to see anything untoward in his surroundings. He hears a swift cracking sound and turns around. Suddenly, he falls and screams. The camera falls down and we can barely make out a dark figure pick up and throw the cameraman into a car. We can hear a shrill laugh, and the laugh is automatically recognized as Hunter's. Hunter's foot appears in front of the camera, then his hand picks up the camera and points it at his face.

Hunter: Ah, the sweet smell of glory. The one thing in the world I can bare to smell.

Hunter points the camera at a dark area, from which the cameraman goes flying. He lands before Hunter, and Hunter points the camera at a vicious Cage, standing above the cameraman.

Hunter: Well, I guess he got what was coming to him. Now, many people have asked us, 'why did you attack Bladeshadow and V3 at Samhain?' Well, it's very simple really: we made a point. Bladeshadow and V3 are just obstacles, standing between us and the true prize of glory. And to reach this prize of glory, we had to truly show just how powerful we are!

Hunter then points the camera at Cage, who picks up the cameraman and gives him the Rage onto the solid ground.

Hunter: It's as simple as that. The tag team titles are ours, no matter who stands in our way. We now have some choices: take path A and wait for RDK and Surion to get their shots, or take path B and get the title shot as soon as possible. Well, fuck RDK and Surion, because nothing and no one will stand in our way. I don't care who the #1 contenders are, those titles are ours! RDK, Surion, Bladeshadow, and V3 all better watch their backs, because when you've got Hunter and Cage on your ass, you're in for a world of pain!

Hunter moves the camera on Cage, who has now situated himself on top of a car. He jumps off and delivers a Swanton Bomb to the cameraman.

Hunter: We've taken our path, and on Thursday, we have a match against Bladeshadow and V3 to show just how strong and capable of victory we are! We've taken our path, and though we can't see anything in front of us, the sweet smell of glory rests before us. So watch your back, and prepare to be hunted!

Hunter throws the camera against a wall, and before it shatters, we can see Hunter and Cage stomping away on the innocent cameraman.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 4: Daredevil vs. Druids 1, 2, and 3

The show approaches its halfway point, and everyone is keen to see who Daredevil will be facing in his match, so Philip doesn’t keep them hanging around.

Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome, from Cardiff, Wales…….Daredevil!

”Take a look around” hits, and Daredevil comes out to a loud reception. He jogs to the ring, waving to the crowd, and then slides in to take up position a short distance from Philip.

There’s a short delay, and then Chairman Gingerdude’s theme hits; the man himself comes out on to the stage to a loud pop, which he graciously acknowledges before turning his attention back to Daredevil.

Ginger: Well Dan, It took a bit of work, but I have managed to find an opponent for you….or rather, Rose has. Since you were so keen to face someone from Pain Inc, I asked Rose if she had any suggestions, and we came to an agreement which I think will give you a strong challenge and all our wonderful fans here a great match!

The crowd pops again.

Ginger: So……it’s your lucky day Dan, because you’ve not got just one person to test yourself against, you’ve got three. Philip, if you’d care to do the honours…….

DD looks more than a little surprised; then “O Fortuna” by Carl Orff hits, and three familiar robed figures walk out on to the stage, passing Ginger as he leaves.

Philip: Introducing Daredevil’s opponents in this Handicap match…… representing Pain Incorporated, Druids 1, 2 and 3!

The druids get a surprisingly loud pop as they head to the ring; it’s been some time since they have been called upon for active service, but Ridley and Rose always ensure that their entourage is fit and ready for action should they be needed in an emergency. The druids remove their robes; all are wearing plain black tights, and simple black full – face masks to keep their identities secret. A clued – up observer would also note that this makes them extremely difficult to tell apart…..

Druid #1: “O Fortuna”? That’s a bit generic, isn’t it?

Druid #3: Yes, but our master would have a fit if we used his music. We are not worthy of the wall shaking excellence of Dark Tranquility.

Druid #2: Indeed.

The druids enter the ring; DD flexes his muscles and watches them closely. As the music dies down the referee instructs 2 of the 3 to leave the ring; Druid #1 is selected to start by dint of the other two making a beeline for the corner, and the crowd starts to get noisy as the ref waves for the bell.

Bell Rings.

Daredevil is a relatively recent arrival in ACW and so has not seen the druids in the ring before. Therefore he makes a cautious start, circling the ring a couple of times before moving closer. DD makes a grab, but Druid 1 slips aside and then hits DD in the back; #1 continues to beat on DD, forcing him down to his knees before starting to add some kicks to the mix. DD though is not intimidated; he rolls aside and back to his feet, springs from the ropes and then almost decapitates Druid 1 with a massive clothesline. DD leg drops while #1 is down, then quickly picks him up and delivers a powerbomb with considerable strength. DD pins and gets a 2 count; #1 is dizzy but the shouts of his teammates guide him in and he zig – zags over to make a tag to #2 before DD can stop him. The druids are clearly banking on a hit – and run strategy, as #2 leaps over the ropes and tackles DD to the ground, going for the element of surprise. The pair roll over punching at one another; neither can hold their opponent long enough for the referee to begin a count, so #2 changes his plan and locks in a grounded sleeperhold, in an effort to wear DD down. However #2 lacks the size and power of his master, and with the crowd cheering him on DD battles away the sleepiness, gradually rising to his feet before elbowing his way out of the hold. DD whips #2 to the ropes, lifting him up high with a yell on his return into a back body drop right over the ropes to the outside. The other druids rush to the air of their partner; the ref comes over and warns them off, and #2 rolls back into the ring. DD moves in quickly to try and maintain his advantage, but as he picks up the downed druid and lifts him for a DVD, the druid produces a burst of energy to break free and drop down behind DD. DD swings around….straight into a flurry of punches; DD is forced backwards to the centre of the ring until Druid #2 grabs him and hoists him up into a Canadian backbreaker. DD yells in pain; as the Druid struts around the ring some of the crowd begin to get suspicious, and a close – up shot of the pair in the ring clearly shows a “3” tattooed on the back of the druid’s neck.

The referee, however, is oblivious to the cheating going on; he asks DD if he wants to surrender, but this is the last thought on DD’s mind. The gloating druid makes an error; he gets just a bit too close to the ropes, and DD is able to grab on and get some leverage with which to struggle free. DD’s fans are starting to chant for him; this fires up their hero, and DD brings down druid #3 with a fast DDT before jumping up, running over and clotheslining both the other druids down to the floor. DD rushes back, stomps Druid 3 a few times to stop him rising, and then sets him up to apply a sharpshooter. It locks in, and Druid #3 howls, but his choice of employer means that he has a naturally high tolerance for pain. Even so, DD won’t allow him anywhere near the ropes, and it looks like #3 will have to tap or pass out; the hold is only broken by #1 storming in and kicking DD in the head. The ref is angry and orders #1 out of the ring; thus distracted, #2 and #3 are free to execute a powerful double suplex on DD and they switch again so that the recovered #2 takes over. #2 pins, #1 miraculously has a change of heart and agrees with everything the ref is saying, and the ref turns back to see that a count is required. He slides in – 1,2….but just before 3, DD thrusts an arm in the air and everyone, not least the druids, is surprised. DD stands back up, a little dazed but defiant, and lashes out with a super – quick kick; he brings #2 to his knees and is all set up for the stunt bomb when he is attacked by the other two druids, who have managed to arm themselves with a baseball bat and crowbar concealed under the ring. All three surround DD and systematically take him down as the ref calls it a day and shouts for the bell.

Philip: Here is your winner, via disqualification……..Daredevil!

The audience make their feelings clear, but of course the druids are not in the least bit bothered. They continue to beat DD until a squad of backup refs show themselves, at which point they coolly slide out of the ring and head to the back, their duty as representatives of Pain Inc completed. The original ref helps DD up; he’s sore, but the victory is his and he feels he’s also made a point tonight, and he waves to the fans (albeit with aching arms) as he goes backstage.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Focused (Credit: BK London)

The camera shows BK London in his locker room stretching in preparation for his match. He is determined to beat Latino tonight and do the one thing he has never done. BK then feels a tap on the back of his shoulder. BK turns around and it is none other than the hooded figure from Meltdown. Due to BK's shock he trips over his dumbell and falls right into the sofa.

BK: What the fuck? Didn't I kill you?

Hooded Figure: Dumbass, that was a dream. I figured you would pull some shit like that, that’s why I made it so.

BK: Ok Ok, so as long as you’re hear what’s your deal? Why the hell did you try to turn me into some sorta beast on Meltdown?

Hooded Figure: Damn, it’s hot……

The Hooded figure throws off his cloak and the face of the person is shown. The people don't know who it is but BK certainly does.

BK: D-D-D-David, David Shane?

BK becomes speechless for the moment.

David: The one and only.

BK: How did you get here?

David: I sneaked through the back entrance, security is so lazy around here.

BK: Tell me about it. But why the whole evil thing?

David: I am telling you, you have an untapped source of energy that hasn’t been seen in ACW yet. Remember back in 2001 when you when you nearly killed that dude for stabbing me?

BK: Oh yea.

David: Well we have to see that again from you.

BK: Sorry David but if I unleash that sort of power on a person it could kill someone. So I usually keep it on a level.

David: But----

BK: Sorry David, but I got a match to go to. Nice talking to you though. You should drop by more.

BK taps David on his shoulder and he leaves the room. As the door swings open security sees David and they rush in the room. David hops out the open window and he runs as fast as he can to get away from the guards.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 5: TNT vs. Jakie - Lightweight Title Rematch

By now everyone has guessed what Jakie discovered in his Samhain contract on Meltdown; a rematch clause. Pretty much everyone is pleased by this, with the notable exception of the new champ.

Philip: The next match is the first of two Samhain rematches tonight, and it is for the ACW lightweight Championship! Introducing first, the challenger……from Dover NH, Jakie!

”Headstrong” hits, and the crowd is on its feet as Jakie makes his entrance. He slaps hands with several fans, mentally drawing on their cheers and banners of support in an effort to lift him to the level needed to defeat the undoubtedly powerful champion.

Then “Away” by Mercy Drive hits, and TNT stalks out into the arena.

Philip: And his opponent, from Chicago Illinois…..the defending ACW Lightweight Champion, TNT!

TNT does not look at all happy with having to defend his title so soon; he glares at Jakie, and it’s clear that he is not looking for a memorable match – he just wants it over and done with as quickly as possible. He climbs the steps and walks straight over to Jakie, getting in his face; the ref has a tough job getting hold of the belt, and the atmosphere is less than friendly as the two face off and the ref signals for the off.

Bell Rings.

TNT isn’t in the mood for fun and games tonight; he launches himself at Jakie and starts thumping him with powerful blows. The speed and strength of the attack surprises Jakie a little, but he’s not going to let this opportunity pass him by and TNT gets his blows fed back to him with interest added. This exchange lasts for quite a few seconds until Jakie abruptly changes his tactics and steps to the side to bring TNT down with a legsweep. Jakie grabs hold of TNT’s arm and locks in a cross armbreaker; TNT shouts out in pain, and this just encourages Jakie to pull even harder. The ref watches TNT, but instead of becoming demoralised, TNT is getting more and more angry; using his weight, TNT rolls over so that he is on top of Jakie and pins his shoulders down. The ref counts, and this forces Jakie to abandon the hold in order to get rid of TNT at the 2 count. Both men get up; Jakie doesn’t want to give TNT a single second to recover and he whips him hard into the corner before rushing in for a splash. It connects, but TNT braces himself and as such when Jakie moves in to attack again TNT isn’t as dazed as Jakie thinks. TNT feigns dizziness, drawing Jakie closer, and then takes a hold before using the ropes to launch into a Tornado DDT; TNT rolls Jakie up and he gets a solid 2 before Jakie frees himself. TNT taunts both Jakie and the crowd; Jakie is already fired up and he hurtles forward, straight into a flapjack that makes the crowd wince. Again TNT covers, keen to end the match as soon as he can, but Jakie isn’t going to give up so easily and his shoulder is up at just past 2. Jakie’s had gold around his waist before, he knows how to get the job done, and TNT is beginning to get just a fraction nervous inside as he sees the hunger in Jakie’s eyes….

The pair move in on one another and lock up; TNT’s pushing the weight limit for the lightweight class and so has more bulk with which to push Jakie back to the ropes. As they approach, TNT lifts Jakie up as if for a powerbomb, clearly with the intention of depositing Jakie on the outside; as he releases his opponent, however, Jakie catches hold of his neck and drags TNT against the ropes as he falls. TNT takes a hard wrench to his neck muscles, and falls on to his back; Jakie claws his way back up using the apron for support and grasps TNT by the ankles before dragging him out of the ring. The audience is firmly behind Jakie now, and he takes the fight to the champion, dragging him to his feet before whipping him into the steel steps. It’s an oft used move, but an effective one, and TNT struggles to rise again; with the crowd making a major racket, Jakie hops up to the guardrail, scoots along it and jumps across to TNT to nail a spectacular hurracanrana. The steps are split into two and sent flying away; Jakie himself has picked up a slight head wound but this means nothing to him as he bundles TNT back into the ring, scrambles after him and pins, 1,2, th – no! TNT bellows with fury and bodily throws Jakie aside, and as he rises it’s clear a safety fuse has blown somewhere in TNT’s brain. Jakie gets back up, turns around…and is hit for six by a lightning fast RKO. Jakie falls, but TNT isn’t interested in pinning him; with his eyes alight with serious rage, TNT drags Jakie to the corner and wraps his right leg around the bottom of the post. The crowd cries out as TNT leaves the ring and starts wrenching the leg against the metal; Jakie howls, but there’s worse to come. TNT has a look under the ring and returns with a vicious smile on his face; he has a large, very heavy cinderblock in his hand, and the referee shouts a single and only warning. But this makes no difference to TNT; with a smirk he busts the cinderblock against Jakie’s leg, and Jakie screams as something fairly essential snaps within. The bell rings and the ref waves his arms to the timekeeper.

Philip: The winner of this match, as a result of a disqualification………Jakie!

Jakie has won by default, but the belt still belongs to TNT; Jakie crawls out of the corner and tries to stand, but he cannot. Seeing this, TNT snatches back his belt from the ref and walks away; the crowd shout and boo angrily, but TNT is totally indifferent to them he has his title, and Jakie won’t be in a position to challenge for it for quite a while. In the ring, EMTs arrive and strap Jakie’s leg up; he has to be assisted by two extra officials as he leaves, and the look of pain and anger on his face suggests that TNT could be storing up big trouble for himself once the injury heals.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Postcard from Okinawa (Credit: Yoko)

The ACW audience is eagerly anticipating the next match, when suddenly the lights begin to dim and the Titantron screen turns a bright white, gathering everyone's attention.

The white fades into an image of a shaky hand holding up a piece of notebook paper with the words "This is a Halberd II Production" written on it. The camera then shifts around to reveal the face of a very young Japanese girl with short hair.

Girl: Hello everyone, this is a video diary for you!

A familiar voice yells, and the girl turns the camera away from her, towards a second girl walking down a sidewalk carrying some textbooks. The crowd recognizes her as Yoko Satoshi, and boos briefly.

Yoko: Yuki, I told you that you weren’t supposed to be on screen! If you fool around again, I'll get one of my friends to do the camera work.

Yuki: I'm sorry, it won't happen again.

Yoko: Good. Now, the reason for thi-

Yuki: Please tell me if anyone's behind me, I don't want to back into anyone.

Yoko: You're fine. Don't interrupt. Now, the reason for this recording is this. I've come back to Okinawa, and I don't want you fans to forget about me. Why did I come back? If you'll remember, Amo destroyed a very important disc of mine, causing me to fail a major homework assignment. So I stayed long enough to take care of that pest, an-

Yuki: You sprayed that cool mist in his eyes! We were watching.

Yoko: Yeah, I did. So I-

Yuki: Come on, tell me how you did it, I want to do it too!

Yoko glares at the camera.

Yoko: Yuki, I'll show you later if you stop interrupting. So I took care of Amo, and decided to come back to get my grades back up to my standards. I won't be gone more than a month, I promise. But hey, I saw my father's camera in the closet, and decided to record some messages for all of you.

Yuki: And I'm the camerawoman!

Yoko: We're home, Yuki. Fade out the camera for a moment, let's go to my room.

The camera fades out as Yoko is walking by the camera, heading towards a house. After a couple of seconds, it fades back, with Yoko laying on a bed in what is apparently her room. It is a very plain room with only the bare essentials, and a few posters of unknown Japanese musicians.

Yoko: There's nothing better than sleeping in your own bed, don't you agree?

Yuki: I guess so.

Yoko sits up.

Yoko: Anyway. I bet you guys in the locker room are relieved to have me gone for a bit. But just so you know, on the night of Samhain, one of you pissed me off. I didn't get to address you because I left the next day. But when I come back, I'm going to deal with you. Who are you, you're wondering? Well I don't feel like telling you. I'll let you stew for a few days, trying to figure out who it is. Kind of an incentive to watch for my next video.

Yuki: Was it Orochi?

Yoko: No Yuki, it wasn't Orochi.

Yuki: I don't like Orochi.

Yoko: Why not?

Yuki: He's too big!

Yoko sighs.

Yoko: Thanks, you completely derailed my speech.

A woman's voice shouts some Japanese from elsewhere in the house. Yoko turns her head toward the door and shouts some Japanese back.

Yoko: I'll be right back, mother needs something.

Yuki: I heard her!

Yoko: I wasn't talking to you. Shut the camera off.

Yoko leaves the room. The camera however doesn't shut off.

Yuki: You know, my sister isn't as ruthless as she appears.

The camera moves over to Yoko's closet, and Yuki's hand reaches into view and opens it.

Yuki: She hid this in her closet before I started filming again.

The camera points down, revealing a large stuffed Jigglypuff.

Yuki: She's totally into Pokemon. I used to be into that stuff when I was a kid, but now I'm eleven. I'm over that. She's just a big kid.

Yuki throws the toy back into the closet…..at which point it starts singing in a high pitched and thoroughly irritating tone.

Yuki: Oh no! Stupid plushie…<br>
Footsteps are heard outside in the hallway, and Yuki glances about before throwing a pile of clothes on top of the warbling monstrosity. She quickly closes the closet door as Yoko walks into the room.

Yoko: You can turn the camera back on now.

Yuki raises it back up slowly and points it at Yoko.

Yoko: So, yeah. I've got my eyes set on one of you guys, I'm coming back soon, beware. That's about it. The end. Turn the camera off.

The camera fades out. It then fades back in, on the image of Yuki's face. She begins to whisper.

Yuki: Hello ACW! I'm Yuki Satoshi, and this is my Super Secret Show! Today we're dealing with romance! Did you know that my big sister has a crush on the one and only BK London? I saw it in her diary.

Someone knocks on her door.

Yoko: Yuki, who are you talking to in there?

Yuki glances at the closed door.

Yuki: Just to myself!

She waits a moment, and then looks back into the camera, whispering again.

Yuki: I'll see you all on the next video!

The camera fades out one final time, and the video turns to black and white static and ends. The Titantron goes blank, and the lights in the arena come back as the fans are left wondering what to make of the unexpected look into Yoko's life.

End Segment.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 6: Amo the Great vs. RDK - Non-Title Match

There’s a loud buzz from the crowd as Philip steps through the ropes to announce match 6; evidently the crowd is engrossed in debating the whole “Yoko and BK” issue that’s just come to light. But it doesn’t take long for Philip to get them back, and soon the place is quiet again.

Philip: This next contest is set for one fall. Introducing first, from Los Angeles………Amo the Great!

There’s a major cheer for Amo as he walks out on to the stage; he poses in the spotlight for a moment before heading to the ring. He’s not his usual effervescent self; perhaps he’s psyching himself up in preparation for taking on the Macho Man.

As Amo reaches the ring, RDK’s remix replaces the “Magnificent Seven”, and the crowd goes bananas as RDK strides out to greet his adoring following.

Philip: And his opponent, from Yellowknife Canada……the ACW international champion, Macho Man RDK!

RDK waves and stops to admire some of the artwork on show before stepping up to the ring; The crowd can’t decide who to support, and conflicting chants are springing up all over as the ref takes RDK’s belt, and nods to the timekeeper to let the match begin.

Bell Rings.

Amo and RDK watch each other for a second before moving in; both men are immensely strong and they hold one another in place for several moments before Amo takes the initiative and kicks RDK in the shin, momentarily taking his attention and allowing Amo to shove RDK down backwards to the mat. Amo dives into an elbow drop but RDK rolls and evades; both men are back on their feet and trading punches before the camera or the audience can track them, so quick is the movement. Amo sends RDK to the ropes with a whip and lifts him up high into the air, tossing him over his shoulders, but RDK curls and somersaults with surprising elegance to land feet first, and Amo finds himself being german – suplexed into a pin before he can swing around. The sneaky move gets RDK close to a 2 count, and his supporters cheer, but Amo is not put off and he pulls back his arm to deliver a huge uppercut that takes RDK several inches off the mat before he comes down again, Amo covers, and gets 2, but RDK’s kick is strong and he just grins at Amo as the two men come face to face again. Amo’s aware of RDK’s dangerous combination of power and athleticism, so he drives RDK back into a corner to contain him while he sets about doing some serious damage. Amo lays down some more forearm blows before backing off; his fans cheer as Amo blasts forward for a huge – impact turnbuckle spear that knocks all the wind out of RDK in one go. Determined to keep the pressure on, Amo takes hold of RDK and begins to climb; he passes the second rope and everyone is stunned when he goes right to the top. With a very brief pause, Amo sets up and delivers a top rope reverse tigerbomb; the ring and even the arena seating shakes at the impact, and Amo pins confidently; 1,2, - the RDK massive goes nuts as RDK not only get the shoulder up but pushes Amo off and kips up, and Amo looks more than a tad disappointed. RDK grins and gestures around him.

RDK: Amo, you may be quite macho, but you’re still no match for the Macho Man RDK! If you guys agree, let me hear you!

The fans roar their agreement, and Amo has a strange look on his face. RDK is still soaking up the fans’ approval when Amo charges in and restarts the match, clearly with a point to make. The pair swap blows, and Amo is surging with a new energy, so much so that RDK is having trouble blocking all his shots. Then Amo pulls out a trick of his own; while RDK is watching his hammer – like fists, Amo gets in a kick to the gut and then hits RDK with a DDT from nowhere. As soon as RDK hits the mat, Amo heads back to the ropes; he launches for a top – rope fist drop, but RDK lifts up his feet in defense and Amo rolls off in pain. RDK gets up, collects Amo, and with a yell of determination nails the Macho Slam (spinebuster into chokeslam) with an immediate pin. Amo breaks at 2.5, and he hears the crowd now chanting as one, “RDK, RDK…”. RDK himself is in the centre of the ring as Amo stands, and the two lock eyes for a second before RDK makes his move and rushes forward, intent on knocking Amo down. Amo solidifies his stance; RDK is moving with immense speed, and the result of irresistible force meeting immovable object is a compromise that sees both men fall untidily through the ropes to the outside. RDK ends up on top and stomps Amo a couple of times before re – entering the ring; Amo stands up slowly and slides back in, seemingly cautious in approaching his opponent, but then he springs forward and is just a little too fast for RDK. A giant right hook connects, and Amo doesn’t hesitate to use his Amo Driver at full force. The ref counts 1,2,thr – Kick! RDK again dislodges Amo, and the crowd shouts and chants in delight. RDK smiles, and to a huge ovation starts to “macho up” – he shimmies, Hogan – style, turning slowly to face all of his fans, winding up one hell of a punch until – CRACK!

The audience roars, but it’s not a triumphant sound; it’s one of confusion and dismay. RDK goes down like a falling oak, and Amo smirks, steel chair in hand, as the ref points to the bell and waves his arms.

Philip: Here is your winner, by disqualification…..Macho Man RDK!

The crowd’s up in arms; the druids never play fair, and they half expected such tactics from TNT, but to see Amo do the same thing is a genuine shock, and many of the ladies in the audience look close to tears. RDK lies on the mat holding his head; Amo just stares and then smiles, seemingly proud of himself for bringing RDK down. He raises his arms, and then wordlessly leaves the ring; evidently everyone will have to wait for an explanation for Amo’s totally out – of – character behaviour. RDK is in a daze, and he’s not really with it as a couple of officials assist him to the back.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: War of Words (Credit: BK London)

The scene is in one of the locker room corridors; as Latino is entering his locker room he bumps into BK London.

BK: Lookee what we got here, Mamacita Latino. Ready to get your ass kicked?

Latino rolls his eyes and then glares at London.

Latino: Look London, you will never beat me. You didn't beat me at Samhain and tonight lightning will strike twice! I am the Latino One. I am ACW. No one else can compare, not you or anyone else.

BK: You know Latino, you’re pretty in-your-face for someone who only comes up to my knee. Hmm, but you did beat me at Samhain and I will admit that, but you were wrong about something, lightning doesn't strike twice, especially against me. And what’s this thing about being ACW, you aren't ACW, hell you shouldn't even be in ACW. Shouldn't you be picking oranges and selling them on the side of the road?

Latino: Shut the fuck up!! But I guess you’re right about something. I mean how many matches have we had together……. (Counts with his fingers) Oh yea, two! (holds up two fingers) Both times I WON! You see, Lightning has already struck twice and tonight it will go for a record of three!

BK: Well we all know somebody who didn’t pass kindergarten. Hmm, let’s remember the first time we fought. Remember, our little plan, our little plan to fuck with RDK. The only reason I agreed to that was to get a shot at the Entertainment Title, and I did. And the last time, one hell of a battle back and forth and you did pin me one two three. But trust me, tonight won't have the same result and I will make sure that you get what's coming to you.

Latino: Well we'll just see tonight London. A little bit of advice. When you’re laying on the mat and you see me flying from that turnbuckle it means you lost.

Latino laughs a little and turns to head into his room, but London blocks him.

BK: Orale Latino. Hold up pato. You may have beaten me twice, but you sure lost a hell of a lot more when you got rejected by AK.

Latino’s expression alters from amusement to simmering anger.

Latino: Shut the fuck up, ok? My personal business is mine London, so keep your ill – informed opinions to yourself. Oh, and just so you’re clear on this….. if you fucking touch her again, I swear even if it's just a brush as you two pass by I will fucking put you over a bridge again and make sure you stay down.

BK: God Latino, well I guess you haven't mastered the finer points of English yet. Heh, whatever….. just be ready for my A-Game tonight. Tonight you will help me make history, when you become JUST ANOTHER VICTIM.

BK London smirks and starts to walk away; he even mocks Latino by doing his signature shimmy that he used to do with the fans. Latino bores a hole in the back of his head with his eyes and then stomps into his room, slamming the door.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Hello? (Credit: Latino)

As the show returns from commercials, Latino is shown in his locker-room getting ready for his match coming up. He looks at his recent medical records that clear him to wrestle despite notes saying that he should be resting more than being in a match. Latino chucks the note in his bag not always bent on listening to orders. He really isn’t that nervous about his match but more about Atomic’s remarks last Thursday. He is taping up his wrists when his cell phone rings. The camera pans towards the ringing phone as its light flickers on and off.

Latino: Hello?

Latino’s expression changes from curiosity to a look of happiness as he hears the person’s voice.

Latino: Sí, the doctor let me out early after I convinced him I needed to wrestle….Yea I know I have missed talking to you......I'm ok just a little banged up nothing I haven't faced before.....

He stops to listen to the other person talk.

Latino: Yea…it has been a long time.

Latino stops again smiling as he listens to the other person.

Latino: How was your plane trip? So you’re in town now?

A knock is heard from outside of Latino’s locker room. Latino tells the person to hold on as he moves the phone away from his mouth.

Latino: What do you want!?

ACW Official: Your match is next Victor.

Latino: Alright I’ll be right out. Give me a second…….

Latino returns back to his conversation.

Latino: Mira, mami I have to get going for a match but I’ll talk to you later. We can talk more about tomorrow too ok? …. Good. Adios.

Another knock on the door is heard.

Latino: Alright I’m coming! Damn people bothering me while I’m on the phone….

The camera cuts away as Latino leaves his locker-room, turning off his cell phone as he puts it in his bag.