Monday Night Warfare 19th September 2005

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Gary's Challenge (Credit: BK)

The scene opens once again in the ACW corridor with the joint International champion, yakking away on his cellphone. As he continues to attack a huge pop is heard from the crowd as none other than Gary appears behind BK.

BK: Yeah so we got the singers and dancers ready for Thursday?!

A mumbling sound is heard on the phone that obviously the crowd can't hear.

BK: No! No! No! Fred Astaire - like stairs! I demand the best for my appreciation night!

At that moment BK London is tapped on the shoulder and he turns around and Gary moves to the other side so BK sees no one. BK continues to talk on the phone and Gary taps him on the other shoulder and BK looks to see who is there but he sees no one. He begins to get frustrated but then talks on the phone again. Now Gary taps BK on both shoulders and he turns around now infuriated and peeved.

BK: Who the hell was that?!

BK sees no one but then when he turns toward the front he sees Gary right in his face which takes him by surprise and he is a bit startled, much as he himself surprised Kevin earlier.

Gary: Hi BK!

BK: What the hell do you want? Don't you have some jobbing to do?

Gary: Nope! I'm free all this week.

BK: *scoffs*

Gary: But I came here to make a challenge to you on Meltdown this week...

BK(he looks over his shoulder to see who else is there): Who me? *points to himself*

Gary: Yup!

BK bursts out laughing, then holds the cellphone back up to his ear and tells the person that he will talk to them later.

BK: So let me get this straight?! You’re challenging me? On Meltdown, this Thursday?

Gary: You got it.

BK: You know what? I need enjoy myself on Meltdown...your on!

Gary: Great! I'll see you then.

Gary walks off camera and BK can hardly contain himself due to all this laughter. BK then looks at his watch and realizes that his match is up next and races down toward the ring area.

Fade out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: The parting of the ways

The shot moves elsewhere in the backstage area. The camera is zoomed in on a door, which has a simple sign on it marked “Yoko Satoshi”. After a few moments, the door opens, and Yoko herself emerges, her modest worldly possessions packed into her kit bag. The brief shot of the room shows that it’s empty of personal touches; Yoko has always been the conscientious type, and has cleared it thoroughly. Glancing at the door, she takes off the plate with her name on it and drops it into the waste bin just inside the door before closing it and turning off the light.

The camera follows from a distance, so that if Yoko notices it at all, it doesn’t bother her. She passes several of the crew going about their business; as they see her, they all smile and nod or hold up a hand in farewell. There is no undue fuss, which is exactly how Yoko had hoped things would be, but those small personal gestures mean more to her than any overblown ceremony could do.

As she comes to a junction and is about to turn left, a voice stops her. She knows it at once.

??: I wouldn’t go out by that route, if I were you. Stanton’s in the building.

Alicia is approaching from the opposite direction; she’s in street wear, and carrying a few folders of documents with her, evidently involved in some backstage work tonight.

Alicia: Not that anyone doubts your ability to handle that particular gentleman, of course, but Ginger asked me to walk with you to the parking lot, just to be on the safe side. Is that all right? We’d have got RDK to do it but he’s off somewhere with my dear husband annoying the Incredibles, or whatever it is they’re calling themselves.

Yoko laughs.

Yoko: Sure.

The two women walk off in the opposite direction. They are both quiet for a few moments before Alicia speaks again.

Alicia: I’m glad I caught up with you, Yoko… people do seem to have a knack around here of just disappearing into the ether. I never got the chance to thank you for anything properly until now.

Yoko: Thank me? For what?

Alicia: Oh, for lots of things. For proving that you can be a great champion and still be yourself. For taking all the crap that a place like this can throw at you, and just becoming stronger because of it. And…

She pauses, as if her next words are coming from somewhere deep inside.

Alicia: …..for showing me how to reconcile the person I was, with the person I am, and the person I’d like to be.

They are both quiet again as they walk toward the double doors ahead, perhaps both considering all the things that have happened over the past year; there are lights outside from Scarlet’s waiting car. On reaching the doors, Alicia takes something out from the top folder in her collection.

Alicia: Here, take this. It’s a small gift, from Ginger, on behalf of everyone.

Puzzled, Yoko looks at the document. It’s clearly a contract of some kind.

Yoko: What exactly is this?

Alicia: It’s a one – off match contract. The venue, date and opponent are all blank, but it’s in your name. Go home, Yoko Satoshi, and just enjoy being a normal person again… you earned it. And if at any point in the future, you care to pay your former life a visit… then that contract is your method of doing so.

Yoko smiles, and puts it in her bag. Some doors shouldn’t be locked behind you, after all.

Yoko: Tell everyone I said goodbye, and good luck.

Alicia: Will do. Bon Voyage, champ.

Yoko opens the door, and steps out into the night. She doesn’t look back; she doesn’t need to. There will be a next time, if she wants it.

Fade out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 8: ACW International Title Match - Cage Match
BK London vs. Angelo Giovanni (Match credit AK; Ending credit Angelo)

It is finally time for Warfare’s main event, and it only takes the creaking sound of the steel cage starting to lower for the fans to start shouting and cheering. Philip waits in the ring as the cage descends around him, and when the crew have checked that it is sealed in place, all 15 feet of it, he raises the mic and starts to speak.

Philip: Tonight’s main event is a steel cage match – victory can be achieved by either pinfall, submission, or escaping the cage to the outside mats. The winner will be declared undisputed ACW International Champion…. so please welcome first, from New York….. he is current Joint ACW International Champion, and a member of the Senatorial Stable…. Angelo “The Venom” Giovanni!

”Suffocate” hits, and the fans give Angelo a loud ovation as he walks out on to the ramp; he stares at the cage for a moment before walking forward, past the ranks of fans, and they notice that he has a briefcase with him. He deposits this with the timekeeper, and then climbs up inside the structure and into the ring. Angelo paces, raising his hands defiantly, prowling like a caged beast.

Philip: And his opponent, from Brooklyn New York… he is also current Joint ACW International Champion, BK London!

”Diamonds” plays, and the fans boo BK mercilessly, even as he’s striding down the ramp with the International title in his possession. Smirking, he gets into the cage and ring, taunting Angelo with the gold; but the Venom just stares impassively, keeping all his cards to his chest.

The referee holds the belt aloft, and then Philip takes it with him as he exits the cage. The door is closed, and once the referee is satisfied that all is in order, he gives the OK for the match to begin.

Bell Rings.

BK and Angelo circle, but only for a second or two; Angelo moves first, and lunges at BK, driving him back to the ropes and against the cage wall with a clanging sound. The pair throw out forearm blows at one another, fighting their way back to the centre of the ring until BK breaks the pattern with a rake of the eyes and then a rapid suplex. Angelo lands hard, and BK tries to stomp a hole into his foe, but Angelo rolls aside, kips up, and gets behind BK, dropkicking him in the back. BK sprawls, giving Angelo a chance to make a dash for the corner; he gets about halfway up the 15 foot cage wall before BK catches up to him; they struggle on the wall for a few seconds before both dropping back down. BK is flipped up by the ropes and lands on his back; Angelo is more fortunate and lands on the turnbuckle. Turning around, he signals and then performs a backflip leg drop that makes the crowd pop; Angelo goes for the cover, and gets about 1.5 for his efforts before a peeved BK kicks out. Both men are up on their feet quickly; BK whips Angelo to the ropes, and Angelo takes a slight impact from the cage but still rebounds, charging forward for a tackle. BK counters into a strong spinebuster and pins, getting close to the 2 count. As the pair again start to rise, Angelo puts on a burst of speed when BK is on his knees, and applies a camel clutch – being some way from the corner, BK has to fight his way out, and the effort makes him start to look just a touch fatigued. Angelo smiles, and taunts BK, which the crowd loves, echoing his chinflicking gesture; BK just glares, and the tension is thick enough to cut with a blunt knife as the match continues.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

More forearm blows are exchanged, and then BK initiates a grapple; the pair tussle for a second before BK hits a DDT, and goes for a rapid pin. It gets a 2 on surprise value alone, and with his blood heating up, BK whips Angelo into one of the corners. Getting up on to the second rope, BK supports himself by hanging on to the cage and kicks Angelo repeatedly in the chest; Angelo gasps for air, but frees himself by slipping out when BK moves his feet back, and grabs BK’s ankles, pulling back. BK is in a quandary – if he lets go, his head will smack on the turnbuckle as he falls, but as long as he hangs on, Angelo is able to twist his feet in a most painful fashion. Exerting all his strength, BK hits on a novel idea – he starts to claw his way upward, and though Angelo tries to hold on, BK eventually pulls himself free. BK keeps climbing, and Angelo has to go after him; the pair clamber over one side wall of the cage, until BK takes a chance and jumps down into the ring. Angelo, sensing an opportunity, rushes to climb up – but in his haste, he doesn’t see BK throw all his weight against the cage wall. The vibrations shake Angelo loose, and he drops back into the ring; BK falls upon him and the pair roll through together until BK emerges with his Ankle lock applied. The ring, however, lets BK down; Angelo is only a foot or so from the ropes, and with an effort he gets a hand to them. Even as the referee is breaking the hold, Angelo springs up and nails BK with the Boot of Italy; the crowd roars, and Angelo pins, 1….2.. – BK kicks at 2.5, and the fans groan in disappointment, as Angelo curses his luck.

For about 4 minutes, BK and Angelo manhandle each other around the ring; Angelo repeatedly tries to close BK down into the corners, but BK fights his way out of them and both men take a great deal of punishment. At one point, Angelo thrills the fans with the Italian Magician, only for BK to get out of the resulting pin at the last second; BK has no greater luck with his own offence, even the London – Plex failing to halt Angelo’s fierce resistance. Gradually the pair slow a little, and the fans sense that a key juncture is approaching; realizing that he must utilize the cage fully to conquer his foe, BK drags Angelo to the wall and beats his head against the mesh repeatedly until Angelo struggles free and staggers away. The camera stays with Angelo at first, and only belatedly looks for his foe; when it finds him, BK London is in the corner. He's tuning it up!

McNally: Here we go!

BK moves forward as Angelo turns around and nails the Shades of Michaels. Angelo goes down hard but BK doesn't go for a pin. He begins to climb the cage. He has low stamina so it’s taking a while to get up the cage. Angelo begins to move a little. BK is trying to get the strength to hop over the top but can’t do it, his arms and legs are too weak from earlier in the match. Just then Angelo rolls over and pulls himself up. He climbs up the ropes then turns around. He tries climbing up backwards and grabs BK. He then jumps and BK comes with him and he hits a MafiaBomb.

Edison: Oh my!! What a Mafiabomb by 1/2 of the International Champ!

Angelo slowly pulls himself up and looks at the crowd with a smile. He picks BK up and hoists him onto his shoulders, the crowd goes wild. Just then Angelo stops smiling. He looks at the crowd then drops BK. Everyone is confused. Angelo stares out at the crowd and looks at their faces. Just then BK regains consciousness, sits up, and kicks Angelo right in the back of the leg. It buckles and he's on one knee now. BK hops up and sets up the Revolver. He spins and nails it on Angelo. The ref gets in position as BK pulls himself over and gets his arm over him. The ref counts, 1............2...........3.

The ref signals for the bell and Angelo gets right up; BK, meanwhile, seems to be practically out of it. The crowd is confused, and angry that BK has won and confused why Angelo just got up. Angelo walks out the door and over to Philip. He grabs the title and yells to Philip to have them raise the cage. It slowly begins to move up and Angelo slides in with the title.

Philip: Umm, here is your winner by pinfall and NEW International Champion! B-K LONDON!

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Angelo walks forward and drops the belt over BK's chest. He then takes some steps back and slides out of the ring. He grabs a mic and grabs the briefcase he had brought to the ring with him. He walks back up the stairs to the ring. He steps through the ropes as BK rolls under the bottom rope and begins to walk to the back celebrating.

Angelo: Everybody, you all are wondering, what the hell was that? Ya know what that was? A dive. I just took a dive!

The camera moves to BK who is on the ramp, looking genuinely shocked.

Angelo: Ya know, I've been with ACW for a while now, 1 year actually. One of my goals was to be ACW World Heavyweight Champion, well today, that dream gets cut short. In ACW, I haven't accomplished much, only being a tag team champion and International Champion. Hell, people did more than me in 1/4 of the time I've been here. TNT for example did much more than me by that time. I've learned that in ACW, there’s only about eight smart people. Me, Senator, FSX, Will, Hunter, Kalb, Fitsharris, and Ginger.

There is a short pause.

Angelo: Ginger, why don’t you come on down here?

Angelo waits for a little until Ginger’s theme hits and he walks down the ramp with a mic. He walks down and smiles at BK who's on the rampway then walks up the ring steps and into the ring.

Angelo: Okay good, you're here! You are a smart man Ginger.

Ginger: And why is that?

Angelo: You saw a threat in this company, so you wanted me taken out. You didn't want me with ACW gold around my waist. You wanted your little cocksucker, BK.

The crowd laughs and BK just lets it go.

Angelo: I've taken my bumps, I've healed my bruises, I've earned my respect and for what? To try to get taken out once again? I don’t see what you all hate in me, but I'm not gonna take it. I for one, KNEW that I wasn't worthy of this title. The only way I could win it was by beating somebody of a lower ranking than me, whom hasn't wrestled in a while! That was the only way I could win it, and Ginger saw it too. He wanted that gold away from me as fast as possible. So now, I see why you did all you could to take me out. You have just done that.

The crowd, Ginger, and BK seemed confused and Angelo grabs the briefcase and opens it. He pulls a paper out.

Angelo: Ginger, do you know what this is?

Ginger: No, I can’t read it from here.

Angelo: Come, take a closer look.

Ginger: Okay...

He takes a few steps and looks. He then steps back.

Ginger: It’s your contract.

Angelo: Yes, and when does it run out?

Ginger: Uhh, in a while, you just got re-contracted so it’s valid for another 6 months or so.

Angelo: Wrong........from this day forward ACW is down one more person.

He drops the mic and rips the contract right down the middle and picks up the mic as BK London is shocked and Ginger is speechless.

Angelo: I quit...so congrats Ginger. You got what you wanted. I'm just gonna go to the back and grab my things then I'll be out of here, no need to be carried off by security.

Ginger: Whoa whoa whoa, Angelo I never wanted you out of the business.

Angelo: Yeah, you just wanted me hurt, and in agony. Well enough’s enough. I’m outta here.

Angelo shakes his head as he drops the mic and walks past Ginger and slides out of the ring. No music begins to play as he walks up the ramp and passes BK. Ginger looks at London and both are confused; the fans, meanwhile, are shocked and downcast. This’ll be causing huge waves in cyberspace for days….

No one seems quite sure where to go from here; just then, Ginger’s cellphone rings. He answers it, and his face turns pale; without another word he dashes into the back. As the crowd is wondering what on earth is up now, the alphatron comes to life, and a scene in the backstage appears…

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Closing Segment: Another Dramatic Departure (Credit: Yoko)

We see Mercer Stanton in his office. He’s looking at his painting of a sad crying clown in an iron lung.

Mercer: Elias, do you think Ginger will let me keep this? It was a gift, after all.

Elias: He doesn’t seem like the type to take back a gift.

The conversation is interrupted as Hunter, Kalb, Fitsharris, and Finn barge into the room. Stanton looks at them, surprised.

Mercer: I don’t believe I’ve had the pleasure of meeting any of you. What brings you to my office?

Kalb: It’s not-

Hunter: Let me do the talking. Mercer, we want to talk with you.

Mercer: Very well. Have a seat.

Mercer walks over to his desk, and sits down in his seat. Hunter sits down in the only other seat. The others stand behind him.

Mercer: What can I do for you?

Hunter: You can’t do anything for us, actually. That’s why we’re here. You no longer have a position with the company. Why do you keep coming back?!

Mercer: You’re very direct, I like that. Why do I come back? Hmm. I like this office.

Hunter: I doubt that’s why you’re still here. And I’ll be even more direct with you. Me and the guys here are going to make sure you leave for good, since Ginger won’t. By force, if we have to.

Mercer: By force, huh?

Elias reaches into his coat. Kalb, Fitsharris, and Finn begin to rush him.

Mercer: No need for that, Elias. Don’t make a fool out of yourself again.

Hunter: You’ve realized you’re outnumbered, very good. He can’t shoot all of us, we would take him out. And then you’d be helpless.

Stanton’s friendly smile drops immediately.

Mercer: I am NEVER helpless.

Hunter: You are without anyone protecting you. It’s time for you to leave ACW, Stanton.

Mercer: I am ACW!

Hunter: Not anymore you’re not!

Stanton bares his teeth at Hunter, but then regains his composure. His smile returns, and he stands up from his seat. His height startles Hunter, he had never realized Stanton was so tall.

Mercer: Elias, it’s time to go.

Hunter: I’m glad you-

He does not get to finish. In an unprecedented feat of agility, Mercer Stanton leaps up onto his desk effortlessly, and leaps toward Hunter with a kick in the throat, toppling Hunter and the chair he’s in backwards.

Before the others can react, Stanton grabs Tracy Finn by the hair and slams his head down onto the desk, and then shoves him into Anthony Kalb, tangling the pair and sending them to the ground, tripped up. He uses that opening to grab Kevin Fitsharris by the arm. He pulls on the arm hard, and turns, forcing him to follow if he wants to keep it attached. Fitsharris is forced right into a wall. As he hits the wall, Stanton slams his palm against the back of Fitsharris’ head, causing his face to make a large dent in the wall. He collapses to the floor.

Stanton turns and rushes at Kalb who’s untangled himself and is up, and quickly drives his knee into Kalb’s stomach. He drops his elbow into the back of Kalb’s head as he doubles over, knocking him to the ground.

Tracy Finn shrieks as he clumsily gets to his feet and bolts out of the room before Stanton can do to him what he did to the others.

Stanton surveys the destruction as Elias chuckles. It lasted only a matter of seconds, around twenty, but he inflicted a lot of punishment. The Capitalists are out cold, but Hunter is still awake, though in great pain from the throat kick; he’s choking and coughing badly. Stanton looks down at him as he straightens his tie.

Mercer: I most certainly am NOT helpless without body guards, Hunter, but I guess you’ve just learned that. I just prefer to have others do the work. Did you know, for example, I’ve only killed one person in my life with my bare hands? Fighting and killing are such barbaric things, they’re beneath me. But you had to learn not to call me helpless. I’m the most powerful man you will EVER come across, you remember that.

Hunter just coughs in response. Stanton pulls a handkerchief out of his suit and wipes his hands as if they were dirty from the fight.

Mercer: Well, I can tell when I’m not wanted somewhere. Come, Elias, we’re leaving.

He and Elias exit the room, closing the door behind them.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Minutes of agony pass as Hunter slowly regains his full ability to breathe and swallow, he uses the desk to get to his feet. He looks around, the Capitalists are still out cold. Tracy is nowhere to be seen. It doesn’t matter, Hunter didn’t expect him to stick around if things got rough anyway. What he didn’t expect was Stanton being such an efficient fighter. Stanton had fooled everyone. Hunter charges out of the room, still feeling like he’s been beaten up by ten men. He’s fueled by rage and the need for revenge.

Hunter: Stanton!

He doesn’t see Mercer down either hallway. He remembers that he said he was leaving, and decides to check the parking garage. He begins to run at full speed to the parking lot. He takes a quick stop to grab the lid off of one of the trash cans scattered throughout the building, figuring it’ll come in handy.

Stanton and Elias are getting into the limousine as Hunter is seen approaching from the long hallway that leads to the parking garage. Stanton sighs.

Mercer: You deal with him, I’m going on ahead. Meet me at the central office when you’re done, we won’t even bother with the others. I’ve grown bored.

Elias nods. Stanton climbs into the limo and it speeds away before Hunter’s eyes.

Hunter: Wait, you coward!

Elias takes the chance while Hunter is preoccupied with the speeding limo, to draw his revolver and end this now. Hunter isn’t stupid in the slightest though, he didn’t ignore Elias. He holds up the trash can lid as Elias fires, successfully deflecting the bullet. By now he’s feet away from Elias, and tosses the lid at Elias’ hand unexpectedly, knocking the gun away. Hunter tackles Elias to the ground and begins pounding away on his head.

Elias can’t reach his gun, but he has a surprise. He reaches into his coat and pulls out a small knife, which he keeps just in case, and stabs it upward at Hunter.

Hunter’s one step ahead though, and rolls away before it can penetrate him. Elias takes this chance to reach his gun on the floor. Hunter however kicks it away further. Elias growls and swipes the knife at Hunter’s leg. The cut isn’t deep, if it got to his skin at all. Elias scrambles to his feet.

Elias: You’re pissing me off, I’m going to enjoy killing you.

Hunter: Good luck catching me with that knife.

Elias growls again, and begins lunging at Hunter with the knife, backing him slowly into a wall. None of his swings come close to connecting though.

Hunter: I can see that your son didn’t get his blade precision from you!

Elias: Shut your mouth, you wretch!

Elias knows he’s not winning this with the knife, he needs his gun. He notices he’s backed Hunter against a bundle of steel pipes on the wall. He has no idea why a bundle of steel pipes would be on the wall, or why they’re there in every parking garage, but he doesn’t care. He slashes the knife at the rope holding them. The pipes fall to the ground, clanking everywhere. Elias quickly turns and darts for his gun with this distraction.

Hunter panics. He grabs one of the steel pipes and chases Elias. Elias had a good head start though, and dives at his gun, scooping it up. He rolls through the dive, turns, and fires. The bullet nails Hunter in the abdomen, and travels out the other side. Elias smiles, but it quickly turns into a look of shock as Hunter keeps coming. Before he can fire again, Hunter wraps the steel pipe around Elias’ head, knocking him to the ground.

Not giving Elias a chance to get up, if he could after that hit, Hunter slams the steel pipe down with one final devastating blow. Elias is no longer moving. And for good reason; his skull has been caved in.

Hunter drops to his knees now that the fight is over. He winces in pain at the bullet wound, it’s bleeding pretty badly. He hears the footsteps of a few people coming up behind him. He turns his head to see Ginger, Tracy Finn, and a couple of security guards.

Ginger: Hunter, what have you done?

Hunter: How’d you get here so fast?

Ginger: Tracy told me Stanton was fighting you guys. I rushed to the office with guards, we only found Fitsharris and Kalb. There’s an ambulance on the way for them. Then we heard gun shots from here.

One of the security guards has taken off his jacket and covered Elias’ upper half with it.

Tracy: Hunter’s been shot!

Hunter: Yeah…I slipped up. I’m feeling a little woozy.

Ginger: Oh God, you need help right now! You guys, help me carry him to the infirmary until the ambulance arrives.

They all help Hunter up, and lift him off of his feet and begin hauling him away.

Hunter: I don’t…want to go back to jail.

Ginger: Don’t worry about that right now, worry about not dying. Besides, that was self defense. We’ll deal with it when you’re patched up.

They carry him out of sight, and the camera fades, bringing the show to its end.

Stanton looks to have finally been evicted... but at what cost, both to him and to ACW?

Can anyone find a way to match the combined strength of the Untouchables?

And just how much could Yoko get for her now retired custom belt on Ebay?

Meltdown approaches, and may provide some enlightenment.

Fade to Black.

End of Show.

[BK London]

Great Show. Goodbye to both Yoko Satoshi and Angelo. Onto Meltdown.

[Santiago Rivera]

Good shows everyone

Bye yoko, bye ACW!

*waves*

I bid thee farewell

[Fallen Souls]

I so called the HLA in the show >.>..but yes, on to serious matters..


ANNGGEEEEEEEELLLOOOOOOOO!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOO!!! ITALIAAAAANN STAAlLIOOON!...

and of corse...

YOOOOOOOOOOOKOOOOOOO!! NOOOOOOOOO!!!..YOOOOOKOOOOBERRRRGGG!!

...oh..and kudo winning, nice ;D

[Jake]

WHY MUST THE GOOD DIE(or in this case, leave) YOUNG??

Good show. Gonna miss you Yoko and Angelo.

[hunter]

WHY?!??!??!?!?!?! Yoko...Angelo...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

*poses as he is your hero*

[scrawn]

Good show.

[Jonny Spade]

Well done of a show and its a shame to see Yoko and Angelo leave *waves farewell*

[double]

sad to see Yoko and Angelo go, but it was a good show