Thursday Night Meltdown October 2nd 2008

[BK London]

Thursday Night Meltdown October 2nd 2008

Scheduled Matches:
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Bryce vs. Kudo Yasuda vs. Wayde Russler

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Jake Steele vs. Jake Cheng

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Scott Andrews vs. The Senator

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Main Event - Part 1:
Jay Zero vs. Henry McKaye

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Main Event - Part 2:
BK London vs. Yoko Satoshi - Yokoweight Championship

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[BK London]

Segment: Crowning of a King (Credit: Zero, BK London)

As our evening broadcast of Meltdown opens up, we find ourselves pivoting around the arena, catching a glimpse of the massive crowd that have all gathered to see the aftermaths of Emperor of the Ring this past Saturday. The camera centers and aligns itself in front of the AlphaTron, backing off to truly grasp the entire display as fireworks and pyro begin to blow off in nearly each and every direction! White, gold, orange, blue, red - explosions of all colors fill the arena with one last booming finale leaving the arena in a smokey haze with the dire fans all on their feet cheering and making a loud hoot.

Maxwell McNally[/color] :: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another edition of Thursday Night Meltdown! I'm Maxwell McNally sitting here at ringside along with 'Fast' Eddie Edison and tonight is going to be one night that you will never forget!

'Fast' Eddie Edison[/color] :: Of course not Maxy! Tonight is the Night of Rematches! Oh man -- I can just picture it now! It's going to be great!

Right in the middle of Eddie's dialogue, "Gingers Theme" begins to play through the speakers, cuing a mixed reaction as the one-half Chairman of ACW pushes his body past the black curtain and walks out onto the stage. With a mis-shaped looking black sack grasped in his right hand and a microphone in his left, he smiles and nods at the crowd as he begins to walk down towards the ring. He makes his way up the steel steps and wipes his feet down before entering the ring. As he moves towards the center of the ring the music begins to fade out, allowing the Chairman to begin his business.

Co-Chairman Gingerdude [/color] :: First off, I would just like to thank you all for coming tonight to our Night of Rematches! You'll get your moneys worth, trust me!

Ginger momentarily pauses as the crowd acknowledges the great night they've been promised.

Co-Chairman Gingerdude [/color] :: But now onto a different matter! This past Saturday of course, was our fifth annual Emperor of the Ring pay-per-view! And amongst some very memorable matches, three of them stood out especially I bet. Those three being the Semi-Final contests and even more importantly, the finals in the Emperor of the Ring contest! Opening up the evening we saw a very back and forth, brutal contest between two men that no doubtedly hold a grudge between one another. Who else could I be talking about besides Henry McKaye, and Jay Zero? And just a few moments later on, we saw the contest between both Dan White and XS3! Each match was a sure hit, and in both, there could only be one winner. That brought us on later on to our Final - between the Semi-Finalist winners, Jay Zero and Dan White!

The crowd cheers for both men and Ginger notices this, allowing himself a short pause, giving the men their respective dues.

Co-Chairman Gingerdude [/color] :: These two men have both been in ACW for a while now, some more than others, but without a shadow of a doubt, these two fought like they were some new rookies just dying for a contract and the shot to go big! They gave it their all, but once again - there could only be one! So ladies and gentlemen, without any further adu, here is your 2008 Emperor of the Ring and International Champion! Jay Zero!

Right on cue, Ginger extends his arm out, pointing towards the stage just as "Unbroken [Hotel Baby]" by Monster Magnet hits the sound system and his video lights up the AlphaTron. The arena nearly erupts with cheers as just about every being in the ACW Arena leaps from their seats, making as much noise as possible. The lights dim down and just as the opening drums begin to play the spotlights flash, shooting down mutli-shades of blue and then white all throughout the arena! Jay Zero is highlighted by a white spotlight as he walks out onto the stage looking fancy in a nice black suit and the International Title over his shoulder. His gelled up hair doesn't move an inch as he swiftly paces down the entrance ramp with a wide grin on his face. He shoots a glance out into the crowd and his smile only grows bigger. Taking the International title, he grabs it off of his shoulder, allowing himself to walk freely with it as he skips up the steel steps and onto the ring apron. He takes several steps before quickly wiping his dress shoes and entering the ring. He turns towards the closest set of turnbuckles and immediately jumps to the second rope, throwing his left arm up, showcasing the International Championship. After allowing the crowd to get as many candid shots as they can, he rests the title back on his shoulder and stares out into the masses, looking back and forth. He smiles once more and steps off the turnbuckle, looking at Gingerdude. The music starts to fade just as Jay Zero is handed a microphone from a ringside crew worker.

Co-Chairman Gingerdude [/color] :: *Sigh* I honestly didn't think that I would come to see this day Zero. Just about 19 months ago I had you sitting in my office signing an ACW contract! You were a bold, courageous new guy to the business - and quite honestly, you even shocked me when not even thirty minutes after debuting on live television, you came out to this very ring and interrupted the current World Heavyweight Champion, BK London!

The crowd boos in dissaproval for the champ. Meanwhile, Zero nods his head.

Co-Chairman Gingerdude [/color] :: Fast forward through a couple months, you're Entertainment Champion and forming one of the most memorable groups in ACW known as Entourage! Ahh.. Yes. I still remember the day that I sent a great message to Entourage when I made an example of you and suspended you! When you returned, I do believe you tried going for Emperor of the Ring, only to have lost to Yoko Satoshi in the semi-finals, is that correct? Well even after losing one shot, you gained another when you won the Light Heavyweight Title from Jake Cheng about one year ago! Now! Well... Now here you are -- the International Champion! An example of how prestigious this title is in ACW! Jay Zero, lately things have finally been going your way it looks like. First, you win that fantastic championship title, and now! Now you are Emperor! So let's not waste any more time! Emperor Zero, I believe this belongs to you!

Ginger takes the black sack that he's brought down to the ring and takes off the covering, revealing an open top golden crown. Zero looks at it, rolling his eyes as he rubs his eyes.

Co-Chairman Gingerdude [/color] :: Jay Zero! Here is your Crown! You are officially Emperor! And with that of course comes that contract that I knew you were looking at! A contract that guarantees a shot at any title in ACW, at any time! Zero - you've worked hard for this, so it's my pleasure now to finally say to you: Congratulations!

He extends his hand out, holding the crown. Zero scoffs and pulls the microphone up to his lips as he takes the crown.

Zero :: A bit cliche don't ya think Ging? A crown? Pff. Did you honestly think I was going to put this on top of MY head of hair? Nuh uh! I appreciate the offer and all but - hey! Call me old fashioned! I already know what I've won, so I don't need a crown to make everybody else remember! Besides, do you know how much of a tool that would make me look like?

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Zero raises his eyebrow and shakes his head at Ginger as he pushes the crown back into the Chairmans chest.

Zero :: First off, thank you, yada yada yada -- but Ging, I'm thankin' you for that wonderful summary of my career here! It was touching! As for how I've gotten this for, nah. Nah, I aint thanking you for that! For every accomplishment in ACW, I've worked for it! I've been denied all my chances and instead of just being handed something, I've had to fight for it! I've written my own story of success here, from the day I debuted! From the day I won the Entertainment Title from Thunderkiss! The days that I defeated Jake Cheng for both the Light Heavyweight and this International title! And now - to the day when I defeated both Henry McKaye and Dan White to become your new Emperor! I've done it alone! Sure... Sure, I've been working for my chance to become the top in this business, and while it's true, since around April I've been pushing for my World Title match. But now just because I finally have the shot doesn't mean that I'm immediatly going to target it.

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The crowd kind of boos - slightly dissappointed.

Zero :: Ginger, like you said, this International Title is very prestigious! The competition is fierce and people backstage would all love for a chance to get at me for it! So I could talk all night long about how I'm going to be watching BK, and how I'm going to make sure he screws up -- but quite honestly, the World Title isn't in my future plan. Right now: I am the International Champion! Right now, I have to prove to each and every former holder of this Championship title that I'm worthy of it! And as soon as next Monday, I plan on holding my Zero Opportunity Open Challenges once again, allowing whoever it is backstage that wants at this title to have their shot! I know how it feels to be denied, so y'know what? As long as you come down to this ring ready to fight, then that's all there is to it!

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He adjusts his title over his shoulder and the crowd cheers.

Co-Chairman Gingerdude [/color] :: Well then Zero it looks like --

Just in the middle of his sentence, the Chairman is completely interrupted.

Lupe Fiasco's "Hello, Goodbye" hits the sound system, pumping out those familiar sounds into the ear drums of everybody watching. Boos break out within an instant as the attention is shifted right towards the stage way where the OCW World Heavyweight Champion BK London is seen slowly walking out with Stephan Russo following close behind. As the light reflects off of the World title, a glare hits the camera just for a few moments before BK London shifts his shoulder to adjust the heavy, golden plated championship belt. In the ring, Zero looks somewhat irritated, rolling his eyes as BK looks out into the crowd momentarily, awaiting their silence as his own music fades out.

BK London: Look at you Jay, you've got your little International Championship. You've got your little Emperor of the Ring win. And still, you stand here like you're bigger than ACW - like you're bigger than BK London. Who are you fooling Zero? Who exactly?

As if against his own will, Zero looks forward to the Champion.

BK London: Focus on the International Champion? Zero Opportunity Challenge? Come on! We all know that's bullshit. The fact is that while you're standing in the middle of the ring, making all of these promises, in the back of your mind - you're really plotting your opportunity to pick me right off and take my OCW Championship away from me. If I was laid out in the middle of that ring, you wouldn't hesitate to sprint out here as fast as your skinny ass could and dive on top of me! Cause really, that's the only way you'd even stand a chance! If somebody did the dirty work for you!

The crowd boos and BK smiles at Zero who raises his eyebrows and licks his lips.

BK London: Jay Zero, let me remind you of one thing - and one thing only. When it comes to this ring, there's no one - NO ONE that can touch me. I proved it against The Senator, I proved it against Scott Andrews, and I'm going to continue to prove it until I feel like it's time for me to step away from the scene and give up this championship belt. Emperor of the Ring doesn't mean SHIT, get it through your skull.

Zero *Interrupting* :: And why's that BK? Cause you never won it? Well let me tell you something, champ! The reason why I'm not going after your greedy, arrogant ass is because I thought I'd let the thought sink in! Y'know! The fact that at any waking moment -- I can just swoop right in and take everything that you have left! Hah! So BK; let me tell you right here and right now! You best watch yourself! While I may be more concerned with my International Title right now, if you decide to start majorly screwing shit up, don't think I'd hesitate to take matters into my own hands!

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BK shakes his head, clearly not threatened at all. But before he can even speak, Russo takes the center stage.

Stephan Russo: Well Mr. Emperor we'll have to see about that now won't we? But tonight, just forget about BK London! Tonight, since this is so rightfully called the Night of Rematches, I've taken it upon myself to make a rematch of my own! You got lucky this Saturday, so let's see how a 'real' Emperor performs tonight when you go one on one with the 15 year veteran! The "God of War" Henry McKaye!

The crowd cheers for the announcement of the Emperor of the Ring rematch.

BK London: Oh yeah, and one last thing Zero. You may think you call the shots with your Emperor of the Ring title shot - but never forget, OCW holds all the cards here in ACW - no matter what Gingerdude wants you to think.

"Hello Goodbye" plays once more as the World Champion and the Chairman both begin to take their exit. As OCW has seemingly crashed this Emperor of the Ring ceremony, Zero seems a bit flustered. Not due to that nasty smirk that constantly lies upon BK London's face, but to the fact that no matter what, the respect is still never shown... As the scene begins to fade out, we can see Zero glaring up at the entrance way of the stage with his upper lip snarling. Will Zero be able to take his frustration out later on tonight and topple the God of War for the second time?

The scene fades out.

[BK London]

Segment: The possibility of the end (Credit: XS3/)

With the show just getting started, the drum intro of "Hear This Prayer For Her" now hits the arena. The crowd recognizes the theme and they stand as one to cheer as XS3 makes his way out from the back. Dressed in blue jeans, sneakers and a Mudvayne t-shirt, XS3 wears a faint smile on his face despite coming up short against Dan at EOTR. XS3 high-fives some fans on the way to the ring before stopping. This time, he takes a longer look into the ring than usual. Is something on his mind? We'll find out soon as XS3 slides into the ring and asks for a mic. Once he gets one, the music dies down but the XS3 chants have begun. XS3 nods with a smile on his face as he begins to speak.

XS3: You can cheer all you want; it still won't stop me from thanking all of you for the support last month. That means the world to me, man.

Another pop from the crowd as XS3 smiles and continues on with what he's about to say.

XS3; Now unless you're living under a rock or just flat-out ignored Emperor of the Ring this past Sunday, I failed to make good on my promise to win the tournament. I lost to the eventual runner-up Dan White. Granted, it was an honor to make it that far in the tournament and give 100% of myself to you people… But at the same time, I couldn't help but feel that I was breaking down… And not being able to keep up with everyone else in ACW. Throughout the eight years I've been wrestling, I've been thrown through tables, tossed into ladders, hit with chairs and almost everything you could think of. But never have I felt so concerned for my life than I was at Emperor of the Ring. When I got to the back, I had to sit down and think my life through for a while. It was there that I began to think that destiny was going to forever elude me and I would never win the big one.

Some fans show their concern by booing, not because they hate XS3 but they hate what he thought.

XS3: And at this point, I'm only wrestling while trying not to grow stale. But I fear that I've done that. No matter what I seem to do, I always wind up leaving and returning to you guys and girls. Maybe it's time to admit that I'm done. Maybe it's time to hang it up for good.

Now the fans are booing against this decision as a small section chants up "Please don't go!"

XS3: So with that, I would like--

XS3 can't finish what he was planning on saying because the sounds of "I don't wanna stop" by Ozzy Osbourne hit the arena. The crowd doesn't recognise the theme at first but look intently as the curtain begins to rustle. Out from the back appears the returning Bryce, who has a look on his face that says "Are you kidding me?", as soon as the crowd see who it is they respond with boos. XS3 looks on confused as Bryce enters the ring and gets a mic of his own.

Bryce: ...to announce the return of Bryce!

Bryce pauses and begins to smirks as he continues to speak

Now, I'm not one to crash a "party"...well actually yes I am, but anyway! I came out here tonight because I have something to say to you...Mr. X. I was listening to you out back and I couldn't help but think; aren't you about 7 and a half years too late?! I mean seriously, you talk about everything you've been through and how you keep coming back...and back [Bryce pauses]...and back but you seem to forget that actually you haven't achieved anything in the first place! In 8 years of wrestling you've achieved squat, zero, nilch...and it's only now you're considering jacking it all in? Heh, you'd of saved yourself a lot of trouble and disappointment if you thought about the same thing 7 and a half years ago, that's for sure!

But no...you wait until you achieve...well I say "achieve" but it wasn't really an achievement, was it? Anyway; you wait until you reach the highest pinnacle of your career...and then you decide to quit?! I mean come on, but isn't that a bit...backward? Sure, you may have just choked at the biggest opportunity you've ever had, but even Wayde Russeller could see that he'd be a blind fool to walk away in that situation!

The fans boo and begin to chant "You suck" to spite the returning Bryce.

No, wait a second...do it! Go on, do it! It's people like you that make people like me ashamed to even step foot in the same building as you. The reason you've never achieved anything, Mr. X, is simply because you are a loser! That's right; a loooooser! The reason why you didn't win Emperor of the ring, and the reason why you've never achieved anything in your career is because you're a puppet. A puppet to the people sitting in this arena today!

Bryce turns to face the crowd instead of XS3.

See, you come out here each and every week and "give" yourself to these people...you listen to these people...you thank these people - god knows why! These people never did anything for you Mr. X, apart from stopping you from achieving anything worth while! But do you know, what? I didn't come out here to tell you that, that part was obvious even to Wayde! No, I came out here to tell you to retire! See, if you retire then that means instead of you hogging the spotlight there's more TV time and more spotlight for me, Bryce...and that's just how it should be!

Bryce turns back towards XS3 who now looks irate at the disrespect shown by the brash, cocky man who had the nerve to interrupt him.

XS3: Whoa, whoa, whoa, where the hell do you get off telling me that I'm hogging the spotlight? I never asked to be the center of attention; I guess I just capture the attention of the audience by doing what I love to do and that is wrestling. You know, I was thinking of hanging it up but after your shenanigans, I think I can hold on for a little while longer just so I can teach you a lesson in respect, punk!

The crowd cheers as XS3 and Bryce come face-to-face, staring each other down. The crowd waits for a brawl to break out but instead, Bryce simply chuckles and makes his way towards the ropes and out of the ring. He begins to head up the ramp as XS3 refuses to take his eyes off of his newfound rival.

Fade.

(OOC: "" credit goes to Bryce)

[BK London]

Decision Day (Credit: Dan White)

The past few weeks have been a little bit awkward for Dan. After a few heavy defeats, he made it a promise that he would either win Emperor of the Ring, or quit ACW. Well, he managed to defeat some formidable opponents in his brave run in the tournament, but ultimately was unable to take the trophy home, as he battled bravely for half an hour before finally succumbing to Jay Zero. But he had already made a promise to the fans that he would see how the ACW roster voted. Three choices: Stay, join Fallout, or retire indefinitely. Well the time has finally come, for Dan's future to be decided.

“Anarchy in the UK” hits, and the fans pop as Dan walks out in his street clothes, with a very plain look on his face, not giving anything away. He's still a little battered from last Saturday, but he knows that he gave it his absolute all, and can be proud of his performance, despite defeat. He grabs a microphone and climbs into the ring, and his music fades.

Dan: Well, what's there to say? I gave it my all and I still came out second best...

He pauses, and a “Dan White!” chant starts to form in the crowd. Dan smiles, and then interrupts them abruptly.

Dan: BUT, I had the later match to Zero. I had less time to prepare for the final. Therefore, I had the disadvantage. Given that first match, I would have won the Emperor of the Ring title, no doubt. It proper sucks that I lost, and fair enough to Zero, he's an alright dude and other than me he probably deserved that trophy.

He pauses again, brushing his fingers against his lips.

Dan: So, on with this poll. I have a fucking kid at home of which I don't know whether it's mine or not yet, but if I am feeding for two, I need to know whether I have a job here, Fallout, or having to go to the fucking Job Centre. So, let's see the poll. I already know the results. Now it's time for you to know the results. Now, of all the wrestlers, an impressive 9 voted for me to stay.

The fans pop. The roster is a little bit thin, so a number that high looks very good for Dan.

Dan: And Fallout, like I would have gone there anyways....only got 6 votes, so so far so good for me to stay.

The titantron reads the results, and the fans pop again, but are cautious on the final result:

Dan stays in ACW: 9
Dan goes to Fallout: 6

Dan: And finally...in what is a surprising result....only 8 people voted for me to leave! I thought I'd made more enemies than that!

The fans don't care, and they go mental, with the assurance that Dan stands to remain in the fed, and Dan is smiling profoundly as well.

Dan stays in ACW: 9
Dan goes to Fallout: 6
Dan to retire forever: 8

Dan: So, that's your results for you. I must admit I cheated and I voted for myself. But hey, I needed that bit of confidence in myself to try and win Emperor of the Ring! Most importantly though, I am fully aware that there is no way 9 people actually like me here. Which makes me ask, who are those that want to keep me closer as an enemy?

He leaves on that note, as “Anarchy” hits again, and he drops the microphone, sliding out the ring. The fans take in what he says, but they're just relieved that Dan is going to be staying, and probably off on his way to sign the contract with Chairman Gingerdude.

Fade out.

[BK London]

The Dynasty Begins
Part 1: Warning Shot
Credit: Jake Steele

September 27th. Two men who spent an entire month causing each other torment, trying to mentally, physically and spiritually break each other into nothing… stepped into the ring. They were surrounded by a 20ft. High… contrapment, made up entirely of razor sharp barb wire and pillaged with various weapontry to rip each other to shreds. These two men fought tooth and nail, trying to break each others bones, tear off the others skin and come up with the most violent, unforgivable act which would not only solidify their status in ACW but guarantee that when that bell rang, the man unable to continue would be ridden from ACW not because of a stipulation… but because the victor wouldn’t allow it. This is what Barbed Wire Brutality represented. You can take away the spots, take away the weapons, hell you could even take away the barbed wire. But as long as those two men were in the ring together, it was going to be the same outcome. One man leaves that much closer to the top, and the other… just leaves. You don’t have to guess who was who, because the winner will be sure to tell you just who won…

As start to fade into our scene, the ring is lit up by one sole light. It shines down onto a man sitting in a chair with a microphone in his hand and his head down. The fans are in silence as they know who sits in the chair, but await his words as it seems that they will be more powerful than usual. This man raises his head up and slowly does the same with the mic as we are not surprised by who we see; Jake Steele. He doesn’t adorn his usual wear, and instead has on a white unbuttoned Stacy Adams suit, no tie and a pair of white alligator shoes. He holds the microphone near his mouth, looking out in the sea of fans who are quietly chanting his name. He clutches his half of the ACW Tag Titles, as a medium-sized bandage is placed over his left eye from the cuts this past Saturday. Steele lowers the mic from his mouth and begins to lay back in the chair. He folds his arms, hearing the cheers now get slightly louder as the fans seem to be happy that the original Steele is finally back and possibly rid of the demons which trapped him while facing off against Hughes.

Steele positions himself back up, still clutching the title over his shoulder as the expression on his face shows that he is ready to speak as he takes a breath and puts the mic to his mouth as the fans get silent again.

Steele: I‘m… I‘m flattered, really.

The fans cheers are still silent but they show their respect by cheering after the comment.

Steele: See, last month to me... it was a blur. All I remember is Hughes whinin' 'bout me not deservin' my spot in ACW. Sayin' I didn't deserve the things I've accomplished here in ACW. He had the nerve... to say where I stood, as a Tag Team Champion, as a established superstar in this federation, he had the balls!... To say I was a stain over ACW.

Steele lowers his head, taking a moment to remember the events that occurred just a month ago, obviously building up to the events that led to this past Saturday. He raises his head back up, continuing to speak as the fans listen on.

Steele: He took away my only shot to become International... and now because of him I may never get that chance again. He took that kendo stick, turned off these lights around hea' and with everytime he knocked me out, little did he know... I was only gonna come back with every intention ta' prove him wrong. I was only gonna come back stronger.

But... ... when he took it into his own hands to try and end my career, liftin' me high up into the air and slammin' my head down onto that cold... cold concrete. When he thought that he was standin' tall, when he thought he had accomplished somethin' by takin' me out...

He did.

Steele stays in position, getting a bit quiet as the fans sit in confusion as to what this man means, waiting for a explanation.

Steele: He broke me that night. He damn nea' fractured mah' skull! He did exactly what he set out ta' do and I couldn't do a damn thing 'bout it. I became controlled by voices, they told me da' only way to get revenge on this man was to reach inside of myself and pull out the demon inside. So I did. But what they didn't tell me is that this demon wasn't gonna just go away and leave me da' fuck alone after I came back fo' Hughes. Instead, it did more than give me a will to fight, it gave me a will... to kill. It wanted me to not only end Hughes, but it wanted me to MURDER HIM. It called my name at night... in the day... every waking second of my life and I just couldn't take it anymo'...

So I called it's name, and it replied... I screamed for it to go away, to leave me be... to stay the FUCK away from me. But what I didn't know is that I wasn't talkin' to a demon. I wasn't talkin' to some spiritual vibe. Nah...

I was talkin' to myself.

Steele gets up from his seat and walks to the ropes, placing his arms onto the them and keeping his Tag Title strapped nicely over his designer clothes. The camera zooms in on Steele's face and his emotionless expression is now that of a smile. He wipes his mouth off, and for some reason has a lot to smile about despite what happened this past Saturday.

Steele: Inside of Barbed Wire Brutality... that was all me baby! I never had any assistance, I never called upon voices... it was all my own personal test for Hughes. I knew he was goin' to try and use every chance he got to break my fuckin' face, so I damn sure wasn't goin' to let that happen. I went to the breaking point with Hughes to not only prove a point to him, not just to myself... BUT TO ALL OF YOU PEOPLE HERE TONIGHT!

Instant Reaction. It's exactly what he wanted from that last comment, and now it's time to pull it all back.

Steele: But then I realized... I don't NEED your acceptance. Because when everyone thought I was out of my mind, when everyone thought somethin' was wrong with me... did I get help from ANY OF YOU?!? NO! Instead I got rejected! Matter of fact... the only people willing to accept me were my brothas... Thunder Train and XS3. They saw what was really inside of me and they didn't once try to run away from me. Hell man, XS3 embraced me... givin' me his brothas nickname, The Nightmare. I took that name with me and I represented for his fallen homie, and I made sure that Jonny Hughes remembered just what a fuckin' Nightmare is.

Most of the fans still cheer for Steele, but boos begin chiming in with everyone else in the audience confused by what Steele is getting at. Steele steps back off the ropes smiling still, backing up slowly towards the chair, before violently back-kicking it and his facial expression becoming that of an annoyed and pissed man. His face begins steaming, and he puts the mic directly on his lips.

Steele: What! Don't you people understand!? You can cheer for me all you want, but I'll give you all a warnin' right nah. Tonight... The Dynasty Begins. And this is NOT! Something for any of you, this is for me! And after the fact, whether you cheer me or jeer me, I will be still be at the TOP of my game!

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Steele drops the mic and leaves the ring to much more boos than when he first sat down. He keeps his hand over his Tag Title as he walks up the ramp with a focused look on his face and only one part of his statement made. He claims that "The Dynasty" will begin tonight, but what does that even mean? Surely tonight he will be revealing his master plan. And he has made it clear that whether the fans like it or not, nothing is gonna stop him from his goal.

Fade

[BK London]

Segment: “Square One” (Credit: Kudo)

Kudo steps into camera view as Charlotte King raises a microphone towards him. A faint hint of cheers can be heard from the arena crowd.

Charlotte: Backstage here with Kudo Yasuda and once again Kudo, you’re going to start the show off, the night of rematches against former rivals Wayde Russeller and Bryce.

Kudo: Once again, here I am opening the show, and pretty soon my frustration can’t be held back any further. I’ve drifted around the card but here I am back to square one, back to facing opponents I’ve already beaten.

Charlotte: So then you’re not thrilled about facing Wayde and Bryce in a rematch of the Good the Bad and the Ugly?

Kudo: Thrilled? As far as anyone should be concerned, I’m the good and the bad -- they’re the ugly. I’m facing a guy who doesn’t even have a full name and another guy who can’t seem to settle on a spelling of his name. I’m not the least bit thrilled of taking a giant leap backwards here tonight. You see Charlotte, there’s nothing left for me to prove in this match. I’ve beaten them before and the advantage is on them to try even harder to get the win this time around.

Charlotte: So how will you go about wrestling this match then?

Kudo: No difference. Business is business Charlotte, and even though I feel like I’m back to where I started, if I don’t keep rolling, I’ll never move from where I am now. I’m not going to throw away opportunities and chances at opportunities just because of a card position. I know where I stand in this company, and it’s only a matter of time before I’ll get another chance to get back to the top. Till then, I just have to continue taking care of business.

Charlotte: Kudo Yasuda everyone.

Kudo steps aside and his Armada flag sways against the camera as he makes his way toward the arena area for the first match of the evening.

-Fade Out-

[BK London]

Segment: Life After ACW
Credit: Wayde Russeller and Sly Fox

The scene fades into the locker room of none other than Wayde Russeller. Next to him is his girlfriend, Diamond Fox, resting her hand gently on his lap. Wayde looks over to her and gives her a kiss.

Wayde: Baby, that title match went EXACTLY as planned...well almost. But you did a great job fooling the world! You showed everyone how smart and amazing you are.

Diamond smiles and kisses Wayde on the cheek.

Diamond: Thank you baby, but you still fought the match and won! And you stood your ground with these ungrateful fans and you quit ACW for good! Just a few more weeks till you get paid and take your belt and go home.

Wayde: Yea, tonight I get some redemption by beating the hell out of Kudo and Bryce, what I should have done the first time we met.

Diamond: You will, and ACW will get a chance to see what they lost the other night. Have you given any thought to what you are going to do until you sign with another company.

Wayde: Not really, it shouldn't be long in between, I mean I am the hottest free agent out there. Maybe I'll just train some young guys coming into this shitty world of wrestling.

Diamond: I was hoping you'd say that!

Wayde: Why?

Diamond:Because I have the next big rookie to come into the company. He is a little rough around the edges but he has loads of potential!

Wayde: Who is he?

Diamond: It's my brother!

Wayde: You have a brother?

Diamond: Yeah, he's a couple years younger than me. So will you do it?

Wayde: Yeah, why not. It will be cool to meet your brother and have him be my prodigy!

Diamond: Good because he is here right now!

Diamond jumps up and opens the door to the locker room

Diamond: Wayde Russeller, meet...Steven Fox!

Wayde stands up as Diamonds brother, Steven walks through the door. He is a tall dark, muscular man with a goatee. He has on a white tank tap and baggy ripped jeans and he has a thick silver chain around his neck. Wayde looks from Diamond to Steven a little confused. He looks at his massive size and turns to Diamond.

Wadye: Your...younger brother?

Steve: Hey Mr. Russeller, I can't tell you how much I appreciate this man.

Wayde: Don't say another word man, it's my pleasure. And call me Wayde, no reason to be formal buddy.

Steve: Well thanks Wayde. Diamonds told me a lot about you, she says your the best to ever step in this ring, you think you make me a star?

Wayde: I think so, you deffinitly have the height and muscle to be in this business. What about training before this? How much have you learned?

Steve shifts his wait a little nervously.

Steve: Actually none.

Wayde: At all?

Steve: Yeah, I know a few basic moves that hurt my opponents but thats about it.

Wayde: Well then it looks like we are starting from the beginning. Lets start with the name. Steve doesn't work. Let me think....

He looks Steve up and down and taps on his chin. He walks around in a circle stopping in a thinking pose. Then his eyes widen and he claps his hands loudly.

Wayde: I got it! Your new name will SLY...Sly Fox. is short, its clever, its east to remember and will make you a house hold name sooner than you expect!

Sly: I like it! Ok whats next!?

Wayde: I like your eagerness but we gotta take a quick break because I have a match. So you stay in here and watch the match and learn what you can. Then we will continue later tonight!

Sly: Aight, sounds good.

Wayde turns and kisses Diamond and then picks up his title before shaking Sly's hand again.

Wayde: Stick with me kid, and you'll be a champ someday! See you later homie!

Wayde walks out of the locker room as Sly looks at Diamond with a confused look.

Sly: Did he just call me homie?

Fade

[BK London]

Match 1: Bryce vs. Kudo Yasuda vs. Wayde Russler (Credit: XS3)

Coming back from commercial, we see Kudo, Bryce and Wayde in the ring already with "I Don't Wanna Stop" just fading out so the match can begin.

Bell rings.

In a rematch from Seven Deadly Sins under normal rules this time, Bryce and Wayde immediately gang up on Kudo to start things off. The two whip Mr. K.O. off the ropes and catch him with a harsh double hip toss that almost sends him through the ring. Bryce and Wayde then duel with each other with the Entertainment Champion getting the better of Bryce with a Mongolian chop followed by an inverted atomic drop. Wayde then backs up and goes for a clothesline Bryce ducks under and hits the Flash of Brilliance. Bryce lands on Wayde for the pin but Kudo breaks it up in time. Kudo then throws some kicks to Bryce's midsection, sending him into the turnbuckle, where he is then assaulted with rapid-fire knee strikes. Kudo finishes his combination with a snapmare into a stiff kick to the sternum. Kudo covers Bryce but gets a two count.

With the match in his control, Kudo applies a camel clutch to Bryce, shouting various things to the cheering crowd. However, the hold is broken once Wayde takes Kudo down with a running double leg tackle followed by some stiff punches. Bryce uses the ropes to get to his feet as Wayde whips Kudo off the ropes and hits a big boot. He pins Kudo but Bryce pulls him off and goes to cover Kudo. Wayde then pulls Bryce off and the two argue over getting the pin. Bryce shoves Wayde then is shoved back as Kudo kips up, oblivious by both men. Once the two turn around, Kudo delivers a picture-perfect dropkick, hitting both Bryce and Wayde with his feet.

Bryce stumbles back from the ropes as Wayde walks right into the oh-so-deadly K.O. Exploder. Kudo attempts the same on Bryce but Bryce counters with an elbow to the side of the head and backs up, leaping off the ropes to hit Kudo with a springboard crossbody. Bryce then picks up Kudo and slams him down to the canvas with the Heaven's Wrath. Kudo is covered but Wayde then kicks Bryce off of Mr. K.O. and drops an elbow on Bryce for good measure. Kudo is getting back to his feet and Wayde delivers a series of overhead elbow strikes, finishing with a European uppercut. Kudo falls backwards into the turnbuckle and Wayde props him up on the top rope. Wayde ascends to the second rope and possibly thinks of a top rope Southern Justice. However, Kudo holds onto the ropes and watches Wayde fall to the canvas rather harshly. Wayde is getting back to his feet but Kudo takes him down with the Spiral Dropkick.

Wayde hits the canvas again and Kudo rolls him up. Wayde kicks out before three and he gets back to his feet. Kudo then hits a spinning backhand, roundhouse kick then finishes with the Roaringiri. Kudo claps and gets the crowd to cheer for him. However, Bryce uses this distraction to kick Kudo in the midsection then follows with a snap suplex onto Wayde. Bryce, enjoying the crowd's booing, then ascends the turnbuckles and launches off with the Equilibrium. Kudo rolls out of the way in the nick of time but Wayde isn't so lucky as he takes the full force of the move. Bryce then turns his attention to Kudo and drags him to the center of the ring, hitting the Equalizer to take him out of the match temporarily. Wayde is slowly getting to his feet and he attempts a clothesline on Bryce, who ducks under the move then steps back and hits the Californication on the stunned Wayde.

Before he can even pin, "Hear This Prayer For Her" suddenly hits the arena and Bryce looks to the entrance ramp, daring XS3 to come out. Just like that, the music stops and Bryce turns around. He manages to scout Kudo coming at him and he ducks under an attempt Yakuza Knee, causing Kudo to hit the canvas. Bryce rolls to his feet and waits for Kudo to get up. Once he does, Bryce attempts the Californication on Kudo, who hangs onto Bryce's legs and barely avoids making contact with the knees. From there, Kudo flips over into a jackknife pin and picks up the 1-2-3.

Bell rings.

Philip: Here is your winner, Kudo Yasuda!

Kudo gets his arm raised by the ref and smirks as Bryce looks on in disbelief. He looks to the entrance ramp, cursing XS3's name before leaving the ring. Kudo poses for the fans as Wayde takes his title and angrily walks up the ramp.

Fade.

[BK London]

Segment: Friend or Foe (Credit: OCW - BK London, Jake Cheng, Henry McKaye, and Starkweather)

As we return to the special episode of Thursday Night Meltdown, there's no elaborate introduction to the segment taking place in the OCW locker room - actually, it's already in progress with BK London pacing back and forth.

BK London: ...can you believe the NERVE of that kid to talk to me like that? Does he know who I am? Does he even know who I am? I'm telling you guys, we need to teach him a lesson - and we need to do it tonight.

Jake Cheng: You should've given me a piece of him tonight, I would've tore him limb from limb.

BK London: I'm sure you would, but tonight we're giving McKaye an opportunity to redeem himself. After that showing at Emperor of the Ring, he better get the win tonight or we're going to make sure he's on the unemployment line.

BK London continues to pace back and forth, until he stops and realizes something.

BK London: Wait, where is McKaye?

Jake Cheng: Fuck if I know.

Stephan Russo: He said he'd be a little late tonight, he was picking up our newest acquisition - Alexander Starkweather.

Just the mention of his name sends a surge through the spine of both BK London and Jake Cheng. While he was a bit instrumental in the win a week and a half ago on Warfare, they're not exactly happy with the prospect of Starkweather joining the group.

BK London: I don't trust him.

Stephan Russo: Don't trust him? Why not?

Jake Cheng: Why not? The guy isn't exactly on our Top 10 favorite superstars, Russo. We have a little history with Starkweather, and it's not exactly something we want to revisit any time soon. Besides, if I remember correctly, he crippled Wyvern to become World Champion-

BK London: - And we definitely can't have that in our group!

Both Jake Cheng and Stephan Russo look over at BK London, who is holding onto his title a bit tighter than usual.

BK London: ...well we can't. Listen, all I'm saying is, if he wants to be down with us - he's going to have to prove himself. That's all I'm say-

Just then, walking through the door are none other than the duo of Henry McKaye and trailing right behind him is none other than the six foot one, sadistic, evil, and cerebral psychologist - Starkweather. There is a silence inside the room as the two walk in, and Starkweather can feel the stares in his direction.

Henry McKaye: ...usually when people walk in, the other people respond with hello.

Stephan Russo: I'm sorry Henry, how are you doing?

Henry McKaye: Less than stellar, but I hope to raise my spirits tonight when I face off against Jay Zero tonight. I'm telling you - I almost had him, I almost had him!

BK London: Well make sure you finish him off tonight, you need to teach him a lesson after what he said to Russo and myself earlier in the night. You NEED to shut him up - permanently.

Henry McKaye: Expect nothing less.

McKaye steps out of the way, and both BK London and Jake Cheng step up to Starkweather together. The former ACW Champion stands still as the pair walk around him, surveying him from top to botton in a quite snobbish way.

BK London: So, Starkweather - doesn't seem that you've changed my physically since you left. How are YOU doing?

Starkweather: Fine.

Jake Cheng: ....you wouldn't be in the mood to, umm, how should I put this... CRIPPLE anyone, would you?

Starkweather speaks in a quite nonchalant tone.

Starkweather: If both of you do not take three steps back, we'll see how I feel about the matter.

The Top Draw members takes five steps back (for good measure) in the time it takes a normal human being to blink. While Stephan Russo walks before him and introduces himself.

Stephan Russo: Don't mind those two, I'm Stephan Russo - welcome to OCW. We're very happy to have you here.

Jake scoffs from off camera.

Stephan Russo: - VERY VERY happy to have you here. RIGHT guys?

BK London & Jake Cheng: Oh yeah...yeah, happy...right...

Stephan Russo: Please sit down, let's talk...

And with that, the segment abruptly fades out.

[BK London]

Segment: Oh snaps! (Credit: Lusso/JJB)

Our scene is the ACW locker room. Lusso is sorting out his kit on a bench, despite not having a match. Lusso takes out a pair of shoes and puts them on. He goes to take another item out of the bag when a figure looms in behind him. Lusso spots the shadow and turns around. When he turns, Lusso sees Josh The Jersey Boy. Josh pushes Lusso back, sending him falling onto the bench and slamming his head into the locker. A dent appears and Lusso holds his head.

Lusso: WHAT THE HELL!

Josh grins.

JJB: Think you're smart, saying I am LAZY.

Lusso: Huh?

Josh pulls a slip of paper out his pocket.

JJB: "Some people don't deserve to be were they are, and I have seen those people too. People like Josh The Jersey Boy, people who take things for granted and give nothing back. Those people, are a reason I came here.". Remember that, eh?

Lusso: How about proving to me you deserve to be were you are then, instead of coming in here and getting all worked up?

JJB: Fine then, next Monday, me and you. Put your money were your mouth is. I’ll show you how lazy I can be, when I need to “pull” back on punches.

Lusso: Put your money were your mouth is? How many sports films have you been watching?

JJB: Rich coming from a guy who most likely hasn't even played any sports. What do they play in science labs with mad scientists any way? Catch the chemical?

Lusso: You idiot, you really think I had a nice time there? You see these scars?

Lusso turns his head and lifts up his hair, showing multiple scars on the side of his neck.

Lusso: Were do you think these came from? KNIFES, Josh. I was stabbed and cut, all over. I have been through so much more than you, I have seen things you never will. So how about showing some respect?

JJB: Respect, I do not respect a freak like you. You’re nothing but a pain junkie who’s looking for his next rush. Well do not worry about that Lusso I am going to give you pain that you cannot imagine, you cannot fathom how much of your blood will be spilled all over the ring.

Angry that Lusso isn't scared or taking him as a threat, Josh lands an open hand slap across Lusso's face then throws him to the floor.

JJB: That’s a little taste of what you’re going to receive Monday you freak.

Josh goes to kick Lusso in the head, but Lusso rolls out the way and gets to his feet. Lusso pushes Josh back through the door then closes it. Lusso quickly goes back to packing his bag as we fade away.

[BK London]

Segment: Don’t Fuck With Me

(Credit: Jake Cheng and Scott Andrews)

As ACW Meltdown cuts backstage we see "The Internet" standing next to the man who earlier tonight hit Scott Andrews with a steel chair; twice; Jake Cheng. He begins the interview with a very relevant question.

Kevin: Jake, after you lost your International Title, you disappeared off of ACW Television for a while. And all of a sudden you show up and hit Scott Andrews with a chair.

Jake: Twice.

Kevin: Yes, twice. My question is why?

Jake: Well, I don’t see why not. I mean, I came all the way down to the ring for one chair shot. Might as well get my moneys worth if you know what I am saying.

Kevin: No, I meant why did you come down at all? Not why did you hit him twice.

Jake: Ah right. Well, for those who didn’t hear me say it when I was in the ring, Scott Andrews needs to be shut up. For the last couple of months, Scott Andrews has been spewing his bullshit about him being the best superstar in ACW blah blah blah. And then what happens when he has his chance to prove it?

Kevin: He loses?

Jake: Fuckin’ right he loses. And it appears his logic is a bit twisted. You cannot lose to someone and then proceed to say you are the best.

Kevin: So, Mr. Cheng, what do you plan to do about it?

Jake: Well, I have a two step plan. First I beat him in the ring, once again to prove that he is not the best superstar. Then I kick his ass so badly, he won’t even be able to talk.

As Jake finishes off his plan/promise for Scott Andrews, there is a loud crash of objects and a deep manly yell. Kevin Anderson cocks one eyebrow in confusion, but Jake knows exactly what is going on.

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Jake: Well Kevin it was nice to catch up and shit, but I have to go uhh…get ready for my match!

And before he can wait for Kevin’s goodbye, Jake is off down the hallway. The still confused Kevin Anderson looks at the camera and makes a cut off motion, but before the camera cuts off there is another loud crash, this time closer than the previous one. It happens to be at the end of this hallway. The camera zooms down the hallway to a shirtless man sprinting down the hallway with a black baseball bat in hand.

Scott Andrews.

The Scarlet Assassin gets to where Kevin Anderson and Jake Cheng were just having an interview and stops. He looks at Kevin with a certain intensity that says “Don’t fuck with me right now.”

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Scott: Where is he?

Kevin: Who?

Scott grabs Kevin by the lapels and lifts him off the ground. Kevin shouldn’t have fucked with him.

Kevin: Alright! Alright! He went that way! Just put me down!!!

In the blink of an eye, Scott drops Kevin and starts to run in the direction that Cheng went in. The camera follows Andrews until he turns and corner and then focuses on Anderson. He pushes the camera out of his face in anger and we fade away.

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Fade Out

[BK London]

Segment: Everyone knows its Freeman! That’s me! (Credit: Freeman/Dan)

The segment opens up backstage, where Dan is seen with a bottle of water in his hand, to huge pops from the crowd. They're clearly pleased that he's decided to stay in the fed, and he too looks a bit happy with himself. He's casually walking down the hallway, when he bumps into a familiar character, although we're unable to see who it is as the camera keeps off the person for now.

Dan: Oh, look, it's you.

??: Indeed it is.

The voice is recognisable, and some of the fans react when they hear the voice. The camera pans over to see Jason Freeman, and there's the fans cheer for a man they haven't seen in around two months. At the same time, however, there seems to be something strangely...different...about him. Maybe it's the look on his face, or just the way he's standing, but something seems off.

Dan: So I'm guessing this is your return, then? I mean we haven't exactly seen you on television for a couple of months.

Freeman: Yeah, it is...

Dan: Looks like you didn't hold back on the drama or the budget, eh? I mean some of us like to go the whole mile to return but man, this is huge! This is immense! This is-

Freeman: Shut up, Dan. What's the point in being all lavish and flamboyant about something as pedantic as a return? Not everybody craves the attention like you do. You make yourself a stupid poll under the hopes that maybe, just maybe, somebody actually cares about you. I bet you felt nice and loved when they voted for you to stay. Get a life, Dan.

Dan squints his eyes at Freeman, not liking to be spoken in that manner.

Dan: I bet you voted against me, didn't you.

Freeman smirks, and looks to walk beyond Dan, but Dan stops him, speaking in a sarcastic manner.

Dan: Anyways dude, how's the toe? I mean, since a broken toe is like the most mightiest injury anyone has ever suffered in the history of everything ever.

Freeman's not happy at Dan's retort.

Freeman: Do you believe everything the dirt sheets tell you, Dan? Ha. Merely a rumor that spun out of control. I was out because of general injuries from my fall. At least I didn't take a year and a half out because I bumped my head.

Dan doesn't like this, and gets in Freeman's face. He's not happy about talking about the head injury that caused him to be out for such a long period of time. And he's not happy that of all people, it's Freeman that's giving him attitude.

Dan: Listen, mate. If you recall, I was the one who pounded your sorry arse to earn my first win in 18 months. That mean you suck pretty fucking hard if you're losing in a manner like that. And who are you to talk to me like that anyways? What have you ever done in your career? Won a couple of trophies, pretty much become unnoticeable in everything ACW. I've sold out careers, I've pushed merchandise harder than anyone else here, I'm the main fucking attraction in this fed, and you're just a pathetic little footnote who I would see fit to lick the shit off the sole of my foot. Now if you please, will you fuck off before I kick your sorry arse?

Freeman scolds at Dan, but walks past him. Dan grimaces, but it then turns into a smirk as he watches Freeman walk by. Dan turns around and begins to continue walking, but then he's suddenly taken down from behind by Freeman! Freeman pushes him to the floor and starts to unleash a barrage of punches and kicks.

Dan is so taken by surprise that he isnt able to strike back at first. Again and again, Freeman wails on Dan, trying to do as much damage in as quick a time as possible, and the crowd is as stunned as Dan is. What is Freeman doing? Dan finally gets to his senses, and begins to throw punches back at Freeman from the ground, while attempting to get up at the same time. Freeman turns slightly to the side, bends down, pulls up his pants leg and takes something into his hands. As Dan reaches his knees, Freeman has taken the lead pipe that he now has in his hands, swings it up like a golf club, and with all his might, swings it down.

*WHACK!*

As it hits the back of Dan's head with a sickening impact, which instantly takes Dan back to the ground, as he lies on his stomach, and Freeman begins to kick him once again.

This whole thing has taken place in a couple of seconds, and now security has arrived. They go to Freeman and pull him away from Dan, however he doesn't put up an argument. He stops the assault as abruptly as it started, and willingly backs away, smiling sadistically. Dan is checked upon, and he stirs, though the lead pipe shot seemed to have been effective. Freeman silently laughs to himself, as the fans are left wondering what the hell is going on...

[BK London]

Match 2: Jake Steele vs. Jake Cheng (Credit: Bryce)

[Start] The match starts off with the two men squaring off in the centre ring. After circling around the ring for a few moments both men dive in and the pair lock up. It's clear who the crowd are behind at this point, with Steele being a firm favourite amongst the fans; Steele finally finds an opening as he connects with a series of shin kicks. It seems to be a wise strategy to try and ground the high flyer, with Cheng hopping back out of range. As Steele comes forward, it is Cheng this time who tries to counter with a kick to the mid-section - but Steele anticipates this and manages to step out of range. With the momentum taking Cheng off balance Steele capitalises on the opportunity as he drives Cheng's head straight into the canvas with a DDT! Steele drops down to the canvas to cover Cheng, to applause from the crowd. 1...2...kickout! The crowd all let out a collective sigh as Cheng manages to lift his shoulder up from the canvas. Steele however doesn't rest on his laurels, he pulls his opponent to his feet and proceeds to use an irish whip to slingshot Cheng back first into the turnbuckle! As the crowd (and Cheng more than likely) wince Steele sets up for his next assault.

[Mid-point] With the crowd cheering him on, Steele lines himself up. He then suddenly breaks into a run in the direction of Cheng! A seemingly dazed Cheng looks out of it as Steele lifts his foot up to land a HUGE big boot directly to the forehead of Cheng! Wait! No! Somehow Cheng had enough wits about him to get out of the way, as Cheng rolls out the way Steele can do nothing to stop himself due to the momentum and gets himself hooked on the top turnbuckle. The crowd let out cries as Cheng recovers to his feet quickly and waits for Steele to get his leg down from the turnbuckle; as Steele finally manages to and turns around he is met by a lightning quick Jake Cheng! There is nothing Steele can do as he is flung in the air with a huge monkey flip. Cheng lets out a taunt as he looks to finally be getting the match under control. As Steele slowly recovers Cheng again looks to use his superior speed to his advantage; Cheng quickly races over to Steele and pulls him to his feet, before Steele can react or counter Cheng quickly grabs a hold of Steele and executes a snappy snap suplex! The crowd all let out groans as Steele's back makes contact with the canvas and Cheng hooks the leg for the cover. 1...2...kickout! Steele, too, manages to get his shoulder up to avoid the three count.

[End] Cheng looks slightly frustrated as he fails to pick up the pin fall. Cheng slowly gets to his feet, taking Steele with him as both men are tiring at this stage in the match. It's unclear what Cheng is attempting, and as he releases Steele, Steele makes sure Cheng doesn't get a chance to. A well time duck and strike straight to the mid-section send Cheng keeling over, the crowd pop as the momentum looks to be changing again! Steele quickly grabs onto Cheng and again, irish whips his opponent - this time towards the ropes. As Cheng rebounds off Steele is waiting, apparently looking to connect with an ole knee smash! However, the tricky highflyer manages to use his speed and size to his advantage yet again as he baseball slides right between Steele's legs. As Steele slowly turns around there is nothing he can do as he is met with a standing dropkick which levels him and is promptly sent crashing down back first towards the canvas once again. The crowd all boo, but this time Cheng decides not to go for the pinfall and instead continue his attack! A dazed Steele is pulled to his feet once again and Cheng locks his forearm around Steele's forehead and runs towards the nearest turnbuckle to land the Last Resort (Sliced Bread #2)! No! Steele manages slide out of Cheng's grip and instead sends his opponent crashing into the turnbuckle. As Cheng rebounds backwards toward Steele, there is nothing he can do as he is met with a skull cracking RIGHT IN YO' FACE! The crowd erupt as Steele drops down to cover Cheng with a grin on his face. 1...2...3. Jake Steele wins!

[BK London]

Segment: This Bull Is On Parade

(Credit: Scott Andrews)

The scene opens with a sudden urgency as Scott Andrews rushes into frame with a menacing look of anger across his face. He is wearing only black track pants and white sneakers but carries with him his baseball bat “Lucy”. He trudges down the hallway, kicking open doors as he goes.

Scott: CHENG!!! COME OUT HERE!!!

He smashes his bat against the wall; the feeling of frustration coming through his actions is blatant. What Cheng did earlier, Scott is going to make him pay for.

Scott: COME AND FACE ME ONE ON ONE YOU OCW FUCK!!!

Scott furiously flips over a catering table and picks up a chair with one hand before tossing it violently at a door.

Scott: JAKE CHENG YOU’RE A DEAD MAN!!! YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST ATTACK ME AND GET AWAY WITH IT?!

He continues on his way until he reaches the parking lot and sees a black car quickly pull out of its car space as he enters the car park through the double doors. He begins chasing after it.

Scott: HEY!!! GET BACK HERE YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!

The car exits out onto the road and Scott is forced to end his chase.

Scott: ...fuck.

Scott kicks one of the parked cars and sets off the alarm. He walks slowly and casually back towards the doors to enter the arena once more.

Has Jake awoken a sleeping anger in Scott? Surely attacking him after what happened at EOTR and being associated with OCW is not a good combination in this situation, but if Cheng thinks he can handle it, then Scott’s going to give him hell.

Fade Out.

[BK London]

[Segment] Time to brush up?
[Credit] Bryce

The scene opens up at one of the many hallways of the ACW arena, as the camera zooms in it can be seen following a man who has just made his return to ACW; Bryce. Bryce is wearing his in-ring attire of black knee-length shorts, black boots and black wrist bands. He can be seen holding his side and turns off from the hallway and into a small room, his locker room to be exact. He slowly opens the door and enters the room, as he closes it behind him he doesn't look to be in the best of moods or to be paying any particular attention to his surroundings.

Due to this, Bryce fails to notice at first, the medium sized white envelope which is laying on his dresser. After standing still for a short time and glancing around the room several times he finally notices that something is sitting out of place there, he makes his way towards the dress with a curious look on his face, though doesn't look to be terribly concerned with it at this point in time. As he picks up the envelope he looks at the front which simply reads "Bryce". Without paying too much attention he begins to tear open the envelope to reveal a small folded up piece of A4 paper. Bryce slowly unfolds the paper (which appears to be a letter) and begins to read.

Bryce: "Dear Mr. Bryce...

It has come to our attention that for the majority of the past month you have been consistently been missing ACW shows..

...Blah, blah, blah...

We feel that as a company...blah, blah...

So it is with great regret and..blah....

That we must inform you that you will now be required to appear on...blah...

As Bryce skips over the word he sees something which alarms him and immediately re-reads it.

...Fallout as well as Meltdown and Warfare?!

...what the fuck!

Bryce continues to read the last part.

We feel that it is in your interest as well the company's and hope that this will encourage you to become more professional...

Regards, ACW management".

Bryce continues to re-read the whole letter several times, trying to find a mistake within the writing. However, not able to he turns his energies to another method...

You've got to be kidding me! Fallout! Bryce isn't no freakin' jobber named Wayde Russeller!

Bryce reads the letter once last time before screwing it up and lobbing it towards one of the corners of the room, though there is no bin there, Bryce doesn't seem to particularly care. With a look of disgust Bryce screws his nose up and heads towards the door to leave the room as quickly as he entered...

Fade out.