Thursday Night Meltdown July 9th 2009

[Jonny Spade]

OTA Segment: Holding it Together (Credit: AK)

Meltdown rolls on apace; with several things happening simultaneously, the producer has his work cut out to keep up with it all. However, away from the glare of the cameras, the less glamorous but equally essential work to keep the federation running is continuing, headed as always by ACW’s Chairman.

Jonathan Gingerdude is ploughing through paper and emails, head down. He barely looks up as another stack arrives, vaguely raising a hand in acknowledgment.

??: Are you winning?

Ginger doesn’t reply, grunting inaudibly as he squints at rows on a spreadsheet.

??: Hello! Earth to Jonathan, are you reading me?

The chairman raises his head, somewhat irritably.

Ginger: What is it? I don’t get these interruptions from my usual clerical help, you know.

He looks up, to find Alicia Laureano looking back at him. She’s dressed casually, without all but very basic make-up.

Alicia: Oh, I know. You like to find a little peace in the grind of the balance sheet.

She straightens up the pile of documents she’s just brought in.

Alicia: Don’t let me disturb you. I just wanted to remind you that I’m here, that’s all. I’ll be boxing up the documents for archive if you need me.

Alicia starts to make her way out of the room. She’s almost at the door when she hears a sigh, and pauses.

Ginger: .......Maybe Anna has the right idea with all this....

Alicia diverts her course to a filing cabinet, and leafs through it, pulling out old and superseded documents. She’d had her suspicions when Ginger asked her to drop by and fill in for his normal secretary, and now she offers a listening ear.

Ginger: I suppose I’ve always kept my hand on the records out of habit. When we started, I had to do everything myself. There was barely enough cash to pay a roster of young, raw talent and make a few rental payments on our first premises.

He shakes his head, the memories coming thick and fast, before looking in Alicia’s direction.

Ginger: Do you think I got it all wrong, Alicia? Could I have done things differently?

Alicia continues to file things for several seconds.

Alicia: Honestly, Jonathan? No one can know for sure. Hindsight’s a wonderful thing.

The document pile on top of the filing cabinet grows bigger.

Alicia: I suppose... we all make pictures in our heads of other people. Those pictures get more accurate, the more you spend time with someone. But we can’t ever see things from every angle at once. There’s always something you miss. I think maybe you had a certain picture of Anna which was tilted toward what you want her to be, not what she is.

Ginger nods, sadly. In that instant, he looks older than he has for a long time.

Ginger: I keep thinking to myself, if only I’d been more open with her. I’m so proud of her, you know. I was proud of her the first time she walked into my life, and I’m proud of her even now that she’s walked out of it again. She’s following her dream...their dream. I can relate to that. It’s just...

He tails off, exhaling slowly.

Alicia: You just thought that maybe they cared about your dream, too.

They look at one another, and then away again.

Ginger: Something like that.

He sighs.

Ginger: I guess you could say that I was backing hope over experience. I should have learned that lesson by now. But perhaps we never do, with those who really mean something to us.

There is a pause, and then Alicia walks over with the selected files in her hands.

Alicia: That’s everything, I think. I’m sending them to long term storage.

Ginger ponders.

Ginger: Is there any point? We could have them shredded and save on the archive costs...

Alicia: No, I wouldn’t advise that.

Ginger looks at her.

Alicia: There are some things which are worth holding on to. Trust me on this one.

Ginger hesitates, then nods.

Ginger: All right.

He reaches for the stack of paper Alicia originally brought in, and leafs through it. His eyebrows climb up as if startled by a loud bang.

Ginger: What in the blue blazes are all these requisition request forms for? Champagne, luxury limos, penthouse rent, haute couture clothing.....?!

Alicia: Um, well.... I think the rumour might have got about that the insurance company paid out on that early termination policy you took out against Thunderkiss.

Ginger rolls his eyes... but there’s a twinkle in them.

Ginger: Ahem, yes... those funds are to be used to support brand promotion, fan engagement, all that sort of thing. A good chairman has to have a back-up business plan, after all.

Alicia shakes her head and walks out, smiling. Just as she’s exiting, Ginger leafs through to the bottom of the pile and pulls out one particular form.

Ginger: Mrs Laureano.... this request for a Bugatti Veyron looks suspiciously like your handwriting. May I remind you that you don’t even have an active ACW contract?

Alicia (from outside): Hey, you don’t ask, you don’t get, Ginge.

Ginger rolls his eyes, picks up his executive fountain pen, and writes “NO CHANCE” across the form before folding it into a rough paper plane and returning it to the sender. He leans back in his chair.

Ginger: Have someone else do this for me? The girl doesn’t know what she’s missing....

Fade.

[Jonny Spade]

Segment: U Be Trollin' Me! (Credit: Train and Zero)

We open with Thunder Train strolling down a hallway. His recent actions have caused a roar of boos to accompany the big man as he makes his way down the halls. His smirk shows his frustration along with the happiness of what he has just done. He no longer has his championship but there are other things on his mind right now. He continues and turns a corner. He suddenly bumps into someone's shoulder but continues walking. The man turns around and we see Jay Zero! The crowd cheers as Zero lowers the title from his shoulder and looks back at Train.

Jay Zero: ....Yo money..

Train stops dead in his tracks. His eyes widen. That voice. It's familiar. Train slowly turns around to see a smirking Jay Zero stand before him.

Thunder Train: WHAT! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE JAY ZERO? DIDN'T YOU DIE LIKE THREE YEARS AGO?

Jay Zero: I see that brain of yours is just as sharp as it used to be...

Thunder Train: I thought you were still suspended! Gingerdude made it sound like you were never coming back!

Jay Zero: Yeah? ...Well guess what Train - I'm back! And you and me? Heh, I think we got a little unfinished business to take care of!

Thunder Train: Oh? And what would that be, Mr. Zero?

Jay Zero: Ugh, you seriously must have the memory of a goldfish or the mind of a three year old. You remember what happened Train? Hm? Remember that team you and I had? ...Remember when YOU cost me my Heavyweight Championship belt back around February? Yeah, yeah, I think you do! Oh - and THEN, I remember not too long ago seeing you here on television having the nerve to mock me!

Thunder Train: Come on Zero. Those were just jokes--

Jay Zero: Jokes? No - that aint a joke. YOU'RE a joke! You cost me the one thing I worked hardest for! You cost me my spot at the top of the food chain, Train! And what, you call that a joke? That aint a joke...

Thunder Train: OH! And after that happened, look at what you did to me! You revealed to Gingerdude everything and sent his mind into senile bat-shit crazy and he wanted to basically kill me and drive me from this company! I'd say we are even in that respect.

Jay Zero: That doesn't even begin to compare what you--[/b]

Thunder Train: Wait a second.

Train extends his hand and points at the tag team championship that Zero is holding.

Thunder Train: Where in the hell did you get that?

Jay Zero: ...What? This? - Are you serious? You're honestly telling me that after two weeks has past, you still don't even know what happened at Omega Effect? When I returned, I somehow fell into a Tag Team Title match with the Capitalists, and me and BK ended up taking home the straps.[/color]

Thunder Train: WHAT? BK IS BACK TO?

Jay Zero: ...Yeah!

Thunder Train: Fucking called it. Steele owes me money. Anyway, why can you two guys just waltz back here and get a title shot? If I had known free title shots were being given out I would have lined up faster than all those fat people the day after Thanksgiving.

Jay Zero: What the hell does that even mean? Anyways - it was an open challenge, but whatever, you were too busy either shoving your face or losing to Dave Shadow, I can't remember which one it was exactly. But anyways, like I was saying - running into you here was actually a good thing, Train! Saves me the trouble of going out of my way to find you later...

Thunder Train: Come on Zero, we don't have to fight. Remember! If ya having girl problems I feel bad for you son, I got 99 problems--

Jay Zero: And right now, I'm your biggest one.

Zero pulls his hand back as if he is about to unleash the fury of a punch onto Train's dome. Train moves back quickly and security appears out of nowhere to conventionally make this segment not end in a fight. FUCK I'M BREAKING THE 4TH WALL AGAIN! Oh well...let's just roll with it. Anyway, Train continues walking backwards away from Zero. Zero tries to push through security but they prevent him from going any further.

Jay Zero: I'm gonna kick your ass Rey![/b]

That was from Wrestlemania 21 the video game. Anyone play it? If not, during career mode your CAW was a face even though he said things like that to other faces. WTF! Hahaha that game was bad. Oh, where were we? Oh yes! Zero stares down Train, who is an idiot for making me keep that last line, intensely as we fade out...

Fade out.

[Jonny Spade]

Segment: Post-Omega Effect (Credit: Freeman)

It’s amazing how even without a victory, one can truly feel like a winner.

Sure, one wants to win all the time. The world just doesn’t work that way however. Jason Freeman wanted nothing more than to defeat Atomic Kitsune at Omega Effect, the biggest stage of them all, and he failed. All things considered, however, Jason Freeman has been feeling pretty good.

The two week break had been perhaps two of the best weeks of Freeman’s life. He had felt completely at ease. He thought that he wouldn’t. He thought that he would be thinking about how close he was to winning, but yet those feelings didn’t come. In fact, he was slightly angry that they didn’t. By all means he had every right to be in turmoil over his loss. He wasn’t though. He had gotten home the night of Omega Effect, feeling sore, and yet better than ever. He had gone over to his couch, and just lay down. He had closed his eyes, and finally relaxed. That’s when he noticed something. His mind – which had been previously been a torrent of emotions – was calm. For the first time in a long time, the feelings of anger…the feelings of restlessness, of loathing, of discontent…they were all gone. He felt like a storm had finally stopped, and now it was smooth sailing, bright sky above. It unsettled him. He wasn’t used to it.

Why was he feeling this way? And yet he knew. He had given the best performance of his life. It hadn’t been enough to win, and yet it was. It was enough because he had gone out there and taken part in what was sure to become a classic match. Some may even have called it the match of the night at Omega Effect. He knew that his purpose was fulfilled even in defeat. His name was on the map. No longer could anybody look down on Jason Freeman. He had broken through. His drive since his return to get to the top of the company, and the struggles he had gone through had finally paid off. All that work…more work than most men could even dream of putting in. It had finally come to a close at Omega Effect. He knew he had passed into an end and a beginning. It was a new era in his career…and in his life. From his match at Samhain against Dan White, to his match at Omega Effect against Atomic Kitsune. One long chapter in his life. Now finished. Perhaps that was why he was so calm. The newest set of struggles have not yet hit him.

And his mind kept going back to the reaction of the crowd after his match. He had managed to stand somehow, even though his body was screaming to just stay down. It had been doing so for a long time. Even he did not know where he got the energy to kick out of the EMP. Well…that wasn’t quite true. It was just the sheer will to win. But that wasn’t enough in the end. It had served him well, but eventually his body was just not going to fight on any longer. When he did stand however…AK had shown him respect. It wasn’t anything he wanted from her, and in fact he was almost angry. Then the fans had cheered him. HIM. They hadn’t done so at all since he had returned, and now all of a sudden they cheered him. He could care less how the fans reacted to him. So the feelings that went through him did not come from happiness that they had accepted him. He didn’t care about them. The feelings that went through him in that moment were because he was respected. The fight to be noticed and respected had been successful. They realized how good he really was, and that was how Freeman was feeling in his mind as well. Perhaps some of his anger had been because for all of his words, he had been failing to back it up as of late, and perhaps he had began to doubt himself. No, not perhaps. He had. He had been doubting himself for a couple months now.

He had managed to block it out, but he knew now that his doubt had caused him to make a few drastic decisions. Why else did he train so hard as to almost completely sacrifice ANY chance in the Fallen Heroes Battle Royal? It was a desperate attempt because he just didn’t think he could do it. And perhaps that had fueled part of his anger at AK. Perhaps he was blaming others. Now, he had been able to prove to himself that he WAS as good as he had said he was. Sure, he hadn’t beaten AK, but he knew that soon enough he WOULD be able to. Soon he would be able to beat anybody. And as he walked out of that arena, at Omega Effect, with all those fans showing their respect…well it had felt good.

This did not mean of course that he had any intention of pandering to the crowd. He had said it before, and he would say it again. He could care less about what they thought. They had noticed his performance, and he didn’t need their cheers any longer. But now, it was time for that next step in his life.

Jason Freeman gets out of his car and walks confidently up to the door of the arena, a new swagger in his step. It's not cockiness...it's a confidence that just radiates off of him. In some ways, he still looks as if he has just walked away from that Omega Effect performance. He’s still feeling it. What’s next for Jason Freeman?

The door opens, and as he enters the arena that new stage in his career begins.

[Jonny Spade]

Long Time, No See
Jack Jefferson


Jack Jefferson is in his locker room preparing for his shot at the Entertainment Title. He throws a lot of punches at the thin air around him, psyching himself up for what is to come later on. He cracks his neck and smirks before staring straight down the barrel of the camera.

Jefferson: All I’ve heard since Omega Effect is that I got beat but that is fucking bullshit! I did not lose...that glorified tramp LyCoS was the one getting pinned on the mat and only because I knocked him the fuck out with a devastating Sleeper Suplex. Andrew Black snuck in and stole victory from me!

You know what though? People are fucking stupid; I don’t care what they say. It’s a simple fact and they’ve proven this by not having a clue what is going on. I went into that match with the sole intention of causing pain and showing the world that I am better than LyCoS and Andrew Black. Know what? That is exactly what I did! LyCoS wasn’t even conscious to see the end of that match...because I dropped him on his head. Andrew Black was bleeding and had to scavenge off my good work to get the 1...2...3. He knows, I know, damn anyone with any modicum of intelligence knows it. That’s why tonight I’ve got a Title Shot and the guy who got “victory” isn’t even booked to wrestle.

Everyone in ACW sat up and took notice during my match at Omega Effect and I know damn well that Chris Phenomenal was one of them. The simple fact is, Chris, you are not champion material. You’ve simply been keeping that belt warm for me and it’s time I took it from you!

Before Jefferson has a chance to continue talking there is a knock on the door. He scowls, clearly not enjoying the interruption, and gets to his feet. He walks over to the door and swings it open, the annoyance clear on his face, and finds a security guard staring back at him.

Jefferson: What?!

Security Guard: Sorry to disturb you but there is a random guy claiming to know you and he insisted on coming backstage. Apparently you’ll vouch for him.

As the guard steps to the side the guy in question is revealed and Jack almost facepalms as he sees who it is. He then lunges forward and grabs the guard by the neck, pinning him up against the opposite wall.

Jefferson: Is Gingerdude forced to employ a certain quota of retards or are you some kind of fucking exception?!

Guard: W-what?

Jefferson: You! Are you actually retarded or just a complete and utter fuckwit?!

Guard: Huh?

Jefferson: Oh for fucks sake! This “random guy” happens to be my brother! He was on Fallout before it folded, just been on a tour of Japan...ringing any bells?

Guard: S-sorry...I’m new.

Jefferson: I don’t fucking care. Continue being such a disrespectful prick and I’ll make sure you’re old news. Now get the fuck out of my sight...and remember his face for next time!

Without saying another word the guard gets out of there as quickly as possible, rubbing his now sore neck as he goes. Jack turns to face BJ, his brother, who is wearing a huge grin on his face and greets him with a hug.

Jefferson: It’s been a long time. How’s things going?

BJ: Never better bro! I was a smash hit in DragonGate and it seems I’ve been given a chance by your boss to shine in ACW.

Jefferson: That’s brilliant! But if you’ve got a contract why’d you not show the guard?

BJ: Well I don’t have a proper contract yet. I’m on a month’s trial. After Seven Deadly Sins it’ll be decided whether or not I’ll get a proper contract. Plus, I thought it’d be more fun to see you mess with him.

Jefferson: Some things never change I guess.

BJ: Hey I got a great idea! We should do what we always planned and get together as Team Jefferson, I’m sure we could take the tag titles from Zero and BK. He’d have to hire methen!

Jefferson: Haha, calm yourself down. First I’ve gotta beat Chris Phenomenal tonight and take his Entertainment Title...then we’ll think about taking the Tag Belts.

BJ: Fine, but you gotta let me be your manager tonight!

Jack just laughs and shrugs as BJ walks into his locker room, dumping his bag by the door, and continues to chatter on about how great Team Jefferson is going to be and how they’ll take ACW by storm.


Fade to Black

[Jonny Spade]

Segment: Definition (Credit: Michael Smart)

The scene opens up to a dark locker room with only two people in sight. One of them, on the foreground, is Daniel Smart. The second, on the background, is Michael Smart. Both have serious expressions on their faces as they stare at the camera. Daniel starts speaking.

Daniel Smart: Homicide. One: The killing of one person by another, whether intended or not. Two: A person who kills another. Three: Last name of a wrestler in the company Alpha Championship Wrestling. We are here tonight to discuss the third definition. You see, Lee Homicide will be going one on one against this man right here, Michael Smart tonight.

Daniel points at Michael, who nods.

Daniel Smart: While someone may foolishly predict that Lee Homicide will be victorious, that person would be dead wrong. No member of the Smart family should be taken lightly, but Michael here? He's the pinnacle of a person who shouldn't be taken lightly. In fact, if you try to take him lightly, you will be incredibly surprised at how heavy he really is.

Michael Smart: Wait, what?

Daniel Smart: Uh... back to the point. Homicide. you wanna go all homicidal tonight? Well, that's not going to happen. You are not going to kill anyone tonight. In fact, you are not going to kill anyone ever. Why? Cause you're too much of a wussy to do that! Yeah, that's right, Homicide! You're too much of a baby to kill people! You just don't have what it takes to end someone's life! Hell, I'd love to see you try! I dare you to try and kill Michael here tonight!

Michael Smart: Daniel... what are you doing?

Daniel Smart: Homicide, show everyone that you're a man and kill Michael! Then, and only then you'll deserve your name!

Michael Smart: Why are you daring someone to kill me?

Daniel Smart: Um... I'm not. Homicide, forget all that, I'm sure you deserve your name. But you don't deserve victory. Oh no. Tonight, Michael will whoop your ass so hard you won't be able to sit for a month!

Michael Smart: That's kinda cliche.

Daniel Smart: Do you want to do this?

Michael Smart: This is a trial for your mic skills, I'm supposed to give critique.

Daniel Smart: You should do it afterwards, you're ruining my point.

Michael Smart: What point?

Daniel Smart: Um... Homicide, your name stands for slaughter, murder and other such horrible deeds, while our name stands for intelligence, logic and other positive mental abilities. That is just another reason why you will fall.

Daniel moves out of the way so that Michael can come close to the camera.

Michael Smart:

YOU!

WILL!

FALL!

Fade to black

[Jonny Spade]

The Immovable Force meets the Unstoppable Object...
By Dave Shadow and ? ? ? ?

As we come back from the commercial break, we find ourselves in the ACW arena, the crowd all ready for another exciting match. However, much to their disappointment, it is not one of their favourite wrestlers who has decided to take the time to come on down to the ring. Instead “Voodoo Child” by Rogue Traders hits the speakers, and Dave Shadow walks out through the curtains, carrying with him his brand new championship belt. As the crowd boo, the ring announcer introduces him.

Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the NEEEEW International Champion, Dave SHADOW!!!

Dave makes his way down the ramp, holding the title belt over his shoulder, a big smile on his face showing how proud he is to be here tonight as champ. He slides into the ring and grabs the microphone off the ring announcer as his music starts to die down. The boos continue though, and Dave can’t help but taunt the crowd just a bit more. He holds his title up in the air, as his sly smile grows even bigger. He puts the microphone up to his mouth, and begins his address to the crowd.

Dave: Maybe you didn’t hear the announcement, because that is not the type of reaction I deserve here tonight. So let’s try again. Your NEW International Champion, DAVE SHADOW!

Dave lifts the title up in the air again, while spreading his other arm out, ordering everyone to cheer for him. This, of course, just makes all the boos and jeers even worse.

Dave: See, two weeks ago, at Omega Effect, I did exactly what I told each and every one of you I would do. I continued to clamber up the ACW ladder, I climbed towards my ultimate goal, taking one more step towards becoming the ACW legend I know that I can be. I took that lumbering oaf known as Thunder Train and I chopped him down to size. And in the process, I captured the International Championship. The championship which has been held by many ACW greats. The championship which helped launch the likes of Macho Man RDK, Jake Steele and Jay Zero into main event status. The championship which helped the likes of Latino, BK London and Jake Cheng the legends that you all remember today. And the best part is that I know that my reign will eclipse each and every one of theirs. Because, quite simply, I eclipse each and every one of them.

The crowd are hating this one-man love in, and are making that quite clear to Dave. They start trying to drown him out with chants, telling him he sucks and to shut the hell up. But Dave’s mood is just to good to be brought down by the likes of this crowd tonight. He’s on top of the world.

Dave: See, I’ve known how good I was all along. I’ve made no secret of the fact that I think I’m great. But with this title, I have proof. Proof that I am amongst the upper echelon of the roster here in this fine promotion. Proof that I belong here in ACW, despite what you may all think. Right now, I am THE hottest superstar in this company. In the past few weeks, I’ve been absolutely unstoppable, beating the likes of Train, Jason Freeman, Bryce and Danny Mainer in singles matches. I am the man who managed to beat Thunderkiss, Hollywood Mach, Dan White and The Senator in a single match a few weeks ago right here on Meltdown. I lasted right up to the very end of the Fallen Heroes match. Since I joined ACW, I have been tearing up through the ranks, and this title is another sign of how awesome I actually am.

I know you know that as well. You boo me, but that’s because you know what I say to be true. You’re jealous and you’re scared of what I can actually achieve. You know my mantra. I am here to save each and every one of you, and to make this show even better than it ever has been. Because right now, it is stuck in a rut. Look at Omega Effect. I was the biggest winner that night, and the brightest light for this company. The Senator is an old man, who won’t be holding that World Championship for long. BK London and Jay Zero are the tag champs? I beat both of them in a tag match within my first two months, and I’ve only gotten better. Chris Phenomenal, Jason Freeman, Danny Mainer. All won matches at the biggest show of the year, and not one of them has a chance in hell of ever becoming as big a star as I will. Not one of them holds a match to me. Not one of them compares to me, and all of them know it.

With Dave in full swing, the crowd are now baying for blood, wishing anyone to come out and shut the big mouth up.

Dave: With Thunderkiss gone, it is now up to me to turn this company around, and restore it to glory. Some of you may think I would get discouraged by the fact my crusade has lost one of its key players. Instead, it motivates me like nothing else on earth ever could have. I have long since accepted that it is my job to give you a show you deserve even if you don’t realise it. It is my goal to be the shining light who leads each and every one of the superstars backstage into a new era of greatness. And this championship belt that I carry over my shoulder identifies me as a leader to them. It gives me the power to make a difference. And tonight, I want to start to make a real difference.

That’s why I want to issue a challenge. I want to call out the one person who is universally adored by the fans, and by the guys backstage as well. The person who many people see as THE ACW Superstar. And I want to prove to each and every one of those people that they are backing the wrong horse. So, right now, I am very kindly going to request that this person come on out, make their way down the ramp, and climb into this ring. And that person is....

Atomic Kitsune.

The crowd pop big time for the mention of one of their favourite ACW wrestlers, cheering and willing her to come down to the ring to shut Dave up. Dave stands, looking up at the ramp, waiting for a response. After a few seconds of nothing, he continues ranting....

Dave: AK, I know you’re back there. I saw you earlier. And I know you’re not the type of person to sit back idly and watch as I run my mouth. I know you’ve been dying to confront me for months now, and protect the show you built up. So don’t be a cowar....

The crowd explode with glee, as finally music begins to play and interrupts Dave’s tirade. "I'm a Bomb" by Natasha Bedingfield blares over the sound system as a big smile engulfs Dave’s face. Alicia emerges through the curtains and makes her way down the ramp, a serious look on her face. Though she may not be dressed for a fight, wearing her normal civilian clothes, her face shows she is ready for action, bored and tired of hearing Dave running his mouth off. She gestures upward in the general direction of the production booth, drawing her flat hand sharply across her throat, and her music gets cut as abruptly as it began.

She climbs in to the ring, as Dave backs off and repositions his title belt over his shoulder, making sure it stands out and is perfectly visible. Philip tosses her his microphone, which she catches with one hand, and cocks her head to one side, one arm folded over the other. The two stand, eyeing each other up, as the crowd cheer and chant, delighted to be getting to see this confrontation for the first time.

Dave: I was starting to think you weren’t going to show.

Alicia rolls her eyes, looking seriously unimpressed with the entire situation.

Alicia: Believe me, Dave, I would have had no trouble standing you up, were it not for the fact that the front rows were starting to go catatonic from your blathering. In case you hadn’t noticed, I’m not here in a front-of-house role this evening... but what the heck, eh? You might as well tell us all what’s on your mind.

Dave: Well, AK, that’s quite simple. What I want...is you? And not in the way these perverted fans want you. No. See, I want you in a match. I want you at 7 Deadly Sins. And I want to beat the living day lights out of you, to prove to the world that you aren’t half the leader you claim to be. I want to do what I’ve always said I wanted to, and that is take ACW into a new golden era, with me at the....

Alicia (cutting him off): Hey, hey, hey, hold the phone there, love. Is it just me, or is anyone else here getting a massive case of déjà-vu? I know you had other things on your mind the last couple of months, but even you must have been exposed to some of Jason Freeman’s endless yelping, at least in passing. I’ve been there, done that, got the novelty painted porcelain action sculpture-

Dave: Oh, do me a favour Alicia. Do shut the hell up for a moment. And don't you ever compare me to Freeman again. I didn’t come down here tonight to listen to you rabbit on about stuff. Enough of the little monologues.

Alicia chuckles, somewhat mirthlessly.

Alicia: This from a man who appears to be trying to use up all our airtime solely by broadcasting his own delusions of grandeur?

Dave: Ha, bloody ha. You know, you like to go round acting like the patron saint of ACW and the wrestling industry. You like to think of yourself as the do-gooder who is willing to help anyone out. And I’ll admit, I even bought into that image for quite some time myself. Cause, truth be told, you were an inspiration to me back when I broke into this game. You offered words of advice, you were an ear who was willing to listen to the nervous thoughts of a young rookie. But now I’m older and wiser, and I can see you for what you really are. You’re someone who only does things when it suits her, and gets something out of it in return. You do this for praise and glory. You do what you do for the exact same reasons I do what I do. The only difference is, AK, I am more honest about what I do.

This draws an audible wave of disagreement from the crowd. Alicia exhales sharply.

Alicia: If that’s what you genuinely think, Shadow, then you’re an even bigger jackass than you’re making yourself out to be with this ridiculous grandstanding. Why, for heavens’ sakes, do talented guys like you feel the overwhelming need to belittle others? And why do you think it would have the slightest effect on me? Every step I have ever taken in this business has been made against prevailing attitudes of arrogant people like you. I said it to Freeman, and I’ll say it to you as well; I have nothing to prove to anyone and no need to justify my decisions, past or present. Because unlike you, Dave, I have long overcome the creeping, crippling self-doubt which whispers in your ear every time you proclaim yourself to be God’s gift. You can project your values on to me all you like, that crap just slides off me like Teflon. I don’t share them, and I never will. All you’re doing is suggesting to everyone here that you’re a scared little boy who is terrified he’s going to get found out, and that his shiny belt will be taken away by someone who sees through his pretence to maturity. I sincerely hope that when you watch this back, you’ll realise that you’re a lot better than this.

There’s a brief pop, and Alicia lets her hand fall, clearly having said all she intends to. Dave continues to keep eye contact.

Dave: Fine. Listen, it’s quite obvious that we could stand here all night, trading insults and slinging mud at each other. So let me restate the reason I came out here tonight. I want you, in a match. I want to beat the living daylights out of you. I want to take you on in this ring, and pin you. 1. 2. 3. And I want to prove to the world I deserve this International Championship. AK, do you accept?

There’s a surge of support for this idea, except that the crowd clearly wants to see Shadow taken down a peg or two. But Alicia shakes her head.

Alicia: Of all the daft challenges to make... Dave, look at me. I’m on the cusp of 30, I’ve brought two children into this world, and they are currently testing my sanity as they’re starting to teethe. I don’t have a live ACW contract, that expired directly after Omega Effect. As much as I love to perform for the ACW crowd, I gave my best a couple of weeks ago, and I honestly don’t know if I could get near that kind of intensity again. There are more deserving, fitter, and more challenging opponents out in the back who have a greater claim to a shot at your title, and you know it.

There are a few groans and a boo or two from the crowd; Alicia shrugs in a placatory gesture.

Alicia: Yes, I will admit, part of me would like to take you on and see what you’re made of, Dave. But this is the key difference between you and me; it’s not about what I want. It’s what’s best for the belt you’re holding, and for the federation. So I’m sorry, but the answer has to be no; my hands are tied, which is for the best. And that’s where we should leave this.

She turns, and walks away from Dave, toward the ropes. Dave glares, and he is clearly very, very angry at the perceived snub.

Dave: I'm sorry Ak, but I'm not done yet. What do I have to do to get you to fight me AK? Huh? You need some motivation? You need some justification? I don't want to make this personal, but I will if that's what it will take. Fine, let's see. I could pay a visit to your husband? Another legend to add to my list, huh? Or maybe your house? I've seen that new pad you're working on. Or...oh wait....I know. How about I pay a visit to your chil....

Alicia whips around with a speed like a cracking whip, so fast that she’s two inches from Shadow’s nose before he can blink. The crowd goes very quiet.

Alicia (softly): Do...not...ever...threaten...my...family,....David.

Her tone is arctic-cold, and utterly purposeful. A grin spreads accross Dave's face.

Alicia (softly): We have just emerged from two months of hell, and I will not allow anyone to wreck further havoc on those I love. You do not want to get on that side of me, because my tolerance is precisely zero. This is your one and only warning. Heed it, or suffer the consequences.

She takes a step backward.

Alicia: You want a match with me at the PPV? That’s for the chairman to decide. I’m sure that one way or another, you’ll have your answer before tonight’s show is over.

This time, she takes her leave, and does not look back as she leaves the ring. Dave watches her go; for a moment he ponders her choice of words.

“One way or another”.......what does that mean? Dave’s not entirely sure he knows, or that he likes the implication. But the feeling is fleeting, and it passes as he holds his belt aloft, stamping his authority on the dischordant crowd one more time before making his way to the back.

Fade.

[Jonny Spade]

Segment: Welcome to the Strip Club (Credit: BK London/Jay Zero)

As we return to the ring, "Gingerdude's Theme" has already been pumping through the speakers of the ACW Arena and the Chairman himself has already positioned himself in the center of the ring. Standing next to him are none other than the former ACW Tag Team Champions, The Capitalists - Kevin Fitsharris and Anthony Kalb, and they don't look too pleased with the events that occured just a little over two weeks ago.

Chairman Gingerdude: Ladies and Gentlemen of the ACW fanbase, as the Chairman of this prestiged company - and somewhat of a open minded person, I am here to handle the controversy around what took place two weeks ago at Omega Effect V. Please, show the clip...

Kalb however, interjects.

Anthony Kalb: Whoa whoa whoa, you don't have to show the clip. Just get on to the problem.

Chairman Gingerdude: But how will those who aren't already informed understand how this situation was brought about?

Anthony Kalb: Don't worry, they all know, they've all seen it - you don't need to show the clip, let's just move on.

Kalb seems eager to forget about the night that was one of his most humiliating moments in all of his wrestling career, just as Fitsharris is - but the Chairman is adamant on showing the clip.

Chairman Gingerdude: I think the people would benefit from seeing the clip again, so - without any further a due - please show the clip.

Anthony Kalb: Wait -

But before his sentence could be completed any further, the Omega Effect logo flies across the ACW screen and we're brought to the face off between Jay Zero and BK London that took place at the PPV.

'Fast' Eddie Edison: Oh my god Maxy! We're about to get a Winter's Discontent rematch!

But we cut into the picture of both the Capitalists poking their head into the former World Champions' business.

Anthony Kalb: Wait a minute! Just wait a DAMN minute!

Anthony Kalb: This isn't the BK London show! This isn't the Jay Zero show! As of right now, the only guys running things are Fitsharris and I - the ACW Tag Team Champions! You got that?! Champions! Something neither of you are!

Fast forward a bit, and Fitsharris get a cheap shot in from behind and the two begin stomping out the former three time ACW Heavyweight Champion while Jay Zero slips out of the ring..

Maxwell McNally: What a cheap shot by Kevin Fitsharris!

Zero walks up the ramp, and he turns back towards the beat down in the ring and 50,000 strong begin to chant his name.

'Fast' Eddie Edison: The crowds callin' for Zero to make the save!

Zero races back down to the ring, and helps BK London clean house while Carter Donovan calls for the ring bell.

'Fast' Eddie Edison: What the? Did... Did he just call for the bell?!

Maxwell McNally: It looks like we got ourselves a Tag Team Title match!

BK London scores with the Shades of Michaels, while Jay Zero drives Kalb into the mat with the Absolute Zero. They both look at one another, and the ref counts the one, two, three - and now both men are tag team champions.

'Fast' Eddie Edison: WHAT?!

Phillip: And the winners - and NEW - ACW Tag Team Champions, Jay Zero and BK London!

Maxwell McNally: I don't believe what we've just seen! And for that matter, I don't believe BK or Zero have either!

As we return back to what's happening in the ring, both Kevin Fitsharris and Anthony Kalb look a very frequent combination of embarassed and angry. Never have both men been more humiliated, and on that big of a stage, in their careers than at Omega Effect V. But what sprinkles the salt into their wounds are the reaction from the crowd. They can hear the people laughing at them, enjoying themselves at their expense. It eats the former Tag Team Champions up inside, and they do not exactly plan to sit around and become the laughing stock of ACW.

Kevin Fitsharris: Oh, you all think this is funny huh?!

Even more laughter ensues, and Kevin believes that that wasn't exactly the best comment to follow up with - but he doesn't back down.

Kevin Fitsharris: At Omega Effect V, the biggest show in ACW history - we were robbed. We were robbed by two hasbeens that decided to try to step in on our open challenge to the ACW roster! That match should've never taken place! And that match should've never been sanctioned!

Anthony Kalb: I agree with my tag team partner here Gingerdude, that match should've never taken place! You see, our insiders tell us that BK London did NOT sign a new deal with ACW until after the fiasco at Omega Effect took place. They also tell us that Jay Zero had yet to sign a new contract extension until after the match as well, meaning that neither men were contracted ACW wrestlers at the time!

Chairman Gingerdude: Who are these insiders?

Anthony Kalb: Don't you worry about that. The fact of the matter is this: we sent out a challenge to any ACW wrestler on the roster - and we were approached...

Kevin Fitsharris: - not to mention ambushed and blindsided!

Anthony Kalb: Yeah! That too! We were ambushed and blindsided by men who had no business being near an ACW ring. Therefore, since neither men were ACW wrestlers at the time - they should not have been eligible to win the Tag Team Championships. Therefore, we suggest that both Jay Zero and BK London should be stripped of the tag team championships immediately, and it be awarded BACK to us - The Capitalists.

Fitsharris puts his arm around the shoulder of Kalb, and almost simultaneously the two smile - creating a picture perfect image for the Chairman to look at and consider in this deal. Meanwhile, the fans aren't exactly agreeing with the sentiments of the former Tag Team Champions. In fact, they totally disapprove of it. The pair continued to be booed by the fans in the arena, while Chairman Gingerdude contemplates their suggestion.

Chairman Gingerdude: So what you're saying is that I should strip the tag team champions of the titles because they weren't ACW wrestlers at the time of the match?

Anthony Kalb: Absolutely!

Kevin Fitsharris: You got it!

Chairman Gingerdude: Hmm, well I've taken your idea under consideration. And I believe that -

ITS AMAZING!

SO AMAZING!

ITS AMAZING!

SO AMAZING!

"Amazing" by Kanye West continues to bang hard through the speakers and the fans are overjoyed by the appearance of one half of the Tag Team Champions, BK London. London appears on the stage, attired in his wrestling gear for the first time in a long time, and he makes his way down to the ring with the support from the fans and the leers of his Omega Effect opponents. London grabs the microphone from the steel steps, and he slides into the ring and removes his championship belt from around his waist and slings it over his shoulder.

BK London: Anybody ever tell you how much you guys suck?

Massive pop for the Tag Team Champion while both members of The Capitalists don't look too happy with that comment.

BK London: You just can't admit that you lost, ONE - TWO - THREE. Whether or not we were contracted, the fact of the matter is I won - and I think that's reason enough for me to be tag team champion. Now, if you want a rematch for the tag team championships - you'll have to earn it like everyone else, because I have no intention to hold some open challenge like you guys did. I -

Just as London interrupted Gingerdude moments ago, the sound of Jay Zero's theme "Crack A Bottle Instrumental" by Eminem blasts through the PA system to a mixed reaction from the crowd. London turns his head towards the stage, where he sees essentially his "tag team partner" making his way through the curtain at the top of the ramp. Zero has a microphone in his hand, and before he can even make it to the ring he begins speaking his mind.

Jay Zero: No, -- no, no, shut the music off! Shut it up! [/b]

The needle scratches on the record, literally, and Zero continues to talk as he adjusts the Tag Team Championship on his shoulder and continues to walk down the ramp.

Jay Zero: What is this? Huh? All this "I" stuff, London? Where the hell is that exactly coming from, huh? Last time I checked, I, aka Jay Zero was the one to pin these nobodies to win us these titles - hell, even better, I'm the one that went out of my way to save your ass from getting a beat down on the grandest stage of them all! How about for just a second in your life, you put the ego aside and give a little credit where credit is due?[/b]

By this time, Jay Zero has already reached the ring and he stands only a few feet from both his Omega Effect opponents and his Winter's Discontent rival. None of them look too happy with the presence of Zero in this conversation.

BK London: Give you a little credit? Let's get this straight right now Zero, I didn't need your help. I had these ass clowns right where I wanted them before you got involved, ok? I don't want your help to defend my title, nor do I need your help to defend these titles. Got it?

Jay Zero: Oh, is that so? Right where you wanted them huh? So what, you wanted these two on top of you, busting your jaw up?! Cause from where I was standing, that's all I saw - cause then again, that's exactly what was happening! If it weren't for me, you'd be back in your retirement home right now old man! [/b]

London takes a step further towards the face of Jay Zero, and it seems we're going to have a replay of what happened at Omega Effect V prior to the Tag Team Title win. However, The Capitalists interject.

Anthony Kalb: See Ginger?! These men can't get along long enough to be Tag Team Champions, it just another reason why you should take my advice and strip THEM of the tag team titles - and award them back to the best tag team in ACW TODAY, The Capitalists.

Fitsharris pats Kalb on his back in approval of what he said, and the two stand cool calm and collected. London and Zero collectively stare at the tag team across the ring, but not as a tag team - as two seperate entities, who share one common link - the Tag Team Championships. Could they co-exist? Or were they doomed from the start? But their fate lies in the hand of the decision by Chairman Gingerdude.

Chairman Gingerdude: Alright alright, that's enough! The fact of the matter is that I have made my decision, and the decision is that....

Dramatic pause.

Chairman Gingerdude: ....the decision is that The Capitalists do have a point, and it wasn't fair for them to face non-contracted ACW wrestlers, therefore - I am going to have to strip both BK London and Jay Zero of the ACW Tag Team Championships!

Both Jay Zero and BK London are shocked at this decision, even though they shouldn't be with both their storied rivalries with Chairman Gingerdude. This announcement and decision garners massive heat from the crowd and Gingerdude walks over to the Tag Team Champions and sticks his hands out to recieve the Tag Team Titles from the now former Tag Team Champions.

BK London and Jay Zero look at one another briefly, exchanging glares, and London quickly hands over his Tag Team Title to Gingerdude - not exactly happy with the decision. Zero, who also isn't fond of this decision, hands the belt over to Gingerdude as well - and the two exchange glances at one another briefly. Meanwhile, on the other side of the ring both Fitsharris and Kalb are ready to recieve back their Tag Team Championships. They're dusting off their shoulders to have a nice clean spot for the Tag Team Titles, but they are about to realize that what they want isn't exactly what they're going to get.

Chairman Gingerdude: ...BUT, you two will have the opportunity to regain these Tag Belts.

Kevin Fitsharris: ....say what?

Chairman Gingerdude: ...you see, I just got another idea. Instead of just awarding you guys back the Tag Team Titles, I'm going to give you guys the opportunity to back up your claim as the best Tag Team in all of ACW. For the first time ever, the ACW Tag Team Titles will be decided in a Best of 5 Series! Whoever wins the most matches out of 5 contests, will be awarded these vacant Tag Team Championships - and just to make things interesting, there will be a surprise twist to each of these matches.

Everyone looks puzzled to as what these surprised twists are, but they're about to be informed very soon.

Chairman Gingerdude: In fact, I'm about to let you guys in on the first twist right now. The first twist is that the first match in your Best of 5 Series is.....RIGHT NOW! Get me a referee and ring the bell!

[Jonny Spade]

Impromptu Match: BK London and Jay Zero vs. The Capitalists - Match 1 of Best of 5 Series (Credit: BK London)

'Fast' Eddie Edison: Ladies and Gentlemen, we are back here on Thursday Night Meltdown - and if you missed it, just before the break Chairman Gingerdude made a shocking announcement!

Max McNally: Shock would be an understatement Edison, Chairman Gingerdude made an earth shattering announcement. First, he stripped both BK London and Jay Zero of the tag team titles - and now both The Capitalists and the team of Zero and BK London are duking in the first of best of five series to crown new champions! Can you believe it?

'Fast' Eddie Edison: Well I'm pretty much forced to McNally. Over the commercial break the action started, and it has been Jay Zero all this match!

Indeed the tag team match is already on it's way and the two legal men in the ring are Jay Zero and Anthony Kalb. Zero manages to irish whip the former Fallout Champion into the corner before racing towards him full speed to deliver a hellacious maneuver. Zero connects with a shoulder thrust right to the abdomen before pulling out of the corner and taking a few steps backwards. With all the time away, it doesn't seem like the former ACW Heavyweight Champion has lost a step or shows any signs of ring rust, but as the match goes on - time will tell. Kalb is still in the corner, writhing in pain after that huge shot with the broad shoulders of Zero - and now Zero sizes Kalb up again. Fitsharris on the apron attempts to warn Kalb of the oncoming attack, but it doesn't seem as if his message is being relayed to his tag team partner. Zero races forward and looks to strike with a massive knee to the face, but Fitsharris takes matters into his own hands and he runs down the apron and pulls his tag team partner out of harm's way.

'Fast' Eddie Edison: Did you see that?

Max McNally: Great tag team work by The Capitalists is what I saw.

'Fast' Eddie Edison: If Jay Zero had conencted with that knee, I would like to have think that Kalb would've been knocked out senseless. Fitsharris just saved the match for his partner.

Max McNally: And that's more than we can say for BK London and Jay Zero, Zero looks hurt in the ring and London isn't even trying to reach out for the tag. How are these teams going to co-exist?

'Fast' Eddie Edison: Well they better, or The Capitalists are going to tear these two apart.

Kalb drops down to one knee, and the referee Keiji Makabe screams at Fitsharris to return to his corner and grab his tag rope, but the risk was well worth it in Kevin's eyes. Zero drops down to the mat almost instantly and he holds his knee in pain, but he doesn't seem to be crawling to his corner for the tag that BK London is hoping for. Instead, he tries to climb back to his feet on his own, and with the help of the ropes he is successful. Kalb tags in his partner, and Fitsharris enters the ring and immediately goes after the leg of Zero with a chop block that sends Zero right back down to the mat. Screaming in pain, Zero drops back down to the mat and now Fitsharris - like a man possessed, goes after that injured knee. An elbow drop right to the joint brings a smile to Kalb, meanwhile BK London looks unphased by the whole situation. Another elbow drop to the knee prompts another cry out in pain by Zero, and then another, and then another. It appears the former Tag Team Champions The Capitalists have been training hard over this break with The Senator, hoping to regain their titles back - and thus far it is paying off. With Zero unable to rise back up, Fitsharris sees the perfect opportunity to lock in the Figure Four Leg Lock which gets quite a bit of Wooooo's from the crowd as Fitsharris channels is inner Naitch.

Fitsharris turns to lock in the Figure Four Leg Lock, but quickly Zero uses his free leg to launch Fitsharris into the corner - creating some distance between the two hopefully long enough for him to recover, or make the tag. Fitsharris flies jaw first into the top turnbuckle, and he drops down to the mat - holding his jaw in pain and there are quite a bit of BK chants circulating throughout the arena. The former ACW Champion seems to have grown quite popular amongst the ACW fans in the past two weeks, but he doesn't appear to be reaching out for the tag - and Zero doesn't appear to be going for one either. Once again, Zero attempts to fend for himself and he rises back up to a vertical base using the ropes - and he awaits for Fitsharris to do so as well. Fitsy eventually makes his way back up to his feet and he is irish whipped into the ropes, and Zero bends over hoping to score with a back body drop - but he recieves a huge kick to the chest. Zero now clutches his chest in pain, and Fitsharris scores with a major dropkick to the already injured knee - and Zero goes down. Fitsharris picks the ankle of Zero and pulls him over to his corner where he tags in Anthony Kalb, who standing in at 6 foot 5 and two-hundred and forty five pounds could do quite a bit of damage.

Max McNally: And Kalb is tagged back into this match.

'Fast' Eddie Edison: Quick and nice tag to Kalb, and it looks as if he's going to pick up right wher his partner left off - working on the left knee of Jay Zero.

Max McNally: Zero's gonna have to find some way to make a tag or he's gonna be forced to tap out.

Kalb isn't much of a submission expert, or uses tons of weardown holds, but he's smart enough to know that he should continue attacking the knee of Zero - and he does. He picks up Jay Zero and takes him back down with a Dragon Screw before picking up the leg of Zero. A single leg boston crab is applied by the former Fallout Champion, and Zero tries to conceal the amount of pain he is in - but he can't hold it in any longer. With a big man applying such a hold, it's going to be harder to get out of - or crawl to the ropes. After being in the hold for somewhere near 30 seconds, Kalb turns Zero right back on his back and now locks in a grapevine on that single injured leg. With his height, it's easy for him to make the tag from the ground - and now Fitsharris re-enters the match. This sound tag team strategy keeps both men fresh while isolating one of the opponents, all while proving how formidable of a tag team The Capitalists are. Fitsharris enters the ring and heads up to the middle turnbuckle, where he drops a huge forearm right down on the injured knee of Jay Zero. Zero clutches his left knee in pain while Kalb rolls under the bottom rope to the outside and returns to his corner as Makabe, the referee, ordered.

Fitsharris makes the first pin attempt of the match, it's so far unsuccessful as Zero manages to get his shoulder up right after two. And now Fitsharris pounds away at the knee, before pulling him back to the corner. Another tag is made, and Kalb re-enters the ring and shows off that he can pull off another submission from deep deep in his arsenal. Pulling Zero to the ring, he appears to be setting up for an Argentine Leglock in which some refer to as the Stretch Muffler.

'Fast' Eddie Edison: The Stretch Muffler? Man, I haven't seen that hold applied in years - Kalb is really punishing the knee of Jay Zero!

The pain is almost too much for Zero to handle, but he refuses to submit - instead, it seems like he's fading out. His eyes roll to the back of his head almost, and his body seems to be going limp and Fitsharris is loving every second of it. BK London, who has seen no action in this match thus far, continues his neutral attitude towards this situation - and it seems as if he's kissing this match in the Best of 5 Series for the Tag Team Titles goodbye.

The referee Keiji Makabe lifts up Zero's arm, and it flops down almost immediately and he signals for the 1 count. He repeats the same process, and it flops down for the second time, and he lets loose the 2 count. Makabe lifts Zero's arm up for the third time - but out of nowhere, and huge boot comes and strikes Kalb right in the face. The crowd is absolutely estatic for the illegal interference by BK London, and Makabe forces the Grand Slam Champion back to his corner while Kalb attempts to recover from the move.

Max McNally: Finally, BK London decides to step in and take the win for his team! It's about time!

'Fast' Eddie Edison: I'm not sure if it it was to save his team or not, I think it's more of BK London wanting an opportunity to get his hands on Kalb and Fitsharris.

Kalb eventually recovers and rolls over to his corner where he makes the tag to Kevin Fitsharris - who quickly enters the ring and picks the ankle of Zero. Zero however rolls onto his back and manages to kick Fitsharris away. Fitsharris is launched nearly halfway across the ring, and the former ACW Champion Jay Zero now turns on his stomach and begins crawling towards his corner. BK London is reaching out for the tag to hopefully save this match for him and his partner, but something inside tells Zero to stay in the match. As much as his body is telling him to tag out, more specifically his knee, this pride is telling him to stay in this match and win the match solely for his team. He can't stand the thought of counting on BK London to win this match, it would be unbearable for him. Zero begins to get up on his own, and he head back towards Fitsharris - which gets a mixed reaction from the crowd and a very bad reaction from BK London himself. Zero grabs Fitsharris and irish whips him towards the ropes, but Fitsharris instead counters the irish whip attempt and sends the 2008 Emperor of the Ring into the ropes. Fitsharris anticipates Zero coming back, in which he hopes to land a hip toss, but BK London has other ideas in mind.

Grabbing Zero by the little hair that he has left, he stops his former Tag Team champion partner in his tracks and tags himself in. Zero is completely puzzled, not exactly sure to what has happened - but he sees the referee sanction the tag and London enters the ring as the freshest man in the match.

'Fast' Eddie Edison: And BK London, albeit forced, has tagged himself into this match - and he has yet to see any action.

Max McNally: This doesn't look good for the former Tag Team Champions, The Capitalists. BK London has been stewing on the apron, and he's ready to get his hands on them. If I were them, I'd run for cover!

A clothesline to Fitsharris. And another, and another before landing a dropkick square in his chin. Anthony Kalb sees fit to get involved, but he recieves a back body drop for his troubles - and as he gets up, London sends him over the top rope with a massive clothesline. London sets his sights right back on Fitsharris, who is returning to his feet - and the former champ sizes him up. He goes for the MedEvil London - which is widely known as Shelton's Paydirt - but Fitsharris pushes him off, countering it. Fitsharris then goes for a clothesline, but London ducks under it and grabs the waist lock and clasps his hand before drilling him with a German Suplex. With the grip firmly in tight, BK London rises up again and drills Fitsharris with another German Suplex, and another - and another - leaving Fitsharris absolutely motionless in the center of the ring after four German Suplexes.

'Fast' Eddie Edison: FOUR - COUNT'EM - FOUR HIGH AND TIGHT GERMAN SUPLEXES!

Max McNally: Daaaangeroussss!!!!

Kipping up, London gets quite the pop from the crowd and he now heads over towards the corner where he begins to tune up the band with much support from the crowd. The people are stomping in unison with BK London, and it looks as a win might be near as Fitsharris has no idea what is going on.

But on the corner of the screen, Jay Zero - bad knee and all pulls himself up to a vertical base using the ropes and tags himself into the match just as London did earlier.

Max McNally: What in the HELL is Jay Zero doing? They had this match won!

'Fast' Eddie Edison: I also don't agree with the logic of the former World Champion Jay Zero, but it seems like he wants to be the one to get the pin in this match.

London is puzzled and confused, similar emotions that Zero was feeling - and now Zero hobbles into the ring and he picks up Fitsharris for the Absolute Zero. London however grabs the motionless body of Fitsharris and pulls him off the shoulders of Zero before turning him around himself. A screaming match goes on between the two as London would like some answers on what Jay Zero is actually doing, but it's interrupted once Anthony Kalb re-enters the ring. Kalb races towards BK London as he has his back turned, but Zero pushes London out the way and takes the entire blow of the huge Lariat that almost turns him inside out. BK London, still confused over what happens, decides to score with a major Yakuza Kick from Hell of his own that sends Kalb over the top rope to the outside. London then uses the ropes to slingshot himself over the top and he takes out Kalb with a Flipping Senton. Both London and Kalb are out on the floor below, and Kevin Fitsharris is the only moving competitor in the match to pick up the pieces. He crawls on over to Jay Zero, and lays his arm over his chest as Makabe slides on over to count.

'Fast' Eddie Edison: That's gotta be it! There's no way Zero's getting up from that!

Max McNally: This one's finished Edison, and The Capitalists are going to lead the seri- WHAT?!

'Fast' Eddie Edison: Jay Zero kicked out! Jay Zero kicked out!

But Zero manages to kick out right before three, and Fitsharris begins to ask himself what will it take to defeat Jay Zero and BK London tonight. He picks himself up, and now goes for Jay Zero before looking for the Exchange Drop. The High Angle Fisherman Buster appears to be going without a hitch, but London re-enters the ring and scores with a Shades of Michaels on Fitsharris.

Max McNally: Daaaaangerouss!

'Fast' Eddie Edison: Shades of Michaels out of nowhere! Gosh, I haven't seen one hit that hard in ages!

Makabe has had enough, and he gets in the face of BK London to return to his corner all while Zero has rolled up Fitsharris in a Small Package after the move. With the referee distracted, Kalb rolls into the ring and he adjusts the position of both men, so it is Fitsharris who is pinning Jay Zero.

Kalb then goes after BK London, and both men take their brawling to the outside while Makabe focuses on what's going on in the ring. Makabe makes the count, and Zero kicks out....but it's just one second too late after the three count is made.

Phillip: ...and the winner of this match, and leading 1 - 0 in the Best of Five Tag Team Championship series, The Capitalists!

"Hail to the Chief" sounds through the speakers and Kalb quickly pulls the nearly motionless Fitsharris out of the ring, before pulling him up towards the ramp to make their escape. The ACW fans aren't happy with the wins that The Capitalists scored over the formidable pair of World Champions, and neither are their opponents themselves.

BK London sits by the steel steps on the outside, watching as The Capitalists make their way up the ramp - flaunting their 1 - 0 advantage in the series. Jay Zero is also in the ring, arguing with the referee about what happened in the ring and he isn't exactly pleased with the way things went either. London glares over at his "tag team partner" and he scowls at Zero before making his way to the back.

Fade Out.

[Jonny Spade]

Internet Hate Machine
Rep

The ACW-Wrestling.com 24/7 video feed cuts to Kevin "The Internet" Anderson, standing at the side of the ACW entrance way. The arena is empty, half of the lights are off, and the gimmick table workers are packing up their merchandise.

Kevin Anderson: Welcome to the ACW-Wrestling.com Omega Effect post-show. The show has gone off the air just a few short hours ago, and most of the wrestlers have left. The fans are long gone, and even the staff have already left to their hotel rooms. All but one wrestler... Rep. He's still here. In fact, he's been sitting in the same place for over an hour now. He's doing... nothing. He's just sitting. Get a good shot of him, he's right over there.

The camera moves slightly to the left and zooms in on Rep, about thirty feet away. He sits on the ground, with his back to the wall, right beside the entrance way. To his right is the pyro machine, which controls all of the event's pyro. He wears a leather jacket and torn jeans, under the jacket he wears a black shirt with the Human Torch on the front.

Kevin Anderson: There he is. The guy who just burned Vortex's face only a few hours ago. Now... if I were Barbara Walters or Larry King, I wouldn't have the guts to go over there and speak to him. But I'm the INTERNET, fool! Let's go.

Kevin takes a deep breath and begins his walk over to Rep, who stares off blindly. As Kevin approaches, Rep snaps out of his trance and looks up at The Internet, and smiles.

Kevin Anderson: Rep. No time for nonsense, my friend. I and everyone watching want to know wh-

Rep interrupts Kevin's question with snickering. He grabs Kevin's arm and drags him to the floor beside him. He pulls his arm close with the microphone, and his uncharacteristic smile remains.

Rep: Oh, Kevin. Stay a while... and listen.

Rep snickers again after mocking Vortex, and as his laugh comes to an end, he smiles and stares off camera.

Rep: Fun... Kevin, there are things running through my head. None of them are fun, none of them are funny. Why do I laugh?

Kevin Anderson: I... don't know.

Rep grins and puts his arm around Kevin's head and pulls him in towards his chest.

Rep: Miracles are happening as we speak...do you hear it?

Kevin Anderson: *muffled* Hear what?

Rep: The heart beat...

Kevin Anderson: ...I don't know!

Rep: Kevin... why is it that some people set out intentionally to ruin other people's fun?

Kevin Anderson: I...I don't know!

Rep: Some people... some people hate to see others have a good time. Some people hate to see others make something of themselves. In a sky full of people, there are always some who refuse to fly. Why?

Kevin Anderson: Please... let me go!

Rep: You know what they say about fire, Kevin?

Kevin Anderson: If you play with it, you get burned?

Rep: Yes! Tonight was no different, Kevin! Vortex was playing with me... and he got burned. The difference between my love for fire... and his playing... is that I don't play with fire. I control it! Like a puppeteer. Right, Alex?

Kevin Anderson: ...YES?

Rep: Do you know who else played with fire?

Kevin Anderson: Who?

Rep: Thunderkiss! Remember him?

Kevin Anderson: What? Are you saying that you set Thunderkiss on fire?

Rep: No, no, no.

Kevin Anderson: Oh, thank goodness.

Rep: You won't be seeing him around here anymore.

Rep begins another rendition of hard laughter that echoes through the arena.

Kevin Anderson: You had those minions of yours set him on fire, didn't you!? Is he dead!?

Rep: Oh, no. We are not murderers, Kevin. We simply... persuaded Thunderkiss to leave out of ACW. We're cleansing the main event palette, Kevin. ONE DOWN, FOUR TO GO!

Rep maniacally laughs again.

Kevin Anderson: You're insane! Insane!

Rep: Insanity... a perfectly rational adjustment to an insane world! Our old Thunderkiss... he will be missed by the fans. He will not be missed, however, within the locker room of the Road Steelers. It was simply justice, Kevin. The man became too big for his britches, he needed to be shown the door.

Kevin Anderson: He was one of our BIGGEST stars! What have you DONE?

Rep: It's all for the good of us, Kevin. All in the name of justice. All in the name of The Reprobate being one step closer to the World Heavyweight Championship. Can you feel it, Kevin? I could feel it. I could feel it when I held that flash paper in my hands and set Vortex's face aflame. Better days ahead. It's alright. It's alright. It's gonna be alright.

Rep lowers his head and begins to rub Kevin's forehead, seemingly attempting to settle him down. His pleas of "It's alright" echo through clenched teeth in to oblivion as we fade out from the scene of Rep calming the very uncomfortable Kevin Anderson.

[Jonny Spade]

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Jack Jefferson vs. Chris Phenomenal--Entertainment Title Match
Chris Phenomenal
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This match was sure to be fire with the sudden resurgence of Jack Jefferson and Chris Phenomenal coming off a big win at Omega Effect. Something had to give as these two superstars came toe to toe. An X-factor however in the match would be the role of BJ Jefferson at ringside. With Carter Donovan in charge and not the more experienced Raymond Allen Flemming, would he be able to get involved in the match.

The Beginning

The match started off surprisingly with a collar and elbow tie up, even with Jefferson conceding a half foot and nearly fifty pounds. Jefferson however had it well played, taking hold of the arm of Chris and ducking back with a hammerlock utilizing his speed advantage. Chris clasped his shoulder grabbing hold of the hand of Jefferson and then all of the sudden quickly grabbing hold and taking him down with an ippon seionage and immediately setting to work with a reverse chin lock. Jefferson was nary afraid of the manoeuvre, taking his time and making his way to his feet and then stamping the feet of Chris Phenomenal before delivering a knee lift and then a deep arm drag of his own before putting Chris into the same reverse chin lock he had just used.

McNally: Crafty move by Jefferson there against the larger Chris Phenomenal.

Chris like Jefferson was stoic and worked his way to a solid base, a reverse elbow allowed him room to operate, eventually breaking free following a European uppercut before flooring Jefferson with his patented jab combo, polishing him off with the discus right hand. Chris was quick to hook the leg with BJ at ringside pounding the mat ordering Jefferson to kick out which he did after just a one count.

Edison: Brilliant opening for this match here showcasing just what wrestling is all about.

The Midde

Chris pulls Jefferson up to his feet and then takes him down with a cravate but doesn’t go into a chinlock like usual instead resorting to a crude modified head scissors takedown, something you wouldn’t expect out of Chris but it works as he ends up with Jefferson in a crucifix type pinning predicament, Donovan is forced to slide into position as BJ Jefferson looks on concerned as his hand falls once, twice but not a third time drawing a relieved look from BJ as Jack pushes the leg of Chris off allowing him to roll to his feet, beating Chris and connecting with a drop kick to the knee which drops Chris to the other, and then allows Jefferson to connect with a shining wizard.

McNally: Beautiful combination there from Jack Jefferson.

Jefferson is quick to cover Chris as BJ looks excited at ringside, the Entertainment title looking like it’s going to become the new centerpiece of the Jefferson’s dinner table. Carter slides into count the fall but only gets two as Chris has grown quite fond of having the belt around his waist. Jefferson goes for another spontaneous cover with a lateral press but once again Chris kicks out, this time at one as Jefferson finally relents allowing Chris to his feet.

Edison: Jefferson is really taking it to Chris now.

The Finish

Jefferson goes to hit Chris with a European uppercut but Chris is able to pare it, turning Jefferson in the process and allowing Chris to deliver a vicious forearm shot to the kidneys which gets the attention of Jefferson causing him to turn right into a European uppercut of Chris. Chris then goes to whip Jefferson into the ropes but is reversed sending him right towards BJ Jefferson who oblivious to the fact that Carter Donovan is watching closely sticks out his hands and trips up Chris Phenomenal sending him to the canvas. The obvious outside interference leaves Donovan no choice but to call for the bell as BJ Jefferson looks on in shock, and Jack Jefferson at BJ with malice in his eyes. Chris slams his fist on the mat as BJ jumps into the ring and goes to talk to his brother as Chris rolls out and is presented with his title belt by Carter Donovan. Chris doesn’t even allow his arm to be raised instead throwing Carter to the ground and walking off in disgust as Phillip Jones announces the decision.

The Decision

Winner via Disqualification, and still ACW ENTERTAINMENT CHAMPION…Chris Phenomenal.

[Jonny Spade]

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I‘m Fuckin‘ Pissed
Chris Phenomenal and Andrew Black
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Chris Phenomenal stumbles through the curtain, his entertainment title around his shoulder after his disqualification victory over Jack Jefferson. One would presume that he’d be happy with retaining his belt but not Chris Phenomenal who grabs a trash can and sends it flying halfway down the hallway. Compounding things is the man who comes up behind him, the everlasting annoyance known as Kevin “the internet” Anderson. Chasing him down the hall Kevin begins to quiz Chris who appears to be not interested in giving him the time of day.

Kevin Anderson: Chris…Chris, you just retained your entertainment title yet you seem quite perturbed. Why is that?

Chris stops on a dime and turns to glare at Kevin Anderson. Instead of turning away however, Chris gives him a straight answer.

Chris Phenomenal: You want to know why I seem “perturbed” Kevin? It’s because every other match I seem to have ends in with some bullshit like we just witnessed. A week before Omega Effect V I take on Jason Freeman with his TV Title on the line and he walks away with the victory, but only as a resort of cheating. You look at before that the last time I lost once again my opponent had to resort to some bull shit, and then the time before that, I lose because some chump ass referee said I was unconscious and declared my opponent the winner. I’ve worked so hard to prove that this title is going to be above that. That we’re going to not have to resort to hokey gimmicks instead we’re going to entertain our fans by putting on the best damn performance of our lives night in and night out. Tonight however some chump ass Blow Job Thomas J. Jefferson decides that he’s going to sink below that and try and cheat to get his brother the win, but he sucks, how fitting, and Carter Donovan caught him, and threw out the match handing me the victory by disqualification and it’s bull shit. I’m well beyond being perturbed Kevin, I’M FUCKIN’ PISSED!

Kevin looks at Chris, a bit fearful for his own safety, he goes to ask him another question but is cut off by the arrival of another man who was victorious at Omega Effect V, Andrew Black. Chris turns and looks at him, but before he can even form any words Andrew takes the microphone.

Andrew Black:[/b] You’re fuckin’ pissed, how rich. The way I look at it, you’ve got no right to be. You were able to sit on your high horse while I was forced into some stupid ass shit to get a chance at your entertainment title, which I didn’t get. I then go to Omega Effect V, beat Jack Jefferson and LyCoS and show just how dominant I can be. Finally I show up tonight, and get told that I don’t have a match which is fine, I still collect a check just by showing up, but then I find out the man I beat somehow has an Entertainment Title shot. What the fuck is this?

Chris goes to speak, his blood nearing the boiling point but Andrew Black is not going to let him get a word in edge wise.

Andrew Black:[/b] I’ll tell you what it is Chris. You’re afraid of me. You’ve got your devastating punch and your never say die attitude, but deep down you know that if you came up against me I’d knock you out and if that didn’t work, I’d make…you…tap.

That is enough for Chris who takes a big step forward and goes nose to nose with Andrew Black who despite giving up a half foot stands stoic in the face of Chris Phenomenal.

Chris Phenomenal: Let me tell you somethin’. If you want a shot at this belt, all you have to do is make an impact something you haven’t done. The only person you’ve beaten is half rhino, and likes to sit in the corner lickin’ his own ass. As far as I’m concerned you ain’t nothin’ yet.

Black stares back at Chrs, not flinching before giving him a small smirk.

Andrew Black;[/b] If you want an impact, I’ll make an impact and then I’ll take your entertainment title. Want to know why Chris?

Black pauses for a moment for a little bit of an added effect.

Andrew Black:[/b] Because I’m Untouchable.

With that Andrew backs away from Chris, gives him a curt nod before walking away as Kevin looks on but can’t stifle a small chuckle which draws the attention of a now furious Chris Phenomenal.

Chris Phenomenal: Kevin, you’ve got five seconds to get the fuck outta here.

The tone in Chris’ voice gives Anderson no pause to think as he scurries away as Chris looks on and the scene cuts away.[/font]












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"A Third Golden Opportunity" (Credit: Rattlesnake)

For Rattlesnake, a World Title opportunity doesn't come around very often. The last time he had one, Wyvern was the World Champion. That was at Seven Deadly Sins almost 2 years ago. 2 years is a long time to wait, but the wait is finally over.

Rattlesnake: I stand here with a chance...an opportunity. I have a shot at the new World Champion. It's not something everyone gets to have. But tonight, I get to have mine.

Back in 2007, Snake had two shots at the World Heavyweight Title. One was against Chance Emmerson, which due to complete avoidance, Snake cashed in his EOTR title shot to get Chance in the ring, but he fell short of his goal. The other time was against Wyvern. The man that turned his back first on the Senatorial Stable. It was a battle like they once had, but Wyvern shut down the Snake.

Both title shots happened while Snake was a part of the Senatorial Stable, but it was the shot against Wyvern that made Snake snap. Thinking it was a lack of trust, a returning Hunter resenting his relationship with Sarin, toss in some thoughts of no support from the rest of the Senatorialites and you'd be feeling like no one there has your back. That no one feels you are going anywhere. With those thoughts in mind, Snake did the only thing he could that he presumed was in his best interests. He turned his back on two of the oldest members of the Senatorial Stable, Senator and Hunter.

Was it the right decision to make? Probably not as Snake has gone pretty much nowhere aside from being one half of the Tag Team Champions. With that in mind, it wasn't the best of ideas to leave, but what's done is done. Can't do anything about it now.

Rattlesnake: Tonight I finally have a chance to do what many hope and dream for, to walk out as the World Champion. It's been my mission since I set foot in ACW. To become the World Champion is to accomplish one of the most hard-fought goals ever. Not very many get to where I've been and a few of those people that do get there manage to surpass where I am. It's a hard thing to swallow. But ultimately, I know that my time is coming.

Only the best of the best can truly say that they were World Champions. One could easily stand where Snake stands, cut some off the wall promo about how he's going to beat you and how you're not going to win, but that's not what he does, at least not completely.

Rattlesnake: Sometimes you have to make a sacrifice in order to get what you're after. I've made plenty of sacrifices in the past. I almost got one thing I was after, Yoko's streak. I came within an eyelash of defeating the one person that very few have. Everyone saw it. And while I did lose, the effort I made in the ring made me realize one thing. I'm not going anywhere.

Rattlesnake starts pacing around, clenching his fists.

Rattlesnake: I finally see what I was meant to do here. I truly was destined for greatness. My time is finally coming. It may be today. It may be tomorrow. It may be next week. But one thing's for sure...one thing's certain...I'm going to get what I deserve. One day I'm going to stand in the middle of the ring and all the hard work, all of the accolades I've received to this point won't even matter. To win the big one, that's all that matters. I won't deny myself this time.

Rattlesnake continues to fire himself up, to get him ready for the biggest encounter he's had for some time.

Rattlesnake: I may have lost to a number of former ACW World Champions and I might lose tonight, but I know that deep down, I can finally lay a claim to what I truly want, to what I truly deserve. That's my resolve.

Rattlesnake smirks.

Rattlesnake: Be wary Senator. A revolution is coming...courtesy of the Revolutionary.

Rattlesnake laughs for a second.

Rattlesnake: But don't worry, after tonight is all said and done, you can look back on this night and tell all of you friends that being defeated by the Snake prompted your new career. After all, it's not hard to say "It's Time to Play the Feud." And you know something Senator, once people see you in front of that podium, they'll wonder just who in the hell you are. But that's alright. Just remember to work on your "Survey says..." and you'll do just fine.

Rattlesnake tries to hold back his own laughter. He regains his composure.

Rattlesnake: I'll see you out in the ring. Don't disappoint me.

Rattlesnake walks off. Maybe he'll prove that the third time's a charm. It has to be, right?

[Jonny Spade]

C O N G R A T U L A T I O N S

to a dear friend in retrospect[/center][/font]

Credit: Rena & Senator

We open up to the night of Omega Effect, where a weary Senator Steve Phillips, "Textbook" Tim Dwight, Mr. Nobunaga, The Capitalists, and former Fallout Commissioner Biff Taylor sit in the booth of a local twenty-four hour diner, namely, Biff's Roadhouse. As Kalb shuts his cellphone, he nods to Fitsharris and smiles.

Kalb: I think we ought to go, it's getting late.

Fits: Yeah *fake yawns* I'm getting tired.

Biff: Aww, shuddup, the night's still young!

Dwight: If I were home, I'd be putting the kids to bed by now, that is, if they weren't too busy trying to drive me crazy.

Nobunaga: Poor dicipline is bad for children, I would teach my kids proper dicipline with my kendo stick if they acted up.

Kalb: Man, I just want to go to sleep.

Senator: On the night I win the ACW Championship, all you two can think about it going to bed? This is our celebration!

Fits: Don't worry, we can celebrate tomorrow! Besides, we lost our belts, not like we're in that sorta mood. Then again, there's always a reason for a good party!

Kalb: Yeah, we can go to-

Fits: Disneyland!

Kalb: No.

Fits: Damn, you never let me go there.

Senator: Alright, I'll get the check-

Fits: NO!

Senator: What?

Kalb: Stay here, it'll be fine.

Dwight: Yeah, I didn't sacrifice my Monday evening to eat and run, the goofballs might have a point.

Senator: I hardly think that...

Fits: It'll be cool, calm down. We're just going to head out and you stay here for a little bit.

Kalb: Yeah, we'll see you tomorrow.

Senator: But I don't understa-

Kalb: Just stay, okay?

Senator: Fine.

Fits: Congrats again, boss, you're the man.

Kalb: Yeah, you deserve it. Really!

Senator: Thank you.

Biff: Umm, Textbook, Cowabunga...

Nobunaga: Call me that again, and lose your left arm.

Biff: Uh, why not go head on over and check out security vids! Cruiser Khan told me there was a hellava fight earlier today during the event, lotsa blood an' everything!

As both "boys" left, and the men took off as well, a waitress came over to fill Senator's empty cup of coffee. She smiled lightly and asked him if he wanted anything else, but he refused. He began to count the holes in the back of the booth across from him when he looked up to see Rena opening the diner door. He smiled, getting up slowly as she eyed around and found him.

Senator: H-

He barely got a word out before she came barreling towards him, jumping on him and wrapping her legs around his body. He winced, dropping her slowly so as to not completely lay out on the floor.

Senator: Ouch, that would be a bruise you just aggrivated.

Rena: Sorry babe. CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!!!!!

Senator: Thank-

Rena: Excuse me, everyone! Do you know who this man is?

Senator: Rena.

Rena: THIS IS STEVE FUCKING SENATOR, AND HE'S THE NEW ACW CHAMPION!

There is silence as the patrons stare at Rena's antics but after a moment's pause the crowd went back to normal talking amongst themselves.

Senator: Rena, sit.

Rena: Alright.

Senator: So, how did everything go?

Rena: OH! I forgot to tell you! Okay, so BRYCE shows up in my office-

Senator: He escaped? Cannot say that I am displeased at that turn of events.

Rena: Yes, and then we start fighting and I accidentally shot him.

Senator: You what? Excuse me, did you just say what I thought you said?

Rena: Yeah, just like BAM out of nowhere. I didn't mean to, it kind of went off ... thought I killed him for a second but it was just a flesh wound and he passed out from the impact. Anyways, it's all cool now. Then I left the hospital to get some things from my office at the arena and I caught up with Steele and-

Senator: Jake Steele? That filthy miscreant? Gotta give him credit for the fight he took to me, but he is still a low life loser.

Rena: Yes, Jake Steele. Anyways-

Senator: Since when have you been talking to him?

Rena: Steve, like two seconds. I talked to him at the arena and then we went out for a bit.

Senator: So now you think he is well worth your time, eh?

Rena: Okay, calm down daddy.

Senator: Hey, I'm just asking.

Rena: Well I don't know what to tell you. He's a good guy, I felt bad for him ... he's lost a lot in one night. But his loss is your gain!

Senator: Correct on the latter point, not so much on the former, but I cannot think that you would benefit from affiliating with a man such as Jake Steele.

Rena: Babe, I'm a big girl. I can handle myself. I don't know, there seems to be something about him that he doesn't show many people, and-

Senator: and you want to figure out what it is.

Rena: Exactly!

Senator: Well, be careful!

Rena: Sennie, I will. Now let's talk about the match, I missed it.

Senator: Although my battle wounds might not betray it, the match itself almost felt like it was over in moments, and then...

the talking continued on as the camera begins to fade to black.

[fade]

[Jonny Spade]

Shit, Meet the Fan
Jack Jefferson


Jack Jefferson is not a happy man. To come close to winning and have the victory slip beyond your grasp is annoying enough as it is, especially in a title match, but to lose the match because someone else’s stupidity is just plain infuriating. This is exactly the humiliation that Jack has just had to suffer thanks to his brother’s error of judgement. He storms into his locker room whilst hurling his water bottle, which explodes upon impact, at the opposite wall. He roars as he kicks out, sending his coffee table flipping over. BJ jogs into the room as Jack kicks the table and looks terrified.

BJ: Look...

Jefferson: NO! Don’t give me some bullshit excuse – you cost me the title out there, plain and simple!

BJ: I know, and I’m sorry! I was just trying to help, to do what you taught me to.

Jefferson: I taught you to be clever, to fucking communicate what you were doing. I did NOT tell you to get seen by the ref did I?

BJ: ...

Jefferson: DID I?!

BJ: No, you didn’t! But, look, I didn’t do this on purpose. I’m sorry I cost you the match but getting all bent out of shape about it isn’t helping anyone, least of all you.

Jefferson: Oh shut the fuck up. Not helping anyone? If anyone isn’t helping anyone it’s you, you stupid cunt!

BJ looks genuinely hurt by this last comment and it seems to dampen Jack’s rage slightly. This gives BJ a small window of opportunity to diffuse the situation which he is able to spot and swiftly take before his brother’s temper flares back up again.

BJ: Well it won’t matter when we’re tag champs anyway and as for now we should do what we always do – get shitfaced. After all we need to celebrate my triumphant return!

He grins cheekily to let Jack know he was joking about the triumphant part. Jack nods without saying anything, he is clearly trying to hide the fact his brother has managed to penetrate his angry exterior and make him smile.


Fade to Black

[Jonny Spade]

Segment: Accepted (Credit:Freeman)

The camera fades in on the face of a man who just recently participated in what may one day be considered a classic match in ACW history. Jason Freeman is standing in front of the camera next to Kevin Anderson, an interview obviously about to be conducted. The crowd reaction is surprising; It may be a mixed reaction but there are certainly a notable number of cheers. Before Omega Effect this reaction would be unheard of.

Despite all of the things that Freeman has done, the reaction speaks for itself. Freeman has won the fans' respect after his match at Omega Effect. The reaction is surprising to even Freeman himself. He had gotten cheered after his match, but he did not realize that this was going to carry over. There is a moment where he seems completely taken aback. But then his face changes back to his usual expression.

Kevin: Two weeks after Omega Effect, I am here with Jason Freeman. Now, Freeman, you did not defeat Atomic Kitsune as you had hoped to do at the pay-per-view, but you did give quite the performance. It has been talked about many times over the break. It seems that many were impressed. How do you feel right now despite the fact that you did not emerge victorious?

Freeman: Well, I’ve got to say...I'm feeling pretty good.

He pauses and reflects over the past few weeks. His match at Omega Effect sticks in his mind…

Freeman: June was quite the interesting month for me. At Omega Effect, I proved to all of these fans, and to everybody in the back, that I was not to be looked down upon ever again. I went out at Omega Effect and delivered in what was in my opinion, the match of the night. Now, I may have lost that match, but yet at the same time…I won. I may not have completely accomplished my goal, but after that match I doubt AK will ever be wrestling again, and in that case I did what I set out to do in the first place.

More boos seep in as he begins to speak about his goal of ending AK, but Freeman’s comments were not enough to completely sway the crowd. They just get a bit quieter.

Freeman: But what I really set out to do was create an Omega Effect moment for myself. What I set out to do was solidify my status at the top of this company, and that I accomplished in full. So Thunderkiss won the Fallen Heroes battle royal, but look at what happened. I made the best of my situation, as I always do, and while I delivered a classic match against a legend, Thunderkiss lost his triple threat match without even being pinned and slunk out of this company with his tail between his legs. Well, another one bites the dust, and all that means is more room for me so good riddance to him. I didn’t need to win that battle royal at all, and because I didn’t, I was able to get arguably a bigger career boost than I could have gotten otherwise.

Things certainly worked out in the end. Freeman is a crafty man, and he was successful in this case. By exacting revenge for his loss against AK, he got a singles match at Omega Effect against a legend. Just being able to keep up with her was all he needed.

Kevin: Well, I don't think anybody is going to be doubting you anymore. What are your opinions on your career thus far, and the road to get to this point?

Freeman: Well as far as I'm concerned my career did not truly start until last October when I made my return to ACW. I was a new man, and a better man. The old Jason Freeman could never have been anything. I didn't have the right mindset. I knew what I had to do and I did it. Less than a year later and the memory of that old Jason Freeman is fortunately buried and dead.

Kevin: And now, of course, I have to ask you about tonight, when---

Freeman: This part is actually quite funny. Now a sense of humor may not be one of my strong points, but I actually laughed today. What was it that made me laugh? Well, it was when “the Senator” Steve Phillips made his way to the ring and began to run his mouth. Let me fill you guys in. I got home after Omega Effect, and at first I just rested. I had two weeks, and nothing going on in my mind, and I made the best of it. But by the second week, my mind started moving again. The gears started turning. Jason Freeman was plotting once more. I arrived here at this arena with one goal in mind. The ACW world title. I had figured out a strategy too. How to get Phillips to accept my challenge for his title. How to get him to bend to my will. After all, all I had to do was make it beneficial for him, or to make him think it was. And while the plan was not infallible, it was enough that I was confident I would be able to manipulate him sufficiently. And if I did not, I had numerous backup plans. I was a bit apprehensive however. It was not going to be easy. It took me hours to perfect it. And then…all of a sudden, I hear that Phillips is in the ring. I tuned in. After all, I needed to know what his mindset was, because I needed to know how to approach this…and what do I hear?

Freeman smirks to himself, and then begins to chuckle slightly.

Freeman: I could scarcely believe my ears! HE had the audacity to challenge ME! That’s right. The ACW CHAMPION decided to just walk up to me and offer me his belt on a silver platter. Now, I’m not complaining, but quite obviously he is too senile to even realize what he’s doing right now. My plan was unnecessary. I had wasted so much time! All I had to do to win myself a title shot was walk in the door. And here it is. HE told ME that I was going to face him at Seven Deadly Sins. If I thought things were going my way last month, they are FLYING my way now. The irony of the situation was amazing. Phillips, Phillips, Phillips…if you’d like an answer from me, then yes I would love to accept your challenge.

Kevin nods his head, as the match seems to be…official? This may be one of the quickest and easiest title match bookings in ACW history. It seems that at Seven Deadly Sins it is going to be Jason Freeman facing Steve Phillips. The fans cheer a bit, excited for the prospect of this match which shall certainly be a good one.

Kevin: Well, Freeman, Senator also had some words to say about you, and

Freeman: Ah, yes. I believe he referred to me as the biggest representation right now of all that is wrong with ACW. I only wish he had elaborated more, because quite frankly I don't know where exactly he is getting this notion from. I personally think that HE represents the biggest evil in this business.

Kevin: How so?

Freeman: Are you serious? You all heard my words to Atomic Kitsune. About how she was messing with the natural order by refusing to leave the ring for good and stay in retirement. The problem with Steve Phillips is that he doesn't even have a retirement to stay in. For some reason he stubbornly clings on to the business. The biggest evil in ACW is the man who just won't give up when it's time for him to give up his spot to somebody else. What did he say to me? That I latched onto his coattails and then tried to tug him down to my level or something like that? My Senatorial Stable days are a time I'd like to forget. I personally think that the Senator held me down in his going-nowhere stable for the better part of my career. Did I initially join for success? Absolutely I did, but I didn't latch onto his coattails. I thought being a member of a prestigious stable would help me in the long run, but it did nothing but hurt me. There's a reason every single person in that stable left. It wasn't until I left that I could fully shine.

Kevin: Well what do you think about his comments that---

Freeman: I don't believe I was finished Kevin. So am I so bad because I am a man who wants to do whatever it takes to succeed? I'm solely out for myself. That's what you need to do in the business we partake in. It's not like you're any different Phillips, but at least I'm able to admit it.

Kevin: So at Seven Deadly Sins, it seems you will be getting the chance of a lifetime...a world title shot. Something you have wanted your whole career, but have never had before. What are your chances of defeating the Senator?

Freeman shakes his head and glares at Kevin.

Freeman: What are my chances? I should point out that I have faced Phillips before and I have pinned him twice. Cleanly. In the middle of the ring. That just can't be disputed. Sure, he has defeated me, but I was half broken down in my mad training craze before Fallen Heroes. So when I was 100%, as I will be at Seven Deadly Sins, the Senator has never been able to defeat me. How then, does he expect to do it now? Tonight starts a new era in my career, and what better way to start then knowing that in just a month's time, I'm going to be world champion.

Suddenly Freeman snaps towards the camera, and his eyes are just cold, focused, and determined.

Freeman: Senator, I'm not stupid enough to think that I'm not going to have to bring my all in a month's time. I have been humbled sufficiently by failing at Omega Effect. I won't fail again. The next time you step in that ring with me, I WILL defeat you. That title is mine.

And with that Freeman turns and walks away, leaving Kevin to close out the interview as the camera fades out. Freeman seems a bit different after his match against AK, but just as dangerous. Maybe Senator has a harder challenge coming up then he thinks he does?

[Jonny Spade]

Segment: Gift (Credit: Michael Smart)

The scene opens up in a locker room, showing Daniel Smart working on collecting stuff in a bag. Michael Smart comes out of the door, wearing his in-ring tights and a white vest, a cell phone in his hand. He ends a phone call, putting the phone in the pocket of a jacket hanging from a nail. Daniel turns to him, looking slightly annoyed.

Daniel Smart: Alright, that's it. You've had way too many of those phone calls these last few weeks you don't allow me to hear for some reason. I think you owe me an explanation!

Michael looks at Daniel, keeping a calm expression.

Michael Smart: Oh, I've just been looking for a manager to replace you.

Daniel's eyes go wide, stopping what he's doing to and turning to Michael.

Daniel Smart: But... you can't...

Daniel suddenly gets angry, exploding at Michael.

Daniel Smart: No! I won't allow this! I challenge you to a match! You and me, in the ring! You win, I disappear, but I win, I'm your manager for the rest of your life! And I'll win! I'll show you!

Michael Smart: It was a joke, Daniel.

Daniel Smart: I'll knock all thoughts of replacing me out of your head and disfigure your face so bad no one else would want to be your manager! I'll make you cry so bad you won't dare show your face without me by your side ever again! I'll... what was that about a joke?

Michael Smart: I was just kidding, Dan, I'm not going to replace you.

Daniel Smart: Huh. Wait, you making a joke? Who are you and what have you done to my cousin?

Michael shrugs.

Michael Smart: I guess I've been hanging out with you too much.

Daniel Smart: So what were those phone calls really about?

Suddenly someone starts knocking on the door. Michael opens the door to find a stage hand holding something.

Stage hand: Here you go, mister Smart.

The stage hand hands Michael something that appears to be a big black piece of cloth. He then leaves, closing the door behind him, as Daniel looks on curiously.

Michael Smart: I've been making secret phone calls so that you wouldn't know about this before I showed it to you.

Michael unwraps the cloth to reveal that it's a t-shirt. The front has a picture of Michael and Daniel on it.

Michael Smart: This is our first ACW t-shirt!

Daniel's eyes widen for a second before he starts smiling.

Daniel Smart: Us together on the same shirt! That's awesome!

Daniel takes the shirt, admires it for a while, then puts it in his bag, closing the bag and picking it up on his shoulder.

Daniel Smart: Thanks a lot, cousin. Good luck on your match.

Daniel opens the door and is about to leave.

Michael Smart: Wait, where are you going?

Daniel looks back at Michael, a small mysterious smile on his face.

Daniel Smart: I'm going on a trip to become a new man.

With that cryptic message Daniel leaves, leaving Michael dumbfounded. He doesn't have the time to go after Daniel, however, as his match will start soon. He starts preparing for it as the scene fades to black.