Monday Night Warfare 13th July, 2009

[Commissioner Zero]

Saved.

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Match: Chris Phenomenal vs. Mystery Opponent - Credit: Rattlesnake

Will be posted upon delivery.

[Commissioner Zero]

Segment: INTERVIEW! (Credit: Train)

We open backstage in ACW with Kevin Anderson standing in front of a giant generic backround stage for these types of things. He adjusts his shirt and his microphone a bit and then clears his throat. He then proceeds to hold the microphone up to his mouth and begins talking.

Kevin Anderson: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, THUNDER TRAIN!

Boos from the crowd appear as Train steps forward in his wrestling gear. Even more boos once he is in the camera.

Kevin Anderson: Hello Train. Now my first questi--

Train covers the microphone that Kevin is holding with his hand. He then takes it from him.

Thunder Train: Wait a second Kevin. Do you hear that? Do you hear the boos that these people are giving me? I can't believe this hypocritical, parasitic fans are booing me. Why did me and Steele get booed for taking out the garbage that was Lee Homicide. It was obvious that he was bringing us down as a group. Anyone would have done the exact same thing in my position. These idiot fans are just too full of themselves to admit the truth. They are scared that if they do, they will be judged as a bad person. Well Kevin, I am NOT a bad person.....

Kevin Anderson: Riiiight...anyway...about my question. Last week, Jake Cheng returned and along with Dan White, Jonny Spade, Andrew Black and Michael Smart, drove you and Steele away from the ring. How do you feel about this?

Thunder Train: How do I feel? HOW DO I FEEL? All of them got involved in business that isn't theirs to begin with. Where do they get off becoming white knights for Lee? He didn't deserve it. And to be honest, it pissed me off! You can bet that when I see them again, it won't be the same as Thursday. I'm gonna run away because I'm being sneak attacked!

Kevin Anderson: They seem to have quite the number on you and Steele, if he is still around that is. Don't you feel a little threatened about the numbers?

Thunder Train: No, I couldn't care less if there was 100 of them. I got a plan that will change all of that. No matter what the numbers, the Train will be able to take them. But that won't be until Thursday. You see, I'm bringing back an old friend of mine that I haven't seen in a long time. With him by my side, the "Untouchables" will be very touchable.

Kevin Anderson: That sounds creepy....

Thunder Train: It is....

Kevin Anderson: Indeed it is.

Thunder Train: Are you doubting the creepiness of this?

Kevin Anderson: No, I'm actually a little scared right now just standing next to you.

Thunder Train: Yeah, being next to someone as great as me is probably very scary for a punk ass like you.

Kevin Anderson: Can we move on now? *Ahem* Have you spoken to Steele since last week? Rumors are saying hes left ACW. Can you comment on this?

Thunder Train: I don't know. I don't know where is he. Probably flipping burgers in a McDonalds or something. But like I said, I don't need him! The Train can do whatever he wants without him. I'm a newly inspired man Kevin. There is nothing that can stand in my way of COMPLETE. GLOBAL. SATURATION!

Kevin Anderson: Yeah.....

Thunder Train: Now, if you don't mind, I got a match that I need to go out and win. Goodbye, loser!

Train steps away from the camera but not before coming back and messing with the generic set for no reason. He pushes it over before yelling into Kevin's face. RAAAAWR he screams into the ears of Kevin. God, I'm really hungry right now as I type this. I want to go eat something but yesterday I threw up! I don't know why I did. It just sorta happened. I mean, it's not like I'm nervous about something. I mean right? Hahahaha.....yeah.....

Fade.

[Commissioner Zero]

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Thunder…
Chris Phenomenal
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Returning from commercial the ACW cameras scan the crowd before a riff hit’s the arena and the crowd begins to go absolutely nuts.

McNally: OH MY GOD HE’S BACK!!!

* "God of Thunder" by Iced Earth begins to bounce itself off of the arena speakers ... *

I was born on Olympus
To my father a son
I was raised by the demons
Trained to reign as the one ...

The lights dim and silhouettes from two strippers can be seen dancing on the side Alpha Tron screens. Thunderkiss' old video plays on the center one as the man himself makes his way through the entranceway.

God of thunder and rock and roll
The spell you're under
Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul

He stands atop of the ramp way looking down at his feet before looking out into the crowd for a moment with a smile on his face

Chris smiles as the crowd begins to jeer.

McNally: Of all the dirty rotten tricks we’ve seen over the years this one may just take the cake.

Edison: It’s ThunderChris.

DANNNGGEERRROOUUUSSSSS!!!!

ThunderChris flexes his muscles once before suddenly he lowers his body and sends his fist flying into the metal below. Upon this impact pyro lights up both sides of the ramp way creating a sea of hell fire to escort ThunderChris into the ring.

I am the lord of the wastelands
A modern day man of steel
I gather darkness to please me
And I command thee to kneel
Before the ...

ThunderChris takes his time coming to the ring as he lets the world know they wait for him and him alone. His arrogant walk finally comes to an end as he makes his way up the ring steps and into the ring. Upon entering, ThunderChris takes command of all four corners making a statement that THIS is his house.

God of thunder and rock and roll
The spell you're under
Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul

The heavy tunes clear out but not the jeers of the ACW faithful, especially former members of the Kiss Army. Chris grabs the microphone and begins to speak in an obvious mocking tone.

ThunderChris: LET ME TELL SOMETHIN’ BROTHERS! THIS IS WHERE THE POWER LIES.

Chris points at his bicep before posing once again for the crowd, the Kiss Army nearing the point of a riot at the impersonation of their former leader.

ThunderChris: SO LET ME HEAR ALL MY THUNDERMANIACS IN THE CHRIS ARMY ONE MORE TIME.

Chris puts his hand to his ear soaking in the boos and letting out a throaty laugh at them which only serves to infuriate them so much more. One member of the Kiss Army has had enough and hops the barricade before sliding into the ring. He doesn’t get far though as Chris stops him with a gigaton punch. Security tries to get into the ring but ThunderChris stops them.

ThunderChris: EASY THERE, I THINK WE NEED TO SHOW THIS GUY WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU MISS WITH THUNDERCHRIS. FIRST THINGS FIRST THOUGH, I NEED TO CUT OFF MY FINGER.

That just about does it for the Kiss Army as four more hope the barricade, but once again Chris looks unfazed, instead he seems almost calm until he let out’s a throaty roar.

500% Chris: FIVE HUNDRED PERCENT POWWWWWEEEERRRRRR!!!!

Now with the added bonus of five hundred percent power 500% Chris delivers a massive punch to one fan, knocking him right out of the ring, the second falls to a massive polish hammer and the third suffers the ultimate fate, first a Military Press Slam and then a senton splash before 500% Chris mockingly hooks the leg and pounds the mat three times before shaking and passing out himself before sitting up, looking around and realizing his powers are gone.

ThunderChris: SO LET ME MAKE THIS PERFECTLY CLEAR, IF ANY OF YOU SHOULD EVER SO DOUBT THE THUNDERMAN AGAIN, I…I…

ThunderChris pauses for a moment, trying to finish off his sentence.

Chris Phenomenal: Ya know what fuck this shit.

With that Chris rips off his shirt, the fake beard, the pony tail and re takes his microphone.

Chris Phenomenal: Over the past three weeks everywhere I go the talk has been about the rash of departures from the ACW Roster, first Thunderkiss, than Lee Homicide, and finally Danny Mainer. Everyone has been asking how is ACW going to survive, what is going to happen now that three of our biggest stars have left the roster. A lot of people are wondering what we are going to do. My answer, the same thing we always do. We come out here and put on a show the only way we know how.

Over the past five years it hasn’t mattered who’s left the ACW roster we’ve dealt with their departures. Whether it was former world champions like Ridley, White Rose and Latino or those who showed such promise like TNT, Kudo and Scott Andrews. The list goes on and on and on with a number of people that have left over the years and while we mourn their losses there is always one thing that remains the same. The one constant is that ACW survives no matter what. In this world where we saw men opening feds and closing them within six months we have managed to survive for five years and are now heading towards making it six. We started with a bunch of people who didn’t know how to run a fucking wrestling show and now look at where we are. I don‘t know why these people left nor do I care to know their reasons. There is a lot of rumours going around and they are just that, rumours with no factual base. There is only one truth, only one thing that we can take from this situation and that it’s up to each and every person still on the roster to take advantage of the opportunities that are now in front of them. For the past four months we‘ve seen Thunder kiss dominating the airwaves, we’ve seen Danny Mainer get an international title shot and then winning the crucible, Lee Homicide held the tag team titles and now all these spots are open for people to take a run at it. There is now an opportunity and now it is up to each and every one of you take advantage of it, to squeeze it by the horns and make it your bitch instead of wondering what the hell is going to happen to ACW.

If you’re further concerned that some of the big stars are going and that the fans are no longer going to turn in, that you aren’t going to make as much because ratings go down with merchandise sales I ask you all to take a fucking look out here, at each and everyone of these people that came back to watch us perform over the past two shows.

Chris turns to the fans

Chris Phenomenal: And I urge all of you to fucking let them know that you are still here.

The crowd roars as their mention, the love of ACW superseding the hate they have for Chris Phenomenal.

Chris Phenomenal: Forty Thousand people have shown up over the past two shows. We’ve had two consecutive sell-outs of the ACW Arena, people coming to watch US perform. They don’t care about whether Thunderkiss has left, they don’t care if Lee Homicide is no longer on the roster all they want is to see the best fucking wrestlers in the business perform there craft. If you look at the crowds, if you look at the merchandise that is still flying off the shelves you can tell that there is no risk to any jobs, that ACW is running stronger than ever.

The crowd starts and ACW chant as Chris encourages them along, his words now reaching a crecendo.

Chris Phenomenal: It’s our time to seize control, it’s our time god damnit to make our names known. Thunderkiss, Danny Mainer there time has come to fucking pass and now it’s up to you to steal the spotlight.

Chris stops for a moment as the ACW chant continues before beginning again, this time a bit softer however.

Chris Phenomenal: I know I’m not the most well loved, I know that I’m not the longest tenured man here but god damnit I’m the ACW ENTERTAINMENT CHAMPION, so you know I’m going to come out here night after night and entertain everyone single fucking one of you, and that is

SIMPLY PHENOMENAL!!!

With that Tha Real CP begins to play as Chris chunks the microphone before ducking out of the ring and we cut to the next segment.

[Commissioner Zero]

Another save.

[Commissioner Zero]

Segment: Diastolic Disaster (Credit: BK London)

As we fade in from commercial break, we're in the locker room of one of our very own ACW wrestlers - but who? The place is quite lavish looking, fit for a king - or maybe in terms of the ACW heirarchy, a World Champion. We're about to find out who's locker room this is as we hear voices from outside the door, and the knob turns quite quickly.

??: What do you mean you're putting me on a diet?!

The door opens, and it's none other than BK London - who gets quite a reaction from the fans tonight, as he did earlier in the evening in the opening segment. But unlike on last Thursday's Meltdown, he isn't alone. Following him into the room is his newly reunited wife, Kiley Johnson - who's looking as ravishing as ever tonight.

Kiley Johnson: BK, I just got the results from your physical over the break - and the doctor says that you have higher than average blood pressure.

BK London: And you're really going to listen to that quack? Listen Kiley, there is absolutely nothing wrong with me - I am in peak physical condition and there is no way I'm going to be subjected to some diet.

Kiley Johnson: Yes you are.

BK London: No I'm not.

Kiley Johnson: Yes you are!

BK London: No, I'm not. Baby, you know more than anyone who I am. I am BK London. I am the biggest star ACW has ever had at only 25 years old. I have enough money to do what I want, to who I want, whenever I want - and I am NOT going to be on some stupid diet like the other losers out there in Hollywood.

Kiley Johnson: Is that so?

BK London: Need I say more?

London walks over to the pantry in his locker room, and he grabs a giant bag of Wise Potato Chips, all for him to feast on and he plops himself right into the couch. As he opens the bag, he looks to grab a chip - but the bag is snatched right out of his hand.

Kiley Johnson: ..I told you, you're on a diet. There is no way I'm going to let my husband obtain high blood pressure and get a stroke, leaving me to support two kids and a dog alone. Plus, a little bit of discipline would be good for you...

BK London: Ugh..

Kiley Johnson: Besides, you shouldn't eat before your match.

BK London: What's the use? Did you see last Thursday? I was hardly in the actual match for 5 minutes. The way I see it, with Jay Zero in the match - I just have to stand around and look pretty, something that I can do - and I can do well - right baby?

Kiley Johnson: ...riiiiight? Anywhoo, maybe if you showed a bit of teamwork - you would've won the match.

BK London: Teamwork? With him? Puh-leeaase. Why should I team with him? He ruined my career - he retired ME! I've got nothing to say to him.

Kiley Johnson: If I remember correctly, you're the one who proposed the stipulation:

BK London: Yes you see but -

Kiley Johnson: And if I remember correctly, you're the one who beat him up on a regular basis the month before...

BK London: Well -

Kiley Johnson: - so the way I see it, you have nothing to complain about! You're every bit as bad as he is. If you two worked together as a unit, you'd be unstoppable - and you'd have those Tag Team Championships back in no time. I've spoken to Zero a few times, he's not that bad of a guy..

BK London: ....why don't you just marry Jay Zero?

Kiley Johnson: Because I love you.

Kiley gives him a nice peck on the cheek, as London sits on the couch with his arms folded, frustrated about the situation he is in and that he is forced to be on some diet.

Kiley Johnson: Promise me you won't get into any altercations with Jay Zero unless he hits you first, ok? - Oh, and promise me you'll eat better. Got it?

BK London: ....

Kiley Johnson: PROMISE?!

BK London: OK OK! I plomise.

Kiley Johnson: BK! I heard that! Plomise is NOT a word. Now PROMISE me!

London thrashes around a bit, like a kid throwing a temper tantrum.

BK London: FIIIIIINE! I PRRROMISE!

Kiley gives him another peck on the cheek.

Kiley Johnson: That's my man.

She rises up from beside BK London on the couch and busies herself in the background while BK London assesses the situation that he's currently in. Does he try to be somewhat helpful towards his tag partners tonight? Or does he allow his pride to get the best of him?

Fade Out.

[Commissioner Zero]

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Thunder Train vs. VorteX
Chris Phenomenal
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This match was sure to be fire taking the conflicting styles of the two participants, Thunder Train looking to use his considerable size and power advantage to lock down the much faster VorteX, as well as both men looking to get back on the right side of the win column after title match loses at Omega Effect V. With Carter Donovan in charge both men made their way to the ring and with the sound of the bell were off.

The Beginning

In the span of less than ten seconds VorteX got a near fall on Thunder Train as he connected with a jumping knee to the mid section after Train had tried to get him locked into a collar and elbow tie up and then followed it up with a roundhouse kick and a spinning heel kick that floored Train but only for a one count as the crowd looked stunned at how quickly VorteX had taken it to Thunder Train.

McNally: Thunder Train looks a little sluggish coming off a three week layoff.’

VorteX waisted no time in staying on Train hauling him to his feet and whipping him into the ropes before hitting him with a clothesline that was unable to fall Train. VorteX looked on a little shocked but then resorted back to the strikes, a kick right to the knee, and then an inside leg kick that caused Train to wince. VorteX was just able to duck out of the way of a giant fist from Train and hit the ropes behind him before coming back and taking Train back down with a chop block. VorteX delivers a couple stomps to Train before heading for the top rope and looking for his patented Catch 22.

McNally: Eddie, what’s going on with Thunder Train?

Edison: It seems as if he’s lost a step inside of the ring Max and that quite often happens after a long lay off, especially for larger guys. It’s nothing to be concerned about however.

The Middle

With Train in a prone position VorteX leaped off the air with a corkscrew flip and looked to connect with a leg drop. He did but not with Train who rolled out of the way causing VorteX to crash and burn and give Train the opening he needed. Train was first to his feet and connect with a vicious clothesline to VorteX that nearly turned VorteX inside out. Once teX got back to his feet Train went right back at him Full Steam Ahead taking him down with a powerful Lanzarse. Train got to his feet and looked out at the crowd who started to cheer as Train measured VorteX up.

Edison: See what I said Maxy.

VorteX was slow to his feet and once he got there stumbled right into Train who lifted him up into the air looking for an Om Nom Bomb. VorteX however was not ready to give up as he delivered a few shots to the forehead of Train before rolling over his back with a sunset flip pulling Train down to the canvas with a pinning combination as Carter Donovan made the count.
…1
…2
NO! Train is able to roll the shoulder up off the canvas.

The Finish

With VorteX having nearly won the match twice a lot of people were left wondering if we were going to have a huge upset on our hands. There thoughts were further cemented when Train rolled off the canvas a half second later than VorteX and was caught with his Whirlwind of Destruction manoeuvre and maintained the leg hook for another two count as the fans started to rally behind VorteX, not out of disdain for Train but for hoping to see a massive upset in person. VorteX looked out at the fans and then down at Train before hooking one of his massive legs and looking to tie him in with the Shades of Gray. Train however is not going to be done in that easily as he grabs the ropes quickly to break the hold. VorteX backs away as Train gets to his feet and once gets there VorteX charges and looks to take him over the ropes with a clothesline but Train ducks it and back drops VorteX over the rope. VorteX lands on the apron however and as Train stumbles away VorteX lines him up. Once Train turns around VorteX springboards off the ropes looking to hit Train with a hurricanrana but Train catches him and in swift move takes him down with a vicious Om Nom Bomb and covers VorteX
…1
…2
…3

The decision

By pinfall following an Om Nom Bomb…THUNDER TRAIN!!!

[Commissioner Zero]

Segment: Main Event Business
(Credit: Freeman, Senator)

The camera fades in to show the familiar office of ACW’s chairman, Gingerdude, who is sitting at his desk. Across from him is a very irate Jason Freeman. Moments ago, Ginger declared that Freeman’s title shot was not official as of yet, because it had not gone through Ginger. Freeman is not willing to respect this decision

Freeman: What did you say out there?!

Ginger: You heard exactly what I said. You---

And Ginger is interrupted by the sound of the door opening. Both men turn towards the door, as in steps the Senior US Senator from Illinois, Steve Phillips. The crowd begins to boo, showing their distaste for the ACW Champion. Freeman turns his head, and when he sees him enter, his eyes flash indignation

Freeman: I’ll handle this Phillips, you’re not needed here.

Senator: I am here to discuss the status of my title match, an issue which most certainly requires my presence. Let me say it again, this is MY title match, for MY title, a belt that you will never, ever get your grubby hands around.

The two stare each other down, before Freeman walks over to a chair that is across from Ginger. He sits down, and glances at Senator again, before deciding this is not the time and focusing back on Ginger.

Freeman: Well, Ginger, how about we just discuss this like mature adults. Now, a couple of minutes ago, you just stated that my title match at Seven Deadly Sins is not official. Why is that exactly?

Ginger: Your title match at Seven Deadly Sins…funny that you mention that because I don’t remember actually signing that match. In fact, I don’t remember giving either of you my consent to go ahead and book your own matches. I’m in charge around here, in case you forgot, and all decisions go through me. While you, Phillips, may have challenged Freeman and while Freeman may have accepted, I am not going to consider this an official match until I make a decision. And for your information, I had plans of my own for your title defense. Just because you say it is, your match does not become official.

At this Freeman gets to his feet again and leans down over Ginger’s table, both of his hands on the surface. He looks down at Ginger who remains seated.

Freeman: Ginger, I’m sorry but the champion has the right to defend his title if he so pleases. Phillips has chosen me, and since I accepted, I don’t see why you should have any objection. This match IS official.

Ginger: Freeman, all of these fans may have given you their support after your phenomenal match at Omega Effect, but I haven’t forgotten the way you got there. They may be willing to overlook your actions in the months before the pay-per-view, but I am not. I know exactly who you are, Jason Freeman.

At these words, Freeman gives no response. He merely remains with his hands on the table, looking down at Ginger, but his eyes tell the whole story. The look on Freeman’s face is one that people have seen before. It’s an unblinking glare…a glare with an unmatchable intensity. A calm threateningness. Ginger doesn’t show any sign of being intimidated, however. When Freeman speaks, his voice mimics his glare. A threatening calmness.

Freeman: What exactly are you saying to me, Ginger?

And while the fans do seem intent on cheering Freeman, the look on his face shows that this man has not changed too much…

Ginger: I’m saying that I am not looking to reward you. Quite frankly, I don’t know if you deserve this shot. Yes, you are very good in the ring. You proved that at Omega Effect. Nobody can argue with that one anymore. But I just don’t think you should be getting this shot so soon.

Senator: If I may, I will agree that Jason Freeman by no means deserves to win this title. But he is the man that most deserves to be defeated by me at the moment. Jason Freeman is a worthless individual and it is sickening that these fans have chosen to support the man, however brief their tastes might accept an individual as reprehensible as himself. Do not fear, I will crush Mr. Freeman and do so in such convincing fashion that he will never again taste the sweet glory of the main event ever again, but there is always the risk of a lucky victory. I will take the proper precautions to prevent such a vile occurrence, but I do think that the cost-benefit analysis comes out firmly in my favor.

Freeman: Listen to him run his mouth once again…Phillips, whether the fans choose to support me or hate me has no effect on me, but I won’t tolerate ignorant fools such as yourselves continuing to doubt me. Did you not watch my Omega Effect match? I took Atomic Kitsune to the edge, and if you need further proof of my skills, then go watch some of our previous matches. In case you’ve forgotten, which is probable considering you are getting up there in years, you’ve never pinned me. And I’ve pinned you twice.

Senator: Jason Freeman, you are surely the personification of the luck. I cannot argue with the facts or the record books, to be fair. You have pinned me twice yes, but that was solely because of good fortune, and that, you cannot argue against. I will prove that to be the case, when Seven Deadly Sins rolls around.

At this, Freeman swiftly turns towards Senator.

Freeman: Oh yeah?

And Senator gets up out of his chair, and now the two are staring each other down. Ginger watches the situation escalate, and realizes that if he doesn’t step in now things are going to get ugly.

Ginger: Hold it! Now as I said this match is not official yet, so let’s not get---

And now both Freeman and Senator turn away from each other, and now both of them are glaring at Ginger. Ginger sees the look in their faces and gets the point.

Ginger: You know what? Fine. You’re set on having this match? Go ahead. You are two of the biggest pains that I have to deal with in this company, and so if you want to take each other out, go right ahead and do it. But if either of you tries to make matches without my consent again, you can rest assured that it will not be happening. Now both of you get the hell out of my office.

And now the match is OFFICIALLY official. Ginger shakes his head, and takes a seat, but neither Freeman nor Senator is moving. Both have turned towards each other once more.

Freeman: So , you think it was “good fortune” that allowed me to pin you twice? Well, you know what? Tonight we’re in that six man tag together. I don’t care about BK London and Jay Zero, and I don’t care about their problems with the capitalists. I care about one person, and that’s you Phillips. Whatever happens in that match, I am going to pin you. I’m telling you right now, and I want you to remember it. I AM going to pin you. For the third time.

Senator: You honestly think you have the shadow of a lucky chance against me tonight? Not likely, sir! I find it absurd, utterly absurd to think that…

Freeman: I know I am. I’m going to pin you tonight, and THEN at Seven Deadly Sins I am going to pin you again. For a FOURTH time. But on that time, the world title is going to be mine.

Senator: You have your head in the clouds, Mr. Freeman. Perhaps it is time that someone brings you back to earth.

But Freeman says nothing, his eyes have turned, and they have caught the ACW World title belt that rests on the Senator’s shoulder. Freeman’s eyes spark. It’s a look of longing, a look of lustful desire. A look reminiscent of Lord of the Ring’s Gollum when he rests his eyes on his “precious” ring. Freeman seemingly in a trance, puts his hand on the faceplate and slowly, gently, moves his hand across it, touching it for the first time ever. The Senator’s arm swings up and swats Freeman’s hand off of his title belt.

Senator: This is the ACW World Heavyweight Title belt, and you get your filthy hand off it immediately lest you contaminate it, you foul heathen!

Freeman: Well you best get used to it, because that belt will be mine before the month’s end.

Senator: This is ridiculous! From day one, I found you to be one of the more useless members of the Senatorial Stable, on par with the likes of Bre and Latino, and the latter only because he turned on the Stable faster than you did! The Senatorial Stable was always supposed to be a vehicle for its members to seek self improvement within an exclusive, tight knit club of peers. Unfortunately, you negated every single goal of the Stable! You turned on us for nothing, you were nothing special to begin with, and you were nothing special when you left us! You were useless, you added nothing to our group, and left as a selfish waste of space, with your detraction only helping the group in the process! You have not the slightest bit of motivation, other than for your own glory, and even for that, you hardly can be seen as…

Freeman: Oh, please, Phillips. Don’t attempt to vilify me or condemn me for the same qualities that you exhibit. You tell me I’d do anything for myself? I am no more selfish than you are. As I have said, I am just more honest. Whether you admit it or not, you have undergone a transformation in recent weeks and while in the past such criticisms of me could have been valid at the moment they are quite pathetic. You’re just like me, but too proud to admit it. And as for my Senatorial Stable days? Well, there’s no coincidence in the fact that whenever I was associated with you Phillips, I was always at the lowest point of my career. The Senatorial Stable was nothing. I do however have one good memory of those days. It was about two years ago. I was starting to feel looked down upon, as rightfully I should have, since you really didn’t respect me or appreciate me, did you Phillips? And I finally decided enough was enough. On that night, I broke away from the Senatorial Stable. While I would later come back in one of my worst career choices…on that night I did one thing that will forever be etched into my memory. I spit right into your face.

Both of the men glare at each other with even more intensity, both of them remembering this incident, and obviously both feeling quite differently about it.

Freeman: I only wish that I could relive that night again, Phillips. Because THAT was one of the only bright moments in my career before October of last year. Before my return. While I believe my career before my break from this company was overall completely worthless, since I was a fool at the time, there was that one bright spot. Because, Phillips, that’s all you deserve. You deserve nothing but disrespect. To be looked down upon. You should be in a retirement home right now Phillips, and not a wrestling ring. You’re going to serve one good and noble purpose in your life, Phillips. The same purpose that Atomic Kitsune served. To enhance the career of Jason Freeman. I declared in the beginning of this year that 2009 would be my year. Halfway through, and time is running out. Luckily, you will be the one who gets the honor of handing me the ultimate prize. The man who gets the honor of losing the world heavyweight championship to Jason Freeman. My legend has begun, and you are going to help me write the best chapter.

Senator: Unbelievable. Listen to you! Such indulgent rubbish…who do you think you are? You are not even close to within my league yet, so you had better not talk to me like that. There is one thing that Jake Steele and Thunderkiss had that you do not. They had at least attained success. They had won numerous big matches before, and you cannot even say that.

Freeman: Well there’s a first time for everything.

It is that this moment, where the two begin to clench their fists, and the intensity can almost be felt like static. Ginger realizes that this is about to go rapidly downhill quickly, and knows that if he doesn’t step in right now, then there is going to be a fight.

Ginger: That’s quite enough from you two! You’ve got your match, now get OUT of my office! Out, out, out, you bloody nuisances!

Senator: You have no redeeming qualities whatsoever, Mr. Freeman. None at all, while you speak of yourself as my equal, history proves otherwise. No matter what the opinion of the teeming masses will be, I have given this company the finest matches it has ever seen, I have influenced the in-ring style around here forever, and I was the leader of the longest lasting group in the existence of ACW. I am a two time World Heavyweight Champion! You keep mentioning your match with Mrs. Laureano, and with good reason, since it is by far the defining moment of your career. The problem is, while you lost to a retired, recently pregnant woman, I was busy preparing for my monumental victory in the main event!

Freeman: Well why don’t you show me how you did it when Seven Deadly Sins comes along? I’d like to see it old man.

Ginger: This conversation is over!

Ginger at this point, picks up the phone

Ginger: Yes, I think I’m going to need security in my office here…

But Freeman and Senator don’t even hear him

Freeman: What are you going to do, hit me with your walker? You’re delusional. It happens with age. Perhaps when you were younger you were one of the best around, but you’re not a young man anymore. You’re a has-been, Phillips. This is not your era any longer. You can continue to come out here, and claim that you’ve still got it. The fact of the matter is that people just look at you and cringe. They’re all thinking the same thing. When is he going to just give it up? There comes a time when it’s just pathetic. The world title belt looks like a prop on your shoulder. Just part of your masquerade. You’re nothing now. Perhaps you should have just stayed in Washington.

Senator: Age jokes, check, political jokes, check, I have heard it all, and it merely reminds me that a youth such as yourself will always lack the subtlety to turn a proper phrase, and furthermore, to win inside the squared circle, when it truly matters. They once called me a loser on the big stage, but the belt I possess proves otherwise! You, on the other hand, are simply pathetic, I would say that you are a waste of my time, but ridding ACW of a pest such as yourself is always a worthy venture!

And that’s when security comes through the door, just as Freeman comes forward to attack. He swings his fist, but instantly a security guard grabs him and drives him back. Senator also looks ready to strike Freeman, but he is held back at well. Freeman begins to attempt to break free, but he is unable to, and so he just breathes heavily and glares at the Senator.

Ginger: Now get them OUT of my office!

And Senator and Freeman are brought out. The title match is official…and it seems like it may be intense…

Fade out.

[Commissioner Zero]

They can leave but I will stay (credit: ??)

The arena lights go out and the video screen lights up again. Numbers and letters begin to appear on the screen. They are scrambled. Quite similar to the Jericho messages.

Suddenly the outline of a wrestler appears on the screen but reveals no identity.

"I'm just kidding, this is not another save us message.
I am coming back to ACW. I only want one thing. Mr. Phillips, you have what I desire. I want to win the ACW World Championship. Mr. Phillps, sir, you better have a decision ready to go when I get to Meltdown this Thursday. I will be waiting for you in the ring at the start of the show.

I promised myself and all these people that I would eventually become world champion. They all know I have won enough of the other ... one championship. I deserve to take my place atop the mountain.

There is nothing that will stop me. Not even you....

Everyone else may pack there bags and head for the door when things don't go their way. But you can count on one thing. I am coming back,

And ladies and gentleman, I am here to stay.

If I don't beat you for the title, Mr. Phillips, I'm not going to go running off like the rest of the roster and cry about it. I am going to challenge again. Sooner or later, you will know ME...as the new Alpha Championship Wrestling world champion."

[Commissioner Zero]

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Summer Break 2/7
Chris Phenomenal
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With the feral scream coming from the outside Chris turns back and heads out to the porch as the door of the Red Camaro slams shut. As soon he steps out into view of the car it pulls out of the driveway as Chris takes the steps in hot pursuit, Paige forced against the window as a Spanish assailant tries to pull her back. Chris reaches into his waistband and pulls out his gun and follows the car, firing shots into it trying to take it out of commission as it roars down the street. Inevitably it takes a sharp turn and with one final shot Chris is out of ammo as he throws the gun at the car before hitting his knees and immediately tears come to his face.

Chris Phenomenal: NOOOOO!!!!

The scene opens as Chris Phenomenal is shown sitting on the porch of his house, approximately two hours having passed since he walked through the doors fully expecting Paige to be there, but in the end witnessing her abduction. Chris gets out of his chair passing back and forth, not knowing what in the hell to do, murmuring under his breath.

Chris Phenomenal:[/color] Shit ain’t supposed to be like this. I was supposed to come home, see her and shit would be all better, now this, this shit ain’t right, this, FUCK!

Chris screams at the top of his lungs, not believing what has happened as he punches the window behind him, it breaking on impact and cutting the right hand of Chris. He looks down and doesn’t even flinch, the pain running through his body from the loss of Paige again far outweighing anything anyone could physically do to him. Chris waits for a few moments, staring at the glass wrapped in his thoughts until he is interrupted by the pulsing of his phone on a small table Chris looking at it.

Chris Phenomenal: Fuck this shit.

Chris ignores the phone, still fuming as he looks out at Harlem until the voice male kicks in and Chris turns around and looks at the phone as an unfamiliar voice speaks to him.

Voice: Chris, I suggest you pick up the phone. It is of, shall we say, grave importance.

Paige: CHRIS!!

The scream of Paige returns Chris from his little world staring at the phone, instead springing into action picking it up.

Chris Phenomenal: You fucking son of the bitch, let her go or I swear to god there‘ll be nothing left of you.

The air goes dead for a moment, the now muffled screams of Paige can be heard in the distance as well as the heavy breathing of the assailant on the other hand.

Voice: She’s quite pretty, isn’t she Chris. The lone strand of her falling into her deep blue eyes. It’d be a shame for us to lose such a pretty girl.

Chris Phenomenal: If you so much as lay a finger on here I swear to god I’ll kill you.

Voice: Such a temper you have Chris, it’s something you ought to learn to control. You can never tell how someone will react to the tone in your voice or if they feel threatened.

Chris stares at the phone in disbelief, gathering his thoughts, before responding with out the menace in his voice, obviously not wanting to risk drawing the ire of the unknown caller, especially with what is at stake.

Chris Phenomenal: What do you want?

Voice: I don’t think that’s really what we should be discussing, there’s a number of things I want, riches, fame, glory, yet I doubt those are going to befall me. Instead we should be asking, what are you willing to give?

It doesn’t take long for Chris to answer.

Chris Phenomenal: I’ll write you a blank check, I’ll hook you up with a record label, just let her go.

Voice: You obviously don’t listen to me very well. I said that I didn’t expect fame, riches or glory to befall me. Instead I’m going to give you twenty four hours to think about what you are truly willing to give me in exchange for this beautiful…young…women.

Chris looks in his horror as he hears the muffled screams of Paige reach a fervent pitch, and then the deep inhalation, the man obviously drawing in the scent of Paige.

Chris Phenomenal: You sick fucking bastard let her go of I swear.

Voice: Temper Chris, I’ll be hanging up now, and remember twenty four hours.

Chris Phenomenal: You…

Chris is cut off however by the dial tone forcing him to hang up the phone as he let’s out a groan and hangs his head.

Chris Phenomenal: Son of a bitch.

Chris hangs up the phone and tucks it into his pocket, the signs of another tear dropping down his face as he flops back into the chair and puts his head between his knees as the scene cuts to black.[/font]

[Commissioner Zero]

Main Event: Second Match of the Best-of-5 Series. (Credit: BK London/Jay Zero for minor edits)

Phillip: This is a six man tag team match scheduled for one fall...

"Ugly" by The Exies pump through the speakers, and the first participant makes his way to the ring.

Phillip: Making his way to the ring first, weighing 230 pounds from Long Island, New York, Jason Freeman!

Freeman makes his way down to the ring with a determined look on his face, here's his chance to send a message to the ACW Champion - and he plans to take advantage of it.

Phillip: And his partner, weighing in at 195 pounds from Portland, Maine, Jay Zero!

"Crack A Bottle (Remix)" hits and the crowd seems to be warming up to Jay Zero giving him a bit more of a positive reaction than lately, but there still are plenty of Jay Zero haters in the arena. He makes a b-line to the ring without playing up too much to the crowd, and he awaits his "partner".

Phillip: And their partner, weighing in at 230 pounds from Brooklyn, New York, BK London!

"Amazing" by Kanye West powers through the PA system and the former heavyweight champion comes out to the biggest positive of the reaction out of the three by far. He makes his way down to the ring and stand besides his partner who he despises and a man he has attempted to force himself to work with for the night. They're going to have to get along if they want to beat their opponents...

Phillip: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 635 pounds, ACW Heavyweight Champion The Senator and The Capitalists, The Senatorial Stable!

"Hail the Chief" pumps through the arena, and the trio that would put even Legacy to shame steps out onto the stage to record amount of heat. They make their way down to the ring as a unit and Senator catches the attention of Freeman, more specifically his ACW Championship. Carter Donovan, official for this match signals for the bell and for the match to commence.

Upon the start of the match, it seems that The Senatorial Stable have picked The Senator himself to start off the match - while the opposing team seems to have some problems choosing who will start the match on their side. All three men want a chance to get their hands on The Senator, but there isn't exactly a diplomatic and fair way to determine which one of the three men will get their hands on the World Champion. So, in times like this, the champion must decide for them - and quickly The Senator grabs Jason Freeman by his hair and pulls him to the center of the ring. Zero and BK London look to assist their "partner", but Carter Donovan sends them to the corner and it seems like this match is finally on its way. Phillips meets Freeman with several kicks to the abdomen while holding his hair, before irish whipping him into the ropes at an amazing speed. The former two time International Champion comes off the ropes, and he looks as if he's going to be the victim of a back body drop, but he takes an alternate route and he simply rolls over the back of the World Champion - catch Senator off guard. Senator pulls his head up and turns around, but he's too slow to react to a massive running forearm heading his way. Senator being taken down gets quite a reaction from the crowd, a positive one at that - which is surprising considering what Freeman has done over the past few months, but it seems that the crowd has decided to favor with the lesser of the two evils.

Senator quickly springs back up to his feet and Freeman sends him stumbling backwards into the corner with a picture perfect dropkick. With The Senator taken back in the corner, Freeman decides to continue his onslaught with a Monkey Flip attempt, but Phillips decides that Freeman won't make a monkey out of him. Quickly countering the attempt, Phillips grabs Freeman and turns around before setting him up on the top turnbuckle. A knife edge chop laces across the well defined pectorial region of the former Entertainment Champion, and then Senator follows up with another for good measure. And it hasn't been even five minutes since the start of the match, and it seems Senator is going for all the stops as he ascends to the middle turnbuckle to pull off what appears to be a Superplex. However, Jason Freeman won't allow himself to become splattered paint on the canvas below and he delivers some heinous gut shots to the ACW Champion. A massive headbutt knocks Senator loopy for a bit on the middle turnbuckle, but it isn't until Freeman strikes with his ultra insulting Brain Chop that the ACW Champion falls from grace and right down to the mat below. With Senator down and out, Freeman sees a perfect opportunity to finish this match up in record time and he full ascends to the top rope. Only god knows what Freeman has in store for the ACW Champion, but neither members of The Capitalists want to find out and they pull their leader out of the ring and out of harms way.

Capitalists and The Senator, collectively known as The Senatorial Stable choose to regroup on the outside - but their Best of 5 series competitors seem to have other ideas for them. BK London grabs Fitsharris on the outside and drags him to the left where he pummels him near the announce tables, and Zero grabs Kalb from the right and throws him into the barricade - leaving The Senator alone and in the perfect position fo Freeman to score a huge maneuver. From off the top rope, Freeman comes down uncharacteristcally with crossbody plancha which actually hits to the delight of some fans and the dismay of others. Freeman sees a win in his future after that move, and he quickly grabs Senator and throws him back into the ring before rolling back into the ring himself. Freeman shoots the half and covers The Senator, hoping to score an upset over the champ.

ONE
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KICK OUT!

But it's not meant to be, and Senator gets his shoulder up right after the two count and the fans who feel betrayed by Senator's choice of actions and words lately boo the champion. Freeman picks up The Senator and wrenches his arm before walking over to his corner, and as Freeman reaches out his hand to tag in BK London - Jay Zero makes the blind tag instead and forces himself into this match. London isn't exactly happy with his opportunity to get some action in the ring stolen from him, but he chooses not to stew over it just as his wife instructed him earlier in the night. Zero gets his free shots in courtesy of Freeman to the abdomen of The Senator, and now the former World Champion snapmares the champion down to the mat before locking in what can be disputed as either a sleeperhold or a choke. The control is firmly in the hands of Jay Zero - literally - and The Senator attempts to make his way out of the hold first by climbing back up to his feet. He makes an attempt to push Zero into the ropes, hopefully releasing himself from the hold, but Zero has that headlock in tight. Senator attempts another way to release himself from the hold, and as he backs up into the ropes and bounces off - pushing Zero again, Zero goes right towards the ropes. Zero comes off the ropes and Senator looks for a hip toss, but he is planted right in the solar plexus with a kick. Zero now turns the tide of this match back in his favor and he irish whips Senator into the ropes, who manages to hold onto the top rope rope as he hits it. The pugnacious Zero looks to capitalize once more, running straight towards The Senator - but the champion side steps it and sends the former champion sailing over the top rope. The cat like reflexes of Zero kicks in however, and he lands right onto the apron - but with The Senator grabbing Donovan's attention with some mishap with his eye, Kalb is able to capitalize and he lands a major boot from on the apron right to the back of Zero's head.

[Commissioner Zero]

Zero drops down from the apron to the mat below, and The Senator prolongs his "eye injury" long enough for The Capitalists to score with a double team maneuver on the fallen Zero. Zero rises up from the hard fall on the outside, only to be sent back down to the ground below with a High-Low, a Lariat and Running Chop Block. London attempts to enter the ring to grab Donovan's attention, and he does, but he makes it completely worse for his team as now The Senator can roll to the outside and roll the former Tag Team Champion back in the ring. This miraculous recovery is questionable, but Senator doesn't waste any time celebrating as he stomps away at his opponent from Ragnarok this year. Phillips reaches over to his partner, and he tags in the San Antonio native Kevin Fitsharris - who's eager to enter the ring and pick up the pieces. He picks up Jay Zero and hits a stiff forearm to his face, which sends him stumbling backwards into the ropes - and now Fitsharrs delivers a right hand to his jaw. Zero is knocked a bit loopy from that shot, and several punches follow up as Donovan intiates the five count - but then takes matter into his own hands and forceably restrains Fitsharris. A somewhat clean break by the Capitalist member, but with the distraction made again, Kalb takes advantage once more with another stiff kick to the back of Zero's head. Zero drops like a sack of bricks, and Kalb returns to holding the tag rope while recieveing tons of heat. However, unlike the crowd, The Senator approves of his stablemate member and gives him a well deserved pat on the shoulder while Fitsharris attempts to capitalize once more with a cover.

ONE
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TWO
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KICK OUT!

Zero manages to free himself right as Donovan's hand was coming down for the two count, and now Fitsharris picks up Zero and tags in the man who changed the tide of this match single handedly - Anthony Kalb. Kalb enters the ring and heads up to the middle turnbuckle as Fitsharris plants Zero down with a scoop slam. The former Fallout Champion dives off the middle turnbuckle and hits a diving forearm to the face of Zero, and then proceeds to make his own cover.

ONE
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TWO
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KICK OUT!

Kalb covers Zero again, this time hooking both legs.

ONE
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TWO
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THR-KICK OUT!

The Capitalist isn't happy with the multiple kick outs by Zero, and now he picks up the former World Champion - who has taken a lot of abuse in this match, and tags back in Senator. Senator gets in the ring and he grabs Zero by the arm and pulls him towards the center of the ring and complete the Arm Wrench before landing a hook kick to the jaw. With Zero down, Kalb begs to be tagged back into the match, and his request is approaved by the World Champion - who tags back in the big man. Kalb re-enters the ring with a purpose, a purpose to finish and he looks to be going for the Milton Friedman Driver - a Fireman Carry to Scoop Tombstone Piledriver that has been feared by plenty on Fallout. Zero eventually makes his way back up to his feet, and he walks right into the clutches of Kalb who picks him up in a Scoop Slam. Zero manages to slip over Kalb's shoulder in the process though and he grabs his opponent's head in a Inverted Facelock. Turning over to a 3/4 Front Facelock, Zero jumps in the air and drives his opponent into the mat with the Zero Chance - a counter that would make even DDP smile.

Both Kalb and Zero are down and out, motionless in the center of the ring, and the crowd is urging Jay Zero to make the tag. Donovan begins to count both men down on the mat, but they start showing faint signs of life. Zero rolls over on his stomach and starts to claw his way to his corner to reach out for the tag. It's a much different Zero than what he saw last week, as he appears to actually want to tag out this match - but The Senator decides to re-enter the ring and he knocks BK London off the apron, but is decked by Freeman from the apron. Senator stumbles towards the center of the ring and the referee Carter Donovan directs Senator to his corner while Zero makes the tag to Jason Freeman. Freeman enters the ring to more crowd support than usual, but Donovan turns around and restrains Freeman from getting any further in the match. Donovan did not see or hear a tag, therefore Freeman is not the legal man and the crowd is absolutely livid. The wild Freeman is sent back to his corner after cussing up a storm, meanwhile Kalb pulls Zero by the ankle and tags back in Fitsharris. Fitsharris enters the ring and he stalks Zero from behind, slapping his ankle to go for what appears to be a Leg Lariat. Zero gets up, and Fitsharris makes the leap - only for Zero to roll out of the way. Fitsharris turns right around and he is quickly scooped by Zero - who hits a quick and desperation version of Absolute Zero. Zero flops over on his back, unable to make the pin due to exhaustion and the crowd is anticipating the tag for Freeman into the match.

"ZE-RO!"

"ZE-RO!"

"ZE-RO!"

[Commissioner Zero]

And with that chant, Zero begins to feed on the support from the crowd and he rolls over to reach for the tag. Fitsharris is rolling over to his side of the ring, and it looks like The Senator is about to be tagged into the match - AND HE IS!

Senator enters the ring, hoping to reach Zero before he can reach Freeman. In a split second however, London - recovering from the punch of Senator springs up onto the apron and tags the hand of Zero, whether Zero intended on tagging Freeman or not. London enters the ring and Senator pumps his brakes a bit, but it's too late as he runs into a power clothesline from the ACW Champion who has the crowd completely in the palm of his hands. Phillips gets right back up and is taken down by another clothesline. Fitsharris tests his luck on BK London - who seems to be on BLAZING mode at the moment - and he bounces off the ropes. London sees Fitsharris from the corner of his eye and he hip tosses the former Tag Team champion onto Senator - making for quite the painful situation. Kalb enters the ring, and London decks him with a trio of right hands before irish whipping him off the ropes and hitting a drop toe hold on him - and he falls onto the piled up Fitsharris and The Senator. All three men are stacked up in the center of the ring and London heads out onto the apron and quickly climbs up to the top rope. He dives off the top rope, and with Shades of Val Venis he hits a Money Maker like Body Splash on the three men.

Kalb and Fitsharris roll off to the side, towards the side and the lonely ACW Heavyweight Champion is left lying in the ring - slowly rising to his feet. Rather than take advantage of him himself, he decides to have Jason Freeman have his shot to pin the ACW Champion and he tags him in. Freeman enters the ring and he sizes up The Senator and looks to land his Shining Axe Kick and it scores. Freeman covers The Senator, and slowly Carter Donovan slides over to make the count.

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Freeman looks up at the refere - who has only completed a one count, and Donovan's hand is still up in the air. A heelish smirk comes from the rookie referee, and it hits Freeman - he's been screwed. Almost immediately however, Anthony Kalb breaks up the cover with a stomp to the back of Freeman's head which knocks him for a bit of a loop. Kalb picks up Jason Freeman, but Freeman pushes the star into the corner. London then comes out of nowhere with a running corner high knee to the jaw of Kalb before locking him in the bulldog position. Fitsharris looks over to attempt to get him some, and London races out the corner and floors both me - Fitsharris with a clothesline and Kalb with a bulldog. Kalb rolls out of the ring and London stalks Fitsharris from behind and then plants him with a hefty kick to the abdomen. The Revolver looks to be up next, but Fitsharris counters it and pushes London into the ropes. Fitsharris looks for a powerslam attempt but London slips over the shoulder and lands right behinds Fitsharris. Just out of nowhere, a superkick attempt goes awry as Zero looks to land a superkick to the jaw of Fitsharris but the Capitalist member dives out of the way. Instead, Zero connects full on to the chin of BK London and absolutely KOes him on the mat below. Zero cusses under his breath and turns right around into a clothesline over the top rope by Fitsharris.

Freeman sees his opportunity to capitalize and he dumps Fitsharris over the top rope, but he doesn't see the man standing right behind him. A backslide out of nowhere pins Freeman's shoulders down and with the element of surprise on his hands and the backhanded tactics of Cater Donovan, it looks like Freeman doesn't have a chance.

ONETWOTHREE!

The bell sounds for the ending of the match, and both Donovan and Phillips scurry out the ring even before the official announcement is made.

Phillip: And the winners of the match, the team of The Senator and The Capitalists - The Senatorial Stable!

[Commissioner Zero]

"Hail to the Chief" sounds throughout the PA system as Donovan and Phillips make their way to the mouth of the ramp, and Freeman is in complete and utter shock. It might not be so much that The Senator actually pinned Jason Freeman - but that the referee was in cahoots with the whole entire thing. Freeman stands in the center of the ring, alone, puzzled - but soon that puzzled looked turns to one of complete disdain as he scowls his Senatorial foe.

The Capitalists eventually meet The Senator at the top of the stage, and all three men congratulate one another - even though they are hurting quite a bit - on the win, and now The Capitalists are 2-0 against BK London in the Best of Five Series.

Freeman has had enough of the embarassment of standing in the ring, and immediately after The Senatorial Stable disappears behind the curtains - he makes his exit as well, leaving two men alone at ringside.

Jay Zero is now coming to, and he's still puzzled as to who the end of the match went down. All he knows is that Hail to the Chief sounded, which more than likely means he lost the match. Holding the back of his head, he starts to make his way around the ring from the announce table position to head back up the ramp - but soon enough he finds that there is someone standing in his way.

As he turns that corner, standing in front of him is one hella pissed BK London. While the superkick was unintentional - London sees that as directy and unprovoked physical contact on Zero's behalf. London's shoulders move up and down with each breath, as he stares at Zero - hating him even more with every second that passes. Suddenly, something in BK snaps, as if the primal rage that dwells inside him has outwardly manifested himself and he launches himself towards Jay Zero. London takes Zero to the ground with a spear before mounting over him and laying in a few right hands to the jaw.

Zero pushes London off of him with more of a struggle than usual, and as he starts to get up - London tackles him down again. The crowd erupts at this scuffle, as London and Zero roll around on the ground below - exchanging lightning quick and completely stiff punches to their craniums. Officials, road agents, trainers, and all referees but Carter Donovan - possibly the man behind this fight, races down to the ring and they pull BK London off Jay Zero. RAF attempts to restrain the wild BK London, as Keiji Makabe and Tim Dwight attempt to seperate the two completely by rolling Jay Zero into the ring.

Dwight and Makabe attempt to calm down the 2008 Emperor of the Ring, meanwhile RAF and Joey Reynolds - along with several familiar faces who have become road agents attempt to restrain London from entering the ring. Zero talks to Makabe and Dwight, and assure them that he's alright and he just as a few scratches beneath his eye. However, no more than 3 seconds later he blows past the two ACW officials and decides to take on BK London head on.

Zero uses the top rope to catapult himself over the top rope to the outside in a Vaulting Body Press, taking out BK London and all parties who were attempting to restrain the man. London is taken to the ground and Zero continues his assault, which prompts Dwight and Makabe to pull Zero off again. This time both men grab Jay Zero by both arms and carry him up the ramp. BK London is having none of that however, and he makes it past all 7 men who are trying to restrain him and heads up the ramp. Dwight attempts to block BK London from reaching Zero, but he's steam rolled over in a second and the two continue their fight on the top of the stage.

London grabs Jay Zero and irish whips him back first into the Warfare set. Now sizing him up, he races towards him to hit a running knee - but Zero evades it and London's knee almost smashes through the set. Now Zero grabs London and hoists him up for his Absolute Zero, but London slips off his shoulders and grabs him from behind and locks in a sleeperhold. Knowing that London won't let go and it's only a few moments before he falls asleep, Zero looks for any type of escape. With London on his back, Jay Zero begins staggering, dangerously towards the end of the stage. The fans rise to their feets and grab their cameras as it looks like BK tries to hold himself stable so that he doesn't go falling over the edge - but just then, the crowd begins booing loudly as we see the duo of Anthony Kalb and Kevin Fitsharris both making their way back out onto the stage! With a steel chair in hand, Fitsharris smiles as they look to take well advantage over the situation and put the final nail in the coffin for their already disfunctional foes. BK notices the change in attitude of the crowd and simply moves his head to the side to try and look back - but as he does... THWACK! Fitsharris nails in the side of the head with the steel chair! The sleeper hold is let go and both men's body's quickly seem to go limp, however Anthony Kalb rushes in just after the chair shot, shoulderblocking the pair - forcefully sending their lifeless body's off the stage!

Both men go soaring off the stage and through a pair of tables below, where after - they lay motionless.

"HO-LY SHIT!"

"HO-LY SHIT!"

"HO-LY SHIT!"

BK London and Jay Zero's hate for one another has stepped up to another level, and as the camera cuts to back to the Capitalists, we see them looking over the edge, laughing. The rivalry between BK and Jay Zero has seemingly cost them their tag team titles - but now - after this act by The Capitalists, will we even be able to see these two compete in the third match? Will The Capitalists score a clean sweep or will London and Zero get it together in time to get at least one victory over the duo?

Who's the Mystery Opponent that's calling out Senator?

Will The Untouchables prove to be a force to be reckoned with?

Will Thunder Train ever find true love?!

Tune into Meltdown to find out...

End Show

[Dan White]

Short show, but a sweet show all the time. Everyone's doing shit in real life, so the short show is understandable.