Warfare, 10th February

[Kim Jong CP]

Clash of the Champions
By Dave Shadow & Criminal

As we cut backstage, we find Criminal walking along the corridors, an arrogant smile across his face. Of course, he wouldn’t consider it an arrogant smile himself. More of a confident smile. After all, why wouldn’t the newly crowned Entertainment champion be confident. Recently, he had been on a roll and it had all accumulated in winning one of the biggest prizes ACW had to offer. He glanced briefly at the championship belt over his shoulder, shining brightly, and his smile grew even bigger. And, to top it all off, he had celebrated his win with the announcement that he was now a fully fledged member of the SLA group. Under the guidance of some of the best the wrestling industry had to offer, Criminal knew he would only continue to grow as a wrestler and as a champion.

As he turned a corner though, his smile disappeared completely. Sitting in front of him was another ACW superstar, positioned on one of the technical boxes placed at the side of the hall. Indeed, the man in front of him was not one anyone wouldn’t recognise; with ghost white hair, a t-shirt with his own name spread across it and a championship belt over his shoulder as well, Dave Shadow is instantly recognisable at a large difference. Dave spots Criminal and gives him the biggest grin possible. Criminal sighs and tries putting his head down and walking by him, pretending to ignore him. He though it had worked; he was a few steps beyond Dave before the World Champ talked.

Dave: Oh, fine, ignore me then. See if I care....

Criminal stopped in his stride, but kept his back to Dave.

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] Up yours Dave! You never even reconized or had the decentcy to speak to me until i became the Entertainment Champion.

Dave mocked shock and horror, as he hopped down off the box. He started to walk towards Criminal; however, even though he appeared calm and confident on the outside, Dave made sure to keep his distance. He wasn’t stupid and knew that Criminal could be dangerous. The man wasn’t the Entertainment Champion for nothing.

Dave: Now, is that anyway to react to someone who only wanted to wish you luck?

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] Luck?

Dave: In your match tonight. Against TJ. You know. You have the title defence tonight against my “partner in crime”. And I just wanted to stop by to wish you some luck.

Criminal spun round and started walking towards Dave. Dave held his ground but was more than ready to defend himself if this situation turned ugly.

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] Luck? Luck? You think I need luck? I didn’t win this title with luck? I wasn’t offered a spot in SLA because of luck. And I certainly will not need luck to beat your Renaissance buddy TJ tonight. One day you will hold the skill that empowers people like me.

Dave: Woah, ok. If that’s how you really feel, then fine. I take my wish back. But while I’m here, I thought I’d ask you a question. Something that’s been on my mind for the last week.

Criminal sighed, tiring of this discussion. However, his boredom didn’t last long; the smile faded completely off the face of the World Champ. Whatever he wanted to say, this was serious....

Dave: What the hell are you thinking joining SLA?

Criminal couldn’t help but laugh a little. He readjusted the title belt on his shoulder, making sure that Dave noticed it. Subconsciously, Dave readjusted his title belt as well. The two men were both champions, and were both struggling, silently, for superiority.

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] You stopped me because I teamed up with SLA? What’s wrong, Dave? Worried about the growing powers of SLA? Or worse? Jealous?

Dave: This isn’t a joking matter, you idiot. Do you know what you did by joining SLA? You gave it a power it didn’t have up until this point. Before, it was a bunch of guys going round playing games, under a banner that everyone could ignore. But you....you joined them as the Entertainment Champion, and in the process, you gave the SLA guys a level of control over ACW. A control they have no right in having. You were....you ARE an ACW champion, and that comes with responsibilities.

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal[/glow]: Oh, do spare me the speech Dave. I’ve heard it from the so-called “fans” all week Do you think I care about ACW or what you think?

Dave: You should. ACW gave you the chance to be the champion....

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] ....and SLA gives me the chance to go further than I ever imagined with it. I joined SLA cause I know which side will win this war, Dave. I know that when it comes to SLA vs ACW, SLA will emerge victorious and I want to make sure I’m right there on the battle lines with the winning team. And now that I’m a part of the group, their victory is all but guaranteed.

Dave says nothing for a few seconds, instead opting to let a smile spread across his face. Criminal tilts his head, trying to study Dave, trying to understand what he was thinking.

Dave:You really are an arrogant bastard, aren’t you? I’ve held that title, and I currently hold this title. I know what titles can do to your confidence, I really do. But heed my warning Criminal. You think SLA cares about you? They don’t? Thunderkiss is only after the things which make ACW ACW, and you currently hold one over your shoulder. He wants the title, not you. And as soon as you lose the Entertainment Title, you think he’s going to keep you around?

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] How naive do you think I am? I see what you’re doing, Dave. I know about how you like to play mind games and try and win matches before the bell rings. Think TK didn’t warn me about you? Although, I did think different about you. Well, that is until now!

Dave: Fine, fine, fine. I guess we’ll find out who’s right soon enough. You’ve got the main event spot tonight. Congratulations. Here’s the funny thing, though. Before, I wanted TJ to win cause I like TJ, and wanted to see him carrying that belt come tomorrow. Now? Well, now we’ve had this talk....I just want to see you get your ass handed to you, and the truth beat into your head.

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] Well, try not to be too disappointed when I retain my title, and stop The Renaissance from picking up this title. And try not to be devastated when Thunderkiss beats you for the World Title and SLA quickly recieves all the championship belts. Cause whether you like it or not, Dave... SLA is the future. And there’s nothing you can do about it.

And with that Criminal turns and briskly walks off. Dave stands looking after him, a smile on his face. However, the smile only covers his true feelings. Dave is worried about SLA, and he knows that everything Criminal just said has the potential to come true. And as the last remaining champion loyal to ACW, he is going to have to do everything in his power to stop that. As the screen fades, so too does Dave’s smile. The last image we see is worry on Dave’s face; worry about the future.

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Segment: Say What? (Dreams Do Come True 2: Skies So Blue Pt. 1.(Credit: Train and Main...er)

Our scene begins in an pitch black room but thanks to the power of Hollywood, we can see the people we need to see. The first thing we see in an outline of a man wearing a high quality suit standing up in front of an empty wall. A similar image that is about twice the size appears next but just moves around looking confused. Doesn't really matter though because night vision kicks in and we see Thunder Train standing in a "I <3 Ke$ha" T-shirt and black short shorts. The other man appears in night vision and we see the sight of Danny Mainer in his cream coloured Savile Row suit. Neither man is in the same room however. But, suddenly, a voice's words fill up both the rooms.

Man: Good Evening. This is Colonel Campbell. I'm here to give you your mission objective.

Danny Mainer: ”Copy that, you have my attention. Over.”

Thunder Train: Oh Boy!

Colonel Campbell: Excellent. Recently, we have gotten word of a possible terrorist suspect hiding out in Hong Kong. The man is Nikolai Vasectomy, killed over 100 different people at different times of the day on different days.

Danny Mainer: ”Roger. Sounds dangerous. What is the bounty on this scumbag? After the last hit, I’m not accepting any less than two million.”

Thunder Train: Wow that sounds pretty difficult. I'm not sure if I can do it. I'm not the agent I was a few years ago colonel.

Colonel Campbell: To answer your question, the payout is five million.

Thunder Train: I didn't ask that but OK.

Danny Mainer: ”Copy that. That's interesting. What’s the plan?”

Colonel Campbell: You and a partner will infiltrate his compound in Hong Kong, causing a distraction to lead him out of hiding and into daylight. Then, you will shoot him down in cold blood and return to America to collect the money.

Thunder Train: That sounds a bit dangerous for me. I'm not 100% sure I can do that man.

Colonel Campbell: Don't worry about it, we have it all figured out.

Danny Mainer: ”Have what figured out? Who’re you talking to? Is there someone else on the line?”

Colonel Campbell: Did I not tell you that? Oh well, watch.

Suddenly, the bright K-Mart style lights turn on and both men in their respective rooms are blinded by them. We now see that behind each of them there is a giant window. The dazed dudes turn around and look into the mirror, which suddenly starts to move up for both of them. Once it clears, we see that the room was just separated and now both Mainer and Train are face to face. Right away Mainer draws a gun and points it at Train. Train counters by pointing his squirt gun at Mainer and squirting him with water in the eye.

Danny Mainer: ”YOU FUCKEEEEER!”

Thunder Train: Hahahaha, serves you right faggot!

A television turns on in the room and Colonel Campbell can finally be seen.

Colonel Campbell: Enough! Both of you. I need you agents to work together in order to stop Vasectomy. Do you understand?

Danny Mainer: ”Colonel, no disrespect to you or the man standing next to me but his brain is as clogged up as his arteries, the fat hunk of crap!”

Thunder Train: I will not! Colonel, he called me a name!

Colonel Campbell: Listen Mainer, I know that you feel Train won't be good but the two of you are the only ones that can do this.

Danny Mainer: ”And why's that? What skills does he possibly have?”

Colonel Campbell: Have you not watched any action movies? Rush Hour...Rush Hour 2...that new one coming out. You need the serious agent and the comic relief agent. It's common sense man, Jesus, didn’t they teach you anything in stage school, college boy?

Danny Mainer: ”YOU SWORE you wouldn’t mention that.”

Colonel Campbell: Oh I’m sorry Mainercutio, did I hurt your feelings? I didn’t think Juliette’s tough as balls Mexican brother would be upset by something like this!

Danny Mainer: ”All due respect Campbell? Shut the fuck up. I’ll break you.”

Colonel Campbell: In any case, we’ll be flying the two of you out tomorrow. Check into a hotel room.

Thunder Train: We're gonna get breakfast first right? RIGHT?

Danny Mainer: ”Oh fuck, I’m as good as dead.”

Fade

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Trace Armstrong vs VorteX (Written by The Red Panther)

As we come back from the break, Trace is already in the ring, pumped up. He is bouncing off the ropes, air boxing and in general doing generic warm up stuff. "Out of the ashes" plays as VorteX walks out from behind the curtain. He seems confident about his match-up tonight, smiling as he looks as Trace, ignoring the crowd. VorteX rolls into the ring and walks calmely to the centre of the ring.

DING DING DING

VorteX stays standing in the middle of the ring. Seeing this Trace comes up the VorteX and starts cockily taunting him up close and laughing at him. Trace turns, smiles at the fans and then goes for a surprise punch. Unfortunately his arm is weak, and VorteX manages to grab Trace's fist and turns it into a Psycosurgery (Orange crush bomb)! VorteX finishes the move and covers for the three count

SPOILER: Click to show

Winner: VorteX!

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Whats wrong, Red (Mr. Red)

Mr. Red is shown backstage. He looks distraught after having lost 2 of 3 matches back in ACW. He claimed to be a different man but something happened. Something just didn't feel right. Mr. Red just didn't feel right. He sat at his locker for a while and stared at the wall. After a moment, a female voice is heard. Red glances over his shoulder barely to see Charlotte.

Charlotte: Mr. Red, a word if I may?

Mr. Red: You can speak all the words you want, to a winner. Go waste your time with someone more deserving.

Charlotte: Red, you have only been back here for 3 matches. Are you thinking about leaving already?

Red spun around quickly to meet her face to face. This scared the young announcer who jumped back a little.

Red: I'm on a losing skid. It's not the end of the freaking world. I just need to figure out what I am doing wrong with my matches. You think just like the rest of the world that I am going…to just pack my bags and run home? News flash! I am ACW's ONLY 3 time Entertainment Champion. You think that this is going to keep me down? Please…. I knew that's why you brought your skanky ass in here. You want to take your shot at me? Let me take a shot at you? Let me throw you around.

Red picks up the bench and throws it out of the way.

Red: I lost to a nobody out there. Let me show you how I really feel right about now.

Charlotte is frozen in fear as Mr. Red inches toward her. Suddenly some security enter the room and block Red from reaching the lady in the room. He sizes up the guards before tip toeing his way to the door of the room. He glared once more at Charlotte before leaving out the door.

Charlotte: Yea, he will be leaving soon.

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Planning For the Future
Chris Phenomenal and Senator

All is fair in love and war. Whether it is finally giving in to a long held fear of allowing another to truly get close to you, to realize that beneath the hard edged exterior is a wounded man, one who lost it all at a young age, gained it back only to lose again. Or, allowing a politician to exert his influence on your behalf, to allow someone else to stick there neck out for you against every fiber in your body telling you to cut him loose. For Chris Phenomenal, the Paige saga is drawing closer to a close, after finally finding the link between the two, after months of being hog tied by a corrupted force he can almost taste her back in his life.

The cost has been worth it. Against initial reservations, Senator Steve Phillips has proven to be an invaluable aid in helping Chris get closer to her, and for that he will have his undying loyalty as our scene opens to his house. Normally vacant, especially with ACW touring, present business however has drawn him back to the dusty streets of Harlem. Sitting across from him on a chair is Senator Steve Phillips, the two pouring over a blueprint laid out between them.

Senator: Being in office does have its perks. I highly doubt any old citizen could have gained these.

The two have scribbled all over, making key markings at doorways, walls and various other places all over. Chris draws a line over top of one door as Senator looks and nods his head.

Senator: I think you are right there Chris. Block that door and prevent any escape, making sure we have only two doors. We come in through this one and allow Paige to get out at that one, we will have parked the car there and she’ll take it and begone. You know that she has your cell phone number and can get in touch from there.

Chris Phenomenal: Yeah, what about this here though, the roof appears to have a fire exit and I’m not letting that son of a bitch get away.

Senator: I would think that we could possibly get up there but looking at these schematics, the roof appears to be of cheap tin. I think we might give away our position if we go up there and echoes around the building. Our first priority is Paige, if he escapes, so be it, we shall get him later but we can not endanger Paige before hand.

Faced with science Chris bows away as he looks down at the paper. Slowly it fades off as he slips back into the past.

Chris Phenomenal:

[/color] PAIGE!

Chris waits for a moment, the sound of a car engine starting before he hears a fell shriek from outside.

Paige: CHRIS!

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:[/color] NOOOOO!!!!

With that the scene cuts to black as Chris pounds the pavement and stares skyward, cursing up a storm as some of the locals emerge from their house and stare at him.[/quote]

Senator: Chris? Chris?

Jerking out of his day dream Chris looks across at Senator and shakes his head.

Senator: Are you okay?

Chris Phenomenal: I’m fine, just phased out for a moment.

Senator: Alright, keep your head in the game here though. One mistake and we are done, both of us and so is Paige, everything needs to be perfect.

Chris Phenomenal: I know that, just, we’re almost there.

Senator: I understand. What I was saying is that we should worry about if there is a second person in the building. I highly doubt there is, this sort of under handed operation is a single person job but we can not be over prepared.

Chris Phenomenal: Shoot to kill!

Senator: We have discussed this Chris. We can not do that sort of thing, we do not have that sort of authority.

Chris Phenomenal: To be fair, I really don’t care. He took my girlfriend, the only thing that really matters to me in this life. I’m not like you with high expecations. Everything I’ve accomplished is secondary to this. If it winds up with the police sniffing around, we’ve got an alibi anyways, we’re not here, we’re on the road with ACW.

Senator: And we will see how well that alibi holds up under oath and threat of prosecution for perjury. If it comes down to it, shoot for the knee cap, shoot to wound, not to kill.

Chris Phenomenal: Yeah, then eat a bullet myself. I told you Senator, this is my world, not yours. Jail for life isn’t a bad thing here, we get TV in a few years, guaranteed meals, shelter.

Senator: Alright, point taken Chris. If there is a second we will shoot to kill but the first we must keep alive. There might be others like Paige, others like you and we need to get them back.

Chris Phenomenal: Alright.

Man: I need you to get involved, find a way to get at him, and then get him out. You’ve got the power to do it, even with your history, in fact it might even play into you with him wanting revenge on you.

Chris stares up at the man, understanding in his eyes.

Man: You get the job done, you get Paige. You fuck up, you lose her, it’s as simple as that. Now if you’ll excuse me.

With that the man starts to walk away before grabbing his pistol and whipping it across the face of Chris’ knocking him back into an unconscious state as the man turns and looks at his cronies.

Man: Get him out of here.

With that the two grab a hold of Chris’ before marching him out the door, dragging his dead weight as the scene cuts.

Senator: Chris? Chris?

Chris Phenomenal: Sorry, again.

Senator: It is alright. I think we are ready to go anyways.

Chris Phenomenal: Good, we get back from Oakland on Thursday and we have fun on Friday.

Senator: Sounds good to me.

With that the two of them sit back as the scene fades away, the plan ready to go, ready to retrieve Paige.

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“ENEMY AT THE GATES”
Credit: Thunder Train, Danny Mainer & Thunderkiss

[When SLA is headed in your direction you best step out of their way unless your sport the colors. Heeding this advice has spared countless members of the staff as they venture throughout the hallways backstage during Warfare over the past few weeks. Tell this to Danny Mainer and he will tell you to take your advice and shove it. Tonight he is looking for a fight and he finally finds it after being hot on the trail of Kiss and company for nearly an hour. He’s ready to spit in the wind and tug on Superman’s cape to rid himself of the anguish he has been suffering every since he was screwed out of the SLA Championship.]

Danny Mainer: ”THUNDERKISS!”

Thunderkiss: Train, who is that?! I can’t quite make out their face, they are so dark! Hey buddy, if you want to talk to me you are going to have to step out of my shadow for a second.

Thunder Train: Oh zing!

Danny Mainer: ”You. Me. Tonight for that very belt Kiss, screw me once shame on you, screw me twice shame on me!”

Thunderkiss: Whoa, whoa, slow down there, ‘Tex. You just had your chance at me and the SLA title belt. In case you forgot, let me remind you that you failed miserably on both counts. Why do you think you are deserving of another opportunity?!

Danny Mainer: ”Failed miserably? Son, I knocked seven bells out of you barely breaking a sweat before certain forces conspired against me to screw me out of what was rightfully mine! You had this planned all along and you’re pathetic that you had to have such a contingency plan just to stop me, a little angry tiny man! You’re pathetic Kiss, really you are. That title is mine, I DEMAND a rematch and I know for a fact that you wouldn’t get a repeat result if you fought me one more time!”

Thunderkiss: Nice. If this was a debating company you might actually win something with that little number of yours but it’s not. This title belongs to SLA Incorporated which is owned by me. I make the rules; I call the shots around here and I say you get your ass back to the end of the line!

[Seconds before Thunderkis finishes that last sentence in walks the new Chairman of ACW, Samuel Hawthorne. Mainer immediately begins to salivate as he suspects that the new boss will show Thunderkiss just where the power lies. Oh the irony.]

Samuel Hawthorne: Excuse me?

Danny Mainer: ”Looks like somebody opened his fat cigar-chomping mouth at the wrong moment. Come on Hawthorne, show this douchebag the door once and for all!”

Thunderkiss: You heard me, crackerjack. If think your big bad boss routine is going to back me down you got another thing coming, pal. I ain’t BK London or any other yes man you’ve dealt with so far. As far as I am concerned, I am your equal if not greater. Right now I am the only thing you got that is preventing this company from being buried six feet under. In fact, every time you cash one of your paychecks you should be on your hands and knees thanking me for every cent you stuff into your pocket.

Samuel Hawthorne: Is that so?

Thunderkiss: You’re damn right it is.

Samual Hawthorne: Mr. Joseph, many have probably questioned my sanity for allowing you and your “movement” air time on ACW programming. Some may even question my loyalty to ACW for not firing you or any who join you immediately after taking control of the company. Let me now address these people in your presence for this is something you surely do not want to miss. You and SLA remain employed by ACW because you are absolutely right when you say you put money into my pockets. Let it be known that your image along with that of your companions sells greater than that of any other member of the roster. Firing you would be financial suicide for this company.

Danny Mainer: ”I don’t like swearing on television... you may notice that when I’m on I cut my down my use of abusive language to make myself more accessible to a wide variety of audiences but you have taken the biscuit. I can think of no other response than to say “Fucking seriously?” This man will pull a Julius Caesar on this company and stab it dead in the back the moment he gets the opportunity! You are insane to keep him around here!”

Samuel Hawthorne: That is your opinion. I respect the fact yours differs but you best not challenge my authority, Mr. Mainer.

Danny Mainer: ”Hold up, I’m getting the caution for Kiss telling you to line up and let him use your tongue as toilet paper and to maybe reach your arms around too? What is wrong with this picture?! There’s something REALLY not right with you.”

Samuel Hawthorne: I was simply taking a preemptive measure, Mr. Mainer. I have read many notes on you and know full well the kind of man I am dealing with. Know that if you truly represent the good of this company, I shall have your back.

Danny Mainer: ”Baby, I’ve got nothing but ACW’s best intentions at heart. What I really want to know is to what extent YOU have my back. I was screwed out of the SLA title at the super card and I think I deserve my shot at redemption in the form of a return match! One that doesn’t have the jolly brown giant over there as referee!“

Thunder Train: Hey that’s racist!

Samuel Hawthorne: I agree with you Mr. Mainer but as Thunderkiss stated, only he may make match stipulations for the SLA World Title. I do not have ownership of it, nor any SLA title for that matter. If you wish to fight Thunderkiss for nothing more than bragging rights, that is another matter entirely and I would be more than glad to assist.

Danny Mainer: ”So Hawthorne, you can’t even force Aiden to defend that title? You my friend are crazier than a snake in a rats nest! You let this man flap his gums about the flaws of ACW, slander us publically on YOUR door step knowing full well that the second he gets the opportunity he’ll strike this company down into the history books with the absolute force of God! You don’t give a damn about ACW or the fans, you care only about fattening your damn wallet! All due respect Dr. H, but it seems to me you are failing to realize you won’t be able to make ANY money when Thunderkiss shuts ACW down, which he is going to do fast unless you stop him and stop him now!”

Samuel Hawthorne: While it is Thunderkiss’ intent to plunder my roster and put my company out of business, I worry not. At the end of the day the ACW brand is world renowned and means much to so many. The loyalty this organization has built up over the years cannot be surpassed by an upstart federation nor its zealot owner. The way I see things, SLA is making things much more interesting for all and that is good for business. What is good for business is good for us all. When the day comes that it’s not, I will see to it that this little charade comes to an end. Until then, Thunderkiss will continue to raise both my profits and ratings. So I ask you now, Thunderkiss, who is using who?

Thunderkiss: There is a fine line between confidence and foolishness, Hawthorne. Methinks you surely have crossed it, but I was taught to never look a gift horse in the mouth. Whether or not either one of us thinks SLA will fail or achieve matters not to me. As long as you give the stage and stay out of my way you and I will get along just fine.

[And with that Team Thunder departs without incident, quite the surprising considering how their night began. As he leaves, Thunderkiss cannot help but give in to his childish nature and bat a coy smirk in Mainer’s direction. This gets under his rival’s skin but he does not act, not while the hand that feeds him is standing a few feet away. But rest assured, Mainer’s return look of contempt speaks louder than any words possibly could. It tells Thunderkiss that one of these days, most defiantly sooner than later, “little Daniel Masterson” will be knocking at his door to return the favor shown to him at the last super card. That’s alright for Thunderkiss, the nightmares that still linger in his mind from when he stood at death’s door and one victory over Mainer will not be enough to slay them.]

[FADE]

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Segment: Limits of Power
(Credit: Senator)

As the show returns from a rather long commercial break, Senator Steve Phillips is seen in the ring wearing one of his trademark suits, and a microphone in hand.

The Senator: Well, well, well, as I stand here tonight, I see you all arrayed before me tonight, and while the arena we are in is sufficiently large, the upper decks are vacant by design, and even the sections below are limited in space. Oh how the mighty have fallen! Now, I know that the current economic times are harsh, and that the restructuring of Alpha Championship Wrestling was completely necessary for our survival, and our success. To that extent, we fired many of the unnecessary staff members, sold off the assets that we did not properly utilize, and shifted to a touring structure. And to top it all off, we hired a man by the name of Samuel Hawthorne to replace our erstwhile Chairman Gingerdude in managing the organization. Hawthorne came with a sterling reputation and rumors said that he would be a penny pincher to put it mildly. I approved this move with trepidations, always keeping an eye out. Now, lest I ramble on any further, I shall delve into my point: Mr. Hawthorne, you and I have not yet had our proper meeting, and that was by design. Now is the time, here is the place, and I demand that you meet me in the middle of this squared circle this very moment!

The crowd buzzes as the Senator's bold demand echoes in their ears, but yet fails to yield immediate results.

Senator: I did not come out here to waste time, not mine, nor yours, and certainly not that of the faithful ticket-purchasers! Samuel Hawthorne, it is in your best interest that you present yourself here before the public! If you still refuse to show up, I will be forced to...

Out of nowhere, a voice booms over the PA system:

Hawthorne: Senator Phillips! This had best be VERY interesting!

Senator: Ah, Mr. Hawthorne, how gracious of you to join these proceedings!

Samuel Hawthorne walks out through the curtain, flanked by several security guards, and a grim expression fills his face.

Senator: This has been a long time in occurring, has it not?

Hawthorne: Skip the pleasantries, I really do not appreciate being summoned out here like a common member of the roster.

Senator: Ah, but that is the entire point of this crucial meeting!

Hawthorne: Excuse me?

Senator: When you restructured every contract in ACW, I took careful note of what you did, and how I could circumvent your legal barriers. Through my connection and non-insubstantial personal experience with the subject, I was able to see to it that you would not be able to box me into a corner as you had hoped. I am not a man to be be trifled with or to be ordered about as, well, in your words a "member of the common roster." I am a member of the United States Senate, as well as a multiple time champion in ACW! As such, I have a bit more sway...

Hawthorne: You're wasting time again, the point is...

Senator: The point is, I have a loophole in my contract that allows me to challenge anyone on the ACW roster to a match. I also found that this is legally binding, and does not exclude anyone, from part time contracted employees, to members of the security staff, from Dave Shadow to Thiago Gracie, and not even excluding...the chairman himself.

Hawthorne: Preposterous! You expect me to believe that rubbish?

Senator: Indeed I do, sir. If you want to see the fine print, I would be more than happy to run it by your people. And I would also like to take this time to take full advantage of my specific privilege and to call you out next week to face me in one on one competition. I may not be quite what I used to be, but I...

Hawthorne: Ok, ok, ok, so if you are telling the truth, and I don't quite buy that just yet, then why on Earth would you want to do this?

Senator: Simple. You have horrendously mismanaged this company and have run it into the ground in your short tenure. I believe that the balance of power needs to be shifted...and by defeating you in the middle of the ring, I will raise such doubts for your ability to run the company that you will have no choice but to step down, or be forced out.

Hawthorne: We'll see about that...we'll see.

The chairman turns on a heel, and exits to the backstage, with his security following behind. In the ring, Steve Phillips stares at his departing foe, a stern smirk developing as the scene leads to the...

Fade Out

[Kim Jong CP]

*We open the scene backstage, where we see “The Soul of Philly” TJ warming up for his Entertainment Championship match against one of the newest members of SLA, Criminal. He is in his ring gear, which for this championship match is gold wrist tape, gold elbow pads, a gold glove on his right hand, an gold pants with the initials of his deceased uncles, JCF on his right leg and CMF on the left, who were taken from him at an early age in their twenties. The initials are in red lettering. He is stretching out his hamstrings when from his left, walks up Frank Washington, TJ’s friend.

Frank Washington: Hey, TJ, thanks for getting me into ACW

The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ No problem man. Anything for a friend.

Frank Washington: So, soon to be Entertainment Champ, eh?

The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I hope so, for the sake of ACW.

Frank Washington: Huh?

The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Well, with Thunderkiss telling Dave that it’s war now, SLA having the Entertainment Title, it’s not good for ACW.

Frank Washington: Oh, so if you win, you and Dave will be going against Thunderkiss and Rena?

The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Yea. Basically

Frank Washington:Didn’t you lose to her last week? You lost to a girl?

The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Yo relax with that shit. She’s a good wrestler.

Frank Washington:But she’s a girl! You’re the biggest, strongest fucker I know.

The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Shit happens, it’s all in the past, my future is tonight.

Frank Washington:Yea. So how do you think you’ll do tonight?

The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Come on, have I ever been one to doubt what I can do?

Frank Washington:No, not really. But the last title match I saw you in, you said you were gonna beat me, Alan and Ty and walk out the ECF champ.

The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Eh, screw you. You know I was illegally taken out of that match!

Frank Washington:Whatever you tell yourself. So, when you win, you’ll give me a shot.

The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ No, you gotta earn this bad boy.

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] Yea, but you won’t be facing this pathetic excuse of a superstar.

*TJ and Frank turn around to see none other than the latest superstar to defect to SLA, the Entertainment Champion, Criminal in his ring attire. His face painted in red and black, long baggy black jeans with red letters spelling out "Criminal" on the pant legs. Criminal is prepared for the match as he waits for his time. Criminal walks up and leans against the wall, readjusting the title over his shoulder.*

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] What makes you so sure that you’re going to walk out the winner tonight, let alone walk out?

The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ The fact, that I am about a foot taller than you and at LEAST 50 pounds more than you.

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal: [/glow]It’s rare where I’m the biggest guy. However, size never seems to be a factor. I have taken out people bigger, and smaller than myself, and you are going to be no different.

The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ What are you going to Criminal? Stab me?

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal: [/glow]If I were you, I’d stop giving a guy like me ideas.

The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ A guy like you? What does that mean?

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] You have seen what I have done to the former ACW Entertainment Champion. Where is he now... Well, if my mind serves me correctly...Good ole Trent won't be here anymore. If I get my way tonight TJ, you will end up just like him. You think that just because you are bigger than me you still stand a chance. I guess everyone can dream.

The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Look, I’ve faced guy like you who think they can outsmart me before, and they ended the same way, in the hospital.

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] You have a better chance winning this title, then you do putting me in the hospital. And well you have no chance in hell to defeat me. So this championship will still be a part of SLA after this show tonight.

Frank Washington: Yo, TJ, don’t listen to this kid. He’s got no idea what he’s in for.

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] And you would be?

Frank Washington:Frank-

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] Frank? I thought everyone that worked here needed to be presentable. Well you must not be placed in the lime-light to much because I have never heard of you.

Frank Washington:Now, I have the records-

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] No one cares what you “have”. All that matters is what you "actually" have. I actually have the Entertainment title, I actually have the greatest wrestler as my leader, and I actually have a spot in THE greatest wrestling company EVER! Your buddy actually has a promising loss on his record coming tonight.

Frank Washington: You’re lucky you have a match, otherwise I’d kick your ass all over this damn arena.

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] Many people have tried, and have failed in the process. If TJ would like to see a little pre-game of what’s going to happen to him, then go ahead I could use the warm up anyway, your mom just wasn’t enough 10 minutes ago.

*Frank throws a right, but TJ catches it and pushes Frank to the side. Criminal laughs as he moves the title again*

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] That’s funny, from what I heard you’re a hot head TJ, but every since you teamed with Dave, you aren’t yourself. Although I see Dave has you trying for failure. He's trying to keep you away from his title, but good Ole SLA will soon take that from him as well.

The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Oh, I’m still myself, learned how to control my anger and use it latter, like in our match tonight. Now, I suggest you get ready for our match and stop worry about Frank.

[glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] And worry about you instead? That’s really funny. Good luck tonight, chump, it won’t help though.

*Criminal leaves the two friends alone. TJ turns to Frank*

Frank Washington:Why did you stop me? He said something about my mom.

The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Because you don’t need Sammy on your back two weeks into your new job. Look, I’ll take care of him, and if there is anything left, you can have it. Alright?

Frank Washington:Yea, I guess so.

The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Alright. Well, I gotta get back to getting ready for my match.

Frank Washington: No problem dude. Good luck and thanks again.

*Frank leaves the screen area as TJ goes back to warming up. As the scene fades.*

[Kim Jong CP]

Main Event:
ACW Entertainment Championship
Criminal (c) vs. “The Soul of Philly” TJ

In his first match flying the SLA flag, Criminal wastes no time in bringing the fight to his scheduled opponent, TJ. He clubs him in the back with forearms then goes to work with some quick kicks. The Soul of Philly immediately mounts a comeback with knife-edge chops backing up his actions. TJ continues to chop away at Criminal until one of them is blocked. Criminal employs a forearm smash before springing off the ropes and hitting the running facebuster. Criminal then goes low with a dropkick to the chest of TJ. Criminal taunts the fans but the distraction proves costly for him as he is rolled up with a school boy. Only a two count is produced as the fans moan slightly. After the two count, TJ picks up his current opponent and lines him up before hitting a stiff right hand. Criminal rolls out of the ring to collect his breath but TJ stays on him and tosses him into the ring, not allowing the Entertainment Champion any room to breathe.

Both men are on their feet and as Criminal looks for a handshake, he pulls back and slaps The Soul of Philly across his face with his other hand. TJ does not take this too kindly as he responds with a clothesline that levels the Entertainment Champion. TJ picks him up and tosses Criminal into the corner. TJ backs up into the corner and charges at Criminal, who swiftly avoids the move. A high jump front dropkick sends TJ stumbling into the corner and Criminal charges at him, hopping onto the ropes and delivering a series of punches. This proves costly as TJ grabs Criminal and gets him ready for the Impact Bomb. Criminal manages to fight out of it and hits a DDT, planting TJ to the canvas.

Criminal throws some kicks towards TJ before nailing a springboard leg drop for a count of two. Criminal sizes up TJ and prepares to end this early. The Heist is attempted but TJ hangs on and slams Criminal to the canvas. Criminal is then hooked for the TJT and the move is successful, producing a 2.9 count for TJ. The Soul of Philly beckons to his fans, who greet him with enthusiastic cheering. TJ sets Criminal up for an attempted Soulbuster but Criminal rolls through with a victory roll, getting a 2.9. TJ charges at Criminal but the Entertainment Champion is too fast and he delivers a drop toe hold to the canvas. TJ is then hit with a dropkick to the side of the head.

Criminal continues his offense with a flury of punches to the head of TJ. Criminal then goes to whip TJ off the ropes but the bigger man reverses the attempt. As TJ prepares for a back body drop, Criminal forsees this and springs over TJ. Criminal bounces off the opposite ropes and catches TJ with a bulldog, sending the Soul of Philly's head crashing into the mat. Criminal pauses to catch a breather before signalling that the end is nigh. Criminal bounces off the ropes and leaps into the air for the Bank Vault but at the last possible second, TJ gets his knees up and drives the wind out of Criminal. Both men lay on the canvas for a while as the ref starts his count. Both men make it to their feet at five and prepare for more hell.

TJ soon blocks a punch from Criminal and delivers one of his own. Another one is dealt followed by a knife-edge chop. TJ then whips Criminal into the ropes and catches him with a spinning shoulder block. Criminal gets to his feet and is hit with a spear. TJ covers Criminal but the Entertainment Champion shows his guts by kicking out before three. TJ then sets up Criminal for the Impact Bomb but Criminal fights out of it. Criminal bounces off the ropes but TJ catches him and successfully nails the Impact Bomb. TJ sprints around the ring, yelling to his cheering fans before signalling for the Soulbuster. TJ goes for it but when Criminal is in midair, he catches TJ with the Heist! The ref counts as Criminal covers... But TJ kicks out before three!

Criminal has a small confrontation with the ref before returning his focus to TJ. Criminal pushes TJ into the turnbuckles and throws a few punches his way. Criminal manages to prop TJ onto the top rope and prepares for a frankensteiner! Will Criminal get a chance to hit it? No! Because while he does manage to leap up and wrap his legs around TJ for the frankensteiner bit, TJ holds onto his foe and brings him up with a bearhug. Now normally, this is the part where TJ waits until the referee does the whole checking the guy routine. But he's not in the right position to do such a thing, so he flies off the ropes. The fans go crazy as TJ nails an impressive variation of the 215 Hurtin'. TJ covers Criminal and gets the 1... 2... 3!

Phillip: Here is your winner and the NEW ACW Entertainment Champion, “The Soul of Philly” TJ!

TJ stands up from the pin and realizes what he has accomplished. TJ gets a huge smile on his face as the ref presents him the ACW Entertainment Championship. TJ raises his newly-won prize in the air and takes command of the corners, showing it off for his adoring fans. TJ feels like he's on top of the world with his massive victory but as he is about to find out, his night is not quite over.

[Kim Jong CP]

“SHIT JUST GOT SERIOUS, SON”
Credit: Dave Shadow, Chris Phenomenal, TJ, Rena, ? & Thunderkiss

[Something wicked this way comes and never has evil looked better. Thunderkiss and Rena Matheson make haste down the ramp way like the calvary to come to the aid of their fallen comrade. With the result of this match up already in the bag, one must wonder why we did not see their appearance earlier. The answer to this lingering question comes as the two exchange a few words during their jaunt to the ring.]

Thunderkiss: You know we wouldn’t be in this situation if it wouldn’t take twenty minutes to come out of your locker room.

Rena Matheson: A lady has to look her best to conquer the world, you know.

Thunderkiss: Rena, in this business there is no such thing as “fashionably late.” Just fashionably fucked.

[Criminal laying prone in the ring is all the proof Thunderkiss needs to back up his assessment. Rena stifles her tongue for she knows that a rebuttal would not be appropriate in this situation and her time would be better spent making life miserable for the “Soul of Philly.” Speaking of whom, TJ has finally been roused out of his stupor by the oncoming sight of SLA honing in on him. Immediately he takes the defensive and hopes that his backup will even the numbers before he finds himself in a fight for his life for the second time tonight.]

Thunderkiss: “Soul of Philly” is it? Well “Soul man,” now that you possess that belt you have two choices. One, you join me and SLA ...

The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ So you could throw me to the side once you get all the use out of me? Let me tell you something Kiss, I told Dave I'd have his back no matter what. So you can take your spot in your, how do you say it, "KISS Army" and shove it up your ass.

Thunderkiss: A man who knows what he wants. I like that. Well buddy boy, you got your wish.

[Throughout this exchange of words TJ has taken his eyes off Rena; the one rule that you can ill afford to break when facing Thunderkiss and SLA. A wicked CHICK KICK nails him in the back of the head and he stumbles right into Thunderkiss who finishes the combination attack with a headbutt. With the new ACW Entertainment Champion lying at Thunderkiss’ feet, the slaughter may begin.]

Thunderkiss: Looks like you chose wrong, crackerjack.

Dave Shadow: TK, you step away from him right now!

[Dave Shadow’s appearance may not be all that shocking, but its effects are nevertheless. The fans explode out of their seats as the man who leads the ACW resistance charges into battle without any concern for his personal well-being. Thunderkiss has nary a second to ready himself as Dave jets down the ramp way, catapults his way into the ring and throws his body with reckless abandon into TK’s. After a brief second in the air, both men smack the canvas like two flapjacks in a baker’s frying pan. With Thunderkiss in peril, Rena steps in to make the save but is cut off by a vengeful TJ. A knot on the back of his head is all the motivation he needs to battle Rena to the back and take her out of the equation. This leaves Dave and TK alone and the World Champion doesn’t hesitate to make TK privy to this fact.]

Dave: Looks like it's just you and me, Teeks. And to be honest, that's just the way I wanted it. I like these odds

Thunderkiss: Good thing you aren’t a betting man.

[Dave puts all his strength into the knuckles of his fist and drives them into TK’s ribs repeatedly in an effort to slow him down. It works. Thunderkiss goes into defense mode and covers himself up, an extremely rare sight if there ever was one. Seeing Thunderkiss like this only causes him to double his efforts and turn TK’s internal organs into ground beef.]

“Fast” Eddie Edison: Dave Shadow is MANHANDLING Thunderkiss!

Thunderkiss *spitting blood*: You done yet?

Dave: Huh?

Thunderkiss: GOODNIGHT!

~!~GOODNIGHT KISS~!~

[He weathered the storm. Showing that it was all a ruse to wear down Dave, Thunderkiss stops playing dead and leaps up to his feet with startling quickness. One body jerk later, Dave’s body is turned inside out as he takes the full brunt of TK’s Axe Bomba. Just like that all the wind is sucked right out of the arena as ACW’s first and only hope topples to the canvas.]

Thunderkiss: Your greatest hope lies at my feet, ACW! This man just bludgeoned me into a pulp and I took it! I took every second of his best and yet - HERE I STAND! Now ACW, I ask you one simple question? CAN HE DO THE SAME?! LET’S FIND OUT!?

[The world stands still as the Worldbreaker positions himself for the kill. His fist clenched he prepares to stop the pulse of ACW by stopping Dave’s and a KICKSTART MY HEART should be just what the doctor ordered. However, before he can write the prescription, another interloper comes out to join in the fun. Or perhaps in TK’s case, ruin it.]

~!~CRACK~!~

Chris Phenomenal: That ought to shut you up!

[Thunderkiss has never been accused of having a glass jaw, but the “Superman Punch” of Chris Phenomenal has shattered his twice. Thunderkiss drops like a ton of bricks and joins Dave on the canvas. Just like that the mood in the arena swings back to exuberance as the momentum shifts back into ACW’s favor. Chris stands in the middle of the ring, Dave Shadow to his left, Thunderkiss to his right. Down he looks at both of them as internally he is conflicted on what to do next. With the fate of the company looming large in everyone’s minds, the choice is easy. CP extends his hand downward to Dave in a symbol of hope that sends the crowd into an even greater frenzy.]

“Fast” Eddie Edison: Phenomenal is offering a hand to Dave Shadow!

Maxwell McNally: Perhaps sportsmanship in professional wrestling is not truly dead!

[Perhaps it is because he is still feeling the effects of the Goodnight Kiss, perhaps it is because he knows that the two of them combined could wipe SLA off the map, but either way, Dave takes CP’s hand and is lifted to his feet. The flashbulbs pop as two men involved in a bitter rivalry for months have put their differences aside to keep the heart of ACW beating during its darkest hour...

... or have they?]

~!~WHAM~!~

Maxwell McNally: Then again ...

[In just a fraction of a second all is lost. Chris Phenomenal gives Dave Shadow another dose of medicine as the Superman Punch knocks the ACW World Champion back into dreamland. The fans immediately raise their hands in the air and decry Phenomenal’s actions with a chorus of boos. Unfazed, Phenomenal stands proudly as he flashes a defiant smile in wake of his actions, calling for a microphone, getting one and begins to announce the fall of both Dave Shadow and Thunderkiss and the coming of his rule.]

Chris Phenomenal: Look at them, both, each one fighting for a side. For you sick freaks out there who have empowered Thunderkiss, or you ACW fans who have backed Dave Shadow to his fluke title win, I say to you, look at them now.

[The crowd jeers but Phenomenal is far from done with them on this evening.]

Chris Phenomenal: You see, for months I made Dave Shadow’s life a living hell and then all of a sudden, it stopped and everyone figured I’d gone soft, that I’d given up trying to take Shadow down, but I’ve proven time and time again that you should never, ever count me out. Did you see Shadow, the gullible little men figuring, that because I’d set everything aside that maybe we could team up and look where it got him. I took my time and now look at me, standing over Dave Shadow.

And what about Thunderkiss, the decrepit muscle head who’s spent the last two months trying to get me to turn on Senator instead of focusing on what’s really going on. He figured then that he’d got me tonight and that was that, that he’d sent his message and realize that I’d take some time and finally realize that this was my fate, that I should get rid of Senator and join up his side and now, look at this.

Everyone sees this as a two sided war, ACW vs. SLA, but there’s a third side, and it’s not open for anyone who’s willing to sell out to join, it’s the side of truth, of victory, of righteous and championships…

…it’s

…the

[Kim Jong CP]

[The crowd recognizes the opening to “Hail Destroyer” by Cancer Bats and immediately let out a collective pop. CP is looking on in disbelief at the sound of this song and his suspicions are confirmed when a man steps out from behind the curtain. With a Metallica t-shirt, jeans and sneakers on his body and a look of rage on his face, the crowd is quite shocked and pleasantly surprised to see...]

Crowd: X... S... 3!

TEAR US DOWN!

[Indeed, XS3 makes a beeline for the ring and goes after CP. The two former Mega Star Alliance partners and stoner buddies begin trading blows with one another with XS3 beginning to get the upper hand. CP turns the tide in his favor with a swift kick to the midsection and begins throwing punches to XS3's back. XS3 drops to one knee and CP backs up, preparing for the Superman Punch. He goes to charge at XS3 to connect with the devastating finisher but XS3 puts his plans to bed and rushes forward, knocking all the wind out of CP with the Shadow Step. The crowd is going crazy at this as XS3 stands up and grabs a mic from a stagehand.]

XS3: It's what, Chris? What is it?! Is it some sort of blind crusade? Who are you trying to impress? There is no one in this arena who will give a damn what your side represents. You say you fight for honor and tradition? Your mentor, your manager, Senator Steve Phillips, he failed us all! He turned his back on his ideologies and his principles and for what?! For this?! He used to be a man I respected but your poison rendered him an obsolete unit. No sign of recovery in sight.

[XS3 brushes the hair out of his eyes. Clearly, you can see XS3 is not pleased with what has transpired in ACW in recent times.]

XS3: You see, for the past few months, I had to stand aside and watch as the federation I once knew as a place of the honor and tradition you speak of fall to rubble. The ACW I knew is dead and gone and it's because of people like you demanding your respect that it has passed on. But when ACW had its rebirth, I knew it would be a perfect time to start again. I knew that a fresh restart would help me get back into the swing of things here in ACW. And I promise you, until I get my chance at becoming ACW World Champion and fulfilling my destiny, I will ensure ACW is defended from the likes of people like you.

[XS3 soon crouches down near CP, who holds his midsection in pain. XS3 then drops to his stomach and moves in closer to CP's face.]

XS3: Chris Phenomenal... The gods may no longer run with a hitman. But they are certainly not smiling upon your efforts. They are showing disdain for you, Chris Phenomenal. It is time for your divine intervention at the hands of ACW. You wish to turn your back on US? Well, be prepared to answer to the eternal question...

“Where my allegiance stands...

Is THAT unforgivable?”

[XS3 soon brings himself to his knees and casually drops the mic right on CP's temple before picking up his downfallen foe and tossing him over the ropes to the outside. XS3 paces around the ring before noticing Dave Shadow and TJ getting to their feet using the help of the ropes. XS3 goes over to them and extends his hands. Shadow and TJ accept and XS3 raises both of their arms, signifying the tide beginning to be turned in ACW's favor. As Thunderkiss and Rena look on in shock and CP begins to recover, the ACW World Champion Dave Shadow and the NEW ACW Entertainment Champion TJ have seemingly recruited “The Destined One” to their cause.]

“Fast” Eddie Edison: XS3 IS BACK! XS3 IS BACK!

Maxwell McNally: AND HE LOOKS TO BE ON OUR SIDE! THE CAVALRY HAS ARRIVED!

So with that our show for the evening cuts to a close. SLA has been adding numbers in record time but it appears as if Team ACW has added a difference maker. Which side will survive, or will either and a new force take hold...

find out, next week on warfare.

[FADE]

(End credit goes to XS3)

[Jason Freeman]

XS333333333333333333333333333333333333!!!


*Marks out*

[worldbreaker]

With all due respect, I don't get the ending.

[Jason Freeman]

WHO CARES ITS XS3 <_<

[runaway]

What do you want me to explain, sir?

And good show to everyone