Warfare 6th September 2004

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ACW Warfare Monday 6th September 2004

Jack Fury’s “Chairman for a Day” Card

Schedule of Matches
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Bob vs. El Loco - EotR First Round

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Prison Break v Bob

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Amo vs. Kid Krash - EotR First Round

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Latino v Gary - Leather Strap

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Kross v Kain - Crucification match

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Atomic Kitsune vs White Rose

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BK London vs. Ridley - Unsanctioned Shoot Fight

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Skurai & Fury v Bladeshadow & RDK - Cage Match

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Opening Segment: The Chairman Speaks (Credit: Jack Fury)

The show is just getting underway as ‘This in Now’ by Hatebreed starts to play through the arena and the chairman for the night Jack Fury walks out. The fans expect him to be wearing a suit or other formal wear, but Fury is actually just dressed in normal street wear, as a line of pyros light a path down to the ring for him he is in a quite joyful mood, which is no surprise really considering he is in control of Warfare tonight. He enters the ring, still being booed and jeered by the fans in the ACW arena; none the less he holds his hands up and asks for a mic.

Fury: HaHaHa! Well it appears that I am finally getting what I deserve…(the fans boo even louder now)…after all I did prove that I am better than everybody in that ring last week, maybe now I will get some of the respect I deserve!

The crowd are getting all over Fury at this point.

Fury: ...Well I couldn’t expect much more from a bunch of untalented punks like yourself, you see it’s just jealousy because I am better than you, but enough with that now we must get on with the show…<br>
Fury: Now I’ve decided that Bob will be fighting Prison Break tonight, I know that he has another match but that’s his problem.

The crowd are enraged by the completely unfair match that Fury has made.

Fury: Bob thinks he can play little games and try to humiliate me in front of the world without retribution? Well I always and I mean ALWAYS get even. Well in any case I believe you will like tonight’s card, I have several matches that you will find very interesting to say the least, especially Kross verses Kain in a…Crucifixion match!

The crowd go nuts, not quite knowing what the rules of the match are.

Fury: Let me explain, this match will be no DQ and the only way to win is to beat your opponent senseless enough to tie him, or impale if you must to the supplied crucifix and ‘sacrifice’ your opponent, I though I would clear that up for all of you idiots in the crowd that didn’t know.

The fans boo again, but Fury isn’t bothered. He’s the boss, and he’s going to enjoy every moment of it.

Fury: Well with that being cleared up I hope that you enjoy tonight’s special edition of Warfare brought to you by none other than The Saviour of ACW…Jack Fury!

Fury leaves this ring to a mixed reaction from the crowd, while they jeer and boo him, they are showing their appreciation for tonight’s card.

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Segment: A crisis of faith (Credit: Kross)

The scene fades in, showing one of the backstage rooms; Kross paces in his quarters, his recent string of losses still heavy on his mind, the latest at Heatwave. When he speaks, he speaks almost directly to the cross before him.

Kross: I'm supposed to be your champion. Fighting in your name, yet you let me lose again and again. The worst yet, three weeks ago you allowed me to lose to White Rose, who openly follows another in your place. You allowed Rose to openly defile me before the entire world. You have watched on as Pain Incorporated ignored all things Holy. They do not follow your commandments, they do not abide by your laws, but they are powerful. Am I not deserving of power, am I not deserving of glory, and am I not worthy of your guidance?

Kross sits down, his face showing clear signs of frustration.

How can I hold my faith when you allow such people to stand over your champion? How can you expect me to blindly follow you? No, how DARE you expect that of me!

Kross stands again, and while doing so he removes the cross from his neck.

Maybe my faith is misplaced. Maybe I should side with those who would give me what I WANT and what I NEED. I have been doing your dirty work too long. A short time ago, I saw a wise man destroy an evil God who forsook him, I was……….Enlightened………by that. NOW I FORSAKE YOU GOD, BUT NOT BEFORE YOU FORSOOK ME.

Kross drops the religious symbol on the floor before turning and walking out, and closes the door swiftly behind him. The camera is still on and the lights in the room flicker off and when they come back on again, they reveal that three druids have appeared in the room.

Druid #1: Lord Ridley was right, he is the most suitable candidate.

Druid #2: Indeed.

Druid #3: A great tide of blood shall flow from his actions and a new beginning will come shortly behind him.

Druid #2: Indeed.

Druid #1: He will cause all the pieces of the puzzle to fall into place and finally Pain Incorporated will truly be complete.

Druid #2: Indeed.

The lights flicker off and back on, revealing an empty room.

Fade Out.

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Match 1: Bob vs El Loco (EotR Round 1, Match 7)

The crowd is eager for the night’s action to get underway, and they cheer enthusiastically as Philip steps forward to announce the opening contest.

Philip: Tonight’s opening match is the seventh first round contest in the Emperor of the Ring tournament. Introducing first, from Los Angeles, Bob Di’las!

”Stomp it to my beat” hits, bringing the crowd to their feet as Bob emerges into the arena. He greets his fans with enthusiasm, taking his time reaching the ring, and dances a few steps in the centre once he arrives both to keep the fans behind him and as a partial warm – up for the match itself.

Then Bob’s music is replaced by “Faint” by Linkin Park, and El Loco makes his appearance to a loud wave of booing.

Philip: And his opponent, from Long Island New York…..El Loco!

Loco doesn’t seem to notice the crowd all that much; he seems deep in thought as if something is troubling him. He enters the ring without fuss, not even bothering with his customary taunting of his opponent, and instead just faces Bob and waits for the match to begin. The referee sees that all is prepared, and signals this to the timekeeper on the outside.

Bell Rings.

Bob makes the first move, approaching Loco and circling around him while throwing out very quick jabs with his hands. Loco stays still and moves just enough to keep pace with Bob, blocking several shots and waiting for a chance to strike back. After several moments of this Bob makes just a tiny error, and Loco kicks out hard to hit Bob in the chest – Bob falls backward, but he uses his breakdancing skills to land on one hand before pushing off into his B Boy Kick, connecting with Loco’s chin and sending him to the mat. Bob goes for a cover but is easily dislodged by Loco, who pulls Bob to his feet and whips him hard into the corner, following him straight in to deliver a fast turnbuckle splash. Bob staggers and Loco lets him out of the corner before dropkicking to set Bob up for the 619; Loco isn’t slow to go for the move but Bob shifts aside so that Loco passes straight through the gap. Loco does not panic – instead he lands back on the apron, runs to Bob, grabs him by the head and drops off of the apron driving Bob’s neck against the ropes. Loco rolls back into the ring and on top of Bob for a cover; Bob grabs the rope before 2 and the count is stopped. Loco gives Bob a couple of blows to the face before getting back up; he hauls Bob to his feet and whips him right across the ring before rushing forward himself, hoping to meet Bob on the rebound; the two meet at considerable speed and Loco tries to spear Bob, but Bob jumps up high and Loco passes beneath him. Loco bounces awkwardly against the ropes and Bob grabs the opportunity, hitting him with a swift suplex to move him away from the ropes before going for the Tornado. The move half –connects, as Loco is just trying to move away as Bob finishes it; Bob pins, but Loco thrusts him away at 2. Loco knows that Bob’s great speed is a problem, so he decides to try and address it; Loco makes his steps falter a little to suggest dizziness, and Bob is fooled into getting a little too close. With impressive speed of his own Loco nails the Purple Pig (Diamond cutter into Ankle lock), and Bob claws at the mat to try and get to the ropes as he feels the intense pain shoot up his leg. Loco twists as hard as he can, and although Bob makes it to the ropes after less than a minute Loco knows that the pain will hinder Bob throughout the remainder of the match.

Bob does his best to push the ache in his foot out of his mind, and his speed does not seem to be badly depleted as he runs in and clotheslines El Loco to the ground. Loco moves before Bob can make a cover, and kneeling on one knee he catches Bob by the arm, turns his back to him and then drags him over the shoulder, flipping him on to the mat. Loco follows with a swift elbow to the throat and immediately pins; he earns a solid 2 count. The crowd is cheering for Bob, and their support gives him a boost – Loco tries to re – apply an ankle lock but Bob gets away, runs to the ropes and bounces off, using his People Run on Loco just as he is standing back up at his full height. Bob tries to roll Loco up, but Loco rolls through to protect himself and pulls off an energetic neckbreaker on Bob before trying the same thing. Again Bob kicks at 2, and both men rise; they test one another with a sequence of holds, deploying full nelsons, chickenwings and armbars in various positions to try and wear one another down. Eventually Loco’s more thorough technical grounding makes the difference, and he breaks out of an attempted half – nelson by Bob to execute the Money Maker. Bob is again put under great pressure, and Loco urges him to tap; the fans however are shouting the opposite, and once again Bob finds the fortitude needed to resist the pain and make it to the ropes. Loco is becoming a little frustrated, and he takes deep breaths to calm himself; that’s when Bob drops down and sweeps Loco’s legs from beneath him, sending Loco to the canvas. Instantly Bob pins Loco – 1,2…. – Loco rolls the pair over – 1,2, 2.5 – Bob kicks free, and gets up, but Loco is right with him and he punches one, two three, four times; Bob is dazed and Loco adds the powerbomb for the SAVE!, shaking the ring with its force. The crowd keeps yelling for Bob to get up, but Loco goes to the corner and hits the Flying Bird before he can do so; Loco hooks the leg, and just barely keeps Bob’s shoulders down for the 1-2-3.

Philip: Here is your winner………..El Loco!

Loco’s run of form continues; the crowd boo him, but all Loco cares about is that he is safely into the next round of EotR. He is still celebrating, and Bob is just picking himself up, when……..

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Match 2: Prison Break vs Bob (Credit: Rose)

…..”Flower of Carnage” unexpectedly hits, and Yoko and Orochi are on the stage and heading for the ring before anyone really works out what is going on. Bob sees them and looks annoyed, but not entirely surprised; Loco makes a wise decision and beats a swift retreat before he gets caught up in Jack Fury’s revenge plans. Philip reacts quickly aand hops into the ring.

Philip: This next match is a handicap match, set for one fall. Now approaching the ring, the ACW Lightweight Champion Yoko Satoshi and Yamata No Orochi, known together as Prison Break!

Orochi is carrying Yoko on his shoulder as before, and he sets her down carefully on the apron before climbing up and stepping over all 3 ropes at once. Bob just sighs, knowing that the odds are deliberately stacked against him, but he is determined to do his best and not give Fury the satisfaction of seeing him panic. Yoko and Orochi move in, and the referee gets things going.

Bell Rings.

Bob is exhausted from his last match and seeks to end this match quickly and decisively. Orochi and Yoko circle Bob and they each get on either end of Bob, but Bob does not wait for the attack and instead he attacks Yoko himself. He charges Yoko and rams her into the corner, he rams into her with his shoulder twice before Orochi comes from behind and gives him a back suplex, and now that Yoko is free, they both begins to stomp him into the ground. Orochi picks Bob up and throws him to the outside where he hits the ground with a sickening thud. Orochi then Irish Whips Yoko into the ropes and as she comes back, he gets down on all fours and she springboards off of him into a flying cross body and hits Bob, who had just got to his feet. Orochi moves to the outside and helps Yoko get up to her feet. They both pick Bob up and then give him a double Irish Whip head first into the steel steps. The referee’s count is to 5 and Orochi and Yoko pick Bob up and slide him into the ring. Orochi appears to be preoccupied with something on the outside and Yoko goes into the ring on her own. Bob and Yoko exchange blows and Bob begins to get the better of Yoko and hits her with a suplex. She gets up quickly and Bob hits her with a hip toss, but that does not stop her as she rises to her feet again. The grapple and after a few seconds of hold and counter hold, Bob hits Yoko with a DDT. Bob goes for the pin, the referee counts 1……2…,but Yoko kicks out rather easily. Bob picks Yoko up and hits her with two stinging rights and on the third she blocks and hits him with the Pop From Okinawa, knocking him to the mat. On the outside, Orochi pushes Philip out of the way and grabs the chair he was sitting in and he heads back to the ring. Inside the ring Yoko picks up Bob and Irish whips him into the ropes, but as he tries for a flying forearm, Yoko ducks and he hits the referee, knocking him unconscious. After that, Orochi slides into the ring, with a steel chair in hand, and as Bob gets up he turns to hit Yoko, but he is hit in the back with the chair by Orochi. Orochi lays the chair on Bob’s chest and picks Yoko up to his shoulders rather easily, where she takes aim and jumps off, hitting Bob with a flying legdrop. Bob is barely moving as Yoko goes for the pin and Orochi helps the referee regain consciousness after he slides the chair out of the ring. The referee counts 1…………………………2…………………………., but Yoko lifts up Bob’s shoulder and the crowd boos heavily. Yoko picks Bob up and hits him with the Even Flow DDT. Yoko gets a smile across her face as she suddenly remembers the plan from earlier, she motions to Orochi who begins to look under the ring apron for something or another. After a few seconds of looking, Orochi finds what he is looking for, he holds in his hand a roll of duct tape. Orochi slides into the ring and puts the tap on the barely conscious Bob’s mouth. Yoko then smiles as she locks in The Old Ball & Chain. After she has had it locked in for almost a minute, the look in Bob’s eyes is one of pure pain and after a lot of struggling he lifts up his right hand to tap, but Orochi grabs hold of it and he lifts up his left hand to tap, but Orochi grabs hold of it. It becomes apparent to the crowd that Bob cannot submit at all and they boo Prison Break loudly for their unnecessary cruelty. After locking in the move for almost two minutes, Bob goes limp and Yoko releases the hold. Orochi smiles and lifts Bob up to his feet, Bob collapses to one knee, but Orochi does not halt his attack, instead he lifts Bob over his head and hits him with the Kusanagi no Tsurugi (A Chokeslam into a back breaker). Yoko then places one foot on Bob’s chest and the referee counts 1…………2……….3 and the match is mercifully over. The referee raises both Yoko and Orochi’s hands in victory and then he calls for the bell.

Bell Rings.

Philip: And the winners of this bout by pinfall, Prison Break.

The crowd boos rather loudly.

Yamata picks Yoko up onto his shoulders and they leave the carnage they have left behind in the ring. After a few seconds, Bob comes to and removes the tape from his mouth. He looks uncharacteristically angry towards the camera. He has come to one conclusion in his mind……..Fury is going down.

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Segment: A dark day for Yoko (Credit: Ridley)

Fresh from their match with Bob, Prison Break stops outside the hallway to their locker room. Orochi heads in, but Yoko apparently has other things in mind.

Yoko: I'll be back in a second. Get our bags together; we're leaving soon.

Orochi nods, and the camera follows Yoko as she proceeds down the hallway, turns a corner....

....and finds herself staring at a hallway that technically shouldn't be there. It leads off into darkness, instead of the loading area. Not what she's been expecting.

Yoko: Odd. Must've taken a wrong turn....

As she turns back to retrace her steps, the lights in the hallway simultaneously die, drenching the hall in pitch darkness. It's impossible to see anything; the only indication we have of Yoko's continuing presence there is her suddenly-frantic breathing.

Suddenly...the lights flicker again.....they've somehow become red-tinged, and as the constant flickering plays havoc with the shadows and bathes the room in an almost-bloody aura, Yoko is now genuinely scared.

Yoko: Wh-who's there?

She takes a step forward, and comes face-to-face with an inky silhouette, its robes flowing out behind it.

It's a druid. A druid that steps forward, not bothering to extend its arms, but approaching her nonetheless.

Druid 1: Come to me, child....

Yoko turns and bolts from the approaching druid---

---only to come face to face with another one. This druid, like the last one, seems to have appeared out of nowhere, and it begins the same methodical, deliberate walk towards her.

Druid 2: Come into your inheritance, young one...

Yoko turns again, and is met with two more druids; they're closing in, in a circle formation.

Druid 4: Embrace your destiny....

She shoves through the closest pair of druids and makes a break for it down the hallway; for all she knows, Yoko Satoshi is running for her life.

Yoko: SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!

As soon as her shout begins, it ends, as Yoko collides with a tall form that also seems to have materialized from nowhere. She looks briefly at the chest in front of her; it's heavily muscled, with a familiar cape connected to the ribs (right under the pectorals) by a pair of hooks. A glance higher reveals a face above it.....a deathly pale one, with a pair of pupil-less red eyes....

Ridley: Ah. Fresh meat.

End segment.

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Match 3: Amo the Great vs Kid Krash (EotR Round 1, Match 8) (Credit: BK London)

EotR has finally reached the last of the first round matches, but the crowd’s enthusiasm is undimmed and they await this match just as keenly as the first.

Philip: The next match concludes Round 1 of the Emperor of the Ring tournament. Now entering the arena, from Seattle, Washington, Kid Krash!

”Immigrant Song” by Led Zeppelin hits, and Krash comes out looking focused on the match ahead; he still has one or two bruises from the accidental beatdown by BK London and Jakie. He enters the ring and flexes his muscles as he waits for his opponent.

After a short pause, “The Magnificent Seven” fills the arena, and the fans cheer as a single spotlight falls on the entrance stage, and the toned figure of Amo steps into it.

Philip: And his opponent, from Los Angeles……..Amo the Great!

The Magnificent Seven by The Clash hits and Amo makes his way down to the ring with the crowd on his side. He rolls into the ring and he gives each side of the crowd a pose. Amo then stretches to get ready for his EOTR Match, and he and Krash circle for a second as the ref signals for the match to begin.

Bell Rings.

Krash makes an aggressive start; he gets Amo on the ropes and he attempts to whip him off the ropes but Amo holds onto the ropes. Krash continues to attempt to pull Amo but Amo throws him over the top rope with one hand flawlessly. Amo goes to the outside and he picks up Krash and he hits him with a clothesline. Amo then holds onto Krash and he hits him with another clothesline taking the lightweight out. Amo then picks up Krash and he tosses him back into the ring. Amo rolls in the ring and he covers Krash but Krash kicks out after two. Amo picks up Krash and he whips him into the corner, Amo then starts to do the Running Man setting up for his devastating Turnbuckle Spear. Amo runs toward Kid Krash but Krash moves out of the way and Amo goes shoulder first into the ringpost. Amo slowly walks out of the corner holding his arm and Krash hit him with a Arm-Breaking Bulldogg type move. Amo holds his arm and Krash locks in a Fuji Armbar and Amo screams in pain. Amo then uses his strength to pick up Kid Krash while he is on his arm, and he tosses him half way across the ring. Kid Krash holds his back and he gets up and runs toward Amo but Amo takes him out with a Big Boot. Krash is out by the corner and Amo climbs up to the top rope. Amo then cracks his knuckles and he jumps off the top rope to hit hte Fist Drop but he misses as Kid Krash moves out of the way. Amo holds his injured arm and he screams after that crash and burn. Amo is trying to make his way to his feet but Krash does before him and he takes him out with a Shining Wizard. Krash then imitates Amo's pose to get some major heat and he pins Amo but Amo kicks out. Krash can't believe it and he goes for the pin again but this time Amo kicks out with authority. Krash is getting frustrated and he goes to the top rope to wait for Amo. As Amo staggers to his feet and he turns around Krash goes for the Fist-To-Face off the top rope but Amo hit him with a Big Boot taking him out in Mid Air. Krash holds his knee in pain seeing that he landed on his leg. Amo walks toward Krash but the referee pushes Amo back. The referee calls for assistance as Krash could be really hurt, the referees pick up Krash and they help him up to walk out the ring. Amo sits on the rope to help Krash get out of the ring, all of a sudden Krash superkicks Amo out the ring onto the mat outside. Amo is out cold and Krash tells the referee to start the count. This was all a trick. The referee starts the count and by six Amo is on his knees, the crowd cheers on Amo and he gets back in the ring after nine. Krash picks up Amo and he attempts to hit the Total Deception but Amo is too heavy. He keeps trying but Amo elbows his way out of it and he sets up Krash for the Amo Driver. Amo hits the Amo Driver and he pins Krash for the win and he advances in the EOTR tournament.

Philip: And the winner of this match, advancing in the EOTR tournament, Amo The Great!

Amo holds his shoulder after the match is over and the referee goes over to him and asks him if he is alright and he responds with a brief nod. The referee raises up Amo's arm and the crowd goes wild. Amo then heads out of the ring and to the back.

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Segment: More fun and games

The camera shot is of one of the dressing rooms backstage; there are flowers in a vase on the table, and other paraphernalia that suggests the room is being used by one of the ACW ladies. This is confirmed when the door opens and AK hurries in, evidently just arriving and somewhat later than intended.

AK: Of all the days to get caught in traffic…..just what I don’t need.

AK bustles about, getting her things out of her kit bag; then she looks at the flowers on the table.

AK: God, they have a strong scent……

Too busy to pay much attention to this, AK pulls out her clothes, walks to the locker and pulls its handle. The door is stiff, and with a huff of annoyance AK applies her full force to it…….

….causing the “surprise” within to fall out, straight on to AK’s head. It’s not particularly heavy, but when AK sees what it is she screams in shock.

AK: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!

The fox is still recognisable……….just. Most of its flesh has been devoured by the thousands of maggots that squirm under its skin, many of which have been deposited in AK’s hair, and she jumps about flailing and trying to get them off before they make their way down to the roots. There’s the sound of quick footsteps in the hall, and then El Loco opens the door.

Loco: Hey, is everything…………whoa! That is SICK!

AK: Loco, help me!! Get these bloody things off, please!!

Loco: All right, try and stay calm, I’ll get them…….

AK is still distressed, but she stops thrashing and stays as still as she can as Loco picks out the few remaining maggots. Once this is done AK calms down considerably, and the pair look at the corpse which is now lying on the dressing room floor. The stench is powerful, and AK realises why the flowers were placed in her room.

AK: Thanks, Loco. Sorry for going a bit mental there.

Loco: It’s fine…..I think there’s a free room next door if you want to move. You sure you’re ok?

AK: Yeah, no problem.

Loco leaves, and AK sighs and picks up her things. She looks at the dead creature, and frowns.

AK: Hmmm…….all things considered, that was actually pretty tame. I’m almost………disappointed. And I don’t know if that’s a good sign……..or a very bad one…….

With these thoughts to mull over, AK exits the room, and the scene fades out.

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A Challenge & An Explanation (Credit: Latino & Skurai)

As the crowd waits for the next match, suddenly ”I Stand Alone” by Godsmack starts playing as a spotlight is directed at the arena entrance. Latino walks through the curtains no longer dressed in white tights with the gold trimming - a darker look has come over him. His tights are now deep black with red trimming and the Latino logo on both sides of his pants. No longer does he have a cheerful look over his face. but instead wears a look of arrogance and anger. He ignores the fans as he walks down the aisle and enters the ring sliding under the bottom rope. Latino quickly grabs the microphone from Phillip interrupting him as he introduces Latino.

Latino: Why don’t you take a seat you damn idiot?! I didn’t know Ginger hired Michael Cole as our announcer.

Philip looks offended at this comment, but he leaves the ring as requested.

Latino: Now I know my actions in the last couple of shows since my return have been quite different from what you have all come to expect, and you may all be wondering and asking yourself ‘Why, Latino? Why?’

This is indeed the question on many fans’ minds, and they listen as Latino glares at them all from the ring.

Latino: I’ll explain it in nice short words, so that you can understand me….quite simply, I was fed up with everything. I spent my entire career working to entertain you, the fans, and look what it has brought me. Not a damn thing! I used to hear the cheers for me, hear every fan scream out my name ‘Latino! Latino!’ and what did it help me achieve? Nothing……… and I have become tired of it.

Latino climbs out of the ring with the microphone in hand and walks over to young fan.

Latino (directed towards the young female fan): I used to fight for people like you. I used to think that it didn’t matter whether I lost or won whether I had a title or not, as long as people like you were happy then I was happy. I mean I remember my first title match here at ACW……? It was for the ACW International Championship…do you remember that?“<br>
Young Female Fan: Y-Y-yes…<br>
Latino: Good, it’s nice to see someone remembers me. Now do you remember what happened in that match?

Fan: …You lost.

Latino: That’s right I lost the match! I lost my chance at the International title. That was supposed to be my title! It was ok though because I was still under this illusion that as long as I had support from people like you the title didn’t matter. I mean after that I was a Tag Team Champion. You remember that don’t you? But what happened towards the end of my reign? I lost the damn titles and because of who? Oh yea, that’s right my lovely lady Ms. Kitsune.

Latino pauses for just a second.

Latino: Well it would be Mrs. Kitsune now, but let’s just say there have been……… irreconcilable differences.

Latino is clearly getting angrier now; his voice is rising in volume, and the young fan is starting to get quite upset.

Latino: I stood by her through the good and the bad and what do I get for it? NOTHING! Even my supposed friend Bladeshadow couldn’t give a shit about me! I mean he is the one who fucking nearly paralyzed me! The one thing that crossed my mind during my recovery was that no one cares. No one fucking gives a damn about me or my welfare. So you see, it’s time for the Latino One to start thinking about what Latino wants!

Latino prepares to leave the young fan now with tears down her cheeks but turns back towards her.

Latino: Oh, can you refresh my memory of one thing little miss? How does my catchphrase go?

Fan: What?

Latino: You know, my catchphrase. It is supposed to be the line that I am famous for saying.

Fan (in a weak voice): T-The Latino One… has returned.

Latino (scornfully): Oh yes, I remember it now. “The Latino One has returned”. Truly sad words to live by. Well guess what I want is for all of you “fans” to learn this new catchphrase. I am sure you will all love it.

Latino gets close to the frightened fan, right in her face.

Latino (in a cold and serious tone): The Latino One doesn’t give a damn…not any more.

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The reaction from the fans is powerful and immediate; they are unreservedly booing Latino as he slides back into the ring. Latino just smirks at them.

Latino: Actually…maybe I lied. There is one thing that I do still care about and it is that ACW World title. You see that title has always been mine—<br>
Latino is cut short as New Noise hits and Skurai makes his way down to the ring; for the first time in ACW history the fans boo him, just as angry over Skurai’s recent change of heart as with Latino’s own. Skurai just smirks and continues on his way to the ring. He proceeds to grab a mic and climbs in, with Latino most displeased by his arrival.

Skurai: Beautiful speech Latino, it would have touched me if I had given a damn about what happened to you. You think being crippled by Bladeshadow is bad? At least actually he regretted hurting you. He never said anything about destroying me. How did he destroy me you say? Ever since entering ACW I have had a mediocre career. Sure, I have been in a couple of good matches…... the Industrial Revolution, vs. V-3 in a hardcore match, a couple of Ridley matches, and my first title defence. They were all praised as great matches. They were not however great matches to me…… I lost every single one of them. I went down like a little bitch in every one of those matches. Does that gain you respect? No! Sure people think I will put on a good match but when it comes to my odds of winning they just back down.

Latino: What the hell does that have to do with Bladeshadow? You’re just rambling on about your crappy career. Shit, least I actually accomplished a few things in my career.

Skurai stays calm for now, but the tension is building between the two men, and they continue to stare coldly at one another.

Skurai: Maybe if you would shut your fucking mouth for a second and listen you would understand. See before I was proud of my career here in ACW. It gave me great pride knowing I gave my best in every match. Than I met him, the man who utterly killed me……Bladeshadow. In his possession was everything a man could ask for. He was the ACW Champ, he was engaged to a beautiful woman, and most of all he was feared and respected. When I first met him I realized how lucky he was and how compared to me he made me look like garbage. He humiliated me on national television every time he had the opportunity. He degraded my Entertainment Title but was that enough? No. Was I good enough to be his best man? No. Was a just a worthless piece of fucking shit for whatever he saw fit for me !? Yes. That’s all I ever was to him and all I will ever be to him. I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t do anything but think of how to ruin Bladeshadow like he did to me. So that’s when I thought of it. I will ruin the happiest day of his life. That night I slept like an angel. The angel of death that is. You people think I am done with Bladeshadow yet? I will not rest until I take everything from him. Next on my agenda: take the ACW title from him and beat him senseless like the dog he is. Only than will I truly be able to live the life I desire. Only than shall I be able to transcend to greatness. As for you Latino you are not even in the same plane of hatred I have for him. You still have a life to live. I do not. So get your ass out of here and leave the title shot to me.

The crowd shouts and boos at Skurai’s tirade against Blade, but Latino shouts over the top of them, now getting seriously pissed off.

Latino: You think just because you got a little jealous that allows you a chance at my World title? Come on the man destroyed my life! He nearly paralyzed me! He betrayed me like I was some piece of shit! No one and I mean not a damn person deserves to take that title off of him more than me!

Skurai is absolutely fuming, and he’s on a very short fuse indeed.

Skurai: Whoa whoa whoa. Where you even listening to a fucking thing I was saying?! Blade wouldn't even waste his time on you! He wants to kill me not you! Now get your god damn ass out of this ring before I do it for you!

Latino: Who do hell do you do think you are? See you and I have history together. Remember GFWWE? Who was the one who mainevented the first pay per view? Huh? Oh yea ME! What the hell did you do? Oh yea nothing besides holding onto the coat tails of Ridley!

Skurai is now stricken with intense anger; he turns as if to leave while Latino smirks. but before Latino can do anything Skurai spins around and Latino is punched in the face. Latino is sent back against the ropes but runs forward with a punch of his own. Both men start brawling ferociously in the ring as ring officials and security run down to the ring and separate the two.

The pair are still trying to beat the hell out of one another, when suddenly the titantron flares into life, and Chairman Gingerdude appears on the screen. It’s not possible to see exactly where he is, but he clearly is deeply angry about having his personal business interrupted.

Ginger: ENOUGH! You two hotheads, cool it right now or consider yourselves instantly suspended!

Ginger has never sounded so furious, and Latino and Skurai hold their fire on one another.

Ginger: The first thing I want you two to realise is, if this wasn’t a business, if I was able to follow my principles rather than report to a board of directors, both of you would be out of here on your arses for that appalling load of crap you just spouted. But since that isn’t an option, and since the pair of you obviously want a piece of each other, then you can do it properly…….on Meltdown, in a #1 contender’s match for the ACW World Title. Now cease and desist and get out of MY ring……you’ve both got matches tonight, so go and get ready for them!

The titantronj goes black, and Latino and Skurai stare one another down for a few more seconds before Skurai turns and walks away. Latino follows once he is out of sight, and the pair are roundly booed as they make their exits and the show goes to a commercial break.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 4: Latino vs Gary (Leather Strap Match)

On the show’s return from commercials, the camera shows that a pair of rotating lights (like those used on emergency vehicles) has been set up at each of the corner posts. The referee stands in the ring with a long leather strap in his hands, and Philip steps forward to explain the rules.

Philip: Our next match will be contested under the following conditions. The participants will each have one hand tied to the end of a leather strap so that they are joined together. The match can only be won when one person has touched all four corners of the ring on the top turnbuckle – when a successful touch is made a light will be switched on to indicate this.

All the lights flare briefly to prove that they are working.

Philip: Introducing first, from parts unknown……..Gary!

”Please don’t let me be misunderstood” from the Kill Bill soundtrack bursts into life, and there is a rousing cheer as Gary comes out sporting his customary scruffy yet endearing appearance. He waves to the fans and waits patiently as the referee puts on the strap.

Then “I stand alone” hits, and there’s a deeply negative reaction from the crowd as they see the cold gleam in Latino’s eyes as he enters.

Philip: And his opponent, from New York………Latino!

Latino pays very little attention to the fans; his behaviour is a marked contrast to that which has always previously been observed, but perfectly in keeping with his behaviour earlier in the night. Gary looks a little nervous as Latino approaches, but also a touch annoyed; he is remembering what happened in the battle royale. Latino doesn’t even look at Gary as he enters the ring; he silently lets the referee strap his wrist, and Philip makes a hasty exit. The referee checks with the event crew that all the electronics and such are ready, and once satisfied he gives the signal for the match to start.

Bell Rings.

Gary tries the element of surprise; barely has the bell rung before he is hurtling toward the nearest corner. Latino is almost dragged off his feet, but he just barely manages to react in time and he pulls the strap to stop Gary just inches from the turnbuckle pad. Gary tries to fight for a few seconds before abruptly changing plan and charging back the other way; he clotheslines, Latino, but as Latino falls he also grabs Gary’s leg so that he is brought down as well. Quick as a flash, Latino wraps the strap around Gary’s throat and pulls it tight, choking him; Gary struggles and tries to get to his knees, but Latino just grins nastily and pulls tighter until Gary starts to turn grey around the lips. The referee is distinctly unhappy, but only when he outright threatens to disqualify Latino does he break the hold. Gary is oxygen - deprived and Latino has a clear run at the corner, but this seems to be the last thing on his mind; he gets back to his feet and viciously kicks Gary in the head repeatedly striking him and apparently enjoying every minute of it. The fans react angrily, but if anything this just makes Latino more violent; he slides out of the ring and tugs the strap to drag Gary out with him, letting him fall on to the thin crash mats. Latino hops up on to the apron and then jumps off, elbow – dropping on to Gary’s chest; he moves to pick Gary up for a powerslam but somehow Gary shifts and regains his feet, and the fans cheer him on as he does his best to stay as far away from Latino as the strap will let him. A tug of war develops as Latino tries to reel Gary in; Gary retreats around one side of the ring, and shows that he is stronger than he looks by managing to pull Latino close to the ring post. Latino is getting more angry, and this makes him more powerful – he starts to drag Gary back, holding his position and pulling in the strap hand over hand, but suddenly the strap slackens and before Latino can react Gary rushes around the corner and spears Latino to the mat. The fans cheer and the pair roll over, punching at one another; unfortunately for Gary Latino is more powerful and he gets the strap back around Gary’s neck. The audience boo loudly as Latino gets up and drags Gary around the ring with the strap still choking him; he makes sure to bash Gary against the steps and safety barriers as many times as possible before the referee’s count forces him to return to the ring, bringing Gary with him.

Latino unwinds the strap from Gary’s neck; he is just considering his next plan of action when Gary reaches out from his position kneeling on the mat and grabs Latino’s foot, pulling him down to the mat. Gary gets up with all the speed he can muster and as Latino tries to do the same he kicks him in the back of the head, dazing him briefly. Gary is a quick learner, and he wraps one of Latino’s ankles with the strap before heading to the nearest corner, dragging Latino behind him and wrenching both his ankle and wrist simultaneously. Gary touches the pad, and the green light goes off; he moves to the next corner with Latino still trying to free himself and touches that as well. The crowd is roaring, and Gary keeps going, but he does not check to see what is going on behind him, and Latino disentangles himself before smashing his fist into Gary’s head from behind, bringing him down before he can reach corner #3. Latino’s expression is now truly dark and unnerving, and he decides to make an example of his opponent; he binds Gary’s hands behind his back, leaving plenty of slack on the strap, and then executes a dragon suplex. The ring shakes a little, and Gary tries to get up, but Latino just punches him back to the mat. The punishment gets worse; Latino proceeds to tie Gary up like a hog, and delivers a backbreaker while he is unable to defend himself. Latino unties Gary and almost as an afterthought heads to the corner; he activates one, but as he goes for the second the crowd noise surges and Latino sees Gary sitting up on the mat, defiance written across his face. The fans start chanting “Gary, Gary” and Latino is enraged; he runs in and tries to hit Gary again, but Gary blocks. The pair trade blows and Gary tries to whip Latino to the ropes, but Latino is too experienced to be caught out and he reverses the whip before using a Flapjack to plant Gary face first.

Latino throws the strap around Gary’s neck, and kneels on the back of Gary’s legs to hold him in place; he pulls back to bend Gary painfully, and the intense agony is clear to see in Gary’s expression. Gary endures this for almost a minute, but just when he is about to give in, Latino releases him and prevents the referee from ending the match. Still not satisfied, Latino drags Gary to a corner and places him in the tree of woe (activating Gary’s third touch sensor as well as his second); he presses down forcefully on Gary’s face with his foot, using the strap for leverage, and by this point the crowd is extremely agitated. Gary is now looking very pale and weak, and the ref looks closely at him; as Latino pulls Gary back down the ref starts to head to the corner and it seems that he is going to declare Gary unfit to continue. Latino looks pissed off, but then he smiles deviously; he runs forward, pretending to head for a corner post, but instead he changes direction and uses the strap to “Accidentally” clothesline the ref. The blow to the ref’s neck is sudden and strong, and he goes down hard; the fans are booing, but they get much louder as Latino heads back to Gary and releases his wrist from the strap. While Gary is unable to fight back, Latino uses the strap like a whip and lashes Gary over and over again – his clothes are ripped, and vicious red welts spring up at each stroke. Becoming bored of this, Latino hops up on to one of the corners (triggering his own third touch) and delivers a Houston Hangover, though there is precious little need. The fans are jeering Latino loudly, and he responds by stalking around Gary and taunting them – he is just about to finish the task and touch the last pad when he turns around to see that Gary is on one knee, trying hard to get back up despite still being very woozy. The fans start chanting again, and Latino is furious; he slides out of the ring and snatches a chair, but then the crowd goes wild and he sees Gary on his feet, dizzily trying to find the last corner pad he needs to touch for victory. Gary sees it and makes a final effort to reach the pad, but Latino cuts him off and nails him in the head with the chair just a few inches from success. Latino continues to beat Gary until he lies very still; with the ref just coming around Latino discards the chair, reattaches the strap to his wrist and casually drags Gary behind him to touch the final post and bring the match to an end.

Philip: Here is your winner……Latino!

Gary is still well out of it as the fans make their feelings extremely clear. Latino doesn’t give a damn; he flips off the fans and rips off the strap before giving Gary a few more stamps to the head and the referee has to intervene. For a second it looks as if Latino will have a go at the referee as well, but instead he just smirks and slides out of the ring, looking pleased with himself as the fans boo and jeer without restraint. Once Latino has stalked off to the back, EMTs come and load Gary up on to a stretcher; they give him an oxygen mask, and he is still unconscious as he is carried away.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: RDK’s Macho Man Contest (Credit: RDK)

The show has reached the halfway point and the crowd can’t believe the great quality matches they have viewed thus far. They a\re still agitated by Latino’s treatment of Gary, but then "The Game" by MotorHead hits and Randy Dallas Kanyon (RDK)appears, instantly lifting their spirits once more. He makes his way down the ramp, waving to the crowd and entering the ring where he is handed his mic and begins to talk...

RDK: Finally, The MACHO MAN, HAS COME BACK! TO NEW YORK CITY!!!!!!

The crowd goes wild.

RDK: And what a city! Where better to host Monday Night Warfare then Madison Square Garden?

Crowd cheers again.

RDK: Now The Macho Man has arranged a little treat for all of you tonight – (he pauses due to the crowd chanting his name and waits for them to stop.) It’s a contest to see who’s the most macho looking guy next to me!

Crowd roars with excitement.

RDK: Now look up on the titantron, every minute, It will show you a different picture, one of each of the 5 participants in the Macho Macho Man Contest will be shown...

Everyone looks up at the big screen, and after a few seconds a picture of El loco doing a Batman pose in a Batman costume is shown, there is no reaction.

RDK: Umm....Quickly moving on...

The next picture is Amo in a red muscle shirt and blue jeans. Within the background, we see a nice green field of grass. All of the women in the arena scream his name "Amo, Amo!" until the picture switches to Blade...

The crowd erupts as they see Blade wearing black jeans and a white muscle shirt. In the background is a gym, he is shown with his hands on his hips looking into the sky. Then the picture changes to one of Spider...

Spider has tight black pants on and no shirt. He also has black gloves. All of the Spider fans mark out and the regular crowd members give the usual heel heat. Then the final person appears....Orochi.

Orochi has incredibly huge muscles to show off and he is topless wearing only some gym shorts and some Black Boots. The women mark out and the men boo and the Orochi fans mark out...

RDK: Well well, judging by the Crowd-O-Meter, EL Loco got the least amount of heat, and the smallest pop!

Crowd cheers.

RDK: Alright, well, 4 more, who has the best looking muscles? Orochi?

More people mark out, recognising Orochi's very huge and muscular build.

RDK: Or what about....Oh say Blade?

The fans mark out even more then they did for Orochi. If you listen carefully, you can almost hear Orochi yell and swear…..

RDK: Now the simple question, Amo or Spider?

The reaction is instantaneous and pure: AMO AMO AMO AMO AMO!

RDK: Hmm, Ah hell, who’s the least Macho Brudas?

At first it is hard to make out the answer with the crowd shouting a variety of responses, but after a little while, one word remains, one chant, one crowd's word, they have spoken: "Spider"...

RDK: Sorry Spider, you weren’t worthy of the award! The fans need a MACHO MAN to have the MACHO MAN Award, can ya dig it Bruda?

Crowd cheers once more.

RDK: Down to 3 superstars! The Macho Man is gonna pick, and frankly, he just doesn’t like you Bruda!

The Macho Man points at a titantron picture of Orochi.

RDK: Poor Bob didn’t deserve to be against you and Yoko, you practically crippled the guy! No MACHO MAN AWARD for you jabroni!

The crowd’s reaction is mixed, but in general they are in agreement with RDK.

RDK: Now we are down to the final 2!

A picture of Amo doing his pose as shown before pops up, as well as one of Bladeshadow.

RDK: Who’s it gonna be Brudas? Is it gonna be...Amo The Great?

Crowd cheers strongly, particularly the ladies.

RDK: OR will it be the world champion, Bladeshadow!?

The reaction is just as loud, and RDK furrows his brow.

RDK: Well, I dunno how to decide...Hmm...First...No...Wait.....no......umm....I DONT KNOW!!!

The crowd is just as divided, and the chant is divided so that it sounds like "Amodow, Amodow!"

RDK: Well, I suppose there is only one way to decide the winner...

RDK flips a coin and catches it.

RDK: Your winner is.....

Crowd is silent…

RDK: AMO THE GREAT!

The crowd cheers as Amo's picture comes up on the screen and next to it, The Macho Man Award....



RDK: Enjoy Amo!

RDK Leaves as the ring as he salutes the crowd getting huge "Macho Macho Man" pops along the way and then finally makes it backstage to find Amo, to give him the award....

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 5: Kross vs Kain – Crucifixion Match

As the next match approaches, there is a buzz in the arena; a large wooden cross is being lowered toward the floor, and it stops about 10 feet in the air. There are restraints attached to the horizontal bar, and Philip doesn’t really need to explain how the match will work.

Philip: Our 5th match tonight is a “crucifixion” match; the winner will be the person who successfully subdues their opponent and straps them to the wooden cross you see before you. Introducing first, from the Vatican City…….Michael Kross!

Kross walks out to the ring without any of his usual religious paraphanalia; he has a cold look in his eyes, and the fans are not at all sure how to react after his outburst earlier in the show. He looks up at the suspended cross, and the very sight of it seems to make him angry – he clenches his fist and silently awaits his opponent.

Then “Slow Chemical” hits, and Kain also gets a mixed reaction as he comes out into the spotlight and red glow of the arena.

Philip: And his opponent……..Kain!

Kain looks at Kross and sees a chance for a kind of redemption of his own; after his last few losses he has become a little disheartened, but backstage the more experienced roster members know that his quality as a wrestler must tip the balance in his favour sooner or later, not to mention his height and size. Kain enters the ring and triggers his pyros, getting a pop; he has a small but dedicated following, and they make themselves heard now as the lights return to normal. The ref checks that all is in order, and with the entrances completed the cross descends to rest a short distance from the ring itself.

Bell Rings.

Kross is not a large man physically, which puts him at a disadvantage against Kain; Kain though has been defeated many times by lightweight opponents, and he has taken his mistakes on board to improve his techniques. Kross starts off with a quick attack, moving in and targeting Kain’s abdomen, but Kain makes his point early by stopping Kross in his tracks with a swiftly executed chokeslam. Kain follows up by using a leg drop, and then pulls Kross to his feet, eyeing the structure outside the ring. He starts to head in that direction, dragging Kross with him, but Kross gets away and runs forward to the ropes before springing back and spearing Kain. Kain doesn’t fall, but is pushed back hard, and Kross surprises him with a neckbreaker to bring him down. With blatant disregard for the referee, Kross starts to choke Kain with both hands; the referee counts to five, but Kross is as slow as possible in releasing Kain and the fans are not impressed. Kross endeavours to keep Kain on the ground, stomping him in the chest, but Kain sits up suddenly and Kross is taken aback. Kain stands up, advances on Kross, and swats away an attempted punch before picking Kross up and delivering his darkside slam; Kain is focused and he picks Kross up again for a straight powerslam, but Kross struggles free and retreats to the corner. Kain follows him, only for Kross to pull off his tornado DDT; Kross returns to the corner and goes for a splash, but Kain shifts and the move only partially connects. Both men are a little dazed, and they struggle back to their feet; Kain is very slightly quicker and he smashes Kross with a powerful forearm blow. Kross staggers, but responds with a standing dropkick as Kain comes in range; he elbow drops to consolidate his attack, and then starts to pull Kain toward the edge of the ring. This is easier said than done due to Kain’s size, but Kross is like a pitbull in his tenacity and after a few moments of effort he succeeds in getting Kain down on to the floor of the arena.

Kross has exerted quite a lot of energy moving Kain, and as he tries to continue moving his opponent Kain springs back to life, his plan having worked well. Kain kicks Kross hard in the gut, sending him into the security barriers; Kain goes to pick up Kross but Kross has other ideas, and he pulls Kain’s hair to get a grip on his head, slamming it against the barrier in front of some surprised fans. Kain staggers back, and Kross jumps up to the apron before going for the hurracanrana, which connects and brings Kain down once again. This time Kross isn’t fooled; he keeps kicking at Kain so that he cannot play possum, and Kain rolls away, standing back up and moving away from the cross to the other side of the ring, by the announce desks. Kross runs around after him, ducks Kain’s attempt at a surprise attack around the corner, and whips Kain against one of the desks; Kross has Kain pinned there and he batters him mercilessly, but Kain stands up to the pressure and floors Kross with a single huge blow of his own. Kross tries to get away, but Kain doesn’t let him, and he uses a bear hug to halt Kross, crushing the air from his body and making his size advantage count. Kross struggles hard, but Kain is not prepared to suffer another defeat, and some of the crowd are actually getting behind Kain as he holds on. After about 90 seconds Kross does succeed in getting free, but the damage has been done; the lactic acid has built up in Kross’ muscles, and every move now requires a lot more effort on his part. Still Kross attacks, swinging fists and feet at Kain in the search for a critical blow, and Kain backs off – Kross’ confidence grows as he lands several hits, but Kain is using his head, and Kross does not realise that Kain is leading him to where he wants him in order to complete his plan. Kross lands a strong kick, and Kain sinks to one knee holding his head just a few feet from the cross on one side and the ring on the other; Kross runs to the ring and climbs up on to the post for his divine wrath finisher, but as he launches himself Kain stands back up, catches him and turns it into his own Rain of Pain. Delivered on to the concrete floor, the move is extra – effective, and Kain doesn’t waste a second as he lifts Kross up, shoves him against the vertical bar of the cross, and closes the restraints around his arms to trigger the bell for the end of the match.

Philip: Here is your winner……..Kain!

Even with his half face mask, Kain’s satisfaction at his victory is crystal clear, and he watches as Kross is lifted up into the air. Kain raises his arms and the whole arena is pleased to see his persistence rewarded, and Kain goes back to the locker rooms in a considerably better mood. Up above, the camera focuses in on Kross; he has his eyes closed, but then he opens them and stares with a chilling intensity at the crowd and ACW crew below.

Kross: They will see……..soon……..very soon……..

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 6: Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune vs ??

The crowd has been on an emotional rollercoaster all evening, and things look set to get even more intense as match 6 approaches. Everyone knows the history between the participants, and the fans have been anticipating this clash since Seven Deadly Sins.

Philip: The next match is a singles match, scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from London, England…..Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune!

”In the shadows” hits, and AK strides out just as the main refrain bursts into life. She acknowledges the cheering crowds with a smile and a brief wave, but it’s clear that she is concentrating deeply on how to take the fight to her opponent and get some kind of retribution for all that she has been through in the last couple of months.

AK removes her coat and silver headband; she glances about her in case Rose has a surprise attack planned. Everyone waits for “Scars of Time”, but nothing happens and the staff look confused, while everyone else just looks irritated. The ref speaks to the timekeeper and is just about to declare a win for AK by default, when “Just like Me” hits, and the crowd boos angrily as Venom appears. AK looks surprised just for a moment, but then she gestures to an assistant who hands her a mic.

AK: My my Rose, you’ve really let yourself go these last couple of weeks. Not enough roubles to pay for your botox injections?

The audience laughs. Venom also has a mic to hand, and he answers in a flat, emotionless tone.

Venom: My mistress has important business to attend to, so I have been instructed to take her place. That is, if you’re stupid enough to face me.

The fans boo again, and AK looks angry, but then she smiles.

AK: Quite frankly Venom, I don’t give a toss which member of Pain Inc I face……if the White Rose is yellow, then I’ll give you a message to take back to her and Ming the Moron. So are you going to ponce about over there, or what?

In answer, Venom drops his mic and rushes to the ring; he jumps up on to the apron and AK meets him, landing a quick kick to the gut before grabbing him by his mask and running along the edge of the ring to slam his head against the turnbuckle. The ref makes a sign to the timekeeper, and Philip dives out of harm’s way as AK moves back and shouts at Venom as he finally gets into the ring.

Bell Rings.

Venom’s expression is hidden by his mask, but he is obviously not pleased and he moves forward quickly, lashing out with strong punches. AK dodges from side to side; Venom gets in a right hook but AK hits right back with a punch of her own, and the feelings that have built up inside her come to the fore and add considerable power to the blow. Venom takes a step back, slightly surprised but still with the sense to retreat and not allow his opponent to build on the attack; the pair circle each other for a few seconds before locking up. Venom still has superior strength, but AK is tightly focused and he has to work hard to push her back to the ropes. AK tries for a DDT, but Venom blocks it and slaps on his chokehold. He lifts AK off her feet, but he has forgotten their proximity to the ropes and AK gets her feet on to the second before pushing off and upward to give Venom a double footed kick in the face. Venom lets go and the pair crash to the mat; AK rolls Venom up but he breaks away before the ref has started counting properly. Both are back on their feet quickly, and Venom steps up a gear – AK tries to clothesline him but he ducks, turns around to grab her as she passes, and delivers a german suplex. Before AK can react, he lifts her up high above his head and hits his military slam; the ring shudders and Venom pins. The referee counts, but despite the impact AK kicks hard at 2 and rolls away to the edge of the ring; she jumps to the top rope and springs off for a very quick moonsault that connects with Venom before he is fully back on his feet. Venom is very briefly stunned by the blow, but that’s all that AK needs to position him and apply the Catch 22, and the crowd is cheering as she twists on Venom’s ankle whilst simultaneously jamming her pointed toe of her boot into the base of Venom’s spine. Venom feels the pain in his foot and back, but he has excellent stamina and he claws his way to the ropes. AK takes her foot off of his back to try and hold him in place, but Venom is too strong and he touches the bottom rope. AK releases the hold and backs away, and Venom gets back up; under his mask he smirks, and he taunts his opponent as the fans boo him.

AK and Venom stare at one another; AK looks deeply angry, not at Venom himself but at that which he represents, and there seems to be some internal conflict in her mind. Venom just wants to get the job done, and he abruptly dashes forward, but as he extends his arm AK grabs it and pivots smoothly, lifting Venom off his feet and releasing him so that he sails gracefully through the ropes to land on the mats outside. AK follows right behind him, and she leaps up to the top rope, somersaulting before landing with an elbow drop. Venom takes the blow but grabs AK before she can get up again; the pair roll over and Venom pins her with his weight before unleashing a flurry of shots to her head and upper body. AK reels, and Venom powerbombs her on to the thin mats before rolling her back into the ring; he makes the pin, but AK throws her arm up at 2, and as their eyes meet once more AK gives Venom an odd smile, and Venom sees something that he doesn’t like one bit…..something which is oddly familiar. Without warning AK throws Venom off forcefully and flips right back to her feet – Venom gets up only to be speared straight into one of the corners. AK runs in and gets her feet on the second rope; she lands a couple of blows before ripping off Venom’s mask and throwing it into the crowd (where a mini brawl starts up for possession of it.) AK slaps Venom hard across both cheeks; her nails leave angry red marks that well up with just a little blood, almost like claw marks, and she follows with a massive guillotine kick that rattles Venom’s brain in his skull. Venom’s sense of balance is thrown into disarray, and he staggers out of the corner; AK lets him go, and with a raised arm to the crowd she hops up to the top of the post and nails a Dragonrana. Venom falls and AK covers, the ref counts 1,2….but just before 3 AK lifts Venom’s head off the mat herself. Now letting her anger flow freely, AK grins as she stomps Venom in the head and chest; Venom tries to protect himself with his arms, all thoughts of offence wiped out. AK drags him to his feet, and underlines her point by rushing to the corner with Venom in tow to deliver the Fox Flip (acid drop). This wipes out the last of Venom’s resistance, and the crowd cheers as the 3 count is made with AK pinning Venom with a single foot.

Philip: Here is your winner…….Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune!

Venom lies on the mat, a spent force. For a moment it looks like AK will continue beating him, but instead she takes a few paces back and breathes deeply, almost as if she’s surprised by the ferocity of her own attack. She picks up a mic once more and faces the titantron.

AK: I hope that everyone backstage saw this; I’m certainly not dim enough to think that Venom here has even a fraction of the skill and strength of his superiors, but let me assure them that I’ve got plenty more left in the tank as well. And as for your attempts to intimidate me…….honestly, I’ve seen better psychological tricks in an episode of Scooby Doo. So any time you want to stop acting like 5 year olds and face me properly, I’ll be ready…….

AK drops the mic and walks calmly back to the locker rooms. Venom, meanwhile, is picking himself up; he rolls out of the ring and is just approaching the stage area, when suddenly all the lights fail and the arena is filled with the fans’ reaction…..

….which increases ten – fold when the lights come back to reveal Ridley on the stage, right in front of Venom. He looks as if he’s midway through his preparation for his match; in addition to his usual attire he is sporting extremely vicious looking spiked elbow and knee pads. He looms over Venom; it’s clear that Venom is very nervous, and justifiably so.

Ridley: One little task…….you had one job to take care of. That’s all.

Ridley’s voice is unearthly, and everyone who hears it feels every hair on their body stand on end.

Ridley: You were here to act on behalf of Pain Inc. By losing to your pitiful opponent, you made Pain Inc. look weak. And I will not tolerate weakness of any kind….you have failed me, Venom.

Venom has a pretty good idea of what’s about to happen; his eyes show that he wants to run, but the brainwashing process carried out on him means that he cannot. Everyone knows what Ridley’s next line will be way before he says it, but it’s just as chilling nonetheless.

Ridley: You have outlived your usefulness.

Without any more words or warning, Ridley produces his barbed wire baseball bat and smashes it into Venom’s head. The beating is swift and utterly merciless; Ridley attacks every part of Venom’s body, and Venom sinks to his knees. Ridley knees Venom in the head, and his spikes drive into his forehead so that blood starts to flow freely from the holes made there. Venom’s eyes are glassy, and Ridley concludes by rolling his own eyes so that Venom’s clothes are ignited, making his “firing” literal. The fans scream, and staff rush in bravely with fire extinguishers to put out the blaze. Ridley pays them no heed and walks away into the back, his point made in his own eloquent style; there is a sense of shock in the arena as Venom is collected by the EMTs, smoke still rising from his blackened and charred garments.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: The enlightenment of Yoko Satoshi (Credit: Rose - with assistance from Ridley and Yoko, who wrote their own lines. There, everyone happy?!)

The camera stands in a dark, dimly lit room. One can tell from the arcane throne and sinister devices throughout the room that it could only belong to one person. On the arcane throne sits the Lord of Hardcore Ridley, the highest ranking druids standing behind him in a line. The scene is shot from directly behind Ridley’s throne., slightly over his head. Suddenly the room is uncharacteristically bright and it is revealed that Yoko Satoshi has been racked up for the ceiling to the floor at the opposite end of the room. She finally begins to stir.

Yoko Satoshi: What is going on? Where am I?

Yoko can be seen looking up, but due to the angle, the look on her face cannot be seen.

Yoko: CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?

Yoko struggles against the bonds, but to no avail.

Yoko: Who is doing this to me? Rey?

Yoko is obviously groggy and does not yet realize what is going on.

Voice: You forget your finest hour too easily Yoko Satoshi. It was just a few days ago that you were on top of the world, but I guess your fling with heroism is over. To think a little girl from Japan could rise so high in such a short time, but you forgot that all things come to an end. All things wilt away and die, nothing mortal is constant. Yoko at a very young age, I too yearned to be famous and renowned, but now I know the grand truth of existence. It is a very simple truth Yoko Satoshi. The very fabric of life is spun with the excruciating threads of pain. In our first hours of innocence we are not truly innocent, because at our births we cause unwarranted pain to our own mothers. Our very births are acts of violent aggression against the ones who deserve no violence from us. So acts which should be ones of pure love, are mired by pain and violence. Yoko Satoshi, we must realize that it is human nature to cause pain.

Rose steps into view behind Yoko, and it is made apparent that she is the one speaking.

Yoko: Who do you think you are?

Rose steps in front of Yoko Satoshi.

Rose: My name is Alexandra Kaesar, please tell me you have not forgotten your highest hour already, you insolent child? However, I suppose it is easy to forget the good things in life. Love, charity, and tolerance can be forgotten within a generation, but hate, war, and death are never forgotten. Yoko Satoshi, I promise you will never forget tonight, you will never forget you descent into Hell...your lowest of lows.

Yoko begins to struggle violently, Rose turns towards the camera for a brief second and a look of enjoyment is seen on her face, she smiles at Ridley.

Yoko: Rose… Don't……

Yoko is cut off.

Rose: Throughout our lives, we cause pain to others and receive pain in return and then finally at our deaths the vicious cycle ends. I used to think that pain was something to be avoided and feared, but I was wrong, oh how I was wrong. Lord Ridley enlightened me to the truth, you are never more alive than when you are experiencing pain. It is pain that lets us know we are alive and it is pain that lets us know that there is divinity. Pain is the only constant truth in life and pain is the only thing that makes all human beings equal. Yoko Satoshi, it is time for you to live!

Rose walks to the other end of the room and retrieves a long black bullwhip from the wall. She holds it in her left hand and rubs her right hand across its full length. Then she slings it slightly forward…

CRACK!

Rose snaps the bullwhip in the air one good time. Yoko Satoshi suddenly realizes the plan Rose has in mind.

Yoko: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, SOMEBODY HELP ME!!

Rose: Nobody can hear you Yoko, even if they could, why would they help you? Yoko, the only thing that can help you now is God and he is too busy to even help his most faithful follower, much less you.

Yoko: Somebody…….. Anybody……..HELP ME!!

Rose: Yoko, I am helping you.

Rose turns towards the camera and motions for Eunuch Druids 13 and 22. They come out from left of the line of druids behind Ridley and walk towards Rose.

Rose: Disrobe her, but do not touch a hair on her body.

The Eunuch Druids gently disrobe Yoko, after a few seconds she is completely naked. The Eunuch Druids throw the garments into the corner and take their places back in line. The only nudity that can be seen is Yoko from behind. Rose walks in front of Yoko.

Rose: Yoko, you have a beautiful body, but do you appreciate you gifts in life? Not just your body, but your youth or your skill. How will you use your gifts to achieve your purpose in life? Do you even know your purpose in life Yoko, or are you just a leaf in the wind? What is the greatest thing in your life Yoko?

Tears flow from Yoko’s eyes.

Yoko: My friends and my family back home in Japan?

Rose: LYING IS A SIN!!!

CRAAAAAAAAACK!!!

Yoko screams and cries loudly. A large gash is spreads from her upper left shoulder blade to the top of her right buttock. Blood streams down the side in great amounts.

Rose: You are a liar Yoko Satoshi, your family and friends took a back seat in your life a long time ago. The only thing that mattered to you was a shiny little belt. Am I right?

Yoko:………….

Rose: Of course I am.

Ridley speaks for the first time.

Ridley: A pity. When a piece of metal becomes one's life, then it's time to prioritize, as I've taught all my disciples.

Rose: So how does it feel? Do you feel the stinging, lovely, and excruciating pain shooting down your back? That is truly life. Do you like it?

Yoko: YOU ARE AN INSANE BITCH! CAN ANYONE HEAR ME? PLEASE HELP!

Rose walks forward a looks at the blood already streaming down Yoko’s back, she scoops up the head of one of the rivers of blood onto her index finger and licks it off almost immediately.

Rose: No Yoko Satoshi, you and the others like you are the only ones whose souls are filled with insanity, but we are here to save you all. LIVE YOKO SATOSHI!!

CRAAAAAAACK!

Yoko cries out in pain, and Rose laughs maniacally.

CRAAAAAACK!

Yoko: WHY WON’T ANYBODY HELP ME!!!! WHERE IS EVERYONE?!