Monday Night Warfare 6th June 2005

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Monday Night Warfare 6th June 2005

Schedule of Matches:
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Rena Vs. Koda - Vibrator on a Pole match

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ET Tourney Match - First Blood
Cernunnos vs Blaze

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The Predators vs. G-Unit - Tornado Tag Team Title Elimination Match

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BK London vs Daredevil - No Holds Barred

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Hunter vs. Ridley

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RDK vs. Skurai

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Jake vs Wyvern - International Title Match

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AK vs. Angelo vs. Latino - Senator as Special Referee

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[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

There is a much happier mood in the ACW arena tonight, and the crowd fizzes with excitement at the thought of what they are about to see and hear. The camera pans around their beaming faces, pausing of some of their carefully crafted signs, until the Titantron comes to life to indicate the start of the show proper.

Almost at once several people can be heard talking, and in fact almost shouting; the camera is in one of the corridors, and the image bounces up and down as the cameraman hurries to the scene of the action. It turns out to be Ginger’s office, and it’s crowded; Ginger himself has his hands on his desk trying to argue his case against the three people lined up on the other side.

Ginger: Look, I don’t care. The match is made and it’s a triple threat.

Ginger has to recoil as Angelo Giovanni leans forward in a threatening manner.

Angelo: This stinks like week – old pepperoni pizza! This is a damn handicap match! I want my rematch, she accepted, so what’s the deal?

The camera shifts backward a little, and we can see that both Alicia and Victor are in the room as well.

Alicia: I have to concur here Ginger…. what purpose does this serve?

Ginger: You two put on a great match at Spring into Hell, certainly, but now that’s old hat. We have to keep innovating if we want to stay ahead of the competition, and now that Victor is thankfully back with us……

Latino glares at Ginger; he’s seen the Chairman’s comments on Meltdown.

Ginger:…. it’s best if he returns to action quickly, and the docs say there’s nothing wrong with him.

Angelo: Yeah, so Mr. and Mrs. here can double team me? Bullshit.

Alicia: Listen Angelo, Latino and I leave our personal lives in the locker room. When we get into that ring we will take on anyone, including each other.

Victor: That’s right. And I’m warning you now, Ginger – I don’t like your choice of referee, and if he so much as lays a finger on Alicia this time around, he’ll wish he was never born.

Without waiting for Ginger’s reply, Latino turns around and stalks out of the room; Ginger just folds his arms as the door slams, and the scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Mixed Equation (Credit: BK/Predator)

The segment opens with Predator and Wolf in their locker room strategizing over the Tag Team Championship Match they have tonight. Predator looks concerned while Wolf doesn't look to happy about the things that have gone down lately.

Wolf: What’s all of this you and BK London thing? We are a tag team, we are the tag team champions, it should be you and me not you and some other jackass.

Predator: Hey Hey, don't call him a jackass. He is going to turn things around for use, with his tutelage we could become the greatest Tag Team Champions in ACW History.

Wolf: I don't know, I don't like it. From what I've seen in the past he is not a good person to trust in this fed. I mean he has even went so low as to defend his championship against a defenseless woman and then beat the holy hell out of her.

Predator: He's just doing what he believes is right for him, to stay ahead of the rest of the competition .

Wolf: Well I think Skurai showed him some real competition when he knocked BK London the fuck out.

Predator's face now turns worried as he watches Wolf. Wolf is oblivious to who's behind him and as Wolf turns around a pissed BK London is shown behind him and the boos can be heard throughout the walls of the arena.

BK: What was that Wolf?

Wolf shows no fear as he turns the rest of his body around and rises up, now towering over BK. The two staredown for a moment before Predator gets between the two trying to bring some peace to the situation.

Predator: Hey Hey Hey. Break it up you two. Come on, we should all be acting as a unit. Together we could become the most dominant faction in ACW history.

Wolf: Listen Pred, I can't even stand to be around him.

Wolf picks up his tag team title and throws it over his shoulder.

Wolf: ....I'm gonna go to the gym to train more for our match later tonight.

Predator: Wait...Wolf.

Wolf doesn't even listen and he continues to leave the room, BK London and Predator then look at each other.

BK: Thats the kind of attitude that going to cost us the tag team titles.

Predator: Don't worry about it..He's just going to blow off some steam. He'll be alright.

BK: Well if you happen to lose tonight, in which you shouldn't, its time to drop the dead weight. Now, I've gotta get ready for my match, pay attention because what happened on Meltdown, will never....ever...happen again.

BK leaves the locker room and Predator has a conflicted look on his face as we fade out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: The great Philanthropist (Credit: Yoko)

Security Guard: Hey, hold up. Who's that?

We see none other than the Senator enter the view, followed by a hunched over figure in a tattered cloak.

Security Guard: That guy can't come in unless he has a pass.

Senator: He doesn't have a pass, Mr. Johnson, but he's with me. It's a simple story, really.

Security Guard: ...You know my name?

Senator: I'm a politician who identifies with the public, what do you expect? You're Travis Johnson, age thirty-six, father of one son and one daughter, Frankie and Amy. Husband to Elizabeth Johnson, maiden name Elizabeth Kestner.

Security Guard: ...Wow.

Senator: Remember to vote for me in the next election, I'm nothing but a common man like yourself. As for now though, this fellow with me is a homeless man I met in the street who desperately needs a place to sleep aside from the cold, damp streets. I told him he could sleep in the Senatorial Stable room for the night.

The hunched man begins to cough.

Security: I guess it would be ok if he's out by the time the show is over.

Senator: A couple of hours will do him well, you're a good man.

Senator and the man bypass the security and delve deeper into the ACW Arena. They come upon Ginger's office. Senator looks around to make sure no one is around, and shoves the man inside of the office, and walks in himself.

Ginger: Were you seen?

Senator: Only by one security guard, and he didn't come to any conclusions.

Ginger: Good.

The hunched man straightens up and drops his cloak to the ground, it is Andy Starr.

Andy: It really hurts to walk like that.

Ginger: I know, but it's the only way we could have gotten you in here.

Andy: I appreciate the effort, Ginger.

Ginger: Now, about your job position.

Andy: Yes?

Ginger: I can't get it back, it was terminated. I also can't just hire you back, because knowing Stanton, he'd get rid of you in a more violent, yet unfortunately legal way, if not just re-terminate you.

Andy: Then I really am gone?

Ginger: Not quite. I can give you a trial match for a contract on the next show, if we keep it a secret from Stanton. You'll win a new contract if you win the match, and with it being a contract that was won, it'll come with temporary immunity. It'll still be risky after that if he decides to actively seek the end of your career, but it's the only shot you have. You're very loyal to ACW, I'd like to keep you around.

Andy: I understand the risks, and I'll do it.

Ginger: Good. Keep a low profile until then, and by all means, keep this under wraps.

Andy: I'll have Senator see me out, then. Thanks a lot for this, Ginger.

Andy wraps his cloak back around him, and hunches over again. Senator peeks out of the door to see if it's clear, and motions for him to exit.

Ginger: Thanks for the help with this, Senator. Without you, this might not have worked. You now have my complete trust, I owe you for this one.

Senator: Think nothing of it. When it comes to you and someone else in charge, we both know where my loyalties lie. I'm on your side.

Senator exits and Ginger lets out a sigh of relief as he hears them walking down the hallway.

End Segment.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 1: Rena Vs. Koda - Vibrator on a Pole match

ACW’s card commences with an “interesting” stipulation for its latest Diva contest; the fans wait to see what its effect will actually be on the match as Philip enters the ring to start his night’s work.

Philip: This first match is a Diva “Vibrator on a Pole Contest”, set for one fall……

The camera pans upward to show said pleasure device suspended on said pole above one corner of the ring.

Philip: Introducing first, from Kyoto, Japan…. Koda “Killer” Kumi!

The fans start to boo as “Trust You” plays, and Koda walks out, flipping the fans off without a second thought. Known for her vicious nature, the match seems ideal for her……

As Koda enters the ring, “Work It” hits, and the booing if anything intensifies as Rena stalks on to the stage, looking as beautiful and bitchy as always.

Philip: And her opponent, from New York……..the Diva Director and ACW Diva Champion, Rena Matheson!

Rena has a determined look on her face as she approaches the ring; after her loss to a furious Kiley last week she is set on winning here, and the fans sense that this is going to be a heated encounter.

Rena enters the ring and throws out a taunting comment at Koda; Koda glares daggers at Rena, and the ref has only just sent the belt out of the ring with Philip when she snaps and flies at Rena. The fight is on, and the referee decides to make it official as quickly as possible.

Bell Rings.

Koda gains an early advantage through her tactics, and whips Rena hard against the ropes; she prepares for a spinebuster, but Rena speeds up and tries to tackle her down instead. Koda jumps aside and Rena ends up rolling out of the ring; Koda immediately dashes across to the other side, climbs up the turnbuckle and makes a grab for the suspended vibrator. Rena isn’t badly affected, however, and moves stealthily around the ring before sliding back in below Koda; she climbs up after her, and the crowd yells as Rena superplexes Koda off of the post and back into the ring. Koda is winded, but Rena knows that her pin won’t count until the vibrator has been retrieved, and so she adds an elbow drop to try and keep Koda down while she makes an effort of her own to reach the item of interest. Rena’s quite tall for a woman, but the pole is the same one used in the men’s matches and so the Vibrator is out of her reach even from the top of the post; Rena employs some intelligent thought and changes her mode of attack, pulling at the pole while balanced on the top of the post. The disadvantage is that her back is to the ring, and so she doesn’t see Koda approaching; Koda moves in behind her and tries to repeat the superplex to her own advantage. Rena holds on to the pole with both legs and hands, and as Koda leans back the combined weight is too much for the pole to bear. It snaps, depositing both ladies with a shriek on to the canvas, and Rena immediately turns over to make a pin on Koda. The referee counts, and Koda shoves Rena away at 2; she makes a grab for the vibrator ands gets it, while Rena pulls herself up still holding the broken pole in her right hand.

Koda’s triumph at gaining the titular item is cut back as she realizes that it’s not as immediately useful as she thought. Even so, she switches it on and the vibrator emits a low hum as she points it at Rena like a PPK. Rena laughs and takes up a fighting stance with her length of pole, but the referee cautions her that the pole is not a legal weapon in the match. Rena looks annoyed and throws down the pole petulantly, much to Koda’s amusement – and then whips around to elbow Koda powerfully in the head. Koda staggers and Rena grabs the vibrator, but Koda refuses to let go, and the crowd sniggers as the vibrations judder both women during their struggle. Koda knees Rena to force her to let go, and then employs the vibrator in what the murky - minded might call Aural sex, jamming it into Rena’s right ear. The vibrations screw with Rena’s sense of direction as well as inducing temporary Tinnitus, and as Rena stumbles Koda drops the device and uses her Full Nelson Slam before going for a pin. It gets 2.5, and Koda quickly grabs the machine before Rena can do so; in her hurry to do this, however, she lets Rena get back to her feet, and Rena lets fly with her Chick Kick while Koda is still recovering to the vertical. Koda drops, and Rena smiles as she picks up the small piece of technology; she moves the vibrator around over Koda’s body in a way that makes many of the men present adjust their collars, and then with a burst of power she slams it down into the side of Koda’s head. The machine isn’t strong and shatters in a myriad of pieces, but Rena doesn’t care; she pins right away, and Koda is too dizzy to react in time as the referee counts the 1,2,3.

Philip: Here is your winner……..Rena!

Note: This next segment should have appeared directly after this match. Apologies for the delay.

Segment :: Special Appearence
Written By :: Jade

After the match, Jade is shown backstage crossing her arms with one hand on the phone, leaning against the wall. Soon enough, Jade starts to throw her hands in the air with an angry expression on her face. People working in the background stare at her as she paces back and forth in fury. Jade screams in the phone as she holds it out in front of her face.

"NO! I am going to go out there and remove this . . . this insult to women everywhere! Look, I don't care if you are the boss of me, I am going to do whatever I want, you jerk!"

Jade throws her phone at the wall and it shatters into pieces as she walks off with backstage workers dodging her every move. Scene fades back to the ring as Rena stands over Koda, tormenting her by grabbing her hair and showing Rena's title in a cocky way. Rena slaps Koda's face as she tosses her title around her shoulder and Rena stands in the middle of the ring as "Work It" continues to play some more. Fans start to snap pictures of Rena as she holds her title over her head and poses some more for the fans. Rena looks over at Koda as Koda sits against the turnbuckle, holding her face in pain. Rena shoots a smile until lights start to fade down and "Work It" fades away. Rena looks at the crowds and all around as she stares at where Koda was, who is now gone backstage by the helping of the referee.

Fading in with the words "Jaded" coming across the ACW Tron, "Sex is not the Enemy" by Garbage is played on the P.A. and Jade comes out with a microphone in one hand and Poochie in the other arm. Fans start to scream as they finally see Jade come out from the back. Rena shockingly stands in the ring, staring at Jade, as Jade looks around the ACW arena with a glare that could kill. As "Sex is not the Enemy" fades away, Jade smiles delightfully from seeing Rena's face in absolute disbelief. Jade raises the microphone to her face as Poochie starts to quiver around in her arm.

Jade "Oh, don't worry Poochie . . . that whore won't come down from the ring, no she won't! You know why? Of course, you know why because she is of the Divas and I, of the Roster! She wouldn't dare come over and have a shot at Jade because she knows if she messes with Jade . . . she WILL get Jaded!"

Fans shoot out in mixed emotions as Rena is handed a microphone. Rena slides the Diva's title around her waste as she smirks a bit with her pearly whites showing. Camera man zooms out to show Jade at the ramp and Rena in the ring. The distance isn't too far between these two but you have to remember, both are full of passion and anger. Rena flips back her hair as she puts her hand on her hip.

Rena "Now, now, now . . . look who finally decided she was a part of the ACW. That's right! It's Jade. Come on everyone! Let's give her a hand . . ."

Rena starts to clap sarcastically as Jade stares back with her glare again. Poochie starts to growl as he senses Jade's anger. Fans start to laugh as Rena continues.

Rena "Oh, Jade. Do you really think I am threatened by your little remarks? Do you think that I am actually afraid of some obviously not since I am . . . the Women's Champi-"

Jade "Excuse me . . . before you finish that please get things straight and clear that up Diva. That title isn't even a title! It's more like a disgrace to all women everywhere . . . just like you!"

Fans start to stand in amaze as Rena stands in shock that she was interrupted AND mocked. Jade continues as she holds Poochie close to her body as his tongue hangs out.

Jade "What?! Did you expect me to actually listen to your rambling and blabbling about how you are the Diva Division's ultimate whore and how you can do this and that? Heh, you make me laugh. I mean, to think that one of the chicks off of the Roster would do something about this Diva Division to make it better when actually; we can't say it's the greatest of its kind. I wouldn't even call it a Division. I'd call it . . . an insult. An insult to me . . . and to every single WOMAN in this arena!"

Male fans start to boo Jade as she kisses Poochie on his forehead and Rena smiles as she takes the microphone up to her lips with more of a bitchy attitude.

Rena "Jade, I don't think much of the arena agrees with your little speech. Look around . . . what do you see? You know what I see . . . I see something around MY waist and . . . nothing around yours."

Rena rubs her title as the fans start to cheer. She continues as she struts slowly around the ring.

Rena "Unlike you, Jade . . . I know that many people want to see me on T.V. not just for my all out talents and looks, but they want me and they want to see me do things that their minds have never even thought of . . . my absolute wonders."

Jade watches Rena as she does a little dance in the ring, teasing fans all around. Male fans cheer for Rena in the ring. Jade scratches Poochie's head as Poochie yawns.

Jade "No, Rena . . . I don't think you see what you are exactly doing. Do you see who you are turning on? That bald, overweight fan in the front row holding out money just to see your untalented ass in the ring, strip! Now, I don't know about you but that is just plain gross. I just wanted you to know that from what I see backstage and from what I see everywhere, the Diva Division is going to be going downhill pretty soon and just to show how it is going down . . . I have special plans for YOU, Rena Matheson."

"Sex is not the Enemy" by Garbage blast onto the P.A. as Jade drops her microphone at the top of the ramp as she points at Rena and pulls her thumb across her neck. Fans start to go wild as Rena leans over the top rope, trying to get Jade into the ring with her. Poochie licks Jade's face as Jade turns around and walks backstage, leaving Rena in the ring. Scene fades.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: When is a name not your own? (Credit: Wyvern)

The camera opens with Wyvern walking down the corridor of the backstage area. He is currently wearing a Nine Inch Nails "With Teeth" shirt, and blue denim jeans, obviously not ready for his match later tonight. The International Title that he has slung over his shoulder gleams in the fluorescent lighting of the facility. He looks pretty well despite of his nagging shoulder injury that almost cost him against the explosive debut of the Canadian Dragon Teddy Davis Jr. last week on Meltdown. He heads toward the New Breed locker room, to start getting ready for tonight's match against fellow stablemate Jake Cheng. However, his previously-unobstructed walk to the locker room is cut off by Mercer Stanton, the financial backer of the ACW, as he rounds a corner. It's hard to tell if Stanton was lying in wait, or if it was a chance meeting, as Stanton begins to speak.

Stanton: Well, how's the number one contender feeling tonight?

Wyvern: Good enough to perform, which means I'm alive.

Stanton laughs.

Stanton: That's great. Awesome. Listen, Wyvern, or should I say, Scott Stewart? Either way, we need to discuss something.

Wyvern: Ok...?

Stanton: Follow me please into my office.

Wyvern follows Stanton into his office, not too far where they met. Stanton opens the door, revealing the lavish room, and takes his seat behind his desk. He motions to Wyvern to take a seat. Stanton pulls out a folder, and grabs a piece of paper and hands to Wyvern. Wyvern begins to read it, while Stanton talks to him.

Stanton: As you can see, "Wyvern" is a registered trademark of the Extreme Wrestling League, which has long since gone belly up, due to financial problems and the like.

Wyvern: Yeah, so? I thought when I signed here with the ACW that the rights had transferred to this promotion.

Stanton laughs once again, and his laugh makes Wyvern look up - he has heard this distinct laugh before.

Stanton: Scott, things don't work like that. If they did, we wouldn't be having this conversation. What was actually the case here, was that the rights belonged to creditors of Johnny Rotten of the EWL. We, the ACW, pay out royalties off of all your merchandise, and even to use your name. The creditors use that to clear up the debt left when the bankruptcy proceedings went into effect, to repay the losses of the EWL.

Wyvern: Why not just buy the rights? I tried to make a bid before, but the people in charge said I didn't offer enough. Can't we work something out?

Stanton grins at the comment made by Wyvern, and swivels the chair so that his back is to Wyvern.

Stanton: Glad to hear your initiative is comparable to your in-ring talents, Mr. Stewart. As the financial backer of the ACW, I want to help my investments succeed to the fullest. I'm not Panda Energy - I won't waste my money on a junk promotion. However, there's quite a predicament with the rights to your name. The creditors of the EWL now realize the level of recognition you've achieved from the ZWF and here in the ACW, and well, to tell you the truth, your "stock" has went up dramatically.

Wyvern: So if I understand this correctly, Mr. Stanton, the creditors want a higher royalty check due to my status here in the ACW?

Stanton nods.

Wyvern: How much do they want?

Stanton: Enough to make your checks look like coupons at a grocery store. They jumped from a very modest five percent royalty charge on merchandise, to an outrageous twenty percent. Let's not even get started on the appearance fee.

Wyvern: I don't recall that, is that a new fee?

Stanton: Actually, it started a while back, roughly two months or so ago. Did you ever realize why we don't have you booked for Fallout ever? We shell out roughly five hundred dollars per minute you appear with the "Wyvern" name on ACW television. That price has escalated to double its asking price from when we first got it, now at a cool grand.

Wyvern: Wow... What's with the massive inflation?

Stanton swivels around sharply, and looks at Wyvern incredulously.

Stanton: Simple. Look at what you've done, and what you're wearing. The 2005 Fallen Heroes battle royal winner and the CURRENT International Champion. Why, you're a walking cash pit. Spring Into Hell charged us a pretty penny, especially with your ambulance ride thrown in as well. We're almost in a situation where we can't expect to pay for your likeness to appear on ACW television.

Wyvern looks outright confused by Stanton.

Stanton: Lest we not forget this past Meltdown, where more people tuned in to see how you'd be after your brutal match with Darius Silver. You're costing us a lot, and we need to do something about it, and fast.

Wyvern: What can we do then? I'm not about to hang up the tights and call it quits. Remember, that's what brought me here in the first place: coming out of retirement.

Stanton: Well, not much can be done in a drastic enough of a matter to make a difference in the upcoming weeks. However, if your performance, was...well, suffice to say, less than desirable coming up to and at the biggest Pay-Per-View of the year, your royalties would be far more...manageable.

Wyvern: And what would happen if I stayed at my current pace?

Stanton: Well, for starters, the ACW would be flexing backwards financially to support your endeavors and we’d have to make arrangements. First off, I’d be forced to be put you in a situation where the custodians would make more. We can’t penalize everyone for your appearances on ACW programming. However, if it got too out of control, perhaps it would come to that.

Wyvern: I can’t just “let go” in the ring. I’d be cheating people, the fans of mine and others, out of the money they worked hard for. Couldn’t we, or I, for that matter, utilize a different moniker if it got too out of control?

Stanton: Afraid that isn’t the case – we’re contractually committed to the “Wyvern” likeness. We’d have to ensue in a legal battle that would leave us on the losing side almost certainly. It looks like the company that treated you like an animal when you worked there, treats you like their breadwinner now, seeing you flourish when given the ball. We have no intentions to do the same to you. With that, I’m sure you’ll make the right choice. However, I have some other issues to tend to, so I must ask you to leave.

Stanton motions for Wyvern to leave the office, and as Wyvern heads out the door, the door slams shut behind him. He looks back at the door, and holds his hands at the top of his head. Wyvern looks frustrated for a little while, but eventually starts heading to the New Breed locker room, where he was originally trying to go to, as the camera fades.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Deadly Alliance (Credit: Hunter / Senator)

The scene opens in the arena's parking lot. Due to the light that shines onto the cars and ground, it is clear that this is earlier in the day.

The scene then cuts into the inside of the arena, where the camera stalks down the hallway and stops at a door that reads "Senatorial Stable". The cameraman reaches his arm out very slowly and opens the door. He sneaks in and hides behind a plant in the room. He then positions his camera in a proper place for a good viewing of the Senator and Hunter, both standing in the middle of the room, their backs to him. Hunter folds his arms and chuckles. The camera zooms in and sees that they are watching their match from the previous Meltdown.

Senator: Now THAT was a good move indeed.

Hunter: Yeah, I saw it coming.

Senator: Mmm. See that was your first mistake. I am too quick to get locked into the Eighth Sin.

Hunter (chuckling): It was sort of out of desperation. I think that you trying the Victory Driver was your mistake.

Senator: Yes, maybe. I still cannot believe that you rolled out of the Victory Lock II!

Hunter: I saw it coming. As soon as I felt your arm on my leg, I knew what to do.

Senator: That was a timely counter, but do not forget, I did not lock the hold in, even into the first stage! You would not have survived if I had managed to do so! You know...I did have other things on my mind, and neither of us properly prepared for that match, you know what the outcome would have been if I had been able to prepare myself. That said, I seriously think that you are improving with every appearence in the ring. You are taking things more seriously around here than ever before, and are focused. Do not lose that focus, that is your key!

Hunter: Yeah, you're right.

Hunter leans forward and turns off the TV. He walks over to the couch in the middle of the room and sits down. By the time he finishes there, the Senator is already behind his desk.

Hunter: So...where are FSX and Will?

Senator: FSX is in Korea visiting his family. He should return shortly. Will, on the other hand, I am not too sure...

Hunter: Well, he'll turn up eventually.

The Senator chuckles.

Hunter: Wait...what about Rena?

Senator: Oh, I think she is in the gym with Kalb and Fitsharris, putting in some extra training after her match. She is going to have to be prepared for the tough competition in the diva's division.

Hunter: Yeah, they're no push over.

He lightly chuckles to himself.

Senator: So, tonight, I see that you have your first match with Ridley.

Hunter: Yeah, but I figure that since I beat you, and you wrestled him to a draw, I could easily get the win.

Senator's facial expression and voice becomes a little stern.

Senator: Never think that. You got lucky in our match, and that may have been the case with my match. You should never underestimate Ridley. He has the well-documented vicious side, but behind that, he is perhaps the most solid scientific wrestler on the roster. Make a mistake, and rest assured, he will capitalize.

Hunter: I see. Okay, I'll take care of it.

Senator: Remember, Hunter: never, under any circumstances, get cocky. That may have been your greatest weakness your entire career.

Hunter: Right.

Hunter gets up and walks over to the door.

Hunter: I gotta go do something. I'll see you later.

Senator simply nods his head and Hunter makes his way out the door. Senator then turns his head and notices the cameraman in the corner.

Senator: MARLOWE!! If you would kindly please get the heck out of here, I would consider not putting you in my Victory Lock II!

The cameraman quickly charges out the door. But, before it closes, he sneaks the camera back into the room. He sees Senator smile, get up, and walk over to the window. The sun's rays hit Senator in the blink of an eye. Senator locks his arms together behind his back and looks out. The distant clouds that were once hidden now come into view and shatter the light given off by the sun. The room becomes dark, and Senator continues looking out. The camera then slowly retreats from the sanctuary.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: One on One, Take 3 (Credit: AJK Caveman, DD)

The scene opens up at the arena, and Toy Soldiers by Eminem hits. The crowd furiously jeer as AJK Caveman slowly emerges through the curtains, along with Jack McCarty. The smirk at the fans, and slowly make their way to the ring, where McCarty goes up first, and sitting on the ropes, allowed AJK to move through into the ring. McCarty then steals a microphone from a ringside crew member, and shouts at her, calling something that the front row don't appreciate, and they hurl abuse at the Caribbean man. He ignores them, and enters the ring, along with AJK. He attempts to speak, but the crowd start an asshole chant, and he cannot begin his speech. They slowly die down, and he decides it's the perfect time to speak.

McCarty: What a bunch of inconsiderate morons...

The crowd don't take this lightly, and instantly boo McCarty. He just stands, emotionless, and waits again for the jeers to slowly fade.

McCarty: Like I was going to say...Dan 'Daredevil' White...

AJK looks in disgust, but the crowd think otherwise, and go crackers at the mention of his name

McCarty: Dan 'the Daredevil' White last week suffered at the hands of me, Daniels who isn't here tonight, and AJK. But let me get something straight...Dan, you want AJK in the ring, again, even though he has twice destroyed you in it?

Take a Look Around hits, and Daredevil comes out to a large pop from the crowd. He smiles as he walks down the ramp, holding the Lightweight title. He enters the ring, walking straight past the two men, and jumping to the top turnbuckle, parading the title. He then jumps down, takes a microphone, and wacthes the two mean, with a smug grin plastered on his face

DD: Look who's here!

The crowd go bonkers again, and DD remains standing, grinning at his two foes.

DD: Well the fact is...yes, I want a match…the final decider at Omega Effect. AJK, do you accept my challenge?

AJK looks at McCarty, and he hands the microphone over to him. AJK then takes it and replies to DD

AJK: Brother…I WILL face you in the ring, one on one…

DD: alright, but let’s put something interesting on the line…how about, if you win, Jessie will leave the ACW forever…

The crowd don’t like this

DD: But, if I win…then McCarty loses his contract!

The crowd go nuts, and McCarty frantically waves his arms about for a couple of seconds. But AJK smirks, and lifts the microphone up to his face.

AJK: Brother…I accept your challenge…

McCarty looks a little shocked, and pulls AJK over. They start to talk off the microphone, arguing until they suddenly come to an agreement. McCarty grins, and takes the microphone off AJK.

McCarty: Ok then, but under one condition…this match will be three stages of hell! Now AJK and I have already decided the first two falls…you may decide the final fall, if it ever gets that far.

The two laugh. DD grunts and answers

DD: Alright, what have you two got?

McCarty: First fall will test your stamina…it will be a no disqualification match, in which the pinfall must fall between the 25th and 45th minute. The second fall, AJK’s speciality which is tables. You must put your opponent through two tables via ariel moves, and that is it. And the final fall, is your call.

DD smiles as he lifts the microphone to his mouth

DD: Ok. There will be a briefcase, held up on a wire. Inside the briefcase is your contract, and Jessie’s contract. And in order to get it, you must climb a ladder, step by step, receive the briefcase and win.

There is a small pop from the hearing. AJK takes the microphone off McCarty

AJK: Brother, one thing…

AJK drops the microphone, and tries a clothesline but DD ducks it. DD then hooks AJK for the Stunt Bomb, but McCarty quickly reacts and hits him with a low blow. DD immediately lets go of AJK and treats his ‘nether region’. AJK then smirks and lifts his brother up, hitting a X-5 in the centre of the ring. He then picks the micropohne up again

AJK: So yeah, as of now, it’s not contact against each othre until Omega Effect. That is unless you would like to be gone from the ACW until Omega Effect 2006…punk…

Toy Soldiers hits, and the two men leave DD lying in the centre of the ring. The crowd boo their exit, but they just laugh at the crowd as we cut to commercials.

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Match 2: ET Tourney Match - First Blood
Cernunnos vs Blaze (Credit: Rose)

With the result of the first round first match still inconclusive, the fans aren’t sure what to expect of the next one as Philip enters the ring.

Philip: Introducing first, from Parts Unknown, please welcome Cernunnos.

”Imperial March” hits and the crowd pops a little for Cernunnos, but then begin to boo him as time goes on. He has a black rope on and it covers most of his body. He gets into the ring and wastes no time taking his corner. He will not be denied tonight and he will make sure that the blood will flow.

Philip: And next, from Charlotte, North Carolina, please welcome Blaze

“COD” hits on the sound system and Blaze walks out from the back to a light, but sustained pop. He wastes no time and runs down to the ring facing his opponent the entire time. He enters the ring and waits for the bell to ring with a game plan in mind, but will it work?

Bell Rings.

Cernunnos and Blaze waste no time in trading ferocious blows with one another. Cernunnos quickly uses his strength to lift blaze all the way on his barn door back and drop him with an uncharacteristic Samoan drop. Blaze hits the mat hard and all the breath in immediately knocked out of him. Cernunnos quickly begins to punch and tear at his opponents head in hopes of busting him open. Blaze covers up effectively and Cernunnos is having a rough time penetrating his defenses. Cernunnos gets to his feet and brings his opponent up along with him. Blaze tries to get a few punches in, but Cernunnos no sells it and throws him through the middle rope. Blaze lands on the outside and gets to his feet just in time to see a 7ft monster standing in front of him. Cernunnos grabs him be the throat, but he lets go when he feels a stiff kick to his groin area. He goes to fall, but Blaze immediately whips him head first into the nearby steel steps. A loud noise reverberates and the fans go “Ooooooh” along with it. As an omniscient narrator, I know I tend to over hype things sometimes, but I swear to God that this was a loud noise. Cernunnos feels of his head as he starts to get to his feet and he does not appear to be bleeding, but as he turn he gets his skull cracked by a brutal steel chair shot. Another camera angle shows that Blaze got it from under the ring and he looks down upon his fallen opponent expecting to see a bloodbath, but instead he sees……….nothing?

He goes to hit the fallen Cernunnos again, but he misses when his opponent shows a great deal of agility for a man his size. He goes to hit the fallen Cernunnos YET AGAIN, but he misses when his opponent again shows a great deal of agility for a man his size. Finally Blaze becomes so enraged that he throws the chair into the frenzied masses and thankfully everybody moves out of the way. Cernunnos gets to his feet and smashes his boulder like fists into Blaze’s face, but he cannot seem to cause his opponent to bleed. He clotheslines Blaze over the protective barrier and into the front row of the bloodthirsty ACW fans. This match is not pretty to watch and is unnecessarily brutal, but this match has managed to get the ACW fans into a minor frenzy. Hard kicks an punches are exchanged and finally Blaze DDT’s Cernunnos on the had concrete, all while the fans are yelling like animals around them. Blaze stands over Cernunnos triumphant and confident that his opponents skin can last only so much longer. It looks like its over for Blaze, but suddenly a fan comes up from behind and hits him over the back of the head with a steel chair and it is the same steel chair from earlier. The fan apparently took the chair toss earlier personal and is a bit of a hero/idiot as security tosses him from the building. Both men stagger to their feet and Blaze goes for the first punch, Cernunnos blocks and sweeps him down to the concrete floor. Suddenly, Cernunnos gets a grim look on his face and places his fallen opponent in position for a move that will hurt……bad……very bad. He lifts him up and hits the Pagan Wrath on the unprotected concrete floor. Blazes head smashes against the concrete floor and he is busted open upon impact. The Referee then immediately calls for the bell.

Bell Rings.

Philip: Here is your winner……Cernunnos!

Cernunnos gives a grim smile and leaves Blaze to come around as he heads slowly to the back; he has shown that he is a strong contender here. Blaze picks himself up, disappointed but buoyed up a little by the crowd’s favorable reaction, and he is certain to bounce back as the scene fades.

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The Announcement (Credit: Jake Cheng, Davey Marvel)

The scene opens up in the New Breed locker room. Everything is somewhat peaceful. Wyvern and Davey are both reading books while Jake is pacing back and forth in the kitchen area while listening to his iPod. Jake, being impatient as ever, breaks the silence.

Jake: Davey, why can’t you just tell me the result of the match? I mean, everyone knows you are just going to schedule the rematch, so can you just tell me when it is so I can prepare?

Davey ignores and continues to read his book. Jake gets angry. He walks over to where Davey’s Entertainment Title is kept and slings it over his shoulder.

Jake: What was that Davey? You decided to drop the title to me? What a nice gesture! And for my first act as Entertainment Champion, I will change the color of the title to make it not look like a pair of underwear. Well, I guess it isn’t that bad. At least it isn’t purple...

Davey: You want to know what decision I have made? Well, I’ll tell you. I haven’t made one yet.

Jake *getting angry*: WHAT DO YOU MEAN? First you hide all the stuff I set up. Then you lock the room on me when I try to ask you where you put them? Now, you can’t decide what you are going to do?

Davey: Calm down man I am sorry. I didn't think you would get so upset about that if you really want my announcement on that guess you will just have to wait like everyone else.

Jake: What is that supposed to mean?

Davey: It means that I am about to go to the ring and tell the world my ruling on the situation. So then not only will you and Rookie but the rest of ACW along with the world will find out.

Jake looks on a bit stunned as he watches Davey and Revenant walk out of the New Breed Locker room. The door closes and in the same second it closed it re-opens with Davey grabbing his title from Jake.

Davey: Thanks for keeping it warm.

Davey exits the locker room.

End of Segment.

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Segment: Who's Calling At This Hour? (Credit: Daredevil, ??)

The scene opens up in Daredevil’s locker-room. Daredevil and Jessie are sitting on a bench together. Jessie puts her arm around his shoulder, and rubs his chest. Daredevil pushes her away in pain, and Jessie looks quite worried about his condition.

Jessie: Look, are you sure you don’t want to go to the emergency room?

Daredevil gives a look of pure stubbornness which leaves no doubt with anyone that his decision remains the same.

Jessie: Is it about the fans? No one – not me, not the fans not anyone is going to think any less of you for seeking help! Seriously, what you're doing here really is beyond bravery and stupidity combined!

Daredevil drops his head to the ground staring hard at a crack in the tiles.

Jessie: And tonight you have a match with BK London? AND it’s no holds barred? Considering BK's been through, he'll kill you! The intensity in that ring tonight will show no consideration to the fact that you’re injured! If anything it’ll make it ten times worse!

Daredevil gets to his feet and walks toward his locker and opens it, taking out the Lightweight Title.

Daredevil: It's not about that. It’s not about any of that. Imagine if somebody walked back into your life, controlled what you did with your career and ruined everything you’d ever worked for. What would you do?

She looks at him her eyes full of tears of worry about what he may do to get even.

Daredevil: You fight back of course. I'm standing here with burns, cuts and bruises...and you know I just don’t care about any of it anymore... Only one thing matters to me right now! I will not...I CAN not rest until they’re out of my way. All of them. McCarty, Caveman, and Daniels... They have to be punished for what they did to me!

Suddenly, the Blaydon Races hits, and DD sort of jumps out of his state of mind. He answers his phone, and walks into the bathroom.

Daredevil: Hello? Who's this?

The voice is muffled, and it’s unclear to who it is. Daredevil’s facial expressions tell a story. At first he looks completely shocked.

Daredevil: What do you...

He is quickly cut off, and Daredevil, while looking angry, listens none the less.

The voice on the other line continues speaking, and DD’s continually chancing expressions changes once more, this time to one of interest.

DD: OK, OK. Well I can’t talk now. I have a match. I’ll talk to you about this later...

The voice curtly replies and the phone goes dead. As he walks out of the bathroom Jessie looks up expectantly.

Jessie: Who was that?

Daredevil: Oh, err, it was my mum.

Jessie: What did she want?

Daredevil: Um, oh, I’m getting married!

Jessie looks completely confused.

Jessie: Huh? You’re getting married?

Daredevil: Um, no. My brother’s getting married.

Jessie: What? AJK? Why would you be bothered? Hey you’re not going to do anything stupid are you?

Daredevil looks worried, and quickly walks to the other side of the locker-room, putting down his phone.

Daredevil: No...No...I err...have...a wrestling match tonight...yeah.

Jessie: Eh? What are you on about!?!

Daredevil just stares at Jessie for a moment before storming out of the locker-room. A moment passes while Jessie looks confused until Daredevil suddenly storms back in. He crosses the locker-room and grabs his forgotten title and phone.

Daredevil: I’ll be taking THESE with me, thank you.

Jessie: Wait...

Not listening however, he storms out again, slamming the door behind him. Jessie is left looking confused as ever, as the scene closes.

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Segment: All running to plan (Credit: Ridley)

As a fresh segment begins on the titantron, A single flame, its hue a scorching shade of crimson, erupts into life, piercing through the darkness. It burns brightly, vibrantly, as if it had no greater reason to live than life itself. For several seconds, the flame burns uninterrupted, entrancing the audience in a bizarre thrall with its red-tinted dance.

And then, a voice.

Red: What do you have to report?

It's lilting, effiminate, smoother than velvet melted down and poured through a porcelain vase; the owner of the voice is clearly one of a suave and charismatic nature. At the same time, a certain underlying horror permeates its every note, a chill that almost offsets the voice's original charm.

A second flame, this one an icy shade of blue, bursts into flame to the left of the red one, and a cold, sneering tone drives forth the next statement.

Blue: It is time, your eminence. Soon, the Prophet will come forth and reveal himself to you...and then you, as the Illuminatus, shall cast him down in accordance with prophecy. Our spies are in place, and have reported that he is on the verge of capitulation to our harassment. Soon...soon he will come here, and come to the arms of death's embrace.

Red: Good...good...everything is working out according to the wills of the Great Old Ones, who were, and are, and shall forever be. What of the other betrayer, the one who lurks close to our dear prophet Malachi? Is HE in place?

Blue: He's connected as we speak, great one. I feel his presence around us.

Red: Excellent. He must report as well. GALDER!!!

A green flame now bursts into life on the right of the other two; it's not a gentle green like spring grass so much as a virulent, sickly neon that almost evokes a feeling of pestilence in itself. The combined light of the three flames illuminates the screen as the conversation continues.

Green: You called, most high Illuminatus?

Red: I did. It is time for you to report...how goes the surveillance of the Prophet? Is he ready?

The laugh in response is not at all pretty; it's even more unsettling than Ridley's in that it bodes a certain depth of animality that one as proud as the Archangel of Suffering would never stoop to.

Green: Heh heh...he IS, my lord! He has never been more ready than he is now! All it shall take is the final step in our plan to push him over the edge, and he will be YOURS! The Prophet shall dash forward into your hands like the fatted calf to his slaughterers, and he will be ripe for you to smite him down in his wrath.

Red: Excellent. Is the Kaesar woman ready?

Green: She's been the most willing tool we've ever worked with, great one. How deliciously ironic, though, that she not only led us to the missing earring with the Jewel of Yog-Sothoth...but she'll be instrumental in smiting the Prophet as well.

Red; Ahhh....delicious indeed. I love when life becomes good poetry. So tell me, Galder...when will it be time to act?

A whisper of anticipation rolls through all three flames, and so it is that the King of the Inner City allows a shudder of agonized pleasure to convulse his mind as it is finally revealed.

Green: We move...at Omega Effect, my lord.

As fast as that, all three flames are gone. No echo, no afterimage, not a single trace remains that they ever existed.

It's as if the doom whose descent Ridley's anticipated for months now...never existed at all.

End segment.

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Match 3: The Predators vs. G-Unit - Tornado Tag Team Title Elimination Match

Back in the arena, the proceedings earlier in the night have the fans hyped up for the next match, and they cheer as Philip enters the ring.

Philip: This is a tag team match with Tornado and Elimination stipulations, and it is for the ACW Tag Team Championship! Now entering the arena, the Challengers….from Toronto Ontario and Saskatchewan, Moosejaw….JonnyG and Gooeygarth, G-G-G-G –Unit!

”Defy You” blasts into the arena, and there is a mixed reception as G Unit take the stage; while many fans still boo, others cheer them, preferring just about anything to the Predators. Jonny and Gooey enter the ring and pace around it as they await their opponents.

They aren’t left waiting long, as “Stay together for the Kids” hits, and the Predators walk out, holding their belts up high.

Philip: And their opponents, from Winnipeg, Canada…. They are the defending ACW Tag team Champions, Predator and Wolf, the Predators!

The arena is filled with boos as the Predators stalk to the ring; they slide in and get into G Unit’s faces, and the ref has to sternly warn them to separate them. The belts are taken, and since the match is a Tornado contest, the ref is content to allow the match to start off with all four men in the ring.

Bell Rings.

All four men hurl themselves into the match without any excessive posturing; they’ve fought one another enough to know that it’s a mistake to give their opponents any time to strategize. JonnyG ends up going head to head with Wolf, and a chant starts up for the lupine superstar; this seems to annoy Predator a little, but since he’s got a fired – up Gooey to deal with he puts it out of his mind. Jonny whips Wolf toward Predator, but Wolf diverts himself to sail past, strike the ropes and then rebound to crash into Gooey from behind. There’s a cheer and Predator tries to take advantage, but Jonny covers for his partner by grasping Predator from behind and dragging him backward in a sort of bearhug variation. Gooey and Wolf pick themselves up and Gooey kicks Wolf hard in the stomach before using a hairpull headbutt, and a nasty – looking powerbomb. Gooey makes a pin, but Predator fights his way out of Jonny’s grasp to make the save in the nick of time; Jonny runs forward to try and get some revenge, but Predator turns around and backdrops him, forcing Gooey to dive out of the way to avoid getting flattened. Wolf picks himself up and takes up a fighting stance; Predator says nothing but simply joins him, so that Jonny and Gooey can’t pick them off individually. G Unit start to regroup, and the Predators rush in, delivering double clotheslines; Predator succeeds in sending Gooey over the top rope, and as Jonny reels from the impact Predator and Wolf deliver a mighty double suplex. Predator pushes Wolf away to make the pin for himself, and Wolf blocks Gooey from breaking the pin as the referee counts the 3, unable to see that Predator is using the ropes for extra leverage.

Philip: JonnyG has been eliminated!

Jonny is obviously very angry indeed, but he knows the perils of starting an argument with the referee and exits to the outside, stalking back and forth as Gooey pulls back, watching both Predator and Wolf carefully. The Predators’ confidence is now sky high, and they taunt both Gooey and Jonny; the crowd isn’t a clear supporter of either team, but G Unit has the better pedigree and now as underdogs they draw the support of the crowd. Jonny encourages Gooey, and as Predator and Wolf close the gap Gooey ducks under Predator’s punch and pops up directly in front of Wolf, delivering a DDT and then rolling aside as Predator tries to stamp on him. Predator gives chase and starts to go toe to toe with Gooey; Gooey whips him to the ropes and Jonny sneakily grabs his ankles on the rebound so that Predator smacks down face first into the mat. Predator is incensed and slides to the outside to try and take Jonny out; the referee lets him get on with this and instead keeps his attention on the ring, where Wolf is staging a courageous fightback and making Gooey dig deep into his reserves of strength. Wolf produces a storming chokeslam that makes the whole ring shake, and pins; he gets a 2 count, but Gooey pushes him off with intent and boots Wolf in the gut as he’s rising back to his feet. Gooey signals for and nails the Cheese Dip, and the roar of the crowd finally alerts Predator to the situation; he dashes back to the ring and charges Gooey, who is now kneeling in preparation for the pin. Gooey uses his intuition and turns around just enough so that he can grab Predator once he comes in range, and slam him over his head down on to Wolf. Predator rolls off in pain, and is too distracted to make any further effort to stop the cover as Gooey hooks Wolf’s leg for the 1,2,3.

Philip: Wolf has been eliminated!

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Gooey shoves Wolf out of the ring, and makes a beeline for Predator, who gets to his feet just in time to dodge his opponent. The fans want to see Predator get what’s coming to him, and they cheer for Gooey, but though Predator has a tendency to be a little self – interested he is no coward, and the fans edge forward in their seats as he and Gooey swap punches and kicks. Predator allows himself to be sent into one of the corners, and guesses that Gooey will attempt to splash him there; he climbs up to the top of the post quickly and drops down on to the apron on the outside of the ropes as Gooey runs on to the turnbuckle. Predator grasps the dazed Gooey’s head and runs along the apron until he can smash Gooey’s head into the next post; Gooey staggers backward, and Predator ascends to the top to perform an impressive missile dropkick that takes him almost halfway across the ring before connecting with the back of Gooey’s head. Wolf applauds as Predator makes the cover, 1,2 – Gooey kicks out, and there’s a cheer from the fans as well as from Jonny, who has started to clap his hands over his head in an attempt to get both Gooey and the crowd fired up once again. Predator knows that he can’t let this happen, and gets up just as fast as he can; he quickly sets Gooey up for his Pedigree, but Gooey channels all his strength and stands up, grabbing Predator’s ankles so that Predator is hanging head downward against Gooey’s back. Gooey jumps and sits out to drive Predator’s head into the canvas; the crowd yells, and only a timely intervention by Wolf stops the match from ending right there. The ref, however, orders Wolf back, and the small distraction lets Jonny slip into the ring. Predator can’t defend himself, and G Unit combine forces for a double powerbomb of enormous impact, the very essence of a successful tag team. Wolf tries to alert the referee but it’s too late, and Jonny is once again standing innocently on the outside as Gooey makes a simple cover to obtain the 3 count.

Philip: Here are your winners, and NEW ACW Tag Team Champions…….G Unit!

The crowd is still making a huge amount of noise as the referee hands the belts to Jonny and Gooey, making them unprecedented 4 times crowned tag champs. They hold up their belts to the fans and taunt Predator and Wolf before leaving the ring; inside it, Predator is slowly coming around and Wolf does his best to see if his partner is all right, a look of concern on his face.

The fans are cheering Predator’s downfall, but the cheering suddenly becomes booing; Predator slowly gets up and is looking seriously pissed off when a familiar figure emerges from the crowd and slips into the ring. BK attacks Wolf from behind without warning, and the booing becomes even louder as Wolf struggles to defend himself; tired from the match it’s a battle he can’t win, and BK lines up for the superkick – but Predator gets between the two men, a look of confusion on his face.

Predator: What the hell are you doing?

BK fixes Predator with a steely glare.

BK: It’s time for you to drop the dead weight, Predator. You have a choice – you can become a great superstar in your own right, or stay held down in this tag team.

Predator stares at BK; behind him, Wolf is starting to struggle to his feet. Predator shakes his head, turns and offers his hand to Wolf – but then pulls it away, and kicks Wolf back down before applying the Crossface. Wolf cries out, both in pain from the move and anger at his partner’s betrayal; the fans shout too, and their fury only mounts as BK joins the attack, using the Corporate Lock. Wolf struggles, but can’t hold out, and after a minute or so he passes out from the pain. Only when his movements cease do BK and Predator release the hold; they stand over him, and BK raises Predator’s arm to a barrage of booing, as the show fades out to commercials.

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Segment: Best of Enemies (Credit: Gooey)

On return from the break, as Gooey and Jonny walk out into the backstage area, they raise the belts over their heads and slap the plates, showing off to the crew and the camera which is following them.

Jonny: You see? The Predators are no match, they just got a little overly excited about winning in a three way match but when they are against us alone, they stand no chance. This is why we are the best, it is because we have beaten them all, it isn't any fun anymore, it's all a joke there isn't a tag team currently we have not beaten.

Gooey: Well, I'm pretty sure we haven't beaten ColdFire before....

Jonny: Who gives a shit, those bastards are so green that....well shit, they're just really really, damn green.

Gooey: Heh, It's funny cause it's tr-

Gooey suddenly stops talking and a cold look crosses their faces as focus is drawn to a figure ahead of them, slowly clapping

Jonny: What do you want Ginger?

Ginger: Oh, nothing, nothing at all. Just wanted to come and congratulate you two on your achievement... of making a mockery of my company!

Gooey: What do you mean? The only thing we did for this company was for its benefit.

Ginger: The benefit of nothing! You see, I have gone through a couple of papers, and I have discovered that you two have caused major harm to this fed. Hell, even if the incredible Hulk came rampaging through here it wouldn't be even half of the damage you two did. Just look at this...

Ginger pulls out a couple of his papers and begins to read.

It says here that both of you caused over 5000 dollars in company property, theft, illegal events hosted in your locker room, fights outside the building multiple times. The list just goes on and on. Do you know how much crap I had to take because of you two. And Gooey, your little drunken escapade is no better, public drunkeness, public indecency, you threw a mad fit in a bar, and, urinated in a school memorial flower bed, and spray painted inappropriate images not suitable for elementary kids to see....

Gooey gives an innocent smirk to the camera.

Ginger: You drove your car into oncoming traffic, parked in a handicapped space, and then there’s an allegation of sexual harassment.

Gooey: Hey, they came on to me.

Ginger: Don't flatter yourself Garth. But the point I'm trying to get to you too is that you are a danger to society, you are a threat to all things civilian, and not fit for the public to encounter. So what I'm trying to say is...YOU'RE FIRED!

Gooey and Jonny's jaws drop to their ankles and they have the eyes the size of dinner plates as they can't believe what Ginger just said.

Ginger: I wish I could say that to you two, but as much as you two are a bunch of maniacal idiots, the crowd loves it, but even so you two together are causing more harm than good, which is why, a sacrifice has to be made.

Jonny and Gooey don't get what Ginger is getting at but they listen in very carefully at what he has to say next

Ginger: And what I mean is that one of you will be gone by the end of this month, as to which one of you will go is up to you to decide. As of right now I am making a match for the biggest PPV known by all the ACW locker room, at Omega Effect it will go down with Jonny vs GooeyGarth, in a Pink Slip on a Pole match. And I don't care what kind excuse either of you have, champions or not, both of you will walk to the ring on that day or so help me God, both of you are fired! Enjoy the rest of the month, because for one of you, it will be your last!

Jonny and Gooey look stunned as they gaze at each other, forced to fight themselves as enemies as Ginger struts his way back to his office, and the scene fade out.