Monday Night Warfare 28th November 2005

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Monday Night Warfare 28th November 2005

ACW Tour: London, UK

Schedule of Matches:
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Red's Only Fan vs. Brian Carnage

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Gelale vs. Big Bertha

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Soviet Union vs the World
Vladimir vs. Tornado

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ACW Junior Title Match
Rawt vs. Jearus

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Daredevil & Jonny Spade vs. Santiago Rivera & Kudo

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ACW World Title Match
Davey Marvel vs. Macho Man RDK

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Hunter vs. Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune

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[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

The sound of the capacity crowd cheering can be heard before the visuals of the show fade in. Everyone waits for the traditional shot of the venue, but instead the picture is of a street, just a normal urban road. People are going about their business, cars are moving slowly in rush hour traffic, and the shot starts to move, tracking backward and speeding up. “Lust for Life” by Iggy Pop kicks in, and a few seconds later someone comes rocketing from around a corner, running at full speed as if being chased. The camera stays with the familiar figure as she dashes along, knocking people out of her way and generally causing chaos. Those members of the crowd who’ve already picked up on the reference recognize the essence of the voice over that accompanies the energetic scene…

AK (voice over): Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family, Choose a fucking big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers….

A car pulls out of a side alley, forcing Alicia to vault over it with a grin. Swerarwords and car horns fade rapidly away.

AK (voice over): Choose your friends, your interests, choose the things that make your heart race for just a few seconds in your otherwise dull existence. Choose WWE, TNA, ROH, Puro, or those kids down the road who throw themselves off of the porch roof and call it “extreme”. Choose to support the babyface or the megaheel. Choose technical excellence or hardcore brutality. Choose high production values, or rough and ready enthusiasm. Choose to be a mark, choose Kayfabe, choose to spend hours arguing your case against people who you wouldn’t know if you passed them in the street. Choose to believe that all this is something more than passive consumption of a product. Choose to believe the hype.

The shot swings out and wide, and there is a surge of cheering from the crowd as they see Earl’s Court rising up high above the plaza in front of it. Alicia keeps running, around to one of the side doors, and enters; she slows to a fast walk past crew and other roster members, taking off her outer jacket to reveal her in-ring dress. Someone is on hand with her long coat and silver headband, and there is a fleeting glimpse of Ginger sticking his head out of his office door and shouting something that ends in “…late!”

AK (voice over): Choose wrestling… I did. But I chose something else, as well. A wrestling life less ordinary. And the reason? It’s simple, and it’s the one common bond that everyone you’ll see tonight has. Who wants to just listen to the story, when you can be a part of it instead?

Alicia pulls her coat on and straightens the rest of her attire a second or so before she pushes through the curtains and emerges on to the stage, triggering a wave of whoops and cheers. Smiling broadly, Alicia walks to the ring and hops in, accepting a mic from one of the assistants. The cameras take some good long panning shots of the arena, showing the period 30s detail of the venue to nice effect. Once things have calmed down just a tad, Alicia is able to speak directly.

Alicia: So… you lot are just a little bit excited to be here, right?

More cheering.

Alicia: Well that’s great, because we’re all thrilled to have made it here at last! And have we got one heck of a show tonight for you lucky people – we’ve got two title matches, an Untouchables vs KYSPBA tag contest, a diva debut, and lots more that I’m not going to spoil just yet. But before all that, let’s have a good look at all of you…. Can we have the house lights fully up, please?

The arena is fully illuminated, except curiously for some parts high up. Alicia ignores this for now.

Alicia: There we go! Now then, a quick straw poll – how many people here are actually from this fine city, like me?

A large proportion of the audience cheers.

Alicia: Excellent… Ok, just to keep Dan happy, where’s the Welsh contingent?

There’s a lot of rowdy cheering from a sizable block in the front stalls, a shot of which shows them waving several Welsh flags and Daredevil banners.

Alicia: Good, good…. Anyone already so hammered that they can’t remember where they’re from?

Laughter, and a few random cheers follow. Alicia walks around the ring, and then shields her eyes as she looks up at the upper circle. It’s a long way.

Alicia: Oh yes, let’s not forget everyone in the cheap seats. Can you guys actually see anything up there? Dave, try and get a close up of that…

The upper circle crowd cheers as the ringside cameraman focuses in on them, so that they show up on the alphatron.

Alicia: Lovely… Just out of interest, how many of you bought those seats via Ebay and didn’t check the seating plans first?

Several hands are sheepishly raised, making the rest of the arena laugh.

Alicia: All right. Well, now that we’ve all been introduced, I’ll let them start the show… I’ll be back later on, but for now, enjoy yourselves – show the rest of the world that this place has the best fans anywhere!

The audience makes a huge amount of noise, and Alicia hands the mic back to the assistant before heading to the back, and the show starts off properly with the first segment from the back….

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Start of an Alliance? (Credit: Latino/Red)

The backstage camera pans around the hallways as many people walk to and from various areas. As the cameraman tries to maneuver through the crowd he catches Red’s Only Fan as he’s walking down the hallway. He follows him as he walks down with a confident walk and as he turns the corner Red inadvertently bumps into someone’s back. The cameraman stops as Red backs a few steps away. The person that he bumped into slowly turns around as he looks for the culprit.

Red: Hey, hey man I’m sorry for that but you were just in the way.

Hunter (Walks Closer): Look you idiot-

??: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Calmase mi’ijo. Relax.

Hunter: You know what I won’t deal with this little jackass. Nice seeing you again. Thanks for the boost of confidence with that job.

Latino stares back at Hunter and watches intently as he leaves down the hallway. He then turns around and notices that Red is still here.

Latino: You’re that Red’s fan right?

Red: Yea that’s me.

Latino: Hmm, I’ve been watching you in your matches.

Red: And what about them?

Latino: Well I noticed you’ve been letting your guard down. You might want to work on that. And as for Hunter….just watch out for them.

Red: Yes well I can take care of myself in and outside of the ring perfectly. You'll see tonight.

Latino: Yea, sure we’ll see. Adios….amigo.

Latino leaves as Red is watching wondering what truly came from this altercation. After a few more seconds he then himself leaves as the scene fades to black.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: This is far from over… [Part 1] (Credit: Tornado)

As the scene begins, Tornado is seen parking his car, a black Chrysler 300C, he gets out wearing his normal clothes, a baggy pair of dark blue jeans, a sky blue t-shirt with a random design on it, and a pair of navy blue and white Lonsdale trainers. He gets out carrying a blue gym bag, obviously containing his wrestling gear, and walks towards the corridor leading to his locker room; however he finds his path blocked by Kevin.

Kevin: Tornado, can I ask you a couple of questions about Daredevil?

Tornado sighs.

Tornado: If you must, but you do realise I’ve got a match to warm up for tonight?

Kevin: Of course, I’ll only take a few minutes of your time.

Tornado: Alright then man, fire away.

Kevin: It is clear that from Daredevil’s actions last Meltdown that he believes he has the upper hand in this feud, and your failure to appear or even react seems to have compounded these feelings. Have you any comment to make about this?

Tornado: Look, the way I see it, Daredevil’s career is going nowhere fast. Sure he and Jonny have a tag title shot, which they’ll lose, but that’s as far as he gets. He sees himself as a main-eventer yet he needs to come up with corny promos in a way to get at me? He can see his career is stagnant and mine is on the up so he’s tagging along for the ride. Simple as.

Kevin: So are you saying as far as you’re concerned this feud is over?

Tornado: Not by any stretch of the imagination, but right now I have no time to be dealing with his lame, unimaginative cheap shots. I’ve got my career to focus on, namely my Junior Title shot on Meltdown, Dec 1st. That’s all I’ve got to say on this matter.

Kevin: Thank you for your time, it is much appreciated.

Tornado: Any time, but now I really gotta go.

Tornado heads off down the corridor towards his locker room, however the fans get a distinct feeling that this won’t be the last we hear of this matter.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 1: The Only Red's Fan vs. Brian Carnage (Credit: Hunter)

We return from the last segment to find Philip already standing in the ring.

Philip: Ladies and gentlemen, this first match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Columbus, Ohio, the Only Red's Fan!

"Reptile" hits the speakers as Red makes his way out and waves to his fans. He slides into the ring and does a few poses, then cracks his neck and awaits his opponent.

Philip: And his opponent, from Greenock, Scotland, Brian Carnage!

"Open Your Eyes" hits the speakers as Carnage makes his way out and taunts the crowd; he nevertheless gets a few cheers from the Scots in the audience. He hops into the ring and stares down Red, fully ready for whatever he is about to face.

Bell Rings.

The two quickly lock up in the center of the ring, only to have Carnage hit Red with a swift arm drag. Red rises and blocks another arm drag and hits a dropkick to the knees of Carnage. Red tries to lock in the Mr. Red, but to no avail as Carnage is able to quickly kick him away. Red tries to kick Carnage, but Carnage grabs his foot. Red tries for an enziguri, but Carnage ducks and does a unique enziguri of his own to the back of Red's head. He covers but only gets a two count. Red reverses a neckbreaker into one of his own and follows this up by locking on the Boston Crab, which Carnage is able to escape shortly after it getting locked on. Red tries for a suplex, but Carnage pushes him away and hits him with a hurricanrana. He taunts the crowd, but in doing so he fails to notice Red sneak up behind him and dropkick him in the head. Red covers, but Carnage is able to kick out.

Red is clearly frustrated at this point, but he shakes it off and gets to his feet. He lifts up Carnage only to have him hop onto his shoulders and hit a swift Carnage Buster! He covers, but Red miraculously kicks out. Carnage tries to lock on the Octopus Stretch, but Red grabs him and rolls him through into a small package. Carnage is able to break the hold and hit a swift dropkick to Red's face. Red gets up and ducks a lariat attempt from Carnage and comes back with a running bicycle kick. He then lifts up Carnage again, but Carnage reverses whatever it was Red was attempting and hits the reverse Russian leg sweep. He goes to the top turnbuckle and signals for the swanton bomb, which gets a great pop from the crowd. He fails to notice that by this time Red has recovered, and when Carnage leaps off for the move, Red gets to his feet as well. Red is able to catch Carnage midair and executes a picture perfect Death Wish! He goes for the cover and gets the easy three count.

Philip: Here is your winner, the Only Red's Fan!

"Reptile" hits the speakers again as Red gets to his feet and celebrates his victory. He slides out of the ring and high fives the fans, then goes backstage. Carnage rises, and though displeased with himself for losing, gets a large pop from the cheers. He raises his fists, then rolls out of the ring and goes backstage as well.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: A seafaring tale (Credit: Rawt)

As the scene begins, Rawt is on an airplane, heading for Boston, Massachusetes for a vacation away from home. Upon arrival from his 18 hour flight, he landed at the Boston Airport.

Flight Attendant: Hello ladies and gentleman, we have now reached our destination, Boston, Massachusettes, have a nice day.

All of the passengers swiftly got out of their seats and started to try and push through all of the other people to get off the plane. Rawt, on the other hand, sitting in his reserved lazyboy chair seat, listening to music, sat their waiting cautiously for everyone to get off. It took them all about 20 minutes to all get off the plane. As soon as the last one got off Rawt turned off his chair, grabbed his backpack, and left towards the terminal.

Child: Excuse me...

Rawt acknowledged that the child was talking to him, so he stopped and turned to the child.

Rawt: Yes?

Child: H-h-ello, I-i-i am your mo-o-st favorite f-a-an. I was wondering i-i-f I cou-uld possibly have your autograph?

Rawt: But of course, if you are my favorite fan.

The child pulled out a sheet of paper and a black permanent marker and handed it to Rawt, who gladly signed the paper.

Child: Thank you Mr. Rawt, all my friends at school will be so jealous.

Rawt gave a smirk as he waved to the child goodbye and went to the Budget car rental booth. When he arrived there, there was no one there to help him in his services needed, so he knocked on the desk to see if anyone could hear him in the back.

Rawt: Hello?

No one answered.

Rawt: Hello!?

Voice: Just a second!

Rawt stood there for 5 minutes, waiting for this "second" to come up. Rawt then became tired of waiting and snapped and jumped over the desk, and through the staff room door.

Rawt: I would like to rent a fucking car, RIGHT NOW!!!

The staff member back there jumped out of his seat. He was playing pong on an old gameboy, which went flying out of his hands and hit the wall and smashed into little pieces.

Employee: Excuse me, but I was in the middle of beating my high score, and now look, its broken, thanks a lot!

Rawt: Well you should have been out there giving me a vehicle to drive like a good employee.

Employee: You won't tell my boss will you? If you tell him I was slacking off, I will surely have my ass handed to me on a silver platter.

Rawt: Ok as long as you get the hell out there now and let me rent a vehicle.

Employee: But of course.

The employee was so scared that he would lose his job, that he thought that if his boss did find out that he was slacking off, he would be surely fired, so he let Rawt rent his car for free.

Rawt: Thank you, well I should be on my way, got lots of sites to see.

Rawt jumped into his vehicle and zoomed out towards the city. He visited all of the main sites: Q-Nightclub, Boston Bruins Pro Shop, and the Hard Rock Cafe. Before turning in to his hotel and hitting the hay, he visited one last stop, the marine docks. He was astonished by how many Merchant Marine ships there were at the dock, and decided to look around. He started asking some of the sailors questions about their business and anything weird that has ever happened while sailing. He came upon the last merchant ship and found the captain.

Rawt: Hello sir, nice night is it not?

Captain: Hello there, yes, it is a beautiful night.

Rawt: I am here just to ask about your journey on the water, and what kind of stuff has happened to you.

Captain: Well...there was this one time, 2 of our fellow sailors were in a relationship before they joined us onboard.

Rawt: What does this have to do with the ocean?

Captain: Just wait, you will see. Anyways, well, about 9 months in on our expedition, the woman of the 2 had a child, which they named Jearus.

Rawt: Did you say Jearus?

Captain: Yes Why? do you know him?

Rawt: Yes I think I do, in a matter of fact I do know him. Him and I are ACW wrestlers, we have a match tomorrow.

Captain: I always knew the child would be big, he watched the ocean all day when he was 6. He journeyed to Asia when he was older and became a master in the martial arts of Tae-kwon-doe, but that was the last we heard of him. We heard rumours that he was in Europe for a bit, but we were never sure.

Rawt: Ahh, I always wondered how his childhood was, he seemed like he has a peaceful and calm soul. What about his parents?

Captain: When he left, so did his parents, we haven't heard anything from him since.

Rawt: Well, I know now if they saw him, they would be proud, he is a big, strong man now.

Captain: I always imagined him being a strong young man, I know his parents would be proud.

They talked for 30 minutes before the Captain told Rawt he had to set sail again to Israel to deliver some items.

Rawt: Ok well, it was nice meeting you and thank you for telling me Jearus's past, I shall tell him that you said hi.

Captain: I would greatly appreciate that, I shall watch the match tomorrow night.

They shook hands and departed. Rawt sat in his car before leaving the docks as he watched the ship sail into the darkness.

Fade Out.

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Segment: This is far from over… [Part 2] (Credit: Tornado)

The camera shows Tornado sat alone in his locker room. He is clearly trying to concentrate on his upcoming match with Vladimir later that night. The silence is broken by the door slamming open. Tornado whirls round to see a breathless member of the hospitality staff panting in the doorway.

Staff member: Tornado, sir, you’d better come quick.

Tornado: This better be important! I’m trying to prepare here, I have an important match tonight.

Staff Member: I’m terribly sorry but this is kinda urgent.

Tornado: You’d better lead the way then.

The camera follows Tornado who is led, by the member of staff, to the parking lot; it’s extremely cramped, due to the huge demand on the limited spaces close to the venue. Tornado runs over to his car, or what’s left of it. The camera focuses in on what used to be Tornado’s Chrysler 300C which now looks like it’s been in an accident with an 18-wheeler. Something is protruding from the shattered windscreen and it has the Welsh flag draped across it. Tornado picks up the Welsh flag and proceeds to rip it in half, revealing the object stuck in his windscreen is in fact a sledgehammer. Tornado lets out a roar of unbridled rage before ripping the sledgehammer out of the windscreen, sending shards of glass flying across the parking lot and showering the crowd of onlookers.

Tornado storms through the crowd, shoving everyone out of his way. The fans are clearly shocked; they have never seen Tornado this angry before. It is clear that Dan has crossed the line as Tornado heads back down the corridor and out of view.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 2: Gelale vs. Big Bertha

As the shot returns to the arena, preparations for the next match are already underway. Big Bertha has already been introduced, and is standing next to a slightly nervous Philip, with Veronica poised on the outside.

Philip: …And her opponent, making her ACW Wrestling Debut… from parts unknown, accompanied by the ACW Junior Champion Rawt, Gelale!

”Another One Bites the Dust” plays, as Gelale uses the same entrance theme as her client. She looks focused and prepared as she walks to the ring, and Rawt gives her a last few words of advice before she enters the ring. The referee checks that everything is as it should be, and calls for the bell.

Bell Rings.

It’s not the easiest first match for Rawt’s manager and valet, and Bertha wears a skeptical expression as the two women move toward one another. Gelale gathers her strength, and strikes Bertha in the chest; Bertha is shaken just a tiny amount, and then shows her opponent how it should be done by placing a hand across her face and shoving her down to the mat. Veronica applauds, but the crowd boos, and Gelale shows no sign of being intimidated; she simply glances back at Rawt on the outside, who gives her a nod of confidence. Gelale gets back on her feet, and approaches Bertha again; Bertha tries a repeat of the face grab, but this time Gelale slips behind her, and kicks the knee of her opponent so that she slips down into a half kneeling position. Urged on by the crowd, Gelale delivers a few clubbing blows to Bertha’s head and shoulders, and this time Bertha definitely feels it. As Bertha tries to turn around and stand, Gelale gives her a forceful boot to the chest, pitching her over backward, and drops for a pin; it gets close to a 2, but also allows Bertha to get a hold on her foe. Veronica yells at Bertha to stop fooling around, and Bertha stands back up clutching Gelale by the hair, before switching hands and executing a mighty chokeslam that makes the crowd exclaim in alarm. Smugly, Bertha pins with one foot; but Gelale isn’t the type to fold so easily, and she defiantly gets her arm in the air just after the 2. The crowd cheers, which needles Veronica even more, and she yells furiously at Bertha, who is looking just a bit annoyed herself. She looks down – but finds that Gelale has moved, and the crowd bursts into cheering as they see her ascending the corner turnbuckle…

Bertha’s on Gelale’s case at once; she storms over, and plucks the smaller woman from the post with both hands, turning around and hitting a powerful slam that makes Gelale flinch and clutch her back. Bertha holds up her arms defiantly, ignoring the crowd’s consternation, and Veronica shouts for even more punishment as Bertha stamps on her foe. Gelale has only one course of action open to her, and she rolls to the outside; Rawt comes to her aid and helps her back to her feet, while Bertha lords it over her opponent. Gelale pushes her hair back, and gets up on the apron with a few words of advice in her ear from her client; Bertha comes over and attempts to knock her back, but Gelale ducks and pulls on Bertha so that she tumbles over the ropes. Gelale scrambles back into the ring as Bertha holds on to the top rope and prevents herself from falling to the floor; she flips back into the ring, an impressive feat for such a big woman. Gelale keeps her distance, looking for a chance to strike, but as she backs off to the ropes on the other side, Veronica jumps up and strikes her across the back of the head. The crowd shouts angrily, and the ref admonishes Veronica, who just smirks as Bertha catches up to her opponent and performs a mighty powerbomb. She pins… but there is no count, and as Bertha looks around to find out why, she hears screaming. On the outside, Rawt is not pleased with Veronica’s tactic, and has arrived to make his point in person; he does not attack her, but Veronica’s terror that he might has diverted the referee’s attention. As Bertha is trying to get it back, Gelale rolls back to her feet, and while Bertha is still on her knees, she puts everything into a jumping kick to the back of her foe’s head. Bertha collapses, and the thud alerts the referee to the situation; Gelale pins, and the crowd cheers loudly as she gets the 1,2,3.

Philip: Here is your winner….. Gelale!

”Another One Bites the Dust” hits, and Rawt enters the ring, raising the hand of his victorious manager. Bertha slowly comes around as Rawt and Gelale leave the arena, stunned by her defeat and understandably wanting explanations from Veronica as the scene fades out.

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Segment: This is far from over… [Part 3] (Credit: Tornado, DD)

It appears that a cameraman has caught up with the furious Tornado who appears to be heading for The Untouchables locker room. Tornado pauses as he arrives at the door then swings the sledgehammer, pulled from the wreckage of his car, and reduces much of the door to barely more than splinters.

Fortunately, there is no-one in The Untouchables locker room but Tornado goes in regardless. He heads for a picture on the wall; it pictures Daredevil in his SWF days, holding the World Title on his shoulder. Tornado rips the picture down and hurls it across the room; he then goes across, picks the shattered frame up, and wrenches out the photo. He looks at the photo and mutters something to himself before ripping the photo into 16 pieces which he scatters around the room.

Tornado then proceeds to use the sledgehammer which destroyed his car to wreak havoc, smashing anything belonging to Daredevil and WCW98 because he undoubtedly helped Dan out. After much of Daredevil’s property has been obliterated Tornado lays the sledgehammer down in the centre of the room, obviously designed to send a clear message. Tornado then storms out, trying to calm down before heading to his important match.

--5 minutes later—

Dan and WCW98 walk down the corridor laughing. The laughter stops in an instant as they reach the locker room door and venture inside. Dan instantly makes to go out of the door but WCW98 holds him back.

Daredevil: What the fuck are you doing? I’m going to smash that cocky little twat.

WCW98: Leave it, you’ve got a match coming up, don’t do anything to blow it. Anyway, we can sort ‘him’ (WCW98 spits out the word) out later…

Daredevil grins, clearly in agreement and steps back into the bombsite that The Untouchables locker room has become.

Fade Out.

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Segment: Going up in the world (Credit: Santiago)

The scene opens to reveal the ring where Philip Jones is set to announce the next match-up.

Philip: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, making his way to the ring--

"Get Your Way" by Jamie Cullum hits and Phillip looks at the entrance-way pissed for being interrupted at doing his job.

?: Making his way to the ring, he is the richest man of them all! SANTIAGOOOO RIVERA!

Santiago walks out from the back with a mic in his hand and a glass cane in the other with diamonds on the top of it, while wearing a fancy coat and a crown with diamonds around it. The crowd, bemused by this, isn’t sure how to react.

McNally: That's Santiago?

Edison: I...uh- I think so.

Santiago struts down to the ring and then walks up the steel steps. He drops the mic in the ring and holds his crown as he steps in between the top and middle rope. He then bends down and picks the mic up.

Santiago: Phillip, old boy, scram for now.

Santiago points the cane at the alphatron signaling for the music to cut. The crowd wonders if they’ve somehow entered a bizarre parallel universe where people speak like 1930s upper crust bumblers.

Santiago: Ladies and gentleman, the NEW and improved Santiago Rivera! You're all probably wondering what has happened. Well sit down children. It's story time. It all started last Thursday in New York City. After our nice little Meltdown, my brother who was waiting in the back for me and I flew out to Las Vegas to meet with our family. We spent our Thanksgiving there. Well, let's just say Vegas is a gold mine! But some people just can't find the gold. I for one though, I am a gold digger. I find all the gold! Those slot machines had my name all over them. Black Jack, Poker, ooooh they all helped to rank up to One...MILLION DOLLARS TOTAL! Then after that I took a non-stop first class trip all the way to England!

Santiago walks around the ring for a bit.

Santiago: I'm now living the rich life. Money may not help me in the ring, but it sure will help everywhere else! But anyways, tonight it will be me and Kudo Yasuda taking on Daredevil and Jonny Spade. Kudo, I just want you to know, because I'm your partner, you're probably going to lose. Just want to warn you of that, old fruit. But hey! When you’re as wealthy as me, what’s a loss or three between friends? KYSPBA can still defeat the Untouchables, I mean it's not like I represent our alliance. If so, we'd be in a lot of trouble! Now folks be prepared tonight. Little kids, look away. You're going to see a YAKUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUZAAAAAAAAAA KNEE! And when you do, I can tell you that right then and there, Daredevil, or Jonny, will be done!

Santiago smiles.

Santiago: All yours Phillip boy. [/i]

Santiago drops the mic and slides out the ring and grabs his cane he dropped on the mat as "Get Your Way" by Jamie Cullum hits and Santiago walks up the ramp.

Scene fades to black.

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Segment: Celebrate, Good Times (Credit: Latino/Red)

As show returns from commercial break, Red’s Only Fan is already seen walking down the hallway. His walk is a lot more cocky and arrogant as confidence is running through his blood right now. He moves past everyone in his way and then quickly jumps back to the left as Gary comes running down the hallway carrying something in his arm.

Gary: I got the boot! I got the boot! WOoOOOoOOOOoOOo!!!!

Gary keeps running and bumps into Red as he tries to maneuver around him. Gary stumbles backward and hits the floor. Latino suddenly comes running down almost limping on one direction as he only has one boot on. Gary hurries back to his feet and races down the hall. Latino is about to pass Red but he puts his arm out in front of the superstar.

Red: Hey what’s the rush?

Latino: Dammit, Gary took my boot. He attacked it like a crazy pitbull!

Gary (In the Background): Kiss my ass, Latino!

Latino: Give it back.

Red: Hehe, no wonder you lose your matches. Worry about some piece of fabric and rubber. Maybe if your head were in the game as much as mine is you would’ve beaten Hunter.

Latino (laughing a little): Look amigo. You got one win. Uno.

Latino holds up one finger

One match. One loss for me is fine. I’ve won many before and beaten the best that ACW has had to offer. You are just starting out here.

Latino turns around and leaves but Red grabs him by the arm and pulls him back with a fierce nature. He steps up to Latino and the two men are now face to face.

Red: I know I’m new here and yea that was one win. But that will be one win of many and I don’t care who I have to go through. Whether it be through Rawt….Vladimir…Kudo….or You. I can handle anybody.

Latino: Very nice Mr. Red. Nice little speech. You know what…a nice idea just popped into my head. Now I don’t usually do this but you know what? I’m going to help you.

Red: Help? Like an alliance? I don't need help from anyone.

Latino: If you want to call it that sure. You want to be best then you’ve got it right here. I’ll help you get your wins and maybe if you can help me with….whatever you can do that too. So what do you say?

Latino extends his hand and Red looks at it and then back up at Latino.

Red: Alright, you have a deal.

The two men shake hands and after a few seconds pass the two men break the handshake. Red gives Latino a slight nod and then begins to leave. Latino turns and returns to chasing Gary. Reds' Fan snickers and looks at the boot in his hand as Latino races off as the scene fades to black.

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Match 3: Soviet Union vs the World
Vladimir vs. Tornado (Credit: DD)

We return to the ring in preparation for the next match, which is a very cruiserweight-style match as Philip enters the ring to perform his dues.

Philip: The following match is a Soviet Union vs. the World match! Coming first into the ring, weighing at 215 lbs…Representing the Soviet Union, Vladimir Rasputin!

The Red Army Choir hymning the Soviet Union anthem hits the PA system, and the fans immediately begin to boo, and the noise surrounds the entire arena. The lights turn to red and Vladimir Rasputin appears, waving the Soviet Union flag on a stick as he jogs down to the ring. As he reaches the bottom he plants the flag next to one of the turnbuckles and starts mocking the audience; after this, he enters the ring and waits for his opponent.

Philip: And weighing at 220 lbs, representing the United Kingdom…Tornado!

The British fans blow the roof off as 40 Oz hits, and the lights fade out, before a huge pyro explodes and Tornado emerges on top of the ramp. He’s waving the Union Jack in the style that the British Bulldog would, and sprints down to the ring, jumping onto the apron and impressively flipping over, hyping up the crowd. He drops his flag to the outside and lets a small smirk appear on his face as he gets ready to battle with Rasputin.

Bell Rings.

Tornado and Rasputin closely watch each other’s movements before slowly creeping up towards each other, arms at neck-height. Tornado tries to grapple Rasputin around the neck but Rasputin cheekily slips behind Tornado and clubs him in the back of the head with an elbow. Tornado holds his head forward to try and shake off the sharp pain but Rasputin quickly capitalises with a kick to the back of the knees. Tornado falls and Rasputin bounces off the ropes going for a Shining Wizard, but Tornado falls to his back, avoiding the kick. He performs a kip-up and waits for Rasputin to stumble into his path, and taking him down with a roundhouse kick. Tornado quickly scrambles to his feet and aims to hit a Moonsault Splash, but Rasputin manages to stick his knees up and avoid major contact with Tornado. Tornado falls to his back, clutching his stomach as Rasputin jumps up to his feet, smirking at Tornado. Tornado slowly climbs to his feet but Rasputin swiftly kicks him in the gut, and hits a Northern Lights Suplex. Rasputin makes the cover but Tornado reverses it into his own Small Package, but Rasputin kicks out before three. The two quickly jump up and wait at each other’s corners, getting a standing ovation from the fans. The two wrestlers slowly move in towards each other and Rasputin manages to get the other hand, throwing Tornado at the ropes. Rasputin aims a kick to the head but Tornado manages to grab the foot of Rasputin, however Rasputin then hits an Enziguri. He goes and makes the cover, but Tornado manages to kick out before three.

Rasputin looks slightly peeved off as he climbs to his feet, and lifts Tornado up alongside him. Rasputin throws Tornado at the ropes and hits a Hip Toss, and quickly hits an elbow to the shoulder of Tornado. Tornado immediately grabs his shoulder and rolls under the ropes (not out the ring). Rasputin scoffs, bouncing off the ropes and hitting a baseball slide, sending Tornado to the outside. Rasputin follows, and grabs Tornado by the head, throwing him into the barricade. The fans boo Rasputin as he rolls Tornado back into the ring and makes the cover: 1……2……kickout by Tornado. Rasputin again looks annoyed at the referee as he goes to challenge his decision, but the referee backs off. Rasputin just sighs as he lifts Tornado up and throws him at the ropes. Again Rasputin aims a kick and again Tornado manages to grab the foot, but instead of allowing his opponent to hit a move, Tornado hits a Dragon Screw. He then locks in the Fujiwara Armbar to the delight of the British fans. However he fails to lock in the headlock with his legs, and Rasputin manages to roll himself into a pin, but Tornado quickly escapes before a count is made. The two jump up to their feet and Rasputin kicks Tornado in the gut, and signals for the Siberian Express (180 degrees Pedigree/Fallen Angels) but Tornado throws Rasputin over his back. Rasputin slowly gets up, a little dizzy and Tornado hits a Swinging Neckbreaker out of nowhere. He then points to the ropes, and the fans cheer as he climbs the turnbuckle. He hits the Whirlwind perfectly and makes the cover: 1……2……3!

Philip: Here is your winner, Tornado!

The British fans go absolutely wild for Tornado as he throws his arms in the air, pleased with his result. He grabs the Union Jack and jumps to the top turnbuckle, holding it up with pride before jumping down and making his exit. Rasputin meanwhile remains laying in the ring, annoyed at losing the match and more importantly, annoyed at losing in his own competition as we fade out.

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Segment: ‘Drawback’ (Credit: Kudo)

The London crowd is on their feet, excited at the amazing and rare ACW show taking place right before their eyes. “Poison” blasts through the speakers and the crowd begins to cheer for Kudo, the usual action in this world tour, before Kudo begins to open his mouth and convert it all to boos. Kudo steps out onto view and behind him is the almost forgotten translator, Babblefish, sporting the bright orange and yellow fish mask following behind Kudo’s shadow. The two make it into the ring and acquire mics from the staff on the side. The UK crowd dies down to let Kudo speak.

Kudo: Now I know what you all may be wondering, why have I brought out R-3’s translator, Babblefish, when I’m in an English speaking country. Well the answer is quite simple, it’s because I can’t understand a damn word that has been said to me since we landed in this supposed respectable and civilized country.

As usual, the crowd has now reverted to boos, and have met the rudo side of Kudo.

Kudo: But onto some important business tonight, the KYSPBA (Kudo pauses a bit and slightly shudders at saying the name) has a chance to completely destroy leading member of the Untouchables…Daredevil.

The crowd cheers at the mention of the Welsh Dragon.

Kudo: Go ahead! Translate for them!

Kudo stares at Babblefish, who himself is confused at being told to translate English to English. When Kudo continues to stare him down, he finally complies and forces an English accent while reciting Kudo’s message over again.

The crowd does not take this well and the boos escalate to deafening levels at the blatant shot of disrespect Kudo is forcing them to endure. Chants almost begin to build up against Kudo but he cleverly prevents them from taking place by speaking into the mic once again.

Kudo: Now Daredevil and I have clashed once before, and that match ended in a no contest due to…overwhelming outside interference. And it was a result of that match that led to the…KYSPBA…alliance that has come back to bite him in the ass.

Kudo stares at Babblefish again and forces him to translate, humiliating himself as well as the crowd. The fans are getting riled up and begin shouting threats at Kudo.

Kudo: Now the match is scheduled to be a handicap match, Daredevil vs myself and Santiago Rivera, an up and comer in the Senatorial Stable. Of course what people fail to realize is, that Daredevil would already be in a handicap against me alone, hell anyone is at a handicap when they face the prodigy of ACW.

Babblefish recites again and boos begin to accumulate again amongst the crowd.

Kudo: So after tonight, Daredevil will be crushed, and we’ll see once and for all, whether or not the Untouchables record truly is…untouchable.

Many devout Daredevil fans begin shouting threats and insults again at Kudo, loud enough for it to catch Kudo’s attention.

Kudo: Oh come now, you know you won’t do anything, you’re supposed to be the civilized ones right? Hell it’s not like you lost a rugby match or anything…

Suddenly, a cup of soda is thrown at Kudo from ringside which is promptly dodged, ending up spilling all over Babblefish’s mask. “Poison” hits the speakers on cue as Kudo rolls out of the ring, dodging other thrown items from people that followed suit all the way back up to the entrance ramp and out of sight. Security lets out a smile and allows it to take place.

-End-

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: An Unwelcome Return (Credit: DD, WCW 98)

The segment shows up in the car park of the Earl’s Court arena in London, where Daredevil and WCW 98 are standing, talking about current affairs.

WCW 89: Yeah…it’s great to be back here in London!

Dan: Bah. First they refuse to do Cymru Fever AND THEN they refuse to have a show in Cardiff. Shenanigans I tells ya.

WCW 98: Listen Dan, you don’t have to worry about it. I’m pretty sure that the ACW will have another tour next year, like they did earlier on this year. But anyways, come on you’ve got a match tonight.

Dan: No mate, I’m waiting for someone. It’s just some shit from Cardiff.

WCW 98: Ah ok, that’s fine. What time are they going to be coming in?

Dan: I dunno. But I might as well just wait around now because I’ve got nothing better to do, really…

WCW 98: Ok…Well I’ll be in the Untouchables’ locker room, clearing up. Later.

Dan: Aye see ya later Dubya C.

WCW 98 walks through the door to the backstage area, whilst Daredevil just waits, resting on a pillar for the person to arrive. He looks slightly bored, arms folded, gazing lazily around the car park, noticing some of the vehicles before a screeching sound is heard, and a car speeds into the car park. Dan looks up but sees nothing of it, until the London cab stops right outside him, and suddenly the look of horror appears over Daredevil’s face. He turns and begins to run, but walks into a large, bald man holding a pair of knuckle dusters. DD almost goes into shock, and watches as three men walk out of the cab. One of them being Mick Turner. He’s around average height, hair colour a cross between brown and blond and a buzzcut. He stands, arms crossed and smirking as he walks up to Daredevil, and speaks with a broad Southern London accent.

Turner: My son is in a fucking wheelchair because of you and the rest of you fucking sheepshaggers.

He punches Daredevil in the stomach. DD tries to escape but the two men from the taxi hold him up.

Turner: It costs £50,000 a year to give him the treatment he needs. That is more than legally what I earn in two years. That means that I am fucking skint, yeah?

He punches DD in the stomach again, and again DD winces, falling to his knees but the two pull him up to his feet.

Turner: And I see you, ya fucking puff. You turned your back on the hooligan life. Thought it was too hard, did ya? Couldn’t fucking hack what we go through week in week out? You’re a fucking disgrace to football firms. You chose the high life for the money. You’re a sellout, a fucking sellout, and a fucking disgrace.

Turner collects the knuckle dusters off the large man, and hits Daredevil twice in the stomach hard. Daredevil has tears strolling down his cheeks, not necessarily physical but emotional pain as Turner speaks once more.

Turner: You know I ought to kill you right here right now, but-

He’s cut off by the sounds of a police siren and the group immediately scramble into the cab, and manage to drive away. Daredevil is left with his head in his hands, sitting, leaning back against the wall as we fade out.

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Segment: It's Good to be the Champ! (Credit: Bre)

The screen opens up on the Light Heavyweight Championship. We slowly zoom out from the belt to see the holder and current Light Heavyweight Champion, Bre Double T. Bre has a wide smile on his face. The background appears to be some sort of bar.

Bre: It is good to be the champ. The only thing that made me sad about beating FSX was that he didn't get to beat Daredevil's record of 105 days as champion. not for him to worry though cause I'm about to break all kinds of records.

A loud thud is heard and Bre turns his head, a bunch of guys with English accents have walked in and all appear pretty drunk already. The apparent leader of this group goes up to Bre.

Englishman: Are you Bre Double T?

Bre smirks.

Bre: Yeah, I am.

Englishman: Didn't you beat Fallen souls for that Light Heavyweight belt?

The Englishmen points to the belt

Bre: Yeah.

Englishman: I'd be honored to buy you a beer.

Bre: SWEET!

Englishman: Hey Bartender, gimme your strongest.

The other men gather round Bre. The Bartender places the beer in front of Bre.

Englishmen: Bet you've never had a beer this strong, I hear that American stuff is pretty weak.

Bre: I doubt it's that different.

The other men begin to chant

CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!

Bre: It's good to be champ.

Bre smiles and chugs the beer down.

Bre: Sees itsnothat mooch stroon geer. Meethinx Imagonna bu-

Bre stands up and begins to dry heave. As he staggers out of shot, its clear that he needs more practice with strong alcohol… but we do not see this as it's off camera.

Fade out.