Monday Night Warfare 24th July 2006

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Monday Night Warfare 24th July 2006

Schedule of Matches:
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Leon “The Chef” Chase vs. Rich Richardson

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Logan Locke vs. Jonny Hughes

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Dan White vs. Mystery Cheese

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Vince Hall vs. Santiago Rivera

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Champion vs. Champion
Macho Man RDK vs. Scott Andrews

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Hunter vs. Wyvern

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Torak vs. Rattlesnake

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ACW World Title Match
Victor “Latino” Laureano vs. Mystery Opponent

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Opening Segment: Tigers and Flowers (Credit: Rose / Yoko / Sarin)

Warfare gets underway in record time; the show opens with a large shot of the sold-out crowd that has packed the ACW Arena to its very limit. There are fans of all different shapes and sizes. In fact, the only thing they seem to really have in common is their love of ACW merchandise, which seems to be selling pretty well for the time being and can be seen all throughout the shot. Not wanting to waste anytime, the camera zooms to the ring, where an important celebration is just beginning…

Umeko Saito looks to be very pleased with herself, as she stands in the middle of the ring. She has a Tag Team Title belt on each shoulder and a microphone in her right hand. Directly behind her…and a little to the viewer’s left…stands the monster of a man who is known as the Tiger VII. With his trusty sledgehammer in tow, Chance Emmerson is even more unstoppable than usual, and it doesn’t look like they have anything to fear from rabid fans or anybody else, for that matter as long as he’s on guard. Not surprisingly, He seems more than content to do this and just hover outside the spotlight, all while Umeko hogs all of the glory for herself. There is one more thing of interest that happens to be a bit of a mystery... There is a rather large thin object that vaguely resembling an easel set-up directly behind Umeko. It’s covered by your typical large white sheet and it appears to be something that Umeko plans to unveil a little later…

Umeko: None of you believed me! You grouped me in with everybody else who’s ever tried to top the former tag team champions. You thought that I had no idea what I was getting into. You thought I was horrendously overmatched and even outclassed… That was your mistake. You see…

She turns to her side, takes a few steps backwards, and runs her left hand across the scarred chest of Chance. He remains ever serious and ever watchful…aside from a very very faint smile.

Umeko: As long as I have my Tiger… I am never overmatched. I am never outclassed. In fact, I am unstoppable!

The crowd boos loudly in response to her overconfidence. Since joining ACW, she’s had a knack of making outlandish boasts and claims…and she’s also had a knack of backing them up. That, in particular, is what the fans fear the most..

Umeko: You can boo all you want, but it won’t change a thing. I toppled the greatest Tag Team that ACW has ever known and I did it with style. In fact, I had a little something made that properly captures the moment that I climbed to the top of the mountain…and the moment that Flower Power plunged from its edge.

In one fluid motion, she rips the cloth off of her “surprise” and the fans boo when they see just what it is. It’s a blown up picture of the events following the match last week. Yoko Satoshi is unconscious, as is her partner Sarin Rossi. Yoko’s back is to the mat and Sarin is directly on top of her, with her head resting on her shoulder. Sarin was, of course, placed there a little earlier by Chance. The most humiliating part about this entire picture is the fact that Umeko has her foot placed firmly in the middle of Sarin’s back and she’s posing above them both like some sort of insane conqueror. To further the insult, she has a tag title belt on each shoulder. It goes without saying that it wasn’t the night that Yoko and Sarin had in mind.

Umeko: Just look at that, isn’t it glorious? Nothing captures the moment better than this picture of me standing triumphant above everybody’s favorite couple. Look at them! It’s such a photogenic moment. Even in defeat…they’ve comforting one another in a tender embrace. Yet…somehow it looks like they’ve happen to be under my foot. It’s simply heartwarming!

The crowds anger reaches new heights as a few bits of rubbish just miss Umeko’s head.

Umeko: Oh…and in case you were wondering… There will be NO rematch. We’ll defend our titles against the winners of this silly little tournament that’s being held. Until then, my Seventh Tiger and I will be taking a well deserved vacation. Let’s go, My Ti—

: Hold up right there.

Chance’s eye shoots towards the entrance way and Umeko looks toward it in shock. Always ready for such thing, Chance immediately moves in front of Umeko, in order to protect her against the familiar voices that come from behind the curtains. Sarin Rossi and Yoko Satoshi step out.

Umeko: You’re not getting a rematch. I have looked into it, there isn’t a rematch clause!

Yoko: Doesn’t matter. That’s why we were coming out here, but we ran into someone else along the way who informed us of something interesting.

Umeko: Someone else?

Sarin: Someone who didn’t think the tag match felt right and discussed it with Ginger and the referee.

None other than RAF himself steps out from behind the curtain, with a microphone of his own.

RAF: Let me just get to the point. Roll the clip.

A clip of the tag match begins to roll.

Chance springs up to his feet and charges Yoko from behind. Using agility that is nearly unheard of for a man his size he springboards off of the adjacent middle rope and hits Yoko with a mid-air Strike VII to the back of her head. He makes a near perfect landing and is able to climb to the middle rope stop Yoko before she falls backwards off of her perch. Showing her resilience, Yoko has the presence of mind to elbow him as best she can before he can slam her with a shaky German suplex from the tope rope. Upon impact the ring shakes like is about to fall apart, and Chance quickly bridges the move into the pin. It’s a very sloppy bridge, but it’s near perfect considering the impact of the move. RAF sees that Yoko’s shoulders are indeed down and he dutifully counts the 1………………….2……………………3.

RAF: I felt there was something wrong with this almost as soon as the count was made, and as soon as I got backstage I reviewed the evidence via playback from an angle with full visibility. With that evidence in hand, this was a very clear decision for me to make, unfortunately though, the board of directors wanted to fully explore the evidence themselves, too. That’s why it took this bloody long to make this official.

Umeko: What are you babbling on about? Get to the point.

RAF: Chance’s German suplex was not complete. What I mean is that he didn’t bridge. Yoko’s shoulders were down, and so were his. The footage shows it. The match was a double pinfall, a draw. Flower Power are still the ACW Tag Team Champions.

Cue cheers…and boos. This seems similar to another result, though this one has more ground behind it.

Umeko: No, we won these belts! They’re mine! Since when has ACW had replay, anyway?

RAF: You can do whatever you want with the belts, that doesn’t concern me. What concerned me was the match, which IS a DRAW. And in a draw, the champions retain. That’s finel

He turns and leaves with that, having stated his point. Yoko and Sarin grin and advances up the ramp, ready to wage war for their belts. Chance and Umeko hop out of the ring, facing the champions.

Chance suddenly runs and, with great agility, leaps into the air with a beautiful Tiger Knee attack. Yoko and Sarin dodge to both sides, forcing him to sail between them. Umeko darts through behind him, and just like that, they have a clear path backstage. Umeko holds up the belts to taunt Flower Power.

Umeko: You’ll have to take these by force!

Sarin: Oh, we will!

Yoko: At Seven Deadly Sins!

Umeko: So be it! My Tiger and I will solidify ourselves as the real champions there, and you’ll never get a shot again! It will be your last chance, mark my words!

With that, they exit to the back. Yoko and Sarin just have a “Hmph” look on their face as we go to commercial.

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Segment: Discouraged. (Credit: Santiago)

The scene opens up to the backstage area of the ACW arena to find Santiago Rivera leaning against a wall. He rubs his chin as the camera moves in closer. [/i]

Santiago: As you all know, my name is Santiago Rivera, and I welcome you to ACW Warfare. Now first things first, no, I was not at Meltdown Thursday night. And for all of you “internet wrestling fans” the reason I wasn’t there is not because I need to “re-cooperate” from my recent losing streak. Something just came up and I could not show. Yeah, it’s true, I’ve been on a little losing streak but if I needed to re-cooperate, I wouldn’t be here tonight. I’d just be running from my match now, wouldn’t I? But no, tonight I put the end to the streak when I go up against…….against…….wait….who the hell am I facing? I was told earlier….but…I just can’t remember his name.

Crew Guy: Vince Hall.

He raises his eye brow ala The Rock.

Santiago: Vince…who? Haha…….is… this some kind of joke? Is there even a Vince Hall in ACW? Anyways, forget him. Tonight, the streak ends. Whether it be via the Long Horn, by a straight kick to the head, or hell if it’s just by a body slam, this man falls to me tonight. Actually, let’s make it fair, why don’t we make this an extreme handicapped match, hmm? I say we put Dan White, The entire Senatorial Stable, Tim Dwight, Scott Andrews, The Macho Man OOOOH YEAH brudah brudah brudah RDK, Kermit, Atomic Kitsune, Flower Power, Chance Emmerson, The World Champ Latino Heeeeaaat, The Chairman Gingerdude, XS3, All those Drinkin’ Boys, Red, Rawt, and the rest of the people back in the locker room onto a team with this Vince Hall character. Wait….now that I think of it……..it’s still not even…..not by a long shot actually. You do whatever, you take Richard Parker, you take Gooey’s bird you do whatever, it still won’t stop me NOOOOOOW. I am determined tonight, unlike the past nights where I have suffered defeat. But as a great man…or…as I once said, Win like you’re used to it, which I am. And lose, as if you like it for a change.

He stops leaning on the wall and smirks for a moment.

Santiago: Starting tonight, my reign begins. Success only takes 1% inspiration, but it does take 99% perspiration. Starting TONIGHT, my reign of terror begins, because nothing. And I mean nothing is going to be the same soon when it comes to Santiago Rivera. I AM New York rough and Texas tough and soon enough, you will see why that with Santiago Rivera…..Impossible….is…nothing.

He walks off the screen as it slowly starts to fade.

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Segment: Escalating Tensions (Credit: Rose/Rena)

Lilly is busy carefully applying her makeup. To her knowledge she’s not going to be in the ring tonight, but that’s absolutely no excuse for her not to look her best. She knows that something could come up any minute, and besides, since when did a girl like her need an excuse to look good? She’s not sitting as she normally would; her posterior is still a little sore from the “hardcore” spanking that she received at the hands of ACW’s favorite interviewer Charlotte just a few days ago. Despite this setback, she’s almost finished… It’s just her luck that right as she finishes applying her eyeliner, Rena kicks the door to her locker-room wide open.

Rena: You Bitch! You’ve RUINED everything! Where do you get off selling me out to Ginger!?

Lilly feels like cowering in fear, but she knows that hasn’t gotten her anywhere in the past.

Lilly: Sold you out? You’re the one who tried to frame ME for something that YOU DID! On top of that, I haven’t been able to find my brother since that day and it’s all thanks to you!

Rena: You mean to tell me that you actually thought that actor I hired was your brother? What a stupid bitch! Just because he answered to the name Shawn Kiev doesn’t mean that he’s your brother.

Lilly bites her bottom lips and tries to fight back the tears. She really hoped against hope that she’d finally found her brother… The only memory she has life before a few months ago…

Lilly: You mean…that wasn’t him?

Rena: You poor thing,, did you actually think that I’d just tell you where your brother was at out of the niceness of my heart? The only reason I did that was so I could use you. To tell you the truth, I haven’t seen your brother for oh…about a year now.

Lilly: What happened to him? How do you know him!? Tell me right now!

Rena smiles evilly. She knows the real truth, but she isn’t about to let it get in the way of her fun. She decides to tell a very distorted version of the truth…

Rena: The only thing I’ll tell you is that his name is really Shawn Kiev. He isn’t a prostitute…and he’s a lot closer than you think… He’s definitely in town.

Lilly: Where is he now!?

Rena smirks.

Rena: Like I said, he’s a lot close r than you think. I just wouldn’t worry your pretty little head about that, you snotty little bitch. I might have told you the real truth had you not sold me out.

Lilly: Maybe I wouldn’t have had to sell you out if you weren’t such a slu—

Before Lilly can get her insult out, Rena slaps the taste out of her mouth. It’s a very hard slap that almost knocks Lilly to the ground. If she wasn’t so angered by it, she’d probably start crying. In the blink she returns the favor with a brutal slap of her own. After this, a full-on catfight quickly ensues. Rena throws Lilly to the crown by the hair of her head. Then, with her grip firmly established, she rams her head into the floor a few times. All the while Lilly screams, squeals, and tries her best to fight back, but to no avail. Finally, Rena mounts Lilly and quickly rips off her blouse, revealing her pink bustier to the delight of the male fans watching at home and in the arena. Rena laughs as she tosses it to the side and slaps Lilly across the cheek one last time. Then, she gets to her feet, puts her heel firmly on Lilly’s throat. Knowing that she’s been handily beaten and even exposed to the world, Lilly begins to cry.

Rena: Awww, you poor baby! Are you gonna cry now? How pathetic! You’re not going to tell Ginger this little confrontation happened, now are you?

Lilly:…

Lilly’s too busy sobbing to respond, so Rena pressed her foot a little harder onto her throat.

Rena: Answer me, or I’ll kick your ass some more!

Lilly sobs out an answer.

Lilly: I…won’t…tell Ginger.

Rena: Good girl… I also thought you’d like to know that your little attempt to end my career didn’t work. Ginger’s currently looking for a female wrestler to face Latino for the World Title tonight, and it’s definitely going to be ME. He’ll be hold a small meeting later, and I think we’ll see one another there again. As I told you before…you’d better not say anything…or else Oh…and before I forget...I’ll see you at Seven Deadly Sins. This was just a little taste of what’s in store for you there…

Rena releases the pressure on Lilly’s neck and Lilly starts gasping for air as a result.

Rena: Don’t worry, I can find my own way out.

Just as Rena puts one foot out the door, she stops to make one last verbal jab at her nemesis.

Rena: Oh….and Lilly dear… You really need to put something else on. Walking without a top on is sure to get you a lot of attention…but everybody will probably just end up thinking that you’re a slut!

Rena walks out and slams the door behind her. Meanwhile…defeated and thoroughly humiliated…Lilly curls up into a ball and cries her eyes out. Today is shaping up to be the worst day of her life... She hopes it can’t get much worse.

Fade.

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Segment: Venting Some Steam (Credit: XS3)

The crowd has settled for now and are anxiously awaiting some action to start off their Monday night. Much to their anticipation, Slipknot’s “Disasterpiece” greets them. They recognize the man on the Alphatron so naturally, they cheer. “The Destined Demolisher” XS3 and his wife, Christine, appear on the stage with a smile on their faces. They take each other’s hands in theirs and go down the ramp, high-fiving the fans they pass. They go up the steps and head into the ring, where XS3 mounts on the second rope and raises his left arm in the air. Christine goes over and gets a mic which she hands to her husband. “Disasterpiece” fades out and we begin to hear the words from XS3.

XS3: “If you people promise to make as much noise as you possibly can, I will share something with you. Let’s see what you got for me!”

The crowd then begins to leap to their feet and make as much noise as their lungs will allow them to. Even the commentators need earplugs. After five good seconds, XS3 holds up his hands to calm them. They begin to settle and XS3 speaks once they have been silenced.

XS3: “Now then, here’s the deal. I’m going to get some stuff off my chest that I’ve had in me for a bit. I want to talk about three things. My wife’s match against Kiley, my future in ACW and the upcoming PPV.”

The crowd listens in as Christine sits down in the corner. XS3 decides to sit in a corner as well but not in a way where a bad kid gets scolded or anything like that.

XS3: “First, the Christine/Kiley match. When my wife challenged Kiley, I didn’t know what to expect. Me and Tim Dwight have been training her for many days. She’s been improving every time and she’ll be more than ready to wrestle this Saturday at Seven Deadly Sins.”

The fans nod as Christine smiles at her husband from the corner she sits in. XS3 smiles back then goes on.

XS3: “Secondly, my future within this company. It’s no secret that I’ve been on a small losing streak. But can you blame my opponents? I’ve had the honor of facing Yoko and Sarin for a second time now… Though I wish someone told me I was teaming with Richard Parker. But hey, he’s an equally awesome partner. Much like Ben Drinkin, Punished Fox… and Logan Locke. I won’t lie. I’ve gained a respect for him seeing as how we managed to function as a cohesive unit. Logan, hope you have a bright future ahead of you.”

The crowd cheers for the respect being displayed by XS3. However, what he has to say next is no small matter.

XS3: “And finally, there’s Seven Deadly Sins. I’ve been wondering how I can break this little streak before it degenerates fast. So I mulled it over. And I got it. This is an open challenge to anyone looking for a match at Seven Deadly Sins. And I’m warning you… I will be on fire on that night. I’ve been on fire this past month. It might not look like it but my career is starting to go places in ACW. And if anyone cares to disagree, they’ll know that I’m noticed for three things: wrestling, singing and being a good father and husband. I’ve done three of those within the span of thirty days and I’ve done them pretty damn well if I do say so myself. Come Seven Deadly Sins, you’ll find out why I’m not going to be overlooked or underestimated by anyone in the back. My name is XS3… and I am destined for greatness.”

XS3 stands up from his corner and drops the mic. He walks over to his wife and helps her up from the corner. The two go to the center of the ring and they share a kiss, more passionate than anyone has ever seen (except maybe for Yoko and Sarin). They release and “Disasterpiece” hits the arena once more. The couple head out of the ring and walk to the back, a purpose set in the hearts and in the minds of the fans.

End segment.

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Match 1: Leon “The Chef” Chase vs. Rich Richardson

Time to get this show on the road; Philip is ready to get to work, and there is a pop from the crowd as he enters the ring.

Philip: This first match is a singles contest set for one fall. Introducing first, from Richmond VA, Rich Richardson!

Generic southern guitar riffs accompany Richardson to the ring; he gets a decent if not spectacular reception, and enters the ring without ceremony.

Philip: And his opponent, from New York City and currently residing in Los Angeles, California… “The Chef” Leon Chase!

”Hair of the Dog” plays, and the crowd makes a lot of noise for Chef, who comes to the ring wielding his trademark frying pan. The referee takes this from him when he enters the ring, makes a swift round of final checks, and then gives the timekeeper the ok.

Bell Rings.

It’s a simple matchup to kick off the action tonight, and after a series of excellent matches that just didn’t quite go his way in the end, Chef is looking to stamp his authority on this contest. He closes down Richardson’s early attempts at offense with powerful forearm blows, adding an elbow or two to the mix, and then forces his lighter opponent to lock up. Richardson gamely tries to withstand the drive generated by Chef, but it’s a battle he can’t win and he is pushed back to the ropes where Chef transitions into a headlock and punches his foe in the face until the 5 count expires and he is forced to release him. Richardson is dazed, but recovers well and catches Chef out with a rear waistlock takedown. Chef is on the receiving end of mounted punches from his opponent, but is able to punch back with considerable strength, and turns the situation over into a pin for a 2 count.

The crowd claps and cheers for Chef, who rises from the pin with the intention of showing off some of his more fancy maneuvers. First, though, he has to puncture the ambitions of Richardson, who is running to the ropes; he springs back into a running crossbody and Chef is brought down, but Chef himself is able to cushion his landing and is back on his feet in barely a blink. Richardson gets up to be met with the Skillet Slam (Black Hole Slam) which looks fabulous even if it doesn’t deliver a knockout blow. Chef makes a pin for another 2 count; he holds on to Richardson and attempts to elevate him into a Fireman’s carry, but Richardson slips out of his grip and Chef turns around into a European Uppercut. A rapid dropkick lands Chef on the mat and Richardson uses an elbow drop before making a cover; he gets close to a 2 count, which encourages him but also leads to the crowd becoming more vocal in their calls for Chef.

Invigorated, Richardson pulls Chef up, and works him over with body blows. Chef’s toned physique means that he can tolerate quite a bit of punishment in this area, but he lets Richardson be lulled into a false sense of security so that he gets close enough for Chef to suddenly act, and produce the Jalapeno Hammer (Stunner) on his unsuspecting foe. The resulting pin gets almost a 2.5 count, and Chef nips back on to his feet with a smile on his face. While Richardson is still down, Chef moves around to his feet, and applies a Boston Crab; the positioning isn’t perfect, and the ropes are near enough for Richardson to have a shot at reaching them if he perseveres… but Chef forces him to give up plenty of energy in the struggle, pulling him back a little way several times until at last Richardson makes contact with the ropes. The break is made and the fans applaud Richardson’s persistence, but the Fallout star’s stamina is not the greatest even seen, and Chef has a perfect opportunity to capitalize…

Increasing the pressure on his foe, Chef makes use of a spinning DDT; he does not pin right away, but instead shouts at Richardson, challenging him to get up and fight. Richardson’s battling spirit is triggered, and he responds powerfully, so that at first it looks as if Chef has made a grave error; Richardson thumps his opponent with blows, and then goes for his Crucifix pin. He can’t make it stick past a 2 count, however, and Chef springs back to his feet, repaying Richardson’s offence with interest until Richardson’s gait is unstable. The crowd are calling for a big finish, and that’s exactly what Chef plans to give them; he signals with a raised arm, and then lifts Richardson up through a powerbomb position into one more like the Razor’s Edge, before finally bringing him down into a sitdown Dominator. The Flambé Crash burns off what’s left of Richardson’s resistance, and Chef makes a text book pin for the 1,2,3.

Philip: Here is your winner… “The Chef” Leon Chase!

The fans are delighted with the opening contest; Chef’s frying pan is returned to him, and he poses with it as the fans jostle for the best position to take photographs. It’s an excellent return to form for the culinary master, and the crowd hopes it will continue as the show cuts to a break.

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Segment: He's backk!! (Credit: BK)

The scene opens to a night shot outside the ACW arena, the huge lights emerging from the arena illuminate the sky and in big digital letters "ACW Monday Night Warfare - Sold Out" pans from right to left on the teleprompter. Now the camera quickly pans to a shot of the ACW Parking Lot where only the headlights of a limosuine can be seen entering the arena from the outside. The limosuine makes a stop in the middle of the parking lot and the chauffer gets out of the driver's seat and makes his way to the back of the stretch limsuine.

Everyone watching inside the arena wonders to themselves who could be entering the arena in such a fashion. The chauffer opens up the passenger door and the camera gets a shot at the leg stepping out and it slowly makes its way up until the face of the mystery person is revealed.

BK: Feels good to be back.

A mixed reaction for the former ACW Champion as he adjusts his collar and shuts the door.

BK: Now, I haven't been here for a few shows so my mind is a little rusty. But which way is the ring?

Chauffer: It's straight down that hallway and to the left, you can't miss it.

BK: Thanks. I've got some business to take care of.

BK walks off camera and the scene fades out.

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Segment: Old Friends? (Credit: Latino/BK)

As the scene opens, as a shot of BK London walking down the hallway is shown. He smiles at the crew workers he walks past before stopping in front of Latino and AK's locker room. As he turns the knob, the door opens and out comes Alicia herself to a pop from the crowd. The two share a heated stare before AK walks off and BK enters Latino's locker room. There we see the champion preparing for his match tonight against an opponent not yet announced and stops upon laying his eyes on London.

BK: Well if it isn't Mr. Champion himself...

Latino (chuckling): And if it isn't THE pendejo that's always getting himself into trouble.

BK: How is the World Champion doing these days?

Latino: I can’t complain chico. My body is sore all over but that’s usual.

BK: Ah, same ol' same ol'.

Latino: Pretty much. Mira chico, I heard about what you said out in that ring about "keeping your eye on the main event." What are you planning to line up for a shot at este title?

BK: Maybe...

Latino: Alright, I can deal with that. We’ve only faced one another….que? Eight times and I’ve beaten you many of those times. So if you want this title then all you have to do is come for it. I’ll take on anyone….anytime…anyplace and I’ll come out with the win.

BK: Heh, I'd like to see that....I just came here to check on you and see how you're doing, and being that you’re fine, I guess I'll get on out of here and go watch the main event or something.

Latino: Yea, you go do that. I have my own match to take care of anyways.

BK exits the locker room and bumps into AK again. Instead of sharing glances for a second time, he simply moves out of the way for her to pass and then exits the room. Latino throws the ACW title back over his shoulder and AK approaches him.

AK: I don't trust him one bit.

Latino: Calmase mami. I can handle him….besides this time…something seems different. We’ll talk more about it later. I’ve got to start warming up for my match. Don’t get into any trouble mami.

Latino gives his wife a quick peck on the cheek and then grabs for his title belt as he rushes out the door. Atomic looks back still with a worried look as the scene fades out.

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Segment: Surprise Shot (Credit: Rose/Rena)

Most of the ladies of ACW had all been circulated inside Ginger’s humble office. Rena sat right in front of him in one of the only two chair’s in the room. It was almost as if she thought that the meeting was made just for her. Earlier in the night, she’d made it apparent that this had something to do with her being awarded a title shot against Latino.

Lilly, who managed to clean herself up from her little catfight with Rena earlier, limped into the room last, wearing a new top. Ginger gave her a special smile as she came in. She wasn’t able to salvage her old one, since Rena nearly ripped it completely in two. She went crying into Yoko and Sarin’s locker room as fast as she could, being that they were two of her closest friends. Yoko didn’t have one, but as luck would have it, Sarin did and that little problem was avoided. The most surprising part of the whole thing is that she wasn’t seen by Ginger or any of his personnel when she rushed through the hallway. That, in short, was how she made herself presentable for the meeting.

After Ginger took a moment or two to collect his thoughts, He smiled at all of the divas present as he linked his fingers together.

Ginger: As you most have heard, since you women feed upon gossip, I have been searching for female talent to face our current champion tonight. Now, I know it’s at such short notice, but I’m sure none of you will object to such an offer.

The girls nodded their heads, listen to Ginger obediently.

Ginger: And so, with that, I have decided…

Rena: Thank you so much, Ginger, I’ll—

Ginger: Lilly.

Rena: What?

Ginger: Yes, Lilly…did I stutter or slur? I only had a few glasses of wine, or did I have some whiskey? I’m really-

Rena: You wouldn’t dare.

Ginger: I’m entitled to do as I choose.

Rena: But you promised the title shot to me!

Ginger: Well that’s how the world goes, Rena.

Lilly: But….but….I don’t even want to be in that match…

Ginger: You’ll be in the match, that’s an order. I’ve let you deny me once… I won’t let it happen again.

Lilly was terribly mortified at the mere thought of having to face a man in a serious competitive matchup. Especially considering what Rena forced her to do to his title belt a few weeks ago. She has had little to no proper training and she’s literally fearful for her life. Still…She wanted to get a small measure of revenge on Rena, so she at least tried to make it where she was able to get her hands on her. She thought that at least that might make it worthwhile

Lilly: Ummm, like, can’t you just make it a triple threat? I mean…

Lilly almost chokes on her words as she’s forced to compliment her hated rival.

Lilly: Rena deserves it, after all. She’s like one of the best women’s wrestlers ever!

Ginger: Quiet, Lilly. Now, I’m no fool…You would only be Rena’s puppet in that match. You’d do all the work and take all the punishment. Then, she’d try to find some way to steal the title. I will not allow it!

Rena moved up to Ginger Swiftly.

Rena: I have given you my life!

Ginger: Yes…and your impudence…and your vile temper.

Rena: Who brings in the money to help pay for this office, the clothes on your back, for this whole goddamn business!?

Ginger: Don’t exaggerate. You have never even been a real champion.

Rena: Shut up.

Ginger: You chose to cavort around town with that man of yours; and from an enemy promotion too! Peeking through your door at all hours of the night…

Rena: QUIET!

Ginger: Not like a professional wrestler…like a common whore.

Rena threw the desk over to its side and all the divas in the room squealed in fear. Ginger, on the other hand, was rather unimpressed. In fact, he was now standing and looking out the window.

Ginger: And besides, you’re getting old. But Lilly…Lilly is destined to be a something great. I can feel it...and besides…she’s a got a lot more spunk than you ever did. You just took my advances, even if you didn’t want them… She spurned them the first chance she got. As I said…she’s going to be somebody…she may even be a legend!

Rena walked over to Ginger, placing her face right in front of his. She said these next words in almost as if she were talking to a child, but then begun to seem more malicious in her meaning.

Rena: My dear Chairman…we will see…wont we?

Rena pushed Ginger away from her, but with his strength, he took one last shot at Rena before she left.

Ginger: Lilly, your office is too small…take Rena’s.

Ginger smiled lecherously at Lilly. It was very obvious that he had taken quite the liking to her. Rena obviously wasn’t going to let this happen quietly.

Rena: You piece of shit!

She slapped Ginger across the face, which only made him angrier.

Ginger: Have someone take her things out immediately.

Lilly knew that this meant even more trouble for her, and she tried her best to smooth things over. Perhaps they could even share the office, she thought. At least until she got her chance for revenge at Seven Deadly Sins.

Lilly: But we can share-

Ginger wasn’t going to have his orders questioned.

Ginger: No.

Rena: You’ll both pay.

[[fade.]]

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 2: Logan Locke vs. Jonny Hughes (Credit: Jonny Hughes / Logan)

In the arena, two of ACW’s most promising young talents are due to clash. Philip enters the ring.

Philip: "Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first hailing from New Jersey, weighing in at 220 pounds......THE REAL DEAL LOGAN LOCKE!!!!!

Smoke fills the entrance way as Mercy Drive "Burn My Light" plays on the speakers. Bambi Jazlyn comes out with her brief case and motions towards the entrance like she is modelling a car. Logan Locke walks arrogantly through the smoke and raises his arms shoulder high and to the side. He then points to the entrance as Kelly Angel comes out. They all walk to the ring, not shaking any hands along the way. Logan slides into the ring and holds the ropes open as Kelly goes on the left and Bambi on the right. The two then climb into the ring showing off all their assets as the men, and some women, in the crowd go crazy.

Philip: "And his opponent, all the way from Hartlepool, England he weighed in this morning at 240 pounds. He is "The Shooter" Jonny HUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHESSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!"

As the opening guitar chords of Jesus Or A Gun play over The Alphatron, the ACW Arena's lights cut out and White and Green lights flash over the arena, out from the curtain steps "The Shooter" Jonny Hughes, to as intense boos that Logan Locke has just received, as he heads to the ring he taunts the ACW fans at ringside. He climbs into the ring and poses on the second rope in the middle of the ring.

Locke and his Mizfits stand opposite Hughes, Locke turns to his followers clearly hatching up a plan for the match. Hughes is no stranger to ambush plans, he orchestrated many during his brief stint with Omerta. Locke turns flashing that famous smile at Hughes who looks as deadly serious as ever, the two slowly begin to circle the ring, they lock up in the centre each testing their strength against the other, Locke quickly maneuvers Hughes into a side headlock, the young man then executes a side headlock takedown throwing Hughes to the mat. He cockily grins and looks around pleased with himself, his confidence is short lived however, as Hughes reverses the hold and applies a head scissors on Locke. Locke however wriggles out of the hold and two stand off. Locke looks to have realised that Hughes is quite the technician and now wears a more serious expression on his face. The two tie up again, this time Hughes executes a side headlock takedown on Locke who like Hughes did before him swiftly reverses the hold into headscissors, Locke has clearly learnt from Hughes' example that the hold needs to be tightly locked on. Hughes handstands and jumps out of the hold and pounces upon Locke applying a headlock which is swiftly reversed into a chickenwing, this hold isn't applied for long as Hughes cartwheels his way out of the hold, spins Locke around a hits a high angle arm drag. The crowd applaud the excellent chain wrestling the two competitors have just demonstrated, no matter how much they dislike these stars, they have the utmost respect for their in-ring ability. Locke gets to his feet and the two face off, this time it is Locke who is wearing a stern expression and Hughes who is grinning at his opponent. The Shooter has an answer for everything Locke does, Hughes a known student of the game must have spent the past week studying tapes of his opponent. Locke looks angry and walks over to Philip and grabs a mic.

Locke: "You know what, I don't have time for this, I have an important match at Seven Deadly Sins unlike my opponent.

The crowd boo Locke. Hughes stands opposite him looking seriously pissed.

Locke: "But I'm not going to disappoint you Hughes. You will be having a match tonight, against my bodyguard Silvio."

Silvio has climbed into the ring and stands opposite Hughes flexing his muscles.

Hughes shrugs his shoulders at the decision but he is more than willing to face Silvio tonight as he loves competing. Silvio unlike Locke just charges at Hughes and is caught out by The Shooter's technical ability, Hughes drops Silvio with a drop toehold, he then dives and locks in a side headlock. Silvio simply stands up lifting Hughes in the process, he then attempts a high angle back drop but Hughes rolls over Silvio's shoulder. The Bull turns towards Hughes and the pair lock horns Silvio, clearly the stronger of the two begins forcing Hughes into the turnbuckle. The referee rushes over to make Silvio break the hold, Silvio does so, but he smashes Hughes in the mid-section. He then pulls Hughes to his feet by his hair and tosses him across the ring. Hughes lands hard on his back and rolls in pain. He gets to his feet but is immediately is felled by a powerful clothesline from Silvio. Locke who has remained at ringside looks very pleased at the work his bodyguard is putting in. Silvio continues his assault by immediately dragging Hughes back to his feet, however Hughes sweeps Silvio's legs and locks in a cross kneebar. However Silvio is too close to the ropes he grabs them forcing Hughes to break the hold. Silvio gets to
but he is hit hard by the Brugad (Gamenguri). Both men hit the mat out of sheer fatigue, both struggle to their feet and begin trading blows, Hughes hitting stiff forearms and Silvio with right handed shots to the jaw. Silvio gains the upper hand by kicking Hughes in the gut. He then positions Hughes for a Power-Bomb…

…which is when Hughes flips out of it, and reverses into a huge powerbomb of his own. Silvio has no chance to defend himself, and Hughes forces his shoulders down for the 1,2,3!

Philip: Here is your winner… “The Shooter” Jonny Hughes!

There is a cheer from the crowd for the outcome of the match; Hughes is fired up and yells at Logan to finish what he started, but Logan just smirks and shakes his head.

Logan: Mr. Hughes, tonight all these people have witnessed the start of something that will shake ACW to its core… you and I still have business, but it will be concluded when I choose. I’ll see you around…

With that, Logan and his entourage walk away up the ramp. Jonny Hughes glares after them from the ring, but recognizes that there’s no more he can do right now. He’s a patient man, however… exceedingly patient, if he needs to be…

Fade out to commercials.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Planning (Credit: Senatorial Stable)

The scene fades in slowly, and when it does so, the first thing that is clearly visible is the back of a man. On further zooming out, this back is revealed to be the back of the Senator. The fans cheer loudly for his presence in ACW, as they have most definitely missed him. He holds a few papers in his hand, and he walks down the hallway that many fans are familiar with, the one that leads to the Senatorial Office. He walks briskly, showing that he clearly has something on his mind...and the fans are positive they know exactly what is on his mind. He stops before the infamous door leading to the Senatorial Office, and slowly he opens it up and enters the room.

Hunter: So then I said, “toothbrush!”

Hunter, Scott Andrews, and Rattlesnake all burst into uproarious laughter, with the majority of them stomping on the floor and rolling around hysterically. Jessie just smiles as she watches the others split their sides.

Senator: ...did I miss something?

Hunter: No, we heard someone coming, and this was just my way of having some fun.

Senator: Ah.

Hunter: But welcome back anyways.

Senator: I am not exactly "back" as you would hope. I have come here just to collect some paperwork for Dwight's gym. How have you all been?

Scott: Well, Senator, just let me begin by saying that Scott Andrews has nothing to worry about come Seven Deadly Sins. I've worked too damn long, and too damn hard to get this title, and I'm not about to let some jackass like, Vince Hall take it away from me! That kid's gonna get what's coming to him on Saturday; an Assassination at the hands of the Skill, Thrill, and the Kill, baby!

Senator: That sounds good. And yourself, Rattlesnake?

RS: I'm here. I feel like I'm sitting on Cloud 9. To be honest, tonight is going to be a very special night like Saturday night, not just for me, but for all of the members of the Senatorial Stable. Tonight I'm taking on Torak, someone I know very well. Truth be told for Saturday, Hunter has his two matches, FSX has his World Championship match, Scott has his title defense and to top it all off, I should be facing RDK for the International Championship. The night couldn't really get any better. Well, actually it could because tonight someone from the Senatorial Stable will be getting a shot at the new Tag Team Champions. And, of course, we all know that Kudo and the Snake will be beating the hell out of Torak and, well...his partner Hunter.

Hunter: Hey, I resent that! Torak and I will decimate you guys! After all, I AM the greatest tag team wrestler alive, and Torak is the strongest dude in ACW. We destroyed Wyvern and Red, as you recall. You two will be nothing!

Senator: Whatever the outcome, I think it will surely be a good match. Which brings me to something else...Hunter.

Hunter: ...erm...yeah?

Senator: Look, as I said before, I do not respect the underhanded methods you employed to get me back here for the match at SDS. Nevertheless, now that it is an inevitable conclusion, I shall not hold back, and will do my very best to finally get a win over you. I will fight a clean battle, but a harsh one. Having fought the likes of Riki Choshu and Genchiro Tenryu reawakened a bit of fighting spirit in me, reminding me of the value of rough combat in the ring. Be prepared for that, as this is the first and the last warning that I shall emply such tactics.

Hunter: Oh, I expect you to bring your A game. We've done Senatorial Stipulations before, and it was a match worth remembering. And of course, our first meeting was also amazing. But let's not forget that I won both times, and I've gotten far better this time around. Whatever the case, though, I'm sure this will be the best match on the show...nay, of ALL TIME.

The Senator chuckles at this last part, and then looks over his stablemates.

Senator: Well I am glad that things here are in good condition. I will see you all at the show.

And with that, he turns around and exits the room. The three other men watch him leave, and then turn to face each other.

Hunter: I think I'll be heading off too. I need to speak to Torak.

Scott: ...you what?

Hunter: You heard me.

RS: Well, I'll call the morgue.

Hunter: Hey! He's not gonna kill me! He has better people to kill.

RS: Like who?

Hunter: You and Kudo at SDS.

Hunter smiles and exits the room just before RS can retort. RS shrugs, and so then he and Scott simply turn their attention towards the other and begin to converse. With so many matches happening between stable members, one is left to ponder just exactly what the outcome of all of this will be. And not just the outcome of the match, but the outcome of so much stable conflict. All one can do now is sit back...and enjoy the show.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Loopholes (Credit: BK)

As the scene opens, the camera cuts to a shot of the entire arena before "Don't Get Carried Away" by Busta Rhymes bursts through the speakers and half the crowd begins to boo him while the others cheer him, admiring him over the years. He walks down to the ring sporting a blazer and a white button-up shirt under while having jeans on, and being the epitome of fashion sense that he is there's no doubt that this will be emulated by others soon enough. He walks up the steps and enters the ring before grabbing the mic from Phillip. He walks to the center of the ring and stands there for a moment while the crowd begins to chant "BK! BK! BK! BK!". Instead of acknowledging the crowd he continues with his promo.

BK: Well, we've got some crowd here tonight huh? I bet you guys weren't thinking of seeing me tonight. Hell - up until two hours ago, I didn't know I was going to be here myself. But then about at say....4:00PM this afternoon, while I'm in the 40/40 club hanging with my boy Jigga - beating him in Madden and then it dawned on me....ACW is missing something. It's missing that flavor it had when I was on it. So I finished whoopin' his as 49 - 7 and got on the next plane over here.

BK walks up and down the ring.

BK: And here I am, and I think it's time to discuss all the rumors and gossiping going on and clear the air a little bit. First of all, let's get one thing straight -

"Ginger's theme" cuts BK London off mid-sentence and the man who you could say immobilized his wrestling career, Chairman Gingerdude, walks down to the ring with a not too happy look on his face. Could it be because of BK's presence tonight? Or simply because of something else troubling else..but one thing that is for certain is that we're going to find out.

BK: Ladies and Gentlemen, give it up to the man of the hour, our Chairman, Gingerdude!

The boos from the crowd emerge upon the name of the "evil" Chairman. Ginger steps into the ring with a mic in hand, and approaches his stablemate.

Ginger: BK...

BK: What can I do for you Mr. Chairman sir?

Ginger: Just two weeks ago I benched you from wrestling, now do you want me to go further and suspend you indefinitely without pay like Jake.

BK: Oh oh, I totally understand Ginger about the whole benching thing. But you see, when you benched me, you said I couldn't WRESTLE. Nothing was stated about me not showing up for work today. I mean there are a lot of things I can do around here, by NOT wrestling. Let's see I could uhh...well yeah - a lot of things. You see my point but anyway...

BK reaches out and adjusts Ginger's tie and collar.

BK: Anyways, the real reason I came here tonight was to make sure you got an excellent show rather than those two lackluster shows in which I wasn't on. And you know what, I might just show up at Seven Deadly Sins to keep a close eye on the main event. But we're still cool right? Corporate Alliance forever!

Ginger: Uhh...uhh...yeah.

BK: Good.

"Dont Get Carried Away" sounds throughout the arena and BK shakes Ginger's hand before exiting the ring. BK walks up the ramp to another mixed reaction and with a devious smirk on his face. Ginger wonders if he can actually trust BK's intentions of still being friends. It has been well documented that BK is one that "forgives, but not forgets".

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Bitch Gotta Go (Credit: Yoko / Sarin)

Fade in on Flower Power’s locker room. Yoko and Sarin are in a loving, nonsexual embrace on Yoko’s couch. Perhaps it was sexual moments ago, but we’ll never know.

Sarin: We’re going to win at the PPV, right? And get back the belts?

Yoko: Of course. It isn’t like they won, or that they’re the champions. We’re the undefeated tag champions! We just have to be more careful, you know?

Sarin: Yeah. Stay away from German suplexes. I can’t believe you got pinned though!

Yoko: I pinned him at the same time! Doesn’t count.

Sarin: Right, right. I don’t even care about him, I just want to get at that bitch.

Yoko: Oh, we will. And then THEY’LL never get another match.

Sarin: And Flower Power will reign supreme?

Yoko: Exactly. We’re the most dominant tag team in ACW history for a reason.

Sarin: I feel sorry for whichever team wins the tag lottery.

Yoko: I hope it’s the one Hunter is on.

Sarin: Why?

Yoko: Masamune misses him.

Sarin laughs and kisses Yoko on the cheek.

Sarin: I’m glad we didn’t lose the belts. Well, we lost them physically, but…you know what I meant. We’ll take them back. We still have our other belts. Let’s go out tonight!

Yoko: Why wait? We don’t have a match. Let’s go out now. We’ll get to sleep longer later, too. Or…not sleep longer. De-

Sarin: Definitely one or the other. Get a new catchphrase.

Sarin gets up off of the couch and pulls Yoko with her, and they head out the door.

End Segment.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 3: Dan White vs. Mystery Opponent (Credit: Dan)

Philip: The following match is a gauntlet match! Coming first to the ring, from Cardiff, Wales…weighing at 220 lbs, ‘The Welsh Dragon’ Dan White!

There’s a very mixed reaction as Dan walks out of the titantron with ‘Through Fire and Flames’ echoing in the background. Dan walks down to the ring, looking a little nervous as he enters through the ropes and waits for the first of his three opponents.

Philip: And the first opponent…from Sao Paulo, Brazil, weighing at 214 lbs…Julio de la Salva!

A traditional Brazilian Samba beat hits as a toned man with dark skin and slightly curly brown hair walks through the curtain. He marches down the ring with the fans jeering him as he enters the ring. He scowls at Dan before jumping on a turnbuckle, as Philip exits the ring.

Bell rings

The two lock up and Dan throws Salva into the corner. Dan quickly follows and shoots an elbow, but Salve catches it and hits an expertly-taken arm drag. Dan gets to his feet and looks surprised as he locks up with Salva again. He slips behind Salva and attempts a backdrop, but Salve lands on his feet and plants a dropkick into Dan’s lower back. Dan wails in pain as Salva makes the cover, but Dan gets a shoulder up before three. Salva smirks as he lifts Dan up and throws him into the corner. He then unleashes several powerful kicks into Dan’s midsection, and the referee is forced to step in and break the two up. Salva smirks as Dan appears winded, and stumbles out of the corner. Salva grabs him by the head and leaps onto Dan’s shoulders, hitting a Headscissors Takedown. Dan flies through the ropes and towards the outside, and the fans pop as he hits the barricade. Salva climbs the top turnbuckle and leaps off, but Dan manages to roll out of the way at a crucial moment.

Dan slowly climbs to his feet and grabs Salva. He attempts to whip him into the corner, but as Salva reaches the steel steps he uses them as stepping stones, flipping up and onto his feet. Dan runs towards him, and facing away from Dan, he unleashing a powerful Mule Kick and sends Dan flying back to the floor. Salva turns around and picks Dan up, rolling him into the ring. He climbs onto the apron and enters the ring, and makes the cover, but Dan again kicks out before three. Salva begins to look a little annoyed as he picks Dan up, and attempts to whip him into the corner. But Dan is able to reverse the hold, and sends the Brazilian into the corner. As Salva hits the turnbuckle Dan follows up and rolls him into a cover: 1……2…..kickout by Salva. Dan hits the ground in frustration as he lifts up Salva. He hits him a couple of times in the face, before whipping him at the ropes. Dan doubles himself over, but Salva responds with a swift uppercut, before hitting a Side Shuffle Kick. The impact is sickening as Dan falls to the floor like a fallen tree. Salva hooks the leg:

1…


2…


Kickout by Dan!

The fans cheer as Dan kicks out, but Salva can’t believe it. He leaps to his feet, and begins to argue with the referee. The referee has none of it though, pushing the Brazilian away. Salva’s temper gets the better of him here and he raises a clenched fist, but Dan sees his chance, grabbing the tights and rolling him into a school boy:

1…


2…


3!

Dan escapes out the ring as he pins Salva, and throws his arms in the air. Salva though is irate, and begins to harass the referee, throwing him to the outside of the ring. Salva exits the ring in anger, kicking the steps as he exits.

Philip: Julio de la Salva has been eliminated! Coming next to the ring, from-

He’s cut off as the Indiana Jones theme hits and Jack McCarty walks out holding a microphone. He smirks as Dan re-enters the ring with the referee, and the music swiftly cuts.

Jack: Now Dan, I’d love to give you two more opponents but a message from the chairman says that we cannot take up much more time…but don’t worry, in order to solve this you will face a handicap match in this tie instead. Introducing…The Two Towers!

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

A generic eerie music hits, and the arena darkens a little. The camera can make out two men walking through the curtain, and they appear quite intimidating, as Philip makes an announcement from a piece of paper assumingly taken off McCarty.

Philip: And Dan’s opponents…Firstly from Troyes, France, weighing at 420 lbs and at a height of 7’2”…Jacques “The Hawk” Robert! And his partner, from Orlando, South Africa, weighing at 450 lbs and at a height of 7’5”…”The Boulder” Oman Bayik!

The lights return and the site is shocking as these two men who collectively weigh in at 870 lbs walk down the ring. And it’s not fat, either, as these man look very well toned. The Hawk, who is white, enters the ring and Dan exits swiftly as the Boulder, who is dark-skinned, also enters. They pose to the fans before waiting for Dan to enter the ring.

Bell rings

With two monsters standing either side of him, Dan might as well have someone arrange his funeral. But he tries to keep a brave face as the Two Towers loom in. The both throw a punch but Dan ducks their giant hands and waits for them to turn around, before unleashing shots to the chest into both of them. Unfortunately, it seems to have no effect and the two effortlessly grabs him by the hands and throws him so hard at the ropes that he flies to the outside. Dan hits his head on the barricade, but he gets to his feet and smirks. He grabs a steel chair and re-enters the ring, but the referee takes it off him immediately. As the ref has his back turned though, Dan low blows both giants and hits a double DDT. Dan gets to his feet and the fans start to cheer as he learns he’s grounded both men. He makes a cover on the Hawk, but he kicks out with such force that it throws Dan backwards into the ropes. Dan panics again as both men get to their feet, and the Boulder grabs Dan and hits a body slam. The Hawk then hits a Big Splash and makes the cover: 1…2…kickout by Dan.

The Two Towers pick Dan up and throws him at the ropes. They attempt a double clothesline, but Dan ducks it and hits the ropes. He then flies at the two, but they merely keep hold of him and throws him like a torpedo to the outside. Dan again hits the floor, but more smoothly this time and avoids any major damage. He gets to his feet, gulps, and re-enters the ring. Luckily, the Twin Towers are very inexperienced and both go after Dan, and their vast height and weight allows Dan to bypass them swiftly. The Boulder turns around, and Dan hits him with a dropkick, sending him to his knees. He attempts a shining wizard, but The Hawk grabs him from behind and hits a Full Nelson Slam. Dan appears out of it, and The Hawk rolls him over calmly and makes the cover:

1…


2…


Kickout by Dan

The fans start chanting Dan’s name as the Hawk picks him up. Boulder is on his feet also and the two place their hands around Dan’s neck, signalling for a double chokeslam. But Dan kicks both of them in the groin, breaking the hold. He hits a neckbreaker on Hawk, but Boulder whips him into the referee, knocking him to the floor. Dan slips out the ring before The Boulder can attack him, and rests near the steps. The Boulder has no patience anymore and leaves the ring, chasing Dan. He approaches Dan, and THWACK! Dan clocks him in the face with his barbed wire tennis racket! Boulder slumps to the floor, with his face beginning to bleed. Dan re-enters the ring and waits for the Hawk to get up and THWACK! Hawk gets the racket on the top of his head! He also falls to the floor and Dan climbs the turnbuckle. He reaches the top, poses, and hits the Lone Dragon (Corkscrew Moonsault)! He lands on Hawk, making the cover, and the referee re-enters the ring and makes the count:

1…


2…


…3!!!

Dan slips out the ring as a huge cheer echoes around the arena.

Philip: Here is your winner of the match, “The Welsh Dragon” Dan White!

Through Fire and Flames hits again, and the fans go wild as Dan celebrates on top of the ramp. He’s defied the odds against a team almost quadruple his weight, be it with a special equaliser, and has defeated Jack McCarty’s so called “World’s Strongest Team”. He makes his way out as the Two Towers slowly realise what’s happened, and obviously not looking forward to going to the back and being confronted by McCarty.

Fade out.