Monday Night Warfare 18th February 2008

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: An interview from the funny farm
Credit: Jon Taylor

ACW Warfare returns from a break. Backstage Charlotte King can be seen standing there in front of a camera. Next to her are Jon Taylor and his trainer Bill Wright. Taylor has casual attire on, with Fallen Soul's belt over his shoulder. Bill has his usual grey suit. Bill looks to be unsure whether this is a good idea, though Taylor looks relaxed and has a smile on his face. Charlotte doesn't seem to be intimidated by Taylor, like her colleague Kevin Anderson is, though she does look fairly anxious to get the interview over and done with.

Charlotte King | The Interviewer

Welcome Ladies and Gentlemen, here with me at this moment in time is the former ACW International Champion, Jon Taylor-

Taylor interrupts Charlotte.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor

I beg your pardon.

Charlotte looks confused.

Charlotte King | The Interviewer

Sorry?

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor

I believe you forgot something.

Charlotte looks puzzled for a moment or two.

Charlotte King | The Interviewer

Oh..sorry. Ladies and Gentlemen, I am joined at this moment in time by the Former ACW International Champion, The Ultimate Competitor; Jon Taylor.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor

That's better.

Charlotte tries to brush it off with a smile.

Charlotte King | The Interviewer

Ok, first of all, Jon. How would you describe losing your championship to Fallen Souls felt?

This makes something inside Taylor spark, gone has the calm expression previously seen.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor

Lose to Fallen Souls? LOSE TO FALLEN SOULS? I DIDN'T LOSE SHIT!

Charlotte King | The Interviewer

Sorry to interrupt, Jon-

Taylor takes exception to King interrupting him.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor

HOW DARE YOU INTERRUPT ME!

Taylor is beginning to scare Charlotte.

Charlotte King | The Interviewer

Er, sorry...please continue.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor

You see I didn't lose to Fallen Souls, Fallen cheated! I know it, he knows it - the whole world knows it! But, thing most upsetting about it was the embarrassment it caused for myself, you see it wasn't just that I had my championship STOLEN from me, but it was by a tiny man not much bigger than Jake Cheng!

Taylor pauses

Charlotte King | The Interviewer

Im sure that was very upsetting for you, Jon.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor

You're damn right it was! And if that wasn't enough, I had to watch him parade around with MY championship, followed by him HIDING in the arena so I couldn't get to hi-

Charlotte interrupts Taylor

Charlotte King | The Interviewer

If I recall he wasn't hiding, he was dru-

Taylor looks to be incensed

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor

WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT INTERRUPTING ME!

Charlotte has a guilty look on her face

Charlotte King | The Interviewer

Oh yes, sorry...

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor

So you should be! I'm the star of the roster, you're just a nobody!

Charlotte decides it is best not to question Taylor.

Now, where was I.

Taylor pauses.

Ah, yes. If it wasn't enough I had to watch him parade around with MY championship, I had to put up with him HIDING from me he was so scared. So you see, to say I wasn't very happy about losing my championship to him, would be saying it VERY lightly.

Charlotte King | The Interviewer

I see. Can you explain your motives behind stealing Fallen Soul's Championship belt?

This only helps to tick off Taylor even further.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor

Stealing? I didn't steal shit! I was merely reclaiming what was rightfully mine-

Charlotte interrupts Taylor again....is this the battle of interruptions or what?

Charlotte King | The Interviewer

Sorry to interrupt, but I believe he won that championship fair and square from you, therefore you did infact st-

And the interruptions continue.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor

EXCUSE ME! WHO ARE YOU TO ACCUSE ME OF STEALING? How much did he pay you!

Charlotte appears to be confused.

Charlotte King | The Interviewer

Who?

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor

Fallen!

Charlotte King | The Interviewer

Nothing!

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor

Nonsense!

Bill steps in trying to calm down Taylor, it seems to work and Taylor drops the accusation of bribery.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor

One more step out of line and im telling Ginger!

Taylor pauses and thinks for a moment

Oh, fuck. MOVING ON! I believe my motives behind RECLAIMING MY title are clear. Fallen cannot continue to ignore my demands whilst I have this title over my shoulder. I decided that, it is better to hurt a man mentally than physically. I can beat the shit out of him, but that doesn't give me anything to use against him to get what I want. This does.

Charlotte King | The Interviewer

Finally, can you tell me what your goals in ACW at the moment?

Taylor looks at King like she's stupid.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor

My goals? MY GOALS? Isn't it fucking clear? I want MY championship back!

Charlotte King | The Interviewer

I see...is that it?

Taylor thinks for a moment

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor

Yes.

Charlotte King | The Interviewer

Well, erm thanks for doing the interview and good luck in your quest to capture your title once again.

Taylor takes offense to this.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor

LUCK IS FOR WEAK CHAMPIONS LIKE FALLEN SOULS AND JAKE CHENG!

Charlotte looks to be uncomfortable

Charlotte King | The Interviewer

Right you are....well have fun destroying Fallen Souls then!

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor

I shall, make no mistake of that!

Taylor stays staring directly into the camera for a few moments; Charlotte doesn't look comfortable in the presence of Taylor, and breathes a sigh of relief as he makes his exit.

Fade.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: The Thunderkiss (Credit: BK London)

Pretaped Segment

It started with a simple poll.

A revolutionary idea for ACW in that the fans would choose the No.1 Contender for Jake's ACW Heavyweight Championship. Finally, the people had a voice, a voice to say who they felt was deserving enough to contend for the biggest prize. But with the two highly competitive spirits of Thunderkiss and BK London, the simple poll became a war of words - and then fists.

Since their first encounter last summer at Heatwave, Thunderkiss has been itching to get another opportunity to face off against the former ACW Champion. BK London knew that Thunderkiss wasn't exactly one to take losing very quietly. Especially since he has yet to beat BK London in singles action. It was imminent that their paths would cross again, but even BK didn't think it would be this soon.

Even while BK London was away from ACW, he both saw and heard of the path of destruction the Thunderkiss was laying. With each month that passed, Thunderkiss' winning percentage gradually inflated, and BK London wanted to make sure he didn't become one of those people to fall to his feet. He didn't want to become one of those fallen soldiers who was not only beaten by Thunderkiss, but humiliated altogether by the huge behemoth. It's only been about 6 months since their paths last crossed, but their hate for one another burns brightly.

As the scene fades from black, it's BK London who walks into the camera shot, standing in a tightly packed hallway. It seemed to be a small narrow hallway with only enough space for one man to walk through.The walls are apparently some sort of weird red siloutte, curtains even, and within a close distance the fans can be heard murmuring amongst themselves. The setting is unknown, but one thing for sure is that BK London has something to get off his chest.

BK London: Thunderkiss! You just couldn't accept losing could you? You couldn't accept that the fate of your World Title dreams, rested within the hands of the ACW fans. The same fans that you have alienated over the past year and because of that they've grown to despise more than anyone else in the company. So, you rigged the ACW polls, hoping to ensure that you'd make it to the main event of Bloody Valentine. And hell, it probably would've worked if you hadn't picked the worst stooge in the history of ACW. But Thunderkiss, tell me something, why would you personally go out your way to guarantee yourself a title shot huh? I'll tell you why, because deep down inside - deep down within your black heart - you know that I am the one man standing between you and World title gold.

BK walks forward down the small corridor, closer toward the camera. The hallway begins to shake a bit, and you can hear his feet walking against the steel grating platform. It's still not clear where BK London is.

BK London: Oh you don't remember? Last year. Heatwave. First match of the night. BK London versus Thunderkiss, become the No.1 Contender for the ACW Championship. You knew that if you managed to beat me, that it would be your night, you would finally walk away with the ACW Championship around your waist. And just as you were beginning to think you had it in the bag - BAM...it was over. Nothing flashy. Nothing impactful. Just a simple wrestling move, a simple roll up sent your dreams of becoming ACW Champion up in smokes. So here we are, six months later, standing in the same position. The only difference is that we've got two other men vying for the same goal to win this match. You're hoping on your "500%" theory to coast you through this match, to help you finally discover your true goal. Well Thunderkiss, you could be 100%, 500%, 501%, you could continue to stand in the middle of Thunderstorms because if gives you that "special feeling", you could eat your vitamins, say your prayers, summon the spirit of Hulkamania, Machomania, and all that jazz! Because you're going to need everything you have to get through me! YOU know you can't beat me, I know you can't beat me...

He pulls the siloutte like walls, revealing the sea of fans below him. His place in the arena is revealed, as he stands nearly 50 feet above the fans on the rafters.

BK London: And most importantly THEY know you can't beat me. Failure is not a possibility, not when your name is BK London!

He walks back into the darkness as the camera pans through the fans before it ultimately fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: The ACW World Champion Underdog (Credit: Jake Cheng)

Saturday February 23rd 2008 with be the date for the fourth Bloody Valentine PPV. And for the first time in history, the ACW World Title will be defended in a Fatal Four Way match. But the Champion isn’t feeling the pressure even though everyone thinks the odds are against him, include Kevin Anderson, who managed to catch up to the ACW World Champion walking alone backstage.

Kevin: So Jake, first off, where is your posse? I mean you usually have those two bodyguards following you around, at least.

Jake: Yin and Yang have a more important job to do today. And Kirsten had to go on another trip to get talent for Fallout. I told her it was a waste of time, but she didn’t listen. So I’m the lone wolf today.

Kevin: Do you really think that’s a good idea, seeing as you have two matches tonight. You could use the help.

Jake: What are you trying to say Kevin? Are you trying to say I can’t win two matches? Seeing as I am the mother fucking ACW World Heavyweight Champion, I think I should be able to fair pretty god damn well in this ring, or in any ring. Against anyone.

Kevin: Whatever you say.

Jake: Correct! Whatever I say! I am sick of being treated like the underdog! So what if both Hunter and BK London are two-time World Champions? Do they currently have the title? No, which means that they have lost. I mean, I have pinned them in that ring before, not problem doing it again. And Thunderkiss.....that man is too dumb and too big to even maneuver himself around the wrestling ring. And when he wins, it is by pure chance that he falls on his opponent.

Kevin: So you are feeling very confident for the match on Saturday.

Jake: Feeling? I am pretty confident. And who wouldn’t be confident with the group of jokers that have been named contenders for my title?

Kevin: You are talking and pretty big game Cheng...

Jake: Would you like to be able to talk? If so, continue with the questions.

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Kevin: So...how do you think you are going to overcome the odds...oh shit.

Jake: ...This interview is over.

Jake walks away, Kevin looks at camera.

Kevin: So those are some pretty strong words from the Champion, but will he be able to back them up tonight in his Pick Your Posion matches and on Saturday at Bloody Valentine?

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: “The Thunder Team Power Promo Presents: Resident Evil 4” Credit: T-Train/T-Kiss

[Earlier tonight in the Entourage locker room ...]

Thunderkiss: Hey Train! I just got off the phone with Kevin! They have him working on some equipment in the basement and he sure could go for a cool one right now. Since he’s been a good friend to us, I figured I’d send him down a six pack of Thundergy. Would you mind taking this down to him?

Thunder Train: I’m your body guard not an errand boy. Have Jenkins do it.

Thunderkiss: Train..

[With a sense of great compassion, TK places his hand on Trains shoulder and says - ]

Thunderkiss: Leeroy is dead.

Thunder Train: Oh.....Well what about Black and White? If I leave you’ll be all alone.

Thunderkiss: That nut hasn’t done anything in weeks. I’m sure he’s long gone proving that you do your job well big man. Now come on, it’s only going to take a second. Do it for the team.

Thunder Train *sighing*: Alright, I'll go

[Smiling, TK places the Thundergy in the Train’s hands and watches him walk out the door, shuffling his feet with every step in protest. Making his way down several halls and corridors, T-Train finally makes his way to the basement steps, a very dark and forbidding area of the ACW arena. Having never been here before, he feels like turning back around because visiting dark places is most certainly not his forte. Remembering TK’s wishes for him to “take one for the team,” he sucks it up and makes his way down the steps. Finally reaching the landing, he proceeds down a narrow hallway that’s illuminated only by a few bulbs that dangle from the ceiling. Not wanting to go down it, he calls for Kevin but does not get an answer. He tries yet again and this time he gets a response, but its NOT from Kevin.]

The Merchant: Over here, stranger.

Thunder Train: ?! Are you talking to me?

The Merchant: Over here, stranger.

Thunder Train: .... Ok.

The Merchant: Got something that might interest ya.

[The Merchant opens up his trench coat causing the big Train to take a few steps back in fear he might be seeing more than he bargained for, if you know what I mean.]

The Merchant: Got a selection of good things on sale stranger!

[Motioning his hand over a section of his coat, the Train is pleased to see he isn’t looking at the man’s junk but rather a huge selection of weapons. On second thought, maybe “pleased” isn’t the right word to describe the Train’s feelings right now. Instead, three simple letters should be suffice and they are W, T and F.]

The Merchant: Whadda buyin’?

Thunder Train: Uhhhhh, Nothing?

The Merchant: Whadda sellin’?

Thunder Train: ..... I-I don’t know?

[The Train looks behind him to make sure this guy isn’t talking to anyone else because there is no rational explanation for the conversation he is attempting to have him with. As he does so, the Merchant eyes the Thundergy he has in his hands. Pointing at it, the merchant proclaims - ]

The Merchant: Ah! I’ll buy it at a high price!

Thunder Train: ?! What, this?...How much?

[The Merchant reaches out and places 30 Pesetas in Trains hands and then proceeds to lift the six pack of Thundergy from the big man’s possession.]

The Merchant: Come back anytime.

[The Train looks down at the shiny gold coins that have been placed in his hand. Not truly realizing what has just happened, he looks back to where the Merchant was standing so he can question him, but the he has mysteriously vanished. And if things couldn’t even more awkward, right at that instant - ]

Kevin Anderson: Hey Train! You got my refreshments?

Thunder Train: I... Uh.... I .... sold them?

Kevin Anderson: Sold them? Sold them to who?!

Thunder Train: I-I sold them to... ahh fuck it!

[Not being able to explain anything that has just happened in the last two minutes, The Train gives up on this endeavor and heads back to the Entourage locker room, leaving Kevin quite bewildered himself.]

[FADE]

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 4: BK London's Pick Your Poison Match – Jake Cheng vs. Thunderkiss (Credit: Hunter)

This next match was clearly an interesting ones for the fan, seeing as it sized up one of the smaller members of the roster against one of the largest. At that, however, it was going to be a portion of a gradually rising rivalry, and even more so, it was between the World Champion and one of his biggest rivals. The match began with TK instantly rushing in and delivering a hellacious assault on the champion, laying in punch after punch until Jake collapsed from the impact. TK instantly began doing his beloved stomps, but Jake managed to roll out of the way and subsequently rolled out of the ring. He walked around for a moment while the referee called him back in, and then quickly slid in a few moments later. He dodged a clothesline from TK and began busting out his incredibly varied kicks, until eventually managing to take TK down with a sudden dropkick to his knees.

The two brawled around for a few minutes after this, with Jake attempting to take TK down at any given moment, while TK himself simply took the "kill him ASAP" approach. Jake managed to out-speed the big man by rushing around him at various instances, and finally was able to take him down for a fairly long period with a sudden Evenflow DDT. He quickly went to work on the big man's legs with various submissions and attacks, but TK pushed him away, rose once more, and instantly nailed him with a painful looking Box Office Smash. TK went for his first cover, but alas, Jake managed to kick by just a wee bit. TK, never one to give up, simply continued to stomp at the champ, but Jake recoiled, rolled back up to his feet, and tried for another kick. TK grabbed his foot and laugh loudly at him...but then Jake quickly nails the Shades of Helms to take him back down to the mat!

Jake knew he would need yet another move to keep the big man down, even after such a powerful move, and so he quickly climbed the ropes and got to the top turnbuckle. After a moment's notice, he leapt off for the Bullet With Butterfly Wings...but no, TK managed to roll out of the way! He victoriously rose after the attack and knocked Jake around a bit, and then nailed him with his favorite Flexing Elbow Drop! He then ran across the ring and came back, going for a senton drop, but Jake managed to roll away as well. He quickly kipped up, but TK managed to throw him onto his shoulders and instantly lock in the Appetite for Destruction. He held it locked in for a few seconds, but Jake managed to back flip off his shoulders after a moment. He instantly attempted the Second Heartbeat...but no, TK caught him! TK then lifts him up and, wasting no time, nails the Heaven's Door and gets the successful pinfall.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: You’re no Guitar Hero! (Credit: CheFalcon)

Here we are, backstage yet again. It seems that the most interesting of things happen back here. We see Jason Freeman walking by various crew members backstage. He suddenly stops when he sees a sign that says "Free Guitar Hero!!!" A wide smile goes across Freeman's face as he sees a 70" Sony BRAVIA XBR 1080p 120Hz Flat Panel LCD HDTV television along with an Xbox 360 and a wireless Les Paul Guitar Controller. He walks over to the Xbox and turns it on. The giant Xbox logo appears on the screen followed by the Microsoft name. It loads up and Freeman signs into "gnrmjd." He is about to click the Guitar Hero 3 name at the bottom of the screen but sees an ad on the side for an exclusive download of Aerosmith's "Dream On." He quickly goes to the Marketplace tab and selects to download.

3%
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Freeman now has an excuse to ignore his other responsibilities in order to play a quick song. He loads the game up and goes to Quickplay then selects the song.

Freeman: Oh yeah! Here we go. I'm going to get the high score!

Freeman starts playing the song. The first notes pop up and Freeman easily hits them. After a few minutes of playing the song his face starts to drop getting bored of the challenge less song he his playing. To try and make it a little more interesting he activates the Star Power! His score then rises dramatically with his x8 multiplier. He gets to the final chord and hits it. The song slowly fades away and he sees his final score.

***** 221475 Expert

CONTINUE
MORE STATS

622 NOTE STREAK

100% NOTES HIT

Freeman hits continue when the next screen appears where you can put in your name for your score. Freeman puts in "ASS" then chuckles. He clicks continue again and just then he gets hit from behind with a chair. The man revealed to be holding the chair is Thunder Train. He walks over to Freeman and stands over him.

Thunder Train:Freeman! You shouldn't have gotten involved in this. This was none your business. You should have just walked away. But....if you want to get involved thats fine with me. But just remember this is what your in for!

Thunder Train takes the guitar controller thats now laying on the floor and grabs the neck of it. He turns it around and waits for Freeman to stand up. Struggling, Freeman is able to get to his feet, but right when he turns around Train hits him square in the face with the guitar. It shatters instantly again the skull of Jason Freeman. Various parts of the guitar are now scattered around the nearby area.

Thunder Train:See Freeman! This is what is going to happen to you if you get into that ring Saturday. *Train looks over to the Xbox 360* No, I'm not done yet. You need to be taught a lesson

Thunder Train walks over the Xbox and pulls one of the cords from the back. He then takes it over to Freeman's seemingly lifeless body and starts choking him with the cord. Freeman cries out in help and security quickly comes to break it up. Train backs up with his hands in the air. He runs back to grab the big screen TV, but security tires to pull him back.

Thunder Train: Hey man, lay off. I just need the TV

Thunder Train grabs the gigantic TV and walks away with it with security holding him back.

Fade.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

The Challenge
Jay Zero

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The scene fades in to the backstage area where we find an irate Nicholas Savich raiding through a locker room, throwing nearly every object that he sees. Limelight stands back out of the way, standing tall as guard. Nicholas picks up a lamp and chucks it against the wall, shattering it to pieces.

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Savich: ARHHHHH!

He throws his arms around, throwing a fit. He slams his fists into the wall and turns towards Limelight.

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Savich: WHO THE HELL DOES HE THINK HE IS?! HUH?!

Limelight stares down at Nicholas as he continues to scream out of rage. Just then, he smacks Limelight in the chest.

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Savich: YOU KNOW! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT!

Savich pushes Limelight back with all his force, yet he barely stumbles back.

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Savich: YOU'VE DONE NOTHING FOR ME! YOU HEAR ME?!? NOOOOTHIIIING!

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Limelights face is forced to look to the left as he scrunches his lips up and the vein in his neck begins to pop out a little bit. He snarls and looks back at his manager.

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Savich: YOU DON'T DESERVE THAT TITLE! AS A MATTER OF FACT, HAND IT OVER! GIVE-ME-IT!

Nicholas lunges forward and grabs the Portland Pro Wrestling title that's strapped around Limelights waist. He pulls at the title to rip it off, but Limelight holds onto it and for the first time, we hear the voice of the monster himself.

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^{"No.. "}

Right when Nicholas hears the very slight mumbling of words, he lets go of the title and backs up. He looks at Limelight, disgusted with him.

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Savich: Excuuuuuuuse me? What was that?

_..."No"

He pushes Limelight again and slams his right fist into his chest, raging with anger.

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Savich: DON'T YOU EVER, EVEEER BACK TALK TO ME YOU! DO YOU UNDERSTAND!? YOU. ARE. NOTHING WITHOUT ME!

Nicholas grabs a nearby glass bottle which looks to be one of many empty alcohol bottles that Nicholas has drank tonight to make some of the anger go away. He breaks it against the table and threatens Limelight with it, holding it up to his throat.

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Savich: YOU ARE MY PROPERTY! IS THAT CLEAR! YOU DO AS I SAY, ALRIGHT?! CLEARLY YOU DIDN'T PUT AS MUCH FEAR IN JAY ZERO'S EYES AS YOU SHOULD HAVE! AND NOW, YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO MAKE UP FOR THIS--- THIS--LOST TIME! YOU HEAR ME?!

Nick turns towards the camera and he scoffs.

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Savich: NOW I KNOW THAT YOU'RE WATCHING BACK WHEREVER THE HELL IT IS YOU ARE ZERO! BUT LISTEN UP! YOU CAN'T KEEP DUCKING ME! I'M NICHOLAS SAVICH GODDAMMIT!

YOU'RE NOT GOING TO GET AWAY WITH...*hick*...WITH--THAT CHEAP SHOT YOU DELIVERED LAST WEEK! SEE, LIMELIGHT WAS AWAY ON BUSINESS! HE HAD TO DEFEND THAT PIECE OF SHIT TITLE OF HIS BACK HOME! SO WHAT DO YOU DO?! YOU HIT ME LIKE A COWARD AND RUN! THURSDAY YOU WEREN'T NOWHERE TO BE FOUND AND ONCE AGAIN, HERE I AM IN YOUR LOCKER ROOM WITH NO TRACE OF YOUR BEING HERE!

SO LET ME PUT THIS OUT ON THE TABLE FO' YOU RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW! THIS SATURDAY AT BLOODY VALENTINE, IT'S GONNA BE YOU! VERSES LIMELIGHT IN AN OLD FASHIONED STREET FIGHT! DAMN--THIS AINT NO MATCH EITHER! NO REFEREES! NO RULES! NO MERCY, YOU HEAR ME ZERO?!

YOU BETTER BE THERE, 'CAUSE IF YOU'RE NOT! THEN I'M JUST GONNA HAVE TO HUNT YOU DOWN MYSELF!

Nicholas grabs at Limelights shirt and pulls him forward.

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Savich: Let's go you hunk of lard! GET moving!

He pushes him in front of him towards the locker room door as the scene fades out.

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[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: The Mission (Credit: Jake Cheng)

Abandoned Warehouse. Los Angeles, California.

Yes, an abandoned warehouse. Yes, I know it is cliché. No, I am not turning into Hunter. Yes, this is a non-wrestling related storyline. Yes, I guess I am turning into Hunter.

So anyway, Wing Yin and Lee Yang walk down a long corridor and into a large room of the warehouse.

Wing:I still don’t like this. I doesn’t feel right. I’m getting bad vibes.

Lee:Shh, I hear someone coming.

Around the corner, walks another well dressed Asian man, carrying a simple briefcase in his hand. Lee makes the first move to walk toward him and Wing reluctantly follows.

Man: Hello. Where is Huang-Fu?

Wing: He courldn’t come. Is it just you that we are meeting with?

Man: Yes. Did he explain what is going on?

Wing: Briefry. This is a peace negotiation of some sort.

Man: Yes, in the simplest form. Let me show you something.

The man opens his briefcase, and hold it open for the bodyguards to see. To them it looks like a simple pistol. And that would be because it is one.

Man: This is your job. You are to take this, and kill the man in this envelope.

The nameless man reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out an envelope. Wing takes the envelope and Lee takes the briefcase.

Man: There are also airplane tickets in the envelope. Don’t worry about getting the gun on the plane. Good luck.

Wing: Wait. Why are we killing this man?

Man: He is causing problems. The less you know the better.

And with that the man walks away. Wing and Lee, still confused, walk the other way, toward the direction they came in. Wing can’t help it, and opens the envelope out of curiosity. He shuffles through the contents until he pulls out a picture. Wing takes a large gulp and shows the picture to Lee, whose eyes widen.

Lee: Shit.

Fade Out

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 5: Thunderkiss's Pick Your Poison Match – Hunter vs. Jake Cheng (Credit: TK)

..::ACW::.. PICK YOUR POISON: HUNTER VS. JAKE CHENG ..::WARFARE::..

Time limit: 30 Minutes
Referee: Joey Reynolds

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Hunter
Age: 25
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 240 lbs.
Hometown: Rochester, New York

Jake Cheng
Age: 20
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 215 lbs.
Hometown: Hong Kong, China

The introduction for Behemoth's "No Sympathy for Fools" hits the speakers, and the lights slowly fade to black. Then, a voice rings through the speakers:

...and Hell followed with him...

Following this, the lights erupt into a crimson color, and some fire appears on either side of the stage. Hunter makes his way out onto said stage, poses briefly, and then walks down the ramp as the song continues to play. He slides into the ring and raises his arms as the lights and the song fade out.

“Second to None” by Styles of Beyond hits the sound system, riling up the fans. They send their boos towards Jake Cheng, who is making his way out from the entranceway down the ramp. He brushes them off as if they didn’t exist and then hops over the top rope into the ring where he raises both arms in the air as a show of protest toward these fans.

~!~DING,DING,DING~!~

MATCH START: Hunter and Jake square off in the center of the ring and begin the match with a grapple. Hunter grabs hold of one of Cheng’s arms and wrenches it back for an arm bar, and Cheng counters by doing a flip and reversing the move. One quick back elbow later, Hunter is now free and fires back with a wicked right hand that stuns the world champion. Hunter quickly hits the back ropes and comes forward at Cheng with a KILLER SPEAR, but Cheng drops and rolls out of the way and Hunter goes sailing over his head! Both men quickly get vertical and Cheng runs toward his opponent and nails him with a FLASH KICK! Hunter falls back onto the ropes and Cheng clothesline him over them down to the floor below! Hitting the nearest ringpost, Cheng leaps up and flies off with a big body splash that connects! Both men go tumbling down onto the floor and Reynolds begins the 10 count! With lots of energy in both men’s body, they quickly rise and roll back into the ring. What transpires next sure isn’t pretty but is fun to watch as both men hammer away on each other with vicious strikes. Being the stronger man, Hunter overwhelms Cheng and lifts his stunned body up, over and down with an ELBOW DRIVER!

MATCH MIDPOINT: During the mid part of this match, Hunter continues to dominate as pounds away on Jake’s downed body with a series of stomps and elbow drops. With a handful of hair, Hunter picks Cheng up and whips him to the ropes! Reading himself, Cheng bounces back and Hunter nails him with a KILLER SPEAR, this time hitting all of it! Seeing Cheng in pain, Hunter falls down and covers but only gets a two count! Hunter rises and then waits for Cheng to rise, sizing him up like tiger does its prey. Now standing, Cheng falls victim to a DYNAMITE that sends his head flying into the mat. Any normal man would be absolutely finished by now, but not the champ. Hunter finds this out the hard way as he once again only gets a two count. Saying enough is enough, Cheng gets a 2nd wind and begins to fight his way back into the match! He counters a Hunter punch with a leg sweep and then rises, hits the ropes and fires back with a SHADES OF HELMS! Hunter is rocked and Cheng hits the top rope and shoots off with a moonsault! Hunter tries to roll but cannot, and Cheng hits all of it! Hooking the leg the champ only gets two and the match heads into its final moments.

MATCH ENDING: Near the finish line both Cheng and Hunter battle back and forth, wanting to take a foot but not willing to give an inch. Latching onto Cheng’s body, Hunter drives him up and down with a turning spinebuster. Rolling on top of him, Hunter slaps on a BEAR TRAP right in the center of the ring! Pulling the camel clutch back as far as he can, Cheng is pushed to the limit but comes out of this move with an amazing counter! Scooting his body back, Cheng’s head slips right out of Hunter’s hands. Completely stunned, Hunter falls victim to a second FLASH KICK that knocks him into next week. Cheng drops a series of stomps into Hunter to soften him up, and then picks him up with a hand full of hair. From here, Cheng Irish whips Hunter so hard into the ropes that he almost loses his balance and falls to the mat. Luckily for Cheng this doesn’t happen and he remains in position to end this match one and for call! Hunter’s back goes flying into the ropes and bounces back straight into a SECOND HEARTBEAT! Hunter lands hard on the mat, so hard his head bounces off and Cheng quickly leaps on top of him for a cover! The Reynolds gets into position and the rest is history!

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

WARFARE WINNER: JAKE CHENG!

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Anna’s Choice (Credit: Lucrezia / AK)

The next scene fades in, to an unfamiliar location. The room is weakly lit, and looks like some sort of motel – not a very glamorous one at that.

Anna Sommers, always so pristinely presented, is sitting on a thin mattress in jeans and a baggy top, arms held around her knees. She watches a silent TV without really seeing it, instead looking downward every so often at the cellphone on the bed beside her, and each time finding nothing there to give her hope.

The curtains are drawn, even though the hem of light around them suggests that it’s not yet dark outside. As the TV flickers, the shadows taunt her, constantly gnawing at her already frayed nerves…

There is a knock at the door, and Anna flinches, but she does not move.

Anna: It’s open. Come in.

She has no idea who is about to enter; bereft, she is like a puppet with severed strings, with no will of her own left to exert…

Light penetrates the darkness, and a female figure is silhouetted for a moment. Anna’s muscles tense up, her involuntary nervous system having not yet got the memo from her conscious brain that it’s already over. Before she can prepare herself further, though, the switch on the wall by the door is flicked.

Alicia takes a look at the scene around her. She is taken aback by the untidiness of the space, a situation which would have been unthinkable within a clear mile of Ms Sommers even a week previously. She enters and closes the door, walking over to the bed and sitting on the edge. Anna just watches her somewhat blankly, but the sight of a friendly face does appear to revive her a little, and she shifts position so that her legs are relieved from the threat of cramp.

Anna: So…

She’s not sure how to begin, and neither is her visitor. Politeness comes to her rescue.

Anna: How’s your, er, what’s his name again?

Alicia: Richard Parker? A couple of minor scratches from the glass, he’s fine.

Anna nods. Alicia picks up the thread of conversation, such as it is.

Alicia: Honestly, I don’t know what it is, but whenever people of a medical persuasion make house calls where I live, it’s like a tornado’s been through. Still, the TV was covered by the house insurance, and the glaziers replaced the last window this morning, so we’re finally back to something approaching security.

She coughs. There’s no putting it off, and she knows it.

Alicia: Anna… I don’t really know where we go from here.

Anna turns her head slightly. Her gaze makes Alicia feel even lower than she already does, but she doesn’t look away. Anna takes this in, before staring at her feet.

Anna: You…don’t want me to move back in with you.

Alicia exhales sharply.

Alicia: I don’t want to make your situation worse, and I don’t want you to have to face this alone. But… I can’t sit here and tell you that I believe you’ll be safe with Victor and I if you stay. None of us will be safe…

She tails off, and Anna sees something in Alicia’s eyes which she’s glimpsed more than once recently – frustration. Anna rests her hands over her bump.

Anna: It’s all right, Alicia. You don’t have to justify anything.

Their eyes meet again, and Alicia feels humbled for a few seconds by how much growing up Anna Sommers has packed into a very short time. Her eyes drift down to the bump, and a momentary melancholy passes over her face.

Alicia: Anna, do you subscribe to the “nature” or “nurture” school of thought?

Anna looks puzzled.

Anna: I barely passed kindergarten. What are you talking about?

Alicia: Well, some people say we’re defined by our genetics, others that it’s how we’re raised that makes us who we are.

Anna: I have no idea. Why do you ask?

Alicia sighs.

Alicia: I’ve been thinking about a lot of things of late. Things I’ve done, things I could have done, but didn’t. I keep drifting back to when Thunderkiss was intent on splitting Victor and I up. There was one moment in particular… a moment when I saw Thunderkiss lay aside all his defences, and put himself entirely in the hands of someone else. Me.

She clasps her hands in her lap. Anna listens, more intently than she has in a long time.

Alicia: I just couldn’t see it when it mattered – the incredible courage an act like that must have entailed for a man like him. I get the sense that Thunderkiss has never quite been able to come to terms with the fact that love, real love, always leads to great pain, a pain which for all his strength he’s not yet been able to grapple with successfully…

Alicia pauses, and closes her eyes for a moment before opening them again.

Alicia: I wish I could have been braver, and found another way to approach the situation than the one I chose. Then maybe we wouldn’t be having this conversation. But I could never give him what he wanted most… I don’t hate Thunderkiss, even now, but I’ve never loved him.

Anna looks at Alicia, then at her bump.

Anna: Well...he’s got Joytoy now, so-

Alicia shakes her head.

Alicia: Both Thunderkiss and Joytoy are like children playing kiss-chase. They’re acting out what they think should happen, but neither has the depth of feeling which constitutes a real relationship. For the moment, the illusion and copious shagging is enough… but I think Thunderkiss knows it’s not the real deal. Whether it will go on to develop into something more… I couldn’t tell you.

Anna considers this. A question is forming in her head, a very important question. Her mouth is slightly dry as she asks it.

Anna: Do you think--God this sounds ridiculous--that Thunderkiss is capable of truly loving another person?

Alicia pauses.

Alicia: I think everyone is capable of that. But not everyone can find the courage to breathe life into love, and not everyone’s prepared to do the work to help it grow. Because to love is to give away part of yourself to someone else’s keeping, and that costs us dearly in ways we rarely think about.

She looks at Anna, and smiles a little.

Alicia: Maybe Thunderkiss doesn’t quite understand it fully, but I don’t think it’s really the money he’s worried about, you know? He just doesn’t get it. He could learn so much from your example, Anna… the way you’ve fought to protect your child, it’s one of the bravest things I’ve ever seen. And I’m sorry I doubted your choice before.

For a second, neither knows what else to say – so Anna simply shuffles across the bed, and gives Alicia a hug. After a couple of seconds, they part.

Alicia: So, I guess we should find you another motel to move to, you shouldn’t stay in one place too long-

Anna holds her hand up, and Alicia stops abruptly.

Anna: It’s fine, Alicia. I think I can handle things from here. You’ve done so much for me already, and I won’t allow my situation to jeopardize things further for you and your family.

Alicia opens her mouth to argue, but the look she gets from Anna makes her pause. For a moment, she feels a shiver of cold, and a sting of fear for the woman next to her. But she simply nods.

Alicia: If you’re sure that’s what you want.

Anna nods back.

Anna: It is.

Alicia stands up; they both know there’s nothing more to be said. She crosses the room to the door and opens it, before looking back.

Alicia: I’ll leave you to get some rest, then. You know how to contact me if there’s anything you need.

She takes a last look at Anna before stepping outside and closing the door, unable to prevent herself from looking both ways around the parking lot before doing so.

Anna waits a few moments until she hears the sound of the car door, and a vehicle pulling away. Then, feeling just a little pain in her back from her altered posture, she walks over and pulls the curtains to let the light in. Whatever happens, it will occur in a much clearer situation than previously.

Fade.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: The Jake Cheng (Credit: BK London)

Pretaped Segment

If in 2004, you said that within 3 and a half years both BK London and Jake Cheng would be etched into history as ACW Heavyweight Champions, you probably would've been the object of much ridicule. Just 3 and a half years ago, both men were hardly thought of as threats in ACW, much less future contenders for the World Championship. But after paying their dues, after grueling match after match, both men managed to reach the pinacle of their careers in ACW.

As the scene fades in from black, we are immediately brought to a picture of both Jake Cheng and BK London hugging after winning their first - and only - pair of ACW Tag Team Titles together. It was a very special moment in their careers, it being the first of many title reigns for both men in ACW.

Slowly the camera pulls out of the shot, slowly revealing BK London in front of the picture, gazing at it. Even he can't believe that those three years have passed so fast, and that the entire landscape of ACW has changed in those three years. He turns around, faces the camera, and looks up before speaking.

BK London: Jake, there's isn't too many things about you I could say that I haven't already said about you this past year. It's the classic story of a tag team who rose to the top of their division....only to be broken up when one of the members lust for solo fame. One of them becomes a huge superstar, wins the World Championship among other accolades, while the other gains a considerable amount of fame - but not as much as his former tag team partner. But you Jake, you're determined NOT to become that other partner - aren't you? You're determined not to become that Marty Jannetty, that Jim Neidhart, that Al Snow. You have something to prove, and that's why you hold that ACW Championship, that's why you hold MY ACW Championship.

BK glances up at the tag team championship picture once more before chuckling to himself.

BK London: I could continue this, by talking about our past, the tag team, the break up, and everything in between...but I think we've beaten that dead horse already. Yes, everyone knows we were a great tag team, but I no longer see you as a tag team partner Jake. As far as I am concerned, when you wear that belt around your waist you're my biggest enemy. You're my opponent, just like the other two men in this match. The only difference between you and them, is that you're the ACW Champion. And while we're at it, let's talk about you being ACW Champion. Ragnarok 2008 - the first pay per view of the new year - YOUR first pay per view back since taking your hiatus to "train". You decide to step in the ring with one of the big dogs, with one of our fellow veterans in ACW, Hunter. And for that month, I had to stomach you two trade insults like a pair of junior high school girls. And then you finally came to the match, a Seek and Destroy match.

He looks away from the camera a bit and smiles.

BK London: A freakin' Seek and Destroy Match? People like The Senator, Alicia Laureano, Victor Laureano, The Mach Man RDK, and myself - people like us had to bust our ass for that championship, and here I find you two playing hide-and-go-seek with it? That just makes me sick to my stomach. So, about 20 uneventful minutes later, you manage to topple Hunter and win yourself the big one Jakie boy. You've finally won the ACW Heavyweight Championship.

There's a brief pause as BK looks into the camera, slowly he begins to clap, albeit sarcastically, but clapping nonetheless.

BK London: Whoopty freakin' doo. Now, you're strutting around the arena like you're the cock of the walk, the head honcho, the top dog! Let me get something straight with you Jake, you've improved since you first stepped in ACW - I'll give you that - but you're still oh so far from being great. By winning that ACW Championship, you've fooled everyone into believing that mediocrity is excellence, but you haven't fooled me for a second. Ten times we've faced off as opponents Jake, and seven times I've emerged the winner. As much as you'd like to believe you're some sort of threat in this match because you are champion, your credibility means nothing until you've beaten me. So hold on tight to that belt for the next five days Jake, because if I don't manage to take it from you - I guarantee someone else will. Transcending?

BK shakes his head.

BK: ....nah. Transitional?....I think we've hit our mark.

BK London walks off camer as the scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: “Shadow Farm - Part 6” Credit: FSX/T-Kiss

WHAT IS...

[shadow=red,left,300]SHADOW FARM?[/shadow][/center][/size]

Ecuador
2/8/08
11:15 P.M.

[There are eyes EVERYWHERE and they all seek one thing - FALLEN SOULS! Managing to avoid detection of all Tagruato agents thus far, FSX has traveled northward through the town of Montalvo. Alone he now stands on the edge of the last bit of civilization the city has to offer, gazing out into the wilderness in front of him wondering where his “tour guide” is at. Drama ensues, but a magic voice breaks the silence!]

?: Hey mate, need a ride?

[FSX’s ears do not deceive him. The familiar tone of the voice is one that he has heard long ago as a child and his eyes confirm his suspicion.]

FSX: Wait a second..I know you. You’re--

Bayou Billy: BAYOU BILLY! Welcome to my adventure!

FSX: Woah, what a shocking twist! I never would of saw an obscure nintendo character popping up! Hey, what was the deal with Stage 8 anyway? That was ridiculous! I mean, it's like the game was designed to cause small children to kill themselves!

Bayou Billy: No time for that pal, we must make tracks. Get in the jeep. You’re in for a bumpy ride.

[Billy takes the front seat and FSX calls shotgun. Though, there really was no one else there. Calling shotgun was quite pointless. As Bayou cranks the engine over, FSX hears some commotion from behind them. Turning around, he spots some Tagruato ninjas flipping their way toward them with obvious evil intentions. Before FSX can even alert him of the problem, Billy sees them coming through his rearview mirror and floors it. As the jeep speeds away from Montalvo, a few ninja stars find their way into the jeep’s backside but other than that the two men find themselves unscathed. Letting out a big sigh of relief, FSX leans back in his seat and replies - ]

FSX: How intense! I usually don't come to this particular South American village and expect to see so many ninjas. Their tourism must be floundering since Tagruato showed up!

[The jeep ventures further and further into the jungle, so deep that the trees above black out the moonlight. When Billy said he was in for a bumpy ride he was not kidding. Potholes abound, the road has almost ejected FSX from the jeep on several occasions, making him latch onto his door like a magnet. Before he can tell Billy he wished Tagruato spent as much money on road maintenance as they do on security, he sees lights off in the distance. As they draw nearer, the lights become brighter and its obvious to both driver and passenger that this must be some sort of complex. Complex storyline, that is! Ahahaha...no...complex as in building.]

Bayou Billy: That’s it mate, that’s the Shadow Farm.

FSX: Not all that of a catchy name, really. I would of called it 'Evil Drink Farm' or something...but I never was good at marketing. They’re not making drinks out of peoples’ shadows, are they?

Bayou Billy: For that answer and any others you seek, you’re going to have to discover them for yourself. My part of the trip ends here.

FSX: Really? Well, if that's the case your making one of the most pointless cameo appearences ever! I mean, come on!

Bayou Billy: Sorry mate, I was given explicit instructions to guide you here and nothing more. Now get ready to hop out and good luck.

[Bayou hits the breaks and the jeep comes to a complete stop a few yards away from the Shadow Farm’s gate. As quietly as possible, FSX complies and gives Billy a friendly wave before he speeds away in the opposite direction. Remember kids, childhood characters EXIST. Anyway, FSX now turns his full attention to the grim structure in front of him know simply as the “Shadow Farm.” A Chain linked fence with barbed wire at the top lines the complex and its not going to be easy getting in. Before attempting entry, FSX sticks his face into the mesh and searches all around for anything that may impede his detective work like a dog or security guard. Seeing that the coast is clear, FSX takes a few steps back and then scales the fence, flipping over the barbed wire in the process.]

FSX: Man, I am pretty awesome, aren't I? Now then..let's see..

[Now inside, he scuttles to the shadows and stays away from the lights. There are a total of three buildings in the complex: a giant shed, a garage and the last one resembles a warehouse. Hitting the garage first due to its close proximity, FSX finds nothing out of the ordinary here. Just a few vehicles and farm equipment fill up its insides and FSX moves onward to the warehouse. Finding the side door locked, FSX drives his shoulder straight into it, knocking it right off its hinges. Because he's great like that. He quickly grabs it to make sure it doesn’t slam loudly on the floor. Thus far he has been lucky to avoid detection and he wants to keep it that way.]

FSX: Let's see where my awesome investigation has brought me now. What evil lies in here? I should really stop talking to myself...

[Boxes upon boxes upon boxes fill the warehouse from top to bottom. Grabbing one of them and pulling it into the moonlight, FSX reads the side of it with great detail.]

FSX: ..... Horsapiosa?! This has gotta be it!

[Quickly he opens the box. Pulling open all the flaps he reaches his hand down into the contents and pulls up a handful of powder.]

FSX: Using my incredible skills of deduction, seeing all of these boxes are filled with horsapiosa it MUST be the secret ingredient! But what is it? Just looks like a powder to me. Damn it, I don't need more questions! Where are the answers?

[Before leaving, FSX carefully puts a handful of powder in his pocket for safe keeping. When he gets out of here, he plans to get it analyzed and then maybe use it as evidence. There is only one final building to check out - the shed. It prominently stands in the middle of the complex, as if it was Tagruato’s centerpiece. The huge front doors are not only chained shut, they are lit up light a Christmas tree. There is no way he is coming in through the front, so he searches for another entryway. The other three sides bear no windows nor doors and it appears his luck has finally run out, that is until - ]

FSX: Hmm?

[Mr. Souls looks down on the ground beneath him and notices a small hole dug in between the shed and the ground. While too small for him to fit through at the moment, a little digging will certainly remedy that problem. Yanking dirt out of the way with his bare hands, he manages to dig a path for himself in mere minutes. Now on his belly, he crawls right through it and right into shed. Once inside he cannot see a thing. FSX frantically searches for a light switch on the wall behind him but finds none. Ever so cautiously, he follows the wall with his hands until he finally finds a switch protruding from the wall.

With one flick of his finger, the truth is finally revealed.]

FSX: What's with all this dark--- What? No..IT COULDN'T BE!!!! THIS IS FAR TOO DRAMATIC!! WHAT A TWIST! MY GOD, IT'S...IT'S....

[NOOOOOoooOOOOOooOOOOOOooOOOOOoooOOOOO~~!!]

[FADE]

TO BE CONCLUDED AT BLOODY VALENTINE

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: “EVE Revisited” Credit: T-Train, T-Kiss and D-Mainer.

[The mood backstage is tense as the “Pick your Poison” matches play out in front of all, giving a close look on just what may happen this Sunday at Bloody Valentine. Out of the participants and bystanders, there is one man who certainly is not tense at the moment and that’s Thunderkiss. Coming out the victor in his first poison match, he is thrilled to say the least and doesn’t mind sharing his attitude with anyone else backstage.]

Thunderkiss: Did you guys like that?! I took that tiny man APART!

Thunder Train: Just like you’re going to do at the PPV boss man, or should I say new champ?

Thunderkiss: You should!

[Seeing some movement over towards the right, TK bats his eye over in that direction to see a face from the past, one that gives him plenty of things to reminisce about, and not all of them are good.]

Thunderkiss: Give me a second, would you?

Thunder Train: Who’s that?

Thunderkiss: An old “friend.”

[Thunderkiss walks away from the Train for a moment as he approaches Danny Mainer. Over a year and a half ago, these two met under very, very different circumstances. It was a moment in time Thunderkiss would never forget though I’m sure Mr. Mainer doesn’t remember it as well. Wanting to stir his memory a bit, Thunderkiss walks around him and steps in front of his view, making sure he realizes he has company.]

Danny Mainer: Ah well if it isn’t my good buddy Thunderkiss!

Thunderkiss: Its been quite a long time Danny boy. If I recall, the last time I saw you I was just one of those “development” wrestlers in the GameFAQ’s Wrestling Federation!

Danny Mainer: ..... Yah?

Thunderkiss: And if I further remember correctly, you stuck me in “Extreme Vegas Entertainment,” a.k.a EVE - where I went on and became World Champion only to later share time with a mop. Remember that Danny?

Danny Mainer: Look Kiss, I wasn’t even there then. If you remember. That wasn’t my idea, Toast was in control and I left soon after –

Thunderkisss *interrupting*: That’s right, *YOU* left. You left me in that hell hole where Thunderkiss was used as whore for guys who shouldn’t be in the same arena I am, let alone league!

Danny Mainer: Settle down Teeks!

Thunderkiss: You settle down! I don’t care if you were there for 60 years or 60 seconds, it was *YOUR* decision to stick me in a developmental fed. Developmental! Do I LOOK LIKE I NEED DEVELOPING?! DO I?

Danny Mainer: I’m not going to listen to this crap Thunderkiss. I don’t’ give a shit who you are.

[Mainer turns his back on TK and begins to walk away. Wishing to follow, TK is soon pulled back by the Train, who has his best interests in mind.]

Thunder Train: Let him go Kiss. Hes not worth it. You have a big match against BK coming up and you should stay more focused on that.

Thunderkiss: .... I guess you’re right.

[Thunderkiss begins to walk away as well, but not before working out the last bit of spite that festers within him.]

Thunderkiss *yelling*: Next time you better think twice before trying to hold a guy down!

[FADE]

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 6: Jake Cheng's Pick Your Poison Match – Hunter vs. BK London (Credit: Dan White)

Philip: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and is a Pick Your Poison match! Coming first to the ring, from Rochester, New York, weighing at 240 lbs...Hunter!

”No Sympathy For Fools” hits and Hunter walks out to a barrage of boos, not for the first time tonight. He ignores them as he walks down the ramp, eager to pick up a win tonight, after losing to Jake Cheng earlier on in the night. He enters the ring, and makes last-minute preparations as he waits for his opponent.

Philip: And his opponent, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing at 243 lbs...BK London!

”Hello Brooklyn” hits, and the fans cheer loudly as BK makes his way out for the first of his two matches tonight. He's looking confident as he walks down the ramp, entering the ring, and eyeing his opponent as the music fades and Philip exits the ring.

Bell rings

Hunter and BK are by no means unfamiliar with each other. They've crossed paths several times in the past 3 and a half years. But enough about the history, the action starts with Hunter and BK locking up, and with both men with such similar weight it comes down to who has more brute strength, and in this case it's BK. But then this may have only come as Hunter has already fought in a match earlier tonight. ANYWAYS, BK clubs Hunter a couple of times in the chest, and whips him at the ropes. He drops to the floor, intending for Hunter to run over him, but Hunter knows this trick all too well and instead of running over BK, he stamps hard on BK's back, and he winces in pain. Hunter turns around and picks BK up, and the two lock up in a grapple. BK slips behind Hunter and wraps his arms around Hunter's body, attempting to go for a Belly to Back Slam. Hunter elbows him away, and BK clutches his face, leaving him in a vulnerable position. Hunter capitalizes this by taking him down with a Backdrop Suplex. He goes for a quick cover, but BK kicks out at two.

Hunter's unfazed, and instead lifts BK up and prepares to hit a suplex. But as he lifts BK up, BK manages to swivel and land on his feet. A predictable move, one might think, but it still catches Hunter by surprise, and BK dropkicks Hunter hard in the back. Hunter goes flying into the turnbuckle and cracks his head off the top one, falling to the ground. BK picks himself up, and lifts Hunter up, cracking a swift snap suplex. He gets to his feet, and utters “that's how you do it”, just loud enough for the fans to cheer loudly. He lifts Hunter up and into a Fireman's Carry. He then lifts Hunter up, and into a Double Knee Gutbuster which clearly hurts Hunter, as he reacts like he's had his gut removed. BK makes a cover, but only gets a two count for his troubles. BK shrugs it off, and picks Hunter up. The two grapple again, and BK continues his domination of the match with another Irish Whip, and plants a massive Yakuza Kick from Hell. It's heard all around the world, and BK prepares to end one of the quickest Main Eventer matches of all time:

1...

2...

...Kickout by Hunter!

BK's pissed off to say the least, but granted, there hasn't been too much time gone in this match, and even though it's his second match of the night, Hunter isn't going to go down that easily, especially to another former member of Top Draw. He slowly picks himself up as BK argues with the referee, but BK turns around before Hunter can make any sort of retaliation. BK and Hunter stand facing each other, and circle the ring. BK attempts to grab Hunter, but Hunter sidesteps and hits the ropes, taking BK down with a powerful lariat. BK jumps straight back up though, Monkey Flipping Hunter to the floor. BK then leaps down and begins hitting Hunter hard in the face. Hunter reaches out and his foot grabs the ropes, and BK is forced to get off Hunter. He sighs, allowing Hunter to get to his feet, but grabs Hunter and spins him round. He attempts the Shades of Michaels, but Hunter manages to grab the foot, and spin BK round. Hunter then lifts BK up, and plants him back to the ground with a ring-shaking spinebuster. Hunter lifts himself off of BK, and signals for the end of the match, with the fans jeering.

He lifts BK up and lifts him into the Shotgun, but BK manages to wriggle himself free and land on his feet. Hunter then attempts the Spartan Kick, Yelling “SPAAAAARTAAAAAAAA!!” as loud as he can. But this tactic proves stupid, as BK retaliates with an Elbow Smash to the face. He picks Hunter up, and hooks him under his arm, preparing for the Revolver. But Hunter manages to escape, and hits the superior move (in firearms at least), the Shotgun. He goes to make the cover: 1...2...3...?!

Philip: Here is your winner....Hunter!

The fans are a little confused. Sure the Shotgun is a powerful move, but it should have taken more than that to take down the mighty BK London. Hunter isn't too bothered though. He suffered a defeat tonight and truly valued this victory, as he exits the ring, proving that at minimum, he is on level terms with Jake going into Bloody Valentine on Saturday. BK London meanwhile is already at his feet, with barely loss of breath. A slight smirk on his face suggests that he may have even intentionally laid down for Hunter, citing the main event against Thunderkiss as the more important match, as we fade out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Painful Compromise (Credit: FSX/Taylor)

It's troubling how some things can occur without your input and without your thoughts on the matter, but can effect you in a way that could be seen as more dramatic then ever precedented. To be minding your own business and suddenly have your events and demeanor itself swayed and altered by the actions of someone else is quite irritating, but also likely quite scary. It can happen at any time, to anyone. Also it is something that is impossible to properly prepare for, and on most occasions inevitable. Truly, it is the one thing that can take place you have no power to stop. It's impossible to control the actions and minds of others, no matter how hard you may try, and eventually it will all come to haunt you. It was these events that led to the situation which has been taking place this evening, with the INTERNATIONAL TITLE! Now it may be true that more drama usually takes place over the World Title, and those obsessed with it having an insane desire to hold it for as long as possible, whenever they possibly can...but at the same time, the International Title has it's share of crazies as well. Most notably there are the likes of Jon Taylor, who started running into walls and crying over losing his title, before he eventually stole it, and Fallen Souls..who..well...he'd probably be crazy anyway.

The things they've done tonight have been nothing short of mental as Jon has done well to avoid Fallen Souls, but it's likely one of FSX's plans have succeeded in finding the location of the title. Perhaps it was the girl scouts, or maybe one of the milk cartons, but there is no doubt that something or other has worked. Right? Maybe not. As 'Beast of Blood' suddenly hits the sound system and many take a good look around confused, a disgruntled and irritated Fallen quickly makes his way out from the back and down to the ring, looking quite paranoid as he clutches onto a microphone and pays no attention to any of the cheering fans surrounding him. Rolling into the ring, he runs off the ropes again and again as his theme continues to play, before coming to a stop and cutting it off as it almost looks like tears are in his eyes.

FSX: Ok! I've had enough of all of this. It's not cool anymore! I want my title back, and I want it back NOW! It's mine, Taylor! You lost it and I won it and that means you have to shut up and give it to me!! Come on!

Fallen stares up the entrance ramp for a few moments before kicking at the ring ropes and beginning to lose it.

FSX: I'll do anything you want, alright?! Just give it back to me! I can't lose it already, I just can't!!!

As FSX finishes his sentence right on cue the lights in the arena dim. The arena stays in darkness for a few moments, and FSX looks a bit bewildered. However, all the questions are answer when "Out of My Way" by Seether begins to blast out of the sound system. The lights come back on, accompanied by diagonal pyros to reveal The Ultimate Competitor Jon Taylor with Bill Wright in tow. Taylor has Fallen's title over his shoulder, a microphone in his right hand and a smug look on his face. He looks calm and relaxed, the opposite to Bill who is tense. FSX looks emotional, and keeps moving back and forth inside the ring. Taylor's music cuts, and he stays at the top of the ramp.

Jon Taylor: Well, well fancy seeing you here Fallen!

FSX shouts from the ring but he forgot to put his microphone to his face so Taylor can't hear him. Intelligibly, anyway.

FSX: TITLE MINE BAD MAN TAYLOR! GIVE IT TO ME!

Jon Taylor: Yea, yea I know you want your title back - I could see you crying on the monitors from backstage! Now shut up, and let me talk, or I might just have keep this title on my shoulder permanently!

This prompts a reaction from FSX who decides to be silent, clearly pouting.

Jon Taylor: So, correct me if I'm wrong, but from backstage it looked like you thought I'd just give you your belt back to you without nothing in return? Is that right?

FSX: Obviously! You have no right to the damn title anymore, Taylor! I beat you fair, and you cried like a little bitch! It's not yours anymore!

Taylor laughs

Jon Taylor: I'm afraid things aren't as easy as that in the real world, Fallen.

Taylor pauses

Jon Taylor: Well, quite frankly life's a bitch, isn't it!

Taylor appears to be winding up FSX even more

Jon Taylor: Right, well you know what I want Fallen, and your sure as hell not getting your title back until you grant it!

Taylor is glowing with confidence, he looks to be certain that he will get his way

FSX: So this is the only way you can get what you want? Being a sneaky thief? You should be arrested, damn it! It's not even up to me--

Jon Taylor: Yes it is. Ginger said the only way I will get my rematch is if you grant it. So, you either grant me my rematch at Bloody Valentine, or I'll just keep it over my shoulder for as long as I feel like.

FSX knowing he has no other way to get his belt back, legally, knows he has to compromise with Taylor.

FSX: Fine, I don't really even care! You can have your damn match, I'll just beat you again anyway! Now give me it back! I NEED IT! COME ON!

Fallen quickly leans over to the top rope and waves for Taylor to come down and give it to him, an eager grin appearing on his face as he assumes he'd just be given it back so easily.

FSX: What are you waiting for?! Come here and give me what's mine!

After another moment with no movement, Fallen seems to be fretting once again as he goes back into the middle of the ring and paces back and forth, grabbing at his hair as he seems very distraught with everything that is going on.

FSX: We have a deal! PLEASE JUST GIVE IT BACK!

Apparently deciding that FSX has suffered enough, for the time being anyway, Taylor slowly makes his way toward the ring. Fallen is heard groaning impatiently as runs over to the ropes and reaches over it again, waving for Taylor to hurry up as the Ultimate Competitor comes to a stop at the bottom of the ramp and looks at the belt.

Jon Taylor: You see, this is the funny part. Now that you gave me my rematch at at Bloody Valentine, There really is no real reason for me to actually give the belt back to you. Since after all, i'll be winning it back at Bloody Valentine anyway, it would just be a waste of energy giving it back to you now, wouldn't it?

As he says this, Taylor now turns around and makes his way back up the ramp, a visible smirk in sight of Bill and some in attendance as Fallen isn't about to wait any longer and rolls out of the ring, running up the ramp after him.

FSX: It's mine. We made a deal, now GIVE IT TO ME!

Jon Taylor: You want MY title? Fine, you can have it!

As he hears FSX running up behind him, Taylor suddenly turns and with quite a bit of force slams the belt into Fallen's face suddenly, laughing to himself as Fallen seems to be in shock as he flys backward from the impact of the blow and rolls down the entrance ramp, convulsing and shaking as he comes to a stop and a small pool of blood forms around his head.

Jon Taylor: My bad.

Taylor laughs manically. He walks down the ramp to examine the damage he has caused.

Jon Taylor: Hmm, that's nasty isn't it?

Taylor laughs, he bends over to laugh in the face of FSX, who has blood rapidly coming out of his head.

Jon Taylor: You see, Fallen - lightning doesn't strike twice. At Bloody Valentine you will become forever known as the 16 day champion.

As Taylor finishes his sentence he drops the title onto the body of FSX. Taylor looks at the still body of Fallen before heading back up towards the entrance, he laughs once more and has a maniac expression on his face.

Fade.