Meltdown 22nd July 2004

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Thursday Night Meltdown 22nd July 2004

Schedule of Matches:

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Monkeybaal v Dream

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Yamata no Orochi & TNT v Bob & Amo

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Yoko Satoshi v Tyrant

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Poco Locos v White Rose

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Kross v GWD

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Brian Carnage v Jack Fury

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Top Draw (BK London & liljakie) v Venomous (Venom & Spider)

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Bladeshadow v Mystery Opponent

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[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

The show opens quietly, without fanfare or pyros. The fans are silent, all standing in the packed arena; the ring bell sounds out clearly for 10 chimes, and then on the titantron a video montage of Ridley’s greatest and most memorable moments is played, and there are many tears from the crowd members. As the video concludes the arena darkens, and the titantron slowly fades into a shot of the main ACW locker room; the entire roster appears to be gathered, with the notable exceptions of Rose and Venom. A small plinth stands at the head of the room, and Gingerdude stands behind it; he looks tired and worn, evidently from the many hours of police interviews and such which he has had to endure in the last few days.

Ginger: Ladies and Gentlemen, there are no words which can express what we’re all feeling right now, so I’m not going to sully these moments with any kind of inadequate comment. I have an important announcement to make, and it concerns the management of this company. In the last few days there has been much speculation over whether ACW could continue to operate; firstly I wish to dispel these rumours by stating that this company remains solvent and will be going ahead with its planned program of shows. However I have been asked to confirm that Jeff Veasey has indeed terminated his contractual obligations and is stepping down from the board with immediate effect.

Mr Veasey felt that he could not dedicate the time which he felt was required to manage the company in a proper manner, so he has handed over all his powers and 50% share of the company stock to the individual whom he considered to have shown the best credentials to lead the fed in his absence…….and I have decided to accept this responsibility, despite the sad situation which we now find ourselves in.

There is a faint murmur from those in the locker room who had not been previously informed of these developments.

Ginger: Therefore to conclude, I wish to confirm that I shall henceforth assume the position of co – chairman of ACW, with powers equivalent and equal to those of co – chairman WCW. I shall endeavour to aid this federation to overcome the difficulties which it has faced, and I am confident that we have the talent and skill gathered within this room and within this building to do so.

Ginger steps down from the plinth, and the scene on the titantron fades out; from the darkness, the house lights slowly rise once more and a figure is revealed standing in the centre of the ring………

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Rose’s Lament (Credit: White Rose)

As the lights come back up, Alexandra "The White Rose" Kaesar is standing in the middle of the ring in a black mourning dress. She has a microphone and she is clearly very emotional, her face is red and there seem to be tears forming up in her eyes. The fans have forgiven Ridley and are chanting his name over and over again. Rose picks up the mic and begins to speak, emotion straining her voice.

Rose: I feel as if a part of myself died with Lord Ridley on Saturday.

The “Ridley” chants grow louder……

Rose: Shut up, I don’t want your pity and neither would Ridley. Ridley and I pitied you people and I still pity you people. You people have no concept of Ridley’s greatness, or the gift he tried to give you. You have no right to pity him.

The crowd may have forgiven Ridley, but they still dislike Rose, and they boo Rose loudly.

Rose: You people have no idea how much compassion Lord Ridley had in his soul. He loved me and enlightened me, Lord Ridley saved my soul. He tried to do the same for all the worthy in ACW. He tried to enlighten them to the truth, but they betrayed his love. God may forgive them, but I will not. It is one thing to betray trust, but it is another to betray the love and compassion given to you by a savior, a god among men.

The fans’ booing has let up a little as they begin to see Rose’s emotional state grow worse, she begins to sob a little, but shrugs it off.

Rose: Ridley wanted to save you all, he wanted to stop the vicious cycle of your lives, but you forsook him. The last act in Ridley’s glorious life was an act of love and compassion. Even though he had no reason to help his enemies, he did so because he was a man of vision. Ridley gave his life to save those who did not appreciate the life given to them by the Almighty, Ridley lived more last Saturday than you all will in your entire lives. Ridley taught me to live and I…..I

Rose pauses for a brief second and all the emotion she has felt over the last few days pours out

Rose (in a shattered voice): I loved him for it.

Rose begins to cry and the fans ringside are once again affected with emotion. A little girl in the front row, no older than 6, cries too. The camera pans the crowd and many people are crying, mourning the loss of the man they hated the most. There is a shot of backstage and the entire roster is sitting in front of a small monitor. They too are afflicted with sadness. RDK, one of the only true friends Ridley ever had, is sobbing loudly. Latino and Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune are also seen crying and comforting one another. The druids, unrecognizable in their street clothes, do not seem to care that much except for Druid #2. Druid #2 is clutching a golden ankh in his hand and seems to be having deep inner conflict in his mind. Skurai has his eyes closed and is remembering Ridley, he remembers Ridley as a skilled opponent. BladeShadow seems to be quietly wondering if he could have taken the Lord of Hardcore one on one. The sadness in the room is both contagious and smothering, and the camera cuts back into the ring.

Suddenly, Evolution by Motorhead hits the arena and the crowd boos loudly. Co -Chairman WCW 98 walks out from behind the curtain with an angry, but business as usual look on his face. He puts the mic up to his mouth.

WCW: Rose, spare me the damn waterworks. The mighty all knowing Ridley was a pawn, a tool. It is too bad that that tool has broken, but it can be replaced. Ridley was a tool that couldn’t even do the job assigned to it. He was a waste of my time and my money. Rose, you were a tool that came along with the package.

Rose stares at WCW, and she has an expression of pure and unadulterated hatred on her face.

WCW: Rose, you are not a part of my plan anymore…..you have outlived your usefulness to me. Meet your replacements.

"Beautiful People" hits and Rey McFoley and El Loco come out, they have several trophies from their war with Pain Inc. and Tyd and Monkeybaal, but no title to show for it. They look as if their hunger for the tag titles has driven them to make an alliance with WCW 98.

WCW: Rose, as they say, the show must go on. Tonight in that very ring, you will defend the Tag Team Titles against the Pocos Locos. Oh and Rose, I am sure Ridley has a nice warm spot in Hell.

Evolution by Motorhead hits again and all three men leave the stage. Rose, with a look of fury on her face, leaves the ring and goes backstage.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: An explosive meeting (Credit: Bob / TNT)

In the backstage area, Bob is listening to some tunes on his Ipod; he bobs his head up and down to the music from his head phones and then he sees TNT. He waves cheerily and takes off the phones. *

Bob: Wassup man! I think you're my tag partner for the debut of The B, 2 the O, 2 the B!

TNT looks at him as if he is crazy.

TNT: What the hell you talking about? I'm the one you’re facing. So get outta my way, before I have to beat your ass back here instead of out there in front of millions of people.

Bob hops down from the packing case he has been sitting on, and then walks closer to TNT and looks him up and down.

Bob: Thats good ‘cause you don't have enough style to be my tag partner. Besides, you smell. Do you wear any cologne at all?

TNT begins to flush with anger at Bob’s forthright comments.

TNT: What the hell did you just say?!

Bob keeps looking over TNT.

Bob: I'm just checking out my sticky opponent. You smell funny, you're probably just a meat bag, and I bet you can't even dance.

TNT looks like he is about to explode, then abrubtly he raises his eyebrow, and looks to the left, stifling a laugh before turning back to Bob.

TNT: Meat bag? Dance? what the hell do you think this is junior, huh? This ain't no damn square dancing, Mr. hip-hop, it’s wrestling son, and I could drop your ass right here right now….but I'll wait till the ring, anyway, your not even worth it...

Bob then goes to his hand and starts a head spin.

Oh yea? With moves like this you won't be able to catch me. I'm faster, smoother, and better looking then you.

TNT laughs, out loud this time.

TNT: HAH! Better looking then me? You're not in the same league as far as looks go, or in the ring, I can do it all son!

Bob stops his head spin and does a hand stand on his left hand. He then keeps hopping from left to right hand.

Bob: Oh yea. you got skillz like this?

TNT: I don't need skills like that, when I can do this.

TNT kicks Bob down and starts wailing on his face. Bob gets knocked off his hands onto his back and covers up to protect himself from the assault of punches. After the beating TNT walks away, smirking.

TNT: Chump…….

Bob picks himself up and dusts himself down; he glares after TNT and then collects his things before heading back to his locker room.

Fade to Black.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Puppet on a String (Credit: Bladeshadow)

The crowd is just trying to come to terms with the previous announcements when Bladeshadow comes out into the arena, and he receives a thunderous reaction from the crowd. He climbs up and stands in the middle of the ring with a microphone in hand.

BS: I wanted to come out and thank each and every person here for my victory over RDK.

The crowd roars and Blade is forced to stop and wait till the crowd quiets down.

BS: I know that I would not have been able to win were it not for the support of each and every…..

Blade is stopped by an ominous voice, which echoes around the arena…..

Ominous voice: Yeah whatever Blade, as far as I’m concerned these people are worthless, there is no way in hell they were able to help you win your match!

The crowd jeers and boos; Blade is puzzled at first, but then recognizes the voice and smiles.

BS: Now now Pdogg, you know that is simply untrue, as far as I’m concerned YOU’RE the only worthless one here.

Pdogg: Heh, you know I’m worth more than everyone in the audience combined……..and I’ve just made a brand new acquisition, one which you consider to be of particular value.

The Titantron reveals a scene of Pdogg in a dark outside, open area, possibly a park of some kind, in the background is a unidentifiable person sitting in a chair.

Blade: Oh really? (Blade looks obviously puzzled)

Pdogg: Oh, Yes.

Pdogg takes the camera and brings it close up on the person in the chair. She is revealed to be a beautiful ½ Japanese, ½ Italian girl of about 21 years of age. She has big pretty violet eyes, which now look to be very frightened, and long flowing black hair. She is garbed in a pair of short jean shorts, revealing her long silky legs, and a loose fitting yellow shirt. She has her hands tied to the back of the chair and has a ball gag in her mouth, but she does not have to speak to show her obvious terror, which is only heightened as Pdogg glares at her, and flashes an evil grin.

Pdogg: I believe you know her Blade, She is your fiancé, after all………<br>
Blade’s previous confident expression shatters, and there is real fear and anger in his eyes.

BS: No……Raye…….LET HER GO PDOGG!!!!!!!

Pdogg: I will….in due time, but first …….I want something from you.

BS: ANYTHING, just let her go….

Pdogg: I’m sick of all this losing, it’s about time I got to be in control, and my first wish is that I want a world title shot at Heatwave

BS: Fine, done, Now…(just barely containing himself)LET....HER...GO!!!

Pdogg: In due time Blade, but I think I will keep her for a while…..as a kind of insurance policy, you might say.

BS: DAMN YOU!!!!!

Pdogg: And until then Blade, we’re going to have a little fun, you and I……..I want you to be my plaything, my puppet if you will.

BS: I will NEVER be your puppet, you sick freak!

Pdogg raises an eyebrow and smiles malevolently.

Pdogg (softly): Oh yes, you will….

Pdogg takes a knife out of his pocket and holds it to the women’s throat.

BS: (Shaking with rage) P…….I swear….if you harm one hair on her head………<br>
Pdogg: I swear she will never be harmed, as long as you do everything that I say.

Blade slumps down

Pdogg: That’s what I thought. He withdraws the knife.

Pdogg: Now tonight my puppet, our fun begins, as I want you to take on…..your tag partner and best friend, V-3.

Blade glares at the screen, and looks as if he is about to strike, but instead he lowers his head, drops the mike, gets out of the ring, and walks out to the back, trying to figure out how he will be able to explain this to his best friend, whom he will have to fight later tonight.

On the screen, the Women is able to get the ball gag out of her mouth and screams “HELP ME, SHADE!” but she then gets slapped by Pdogg before he re-applies the gag, and the Titantron screen fades to black to the sounds of Pdogg laughing maniacally, and the women’s muffled cries.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 1: Monkeybaal vs Dream (Credit: White Rose)

There is a hushed silence from the crowd many of them are shocked by the preceding events and at a loss for words. The crowd murmurs among themselves, many are again unsure of how this show can go on. Philip enters the ring and in his own small way saves the show.

Philip: Ladies and Gentleman, this match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Dekalb, Mississippi, Dream!

Sex Type Thing by Stone Temple Pilots sounds out through the arena and Dream comes out from behind the curtain with a snobbish smirk on her face. She runs down to the ring and slides into it to a chorus of boos, but she disregards them and goes to her corner.

Philip: And next, please welcome Monkeybaal!

3rd Planet by Modest Mouse hits and Monkeybaal comes out from behind the curtain, he is still sporting injuries from the brutal TLC match at Seven Deadly Sins. He walks down to the ring and receives ample cheers for his performance at SDS and in hope for his victory tonight. He enters the ring and takes his corner, and he nonchalantly looks towards Dream, but then he charges. Philip leaves the ring and the Referee calls for the bell.

Bell Rings.

Monkeybaal at the tender age of 14, backs down from no one, and he hits Dream with a takedown and begins to punch into her wildly. Dream rolls Monkeybaal over and begins to punch him even more than he did to her. They separate and both combatants retreat backwards. They circle each other for a few seconds before Monkeybaal hits Dream with a ferocious clothesline. Monkeybaal picks Dream up and Irish Whips her into a dropkick that almost misses its mark. With Dream down, Monkeybaal begins to show boat for a second, but quickly returns to punching Dream. The Crowd is firmly behind Monkeybaal as Dream has done some reprehensible acts in the past and the fans do not easily forgive. Dream is down and Monkeybaal gives Dream a leg drop followed by a pin, the Ref counts 1…..2, and Dream kicks out rather easily. Monkeybaal picks Dream up to her feet and she begins to give him shots to the ribs, but he quickly stifles her offense with a DDT. Monkeybaal goes for an aggressive pin, The Referee counts 1….2.., but Dream kicks out yet again. Monkeybaal is noticeably angry by the turn of events and he pounds the mat with both hands a few times. Monkeybaal returns to the match by picking up Dream and putting her in a Powerbomb/Piledriver position, but she reverses it with a back body drop. She moves directly behind him, and as he gets back up, he is hit with a very well done bulldog. Dream gets to her feet, picks Monkeybaal up, and gives him a bodyslam. Dream goes up to the top rope and goes for a flying elbow drop, but Monkeybaal rolls out of the way just in the nick of time. Both wrestlers are down, but Monkeybaal rises first and punches Dream a few times before he hits her with a swinging neck breaker to the crowds delight. Monkeybaal gets to his feet, picks up Dream, and Irish Whips Dream, only to have her reverse into a cross body block. Dream stays on top and the Referee counts, 1…..2…, but Monkeybaal kicks out quickly. Both combatants rise to their feet at about the same time and each person want to end the match in one decisive motion. Monkeybaal charges Dream, but she picks him up into the Sweet Dreams, A Widow’s Peak like Submission move. She holds him in it for a few seconds and he howls in pain. She will not let him out of the hold, she screams "Submit B****". Monkeybaal cannot dream of submitting to Dream and takes the pain for almost 2 minutes. Monkeybaal begins to lose his struggle and cannot bring himself to contain his pain any longer, After 2 and a half minutes, but what seems like hours to Monkeybaal, he passes out rather than tap.

Philip Re-enters the ring.

Philip: The winner of this match by submission, Dream!

Dream walks up to Monkey, who has regained consciousness and is laying in the ring, writhing in pain.

Dream: Looks like I was right, do you think so you little B****?

The fans who can hear this boo Dream very loudly, they can see she is becoming more and more like her boyfriend Pdogg, a very sadistic human being. She exits the ring pleased and with tons of confidence. After she leaves, Monkey exits the ring, stung more by Dream’s callous remarks than by the effects of the match. As he walks backstage, he is at an all time low of self confidence and will do some soul searching in the days to come.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Taking Control (Credit: BK London)

With his partner having not arrived at the arena yet, London sits on the roof while a light wind blows and he looks very disappointed. Just then a door from the staircase opens; Latino walks onto the roof and he sits down next to London.

Latino: So this is where you’re hiding, esse. You’ve been avoiding people all week, we’ve barely seen you around the place…….in GFWWE you used to always be at the heart of all the action. So what gives?

BK: At Seven Deadly Sins my dreams of winning the Entertainment Title quickly shattered right in front of my eyes. As I realized that Spider had pinned me again after the Widows Peak I felt that my world turned upside down. It's this losing thing, I have participated in 4 matches for ACW and I have yet to taste victory. Everyone else has, but what about me?

Latino: Keep your head up London, you will win soon. I know how you feel, in GFWWE I lost a lot too. Everyday I looked at myself in the mirror and I asked myself “what is wrong with me?” But then when I came to ACW, things started to look up, it just takes time. No one loses forever.

London looks at Latino and in an angered voice he says.....

London: How long will it take Latino, days, weeks, months? How long will it take until the day I finally snap from the pain of all the losses? Tell me Latino, TELL ME. Heh, no one loses forever. Do you have faith in me or are you just using logic?

Latino: Both, I guess.

London: Well Latino, I guess I need to take matters into my own hands. I am going to the ring to do something big. See, Commisioner Gingerdude promised me a rematch for the Entertainment Championship, but I have something to say about that.

London gets up and he walks toward the stairway, but Latino says something before he can make his way down the stairs and toward the ring.

Latino: Listen London, don't do anything too crazy. Think about it some more.

London: I am tired of thinking it is time for me to take matters into my own hands, possibly for the last time.

London opens the door to the stairwell and enters, and the scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Back in the Old Routine

In the backstage corridors, AK is walking along; after the events of Seven Deadly Sins Ginger has thoughtfully given her and Latino the night off, but both have decided to attend the arena anyway to try and get themselves back into some kind of normal pattern and be with their friends. Unfortunately for AK, she has managed to run into Gary, who is still hyped up over her return; AK tries to lose him in the passageways but Gary has hundreds of questions to ask and he hovers just behind her in the manner of a wasp at a picnic, trotting along behind and filling the corridors with his chatter.

Gary: So, when you, like, nearly died, what was it like?

AK: Grey.

Gary: Whoa, that’s like, so deep. Were there angels and stuff playing harps?

AK (sarcastically): No, it was a lift music version of “Stairway to Heaven”.

Gary: Awesome!

AK is just wondering whether a jury would accept a plea of diminished responsibility due to extreme provocation when she rounds a corner to come face to face with a stunningly tall, muscular and handsome man. His bronzed skin is set off by the vivid flame tattoo that runs along the length of his shoulders and arms, curling around his neck. The guy is leaning with one hand against the wall, but on seeing AK he immediately straightens up and strikes a dramatic pose, flashing a pure white smile. The sheer over – the – top nature of it all cracks through AK’s annoyance with Gary and she smiles warmly back at him.

AK: You have just got to be Amo…..Amo the Great, so I’m told.

Amo: The one and only, sugar. Enchante.

Amo takes her hand and kisses it with a flourish; he grins, but is slightly taken aback when he sees Gary watching over AK’s shoulder with eyes as big as saucers. AK looks behind her and raises her eyebrows, but in a good humoured way.

AK: Well I’m Alicia Kitsune, but everyone calls me Atomic or AK. That’s Gary, and people call him whatever they want usually.

AK converts Amo’s kiss to her hand into a firm handshake, and Amo gets the message. AK glances behind her again and sees Gary with a daft grin on his face.

AK: Gary, do you remember you said you’d help me get back into shape in the practice ring? Go and see if it’s empty and I’ll follow you in a moment or two. OK?

Gary: Oh………ok! Bye Amo!

Gary pads away down the corridor, swaying from side to side as he hums happily to himself. AK and Amo watch him go, and when he is safely out of earshot Amo laughs out loud.

Amo: Man, that guy is the best! Where did you find him?

AK: He just sort of appeared one day with Skurai…….he’s not too bright but there isn’t a drop of malice anywhere in his body, and you’d be surprised at what he can do in the ring.

Amo raises an eyebrow and mentally files that snippet of information for later use. Just then a nearby door opens, and the corridor is filled with thumping Techno music. Bob sticks his head out and waves to Amo before disappearing back inside briefly; the music shuts off and Bob steps out into the hallway.

Bob: Hey Amo, are we ready to do this buddy?

Amo: Ready? The awesome Amo was born ready, my friend!

Bob sees AK behind Amo’s huge frame and waves with a smile.

Bob: Hey AK, thanks for those records you gave me…….there’s some classic cuts in there. Are you sure you don’t want to keep them?

AK smiles back a little wistfully.

AK: No love, you take them. They’re a relic of a former time, a previous life you might say……..it’s time for me to move on.

Bob shrugs with a “whatever” sort of look and sets off down the corridor; Amo strikes a final quick pose before striding after, ready to make a big impression on ACW.

AK shakes her head and smiles, watching them go.

”Ooh, he’s a stud. I’d do him.”

AK rolls her eyes.

AK: Ishizu, is there anyone you wouldn’t do?

”Hmmm………now I think about it, probably not.”

AK: So are you here for a reason, or are you just eyeing up the talent?

”You know why I am here. You have sensed that something is going to happen, and something will happen, something that has not been attempted for many centuries. I have never witnessed it in person before, and I am curious.”

AK: What exactly is going on? Every time I pass the Demon Pit, the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. It’s as if something is in there……….waiting.

”It is better that you do not know the details. There are many uncertainties here, and what the results of these events will be…….even I cannot say.”

AK: Well then I’ll just have to wait and see like everyone else. Crikey, look at the time….Gary will think I’ve abandoned him.

AK thinks for a moment.

AK: Seriously, anyone? Even Gary?

”Why not? You know what they say, Small brain, big……”<br>
AK shakes her head and sighs before walking away to join Gary once more, and the scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 2: Yamata no Orochi & TNT v Bob & Amo the Great

The second match on the card is one that has piqued the interest of the crowd, since it features the debuts of no less than four brand new superstars in ACW. Everyone quietens down as Philip steps forward to announce the new arrivals.

Philip: The next match is a tag team contest, set for one fall! Introducing first, from Yokohama Japan….Yamata no Orochi!

Yamata steps out into the arena and everyone is struck by his impressive height and muscular, toned physique. Yamata is difficult to read since he keeps his red – tinted shades on at all times, but he does not respond to the crowd’s shouts and calls; he makes his way purposefully to the ring before discarding his worn leather jacket.

Then “Evolution” by Motorhead hits and everyone is confused as they start looking around for Chairman WCW. Instead, pyros go off and TNT strides out on to the stage, strutting like a peacock and inviting the crowd to observe his glorious entrance. This goes down about as well as a fart in a crowded lift, and the fans instantly take a strong dislike to TNT, giving him a substantial amount of heel heat before he even reaches the ring. TNT doesn’t seem too bothered at this stage; he walks around the ring disdainfully looking down on the crowd and at Yamata, who simply scowls back.

Philip: And his tag partner, from Chicago Illinois………..TNT!

TNT looks at Philip and then with a sneer rips the microphone from his hand.

TNT: Well, well. So this is what passes for a crowd in these parts.

TNT’s tone is patronising and the fans don’t like it at all.

TNT: I won’t waste my breath saying much……..All you people need to remember is that I’m the biggest, the brightest, the most important star ever to grace this ring. I don’t care whether you like me or respect me, because I will take whatever I want, whenever I want it. And right now I’m going to grace you all with a thorough crushing of the two fools waiting just behind those curtains.

TNT throws the mic down and Philip retrieves it, not looking at all impressed with the pompous address he has just given.

Philip: And now, introducing their opponents………..first, from Los Angeles – Amo the Great!

”The Magnificent Seven” by the Clash hits, and Amo storms out on to the entrance way; he has heard all that TNT has said and he is not best pleased. Amo carefully takes his time reaching the ring, stopping to greet fans, wave and generally get the crowd hyped up; the crowd likes what they see and a wave of cheers follows Amo to the ring. Amo paces around, locking eyes with both his opponents and refusing to be intimidated by them; with a grin he poses dramatically and the crowd cheers once more.

Then “Stomp it to my Beat” by Bad Boy Bill thunders across the arena, and the already hyped crowd go into overdrive as Bob dances out into the dark, his clothes shimmering as the reflect the black lights in spectacular fashion.

Philip: And finally, his partner, also from LA……..the B to the O to the B, Bob Di’Las!

Philip gives Bob a full introduction with obvious enjoyment; Bob has already made many friends backstage and footage of his attempt to teach Philip how to spin on his head has already been uploaded to the ACW website by one of the backstage crew. Bob bounces down to the ring and seems to have limitless energy as he climbs the turnbuckles and hails the crowd, greatly excited about his ACW debut and keen to make a good impression.

With all the preamble completed, the referee calls the contestants to order; Bob and Yamata come forward to begin and their partners retire to their corners.

Bell Rings.

Yamata has a very considerable height advantage over Bob, but this doesn’t discourage Bob one bit; Yamata tries to catch hold of Bob by the face but Bob immediately drops to the ground and sweeps Yamata’s legs with his “B Boy” move. Yamata falls and Bob follows up with a swift leg drop before making an optimistic pin; Yamata though is just made angry and he grabs Bob with his hand almost covering his face before sitting bolt upright. Yamata rises back to his feet and gives Bob a huge “face slam” (identical to a chokeslam only holding him around the face); Yamata then makes a cover but Bob kicks away just before 2. Both men get back to their feet and Yamata moves in, trying to grasp Bob once more; Bob however is too quick to be caught out a second time and he ducks past Yamata, rebounds from the ropes and then uses his “People Run”, literally using Yamata like a wall to rush up his body into a backflip that concludes with a massive dropkick. Yamata staggers backwards but he does not fall, instead he is caught by the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. Bob runs forward and grabs Yamata’s arm before leaping over the ropes, trying to wrench his opponent’s limb; Yamata though demonstrates his amazing strength by grabbing on to Bob’s pants and arresting his fall before lifting him back over the ropes. Yamata smirks and quickly hooks up Bob for a Tiger Suplex; he follows through with his trademark Fireman’s carry to knee neckbreaker combination, and Bob only just manages to break out of the pin which Yamamta makes just before the 3 count is given.

The crowd boos Yamata, who is a little annoyed but does not allow it to break his focus. TNT is lounging casually on the post in his corner and is almost knocked down when Yamata whips Bob against it; TNT swears at Yamamta but his tone quickly changes when he sees that Bob has been weakened, and he reaches over to tag himself in. TNT goes straight to work on Bob, punching and kicking him in the gut; the crowd shouts to try and get Bob to respond and he fights back, grabbing on to TNT and spinning him around so that he is driven back into the post. Bob backs up a little and then nails his “Bobert Flip” – he backflips toward TNT and lands on his upper body before executing a powerful monkey flip. TNT is thrown several feet, and Bob takes the opportunity to switch with Amo, who has been shouting and supporting his partner throughout the match. TNT and Amo clash together in the centre of the ring; TNT tries to spear Amo but even his considerable size and power are not enough to floor Amo in one hit. Amo is driven back against the ropes and TNT catches him out with a swift DDT; TNT yells abuse at Amo but this just gets the big man more fired up, and he draws himself up to his full height before sending TNT to the canvas with one huge outstanding uppercut. Amo poses for the crowd before pinning, and this brief delay gives TNT just enough recuperation time to be able to escape at the 2.5 mark. Both men are back up and TNT starts to realise that cockiness and sheer power will not win this fight; he begins to use his brain and gradually makes headway against Amo, dodging his sledgehammer blows and landing shots against his lower body so that Amo starts to feel some pain. Finally TNT weakens Amo enough to be able to whip him and floor him with a huge clothesline; he follows through immediately with Rolling Thunder and Amo kicks away from the cover just shy of the 3 count.

The crowd is deeply into the match and they shout and cheer for the new superstars almost as loudly as they do for the established names. Amo is back on his feet but he is feeling a strong pain coming from his gut where TNT has repeatedly attacked it and he realises that using his most powerful moves will only increase the damage. Bob is up on the turnbuckle cheering on his friend, and Amo decides that trusting his partner gives him the best chance of securing a win; Amo buys his partner time by catching hold of TNT and executing a reverse full nelson slam before making the tag. Bob does not give TNT the chance to recover; he rushes forward and nails his ”Tornado” (3 head spins followed with a leg drop). The drop connects with TNT’s neck, and Bob hooks the leg to earn a near 3 count. Bob gets back up and pulls TNT back to his feet, but TNT is not ready to give in and he lands 1,2,3 powerful blows to Bob before lifting him up for the last ride. Bob struggles and attacks TNT’S head, but TNT is successful with the move and the ring shudders as Bob lands hard. TNT makes a cover and this time it is Bob who only just escapes the 3 count. TNT is keen to finish the match and he gathers up Bob on to his shoulders for his C4 (F5), but his lack of knowledge of his opponent proves to be his undoing. Bob thrashes so that TNT loses his grip and then swings around on TNT’s neck so that he is facing him with his feet on his opponent’s chest; he positions himself as for a DDT and then shifts his right arm, pushing off hard with his feet to deliver a stunner – his Dance Breaker move. There is a great cry from the crowd as the move does the intended damage, and Bob makes a unique pin, handstanding on TNT’s shoulders; TNT has no response and the 3 count is made to the delight of the fans.

Philip: Here are your winners…..Amo the Great and Bob!

Bob springs to his feet and throws his arms in the air in celebration before starting to dance as his music plays. Amo joins him in the ring and produces one of his most dramatic poses; as he does so he sees a furious Yamata stepping over the ropes and approaching Bob from behind. Yamata grabs Bob by the face and lifts him into the air, but Amo immediately comes to the aid of his partner and clasps Yamata by the throat, squeezing on his windpipe. TNT is just getting back to his feet, but he see the look on Amo’s face and is not keen to interfere. Amo and Yamata stare at one another; then abruptly Yamata drops Bob to the ground, and Amo likewise releases his hold. Amo helps Bob to stand back up and the faces leave the ring; they have the victory and see no reason to engage in a pointless battle. TNT shouts angrily after them, promising revenge for his loss; Yamata simply continues to stare at Amo until he disappears once more into the backstage area.

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Segment: Old Friends, New Enemies

Backstage, Jack Fury is walking to his locker room, Junior title belt on his shoulder; he pays little heed to those around him, barging people out of the way if they cross his path. Fury rounds a corner and walks straight into a well built man; Fury pushes past him and continues until suddenly a voice he knows but has not heard in a long time stops him dead in his tracks.

Mystery Voice: Excuse me Mr Big Shot, but I don’t appreciate being pushed around.

Jack turns around and stares at the man in front of him; he is about 6 feet in height and pushing the top end of the lightweight bracket for size. He wears baggy blue jeans and a black tank top, but it’s his vivid blue hair and melodious Scottish accent that draw people’s attention whenever he enters the room. Jack stares a little longer, and then it hits him; he smiles and steps back toward his old friend, whom he has not seen in many months.

Jack: Carnage! It’s good to see you again……so you got my letter over there in Japan.

Carnage: I did, and it looks like I got here just in time.

Jack’s smile fades and he looks Carnage in the eye.

Jack: Now what exactly is that supposed to mean?

Carnage: From what I hear Jack, you’ve been making quite a name for yourself here in ACW…….by disrespecting the rest of the roster! Sure you’ve got that belt, but….

Jack cuts him off, growing visibly angry

Jack: That’s right Carnage, I have a title. And I’ve worked damn hard to keep it as well…….I’m just doing what I have to do. Take my advice, if you want to stay fit and healthy then stay out of my way, or I’ll take you down like everybody else.

Carnage: I’d like to see you try Jack, I really would.

Jack: Is that so? Well how about if I go and ask WCW for a match against you, tonight? I’ll give you a proper welcome to ACW.

Carnage: That would suit me just fine, Jack. I’ll see you in the ring, my friend.

Carnage walks off calmly as if nothing has happened; Jack stomps off in the opposite direction to WCW’s office, determined to put his old friend firmly in his place.

Fade out.

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Match 3: Yoko Satoshi v Tyrant

The new recruits to ACW have proven their credentials are sound, and the next match gives another recent arrival the chance to build on his impressive debut against the ACW world champion.

Philip: This next match is an intergender match, scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Orange County California………Tyrant!

Sober by Tool hits, and Tyrant comes down to the ring with a determined look on his face; he, like everyone else, has seen what his opponent is capable of following her extraordinary PPV performance and he is not about to underestimate her.

Then “Flower of Carnage” hits, and Yoko walks out into the light of the arena to a huge reception.

Philip: And his opponent, from Okinawa Japan………..Yoko Satoshi!

Yoko hops up into the ring and waves to the crowd; Tyrant watches her very closely. The referee is keen to get things started and he motions to the timekeeper for the bell.

Bell Rings.

Tyrant looks down at Yoko; with a 16 inch height distance he is not being impolite but rather does not have any choice in the matter. Yoko herself isn’t put off; she moves in and stamps on Tyrant’s foot to distract him before unleashing a flurry of blows to his chest and lower body. Tyrant feels the shots but is not knocked down by them, and he counters by whipping Yoko against the ropes and landing a single massive punch on her return to knock her flat. Tyrant scoops Yoko up and he has an easy time landing a strong powerbomb; He kneels on one knee and pins with a single hand, but Yoko breaks out of the lazy pin before 2. Yoko rolls away and back to her feet; Tyrant makes a grab but Yoko slips aside so that Tyrant only manages to get hold of one arm. Tyrant whips Yoko to the corner and immediately goes for a turnbuckle splash, but Yoko faces him and raises a foot, just high enough so that the charging Tyrant drives his most sensitive part against it. The crowd audibly winces and Tyrant staggers back before dropping to one knee, clutching his groin; Yoko doesn’t need any further encouragement and she nails her Pop from Okinawa (Shining Wizard). Yoko pins Tyrant as she drops and she gets a 2 count; Tyrant shoves her off roughly and complains about the low blow to the referee. Yoko feigns innocence and protests that her petite stature makes it impossible for her to aim any higher when defending herself; the referee shrugs and decides to let the incident pass.

Both participants get back to their feet, and Tyrant moves in quickly, set on wearing Yoko down with all possible speed. Yoko tries to evade Tyrant but her opponent is known for having surprising speed despite his size, and he cuts off her escape before landing a dropkick to her face. Yoko falls, and Tyrant focuses on her legs; he stamps and kicks, causing Yoko to cry out in pain, before switching his attention to her lower back; more kicks are followed with his trademark Tidal Wave (a fireman’s carry with a lift over the head that ends in a backbreaker). Yoko clutches at the base of her spine and tries to stand, but Tyrant knocks her back down and turns her over into the Sharpshooter. All of his preparation makes Tyrant’s hold extra painful, and Yoko thrashes as she tries desperately to break free. Tyrant just grins; his strength is far greater than Yoko’s and her efforts are fruitless. The referee asks Yoko if she is OK; her face is screwed up in agony but Yoko’s pride absolutely will not allow her to submit, and with almost superhuman effort she claws her way toward the ropes. Tyrant digs in and holds her for a few moments longer, but finally Yoko gets one hand on the bottom rope and the ref orders Tyrant to break the hold. Tyrant does so, and regards his opponent; Yoko is visibly sweating and her hair is starting to get matted from this. Tyrant rolls Yoko on to her back and holds her down for the pin; somehow Yoko raises one shoulder up just before 3, and the crowd cheer for her as she rolls out of the ring to try and find some breathing space.

Tyrant is quick to follow, and Yoko starts to panic a little; as she runs she catches her foot on the ring’s apron cover and falls. Tyrant pounces and Yoko rolls, but she is a little disorientated and she mistakenly slips under the ring. The ref comes to have a look at what is going on, and confusion reigns as Tyrant tries to pursue Yoko; he only gets a little way however before he realises his mistake. His large frame makes it tricky for him to manoeuvre, and he struggles to get out from between the ladders, tables and other items routinely stored beneath the ring. Meanwhile Yoko has easily slipped though to the other side and she re-enters the ring; the referee restarts the count and Tyrant only makes it back to the ring at eight, dust covered and looking more than a little pissed off. Tyrant’s anger makes him stronger but less accurate; he throws punches at Yoko who has to duck and swerve to avoid being KO’d on the spot. Tyrant lashes out and Yoko slips aside, but Tyrant hits the referee instead and he crumples to the ground. Just then there is a surge of noise from the crowd, and Yoko swears under her breath as she sees Rey McFoley approaching at speed, belt in hand – the lightweight champ has evidently been waiting for an opportunity to attack without being seen. Rey rockets into the ring and goes straight for Yoko; he hits her in the face with the belt and Yoko falls, but in doing so Rey removes the only thing between him and Tyrant, and Tyrant lands a crushing kick on Rey which he had originally intended for Yoko. Rey is also sent flying backwards and Tyrant stalks around the ring, loudly declaring his superiority over all of those currently within it. Rey is furious and forgets himself for a moment, yelling abuse at Tyrant; this turns out to be a serious mistake as Tyrant quickly moves in and scoops up his unscheduled opponent for a huge elefant bomb that lands Rey on his head in the manner of a piledriver. The crowd cheers Tyrant since none of them are keen on Rey, and the lightweight champ rolls out of the ring just as the referee is getting back to his feet. Tyrant turns around, but he has made a critical error by giving Yoko the chance to recover; he walks straight into a stunning jumping clothesline from Yoko that dazes him, and Yoko sweeps his legs to knock him down before locking on a dragon sleeper. Tyrant kneels and struggles but Yoko hangs on, and Tyrant weakens and then slumps down on the mat; the referee raises his hand once, then twice, and Yoko never takes her eyes off of Rey on the outside as Tyrant’s hand drops for a third and final time and the referee calls for the bell.

Philip: Here is your winner………….Yoko Satoshi!

The match has concluded, but Yoko is no longer interested in the result; instead she releases Tyrant and jumps up on to the turnbuckle, grabbing a mic from an assistant before confronting the lightweight champion.

Yoko: REY! What exactly is wrong with you? First SDS, now this! Tell me, if your warped brain has a reason, why you are so determined to disrupt my matches! I haven’t done anything to you at all!

Rey stands on the outside, rubbing his head and anxiously checking for any damage to the lightweight belt; at Yoko’s sharp tone he holds the belt a little closer.

Rey: It’s not what you’ve done, Yoko………it’s what you might do. You see, you should be flattered……I consider you to be one of the main threats to this title, my title. You’re not good enough to beat me now, and I don’t intend to let you get into a position where you might be so.

Yoko: Is that a fact? Well Rey, I’d say you’re quite a bit too late……I am more than capable of beating you, and if you step into this ring I’ll prove it, once and for all. Failure is not a word that I understand.

Rey: Oh no, Yoko, I’m not going to fall for that trick. You think you’re so clever, but I see right through you……..if we meet, Miss Satoshi, it will be on my terms. Until then, you should watch your back……because you will never know when I’m going to strike next.

Rey smiles maliciously and starts to back away; Yoko’s eyes blaze with anger but she stays cool.

Yoko: Fine, slink away you coward………I am not going to forget this, my goal from now on will be to crush anyone who stands between me and you. And when I catch up to you, Rey, you’ll wish you never set eyes on that title belt.

Rey and Yoko stare for a few more seconds before Rey disappears into the back; Yoko gives a small nod and waves once more to her fans before handing back the mic and making her own way backstage to prepare her plan of action.

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Segment: Barbed wire: Belt or Bust (Credit: BK London)

Warrior by Lloyd Banks hits and London makes his way through the curtain down to the ring. As London walks down to the ring he see signs like "Tough Luck London" and "Better Luck next time London". London ignores them and he enters the ring, Phillip hands him the mic and London has a special announcement.

London: Now, I know all of you saw Seven Deadly Sins where I lost another one of my matches. Well at Heatwave I can tell you all it will be me vs Spider in a one on one match for the Entertainment Championship.

The crowd erupts in cheers for the spectacular match.

London: But that is not it, it won't just be any match. This is the final encounter for us, for the last time it will be Spider vs BK London so the Commish has decided that it will be none other than a Barbed Wire Rope Match. Where these 4 ropes around me will be exchanged with Barbed Wire.

The crowd stands on his feet for this match as they are really excited at this final bout. It is sure to be one for the ages.

London: But ever since I lost at 7DS, from Sunday to last night I couldn't sleep. I played the match over and over in my head and I couldn't figure out what happened, what was wrong? But now I realize that when I play those matches over, it was me. So at Heatwave if I lose this match, my ACW contract is terminated. In other words, I am fired.

[i[Crowd: Booooo[/i]

London: I know, I know I had to think a lot about that but I realized it was the right decision.

BK London drops the mic and he slides out the ring and he walks to the back while his music plays. The crowd is certainly angered with this decision made by London. As he walks up the ramp he is followed by a chorus of boos.

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Match 4: Poco Locos v White Rose

”Evolution” by Motorhead hits, and Co – Chairman WCW comes down to the ring with an unpleasant smile on his face; the crowd shout and jeer angrily, but WCW just takes up a seat at ringside to watch his new “problem solvers” carry out their first assignment.

Philip: The next match is an intergender match, and it is also a handicap match for the ACW Tag Team titles.

”Beautiful People” hits, and the crowd’s anger becomes louder and more forceful.

Philip: Introducing first, the challengers……the ACW lightweight champion Rey McFoley and El Loco, known together as the Poco Locos!

Rey and EL are washed by a wave of angry sound as they come down to the ring, but all they can think about is getting their hands on the tag team gold, and they have a lean and ravenous look about them as they pace about the ring.

Then “Scars of Time” hits, and Rose steps out on to the stage with both tag belts on her shoulder.

Philip: And their opponent, defending the Tag Titles……..Alexandra Kaesar, the White Rose!

Rose walks down to the ring; the crowd is quieter, not really knowing how to react. Rose climbs into the ring and takes a last close look at the belts before handing them to the referee; the ref seems to pity Rose but she glares angrily at him, she has no desire for pity or any other weak emotion. Despite the odds Rose is determined not to give up the titles without a huge fight, and Rey and EL look just a little nervous as they face her.

The referee calls the parties to order, and EL decides to start for the Pocos. Rey climbs out of the ring, and the signal is given for the match to start.

Bell Rings.

EL flexes his muscles and advances on Rose; he still bitterly remembers the first time they fought one another, and he is determined to make Rose pay for that humiliation. EL doesn’t pull his punches, but Rose is driven forward by all her anger and sorrow, and she lands blow after blow on her opponent before finally smashing him to the ground with a powerful roundhouse kick to the skull. Rose yells at EL and orders him to get up and face her once more; EL’s expression is twisted with rage and he charges Rose, but she counters into a back drop, swiftly following up with an attempt to use the figure 4 before EL can pick himself up. EL senses the danger and scrabbles away before Rose can lock in the hold; Rose rolls back to her feet and pursues but now EL takes the initiative and whips Rose into his own corner, where Rey and he submit Rose to a devastating double – team attack, punching and kicking her all over her body. WCW claps, but the referee is less impressed and he orders Rey to break off his assault; EL and Rey make a tag and they use every second of the transfer period to continue the attack before Rey takes over on his own once more. Rey still bears many scars from the TLC match at SDS, but considering the amount of punishment that he has taken he looks remarkably well recovered and his desire for more gold and glory has only been increased. Rose has a height advantage over Rey, but Rey overcomes this by focusing in on Rose’s lower body and he forces her back to the ropes. Rose gathers her strength and then kicks Rey away before launching into a moonsault from the second rope. Rose covers, and the count is at 2 before Rey breaks free.

Rey is doing his best to project a strong image of himself, but Rose realises that Rey is still suffering some of the after effects from the PPV, and she moves to capitalise on this. Rose deliberately shifts the battle away from the Poco corner to isolate Rey, and she goes to work with a strong Dragon suplex before aggravating an existing injury to Rey’s shoulder by ramming it over and over again into the turnbuckle. Rose spins Rey around to face her; in other matches she would force a kiss upon her opponent, but instead she slaps Rey across the face and his cheek glows an angry red. Rey is incensed and is fired to fight back; he and Rose struggle and both try to set up for the same move, a Tornado DDT. Eventually Rey is successful and he nails the move on Rose; he pins but Rose is away at two. Both participants rise back to their feet and Rey charges Rose for a clothesline; Rose sidesteps but Rey skids to a halt and jumps up to kick Rose in the back and make her stagger and fall forward. Rose slumps over the middle rope and Rey immediately goes for the 619, but Rose manages to evade at the very last second by rolling off of the rope. Rey swings back around and lands on the apron; from outside the ropes he grabs Rose by the hair as she stands back up and then runs along to smash her forehead into the turnbuckle. Rose is dizzy and Rey slips back into the ring; he lifts her up and sets up for the Untimely Death, Rose tries to escape but Rey is too strong and too quick, and the move is executed before she can do so. Rey covers and is already planning his victory celebration, but the crowd roars as Rose’s arm shoots into the air just before the 3 count is given, and Rey is dumbstruck as Rose gets back up, defiance lighting up her eyes.

WCW’s face is the very image of fury; he yells at Rey, who responds by quickly heading back to his corner and making a tag back to EL. EL and Rose begin to fight once more, and Rose does not see the Co – Chairman leave his seat and quietly walk around to the opposite side of the ring. As Rose tries to use the ropes to gain speed for an attack WCW blatantly grabs her foot and causes her to fall; the referee sees his action and angrily runs over to WCW, who gets up on the apron and starts arguing loudly. This is exactly what Rey has been waiting for; with the ref distracted he re – enters the ring and Rose finds herself fighting both Pocos at once. Rose battles like a Russian bear, striking down the Pocos again and again, and the crowd’s reaction to her courageous stand is extraordinary; swearing and cursing, Rey slides out of the ring and returns with a chair, and the crowd yells angrily as EL restrains Rose, and Rey takes a shot at her head. Rose slumps, but her eyes stay open and she stares at Rey; Rey just smirks and hits her again. The referee is starting to get tired of WCW and is about to order him away from the ring, so the Pocos finish off their plan; they lay the now bleeding Rose over the middle rope and together land the Poco Loco Express (simultaneous 619s) before Rey exits the ring. WCW jumps off of the turnbuckle and the referee turns to see EL’s pin; all 3 of the conspirators grin as the referee counts 1,2 – Rose kicks, and the audience goes bananas as the colour drains from WCW’s face. The Co – Chairman can’t believe it and his jaw drops; Rose gets back up but she is clearly running on empty, and Rey shouts out a final instruction to EL. Rose hooks up her “Mark of the Rose” and it hits, but EL busts out of her pin at 2.5, and as the referee is picking himself up from the count EL grabs Rose and runs with her to his own corner……where Rey is holding up his lightweight title belt. The crowd gasps at the impact as Rose’s head is driven against metal, and EL hits his “Dark Calling”; he drives his nails into Rose’s already bloodied face and this time Rose’s efforts are not enough; the referee makes the 1-2-3 count and the bell rings.

Philip: Here are your winners…….the Poco Locos!

Rey and EL celebrate, hugging one another and snatching the belts from the referee before parading around the ring to display them; Rey climbs the turnbuckles and taunts the crowd with his double gold. Rose pulls herself back to her feet and stands up straight; with great dignity she steps out of the ring on to the apron. WCW has been applauding the Pocos, but as he sees Rose leaving he gestures to his new recruits and they break off their festivities, closing in from behind like hyenas on a hunt. Rose does not turn to them, but she senses their approach; the pocos raise their belts to strike but as they do so ”The Game” by Motorhead hits and RDK stamps out on to the stage, rolling up his sleeves and obviously ready for a fight. Rose steps down from the ring and slowly walks away; the Pocos watch her go but RDK’s presence keeps them from trying anything, and the crowd actually cheers Rose for the first time ever, for her massive effort in the match. RDK waits for Rose to pass by and then makes sure that she is well separated from the Pocos before returning backstage himself; WCW and the Pocos make their own way out with the crowd shouting and booing them all the way.

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Segment: A Friend in Need (Credit: Bladeshadow)

Blade walks into V-3’s locker room, obviously distraught.

V-3: Whoa, what’s up man….you look like you just had your death warrant signed?

BS: No V-3…worse.

Blade slumps down on a bench and cradles his head on one hand.

V-3: My god, what could be worse than your death?

BS: The loss of a loved one….it’s Raye……….she’s been kidnapped by that SOB PDogg

V-3: No, no way man, I can’t believe it……I know Pdogg probably better than anyone here, I know he’s bad, but I didn’t think he would go so far…..

BS: No…this isn’t the same Pdogg that you faced... this one is different, more evil, maybe he’s been hanging around Kain too long, or maybe he just snapped, I don’t know. But he has her, and he says he is going to keep her till he gets a title match at Heatwave.

V-3: Damn, he really took Raye? You saw her?

BS: Yea, and it gets worse, he said I have to be his puppet until the match at Heatwave.

V-3: You can’t be serious, there’s no way you can let him…<br>
BS(angrily, interrupting V3): I have no other choice!… he had a knife to her throat man.

V-3: OK, OK………so what’s next?

BS: Well, that’s what I came here for, he said I have to fight my best friend tonight.

V-3: You mean……?

BS: Yup…<br>
V-3: Well, then you know what, let’s go out there and have one of our greatest matches ever.

BS: You mean you’re not angry? You know, I can’t go easy on you…<br>
V-3: Dude, I’d be more angry if you said you were going to go easy on me.

BS: Thanks, that’s one load off my mind at least. Now I have just got to hope he doesn’t harm her……

Blade’s voice starts to crack a little once more; V3 puts a hand on his shoulder.

V-3: I don’t think he can, because he knows that if he does, he’ll not only get his ass kicked by the world champion, but he’ll lose what will probably be his only chance at a title shot. Whatever happens Blade, I’ll be right here if you need me.

BS: That’s true, thanks man, and good luck tonight.

V-3: Thanks…..but I think you’re the one that’s going to need all the luck from now on.

The pair shake hands and Blade goes back to his own locker room to prepare for his match.

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Match 5: Kross vs GWD (Credit: White Rose)

The sold out crowd in the ACW are on their feet and have been entertained throughout the highs and the lows of the night. They are restless, but that all ends as Philip enters the ring.

Philip: Ladies and Gentleman, this match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, from Vatican City, Michael Kross!

Vater Unser by E Nomine hits and Kross comes out from behind the curtain. His gray cloak and enormous cross make him an intimidating person to witness. The fans cheer him wildly. He walks down to the ring, he is pure concentration, and his crusade for his God his only cause. He takes off his cloak, lays down his cross and enters the ring. After Kross takes his corner, Philip renews his introductions.

Philip: And next, from Stauton, Virginia, Please Welcome GWD!

Many in the crowd are booing GWD and it seems to affect him a lot. He stops and yells at a boy in the crowd. He has a look of self doubt on his face and he is also very disappointed in his performance at Seven Deadly Sins. He steps into the ring nonchalantly and takes his corner, his stare meets the stare of Kross. Philip leaves and the Referee calls for the bell.

Bell Rings.

Both men are in their corners and exchange cold stares, neither man is intimidated nor afraid. Suddenly Kross charges and clotheslines GWD into the turnbuckle. Kross kicks him a few times before Irish Whipping him to the other turnbuckle and clotheslining him yet again. GWD falls to the ground and is picked up again by Kross. Kross tries to piledriver him, but it is reversed into a back body drop. GWD waits until Kross is on his feet, then he delivers an excellent dropkick. GWD is feeling more confident and will stop at nothing to defeat Kross, and Kross feels the same way. Kross rises quickly following the dropkick and he is met with a DDT from GWD. GWD climbs the nearest turnbuckle and jumps off with a beautiful Elbow Drop, but Kross moves out of the way and GWD hits the mat. Both men rise to their feet at roughly the exact same time. Kross charges and lets out a flying knee that connects and knocks GWD down. While GWD is down, Kross locks in a figure four leglock. GWD screams in pain, he cannot muster the strength to physically move Kross to the other end of the mat, he can only try and reverse the hold. Kross tightens the hold and GWD screams in pain, GWD tries to turn Kross over and the two struggle for quite a few seconds. Finally, GWD is able to turn Kross over and now Kross is feeling the pain, but having superior leg strength, he breaks the hold in seconds. Both men climb to their feet and as they stagger, GWD unleashes a Super Kick on Kross and Kross is down. GWD goes up top and comes off with a big body splash and it connects, but GWD holds his stomach in pain for a few seconds before pinning him. GWD goes for the pin and the referee counts 1………2……., but somehow Kross kicks out. Both men have little energy left and slowly rise to their feet where Kross hits GWD with a dropkick. Kross picks up GWD and hits him with a stomach breaker on what appears to be GWD’s hurt stomach. Kross does not stop there and he picks up GWD and delivers a Snake Eyes manoeuvre by dropping GWD neck first on the ropes. Kross signals for the end, he picks up GWD, but GWD fights back and hits Kross with rights and lefts. GWD hits a Hip Toss on Kross and follows it up with a drop kick. Kross is being hit by a barrage of moves and GWD hits him with a Super Kick. Kross stops the Super Kick, spins GWD around, and ends GWD’s offence with a spinning heel kick. With GWD down, Kross scales the top turnbuckle and hits the Divine Wrath, his variation of the 450 splash. Kross stays on top of GWD and the Referee counts 1……….2……….3 and the fans erupt in cheers.

Bell Rings

Philip re-enters the ring.

Philip: The winner of this match by pinfall, Michael Kross!

Kross gets his hand raised and rolls out of the ring and heads backstage, satisfied that he has pleased The Lord and pleased in his own abilities. GWD stands up and is disappointed in his loss, he goes backstage and resolves that somehow, some way, he will defeat Kross in the future.