Meltdown 30th September 2004

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

ACW Thursday Night Meltdown 30th September 2004

Schedule of Matches:
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Fallen Souls v Dragon v Brian Carnage

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Sgt Pilko v Ridley

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Predator v Amo v Gooeygarth - Junior Title, No DQ

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V-3 & Blade v Kain & TNT

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White Rose v Donatello Enzo

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RDK v Skurai - Non-Title Brass Knucks on a Pole Match

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[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Opening segment: The best laid plans…..(Credit: Angelo Giovanni)

Meltdown is opened with the fans lucky enough to get tickets to tonight’s show literally bouncing off the walls, all trying to get their carefully crafted banners into the opening shot. This shot is only brief, however, as the titantron quickly fires up, bringing up a scene in The Italian Mafia’s locker room. Angelo Giovanni reclines in a tall black leather chair, with Donatello Enzo and John Gotti standing in front of him.

Giovanni: Ok Donatello, tonight you got the #1 contender for the World Title in a one on one. Beating Rose tonight will open new doors for your career, Enzo baby!

Enzo: I know, I mean if I beat Rose I could be the next #1 contender. Heck I could be the next World Champ.

Gotti: Hey well first you gotta prove yourself. And you’re gonna prove yourself by beating that bitch later tonight.

Giovanni: Donatello, if you need any help at all tonight, just give a chin flick towards the titantron. Gotti, if he needs to, once he signals I want you down to that ring in less than 30 seconds. You got me?

Gotti: Yes.

Enzo: Yeah boss.

Giovanni: Good.

A backstage worker walks into the room.

Worker: Mr. Giovanni, Chairman Gingerdude wants to know who the opponents of Bladeshadow and V-3 are going to be.

Giovanni: Well son, you go to Ginger and tell him that they will face TNT and –

Abruptly, Enzo shoves the surprised worker out of the room and slams the door. Giovanni looks quite angry at this.

Giovanni: What the hell are you doing, Donatello?

Both Enzo and Gotti look at their feet.

Enzo: Err…..well boss, you see…..you know you told Gotti and I to go and make TNT and Kain offers they couldn’t refuse?

Giovanni’s expression is darkening.

Giovanni: Yes….

Gotti (nervously): Um, well, to put it bluntly…….they DID refuse.

Enzo: And they weren’t very polite about it. TNT badmouthed your entire family and said that he’s no – one’s lapdog, and Kain…<br>
Gotti lifts up his shirt to show horrendous bruising on his chest. Giovanni gives a sigh, and shakes his head. There’s another knock at the door…..

Gotti: Boss, what are we going to tell the Chairman?

Giovanni: Shut up, I’m thinking here……….I wonder….yeah, I’m a genius, those guys still owe me! Gotti, get the car, right away. Enzo? Tell the kid outside that we’ll be along to see Ginger when we’re good and ready.

With that, Angelo throws opens the door and walks away quickly with Gotti running behind him, and the scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Too big for her boots? (Credit: Yoko)

The shot is of Chairman Gingerdude’s office. He’s working away diligently, lost in his thoughts until there’s a knock at the door. Ginger finishes what’s he’s doing, making his visitor wait for his attention.

Ginger: You can come in now.

The door to Ginger's office swings open and Yoko Satoshi steps into the room.

Ginger: Please, sit down.

Yoko sits down in the chair in front of Ginger's desk.

Ginger: I understand you wanted to talk to me about something.

Yoko: Yes, it's something very important.

Ginger: I respect the fact that you came here by yourself. Go on.

Yoko smiles at Ginger.

Yoko: Give me a world title shot.

Ginger smiles back at her.

Ginger: Tell me why you think you deserve it.

Yoko: Because ever since I came here, I've proven time and time again that I'm as good as anyone else, better even. I've moved up in the ranks rapidly, and I outgrew the Lightweight Title.

Ginger: You left out the parts where you and your "buddies" disrupted matches. The parts where you purposely tried to severely injure my roster, the people I PAY to perform whether they're injured or not.

Yoko doesn't respond.

Ginger: So now that you've told me why you think you deserve your shot, you tell me what gives you the right to just walk in here in and ask me to consider giving you a shot.

Yoko: I didn't ask you to think about it. I said GIVE ME a shot.

Ginger: Absolutely not.

Yoko stares at him.

Yoko: Listen to me, y-

Ginger: No Yoko, YOU will listen to ME, as your employer and your superior. You think you're a bigshot now that you're with Ridley, huh? You think you can walk in here and boss me around, don't you? I may have accidentally given you that impression before, when you and Orochi started your team. But make no mistake, you don't frighten me.

It's as simple as this. You've been around for what, three months? Not only were you not with us in the GFWWE, you didn't even know how to wrestle when you came here. You're too green, and your attitude needs an adjustment. That is why you're not getting a title shot now, and not ever if you continue to act this way.

Yoko: I don't have to sit here and listen to you talk to me this way.

Ginger: You're right, you don't. So get out of my office.

He points to the door, clearly very displeased.

Yoko stares for a moment, then stands up and storms out of the office.

The door slams behind her, and Ginger just sighs and goes back to his paperwork as the scene fades out and the show cuts to a commercial break.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 1: Fallen Souls v Dragon v Brian Carnage (Credit: White Rose)

The show comes back from commercial with all three combatants in the ring and the final strains of "Open Your Eyes" leaving the arena. The fans are cheering loudly in anticipation of what promises to be a wild and crazy match. Philip exits the ring and the referee checks all three men for hidden weapons. All three men stare each other down, not sure what to expect.

Bell Rings.

FSX and Dragon circle each other, after last week’s match each man is intent on letting the other make the first mistake. Fallen charges forward and Dragon hits him with a running knee attack. Carnage then charges forward and takes down Dragon, but as Dragon hits the ground, he sweeps Carnage’s legs out from under him and jumps to his feet. FSX get up quickly, but Dragon grabs him from behind with a sleeper. FXS rams Dragon into the nearest turnbuckle and forces him to release the hold. FXS turns an he and Dragon trade blows back and forth. Carnage runs in and clotheslines both men down to the mat. Carnage gives both men the boot picks Dragon up, but as he does, FSX comes from behind and hits Carnage with a back suplex. FXS takes control by hitting a suplex and as Dragon gets up, FSX hits a hits a dropkick and Dragon falls out of the ring. Dragon gets to his feet and FSX hits him with a baseball slide, knocking him into the barrier. FXS climbs out of the ring after Dragon and punches him into the face as he is hung out to dry on the barrier. Carnage stays in the ring the entire time and bids his time. FSX gives the stunned Dragon an Irish whip into the steel steps and follows it up with a running knee onto Dragon’s lower back. Fallen then grabs Dragon and slides him into the ring. FSX slides into the ring after Dragon and sees Dragon about to get to his feet, but a quick, stiff kick stops him from getting up. FSX picks Dragon up and Irish Whips him into the ropes, but suddenly Dragon dives in the air and hits FXS with a flying shoulder block. Dragon covers FSX, the referee counts 1……2…..,but Carnage kicks Dragon off before the 3.

Carnage picks FSX up and hits him with a Sitdown Powerbomb into the pin, but before the Referee can count, Dragon breaks the pin with a Dropkick. Dragon gains control and hits FSX with a DDT right as he gets to his feet. Dragon covers again and the Referee counts 1……2…..,but Carnage breaks the pin the same as before. Dragon whips FSX against the ropes and as he rebounds, FSX goes to clothesline, but Dragon ducks and as FSX comes back, he is hit by a powerslam into the pin, The Referee Counts 1….2……, but Carnage breaks the pin. Carnage picks FSX up and hits him with a perfect Gorilla Press Slam. Dragon then picks FSX up and puts him in position for the piledriver, but FSX Reverses it into a back body drop. Dragon get to his feet quickly and is hit by a running clothesline from Carnage. FSX quickly comes behind Carnage and hits him with a skull shattering reverse DDT. Dragon is down on the mat and FSX gives him boots to the stomach and ribs. Dragon fights to his feet and FSX kicks him and sets him up for a piledriver of his own, but Dragon reverses it into a rollup, The Referee counts 1…….2…, but FSX shifts his weight and pins Dragon, The Referee counts 1…….2……..3. FSX gets his hand raised by the Ref as Philip enters the ring.

Bell Rings.

Philip: Here is your winner by pinfall, FSX!

FSX quickly leaves the ring and is delighted in his victory. Dragon feels like he was robbed of a victory and Carnage wonders what in the hell just happened. It appears as if FSX has stolen a nice victory against two skilled opponents.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: A Kidnapping (Credit: Latino)

The titantron lights up to show a exterior shot of a very large building; it clearly isn’t any part of the ACW complex. There’s the sound of sirens in the background, and as the shot pans across an ambulance rolls into view, lights flashing. From the building, men and women in white coats dash out and unload a stretcher, and it’s obvious now that we’re looking at the entrance to a hospital. But the ambulance isn’t what the audience is interested in; a short distance away, the familiar figure of BK London can be seen pacing up and down on a patch of grass. He’s talking into his cell phone; evidently in taking revenge on Latino during the last show, he’s sustained a number of small burns on his arms and legs.

London (on his cell phone): What!? What do you mean I’m not needed?

Ginger: You heard me. Tonight you are not needed and the last thing I want is for another damn explosion going off in my arena. Now take the night off and relax.

London: Well aren’t you going to send me some kind of transportation? I’m stuck at this damn hospital recovering from these damn burns.

Ginger: You should have thought of that before you blew-.

London hangs up the phone, looking peeved.

London: Now I have to catch a damn cab. As if my salary isn’t pathetic enough as it is…. Hey!

As if on cue, a cab pulls up next to London. He gets in very carefully, doing his best not to further agitate any of his injuries.

London: Hey man, can you take me to the airport? I just want to get out of this city as fast as I can.

Driver’s Voice: Sorry carboné pero, we aren’t going to any airport tonight. I have got plans for you.

London: What the hell, Laureano?

Latino (turning around): That’s right, it’s me London. You thought you had me last Monday, didn’t you? Well tonight you will pay for it all. But first, let’s take a little tour……

All the doors in the cab are locked before London can react, and the cab’s wheels spin before the vehicle screeches off into the night at breakneck speed, scattering people as it goes. As the scene fades, the last thing which is heard is Latino’s eerie, hollow laughter…….

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: The Sins of the Father…….. (Credit: Ridley)

The door to the empty Demon Pit groans on its hinges as Ridley pushes it open and walks to his throne, a pensive look on his face and a large book in his hand. Druid 2 is behind him, carrying a dark blue cloak over one shoulder.

Ridley sits down on the throne, blows the dust off the pages, and begins skimming through.

Druid 2: Anything yet, my lord?

Ridley: Nothing yet....you're SURE there was nothing else in that warehouse?

Druid 2: You helped comb it, m'lord. I daresay you'd have found anything else.

Ridley: ........wait.....

He begins reading aloud, half to himself, in an almost-mumble, his mind hurrying to process the information.

Ridley: "....however I may try to shake her, she continues to plague me with allegations that the child is mine. I cannot risk this becoming common knowledge, as I cannot afford to bring her with me and have no desire to do so."

The druid and the master share a look.

Druid 2: A breakthrough?

Ridley: Perhaps. (continues) "I have no recourse, as she continues to hang over me like the spectre of death; the child, as well, is an albatross around my neck, and while it is regrettable, it will have to be dealt with as well."

A pause as Ridley thinks about something for a second, an unreadable look upon his face.

Ridley: ...."My conscience, everything that I am as a human, begs me not to follow through with this. However, I must do it, to save my professional life and any hope of a future; so it is that I leap headlong into the pits of Hell..."

Another pause, this time with Ridley obviously becoming uncomfortable as he takes a breath, swallows rather hard, and continues, determined to get to the bottom of things.

Ridley: "November 1, 1974. I have done the deed. God help me, for my conscience eats away at my soul like the fires of Hell now....(skips down the page)....but truly brutal, which I now reflect was somewhat ironic, considering my reputation in the profession. After I was sure that the breath had been stopped...."

At this point, Ridley's breath begins to labor itself slightly. The pieces of the puzzle are beginning to fall together for him as he scans the next lines.

Ridley: "....body disposal was an immediate priority, as was the assurance that the child would not suffer. I drove a railroad spike through her stomach, which also served as a weight, and left the body in the Cahaba River....I must escape this life; I am leaving the wrestling business, as well as my current place of residence. May my unborn child, be it son or daughter, forgive me for this deed...but it had to be done---"

Ridley slams the book shut, drops it next to the throne, and grits his teeth, unable to continue the reading. His eyes are warped with the traffic of a thousand different thoughts, emotions, and logic processes, until---

Ridley: Get that cloak tested.

The druid unfurls it, revealing blood stained all over the cloak in the familiar "splatter pattern".

Druid 2: Tested?

Ridley: DNA testing. I want to see if the blood on that matches mine. If it does....then it's true, I suppose.

Druid 2: ...you doubt it?

Ridley: Not particularly. They told me while I was growing up in the orphanage back in Birmingham that my mother died giving birth to me; it makes sense that they'd cover it up. And the Cahaba is the closest river to the city, so....I'd say his story checks out.

Druid 2: What now?

Ridley leans back in the throne, staring at the ceiling, and waves to the druid.

Ridley: Go. Get that blood compared with mine. I'll be waiting for the answer.

Druid 2: Yes, m'lord.

As his servant hurries off, Ridley briefly pauses, reflecting on the revelation that he has just experienced.

Ridley: .....so, was I a mistake? He simply didn't succeed in dealing with me before I could be born?

Silently, Ridley rises and walks over to the door once more. The silence is abruptly shattered as he shoves the door wide open, slamming it against the wall, and walks out of the Demon Pit.

Ridley: Either way.....I'll have my fulfillment.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 2: Sgt Pilko vs Ridley (Ending Credit: Ridley)

After all the drama of the last few minutes, the fans are hungry for some honest – to – goodness action, and the forthcoming contest seems certain to deliver.

Philip: This match is scheduled for one fall………introducing first, from Newcastle, England…..Sgt Pilko!

“Theme from Assault on Precinct 13” hits, and Pilko makes his appearance; he’s clearly nervous, and he has every right to be. The fans give him what sounds like some sympathetic support; Pilko’s under no illusions about what he has to face, but he’s determined to give the match his all and just maybe surprise a few people. He runs his fingers through his gelled brown hair, and gathers his strength mentally and physically.

Pilko has only just reached the ring when the lights die, and the noise jacks up several notches….

GONG…..

GONG…….

Philip: And his opponent, from Southeastern Birmingham, Alabama…………the Lord of Hardcore, Ridley!!

“Monochromatic Stains” is roaring throughout the arena as Philip finishes, and the sound is deafening as Ridley’s unmistakable form stalks out on to the entrance stage. Ridley’s without his druids, but the effect is no less chilling, and people hold their loved ones closer as he passes by. Upon reaching the apron, Ridley snaps his arms upward to raise the lights, discards his cloak, and vaults into the ring – in the background Rose, Orochi and Yoko are seen making their way to the ringside area, where they take up positions to watch the match a reasonable distance away. Ridley moves quickly up to Pilko, who holds his position and doesn’t want to appear afraid. The gesture is courageous but ultimately stupid as Ridley lays down a pair of lightning – quick kicks to the torso, and the match is on regardless of whether the ref’s ready or not. [/i]

Bell Rings.

Most people when faced with the Lord of Hardcore choose to adopt a cautious approach, but not so Sgt. Pilko; he reasons that this tactic has never once been a success, and with this in mind he charges forward at the bell, driving his head into Ridley’s gut as he ducks down. Ridley’s caught out and knocked down, but as he falls he’s already got hold of Pilko, and before the pair hit the ground Ridley has reversed the situation so that it’s Pilko who ends up hitting the mat first. Ridley smashes blow after blow into Pilko’s head before jumping up and using his foot for a bit of variety; Pilko is dazed, but he’s no green recruit to the wrestling world and he rolls aside, grabbing Ridley’s foot and holding on to it as he rises so that he can get in some kicks to the knee joint and calf before Ridley pulls his leg away. The pair lock up, and Pilko’s muscular physique helps him to withstand the pressure from Ridley until he’s able to adjust his grip and whip him away to the ropes. Pilko moves forward to try and continue the attack, but Ridley makes use of the ropes for a quebrada instead, knocking Pilko to the floor. Ridley pins more out of curiousity than anything else, and gets a 2; inside though he’s still turning over thoughts about his recent discoveries, and this tiny lapse of concentration is grabbed by Pilko, who breaks the pin, hops up and delivers a snap suplex with all the speed that he can muster. The crowd cheers this, but it also serves to bring Ridley’s mind back to the here and now, and Pilko walks into a skull shattering Yakuza Kick. Pilko keels over, but keeps rolling before Ridley can think about a cover, and inadvertently rolls out of the ring. As far as Ridley’s concerned this is the signal for playtime, and with a fanged grin he springs out of the ring and lands lightly within inches of Pilko, just as he’s getting up.

Ridley uses a tazzplex to start his “tutorial”; his next move is to send Pilko into one of the corner posts before working over his chest and gut with rapid machine gun left – right punches. This prevents any effective retaliation by Pilko, but also leaves Ridley very close to his opponent, and when Ridley tries to switch to a different style of fighting Pilko slaps on a chokehold and slams Ridley hard to the floor. The crowd cheers, but really this is just a cue for Ridley to do his OHMYGAWDITSSATAN sit – up, making Pilko visibly jump back. Pilko decides that retreat is not a dirty word, and he hares off around the ring; Ridley though short – cuts across the ring itself and connects with Pilko using a high – speed baseball slide that drives Pilko right into one of the announce desks. Pilko’s looking a bit rough now, and Ridley pulls him up to the apron for the drop to hell. However, Pilko’s not going to accept this without complaint, and the pair grapple for several moments until suddenly out of nowhere Pilko produces a suplex, jumping backward so that Ridley is thrown on top of the announce desk, which startles the announcers and half – breaks the table. Quickly, Pilko grabs Ridley, chucks him in the ring and covers – he gets a 2 count before Ridley throws him off, looking more than a little annoyed. Now getting rather pissed off, Ridley headbutts Pilko a couple of times before draping him over the second rope, blocking the ref’s view with his own body, and then producing a pair of scissors which he rakes across Pilko’s forehead. After doing this for a few moments and evidently deciding he’s got better things to do than babysit openers, Ridley storms back to meet Pilko, puts all his crushing force into 2 punches and a kick, and then casually delivers the Ejaculator. Pilko takes all the impact, and there’s no way he can respond in time to stop Ridley getting a simple 1-2-3 count.

Philip: Here is your winner……..Ridley!

Ridley pays no attention to the bell; he leaps up and continues to stomp his opponent into a pulp. The ref protests but gets nowhere, and it’s left to Orochi and Yoko to get into the ring and pull Ridley away. Ridley whirls around and shoves both of them to the mat viciously; Rose looks a little surprised as she also enters the ring and stands to one side. As Yoko and Orochi pick themselves up, Ridley takes a mic in his hand.

Ridley: Cut the goddamn music.

The music immediately dies.

Ridley: First and foremost......it has come to my attention....

He turns and hops up on the second rope, deliberately staring out at the crowd, but everybody knows at whom his next words are directed.

Ridley: ....that there are some people...and they know who they are...that need to get their FUCKING PRIORITIES STRAIGHT.

Dead silence in the arena, and the tension thickens to the point of being almost tangible before he continues.

Ridley: If certain people have a problem with the way I conduct my affairs, I would suggest they take it up with me as soon as possible, because any further BULLSHIT on their part is not going to be tolerated.

With the hush still over the crowd, Ridley slowly turns, steps off the second rope, and without so much as batting an eye, moves on to Point Number Two.

Ridley: Secondly.....Skurai....we go a long way back, and so I'm sure you understand this: I don't give a damn whether you save your precious belt from Rose at Samhain. I don't give a damn whether you live or die at Samhain. But understand THIS. If you so much as LOOK the wrong way at me that night, so help me God, I'll peel the flesh off your face and force-feed it back to you.

With his second point finished, Ridley walks across to the ring and leans in the corner, looking over the audience again and reaching his third point...

Ridley: Latino....how's it feel knowing I ruined your life?

A brief pause as the crowd lets out an "OOOOOOOH", but Ridley simply waves it off.

Ridley: Nah, you don't need to answer. Actions speak louder than words, after all.

He approaches the other side of the ring, and slowly begins on his last point to address for the night.

Ridley: It's....not exactly been tranquil around the Demon Pit lately....there's been a lot going on. Suffice it to say that this is NOT a sign of me softening up on ANYBODY. Rather, it indicates that right now, I am NOT the man whom you want to annoy; I will be more than happy to skullfuck anybody who tries to be a hero.

With that, he spits a final sentence before slamming down the microphone.

Ridley: Because heroes...die alone.

The music hits again as Ridley starts walking out of the ring. Yoko, Orochi, AND Rose all crowd around him, trying to get some kind of answer, but he turns in a fury and it looks for a second like he may actually charge all three of them.

Ridley: Get...the fuck....out of my way.

The three step back, alarmed at Ridley's recent change for the more unstable, and allow him to head to the back before following with looks of concern. Once they’ve all gone, Pilko very slowly gets up, and is applauded as he just about manages to leave the arena under his own steam.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 3: Predator v Amo v Gooeygarth - Junior Title, No DQ

Match 3 is up, and the crowd is looking forward to seeing another title defence by one of their ACW heroes; several signs dedicated to Amo are clearly visible as Philip gets down to business.

Philip: This next match will be a triple – threat, no disqualification contest, for the ACW Junior Title!

Introducing first, from Winnipeg, Canada, Predator!

”Stay together for the kids” by Blink 182 hits, and Predator makes his entrance – as a newcomer to ACW the crowd is still making its mind up about him, but his obvious drive and enthusiasm is quickly winning them over.

Then “Word Up” by Korn hits, and the cheering increases as Gooeygarth rides out on his moped, in good spirits considering his last match was against a full – hardcore mode Ridley.

Philip: Next, from Saskatchewan, MooseJaw………….Gooeygarth!

Gooey slaps hands with a few fans on the way to the ring (impressively retaining control of the moped at the same time); he parks and enters the ring, he and and Predator nod slightly to one another before all eyes are drawn to the single spotlight now illuminating the stage.

Philip: And finally, from Los Angeles………the current ACW Junior Champion………Amo the Great!

”The Magnificent Seven” bursts into life, but it has to fight to be heard over the sound of the crowd. Amo poses with his belt on his shoulder, and takes his time reaching the ring; when he does so, however, he shakes hands with both his opponents as the ref holds up the title belt. Niceties completed, the three men wait for the bell, watching to see who will make the first move.

Bell Rings.

Predator and Gooey both make a move at the same time; Gooey’s slightly ahead and he goes for Amo, but Predator changes his mind and grabs hold of Gooey instead. Gooey reacts right away, elbowing his way free without much difficulty, but is then powerslammed by Amo. Predator swings a punch at Amo, but mis – times it and Amo steps back to avoid it; as Gooey picks himself up, Amo and Predator circle before closing in and trading punches. Both men have considerable strength to bring to bear, and it’s Predator that gets in the first critical hit, so that Amo takes a few steps back while he clears his head. Predator and a recovered Gooey each have the same idea; they rush forward and combine forces to clothesline Amo to the mat. They keep up their momentum, so much so that they’re able to repeat the feat on their return; both try for a cover, but it’s Gooey who lands first. Amo has to really fight to displace both men at around the 2 count mark, but as he gets up he re – asserts his authority by using a Big Boot on Predator, while Gooey gets a swift powerbomb. Amo pins Gooey right after the move, and Gooey breaks out at 2; Predator is still a little woozy, so Gooey darts in and DDTs him for a chance at a cover. The ref counts, but Amo lifts Gooey up by his pants (to laughter from the crowd), walks over to the ropes and drops him over to the outside. As Amo turns back to the ring, Predator rushes in for a strike but Amo just lifts him up incredibly high for a flapjack so that Predator catches his neck on the ropes as he falls. With a no DQ stip, Amo is free to use the ropes to choke out Predator; he holds him there for several moments until Gooey pops up. At first Gooey looks like he’s about to punch Predator, but then he gives a devious grin and heads around to where his moped is parked. Some people in the front are already pointing and sniggering as Gooey comes back with his sweet little black kitten in his hands.

Gooey: So you call yourself the Predator, huh? Well, meet the king of the jungle! Sic ‘em, Kitty!

Gooey holds his bright eyed pal up to Predator’s face; the pair lock eyes, and instantly the cute ball of fluff turns into a spitting, snarling miniature black panther. Predator yowls as the kitten shreds his cheeks and forehead, and there are gales of mirth from all sides. This includes Amo, and Predator gets a chance to strike back, kicking and elbowing his way free before nailing a pedigree. Gooey is alarmed, and without thinking shoves his kitten into the arms of the nearest person – which happens to be Philip. There’s pandemonium in the timekeeper’s corner as Philip flails about with a small but vicious black cat mauling his arm and messing up his best suit; meanwhile, Gooey just about manages to get back to the ring in time to break up Predator’s pin. All three men scrap together; Gooey and Amo take down Predator with a joint uppercut and dropkick combo, and then just as quickly Amo gets the better of Gooey and lays down a spinebuster. Amo signals for the end, and lifts Gooey for the Amo Driver…..

…..but Amo is caught on the hop by a huge blow to the head; his vision spins and he drops the groggy Gooey to the mat. The last thing he sees before he passes out is a smirking Yoko Satoshi, swinging her croquet mallet straight between his eyes.

Amo crumples to the floor, and Yoko slides out of the ring. The ref hasn’t really registered what’s going on due to the havoc on the outside, but as he turns back he sees Gooey lift his head off the mat, glance at Amo, crawl over a pace or two and then collapse again on top of him. The ref does his job and drops; Predator tries to make the save, but he arrives just a fraction too late and there’s a storm of sound as the bell rings to signal the end of the match. Philip is finally kittenless once more, and he discards his shredded jacket as he enters the ring.

Philip: Here is your winner, and NEW ACW Junior Champion………….Gooeygarth!

Gooey’s moment of glory is overshadowed somewhat as the crowd is still loudly booing Yoko, who is standing a short distance from the ring. Gooey hasn’t seen her attack, and is confused by the crowd;s reaction, but as the ref puts the belt into his hand he sees the dark bruise from the mallet blow blooming on Amo’s head, and works out what has happened. Gooey’s first action is to go straight to Amo and help him up; Gooey breathlessly tells Amo that he had no idea that Yoko would interfere, but is still expecting a heavy retaliatory blow. Fortunately for Gooey, Amo’s seen enough of Yoko to know that she only ever acts in her own interests, and he even manages to briefly congratulate Gooey before heading to the turnbuckle and staring hard at Yoko, looking more angry than he has at any time previously. The other 2 faces and the crowd make it very clear to Yoko what they think, but Yoko just smirks and even giggles a little as she walks away.

Yoko: That should show that moron Gingerdude what happens when I don’t get what I want. So what if Amo lost out? He was just the unlucky fool in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Back in the ring, Gooey looks rather downcast at the nature of his victory, and not wishing to rub salt into the wound he starts to leave quietly. He’s stopped, however, by Amo, who has no intention of letting Yoko spoil everyone’s night. An assistant passes Amo a microphone, and he brings Gooey back to the centre of the ring.

Amo: Ok everyone, let’s not forget that Gooey here just scored himself an awesome victory! How about some props for the new champ, huh? And let’s not forget Predator here, he boosted the awesomeness rating of this match by a good 20 points!

Amo’s good nature is infectious, and the crowd instantly shifts from booing into cheering and clapping, for all 3 men in the ring. Gooey goes to the turnbuckles for a little celebration, and then the trio leave together, their standing with the ACW fans very much increased.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: A master, not a servant (Credit: TNT)

As the scene opens, Mr. Kevin Anderson is walking backstage seemingly looking for someone or something...

..but he's walking without looking and he bumps into TNT, who looks down at Anderson with his usual cocky expression. The crowd gives him a warm welcome of boos mixed with some cheers.

TNT: Hey! chump, so what’s up man? Huh? Wha? You looking for someone huh? You running away from someone?

Kevin: I was just minding...

TNT chucks water at Kevin from his water bottle interrupting him, as Kevin looks down and then up surprised.

Kevin: I was....

TNT does it again.

Kevin: I was minding....

TNT does it yet again, and the crowd laughs.

Kevin: I....

TNT: SPIT IT OUT!! So what the hell, you’re just going to go up to me and stutter? huh? You're lucky I'm a patient man, you son of a bitch, so what. I suppose since you're here and you seem to wet yourself after bumping into me, you might as well interview me. You were probably gonna ask, TNT, why have you refused to take part in the match you were scheduled for? Huh? A match with you teaming up with Kain vs Former International champ, V-3 and Former World Champ, Bladeshadow. Right?

Kevin: Sur....

TNT: Ahh SHUT YO MOUTH you PEICE OF TRASH, so the fuck what Kevin, If you’re so damn keen to know, I’ll tell you! Let’s get one thing straight right this second, TNT fears no one in this company….they are former champions, so what, I am a former champion as well, Entertainment champion, which means I AM the most entertaining superstar this company has EVER SEEN! And to tell you the truth, I don't really care, if I was going up against former world champ, I mean, where’s the belt now? It’s not with him, it’s with Skurai! And he's not even man enough to try and get it back, that Lil Bitch!...heh....and V-3, former international champ huh? Where’s his belt now? Huh? Yeah that’s right, it’s on the waist of Macho Man, OOOOH YEAH! wooo!

CROWD: YEAHHH!

TNT: And as for Kain, my proposed tag partner for this evening, all I got to say to this chump is that he’s lucky not to have to be in this match, the big red jobber would probably have screwed up anyway, and I’d have to turn on his ass, give him the RKO and let Bladeshadow and V-3 bang him all they want, those SICK FREAKS!

But if you really wanna know why I said no, well I think you already heard a little from that bitch Enzo…..I’m TNT, god’s gift to professional wrestling, and I do what I want, when I want, and no one but no one’s going to order me around like some damn lackey! Angelo? The man responsible for making this match, he can screw himself, puts on a goofy Face while doing the Italian Chin Flick) AH Shaddup you Italian Beanfart! The only thing I see you as being useful for is making me a damn Gyro! That’s right! Make a gyro, no Ketchup chump. Don't worry, I'll have plenty of time to woop some Italian Ass next week BIATCH! As for tonight, Bladeshadow and V3 should count themselves lucky not to have to try and handle T……N……T!

The crowd pops as TNT shoves Anderson outta the way and walks off; Anderson looks at his wet clothes angrily as the scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 4: V-3 & Blade v

The fans have been holding court on the identity of Bladeshadow and V3’s mystery opponents in the next match for……ohh, 45 minutes at least. But no – one’s expecting what takes place in the next minute or two..

Philip: This match is a special Tag team contest, set for one fall. If Bladeshadow and V3 defeat their mystery opponents, they earn the right to a title shot against Donatello Enzo and Angelo Giovanni, of The Italian Mafia.

So firstly, please welcome the potential challengers………from Las Vegas, V3, and from Upstate New York……..Bladeshadow!

”Step Up” hits, and the crowd goes bananas as Blade and V3 come out side by side, ready to take on the world and his mother if necessary. They greet their fans on the way down to the ring, and then take up position to wait for their opponents.

There’s a pause, and then the titantron flicks on, reveaing a smiling Giovanni (who gets an impressive amount of heel heat considering he’s a 2 dimensional image.

Giovanni: All right, all right, I know you people have been dying to see me all night, so I won’t keep you in suspense any longer. I have decided that TNT and Kain are nowhere near the calibre required to take on our illustrious former champions…..so, out of the goodness of my heart, I’ve arranged a very special surprise for everyone. Ladies and Gentlemen, tonight, Blade and V3 will face the only tag team EVER to defeat them in non – title competition…….

Blade and V3 look stumped, but then they start to work it out, as do some of the crowd, and the noise in the arena shoots up in volume….

Giovanni: That’s right – everybody, please welcome back, for one night only – EvilMRQ and the former GFWCW World Champion, DWB! Heh heh….Good Luck boys……

Philip looks a bit annoyed that Giovanni stole his lines (but then of course TIM steal everything that isn’t nailed to the floor), and “Get Lost” hits as Evil and DWB make their grand entrance, complete with pyros. The audience reaction is mixed; the pair were always considered to be heel, but their reappearance is a genuine surprise and the crowd is pleased by this. For their part, the pair slip back into their roles like old gloves, gleefully flipping off the crowd as much as they can before getting to the ring. They enter, and a staredown develops between the two teams, pleasing the crowd even more; after a little of this, Evil and V3 elect to start, and their partners head to their corners as the ref gives the all clear to start the match.

Bell Rings.

Evil has been out of action for some time, but he hasn’t forgotten the basics and he sidesteps an early charge from V3 before knocking him down on his return. V3 springs back up and comes in again; this time blows are exchanged, and it’s Evil who takes the fall after a particularly hard kick. V3 makes a cover almost on reflex, but the ref doesn’t even get to one knee before it’s broken. Evil goes back to an offense strategy right away, raking V3 in the eyes before whipping him to his own corner and splashing in for extra damage. Blade stamps on the apron and gets the crowd going as V3 tries to fight his way out of his predicament, but nevertheless he looks to have been drained of a large chuck of energy when he finally gets away, lifting Evil and throwing him back over the turnbuckle, forcing DWB to jump down and avoid his flying colleague. V3 goes for his corner and makes a tag; getting up Evil argues briefly with the ref that he also touched hands with his partner, but the ref didn’t see it and isn’t having any of it. Evil climbs back into the ring and faces Blade; Blade gives him the “come on” signal, but DWB is now calling for the tag and Evil steps back and makes it, causing a surge in the crowd noise. DWB is ready to take revenge for his lost title many months ago, and the pair clash together, throwing punches and kicks in a frenzy of aggression – Blade has toughened up considerably since that fateful night, but DWB is no slouch either and the fight moves all around the ring until DWB pulls off a superkick that temporarily stuns Blade. DWB uses a twist of fate to bring his rival down, and gets close to 2 before Blade kicks out. Blade’s back up in a heartbeat, and a roundhouse kick makes DWB weak at the knees, so Blade plants him with a back suplex before covering. Evil makes the save just after 2, and the ref angrily orders him back to his corner. This, however, is exactly what DWB had in mind……

……without delay, DWB rushes to V3 in the corner and smacks him hard in the head, making him fall off of the apron. On his return, Blade gets a blatant low blow unseen by the ref who’s still trying to deal with the protesting Evil. Smirking, DWB slams Blade down and then sets him up in a texas cloverleaf in the centre of the ring; now, of course, Evil becomes 100% compliant, and the ref is free to return and ask Blade if he wants to give it. Blade’s a long way from the ropes, but “give in” isn’t a phrase he’s overly familiar with; slowly he inches toward his own corner, but he’s hampered as DWB fights him all the way. V3 clambers back on to the apron, chivvied by the sound of the crowd; he stretches out his hand to Blade, who stretches back, and the noise is thunderous as the old rivals battle as if no time had passed at all. Finally, Blade reaches his goal; the tag is made, and V jumps to the ropes and leaps off for a missile drop kick to DWB before he can get out of the way. Now it’s DWB’s turn to be under pressure as V3 locks in the invertigo; Blade makes full use of his 5 second changeover time by kicking DWB a few times before leaving, but before he can actually exit he sees that Evil is preparing to intervene himself. Blade slides out of the ring and charges round, jumping up to the apron before spearing Evil off of it. In the ring itself, DWB has just got to a rope, but V3 has worn him down and is looking for the triple inverter. DWB breaks out before V3 can finish the move and “accidentally” wallops the ref; as soon as the ref falls DWB shouts to Evil on the outside, and Evil throws in a chair. DWB whacks V3 with the chair, but V3 blocks the worst of it with his arm; the ref isn’t as stunned as everyone had assumed, and gets a good look at DWB’s assault. Realising the match is lost, DWB and Evil abandon any pretence at fair play, and with chairs in hand they corner both V3 and Blade in the ring; but the ex – champs aren’t going to put up with this, and as the chairs are swung they’re kicked right back into DWB and Evil’s faces. The pair go down, and quickly V3 and Blade set them up in the centre of the ring. They put the chair on top, run to opposite corners, and the cheering is stratospheric as Blade and V3 pull off sychonised 450 splashes, just as the bell is being rung to signify their win.

Philip: Here are your winners, as a result of a disqualification…….. and #1 contenders for the ACW tag team titles……V3 and Bladeshadow!

Blade and V3 celebrate together, and the crowd is happy with both the match and the result. DWB and Evil pick themselves up; they stay in character, cursing the victors, but as they leave they get an appreciative pop from the audience. V3 and Blade follow soon after; they have re – established themselves as a tag force to be reckoned with, and now they turn their thoughts toward relieving TIM of the heavy burden of the tag team gold…..

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: True Enlightenment (Credit: White Rose)

The scene opens in the Demons Pit; Alexandra "The White Rose" Kaesar paces back and forth in front of Ridley’s arcane throne as he watches on. Fortunately for his associates, Ridley seems to be a little calmer now, and he watches impassively as the others go about their business. Yoko Satoshi and Yamata No Orochi are in the corner of the room, Yoko is writing feverishly and working on some assignment or another that her vengeful teachers have sent her. Orochi is standing in the corner and is helping Yoko whenever he can. Rose continues to pace up and down, and eventually this irritates Ridley to the point where he feels it necessary to comment.

Ridley: Alexandra, what in the hell is bothering you?

Rose: Lord Ridley, I am troubled, how long has Skurai been enlightened? That was not a pleasant surprise Monday night.

Ridley: Are you sure you saw it in his eyes? Skurai has always enjoyed pain, as you well remember. Like I have said before, if he gets in my way I will personally tear him apart.

Rose: I am sure that I saw it in his eyes and don't worry, I will tear him apart myself, it was fun last time and I can only imagine how it will be this time. Still, I wonder why have we let out so many loose ends?

Yoko: What is the capital of Angola?

Suddenly all other conversation stops and the minds gathered in the Pit pause and ponder this question, each eager to be the first to answer correctly.

Ridley: …………Luanda. It’s Luanda Yoko.

Rose and Orochi look a little peeved at being beaten to it, and Ridley allows himself a flicker of a smile before the conversation is renewed.

Ridley: We do not have loose ends Alexandra, Skurai may realize the truth, but he does nothing to make use of that knowledge. Alicia is the same, but I will take care of her personally if she ever dares to show her face here again. Skurai, well, you have a vivid imagination Alexandra.

Rose smiles her sane insane smile.

Rose: Very vivid, my Lord. I will see how much he enjoys pain after I am done with him.

Rose pops all the fingers on her left hand minus her thumb and walks out of the room to her own match with a plan in mind.

Fade out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 5: White Rose vs Donatello Enzo (Credit: Latino)

A heel vs heel match is next, so the fans are keen to see the pair involved rough one another up as much as possible.

Phillip: Coming to the ring, from St Petersburg, Russia……. Alexandra Kaesar, The White Rose!

”Scars of Time” starts playing as Rose walks through the curtains. The fans boo her loudly but as she glares by nearby fans they immediately quiet down afraid as to what she could or would do to them.

Phillip: And her opponent….one third of the Italian Mafia, and one half of the ACW tag team champions……Donatello Ezno!

The FBI’s theme hits as Donatello comes out. The fans boo him loudly but he continues down the aisle not phased by any of their comments. He slides underneath the bottom rope and stares down Rose determined to inflict pain upon her.

Bell Rings.

Enzo quickly starts kicking Rose repeatedly in the stomach and then smacks her against the back with his forearm. Rose goes down to one knee grabbing Enzo around the waist and pushing him against the turnbuckle with a shoulder block. She starts punching Enzo in the face over and over until Enzo is leaning back against the turnbuckle. She climbs the turnbuckle and performs a Tornado DDT off the turnbuckle causing a loud “thud” on the mat. Enzo is now lying on the mat barely moving as Rose climbs to the top turnbuckle and tries to pull off the Rose Thorns. Enzo just barely makes it out of the way and uses the ropes for leverage as he slowly stands up. As Rose gets up she is introduced to a boot in the face by Enzo and she knocked back down onto the mat. Rose is kicked in the face by Enzo and then tries for a second time but Rose grabs Enzo’s foot and pulls on it causing him to fall down on his back. She grabs both feet and turns Enzo over for a Boston Crab dragging him across the mat away from the ropes. Her opponent is screaming in pain trying to reach the ropes but Rose has a strong hold over Enzo. Just as he touches the rope Rose pulls him away with an evil smile on her face. Enzo stricken with pain is about to tap but Rose releases the hold. Enzo can’t believe what she did and goes to punch her once more but she blocks it twisting his arm. Now in serious trouble, Enzo turns to the titantron and flicks his chin and Rose looks for an opening to bring the match to a quick end….

It only takes a few seconds for Gotti to appear on the entrance ramp; he jogs to ringside, but like everyone else the ref has seen Giovanni’s instruction earlier in the show and he’s ready to disqualify Enzo in an instant if Gotti tries to intervene. Thus Gotti is forced to watch from the outside; Enzo has freed his arm, but despite his size it’s Rose that’s in control and she smiles cruelly as she pushes him back to the turnbuckle and then uses her trademark ramming of the shoulder to make Enzo bite his lip and stifle a cry. Gotti begins to harass the ref with a string of Italian curses; the ref tries to ignore it so Gotti starts getting personal in English, and this time the ref turns away from the fight to deal with the nuisance. Rose isn’t too proud to try and use this to her own advantage; she hammers Enzo with closed – fist blows, but then there’s a sudden surge of sound and in an instant Giovanni has materialised from the crowd and lays into his former mistress with obvious grim pleasure. The two on one is an underhand tactic, but the crowd isn’t exactly fond of Rose either and they cheer a little as she’s caught between the two; without warning nthough Rose breaks away, rushes to the ropes and charges back for a staggeringly quick double jumping clothesline that takes both men down. Going for the smaller Giovanni first, Rose nails him with a dragon suplex and Giovanni makes a hasty exit from the ring. Enzo makes a final play, grabbing Rose and going for his Widow’s Peak, but Rose writhes free and uses an armbar takedown to return Enzo to the mat. Rose uses a standing moonsault into an elbow drop to the crotch, which has an immediate and dramatic effect as Enzo howls in agony.Rose stands him up as he keeps screaming in pain and then hits him with her elbow across the jaw. She grabs a hold of Enzo and drives him down to the mat with a Double Arm DDT. She goes for the pin 1..2…3!

Phillip: Here is your winner….The White Rose!

The Italian Mafia’s plans have been totally disrupted, and Giovanni looks furious as he storms from the ring, with an equally angry looking Enzo following him. Gotti looks a little nervous as he leaves, clearly worried about what his boss’ reaction to the night’s events will be. For her part, Rose seems nonplussed by the whole affair, and the smile on her face as she leaves suggests that she is far from done with her own plans for the evening…….

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 6: Macho Man RDK vs Skurai – Brass Knuckles on a Pole Non Title Match (Ending events credit: Rose / Skurai)

It’s time for the final match of the evening, and it’s easily the sort of tie that could grace a PPV. The crowd is already at fever pitch as Philip gets into the ring, having finally acquired a replacement jacket.

Philip: The last contest tonight is a singles match, which has a “brass knuckles on a pole” stipulation.

The camera cuts over to show said knuckles on said pole.

Philip: Entering first, from Yellowknife Canada….the ACW International Champion, Macho Man RDK!

The fans are ecstatic as RDK walks out into the light with his remixed theme playing, wearing his belt with pride and even more elated at the welcome he’s receiving. He climbs all four corners in the ring before returning to the centre.

Then, “New Noise” begins to scream, and the fans start booing and yelling oudly as Skurai stalks out, his cloak flowing behind him.

Philip: And his opponent, from Sacramento California……he is the ACW World Champion…..Skurai!

Skurai taunts the fans with his title all the way to the ring; he smirks at them, but just glares coldly at RDK, who stares back with a look purged of emotion. It’s clear RDK intends to take this fight very seriously, and he’s on his guard as the ref takes both belts and hands them to the outside. The crowd is hyped, and they just get higher as the ref waves to the timekeeper to get things on the move.

Bell Rings.

Skurai moves in quickly, looking to score some early points, but RDK keeps his arms up in a defensive position, and blocks Skurai’s powerful blows. The pair shift across the canvas, and Skurai has difficulty making any impression at all – this makes his notorious temper flare, and he carelessly swings a punch a little too wildly. This lets RDK sneak in a right hook, and Skurai is dizzy just long enough for RDK to hit a suplex. Skurai is on his feet again without pause, and RDK goes for a second suplex but Skurai resists and then pokes him in the windpipe to break RDK’s hold. With RDK’s defences down Skurai hammers him with a burst of rapid kicks, forcing RDK to back away to the ropes. A single huge blow sends RDK over the top, but the Macho Man shows his agility by grabbing the ropes and swinging himself back to give Skurai a double footed kick in the chest, sending him to the mat. RDK gets in a quick moonsault from the second rope, but it isn’t powerful enough to keep Skurai downfor long. Skurai’s ninja quickness serves him well, and he gets behind RDK for a german suplex. Skurai makes his first attempt to get at the weapon, but RDK pursues and pulls him back, and the pair circle a little before locking up. Headlocks and armbars are traded until RDK hits a standing bulldog – type drop; he lifts Skurai and tries to set up the Rock Bottom, but Skurai struggles free and then whips RDK into the corner. With RDK trapped, Skurai barges him repeatedly with his shoulder; RDK feels the building pain but the cheers of the crowd are building too, and RDK raises an eyebrow before exploding out of the corner, grabbing Skurai and walking forward for some space before hitting a stalling vertical suplex, holding Skurai up for a clear 3 seconds before bringing him down.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

As the pair rise up, Skurai thunders forward like a runaway train, clotheslining RDK down and then dropping his elbow nastily to RDK’s throat. Skurai grins and tries to lock in the Suffering, temporarily forgetting about the match stipulation; RDK fights hard, and the pair end up caught in a sort of half and half situation, their strength leading to a stalemate. Things stay like this for several moments until Skurai gives up the attempt; jumping up he tries to dropkick RDK before he can get up, but RDK rolls clear, waits for Skurai to come down and then kicks him hard in the head. As Skurai takes the shot he lunges and grabs RDK, and the pair stay entangled as they roll out of the ring; this is more Skurai’s kind of environment and as the pair are close to the steel steps he makes use of them, taking hold of RDK and throwing him into the metal, making the two piece stairs split up. RDK is badly dazed and Skurai leads him to the apron, looking for the 500 channels from the elevated point, but then he changes his mind and with a nasty smile he gives RDK a DVD onto the thin matting before picking up the top part of the steps and putting it on top of RDK. The crowd gasps as Skurai climbs to the top of the nearest post, and the gasp becomes a scream as Skurai jumps off, crashing down on to the metal. RDK’s legs spasm a little, and Skurai swiftly gets back up and jumps up to the post nearest the pole. There’s a ladder nearby available to be used, but Skurai can’t be arsed with this and instead shimmies up the pole to grab the knucks. Skurai smirks, but as he looks down RDK kicks away the metal stairs and flips back to his feet, looking more than ready to take the fight to Skurai. The roof is shifted a little from the vibration of several thousand people leaping to their feet in perfect unison - Skurai curses audibly, but incredibly the sound of the crowd seems to drive RDK further, and he twists his head about, making eye contact with the crowd and with the camera with a look that says, “Jabroni, you just made one hell of a big mistake, bruda!”<br>
Skurai though isn’t intimidated, and he runs forward again determined not to let RDK recover any more than he already has. With the knucks now his to use, RDK has to really be careful and avoid as many shots as he can, but RDK twists like a cobra and somehow gets in a thunderous blow to Skurai’s head before using his DDT and elbow drop combination. With the knucks in play RDK makes a pin, but Skurai kicks at 2 and slams the knucks into RDK’s shoulder. RDK moves away, but Skurai is now getting seriously enraged and he runs in to hit an RKO. Skurai pins and hooks the leg, but RDK is away at 2.5, and the pair resume their furious blow – for blow exchange. The crowd is yelling for RDK, and every time their volume increases both men seem to get stronger from it. Finally Skurai whips RDK into the corner and goes for a spear, but RDK jumps up and Skurai shoots underneath him and into the post. RDK lands behind Skurai, and Skurai instinctively kicks backward, shoving RDK away and buying himself a little time. Still wearing the knucks, Skurai goes to the top of the post and jumps off into a double axehandle strike to RDK’s forehead – RDK starts to bleed a little, and the sight and scent of blood brings out Skurai’s most violent temper. He drags RDK to the post and is clearly going for the 500 channels again, but as he sets it up RDK pushes him down, and Skurai knocks down the ref. RDK moonsaults from the top, but with no ref his pin on Skurai is missed, and Skurai breaks out to low – blow RDK before smashing him again in the head with the knucks. Skurai goes back to his original plan, and this time it seems there’s no way out for him….but then the crowd gets even louder, and in a flash Rose is at the turnbuckle. With her usual smile she produces a claw hammer, and drives it into the side of Skurai’s head; the crowd shrieks as copious amounts of blood flow from the wound, and Rose jumps down and gets out of sight before RDK recovers his senses. On instinct alone, RDK superplexes Skurai; it’s hard to tell if the move or the hammer does the critical damage, but either way Skurai has no response as the barely – recovered ref counts the 1-2-3.

Philip: Here is your winner……..Macho Man RDK!

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

The fans go bonkers, and huge chants of “RDK! RDK! RDK!” fill the entire arena. RDK himself looks tired, but the victory means a lot to him, and he allows himself a brief moment to think about what it might mean to hold that title again. RDK looks down at Skurai lying on the canvas; Skurai is grinning, and RDK decides to leave him to recover. The Macho Man salutes his fans and then walks away to the back, title belt on his shoulder. Meanwhile Skurai lays still on the mat with his eyes wide open, the blood from Rose attack flowing down the sides of his head. As he gets up he has the same smile from last week on his face. To the fans’ surprise he doesn’t leave the ring; instead he grabs a mic and begins to speak.

Skurai: My god tonight has been good to me. No idiots, not because of the match with RDK that just happened. I don’t know how you people could actually cheer during for that match. Yes, I will admit that I was beaten by RDK. That doesn’t matter to me. He wasn’t able to satisfy me. He didn’t make me feel alive. The title and that feeling are the only things that matter to me now. Most of you are thinking if that match didn’t make you feel alive what does? Only a few people in my career have truly made me feel alive. One of the most important of them is the White Rose. She has made me feel alive on many occasions. In the Industrial Revolution her actions, alongside those of Ridley, helped form what I am now. She somehow even brought life to this stale match.

Skurai points up to his head, which is still bleeding. He smiles and the blood doesn’t stop.

Skurai: The sensation of it all! The rush she has given me! It feels like I am in heaven because of her!

Skurai begins to laugh hysterically.

Skurai: Rose! Come out here and make me feel alive again!

There’s a short delay, and then Rose makes her way out once more. She stops on the entrance ramp and beckons Skurai to come and get her. Skurai nods his head in approval as he throws down the mic and makes his way out of the ring. With that Skurai makes a mad dash to Rose. Rose quickly pops the fingers on her left hand one last time and charges towards Skurai. The two meet and fists fly between them. In the beginning it is clear no one has the advantage but with a quick kick to the mid-section Rose finds her opening. After a few more shots Rose hits Skurai with a dropkick which brings him down in an instant. Rose then proceeds to stomp the hell out of him. As she picks him up Skurai manages to break it up and hits a suplex onto the cold steel.

Skurai: More Rose! More!

Rose smiles just a little.

Rose: As you wish you fool.

Rose gets to her feet and hits him with a super kick. Skurai goes down hard but he has no time to recover as Rose manages to lock in a Boston crab on him. Skurai screams out in pain as Rose tightens her lock on him. However that doesn’t last long as Skurai manages to kick Rose in the face and breaks the hold as she staggers back in pain. As Rose has gotten used to it the effect of the kick doesn’t last long as she is right back again on the attack. She lands a few more right hands on Skurai. Intending to put an end to this she sets him up for a Mark Of The Rose. Skurai out of pure instinct manages to flip Rose over into a backbody drop. Knowing this may be his only moment he picks Rose up and throws her into the set headfirst. Rose lies motionless after the attack. Skurai looks disappointed at this as turns toward the audience to raise his hands in victory. With his back turned Skurai doesn’t notice Rose staggering to her feet. Rose begins to charge toward Skurai at full speed. Skurai not knowing what is waiting for him turns around to see his last picture of the day.

Rose: Fly with me, Skurai, let’s see if you like this as much as you claim.

Rose runs straight into Skurai causing him and her to fall off of the raised section of the ramp. Time slows down for Rose and Skurai, and their fall seems like hours, but it is an exhilarating experience for both of them. The fans begin to go crazy as the camera zooms down to show Skurai and Rose laying in pools of their own blood twitching. The camera spins around both of them as they lie there. Both of them manage to move their heads a little bit. For some odd reason both of them are smiling…. Rose ponders silently to herself, relishing the pain.

Rose: He is learning, but the fun ends tonight.

After a few minutes Rose gets up and staggers to the back with a serious look on her face. Skurai gets up minutes later and smiles a sick, twisted smile. Both have grand plans for Warfare…..but the ride isn’t over, and just as the fans are getting their blood pressure somewhere near normal the titantron flares, and a dark night shot appears accompanied by the unmistakable sound of whirring helicopter blades…….