Meltdown 21st October 2004

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Thursday Night Meltdown 21st October 2004

Schedule of Matches:
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Predator vs Gary - Entertainment Title Match

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Kain vs. Evan Quick

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004 vs. FallenSouls – Table Match

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Latino vs. Hunter

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Donatello Enzo and Angelo Giovanni vs Surion & RDK

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John Gotti vs Ridley

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Skurai vs. Bk London – First Blood

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White Rose vs Daredevil – ACW World Title Match

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[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Samhain has recorded ACW’s biggest ever audience, and as the show opens everyone is in a state of high excitement, waiting to see what effects the fallout from the PPV’s extraordinary events will have. The standard pan of the crowd gives people a chance to get themselves on TV, and then the titantron is brought into action as a shot of the backstage is revealed. On one side, the door to the Demon Pit is clearly visible; after a moment or two a shadow approaches from a connecting corridor. As the person comes into view, however, it’s not the expected member of Pain Inc, but Alicia Kitsune who walks up to the door. She carefully checks both ways along the corridor and then knocks slowly and deliberately 3 times.

There’s a pause, and then the door slides open a fraction. Druid #2 is just about visible; he too glances both ways.

AK: I’m returning these to you as I promised. Am I in time?

She passes Druid #2 a familiar looking thick black book with various pieces of paper sticking out.

Druid #2: Yes, neither Lady Alexandra nor my master have arrived here yet. But you should not linger here…..Lord Ridley does not know that I have allowed you to see these materials, and I do not wish him to find out at this time.

AK: I just wanted to thank you….it made very uncomfortable reading, but I knew so little about my father. And I know you could easily have concealed these things from me.

Druid #2: It is true…..but it is because these events have been kept secret that we are in the situation that now faces us. I felt that you have the same right as my master to know the truth, though that knowledge will be no easier for you to bear than it has been for him.

AK nods, and then a sound is heard in the corridor. She mouths “thank you” one more time, and then slips away; Druid #2 closes the door quietly, and the scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Separate Ways (Credit: Angelo)

The next scene opens to show Kevin Anderson, ready to conduct an interview with Angelo Giovanni, who is all bruised up.

Kevin: Angelo, what are your thoughts on the Ultimate X match at Sahmain?

Angelo: I thought it was a pretty good match. I gotta give props to those two. They put up a good fight and in the end were the better men.

Kevin: Angelo tonight you and Donatello Enzo will be facing Surion and a partner of his choosing for the shot at the tag team titles again. What are your thoughts on this match?

Angelo: Well Kevin, I feel that I was successful as a tag champion and have total confidence in myself to win this match.

Kevin: so will you be guaranteeing a victory tonight?

Angelo: Kevin, I’m not gonna guarantee that me and Enzo win. Since I felt I did everything I needed to do as a tag champ, I feel no need to try to recapture it.

Kevin: Angelo... what are saying?

Angelo: Kevin, I’m saying that I don’t want the tag titles again. So if Enzo wants them again, he's gonna have to go out there and win his shot at them....by himself.

Angelo turns around and walks off the set.

Kevin: Ladies and gentlemen....Angelo Giovanni has spoken.

Scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: The Crimson Monster Returns (Credit: Kain)

The audience is discussing what they’ve just seen, when abruptly the lights dim out for a short while. The beginning tune of Slow Chemical begins, pyros light up, and the fans react immediately as the Crimson monster Kain emerges from the back

With a confident look in his face, he makes his way to the ring, pulling up his arm pads as he walks, he reaches the apron and pulls himself up to the top of the apron and steps over the top rope and walks to the centre of the ring.

Kain raises his arms up high and quickly brings them down to set off his in ring pyros. Then Kain asks for a microphone and snatches it out of the ring attendants hand.

Kain: So....it's been a long time since I stood in this ring…..

crowd partially cheers

Kain: It's been a while since I wreaked havoc in ACW!!!

Loud cheers.

Kain: But instead of a worthy opponent....I find myself challenged by some wet behind the ears punk who wants to make a name for himself at my expense.

A mix of boos and cheers in agreement is heard.

Kain: Well guess what kid, that AINT gonna happen, I've suffered too much in this business to lose to the likes of you tonight, or any night!

Kain looks at his right hand.

Kain: You see this hand? Well this hand has fought with the best of the best and has HURT the best of the best, do you really THINK you stand a chance against ME?

Another mixed response form the crowd.

Kain: I'll show you what happens when you tangle with me……

The titantron shows footage of his past crucifix match with Kross, his opponent bloodied and beaten.

Kain: See Kid....That's what awaits you, later tonight when we have our match, I won't expect you to show because I think somewhere in that tiny little head there is a brain, I suggest you use it and forfeit the match to me.

Loud boos from the crowd, who want to see some Kain – style pummeling.

Kain: Because if you face me Evan Quick, the beginning of your career will be the end of it as well!

Kain drops the mic and leaves the ring; he walks up the ramp with an evil grin on his face and the crowd responding loudly to this statement. As he reaches the top of the ramp he raises his arms to show his dominance and leaves.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 1: Gary vs Predator (Entertainment Title Match) (Credit: White Rose)

Kain’s speech has the audience all fired up, and the cheer as Philip makes his first appearance of the evening.

Philip: This is the first match tonight, and it is for the ACW Entertainment Championship!

Philip glances at his notes, and gives the camera a look that says, “Yes, I thought it was a clerical error too. Go figure.”

Philip: Introducing first, from parts unknown, the artist formerly known as Ninja #5…….Gary!

”Please don’t let me be misunderstood” hits, and there’s a huge pop as Gary comes out on to the stage; he’s well healed up after his beating by Latino a month or so ago, and waves cheerfully to the crowd. No one has yet postulated a convincing explanation for Gary’s popularity, and it’s generally regarded as the manifestation of the “parenting” instinct in the fans as a group.

Gary jumps into the ring and pats down his enthusiastic hair, with little success. Then “Stay together for the kids” hits, and Predator also gets a fairly warm welcome as he enters.

Philip: and his opponent, the defending ACW entertainment champion…..from Winnipeg, Canada…..Predator!

Predator walks quickly to the ring, belt over his shoulder; he’s been away for a while and is keen not to let the ring rust put his title at risk. He seems focused as the ref holds up the belt, and the pair circle briefly until the ref gives the all clear to begin.

Bell Rings.

Predator locks up with Gary and then hits him with a swift, but brutal DDT. The fans boo loudly and cheer Gary on, but Predator puts the swift boots to him in a thunderous fashion. Gary get to the to his feet slowly absorbing the kicks and valiantly begins to punch Predator in the face. Predator blocks and hits a snap suplex on Gary before throwing him out of the ring. The fans chant "Predator sucks" and they quickly realize that Gary will fight on despite being obviously out of his league. On the outside, Gary gets a break by Irish whipping Predator into the ring post. Gary begins to celebrate, he turns around and raises his fist high above his head in victory, but while he had his attention turned, Predator hits him from behind with a steel chair and succeeds in forcing him to wear a the crimson mask. Predator slides Gary into the ring and then proceeds to make a weak one foot pin and the Referee counts 1…..2…., but somehow, some way, and to the utter delight of the fans, Gary kicks out in the nick of time, it appears there may be something left in this more that slightly strange fan favorite. Predator puts Gary in position for a Piledriver, but somehow as his dozens and dozens of fans chant his name, Gary powers out of the move and reverses it into a back body drop. The fans cheer as Predator looks flabbergasted and charges forward, but Gary ducks, kicks him, and hits him with a solid DDT and then makes an exhausted pin cover. The Referee look utterly surprised and the fans are going nut(In memory of Pat Patterson, damn you HHH), The Referee counts along with the crowd1……2…..AND WE HAVE A NEW, what? At the last possible second, Predator gets one foot on the rope to the gratuitous boos from the crowd. Gary gets up and does readies for a Powerbomb, but Predator does a quick rollup, grabs the tights and ropes, and the Referee counts while the fans look disgusted, 1……2……, but some how due to the grace of God, Gary kicks out.
"Gary! Gary!" reverberates throughout the arena and Predator looks shocked beyond all belief. Gary gets up and looks as if he is in a great trance, it seems as if no mortal man can stop him. Predator runs out of the ring with Gary in hot pursuit, Gary picks up the steel chair from earlier and runs back into the ring, with Gary still in hot pursuit. The Referee looks very angry at Predators cowardice and grabs the chair from him and goes to position the chair outside the ring. While his back is turned, Predator puts his hand down his trunks and pulls out his……………trusty brass knucks, applies them to his fist, and then he clocks Gary up the side of the head and makes a cover. The Referee turns around and make the count while the fans boo, 1……..2……..3. Predator gets his hands raised as the ref calls for the bell.

Bell Rings.

Philip: Here is your winner, and still ACW Entertainment Champion….Predator!

Predator clutches his beloved title in relief and slides out of the ring to take to head quickly backstage as the fans try to pelt him with garbage. Gary gets up in the ring with blood streaming down his face and he looks deeply disappointed. The fans start to chant "Gary! Gary!" and the depressed Gary looks up and smiles a bit before he waves at the fans and heads backstage.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Who am I? (Credit: Jakie)

The camera shot is of Jakie in his locker room, alone with with his face buried in his hands. The room is pretty empty except for a lone chair, some papers scattered on the ground and a TV. Most of the cool technology stuff Jakie left in the old Top Draw locker room.

Voice: Hey kid, pick your head up.

Reluctantly, Jakie lifts his head, to see the last person he would want to see.

TNT: What do you think you’re doing in this run down locker room, Junior? I would think some one who even had the pleasure of wrestling me would at least have a nice locker room.

Jakie: You must have had some reason to come down here, or was it to just get in my mind, make me crumble because you know next time we face off, I WILL WIN!

TNT: Ummmm no, they finished redoing the bathroom and it is right next to your locker "shack."

Jakie: Oh, I see. Well then, GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!!!!!

TNT: God, Junior, you could at least have some hospitality for your NEW ACW Lightweight CHAMPION…….

Jakie: Ok, here is some hospitality.

Jakie stands up and folds the steel chair in half. He holds it up in front of TNT.

Jakie: HERE'S YOUR HOSPITALITY!!!!!

TNT: You know what, I'll be leaving actually. But don’t kid yourself Junior, you couldn’t take me before, and that’s never going to change!

TNT walks out of the room casually and breaks into a sprint when he enters the hallway. Jakie looks away and throws the chair on the ground in frustration, making most of the papers fly everywhere. One paper catches his eye.

Jakie (reads):"Falls Count Anywhere Match at the Samhian PPV.October 16"

Jakie flips through the pages and stops suddenly. He double checks something, an then grins ear-to-ear. He sets the chair back up and turns on the TV to watch his match at Samhian for the 18th time today……. but this time he isn’t watching himself.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Total Dedication

Elsewhere in the ACW arena, Angelo Giovanni is walking along one of the hallways. He seems to be checking his cellphone every 10 paces or so, as if waiting for a call, but as he rounds a corner he gets a major surprise; he practically crashes into John Gotti, who’s coming from the other direction.

Gotti: Long time no see, boss.

Gotti sounds marginally less than pleased to see Angelo.

Angelo: Jesus Gotti, what are you doing here? The docs said you had a broken neck…..

Gotti: I do. But I had to come here, Angelo…..is it true that you’re leaving Enzo to fight this match alone tonight? What happened to the Italian Mafia being there for one another?

Enzo: Gotti, I just decided that I need some space to be myself, chase new goals.

Gotti: So that means it’s ok for you to just walk out on Enzo, is it?

Gotti is pretty angry about this turn of events, and he pushes Angelo up against the wall.

Gotti: And what about me? I was damn nearly killed by that idiot V3, and for what? Did I go through that for no good reason? No, it’s because of this injury that you’re doing this, isn’t it? I’m damaged goods, so now you don’t want to know…….

Angelo tries to speak, but Gotti is too far gone to be stopped now.

Gotti: Angelo, I’m going to prove to you and everyone else here how strong I am, injured or not, and when I do you’ll come back to me begging to reform TIM! So keep watching the show, my friend – you might learn something.

Gotti lets go of Angelo and storms off, and the scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: The last straw (Credit: Ridley)

The camera follows Ridley as he half-walks, half-wanders down the hall to the Demon Pit, eyes staring straight and unfocused. He looks dead, as if the essence of his humanity has been forcibly sucked out through his eyes.

As Ridley turns the final corner, he comes across Rose, outside the dressing room, being interviewed by Charlotte King (since Kevin refuses to interview Pain Inc anymore).

Charlotte: Ms. Kaesar, now that you've---oh. Ridley!

Rose turns, registering a bit of concern for Ridley's shellshocked appearance, and Charlotte aims the microphone at him.

Charlotte: Given the events of recent days, how does your current situation affect your agenda for---

Ridley isn't listening. He's simply staring at Rose with those hollow, dead eyes, and finally he speaks in a voice with no soul in it:

Ridley: ........you're so beautiful with that thing. I was wrong after all....

It takes a second before Rose realizes he's referring to her title. She looks at it, an "oh my" expression on her face, and is about to say something before Ridley jerks back to life and steps through the doors of the Demon Pit, closing them behind him.

It's suffocatingly dark; there are no sources of light being used in the entire room....until a puff of fire lights up a single torch next to the throne. Ridley stands, facing the throne, and continues that eerily dead stare he's been doing for most of the night...but when he speaks to apparently nobody, his voice is a good deal more focused than it was in the hall.

Ridley: .........I know you're in here. Get the fuck out in plain sight....and give me some goddamned answers.

Nothing happens at first, but after a second or two, a mist is distinguishable as it floats up out of the shadows behind him. Then, from the darkness, emerges a familiar figure, tall and robed....

Ridley: So I was right about you.

Asmodeus: Of course you were. A mere stab to the chest? Pitiful.

The Lord of Darkness still hasn't turned around to face his former master, but his fists are clenched by his side and his eyes begin to slowly come alive as he speaks again.

Ridley: Why didn't you tell me?

Asmodeus: My dear Simon, whatever do you mean?

Now he DOES turn, whirling on the red-cloaked wraith in a spark of fury.

Ridley: You KNOW FUCKING WELL what I mean! You didn't tell me ANYTHING!!! Anything about me, about Alicia, about my father, goddammit, you left me in the dark my entire life!!!

Asmodeus: Temper temper, child. That information was strictly on a need-to-know basis, and you simply didn't need to know---

Ridley: To know WHAT? That while I was slicing my eyes open with glass shards to appease your fucking demands, I had a sister halfway across the globe who was living some well-adjusted life with actual family, rather than some goddamn talking robe that orders me to put myself through hell until I've acclimated my mind to HIS LIKING?!?

Asmodeus: It was that simple. I require certain things out of you that a soft childhood of growing up in affluent suburbs simply couldn't have prepared you for.

Ridley:....what?

Asmodeus: Since your father had been my protege for most of his professional career....I decided I'd repay his loyal service to me by letting him retire. He just needed to do one last task for me and ensure that I'd have one of his seed.

Ridley steps in dangerously close; it looks almost like he might attack Asmodeus again. His eyes, now fully alive, flash with hatred and his fangs clash against each other.

Asmodeus: He didn't know it, of course; they never stop to consider the possibility that things haven't worked out as they planned.

Ridley: YOU......RUINED.....EVERYTHING....

He turns and drops to a knee on the steps in front of the throne, nearly collapsing; Ridley's shoulders heave up and down as his furious breathing becomes louder and louder. His eyes are slowly filling with trapped blood because of the incredible tension in his throat and head.

Ridley: I..............I could've......

Unseen to the near-apoplectic Ridley, Asmodeus is slowly walking toward him. He's right behind the Lord of Darkness by the time Ridley speaks again.

Ridley: ...............I could've been NORMAL.

Asmodeus half-chuckles, an ugly sound, as he lays a hand on Ridley's shoulder.

Asmodeus: Nonsense, young one; you were mine from the moment you were conceived. And now...it is time.

A single drop of moisture explodes against the floor as Ridley lifts his head.

It's a tear. Just one tear, but it says more than his words have for the entire month.

Asmodeus: Time....for you to fulfill your final task----

Faster than anybody can react, Ridley's on his feet and spinning around, his momentum sending him back towards the robed figure at lightning speed. In a single moment, all the hate, the pain, the rage, the misery, and the sorrow from thirty years as the monster that Ridley has become drives his fist forward as he slams it into the hood....

With a crunch....Asmodeus jerks upright, stiffening, and claws at Ridley's wrist, which is protruding into his cowl...then goes limp, hanging off Ridley's fist. The Lord of Darkness removes his gore-splattered hand, and his former master slumps to the floor, the mist dispelling around them.

There's a long, unsettling silence as Ridley stares at the blood soaking his right hand. He looks down at Asmodeus....then back at his fist....then back at the fallen form of the demon....

......and then he laughs. It's a laugh we've never heard from him, wild and full of dementia; it seems that the fragile thread holding Ridley from the brink of being utterly deranged has snapped. His eyes, now completely filled with his own blood, have a gleeful expression as he kicks open the door and grabs the Masamune....

Ridley: TONIGHT.......the halls will run CRIMSON.

Ridley storms off down the corridor, still laughing, and the scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 2: Kain vs Evan Quick (Credit: Latino)

Following Kain’s declaration of intent, everyone is now looking forward to this match far more than previously, and Philip has to wait a moment or two for them to calm down before he can speak.

Phillip: This is a singles match, set for one fall. Coming to the ring, and making his ACW debut…Evan Quick!

Evan Quick comes down to the ring as the former tag team of Paul London and Billy Kidman's theme from WWE starts playing. The fans are not sure as to what to do. Some boo and others are silent. They are not completely sure as to what to expect from this new superstar.

Then the lights dim, and a livid orange glow suffuses the air…..

Phillip: Coming to the ring, his opponent…..Kain!

Kain walks down to the ring as Slow Chemical by Finger Eleven starts playing. The fans boo him loudly and one fan close by throws a drink at him. Kain deftly avoids it and gives the fan a look that makes him shrink back from the guardrail; Kain smirks and then turns his attention to the man standing in ring. As he climbs inside the ring the two men stare each other down, neither one backing down.

Bell Rings.

Evan rushes quickly toward Kain but he is sent down to the mat with a boot to the face. Kain picks him up by the neck and throws him halfway across the ring into the corner. He runs up and clotheslines Evan harshly causing him to gasp for air. The surprisingly powerful start grabs the audience, and they start to cheer for Kain. He himself cannot believe this and looks around almost bewildered. Kain picks up Evan in a Gorilla Press and drops him. As Evan falls down he grabs his opponent to the surprise of many and gives him a nearly botched DDT on the mat. Knowing that won't keep Kain down for long, Evan climbs the turnbuckle and jumps off with a corkscrew moonsault. He goes for the pin quickly 1…-Kain breaks the pin pushing Evan off of him. Kain stands up angered walking towards Evan. Evan backs away unsure of what to do next. He runs back towards the ropes and performs a springboard back against Kain but is caught mid-air. Kain stands holding his opponent until he slams him down with a spinebuster. He goes for the pin 1….2….- the pin is broken by Kain himself. Kain Irish Whips Evan into the ropes and tries for a clothesline but Evan counters it with a hurracanrana sending Kain across the mat. Evan gives Kain's face a baseball slide. He smirks a little becoming more and more sure of himself as he climbs the turnbuckle once more. Evan waits for the right moment as he jumps off for another hurracanrana. Kain catches Evan stopping him from pulling off the move and powerbombs him down onto the mat. Kain grabs Evan dragging him across the ring as both men exit the ring. Evan is thrown towards the barrier. Kain runs in with a boot to the face but his smaller opponent ducks causing Kain to take out the father of a young fan, triggering a stream of tears from the child. Evan climbs the barrier and runs towards Kain giving him a missile dropkick to the face. Kain is sent over the barrier towards the fans and Evan goes over towards the ring. Both men are down as the ref makes his count to 4. Kain's arm is shown as he starts to get up. Evan at the same time is making his way back to the ring. He sees Kain and tries to give him a punch to the face but Kain counters it with a block of his own. Kain pushes Evan back as he climbs over the barrier sending him on his back. He grabs Evan by the neck one last time and throws him harshly against the outside post. A loud * ping * sound is heard throughout the arena as Evan's skull meets the metal turnbuckle post. The ref is now getting close to 8 as Kain rolls his beaten opponent inside the ring following him quickly. The fans again are cheering for Kain as he waits for the young superstar to stand up. Becoming impatient he grabs Evan putting him in position for the Tombstone piledriver. He drops down to his knees crushing Evan's skull against the mat. Kain covers for the pin 1…2…3! KAIN WINS! KAIN WINS!

Phillip: Here is your winner…..Kain!

Kain has been as good as his word; Evan is only just stirring as Kain paces about, arms raised and satisfied with his victory. The strong victory lifts Kain’s spirits as he heads to the back, and the rest of the roster had better take note – Kain is back, and he means business.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Onward and Upward (Credit: Pilko)

Pilko is seen in his locker room, doing press-ups. He suddenly stops, and a shadowy figure in the background betrays itself by a slight movement.

Voice: Not good. Not good at all. You need to work harder.

Pilko: Why? What did I get?

Voice: You managed 348. That isn't good, y'know. You have to work your body harder. If you don't work, it won't bring you success. The more you do, the harder you're pushing your body, and the more you'll want to push your body more in matches

Pilko: Listen. I know all that. You've told me that before. But I want to know: what kind of success will this bring me?

The figure moves a little closer, and Pilko tenses up; the camera stays on Pilko’s face so that we can’t see the other person’s identity, but we hear the smack he lays across the back of Pilko’s head clearly enough.

Voice: I've told you before, David. Pushing yourself will win you titles. It's what I used to do. I used to not even turn up to shows until I'd done 1000 push-ups in a row. And you know what I won?

Pilko: Yeah, yeah. We all know. 4 World titles and 8 tag team titles….

Voice: Exactly. Now, continue with your push-ups. I want to see you get at least 500.

Pilko: Yes sir.

Without hesitation Pilko resumes his workout, and the scene fades.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: A foolish challenge

On the titantron, a shot of Chairman Gingerdude’s office is shown; Ginger is standing on one side of his desk, with John Gotti on the other. Ginger is apparently trying to conduct two conversations at once and is not in a good mood.

Ginger: What do you mean, you’re pulling out? You’re security, you’re supposed to deal with crap like this! Jesus, how many injured?

Gotti: Hey, what about me?

Ginger: Hang on a second, will you? Yeah, I’m still here….where was he seen last?

Gotti’s had enough; he snatches Ginger’s cellphone and throws it out the window. Ginger is evidently furious, but Gotti cuts him off before he can speak.

Gotti: I SAID, give me a match!

Ginger: No, no, absolutely not. You’re not cleared to wrestle yet, I can’t give you a match.

Gotti: I’m telling you, I feel fine! There’s nothing wrong with me.

Ginger: Look Gotti, I just don’t think-

Gotti (angrily): You’re as bad as all the others……thinking I’m not good enough! Well listen Ginger, I don’t care what you think – unless you get off your fat ass and give me a match tonight, I’ll disrupt every other contest until I get one!

Ginger is getting deeply pissed off at Gotti, but Gotti ploughs on regardless.

Gotti: I don’t care who the match is with – in fact, I want the first wrestler who passes that door!

Ginger: Gotti, there is no way in hell that –

Suddenly there’s a huge amount of screaming and shouting in the corridor; Ginger comes out from behind his desk to see a stampede of crew and event staff passing by. Several have bleeding gashes on arms and torso. As Ginger approaches the door a huge black shape sweeps past, a flash of spinning metal sending abeam of light across the room.

Ginger: What the FUCK? Oh Christ, not the weedwhacker again…..

Ginger carefully looks around the doorframe; Ridley is about 20 feet up the hallway, using Masamune to decimate the pictures on the wall and sending glass everywhere. Ginger looks at him, then at Gotti…..and the nasty side of Ginger’s character takes over.

Ginger (shouting down the corridor): RIDLEY! YOU’VE GOT A MATCH TONIGHT!

Gotti also looks out of the door, and goes pale. Ridley glances at the pair, spies Gotti and grins before heading off erratically down the corridor.

Gotti: No way!

Ginger: Too late, the match is made – and if you chicken out now, consider your arse fired! Now get out of my office!

Ginger shoves Gotti out and slams the door. Gotti bangs on it angrily, but then he hears the weedwhacker’s snarl…..and makes a run for it before Ridley decides to make an early start on his next victim.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 3: Double Oh Four vs FallenSouls (Table Match) (Credit: BK London)

It’s an ACW classic next, and the fans are already chanting “Tables, Tables” as Philip gets to work.

Phillip: This match is a tables match, coming to the ring from Seoul, South Korea he is the Junior Champion, Fallen Souls !!

”Boldy Going Nowhere” by Ark Endon hits and Fallen Souls walks on the stage with his Jr. Championship around his waist. He walks down the ramp and he taunts the crowd to get some heat and then he enters the ring. FSX goes up on the top rope and he taunts the crowd again and then he raises his Jr. Championship over his head. FSX looks at the stage from the top rope as he senses 004 coming.

Phillip: And his challenger from San Diego, California, Double Oh-Four !!

Doll-Daga Buzz-Buzz Ziggety Zag by Marilyn Manson his and 004 walks up through the curtain and he hypes up the crowd from the stage to get a major pop. He runs down to the ring and slides in Edge style, he gets up and FSX watches him still on the top rope.

004 returns the glance and he goes over by his corner and he takes off the turnbuckle padding and throws it at FSX. FSX jumps off the top rope and 004 leaves the ring, FSX chases 004 around the ring and as they enter 004 goes on the attack as the bell rings. 004 attacks FSX with a flurry of forearms as FSX is getting up. 004 kicks FSX in the gut and he whips him into the ropes, as FSX bounces off the ropes and hits the Back Body Drop on FSX. FSX holds his back and gets up and 004 follows up with a Dropkick with drops FSX out the ring. FSX gets up on the outside and he looks up as 004 takes him out with a Vaulting Body Press. 004 mounts FSX with punches and 004 gets up and he hypes up the crowd again. 004 goes around to the other side of the ring and he searches under the ring and he throws a Trash Can Lid, Trash Can, Stop Sign, and Fire Extinguisher in the ring. 004 goes around to the other side of the ring back to FSX only to receive the Superkick out of nowhere. 004 is layed out cold on the outside and FSX picks up 004 and throws him back in the ring. FSX walks over to the ramp and he pulls the table out by there, FSX picks it up and he carries it to the ring and slides it in. FSX gets up and he sets the table up in the ring, as he is doing this 004 is staggering to his feet. FSX finishes setting up the table and 004 whacks him over the head with a Trash Can Lid. FSX drops down to one knee and and 004 hits him with another Trash Can Lid Shot. FSX is now down on two knees and 004 hits FSX with a final Trash Can Lid Shot to take him down.

004 throws the mangled Trash Can Lid out the ring and he picks up FSX and 004 attempts the German Piledriver but FSX blocks the German Suplex and he elbows his way out of it. FSX kicks 004 in the gut and he attempts the Piledriver but 004 backdrops on the mat. FSX quickly gets up and before 004 can get up he hits him with a Sleeper Hold Slam. 004 holds the back of his neck and FSX picks up the Trashcan and he walks over to 004. 004 turns over on his back and as FSX walks over to him 004 hits him with a Drop Toe Hold and FSX goes face first into the Trash Can. 004 crawls over to the ropes and he staggers to his feet using the ropes, as FSX is getting up also 004 takes him down with a clothesline. FSX gets up again and he receives another clothesline, FSX gets up once again and 004 whips FSX toward the ropes and he attempts a Flapjack through the table but FSX kicks 004 in his face as he is bending down. 004 holds his jaw and FSX follows up with a Evenflow DDT. As 004 lies on the floor his eyes are glazed over. FSX goes to the corner and he waits for 004 to get up, as 004 staggers to his feet FSX attempts the Silence Scissor Kick but 004 moves back and he hits FSX with the German Piledriver. 004 and FSX lie on the ground and both of them are out, slowly 004 rises to his feet and he sets FSX on the table. It appears 004 is going to the top rope and as he is on the apron he taunts the crowd. During this time FSX pulls over the Fire Extinguisher. 004 is on the top rope as he is attempting the Coronado Crahshah but FSX pulls the pin and he releases the foam like substance from the Extinguisher and it blinds 004 who is on the top rope. FSX slides off the table and climbs up the ropes and he hits the Unseen Future through the table on 004. The bell rings as FSX makes his way through the debris of the shattered table.

Philip: And the winner of this match, The Junior Champion, FallenSouls.

FSX leaves the ring as his hand is raised and he is handed his Junior Championship. The referee then returns to the ring to check on the unconscious 004.

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Segment: Dark Motivation (Credit: BK London)

As the cameras come back from commercial a close up of BK London is shown, as the camera moves back it reveals BK London looking in the mirror. He gazes at his reflection, seemingly looking into his inner self.

BK: Samhain, Samhain I promised that it would be Latino's Judgement Day. I promised he would become another victim and that he would beg for mercy when I was over with him. But he still got away with a win……

BK slams his hand on the dresser.

BK: DAMMIT. Why can't I ever do anything right? All the build-up, all the promoing and I fucked up. Grrrrrrr. What is wrong with me? Why can't I win the big one? Why can't I be the one to have my hands raised over a fallen opponent? Why do I always have to be the one who comes so close to touching victory but always gets pulled away? WHY? WHY? WHY?

BK then picks up the vase on his dresser and throws it into the mirror. As the pieces of the mirror fall, BK is seen breathing hard as the water drips from the dresser. All of a sudden he holds his head and he starts screaming.

BK: AAHHHHHHHH !!! What is happening to me?

BK falls to the ground and he curls up into a ball, still screaming. As he does so the shot pulls back again, and a figure in a black cloak is seen standing close by.

Mystery Person: Do you know why you can't win the big one? Because you are weak. You think all these people have your back? Heh, you couldn't be more wrong. At Samhain, AK was supposed to be your friend and help you when you were in need, but what did she do? She just sat there as you were demolished by Latino. And what about your former tag team partner Jakie, as you received that Widows Peak from Enzo to lose your titles, did he save you? I don't think so. Face it BK, you depend on other people to help you. It’s time that you depended on yourself, it’s time that you took things in your own hands. BK, you have all the tools to win the big one, but you just can't seem to do it, can you?

A thin trickle of blood seeps from BK’s mouth, a sign of the intense pain and pressure he’s feeling, and tears flow freely down his cheeks. The mysterious figure approaches and suddenly kicks BK hard in the gut.

Mystery Person: Stop being a little bitch and get up. BK it’s time for a change, look what happened to Skurai once he didn't depend on people to help him, he won the World Championship. The same thing can happen to you.

BK staggers to his feet.

Mystery Person: I want you to go out there and break Skurai in two. I know you’re capable of it. And once you do so, you will be on your way to win gold. But first you must take your frustration out on someone. Someone, anyone, I don't care who. Just do it.

As the camera turns to BK's face it reveals a look of pure anger.

BK: So you want me to take my frustrations out on someone?

Mystery Person: Exactly.

BK: You got it.

Without pausing, BK kicks the mystery person in the gut and he bashes the back of his head into the metal door. The mystery person holds the back of his head and BK coolly punches him to the floor; with a vicious half smile BK picks up the cord for a table lamp and rips it out of its housing. BK gazes at the prone figure for a second, and the drops the severed cord into the pool of water on the floor from the smashed vase. Sparks fly off, and the figure convulses for a few seconds before lying still. BK watches, and then faces the camera, intent plastered all over his face.

BK: Tonight someone will beg for mercy. It may not be Skurai but before this night is over someone will have becomes JUST ANOTHER VICTIM.

BK laughs, but as he does so he doesn’t see the figure rising up behind him; it places a hand on his neck, and BK turns and screams…….

BK: AAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Abruptly the scene cuts; BK sits bolt upright on his couch, breathing incredibly hard and shaking. He almost headbutts AK with the swiftness of his movement, but she just about avoids it and her expression is one of relief.

AK: Oh, thank goodness for that, I was starting to get really worried! I was passing your locker room and saw you passed out on the floor……

As AK continues to talk, BK thinks to himself, was this dream trying to tell me something?

AK: ......and then I rested you on your couch.

BK: AK, I appreciate what you did. But I don't need your help. I don't need anyone's help.

AK: But BK, are you -

BK springs up and grabs AK by the throat, slamming her into the wall.

BK: But nothing, woman!

BK releases his grip; AK’s eyelids flutter for a second, and then she slumps down against the wall, glassy eyed. BK is shocked, and as he looks at his hand there’s a small amount of blood on it; he must have aggravated one of the head wounds from Samhain that haven’t healed yet. Unable to speak, BK backs toward the door, fumbles for the handle, and then runs off, leaving AK to come around by herself.

Fade out.

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Segment: Rivals, Friend and Foe (Credit: Bladeshadow)

“Step Up” hits, and Bladeshadow and V-3 come out completely energized. They have the tag belts over their shoulders and they take their time walking to the ring, giving the crowd high fives, signing a few autographs and showing off their new gold. Once they make it to the ring, V-3 takes up a mike.

V-3: HEY HEY HEY EVERYODY!!! It’s great to be here as always.

Blade takes the mike from V-3 somewhat abruptly. V looks over at Blade a little angry for the second but then dismisses the action and shrugs it off.

Blade: Yes it certainly is V, and I’d Like to thank everyone here for their support… The crowd gives a huge pop …..Not that we really needed it.

The crowd seems to almost go dead silent. There are even a few boos which can be heard

Blade: Hmmm……..Perhaps I should restate that. Its not that we don’t appreciate it, I mean we love all you guys, and all the support you give us really means a lot. It’s just that we really didn’t need much help during our tag match at Samhain. I mean hell, you guys all saw the match, it was practically a squash.

A light chuckle comes over the crowd and it returns to its usual cheery state.

Blade: Now for the reason we came out here, outside of showing off our new gold heh, I have a few points to address. First of all, Hunter and Cage, the bastards who beat us down after our tag victory, YOU WILL BE DEALT WITH. And I assure, it will be much sooner than you think. I’ve already talked to Ginger and he’s booked us in a tag match next Thursday. And I assure, our vengeance will be swift and painful!

The crowd goes ecstatic at the announcement of the match, and Blade is forced to stop for a minute and allow the crowd to cheer.

Blade: However, that’s NEXT week, and while we may not have a match ourselves tonight there is of course ONE match that we are particularly interested in, and that is of course the 1st contender tag match between TIM and Surion and RDK. Now while a part of me would love to face TIM again, just for the easy victory, and also doesn’t want to have to face my old friend RDK, another part of me, the REAL wrestling part, wants to see Surion and RDK crush them, just so that I can face him once again, just so I can test myself against the new RDK. Either way Me and V are going to watch this match VERY closely, and whoever wins, they should know that we will be more than ready to face you anytime, anywhere. See you guys later..

Blade throws down the mike, “step up” hits again, and the team walks out of the ring, and once again takes it’s time going out to the back, conversing with the crowd the whole way back.

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Match 4: Latino vs Hunter

The fourth match provides an interesting contest; one of ACW’s hot new talents against one of its toughest veterans.

Philip: This is a singles match, set for one fall. Introducing first, from Rochester, NY….Hunter!

Won’t Back Down” hits, and the crowd boos Hunter as he emerges into the spotlights. His tactics at Samhain, despite being highly successful, have not endeared him to the fans, but Hunter couldn’t care less and he flips them off arrogantly as he steps up on to the apron.

Just as Hunter is through the ropes, the music shifts into “I stand alone”, and the crowd if anything just gets louder in its disapproval as Latino steps into view from behind the curtains.

Philip: And his opponent, from New York……..Latino!

Latino walks to the ring keeping his eyes forward; he does not react to the crowd’s booing, but neither does he antagonize them. Instead he focuses on the confident Hunter, keeping his eyes and ears open for any sign of his opponent’s sibling, but Hunter seems determined to handle this one alone and take the glory for himself. The pair lock eyes as Latino enters the ring, and the ref waves to the timekeeper for the match to begin.

Bell Rings.

Hunter’s itching to get at Latino, and the pair lock up quickly in the centre of the ring. Hunter shoves as hard as he can, but Latino is highly experienced in this type of contest and he expertly judges the critical point at which Hunter is depending on him for balance, and then deftly slips aside causing Hunter to rush forward and cannon into the ropes. Hunter rebounds without turning around, and Latino clotheslines him from behind before leg dropping on to the back of Hunter’s neck as he lies face down. Latino rolls Hunter over and pins, but Hunter kicks strongly against it before 2 and is on his feet very quickly. Hunter goes on the attack, picking Latino up and delivering a scoop slam with impressive speed; he follows through with a running bulldog as Latino regains his feet and then makes a pin of his own. This gets close to 2 before Latino frees himself; Latino rolls away from Hunter to get some space, and this time he’s on his feet and ready to meet Hunter when he approaches to resume his attack. Hunter goes toe to toe, alternating between chops and forearm blows to the face, but he takes as much as he gives out and Latino seems to suffer a little less with each blow. After several moments of this, the cumulative damage done gives Latino enough of an edge to break out a more powerful attack – he delivers a northern lights suplex to Hunter, and then heads to the top rope. Latino prepares for a moonsault, but just as he’s lifting off he catches a fleeing glance of the look in Hunter’s eyes as he lies on the mat. Hunter is bluffing; he rolls aside, but that momentary eye contact tips Latino off, and he rolls through on landing to minimize the impact to himself. As Hunter stands and turns around he expects to see Latino in pain on the mat – instead he walks straight into a superkick, and Latino has him rolled up before he can fully comprehend what’s hit him. Hunter kicks out at 2.5, but it’s a close call and the crowd jeer Hunter for his cockiness as he gets up and faces his cool and collected opponent across the ring.

Latino raises an eyebrow at Hunter, and for a second just the merest hint of his old personality shows itself. This is totally lost on Hunter, who just now wants to take Latino down as quickly as he possibly can. Hunter moves in quickly and goes to whip Latino; Latino reverses, but Hunter stays on his toes and reverses it again so that Latino only travels a short distance before hurtling back, straight into Hunter who shows off his raw power with a back body drop. Latino comes down hard, and Hunter slides in next to him and tries to apply a sleeperhold. Latino is alert enough to break away and stop this happening, but Hunter pursues and takes hold of Latino’s neck from behind, rushing forward and slamming his face against the top turnbuckle. Hunter keeps on beating Latino for a few moments, but then Latino abruptly spins, hops to the second rope and produces a tornado DDT out of nowhere to bring Hunter down. Latino pins and gets a 2; the crowd is now deeply into the match, and their reaction lifts Latino a little as he jumps back up. Latino aims a stream of punches at Hunter, and pushes him back to the same corner that Hunter trapped him in moments before; Latino switches to attacking Hunter’s chest and gut, and then whips him diagonally toward the other corner before rushing in for a turnbuckle splash. Hunter staggers out of the corner; he tries to lock up with Latino again, but Latino has other ideas and nails Hunter with a dropkick to the side of his head. Hunter keels over sideways, and Latino is already at the corner; he climbs up, makes a very brief check that Hunter isn’t playing possum again, and then takes flight for the Houston Hangover. It connects with ring – shaking power, and Latino has little difficulty in covering Hunter for the 1-2-3.

Philip: Here is your winner…..Latino!

Hunter tries to stand, but he’s clearly still very dazed. Latino looks, but it’s as if he doesn’t see him; he’s in another place entirely. After a few seconds Latino comes back to reality; his face indicates that he’s come to some kind of important decision, and he slides out of the ring, pacing purposefully up the ramp. The ringside mics just about pick up the sound as he murmurs something to himself….

Latino: I can’t put it off any longer…..I have to do this. I have to know.

Latino disappears backstage, leaving everyone to wonder what his strange curiosity is all about…..