Thursday Night Meltdown 6th January 2005

[Wyvern]

Schedule of matches:
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Jake vs. Angelo

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G-Unit vs. The Capitalists

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RDK vs. Bob - World Title Tourney Match

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“The Rookie Monster” Danny Richards vs. Surion

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Predator vs. Cage

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Blade vs. Davey Marvel

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Latino vs. TNT - World Title Tourney Match

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Rose vs. Wyvern

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[Wyvern]

Opening Segment: Special Delivery (Credit: Yoko)

Camera opens as Yoko Satoshi arrives at the ACW Arena, she sees Ginger waiting at the doors.

Yoko: You waiting for someone?

Ginger: Just you.

Yoko: ....Something wrong?

Ginger: Not really.

He pulls a brown envelope out of his suit and hands it to Yoko.

Ginger: Another delivery from Japan. I'm kind of tired of being your mailman, you know.

She opens it and looks inside.

Yoko: It's another video.

Ginger: I know, I looked. There's no instructions, so I thought I'd just give it to you, instead of playing it. You can go use one of the spare players in the storage room if you want. Tell Yuki to start addressing them to you instead of me, please.

Yoko: I will. Thanks.

They both enter the building, but split down different corridors; Ginger to his office, and Yoko to find a spare DVD player.

End Segment.

[Wyvern]

Segment: Gooey’s Second challenge (Credit: JonnyG and Gooeygarth)

The scene opens up with Jonny and Gooey talking to each other in the hallway. Jonny is shown talking to Gooey as the sound kicks in.

Jonny: Ok so lemme get this straight….you want to challenge me again and this time to a push ups contest?

Gooey: That’s right Monday’s challenge tested our endurance…….sorta and this test will show the strength and the athletic ness that you and I have.

Jonny: Ok fine……Uh……you 2 over there pointing at 2 ACW workers Come here the workers go over to them Ok you there pointing at one of them I need you to count for Gooey and you pointing at the other one I need you to count for me. Both nod in understanding. Ok so Gooey first to 10 sound good?

Gooey: Sounds good to me both get into position Ok ready…..go!

Worker counting for Gooey: 1!

Worker Counting for Jonny: 1!

Worker counting for Gooey: ……

Worker Counting for Jonny: 2

Worker Counting for Jonny: 3…4…5….6…7…8…9…10!!

Jonny: Ok it seems like I won this challenge. Hey dude why did you stop counting?

Worker Counting for Gooey: ……

Jonny looks at Gooey and sees Gooey passed out on the floor from “over competing”

JonnyG: I see……….ANYWHO thanks for your help you guys could go back to doing nothing.

Jonny picks up Gooey and throws him over his shoulder and takes him back to their locker room to ACTUALLY get ready for tonight’s match. On the way he mumbles to himself.

Jonny: Man Gooey sure does need to lay of those nachos.

Camera fades to black.

[Wyvern]

Segment: Fair Warning (Credit: Wyvern)

Camera cuts to outside of the New Breed locker room, where Wyvern is waiting patiently, apparently looking for someone. Currently leaning on the wall, he takes a look at his cell phone, checking for any messages. Davey Marvel enters from the hall and starts to walk into the locker room, but Wyvern grabs him by the scruff of his neck without even looking, his gaze still transfixed on his cell phone. Marvel has a look of confusion as Wyvern closes the flip-style cell phone and speaks.

Wyvern: What were you and Oliver up to last week? That was nothing short of ridiculous.

Marvel: We were just trying to help you out, considering we’re going to need to take what we can get if we’re to compete against Pain Inc. and the Nation of Awesomation. You understand, don’t you?

Wyvern: Understand? I made it 100% crystal clear that no interference was to be on you or Oliver’s part. Now I’m looking like a hypocrite, tarnishing my image and reputation, while you and Oliver go ahead and disregard what I told you not to do. Being pissed is just an understatement.

Marvel: Ok, I’m sorry I was just trying to help you out! I though we were supposed to be a cohesive unit. Boy was I mistaken…<br>
Marvel starts walking into the locker room, but Wyvern stops him. Wyvern has an apologetic expression on his face as he speaks again.

Wyvern: I know…and I’m sorry for blowing up at you. I know I should be talking to Oliver too, but he’s nowhere to be seen tonight, same goes for his sister. Anyway, we are a cohesive unit, and although we’ve had a tough beginning already, I'm positive things will get better. Just do me a favor Marvel, and take care in the ring tonight against Bladeshadow. I’ve got my match against Rose tonight, so I’m going to train for that tonight. Best of luck Marvel, just don’t do anything to disgrace yourself tonight.

Marvel: Thanks man, I’m glad that you’re not pissed at me or Oliver. I was worried for a moment that tonight would’ve yielded a far worse result than this. Thanks for the support. Do me a favor, and send a message to Pain Inc. that we’re not planning on going down anytime soon, seeing as the Nation’s time will come soon enough.

Marvel and Wyvern shake hands, and Wyvern proceeds to go over towards the weight room area of the arena, while Marvel unloads his gear into the locker room and starts to get ready for the night. One could only wonder if tension between the two has actually been resolved, or is this just a façade? Time will tell. Camera fades.

[Wyvern]

Match 1: Jake Cheng vs Angelo Giovanni (Credit: AK)

The next contest is one which splits opinion right down the middle, and only the foolhardy would try and guess the outcome ahead of time.

Philip: This is a singles match, set for one fall…..introducing first, from Dover, NH, The Chinese Phenom and ACW Lightweight Champion – Jake Cheng!

”Encore / Numb” hits, and Jake strides out, wearing his title belt and looking extremely pumped up for the match. Halfway down the ramp, Jake stops and almost pulls a Ron Artest by hitting a fan with a “Jake Cheng fears Angelo” sign. But instead he just takes the sign and rips it to pieces. He finally gets into the ring and holds up his belt, ignoring the asshole chants.

Jake Cheng: Ok, I’ll get to the point because I know you all want to see me kick Angelo’s ass some more. Well, it is simple. SO simple even Angelo can figure it out. Angelo you are the last surviving member of T.I.M. If it weren’t for TIM I would still be a Tag Team Champion.

He puts down the mic, takes off his belt and stretches. Jake appears to be unconcerned as he waits in the ring.

Philip: And his opponent, being accompanied by The Duke….. from New York, Angelo “The Venom” Giovanni!

”FBI’s theme” hits, and the crowd fairly give Angelo just as much heat as they gave to Jake. Angelo does not hesitate to chin – flick the lot of them, and he exudes confidence as he reaches the apron. Duke remains on the outside, he knows how to play his particular game to perfection, and as the ref takes Jake’s belt Angelo gets in a little trash talk. The ref gives the ok for things to start, and Jake immediately responds to Angelo’s jibes with a dash forward and a forceful elbow strike, which makes Angelo stagger back.

Bell Rings.

Angelo rebounds from the ropes into a direct attack; he clotheslines Jake to the ground and keeps on going to rebound a second time. This time, though, Jake reacts more quickly, and he backdrops Angelo using his own momentum against him. As soon as he hears the sound of Angelo connecting with the canvas, Jake backflips from his standing position to land on top of Angelo in a cover. The ref counts, and Angelo gets almost 2 for his efforts. Jake pushes him away, getting rather annoyed; he is determined not to let Angelo build up a head of steam, and he lays down 2 or 3 strikes to the head and chest of his foe before rushing to the ropes and executing the Dragon’s Breath. The move takes Angelo by surprise, and he’s pinned before he realizes it; Jake gets a count of 2.5, and taunts Angelo as he finds his feet once more. Angelo glowers, and then glances at Duke on the outside; Duke flexes his muscles, and takes a step forward. Jake watches Duke; the ref is also suspicious, and steps over to the edge of the ring to give Duke a warning. Duke argues in animated Italian style, and Angelo takes advantage of the referee’s distraction to kick out at Jake’s more sensitive parts. He follows with a storming Yakuza kick, and Duke breaks off his protest to allow the referee to count the pin by his boss. Some of the crowd is impressed by Angelo’s manipulation, others boo in disapproval, but in any case Jake gets a shoulder up just after the 2 count. Almost immediately the pair are at each other’s throats, punching and kicking with equal fervor, and Angelo goes for a whip to the corner, only to have it reversed. Jake signals for the Bronco buster, and gets a decent pop as he delivers the move to Angelo, slumped at the turnbuckle.

[Wyvern]

Duke circles the ring, approaching Jake; Jake jumps up and moves away to the centre of the ring, thus releasing Angelo. Duke taunts Jake from the outside; Jake shouts back, and misses Angelo approaching from the side to clothesline him to the mat. Angelo drops and pins, getting 2; Jake battles back, giving Angelo the slip and running to the corner, from which he launches his trademark Dragonrana. Jake rolls Angelo up, and Angelo has to fight hard to escape before the 3 count. The match is as close as everyone expected, and Duke seems to be getting fidgety on the outside; he moves closer to the ring again, and the ref shoos him back. This time it’s Jake that capitalizes; he’s just as willing as Angelo to take advantage, and he pays back Angelo’s kick to the groin with compound interest. Angelo falls to the mat, close to the turnbuckle; Jake jumps up top, raising his arms to signal another high – flying stunt, and goes for a quick frog splash rather than his more risky finisher. It’s a good move; Angelo is raising his knees to meet the flying Jake, but he only partially has them lifted on impact and so the damage is less severe. Angelo still tries for a pin, holding Jake’s tights, but the ref sees this and refuses the count. Angelo thumps the canvas in frustration, and Jake sees his window of opportunity; Angelo is kneeling….and he is open for Jake’s Shining Wizard. He’s about to go for it, but he sees Duke about to climb the apron and hesitates for just a critical second before committing to the move. The crowd noise surges as Jake runs forward – but this, and Duke’s shout of warning, prompt Angelo to duck, and Jake misses; Duke drops back to the floor before the ref has a chance to chastise him. Angelo leaps to his feet, and Jake turns around to be met by a massive dropkick that almost busts his nose on the spot. Angelo quickly picks Jake up, and nails the Italian Decimator to end Jake’s challenge; he pins cleanly this time, and gets the 1-2-3.

Philip: Here is your winner…..Angelo Giovanni!

The crowd, despite still booing the heel pair, nevertheless applaud a solid match. Angelo decides to restrict his celebrations to outside the ring, and he walks around with Duke in tow before heading for the back. Jake stands back up quickly; he realizes that he fell for Angelo’s mind games, concentrating too much on Duke and thus leaving himself open to the more direct threat. But it’s a mistake he’s unlikely to make again, and the next time this pair meet, once again the outcome will be far from certain.

[Wyvern]

Segment: The Life and Times of BK London (Credit: BK)

BK London is shown walking into a room where only a small amount of light can reach. He sits down and looks at the camera.

BK: It all began again seven months ago, seven months ago when I debuted on July 1st 2004, on the Canadian Day Episode of Thunder. I had just come out of the ruins of what was left in GFWWE and I was searching to make a name for myself. I wanted to become the best heel in ACW history. But I knew it wouldn't work out.

BK London: Alright cut the music. See tonight all of you will witness the wrestling skills of BK London. The best damn wrestler in the whole GF WCW, better than Skurai, better than Rey McFoley, better than Latino, hell, even better than your WCW Champion Bladeshadow or that crazy son of a ***** Ridley!

The crowd is less than impressed by such a proud boast without evidence to back it up, and they boo and jeer BK.

BK London: Shut the hell up, can't you hicks see I am trying to talk?

Crowd (losing patience rapidly): Asshole, Asshole, Asshole !!!

BK London: Let me get this clear to each and every one of you, I am not someone to mess with. Just watch tonight, tonight these three losers will be the first victims of BK London.
BK: So I decided to make a change, turn a face, or turn to a face, and later I would find out that that exact change would benefit me for the rest of my ACW Career.

The fans shout and protest angrily as BK raises the chair……………..but their howls of derision are Privately transformed into cheers of surprise and delight as BK lands the shot – directly on RDK’s head. RDK drops down to his knees, and BK gives him a second shot for the heck of it; Latino rolls back to his feet and taunts RDK with obvious enjoyment. The crowd is loving every second, and things only get better as Commissioner Ginger steps out on to the stage, mic in hand.

Ginger: I’ve got to hand it to you BK……….you had RDK completely taken in by your deception, if I was wearing a hat I’d take it off to you.

BK: Thank you, Commissioner. I promised RDK a surprise, and I certainly gave him one.

Ginger: I’m a man of my word BK……….you kept your end of the bargain, now I will keep mine. On Nitro, you will face Spider……….and the winner of that match will go forward to face Skurai for the TV title at Seven Deadly Sins!

BK: That shot at the title at Seven Deadly Sins skyrocketed me from jobber, to an actual midcard fighter. Although I lost I proved that I was tough and I can take anything that was throw and me. During that time between Seven Deadly Sins and the PPV Heatwave my confidence in myself slowly increased as I won the Tag Team Championships and I took it to Spider hard. At Heatwave it all came to fruition as I retained my ACW Tag Title with Jake and I won the Entertainment Championship.

Spider slumps on the mat, but London is determined to finish his plan; using his last reserves of energy he pulls Spider up the ladder with him, and cameras flash everywhere as London throws the lighter on to the table, igniting it, before he superplexes Spider off the ladder and through the table. There is an incredible crash as the table shatters; both men instinctively roll away from the flames, but pure adrenaline pulses through London’s body, and he is up almost immediately, rolling Spider back in to the ring and chucking away the ladder as the referee finally stands back up. He has to kneel down almost immediately to count, though, and the whole arena counts with him as London rolls Spider up and holds him to get the 1-2-3 and bring the match to a climactic end.

Philip: Here is your winner……and NEW ACW Entertainment Title Holder…..BK London!

London’s fans are in seventh heaven, and London himself stays kneeling on the mat as the referee hands the belt to him. London gets up slowly and looks around him at the cheering throngs, and he raises up the belt to them in recognition of their support.

[Wyvern]

BK: That win made me a Double Champion, a feat only a handful of people in ACW have accomplished. Later that month I lost both titles and I lost in the EOTR tournament, but later than night I regained my Entertainment Title. Making history being the first ever and only ever two time Entertainment Champion. Later that month Latino and I began to have some tension between each other. Tension that drove him almost maniacal as he drove me off a bridge.

In obvious pain himself, Latino staggers back to the front of the cab and slumps into the seat. Without closing the door, Latino restarts the car and puts his foot to the floor; the tyres scream, and then the car jumps forward, accelerating to 70 miles an hour in only a few seconds. Barely 20 feet from the edge of the incomplete bridge, Latino throws himself out of the car and is sent rolling, covering him in cuts and bruises. There’s a huge scream, and then silence from the fans as the taxi gracefully flies off of the bridge; the camera crew run forward as a gigantic splash is heard. Latino too crawls to the edge, and the camera sees what he sees; the back of the car sinking horrifyingly fast into the freezing depths of the river below.

BK: That near death experience change my life forever, I was now driven, driven to commit things that the normal man wouldn't want to do. I wanted to kill Latino, but not physically, but mentally. I returned one month later at the spectacle Samhain, where I gave it all against Latino but it wasn't enough to take out Latino as he picked up the win. That match was the evolution of a new me, a smarter me, a stronger me, a wiser me, and a few weeks later I won the Triple Threat. No.1 Contendership that took me to Hellbound Heart to face the ACW Champion, Alexandra Kaesar.

A swift kick brings BK to his knees, and Rose hits him over the head to drop him before she takes aim for the finishing blow…..

Voice: Alex! No, please…..don’t hurt daddy!

The little girl has scrabbled over the barrier before anyone from security spots her. Princess isn’t much taller than the apron, but she rolls herself into the ring with an inherited skill and runs over to Rose, who is surprised enough to put the chair down to one side.

Rose: Princess, what are you doing here? I promised you would have him back after the match. Now leave this ring before you get hurt.

Princess: NO! I won’t let you hurt daddy!

Rose laughs.

Rose: What makes you think you have any choice in the matter?

Princess’ response is to stamp on Rose’s foot as hard as she can, and then kick her in the shin with surprising force. Rose winces just a little, but it’s like a gnat bite to her, and her expression becomes more malicious. Princess starts to look afraid, and before she can run Rose kicks her to the ground. The crowd boos and shouts furiously; on the outside, it’s impossible to tell if Ridley’s sudden outburst of psychotic laughter is due to events in the ring or those in his tortured mind. Princess looks close to tears, but she glares at Rose and won’t cry; for some reason this infuriates Rose more and she picks her up, preparing for the Mark of The Rose…..which means she fails to spot an apoplectic Kiley shoving security out of the way and charging into the ring. Kiley rolls into the ring, scoops up the dropped chair and nails Rose in the back with it in a single fluid movement; the crowd cheers, but this too has little effect on Rose, who drops the child, whirls around, and catches hold of Kiley by the throat to suspend her in the air.

Rose: Are all of London’s relatives as stubborn and useless as you are? You are not worthy to share this ring with me, but if you insist on being included I will willingly take this whole family apart!

Kiley struggles and gags, but Rose is far too strong. The crowd is yelling and shouting, trying to get BK moving, but in fact it’s just one voice that does the trick.

Princess: Daddy, please….. Don’t let the bad lady hurt mommy……

BK’s eyes snap open, and he springs to his feet; he takes hold of the steel chair that Kiley dropped, and Rose gets just a moment to see BK more angry, and more powerful, than he has ever been before he brings the chair crashing down on the top of her head.

BK: That was a life changing experience as I realized that my family will always have my back no matter what I do. No matter what obstacle I want to overcome, they will be there. The next month I competed in one of the most demonic structures in Wrestling History, the Hell in a Cell Evolution. Six Superstars, there was no winner in this match, but one survivor. Rose. I came so close to winning that title I could almost feel the gold plated belt. But once again it slipped ouf of my grasp. So here I am, for the third month in a row trying to capture the title that mostly everyone craves for. The title that shows that you have made it, that you have overcome all the odds and all the blood, sweat, and tears payed off. I promise, I will win that tournament, whatever it takes to I will win it because it is my destiny, it is fate, to become ACW Champion and I will go to any lengths to feel that gold before time is up.

BK London takes a moment to contemplate, and he walks out of the dark room as the scene fades.

[Wyvern]

Match 2: G-Unit vs. The Capitalists (Credit: BK)

The crowd is in a state of pure anxiety, seeing how the card is full of high-octane matches still to come, and the promos shown don’t satisfy the rabid fans as much as they fuel the expectations of the fanatics. Phillip enters the ring to a pop, as the crowd is ready for action of any kind here tonight.

Phillip: This match is scheduled for one fall, coming to the ring at a combined weight of 524 pounds, G-Unit.

"Defy You" by Offspring hits and both Jonny and Gooey Garth run onto the stage to a big pop from the crowd. The tag team walk down to the ring and the slide in the ring and climb up to the middle ropes on the opposite corners in the ring. Jonny and Gooey hop down from the middle ropes and they wait in the ring for their opponents.

Phillip: And their opponents at a combined weight of 490 pounds, The Capitalists.

"Born in the USA" by Bruce Springsteen hits and the capitalists walk to the ring with little reaction from the crowd being new to ACW. They enter the ring and they stare at their opponents JonnyG and Gooey Garth and the referee signals for the bell.

Gooey and Kevin Fitzharris start off the match and they begin to tie up, Gooey locks in a Headlock and follows up with a Headlock Takedown. Kevin follows up the move with a Leg Scissors to the head of Gooey. Gooey rolls out of the move and bridges himself on the chest of Kevin. The referee begins to count but Kevin rises off and spins around to take Gooey down with a modified pin. Gooey kicks out and both superstars return to their feet and Gooey takes Kevin down with a clothesline. Kevin gets back up and Gooey takes him back down with a Scoop Slam. Kevin holds his back and gets up and Gooey attempts hiptoss but Kevin counters it with a Swinging Neckbreaker. Kevin picks up Gooey and goes to his corner and tags in his partner, Anthony Kalib. Anthony enters the ring and Kevin holds him up so he can lay a kick to the abdomen of Gooey. Gooey falls to the ground and Anthony locks in a Sleeper hold to slow down Gooey. Gooey begins to fade and Jonny hits the top turnbuckle to win support of the crowd. The crowd begins to chant for Gooey and Gooey feeds off the crowd and elbows Anthony in the stomach. He attempts to bounce off the ropes but Anthony pulls his hair bringing him back down to the mat. Gooey holds the back of his head and Anthony picks him up and locks in a Bearhug. Gooey screams in pain and Anthony increases the pressure of the hold. Gooey then begins to fire up and he punches the face of Anthony and Anthony releases the hold. Gooey then picks up Anthony and hits a desperation Cheesedip. Gooey slowly crawls to his corner and he tags in Jonny as Anthony tags in Kevin. Kevin and Jonny enter the ring and Jonny cleans house taking Kevin down with a clothesline and Anthony down with a Backbody Drop. Anthony gets up and Jonny takes him out the ring with a Spear. Anthony rolls out of the ring and Kevin gets up and attempts a clothesline but Jonny hits a Modified Backbreaker on him. Jonny goes up to the top rope and he tells Gooey to set up Kevin and he does in Piledriver Position. G-Unit then proceeds to hit the Spike Piledriver and Jonny covers Kevin to pick up the win.

Announcer: And the winner of this match, G-Unit!

G-Unit celebrate in the ring as the Capitalists retreat to the back.

[Wyvern]

Segment: Do you hear that? (Credit: 004)

The camera opens up to the inside of Kross's locker room where he is seen kneeling and praying while holding a rosary when all of a sudden, someone knocks on the door

Kross: Come in.

A slightly disturbed 004 enters the room.

Kross: Hello 004...

He quickly scans 004 over.

something troubles you...

004: Exactly... 004 sits in a nearby chair apparently, I feel like I'm experiencing a mental breakdown, and there's no one else to consult, so I came to you; lately, my leave of absense has not been one of comfort, I've been hearing things lately... 004 stops and quickly looks around the room like that, tell me you heard that Kross.

Kross: ... Nope, can't say I did, what exactly have you been hearing?

004: Voices mainly... could it be an omen from God or something? Well, I've been skipping mass lately, that's what gives me the idea....

Kross: (Now rubbing his chin)Well, all I can say is possibly get some sleep, you've probably just experienced a lack of endorphins from not being on the mat lately... now if you'll excuse me, I must finish my prayers...

004: Thanks...

004 walks out of the room and once outside hears "something" and looks around the hallway as he walks away.

Camera fades.

[Wyvern]

Segment: Meet the Swervers (Credit: Amo/Bob)

Kevin stands outside of the Nation of Awesomation’s Locker room with ACWs "Most Awesome" duo.

Kevin: I am here today with the re-united The Bob and Amo Show. Now guys you had everyone fooled. Very few people would figure that you two would ever even be in the same match again. How do you feel about what you did?

Amo: Well, lets just say that a large majority of the Fed got...

Amo and Bob together: SWERVED!

Bob: Right you are Amo! We pulled a stunt that will be talked about for many decades to come. Just like when we become the Tag Champions. This brings me to the first thing we need to talk about today, Amo what is the first thing we need to talk about?

Amo: Well, the first thing needing to be addressed is the OBVIOUS popularity difference between us

Amo poses while Bob kinda tries to but doesn't really pull it off successfully, he is far more suited for dancing.

Amo: ... and Hunter and Cage...

Bob holds up some pictures of Hunter and Cage getting beat by G-Unit in various matches

Bob: All I could find are pictures of them getting beat my G-Unit cause that’s like the only team they fight.

Amo: Right you are, Bob. I mean seriously, we have barely been back together a week, let alone held a tag title, and we are already the Most Talked About...

Bob: Most highly anticipated...

Amo: Most awesomest tag team since butter and toast. There hasn't been a tag team as good as us since, like, ever!

Bob: Ever?

Amo: EVER!

Kevin: Right... this brings me to my second question, The New Breed. Wyvern has said that the four of you are just hoping on the band wagon so get a bit of attention. How do you feel about those words?

Bob: Well Kevin you see the whole idea of the Nation was brought up by RDK..

The crowd pops at the mention of RDK's name. Bob does a one-handed hand stand while Amo does a pose until the crowd quiets down.

Bob: ...a good month and a half ago. He came to Kross, Amo and me and brought up the idea. From what I have heard about the New Breed, they just pulled the idea out of the collective ass and that’s how they came about. They had by far the worst introduction ever! The three of them took out Predator! How sad is that?

Amo: Hey! Don't be making a fool of Predator now... Predator... the strongest beast in the pack... Predator... the fiercest hunter in the wild... Predator... second only to the Governator, Arnold Schwartzenegger!

Bob: Didn't he beat all the Aliens in that movie?

Amo: Not really... his ass got killed by the big mama alien at the end, and a little predator alien popped outta his chest at the end...

Bob: What a pity. Let us have a moment of silence for Predator.

Amo and Bob lower their heads in silence for a few moments, with Amo visibly laughing and trying to hold it in.

Kevin: Now last Monday, Kross had a match with Wyvern. In this match The New Breed did try to interfere. How do you guys feel about this?

Amo: I have a few grievances with this occurrence. First of all, they tried to attack Kross. Second, they attacked the Ref instead of Kross. Third, Kross won the match. If I were to make a comment about their actions, I would have to say that they royally screwed up the screw job. And speaking of screw jobs, I'm beginning to wonder what goes on in The New Breed locker room after hours...

Bob: well they do have that Ash chick. She is kinda hot! But because of the New Breeds actions, Kross's awesome win wasn't as awesome! Amo we should tell them shame on them!

Bob and Amo: Shame on you New Breed!

Kevin: Another question, this is mainly for you Bob. BK has said some nasty things about you. He brags on how he is a World Title Contender and you're just the Entertainment Champion. How do you feel about that?

Bob: Well Kevin, last time I check I'm in the same tournament as him. He then calls me a pint sized faggot, oh no those words hurt so much!

Amo: Have you ever noticed how fluent and varied BK's grammar is?

Bob: I never have Amo, thank you for bringing this up.

Kevin: This brings me to my next question. Tonight is Bob vs. RDK in the world Title Tourney. Do you think this match will hurt your team spirit?

Amo: Listen here, Chubcake, you need to lay off that deep-fried butter you've been guzzling.

Amo pokes at Kevin's pot-belly

Our faction is made of the stuff of Gods; the only force able to break us up would be Kross' lord himself... what was his name again?

Bob: Uhhh... God?

Amo: Yeah! That guy!

Kevin just glares at Amo and Bob. He tries to keep his professional posture.

Kevin: well I think this interview is over. Good day gentlemen

Kevin walks off

Bob: Wow he sure can't take a joke; he's almost as butt hurt as BK.

Amo: Seriously though... the guy needs to get in the gym... hey, want an Oreo?

grabs a Oreo and starts to nibble.

Bob: Thanks man!

Bob munches on an Oreo.

You’re my boy, Amo.

Amo munches on an Oreo while at a mock Military attention stance.

Amo: thank you sir.


Fade out.

[Wyvern]

Match 3: RDK vs. Bob – World Title Tourney Match (Credit: BK)

Phillip: This match is a World Championship Tournament Match scheduled for one fall, coming to the ring from Yellowknife, Canada, weighing in at 235 pounds, R....D....K !!

"Macho Man" sounds throughout the arena and the crowd are on their feet for their hero RDK. RDK walks through the curtains on the stage wearing his signature glasses, he walks down to the ring slapping hands with the crowd. RDK walks up the steps and he walks on the apron and climbs up to the middle rope where he raises one arm in the air and thousands of cameras flash. RDK steps down from the ropes and enters the ring. He begins to stretch as he waits for his opponent.

Phillip: And the challenger, from Los Angeles, California, The Entertainment Champion, Bob Di'Las !!

"Stomp it to my beat" by Bad Boy Bill hits and the crowd cheer as much as they do for RDK for Bob "The Swerve" Di'Las. Bob walks out to the stage with the Entertainment Championship on his shoulder sporting a orange and blue old school sweat suit. Bob walks down to the ring and he rolls in, he climbs up to the middle rope and raises the Entertainment Championship and the crowd gives him another large pop. Bob hops down from the second rope and usually there would be a referee in the ring but there isn't on this occasion. Bob begins to remove his entrance attire when...

"Breathe" by Fabulous hits and BK London walks out through the curtain onto the stage wearing the referee attire.

Phillip: And the special guest referee for this match, weighing in at 235 pounds, B-K London !!

BK London walks down to the ring slapping hands with the crowd and RDK and Bob's jaw drops. BK London slides in the ring and he smirks at both Bob and RDK. BK then walks up to Bob and takes his Entertainment Championship away from him and hands it to the timekeeper. BK calls for the bell and the match commences.

RDK: Come on Bob, you can get the first hit in.

Bob looks at RDK and he begins to exit the ring.

RDK: Where do you think you are going?

Bob: Look, Randy. If you are gonna go easy on me I might as well walk out on you.

Bob begins to walk up the ramp but RDK runs out the ring and he grabs Bob and tosses him back in the ring. RDK is still shocked at this turn of events and he goes over to BK and starts to argue with him about why is he referee, BK tells him that he is the appointed referee for this match and out of nowhere Bob attempts to roll up RDK for the pin, BK counts one, two, th--- but RDK kicks out. RDK gets up and he looks at his stablemember and Bob now has a smile on his face. RDK and Bob walk to the center of the ring and the crowd begins to chant for Bob as they would usually be chanting for RDK. RDK and Bob lock up in a collar-elbow-tieup and RDK hits Bob with a Deep Armdrag and follows up with an Armbar. Bob rolls out of the armbar and he rolls up RDK with an Oklahoma Pin but RDK kicks out and both Bob and RDK return back to their feet. RDK is becoming frustrated with all the near falls by Bob. RDK and Bob tie up again and RDK locks in a Hammerlock on Bob. Bob tries to counter into his own but he can't Bob then takes RDK down with a Snapnare and follows up nicely with a sleeper hold. BK checks on RDK but RDK refuses for his help. RDK begins to rise to his feet and he takes Bob down with a Back Suplex. Bob holds the back of his head and RDK gets back up to his feet, RDK covers Bob but on the other side of the ring BK begins to tie his sneaker laces. RDK gets up and he walks over to BK as he is finishing tieing his laces, RDK screams at BK and BK tries to explain that he was tieing his shoes to avoid tripping. The arguement goes on for a few more seconds before Bob hits the B Boy Sweep, taking RDK down by pulling RDK's legs with his legs. RDK trips and falls to the ground, Bob gets back up and he picks up RDK whipping him into the corner. Bob then hits the Bobert Flip on RDK tossing him across the ring. Bob quickly capitalizes with a cover and BK starts to count but RDK kicks out. Bob gets off of RDK and RDK begins to get up but Bob bounces off the ropes and dropkicks RDK in the side of the head. RDK falls back down to the mat and Bob applies a Standing Shoulder Pin and BK counts but RDK kicks Bob in his abdomen area.

[Wyvern]

Bob falls to the ground and RDK kips up to his feet, RDK glances at BK and BK looks at RDK while he walks over to Bob. He picks up Bob and whips him into the ropes and hits him with a Samoan Drop, RDK then gets up and he bounces off the ropes and hits Bob with a Leg Drop Hogan Style. RDK covers Bob and BK begins to count slowly, one.............two....... and Bob kicks out. RDK begins to get pissed at BK and he gets up and pushes BK, BK walks up to RDK and pushes him into a well places Bob, who was on all fours. Bob hooks the leg of RDK but RDK kicks out. Bob gets up and he picks up RDK and smashes his head into the top turnbuckle, he then hits RDK with a hard chop the chest that echoes throughout the arena. RDK holds his chest and then grabs Bob and tosses him into the corner, RDK then hits Bob with a chop Canadian Style. It stings Bob's chest as the crowd goes "Woooooooo !!". RDK then attempts to whip Bob into the opposite corner but Bob holds onto the ropes and doesn't budge from the corner. RDK then pulls Bob again and attempts a Short Hand Clothesline but Bob ducks and grabs RDK in Back Suplex Position and tosses him over the top rope to the outside. RDK lands on his feet but loses his balance and the back of his neck hits the barricade. BK London looks on the outside and he begins to count for the count out, 1......2......3......4, RDK quickly rushes to his feet and attempts to enter the ring but Bob stops him with a Baseball Slide. RDK falls back down to the outside and the count is at 7 now. RDK gets back up to his feet and he climbs back onto the apron, Bob punches RDK and RDK reels, about to fall off the apron. Bob then sticks his head between the legs of RDK and he Back Body Drops him back into the ring. RDK gets up holding his back and Bob hits RDK with a Double Leg Takedown and he begins to lock in the Sharpshooter, mocking RDK's move. He finally locks it in and RDK screams in pain.

RDK slowly crawls to the ropes and he is about to grab the ropes and BK watches him and walks up to RDK. RDK reaches for the ropes but BK pushes the rope farther away with his leg for a big pop from the crowd. RDK screams in pain as he yells at BK also. Bob then pulls RDK back to the center of the ring and sits down on RDK's back. RDK is about to tap but he raises himself up using impressive arm strength and he pulls Bob's leg taking him down. RDK pulls his legs from Bob's leg and holds his back in pain. Bob gets up and he waits for RDK to get up stalking him from behind almost, ready to pounce, RDK then gets up and he turns around and Bob attempts The Rock Bottom but RDK elbows his way out of it. RDK then attempts the 3/4 Neckbreaker but Bob counters it pushing RDK into BK London and they crack heads. London falls out the ring onto the outside, RDK turns around and Bob hits him with the People Run. Bob looks on the outside and he sees BK still out on the outside, Bob rolls out of the ring and he grabs the Entertainment Championship, he is tempted not to hit his Stable Member but the obsession of becoming World Champ is too much. Bob grabs the title and rolls back into the ring, as RDK gets up Bob takes out RDK with the Entertainment Championship. BK starts to recover from the hit and Bob quickly tosses the belt out of the ring. Bob covers RDK and BK slowly slides into the ring and he slowly counts, one........two......thre--- but RDK kicks out at the last second. Bob can't believe it and he covers RDK again and RDK kicks out again. Bob begins to argue with BK London and BK has had enough and he hits Bob with Shades of Michaels. Bob drops to the ground and slowly RDK crawls over to Bob and BK reluctantly counts, one.........two........three. BK signals for the bell.

Announcer: And the winner of this match and who advances in the World Title Tourney, Macho Man R-D-K.

BK London begins to walks out the ring but RDK pulls him back. RDK demands that BK raise his arm in triumph. BK refuses and RDK pulls BK back to the center of the ring. BK and RDK intensly have a staredown but it is then interupted by Bob who attacks BK from behind. The two begins stomping away at BK London and they begin to pick him up, RDK whips BK London into the ropes. RDK bends down attempting to hit the Backbody Drop but BK rolls ovv of his back and takes Bob down with a clothesline. BK then turns around and kicks RDK in the stomach, he goes for the Revolver but RDK pushes BK and rolls out the ring to retreat. RDK is not happy at this turn of events as he walks to the back alongside with Bob.

[Wyvern]

Segment: Impending Fisticuffs (Credit: Bladeshadow/Davey Marvel)

”Dragula” hits, and everything goes black save for a now familiar lone crimson spotlight at the entrance. Blade comes out and the crowd incessantly boo’s him as he strides down to the ring. Once there, he jumps up and flips over the ropes before light lights return to normal and he grabs a mike.

Blade: Yo, so it seems NO ONE here has the power to take me on. Hell , he only challenge to me would seem to be that bunch of losers known as Pain INC.

A large mixed reaction occurs from the crowd as some still don’t trust Pain inc. while others only see them as the better option.

Blade: And hell, I think the fact that my only competition around here is just 3 little punk girls, shows just how pathetic the rest of this “glorious roster” really is. But those three will be dealt with as the time comes, and as I said until then my reign of terror shall be unrelenting for EVERYONE. But I digress, I believe instead of simply going around and randomly choosing one of the glorified jobbers backstage, I’d rather simply let them choose for themselves and so I give an open challenge, to ANYONE who wants to take me on, I’m right here, so whoever wants to, just com out.

“Cloud Connected” by In Flames starts as Davey Marvel walks out to the top of the ramp. The crowd is unsure what to think as they are glad to see someone answer the challenge of the ever confident perhaps you could even say cocky Bladeshadow. On another hand, they are unsure whether they should side with the young Davey, due to the change in attitude he has been showing in the past weeks. Even though
they appear unsure at first, they begin to rain down on Marvel with a mixture if cheers and boos. With a mic in his hand and his hood raised over his head, he puts the mic up to his mouth which is under the
shroud of his hood and begins to speak...

Marvel: Blade, I am sick and tired of you and the other "Main Eventers" coming out here, night after night, running your mouths about how they cannot be stopped. When I started with the New Breed, I had a goal
in mind. That goal was to come in here and turn the ACW upside down, and prove that just because you are young, doesn't mean you can't be an impact player around here, and tonight is the night I prove this.
Blade tonight I am going to make an example of you...

Davey is cut of by an angry Bladeshadow...

Blade: Boy, you seem to have NO idea who you are talking to, If you think you can make an example out of me. You’re not even fit to lose to a pathetic excuse of a human like Rose, much less even have a chance IN HELL of beating me. But if you think you can take me on, I’ve got no objections, looks like I just found my next victim...

He is interrupted by Davey.

Davey: You just don't know when to stop running your mouth. Ya see, this is exactly what I am talking about. Blade there will be a time when you get ahead of yourself in that ring, and someone that you would
label as unworthy is going to pounce all over it, and I am going to make sure that person is me, and I am going to make sure that time is tonight.

Blade: I find that highly doubtful. You see, there is a very good reason I am as confident as I am. You see I watch every match that goes on in this ring, and I have yet to see ANYONE, yourself included who will ever stand a chance against me, much less be actually able to beat me.

Davey: I see that it is time that you learn your lesson, and realize that you are no Superman. You are just a man, but since you feel you are Superman, I am going to make sure that I am your kryptonite...

Davey drops the mic as his music hits and he exits the stage. Blade is shown furious in the center of the ring...

Blade: I may not be Superman, but I’m the closest this company has, and you are far from the proverbial “kryptonite” and I shall more than prove that later tonight in our match, so I suggest you get your affairs in order, cause later tonight, ITS GOING TO BE YOUR FUNERAL!!!

”Dragula” hits, and Blade steps out of the ring and heads backstage, as the camera fades.

[Wyvern]

Match 4: “The Rookie Monster” Danny Richards vs. Surion (Credit: Rose)

The fans are restless for ACW brand action and they will not be disappointed. The crowd chants "A C Dub" as Philip enters the ring.

Philip: Ladies and Gentleman, this match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first from Blackpool, England please welcome “The Rookie Monster”, Danny Richards!

"Lamb of God" hits and Rookie comes out at a methodical pacing with an impressive look of power and arrogance on his face. He does not waste time with flashiness as he takes his corner and awaits his victim.

Philip: and next, Keslo, Washington, please welcome, Surion.

"Fuel" hits and Surion comes out from the back with no worries or fears. He takes his time walking down the aisle giving an occasional lucky fan a high five. He is getting a tremendous pop and as he takes the ring it seems that nothing or no one can stop him. Philip exits and the Referee calls for the bell.

Bell rings.

Rookie and Surion engage in a collar elbow tie up in the middle of the ring and Rookie immediately uses his size and strength advantage to toss him across the ring. Surion gets to his feet rather quickly, but he is then meet with a devastating clothesline that almost takes Surion’s head from his body. He makes the aggressive pin and the Referee counts 1……2.., and Surion kicks out just after the count of two. Rookie picks Surion up and Irish Whips him into the nearest corner, following it up with a clothesline. Surion’s air gets knocked out of him, he has no time to regain it before Rookie rams his shoulders into him and crushes him between the turnbuckles. Rookie has complete control and he lifts Surion to the very top turnbuckle, where he hits him with hard right hand after hard right hand. Rookie then follows this up by lifting him for a superplex, but Surion slips out and pushes him off the top turnbuckle. Rookie is not downed for long, but when he gets up Surion comes off the top with a flying cross body. Rookie catches Surion in mid air and then he gives him the snake eyes on the top rope. The crowd boos loudly on this action and as Surion holds his throat as he lies on the ground, Rookie puts the boots to him. Rookie then "helps" Surion to his feet and picks him up in what looks like a Powerbomb type move, but Surion rebounds off of Rookie’s shoulders’ and dropkicks him in the face. Both men hit the mat, with Surion colliding on the top of Rookie for the pin, the Referee counts 1……2….., but Rookie kicks out and throws the lightweight Surion off of him. Rookie gets to his feet rather quickly and goes for a big boot to the face, but Surion ducks and dropkicks Rookie’s other leg out from under him. Surion follows up this tide changing offense with a well placed legdrop. Surion waits for Rookie to get to his feet as well and then he clotheslines him, taking them both up and over to the outside. Surion manages to get up quite a bit sooner than Rookie and he climbs the ring apron. Rookie gets to his feet, but as he does he is hit by a running flying elbow from Surion and it knocks him back down to the protective covering on the outside. The Referee’s count is up to six as Surion rolls in and out of the ring to restart it. He picks Rookie up as the crowd goes wild and attempts to Irish whip him into the turnbuckle, but Rookie reverses it and he goes shoulder first into the steps. Rookie’s is booed loudly, but that does not stop him from lifting Surion up and giving him a backbreaker. Rookie then storms into the crowd, much to the dismay of everybody and picks up a chair. He turns and with a strike filled with malice, he hits Surion over the head. Needless to say the Referee calls for the bell as Surion begins to bleed just a bit. The bell rings.

Philip: Here is your winner by disqualification, Surion.

"The Rookie Monster" Danny Richards well lived up to his name in this match. He clearly a vicious and excellent rookie with a monstrous mean streak. He arrogantly laughs at the fallen Surion, for he may have won the match, but it is The Rookie Monster who is laughing now. He lets out a bit of cocky laughter before exiting the ring and heading to the back. After a bit of struggle and to a standing ovation from his fans, Surion emerges minutes later and walks to the back to be stitched up.