Thursday Night Meltdown 3rd February 2005

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

One Long Night Part Two (Credit: Latino)

The scene fades in, and Latino is shown for the second time tonight. This time there are no officials surrounding him or threatening walls for him to fight. All that is left is Victor sitting in a chair with his case of beer. He finishes a bottle and then throws it against the wall. The anger that was in Victor’s face is now gone as he goes to pull another beer. Suddenly, Bob comes into view with a smile and two shot glasses and a bottle of alcohol in his hands.

Bob: Hey Victor, look what I got!

Latino sees the shot glasses and a bottle and immediately gets up with a smile on his face.

Latino: Bob, you are the greatest!

Latino immediately hugs Bob and starts shaking him around. Obviously his drunken state has switched into “affectionate” mode. He lifts up Bob a couple feet and then drops him back down his feet.

Latino: YOU! YEA YOU! …..…..are the greatest! Come on, gimme that bottle!

Bob: Hold on, it’s time we drink shots for a little game!

The two sit down in chairs and start pouring out shots. Latino quickly gulps his down and Bob just looks over at him, surprised. Bob takes a shot and pours two more. Latino quickly downs the second one and asks for a third. Bob drinks another shot but quickly spits it out on to a conveniently placed pot plant when Latino is not looking.

Latino: You are the best! I mean it Bob! I MEAN it!

Bob: Come on, let’s keep drinking and see who can out last the other!

Bob pours two more shots and Latino gulps his down faster than the last. Bob pours his shot straight on the plant. Latino starts to get a dazed look in his eyes as all the alcohol he’s currently taken seems to catch up on him. He grabs the bottle from Bob and starts pouring more and more shots as he downs them faster and faster.

Bob: Dude, are you ok? You look all….half passed out or something.

Latino hugs Bob quickly as Bob has an almost frightened/surprised look on his face. He starts moving, and quickly gets away from the over emotional Latino One. Latino slouches in his chair and turns back towards the empty chair.

Latino: You are the greatest! I….LOVE you hermano!

Bob now has an expression that suggests he’s getting rather freaked out by all this. Even so, he can’t resist one more joke

Bob: Shame on you, Latino! What would AK say to you, talking about someone else like that?

Slumped over at an interesting angle, Latino goes quiet for a moment as his brain roots around for something. Then, a big smile spreads across his face.

Latino: Oh……yeah! Ali…..Alish….Alishia. She loves me!

Latino turns to the empty chair.

Latino: I’m sorry Hermano, it’s just not going to work.

Bob snickers, and then grabs a brown bag from its hiding place next to the plant and pulls out 2 bottles of alcohol. One is marked “Bob” and the other is marked “Latino”.

Bob: Ok buddy, lets play a game. We’ll start chugging shots. I am so confident that I can hold my liquor more then you, I’ll take 2 shots for your one.

Bob smirks at the camera and winks. Latino stands up and looks Bob in the eye.

Latino: No way man! You have no chance!

Latino quickly pours one shot and gulps it down. Latino starts to swagger and slams down the glass. Bob shrugs and pours one shot after another and doesn’t even flinch.

Bob: Latino I don’t feel anything yet, how you feeling?

Latino quickly shakes his head and grabs another shot. He gulps it down and falls on his butt. Bob Laughs as he chugs the whole bottle and walks out of the room.

Bob: when you can hold it in, talk to me.

Bob walks out of the room, and smiles as he looks at his own bottle agin, which of course only contains water. From behind him, however, there’s a crash, and Bob has to jump aside as Latino staggers off down the corridor. Bob watches him go.

Bob: I wonder……..nahh, he wouldn’t be THAT dumb.

Pretending that he hasn’t noticed the direction in which Latino is heading, Bob walks off to prepare for his match, and the scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 5: Wyvern vs Daredevil – Non Title Match (Credit: BK London)

The fans are still laughing at Latino’s antics, as the ring crew give the OK for the next match to get underway.

Phillip: This match is a non-title match scheduled for one fall, coming to the ring from Cardiff, Wales, he is one half of Mestarruus, Daredevil !!!!

"Take a Look around” sounds through the speakers and the crowd goes crazy for the resident from Wales, Daredevil walks out onto the stage to a well deserved pop and as he continues to the ring he smacks hands with his fans. Daredevil then slides into the ring and then climbs up to the middle ropes and salutes his fans as well as the rest of the crowd. DD steps down and he waits for his opponent on the side of the ring.

Phillip: And his opponent, coming to the ring from Tacoma, Washington, representing The New Breed, The Entertainment Champion, Wyvern!

As "Trip Like I Do" hits, the lights fade as purple strobe lights flash on the entrance ramp. A slight fog rolls in, casting a silhoutte of Wyvern as he makes his way to the ring with his Entertainment Championship on his shoudler walking typically at a slow pace. From there, he makes his way onto the ring apron, where he stands, resting against the ropes, Wyvern looks at Daredevil from across the ring and the lights return to normal and Wyvern is still gazing across the ring. Daredevil shows no sign of intimidation by the Entertainment Champion, he is actually confident in his abilities being a former Entertainment Champion himself. The referee takes Wyvern's belt and he places it with the time keepers as he now signals for the bell.

The match begins with both superstars locking up, Daredevil tries to push the champion Wyvern into the corner but Wyvern braces himself. Wyvern goes down on his knees and hits DD with a Fireman's Carry. Wyvern then attempts to lock DD in a armbar but DD hits Wyvern with an armdrag on the mat before he can fully apply the lock. DD gets to his feet and he picks Wyvern up and knees him in the abdomen, he then carries Wyvern to the corner and bashes his head into the top turnbuckle. DD turns Wyvern around and whips him into the opposite corner. DD then attempts to follow up with a clothesline to Wyvern but Wyvern dropkicks DD in his knee sending him head first into the second turnbuckle. DD holds his nose and Wyvern picks up Daredevil and sends him shoulder first into the ring post. DD's face shows the pain that he is in and Wyvern rolls up DD in a school boy. The referee slides to the mat and counts one, two, but at that moment DD kicks out. Wyven gets up and he lays DD's arm on the mat and then drops his knee onto the injured shoulder of Wyvern. DD screams in pain and Wyvern covers DD holding the injured arm down but DD still kicks out after two. Wyvern picks up DD and then locks him in a hammerlock, DD is screaming in pain struggling to get out of the move and Wyvern pulls DD by the ropes. Wyvern then releases the hammerlock and locks in an arm wrench and climbs up to the top rope. DD is still in pain and Wyvern beings to walk on the ropes like the Old School of the Undertaker. Wyvern then stops and jumps to the outside while still holding DD's arm smashing his arm into the top rope. DD drops to the ground clinching his arm in pain and Wyvern rises up to a vertical base and he slides in the ring and quickly capitalizes with a cover but DD kicks our right before three.

Wyvern begins to get frustrated and he gets up and starts stomping away at DD's arm, Wyvern then picks up DD and whips him into the ropes. As DD bounces off the ropes he takes Wyvern down with a shoulder tackle with his good arm but landing on his injured arm. DD sucks up the pain and he gets back to his feet and so does Wyvern. DD clothesline's Wyvern to the ground and he is beginning to gain some momentum with two other clotheslines following that and DD whips Wyvern into the ropes. Wyvern bounces off the ropes and DD lifts Wyvern high in the air and sends him down on his frontal part of his body, completing the Flapjack. DD taunts the crowd and he taunts Wyvern for the Buzzsaw Kick. Wyvern is getting up and as he is on his knees he goes for the sickening kick but Wyvern ducks and hits the Downfall on DD taking him out with a high impact bulldog. Wyverns signals for the end of the match and he quickly picks up the legs of Daredevil. Wyvern then locks in the Deus Ex Machina. Daredevil is screaming in pain and he tries to crawl to the ropes but repeatedly fails as his injured arm is continuously giving out on him. Wyvern puts more pressure on the hold and DD screams more in pain, the crowd then begins to chant "Daredevil, Daredevil, Daredevil", Daredevil feeds on the support from the crowd and it gives him the strength to reach the bottom rope. Wyvern keeps on the hold and the referee counts to 4 which makes Wyvern release the hold. Daredevil holds his back and begins to get to his feet, Wyvern waits by the ropes and he waits for DD to get up to clothesline him over the ropes. As DD is up Wyvern charges at DD but as they go for the clothesline DD counters with a desperation Stunt Bomb using his injured arm.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Wyvern is out cold in the ring and DD clinches his arm in pain, slowly DD crawls towards Wyvern and he shifts his weight so that he lays one arm over the chest of Wyvern. The referee counts, one, two, thr-- but before the ref's hand can hit the mat the Entertainment Champion kicks out. DD can't believe it and so can't the crowd, they surely thought it was over. DD then pulls Wyvern toward the corner and he goes up for the Swanton Bomb and the crowd can feel the end of the match nearing. Suddenly Wyvern rises to his feet and knocks DD's feet off the turnbuckle and they fall on their groin. Wyvern climbs up to the top of the rope and he balances on the ropes, he holds up the head of DD and proceeds to hit him with a Fameasser off the top rope sending both superstars crashing to the ground. Both superstars are out and Wyvern slowly covers DD to pick up the win in this match.

Announcer: And the winner of this match, The Entertainment Champion, Wyvern.

As Wyvern is staggering to his feet for the win the lights go out in the arena. The crowd begins to cheer thinking someone will take it to Wyvern but then the lights go back on. Suddenly a masked man, the same man seen at the beginning of the show, is shown with a sword in its sheath raised above his head……Bladeshadow’s sword. The man jumps down from his position on he turnbuckle, and running along the apron he springs to the ropes and nails the Nightmare, a move which looks suspiciously similar to the Midnight, on to a stunned Daredevil. The crowd has no idea how to react, but they soon realise what is going on as the masked man pulls off his mask and he reveals himself to be Davey Marvel. Daredevil is struggling to get up, but Davey shows no emotion as he follows up with the Two Minutes To Midnight which knocks Daredevil down again. Daredevil rises, shaken and angry, but Davey walks over and strikes him on the top of his head with the butt of his sword, knocking Daredevil out completely. Davey leaves the ring without a word and without even looking at Wyvern, as DD is being attended to by the referees.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: A question of authority (Credit: Ridley)

Backstage, the four members of Pain Incorporated are walking towards the Demon Pit, apparently about to punch out for the night. Ridley's got his head down as always, and Rose is addressing Yoko.

Rose: You did very well tonight with the outsider, Yoko; we're proud of you.

Yoko: Thanks, I---

Ridley: Alexandra.

Everybody stops abruptly and looks at him as Ridley looks up, his eyes focusing on Rose.

Rose: Y-yes?

Ridley: I must speak with you.

A pause. Ridley glares at Yoko and AK.

Ridley (very pointedly):ALONE.

The two immediately hightail it through the doors of the Demon Pit, leaving Ridley and Rose alone out in the hallway. Rose takes a couple steps closer to the Lord of Darkness, whose intentions are completely unclear for now.

Rose: What is it you wish to speak of, Ridley?

Ridley: A simple question, I would think. Specifically, I would like to know exactly what SHE'S doing here.

There's another pause as Rose sighs, preparing herself to face the proverbial music.

Rose: Because she helped us against Fury....and besides, all the enlightenment---

Ridley: ---meant NOTHING. At some point, you're going to have to come to the same realization as I did, Alexandra: my sister is a failure. Everything we've tried to do with her has been thrown back at us, and so the conclusion is obvious; there was nothing there to start with.

Rose: I disagree. Your father himself said it, and we've seen flashes of---

Ridley: ANYONE can have flashes of our true glory, Alexandra, ANYONE. All it needs is the right situation. She had no more potential than any other average person to start with. Face it, my father was wrong, grievously wrong. My sister is a waste of flesh that never should've been put on this earth in the first place, and most certainly does NOT belong in our ranks.

Rose remains defiant, in fact surprisingly so, standing chest to chest with the seething Ridley. Her eyes flash with indignation as she responds.

Rose: Fine. I can't stop you whenever it is you decide to attack her or throw her out or whatever you plan on, but let it be known I remain thoroughly opposed to your decision.

Ridley: I'm not going to do any of that.

Although Ridley's earlier statements haven't phased Rose, this certainly does. She's definitely taken aback.

Rose: You're.....what?

Ridley: When I left, I gave you full authority to rule in my place. And I trusted, and still trust, you with that authority...regardless of what decisions you make with it. So I feel it's not within my jurisdiction to do anything about it.

After a second with a huge grin on her face, Rose throws herself at Ridley, hugging him tightly. He allows a rare smile as he returns the hug. When they release, she stays close and stares into his piercing eyes.

Rose: I'm right about her. You'll see soon enough.

Ridley grins.

Ridley: You'd better pray that you are...because if you're not, and she betrays us, her blood will be on your hands when I tear her head off her shoulders.

With that, Ridley leans in and kisses Rose, rather forcefully, but for only a second. They break it off and he takes her hand as they head for the Demon Pit.

Ridley: Let's go. It's been a long day.

End segment.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 6: Hunter vs Cage – Hardcore Match (Credit: Ridley)

As the stagehands bring out the necessary implements for the next match, the crowd is already hyped up and eager to see how this further case of sibling rivalry will play out.

Phillip: This next match will be a hardcore rules match, in which there will be no disqualification and falls will be counted anywhere. Introducing first, from Rochester, New York, this is...Cage!!!

"Raise Up" hits, and Cage walks out onto the stage, jaw set and eyes glaring. He's obviously pissed off from Hunter's betrayal, and it's clear that there will be no semantics or overblown fanciness in this match; it's going to be a knock-down, drag-out fight.

Cage's plan is interrupted, however, when "Thunderstruck" hits while he's still on the apron. Cage glances about, confused, turns---and gets planted by a crossbody off the guardrail. It seems that Hunter's come through the crowd to get the jump on him. As the bell rings and the referee rushes down to the ramp to officiate the match, Hunter sets to work stomping away at Cage.

Despite the fans’ booing at his cheap tactics, Hunter has a savage grin on his face as he grabs a chair from the crowd and bashes Cage right between the shoulders. His brother refuses to go down, and Hunter cracks him over the skull. This time, Cage drops to both knees, opened up at the scalp, but he's still trying to claw at the man who betrayed him. Hunter stands back, and with that same grin, slams the chair down on Cage's forehead once, twice, three times before throwing it to the side. Cage slumps against the guardrail, a glazed look in his eyes, as Hunter motions to some of the stagehands, who toss him a pair of taped-together lighttubes. Hunter isn’t here for a match at all; he’s here for an annihilation, pure and simple.

The fans all shout "no more", but Hunter's bent on making his statement, and both lighttubes shatter in half over Cage's back, causing him to fall all the way down onto the ramp. Hunter rolls him over and digs the broken ends into his brother's stomach, a satisfied smile on his face at Cage's pained screaming. After a second, he drops what's left of the lighttubes on Cage's opened torso, grabs another chair, and slams it down on the tubes. The crowd's response is more of horror than hatred as Cage, now bleeding all over the place, tries to roll off the ramp and recuperate, but Hunter will have none of it. He ever-so-calmly grabs Cage and hooks him for a suplex, and with a face completely devoid of remorse, Hunter lands a huge brainbuster on the steel to his own brother. The ref's seen enough by this point, and separates the two.

Phillip: The winner, as a result of a knockout...Hunter.

Phillip seems just as shocked as the audience, and even the referee stays back rather than raise Hunter's hand in victory. Hunter couldn't care less about everybody else's reaction, however; he came here to take care of business and evidently he’s not done yet. Even though he has not even given Cage a chance to get started in the match, Hunter seems utterly determined to ruin his brother; he grabs a steel chair from under the ring, and many of the fans look away as Hunter goes berserk on Cage’s knee, hitting him over and over again with a look so vicious that no one dares to approach him. Finally, after everyone’s lost count of the number of shots, Hunter places the chair on top of Cage’s knee and climbs up on to the apron, then the turnbuckle. It’s a long way to fly and some of the fans pray for Hunter to miss, but he doesn’t – he comes crashing down, and several people are convinced they hear something vital give way. Hunter gets up, and seeing that Cage is no longer responding to stimuli, he smirks and gives his brother a final kick in the head before stalking away, leaving the fans aghast at what has just taken place. Cage is completely immobile as the paramedics vacate the backstage to tend to him, and many voice concerns of a concussion...or worse.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: A suitor for Yoko? (Credit: Bob, Rose)

While the medics are struggling to deal with Cage, the camera shot switches to the backstage area. Bob is standing in front of the door of the Demon Pit. He is wearing a bright orange Tuxedo. Holding a rose he knocks on the door. Druid 1 opens the door and looks at Bob and then in a mocking manner initiates the conversation.

Druid 1: Ah, it is the one with the blessed pants, what do you want?

Bob fidgets in his place. He looks somewhat nervous.

Bob: Yes, I was wondering if Rose is around?

Druid 1: Yes she is.

Both Bob and Druid 1 just stare at each other. Bob takes a breath knowing Druid 1 is playing with his words, but he doesn’t lose his cool.

Bob: Well can I see her?

Druid 1: If you want to be a sacrifice to her grand cause, you have to do it properly, you are supposed to talk to that pathetic worm Ginger. Mistress Alexandra would take great pleasure in making you beg for mercy.

Bob: Whoa, hold on now! I just want to talk to her. It has nothing to do with a match.

Druid 1: Perhaps it has to do with that rose you have? You know, the chances are Ridley would rearrange your organs alphabetically if you gave that rose to her.

Bob: Look, the rose ain’t for Rose at all. I just need to ask her something real quick. I figure since she is friends with RDK she would talk to me for a moment.

Druid 1 looks Bob up and down and shrugs.

Druid 1: Very well, I will relay your request. Wait here if you still harbour some pathetic notion that it will be answered.

Druid 1 shuts the door and Bob just looks around and leans against a wall. He’s surprised when Rose does actually come to the door, opening it with more than a touch of irriataion.

Rose: What do you want?

Bob takes a deep breath.

Bob: Well Rose……… I was thinking, Yoko is a really nice girl. She has a nice rack, good personality, and she’s probably kinky in the sack.

Rose just raises an eye brow and keeps looking at Bob. She smiles, and thinks to herself that this could prove to be amusing.

Bob: I think there could be something more than just a wrestler - type friendship. So I figure I’d be more formal about this and ask for your permission to date her. Since you’re the most like her mother figure for here, I’d ask you.

Rose has to concentrate in order not to burst out in scornful laughter.

Rose: No.

Bob: Why?

Rose: Because, she is not interested in people like you.

Bob: Like me? How do you know

Rose grows impatient.

Rose: Because, like almost all people in this world, you are a waste of skin and bones. Do I need to remove one of your bones to prove this to you?

Bob: Rose, I have always considered myself an explorer, so if she wants me to do that really kinky stuff, I will do it.

Rose raises an eyebrow and smiles.

Bob: So that is a Yes?

Rose: Of course not. Now get out of my sight, and do not let yourself be caught anywhere near our chambers again.

Rose slams the door in Bob’s face and he turns around looking sad, but not beaten as he walks away.

Fade out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

One Long Night….. of Romance? (Credit: Latino)

The scene fades back in.....Latino is shown for the third time tonight walking down the hallway. This time there are no more cases of beer or shot glasses. All that is left is Latino holding a single bottle in each hand as he staggers left to right down the hallway. As he walks by backstage staff they try to talk Latino into sitting down but he doesn’t stop until he sees a guitar leaning against the wall. He puts down both bottles and starts playing the guitar, attracting another concerned crew member.

ACW Staff Member: Victor let’s have you sit down. You’ve been drinking too much.

Latino: No! ….I want to play this guitar.

He starts singing, horrendously off key.

Latino: PARA BAILAR LA BAMBA!

……

ALALALALLALALA……BAMBA!

……

POR TI SERE….. POR TI SERE....YO NO SOY MARINERO……

……

SOY CAPITAN!

Latino smashes the guitar against the wall obviously done with his performance. He looks around at everyone who doesn’t really know what to say or do. He picks up both bottles and gulps down the rest of his alcohol from one bottle and then lifts each arm up almost in victory as he screams out…

Latino: …….SOY CAPITAN!

ACW Staff Member: Victor come on, how about we go get Alicia and she can help you rest?

Latino starts grinning again, his mood pinging back and forth between “musical” and “horny”.

Latino: Yea, I should find mi chula and she can help me relax.

Still singing La Bamba at the top of his voice, Latino charges around a few corners; he’s moving fast but then he suddenly pulls up, skidding slightly.

Latino: Oh, yea! She’s with the mad people now.

Latino is standing outside Pain Inc’s door, bringing us back to where we were only minutes previously. He puts down one of the bottles and starts hammering on the ebony, perilously loudly.

Latino: ALICIA!.....ALICIA!

There is no response. Latino puts an ear to the door, evidently trying to hear what’s going on within, but this also gives no clues. Taking both bottles in one hand between his fingers, Latino bangs them together to make a ringing sound.

Latino (in a sing – song voice: Allllllliiicia…….Come out and Pla – ay…..

There’s a click, the sound of the door being opened. Delighted, Latino throws aside both bottles, and launches himself forward.

Latino: CHULA! TI AMO!

Latino wraps his arms around his paramour, and a full - on snog follows. After about 10 seconds, Latino notices that his love is not returning his affections. He pulls back a bit, his vision still blurred….. and then his face, instead of being flushed as it has been most of the evening, turns white.

Almost as white, in fact, as the hair of the woman he’s just kissed.

Rose says nothing; her expression is one of complete and total shock. Behind her, Yoko stares, open mouthed, and covers Mr Floppy’s eyes with her hands.

Only now does AK step out from behind Rose, having previously been hidden by the camera’s angle. She appears perfectly calm.

AK: I’m terribly sorry about this, Alexandra. Will you excuse me for a moment?

She steps out past Rose, and pulls the door closed behind her. With the camera now in the Demon Pit, Rose starts to regain some sensibility as outside AK seems to be trying to set the world record for the use of the word “wanker” multiple times in the same sentence. There’s an almighty BANG as one of the internal doors is thrown opens, and it’s Yoko who sees Ridley approaching, silent and expressionless and with his barbed wire baseball bat in his hand. The fire just seems to be about to ignite as he reaches the door-

-but then it opens from the outside. AK sees Ridley with the weapon.

AK: Oh, perfect. May I?

She takes the bat from Ridley; next to her, Latino is vigorously defending himself in a drunken slur.

Latino: Hey, HEY! I didn’t mean anything by it, you calling me a cheat? I’ll show you, come on esse, one on one-

Without another word, AK smashes Latino over the head with the bat. Latino crumples to the floor, and AK places the now cracked bat back into Ridley’s hand.

AK: Thankyou so much. I’ll sort this out, have a good night everyone.

Alicia lifts Latino up and carries him away down the corridor. Ridley looks at the busted bat, and for just the tiniest fraction of a second the camera catches an expression that suggests he’s straining every fibre not to go out of the door and dismember both parties on the spot. Instead, he simply glares for a second down the corridor, and then he turns, and the rest of Pain Inc go back into the Demon Pit, the door closing behind them.

Fade out.

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Segment: State of the Nation (Credit: Bob)

In another stable locker room, Bob is laying on the couch of the Awesomeroom. Kevin Anderson is standing by ready for his interview.

Kevin: I am here with Bob “The Swerve” Di`Las. Bob has a match later on with Shade. This match will be a ‘loser leave the ACW’ contest. Bob, how do you feel about this?

Bob: Well Kevin, Ginger decides to put 2 of his top talents against each other. One of us has to leave. Once again his collective ass makes another idiotic move. I mean I’m a part of The Bob and Amo Show. We are the best up and comers in the Tag Division. He has something against me. First he had me take on RDK in the Tournament for the World Title, trying to break apart the Nation of Awesomation. Then he puts The Bob and Amo Show the very first team in the Tag Team Turmoil. I swear that guy has it against me.

Kevin: How do you feel about your chances against Shade?

Bob: Last time I took on Shade, he was the World Champ and I was a wet behind the ears rookie. I have improved so much in that time it will make his head spin. If he thinks he can pull the same stuff as last time, he’s greatly mistaken.

Kevin: There are rumors that there is some trouble with Nation Members after the lossto The New Breed at the last PPV. Do you wish to comment on this?

Bob: Kevin, nothing is wrong with the Nation right now. We are working as an oiled wheel. Trust me the Nation is doing just fine. Kevin I think this is over because I need to great ready for my match.

Bob jumps up and walks out to the ring leaving Kevin alone in the awesomeroom. Kross walks by with a tray of Communion Wafers.

Kross: Would you like a Communion Wafer?

Kevin: Um no thanks…<br>
Kross: FINE! No body of Christ for you!

Kevin gives the camera a sideways glance, and the producer takes the hint and fades the scene out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 7: Shade vs Bob – Loser Leaves Town match

With the shot now back in the arena, the crowd is deep in discussion over the implications of this match. They don’t want to see either man leave ACW, but unless someone has a plan up their sleeves this seems unavoidable……

Philip: This match is a singles match, set for one fall, and it is a “loser leaves” match; the person who is defeated will have their contract terminated immediately.

There is a further buzz of reaction from the crowd.

Philip: Introducing first, from Los Angeles California…..Bob Di’Las!

”Stomp it to my beat” hits, and Bob comes out into the arena to a loud cheer. He dances a few steps on the stage, but clearly this is too important a match or him to become distracted, and he jogs quickly down to the ring before sliding in.

Almost as soon as he’s arrived, “Step Up” hits and the crowd cheers wildly. The man whom emerges, however, is somewhat different from the ninja they know.

Philip: And his opponent, from Upstate New York……Shade Peacecraft!

Shade is dressed simply in a plain pair of tights; he is without his mask or any other adornments. He smiles as the crowd cheers, but he is very reserved and quiet as he approaches the ring, and enters it via the steps as if he were a rookie in his first match.

Shade and Bob stare at one another – it’s impossible to tell what either man is thinking. The referee is happy that everything is in order, and he waves to the timekeeper on the outside.

Bell Rings.

Bob is reticent to make the first move – he has a deep respect for Shade, and he doesn’t want to be responsible for causing Shade’s firing even if this appears to be what Shade desires. The pair circle, and sensing that the fans are becoming restless Shade runs forward and clotheslines Bob down forcefully. Bob springs back to his feet and his reflexes take over as he kicks out at the returning Shade, knocking him down. Bob elbow drops and makes a cover, and Shade kicks away at 2. Bob can sense that Shade isn’t really trying, and though he understands why he still gets a bit angry. Bob shouts at Shade, telling him that if he respects him he’ll at least give him the credit of actually trying to beat him. Shade seems to take notice of this; the two men move closer, and now the crowd can see that they’re putting in some force behind their punches. Blade hooks up and delivers a belly to belly suplex on Bob; he pins, and Bob kicks out at the 2 count. Rising to his feet again, Bob goes back on the attack; Shade defends himself against Bob’s barrage of kicks, and then tries to retaliate with a kick to the gut. Bob, though, is too smart to be caught out, and instead he grabs Blade’s foot and slides past Blade, pulling him down on to his front and into an Ankle Lock. The crowd is yelling loudly, and Blade’s hand is poised – but then Bob lets go, and waits for Shade to stand up. Shade looks a touch miffed, however Bob is unrepentant and starts taunting Shade, doing his best to wind him up and get him properly into the match. The crowd is also chanting “SHADE, SHADE” and their support seems to make the former world champion reconsider his gameplan.

Shade smiles, and gives Bob a “Come On” gesture; Bob obliges and charges in, going for the People Run only for Shade to catch his legs and swiftly turn it into a powerbomb. It hits forcefully, and Bob is dazed; Shade pins without even thinking, and he pulls away of his own accord at the 2.5 count, thankfully only milliseconds before Bob kicks free. Bob finds his feet once more and engages Shade with a burst of rapid punches – he doesn’t want to lose his contract, and the self – preservation instinct takes over. Bob whips Shade into the ropes and runs in to deliver the B – Boy flip, and the crowd is on the edge of their seats as Bob pins, 1, 2, th – Shade kicks out. Bob pulls away, and Shade stands up; he smiles with a look that says, “I thought you wanted a fight?”<br>
Bob smiles, but it’s a smile filled with sadness, as he finally understands the situation. The crowd roars as Bob and Shade charge at one another; they collide and bounce off, and Bob uses this to hit a second rebound from the ropes into a high – velocity spear. With Shade down, Bob goes into the headspin for his Tornado, but Shade rolls clear and the legdrop misses. Bob shrugs it off and comes back quickly at Shade – he attempts a dropkick but Shade ducks and get underneath Bob while he is in the air, rising up to catch hold of him. The crowd yells itself hoarse as Blade sets up and hits the Lights of Orion, and there is no sign of him reducing the force of the move; Shade covers, and holds Bob down 1 – 2 – the crowd is convinced this is another Ginger setup – Kickout!

Bob pushes Shade away; this time, Shade did not release the pin, it was Bob that saved himself. Bob too is wondering if he’s in the middle of a screwjob, but one look at Shade’s eyes purges this thought from his mind immediately. Shade smiles, and nods to Bob; he does not attempt to defend himself as Bob runs forward. The Party is well and truly Over, and Bob feels no resistance from Shade as he pins him, with tears in the corner of his eyes, for the 1-2-3.

Philip: Here is your winner…..Bob Di’Las!

Shade kips up and helps Bob to his feet before raising the former Entertainment champ’s hand in victory. Bob’s music hits for a second but it is quickly ended and replaced with Ginger’s theme and the now openly irate commissioner storms down the entrance ramp, microphone in hand.

Ginger: I WARNED YOU BLADE!!!! You threw that match, everyone here saw it. I’m going to make your life a financial HELL!!!

Shade smiles and asks for a microphone. After being given one he looks over at Ginger.

Shade: Oh, I severely doubt that, my “Old friend”.

Ginger: I got the contract right here, you piece of shit, it is air tight.

Shade: Really? (he pauses for a moment) Look at the name.

Ginger: Right, it says right here, an ACW contract awarded to you.

Shade: Are you sure? Who signed the contract?

Ginger: It is signed “BladeShadow”<br>
Shade: Right, what you possess is BladeShadow’s contract…….But BladeShadow died last Saturday, and He is NEVER going to come back. I am not BladeShadow, I am Shade Peacecraft, and THIS is my first and ONLY night I will ever spend in the ACW Ring. So Ginger, have fun suing my former stage name, I got a family to go home to. Peace out to everyone in this arena, and to all you guys in the back, I’ll see you around, my friends.

Ginger is beside himself with anger, but there’s nothing he can do. Shade walks out of the ring, down the ramp, and into the back, seeing the ACW ring in person, for perhaps the last time ever.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 8: BK London vs TNT – ACW World Title Match

With the arena still reeling from Bladeshadow’s departure, the ring is quickly checked over in preparation for the final match of the night. Can it possibly deliver anything more shocking than what has just taken place?

Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen, tonight’s main event is a singles match, for the ACW World Championship! Firstly, please welcome the special guest referee for this contest…..Chairman Gingerdude!

Ginger’s music hits, and the chairman emerges from the back with a striped shirt on to signify his status. The crowd boos furiously, TNT is as good as screwed already in many people’s eyes. Ginger ignores the flack, but enters the ring and waits for Philip to get on with his job.

Philip: Introducing first, the Challenger……from Chicago Illinois, the current ACW International Champion……TNT!

”Away” hits, and there is an ambiguous reaction to TNT as he enters the arena with the International belt on his shoulder. Some fans just want to see BK London defeated but others are still angry at TNT’s previous antics.

TNT enters the ring and clearly marks it as his territory, walking around and climbing the turnbuckles in turn. An assistant takes the International belt for safekeeping, and then the fans start to get geared up as “Two Words” blares into the air around them.

Philip: And his opponent, he is the defending ACW World Champion…….from Brooklyn, New York, BK London!

BK walks out into the lights, still with his ribs taped and his noseguard in place. The fans boo him, and BK flips them off as he half walks, half – limps to the ring. Ginger holds the ropes to assist his entry, drawing further heat, and then takes the World Title belt and holds it up. TNT is already hopping from foot to foot, and he approaches BK, giving him a faceful of his trademark TNT verbal. BK shouts back, and Ginger forces them apart before he will give the signal to the timekeeper for the match to begin.

Bell Rings.

BK may have Ginger on his side, but Ginger is still as human as any other referee, and few superstars know how to bend the rules as effectively as the cocky TNT. The International champ continues to bait BK as they circle, and then in a super – fast move he nips forward and lands a punch to BK’s body. BK grunts in pain, and TNT notes that the injury is not just cosmetic. Armed with this useful information he closes the gap again and grapples with BK. TNT tries to strike further at BK’s weakened area, but BK is ready for this and he hooks TNT’s arms, taking him over his head into a suplex. Shoving the pain out of his mind, BK leg drops on to TNT and pins; Ginger counts, arguably a little quickly, and TNT kicks out at 2. The competitors get up and an exchange of punching breaks out – TNT gets the better of BK after about 45 seconds of sustained offense, and slips behind BK to go for his German Suplex. He can’t execute the move, however, as BK defends himself by entwining his own leg around TNT’s whilst simultaneously elbowing TNT in the face. TNT releases the hold and turns around, slightly dazed; with great speed, BK places one arm between TNT’s legs, grabs TNT’s arm with his free hand, and hits a textbook Angle Slam that makes the ring shake. BK makes a pin, and TNT again has to fight a fast count, breaking out at 2.5. The crowd cheers TNT as he stands up; TNT makes a cocky pose, further infuriating BK, and then ducks a punch from the World Champ to reply with a roundhouse kick that sends BK down on to his butt, to the great amusement of the fans.

BK doesn’t have a chance to get angry with TNT, as the explosive one is determined to stomp a hole in BK while he’s down. Ginger gets in the way, supposedly pulling TNT up on some trivial matter, and this allows BK the chance to get back up. TNT is clearly not pleased, but he’s far too smart to be caught out and attack Ginger, and instead he walks around so that BK can’t outflank him with a sneaky move. Once BK’s recovered, Ginger allows the two men to engage once more; they throw storming punches, some of the best in the business, and this time it’s BK who scores a critical hit first. TNT is open, and BK takes full advantage to deliver the Down and Out, followed by a pin. TNT kicks out at 2, and BK looks decidedly annoyed. He heads over to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle - once there, he casually discards his noseguard and raises his arms in preparation for the Brooklyn to London. Cameras flash as BK jumps up, but even as he’s in flight BK sees TNT move aside. There’s nothing BK can do to protect himself and he lands right on his injured ribs, causing him to yell in genuine pain. As he’s doing this, TNT climbs the turnbuckle himself for Air TNT; the crowd roars, but Ginger gets in the way, apparently checking BK over. TNT is livid, but he controls his temper – he waits for Ginger to make a mistake, and when Ginger leaves just a miniscule gap TNT launches into a missle dropkick that strikes BK point blank in the face, but leaves Ginger untouched. BK falls, and TNT pins – Ginger also drops, but he’s slow to get the count started, and BK kicks free at the 2 count.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

TNT is now running seriously short on fuse. He claps his hands over his head, encouraging the crowd to make their feelings known, and the fans respond with a huge amount of noise. Both Ginger and BK look livid, and in the chaos TNT goes for a massive RKO. BK, however, counters at the last second by shoving TNT into the turnbuckle, sternum first. As TNT rebounds, BK bounces against the ropes on the other side and nails a gargantuan Yakuza Kick from Hell on to TNT. The international champion crumples, and BK pins with a truckload of attitude, 1,2,th – TNT kicks, and both Ginger and BK are stunned. TNT lifts himself to his feet; with the crowd now thoroughly behind him, TNT trash talks BK, only for BK to explode forward and hit TNT with a bulldog. With TNT down, BK follows with his Lionsault, always an impressive move. It connects, but BK doesn’t pin; driven to distraction by the fans’ heat he poses, and taunts TNT in a Randy Orton style. Ginger lets his thin veil of impartiality slip and orders BK to finish the match; BK glares, but does as he’s told and lifts up TNT in preparation for the Migraine. But BK has given TNT a few seconds too long to recover; TNT breaks free of BK’s grip and the fans go bonkers as TNT hits a standing RKO at full power on to his opponent. BK falls, and TNT moves forward – but then BK kips back up. The two men stare at one another….. and the fans cheer like mad as BK flops down again.

TNT drops and covers. Ginger also gets down on hands and knees; he starts to count, and it’s slow, 1………...but BK isn’t moving…….2…….still nothing……the fans are about to blow the roof off, but instead of giving the 3 count, Ginger sits up and clutches his wrist, claiming that he has injured it on the 2 count.

The fans are angry beyond belief. Slowly, TNT gets up; he slides out of the ring, and snatches both the World Title Belt and a steel chair. Ginger gets up looking nervous; TNT enters the ring, looks at BK on the mat, and throws down the belt scornfully beside him. Then, steel chair poised, he advances on Ginger, as the fans cheer…..

…but then BK rolls to his feet, unseen by TNT. Ginger is pleading with the irate TNT, and BK smashes TNT around the head with his belt. Ginger snatches the chair from TNT, and the crowd boos angrily as it looks like a beatdown is about to take place……

TNT braces himself, determined to go down fighting. Then there’s another surge of sound, and from the back RDK storms to the ring, rested from his early match. He slides in and stands shoulder to shoulder with TNT, and the crowd continues to make a racket as the sides are evened up –

- except that they are nothing of the sort. RDK catches just the merest glimpse of TNT’s sell – out smirk before he is hit with the RKO, and the fans are left shocked as TNT joins Ginger and BK in beating down the Macho Man. From the back, re – enforcements arrive in the form of Bob, Amo and Kross, but Ginger has one more ace to play…or rather, two. Out of the crowd materialises Ginger’s personal security force, Bruce and Tyrone; they are armed with extremely heavy cylindrical metal bars about 30cm in length, and with these in their hands the unarmed Nation are soon thrashed into inanimate forms on the ramp.

With RDK unconscious, Ginger calls for TNT’s belt, and the champion puts it on; BK does the same, and then Ginger raises both their hands. The Corporate Alliance has gained a new member, and the show closes with the five men poised on the ramp, surveying the damage they have done, and Ginger looks exceedingly pleased with himself.

With the World and International Champions on his side, Ginger seems to be poised to take full control of the fed…….but does he have any more surprises left in store?

And is there anyone left with both the strength and the inclination to oppose him?

As is often said in ACW, only time will tell.

Fade to Black.

End of Show.

[BK London]

The Corporate Alliance is stronger than ever with TNT.

Terriffic Show AK.

[Wyvern]

Awesome show!

It's a shame however that Ginger feels the need to take over his own fed. ;D

[torak]

Great show again AK.

Cordelia is undefeated!

[Davey Marvel]

Good show, now I can have some real fun...