Thursday Night Meltdown 10th March 2005

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Thursday Night Meltdown 10th March 2005

Schedule of Matches:
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Davey Marvel vs Brian Carnage

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Carma v Cordelia – ACW Diva Title Match

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FallenSouls vs “Rookie Monster” Danny Richards

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Jake Cheng vs The Senator

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Bob and Amo vs G Unit

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RDK vs AK

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Hunter vs Wyvern – ACW Lightweight Title Match

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[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Meltdown opens up much as it always does, fans cheering, pyro explosions and such. Almost immediately, however, the titantron flares into life and we see a shot of what’s going on elsewhere.

The backstage area is in chaos after the events on Warfare. Dozens of security men are rushing in and out of Ginger's office, reporting to him about the search for BK London. The atmosphere is extremely tense; we see one or two of the superstars heading to their locker rooms through the throng and it’s clear that BK’s abduction has put everyone on edge.

In the midst of the melee, a powerful figure is cutting a path toward Ginger’s office; it’s his security man Bruce. Bruce is not alone, as a much smaller figure is following in his wake; naturally, the fans all recognize Alicia at once. She’s picked up a gentle tan from her visit to Puerto Rico; she’s evidently only just arrived at the arena as she’s still in her street clothes and coat.

Bruce reaches the door to Ginger’s office, where Tyrone is doing his best to keep some semblance of order. On seeing his colleague, Tyrone halts the ceaseless flow of humanity and allows Alicia to pass by straight away, before he and Bruce prevent anyone else from entering for the moment.

The camera follows Alicia into the room; Ginger is pacing up and down in front of his desk, looking deeply troubled. He doesn’t see Alicia for a moment, and is startled when he does.

Ginger: Alicia!

AK approaches Ginger. He stops pacing and puts his hands behind his back, hiding just how worried he is.

Ginger: I know you only arrived back last night, but did you see the tape of Warfare?

AK: Yes. Someone left a copy in my mailbox for me to pick up when I returned to my apartment.

Ginger:………then you know what I’m going to ask you next.

AK does not respond right away; Ginger sighs and moves closer, putting a hand on AK’s shoulder. She can feel the nerves in his hand twitching despite his attempts to restrain himself.

Ginger: Alicia, I know that we’ve not been on the best of terms lately, but I want you to understand that I’m not accusing you of anything. It’s just that……… we’ve swept the entire arena, and found nothing; wherever Yoko’s keeping him, it’s not here. She’s a smart girl, no doubt about it.

Alicia: She certainly is. I’m afraid that I don’t know any more than you do… Yoko never mentioned a word of this to me. What about-

Ginger: The others are almost certainly in on this. I’ve had a guard on the door of the Demon Pit since Warfare and no – one’s been in or out.

Ginger pauses.

Ginger: All right, there’s no need for you to hang around here – we’ve got a show to put on and you’re booked tonight. If you think of anything though, however irrelevant it might seem, please come and tell me – I don’t think Yoko would actually do anything really bad to BK, but……..

He tails off, and the crowd can see than in fact Ginger isn’t convinced of that idea at all. AK has no words to comfort him; she simply takes his hand and holds it in hers for a moment.

AK: I understand.

Ginger gives a small nod of appreciation; and then AK walks away and out of the room, which is then flooded again by a slew of security all bringing in reports.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Neverending Rivalry (Credit: BK)

The shot cuts to the gym where we see the fan favorite El Froggy Mask is doing squats, exercising for his upcoming matches in the next months. As the camera follows him up and down Froggy moves up and Felix Santana Jr. is shown and Froggy halts.

Felix: Orale Hombre Rana.

Froggy: So we meet again? How is shoulder?

Felix: Much better. It has taken 4 weeks of rehab but it all better now. But now that I am back I have a goal to set out.

Froggy: And is what?

Felix: A vences.

Froggy: What?!

Felix: To defeat you. See the last time we fought at Ragnarok I came up on the short hand. I disgraced all mi dominican raza. But now this time, I am back and I will win the respect of my people. I am a former World Champion, and I will prove it. So I am issuing a challenge to you.

Froggy: You make challenge? I always ready. I tell you this before.

Felix: Next Week, Warfare. You vs Me.

Froggy: You on.

Felix: See you there.

Felix extends his hand for a handshake and Froggy grips the hand of Felix and they shake as the scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: The Diva Switch (Credit: BK)

While the fans have been watching events elsewhere, Gingerdude is trying to get back to something approaching normality and is moving papers around his desk, a little aimlessly perhaps. He hears a knock at the door, and suddenly former Supermodel Carma enters the room and she has her wrestling gear on.

Ginger: Ah Carma, I see you got my message.

Carma: Yes, is there a reason you wanted to see me? I’m all ready for action as instructed..

Ginger: Well, on Meltdown last week you Dq'd yourself costing yourself the shot at the ACW Divas Title.

Carma blows her nails and then brushes them on her shirt.

Carma: Yeah I did, didn't I?

Ginger: But at Bloody Valentine you defeated a top Diva contender, Rena.

Carma gives a satisfied smile.

Carma: Yup. Beat that bitch down.

Ginger: Now due to last week's attack and…..events on Warfare, Kiley is not in the physical or emotional state to compete tonight. So I gave her the night off.

Carma: Aww, that’s too bad. Now what does this have to do with me?

Ginger: Well hold your horses miss. Kiley is not here to compete and I still need to settle the debate over the Divas Championship and its new holder, seeing as Primera has forfeited it by failing to defend the belt as frequently as her contract requires. So tonight, in the place of Kiley, you Carma will face Cordelia in the Finals of the Divas Tournament for the Divas Championship.

Carma’s expression lights up.

Carma: Really? Thanks Ging. Once I beat that bitch Cordelia I am gonna cement my place on the top of the Divas Division…. You’ll see!

Carma excitedly runs out the room; she hurries back toward her dressing room, but in her haste she almost runs directly into her opponent for the evening, Cordelia. Both women stare one another down; Carma is understandably nervous and on the lookout for Torak, but no attack comes, and Cordelia simply smirks and walks away. Carma watches her leave and her own expression becomes hardened before she continues on her way, and the scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 1: Davey Marvel vs Brian Carnage (Credit: Rose)

The Fans want blood. The Fans want to see pain. They can be as primal as they can be loving. The fans are a double edged sword. Maybe they will get more than they had bargained for.

Philip: Ladies and Gentleman, this match is scheduled for one fall; introducing first, from Ann Arbor, MI, Davey Marvel!

"Judith" by A Perfect Circle hits and Marvel walks to the ring ominously ready to be a part of what he hopes is a slaughter, a feeding frenzy if you will. He enters the ring and, strangely, requests a mic.

Davey: I am not gonna talk long. I just wanted to dedicate this match to Bladeshadow or Peacecrap or whatever he is callin’ himself these days. That doesn't matter, what does matter is what I am gonna do to this guy.

The fans have no idea what to make of this bizarre statement; they can only puzzle over it as Davey disposes of the mic and stares an empty stare at the entrance.

Philip: And next, From Greenock, Scotland, please welcome Brian Carnage!

"Open Your Eyes" by Guano hits and Carnage comes out from behind the curtain to an astounding barrage of cheers from the fans. This is made slightly poignant by the knowledge that some fans have that this is to be Carnage’s last match in ACW for quite some time, and possibly for good (the internet news sites have uncovered his acceptance of a contract with a leading Japanese fed where he hopes to further extend and refine his high – flying skills.) He walks down the ramp and stops for a second to take in the cheers before running and sliding into the ring – and as soon as he arrives, Davey’s on him like a pit bull before the bell is rung. The fight’s already on and the referee waves urgently to the timekeeper.

Bell Rings.

Carnage and Marvel tie up in the middle of the ring and Marvel quickly tosses the weaker Carnage completely backwards. Marvel then waits for Carnage to get to his feet, only to knock his head clear from his shoulders with a world ending, earth shattering clothesline straight from the very debts of Hell. Marvel makes the aggressive pin and The referee counts 1…….2…….., but then Marvel pulls Carnage up and laughs maniacally. He presses Carnage over his head and defiantly throws him over the top rope to the outside area. Carnage lands with and utterly sickening thud on the outside and the crowd starts a "HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT" chant that can be hear even at the outskirts of the arena . Marvel slides to the outside and laughs at the fallen Carnage as he struggles to get to his feet. Marvel does not show any pity as he whips Carnage head first into the nearest steel steps, busting him wide open. Carnage is bleeding like a stuck pig and Marvel does not care one bit. Carnage gets up and Marvel rolls him in the ring. Marvel whips Carnage against the ropes but as he hits the ropes, Carnage collapses. Marvel stares at Carnage coldly and it appears as if the better part of his soul is gone and in its place is a horrendous blackness. Carnage finally gets to his feet and Marvel hits a devastating right hand and Carnage simply crumbles to the mat. Marvel makes the Pin and the Referee counts 1………2……., but Carnage gets his foot on the ropes and the crowd erupts, this only causes Marvel to go berserk and become extremely hostile. He grabs Carnage by the neck and then he pulls him to the feet. Carnage fights back, but to no avail and Marvel lifts him up and hits a standing Davey driver. The crowd is in awe as Marvel makes the pin 1……….2………..3……

Bell Rings

Philip: Here is your winner, Davey Marvel!

.....but Davey is not done yet; he springs up and begins to further his attack on Carnage. He makes his way to the outside and grabs a chair and brings it back into the ring. He begins to repeatedly strike Brian Carnage with that steel chair. He picks up Brian and Irish whips him into the ropes, and on the rebound Davey tosses him in the air and hits the Davey Driver on the chair that was set up for this move. Davey now grabs the chair of the ground and unfolds it and sets it up just in front of the ropes with the front of the chair facing the ropes. Davey goes back and retrieves Brian Carnage who is still lying motionless in the center of the ring. He picks up Brian and sets him on the ropes, Davey then runs up the ropes and hits the punisher. He gets up with fierce look in his eye and stares at the camera and screams while pointing at Brian. "THAT'S GONNA BE YOU BLADE!!! THAT'S GONNA BE YOU!!!! Davey walks back to locker room with a look of satisfaction on his face. The fans are left slightly shocked and bewildered as to why Davey is after the retired Shade Peacecraft, and what on earth Davey hopes to achieve from his increasingly brutal actions…….

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Gary's Ferocity (Credit: Hunter / Senator)

The scene fades into the private parking lot for the wrestlers. A long black limousine comes into view and stops. The driver, dressed in a casual black suit and hat, gets out of the car and runs to the back of the limo and opens the door. From inside the limo comes the Senatorial Stable, all wearing suits and smiling. They talk amongst themselves indistinctly, and then they slowly begin to walk to the entrance of the arena. They then stop after hearing a voice.

?: ROAR!!!

They turn around and see Gary, in all of his 145 pound glory, jump out and try to scare them. They just stand there silently, watching him. Hunter breaks the silence.

Hunter: What the hell do you want?

Gary: I'm trying to show you just how scary and fearsome I am!

FSX: Well you're failing...miserably.

The Stable snickers at his joke. After a few moments, Gary too begins snickering with them.

Will: So what is it that you want?

Gary: Well, I believe that I showed just how tough I was on Monday.

Hunter: Which Monday?

Gary: Last Monday! You know, the match we had?

Hunter: You were...tough?

Gary: You think so?

Hunter: No! I'm repeating your statement because I don't understand what you're trying to say!

Gary: I put up a good fight! I lasted a whole minute, longer than I've ever done before!

Hunter: You do know that half of that minute was me holding you in the Shotgun, right?

The Stable again begins to laugh, and Gary again begins to follow.

Kalb: Stop doing that!

Gary: Well, why I am here is simple: I want to be part of the most dominating stable in ACW, the Senatorial Stable!

The Stable bursts into laughs and tears at the thought. Hunter trips and almost falls over himself.

Hunter: You...you...you actually want to be part of the Stable? You're...joking, right?

Gary: No, I'm serious!

Hunter: There is no way in-

Senator: Wait, Hunter, think about it.

Hunter stops midsentence and looks at Senator. They silently communicate through facial expressions until both of them smile.

Senator: Well, Gary. You're right. You did...well...put up quite a fight against Hunter. That proves that you truly can hold your own in the ring. But, we are simply not too sure if you're completely deserving of joining...

Gary: Oh, but I am! I'll prove it too!

Senator: Oh really? Well, in that case, I guess we should see what you're made out of. We're going to give you a series of tasks to perform to see if you truly belong even within ten feet of the Stable. Your first one will be on Fallout, I will tell you your opponent before the match, complete this and you will be one step further towards being a member of the Senatorial Stable in full faith.

Upon hearing this, Gary starts jumping for joy.

Gary: All right, I won't let you down! I'll go train and stuff and I'll see you guys after the match!

Fitzharris: Okay Gary, you go do that.

Gary, still not seeing the gravity of this situation, joyfully skips away, finally giving the Stable some breathing room.

FSX: Well this'll be fun.

Kalb: It'll be fun if I manage to keep my title after that match Senator told me about...that opponent really does scare me.

Hunter: Yeah, don't worry, you'll win that match. Well, I'll see you guys later. I have to go talk to Ginger.

Will: Okay, later.

Hunter walks away as the Stable continues walking towards the backstage area.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Upsetting the odds (Credit: Rookie Monster)

The crowd sees the titantron switch to a different video segment next; A disused ring is shown, the screen is black and white and crackles before coming into focus, the ring is in the middle of a disused warehouse, a strong wind can be heard rattling the remaining window panes which are left in their frames

A battered and broken door opens to the left of the ring and a towering figure walks out, he is in wrestling attire which consists of red trunks with black boots and a towel wrapped around his head. It hides his identity but he looks strangely familiar none the less…..

He walks towards the ring, and slowly slides underneath the bottom rope, he walks towards the middle of the ring and looks around the arena, he smiles and removes his towel from around his head….

…..to reveal The Rookie Monster Danny Richards. He stretches briefly and plasters a focused, intent look on his face, he turns to the door and yells at someone who is apparently in there out of sight.

Danny: Alright, bring them out!

The door opens and a small, squat man in a suit walks out, a cap hides what little hair he has left, the man is recognized by those watching as Danny’s manager and financial backer Ricky Sinclair. He enters the warehouse, a smile plastered on his face, he stops briefly and looks around the warehouse before waving his hand in a "follow me motion" at some people who are still in the room behind him.

Ricky: This way……

Ricky walks towards the ring and from the room come four men of various different size, noticeable of the four is one man similar in size to Richards, they are all in their wrestling gear, which varies in colour and style, they each stand behind the ringpost in a corner of the ring, they are all wearing scared and frightened looks but are trying to hide this. Ricky walks into the ring and goes over to Danny who is eyeing up these men one at a time.

Ricky: Danny are you sure you want to do this? It’s four against one.

Danny: I do, no more ****ing about Ricky, I mean business and if I want the International title I gotta show I mean business, Everyone thinks I am like them, a talentless jobber who think they are something, I mean handfuls of superstars such as FSX and TNT claim they are greatness….. well they better listen and listen good, Greatness is standing in the ring right now (he points to himself) and greatness will be standing over your broken bodies on his path to the title. Now let’s get this over with.

He smiles sadistically as Ricky slides out of the ring and takes a seat at the front of it, Ricky blows a whistle and one of the men, a slightly small, weedy guy with bright blue trunks slides under the ring, he stretches briefly and looks over at Danny who makes a “bring it on motion” with his hand, the man looks nervous but none the less begins his attack.

He runs at Danny, who simply ducks, the man turns around and is met with a stiff clothesline by Danny which simply knocks him unconscious, Danny stops ready for another attack but notices the man is laying on the floor, he puts a foot on him and poses.

Ricky: 1,2,3.

Danny sneers and rolls the man out of the ring.

Danny: Too easy! Next….

Ricky blows the whistle again and this time a slightly taller and stockier black man climbs into the ring, he walks towards Danny and gets in his face talking trash at him, Danny completely dwarfs the man, who is still shouting and yelling at him, Danny sneers as the man punches Danny with all his might, before Danny can react the man is on top of him with lefts and rights and vicious blows to the skull, the man whips Danny off the rope and ducks going for a back body drop but Danny nails him with a vicious clothesline, he begins to destroy the man with boots all over his body, he picks him up and whips him into the ropes, the man comes back and Danny lifts him up hitting a Black Hole Slam, he again covers the man all the while looking at one of his other competitors.

Ricky: 1,2,3.

Danny rolls the man out the ring, and looks at Ricky who blows the whistle; this time both of the remaining man climb into the ring and leap onto Danny. They both back him into the corner raining punches and kicks onto him, this all becomes too much for Danny, the taller of the two men brings Danny to his knee and hoists him up in the air and delivers a brutal stalling suplex, the other man then climbs on one of the turnbuckles, jumps off and drives his elbow into Dannys’ sternum, he covers him….

Ricky: Danny, what are you doing? Get up, get up, if you let these guys beat you, then what’s the point of being in the ACW, you have proven what you are capable of, you have beaten and you know how the superstars tick now show them what you can do, if you get beat now they will destroy you!

Danny kicks out, the bigger man picks him up but Danny breaks off and hits a suplex, the other man comes running at him, Danny picks him up and holds him above his head and brings him crashing down to the mat, Danny picks him up again, puts him between his legs, lifts him on his shoulders and hits a Rookie Bomb bringing him crashing down on top of the taller man he previously disposed of, he covers them both.

Ricky: 1,2,3.

Danny stands up obviously the worse for wear, he raises his hands to his sides with the same determined look on his face he normally wears.

Danny: TNT and FSX, anyone on the ACW roster for that matter, I just took apart four guys with the same amount of talent and skill as you, with my bare hands….. now just imagine what will happen to you on Thursday, or Monday or any other day of the week. Up until now I have remained silent and bided my time, I have been beaten and shown you only a fraction of what I am capable of....what greatness is capable of. But now you will all see as I begin my path to Gold, that I am so much more than a Rookie, I am a Monster! TNT you should feel honoured as my path to ACW legend begins with you and that International title, I am coming for it, I am ACW’s future and all you can do is deal with it……

The screen fades to black, with Danny smiling intently at the camera.

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Match 2: Carma v Cordelia – ACW Diva Title Match (Credit: Latino)

The fans are wondering just what Gary is letting himself in for as Philip enters the ring to get match 2 started.

Phillip: This next match is for the ACW Diva Championship! Coming to the ring…..Cordelia!

“Do You Think I’m a Whore” by Kittie starts playing as Cordelia comes down to the ring. The majority of the fans give out loads of disrespectful comments but the general male fans still give out nice pops. Cordelia pays neither of them any mind or significance as she continues walking down to the ring.

Phillip: And her opponent…Carma!

Supermodel by Ru Paul starts playing as Carma comes out to a surprise reaction. She only has a look of determination on her face as she walks down to the ring. The male fans of course as well as a select few female ones give out the usual cheers and pops for her as she walks by. Carma gives them a slight smile but returns her attention to Cordelia in the ring. She enters the ring as the Referee holds up the Diva Championship up in the air and calls to ring the bell.

The Bell Rings.

The two woman circle one another in the ring as they keep spouting out comments that ACW younger viewers. Suddenly, Cordelia slaps Carma across the face as the audience gives out a loud “OOOOH!” Carma tackles down Cordelia and repeatedly starts banging her head against the wrestling mat. She gets off and stands up Cordelia in the same process. Cordelia is Irish whipped to the ropes and Carma gives her a kick to the face stopping her in her tracks. She stops and then another well aimed kick to the face knocking down on her back. She picks up Cordelia lifting her on top of her shoulders. Running towards the turnbuckle but Cordelia slides down the back of Carma. She grabs her neck and falls back with an inverted DDT. She grabs Carma by the hair and drags her across the ring. Carma goes kicking and screaming holding onto her hair and trying to break free. Cordelia starts pulling harder and gathering up enough momentum slides her underneath the ropes and sends Carma falling head first onto the outside mats. Cordelia rolls to the outside and drags Carma back up by the hair. She rushes her towards the steel steps but Carma grabs Cordelia sending her straight into it. Carma slams Cordelia’s face against the steps once and then one final time. She grabs Cordelia by the neck and tries for a suplex. Cordelia reverses the move sending Carma’s back straight into the steel steps. She rolls Carma back inside the ring following and goes for the cover. The ref slides to the mat and goes for the count One…Two…Th- kickout by Carma. Cordelia stands up Carma and goes to give her a knee to the face. Carma blocks this and quickly gives her a scratch to the eyes. She gets up, kicking Cordelia in the stomach. Carma lifts her and slams her down with a powerbomb. Carma quickly goes for the cover; the ref makes the count One…two…three! Carma wins!

Phillip: Here is your winner and NEW ACW Diva Champion….Carma!

The fans aren’t quite sure whether they’re pleased with the result or not, but Carma couldn’t care less; she takes the belt from the referee and thrusts it in the air in triumph. Cordelia is picking herself up as Carma walks back up the ramp; she is clearly furious and won’t just let this matter lie. But as it turns out, Carma has more pressing problems – as she reaches the stage and turns around to show off her title again, there’s a blur of movement and Carma is speared to the metal floor by none other than Kiley. Kiley is in her street clothes and the incredible ferocity of her attack is doubtless driven by her desperate worry for her fiancé; she beats Carma’s head against her own title until Carma stops moving, and then simply leaves her there for the medics to attend to, her point clearly made as she walks to the back.

The medics need some time to do their jobs, and so the show goes to commercials.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Partying, Latino – style (Credit: Latino)

The camera shot changes to a familiar looking dressing room. It’s empty at first, but then out of a side room emerges Alicia, with a package in her hand and a towel wrapped around her hair where she’s getting ready for her match later on.

Voice: Victor! Come on! I just received the video in the mail. Your mom sent it.

Latino’s voice filters though from another separated room.

Latino: Alright, alright…..wait what video did she send? It wasn’t that one-

Ak: No, I made sure to keep that one in our luggage. This is the other video that you took during the party your parents had for us.

Alicia puts in the video and Latino emerges from the back; the couple sit down together on the couch.

For the first few seconds the TV screen is black until it quickly cuts to a sunny outside area, a private garden. The camera starts moving forward and into the house. Music is heard and loud voices accompany it, obviously not coming from the stereo. A door is opened and the room behind it is shown. The house is absolutely full of people; some are shown some dancing, some sitting down eating. Others are talking while still more seem to be walking around the room. The camera view of the room is actually rather strange, it seems to be taking shots of most people from the chest down. Nevertheless the camera continues to move and finally stops as it shows Latino sitting at a table talking to what looks to be one of his family members. The two of course are drinking heavily.

Latino: Hey, hey, hey…..

Juan: Nothing you can say.

Latino: Que?

Juan: I said nothing you can say can stop how happy I feel for you primito. I am finally glad you got her to say yes. Where the hell is she?

Latino: I have no idea…..

Latino looks left to right and then sees the camera. He grins.

Latino: Hey nino, donde es mi novia?

A small voice, obviously from a younger relative of Latino is heard mentioning something in Spanish; this explains the bizarre camera angle. The camera turns and spots a crowd of people around another small table; the diminuitive camera operator wriggles through until they are able to get a clear shot. Alicia’s there, and it looks like she’s hit the ground running as there’s a bottle of some high – proof hooch, and a drinking contest fully in progress.

She faces a tall, lean man of a similar age to Latino, perhaps another cousin. An older man pours them a drink each and the customary psychological warfare follows, with the contestants keeping one another’s gaze locked dead ahead. Then, at some inaudible signal they both down their shots; the gathered spectators become a little quieter. After about 5 seconds, the lean man’s expression fixes and his eyes glaze, and there’s a cheer as he keels over, face first on to the table. Alicia’s face becomes plastered with a distinctly half – cut grin and she throws her arms up in celebration. Her victory hasn’t gone unnoticed elsewhere, either.

Latino: THAT’S MY WOMAN! ORALE!!

The little crowd parts as Latino navigates his way over and hugs his fiancé.

Latino: So, how are you getting on with everyone?

AK: I’m having an absolutely marvelous time. I couldn’t like it more…… are you sure it’s ok for us all to stay here though? I mean, this is your parents’ house, they might want some peace and quiet.

Latino: Quiet? We don’t do quiet, mami! I’m a Laureano, and we party until we….

At this point Latino’s alcohol consumption catches up with him and there’s a loud thud as he too slumps down. Everyone else roars with laughter, especially AK, whose sense of reserve has checked out for the evening.

AK: You know, that is SO like him…..he never lasts as long as I do!

The adults of the group catch the joke and laugh even harder. Wisely, the tape ends here; the camera returns to AK and Latino who are both smiling at the memories.

Latino: Wow, that was a great night.

Atomic: Yes it was, though you were back up later that night with you family singing old Spanish songs. Then you finally came to bed and slept in on the bed and half on the floor.

Latino just grins again. Then his expression becomes a little more serious.

Latino: Oh yea such a great night……. Mira chula. you should get ready for your match tonight.

Atomic: What about you?

Latino: I’ll be fine, I have to think about what to do about el jefe, Ginger. Go on mami, I’ll be here waiting anyways.

Atomic: All right Victor. I’ll see you later.

The couple leans in for a kiss and Atomic quickly leaves the locker room. Latino starts talking again almost as if someone was still around.

Latino: He tried to screw me out of my match…..obviously it didn’t work, but I’m not letting him off that easily. I already have some plans for him soon. He thinks he can mess with me and get away with it? He has no idea. Jefe is gonna truly experience what is to mess with a Latino.

Latino leans back on the couch and continues to think as the scene fades out.

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Segment: Honor? (Credit: Jake Cheng)

In another locker room, the newly formed New Breed, including the cardboard cutout of Davey Marvel, are shown sitting in their new locker room, watching one of the funniest shows on television today.

Oliver: Guy le Douche. That has to be the greatest name ever.

The 3 watch a random Japanese man run straight into a wall, and burst out laughing.

Jake: Yeah, this is definitely better than that crappy Takeshi’s Castle version it is made after.

Vic Romano: Well that was a great episode of Most Extreme Elimination Challenge

Kenny Blankenship: You bet it was Vic and we will see you all next time. And remember...

Vic and Kenny: DON'T GET ELIMINATED!!

Anthem and Wyvern get up to get something to drink, as Oliver pops in a DVD and Jake faces the camera.

Jake: Romeo, Romeo, Romeo. Do you even know what the word honor means? I mean you could ask our friend, the human dictionary, Hunter next time he sucks you off so you give him a “good word” in the next interview. You don’t know what I mean do you? Well, here is a clip from the Bloody Valentine Pre-Show that will answer all of your questions.

Jake reaches behind onto the coffee table, almost knocking over his Sprite can.

Jake: Uhhh, Wyvern, can you pass the remote?

Wyvern: Sorry Jake, here catch.

Wyvern chucks the DVD remote at Jake. Jake catches the remote and presses the play button with one fluid motion.

Charlotte: Jake vs. Hunter vs. Jenero for the Lightweight Title….. what is your prediction on this opening match?

Romeo: This is a match that has me wondering who will win in this three way? Jake Cheng, whose past of late has not been the most honorable or the Hunter who seems to follow his own path or Jenero, with his many personalities? I think this will go to the one with the most stamina and power and of course sanity. I think this may actually go to Hunter as long as he follows the integrity, honor and respect for his opponents, he will surprisingly prevail.

The TV goes to black as Jake hits the power button on the remote.

Jake: Since when does Hunter have honor and respect for his opponents? I mean, I don’t know if you saw this but Hunter paralyzed his brother for LIFE!!! He will never be able to walk, run let alone wrestle ever again. I wouldn’t call it “integrity, honor and respect” but, hey whatever floats your boat man.

Jake gets a Sprite from the counter before making his final statement.

Jake: Tonight, we have two big matches involving this stable. First off being Wyvern vs Hunter. This could be a great night indeed; if Wyvern can seal the win then he would be the second doubles champion in history to only have singles titles. And then there is Me vs Senator. Of course, they put me up with the leader. And finally...

Primera: JAKE!! THAT 70s SHOW IS ON!!!!

Jake: DAMN! I am not missing this!

Jake jumps over the couch, almost landing on “Davey” as the camera fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 3: FallenSouls vs “Rookie Monster” Danny Richards (Credit: BK London)

The next match reunites two of the best performers from Bloody Valentine; will either of them convince the management of their right to challenge for the International Title?

Phillip: This match is scheduled for one fall, coming to the ring from Seoul, Korea, representing the Senatorial Stable, Fallensouls.

"Boldy Going Nowhere" hits and the crowd erupts in boos for the member of the illustrious Senatorial Stable. FSX slowly walks down to the ring and slides in with ease. He then climbs to the middle ropes and he taunts the crowd and that seems to make him get even more heat. He jumps off the middle rope and waits for his opponent tonight.

Phillip: And his opponent, coming to the ring from Blackpool, England, "The Rookie Monster" Danny Richards.

"Lamb of God" blazes through the speaker system in the arena and the crowd slightly cheers for Rookie, they will cheer for anyone that is not FSX due to the major heat he has. Rookie slides in the ring and he pulls his elbow pads tightening them for the battle he has against him. The bell rings and the referee starts the match.

Rookie and FSX lock up in the center of the ring, Rookie quickly hits FSX with a deep armdrag. FSX rises after the move and he runs toward Rookie again but he recieves another armdrag and then Rookie applies an armbar. FSX rolls forward releasing himself from the pain and then he kips up. FSX and Rookie are still latched together. Rookie tries to pull him down for another armdrag but FSX holds onto the top rope and Rookie falls neck first into the mat. FSX quickly hooks both the legs of Rookie and he puts his feet on the ropes, the referee is oblivious to this and begins making the count but Rookie kicks out after two. FSX can't believe it but he quickly begins working on the back of the neck of Rookie by pounding into it. FSX then puts his knee on the back of Rookie and he pulls his neck back in a Camel Clutch variation move. Rookie's face shows that he is pain but after 15 seconds FSX releases the hold. FSX aggressively covers Rookie but Rookie stays persistent and he kicks out of the cover. FSX picks up Rookie and then throws him into the corner, FSX then chops Rookie in the chest with a hard back hand. Rookie holds his chest in pain and then FSX does it again but it seems to have no effect. FSX does it again and Rookie seems to be enduring the attacks by FSX. FSX goes for another chop but then Rookie takes FSX down to the mat with a sickening thud to the head. FSX gets up and Rookie picks up FSX with ease and drops him down with a Scoop Slam. FSX gets up holding his back in pain and Rookie bounces off the ropes and goes for the Rookieline but FSX ducks. Rookie bounces off the other ropes, and as FSX turns around he is taken out with a Rookieboot. FSX falls to the mat and rolls out the ring.

Rookie goes to the outside and he grabs FSX by his hair and then slams him head first into the announce table. FSX recoils and falls by the steel steps, FSX begins to get up and Rookie gets the idea to Shoulder Block FSX into the steel steps as he pounds his shoulders. Rookie takes the football position and he launches himself toward FSX but FSX drop toe holds him sending him face first into the steel steps. Rookie falls on the outside holding his head in pain, FSX picks up Rookie and tosses him back in the ring to reveal that he is busted open. FSX rolls in and he hooks the leg of Rookie but Rookie kicks out just before three. FSX begins to get frustrated and he waits for Rookie to rise up. As Rookie staggers to his feet FSX kicks him in his abdomen and bounces off the ropes. FSX goes for the Silence Scissors Kick but Rookie moves out of the way. FSX turns around only to receive an earth shattering Monster Splash. Both superstars are out in the middle of the ring and the referee begins to count. Both superstars are out and blood is rushing profusely from the head of Rookie. Rookie then begins to stagger to his feet and so does FSX, Rookie punches FSX and FSX begins to reel. FSX then returns the favor and Rookie reels. The two fiercely begin exchanging blows and Rookie gets the upper hand. Rookie goes for the Suplex but FSX floats over the shoulder of Rookie and FSX rolls Rookie up with a Rolling Crutch Pin. The referee counts one, two, and as he hits two FSX grabs onto the bottom rope and the referee slams his hand down for the three.

Announcer: And the winner of this match, Fallensouls.

FSX pulls himself out the ring and the referee raises his hand in victory. FSX walks up the ramp triumphant as he picks up a win for the Senatorial Stable. Rookie is back in the ring being attended to the referees for the amount of blood he lost, but the gleam in his eyes shows that this was just the first skirmish of a major battle to come.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: To Make it Official... (Credit: Hunter)

As the screen fades in, the viewer is taken inside Chairman Gingerdude's office, where the illustrious chairman has thrown himself into random papers, writing and checking off things to take good care of his federation (and also to try and take his mind off of other events). A knock on the door is heard, and Ginger looks up from his hell disguised as pieces of paper.

Ginger: Come in.

The door opens, and in comes Hunter with his LW Title around his shoulder.

Ginger: Ah, Hunter. How's the Lightweight Champ doing?

Hunter: I'm fine.

Ginger: That's good. So, what can I do for you?

Hunter: Well, I'd like you to refresh my memory: what was the first officially announced match for Bloody Valentine?

Ginger: Um, let's see, if I'm not mistaken, it was your LW Title Match.

Hunter: That's right. So, let's make that two PPVs in a row where the LW Title Match is announced first.

Ginger: Oh, you've picked your opponent?

Hunter: Yes, I've decided to defend against...Jake Cheng.

The crowd pops.

Ginger: All right, I'll fill out the paperwork. But what if you happen to lose the title before then?

Hunter: Why would that happen?

Ginger: Well, you are set to defend tonight against Wyvern, and you're set to defend next Monday against Kross.

Hunter: Well, have the match anyway. Of course, though, I'm very confident that it will be a title match.

He smirks and turns to the door.

Ginger: Hold on a second. Jake chose the stipulation last time. Do you have one for this time?

Hunter: Yes, actually I do.

Hunter faces the camera and looks up at the microphone. He walks up to Ginger's desk and takes out a piece of paper. He then takes a pen and writes something. After giving the paper to Ginger, he turns around and again heads for the door. Ginger smiles.

Ginger: Oh, this'll be good. When will you make the announcement?

Hunter: In a week or two.

Ginger: Good.

Hunter heads out the door, but stops before he closes it.

Hunter: By the way, could you not make the match the first one on the card?

Ginger smiles.

Ginger: I'll see what I can do.

With that, Hunter closes the door and walks away. It’s only when he’s out of earshot that Ginger gives a deep sigh, and we see just how hard he’s having to work to keep up some kind of normal “front” tonight.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 4: Jake Cheng vs The Senator (Credit: Rose)

Tension? Excitement? A sea of emotion emanates from the ACW arena.

Philip: Ladies and Gentleman, this match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first From Dover, New Hampshire, please welcome The Chinese Phenom, Jake Cheng.

"Encore/Numb" hits and Jake comes out to the cheers of the crowd, who have warmed to him considerably thanks to his new alliances. He quickly runs to the ring and slides under he bottom rope, taking his corner and awaiting his challenge.

Philip: And next, hailing from Washington D.C, please welcome The Senator!

"Hail to the Chief" hits and The Senator walks out to the ring to a nice, steady chorus of boos. He stops and lets out a Richard Nixon victory pose while red white and blue tickertape falls behind him. He walks to the ring and quickly taking his corner, because he is prepared for a real slobberknocker.

Bell rings.

Senator initiates a collar-elbow tie up in the center of the ring and quickly takes advantage by putting Jake in a simple, but effective key lock. Jake tries to reverse by hitting Senator with a back elbow, but Senator then links the hold into a side head lock. Jake is again trying to elbow his way free, so Senator links the move into a drop toe hold.. Jake falls flat on his face and the crowd boos this action with great zeal. The Senator keeps control by locking in a quick, but extremely effective Fujiwara armbar. Senator, ever the mat tactician, has locked in the hold so that Jake is a great ways from the ropes. The crowd boo the Senator and they also boo every time Jake lets out a primal scream of pain. Even though Senator would love to go for a quick submission victory, the hold is proving harder and harder to keep locked in with every passing minute and finally, he grudgingly releases it. Both men get to their feet, but The Senator does so a great bit before Jake and takes advantage by being the first to initiate the hand-to-hand combat. Senator rages forward with an unblockable barrage of punches and kicks, but as they get near the ropes, Jake ducks and takes the top rope with him and Senator’s momentum takes him over the top to the outside.

Jake immediately gets to his feet, he wants to win this match by hook or by crook, and he waits for Senator to get to his feet before coming to the outside with a Plancha. This hits The Senator squarely and it forcibly knocks his breath out of his body. Both me are hurt by the impact, obviously Jake less than The Senator, and the crowd it going nuts. Jake gets up and the picks Senator up to his feet, kicks him in the abdomen, and then Irish Whips him into the steel ring post. Senator hits shoulder first and then he collapses to the mat holding his arm in great pain. The Referee counts to 7 and Jake goes in and back out of the ring to restart the count. Jake charges The Senator, but he is hit by a dropkick to the knee and this causes him to fall flat on his face and to clutch his knee in pain. Senator picks up Jake and quickly slides him into the ring, where he hopes the match will quickly end. Senator hits the rising Jake with a running swinging neckbreaker and makes the aggressive cover, The Referee counts 1…….2…., but Jake kicks out in the nick of time as the crowd boos. Senator hits Jake repeatedly with vicious kicks to the abdomen as Jake rises and hits a vicious clothesline out of virtually no where. Jake rebounds off the ropes quickly and then hits The Senator, who has just gotten to his feet, with a beautiful cross body block. He keeps with the momentum and makes a cover, the Referee counts 1……..2…., but Senator kicks out in the nick of time to a nice amount of cheers, considering his position, but those don’t last long. The Senator gets up only to be hit by a NICE Northern Lights Suplex that is quickly bridged by Jake and the Referee counts 1………2……., but he kicks to the jeers of the crowd. Jake is ready for this to end, so he picks up Senator who has stamina on par with that of the legendary Strom Thurmond. Senator in desperation knees his opponent and then he does it again, and again. He then rebounds against the ropes and hits The Partisan Kick that devastates his opponent. Senator falls on top for the pin and The referee counts 1…….2……….3 .

Bell Rings.

Philip: Here is your winner by Pinfall, The Senator.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Jake just lies on the ground after being hit with the Partisan Kick and being pinned. Senator signals to the rest of his stable as he begins to stomp the living hell out of Jake. Hunter, FSX and Will rush to the ring and continue the beatdown.

The crowd then pops loudly, as the rest of New Breed run to the ring. Senator, FSX and Anger climb out of the ring. Anthem takes Senator down with a vicious clothesline, and soon goes to help Oliver, who is being held in the air by Will Anger. The Capitalists then make their way to lend a hand to the rest of the Senatorial Stable. Wyvern almost makes it into the ring, but is stopped by FSX, who kicks Wyvern in the head. Anger throws Oliver onto Anthem, but Anthem catches him, and the two New Breed members assault Will. A loud crash is heard as Wyvern DDTs FSX onto the stage but soon after Wyvern is attacked by Anthony Kalb. All this happens as Hunter climb out of the ring and grabs a chair, sets it up in the ring, and continues to beat Jake.

Primera rushes out to check on some of the fallen New Breed members, but is attacked by Jessica Cheng from behind. Primera then recieves the Bitch Slap from Hell from Jessica. Oliver checks on her as the Entertainment Champion locks the Junoir Champion in his signature submission, the Deus Ex Machina. But Fitzharris comes to the rescue. Anthem then jumps into the ring to help Cheng but is quickly thrown out by Anger and FSX who are standing guard for Hunter’s assault on Cheng. Jessica finally makes it too the ring after tring to get around the battle on the ramp between The Capistalists and Senator vs Anthem, Wyvern and Oliver, who is half protecting Primera. Hunter now picks up his chair and attempts to hit Jake with it until Jessica jumps in front of him.

Jessica: Hunter, Stop!

Hunter: Jessica, get the hell out of the way. I have some business to take care of.

Jessica: Hunter, give me that chair, or we are through!

Hunter can’t decide, but reluctantly gives the chair to Jessica. The crowd makes a big “awww” noise.

Jessica then turns around a hits Jake in the ribs with the chair. The crowd now starts a “slut” chant. Hunter is shocked, but then smiles a big grin.

Jessica: WHAT DID YOU CALL ME JAKE? (Jessica hits him again) THAT’S WHAT I THOUGHT, NOTHING.

She goes to hit Jake again but stops after noticing that Anthem, Oliver and Wyvern have surrounded her and that all 6 members are on the outside. Jessica Places the chair on top of Jake, and in one quick motion, Anthem grabs Jessica in a bearhug. Will rushes into the ring.

Oliver: Will you might want to get out of the ring. Anthem looks like he is gonna break her rib cage. Hunter would never forgive you.....

Hunter: WILL, GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!!

Will slides out of the ring.

Jake: Anthem........let her....go.

The crowd sees Jake on his feet, being held up by Wyvern. Anthem looks reluctant but drops his friend’s sister.

Jessica runs out of the ring, and into Hunter’s arms. The Senatorial Stable then leaves the ring as New Breed stand there, in the ring, knowing that this isn't the end.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

With the chaos in the ring finally over, the shot returns once again to the Chairman’s office. Ginger is pacing back and forth in his office on the phone talking to someone about Genocide when a sort of familiar person enters the room. He taps Gingerdude on the shoulder but Ginger is still distracted by the phone. He taps Ginger on the shoulder again and Ginger puts the phone on hold.

Ginger: What do you want? I'm busy at the moment.

?: Hey Ginger, remember me. I'm the referee that helped you out at Bloody Valentine a few weeks ago.

Ginger: Oh Yeah, How are you doing? Can I help you? First of all what's your name?

?: My name is Damien Ness.

Ginger: Well nice to meet you Mr. Ness. Now what can I help you with?

Ness: Well we agreed before BV that if I helped you win the Championship Match for Corporate Alliance that I would be able to wrestle and become a member of the Corporate Alliance.

Ginger: Hmmm, I do remember saying that. But look at it this way. You’re far too inexperienced in the ring too become a member of the Corporate Alliance.

Ness: But...But...

Ginger: Well look here, How about we make you a Corporate Alliance Member in Training? I mean we have covered our bases here on Meltdown and Warfare but we could always try to take over Fallout too. I'll make sure that I set you up with a personal wrestling trainer until Genocide and you will have the opportunity to be in one of the opening Fallout matches at Genocide.

Ness: That's a great idea thanks. Now who will be my trainer?

Ginger: Oh I've got someone in mind. Now I have to continue this phonecall.

Ness: No Problem.

Ness leaves the office as Ginger picks up the phone and continues talking on it as Meltdown cuts to a commercial.