Thursday Night Meltdown 1st September 2005

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Thursday Night Meltdown 1st September 2005

Schedule of Matches:
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Scarlet vs. Spider

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Jake Cheng vs. TBA

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BK London vs. The Capitalists

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Rena vs. Kudo

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ACW Light Heavyweight Title Match
Daredevil vs. Fallen Souls

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ACW Tag Title Match - 15 Minute Iron Man
Deities of War vs. The Predators

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"That Which I Am": The Grand Finale

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Sometimes, there is a big important announcement at the start of Meltdown.

Not today.

Today, we just see the crowd as we always see them, and then the alphatron kicks into gear, and the first scene begins….

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Musings (Credit: Scarlet)

We see Scarlet, dressed in her usual red cocktail dress, perform her pre-match stretches. She lifted her right leg up, practically over her shoulder, exposing the inside of her dress. We hear the distant roar of the crowd as she continues to stretch her quads.

Male Voice: Scarlet, you're up next. Good luck.

Scarlet: Thank you, dear. Run along now.

We can hear footsteps quickly fading in the background, and Scarlet continues to stretch, performing various feats of flexibility. Before the male population of the crowd dies of heat stroke, she ceases her workout and flops down comfortably on a couch. Sarin sighs audibly, resting her head in her palm. She plucks out a single daisy from a vase of flowers nearby and toys with it gingerly.

Scarlet: I love her, I love her not. I love her, I love her not.

She says this absent-mindedly, picking at the bright yellow petals of the daisy. Her last pluck is at "I love you."

Scarlet: ARGH! Who believes in that stupid thing anyway!

Scarlet chucks the now petal-less stem across the room. Folding her arms, the lovely Aikido mistress pouts, blowing a lock of brown hair out of her face. Suddenly, we hear footsteps again, and a beautiful blonde appears on screen.

Blonde: Hi Scarlet, what's up?

Scarlet: Oh, nothing. Just getting ready for my match.

Blonde: Then how do you explain _this_?

She picks up the daisy stem and holds it out in front of Scarlet's nose. The half Irish, half Indian woman grins reluctantly and shrugs.

Blonde: If you ask me, looks like someone is having some girl troubles! Heehee, haha!

The blonde giggles at her own witticism. Scarlet temporarily glares at her, then decides the blonde isn't worth the trouble.

Scarlet: I suppose. Could you give me some advice?

Blonde: No, not really. I'm not a rug muncher. Talk to ya later!

Scarlet growls at her, ready to strike, but the unknown diva zips out of the locker room in record time. She sits back down on the couch in a huff, pouting once more.

Scarlet: I don't need her help, I know what's in my heart, I know what I feel...Oh Yoko! Hold out, I hope you're okay!

She leaps up from the couch, her countenance worried and desperate. She clutches her heart, as if feeling the effects of a coronary, and rushes out of the room. Scene fades out.

--End--

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: We are the Roses (Credit: BK)

The scene opens with BK London listening to his I-Pod while bumping his head back and forth to whatever he is listening too. He seems to be nearly in the same state he was in last Monday, but this time he is more alive as he looks in the same picture he was looking in on Monday. BK continues to bump his head back and forth and the camera slowly begins to close up on the I-Pod revealing what song is being played, a track called "Roses". BK London closes his eyes and the song begins to burst into the life over the Alphatron and the screen goes black.

As we fade back in BK London is standing in front of the private emergency room with Kiley's favorite flowers, red roses in his hands. Words slowly begin to come from his mouth and the piano can be heard kicking in in the back.

I know it's past visiting hours
But can I please give her these flowers
The doctor dont wanna take procedures
He claimed my heart can't take the anastesia
It'll send her body into a seizure
The little thing by the hospital bed, it'll stop beeping,
Hey chick, im at a lost for words
What do you say at this time?
Remember when I was nine?
Tell her everything gone be fine?
But i'd be lying, the family crying
They want her to live, and she trying
I'm arguing like what kind of doctor can we fly in
You know the best medicine go to people that’s paid,
If Magic Johnson got a cure for A.I.D.'s
And all the broke muthafuckers past away
You tellin’ me if my wife was in the N.B.A.
Right now she'd be ok?
But since she was just a secretary
Working for the church
For only five years
Things sposed to stop right here

Kiley's grandfather is sitting by her side holding her hand and he doesn't seem to be crying or feeling any sad emotions from this travesty.

My grandfather tryin to pull it together, he strong,
Thats where I get my confidence from

BK enters the room and he turns to the nurse in the room who is continuing to check on Kiley from time to time.

I asked the nurse "did you do the research?"
She ask me, "can you sign some t-shirts?"

BK's face turns to a look of grimace thanks to the nurse of asking him such a question during this time.

Bitch is you smokin reefer?
You dont see that we hurt
But still...

(Chorus)

...I smile
The roses come to see me
And I can't wait for a sunny day
(Im seeing it through your eyes)
Can't wait for the clouds to break

(Verse 2)

The scene now cuts to BK London and all of BK and Kiley's family waiting in the lobby, this is a tense moment for all of the members and then BK begins to talk again as the beat kicks back in.

(Kanye West)
They outside of the emergency room, room
You can feel my heart beat, beat, beat
If she gone pull through
we gone find out soon
but right now she sleep, sleep, sleep

BK begins to get up and his mother holds his hand and then the doctor comes out.

My mama say, they say she could pass away any day
Hey chick what these doctors know anyway

He begins to harass the doctors for the X-rays but they obviously don't have them.

Let me see the X-rays

BK's mother calms him down and tells him to sit back down and finally he does.

I ain't no expert, I'm just hurt
Cousin Kim took off for work
Plus my Aunt Shirley, Aunt Beverly, Aunt Claire and Aunt Jean
So many Aunties, we could have an Auntie team
Feel like Amerie "Its this one thing"

Finally the doctors begin to speak to the family and a look of elation comes over their faces.

When they said that she made it
You see the eyes gleam
I think we at an all time high
To get there we run, we fly, we drive
Coz with my family we know where home is
So instead of sending flowers
We the roses...

(Chorus)

I smile
The roses come to see me
And I can't wait for a sunny day
(Im seeing it through your eyes)
Can't wait for the clouds to break

Who brings the sunshine?

Ohhhhh I smile
The roses come to see me
And I can't wait for a sunny day
(Im seeing it through your eyes)
Can't wait for the clouds to break

Scene End.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Slow day (Credit: Angelo)

The scene opens up in the Senatorial Office. Angelo is sitting down with the title on a table.

FSX: Heh...I beat you.

Angelo: Shut it.

FSX: I beat you.

Angelo: Shut it.

FSX: I beat y-

Angelo: SHUT UP!

FSX stops as they just sit there. FSX walks over to the mini-fridge and pulls out a Mountain Dew.

Angelo: Ugh.....

FSX: What’s wrong?

Angelo: Didn't get that much of a goods night sleep. That’s what happens when your bed is soaking wet!

FSX: Hey man sorry!

Angelo: What the hell else do you think would happen when you leave a soda on top of a vibrating bed?

FSX looks down at the ground then opens his can of mountain dew. He takes a sip.

Angelo: London deserves to pay. Blindsiding me like that.

FSX: Well we got the best of him.

Angelo: Yeah, but that wasn't enough. I need to really get him.

FSX: What do you plan on doing?

Just then the door opens and Kevin Fitsharris walks in.

Angelo: Hey, not sure Fallen.

FSX has mountain dew in his mouth so he raises his can up to greet Kevin.

Kevin: Hey guys whats new?

Angelo: Nothing here.

FSX: Same. Grr I'm hungry.

Kevin: Kalb should be here soon with the food.

Angelo: Where did he end up going for it?

Kevin: Burger King....

Kevin smiles and Angelo looks at him.

Angelo: Don’t even do it!

Kevin: Hahaha

FSX: Angelo wanna drink?

Angelo: Sure, Vanilla Pepsi.

FSX opens the fridge and tosses a pepsi to Angelo. He puts it on the table. Kalb then walks into the room with three bags.

Kalb: Kevin here’s your chicken fries and fries.

Kalb hands them to Kevin.

Kalb: And for FSX and Angelo, I got you two double whoppers and fries.

Angelo: Thanks

FSX: Nice.

Angelo moves the title down to the ground anc he starts to eat. Kalb and Kevin sit on the ground then eat.

Some minutes later.

Angelo: Okay, thanks Kalb but I gotta go do something.

Kalb: No prob.

Angelo picks up his title and turns around. The title hits something and it falls and breaks.

FSX: MY BIGGY BANK!!! I...uh mean, my storage holder of cash.

They all stare at FSX then Angelo turns around and leaves the room.

Scene fades.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 1: Scarlet vs. Spider (Credit: Daredevil)

In the arena, the fans are waiting for the first match, and there is a strong response when Philip at last appears to get things underway.

Philip: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Firstly, making his way to the ring, from Salt Lake City, and weighing at 265 lbs…Spider!

’Black Out’ hits and the former ACW Entertainment and tag champion walks through the curtain, to a pretty hot reception from the crowd. Only Spider looks as though he couldn’t give a damn about them as he struts down the ramp, and walks up the steel steps. He climbs into the ring and jumps onto a turnbuckle, which again generates some heel heat as he jumps down, awaiting his opponent.

Philip: And his opponent, from Agra in India, weighing at 108 lbs…Scarlet!

Scarlet’s music hits as she walks out with the trademark black ‘fighters’ which surround her. She grabs two fighters, flipping them over with a double arm drag and flips another over her shoulders. She basically rinses and repeats with the remaining fighters, and she begins to walk down the ramp, ignoring the wolf-whistles and taunts as she climbs up the steel steps. She enters between the bottom and middle rope, before waiting in the corner for the match to start.

Bell Rings.

Scarlet and Spider look at each other, with Spider immediately grinning as he is over twice the weight of Scarlet. He runs at her but Scarlet side-steps the charging Spider and hits him with an impressive arm drag. Spider jumps up and scowls at Scarlet, before running at her again. Scarlet doesn’t sidestep but instead lifts him with an even more impressive monkey flip, before turning Spider around and lock in the camel clutch. Spider rolls to his side and this breaks the hold quickly, and he jumps to his feet where he eyes Scarlet. Scarlet grins as she runs at the big man but Spider also runs and unleashes a powerful big boot which sends Scarlet flying to the ground. She is almost completely knocked out as Spider makes the pin attempt, but Scarlet manages to break a shoulder free and lift it off the mat before the three count. Spider is a little disappointed at not defeating her in as quick as he’d want to but he shrugs it off, and lifts Scarlet up by the head, before throwing her at the ropes. He bends over, attempting to throw her over his head but she just grins as she hits a Jeff Hardy-style Jawbreaker. Spider flies up, and isn’t on the ground but is pretty stunned at this point. Scarlet picks herself up and plants Spider with a huge dropkick, knocking him onto the ground. She makes the cover but the dropkick clearly isn’t enough to stop Spider, who gets up after two. The two clamber to their feet and Scarlet manages to hit a Somersault kick, almost knocking Spider back down.

Scarlet locks in a sleeper hold on Spider, and quickly sends him to the ground. Spider almost loses it, not really because of the move but that Scarlet has made her work in the match as the referee lifts his hand once: no reply. Twice: no reply. Three times: and now Spider gets his arm up. He makes it to his feet, with Scarlet in a piggy back position before grabbing her by the shoulders and throwing her over his head and into the turnbuckle. Scarlet holds her back as she walks in to the huge Spinebuster that Spider plants, and it seems to be all over with that. Spider signals for the Widow’s Bite (Sit-down Powerbomb) and places Scarlet between his legs. He lifts her onto his neck but Scarlet throws a couple of desperation punches, before hitting an impressive Headscissors takedown. The crowd cheer Scarlet on as she jumps to her feet, and watches on as Spider is at his feet at the same time. Both people are familiar with each other’s movesets, so are incredibly cautious as they move towards each other. Spider tries to grasp his hands on Scarlet’s shoulders but she runs back at the ropes. Spider dodges the attempted Yakuza kick and Scarlet bounces off the other ropes. Spider turns around quickly and instead of getting hit himself, he sticks an arm out and hits Scarlet with a clothesline. Scarlet flies down to the ground, and seems out cold. Spider lifts her up and signals for the Final Cut, but again Scarlet gets away, and hits Spider with an unexpected Chaos Judgement! She covers Spider: 1……2……3!

Philip: here is your winner…Scarlet!

Scarlet rolls out the ring as she celebrates another victory in the ACW. The crowd also get behind her as her music hits, and the referee throws her arm in the air as she walks to the back, pleased with her victory. Spider meanwhile slowly gets up, and is pissed off at not winning the match with the amount of opportunities he had to win, but nonetheless slips out the ring and walks up the ramp on his own as we fade out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Silence before the hunt (Credit: FSX)

Through the brutality that has already managed to occur on another hectic meltdown, you must always know there is a silver lining that will make things much less stressful and more enjoyable for everyone. This was yet to be seen though, as the lights in the arena faded and all eyes were now focused on the blank alpha tron. This remained the case for a few moments, making people over anxious or just reliving certain memories from meltdown. Everyone is left silent though the second there thoughts and question's look to be unheard as people sigh in relief to see the image of Hitman of the gods cramped in a small area come to view. He seems to be either contemplating something or just going through his jolly list of possible evils in ACW. He appears to be in a meditated state at this point, as it's not only one of the only way's he'd fit in the room, but it also appeared he wanted guidance.

This though was unable to last for very long as he heard footsteps approaching a door in front of him..within the next 5 seconds he's ripped open the door and quickly taken down the person who was going to interrupt his sanctum at peace. Hitman seems pleased with himself, before a loud cheer is heard as it turns out it was just everyone's local fallout hero El Froggy Mask attempting to go to his own locker room.

Froggy: I have something done? Just try enter locker..

HoTG: This..is your locker room? I'm sorry...I mistook you for a evil trying to interrupt my meditation. I'll find another place to stake out..

A blatant look of embarrassment passes hitman's face as he helps froggy up and moves out of his way, apologizing once more. Froggy has no casual worry over this and enters his locker room in a general piece well hitman sighs a breath of relief. He must of been becoming paranoid to just attack someone without really knowing if they were a great evil. This only further proves the theory that he has to make sure to pick one of the seemingly hundreds of rooms without residence next time.

Quickly shunning the thought from his mind he began his way down the hallway. Thoughts were still in his mind of where to look next, who to investigate next. Every time he had approached someone over being the greater evil a look of disgust had entered there eyes. This is probably because the majority of the people he approached were exiting showers, but the face remained that he had no real leads. But another life lesson seemed to be approaching the Goliath, as well turning down another hall he now knows that some of the roofs in the building don't occupy giants. Though the crowd got general amusement from watching him be a mild oaf for a moment, the laughter quickly turned to cheers as the person he ended up stopped in front of came to the camera's view. Fallen Souls was again appeared to have arrived casually late, but he seemed to have direction this time. The grin on his face though was evident that Hitman had significantly shortened his trip through he maze that is ACW.

FSX: Well it seems you've made great progress on your search today...after all, you found me. That's much better then nothing, and alot more pleasing on the eyes.

There's another laugh at this as Hitman smiles again looking down at him, He had been waiting in a way for Fallen to arrive. For someone to know where everything was for once.

HoTG: I guess you've got a good point, but it really hasn't been the best of luck for me.. I'm out of leads and all the people i've investigated have thrown sharp objects at me.

FSX: Sharp objects? But I thought you've been looking around in the girl's locker room... ..Does Rena have a knife now? Er..because if she does I seriously take back everything I said about her...yup...everything.

HoTG: Huh? Oh no..she threw soap at me. Anyway, I've got alot of people that can't be the greater evil and only two left to look into tonight. First of all, We have to look into the man known at Tracy Finn--

FSX: She SERIOUSLY threw sharp soap at you? How the hell would she sharpen soap??

It seems as if everyone really does take a moment to think how someone would go about sharpening soap, before Hitman shrugs it off and continues with his train of thought.

HoTG:...Anyway, as I was saying, Tracy Finn would make the key greater evil. He is known for not being payed to work for the company yet he does anyway, he can obviously get a better job... So he must be masterminding a revolt! He will kidnap the world champion and take them to his underground lair, in which he will have a unauthorized match with them and win the belt! Thus getting a high paying salary...

FSX: I ... ..can... ..see about a thousand flaws in that, but you probably just read too many comic books or something... ..go on.

HoTG: Read too many comic books? No! My guardian told me to inspect him..and it's the most sane thing he could do, based on his past IQ tests.

FSX gets a chuckle from this as Hitman looks on smirking for a moment, before turning around with a more serious appearance.

FSX:I guess you have a point...and who is this other great "evil" that the gods told you to inspect?

HoTG: The gods gave me only one hint, and that was Tracy Finn. I came up with the other theory myself based on past encounters with this man..Kudo Yasuda, the current entertainment champion. He has a pure hatred against powerful and entertaining wrestlers such as myself and wishes for the junior heavyweight division to become the sole main event. This is occult isn't it? Demonic behavior..as if he wants a cult following.

FSX: No...i'm pretty sure he just wants the fans to be entertained. He's a smart guy, trust me i've met him.. He knows what it takes to lead a crusade and I think it's a pretty noble one. I mean, i'm a junior heavyweight. I shouldn't be restricted from being a main event star should I?

HoTG: The fact is though he's against our current main event talent and wishes to over throw them with a revolution! He wants good talented wrestlers, like Randy Dallas Kanyon or myself to fall into obscurity..

FSX:.....I guess you have a point then, my opinion shouldn't really matter all that much right now.. I promised to help you with this search, and i'll support your idea's of who the greater evil may be. You have the god's supporting you right? Can't beat that.

HoTG: Damn right! Now that I have your help there's no way i'm going to fail in saving the promotion!

Fallen shakes his head for a moment, before grinning and extends his hand to some cheers, even though he is used to following his own path he's willing to help the lime light of Hitman for helping him out before. He smiles himself as he shakes Fallen's hand and there search really begins. People have to really wonder though how far this could go, or if Hitman is really correct. Are there plots to overtake ACW? The search continues on for now..

Fade out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Celebrate good times, C’MON (Credit: Jake Cheng)

Jake: I can’t believe they won’t tell me who my opponent is.

Stan and Jake are back to relaxing in the locker room. Some streamers and banners are hung around the room, as they had a surprise birthday party for Jake Cheng. Some may wonder why Jake isn’t hammered right now. Some know why Stan is throwing up in the bathroom...

Jake: Maybe they will include me in the LW title match? No. Maybe a rematch at Angelo Giovanni? Hope not. That dude needs to take a fucking shower, he always smells like horse shit. A strip match against Rena? Maybe I could throw it then. Heh.

Jake sits down, and Stan exits the bathroom. He wears a bandage around his head after Daredevil’s Welsh Destroyer last week.

Stan: Jake, we all know you’re gonna have a match against the Fat Chick from last week.

Jake: Dude, don’t even remind me of that. SO MUCH......FAT!!!!!!

The two laugh for a couple seconds before Jake hangs his head back on the cushion.

Stan: So, do we have any plans for Daredevil today?

Jake: Nah, I am not in the mood. You banged him up pretty well last week.

Stan: Yeah I did. And that was without you telling me too. But what about Jonny? Are you gonna make peace with him, or should you kick his ass too?

Jake: You know, I don’t know what to make of Jonny and his apprentice. We will have to see how stuff unfolds.

Stan sits down on the couch, next to Jake but far enough so they aren’t sitting close. But he sits on the remote. Not the TV remote. The camera remote.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: The third strike (Credit: Angelo)

The scene opens to show Angelo in the backstage promo area..

Angelo: Everyone......I'm here to just state one thing. I will never go down without a fight. And BK, you sir have started something that needs to be ended. Heatwave this will finally be over. Bu before then I just have to say I'm gonna bring you hell. You people out in the UK don’t take offence but London, watch out for the bombings.

He sticks up one finger.

Angelo: One.

Scene cuts to Angelo giving Bk the Boot of Italy over the top rope. He then sticks another finger up.

Angelo: Two.

It then cuts to Ginger and BK stuck in the locker room with cement filling it up.

Angelo: And tonight London, will make it...

He sticks up another finger.

Angelo: Three. Watch your back London. Keep your head over that shoulder of yours, cause that’s how you'll be walking this whole night. Could be in the dark, could be in the light, could be right after this, could be at your hotel tonight. But whenever it shall be, watch your back. And ya know, people say that some are born to be legends. BK, you are born to be a legend, just too bad you wont live long enough to reach that status.

Angelo smiles.

Angelo: ACW be prepared....cause we're about to go on one hell of a trip.

Scene fades to black.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 2: Jake Cheng vs. ?? (Credit: Latino)

As the fans wonder just what Angelo is hinting at, Philip returns to the ring.

Phillip: This next match is scheduled for one fall!! Introducing first he is from Hong Kong, China…..The Chinese Phenom….Jake Cheng!!

Black Magic By Slayer starts playing as Jake comes out from the back as the fans quickly start with the booing. He yells at a few fans but continues down the to the ring more than ready for his match. He rolls under the ropes and is back on his feet in seconds. Climbing the turnbuckle he raises his arm to the fans as they keep booing more and more. He jumps down from the turnbuckle and leans against the ropes waiting for his opponent for the night to be announced. The entire arena gets quiet as everyone now is waiting to hear the opponent.

Phillip: ….And his opponent weighing in at 208 lbs at a height of 5’10….

The camera turns towards the alphatron as Phillip gets quiet and for a brief few seconds nothing is heard. Until one word is heard and seen on the alphatron “KROSS”

Phillip: ….from Vatican City, Rome…..Michael Kross!!!

Vater Unser by E Nomine starts playing as Kross comes out from the curtains. The fans give out a huge pop for the superstar that hasn’t been seen for many, many months. He raises his right arm to the crowd. His gray cloak drapes onto the floor as he walks down the entrance way and the spotlight stays directly on him allowing his Heavy metal cross to glimmer. He walks up the steps and enters the ring, stepping between the ropes. He jumps on the top turnbuckle and raises his arms once more as the fans still are cheering their heads off. Jake looks in disbelief as to what he sees. Kross jumps down from the turnbuckle and takes off his cloak and cross as the bell is rung to start the “birthday boys” match.

* The Bell Rings *

Jake rushes attacking Kross from behind with a few forearms to the back. He then wraps his arms around Kross and tries for a quick German Suplex but Kross blocks the move. He breaks out of the move and spins around face-to-face with Jake. Before Jake can do anything Kross jumps up and pulls off a Tornado DDT slamming Jake’s head into the mat. He quickly goes for a cover but Jake kicks out before the ref can even get on the mat. Kross rolls over and spins back on his feet quickly. He looks over at Jake and the two are eye-to-eye once again. Kross charges at Jake pushing him against ropes. He grabs Jake’s leg and tries to lift him over the top rope but Jake kicks him in the face. Kross stumbles back a few steps holding his face in pain. Kross runs up the turnbuckle and jumps off towards Jake with a front-flip legdrop. Jake dodges to the side and then pushes Kross while he’s in mid-air into the outside mats. A loud THUD is heard Kross’ body hits the mats and slams into the barrier. The camera cuts back to Jake in the ring and he has a big smile on his face over what he’s just done. Jake runs to the opposite ropes and then on his return jumps on the top rope. He springboards off with a corkscrew moonsault to the outside. Kross is still down as Jake comes crashing down like hurts inside.

The fans are now cheering like crazy as they have just seen Jake’s body go diving down. The camera on the outside zooms in on this train wreck as Jake and Kross are laid out barely moving. The referee is now counting
ONE!


TWO!


THREE!


FOUR!


FIVE!

Jake is now starting to move as he hears “Five” from the referee. He instinctively rolls back in the ring and then goes back outside not ready to end this match. Kross is starting to get up and stumbles towards the entranceway. Jake follows as he tries to grab a hold of Kross. He grabs a hold of his arm and Kross turns around with a spinning heel kick to the face Jake. Kross climbs on the barrier and takes a few steps back. He starts playing off to the crowd as they start cheering more and more. Jake starts to get up and Kross immediately starts running. He jumps off with the Redeemer and nearly nails it but Jake ducks again. Kross hits the practically concrete entranceway hard. Jake walks over and grabs Kross by the hair standing him up in the process. He starts punching him in the stomach and charges him headfirst into the turnbuckle post. Jake rolls him back in the ring and climbs the turnbuckle. He points to the fans only to get a bunch of boos once again. Jakes jumps off with the The Final Chapter. Kross rolls out of the way and Jake lands hard on the mat. Both men are laying onto the mat as the ref is counting once again. The fans all around the arena are chanting “KROSS! KROSS! KROSS!” The referee leans down to Kross and Jake asking if they are ok both men tell him yes and he goes back to counting. Kross rolls over and starts to get up as he grabs onto the ropes for help. He is on his feet as Jake is still laid out now rolled onto his back. Kross starts climbing the turnbuckles as the fans keep cheering more and more. He’s not at the top and signals for the Divine Wrath. Just as he’s about to dive off Jake performs a kip up and runs up the turnbuckle. He gives Kross a forearm to the jaw and then expertly gives him the Pepsi Plunge straight from the top turnbuckle. Jake rolls Kross onto his back and hooks the leg for the cover.

ONE!


TWO!


THREE!

Phillip: Here is your winner…Jake Cheng!!

Jake rolls over and gets up as the referee holds up his right arm declaring him the winner. The fans keep booing more and more. Jake quickly leaves the ring and keeps yelling at the fans as they yell back. Back in the ring, Kross is getting up and the fans keep cheering him more and more. He raises his arm to the fans and they pop once again. Kross walks down the entranceway slapping hands with many fans as the show cuts to commercial.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: True Colors (Credit: Rena)

Rena stood in her office, looking out of the dark window. Night has cast an evil grasp upon the earth, banishing light for another day. She closed her eyes and allowed a deep breathe pass in and out of her slightly opened lips. Rain banged against the glass, as a deep moan coming from the skies. She was always fond of Lightning storms, but tonight it did not interest her. Her face light up with the fast jolt of a lightning bolt which penetrated the ground not too far from her office. Opening her eyes, she thought about the past few weeks.

Conscience: You’re nothing but a whore…

Rena: No I’m not.

Conscience: Senator is too good for you, He deserves better.

Rena: He loves me.

Conscience: You deserve to be in the streets, you whore.

Rena: Stop!

Conscience: Whore, Slut, Skank, Bitch, Trash, you little-

Rena: STOP IT! LEAVE ME ALONE!

She grabbed her hair and shook her head fiercely, swaying to her desk and throwing a glass vase full of flowers at the wall. As the glass shattered and flailed to the floor, the young female interviewer knocked on the door and poked her head in.

Charlotte: Rena?

Rena: What do you want?

Charlotte: I wanted to ask you some questions...

Rena: You did, did you?

Rena crookedly laughed, and turned to face Charlotte. Rena’s grin was almost satanic as she approached Charlotte, pushing the door closed. She pushed Charlotte up against the wall and put a finger down her cheek, moving her lips very close into her ear to whisper.

Rena: How about I give you some answers?

She grabbed a clump of Charlotte’s hair and yanked her head back, placing a rough kiss on Charlotte’s innocent lips. She giggled and finally pushed Rena away, leaving Rena laughing manically again.

Charlotte: You’re one crazy bitch, I guess it’s true what everyone says.

Conscience: You’re a whore, Rena; a bitch, no one, no one loves you…

Rena went from manic amusement to sheer anger. Her eyes bulged with hatred and her calm hands made a fist which could break iron. Charlotte began to open the door, but Rena grabbed her neck and threw her back into the office, slamming and locking the door.

Rena: WHAT DID YOU SAY!?

Charlotte: I-I-I…

Rena began to choke Charlotte, cutting off her words in a plea for her life. Soon Charlotte stopped trying to talk and began to gasp.

Rena: That’s what I thought.

She let go of Charlotte and allowed her to huff and puff for air on the ground, turning her back from her. As Charlotte gained her strength again, she grabbed a vase and raised it against Rena. Just then Rena spun around to see Charlotte’s attempts and punched through the vase while it shattered and stuck into her knuckles.

Rena: You just did the stupidest thing you could have EVER done.

She once again grabbed Charlotte by the hair and smashed her face off the table. Papers and pens flew to the ground with Charlotte, leaving a crimson mess on the floor. As Charlotte lay on the ground unconscious, Rena squatted down and placed a finger in the blood. Laughing once again, she placed the blood on the tip of her tongue and closed her mouth.

Rena: Tasty, my sweet.

She stood up and moved to the door, unlocking it and opening the door in sheer terror.

Rena: HELP! Charlotte has been hurt!

Several men and EMTs rushed over to Rena’s office. As distraught Rena rubbed tear-filled eyes to dryness.

EMT: What happened?

Rena: I-I don’t know... I was coming to do some work in my office, and I noticed my door was unlocked and I went in and there was Charlotte laying there! I she gonna die!?

EMT: No, ‘mam.

She swore under her breath.

EMT: What was that ‘mam?

Rena: THANK GOD!

She smiled in happiness and walked out of the dirty office room. She grabbed her cell and dialled a few numbers.

Rena: Hello? Yes, I’ll be needing a new office, my old one stinks of trash. Yes I have cleaned out my garbage, not that kinda trash; this trash is a she, I already took her to the dump, but it seems she left some stench. You will? Thanks, bye!

She turned off the phone and walked calmly through the halls.

((Fade))

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Not the best - laid plan (Credit: Yoko)

As the scene opens, we see Mercer Stanton in his office with Elias. He's pacing back and forth in front of Elias, clearly upset.

Mercer: I have never seen a plan fail so miserably in my life. How do you explain yourself?

Elias: I wasn't prepared to handle RDK.

Mercer: You weren't prepared to handle Yoko either, apparently. Fire Escape is a very simple plan. I lure everyone away with a story of a fire, you shoot the person, then start a fire in their room and burn the body. Not only did you fail to shoot Yoko, you failed to come back and start the fire before people forced their way back in. I was made out to be a liar. If you were unable to kill anyone, you should have come back and started the fire!

Elias: I was out in the woods trying to find them!

Mercer: They shouldn't have gotten away in the first place! What happened?

Elias: Yoko made it out of the building. RDK followed us, and he attacked me. As I was trying to pick one of them, RDK swung a tree branch at my hand, causing a shot to miss. Yoko then tripped me, causing me to miss again. RDK then grabbed her and ran. I was unable to follow. I'll off both of them as soon as they show up, I promise.

Mercer: Neither of them has, yet.

Elias: They're late?

Mercer: I believe they expect you to kill them. A few of my contacts saw them a long way off, but then they vanished. I think they've gone into hiding out of fear.

Elias: I'll find them, then.

Mercer: Forget it, you've disappointed me. I have another idea. A more legal one.

The scene fades as he smirks.

End Segment.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Seduction (Credit: Scarlet)

As the scene opens, we see the pair of BK London and Paris Summers in their locker room. They appear more comfortable with each other than usual. At least, they're sitting on the same couch. Paris is reading the novel Wicked by Gregory Maguire, while BK is staring off into space, concentrating on his upcoming match against the Capitalists. Paris notices this and smiles.

Paris: Just relax, you'll do fine. You destroyed Senator last week, remember?

She says encouragingly, uncrossing and crossing her legs, allowing the viewers a brief panty shot. BK brushes her attempt at conversation off with a wave of his large paw.

BK: Enough, alright? I'm busy.

Paris: Oh yes. I'd classify staring off into space a very hectic activity.

BK: Shut up! I can't hear myself think while your god-awful voice is floating inside my head!

Paris, instead of retorting, merely smiles wider. BK doesn't seem to notice the lack of a comeback. She returns back to her book, her eyes skimming the pages. BK's silent reverie is jolted again when Paris lets out a dramatic gasp of shock.

Paris: Oh my! Glinda the Good Witch is having fantasies about oral sex!

BK: What the hell are you talking about!?

Paris: Read it, it's right here...

She scoots closer than necessary to BK, and sets the book in his lap, then leans in further, resting her hand on his thigh. He reads the scandalous scene and stares blankly at her.

Paris: Isn't that shocking?

BK: Yes, very.

Paris: I mean, who would have thought? Glinda! From the Wizard of Oz! Wow, that's amazing!

BK: Which part? The oral sex or Glinda?

Paris: Both, of course.

BK temporarily studies Paris, who is once again absorbed in the book, though now leaning comfortably against the bulky frame of BK. He stares down at the top of her head, too surprised to speak.

BK: Uh, Paris? Are you feeling all right?

Paris: Yes, of course I'm fine. No more chatter. I wanna finish this chapter and you have a match to think about! Just go ahead and meditate or whatever it is that you do.

No, no, no, think of Kiley, think of Kiley's face. Think of her hair, her eyes, her breasts, no, no, no! Don't think about Paris, don't think about Paris, think of your grandma, your uncle, your second grade teacher, anyone but PARIS!

BK: I'm going to get some fresh air.

Paris: You do that.

BK gets up from the couch, then immediately misses the touch of Paris' soft, unbelievably sexy body. He groans involuntarily and races outside. Paris looks up from her book, smiles, and grins from ear to ear. Fade out.

--End--

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: The Evil Genius Who Is Tracy Finn? (Credit: FSX)

Dread is all that comes to mind when you think of pure evil, or evil a greater evil. But when said greater evil could be a man known as Tracy Finn, such worries aren't as important. In fact, the worries of a greater evil are incredibly unimportant and unwanted if they are coming from a eternal jobber hated by the gods. This is more then likely what led are brave 'heroes' to the backstage bar this fateful meltdown, in search of someone who would be a alcoholic if he had the money.. Hitman of the gods and Fallen Souls though had no real worry, when they entered the bar they saw no one there but one Tracy Finn and a certain unnamed Latin wrestler, so it really cut down on the amount of time they would have to bother with this task. Hitman and Fallen approached the lost soul who was laying in his own filth with much hesitation, considering it actually was his own filth. But when they finally reached him his reaction was what to be intimidated by as he shot up at the glance of a ACW cameraman approaching him.

HoTG: If you don't mind, we have a few questions for you concerning the fact there is a greater evil on the loose here in ACW...you meet the qualities of the greater evil, and are a top suspect...

Finn: I'm on TV! My god, it's been at least a week! I'm so happy!....What were you saying? a greater evil?..I can't afford to pay my personal demons..why would I be a greater evil?

FSX: We haven't really decided that..were thinking something involving a hidden lair and a kidnapping.

Finn ponders the situation as FSX and Hitman look at each other sighing and shaking their heads, Fallen Souls seems to know when someone is completely useless and couldn't possibly be a greater anything..

FSX: Didn't I tell you this would be a useless trip? it's a complete waste of time..I mean...this guy can't afford a underground lair! Let alone the fact there's no way he could overpower anyone here..

HoTG: I realize that now..I should of just took your word for it, but the gods are the gods as you know..If I hadn't came out here to check him out there would of smote me or something..

FSX: Yeah..I guess so..Well at least we all know there's no way this can last very long, he'll just eventually knock himself out or something along those lines..he does it all the time. For instance, this one time when he was taking advantage of Will Anger's mom in a drunken haze--

Finn: I AM THE GREATER EVIL!

Everyone seems to be startled by hearing this as they all look back over the Tracy Finn, who is doing something that resembles a Dr.Evil pose gone horribly wrong. He begins to walk around , constantly watching both Hitman and Fallen.

Finn: Yes it is true, I have planned this all along..for you to come and find me so that I may explain my evil plan..involving a "death-ray" to destroy the world!..I mean..ACW!

FSX: You've got to be kidding me...No one in there right mind could possibly believe this..

HoTG: How long has this been going on Finn? How long have you been planning this terror?!?

FSX looks to Hitman in disbelief of the stupidity going on, before going over to the bar and sitting and the stool, beginning a discussion with the bartender. Well Hitman whips out some godly comeback movie lines on Dr.Finn, the cameraman decides it's probably more interesting to see what Fallen was talking about with the bartender..

FSX: I'm serious, those two really must believe this is some kind of million dollar motion picture...there over there acting like idiots to counter each other. Seriously! If there really was a greater evil in ACW, he's be laughing his ass off at who they sent to find him right about now..

Bartender: You don't believe there's actually a greater evil? I think it's pretty convincing.

FSX: I think it's more nonsense..I mean, if there truly was a greater evil why exactly would we be inspecting a opener? I'm only coming along because I promised to help him out... It's not to say there's anything wrong with this hunt, it'll do Hitman good, he just shouldn't be believing everything he hears..

Bartender: Oh, I don't know..

Fallen sighs shaking his head for a moment and looks down at the light heavyweight title.

FSX: He's one of those people who doesn't believe smaller guys should be at the top..It's his own philosophy and I respect it, but i'd worked my ass off in this business yet he thinks he should be getting a world title shot.

Bartender: The bloke is 8 foot tall..it's not all that surprising.

FSX: I supposed, I mean i'm sure he'll get a shot some day but he shouldn't push his luck so much. I can't really stop him though I suppose.

Bartender: Well he's just a rookie remember. He doesn't have any experience, just tell him what you think and i'm sure he'll -- OI!

The Bartender begins to yell some unmentionable, and before now unheard of cussing as the camera pans over to see that Hitman has actually tossed Tracy Finn through the single window in the bar. He smiles at the fact he did though, before walking over and sitting next to Fallen.

HoTG: Well it turns out that he couldn't be the greater evil, because I was told the greater evil would be a strong and incredibly athletic wrestler... He proved to be neither..so it must be Kudo.

Bartender: (Mumbling) Dumbass....broke my window...

FSX: I really think you shouldn't bother Kudo about this, the guy has a quick temper and is really deadly..take it from me will you, that you should just drop this whole thing. It's really not worth risking so much here just because the 'gods' told you too.

HoTG: I can't just stop my eternal quest..

FSX: At least don't bother him tonight..it's not proper to bother someone when they have a match.

Hitman: Fine...fine... .. .don't you have a match tonight?

FSX: I don't have a.. ...

He thinks back to Monday for a moment, before going pale and quickly rushing out of the bar. Hitman laughs shaking his head a this, having known the entire night without mentioning it obviously.. It looks as if the scene is about to fade out before the same mysterious voice from a few weeks ago fills the room again

Hitman...

HoTG: My guardian!...Do you have new instructions for me? Oh god...what is it? Did I do something wrong? Have mercy!

....Calm down. You must go and inspect the man Kudo Yasuda..Tonight...it will lead you to the truth.

HoTG: But..Fallen said..

It's the only way..

With that the voice was once again gone, with the bartender noticeably gone having ducked for cover. Hitman has a serious look on his face contemplating things, before nodding once and leaving the backstage bar as the scene fades to black..

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 3: BK London vs. The Capitalists (Credit: BK)

The crowd is eager for more action, and so they cheer as they see Philip pick up his mic and approach the ring once more.

Philip: This handicap tag match is scheduled for one fall, coming to the ring weighing in at 229 pounds, from Brooklyn, New York, B-K London !!

"Diamonds" by Kanye West blare through the speakers and the crowd is less than appreciative when BK London hits the stage. He struts down in his new blue tights and blue shaded sunglasses and smiles at the crowd as they boo him. He walks down to the ring and hops up on the apron before looking side to side and entering the ring. He removes his glasses and tosses it into the crowd before beginning to stretch in the ring while awaiting his competitors.

Philip: And his opponents, making their way to the ring at a combined 440 pounds, hailing from Texas, The Capitalists !!

"Born in the USA" by Bruce Springstein hits and the Capitalists make their way to the ring, teaming some weeks before they face each other for the ACW Junior Championship at Heatwave. They begin talking to each as they make their way down to the ring, possibly thinking of a strategy. They then dart into the ring and begin taking it to BK to a huge pop from the crowd and the referee starts the match.from there.

The Capitalists continue their assault on BK London, burying him with many mudhole stomps to the chest. Kevin then picks up BK and rests him in the corner before chopping him hard in the chest. BK wails in pain and Anthony holds him up and he begins to chop BK London in the chest. Kevin chuckles as he believes he can do better than that and he gives BK a really hard chop to the chest that echoes around the arena. BK screams and drops to the ground before holding his now increasingly red chest in pain. He rolls out of the ring and tries to recuperate but both Capialists follow him, Anthony grabs him by the head and slams him head first into the announce table. Kevin smirks and he picks up BK's head and smashes it even harder into the announce table. BK holds his head in pain and both Anthony and Kevin begin to argue about who's attack was better as he slips away back into the ring. Kevin makes his way onto the apron and Anthony enters the ring. BK slowly begins to stagger to his feet and Anthony kicks him in the abdomen and puts him in the vertical suplex position. Anthony raises BK in the air and keeps him in the air for about ten seconds, showing great and impressive strength from the Junior Champ. Anthony drops him down on the mat and BK holds his back in pain and Anthony makes the cover but BK kicks out right after two. Anthony rises up and he picks up BK by his arm and wrenches it before heading to his corner. Anthony tags in Kevin and Kevin hops over the top rope and punches BK in the abdomen.

BK drops down to one knee and Kevin pulls him towards the middle of the ring and takes him down with a snapnare before locking in a Short Arm Scissors. The referee begins to count one....two...th-- but BK gets his shoulder up, not realizing this before. Kevin has the move locked in like the pro he is. BK then rolls backwards and now hoists Kevin in the air while he is still on his arm and then BK drops down Kevin like a sack of bricks on his back. Kevin holds his back in pain and BK tries to shake the feeling out of his arm before going for the cover but Kevin kicks out. BK rises up and picks up Kevin, now knowing that this is his time to take control of the match. BK rests Kevin in the corner and gives him a stiff chop to the chest, the crowd goes "Woooooooo" and BK responds with "Shut the hell up". With this distraction Kevin now pokes BK in the eye, BK holds his eye in pain and Kevin runs up toward him attempting to catch him offguard but that isn't the case when BK locks his arms around Kevin's upperbody and hits a Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex. Kevin holds his back in pain and BK stomps on the ground before slapping his knee signalling for some move, could it be the Shades of Michaels. Kevin is up on both knees now and BK attempts the Shining Enziguri but Kevin ducks and BK makes a full 360 turn and Kevin hops up hitting The Buck Stops Here. BK is layed out on the ground and so is Kevin. Anthony begins to stomp on the apron and slam the turnbuckle, anything he can do to revive Kevin and it does and he lays his arm across the chest of BK. One.....two.....th-- but BK kicks out at the last second. The crowd can't believe it and Kevin flips over and he attempts to make a tag to Anthony but BK grabs his leg.

Kevin reaches out for the tag but BK pulls him back but then he begins to hop back over to Anthony and he can just barely reach him and he makes a huge dive and gets the tag while BK had his foot. Anthony steps into the ring and he begins to take it to BK with multiple clotheslines. He then bounces BK off the ropes and hits him with a Powerslam out of nowhere. Anthony then hypes up the crowd and he stalks BK from behind. He kicks him in the abdomen and it looks like he is going for the Pre-emptive strike, he hoists BK in the air high and BK slips out of his hands and pushes him into Kevin who was on the apron. Kevin falls off the apron and htis head first in the steel steps on the outside. Kevin is out cold and Anthony turns around only to recieve The Revolver and drives his head in the middle of the ring. BK hooks the leg of Anthony and gets the one, two, three..

Philip: And the winner of this match, B-K London !!