Thursday Night Meltdown 1st June 2006

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Reow! (Credit: Yoko / Sarin)

Though by no means a vain creature, Sarin Rossi takes extra time in front of her vanity before a big match. Though not particularly concerned over her chances of overcoming famed opponents Senator and Latino, Sarin definitely wants to make a big impression on her competition tonight. Confidence in her appearance gives confidence in the ring.

Sarin: Yoko, darling? Could you be a dear and fetch my hairbrush--Yoko?

Quickly glancing over her right shoulder, Sarin spots the recently vacated armrest Yoko usually occupies. Puzzled at the sudden disappearance, Sarin timidly steps outside their private locker room, poking her head out the door and scanning the empty corridor.

Sarin: Strange. I wonder she went?

Curiousity getting the better of her, the Flower of Chaos strides down the hallway, clad in her somewhat skimpy ring attire. Suddenly, her ears twitch, not unlike a fox sensing danger. Sarin pauses before a particularly sharp turn round the corner. Her visibility is restricted to the wall directly in front of her. Frowning with the knowledge that someone is just out of sight, Sarin decides to take the initiative. Letting out a wild battle cry, she dives past the corner to confront the mysterious person, running smack dab into...

Sarin: GOT YA--oh, oops. Eh, heehee, sorry, I thought--

Kiley, loyal spouse of BK London, dusts herself off from a nasty spill to the hard concrete below. Reaching her boiling point, Kiley aggressively shoves a slightly apologetic Sarin against a wall.

Kiley: You thought?! I'll tell you what I think. I think you're a fucking d--!

Before she can finish, Sarin abruptly stops her mid-curse with an open palm, the universal sign language for "Talk to the hand, 'cause the face don't want to hear it."

Sarin: I'm stopping you here, Kiley, for in a moment you were going to say a very offensive word, and dollars to doughnuts it rhymes with "pike."

Kiley: What of it, bitch? I can say what I want, when I want--

Sarin: I'm sure you can. Unfortunately, that's your prerogative. Fortunately, I don't have to listen to this crap.

Sarin attempts to pass Kiley, though the still infuriated woman sidesteps to the side, blocking her way.

Kiley: Not so fast! I'm sure Ginger told you we have a match scheduled for the Anniversary Show?

Rolling her eyes, Sarin sucks in a long breath, as if pained to stay in Kiley's presence any longer.

Sarin: Yes, Kiley. A triple threat bra and panties match. Yay.

Kiley: Shut up, Sarin. You'll be singing a different tune when I strip you down to your bra and panties, exposing your saggy flesh for the world to see.

Sarin: Forgive me for not shitting myself in awe at your amazing wrestling abilities. If you've run out of any more hackneyed threats to throw at me, I'll be on my way.

Kiley: Don't you walk away from me, bitch!

In a fit of fury, Kiley yanks Sarin by the hair and slams her backwards to the hard floor below. Sarin yelps, clutching her cranium. Kiley aims a soccer ball styled kick, which Sarin barely manages to evade with a fancy roll.

Sarin: It. Is. ON!

Sarin dives at Kiley, connecting an uncharacteristic tackle. Sarin lands on top of Kiley, though the nimble woman reverses and slides to the top, trying to bash Sarin's head against the concrete. Fighting just as dirty, Sarin scratches Kiley's eye, trying to create breathing room. Before she can fully recover, Kiley retaliates with a swift punch to the cheek. Sarin cries out, backing up against the wall.

Kiley: You like that, you little dy--ACK!

Sarin watches in amazement as Kiley crumples to the floor, a considerably large lump protruding from the back of her head.

Yoko: Sorry, love. Had to pee.

Croquet mallet slung idly over her shoulder, Yoko helps Sarin to her feet.

Sarin: She's a nasty piece of work. Are we going to just leave her here?

Yoko: Why not? Hopefully she'll get eaten by a giant mutated rodent.

Sarin leans comfortably on Yoko's shoulder, smiling, as they make their way back to their locker room.

End Segment.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Guess Who? (Credit: Logan)

“Burn My Light” by Mercy drive blasts on the speakers smoke starts to fill the entrance. The fans await anxiously as they now know the new comer is about to come out. After weeks of hearing rumors about his guest tonight the fans cant wait to see who he brings out. Logan steps from the smoke wearing his black and gold ring shorts with the word Fate plastered on the back. He has obviously expensive sunglasses on a is flashing a million dollar smile. He doesn’t run down the ring like he used to instead he points to all the fans as they cheer, he then points his fingers to entrance as his girl friend Kelly steps from behind the curtain. Logan and Kelly stroll to the ring slapping hands with the rowdy fans as they pass. Logan slides into the ring and holds open the ropes so Kelly can climb in. Locke grabs a mic and moves to center ring and prepares to speak. He waits for the crowd to settle so they don’t miss a word that he says

Logan: Hello and welcome everyone to the new Alpha Championship Wrestling! You see I am single handedly changing the way people look at ACW. I’m not afraid to say and do the things that everybody wants to but keeps it all bottled up because they don’t want to “cross the line”, well I say fuck the lines! Fuck the censors, Fuck the rules! I have crossed the lines many times, almost daily, and let me tell you when you cross the line, it is such a wonderful feeling it's hard to describe. Its like a drug, you can’t wait for the next time you go over your boundaries so you can get that feeling.

Logan closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and holds it for a minute. The fans watch as he is in a trance like state. Kelly taps his shoulder and Locke snaps out of it.

Locke: Ok….and I’m back. Sorry about that but like I said, it’s addicting. Now the next matter I wanted to attend to is the PPV last Saturday, Spring into Hell. (just hearing the name reminds the fans how exciting it was and they cheer while Logan smiles and waits. The crowd simmers down) Yes, yes it was very exciting night. IN FACT in was so exciting that it gave me a great idea. Tonight I will introduce the Logan Locke Real Moments of the Night. These are the moments I feel are so important they should be seen twice. So without further a due here is Real Moment Numero One which takes place during my awe inspiring ladder match with Elvir.

Logan whips Elvir to the ropes and executes a Rib Cracker (sling shot spear); he rolls out of it immediately and starts to ascend the set ladder, heading for the very top. As he approaches, the crowd starts to yell for the LockeDown, and Logan smiles as he reaches the summit… but the crowd is roaring a warning, and Kelly shrieks as Elvir stands, and with a laugh shoves the ladder over. Logan is about to crash directly into the metal ramp… but he hears Kelly shout “Jump!” and on pure instinct leaps toward the sound of her voice…
Kelly gets the second ladder up in the split second before Logan hits it; she has to use all her strength to hold it up against his impact, but it stays and Logan scrambles on to the top. Elvir has closed his eyes, head lowered in “prayer” for his “fallen victim”… and as Logan takes a huge leap into the 630 Senton, he is oblivious until the moment the pair collide. Then, the rest is darkness; Logan experiences no fightback as he covers Elvir, and the referee counts the 1,2,3.

Logan: YES! I love watching that over and over again! Like I said at the PPV, I wanted to pop my cherry in grand fashion and pop I did. I told everyone that I was go to use the LockeDown, the best finisher in the business, to beat the bastard and I did as I said. I told Elvir that the only thing that could save him was God but unfortunately, God had my back that night. But lets be honest, I did not do it alone. I was sent an Angle during this match. Kelly Angle to be exact. (turns to her) Thank you baby I couldn’t do it without you! Now on to Real Moment Number 2. This one isn’t in a match rather it is backstage.

We see XS3 walking down the hall with a duffel bag slung over his shoulder….. Suddenly, without warning, he inadvertently bumps into someone.
XS3: "Whoa, sorry about that man."
Voice: "Do you even know who I am?"
XS3 pauses before he can walk off. He slowly turns and is standing face to face with the man he bumped into, Logan Locke.
XS3: "Hmmmm... Oh yeah! Logan Locke."

The camera goes back to Logan in the ring where Logan is visibly disgusted.

Logan: How does this man not know who I am? Was he not watching for the last month? He doesn’t know me? I haven’t even heard of him! The real deal is that this punk thinks he is too good for everyone else. Like if you don’t affect him on his way to “greatness” then your just ant for him to walk all over. Well screw that, I don’t need his attitude, and if he were out here right now, I’d tell him to go f……

The lights fade to blue as "Chop Suey" by System of a Down enters the arena. The fans begin to cheer as XS3 steps out onstage, wearing his ring attire along with a bandana tied in his hair and a t-shirt that reads "Stare Death In The Eye" on the front. In his left hand rests Petey the Baseball Bat. He throws up his arms in an "X" sign then goes down the ramp, high-fiving as many fans as he can. He then slides into the ring and mounts onto the second rope, raising his left arm and Petey in the air, before hopping down onto the ring and throwing his shirt and bandana into the crowd. He grabs a mic a stares at Logan.

XS3: How many times can I say it was an accident? I was tired from my match and you were probably tired from yours and we bumped into each other and it took me a second to realize who you were. It was bad enough you flipped out then but now you take it FIVE freakin’ days later and you’re still going on about it. What is it going to take for you to let it go?

Logan looks at him with a sideways glance for a few seconds. He rubs his chin to show he is thinking, he takes off his sunglass and whispers something to Kelly. He puts the sunglass back on and extends his hand.

Locke: After thinking about and listening to your speech, I realize you are right. I overreacted and this is something so trivial that two grown men like us can set aside and move on. So that being said I apologize.

XS3 thinks about it for a second but then grabs Locke’s out stretched hand and the two shake. XS3 goes to let go and leave the ring but Logan tugs on his hand.

Logan: Although I am glad that you came out today because today I have a special guest here tonight that you should be out here for. See this guest appearance is one that will shock the world! This person hasn’t been seen in 23 years, I think your were three then right? (XS3 looks at Logan with a curious look) Well I promised you all that my guest tonight would give a certain superstar the shock of his life and XS3! That superstar is you. Because tonight I have someone very close to your heart, someone you haven’t seen in over TWO DECADES! Kelly would you do the honors?

Kelly goes back up the ramp behind the curtains and waits for her cue. A drum roll plays on the loud speaker.

Logan: Ladies and gentleman please stand up and give a round of applause as we welcome BIG……MOMMA…….IRVINE!!!!

The crowd is quite as they don’t understand since XS3’s mom died a while ago. Before they have time to comprehend Kelly rolls out a coffin that says “XS3’s momma” on the top. The fans can’t believe Logan would stoop so low as to use XS3 dead mother and they start to boo. XS3 stares forward blankly and looks like he turning pale. Logan starts cracking up and pointing at the coffin like he just told the funniest joke in history. Out of no where XS3 turns and punches Logan in the face. Logan stumbles back and XS3 keeps teeing off on Logan’s face. He clothslines Logan to the mat and climbs on top of him and continues to punch him. XS3 picks up Locke and runs off the ropes looking to hit his Shadow Step but Kelly grabs his leg. XS3 turns and points a warning finger at Kelly but Locke sneaks up from behind and grabs XS3’s legs and flips him over the top rope as he bounces off the coffin and into the floor. Logan runs and jumps over the ropes and tries to hit XS3 but he moves and Logan crashes to the ground. Both men get up and start going at each other, exchanging punches until loads of officials separate the two men. As XS3 is still held down Logan and Kelly walk up the ramp, Logan with a little smirk, knowing that they have struck a chord in their new enemy. The fans show how they feel about Logan’s actions by giving him a wave of boos, boos that Logan seemingly enjoys.

Fade.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 4: OnlyRedsFan vs. Fallen Souls (Credit: Latino)

With the previous altercation cleared from ringside, Philip is finally able to announce the next match on a packed card.

Phillip: Ladies and Gentlemen….this next match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first from Columbus, Ohio….weighing at an even 200 lbs….and standing at a full 6’0….the ACW Entertainment Champion…..The Red’s Only Fan!

The Entertainment Champion walks down to the ring with his title around his waist. Reptile’s theme from Mortal Kombat plays around the arena and he can’t help but move a little to the music. He points to the fans as he continues his way to the ring. The fans give him a mixed reaction. Some boo him and others cheer him, but to the champion none of it matters. He rolls inside the ring and seems very focused for tonight’s match-up. He stands up and as he takes off his title a group of fans start a “Let’s Go Red” chant. Red can’t help but smirk at this as he hands the Referee the title and his opponent is announced.

Phillip: And his opponent hailing from Seoul, South Korea… weighing in at 192 lbs….and standing tall at 5’8…..he is a member of the Senatorial Stable…..he is Fallen Souls!

FSX comes out to a slightly larger response from the crowd. Eden by To Destination plays all over the arena throughout the speakers. He holds up both arms as the fans lean over the barrier with extended arms. Fallen slaps hands with a few fans but stares down towards the ring. He sees Red with a grin on his face more than ready. FSX rounds the corner and walks up the steps. He stops on the apron and then leaps over the top rope, landing on his feet.

* The Bell Rings *

Red and FSX start off the match circling one another in the middle of the ring. Red tries to grab Fallen Souls’ leg but he pulls it back before he can even grace it. Fallen tries to grab his arm but Red does a similar action that FSX just did seconds before. The fans are showing their life as they yell out random words and many hold up signs for the two superstars. Seconds pass as the duo are still circling one another and then they quickly lock up in the middle of the ring. Red works to gain control but Fallen Souls is doing the same. They switch back and forth like a teeter tot. They control this game but ultimately they both back off at the same time. Red then runs to one side of the ring and FSX runs the opposite ropes. They both pass one another once…then twice. The fans are starting to get louder as tension and excitement starts to build. Red is the first to make a move he gets closer to FSX. He jumps up and goes for a headscissors takedown but Fallen ducks and rolls himself away from the advance. Red’s Only Fan takes control of himself in mid-air and rolls on the ground a couple times. He then does a quick spin and is back on his feet in seconds. As he does so, Fallen Souls lunges at him with a strong martial arts kick. Red leans way back as if he’s in the latest Wachowski Brothers’ film. Fallen Souls goes completely over him and lands on his feet just a few steps away from the Entertainment champ. Red then stands up and spins around at FSX with a spinning heel kick. This time it’s FSX turn to lean way back as if he’s in a Fat Joe video. He then drops on the floor and spin his feet around with a strong sweeping leg. Red notices this and jumps towards the turnbuckle corner. He lands on the middle buckle and then moonsaults back towards the middle of the ring, landing on his feet. FSX is back on his feet as well the two look back at one another with a slight smirk and nod. The fans are cheering the two early on in this match up.

Seconds pass as no one moves now. FSX looks at Red and Red looks back at FSX. The fans are cheering loudly now and a mixed amount of fans scream out “RED!”. Another mixture of fans scream out “FSX!” Everyone wonders why so many superstars have three letter names. Then FSX lunges forward with a clothesline. Red tries to block it but he is taken off guard by it. He falls on his back but rolls off to the side not wanting to give FSX another opportunity. FSX jumps up and comes down at him with a big stomp but Red’s Only Fan rolls out of the way directly into safety’s net just in the nick of time. He kicks back up and then charges at FSX. He attacks FSX with a deadly and lethal knife-edge chop. He does so again and again as FSX stumbles back a couple steps due to the force by them. Then Red grabs FSX by his arm and whips him into the ropes. As Fallen runs towards it, Red climbs up the turnbuckles. He waits for FSX to return and as he does so leaps off with a missile dropkick. FSX stops in the middle of the ring and jumps up countering with his own dropkick. Both men are hit and both men slam into the ground. Red hits it face first and FSX hits on his side. The Referee stands over both men and starts counting them as they lay on the ring mat. The Referee counts one…two….three…four…..five and Red is the first to start to get up. He makes his way up to one knee and shortly behind him FSX does the same. No more counting is heard as FSX jumps up and leaps towards Red, whom has his back turns toward him. Fallen somersaults forward and over Red but he grabs him by the head. As he comes down onto the mat he slams Red’s face into it. He then pushes Red over onto his back as he goes for a quick cover. The Referee makes the count as he gets on the ring mat.
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Red kicks out and grab FSX as he flips him over and now covers him for a quick pin. The Referee looks surprised by this but shrugs it off and counts the pin.
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[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Fallen Souls now kicks out as the fans give out a nice pop. Red grabs Fallen Souls by the hair and rushes him into the turnbuckle corner. He slams his head into it once and the grabs him around the waist from behind. Red lifts him up and sits him on the top turnbuckle and then climbs up top as well. He throws a left and a right at the back of FSX’s head and then is about to jump up but FSX elbows him in the face. He almost falls back but Red steadies himself. FSX nails him again and again as he fights off Red at the top of the ring. Red grabs his face as it takes it a beating and Fallen Souls takes this as an opportunity to stand back up. He turns around and grabs Red by the head, nailing him with a punch across the forward. Red is about to fall back once again but he leans forward and elbows FSX. He then grabs him by the head and before anyone can say anything performs a very high superplex. Both men come crashing into the ring mat with a thunderous impact. Red arches his back as it takes a lot of pain and FSX just slams into it hard and rolls alongside the ring. The fans are now chanting for both men in near unison that it seems to come out as “ReSX! ReSX! ReSX!” The Referee starts to count once again as both men can barely get back up.
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Red crawls over to the ropes and grabs onto the second one as he tries to stand back up. Fallen Souls is starting to move around himself as he pushes himself up and on his feet. He stands up fully and stumbles back. Red does a similar action and both men bump into one another back to back. FSX reaches behind him and grabs Red by the neck. He pulls him up and starts choking him. Red is trying to get out of this move as he swings his leg left to right. He keeps swinging this legs left to right, left to right and ultimately FSX releases the hold. Red quickly turns and then grabs FSX by the head and pulls off a quick Tornado DDT. Red then falls back as he’s exhausted from tonight’s match. FSX is laid out on his back and after a couple seconds of a quick breather Red turns over and drapes his arms across FSX’s chest. The Referee slides onto the mat and counts once again for the third time in tonight’s match. He barely gets to “One” as FSX kicks out and Red looks like he’s seen a ghost. Red slowly gets up and he starts yelling at FSX to do the same. Fallen Souls rolls over and Red starts stomping on him forcefully. He grabs him by the head and pulls him, but not before giving him an elbow to the face. He then pushes him into the corner and the runs at him with a clothesline. FSX ducks and picks up Red around the waist. He lifts him up and then drops him down with a Snake Eyes. Red then lands back on his feet and stumbles backwards. FSX spins his around and then lifts him up on his stomach. He holds Red briefly and then slams him down for the Soul Transfer. FSX hooks the leg for the cover and Referee makes the count one more time.
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THR- Kickout by Red as FSX looks around now as if HE has seen a ghost. He sits up and then grabs the ropes, standing himself up. Red grabs him by the feet and quickly pulls him back. FSX is motionless for a brief second and then the back of his head slams into the mat. Red’s Only fan quickly turns him over the Texas Cloverleaf. He drags FSX to the middle of the ring and then sits down on him, applying as much pressure as he can. The Referee starts asking Fallen Souls if he submits but he yells out no. The Senatorial member starts crawling towards the ropes and Red tries to drag him back. They both are in another game of tug of war as each man tries to gain control. Red applies more pressure and Fallen Souls is nearing those ropes. He extends his arm as much as it can go as it is with fingertips away from the ropes. FSX then leans forward and fully grabs the ropes. The Referee orders Red to release the hold but he applies more pressure. FSX doesn’t let go and Referees starts to count. Red breaks the hold before he’s disqualified. Red then grabs FSX by the back of the head and pull him up on his feet. He grabs his arm and swings him around until FSX is swung right into the turnbuckle corner. He then sits Fallen Souls on the top turnbuckle and then climbs up with him. Red tries to go for a backbody drop off the top turnbuckle but FSX elbows him in the side of the face. He then back kicks him off the turnbuckle. Red flies off and slams into the ring mat. FSX turns around and then leaps off for the Defience of Death. He nails it perfectly and makes the cover once more.
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Phillip: Here is your winner….Fallen Souls!

Fallen Souls can barely drag himself up as it seems like Red has pushed him to the limit. The Referee helps him up and FSX raises one arm that garners a cheer from the fans. He then leans against the ropes as Red starts to get up. He, himself, is barely able to move but he stumbles back a couple steps. The fans give them both a loud response as they look around. They then look at one another and acknowledge one another. Red is the first to leave the ring as he creeps out through the ropes. FSX is left in it as the fans start to cheer for him and the show cuts to commercial.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Hung up? No way! (Credit: Dan)

BAYUM!

The sound of a loud firework hitting the titantron can be heard, followed by a flame hazily being blown over the top of the stage. The Welsh National Anthem duly hits, which means that the fans are on their feet, prepared to boo for the Welsh Dragon. He shows up in due time, wearing a complete white suit, with a black shirt underneath his jacket. He’s also wearing sunglasses, and struts down to the ring in typical Corporate Alliance fashion. However the most striking thing is a thick white bandage wrapped over his left eyebrow, as a result of last Saturday’s gruesome Hell in a Cell match with the International champion, the Macho Man RDK. He climbs up the steel steps, and enters through the middle and top rope, jumping into the ring. He remains calm, standing in a cool posture as he is handed a microphone. He then waits for the fans to calm down slightly.

Dan: So ladies and gentlemen once again I stand here with a microphone in my hands, just like so many of me have done beforehand and so many have done since. I mean how many times would you rather see me throwing down the gauntlet…with a high-speed car crash, or an arson attack, eh? I mean I’m sure 99% of you would rather not listen to one, and would want to see something you’d expect out of a blockbuster film, am I right?

Dan nods convincingly, and there are a few murmurs and agreements coming from the audience.

Dan: Well tough, because tonight there will be none of the kind from ‘the Welsh Dragon’ Dan White. Instead, I am going to target three extremely powerful people in ACW. And those people – and yes I’ll give you the usual time to cheer and boo – are Hunter…
He pauses, as promised, allowing the fans to boo.

Dan: …Alicia Kitsune and Latino.

The fans are off their seats for this announcement, knowing that if Dan is targeting these two, it must mean that he has some big news to announce.

Dan: You see last Saturday two of these three people managed to come out on top. And as a result we will see the ‘hottest’ couple on television – Latino and Atomic Kitsune - fight off in one of ACW’s biggest ever matches. But there is of course, a catch. This catch is of epic proportions, and will follow last year’s events. You see last year, Yoko Satoshi was ready for her Omega Effect match with Wyvern, and it would be the biggest match of her life. However, she failed to defend the belt within a month limit, and therefore was forced to defend the belt against a mystery opponent, who turned out to be Bladeseika in his last ever ACW match.

He grins, as if to imply that he knows something the crowd doesn’t know.

Dan: Anyways, I am here to make sure that AK will defend her belt within this period. Now naturally I’d challenge her one-on-one, but the board of directors demanded that I face off against the next person behind Latino in a chance for the title. That person is none other than Andrew Hunter. You see, Hunter has a ‘chance’ at the belt, which will come in the way that he must defeat me in order to get that shot. But will he defeat me? We shall find ou-

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNG

Those expecting Eddie Guerrero will be very disappointed, as it proves just to be Dan’s phone, with the volume turned up.

Dan: Oh sorry, I have a call.

He sniggers as he answers the phone, putting on a purposely-loud and sarcastic voice.

Dan: Oh, hello! I would NEVER have thought you to phone at this time.

Silence

Dan: Oh, DON’T be RIDICULOUS. It’s ONLY the ACW fans. They were never anything WORTH it anyways, do GO on.

The fans boo again, but Dan continues.

Dan: What’s this? My match with Hunter MUST include a phone? What ever could THAT mean?

The fans get his point, or at least the brighter ones as Dan looks to wrap up.

Dan: OH. You mean you want ME to fight HUNTER for the number one contendership of the World title in a HARDCORE PAYPHONE MATCH?

The fans cheer, not for Dan, but for the match. Dan flips his phone down and calmly slips it into his pocket, smirking again.

Dan: Anyways there you have it. A win next Monday night and Alicia Kitsune has a match on her hands. Will we see Dan White vs. Latino at Omega Effect? You better damn right we will, and that, is a right touch!

The Welsh National Anthem hits again. Dan drops the mic to the floor, and climbs out of the ropes. He walks down the steps and makes his way up the ramp. I’ll stop describing that now, as exits are usually the same anyways. And I’ll end this promo as I normally end promos, saying how Dan has ONCE AGAIN delivered a powerful message to the elite beings of ACW. Minus Hunter who has the mental capacity of a slug.



Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Retro Segment #29 (Credit: Yoko / Sarin)

November 11th, 2005
Okinawa, Japan
The Satoshi Household

Dinner was enjoyable. Sarin comforted Yoko about her nightmare and cheered her up greatly, though Yoko did not mention the problem in the attic. But now, Yoko and Sarin are in the computer room, standing ram-rod straight, military fashion, in front of a pacing Yuki. Behind Yuki is a table, boasting the latest and greatest creations from--

Yuki: Yuki Laboratories. Sounds catchy, right?

Sarin and Yoko glance sideways at each other, trying not to laugh.

Yoko and Sarin: Sir yes sir!

Yuki: Good. I, Phantasm Gloria, have designated you both with precious instruments to aid in your holy quest to combat the filth which scour the city streets of Okinawa.

Yoko and Sarin: Sir yes sir!

Yuki: These tools are not toys, but rather vital weapons, imperative to the success of your missions. Use them wisely. First up, we have your standard communication watches.

She holds up a pair of ordinary looking watches.

Yuki: At first glance, they're your run-of-the-mill time keepers. However, if you press this little button off to the side, you'll soon realize they're so much more.

She demonstrates, brushing a small button with her thumb. Almost instantly, the surface of the watch changes to a sleek viewable desktop, not unlike a mini laptop. Sarin and Yoko gasps, stunned at Yuki's brilliance.

Yuki: These watches allow communication between myself and you two. If you move your face up close to the screen, you'll become visible in the other person's communicator. Much more effective than your average cell phone. These babies will operate underwater. Now, up next, we have one mini super computer. I'll be sending you maps, enemy information, and mission objectives through this supercomputer. It boasts e-mail, Tetris, a small webcam, camera, video recorder, voice recorder, and of course, your favorite episodes from Drawn Together.

Sarin and Yoko eagerly make a grab for the computer, but Yuki keeps it out of reach.

Yuki: Not till I'm finished! Now, where was I? Ah yes, the grappling gun. Ever wanted to be like Spiderman, though without the crazy spider powers? Now you can. This grappling gun fires nearly a quarter of a mile cable. With practice, you'll be swinging through tall city buildings in no time.

The grappling gun is a small, black gun type weapon, easily conceable. Yuki moves to the last and final item on the table. Sarin raises an eyebrow.

Sarin: Is that...Glo, that perfume by Jennifer Lopez? Honestly, Yuki, I expected better from you...

Yuki: Shut up! This isn't really perfume. I just chose the bottle because I liked the design. If ever you two are in a real jam, just spray some of this. The perfume is actually potent vanishing gas. You'll be able to make a quick getaway easy.

Yoko: Good to know.

Sarin: But why the Glo bottle?! It's so...vulgar.

Yuki: You just hate J-Lo because her ass is bigger than yours, Sarin.

A few moments pause...

Yoko: You just got schooled.

Sarin: You were singing a different tune when you were spanking it last night.

Nose held high in the air, an extremely miffed Sarin stalks off. Yuki quickly packs all of their gadgets into a briefcase.

Yuki: Way to go, Yoko. When she kicks you out of her bed, don't come crying to my mattress.

She leaves a stunned Yoko alone in the hallway.

Yoko: Sarin! Sarin! I love your ass!

End Segment.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 5: Hardcore Fatal Fourway Elimination Match
Elvir vs. Logan Locke vs. Dr. Doom vs. Scott Andrews (Credit: BK)

Time for things to get a lot more rough and ready. Philip is under starter’s orders…

Philip: This match is a Fatal Four Way Elimination Match under Hardcore Rules...

A match of this caliber gets a huge pop from the crowd as we are about to witness some of ACW's up and coming athletes go at it.

Philip: The first participant in this match, making his way to the ring from Jersey, Logan Locke!

Smoke fills the entrance way as Mercy Drive "Burn My Light" plays on the speakers. Logan Locke walks arragontly through the smoke and raises his arms shoulder high and to the side. He then points to the entrance as Kelly Angel comes out.

Philip: And the second participant in this match, making his way to the ring from parts unknown, "The Archangel of Anarchy" Elvir!

The arena goes dark, as the intro of Disturbed's Liberate blazes out of ACW's sound system white lights flash all over the arena. Out from the curtains steps Elvir, with his head bowed down ignoring ACW's faithful fans. He slowly ascends the ring steps and enters the ring. He drops to his knees in the centre of the ring in silent prayer, removes his long overcoat and waits in the ring.

Phillip: And the third participant in this match, from Denver, Colorado, representing the Senatorial Stable, The "Scarlet Assassin" Scott Andrews!

The lights go out and a red tint fills over the entire arena. “Anasasis (Xenophontis)” plays across the audio system, and Scott Andrews walks out to a chorus of boos. He walks onto the entrance ramp with a huge grin on his face and wipes his chin with his thumb a couple of times (Val Venis style). He continues walking just past the main part of the ramp with a confident smile before performing a 'gun' taunt, which he 'waves' at the audience, or if his opponent is already in the ring, he 'shoots' them. He keeps walking until he reaches the apron. He slides in under the bottom rope and immediately gets to his feet. He climbs the turnbuckle and looks into the audience. He jumps down and punches the air a few times before taking off his jacket and waiting for his final opponent.

Phillip: And the final participant in the match from Irkutsk, Siberia, Dr. Doom!

“Hymn to the Soviet Union” strikes up, and the crowd starts booing loudly once again.With his cape swirling behind him, Doom comes down to the ring at a stately pace, his thoughts on his opponent a mystery due to the obscuring mask he now constantly wears. He enters the ring, and raises his arms in defiance of the crowd’s disapproval. All four superstars now stand in each of the four corners of the ring, awaiting for the bell to ring and it does, finally starting the match.

The four wrestlers walk to the center of the ring, each hesitant to make the first move. But as quick as a cat, Logan jumps on Scott Andrews and this leaves the pair of Dr. Droom and Elvir to fight on their own. Logan starts pummeling Scott Andrews with a flury of forearms which knocks him onto the ropes. Logan whips Scott Andrews off the ropes and attempts to take down his advesary with a hip toss but Scott holds his ground. He looks over to Logan and nearly decapitates him with a lariat which sends Logan flipping backwards. Logan holds his neck in pain and Scott is about to show him why he is the assassin as he picks him up and tosses him into the corner. Meanwhile on the other half of the ring, Elvir and Dr. Droom are exchanging stiff kicks to each other's ribs. Dr. Droom lays a stiff kick to Elvir's ribs and Elvir endures the pain and screams for more. Dr. Droom lays into him with another stiff kick as Elvir screams for more, and he does indeed get more when he is the recipient of a roundhouse kick to his head. Elvir staggers over to the ropes and falls through the middle and top ropes to the outside. Dr. Doom meets him on the outside and picks him up before slamming him back first into the ring barricade. Elvir clutches his back in pain as Doom goes lifts up the ring skirt to find some weapons to further incapacitate his opponent. Doom pulls out a trash can and tosses it into the ring, he pulls out a stop sign and slides that into the ring also. Doom also pulls out two kendo sticks and tosses that into the ring, obviously none are in his taste. Doom walks around to the other side of the ring and he pulls out the Soviet Flag, which gets a huge amount of heat from the crowd. Doom approaches Elvir with the flag but using his quick thinking Elvir sweeps Doom's legs from under him. Doom falls backwards on his head and Elvir grabs the Soviet Flag and drives it repeatedly into his abdomen. The crowd goes nuts for the lesser of two evils in the ring and when Elvir is done with the vicious attack he tosses Doom back into the ring.

Back in the ring it seems Logan is using the weapons provided by Doom to his advantage. Logan grabs Scott from behind in a rear waist lock but Scott pulls off the standing switch. Scott wastes no time capitalizing with a Half Nelson Suplex, but this one is more vicious as Logan is now rolled up like an an accordian as he lands neck first on the stop sign. The crowd responds with an "Ohhhhh" and Scott rises up, smirking at the crowd and his fallen advesary. Scott scoots over and covers Logan and it looks like this elimination is academic but Scott decides he wants to inflict a little more pain. Scott picks up Logan and chucks him into the corner and quickly goes to work on him. Elvir sneaks up behind the Scarlet Assassin, and takes him by suprise with a school boy roll up. Elvir nearly gets the three but Scott manages to break free from the pin right before the hand slams down for three. Both superstars get up again and now Scott gives Elvir a WTF look. Elvir attempts to catch him off guard with a clothesline but Scott side steps him and Elvir flies right into Logan. The two crack heads and Elvir recoils and Scott Andrews attempts to capture him in German Suplex but Elvir flips backwards and lands on his feet behind Scott. He grabs Scott and now launches him like a battering ram shoulder first into the corner. Elvir looks totally dominating in this encounter but quickly Dr. Doom spins him around and begins taking it to him with several forearms to his jaw. He gets him on the ropes and whips him off to deliver a Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex. Elvir holds his back and Doom picks up one of the kendo sticks he threw into the ring earlier. Elvir is oblivious to Doom having this weapon in this ring so when he turns around, he doesn't see the kendo stick coming to strike him in the gut. Elvir buckles down to one knee from the kendo stick shot and Doom follows up with another strike to his head. While this is going on, Logan ascends to the top rope and stays perched until he sees an opening. Doom turns around and Logan springs off the top rope and nearly crushes Doom with a clothesline. Doom rolls out the ring on impact and now Logan is left with Elvir in the ring, who is still staggering up form the multiple kendo stick shots. Logan picks up Elvir and manages to drive him into the mat with what he has dubbed 'Final Fate' and hooks his leg to pick up the elimination.

Philip: Elvir has been eliminated.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Logan rises up, hoping to celebrate his elimination but that thought is cut short once Scott enters the ring with a steel chair and smashes it hard against the back of Logan. Logan drops down to the mat like a sack of bricks and Scott continues to beat him with the steel chair, multiple times. Finally Scott tosses down the steel chair in a rage, and taunts the crowd before he goes for the pin. While he's taunting the crowd though, Doom sneaks in the ring and tries to get the cover but it is unsucessful when Scott pulls Doom off Logan. The two exchange words, both wanting to get the victory over Logan, but that soon escalates into an exchange of fists. Scott gets the upperhand and attempts to clothesline Doom but falls victim to his Fujiwara Armbar. Scott quickly attempts to squirm out of the move, and he squirms all the way out the ring as Doom still applies the hold. Now the two are at a vertical base and Scott punches Doom off his arm. The following action results in a cringe from the crowd as Scott sends Doom into the steel steps at a high amount of velocity. Doom drops down to the ground below and now Scott rolls back in the ring to deal with Logan. As Scott approaches Logan, Logan decks him with a haymaker to his jaw which sends him reeling. The crowd has never seen so much heart in a youngster as he continues to brawl back even after that vicious steel chair attack. Logan slams Scott down with a scoop slam and it appears the momentum in this match has shifted Locke's way. Locke bounces off the ropes and drives an elbow right into Scott's chest before hooking his leg for the pin but it's going to take much more than that to eliminate Scott. Logan picks up Scott by his head and takes him down with a Vertical Suplex. Scott holds his back and now Logan hops over the top rope onto the apron, waiting for his foe to rise to a vertical base. Scott rises up and Logan attempts the Slingshot Spear but Scott counters that move into a DDT which spikes Logan into the mat.

It would appear now that Scott has this in the bag but not before another visit from Doom, who smashes Scott over the head with the aluminum trash can. He continues to do it repeatedly, to really knock Scott for a loop before bouncing off the ropes. Doom attempts a Crossbody block but Scott catches him in mid-air and manuevers him onto his shoulder. Scott looks to crush Doom with a powerslam but Doom quickly slips off his shoulders and goes for the Iron Curtain I (Unprettier to Cattle Mutilation). Doom connects with the unprettier part of the move and now manages to lock in the Cattle Mutliation. Doom has Scott in the center of the ring, with no ropes to grab onto, and it would seem the end is inevitable but once again they forgot about Locke. Logan springboards off the top rope, then springboards off the consecutive rope before connecting with a Moonsault on the torso of Doom who is trapped within his own submission. Doom has been KO'd by the Moonsault and Logan hooks his leg to pick up the elimination.

Philip: Dr. Doom is eliminated.

Faint sounds of chants for Logan Locke begin to emerge in the crowd as he rises up, holding his abdomen from the Moonsault. He slowly staggers to his feet and Scott grabs him from behind and tosses him through the middle and top rope to the outside. Logan's back smacks hard against the thinly padded mat to the delight of his advesary Scott Andrews. Logan's back has already been worked on by Scott throughout this match, and it's not long before he won't be able to endure any more attacks. Logan crawls under the ring and it appears he has got something. Scott is oblivious to this and he walks towards the ropes to reach for Logan through the ropes. As he does, Logan quickly pulls the pin and Scott gets a face full of whatever substance is in the Fire Extinguisher. This results in Scott's staggering around, trying to get a hold of anything and Logan hops onto the apron and climbs to the top rope. The temporarily blinded Scott walks into the territory of Logan and Logan capitalizes by blasting him with a Missle Dropkick. Scott flops backwards on the canvas and Logan clutches onto his back. Even hurt, Logan manages to crawl over toward Scott and he hooks his leg for the cover but Scott manages to kick out again. The crowd begins to fiercly boo Scott, wanting him to lose this match to the newcomer Logan, the lesser of two evils. Logan picks up Scott by his head, but Scott manages to free himself from Logan's grasp by delivering a low blow to him. Logan holds his groin and Scott sends him crashing to the ground with a Side Effect. Logan is layed out in the center of the ring, and one would expect him to make the pin but he has other things planned for Logan. Scott walks to the corner and pushes himself up so he is positioned on the middle turnbuckle. He signals for the Heat Seeker, and it could be over right from here with this move. Logan gets to a vertical base and turns around right as Scott dives toward him. Luckily Logan manages to scout the move and he ducks, sending Scott crashing and burning on his back. Logan picks up the steel chair used by Scott earlier and turns around toward him as he starts to get up. Scott rises up toward Logan and Logan tosses the chair to Scott, in which he catches. Logan now attempts to go for a superkick but Scott ducks, with the chair. Logan makes an entire 360 and his skull is crushed by the steel chair courtesy of Scott. Logan's body goes limp and he falls to the ground immediately, Scott drops down to his knees and he covers Logan to pick up the one, two, three.

Phillip: And the winner of this match, Scott Andrews!

"Anasasis (Xenophontis)" sounds through the speakers for the second time and the crowd begins to fiercly boo this member of the Senatorial Stable. Scott rolls out of the ring where the referee meets him and raises his arm over his head. Scott beats his chest, and smiles while heading up on the ramp. Logan manages to rise up a little and looks at Scott as he is basking in his glory and triumph, and hopes to once again come close to feeling that again.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: A Long and Twisting Interview
(Credit: Senator)

Coming back from the break, the Senator is seen backstage with Charlotte King, with the camera crew in full force. Phillips's forehead bears a large bandage, which seems to be in the process of coming off.

Charlotte: This is Charlotte King here with Senator Steve Phillips, who is coming here off of a close win at Spring Into Hell against the Great KUDA. Tell us, how does it feel to have gained that win?

The Senator: While my aching body might protest, I would have to say that it feels wonderful. The Great KUDA was quite the difficult opponent, and I will freely admit that my win was at best a testament to my skill under great duress, and more likely, and more bluntly, a fluke. Still, no matter what, a win is a win, I am not complaining in that reguard.

Charlotte: Some other interesting things happened, most notably, the Corporate Alliance ridiculed the Senatorial Stable, proclaiming themselves to be the dominant force in ACW...

Senator: Charlotte, you look even more attractive when you ask those tough questions...

Charlotte(slightly blushing): Ok...

Senator(slightly chuckling): Anyway, heh, the Corporate Alliance seems to think they can get to my head through their childish tactics, a bit of mockery pulled right out of 1997! Not gonna happen, dudes! Mr. London merely displays his own insecurity through his weak attempt to show his strength with his Corporate Alliance. Moreso, he demonstrates that the Senatorial Stable is indeed the group to beat around here. We are the one constant group, no matter what else changes, the Stable remains here, and it remains strong. The Corporate Alliance might try to shift public perception on that, but the Constituents are not so easily decieved. The Corporate Alliance is not weak, mind you, Charlotte, but it also is not as powerful as BK London would want you to think. I just do not have time to play his little games, to be frank here.

Charlotte: So with your retirement tour continuing, have you found an opponent for Omega Effect?

Senator: My retirement tour is coming along just fine, after Omega Effect, I plan to take another tour of Japan, and I have at least three incredibly strong opponents lined up, Masahiro Chono, Kensuke Sasaki, and Mr. Puroresu himself, Genichiro Tenryu all have agreed to face me in singles competiton, and if things work out, I might even face a few others.

Charlotte: But at Omega Effect, your last ACW match...

Senator: Patience is truly a virtue, and with the amount of television time we have alloted here on ACW, we should have no problems with taking too much time. And as such, I think I just might take this time to explain my views on an issue that seems to be quite the heated one in the States, the issue of immigration...

Charlotte: Shouldn't this be about wrestling?

Senator: Of course, but first, I would like to say that I never before used this potential forum to discuss my political viewpoints, the people never seemed to want to hear me go on and on about such matters, but this time, I believe that it affects things here. The immigration bill that my fellow Senate members passed through was quite the atrocity, a virtual guaranteed amnesty for illegals! On the other hand, the bill the House of Represenatives wants to push is far too harsh against the sorts of workers who only come to America for a better life, and who would be able to be good solid citizens with the proper opportunities. People like...Victor Laureano, the man who I am teaming with tonight.

Charlotte: Ah! That's where you were going!

Senator: Indeed. Latino might have been one of my greatest foes, but I think that our "dream team" might just be what it takes to finally end the invincible winning streak of Power Flower, Flower of Power, Yoko-Rin...a rose by any other name should smell so sweet...or sting so deadly. Yoko Satoshi and Sarin Rossi are both formidible opponents on their own, and together, are near impossible to defeat. I frankly could not tell you if any team on the face of the planet are up to the task under standard professional wrestling rules. That said, I do not know many others who I would rather have alongside in facing such impossible odds, than Mr. Laureano. Latino will never give up, never give in, never cede an inch to any foes, as Torak found out last Saturday. Yes, we have a chance. I frankly do not know if we have what it takes, but we should give Flower Power a run for their money, if nothing else, and really, that is what it is all about. Give your best shot, and entertain the fans. Latino knows that, and that is why, win, lose, or draw, I feel that he is the best teammate for going after this goal.

Charlotte: So, anyway, as I asked earlier, your opponent for Omega Effect?

Senator: Yes, I suppose that I finally must get to this subject. Charlotte, my opponent...the indivual whom I wish to challenge...is none other than...

Charlotte: Go on...

Senator: Is none other than...Kudo Yasuda!

Charlotte: Sorry if this sounds a bit rude...you've been acting a bit strangely.

Senator: Go on, Charlotte.

Charlotte: Ok, I don't know if you got kicked in the head one too many times, but did you mean to challenge the Great KUDA?

Senator: No, I know what I said, I wish to challenge Kudo Yasuda.

Charlotte: Isn't that going to be a bit difficult, seeing that Kudo's personality...

Senator: No, not hard at all, for me, that is. At Spring Into Hell, to tell the truth, I should have lost. I was outmatched by KUDA in striking power, in fighting spirit, in physical ability, all of those areas. I only managed to snatch a victory from the jaws of defeat because of KUDA's own over-aggressiveness. It was not because I was that much better, it was because he was frightfully careless and abandoned the will to win in favor of the wish to do damage. I know that the old Kudo Yasuda is still there, he just needs the right time and the right motivation to return. If he can do so, then I challenge the man who used to be part of the KYSPBA alliance, the fast rising star in ACW, I wish to face Kudo Yasuda at Omega Effect. From here, the impetus is on him to make the next move, I am not traditionally a betting man, but here, I am wagering my last match in the hope that I can face the most challenging opponent possible, the man who will be able to bring the best out of me in the ring for one last time, Kudo Yasuda. And that, dear Charlotte, is nothing...but the truth.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: A Warm Couple Talk (Credit: Latino/Atomic Kitsune)

The scene opens up to Latino and Atomic’s locker-room. Pacino is laid out on the floor in the middle of the room, lying on his back. His tongue is of course hanging out and he seems to be sleeping with his back legs jumping a little… perhaps he’s chasing something, it’s almost tempting to set him right side up and see if his catches it. Richard Parker is on a much softer surface, the couch, as he sleeps curled up in a little ball of fur. One ear raises itself occasionally to scan the surroundings, but other than this, all is stillness and calm.

The camera pans around the room even more and everything seems to be in a nice order with no mess or disorganization (are we in the right room?) The camera stops at the ACW World Title resting on the table. A shower is heard in the background and then a shadow casts over it. A familiar tan hand touches it and then outlines the ACW logo. It then grabs the title belt and some adjustments and fitting is heard in the background. The camera then zooms back and it’s Latino standing….naked with the title belt covering him….in only one area and oh yea he’s wearing sunglasses.

Latino (Singing a high pitched voice): 'CAUSE THE WHOLE WORLD LOVES IT WHEN YOU DON'T GET DOWN!

Now jumps as he sings the next verse

Latino: LA-LA LA-LA-LA-LA!

Latino jumps 360 degrees.

Latino: AND THE WHOLE WORLD LOVES IT WHEN YOU M-

Latino stops singing when he sees the person in front of him. He stands up straight and doesn’t say a word as the person walks into the shot and looks at him with a smile.

Atomic (talking playfully): So this is what you do when I’m not around? Cheating on me with the title belt?

Latino: It’s just a little fun mami. I mean now that it’ll be you and I at Omega Effect, I figured to get myself some practice wearing the title. I mean doesn’t it look good on me chula?

Latino turns around and takes his shades off, placing them on the table; Alicia nobly resists an overwhelming urge to zing him on the buttocks with a wet towel. The fans notice something else, however; without the strapping, the livid marks left on Latino’s body by Torak can be clearly seen.

Atomic: Yes it does sweetie, but don’t get carried away. You have to remember my name is on that title and has been for the past few months.

Latino: Hehe, well not for long. By my count you have about a month left on its lifespan.

Atomic: Oh darling, don’t be so delusional just yet. I’ve already beaten nearly all comers for that title and I’m sure it’s already used to being around my waist.

Latino: Please chula, this is my dream. I’ve been working for this a lot longer than you have and I’ve been closer to it a lot longer.

Atomic: Yes and I’ve achieved our dream a lot quicker than you. Don’t you think that says something?

Latino (getting a little defensive): That women rise to the top for….obvious reasons?

Atomic: Excuse me?

Latino: Calmase mami, calmase. I was just kidding. Besides, last night in bed I think I was the one that pinned you to be champ.

Atomic: Well…sometimes we all job…in bed.

Latino: Hey, hey, HEY!

Atomic: Oh relax sweetie. I was just kidding. Don’t worry you can wear that title all you want in our home, but just remember you have to beat me at Omega Effect before you can wear it here, naked or otherwise.

Atomic turns around is about to go into the bathroom but Latino can’t help but make another comment.

Latino (now sounding a bit angry): Wait, wait all I have to do is beat you? Haven’t I done that like….twice?

Latino walks over to Atomic.

Latino (holding her waist): So it seems to me that if all I have to do is beat you…my lovely….sexy…and beautiful wife…then I’m all set.

Atomic: Oh is that all? I seem to remember a certain someone earning themselves punishment for an entire month without his sexy, brilliant, and amazingly beautiful wife.

Latino (now talking playfully again): Ah you had to bring that up huh?

Atomic (smiling): Well you’re the one that brought up your wins. Now, if you don’t mind, I think I want that belt washed before I wear it again… a little lathering in the shower ought to do it. Want to help me?

Latino smiles and leans in for a passionate kiss. Atomic returns it and the couple fall inside the bathroom as the door is pushed halfway closed. The sounds from the bathroom are clearly heard as the shower comes on again accompanied by giggling, and from that it’s clear that it’s time to leave the two loving people alone. The scene slowly fades to black as it zooms farther back.

* Fade to Black *

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Deferred Success (Credit: Rose)

Lois……[/b][/i]
- Last words of the Kal-L

The scene itself opens outside the ACW arena, at the very edge of the Cloaker’s Woods. This long, humid day is finally coming to a much welcome close. Umeko Saito is obviously in a very sour mood. She walks a step or two ahead of her tall, one-eye protégé and lectures him all the way.

Umeko: I can’t even stand to look at you anymore!

Since he’s in a similarly sour mood, Chance opts to end the lecture by simply agreeing.

Chance: I don’t blame you.

Umeko quickly sees through his attempt.

Umeko: If I wanted you do agree with me, don’t think I couldn’t make you. I’ve given you everything that you have and I find it insulting how ungrateful you are. I’ve given you the all the means to finally get your precious revenge and you repay me by pissing it all away?

There were six men before you…as you’re aware…six tigers. They were six ordinary men that I made into the very best in the world…for a time. Each one replaced the last. You replaced the sixth…you crippled him. You are easily the greatest of them all, The Seventh Tiger…

And yet… I really can’t recall any of them failing on such a grand scale as you have.

Chance stops squarely in his tracks, and glares at Umeko.

Chance: I underestimated my father. Trust me, it won’t happen again.

Umeko: You underestimated him? Youunderestimated him?!? There isno excuse for failure.

There is no excuse for failure. That phrase has been hammered into the mind of Chance Emmerson. Just a scant few days ago, he tasted failure for the first time in years…at the hands of his father. That is the fact that enrages him the most. When it seemed that victory was within his grasp…the man that he despises the most stole it from him. In that instance, it occurred to Chance that all his words of revenge and his intimidation tactics were for naught. All his planning, all his wishing, and all his scheming ended up being a grand failure.

Chance: You’re right, of course. I’ve failed myself.

Umeko: More importantly, you’ve failed me.

For the first time in the night, a dark smile creeps across the Chance’s scarred face.

Chance: You deny it time and time again, but your really enjoy our little…”arrangement.”

She forcibly suppresses her grin before it can emerge.

Umeko: Any “arrangement” we have exists purely in your mind, I can assure you of that. Speaking of arrangements, I’m starting to think that Ms. Kitsune and your father may have some sort of unspoken alliance against us.

Chance quickly procures his coin and fingers it in his hand.

Chance: Alicia Kitsune…

He tosses the coin high into the air and easily catches it. It lands on tails.

Chance: It appears we’ll have to pay her a visit in the near future.

Umeko: And what of your Father?

Chance: I want to finish it…to finish him…but I can wait till Omega Effect. I can wait an eternity.

Finally, Umeko smiles and gently runs her hand across his face.

Umeko: Now that’s the look I want to see in your eye. I don’t think I’ve seen you with so much focus in your eye before…that’s my Tiger.

Chance: It won’t be long now...it won’t be long at all.

With a cold, harsh stare, Chance stares off into the distance. The more he thinks of his father, the more sinister he becomes. One can only wonder exactly why he hates his father so much.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: "How It All Began #1" (Credit: Rattlesnake)

Rattlesnake lies in bed, asleep. Many people wonder just how Rattlesnake and his brother were going to settle their affairs in the ring. Just then, Rattlesnake begins to dream of that moment...the moment where it all began...the moment where his life would take a dramatic turn.

*Date: Wednesday, February 20th, 2002*

Announcer 1: Here we are GWF fans coming to you live from Reunion Arena in Dallas, Texas. This is the night you've all been waiting for. Tonight GWF Owner Rattlesnake takes on Ripper, his own flesh and blood, in the match they both had agreed on.

Announcer 2: You said it! I haven't seen the fans like this in a long time. They want to see a fight and even though they love the GWF, I have never seen so many anti-Rattlesnake fans in my life!

Announcer 1: We've got a few minutes, so let's recap how this match between Rattlesnake and Ripper came into being.

Announcer 2: For months, accusations have been running rampant in the GWF. Apparently our very own commissioner, Death, had made some accusations against Rattlesnake for asking certain individuals to lose intentionally for his own financial gain.

Announcer 1: There was even an accusation that Rattlesnake himself forced illegal enhancers upon some of our own GWF wrestlers.

Announcer 2: Rattlesnake denied that particular accusation, but he didn't deny the others. It makes us question whether or not they actually are true.

While the announcers discuss what has gone on, Rattlesnake and Ripper have made their way to the ring. The cage that lies above their head gets lowered down to the ring.

Announcer 1: Well, we're ready for action.

Announcer 2: Let's get this started!

Rattlesnake and Ripper circle the ring and lock up. Rattlesnake makes a quick move and manages to whip Ripper into the ropes. When Ripper bounces off, Rattlesnake instantly hits a back body drop that launches Ripper into the cage wall.

*The dream fast-forwards to the part that Rattlesnake will always remember.*

Ripper starts climbing the cage and Rattlesnake gets off the mat and goes after him. The look in Rattlesnake’s eyes shows that he isn’t going to let his brother win.

Rattlesnake: Get back here! I’m not done with you!

Ripper continues to climb as Rattlesnake climbs the turnbuckle in an attempt to get Ripper. Ripper reaches the top and turns to look at Rattlesnake climbing the cage. Ripper uses his foot and kicks Rattlesnake on the top of his head, but he grabs Ripper’s injured leg and slams it onto the inside of the cage and Ripper holds it and screams in pain. As Rattlesnake climbs onto the top of the cage, he stares down at Ripper and looks furious. Ripper gets to his feet, but holds the leg that Rattlesnake injured earlier in the match. Rattlesnake uncharacteristically grabs Ripper’s throat and throws him down. But he mistakenly throws Ripper to the outside of the cage and he crashed into the announcer’s table below. The referee calls for the bell. Rattlesnake just looks down in disbelief as he cost himself his company.

Referee: He’s hurt. Get the EMTs!

The EMTs move in and attend to Ripper as Rattlesnake climbs out of the cage and looks down at his brother with a look of worry on his face.

Rattlesnake: Max? Max, are you ok?

Max: I can’t feel my legs.

Rattlesnake’s face turns pale white as the EMTs cart his brother out of the arena. The fans boo Rattlesnake as he runs out from ringside and into the back. He passes by several people and runs out of the arena to the ambulance where Ripper is being put into. Rattlesnake climbs in and sits by Ripper.

Rattlesnake: Max, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for that to happen. I was supposed to throw you into the ring, not outside. God, I am so sorry.

Max: I know you’re sorry, but sorry isn’t good enough. They think I might be paralyzed from that fall as my back hit one of the TVs on the table.

Rattlesnake: No, this isn’t happening. This isn’t happening. This has got to be a bad dream.

Max: You do realize that the GWF is finished now. Your little blunder has cost you the company.

Rattlesnake: I know, but right now, I don’t give a damn about the company. Right now my concern is with you.

A smile crosses Max’s face as Rattlesnake reaches out and holds his hand.

Rattlesnake: You’re my brother and I’m going to take care of you no matter what.

Max: Thanks.

The dream ends as Rattlesnake wakes up in a cold sweat.

Rattlesnake: Max.

Rattlesnake closes his eyes and goes back to sleep.

Fade.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 6: 2 out of 3 Falls Match
Jake Cheng vs. Dan White

Once again from the past to the present; a clash of stablemates is next up, and no one’s quite sure what this match will bring as Philip starts to speak.

Philip: This is a singles match, and it will be fought under a “2 out of 3 falls” stipulation. Introducing first, from Cardiff, Wales… he is a member of the Corporate Alliance, the “Welsh Dragon” Dan White!

”The Welsh National Anthem” hits, and as the newer recruit to the CA Dan enters the arena first. The crowd boos loudly, which makes Dan smirk and he enjoys himself winding the crowd up further before he reaches the ring and ascends the steps. He walks around, but conserves his energy for a match which he knows will be very demanding.

Philip: And his opponent, also representing the Corporate Alliance… from Hong Kong, China, “The Trinity” Jake Cheng!

”Petrified” hits, and the boos return for Jake’s entrance. Jake chooses to ignore them, and advances to the ring without delay; he and Dan share a glance for a moment or two, and then Jake paces around the ring getting on the ropes and mentally hyping himself up. The referee calls things back to order and runs swiftly over the rules before signaling to the timekeeper for the first period of the match to begin.

Bell Rings.

Cheng vs. White… it’s a matchup that has graced ACW many times in the past, and the more cynical element of the fans might wonder if the former and now reunited stablemates have it in them to bring freshness and novelty to this contest… but fortunately the majority of the crowd knows that they can expect this particular duo to deliver. Moving toward one another quickly, Dan is the first to get in a strike and quickly builds into a rhythm, battering Jake with punches; but Jake is not fazed and launches a counter-initiative with swift kicks to the ribs and midsection until he is able to get close enough and use his Intermission (X Factor) at an unusually early stage to catch Dan out. Jake goes straight for the pin and Dan quickly kicks out, somewhere just after the 1 count; both leap back up on their feet and draw close, locking up and straining to prove that they have the advantage of pure strength. Dan’s brawling background stands him in good stead here and he gets the drive on Jake, shoving him backward, but Jake won’t be beaten so easily and tries to turn it around into a whip to the ropes. Dan pivots in kind in a counter-reversal and send Jake into the close-by ropes, and Jake has no time to react as he bounces back into the first swing of the Three Strikes. The crowd is entranced as Dan twists around his foe again, and then finally on the third spin hits the concluding swinging neckbreaker. Jake is brought down forcefully, and Dan at once goes for the ropes to launch into the Welsh Dragon, Flying Colours – but as he jumps Jake finds the wherewithal to roll aside, and Dan hits the canvas with no one home.

Jake at once dives into a pin, and Dan kicks at the 2 count; with the match on a 2/3 falls stipulation, Jake knows that it’s risky to over-extend himself in the opening part of the match and so changes tack, rolling back on to his feet and then using a headscissors takedown on Dan as he’s trying to get up. The lack of height makes the move less powerful, but Jake isn’t looking for impact; instead he keeps the headscissors on in a grounded position and tries to choke his foe. The motion of the move, however has carried the pair of them across the ring and with effort Dan is able to roll over on to his stomach and reach the ropes; Jake curses and is forced to release. His temper flares, and he comes at Dan with intent to clothesline him halfway across the mat – but in his haste he doesn’t spot Dan preparing himself and charges straight into an armdrag. From here it’s a simple matter for Dan to apply the Fujiwara Armbar, and when he adds the legscissors to it, Jake realizes he’s been checkmated into an unwinnable situation. Judging that trying to fight out of such a secure hold would be too costly, Jake has to submit and the bell rings.

Philip: The first fall of this 2/3 falls match goes to Dan White!

Dan can’t hide his pleasure at getting one up on Jake, and taunts him as he gets up and catches his breath. The second fall starts straight away and Jake is urgently looking to make up lost ground; his kicks have renewed fire, and Dan has to use all his wits to defend himself from the heaviest of the blows. Finding himself thwarted, Jake does not become disheartened but instead takes advantage of Dan’s upheld arms and hits a snap suplex; Dan kips back up rapidly and meets Jake’s immediate following attack with a tilt-a-whirl Slam. The crowd inhales sharply as Dan goes for a cover, 1….2…- Jake kicks out close to the mark but with clear determination, and the crowd cheers as he rallies and makes his play to regain control of the match with an arm wrench/hook kick combo. Momentarily stunned, Dan wavers and Jake runs to the ropes; he springboards quickly into a frogsplash-style crossbody and knocks Dan down, and tries to roll Dan up using the momentum of the fall.

The referee makes the count, 1….2- Dan kicks free, and the crowd is thrilled as the two men jump up at precisely the same instant, facing off and exchanging fierce glances for a second or two before launching themselves at one another again. Dan pools his energy and makes a push for victory, hitting Jake repeatedly with forearms and an occasional sneaky punch; but Jake knows that to fold now would be to throw away the entire match, and he’s not yet in a position to even consider that. He defends carefully and lets Dan burn out his flush of energy before letting rip with a storm of kicks, making Dan retreat quickly against the ropes. As the pair reach them, Jake jumps to the second rope and lifts Dan into a huge suplex, sending him flying over his head as he throws himself back and pushes upward from the ropes to gain height; the crowd is amazed and the pop that greets this is huge. Dan’s head is spiked on landing and the resulting dizziness makes him lose his sense of time, so that by the time he hears the “3” from the referee it’s too late for him to do anything about it.

Philip: The second fall goes to Jake Cheng! That means that the third and final fall will be decisive!

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

The crowd can’t get enough of this action, and chants for both men arise despite their both being a part of the same less-than-loved stable. All such considerations are distant for Dan and Jake, however; their rivalry runs deep and transcends all such alliances when they are facing one another in the ring, and as they draw close and start to trade blows they fight just as fiercely as ever, desire for the win burning brightly within them both. Jake seems renewed by his success and pushes forward, his aim clearly being to wrap the match up quickly while he has something of a mental advantage. Dan, though, is not about to cave in now and as Jake runs to the ropes, Dan waits for him to come back and then instead of hitting Jake swings around on his arm so that Dan is sent running to the ropes on the opposite side while Jake’s motion is halted. Surprised by this, Jake is not ready to counter as Dan rapidly rebounds, and Dan executes a crowd-pleasing Inside Out (360 rotation about the opponent’s head into an Enziguri). The kick is very hard indeed and Dan makes the pin, the referee counts 1……2….- Jake gets his shoulder up more on pure will than anything else, and Dan takes this as his signal to go for the Stunt Bomb. As he lifts Jake, however, the Trinity uses his excellent prior knowledge of Dan’s moveset to plant his feet against Dan’s chest and kick away from the Rockbottom setup; the fans let out a gasp and then applaud.

The high velocity of the match has taken a toll on both competitors, and both are now searching for the one critical move that will seal victory; Jake finds another seam of energy from somewhere inside and tries to move Dan toward the corner, but Dan can see the Mandate of Heaven coming a mile off and neatly reverses the situation, swinging Jake around to shove him backward against the post. As Jake starts to slump, Dan backs off and then charges forward, going for the 75MPH kick; the crowd cries out and Jake just barely manages to throw himself sideways so that the kick misses him. Half-expecting this, Dan twists around and grabs Jake, swinging him around into a slam to the mat and pinning – but Jake kicks free even before the count can begin and jumps back to his feet, ploughing energy into an attack that catches Dan unawares. With Dan still kneeing for the pin, Jake blasts him with a knee to the side of the head and then moves swiftly to the nearby ropes, jumping up and executing a fabulous backflipping Senton on to his opponent. Jake makes the cover, 1….2…- Dan kicks out, and the fans just get noisier as both men rise. Jake senses that the win is there to be taken, and the crowd pops massively as he goes for the first Stunner of the three that make the Trinity. It connects and Jake goes for the second, holding on and overpowering Dan’s attempts to resist. The sound is incredible now as Jake continues to hold the cravate and prepares for the third and final stunner… but Dan wrenches himself free, smirks, and whips Jake into the ropes. Jake rebounds and is met with an elbow, and as Jake staggers, Dan sets up a double underhook for the Shellshock A…

…but this time Jake refuses to co-operate, and uses all the stored power in his legs to flip himself up and over Dan, freeing himself in the process. Dan turns around – and seals his own fate by moving himself perfectly into position for the third and decisive stunner, which Jake nails with aplomb. The crowd goes nuts, and the smile on Jake’s face says it all as he pins for the 1,2,3.

Philip: Wow! The winner of the third fall, and the match…. “The Trinity” Jake Cheng!

The fans cheer their lungs out as Jake gets up; after coming close to victory on so many occasions against the Welsh Dragon, it’s obvious that this hard-won victory means a lot. Even Dan looks surprised as he gets up off the mat, and for a minute the fans think that he might try and take revenge here and now… but instead the two stablemates shake hands, and the crowd applauds warmly as Dan leaves the ring to return to the CA locker room and rest a little before the main event. Jake savours the moment and gets on the turnbuckles before following him out, and the crowd continues to cheer his victory as the show cuts out to commercials.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: It's Just Biznatch (Credit: Yoko / Sarin)

Sarin rests sprawled out on her couch, head buried in Yoko's stomach. Yawning, she stretches cat like, as if waking up from a refreshing nap.

Sarin: Morning.

Yoko: You didn't fall asleep.

Sarin: I could have...

She tosses around, trying to find a comfortable position on top of Yoko.

Sarin: I think you gained a few pounds in Okinawa. You're not as bony any more.

Yoko swats her on top of her head playfully.

Yoko: Take that back.

Sarin glances up at her, grinning dangerously.

Sarin: Or what?

Yoko: Or you won't be getting any sleep tonight, if you catch my drift.

Sarin grumbles, sitting up, running her fingers through her flaxen hair.

Sarin: You wouldn't have the stamina for an all-nighter. Not after a match with Senator and Latino.

Yoko: I made Ridley say "I quit." Are we really going to discuss impossibility?

Sarin: Point taken.

Before any further conversation transpires, someone knocks on their door.

Yoko: Come in.

Senator and Latino, looking a little uncomfortable, enter the ladies' locker room.

Latino: Wow. This is different from the guys' places...No está sucio...

Sarin: Chicas son más limpias que hombres.

Latino stares at her in surprise.

Latino: ¿Hablas español?

Sarin: Un poco. Not really, actually. I took a course in college...

She lapses into silence, somewhat miffed for killing the conversation.

Senator: Er, right. So, I'm sure you're wondering why we're here.

Yoko: Not really. But go on.

Taken aback slightly, Senator nevertheless plows on, in true political fashion.

Senator: We just want you two to know that tonight, it's nothing personal.

Latino: Right. It's just business. We have nothing but respect for the both of you, and we're sure our match will be fantastic.

Sarin smiles kindly, though Yoko is not as receptive to flattery.

Sarin: Aww, thanks guys. And if you win, we'll see about getting you both a title shot.

Senator: Fantastic. Afterwards we must grab a bite to eat with Alicia, regardless.

Yoko: Only on the condition that I pay for everything.

Sarin glances sideways at Yoko before picking up the dialogue.

Sarin: Oh, right! That's Yoko for you, always so generous! We need to get ready for the match now, we'll see you out in the ring!

Latino: ¡Buena suerte!

Sarin: Y tú también.

Following their exit, Sarin punches Yoko in the arm.

Sarin: Why did you just quote Kill Bill Volume 2?

Yoko shrugs, standing up.

Yoko: I didn't know I did. C'mon, we need to get ready.

Nodding, though still a little puzzled, Sarin begins taking out her cosmetics in preparation for their match.

End Segment.