Spring Into Hell 2006

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Somewhere on the streets, all is not peaceful…

WEEEEEOOOOO! WEEEEEOOOOOO!

Medic 1: Hey! Let’s hurry up! These two are already have seemed to be from Hell and back! Come on let’s go!

Medic 2 (driving): Hey we don’t yell at me! I’m working my best here to drive through this dam traffic!

As everyone may be able to guess the shot fades into the inside of an ambulance. Time has clearly passed since the last time that we saw the two competing superstars. Both are inside and lain down onto the duo stretches inside this already very crowded back section of the moving van. The Referee is inside, in the corner, as well, being the only representation left for ACW. Latino is just to the side moving slightly. Torak is next to him in a similar position still breathing of course. The medic notices Latino moving and immediately gives checks on his condition.

Medic 1: Hey buddy, you’ll be fine! We’re on the way to the nearest hospital.

Latino (still dazed): Huh? What’s going on? Where am I?

Medic 1: We picked up you and your buddy over. Looks like you two went on a pretty big fight?

Latino: Torak!

Latino instantly sits up as he’s instantly reminded of why he is here. He looks to left and sees Torak next to him. The medic tries to hold him back but Latino is being violent, as he does not have any concern for anything attacking Torak. The two begin in struggle and they bump into Torak’s stretcher. He starts to move and wake up. He sees the Medic and Latino in their own tug of war. Torak reaches up and grabs him by the neck. He starts squeezing with an immense grip. The Medic starts coughing and choking as he grabs Torak’s hand trying to escape from his grasp. Torak then pulls him back and slams him into the ambulance wall. The impact alone causes the moving vehicle to shift while it’s on the road. Both competitors move over and the vehicle comes to sharp stop. One of the ambulance doors fly open from all the movement and suddenly Latino flies out onto the street. His back slams onto he cement and he bounces up in the air and then slams down again nearly rolling backwards. Torak steps out of the ambulance and the it cannot help but shift up, as the Torak’s weight is now not putting any pressure. The Referee follows Torak but is wise to keep his distance. A crowd starts gathering as they come to see just what the hell is going on. A woman screams and a few people cover their mouths with their hands. Latino pushes against the ground and is moving to stand himself up. Torak walks towards him and as a few cars pass by the scene. A few stop harshly as they are surprised by what they see. Latino is now standing up and turns around as Torak charges at him. He goes for a clothesline but Latino ducks just in the nick of time. He turns around and stumbles forward towards a couple rocks on the road. The Latin superstar grabs it and the now charges at Torak. He throws it directly at his face as the monster turns around. His face whiplashes back and Latino then leaps at him. Latino throws a right and left at Torak but the big man grabs Latino around the waist and starts applying a bearhug. He squeezes Latino’s body more and more as seconds pass and Latino’s eyes start to roll backward and he is slowly loses his breath.

Torak starts shaking Latino’s body like a ragdoll and the Referee now inches closer. He looks at Latino but then moves back as Torak throws Latino straight down onto the road cement. Victor’s head slams back with a loud BAM! Latino feels himself being dragged against the road as Torak has him by the leg and walks over towards the sidewalk. The crowd of people shift away due to their own fear from getting involved into the two men’s own quarrels. Latino’s head bumps against the sidewalk curb as he pulled up onto it. Torak drops the leg and then grabs onto a mailbox just a couple steps away from Latino. He looks back at him and keeps trying to break it from its confines. Latino starts moving again and rolls over trying to gain some composure once again. A man walks by and stands behind Torak, clearly waiting to use the mailbox.

Man: HEY BUDDY! COULD YOU FINISH I NEED TO SEND A LETTER OUT!

Torak turns around and does not give it a second thought to just punch the man between the eyes. He flies back and slams into the store window just cracking it. He falls down onto the sidewalk. Torak looks over with a look of satisfaction but then a metal trashcan is slammed into Torak’s back. He stumbles forward mainly by the surprise attack. Latino slams it again and again as he is now taking out his full frustration out on his enemy right now. He then walks around, waiting for him to stand up. As he does so, Latino slams the open cover of the can on top of Torak and then he grabs him by the waist. Latino tries to push him into the cracked store window, but Torak stops himself and then shimming around trying to take off the trashcan. Latino looks around not wanting to let Torak get rid of his handicap. He grabs a 2 x 4 from the ground and violent whacks the trashcan. He does again and again and again. The can is now bent in so many positions you would not be able to recognize it for it’s true use anymore. Latino then grabs Torak again and pushes him the store window, this time he goes forward and the window shatters into a million pieces as he falls through it. An alarm sounds off and Latino looks around not scared but of course not wanting to deal with the police right now. The Referee comes into the view now as he looks over at Torak. He then jumps back as Torak starts getting up and Latino has a look on his face as if to say “what the hell!” Torak is now on his feet and has the trashcan in one hand. He looks at Latino and Latino stares back more than ready to keep fighting. He throws the can at Latino and the superstar has to dive onto the floor as if he’s being shot at. The already mangled can bounces off the sidewalk and then into the road. Latino bruised body rolls against the sidewalk and Torak steps back onto it. He walks over to Latino and the superstar kicks him in the ankles. He then rolls backward and stands up in one fluid motion. He starts running down the sidewalk and Torak follows him. Latino then jumps at a light pole and swings around. As Torak is still coming at him but he’s smacked across the face by both of Latino’s feet that come swinging at him. Torak stumbles back and Latino lands on the sidewalk on both feet. He hears a loud noise and a garbage truck now stops in front at the corner at the red light. Latino gets an idea and h walks over to Torak. He grabs him by the head and works to pull him up.

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Latino starts punching Torak but the masked monster pushes throws a punch of his own towards the street. Latino tries not to hit the garbage truck and just about achieves that goal. Torak though stands up and runs at his opponent. This time Latino does not move or jump out of the way. He waits for Torak and jumps at him. Torak grabs him in mid-air and Latino grabs him by head. Torak rams Latino side of the truck and Latino cannot help but let out a yell of pain. The monster then walks back a couple steps and then runs forward once again repeating the process of pain for the second time. He then drops Latino, but grabs him by the arm. Torak starts climbing the side of the truck and pulls Latino along with him. Latino starts moving trying to break away but the big man already has a firm grasp. He then reaches the top but Latino is still fidgeting trying to break away from his captor. As Torak is working to find his balance at the top of the Garbage Truck, Latino breaks free and falls down. His knees hit the cement and the driver of the truck finally comes out as he notices the commotion. He sees Latino on the road and jumps down from the door. Walking over he offers Latino help but he pushes him away. He gets up and looks at Torak, whom is looking down at him. Latino then jumps on the side of the Garbage Truck and does his best Spiderman imitation as he works towards the open door. The driver grabs Latino’s leg but he kicks him back down on the road. Latino climbs inside the diver’s seat and suddenly Torak feels the truck shake and the cover start to move. Inside the driver’s seat, Latino notices a stick and puts it against the gas pedal. The truck begins to move down the street and Latino climbs out of the driver’s door. He grabs onto the wall and climbs onto the top. He stares at Torak and walks onto the garbage truck roof. The two start fighting on top of the roof as the truck is now driving itself. The cars all stop as they are desperately avoiding the large obstacle. Latino throws a punch but Torak blocks it and throws one of his own. Latino stumbles back and nearly falls down onto the opening and closing of the trash compactor. He looks back at it and then notices as Torak gives for a harsh mule kick. Latino shifts to the side a but missing the kick and Torak’s momentum does not allow him to stop as he falls forward. As he falls down into the open mouth of the Garbage Truck, he grabs Latino by his arm and pulls him down. Both men fall down into the trash and the truck continues to dive down the road.

The show now must continue on as the truck starts to close again and the shot fades to black…..

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Segment: What did the five fingers say to the face? (Credit: BK)

As the segment opens, the camera immediately cuts the Predator's locker room. As he is lacing up his new boots, that go with his new attire purchased by the Corporate Alliance, a new pair of boots walk into the shot. The boots are entirely different from Predator, these boots are navy blue and white and in a New York Yankees style. Predator looks up and the camera pans up the body to reveal BK London.

Predator: Ah sir, how are you doing?

BK: Great, just great. But enough about me, this is about you tonight Predator.

Predator: About me? Why about me?

BK: Because you have the chance to bring home the gold, bring in the big bucks, rake in the dinero for The Corporate Alliance because you have a shot at Atomic Kitsune's ACW Championship.

Predator: Sir...

BK: Predator...

Predator: Sir....we both know that there is no way in hell, that I am going to win the ACW Heavyweight Championship tonight. It is just nearly impossible...

BK: Impossible? For the Predator? This isn't the Predator I know. Where is the Predator I know? Where is the Predator I recruited for the Corporate Alliance?

Predator: Oh he's here alright. But it's just, I've seen Atomic manage to beat you several times this year and I know damn well that if you got your asskicked by someone, I just have no chance in hell.

BK: Predator stand up..

Predator does so without any question. And quickly BK catches him off-guard with a slap to the face.

Predator: ........thanks I needed that.

Who'd know that a slap to the face, one of the most insulting gestures, could bring a person back to reality and make him remember who he is. Predator smiles and the camera fades out as him and BK start formulating plans.

End.

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Segment: "Visiting Family" (Credit: Rattlesnake)

The scene opens to Rattlesnake standing in an open area.

Rattlesnake: It's been a while since I came here. That's my fault. Hell, there was something I didn't find out until long after the incident. As much as it pains me to say it, you and I aren't family in the sense that we knew.

Rattlesnake sighs and pulls out a letter.

Rattlesnake: This letter told me that. This is the letter dad left for me. What dad didn't tell us is that I was adopted.

Rattlesnake nods as he folds up the letter.

Rattlesnake: Adopted...can you believe it? It turns out your uncle Leon is my dad. What I found out was that my mother died from complications at birth. Whenever my dad saw me, it reminded him of my mother and that's a pain he just couldn't bear.

Rattlesnake kneels down and touches the ground.

Rattlesnake: It was at that point that he had to make a choice. I was sent to stay with you and my aunt and uncle. To keep me from having to deal with the loss of my mother, I was adopted and never told about this. So now I'm telling you. It may not matter to you, but it's the truth. You and Alex are the true brothers. I'm family...just not your brother.

Rattlesnake stands back up and looks down. The camera backs up slightly. An indistinguishable object appears in the lower-left corner of the screen.

Rattlesnake: And to you Amanda. I know I didn't make life easy on you. All the trickery we did, I regret it. But I will tell you this. I still love you to this day. People come and people part, it's a fact of life, but my heart still belongs to you. I think about that fateful day and it hurts me. It hurts me deeply. I can't stand not having you by my side. I can't help but feel responsible for what happened. I turned the happiest day of our lives into the saddest. I haven't truly been myself since.

The camera backs up some more to reveal the fact that Rattlesnake is not only standing in front of two tombstones, he's actually standing in a large cemetery. Rattlesnake laughs for a moment.

Rattlesnake: You know what's ironic? I hate these places, they freak me out. I can't stand coming here, but I do from time to time. I muster up all the courage I can get and then come here. It has to be ironic. The only way I can get in a place like this is to visit the woman I loved and the guy I knew as my brother and will always be like a brother to me.

Rattlesnake starts to walk away, but he pauses and turns back to look at the two graves one last time.

Rattlesnake: If you were here Max, you'd probably be proud of me. I left the hellhole and found a better place. I've had the best few months imaginable. Pretty soon, I'm going to do something no one would expect.

Rattlesnake walks away, looking out in the distance. The blue sky appeared to be cloudless, the sun shined everywhere. It was a peaceful day. Thing of it is, it wouldn't be peaceful for long.

Fade Out.

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Match 4: Ladder Match
Elvir vs Logan Locke

The crowd is chattering as it waits for the next match; the crew is placing a selection of ladders at ringside in preparation for the upcoming contest. Philip enters the ring.

Philip: This next match is a ladder match; victory must be achieved via Pinfall or Submission, and any and all use of ladders by the participants will be considered legal.

The crowd considers this; with no belt or other prize to suspend above the ring, the usual ladder format has been modified appropriately.

Philip: Introducing first, from New Jersey, at a weight of 205lbs… “The Real Deal” Logan Locke!

”Burn My Light” by Mercy Drive blasts into the arena, and the fans cheer as Logan emerges; his rough and ready style has clearly struck a chord. Logan does not run straight to the ring as he usually does, but greets a few of the fans before running the last part and flipping over the ropes into the ring and circling the corners, arms raised.

Then the arena darkens, and the atmosphere couldn’t be more different; there is a distinct chill in the air…

Philip: And his opponent, from parts unknown at a weight of 245lbs… “The Archangel of Anarchy”, Elvir!

”Liberate” by Disturbed plays, and Elvir walks out through a shroud of mist. He keeps his head bowed as he passes by the fans, and enters the ring with a quiet, almost sinister lack of haste. Slowly he removes his long overcoat, and casts the briefest of eyes over the ladders outside the ring before turning to face his opponent. The two men stare one another down, and the referee, sensing that this could quickly erupt, calls at once for the bell.

Bell Rings.

Logan’s eyes sparkle with an urge to launch straight into an attack, but he’s got a lot of wrestling instinct under his brash exterior, and so holds back for a few moments, circling as Elvir does the same. His caution is rewarded when Elvir makes a sudden lunge forward and tries to knock Logan down with a lariat; Logan ducks under his arm and then boots Elvir in the small of the back, making Elvir unstable for a moment. Logan then shows Elvir how such things should be done – he’s the smaller man in this match, but by running to the nearby ropes he is able to launch a flying crossbody and take Elvir down. The crowd cheers, and Logan smirks, raising an arm in the air; he gets up and taunts his opponent, but Elvir will not be distracted and he rises back to his feet and simply makes eye contact with his opponent. Keen to continue pressing his advantage, Logan starts to hit his foe with a stream of forearms, but taking Elvir on directly is always a risky choice and Elvir sidesteps an overenthusiastic strike, grasps Logan’s arm and whips him into the ropes. Logan rebounds into a scarily fast snap suplex, and Elvir makes the pin immediately, not wanting to waste a single opportunity that presents itself. Logan kicks at about 1.5, and Elvir delivers a nasty knife edge chop to his forehead before pinning a second time. Logan kicks again after roughly the same interval, looking annoyed, and tries to grab Elvir, but the Archangel is rolling himself to the outside. The crowd cheers, anticipating some ladder action, and Logan is forced to pursue before Elvir has the time to prepare any sort of advantage for himself.

Elvir’s mission in this match is the same as in all his matches; his desire is to cause pain and suffering to his opponent, and his strategy for doing so turns out to be horribly simple. Reaching one of the ladders, he picks it up and as Logan runs forward, Elvir swings the ladder around and hits Logan in the side. Logan staggers and Elvir backs away so that he can use the end of the ladder like a battering ram; the crowd winces as Elvir connects with Logan’s chest and sends him backward to the mat. With a ruthless efficiency, Elvir flips the ladder upright and walks toward Logan; he presses the feet of the ladder against Logan’s chest and pushes down, causing Logan to yell in pain at the pressure. Knowing that Elvir could cause a serious injury, Logan gathers his energy and gets his hands on to the bottom rung of the ladder; he slowly forces it upward, and then draws his legs up so that he is able to get back on his feet. Holding the middle of the ladder, Elvir is forced to raise it above his head as Logan stands, and a brief stalemate is formed as the two men hold the ladder above themselves, neither wanting to surrender it. Logan, however, has an advantage being at one end, and he chooses his moment perfectly, releasing the ladder as Elvir leans forward. The end of the ladder drops and Elvir finds himself lurching forward; he is able to stop before he falls, but can do nothing as Logan leaps up and dropkicks both him and the ladder. Elvir smacks into the mats, and the ladder falls on top of him; Logan considers a leg drop, but then thinks better of it and grabs a second ladder, sliding it into the ring as Elvir rolls out from underneath the first.

There is only just time for Logan to get the ladder into a vertical position before Elvir is upon him; ignoring the ladder for the moment, Elvir takes hold of Logan before he can defend himself and performs a wheelbarrow suplex that sends Logan into the ropes. Tangled, Logan has to fight to free himself while Elvir viciously uses stomps and kicks, once again targeting his chest and ribs; the aches in this part of his body are mounting quickly, but Logan puts this to one side and pulls himself up on the opposite side of the ropes. He elbows Elvir, and then springboards into a dropkick that causes Elvir to fall just to one side of the set ladder; Logan nips in and makes a cover, getting himself a 2 count. The fans start to yell and chant, and Logan smiles as he begins to climb the ladder; Elvir is still down, and there is a roar as Logan hits a leg drop from half way up… but Elvir has played possum, and rolls clear so that Logan experiences a painful landing on the mats. While ladders are undoubtedly of use to a man like Elvir, he possesses more than a few talents for causing suffering on his own, and he demonstrates this now by securing Logan in a neck vice.

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Logan attempts to struggle free, but Elvir seems to draw energy from his foe’s discomfort and the more he fights, the tighter Logan finds himself clasped. The referee comes close and asks Logan if he wants to quit… but that word triggers a flush of anger in Logan, and he shakes his head violently. He forces himself to calm down, concentrate… and then releases all his attitude and fury in a concerted burst, the strength of which comes as a shock to Elvir, who had thought his foe was steadily losing his fighting will. The crowd roars as Logan bursts free, turns and uses a huge roundhouse kick to send Elvir backward into the ladder. The ladder falls, and ends up propped against the ropes at a 45 degree angle with Elvir lying on top of it; even as this is happening, Logan runs to the ropes and uses them to jump up on to the ladder above his opponent. He raises his arms, and yells “Look Out Below!” before performing his signature moonsault, striking Elvir and putting a clear dent in the ladder itself. The noise fills every corner of the arena as Logan pulls Elvir on to the mat, and makes the cover with a confident expression, 1…...2…- but Elvir kicks out and shoves Logan away, and stands back up with a gaze that seems to say, “is that it?”

The resilience of Elvir has surprised everyone, not least Logan himself; he continues to make eye contact and does not show fear, but any hopes he may have had for a simple victory have long since disappeared. As for Elvir, it’s as if the previous events in the match were merely a warm-up; he puts on a burst of speed to grab Logan and then swings him around, slamming him on to the bent ladder and then lifting him, turning him over and slamming him down a second time, this time on his front. Logan refuses to cry out, but his eyes now cannot conceal the damage that Elvir is doing, and Elvir is just getting warmed up; enjoying his opponent’s pain, he applies a half Nelson and then executes his trademark DeityBreaker, again not once but twice in succession. Logan is in all sorts of trouble now, and Elvir tops things off with his Anarchy Driver (Package Piledriver). Now it’s his turn to be confident as he makes a pin, the crowd booing… but the boos become cheers as Logan gets an arm up, groggy but still in the match. Elvir scowls, and rises back to his feet; he stares a hole into Logan as he does the same, and then whips him to the ropes, looking for an armdrag takedown to set up his “succumb to Temptation” submission hold. Instead, though, Logan manages to chain through and armdrag Elvir in succession, and as both men rush to get up, Logan wins the race, applies a three quarter headlock and hits a desperation Sky View (running corner turnbuckle backflip). It drives both men down, and the fans yell in amazement as the referee begins a 10 count…

The fans are so riveted on what’s going on in the ring that they don’t notice a figure hurrying down to ringside. Kelly reaches the apron and bangs on it with her hands, encouraging Logan to get up; at the count of four Logan starts to move, but so does Elvir, and Kelly looks nervous as they both stand up at roughly the same time. A few punches and kicks are traded, and Elvir forces Logan to the ropes; Kelly cries out as Elvir hits Logan with a massive lariat and sends him over the top to the outside. In the ring, Elvir sees Kelly kneeling next to Logan, and with an evil smirk he signals the Anti-Christsault; with the crowd going nuts he jumps to the second rope, then the third, and launches into a perfect moonsault… but Logan rolls aside, and to Elvir’s shock he sees that Logan has been shielding something from his view with his body – a familiar tombstone with Logan’s name on it. The crowd roars as Elvir crashes on to the tombstone, retrieved from under the ring by Kelly and Logan in the few seconds before the arrival of their “guest”, and knowing that victory is close, Logan shoves Elvir back into the ring as Kelly gets a ladder and slides that in too. Logan makes the cover, 1…2…- Elvir kicks out weakly, and at once Logan makes haste to set up the ladder. As he’s doing this, however, Elvir leaps up, and Kelly screams as Elvir grabs Logan from behind and goes for the Impact Driver. Logan struggles, and instead of the neck drop Elvir delivers a nasty reverse suplex; he makes the cover, hooking the leg, and the referee counts, 1…..2….-

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Logan’s shoulder is up at the last second, and he punches upward, knocking Elvir back as he rolls to his feet. Visibly exhausted, 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.

Philip: Here is your winner… Logan Locke!

The fans cheer with genuine warmth as Kelly enters the ring, and hugs Logan in congratulation. Logan stands, and when the referee raises his arm, he in turn raises Kelly’s; he knows that she quite possibly saved the match for him with her quick thinking, and the pair leave hand in hand to further celebrate their success as the referee attends to the slowly recovering Elvir, the show cutting out to a break.

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Segment: Cruel Tutelage (Credit: Sarin and Yoko)

Yoko: Uh, Sarin? Are you okay?

Sarin: What?!

Yoko: I asked if you're okay.

Sarin: I'm fine, fine, just fine.

Yoko: Then why have you been swinging that steel chair around for ten minutes?

Sarin's steel chair swishes through the air, narrowly avoiding a priceless imported lamp from Arabia.

Sarin: I don't know.

Yoko ducks under a particularly powerful swing, slides underneath Sarin's legs, and successfully disarms her of the chair.

Yoko: Sarin, relax, and sit down.

She complies, flopping awkwardly upon a springy armrest, a dazed, slightly catatonic look occupying her face.

Yoko: I know you're a little bit nervous--

Sarin: Nervous?! Nervous?! Who said anything about mmmmmghffhgmmmm...

Yoko shuts her up with a steamy kiss, lasting several moments.

Yoko: You're nervous, and there's not much time to calm you down.

Sarin: So what do you suppose we do?

Yoko: Now one of the things I always liked about you, Sarin, is you appear wise beyond your years. Then allow me to impart, a word to the wise--

Sarin: --this sounds oddly familiar--

Yoko: --shut up. Hardcore matches are no different from regular matches.

Sarin: Except the much higher possibility of death.

Yoko: Er, right, I suppose. But really, it's no different. You're not even required to use a chair, ladder, or table to win.

Sarin: Though it would speed up the process considerably.

Yoko: I suppose. And really, a chair shot isn't all that bad.

Several moments pause...

Sarin: Yoko...are you @#$%ing retarded?

Yoko: Okay, it's bad. Really bad. In fact, if you get hit, you probably won't survive.

Sarin: Not helping...

Yoko: ...and you're brains will splatter on the canvas and we'll have to clean them up...

Sarin: Really not helping...

Yoko: And then blood will ooze out of your eyes, nose, and ears, and...

Sarin elbows Yoko in the stomach, eliciting a gutteral "Oof!" from the Flower of Carnage.

Sarin: Never again. No more hardcore matches. This nervous tension is unbearable. I'm developing a sodding migraine.

Yoko: That's not a decision for you to make. Anyway, you don't need to be so nervous. I have a...nasty surprise in store for these "Kings of Satire."

Sarin raises an eyebrow inquisitively.

Sarin: Oh? Do tell.

Yoko: Not yet. You'll see.

Sarin: Don't play games with me!

Yoko: I thought you liked our games.

Sarin giggles and pushes Yoko down to the couch, falling on top of her.

Sarin: I love you.

Smiling, Yoko lets the silence express her own undying love.

Yoko: We're going to win this. You watch.

Sarin: I'll be watching every second.

Yoko: Kings of Satire! Hah! We're the Queens of Carnage.

They engage in another passionate kiss, emotions, hopes, and dreams running high in the musky air, pumped with adrenaline and courage for the unknown.

End Segment.

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Segment: The List (Credit: Jake Cheng)

As the scene opens, we see Jake sitting outside the Corporate Room, trying to get some peace and quiet. It’s quite hectic in the locker room, Dan is preparing for his Hell in a Cell with the International Champion, RDK, BK London has a big match versus his newest foe, Rattlesnake, and is also giving Predator some advice about his World Title match that night. Tonight could be a big night for the Corporate Alliance, or tonight could be a total failure.

Jake’s match is the first out of the groups, obviously because it is the Light-Heavyweight Title matches are always toward the beginning of the show. In front of Jake is a notebook, brand new, with only a half a page of writing. On top it reads “What I plan to do to El Conquistador” Sure, it may not be catchy, but it gets the job done. Well, right now it isn’t. Jake only has a couple of things written down:

“What I plan to do to El Conquistador”

1. Take back my title.

2. Slit his throat

2. ,,,

Jake: This isn’t working!!!

Jake rips the page out, crumples it, and throws it across the hall into a trashcan. He shuts the notebook and goes into the locker room, where the camera decides to follow. Jake walks in and is immediately yelled at by BK.

BK: What are you doing here? It’s almost match time!

Jake: Oh, all right. I’ll be on my way then.

BK: Ok. You want some assistance later in the match?

Jake: No, not today. I got a score to settle with this guy. No help today. Got it Dan?

Out from behind a couch, Dan White stands up and gives Jake a thumbs up, much like Batista’s, then goes back to his nap.

Jake: Kay, got it Pred...where’s Pred?

BK: Taking a walk. I’ll be sure to let him know when he gets back.

Jake: Alright, thanks man.

Jake leaves the locker room, since he is already in his ring gear, and proceeds to his match. An important match. A match that will most likely be skipped over >_<. A match with a twist so large, you would think Hunter planned it. A match that begins now

Fade out.

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Match 5: Ladder Match
Jake Cheng vs. El Conquistador (Credit: Jake)

As we go back to the action that will soon be happening in the ring, El Froggy Mask is in the ring with the t-shirt cannon, shooting ACW’s Spring Into Hell t-shirts into the crowd. Philip then gives him the signal, so he jumps up over the ropes onto the outside and hops backstage. Philip is now in the ring, ready to begin the second ladder match of the evening.

Philip: This month will be a ladder match for the Light-Heavyweight Title. First, the challenger, from Hong Kong, The Trinity, Jake Cheng!

“Petrified” by Fort Minor hits and Jake Cheng walks out to a wave of boos. He is too focused on the match to even bother with the men, women and small boys yelling at him. He makes it down to the ladder, propped open, in front of the ring. He looks as if he is going to walk under it, but thinks other wise, and decides to go around to the backside of the ring.

Philip: And the current Light-Heavyweight Champion, from somewhere in Spain, El Conquistador!

“Gasolina” by Daddy Yankee now starts to play. The mysterious El Conquistador in his all gold outfit, makes his way onto the stage. He stops there, possibly to taunt Jake, but instead introduces his manager, La Hembra Gorda. A larger than usual chick wearing not a lot of clothes, and a mask, either to hide her identity or to protect the audience, makes her way onto the stage. El then runs down to the ring, probably after feeling the stage about to break under the combined weight of him and his manager, but mostly his manager.

*Bell Rings*

El keeps running, under the ladder, and slides into the ring, and stands up. He isn’t on his feet for too long, Jake Cheng swings a metal chair right onto his head. The chair breaks and El falls to the mat. Jake wastes no time getting his vengeance, hammering away at El Conquistador.

Jake: This is for taking my title BITCH!

El eventually pushes Jake off of him and rises to his feet. Jake gets up slower, but when he finally does, he gets a dropkick right to his face. Now its Conquistador’s turn. He goes down and starts to beat on Jake. He points to the LW Title above the ring and yells.

El: See that, you’re never going to win that from me!

Jake rolls, now back on top, and gets off. He gets some momentum off the ropes, and goes for a giant knee drop, but connects only with the mat, as El gets up. Jake gets up and stares off the man who took his title. They both motion to grapple each other, but Jake then grabs El’s arm and twists it, before coming up with the hook kick to his jaw.

La Hembra Gorda jumps up and down outside the ring, and surprisingly not causing an earthquake. Jake slides out of the ring, and without getting eaten, get the ladder and reenters the ring. After setting it up and positioning it under the prize, Jake begins to climb the ladder. He gets to the top rung when he notices El Conquistador running toward it. He jumps off just in time; El jumps up and kicks the ladder down with a flying front kick.

The ladder lands flat on the mat, back remains open. Jake looks at it, trying to plan something, but is soon met by the running lariat of El. Jake is knocked back into the corner. El wraps arm around Jake’s neck and lifts him up into a vertical suplex, before falling into an ace crusher. The move, used by Santiago Rivera, gets a cheer from the crowd at the move from the superstar than Jake helped close his contract.

Those cheers quickly turn to boos as the most charismatic superstar in ACW runs down to the ring. Predator obviously must not have gotten the memo about not helping Jake, but tries to be a good stablemate anyway. He makes it to ringside but is stopped by La Hembra Gorda. He tries to get around her, but that would be like trying to get to Maine without going through New Hampshire. Predator isn’t smart enough to get through Canada and is soon forced to retreat. La Hembra Gorda chases him up the ramp, yelling profane things about what she wants to do to him.

Jake is now lying in the middle on the ring, under the set up ladder, El begins to climb. Jake makes his way up and the Conquistador is halfway up the ladder. Jake runs toward the ropes, jumps off and dropkicks El off the ladder cleanly. El gets up, but Jake already has him in position for the Jakie Drop. Now that El is disposed of, Jake climbs the ladder. After getting his balance, Jake steps onto the top and looks up at the title he has held for so longer. He reaches up, but can’t feel the title. He starts to fall. Crash.

El Conquistador stands in the ring alone as Jake lies in a pile of rubble that was an announcer table. The masked man reaches up for the mask on his head and pulls it off.

Santiago Rivera

Yes, the same man whose contract was put on hold by Gingerdude. The crowd cheers as all the members of the Corporate Alliance must be appalled. Jake would be appalled if he knew what was going on. He had no clue what had happened, who was throwing him back into the ring, and that he being used to debut Santi’s new finisher move. Up and down Jake goes again, Santi hitting a burning hammer on Jake. And before you know it, Santi has Light-Heavyweight Title down from its hanging place and around his waist.

Philip: And the winner, and still ACW Light-Heavyweight, El....Santiago Rivera!!

Santiago makes his way up the ramp, he gets to the top and turns around.

Santiago: Oh yeah. Jake, I brought along your favorite female with me, but it looks like she has preoccupied herself in Predator. Sorry.

He smiles and proceeds backstage. The officials are helping Jake up, but eventually goes back on his own will, probably to complain to Gingerdude about the return of his former stablemate.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: I Know What You Did Last Summer (Credit: BK)

"Say I" by Christina Milian immediately sounds throughout the speakers once we come from the last segment and the people in the crowd are curious as to who this could be. Moments later, their questions are answered as the beautiful wife of ACW Superstar BK London, Kiley Johnson, struts onto the stage and takes a moment to look around. She gets little heat reaction from the crowd but for the most part she is the recipient of wolf-whistles by the majority of males in this crowd. Kiley steps into the ring and manages to get a mic from Philip, normally we would think to see her husband out with her but it appears she's out on her own terms and time.

Kiley: I would like to ask you guys a question, a question I know you all probably don't know the answer to, but I'm going to ask it anyway. Do you remember the date August 06, 2005? Do you?

There are shouts of what the answer could be, but they're all wrong.

Kiley: Well I do, on that date Jade took on HWL's The Ravaged in a interpromotional contest between ACW and HWL...

Slowly the memories begin to fade back in the mind of those who have tuned into ACW/HWL programming over the past year.

Kiley: But instead, because I was the servant at that time to Jade, I was sent into that match to face The Ravaged, the most evil, diabolical man I have ever seen. My husband tried to save me but he was stopped by HWL's own foolish assholes. And these assholes thrived to see me get massacred in the ring.....and that's exactly what happend.

Kiley walks over towards the corner and takes in a deep breath before continuing her promo.

Kiley: The flashbacks hit me nearly everyday of how helpless I was, how frail I was, how I didn't have the ability to defend myself in this situation. The images of being curbstomped into the mat, and my face being mangled up haunts me everyday. But while they have haunted me, they have driven me to become stronger. Day after day after I recovered, I trained to perfect my art of wrestling in every aspect. I have trained in the United States, Mexico, and Japan....with no expense spared....and why? So I can get revenge...

Kiley walks back to the center of the ring and the fans are on the edge of their seat, waiting to see where Kiley is going with this.

Kiley: Revenge against the people who caused me pain. Revenge against the people who cause my family pain, and who nearly killed me in the center of the ring on that faithful night. After the past six months of training, I believed I have finally perfected my craft, I have reached the peak of all that I can do in the ring....and now it is time I lay out the challenge.

The camera moves in closer to the beautiful face of Kiley, moment my moment the face begins to get more serious as we go along. Kiley isn't playing any games now, it's game time.

Kiley: Jade Amuro....

The crowd cheer not because of Jade, but because they can feel what is coming.

Kiley: You made that night a living hell for me, and on June 24th 2006, I plan to return the favor. Jade Amuro, wherever you are.....let this be known, I am laying out a one on one challenge to you at Omega Effect II. You have a little less than 30 days to respond to this.....I'll be waiting...waiting.

"Say I" hits again and Kiley drops the mic and exits the ring. She struts back up the ramp, not taking a look back for one second and she disappears behind the curtain as we fade out.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Chef and Red (Credit: Red)

A camera fades in to the Entertainment Champ working out in the workout area. Red has just finished up. He looks around the room and sees it empty. He picks up his latest gift….the Reds ball bat given to him by BK. He sets himself up and takes a few swings with it.

After a while of swinging, he decides to head out of the locker room. As Red leaves, another person tries to enter. Red looks at the person and a smirk crosses his face.

Chef: Excuse me.

Red: Yea. I want something to eat.

Chef: Well, I am not really a chef….

Red: But your name…

Chef: Look, I don’t want any trouble. If you don’t mind letting me through, we can go our separate ways.

Red stances up with his bat, daring Chef to step in his line of fire. Chef looks at Red, who is glaring with a devilish smile. After a moment of standing off, Red lowers the bat.

Red: I don’t have the time for you. I have a title match to worry about. But I am coming back to take care of you.

Red races off down the hall as Chef stares after him mumbling “What the hell did I do?”

Fade out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

I think you can all guess where we’re going next. Evening in the city…

As the last scene ends the shot returns back to the city as the Garbage Truck comes into view. This time it is stationary once again but from the looks of it the truck slammed into a light pole. The back of the truck seems to be opened and as the camera gets up close it is painfully clear that no one is in side. It pans left to right as if still searching but then screams are head from behind. The camera spins around and catches as a group of people run from a building. Suddenly a chair is thrown outside and Latino stumbles out carrying what looks to be a pipe. Torak is short to follow him carrying in his hand a piece of what looks to be the leg from the chair. Latino swings his pipe but Torak ducks and swings his strong oak chair leg. Latino ducks and then jumps backwards. Torak charges at him but Latino lunges forward. He stays low and nails Torak with the steel pipe targeting him directly in the stomach. The big man moves back taken aback by the attack and Latino then swings the pipe at his enemy’s face. Torak blocks it and grabs Latino by his arm. He then starts swinging him around 360 degrees. Once Torak gains enough momentum he releases and Latino runs straight into a shopping cart full of cans. It tips over and the cans spread all over the sidewalk. Torak comes over and he grabs Latino by the neck. He lifts up Latino and squeezes it as Latino is stood up. The Latin superstar starts kicking and grabbing onto Torak’s arm. He finally puts both legs on Torak’s stomach and then pushes back. He then lifts his legs up and wraps them around Torak’s neck. Latino starts squeezing his legs as he applies a chokehold on Torak. Both men are applying as much pressure as they can now in the middle of the sidewalk. After a few seconds pass, Torak releases the hold and Latino tries to go for a hurricanrana, but the monster does not allow it. He grabs Latino’s ankles and lifts him up at a very high angle. Torak holds him up briefly and then powerbombs Latino right onto the shopping cart. Latino arches his back as it hits some not so comfortable spots. Torak grabs the cart and flips the cart over, forcing Latino up into the air and to land face first on the sidewalk. He then lifts the cart up and slams it down on Latino’s back as it rakes against the flesh.

Sirens are now heard in the distant and Torak looks towards the directly. His eyes widen a bit and he grabs Latino by the hair. Now pulling him up he sees a car just a few feet away. He starts dragging Latino and the Hispanic superstar is still feeling the pain from that powerbomb. The sirens are still heard and Torak starts rushing even more. He then reaches the car and tries to slam Latino’s head against the window. Latino puts his foot on the door stopping Torak’s push and then elbows him in the side of the face. He does so again and again as he is now desperately trying to get away. He too hears the sirens and suddenly gets thoughts of a swarm of cops and himself…a minority. He now throws a myriad of elbow jabs one after another all hitting Torak in the right temple. He finally releases the hold and Latino climbs on top of the car’s trunk. He kicks Torak in the face and he stumbles back a few steps. Latino now climbs up to the top of the car and as he looks down at Torak the sirens can be heard getting closer. Latino then jumps forward with the Last Night’s Hangover. He nails Torak right on the nose and both men fall onto the unforgiving cement. Torak is the first to hit the ground and of course Latino is right behind him. The two lay on the cement motionless as the sirens are still heard. The duo have already seemed to cause too much destruction on their path as everyone can hear. Latino starts to move a bit but Torak seems to be forcing himself back up. As he stands up, Latino is moving towards the car. Torak reaches for Latino, but he grabs Torak’s arm and then kicks his ankle. As Torak falls forward, Latino pulls him even more towards him. He then slams his head against the car door and leaves a very large imprint on it. Latino rolls to the side as Torak grabs his head in pain and slowly stands up.

Latino throws punch and then another as he tries for a DDT on the cement, but it’s a no go as Torak does not go down. He grabs Latino around the waist and lifts him and then steps forward. Torak slams Latino into side of the car causing glass to shatter. He then releases the hold and Latino slides onto his feet still leaning against the car. Torak throws a punch but Latino ducks and kicks Torak in the face. He kicks him again once more in the face and then shifts to the side trying to frees himself from being backed into a corner. Torak follows him and both men are inching closer to the actual street. Cars are passing by and sirens are getting very close. Latino has his guards up fully now as Torak tries to grab him first by the arm and then by the leg. Latino jumps back and is now in the middle of the street. Suddenly a loud car horn is heard and Latino looks to the right as car just about misses him. He covers himself expecting to get hit by it but then looks around thankful that he just missed it. Torak then tries to attack while Latino is not paying attention but a car swerves just by him as well. He stops just in the nick of time as it speeds by and now both men look at one another and then around the road unsure as to what to do. Latino then makes the first move and leaps at Torak. Torak pounces forward and both men collide somewhere in the middle. The two are grappling for the control as cars swerve past them trying not to crash into either of the two competitors, and of course not damage their cars. Torak whips Latino to the side and he nearly is hit again by a car that speeds on down the road. Torak waits a few seconds and then charges forward. He meets Latino with a knee to the stomach and Latino practically loses his breath. As Latino is lifted up, He drives his elbow into Torak’s back and the grabs him by head. He falls back and as he drives him headfirst into the road, Torak slams Latino down with a spinebuster. Both men feel the impact hard in different areas. As they lay in the middle of the road one car swerves to the left and another swerves to the right. They both come in the middle of the road and before they can move they crash right in the middle of the street. Another car nearly comes directly at the two but comes to a screeching halt. The car behind it slams into it and flips over. It goes up into the air and then slams down onto the hood of the car that it just crashed into.

The sirens can now be heard fully as the police cars swerve around the wreckage. They stop with a loud screech just a few feet away from both Latino and Torak. The Police come out of the car and pull their guns as two of them approach with caution. The shot slowly zooms outs and it fades to black as the show must once again continue…..

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Watch it buddy. (Credit: XS3/Logan)

Just as we cut back from the previous match, we see XS3 walking down the hall with a duffel bag slung over his shoulder. He wears a leather jacket, torn up jeans, sneakers and a bandana that is tied into his hair. Also on his head are sunglasses. He walks along the way, smiling over his victory earlier in the night. Suddenly, without warning, he inadvertantly 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."

Logan: "Why don't you watch where you're going? I just had a ladder match and I'm already beat up."

XS3: "Geez, sorry, it was an accident."

Logan looks at XS3 with pure disgust on his face as he continues on.

Logan: "Looking at you, I'd say you don't belong here in ACW. Why don't you go ask the boss to fire you already so we can get it out of the way?"

XS3: "Excuse me? I've been here longer than you have. I'm destined for greatness judging by some of the matches I've put on here. I've been at the top of my game ever since I got here and I don't intend on losing any momentum."

Logan rolls his eyes at the comments then shakes his head softly, chuckling to what XS3 has said.

Logan: "Whatever, all I can say is get in my way again and I will hurt you. Now, if you don't mind, I've got to rest from my match tonight."

And with that, Logan budges past XS3 and heads back to his locker room. XS3 has a quiet glare on his face but decides not to start something so he heads off to his hotel room for now.

End segment.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Plus ca change… (Credit: Rose/AK)

The next scene begins in one of the ACW corridors. Alicia comes into shot, she is walking reasonably quickly but has a faraway expression on her face. It’s therefore not totally surprising when she rounds a corner and ploughs straight into someone coming the other way. Fortunately the collision is reasonably gentle, though that doesn’t stop Alicia feeling a little silly.

AK: Oh! I’m sorry, that was entirely my fault.

She looks to see who was on the receiving end of her lack of concentration, and finds Jack Conner in front of her. He smiles, dusts himself down a bit and touches the cowboy hat which is his trademark.

Jack: Oh, don’t worry yourself about it one bit. I’m still thick as an ox, even at my age. A little accident like this ain’t gonna hurt me one bit.

Alicia smiles back; it occurs to her that this is the first time she’s had a chance to speak to ACW’s mildly enigmatic recent signing.

AK: This might sound a bit odd, but we’ve never really, well, met one another yet, have we? So I guess I should introduce myself properly… I’m Alicia Laureano. I heard what you said in your interview a little way back, that was really very flattering and kind, so first of all, thank you.

The pair shake hands; Jack seems a little surprised.

Jack: Jack Conner, pleased to meet you… so that’s for real, you and the Hispanic gentleman…

AK: Yes, we are married. Almost a year ago now.

Jack nods, thoughtfully.

Jack: Sorry if that came over strange… It’s just I ain’t ever known that many people in this business who end up like you two…

AK: It’s fine, it has its pleasures and its challenges… we don’t suffer from the separation issues that dog most partnerships, and when times are rough we can relate to what the other person’s going through. Some days, though…

She tails off, her mind drifting back to thoughts of what might be happening out on the streets at this moment in time, and suppresses a slight shudder of nervousness. Jack puts a hand on her shoulder.

Jack: It’s all right, it must be tough at times like these.

His own gaze seems to wander, as if he’s perhaps reflecting on all the times he wondered about his own family whilst separated. If Alicia notices this, or is drawn to think about the increasingly mysterious situation between Jack and the One eyed man, she keeps it to herself; some things should be left private. She just looks up and smiles with gratitude.

AK: Thank you… Listen, I think that I ought to go and start getting ready for my match. I believe there’s a chance we may see one another again later this evening…

Jack: Mmhmm. I reckon you might be right.

Jack’s comment confirms Alicia’s hunch that he is one of the people on Ginger’s list, and she smiles again; she’s wanted to see what Conner can really do in the ring since he first showed up in ACW.

Jack: You know, it’s been a real long time since I’ve had an opportunity to climb to the top of the mountain. It was always a dream of mine to become a world champion, but more important things came up… It took a damn tragedy to make me realize that I needed to be with my family more than I needed to win a world title. So, I never took that chance…and a part of me has regretted it ever since. I don’t regret choosing my family over the business, not for one second. I reckon I just always wondered if I was really good enough…

He pauses for just a second to take in just how things have come full circle. Then, he gives AK a slightly grim chuckle.

Jack: Heh, I reckon I got nearly the same choices now I had back then. The more things change…

AK: That’s fascinating… well, in that case I think we both have things to attend to, but I’d love to talk to you again when we have more time. You’re the first person I’ve met who comes directly from a wrestling family…

Jack: Is that a fact? You got some wrestling blood, then?

Alicia nods, and gives a slightly sad smile.

AK: Yes… my father, or at least that’s what I’ve been led to believe. I never knew him and I have almost no information, what little there was would have been taken by-

She stops herself; again, certain things are best kept private. Or at least saved for a more suitable occasion.

AK: Oh, but look, I’m wittering on about nothing. I’ll let you go… see you later.

Jack does not respond, but simply inclines his head a little, and watches as Alicia heads off. Then he adjusts his hat and walks in the other direction, toward his locker room.

Fade out.