Emperor of the Ring 2006

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: "It Figures" (Credit: Rattlesnake)

Rattlesnake sits in the Senatorial Stable locker room, contemplating what happened over the last week.

Everything was going fine for him. He was the International Champion and coming off a successful title defense. Then his world got turned upside-down for the most part. In an impromptu title match, he loses the one thing he treasured since joining ACW. There was a ray of sunshine however when he beat Kudo Yasuda in the ring to advance to the finals of the Emperor of the Ring Tournament. But when he tried to "rationalize" the events of the last Meltdown, he was removed from the arena.

Rattlesnake: It figures. Ginger sets me up and then knocks me down. My title was stolen from me and yet, I really don't give a shit. The only thing that matters in ACW is the World Championship anyways.

Everyone wants to be the World Champion, but only the elite can ever become the World Champion. This was something Rattlesnake knows he can accomplish. He could say that, in his career, he is a 4-time World Champion. He's been at the top of the mountain and no matter where he goes, he has the potential to get back up there. That's his quest in ACW...to climb to the top. That quest continues tonight as he goes into the Emperor of the Ring finals.

Rattlesnake: But that's not what tonight is about. Tonight is the night where two ACW wrestlers attempt to reach the next level in their careers. A month long tournament comes to an end tonight and the winner of the final match becomes the official 2006 Emperor of the Ring and earns a shot at any title they want. I'll go ahead and tell you what I plan to do with the title shot. That World Championship...it needs to be around the waist of someone of better. That someone is obviously me. Seeing as other people are waiting in line for a title shot against the World Champion, I'll use it when I feel like it since it's good for a year.

Rattlesnake thinks about the Emperor of the Ring Tournament overall though.

Rattlesnake: But wait...what about the curse? You know...the curse that seems to lie with the winner of each Emperor of the Ring Tournament. It's bullshit. Everyone is just trying to come up with some cheap, meaningless excuse to cover up the one true simple fact. The other two winner of the Emperor of the Ring Tournament...they just aren't important enough to even remember. They won the tournament...big deal. Where are they now? Probably living in the gutter with the rest of the trash, scum, and feces that exists in the world. But when I win this tournament, this so-called "curse" will go away and from it a new World Champion will be crowned.

Rattlesnake knew that he was getting ahead of himself just slightly. But when he looked at who he was facing, all thoughts of getting aheahd of himself went right out the window.

Rattlesnake: In order for me to be crowned your new emperor, I have to go through Alexander Starkweather. All I can say is...who? I'm facing a nobody in the finals. So what if he beat the hell out of a woman. Who gives a shit if he beat the International Champion? Certainly not me. What does matter is that his chance of winning the tournament has now come to an end.

His cockiness just seemed to know no bounds. And yet, for this one point in time, he didn't really care. No matter what, he was going to find himself as the World Champion. One way he could do it is this way...

Rattlesnake: Let's face facts for a second here Starky. You're going head to head with the Vision of Greatness tonight. It doesn't matter what you do in the ring, it'll be all for naught, nothing, zip, nada, zero, game over man...you lose. To pull a quote from a movie, "In what world do you think you could ever beat me? Such a place does not exist." That all said, I'll go on with my awarded title shot and capture the World Championship. Because let's face it, that's just how good I really am.

Pulling that quote from "A Knight's Tale," and possibly screwing it up, probably wasn't one of his brighter ideas. However, it couldn't be more true. But let's not forget that upsets can happen. The other way is this...

Rattlesnake: But let's not stray from the fact that strange things do happen. How strange? Strange like an upset. No matter how much I'm favored to win, there's always a slim to nil chance that could have the other person win. Now while I am completely against this thought, I know it does exist. Should you win Starky, not only will it be a complete fluke, it means that you get the title shot. But for me, I'll still show everyone just how good I am, make a challenge, and win the World Championship.

A proclamation like that couldn't have sounded any better to him. Both cases are true. If he wins or loses, he'll still find himself with the World Championship eventually. One is a quicker way to it, the other isn't as quick. Rattlesnake knows this and would prefer to go with the quick way. The quest for the quick way ends tonight. The question is will Rattlesnake be able to take it or not.

Rattlesnake stands up and paces around the locker room, thinking of what he can do tonight as the scene fades out.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: It Ends Tonight (Credit: Hitman)

Our scene then shifts into the locker room of Hitman of the Gods, who is lacing up his boots. He pauses and looks at the camera.

Hitman: "You know what, AK? I'd normally use this time for another 'I'm gonna squash you' segment. But tonight it's not about that. I may have some people against me tonight in London but that's fine. It's only fair since you're the hometown heroine."

Hitman reaches over and grabs a bottle of water, taking a swig of it.

Hitman: "And tonight, I say… fuck all this height and weight comparison. Fuck who's got whose number. No, as far as I'm concerned, tonight isn't even about that. Tonight is about who's going to go into the ring and walk out with their head held high."

Hitman finishes lacing his boots and lets out a chuckle.

Hitman: "So, you think you know the Hitman? Well, you don't know what I've got in store tonight."

As soon as Hitman says his piece, Serenity enters the locker room with a big smile on her face. Hitman stands up from the bench and lifts her up with a gentle bearhug.

Serenity: "Ready baby?"

Hitman: "Absolutely, it's time to go get some vengeance."

Hitman sets Serenity down on the ground and takes her hand in his. They begin to walk out of their locker room when…

Serenity: "Hey, do you remember that Jack of Heartz guy?"

Hitman slowly nods.

Serenity: "Do you know whatever happened to him?"

Hitman: "I cut his head off."

Serenity gasps.

Hitman: "Er, no, wait, he was so scared of me, he cut it off out of fear."

Serenity giggles quietly then Hitman and her quietly leave the locker room together, ready to take on whatever AK has planned for them.

End segment.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 9: Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune vs. Hitman of the Gods

Things are just about settling back down fully after the shock of Fallout’s invasion, and the crowd is now waiting eagerly to see a much anticipated matchup between a local favourite and a world-wide crowd pleaser. Philip comes to the ring and pauses to let the general hubbub die back a bit.

Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen, our next match is an intergender singles match, set for one fall. Introducing first, from the New Masterpiece and being accompanied by Serenity…. The HEEEEETMAAN of the Gods!

”American Witch” by Rob Zombie starts up as the arena is darkened; the crowd starts to cheer even before Hitman comes out, and the response is spectacular when he does appear with Serenity by his side. He smiles, pleased at the response of the fans, and walks to the ring at a steady pace so that people can get their photographs and such. Upon entering the ring he draws a slight collective gasp from the fans, who are awed by his size – it’s far more impressive seen at first hand than on tape, after all.

There is a slight pause for things to calm down, and then to many peoples’ surprise a new track hits the speakers – Paul Oakenfolds’ “Faster Kill Pussycat”. Even so, the crowd needs no cue on this one, and kicks Kayfabe largely to the curb with their chants, banners and cheering.

Philip: Aaaaand his opponent, from London-

Enormous cheap pop…

Philip:…England, she is a member of the Upper Echelon… Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune!

AK comes out, the lights reflecting on her silver fox ears, and smiles at the barmy army of nutters assembled before her. She takes her time getting to the ring, and upon reaching the ringside area the camera follows her as she walks around and reveals that both her mother and sister are here with ringside seats. After giving them the thumbs up, she walks up the steps on the far side and enters the ring.

The referee sorts out the bits and pieces of apparel that aren’t needed and prepares for the match; a ringside camera mic mistakenly picks up a snatch of conversation from AK’s relations as this is happening…

AK’s Mum: I’m not sure I like the idea of this, that man is so much larger than Alicia is…

Nicky: Don’t worry mum, they’re both professionals. It’s meant to look nasty, but she’ll be fine.

AK’s Mum: Well I still don’t like it. Big men attacking women and smaller men? It all seems so unfair, these programmes have a young audience. They should set a good example.

Nicky: Don’t take it so seriously, mum, that’s what all those “don’t try this at home” videos are for. Shhh, it’s about to start…

She’s not wrong, you know. The referee calls for the bell.

Bell Rings.

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AK begins to pace around the ring; Hitman stays still, turning so as to keep his eyes on her but otherwise maintaining his ground. AK frowns slightly; she knows that without momentum that she can turn to her advantage, she’s going to have a hard time taking Hitman on, and he knows that all too well. The crowd wants to see some action, so AK has to bite the bullet and get on with it; she abruptly changes direction and nips in toward Hitman, striking him with a swift kick to the side. Hitman grunts slightly and sways, but remains rooted to the spot; AK continues to move and by this time is on the other side of him. She strikes a second time, but Hitman anticipates it and jumps out of the way, allowing him to hit AK with a swinging forearm that acts more like a lariat. AK staggers, and Hitman coolly moves forward, picks her up and delivers a massive powerslam.

Serenity applauds, and the crowd pops too; after all, AK’s got herself into this particular situation, and despite being in her hometown the crowd’s not adverse to seeing her receive some just desserts for her actions in recent weeks. AK grimaces, but she’s taken far harder impacts and is up on her feet again with impressive speed; Hitman is caught out and AK clips one of his knees, forcing him to drop to a level where she can use her running headscissors to flip him fully to the mat. The crowd cheers again, and AK keeps the headscissors on to apply a choke; Hitman is stuck for a few seconds, but has such raw strength that he is able to prise her off without excessive difficulty. They part, and get up as fast as their legs will allow; finding himself close to the ropes Hitman takes a chance and goes for a running big boot, which pays off handsomely as AK doesn’t see it coming. She smashes into the mat, and Hitman quickly covers, getting himself a 2 count to open his “account” in this match.

Rubbing her head, AK senses that she has to prove she’s got the smarts to keep herself not only in this contest, but with a good chance of winning it, too. Her realization of just what a disadvantage she’s at leads her to think laterally, and as Hitman moves forward and throws a punch AK ducks under it and smirks as she pinches her opponent on the rear. Hitman spins around, looking noticeably annoyed by this lack of respect, and comes after AK as she backs off; AK faces him down and gambles, ducking and sticking a leg out at the last second so that Hitman trips and falls toward the corner, striking his forehead on the middle turnbuckle corner. The pad prevents there from being any serious damage, but it places Hitman in a compromised position and AK goes to work, kicking him in the small of the back and sneaking in an upward kick to the groin of her sprawled opponent when the referee’s view is compromised. Serenity sees it, though, and gets on the apron to alert the referee; spotting her, AK runs alongside the ropes and knocks Serenity off the apron with an extended arm, drawing a few boos from the fans. Hitman is getting himself back on his feet; he doesn’t see the actual hit, but he hears Serenity strike the mats and leans over the ropes to see if she’s ok. At the next corner along, AK readies herself and then gets up on the turnbuckle before running along the rope and jumping on to Hitman’s shoulders, locking her legs tight around his neck and the top rope, and starting to hammer at his head with her fists.

The crowd cheers with surprise at this novel rope choke; the referee counts to 5 as Hitman struggles, and then has to warn AK before she “dismounts” with a neat backward flip off of her opponent’s shoulders, kicking him in the back of the head as she goes. Hitman looks dazed, and AK struts a little, taunting both Hitman and Serenity; Hitman looks pretty riled, but Serenity just calls reassuringly to him and prevents her partner from making a rash move. Hitman pulls himself up to his full height, and beckons AK with a wagged finger; the crowd laughs and cheers, and a decent “HIT-MAN! HIT-MAN!” chant gets off the ground. A competing one starts up for AK too, and soon the whole thing degenerates into just general cheering; AK cricks her neck, and then stomps purposefully up to Hitman and stares at him – the height difference also making this scene amusing. Hitman just looks down at her and taps his chest, as if saying “Take your best shot” – AK flexes her fingers together, measures the distance to the target, and then takes as big a swinging punch as she can. It certainly doesn’t lack velocity, but it’s basically like punching concrete, and she staggers back waving her hand around wildly and mouthing swearwords, causing the crowd to burst out laughing again. Hitman rolls his eyes, and then waits for AK to turn around before balling his own fist, pointing to it with his other hand, and nearly punching his opponent out on the spot.

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The crowd is surprised by the fierceness of this; AK drops to her knees looking badly dazed; AK wobbles and Hitman walks up to her to deliver another crushing move, whereupon AK punches him a second time, but in a far more effective manner. Clutching his family jewels, Hitman stumbles backward; still dizzy, AK scrambles up and takes advantage of the fact that Hitman is off-balance to throw herself into the ropes and rebound into a spear. It’s risky, but the move comes off and AK brings him down; she hurries to make the pin, 1…2- and Hitman kicks away. At once AK gets up and moves back; the crowd boos her somewhat for her underhand tactics, and AK looks a bit uncomfortable – but she shrugs it off, the threat that Hitman poses acting as strong justification in her mind.

Hitman gets to his feet; he knows that the longer the match lasts, the more his size and weight will put him at a disadvantage. He also knows that despite AK being exceptionally tough for a wrestler of her size, there’s a narrow limit to the number of big hits she can take, and with this in mind he tries to get closer, making AK back away and waiting for her to make an error or lose patience. The stalemate persists for about 20 to 25 seconds, and then suddenly AK makes her move; she runs straight at Hitman who is close to the ropes, and he readies himself to make full use of the chance that’s apparently being offered to him on a silver platter. AK charges in… and with great agility leapfrogs over Hitman, getting excellent height that carries her all the way to the ropes themselves. The crowd is amazed as she springboards a second time into a corkscrew moonsault… and hits the unsuspecting Serenity on the outside.

Hitman turns around to find to his chagrin that Serenity is down; AK nips back up, and gives Serenity a glance that has Hitman sliding out of the ring faster than a greased stoat. (Yes. A stoat. A really big one, ok?) Hitman does his best “angry looming behemoth” impression, and AK looks nervous; she tries to back away, but Hitman has her cornered. The crowd gets excited, sure this will lead to something good, but Hitman’s concentration is broken by a cross voice in his ear.

??: How DARE you, young man! You should be thoroughly ashamed of yourself!

Hitman is taken aback by being heckled by a mature woman who doesn’t fit the usual ACW demographic, and even more so when she gives him a whack on the head with her handbag, which the crowd decides to give a pop all of its own. AK bites her lip and tries to wave her arms, but her mother’s having none of it.

AK’s mum: What would your parents say? You people are role models!

Just as Hitman’s beginning to wonder if AK’s mother is an undercover operative for Fallout, Nicky reappears from a quick trip to grab a soda and discovers what’s going on. She whispers something in her mother’s ear, and the lady calms down.

AK’s mum: Oh, I see… very well, do carry on. Just do try to be gentle, won’t you?

Hitman looks at AK as the other two women sit back down, and nods as if understanding some profound truth.

Hitman: You know, that explains a lot.

AK: Verrry funny, big guy.

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Hitman goes for a boot against the railings, but AK ducks underneath him to escape, and the match is back underway as Serenity regains consciousness. The referee on the inside of the ring is counting to 10; he gets to about 8 when Hitman manages to pull off the Firey Encircle (a bearhug into a sit-down powerbomb). The fans cheer and Hitman rolls back into the ring, AK is down and her chances of making the count are slim… but Hitman feels that if he were to get the win this way, it would forever be seen as a cheap victory. He rolls himself back out of the ring on the cusp of 10 to restart the count, to a loud cheer from the fans who are very keen to see this match continue.

AK gets herself up as Hitman approaches; she realizes that she almost lost the match there and then, and a fierce vein of pride inside her is punctured. She is aware of all the eyes in the arena being on her, and the thought of being so comprehensively outgunned is not one she wants to simply accept. As Hitman comes forward, she takes up a fighting stance, and jumps to one side as Hitman makes a grab for her. She turns, grabs his extended arm and performs an armwrench/mule kick combo that makes the big man reel, and with Hitman stunned she is able to get up on to the apron and go for her Dragonrana. The crowd goes wild, AK flies through the air – and at the last moment Hitman counters it into a chokebomb and the fans roar at the stunning turnaround. Rising, Hitman decides to put AK away once and for all with the Silver Bullet – he lifts her up, but AK bucks free and drops down behind him, backing off. Hitman rushes after her, and without warning AK stops and with all her strength grabs Hitman’s arm and spins the bottle to send him careering into the outside ring post. Hitman slams into it, and Serenity gasps and cries out as he crumbles; the ref’s count is back at 8, and now AK finds the previous situation reversed. She re-enters the ring and watches, 9 and Hitman’s barely moving…

Somewhere inside AK has a feeling that she may regret her decision, but she slides out of the ring just before the 10 and the referee looks slightly peeved at having to count a third time. With Hitman still badly stunned, Serenity bravely stands in front of him; AK knows that she could garner a big advantage by taking her out, but instead she simply goes back to the ring and leans on the ropes, waiting to see if Hitman can continue. Being a resilient type, Hitman recovers well; he reassures Serenity, and then gets back into the ring allowing the referee to at last stop counting.

There’s no standoff; both these superstars badly want to win the match, and as soon as Hitman is through the ropes AK moves in and lashes him with a string of kicks. Hitman fights back with strong forearm blows, and both competitors take damage before parting to reconsider their position. For a good three or four minutes, there’s little to separate them; Hitman produces a massive gutwrench powerbomb, while AK is able to perform a crowd-pleasing Liger Bomb when Hitman misses with a running attack and ends up in a corner. This, however, turns out to be a double edged sword, for Hitman clears his head and grabs AK, twisting around and slamming her into the corner before pointing to his feet. The crowd cheers loudly as Hitman gets out the squashing boots, the third and final big stomp driving all the air out of AK’s lungs.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

The crowd’s excitement is building to a peak, and Hitman signals for the Silver Bullet a second time as he picks AK up from the corner. AK fights against it; Hitman has a job finishing the move, but he manages it and makes the pin, 1…2…- AK kicks at the last moment and the crowd pops, Hitman is genuinely surprised by this and even more so as AK nips back to her feet and without blinking strikes him with the EMP. Hitman keels over, and AK drops to pin, 1…2…- Hitman rolls his shoulder up, and AK sighs and shakes her head, not at all sure how she can ever get that three count. Looking at the ropes, she considers her options, and gets back on her feet; Hitman is just a little way behind her, and as he tries to grab her again AK trips him up and uses the ropes to hit a springboard leg drop to the back of his head. She pins… and gets her feet to the ropes for illegal leverage; the crowd boos, not wanting the match to end in such a fashion, but the ref is too busy counting to see it, 1……2…..-

-but AK’s feet slip and Hitman kicks out… AK is stunned, until she realizes that she was dislodged by Serenity, who saw her attempt to cheat. The second or so that it takes her to work this out is crucial, for Hitman is up, and he closes in on her before she is aware of the fact. The fans go bananas as Hitman elevates her just as high as he can… and then executes the Zeus’s Anger (F5 Facebuster) with every ounce of his incredible strength. It’s doubtful whether anyone on ACW’s or any other fed’s roster could retain consciousness after such an impact, and AK is well and truly out of it as Hitman makes the pin. The referee counts, 1……2……3, and the bell rings.

Philip: Here is your winner…. THE HITMAN OF THE GODS!

The fans whoop and cheer for the result; Hitman gets up, looking more tired than many people would have expected, and embraces Serenity as she comes into the ring to congratulate him. This win clearly means a lot, and Hitman holds an arm up with a big smile on his face, having proven that he’s more than just a powerhouse; he’s the complete package.

AK comes around after a few moments; everything aches with the sting of defeat, and she is downcast as she slides out of the ring. Did she lose because she attempted to win unfairly and messed up? Or would she have been defeated far sooner without daring to exploit all the options against her foe?

Seeing her family, AK walks over to them and manages a smile and a shrug.

AK: Not my day today, guys. I’m sorry I let you down.

Her mother regards her, and then holds out her arms; AK leans forward for the hug and, well, it’s all rather touching and lovely. Sometimes, you just need someone who values you whatever you are…

The crowd bungs Kayfabe into the back seat again and cheers itself silly as AK makes her way to the back. Hitman watches, and rubs a spot on the back of his head

Hitman: You know what, Serenity?

Serenity: What?

Hitman:… I’m not scared of AK, but I am scared of her mom.

Serenity laughs, and the pair of them finish their celebrations as the show cuts to a break…

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Segment: The Return of The Coz (Credit: BK)

As the segment opens up, a shot of BK London's face can immediately be seen and he looks concentrated on the things tonight. He sits with his arms folded, placed on the back of the chair while his chin is gently rested on the folded arms. A thousand things could be running through his mind at this moment, but only one real thing stands out - only one real thing shines more brightly than the others and that's the chance to hold the ACW Championship for the second time.

??: BEEKAY! BK!

The trance that BK was once in shatters instantly and he picks his head up, searching around frantically for who spoke his name out. He sees no one, and goes back to his intense state of mind until he is interrupted again.

??: BOY! YOU BETTER LOOK BEHIND YOU!

And in the blink of an eye BK's turns his body around and there in the mirror, once again is actor, comedian, activist, Bill Cosby is right there in the mirror and he recieves a huge pop from the people in London tonight.

BK: Oh god...

Cosby: Yes, I'm back, I'm not a one hit wonder kiddo - I've always to to come back for the encore.

BK: Come on Mr. Cosby, I've got to prepare for my match tonight.

Cosby: Oh, so that's how it is. You know, just a month ago I remember somebody who was down on his luck - and I managed to bring him up. I brought his self esteem back up, and before you knew it he was back on his feet and TONIGHT, he is here competing for the World Championship.

BK: Well...I guess I have you to thank. But that doesn't change the fact that I need to focus for tonight.

Cosby: Relaax man, mellow out. You've made it, you've been through all the trouble, just let loose before the match and you'll be ready for it. You know, right before a big surgery down the hospital and right before a big case with Clair..

BK: - Oh god.

Cosby: ...we'd settle down in the living room and turn on the radio to some nice jazz - nice jazz - and she'd start moving towards me and I'd start moving towards her -

BK: - She's not even your real wife!

Cosby: THAT'S NOT THE POINT! That's what's wrong with you kids today, never listening. Always jumping to conclusions, and then your mad when something bad happens to you. Now back to the story, we'd start dancing and we'd go into the fridge and get a nice can of New Coke - you people are too old to remember new Coke - but we'd start drinking that and before you knew it...we we're all ready for what we had to do. Now you try it.

BK: No, I'm not going to -

Cosby: TRY IT!

BK: I don't even have a radio.

Cobsy: ...*begins scatting*...

BK looks at Cosby in the mirror and Cosby stares right back at him and now BK's foot begins to tap. He starts moving to the rhythm of Cosby's scatting and suddenly Jake Cheng enters the room, right before his match tonight.[/u]

Jake: I just came back for my...

BK stops mid twist and Cosby wastes no time exiting the scene. Jake looks at BK, BK looks at Jake - the awkward moment is shared and Jake steps right back out of the room. No questions asked.

BK: See what you did?

Cosby: What I did? Your the one dancing like the fool.

Fade Out.

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Segment: Burning Bridges to Make for Longer Leaps of Faith (Credit: Wyvern)

As the night wanes on, the feed cuts to what looks like an area outside the arena, where Sean Nichols and Biff Taylor are standing after Biff and the Fallout crew were forcibly ejected from the building. They are both in good spirits, discussing with each other various things.

Sean: And that’s how it happened. We were the first ever IWC Light-heavyweight Tag Team Champions.

Biff: Impressive, I must say! You know, I really think your talents have been wasted on Warfare and Meltdown, and with you coming back to Fallout, I’m sure that you’ll find your niche amongst the cream of the crop.

Sean: You needn’t say a word. I know, I know, I know…I’m Sean Nichols, the 24/7 highlight reel, the main event, the money maker!

Biff chuckles at this, as he slaps Nichols on the back in a jovial manner.

Biff: With that type of attitude, you’re going to go far on Fallout. I’m elated that your provisional contract is up, as now we’re going to see what your uncapped potential is.

Sean: One quick thing.

Biff: Yeah?

Sean: You might want to create a title, just for me. Y’know, because otherwise I’m going to be committing a felony. You know, with the show-stealing and all.

The two share a pause, before they both bust out laughing.

Biff: Like I said, that’s the spirit! I cannot wait to see what you can do, without that washed-up, has be—

?: Without me?

Biff and Sean swing around, to see Wyvern waiting right behind them. Judging by Wyvern’s stature, he’s been behind them for awhile, and has been waiting for the right moment to jump in. Sean fights back a quick gulp, before putting on his cocky game face, as Biff looks rather displeased by Wyvern’s intrusion.

Biff: Well, well…it appears our “seasoned veteran” has decided to grace us with his appearance here tonight. So tell me, does the ACW Power 15 give grace points for appearances or do you have something relevant to bring to the table?

Sean and Biff laugh amongst themselves, but Wyvern doesn’t move or flinch at all.

Biff: What, what’s the matter? Are you too much of an “enigma” to retort? Do you place yourself on a higher level?

Sean: Yeah, did you really think that we’d be scared of your presence here?

Biff and Sean turn away, laughing at the veteran. In passing, Sean takes a crumpled soda can and whips it behind him, aiming for Wyvern. Little does he know, Wyvern catches it with remarkable reflexes. Wyvern squeezes the can a little more to make sound, to elicit a response of surprise from the duo, who apparently underestimated him.

Wyvern: Childish, simply childish. Nichols, have you ever thought to yourself why I teamed up with you in the first place?

Sean and Biff turn around.

Wyvern: I had made the assumption, by witnessing your works outside of the ACW, that you might have been able to bring something great to the table.

Sean: And what about you? I’m sure you’ve been chomping at the bit to gain vindication over Yoko Satoshi since you blew your chance on the biggest night of your life. You used me.

Wyvern: You’re right, I did.

Biff: Geez Wyvern, for being a man of dignity, you sure are hypocri—

Wyvern: But I was wrong.

Biff & Sean: What?

Wyvern: Sean, ever since you came into the ACW, you’ve been a perpetual thorn in my side, and to exacerbate things, you were my ally. I dragged my feet around, in hopes of being able to carry the two of us to great things, but you proved unreliable. And during all this time, I’ve been plagued by indecisiveness and an overly spontaneous nature.

Sean: And your point is?

Wyvern: You’re to blame. You, with your stance on everything, is the very epitome of what is wrong with the ACW AND FALLOUT. You think everything is meant to be for you to take control of, that everything awaited you and ONLY you. I still remember when we faced Latino and BK. You never tagged in, thinking that you could manhandle the competition. But…you failed. Thus, you swept that aside. And with every other set back, you swept it aside. However, the time for your realization, your moment of truth, is before you.

Sean: Biff, what’s he rambling on about? You didn’t give him your copy of the Ultimate Warrior DVD, did—

Wyvern: Enough! I’ve had my fill of your pretentious nature, and I’m ready to face my own personal demons. I’m going to exorcise them, along with humbling you to the point of retreat. Name the time, place, date, whatever. I hereby challenge you to a match, a match of your choosing. And with this, I’ll give you incentive. That incentive will be that the winner of the match will decide my fate. If you win, I’ll comply with the terms of the arrangement, and serve the remainder of my contract on Fallout. However, if I win, I’m taking the victory as it is. So, it’s a win-win situation for you guys, I’ve got nothing left to lose. So…what do you say?

Biff and Sean look at each other, and laugh.

Sean: You’re on!

Wyvern: Great. I’ll be looking forward to the other details of this match. Let me know when you can comprehend the stipulations yourself.

With that, Wyvern turns around and leaves the area. Sean and Biff laugh and gloat about the turn of events, but one can’t be too certain that this is all in favor of Sean and Biff, as Wyvern appears to be a rekindled flame.

End Segment.

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Match 10: ACW International Title Match
Macho Man RDK vs. TBA (Credit: RDK)

Will appear here once I receive it; apologies for the delay.

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*reserved for RDK match*

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*reserved for RDK wall of brightly colored text*

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Flashback Segment #16 (Credit: Jake and BK)

Three Months Later
Tropical Beach

The scene opens up on a tropical beach somewhere out in the beautiful scenery of the Bahamas. Behind the beach is a beach villa house thing, but that is also unimportant. What is important is Jake and Jame relaxing on the beach.

Jake: Now THIS is the life.

Jame: Yeah and all thanks to your World Champion bonus. 28 days and not one match, or even an appearance. Hell - they paid you for absolutely nothing. Now that's what reigns are all about.

Jake: I rather defend my title than be locked in a broom closet for 30 days. I mean who locks someone in a broom closet?

Jame: Who allows themselves to be locked in a Broom Closest?

Jake: .......

Jame: Obviously that guy wasn’t to smart. Didn’t he say he was a scientist too?

Jake: Yeah. And a wannabe ninja.

Jame: Wannabe?

Jake: Yup, he wasn’t Asian enough to be a real ninja.

Jame: **Rolls eyes** No matter. Between your bonus and the matches I wrestled, we’ll be here a good week. Then back to unemployment.

Just then, a man carries out a phone on a platter to the superstars.

Butler: For you Master London.

Jame: Where's that cord coming from?

Butler: Who knows sir...

Jame: Who's on the phone?

Butler: Sir Gingerdude.

Without hesitation, Jame presses the speakerphone button

Jame: Hello?

Gingerdude: Hello. My name is Jonathan Gingerdude, former superstar of GFWWE -

Jame: Really? What brand were you on? I didn't hear about you too much in the back.

Ginger: I was used as a jobber, but that's not important and I am forming a new wrestling federation - I’ve seen some of your work, Mr. London, at GFWWE. I've seen your heart and persistance and I admire it - which is why I want to offer you a contract to join GFWCW.

Jame: I am being offered a contract by a jobber, eh, stranger things have happened. I accept. Oh, but one thing - Do you have another spot open because my friend is looking...

Gingerdude: Actually, I don’t. Sorry. But I'm sure eventually something will turn up though.

Jame: Alright, thank you.

Gingerdude: Good bye

The man hangs up and the butler walks away.

Jame: Well...

Jake: Don’t worry about it. This gives me time to train. You’ll need this to catch up to me.

Girls: Hey boys!

Jame and Jake look out into the water to see two girls waving to them to come in. Without hesitation they both sprint into the water. Have fun while you can because the next two years plus will be filled with victories and defeats. Just Jame will get more victories and Jake will have more defeats.

End

Well, there you have it, the mostly true story of Top Draw before they took over ACW. The only details we left out were the girls. There were a lot for girls. And BK’s cockiness, but we assumed you knew that. And there was a lot more wrestling. And Jake wasn’t locked in a broom closet, he was really brainwashed. We just figured the broom closet would bring more ratings. So in other words, we left lots of shit out and made a lot of shit up. But who wants the truth anyway?

COMING EVENTUALLY

FLASHBACKS 17-25

NEW BEGINNINGS: ACW

NOW WITH LESS BK LONDON!

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Match 11: ACW World Title Match - 3 Strikes Match
BK London vs. Latino (Credit: BK/Latino)

The show has already astonished this capacity crowd at Earl’s Court, but things are about to escalate to previously unknown levels with a double whammy main event. Philip comes to the ring, and has to wait quite a while for the crowd to calm down.

Phillip: Ladies and Gentlemen! This penultimate match is a Three Strikes Match, and it is for the ACW Heavyweight Championship. The rules of this match are simple. In order to you win must score a fall in the following order…Pinfall, Submission and then Knock Out. The first man to achieve this will be declared the winner! Now, coming to the ring weighing in at 237 lbs, from Brooklyn, New York, BK London!

"Don't Get Carried Away" bumps through the speakers and the UKers are absolutely nuts for BK London. BK steps out onto the stage to a standing ovation from the people overseas and he acknowledges the few fans by the stage before strutting down to the ring. He slaps hands with the fans in the front row before hopping up onto the steps and getting a good look at the crowd. BK steps into the ring and ascends to the middle turnbuckle where he salutes his fans and acknowledges them before hopping down. He does the same on the opposite turnbuckle and steps down in the middle of the ring. He walks around, stretching by the ropes and now awaits for the next person to come down.

Phillip: Introducing next, the Special Guest Referee for this contest, he weighs in at 230lbs, from Chicago, Illinois, The Real F'N Deal, TNT!

"Paint it Black" by The Rolling Stones hit and the crowd isn't too sure how to respond to the very controversial special guest referee in the match. TNT steps through the curtain wearing the traditional referee's shirt except with his sleeves ripped and a pair of blue jeans with his wrists taped. He continues down to the ring with a cocky swagger and looks side to side before entering the ring. He rolls into the ring and steps up to the middle rope before completing an Orton-eque taunt. The flashbulbs illuminate the arena in that single moment and now TNT steps back down and looks across the ring at BK London, and now waits for one more person to come down.

Phillip: And now, weighing in at 244 lbs and standing at 5’9……he hails from New York City, New York….The Latin King…..Victor “Latino” Laureano!

The lights all over the arena begin to dim down to an almost pitch black sight. The live UK crowd stands up as a spotlight forms towards the entrance. Everlast’s “The Greatest” starts up it’s long introduction as everyone waits for the champion to appear. A few moments pass and Latino walks through the curtains with his World Title belt wrapped around his waist. The crowd starts to boo the World Champion but he could clearly care less as he looks around with a smirk on his face. He slaps his chest slowly in a mocking manner towards the fans. Latino walks down the entranceway occasionally looking left and right at the fans in the front row. A few fans lean over sticking out their middle fingers. Latino stops to stare at the fan until he pushes him back into the crowd. Latino then jumps up on the ring apron as he glances back at the fans. He holds up his World Title belt, garnering another round of boos from the crowd as he slips inside the ring. TNT immediately comes over to take the belt but Latino keeps a firm grip on it. A few choice words are spoken between the two men until Latino finally releases the hold and the bell is rung moments later.

* The Bell Rings *

As the match begins, referee TNT brings both competitors to the center of the ring and begins to go over the rules of the match with both Latino and BK London. He gives the signal for them to go at it, but the action is delayed by trash talking between the two parties. Latino makes the first blow with a heavy slap across the face of BK, sending him staggering a few feet backwards. The crowd in the Earls Court Arena immediately respond with a "Ohhhhhhhhhhh". BK holds his jaw and turns back to Latino, and now hits him with a heavy right hand across the face. Latino fires back with a right hand of his own and now this match is off to an explosive start. The right hands begin to exchange between the pair and the crowd is loving every moment of this, suddenly Latino breaks the sequence of blows with a hefty knee to BK's abdomen. BK's momentum is stopped dead in his tracks and Latino follows up with an Irish whip into the ropes and there is no doubt in his mind that he plans to capitalize on this with a big move. Latino attempts a hip toss to BK, but BK blocks it and delivers a knee of his own to Latino. He maneuvers Latino into a backslide pin, but Latino flips over BK's back and lands right in front of him. He now attempts to hit a discus punch out of nowhere on BK, but BK counters it and attempts his London-Plex early but Latino viciously elbows his way out of the move. BK staggers and lands by the ropes and Latino approaches him with another knee to the gut before whipping BK across the ring for the second time in the match. BK comes off the ropes and Latino goes for another hip toss but once again BK blocks it. Latino punches BK in the abdomen, making him bend forward and laces his leg across the back of BK's neck but BK rises back up and sends Latino flipping backwards. Latino is freed from the move but BK still has one of Latino's arms in possessions and pulls him in for a short arm clothesline but Latino ducks under and bounces off the ropes. Latino comes off the ropes full speed and BK takes him down with a deep armdrag to the delight of the crowd.

Latino and BK both get up around the same time and BK releases a bit of a smirk which angers Latino to a very high extent. Latino kicks the ropes in frustration and calls BK to the center of the ring for a collar elbow tie up again and they initiate it. BK locks in a side headlock on Latino, and Latino pushes him off into the ropes. BK bounces off the ropes and Latino drops down to the ground, making BK hop over him. Latino quickly springs to his feet and Latino now takes BK down with a arm drag. Latino jumps back up to his feet and slaps his chest in a very Eddie Guerrero fashion to the dismay of the crowd, celebrating and redeeming himself of the move he fell victim to moments earlier. BK walks to the center of the ring after dusting himself off, and now calls for a test of strength and Latino approves. Both men are about the same weight, but BK has the advantage in height which could put this battle in his favor. They lock up and now they begin to a very aggressive start, but neither man is budging. Latino smartly attempts to sweep the legs from under BK, but it isn't work but gets him to bring BK down to the mat. Slowly and slowly BK approaches the mat until Latino pins both of his shoulders down and TNT slides over to make the cover.

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BK bridges himself up, and Latino jumps up and drives both knees into BK's abdomen but he stays bridged up - a testament of BK's strength. BK flips Latino over him in a judo like style, and now both men are on their back on the mat with their arms still clutched. TNT sees both of their shoulders down and counts again.

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Simultaneously both men bridge up as BK did earlier and this receives a light applause from the crowd. Both men drops back on their back in unison and BK rolls to the right while Latino rolls to the left and they climb back up to their feet. They ram chests again but it is still a stalemate until BK uses his legs to kick the shoulder joint of Latino. Latino releases the hold from one hand and this gives BK the opportunity to capitalize and he uses it by taking down Latino with another armdrag.

The armdrag sends Latino rolling under the bottom rope to the outside and Latino quickly gets up and stares a hole into BK before throwing on the tantrum on the outside, kicking steel steps and pulling the ring skirt. BK is only amused by the childish antics of Latino, and Latino spots this and rolls back into the ring. He slaps BK across the face again which only peeves off BK. BK fires back with a huge spinning backhand chop, which drops Latino where he stands, and now the real battle starts. BK picks up Latino and throws him into the corner where he pummels him with several stomps to his abdomen, dropping him in the corner onto the bottom turnbuckle and then he drives the sole of his boot into the throat of Latino. Latino's face begins to turn a bright red and TNT walks over and starts counting as a normal referee would, once he sees that BK may not respond in time he pulls BK off of Latino. BK glares right into the eyes of TNT as TNT explains to him that he'll disqualify him if he keeps the move in. BK steps past TNT and looks to continue his work on Latino, but Latino grabs BK by the inside of his tights and pulls him jaw first on the top turnbuckle. BK staggers backwards a bit and Latino attempts to capitalize with a School Boy that could very well win him the fall.

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TH-KICK OUT

BK manages to kick out of the move as quick as he can and gets back up as soon as Latino does and nails him with a heavy clothesline. BK picks up Latino and carries him to the corner where he puts him on the top rope before laying into him with a few right hands. BK ascends up to the middle rope and he puts Latino in the suplex position, but Latino begins to punch his way out of the move. Latino hits BK with a few headbutts and throws him off the top rope and BK falls on the mat back first. Latino ascends further up to the top turnbuckle where he walks to the rope like a tight ropewalker and looks to hit the Drunken Stumble. Latino makes the turn in mid-air and looks as if he is about to hit the Corkscrew Moonsault but BK narrowly rolls out of the way and Latino crashes and burns. Latino clutches his abdomen in pain and BK pulls himself up quickly and grabs Latino from behind in a backdrop position before tossing him up in the air. BK connects with his very rare B.K.O, and the result could be academic from here as he goes for the cover.

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