Genocide 2008

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ACW Proudly Presents: Genocide

Saturday March 22nd 2008

Schedule of Matches:
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Jin vs Phillip Shad

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Mrs. Red vs Bo Diaz and Gabriel Peters

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Blaine and Jon Taylor vs the Lambert Boys

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Step into the LIMELIGHT Open Challenge
Limelight vs Mystery Opponent

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Tables Match
Lucrezia vs Alex Richmond

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Hardcore Match
Thunder Train vs Jason Freeman

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ACW Entertainment Title Match
Mr. Red vs Andrew Starr

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ACW International Title Match
Fallen Souls vs Danny Mainer

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Senator vs. Hunter: Falls Count Anywhere

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Double Main Event

Main Event #1
BK London vs. Adrian Flamingo

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Main Event #2 Submission Match
ACW World Heavyweight Championship: Thunderkiss vs Jonny Hughes vs Nick Durden

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Genocide. Not the most cheerful name for a sports entertainment programme, right? The arguments continue to this day as to how the third PPV of the year got its moniker, but it does appear that the content of previous shows has lived up to the somewhat gruesome image.

Tonight will be no different…

The show commences with pyro and music, and then the alphatron comes to life, heralding the first backstage piece of the evening…

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[glow=red,2,300]Episode 5: A Decision is made
(The Finale)
Part 1[/glow]Credit: Jon Taylor

In the previous episode it was revealed that Lou's debut match as a professional wrestler would be on the same day of ACW Genocide. Obviously shocked at this news, Lou arrived at work distant and not his usual self. Lou knew he had to make a choice, but which one? Read on to find out which decision he makes!

The scene opens at an undetermined location. It is a miserable day with strong winds and the sky full of grey clouds. Although the location is unknown it is clear it isn't anywhere near the ACW arena, possibly a neutral point between the location where Lou is supposed to make his debut and the ACW arena. The arena seems to be deserted...apart from one person...who of course is Lou. The place looks to be a disused industrial estate, what Lou is doing here one does not know. Possibly to clear his head? Lou can be seen sitting on a crate. He is wearing blue jeans and a black t-shirt. On the floor in front of him is his camera bag and a sports bag which presumably holds his wrestling attire. He no longer looks vacant like he did previously, though he looks to be in a very thoughtful mood. He glances down at both the camera bag and sports bag.

Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: So it's all come down to this...look what you've got yourself into this time, Lou. You couldn't just keep your head down and get on with your job, could you? No you couldn't, like the fool you are you wanted more. You wanted to fulfil your dreams....you should of known that dreams are dreams for a reason - they aren't real.

Lou focuses his attention on his camera bag.

Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: Sure, you might of been in a bit of bad spot lately, but you became a cameraman for a reason. You got one of the best jobs you could of hoped for as a wrestling fan...any other fan would have been DELIGHTED to have the job you do. After all, you get to meet all the talent weekly and even talk to them...when King shuts up that is. But still, it wasn't good enough for you was it? No, you like the greedy person are you wanted more. You actually wanted to be one of the talent. But you should of known that it isn't that easy, shouldn't you? There is a reason why the wrestlers in ACW don't have a second life as a cameraman - because it doesn't work. It's impossible to try and live two separate lifes, sure it may have worked for a while...but in the end everything always catches up with you. Now what are you supposed to do? You have to choose that's what you have to do. But what choice? After all, both choices have their disadvantages and their advantages, don't they? Yes they do.

Lou pauses, his gaze moves other to the sports bag back then returns to the camerabag.

Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: As a cameraman you get to do everything you want....well NEARLY everything you want in this given situation at least. Sure, you don't actually get to go out there and perform, but you get to do everything else. You don't have to work a 9-5 job...you don't even have to work every day of the week. You get to meet all the people you idolize...as well getting to speak to them on a showly basis. And when your interviews are done you even get to watch the show live...EVERY show. What other fan gets to do this? None that's right. Yet you still want more. Sure, the job may be tiring at times - but aren't all jobs? Sure, King can be a complete bitch when she wants to...but underneath that deadly exterior she is actually a nice person. There really is nothing bad with your job as a camerman, Lou...the only problem is that you want something that you shouldn't have. Something that you don't deserve....something that you don't need.

Once more Lou pauses. This time Lou gazes at the sports bag, he still has the same facial expression which indicates he is deep in thought.

Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: After all, what's so great about being a wrestler anyway? Sure, you get the admiration of the fans, but apart from that there really isn't anything that great about it. The pay isn't exactly fantastic and if you get an injury you're fucked...but still there is something about it that seems so great. Something that draws you to it. It's like a drug...you know it's bad for you but you do it anyway. Well, ok it isn't exactly bad - but it isn't great either! Sure, you get watched on TV every week on ACW, but still is that really a reward of putting your body on the line every time you step into the squared circle? Is it? Well I don't think it is! Besides, isn't it the dream of every wrestling fan to actually become a wrestler? I'm just fooling myself by even thinking I had a chance of being successful, aren't I? Is it really worth dropping my job for the small chance of making it big? Because let's face it, I’m not exactly the most talented person there is and I’m not the youngest either.

Lou pauses again. This time he jumps up off the crate, he is clearly more emotional now and unsure of what to do. He kicks the crate in frustration which makes a large bang as you can imagine. Leaving both the camera bag and sports bag on the floor he begins pacing around looking up towards the sky.

Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: What the fuck do you expect of me, huh? I'm not fucking superman! Or Spiderman, or Batman for that matter! I can't live two separate lives, you know. I'm just an ordinary guy with a dream, what's so bad about that huh? Sure, I may have got slightly ahead of myself, but so what? What's so bad of someone wanting to fulfilling their dream - nothing that's what! Sure, I may not be the brightest guy, sure I may not be the most talented...but I am one thing and that is a decent guy. A guy who helps someone who needs help, a guy who works his hardest....and this is how you reward me, huh? You give me two choices, and either way I’m fucked! I choose to follow my dream and become a wrestler full time I lose one of the best jobs I could of hoped for...for what? To have a SMALL hope of making it?! That's bullshit! And if I stick with my current job I give up my dream which I have come so close to fulfilling. It's not like i've been a bad guy, but still you throw this shit at me. Sure, I may not go to church, but let's face it in this day and age who the fuck does!

Lou pauses in speech was again, to regain his composure. He is becoming more emotional and frustrated from being in this predicament with every word.

Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: You think it's funny, huh? Watching a grown man not being able to decide his future? WELL IT'S NOT AS EASY AS YOU THINK! This is the rest of my life we're talking about, not some one of thing that doesn't really matter. [Lou pauses] Well, I guess I have to decide before I have neither option left. This is the toughest decision that I've ever had to make...but I guess this is only the real choice I can make...I mean after all if I don't do it i'll be left wandering for the rest of my life what could of been. Ah well, I guess it was fun while it lasted....at least this way I won't be left with nothing. It's been a fun few weeks but all good things come to an end. Well, I guess I best get there before I’m left with neither choice.

Lou looks to have calmed down from previously, and now looks to have accepted his chosen fate. He bends over to where the camera bag and sports bag are and picks up a bag. Which one? Find out in Part 2. Lou begins to head off at a steady pace in the direction of his chosen destination.

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Segment: Whose side are you on? (Credit: Red and Dalton)

The next scene fades in to "The Reds" locker room. Mrs. Red sits by their locker. She has an uncomfortable look on her face. Mr. Red walks up behind her and wraps his arms around her.

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Mr. Red: You have nothing to worry about, mi amor. I have thought out a plan. It will go down. I have everything under control.

Mrs. Red: You better promise me.

Mr. Red: I do. You just have to remember all the training I gave to you. When you win this match, management will have no choice but to reactivate the Women's Championship and name you as their new champion.

Mrs. Red: How do you always know what to say to make me feel better?

Before Red can answer, the door to the locker room opens. In walks the Entertainment Champion Andrew Starr. The champion walks in with a swagger of confidence.

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Starr: So, "Senor Rojo," have you decided how your going to handle your... predicament?

Red: Buzz out, dude. I know exactly what I am doing. Are you ready to lose your title?

Starr: Oh, you shouldn't worry about me keeping my belt when you'll have more of a problem keeping your relationship after I'm done with you. Between her match and your embarassment thats sure to follow, she'll want you just even less then Seattle fans want that reject of a First Baseman you pawned off on us.

Mrs. Red snaps up from her seat. She walks over to Starr. She holds her hand up, getting ready to slap him.

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Starr: Now calm down, Tootsie. You may want to conserve your energy for the whooping you'll be getting from those two men tonight. But then again, I'm sure you're used to being whooped by two men that aren't that man over there.

Mr. Red steps in between them.

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Mr. Red: I suggest you take your leave before we start our match prematurely.

Starr takes another step closer to Red. Red pulls the a baseball bat up between them. Starr takes two steps backward.

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Starr: You gonna take a swing at me with that? Shiiit. You'll pull an Adam Dunn easily... Swiiiiing and a miss!

Starr turns about face, exiting through the locker room door leaving the Reds hot blooded and ready to kill.

Fade.

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Segment: The Libertines back but not in the PPV?! (Credit: Libertines)

The Libertines comes out with a really angry face, and looks like he is about the rant again. Some may even start to wonder if The Libertines has any promo abilities all he seems to do is yell at the fans or camera.

The Libertines: Okay The Libertines came back ready for a match, but he comes to be over shadow by BK London appreciation night. Okay first of all why all of sudden is it BK appreciation night. It should be Libertines appreciation night every night.

Fans chant shut the fuck up. The Libertines looks around.

The Libertines: The Libertines Realizes there is not a lot of liberfans out there today, but to the billions of them out there watching me The libertines says move out of your parents basement and get a job, and get laid by someone that isn’t a one or a 3 cent hooker.

Fans boo even more[/i]

The Libertines: You liberhaters should shut up more at least my fans get action, or doesn’t get clothes from baby gap.

Libertines laughs to himself

The Libertines: So this is the Pay per view. Looks more like a piece of shit, but then again anything without the libertines is pure suckage. Okay I mean what is the main event of this piece of garbage ACW or should I say BCW makes people pay for. Come on somebody from the back bring in a card

Somebody from the back runs in with a paper on a clipboard and hands it to the libertines with his head down. The Libertines looks at him. Then smiles

The Libertines : So The Libertines sees that you don’t feel worthy enough to look at the greatness of me The Libertines. Is the Libertines right?

Crew member looks up and nods his head

The Libertines: Alright lets look at this crap card shall we?

Crew member nods his head again. Libertines looks at the card and the card is

Jin vs Phillip Shad
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Mrs. Red vs Bo Diaz and Gabriel Peters
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Blaine and Jon Taylor vs the Lambert Boys
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Step into the LIMELIGHT Open Challenge
Limelight vs Mystery Opponent
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Tables Match
Lucrezia vs Alexander Richmond
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Hardcore Match
Thunder Train vs Jason Freeman
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Entertainment Title Match
Mr. Red vs Andrew Starr
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ACW International Title Match
Fallen Souls vs Danny Mainer
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Falls Count Anywhere
Senator vs. Hunter
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Main Event #1
BK London vs. Adrian Flamingo
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Main Event #2 Submission Match
ACW Heavyweight Championship: Thunderkiss vs Jonny Hughes vs Nick Durden
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The Libertines: okay wow I knew BCW threw bad PPVS at times but this is pure suckage. Okay the first match is Jin okay I beat jin like in 5 seconds, and he is facing Phillip Shad okay more like phil in the salad.

Libertines laughs by himself for a second then notices that crew member isn’t laughing.

The Libertines: Laugh!

Crew member laughs

The Libertines: Okay lets skip to main event one. ACW is so lame it has to have two main events. BK London vs. Flamingo. WOW! This match will be off the suckage charts first its BK and everyone knows he can’t wrestle out of a paper bag, but to makes matters worse he is going against Flaming more like I am bi lingo this match gets a perfect 10 out of 10 in the suckage meter. Okay in main event two it’s the championship match without The Libertines so it doesn’t matter, but Thunderkiss is in it the most overrated guy in ACW history. In fact I was reading a wrestling magazine just the other day and he was ranked number one as the greatest wrestler. Okay but anyways he is going against Johnny the commie and Nick the dirty Durden magie. Okay this match gets a 10 out of 10 in suckage meter also. Am I right?

Crew member looks around and notices people booing him

Crew Member: Uh aren’t those guys better then you?

The libertines eyes fire up

The Libertines: Member when you first came down here and thought you couldn’t look at The Libertines? Well you were right

Libertines gives the crew member a crossface. After only a second he starts tapping faster than a nerdy kid says he will tap a hot chick. Security guards pulls libertines off while it fades to black.

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Segment: The Great Space War Part 1A: Introduction

Friday, March 21st, 2008.

Thunder Train sits in a chair inside of his apartment. He looks at the clock on the wall. It slowly ticks along and he lets out a sigh as he goes to grab his phone. He picks it up and dials a number. He hears
it ring then a voice starts to speak.

Dr. No: Hello?

Thunder Train: Yeah its Train. Listen I want to know the whole story. Please, I need to know what actually happened to my father.

Dr. No: Alright, but you cannot tell anyone what I am about to tell you.

Thunder Train: Alright I understand.

Dr. No: Good. You see it all started--

And now the story begins. Thunder Train is going to learn the story that could have ended the Earth...FOREVER! Now, since most of the backstory has already been said the story will just start when the troops are called in....

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September, 1983.

Inside of a blank room is where we start. There are 9 men in the room not speaking a word to anyone else. Some are sitting at a table and some are standing up. Then in walks a man in a full black suit and a man wearing red. The man in black then whistles and gets everyone attention.

Man: Listen everyone, the greatest threat to the United States..no the country has been exposed. Recently, we have received threats from what we originally thought were communists!....but they weren't in any language we have ever heard. Upon closer inspection we have determined the threats are from outer space.

A few of the men chuckle.

Man: Laugh all you want but this is very serious. Now, unless you want to die I suggest you listen up. I have called the nine of you here because you are the best at what you do. No need for introductions but I will introduce your captain.

Captain: No need for you see I am The Man With No Name, Zapp Brannigan. And I am from the future to help you stop these monsters.

Guy Standing: But...if your from the FUTURE doesn't that mean the aliens are stopped?

Zapp: Yes, but only because I come back in time and stop them single handedly, with my crew. Now men, most of you will not come back alive. But remember you are fighting today for a better tomorrow. I will see you in a week.

Guy Sitting: *Facepalm*

And so, it begins. The most crazy things to ever happen is going to occur. Already it seems like its the most BS story in the history of mankind. And it probably is. A guy from the future?...aliens? Come on this is all very unlikely. But anyway, we now know that the fate of the world rests in the hands of these 10 men.

Fade out.

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[glow=red,2,300]Episode 5: A Decision is made
(The Finale)
Part 2[/glow]Credit: Jon Taylor

The scene opens up, the location appears to be the local wrestling show. There seem to be a fair few fans at ringside for a local show, with of course the ring located central and the ringside around the ring. However, that is not the subject of interest at this point in time. The scene changes to the backstage area, the locker room area to be exact. Of course, this being a small local show there aren't locker rooms for each wrestler - one for the men and one for the woman. All the wrestlers on the show are getting ready as it is about to start soon, however they are not our subject of interest. The person sitting in the corner minding his own business is. It is Vince Griffin. He looks both concerned and anxious for some reason, he looks to be keeping himself to himself while the wrestlers look like they're more than happy.

As Griffin continues to look concerned and anxious a wrestler over the other side of the room notices him. The wrestler looks late twenties and is wearing generic black shorts with boots and kneepads. He approaches Griffin who looks in a world of his own. Griffin looks up in a state shock for a moment.

Keith Matthews | Local Wrestler:Hey, mate you ok? You don't look so good.

Griffin seems unsure what to say, he seems almost in another world.

Vince Griffin | Lou's Trainer: I'm ok, lad - just got a few things on the mind, ya know?

Keith Matthews | Local Wrestler:Ah, I hear you. Hey, aren't you that cameraman dude's Trainer?

Vince Griffin | Lou's Trainer: Ya, that would be me. How ya know about him being a cameraman?

As Griffin looks on curiously as Mattews smiles.

Keith Matthews | Local Wrestler:Well, you could say word travels fast here. Where is he anyway?

As Griffin replies his facial expression indicates he is worried.

Vince Griffin | Lou's Trainer: To tell ya the truth, I don't know. He were supposed to meet me here an hour ago.

Keith Matthews | Local Wrestler:Shit, he'll be one of the first up, if he doesn't get here soon it'll be too late.

Griffin's face says it all; disappointment.

Vince Griffin | Lou's Trainer: I know, I don't know what to do. He aint answering his cell phone, and I have no idea where he coulda gone to. Such as a shame as well, he had real heart that kid.

A voice shouts in the direction of Matthews.

Keith Matthews | Local Wrestler:Well, it looks like i'm up - good luck finding him.

Vince Griffin | Lou's Trainer: Thank ya, I guess I can only hope he makes it.

As Matthews heads off Griffin goes back to the same state he was in before. Will Lou turn up? Who knows.

The scenes changes, this time the location is - you guessed it - the ACW arena. Of course, we are now backstage of the arena with the show just about to start. All the wrestlers and backstage staff look pretty happy, however there is one person who isn't - Charlotte King. Though that wouldn't usually make you think, there is one person not following her around like usual - Lou. Where the hell is he?! King can seen briskly walking corridor to corridor - presumably searching for Lou. After a short while she stops, in the middle of a corridor. And boy, does she look pissed!

Charlotte King | The Interviewer: Where the hell are you this time, Lou?

King kicks the wall in frustration, which is in itself a bit wierd but hey. This is met with a muffled "Hey" from the otherside of the wall. King ignores this and carries on with her hissy fit.

Charlotte King | The Interviewer: What you trying to do, Lou? Get fired? Well you're doing a good job of that if you are!

There is something different about King this time, she doesn't seem to be a rage but more of in a concerned state. She continues down the corridor until she gets to a small area of where chairs are located. She sits down, puts her arms on her knees and runs her hands through her hair.

Charlotte King | The Interviewer: What is up with him...I know he's hiding something. I don't what it is but he hasn't been the same these past few weeks. Sure, I might of been tough on him a few times but I just wanted to get the job done well.

King looks directly into the wall in front of her in a moment of reflection.

Charlotte King | The Interviewer: But, even then he was always so...understanding, so...nice. For some reason he changed, he's been like a different person these past few weeks...not the Lou I have know that's for sure.

King stands up, she walks closer still focused on the wall in a moment on reflection.

Charlotte King | The Interviewer: Lou, Lou, Lou. Why couldn't you just share your problems...if you did maybe we wouldn't be in this predicament...

Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman:...what predicament, Charlotte?

King immediately looks to her left to see Lou standing there - with his camera bag slung over his shoulder. Unlike before he looks happy and calm. King though looks a bit shocked, since well he came out of no where didn't he!

Charlotte King | The Interviewer: Lou?! You are here after all! I thought you weren't going to turn up again and get fired.

Lou looks on with a smile on his face.

Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: Well it looks like i'm here after all, doesn't it?

King still looks shocked, though not quite as happy as you would imagine judging on her reaction before Lou arrived.

Charlotte King | The Interviewer: What the hell have you been up to these past few weeks?! You haven't been the same person. Care to explain yourself, Lou?

Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: Oh, don't worry about that, it's all in the past now. Yes, i'll admit it did affect me...but i've learnt from my experiences and I can promise you i'm 100% Lou again.

King still looks on suspiciously, Lou tries to reassure her.

Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: Seriously, Charlotte - it's all sorted. I sorted it tonight infact, which is partly the reason why I am late.

Charlotte King | The Interviewer: And what's the other part of the reason?

Lou smirks as King still seems a bit suspicious.

Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: The car ran out of gas, I was so distracted I didn't notice.

King seems to accept Lou's less than detailed explanation.

Charlotte King | The Interviewer: Hmm...well I guess as long as you're ok now that's the main thing now...I thought I was going to lose you.

Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman:Lose me?

King tries to cover up her slip of the tongue.

Charlotte King | The Interviewer: Er, yes - you're a great cameraman!

King pauses.

Charlotte King | The Interviewer: Now shouldn't we get to work before both our asses are fired?

Lou decides not to pursue his question, and instead agree with King.

Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: Well, I do quite like my job so I'd say that's a good idea.

King smiles.

Charlotte King | The Interviewer: Well, there's no time to waste, come on!

As King begins to head off Lou like the good chap he is follows her as per usual. As the two disappear of into the distance one has to wander; what the fuck was the point of this all? It appears the balance was restored to what it was at the start. Well, it was quite entertaining at times I suppose...well goodbye...UNTIL NEXT TIME! *evil laugh*

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Match 1: Jin vs Phillip Shad (Credit: Jin)

“Can't Stop” plays as Phillip Shad steps out for his ACW debut and the first match of Genocide 2008.

Eddie: This looks to be a fast paced match, two enemies fighting.

Shad strolls down to the ring but somebody jumps the barricade and decks him with a fist. Jin turns Shad and hits an STO then locks in an STF! Shad screams but before he can tap, Paul Jones runs in and boots him in the ribs. Jin crawls up using the barricade but gets a head but from Jones. Jarod Adams runs in and slams Jin with a chair then sets it up. Shad drags Jin over the chair and slams him down with a strong DDT!

Maxwell: What the hell?

Jones rolls Jin in the ring and Shad follows with a cover.
1...

Eddie: NO!

2...

Maxwell: Shad may win this!

Thr-NO! Jin kicks out, prompting cheers from the fans. Out of nowhere, Jarod rolls in and nails Jin with a chair. Jin falls flat on his face as the bell rings and we fade.

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Segment: Reunited? (Credit: Red)

The scene fades back into Mr. Red's locker room. After a moment, there is a knock on the door.

Mr. Red: Who the hell?

Red opens the door to see a mystery person not shown on camera. Red's eyes widen.

Red: No freakin way. I haven't seen you since we last teamed together. How you been?

??: I have been great. I was just stopping by to visit.

Red: Well, since you are here. I've been running different plans in my head. You showing up is very good timing. I have been looking for someone I can trust to help out Mrs. Red in her match.

??: Count me in. I even came ready to compete. I have been itching to return to the ring for a match.

Red: Here is the thing. You are not going to go all Rocky on me. There isn't going to be a show up for one show and leave. Let's bring back this ole tag team for a couple shows, you know, for nostalgic purposes.

??: Are you kidding? You want to do that? I would be excited to revive our tag team persona. Let's do it.

The scene fades out as the two continue to chat. The crowd is left wondering who this mystery person.

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SEGMENT: Killing Caitlynn Ep. 5 (Credit: Danny Mainer T-Kiss)

PROM NIGHT:

We take another skip hop and jump… 3 and a bit years until it’s rolling around to senior prom night. Caitlynn and Jamie Longshaw are… still together and Danny has sat by and endured it. He’s taken it like a man as he watched the two grow closer and closer feeling more and more like a third wheel as the months flew by but now it’s prom night. Danny hasn’t been single this whole time, he’s had a few girlfriends but it crumbled within a few weeks due to Danny not being able to change how he felt. Yeah it’s a sad state of affairs when you’ve crushed on someone for four years but Danny and Caitlynn had practically grew up together. Hell, Danny’s even got a date lined up for prom night. Nothing came from the beating that “Hollywood 911: Jared Lakes” and “Stampedia: Jesse Jones” Danny delivered.

After this, Jared felt his work was done and in silent agony Danny continued to live his life knowing that he had to sit and watch his best friend and another friend who completely sold him out be happy together and yeah Danny was happy that she was happy but Jamie had only been in it for the action and to wind up Danny. Danny’s friendship with Aiden Joseph had however benefited him seeing as Caitlynn had little time to spend with him and Jamie sat all around the same time knowing that this was going to get to him. Danny is now dressed in the finest suit he could find in Las Vegas, a black blazer and black suit pants with a black tie with a golden border. Danny is looking pimp and well he cared so damn little about his prom date, the rather attractive Ms. Jackie Freeman that he hadn’t arranged for a limo or a taxi. Hell the only reason he even bought a suit was to try and outshine Jamie.

Now, it was prom night in the gym hall and well the party was set. The buffet table up and for one night only, Jesse Jones was back to his kid-like heritage devouring buffalo wings with the greatest ease while Jared Lakes hung around with his high-school sweetheart Ms. Lorna Reynolds. Jesse was on his bill just hitting up his good friends while on the gym benches Danny sit with his head in his hands. Jackie had consistently tried to get Danny but he refused just watching the party from his bench like some sort of observatory hawk standing on a cliff peak just watching the couples dance as the DJ plays some shit hits from 1992. Even playing Push It by Salt ‘N’ Pepa which nobody danced to. Danny would occasionally pick at the buffet making sure not to come in to collision with Jesse before returning to his spot. A few classmates occasionally trying to make conversation with him… but the beginning of our segment starts right before the crowning of the Prom King & Queen.

[SPOILERS: Caitlynn & Longshaw don’t win it. Hell they were never in contention for it, that’s WAY too cliché.]

Danny Mainer is sat on the bench, Jackie Freeman has completely dropped him and is now dancing with fuck knows who and well Danny doesn’t really give a fuck. Danny sat on the bench is just watching couples dance with a few of the other drifters. Danny’s had an awful night and as he just sits there drinking punch from a plastic cup he realizes that things are going to get from bad to worse. Suddenly, the music stops and upon the stage where the DJ booth is stands a fat sweaty man with a receding hairline standing next to the DJ who’s a fairly slick looking guy. The fat old man who is the Economics teacher for Desert Pine High School, it is to be noted. The Economics Teacher, Mr. Shaw clasps the microphone in his ham hands clearing his throat.

Mr. Shaw: Ladies and Gentlemen… we have one more song before it’s time to crown Desert Pine’s 1992 Prom King & Queen. Now.. we’re going to take the tone down a little with a slow song.

A groan slips out of Danny’s mouth as he can almost predict what’s going to happen now. In the centre of the haze of happy prom couples dancing and twirling under the spotlight like flowers in the breeze, Danny can see Caitlynn & Jamie and as the song starts to kick into pace they dance together. Out of the corner of his eye, Danny can also see Jesse dancing with a girl that he literally towers over due to her lack of height and Jesse towering over her. Danny can also see Lorna Reynolds and Jared dancing tenderly but his focus is solely on Jamie and Caitlynn. Jamie and Caitlynn rotate and with Caitlynn’s back to Danny yet again he swoops in for the kill. Jamie’s tongue pushed right down Caitlynn’s throat. Jamie’s hands lower down the long flowing white gown towards her rear-end and at first Caitlynn tries to resist his advances but he overpowers and Caitlynn just rolls with it. It’s prom night after all. Jamie continues to play with Caitlynn’s assets and Danny sits just watching until he feels physically sick. He pushes up to his feet and storms out of the gym hall through the double doors out into a little balcony area.

Out on the balcony which is about 10 feet raised, some of the uglier couples sit drinking booze and a couple of stoners are lighting up next to a set of stairs which take you to ground level. Peering over the balcony, Danny laughs at the grass below vomiting the past 2 days worth of food. Danny wipes his mouth clean getting the last of orange from around his mouth. Danny then looks around at the ugly couples and stoners behind him who watch as he vomits about 10 feet below. He glares at them as the stoners laugh and the ugly couples seem creeped.

Danny: ”Hey, you guys got any tic tacs? I just threw up for God’s Sake…

A group of 3 stoners turn to answer him with cigarettes hanging out of their mouths.

Stoner 1: Nah dude…

Stoner 1 nods his head sadly with his hood up.

Stoner 2: Sorry bro, but hey Danny come sit with us and light up!

The group wave their hands in a “Come Here” motion trying to get the Prince of Vegas to come sit with them.

Stoner 3: Yeah dude, you’re trippin’ about some shit. Come over here and have a good time. Also, I’ve got mentos if you want them…

Danny: ”Thanks but no thanks, I’m not gay.”

Without another word, Danny heads to the stairs sliding down the banister with grace and ease and in about 5 seconds he’s at the bottom. He starts to sprint across the grass as fast as he can ducking and dodging through a nestling of trees knowing where he wants to go. Where better then the prom itself? The After-Parties, EVERYONE goes to a prom after-party and that’s exactly where Danny is going but not just any party… party organized by Desert Pines alumni Aiden Joseph. As Danny thunders through the night, the images of Caitlynn and Jamie flash through is mind making him fume up. Danny sprints up to the exterior wall of the school where a dumpster lies and atop the wall is a thick layer of barb-wire to stop criminals and paedophiles climbing in. He hops atop the dumpster before leaping up doing a front flip completely gapping the barb-wire landing on one knee on the other side ignoring a perfectly open gate. Danny now on concrete he’s on the city street and after all of the shit he’s gone through the past 4 years it’s time to commence OPERATION PARTY HARD! Danny thunders across the streets where a row of shops become apparent to him through the darkness.

Seeing only a porno store and a pharmaceuticals store, completely ignoring the rest as he thunders down the road slowly leaving one of the shopping districts of Las Vegas and heading out into the roads. After a few minutes of running, Danny has finally found his way into the suburban district of where he resides. He thunders along the streets going past house upon house looking for his own. Danny eventually reaches his home and he thunders to the front door with his keys clasped in his right hand. He jams the key in the lock [Ooh, innuendo!] and the door cracks open. Danny immediately sprints up the stairs taking a quick breather. He hunches over inhaling oxygen heavily as he regains the breath lost from running such great distances. Danny then jogs over to his bedroom door, a big door with a huge Metallica poster plastered on it. Danny opens the door heading into his room to see what he came for lying on his bed… a change of clothes.

[Temporary Fade]

The angle has now changed and we’ve now got a view of a white door. The door opens and out walks Danny with a pair of jeans on and a towel draped over his shoulder as he is dripping wet, no doubt just stepped out of the shower. You can see Mainer’s manly physique for possibly the first time ever. Danny then reaches down towards the floor picking up a black pile of cloth, which is revealed to be a Slayer Eagle t-shirt. He throws it on as he takes the towel to his head, wiping some of the drips off of his forehead. The scene then changes and Danny is stood outside his house in his Slayer Eagle shirt, a pair of denim blue jeans which fit him comfortably and a pair of yellow work boots as well as two cotton black sweatbands. Danny stands with his arms folded at the front of his house on the side-walk tapping his feet when the sound of an engine is heard. A Yellow Cab slowly rolls down, the driver peering at Danny as Danny reaches in his pocket to see his cash which consists of 40 dollars. Danny hops into the passenger seat of the car sitting next to the driver. The Driver asks “Where to?” and it becomes apparent he has a thick English accent.

Danny: Right, I’ve got 2 places I want to go. First off I want you to take me down to Jack’s Off-License down on the corner of the Royal Driveway, which is about 5 minutes away from here. Then I want you to come back to this district and take me to 24 Avalon Driveway. We cool?

The Driver: Yeer oi can do thet. Righty-o then mate.

The car glides across the tarmacced drive of this road and he enjoys the quiet car ride sitting in silence as the cab takes him to his destination. After a few minutes of pleasant silence they arrive at their destination and Danny leaps out of the car brimming with happiness. The car stops outside of Jack’s Off-Licence, which is doing quite good business seeing as it’s Friday, and it’s prom night where people are getting hammered and laid everywhere. There’s hardly any durex left on the shelf and Danny knows that the prom will finish in roughly 5 minutes and he wants to be early for the party. Danny peruses the confectionary grabbing a packet of polo mints handing. He pays his money before opening up the packet eating 3 right off the bat. Danny cleaned his teeth but the taste of puke still lingered and as such should he somehow get lucky at the After-Party he didn’t want shit like that to haunt him. Danny runs out of the store and he hops back into the cab.

The Driver: Roight then might, wer we off to den?

Danny: Avalon Driveway, number 24 and as quickly as possible my man. Tonight is my night to get hammered and quite possibly laid. Tonight is the night where The Prince of Vegas becomes The King, y’know what I’m saying man?

The Driver: I ain’t got a fackin’ clue mait what yoo yanks ar on abaaht!

Danny sighs and pats the Cockney driver on the shoulder.

Danny: Just drive bro.

The car speeds off and after a few more minutes of pleasurable, silent cruising they arrive at a house where you can already see that the party has been started. Welcome to the Jungle by Guns ‘N’ Roses blares out and through one of the windows you can see a red light flash repeatedly signalling the stage lights. Danny hops out the car handing the driver a 20 dollar bill, not collecting his change. Danny jogs lightly forward through the cold night air up towards the front door of 24 Avalon Drive. Danny hops up the steps of the porch and he walks forward to the house made out of wood. He goes to knock but the door opens quickly and widely before he can put knuckle to the door. Standing in all of his huge glory is none other then Aiden Joseph with a smile ear to ear.

Aiden Joseph: Bro! You made it to the party!

Danny: Of course, it’s a prom night after-party by the party master himself, who’d fuckin’ miss it?

Aiden: Couldn’t have said it better myself my man! Don’t let the music fool you, nobody is here yet, you’re the first one. I just figured we might as well get the house cranking as soon as possible to give the neighbors a taste of things to come!

Danny: “I hear that, I’ll order you guys a pizza later. I’ve got 20 bucks on me so that should cover some light shit.”

Aiden: 20 bucks is better than none. So anyway, check this out. I’ve converted my study and my training room into another 2 bedrooms leaving us with 4 full size bedrooms and a little box room for top-quality prom night nailing man. That said, tell me who tonight’s lucky lady is!

Danny: Fuck nah man… I tried but I just can’t find anyone worthy of The Prince’s Scepter, you know what I’m saying?

Aiden: Danny, tonight the prince becomes the King ... IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!

The two high-five and in a blazing fury of desire to party hard Danny storms through the front door eager as ever with Aiden following suite. Danny walks along the corridor observing the layout. Stairs right in front of him and the rest of the corridor just on the left side of it leaving to the lounge, kitchen and dining room whereas the bathroom leads upstairs to the bathroom and those 5 bedrooms. Danny wanders into the kitchen to see the basic set-up but the kitchen units are lined up with booze. Danny strafes over to a case of Corrs cans. He grabs one and cracks it open while Aiden opens the fridge getting out even more liquor. Danny sips on the booze smiling as the sweet-tasting beer is drained into the back of his throat. He sets up base in the kitchen and sitting right next to the booze he watches and waits as the party waltzes on around him.

The party was all going swell for the best part of 2 hours as it now hit 12 O’Clock but it’s midnight and disaster strikes. Groups of teenagers on booze is a recipe for disaster but nobody really cares as Aiden is the one has to deal with it. Half of Danny’s year-group at school has turned up to Aiden’s party as well as a whole bunch of Aiden’s friends but they mostly hang in the dining room screwing about. All is good and no fights have broken out. Jesse and Jared have gotten wasted with their respective partners and haven’t even second-glanced Danny. They’re too busy having a great time but with such greatness something ALWAYS has to kill the mood and in this case it hurts Danny more then anything. Danny is leaning on the kitchen unit sipping on his 4th can of Corrs when Aiden walks in pretty damn tipsy himself singing his heart out.

Aiden: ”We’re no strangers to loooooove… you know the rules and SO. DO. I. A full commitment is what am… thinkin’ of. You wouldn’t get this from any other guy. IIIIIII just wanna tell you how I’m feelin’… gotta’ make you understand!

Aiden stops as he notices that Danny is watching him. He chuckles to himself before walking over to Danny patting him on the shoulder.

Aiden: Say what you will Danny, but there is one certainly in life: Rick is never going to let you down! Anyway, Jamie and Caitlynn got here about an hour ago? Did you see ‘em?

Danny: No. Why?

Aiden: Heh, I just saw them in the front room and DAMN is that dude hammered. I think he’s been on the absinthe or something. Anyways yeah… I need to go back to my peeps. They await the bringer of the booze!

Danny: Awesome.

Aiden: We’re playing a drinkin’ game, it’s called “Who Can Balance on Chairs the Best”? I TOTALLY thought it all up by myself. Pretty clever huh? It’s quite difficult, I’ve fell off like 20 times now. You in brother?

Danny: Sure why not. Got nothing better to do.

The two walk wistfully into the dining room where two guys no younger then 20 are standing on some wooden chair screwing around. One of the guys is stood on top of the chair with a can of beer balancing on his neck and one foot placed on the seat of the chair.

One of Aiden’s Drunk Buddies: “Ahoy there! I be a captain of the Super-Sluts navy! Party ahoy! I be a navy-man and I be havin’ sex all the time… but I’m a straight marine so therefore I am one of a kind! Ahoy!”

Aiden walks back into the kitchen to grab another beer but he looks at the corridor glancing temporarily. Aiden walks back in looking rather shocked. He walks over to The Prince of Vegas taking a sip of beer.

Danny: Hey Aid you OK?

Aiden replies with a BIG cheesy grin.

Aiden: Never better. Check this out, I just saw Jamie and that honey Caitlynn going up stairs. I think they’re going ALL THE WAAAAY!

Danny sighs at this as he seems slightly disgruntled though.

Aiden: Although Caitlynn seem confused. Hell I don’t think she knew what that guy was planning.

Danny’s combat senses spike and he immediately looks over at Aiden going interrogating mode.

Danny: Aiden. What else did you see?

Aiden: I saw some big guy follow ‘em with long raven hair. One of his drinking buddies. Probably to make sure nobody busts in. Now that’s an anti-cock blocker if I’ve ever seen one!

Danny’s attitude flares up and he immediately directs his attention to the wooden chair that another of Aiden’s buddies is trying to balance on but he’s only stood on it. Danny immediately grabs the chair yanking it from underneath his feet. Aiden’s friend tumbles to the floor and cradling the wooden chair he sprints out of the dining room

Danny: SHIT!

We draw to a fade.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Can't We Just Get Along? (Credit: Red)

The scene fades in to another locker room. Bo Diaz pulls his head out of one of the lockers. He turns his attention to another figure in the locker room. He is watching Gabriel Peters walk over to his locker. Gabriel opens the door to his locker. The door comes right off of the locker as it opens.

Gabriel: What the fuck is this? You got us the most run down locker room in the entire building?

Bo: Who said anything about this room being run down?

Gabriel: Look at my damn locker. The door comes right off the hinges.

As he is staring viciously at Bo, a screwdriver rolls out of Bo's locker. Gabriel throws the locker door hard against the wall of the locker room and stomps toward his tag team partner.

Gabriel: You have something you want to explain to me?

Bo shakes his head and grins evilly at his enemy and partner. Gabe grabs Bo and throws him up against a locker.

Bo: You better get your damn hands off of me.

Gabriel: What are you going to do? You can't handle me. I've been to prison, boy. I am not afraid to drive that screwdriver into your kidneys and go back for a little bit longer.

Bo: Come on. You're not going to do that to me. Let me go.

Gabe lets go of Bo, who immediately drops to his knees. He crawls to a bench and pulls himself slowly to his feet.

Bo: Look. We have to focus on this match with Mrs. Red. We are going to annihilate her. However, you know there is a problem.

Gabriel: Yea. Her stupid fucking man is lurking around. Says that "he has a plan."What do you think it is?

Bo: I know one thing. We have to put this shit behind us and watch each others back.

Gabriel: Yea. Watch our backs, especially you.

Bo: You keep telling me to watch my back. I'm going to fuck you up if you trying anything on me.

Gabriel steps closer again but Bo holds up a hand.

Bo: Match.

Both men stare down at each other for a minute and then turn to head for the door. They both shove each other around for a moment before squeezing out of the locker room door together.

Fade.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 2: Mrs. Red vs Bo Diaz and Gabriel Peters (Credit: Mr. Red)

"The End Is Near" begins to play over the speakers. Both Bo Diaz and Gabriel Peters come onto the stage and make their way to the ring. They slide under the bottom rope and walk around taunting out at the crowd. After taunting at the crowd, they both turn to the ramp and await the arrival of their victim.

After a few moments, "Ni Frued Ni Tu Mama" blares into the arena. Mrs. Red comes out onto the stage. She is walking rather slowly toward the ring. She is alone with no sign of Mr. Red. Bo and Gabriel's grins get wider after seeing her alone.

She walks up the steps and climbs into the ring. She huddles in the corner and watches both of the other men. They begin to inch toward her and eagerly await the ref to ring the bell.

Suddenly they both stop. Bo and Gabriel look around for the ref. They quickly realize why that the bell hasn't rang. Suddenly "Reds Fan" by Freekbass hits the PA. Out onto the stage walks Mr. Red. He has a referee shirt on as he makes his way to the ring.

Mrs. Red smiles slightly as she sees her man walking to the ring with his referee shirt on. Bo and Gabriel begin to argue in the corner. They both point to Red and scream obscenities at him. Mr. Red calmly walks to the ringside area and grabs for a mic.

Red: Damn straight. I am the special guest referee for this contest. And this match is no longer a 2 on 1 handicapped match. This contest is a normal 2 on 2 tag team bout. Let me introduce you to Mrs. Red's tag team partner. Ladies and gentleman, returning to an ACW ring for the first time in ages. He is one half of Code Red. Give it up for Tornado!!!!!!

Diary of a Madman by Gravediggaz hits the PA and Tornado comes out to a warm reception from the crowd. He makes his way to the ring with a giant smile on his face as he slaps hands with fans.

He slides into the ring and high fives his former tag partner, Mr. Red. He takes the time to pose on each turnbuckle. Once he is finished, he walks over to his corner and shakes hands with his tag partner for the evening, Mrs. Red.

Mr. Red rings the bell as Mrs. Red hops out of the ring onto the apron. On the other side of the ring, Bo pushes Gabriel into the corner and walks toward the center of the ring to start the match.

Both Tornado and Bo lock up in the center of the ring. Tornado works a headlock on Bo. Bo backs up to the ropes and pushes Tornado off. Tornado bounces off the ropes and shoulder blocks Bo to the mat. He bounces off the ropes again and leaps over Diaz. Bo rushes to his feet and leaps in the air expecting Tornado to run under. Bo lands back on his feet and recieves a cold slap in the face from Tornado.

Bo staggers back to the corner and gets slapped again. This time the slap comes from Gabriel Peters, who backhanded Bo across the face to make his tag. Peters races into the ring and charges Tornado. He is quickly met with a drop toe hold.

Tornado walks to his corner and asks Mrs. Red if she wants tagged in. She extends her hand and accepts a tag. She gets in the ring and walks over to Gabriel. She gets in a few stomps before Peters grabs her foot. He gets back to his feet, still holding on to hers. She hops around on one foot and the tries for an enziguiri. Gabriel ducks it and goes for an STF.

Mrs. Red struggles quickly to the ropes and screams in pain. She grabs the ropes but Peters doesn't let go. Mr. Red walks to them, grabs Gabriel and throws him roughly off of his fiancee. He lectures Peters who in return flips Red off and walks over to slap tag Bo.

Bo ducks the tag and hops off the steps. Gabriel holds his hands up to say "WTF." Bo hops back onto the apron and smacks the hand of Peters to tag himself in. Bo leaps into the ring and runs for Mrs. Red. He hits her with a clothesline. Bo clotheslines her again and she stumbles into the corner. Bo sneers at her and walks to the corner. He grabs her and lifts her to the turnbuckle.

Bo lifts Mrs. Red up and tries for a superplex. Mrs. Red counters on the way down into a cross body. She hooks a leg and goes for a cover. Gabriel rushes in and breaks up the cover. Tornado springboards off the ropes and catches Gabriel with a hurricanrana. Both men tumble to the outside, leaving Mrs. Red and Bo Diaz in the ring on their own.

Bo gets to his feet at the same time as Mrs. Red. He quickly hits a standing dropkick on Mrs. Red. He goes for a cover. Mr. Red does a very slow count and Mrs. Red kicks out just before two. Bo gets up and walks to Red. He delivers a slap in the face to the referee. Mr. Red gets pissed and connects with the Cincinnati Swing. Diaz stumbles back and gets rolled up by Mrs. Red.

1....

2...

...the count is stopped as Mr. Red is dragged out of the ring. The crowd boos to see Andrew Starr is the man that pulled Red out of the ring. Red struggles to his feet. He spins around and is met with a title shot to the head from the Entertainment Champion. Red drops to the floor. Tornado makes his way around to see what is going on and also takes a shot to the head for his efforts. Starr backs up the ramp taunting Mr. Red with his Entertainment belt. He disappears backstage as Gabriel slides into the ring.

Peters slides in just in time to help Bo set up and connect with an inverted 3D. Both men try for a cover at the same time. Bo throws Gabriel away and screams that he is the legal man. A new referee rushes to the ring, slides in, and counts the three.

Winner: Gabriel Peters and Bo Diaz

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: "Precursor to Confrontation" (Credit: Rattlesnake)

The scene opens to the backstage area. It's not very busy at the moment, but that's only because everyone is off doing their own things. A door in the background opens and the camera pans in on it. Someone walks into view and it's none other than Rattlesnake. All at once, the fans start cheering.

Rattlesnake looks around a couple of times before a familiar face shows up. No, it's not Hunter. Shame on you all. It's ACW Interviewer Charlotte King.

Charlotte: Welcome back Rattlesnake.

Rattlesnake: I really didn't wish to be here tonight. But as you know, I have some business to attend to.

Charlotte: I understand. Is it alright if I ask you just a few questions for old times sake?

Rattlesnake grins and chuckles.

Rattlesnake: Why not. It is for old times sake after all.

Charlotte: Ok. How does it feel to set foot in an ACW arena again?

Rattlesnake: It feels good. I may have left this place a few weeks ago, but it's still home. It's a part of me. A part of me that you can't take away.

Charlotte: Over the past month, we've seen this anonymous person leaving little messages here and there, trying to rattle everybody's cages. What exactly is your take on this?

Rattlesnake: Honestly, I think it's disrespectful. The way that this is happening, it shows no care for anything or anybody. The theft of my Snakequalizer hangs over my head. All of this is done just to try and make a name for themselves and we don't even know who it is.

Charlotte: I have to agree with you there.

Rattlesnake: Furthermore, there's no thought into this. With all of this agitation and annoyance, what does this person hope to achieve after we find out who it is? He'll be lucky to not have the entire ACW family trample over his sorry ass.

Charlotte: That's a valid point. No true motives have been revealed yet, so we can't figure out what there is to gain.

Rattlesnake: We can figure one thing out though.

Charlotte: What's that?

Rattlesnake: He's pissed me off and if anyone knows me, that's a big mistake. It's a mistake I intend to rectify and I'm going to do that in the ring tonight. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got someone to see.

Charlotte: I understand. I won't keep you any longer.

Rattlesnake walks past Charlotte and down the corridor. He's a man on a mission. That mission, retrieve his Snakequalizer and confront this mystery person. With any luck, he'll be able to do the revealing himself and find out just who has been jerking ACW around for the past month.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 3: Blaine and Jon Taylor vs the Lambert Boys (Credit: Jon Taylor)

Match 3: Jon Taylor and Blaine Stone Vs The Lambert Brothers (Credit: Jon Taylor)

ACW: Genocide returns from a commercial break, just in time for the third (and what should really be much higher up the card) match of the evening. The crowd don't look particularly interested, but it is to be expected when they're forced to sit through the talentless competitors who occupy the lower end of the card. But lucky for them two members of The Second Coming shall be in action next! Yes that's right, Jon Taylor and Blaine Stone will be handing out a damn good beating to The Super Mari-- Lambertio Brothers. A few chants can be heard around the arena, but they don't sound too enthusiastic to say the least. Phillip the ring announcer makes his way into the ring, which gets a bit of a reaction from the crowd as they know it's time for the next match of the evening.

Phillip | Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it will be contested under tag team rules...introducing first weighing in at a combined total of 480 lbs...Jon Taylor and Blaine Stone!

Immediately "Revolution Begins" by Arch Enemy hits the P.A system as the two members of The Second Coming make their entrance. Taylor makes his way through the entrance curtain first, with Stone close behind. As the two men stop at the stop at the top of the entrance ramp, the crowd of course respond with boos and other various forms of abuse. My god, they finally came alive! Both men have their usual attire on, though Taylor now has "The Second Coming" on the back of his trunks, of course Taylor has his usual cocky look though Stone is able to match it. After spending a few moments winding up the fans even further and talking a bit of trash Taylor begins to make his way down the ramp in an arrogant and cocky fashion - making sure to further antagonise the fans as he passes by. Stone follows, though at his own pace and making it clear he is just as much in control as Taylor. As the two men roll under the bottom rope to enter the ring the crowd continue to boo them, though this only encourages the pair further. They both pose at opposite turnbuckles before heading to the other side of the ring to await the arrival of their opponents.

Phillip | Ring Announcer: And introducing next...weighing in at a combined total of 500lbs...The Super Lambertio Brothers!

"Freak on a Leash" by Korn hits on the P.A system to signal the arrival of The Second Coming's opponents for this evening....The Super Lambertio Brothers! As the pair make their way through the entrance curtain and to the top of the entrance ramp they too are met with boos from the fans! The fans clearly aren't happy today are they? The two men pose to further annoy the fans before beginning to make their way down the ramp at a rather quick pace. As Taylor and Stone look on at their opponents, almost laughing at them as The Super Lambertio Brothers reach the bottom of the entrance ramp. The pair stop to look up at their opponents before heading up the steel steps and onto the ring apron. As the two men enter the ring the referee instructs Taylor and Stone to stand back as they both look eager to get the match underway already. As the crowd continue to boo all the participants of this match, Spike and Stone step forward to indicate they will be starting the match-up for their respective teams.

The bell rings.

Spike and Stone both step into the centre of the ring as the bell is rung. Both men have a sort of stare down, Stone appears to be extremely confident while Spike appears to be a tad more cautious. The two men lock up as the crowd look on, still booing. Stone is bigger than Spike, and makes sure the smaller man knows it by dragging him around the ring for his own amusement. He decides to actually do something and nails Spike with a kick straight to the mid-section. Stone laughs as Spike cries out in agony from the unexpected shot and is clearly winded. Stone looks over towards Taylor with a smile on his face before going to work on Spike. Stone strongly irish whips Spike into the ropes and as Spike rebounds off he nails Spike with a powerslam straight onto the ring canvas. Stone covers Spike, though doesn't hook the leg. 1..2...easy Kickout from Spike. Stone not one to dwells on his misfortunes immediately drags Spike back to his feet, only to irish whip Spike straight into the corner next to Taylor. Stone taunts as Spike winches from the impact. Stone makes sure to taunt Ross as well before breaking into a sprint in the direction of Spike, looking to connect with a huge boot to the head of Spike! However, Stone's time wasting allowed Spike just enough time to recover as he ducks under Stone's leg and Stone instead connects with the turnbuckle and gets his leg hung up. Spike quickly makes use of this opportunity and rolls up Stone for the pin. 1..2...yet again another easy kickout. Taylor is now shouting instructions at Stone, clearly annoyed at Stone's messing around which could of easily cost them the match. Spike grabs a hold of Stone, bringing him back to his feet. He hits Stone with a headbutt to make sure he is fully dazed before dragging The Paragon of Perfection towards his own corner, to make the tag to his brother Ross. As Ross enters the match-up for the first time Spike nails Stone with a kick to the mid-section before Ross takes control. As the crowd reacts to the new participant entering Ross wastes no time to get into the match-up properly, now holding a big size advantage over his opponent he looks to man handle Stone and hits him with a serious of closed fist strikes to the face. Taylor looks frustrated from the lack of offense from Stone, and attempts to encourage him though it looks like it has little to no affect as Ross continues to dominate the match as he hits a knee straight to the mid-section of Stone and nails a suplex on Stone sending The Paragon of Perfection's spine straight into the unforgiving ring canvas once again. Ross hooks the leg for the pin. 1...2...Kickout. Though Stone seems hurt at the moment, there is still clearly more than enough in the gas tank to kick out. Ross seems slightly irritated that Stone kicked out and looks to immediately go to work again, pulling the lighter man to his feet. Ross releases his hold on a weary Stone as he looks to execute a diving clothesline, he rebounds off of the nearest ropes and flings himself in the direction of Stone...but somehow Stone evades the attack! Ross somehow lands on his feet, but the momentum is too great that he is unable to turn around quick enough as Stone hits a huge desperation back suplex sending Ross crashing to the mat, but the move takes so much out of Stone as he too falls to the ground! As the crowd finally come awake neither man looks able to make their way over to their corner to tag in their team mate. Slowly both men begin to inch their way forward, neither man seems able to stand up as they army crawl their way towards their team mate. After a few moments both men reach their corner at the same time to tag in their team mates! Both Spike and especially Taylor look eager to get in the match-up.

Both Spike and Taylor make their way into the match at the same time as Ross and Stone look to recover on the ring apron. Taylor looks like a man possessed, eager to show Stone how to get it done. Spike is fast, but so is Taylor and it appears Taylor is the hungrier of the two as he launches himself knee first at Spike and knocks Spike down to the ring canvas with a Flying Knee Strike! The crowd look on in awe as Taylor wastes no time to prove why he is the leader of The Second Coming. As Spike looks almost knocked out from the strike Taylor quickly brings him back to his feet, attacking him with a series of shin kicks before connecting with a HUGE elbow strike. This time as Spike crumbles to the canvas once more, Taylor does hook the leg. 1...2...and somehow Spike manages to get his shoulder off of the canvas. Taylor however doesn't look done yet, and immediately transitions from the pin to sink in a VERY deep armbar as Spike doesn't have time to react. Spike cries out in agony as Taylor twists Spike's arm which is sandwiched between his legs. The crowd look on wondering whether this is the end of the match, though they continue to boo for no good reason of course! Spike continues to try to wriggle free, but there is just no stopping Taylor! Taylor tries to increase the pressure of the armbar, but Spike seems determined not to tap. The referee looks confident that Spike's arm hasn't popped or dislocated out of its socket and seems happy watching Spike wriggle in pain. Taylor in a strange move grows frustrated that Spike will not tap in what may turn out to be a critical decision later on in the match releases the hold! Stone on the outside looks on in disbelief and shouts at Taylor, who doesn't seem to care. Taylor though brings Spike back to his feet, whose arm looks to be severely injured and holds him with one hand. Taylor poses before executing a devastating Taylor DDT driving Spike's head straight into the canvas. Spike looks out cold, but Taylor doesn't hook the leg! Instead with a smile on his face he gets to his feet once more and heads towards a confused Stone...and tags him in! Stone seems a bit confused and unsure what to do, but enters the match-up at the instruction of both Taylor and the referee. Stone quickly goes to hook the leg of Spike who still looks to be lying motionless in the centre of the ring. 1...2...2.5....kickout, in what would of almost certainly have been a certain pin fall had Taylor not tagged himself out Spike manages to kickout with a miniscule of time left. Stone who still looks a bit confused picks up Spike to bring him back to his feet and begins to connect with a series of knife edge chops as Spike is still clearly dazed from the Taylor DDT he just received. Ross looks on in dismay as Stone finishes off the series of moves with a swinging neckbreaker. Stone again hooks the leg for the pinfall. 1...2...3! Wait no...Spike got his leg on the rope, which of course Stone is protesting vigorously about to the referee. Spike seems to have somehow gained his bearings enough to make his way towards his corner. But still, Stone continues insist that he should of got the pinfall there and then, totally oblivious to the fact Spike is about to tag Ross in. Taylor can only help but smile at this predicament for some strange reason. As Stone realises what’s going on it is too late as Spike tags in Ross who looks very eager to set his mark on Stone. Stone turns around to see the 280 lb Ross Lambert charging towards him at full force and is levelled by a HUGE diving clothesline. Stone crashes to the ring canvas in a heap as the crowd admire the impact of which the move is executed with. Ross recovers quickly to pull Stone back up to his feet - not wanting to waste any time going for the pinfall in case it fails. As Stone reaches his feet once more he looks a tad dazed, though surprisingly not as badly as you would think. However, he is swiftly met with a kick to the mid-section to send him keeling over. Ross puts Stone in the set-up position for the powerbomb but pauses before attempting to execute to taunt his opponent. However, it looks like this taunt may cost him dear because as Ross begins to lift Stone, Stone grabs a hold of Ross's legs not allowing Ross to lift him. As Stone returns to his feet he makes use of the momentum to throw the MUCH larger man over his shoulders and Ross's back collides with the ring canvas.

Stone takes a few moments to recover before grabbing a hold of Ross he is still on the ground and dragging the big man to his feet. Stone nails Ross with a knee directly to the mid-section which forces Ross to keel over. A smile appears on the face of Stone as he begins to set him up for his finishing move; The Katsuo Otoshi! The crowd look on in anticipation as they know that the match could be mere moments away from its end. However, just as Stone looks like he is about to execute the move something captures his attention out of the corner of his eye - a fan it appears can be seen making his way through security and over the barricade! The fan is wearing jeans and a t-shirt, but look to be strangely heading directly for the ring. All four participants of the match look over in the direction of the fan who has now entered the ring! The referee instructs the fan to leave the ring, but the fan of course ignores him. Stone seems unsure what to do, as the fan appears to be heading for him! Stone releases his hold on Ross, and as he turns around the fan hits him straight to the side of the head with an elbow! The referee has no choice but to call for the match to be ruled a no contest as Ross rolls out of the ring and heads towards Spike as they look to high tail it out of ringside. As Stone tries to recover from the elbow the fan just hit him with, it is evident that the match has taken its toll and he is unable to defend himself. The fan proceeds to hit a devastating knee straight to the mid-section of Stone and he immediately hits the canvas. The fan looks focused, but seems also to be enjoying every second of this. As Stone tries to get to his feet, Taylor has now entered the ring to presumably aid his team mate. As Taylor approaches the fan, the fan now has a hold of stone around the head; Taylor looks ready to attack the fan, but what? Taylor launches himself at Stone, connecting with a HUGE knee directly to the temple of Stone! The crowd boo but also look on curiously as to what the hell is happening here! The trademark smile appears on Taylor's face, and now on the fan’s also - they're in cahoots! As the fan looks on Taylor picks up Stone and looks to punish his now "former" stable member (I would assume so after this anyway!) he immediately locks his hands around the back of the head of Stone - and this can only signal one thing; The Clinch. The crowd look on in astonishment as Taylor connects with rapid fire knees, each one capable of knocking a man clean out cold. Stone's nose doesn't only look bloody - it looks broken! Stone crashes to the canvas once more, leaving a bloody pool on the ring canvas, but still Taylor isn't done! The fan drags Stone to his feet and releases him as Taylor grabs a hold of him and connects with his finishing move; The Taylor Made! This time Stone's head ricochets directly off of the canvas, as both men laugh at their destruction. As Stone lays motionless in a bloody pool of his own blood, "Revolution Begins" by Arch Enemy erupts out of the P.A System and the two men exit the ring with their eyes still firmly fixated upon the motionless out cold Stone. The cameras fade out as the two men head up the ramp towards the backstage area.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Out with the old, in with the new
Credit: The Second Coming

Time for us to look at what the most evil stable in the universe is up too! Something evil, I'd bet! The scene opens in backstage, it is long since we witnessed a vicious beat down to the now former The Second Coming stable member, Blaine Stone at the hands of Jon Taylor and what we can only speculate on is Stone's replacement. The setting is The Second Coming's locker room, inside Fallen Souls, Nicholas Savich and Limelight can be seen. Fallen is in usual in-ring attire and has his belt on the ground next to the seat he is sitting on. Limelight also is wearing his usual in-ring attire as he too is set for action, his manager Nicholas Savich is dressed smartly in a grey suit. Suddenly there is bang outside and the door of the locker room suddenly flings open. it is Taylor and the man who accompanied Taylor in his beat down earlier in the night. The men inside the locker room look up toward the door to see who it is. Taylor's usual smirk has grown bigger, and he looks more than happy with the events that occurred only moments ago.

Fallen Souls | The International Champion: So your done with Stone then, I'm guessing?

Taylor simply smiles, he walks into the room and the man follows. Taylor gestures for him to sit down as the members of the stable carefully watch the man, who looks to have quite an impressive physique and looks to be of african-american descent.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: Without a doubt, Fallen! Why, we didn't only take care of that little fucker, we ended his career!

Nicholas Savich Wait a minute--the hell are you two talking about?

Taylor smile is briefly wiped off of his face and he tries to explain to Savich. Limelight looks on at Taylor emotionless as per usual.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: Wel-

Fallen interrupts Taylor with a grin on his face. Time to sum things up in a fashion that won't last half the show, I bet!

Fallen Souls | The International Champion: Pretty simple as to why all of this went down. You see, it turns out that Stone had an ego of his own. In fact, it was a gigantic ego rivaling the size of Taylor's. Frightened about his position as the self absorbed member of the group, Taylor decided we needed to replace the kid. I'm guessing he picked out someone at random to replace him, too...oh well.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: NO! That is not why! He was a liability!

Savich chuckles.

Nicholas Savich: Ah, well no big loss. The man never tweaked my interest anyways.

Savich pauses.

Nicholas Savich: But I am wondering--who in gods name are you? I mean Taylor, please, I thought you'd do better than just some random spectator! What kind of half-assed decision was that?

The man looks insulted by Savich, though keeps shut at Taylor's instruction.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: This is...'Showtime' Ryan Cooper! Me and Cooper go WAAY back from our days of Muay Thai training. Ah...the good old days...

Taylor appears to go into day dream mode.

Fallen Souls | The International Champion: No time for a flashback right now. What good is he to the rest of us, aside from doing what you say?

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: He's our replacement for Stone, of course!

Nicholas Savich: Wait! This doesn't make sense. You lose the dead weight -- and then go and grab someone new? That's like going on a crash diet and then eating more than before just so you can say you "lost" 25 pounds! That's stupid! If we already trimmed the fat, we don't need anymore!

Savich taps Limelight on the shoulder.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: That may be so, Savich - but 4 is such a dull number! Yes, 5 is where it's at! Besides, we had Stone - why can't we have Showtime?

Fallen Souls | The International Champion: I guess you have a point there, Taylor.. Still, is this going to end up like last time? He seems nice and fun then turns out to have a tremendous ego thirty minutes later? We can't keep replacing people.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: Can so!

Fallen laughs. Taylor looks confused as does Showtime who is carefully observing.

Fallen Souls | The International Champion: If he has an ego it will be your own damn fault, you know. Don't come crying to me in a week about wanting to get someone else. Because, you know, your jealous little habits or whining in private about other people getting attention really is ridiculous, and being your shoulder to cry on is more boring then watching Hunter try to be sane. It just doesn't work for me, you know?

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: I do not get jealous!

Taylor seems unaware of his jealous ways. How funny. Savich appears to be smiling!

Nicholas Savich: Well whatever, this is no choice for my opinion to matter in. As long as you stay out of my way I won't have any reason to believe I should order this man to take you out. Taylor, this is all on you though if he doesn't pull his own weight though.

Taylor looks at Savich in a curious manner.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: Didn't you see our destruction of Stone out there?! That is all the prove you need to know that Showtime deserves to be in this stable.

Fallen Souls | The International Champion: Is he some kind of mute or something? I know he's obeying your every little command and all, but the guy has to be able to talk for himself! It's bad enough we already have one guy that needs mediation.

Taylor gestures toward Showtime to talk.

Ryan Cooper | Showtime: Man, what am I gonna have to do, storm into Gingerdude's office and backhand his ass?! Taylor and I just whipped Blaine Stone's monkey ass for getting out of line. You see, at the rate Stone was going, he was gonna turn out just like Senator, just like Hunter, just like.. Thunderkiss, but Taylor and I checked him. We busted his face, literally. That dude's gonna be eating through a tube for months, and that's gonna happen to everyone that tries to take on the Second Coming. Now, I've been a big supporter or ACW for a long time, seeing guys like RDK and Kudo Yasuda make this place great, but nowadays, this joint is being run by a a handful of people. Man, I nearly threw up because of all that Thundercunt bull. Mofo even went on Jimmy Kimmel.. Kimmel, that fuckin' sell-out, but that's something that TC knows about. That's why it's up to us to make ACW truly great.. FSX, Limelight, myself, and of course, my good friend Jon Taylor have to all be at the top of the card to lead this company to the promise land. The first coming of ACW was good, but the Second Coming blows it out of the water.

Savich and Fallen looked impressed with Cooper.

Nicholas Savich: Maybe you are capable of making good decisions after all, Taylor!

Fallen Souls | The International Champion: Nah, he's pretty indecisive and self absorbed. But he gets the job done, I guess.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: Well, I least I get the job done!

Nicholas Savich: Well enough of this. Limelight and I have a big match to get ready for.

Ryan Cooper | Showtime: And with with the money Taylor hooked me up with to whip Blaine's ass, I'mma go to the tittybar. Cheap booze, cheaper women!

Fallen Souls | The International Champion: I think we've done enough here tonight. I'm going to go ahead and leave before I have to clean up some kind of inevitable mess that distracts from our goal.

As everyone suddenly makes their way out of the room and leaves Taylor standing in their alone, he looks quite pissed as he shakes his fist at the GODS!

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: Why do they have to question every damn decision I make!

As if there wasn't obvious reasons...

Fade to black.