Monday Night Warfare 18th August 2008

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Monday Night Warfare 18th August 2008

Schedule of Matches:
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Wayde Russler vs. Henry McKaye

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AC Evans vs. XS3

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Danny Mainer vs. Jay Zero

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WhiteSnake vs. G-Unit vs. The Road Steelers - ACW Tag Team Titles

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BK London vs. The Senator - ACW Heavyweight Championship

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Warfare commences with the crowd in high spirits; the card is stacked and the beer is cold (and on special offer thanks to a slight over-ordering issue). Tonight promises excellent entertainment, and for some of those involved, that means a suitable preparation is required….

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Segment: Classy As Hell (Credit: OCW - BK London, Jake Cheng, AC Evans, and Henry McKaye)

With the recent emergence of stables and teams throughout ACW, it seems that the company has turned into something that most people can relate through at one time or another in their life - high school. Whether it was separated by race, clubs, cliques, or just simple qualities that they share - one of the main reasons you remember your high school experiences are the cliques. No one's going to forget this period in ACW history, and we cut to one of the more powerful cliques in ACW currently. The group that not only holds two major ACW Championships, but consist of two of the best up and coming stars, and the Co-Chairman of the entired federation.

As the scene opens, we're introduced to a change of scenery from the hustle and bustle of the ACW arena. Instead, the scene fades into a brief shot of the clear blue sky before slowly panning down and revealing each members of OCW sitting outside around a table in front of one of the finest restaurants on ACW island - Le Flamant Rose. Each man was wearing a sleak, business casual style of dress and, despite Henry's facial tattoo and Evans' wild hair, you would've never guessed these men were in the wrestling business.

If ACW had moved down to the clique system of high school, OCW was the classy, rich kid table who had the principal in their back pocket while the other tables squabbled amongst themselves.

The waiter, attired in gold and black, is at the table collecting the orders of ACW's premier stable while they begin to talk strategy for tonight.

Jake Cheng: ... and Omlette Du Fromage with a root beer...

BK London: ...you sure you want to eat that much before the show?

Jake Cheng: Hell yeah, I'm the one who doesn't have a match tonight. Chop chop Pierre...

Waiter: My name is Jacques..

Jake Cheng: There's what I said. Just hop to it.

Jacques takes his leave from the table and Jake Cheng gets really comfortable, and Stephan Russo decides to start off the conversation.

Stephan Russo: Thank you guys for making it so early to this special brunch, which will be on me of course, so we can further discuss our plans for this evening...

Jake Cheng: It's a big evening for you guys..

Jake Cheng fills up on another dinner roll, at 3PM in the afternoon nonetheless.

Stephan Russo: Absolutely, Henry McKaye...you have a match against the leader of the New Upper Echelon, Wayde Russler. What exactly is your plan going into this match? This is a big deal if we're going to establish our supremacy...

Henry McKaye: Mr. Russeller's only advantage in our bout is that he stands a bit taller and weighs a bit more than I do. Other than that, this match is solidly in my favor... his American, AWA style of wrestling will be easy to turn against him. Beside, a man who talks as much as he does will finally see where a loud, brash attitude towards life will lead him.

Henry McKaye lifted his glass of water up to his mouth and took a quiet drink without so much as a slurp before continuing.

Henry McKaye: My rightful place as Emperor of the Ring is calling to me, gentlemen... and I'll be damned if I let a hotheaded young man take that away from me. I will break him.

Jake Cheng: Hell yeah, give those NUEbies hell.

BK London: If you can, try to break his jaw, that way he can have his mouth wired shut so we can all be saved from his mindless dribble.

Stephan Russo: Alright alright, next, AC Evans - you were absent on Thursday due to a prior engagement - but tonight you face XS3...perhaps the man most vocal about our alliance since we were created.

BK London: Most vocal is an understatement. The man won't shut up about us, he'll tell anyone who's listen about us.

AC Evans: After tonight, he won't be able to talk.

Jake Cheng: And you better believe that I'll take care of Jake Steele if he tries to get involved. He won't make it to Heatwave if he shows face in that ring.

Henry McKaye: And if the Thunder Train decides to become involved, I'll make derail the fat load before he can pull into Sunny Time Station.

Stephan Russo: And finally, BK London - you defend our most prized possession - the OCW Heavyweight Championship, tonight against The Senator. Do you have a plan?

BK London: I have a plan, but I don't see why I have to defend my championship tonight. The typical ACW contract says that the title has to be defended once a month before PPVs, I defended it against Mr. Red - what's the problem?

Stephan Russo: That son of bitch Gingerdude found a loophole in this situation. The contract doesn't say once, it says "at least once", that means once is the minimum of title defenses between PPVs.

BK London: That motherfucker...this makes no sense...I will have a little talk with The Senator before our match tonight. See if he really wants to go through this little match, I'm going to make him and offer he CAN'T refuse.

Jake Cheng: Alright there, Godfather...

Jake Cheng bangs on the table, catching the attention of their waiter.

Jake Cheng: Yo, Jean Luc - where's the food?!

Four simultaneously face palms as the segment ends.

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[Segment] The smell of justice!
[Credit] Bryce

The cameras open up at the office of none other than Co-Chairman Gingerdude. Sat behind his oak desk observing various items of interest to ACW he seems quite content. That is until however, he hears a loud noise of wood clattering against a door stop as his office swings open, uninvitedly. He looks up to see ACW newcomer, Bryce standing in front of him, not looking the least bit happy.

Gingerdude: Ah, Mr. Bryce. I was wandering whether I'd have the pleasure of your company today!

Bryce: I'm not here to play around, Ginger.

Ginger looks at the newest arrogant addition to the roster, a smirk becomes visible on his fast.

Gingerdude: And I don't doubt it after that entrance. What may I assist you with today?

Bryce stands still, expressionless, staring at Ginger.

Bryce: You know what I want, Ginger. You saw what happened last Thursday.

Ginger's smirk grows into a smile.

Gingerdude: I may be many things, Mr. Bryce - but a mind reader isn't one of them!

Bryce seems unamused by Ginger, not the least in the mood to play any games.

Bryce: You saw what happened during my match with Kudo; you saw Wayde Russeller interrupt our match, a match which I was about to win!

Bryce takes a few steps toward Ginger's desk, rest his hands on the front of it. Ginger looks partly unsure how to respond to the newcomer.

Gingerdude: Well, yes I did see Wayde get involved, he made quite an impact too if I remember correctly! Though, I seem to remember the ending slightly differently to you...

Bryce: I don't care if he "made an impact", what he did was ruin my match, a match was I was mere moments away from winning! He knew he couldn't take on The Epitome of Athleticism face to face, so he cheap shotted me instead!

Bryce's anger is rising, as Ginger stands up as a precautionary measure.

Gingerdude: Well, what do you want me to do about it? I can't stop people from trying to make an impact, nor from trying to gain a name for themselves!

Bryce carefully examines Ginger for several seconds before responding.

Bryce: Well then, it looks like I came to the wrong person then doesn't it.

Bryce turns away and heads towards the door. Ginger tries to get his attention again.

Gingerdude: Bryce? Bryce!

But it's too late, Bryce ignores Ginger's calls as he exits the office and makes his way out of sight. Ginger looks partly perplexed as he returns to his original position and the camera begins to fade to black.

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Automatic Victory
Credit: Jake Cheng

Much to the dismay of the ACW crowd, “Crisis” by Alexisonfire starts to play over the PA system. Soon after, Jake comes out to his new post-hardcore theme song, dressed in his trademark white suit. The crowd boos as he pats the OCW International Title, and walks into the ring. He grabs a microphone, ready to address the audience.

Jake: Well, well, it’s getting toward the middle of the month and you all know what that means. It means the mid-month title defense. Yes, it is a stupid rule, but I am not worried. I went to my good friend, the co-Chairman Stephan Russo and asked him about the match. And he told me some very important information. He told me...my first title defense will be on Thursday.

Pop.

Jake: I could have asked who my opponent was but it doesn’t really matter. He told me all that I need to win. All I needed to know was when to go to the ring to defend this title here and mission is accomplished. This really is like an automatic victory, as long as I step into the ring.

The crowd now boos at Jake’s arrogence, which happens to be so great that he can’t even hear said jeering. Or maybe he just chooses not to.

Jake: They can put anyone in that ring. Put in Kudo Yasuda, the man who still believes that respect and rebirth can win you wrestling matches. A flag on your back and a bandana on your knee doesn’t mean you have what it takes to have gold on your shoulder. Or maybe I’ll be defending my title against the failed rock star XS3. Well, I guess he was a semi-successful rock star since he was gone for a couple months. But you can’t stay in a basement playing Rock Band forever. Demon Inc probably already five stared all of the songs, leaving XS3 bored. But he won’t be here long, Rock Band 2 comes out in November, so this is just a brief return...again.

Zing. Did I do that right?

Jake: Well, I know they won’t send Rattlesnake, because no one can find him. And they won’t send Thomas the Thunder Engine because he’ll probably try to eat the title...and the ring...and the referee. They could send Mainer, but no one wants to see me beat him again. Or they could send ACW Brokeback, Wayde Russler. Maybe the new guy Bryce. Or, better yet, they will finally let me at Jake Steele so I can shut his mouth once and for all.

At the thought of this match-up sooner than expected, the crowd gives a pleasant reaction, but Jake cuts them off before they get too rowdy.

Jake: But you all get the point. Put anyone in ACW against me in that ring who is elegible for this title and they have no chance. It wouldn’t even be easier for them to lie down, they will lose faster if they tried. So this is my call to the superstars of Alpha Champion Wrestling. Pray, Pray that you don’t get booked against me. I’ll just be one more tally in your loss column.

Wow, that might be catchphrase worthy...but nonetheless, the crowd boos the defient Jake Cheng, who simply holds his OCW International Title in the air as we fade out.

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Segment: “The Rest is Still Unwritten” (Credit: Kudo)

Albright: Now Kudo, you know I am the ultimate pusher of the envelope, and boy have I got a surprise for you!

Albright helps himself inside Kudo’s locker room, and Kudo remains motionless. He is settled in a meditative state in lotus position on top of the cabinet with his eyes closed.

Albright: You’re meditating? I thought you didn’t have a match tonight?

Albright babbles on for a little while longer, waving a white bag in the air until he finally notices Kudo completely blocking him out. He waits a while, while tapping his foot and checking his watch when finally Kudo takes a deep breath, opens his eyes and dismounts.

Kudo: Sometimes meditation is something that should be done for the sake of internal strength and the stability it provides. What is it Albright?

Albright: Boy wait till you see what I went ahead and did!

Kudo: Did? As in it’s already done? I’m starting to get worried when you take the initiative without my consent.

Albright: Aha! And yet that’s what I’m here for, to take the initiative and bring Kudo Yasuda to the world.

Kudo: Right. So what have you got there?

Albright places his arm inside the bag.

Albright: Alright first, you know how we’ve already expanded your coverage to commercials, a DVD, ACW television and the internet, but now I’ve got the next form of media Kudo will conquer…books!

Albright pulls out the cover of a prospective novel.



Kudo: !

Albright: So I have this publisher friend and I called in a favor and pitched the idea of a documentary of Kudo Yasuda in literature form, you know, what regular people call an “autobiography.” So we churned out a great front and back cover to the book that was satisfactory for us. I say the front cover is for the pure wrestling fans and the back cover, (Albright nudges Kudo) is for the ladies. Man it’s going to be big.

Albright and Kudo stare at each other silently for several seconds.

Kudo: …where the hell did you get these pictures?

Albright: Hey you know me, I come up with the stuff when it really matters. So…what do you think?

Kudo: …the front appeals to wrestling fans? How could this picture possibly be appealing to serious wrestling fans?

Albright: Because they get to see the side of Kudo that isn’t on TV. People on the internet these days, they know everything about you, but only what they see and what the newsletters print, not the side of Kudo that this cover evokes. This book cover is going to bring in the buyers Kudo, trust me. A random person will walk by and see, “wow smiling Kudo! I have to get this and see what that’s all about!” It practically sells itself!

Kudo: …did you have to have this pink script font? It looks like a freaking romance novel…

Albright: Hey! That’s not all that far from the truth, the people are going to fall in love with you when they read this book on your experiences.

Kudo: That’s…not what I meant. Anyway, I’m not writing any book. And…do you have a bar code on this thing already?!

Albright: Well I’m a man of action Kudo, I’d have had this book on shelves already if I didn’t have to wait for you to, you know um…write it. But hey, now that I think about it, I can have that done for you too! How do you feel about ghostwriters?

Kudo: …

Albright: Kudo?

Kudo: …


(still in disbelief) Where the hell did you get these pictures?

Albright chuckles and places his arm on Kudo’s shoulder as he continues to stare at the terrible cover to the book he never wrote.

Kudo(sighing): I think I’m going to need a little more meditation…

-Fade Out-

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Segment: A Night of Lust, or Love?
Credit: Wayde Russeller

8/17/08-1:06 AM

Wayde Russeller slowly stand up from the bed and looks at the clock. Its about one in the morning and tomorrow night is Warfare. He should be sleeping but as he looks at the lovely woman next to him he remembers what woke him up. He quietly walks to the bathroom as to not wake her. He fills up a cup next to the sink with water and chugs it down. He looks in the mirror. What was last night? For the most part he thinks the amazing sex from the night before was just one lustful night. Another groupie he had his way with. However something about last night felt so real. Almost like........Love

Just the thought of that word sends a chill down his back and causes him to shutter. In his life he was never in love. Sure he had relationships but he cared for his girls. Not loved. And after one night with this girl this feeling was arising inside him. Was it fate that led his car to break down so he could meet Diamond. Diamond, even her name made his stomach jump with excitement. The most beautiful name he had ever heard. In the other room he hears a stir and call of his name

Diamond: Wayde? Why are you awake? You have a show tomorrow.

Wayde smiles and walks out of the bathroom and leans on the door. He looks at the beautiful Diamond Fox laying on the bed. She looks up at with her sky blue eyes that he can feel himself getting lost in.



Wayde: Yea I know. I just needed to think a little bit.

Diamond sits up with a half smile

Diamond: About what?

Wayde: My match tomorrow, life.......you

Diamond: Oh yea? What about me?

Wayde: How beautiful you are.

Diamond: C'mon Wayde. You already got laid, no need to suck up anymore!

Wayde: It’s not like that. Well I'm not gonna lie originally that was the plan, but you’re different than other girls. You amaze me.

Diamond: Maybe you......LoVe me!

Diamond and Wayde chuckle as he starts to walk towards the bed.

Wayde: Now don't you get ahead of yourself now.

Diamond: Shut up and come show me why you’re Mr. X Rated…

Wayde goes over and gets on top of her while the two kiss. He gets under the cover as she lets out a little moan. Wayde now knows its not just same old sex. He has feelings for this girl. Maybe even.......love

Fade.

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Match 1: Wayde Russler vs. Henry McKaye (Credit: Wayde)

The lights go dim and purple and yellow strobe lights fill the arena as "Jesus or a Gun" by Fuel blasts on the loud speakers. The crowd gives a little cheer as Wayde Russeller explodes from the back. He is smirking and running his mouth as he makes his way to the ring.

Edison: I caught up with Wayde earlier and he said things have been going exactly the way he planned since 7DS, and he said tonight.....NUE will show its dominance over OCW in the battle for control of ACW.

McNally: Thats pretty big talk from Wayde, but maybe....just maybe he will back it up.

As the opening riff of "What's Up People?" by Maximum the Hormone hits the PA, the lights dim down to crimson red and smoke pours out over the entrance floor. The AlphaTron flashes images of mushroom clouds, soldiers, and grizzly battlefields while flashing the Eye of Apocalypse logo. When the main beat of the song kicks in, Henry pushes past the black curtain and slowly makes his way to the ring apron with his arms stretched out. Henry's black hood prevents him from seeing the audience's disdain for him, but he ignores them as he hops up on the ring apron and tosses the hood off of his head with a smug grin. After stepping in the ring, Henry stretches his arms out again as he looks up at the ceiling before the music slowly fades out.

Edison: Well McKaye says he has nothing to prove tonight because he knows OCW is better than NUE, however he does want some payback from the way their six man tag ended.

McNally: Yea, and I'm sure if the dark masked man shows up again he will take care of him.

The ref checks both men for weapons before signaling for the bell to ring.

DING DING DING

The two participants dance around the ring not taking their eye off each other. They lock up in the middle of the ring and push back and forth for several seconds before breaking it off. They both back up a little before slapping on a double lockup once more. They push back and forth, almost bringing each other to there knees. They break again and Wayde backs up leaning on the rope. McKaye gets in his face and holds up the "1" symbol. Wayde laughs, leans forward, and holds up his middle finger. He goes to say something but McKaye slaps the taste out of his mouth.

Edison: McKaye wasn't having any of that!

McKaye hits the stumbling Wayde with high kicks to the chest and back before hitting him with a jumping roundhouse kick that sends him of the ropes. McKaye bounces off the other rope and comes back to connect with a vicious high knee strike that sends Russeller to the mat.

McKaye quickly moves around and picks him up for a quick but hard snap suplex. Not giving Wayde a minute to breath, Henry runs to the ropes and is able to hit an almost perfect Arabian-style Springboard Moonsault. He goes for the pin.

1....

2....NO

Wayde kicks out at two and the fans pop. McKaye looks at the ref with a nasty look.

McNally: I think he is telling the ref telepathically to count faster!

Edison: Yea the ref might want to listen, he looks down right scary.

Henry turns back to the match and picks Wayde up by his hair only to receive a stiff shot to the mid section from Wayde.

Edison: Well thats what happens when you turn your back on your opponent!

Wayde now starts to stand up while delivering some hard shots to the mid section. Finally he is on his feet and the punches go to McKayes face instead. He throws him off the ropes and meets him with a shoulder block then send Henry to the mat. Wayde drops to his knees and starts nailing right after left to McKaye. McKaye scratches Waydes face causing him to jump up. McKaye jumps up still a little woozy Wayde stays focused and runs to connect a diving shoulder block causes McKaye to fall in the seated position but the bottom turnbuckle. Wayde goes by the opposite turnbuckle and slaps his leg signaling for one of his finishers.

Edison: We haven't seen this in while!

Wayde runs at the turnbuckle and grabs the top turnbuckle pulling himself up in a vertical position.

McNally: The SMITH AND......

Wayde goes to swing himself down but before he can McKaye jumps up and throws him the opposite way and crashing to the floor!!

Edison: OH MY GOD! Did you see that! He might be out!

McKaye holds his ribs and bends over while the ref leans on the outside and starts his count......

1.......

2........

3.......

4..........

5........

10..........just kidding

6.........Wayde starts to stir

7.......Wayde climbs to his feet

While the ref is leaning over the ropes not paying attention, the man dressed in all black and a black mask runs in from behind. He smacks McKaye in the back of the head with the kendo stick causing him to stumble forward. McKaye turns around only to get a shot in the gut. The masked man retreats from the ring leaving McKaye bent over clutching his stomach. The ref turns around confused to why McKaye is bent over but its too late as Wayde Russeller comes flying off the top and connects with a violent Southern Justice(Fame asser) He makes the cover as the ref counts it

1.....

2.....

3!

DING DING DING

Philip doesn't even try to announce it this time instead just handing the mic to Russeller.

Wayde: Good choice Phillie. Ladies and Gentlemen..........here is your winner........MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR X RAAAAAATED!

With that he drops the mic as "Jesus or a Gun" plays and he rolls out of the ring. He backs up the ramp with his masked friend as they laugh. McKaye sits up and stares angrily at the two men while Russeller does the "Suck It" sign and the two men disappear behind the curtain.

Edison: So the masked man strikes again and NUE member Wayde Russeller gets the win!

McNally: Yea Mr. X Rated and his mysterious buddy just stole one from OCW. So that makes the score OCW-1 and NUE-1 I guess no one has control over ACW yet.

The camera zooms in on McKayes angry face before fading to commercial.

Fade.

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Segment: We're just here to be honest and win some motherfucking gold (Credit: RSX3)

As we cut to the back, we see something that looks like it came out of a presidential commercial; a Canadian and an American flag rest on opposite sides of each other and a podium stands in the middle with the RSX3 logo emblazed in the middle. A voice suddenly announces the arrival of RSX3.

Voice: “And now a word from Mr. Thunder Train, Mr. Jake Steele and Mr. XS3.”

Seconds later, the three members of RSX3 approach the podium. The three of them are dressed in snazzy suits as Train pauses to adjust his tie. XS3 is the first one to approach the podium as he clears his throat before talking.

XS3: “My fellow ACW citizens, I am here to address a couple of issues with 'all y'all' tonight. First off, regarding the street fight challenge made for Heatwave against Hatchet, I just want to reason with 'all y'all'. I--”

Train gently punches XS3 in the arm. The Canadian turns back to his teammate.

Train: Man cut that shit out. You're not George W. Bush!

XS3: “Interrupt me again and I'll sue you! Anyway, if you're watching this Hatchet, remember this. I'm waiting on your answer, you shallow coward. There isn't going to be anywhere to run after I get through with you. You better give me an answer tonight or else there won't be a Heatwave for you. There will only be a fist in your grotesque, masked face. And tell Seymour that if he wants in on it, I got no problem whoopin' his ass all over the arena too.”

Steele nods before the camera gets a shot of Train about to enjoy a sandwich. He looks up at the camera, rolls his eyes and puts the sandwich down before XS3 continues.

XS3: “As for the other issue at hand, this is regarding the tag team title match, featuring my 'new best friends', Jake Steele and Thunder Train. For weeks, we've had to put up with all this crap about Whitesnake being champions and G-Unit's career being jumpstarted due to the new Upper Echelon. It's time to wake up and smell the coffee: you guys are nothing but sellouts nowadays and that's how people are going to view you for a long time. As for Whitesnake, well let's just hope that Snake doesn't lose his mind again once he loses the match and the belts, courtesy of the Road Steelers.”

Steele: Holla'.

Train: You betcha.

XS3: “Oh, and one more thing, hey BK! How does your back feel? You know, cause you have to carry that worthless sack of skin called AC Evans around with you? Hey Evans, if you're somehow watching this, I ask of you to take this message with a grain of salt… I don't think you've still been properly introduced to ACW yet. In that case, allow me to be your welcoming committee because I promise you this, after tonight, you will never want to hear the name 'XS3' again. And that's all I've got. Over to you now, guys.”

XS3 steps down from the podium and Jake and Train go over to the podium at the same time. They briefly scuffle for the chance to be at the center before Train nudges Steele aside.

Train: Excuse me Steele. Now, about our team team title match coming up. You see, I don't want to sound cocky but, we really have no chance of losing this match. I mean, we've pretty much beaten all four of those other guys before, which puts us on top. The people want to see us win. They want to see the Road Steelers with tag team gold. And trust me, after tonight, they won't be disappointed...

Train then stands aside and Steele then goes over to the mic with a small smirk on his face.

Steele: Now. Eva' since I've been apart of ACW, I've tried ta' be a man of my word. I said I would take out Freeman, and I did. I said I would take out Kudo, and no offense to da' dude... but I did. I said I would bring a reva'lution ta' ACW... and I am. Da' Road Steelers aren't like da' past alliances I've made hea' in ACW. Nah, these dudes got dey' heads on tight and dey' know why dey' want. Which is da' exact reason we formed dis' stable. I was no longa' lookin' fo' people to buy out, but people dat' I could help, as much as dey' help me. A mutual friendship, a unit, and dat' is what we got.

XS3 slowly claps in the background as Train tries to sneak a quick subway sandwich, before Steele catches him and tells him to pay attention.

Steele: Therefore. I deem dis' day as a new day. A day that people will remember fo' da' rest of dey' lives... da' day when da' Road Steelers got their first championships. Da' day... when Whiteboy Snake, Gorilla Unit, The Turkey Basters, and Top Crawfish all realized dat' THE ROAD STEELERS JUST DON'T QUIT! We can't stop, won't stop. *Steele does the Harlem Shake* And we ain't go no plans to ever stop.[/i]

Train stands next to Steele and randomly shouts “FUCK YEAH!” as Steele looks to his side, and nods his head before saying the final pieces of his speech.

Steele: And oh no! Don't even think I fo'got 'bout yo' ass Cheng! We gonna put it like dis'... befo' it was about jus' playin' wit' ya' mind. It was about waitin' fo' da' right time ta' strike, and dat' time could have been anywhere on dis' show, da' next show, or any show in da' nea' future. But last week, everything changed. I took a little visit to my dude Kudo's locka' room and he told me about honor, he told me about fightin' fo' da' junior heavweights in ACW, da' true heavyweights!... in ACW. 'Cause we got da' most athletic ability and we know how ta' put our shit ta' use. And it don't matta' who you got on ya'side Cheng, Chong, Kung-Fu Palace! It don't matta', because I look in ya' eyes, and I know ya' scared. I know ya' don't want to face me, and I know you tryin' everything to avoid fightin' me. But oh, tonight... is gonna be a little different. Tonight I got plans for us, and oh no, it won't be a date. But ya' might want to light a candle or two, set the mood a bit, 'cause things in ACW... is about to get real, real interestin'.

XS3 then stands up and joins his partners at the podium.

Steele: And dat's how shit is about ta' go.. cause we are...

XS3: “…the Road Steelers…”

Train: And we're always…

All: …stealing the show.

The three men then look to the camera and nod before Train breathes a sigh of relief and picks up his sandwich. Steele facepalms while XS3 chuckles. The scene then fades to black before these credits appear on the screen:

Director: A former NFL football player
Voice: Someone who sounds like David Penzer
Paid For: By the people who don't want OCW or NUE terrorizing ACW

Fade.

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Segment: “Three too many” (Credit: Kudo + Wayde + Bryce)

Charlotte: Charlotte King on the scene here backstage with Kudo Yasuda.

The camera pans back and shows both of them standing next to each other as fans watching from the arena monitor cheer.

Charlotte: Now Kudo, even though you aren’t booked in a match tonight you still have something to address here on Warfare do you not?

Kudo: That’s right Charlotte, I certainly do. Now last week I had a match with the new blood, Bryce, and it was my duty to shut this kid up. Now frankly I don’t usually enjoy being in the bottom of the cards, but in this case I was willing to make a detour and put this kid in his place.

Charlotte: And why’s that?

Kudo: Bryce called me out and said I should just step down and let the new blood take over? Well I had to go out there on Meltdown to see if he could take my place personally. The kid is like any other generic person in wrestling today; young, brash, stupid and ignorant. And to make things worse, he has a mouth to match. So right when I was about to drop this kid on his head from the top rope and maybe knock some sense into his brain, Wayde Russeller thought it was his business to come out and take away that satisfaction from me.

Charlotte: And how do you feel about that?

Kudo: Well Wayde is another one of those types of people I can’t stand here in ACW; stupid and mouthy. And the guy is always on screen. He’s obsessed with himself and has no idea that all he’s doing is turning fans off to ACW. He’s the typical heavyweight wrestler who thinks too highly of himself and tries to hide his shortcomings by running his mouth and hiding behind a stable. But when he enters my business, I can’t let it go on unpunished. He knows he isn’t good enough on his own to get camera time, so he tries to take it from other people like me. It’s an ugly practice Charlotte, but what can you expect from people like him?

Wayde: Greatness....

Almost on cue, Wayde comes out to several boos from the crowd and faces Kudo as quick thinking Charlotte brings the mic to his face.

Charlotte: Well I guess we have Wayde Russeller joining us to. What were you saying La......

Wayde: Its not "The Law" anymore Charlotte. Its "MRRRRRRRRRRR. X RAAATED "!!

Charlotte: Ok, Mr. X Rated.....you were saying something in response to Kudo?

Wayde: Yea don't get your panties in a bunch babe I am getting to it. See here I am, walking around the backstage area and what do I hear? Yoda over here complaining because I knocked him out last week. And not only that but I gotta hear his ranting about "Heavy weight mentality" and the "oppression of junior weights" Give me a break little man.

Kudo shakes his head angrily and steps forward a little.

Wayde: Don't be getting tough now I'm not done yet. As far as my air time goes, I'm always on screen because when I am on the tube, people turn in. Last week I did what i had to do. I sent a message. That I am the best of the best and when little puppies like you and Bryce step to my face, you better be ready for Mr. X Rated to set you straight. Now, like I said last week, I'm done with you two no names and its time for big better thing from......

He grabs the mic and cocks his head back

Wayde: MMRRRRRRRRRRRR X RA........

As Wayde speaks he is interrupted by something; the sound of a large metal object clashing with his skull! Out of no where Wayde is sent crashing down face first into the floor beneath him. The camera man tries desperately to pivot round to see who or what caused it, he spins around and none other than Bryce is standing there with a steel chair in hand. Kudo tries to react, but is taken off guard by Bryce seemingly coming out of thin air and is quickly hit to the mid-section by Bryce with the side of the chair. Charlotte looks on in horror as Kudo keels over, but Bryce isn't done yet. He lifts the chair high above his head before coming crashing down with a brutal shot to the back of Kudo's head, like Wayde before him Kudo collapses down onto the floor beneath him.

Charlotte: O-oh my g-god!

Bryce turns to Charlotte with his steel chair in one hand, she looks shocked though Bryce doesn't say anything before looking away again. He looks like a man possessed, his trademark smirk isn't visible as he leans over his two victims with a menacing stare. After several seconds he stands up straight again and calming walks off, out of camera shot. The camera pans to Charlotte who is still in a state of shock and unable to say anything, before slowly focusing on the two motionless bodies of Kudo and Wayde where the screen slowly begins to fade to black.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: When The Cobra's Met The Mongoose

(Credit: Scott Andrews and Jay Zero)

After last week’s Meltdown Jay Zero was feeling a bit better; bitch slapping Andrews and sending his message loud and clear certainly satisfied his crazy self, at least for the time being. However, Zero must be somewhat confused as to Chambers and The Brothers Grimm and their involvement in ACW, especially tinkering in his business. Nonetheless, the estranged grappler walks the backstage area of the arena until he is stopped by an outstretched arm. The camera pans left to see Mr. Chambers and his sidekicks. The crowd lets out a thunderous round of boos as the trio enter the frame. Zero looks confused and a little taken back. Hack and Slash tower over the 5’10 superstar.

Chambers: Hello, Jay.

Zero :: ...Can I help you?

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Chambers: Well, I’ve been watching your interaction with Scott Andrews and I must say; bravo. You have the same agenda as us it seems.

Zero :: Listen -- You and I DON'T have the same agenda! I just want a title shot and Scott Andrews is the main thing that stands in my way!

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Chambers: Listen, Jay, what would you say to an offer to join up with us to take Scott out of contention for his World Title shot, and for any other title shot in the future?

Chambers smirks with malicious intentions swirling through his psychotic brain. Zero seems hesitant at first but eventually warms up to the idea.

Zero :: ...Well with Scott out of the picture, that sure would make things a bit easier. And hell, if I was the one to do it....

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Chambers: I’ve been waiting a long time to get my hands on Scott, Jay, realize that. I’ve had legal battle after legal battle because of my former boss’ death and it’s all Scott’s fault. Because I was left to run that business I was the one pinged for the fraudulent activities that went on behind the scenes. So if I want damage done to him, I’ll have it done...well, these two will have it done.

Hack and Slash look down at Zero, baring their teeth and looking generally menacing.

Zero :: Alright, look! I see where you're coming from! You've been screwed! And so have I! Both of our careers have plunged because right when we get near the top, somebody pushes over the ladder! So I don't mind at all aligning myself with you guys -- but hear me out now. I am the one that takes out Scott Andrews!

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Jay looks at each of the men, searching for a reaction, but there are no objections. Jay nods his head and slightly smiles as he walks past the Brothers Grimm and down the hallway, now with other matters on his mind to pursue. As Chambers watches Jay walk off -- we can only wonder what this man has in mind for Scott Andrews. And if it has anything to do with Scott being taken out of the World Title picture, you can know for sure that Jay Zero will do it. At this point -- He will do anything to make an impact, and prove that he is worthy to be a top World title contender.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 2: AC Evans vs. XS3 (Credit: Zero)

A.C. EVANS
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 176 lbs.
Hometown: Unknown
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XS3
Height: 6' 6"
Weight: 280 lbs.
Hometown: Maple Creek, Saskatchewan, Canada

Entrance :: With "Hallowed Be Thy Name" by Iron Maiden playing throughout the arena, one of the members of OCW, and half of the new tag team called The Debasers, makes his way out to the ring. AC Evans is not embraced by loving cheers, but instead is booed during his entire entrance. Turning the tides a bit, "Beautifully Depressed" by Down plays and "The Exemplar" makes his way out while blue lights shine down on the arena and the crowd all cheers. He slides into the ring and briefly stands on the second rope with his arm raised in the air.

Ding Ding Ding

Match Beginning :: Starting off this RSX3 vs. OCW matchup, XS3 is quick to take control of the bout. The much bigger XS3 pushed Evans right to the ground when the two came head to head looking to grapple. Upon returning to his feet, Evans was quick to duck under a running clothesline attempt by the nimble XS3. Evans tried taking charge after kicking XS3 right in the gut, but he failed snap suplex attempt as XS3 planted his feet and refused to give in. Instead, he turned the tables and lifted Evans up into the air, holding him in a stalling suplex position for a good 5 seconds, allowing the blood to rush to his head before spinning and dropping him VERY hard with a powerslam! (Final Fate) He covered, but only got a two count.

Turning Point :: With XS3 mainly in the drivers seat, we can still say that this match has been a little back and forth. Evans has gotten in a shot here and there, even maneuvering out of a torture rack position when XS3 was looking for a Burning Cradle, and being able to turn the counter into a quick rollup, getting a 2 count. But now, we see the turning of tides once again, with AC Evans looking to fight off XS3. After a missed body splash by XS3 from the top rope, this is an opening. As XS3 stands to his feet while clutching his chest, he is met with several forearm shots and then a dropkick that sends him over the top rope and out of the ring! Catching a break, Evans slides out of the ring where he is successful in hitting a swinging neckbreaker just as XS3 is rising to his feet. As XS3 rises to his feet again, he quickly strikes Evans with a right hand and goes for a spinning side kick which doesn't connect. Spinning around from the missed momentum, Evans is able to then rush forward, pushing XS3 face first into the steel post!

Match Ending :: After the turning point, we saw the two re-enter the ring as the referee reached a count of 8, working with a 10 count. We then saw an attempted pin on XS3 which only lasted for a 2 count. Now AC Evans is perched up on the top rope, awaiting his opponent to stand to his feet. Just as he does, Evans leaps off the top rope, connecting with a high impact missile dropkick! XS3 rolls backwards from the impact and Evans looks to pins, but once again, only a two count. We now see a standing moonsault and a pin, but still, 2. Displeased in this, Evans begins to lift XS3 up to his feet, where to his surprise, gets taken off guard by him! XS3 lifts him up in a spinebuster position and runs him back right into the turnbuckles! From all the sudden burst of energy, XS3 slowly stumbles backwards and Evans disregards his pain and hops up onto the second rope. As XS3 strolls back towards the turnbuckle, he makes the mistake of not turning around, making himself wide open for AC Evans to Open Your Eyes! He hits the back-cracker and quickly rushes to hook both the legs of XS3. And this one is over! 1-2-3!

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding

Winner by Pinfall :: AC Evans

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Revealing truth? (Credit: XS3)

After a hard-fought match, XS3 is left in the ring by himself. He pauses to acknowledge the fans with a small smirk on his face. He goes to head out of the ring but a sudden interruption cuts him off. The audience turns their attention to the Alphatron and begins spewing venom at the two people; Hatchet and Seymour McFadden. XS3 stops what he's doing and seemingly heads into a defensive position.

Hatchet: "Matt… You really are a pathetic human being, you know that?"

XS3 looks at the crowd with an expression that says "Is he kidding? He should look in the mirror."

Hatchet: "You've been so focused on getting your revenge on me… You've been so focused on ending my short-lived career and letting your wife get the peace she deserves. But all this attention on your former wife has left you to abandon your current wife. You see, while you were so focused on annihilating me and this AC Evans fellow tonight…"

Hatchet looks on at Seymour, who has a small sadistic grin on his face. He holds up a tape that reads "My Dinner With Christine", which causes XS3's eyes to go wide.

Hatchet: "I took it upon myself to interview your wife Christine. I gave her more attention than you've been doing recently. She's pregnant and you're wondering how you can kill what you don't understand. To prove that you are more focused on vengeance than your own wife, I'm going to air this interview on Meltdown. And the world will finally see what a horrible person you really are."

Hatchet then cackles evilly and Seymour waves the tape tauntingly at XS3. The Alphatron cuts to static and XS3 is left in the ring with a cold yet concerned expression on his face. Without even hesitating, he exits the ring and immediately heads up the ramp. He bursts through the curtain and the camera catches him running down the halls, pushing workers out of the way. XS3 doesn't even stop in the RSX3 locker room to grab his stuff; he just heads straight for the parking lot to his car. Just before he can reach his vehicle, Hatchet appears out of nowhere and cracks a steel chair over XS3's head.

Hatchet: "You stupid bastard."

Hatchet then reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small burlap sack. He opens it and empties its contents out: thumbtacks. As the camera gets a shot of XS3's bloodied face, the crowd stands as one and boos the actions of this hideous figure. Hatchet then picks up XS3 by the hair and lifts him up by the legs. The camera manages to catch a single word escape from XS3's lips…

XS3: "Christine…"

Within milliseconds, XS3 is driven harshly into the concrete as well as the thumbtacks courtesy of a spinebuster. In addition, his head smacks off the concrete, knocking him out in the process. Hatchet cackles wickedly before standing up and walking off with the tape in his hands.

Hatchet: "Yes… The world will soon know what kind of a man XS3 really is."

Hatchet then disappears from the view of the camera, his laughter still being heard. The camera looks on at the sight of the fallen XS3, unconscious and bloodied.

Voice 1: "Hey there's a dude… Oh shit, man, it's Matt!"

Voice 2: "Whoa…"

The sounds of frantic footsteps are heard and surprisingly, the voices belong to Ken Williams and Jason Daniels. Not in character for this moment, Ken reaches into his pocket and pulls out his cell phone, dialing 911.

Ken: "Hello, 911? Yeah, we have a man bloodied and unconscious at the ACW arena. We need an ambulance out here pronto. Okay thanks, bye."

Jason: "This is getting out of hand. We've got to find Seymour at Meltdown and stop him from getting that interview on the air."

Ken: "I totally agree… And Jason?"

Jason: "…yeah?"

Ken: "…we gotta look for chicks too."

Jason: "…"

Ken: "…"

Jason: "…kick ass. Huh huh huh."

Ken: "Heh heh heh. Yeah. Big boobs and FIRE!"

I guess it's fitting to know some things never change.

Fade.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment - Reunion
Credit - Zero / Steele

As the scene opens up backstage, we find ourselves in the office of Co-Chairman Stephan Russo. As Russo sits in his office, he watches a tape of an old match between the current World Champion BK London and his opponent tonight, The Senator. BK has defeated him before in the past, but still, he should prepare for it all. Just then, we can hear the door of the office open up and close a few seconds later. Hearing the noise of the closing door, Russo glances up towards that direction. Upon seeing who it is, Russo knows that this was coming, or could have atleast expected it to happen sooner or later. As Jay Zero walks onto the scene, those in the arena watching on the Alphatron begin to boo. Russo smiles as he reaches for the remote, stopping the video tape and then turning off the TV. He swivels his chair towards the front of his desk where Jay Zero has stopped in front of, staring at Russo.

Co-Chairman Russo :: Hahah! Mister Jay Zero! Look at you!

Jay has a half smirk going on as he listens to Stephan.

Co-Chairman Russo :: It's been a while, Jay! Hasn't it?

Well...what does that mean? Zero slowly lowers himself down and sits down in one of the two chairs that are placed in front of the desk.

Zero :: Too long.

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Co-Chairman Russo :: Oh sure!

Russo smiles at Jay. If it's forced, we don't know for sure. But one thing IS for sure -- that Jay Zero helped BK London walk out the AC--err, OCW Champion for atleast 3 more days.

Co-Chairman Russo :: ...Now tell me. Why did you do it?

And Russo is the first to ask the question. Why? Other than his brief meeting with Chambers earlier, nobody has confronted Zero to possibly find out his purpose.

Zero :: Why? Do I really need a reason why? Can't a man just act upon what he feels is right or wrong with no questions asked?

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Russo doesn't answer. Quite frankly because -- well, he isn't sure what to take of Jay Zero...

Zero :: But since you're a nice man -- a friend that I've known for several years now I guess I can explain to you, Stephan.

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Wait, what? A friend? I believe there's more to this story than what meets the eye.

Zero :: Stephan, I did what I did, because I knew it was wrong. --Well, not my actions! But the actions of Mr. Red and Chairman Jonathan Gingerdude!

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Co-Chairman Russo :: Go on.

Zero :: Stephan! Ginger tried "bribing" me! He knew what I was looking for, so he used it against me to try and make me cost BK London that match!

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Co-Chairman Russo :: Well Jay, I'm just glad you decided to do the right thing!

Zero looks at Russo and shakes his head. A "heh" comes out and he smiles.

Zero :: ...Nah....No Stephan, you're not getting me here. I didn't decide to do the "right thing" because I felt is was unethical! I didn't decide to do the "right thing" because your boy was in trouble! I decided to do what the right thing was -- for ME!

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As Zero continues on, his eyes open up and get wider.

Zero :: I didn't care that Ginger told me to take out London! Hell, I could have easily laid him out Stephan! But it was the fact -- the fact that Ginger gave MR. RED! a World title shot, and not me!

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After hearing the real reason, Russo looks at Zero with a look of -- uh...Well I'm not sure what kind of look that is.

Co-Chairman Russo :: ...Oh..

Zero :: I mean - CHRIST! It's all I've been told! Prove yourself! Prove yourself! Prove yourself! And I HAVE! But still! No title shot! Nothing! IT'S BULLSHIT RUSSO!

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Zero pounds his fist down on the desk, expressing his rage over the situation.

Co-Chairman Russo :: Look Jay, I appreciate your help Thursday, but you must understand, I'm pretty busy here. Got some paperwork, and I must finish watching this tape.

Zero :: NO!

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Zero stands up, leaning over the desk and glaring into Stephan Russo's eyes.

Zero :: I am SICK and tired of being walked on! I am SICK and GOD DAMN TIRED STEPHAN! What about me?! WHAT ABOUT ZERO!? HUH?!

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Co-Chairman Russo :: I'm sorry! I can't just go booking title mat--

Zero :: YOU OWE ME STEPHAN! You of ALL people, owe me!

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As Zero interrupts Russo, he says something that shuts up the Co-Chairman.

Zero :: About five years ago you were worth something! And then about four years ago! You weren't worth SHIT Stephan! When you came back home to Portland, you were lucky to even get that job in PPW! I mean, you had the well known personality of a business man that ran his company straight into the ground! Of course a small, low budget federation would be dying to take you in! No! NO! I was the one that got you that job! When everybody backstage was bitching about you coming in and trying to take us down too, I had your goddamn back! Jay Zero was the reason you even remained IN the business!

For three years I sat by you, and listened to your stories about the business and who you knew! For three years, I was always the one to have your back when YOU weren't even around to defend yourself! And for THREE YEARS I was the only one to listen -- when nobody else gave a shit about you Stephan! I looked up to you as a friend, and for what? Hm? For nothing! That's what! The day that I got a contract from ACW, every single person in PPW was happy for me. Even the douchebags that didn't like me were still excited for me! Every person in that federation came up and congratulated me -- but you! You were too busy plotting out your future plans -- and you were too jealous by the fact that Ginger stole the one man that actually liked you in Portland Pro Wrestling! You were the only man Stephan, not to say congratulations. And you were the only man -- to not even say goodbye, and good luck!

You owe me Stephan Russo.

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Russo looks to his right, and closes his eyes, thinking about everything Jay Zero has said.

Zero :: ....For three years I listened to you and I've done you enough favors. But then when the time came, you spit in my face!

...Now it's your turn to listen! I want my rightful shot at the World Heavyweight Championship Title!

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Stephan Russo looks down at his desk, staring at the grains of wood. He knew this was coming, but he has to atleast try to stall...

Co-Chairman Russo :: I know you do Jay. -- And you know what? You'll get your shot!

He looks up at Jay, hoping that it will raise his mood. However--he has something else on his mind...

Zero :: When?

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Shit! Think Russo! Quick!

Co-Chairman Russo :: Soon! Soon! Trust me! But first -- I want to make sure you're ready to handle BK.

Zero :: Oh son of a bitch here we go again! THANKS A LOT! REALLY!

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The vein in Zero's throat juts out as he grits his teeth together and turns away, going towards the door.

Co-Chairman Russo :: Wait, bu--

Zero :: Fuck off. You've changed!

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Co-Chairman Russo :: No! Jay! I PROMISE!

The last thing that Stephan Russo needs is another man looking to join the fight to take down OCW. He knows his group is strong, but still --

Co-Chairman Russo :: Ginger has been making you jump through hoops for nothing! But you can trust me! You know me Jay! Once you show me you have what it takes to be a top contender, I'll give you that title shot, hassle free!

As Zero reaches for the handle of the door, he stops, listening to what Russo had to say...Slowly he turns around.

Co-Chairman Russo :: Oh and uhh! --That starts tonight! When um....you go up against the former International Champion! The Six String Sho-gun, Danny Mainer! Make me proud, Jay!

Zero stares at Russo with wary eyes. Having heard enough, he opens up the door and makes his exit from the office. Upon doing so, Russo looks very relieved and he takes a deep breath, sighing, before shaking his head. Just then the camera changes angles as we join Jay Zero walking backstage where we can see Jake Steele talking to one of our talented make up artists.

Steele: So I den' I told her... "GO ON DEN' BITCH, I DON'T NEED YO' STANKIN' ASS ANYWAY!"

The co-worker laughs, and quickly, Zero spots him and takes notice. He marches forward, gritting his teeth together, already angry from the answer he received from Russo and decides to take it out on somebody else. He spins Steele around and grabs him by the collar of his shirt and runs him backwards, slamming him right into the concrete wall. The makeup artist screams and runs away, out of the shot as Steele can only wonder what the hell is going on.

Steele: Ayo my nigga what the fuck! Get yo' hands off me son!

Zero keeps a heavy grip around his collar, mainly due to Steele resisting and trying to fight back.

Zero :: Do you think you're funny? Do you think you're witty? Cool? HUH?! DO YOU?! Do you really think that "RSX3" is NEW and INNOVATIVE?! Cause when I took a good look at you all last week, you know what I saw? I saw a CHEAP imitation of Entourage! --And just like Entourage, eventually you'll all grow tired of one another! Just like Entourage -- your little group, is gonna DIE! But for now! While you three are still friends and aren't at each others throats! You tell your fat ass friend Thunder Train and that dimwit XS3....

...That I don't WANT you --to love me!

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Zero pulls Steele back and then thrusts him forward once more, slamming him back first into the wall. Steeles body bounces off the concrete and he comes off holding his lower back in pain, watching as Zero walks off. Clearly, Jay didn't like the message that RSX3 was sending when they decided to mock him last Thursday. But that's another story....now, we're concerned about this whole matter with Jay Zero and Stephan Russo. They may have been friends in the past, but can we be totally sure on where the loyalty lies? Could this all just be a set up? Or will Jay Zero finally have a shot to become the next World Champion? I guess we'll find out -- but first, in order to even get that far, Zero must go one on one, with Danny Mainer.

The scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

[Segment] Repercussions
[Credit] Bryce

The cameras open up in one of the hallways which lead to the locker room area of the ACW arena; they're following the Co-Chairman Gingerdude. Where ever Ginger is heading for, he's heading for it in a hurry. As the cameras continue to follow him Ginger follows the hallway until he comes towards various locker rooms, he looks at the various name tags such as "Jay Zero", "The New Upper Echelon" and carries on until he finds the one he is looking for. He comes to a halt outside one of the doors. It says "Bryce" on it. He immediately pushes the door open and makes his way inside. Inside Bryce is sitting on a chair with the same steel chair he used to assault Kudo and Wayde Russeller earlier in the night, still in his right. Bryce immediately stands up and confronts his uninvited visitor, and two stand face to face.

Gingerdude: Just what the bloody hell do you think you were doing?!

Ginger is met by a frosty stare from a Bryce who remains completely silent.

Gingerdude: You can't just go around assaulting other members of the roster like that!

An increasingly agitated Ginger begins to lose his temper with the silent treatment from Bryce.

Gingerdude: Speak god damn it!

Ginger waits as Bryce looks away before looking Ginger directly in the eye before finally saying something to explain his actions.

Bryce: Do you want to know what I was doing Ginger, huh?

Bryce grips the steel chair tighter and lifts it slightly.

Bryce: I was doing exactly what you told me to do, Ginger.

Bryce pauses.

Bryce: I was making an impact.

As Bryce finishes he firmly pushes his steel chair into the chest of Ginger, he then releases his grip and turns away heading towards the door. He opens the door and exits his locker room as a dumbfounded Ginger looks on, holding the steel chair. The cameras return to Ginger and begin to fade to black.