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Introduction

If one word could label last week's version of Courage, it would be revenge.

After not being heard from for over 2 weeks after the beating he received at the hands of Winters Inc., SilverHAWK returned last week in controversial circumstances as he was the driver so the Inc's limo.

Tonight will we see SilverHAWK get more revenge? or are Winters Inc. going to come back stronger than ever?

Payback Is A Bitch



Intense booing from the crowd, as Courage started with the regular opening speech from the majority owner, Ethan Winters. He had not been seen in at least a week, but he didn't look good at all. He had a laceration above his right eyebrow, and a scratch on his cheek, and we wasn't looking too healthy.

"I have a few things to get sorted here and now, so let's just be quiet for a moment and let me do this.

First things first...the roster.

With last week's try out match, I thought I could have found a few gems, but instead I found one mammoth monster in Dante Inferno, but still, I would have liked to see more "competition" for him in the match, hell I even out a pretty good tag team in his road and he battered through them too.

Now with another addition to Winters Inc. in Dante, I'm pretty happy with the roster so far, but keep your eyes open.

NOW, for some big PPV news.

Mark the 10th of November in your diaries people!

breakOUT will be our second PPV presentation and it will be even better than Relentless, and that is guaranteed, or your money back...or not!

For the other bit of business...

Who the fuck do you think you are HAWK?

"Last week, you tricked Winters Inc. with your cunning little plan to get back at us from the shitty little attack he put on you at Relentless. My God HAWK you are an easy man to anger...

Some people state that pay back is a bitch, well we for sure realise that now, but I'm not quite sure that you have realised it yet HAWK, because tonight, we will receive our pay back. I couldn't make the card this week, that was left to Dunn and Boyd, and their matches are OK.

But nothing special.

That is why I think I'll make a main event match...

hmmm...

what could I have.

SilverHAWK Vs. Brad Douglas?"

Boo.

"SilverHAWK Vs. Dilly Dawg?"

Boo.

"SilverHAWK Vs. ICU?"

CHEER!

"SilverHAWK Vs. ERA!?"

CHEER!

"I've got it...

SilverHAWK Vs. Brad Douglas, Dilly Dawg, ICU and ERA!

SilverHAWK...you are gonna run the fucking gauntlet!"

Big Talk



Teddy Legend is seen backstage with "Legendary" Larry Cook. They are next to the soda machine drinking and talking.

"Get ready man, this week is your first match in ACW. You face Jason Kain. You ready man?"

"The Legend is always ready. But that's not what's on my mind, that punk last week tried to pull my cards.

He will pay."

"Speak of the devil."

KaGe is walking by with a gym bag, just coming into the arena. He has his hair pulled back in a pony tail and an all black sweat suit on. As he walks towards Legend he gets a smile on his face. He bumps into Legend as he walks by and giggles a little

"You better watch where the hell your going, for you get your ass kicked."

KaGe drops his bag and turns around.

"By who?"

Legend hands Cook his soda and rushes into KaGe.

They go back and forth with an array of punches but Legend gets the best of KaGe when he boots him to the stomach and DDT's him onto the concrete floor.

Cook hands Teddy his soda and he pours a little on KaGe.

"I am just about tired of your mouth man.

This is just a sample, next week there will be no more talk.

Its going to be me and you, Teddy Legend Vs KaGe ... and you can make the stipulation.

Until then Bitch, I got a match to win."

Ron, Rubber, and Tony.



Ron Williams is at a hotdog stand and the vender is in a hurry to get his ten hotdogs.  Ron Williams licks his lips as he sees him make one.  He grabs one and starts to stuff his face.  A man walks up to him slowly and taps him on the
shoulder. 

A hotdog in hand Ron turns around to this mysterious man, the chicken is dangling from his pocket.  The man has a duster on.  His brown hair is combed back and shakes as he talks.

"Would you like to have a manager, Ron?" He asks. 

Ron replies, "Why would I need one?" 

The food flying from his mouth, the man dodging a piece of bun, Ron sees he is spiting food and swallows.

"Cause you get the fans over better, and I can handle business!"

The mysterious man pauses as he looks at the chicken dangling from his pocket.

"What the hell is that?" The man points to the chicken. 

"Barry!" Ron cries.

"You named that, that thing?"

"Of course, it is the closest thing I have, anyway who the hell do you think coming up to Barry and calling him a THING?"

The man's jaw dropped, as Ron hobbled past him and off to the hallways.  The man just stands there then grow a upside down smile on his face he crumples the paper up and throws it, and jerks his arm in anger.

There Is My Fate



I felt the warm locker room air brushing my body as I walked back into my locker room from my meeting with Mr. Winters. I walked back over to my locker with the large dent in it and gave it a gentle rub. I gazed upon my bandaged hand and rubbed my fingers over it lightly and gave it a kiss to make it feel better. I take my bandaged hand and open up my locker and look inside the door and see a reflection of myself in the dirty mirror.

"I look so different." I said to myself brushing my blonde hair out of my eyes.
I noticed something was wrong this show in ACW, and I knew what it was.

"My mask."

I have yet to put on my mask from when I threw it back in my backpack. I turn
away from the mirror and dig through my backpack to reveal my mask, still wrinkled and smelly from last week's Courage. I slowly put the mask back on and begin to tie it when I hear this voice in the room.

"Andy.. Andy.." This voice echoed to me.

"Who's there?" I begged, but it didn't answer my question.

"Your mask hides your true identity Andy, let yourself be free." That damn voice
exclaimed, talking like he knew me.

"It hides nothing. Its apart of me." I said as I slammed my locker shut. I knew
this was no voice in my head, because I've heard voices before, and it was nothing like this.

"Its a shame you waste such time putting on a mask you like, when you don't like
who you are when wearing it."

That comment bothered me a lot, and I wasn't pleased to hear it. What he said
was true though, I didn't like how I was being treated in ACW. There were lots of talk about me being jobbed even more than I was to push the new and upcoming talent because I was too big for everyone now.

"That's bullshit, and you know it." I yell back at him in a angry tone.

"I know more than you think." The voice chuckles back.

"Please, tell me who you are." I ask him one more time.

"Call me Fate." The voice commanded.

"Fate, what do you want from me?" I questioned, but was followed with no
response.

"Fate.. Fate.... FFFFFAAAAATTTTEEEEEE!!!!!!" I scream but nothing was to be
heard. Fate left.

    
'Mr St George' Ron Williams Vs. eXistenZ

Maybe a lighter match for eXistenZ this week after the mauling received last week from Winters INC. This time around he goes up against a new blood of the roster in the huge stature of Ron Williams. Huge not in a sense of muscle tone, rather in body fat.

The Englishman is first to clamber to the ring with Rik Wallers ‘Something Inside So Strong’ blaring through the sound system. Turning his head he does he trips on the second rope. Ron seems a little overwhelmed by the reception he is receiving and nervous at what is to come. He waits sensibly with his arms crossed like a small child.

Ron is wearing tight green shorts with no top. His stomach fat hanging over the edge of the top of the shorts. He waits as eXistenZ is signalled to the ring with the crashing of his music through the speakers.

EXistenZ stumbles down the ramp eyeing up his opponent who is now stretching his large quadriceps muscle in the ring. EXistenZ climbs into the ring and waits diligently as the referee rings the bell for the start of this match.

EXistenZ approaches Ron and signals for a test of strength. Ronald looks at eXistenZ clueless momentarily however he then understands and raises his hands like it’s a kids playground game. They lock up and Ron Williams takes a surprised advantage by dropping eXistenZ into a headlock. The Big man smiles and waves at the crowd as he is pushed against the ropes by eXistenZ. He jogs towards the ropes and returns as eXistenZ attempts a huge elbow. eXistenZ bounces off the chest of Ron and falls vacantly to the mat. Ron now looks down and jumps into the air with a huge leg drop.

eXistenZ however was fast to move as the huge body of Ron Williams bounces off the canvas. Ronald holds his hamstrings as eXistenZ clambers to his feet hitting Ron Williams plump in the face with a drop kick. Ronald falls flat onto the mat as eXistenZ makes a quick cover.

1.…

2...

Kick out by the big man and what elevation he showed, launching eXistenZ into the ring ropes. Ronald Williams now struggles to his feet sweating furiously from all parts of his body. eXistenZ looks on and runs at Ronald Williams with a strong trailing arm ready for a clothesline.

This however is intervened by Ronald Williams who ducks the clothesline and shockingly hit’s a neckbreaker to the stunned eXistenZ. Ron rolls over and makes a cover.

1...

2...

eXistenZ squeezes a shoulder up. Ron now looks to the crowd and seems to be digging into his shorts. He looks on again as he pulls a rubbery figure from his pants. The figure then comes into view as Barry the rubber chicken is produced. He grabs the head of Barry and imitates the chicken talking. eXistenZ who is now on his feet looks on in a mixture of disgust and embarrassment for Ron.

Ron puts the chicken back into his pants with the head of the chicken hanging out as eXistenZ runs at him with stern right and left hands. This attack shocks Ron who backs into the corner like a scolded child. eXistenZ climbing the second turnbuckle plants more left hands into the facial area of Ron Williams.

Ron Williams who seems to be dazed staggers into the centre of the ring grasping the legs of eXistenZ. eXistenZ attempts to lose the grip of Ron come in the hand of more huge rights and lefts to the back of Ron. Ron is stirring slowly as eXistenZ now begins to plant huge head butts to the shoulder of the big man. Ron is rocking and begins to lose a sense of mobility as he falls against the ropes, over the ropes and to the outside. eXistenZ however is able to keep hold of the ropes and keep in the ring.

eXistenZ is about to step through the ropes however he is distracted by the noise made by the crowd as someone is making their way through the crowd. ICU, the TV champion walks contently through the crowd and strides over the security gate clutching the TV Championship in his mitts.

ICU patiently approaches the now Standing Ron Williams and wraps the championship belt around the head of Ron. Confused eXistenZ looks on as ICU pulls the wounded Ron to his feet throwing him head first into the steel steps. Head crashing off the steel, Ron lays motionless on the floor, blood gaping from his forehead. ICU looks down and spits onto the limp body of Ron Williams before rolling him back into the ring and advancing up the entrance way.

eXistenZ looks confused still shrugging his shoulders he makes a half hearted cover on the broken body of Ron Williams.

1...

2.…

3.…

eXistenZ has walked away with a well, confusing victory to say the least. eXistenZ has his hand raised as he leaves to the back while emt’s flood to the ring to assist the grounded Ron Williams, who received a short and eventful debut to say the least.

Winner: eXistenZ

Friends?



“Wooha!  You see that, boyo?”

The smear pans upward, seeing a hand holding the mask of Jason Kain.  But this time he isn’t talking to the mask.  This time he’s talking to his reflection in the mirror.

“I sure did, I sure did…”

He smiles again, then looks at the mask, he puts the mask into his duffel bag and zips it up.  He looks back to his reflection in the mirror.

“She should be impressed, no?  I deem she shall.  Mes ami, I’ve missed you so.  What?  Almost 3 months since we’ve last tangoed?”

He turns around, and starts toward the door.

“It’ll be good to see you again, no?”

He stops, looking across the room at one of the other lockers, noticing a name on one of the doors.  The camera doesn’t show the name, but Kain smiles.  He turns back toward the door, and heads in that direction.  As he opens the door, he smirks again and looks around.

“It seems to be that ALL my old friends are popping up again, no?”

Kain walks out the door and shuts it behind him as the scene goes back to ringside.

Explanation of Annihilation



With the annihilation of Ron Williams at the hands of the self proclaimed monster, Ivan Coe Unger, many pondered the fact of why the beating even happened.

Soon enough the answers would come as Ivan was stopped in the hall coming from the ring side area after the match was over and this is what he had to say.

“What is with you man? Why did you go and do that to Ron Williams? A man who hasn’t done…”

The interviewer was stopped in mid sentence as Ivan raised his hand, closed his eyes in contempt. He let out a sigh of anger and stared into the pretty beady eyes of the interviewer and she became edgy as she took a step back.

“Why…You have the audacity to ask me why?” Ivan said in a deep low tone of voice as he shook his head finding it intolerable and irritating at the least.

“There’s something you must learn, as well as the rest of the pukes out there. ACW needs not only talent but people who speak there mind and show it in the ring.” He said “ACW doesn’t need a fat jolly man running around like a chicken with his head cut off.”

Ivan begins to chuckle after the comment he just made.

“A chicken…The man has a fucking rubber chicken as a friend. And you have the audacity to ask me why.”

The snickering continued as Ivan initiates his stroll to the locker room, because his issue had been taken care of.

    
KaGe Vs. Wombat Guerrera

"Freedom" by Jimi Hendrix blast through the arena as the fans rise to their feet.

Wombat Guerrera emerges from the back and walks down to the ramp with a smile on his face. He has on his normal Mask and Wrestling tights. He embraces a few fans and then slides under the bottom rope. He jumps around a little awaiting his opponent.

Just then "Enter the sandman" By Metallica plays as ACW newcomer KaGe is accompanied to the ring by Ryojin Tachikawa. The both have on black shirts with red writing on them that say Inner Circle. KaGe pulls his shirt off and slides under the ropes met by a drop kick from Guerrera.

BELL RINGS

KaGe stands from the drop kick and is hit with another. Guerrera runs to the ropes and as KaGe's stands Wombat jumps with a leg lariat. KaGe falls again. Guerrera stomps on KaGe a couple times then runs to the top ropes. He flies off with a moonsault and connects. KaGe is motionless as Guerrera locks on the Cangrejo, a trademark version of a Boston crab, in the middle of the ring.

KaGe fights the hold but Guerrera pulls tighter. He pulls as tight as he can but KaGe uses his leg strength to flip Wombat over. The fans boo as KaGe gets to his feet and goes wild on Guerrera.

He stomps Wombat all the way into the corner the lifts him up. KaGe whips his opponent to the ropes and runs after him. KaGe delivers a massive shoulder block sending Guerrera over the top rope.

Ryojin delivers a couple kicks for good measures then rolls Wombat back into the ring. He met by KaGe who lifts him up into powerbomb position. He holds him instead of slamming him for the powerbomb but tosses him in the air instead.

As Wombat comes down he is met by a modified diamond cutter, A combo in which KaGe calls the KaGe Kutter, and falls to his back. Instead of going for the cover KaGe walks out of the ring to get a chair. He signals to Ryojin and he sets up a table. KaGe gets the ring announcers chair and turns back to the ring.

He is met with aPescado Clavado {slingshot body block} and is knocked down with the chair on top of him.

Fans Chant WOMBAT......WOMBAT

Guerrera turns to Ryojin who is attempting to hit him with a chair, but he ducks it and delivers a kick to the midsection. Wombat pulls Ryojin to a straight up position and hits a Hurricanranna to the concrete floor. WG turns back to KaGe who is still down from the Body Block. He lifts him up, not without a few chair shots, and slides him into the ring.

Wombat climbs to the top rope a hits a missile dropkick to the know standing KaGe. Back on his back, KaGe is met with an elbow drop, than another. WG then locks on another Cangrejo. KaGe has no more fight in him and looks as if he is going to tap out.

Fans Erupt, than Boo loudly at the site of Osyrus walking down the aisle. Ryojin Distracts the ref as Osyrus slides into the ring and hits WG with an Oblivion. He then slides out of the ring and screams the letters P, O, I to KaGe.

KaGe hops to his feet, tends to his leg, then lifts up Wombat Guerrera. Ryojin has now jumped down off the apron and moves the table, he set up not that long ago, a little future back. KaGe picks up WG with ease into a powerbomb position.

He runs towards the ropes a runs up to the top turnbuckle, jumps off with a sit-down powerbomb through the table. All in one motion. KaGe calls this move p.O.i {Personification of Innovation}.

Both men are out cold and the ref starts a count.

1...


2...


3...


4...


5...


6...


7...

Ryojin picks up KaGe and slides him into the ring. The ref continues his count.

8...


9...


10!!!!!

Winner: KaGe by Count-out

Over



Last week one man put everything he had on the line. He put his honor, his dignity and his future on the line. He took the risk of stepping in to a professional wrestling ring because of a deal he made with the devil himself.

Ash Wild took on a deal that he knew he stood no chance of winning but he went for it anyways.

The offer seemed too good to be true so he got greedy and went for it. What was the deal? Pretty simple really, if he won his match against the mystery opponent he got to advertise and recruit for his "movie" outside of the ACW arenas.

If he lost however, he had to leave forever and not be allowed to advertise on ACW property. Why wouldn't he take the deal? Any sane man would've, or would they? Ash was in for a beating of his life time and he knew it all week long.

He finally showed up to Courage and got in the ring and faced his opponent.

Did he win?

Hardly.

He got his ass whipped the whole time and was about to lose until who else but ERA ran down and stuck his nose in the match.

The match ended in a DQ thereby Ash Wild not winning. What a deal it had been for Ash Wild. It was now the following Sunday and Ash was sitting in the office of none other then Ethan Winters in the arena before the show.

"Hello Ash. So we meet again do we? I was hoping when we had this little meeting the outcome would be a good one but since things went down the way they did last week on Courage I don't see that happening.

I'm going to cut right to the chase.

You failed me, you failed to hold up your end of the deal.

So I have to do what I have to do. I'm going to have to ask you to leave the building immediately and don't ever return. I wish you good luck." said Winters as he sat there and stared at Ash Wild who was sitting in the guest chair in front of Winters desk.

"I just want to say thank you for the opportunity Mr. Winters.

It was a gracious and fair deal and I blew it.

I wish I had a second chance but I'll live up to my word and own up to the consequences. Thank you again for having me." said Ash Wild as he quickly got up out of his seat. He quickly reached out his hand as a nice gesture, expecting Winters to shake it.

Ethan Winters was a lot of thing. He was a businessman, he was a schemer, he was a millionaire, he was a charmer but on top of all that. He was an all around nice guy.

Winters extended his hand and shook Ash's hand with a polite smile on his face. He then let go of Ash's hand and gave him a little smile and waved goodbye.

Ash turned towards the door and quickly opened it and walked out.

Had Ash Wild just ended his career just as fast as it began?

Did he just walk out of his last arena?

Only Ash Wild knew the answer to that and he was positive he was done with wrestling for the rest of his life. Ash headed down the hallway and towards the exit to the arena. He quickly pushed open the door and walked out in to the brisk wind and stood there for a minute. He then turned back and looked in to the arena and mouthed the word goodbye.

It was all over for Ash Wild.

Big Words



"What the fuck is the point of me even being here?"

That was what eXi was thinking as he ran another errand for Winters, a punishment of sorts for losing last week to KaGe, even though he "won" his match tonight, it was not like he had any option in the defeat last week anyway.

He had finished for the day, and as he got his bag, he signed out and then left the arena, but it was not before long when he wanted to run back in, as he seen an old face...Dante Inferno.

"Erm...hey, remember me from reVenge?"

Dante scoured his mind for a face, but it didn't come.

"Nope, should I?"

"Well, I was the best their was at reVenge, so yeah, you should!"

Dante's expressed changed from calm, to not-amused.

"Confident little man aren't you, you can't be that good if you are leaving the arena before the Main Event..." Dante sniggered as he bumped by eXi, and left his pondering over the statement.

"We'll see who has to leave early next week...in an ambulance."

Big words for a small man.

Spitting Feathers



The camera showed the door that lead to Ivan’s locker room. It panned from left to right not seeing Ivan in sight, but then he came. The monster strolled around the corner with a staggering step; still with an intimidating presence he pushed the door open.

He stopped in the middle of the door way. Without taking even a baby step into his locker room the man had froze. The monster was stuck in the middle of the doorway looking into his locker room.

The camera quickly zoomed around his shoulder to notice that the locker room was filled with white and yellow. His locker room had been ravage with feathers.

“Vengeance will be bliss”

The monster stared into his locker with eyes filled with rage and only one could be at fault, Ron Williams.

    
Teddy Legend Vs. Jason Kain

Everclear’s “El Distortio de Musica” blasted into the PA, and the curtain slid to the side.  The crowd watched the entryway as Jason Kain stepped out and looked around.  The boos started lightly at first then grew as the crowd became aware that he was standing there.  He sighed a bit, feeling a bit glad that the crowd gave him such a reaction, then started down toward the ring.  He slid in and tested the ropes, ready to get on with his match.

He looks up at the entryway as Static X’s “Push It” bursts through the arena.  Kain looks up at the entryway, as the crowd cheers for whomever would get Kain out of the ring.  The curtain gets pulled back as a behemoth of a man walks through.

Teddy Legend looks around the arena, amazed at the reaction he’s receiving, then pounds his chest with his left hand and raises it to the sky.  The crowd cheers more now, and Legend smirks, seeing the 5’9” masked man in the ring.  Legend stops before entering the ring as the ref tells Kain to back off, then climbs over the top rope, putting out his hand for a shake with the same smirk on his face.  Kain gives him the finger, and the crowd boos.  The bell rings.

Legend stoops down a bit, readying himself for Kain’s attack, but Kain walks over to the ref and starts to complain.  The crowd boos again, and Legend walks over, both start talking to the ref, but Kain suddenly drives a right into Legend’s jaw.  Taking advantage, Kain tries a front waist-lock, and pulls, but to no avail.  Kain steps back holding his own back, and Legend lariats him to the mat.  Legend readies himself again, but the smirk is now gone, and Kain pulls himself to his feet.

The crowd seems to feel the tension now, and Kain once again looks at the giant man.  Kain zippers the mouth of the mask, and sends a swift kick to Legend’s neither-regions, making Legend lower his guard, and Kain jumps on it with a snap suplex, hurting BOTH men.  Kain looks up in dismay as he holds his own arm from the amount of force he had to use to pull the big man over, and realizes this match is definitely NOT going to be easy.

Legend gets to his feet angrily, and grabs Kain, pulling him up in a vertical suplex, then drives him to the mat, hard.  He once again yanks Kain off the mat, and pulls him into a second vertical suplex, this time holding it as the crowd counted along…

 

1…

 

2…

 

3…

 

4…

 

5…

 

6…

 

7…

 

8…

 

Suddenly Kain’s legs started kicking back and forth, but Legend easily pulled him back and dropped him to the mat again.  Legend grabbed on with a front facelock, and held on as the ref checked for the tap…  but Kain pulled himself free.  Kain stands up and looks at Legend before charging in with a low drop kick, knocking Legend’s legs out from under him.  Kain climbed up on top of Legend, mounting and laying in a series of punches before the ref yanks him off and starts to lambaste him for using illegal tactics.  Kain yanks the zipper back yelling that the guy is huge, but the ref doesn’t take it signaling a warning on Kain.

Kain rushes back but gets caught up with a hard belly-to-belly, then lifted back to his feet before Legend spikes him to the mat with an equally hard, if not more so, Piledriver, leaving Kain twitching on the mat.  Legend signals to the crowd, but the crowd begins to boo as he heads toward the turnbuckle…  Legend stops for a moment and turns around.

KaGe had entered the ring holding a steel chair, the ref knocked down, and Kain still flat on his chest.  KaGe motions for Legend to bring it on, and finally Legend charges, but KaGe levels him full swing as the crowd boos crazily.  KaGe looks at the downed Legend, mouthing the words “Fat Bastard” then walks out of the ring.  Kain slowly gets to his feet, and looks over at Legend who now shows signs of being busted open, and pulls him to a seated position.  Kain puts up mock concern and asks Legend if he’s ok, calling to the ref to see if he’s alright.  The ref starts to get to his feet, but as he does so, Kain pulls off his mask showing the hideous scar on the side of his face before letting up a evil grin, locking Legend’s right arm into a small scissor, and rings his neck.  Legend weakly struggles against the hold, but Kain throws his legs forward scissoring the body…  locking him completely in the Shocking Experience, as the crowd boos the cruel treatment.  The ref checks, and Legend weakly taps, while looking up the ramp toward KaGe who stands smiling at the ring.

Kain stands up and lifts his hand over his head, then kicks Legend one last time before leaving the ring, and the camera focuses on the busted open face of Teddy Legend.

Winner: Jason Kain

Left Out



Julian Walked down the hallway to his shared locker room. He tapped on the door, waiting for Guerrera to open. Guerrera slowly opens the door. He rolls his eyes in disgust and Julian walks in.

"Uhh.
..Hey Womby! What we doing tonight pal??"

"I am not your pal..
.Just roommates. Oh and that's my flag. Don't touch!" Guerrera stated hastily

"oh..
.oh okay"

Guerrera storms out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Kang slowly sits down. He runs his hands through his brown hair. Kang lays down on the floor. his breathing increases and he closes his eyes. Thoughts fill his mind of his past

Why did they always throw stuff at me? WHY? Why did they call me names? Why did I have to be so different? why? What makes me so different from everyone else in this damn world?

Julian slowly opens his eyes, a slight tear runs down his cheek. He wipes the tear of with his hand, as he closes one last time.

That Is My Fate



I stepped out of my locker room for a bottle of water from the table when I hear Fate calling out to me.

"Dilly?"

"What do you want Fate?"

"I want you to realize something."

"What is that?"

"Your mask, its pointless. It means nothing, meaningless. Your name, its
terrible. Everything about you is a fucking tragedy."

"What do you want from me?" I ask Fate, with a smirk on my face.

"I want you destroyed." He responds.

At first I was a little startled by his response to my question but I mainly figured I was larger than he was. I wasn't really scared, not at all.

"Andy, listen up. You know nothing about me, you don't even know if I gave you a legitimate name or anything. But I know more than you think, and think more than you know. Andy, meet me in the ring next Courage and I swear you'll learn something about yourself."

"Fate, if that is your name, I accept your challenge. Thy god of Dillyism will mop the mat with you."

Fate appears at the end of the hall from me and I was a little surprised to see his black with blue highlighted hair. I began walking towards him slowly to meet eye to eye.

"I'm glad you accepted, but there's more to it Mr. God of Dillyism. Everything seems so simple, but its more complicated than that. You'll soon understand that.

This is more than business.

This is personal.

All because I wanted it this way."

Dilly finally reached Fate but noticed a glitch in a projector and noticed it was only a image of this Fate guy. Dilly Dawg kicked over the projector in a angered manor and Fate could be heard cackling in the room somewhere.

    
Gauntlet Match
SilverHAWK Vs. Brad Douglas

"Seek'n'Strike" by Soulfly

Explosion.

Pyro.

Cheers.

SilverHAWK!

As he stepped out from behind the curtain, the arena erupted into a chorus of cheers and chants for the ACW favourite, as he finally appeared last week, for this first time since his beating at Relentless.

He was looking in good shape, his injuries didn't seem to be bothering him as much as he slid into the ring and jumped onto the second turnbuckle, as he folded his arms and posed for a fan photo, but the party was put to a halt, as Winters arrived at the top of the ramp, with a mic in his hand and an unhappy look upon his face.

"Finally he decides to show himself huh...well you might as well have just packed up and went back home to the wife and kid, because tonight you are going to get a bigger beating than what was placed upon you at Relentless.

So without further or do, let me introduce your first opponent, Brad Douglas!"

Douglas sprang from the curtain as he burst onto the scene and then slid in the ring, attacking SilverHAWK with a few right hands as both men began to give what they got.

As Douglas pushed HAWK into the corner and began to kick into his ribs, HAWK turned the tables and pulled Douglas into the same corner and began to smack him with some hard right hands before the whipped him into the corner and then followed up with a body splash and then a bulldog to the mat.

HAWK pulled Douglas to his feet and began to shout profanities at him, as he suplexed him to the mat and then looked for the cover.

 

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NO!

 

But it was way too soon, and though it looked like Douglas had really hurt himself in that last exchange, but he got right back up. HAWK tossed Douglas into the ropes, following it up with a powerslam and a fist into the face. Douglas used the ropes to get up, finding HAWK and toe dropping him to the canvas.

Douglas quickly moved forward, taking the left hand of HAWK and placing it behind his leg… as well as the right hand. Camel clutch. Douglas tugged with all his might.

But HAWK got into the ropes.

A small sigh, and back to work Douglas went with a boot into the stomach and then a toss into the ropes. Hip toss with HAWK getting to his feet again. Douglas ducked a clothesline, and HAWK turned back around as Brad tried for a belly to belly, but HAWK blocked it by hooking his left leg around the back of Douglas and pushing him on the canvas.

HAWK fought with everything he had to get up… and did.

Dropkick.

HAWK flew straight into the corner and smacked against the buckle. Douglas then waited...

HAWK got away from the turnbuckle...

Smack.

But it wasn't the sound of Douglas' big boot connecting with HAWK's face, HAWK infact had moved out of the way of the big boot, leaving Douglas to hit the turnbuckle, but as he did, his leg jerked back and so did he, as he fell to ground clutching his hamstring, squealing in pain.

HAWK didn't know what to do, as the referee moved over to Douglas and asked him something, and then ordered for the bell to ring and he signalled for help from medics or referee's, both of which came down. HAWK rolled Douglas out of the ring as he looked up at Winters and smiled, shrugging his shoulders as he didn't know what was going on.

    
Gauntlet Match
SilverHAWK Vs. Dilly Dawg

"Tao of the Machine" by The Roots begin to play in the arena and everyone glances over towards the entrance way.

The lights in the arena shut off and blue lights begin blazing everywhere, smoke fills up the entrance way. Dilly Dawg struts down the ramp flexing his new rippling muscles thanks to genetic engineered products to make people huge.

As Dawg sprang into the ring, he immediately attacked HAWK with a body splash which sent both men tumbling over the top rope, as they took their match to the outside. Both men began to exchange right hands with one another, as Douglas was taken to the back my numerous officials, but as HAWK smashes Dilly off the ring apron and throws him back in, the official in the ring seems a lot happier.

The two grappled, and HAWK over powered his muscle-bound opponent by placing him into a head lock and connecting with a bulldog. A small chant for HAWK started after that, as he began to put his foot into Dilly who was still on the mat face first from the bulldog.

HAWK reached down and pulled Dilly up by the head of his mask, before Irish whipping him across the ring.

HAWK bent over for a back body drop, only to have Dilly leap frog over. Dilly ran off the ropes once more, and as HAWK turned around, caught him with a flying clothesline. Dilly covered,

 

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2...

 

but only drew a two count from the Official.

Dilly brought his opponent to his feet, receiving a pair of fists to the gut in return. Dawg covered his stomach, as HAWK raised up and caught him with a forearm across the face.

With "God" phased, HAWK quickly wrapped his arms around his upper body, before dropping him with a near headfirst exploder suplex.

He covered following this,

 

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2...

 

but Dilly threw up a shoulder just at the third count.

HAWK decided what to do next, but that little extra second, created an opening for Dilly, who quickly rose to his feet, and before HAWK could react, he was being dropkicked into the corner.

With HAWK winded, Dilly Dawg then charged towards the corner, nailing HAWK with shoulder to the gut.

Now back on the offensive, Dilly raised HAWK to the top rope.

But as Dilly tried to rise to the top rope himself, HAWK hit with back down, Dilly was quickly back to his feet though, only to see HAWK flying at him from the top rope, with a huge clothesline.

Both men hit the mat hard.



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Dilly, despite being the one who took the hit, was the first one to stir.



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Dilly reached his vertical base, before staring across the ring at HAWK, who was only then beginning to stand. He leapt quickly to the top rope, and crouched their as HAWK stumbled in his direction after reaching his feet.

He dove at HAWK, wrapping his legs around him before whipping him to the mat with a flying head scissors takedown and then a cover.

 

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2...

 

NO!

 

HAWK managed to kick out, but he was soon back on his feet as Dilly pulled him up and struck him with two right hands to the jaw which sent HAWK reeling to the corner of the ring. Dilly kicked him in the gut, then took him into a head locker, motioning towards the middle of the ring for a bulldog, but as Dilly moved forward, HAWK did not and as Dilly turned,

breakDOWN!

 

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3!

    
Gauntlet Match
SilverHAWK Vs. ICU

As the curtains were pushed aside, ICU walked through the curtain as the arena erupted in a huge amount of boos, as the TV Champion strolled down to the ring, the fans hitting him with cups of coke and pieces of rubbish.

However, as ICU slid into the ring, HAWK's eagerness got the better of him as he slid into the ring, ICU, began to pummel him with right hands before pulling him up and then throwing him into the corner, and slapping him in the chest a few times and then hitting him with rights hands as HAWK travelled up the ropes to the adjacent side of the ring.

ICU then took HAWK's head and scraped his face against the ring ropes, but as ICU gave HAWK a moment, HAWK hit back with a swift kick to the belly, and he then slung ICU into the corner and began to pummel him with right hands, before taking him to the centre of the ropes and whipping him to the other side, but a reversal turned the tables on HAWK. 

A kick in the mid-section and then an attempted Piledriver almost had ICU in control, but HAWK reversed the move and flipped him over his head as ICU then rolled out of the ring.

As HAWK tried to catch ICU, his legs where swept from under him, as ICU then took HAWK's knee and smashed it off of the ring pole, like he did at their ladder match at ACW' first PPV, Relentless.

HAWK screamed in pain, as ICU wickedly smashed it off of the ring post again before HAWK pulled his legs as ICU's head connected with the post as HAWK pulled himself away from the post, hobbling around the ring. 

ICU with emotions flaring, charged at the unsuspecting HAWK and knocked him down.

HAWK would quickly come up to his feet only to be tossed into the corner by the much more powerful ICU at this point, as HAWK had already had two matches at this point. ICU drove boots into HAWK's midsection.

HAWK fell helplessly to the ground.

The fans booed at ICU. He just smiled and lifted Ward back up by his hair, or what there was.

Falling suplex from ICU.

HAWK hits the mat with a thud.

ICU goes for the pin. 



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Kickout



Another big smile from ICU as he dragged HAWK up to his feet.

ICU throws a punch but its blocked by HAWK who strikes back with a couple of right hands. HAWK bounces off the far rope and is then put down hard with a spinebuster by ICU. HAWK crawls towards the ropes as ICU just walked along side of him. Boot to HAWK's back but he continues crawling.

He pulls himself up and turns.

Only to be put down by a charging ICU clothesline.

Showing no mercy ICU locks him in a sleeper hold.

Ward fights the effects and climbs to his feet.

Sleeperhold Suplex by ICU and another pin fall attempt. 



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Kickout



ICU pulls HAWK back to his feet as he was not looking in good shape. HAWK is able to escape his grasp by sending a elbow into his midsection. He sent ICU into the ropes and ducked a clothesline. ICU turns back around and gets drilled by a European uppercut. Ward bounces off the ropes once again but this time ICU catches him and hoists him onto his shoulders for Critical Condition. but as HAWK wriggled out of it, and then his ICU with a DDT to the mat, a chorus of boo's could be heard as Winters began to walk down to the ring, with ERA by his side.

HAWK seen them walking down, and looked up at the heavens as he wondered just what he had to do...as he rose to his feet, ICU was there waiting for him with a hard right hand to the face as he pushed him to the rope and then whipped him to the other side and then hit him with a hard clothesline. HAWK got to his feet only for ICU to kick him straight in the gut and then hoisted him up on his shoulders for the Critical Condition, and this time he wasn't going to get out of it.

WHAM

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3!

HAWK had lost, and as Winters pushed ERA into the ring the volume in the area got a lot higher, as the ACW Champion strolled down to the ramp, laughing his head off as ERA set about HAWK in the ring with a figure four leg lock. ICU stood in the corner of the ring, as he watched HAWK who was obviously in pain, HAWK was silent, maybe he didn't have enough energy to produce a scream.

As Osyrus stepped into the ring, he said something to ICU, whom didn't take it too nicely. ICU looked at the TV title in his hand, and then looked at the back of Osyrus, but before he could do anything, Winters stepped in, Osyrus didn't even notice, he could have had him there and then. Winters told ICU to get out of the ring, as Osyrus got right into HAWK's face and then got one of the stage hands to bring him a chair.

Osyrus got in the face of HAWK again, but this time he was marking where that steel chair was about to hit, but as HAWK mustered up a huge grogger, and spat it in his face, Osyrus turned vile and smashed the steel chair into HAWK's head, ribs and knees. He held the bent out of shape chair in the air, as ICU looked up at Osyrus and shook his head, Osyrus and ICU shared a moment with one another as ICU then turned his back on the World Champion, and left the stage, as Osyrus held the chair in the air, the broadcast finishing with a picture of SilverHAWK's blooded face.

How far was this going to go?