Dilly Dawg Vs. Enslaved

At the start of the night, Winters had made a promise, to make everyone in that room pay, and pay with their own blood, it seemed that Dilly Dawg was to take his turn first...

"Ungovernable Force" by Conflict started on the speakers around the arena. The fans in attendance were pretty much clueless as to who the music belonged to so they sat there in silence awaiting the persons arrival. After a few seconds of the song playing the beast known as Enslaved made his way out from behind the curtain. 

The mammoth of a man stood at the top of the ramp for a second and looked down at the ring. He then threw his arms up in the air and a few fans gave him a small pop, the rest just sat there. Enslaved then made his way down the ramp and hopped up on to the ring apron. He then climbed over the top rope and entered the ring. It was time for him to await his opponents€™ arrival.

"Tao of the Machine" by the Roots started on the speakers next and the fans in attendance erupted with cheers. Dilly Dawg had returned. Dilly made his way out from the back and quickly made his way down the entrance ramp towards the ring. You could tell he had nothing but business on his mind. He quickly slide under the bottom rope and stood straight up. Waiting for the ref to signal for the bell. After a few seconds the ref finally signaled for the bell, starting the match.

It had been awhile since Dilly had competed in the ring. He wasn't interested in getting his ass kicked right away on his returning match so he took his time. Dilly circled the ring a few times as did Enslaved. All the while both men stared each other down waiting for the other to make the first move. Enslaved clearly had the size advantage and both men knew that. Finally Dilly charged at Enslaved and attempted a flying forearm but the move barely rocked Enslaved. 

Dilly backed up a few feet and looked at his opponent knowing full well it was going to take more then that to beat him. Enslaved just continued to stand there staring at Dilly Dawg waiting for whatever he had to offer. Dilly backed up a few more feet and bounced off the ropes and charged at Enslaved and attempted a spear which Enslaved simply dodged. Dilly flew in to the opposite ropes hitting his throat area on the ropes and falling backwards. 

Enslaved then decided it was time to go to work on the smaller man. Enslaved picked up Dilly Dawg and delivered a staggering right fist to the face of Dilly Dawg. Dilly then tried to fight back with a right hand of his own but the punch barely had any affect on Enslaved. Enslaved then grabbed Dilly around the throat and began to choke him. Dilly tried to do whatever he could to escape the choke. He eventually got out of it by kicking Enslaved in the groin area. 

The ref just happened to be not paying attention at that moment. Enslaved dropped to his knees on the canvas clutching his genitals while Dilly backed up a few feet then delivered a dropkick to the face of Enslaved. The move rocked Enslaved back a little ways but didn't knock him over. Dilly got up again and delivered another dropkick to the face of Enslaved. This time was the lucky number, the move knocked Enslaved on to his back. 

Dilly followed up by delivering a few quick kicks to the side and chest area of Enslaved, which seemed to have little affect on him. Enslaved then grabbed Dilly's legs and pulled them out from under him causing Dilly to fall to the canvas. Both men quickly got to their feet and Enslaved charged at Dilly delivering a massive clothesline almost beheading Dilly and sending him to the canvas knocked out. 

Enslaved then picked up Dilly and delivered the Midnight Riot, a short arm powerbomb. The move was a vicious one that kept Dilly Dawg down on the mat and not moving. Enslaved got back up and took a few seconds to stalk around the ring looking at his opponent. It was almost like he was trying to determine if he should finish him off or toy with him a little more. Finally Enslaved went back over to Dilly and picked him up once again. 

Enslaved went for the Downtown Uprising, his version of the electric chair drop but Dilly reversed it somehow in to a hurricanranna. The reversal caught everyone off guard, even Dilly. Dilly sprang back up to his feet and went over to the turnbuckle. He climbed up to the top rope and flew off with a senton splash landing right on Enslaved. He then went for the quick cover and the ref got down to count.

1...

2...

No! Enslaved kicked out with ease sending Dilly flying back a few feet. Enslaved then got back to his feet and so did Dilly. Dilly charged at Enslaved once again and went for a running version of the providence kick but Enslaved ducked. Dilly spun around to face Enslaved and was met with a Violent Outbreak for his troubles. 

A vicious yakuza kick was what the move was. The move knocked Dilly out and caused his limp body to fall to the canvas. Enslaved then pulled Dilly's body over towards the corner in front of the turnbuckle. He then climbed to the top and stood there for a second and flew off with a top rope splash landing right on Dilly's chest. Everyone knew the match was over now. Except Enslaved didn't go for the pin. He had one more thing left to do, inflict more punishment. Enslaved picked Dilly up one last time and delivered the Cruel Reality, a stalling butterfly tombstone. The end was academic after that. Enslaved went for the cover and the ref got down to make the count.

1...

2...

3. 

Enslaved had won his first ever match in ACW and it sure as hell wouldn't be the last time. The man was a warrior, a vicious force to be reckoned with. He just made mince meat with one of ACW's top stars and barely broke a sweat. Enslaved got up and quickly climbed over the top rope and exited the ring. He was done with what he had to do. He headed up the ramp to the back as a few fans applauded and the rest booed as he had just beaten one of their most beloved stars in Dilly Dawg.

Winner: Enslaved

Ivan breathed heavily as beads of sweat formed around his forehead, though standing motionless over his kid. Tonight would be a night that Ivan would have to settle for. It wasn't going to be pretty but something had to be done. 

Ivan was having thought patterns run through his head at rapid pace which was causing him to sweat as he stood still. He had mental pictures of the night at End Game. Osyrus' comments were remembered clear as day. Actions that were mandated were carried out. 

Ivan stood there looking at his arms that had goose bumps on them. 

It was going to be the first father to son talk, and it wasn't about the birds and bees. It was to explain his actions, to explain what must have been done and what was done. It was time to let his son know the truth about Osyrus. 

“Son…Son please put down the blocks and listens." Ivan said as he bent down to get his son's attention. 

The look in the kid's eyes was inspiring to the least. He had a passion in his eyes like fire. He was going to become something of himself someday, and nothing would get in his way. Yet Ivan had to look past that and into his heart. He knew it had to be done. 

"Son I had to do something to your disapproval but if you were older you would know that Osyrus isn't all he's cracked up to be. He is one to look up to a superhero. I had to take action and it just so happens that I nailed him from behind at End Game." 

His son was six years of age and he didn't have a clue what he was talking about. Though he did know the word Osyrus, superhero and nailed him. His fire in his eye went bitter cold and his cute face turned into tears of fear as his dad had done it again. He had made him cry many times before but this time it really got to Ivan. Ivan grabbed his son and hugged him as a single tear rolled from his eye, dripping to the ground. 

His son wasn't pleased as he ran out of the room as fast as he could. Screaming his head off, as everyone heard him when he got out of the room. Yet quickly Ivan caught up and picked him up holding him in his arms has he cried his beady eye's out and kicked and screamed louder and hardier. 

Unexpectedly, Osyrus was near by and walked over with a bitter smile on his face. He had something to say and it was going to be pretty. Anything Osyrus' says isn't going to be pretty for the man its pointed to. 

A snarl of laughter came from Osyrus’ mouth as he spit out unkind words. 

"So you were beating your kid again?" 

Osyrus just walked by saying that with a snicker of laughter roaring the backstage area, but Ivan couldn't let his son go. As much as he wanted to beat his ass right there and then. It wasn't right and all he could do was just pinch his eyes almost closed giving him an evil eye.

Scott sat there, staring. He stared for a long time. He stared far, far away through the wall, through the parking lot across fields, his fields of dreams and nightmares. His visions of fiction and reality blurred together like an extravagant abstract painting. His mind thought a million thoughts and listened to a million familiar voices. He heard their instructions and followed to a tee.

“One day…” he muttered to himself.

Scott’s distant glare was cold. 

Empty. 

It was like the saying goes. The lights are on but nobody is home.

“Alias… One day thou shalt learn thy lesson. Thou shall suffer.”

He spoke his old English words but didn’t understand them. He hadn’t understood anything for almost two months now.

“Alias shall not get past St. Peter at the gates of heaven. I shall have his soul driven down in to the seventh chamber of hell where he can burn in the flames of Satan’s hell.”

Scott was mad, inside he was mad yet his voice was cool and calm. He stood, his eyes still looking off in to the far distance.

Scott walked away.

    
Ron Williams Vs. Scott Perry

As Courage came back from a short trailer of the next PPV, Apocalypse, the first sound that was heard was the ring of a bell, and then the sight of Ron Williams and Scott Perry squaring up against one another. As the duo tied up one another with a collar and elbow tie up, but as Perry whipped Williams up in a wrist lock, it was clear from the off that, like most ACW stars, Williams was gonna have a hard time coping with the sheer speed of Perry.

Perry pulled on the arm of Williams and then drove his elbow into Williams' shoulder, before trying to yank it out of it's socket. As Perry let go for the proverbial second, Williams stepped back into one of the corners of the ring, and left himself wide open for Perry to attack, which he did with a small clothesline and then a number of right hands to the jaw.

Perry then grasped onto Williams' hand and whipped him to the other corner, attempting a body splash, but Williams was as quick as a cat, well a fat one, and as he side stepped the flying Perry, he managed to grab a hold of Perry's tights and rolled him up as he bounced off the corner turnbuckle...

1...

2...

Kickout by Perry.

Williams ushered Perry to his feet and then pushed him to the ropes and whipped him to the other side, and as Perry came back, he found himself running into a brick wall as Williams used a modified version of Goldust's booty block, and instead used his belly, for the...belly block.

As Perry was on the floor, Williams attempted a big splash, but as Perry soon knew that he would be a goner if he feel under that, Perry rolled out of the splash area as Williams made the ring shake to it's foundations.

But the arena was soon shaken to it's foundations, as Dante Inferno and A*Dubbs were soon making there was to the ring, and soon the puppet master arrived, as Winters stood at the top of the ramp and motioned them to the ring, as the referee looked on in astonishment, and Perry soon had a wide smile on his face...as he then stuck a few boots into Williams as Dubbs and Dante took opposite sides of the ring.

As Perry pulled Williams to his feet, he whipped him against the ropes, only for Dubbs to pull Williams' feet from under him, the referee quickly moved over to Dubbs and pushed himself through the ropes to warn Dubbs not to do that again, but on the other side Dante has equipped himself with a chair and had already tossed it into the ring for Perry to collect, as Perry lifted the chair to the air, and looked to hit Williams with it, the chair was quickly snatched from Perry by the referee who was soon in the Winters INC member's face.

But that gave Williams time to get to his feet, but as he got up, and turned around, Dubbs was on the ropes and snapped his neck to the ropes with a guillotine, and as Williams rebounded into Perry's path, Perry rolled him up, fully equipped with a pull of the tights.

1...

2...

3...

As the referee made the third count, Dante and Dubbs were soon in the ring, kicking Williams out of the ring, as Ethan made his way to the ring and soon had a microphone in his hand.

"I knew you could do it Perry, I damn well knew that you wouldn't let me down...this time!"

As Ethan finished, Dante and Dubbs attacked, as they clobbered Perry to the ground. Dubbs soon pulled Perry up and hit him with a diamond cutter as Winters spoke on...

"We are a unit Perry, and this unit wins all the time. When I say its a must win, it's a must win dammit! Hit him again!"

Dubbs pulled Perry to his feet and pushed him towards Dante, who hit him with the Heaven.Hell before bouncing to his feet as Dante and Dubbs left the ring.

"It's up to you if you want to stay part of this unit! You gotta prove to me you are Winters INC material!"

Winner: Scott Perry

    
Quinton May Vs. Anima

Another match made on the fly was set to commence next, and it was one featuring a new ACW superstar making his in-ring debut against a veteran of the ACW. Quinton May was to lock horns with Anima.

Anima, already in the ring, held the back of his neck and winced as he paced in the ring, awaiting Quinton May. Anima was confident that his size would prove too much for the newcomer, as 'Smoke Two Joints' by Sublime to be played over the speakers.

The crowd responded with a decent pop for the 5'8" man wearing a black t-shirt, blue pants, and black boots. Quinton Lindsey May, appearing in his first wrestling match. EVER. Anima scowled slightly as he noticed Quinton beaming widely, as the latter made his way down from the stage and into the ring. As he rolled into the ring, the referee signaled for the timekeeper to ring the bell.

And it was on.

Anima, simply wearing black jeans and black boots, cracked his knuckles and glared at Quinton, who lost the smile and adorned a solemn look. The two men circled each other, teasing the crowd.. before Quinton made a typical rookie mistake. He charged at Anima, looking to hopefully get a punch in.

Anima sidestepped the debutant, and retaliated with a wicked right-hook, knocking May down to the mat. To his credit, Quinton got right back up, and blocked an overhand punch from his opponent, before connecting with a snap jab to his chest. Anima staggered backwards a bit, which gave Quinton a chance to bounce himself off the ropes and attempt an offensive move.

No such luck, however, as Anima drilled May down to the mat with a tremendous clothesline, before going for the cover;

ONE...

TWO...

Again, to his credit, Quinton was showing great resolve in the opening exchange but Anima wasn't in the mood to help him up and commend him on that. Instead, the big man pulled May up, raised him over his head in a gorilla press.. and slammed him down to the mat viciously, drawing some impressed cheers from the crowd. Anima, sensing an opportunity, backed himself into a corner, before charging out of it and dropping his right knee on Quinton's head. 

The latter rolled around on the canvas in agony, as Anima got his body across May's for the cover;

ONE...

TWO...

TH...

Quinton kicked out again, surprising Anima, who sluggishly got up to his feet and stomped away at his opponent. Stopping, Anima intelligently rested while waiting for May to get back up, before charging at his smaller opponent. But Quinton shocked everyone when he hammered the onrushing Anima with an excellently-placed sidekick to his gut.

The crowd cheered big time.

Quinton, it seemed, was happy on sticking to the fighting technique he had been forced to learnt, despite him promising himself he'd approach this match from a wrestler's point-of-view. May, with Anima on one knee, began kicking away at the big man's face.. before pulling him up and connecting with an amazing arm drag.

Whoever said you couldn't have a mesh of styles?

Anima got right up, and the momentum he was building up charging at Quinton only allowed the latter to score with another arm drag. Again, Anima forced himself up immediately.. but this time, stayed down courtesy of an inch-perfect dropkick from Quinton. With the crowd now getting into the match, Quinton dove onto Anima's body and hooked the legs;

ONE...

TWO...

No problem for the 6'6" ACW veteran, as he powered his way out of the pinning predicament. Quinton readied himself as Anima regained his vertical base, and began firing away at his gut with rapid punches. Anima didn't flinch a bit, and proved how strong he was as he easily blocked Quinton's punches, hoisted him onto his shoulders.. and decimated him with a Samoan drop. The crowd applauded Anima's show of strength as the latter made the cover;

ONE...

TWO...

THRE...

Somehow, Quinton May just managed to kick out. A little agitated, Anima grabbed Quincy by the collar of his shirt and tossed him into a corner turnbuckle, before charging full-speed at the Canadian. May, however, hit the deck just as Anima was about to crush him, resulting in Anima's face making wicked contact with the turnbuckle. The big man wobbled, and as he turned around, received a superkick for his troubles.

Quinton May grinned as he looked down at Anima; this was his chance.

He ascended to the top of the turnbuckle, and with a deep breath, leapt off. The crowd watched in awe.. and exploded as Quinton May connected with a superb 450 splash. However, just as Quincy made the cover, Dane Rivers came sprinting out and pulled May off Anima.

Before wrapping his big hand around Quinton's neck, and obliterated him with a powerful choke slam.

The referee had no choice but to call for a disqualification victory in Quinton's favour, but a glare from Rivers saw the referee tumble out of the ring and run to the back, doused in fear. 

Dane walked over to Anima and with a stiff kick, got the big man to roll out of the ring. Turning his attention back to Quinton, Rivers noticed that the man he had a altercation with on last week's show was somehow trying his best to recover.

A pump-kick to the face put paid to May's hopes of regaining his footing, and even saw him fly out of the ring.

The crowd jeered, but Dane simply climbed out of the ring, expressionless as ever. Rivers wasted no time in grabbing a chair, and set his eyes on Quinton...

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

*CRACK*

Everyone in the arena was sickened by this show of brutality on Dane's part, but there was more to come. Rivers again wrapped his hand around Quinton's neck, and pulled the bloodied Canadian up... before...

Choke slamming him through the announce table.

With Quinton not moving an inch, Dane Rivers smiled thinly and headed to the back, as a stream of officials came down to tend to Anima and more importantly, Quinton May. Dane had made a statement tonight.

Do not mess with him.

Winner: Quinton May

Social Services

Geo Vacton stood in his locker room getting ready for his title defense tonight against Jay Smash. He had beaten him before, but there was something special about Smash.. Something Smashing. Vacton stretched his arms out, as he usually did, and then stretched his legs and the rest of his main muscle groups. He made sure his boats were tight and then flicked a little bit of his spiked blonde hair as he looked in the mirror. Suddenly, there came a knock on the door.

"Heeey... It's open." Vacton yelled over. The door opened slowly and a black woman poked her head inside very slowly. Geo hadn't turned around to see who it was yet as he took a few things out of his gym bag. "Hmm... Skittles, love it." He poured a few skittles into his hand and turned around. He was startled to see such an unfamiliar face. He looked at her puzzled.

"Good day, Mr. Vacton. I'm Gloria Payne from Social Services." Geo looked at her oddly.

"What's this about?" Vacton asked as he poured some more Skittles into his palm.

Gloria Payne took out a folder from her suitcase and laid it on the coffee table in the room. "Do you know anyone by the name of Otto Lunge?"

Vacton bit his lip. Yes, he knew Otto Lunge... And he had been trying to loose him ever since his days in 21w. He had sold him off to Jacob Ustler, only for him to begin to miss him and come back... But Otto turned on him and became too free for Vacton to manage. He thought he had left Otto in 21w when he departed from the company. "Uh... No..." Geo told the woman from Social Services.

"Hmm... Are you sure? He talked about you the whole way to the arena..." Gloria Payne could sense that Vacton had been lying.

"Nope. Maybe it's another Geo Vacton..."

"Another Geo Vacton who's a pro wrestler, worked for 21w, and has 'TNT, TNT, TNT' chanted every time he wrestles? Another Geo Vacton who was the last zTw Aluminum Champion? Another Geo Vacton who this guy has watched on every show since you debuted in ACW? Another Geo Vacton who he just told me Everything about on the ride here?" Gloria Payne put her hand on her hip and shook her head.

"Yep. Maybe..."

"Look, I understand he probably was a burden to you with his... his problems... And I guess we can find him a nice home, we lots of other nice people who wont give a damn about him. And I guess he'll just watch you from there and tell all his new friends how he used to know you... How you and him used to be best friends!" Payne's reverse physiology was working.

Vacton broke. He shook his head and bit his lip. "Okay..." He closed his eyes. "But only to get him out of a home... What kind of paperwork do I gotta fill out now?"

Payne grinned. "No paperwork. He's an adult, he doesn't need a guardian, just a friend."

Vacton paced around the room. "Okay, so where is he?"

"Right outside the room. I'll go get him."

"Okay..." Vacton thought for a second. "B-b-but wait... Don't tell him that I was hesitant or anything, okay? Tell him that I'm happy to have him with me and to be his friend again, okay?"

Payne smiled. "Sure." She was about to leave the room, but Vacton asked another question..

"Gee, wait... Uhm... Where did you find him?"

Payne sighed, it was a long and rough story. She wrapped it up. "We found him outside a donut factory salivating at the large fake donut above the factory. The company called the cops and they held him for a few days until we showed up. I asked him where he lived, and he told me he used to have a best friend named Geo Vacton and that he was looking for him when he found the magic donut. He said the donut was going to let him live inside of it and he would never have to work or go anywhere again... It was a pretty sad story. We told him he couldn't go to the donut.. But that we could help him find you..."

Geo never realized how much he meant to Otto, but he realized it now. He also realized he had to do something to ensure Otto's well-being. Payne left the room and Vacton paced back and forth, not sure how to handle the situation. He planned several steps in his head.. The first would be to call Magick Man and let him figure it out. "Okay, Magick'll know what to do... I bet he can get him some kind of home too... A nice one, an apartment... I can help him with some money, probably. Hmm.. I could get him a job, yeah..."

"GEEEOO!!!" Geo spun around and was met by the tremendous force of Otto's body hitting his, followed by the bear hug of Otto's unrealized strength, then kisses all over his face. Vacton giggled and gently pushed him away.

"Otto!"

"GEEEOO!!!"

"Otto!"

"GEEEOO!!!"

"Otto!"

"GEEOO!!!"

Geo smiled and shuck his head. "Yooou look GRREAT!"

Otto grinned and brushed his hand threw his overgrown gray hair. Otto held his hands out to model his new clothes from the agency. He was in need of a shave, and he had pimples, or moles, with hair growing from them on his forehead. He looked terrible, downright terrible.

"You look great, Otto! I can't believe it..." Vacton smiled.

"You look real good too!" Otto admired Vacton's United States Championship belt and smiled. "You're the champion!"

Geo smiled and looked over to Gloria Payne who was instructing him to come over to her. Vacton patted Otto on the head and instructed him to sit on a chair. Otto sat and kicked his legs on the chair as he waited for Geo to stop talking to Miss Payne.

Vacton and Payne walked out into the hallway. "Geo, he needs you... I hope you'll give him what he needs... He's a good guy." Payne hands Geo an envelope. "This will help. My number is in there, too. Call me if you need any help with him." Vacton nodded. "Okay, well.. I've got to go, tell Otto I said Goodbye... Good luck with him, I know it's a burden." Payne smiled and walked off.

Vacton took a deep breath before opening the envelope and walking into the room. He opened it and was startled to find money inside. It was only five-hundred dollars, but it would help in taking care of Otto for a while. He entered the room and put the envelope down.

"Okay, Otto.. I need you to be a good guy and--" The room was already trashed, stuff was everywhere. Vacton sighed, it was too late to clean it up, his match was next. Vacton sat Otto down in a corner and patted him lightly on the head. "Otto... I've got to go wrestle a match... You stay here, okay? Do Not leave this room, okay?" Otto nodded as if he was really going to stay put. Vacton sighed and left the room, ready for his match with Smash. He sighed and continued down the hall, a new burden on his shoulders: A fat middle aged mentally challenged male.

Raise Up

Ralph is once again holding his stomach, as he raises a mic up, in-between himself and Jay Smash. Ralph is now wearing a brown suit, with a pair of think glasses and a small brown hat matching his suit, dressed up to resemble a television reporter.

"Hello Mr. Smash, I am a reporter for the Smash times, and I would like to ask a few questions, if I may have a moment of your time."

"Sure, hey, what's your name?"

"Oh ummmm.... It's Roy...."

"Roy?"

"Roger"

"Who?"

"Umm...it's Roy Rogerson...Yeah, my name is Roy Rogerson."

"So Roy Rogerson, what's wrong with you? Are you sick tonight?"

"Yeah just a little."

"You know, my manager Ralph is sick too."

"Really? Wow, must be that bug goin' around. But anyways, I don't have to ask you about your feelings concerning the words from the man formerly known as...."

"Prince? What does he have to do with..."

"No, no, the man that used to call himself, Brandon Blade. Maybe we should refresh your memory. Let's take a look."

Footage is shown from during the week as Steve Bridge talks trash about Jay Smash. When the footage ends, Jay Smash is smiling with the mic in his hands and he is looking around for the right thing to say. Finally, he begins to speak.

"Really, the only thing I can say is... No wonder this guy has changed his name from Brandon Blade to Steve Bridge. Nobody wants to be him; he doesn't even want to be him. He loves to think of me as a jerk from the 80's kind of person right? You wanna, send me back to New Jersey where I come from after you kick my ass? Well... to make this as short and sweet as you put your statements, I'd rather seem like an 80's jerk from New Jersey, than a godless, boring, ugly ass, burned out bitch, from New Zealand, fading away faster than Ozzy Osborne's brain, no offense, desperate to beat the tough one, the extreme one, the Big Jay, Jay Smash! Keep sipping on that whisky and talking trash because it is as far as you will go when you are trying to pick a fight with the New Disease. You learn how to do more than attack someone with a chair and talk shit, before you try to pick a fight with me."

At this point, the fans are all on Jay Smash's side from his words and are ready for more. "Roy Rogerson" pulls the mic closer to his mouth again to ask another question while Jay Smash stands beside him, listening.

"Now, Mr. Smash, it has also come to my attention that you are really looking forward to entering that ring tonight to fight for the US.... one second...sorry...oh here it comes again!"

Roy Rogerson runs off, tossing the mic to Jay Smash, and into the restroom. Jay Smash look back, looking a bit confused, then he looks back at the camera with the mic to his mouth.

"When you gotta go you gotta go.... Hey, why do they call it a restroom any way? Are we supposed to sleep when we are on the crapper? I don't see any couches or a bed in there either. And you can't call it the bathroom; because you aren't gonna bathe yourself in public places. I think they should just call it, the Piss Place, or the Shit Station, or the.... Sorry, completely off topic. I think he was asking about the US title match coming up. 

Well, Geo, go ahead and take a good look at that US title you wear over your shoulder, on your waist, in your hand, or where ever you like to stick it, because after tonight, that title, is gonna be held by Jay Smash, all shiny and new, on the real champs shoulder. On the real champs beautiful waist. And held in the hands of a real champion. The United States Championship, is comin' home to daddy. Why? Cause it's my time, it's smashing time!"

Jay Smash tosses the mic behind him, and Roy Rogerson (Ralph Lemmburg) catches it as he heads back for the interview. Jay Smash walks off and Roy Rogerson stares at him, still holding his stomach. He takes off the hat and glasses and he walks away.

    
ACW United States Championship
Geo Vacton(c) Vs. Jay Smash (Dunno, someone is...)

"Raise up.....Everybody raise up!" 

The fans were out of their seats and 'Raise Up' by Saliva began to blast through the arena. The music's bass pounded into the fan's chests, then followed by their heads nodding to the beat. A spotlight shined from above, as Jay Smash headed through the crowd before he hopped over the barricade and slid into the ring. Ralph was also seen sliding into the ring after walking down the ramp. Jay Smash continued to keep the fans on their feet as he climbed to the second turnbuckle and raised his hands high up into the air. Ralph put his hands together and smiled while Jay pointed out to the crowd and finally jumped off the turnbuckle, landing right beside Ralph.

The music cut, and for a second their was a pause in the ring. After no music played, the fans began to chant "T-N-T! ...T-N-T! ... T-N-T" Finally,

"TNT .... I'M DYNAMITE!"

The crowd went wild as they awaited Geo Vacton. Geo was seen behind the curtain staring out to the crowd, popping his head out every so often. Then, Geo Vacton pushed through the curtain and strode confidently and energetically out to the ramp. Geo paused before heading all the way down, placing his hands to his hips and smiling to the fans. Before moving from his position on the stage, he opened his mouth and pulled a stick of dynamite from his pants. 

Geo lit the fuse, tossed it behind him then headed down the ramp as the stick of dynamite lit several more sticks laid out on the stage. The dynamite exploded sending many fireworks into the air. When the flames died down and no more fireworks were left, Geo rolled under the bottom rope, stood up and headed across the ring where he climbed up the turnbuckle to raise his hands out to the crowd.

The music cut, and both men were now standing face to face in the ring. The crowd did not know who to cheer for, as they all loved both superstars about the same. The crowd had their "Smash" chants, and others with the "T-N-T" chants. When Jay Smash and Geo Vacton found their chance to lock up, they decided to run out of the ring from two opposite directions and kneeled down next to the ring apron. Both men threw the apron up and pulled out weapons. 

Jay Smash pulled a 20-foot ladder out and slid it into the ring. Before Jay Smash entered the ring again, Geo Vacton pulled out a garbage can, and a stick of dynamite!

Both men slid into the ring from the bottom rope and ran towards each other. Geo Vacton drops Jay Smash with a clothesline but Jay refused to stay down for more than a second. Jay Smash got right back to his feet and ran back at Geo who ran to the ropes after the clothesline. Jay Smash knocked Geo out of the ring with a running dropkick. Geo fell over the top rope backwards landing back on his feet only to fall back, hard once again into the barricade. 

Jay Smash headed to the top turnbuckle and waited for Geo to get to his feet. Geo got up from the ground, with a smile as he faced the crowd. Jay Smash leaped off the top turnbuckle and nailed a hard shot with his fists into Geo Vacton's back.

Geo Vacton fell to his knees, with his hands holding onto the barricade. Jay Smash was back up and moved over to the announcer table where he grabbed a chair. Jay Smash walked back over the Geo Vacton who had the fans trying to tell him to look out. Jay Smash brought the chair over his head and sent it crashing down, hitting the top of the barricade! Geo Vacton moved away before the shot was made, and he knocked Jay Smash down with a low blow. 

Jay Smash dropped the chair, and yelled after the hard shot to his groin. Geo Vacton picked Jay Smash up and whipped him into the steel steps. Jay Smash crashed into the steps, sending the top section off somewhere.

Geo rolled Jay Smash back into the ring and set him up for the Geocide very early in the match. Jay Smash counted the move by pushes Geo forward, into the turnbuckle. Jay Smash ran at Geo Vacton, delivering shoulder thrust after shoulder thrust into Vacton's back. Jay Smash continued the damage to Geo Vacton's back, by whipping Geo Vacton into the ropes and dropping him into a Boston crab. Jay Smash stretched Vacton's legs, enough to really damage the mid section of Vacton's back.

Once Jay Smash let the move go, he pulled Vacton's head on top of the bottom rope, and pulled the rope into Vacton's neck, while in a headlock position. Jay Smash raised Vacton to his feet and put his arm around the back of Vacton's neck. Jay Smash moved his body behind the ladder, still laid out in the ring, and raises Geo Vacton up for a suplex. Geo countered the move, and dropped Jay Smash with a front suplex on top of the ladder! Jay Smash closed his eyes and held onto the damaged area as he rolled around in the ring. Geo Vacton went for the first pin in the match.

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Jay Smash quickly got his shoulder off the mat and stood back up. Geo Vacton kicked Jay Smash in the mid section, then tripped Smash down from his bad leg. Geo grabbed the garbage can he rolled into the ring before and he set it up on the turnbuckle, between the middle and top rope. Geo picked Jay Smash up and tossed him towards the garbage can, but Jay Smash reversed into a kick and a modified ddt, slamming Geo Vacton, face first into the garbage can set up between the turnbuckle. 

Jay Smash picked Geo's body up from the ground as fast as he could and slammed Geo as hard as he could with a German suplex onto the ground. Jay Smash grabbed the ladder and placed it upwards, not yet set up, but leaning down on the top rope.

Jay Smash set Geo Vacton's body on the ladder, and he ran to the other end of the ring. When Jay Smash headed back, He leaped off the ring floor and slammed into Geo Vacton with a cross body. The ladder pushes off the ropes, after the move was made, and Geo falls forward to the ground, followed by the ladder, which bounced off the ropes and landed on top of Geo Vacton's back! Jay Smash pulled the ladder off the top of Geo Vacton's body and went for a pin.

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The three count was very close to being made but Geo Vacton was not ready to lose his title. Geo Vacton, with everything he had, made his way back to his feet, and at the same time, Jay Smash ran back to the opposite side of the ring. When Jay Smash hit the ropes, Anima struck with a surprise attack, breaking a chair over Jay Smash's back! Geo Vacton, who looked very angry at this point, grabbed the garbage can, which was used before by Jay Smash to deliver a ddt with, and he stuck it over Jay Smash's head. Geo Vacton laid Jay Smash on the turnbuckle and he grabbed the ladder. 

When Geo set the ladder on his shoulder, he ran towards Jay Smash, and slammed the end of the ladder into the garbage can as hard as he could, crushing the garbage can into Jay Smash's face. Jay Smash fell forward and onto the ground.

The fans that were a little disappointed at Anima's attack on Jay Smash, began to chant "Smash". Geo Vacton couldn't believe what he was hearing, making him upset. Anima then rose up the stick of dynamite that Geo had pulled out earlier in the match, giving Geo an idea. Anima actually handed Geo Vacton the dynamite and Geo picked Jay Smash up from the ground, still with the garbage can on the top of his head. Geo lit the fuse on the dynamite, and stuck it on top of the garbage can! Geo Vacton moved away, covered his ears with his hands, and waited for the blast.

The fans were out of their seats as Jay Smash slowly moved around in place, with the garbage can on his head and the stick of dynamite at the top, ready to blow. Suddenly, the dynamite blew, and pieces went all over the place as the explosion sent a strong vibration through the garbage can, and blows parts of the garbage can off of Jay Smash! Jay Smash fell to the ground, motionless in the middle of the ring. 

After the smoke cleared, Geo Vacton went for the cover, as Anima still stares into the ring, surprised at what happened.

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Geo Vacton retains his United States championship with an "exploding" ending to the match. 'TNT' plays through the arena once again as the fans watch the EMTs run into the ring to help Jay Smash. 

The fans look concerned as they watch Jay Smash get taken out of the ring with a stretcher, but some are actually cheering still for Geo Vacton. Anima and Geo Vacton, then stare at each other, before they leave. Jay Smash is sent to the backstage area with the EMTs.

Winner: Geo Vacton

    
fate lingOd and Dante Inferno Vs. Alias

All the fans in the San Diego Sports Arena focus their attention on the ring as the sounds of “I Stand Alone” by Godsmack shake throughout the facility. Dante Inferno appears at the entranceway, and the fans ‘greet’ him with a showering of boos and overall negative response… just what you might expect for one of the most hated men in ACW. 

Dante Inferno keeps his head held down in deep thought, his left hand lightly tracing the burnt cross on his chest, as the methodic lyrics of 'Otherworld' by Nobou Uemetsu blare over the speakers. As if on cue, the fans begin booing loudly as Fate ling0d stalks to the ring along side Dante Inferno, keeping a close eye on the back of Inferno… no doubt a warning from Frank. 

Instead of entering the ring, ling0d opts to stay on the ring apron, now eyeing the entrance way. Dante slides in underneath the ropes and slowly circles around the ring, sneering at the crowd. Suddenly The Full Nine strike, in the form of “Not Over” and the fans immediately get up and cheer for their reborn hero, the Original Pulp Hero, Alias. His fists wrapped up tightly with clean white tape and a confident look on his face, Alias strides to about only the half way point of the ramp as his music dies down. 

He looks to either side of him, the cheers from the San Diego crowd slowly rising around him and then plants his right foot into the steel ramp way. Taking a step back with his left foot, he stares into the angered eyes of both Dante Inferno and fate ling0d, the two monsters against the one man, and makes sure to send a message to Ethan Winters, Scott Perry and the rest of Winters Inc. 

Fuck You.

With two simple words the battle is on, as Alias charges full on towards ling0d. Alias lowers his shoulder a split second sooner then the sadistic brawler and ends up bashing him straight into the ring, before whipping ling0d towards the crowd barrier head first. For the next few minutes ling0d would be down and out, giving Alias some hands on time with Dante Inferno 

Alias runs and slides under the bottom rope, finally signifying the start of the match as the bell rings, and just as soon begins to receive boot after boot from the 6’7” monster. Dante begins to get tired of just the vicious boots and brings Alias up by his hair, slapping him across the top of the head as he does. Suddenly Alias snaps into action and responds with a heavy right hand. Inferno shakes it off and clubs Alias back, before coming in with a knee-lift. 

Alias goes down to one knee from the attack, and falls victim to a vicious elbow to the back of the head courtesy of Inferno. Grabbing the groggy Alias around the neck Inferno then quickly sends him face first to the mat with a Snap DDT. Fate ling0d staggers up and into the ring slowly recovering from the attack at the beginning of the match, picking Alias up he slams him hard to the mat. 

The fans boo as Alias is left to the hands of both Dante Inferno and fate ling0d inside the ring. ling0d picks up the dazed Alias and sends him off the ropes, Alias comes off the ropes and ducks under ling0d’s lariat. Catching a surprised Dante Inferno off guard, Alias lunges himself towards Dante and catches him in a swinging neckbreaker. 

ling0d pounces upon Alias with a hard lariat to the back of his head, before bringing him back up and shooting him off to the ropes once again. Dante Inferno who is now on his feet as well, yells at ling0d to keep Alias coming his way. With an awesome show of strength, Dante Inferno lifts Alias up in a military press and slams him down hard to the mat. 

The resilient Pulp Hero creeps up to one knee with help from the ropes but then gets sent straight back down with a blindsided bulldog from ling0d. As Alias once again, defiantly tries to get up and regain himself, Dante Inferno hooks him up in a waistlock and throws him over with a release German suplex. Alias hits the mat hard and slowly rolls out the ring, hitting the outside with a soft thud. 

Dante Inferno goes to step out through the ropes but is suddenly stopped with a hand grasped tightly on his shoulder. Fate ling0d spins Inferno around and stares him in the eye. He yells at Inferno saying he wants to finish Alias off, probably knowing an extra zero will show up on his next pay cheque from Winters. Dante scoffs at him and sweeps ling0d’s hand off his shoulder, something that ling0d doesn’t take lightly as he gets face to face with Dante Inferno. 

The two monsters share several heated words with each other, before Dante Inferno goes to attack fate ling0d, Alias however grabs him by the foot and pulls him to the outside. Dante swings with a wild right hand, but Alias ducks it and hooks him up, before taking him over with a side Russian leg sweep onto the steel guardrail. Alias rolls Inferno up to his feet, then waiting on Inferno for a split second, Alias then takes him down with a tornado DDT. Inferno hits the floor hard, and Alias lays a few select boots into his chest. On about the fourth boot, ling0d’s pleased facial expression changes once again to a serious expression, as he sees a window of opportunity and rushes towards Alias on the outside. 

Alias turns around just in time to see Fate ling0d flying at him with a clothesline as ling0d launches himself over the top rope. Ling0d lands the thunderous lariat on Alias, but more or less takes himself out in the process. As the chaos remains stagnant on the outside of the ring the crowd cheers on for someone to get up. 

The first man to his feet however, wasn’t the man that the crowd wanted. Dante Inferno grabs the ankle of Alias and yanks him up and back into the ring. Furious at Alias, Dante boots him in the gut and hooks him up for a vicious snap powerbomb. Before he can execute it, however, Alias begins sending fist after fist into the head of Inferno. Dante Inferno charges forwards and launches Alias in an oblivious direction… 

CRACK 

… which just so happened to be straight into the referee. Dante shakes his head and smiles, wiping the blood from his lip, he is quite pleased with the chaos he had created. Dante stands Alias up and tries to take him over with a hip toss, but Alias lands awkwardly on his feet. Inferno charges at Alias but Alias takes Inferno over with an arm drag, and turns it into a cross-arm breaker. Dante writhes in pain and tries to find a way to fight out of the submission. 

Finally Alias releases the hold knowing the referee is out cold, and then begins a barrage of stomps on Dante Inferno before stopping to spit a glob of mucus and blood at the downed Inferno. 

SHMACK! 

Only to follow it to the floor, as a semi-recovered Fate ling0d sends Alias crumpling to the mat with a vicious chair shot to the back of the head. Fate sneers at Alias before hooking him up for a DVD… and drops him to the mat with Fate’s Demise. Instead of covering Alias however, Fate shoots back up to his feet and glares over at the downed Dante Inferno. Fate whispers words that only he could here… 

“Frank told me to do it.” 

… and then grabs the now bloodied chair, before grabbing Dante Inferno and bringing him to his knees. Split seconds later, however, the skitzo also finds himself on his knees as Dante made the healthy decision of driving a stiff forearm between Fate ling0d’s legs. Ling0d drops the chair to the mat and falls onto his stomach, holding his crotch in agony. Pushing himself to his feet, Inferno realized something that Fate ling0d had not… it was time to end this fucking match before that durable bastard, Alias, could stand up one more time. 

So grabbing the chair from beside the still writhing Fate ling0d, Dante Inferno lumbered over to the semi-conscience Alias and sent two more thunderous shots into his already battered body… and for the hell of it, Dante also sent one shot into ling0d. A sadistic yellow-teethed sneer on face and almost an indifferent air to him, Dante then threw Fate ling0d on top of Alias. 

As he made his way out of the ring, Dante Inferno shook the referee to life and lobbed him towards the pin. This violent melee was as good as over. 

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With that disgusting ending the fans continued raining boos down towards the ring and towards Dante Inferno. Winters Inc. had won the first big battle… would this be a sign of things to come? Would ICU fair any better in the Main Event of the night? Dante Inferno just stared into the camera as he made his way up the entrance ramp and, more then likely for Ethan Winters, uttered a parting shot. 

“One more.”

Winner: Dante Inferno and fate lingOd

Dante shot a piercing glance towards Osyrus, who returned it back, Winters detected the tension, and suddenly broke the ice. "Hey, that psycho bitch Jade has sent you a letter or something Dante, I didn't wanna open it encase I got gassed or something, but here you got, we gotta get to his match. C'mon boys!"

    
A*Dubbs and Osyrus Vs. ICU

When Courage came back from commercial, the two Winters Inc. members, Osyrus and A*Dubbs were already inside the ring. The fans were really letting Osyrus hear it tonight as they continued to boo him as he just stood there on the ring apron, arguing with A*Dubbs about who was really the better athlete. A* Dubbs on the other hand just bounced around inside the ring, showing his speed and coordination to all the ACW wrestling fans out there and to Osyrus especially… 

The jeers quickly turned to cheers once the curtain separated and the man known as the human Intense Care Unit, ICU stepped onto stage. The ACW champion and the newest hire of Winters turned their attention to the ramp way… ICU running full speed into the ring as he slide under the bottom rope and right into the waiting fists of Osyrus. 

Both men were going toe to toe as the exchanged right and left haymakers, reminiscent of classic boxing matches between Mohamed Ali and his various adversaries that were held inside the Sports Arena, many decades ago. 

ICU slowly got the advantage going his way, blocking the left jab… following it up with a right to the bread basket… and a left hook back upstairs that rocked Osyrus into the corner. A*Dubbs just stood there and watch the action, leaning against the ropes, while Osyrus was getting taken apart by ICU’s patented move, Revenge. ICU continued to drive his fist into the chest of Osyrus, until something distracted him… 


THUMP~ 


A forearm shot to the back of the head from A*Dubbs. ICU didn’t move a muscle as he looked back to see AL in shock that his stiff shot didn’t even phase the current TV champion. The crowd went literally nuts as ICU slowly turned in A*Dubbs’ direction, then sent the rookie to the mat with a hard shot to the forehead called Depression. The ref went to check on A*Dubbs while ICU returned his attention on his one primary goal of the night… And that was to destroy Ossie for good. 

Maybe beat him up just enough to injury him so his son Colin, could forget about the man that has caused him so much grief in the past few weeks. But as ICU reached down to pick the ACW champ off of the mat, a low blow stopped all momentum that he had. 

Ivan slumped down to the canvas quickly while Osyrus had got back to his feet… still shaken from the attack he suffered moments ago. But one thing was for sure, Osyrus was ready, willing and able to return the favor back to ICU. A*Dubbs came back into the picture as Osyrus lifted ICU to his feet, Al insisted on getting a shot in on Ivan, but Osyrus yelled… 

“Back off.” 

And apparently the champ meant it, holding ICU up before knocking him back down to the canvas with a stiff right hook to the temple of ICU. A*Dubbs move closer to ICU as he laid on the ground, but Osyrus stood in his way… blocking the rookie from even touching the man Osyrus wanted to inflict massive damage on. So A*Dubbs back off and walked to the corner while Osyrus continued to stomp away on the longest reigning champion in the history of ACW. 

The World champion showed his massive strength to his hometown crowd, picking ICU off of the canvas with a double choke lift, then tossed him into the nearby corner. He stated to stomp viciously on the chest of ICU, before turning his back to his opponent… playing to the crowd, which got Osyrus massive jeers. 

ICU suddenly rose to his feet at the same time Osyrus turned back to him, and met the champ with a knee lift to his gut.. followed by an explosion of punches to Osyrus’ face and chest. ICU backed Osyrus into the ropes as he shot him across the ring… the World champ bounced back quickly as A*Dubbs smacked him in the back while Osyrus looked for the clothesline on ICU, but nobody was there. 

Just as ICU was about to take the head of Osyrus’ head off with an inverted clothesline… ICU was taken to the mat with a sickening knee clip from the now legal man in the ring, A*Dubbs. Osyrus was surprised to see the rookie take advantage so quickly, stomping away on the head and neck of ICU… then showing his athletic ability by running off of the ropes and drop kicking ICU in the side of the face. 

Osyrus was impressed. 

For the first time since Osyrus entered ACW, he was impressed with other superstar other than himself. He just stood there and applauded A*Dubbs’ continually assault on ICU, the ref trying to get him out of the ring, but Osyrus just shoved the ref down to the canvas as he continued to watch. 

”Are you impressed you big nucka?” 

A*Dubbs replied as he looked in Osyrus’ direction… the champ slighting shaking his head as the fans booed Winters Inc. members in the ring. 

”Well, watch this…” 

Just as Al finished his sentence, he took a couple of steps back, then flung himself into the air… then landed on ICU with a running shooting star press. The fans erupted after seeing the awesome athletic ability that must have been hiding inside the rookie all along. Osyrus finally left the ring while A*Dubbs stomped away on the TV champ, not letting him get back to his feet while the fans chanted his name… 

I C U 

I C U 

I C U 

I C U

And fans rallied behind their anti-hero as he slowly got back to his feet. The punches and kicks that had kept him down moments earlier, seemed to have no affect now. ICU rose to the canvas with a hulking up kind of motion as Osyrus yelled for A*Dubbs to kick ICU’s ass… But it was little too late. 

ICU decked A*Dubbs in the face with a left hook, then followed it up with a short arm clothesline that took the cruiser off his feet as he landed on his neck.. then bounced onto his chest. Osyrus ran into the ring to stop ICU’s momentum, but he too was not match for the psychotic man that was on a rampage. 

ICU kicked Osyrus in the stomach and snapped Osyrus in the canvas with a swinging neck breaker… A*Dubbs came out of the left corner of the screen, steel chair in hand as this match seemed to be out of control since the very start. A*Dubbs waited for ICU to turn around… as he tossed him the chair, quite possibly looking to connect with the skull of the TV champ with his patented roundhouse kick into the chair called, Electrifying. 

But ICU was too smart for that, he ducked the kick and as A*Dubbs landed on his feet, he was taken down just as fast by a steel chair shot to the temple. 

The crowed roared their approval as ICU continued to hit A*Dubbs with the chair until it started to dent beyond use. ICU hovered over A*Dubbs as he tossed the chair to the canvas as the rookie laid there obliterated… he slowed turn away and was knocked down hard by the impact-full spear from Osyrus called Nowhere to Run. 

And there wasn’t a time where the name was more appropriate. The champ picked up the remains of the steel char as he drove it into the throat area of ICU many times as fans turned away for the animalistic behavior of Osyrus. 

This must have been a ploy all along by Winters to really punish the wrestlers the fans loved the most… Winters showed everyone what happens when you cross the majority boss as ICU laid on the canvas, spitting up blood and coughing controllably. Mayhem was tonight’s theme in San Diego where ruthless was rewarded and foul play was the rules that ACW lived by on this night. 

But who would be standing tall at the end of Courage next week?

 And what will happen next week in the brutal triangle of ICU, Osyrus and his son.

Winner: Osyrus and A*Dubbs