The countdown meter begins to roll.  4, 3, 2, 1,...  Then there is an explosion, as the scene rushes to the arena.  As we see 12,000 fans are on there feet, in the MGM Grand Garden Arena, in Las Vegas, Nevada.

The camera shot cuts to the back area outside Mr. X’s office. The door is cracked open, and the camera tries to get as best a shot as possible. We barely see anything, but we can see a little of what looks like a police uniform, and Mr. X sitting behind his desk. 

Police:  Has anyone acted suspiciously lately? 

Mr. X:  Not that I know of. Everyone in the locker room has their own little quarks, and now with the return of the ACW tonight it can be sure that each of them has reacted differently. 

Police:  Do you know of anyone who would have had a grudge, enough to kill him? 

Mr. X:  He was a hated man when he was here last. So his list of grudges could include many names both still with us, and no longer with us. 

Police:  I can trust that you will give us any information as it comes to you, right? 

Mr. X:  Absolutely. 

Police:  Thank you very much for your time. I’ll keep in touch with you for anything that may surface. 

Mr. X:  Thank you very much. 

The officer gets up from his seat, and shakes Mr. X’s hand. He then turns to the door, and opens it as the cameraman scurries away from the door.

Wolfman Jack:  I wonder’s who’s dead?

Lilith:  I have a theory, someone that was here in ACW that was hated?  Can only be Frog or Borden… either one dead would be damn good!

Malicia Savage  vs  Mysterious Strange Guy

Regis Philben:  The following contest is scheduled for one fall.  First, making her way to the ring, standing at 6'3", and weighing in at 220 pounds, from Los Angeles, California, Malicia Savage.

A chorus erupts from the speakers..
"They can't stop us, let 'em try..
For heavy metal WE WILL DIE.."

The thunderous drum beat reverberates through the arena as a pair of flashpots explode on either side of the entrance ramp.  Malicia walks out and raises her arms, clenching her left hand into a fist and gripping her left wrist with her right hand, holding it high for a moment before walking to the ringside area.

Regis Philben:  And her opponent, standing at 6'0", and weighing in at 215 pounds, from Nameless, Texas, Mysterious Strange Guy.

"Raven" by Do As Infinty as Mysterious Strange Guy makes his way towards the ring.  He seems to be in a drunk state, as he is sweaying back and forth towards the ring.  As he enters, rolling under the bottom rope, he tries to stand, but then falls on the mat.

Judge Mills Lane is the referee for this match.  The bell rings, as Mysterious Strange Guy, barely standing, connects with a punch to the side of Malicia Savage.  As Malicia, now pissed off, just stares back at the Mysterious one, she then slaps the ever living daylights out of him, then connects with The Faultline.  Malicia Savage then goes for the pin.  Judge Mills Lane with the count.  1, 2, 3.

Winner:  Malicia Savage

Lilith:  Holy SHIT that was a short match!

Wolfman Jack:  Hey I used to work with that woman, Trust me, MSG had NOTHING on Malicia.

Lilith:  But damn still, that was brutal.  Don’t get me wrong I like that but… DAMN!

Just then, we see Mr. X make his way out on the entrance ramp with the microphone in hand.

Mr. X:  You don't know how much I hate drunks that can't perform, so Mysterious Strange Guy... You're FIRED!

Wolfman Jack:  And just like that, the Mysterious one is gone.

Lilith:  The real mystery is how that jackass got a contract in the first place!

Wolfman Jack:  Before we get to our next match I have an announcement to make.  Thus just came in from the back.  We now know who the officer was referring to.  According to the latest news, former ACW superstar Green Haired Frog was reportedly found dead in an abandoned building.  What also appears to be of great concern of the police force is how Green Haired Frog was found.  He was apparently bound to a chair, and tortured before suffocated with a plastic bag.  I am not sure of any more details, but I am sure more will surface soon.  

Lilith:  I never liked the man, but that is no way for any man to go. 

Broadcaster 1:  Well said. I don’t know how, but we need to get to our next match.  I just hope whoever is behind this is found.

Infamous Jonny C  vs  Mysterious Z

Regis Philben:  Following contest is scheduled for one fall.  Making his way to the ring, he stands at 6'1", and weighs in at 240 pounds, from Milford, Connecticut, Infamous Jonny C.

The Lights in the arena dim, and start flashing red, green, and blue.  A countdown starts on the big screen, smokes starts to rise up from under the ramp.  When the countdown Hits One, "Pretty fly for a white Guy" Blares over the Pa System.  Infamous Jonny C steps onto the ramp way to a very mixed reaction from the fan in the arena.  Jonny Lifts his sunglasses to get a good look around the arena. He starts to make his way to the ring.  Halfway down the ramp Jonny Stops, Puts his glasses up onto his head, than puts his arms out like wings, tilts his head back and his pyro goes off., Jonny makes his way to the ring, stops on the steps to one more time to look around the arena then steps under the top rope into the ring.

Wolfman Jack:  Jonny C is hoping to make a much larger impact in ACW then in ICWA.

Lilith:  If he is anything like he is in ICWA it won’t be much of an impact.

Jonny C starts pacing around the ring anxiously awaiting the arrival of Mystery Z. As they all wait the ACW theme starts to play. Everyone looks around in a little confusion. As Jonny continues to look toward the entrance, a man in all black with a black mask comes out from under the ring behind Jonny C. The man slides under the bottom rope, and attacks Jonny C from behind. The referee thinks this is Mystery Z, and calls for the bell to start the match.

Wolfman Jack:  Wait a tic… Is that even Mystery Z?

Lilith:  I don’t give a shit as long as I see some wrestling finally.  Not another beat down like the last friggin match.

Mystery Z continues his assault on Jonny C, as he begins to kick Jonny C in the back of the head, repeatedly one kick right after the other.  Judge Mills Lane tries to pull Mysterious Z away, but Mysterious Z just pushes Lane away.  As Z goes back for the assault, Jonny C gets back up and begins to punch and kick the big man.  As Jonny begins to run up and connect with a drop kick, Z grabs Jonny C in mid air, and slams him down hard on the mat.  Z goes for the cover.  Judge Mills Lane with the count.  1, 2, kickout.

Wolfman Jack:  Z almost had Jonny C there!  

Lilith:  Almost ain't good enough, you either got to beat'em or not.  And like typical men they can’t get the damn job done.

Z then quickly picks up Jonny C, and goes for a headbutt, but Jonny C slips out of it, then connects with a drop kick to the knee of Mysterious Z as he goes down to one knee.  Jonny C then runs up and connects with a ddt.  Then goes for the cover.  1, 2, kickout, as Mysterious Z throws Jonny C up in the air, as Jonny C lands hard on the mat.

Wolfman Jack:  Look at the power of Z!  He threw Jonny off as if he where nothing!  

Lilith:  Ok that was SORT OF impressive… kinda.

Mysterious Z now up, walks over to Jonny C, as C is finally getting back onto his feet.  Jonny C quickly kicks Mysterious Z in the gut, then connects with an enziguri that puts the big man on the mat.  Then Jonny C quickly ascends the turnbuckle.  As he leaps off going for the The 630, but Mysterious Z moves out of the way, as Jonny C lands hard on the mat.  Mysterious Z  gets back on his feet, and just waits for Jonny C to get back up.

Wolfman Jack:  Z had Jonny well scouted!

Lilith:  That’s his own damn fault for trying a move that takes so long to do. Moron!

As Jonny C gets back to his feet, he turns around Mysterious Z grabs Jonny C's throat as he lifts him up, and then connects with The Final Second.  Mysterious Z goes for the pin.  1, 2, 3.

Regis Philben:  Winner of this match, Mysterious Z

Wolfman Jack:  Mysterious Z beat Jonny C but Jonny was able to get some offense in before he was defeated.

Lilith:  Not a whole lot of offence.

As Mysterious Z stands in the ring, still looking at Jonny C, as Jonny C makes his way up the ramp, head still down from being defeated.  Suddenly a voice begins to echo in the arena.

Mysterious Voice:  Greetings Jonny C. I apologize that I could not make it for your first match. When I said that I respected your bravery, I meant it. I respected it more so because you had no idea what you were stepping into. I never said I was making the challenge for myself, but for my protégé. The man who just pinned you is known by the name of Omega. I cannot dispel anymore, but all will be revealed very soon. You can bet on that.

Omega nods his head, and then exits the ring.

 Lilith:  So wait, that wasn't even Mysterious Z?  Just this Omega douche?

Wolfman Jack:  Apparently so.  I’m just as confused as you partner

As the opening chords of "Titan" roar from the speakers, a pair of explosions herald the emergence of Max Damage from the backstage area. He stands at the top of the ramp, looks out at the crowd, pushes his sunglasses up onto his head and starts making his way to the ringside area.  Damage then, enters the ring, as he begins to look around waiting for Hassim to enter.

Wolfman Jack:  If you like action these two men are sure as hell to give it to you!

Lilith:  No doubt about that!  These two have been known to have some of the most brutal vile and hardcore matches in HISTORY.  For them I have to give respect even if I don’t like'em very much.

Just then, Hassim rolls out from underneath the ring, with a taser in hand, as he enters the ring.  Max Damage quickly turns around, as Hassim touches Max with the taser as electrical volts of electricity begins to serge through Max Damage that sends Max Damage to the mat.  Hassim then, quickly connects with a leg drop on Max Damage.  Then begins to go for the ladder on the outside of the ring.

Lilith:  HAHAHA Now THAT is what I’m talking about!  Bet Max never saw THAT coming!

Wolfman Jack:  Of all the underhanded tactics!  That’s can’t be fair!

Lilith:  Ah AH!  Ladder matches have no disqualifications, so yes, it IS fair.

Hassim, slides the ladder in the ring, then enters.  As Max Damage gets to his feet and turns around to face Hassim, Hassim connects with the ladder, as it nails the forehead of Max Damage.  Max Damage falls to his back.  Hassim then lays the ladder on top of Max Damage, then quickly leaps to the top rope on the turnbuckle.  Hassim then leaps off, connecting with a leg drop fron the top rope, as Hassim connects with the ladder, as well as Max Damage, as Damage is flopping all over the ring, feeling nothing but pain.  Hassim and Damage are not moving.

Wolfman Jack:  I think Hassim hurt himself just as badly as he hurt Max with that move!  

Lilith:  Admittedly not a very smart move, but it got the job done.  Max is DOWN.

There are a mixed reactions of chants coming from the fans as you hear;

Hassim, Hassim, Hassim,....

Max Damage, Max Damage, Max Damage,....

Wolfman Jack:  It’s a split crowd Here!  

Lilith:  Yeah they can’t figure out who they want to die first!

Max Damage and Hassim finally get back to there feet, as Hassim goes for a hard right punch, but Max Damage blocks it, and connects with a hard left that rocks Hassim.  Hassim goes for another punch, but Max Damage blocks it then connects with another hard punch that makes Hassim step back a few steps.  Max Damage then goes for the The Vegas Impaler, but Hassim moves out of the way, but Damage stops himself, as he turns around, then Hassim connects with a drop kick that takes Max Damage down.  Hassim then exits the ring.

Wolfman Jack:  Hassim has clearly dominated this match!  

Lilith:  Which if Hassim is smart he will keep it up.  Though I doubt he is THAT smart.

Hassim then looks underneath the ring, then pulls out a barbwire baseball bat.

Wolfman Jack:  What the hell is he going to do with that?!  

Lilith:  What the hell do you THINK he’s gonna do with it?  He’s gonna hit Max with it!  Or try to at least!

Meanwhile, Max Damage is back on his feet, as a fan has already handed him a set of golf clubs, and a freshly wrapped bundle of barbwire.  Hassim and Damage now staring at one another with sadistic smiles, as they keep on looking at one another, as well as the ladder that is still lying in the ring.

Wolfman Jack:  I don’t think they care about the #1 contendership at this point, at this point all they want to do is hurt each other!

Lilith:  I also think they are confused.  One wants to play extreme baseball the other wants to play extreme golf.  This is WRESTLING god damnit!

Hassim slides in the ring with the barbwire bat in hand, as Max Damage slides in the ring with the bundle of barbwire, and the set of golf clubs.  As Max puts the golf clubs on the mat, Hassim nails Max Damage with the barbwire bat across the back, then connect across the forehead of Max Damage, as Damage gets busted open.  Blood begins to drip from Max's head.

Wolfman Jack:  First blood by Hassim!  Hassim is out for blood!

Lilith:  Could you be even MORE clichéd?  Damn now I know how Daemon felt workin with you!

Hassim then points up, then looks at Max Damage, then looks at the barbwire bat and smiles.  Hassim then begins to drag Max Damage to the nearest turnbuckle corner, as he sets Max up in the sit down position.  Then sets up the barbwire baseball bat between the lets of Max Damage.  Hassim then takes a few steps back, as the crowd errupts with nothing, but cheers.  Hassim then begins to run, but as Hassim goes for a baseball slide, Max Damage somehow, grabs the barbwire bat, and moves out of the way, as Hassim slides into the turnbuckle.  Max Damage then, as Hassim tries to get back up, Max Damage nails Hassim with the barbwire bat right in the face, as Hassim's face quickly begins to bleed badly.

Wolfman Jack:  My god look at that carnage!  

Lilith:  Oh be quiet you puppy, it’s just blood from the forehead.  They have both been through worse, hell, I know for a fact YOU did worse when you wrestled.  

Wolfman Jack:  So I understand what they are going through and I tell you, it isn’t nice.

Max Damage quickly yells, "PAYBACK's A BITCH!", as Max Damage puts Hassim in the turnbuckle corner, in the sit down position.  Max Damage, then smiles, as he puts the barbwire baseball bat, between the legs of Hassim.  Then Max Damage grabs one of the golf clubs, as he begins to madly laugh.

Lilith:  I think we have reached the point where both men have lost their fragile little minds.  

Wolfman Jack:  Hassim certainly has a manic look on his face.

Max Damage then yells, "FORE" as he nails the bat with the golf club, as the barbwire on the bat connects with the nuts of Hassim, as Hassim is screaming in pain.

Crowd:  Holy Shit!, Holy Shit!, Holy Shit!,...

Wolfman Jack & Lilith:  HOLY SHIT!

Max Damage then walks over to the ladder, as he props it up underneath the contract hanging high above.  Max Damage begins to climb the ladder.  Hassim then, somehow, removes the barbwire bat from the nuts, then runs up and drop kicks the ladder over, sending Max Damage flying off, over the top rope and nailing the security railing, head first, as Damage's head bounces off and Max lands back first onto the concrete outside.

Crowd:  Holy Shit!, Holy Shit!, Holy Shit!,...

Wolfman Jack:  This isn’t a wrestling match anymore!  

Lilith:  No this isn’t. This has become a primal thing, a fight for survival between two men who see nothing but pain and carnage, who live with it every day of their lives.

Hassim then begins to setup the ladder underneath the contract, then Hassim begins to climb up.  Just then, somehow Max Damage crawls back in the ring, gets back to his feet, then grabs Hassim by the foot, then throws him off the ladder.  Max Damage then walks over to the bundle of barbwire, as he sets it up in the turnbuckle corner.  As Max goes to turn around, Hassim nails Max Damage in the knee with the barbwire bat, then goes for a crotch shot, but Max grabs the bat, takes it away then rakes the forehead of Hassim, bringing more blood to the match.

Wolfman Jack:  My god this match could be OVER by now!  Why wont they end this blood bath?

Lilith:  You don’t understand Jack, they CAN’T end it.  Not until one man is no longer standing.

Max Damage then grabs Hassim and sends him into the turnbuckle with the bundle of barbwire is setup at, as Hassim nails the barbwire, and then Max Damage following up with The Vegas Impaler as Max Damage connects Hassim.  Hassim falls lifelessly onto the mat.  Max Damage, barely able to stand, repositions the ladder underneath the contract, as Max Damage goes up for the title.  Max Damage grabs a hold of the contract.  Hassim gets back to his feet and drop kicks the ladder, as Max Damage falls off, but he falls with the contract in hand, as Damage crashes in the center of the ring, caving the ring in.  The crowd is in shock.

Winner:  Max Damage

Wolfman Jack:  My god Max has won this but at what cost?  

Lilith:  It doesn’t matter the cost, he has won, he will be fighting for the world championship now, and NOT Hassim.

Just then, Unforgiven by Metallica begins to play, as Hassim, barely able to stand turns around and looks at the entrance way, as Reaper makes his way out on stage.  Reaper looks at Hassim, and points at him.  Then smiles, as Reaper turns around and heads towards the backstage area.

Wolfman Jack:  It’s Reaper!  What does he want?

Lilith:  Whatever it is it’s gonna be goooood.  Bad for Hassim, but good for us fans!  I always love to watch that man fight.

Wolfman Jack:  And a fight it will be.  This is Wolfman Jack and Lilith, see you all next week everyone.

ACW 100% Carnage goes off the air.