John McHenry: No that wasn’t what was supposed to happen. Why would I lie? Bruce, Bruce, I told you the finish that was told to me it didn’t happen. Like I told you last week me and Allen. Bankrupt I go for the pin and I win that was supposed to happen that’s what should have happened. No, I don’t think I’m going to follow their plan anymore.
John looks down out at the crowd as the blown up version of him hangs up his cellphone. John takes a minute gathering his thoughts.
John McHenry: Now you guys shouldn’t know that information, that’s deemed “classifiedâ€.
John makes the air quotes smiling at the crowd.
John McHenry: That’s right that’s sensitive you guys aren’t supposed to know that I know or Allen knows or that anyone of the other guys in the back know whats going to happen. But you do don’t you.
The crowd erupts in cheers.
John McHenry: Don’t do that I’m the bad guy I’m the guy that comes out here and calls you assholes morons etcetra etcetra etcetra.
The crowd erupts yet again. Eating up McHenry’s words.
John McHenry: Your all morons.
The crowd divides not sure if something awesome is to follow of if McHenry is just being a dick.
John McHenry: No. Think about it. I make seven hundred fifteen thousand dollars that’s six figures. And when you boil it down that’s because I come out here and dance. That money comes because people McDonalds, Pepsi and Swiffer are betting that me or the boys in the back can convince you to buy their shit. And you will. You know what’s priceless I’m not telling you anything you don’t already know. Thanks Sean know you won’t be using that anytime soon.
John starts to pace around in the ring.
John McHenry: Now this week I’m set to face some jabroni, that means loser, from the back. I’m sure I’m set to lose yet again. That way I can make an Impact.
John turns towards the screen once again.
Right as the referee comes down for three, John McHenry comes in from the crowd and breaks the pin!
Martin Mays: Where the hell did John McHenry come from?
McHenry picks up Syn and connects with Bankrupt in the middle of the ring! McHenry places Flair's arm over Syn and the referee makes the count...
One...
Two...
Martin Mays: No! Not this way!
John McHenry: Not like this, not like this.
McHenry laughs as footage continues to roll
Three!!!
The referee calls for the bell to be rung, and McHenry assists Christopher Flair to his feet.
Ashley Sparxxx: Here is your winner and the first ever ACW World Heavyweight Champion, Christopher Flair!
The referee hands Flair the ACW World Title and raises Flair's hand. McHenry runs off the referee. John McHenry celebrates with Christopher Flair in the ring.
Martin Mays: An excellent match shouldn't have ended this way, dammit!
Kareem Ali: Christopher Flair will do whatever it takes to win. He is going to make for a damn good World Champion!
Flair's music hits and he shakes McHenry's hand, before walking out with the Championship draped over his shoulder. ACW staff come out to ringside to assist the other three men to the back. John McHenry stays in the ring as his match is up next and is the main event.
John turns back towards the crowd.
John McHenry: What do you guys think? I made that happen. Chritopher Flair and I made that happen. That’s an impact. Then I went onto the main event shame. What! What! You say the championship wasn’t the main event. Why wouldn’t the championship be the Main Event? Because I’m more important. I can come out here I can tell you whatever I want share those sensitive let you know the “finish†that was supposed to happen. Why? Because I’m the fucking show, sorry Rob it actually applies this time. John aren’t you worried about a law suit? No I’m not because when I talk about my money. My penthouse, sorry don’t actually live in a housing development could you imagine.
John drops the mic and climbs down out of the ring. His music hits as he walks up the ramp at the top he yells for a microphone.
John McHenry: That’s right play the music as I leave that way they think that this was a work that you planned it. Let me tell all of you something I can’t vouch for anyone else in the back but my matches they just got real. Oh and by the way I’m facing… Who am I facing. Here hold this kid.
John hands the microphone to some kid in the audience as he head to the back. John screams something inaudible at the sound technician as the cameraman follows him to the back. He grabs a sheet of paper beside Phoenix’s office and heads back out to the ramp. John starts smiling as he reads the sheet grabbing the microphone from the kid.
John McHenry: Oh you’ll love this. This is good. I’m facing Mercy and Indiana in a tag match. My tag team partner. Wow your gonna pop for this assclown. My partner is Corey Allen.
McHenry tosses the clipboard and microphone in the air as he walks to the back the crowd roaring.