Tex: I am curious what this is all about?

Duff: They have joined the dark side and brought Goth the tag titles!!

Tex: Sure they did Duff, Despayre hates his guts!!

Goth gets in the ring and has a big grin on his face as he puts the microphone to his lips

Goth: I have an announcement to be made, due to the fact that our tag team champions resigned and handed in their contracts. Causes the match for the tag team titles to be the match where NEW tag team champions will be crowned!! I guess the world needs to move on without their favorite Sinful Obsessions

The crowd boos Goth as they are also chanting asshole as the owner grins and laughs at it

Goth: There's nothing you can do about it little boys and girls but LIKE IT!!

Goth laughs as his music hits and he walks to the back

pening segment CM Brooks vs. Max Maxim

The crowd is buzzing from the high level of excitement here in the Amway Center as we just experienced a hell of a great opening. Tempers are flaring…Feuds are heating up…Title Belts are on the line tonight…and the crowd is so excited that you can feel it thick in the air. The attention of the crowd is turned toward the entrance ramp as they hear SOUTH TEXAS DEATHRIDE by The Union Underground hit the speakers, the arena goes dark, while red lights pulse through the arena and the entrance area is dimly lit. We see Max Maxim step out from the backstage area and as he walks under the TRON pyros erupt into a cascade of sparks around him. The crowd in Florida is giving him a favorable reaction as he is also from the South. Maxim arrives at the ring, he climbs the ring steps, and he steps through the ropes into the ring. He plays the crowd for a short time and then he backs into a corner to await his announcement and the arrival of his opponent.

STORMY CANYON: Here is our first competitor in our opening match. He is from Corpus Christi, Texas, he stands 7 feet 2 inches, and he weighs in at 385 pounds, please give a big Southern welcome for MAX MAXIM!!!

TEX: Woo hoo! We have a good ol' Southern boy here in the good ol' Southern State of Florida, going up against some city slicker from Chicago, Illinois. I can see this is gonna be a beat down to end all beat downs!

DUFF: We haven't even started the first match and already you have me wanting to beat you down Tex!

The crowd again goes into a positive reaction for the announcement of Max Maxim. Their cheering is cut short when they hear SEEK AND DESTROY by Metallica hit the speakers in the arena and the lights in the arena go out at the same time. We see spotlights search around the arena as there may be several locations from which CM Brooks might make his appearance. Finally he appears from the backstage area and he confidently walks out and under the TRON to the landing at the top of the entrance ramp. He raises his arms in the air to play the crowd and the Southern folk give Brooks, who is from Chicago, Illinois, a mostly negative reaction. He waves off their negative reaction and heads off down the ramp toward the ring. When he arrives at the ring he jumps up on the ring apron, then he walks along the ring apron for a moment, and then he ducks through the ropes. He backs into a corner opposite of where Max Maxim is located to await the start of the match.

STORMY CANYON: Here is our next competitor in this opening match. He is from Chicago, Illinois, he is 6 feet 1 inch, and he weighs 222 pounds, please give a hearty Southern welcome to CM BROOKS!!!

TEX: Gee, Duff, CM Brooks is giving up 13 inches in height and 163 pounds to Max Maxim. That looks to me like a mouse trying to fight off a Grizzly Bear.

DUFF: We have been over this a hundred times. Height and weight are not the only factors in a match. Never underestimate what a wrestler from Chicago is capable of doing in a wrestling match.

The crowd again goes into a major negative reaction at the announcement of CM Brooks. The crowd quiets down as Referee Richard Head walks to the middle of the ring and he calls Maxim and Brooks to him. The major size difference is overly apparent as the two wrestlers stand on the sides of Richard Head as he gives them the information on the match. Referee Head informs them this is a Standard Rules Match with a 15 minute time limit. No cheating...no weapons...just wrestling. He further informs Max and CM that a win is by pinfall, submission, count out, or Disqualification. Satisfied that both wrestlers understand the match, Head directs them back to a corner to await the Timekeeper's bell to start the match.

TEX: Did you see how puny and pathetic CM Brooks looked standing across from the huge Max Maxim? Damn!

DUFF: There you go with the size and weight thing again. I guess you never watched Rey Mysterio wrestle and take out wrestlers where other bigger wrestlers were unable to do so. So don't give me the line that smaller wrestlers cannot compete against bigger wrestlers. After all CM Brooks is not a small man he is 6 feet 1 inch tall and 222 pounds.

TEX: Yeah and Max is 7 feet 2 inches and 385 pounds. Duh!

The Timekeeper rings the bell and the two wrestlers come quickly out of their corners and meet in the middle of the ring. They lock up but Max quickly shoves CM away and Brooks flies backward into the ropes. CM shakes off the shove and comes at Max Maxim again. Max stops Brooks with a grab to the throat and this time Maxim lifts Brooks off the mat and tosses him like a rag doll into a corner where CM hits hard into the turnbuckles. Maxim rushes into the corner to slam Brooks, but CM dives out of the corner at the last moment and this caused Max to his the corner hard. As Maxim is stepping backward out of the corner, CM Brooks slides up behind him and pulls the big man down and attempts to keep him on his back long enough for a pinfall victory. Referee Richard Head drops into position for the pin and, ONE...TWO... but Max Maxim easily shoves CM Brooks off of him.

TEX: The Referee was out of position to see that CM Brooks was holding on to the wrestling tights of Max Maxim! That should be a Disqualification!

DUFF: Give me that cup you are drinking from. Obviously someone put hallucinogenic drugs in your drink because you are hallucinating! CM Brooks didn't have a grasp on the wrestling trunks of Max Maxim!

Brooks is upset as he stands up and faces Referee Richard Head. We watch as Brooks slams his hand quickly three times on the palm of his other hand to indicate that Head should have counted faster. Referee Head informs him that his count is fine and to stop complaining about his officiating of the match. As CM Brooks turns to face Max Maxim, he is one again grabbed by the throat and tossed against the ropes. As he rebounds off the ropes Maxim hits Brooks with a clothesline which drops him to the mat. Max reaches down to drag Brooks to his feet. On the way up CM is desperate and he lands a few punches to the midsection of Max while Referee Head administers a warning for the punches. Brooks sees that his punches are having some effect so he breaks just long enough to have Richard Head stop his count and start over and then he continues to punch Maxim until Max releases his hold on him. Seeing an advantage CM Brooks rebounds off the ropes and hits a drop kick on Max which drops the big man to the mat. Brooks waits for Max to start go get up and then he manages to grab Maxim and drop his face into his knee thereby stunning Max for a moment.

TEX: Wow! Referee Head sure isn't calling any Disqualification for all the illegal blows delivered by Brooks.

DUFF: Richard Head wants the match to progress. As long as the wrestler breaks before a five count all is within the rules.

CM Brooks stands up and he looks down at the big man lying on the mat. Brooks spins Maxim over on his back and a big smile comes on his face and he believes he has this match won. We watch as Brooks runs into the corner, leaps up on the ropes, and launches himself high into the air with a Moonsault to put the finishing touch on Max Maxim. Apparently Max was pretending to be out as he quickly rolls out of the way. As Brooks is spinning in the air he realizes there is no Maxim to land on and he makes an attempt to stop the Moonsault maneuver but that is a near impossible task for any wrestler. In the process of trying to stop the Moonsault the crowd is shocked when they see CM Brooks come down head first instead of landing in a normal Moonsault landing. Brooks goes limp and then he is twitching so Referee Head jumps in and calls for the bell and calls the match on a technical as it is obvious that Brooks hurt himself on the landing. He directs Max Maxim to go to a corner on the other side of the ring as Head calls for the Paramedics to come to the ring.

TEX: This doesn't look good for CM Brooks. I never want to see any wrestler land improperly and get hurt. I hope this is a temporary thing and not something which might end his career.

DUFF: Yeah, me too, we will have to wait and see how the Paramedics react.

STORMY CANYON: Referee Richard Head has stopped this match, due to an injury to CM Brooks, and he has awarded the match to Max Maxim on a technical decision. Therefore your winner of this match, by technical knockout in a way, he is MAX "THE MILLION DOLLAR TITAN" MAXIMMMMM!!!!!

The crowd at the Amway Center gives a short and favorable reaction to the decision in favor of Maxim, but their concern over the well-being of CM Brooks causes them to quiet down quickly. The Paramedics are inside the ring with a stretcher. They have placed a neck brace on Brooks and they are placing him on the stretcher. Brooks is conscious but not able to move much due to the landing. Max Maxim walks over and talks with CM Brooks and we can see there are no ill feelings between the two as something like this is just one of the possible hazards in the wrestling world. Maxim leaves the ring and heads up the ramp and returns to his dressing room. The Paramedics carry CM Brooks up the ramp on the stretcher and take him to the medical clinic for evaluation.

TEX: I sure hope all is okay with CM Brooks. When they give us the official word on his condition we will relate that to the fans here and the viewers on television.

DUFF: Kids this is why we tell you not to try these wrestling maneuvers and holds at home. You just saw that even a trained professional wrestler can miss a move or maneuver and be injured in the process.

Winner: Max Maxim

John Gold is backstage with Bruce Dixon.

Dixon- Tonight you go into the biggest match of your career. Tonight you face three established superstars of the Asylum and the odds are seemingly stacked against you. How do you think tonight’s match will unfold?

Gold- I’m going into this match with my eyes wide open and my mind set on nothing less than victory. The Golden Gun John Gold will reign supreme and rid this company of the disease which has been unfolding in recent weeks. Tonight I put my stamp on the company like nobody has ever done before. Tonight I will shock the three opponents who stand before me. I intend on taking each of them apart one by one. The Asylum fans are about to witness real wrestling. I will repay Goth for keeping faith with me and giving me this opportunity by cleaning this company up and beginning a new regime. If you’ll excuse me Bruce I need to finish my preparations.

Dixon- Thank you John. Let’s get back to ringside

Jason John Cash vs. Owen Idol

Owen Idol vs. Jason John Cash

Duff: If anything can liven up this evening, it's a goid, old fashioned brawl and that's just what we have coming up next!

Tex: You've got that right! We're setting up Jason John Cash against Owen Idol in a hardcore match. Originally it was Sean Randall scheduled to be against Cash but...

Duff: But he obviously wussed out and Idol stepped in, which is even better! Two men who don't give a lick about the fans or their cheers, and no rules to stop either one! Let's go! Get it started!

The camera returns to ringside.

Stormy: The following contest is a hardcore match, one fall to a finish! Introducing first, from Boston, Massachusettes, weighing 240 pounds ... Owen Idol!

Metallica's "Human" plays across the PA sustem and Owen Idol steps out onto the stage in his street clothes, ready for hard hitting action and the fans greet him with disdain. Owen bats the few hands stretched out to him away as he walks to the ring. He rolls inside under the bottom rope and marches across the ring to his corner. He sneers at the jeering fans and turns his back to them to await his opponent.

Stormy: His opponent is from Braxton, Missoouri, weighing 255 pounds ... Jason John Cash!

"My Kind of Party" by Jason Aldean hits on the PA system. Jason Cash walks out of the curtain with a huge smirk across his face. He looks around to the crowd before taking a large drink of his beer. He then makes his way down to the ring. Once inside, he reaches into his boot and takes out his can of cherry skoal. He gets himself a dip and he is ready to fight.

Jason John Cash vs. Owen Idol - Hardcore Match

As the bell sounds both men waste not time and rush in at each other as right and lefts are fired by both men all over the place.

Duff: And it's starting just the way I hoped it would!

Idol and Cash continue to brawl until the scuffle ends up sending both men flying out of the ring through the middle rope and crashing down outside the ring! Both men get up to their feet as they begin to exchange punches once again, falling first against the ringside and then against the security barrier. JJC gains the upper hand with a rake of the eyes and Irish whips Idol into the steel steps but Idol at the last second jumps up and over the steps and stops using the protective barrier. Jason John Cash follows up by running and using one foot boosting himself off of the steps and looks like he is headed right into Idol but Idol at the last second moves as JJC goes crashing into the security barrier! Idol grabs JJC and lifts him up to his feet as if for a scoop slam but instead drops him sternum first across the barrier. JJC clutches at his ribs and Idol dumps him the rest of the way over and into the crowd and Idol begins looking around.

Tex: I wonder what Owen Idol is looking for!

Duff: I don’t know but whatever it is it cant be good.

Idol reaches down and lifts up a trash can and tosses it over towards Jason John Cash. Idol jumps the barrier and approaches Cash who is getting to his feet. Idol grabs the lid off of the can and slams it right over the head of Jason John Cash. He hits him one more time as the lid is now almost completely bent! Idol tosses it over and grabs JJC, lifting him up into something like a vertical suplex position. He suspends Jason John Cash in the air as he collapses backward and Cash's back strikes the unforgiving barrier and he arches his back in intense pain as he slumps back to the ringside floor!

Tex: Idol could have broken Cash's back with a move like that!

Duff: I doubt Idol cares so long as it nets him the win.

Idol looks down at JJC with approval of what hes done as the crowd begins to poor on huge boos. Owen Idol stands back and soaks up the boo’s before he climbs back over the barrier and to the floor near Cash. Owen reaches underneath the ring and pulls out a wooden 2 x 4. Idol lines up JJC as JJC begins to get to his feet. Idol pulls the 2x4 back before taking a large swing but Jason John Cash ducks out of the way! The board hits the ring post and shatters into two!

Tex: WHOA! Now that was a lucky miss!

Idol tosses the end of the board off to the side and turns around and JJC goes for a clothesline but Idol ducks and drops Jason John Cash down to the floor with a spinebuster!

Tex: Jason John Cash having trouble getting any momentum going here!

Idol then once again begins to taunt the crowd. While Idol is taunting the fans, Jason John Cash recollects himself and grabs the lid of the can and straights it out. He gets ready with the lid like he is going to throw it as Idol turns around JJC lets it fly just like a frisbee as the lid hits Idol right in the throat! Idol grabs his throat and drops down onto the floor, coughing. Jason John Cash then grabs the full trash can and slams it down into Owen Idol! Idol rolls over holding his stomach as he tries to use the side of the ring to get to his feet. Just as Idol is able to get to his feet Jason John Cash drops him down again with a trash can shot right to the head! Idol again goes down hard. JJC then lifts up Owen Idol and sets up for a DDT, and connects and Idol’ head slams down on the trash can as now the trash can has a huge indent in it! Jason John Cash goes for the pin!

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2…..Idol is able to get the shoulder up!

Tex: Close fall as Jason John Cash is back into this match!

Jason John Cash takes a moment to let out frustration as Idol begins to crawl away from him. Cash lifts Idol up again and grabs him just before throwing him over the barrier and into the crowd! Jason Cash then climbs over the wall and begins to slam Idol’s head repeatedly into the guardrail! The crowd counts along with each headslam.

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Jason John Cash then grabs Idol and clotheslines him, sending him backwards over the barrier and he crashes in a heap on his chest and stomach! Idol slowly stands up but instead of going up the ramp, he staggers sideways down to the side of the ramp, and into the area on the side. Jason John Cash is quick to follow and Owen turns around quickly and doubles Cash over with a kick to the nads!

Duff: Ha ha! He totally suckered Cash with that one!

Both men begin duking it out once again among the many items there such as tables and other electrical equipment. Jason John Cash delivers a right that sends Idol crashing over, but not through a table. Both men are now on either side of the table as Idol surprises JJC by grabbing his head and slamming it againt the table. Jason John Cash returns the favor by slamming his head down twice! Idol bounces off the table as JJC goes for it again but Idol pokes JJC in the eyes and slams his head harder against the table! JJC backs down away from the table and leans over. Idol then gets over the table and slams a hunched over JJC head-first right into the high footwall that leads up to the top of the ramp where the wrestlers come out. JJC grabs his head as he falls down onto one knee. Idol approaches from behind him and locks his wrist around Jason John Cash and backs up near the electrical equipment!

Tex: Oh no he’s not going to is he……

Idol lifts him up for a suplex as Jason John Cash kicks in the air trying to push forward. Idol drops Cash but keeps his arms around him and tries to do it again. Cash tries to elbow and jab Idol, trying to break free. he succeeds with a punch to the jaw and then goes for a wild swing but owen ducks and sends Jason John Cash slamming down on electrical equipment with a German Suplex! Sparks fly in the air as JJC holds his back before rolling off of the crushed equipment. Lights on the set up above flicker on and off as sparks continue from the crushed equipment! The camera focus’s in on the fallen Jason John Cash for many moments while a replay of the drop through the electrical equipment is shown on the screen and televisions everywhere.

Tex: That's why these hardcore matches are so dangerous! Anything can happen during them!

Duff: That's why they're so great!

The referee is checking on Cash who is sitting up, holding his back with his face contorted, only to find out that Owen Idol is nowhere to be seen.

Tex: Now where di Idol go off to??

The camera looks around the area down below but Owen Idol still cannot be found. Jason John Cash is sitting up but still holding his back. The camera looks around one more time before looking up on top of the entrance area. Looking 20 feet below, Owen Idol waits up top and looks like he is preparing himself. As Jason John Cash slowly gets up to one knee facing away from Idol. Jason John Cash continues to pull himself up but is unaware of Idol!

Tex: I hope he doesn’t do what I think he is going to do…

Jason John Cash is now standing up onto his feet but still looking away as he grabs his head and shakes it trying to get himself together. Just as Jason John Cash turns around, Idol leaps off of his perch and down at Cash, but Cash sees him coming and buries a fist right into Owen's gut, sending him tumbling to the floor the hard way!

Duff: And that was after a twenty foot jump too!

Cash is a ball of fire and he grabs a handful of Idol's hair and runs him right into the wall, then throws him to the oor where he lays in the boots! Owen rolls over and he falls through the set of curtains that leads into the backstage area.

Duff: Good things always happen when these fights hit this area!

Cash grabs a lighting fixture and swings it down across Idol's back, sending the man in a pained howl as he falls forward! Cash throws the pole down and is immediatey on Owen, laying in the fists from behind into his face! Cash grabs him by the arm and pulls him roughly to his feet, then picots and whips him into a tow of chairs stacked against the wall and the impact sends them scattering! Owen is on his hands and knees, one hand on his ribs, the other slowly grasping the legs of one of the folding chairs. Not seeing this, JJC storms right up and grabs Owen again by the hair, but Idol swings the chair back and up, cracking it right into Cash's face! Cash staggers back, and Owen quickly grabs him and sets him up with a double underhook piledriver turned pedigree, Seven days to the wolves blasts over the speakers, the fans begin to boo as the Man in Black comes out . He is grinning from ear to ear. The chants of Fang sucks begin and he just shakes his head as he grabs a mic from a stage hand. He stands under the Titantron while he just looks on.

Fang: Like I care. You know I’ve noticed many faces come and go over the last three years here in the AWA. People like Stacy Kissinger, Chase Tomlin, Metamania.

Of course the crowd pops for the midget of mayhem. Fang just gives then an incredulous look.

Fang: There has been one constant. Through all the AWA Upheavals, through all the times of crisis. Through all the Rebellions, and through all those who would want to state the truth. There has been one constant. I have been that constant.

Tex: He’s lost it. Fang: It was not my brother’s face you saw when the AWA first went on the air. No, Goth was not the first image you saw when you first looked upon this amazing creation. It was mine. As I opened a new era in sports entertainment. People have forgotten that I am as much a part of the AWA as the AWA is a part of me. Without ME, the AWA would not be where it is today. Without ME the AWA would be the same pathetic piece of shit as all the rest of the feds out there.

The fans boo louder at the audacity of The Wolf God. He smiles as drinks and trash are tossed at the stage.

Duff: Well he was the first GM of the AWA.

Tex: Along with Jaymz

Duff: And how long did Jaymz stick around? Yeah, thought so. Fang’s been here in one form or another the whole time. Running the show, behind the scenes, or in the ring, the man in black bleeds AWA.

Fang: Now I’m not going to come out here and say I’m due anything. No, just the opposite, I know exactly what I’ve gotten and what I’ve deserved. Believe me, I’ve done it all. The reason I’ve come out here is because my brother has gone soft. He hides in his back office all day while his child lay abandoned. I have come to be the good uncle and take this bastard child under my wing. I have come to save the AWA from all of YOU.. And any who would turn this place into a mediocre world of sports entertainment.

Fang holds the mic in his hands and listens.

Fang: My, my, you all can hold a grudge a long time. I know each and every one of you is still mad at me for turning my back on you two years ago. I know that each and every one of you is smoldering inside because the man you picked as your messiah decided you weren’t worth saving. No, each and every one of you IS the problem. You are the people who are the cancer. You and your internet websites trying to tear the wrestling world apart. Trying to figure out what will happen next. Your wild rumors and baseless speculations. Some of you keep thinking that one man will return. A man you have put your faith in. A monster you still to this day cower in front of.

Ronin will not be returning to you. Metamania is long gone. Rex Butler has disappeared into the nothingness. James Weck was never even here. Sin has departed, Crazy J sold his stock and Lionheart showed that he was all hot air. I AM THE ONLY MAN, who cared enough to stay here and fight for what this place was supposed to be. I AM THE TRUE ICON of the AWA, and I AM THE TRUE IMMORTAL of Professional Wrestling. There will be no white knight coming on a firey steed to save the AWA. There will be no Rebellion against what I plan on doing. The only thing any of you can do is sit there, watch the show, and enjoy the ride.

Fang sneers at the crowd and then makes his way back to the backstage area as his music plays over the loud speakers again.

and drops him right onto the fallen chairs!

Duff: The Class Act! He nailed it!

Owen rolls Cash over onto his back and covers him!

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Stormy: Here is your winner of the Hardcore match...Owen Idol!

Winner: Owen Idol

Winner: Owen Idol

Goth can be seen talking to someone on the phone as he is laughing

Goth: Yeah that’s right, family matters comes first. I…,

Goth sees the camera and shuts it down hard with a bang

James Crow vs. Hank Henry III

Stormy: Ladies and Gentleman the following is a STEEEEEEEEEEL CAAAAAAAGEE MAAATH!!! Introducing first from Des Moines, Iowa. JAAAAAMMMMESS CROOOOOOOWWWWW!!!!

Lights go out as Hopeless begins to play over the PA system. White strobe lights erupt as the Music picks up. Between the flashes Crow Appears at the entrance of the ramp Roaring with a sort of bestial vigor. He begins to walk slowly down the ramp to the Ring, but before he gets all the way he notices a pretty girl calling to him. Stopping he flirts a bit before regaining his focus on the task at hand. He Burst into a sprint and lunges under the ropes sliding into the ring.

Stormy: Introducing next from Ellis, New York. He is….HAAAAAANNKKK HENNNNRYYYY!!!!

Soul Coughing Blares over the PA system as Hank comes out from under the tron followed by Chaplin. They make there way down to the ring talking as they walk and Chaplin makes his way over near the announcers table. Hank Climbs into the ring and has a stare down with Crow as Stormy gets out of the ring. The cage starts to lower around the two men in the ring and they both begin to smile at one another. The cage touches with the ground and the two men pounce at each other trying to get the upper hand. They are wasting no time at all. Both men are locked collar and elbow in the middle of the ring. Hank starts to push James back into the corner but James starts to power back.

Tex: This has been building up all week Duff! Aren’t you excited?!

Duff: Wake me up when something interesting happens Tex.

They both break the tie up in the middle of the ring and look at each other again. They nod and start to exchange left and right hands with each other. Crow goes for a hard swing and Hank ducks under while grabbing on to crows arm. He throws James with a hard Irish whip into the rope and ducks on his returns. He then pushes James from behind with all the force he can muster. James goes face first into the cage and bounces off the ropes back into the middle of the ring. Crow is on the ground and blood is coming out of his forehead. Hank takes the opportunity and starts to stomp on the fallen challenger and doesn’t let up. Hank picks him back up and throws him back into the ropes. James does a baseball slide on his way back sliding through Hank’s legs. With a quick trip up Hank is on the ground and James is back to his feet. He wipes some of the blood out of his eyes and starts to laugh as he stomps on Hank in return.

Tex: Happy now?

Duff: I’m wide awake Tex. Did you see Crow hit that cage? Priceless.

James climbs up to the top rope and leaps off at Hank who is still on the ground. Taking Flight connects as Hank arches his back from the hit. Crow rolls back up to his feet and looks at the door. He shakes his head and looks out to the crowd who start going nuts again. He helps Hank to his feet and hard whips him into the side of the cage as well but helps him taste the other side too with another hard whip. More blood spills into the ring now from a gash in the head of Hank Henry. Hank starts to get to his feet and Crow stalks over towards him like a crazed animal. Hank looks a little dizzy and Crow smiles and grabs him for another hard whip to the other side of the cage. But somehow Hank reverses the move and hits crow with the Communist Clothesline. The crowd goes nuts with the move out of nowhere and Crow is dazed as both men are now lying on the mat bloody to all hell.

Duff: Wow…Parents may want to send there kids to bed after that Tex.

Tex: I don’t think either of them can move after that Duff.

Crow starts crawling towards the door and Hank is dragging himself after him as fast as he can. The cage door gets opened by the outside ref as James hangs off the side of the apron and Hank gets his hand on his ankle and makes his way to his feet. He starts to drag him back in but Crow doesn’t seem to be struggling. Before Hank realizes what crow just did it’s to late. James thrusts his bat into the midsection of Hank who steps away stunned. James hops to his feet and takes the bat across the midsection of Henry again. Hank hits the ground with more blood from the barbed wire. Crow holds the bat in the air and the crowd goes insane.

Tex: Oh come on! That’s not right!

Duff: No DQ Tex, you do what you gotta do in that hell made of steel.

James jams the bat into the corner leaning it with the cage and the turnbuckle. He grins as blood is still dripping down his face and gets Hank to his feet. James runs his thump across his throat and goes to throw Hank into the corner face first. Hank trips himself and gives James a shove instead and Crow cracks his head into the bat and hits the ground clutching his face. Hank starts to crawl for the door bleeding across the mat. James doesn’t seem to notice as he is holding his face. Hank gets to his knees and starts to go through the middle rope and through the door and gets his head out as the outside ref opens it for him. The crowd pops as someone is sprinting down the ramp way. Just as Hank is gonna go for the final dive out the door Max Maxim delivers a big boot to the cage door, cracking Hank with the impact. Hank comes back through the center ropes Stumbling as his eyes seem to be rolled back in his head. James is now back to his feet and waiting with the bat. As Hank turns around, Crow takes the bat to the head of the former universal champ. More blood spills into the ring as James goes for the cover. One…two… Three! The bell rings James pats Hank on the shoulder and stands in the middle of the ring in triumph.

Stormy: And your winner, JAAAAAAAAMMMMEEEESSS CROOOOOOOOOWWWWW!!! Tex: I can’t believe that just happened.

Duff: That was one hell of a ride Tex.

James holds his hand up as the cage lifts off the floor and starts going to the ceiling again. James now starts to limp a little and leans on the ropes. Hank is helped out of the ring and helped to the back by medical personnel

Winner: James Crow

Max Maxim steps into the ring where James is still leaning on the ropes. He’s wearing a “World Breaker” T-shirt and a pair of wrestling pants. James Is holding on to the bat not sure what to think. Max goes to take a step and James gets ready for it. All of a sudden, Not Falling by Mudvayne hits the PA system. Morbius sprints down to the ring and slides in next to James. Morbius has mic in hand and looks at Max Maxim.

Morbius: Whoa, Whoa, Whoa big fella. What going on? Did he do something to offend you? Does he smell bad or something? What is it?

Max starts laughing and stares both of them down again. He takes the mic from Morbius and looks at both of them.

Max: I want a challenge.

Morbius smiles and looks out to the crowd and to James. James is laughing now as well. Morbius grabs the mic back and looks up to Maxim.

Morbius: You want a challenge huh? Well I’ll tell you this Max. Everyone and there grandmother wants a piece of Execution. We are the power that is in the AWA now. Not Axiom, not the Sins. Execution. Everyone is going to be coming after us. After tonight we are going to be down to two members and that’s just fine with me. We don’t need numbers to win this war. But If you want to tag along for the ride be my guest. Or you can try to take us down like everyone else. The choice is yours.

Max grabs Morbius by the throat and growls and looks out to the crowd. Everyone is on the edge of there seats. Morbius shakes his head to James who seems to be readying the bat. Morbius hold the mic back up to his lips even thought he hand is around his throat.

Morbius: What’s your answer?

Max seems to be thinking and then lets Morbius go as he grabs the front of his own shirt. He rips it off like a piece of paper and reveals an Execution tank top underneath. The crowd goes wild when they see it and Morbius shakes the titans hand.

Tex: Oh my god, the Titan of the Ring has joined up with Execution Duff!

Duff: There goes the neighborhood Tex.

Morbius, James and Max all move to the middle of the ring and stand in a row and Morbius raises the mic to his mouth again.

Morbius: That’s right Folks. Max Maxim, The Million Dollar Titan, The World Breaker and now the Unchained Executioner is part of us. People thought that we were gonna be down losing KGB and Shane but I tell you now that we are stronger then ever. Nothing is going to stand in our way and this war is far from over. Let the Executions begin!

Been to Hell by Hollywood Undead blares over the PA system signaling the re-foundation of Execution as the all hold there hands up in the air and the show cuts to commercial.

The camera comes back from commercial backstage, where Shane West is seen prepping for his match, stretching his injured knee, with a knee brace on it.

Shane: Well- it seems I've been cleared to wrestle this evening...which just means one thing for my opponents. Bad News. You see, all this week, I've been angry. I'm angry about my knee. I'm angry about my exile from Execution. I'm angry about a lot of things. This week, I get to take all that anger out in the center of that ring. Or maybe... I'll just find my center. Who knows.

Shane: I will tell you one thing. With this being the last time I'll ever be able to say these words... ladies and gentlemen- I hope you have the DVR's ready and set to record. To my opponents tonight... You're Execution... will be televised. Get the title belts ready to come with me and Morbius tonight guys... because tonight... you will be EXECUTED.

Shane glares into the camera, and goes back to stretching his knee, as the camera fades back out.

KGB© vs. Th1rt3en© vs. Fang vs. John Gold

The bell rings at ringside as Stormy Canyon is shown at ringside. She stalls for time a bit as one of the AWA cameras gets a great shot of her. She then moves along with business…

Stormy: The following fatal four-way match is scheduled for one fall and is for the AWA Internationallll Championshiiiiip!!!

The crowd gets quite excited as the first of the participants comes out from the backstage area.

The arena goes dark, fog hits the entrance as red light fills the fog. Seven Days of the Wolves by Nightwish cues up and the fans begin to boo. On the titantron a big quill pen and a piece of black paper appear. The pen looks as if it's writing something and then the paper turns and in large cursive red letters is the name Fang. Then under that the phrase "Sign your name on the line and your soul is mine". Fang walks out of the fog wearing a suit and tie and carrying with him a rolled up piece of black paper in one hand. He makes his way to the ring as the lights come back up and he looks around at the crowd. He holds up the paper and mouths "YOU ALL WANT SOMETHING" and then he rubs his fingers together "IT'S GOING TO COST YOU". He waits for his opponents looking out at the crowd and taunting them. While he waits he also takes off his suit jacket and hands it to a ring attendant. He loosens his collar and rolls up the sleeves on his dress shirt, now ready for action.

Tex: Well ladies and gentlemen, right there is a man that knows how to get it done. I’m not saying to be a fan of his work as I haven’t been either for most of his wrestling career, but Fang knows what it’s like to be a champion.

Duff: Goth taught him everything he knows. That could come handy here tonight.

Stormy has sat down at ringside and placed the microphone on the timekeeper’s table, no longer announcing as Fang’s music fades out. It’s replaced within the matter of seconds with “Hellion” by Judas Priest beginning to play as smoke engulfs the top of the entrance ramp. Purple lights from inside the smoke give off an eerie glow and as Th1rt3en begins to rise from under the ramp, white strobes flicker giving off the illusion of lightning. The music goes into “Electric Eye” by Judas Priset as Th1rt3en walks through the smoke, beats his chest and runs down to the ring, notably wearing the AWA Television Championship around his waist. Once inside he shakes the ring ropes then stands on the second rope beating his chest again as he first looks in Fang’s direction, then waits for his other two opponents. As he does, the referee assigned to this match, Simon Jones, comes over to Th1rt3en and tells him to hand over the Television Championship. Th1rt3en is reluctant at first, but finally gives in, tossing the belt at the referee before heading to a neutral corner of the ring.

Tex: Th1rt3en showing his displeasure, even though he knew that Goth was going to have the AWA Television Championship retired here tonight. But he does have a chance to now win an upper tier belt here in the AWA. He’s been nothing but impressive since his debut.

Duff: I’ll toast to that.

Th1rt3en’s music cuts and Th1rt3en actually grins a bit as Deep Purple, Perfect Strangers hits on the speaker system. No darkness, no Pyros, no over the top camera effects. As the beat of Deep Purple, Perfect Strangers kicks in John Gold appears from the back grasping a white sports towel. His eyes are completely fixed on the ring as he makes his way past the adoring AWA hardcore fans. Fans try to get a touch of one of the brightest young talents the business has to offer today but he is unfazed. When he reaches the ring he slides under the bottom rope, heads to the furthest away corner and raises his arm before tossing his white sports towel into the front row of seats. He climbs down from the turnbuckle and turns, always looking intense and ready for the gauntlet that stands before him, moreso glaring at Th1rt3en than at Fang.

Duff: Well documented past already between Th1rt3en and Gold. Should be interesting with both of these guys in this…

Tex: I have no doubts about that Duff. We have one more entrant in this and that would be the current International Champion…

KGB appears at the stage entrance with the AWA International Championship wrapped around his waist. The Russian National Anthem begins to play, so KGB stands on the stage and allows it to play out as the other three men in the ring just shake their heads. Th1rt3en no longer wants to wait and suddenly fires himself across the ring, right towards an unsuspecting John Gold. He squashes Gold in the corner as the referee calls for the bell to get the match underway, being that action has already started anyway.

Tex: And our Television Champion, now former and last, didn’t want to wait to let his frustrations out here! KGB hasn’t even come down to the ring yet!

Duff: Hey, if Th1rt3en can get an early pin, Th1rt3en won’t give a rat’s-

Tex: Don’t you say it!

Duff: Fine…

As Th1rt3en begins to focus entirely on Gold, KGB finally makes his way down the ramp as the last note of The Russian National Anthem ends. He slides into the ring after removing the AWA International Championship and dropping it on the ringside floor mats. Fang intercepts him.

Duff: Poor Simon’s going to have a tough task in there tonight. And remember, a pinfall can happen at any time! He’s going to have to be on top of it!

Tex: That’s the nature of this sort of match.

Fang pushes KGB into a corner but KGB pushes his way back out of it. KGB and Fang get into a collar and elbow tie-up. Meanwhile on the other side of the ring Gold is getting pounded into oblivion by Th1rt3en. Th1rt3en finally brings Gold out of the corner, picks him up and seats him on top of the turnbuckle. He then racks him on top of his shoulders before delivering a military press. Gold goes crashing to the canvas and Th1rt3en goes for the first attempted pinfall of the match. The referee is looking that way and counts.

1!

2!

Gold is able to kick out. Th1rt3en however stays on his man and delivers a few extra shots before standing up. Meanwhile on the other side of the ring, KGB has been able to win the tie-up with Fang as he whips Fang into the adjacent post. KGB mounts the first rope and delivers a European uppercut which leaves Fang a bit dizzy. KGB goes to scoop up Fang, but Fang fights him off then ducks down as KGB tries to run at him with a clothesline. KGB’s arm hits the turnbuckle hard and KGB feels it. He shakes out his arm as Fang moves to around KGB. He pulls him down to the mat with a modified, not as impactful version of a diamond cutter. Fang rolls KGB over for a cover and the referee turns to see it.

1!

Th1rt3en doesn’t allow the count to continue as he rolls Fang off of KGB. Fang rolls away a bit and turns to the direction of John Gold who is sputtering in the opposite corner and beginning to attempt to bring himself to his feet via usage of the ropes. Th1rt3en turns his focus to KGB. He scoops KGB up and uses a lot of strength to just dump KGB over the top rope to the outside. He dusts his hands off and turns to see that John Gold is up to his feet. Fang however takes Gold and goes to whip him across the ring. Gold however hangs on to the rope so Fang is unable to do so. Th1rt3en comes flying across the ring, nailing Fang right in the back with a flying elbow. Fang falls forward and lands in the ropes. Gold however now is recovered and delivers a forearm smash to the face of Th1rt3en, but Th1rt3en doesn’t budge.

Duff: And that has no effect! Gold might be in for it here!

Tex: Probably.

Gold backs up and goes to hit a backhand chop, but Th1rt3en catches Gold’s hand. Fang meanwhile is pulling himself out of the ropes and standing up. Th1rt3en Irish whips John Gold across the ring and into another corner. Gold however comes right back out of that corner and is able to drill Th1rt3en with a missile dropkick, much to the delight and shock of the crowd.

Tex: Wow! John Gold just put Th1rt3en on the seat of his pants!

Duff: That’s quite amazing, but what’s even more amazing…KGB is coming back into the ring after that nasty spill at the hands of the aforementioned Th1rt3en! Meanwhile we have Fang biding his time…

Tex: Fang’s being smart here actually, up to his old tricks…

KGB slides back into the ring but can’t get to his feet fast enough. Gold is able to grab him and goes to lock in the Golden Death Lock. As he does Th1rt3en shakes out the cobwebs and throws himself towards where KGB and Gold are. Gold is forced to let go of the death lock. Th1rt3en stands up real quick, even though still a bit groggy. He grabs Gold and immediately hits the Lights Out DDT.

Tex: DDT from Th1rt3en!

Duff: He should have this won!

The referee waits for Th1rt3en to roll Gold over for the cover. He finally does, but as soon as the referee is about to count, Fang kicks Th1rt3en in the back and rolls him away from Gold. Fang takes a hold of Gold as Th1rt3en is actually standing back up. Th1rt3en takes KGB and hits him with the Lights Out. At the same exact moment Fang drills Gold with the Fatal Shot and covers him.

Tex: Come on Simon, count!

Duff: He doesn’t know which one to count!!! Ha ha!

Both Fang and Th1rt3en stop their respective covers and shake their heads. Th1rt3en looks the bit more angrier and turns to the referee just as KGB is getting back up. KGB goes to grab Th1rt3en from behind, but Th1rt3en whirls back around and decks KGB with a big punch to the face. KGB falls backwards down to the mat. Th1rt3en takes a hold of KGB and again scoops him up high into the air. He looks around before choosing to toss KGB towards the announce table. KGB gets enough air and lands on the announce table hard, his head hitting one of the monitors as both Tex and Duff back their chairs up a bit. Th1rt3en again dusts his hands off. Meanwhile Fang is picking up John Gold and delivering a SECOND Fatal Shot. Gold’s head bounces wildly off the mat this time and Fang is quick to roll Gold up into a cover, solidly hooking the legs. Referee Simon Jones pays attention to the cover just as Th1rt3en turns around…

1!

2!

Th1rt3en jumps towards the cover, but the referee’s hand lands on the mat for the…

3!!!

The referee stands up and calls for the bell as Stormy makes her announcement.

Stormy: Here is your winner and the NEWWW AWA International Champioooon….FAAAAAAAANG!!!!!!!

“Seven Days of the Wolves” by Nightwish begins to play as Th1rt3en shakes his head in anger and in disbelief. He turns his attention to John Gold and pulls him up from the mat and delivers a crushing Lights Out DDT before he takes his leave, angrily heading back up the wrestler ramp as Fang is passed the AWA International Championship. Fang holds it over his head as the crowd displays a mixed reaction for Fang, mostly boos though.

Tex: That match comes with a good amount of carnage. KGB is still passed out here on our announce table!

Duff: And John Gold took a lot of shots! It’s wonderful!

Tex: Anyways, congratulations to Fang. We’ll take a break so hopefully we can get a lot of this cleaned up. Let’s head backstage…

The scene inside the arena fades on first the broken form of KGB then on the form of John Gold inside the ring…

Winner: Fang

A few minutes after the Television/International Title unification match, KGB is shown talking to Cheka and looking rather upset. From behind them two Chinese men approach and start to beat both of them down as the camera pans to the floor. After a few minutes another man approaches and places his hands on both the men. The camera pans up and it is revealed that it’s Anthony Phoenix dressed in Armani business suit and a thick overcoat. He smirks and looks down at both Cheka and KGB who are writhing around in pain. KGB notices that it’s Anthony and he starts to get up. Anthony nods at one of the Chinamen as he moves forward to secure KGB from getting up. He leans closer for KGB to hear.

Anthony Phoenix: Did you really think you had the upper hand, by having your goons push the casket that I was in off the side of the stage?

Anthony smiles and shakes his head.

Anthony Phoenix: No comrade. It may have looked like I was down and out but honestly...that’s why I took the name Phoenix, I always rise from the ashes; I will never be defeated. Now as for you...I warned you months ago never to mess with the D’Amato Family and you didn’t pay heed. Since you ignored my warning, you’ll have to pay the consequences.

Anthony smiles and turns around. He speaks to the two men in Mandarin Chinese as he motions towards both KGB and Cheka. Anthony turns back towards KGB and Cheka and reaches into his overcoat. He produces two red roses. Anthony drops one on Cheka’s prone body and places the other in KGB’s trunks. Right before walking off he kisses KGB square on the lips and walks off backwards as KGB struggles to get free to no avail. The scene then fades out.

New Wave vs. Execution

Tex: Here we go, Duff. Live here on ABC, we get to see a tag team championship match!

Duff: Thanks to Goth's stripping the Sins of their championship belts and banning them this evening, we're guaranteed new champions to boot!

Tex: Its true, either Execution will emerge the champions, or in their AWA debut, the “New Wave” can earn championship gold! Lets go to the ring, and Stormy Canyon!

Stormy: This tag team match is for the AWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first... from Waikiki, Hawaii... he is one half of “The New Wave”, weighing in at 237 lbs... he is “Radical”...Vinnie...DOMINO!

The drums hit belonging to the most off the Richter theme song in history to the original Hawaii Five-O by the most bodacious band, the Ventures! Fans see images onthe screen pictures of surfing and Hawaii as flashes of Radical Vinnie Domino in the ring pulling off some of his most spectacular moves in the ring. The real Radical Vinnie Domino not to be confused with his cool images is out running past the crowd at full speed hearing them cheer. He jumps under the ropes with his arms and legs wide out so he is surfing on his chest entering the ring. He kicks up with fans showing their best mondo cool attitudes to Radical. He runs up the nearest corner pole pointing to himself as he hears the arena shout Radical. Motioning to the crowd, he has the whole arena do the wave a few times around. He back flips off the top to the ground full of energy ready to go.

Tex: Wow Duff, I thought Execution would be far and away crowd favorites this evening in this one after the Sins got removed, but it seems New Wave has quite a following!

Duff: Yeah Tex, I'm sure Annette Funicello and Frankie Avalon are big fans.

Tex: Just listen to the crowd! They're going nuts for New Wave, and Radical is the only one in the ring!

Stormy: His tag partner, from Miami, Florida... weighing in at 255 lbs- “Irresistible” Alex Young!

The Bell rings and the talk of Roy Jones starts followed by the music of the Can't be touched. Pyro's blasts across the stage and the Titan Tron when Alex Young comes out at the Can't be Touched part of the song. Alex jumps around as the fans cheer him on as some more Pyro blasts across the stage. Alex walks to the ring while extending his arms to shake hands with the fans and stares at his tag team partner in the ring before running and sliding underneath the bottom rope. He then jumps up to his feet and runs to the turnbuckle and stares at the fans who cheer him on. Alex then screams at the audience while holding his hands close to his mouth and the fans cheer back at him. When Alex gets off the turnbuckles he talks quietly with RVD while waiting on Execution.

Stormy: Their opponents, from Fayetteville, North Carolina and Des Moines, Iowa respectively... they are members of the stable 'Execution'... weighing in together at 460 lbs- The Man of a Million Monikers, Shane West and Simply Greatness MORBIUS...TASSIUS!

“Been to Hell” by Hollywood Undead begins playing, and the arena goes black. Red and blue strobes hit the arena, and the titantron begins showing clips of Shane West and Morbius Tassius's respective paths of destruction in AWA, including their tag team matches. Shane and Morbius walk in, with Shane still limping slightly, a knee brace on his right knee. They are giving high fives with the fans, and stop outside the ring, and pose for the crowd. As they are posing for the crowd at the bottom of the rampway...

Tex: Wow they're not waiting here!

Tex is not wrong, as Radical Vinnie Domino and the Irresistible One go flying over the top rope in tope's, crashing hard into Shane West and Morbius. Alex Young grabs Morbius rolling him into the ring, and the ref calls for the bell, starting this one off! Alex Young drops a quick elbow on Morbius, and goes to follow with a second, but Morbius rolls out of the way and gets to his feet. He immediately downs the rising Young with an arm drag. Young gets up again immediately, and gets taken down again with another arm drag. Young gets up but rather than go at Morbius again, he backs up into the ropes, and Morbius poses for the crowd, who immediately begin cheering. Alex comes out of the ropes, and holds a hand up for a test of strength. Morbius puts one hand up to meet his, but given Young's size advantage is hesitant to commit. Finally he commits and both hands are clasped. Young's size advantage gives him a clear advantage, but Morbius is a veteran for a reason. Morbius jumps into the air, planting both his feet into Alex's stomach and sternum. He then falls backward executing a picture perfect monkey flip! Alex flips with it, but doesn't let go of the test of strength! With both competitors laying on their backs, Alex rolls backwards so that he is now perched on Morbius, pinning his hands to the ground. Young takes the opportunity to plant a knee into Morbius's solar plexus, and then a second. Young then jumps, putting the pressure on Tassius' hands to deliver a vicious knee drop, but Tassius gets his feet up, planting them into the solar plexus of Young again! As Young rocks backwards to his feet, his momentum lifts Tassius off the ground and into the air, where he lands on his feet, before kicking Young in the stomach! This forces Young to release the hold, and Tassius delivers a knee to Young's head, before coming over and tagging in Shane!

Duff: Not a lot out of New Wave so far, Tex.

Tex: Are you kidding, this has been all back and forth action! No one seems to be a clear favorite at this point!

Shane comes in and delivers a Lou Thesz press to the rising Alex Young, delivering a flurry of right hands! He gets up and hits Domino on the ring apron, sending him flying to the floor outside. He poses for the crowd who goes nuts, and turns to go back after Alex Young again.

Duff: Looks like I was wrong Tex!

Tex: Looks like Shane took too much time!

Shane turns to go after Young, but walks into a kick to the midsection, followed by a chop block to the back of his injured knee. Shane drops to the mat, on his hands and knees, and Young delivers a quick double axe handle to the back of Shane's head. Young turns, and tags in Domino, and grabs Shane. He lifts Shane up in a spinebuster as Vinnie hits a springboard dropkick into Shane's face! The momentum of the dropkick sends Shane spiraling down harder into the spinebuster, and Domino immediately goes for a pin! Morbius dives in, breaking up the pin attempt, and Alex Young starts to go after him, but Tassius gets back out of the ring. The referee is trying to corral Young back into his corner, as Domino goes to work on Shane. He sits Shane up, and then runs the ropes, coming back with a dropkick to the seated Serial Thrilla. Shane grabs his face, and goes to roll away, but Vinnie Domino grabs his leg, and immediately locks in a knee lock on Shane's injured knee. Shane immediately grabs the ropes, clutching them for dear life, and Domino lets go of the hold. Shane fights to standing position, waving Domino on. Domino charges Shane, who ducks, and pulls the top rope down with him, sending Domino crashing over the top rope and to the outside. The ref starts the count, and Shane distracts him briefly as Morbius sends Domino crashing into the ringsteps. He then rolls Domino back inside. The ref turns, seeing the Radical One back in the ring, and see's Morbius on the floor. He questions Morbius who feigns innocence, getting back on the apron, holding the tag rope. Shane crouches, waiting for Domino, who slowly starts to rise. When he's in position, Shane runs and delivers a devestating Shining Wizard kick to Domino and goes for the cover. Alex Young goes to break it up, but is intercepted by Morbius!

Tex: This could be it! New Tag team champions!

1...2...Kickout by Domino!

Shane gets up and pulls Domino to his feet. He irishwhips Domino to the corner that he and Morbius are in, and comes flying in with a clothesline. Domino sinks into the turnbuckle, and Shane turns and tags Morbius. Shane lifts up Domino in a sidewalk slam, and Morbius grabs the head, and deliver a double team sidewalk slam/reverse ddt! Morbius covers, but Domino grabs the bottom rope at 2. Shane exits the ring, and Morbius goes on the offensive. A few knee drops, and he lifts Domino into sitting position, delivering a massive kick to the sternum! Domino rolls himself out of the ring, holding his chest, trying to recuperate. Shane drops down to follow him, but Alex Young comes running around the corner, getting between Shane and Domino. Shane backs up, getting back into his corner while Alex checks on his partner. Domino nods to something Alex says, and climbs onto the apron. Morbius comes charging at Domino, who ducks under tassius' blow, and delivers a shoulder to the midsection, doubling him over! Domino immediately flips over the top rope in a sunset flip, but rolls through it, leavign Tassius in a sitting position, with himself standing. He then delivers a huge dropkick to the head of the seated Tassius!

Tex: Both men are down, and Domino sure could use a tag here! Both men are crawling to their corners, who is gonna get their first!?

Duff: At this pace? I'm gonna guess they get their at the same time!

Duff isn't wrong as Tassius tags Shane in just as Domino dives and tags in Alex Young! Shane and Alex both enter the ring on fire, hammering each other with right hands back and forth. Alex irish whips Shane into the ropes, ducking under a clothesline attempt from the Serial Thrilla and as Shane comes off the ropes, Alex catches him with a powerslam! Shane lands hard on the mat, clutching his back, and Alex continues the offensive, stomping on the knee of the Serial Thrilla. Shane kicks out with his good leg, kicking Young in the midsection doubling him over, and while still on his back, Shane delivers a thumb to the eye!

Duff: See? Thats what Veterans know how to do! Fight dirty to get themselves out of bad spots!

Tex: I don't know about fighting dirty, but its true, West is showing his veteran status out there. He's doing everything he can to protect that knee that still isn't 100%.

Young stumbles back holding his eye while Shane fights back to his feet. Shane delivers a one legged dropkick on Young, continuing to protect his injured right knee. Young stumbles back into the ropes, and Domino tags himself in. He jumps to the top turnbuckle, and prepares to launch himself off. Shane is too far away to push him off the turnbuckle, but his veteran ring general mentality gives him the ring presence to dive, and hit the top rope, unsteadying Domino. Morbius comes running in, clotheslining Alex Young over the top rope and crashing to the floor, while Shane turns to Domino perched precariously on the top turnbuckle. Shane grabs Domino, pulling him out for a suspended DDT off the top rope. He goes for a pin, but Domino puts his foot on the ropes! Shane gets up and goes tagging in Morbius. With a limp, Shane runs, and baseball slides Young who was getting to his feet on the outside, sending him crashing into the barrier wall, and back to the floor. Shane fights to his feet while Morbius has focused on Domino. He has lifted Domino to his feet, and brought him ot the center of the ring. Morbius lifts him in a powerbomb, and suspends him in the air for a few moments while Shane gets under where Domino is going to fall. Morbius then delivers a powerbomb, with Shane jumping grabbing the back of Domino's head, delivering a HORRIFIC looking Backstabber in combination! Shane's knee brace digs into the back of Domino's head, and Shane can be heard yelling in agony, rolling around holding his knee. Morbius immediately covers Domino.

Tex: I think Execution just did it!

Duff: What Tex, finished crippling Shane's knee?

Tex: Shut it Duff, I think we have new tag champs!

The referee slides into position and counts the cover.

1... Shane fights to his feet, limping badly on his knee.

2...Alex Young is getting back into the ring, climbing between the ropes, trying to break the count, but Shane intercepts him!

3!

Tex: Can you believe it Duff? In his last night as a member of Execution, Shane West has worked with Morbius Tassius and made their tag team championship dream come true!

Duff: Yeah, fat load of good it will do him. “Execution” has won the championship belts, but after tonight, Shane West can't be a part of Execution. So what are they going to do?

The referee enters the ring, handing Morbius Tassius and Shane West the gold. The two men stand tall, holding the championship belts over their head as the AWA crowd goes nuts. They are all smiles for a moment, and Morbius lowers his belt, draping it over his shoulder. Shane's smile goes away, being replaced with a somber look. Morbius turns to Shane, and Shane drapes his AWA Tag Team Championship belt over Morbius' other shoulder. Shane pats the belt with a smile, and puts his hand out for Morbius to shake. Morbius shakes his head, and gives Shane a hug.

Duff: Seriously? Save it for home, guys!

Tex: After 5 years of working together as 'Executioners', tonight is Shane West's last chance to savor the glory as a member of Execution, a stable he built, mind you. Give him his moment, alright?

Shane backs out of the ring, leaving Tassius standing alone, both title belts over his shoulders. Shane points to morbius for the crowd to cheer to, and they do. With that, Shane walks over, and jumps the fan barricade, gingerly walking on his injured knee, exiting through the crowd. With Tassius standing alone in the ring, both tag belts over his shoulders, we break to commercial for ABC's new hit sitcom 'Castle'.

Winner: Execution

We hear the familiar music of TAKING CARE OF BUSINESS by Bachman Turner Overdrive hit the speakers and we watch as Bill Barnhart, accompanied by Asylum Wrestling Alliance Interviewer Page Harris, appear from the backstage area. Bill and Page approach two chairs which are set up on the landing at the top of the entrance ramp. The large screen TRON is behind them and above them as they take a seat to start this interview segment. Their images are broadcast on monitors throughout the arena and on the TRON behind them so that all the fans can see and hear the interview.

PAGE HARRIS: Thank you Bill for your willingness to conduct this interview with me. I noticed all week long that you have been having computer problems. Have you resolved those computer problems yet?

BILL BARNHART: No my computer problems still exist. It is apparent that the Tech Support people they have helping me don't know what they are doing and they are, in fact, causing my computer to have even more problems with their ridiculous suggestions to resolve the issues.

PAGE HARRIS: Uh, Bill, remember that Tech Support call you made early in the week? The one where you installed Office 2007 and then your computer wouldn't access the Internet? You blamed the newly installed program for your inability to get on the Internet remember? And then the Tech Support person told you that it wasn't the newly installed program and that it was nothing more than your modem needed to be rebooted. You do remember that after you rebooted your modem you were able to access the Internet so you can see that the support the Tech Support person gave you was correct. It may be that you simply need extra training on how to use computers?

BILL BARNHART: Hardy har har Page. A dumb blonde telling me I need instructions on something? Isn't it you dumb blonds to put a sign on the wall side of your bed so that when you wake up facing the wall the sign says: NO, THIS IS NOT THE WAY OUT OF BED...IT IS THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BED yet you want to tell me that I was wrong on that computer issue?

PAGE HARRIS: Well the facts to speak for themselves. You should learn to be nice to people.

We notice that someone seems to have access to the broadcast of the interview. You know how you watch a football game and someone is able to write on the screen to show you how the play developed, and you see writing come on the screen and they are able to write whatever they want and erase it when they are done? Well someone is doing that to the images of Bill and Page Harris as they conduct their interview. Bill and Page are unable to see what is taking place since the TRON is behind them and above them. While Barnhart is talking someone draws goofy coke-bottle thick glasses on his face and a silly handlebar moustache. The crowd starts laughing just as Bill begins talking.

BILL BARNHART: Page I am not here to talk about computers I am here to talk about my match with Anthony...HEY! Stop laughing! I didn't say anything funny! You people are so damn rude! How dare you interrupt the Asylum Wrestling Alliance Universal Champion like that!

The funny glasses and moustache are removed from the image of Bill Barnhart on the screen. He continues with his comments but as he is talking the person controlling the broadcast again draws something funny on the face of Barnhart, this time blacking out some of his teeth to make him look like he lost a few teeth. Again the crowd interrupts Barnhart as he is talking.

BILL BARNHART: Page on February 14th I defeated Anthony Phoenix. I know it was a close match and Phoenix continues to try to say that KGB caused him the loss in that match, but the fact remains that I...HEY! Why the hell are you people interrupting me again with laughter? I swear I will come out in the stands and beat down every one of you inconsiderate bastards for interrupting me!

The person doing the drawings on the broadcast of Bill Barnhart's interview erases the missing teeth thing and the crowd quiets down again. This time while Bill is talking the person behind the scenes does a little computer magic by turning Bill's face red, and then they draw some devil horns on Bill's head and a devilish goatee on Barnhart. The crowd again goes up in a roar of laughter and this time they are telling Bill to turn around and look at the TRON. Bill manages to turn around quickly enough to see the images on the TRON before the person doing the images can erase them. The person erases the images of Bill Barnhart as the Devil but not before Barnhart has seen them. Bill is visibly upset and he quickly ends the interview so that he can run backstage and see who is behind this insult.

The laughter dies down as the interview continues. About halfway through speaking Bill's voice on the microphone becomes squeaky, much like that of a chipmunk. The crowd begins to lose it again as they roar with laughter.

BILL BARNHART: Facts remain that KGB had nothing to do with me winning a few weeks ago. Anthony Phoenix just plain sucks. The only reason why....HEY! WAIT A MINUTE HERE! WHY DO I SOUND LIKE ALVIN FROM ALVIN AND THE CHIPMUNKS? Page I need to go backstage and see if I can find the jackass who is doing this crap to humiliate me. But before I go I want Anthony Phoenix to know this. Anthony you may wish to claim that the only reason I won over you several weeks ago was that KGB was a factor. Trust me that I don't need help in defeating you, or anyone else, here in Asylum Wrestling Alliance! Yes I know we are both in the same Stable and you know I really dislike having to wrestle a Stable-mate, but it is assigned so we have to do what we have to do. The only saving grace in all of this is even if you win over me then the Universal Title remains in Axiom Stable. But...young man...you are not going to win! Okay that's it! Someone is gonna pay heavily for this insult!

Barnhart takes off running backstage while the cameraman follows closely behind him. We watch as Bill arrives at the studio where the broadcast is taking place. He barges into the studio and starts demanding to know who is behind the humiliating images, and squeaky voice that were put on him during his interview with Page Harris. Everyone in the studio just shrugs their shoulders because they don't know who did it. Finally the Studio Director approaches Barnhart and he informs Bill that nobody but the studio staff was in the studio and that none of them did anything. The only possible explanation the Studio Director is able to give is that maybe someone with really good computer skills managed to take over the broadcast and cause those images remotely. Bill storms out of the studio and back into the hallway. The last we see is that he stomps toward his dressing room muttering to himself.

BILL BARNHART: It has to be one of those broadcast guys. They have pissed me off royally! I feel bad for Anthony Phoenix in our match tonight because I am pissed right now and I am going to take my anger out on him in the match!

The cameraman follows Bill to his dressing room. Barnhart storms into his dressing room and slams the door in the face of the cameraman. The scene switches back to ringside where Tex and Duff are ready to announce the next match.

Bill Barnhart© vs. Anthony Phoenix

Tex: Here we are partner, tonights main event.

Duff: We've seen it all so far tonight, from new tag champs, to cage matches, hardcore matches, a new international champion even!

Tex: So far, every title thats been put on the line has changed hands... will the Universal title follow suit?!

Suddenly, Duff and Tex are interrupted by 'Its a Fight' by 3-6-Mafia!

Duff: That's Shane West's music! Didn't we just get rid of him?

Tex: You mean didn't his match just end?

Duff: I like the way I said it better...

Shane comes out through the rampway, even though he just left through the crowd. He is still wearing his wrestling tights and knee brace, but now has a nice shirt on as well, and walks down the rampway, a slight limp to his step still. He doesn't get in the ring, but instead walk around it to the announcers booth!

Duff: Um...what's he doing?

Tex: Maybe he's sick and tired of your badmouthing him, Duff!

Shane instead unfolds a steel folding chair, and sets it down at the announcer's table, and puts on a headset! Shane: Hey guys.

Tex: Welcome Shane, congrats on your big win this evening.

Shane: Its hard to consider it a big win, when the Sins were banned from competing, but I'll take it, you know?

Duff: Yeah, we know...so- what are you doing out here?

Shane: Call it 'scoping out the competition' Duffy. As the new #1 contender after this evening, I want a front row seat on the action, and can't think of a better way of getting it than helping you two guys announce it!

Duff: That sounds like...a wonderful...idea.

Tex: Glad you think so Duff! Well, it looks like Stormy's ready in the ring!

Stormy Canyon: Ladies and Gentlemen, this is this evenings MAIN EVENT... and it is a DOG COLLAR MATCH scheduled for ONE FALL... introducing first- from Arlington, Virginia... He is AWA's King of Extreme... ANTHONY... PHOENIX!

The lights go out with just a solid spot light aimed at the middle of the stage. As the guitar riff of “The Truth Shall Set Me Free” starts Phoenix walks out with his hood over his head. He stands in the middle of the spot with his head down. When the lead singer starts to sing, Phoenix looks up and rips off his hood. He holds out his arms as he taunts the crowd, getting a mixed reaction from the crowd.

Shane: Right, see, I have a problem already. He calls himself the King of Extreme, but nobody is as Extreme as I've been in my career.

Duff: Are you going to do that all match?

Phoenix then starts to walk towards the ring with the spot light still on him and with a smirk on his face. Phoenix stops right as he gets to the ring. He shakes his head and walks over to the ring steps and walks up the steps slowly and deliberately. Once on the apron, he enters the ring.

Shane: What? Drop facts? I just might- I mean, you guys have called almost every single one of my matches since I've went pro, and you've seen the hell I've went through.

Tex: He's got a point there, Duff...

Once inside Phoenix walks to the middle of the ring all the while the spot is still on him. When he reaches mid ring he stares at the camera as he holds his arms up forming an 'X'. Phoenix turns and stares at Shane who is sitting at ringside, scowling at him as the song ends. Shane stands up from the announcers table, and stares at Phoenix, but points behind Phoenix at the AWA titantron and rampway, in attempts to remind him who his opponent is tonight.

Stormy: His opponent... from Oakland California... he is the reigning AWA UNIVERSAL Champion... He is “The Bulldog” Bill...BARNHART!

TAKING CARE OF BUSINESS by Bachman Turner Overdrive hits the speaker. The TRON crackles to life and we see a close-up shot of Bill Barnhart and Iris his English Bulldog. The TRON then shifts scenes to seversl clips of Bill's wrestling matches where he is either administering his Bulldog or Piledriver to his opponent for the pinfall, or he is using one of his many submission moves to make them tap out. The spotlights focus on the backstage curtains and we see Bulldog Bill Barnhart step through the curtains. Duff: Thats why you're sitting here, Shane! Barnhart cost you your membership in Execution, so tonight you're here to cost him his Universal title! Thats it, isn't it!

Shane: Duff? Even after all these years, you know me so little. It is kind of disheartening, really. Do I want Barnhart to lose the title? It doesn't matter to me. Yes, he injured my knee. Yes he cost me Execution. But you know what? There is only one important thing in this business. Its the belt wrapped around his waist. I'm not going to risk my shot at it for anything, so if that means sitting and watching while he and Phoenix duke it out, I'm patient. I'll wait. I'll face whoever wins at next months pay per view, and I will tell you something- It doesn't matter who emerges victorious tonight, because they won't then.

Tex: Spoken like a true veteran, Shane.

Bill comes out dressed in the black outfit with pink trimp with a pink heart swen over si heart. Bill walks confidently along the entrance walkway and under the TRON. As he walks under the TRON, pink and white pyros erupt causing a cascade of pink sparks to spill down on the entrance walkway around Bill.

Shane: Even with his injuring my knee last week...on this very announce table, I might add- I have to give the man credit, he's one hell of a competitor.

Duff: What is your game here, West?!

Shane: Ha! No Game, Duffy. Just getting the front row seat for the Main Event.

Bill stops at the landing at the top of the entrance ramp to play the crowd with a huge smile on his face even though he gets mostly boos from the crowd. He then takes off with a quick pace to the ring. When Bill arrives at the ring he climbs the ring steps, walks along the ring apron, and then ducks through the ropes into the ring. Bill walks around the ring to acknowledge all the people in the crowd and he maintains his huge smile all the time although the crowd is booing him for his bad turn. He and Phoenix stare at each other from across the ring.

Referee Chip Long brings the two men to the center of the ring, and holds up the the Universal title. Phoenix stares at it longingly for a second, before turning to Bulldog pointing to it, then himself. Bulldog shakes his head, and with two thumbs, points to himself.