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the opening credits roll and Insomnia hits the airwaves. It is a sold out crowd in Des Moines, Iowa as fans across the state and country have flocked to see the brightest and best the AWA has to offer. From afar we can see Tex and Duff as they wave to the crowd, Duff starting off the night’s festivities.

Duff: Welcome to another exciting edition of Monday Night Insomnia! I am Duff Travers; here with me is my cohorts and friend, Tex Martin!

Tex: That’s right, and we are broadcasting live tonight for the first time in HD, thanks to local cable company Mediacom! We got a full card tonight, and to start things off, we have a special announcement from our CEO John Irons!

As soon as it is said, “WAR ZONE” By Slayer the PA, as the crowd erupts in a thunderous applause and screams of approval. John Irons is seen walking out, mic in hand, smiling to his hometown crowd. He wears an unusual attire this evening, instead of a suit, jeans and boots. He steps down off the ramp way and climbs up into the ring with ease. After a moment passes, there is a chant heard throughout the arena, as people begin to shout out: “Titan of Titans, Ironman!” John smiles approvingly and waits a moment for the crowd to calm down.

Irons: Des Moines, Iowa welcome to the Asylum! I’ll tell ya it makes me mighty proud to get an ovation like that, hometown or not! You guys rock!

The crowd begins to cheer again, this time it is John that allows it to be short lived.

Irons: Now Most of you have been waiting years for a real wrestling promotion to come around, and I thought to myself, who better, nor bigger than The Asylum Wrestling Alliance to be the first? So When I was made the Big Boss here, I thought to myself that I would give this big little Midwestern capital city an early Christmas present by stopping bye!

Now, as most of you know, there have been rumors going around about a new federation coming up and around. Well it’s true, but it’s owned by yours truly. You see, when I was contacted a few months back by a venue supervisor about starting a new wrestling promotion right here in Des Moines, I couldn’t have been happier. What makes me even happier is that a lot of you folks will be seeing a lot of me here soon, as I am heading up this Indy federation as General Manager, CEO, and head referee!

The crowd goes nuts at this news, though short lived, John Irons continues.

Irons: Now with that being said, it will mean that I will have to take a leave of absence of my duties here in the AWA to do this. But I have talked with Goth about things, and we’ve come to an arrangement of sorts…

Just then “The Golden Age of Grotesque” Hits the PA, as Goth walks out smiling unusually so. The crowd has a mixed reaction as the other boss of the AWA begins to speak.

Goth: John, Allow me to be the first to kick your ass to the door!

Nah, I’m just kidding. But there is the matter of who will be your replacement, and there is a certain person that the AWA world is familiar with, that would love to step in and fill your massive boots so to speak for a while.

Irons: I see. Well, you do realize Goth that this person, no matter who they are, will have the same capabilities as I do right? They, in my stead will have the ability to hire, fire, suspend, and oversee and manage day to day activities right?

Goth: Sure, sure. Whatever you say John. Let’s just get on with the show and show all these sheep what real wrestling is all about!

The crowd begins to boo at being called sheep, Irons stands there for a moment, not sure entirely what to say as Goth’s Theme music hits the PA as he disappears into the back. John shakes his head and smiles as he puts the mic up to his lips for what could be the last time in a while for AWA airwaves.

Irons: And I have already made up my mind as to whom I want taking my place while I am away. But I’ll let him spoil it for all you out there later on down the road. Ladies and gentlemen, and kids of all ages, let’s get this show started! Let the MADNESS BEGIN!

“WAR ZONE” By Slayer hits the PA as John Irons leaves the ring, crowd cheering wildly as the scene fades…

The scene cuts to the backstage area of the arena. Ronin walks the halls slowly, twitching and muttering, staring into the camera as he walks.

Tonight I’m taking on The Family once again, this time teamed with AWA newcomer Chase Tomlin. I’ve said just about all I care to say about this match. Finally, I will get a taste of revenge against the Family for that incredible cluster-fuck last month. Sadly, Erik Black is the only returning member of that match, so he will have to convey my greetings to The Family when this is over, assuming he is able to walk back.

As far as Fang goes, I can only say that it will be interesting to see if the power of the Wolf God can really stand up to that of the Elders and the Zonei, as he claims. Soon, we shall all know the answer.

With that, he comes to a stop in front of his dressing room, opening the door and disappearing inside.

The Family vs. Chase Tomlin & Ronin

Stormy Canyon: The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is contested under tag team rules!!! The first team to enter the arena is the team of Ronin and Chase Tomlin!!!

Ronin's music hits as he walks out to the arena, halfway the rampway his music stops and that of Tomlin hits and the newest member of the AWA walks out to the ring. Both men enter the ring and get a good response from the fans

Stormy Canyon: And their opponents!! They are the team of Fang and Erik Black!!! The Family!!!!

The music from the Family hits as Brenda and Sapphira walk out to the arena as they are followed by both Erik Black and Jonathan Porter. The fans go nuts when they see the ladies in revealing outfits, but others are booing both men. Especially Fang get lots of boos and some fans even throw drinks towards his head as they are not happy for him turning their backs against them

Duff Travers: Some ingrate fans these are!! Can't they be happy for the fact that Fang got what he wanted? He has his title shot eventually against whomever the AWA Universal Champion is going to be!!!

Tex Martin: Happy? He betrayed their trust by joining his own brother!!!

Fang and Black enter the ring and they attack the new guys, the bell has rung and the match gets underway. Fang and the newest member trade blows as Tomlin blocks a few punches and then drives a knee into the midsection of Fang before whipping him in the ropes and hitting a big time Clothesline that gets fans to cheer on for him. Tomlin turns around and sees that Ronin ducks a clothesline from Black and then executes a flying clothesline from the ropes and that drops the other member of the Family. Both Fang and Black regroup from the ring and stare at their adversaries as the fans are cheering the new members on.

Tex Martin: That is a good start from the rookies, I hope that they can keep this up

The referee starts to use the ten count on both men before Fang and Black slide back in the ring. Tomlin grabs Fang and pulls him up to his feet, he goes for an Irish Whip and goes for a back body drop. But the veteran counters it and blasts Tomlin across the back with a Double Axhandle and then delivers a big time clothesline that sends Tomlin to the outside as Fang climbs the turnbuckles and awaits to deliver a Cross Body Block on the new guy as he got back to his feet. On the inside of the ring we see Black and Ronin get it on. Ronin blocking a punch and then kneeing the former Universal champion in the midsection and then goes for a suplex. But Black manages to block it by locking his leg around that of his opponent and executes a Snap Suplex of his own.

Duff Travers: Take that Ronin!!!!

Black gets up and puts Ronin in a reversed chinlock as the camera's turn back to Fang and Tomlin. Fang grabs Tomlin by the head and whips him towards the steel ringpost, Tomlin gets his shoulder slammed into it. But as he turns around and sees Fang charging in, he steps aside and forces Fang to hit the ringpost himself as the fans cheer because of that. Both men are now on the concrete floor, holding their shoulders in pain as inside the ring we see Ronin trying to break free from the chinlock that Black has put on him. Black has driven his knee in the back of Ronin as he pulls hard on the chin as he pulls it backwards.

Tex Martin: It doesnt look too good for the newcomers.

Ronin grabs the bottom rope and that forces the referee to break the hold that Black has put on him, Black gets up and starts to kick in the face of Ronin before the referee gets in his face and warns him for this type of action as Ronin slowly gets to his feet as he holds on to the ropes. Black pushes the referee aside and charges in on Ronin, but the youngster delivers a Back Body Drop as that sends Black over the top rope to the outside as Ronin follows him to the outside. There we see both Fang and Tomlin and Black and Ronin getting it on on the outside as the crowd gets into it. The ref on the inside is starting to use the ten count on the four men as their intentions is on each other. We can see Fang reverse an Irish Whip from Tomlin and then sends him into the barricades and then sends him down towards the audience with a clothesline as suddenly the referee is calling for the bell.

Stormy Canyon: Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has ordered this match to be ending in a ten second count out!! Therefor the result of this match has ended in a draw!!!!

The fans are booing the decision, but it all ends when they see all four men battling each other all the way to the locker room area where the officials break them up.

Tex Martin: I doubt that this is the final that we see of these four men!!!

Winners: Draw

Ronin sits in his locker room after his match against The Family. Sweat drips from his forehead as he leans his elbows on his knees and stares at the floor. His breathing is rhymic and heavy, and the sound of muttering can be heard coming from his lips. The lights in the locker room flicker on and off, causing the muttering to stop. A concerned look crosses his face as Ronin looks around the room...

Ronin: "Is this the sign I've been waiting for!?"

A half-smirk creases his face as he stands up from the metal folding chair and gets down on his knees, putting his hands together and looking up at the ceiling of the room. He begins to laugh to himself...

Ronin: "Let this be the darkness I have asked for..."

The lights flicker off again, but do not turn back on. The sound of a scuffle breaks out in the darkened room before being erased by the sound of a human body being smacked against the concrete wall. Swift "thuds" are heard throughout the room as the scuffle seemingly dies down. Laughing can be heard from inside the room... Voice: "So, you think you truly want to know what the darkness feels like? Erik Black... Fang... they only think they know what the darkness is. Their own intrepretations of darkness will always be different from what it really is. But, you... Ronin... you're in not physically or mentally capable of understanding what the darkness is. Or, even what it can do to you. You're expecting the darkness to give you things you want... which you will find will never happen. The key is to let the darkness give you what it feels you need. I don't think you can handle that. Only few can..."

The voice stops speaking and the lights come back on to reveal Ronin, slumped over against the concrete wall; a small trickle of blood coming from his lips...

There is a break in the action and we hear the familiar strains of ONE WAY OR ANOTHER by Blondie hit the speakers in the Wells Fargo Arena in Des Moines, Iowa, and we watch as the TRON crackles to life showing clips of some of Bill Barnhart's wrestling matches where he bulldogs his opponents into submission. The TRON goes off and we see Bill Barnhart step out from the backstage curtains and walk under the TRON to the landing at the top of the entrance ramp. Bill is smartly dressed in a dark pink business suit, light pink shirt, dark pink tie, and white shoes and belt. We watch as he lights an M-80 firecracker and throws it into the crowd where it explodes with a resounding BOOM and the fans dive for cover. Barnhart lets out a gut wrenching laugh and then he walks down the ramp to join Tex and Duff at the announcer's table while lighting and tossing M-80's into the crowd for amusement. Bill arrives at the announcing table, pulls up a chair, and gets into a conversation with Tex and Duff.

TEX: Bill what in the world are you doing throwing explosives into the crowd? Someone might get hurt!

BULLDOG BILL: If you don't shut your mouth Tex you might be the one to get hurt!

TEX: I can talk to anyone any way I want!

BULLDOG BILL: I guess you forget that I am Goth's Personal Assistant and that Goth signs your contract to work here and he signs your paychecks?

TEX: Okay, you win this battle, but the war isn't over yet!

BULLDOG BILL: I already won this war Tex.

Bill lights another M-80 and tosses it over to Tex who dives for cover but not before it blows up in front of him. Tex gets up, dusts himself off, and curses Barnhart under his breath.

DUFF: So Bill did you come down here to tell us why you set up this Barbed Wire C4 Match between Dmitri and Jeff Jackson?

BULLDOG BILL: Sure did! As you can see, I have no love toward Dmitri as he is a lying, cheating wimp of a wrestler. And also as you can see, Jeff Jackson came into Asylum Wrestling Alliance running his mouth how great he is and then he goes into hiding all week. Well this match is going to accomplish several things tonight. First it will allow Dmitri to get hurt at the hands of Jeff Jackson and due to the C4 explosives and barbed wire. Second it will accomplish Jeff Jackson getting hurt badly too at the hands of Dmitri. Third it accomplishes getting both of these wrestlers hurt much to my enjoyment.

Barnhart lights a few more M-80's and tosses them into the crowd where they explode and the fans squeal with delight this time.

BULLOG BILL: I want this match between Dmitri and Jeff Jackson to be a warning for all the wrestlers on the Roster that if you cross Bill Barnhart, you are either assigned to a vicious match like this Barbed Wire C4 Match or even worse, you will be assigned to face me in a Grudge Match. Either way your ass is mine!

DUFF: Thanks for stopping by Bill. We are about to get going with the next match we need to call.

Barnhart stands up, thanks Tex and Duff for their time, then he heads back up the ramp to return to the backstage area, all the time lighting more M-80's and tossing them into the crowd where they explode with a resounding BOOM throughout the arena. Bill continues until he reaches the backstage curtains, which he steps behind, all the time laughing as loud as he can.

Jeff Jackson vs. Dmitri

We hear the opening of NO MORE WORDS by End Ever After hit the speakers and rock the Wells Fargo Arena in Des Moines, Iowa. The lights in the arena flash and as the song continues we see Jeff Jackson step out from the backstage curtains, walk under the TRON, and he stops at the landing at the top of the entrance ramp as pyros erupt and spew sparks down around Jackson. He waits a little bit, playing the crowd, then Jeff heads off down the ramp toward the ring. When he gets to the ring he dives under the bottom rope, which is wrapped with barbed wire as all the ropes are, pops to his feet, stands in a crucifix pose, then he warms up a bit before the arrival of Dmitri.

STORMY CANYON: Here is our first competitor in this Barbed Wire Wrapped Ropes and C4 Explosives Match, from Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada, standing in at six feet two inches and weighing 240 pounds, it is JEFF “THE EXTREME LEGEND” JACKSON!!!

TEX: Oh, ho hum, another extreme Canadian eh? These guys are a dime a dozen and they never live up to their nicknames. Extreme Legend indeed! Against Dmitri? What a joke!

DUFF: Tex, do you ever give a wrestler his or her due credit? Do you always have to put a wrestler down simply because they don’t have the same likes and dislikes as you do?

TEX: Uh…yeah!

DUFF: Ugh!

Jeff Jackson continues to maneuver around the ring, checking the barbed wire on the ropes, and the C4 explosives in each corner, when he is stopped when he hears LEGACY IN BLOOD by Vampira hit the speakers in the Wells Fargo Arena. His attention is turned toward the entrance area as the lights in the arena go dark, the TRON shows a video clip of blood dripping down until the name DMITRI appears on the screen. Dmitri slowly walks out from the backstage area. He doesn’t hesitate at all but heads directly down the entrance ramp to the ring. Dmitri arrives at ringside, walks up the ring steps, walks along the ring apron, and then he carefully ducks through the ropes being careful to not hit the barbed wire and get cut.

TEX: Ah, you can see how aware Dmitri is about how the ring is set up for this Barbed Wire C4 Match as he carefully slips into the ring to prevent getting cut by the barbed wire before the match starts. He did not make a silly diving into the ring entrance like Jeff Jackson did!

DUFF: You are such a biased jerk Tex! Both wrestlers made sure that when they entered the ring they did not get close enough to the barbed wire to get cut.

STORMY CANYON: Here is our second competitor for this Barbed Wire C4 Match, hailing from Moscow, Russia, standing tall at six feet seven inches and weighing an impressive 275 pounds, it is DMITRI!!!

TEX: Okay, here is the tale of the tape. Dmitri has a five inch height advantage over Jeff Jackson in addition to a 30 pound weight advantage.

DUFF: Hah! You call those statistics an advantage? Being bigger and heavier simply means Dmitri will get tired quicker than Jackson and Jeff will be able to take full advantage of him in this match.

TEX: Okay, Duff, before this match begins how about you and me give the fans a full rundown on how this match is going to work with the Barbed Wire and C4 Explosive stipulations.

DUFF: Sure thing Tex! First the ropes are wrapped with Barbed Wire. This means if a wrestler is thrown into the ropes, and possibly over them, they have a very good chance of having the barbed wire rip their skin.

TEX: But that is not all to this match. In each corner, loaded onto the front of each of the three turnbuckle padding, for a total of twelve around the ring, the officials have attached a wad of C4 Plastic Explosive. They are designed to go off when a significant amount of pressure is applied to the C4 Explosive, such as when a wrestler gets whipped into the ropes or if one wrestler can ram his opponent’s head into the turnbuckle padding hard enough to give enough pressure for the C4 to explode.

DUFF: And the C4 Explosive is set that when someone hits one of the C4 Explosives in a corner with enough pressure to set off the detonation, all three C4 Explosives in that corner will explode at the same time so the carnage might be fairly significant. I heard the officials state that the approximately load of those three C4 Explosives in each corner equal about one or two sticks of dynamite!

TEX: And that’s not all Duff. Since this is a Hardcore Rules Match, if a wrestler desires to go outside of the ring, voluntarily or involuntarily, they are allowed to find weapons and bring them back into the ring. However they must be careful when doing that or their opponent may snag their weapon and use is against them.

DUFF: And the final stipulation on this match is a very simple one. The only way to win is by pinfall. You cannot win by submission hold or knockout or count out. That makes it a little more difficult for the winner because they cannot simply beat their opponent bloody and toss them out of the ring for the count out.

TEX: Okay, with all that laid out so the fans fully understand how this match is going to work, let’s go up into the ring where Referee “Simple” Simon Jones is ready to give the match instructions to Jeff Jackson and Dmitri and to get this match underway.

DUFF: Before we do that let me purchase a few beers from the Beer Guy. HEY BEER GUY! OVER HERE! NOW!!!

While Duff purchases a half dozen beers from the Beer Guy, Referee Simon Jones calls Jeff Jackson and Dmitri to the middle of the ring. He informs them of the barbed wire, the C4 explosives, and the fact that the only way to earn a victory is to pin your opponent inside of the ring. He asks Dmitri and Jackson if they fully understand the rules and stipulations of the match and both nod in acceptance. Simon Jones asks both wrestlers to retire to a corner and they do. As soon as they are both in a corner he leans over toward the Timekeeper and asks him to ring the bell to start the match.

TIMEKEEPER: Ding! Ding!! Ding!!!

With the Timekeeper’s bell this match is officially underway. Jackson and Dmitri approach each other quickly in the middle of the ring and lock up. Dmitri gets the first advantage, due to his height and weight advantage, and he pushes Jeff Jackson back toward the ring ropes in the hopes of pushing him into the barbed wire on the ropes and cutting him. Just before Jackson is backed into the ropes he gets out of the grasp of Dmitri and Dmitri stumbles forward and hits the ropes. As Dmitri comes off the ropes we can see a few puncture wounds on his chest and a few drops of blood but this doesn’t seem to bother Dmitri at all.

TEX: Dmitri is one tough customer! Even though the barbed wire punctured his skin he is taking it well and going right back after Jeff Jackson.

DUFF: I find it amazing that you commend Dmitri for getting taken advantage of by Jeff Jackson and stumbling into the ropes and getting hurt. I notice you give you credit to Jackson for getting the upper hand on Dmitri.

Dmitri wipes his hand across his chest and then looks at the blood on his hand and a big smile comes across his face. Jeff Jackson is taken aback by this because he wasn’t expecting Dmitri to get cut and then smile about it. Jackson and Dmitri again lock up in the middle of the ring and this time Jackson maneuvers Dmitri into a side headlock. Dmitri pushes Jeff off him and into the ropes where Jackson gets a few puncture wounds to his back and he rebounds off the ropes. Dmitri goes for a back flip on Jackson but he bends over a bit too early and Jeff sees it and lands a swift kick to the chest of Dmitri. Dmitri falls backward to the mat holding his chest which he punctured on the barbed wire earlier. Jackson sees his advantage as he reaches down and grabs Dmitri by the hair to drag him to his feet. Before he can get Dmitri to his feet we see Dmitri make a fist and bring his arm up hard against the crotch of Jeff Jackson, slamming his family jewels hard. Jackson lets out a loud groan, grabs his groin, and drops to his knees in the middle of the ring.

TEX: I believe every man in the Wells Fargo Arena and those watching on television just grabbed their crotch and uttered a sympathy groan.

DUFF: I know they did Tex because I just did it myself!

Dmitri sees his advantage now as he drags Jackson to his feet and drags him over to one of the corners. Dmitri grabs the back of the head of Jackson and he slams the head of Jeff Jackson into the top turnbuckle padding. It obviously wasn’t hard enough because the C4 Explosives didn’t go off, so Dmitri grabs the head of Jackson and slams it harder into the turnbuckle padding this time. He does it hard enough that the C4 Explosives attached to the three corner turnbuckle padding explodes at the same time, literally blowing Jeff Jackson out of the corner, and directly into Dmitri, and both of them get blown nearly half way across the ring, and blowing the padding off the turnbuckles in the process. Jeff Jackson got the worst of this blast as he was standing in front of Dmitri, but both took a beating from the explosion and both were blown half way across the ring in the process. Both wrestlers are stunned by the blast and both are laying on the mat trying to shake the cobwebs out if their head.

TEX: Wow! I didn’t think that the equivalent of one or two sticks of dynamite would be that explosive! I mean it just knocked over 500 pounds of wrestlers half way across the ring!

DUFF: Yeah, that explosion was so loud that I have ringing in my ears!

TEX: Duff, that isn’t ringing in your ears from the explosion, that is my cell phone going off.

DUFF: Oh!

Dmitri is the first to get up and he surveys the damage done to Jeff Jackson by the C4 Explosives. He can see that Jackson is still stunned by the explosion but starting to stir. Jeff gets to his knees and looks up at Dmitri who is lining up to apply the Mandible Claw to him. Out of desperation Jackson lunges forward and drives a head butt into the groin of Dmitri which causes Dmitri to grab his groin and drop to the mat in pain. Jackson, seeing his advantage, grabs Dmitri by the arm, drags him to his feet, and then he whips him hard into a corner which has not exploded yet. Dmitri hits the corner extremely hard which also causes him to lift off the mat and fly up upon the top turnbuckle padding. The force of Dmitri hitting the corner turnbuckle padding causes the C4 Explosives to detonate at the same time. The force of Dmitri hitting the corner, flipping up on the top turnbuckle padding, coupled with the exploding C4 Explosives, causes Dmitri to get launched into the air and out of the ring. The crowd watches in shock as they see Dmitri fly out of the ring and land on top of the announcing table where Tex and Duff are calling the match. Tex and Duff dive for cover as Dmitri hits the table and the half dozen beers that Duff had on the table go flying and the beer spills all over him and the floor. Duff shoves Dmitri off the table and onto the floor as he cries about his spilled beers.

DUFF: Why does this stuff happen to me all the time? All I want to do is call a match and drink a few beers in the process and some wrestler always manages to spoil the beer thing for me! A half dozen beers wasted. Wah! My precious beer!

TEX: What a jackass! I would think you would be more worried about the status of Dmitri than to worry about your silly beers! Oh hell, here is $20 so go guy a half dozen more beers for crying out loud!

DUFF: Uh, Tex, one beer at the Wells Fargo Arena costs $4 each so $20 is only going to get me five beers!

TEX: Sheesh! Here’s another $4 so you can get the sixth beer!

Goth is very slow getting up and we are concerned he is seriously injured. He starts to stir and when he gets to his knees we can see a twisted evil grin come on his face even though he has some obvious cuts and bruises from getting blown out of the ring and landing on the announcers table. Again Jeff Jackson is stunned as he cannot understand how Dmitri can be smiling when he just got blown out of the ring by C4 Explosives and landing on a hard wooden table. Dmitri starts to walk around the ring and he keeps looking around as if he is looking for something. Finally Dmitri sees something under the ring and he goes under the ring and pulls out a fire extinguisher, a large metal trash can, and a metal trash can lid. Dmitri throws the metal trash can, trash can lid, but not the fire extinguisher, into the ring. He goes over to the ring steps, with fire extinguisher in hand, and climbs the ring steps and then he ducks into the ring. Jeff is waiting for him with the metal trash can held over his head and he is ready to bring it down upon Dmitri’s head. Dmitri is quick to pull the pin on the fire extinguisher and pull the trigger and he sprays the fire extinguisher into the face of Jackson causing him to drop the trash can to the mat. Dmitri slides the fire extinguisher out of the ring and then he picks up the metal trash can, lifts it over his head, and then he brings it down hard on the back of Jeff Jackson. Jackson rolls over on his back from the blow and Dmitri this time brings the metal trash can down on the chest of Jackson. Dmitri drags Jeff near the metal trash can and stuffs him inside of the trash can. Dmitri then looks to see which corners have not yet been exploded and he throws the metal trash can, with Jeff Jackson inside of it, hard into the corner, causing the C4 Explosives in that corner to explode. The force of the explosion causes the metal trash can to split down the seam, spewing Jeff Jackson across the ring with the split metal trash can closely following him. Both Jackson and the split metal trash can come to a sick thud halt in the middle of the ring. Dmitri picks up the split metal trash can and tosses it out of the ring and then he drops on top of Jeff Jackson to go for the pinfall. Referee Simon Jones drops into place and begins the count. ONE…TWO… and somehow, out of sheer instinct, Jeff Jackson manages to get a shoulder up and break the pinfall count.

TEX: Gee, had Referee Jones been a half second quicker to start his pinfall count this match would be over and Dmitri would be the winner.

DUFF: Keep dreaming Tex! Referee Jones was in place quick enough, but Dmitri was too slow to hold the pinning combination.

Dmitri gets up and goes after Jeff Jackson again. Jackson sees him coming and lands a hard fist into the midsection of Dmitri which slows him down a little. Dmitri is only temporarily deterred but each time he continues going after Jackson, Jeff hits him in the stomach with a hard fist, knocking the wind out of Dmitri. Jackson gets to his feet and grabs Dmitri by the arm and whips him hard into the ropes, where Dmitri hits the barbed wire on his back as he rebounds off the ropes. Jackson grabs Dmitri in his arms on the rebound and flips and body slams Dmitri while he is on top of him. Jeff quickly hooks the legs of Dmitri and goes for the pin. Referee Simon Jones is a little out of position and by the time he drops for the count, Jackson can only get a two count on Dmitri before Dmitri kicks out.

DUFF: Ahem! So, Tex, are you please going to complain how Referee Jones was grossly out of position, slow to get into position, thereby screwing Jeff Jackson out of the pinfall that time?

TEX: No, not at all. Referee Jones was in the right place at the right time.

DUFF: Aaarrrggghhh!!! You are insane!

Jeff Jackson is not at all happy by the slow count on the part of Referee Jones and he gets into the face of Simon Jones to let him know that. While he is arguing with Referee Jones, Dmitri gets to his feet and he is sneaking up behind Jackson to take advantage of him. Dmitri has the metal trash can lid in his hand and he is ready to bring it down hard on Jackson. Jeff can read something in the Referee’s eyes and he quickly turns around and catches Dmitri in a choke hold, causing Dmitri to drop the metal trash can lid to the mat. Jackson then lifts Dmitri off his feet by the neck in preparation to choke slam him to the mat, but Dmitri manages to kick Jackson in the stomach with his foot. This causes Jeff to drop Dmitri to the mat. Dmitri doesn’t stay on the mat long before getting back to his feet. Dmitri has a demonic look on his face again and Jackson starts to back off him as he continues to wonder what he has to do to keep Dmitri down. Dmitri approaches Jackson and lands a few kicks to the midsection of Jeff and then he pulls his head under his arm and drops Jackson into a DDT, driving his head hard into the metal trash can lid on the mat. Dmitri quickly pulls Jeff Jackson to his feet and Suplexes him to the mat. Finally Dmitri drags Jackson to his feet, grabs him by the arm, and whips Jeff into the last corner where the C4 Explosives have not yet been detonated. The force of Jackson hitting the corner causes the C4 Explosives to detonate, which tosses Jeff Jackson across the ring directly at Dmitri. Dmitri sees Jeff flying toward him so he runs toward the flying Jackson with his arm out and lands a vicious clothesline to the throat of Jeff, causing Jackson to do a back flip and land hard on the mat. Dmitri then drags Jackson to his feet and he executes his DDT finisher by placing Jackson into a DDT position and dropping him hard into the mat. Dmitri then quickly rolls Jackson on his back, covers him, and hooks his legs for the cover. Referee Jones is in position this time and he drops for the count. ONE…TWO…THREE!!! Referee Jones gets up, taps Dmitri on the back, and tells him to get off Jackson, which he does.

TEX: Wow, I surely wasn’t expecting an ending quite like that!

DUFF: Yeah, me either. I surely thought Jeff Jackson was going to win this match.

STORMY CANYON: Here is the winner of this match, by pinfall, DMITRIIIII!!!!

Referee Simon Jones raises the hand of Dmitri in victory to a mostly positive reaction from the crowd in Des Moines. Jones drops the hand of Dmitri and Dmitri leaves the ring, walks up the ramp, and returns through the backstage curtains to his dressing room. Our attention is drawn toward the ring where Paramedics have entered the ring to check on the status of Jeff Jackson. We see Jackson wave off the Paramedics and exit the ring under his own power to a mixed reaction from of the crowd.

Winner: Dmitri

The arena is going nuts as the shot cuts into Tex and Duff, who are standing by with some sort of annoucement.

Tex: Folks, it appears that the International champion wants to have a word with the fans this week!

Duff: Too bad he’s not here this week, Tex, because I wanted to see him do what he does best in the ring!

Tex: Well, Duff, he got the week off, but I wouldn’t worry your pretty little head there – he’ll be back next week in action.

Duff: But I can’t help but wonder, right now, what his announcement is, Tex?

As if on cue, the entire arena goes dark and the Titantron flickers on, showing Metamania in a red blazer, white button-up shirt with a blue tie on. He’s wearing black slacks with dress shoes to match it, a green mask covering his face. On his left shoulder is the International title. He’s standing somewhere in his large mansion, looking straight at the camera as the crowd erupt without warning, chanting his name profusely. Metamania basks in the attention for a second, smiling at the camera briefly before it drops and he stares into the camera intensly.

Metamania: So a week has gone by and I have been on a week’s worth of vacation. While I was gone, celebrating my recent victory against four cockroaches that didn’t stand a chance in hell with me, it appears that some things have happened in my absence. The only thing that stands out, in my mind, is Fang and Goth doing the one thing that we all expected from the beginning and that was to create an alliance. An alliance so big, they think it can’t be crushed. Well, I got news for you, Goth and Fang. I have plans for the both of you. I won’t be revealing them yet, because I too have to have my own secrets to protect! But in due time, I will be doing something that neither of you could never imagine and sooner or later, you will be bowing to me. That’s right, Goth – you heard me correctly! You will be bowing to me and I will enjoy every second of it! How, you ask? All in due time! But right now, I wish to make an announcement! You see, Fang keeps me on calling me a liar for promises that I have given, but could never keep. He’s all too wrong. The moment Goth sealed my fate and unfortunately allowed me to become Universal and International champion, at the time, I did not like it at all. I was glad to vacate the International title, but I had to move on with the Universal championship, for I simply had no other choice in the matter. None! Who better than to serve the public as the rightful champion on top of the world? I kept the championship for a good long while, then I lost it to Hank Henry III. That’s fine by me, I’ll always find a way back to the top. Just like how I did last week, isn’t that right, folks?

The audience cheered so loudly that’d one would think the entire arena would explode. The noise died down, several minutes later, and the current International champion resumed speaking once more.

Metamania: Now, one of the things that I promised Fang was that I would grant him a rematch for one of the belts that I was holding. It didn’t matter if it was Universal or International. Now that I am back on top of the International division, where I rightfully belong once more, I shall grant Fang that chance. Fang, you heard me – I want you in a match, ONE ON ONE!

Tex: OH MY GOD! Did you just hear that, Duff? Metamania has called out Fang, giving him a rematch for the International title!

Duff: That’s gonna be HUGE! Fang vs Metamania for the International title at the next PPV!

Metamania: Fang, it’s time that you either put up or shut up! I wanted our last match to end without any interferences and that didn’t happen at all. So I suggest you listen up Goth, because I don’t give two damns what you think now! This match is to be between me and your brother, at the next PPV. And I’m going to raise the stakes a bit. In fact, Fang, I want this match to be so big, so grand, that no one in the world can do it better than anyone else can. And how can we prove that without any interference, Fang? Very simply – I want this match, for the PPV, to be….A HELL IN A CELL MATCH!

Duff: Oh my…I really hope Metamania knows what he is getting himself into!

Tex: Trust me, Duff, he’s a professional! He knows what he is doing!

Metamania: Now, Fang, you can either answer the challenge this week or next week, when I return. But either way, the ball is in your court now. I am not doing this to prove your stupid, ridiculous point – that you can beat me time and time again. This time, Fang, all the gloves are off. No one will be able to help you – you’re mine for the worst beating you will ever receive. I won’t be going easy on you, Fang, because one way or another, I will walk out of that cell as the current International champion! But it’s all up to you – if you do decide to accept my challenge, don’t say that I didn’t warn you. Your ass will be mine to kick all over the arena at the next PPV, if you decide to accept the rematch! I’ll be seeing you all next week, so farewell for now!

Suddenly the Golden Age of Grotesque hits and the arrival of the owner of the AWA is evident as Metamania looks at the entrance way and sees Goth and his brother walk out to the arena as the fans boo them.

Goth: Who are you to make matches bitch? As I recall is that I am the boss around here and you are just merely a puppet that got lucky in your last few title wins. So to show you that I am a man of principles, I will give you a chance to get the match that you want.... You will wrestle next week in a non title match against a guy that I feel is already making a name for himself... Until that I break him of course

Both Goth and Fang laugh as Metamania starts to fume from the mouth as he shows his anger towards them

Goth: Oh but don't worry Metamania... You will have my brother at the PPV as he will become International Champion and then will challenge the winner of this months PPV. It will be the greatest night of me and my brother as The Family will own all.... And for next week champ? You and Chase Tomlin in a Tables Match.... Have a nice day idiot

With that Goth's music hits and the two brothers walk out leaving Metamania wondering what to do next

Hank Henry III vs. Chris Shipman

Tex: After what happened in the PPV, Hank Henry III is looking to reclaim his title and this may be the first step in the process for him!

Duff: But to Chris Shipman, Tex, he hasn’t been the Universal champion yet and will have to pull out all the stops if he’s to earn victory for himself and a shot against Marissa Swanson for the Universal title!

Stormy: This match is scheduled for one fall! Whoever wins this match will become the #1 contender that will be granted the right to challenge the current AWA Unviersal champion for the Universal championship at the upcoming PPV! Introducing first, from Ellis, New York, weighing at 248 lbs…..HANK HENRY III!

Hank Henry comes out with his limping manager Chaplin Graves, they discuss the pro and cons of the upcoming match, if the mood suits them one of them play to the crowd. Sometimes he wears a cowboy hat.

Duff: Hank Henry III is talking with Chaplin Graves rapidly as he is eyeing the ramp, awaiting his opponent. Chris Shipman better have some sort of backup plan if he really wants the win that badly this week.

Tex: Maybe that was his game plan all along – not show up until today and try to prove himself as a man of action, not words.

Stormy: Introducing his opponent, from the Georgian Backwoods, weighing at 235 lbs…..CHRIS SHIPMAN!!!!!!!!!!

The arena lights go out as the opening to Du Hast begins blaring. Strobe lights begin flashing as green purple and red spotlights move up and down the ramp and ring as the drums kick in. Smoke fills the curtain area as Shipman walks out from behind it and quickly moves down to the ring in his ripped jeans and noose. He just walks by fans reaching out to touch him and get hi 5's. He gets in the ring and tosses the noose to the floor as the lights go back to normal and the music fades. He shows a sadistic grin as Chaplin Graves exits the ring, Hank Henry III just shaking his head, back and forth, with complete disgust as the bell rings.

Duff: But both of them backed off, since neither could gain an advantage over the other, and now are just circling around the ring.

Hank Henry starts the offense with a wild swing that Chris is able to avoid easily, spinning around him and grabbing him by the waist. Chris then goes for a German suplex, but his grip wasn’t tight enough, allowing Hank to flip and land on his feet. Chris turns around, gets hit in the abdomen, followed by his face slamming to the ground, thanks to a quick DDT from Hank. Hank goes for the pin by hooking the leg, but Chris gets his shoulder up at the count of tow. Hank rises back to his feet and kicks down Chris a bit before lifting him back. Suddenly, Hank is quickly blinded by Chris’s snake eyes. Hank staggers back, but gets thrown to the ground as Chris executes a Lou Thez press and lands on top of his opponent. He swings his punches, from left to right, gaining some measure of offense, Hank trying to block them, but he feels some pain regardless, Chris back on his feet. He goes for the Boston Crab and even gets the move in, hurting Hank Henry III a bit, enjoying the scream that he makes. Hank Henry III slowly crawls over to the ropes, Chaplin Graves watching from the outside intently, shouting some encouragement to his protégé. Minutes later, Hank grabs the bottom rope and the referee yells at Chris to let go, which he reluctantly does so. Suddenly, we see Chaplin Graves take out a fork and quickly hands it over to Hank Henry III. As Chris walks past the referee and grabs Hank by the feet, he doesn’t see the fork until a second later, as Hank tries to stab him in the eye with it. But Chris moves his face away in time and quickly stomps into Hank’s stomach, forcing him to drop the fork. The referee kicks the fork away, Chaplin scowling angrily at him, as Chris plants a few elbow drops. Then he hits the ropes and executes a legdrop, which also connects, then goes for a pin of his own, but Hank kicked out at the count of two. Chris picks him up and tries to irish whips him in the upper-left corner, but Hank reverses it and Chris’s chest gets slammed into the post instead. Taking out his wind, Chris staggers back and becomes the victim of a suplex from behind! Hank slowly regains his footing, shaking it off, Chris still down from the impact moments earlier. Hank returns the favor as he hooks on an armbar from the ground, Ju-Jitsu style. Chaplin is shocked to see his protégé do something unusual this time, but resumes to shout encouragement, as Chris is screaming from the top of his lungs. Near the bottom rope, he somehow manages to land one foot on it, the referee quickly seeing it and now telling Hank to get off him, which he does so. He rolls backward, getting on his feet once more, then picks up Chris Shipman and pushes him into the upper-left corner once again. He unleashes a flurry of punches that connect to Chris’s head and stomach, but Chris kicks him in the gut, reverses positions, and takes the wind out of Hank with his own flurry of punches. Sensing that the end is near, he hoists Hank onto the top of the turnbuckle and then raises him up for LONDON CALLING!!!!!

Tex: It looks like Chris Shipman may get his shot at the Universal title after all!

Duff: No, WAIT A MINUTE! Hank Henry just turned the tides on Chris Shipman!

Once again, the grip on Hank Henry wasn’t good enough as Hank somehow managed to slip through, grabbing Chris’s neck and executing a quick 360 DDT, causing Chris to lose complete focus. Hank is heavily breathing from the move as he stands up, watching Chris stumbling around the ring in a daze. He takes the advantage, rushing up to him, kicking him in the groin and finishes off Chris Shipman with THE COMMUNIST CLOTHSLINE! Shipman is knocked out cold from the move as Hank Henry hooks the leg and the referee counts it in….1…..2…..3! The referee immediately calls for the bell as Hank Henry slowly stands up and looks down at Chris Shipman, once again shaking his head in disgust, then feels his arm being raised by the referee.

Stormy: Here is your winner and officially the #1 contender for the AWA Universal championship…..HANK HENRY III!

Duff: If Chris Shipman hadn’t lost that grip of his, he would be the man of the hour tonight, but Hank was able to get out of his finisher in time and completely surprise Shipman!

Tex: That said, Duff, Hank Henry III will once again get himself a rematch against Marissa Swanson for the AWA Universal title at the next PPV! That should be a great match to watch!

As the referee checks up on Chris Shpiman now, Chaplin Graves picks up the fork off the floor and rolls into the ring, Hank Henry III helping him get up and the two celebrate his victory as we go into a commercial.

winner: Hank Henry III

A door opens in the back hallway and inside we can see that Stacy Kissinger is just finishing changing for the main event. She’s tapped on the shoulder from behind by the person that just entered her room. She turns and freaks out a bit when she sees that it’s the AWA General Manager, Jay Gold. The crowd in the arena can be heard booing as Jay leaves a hand on Stacy’s left shoulder, which is bare since Stacy always wears a bikini or tube top to the ring…in this case a sparkling black bikini.

Stacy: Ya know, ya coulda knocked. I coulda very much been naked fer all you know!

Jay: You would have loved that too much. I know you still want me in bed. But you see, it’s not going to happen. I’m going to make sure that Marissa beats you. And when that happens tonight Stacy, you can’t chase after me. I’m going to come out there too and just laugh at you.

Stacy: Ya know, that’s cold. But I’ve come to expect that from ya my cousin. Ya know, afta all that ya’ve done to Marissa the past couple of weeks.

Jay: Oh that. That was nothing. Tonight is everything. By the way, remember when I said I was going to come to the ring? Well…

Stacy: Well what?

Stacy gives the General Manager one of those questioning looks of hers. Jay produces a piece of rope from his right pocket of his pants.

Stacy: AHA! I knew ya wanted me!

Jay: Um, no. This is just so I know that you won’t run from wrestling tonight. I know what we talked about earlier this week in my conference, but I decided that you couldn’t be trusted Stace. So turn around…I’ll lead you out there myself.

Jay Gold stands there holding out the rope, waiting for Stacy turn her back to him. She just glares at him.

Jay: Hey, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. It’s your choice…and the only choice that you have tonight.

Stacy thinks about it for a bit before moving left and then quickly juking to the ring. However Stacy’s still caught at the door by the General Manager, where he’s able to grab Stacy by the arms and tie her wrists behind her back.

Jay: Perfect. And from what the clock tells me, it’s time for the Main Event. I’ll only let you free once you’re at ringside. I promise.

Stacy stamps her feet as Jay now begins to lead her out to the hallway towards the arena.

Tex: Wow. I don’t know what that’s all about, but it seems as if our esteemed General Manager has enjoyed his time fooling around with these two young ladies the past few weeks.

Duff: He better stop it! I’m the one that should be playing around with them. NOT HIM!!!

Tex: Another week and you still haven’t changed.

Duff: Why should I? I’m proud of who I am!

Tex: Anyways, while Duff gets ready to drool throughout the entire main event, we’ll take a short break. When we do come back the AWA President of Public Relations makes her return to the ring, taking on her protégé, the current AWA Universal Champion, Marissa Swanson.

Duff: I can’t wait!!!

Main Event

Ordered by AWA GM Jay Gold

Stacy Kissinger vs. Marissa Swanson

Stormy: The following contest is your main event and it is scheduled for one fall. Introducing fir-

Stormy’s quickly interrupted by the sounds of “Until The Day I Die” by Story of the Year as the arena turns into a huge cluster of boos. Jay Gold appears from behind the curtain, escorting Stacy Kissinger who walks beside him with her head down, wearing a sparkling black bikini. She tries to walk faster than Jay to free herself, but Jay holds her back, making Stacy take her time, obviously enjoying the moment.

Tex: While Stacy has chased after Jay, there’s really no reason for what Jay Gold has done these past few weeks. And now it all culminates right here and right now, because if Stacy loses to our AWA Universal Champion, she has no chance with the General Manager.

Duff: Good! She’ll have her chance with me! And I won’t deny her!

Tex: Of course you wouldn’t.

Jay leads Stacy down to the ringside area. It’s here that he has Stacy sit on the ring apron. He unties Stacy’s wrists and Stacy rolls into the ring and away from the General Manager. In the ring, Stormy Canyon is speechless and can’t even continue her introduction. Jay Gold’s entrance music fades out as Stacy shakes out her wrists being that she’s no longer bound.

Duff: Her hands are no longer tied physically, but mentally they are. It’s either beat her protégé or not have a chance at Jay Gold. I know which one I’d pick! I’d allow Marissa to pin me!

Tex: We’ll see what happens.

Stormy Canyon has her head raised again and has seemingly regained some words.

Stormy: And her opponent, from Franklin, Tennessee…she is the current AWA Universal Champion…THE main character…Marissa Swansoooooon!!!

The sound of cameras flashing can be heard as the AWA jumbotron lights up to show Marissa standing on a red carpet. The scene zooms out a bit to show that she's surrounded by cameramen. A reporter ducks in through the cameramen and reach Marissa to ask her a question.

Reporter: Are you sure that you're ready for the big time?

Marissa continues to stand there and look very pretty.

Reporter: Marissa? What's your answer?

Marissa: I'll be fine. I may be young, but I'm smart and I know what I want. Daddy has helped me to get this far. Trust me when I say that I'll be well taken care of.

Reporter: Well you heard it here folks! Marissa Swanson heads your way and she says that she'll be okay!

The scene on the jumbotron fades as the beginning of "Party In The USA" by Miley Cyrus begins to play. Shots of Marissa growing up on the jumbotron fade in and out until Marissa Swanson appears from out of the backstage area, the AWA Universal Championship belt strapped around her waist. She stands on the stage for a few seconds soaking in her surroundings before making her move down the wrestler ramp towards the ring, not really liking the fact that Jay Gold is at the ringside area. As she turns to look at the crowd in attendance, any fans that are nice to wave at her or blow a kiss to her catches her attention and she gives them one back. As she gets to the ring and passes by the General Manager, she climbs up the steel steps and up to the top rope. Meanwhile on the jumbotron, some shots of Marissa having fun at the beach play. All the men hoot and holler as Marissa now does a picture-perfect backflip off the top rope. Marissa then puts her arms up into the air before pulling them back down. As soon as her hands are down she turns and sees Stacy and actually mimics Stacy’s questioning look that she did backstage.

Tex: This match should be rather interesting being that Stacy has virtually taught Marissa everything that she knows. Not to mention that Marissa might not know about some of the moves that Stacy’s capable of.

Referee Simon Jones calls for the bell to begin the contest and it goes off at ringside. Marissa hands the Universal Championship over to Simon who hands it to one of the ringside attendants. Marissa then just looks at Stacy and Stacy looks back.

Duff: I don’t think either one of them wants to make a move! They like each other too much!

At ringside Jay Gold pounds the apron and yells at the two girls to fight like they mean it. Stacy shakes her head but gets close to Marissa and grabs her by the shoulders. Stacy knees Marissa right in the gut, but Marissa comes right back and cuts Stacy down to the mat by nailing her foot right against Stacy’s left leg. Marissa goes behind Stacy now and places her right hand on the back of Stacy’s head. She pushes Stacy’s head forward, but Stacy is able to stop her head from hitting the canvas. She quickly gets back to her feet as Marissa takes a step back, showing that she respects the veteran that is in many ways a friend to her.

However Stacy doesn’t look very friendly right now as she’s seething a bit from how Marissa was able to recover from that kick to the abdomen so fast. Stacy goes to rattle Marissa’s cage for the second time, but Marissa this time catches Stacy’s flying foot. Stacy hops around a bit but Marissa is eventually able to swing Stacy around once a bit in the air. She ends up tossing Stacy a few feet towards the far corner. Marissa sees that she has Stacy down and she goes for the first pinfall attempt of the match.

1!

2!

Stacy kicks out and then quickly sees that Marissa’s head is very close to her. Stacy places her legs upwards and snatches them right around Marissa’s head. Marissa starts flailing her arms around, now in a decent bit of trouble.

Duff: OH MY GOSH! I wish Stacy had me in that!!!

Tex: OH MY GOSH! I wish I could slosh a big bucket of cold water on you!!!

Marissa keeps flailing, but then with her eyes she sees that she’s not too far away from a set of ropes. She moves herself a bit and is able to grasp on to them. The referee calls for the rope break and Stacy removes her legs from around her protégé’s head. Marissa gasps for air and Stacy allows for her to recover. Jay sees this at ringside and is showing a bit of frustration, looking up at Stacy. Stacy talks out to him, telling him to calm down. This one lapse of judgment though gives Marissa an open window. She gets back up and climbs to the second rope. She comes off of the rope with a missile dropkick. Stacy falls to the canvas and Marissa takes command. Jay’s happy now as he knows that it might be all over for Stacy pretty quickly. He tells Marissa to go to the top rope, but Marissa shakes her head NO at the General Manager!!!

Duff: She’s undermining authority!

Tex: Can you blame her after what Jay did to her last week at ThanksKilling Massacre?

Duff: All he did was show the world how beautiful Marissa really is! He’s the one that brought her out of her shell!

Tex: By publicly humiliating her, sure.

Marissa pulls Stacy up and seemingly asks her if she’s okay. Stacy nods before she says out loud to Marissa that she’s sorry. Stacy then suddenly grabs Marissa’s head, turns it and nails Marissa with the American Kiss.

Duff: Holy Sh-!

Tex covers Duff’s mouth at the announce table as Stacy rolls Marissa over and goes for the cover. Referee Simon Jones counts it.

1!

Jay Gold gets up onto the ring apron.

2!

Jay goes to step into the ring and Referee Simon Jones stands up and tells him to get off the apron. Stacy meanwhile stops pinning Marissa and stands up herself. She goes over to Jay and rears back her hand, looking to smack him across the side of the face, but right as she’s about to let it fly, she stops and smiles at Jay all of a sudden. Jay smiles too and then leans forward, giving Stacy a kiss on the lips!

Duff: What?!

Tex: What the? Don’t tell me that this is all just a set-up! They’re both after Marissa, aren’t they?

Duff: I don’t know what to think at this point Tex!

Marissa is just coming to and sees the two breaking off their kiss. She gets to her feet and goes to pull Stacy down from behind into a rollup. Stacy however doesn’t go down. She turns and pushes Marissa clean away from her. Marissa lands on her butt and we can see that her eyes are beginning to well up. She looks up at Stacy and seems to ask “Why?” Stacy gets closer and closer to Marissa. When she gets to her, she pulls Marissa up by the hair and goes to hit Marissa with another American Kiss. However Marissa counters it into a bulldog of her own!

Tex: This one’s not over! She may have just been betrayed by her mentor, but Marissa still has fight in her!

Duff: I would too if that happened to me! I just want to know though how much more emotional bullcrap Marissa will be able to put up with before she completely breaks down.

Marissa breathes heavily as she now goes to the nearest turnbuckle. Not wasting any time when she gets there, she flies off with the Swan Dive. Right before she gets to Stacy’s torso though, Stacy gets her knees up. Marissa goes off of them and moans out loud in pain. Stacy gets back to her feet as Jay Gold now directs traffic. He tells her to hoist Marissa up, which Stacy does. Stacy lifts Marissa into the air a bit and locks in a full nelson. Marissa writhes in pain as Jay stands there, clapping his hands in approval. Stacy then suddenly plants Marissa to the mat face first out of the full nelson. Stacy licks her lips before she rolls Marissa over, expecting an easy pinfall and victory.

1!

2!

For whatever reason, Stacy rolls off of Marissa before Referee Simon Jones can go and count three. The Des Moines crowd murmurs, wondering why Stacy didn’t finish the Universal Champion off. Stacy goes over to Jay and then whispers something into his ear. Jay looks at her but gives her the green light. Stacy smiles her famous Kissinger smile again before quickly kissing Jay on the left cheek. Stacy then waits for Marissa to begin to get to her feet.

Tex: We could be witnessing the end of young Marissa’s career here tonight.

Marissa finally does begin to struggle to get to her feet. As she gets about halfway up, Stacy suddenly lays down on the mat on her back. Jay shrugs out on the apron and then drops down to the floor. Marissa sees that Stacy is down on the mat and goes to pin her, laying her body across Stacy’s chest. Referee Simon Jones is confused but goes to make the count anyway.

1!

2!

3!!!

Referee Simon Jones calls for the bell as everyone in the crowd is unsure of what happened. Even Tex and Duff both look clueless. Marissa rolls off of Stacy as she’s announced as the winner, by yet another confused onlooker in the arena, Stormy Canyon.

Stormy: Here is your winner…the AWA Universal Champion…Marissa Swanson!

Stacy stands up now and swipes Stormy’s microphone out of her hand.

Stacy: Congrats Marissa. I wanted to tell ya that I’m sorry fer what I did a few moments ago. It was all part of the plan though, to make these pathetic worms out here actually believe that I was gonna turn on ya. So in a way now, we both have what we wanted. Jay Gold here is a genius and he and I are now OFFICIALLY boyfriend/girlfriend, being that he hasn’t been satisfied with that trophy wife of his for quite some time now…and ya got anotha win on yer record Marissa. But not only that, ya also will be gettin’ a very special deal soon, one that ya need to except. It’ll boost yer career even more than it is right now. You’ll get what ya ultimately want Marissa. Everyone on this planet will know yer name. Trust me.

Marissa looks at Stacy, a bit unsure. It takes a few more moments before finally Marissa cracks a wry grin of her own and hugs Stacy. Stacy tosses the microphone back towards Stormy as the two ladies slide out of the ring. Jay Gold joins them and stands in between them as the crowd really rains down the boos now, seeing that the whole main event was basically a double-cross against the AWA fans.

Tex: This is really low! Even Goth accepting Fang into the Family wasn’t this bad. I never thought Jay Gold would stoop to such levels, but he has. And as far as Stacy and Marissa are concerned, it seems that they’re getting EXACTLY what they want!

Duff: Oh well, I think I’ll go back there and ask them for Marissa’s arm since Stacy’s no longer available!

Tex: No you won’t! You’ll tell the people out there that we’ll see them next week on Insomnia! I can’t do it because I’m just so sickened by those 3!

Duff: Well Tex, being that you just took my line from me, let’s just watch the very smart trio leave the arena. You may not agree with what just happened, but I’m fine with it. They showed the world tonight that they don’t care about the fans. They only care about what’s right for them!

A shot of Jay Gold walking in between the 2 lovely young ladies up the rampway is shown before Insomnia fades out to black, a mass of boos still being heard as it does so…

Winner: Marissa Swanson

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