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The scene opens up to an opening shot of Monday Night Insomnia, live at the MGM Grande in Las Vegas, Nevada. The crowd is restless as they wait in anticipation for this weeks chapter of Insomnia.

Tex: Good evening, and welcome to another edition of Monday Night Insomnia! We have an action packed card ready to go, just as soon as we get the ball rolling.

Duff: And to top everything off, we're in Vegas baby! Bring on the hookers and gambling rings!

Tex: Duff, this is a family oriented show. There will be no hookers!

All of a sudden, "War Zone" By Slayer hits the PA system, as some fans cheer, others boo while John Irons can be seen walking out in a custom made, black silk suit and his trademarked Oakley sunglasses. He walks casually down to the ring, and pauses for a moment before stepping into the ring.

Duff: I wonder why John Irons is out here?

Tex: I don't know, Duff. Do you think Goth sent him out?

Duff: Shh!!! He's about to speak!

Irons waits a moment while the crowd dies down a bit. He removes his sun shades and places them into his breast pocket. He raises the microphone up to his face and begins to address the people.

Irons: Hello Las Vegas, Nevada! Welcome to...

CROWD: THE ASYLUM!

Irons: We have a great show for you tonight, but first and foremost I have an announcement to make.

Tex: Announcement?

Duff: We didn't get that memo!

Tex: That's probably due to the fact that....you know what...never mind. Idiot.

Duff: Idiotsayswhat.

Tex: What?

Irons: Goth has taken this past week off, due to pressing matters at Asylum International HQ and in his stead, he has left me in charge for this week. So this is what we have lined up for tonight: First off, in the main event we have Canis and Toxic Angel battling it out for a chance at Rex Butler's Universal Championship Belt. Then we have a triple threat title match that pits the current champ Fang against Jason Stevens....and Metamania.

Next we have a match with one of our own wrestling greats Bulldog Bill Barnhart takes on Michael Hyde. And lastly we have newcomer Nick Warner challenging our very own resident serial killer Glenn Frank. It should be a hell of a show, and we may even have some surprises for you. So Stormy, take it away!

"War Zone" By Slayer hits the PA system as John Irons exits the ring and heads to the back. Stormy Canyon steps up into the ring to announce the first match, however the scene cuts backstage as the Vegas Strip is lit up with the night life. The man in black can be see getting out of his Limo to make his way inside the MGM Grand. He’s in a black silk shirt, black dress pants and dress shoes. A bag is slung over his shoulder as the crowd mobs him. He stops briefly to sign autographs, but not everyone gets a chance to get one. He is missing his International title which is in the hands of Jason Stevens, but he is still walking like a champion. Page Harris walks up to him with Mic in hand.

Page: Fang, it looks like tonight you have a tough match against you. You face both Jason Stevens, and Metamania to retain the International Title in a Triple Threat match. Your opponents have been bad mouthing you…

Fang: You mean foul mouthing me. Listen, Page, there is only one outcome for tonight. There is only one person who will be the International Champion at the end of this match tonight and that is going to be Me, The Beast Who Will Be King.

Fang is about to walk way when Marty McFarge gets in his face.

McFarge: Listen, That title is the rightful property of Jason Stevens. It belongs to him and only him and nobody, NO BODY is going to get in his way

McFarge nods to someone behind Fang. Curtis Ramon comes in and hits Fang with a steel chair. Fang is sent reeling as the crowd parts. Ramon keeps swinging away with the chair, trying to once again solve a problem for Stevens. Fang ducks the chair and grabs a trash can from the craft services area. He tosses it towards Ramon. Ramon swats it with the chair, but this has given Fang time to get in position and hit a Fatal Shot on Ramon. Ramon is on the ground, and Fang grabs the chair. He brings it up and slams it down on Ramon’s back. Fang drives the edge of the chair into the back of Ramon. McFarge comes up and slams Fang with another chair, but Fang just turns and looks at McFarge. The Sneer on his face says it all. McFarge begins to run, but Fang tosses the chair at his leg and the piggly man falls on his face. Fang stalks McFarge As McFarge gets up Fang scoops him up and holds him over his shoulders. He then drops Jason Steven’s manager on the left side of his body and bring his repaired knee up to the man’s chin. McFarge goes rigid as he hit’s the floor. Fang looks down with a sneer on his face and walks away. Page runs over as a recovering Curtis Ramon crawls over to Marty.

Ramon: Marty? Hey Marty?

Page: He’s out cold. Fang just dropped Marty McFarge on his repaired knee and knocked him out.

Tex: Looks like the old dog did learn some new tricks

Duff: Looks like The Beast is ready. I don’t like how this looks for Stevens and Metamania.

The hall way is empty, a place of solitude and reflection. Half way down this hall way sits Nick Warner who is in a meditative state. After a few moments his realizes there is a camera in front of him.

Nick Warner: I’m sure everyone is wondering what is going through the rookies mind. Will he crack under the pressure, will it all be talk. Or is he prepared to back up every word he said and take that first step towards greatness. I know what you want to happen Glenn and I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to disappoint you. I don’t crack under pressure, I don’t care if I’m in front of fifty of five thousand people it doesn’t take away from my focus. My focus is you Glenn and your absolute destruction. Two men will walk to that ring tonight, one man will walk out. Your insanity ends here tonight and for good.

The camera backs off as Nick continues his meditation.

Tex: For the first time in their professional careers at the AWA, Glenn Frank and Nick Warner will go one on one to see who comes out the better man tonight!

Duff: I look forward to seeing how this one turns out, Tex. Both men seem to be capable of destruction and mayhem and I, for one, love both!

Stormy: This match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from New Mexico, weighing at 250 lbs - GLEN "BLOOD LUST" FRANK!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“Bodies” By Drowning Pool hits the PA speakers, as red and white strobe lights hit the arena. Blood Lust is seen at the top of the ramp way and makes his way down to the ring. He pays no attention to the crowd, or anything else. He slides into the ring through the bottom rope, and stands in the center of the ring, looking down. A large explosion goes off and he comes to life ready to tear his opponent apart.

Stormy: Introducing his opponent this evening, from Brooklyn, NY, weighing at 330 lbs......NICK WARNER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Sleeping Giant" begins to fill the AWA Arena as the lights dim. Blue strobes begin to flash as smoke fills the entrance way. From the entrance way burst Nick Warner. He begins to psych himself up as he stomps his way down the ramp and into the ring. He walks up the steps and steps over the top rope. Warner stands in the middle of the ring taking in the electricity as his music dies down and he moves to his corner.

Duff: Both men are sizing each other up at the center of the ring, Glenn looking up at Nick Warner, who is a monster. Has a huge advantage over him in terms of both height and weight, Tex.

Tex: Yeah, but I wouldn't count a guy like Glenn Frank out already, Duff. His opponent may be taller, but as we've seen in recent weeks, he's capable of doing plenty of damage, especially after what he did to Rex Butler after his match with him was over.

Nick Warner and Glenn Frank lock horns in the middle of the ring, but Nick pushes away Glenn to the lower-left corner. Glenn tries to rise back to his feet, but as he does so, he gets squashed by Nick, who takes a few steps back as Glenn comes forward, moving clumsily towards his foe. Nick scoops up his opponent and executes a sidewalk slam, then he hits the ropes and lands a legdrop unto Glenn's chest. He goes for the first pin already, but Glenn gets the shoulder up at the count of two. Nick gets back on his feet, then picks up Glenn and goes for a swinging clothesline, but Glenn ducks underneath it and executes a quick low dropkick, enough force to make Nick get on one knee. Then Glenn hits the ropes, comes from behind Nick, grabs his neck, and retaliates with a swinging neckbreaker, leaving Nick stunned. Glenn gets on top of the giant and manages to get a few punch shots into the face. But Nick gets his opponent's head by the top and headbutts him, causing Glenn to roll off him, clutching his face in pain. Nick gets up, shakes off the cobwebs, and then goes towards his opponent, kicking him down like a dog, Glenn absorbing the blows. However, at the last kick, somehow Glenn catches him and slowly rises to his feet, holding it with a sadistic grin on his face. But Nick wipes out that grin with an improvised enziguri out of nowhere, causing him to fall onto the met, face first. Nick rolls him over, then hooks the leg, but as the referee almost count to three, he stopped, seeing Glenn's other foot somehow on the bottom turnbuckle. Nick drags Glenn away by his hands, but Glenn kicks him in the face harshly, Nick staggering back, now clutching his own face, trying to shake off the pain. Glenn kips up to his feet, turns around, and begins to slap the giant on the chest a few times before trying to send him to the other side of the ring. When he returns, Glenn plants a big boot onto his face, but Nick doesn't feel much of the pain, just a little bit. Frustrated, Glenn then goes for another low drop kick, which forces Nick to kneel once more, only this time Glenn follows it up with a swift DDT. Glenn then goes for a pin, but at the count of two, Nick shoves him away with tremendous force. In rage, Glenn kicks him down, putting the boots into him, screaming at his face with taunts, then he picks up the big man and tries to go for a suplex, but Nick blocks it and goes for a chokeslam. Glenn counters by quickly getting out of his grasp, lands on his feet, then rolls up Nick in a pretzel package. At the count of two, Nick kicks out and the two men are back on their feet. The two then exchange heated punches at each other, neither of them gaining the advantage, both refusing to quit. Then, somehow, Glenn ducks an incoming punch and throws in an improvised spinning heel kick, stunning the big man. As Nick is in progress of falling onto the mat, stunned, he manages to whip out one last counterattack, a stunning clothesline that sends Glenn toppling to the mat. Both men are down, breathing hard, unable to move, so the referee starts to count them out, along with the audience. 1.......2.......3......4.....both men are starting to stir. 5......6......7....8....both men are crawling to the ropes and reach them. 9......both men are trying to get up, even though the magnitude of each blow was too much.....9....both try to rise up....then exhaustion gave out as the referee and the audience got to the count of ten as both men roll over to the middle of the ring, unable to move at all.!

Stormy: Ladies and gentleman, the end result is a double countout, meaning that this match has ended IN A DRAW!

Duff: Oh man! I was hoping to get more action between these two!

Tex: I have a feeling they will fight again very soon, Duff, because it certainly won't be over between these two! Wait...what happened to the lights?

As soon as the match is over, the lights go pitch black as screams throughout the arena can be heard. Sounds can be heard from the ring that sound like blows being landed, and metal hitting flesh. A moment goes by and the noises stop. The lights come back on, and there is a blood splatter stain inside the ring, and Nick Warren and Glenn Frank are nowhere to be seen.

Duff: Oh God! Did that monster kill Nick Warren?

Tex: He...I don't know! But it seems like something happen...

All of a sudden the Tron comes to life as we see Glenn Frank dragging Nick Warren through the backstage area, with a small trail of blood following him. Glenn stops and picks up the large man of Nick Warren and stuffs him into a garbage can. The camera pans in and we see that Nick is alive, and breathing, just bleeding like a stuck pig and out of it. Glenn looks to the camera and smiles a vicious and evil grin.

Glenn Frank: We told him, win or lose it does not matter. We would be making an example out of him. When he wakes up, he's going to have one hell of a headache. Anyone else want to tangle in the ring with us? We say Bring...

Cop: Freeze! Glenn Frank, you're under arrest for the attempted murders of Rex Butler and Nick Warren! Turn around and place your hands behind your back! Now!

Glenn turns around and grins even wider. He tosses out what appears to be a ping pong ball and throws it to the ground. A giant cloud of smoke is seen and a bang is heard to where nothing is seen. A moment later the cloud dissipates and the officer has his gun pointing around looking for the resident serial killer of the AWA. He looks around and sees no trace as running footsteps are heard and a detective can be seen.

Detective: Where'd he go Kent? Where'd the little bastard go!? Frost and O'Malley, check at the end of the hall, search every inch of this place until we find this son of a ***bleep*** and arrest him!

The police officers of the LVPD continue on searching as the camera zooms in on officer Kent, weapon still drawn.

Officer Kent: DAMN.

As the camera zooms out, we see John Irons on a cell phone talking, while officers continue to look for Glenn Frank.

Irons: Yes, that's right. I want all the people that are former military of the New Mexico State Police to be at ringside for Frank's next match. We'll catch him there. Thanks.


Winner: DRAW

Erik Black is walking around backstage dressed in a fine Armani suit. He turns a corner and finds himself face to face with Fang, who was simply walking to his dressing room.

Fang: So are your "buddies" gonna come get you out of this one like they did last week, Black?

Erik just shook his head and grinned

Black: Still trying to show the world that I'm really an angry person? It isn't going to work, Porter. Besides, You know just as well as I that I never asked any of those people to interfere. I never wanted anything from them. Neither of us had an advantage there. We were stuck in a draw. It's just too damn bad Goth came in when he did. I like the competition. Speaking of..I'm on my way to his office to speak with Irons on the matter. I handle my own back in that ring. I don't need anyone else watching it for me.

And with that, Erik shook his head again and left Fang standing there

The scene cuts backstage as we see John Irons on the phone. The camera pans in so we can hear his conversation.

Irons: Yeah, I got it taken care of. You should see the look on her face when she realizes that she isn't getting out of her contract that easily.

Yeah. We got that covered too. The police have the building surrounded and have LVPD mixed in the crowd. They will catch him tonight, if not I have a few tricks up my sleeve. I can guarantee you that.

I thought it was a ruse too. He had us all fooled. Frank will be hunted.

Right, so everything is okay at International HQ then?

Good. Take your time, I got it all covered man.

Yeah, about that. I'll make sure that when he arrives in Los Angles, he's given a proper welcome.

Later bro.

Tex: John Irons, apparently on the phone with Goth.

Duff: Yeah, did you hear that? Glenn Frank is going to be arrested tonight!

Tex: It's about damn time too. That guy gives me the creeps.

Duff: And who do you think is coming to High Voltage II? Might be someone important?

Tex: Only three men know, and that is the mystery person, Goth and the man running things here tonight.

We see Page Harris standing backstage with Metamania and Freya as Page begins the interview.

Page: Metamania, I know that there are a few questions that remained to be answer, so first and foremost, any thought on the Opus Dei offer?

Metamania: First off, Page, I refuse to join a cult of that nature. I'm not religious. I never will be religious! You only need one thing in life in order to be successful and that's belief within yourself. I refuse to lower my standards for a group that only cares for their selfish needs.

Page: I know that you must have been enraged about the duel with Rex and Canis's interference. Any thoughts on this as well?

Metamania: I could have taken care of Rex without Canis's interference after the match. Yet he did and I'm not happy about it! Thankful? Perhaps. But I'm gonna give him a warning - you nor anyone else do not need to meddle in my personal affairs. I have left you alone to do what you will and it's the same for anybody, but should ANYONE cross me or interfere on my behalf again, I will get my revenge. I can handle my own business without anyone else's help, thank you very much! As for Rex, he won that match, fair and square, but the war ain't over until I say it is and when I face him again, for the Universal title no less, that's when all hell will break loose. I allowed a distraction to cost me the match. That won't happen again, Page. I assure you.

Page: Finally, you are going to do battle with Fang and Jason in a triple threat match for the International title. Is this the moment that you've been waiting for?

Freya: You know what, Page? Yes it is! My husband has been working very hard around here to ensure some kind of title shot and he's finally gotten it! All week long, Fang and Jason Stevens have done their..."best" to prove their case verbally, but it simply won't be enough. This is the week where Metamania will finally make history as the next International champion! I highly doubt that Fang and Jason Stevens have what it takes to defeat him, a legend in the fans's minds and the best wrestler that the world has ever seen. The way I've seen it, guys like Fang and Jason Stevens simply do not have a chance against him. Last week may have been embarrasing for him, but this week, he's going to be turning it all around, Page. My man is going to walk in, with every intention of becoming the next International champion! You see, Fang and Jason Stevens, it doesn't matter if either of you are holding the title, because both of you have been disgracing it! That all changes once Metamania does the possible and gains the International championship for his own! Then you are gonna be shown how it is exactly done, each and every week. What will you do, gentleman, will you finally realize that neither one of you pathetic, sorry bastards never had a chance against him in the first place or will you continue to push him harder, your never-ending conquest of defeating him and taking the title becoming more but a foolish dream? I assure you, my husband, Metamania, The One And Only, will be doing exactly what he does best in the ring tonight and there's not a damn thing that anyone can do about it! Let's go my love. You have a title to capture!

Metamania just smirks at Page, then Freya takes Meta's hand and leads him away from Page, who can't help but stare at them as they walk away.

The scene opens up backstage at Monday Night Insomnia, the crowd goes wild when the hometown hero Jason “The Sensation” Stevens appears with his managers, his bodyguard and his agent, they are currently backstage and Jason is preparing for the match for the International Championship. The speaking aide he used in his second promo is gone so it’s safe to assume that he can talk again, which is pretty much confirmed when Jason starts talking.

JS: Man it feels good to not have to use that stupid voice aide again! And it’ll fee; even better once I win this title legitimately.

Jason says holding up the title he stole. Carrie just shakes her head with a sigh.

CS: Bro, your lucky that Fang decided to settle for getting it back in a match rather than go to the cops, even if all eyes where on the brawl there had to have been SOME evidence that would put you in jail.

MM: And Benjamin would’ve found a way to keep Jason out of jail if it came to that, encase you’ve forgotten Carrie Jason is represented by one of the best lawyers in the country and so am I for that matter!

CS: Regardless if Jason isn’t careful Fang will take the title back from him and move onto his next defense. But at least you’ve got a Universal Title Shot to look forward too in the meantime!

Sophie: Speaking of which, guys the match is next!

Jason, Carrie and Marty leave the locker room as the scene cuts to ringside.

The crowd in Los Angeles are on there feet ready for the action that is about to take place, for some reason a drum kit and several guitar amps have been set up at the top of the ramp.

SC: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the AWA International Championship!

The crowd roars but before Stormy can continue Marty McFarge appears at the top of the ramp.

Tex: Oh god not him!

MM: Sorry Stormy but with the express permission of Irons himself I am going to do the ring announcements.

The crowd boos and Stormy leaves the ring, Marty enters the ring and brings the mic up to his lips.

MM: Now before I introduce the first competitor in this match it is my pleasure to welcome the four men who perform Jason’s theme music, ladies and gentlemen MACHINE HEAD!!!!

Sure enough Dave McCain, Rob Flynn, Phil Demel and Adam Duce step out on stage, Rob approaches the live mic.

RF: ASYLUM WRESTLING ALLIANCE! This is a song called HALO!!!!

The band start playing the song and sure enough Jason steps out with the stolen International Championship in hand, he grins at the band and makes his way down to the ring, he allows the whole song to play out before entering the ring (doing some air guitar on the title during the solo to boot) and as the song ends Jason enters the ring.

MM: First, from RIGHT HERE in Las Vegas, Nevada! Weighing in at an absolutely amazing 175ibs, he is THE greatest International Champion of all time Jason “The Sensation” Stevens!!!!

Tex: Just when you thought Marty couldn’t be any more of a kiss ass!

As the last member of Machine Head leaves the stage the howl of a wolf is heard as the lights in the arena dim. Wolfmoon from Type O Negative begins to play and a shower of white pyros comes from the entrance. Fang walks out in his wrestling attire, a nice white t-shirt, black jeans and black shoes. He walks around the ring area with a sneer on his face but finally slaps hands with some of the fans, while he receives a mixed reaction. Fang slides into the ring and glares at Jason.

MM: Introducing his opponent, from Long Island, PA weighing in at a weight that no one cares about “The Old Hasbeen” Jonathon “Fang” Porter!!!!

Fang doesn’t seem to notice the insult and Jason grins holding up the International Championship, Fang turns his attention towards Marty and Jason swings with the belt....but Fang ducks and goes for “The Fatal Shot”, but Jason pushes him off dropping the belt in the process which the referee quickly gets out of the ring, Marty runs like hell as Metamania storms down to the ring and joins in the brawl as the ref signals for the bell.

Tex: And this match is on!

All three men brawl with each other with neither man having a clear advantage, however that soon changes in Jason’s favor thanks to a pair of low blows to the opponents, realizing he can end it quickly Jason pulls both men over to a nearby turnbuckle and climbs up top calling for the Sensation Star Press.

Tex: Does Jason really think he can hit that move this early in the match.

Jason leaps of the turnbuckles and hits..... the mat as both men have gotten out of the way. Fang is quick to take advantage and rolls up Jason 1....2....Metamania rolls Fang out of the pin attempt into a pin attempt of his own 1....2....kickout, seemingly forgetting about Jason for the time being Fang and Meta resume brawling, Fang soon gets the advantage hitting a Belly To Belly Suplex after Metamania misses a punch, Fang bounces of the ropes and hits Meta with a running leg drop for good measure but before he can pin Meta Jason sneaks up behind him and locks in an abdominal stretch on Fang.

Tex: Fang forgot about Jason and he is paying the price!

Fang tries to fight out of it but Jason stops his attempts with elbows to Fang’s midsection, Jason notices that he is near the ropes and grins before grabbing onto the top rope, however when the ref goes to check Jason quickly lets go, this happens another two times before Jason is hip tossed by Fang who follows it up with a clothesline, Fang calls for The Full Metal Jacket on Jason and gets him into position, however Meta is up and he chop blocks Fang causing him to down with Jason on top 1...2...Meta rolls Jason up 1....2....Fang breaks it up just before the count of three and tosses Jason out of the ring, with the Family member out of the way the two men start brawling almost as if it where a one on one contest between the two men.

Tex: Now this is what I’m talking about! No Family members just Fang and Metamania duking it out!

The two men keep brawling for the next few minutes and for some reason Jason doesn’t get involved again, Meta soon gains the advantage with a clothesline and climbs up a nearby turnbuckle and goes for and hits the Missile Dropkick variation of The Dragon’s Flight on Fang before going for a cover 1....2....kickout by Fang.

Tex: Where is Jason? Doesn’t he realize that he just missed a pin?

Duff just shrugs his shoulders as a response and the action continues, Fang goes for a clothesline but it is countered by The Dragon’s Drag which Meta follows up with the The Agile Of The Dragon which Meta follows up with a pin attempt 1...2....kickout by Fang but Meta is quick to pounce for a series of punches known as “The Dragon’s Laughter” knocking Fang back down before he hits Fang with The Dragon’s Pain, with Fang unable to catch his breath Meta makes a belt motion before calling for The Rage Of The Dragon.

Tex: This match could be over and so could Fang’s title reign.

Whilst Meta waits for Fang to get up the camera finally locates Jason who’s flirting with an attractive woman in the audience whilst Marty and Carrie try to no end to remind him of the match at hand, Fang is up now and Meta gets him into position for The Rage Of The Dragon.....but Fang reverses it into The Full Metal Jacket! Jason finally remembers about the match and makes a mad dash to the ring as Fang covers Meta 1.....2 Jason enters the ring......Jason breaks it up.....to late as the ref makes the three count.

MM(sighs): Here’s your winner and STILL the International Champion Fang!

Wolfmoon hits and Fang leaves the ring with the title back in his possession and Jason punches the mat out of anger as the scene fades to the backstage area.


Winner: FANG

Erik Black entered John Irons' office quickly and walked up to his desk. Irons didn't seem to pleased at being interrupted like that.

Irons: Did I say come in?

Black: I'm the best this group has, Irons. I don't knock for anyone. I could buy this company from Goth if I chose. You do remember our little match a while back don't you? The one where I won a good bit of money from a little wager we placed on a match? But thats not why I"m here. I want to know why The Family rushed my match last week. I didn't ask for help. I didn't need help. And I didn't want help. I don't play that game, Irons. I never have. I handle my own in that ring. The only reason I'm with The Family is because Goth pays me to do it. IT doesn't happen again, Irons. Spread the word to Goth. If he wants my services.. That doesn't happen again.

Erik doesn't wait for a response, he just ups and leaves Irons there

We are backstage with Asylum Wrestling Alliance star Interviewer, Page Harris, as she gets a few pre-match comments from Bill Barnhart.

PAGE HARRIS: Well, Bill, you go into the ring shortly to take on Michael Hyde in a Goth-ordered Attitude Readjustment Match. How do you feel?

BULLDOG BILL: I feel like a Million Dollars! And after I beat down Michael Hyde, and become the ONLY wrestler in Asylum Wrestling Alliance with 21 victories, I will feel like TWO MILLION DOLLARS Page!

PAGE HARRIS: Your prediction for the match?

BULLDOG BILL: I defeat Michael Hyde in less than ten minutes!

PAGE HARRIS: Anything else you wish to say before you enter the ring?

BULLDOG BILL: Just that Michael Hyde is going to be sorry that he ever signed this Contract with me for this match. But then, not like he had a choice in accepting this match. Har har har!!!

The Announcement comes on that Bill Barnhart's match is about to start. Bill gets excited as he hears the entrance for Michael Hyde begin. Page Harris wishes him the best in his match as the camera cuts to the ring for Michael Hyde's entrance.

The lights in the arena go dark and we hear DOWN WITH THE SICKNESS by Disturbed hit the speakers. After a few lines of the song play the lights in the arena switch to green and purple as we hear WILL YOU LISTEN TO ME? lyrics. Suddenly Michael Hyde appears from between the backstage curtains and makes his way out to the landing at the top of the entrance ramp. He stops on the landing wearing a purple leather trench coat over his wrestling attire. While DOWN WITH THE SICKNESS continues to play, Michael Hyde takes off down the ramp and struts down to the ring. When Hyde reaches the bottom of the entrance ramp purple and green pyros erupt from the ramp. Michael takes off running toward the ring and he slides under the bottom rope, pops to his feet, and then he runs over to a corner and mounts the ropes and plays the crowd.

STORMY CANYON: Here is our first competitor for this match, from Parts Unknown, standing in at 6 feet 2 inches and weighing 208 pounds, it is MICHAEL HYDE!!!!!

TEX: Well Duff, this is going to be a horrible match for Michael Hyde. Last week he managed to piss off Asylum Wrestling Alliance Owner Goth and now he has to face Bulldog Bill Barnhart in an Attitude Adjustment match. I will say this though, Michael Hyde has only two chances in this match…SLIM and NONE!

DUFF: Oh, right, bring out some old worn out cliché Tex! Michael Hyde has the ability to defeat anyone on the current Roster at any time. Besides, Barnhart has been out of the ring for a long time and he has more rust on him than the Tin Woodsman did in the Wizard of Oz!

The playing up of the crowd by Michael Hyde is cut short as ONE WAY OR ANOTHER by Blondie hits the speakers and rocks the arena. We watch as the TRON flickers to life and clips of Bill Barnhart applying his finishers on opponents play for a little bit. Bill Barnhart steps through the backstage curtains wearing his hotpink business suit over his wrestling attire. We look back to the ring to see Michael Hyde remove his trench coat and toss it over the ropes to an attendant at ringside. Our attention is directed back to Bill Barnhart as he walks toward the entrance ramp leading Iris his English Bulldog on a hotpink leash. Iris is smartly dressed in a diamond-studded pink dog collar. Bill makes no hesitation as he stomps directly to the ring with Iris in tow. As Bill arrives at the ring he lifts Iris up on the ring apron, unlatches the leash, and lets her go to chase Michael Hyde. The crowd goes wild as Iris chases Hyde around the ring and Michael jumps up on top of the corner turnbuckle to get away from her.

DUFF: What the hell was that? What type of wrestler would send his dog after his opponent like that?

TEX: Oh let the fans get a little amusement Duff!

Bill strips off his pink business suit to reveal he is wearing his black wrestling attire with pink trim and a pink heart sewn over his chest. Bill calls Iris who leaves chasing Hyde and she runs to the side of the ring where Barnhart is located. Bill picks Iris up, attaches her leash, and he leads her over to the Timekeeper’s table where he ties her leash to a leg of the table, and then he climbs the ring steps, walks along the ring apron, and ducks through the ropes to face Michael Hyde.

STORMY CANYON: Here is our next competitor in this match, hailing from Oakland, California, and standing in at 6 feet even and weighing 240 pounds, it is “BULLDOG” BILL BARNHART!!!!!

TEX: Although Michael Hyde has a two inch height advantage, he is giving up thirty-two pounds of weight against Bill Barnhart. I believe the weight advantage of Bill Barnhart will work to his advantage.

DUFF: Get real Tex! Bill is two inches shorter and thirty-two pounds heavier. All that means is that he is old and fat and at 35 years of age, compared to early 20’s for Hyde and you have the making of a young slender wrestler kicking butt on an old fat wrestler.

Referee “Honest” Hal Smith walks over and checks Bill Barnhart for foreign objects. He is satisfied that Bill is clean and he then walks over to Michael Hyde to check him for foreign objects. Also satisfied that Hyde is clean he then calls for the bell and this match is officially underway. Bill and Michael lock up and because of his weight advantage Barnhart easily maneuvers Hyde into the ropes. Referee Smith is quick to step in and demand a clean break. Bill breaks cleanly but as he is backing away, Hyde lands a punch on the break. Before Hal Smith can give a warning to Michael Hyde we watch as Bill Barnhart retaliates with a hard punch to the jaw of Hyde, causing Michael to drop to the mat and roll out of the ring to get away.

TEX: Oh, big man Hyde takes a cheap shot on the clean beak by Barnhart but then he runs and hides once Bill retaliates. I am sooooo impressed.

DUFF: Shut up Tex!

Barnhart is quick to exit the ring and go after Hyde. Michael sees him coming and takes off running. Bill chases him around the ring and Hyde manages to dive back into the ring to once again get away from Bill Barnhart. As Barnhart climbs the ring apron to get back into the ring Hyde hits a baseball slide on Barnhart which drives Bill off the ring apron and back on the arena floor. We watch as Barnhart quickly gets up and we can see he is really upset at the cheap shots by Michael Hyde. Once again Bill climbs the ring apron and this time when Hyde goes to hit him with a baseball slide, Bill jumps off the ring apron and Michael misses the baseball slide and slides under the bottom rope with his legs dangling off the ring apron. Barnhart grabs Hyde by the legs and drags him off the ring apron and onto the arena floor.

TEX: Here we go! This is gonna get ugly now!

DUFF: I have to agree with you on that one Tex!

Referee Hal Smith is counting out both wrestlers as Barnhart is really upset and taking the hurt to Michael Hyde. Bill grabs Michael in a bear hug and then pushes him straight back into the ring apron causing the lower back of Hyde to slam into the side of the ring apron. Bill then gets behind Michael Hyde, placing his knee in the lower back of Michael, and then grabbing his arms and pulling back to put extreme pressure on his lower back. Referee Smith continues counting both wrestlers out and he is up to five right now. Realizing that he is likely to get disqualified by a count out Bill drops Michael to the arena floor and he slides back into the ring, breaking the count by Referee Smith.

TEX: A brilliant maneuver on the part of Barnhart to get back into the ring before the Referee could count him out.

DUFF: Brilliant? You mean cheap to beat up on Michael Hyde while outside of the ring!

Referee Hal Smith pushes Barnhart back and tells him to not get in his way or he will stop the count out on Michael Hyde. Bill smartly holds back while the Referee continues to count on Michael Hyde. ONE…TWO… Michael Hyde is stirring a little bit but it doesn’t appear he is going to be able to make it back into the ring in time. THREE…FOUR… Hyde has managed to crawl over and lean his arms on the ring apron. FIVE…SIX… Hyde pulls himself up on the ring apron. SEVEN…EIGHT… Michael manages to roll under the bottom rope and break the count of Referee Hall Smith at eight. Referee Smith informs Barnhart that the count ended at eight and that the match is to continue since Hyde made it back into the ring.

TEX: It is only a matter of minutes before Barnhart finishes off Michael Hyde in this match.

DUFF: Or a matter of minutes before Michael Hyde makes a comeback and defeats Bill Barnhart!

Bill watches as Michael Hyde crawls over to a corner and sits in the corner. Bill is taunting Michael to get his lazy butt up and wrestle. Finally Hyde manages to pull himself up and he is standing in the corner but barely able to hold on to the ropes to keep standing up. Barnhart goes into the opposite corner and then takes off running to land a body tackle on Michael Hyde in the corner. Just as Barnhart approaches the corner Michael Hyde manages to drop out of the way and Bill flies over the head of Hyde and through the ropes, hitting his shoulder on the turnbuckle couplings. Bill pulls himself out of the corner and drops to his back on the mat and he is holding his shoulder because of the pain. Hyde, seeing the situation Barnhart is in, crawls over and on top of Barnhart, and he hooks the leg and goes for the pin. Referee Hal Smith drops and goes for the count. ONE…TWO… and Barnhart kicks out of the pin.

DUFF: Didn’t I tell you that Barnhart was going to make a mistake and that Michael Hyde was going to take advantage of it?

TEX: No you did not.

DUFF: Oh.

Hyde attempts to crawl over and get on top of Barnhart again for a pin. When he gets close to Bill we watch as Barnhart lashes out with his leg and lands a knee to the forehead of Hyde, causing Michael to drop face first to the mat. Bill Barnhart gets up and drops an elbow to the throat of Michael Hyde and then he drops on top of him for the pin. Referee Hal Smith drops for the count. ONE…TWO…TH… and Michael Hyde gets a shoulder up just in time to break the count by Referee Smith. Bill slams his fist on the mat because he thought for sure that he had the pinfall that time, but Hal Smith holds up two fingers indicating it was not a full three count.

TEX: Barnhart nearly had the pinfall there. If Referee Smith had been a little quicker to get into position this match would already be over.

DUFF: Stop blaming the Referee for being slow when the Referee was right there to make the count. Instead of trying to find excuses you should be commending Referee Hal Smith for being in position so quickly.

Barnhart is not happy he missed the pinfall count but he doesn’t think about it very long before going off on Michael Hyde again. Bill grabs Hyde by the arm and whips him into the ropes and catches him with a drop kick on the rebound. Barnhart again whips Hyde into the ropes and goes for another drop kick but Michael holds onto the ropes and Bill catches only air and flops to the mat. Michael Hyde waits for Barnhart to get to his feet while he is still leaning against the ropes. Bill sees his advantage and he runs at Hyde on the ropes to hit him in the midsection with a head butt. Hyde falls out of the way and Barnhart misses the hit and flies through the ropes and lands hard on the arena floor.

TEX: Darn, that was a tough break for Barnhart.

DUFF: More like a stupid mistake if you ask me!

Barnhart is slowly getting to his feet while the Referee is counting him out. ONE… Bill gets to his knees. TWO… Barnhart finally gets to his feet and he is weaving around as he tries to get his wits about him. THREE…

TEX: I hope Barnhart can get the cobwebs shaken out and get back into this match.

DUFF: I doubt that Bill can get back into anything the way he took a header through the ropes.

Bill Barnhart is staggering around and he is leaning against the wooden barricade. FOUR… He starts to walk toward the ring to get back into the ring as we watch Michael Hyde take a run across the ring and leap over the top rope and land on top of Barnhart and both men tumble to the arena floor. Referee Hal Smith stops his count on Barnhart but then he picks up a new count on both wrestlers outside the ring on the arena floor. ONE… Both men get to their feet and both are dizzy from the fall to the arena floor. TWO… Michael Hyde takes Barnhart by the arm and goes to whip him into the steel ring steps. THREE… Barnhart manages to reverse the maneuver and he ends up whipping Hyde into the steel ring steps instead. FOUR… Hyde drops to the arena floor and Barnhart picks him up and drives him back into the ring apron to hit the lower back of Michael on the ring apron. FIVE… Barnhart then picks Hyde up and tosses him into the ring causing the Referee to stop the count on Hyde. SIX… Bill quickly follows Hyde into the ring and Referee Hal Smith stops his count on Barnhart. Bill wastes no time in continuing his assault on Michael Hyde. This time Barnhart whips Hyde hard into the corner causing the ring to shake violently. Bill then walks over and whips Michael into the opposite corner and quickly follows Hyde into the corner with an elbow to the jaw. Hyde is nearly out on his feet as Barnhart signals he is ready to apply his finisher. Bill places Michael into a side headlock in the corner and takes off running across the ring and when he gets to the middle of the ring he drives the face of Michael Hyde hard into the mat in his Bulldog finisher. Bill then quickly rolls Hyde onto his back and firmly hooks both legs for the pin. Referee Hal Smith quickly drops for the count. ONE…TWO…THREE!!! Bill Barnhart has won the match by pinfall as Referee Smith tells him he has won and to get off Hyde. Bill stands up and walks to the side of the ring where he awaits the announcement of the results.

TEX: Well, there you go Duff, another victory by the every so great Bulldog Bill Barnhart.

DUFF: The ever cheating Bill Barnhart you mean. Half the match took place outside of the ring.

TEX: And just WHO was it that started the nonsense outside the ring? It was Michael Hyde.

STORMY CANYON: Here is your winner of this match, by pinfall, “BULLDOG” BILL BARNHARTTTTT!!!!!

Referee Hal Smith raises the arm of Barnhart in victory and then lets it go after the announcement. Barnhart doesn’t stay around in the ring as he quickly slides out of the ring, unties Iris from the Timekeeper table, and then he and Iris run up the ramp to return to the dressing room area.


Winner: BULLDOG BILL BARNHART

Tex: Toxic and Canis are about to square off, in a bit, to decide who will qualify for a shot at the Universal title. Any thoughts Duff?

Duff: Well, as far as I know, Toxic hasn't said a damn thing all week, but Canis's been talking trash all week, so maybe Toxic's strategy is that actions speak louder than words, Tex.

Stormy: This match is scheduled for one fall and it is a qualifying match for a shot at the Universal title! Introducing first, from Montreal, Canada, weighing at 135 lbs.....TOXIC ANGEL!!!!!!!!!

Entrance: 'Get Psycho' begins to play as there is a mix reaction from the crowd and the lights begin to fade out. A green spotlight lights up the top of the ramp as Toxic Angel is seen walking out onto the top of the ramp from behind the curtains. As she begins walking down the ramp, she stops at the half way point and begins to run the rest of the way making sure to slide into the ring under the bottom rope. Flipping up to her feet, the lights begin to fade back to normal as she stands in the middle of the ring waiting for her match to begin.

Stormy: Introducing her opponent, from London, England, weighing at 232 lbs....CANIS!!!!!!!!!!!!

:: The stadium lights flicker into darkness, bringing a hushed silence and a chillingly cool breeze amongst the crowd. After a brief moment, the unmistakably haunting 'Schizophrenic' begins to spew from the speakers, an eerie yet ironically holy white glow shines down from the rafters onto the stage area, bringing with it the wretched figure of Canis, accompanied by Father Raul Mendoza. The crowd look on in mere disgust for this bringer of suffering as he makes his way hurriedly to the ring, not once looking anywhere but forward. Under his black cloth hood, a disturbing expression is etched on his face as he slides under the bottom rope and kneels down in prayer, hands clenched firmly together. A few moments pass, ending in Canis standing sharply and turning to confer with Mendoza whilst shedding his robe. Composing himself as much as such a disturbed being possibly can, he turns his attention to the ramp way to await his opponent, his albino eyes filled with a psychotic hatred as he crosses his body and kisses his hand. He waits for his opponent eagerly

Tex: What in the world? Canis just unsuspectingly attacked Toxic when she wasn't looking and the bell has been rung!

Duff: Canis is just taking the advantage!

Canis begins to clobber her pretty harshly as Toxic Angel is trying to punch back, but the assault from Canis is relentless. Down she goes to the mat as Canis kicks her in the ribs very hard, Toxic's wind knocked out as she is gasping for breath. He grabs her feet and tries to drag her back, Toxic kicking at him furiously, but he avoids the kicks and lands his left foot deep into her abdomen, stopping her attack. He then grabs her by the back of the neck, raises her back onto her feet, punches her in the face three times before kicking her in the gut and then landing a swift DDT. He looks at Toxic, who is currently unmoving on the mat and he looks to the crowd, grinning with satisfaction as he lifts her back up and plants her back to the canvas, face first, with his finisher, The Illumination! He then goes for the cover....1....2...3!

Tex: Wow, that was very quick!

Duff: The poor girl never stood a chance against Canis!

As the referee calls for the bell, “War Zone” By Slayer hits the PA system and John Irons can be seen walking out from the back. He brings a microphone up to his mouth and yells out to the referee.

Irons: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Referee, I think you're mistaken here. I don't see this match being over so quickly. These sheep paid for a match, and a match is what they'll get. Time keeper, restart the clock as this match is now a NO DISQUALIFICATION STREET FIGHT MATCH!!! Canis, you know what to do son.

The referee shrugs and calls for the time keeper to restart the match.

Duff: Canis is one happy man now!

Tex: Oh man, he just tossed her out of the ring like a rag doll!

Canis throws Toxic out of the ring, her back colliding into the barricade as it falls over. He rolls out of the ring as Toxic is crawling to get back up, Canis grabbing a chair. As she gets up, she gets knocked out big time with a ferocious blast from the steel chair. Blood begins to pour as she falls backward and Canis is relentless, hitting her with the chair over and over again, everywhere. He tosses the chair away, grabs a wire from a nearby camera, and begins to choke the hell out of her, Toxic coughing and breathing harshly. He twists the cord, tightening up the pressure, Toxic unable to breath. Then he lets go after a few minutes and she slumps to the ground, bloodied and battered. Canis isn't done yet as he picks her small body and then hurls her, face first into the left side of the steel steps. Toxic is convulsing on the ground as Canis kicks her down like a dog for a few minutes, then he easily hoists her up on her shoulders and did a powerslam, Toxic Angel falling onto the Spanish announcer's table, the entire table just crashing down in bits. Toxic is choking up blood, unable to move at all. Canis decided that he's had enough and he takes her and throws her back into the ring, then rolls in. Blood is continuing to drip from her forehead and she crawls to the middle of the ring, but Canis plants a hard kick into the back of her left leg, perhaps breaking a few bones. She screams very loud as he grabs her and puts her into an ankle lock, The Cliche. She screams in major pain and immediately taps on the mat quickly, the referee immediately calling for the bell.

Stormy: Here is your winner - CANIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As the match ends, John Irons steps into the ring with a microphone in hand. He leans over the bloodied Toxic Angel and begins to speak.

Irons: Toxic, this match proved to me that you're not worthy to be in my ring. You put up very little effort and now look at you! For some reason a part of me wants to take pity on you, so I will. You are suspended for the next month without pay!

Tex: John Irons just suspended Toxic Angel!

Duff: Oh! Look, Toxic is trying to make a response!

Tex: What is she....Oh dear lord!

Toxic Angel raises her left arm towards John Irons, as if to reach out to him, to have him help her up. John extends his hand, but Toxic flips him the bird right in his face. We immediately see John Irons' face turn from business like to a snarl.

Irons: Is THAT so!? I tried to be nice, and this is the thanks I get, Toxic? Well, in that case.....YOU'RE FIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEDDDDDDD!!!!

Tex: Toxic Angel just got fired, and John Irons is curb stomping the hell out of Toxic Angel after she gave him the middle finger!

Duff: You have to admit, that a man as big as John Irons and kicking someone when they're down is low, even for John Irons.

After one last stomp, “War Zone” By Slayer hits the PA as medical crews rush to the ring. John Irons steps out of the ring and heads towards the back and stops short of exiting when he turns around and looks back to the ring.

Irons: Leave her alone! She's no longer employed with the AWA. Security, remove this garbage from my ring!

The medical staff respond promptly and security takes their place as they forcefully slide Toxic out of the ring as the scene cuts to the AWA logo amd fades out.


Winner: CANIS

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