The show opens and the crowd can be heard cheering and yelling at the top of their lungs. The General Manager Canis can be seen making his way from John Irons’ office on his way to his own. The men of Porter Security are standing there blocking his way.
Canis: You boys best let me through, or you can all go home for the night.
Voice from behind: I’m sorry we can’t do that, and you can’t send us home. We don’t work for you.
Canis turns around and sees big Vic Gillot standing behind him. The right hand man of Jonathan Porter is looking down at the former Opus Dei cult member.
Canis: Why do you follow him, Vic?
Vic: Because he’s never lied to me. He’s always told me his honest feelings, and he doesn’t hide behind an act. When he’s a good man he’s a good man, when he’s bad he’s a bastard, but he doesn’t apologize and he doesn’t make excuses. Maybe The Rebellion could learn a thing or two from him.
Canis: Your boss man is pathetic. The Man in Black was green with envy at his brother's control.. and instead of fighting him, he bottled it. You guys think his shit don’t stink, but your wrong, he’s been dirty since day one.
Canis tried to push his way through the M.I.B.’s but they part and standing there in his Armani suit is the Man In Black himself, Fang. Canis just looks at him with hate in his eyes.
Fang: I thought you were smarter than that. You went from being obsessed about god, to being obsessed about justice. You just don’t get it do you. There is no justice in this world. There is no right or wrong, Sean. It’s what you can stomach doing. You were the weak one in the Dogs of War. Yeah you became the Universal Champion. You became the top man of this sport, but you couldn’t hold it. You couldn’t put your demons to bed. You had it all, and all you had to do was stick with me. The Dogs of War could have been the biggest name in this business, but you weren’t able to put Mendoza and his group behind you, so you had to fake that abduction, you had to go tear them apart from the inside, instead of using your resources and putting them to bed in front of the whole world. I spent so much time trying to help you. Then when I finally get my problems in order you come back here and decide to restart a war that had already been lost. Don’t you understand it’s pointless this little rebellion of yours, Sean. You think Irons really gives a damn about the same things you do? He just wants to be back on top again with his ego stroked knowing he’s the one pulling the strings.
Canis: Irons is an honorable man. And no rebellion is pointless... just so happens this one's much sharper than most.
The men in black grab Canis’ arms. He tries to fight but Vic knocks him over the back with a blackjack. Canis crumples, but the men in black hold him up.
Fang: Irons is a piece of shit. So is Metamania, so is Shipman. You think those guys give a damn about you, Sean. I cared. But you tossed that away. You looked at me and made me part of the problem. You made an enemy of me. That was a mistake.
Fang starts hitting Canis with rights and lefts. There’s nothing the man can do he’s been beaten down and is held in place by Porter’s men. The men in black lift Canis up and toss him towards Fang. Fang picks the AWA GM up and puts him in the Cross of the Wolf. Canis is beaten but not knocked out and the pain can be seen in his face. The man in black has a look of pure rage on his face as he flips his former friend over and lands the Full Metal Jacket on Canis’ chin. Fang then kicks him in the gut and looks to his boys.
Fang: Put him in the back of the limo and take him as far away from the arena as possible. I don’t want him interrupting what we have planned for this evening. Tonight the Rebellion loses their momentum, Tonight THE FAMILY take back the AWA.
Some of the M.I.B.’s drag Canis away. Fang watches with a sick sadistic grin on his face. He then looks at Vic and slaps him on the shoulder.
Fang: Come on, let’s get ready to go out for my match. No matter what happens now, tonight is going to be a great night.
Fang and what’s left of his men begin their walk to the stage. All the while Fang is straightening his tie and jacket. Vic slaps his boss on the shoulders to help him loosen up as the camera cuts to where we see Big Bad Casey. He is seen working out, posing and warming up for the match with Modo. He sees the camera and gives a sinister looking smirk.
Casey: Modo, you don't know what you're in for! I am bigger and stronger than you are, which is why your going down. This match is going to be one for you to remember, I want you to remember the beating you will take tonight. It will be my honor and my pleasure to destroy you and continue your losing ways.
Casey then decides to take a drink of water. After a moment, when he has quenched his thirst, he continues.
Casey: I am going to hurt you so bad that you won’t remember what hit you. Once I knock you out with Power Up or choke you out with Sin City, you will feel like you were hit by a freight train! You will then realize that you should have not run your mouth against me. I will be the victorious one in this match and that is a promise!!! Once I beat you and make you one of the first 3 into the Elimination Chamber for the TV Title match, you will wish that I had gone easy on you in our match.
Casey gets up and leaves for his match as the scene switches ringside.
Vs.
Stormy Canyon: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, hailing from Nashua, New Hampshire, weighing in at 375 pounds... BIG BAD CASEY!!!
As he walks to the ring, he goes through the different karate stances
Stormy Canyon: And his opponent, hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 245 pounds... MODO!!!
The arena strobe lights span the crowd in attendance as "BYOB" hits the speakers. the lights flicker on and off as Modo is caught by the cameras...he is a top the rafters among his fans. he descends down through the crowd as all the people cheer him on and clap his back. Modo looks around and takes in the atmosphere before jumping the guardrail and sliding into the ring. The arena fills with smoke as Modo enters the ring and the lights come back on. Modo is in the middle of the ring with his two index fingers in the air as the fans go wild...
The bell rings and Casey charges at Modo and nails him with a clothesline. Modo stands back up quickly and gets dropped by another clothesline. Modo then gets up again and ducks the final clothesline and punches Casey in the face and picks him up and nails him with a body slam. Modo falls to one knee trying to catch his breath but Casey gets up quickly and begins to stomp away on Modo. Modo is now laying on the mat as Casey is stomping away. Modo is squirming on the ground taking boot after boot as he finally rolls out of the ring as Casey begins to yell.
Tex: Casey is really taking it to Modo right now!
Duff: Well, one thing is for sure, Big Bad Casey really wants to win that higher number for the Elimination Chamber.
Modo is pacing around the ring as he slides back in. Casey runs over to him but Modo grabs Casey's legs and makes him fall on his back. Modo then begins to punch away on Casey. He picks up Casey and sends him flying into the ropes. Modo attempts a clothesline but it is ducked as Casey bounces off the rope once more and Casey returns with a swinging neck breaker on Modo as he lowered his head making a crucial mistake. Casey now has the upper hand as he picks up Modo. He lifts him up in the air with a textbook vertical suplex and holds him up for several seconds before slamming him into the mat. Casey goes for a quick cover...
1...
Duff: It's too early to try to end this!
2...
Tex: I think he did it to make Modo expend a little extra energy!
Thr-NO!
Modo gets his shoulder up. Casey shakes his head as he picks up Modo again. He throws Modo into the corner. Casey now takes the other side of the ring and charges smashing into Modo. Casey then lifts up Modo and puts him on the top turnbuckle as he punches him a few times. Casey attempts a superplex from the top rope but Modo starts punching Casey in the ribs. Casey now climbs up to the second rope as he attempts again. Modo reverses it and picks up Casey and slams him with a spear from the top rope. Casey is laying on the mat motionless as Modo is trying to regain his strength. The fans are erupting with cheers at the high impact match. Modo is now moving and he goes for the cover on Casey...
1...
Duff: That was an amazing reversal by Modo!
2...
Tex: Amazing...well Modo is going to pick up the win here. I don't see how Casey can kick out of this!
Thr-WRONG!
Casey somehow manages to lift his shoulder up. Modo cannot believe it as he looks at the ref. Modo then kicks Casey as he is still laying on the mat. Modo picks up Casey and sends a few chops his way. Modo then puts Casey's head in between his legs and nails a pulling piledriver. Casey is laying on the mat as Modo goes up to the top ropes and leaps off for an elbow drop but Casey moves. Casey jumps quickly on top of Modo for the cover...
1...
Tex: This match has been epic from the beginning! Whether he wins or loses, I'd say Big Bad Casey is making a statement here on Insomnia!
2...
Duff: That he is Tex. I haven't seen him this hungry in quite some time
Thr-FUCK OFF!
Modo kicks out as Casey is still trying to gain a breather. Modo and Casey are now both back up and standing there resting. Both men walk closer and closer to each other as they are now staring each other in the face. Modo pushes Casey and Casey counters with a push back. Casey then spits in Modo's face and slaps him. Casey grabs Modo by the neck and puts him down with a DDT. Modo is on the mat holding his neck in pain. Casey then drops a fist drop on Modo's face. Casey picks up Modo and launches him to the outside of the ring. Modo is laying on the outside as Casey leaps out to the ring.
Tex: Now these men are taking it to the outside of the ring!
Duff: This is going to get ugly that is for sure Tex!
Casey grabs Modo by the face but Modo muscles himself up and throws Casey into the ringpost. A huge sound is made as Casey crashed into it face first and goes sailing to the ground. Modo then walks over and picks up Casey and smashes his face on the side of the ring. Casey is starting to bleed a little bit as Modo is taking the advantage. Modo then thrusts to throw Casey into the guardrail but it was reversed and Modo goes flying into the guardrail and into the crowd. Casey falls to one knee as he is resting. Modo is moving slowly as he is climbing back over the guardrail. Casey rolls into the ring waiting for Modo. Modo is holding his back as he rolls slowly into the ring. Both men are very tired and slowed down a bit. Modo and Casey again confront each other as Modo swings and Casey ducks. Casey gets from behind and nails a german suplex. Casey is now getting pumped up as he is messing with the crowd a little bit. Casey isn't paying attention and Modo rolls him up with a school boy roll…
1...2....reversed!
Casey keeps rolling and puts Modo into a pinfall!
1...2....kick out!
Tex: Wow, we almost saw Modo stealing the win and then losing it in seconds!
Duff: This match has been great thus far!
Casey and Modo are both back up to their feet. Modo goes for a quick grapple but Casey counters and nails Modo with a neckbreaker. Modo flops to the ground, Casey then picks up Modo and heads over to the corner. He smashes Modo's head numerous times on the turnbuckle as he does one final slam. Modo is groggy now stumbling in the middle of the ring. Casey very cockily smiles and says it is over. Modo is still groggy. Casey goes behind Modo and attempts to seal the deal, but Modo pushes Casey into the ropes and nails him in the small of the back. Casey falls into the ropes. Modo runs to the other side of the ropes kicks Casey and lands the MODO BOMB! Modo immediately goes for the pin...
1...
Duff: Just goes to show you how quick the game can change on you!
2...
Tex: Modo comes out of nowhere with the Modo Bomb! Will Casey get up?!
3!!!
Stormy Canyon: Here is your winner... MODO!!!
Winner:
Foxxy Dreams storms into a locker room, as she turns the corner Mr. X is lacing up one of his boots. Foxxy determined for an on camera live interview with the masked AWA star stands firm in front of him. He slowly raises to his feet.
Foxxy Dreams: Mr. X, it seems you have a pretty important match tonight, but you have not seemed as focused as you did last week. You do realize that this match determines when you enter the elimination chamber? And the person with the lowest entry number has the best chance at walking away with the Television Championship.
Mr. X looks like he is about to speak, but he hesitates. He holds up a sign for one moment and rushes over to his bag on the other side of the locker room. He rustles through the bag and finally pulls out a small metal voice changer (much like Kane’s in 99). He walks back over to Foxxy and brings the changer to his throat.
Mr. X: How ignorant of you Foxxy. I take this match very seriously. What I do not take seriously is my pathetic opponent. This is the best competition that AWA Management can come up with for me? The fact is I knew this match was mine at the beginning. I allowed Matthew to run his mouth because it’s fun to watch his delusions. It doesn’t matter first or sixth there is only one man who can walk out that elimination chamber the first Television Champion. It won’t be anyone, but the man you see before you. There is only thing left to ask you Matthew…..can you feel it? Because I can.
Vs.
The scene fades back to ring side as SPEAK YOUR MIND by 12 Stones hits the speakers in the Dallas Convention Center. There is excitement in the crowd as Matthew Toddi steps out from the backstage area with his hood over his head. He walks out to the landing at the top of the entrance ramp and he stops to play the crowd to a chorus of boos. Matthew ignores the boos from the fans as he places his arms out to his sides and red and white pyros erupt behind him and spray sparks all over the entrance area. Matthew then takes off down the ramp to the ring where he dives under the bottom rope, pops to his feet, and then he walks around the ring playing up the crowd some more to additional boos.
STORMY CANYON: Here is the first wrestler for this Standard Rules Match, to obtain a high number for the Television Title Match at the April Pay-per-View, he hails from Detroit, Michigan, he stands in at 6 feet 1 inch and weighs 225 pounds, he is MATTHEW TODDI!!!
TEX: I wish I didn't have to call this match Duff. Matthew wasn't able to take out Jason Stevens last week so I am not very impressed with his debut performance.
DUFF: What in the world are you talking about? Matthew was taking the hurt to Jason until both of them landed outside the ring and the Referee managed to count them both out. Had the match continued Toddi would have easily defeated Jason Stevens.
TEX: Well he is going to have to prove it soon because Jason called him out for a re-match.
TOXIC by Crazy Town begins to play as the lights in the arena go dim. Red smoke fills the entrance area. When the music peaks we see Mr. X fly through the backstage curtains and run through the smoke and he makes his way to the landing at the top of the entrance ramp. He crosses his arms in an "X". He gets a mixed reaction from the crowd as they are still trying to figure this guy out. Mr. X quickly makes his way down the ramp to the ring where he hops up on the ring apron, ducks through the ropes, and he makes his way around the ring to play each side of the crowd.
STORMY CANYON: Here is the next wrestler in this Standard Rules Match, to obtain a high number for the Television Title Match at the April Pay-per-View, from Parts Unknown, standing 6 feet 4 inches and weighing 245 pounds, he is "THE MYSTERIOUS MAN OF MISCHIEF" MISTER X!!!
TEX: Now this is my type of wrestler Duff. A man of mystery. A man who just took out Big Bad Casey and Modo last week.
DUFF: It is always easier to win a Triple Threat match than a one-on-one Singles match like this one. He will have his hands full with Matthew Toddi.
TEX: Do you have any idea who the man behind the mask is Duff?
DUFF: I have no clue.
TEX: You are always clueless.
Referee "Chocolate" Chip Long waddles to the middle of the ring and he calls Mr. X and Matthew Toddi to him. He informs them that this is a Standard Rules Match which means the ways to win are by pinfall, submission, count out, or Disqualification. He reminds the two wrestlers that the winner will receive a high number in the Television Title match at the April Pay-per-View.
TEX: It is important to win these Television Title matches to get a high number on the Television Title Tournament. It helps to come into the Tournament match later in the match than to get a low number and have to get into the match early and then try to last through the entire match.
DUFF: Right you are Tex. When you come in late in that type of Tournament match you have the advantage.
Chip Long asks Mr. X and Matthew Toddi if they fully understand the match stipulations and how to win and what is at stake. Both wrestlers tell Referee Long that they understand so Long requests that each go into a corner to await the bell to start the match. Both wrestlers retreat to a corner and wait for the bell from the Timekeeper.
TEX: In a matter of seconds this match will be underway and you will see Mr. X dominate Matthew Toddi.
DUFF: Don't get me started Tex. We need to call the match as it happens and not try to decide it before it starts.
Referee Chip Long calls for the bell and the match is underway. The two wrestlers charge each other and Matthew executes a nice arm drag which throws Mister X across the ring. He gets up from the maneuver and smiles as a good move on the part of Toddi. The two wrestlers charge each other again and this time it is Mr. X who responds with an arm drag of his own, causing Matthew to fall to the mat. Toddi gets to his feet and we can see he is thinking of his next move. The two lock up in the middle of the ring and Mister X slips out and puts a side head lock on Matthew Toddi. Matthew shoves Mr. X into the ropes and Mr. X hits Matthew with a shoulder block on the rebound from the ropes. Mister X waits for Matthew to start to get to his feet and he rebounds off the ropes and dives into Matthew for another shoulder block. Toddi sees him coming and he side steps the maneuver which causes Mister X to miss the move, land hard on the mat, and he slides out of the ring under the bottom rope and he lands hard on the arena floor. Referee Long tells Matthew to stay back as he will begin a count on Mister X outside the ring.
DUFF: Ahem! I told you that Matthew Toddi was going to dominate Mister X.
TEX: It was a lucky maneuver on the part of Matthew to get out of the way. Had Mister X hit him with that second shoulder block Matthew would be down for the three count already.
Referee Long is at the ropes counting on Mister X. ONE...TWO...THREE... Mister X is to his feet and he looks up into the ring at Toddi before climbing the ring steps. FOUR...FIVE... Referee Long stops at five when Mister X informs him to keep Matthew back so he can return inside the ring. Chip Long turns and makes sure that Matthew is staying back to allow Mr. X into the ring. As Referee Long turns back he sees Mister X step through the ropes and into the ring. He leans back into a corner to see what Toddi will do next. Matthew walks to the center of the ring and motions for Mister X to come out of the corner. Mister X shakes his head NO and motions for Matthew to come to him in the corner. There is a short standoff until we see Mister X drop to his knees in the corner. Matthew decides to take advantage of Mister X so he approaches him in the corner. When he is a short distance away Mister X lunges forward with a head butt to the midsection of Toddi. This causes Matthew to step back a few steps and double over from the blow. Mr. X is quick to get to his feet and he dives over the doubled over Matthew Toddi, grabbing him around the waist on his way over, and he pulls Matthew over and into a pinning combination. Referee Long drops and goes for the count. ONE...TWO...TH... NO! Matthew was able to get out of the pin at the last moment!
TEX: Woo hoo! A near pinfall there for Mister X!
DUFF: Closies only count in Horseshoes and Hand Grenades.
Matthew is quick to get to his feet as does Mister X. The two circle like a couple of roosters in a cock fight. They lunge at each other and they lock up for a moment before Matthew spins out of the lock up, spins around behind Mister X, and then he executed a belly-to-back suplex driving Mister X hard into the mat. Toddi is quick to roll over and hook the legs of Mister X in a pinning combination. Chip Long drops for the count. ONE...TWO... and Mister X kicks out to break the pin at a two count. Matthew is upset since he was sure he had the pinfall there. He gets up and reaches down to grab Mister X by the mask. He begins to drag Mister X to his feet when Mister X delivers a few punches to the midsection of Toddi. After the third punch Matthew releases his hold on the mask of Mr. X. Mister X quickly gets to his feet, places Matthew's head under his arm, and drops Matthew to the mat with a DDT. X rolls over on top of Toddi for the pin but Referee Chip Long can only get a two count before Matthew gets a shoulder up to break the pin. Now it is Mister X who is upset he didn't get the pinfall. He stands up and drives a boot to the face of Toddi causing Matthew to flop backward on the mat. Mister X quickly climbs the ropes in the corner to land a high-flying maneuver onto Matthew. He leaps into the air and he is coming down to land an elbow to the chest of Matthew, but Toddi rolls out of the way and Mister X lands hard on the mat, slamming his elbow into the mat instead of onto Matthew's chest.
DUFF: Oooooo, nice move there by Matthew eh?
TEX: Shut up!
Mister X thrashes around on the mat holding on to his elbow. Matthew takes full advantage of the situation by dragging Mister X to his feet, spins him around, and applies a hammerlock on Mister X. The pain in the elbow is causing Mister X to groan because of the pain. X is trying hard to reach out with his free arm to grab the ropes to break the hold that Toddi has on him. He is reaching and reaching and when he gets close to grabbing the ropes Matthew cinches up on the hammerlock causing Mister X to forget about reaching for the ropes. Mister X decides to try a different tactic. Instead of reaching for the ropes he uses his free arm to reach back and knock his elbow into the head of Toddi. Matthew doesn't let go of the hammerlock but instead of cinches up on it harder. Referee Chip Long steps in to ask X if he wants submit and he yells out NO so Long backs off an allows the match to continue. Mister X uses all his energy to reach back to land several elbows to the head of Matthew, this time causing Toddi to break the hammerlock he had on Mister X. While Matthew is shaking off the elbow hits Mister X rebounds off the ropes and lands a hard drop kick to the face of Matthew. He waits for Toddi to get to his feet and then he lands a roundhouse kick to the side of head of Matthew. Toddi flops to the mat and Mister X quickly takes advantage with a pin attempt. Referee Chip Long gets into position and goes for the pin count. ONE...TWO...THR...
TEX: I believe Mister X just got the pinfall on Matthew Toddi!
DUFF: I don't think he did. It appears the Referee stopped his count for some reason.
Referee Long informs the wrestlers, the announcers, and the crowd, that since Matthew had a foot under the bottom rope that he stopped the pinfall count. Mister X is livid as he feels he should have gotten the win with that pinning combination. He gets into the face of Chip Long and he starts screaming at him about stopping the count just because Toddi's leg was under the bottom rope. Referee Long tells Mister X that rules are rules and he is the Referee in this match and his say is final. Mister X continues to argue with Referee Long, not realizing that Matthew has come up from behind him. Toddi slips underneath X and he pulls him backward and rolls him up in a small package for the pin. Referee Long drops quickly for the count and he counts quickly. ONE...TWO...TH... and somehow, out of sheer instinct, he manages to wriggle his way out of the pinning combination. Now it is Matthew who is upset that he missed the pinfall on that attempt.
TEX: Wow! Both these wrestlers have come within a split second of winning this match!
DUFF: For sure! This is really refreshing to see two wrestlers perform with great wrestling. I get tired of watching wrestlers break the rules all the time.
Matthew continues arguing with Referee Long while Mister X gets to his feet. He doesn't approach Toddi but stands behind him waiting for him to turn around. Matthew finally ends his argument with the Referee and he turns around and immediately gets hit with a punch to the jaw by X. Toddi returns the punch and the two trade punches several times until Mister X gets the upper hand and Toddi is reeling. X takes advantage of the situation by picking Toddi up and body slamming him to the mat. He then drags Matthew to his feet and hits him with a Piledriver. Matthew is barely moving as Mister X drags him to his feet and executed a DDT and Toddi is out on the mat. We watch as Mister X leaps onto the corner ropes and he gets to the top tops in the corner and he leaps off with his X MARKS THE SPOT diving somersault leg drop on Toddi. Mister X rolls over on top of Matthew and hooks his legs for the pin. Referee Chip Long drops into position and makes his count. ONE...TWO...THREE!!! Chip Long immediately calls for the bell and Mister X climbs off Toddi and he awaits the announcement of the results of the match.
TEX: I told you...I told you...I told you...that Matthew Toddi was no match for Mister X.
DUFF: Although I expected Matthew Toddi to win, I do have to comment Mister X for a great comeback and taking advantage of an opening when it was given to him.
STORMY CANYON: Ladies and Gentlemen...here is your winner by pinfall...and he gets a high number in the TV Title match at the April Pay-per-View, he is THE AMAZING MISTER XXXXX!!!!!
Referee Long raises the hand of Mister X in victory and then he drops it. Mister X is about to exit the ring but before he does he walks over and checks on the condition of Matthew Toddi. Matthew says he is okay so Mister X leaves the ring, walks up the ramp, and disappears in the backstage area.
Winner:
The scene switches backstage as John Irons can be seen leaning up against a wall, talking on his Motorola DROID.
Irons: Yeah babe, it’s all good. We’ll be in Texas for at least another few weeks before heading that direction. Yeah, I love you too Chloe.
Tex: It looks like one of our co-owners, John Irons is talking to the Missus.
Duff: Oh boy, don’t get me started on Chloe Irons. I said something about her and a bikini and she bitched me out!
Tex: Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
Irons: Yeah, it’s all set later on. WrestleQuest II will be a definite turning point for The Rebellion. BIG things are coming dear, BIG things….
From off camera Goth walks into the screen shot, and has a slight smirk on his face. John looks at him questioningly and ends his phone call to his wife.
Irons: Babe, let me call you back.
He hangs up and looks down at his counterpart. Goth is still seen smirking as Irons pipes up.
Irons: What crawled up your ass and made you decide to start smiling?
Goth: I got a bet I wanna make with you.
Irons: Brother, we don’t have time to be making silly bets. Besides, everyone knows that I’m always right, and you’re always trying to outwit me.
Goth: While that may be true John, this is one that I think you can’t refuse.
Big John looks at Goth, piquing his interest.
Irons: I’m listening.
Goth: Good. My bet with you is concerning your Universal Champion, Metamania.
Irons: Okay. Go on.
Goth: I’ll bet you that he will lose his title before WrestleQuest II. IF he does lose his title through no means of any interference, he has to RETIRE at WrestleQuest II.
Irons: Hmm….well that is a steep bet, Brother Goth. But I’ll tell you what, IF Metamania keeps his title until WrestleQuest II, He will face a Legend from the Good ‘Ol days in GWA, who will be named at a later time and date. Whether he wins or loses, he still will keep his Universal Title and you have to kiss my ass on National Television.
Goth: WHAT!? I’ll do NO such thing!
Irons: Then I guess you’re not a betting man after all.
Goth: I am a betting man, but not at those stakes, John!
Irons: Well then I guess you don’t have the brass to make this bet with me then do ya Brother?
Goth glares at John Irons for a moment. After a short period of a stare down, Goth looks away and sighs.
Goth: FINE! It’s a bet. But mark my words Irons, if I have to kiss your ass you are NOT going to like it!
John is seen smirking as Goth walks away. The scene switches back to ringside where Tex and Duff are about to announce the next match.
Vs.
Tex : Andy Martindale is going against Fang for the first time in his career here in the AWA. No rules or stips attached, just a good brawl that’s gonna here quick!
Duff: This is going to give The Family a chance to knock one out of the ballpark this week, Tex!
Tex: Will you hush up about The Family for the time being?
Duff: I can’t do that! Besides, Marissa Swanson is hot as hell!
Tex closes his eyes and shakes his head back and forth as the camera switches over to the ring, as Stormy Canyon enters the ring and speaks to the crowd.
Stormy: This contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Toronto , Cananda, weighing at 224 lbs…..ANDY MARTINDALE!!!!!!!!!
Megadeth's "Symphony of Destruction" hits the PA as a pyro blasts up from centre stage. The arena lights begin to glow. The fans in the arena give a mixed reaction, some booing while others cheer as the man known as Andy "Maverick" Martindale appears from the entrance. He stops at the top of the ramp, looks at the crowd from left to right then runs down the ramp and then slides into ring under the bottom rope. He walks over to the corner of the ring, grabs the top rope and climbs to the second rope, raising his left arm. The lights return back to normal and the music starts to fade out as Maverick gets pumped up for his match.
Tex: Looks like this guy has all the makings to be a potential star here in the AWA, Duff.
Duff: Fang doesn’t seem to think so and will most likely do what he has to do to make his point proven about himself, Tex!
Stormy: Introducing his opponent, from Long Pond, PA, weighing at 220 lbs, he is the self-proclaimed Wolf God……FANG!!!!!!!!!
The arena goes dark. A beat starts in the background followed by Rhinanna beginning to sing the beginning of “Run This Town” Red and blue strobes like police lights begin to go off as a form rises from underneath the stage. Jay-Z’s part begins and a spotlight shines on the figure at it shows to be Fang. He is standing in the light in a Black Armani suit. His head is bowed as the music plays. He then looks up as he is joined in the entrance way of the stage by Big Vic Gillot. The two men walk down to the ring The strobes still going off. More men in black suits walk behind the Man in Black. They surround the ring as he gets in. The lights go back to normal as the music fades. Fang takes off the suit jacket to reveal a white tshirt underneath. He folds the jacket and hands it to Vic. Fang nods to Vic and the men around the ring and they walk backstage as he locks eyes with Andy Martindale.
Duff: Fang is not in the mood to play any games, judging by his face, Tex! I really hope that he gets the win from this one, Tex !
Tex : Well, since that’s the case, I’m pulling for the new guy around here. Hopefully, he can teach Fang a lesson or two!
The referee calls for the bell and the two square off in the center of the ring, locking horns. Neither gain the advantage and back off, but Andy’s agility takes Fang by surprise as he unleashes a clothesline out of nowhere, sending the big man down to the canvas. Andy immediately follows it up with a crossface, but Fang scrambles to the bottom rope and catches a hold of it, Andy pulling away fast. Fang rises to his feet as Andy moves forward, Fang spinning around and hitting him with a hard left into his stomach. That shakes Andy up as Fang follows it with three swift punches to the face before he throws Andy to the ropes. Andy returns and goes for a body splash, but Fang catches him in mid-air, power slamming him to the mat. Fang goes for the cover, but Andy gets the shoulder up at the count of two. Fang picks up Andy and spins around him, clutching him by the waist and goes for a german suplex. But Andy manages to land on his feet and then does a low dropkick on Fang’s head, Fang receiving the blow and clutching his head. Andy then surprises the audience by running to the upper-right corner of the ring and leaping off the top with a vicious moonsault that hits Fang squarely in the chest. Andy goes for the pin, but Fang kicks out at the count of two. Andy slams the mat with his hand in frustration before lifting Fang on his and trying to go for a spinebuster, but Fang surprises the audience with an improvised Franeknsteiner and goes for another pin of his own. 1…2….but Andy kicks out of it! The two men get back on their feet and Fang is quick to act, slapping away at Andy’s chest three times before sending him off to the ropes. Andy comes back and Fang goes for a big boot to the face, Andy seeing the move in time and ducking underneath it, then stops and turns around as Fang hits nothing but air! Fang turns and charges forward, only to finally become a victim of Andy’s devastating spinebuster! Andy then walks to Fang’s face and knees Fang in the face as Fang rolls away, groaning in pain. Andy picks up the big man and goes for a suplex, but Fang budges and reverses the tide, hitting one of his own instead. The two men get to their feet, but Fang acts on Andy being slow in rising as he rushes towards him and hits a powerful knee into his face, stunning Andy! Fang goes for a pin, but Andy barely gets the shoulder up at the count of two!
Tex : That was a close call by the new guy!
Duff: His name is Andy , Tex , and Fang has him under control for the time being! Go Fang Go!
Fang picks up Andy and goes to punch him, but Andy blocks it in time and hits a few punches of his own before irish-whipping Fang into the upper-left post. As soon as Fang’s back collides with the post, Andy charges in after him, only for Fang to lift himself in the air and hit a kick, staggering Andy back. Then Fang goes for another big boot and this time, that one connects! While that wasn’t enough to bring Andy down, an improvised Lou Thez press does the trick as Fang converges on him and sends him packing with some swift rights. Andy, however, reverses positions and Andy gives him back a taste of his own medicine with a few swift rights of his own. Then Andy gets himself back up and tries to go for a boston crab, but Fang pushes him off and Andy rolls backward and lands on his feet. Andy goes for a kick, but Fang catches it and sends him doing a backflip, Andy landing on the ground. Fang goes for a spinning backfist, but Andy ducks underneath it, goes for a crouching kick, but Fang blocks it in time. But Fang is send to the canvas as Andy used his other foot to spin around and sweeping his legs together with a sweep kick. Then Andy stands up and decides that it is time for go for the finish. As the crowd watches on, he goes to the upper-right turnbuckle and poses for the audience before he connects with one of his two finishers, the frog splash! The move connects as Fang is sent wheeling around the mat. Thinking that he’s done for, Andy goes for the pin and the referee counts it in. 1….2…but Fang kicks out just as the referee was about to slam the mat for the third time. Andy is not happy with that and picks up Fang, hoisting him in the air for The Jackhammer! But the hold from Andy was a bit too slippery, allowing Fang to come out of it. Andy turns around and feels a kick into the gut before Fang applies The Full Metal Jacket! Fang covers Andy and the referee counts it in! 1….2….3! The referee calls for the bell as Fang gets out of the ring and starts walking up the ramp as Andy is feeling the impact of the Full Metal Jacket!
Stormy: Here is your winner of the match – FANG!!!!!!!!!!!!
Duff: See??? I told you Fang could pull off the win, Tex ! You should have not doubted me!
Tex : Unfortunately, this is going to make the fans unhappy and The Family happy. If only Andy hasn’t made his grip a bit too slippery, it would have been lights out for Fang!
The fans boo Fang out of the building as he laughs and raises his arms in victory before exiting through backstage as Andy is being revived by the referee. Andy is back up, but shakes his head, pounding the mat in frustration as we go to a commercial.
Winner:
We cut to the dressing room of Bulldog Bill Barnhart. He is relaxing at the coffee table where he is sitting on the couch relaxing. He is already dressed for his match with Chaos. On the coffee table we see a large cheeseburger, a few slices of pizza, and an open Classic Coke can. When Bill sees the cameraman he looks up into the camera and he makes a few comments.
BULLDOG BILL: Well, Chaos, I believe you have had enough time during the week to realize that I tell the truth now. I no longer hide behind people who lie. I have changed. I am back to my old Bulldog Bill Barnhart self which is a wrestler who has fun wrestling…laughs at adversity…and wins matches.
Barnhart picks up the cheeseburger and takes a huge bite. He chews it up and swallows it. He then takes a drink of Classic Coke and then he continues with his comments.
BULLDOG BILL: So, being the honest person I am, here is some truth for you to think about. I am not happy that I lost 6 of my last 8 matches with 5 of those losses coming at the hands of Rebellion Stable members. I honestly don’t know what happened except I was being too focused on being a jerk instead of having fun wrestling as I did when I first came to Asylum Wrestling Alliance in May 2008. But after that loss to Canis I started to change my attitude. Then after the loss to Ronin I figured I better return to my old ways or I would destroy myself with hatred and anger. So here I am, sitting before you, to let you know that I am not the bald faced liar as you have called me all week. I am the original Bulldog Bill Barnhart, not the old one you thought you were addressing in your segments last week.
Bill again picks up the cheeseburger and finishes it off. He then downs the rest of the pizza then he washes it down with the remainder of the Classic Coke.
BULLDOG BIL: So, Chaos, are you wondering why, just before our match, that I am scarfing down a cheeseburger and some pizza and Classic Coke? It is because that is all the training I need to defeat a wrestler like you. I don’t need anything but some carbs and soda to kick your butt! Now get the hell out of my dressing room! I need to wash up and relieve myself so when I come to our match I won’t have greasy hands so you won’t be able to slip out of my grasp. See ya!
Bill stands up and begins to walk into the bathroom to relieve himself and wash his hands and face. When Bill gets into the bathroom he looks back and realizes the cameraman is still focused on him so he closes the bathroom door so the cameraman can no longer get a shot of him in the bathroom. Without having anything else to shoot with his camera, the cameraman leaves the dressing room and we cut back to Tex and Duff at ringside as they get ready to call the next match.
Vs.
The scene cuts to the center of the ring where Stormy Canyon stands ready to announce the next match.
Stormy: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest falls under No Disqualification rules, and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Orlando, Florida, standing six feet tall and weighing in at 275 pounds...The Wrestling Machine...CHAOS!!!
The lights in the arena go dark and suddenly AC/DC ";You Shook Me All Night Long" hits over the PA and the lights from the stage burst into life as the lyrics quickly build to the chorus as Chaos makes his way out onto the stage, he raises his hands into the air as a barrage of pyro shoots upwards from the stage sending the crowd into a frenzy, Chaos continues to walk down to the ring and up the stairs, climbs into the ring and jumps to the second rope, raising his hands once more as another set of pyro shoots down from the arena roof behind Chaos, he jumps down as the music fades and he is ready to get down to business!,p>
Tex: Well, Chaos called for this match two weeks ago and now he's got it.
Duff: Bulldog deserves whatever he gets tonight! I know he's a member of the Family, but he was way out of line!
Stormy: And his opponent, from Oakland, California, standing six feet tall and weighing in at 240 pounds...BULLDOG BILL BARNHART!!!
TAKING CARE OF BUSINESS by Bachman Turner Overdrive hits the speakers. The TRON crackles to life and we see a close-up shot of Bill Barnhart and Iris his English Bulldog. The TRON then shifts scenes to several clips of Bill's wrestling matches where he is either administering his Bulldog or Piledriver to his opponent. The spotlights focus on the backstage curtains and we see Bulldog Bill Barnhart step through the curtains leading Iris on her leash. Bill comes out dressed in his Dark Pink Business Suit with Light Pink Shirt and Dark Pink Tie. Iris is dressed in her Pink Diamond-Studded Dog Collar. Bill walks confidently along the entrance walkway and under the TRON. As he walks under the TRON, pink pyros erupt causing a cascade of pink sparks to spill down on the entrance walkway around Bill and Iris. Bill stops at the landing at the top of the entrance ramp to play to the crowd. He then takes off with a quick pace to the ring. When Bill arrives at the ring, then he removes his suit jacket, tie and shirt, and his suit pants, to reveal his Black Wrestling Outfit with Pink Trim with Pink Heart sewn over the heart. Bill then takes up residence in a corner to await the beginning of the match.
Tex: Now Bill's got a chance to avenge that merciless beating he suffered two weeks ago at the hands of Chaos.
Duff: Weren't you listening? He deserved it!
The timekeeper rings the bell and the match begins. The two men waste no time, rushing to the center of the ring and immediately exchanging right hands as the crowd cheers wildly. Bulldog blocks one of Chaos's punches and follows it with one of his own, rocking Chaos as they stagger back toward the ropes. Bulldog continues to rock Chaos without mercy, pummeling him with right hands. Chaos falls to the mat, but Bulldog continues the assault, grabbing Chaos by the hair and continuing to strike. Chaos writhes and twists as he tries to avoid Bill's punches, finally landing a low blow which doubles Bulldog over. Chaos swings his foot and sweeps Bulldog's legs out from under him, sending Bill to the mat. The crowd boos as Chaos immediately pounces on Bill, grabbing his head and striking his face repeatedly. Finally, Bulldog grabs Chaos's arm and throws his legs over his head, taking Chaos down with an arm bar! Chaos scrambles on his back, kicking wildly. He finally finds the ropes and puts his leg on the bottom rope and the referee steps in to break the hold. Both men gain their feet and take a step away from each other, circling the ring slowly. They lock up in the center of the ring, twisting and writhing as they vie for position. With a loud grunt, Chaos shoves Bulldog away and into the corner turnbuckle as the crowd responds with a loud "Oh!” Chaos smiles and remains standing, taunting Bill as he motions for him to come closer. Bill rushes out of the corner and the two lock up again, but this time Bill pushes Chaos toward the ropes, doubling him over with a knee to the gut which drops Chaos to one knee. Bulldog lands a hard forearm blow to the back of Chaos's head, sending him to the mat. Bulldog stomps Chaos's back and Chaos rolls over, writhing in pain. Two more stomps have Chaos lying still and Bill leans on the ropes, bouncing off of them and landing a short Elbow Drop against Chaos's throat! He quickly covers Chaos and hooks his leg.
Tex: Boy, you can really feel the animosity between these two. They've already turned this match into a street fight! We've seen almost no wrestling at all.
Duff: That's why Bill's going to the hell kicked out of him! He needs to stick to what he's good at. He can't hang with Chaos in a street fight!
Bulldog gets to his feet first, grabbing Chaos by the hair and picking him up. He whips Chaos into the ropes and follows close behind. Chaos grabs the ropes to stop his momentum and turns to face Bill, ducking and launching Bulldog over the top rope and sending him tumbling to the outside of the ring! The crowd boos as Chaos smiles and raises his fists in the air. Bulldog crawls on the outside of the ring, trying to stand as Chaos slides under the bottom rope. He gets behind Bill just as he gains his feet and grabs him by the back of the head, leading Bill around like a dog and slamming his head into the guard rail as the fans chant for Bill to fight back. Chaos rams Bill's head into the rail once, twice more. Bill answers with an elbow to the gut, turning and grabbing Chaos by the hair and striking him with right hands. Chaos staggers back as Bill continues to rock him. Bill grabs Chaos by the hair and tights and hurls him into the steel ring steps as the fans erupt in cheers!
Tex: It looks to me like Bill's holding his own right now.
Duff: Dammit, Chaos! Get up!
Bill walks over to Chaos's prone body, grabbing the ring steps and holding them high over his head, bringing them down hard across the Wrestling Machine's back! Chaos convulses in pain, grabbing his back but unable to move. Bill hits him with the steps again, throwing them down and stomping Chaos for good measure. Bill walks to the guard rail and points at a fan, calling for his seat. The fans cheer wildly as the man is all too happy to oblige, folding his chair and handing it to Bill. Bill lays the chair down on the mat, moving over to pick Chaos up by the hair. He wraps his arm around Chaos's head and plants him with a Bulldog onto the steel chair! The fans erupt with cheers as Chaos slowly rolls over, blood smeared across his head.
Duff: NO! He's busted open!
Tex: For once can't you quit playing favorites and just call a damn match?
Duff: Shut up! Don't you see that Chaos is hurt?!
Bill bends down to grab Chaos again, but Chaos has a hold on the steel chair and swings it upward, connecting hard with Bill's head and causing him to stagger back. The crowd boos as Chaos gets to his feet, swinging the chair again and connecting with Bill's back, putting Bulldog on one knee. He moves back and gets a running start, cracking the back of Bill's skull with the chair and knocking him down! He drops the chair and grabs Bill's head, hoisting him up before dropping him onto the chair with a Reverse DDT! The crowd boos loudly as Chaos slowly stands, smiling as he watches Bulldog lay there motionless. Chaos begins to rummage around under the ring.
Tex: What's he looking for?
Duff: It doesn't matter! No DQ, baby!
Chaos pulls out a table and smiles. The fans buzz in anticipation as he slides it into the ring, moving over to pick up the chair and sliding it into the ring as well. He picks Bulldog up and brings him toward the ring, slamming his head into the ring apron before rolling Bill into the ring and sliding in after him. Chaos stands and grabs the table, extending the legs and setting it up in a corner. The crowd begins to cheer and Chaos holds up his hands, playing to the crowd. But he doesn't see that the fans are cheering because Bill has gotten back to his feet, and is standing ready to strike with the chair. Chaos finishes setting up the table and turns around, and Bulldog swings the chair wildly, connecting with Chaos's head and dropping him as the fans go nuts!
Duff: That's not fair!
Tex: What happened to No DQ baby?
Duff: Oh, shut up!
Bulldog drops the chair and hoists Chaos to his feet, dragging him to the center of the ring so that he's directly in front of the table. He doubles Chaos over, grunting loudly and hoisting him up, dropping him through the table with a Powerbomb! The crowd erupts as Bulldog hooks Chaos's leg and goes for the pin!
One...Two...Thr...NO!!! Chaos barely gets his shoulder off the mat.
Tex: Bill was so close!
Duff: It doesn't matter! Chaos still has some fight in him!
The two men lay there for a moment among the wreckage of the splintered table, breathing heavily. Bulldog gets to his feet, grabbing Chaos and leading him to his feet. A right hand rocks Chaos, staggering him. Bill whips Chaos into the ropes, setting up for a Back Body Drop, but Chaos bounces off the ropes and drops Bill with a Big Boot! The crowd boos loudly as Chaos grabs Bill by the head and leads him to his feet, whipping him into the turnbuckle. He follows Bill to the corner, and the smack of flesh on flesh echoes in the arena as Chaos lands a hard chop across Bill's chest! Another follows, then another as the crowd reacts with boos and loud ";Oh's";. Chaos grabs Bill's legs and sets him on the top turnbuckle, climbing the ropes as the crowd begins to buzz. He grabs Bill's head and tights, launching both of them off the turnbuckle and planting Bill with a Superplex! The crowd erupts as Chaos goes for the pin!
Duff: This is ridiculous! Can we get a decent ref out here?
Tex: Come on! The count was fine, Bill just barely kicked out!
Duff: That's because the ref was taking his sweet ass time!
Chaos slides out of the ring, leaving Bill laying on his back as he rummages under the ring once more. The crowd goes insane as Chaos pulls out a ladder, sliding it into the ring.
Tex: These two have turned this match into an all-out war!
Chaos climbs back into the ring. He grabs the ladder and slams it into Bill's mid-section. Bill convulses on the mat, rolling onto his side and grimacing in pain. Chaos leaves the ladder closed as he takes it to the corner, leaning it against the ring post. He picks Bill up, whipping him toward the corner and Bill runs face-first into the ladder and falls to the canvas! Chaos moves to go for the pin, but seems to change his mind. Instead, he rolls out of the ring once more and looks under it.
Tex: Okay, this is getting ridiculous. What the hell could he possibly get now?
Duff: Shut up and watch and you'll find out!
Chaos smiles as he withdraws a large cloth bag from under the ring, holding it high for the fans to see as they begin to buzz with anticipation.
Tex: What the hell is that!?
Duff: I don't know, but it can't be good for Bill! Ha ha ha!
Chaos rolls back into the ring, slowly opening the sack. He moves over to Bill's prone body as he reaches into the bag, pulling out a handful of small shiny objects.
Tex: Oh, my god! Is that what I think it is? Are those...thumb tacks!?
Duff: Damn right it is! Now this is what I'm talking about!
Chaos sprinkles the thumb tacks onto Bill's back, finally turning the back upside down and dumping hundreds of the pointed tacks onto the mat as the crowd erupts! Chaos grabs the ladder and slides it out of the ring, smiling as he picks Bill up by his head. Bill shoves Chaos off and rocks him with a right hand as the crowd cheers wildly! He hits him again! And again! Chaos is staggering backward, just inches away from the pile of tacks! Bill charges forward, but Chaos grabs him and drops him into the tacks with a Belly to Belly Suplex! The crowd goes nuts as Chaos goes for the pin!
Tex: This has been one helluva match! How are either of these guys still standing?
Duff: I've got to admit that I don't know how the hell Bulldog's still in this one.
Bill rolls on the mat away from the tacks, sliding under the bottom rope and kneeling outside the ring, trying to catch his breath. Chaos starts taunting him, yelling at Bill to get back in the ring and fight, but Bill doesn't move. Finally, Chaos has had enough, and slides out of the ring. As he moves to grab Bill, Bulldog hits him with a low blow, doubling Chaos over! Bill gets to his feet and the two men trade right hands once again! Bill gets the upper hand, grabbing Chaos and whipping him into the guardrail, following it up with a vicious clothesline as the fans cheer loudly and reach out to touch both men. As Chaos sits on the floor, trying to gain his bearings, now it's Bill's turn to go under the ring. He searches for a moment, smiling as he pulls out a large Stop sign! Chaos slowly, gets to his feet, still leaning on the rail for support. Bill runs toward Chaos, and the Wrestling Machine throws a kick towards Bill's face! But Bill sees it coming and stops in his tracks, and Chaos's foot misses him! Bill rears back with the Stop sign and slams it hard into Chaos's head, crumpling the Wrestling Machine! Bill picks Chaos up and rolls him back into the ring, stomping him hard in the gut. He turns his back on Chaos, raising his fists as the crowd cheers wildly. Chaos slowly gets to his feet as Bill turns. Bulldog shakes his head and grabs Chaos, whipping him toward the turnbuckle, but Chaos reverses it and sends Bill into the corner post hard! Bill moves to get out of the corner, but Chaos cuts him off, staggering him with a big right hand! He grabs Bill around the legs and hoists him onto the top turnbuckle. He sets Bill up for a Belly to Belly Suplex, but Bill squirms wildly, trying to break the hold. Finally, he hits Chaos with a Head Butt, following it up with an elbow to the head that sends Chaos to the mat, right in the center of the thumb tacks! The crowd cheers wildly as Bill slowly stands on the top turnbuckle, smiling as Chaos writhes in pain in the middle of the tacks.
Tex: This is it! Bill's going for the win right now!
Duff: No! Get up, Chaos! Get up!
The crowd goes insane as Bill launches himself off of the top rope, looking for an Elbow Drop! At the last possible moment, Chaos rolls out of the way and Bill crashes face-first into the tack-riddled canvas! Chaos slowly gets to his feet, thumbtacks hanging out of both men's skin as he grabs Bill and slowly pulls him to his feet. He spins Bill around and hoists the big man onto his shoulders in a Torture Rack maneuver as the crowd begins to buzz. Bill kicks wildly, trying to break the hold.
Duff: It's over! It's over! He's got nowhere to go!
With a loud grunt, Chaos flips Bill in mid-air, dropping him face-first into the tacks with the Annihilator Slam! As the fans cheer and boo wildly, Chaos rolls Bill over and hooks his legs, going for the pin.
Duff: He did it! He did it! Annihilator Slam into the tacks! I told you Bill couldn't hang!
Tex: Bulldog put up a great fight, but in the end it just wasn't enough.
The referee motions to the timekeeper and the bell sounds as Stormy Canyon's voice echoes over the PA system.
Stormy: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner...The Wrestling Machine...CHAOS!!!
Chaos holds his fists up in victory as “You Shook Me All Night Long“ plays over the PA system. He slowly climbs out of the ring and begins to make his way up the ramp as two medical technicians enter the ring to check on Bill Barnhart. After a few minutes, Bulldog sits up and with the help of the medical techs gets to his feet to the applaud of the fans. As he is helped up the ramp to the backstage area, a cleaning crew comes out and begins to clear the ring as the show fades to a commercial break.
Winner:
One..Two...Chaos easily gets his shoulder off the mat.
One...Two...Th...NO!!! Bill gets his shoulder up at the last possible moment. Chaos immediately gets in the referee's face, yelling that the count was too slow. He argues with the ref as Bill gets to his feet, grabbing the chair once again as the crowd cheers. Chaos turns around and Bill swings wildly! But Chaos ducks the attack, grabbing Bill around the waist and taking him down with a German Suplex! Rolling Bill onto his back, Chaos hooks his leg and goes for another pin!
One...Two...Thre...NO WAY!!! Bill barely kicks out of the attempt, and Chaos is absolutely livid as he jumps to his feet!
One...Two...Thre...HOW THE HELL DID HE KICK OUT!? Chaos slaps the mat in anger as Bill writhes in pain among the scattering of tacks. The crowd is going insane with cheers and chants for the carnage they're witnessing! Chaos gets to his feet, leaning in the corner as he waits for Bill to stand.
One...Two...THREE!!!
The scene opens up at ringside, Duff and Texx are in the middle of discussing the match that just took place.
Tex: Boy that last match between Bill Barnhart and Chaos was really something eh Duff?
Duff: Yeah both competitors gave it their all and......what do you mean there’s something going on backstage?
Duff says into the headset as the camera cuts backstage where we see several large, muscular and unconscious men on the floor, Jason “The Sensation” Stevens, looking like he’s been in a fight, is interrogating the last man.
Jason Stevens: WHO HIRED YOU TO ATTACK ME?! WHO?!
Leader: We didn’t get a name, the only thing he referred to himself as was “Big And Large”.
Jason knocks the man out with a punch to the face and storms off to ringside.
Tex: I may not like Jason but it would appear that Marty has crossed the line!
Vs.
Stormy Canyon: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for a high number in the TV Title Elimination Chamber! Introducing first, hailing from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 252 pounds... He is ARSON!!!
Motorcycle Revs up as Master of Puppets Intro start to play as song start out Walk Arson right hand in air in fist waving bandana and lock in air in Circle as he stands on Ramps as he walk down cracking his knuckles in his fist get half way down to the ring run slide in under the bottom rope then running back and forth on each rope.
Stormy Canyon: And his opponent, hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 175 pounds... JASON "THE SENSATION" STEVENS!!!
The opening riff for "Room For One More" is herd over the PA, as soon as the baseline kicks in Jason emerges from the back with his mentor Steve Ramone following him close behind alongside Carrie, the crowd are mixed in there reaction to the trio as whilst they hate Jason they love Steve, Jason rolls into the ring and bounces of the ropes as Steve and Carrie take up positions at ringside.
The bell doesn't even get a half chance to ring properly as Stevens charges towards Arson, taking him down with a running dropkick to the midsection, taking Arson to one knee. Bouncing off the opposite ropes, Stevens puts his knee into Arson's face and brings him down to the mat. Apparently not done, he nails a standing moonsault onto Arson, and covers. Arson kicks out at one, pushing Stevens off him and trying to slow down the pace. He doesn't manage this however, as Stevens gets straight back on the offense and puts a boot in the back of Arson's knee. Smirking as Arson clutches his knee, Stevens bounces off the ropes behind him again and jumps onto his back, flipping over and hits a modified Killswitch! Rather than go for the cover however, Stevens lets Arson get to his feet again and gets onto the turnbuckle. When Arson gets to his feet, Stevens leaps off with a flying crossbody, and stays on him, hooking a leg.
Tex: Wow! Good start by Jason Stevens!
One...
Duff: That's what you should expect here Tex. After all, a high number in the Elimination Chamber increases your chances.
Two---Arson gets the shoulder up!
The two get to their feet, and Stevens goes for the ropes, and looks for a shining wizard, only for Arson to duck it and Stevens lands on his feet, and keeps going, bouncing off the other side for another crossbody as Arson turns around. Arson grabs him and nails a fallaway slam! Stevens clutches his back and Arson kicks him to roll her over, and Arson puts his knee in his back a good five times, causing Stevens to scream out before relinquishing, but only because he's been told off for it by the referee. He waits for Stevens to get to his feet - which isn't all that long - and goes for him again, putting his knee in Jason's gut, causing him to double over and Arson nails a DDT. Picking Stevens up, he does it again, and a third time!
Tex: It's the Three Amigos, DDT style!
Duff: That they are, shame it's Arson committing the act though
Seemingly satisfied, Arson gets Stevens to his feet, and whips him into the ropes, tossing Jason backwards with a back body drop. Dragging Stevens into the corner, he ascends the turnbuckle and jumps from it, landing seat first on Jason in a wicked seated drop! Staying on him, the referee drops for the count...
Tex: OUCH!
One...
Duff: Won't hurt as much as me breaking your kneecaps.
Two....
Tex: Um...I don' want to know...
Thr--Stevens get his foot on the ropes and the ref saw it!
Arson looks frustrated to say the least, and gets off Stevens obligingly, saying something about sitting on dirt, which only gets him a low blow. Arson doubles as Jason sits up and drives his head into the mat with a DDT. Jason uses Arson's downtime to get back to his feet and get his bearings, taking a few steps away from him. Arson gets groggily to his feet, and rubs his head, and when he turns around...
Tex: SPEAR! HOLY HELL!
Duff: That's what AWA is all about! You never know what to expect!
Stevens looks about as confused as Tex and Duff sound by the spear. Shrugging, he gets to his feet and brings Arson up with him, and puts a knee in his midsection, and dropkicks him into the turnbuckle. Arson looks rather confused as Stevens walks over to the opposite corner, and the charges at him again with a shoulder block. Taking a few steps back, he manages - with some difficulty, to get the heavier Arson onto the turnbuckle and jump onto the second rope himself. With a smirk, Jason jumps up again, locks his legs around his neck...Frankensteiner! Arson hits the deck. Stevens waits for Arson to get to his feet, and when he does, he automatically regrets it as he gets hit with a superkick!
Duff: It's rare to see Jason Stevens so motivated. I kind of like it!
Tex: This all culminates with the Television Title Duff. What do you expect?!.
With Arson back on the deck, Stevens gets onto the turnbuckle, looks down that the prone Arson and nails a shooting star legdrop! With an evil grin on his face, Jason screams "How does it feel Arson!?" and covers
Tex: Did Stevens just modify his own finisher?
One...
Duff: Maybe he just added a new move to his arsenal.
Two...
Tex: Can he do that?
Three--NOT QUITE!
Duff: Of course he can.
Arson pushes Stevens off him, though to be fair with a lot less authority than before and the two rise to their feet. The two circle each other, and Arson gets the first attack, grabbing Stevens and throwing him like he is almost nothing across the ring, and Stevens lands on his back, clutching it in agony. Arson walks over to him though still a few steps away, and waits for Jason to get to his feet. When he does get to his feet, Arson runs what little distance there is between them and hits Jason with a clothesline to the outside! Ignoring the referee, Arson gets out of the ring and slams Stevens back first into the barricade. Clutching his back again, Stevens moves away slowly, though with enough awareness left in him that he manages to avoid being grabbed again by Arson and in doing so nails him with a drop toe hold, which sends Arson crashing into the barricade. Getting up, Stevens sees the referee's count and six, and gets back into the ring just on eight, where, at the same time, Arson is stirring.
9...
Te--Arson beat the count!
Tex: Almost missed it there.
Duff: Just as well. I don't believe Jason Stevens would settle for anything less than a pinfall or sumbission win tonight.
Arson gets wearily to his feet, as does Stevens from his squatting position on the mat. Arson charges at Stevens, who leapfrogs him, and sends Arson into the turnbuckle. Arson turns around and Jason grabs him...
Tex: SENSATION BUSTER!
Stevens crawls to his feet, grins at the damage, and goes for the cover.
Duff: Goodnight Arson!
One...
Tex: I think he's out...
Two...
Duff: Probably is...
Three!
Stormy Canyon: Here is your winner, JASON STEVENS!!
Winner:
We cut backstage quickly as we heard there is a special meeting going on between Asylum Wrestling Alliance Owners Goth and John Irons and Personal Assistant Bill Barnhart. The door to Goth’s office is open as the cameraman walks in and pans the office. We see Goth sitting at his desk and on the other side of the desk we see Chief Financial Officer John Irons sitting in one chair and Personal Assistant Bill Barnhart in another chair. Goth leans into his desk and talks to Bill Barnhart.
GOTH: Bill…Bill…Bill…These past several weeks you haven’t been yourself. And I am not talking about you wanting to get back to your fun-loving wrestling self either.
BULLDOG BILL: Uh, where are you going with this?
GOTH: *sigh* For weeks you have been running around doing paperwork for me and Irons. Then I start hearing rumors that you found some paperwork that might justify John’s insulation that I have been making payoffs to get some things done. Is that true?
BULLDOG BILL: Not really. I don’t have any paperwork to that effect.
GOTH: That’s only because someone stole your briefcase! That doesn’t mean that you don’t have the paperwork that I want to see!
BULLDOG BILL: Goth, I cannot produce something I don’t have. I am not a magician.
JOHN IRONS: I think you are being a bit too hard on Bill. He doesn’t have the paperwork. He doesn’t have the briefcase. He cannot produce something he doesn’t have possession of.
GOTH: John, I know you pay the bills around here but I own the Federation. I know you are running an investigation to find out who stole the briefcase, and I know you are trying to recover the paperwork, but until that happens I am removing Bill Barnhart from being on the Staff and being my Personal Assistant and your Personal Assistant.
JOHN IRONS: But…
GOTH: There are not BUTs here! I have spoken and that is final. Do you have anything to say Bill?
BULLDOG BILL: Well maybe the break will do me good. You know I was getting too mean, to angry, too aggressive, and you know that the past couple of weeks I have been working hard on getting back to the way I was when I first came to Asylum Wrestling Alliance. You know…happy…fun loving…enjoying wrestling. When you invited me to join the Staff and do the paperwork I accepted the offer, but trust me that wrestling, and not paperwork, is my forte. I will use this time off the paperwork to focus more on my wrestling and my attitude. Sometimes I think the stress and being over-worked doing all that paperwork for you two, and wrestling on top of that, burned me out. Now I can focus on my wrestling and start winning matches again.
GOTH: I am not mad at you Bill. I just want you to have a break to focus on your wrestling and to relax a bit. Once we figure out what happened to those papers I will talk with you again and we will see where we want to go from there.
JOHN IRONS: Yeah, same as what Goth said. Now I have to find someone who can do all that paperwork you were doing. I don’t want to be late paying the roster.
GOTH: I will get someone to be our Personal Assistant.
The meeting is over. Bill is no longer the Personal Assistant to Goth and John Irons. We watch as the three stand up and meet in the middle of the office. Goth and Irons hug Barnhart and then they shake hands and Bill leaves Goth’s office and walks back toward his dressing room. While most people would be upset at what just happened we notice a big smile on Bill Barnhart’s face as he walks down the hallway. He reaches his dressing room, opens the door, walks in, and then he closes the dressing room door on the cameraman.
The scene cuts to Foxxy Dreams standing before a large AWA banner, holding a microphone. The arena roars with cheers and cat calls as she smiles into the camera. As the crowd noise finally dies down, she begins to speak.
Foxxy: Hello, everyone. I’m Foxxy Dreams and I’m here live at the Dallas Convention Center where another installment of Monday Night Insomnia is on the way. Two AWA Championships are on the line tonight, as well as the first round of matches which will ultimately determine the AWA’s first Television Champion!
A round of cheers and chants rolls through the arena.
Foxxy: One of our champions is joining me right now. Later on tonight he will be taking on Hank Henry as he defends the International Championship!
The crowd roars as Foxxy turns to her left and Ronin steps onto the screen in full ring attire, the International Championship belt over his shoulder.
Foxxy: Thank you so much for joining me, Ronin.
Ronin: It’s my pleasure, Foxxy.
Foxxy: Now, Ronin, you’ve held the International Championship for just over a month, and yet this will be only your second title defense. There’s been a lot of speculation this week as to whether you have enough championship experience to fend of a man the likes of Hank Henry. What do you say to something like that?
She hold the microphone to Ronin’s mouth, and he chuckles as he takes a small step closer to her.
Ronin: To be honest, Foxxy, I’d say they’re almost right. I think it’s fairly obvious that after only one title defense, I can’t exactly call myself a seasoned champion, but let’s get to the core issue. What exactly is “championship experience”? Personally, I don’t believe in such a thing. Whether you’re going for or defending a title or not, your goal doesn’t change when you step into the ring. No matter what’s at stake, you come to play, and you play to win. Period. Of course, when you throw a championship into the mix, the stakes are going to be higher, but the purpose of each man in the ring is the same. So when you boil it down, I think I’ve got enough in-ring experience to handle ole’ Hank.
Foxxy: Well earlier this week, you had said that you could see a change in Hank Henry. Is this going to affect your strategy going into this match?
Ronin: Well, there’s a little problem with my theory. You see, Hank went to great lengths this week to keep his anger in check. Was he trying to prove something to me, the fans, or himself? I don’t know, and frankly, I don’t care. Whatever his reasons, he had me convinced that he wasn’t the same man I fought in that parking lot all those months ago. However, I don’t know if you saw his last address, but this “new” Hank we had all been looking at this week was nowhere to be found. In his place stood the old Hank Henry, the insufferable hot head whose only concern is how much damage he can inflict for damage’s sake. Now I’ve got him right where I want him.
Foxxy: What do you mean?
Ronin: It’s simple, Foxxy. People simply don’t operate as well when they’re emotional, whatever that emotion may be. I determined earlier this week that if Hank Henry wasn’t going to let the booze drive his rage, as is his custom, then I would see to it that I lit a fire under his ass that nothing would be able to snuff out. He played his game, and he played it well, but finally I saw through it and he lost. However, when I played my little game, I played much better, and now the man can’t even think straight. Everyone heard him. He’s not even concerned about this title anymore. The only thing he wants is to try to beat me down. Now when he steps into the ring, all I’ve got to do is sit back and wait for him to make a stupid mistake, and then the match is mine.
Foxxy opens her mouth to speak, but her eyes widen and she drops the microphone, running out of the frame. Ronin turns and is decked by Hank Henry, falling to the floor and dropping the championship belt. Ronin lays on the floor, trying to cover himself as Hank stomps him without mercy, landing several blows to Ronin’s head and mid-section. Hank picks Ronin up, walking him down the hallway and slamming him against the walls as he goes. Finally they reach a set of double doors and Hank shoves Ronin into them. Ronin stops himself, turning and swinging wildly, grazing Hank’s jaw. He swings again, but Hank kicks him in the gut before his punch can connect, kicking Ronin again and knocking him through the double doors into the parking area of the arena. Ronin scrambles away from Hank, trying to gain his feet, but Hank reaches down and hoists Ronin up by his hair, rocking him repeatedly with right hands. Ronin finally blocks a punch, and delivers one of his own. He tackles Hank, both of them grunting as they land on the hood of a car. Ronin holds Hank by the throat, pummeling him with punches to the face. Suddenly, Hank has a fork in his hand, and Ronin screams in pain as Hank plunges it into his left forearm. Letting go of Hank and grabbing his arm, Ronin staggers back. Hank drops the fork and gets off the hood of the car, charging Ronin and knocking him down with a clothesline. Hank picks Ronin up, dragging him back to the car and slamming his head into the hood one, two, three times. With a loud grunt, he slams Ronin’s head into the car’s windshield, cracking the glass and splattering it with Ronin’s blood. He finally releases his grip on Ronin, standing back as the champion slides down the hood of the car, crumbling on the ground and laying still. Hank disappears from view and the camera focuses on Ronin, lying on his back with blood smeared across his face and head as the show cuts to a commercial break.
Vs.
Tex: Ronin and Hank Henry III will be tangling with each other tonight for the right to either stay as the champion or become the new champion of the AWA International belt!
Duff: You know, I hope the Family get what they deserve and watch with glee as Hank Henry III here takes away Ronin’s belt! Then we’ll see what the Rebellion has to say about that!
Tex : Would you knock it off, Duff? The Rebellion is still going to maintain a solid grip on things and not allow The Family whatever they want these days.,p>
Duff: In your dreams, Tex !
The crowd goes nuts inside the arena in Dallas, Texas as Stormy Canyon enters the ring with a microphone in her hand, stands in the middle of the ring, and speaks to the crowd.
Stormy: This match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the AWA International championship! Introducing first, the challenger, 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: Now would you look at his eyes, Tex ? It’s all fired up and full of hatred. I think this is going to help him out, as has been on a rage like never before all week long!
Tex : Hatred can be blind though and it can be your downfall. If Hank wants to win this match, he needs to use his rage at the right moments and always stay calm. But Ronin, I’m sure, is going do what he has to do in order to put Hank Henry III in place.
Duff: Are you saying that Ronin already has the match in the bag?
Tex: No Duff, I’m saying that anything is possible!
Stormy: Introducing his opponent, the champion! From Nashville , TN , weighing at 240 lbs, he is the current AWA International Champion…….RONIN!!!!!!!!!
The lights in the arena go out and the crowd begins to buzz in anticipation as 'Violence Fetish’ by Disturbed begins to play over the PA system. The opening riff slowly grows louder, causing the entire building to rumble…
"Bring the violence,
Tex: Neither combatant is letting their eyes off each other as the referee tells them to stay back into their corners until the referee signals for the bell. I think this is not going to end well for either both men!
Duff: Like I said, Hank Henry III is going to do whatever it takes to win here and if he does, The Family will be pleased!
The referee signals for the bell to ring as both men get out of their corners and circle around the ring, sizing each other up. At the center of the ring, both men lock horns, trying to get the advantage first, but neither refuse so they back away. In another attempt, they circle around the ring quickly before locking it up once again, only for Hank Henry III to kick Ronin in the gut, gets him in a clutch and drops a few knees, from left to right, then throws in a wild uppercut. It sends Ronin in a daze as Hank Henry III takes his head off with a vicious clothesline! Hank quickly goes for the pin, hooking the leg, but Ronin gets out of the pin at the count of one with his shoulder up. Hank picks up the big man and head butts Ronin in the face, who staggers back into the lower-left corner. Hank quickly onto him, slapping his chest away a few times, Ronin convulsing and clutching his chest with each other, the pain etched on his face as the crowd “oohs” with each chant. Then Hank decides to step away as Ronin is breathing hard, unable to move for a bit. He made the mistake of taking too long as he taunts Ronin verbally with some words that were too low to hear before he charges him with an intended body splash. Ronin quickly sees him coming and quickly lifts himself in the air, kicking his feet and connecting hard into Hank’s face! Hank staggers backwards and circles around, trying to recover himself as Ronin hoists himself up on the top rope and waits for Hank to turn around. Hank shakes it off and as he turns around, he watches Ronin leap into the air and grab Hank Henry III by the neck, spinning him around and having Hank falling flat on his face with a tornado DDT! Ronin hooks the leg for the pin, but Hank Henry III barely got the shoulder up at the count of two! Ronin quickly stands up and delivers two quick leg drops onto Hank’s chest. Hank is trying to get himself away, but feels his ribs being kicked hard a few times as Ronin is putting the boots into him. Ronin goes to pick the man up, but Hank drives his elbow into Ronin three times, forcing the champion to let him go. But Hank was too slow in his powered-up clothesline as Ronin easily ducked under it and scooped up Hank from behind and smashed his back and neck into the canvas with a back suplex! Hank is near the bottom rope as Ronin goes for another pin, but as the referee counted to two, the referee catches Hank’s right foot hitting the bottom rope and planting it firmly, forcing the referee to stop the count and informing Ronin that no pin attempt will happen. Frustrated, Ronin stands up and grabs both of Hank’s wrists, pulling him back. Without warning, Hank’s left foot and leg whipped above him and his foot struck Ronin hard as Ronin was leaning over, trying to pick up Hank by the hair. Ronin took a few steps back, feeling that boot hit his forehead hard enough to see some blood coming out. Ronin is too stunned to do anything as Hank runs behind him, bounces off the ropes, and hits a nasty chop block that sends Ronin fall on one knee. Then he quickly gets behind the champion and tries to choke him hard with Hank’s right arm around Ronin’s neck, his left arm and hand holding the other and squeezing as tightly as he can, a mix of rage and anger creasing his face as Ronin is being choked, Itali from the outside fearing the worst.
Tex: Oh my! Look at that face! I’ve never seen such anger coming from a man like Hank Henry III before! He may be pushing it way too far!
Duff: No, Tex , choking someone from behind in a position like that is perfectly legal and this is exactly what The Family wants! The more pain involved, the quicker Ronin might be to give it up!
Tex: Ronin is going to do everything that he can to make sure that doesn’t happen, Duff, so quit talking like it’s going to happen. Both superstars are giving it everything they got, but Ronin’s got to do something to get out of the position that he’s in right now!
Duff: He needs to quit, that’s what he needs to do!
The referee is asking Ronin if he wishes to give it up, but Ronin stubbornly shakes his head as Hank gives an even more crazed look as he puts the pressure on tighter. Ronin is able to lift himself onto his feet and then quickly turns his back to the upper-left corner of the ring and runs backwards into it! Hank Henry III is too late to top him as his back careens into the post hard, forcing to let him go as Ronin stumbles forward and is one knee, breathing hard as his lungs slowly start to recover. He then wastes no time as he approaches Hank and unleashes a flurry of punches into Hank’s abdomen as his opponent feels every punch driving into his body and gritting his teeth all the while. Ronin finishes off his combo with a nailing uppercut into his face, the crowd gasping as they saw a few teeth spitting out with blood coming out of Hank’s mouth. Ronin then takes Hank’s head into a headlock and goes for a bulldog, only for Hank to push him off and watching fall onto his chest hard. Ronin quickly stands up, holding his chest in pain as Hank wipes away the blood from his mouth, angry that Ronin could do such a thing! In his anger, Ronin becomes the victim of a running big boot that smashes his face hard enough to make him drop like a stone instantly! Hank follows it up with two quick, dropping elbows onto his opponent’s chest before picking up his opponent and sending him to the ropes. Ronin, however, reverses the move and watches Hank hit the ropes and as he returns, Ronin was a bit too slow in his clothesline, allowing Hank to duck underneath the move with ease and hit the other side. Ronin was also a bit slow in turning around as he is unable to move to the side in time as Hank leaps into the air and downs his opponent with a clothesline in the air! Hank goes for the pin and the referee counts it in. One….two….but Ronin barely gets the shoulder up in time! Hank Henry III looks at the referee is anger as the referee shakes his head, telling him that he made it to two and no more. Dismissing the referee at hand, he sits up Ronin and goes for another choke from behind, since it was successful the first time. However, this attempt wasn’t successful as Ronin stood up, reached around Hank’s head with his right arm and threw him over the shoulder, Hank hitting the canvas hard! Ronin then follows it up with an arm bar as Hank is still laying on the ground, taking his opponent’s left arm and executing the move perfectly! Now it is Hank’s turn to scream like all hell as the referee quickly rushes to Hank’s side, asking him if he wishes to give it up. Ronin encourages the referee’s question with arm pressure of his own, feeling that Hank is about to give it up at any moment. But quit isn’t in Hank’s vocabulary at the moment as he sees that he near the bottom rope to the right side of the ring and slowly crawls over, Ronin trying his best to hold on. The pain hurts badly, but moments later, Hank is just within reach of it barely and then finally grasps a hold of it! The referee looks at Ronin and tells him to let go as Ronin rolls away backward and onto his feet while Hank is slowly getting himself up using the ropes, looking angrily at the International champion.
Duff: Ronin, I’ll admit, is giving Hank Henry III a run for his money, but Hank needs to turn things around if he wants to win!
Tex: Speaking of Hank, Tex, what the heck is he doing???
As the match continues on, Hank runs out of the ring, and grabs a microphone. He also grabs a bag under the ring and opens it. Ronin looks to him like he’s nuts as Hank starts throwing money to the referee.
Hank: I am throwing down money on this match to demand it be a no disqualification match!
The referee looks confused and starts counting Hank out. All of a sudden “Seek and Destroy” hit’s the PA and John Irons is seen on the Tron, smirking a shit eating grin.
Irons: Hang on a sec there ref. If Mister Henry the Third here wants to spend his hard earned money on his match and make it a No DQ match, then by all means this match is restarting and is now a No Disqualification match. Mister Tex Martin, please count out One Thousand Dollars from that bag and make sure that our accounting department gets it. Hank, you best know what the hell you’re doing brother….
John Irons turns around and exits to the back as Ronin walks over to the ropes and leaning over, yelling at Hank furiously as Hank ignores him, getting his opponent’s feet and taking him out underneath, Ronin slipping and falling on his back. Hank gets him to slide out of the ring as Ronin goes to punch Hank in the face with a right haymaker, but Hank ducks underneath it, grabbing a fork within his tights and quickly stabbing Ronin in the neck with it. Ronin is screaming in pain as blood starts to flow from his neck before, the head wound now busted open from earlier. Enjoying his moment, he stabs him with the fork a few more times before throwing it over to Chaplin Graves, who grabs the item from mid-air and shoves it into his clothing. Hank takes Ronin by the head and smashes his head on the announcer’s tables a few times, making the head wound worse! The third smash of that move, dizzied Ronin and he’s breathing hard as Hank Henry III yells at the staff to get out of their chairs. They scramble out of his way as he takes one chair and folds it up. As he returns, he sees Ronin on the floor, chest first, and is trying to crawl over to the steps to help himself get back on his feet. Hank, with a sadistic grin on his face, begins to dish out the pain as he smashes the chair into Ronin at least fifteen times, each blow harder than the next, the crowd gasping with each hit. This is a new side of Hank Henry that we haven’t seen before and it shows! Hank then smashes the back of Ronin’s face with the chair for good measure before tossing the chair away. Ronin seems broken on the floor as Hank stands over him, admiring his work. He kicks him on the ribs hard a few times as Ronin groans out in pain. Hank looks over to the nearest pole and decides he wants to throw Ronin into it, so he lifts the champion off his feet and tries to throw him into the post. But somehow, through some measure of untapped strength, Ronin reverses the move and Hank collides with the post! Ronin is slowly starting to get up as he sees Hank coming towards him, although temporary stunned, and Ronin hits an improvised neck breaker! Since it’s a No-DQ match, a pin can happen anywhere now as Ronin goes to cover Hank. 1…..2…..but Hank BARELY manages to get the shoulder up before the referee hits the count of three! Ronin stands up, but feels his back giving out as he stumbles forward and manages to catch himself on the announcer’s table. Hank is still out of it, which gives Ronin time to recuperate and sees the cameraman nearby, off to his left and that gives him a good idea. Quickly taking the camera off him, he begins to stand up on the announcer’s table, with the camera in his hands, as Hank is seeing stars as he’s on one knee. It takes a few moments for Hank to recover, but once he does, he looks around, at least in front, and doesn’t see him. But once he turns around, Ronin was too quick for him for to do anything as Ronin goes airbourne with the camera, smashing it hard into Hank’s face and rolling on the ground safely as Hank slips as if he slipped on a banana peel and hit the concrete floor hard, more blood coming out of his mouth than before!
Tex: Duff, the crowd are going nuts for these two superstars! What Hank did was crazy, to be sure, but neither are giving each other an inch!
Duff: On that one, you are right! The International title is on the line and since Hank made it a Non-Disqualification match anything goes!
Throwing the camera back to the cameraman, Ronin takes a wire that was nearby and on the ground and begins to whirl it around Hank’s neck and pulls the wire tight. Hank is now choking like mad, feeling his lungs closing. Ronin screams into his ears, asking him how it feels now as Hank is struggling to get himself out, the referee asking Hank once more if he wishes to give up. But Hank answers resoundingly as he stands up and runs backward into the same pole that he tried to get Ronin’s head into earlier. Ronin feels his back giving out once again as he lets go and falls to the floor as Hank spins the wire out of his neck and tosses it away before he stands Ronin up, kicking him in the gut and getting him in position of a powerbomb and slamming his back into the top of the steel steps! Ronin rolls down the steps, arching his back in pain as Chaplin suddenly throws a pair of brass knuckles to Hank, who grabs it in mid-air and equips it on his right hand. Ronin tries to get up, but Hank beats him down the brass knuckles, not allowing the champion to get back up. Ronin is feeling fresh blood coming down, but he ignores it as he turns himself around, on the floor, and pushes Hank back with his feet before Hank could launch one more strike with the brass knuckles. Ronin quickly gets up and spears Hank through the barricade, eliciting yet another roar from the crowd. Both men are down as Ronin rolls off him and the two are catching their breath as the referee rushes over to them, checking them both up, but is unable to do a count on them and has to wait it out. The crowd before them is yelling for both stars and tapping them on their shoulders as the two slowly start to recover and finally push themselves off to their feet. Then both Ronin and Hank Henry III, spend and exhausted, launch themselves into a punching war with each other, going back and forth as it is spilling through the crowd. It goes back and forth, neither one gaining the advantage, until Hank Henry is able to knee Ronin a few times to let his guard down, then decides to take him back to the ring and throw the champion into the ring. As Hank Henry rolls back in, he goes for a pin, but Ronin denies him victory at the count of two as he kicks out of it. Hank is not happy with it and he decides to go ahead and finish off the champion as he lifts him back to his feet, kicks him in the gut, and goes for his signature finisher, The Proletariat Lariat! But the move turned out to be an unsuccessful one as Ronin was able to somehow slip out of the move and landing on his feet. Hank realized what just happened and turns around, kicking him in the gut and executing The Elder’s Wrath! Ronin goes for the cover and the referee counts it in…..1……2……..3!!!!!!!!!! The referee stands up and immediately calls for the bell as Hank Henry kicked in a SECOND TOO LATE as Ronin rolls away from him and gets out of the ring as Itali hands the belt back over to him as the referee rushes over to Ronin and raises his arm in victory!
Stormy: Here is your winner and STILL the AWA International champion….RONIN!!!!!!!!!!!!
Duff: Great! Just great! Hank let it slip with his finishing maneuver and paid the price! The Family must be seething with rage as they watch all of this unfold!
Tex : Well, at least one of the two titles is staying with Rebellion, so the question remains, is the other also going to stay in The Rebellion? That match is live and is next!
Hank is starting to come to and stares a deep hole into Ronin, his eyes burning with rage and hatred as Ronin holds the International title in the air, arms in arms with his girl as the two stare each other. The crowd stand up and give both superstars major round of applause.
Winner:
it's significant
to the life if you've ever known anyone.
Bring the violence,
it's significant
to the life can you feel it?
Oh ow, ow!"
A thunderous explosion rocks the arena as fireworks and pyrotechnics fill the entrance area. As the smoke clears, Ronin and Ilati step through the haze onto the entrance ramp to a jumbled chorus of cheers and chants, the International Championship belt shining around Ronin's waist. They walk to the bottom of the ramp and stop.
Ronin holds the International Title over his head as another pop of pyro goes off behind him.
He smiles ear-to-ear as he slowly walks toward the ring, chanting and high-fiving along with the fans on his way. He hands the International Title to Ilati, leaving her to stand outside the ring as he slides under the bottom rope and begins to circle the ring in anticipation.
Page Harris is standing by somewhere backstage with a microphone in hand as the fans see her on the Titantron.
Page: Ladies and gentleman, this is an exclusive interview that can be seen nowhere else except on AWA TV. With me at the moment is the current AWA Universal champion, The One And Only – Metamania!!!!!!
The entire arena erupts into a huge cheer all over the arena in Dallas, Texas as Metamania steps into the picture, to the left of Page Harris, and smiling at the camera with the Universal championship over his shoulder. He nods to the camera, greeting fans all over the arena and those watching on television all over the world before looking into Page Harris’s eyes and awaiting her question.
Page: As you are well aware of, Metamania, Chase Tomlin earned the right to face you this week for the Universal championship as he defeated Hank Henry III two weeks ago for that honor. All week long, you and him have traded insulting banter towards one another and now will come the final result. Stepping into your first title defense, how do you feel going into this match and could this be your first and possible last title defense against a man like Chase Tomlin?
Page Harris puts the microphone over to Metamania’s lips as he now looks at the camera once again and speaks.
Metamania: Chase Tomlin.
Let me tell you a few things. I do not care if I piss off The Family. I do not care if I hurt your feelings about your deceased wife. I do not care if I even hurt you or your pathetic feelings. You deserve to be insulted and humiliated after all the pain and punishment you decided to give me. You were the one that required help in the first place to defeat me, since you couldn’t do it well on your own, and you got the first win over me. Then you decided to embarrass the crap out of me in our second singles match and that WILL NOT happen again. Tonight is now the final chapter to our small rivalry and this will be the one match where I shall you the perfect example of what it means not to screw with the man who has worked so hard and gotten this far to reach this point. I do not care about your misbegetton girlfriend of yours, Marissa Swanson, bedridden and a ugly-looking sight to see these days. She made the biggest mistake of her life when she crossed paths with me and I stripped EVERYTHING away from her the moment I won the title, due to Rebellion inference! See, unlike that stupid girl, at least I can admit that these things happened, even when I didn’t know of it until seconds later! This time, Chase Tomlin, you and I are going to go at it, one more time. You and I are going to do whatever it takes to try and end our respective careers inside that hell, but when all the smoke is cleared and the dust is settled, I’m going to shut you up, for good. I’m going to bury you in that casket and shut it firmly, assuring myself and the fans that I am not a fluke nor am I a paper champion! I know that The Family will do whatever it takes to get the belt off my hand and if I see Marissa Swanson during the match at all, I won’t be surprised. I know that she tried to speak on behalf of you earlier this week, but her words do not count and she has nothing better to do than to lie and cheat her way back to the top in full form. Well, I ain’t buying it! There’s going to be no help from her or from The Family this time and there’s going to be no help from The Rebellion or anyone else this time either. This is about you and me, Chase Tomlin, but more importantly, it’s about me and gaining some measure of retribution from the two losses that you handed to me in the past. Well, you stupid, ignorant son of a *bleep*, you’re finally going to be finding out, first hand, exactly why I am everything that I said I was all throughout this week, except you’ll be seeing a different side of mine. See, I can’t guarantee everyone a victory, but I am going to do my absolute BEST to see that mission accomplished! I’m glad that I got you under your skin all week long and this time, I’m going to hopefully and finally bury the puissant cockroach that’s Chase Tomlin and end your time here for all eternity. When that is done, you’re going to wish that you’d never cross swords with me, as the referee will hand me back not just mine, but the Rebellion and the fans’s title, and I will lift it in the air and smirk with glee as Chase Tomlin finally rests in peace, never again to return in my life any longer! THE ONE AND ONLY will be seeing you in the ring very shortly! If you’ll excuse me, Page, I have to get going now!
Metamania nods to the camera and walks away as Page Harris lowers the mic and stares after him as we fade to show Foxxy Dreams standing at the interview set backstage. She stands there with a smile, dressed to impress as the cameraman signals her to begin.
Foxxy Dreams: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight has been incredible, but it's only going to get better. Later tonight, the AWA Universal Championship will be on the line in a casket match. My guest at this time is the man who is looking to leave Insomnia with more gold than he came in with. Please welcome at this time, The Dark Angel himself, Chase Tomlin!
The crowd erupts with boos as the camera zooms out a bit as Chase Tomlin step onto the set with a calm, cool, yet eerily stoic look upon his face. Foxxy takes a moment to regain her bearings before looking up at the big man with a sheepish smile.
Foxxy Dreams: Chase, all night, it's been said you have been seen all over this arena, blowing off steam in preparation for your match tonight. With the stakes as high as they've ever been for you here in the AWA, what is going through your mind as the moment moves closer?
Chase starts to speak, but then pauses, allowing himself the chance to collect his thoughts before looking down at Foxxy.
Chase Tomlin: There's only one thing going through my mind right now Miss Dreams... Carnage in it's purest form. This has been a long time coming and I'm actually relieved that it's finally coming to an end tonight. Ever since I've arrived on the scene, Metamania has been threatened by my presence and had made it a point to become my personal whipping boy week in and week out. This week, I'm getting more than just the satisfaction of battering him once more. I get the distinct pleasure of being the man who relieves him of the title that he never should have won or could have won alone to begin with. One thing that Metamania is going to realize is that he can't escape fate. The Hand of Destiny guides us all Miss Dreams...
Chase looks to the camera, frustration beginning to build in his eyes.
Chase Tomlin: Tonight, Metamania shall be guided to his final resting place at the hand of the Dark Angel. I will leave with the Universal Championship. If Metamania or anyone else in The Rebellion wants to stand in my way, then by all means, I invite them to try. Tonight shall be a bit of foreshadowing Miss Dreams. This petty rivalry has gone on long enough and I think it's time to raise the stakes. It's time to stain the path with blood and leave a lasting impression upon the undeserving. Tonight, live in front of the most insecure crowd this country could find, The Dark Angel lays to rest the One and Only... Once and for all.
Chase shakes his head slowly then makes his way off camera, leaving Foxxy Dreams feeling a little uneasy as the camera cuts back to ringside as The arena within the Dallas Convention Center is abuzz with murmurs. Those become louder as the silhouette of the AWA President of Public Relations comes from out of the backstage area wearing an all-black business-like dress, walking with purpose to the ring with an AWA microphone in hand, ignoring her hometown crowd. Her usual entrance music doesn’t even play and it seems like she didn’t want it to anyways. Stormy Canyon announces her presence from her ringside location.
Stormy: Ladies and gentlemen, from Dallas, Texas, she is AWA’s President of the Public Relations committee…Stacy Kissingerrrrr!!!
Stacy gets some cheers from the hometown crowd and not all that many boos, but she has a look on her that’s a very uncaring and not amused one. She even interrupts the crowd’s cheers for her and gets right down to business.
Stacy: Aight first thangs first, almost any otha night I’d be glad to be back home, but tonight is NOT one of those nights! So just all ya’lls listen up, ‘cause this is VERY important business that cannot and should not be ignored…by anyone. And I mean ANYONE! Do all ya’ll commonahs out there hear me?! Well do ya?!
The cheers that had emanated for Stacy are long gone as some of the people in the crowd boo her as the others stay silent.
Stacy: Good. First off, fer the main event tonight it has been proclaimed that no membah of the Rebellion will interfere by our esteemed General Managah Canis. Well, let’s just say that we saw through his lies earliah tonight…and he paid fer those lies.
The crowd boos a bit louder now, recalling the events of earlier on in the evening.
Tex: She’s only running her mouth right now because Canis isn’t here.
Duff: He wouldn’t be able to stop her anyways Tex. This is business that goes WAY over Canis’s head, which means it goes over all of the Rebellion’s as a whole!
Stacy brings the microphone really close to her lips and continues.
Stacy: So with Canis removed, and before our main event comes here to all ya’ll undeservin’ fans live, myself and the rest of the Public Relations Committee turn our eyes to Mr. John Irons.
The fans give off a mixed reaction, but mostly cheers while Stacy just looks plain out disgusted.
Stacy: Ya cheer fer a man that’s stealin’ from not only the AWA talent’s pockets, but all of YER pockets as well! I have more documentation and proof that all of ya’lls would be able to undastand. And a few days ago back in L.A., I dispensed it all to the rest of the committee. That evidence now rests in their hands and goin’ forward the committee will have their eyes fully on Irons. We all put it to a vote and in unanimous fashion, the vote was that Mr. Irons is to be on probation. He will remain the Chief Financial Officer fer now, but one slip, any money missin’ from anyone’s paycheck or if there is any occurrence of any pay-offs to a referee, and he gets the hook.
Stacy gives the hook sign but isn’t smiling, even after that.
Duff: Wow! I’ll say that Stacy let go a big memorandum right there from our Public Relations Committee. She chairs that committee yes, but there are eight others on it as far as I know. That means a 9-0 vote. Your buddy Irons might want to watch his step and what his hands do, Tex.
Tex: John will prove that he isn’t taking any money.
Duff: Fat chance. If Stacy has proof, I believe her.
Tex: You believe any woman’s voice that you hear…
Stacy: Anotha thang before I go. Just so ya’ll know, Marissa Swanson WILL be back and ready to compete next week. Metamania thought he had silenced her, but he was wrong. It’s in fact HE that will be silenced in just a few moments. So ya’ll sit back, enjoy it, boo it, it won’t mattah. Goin’ forward we will have a reliable and talented Universal Champion…a reliable and dedicated ownah in Goth, ya that includes afta WrestleQuest II gets ovah in May…and we might very well also have someone that we can all fully trust….
All of a sudden “Seek and Destroy” hit’s the PA as John Irons can be seen walking out from the back. He wastes no time amongst the crowd’s cheers of further interrupting Ms. Kissinger.
Irons: Now before you get your panties in a bunch, allow me to point out a few things here bitch.
Tex: Did he just say what I think he just said?
Duff: Run Stacy! Plug your ears so you don’t have to listen to…
Tex: Oh will you shut it for once?
Irons: As Chief Financial Officer of the AWA, I control ninety percent of the stock, which gives me pissing room to tell you when and where to shut your cock holster. First and foremost, it was me that brought the inappropriate money spending by The Family to light, and it was The Rebellion that put it to rest once and for all. What you need to do, miss twat waffle is know your role in this company and get down on your knees….
Tex: Don’t say it Boss Man!
Duff: He better not be insulting MY woman!
Irons: ….and give me one god damned good reason why I shouldn’t fire your ass in your home state, and home town? BUT I tell you what, since it’s the holiday season and all, you get to keep your job for the time being, but you are hereby SUSPENDED from ANY public appearances on AWA programming until further notice.
Stacy: Ya can’t do that! I’m…
Irons: I just did. That means no seeing you while we air Monday Night Insomnia, and that also goes for any house shows and Pay-Per-Views we have. This also goes for your inbred cousin Jay Gold, whom you seem to can‘t keep your hands off of. Now as far as your little color commentary for all these nice folks, and insulting the man who carries the top prize in this business, and tarnishing my good name….You’re little protégé Marissa is going to have a hay day with this one. Next week, right here on Monday Night Insomnia, we will have a Triple Threat Texas Bullrope Match. It WILL be Marissa Swanson….
The crowd boos at the former Universal Champion’s name.
Irons: Versus…….CHASE TOMLIN…….
More boos and jeers are heard from the crowd.
Irons: …..VERSUS……..JONATHAN “FANG” PORTER!!
The crowd hearing this begins to cheer. Some fans nod their heads in approval for what The Big Boss of the AWA has done. Others cheer wildly for the anticipation of the match.
Irons: Oh, and one last thing Ms. Kissinger…Throw any temper tantrum all you want. This is setting the balance for what you and The Family did to our General Manager Canis! Now, get the hell out of that ring and go back to doing whatever Slut activities you do with The Family behind closed doors!
“Seek and Destroy” hits as Irons can be seen smirking a shit eating grin as the scene goes to commercial.
Vs.
The show re-opens at ring side as Stormy Canyon has slipped into the ring, ready to announce the competitors that will compete tonight for the AWA Universal Championship belt.
Stormy: The following contest is your main event and is a Casket Match for the AWA Universallll Championshiiiiip!!! To win, one must lock their opponent inside a casket…
Stormy turns to the stage. At that same moment, the sounds of an alarm, along with gunfire, blare over the speakers as does the whirling of helicopter blades before the guitars and drums kick off Disturbed's Indestructible. As Metamania steps out from behind the curtain and stands at the center of the top of the ramp, two pyros, from each side, blast a few times as Stormy makes her next announcement.
Stormy: Introducing first, from New York City, weighing in at 176 pounds, he is the current AWA Universal Champioooonnn…Metaaaamaaaaaaaaniaaaaa!!!
The fans cheer on The One And Only as Metamania turns as Freya, dressed in her sexy wrestling outfit, walks over to her man, standing next to him and the two take each other's hand and start walking down the ramp aisle. They break off so that they can greet the fans with handshakes, high fives, and smiles, the crowd happy to see Metamania as they roar loudly. As they reach ringside, Metamania jumps on the apron side of the ring, then sits on the bottom rope while pulling the top rope up, looking at his wife, smiling widely. Freya returns his smile with her own as she steps through the ropes, then Metamania follows suit with the AWA Universal Championship belt in tow. The One And Only walks over to both Stormy Canyon and the referee, shaking their hands and greeting them with his trademark smile. Metamania hands in the title to the referee who takes it out of the ring and brings it over to the timekeeper. Then Metamania walks over to the center of the ring, faces down the camera looking back at him, and raises his right hand in the air, immediately clenching his fist. The arena lights go off as green pyro shoots from all four corners of the ring four times. The song then fades away, the lights go back up, and Freya grabs her man and kisses him passionately before the couple break it off. She then exits the ring, lands on the concrete floor, and watches her man closely, beginning to shout support and encouragement as Metamania shifts his attention to the entrance ramp, his game face already on, awaiting the arrival of his opponent.
Tex: And there he is…
Duff: You mean midget…
Tex: All you’re doing is showing bias against him.
Duff: I’m entitled to my own opinions.
The lights in the arena dim to total black. The wrestler rampway is slowly lit two lights at a time until finally the ramp is lit up enough to see cloaked human beings bringing down a casket. They move slowly down the ramp until finally bringing the casket to rest right up against the ring apron. The mood inside the Dallas Convention Center is a very somber one as Metamania and Freya both look towards the casket now. Metamania psyches himself up as the cloaked human beings head back from where they came. As soon as they are gone the arena fades into a crimson hue as the heavy riff of the opening of "Death Blooms" by Mudvayne begins to play through the speakers. The fans begin to boo as a small flame circles the center of the stage. A few moments pass before the music intensifies, causing the flames to rocket into the air. As the flames begin to die down, Chase Tomlin stands in the center of the small flames, looking around the crowd.
Stormy: And his opponent, from parts unknown, weighing in at 315 pounds…Chaaase Tomliiiiin!!!
Chase smirks slyly before stepping through the flames and making his way into the blood red spotlight and making his way down to the ring. At the bottom of the ramp, Chase first examines the casket before looking up at Metamania for a brief moment before looking back at the casket. He runs his fingers of his right hand along the top of it before he walks around the ring to the steel steps, slowly stepping up one at a time before slowly pacing across the apron, taking a moment to look into the crowd with disgust before climbing between the ropes and making his way to his corner as the lights return to normal. Chase removes his trench coat and drapes it across the top rope as the music fades out. Metamania looks at his challenger and the challenger looks at the champion with a death stare as the bell is called for by Referee “Honest” Hal Smith.
Tex: And away we go…
Metamania is looking to hold nothing back as he circles around the bigger man, knowing full well that Chase has been a major thorn in his side in past matchups. Metamania fakes a kick as Chase just shakes his head. Metamania takes that as his challenger mocking him and goes and spears Chase successfully down to the canvas.
Tex: The champion scores the first hit!
Duff: Stop acting like this is already over. It’s only just beginning.
Metamania stands up and prepares to go for one of his special kicks, waiting for Chase to rise to his feet. Chase rises but sees Metamania’s right foot coming towards him. Chase catches it and Metamania goes to use his left, but that too is caught and Chase simply plants the smaller man to the canvas. He eyes the closed casket at ringside…
Duff: This might be over quick Tex! Get ready to pay up!
Chase rolls Metamania over a few times, but Metamania suddenly slides underneath Chase’s legs and away from immediate danger. He gets to his feet quickly as Freya breathes a sigh of relief. The crowd seems more relaxed now too as Chase is back up to his feet, glaring at the champion. Metamania points to his head, showing off that he’s thinking more than Chase is at this point.
Tex: Metamania couldn’t have said it any better when he said this match is a thinking man’s match.
Duff: That’s only part of it Tex…and you know it! You have to have skill, not just thoughts and words to prevail in a match such as this.
Tex: Metamania has those skills, you watch.
Duff: I’m watching and our champion does not impress me.
Chase no longer holds back and rears back before going forward to clothesline Metamania. Metamania ducks though and Chase comes off the ropes. Metamania goes for a kick to the chest and gets it, but not enough as Chase only staggers a bit. Metamania however though sees his opportunity and goes to grab Chase’s head to drop him to the mat with the Rage of the Dragon. Chase however does not allow his opponent to hit the Rock Bottom and instead puts a hand to Metamania’s throat. Metamania lets go of Chase and begins to gasp his air. Referee Hal Smith comes over just as Chase raises Metamania into the air and drops him with a chokeslam. Metamania bounces off the canvas as Freya puts both hands to her mouth. The Dallas crowd boos as Chase puts his thumb near his throat to do a cutthroat symbol. He then points to the casket and drags Metamania over to that side of the ring. He stops though and shakes his head, without words saying “Not yet”.
Duff: He’s holding off. Gotta love this.
Tex: You would…
Duff: I already have.
Chase drags Metamania back into the center of the ring. He simply punches Metamania in the gut, doubling him over. He then shoves Metamania’s head in-between his legs and is about to bring Metamania up for the Apocalypse Plunge but Metamania is able to worm his way out. He quickly tosses himself up against the nearest set of ropes and comes flying back at the challenger, hoping to put Chase down with the Flipping Dragon. He goes for the diamond cutter, but Chase feels Metamania coming and simply tosses him forward to the mat. Chase looks down at the champion and again shakes his head before bringing Metamania up to his feet. Chase delivers an Irish whip, snapping Metamania into one of the corners that’s near the casket. Metamania bounces off the turnbuckle and Chase delivers a thumb to the left eye of Metamania that the referee doesn’t see thanks to obscured vision.
Tex: He just poked him in the eye!
Duff: It was incidental contact. That stuff happens Tex. This is a wrestling match!
Tex: Oh please…
Metamania feels for his eye, but stops when he sees Chase going to clip him down at the knees. Metamania rolls over Tomlin’s back and then yanks him down to the canvas, pinning him. The referee waves it off as Tomlin gets away from Metamania. Chase stands back up as does Metamania. Chase suddenly however slips out of the ring and goes to look under the ring apron. Metamania rolls out of the ring admirably and goes after Chase. Pulling him away from looking under the ring. Chase simply pushes Metamania away before getting his hands on something. He pulls it out a bit of the way before Metamania missile drop kicks Chase into the side of the ring. The camera at ringside focuses in on the item a bit and can see that a few top rungs of a ladder are sticking out from beneath the ring.
Tex: That…that’s a ladder! This isn’t a ladder match!
Duff: It doesn’t matter Tex. The only way to win is to get your opponent into the casket, meaning Chase can’t get disqualified! In a way, turnabout is fair play!
Tex: If that’s true, Meta can use the ladder for his own uses as well! So hahaha!
Metamania pulls the ladder out the rest of the way and leans it against the side of the ropes. The referee calls the two of them back into the ring. Chase rolls up onto the apron but Metamania pulls him back down. He goes to hip toss Chase into the ladder, but can’t lift him up enough. Chase is able to reverse and throw Metamania towards the ladder but Metamania jumps over it, avoiding contact with the object.
Tex: Great leaping ability there!!!
Chase slides back into the ring now as does Metamania in a different spot. Freya shouts encouragement, but Chase pays no attention to her and instead tosses himself right at Metamania, spearing him right into the ropes. Metamania however after coming out of the ropes tackles the bigger man to the canvas, much to the delight of Freya and the Dallas crowd. Metamania opens up with fists of fury, obviously excited to have the big man off his feet. Referee Hal Smith pulls the masked man off of Chase after a short bit, reminding him to get to the task at hand. Metamania apologizes to the referee as Chase slowly begins to come to his feet. It’s not fast enough however as Metamania hits the Dragon’s Bite. This levels Chase to the canvas. Metamania remounts his challenger and turns him over and looks in the Torture of the Dragon STF. Chase gets over to the ropes pretty quickly and uses the ropes as leverage to kick Metamania away from his torso after a few more moments.
Duff: Metamania obviously isn’t thinking. This match is NOT about pinfalls or submissions.
Tex: Did you not ever think that he’s doing all this just to weaken Chase enough so he can roll him into the casket?
Duff has no response to that truth. Instead he turns his eyes back to the ring to watch the match. Chase comes to his feet but Metamania again is a step ahead of Tomlin as he runs at him and flapjacks him right into the corner. Metamania than scales to the top rope and brings Chase crashing to the canvas with a Flipping Dragon from the top rope. The crowd cheers as Metamania now takes a look over at the casket. He goes to it but is unable to get to it. Chase spins Metamania around and clotheslines him right to the canvas. Chase licks his chops and again looks over at the casket before winking out into the crowd.
Tex: That was an evil looking wink. I don’t like that Chase has evil intentions for Metamania.
Duff: There is no good and evil, Tex.
Tex: Bull…
Chase looks down at Metamania and kicks his body as Freya is now right at the ring apron, prodding her man to wake up and get back to his feet. Chase pays no mind to her and simply kicks Metamania out of the ring underneath the bottom rope, Metamania’s small carcass being deposited on the ringside floor. Freya is showing much concern as are the whole crowd in attendance. All of them are standing but hushed as Chase picks Metamania up off of the floor. Chase rams Metamania into the crowd barrier, fully taking control now of the smaller man.
Tex: This is the ONE area where I don’t like Metamania’s chances. I didn’t think it would come to this…
This time it’s Tex that is silent as Chase picks up Metamania and throws him over his shoulders, racking him up in a torture rack for all of the arena to see.
Duff: The best part is no Rebellion out here to save him from the fate that he deserves!
Chase finally moves closer to the casket and without warning slams Metamania down right on top of it! The crowd OHs and Freya is really frightened now for her man.
Duff: There we go! He’s not fooling around anymore!!!
Tex: He still has to open up the casket and slam the lid shut on him. He hasn’t done that yet so he hasn’t won. He hasn’t done what he set out to do.
Duff: All in due time Tex, all in due time…
Chase Tomlin moves over to the casket now and leaps to on top of it. He picks Metamania off of the lid and sets him up for a move.
Tex: Oh god, he isn’t…!
Duff: Yes he is! DO IT!!!!
Tex: Poor Metamania will die if he connects with it!
Chase doesn’t think twice and brings up Metamania for the Apocalypse Plunge. Metamania however is back to life and delivers a few fists to the face of Chase, causing the challenger to teeter. Chase however finishes off the move, the two of them scaling through the sky and down to the bottom of the wrestler rampway as the crowd goes ballistic, especially when they see Metamania crawling away from Chase with a fierce look in his eyes. Chase as well is just beginning to recover. Freya gets out of the way as Metamania goes back and retrieves the ladder.
Duff: Figures that Metamania would be the desperate one…
Tex: He wasn’t the one that was looking to deliver an Apocalypse Plunge from up on top of the casket!
Duff: That was just the rightful champion being innovative. What that masked buffoon has planned is nothing new…
Metamania runs at Chase with the ladder and connects with it, sending Chase down to the floor. Metamania tosses the ladder away as he hears Referee Hal Smith telling him to either put Chase into the casket or get back into the ring. Metamania nods and walks to the casket, not feeling 100 percent, obviously still feeling some of the effects on what this match has put his body through. Metamania finally is at the casket and he opens up the lid. He then turns his attention towards Chase Tomlin as he lifts him up to his feet and is about to slam his face into the open casket. Chase connects with the head against the side of the casket as Metamania holds on to the back of his head. He is about to slam his head one more time into the casket, but it is Chase Tomlin that blocks it and then elbows Metamania into the stomach area.
Tex: Nice counter!!
Duff: Damn right it is!! The family is going to take home the Gold!!!
Chase holds on to his face, looking at his hand to see if he is bleeding. But this is not the case. He then turns his attention towards Metamania as he picks him up and lifts him in the air for a chokeslam, but as he lifts him up in the air it is Metamania that somehow manages to break free from the grip and grabs Chase by the head as he holds him in a chokehold. Chase is trying to fight himself out of the hold as he is moving around, but Metamania is holding on to the hold as he gets himself inside the casket and continues the choke while putting all of his weight on the neck of the challenger…. Forcing him to be choked out and also to be pulled inside the casket.
Tex: Can Metamania get the much larger man inside the casket this way?? He has to watch out for not having the lid being closed upon himself!!!
Chase is slowly being pulled inside the casket when suddenly Marissa Swanson can be seen running to the ring as the fans are booing the member of the Family
Tex: Hey!! She wasn’t supposed to be here!!!!
Duff: Who cares!! She can do whatever she wants!!!
Marissa runs towards the casket as Metamania has managed to get chase inside the casket. Marissa suddenly slams the casket shut as both men are inside the casket and the fans boo her even louder. The referee tells the match to be continued as both men are in the casket and there is no clear winner. The referee then turns towards Marissa Swanson as he tells her that she has no business to be anywhere near this match and if she doesn’t belong near this match or else she will get suspended. Marissa walks away reluctantly as the fans are booing her.
Duff: What is this idiot of a referee doing!!!!
Tex: He is doing what he should be doing!! His job!
The camera moves back towards the casket when suddenly Metamania tries to crawl out of the casket when suddenly a hand pulls him back into the casket as Chase gets up and lifts Metamania up in the air and chokeslams him inside the casket as this causes it to fall on the concrete as the card underneath gives away. Chase drops out of the casket as Metamania has his leg outside of the casket. Chase grabs the leg and shoves it inside the casket as he slams the casket close and the referee calls for the bell as this makes it the end of the match and the end of the reign of Metamania as champion.
Stormy: Here is your winner and the NEEEEW AWA Universal Champiooooon…CHASE TOMLIIIIIN!!!!!
Chase takes his arm away from Referee Hal Smith as he celebrates his victory with the championship belt in his hands as this was handed to him. He is celebrating as suddenly Goth’s music hits as the owner of the AWA walks out to the ring with a big grin on his face.
Goth: See people, the Family always gets what they want!! And tonight we showed the world that Chase is the better man on this given night!! And you Metamania? I guess your end is coming. But there is one thing that needs to be done as it appears to be that you and Marissa have a score to be settled and you two will settle it for the final time this coming PPV as you two will wage war in a HELL IN A CELL Match!!!!
Tex: Woah!!!!
Goth applauds the new champion as the show comes to an end.
Winner: