The show starts off as we see replays from last Sunday's PPV where we see flashes of surprising events between Goth and Thor and Hank joining the Axiom and Fang finally winning the big one. When suddenly "Darkside" from Gothminister blasts across the sound system and the owner of the AWA comes out grinning from ear to ear as he enjoys the boos and whistles from the crowd.

Duff: There he is!! THE MAN!!!!!

Tex: Stop sucking up to him Duff, you won't get another paycheck that's for sure

Goth gets in the ring and demands a microphone to be lowered to the ring as he grins even more. The crowd is chanting asshole as he is taking it as merely music to his ears before he signals for his music to be shut down. He stares at the crowd before putting the microphone to his mouth and starts to speak

Goth: What a November, to remember don't we people? I mean, let's face it. We all have hopes and dreams that I will go away eventually, while it is yours truly that is only getting stronger and stronger by the minute. I mean seriously, I know that Despayre has his title and that he is seemingly unbeatable. But we all saw how Gabriel just could not get it done as my next and future acquisition Fang will join me and I will become even stronger!!!

The crowd boos Goth as he bursts out in laughter even louder before turning his attention back to the microphone

Goth: Oh sweet irony, how could you not have seen it coming? The man is my fucking brother!!! He's the champion of all champions in this federation. You absolutely think he would not align with me? Seriously, it was all meant to happen int he first place, just to piss the little stuck up brat Dreadful and her sugar daddy Thor Odinson. Oh please, as if Fang wanted to align himself with losers like them? A guy who has the size of a Norwegian God and hides behind a skirt that is thinner than my freaking wrist!! But that's ok, you see. After Sunday my brother showed me the man that he was meant to be, I dominated the GWA... and my brother will dominate everyone in the AWA. Welcome my brother, welcome to the life of your blood brother... Welcome to my home dear brother!! Welcome to the......

Suddenly we hear the "God of Thunder" by Rebellion across the sound system as the Vice President Thor Odinson shaking his head as he comes to the arena as the fans cheer. Thor is dressed in a black t-shirt and wearing his wrestling trunks obviously been getting ready for his match later tonight. Goth looks at him amused

Goth: Well, well, well. If this aint the man that is convinced that he is going to knock me off my throne. The coward that ran away and now suddenly is brave enough to put his very own bimbo up for grabs for me to take and ravage her off her innocence.. Just like I did to Ashe years ago!!!

Goth stares amused towards Thor as he enters the ring and gets nose to nose with him. There is a considerable dislike to each other about this.

Thor Odinson: Goth. Goth. Goth. You are a bigger fool than I thought you were. Fang beat both Dreadful's and your champions last week. You saw Fang win the Universal Championship and choose not the align with either you or Dreadful. Welcoming and congratulating Jonathan Porter is all fine and good but last week you failed yet again. Are you sure you know what you are doing with your cheap act comic mastermind thing you have been trying? So far every attempt you have tried is a joke. A failure. That is why you are speaking out of your ass right now.

Goth grins as he listens to the words that Thor is saying towards him as if they do not have any effect on him..

Thor Odinson: Now it was you that offered your AWA Presidency to Penny Dreadful for her heart first. No one suggested it, but you said it. That you wanted to toss another failed champion probably that loser Chaos to fight so you can get first base with Penny Dreadful. Man, Goth. You are that desperate for a woman? That you have to have someone win them for you? Some advice ditch the girl make up. Quit pretending to be Robert Pattison from Twilight with that sparkly vampire thing. Get some sun and dress up like a man for once not some cross dresser with gender issues. That might be a start to actually get a woman.

Goth chuckles as he shakes his head in disagreement beofre walking up towards Thor Odinson and pushing his finger into his chest

Goth: Funny how you are proclaiming I'm a bigger fool and actually believe it? Tell me Thor, are you going to be just like Crazy J? Are you going to be just like John Irons? Believing all the bullshit that comes out of your mouth, just because it sounds great by these idiot fans out here? You forget the whole point that I'm making out here Thor..., Fang was always a part of me whether he likes to admit it or not, Fang was always the one that needed me by his side... Fang will be a part of my team. Because he knows when he doesn't, that I will go out there and break every bone in his body.

Thor pushes the hand away from Goth that was pushing into his chest as Goth continues

Goth: And about your lady friend? I am going to make her life a living hell. I'm going to make her realize that when you have a big mouth in MY federation... then that I will make you gonna pay for everything.... And besides Thor.. I'm not done yet... So why don't you worry your little head over what Chaos and Toddi and Hank will do... Why don't you worry about tonights match.. I guarantee you that before the night is over... You will realize how I'm going to make your life a living hell... Just think of it as an early Christmas present

Thor laughs hard. Very deep and hard as Goth just said a joke. Thor looks straight into Goth's confused face with a big grin.

Thor Odinson: Make my life a living hell. Really? Man, Goth you really love that old cheesy comic villain dialogue don't you? Bring your worst clown of comic book clichés. If you have not noticed. I ain't Irons. I ain't Crazy J. I am the Hammer of the Gods. When I am done with you and your bad clown act. You will know the full fury of a god. Merry Mayhem you will lose your throne and you will have nothing.

Goth stares at the man who he will face for his ownership. He gets in the face of Thor and shows the intensity that he is known for.

Goth: You are a God? Fine, you are a God... Good for you, but when I'm done with you. Then you will realize that I am evil incarnated. I do not fear you Hammer of the God's, I welcome the challenge of breaking another man down to size when I'm done with you. I've heard it all and I've seen it all and you know something Thor?

Goth looks Thor up and down and doesn't seem to be too impressed

Goth: I hope you will make it through the night, because when Merry Mayhem comes around. I will show you the villain that you speak off as a joke.. And I will break you until everyone out there knows that inside this squared circle there is nobody better.... BETTER!! Than me!!!

Goth stares into the eyes of Thor as the two men say nothing until the show goes to a commercial break

We turn our attention backstage as the TRON shows the roving cameraman walking down the hallway backstage. He comes upon a door which he was told to go to. He pushes the door open and a very bright light beams out of the room. The light is behind the person sitting in the middle of the room, and because the light is so bright behind the person, we are unable to see the form or the face of the person sitting there. On the table next to the person is an hourglass with all the sand in the bottom portion. The cameraman focuses on the person and the person speaks.

Last week I told you how brutal I am going to be when I unleash my fury upon Asylum Wrestling Alliance. But I wish to continue today because I am not going to let you off with only one warning. I want you to keep two numbers in your heads. One of those numbers is thirteen and the other is the number two. Why thirteen and two? Ah, you all ask so many stupid questions, don't you! I will be bursing upon the wrestling scene in Asylum Wrestling Alliance on December 13th as I have already told you. I also have something that will involve two persons. So please, keep the numbers thirteen and two in your heads. Now please allow me to show you this special-made hourglass I have.

The figure reaches over to the table and he turns the hourglass over which starts the sands falling from the top portion to the bottom. The cameraman focuses on the bottom portion and we notice that once all the sand flows to the bottom container that the sand will reach a line which says December 13, 2010. While the sand is filtering to the bottom of the hourglass the figure speaks again.

Some of you may aleady know who I am. Most of you probably do not. Some of you may already know where to find me. However, for the benefit of those who don't know where to find me...just follow the trail of blood from my opponents as I destroy them and drag them around the arenas leaving a trail of blood. Just remember though...if you follow the trail of blood and find me...you may not like what you find. I can be in a rather pissy mood when people follow me around. Ha ha ha ha ha!!!

The figure in the room asks the cameraman to leave. Before the cameraman leaves the room he manages to get a close up of the hourglass with the sand counting down to December 13, 2010.

Jason John Cash vs. Jason Stevens

Stormy Canyon: The following match is a Standard Match for the chance to face off for the Television Title on next week at Insomnia!

Tex: Well now to our match Jason Stevens versus Jason John Cash for the chance to face who wins in our Triple Threat Match for the Television Championship.

Duff: I know the battle of the Jasons! I wonder if one of them will be Jason from the original Friday 13th Movie and the other from that horrible remake.

Stormy Canyon: Coming to the ring from Braxton, Mississippi of the United States of America. Weighing in at 255 lbs. Standing at 6' 4" : "Hillbilly Rockstar" JASON JOHN CASH!

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

Duff: Now there is a man that loves a good chew. I bet none of these Dutch people would even know what a chew is. Cash is here for a chance at the championship. I wonder if he will reestablish Zero Tolerance or something.

Tex: Right now Duff, I would be more concerned winning a match since he came back. He has seemed to disappear mentally. He should watch out, Stevens has had a hot hand these last couple of weeks.

The opening riff for "Step By Step" is herd over the PA, as soon as the vocals kick 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.

Stormy Canyon: Coming to the ring! From Las Vegas, Nevada of the United States of America. Weighing in at 175 lbs. Standing at 5' 7": "AWA'S Most Money Making Man": JASON "THE SENSATION" STEVENS!

Tex: Jason Stevens looking ready for this match. Ready to face off against a legend Hall of Famer such as Jason John Cash.

Duff: That is why Jason John Cash is a Hall of Famer and Jason Stevens never will be.

Steve Ramone, manager and mentor of Jason Stevens, walks over to match referee "Honest" Hal Smith. He starts to talk to the referee getting in his face. Hal Smith argues back and forth. Jason John Cash rolls his eyes not believing this shit. Both the Steve Ramone and Hal Smith continue their fight but seen obviously to the crowd is a wad of Euros passed over to Hal Smith who quickly pockets it. Jason John Cash does not notice the exchange as AWA President Goth appears off at the match entrance ramp.

Tex: Did Steve Ramone just pass a wad of cash to "Honest" Hal Smith? The AWA President Goth has

Duff: Talk.

Everyone can see that AWA President Goth has seen Hal Smith take a bribe. Jason John Cash starts to go after Steve Ramone not knowing what took place as the two men start to lock horns. AWA President Goth looks at Hal Smith and then over to Jason Stevens's corner. Carrie, Jason Stevens's friend, gets up to the corner and whistles. Jason John Cash looks over to Carrie, who pulls up her top showing that she is not wearing a bra! Jason John Cash is shocked seeing the lovely Carrie topless. Hal Smith does nothing.

Before Jason John Cash can recover, Jason Stevens attacks hooking both Jason John Cash's legs with his arms and tucks his head in next to the Jason John Cash's before standing and lifting the Jason John Cash up, so that they are upside down with their head resting on the attacking Jason Stevens's shoulder. From this position, the attacking Jason Stevens jumps up and drops down to the mat, driving the Jason John Cash shoulder first down to the mat with the Jason John Cash's neck impacting both the Jason Stevens's shoulder and the mat. Jason Stevens just connected with his patented finisher, the Sensation Buster. AWA President Goth smiling a big grin clapping pleased at how sneaking Jason Ramone and camp was as well as seeing Carrie's chest exposed to the world. Goth is very pleased indeed with what he has just seen at ring side. Goth points to Hal Smith to do the count.

Duff: Holy cow! Carrie certainly has a nice pair! Nice to see finally Carrie put them to good use!

Tex: I cannot believe Goth is doing this! He is allowing this cheap win!

Stormy Canyon: Your winner and who will be facing off for the AWA Television Championship on next week's Insomnia! "AWA'S Most Money Making Man": JASON "THE SENSATION" STEVENS!

Jason Stevens arm is held in victory by the once "Honest" Hal Smith. AWA fans boo, but Goth is pleased having seen Jason Stevens win.

Winner: Jason Stevens

AWA REWIND...

Despayre tears a path down the aisle and is charging right at the ring!

Duff: What's that nut doing out here?

The answer comes too swiftly for Richard Head to even see as Despayre grabs him by the pant leg and yanks him off of the apron! Head turns around in surprise and Despayre jumps and clotheslines the older man down, much to everyone's surprise, and to a degree, the fans' delight!

Tex: Oh my g...what...

Duff: What the hell does that basket case think he's...

Tex: He's attacking Richard Head!

Despayre grabs Richard and pulls him up and body slams him with authority onto the concrete floor! The older man howls in agony and grabs him back, but out of his sight Despayre grabs a glass water pitcher from the timekeeper's table. He grabs Richard by the shirt and pulls him into a sitting position and brings the pitcher down into his cranium, sending water and shards of glass everywhere!

Tex: Oh my god! We need security! Get security out here!

Richard's head is bleeding profusely and Despayre throws him over onto his stomach and locks on the crippling Spinal Tap, the agonizing claw hold synched into the spinal column! Richard head immediately starts screaming in horrid pain!

Despayre: Say sorry! SAY YOU'RE SORRY!

Richard keeps screaming as Despayre digs his fingers harshly into his spinal column!

Despayre: NOW!!!

Richard Head screams!

Richard Head: I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY!

Tex: Oh my god! THAT'S what this is about! Despayre is getting payback for last week when Richard head kicked Angel from the ring!.....

Despayre releases the spinal claw, only to start savagely biting Richard's head!.....

FINALLY security run out with two more officials and they grab at Despayre who has his hands wrapped around Richard's throat and they try to pry him off! Now more cheers erupt as Synn and Gabriel tear own the aisle!.....

Despayre is kicking and screaming wildly as the numbers game is too much and they pry him off of the seriously injured referee and start to drag him to the back, when Synn runs up and levels one of the security guards with a big boot right to the head! Gabriel grabs an official by the shirt and tears him off of his buddy Despayre and he floors him with a straight shot right to the jaw!

Duff: I thought they were coming out here to end this! They're just making things worse!

Tex: No I think its more a matter of not wanting anyone to put their hands on Despayre!

Gabriel has hold of a steel chair and swings it into another security guard, dropping him cold! He readies it and uses it to wield the other men away as Synn has his arms around the flaying Despayre's, pinning his arms to his sides as he whispers urgently into his ear. Whatever he is saying seems to be calming the raging psychopath down as his screams start to subside.

The medical team are on their way down to the carnage and Gabriel throws the chair down and kneels beside Synn, and presents Angel to Despayre who immediately latches onto the furry little teddy bear as if his life depended on it. The two slowly helped Despayre up and started t escort him to the back as the fans, quiet, applauded him......

The medical team is slowly placing the bloodied and battered Richard Head onto the gurney...

The hellish scene cuts from the AWA Jumbo-Tron, and cuts to show AWA President Goth standing in his office with his hands held behind his back in a stoic pose of power. The crowd immediately starts booing heavily to display their scorn for the hometown "hero".

Goth nods sarcastically.

Goth: Yes, that does indeed make sense. Boo me when you just witnessed a tragedy occur when that insane lunatic brutally attacked one of my referees and put him in the hospital. Boo me when his two comrades in arms run out, and instead of helping end the carnage, they too begin assaulting my officials and security.

The crowd boos!

Tex: Well, he did tell them to technically.

Duff: Ingrates!

Goth: Yes I believe that the gentlemen at the announcing booth said it best when they said there would have to be repurcussions for what happened last week, and indeed there has been. Where are they? Where are the Seven Deadly Sins you might ask?

He holds his hands out and looks from left to right in wonderment. he smirks and leans in close to the camera.

Goth: They're. Not. HERE!

The crowd boos!

Goth: Yes, boo me all you like, but it doesn't help and doesn't change a thing! You try my patience and you risk losing more an just a limb. All three men have over stepped their boundaries this time, and not only have they been suspended, which is why you don't see Synn, Gabriel, Despayre, and ESPECIALLY that damn bear! They have also each been fined, and rather heavily I might add.

He smiles as more boos pour in! He shrugs.

Goth: let that be a lesson to anyone else who thinks they might be tempted to test my authority! Play with the devil's fire, and your soul will burn.

The screen goes dark and the crowd throw garbage and boo their disdain towards Goth.

Tex: I can't believe it. Goth has suspended the Seven Deadly Sins!

Duff: And fined them, don't forget that! They asked for it! Laz stands just backstage. Having watched the last few matches he shakes his head. Sure some of them looked promising, but none looked as though they would be a challenge. He sighs to himself as he looks at the next upcoming match. His black hair is much shorter now and all his scars and tattoos are exposed on his upper body. Around his neck hangs his blood stained dog tags.

Laz: I gotta say, I never thought it would be this easy. I am a champ and I still have to take shit from every wannabe this side of the planet. Am I bit sluggish because of the huge feast earlier in the week? No, because unlike most of your snotty Americans I know when to stop eating. That and I spent my Thanksgiving in a little place Brazil. Great place to vacation, horrible for work. I don’t recommend it to anyone looking to survive in the “business” world.

He watches the match with crossed arms. His eyes skim the crowd to see if anyone important to him was there. Sonya wouldn’t be here tonight and he would rather have it that way. However, big time god father Leo Valentine is here and right next to him is a most intriguing young black haired woman. But, two rows behind Leo is 4 start General Robert Valentine. No blood relation.

Laz: I feel I have been cheated here. Having to go out and defend my title against a bunch of snotty brats who wouldn’t even know what to do with it if they had it. Take note, I fight hard, I like it rough and in the end, I would rather have a hardcore match than a standard one. The only match better than a hardcore match is a hardcore hell in a cell. Hell, throw in a concrete floor and I’d be home. Watch it tonight Toddi, Swifty… I will make one promise to you… I will show you how much I deserve this title.

He turns and walks toward the ramp as his music starts to play.

Laz(c) vs. Matthew Toddi vs. Swifty McVay

Stormy Canyon: The following match is a Triple Threat Match for the Asylum Wrestling Alliance Television Championship!

Tex: This looks like a good one. Laz surprised all winning last week but can he keep his streak alive against both Swifty McVay and Matthew Toddi.

Duff: In a word. No. Axiom and Matthew Toddi will prevail.

Tex: You have been the Kiss of Death for weeks for Axiom you know that right?

Stormy Canyon: Our First Challenger Of The Triple Threat Is Arriving!

The lights dim and a loud siren can be heard echoing around the arena. After ten seconds of the siren, P.Diddys "All About The Benjamins" hits on the speaker system. McVay appears from the back with his eyes fixed on the ring. The fans reaction is varied. Some cheer, some boo. Some dont give a shit. McVay makes his way to the ring at walking pace but he isnt hanging around. He ignores the fans as they slap his arms and back when he reaches the ring steps. He stops briefly and stares into the crowd before climbing the steps and standing on the apron. He steps through the ropes and runs towards the furthest away turnbuckle. He climbs up and raises his arms. The crowd cheer. McVay then jumps down and stands in his chosen corner as his music cuts.

Stormy Canyon: Coming to the ring from Detroit, Michigan of the United States of America. Weighing in at 236 lbs. Standing at 6' 4": SCOTT "SWIFTY" MCVAY!

Duff: Detroit? He is from Detroit? I guess he is the token white guy from there.

Tex: I already see the lawsuits pending on that statement folks.

Stormy Canyon: Our Next Challenger Of The Triple Threat Is Arriving!

Truth by Seether hits the PA system. Before Toddi walks out you hear the opening lines to the theme.

''If I gave you the truth would it keep you alive.
Though I'm closer to wrong an no further from right.
And now I'm convinced on the inside something's wrong with me.
Convinced on the inside.
There's something wrong with ME!!''.
Stormy Canyon: Coming to the ring! From Detroit, Michigan of the United States of America. Weighing in at 225 lbs. Standing at 6'1: MATTHEW TODDI!<.

As the last word of the opening riff sounds, red and white fireworks come from above as Matthew Toddi walks through them. He walks down to the ring as he gets booed by the audience. Once he gets to the ring he walks up the steel steps and enters the ring slowly. He walks to a turnbuckle and climbs up it. He then takes the title from his waste and holds it above his head as the fans boo and try to throw food and drinks at him. He then gets down warming up before his final opponent walks out.

Tex: Matthew Toddi is ready for this one but with the string of defeats under Axiom's belt is the Truth finally failing?

Duff: Truth Hurts, Tex. Axiom will show us all tonight.

Stormy Canyon: Our Final Challenger Of The Triple Threat Is Arriving! THE AWA TELEVISION CHAMPION!

The lights go low as Laz steps out on the ramp. Prayer by Disturbed blares through the PA just when claw marks appear on the screen. It switches to video footage of Laz commanding troops and various other footage from past matches. He walks down to the ring through the fog. Once there he jumps over the ropes and kneels in the center of the ring before moving over to one corner when the opponent starts toward the ring.

Stormy Canyon: Coming to the ring from Fort Bliss, Texas of the United States of America. Weighing in at 225 lbs. Standing at 6' : "The Captain" LAZ!

Tex: The new AWA Television Champion has arrived and the fans are cheering.

Duff: Really? Did not notice I think that was for Toddi. Tex your hearing is going on you.

The bell rings Laz the Television Champion moves knocking down Toddi and then Swifty McVay with a couple of running clothes lines. Matthew Toddi attempts to get up but a jump kick knocks him out of the ring from McVay. Swifty McVay runs bounces off the ropes before Laz can move. Swifty in the air with an aerial body tackle sending Laz down to the mat hard. The highflying hardcore king, Swifty McVay stomps his feet excited as the fans cheer. Matthew Toddi is the deal breaker with his own sense of urgency not allowing McVay to capitalize on taking more damage to Laz with his own attack from the top rope with a flying elbow sending McVay to the canvas as well! The fans shocked by all this high flying display, nothing is over yet. Laz getting up driving a kick to Toddi with a follow up grab to suplex. Swifty tosses down one of his under kciks sending both Toddi and Laz down together. Swifty moves in covering for the win on Laz and Toddi, but greed and inexperience costs him. Toddi gets his should up and tries to reverse Swifty off of him into a small package. Swifty is stuck there not sure what to do. Toddi is holding on the tights and the referee, Chip Long is not seeing this!

Laz will not lose his championship today hits Toddi to break his hold on McVay. Toddi feels the blows from Laz as Laz now successfully gets a slam on Toddi. McVay bounces off attacking Laz with a Moonsault from the corner. Laz finds himself on the canvas again when he falls to the ground with a thud. Tonight is not Laz's best now McVay and Toddi are both targeting him. Toddi applies a quick backbreaker to McVay then tosses McVay out of the ring like bad rubbish. Laz moves in but Toddi is not taking any of this shit giving a kick to the head to Laz. He falls down with a large thud. Toddi grabs Laz applies a DDT to the AWA Television Champion. He lays on him for the count. 1... 2...

Swifty McVay flies through the air from the top rope with his own cross body knocking Toddi off the body of Laz saving the Television Champion! Beating down Toddi is all McVay can do at this point. Laz starts to move slowly but both Toddi and Swifty are at each other's throats. Laz sees a chance for victory taking a breath while Swifty and Toddi battle it out in the middle of the ring. Toddi starts to win knocking McVay down then with a German suplex to knock down the high flyer king. Laz moves in with a strike a kick at Toddi making him wobbly. Laz follows with a series of punches sending Toddi to the ground to the middle of the ring. With a 360 degree splash from the top rope, Swifty knocks down Laz cold pinning him once again.

Tex: Swifty has applied his finisher the End!

Duff: It is not the End look!

Matthew Toddi runs to Swifty applying quickly his MKO! Swifty did not see it coming out like a viper taking his shot. Toddi covers Laz letting Swifty to be unconscious as the referee taps the 1... 2... 3....

Duff: THe MKO! It is over Tex! Axiom has won!

Tex: I don't believe it. You cheered for them and Axiom won.

Stormy Canyon: Your winner and the NEW Television Champion! MATTHEW TODDI!

With his arm up by Chip Long and his new championship in his other hand, Axiom has gained their first championship in a long time. The fans boo, but Axiom has gained their first championship tonight. Goth claps again happy with what he has seen.

Duff: Axiom is coming from the Ashes! First Hank Henry III now the Television Championship!

Tex: But... you cheered for them. How did this happen?

Winner: Matthew Toddi

Music begins as a big AWA logo shows up on screen. The music sounds like the song Seven Days to the Wolves by Nightwish. As the music continues narration begins

Narrator (VO): Destiny, some run from it, some chase after it. Over a decade ago one man began his long journey to the top. Over that decade the man has done it all from a small time wrestling fed.

The man in black shows up on screen looking much younger. His first wife Cassandra walking to the ring with him in a black and red corset and stockings ensemble.

Narrator (VO) To working for the number one federation of the early two thousands

: Fang is show in many clips wrestling in the GWA, from his time in Fans Execution to when he ran with Damage Inc.

Now he stands tall above all others after ten years of work as the Universal Champion of the AWA. One man, One mission, to be the best one long road to destiny.

Three DVD’s fly in the video overlapped on them and then the land in a black and red box that looks like the envelopes Fang has used throught his career.

Narrator (VO) Order your copy of “Long Road To Destiny: The Jonathan Porter Story now on DVD and Blu Ray through the AWA Shopzone or where ever fine videos are sold.

Tex: FANG DID IT!!!!

Duff: UNBELIEVABLE!!!.

Fang gets down to his knees as he is looking up towards the sky as the referee hands the title as Stormy announces the result of the match. After the scene is show the information on the DVD Set is replayed and the commercial goes back to Insomnia.

Anthony Phoenix vs. Chris Shipman

Stormy Canyon: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and the winner of this match will advance to the Fatal Threeway match for a potential shot at the AWA Universal Championship!

The cheers sound across the arena as the stakes are clearly very high so a great match is anticipated amongst everyone in attendance.

Tex: You heard the lady folks! The winner of this next match will advance to a Fatal Threeway match where the victor will face the AWA Universal champion, whoever that may be at the time.

Duff: Truth be told, I could care less who wins this one! I lost all my respect for Chris Shipman ever since he turned on Axiom to join up with those freaks in the Seven Deadly Sins, and Phoenix? Psht!

Stormy: Introducing first! He hails from Arlington, Virginia, weighing 215 pounds -- Anthony Phoenix!

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

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

Once inside Phoenix walks to the middle of the ring all the while the spot is still on him. When he reaches mid ring he stares at the camera as he holds his arms up forming an 'X'. Phoenix scowls at the camera as the song ends.

Duff: Who the hell is this joker and why is he being given such a golden opportunity?

Tex: Let's be fair Duff. The man impressed a lot of people last week with his style and heart and the bosses want to see if he can make the most of this opportunity here tonight.

Stormy: His opponent originally hails from West London, and now resides in the Georgian Backwoods, weighing 235 pounds -- Chris Shipman!

Funeral of Queen Mary by Henry Purcell

The arena lights go out except for one spotlight on the entranceway at the curtains. A funeral march of drummers, trumpets, and a choir march up the entranceway. They are shortly followed by the Reverend Chris Shipman who emerges holding a bible and cross high in the air and seemingly blesses the crowd on his way to the ring. He gets in the ring sets the bible and cross down in the middle of the ring. He begins praying before disrobing in his wrestling attire as the lights come back on and the march stops singing and playing and exits the arena.

Duff: What a waste.

Tex: A waste? Chris Shipman?

Duff: yes, Chris Shipman! He had the world at his fingertips when he was with Axiom and now he's just wasting away as Synn's bitch!

Tex: Actually I believe Synn is the bitch between those two as I rec...

Duff: I DON'T CARE!

Phoenix vs Chris Shipman - Standard Match

The bell sounds!

The two men meet in the center of the ring with referee "Chocolate" Chip Long. Shipman extends his hand in good sportsmanship, and despite the warning shouts from the fans, Phoenix cautiously accepts. No sooner do their hands grasp than Shipman attempts a kick but Phoenix was ready. He grabs Shipman's foot. Phoenix spins him around and drops down, sweeping Shipman's legs out from under him. Phoenix jumps up and does a standing moonsault on top of him and hooks his legs in a fast cover.

1.....Shipman kicks out.

Phoenix has hold of him fast and sends him into the ropes, jumping for a dropkick, but Shipman holds onto the ropes and Phoenix crashes on his back.

Tex: Nice veteran move there by Chris Shipman.

Shipman then jumps for a diving elbow but Phoenix rolls out of the way and this time it's Shipman who crashes. Phoenix quickly goes to the near corner and starts to scale up it, but no sooner does he reach the top than Shipman is up and he corners his foe. Chris fires a shot into Phoenix's stomach, but Phoenix answers back with a boot right into Chris's head, staggering him around. Phoenix pulls him back and seats himself on Shipman's wide shoulders and performs a victory roll into a cover.

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2.....Shipman kicks out.

Tex: Phoenix is not wasting any time here. He wants to end this one as fast as possible.

Phoenix goes to whip him into the far corner but Shipman reverses it and sends him in instead. Phoenix runs up the turnbuckles and springboards back and connects with a flying wheel kick into Shipman!

Duff: This never would be happening if he were still with Axiom.

Tex: Give it a rest. He left the group. It's over.

Phoenix with a cover and he hooks he leg.

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2.....Shipman kicks out.

Phoenix goes for an Irish whip into the ropes but Shipman reverses it. Phoenix comes off and leapfrogs over Chris. Phoenix rebounds and jumps for a high cross body but Chris catches him and drops him to the mat with a resounding crash.

Tex: That is where the size advantage comes into play. They're not much different in size but Shipman is put together and he is a powerhouse!

Chris lays in a good stomp to Phoenix's sternum area, then drags him up to his feet and throws him over a shoulder and drops him face-first in the near corner.

Tex: Snake Eyes!

Shipman backs up and holds his arms out, basking in the crowd's jeering while he eggs them on. he then turns back and charges at the prone man in the corner but he wasted too much time as Phoenix ducks down and catches him with a back body drop out onto the apron!

Duff: That could have ended badly but Shipman caught hold of the ropes at the last moment!

Chris pulls himself up on the apron and Phoenix grabs him in a front facelock and goes to suplex him back inside but Shipman blocks it. Shipman then lifts him and tries the same maneuver but this time it is Phoenix who blocks the move. The two men struggle momentarily when Shipman's strength wins out and he suplexes Phoenix up and over and to the outside of the ring! The crowd gasps in astonishment!

Tex: Good god! A suplex to the outside! Phoenix could be hurt!

Duff: Gee ya think?

Shipman has a twisted smile on his face as he drops to the floor and begins stomping a mudhole in the prone Phoenix. Chris brings him up and sends him crashing into the barricade, then into the steps so hard Phoenix crashes over them and hits the floor on the other side.

Duff: Tactics like that make me wonder why I don't like the guy any more.

At the count of seven, Shipman rolls his opponent back inside and follows closely. He stalks Phoenix like an animal, on his hands and knees. Shipman pulls him up into a short-arm clothesline, then drags him up and does it a second time. Shipman covers him and hooks the leg.

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2.....Phoenix gets a shoulder up.

Shipman Irish whips Phoenix off the ropes and hits him with a Thesz Press and lays in the punches. He gets up and sneers at the referee's warning before waltzing over to the corner where he proceeds to untie the turnbuckle pad and he tosses it from the ring, despite the official's protests. Shipman grabs Phoenix and whips him into the corner and Phoenix's back strikes the exposed turnbuckle. He grimaces in severe pain as he arches his back and falls to one knee where Shipman hits him with a big boot right to the face, dropping him.

Instead of going for a cover, Shipman pulls him up and goes for an Irish whip but Phoenix reverses it. Phoenix swings for a clothesline but Shipman ducks under it and brings him over in a belly-to-back suplxes right on the back of his head!

Tex: Whoa! Chris Shipman just folded him like an accordion!

Shipman stalks him again and folds Phoenix's legs up over him in a jackknife pin.

Duff: Hey that’s the same position he usually has Synn in! He's two timing Synn!

Tex: And to think I get paid to work with him folks.

1.....

2.....Phoenix kicks out!

Shipman Irish whips Phoenix off the ropes for a clothesline but Phoenix counters with a float-over DDT!

Tex: From out of nowhere! What a beautiful counter!

Phoenix with the cover!

1.....

2.....Shipman kicks out.

A worn down Phoenix starts to pull Shipman up but Chris takes the easy way out and rakes his eyes, blinding him temporarily. Shipman then sets him up for a scoop slam but Phoenix shifts his weight and drops down behind him, bringing him along in a reverse death drop! Phoenix with another cover!

1.....

2.....Shipman gets the shoulder up!

Tex: I don't know where he's getting it from but Phoenix has turned this one around!

Phoenix goes for an Irish whip but Shipman reverses it and they both think the same thing as they hit the other with a strong clothesline! Both men are down and winded as the referee starts to issue his count.

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Shipman is the first up and he hits a head butt right between Phoenix's eyes. Shipman then buries a fist into the smaller man's stomach, doubling him over, and goes for what appears to be a powerbomb but Phoenix manages to counter it, rolling down his back in a sunset flip, but Shipman tries blocking it. They struggle when Phoenix grabs him by the trunks and yanks them down...

The crowd cheers and laughs as that infamous black thong, and a whole lot more, is exposed!

Tex: Full moon! Full moon!

Duff: My eyes! My eyes...it...hm it really does look firm doesn't it?

Tex: Duff!

The pulling of he trunks causes Shipman to lose his balance and he falls back in the sunset flip!

1.....

2.....Shipman kicks out!

Both men are up right away and Shipman swings wildly but Phoenix pulls him into a small package!

1.....

2.....Shipman kicks out again!

They're up again and Phoenix brings him down face-first with an X-Factor drop. Phoenix signals to the crowd and they cheer as he goes up top!

Tex: You never know what Phoenix has up his sleeve when he goes up top but it could very well be time for the BFE!

Phoenix stands tall and crosses his arms in the 'X' symbol, then leaps high, aiming for the BFE, when Shipman brings his knees up and Phoenix crashes down hard into them!

Duff: Ha ha ha! Oh can we get an instant replay!? I love that look on his face!

Tex: God show some compassion for once in your life!

Phoenix flops off of Shipman's raised knees, holding his stomach in absolute agony! Shipman gets up and picks Phoenix up and hits the Crucifix Powerbomb! Shipman folds him in half, hooking both legs for the cover!

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Stormy: Here is your winner, and advancing to the Fatal Three Way ... Chris Shipman!

Shipman pulls his hand away from referee Chip Long and holds his arms up high as he is met with cheers and jeers from the crowd on hand!

Tex: Phoenix gave a great account for himself but in the end, Shipman's power and hardcore experience just gave him that edge he needed to pull off the win!

Winner: Chris Shipman

Chaos vs. Hank Henry III

Stormy: This next contest is scheduled for one fall and the winner will be the number 1 contender to the International Championship. Introducing first, from Orlando, Florida, weighing in at 257 Pounds, ''The Monster'' Chaos!!!!!!!!!

The lights in the arena go dark and suddenly Papa Roach "Burn" 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 barage of flames rise from the stage to the right and left of him, Chaos continues to walk down to the ring and up the stairs as the flames continue to flow at the top of the stage, he climbs into the ring and climbs to the second rope, raising his hands once more. Chaos then jumps down as the music fades and he is ready to get down to business!

Tex: Who will win this contest, should be a close one!

Duff: Sure will but I’m putting my money on Chaos!

Stormy: Introducing his opponent, from Ellis, New York, weighing in at 248 pounds, Hank Henry III!!!!!!!!!

Hank Henry comes out with his limping manager Chaplin Graves, they discuss the pro and cons of the upcoming match.

Tex: Both of these men are from Axiom, both will want to win for Axiom.

Duff: But which one?.

The referee calls for the bell and the two men lock up into a collar elbow tie-up. Hank turns it into a side headlock and Chaos easily breaks out of it by pushing Hank away, turning him around and grabs Hank by the arm, twists around and pulls his arm around the back of Hank straining the arm of Hank. Hank twists his arm the other way and ends up behind Chaos. He goes for a Hank but Chaos reversed Hanks move throwing him forwards onto the canvas! Chaos picks Hank up and lifts him onto his shoulders facing upwards and applies the Torture Rack! The fans watch as the Monster stretches Hank’s body! Chaos flips him over like an Annihilator Slam but Hank slides out of the ring and lands on the mats outside. This does not make the Monster happy as he slides outside of the ring. He walks over towards Hank and kicks him a couple of times. Chaos climbs the steps and grabs the ropes at the side of him. He waits for Hank to get up and he jumps off but Hank Narrowly avoids him stepping to the side, Hank looks back at Chaos on the floor. He slides into the ring as the referee counts Chaos out. One… Two…Three… Four… Five… Six…

Tex: Will this be it for Chaos?

Duff: Not if he wants this badly.

Chaos gets back in the ring and Hank drags the former International champion into the centre of the ring and kicks him a couple of times before grabbing his ankle and locking him in an Ankle Lock! Chaos knows what to do not to waste energy and roles forward pulling Hank onto the floor and Chaos ending up behind him. He grabs Hank’s ankle, stands up and applies an Ankle Lock of his own! Hank claws to try and reach the ropes and when he is an inch or so away Chaos pulls him backwards. Hank turns around onto his back and kicks Chaos away. Chaos gets back up and both men start trading punches until Hank ducks one, kicks Chaos in the midsection and Piledrivers him hard into the canvas! He goes for the cover! One… Two... Kickout! Hank picks Chaos up but gets pulled back down with a DDT. Chaos rolls towards the ropes and uses the ropes to help him get to his feet. Once he does he patiently waits for Hank to get up and from behind he hits an Angle Slam but wait, Hank slipped off and hits a Hank!

Tex: Fast paced action we are seeing here!

Duff: Yes and Hank got lucky!

Hank goes to get back up and so does Chaos. As Hank is getting to his feet Chaos runs and hits a Hollywood Drive-by out of nowhere! Chaos then gets back to his feet and grabs Hank’s arm, dropping to the floor and rolling over. Chaos grabs Hank’s head and chokes him with his legs with a Triangle Choke Hold! Hank starts to bleed from the mouth but pushes his weight onto Chaos forcing the pin. One… Two… Three! Wait, Chaos gets his shoulder up! Chaos lets go of the hold on Hank and Hank roles away holding his throat as he coughs up blood. Chaos gets to his feet and picks Hank up but gets punched in the gut by him. Hank runs off the ropes and Hank falls after getting a Big Boot right to the face. Chaos falls onto him for the cover. One… Two… Kickout! Chaos gets back up but gets punched in the gut. Hank gets back to his feet and out of nowhere, Hank hits a Lariat so amazing it looks like Hank Henry is performing a spinning fishermen Neckbreaker with a pinning Bridge. One…Two…Three!

Tex: Hank has won!

Duff: Take a look at the man who might become the next AWA International champ!

Stormy: Here is your winner and the next No.1 Contender for the AWA International title, Hank Henry III!!!!!!!!!

Hank celebrates as Chaos gets to his feet. Chaos turns and holds his hand out for Hank to shake. Hank shakes his hand and they both put their arms in the air and as Hank's music hits, they both walk out of the ring area as the fans boo!

Winner: Hank Henry III

The arean goes dark, fog hits the entrance as red light fills the fog. Seven Days of the Wolves by Nightwish cues up and the fans begin to boo. On the titantron a big quill pen and a piece of black paper appear. The Pen looks as if it's writing something and then the paper turns and in large cursive red letters is the name Fang. Then under that the phrase "Sign your name on the line and your soul is mine" Fang walks out of the fog wearing a suit and tie and carrying with him the Universal Title over his shoulder, and a rolled up piece of black paper in the other. He makes his way to the ring ,as the lights come back up, and he looks around at the crowd. The Man in Black walks over to an attendant and grabs a microphone. He looks back out to the crowd.

Fang: So here I am. I am the NEW UNIVERSAL CHAMPION. After all the hard work, all the chasing. After all the distractions and interventions to keep me from this title. It finally belongs to me. HAHA, and how good does it look draped over my shoulder? It looks fantastic. It looks like it was always meant to be there. I knew it was, but all of you had your doubts. Well now those doubts from worthless flabby morons are washed away. They got blown away just like the cloud of Marijuana smoke gets blown away here in Amsterdam.

Fang sneers at the crowd as they boo him. He is calm and collected. He has all the time in the world, he is afterall the flagship athlete for the AWA. He smiles as the Fang Sucks chants begin. He just shakes his head.

Fang: Ah, the story never changes. You people won’t be happy until Thor Odinson comes out here and gives me a beat down.

The crowd pops at the mention of the AWA Vice President, who is also Fang’s opponent tonight.

Fang: I hate to disappoint you all, but that won’t be happening tonight. You see Thor is going to end up on the receiving end of a beat down tonight. He hasn’t been in the ring in over a year. He hasn’t so much as lifted a finger to work out. So your little god is a little rusty. No, what’s going to happen to him is what is going to happen to every opponent who faces me in the coming days. They are going to lose, pathetically and end up going back to the bottom and having to claw their way back up to me. This is my title, and after working so long and so hard to secure it. It’s not going anywhere, anytime soon.

Fang lets the fans boo him. He actually seems to be drawing a lot of enjoyment from their despair. He nods his head at each and every one of them as they continue. Some toss garbage into the ring. Fang just smiles a big broad smile.