The show hits off with fireworks and loud music as Manowar’s theme hits when it suddenly gets overshadowed with Marilyn Manson’s Golden Age of Grotesque hits and the owner of the AWA walks out to the ring with a cold look on his face as the fans boo him

Goth: Last week I promised the world that I would make an announcement on the tag team idea that Chaplin Graves once started off with.. Well Chap, I liked your idea.. But I’m going to be the one that overrules you and tell you how the show gets made at the PPV… At the PPV we are going to have several tag teams fighting off for the big tag match. Next week we are going to have some matches, where eventually tag teams are made and they will battle at WrestleQuest for the title of The Ultimate Tag Team…..

The people go nuts for the announcement being made by the owner

Goth: Now let us enjoy the show…

Goth’s music hits as we go to a small commercial for the highly enticipated Goth vs. Canis match at the PPV

As Monday Night Insomnia comes back from commercial we see Jason "The Sensation" Stevens in the ring as “Room For One More” by Anthrax is fading out, he has a smirk on his face as he waits for the music to die down.

JS: I'm going to cut to the chase here, Marty get you’re fat ass out here right now!

Marty strolls out looking confident.

MM: I have no earthly idea why you look so confident Jason, Goth said that if you had me arrested you’d be fined and possibly fired.

Jason "The Sensation" Stevens smirks

JS: True, but does that protection extend to murder?

Marty looks shocked at this.

TM: Did I here that right?

DT: Marty maybe the most annoying piece of shit on the planet but murder?

MM: How dare you fling those types of accusations around!

Jason "The Sensation" Stevens points to the screen.

JS: Remember this Marty?

The titentron shows the footage of Marty having his goons knock out the limo driver and trash the limo.

MM: Yeah, so?

JS: That limo driver’s brain dead.

All colour drained from Marty’s face.

JS: You robbed four children of their father just to get back at me Marty and guess what? Goth isn’t too pleased about that and is willing to call the cops on your ass!

Marty starts to panic.

JS: But he is willing to compromise.

Marty stops panicking.

JS: At Wrestlequest I'm not scheduled for a match but let’s change that, I face a wrestler of your choice, you win you walk around a free man but with quite a heavy burdon on your shoulders, I win you turn yourself into the police.

MM: You’re on!

JS: Good and as a show of good faith I’ll send you a bar of soap to drop in the prison showers!

Room For One More begins to play as the scene fades.

The scene switches to the back where we see Big Bad Casey. He is seen walking around backstage trying to find out who attacked him last week, asking different crew people if they saw anything. He sees the camera and gives a grin.

Casey: I hope you are happy , whomever you are that attacked me last week. I will find out who you are and…

Casey gets attacked from behind from some mysterious person as he was in mid sentence for the second week in a row.

Vs.

We open Asylum Wrestling Alliance Monday Night Insomnia at the Amway Center in Orlando, Florida with the Television Title match which pits Andy Martindale against The Masked Terror. We tune in with Tex Martin and Duff Travers as they get ready to open Insomnia with commentary on this opening match.

TEX: Wow! It isn't all the time we get to open an Insomnia Card with a Title match!

DUFF: I cannot agree with you more Tex! And even you have to admit that The Masked Terror is a force to be reckoned with here in Asylum Wrestling Alliance. He came in and took on Mister X, who is also a fantastic wrestler, and took the Television Title away from him after he held it for only one week.

TEX: I honestly cannot state that Andy Martindale is at the same level as Mister X, but with him coming in with a 2-1-0 record against the 2-0-0 record of The Masked Terror, I will have to say that this match should be a very good one.

DUFF: Yes I believe it will be a great match also. When you have a Texas Bull Rope match, where the wrestlers are tied to each other by a 20 foot Bull Rope, and there is a hefty Cow Bell attached to the center of the Bull Rope, you have the makings of a brutal match.

SYMPHONY OF DESTRUCTION by Megadeth hits the arena speakers as the lights in the arena dim and pyros erupt around the entrance area. We watch as Andy "Maverick" Martindale comes out from the backstage area. He walks under the TRON and through the pyros and smoke until he arrives at the landing at the top of the entrance ramp. Martindale looks around at the crowd and he receives a mostly favorable reaction from them. Andy then walks down the entrance ramp toward the ring. When he arrives at the ring Martindale slides into the ring under the bottom rope. He quickly gets to his feet and runs into a corner to mount the corner ropes. He again plays the crowd, once again to a mostly favorable reaction. Martindale jumps off the rope and heads across the ring to wait in the corner for the arrival of the Television Champion, The Masked Terror. While Andy is walking across the ring to a corner he stops and looks at the 20 foot Bull Rope with the Cow Bell attached to the middle of it, then he continues to a corner, leans back into it, and awaits the announcements.

STORMY CANYON: Here is your first participant in this Texas Bull Rope Match, and contender for the Television Title, he comes from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he stands in at 6 feet 4 inches, and he weighs 224 pounds, please help me welcome ANDY "MAVERICK" MARTINDALE!!!

Andy Martindale raises his hands in a victory post while the fans cheer him on. His celebration is short as the lights in the arena dim and HELLS BELLS by AC/DC rocks the arena. We watch as dark red strobes flash around the entrance area. There is movement and we see The Masked Terror come out from the backstage area. He is wearing his trademark mask, black and chrome football pads, a black elbow pad on his left arm, tape on his wrists, and a black glove on his left hand. He is wearing black wrestling tights and white wrestling boots. Terror walks to the landing at the top of the entrance ramp and plays the crowd to a mostly negative reaction. He waves off the negative fan response and quickly walks down the ramp to the ring. When he gets to the ring, The Masked Terror walks up the ring steps, walks along the ring apron, and then he steps through the ropes and into the ring. He looks over at Andy Martindale, and then he points to the 20 foot Bull Rope and Cow Bell, and he gives the thumbs down signal to Martindale. Masked Terror removes the football pads and slides them out of the ring to a waiting assistant.

STORMY CANYON: Here is our next participant in this Texas Bull Rope Match, and the new Television Champion, he comes from...uh...we don't know...and he stands in at 6 feet 3 inches tall and weighs in at 263 pounds, please help me welcome THE MASKED TERROR!!!

The crowd again goes into a mostly negative reaction for The Masked Terror who ignores their taunts. Referee Richard Head calls both wrestlers to the center of the ring where he will explain the match rules for this match.

TEX: Both wrestlers are the same height but there is a slight weight advantage for Masked Terror in that he weighs nearly 40 pounds more. I am not sure if that will be a factor in a Texas Bull Rope match but we will soon find out.

DUFF: I would say in this type of match that the size and weight is not as much of a factor as is the use of the Bull Rope and Cow Bell as a weapon.

Both wrestlers have arrived at the center of the ring and they listen to Referee Richard Head explain the rules of the match to them. Head shows them the 20 foot Bull Rope with a Cow Bell attached to the middle of the rope. Head explains that both wrestlers will have their end of the rope tied to their wrist. He further explains that the way to win this Texas Bull Rope match is to beat down your opponent and then drag him around the ring and touch all four corner turnbuckle padding for the win. Referee Head further informs the two wrestlers that the touching of the four corner turnbuckle padding is not cumulative. In other words if you manage to get only two touched in one attempt, you cannot pick up with three and four on your next attempt, that the four touches start over again. Referee Richard Head further informs the two that there are no pinfalls, submissions, or count outs in this match and that the only way to win is to be able to disable your opponent and drag him around so you can touch all four corners for the win. Richard Head states that this is a Hardcore Rules match and that the Bull Rope, and the Cow Bell, are fair game to use as a weapon if they desire. And finally Referee Head informs the two wrestlers that the winner of this match becomes the Asylum Wrestling Alliance Television Champion. Head asks both wrestlers if they fully understand this match and both indicate that they understand.

TEX: What a exciting way to start an Insomnia Card with a Television Title match and a brutal Texas Bull Rope match at that.

DUFF: Yes, and I see Richard Head planned ahead for attaching the Bull Rope to the wrestlers.

We look up into the ring to see Referee Richard Head call two other Referees into the ring. Obviously Referee Head planned ahead for the attaching of the Bull Rope to the two wrestlers. In previous matches such as this, where only one Referee was in the ring, it often happened that after one wrestler was attached to the rope that the other took advantage of it by attacking him before he also got attached to the Bull Rope. Referee Richard Head stands in the middle of the rope holding it where the Cow Bell is attached while the other two Referees attach the Bull Rope to The Masked Terror and Andy Martindale. Once the other two Referees inform Richard Head that the Bull Rope is properly attached to the two wrestlers, they exit the ring and Referee Head calls for the bell from the Timekeeper. As soon as the Timekeeper rings the bell, Richard Head releases the Bull Rope and this match is officially underway.

TEX: Here we go!

DUFF: I can hear the clanging of the Cow Bell alongside someone's head already!

As Referee Head backs away from the rope we see both wrestlers cinch up on the Bull Rope. They are using the strategy of pulling in on the rope until they get it down to a manageable distance between them. As the two continue to pull each other toward the center of the Bull Rope where the Cow Bell is located the intense looks in their eyes increase. They are both a few feet from where the Cow Bell is attached when The Masked Terror gives a huge pull on the Bull Rope which causes Andy Martindale to be pulled toward him. As Martindale lunges toward Masked Terror, we watch as The Masked Terror manages to grab the Cow Bell and hold it in a position where Andy slams into it head first. This causes Martindale to drop to the mat. Masked Terror decides to take advantage of the distraction by letting go of the clump of Bull Rope and he manages to get into the closest corner and touch the turnbuckle padding. Referee Richard Head raises one finger in the air to indicate that The Masked Terror has touched one of the four corners. Masked Terror makes his way over to the next corner but he is about three feet short of rope to make the touch. He grabs onto the rope and manages to drag Martindale the three feet needed for him to touch the corner padding. Referee Richard Head now lifts two fingers into the air to indicate that Masked Terror has touched two of the four corners required for the win.

TEX: Dang! Andy Martindale needs to get it together quickly or this match is going to be over quickly.

DUFF: I have to give major credit to The Masked Terror for taking whatever advantage he can early in the match. It is never easy to touch all four corners in a Texas Bull Rope match.

Masked Terror is walking toward the third corner and he is pulling hard on the rope to try to drag Andy Martindale closer to the corner so he can touch it. Terror is pulling really hard but he isn't making any headway. He looks over at Martindale to see that Andy has managed to maneuver himself into a corner and he now has a firm grasp on the bottom ropes and he is holding The Masked Terror back from dragging him toward the third corner. Masked Terror is upset at the turn in the match so he lets go of the rope and he stomps over into the corner where Andy Martindale is sitting and holding on to the ropes. When Terror gets close to Martindale, Andy leaps up to his feet and charges The Masked Terror, hitting him with a head butt to the midsection. This stops Masked Terror for a moment and then he rushes the corner and Andy Martindale again. This time Andy sees him coming and he bends forward and flips The Masked Terror over the top rope and onto the ring apron. Masked Terror regains his composure and he stands up on the ring apron facing the crowd.

TEX: I can already tell you what is going to happen next!

DUFF: I think it is so obvious that even a blind person could see what is coming!

Andy Martindale is quick to get to his feet and approach The Masked Terror who is standing on the ring apron. Martindale takes the Bull Rope and he wraps it around the neck of Masked Terror and he cinches up on the Bull Rope and he is choking The Masked Terror. There is nothing Referee Head can do since this is a Hardcore Rules match. Masked Terror is attempting everything he can to get the rope off his neck but he isn't having much luck. Masked Terror manages to sit down on the ring apron and although this adds pressure around his neck, it also frees up his hands to reach through the ropes and trip up Andy Martindale by pulling his legs out from under him. Andy drops to the mat and in the process he releases the hold on the Bull Rope which gives enough slack for The Masked Terror to unwrap the rope from around his neck. Martindale is pissed off that he lost his grip on the rope so he slides under the bottom rope and he drags The Masked Terror to the arena floor with him.

TEX: Did you see what I just saw when Andy Martindale went under the bottom rope?

DUFF: Yep! Sure did! Previously Masked Terror went over the top rope and now Andy Martindale went under the bottom rope, so now we have the Bull Rope over and under the ring ropes at the same time. I sure hope Referee Richard Head can get both wrestlers back into the ring and untangle the ropes as the same time.

The two wrestlers start punching each other on the arena floor. Neither is getting a clear advantage until Andy Martindale shoves The Masked Terror back into the ring steps and Masked Terror drops to the arena floor. We watch as Martindale grabs the Bull Rope where the Cow Bell is attached and he brings it down hard on the head of The Masked Terror. Having Masked Terror temporarily immobilized, Andy Martindale slides back under the bottom rope and into the ring. He quickly touches the closest corner turnbuckle padding and Referee Head holds up one finger to indicate that one corner has been touched. Martindale has just enough rope available to reach the second corner and he reaches out and barely manages to touch the corner and Richard Head holds up two fingers to indicate that the second corner has been touched. Quickly thinking, Andy Martindale heads across the ring to the opposite corner, and this time he is about two feet short of reaching that corner. Andy pulls on the Bull Rope and he manages to get enough rope pulled to reach out and lightly touch the third corner. Referee Richard Head holds up three fingers to indicate that three corners have been touched by Andy Martindale. Andy then attempts to go across the ring to the corner the farthest away from where The Masked Terror is located outside the ring. Martindale can only get half way across the ring so he is unable to reach the fourth corner. Referee Head is closely watching Martindale just in case he manages to get to the corner for the win.

TEX: Come on Martindale! Drag that Bull Rope over to the corner and get the win!

DUFF: Dream on Tex!

Martindale is trying hard to gain the distance needed to touch the fourth corner for the win but he is not moving at all. He has as much rope as he can manage while The Masked Terror has a firm hold on the ring apron which is preventing Andy from gaining ground. We watch as Martindale slings the rope over his shoulder and he leans forward and puts all his weight and energy into pulling the rope, and The Masked Terror, into the final corner. Once again Martindale is not able to move an inch and he is losing energy in the process. In the meantime The Masked Terror has climbed up on the ring apron and he has enough rope wrapped around him to prevent Andy Martindale from reaching the final corner. Then we watch as The Masked Terror climbs up on the top rope in the corner and he pulls hard on the Bull Rope which causes Martindale to take a few steps backward. Martindale turns around to see The Masked Terror on the top rope. Feeling he has the advantage here he runs toward the corner to attempt to knock Masked Terror off the top ropes and then reach over to the fourth corner for the win. While Andy is running toward the corner The Masked Terror leaps off the top rope and flies into the air, bringing his elbow down hard onto the head of Martindale. Andy drops to his knees on the mat while Masked Terror quickly bundles up the Bull Rope and when he reaches the Cow Bell he picks it up over his head and brings the Cow Bell down on the back of the head of Andy Martindale with a CLANG! Martindale is face down on the mat and The Masked Terror takes full advantage of the situation. This time The Masked Terror leaps into the air and drops a knee into the lower back of Andy Martindale. He does it two more times and it is apparent that Andy Martindale is incapacitated.

TEX: Uh oh! This is not looking good for Andy Martindale right now.

DUFF: That is an understatement. It will be interesting to see what The Masked Terror does next.

The Masked Terror takes a slightly different approach to touching all four corners by bundling up the 20 feet of Bull Rope and then picking Andy Martindale up and placing him across his shoulders. Masked Terror walks to the closest corner, with Andy Martindale on his shoulders, and Terror reaches out and touches the first turnbuckle padding. Unknown to him Andy Martindale also reaches out and touches the first turnbuckle padding. Referee Richard Head raises one finger into the air to indicate the first turnbuckle was touched. The Masked Terror stomps over to the next corner and he reaches out and touches the padding in the corner as does Andy Martindale. Referee Head puts two fingers into the air this time to indicate that the second corner has been touched. The Masked Terror heads off to the third corner and we can see that the added weight of the Bull Rope, and with Andy Martindale on his shoulders, that he is tiring. He staggers over to the third corner and he is barely able to reach out and touch the corner padding. He is still unaware that Andy Martindale, on his shoulders, is also able to reach out and touch the corner padding. Richard Head now holds three fingers up to indicate that three corners have been touched.

TEX: Now this is a rather interesting situation. We have both wrestlers touching the corners at nearly the same time. What are we going to do if both touch the fourth corner at nearly the same time? Who will win then?

DUFF: The Referee would have to rely on Instant Replay to decide who touched the corner first. I hope it doesn't come down to that but anything can happen in the world of wrestling.

TEX: I would have to make the assumption that it doesn't matter who touches the last corner first because both have already touched three corners.

DUFF: That would be a pretty good assumption Tex.

The Masked Terror, with Andy Martindale on his shoulders, slowly staggers toward the fourth, and final, corner for the win. Martindale, realizing that if he doesn't do something soon, that The Masked Terror will touch the fourth corner first, decides to try some desperate things. We watch as Masked Terror approaches the fourth corner and then we watch as Andy Martindale begins punching Masked Terror in the head. Masked Terror is staggering around the ring, with Andy Martindale still on his shoulders, as Martindale continues to punch and scratch the head of The Masked Terror. Not wanting to release Martindale from his shoulders, The Masked Terror uses all his remaining strength to keep Andy on his shoulders and to keep from falling over. Every time The Masked Terror reaches out to try to close in on the corner, Andy Martindale punches him in the head some more and this causes him to fail to reach the corner because he takes a few steps back toward the middle of the ring. Referee Head stands in close to the wrestlers so that he will be able to make the proper call when the moment comes.

TEX: Of all the Texas Bull Rope matches I have called, I have never seen one end like this.

DUFF: It isn't over yet Tex. If neither of them can get to the final corner, and if something happens to cause them both to fall to the mat, Referee Head will start the four corners over again.

There is a commotion at the top of the entrance ramp as we see Mister X make an appearance. He runs down the entrance ramp and slides under the bottom rope and into the ring. Both The Masked Terror and Andy Martindale are unaware that Mister X has arrived in the ring but Referee Richard Head notices him and he approaches him to demand that he get out of the ring. X pushes Referee Head aside and he waits for Masked Terror to turn around to face him. As Andy Martindale continues to squirm on Terror's shoulders and trying to punch him in the head to make him let go of him, Masked Terror turns around and as soon as he faces Mister X, we see X leap up and land a drop kick to the chest of Masked Terror. The Masked Terror falls backward and he drops Andy Martindale in the process. We watch as The Masked Terror reaches out to break his fall and his hand slaps the fourth, and final, corner turnbuckle padding, and Referee Richard Head calls for the bell as Masked Terror has just won the match.

TEX: What sort of nonsense is this? Mister X had no right to interfere in this match.

DUFF: Extreme Rules my friend. I guess X wanted to make a statement to The Masked Terror after he lost the Television Title to him recently.

Masked Terror stands up out of the corner and he gathers up the Bull Rope and Cow Bell and he approaches Mister X with the intention of slamming him in the head with the Cow Bell. Mister X quickly slides out of the ring and starts to head up the ramp to return to the backstage area. He stops half way up the ramp and turns toward the ring where Masked Terror is staring him down. Mister X motions around his waist in a gesture that he plans on regaining the Television Title soon. X then turns and runs up the ramp and disappears behind the backstage curtains.

STORMY CANYON: Here is the winner of this match, and still Asylum Wrestling Alliance Television Champion, THE MASKED TERRORRRRR!!!!!

TEX: Due to that interference on the part of Mister X we will never know if Andy Martindale could have won that match.

DUFF: We know he would not have won.

Referee Richard Head hands the Television Title to The Masked Terror and then he raises Masked Terror's hand in victory. He drops the hand of The Masked Terror and we watch as Masked Terror exits the ring and heads up the ramp to return to the dressing room area.

Winner:

The Television Title match between The Masked Terror and Andy Martindale is over and the world was Masked Terror pull off the victory to successfully defend the Television Title. While there is a break in the action Bill Barnhart comes down to the Announcer Table and he takes a seat with Tex Martin and Duff Travers and he makes an announcement.

TEX: Hi Bill, what are you doing here?

DUFF: You mean “ get lost fat boy!”

BILL BARHART: Hey, is that any way to treat the wrestler with the most victories of anyone on the Roster?

TEX: Just ignore Duff. He has a tendency to be very biased. What’s on your mind Bill?

BILL BARNHART: I just wanted to comment again this week that the feeble attempts of Goth and Jonathan Porter to destroy me by placing me in another Barbed Wire Cage match will fail once again. Just as they failed to destroy me last week in a Barbed Wire Cage match against Modo, their attempt will fail again this week. I may have taken a few shots last week but I am like the Black Knight in the Monty Python movie…I am fine, it is nothing but a small flesh wound!

TEX: So do you feel confident going up against Jason Stevens again? You do seem to have a pretty good record against him.

BULLDOG BILL: Yeah, I already made it clear this week that I want him to take me on, one-on-one, without interference by Steve Ramone or Carrie. Knowing Jason Stevens asking him to be honest in our match is like asking a skunk not to stink.

DUFF: Oh you are so full of…

BULLDOG BILL: Truth? Is that the word you were searching for Duff? Look, I am going to be honest no matter who gets upset about it. If you don’t wish to hear what I have to say I suggest you install some earplugs.

TEX: I told you to just ignore Duff. You won’t get anywhere with him by trying to talk logic to him.

Just as Bill is about to make a few more comments there is a commotion at the entrance area and we see Jason Stevens and Steve Ramone run out and run down the ramp toward the ring. Bill Barnhart isn’t going to hang around to get attacked before his match with Jason Stevens so he excuses himself with Tex and Duff and jumps up from the Announcer Table. Bill leaps over the barricade and runs up the steps and he disappears backstage. Stevens and Ramone arrive at the Announcer Table too late to accomplish anything so they turn and head back up the ramp to return to their dressing room. The camera returns to Tex and Duff as they comment on what just happened and as they get ready comment on the next match coming up.

TEX: That was a rather odd incident. I don’t know why some wrestlers have to be so mean. Why can’t everyone be nice and polite like Bill Barnhart?

DUFF: Because you know the saying that “Nice Guys Finish Last” and if you look at 9 of Bill’s last 12 matches you will notice he finished last in those matches. Now let’s stop talking about the lame duck Bill Barnhart and let’s get on to the match coming up next.

the scene switches ringside as Jonathan “Fang” Porter can be seen standing in the ring. Most to all of the fans in attendance can be seen and heard at jeering the self proclaimed Wolf God. He ignores them and places a microphone up to his mouth.

Fang: Yeah, yeah boo at me all you want. It’s not going to change the fact that I’m here and you’re there. Let’s face it, you people need me. You pay money to see what I’m going to do next, what person will be sent away next, and as the saying goes…..The show must go on. Now most of you inbred rednecks wouldn’t know talent unless it bit you in the ass. Take for example me. Who else in this company has earned the right to say that I personally got rid of the one man that has been a thorn in my side since I came back? Who else in this company can say that they single handedly got rid of the snooze-fest General Manager Canis?

At hearing the General Manager’s name the crowd begins to cheer, some starting a chant for The Rebellion.

Fang: Oh you people disgust me! Canis is a loser, and my brother’s counterpart has been taken care of. He’s well out of The Families plan long after WrestleQuest II has past. Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised that he isn’t the same man anymore.

One of Fang’s Men in Black comes rushing down to the ring. He gets up into the ring and motions for his boss to come over, as it seems a dire and urgent need. After hearing what his Man in Black had to tell him, Fang screams into the microphone in a frenzied rage.

Fang: WHAT!? What do you mean he’s gone!? I pay you idiots good money for a reason, and you tell me that he’s escaped? How in the BLUE HELL is that possible!? Answer me damn you!

Just as Fang is about to strike his Man in Black, the tron comes to life, showing the images of a now burned down KIA Prison. Several Men in Black can be seen scattered around, either dead or almost dead. The camera pans around and we see several inmates running amok, but no sign of the Chief Financial Officer and Co-Owner of Asylum Wrestling Alliance. There is a scream of a man heard, almost as if he’s being torn from limb from limb. Then there is silence. For a moment it looks as if the calm of the storm has passed, but then there is an all too familiar voice singing an old song by Jimmy Dean. There is a sense of creepiness in the voice as it sings.

Voice: And everybody knew you didn't give no lip to Big John…….BIG…..BAD…..JOHN.

Then a giant hand comes from the left side of the camera and the feed cuts to static. Fang stands shocked as hell in the ring for a moment while the crowd cheers. Even the color commentators are slightly speechless.

Tex: This….this is just…..this is just unreal folks. It would appear that Fang had our Chief Financial Officer, John Irons held captive at the KIA prison, and has escaped. But it’s just creepy how things have turned out.

Duff: I know what you mean. The way he was singing was way off key. That and I can’t for the life of me figure out why he would be singing Johnny Cash.

Tex: That was Jimmy Dean, you idiot.

Fang: No! It can’t be! How in the hell did this happen!? He was supposed to…..I need to leave!

The scene cuts to commercial.

Vs.

Tex: Matthew Toddi finally scored a victory here last week and may be given another shot at the Television title next week if he can defeat his opponent for tonight!

Duff: Newcomer Kris Peek makes his debut tonight as he challenges the upcoming, rising star that is Matthew Toddi for also a possible shot at the Television champion next wek as well! This should be an interesting matchup!

The crowd is gearing themselves up for the match, screaming at the top of their lungs of names of their favorite wrestlers. The camera gets some great shots of funny and serious signs held by the fans inside the Amway Center in Orlando, FL. We then cut to a shot of Stormy Canyon climbing up the steps and entering the ring through the top and middle ropes, then she walks over to the middle of the ring and places the microphone to her lips, speaking to the excited crowd.

Stormy: This match is scheduled for one fall! The winner that earns either a pinfall or submission over his opponent will be granted a match with the current AWA Television champion at next week’s Insomnia show!

,The crowd goes nuts at hearing the annoucement, then the noise dies down as Stormy speaks to the crowd once more.

Stormy: Introducing first, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, weighing at 248 lbs……KRIS PEEK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The lights in the arena begin to strobe green and red as 'Cryin Like A Bitch' by Godsmack begins to rip through the arena speakers. The fans have a mixed reaction as a white spotlight searches the crowd before finding Kris Peek making his way through them. As he gets through the crowd, Kris hops up onto the barricade and smirks as he holds his arms into the air, throwing up the "Rock Horns" Kris then leaps from the barricade to the apron before hopping over the top rope and landing in the ring. Upon landing in the ring, Kris hops up onto the middle rope and plays to the crowd as the lights slowly return to normal. When Kris hops down, he begins bouncing in place as the music slowly fades out.

Tex: Not sure what to make of this fellow yet, but I have a feeling that he’s going to be wowing the crowd with his skill inside the ring tonight!

Duff: Well then let’s hope that Matthew Toddi kicks Kris’s ass tonight and put him in his place!

Tex: Would you just be quiet and do your job, man? I wonder what has gotten into you since last week’s show?

Duff: It’s just so frustrating to see some of my favorite people around here get smacked around like red-headed step children! It’s just embarrassing!

Stormy: Introducing his opponent, from Detroit, Michigan, weighing at 225 lbs….MATTHEW TODDI!!!!!!!!

Toddi's theme hits as he is introduced and he walks out looks at the fans who are booing him and then he raises his hood over his head and places arms out to sides as red and white spark pyro comes out from above and the sides of him! He then walks and slides into the ring, takes another look at the fans raises his arms with one hand index finger and thumb up and other hand just index. He then teases throwing his hoodie to the crowd as he gives it to the announcer and warms up by pulling the ropes until the ring bell hits.

Duff: Now you see that? That guy should definitely be part of a stable like The Family!

Tex: You mean a guy that has lost more matches than he’s won lately? If I were Goth, I wouldn’t even be giving him the time of day or anyone else in The Family, for that matter.

Duff: Now that’s a question I got to ask you, bro – what is it that yo have against The Family? Goth proved that he was still the best in the world last week! It’s about time The Rebellion were shown a hard lesson in respect!

Tex: Actually, their actions is what makes me despise them. Since Goth KNEW that he couldn’t take out Ronin by himself, he had to obviously get help from his brother to win the match. Now that, my friend, is a load of crap!

Kris went to lock up with Matthew, but his opponent had a better idea, connecting with a low dropkick that hits Kris’s left knee, making him fall onto one knee. But Matthew made the mistake of going for a roundhouse kick with his right leg, allowing Kris to catch it in time and holding it as he rose to his feet, took out his foe’s left leg with a quick right leg sweep and nails a dropping elbow into Matthew’s stomach. He goes for a quick pin, but Matthew was quicker, kicking out at the count of one. Kris picked up Matthew and tried to irish-whip him into the upper-left corner of the ring, but Matthew reversed the move and Kris collided with the ring post instead, his chest receiving the brunt of the blow. Clutching his chest, he staggered back into Matthew, who grabbed him around the waist and executed a german suplex and transformed the move into a bridge pin. But Kris evaded the full count as he kicked Matthew in the head and Matthew slowly rolled away, feeling the hit from both sides of his head. Kris leaped in the air and hit a solid dropkick to Matthew’s chest, forcing his foe to take a few step back. But Matthew was able to recover as Kris tried to clean his head off with a clothesline and ducked underneath it, but at the same time catching him, slamming him to the mat with a quick powerslam out of nowhere! The crowd gasped as Matthew tries for another pin and the referee was able to reach the count of two, but Kris kicked out before the referee hit the mat with his hand for the third time. Matthew looks at the ref angrily, yelling at him to count faster, but the ref yells back, saying that he was doing his job correctly. Dismissing the referee at hand, he goes for a ground armbar, but Kris was able to roll backward and get out of the submission maneuver, still holding on to his arm, then lands a dropkick to the head, forcing Matthew to roll away. After getting back some feeling in his arm, Kris walks over to his fallen opponent and begins to stomp a mudhole in him for a bit, then lifts him in the air and drives him ino the mat with a suplex! Kris aims for the cover and hooks the leg, but Matthew Toddi barely got the shoulder up before the count of three! Kris brings his opponent to his feet and whips him to the ropes, Matthew bouncing off the ropes and coming back. As he nears, Kris tries for another clothesline, but was unsuccessful once again as Matthew ducked underneath it and hit the other side. Kris tried to stop himself with the clothsline, but his momentum shifted forward and he didn’t turn around until a second too late, as his face becomes the victim of a wheel kick, courtesy of Matthew Toddi! Then Matthew ascends the post at the lower-left corner of the ring and then leaps into the air, pummeling Kris Peek into the mat with a moonsault! Matthew Toddi, thinking he finally has the win here, hooks the leg and the referee counts it! 1….2….but Kris Peek kicked out of the pin! Already frustrated, he gets on the man and starts pounding away with his fists, Kris managing to block some of them, the others unfortunately going through. The referee immediately rushes in and pulls him out of it and then stands back, telling him that’s enough as Matthew feels enraged about the count again, yelling at the referee about it.

Tex: Matthew Toddi better control himself before Kris is given enough time to recover and turn the tables on him.

Duff: What do you mean, Tex? Matthew Toddi has every right to yell at the referee for not doing his job! Now you see, Tex, that’s a load of crap!

As Matthew and the referee continue to argue, Kris is now back on his feet and immediately gets behind his opponent, surprising him with a fast backbreaker. Matthew Toddi arches his back in pain, then his face gets hit hard as Kris attempts a running basement dropkick and connects. Kris goes for the pin, but Matt gets the shoulder up at the count of two. Kris grunts with dissatisfaction as he drops his knee into Matt’s face, Matt crying out in agony, anguishing over the hit. He rolls away and gets to his feet as Kris hits the opposing ropes and goes for a springboard spear. But Matt saw the move coming, stepped to the left side and was able to reach around Kris’s neck and hit a DDT out of nowhere! Then he drops to the mat as well, as the referee sees them both laid out. The referee then starts up a ten-count, but by the time he reaches the count of seven, both Matthew and Kris are on their feet. But it was Matthew who managed to strike first with an Enziguri that literally came out of nowhere! As Kris falls onto his knees, Matthew Toddi runs past him, hits the ropes, comes back, and nails a flipping neck breaker, sending Kris Peek reeling, holding on to his neck in pain! Matthew goes for the pin, but just as the referee was about to hit the mat for the third time, Kris denied him the victory by getting the shoulder up. Matthew is angry as all hell, completely surprised that Kris is somehow able to stay up for so long! He then drops a knee of his own and laughs as he watches Kris groaning in pain. He decides that Kris should be finished off here and now and he now ascends the top of the upper-right post of the ring and quickly pulls off a quick taunt to the fans, who respond back with a hail of boos, before finally leaping into the air, intending to finish off Kris Peak with a shooting-star press! Kris, however, manage to recover in time and roll out at the last, possible second, sending Matthew Toddi sprawling to the mat! Both men are once again down on the ground, both exhausted and spent by this point. The referee checks on both them, to make sure they are doing OK so far, then begins to count both men down as the audience joins the referee with the counting. 1…..2…..3…..4…..5…..6….7…..8….Kris is finally up on his feet, followed by Matthew a few seconds later. The two men stare down at each other before charging at one another, exchanging some heavy rights that don’t go nowhere, as neither man gains the advantage. Then Matthew surprises Kris with a low kick and then goes for the MKO, his own version of the diamond cutter, but Kris Peek pushes him off and Matthew struggles to land on his feet. Then he quickly spins around and goes for a wild haymaker. Kris, however, ducks the move and waits for Matt to turn around after he’s done spinning, kicks him in the gut for good measure, then hits the Blitzkrieg Bop! As Matthew is laid out on the floor, Kris goes for the cover, hooking the leg, as the referee counts it in. 1…..2….3!!!!! The referee immediately gets up and signals for the bell to ring as Kris rolls away from the pin, completely happy that the match came his way!

Stormy: Here is your winner and the man that will take on the Television champion for a chance at that title on next week’s Insomnia….KRIS PEEK!!!!

Tex: Well, would you look at that? This is Kris’s debut and he’s already made an impressive statement! The Television champion better be paying close attention to Kris this week!

Duff: Meanwhile, Matthew here gave it EVERYTHING he could, but it just wasn’t enough to shut out Kris for the win.

As Kris Peek gets up and begins to celebrate in the ring, the referee raises his hand in victory. After letting go, Kris Peek looks directly at the camera and motions the belt around his waist, a wide smile creasing his features as he continues to celebrate his win while Matthew Toddi is being revived by the referee. The camera goes into a commercial break, promoting the biggest PPV of them all.

Winner:

Faust is backstage with Foxxy Dreams. Faust is wearing his wrestling clothes, his hair looks wet as he drinks some water and poors some over his head lightly.

Foxxy: You have your match with Fang tonight, who seems more the ready for you. You are making a debut against someone who has been in the business for years... your thoughts?

Faust: "I know exactly what I am in for. I know this match will push both of us to the extremes.. small price to pay for the honor to fight Fang. This has been a long time coming for me. Now if anyone is worried about getting their money's worth with our match, I can guarantee they will be more then just happy when the last move is done.

I have worked hard, trained hard, and am looking forward to this match. Am I nervous? Sure... This is Fang I am stepping in there with. I will not let it cloud my judgment though... it also won't cloud my abilities. This is the best opportunity to show the world what I have to offer. Win lose, or draw, I am going to give Fang a match to remember. I don't plan on losing though...

Faust goes closer to the camera

Faust then walks off leaving Foxxy Dream standing there.

Gus walks into Modo's dressing room, ready to psyche him up for the International Championship match, but he notices Modo is not there. he sits on the couch and waits for his protege...

GUS: Where is that kid? He has a huge match tonight, he should be here and ready to go! Damn that...oh there you are! What in the bag?

Modo casually walks into the room and greets Gus. Modo smiles and sits down next to him. He places a paper bag on the coffee table, and pulls a bottle of Jack Daniels out of it.

MODO: Well, I'm a man of my word. Hank Henry has made it clear that he hates me, but I'm not the type to take these things too seriosuly. I'm about competition and fighting with honour. I told Hank I would offer him this bottle as a peace offering...more like a selfish cleansing of your own conscience because of what you..I...will do to Hank! Pathetic...should be revelling in the destruction, not making peace offerings! ...anyway, I said I would do it, and I will. Let's go Gus...

The two men get up and leave the dressing room, in search of Hank Henry III. They walk down the hall toward Hank's room.

MODO: Hank Henry thinks I don't have passion?? What more do I have to prove? I always take on all comers, and train vigourously for each one! I broke my damn kitchen table! That's passion! Who's he to talk about passion? The only thing he feels anything for is right here in my hand, his old buddy Jack. Hank loves this guy because Jack is not judgmental. Jack encourages his behaviour...well tonight I'm encouraging him as well.

Modo barges into Hank's room without knocking. He doesn't care if he comes face to face with his opponent, as he will soon enough anyway. But alas, Hank Henry is not in at the moment. Modo looks around, the thought of destroying the place crosses his mind and a grin creeps up on his face. He looks over at Gus for approval, but Gus, knowing what he's thinking, shakes his head disapprovingly. Modo takes the hint and does not give into his appetite for destruction. He places the bottle of Jack Daniels on Hank's coffee table and walks out of the room.

MODO: See? I'm a man of my word. I showed it just now, and in our match, I will show it again and do what I have been saying all week that I would!

Vs.

The scene cuts to the center of the ring, where a cage is slowly being lowered around the ring. As the camera pans closer, the bands of barbed-wire lining and twisting through the mesh becomes visible. As the fans buzz with anticipation, Stormy Canyon's voice rings out over the PA system.

Stormy: Ladies and gentlemen, the next match is scheduled for one fall, and is a Barbed-Wire Steel Cage Match!

Tex: This is going to be a good one, Duff!

Duff: I just wanna see somebody bleed!

Tex: You're a sick man, Duff.

Stormy: Introducing first, from Oakland, California...BULLDOG BBBIIIILLLL BAAARRRNNNHHAARRT!!!

DON'T WORRY...BE HAPPY by Bobby McFerrin 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: Bill Barnhart looking to break out of the slump he's suffered recently, losing nine of his last twelve matches. I think he's going to pull it off tonight, though.

Duff: No way! Stevens doesn't exactly have the best record, but he's a lot younger than Bill and a helluva lot crazier. Mark my words, Stevens wins this one without breaking a sweat!

Stormy: And his opponent, hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada...JASON “THE SENSATION” SSSTTTTEEEEVVVEENNS!!!

The opening riff for “Room for One More” is heard 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 their reaction to the trio as whilst they hat Jason they love Steve, Jason rolls into the ring and bounces off the ropes as Steve and Carrie take up postions at ringside.

Tex: Stevens, of course, looking to add a big name victory to his not-so-impressive record here tonight.

Duff: Dammit, Tex! I told you! HE'S GOT THIS!

With both men in the ring, the cage finishes its descent, and two ring workers step forward, securing the steel frame in place around the ring as Bill and Jason eye each other. Satisfied that the structure is sound, the workers step back and give a thumbs up toward the timekeeper's table before disappearing up the entrance ramp.

Duff: HERE WE GO!!!

The bell rings and the match officially begins. The two men slowly stalk the ring, circling each other. Jason feints toward bill, dropping his hands and literally sticking his neck out, taunting Bulldog. Bill smiles, nodding his head as the two continue to circle. Again Jason feints, drawing a bout of laughter from the fans as he bobs and weaves in the ring. Jason feints once more, and Bill rushes forward, clobbering Jason with a clothesline! The crowd cheers loudly as Jason falls to the mat, quickly getting to his feet and shaking off the blow. The two men lock up in the center of the ring, writhing and twisting as they vie for position. Bill quickly gets the upper hand, trapping Jason in a headlock as he nods to the crowd and smiles. He tightens the hold, drawing a loud grunt from Jason, waving his arms wildly as he tries to break Bill's grip. Finally, Jason gets his bearings and unleashes three hard elbows to Bill's midsection, loosening the hold and pushing Bulldog away. As Bill turns around Jason rushes toward him, connecting with a hard clothesline. The smack of flesh on flesh fills the arena, but the move has no effect. Jason unloads with another clothesline, and still Bill just stands there, smiling and shaking his head. Then Bill rears back with his right hand, rushing forward with a clothesline of his own that flips Jason in mid-air!

Tex: He should've known that wouldn't work. Stevens is giving up a 65 pound weight advantage here.

Duff: Yeah, yeah. Bulldog's built like a brick shit house.

Tex: I'm just saying, Duff. Stevens is considerably smaller than Barnhart.

Duff: Will you just shut up?

Inside the cage, Bill moves to the prone body of Jason Stevens, bending down and grabbing him by his head. As he starts to pull Jason to his feet, The Sensation rocks Bill with a devastating low blow! Bill's hands immediately cover his crotch, and Bulldog drops to one knee as Jason gets to his feet. Stevens takes a few steps back, getting a running start toward Bill and kicking him square in the jaw, knocking Bill to his back! He doesn't slow down, climbing through the ropes and grabbing the cage, using it for leverage as he climbs the turnbuckle.

Tex: Jason's going to have to be careful climbing that fence! If he grabs that barbed-wire, it's not going to be pretty!

Duff: Exactly whose bright idea was it to run barbed-wire through the cage, anyway?

Tex: Hell, Duff, I don't know. You don't like it?

Duff: That's not the point! It's just stupid!

Jason slowly gains his feet on the turnbuckle, taking his time as he carefully avoids the strands of barbed-wire. He takes too much time, though, and Bill gets to his feet, running over and grabbing Stevens by his tights, trying to pull him from the turnbuckle. Jason reaches back and grabs the cage, trying to keep his balance as he kicks at Bill with his foot foot. Bill steps back to avoid the kicks, then smiles and runs to the ropes, throwing his body against them, knocking Jason off balance and causing The Sensation to stumble forward, racking himself on the top rope!

Tex: Smart move by Bill Barnhart!

Duff: Dammit, Jason! Stop screwing around!

Bulldog grabs Stevens by his head, dragging him off of the ropes. Bill whips Jason into the turnbuckle, following close behind and doubling him over with a knee to the midsection. He pummels Jason with right hands until Jason is barely able to stand. He grabs Jason and hoists him up onto the top turnbuckle, climbing up himself and setting up for Superplex as the crowd begins to buzz. Stevens starts to fight back, landing hard forearm shots to Bill's head! Finally, Bill breaks the attempt and steps back to the canvas, stumbling a bit and holding his head. As Bill turns back to face the corner, Jason is on his feet and leaps from the top rope, executing a perfect Missile Drop Kick to Bill's face! Bulldog falls to the mat hard and the crowd boos Jason as he thrusts his fists in the air, show-boating.

Duff: Yeah! Now that's what I'm talking about!

Tex: The Sensation finally shows a bit of offense! Let's see if he can follow it up!

Jason stomps Bill a few times for good measure. Then he turns and moves toward the cage, but he doesn't climb it. Instead, he gets on one knee near Steve Ramone and says something to him. Steve nods quickly and Jason turns his attention back to Bulldog. He picks Bill up by his head, mocking Bulldog as he traps him in a headlock. The crowd boos loudly as Jason clamps down on the hold. As the referee looks in on Bill, Steve Ramone is moving on the outside of the ring, going to the side the referee's back is facing. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small pair of wire cutters. Keeping his eye on the referee, he begins to cut a strand of the barbed-wire away from the cage. Inside the ring, Bill has stumbled backward toward the ropes, finally breaking the hold and launching Stevens across the ring and Ramone quickly places the tool back in his pocket. Jason bounces off the ropes and Bill meets him in the center of the ring, stopping his momentum with his hand around Jason's throat as he sets up for a Chokeslam! At the last second, Jason rakes Bill's eyes, causing him to stumble back as Jason circles the ring, drawing the ref's attention away from Steve Ramone. As Jason locks Bulldog in an Abdominal Stretch, Steve continues to cut the strand of barbed-wire from the cage. In seconds, it's done, and now a two-foot section of the wire lays on the canvas.
Stevens grabs the ropes for extra leverage, but the ref sees it immediately and warns him. Jason lets go of the rope and clamps down the hold harder as the referee looks in on Bulldog, waiting for a submission. With the referee's attention diverted, Jason reaches back to grab the cage for leverage, but he's not looking at what he's grabbing, and wraps his palm around a strand of barbed-wire! Shouting in pain, he releases the hold and Bulldog stumbles away as Jason holds his hand, jumping up and down in pain like a child, drawing a bout of laughter that rolls through the arena.

Duff: You've gotta be kidding me!

Tex: He should've looked where he was putting his hand.

Bill finally gets the gist of what just happened and begins laughing. Jason starts fuming and rushes Bill, taking him by surprise and tackling him to the canvas, pummeling him with right hands as the crowd boos loudly. Outside the ring, Steve Ramone yells at Jason, getting his attention and pointing toward the cage and the strand of barbed-wire laying on the mat. Nodding his head, Jason gets up, pulling Bill to his feet. He whips Bill into the ropes, following right on his heels and unleashing a clothesline that sends Bill over the top rope and against the barbed-wire-wrapped steel mesh of the cage! Bill writhes in pain on the mat, but Stevens doesn't let up, reaching through the ropes and grabbing Bill's neck, running his forehead across the wire! Blood begins to trickle down Bill's face as the sharpened tips dig into his flesh. Finally Jason releases Bill, letting him fall to the canvas in pain.

Duff: Yes! That's what it's all about! Bulldog's busted wide open!

Tex: Bill let his sense of humor get the best of him, and it cost him big time!

Jason grabs Bill's leg, dragging him under the ropes back to the center of the ring, laying him on his back. Jason runs toward the ropes, jumping and leaping from the top rope, landing on Bill with a moonsault! Hooking Bill's legs, he goes for the pin. One...Two...Bill kicks out! Jason slaps the mat in anger as he gets up, moving to the cage and picking up the strand of barbed-wire Steve Ramone had cut away. The referee begins to stop him, but Jason holds up the strand and points to the cage, yelling at the ref that it's not his fault the strand fell off. The referee looks suspicious but nods his head, allowing it to be used. Jason moves over to Bill as Bulldog has rolled onto his stomach, slowly beginning to stand. Jason holds the wire over his head and slams it down hard, raking it across Bill's back! Loud “Oh”s echo through the arena as Jason rakes Bill's back with the wire once, twice more! Bulldog is twisting and kicking in pain on the mat, thin lines of crimson beginning to show on his back. Jason smiles as he kicks Bill hard, rolling him over onto his back. Jason kneels in front of Bill, putting the wire across his neck and beginning to choke him!

Tex: The ref can't let that go! One slip and it could kill him!

Duff: You're such a sissy, Tex! The ref's already cleared use of the wire! Let 'em fight!

Bill kicks and twists on the mat, trying to break Jason's grip, but to no avail. Finally, he pulls at the wire, just able to squeeze his thumbs between the sharpened strand and his neck, pushing against it. Bulldog's entire body is shaking with the effort, and the crowd begins to cheer and chant loudly, driving him on. Finally, Bill's able to force the wire a few inches from his neck, using the opportunity to spin on his back and kick Jason square in the jaw! The Sensation falls back, dropping the wire and holding his mouth as he rolls on the mat in pain. Bill slowly gets to his feet, grabbing Jason's ankles and dragging him to the center of the ring. He wraps Jason's legs around his own, falling onto his back and locking in a Figure Four! The crowd cheers Bill wildly as the referee gets in Jason's face, looking for a submission. Jason shakes his head madly, rocking his body back and forth as he tries desperately to break the hold. Bill's weight advantage is too great for Jason, though. He can't even budge Bulldog. Jason lays on his back, screaming in pain, refusing to quit. Steve Ramone yells something from outside the cage, and Jason turns his head, spotting the strand of barbed-wire just a few feet away. He reaches for it, but it's too far. Bill sees what's happening, and clamps down on Jason's legs harder. Jason doesn't give up, throwing his body to the side, inch by inch as he fights the pain of Bill's Figure Four. Finally, the strand of wire is just within reach! He grabs the barbed-wire, sitting up and swinging it wildly, raking Bill across the face! Bill doesn't break the hold, though, shaking his head and gritting his teeth as blood begins to flow down his face. Jason rears back and swings the wire again, raking it across Bill's chest! Jason continues to swing the wire, raking it across Bill's flesh! Finally, Bill can't take it anymore and breaks the hold, rolling away from The Sensation.

Tex: No! If he could've just held on for a few more seconds!

Duff: Jason's too smart for him, Tex!

Tex: Then why's he only tried for one pin, Duff?

Duff: ...I hate you.

Jason gets to his feet, dropping the wire and walking slowly toward Bill. He drags Bill to the middle of the ring, moving toward the turnbuckle and slowly beginning to climb. With Jason's back to him, Bill spots the barbed-wire on the canvas, grabbing it and slowly beginning to wrap it around his fist. Jason turns to face Bill's prone body, pumping his fists in the air drawing loud boos from the crowd. Jason leaps, looking for the Sensational Star Press! Bill rolls out of the way at the last second, and Jason crashes to the canvas! The crowd chants for Bulldog loudly as he slowly gets to his feet, grabbing Jason by the head and hoisting him up. Bill rears back with his wire-wrapped hand, rocking Stevens with a big right hand! Jason staggers back, but Bill grabs his shoulder, unloading on his one more time! Jason falls to the mat and Bill drops the wire, hauling Jason to his feet once again. Grabbing Jason by the back of the head, Bill walks him toward the ropes, picking him up on his shoulder and rushing toward the cage, impaling Jason's head on the steel mesh and wire like a human spear! Bill staggers back from the impact, but quickly gains his balance and impales Stevens again! He steps back once more, turning around and dropping Stevens to the canvas in a bloody heap! Hooking Jason's legs, he goes for a pin. One...Two...Thr...Jason kicks out! Bill stands slowly, staring at Jason in disbelief. He grabs Stevens again, doubling him over and setting him up for a powerbomb! He flips Jason into the air, but Jason is able to reverse it, taking Bulldog down with a Frankensteiner! He holds the move, going for a pin. One...Two...Th...kick out! Both men lay on the canvas for a moment, breathing heavily.

Tex: No matter who wins, Duff, this has been one hell of a match!

Duff: Don't give me that, “It's not whether you win or lose” crap! Jason's gonna win!

Blood is now pouring from both competitors as they struggle to get to their feet. Jason is somehow able to stand first, whipping Bill into the ropes. Bill ducks a clothesline, turning quickly and kicking Jason in the gut, planting him with a DDT! He rolls on top of Jason, going for the pin! One...Two...Thre...NO! Jason barely gets his shoulder off the mat! Bill shakes his head as he groggily pulls Jason to his feet once more. Jason fights back, and the two start trading right hands in the center of the ring! Jason ducks a wild swing from Bill, cracking him in the face with an elbow strike! The crowd has stopped choosing sides, now cheering both men on! Jason continues his assault, rocking Bill with two more punches! He's got his second wind now, and rushes toward the corner, jumping up on the turnbuckle and quickly turning to face Bill. He leaps from the top rope, wrapping his legs around Bill's head and taking him down with a Hurricanrana! He quickly goes for the pin. One...Two...Thre...NO WAY!!! Bill gets his shoulder up, shoving Jason away from him! Jason refuses to stop, hoisting Bill to his feet, rocking him with another right hand for good measure before setting him up to be Sensationalized! Bill gains his bearings at the last second, hammering his elbow hard into Jason's temple and breaking his grip. Bill grabs Jason and whips him hard into the corner, rushing in and clobbering him with an elbow to the throat! The crowd cheers wildly as Bill rears back and unloads with a back-handed chop! The smack of flesh on flesh echoes loudly as Bill strikes Jason again! And again! Jason's chest is beet-red now, and Bill follows it up with one final chop, knocking Jason into the turnbuckle so hard that Jason hits it and stumbles forward! Bill places Jason in a side headlock, running across the ring and slamming his face into the mat hard with a Bulldog! He rolls Jason over and goes for the cover! One...Two...THREE!!!

Tex: It's over! It's over! Bulldog gets the win with a Bulldog!

Duff: No! Jason was so close! Dammit!!

The timekeeper calls for the bell and two medical technicians rush to the ring. The cage slowly rises, allowing the techs into the ring as Stormy Canyon's voice rings out over the PA system.

Stormy: Ladies and gentlemen...here is your winner...BULLDOG BBBIIIILLLLLL BBBBAAARRRNNNHHAAAARRRTT!!!

Tex: Like it or not, Duff, you can't deny that both of these guys gave it their all tonight.

Duff: Can't you just let me wallow in my misery for one damn minute!?

Both men slowly get to their feet, waving off the medical technicians. Bill staggers toward Jason, helping him stand fully, clapping him on the back and extending his hand, smiling. Jason eyes Bill angrily for a moment, staring at his hand. Finally, Jason sighs, nodding his head. He reaches out and grabs Bill's hand, and the two shake hands in the center of the ring as the crowd cheers wildly.

Duff: No, Jason! How could you stoop so low!?

Tex: There's nothing wrong with a little sportsmanship, Duff.

Duff: Oh, shut up, Tex! You just don't get it!

The two men step away from each other as Don't Worry...Be Happy begins to play over the PA system. Jason rolls out of the ring and slowly makes his way up the ramp with Steve Ramone and Carrie. The camera focuses on Bill Barnhart in the center of the ring, smiling with his hands raised in victory as the show fades to a commercial break.

Winner:

Tex: So far, this is a good time and everyone’s…

Duff: Wait a second, Tex! What the hell is he doing here? He’s not on the card this week!

Disturbed’s Perfect Insanity kicks off on the speakers as the crowd goes nuts. Metamania walks out of the backstage curtain, surveying the scene as the fans are chanting his name. He walks down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans and smiling at them. Then he climbs up the steps and enters the ring through the ropes, bringing his fist in the air as pyro explodes from all four corners of the ring at least four times while the lights are down. Then the lights go back up as Metamania, who is currently donning his wrestling gear, politely calls for a microphone. Stormy hands him the microphone before returning to her seat as he walks away from the ropes and stands in the middle of the ring, taking in the sounds of the atmosphere as the crowd cannot help but continue to scream their heads off. He patiently waits for them to finally settle down and as they finally do so, he starts to walk around the ring, speaking to the fans as he stays eye contact with them.

Metamania: Now, before I begin what I have to say here, many of you are wondering why Freya is not by my side tonight. It’s very simple – she’s back at home, looking after the kids for this week. Fear not, however, as she’ll be back with me next week as I take on whoever the worthless cockroach decides to send my way this time. With that out of the way, I want to talk about someone I’ve known in this business for a long, someone that I feel is both rival and friend to me. That man is Chaos…

The fans give back a mixed reaction of either boos or cheers as soon as they heard the name.

Metamania: If you’ll remember, last week, he was attacked by someone. We don’t know who it is yet, but I assure you, I am upset about that. Just to be clear, I had NOTHING to do with the attack on Chaos. I actually wish him nothing but the best as he continues his quest for global dominance around here, even if it means accepting a temporary setback like this. I know that he’ll be back one-hundred percent and will do exactly what he does best – kicking ass and taking names! Now, as far as the attack goes, I’m very unhappy with it. I don’t like it when someone that I consider to be both friend and rival became the victim of a sadistic, brutal ambush. He was minding his own business and that crap had to happen to him. Well, guess what, folks? I will not tolerate such a thing! From this point on, I am determined to find out who is the one responsible for attacking Chaos and getting some revenge on that. It’s completely ridiculous for an innocent man to be preyed upon in such an insulting manner. Ever since he came back into the business, all he wanted to do was just mind his Ps and Qs and carve his own path of destruction around here and that’s the thanks he gets? Well, I ain’t buying it and I will find who is primarily responsible for the horrible deed!

Now…onto our esteemed leader…Goth.

The fans immediately boo him as they hear the name, an obvious agreement between everybody as Metamania looks at the fans’s faces and soaks in their reaction.

Duff: Why the hell is he bringing him into this mess!!! Metamania is such a pathetic coward! Does he even know what kind of trouble he’s bringing just by speaking that name???

Tex: Oh shut the hell up, Duff! You don’t even know what he’s going to say in the first place!

Metamania once again raises the microphone to his lips and speaks…

Metamania: Goth, we all knew it…You are a coward of the highest order!

You see, you worthless cockroach, you knew that Ronin was inches away from winning the battle and proving that you are nothing but a man of all talk and no action. You knew that you couldn’t get the job done all on your own, so you had to cheat your way to win. You heard me, you sorry little jackass – even though it was all legit and crap, it just proves that you aren’t a man of your word. You aren’t even a man at all, unable to deal with your foes on your own two feet, so you had to enlist some help from your pathetic brother, Fang, and you both struck him with a shovel in each hand. That, you piece of shit, was nothing more but a disgraceful act from a desperate man that cannot hold everything together in his own federation or even his own stable, for that matter. I find it nice that you’re the only one that keeps on creating a hole that you will not be able to come out of when it’s all said and done. You think that The Family is all alive and well when that’s pretty much bullshit for the time being. Do you honestly think that you still have some sort of chance against Canis, the man who is destined to finally overthrow you and take over your place as the head of the Asylum Wrestling Alliance? How does it feel to have everything finally being taken away from you, you cowardly bastard? Fact of the matter is this, Goth; you didn’t have a damn clue that Canis was returning and don’t you even think or even believe that John Irons is out of the game. Fact is, Fang’s wife, Brenda, should be damn ashamed of her man, as he doesn’t have a pair of balls to deal with John Irons face to face. Don’t worry though – The Rebellion is coming back, full-force I might add, and you’re about to witness the end of an era that should have been dead and gone eons ago. Your time, I’m afraid, will be up very soon, you stupid son of a bitch!

The fans go nuts at his comments while Duff has a disgusted look on his face!

Duff: Metamania better shut his mouth right now before he gets into any further trouble! I wouldn’t want to be him if I were in his shoes right now Tex!

Tex: Actually, Duff, I’m glad that Metamania is telling the truth about things – I’m sick of The Family and the way Goth’s running the show! Preach it, brother, preach it!

Metamania smirks beneath the mask as he now faces the entrance ramp, walking back and forth as he continues to speak.

Metamania: So, Goth…

You said that you had an announcement for me last week, didn’t you?

I’d like to hear that announcement if you don’t mind! In fact, it better be the best announcement you’ve ever made in your career as the leader of this place. In fact, it better be a championship match for either the International or the Universal title! You see, the way I see it, if I go against Ronin, it’s going to be a win-win situation for both of us, for it doesn’t matter who gets the belt, for it will stay in Rebellion and I know for a fact that it pisses you off that much to see the top belt in the business being in the hands of a greater faction than The Family, doesn’t it? Or there’s the International title to consider and if I am granted that match…hell, I earned my right to face the champion ever since I put Hank Henry III through the table and earned the win and even though I don’t like to admit it as much, I like the guy. But business is business and I intend to make this place a hell of a lot better if both titles were back within the Rebellion’s possession! So if I were you, Goth, I’d come out here and give me what I want. So you better choose your words VERY carefully, because if you make a bad announcement instead of a good one, you’re going to make me an angry man and I won’t have ANY problem coming out of his ring, heading backstage until I find your office, bust down that door, and beating the shit out of you until you give me WHAT I WANT! So come on out here, you worthless cockroach, and say your stupid little announcement before I lose all patience with a man of ignorance and stupidity SUCH AS YOURSELF!

Tex: Oh my! Things are about to head up now!

Duff: About time, Tex! Goth needs to put this man in his place tonight!

The Golden Age Of Grotesque blares out over the speakers as Goth comes out of the backstage curtain and stands at the entrance ramp, staring down the fan-proclaimed legend and brings up the microphone to speak.

Goth: You are a man that likes to play the game of being brave don’t you Metamania? You like to play the game of who can act like a big time Bitch and wipe it off your chest as being the hero to these people don’t you?

Metamania can be seen saying damn right towards Goth as the owner of the company grins from ear to ear

Goth: You see Meta, I’m not so sure about your words of you saying that you had nothing to do with the attack on Chaos. Hell knowing you, I would not be amazed if you attacked this man who used to be a member of the Family not such a long time ago. But to show the world that I am a man of my word, I am going to let you get the benefit of the doubt and I’m going to give you the choice of a lifetime. I’m going to give you the opportunity to show me that you are not the man that is blowing hot air out of his ass and make yourself the man that you say you are… You see Meta…You are talking so gallantly about Ronin.. about Chaos.. and my nature of being a coward? Then I’ll make you a deal….. Next week on Insomnia… I’m going to be facing you AND our Universal Champ in a handicap match… Where if YOU pin me…. You will be getting your championship match against Ronin next week on Insomnia…

The crowd erupts as Metamania gestures that it is on

Goth: If Ronin pins me, then you will be facing my brother next week for the final time in a match of your choosing!!!

The crowd erupts of the thought of seeing Metamania and Fang one more time

Goth: But if I pin either of you Meta, it will be the end of your career as you will be facing Chaos at WrestleQuest and win, lose or draw… it will be the end of your existence.. it will be the night where you say farewell to the world of wrestling PERMANENTLY!!!! So what do you say about that Coward?? Do we got a deal??

Metamania thinks for a few moments before grinning and puts the microphone to his mouth

Metamania: Deal!!

Tex: Whoa!!!!

Goth: One way or the other Metamania… I’m going to end your career… And after the smoke has settled and the sky has cleared… You will be left crying, while the Family will be reigning supreme, once more…

With that Goth’s music hits as the two men stare at each other before the show goes to a commercial break

Vs.

STORMY: This match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Long Pond Pennsylvania, weighing in at 220 pounds... FAAAAAAAANG!

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 waits for his opponent.

TEX: Here comes the number one contender to Ronin's Universal championship. I'm still disgusted with him after last week, Duff.

DUFF: Will you ever shut up?! This man is a genius! He's the next Universal champion, and Canis can't do a thing about it!

STORMY: And his opponent, from Winnipeg Canada, weighing in at 218 pounds... FAAAAUUUUSSSST!

"Dream" by Dope hits the PA as the lights dim and a blue light flickers. Faust makes his way out onto the ramp where he gently jumps up and down looking at the crowd. He then makes his way down to the ring, slapping some fans hands on the way down. He slides into the ring, then runs to a turnbuckle and raises his arms, then jumps down and starts warming up his arms and neck as the lights go back to normal.

DUFF: Faust is making his AWA debut tonight, and the poor son of a bitch has his work cut out for him!

TEX: Don't count this high flying daredevil out yet, he's got the tools and the talent to make it in the AWA, but as you've eluded to, he's got to make it past Fang first!

Both men circle each other in the center of the ring after the bell sounds, with Fang giving Faust a scowl of disapproval before they lock horns in an elbow and collar tie-up. Both men struggle for the advantage until Fang puts the pressure on Faust and forces him into the corner. The referee calls for a break before utilising his five count. At three, Fang slowly backs off, before landing a hard chop to Faust's chest! Faust briefly clutches at his chest in pain as Fang stands center-ring, taunting Faust, urging him to attack.

TEX: Look at this! Show some respect, damn you!

DUFF: YOU should show some respect!

Faust comes out of the corner flying, swinging for a clothesline, which Fang counters with a hanging neckbreaker... but Faust twists through and shoves Fang into the corner! Fang is rattled against the turnbuckles, staggering out of the corner as Faust sprints across the ring, springboards off the middle rope and executes a flying bulldog! He quickly goes for the cover. One! Tw-- Fang kicks out! Faust wastes little time, landing an almost instant leg drop, and goes for the cover again! He only gets a one count, as Fang kicks out and slides out of the ring from under the ropes.

TEX: I'm liking Faust already! Talk about athleticism!

DUFF: Whatever, he's about to get his!

Fang paces around at ringside and recovers from Faust's aerial assault, but it isn't over! Faust hops up the turnbuckles, and is about to launch into a devastating aerial maneuver, before Fang darts around the corner of the ring and places the far turnbuckle post between then.

DUFF: Excellent strategy by Fang!

TEX: Cowardly tactics, more like.

Faust drops down from the turnbuckle and waits for Fang to enter the ring. Fang obliges, and charges at Faust. Faust drops to the mat, and Fang hops over, rebounding off the ropes, is leapfrogged by Faust, and on the rebound the high flyer attempts a hurricanrana... but Fang reverses it into a POWERBOMB! Faust hits the mat HARD! Fang goes for the cover. One.. T-- FAUST GETS THE SHOULDER UP! Fang scowls as he grabs Faust by the hair and picks him up, driving forearm strikes into the side of his head, and forcing him into the ropes, before executing an irish whip. On the rebound, Fang hits a knee lift, scrambling Fang's innards! He drops to one knee as Fang stands over him before diving off the ropes and planting his boot into Faust's face! Faust crashes to the mat, clutching at his face in agony.

DUFF: That's gonna smart in the morning!

TEX: This is deplorable, this is supposed to be a wrestling match!

DUFF: All's fair in love and wrestling, you idiot.

Fang "helps" Faust off of the mat, before attempting to execute a suplex, but as Faust drops from the vertical position he twists around, and gets a rear body lock on Fang! Struggling to break the body lock, Fang struggles towards the ropes, clutching on before the referee orders a break. Faust breaks the hold, but before Fang can even turn around, Faust is already rebounding from the ropes! Fang executes a back body drop, but Faust counters and lands on the apron, grabbing the top rope. Faust throws a pair of wild haymakers at Fang's head, forcing Fang to stagger into the middle of the ring in a dazed state. The fans know what's coming now and go wild, as Faust springboards from the top rope, and lands a springboard crossbody! He covers! ONE! TWO! THR-- KICKOUT! Faust doesn't miss a beat, and heads for the top rope. As he climbs the turnbuckles, Fang gets to his feet and charges at the ropes, knocking Faust off balance, but Faust lands on his feet, and charges for a clothesline! Fang ducks underneath, forcing Faust to rebound off the ropes... AND FANG COUNTERS WITH A BIG BOOT! Faust crashes to the mat, once again having been booted in the head!

DUFF: Concussion anyone?! AWESOME!

TEX: You're sick, you know that?

Fang doesn't relent with his assault, and begins to stomp on the dazed Faust. He picks him up, and executes a belly to belly suplex, followed by a Sleeper hold! He's got the hold in tight, cutting off the oxygen and blood to Faust's brain. Faust's arms wave frantically as he attempts to get to his feet, and he finally manages to get on one foot and one knee. He begins to fade however, his arms beginning to flop with less and less exuberance as Fang tightens the hold. The fans go wild, cheering Faust on as he lethargically struggles, until he gets to his feet, and while keeled over, drives his elbow into Fang's gut over and over! He eventually forces a break, and begins to hammer at Fang with a series of right hands! The fans go wild as he then kicks Fang in the leg, forcing him onto one knee, before he lands an ENZUIGIRI!