The show opens with The Darkside from Gothminister blasting across the sound system as Goth walks out to the arena to a chorus of boos from the audience. Goth grins as he motions the fans to be queiet

Goth: So much love, so much cheers and so much pathetic freaks of nature that it would be such a great night where I would destroy Mr. West for you all. And to do it in front of the idiots that bought these tickets!! The match we all wanted to see and that one match that West never wanted to witness when I’m done with him. Too bad it will be the last thing he will remember for a LOOOOOOOONG time.

With that Goth walks to the back laughing as the show goes to a commercial break

We can see Matthew Toddi backstage just about to go out and have his match, he gives some words before exiting through the curtains.

Toddi: This match, this week with be a breeze. I really don't want to waste my time on a promo talking about him because although he is clever and understands me and Axiom and the way we think, after I beat him, he will want revenge and that is when sin will take him over.

Toddi walks through the curtains ready for his entrance.

Matthew Toddi vs. Whiteout

We hear TRUTH by Seether hit the speakers in the arena and the fans get excited as they realize that the first match of the evening is about to begin. The music plays for a moment and then we see red and white pyros erupt from the TRON and the overhead rigging and the sparks cascade down on the entrance area. Matthew Toddi makes his appearance from the backstage area and he walks between the cascade of sparks from the pyros. Matthew stops on the landing at the top of the entrance ramp and he raises his arms in the air which causes the crowd to give him a mostly negative reaction. He lowers his arms and then Matthew walks down the ramp toward the ring. When he arrives at ringside he climbs up the steel ring steps, he ducks through the ropes, and then he runs into a corner and leaps up on the corner ropes, and again he raises his arms in the air to play the crowd, to a mostly negative reaction again. Toddi then hops off the ropes and walks around the ring while Stormy Canyon readies her announcement.

TEX: Matthew Toddi is such an arrogant wrestler. I am glad he lost a few matches recently so that maybe it will humble him and make him focus more on wrestling and less on theatrical displays.

DUFF: Jealousy really makes you a sour person Tex.

STORMY CANYON: Here is our first wrestler for this opening match at Monday Night Insomnia! He is from Detroit, Michigan, He is 6 feet 1 inch and weighs in at 225 pounds, give a warm welcome to MATTHEW TODDI!!!

Matthew plays the crowd as his name is announced and he gets another mostly negative reaction. The crowd quiets down as the arena goes dark except for a single spotlight which is focused on the partition to the backstage area. We hear STROBE'S NANAFUSHI by Kodo hit the speakers and we see Whiteout step out from the backstage area. Whiteout is wearing a kimono and as he steps out and under the TRON he bows to the fans and he receives a mostly favorable reaction from them. As the music continues to play Whiteout slowly and deliberately walks down the ramp toward the ring. When he arrives at the ring he pulls himself up on the ring apron and then he ducks through the ropes. He walks around the ring playing the crowd as his music subsides. He then backs into a corner to await his announcement by Stormy Canyon.

TEX: Now that is the type of wrestler we need more of around Asylum Wrestling Alliance. Someone who is polite and respectful.

DUFF: Oh? You mean someone 180 degrees opposite from you Tex? Har har har!!! Look here Tex, nice and sweet and polite doesn't win matches and most especially those attributes don't win matches against a wrestler like Matthew Toddi.

STORMY CANYON: Here is our next wrestler for this opening match, he is from Levittown, New York, he stands in at 6 feet 2 inches, and he weighs 240 pounds, please give a warm welcome for JAMES "WHITEOUT" JOHNSTON!!!

The crowd again goes into a mostly favorable reaction for Whiteout as he walks around the ring to play the crowd. Referee "Simple" Simon Jones walks to the center of the ring and he calls Matthew Toddi and Whiteout to him for pre-match instructions. While Referee Jones is doing that we return to Tex and Duff who give a quick comparison on the two wrestlers.

TEX: Here is what we have on the two wrestlers. Matthew Toddi comes in at 6 feet 1 inch and Whiteout comes in at 6 feet 2 inches so they are evenly matched when it comes to height.

DUFF: The advantage might come in the fact that Toddi weighs in at 225 pounds while Whiteout comes in at 240 pounds. However, 15 pounds of weight isn't really a big amount to be classified as an advantage.

TEX: Toddi comes into this match with a style which can be classified as High Flyer with a combination of Martial Arts and Hardcore, while Whiteout comes into this match with a Technical and Martial Arts style. I will take a Technical Style wrestler of a High Flyer any day.

DUFF: Hard to say Tex. With both wrestlers possessing Martial Arts skills it will be interesting to see if they use them or if pure wrestling talent and maneuvers will take center stage.

TEX: The final thought on these wrestlers is that Matthew Toddi comes in with a record of 9-18-3 and Whiteout had only one match and that was a Triple Threat and he came out at 0-1-0 in that match. Triple Threat matches are not a good indicator of a wrestler's ability because, as if often the case, a wrestler has to take a loss even though it was someone else in the match who got pinned or who submitted.

DUFF: That is a point well taken Tex. This match with Matthew Toddi will be a good test for Whiteout to see if he has what it takes to compete and move up in the Title Rankings here in Asylum Wrestling Alliance.

Referee Jones is done with the pre-match instructions and he tells the wrestlers to go into a corner to await the bell to start the match. When the wrestlers are in a corner Simon Jones calls for the bell from the Timekeeper and the match is officially underway. Both wrestlers fly out of their corners and crash into each other in the middle of the ring. Both are trying to maneuver into a hold on the other but neither is able to lock anything in. Finally Toddi manages to get an advantage as he lands a knee into the midsection of Whiteout. He follows it up with a monkey flip on Whiteout. Matthew waits for Whiteout to get to his feet and then he goes for a spinning kick. Whiteout sees it coming and as Toddi spins around, Whiteout grabs the leg of Matthew and he drops to the mat dragging Toddi with him. The hit on the mat hurts the leg of Matthew but he appears to be okay. Whiteout quickly gets up and drops an elbow to the thigh of Matthew Toddi. He does this a few more times and Toddi is in a lot of pain. Matthew manages to maneuver back into a corner and Referee Jones steps in to break the action and he stands between Whiteout and Toddi and he is pushing Whiteout back to allow Matthew a chance to get to his feet.

TEX: A typical coward maneuver there. Why do all the so-called tough guy braggart wrestlers back into a corner and cower once the pressure is on?

DUFF: It is called breaking the momentum of your opponent. Whenever your opponent appears to be gaining an advantage you are to try something which will cause the action to break so you can cool your opponent off. And, Tex, you cannot complain about the break in the action. The rules state if a wrestler is against the ropes, or any part of their body is under or through or over the ropes, that constitutes a break in the action.

TEX: I don't need you to read the rules to me Tex. I am not contesting the rules, I am contesting the fact that all the wrestlers who brag the most seem to take the easy way out more often than not.

Toddi gets to his feet and he takes a few steps out of the corner. Referee Jones signals for the action to continue and the wrestlers lock up again. This time Whiteout shoves Toddi back into the corner and he mounts the ropes and he is towering over Matthew. He starts punching Toddi in the head as Referee Jones once again steps in and demands a break. Whiteout reluctantly breaks so he will not be counted out. As soon as he is satisfied that the break was long enough he approaches Toddi in the corner again. Matthew lashes out with a swift hard kick to the midsection of Whiteout. While Whiteout is doubled over Matthew leaps out of the corner and over the back of Whiteout, grabbing him around the midsection and dragging him over into a pinning combination. Referee Simon Jones drops into position for the pin. ONE...TWO...and Whiteout gets a shoulder up and gets out of the pinning combination.

DUFF: That was a great maneuver by Matthew Toddi with the roll up for a pin.

TEX: You mean the illegal kick to the midsection correct?

DUFF: Yep! And it was AFTER the illegal punches to the head of Toddi by Whiteout eh!

TEX: I guess Referee Jones is allowing a lot of leeway in this match rather than end it with a quick Disqualification.

Both wrestlers get to their feet and they face off again. They lock up and they maneuver for the advantage. Whiteout releases the hold on Toddi and manages to spin him around. Whiteout then lands a hard kick to the back of the leg of Toddi. Matthew drops down on one knee as Whiteout continues his assault. Whiteout stands Toddi up and then he takes a few steps back and lands a drop kick to Matthew who stumbles backward and he is leaning against the ropes. Whiteout rebounds off the ropes and runs across the ring toward Toddi on the ropes. He dives at Matthew for a tackle but Toddi spins off to the side and Whiteout dives through the ropes and he lands hard on the arena floor. Referee Simon Jones looks at Toddi and tells him to get on the other side of the ring or he will break the count on Whiteout who is outside the ring. Toddi maneuvers to the other side of the ring to watch the count on Whiteout.

DUFF: This looks like the end of Whiteout. When Referee Simon Jones reaches a ten count the match is over.

TEX: I don't think that was enough to knock Whiteout out of this match.

Referee Jones walks over to the side of the ring where Whiteout is on the arena floor and he begins his count. ONE...Whiteout is up on his feet and he checks himself and he is okay. TWO...he approaches the ring to pull himself up on the ring apron when Toddi runs across the ring and attempts to land a kick to the head of Whiteout. Referee Jones stops his count on Whiteout and he pushes Matthew back and administers a warning that he needs to stop the illegal activity or he will Disqualify him. Toddi steps back to allow Referee Simon Jones to return to the count on Whiteout. Referee Jones starts his count on Whiteout again. ONE...TWO...unknown to Matthew we see Whiteout crawl under the ring...perhaps to crawl to the other side and catch Toddi by surprise. THREE...FOUR...Referee Jones continues his count while Matthew looks on. FIVE...SIX...we see Whiteout appear on the other side of the ring and he crawls out from under the ring. The crowd remains silent except for a few Matthew Toddi fans who try to warn him. SEVEN...Toddi can feel a victory by countout coming as he focuses on Referee Jones and his count. Whiteout quickly climbs up the ring steps and then he perches himself on the top turnbuckle. EIGHT...Whiteout measures up on Matthew for a high-flying maneuver. NINE...Whiteout calls out to Matthew who turns around and as soon as Toddi turns around Whiteout leaps off the top ropes and he slams into Matthew with a dropkick which knocks Toddi backward. Referee Jones stops his count as he turns around and realizes that Whiteout is back inside the ring. Toddi tumbles over backward and he lands flat on his back.

TEX: What is that I always say Duff? A wrestler must keep total focus on their match and be totally aware of where their opponent is at all times. Toddi forgot the most basic rule there and he just got slammed by Whiteout because he took his focus off his opponent.

DUFF: Matthew didn't take his focus off his opponent. Toddi was totally focused on the Referee counting on Whiteout outside the ring. He obviously thought that the Referee could see Whiteout there and obviously the Referee isn't going to look over at Toddi and tell him that Whiteout just crawled under the ring to pop out on the other side the take advantage of him.

Whiteout stomps over to Matthew Toddi and he drags him to his feet. He wraps his arms around Matthew and he executes a belly-to-belly suplex, driving Toddi hard into the mat. He then gets up and he again drags Matthew to his feet. Whiteout hits Toddi with an electric chair drop and then he flops Toddi over and he goes for the pin as he firmly hooks both legs of Matthew. Referee Simon Jones drops into position and he checks the shoulders of Toddi to ensure there is a pin going on. Satisfied that the shoulders of Matthew are on the mat he goes for the pinfall count. ONE...TWO...TH...and the pin count is broken when Toddi gets a shoulder up at the last second. Referee Jones stands up and indicates to everyone, and to Whiteout, that it was only a two-and-a-half count.

TEX: Sheesh! If Referee Jones hadn't wasted all that time getting into position, then checking if the shoulders of Toddi were, in fact, on the mat, before he started his count, Whiteout would have easily obtained that pinfall.

DUFF: I notice that you always complain about a slow pinfall count by the Referee when it is a wrestler you tend to like to support. However, when it is a wrestler you don't like, you will always complain that the Referee was counting too quickly. There is no pleasing you Tex.

Toddi quickly gets to his feet and he faces Referee Jones and complains that he was too slow on the pin count. He turns to face Whiteout and he receives a kick to the midsection by Whiteout. Matthew doubles over and Whiteout runs behind him and kicks him in the back of the leg behind the knee and this drops Toddi to the mat to his knees. Whiteout picks Toddi up and body slams him to the mat. We watch as Whiteout runs into the corner, he mounts the second turnbuckle, and then he launches himself forward to execute his Snowfall Handstand Leg Drop on Toddi. We watch as Whiteout lands in a handstand. He then takes a couple of steps to position himself over Matthew. He then slams his leg down to hit Toddi across the neck but Matthew spins out of the way and Whiteout hits the mat with his leg instead. It appears Whiteout may have twisted his knee a bit with that missed hit.

DUFF: Toddi sure has a great ring presence during this match. That escape from the Snowfall finisher may have caused Whiteout to land in an awkward position and twist his knee.

TEX: Yeah I saw that also. Not sure what type of injury, if any, he may have suffered, so we will have to watch and see.

Whiteout is holding his knee and massaging it and we can tell he is in pain. He pushes himself back into a corner and he tells the Referee to make Toddi back off. Referee Jones is pushing Matthew back but since Toddi believes that Whiteout is faking it to get the advantage he isn't going to back off. Toddi reaches into the corner and pulls Whiteout to his feet. Matthew then hits Whiteout with a forearm smash to the chest and then he grabs the arm of Whiteout and he whips him across the ring and hard into the opposite corner. The ring shakes from the force of Whiteout hitting the corner hard. Toddi runs into the corner with a clothesline to the throat of Whiteout. As Whiteout stumbles out or the corner we watch as Matthew hits a leg sweep to the back of the legs of Whiteout which causes Whiteout to fall face down on the mat. Matthew grabs the arms of Whiteout, and then he flips him over, then he locks his hands together, while stretching his arms. Whiteout is in pain from the Cattle Mutilation hold and he is unable to get anywhere close to the ropes in order to get a break. When Referee Simon Jones steps in to ask Whiteout if he wants to submit he mumbles that he submits and Jones calls for the bell to end the match and he demands that Toddi release the hold, and he does.

TEX: Damn! I feel bad for Whiteout in that match. When he hurt his knee I could tell he wasn't able to get back into the match.

DUFF: What surprised me is that Toddi went for a submission hold which was not focused on the hurt knee of Whiteout.

STORMY CANYON: Here is the winner of this match, by submission, please give a hand for MATTHEW TODDIIIII!!!!!

The crowd erupts into a chorus of boos at the announcement of the win by Matthew Toddi. He raises his arms in a victory pose and the crowd becomes louder. Matthew leaves the ring and he heads up the ramp and he disappears behind the backstage partition. Our attention returns to the ring where we see Whiteout slowly leave the ring. We watch as he limps up the ramp and returns to the backstage area.

Winner: Matthew Toddi

The camera pans to the locker room of Morbius Tassius backstage where he is getting ready for his match. HE looks up and the camera and smirks.

Morbius: Tonight I am going to destroy Bill Barnhart and there will be nothing left. I am going to make an example of what happens when you think that you can take this place for granted and think that you are the best. Be warned Bill. I am not going easy on you like I did in that cage. See you in the ring punk.

The scene cuts away. Ebony Mae vs. Chaos

Stormy: The following contest is scheduled for one-fall. Introducing first, from San Fransisco, CA, weighing in at 145 pounds, Ebony Mae!!!!!!!!!

Darkness descends on the arena as the music begins. The spotlight hits the entryway as Ebony steps around the corner standing at the end of the walkway to the ring. Rather than walking she takes off at a run with her hands held high in the air as she tumbles using flips and cartwheels to make her way to the ring landing in a perfect dismount on both feet just outside of the ring facing the audience. Much as though she were at a competition she turns towards the crowd and pumps a fist into the air to hear the roar of them, feeding off of their energy as she climbs into the ring.

Tex: A girl new to the AWA, fighting a veteran.

Duff: She won last week, she can do it again!

Stormy: Introducing her opponent, from Orlandon, FL, 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: Chaos lost last week but against a girl, he can do it!

Duff: Tex, didn't expect you to be sexist but if that's the way you feel, then remain like it.

The bell rings and the two walk to each other and go into a collar elbow tie up. Chaos takes advantage with his weight and pushes Ebony into the corner, he then walks back and then grabs her arm, he then flips around throwing her forward onto her back. Ebony Mae then gets back to her feet but Chaos still holds onto her arm and he twists it around and then brings his leg forward and then backwards throwing Ebony onto her her back once again.

Tex: Should a girl be fighting a man?

Duff: She won last week against a guy!

Chaos then looks down at her and laughs. He turns his back and then she gets up and dropkicks him and he hits the rope, comes back and gets nailed by a Pele kick! She goes for a pin but only gets a 2 count. She then goes to the top rope but Chaos gets up and shakes the ropes. Chaos then climbs to the top as well and then belly to belly suplexes her to the ground! He crawls over to her for the cover. One... Two.... Kickout!!

Tex: She's being a tough one so far!

Duff: She is fighting hard in this one!

Chaos gets up and argues with the referee. He turns and gets slapped across the face. Chaos gets angry at her and shoves Ebony to the floor. She then kicks him away and gets back up to her feet and delivers a spinning heel kick to the face. Chaos gets knocked down and she quickly jumps to the top rope, does a double moonsault almost missing Chaos in the speed she did it at and lands with the cover. One... Two... Three!

Tex: She got lucky on this one.

Duff: She still won though!

Stormy: Here is your winner..... Ebony Mae!!!!!!!!!

Winner: Ebony Mae

After the match where Ebony is standing in the ring Victorious Been to Hell by Hollywood Undead blares over the P.A. system. Morbius steps out from under the tron wherein his fades blue jeans and an Execution hooded sweatshirt. He has both titles draped over his shoulders and the crowd is on it’s feet cheering for him. He makes his way down to the ring and climbs up the steps. He smirks at Ebony who is still standing there and goes between the ropes. Morbius cocks his head and drops the belts to the ground and calls for a mic. He reaches out, gets one and then calls for the music to cut. Morbius takes off his sunglasses and starts to speak.

Morbius: Well I have been watching and I am impressed. You know, I have some openings in my little organizations and I am looking for some people to fill them. You have been impressing me and now you just took down a man who thinks he is the best like I am going to be doing later tonight. So I have an offer to make and I think you should hear me out.

Ebony gives the man a skeptical look as she crosses her arms over her chest and cants her head to the side.

Ebony: I'm listening...

Morbius: You want to be the best in this company? You want people to take you seriously? If you want to have a target on your chest and have some of the best people in this company take you on then joining Execution is the way to do that. We are feared and respected in this company and everyone wants a piece of us. You can show the world what you are made of Ebony. What do you say?

Ebony: I say it sounds like fun. I'm looking for an opportunity to face the best and most feared men in this place. If you can get me that chance then I have no reason to say no. Count me in.

A sort of seriousness settles over the woman as she let's go of the pleasing prospect at having a chance to be the best for a moment and gets down to business. She moves dangerously close to Morbius and despite her small stature the full weight of what she has to say sits carefully behind her dark brown eyes.

Ebony: But I swear, if you turn on me? There isn't a man in the whole AWA who could stop me from finding you. Understand?

Morbius laughs and takes her hand solidifying her deal with Execution. Morbius raises both of there hands into the air and the crowd goes wild.

Tex: I can’t believe it. She has joined Execution! They have another member Duff!

Duff: It’s about time. I thought they were done after West left them. I guess I was wrong.

Hollywood Undead hits over the P.A. again and Morbius exits the ring taking a belt with him and he makes it halfway up the ramp before her voice can be heard again.

Ebony: I think you forgot something. ..

Font color=silver>Morbius smirks and turns around.

Morbius: Oh…did I forget to mention. You’re my tag team partner. Welcome to your first title reign Ebony. Make it a good one.

Morbius continues to walk up the rampway as she picks up the belt in the ring and she raises it up in the air as the show cuts to commercial.

We turn our attention to the Studio in the Excel Energy Center where Asylum Wrestling Alliance Interviewer, Page Harris, is sitting in the Studio with Bill Barnhart for an interview. We jump right into the discussion.

PAGE HARRIS: I am here with Bill Barnhart, shortly before his match with Morbius Tassius, to find out how he feels going into this match and how he feels with him and Th1rt3en winning Number One Contendership for the Tag Team Title Belts.

BILL BARNHART: What happened last week Page? You ran off to interview Chris Shipman and you left me with The Statement? That hurt Page. You know I don't like to be interviewed by anyone but you.

PAGE HARRIS: Please don't get upset at me Bill. Management gave me the assignment.

BILL BARNHART: I guess you don't know how to say NO Page? Well, actually, that's what I hear from the guys around here...that you don't know how to say NO.

Bill quickly glances around at the Studio Staff. He wants to make sure none of them have been responsible for the previous technical difficulties which have been happening to the broadcast equipment.

PAGE HARRIS: Is something wrong Bill? Are you looking to see if Morbius Tassius is lurking in the Studio?

BILL BARNHART: Of course not! I am looking around at the Studio Staff to find out which one of them have been messing with the equipment to have mics and stuff malfunction while I am doing an interview or a segment presentation.

PAGE HARRIS: There is nothing happening right now Bill. Don't worry about those things. Apparently Goth got to the bottom of things and there are no more problems.

BILL BARNHART: Yeah, nothing has happened yet, but I am going to keep my eyes on these guys. Someone has been doing things and I want to find out who it is so I can drag them into the ring and kick their ass!

PAGE HARRIS: Please tell us what you think of facing Morbius Tassius tonight and how you feel leading up to your Tag Team Title match in a few weeks.

BILL BARNHART: As you noticed during my segments during the week, me and Tassius are 1-1 against each other and I plan on breaking that tie tonight. Also, as I mentioned during the week, Tassius defeated me in a Cage Match by climbing out of the cage first, but I defeated him in a Tag Team match by pinning him. So when you look at that you have to admit that climbing out of a cage was not a decisive victory over me since Morbius didn't pin me or make me submit. But in the Tag Team match I pinned him. I think that says all I need to say about my superiority over Morbius Tassius.

PAGE HARRIS: Is there anything else you wish to say to Morbius or the rest of the Roster?

BILL BARNHART: No, but I do want to tell the staff here in the Studio that if there are any technical difficulties tonight concerning me or my mic or my music, anything concerning me, I will be back in this studio and mess things up so that you will never mess with someone again.

PAGE HARRIS: There you have it! Bill Barnhart, as confident as ever going into his match with Morbius Tassius, and committed to finding out, and destroying, whoever has been behind the technical difficulties with the audio and computer of Bill Barnhart.

The image of Page Harris and Bill Barnhart flicker off the screen and we return our attention to Tex and Duff who are getting ready to call the next match.

Bill Barnhart vs. Morbius Tassius

Stormy: the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it a standard match!! The first wrestler stands in at 6’0 and weighs in at 240 pounds!! Hailing from Oakland, California!!! One half of the number one contenders for the tag team titles!!! Bill Barnhart!!!

TAKING CARE OF BUSINESS by Bachman Turner Overdrive hits the speaker. 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 seversl clips of Bill's wrestling matches where he is either administering his Bulldog or Piledriver to his opponent for the pinfall, or he is using one of his many submission moves to make them tap out. The spotlights focus on the backstage curtains and we see Bulldog Bill Barnhart step through the curtains leading Iris on her leash (Iris is not always present at Bill's matches though - so please check his promos for the week to see if Iris was left home or not). Bill comes out dressed in one of his trademark wrestling outfits (either the pink outfit with black trim witn ablack heart sewn over his heart...or the black outfit with pink trimp with a pink heart swen over si heart). 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 and white pyros erupt causing a cascade of pink sparks to spill down on the entrance walkway around Bill (and Iris if she is accompanying him). Bill stops at the landing at the top of the entrance ramp to play the crowd with a huge smile on his face even though he gets mostly boos from the crowd. He then takes off with a quick pace to the ring. When Bill arrives at the ring he (hands the leash of Iris to an attendant at ringside) climbs the ring steps, walks along the ring apron, and then ducks through the ropes into the ring. Bill walks around the ring to acknowledge all the people in the crowd and he maintains his huge smile all the time although the crowd is booing him for his bad turn. Bill then takes up residence in a corner to await the arrival of his opponent.

Stormy: And his opponent!! Standing in at 6’2 and weighing in at 240 pounds!! Hailing from Des Moines, Iowa!!!! The at this moment sole carrier of the tag team titles!!! Morbius Tassius!!!

Not Falling By Mudvayne starts to blare over the speakers as the crowd goes wild. The words, “Greatness Redefined,” come across the titantron. The song builds up through the first verse as Morbius walks out from behind the curtains wearing only a pair of Execution shorts. His hands and feet are tapped to the forearm and shin and he starts to walk down the rampway. He kneels about halfway down and waits. The chorus hits and pyro explodes from the stage and sides of the rampway as he jumps to his feet. He continues to move down to the ring with one fist in the air. Morbius gets on to the ring apron and then uses the top rope to springboard flip into the middle of the ring. The crowd is booming as the pyro dies down. He moves to all four corners and raises his fist into the air and then pats his chest to the crowd showing that hint of old times.

Tex: I’m looking forward to this one. Both men want to have some momentum going for their team heading up to the PPV.

The bell has rang as Morbius hands the title over to the timekeeper on the outside and turns around, he walks up towards the tad smaller opponent and the two start to trash talk each other before Bill delivers a small slap across the face of Tassius. Tassius retaliates with one of his own before Bill delivers a knee in the midsection before hitting a modified Sidewalk slam on the champion. Bill goes for the cover, but Morbius manages to get his shoulder up in time causing the three count to be broken. Bill grabs Morbius by the head and starts to punch away on the forehead. Morbius tries to block the punches by getting his arms up in the air before locking his legs around the arms of his opponent and pulling him backwards. Morbius gets up first and levels Bill Barnhart with a stiff clothesline.

Duff: Some clothesline, these two don’t want to give each other an inch and with that backside of Barnhart it will be a tough thing to do!!

Tex: Oh please.

Morbius grabs Barnhart by the head and lifts him up for a suplex and then covers Bill, he is only getting a two count as Bill gets his shoulder up in time. Morbius locks his arm around the throat area of Barnhart as he locks him in a reversed chinlock. Trying to take away the oxygen to the brain of the Bulldog. Bill tries to get back to his feet as Morbius jumps on the back of the Bulldog and wraps his legs around his waist while holding on to the reversed chinlock. Bill tries to walk towards the turnbuckles and manages to grab it, dropping to his knees and forcing Morbius to hit his jaw on the turnbuckle pads. This causes him to stumble backwards, giving Barnhart the chance to get to his feet and knocking down the tag champion with a running clothesline. Bill grabs Morbius by the head and sets him up for a Bulldog headlock and then runs to the centre of the ring to drive Morbius face first into the canvas. But the champion manages to break free from the hold and whips Bill sternum first into the turnbuckles and then executes a dropkick to the back of Bill’s head.

Duff: Come on Bulldog!! Don’t make me you be my….

Tex: DUFF!!! Watch your mouth!!

Duff: What?? I wanted to say my puppy!!!

Tex can be seen shaking his head in amazement what his partner is telling him as we can see Morbius getting to his feet and setting Bill Barnhart up for his patented finisher.

Tex: NEW BREED!!!!

Morbius executes the vertabreaker and goes for the cover as the referee goes down and slaps his hands on the canvas for the count of three. Afterwards he calls for the bell and Stormy Canyon announces the winner.

Stormy: The winner of the match, Morbius Tassius!!!

Winner: Morbius Tassius

Morbius Tassius is getting out of the ring after his match with Bill Barnhart when the Man In Black comes running down the ramp and tags Morbius with a crowbar. The Man in Black then starts to stomp on his former mentor. Meanwhile a group of men in Armani Suits block the entrance to the arena. Fang scoops up Morbius and tosses him back into the ring. The Wolf God climbs into the ring. Morbius is slowly getting to his feet and he attacks Fang with a spear. It knocks the Beast who would be King off his feet. Morbius begins to beat down Fang. Morbius pulls Fang to his feet and whips him into the corner. He follows Fang in but the True Immortal drops down and slide out letting Morbius ram into the turnbuckles. The Man in Black gets up and waits for Morbius to stagger back around. He scoops him up and puts him in the Cross of the Wolf. Morbius’ face is filled with pain. Fang then drops Morbius into the Full Metal Jacket. Fang’s former stable mate and friend is now laying back first on the mat. The Master Deal Broker walks over and grabs a microphone from one of the ring attendants.

Tex: What the hell is Fang doing. I thought him and Morbius were old friends.

Fang: I know what you’re all asking. You are all asking why? Why would I come out and beat down a man who helped me in my early years? Why would I attack a man I used to run with way back in the GWA days of Execution? I’ll tell you why. Because Morbius Tassius will never be as great as he wants to be. Because Morbius will bring the AWA down. Morbius is a coward and a fool who runs when things get to tough. He ran from his responsibilities and left a raw rookie to run a stable that was doomed to failure. Now he’s back with his BOYS in a new version of Execution. The same old song and dance being played from his lips. I’ve come to show him the naïve rookie he conned into following him has become a force to be reckoned with. I’ve come to show him that mediocrity will not be tolerated in MY AWA.

The crowd is booing loudly now. The Hunter grins as he points up to the rafters. Slowly a construct is being lowered into the ring. It’s the symbol of the Church of the Wolf.

Tex: We’ve seen this before. Somebody get out here and save Morbius. Where the hell is Crow and Max Maxim? Where’s Shane West?

Duff: Tied up with Fang’s security!

Sure enough the men in the Armani suits are using Batons to keep Execution and it’s former member Shane West at bay. Vic Gillot is calling the shots as a few of Fang’s men walk to the ring. The men slide in the ring and pick up the prone form of Morbius. The man in black ties Morbius’ hands to the Cross with barbed wire. The sadistic grin on his face tells the world how much he’s enjoying this moment, a moment years in the making. He finally gets Morbius sinched in. The Wolf God slaps Morbius until he comes to. Morbius struggles against the barbed wire bonds but just can’t break free.

Fang: This is the price all those who stand in my way will pay. This is the price that those who have wronged me will pay. Morbius, you wish to be the greatest in the world, that spot is already taken. It belongs to me, the man you took under your wing oh so many years ago. I will not give up that spot, to you or anyone. I AM the Best in the world today. I am the True Immortal and I am the ONLY ICON THAT MATTERS in the AWA. Ah but why crucify you? It’s simple really. The people want a martyr. The people want a messiah. SO, Morbius, YOU Get to suffer for THEIR sins. YOU get to feel THEIR pain. Plus YOU are the Number one contender for the International Title. You get to be the message for those who would try and take from me what is rightfully mine. YOU are John Gold’s taste of what he can expect tonight in that ring. Morbius, my dear friend, YOU are my sacrifice to the darkness. How does it feel to know that I have surpassed you in all things. How does it feel to know that YOU shall never be as great as I have become. How does it feel to HANG for all eternity in MY SHADOW.

Fang sneers and takes his free hand and makes an upward motion with the palm out. The Cross rises up into the rafters as spotlights follow, trained on Morbius who is still struggling to try and free himself. The Man in Black slides out of the ring and walks backstage taunting Execution as he passes by. His men holding them all down as he makes his way backstage.

Tex: God damn that man. Somebody get Morbius down from there. Somebody get some control out here. SOMEBODY DO SOMETHING ABOUT JONATHAN PORTER.

Duff: I don’t think anybody can, Tex, and for once He has me scared.

Chris Shipman vs. Hank Henry III

Stormy: Ladies and Gentlemen, I’m proud to announce the final qualifying match for the Elimination Chamber. Introducing first from West London, standing at 6’3” and weighting in at 235lbs. Give it up for The Reverend, Chris Shipman!

The arena lights go out except for one spotlight on the entrance way at the curtains. A funeral march of drummers, trumpets, and a choir march up the entrance way. 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 and Synn following him clapping and directing the fans to do so. Shipman gets in the ring sets the bible and cross down in the middle of the ring. He begins praying before derobing in his wrestling attire as the lights come back on and the march stops singing and playing and exits the arena. Synn and Shipman share a few words before Synn takes his spot outside the ring.

Stormy: And last but not least, from Ellis, NY, weighting in at 248lbs and standing at an impressive 6’6”, allow me to introduce: Hank Henry III!

Hank Henry comes out with his limping manager Chaplin Graves as Rolling – Soul Coughing plays through the sound system. It’s obvious the two are talking as they make their way to the ring. Hank climbs in without so much as acknowledging the crowd, obviously more excited for the fighting to begin.

Tex: I’ve been looking forward to this fight all week. It’s going to be a good one.

Duff: Bloody, yes. Violent, yes. Good? I’m not so sure good is really the word for it.

Tex: And why do you say that?

Duff: Do you even know who the opponents are? First, we’ve got Shipman, who let’s just face it is one very scary man. Then you’ve got Hank...I don’t really think I need to say anymore.

Tex: So you’re saying this isn’t going to be a decent match?

Duff: Entertaining maybe, but I don’t see this one ending without a little blood shed.

Tex: Or a lot...

The two men standing at either end of the ring while the crowd rages in applause around them. Neither man even appears to hear the fans as their focus remains intent on each other in anticipation for the bell to ring. The ref climbs into the ring and shortly after the bell signaling the start of the fight goes off. At once both men snap and charge at each other in the center. Hank being physically larger grabs Shipman by the shoulders as the two meet and slams their skulls together in a bone cracking headbutt that leaves both men staggering for a moment. Hank recovers first and hits Shipman with a low kick to the knee sending him to the mat. Hank climbs onto Shipman’s back and pins him in an arm bar. Shipman struggles but Hank uses his large body to forcefully roll the man over onto his shoulders. ONE....TWO.....KICKOUT!

Duff: Did Hank really think it would be that easy?

Tex: I’m thinking he was hopeful, now Shipman is just pissed off.

Hank climbs off of Shipman once he rolls over and breaks his grip. Hank climbs to his feet and reaches out to grab Shipman by the face and lift him forcefully to his feet. Feigning submission, Shipman snaps out of it and punches Hank hard in the face: Once, Twice, Three times! Hank staggers as Shipman unleashes hell on the man’s torso and face with punches one after another. Not showing any signs of slowing down, Shipman grabs Hank by the head and slams his face into his raised knee forcing the large man to bow heavily in response. Hank bounces backwards and loses his footing, falling to the mat stunned. Shipman drops to make the cover. ONE...TWO - Hank gets his shoulder up and attempts to roll backwards for a reversal. Shipman lets the larger man go and backs up while Hank jumps to his feet. Hank charges but as he meets his opponent, Shipman spins and wraps an arm around Hank’s neck slamming his head down into the corner of the ring with a modified Bulldog.

Tex: Here it comes!

Hank hits the mat on his back but instead of going for the pin Shipman wraps his arms around his opponents leg and stands up, forcing his foot into Hank’s back.

Duff: Ankle Lock!

The crowd goes crazy as Hank slams his fists down on the mat in rage. This only spurs Shipman to twist his ankle all the more, threatening to break the bones. Shipman taunts the crowd with a raise hand as he motions to them all, earning him a round of hisses and boos. Suddenly, Hank shifts his weight onto his arms just then and twists his body kicking Shipman right in the side of the head with his other unpinned foot. Shipman releases Hank and goes down hard. Hank pulls himself onto his knees as he recovers, reaching out to grab the ropes to aid him in standing.

Tex: I can only imagine how much that just hurt.

Duff: Even if Hank managed to make the escape, his foot is almost crippled I’m sure.

Shipman staggers to his feet holding his head as Hank remains against the ropes favoring one leg. Shipman runs across the ring and lands a kick square in Hank’s midsection, doubling him over before immediately dropping him down into a DDT and laying him out. He drops for the pin, pulling Hank’s injured foot up over is arm. ONE...TWO -- Hank pulls out and gets a shoulder up. Like a man possessed, Shipman jumps to his feet and starts stomping on Hank repeatedly.

Tex: Hank had better pick himself up, otherwise Shipman’s going to paint the ring with him.

The ref moves in to interfere, shouting warnings at Shipman who for a moment considers laying him out on the spot. However, the untimely disqualification makes him rethink such a move. Instead, Shipman stoops to grab Hank’s arm and pick him up. Satisfied, the ref moves out of the way as Shipman spins and Irish whips his opponent into the ropes. Hank bounces and collides with the ref, the two men falling in a tangled mess to the mat.

Tex: OH! And the ref goes down! A casualty in the violence.

Duff: At least Shipman knows how to aim.

Shipman basks in the unhappy roar of the crowd and as though on cue, Hank reaches out and grabs Shipman’s foot. He twists hard sending him to the mat with a loud crack. Shipman springs back up only to find Hank ready for him. He grabs Shipman around the waist and drops him down into a pendulum backbreaker. Shipman hits the ground and rolls, writhing in pain as Hank drops to his knees and goes for the pin. The ref is still trying to pick himself up after the hard hit and slowly manages to crawl towards the men. ONE....TWO...THR---NOT YET! Shipman manages to wrench himself out of Hank’s hands and slams him hard in the face with his elbow.

Duff: I was sure he had him that time!

Tex: I told you this was going to be a good fight!

Hank goes down hard and remains still, his chest heaving. It’s obvious both men are tired as Shipman walks around Hank for a better angle in a submission. Hank kicks out with his foot to trip up Shipman who goes face first right into the corner of the mat. A bit slower than usual, Hank picks himself back up and reaches out to grab Shipman who he whirls around and throws into the opposite corner. Landing sprawled out Shipman is stunned as Hank backs up into the opposite ropes and takes off at a run, driving his foot right into Shipman’s groin. The entire crowd winces as Shipman bounces and hits the mat curled into a ball.

Duff: I can’t even put into words what I’m seeing here. I don’t even want to think about how much that hurts.

Tex: That’s Hank’s Care Bear Stare for those of you just tuning in. Don’t ask about the name, we don’t know why either. Too bad the ref doesn’t appear conscious enough to make the call.

Hank drops down on top of Shipman and goes for the pin, his arm under both of the man’s legs. ONE...TW---KICK OUT!

Tex: I don’t believe it! After all of that Shipman still has the strength to escape a finishing pin. I told you that was one scary man!

Shipman rolls onto his stomach as he and Hank take a few seconds to try and catch their breath. Unbelievably it’s Shipman who manages to pull himself out of it and gets back to his feet first. Before Hank is able to do the same Shipman drop kicks him right in the face, sending the big man down again. Without waiting, Shipman grabs Hank by the foot and meticulously drags him towards the corner of the ropes. He pulls him upright and begins his climb to the top, carrying Hank with him despite the differences in their size.

Tex: Goes to show you size isn’t everything.

Duff: That’s just what your girl said last night.

Tex: …

Once secured, Shipman lifts Hank up into his signature finale - everyone in the crowd seems to recognize the move as they shout, some in approval, most in disappointment.

Duff: Well, it wasn’t as good as I was hop--

Tex: It’s not over yet!

Duff: Then you explain to me how the hell Hank is going to get himself out of this one.

Tex: I just have a good feeling...

Shipman jumps from the top rope to bring his opponent down in his finisher: London Calling. It’s at the last moment that Hank shifts his weight and the men go head over heels. Hank lands on his feet and using his thigh drives Shipman’s head down hard beneath him. Shipman is laid out cold as Hank leans forward and grabs him by the ankles, pulling them up over his head and pinning his shoulders to the mat. The ref has recovered and drops to the mat beside both men.

ONE....TWO....THREE!!!!!!

Duff: I don’t believe it!

Tex: I told you it wasn’t over!

Duff: Hank manages to get the reversal on his opponent’s OWN FINISHER! HANK WINS! He’s going into the Elimination Chamber!

It doesn’t matter who has favor with the crowd in this instance or not, the finale appears to have left a raging emotion in the crowd as they cheer for Hank who pulls himself to his feet, dropping Shipman’s legs who is still out cold on the mat. Though a little worse for wear, Hank holds a fist in the air in victory only driving the crowd crazier as he slowly climbs out of the ring and makes his way out. Synn jumps into the ring and soon Shipman comes around. With some help he is escorted out, the crowd’s booing to follow him.

Winner: Hank Henry III

Goth can be seen talking to someone on the phone

Goth: You know something? This is business that is beyond business. It’s personal and I want you to deliver that message personally to some fool. And you know something? I know you can deliver the pain personally, because that person will be…, HEY!! Get out!!!

Goth can be seen slamming the door shut in front of the camera.

Owen Idol vs. James Crow

Stormy: The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is a Qualifying round for the Elimination Chamber at Full Throttle!!! The first wrestler to come down the aisle stands in at 6’2 and weighing in at 240 pounds!! Hailing from Boston, Massachusetts!! Owen Idol!!!

Human from Metallica hits as Owen Idol walks out to the ring by a mixed reaction from the fans.

Stormy: And his opponent, standing in at 6’2 and weighing in at 275 pounds!! Hailing from Des Moines, Iowa!!! James Crow!!!

Lights go out as the Music begins to play. White strobe lights erupt as the Music picks up. Between the flashes Crow Appears at the entrance of the ramp Roaring with a sort of bestial vigor. He begins to walk slowly down the ramp to the Ring, but before he gets all the way he notices a pretty girl calling to him. Stopping he flirts a bit before regaining his focus on the task at hand. He Burst into a sprint and lunges under the ropes sliding into the ring, and attacks his opponents before the ref can call the fight.

Tex: I’m looking forward to this one

Duff: Let’s kick some face paint of this idiot!

The bell has rang as both men stare each other down, they circle each other as they are slowly trying to size each other out. Then they lock arms as Owen starts to accuse to the referee that Storm is pulling his hair, the referee checks Owen’s back as he delivers a sneaky low blow to the lower region. This causing him to get an unfair advantage by locking Crow in a headlock.

Duff: Owen reminds me of me

Tex: A coward?

Duff: No, a winner.

Owen grinds the head of Crow as the member of Execution is complaining about the low blow, but Owen denies an of it and delivers a hiptoss. Causing him to hold on to the headlock on the canvas. Crow grabs the waist of Idol and rolls him over to his shoulders, but only gets a one count as Owen Idol thumbs Crow in the eye.

Tex: That’s not fair ref!!!

Duff: Life isn’t fair, deal with it.

The referee checks in on Crow to see if he is hurt, but lets the match continue. Crow slowly rises to his feet, grabbing the waist area of Owen Idol and pushes him into the ropes and delivers a shoulderblcok that sends Idol down to the canvas. Idol immediately slides out of the ring and stands on the outside stating that Crow pulled his tights by delivering the Irish Whip. The fans are booing the former Global champion as Crow opens the ropes, taunting him to get in the ring. Owen stares at his opponent as the referee starts to use the ten count on him, he climbs back in the ring at the count of seven. But gets assaulted by Crow as he is halfway in the ring with forearm shots and high knees into the back and side of his ribs. Crow executes a Snap Suplex on Idol and goes for the cover, but only gets a two count as Idol kicks out.

Tex: Who wants to be in the main event the most? At this moment Crow has the advantage.

Duff: Yeah, but he ain’t no Idolizer for sure!!

Crow grabs Idol by the waist and lifts him up to his feet. He delivers an Irish Whip and then goes for a Spine Buster that sends Idol down to the canvas hard. Crow goes for the cover once more, but again only gets a two count. Crow stares at the referee, wondering if it wasn’t a three count. But the referee shows him the sign of a two count. Crow shakes his shoulders and grabs Idol, who suddenly surprises Crow by pulling him by the hair and clothing and rolls him up with a victory roll and holds on to the tights. But Crow manages to kick out. Idol gets to his feet first and nails Crow with a clothesline and tells the referee he was pulled by his pants once more.

Tex: Can’t this guy ever shut up?

Duff: Would you???

The ref turns around and Idol grabs something out of his tights

Tex: Oh no!! not this way!!

Duff: Brilliant!!!

Owen can be seen grabbing little plastic package of salt and opens it before turning his attention towards the turnbuckles where he removes the padding. The referee sees it and confronts Idol with it. Idol walks away as the referee puts the padding back on, giving Idol the chance to throw salt in the eyes of Crow. Blinding him as Idol locks him in a sleeper hold. The referee turns around, seeing Crow grabbing the head of Idol and then delivering a big time Jaw Breaker. Both men fall down on the canvas. The referee drops to his knees as he witnesses both men having their arms on the chest of the other individual and starts to deliver a three count on both men before calling for the bell and ending the match. He walks over to Stormy Canyon and giving her the final instructions.

Stormy: I’ve been informed by the referee that he has counted both men as the winner of this match. Giving this match a draw!!!

The crowd reacts with mixed emotions as suddenly Goth emerges on the Titan tron.

Goth: So we got two winners? Then both men will qualify for the Elimination chamber, only to make things interesting.

Tex: Wow!!! That is a surprising twist of events!!!

Goth vanishes as the shot fades to darkness as we go to a commercial break

Double winnerA voice can be heard throughout the arena

Full throttle III, be prepared for the Elimination

The fans cheer for the announcement of Full throttle as we see an elimination chamber appear on the tv screen

Fang vs. John Gold

The crowd inside the arena cheers as the lights come back up and Stormy Canyon can be seen standing in the ring by herself. The bell at ringside is rung and she gets right to her duties.

Stormy: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the AWA International Championship!!!

Deep Purple, Perfect Strangers hits on the speaker system. No darkness, no Pyros, no over the top camera effects. As the beat of Deep Purple, Perfect Strangers kicks in, John Gold appears from the back grasping a white sports towel. His eyes are completely fixed on the ring as he makes his way past the adoring AWA hardcore fans. Fans try to get a touch of one of the brightest young talents the business has to offer today but he is unfazed. When he reaches the ring he slides under the bottom rope, heads to the furthest away corner and raises his arm before tossing his white sports towel into the front row of seats. He climbs down from the turnbuckle and turns, always looking intense and ready for the opportunity that stands before him tonight.

Stormy: Introducing first to the ring the challenger, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 260 pounds…John Gold!!!

The crowd welcomes Gold politely into the ring. As they do, Gold turns to the stage, waiting for his opponent to make his appearance.

Duff: I don’t like Gold’s chances here tonight. While he did beat our Universal Champion last week, Fang is a whole different animal.

Tex: Yeah, I have no choice but to agree with you on that. We’ll see what Gold has though tonight. Something’s telling me this could be a good one.

Duff: I guess. What I DO know for sure though is that I’ve received word from Goth’s office that whoever wins this match right here tonight will defend the International Championship at Full Throttle against Chris Shipman, who unfortunately was unable to qualify for the Elimination Chamber match earlier tonight.

Tex: Interesting…especially being that Shipman would love to have another crack at Fang…

The arena 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 a rolled up piece of black paper in his right hand and the AWA International Championship is draped over his left shoulder. He makes his way to the ring as the lights come back up, and he looks around at the crowd as Stormy introduces him.

Stormy: And his opponent, from Long Pond, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 220 pounds…he is the AWA International Champion…FAAAAAAAAANG!!!!!

Fang holds up the paper he’s carrying and mouths "YOU ALL WANT SOMETHING" and then he rubs his fingers together "IT'S GOING TO COST YOU". He looks over at Gold before looking out at the crowd and taunting them. He then takes off his suit jacket and hands it to a ring attendant. Fang finally loosens his collar and rolls up the sleeves on his dress shirt as he nods to the referee that he’s ready. The referee comes over and takes the AWA International Championship belt away from Fang and proceeds to hold it up high into the air as Fang’s music begins to fade out.

Tex: And to put it real simple…away we go…

Stormy has since vacated the ring. The referee calls for the bell to get the match officially underway. Gold runs at Fang who doesn’t expect a quick forearm smash. Gold lands it perfectly and Fang staggers backwards a bit. Gold reaches out and grabs Fang and whips him to the opposite side of the ring. Fang however bounces off the ropes and uses his momentum to nail Gold with a clothesline. This rattle the cage of the challenger, but Gold is able to stay on his feet. Fang dishes out a few chops to the chest however which backs Gold up towards a corner. Gold goes on the defensive and goes to cover up until he can find a way to get out of the corner, which he finally does. Fang turns around and Gold delivers a backhand chop of his own with some extra oomph behind it. Fang is teetering now, but he doesn’t fall as he goes to grab the nearest set of ropes.

Tex: Neither champion nor challenger is going down early in this match.

Duff: That’ll soon change once Fang actually gets into his usual repertoire. This is just the feeling-out process.

Gold waits for Fang to come away from the ropes before initiating a drop toe hold that finally brings Fang to his knees. Gold moves to behind Fang and locks in a sleeper hold. However Gold doesn’t firmly have it in and Fang is able to quickly avoid disaster and break out of it. Fang falls forward but rolls out to the ring apron. It’s here that he stands up, but Gold spots him, runs at him and decks him with a hard right. Fang looks like he’s going to fall to the outside of the ring, but he hangs on to the top rope for support. Gold delivers a few punches before the referee tells Gold to back off. The challenger does so and Fang gets back into the ring.

Tex: That wouldn’t have been a fun flight for Fang.

Duff: Even if Gold had gotten him up and over, Fang’s been through far worse, a lot of times throughout his career…

Tex: Very true.

Gold gets himself ready again in the ring as Fang comes towards him. Gold leaps up to go for a dropkick, but at the same time Fang is thinking boot to Gold’s face. Both men’s feet smack each other’s and both repel and fall to the canvas.

Tex: Ouch! Both thinking just about the same thing right there! Let’s see who can recover first, and mostly likely gain control!

The referee assigned to the match begins a ten count, but it’s not long before Gold begins to get to his feet. He looks down at Fang who is just starting to get up as well. Gold grabs Fang and snapmares him over.

Duff: Although I don’t think it’ll last all that long, advantage Gold.

Gold, after landing the snapmare, rolls over and grabs Fang’s legs. He looks out at the crowd before simply locking in a figure four leg lock. Fang immediately is trying to fight it. He’s clearly in pain but Fang realizes he’s in the middle of the ring. The referee is right on top of things to see if Fang will tap, but Fang does nothing of the sort. He turns himself over, now putting all the pressure on Gold.

Duff: Great counter by the veteran! Gold has no chance now… He may have to tap right here!!!

Gold begins to inch his way to the ropes ever so slowly, but he finally does reach out as far as he can and he is able to just barely grab the bottom rope. The referee calls for the break but Fang keeps the hold locked on. The referee starts a 5 count. 1…2…3…4…

Tex: Fang needs to break that before 5!

Duff: Not necessarily. A DQ means he’s still the International Champion.

Fang however lets go before the end of the 5 count can be made by the referee. Fang gets back to his feet as does Gold, but Fang is just that small bit quicker. He executes a Russian Leg Sweep that puts Gold back down on the canvas. Fang backs up a bit now and moves into a corner, waiting for Gold to rise. The crowd boos as they’re thinking they know what’s coming from the Wolf God.

Tex: Gold in trouble. Fang’s setting up for it…

Duff: The Fatal Shot for Gold! Coming right up!

Gold begins to make his way to his feet as Fang comes towards him. Gold however ducks just at the right moment and Fang whiffs, running right by Gold. Fang turns but it’s a drop too late as Gold is able to spear Fang right to the canvas. The Fang haters in the crowd cheer as Gold lays down on top of Fang for a pinfall. The referee is right there where he should be…

1!

2!

Fang powers his way out before the 3 count can be finished and the crowd sighs. The young Gold keeps his composure and stands back up. He brings Fang up to his feet and delivers a European uppercut to the jaw that sends the International Champion backwards a bit. Gold stays on the offensive and takes Fang out at the ankles by tripping him down to his knees.

Tex: Gold could be setting up for that Indian Death-lock that he does… Fang in trouble!

Duff: It’s not going to happen. Fang is just getting Gold’s hopes up, that’s all.

Gold indeed does approach Fang and looks to begin locking in the Golden death-lock, but Fang turns and kicks Gold away, with some power in his legs. Gold however is able to maintain his balance and comes right at Fang as Fang begins to get up. Gold successfully spears Fang for a second time in the match as again the crowd cheers. Gold raises his arms and goes to lift up Fang to attempt another maneuver, but it becomes clear immediately that Gold took too much time in between. Fang is able to poke Gold in the eye just out of the vision of the referee. Fang begins to stand now as Gold turns away. Fang quickly allows a sinister grin to spread across his face before he eyeballs Gold and spins him around, then down and out of it with the Fatal Shot. The crowd boos and hisses heavily as Fang just looks down at Gold, shaking his head.

Tex: Fang clearly cheated there!

Duff: The ref didn’t see it Tex. The ref can’t call what he didn’t see…

Fang licks his chops before finally laying down on top of Gold, hooking the legs.

The referee counts…1…2…3!!!!!

Duff: And it’s as I said…the veteran prevails!

The crowd boos as they listen to Stormy Canyon’s announcement.

Stormy: Here is your winner and STILL AWA International Champion…FAAAAAAANG!!!!!

Fang is handed back the AWA International Championship belt as “Seven Days of the Wolves” by Nightwish plays throughout the arena. Fang raises the title high above his head and then turns and is about to roll out of the ring. However Chris Shipman appears on the stage and just looks down at Fang. Shipman has a sadistic look in his eye as he points to the AWA International Championship before making a belt motion around his waist.

Tex: Well Duff, you said it earlier, the news that Shipman has the International Title shot at Full Throttle. These two now in a stare-down and they know each other well…

Duff: We saw what Fang did here earlier tonight to Morbius Tassius, and we know what antics Shipman is capable of. We’re in for an ugly affair at Full Throttle when these two get to clash once again.

Tex: Indeed.

The scene fades backstage as Fang and Shipman continue to stare one another down…

Winner: Fang

Segment Goth vs. Shane West

Stormy: Ladies and Gentleman it is now time for your main event! Introducing first…

She is interrupted by Hopeless blaring over the P.A. system. James Crow comes out from under the titantron shaking his head and pushing a giant cart full of random crap. He is yelling all the way down the ramp and to the ring. He starts chucking things into the ring as the cage is starting to decend. There is a lot of things including kendo sticks, chairs, a stop sign, other foreign objects and of course the dread cheese grater. He holds it up to the crowd as they go wild and he shakes his head and walks back up the ramp. James fades from sight and stormy continues.

Stormy: Introducing first from North Carolina. SHANE WEST!!!!

The lights go out, and a strobe starts flashing, as the first notes of “Its a Fight” by 3-6 Mafia hits. As “Its Going Down” hits, Shane West steps from behind the curtain, stopping at the top of the rampway, he pats his chest a few times and smiles, a flash of his confidence shining through. Standing at the top of the rampway, pyrotechnics go off, white in color. His eyes remain focused on the ring though, as he loosens up at the top of the rampway, and runs down the rampway and stops at the cage as it is now fully decended to the ground. He walks around testing the cage and then climbs in through the door. Shane kicks all the weapons under the ropes and up against the cage and then backs to the far corner awaiting Goth.

Stormy: And next, the challenger, hailing from The Netherlands. He is the owner of the AWA. GOTH!!!!

Dark Side' by Gothminister starts playing as the arena goes black, the Georgian voices can be heard as it slowly is replaced by a bass and the voice of Gothminister. Sign your name can be heard as we can see Goth's face on the Titan Tron and the owner of the company comes out to the arena wearing his wrestling gear (black leather pants, taped up fists and black wrestling boots) as the fans are booing him. He stops as suddenly Sapphira emerges from the back. The Gothic queen of the AWA wears a Gothic dress as she presses her body against his and bites his neck until we see blood emerge from his neck. A sickening smile emerges on his face as the two walk towards the ring. The Goth enters through the side door as she walks around and sits next to the announcers table. Goth stares down Shane as they close the cage door after Stormy gets out of the ring. Goth and Shane smile at each other knowing what is coming. The ref is just about to call for the bell when the lights go out with just a solid spot light aimed at the middle of the stage. As the guitar riff of “The Truth Shall Set Me Free” starts Phoenix walks out with his 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. He grabs a chair from the side of the stage and sets it up at the top of the ramp and takes a seat. The music cuts as Shane is staring up at him daring him to do something. Goth takes the opportunity and hits Shane from behind with a double ax handle. The bell dings and we are off.

Tex: And here we go Duff. I have been waiting to see this match for a very long time. I can’t believe that I am getting to announce this.

Duff: No one can believe that you are announcing this either Tex. The owner is about to take a bite out of the number one contender that he is never going to forget.

Goth lays some more heavy hands into the back of West as he drops to his knees. Goth lays a big kick to the head and then taunts the crowd. Shane starts to get to his feet and Goth runs at the ropes coming back for another hard hit. Goth leaps for a diving lariat but Shane sucks and Goth hits the side of the cage. Dazed from the hit Shane takes him to the ground with a vicious DDT and goes for the quick cover. One..two..kickout by Goth. Shane gets to his feet and yells to the crowd who in turn respond with cheers. Shane gets him back to his feet and starts to lay right hands into the owner of the AWA. On the last hit Goth counters into a right hand of his own and then the two men start exchanging in the middle of the ring. The crowd is going nuts and they both back up from the middle of the ring. Goth looks out to the crowd and so does Shane. They both come back to each other and nod. They walk to the middle and lock up. Each man is struggling with the other and finally Shane puts Goth into a hard headlock. Goth is struggling against it and then pushes Shane towards the ropes. On the return Goth goes for a clothesline but Shane ducks under it and hits the other ropes. Goth turns to see Shane coming back for a spinning kick but Goth side steps and lets the number one contender hit the mat. Goth starts to lay more boots into the man and then climbs the rope. He dives off and goes for a high end leg drop. It connects and the owner goes for the cover. One…two..kickout by West.

Tex: This is turning out just as I expected. This is gonna be a match for the ages Duff.

Duff: Whatever Tex. I just hope that this gets over and the whining stops.

Goth gets west to his feet and whips him into the ropes and takes him down with a hard clothesline. Goth goes over to the side of the ring and picks up the cheese grater and lets lose with a big grin tot eh crowd. Goth stalks over to the middle of the ring where west is and starts to grind on his head. Shane cries out and blood starts to drip down his face. Goth throws the grater aside and starts to lay rights into the head of West. He goes for the cover again. One, two..kickout by a bloody Shane West. Goth drags Shane to his feet and whips him into the ropes and jumps for the drop kick on the return. Shane grabs the ropes and halts as Goth meets only the mat for his troubles. Goth starts to get up and Shane has had enough. He grabs the stop sign from the corner and swings it as the owner gets to his feet. There is a loud clang when the thing connects and Goth hits the ground. Shane goes for the quick cover. One…two..kickout by Goth. Shane gets back up and goes over to the side of the ring and grabs a kendo and starts laying it into the midsection of Goth. The owner curls up in pain and Shane finally snaps it over him.

Tex: Brutal Duff. Brutal.

Duff: So…is this what you were expecting?

Goth starts to get to his feet and Shane is waiting for him. Shane grabs him for a move but Goth reverses it into a hard DDT right into the stop sign. Cover and a kickout at two again. Goth shakes his head and looks at Shane with anger in his eyes. Shane starts to get to his feet with a stagger and Goth bounces off the ropes for another hard move. Shane falls to the side and Goth trips into the ref. The ref hits the side of the cage and goes down like a sack of bricks. Goth is looking at the ref in disgust and turns around only to be met by another kendo to the face. Goth hits the ground and Shane decides its his turn for the grater and grinds on him until blood is dumping out on to the mat. Shane gets back up and starts taking all the crap James brought to the ring and piles it into the middle. HE goes and picks up Goth but is met by a low blow in return.

Tex: Smart move by the Boss.

Duff: Kiss ass.

Goth crawls for the door slowly and Shane is right behind him. Shane slowly get to his feet as Goth makes it to the door and Shane grabs ahold of his legs, dragging him back in. Goth flips over to his back and kicks Shane off him and right into the pile with all the objects and barbed wire. Shane rolls off the pile with more puncture hole and rolls around on the mat from the pain. Goth makes it to his feet and looks at the door but shakes his head no. He stalks over to Shane and lifts him up and calls for the end. Shane takes a play out of the book and knees him in the groin in return. Goth starts to crumple but Shane doesn’t let him fall. He points up to Phoenix who is sitting on the ramp still and hits to Prime Example on Goth, right into the pile. It looks like it hurt them both and Shane rolls them both off the pile and he goes for the cover. The ref crawls over slowly and raises his arm. One….the ref is still barely conscious. Two… the ref breaths deep and goes to strike his hand a third time but Goth kicks out. Shane can’t believe it. He starts to get to his feet and uses the ropes for help. He drags Goth to his feet and Goth jabs him in the throat. Goth kicks him in the knee as he takes him down with the Goth ADDT. Shane slumps on the pile and Goth seems to have hit his head as well. Goths arm is over Shane but they both seem to be out. The Ref doesn’t notice and starts to count. One…neither of them are moving. Two… is this it? Three! The ref calls for the bell sluglishly and Stormy announces.

Stormy: And here is your winner…GOTH!!!!!

Tex: I can’t believe that it ended like this. The two of them fought with everything they had and more.

Duff: Does that even count. I didn’t know you could win a match while you are unconscious.

Tex: it looks like we’ve seen it all Duff.

Phoenix stands up from his chair and starts clapping as medical personal are running down to the ring as the cage is being pulled up. Phoenix laughs and points down at the ring while holding up his title.

Winner: Goth