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Page Harris is backstage surrounded by Raul Mendoza, Father Rodriguez and the two mammoth beings that pummelled Canis into the depths during last weeks Insomnia. They stand, arms crossed and chests out, without a flinch on their faces as Miss Harris raises the mic to her mouth, looking unnerved
Page: I'm here with the members of Opus Dei...
As soon as those two words are mentioned, the crowd lets out a tremendous roar of booing in unison, not ceasing for several moments. Mendoza looks "surprised" by the reaction, though he obviously knew deep down what to expect... even if Canis wasn't the most popular
Page: Now, Father Mendoza... i was hoping you could explain your actions during last week's Monday Night Insomnia. Your men here left Canis in a bad way... What were the reasons for the attack?
Raul: Well, young lady... it has come to pass that Canis was not actually fit for duty afterall. We took.. a gamble.. on the self-proclaimed 'Angel of God' because he seemed possessed by the mission of God and seemed the ideal man for the job.
We were obviously mistaken.
After a catalogue of mistakes and slip-ups in the past few weeks, Canis has been removed from duty and will be replaced shortly by another AWA wrestler that will, of course, be hand-picked by myself, Father Rodriguez and the other Opus Dei members.
Page: Wait, are you saying that the 'heir to the throne' so to speak is already here.. in the AWA today?
Raul: Not just a pretty face are you, Miss Harris? Indeed, we already have a shortlist of three to fill the void left by Canis' demise. We will select the right man for the job shortly.
Page: Speaking of 'the job' you and your associates were caught on camera last week speaking of money. Care to enlighten us on this?
Raul is startled, looking flustered. He looks round at his two bodyguards that are staring intently at him, looking angrily confused. Page's face is a picture as she delivers the worm of a question
Raul: I.. i do not-
Bodyguard 1: There is NO money. Got that, you scrawny little ho?
Duff: HEY!! You fat piece of junk!
Tex: Not exactly the words of a clergyman, i'm sure you'll agree...
Raul: As my associate has let you know in no uncertain terms, this has nothing to do with money of any kind. We are merely carrying out God's word on Earth... that is all.
Page: And what of Canis??
Raul: ..... Who?
Raul looks smug to himself as the other three chuckle to themselves
Raul: We will seek a new champion, somebody worthy of the cause and willing to bring forth AWA success... in order to spread the word of God, of course. Thank you Miss Harris, that will be all.
Page: But last week-
Bodyguard 1: THAT WILL BE ALL!
The four men swagger off looking pleased with themselves as Page is left threatened and startled
Tex: And now to the next match, I... What the? I get a message that our camera's are backstage where there is a brawl ensueing.
The camera's go backstage where we hear screaming and loud banging against the wall until we turn around and we see Black Bone being crushed by both John Irons and the owner of the company Goth.
Duff: Oh hell yeah!!!
Tex: What is going on??
Duff: Can't you see? It's a brawl!!!
We can see Irons holding Black Bone by the arms as Goth is whipping him with a leather belt against the bare chest as his wrestling gear has been torn apart. We can see strap marks on the chest and blood coming out of it as officials are trying to restrain the two big names of the company.
Goth: You think you are going to just walk in the ring without your contractual oblications bitch? Think again!!!
Goth wraps the belt around the throat of Bone and pulls hard on it as Irons lets go off the now seemingly immovable Black Bone and kicks Bone in the midsection and then sets him up for a Powerbomb move. Irons goes for the move, but instead of driving Black Bone into the concrete floor he gets slammed into the concrete wall of the arena where Bone's head gets slammed into the bricks before dropping him on the floor.
Goth: Oh and one more thing Bone? About that match tonight? Forget it, because you are FIRED!!!!!
Goth and Irons walk off as medics are taking care of the now former employee of the AWA
Tex: Good God!!!!
font color=silver>The camera opens up somewhere backstage as we see Page Harris standing by with a microphone in hand, then she raises it to her lips and speaks...
Page: Ladies and gentleman, my guest at this time, Metamania!
The camera pans back to see Metamania and his bride standing right next to Page Harris. The fans go completely nuts as Page Harris asks Metamania a simple question...
Page: Metamania, it seems that the odds are against you. Black Bone has yet to show his face anywhere and it may seem like that this is a two-on-one affair for tonight. Any thoughts going into this match?
Metamania: You know something, Page? I feel like I've been a broken record all this week, but screw it. I don't need Black Bone, I don't need ANYBODY to help me do what I have to do this week. All week long, I have been the one talking, I have been the one making promises that will indeed be coming true! At Darkest Places, none of these other cats will be stealing the show tonight - I WILL! Tonight is when I confront two foes from my past and I am glad to have both the pleasure and honor of kicking their asses all over New Orleans! Fact of the matter is this, Page...that after tonight, there will be NO ONE to stop me from regaining my throne and one way or another, I will be given a damn title shot and I will walk into that ring with every intention of being the champion and walking out as the champion! But for tonight, Dmitri and Toxic Angel are looking to settle the score with me one more time! Well, I'll tell you what, Page, they can simply go to their own twisted hell for all I care! Then again, their wish will be made true as I unleash the fury within me and neither of them will escape my wrath. I do not care how far I have to go, but I will go far enough to make my point around here clear. You think about taking down a guy like me, but it just won't happen. Not in a million years! So Toxic...Dmitri...tonight, you both will once again feel the anger and rage that I have placed within myself all week...until tonight! And when you do finally grasp the pain that I have in store for you, when I have you both down and out for the three count, how in the world will you react afterwards? Miserable, pathetic, and most importantly, EMBARRASED! I'll see both of you assclowns in the ring!
Metamania left with Freya as Page stared after them as the camera faded away.
We hear a knock at the door and the camera turns to show Stacy Kissinger walking to the door with a pair of high heels on. She’s dressed in her all-black business suit. She makes it to the doorknob and turns and opens it. On the other side, the AWA General Manager, Jay Gold. The crowd cheers a good bit as Jay steps into Stacy’s office.
Stacy: Mmmmm. To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit Jay?
Jay: Cut the sweet stuff Stace. Remember when I told you last week that you were to be in 3 matches?
Stacy: Ya. I told ya that ya weren’t treatin’ yer cousin right, which I still believe ya aren’t.
Jay: I’m sorry that you still feel that way. But Stacy, you’ve been jeopardizing my marriage. Why, I spoke with Martha on the phone just this morning and she was not pleased. When I told her that it was none of my doing, well…. That’s none of your business, or business of the fans that are here tonight. This is a place of work. And therefore since you’ve been trying to get in my business, I’m now getting in yours. And well, due to very recent events tonight Stacy, I’m going to put you in a match. So you might want to get suited up.
Stacy: Oh really? Who is it against?
Jay: If you haven’t figured it out yet Stace, you’re quite the ditz.
Stacy now has a full frown on her beautiful face as she turns away from Jay.
Stacy: Fine, have it yer way. ‘Cause it don’t really mattah who it’s against. I’m still gonna be on the winnin’ end of thangs. That I promise ya.
Jay: We’ll see about that.
Stacy: Ya, we will. And just fer you Jay, I’m gonna wear the sexiest thang that I have out there tonight. So sexy that ya will wanna be down at ringside, wantin’ a piece of me!
Jay: I doubt that. Not much makes me swoon Stace. Remember, I’m married. I’ve been through the motions.
Stacy: Whateva. If that’ll be all, please step outside my office. That is unless…
Jay: I’m not interested. Get ready and make it snappy. The match you’re in is next. Thank you.
Jay steps through the open door and proceeds to close it as the scene fades to black for commercials.
Stormy: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is the scheduled Tornado Tag Team Match! Introducing first, hailing from Montreal, Quebec, Canada…she is a former AWA Universal Champion…Toxic Angel!!!
“Get Pyscho” by Disturbed begins to play as there is a mixed reaction from the crowd and the lights begin to fade out. A green spotlight lights up the top of the ramp as Toxic Angel is seen walking out onto the top of the ramp from behind the curtains. She pauses here, probably waiting for her tag team partner for the evening.
Duff: Yay, the two lovebirds. It makes me SICK! This is AWA, not a damn soap opera!
Tex: It is what Goth wants it to be. And I don’t think you’d be wanting to express your opinions Duff, especially right in Dmitri’s face!
Tex’s comment seems to simmer Duff down some as Toxic’s music quickly melts into Dmitri’s.
Stormy: And her partner, from Moscow, Russia, weighing in at 275 pounds…Dmiiitriiiii!!!
Vampiria's “Legacy in Blood” hits as the arena goes black and the Titan Tron slowly starts to drip blood until the name of Dmitri appears. Dmitri slowly walks out of the backstage area to the side of Toxic Angel. Toxic eyes up Dmitri for a few seconds before Dmitri and Toxic make their way down the entrance ramp side by side. Once they get to the ringside area, Dmitri steps up on to the ring apron and holds open the middle and top ropes. Toxic slips in between the two before Dmitri closes the ropes back up. “Legacy in Blood” continues to play as the New Orleans crowd is forced to gaze upon the two.
Tex: Any way we slice it, this is a tough pair to come face to face with. And from what happened backstage a few moments ago to kick off this pay per view night, we learned that Black Bone was fired, leaving Metamania with no partner.
Duff: Yeah, but that little pipsqueak will sure be out here. That’s something ELSE that just makes me SICK!
Tex: Duff, you probably think a slice of pizza makes you sick.
Duff: I wouldn’t go that far.
Tex: Sure you wouldn’t.
The music fades away now and it takes a few moments for it to be replaced with the sounds of an alarm, along with gunfire, blare over the speakers as does the whirling of helicopter blades before the guitars and drums kick off Disturbed's “Indestructible”. As Metamania steps out from behind the curtain and stands at the center of the top of the ramp, two pyros, from each side, blast a few times. Freya, dressed in her sexy wrestling outfit, walks over to her man, standing next to him and the two take each other's hand and start walking down the ramp aisle. They break off so that they can greet the fans with handshakes, high fives, and smiles, the crowd happy to see Metamania as they roar loudly. As they reach ringside, Metamania jumps on the apron side of the ring, then sits on the bottom rope while pulling the top rope up, looking at his wife, smiling widely. Freya returns his smile with her own as she steps through the ropes, then Metamania follows suit. The One And Only walks over to both Stormy Canyon and the referee, shaking their hands and greeting them with his trademark smile. Then he walks over to the center of the ring, faces down the camera looking back at him, and raises his right hand in the air, immediately clenching his fist. The arena lights go off as green pyro shoots from all four corners of the ring four times. The song then fades away, the lights go back up, and Freya grabs her man and kisses him passionately before the couple breaks it off. She then exits the ring, lands on the concrete floor, and watches her man closely, beginning to shout support and encouragement as Metamania shifts his attention to his two opponents. Dmitri is seemingly allowing Toxic to start the match.
Stormy: And their opponent, from New York City, weighing in at 176 pounds…he is The One And Only…Metamaaaaaaniaaaaaaa!!!
Tex: Well, it looks like it’s true. Metamania is all alone here fo-
Tex is interrupted by the opening chords to “Too Little, Too Late” by Jojo as Stacy Kissinger appears from out of the backstage area, with not a very happy look on her face. She just shakes her head as she slowly trots down the entrance ramp wearing nothing but a gold thong and a matching gold bikini top.
Stormy: And Metamania's partner...from Dallas, Texas, she is the AWA President of Public Relations...Stacy Kissingerrrrrr!!!
Duff: Okay, you won’t be hearing me complain anymore! Now THIS is golden!
Tex: And I guess we now know what match our General Manager has inserted Stacy into! Jay obviously does not want Stacy to win all three of her assigned matches…and he’s probably thinking that the duo of Toxic and Dmitri will get it done!
Duff: And with Metamania being a major height handicap…yeah, it’ll probably happen. Damn Jay Gold! I mean how sick and twisted is he? Stacy is taller and far more agile than Metamania! Well, we all know who is going to carry that team!
Stacy walks up the steel steps and grabs her corner’s tag rope. Metamania stays in the ring after taking a quick glance over at Stacy. He then turns his attention to Toxic Angel as Referee Chip Long calls for the bell to be rung to start the match.
Meta goes to tie up with Toxic, but Toxic backs off suddenly and tags in Dmitri.
Duff: I can’t blame Toxic for that. Not after she just came out with a loss against Metamania last week.
Dmitri steps over the top rope and stares down Metamania. But Meta doesn’t go anywhere. Instead he strikes first as he bounces off the nearest rope and hits Dmitri in the abdomen with a clubbing elbow. Dmitri however absorbs the blow and goes for a European uppercut that Meta is barely able to dodge. Meta whips to behind Dmitri and sends him into the ropes that are on the same side as his partner for the night, Stacy. Stacy steps down onto the top steel step to show the referee that she’s not doing anything to help her partner out. Meta now comes after Dmitri, but has taken too long. Dmitri delivers a punch right to Meta’s chest area, forcing the small man backwards. Dmitri now slowly makes his way to his opponent and drags him up to his feet. He then scoops him and delivers a sidewalk slam. Obviously Meta eats canvas on this one as Dmitri goes for the first pin fall attempt of the match.
Referee Chip Long: ONE…TWO…
Metamania kicks out as Stacy looks relieved, once again standing back up on the apron.
Duff: Stacy almost lost her chance at becoming Mrs. Gold right there already! If Metamania loses this for her…
Tex: Stop making this match into being all about Stacy!
Duff: It IS all about her!
Dmitri stands back up and maintains control as he looks over to Stacy as he drags Meta around the ring. Dmitri then scoops up Meta again but this time moves him around a bit, applying a reversed chinlock. Meta can be heard yelping a bit as he struggles to escape, but finally does by sliding down the back of Dmitri. Dmitri is stunned by this, but can’t recover in time as Meta brings him down to the canvas with a sunset flip into a pin.
Referee Chip Long: ONE…TWO…
Dmitri kicks out powerfully and Meta is launched a few feet into the air. However it’s towards his corner. He rolls over and tags in Stacy, who didn’t even see the tag coming.
Tex: Well Duff, it looks like we’re about to see what she can really do, besides wanting to get into the General Manager’s pants!
Duff: If she was smart, and I know she is, she’d tag that little runt back in.
Stacy looks at Dmitri and shakes her head. She tags Metamania back in and then drops down to the ring apron, where Freya gives her a funny look. Stacy responds back with a “What?” look.
Metamania shakes his head, but quickly refocuses his attention towards Dmitri, who still stands there, towering over him. Dmitri again goes for a European uppercut and this time connects, sending Meta teetering for a few seconds. Dmitri doesn’t take his eye off the prize as he waits for Metamania to fall right into his clutches. Meta finally does and pays for it as Dmitri greets him with a big boot to the face. Meta crumples into a ball on the canvas as Stacy now steps back up onto the ring apron and actually begins to cheer for Metamania.
Tex: The nerve of that girl!
Duff: She’s not a girl. She’s ALL woman!!!
Metamania slowly rises to his feet and begins to crawl like a snail over to his corner to tag in Stacy. However Dmitri doesn’t allow that journey to come to the end that Metamania wants it to. Instead he drags Metamania over towards his corner and tags in Toxic, bringing her into the action for the first time. Dmitri gets in a cheap shot before leaving Meta for Toxic, so she can get revenge for last week.
Toxic continues her team’s momentum as she hooks up Metamania and takes him over with a simple German suplex. She keeps him clasped up and delivers a second suplex and even nails a third before releasing. Toxic then sets up on the nearest middle rope and waits for Meta to partially rise before she flies off the middle rope, connecting with a flying neckbreaker, bringing Meta once again back down to the canvas. Toxic goes for a cover but Meta rolls the shoulder right at the count of 1.
Tex: Toxic should’ve known that simple moves are not enough to put down Metamania.
Duff: Hey, it’s a good thing for Stacy that Toxic didn’t!
Tex: Enough already! Let me lay this out for you plain and simple… THIS MATCH IS NOT ABOUT STACY!!!
Duff: YES IT IS!!!
As the two bicker at the announce desk, Stacy is shown reaching her hand out as Metamania again begins to roll towards her. Toxic meanwhile tags Dmitri back in to keep up the offensive onslaught. However Dmitri is unable to reach Meta in time as he has this time tagged in Stacy. This time Stacy accepts the tag and enters the ring. She slides underneath Dmitri’s legs so she’s behind him. Dmitri spins around but is greeted with Stacy’s trademark bulldog, the American Kiss.
Duff: There it is! She might have won this match with ONE MOVE!!!
Stacy goes for the cover and the referee counts.
Referee Chip Long: ONE…TWO…
Dmitri gets out of it with a powerful kick-out yet again.
Tex: And Dmitri’s too powerful for her too! I hate it to say it but Toxic and Dmitri could turn into quite the dynamic duo.
Duff: Who the hell cares? Stacy might lose!
Tex: It would serve her right! Even if it would mean that Metamania has lost as well.
As Stacy tries regain herself, Dmitri is once again up and is now stalking the Solid Gold Sensation. Dmitri, after a few more seconds, stops the games and goes right after Stacy. He spins Stacy around and kicks her in the midsection, looking to go for the Bite of Death. Metamania however quickly climbs to the top rope and lets fly with the Dragon Flight. Which finds its mark on Dmitri’s cranium! Dmitri falls backward to the canvas, thus freeing Stacy from her predicament.
Duff: Holy crap! Metamania being chivalrous!
Tex: See? He’s not all bad.
Duff: I don’t know if I can give him the benefit of the doubt still.
Metamania moves back to his corner as the referee tries to gain control. However as Chip Long is watching Meta to his corner, Toxic Angel comes in on the opposite side and nails Stacy in the back. She sets up for a spinning heel kick, waiting for Stacy to come back to her feet. Metamania sees this and begins to try and get past the referee. He finally does so and is able to get Stacy out of the way of the spinning heel kick, even though he pretty much spears Stacy to the canvas.
Duff: I take the chivalry thing back! He just speared Stacy out of her wits!
Tex: He was trying to save her!
Duff: Pfft!
Metamania stands up as Stacy rolls over in a bit of pain out to the ring apron. Metamania turns around as Toxic has taken advantage of the situation enough to perch herself on the top of a turnbuckle. Dmitri is back up as well. Metamania and Dmitri begin to exchange blows as Toxic just waits for the right moment. Finally Dmitri headbutts Metamania which makes Meta a bit woozy. He stammers around a bit before Toxic comes off the top turnbuckle with the D-Tox. However Metamania actually catches Toxic as she’s soaring right at the neck and delivers the Rage of the Dragon, right in mid-air!!!
Duff: Oh my gosh! Poor Toxic!
Toxic is out of it on the canvas as Metamania hooks both of Toxic’s legs into the air for the cover.
Referee Chip Long: ONE…TWO…THREE!!!!!!
The bell rings as “Indestructible” by Disturbed plays throughout the Superdome.
Stormy: Here are your winners…the team of Stacy Kissinger and Metamaaaaniaaaa!!!
Duff: What a TEAM!!!
Tex: Now it’s MY turn to say PFFT!!!
Duff: Oh come on, don’t be bitter just because our lame as hell General Manager didn’t get what he wanted here tonight!
As Metamania celebrates and gets his hand raised, Stacy rolls out of the ring and looks back into it, at least pleased with the result, knowing that she has come out a winner in her first of three required matches.
Tex: You’re right about that. Stacy only has to be a winner in two more matches. We know that one of those is against Chris Shipman, but we still have no idea when that other match will be.
Duff: Jay Gold will only be prolonging the agony. And with the way that Stacy looks tonight, I don’t know why he is. Stacy’s one hot mama!
Stacy backs her way up the entrance ramp as she can see Dmitri now at the aid of Toxic. Metamania sees this as well and slips out of the ring before Dmitri can think about doing any damage. As Stacy disappears behind the backstage curtain, followed shortly by Metamania, the scene in the arena fades…
Page Harris is backstage surrounded by Raul Mendoza, Father Rodriguez and the two mammoth beings that pummelled Canis into the depths during last weeks Insomnia. They stand, arms crossed and chests out, without a flinch on their faces as Miss Harris raises the mic to her mouth, looking unnerved
Page: I'm here with the members of Opus Dei...
As soon as those two words are mentioned, the crowd lets out a tremendous roar of booing in unison, not ceasing for several moments. Mendoza looks "surprised" by the reaction, though he obviously knew deep down what to expect... even if Canis wasn't the most popular
Page: Now, Father Mendoza... i was hoping you could explain your actions during last week's Monday Night Insomnia. Your men here left Canis in a bad way... What were the reasons for the attack?
Raul: Well, young lady... it has come to pass that Canis was not actually fit for duty afterall. We took.. a gamble.. on the self-proclaimed 'Angel of God' because he seemed possessed by the mission of God and seemed the ideal man for the job.
We were obviously mistaken.
After a catalogue of mistakes and slip-ups in the past few weeks, Canis has been removed from duty and will be replaced shortly by another AWA wrestler that will, of course, be hand-picked by myself, Father Rodriguez and the other Opus Dei members.
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