DR Jay Wonderful: As of last night I received my Doctrine license from the Asylum University. I received my degree in just 15 minutes of being online. But to keep things short I wanted to let you know I reviewed the medical report of Demetrius Randall and I must say he is cleared to wrestle. But I will keep this short as we got a lot of action and announcement to make before the night is over so enjoy the show. Jay Wonderful makes his way to the back as Positive Vibes plays once more as soon as he reaches the back the arena lights flicker as Einstein by Tech N9ne comes on and Crazy J steps out in black pants and a white AWA shirt. He stops on the ramp looks at the crowd and holds up a microphone. The music stops as he smiles.

Crazy J: Ladies and Gentleman welcome to the AWA Monday Night insomnia and I wanted to take this time to announce that Jay Wonderful, Psycho 187 and my Sister are all in the house tonight and I am glad to see my good friend Jay Wonderful received his Medical degree on my new College website. Tonight A huge announcement is coming so be ready for it but lets get this show started.

Tex: this could be a long night if Crazy J personalities are all in the house.

Duff: Worse is the fact that Jay Wonderful and Crazy J our on the same page, Jay Wonderful is usally the voice of reason but if he is allowing Demetrius or should I say forcing him to wrestle.

Crazy J makes his way to the back as the show runs a Merry X Mass promo.

The scene fades to the backstage area at Monday Night Insomnia, Jason is sitting on a crate near the catering area where we can see Carry and Sophie (the woman he saved from a rape at the end of his last promo) sitting at a table, we are to assume that Jason has decided to let Sophie join him on the road but the reason for this is unknown, Foxxy Dreams steps into view ready for an interview.

Foxxy Dreams: Jason, you got a minute?

Jason groans.

Jason Stevens: If this is about my actions at the end of my last promo then don't bother with the praise as any decent person would've done the same thing in my shoes.

Foxxy shakes her head.

Foxxy Dreams: No, it's not about that that, and besides I've always thought you were an asshole who wouldn't even consider doing that.

Jason sighs in annoyance.

Jason Stevens: Yes, I am an asshole but I do have my limits, I may be willing to cheat my way to victory when I actually DO win but I'm not the kind of person that sits by and lets a woman get violated, especially so close to Christmas.

Jason stands up ready to leave.

Foxxy Dreams: I'm not done Jason.

Groaning Jason sits back down.

Jason Stevens: Fine, two more questions and that's it!

Foxxy nods.

Foxxy Dreams: First why is Sophie with Carry, doesn't she have family?

Jason shakes his head.

Jason Stevens: No, her parent's kicked her out and her closest living relatives live in England.

Foxxy nods.

Foxxy Dreams: And what about the match with Marisol Hawkes later on tonight, more pacifically you're thoughts on it.

Jason grins, it's the know it all smirk that he's famous for.

Jason Stevens: Marisol, I've said it once, I've said it twice, I've said it three times in a row and god damnit I'm saying it again, you are a psychotic feminist with daddy issues who's constantly in denial and wants a title shot despite doing squat to earn it, Marisol, title shots don't get handed around here like cupcakes at a bake sale, you earn them and beating the shit out of another woman doesn't cut it and neither does loosing to me, I will be the one that walks out the victor tonight and whether you like it or not, you're scare tactics don't have an effect on me and as far as I'm concerned this interview is over.

Jason goes to the canteen and the scene cuts to ringside.

Tex: Strong words and an explanation from Jason Stevens their.

Duff: Jason has really stepped up his game in recent weeks and I have to admit he's bagged himself quite a beauty.

Tex: Duff, she's 19.

Duff: Does that mean I'll be appearing on Chris Hanson's TV show?

Tex: No, technically she's an adult.

Duff: PHEW!

A camera turns on backstage and the crowd boos a bit as they see Marisol Hawkes walking down the hallway, heading for the backstage entrance that will bring her out to the arena. As she gets towards that entrance, she stops short and the camera pans over to reveal the AWA President of Public Relations, Stacy Kissinger, who is wearing a black business suit. Stacy seemingly sizes up Marisol before talking right to her, in a friendly manner actually.

Stacy: Ah, Marisol Hawkes, one of our glorious newcomahs. Look, I wanted to speak to ya before ya go out there fer yer match. I haven’t been around much as of late, but that’s only ‘cause I’ve been busy recruitin’ talent such as yerself. So I guess all I wanna tell ya is good luck out there tonight. I’ll tell ya right now. Don’t underestimate Jason Stevens. When he’s on, he can get the job done.

Marisol: Oh I intend too. I never knew though that you had to deal with my hiring.

Stacy: ‘Cause I work behind the scenes fer Goth and Crazy J. They’re uh pals of mine, so to speak.

Marisol: I see. This has been swell, Miss…?

Stacy: Kissinger. Miss Stacy Kissinger. I’ll be around a lot more goin’ forward. But fer now, well, ya got a match to attend to.

Marisol: Yeah. And I won’t be one to disappoint Goth and Crazy J.

Stacy: Good.

Stacy steps aside and allows Marisol to pass to the backstage entrance.

Jason Stevens vs. Marisol Hawkes

Stormy: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from St. Louis, Missouri…she is The Soul Huntress…Marisoooool Haaawkes!!!

The arena goes dark and two red lights shine on the center of the stage. The words “All the same take me away we’re dead to the world!” are heard before pyro goes off and “Dead to the World” by Nightwish blares over the loudspeakers. You see Marisol in all white step out on stage. She does a quick little pose down and starts to walk down the ramp. You hear a mixed reaction from the crowd and she hops upon the ring apron. She gets in the ring and poses for the crowd. She then looks at the ramp and waits for her opponent for the evening.

Stormy: And her opponent, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 175 pounds…Jasoooon Steveeeens!!!

The opening riff for “Halo” by Machinehead is heard over the PA. As soon as Rob Flynn starts the opening verse, Jason Stevens emerges from the back with his sister Carry not far behind. The fans boo him but he ignores them and walks down the ramp. Jason slides into the ring as Carry takes up a position at ringside, looking up at her brother’s opponent. Jason looks ready as does Marisol, so Referee Richard Head calls for the bell to be rung.

Jason is able to gain the upper hand from the top as he lunges out and grabs a hold of Marisol’s right arm. He whips her into the ropes and Marisol comes off of them, falling to her knees. Jason gets down and seizes immediate control of his slightly smaller opponent. He quickly attempts to lock in an abdominal stretch, but Marisol is already fighting out of it. Jason gives up on it and moves around, locking Marisol’s right arm into an armbar.

Tex: A little bit of the technical arsenal from Jason Stevens.

Duff: Technical? You call that technical? If he starts placing on hold after hold, then I’d say yes. But this is child’s play. He’s toying with the poor woman.

Tex: She can take it Duff. She’s a professional wrestler, unlike you.

Marisol tries to wrench her way out of the armbar, but Jason has it cinched in pretty tight. One of the ringside cameras zooms in to show this. Marisol begins to use her legs to try and pull herself towards the nearest set of ropes. However Stevens realizes this and moves his legs around. He lays one on top of Marisol’s legs before briefly letting go of the armbar. As he does so, Marisol is able to roll out of Jason’s clutches and out to the ring apron.

Duff: She’s going for a breather. At least she has a good head on her shoulders and a good che-

Tex: No. You’re not saying that! Can we please have his mic cut?

Duff: Alright, alright! I won’t say it. Party pooper.

Tex: Just PLEASE call the match!

Duff: I was…until you busted in!

Marisol rolls back into the ring completely now, but Jason simply won’t allow Marisol to get much of a rest. He plucks her from off the canvas and wraps his arm around the back of her neck. He then administers a face plant. Marisol rolls over and lies on the canvas, looking up at the lights that loom above as Jason hops to it and covers Ms. Hawkes.

Referee Head: ONE…TWO…

Marisol uses her legs to power out of the cover.

Duff: Now that looks a bit more usual. Stevens making a rookie mistake that he usually makes by not hooking the legs! Idiot.

Jason goes to grab a leg now, but Marisol kicks Jason right in the forehead by raising up one of her legs and really blasting him with it. The force pushes Jason away from Marisol’s body and she’s able to now come up to her feet for really the first time in the match.

Tex: She’s like the living dead right here. I’ll admit it. I thought she was out and done for.

Duff: Pfft. Not with Jason Stevens here. He always seems to find a way to pick up a loss when he should have a win.

Tex: Well, we’ll see what happens, won’t we?

Jason is back to his feet as well, but this time Marisol’s a bit too quick for him. She doubles him over with a kick to the abdomen before hitting a version of the Angel’s Wings, dropping Jason to the canvas front first. Marisol stands back up, licking her chops.

Tex: I don’t know what this means…

Duff: Me neither. But like you just said, we’ll see what happens, won’t we?

Tex: When will the writers write in your own lines Duff? Seriously.

Tex slaps his forehead at the announce table while back in the ring Marisol closes in on Jason. Carry looks a tad bit worried on the outside. She slaps her hands on the ring apron, willing her brother on.

Duff: That’s not going to help any Carry.

Marisol reaches down and grabs Jason by the neck. She doesn’t pick him up with ease, but she’s still able to hoist him up and deliver a move that resembles a border toss. Jason’s back slaps the canvas real hard and Marisol devours Jason into a cover, pushing up on Jason’s legs.

Referee Head: ONE…TWO…

Jason reaches backwards and gets his hand underneath the bottom rope just in the nick of time. Unfortunately for Marisol, the referee sees it and doesn’t count THREE. While still holding onto Jason’s legs, Marisol pulls Jason back to the center of the ring. Then with her legs she’s able to get them around Jason’s upper torso, pinning Jason’s arms to his sides. With her arms she holds Jason’s legs and then suddenly Marisol rolls down and Stevens goes flying across the ring, almost like a catapult!

Duff: Very innovative by the lady there! Eat that Jason!

Jason doesn’t lie on the mat for long though as he gets to his feet, despite being groggy after going head over heels. Problem is, he doesn’t get to be on his feet long as Marisol delivers a superkick that throws Jason Stevens for another loop. He crashes against the ropes and Marisol this time runs right at Jason, but instead of clotheslining Jason out to the floor, she pushes her foot against Jason’s abdomen and pushes Jason right into the far corner. It’s here where she rams her head into Jason’s gut a few times as the crowd faintly cheers for her.

Tex: She’s definitely back on her game now after defeating Mercy Darkfyre last week.

Duff: And as usual, Jason will blow yet another one. Surprise, surprise.

Tex: Well, he’s not dead in the water yet Duff.

Duff: Yeah, yeah, I know what you’re going to say. We’ll see, won’t we?

Tex gives Duff a menacing dry look as Marisol steps back, admiring her handiwork. Jason suddenly drops down to his butt and suddenly crawls right through Marisol’s legs. He pulls down Marisol by the skirt into a shocking schoolboy rollup!

Duff: He better not win it this way!

Tex: For once we agree!

Referee Head: ONE…TWO…THR-

Marisol rolls out of it and Jason smacks the canvas, knowing that he had her pinned. He turns his back on his opponent.

Duff: Another big mistake if he keeps his back turned! Come on Marisol!!! You can take this!

Marisol can seemingly feel it and she looks really bitter after Jason’s grab at her in-ring attire. She stands but a few inches behind him, basically breathing right on Jason’s neck. Jason slowly turns around and is quickly dropped by Marisol with the Tarnished Soul!

Tex: Twist of Fate to Jason Stevens! That just might be all she wrote!

Duff: HA HA!

Marisol pins Jason while hooking his left leg as Referee Head counts.

Referee Head: ONE…TWO…THR-

Jason pops his shoulder up from the canvas just in the nick of time. He sees a bit of a window to roll up Marisol into another surprise cover and is able to do so, this time completely hiking up on her skirt. Marisol screams out loud and the referee catches it. He begins a five count, telling Jason to let go.

Referee Head: ONE…TWO…THREE…FOUR…FI-

Jason lets go and Marisol rolls away. She pops right back up at the same time that Jason does. The two eyeball one another before Marisol goes in low. Jason however is able to grab her by the head and shove it in between his legs. He simply drops right down as the camera zooms in again, seeing that Marisol it now out of it. Jason picks up one of Marisol’s arms and it goes limp. He smiles down towards Carry and Carry smiles back. Jason scoops up Marisol. Jason holds her into position since she’s teetering. Marisol’s eyes aren’t even open as Jason sensationalizes her, downing her with his patented jumping reverse rock bottom. Jason simply covers her as Referee Head counts it.

Referee Head: ONE…TWO…THREE!!!

The bell rings as Jason Stevens stands up and his an arm raised. He looks down at Marisol, breathing hard. The crowd boos as “Halo” by Machinehead is now back on the speakers. Carry claps from ringside as Jason takes his arm away from Referee Head.

Stormy: Here is your winner…Jasoooon Steveeeens!!!

Jason raises his own arms one more time before leaving the ring and joining his sister.

Duff: Well I’ll be. That’s two wins in a row for Stevens. Wow…

Tex: And a tough loss for Marisol. But she’s young yet and will have time to recover.

As Jason and Carry get to the stage and are almost behind the backstage curtain, Marisol begins to stir in the ring. She looks up the ramp at the brother and sister combo and points right at the both of them. A camera shows Marisol’s facial expression as Insomnia cuts to a commercial break.

Winner: Jason Stevens

Foxxy Dreams is standing somewhere backstage with the AWA monitor behind her. She nods, indicating that she is ready to speak.

Foxxy: Ladies and gentleman, at this time, I'd like to please welcome a legend in the business. The One And Only...Metamania! The camera pans back to see Metamania walking into the picture, who nods and smiles to the camera and is moving about in a standing position, then locks eyes with Foxxy as the camera shows them both together.

Foxxy: Metamania, last week, you definitely have made a tremendous statement last week. I'd like for you and the world to take a look at the footage!

Both turn around as the camera flashes back to one week ago.

All of a sudden Metamania hits John with a pair of brass knuckles in the groin, which causes the big man to hunch over. Like lightning, Metamania kicks the giant in the head and makes him fall over. Metamania runs over to a table and grabs a steel folding table, folds it up, and holds it like a batter getting ready to hit a home run. John starts to shake the cobwebs out and looks to find the One and Only, only to find a steel chair being smacked into the side of his head. Metamania hits the big man again, and again, and again until blood begins spewing over John's face. Metamania begins to yell angrily at the fallen giant, however whether or not the big man can hear him unconsiously is another story....

The camera cuts back to Foxxy and Metamania in the present time. The camera catches a reaction from Metamania, who merely smiles and nods.

Foxxy: The rest of the world wants to know - what were you thinking? You and John seemed to be on great terms and now this happens! Care to share a thought or two?

Metamania: If fans went back and saw the rest of the footage, then they would have gotten an explanation of why I did what I had to do. But since you missed it, here's a brief synposis on it. I wanted to come back and win the tag-team titles with someone like John Irons, who needed a partner. Goth told me this and I signed a contract and came back, helping him with the tag-team titles. We helped each other and we started to become a great tag-team. Nobody could stop us! Then John Irons betrayed me - he did not help me at all! I saw the footage afterwards and I honestly don't care! When you are a champion or not a champion, you are not allowed to make any mistakes, because you make none in order to win. Sometimes you do, but you still end up winning somehow and that's ok, but not in a match where the tag team belts were on the line! He wasn't there when I needed him the most! I fought off Starseed and D.R. vailantly and then looked around for John Irons, but the great, big retard wasn't around to help me! What a load of crap! I wanted him to help me and he left me to die and rot in the sun! That's why I am so angry at the man - the man didn't have my back and therefore, HE screwed us over the titles, not me. This was supposed to be a tag-team effort between the two of us and he screwed it all up! So when I attacked him, last week, it was payback in the form of vengeance! I told him and every other wrestler and those that are in charge that should ANYONE decide to cross me and interfere in my business that there is gonna be hell to pay, like Goth, who was a stupid bastard and decided to get involved, sticking his nose where it doesn't belong. Well, boss, or should I say - asshole! I'm giving you a warning, right here, right now - sooner or later, you'll end up paying the price, just like everyone else will! That said, back to the great, big retard known as John Irons - you wanna piece of me one more time?! Well, THAT'S FINE WITH ME! Just like last week, this "small fry" is gonna deliver another pounding of Metamania proportions that you won't forget and I will prove, this week, once and for all, that I am BETTER than you in every way imaginable! Power and brute strength is all you have - I have everything else needed to win my matches! Once I'm done with you, I'm going after either Staniak or Eric Corrayo and I will beat those sorry pieces of garbage and burn their carcasses to the ground, then take away their damn title! Why? Because I'm on a mission and when I'm focused on a goal, NOTHING can stop me, not even those pitiful idiots! Win, lose, or draw, Metamania ALWAYS walks out as the right champion for the people! John Irons, you should have NEVER betrayed me, because payback is such a bitch! I'll see you in the ring....BOY!

The fans begin to yell for the champion, as the arena is filled with the voices and chants from the fans as Metamania nods to Foxxy and walks away. Foxxy stares after him as the scene fades away into a commercial for the next PPV.

The scene opens backstage where Paige Harris, is standing waiting to speak with Mack Blackheart about his actions last week, and his other ideas.

Paige: Mack welcome back to the AWA after your 3-4 hiatus. Can you please tell what you’ve been doing during this time?

The camera focuses on Mack who looks a bit pissed off.

Mack: Ms Harris, I don’t its anyone’s damn business on where I’ve been or what I’ve been doing. Because I don’t think anyone could give two shits. But I will tell you this, when I vanished a few months I was home recovering and watching the AWA and I saw Crazy J join forces with Goth and his goons. That kinda pissed me off, because during my time with the Graveyard Crew I realized that I was used. I was used like in a game, and I,m not sure how Taxx and Nailz feel, but to me I felt used and wasted. So from this day forward I work alone, until I think something or that something or someone convinces me to do so. Do I make myself clear!?

Paige knots her head.

Mack:Good!....

Paige: Ok onto last week. Why did you come out and attack Bill Barnhart, Erik Black, and Starseed?

Mack: I just got sick of sitting home, and doing anything. So why come back and attack to guys that I was in the ring last a few months ago. I just wanted to make a point that I will not take any sides in whatever war in going on here, because this place was built so guys like me, and Eric Corrayo, and all the others that are under contract here in the AWA, have a place to wrestle and not fight in a war!

Paige looks a bit concerd for a pissed off Mack Blackheart.

Mack: Ms Harris I’m but I’m just disgusted right now, about this whole situation....Have a nice night!

Mack walks off/away from the camera with the concerned look of Paige Harris, and th scene cuts into the another scene.

Metamania vs. John Irons

Stormy Canyon: And the next match is for one fall and has a TV time limit of fifteen minutes!! The first wrestler to enter the arena stands in at…..

We can see John Irons walk out to the arena and the fans cheer for the former AWA tag team champion, he stops halfway the ramp and enjoys the cheers from them. When suddenly Metamania charges in on him and blasts him across the back with a chair.

Tex Martin: What the??

Metamania lifts up the chair and blasts it across the back one more time and then locks Irons in a standing Dragon Sleeper as security runs out and to break the two up. Metamania refuses to give in to the punishment, until Goth comes out and grabs Metamania by the head and throws him off of John Irons.

Goth: You stop this immediately!! You know something? I got something in mind for you two, you will have the chance to get back at each other soon enough!! In the mean time boys, I’m going to be throwing your asses in the deep end at the PPV!! And don’t think it will be a walk in the park!!!

With that Goth grabs the chair and forces Metamania to get away from him and Irons as the show goes back to a commercial

Winner: No Contest

Goth: Please have a seat, Erik.

Black: I’d rather stand.

Goth shrugs and places a white envelope on his desk

Goth: As you know, Eric Corrayo has become somewhat more than a nuisance. It is time for him to be dealt with. For too long he’s been a thorn in my side. He’s been there at each turn. He is keeping us from completely taking over the wrestling world. He needs to be put to rest.

Erik nods to Goth, agreeing with him. Goth notices and slides the white envelope over to Erik. Erik picks up the envelope and looks inside. Erik nods to Goth in acceptance.

Black: I’ll make it worth your money, Goth. Do you want painful and slow? Or quick?

Goth: Slow and painful. I want him to suffer.

Black nods and walks off as we see Goth grin big time

Simon Stern vs. Eric Corrayo

Stormy: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, weighing in at 266 pounds…Simon Stern!!!!

The Misfits' retooled "Monster Mash" bombards the house speakers as an eerie green fog envelopes the arena. Flickers of green strobe illuminate a slow-moving figure at the top of the stage making his way toward the squared-circle. Decked out in black boots, leather pants, wrist- and arm-bands as well as a leather collar, SiMON STERn strikes a disturbing image, heightened by the white and gray facepaint and the devil-lock dangling in front of his face. He rolls into the ring under the bottom rope and shoots a death-ray gaze at his opponent.

Stormy: Introducing his opponent, weighing in at 245 pounds he is your current AWA World Champion, Eric Corrayo!

The lights go out as the opening guitar rift begins for "Knee Deep" by CKY. Then all of a sudden red pyro goes off filling the stage. The lights shoot back on and "The Ego Killer" Eric Corrayo is standing at the top of the ramp with his smug smile. The fans begin to boo, but he doesn't care as he struts to the ring. He walks to the ring jawing back and forth with the fans. He walks up the steps and makes his way into the ring. He jumps onto the top rope and starts yelling at the fans as his music fades out. Stern and Eric lock up and Eric places Stern in a head lock. Eric whips Stern into the ropes and attempts a clothesline. Stern ducks the clothesline and delivers one of his own which sends Eric to the mat hard. Stern picks up Eric and starts to deliver a series of right and left punches to Eric’s face.

Duff: Those are some vile shots!

Tex: How is Eric Corrayo going to defend himself from this?

Stern continues to deliver the punches, and then he would attempt a spinning back fist, which Eric ducks and Eric delivers a clothesline of his own, which plants Stern on the mat. Eric gets fired up, but the crowd delivers nothing but boos. Eric brushes the crowd off and he walks over to the corner on the opposite side of the ring. He motions for Stern to get up and as Stern pulls himself up using the ropes, Eric would attempt a spear. Stern sees this and moves out of the way. Eric’s momentum sends him into the ring post shoulder first. Stern pulls Eric away from the ring post and attempts a back mounted full nelson. Eric starts to try and break the hold.

Duff: This is getting good. Stern might have him here!

Tex: But don’t you dare count out Eric Corrayo. He can figure a way out of this yet.

Eric runs backwards, sending Stern into the turnbuckles. Eric continues to do this until Stern falls off of him. As Stern is slumped in the corner, Eric goes to the opposite corner and motions for Stern to get up. Stern is slowly pulling himself up using the ring ropes.

Duff: Eric looks like he is attempting another spear.

Tex: Let’s hope he hits this one. It would be embarrassing to miss two spears in a row.

Eric attempts the spear, connecting and sending Stern to the mat hard. Eric would then go for the pin.

1…2…3!!!

Stormy: Here is your winner, Eric Corrayo!

Corrayo walks to the back with the title over his shoulder, celebrating another win

Winner: Eric Corrayo

Eric Corrayo walks to his dressing room after his big win. He grabs the doorknob but his hand is stopped by another hand. It is Erik Black. A large grin is spread over his face. Corrayo takes a step back, ready to fight.

Corrayo: You back for round two, Black?

Erik Black grins.

Black: Not yet. I just wanted you to know that I have my papers. It seems that Goth is willing to pay a fairly high price to be rid of you… I’m afraid that I must oblige and do what is asked of me, and seeing as how I am not one to simply attack some one without warning.. This would be that warning….

Erik Black winks at Corrayo, but Corrayo doesn’t budge. He simply points behind Erik Black. And jumps to the side.

Corrayo: I think you have other problems to deal with right now.

Corrayo disappears into his locker room. At that exact moment, Erik Black is drilled to the ground by a clotheline from Phil Einar, who wastes no time stomping on the downed Erik Black. Erik fights back, however, grabbing Einar’s feet out from under him. The two get up at the same time. Erik grins as Einar goes for a collar and elbow tie up. Erik quickly grabs Einar’s arm and locks in a kimura. Einar screams in pain. Erik holds on, not budging. It doesn’t take long for security to come and break the two up. Erik simply goes on his way as they attend to Einar’s arm.

Canadian Connection vs. Gravediggaz

The arena lights go out and a red strobe light comes on. Mora Kyrkogarden by the dirtball comes on as a man in all black enters the ring, as the camera zooms in you notice it is one of Crazy J other personalities, Psyco 187. Psycho 187 enters the ring as fog comes from the ring post and Psycho 187 walks around the ring as 4 men dressed in coveralls come out with Two caskets and they bring them ring side. John Irons and Metamania walk to the ring and the two are having words the whole way to the ring. They stand on opposite sides of the ring.

THe music stops and the lights come on as a video plays and its Crazy J. he is dressed in a suit and sitting back stage at his desk he smiles as he takes a drink from his cup and smiles once more.

Crazy J: So, the stage is set the second of 3 matches. The grave diggaz my old crew are getting ready to see if they can close the deal. But you see my good friend Psycho 187 and his sister was hanging out back stage and they wanted to make this a Asylum Rules tag match… That sounded like a good Idea to me so I changed the rules. And then I also let Irons and Metamania know they will not start a fight during this match or they will both be suspended. Now Irons is the AWA Employee rights person and I am sure he will agree to the next part but instead of Speaking why don’t we Just SHOW you.

The arena lights dim once more and then go out and 2 red lights shine on the casket. Psycho 187 exits the ring and he stands between the two caskets he looks up at the entrance ramp as Crazy J Sister comes out wearing a black dress and black lipstick and her face is white. She stands next to her brother and lifts her hands up and Flames come from each hand and then she slaps the lid of each casket and the casket lids start on fire they re enter the ring and Psycho 187 gets down on his hands and Knees and crawls towards the caskets a few feet and stops as the lids Blow off of the casket to reveal the Canadian Connection laying in the caskets. Their faces are covered in blood, Psycho 187 and his sister walk to the back as John Irons and Metamania check on the two wrestlers.

Einstein by Tech N9ne comes on as Crazy J steps out wearing black pants and a white AWA shirt. He comes to the ring with a microphone he rolls in the ring and waives Irons into the ring. John Irons is just shaking his head no and he looks angry. The music stops

Crazy J: So my good friend Psycho 187 may have gone a little over board along with my sister but I spoke with Doctor Wonderful and he has informed me that these two men are cleared to wrestle. So at this time lets bring to the ring the other team. Ladies and Gentleman I give you the Grave Diggaz .

Inside the fire by Disturbed plays as Taxx and Nailz make their way to the ring, the two brothers enter the ring they stand looking at the two caskets and they kind of smile at each other knowing that the other team wont be able to wrestle.

Crazy J: Ok, Now I changed my mind, I want this to be a normal wrestling match with a 10 second count out and I want the match to start now, if they are not in the ring in 10 seconds this match is over and the Grave Diggaz win the match. ( The fans cheer and some boo) Metamania call for the damn bell and start this match.

Irons: Metamania, listen don’t do this, this shit with Crazy J and Goth needs to stop. I am the AWA Wrestlers Rights leader and I am not going to stand for this. Last week as one of us was being loaded into an ambulance. Crazy J cleared him to wrestle this week and we all know he wont stand a chance. In tonights match. Now he is just handing over a victory to his old friends, do what is right and call this a no contest match do to outside interference.

Crazy J: So Metamania who you going to listen to the man that held you back and cost you the tag team gold or you going to do what is right? Listen Metamania I can fire your ass right now, and you know me and you know what I can do to you. Your former friend wants to police the AWA and make things right, but he has not even made things right with you yet. So Metamania why don’t you just listen to him and do what he says and do it now.

Irons yells no as Metamania calls for the bell, the bell rings and Metamania then turns and looks at the caskets he starts counting 1…2….3…4….5….6….7….8…9……….. Metamania stops counting and Irons turns and looks at J, Crazy J pulls out a pink piece of paper and he opens it up and it says “your fired” on it he starts to Hand it to Metamania who then counts the 10. The bell rings and the Grave Diggaz look at eachother.

Crazy J: next week at the PPV the Grave Diggaz will be in a match for the AWA Tag Team Championship. But if they think they will have it this easy they got another thing coming. Now get out of my ring Taxx and Nailz and Irons and Metamania get your asses out as well.

Irons and Metamania and the Grave diggaz go one after another out of the ring as Crazy J smiles, he starts to leave and he stops and he walks over to the caskets and smiles.

Crazy J: The winner of the second fall and moving on is the team of Nailz and Taxx the Grave Diggaz… and let it be known that the Canadian Connection is fired!!!!!!!

Duff: Well Crazy J has done it once more took control and used his power to do what he wants.

Tex: I don’t know about that, Crazy J just wanted to make sure they had a team to wrestle at the ppv and with the Grave diggaz winning last week it just make sense for him, its all about rating of the ppv and how much he can make.

Winners: Grave Diggaz

We cut backstage where Bill Barnhart is standing in the hallway outside his dressing room where some fans have come back to obtain some autographs of some Asylum Wrestling Alliance Superstars. Bill is gladly signing autographs for fans, answering their questions, and being his usual friendly self. As the roving cameraman comes up on him Bill takes a break from signing autographs to make a few comments toward Starseed and Demetrius Randall.

Boy, this is going to be one of the easiest weeks of wrestling I have had in years! Me and Erik Black already proved last week that we can easily take you two out and tonight will not be any different. Starseed, you have a totally unreliable and worthless Tag Team partner who lasted about two minutes last week before ending up lying in a pool of blood. Randall, you only obtained the Tag Team Championship when the former Tag Champs took a dive because they were having personal relationship problems and they didn't want to be teamed up anymore. All I can tell you two is that you better be prepared to accept a royal butt kicking because me and Black have our royal butt kicking wrestling boots on tonight!

The fans around Bill break out in a rousing cheer as Bill makes those comments about Demetrius Randall and Starseed. The scene now shifts back to Tex and Duff who are ready to call the next match.

Starseed & Demetrius Randall vs. Bill Barnhart & Erik Black

Stormy: This following match is for the AWA World Tag Team Championships!

TAKING CARE OF BUSINESS by Bachman Turner Overdrive hits the speakers. The TRON crackles to life and we see a close-up shot of Bill Barnhart and Iris the 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. 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). Bill walks confidently along the entrance walkway and under the TRON. As he walks under the TRON, pink pyros erupt causing a cascade of pink sparks to spill down on the entrance walkway around Bill (and Iris if she is accompanying him). Bill stops at the landing at the top of the entrance ramp to play 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 then takes up residence in a corner to await the arrival of his partner. The lights begin to flicker. Sounds of Madness hits on the PA. "Yea I get it you're an outcast etc." When the music gets heavy, huge golden pyro explodes from the stage. Out walks Erik Black. He has a cocky smirk across hs face. He stops and eye the ring. He then darts to the ring and, not losing a touch of speed, slides under the bottom turnbuckle. HE then runs to the furthest turnbuckle and jumps to the top. He then looks towards the ramp as Bulldog Bill steps forwards and watches the curtain.

Stormy: Standing in the ring, The challengers at a total combined weight of 465 pounds, representing the Knights Templar, "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart, and Erik Black!

The crowd boos lightly as the men raise their arms, all smiles, motioning around their waists as they turn back to face the ramp....

Tex: This is a glorified execution, Duff.

Duff: They earned a shot at the Tag Team Titles...I think it's going to be a fair and even contest!

Tex: Fair and even? This is a handicap match! Goth made sure Einar would have to fight this one alone!

Duff: Starseed could have just forfeited the titles, and he wouldn't have to do this, but he's an idiot, and he's going through with it!

Tex: The man's just got a sense of honor, Duff, which is more than can be said of his opponents, who turned on him without provocation!

Duff: Just sit back and watch the show!

Our Lady Peace's "Starseed" acoustic intro begins to play, the lights dim, and a single red Maple Leaf spotlights on the entryway, the crowd screaming loudly. The heavy drum beat begins, and as the Lead singer screams, 4 pyros crash at the top of the ramp, and out walks the Canadian Phenom...The *Starseed*! He raises his arms in the air, the crowd cheering loudly, as they see one Tag Team Title in his hand and the other around his waist. He proceeds down the ramp, wearing a long sleeveless leather trenchcoat, with a Canadian flag on the back. A look of determination crosses his face he walks down the aisle, heading to the ring.

Tex: What can be going through his mind?

Duff: In a few minutes, it'll be a few concussions, maybe the canvas, courtesy of Erik Black and Bill Barnhart!

Tex: You make me sick.

Stormy: Making his way to the ring, One half of the AWA World Tag Team champions, from Calgary, Alberta, Canada...weighing in at 230 pounds, Phil "The Starseed" Einar!

Starseed finally stops in front of the ring, looking over to his opponents, who are motioning him to get in. Black even sits on the second rope and lifts the top, as if to invite Starseed in, as Barnhart clenches his fists with a smirk on his face. Einar, closes his eyes and looks to the floor, shaking his head, then looks up at them and raises the Tag Strap in his hand up in the air at them in defiance. He walks to the steel steps and climbs up, as Bulldog moves towards that corner...the ref steps in front of Bill and instructs him to let Starseed in the ring. Einar steps between the ropes, and looks back at his opponents, before walking to the corner and climbing up one foot on the second rope, and one of the top turnbuckle, unstraps the Tag Title around his waist and holds it up alongside the other to the capacity crowd, who stand on their feet for the defiant Canadian...

Tex: That man's in for a world of hurt tonight.

Duff: Maybe he'll be smart and surrender the straps withut bloodshed!

Tex: It's probably too late for that. I think it's personal.

Einar hands the titles over to the ref who holds them up. Erik and Bill smirk to each other as they seem to be discussing the match...Bill seems to insist that he should go first and slaps his hands together as if he's going to make short work of Starseed, who is stretching in his corner on the ropes, watching the two intently. Erik then shrugs and nods and steps between the ropes in his corner and waits as Bill turns to Einar with an evil smile on his face. The ref calls for the bell, and this apparent handicap match is underway.

Duff: This is gonna be a beating. A complete ass kicking! On one side we've got two of the most decorated men in AWA history, and the other, we have someone with one of the worst singles record.

Tex: Starseed is underrated. He was gaining momentum the last few weeks.

Bulldog and Starseed circle each other, Starseed looking back to Erik's corner in case...they move in and lock up, neither men giving an inch, but Bill's power advantage is obvious as he pushes Starseed to the ground. Starseed hits the mat and rolls back to one knee, looking at Bill who laughs in his face. Starseed slowly stands and adjusts his waistline as Bulldog has a confident smirk on his face. They lock up again, and Bill once again gains the power advantage pushing Starseed back into the corner as the ref starts a 5 count...at the 3 Bill steps back and smacks the taste out of the Tag champ's mouth. Bill looks to Erik Black and then turns his face to Einar who suddenly replies in kind. Bill tenses up in anger and goes for a clubbing forearm, but Einar ducks under and moves behind him. Bill turns and Einar smacks him in the stomach with a stiff snap kick. Bill rushes in and Einar drops down for a drop toe hold sending Barnhart to the mat, who smacks his face on the canvas then stands on all 4's. Einar presses the attack with a quick kick to the ribs, which props Bill up on his knees, and then a resounding snap kick to his back that echoes throughout the arena.

Tex: Starseed is stepping up the striking game against Barnhart!

Duff: He's pissing off the big man, that's not too smart.

Einar moves to the front and goes to kick Bill in the chest, but Bill catches the foot stands quickly and spins Einar around and then levels him with a clothesline. Erik Black applauds from his corner as an angry Bill begins stomping away at Starseed, while holding the ropes. he reaches down and lifts Starseed up. He locks in a front facelock and lifts Einar back into a suplex, then stands and returns to stomping at him. Bulldog stands and picks Einar up on his shoulder. He walks towards his corner and powerslams him. He stands up and gives a tag to Erik Black, before stomping on The Canadian Phenom a couple times then stepping between the ropes. Erik Black walks around Einar who's on his hands and knees and kicks him in the head. Black grabs him by the head, lifts him to his feet and hits an overhead belly to belly suplex. He then stands and holds his arms out to the side while yelling at Einar.

Duff: Here's the greatest wrestler in the AWA today right here, Tex. I wouldn't be surprised if Black ends it right here.

Tex: It looks dire for the Starseed, as Black looks to move in for the kill.

Black picks up Starseed and tosses him into the ropes, Starseed comes back and Black mvoes quickly into a standing Kimura lock, Starseed swings his arm back and elbows Black in the head, Black is stunned and takes another elbow to the head, Starseed suddenly goes around to Erik's back and locks in a Kimura of his own! Black suddenly attempts the same counter Starseed did, but Starseed lets the Kimura go as Black sends the elbow back and spins to face Einar, but Einar suprises him with a sudden exploder suplex, dropping Black on his head! The crowd cheers loudly as Black sits up holding the back of his head, and Einar slowly stands behind him. Einar moves over and lifts Black to his feet and then hits him with a Side Salto suplex. Einar goes for the pin, which is broken up at the two count by Bill Barnhart, who stomps away until the ref sends him to the corner. That was all the distraction the rising Black needs as he hits Starseed with a release german suplex. Erik walks over and picks Starseed up and irish whips him to his corner. Black walks over and tags in Barnhart then starts to punch away at Starseed who slumps in the corner. Bulldog joins him and soon both of them start to stomp away viciously.

Tex: This is where the numbers game comes in.

Duff: Starseed is paying the price now for his stubborness! Erik and Bill are going to demolish him piece by piece!

The ref moves in and tries to make Black take the corner, and while he is distracted Bill moves down and starts to choke Einar...the camera moves in and hears Bill yelling to him...