(The scene slowly fades in as the date ‘December 19, 2004’ flashes on the screen. A flashback begins to fade in.)

(DW applies the Grapevine Ankle Lock, however JW is able to roll through and sends DW face first into the turnbuckle. JW then picks DW up, hits All She Wrote and pins the World Champion.)

FJ: “I can't believe it! He pinned the World Champion! He cheated!”

HS: “How did he cheat, Frank?”

FJ: “He...”

HS: “Oh, shut up, Frank! AWA fans, we wish you happy holidays and make sure to tune in to the AWA's very special December 31st edition of AWA Xplosion!”

(As JW celebrates his victory, the camera fades to black.)

(Another date comes across the screen, December 31, 2004.)

(DW is wrenching back on it as Williams is feeling it in his leg wrenching away at it. Suddenly, Low comes running from the back.)

HS: “What is he doing here?”

FJ: “Making his presence felt!”

(Low grabs the chair from in the ring and he lifts the chair up and nails Jeff Christianson right across the face, forcing him to release the hold.)

HS: “He's destroying our main event!”

FJ: “Come on, Herb, he is The Legendary Low, he's simply enhancing your viewing experience! Plus, this a hardcore match, he has every right to involve himself in this.”

(Williams is still holding his ankle, but is slowly making his way up. DW is holding his face and is obviously in great pain. Low then takes the chair and starts smashing away at both of Christianson's legs, until the referee is finally able to take the chair away from Low. Williams is now up on his feet and staring at Low. Low is staring right back at him and we have a tense moment... yet nothing happens.)

HS: “Low and Williams do seem to have respect for each other.”

FJ: “These are the two most dominant World Champions in the history of our company, Herb. OF COURSE they have respect for each other. But after all their previous battles, after everything that happened early in 2004, the question remains - who is the better man?”

(Low and Williams exchange a few inaudible words as Dark Warrior is holding both his legs. Low then nods at Williams before leaving the ring.)

HS: “That was totally unnecessary!”

FJ: “But it was legal, accept it Herb.”

( Brian Williams looks down at DW and smiles as he moves the chair to the middle of the ring with a kick and then picks up the out DW in a reverse headlock wrenching back.)

HS: “No not on the chair!”

FJ: “MORBID REALITY!”

(Brian Williams just delivered that maneuver right on the steel chair and then he hooks the leg and goes for the cover. ONE, TWO, THREE!)

HS: “Brian Williams wins it!”

FJ: “What a hellacious match up and it wasn’t event a Pay Per view!”

(The camera fades in to footage of the Lawlor Events Center at the University of Nevada – Reno. 10,000 fans strong stand on their feet cheering in anticipation of the exciting evening the night promises to be.)

HS: “Good evening ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to another exciting edition of AWA Shock. It’s been three weeks since the last showing of Shock, and it’s good to be back to AWA action twice a week!”

FJ: “I know… I was starting to hate the hours.”

HS: “Uhh… Frank? You get paid a salary.”

FJ: “And?”

HS: “Oh, never mind… anyway, as we saw on the AWA-Tron, the World Champion Dark Warrior hasn’t had much success lately in his matches.”

FJ: “Yeah, but he always comes through in the big matches. Just like he’ll come through next Sunday at Hell On Earth in the fearsome Hell Bowl Chamber! “

HS: “Perhaps, perhaps not… but what is certain is that he’ll be put to the test again tonight when he takes on one of his co-Hell Bowl competitors, Five Time Champion, the Legendary Low!”

FJ: “And man am I looking forward to that match! For me it’s win/win!”

HS: “Also tonight we have a special Tag Match featuring No Limit Champion NHL teaming up with the United States Champion, Colin Baird to face former champions Andreas Lasiewicz and The American Fatass, Jack Happy.”

FJ: “Also tonight is the AWA Lottery to see who will finally rid those nuisances, the Aquatic Aces, of their tag team gold.”

HS: “That’s right Frank… and also tonight, two former cruiserweight champions, veterans Atlas Johannson and Rawstarr go toe to toe!”

FJ: “And they’ll be paying close attention to the other cruiserweight match tonight, as former champion Sgt. Jeremy Price takes on newcomers XTJ and Ryu Kaisar. The winner of this match will be the final competitor in the Four Man Cruiserweight Title match next week at Hell on Earth. Will one of these three men be able to take the belt away from Orlando Ortega?”

HS: “But first, tonight’s opening match, Maxx Skabb takes on Draven Shadows takes on Xavier Pain in a classic Triple Threat match!”

FJ: “Yeah, and we don’t have much time to waste, so let’s get this show started!”

HS: “We will, once we’re back from commercial break!”

(A commercial for Hell On Earth is shown featuring a preview of the Fatal Four Way Cruserweight Title match.)

HS: "Welcome back ladies and gentlemen, and we're just about ready to get tonight's action rolling."

FJ: "I'm looking foward to our first match as it features two of my personal favorites, Maxx Skabb and Draven Shadows, as well as newcomer Xavier Pain..."

HS: "In a Triple Threat match. Which means someone coudl lose without ever being pinned."

FJ: "True enough. Just like the fact that this match is definatly going to be a good one." ******(Skabb wins a very closely contested match after hitting the Death Penalty and pinning Xavier Pain. The crowd, despite the fact that no men are particularly fan favorites, gives a standing ovation.)******

FJ: "WHOA! What a great match! And an impressive performance by all three men. And a nice showing by the rookie Xavier Pain against two formidable foes. He has a bright future."

HS: "And a huge win for Maxx Skabb heading into his grudge match with Poppa at Hell On Earth, which also promises to be brutal."

FJ: "I can already tell this is going to be a great night!"

HS: "My, you certainly are excited tonight?"

FJ: "Who wouldn't be? The Legendary Low takes on WORLD CHAMPION Dark Warrior in a Low-Rules match later tonight! Two of the greatest, most ass-kickingest, name takingest, sob's in AWA history square off tonight, live, in front of more than 10,000 people here in the Lawlor Events Center!"

HS: "Whoa, there, calm down buddy. That's still nearly two hours away."

FJ: "I know, and I'm willing to have to sit through TWO cruiserweight matches just to see it! Not to mention boring commercials."

HS: "Speaking of which... we'll be rig... wait a minute, I'm just getting word that our AWA cameras are backstage in Mr. Santini's office."

(We cut to Commissioner Santini's office. Santini sits behind his desk with a piece of paper in his hands. He has a huge smile on his face. The camera goes wide and pans around and we see Low standing on the other side of the desk.)

FJ: “Low promised he'd have a meeting with Santini and he delivered!”

HS: “Low seems to be enraged, but what is Santini holding in his hands?”

(Herb is right as Low appears to be ready to explode in anger. But something is holding him back. We focus on Santini again who then holds the paper so that we can see it.)

FJ: “This is Low's AWA contract!”

HS: “That explains why he is holding back right there! He knows Santini can take his chance at becoming the AWA World Champion for the 6th time away at any time!”

(Santini keeps smiling while Low is almost trembling with anger. Low then pounds both of his fists down on Santini's desk and storms out of the office, slamming the door shut with a loud thud. Santini begins to laugh as we cut to a commercial.)

(A commercial is shown for Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas, official sponser of HOE 2005. Also, a Pepsi commercial is shown. The camera cuts back in from commercial to the faces of Herb Summers and Frank Jackson at the announce table.)

HS: “Ok Frank, we have ourselves a preview of what one half of the Cruiserweight Championship Fatal Fourway match will look like for Hell on Earth.”

FJ: “Yes, I just love cruiserweight matches, they are so fun. Since Orlando Ortega lost to Stevo on Friday, then he needs some serious momentum heading into a match where he could possibly lose. I mean, maybe Atlas could pin Rawstarr or the other way around and OOO could lose his Cruiserweight title. This new star, the winner of that triple threat match tonight could win by pinning those guys or even OOO himself. That match being between Sgt. Jeremy Price, Ryu Kaisar, and X-Treme Jeff. Orlando Ortega could even win the match and retain his title. It's just too close to tell. Maybe after we see Magnus and Rawstarr compete, then I can get a better handle on the situation.”

(His theme hits the arena speakers. Blue and yellow spotlights sweep the crowd.)

HS: “Here we go. Atlas vs. Rawstarr is about to start now. I wonder how Rawstarr is going to be able to handle himself in this match since he hasn't been in action in a while.”

FJ: “I'll tell you how, he's going to lose. I don't think that anyone who has missed so much ring time is going to win.”

(After about 10-20 seconds, Atlas comes out on the ramp. He is dressed in yellow/blue striped wrestling tights and black boots, his usual wrestling attire. He walks or runs down the ramp, depending on how pumped he is for the match. It is not uncommon for him to stop or slow down to interact with the crowd on his way to the ring.)

HS: “That's a very bold statement Frank. I just hope that Rawstarr didn't hear that, or you could be in a world of trouble.”

FJ: “I was just speculating, don't bite my head off.”

(He slides under the bottom rope, jumps to his feet, pulls the top rope a couple of times, slaps his chest muscles and is ready to go.)

HS: “Look at the excitement that Atlas is showing. He is a former AWA Cruiserweight Champion, so he is familiar with the taste of cruiserweight gold and is ready to prove here tonight if he has what it takes to defeat an opponent that he will be facing just one week from tonight.”

(“whatsupwitu” by Eddie Murphy feat. Michael Jackson hits the PA system. We see the lights go to a blue gleams, and we see Rawstarr ease out of the curtains, with Mrs. Rawness behind him.)

HS: “Here is Rawstarr coming into the arena with Mrs. Rawness. Rawstarr is also no stranger to AWA Cruiserweight Championships. He has held them in the past and is looking to make a statement here today against Atlas. That statement is to say that he is going to win the Fatal Fourway at Hell on Earth. If he beats Atlas tonight, then he will have good momentum heading into the match.”

(He walks down the isle with a swagger, and jumps in to the ring. Rawstarr walks around the ring, staring at Atlas. Atlas is also moving around the ring, staring right back at Rawstarr.)

FJ: “Wow, look at the intensity of these two competitors. I guess that they want to make that statement that you were talking about earlier Herb. Rawstarr and Atlas have something to prove. They want to prove that they can upset Ortega at Hell on Earth, but there can be only one winner, just like tonight can have only one winner.”

(Rawstarr comes charging out of the stare off and clotheslines Atlas. Atlas gets up and charges after Rawstarr, but Rawstarr hits Atlas with a drop toe hold. With Atlas lying face down on the mat, Rawstarr hits Atlas with a leg drop, crushing Atlas underneath it.)

FJ: “Whoa, I can't believe my eyes. Rawstarr is actually taking charge in the early part of this match.”

(Rawstarr picks up Atlas and gets him in a side headlock. Atlas pushes Rawstarr into the ropes and hits Rawstarr with power slam. While Rawstarr is lying on the ground, screaming in pain, Atlas gets to the mat and applies a front face lock. Rawstarr is moving about, trying to get free from the hold, but Atlas keeps the pressure applied. Atlas then lets go of Rawstarr's head, but not before shoving it to the mat. Atlas then walks to Rawstarr's legs and applies the Boston crab.)

HS: “Atlas now has the Boston crab locked in on Rawstarr. This is good match skill by Atlas, trying to wear down his opponent's legs, which are a key factor in Rawstarr's match abilities.”

(As Atlas has the hold in place, Rawstarr starts to crawl to the ropes, which are only a foot away from he reach. Atlas is still applying pressure, but Rawstarr is able to make it to the ropes. Atlas breaks free from the hold and goes straight to work on Rawstarr's legs. Atlas starts to stomp on the knees of Rawstarr, but Rawstarr just slides out of the ring after a few beatings from Atlas.)

FJ: “Good move by Rawstarr, trying to slow the match down to where he likes it.”

(Mrs. Rawness walks over to Rawstarr to see if he's ok. When the referee reaches six on his count out scale, Rawstarr slides back into the ring and faces Atlas. Rawstarr runs towards Atlas and hits him with a running DDT, leaving Atlas on his back in the ring. Rawstarr picks up Atlas and hits him with his 'Raw Bye' move which leaves Atlas on the ring yet again. Rawstarr picks up Atlas and sets him up for a suplex, but Atlas blocks the first attempt. Rawstarr tries again, but Atlas blocks it again. Atlas knees Rawstarr in the stomach and pushes him into the ropes. On the way back, Atlas hits Rawstarr with a drop kick, sending Rawstarr to the mat hard.)

FJ: “What a wonderful display of ability by Atlas. I can't believe how good of a match this is.”

HS: “You can say that again, Frank. This is a great match.”

(Atlas picks up Rawstarr and whips him into the ropes. On the way back, Atlas hits him with a powerslam. Atlas picks up Rawstarr again and whips him into the ropes, and hits him with another powerslam. Atlas then picks up Rawstarr and hoists him onto his shoulders with ...)

FJ: “...the Atlas Shrug! It's the Atlas Shrug! It seems like Rawstarr is trying to fight out of it, but Atlas is still applying that pressure. Atlas is stretching his arms all the way down. It looks like Rawstarr will tap. Can he hold out any longer?”

HS: “I don't know Frank. I think Rawstarr is about to tap. And he does. Atlas Johannson makes Rawstarr tap out to the Atlas Shrug and Atlas says that's all. I sure hope that after this loss tonight that Rawstarr will be back to his old form after his month of inactivity.”

FJ: “I hope so soon... he's got to win that Fatal Four Way next week at Hell On Earth.”

HS: “Good win by Atlas... perhaps the confidence booster he'll need. These two men will be watching the Triple Threat Match later tonight closely.”

FJ: “We'll be right back!”

(Again, a HOE commercial is shown, the same one with the Cruserweights from before. Also, a replay from Wrestlefest VI, DVD on sale now, where OOO pinned Sgt. Jeremy Price to win the Cruiserweight Title.)

HS: Welcome back fans, and our next match, like the last, promises to be one full of fast-paced action and high-risk maneuvers.

FJ: Boring! All these years and I still haven't understood how you like to call Cruiserweight matches so much! And all for what? To see tonight's winner beat the living crap out of Ortega and take his relatively newly won Cruiserweight Title?

HS: Well, Ryu Kaisar, the young newcomer, is already waiting inside the ring for his next two opponents, former Cruiserweight Champion, Sgt. Jeremy Price and also newcomer Xtreme Jeff.

(The lights go off. “Chapter Four” by Avenged Sevenfold starts as projectors scan the crowd. It spots Jeff coming out of the crowd walking down the stairs of the floor level signing autographs. He climb over the barricade and enter the ring. Silver pyro goes off on the four sides of the ring. He start stretching in the ring as Kaisar just looks him on, without any emotion at all.)

FJ: Who does this kid think he is? First match and he's already coming out from the crowd and signing autographs?

HS: You have to give this kid credit, Frank. He must really be charismatic.

(“Chapter Four” fades off as “Born in The USA” by Bruce Springsteen hits the PA system. Red white and blue spotlights roam the crowd. White flashes of lights follow the rhythm of the snare drum as Jeremy raises his arms high above his head and comes down the Aisle way. He climbs up to the apron and then climbs the outside side of the left turnbuckle and raises his arms again as the crowd erupts. He then climbs over the ropes and tries out the ropes a few times, getting pumped up for the match.)

HS: Here is our former Cruiserweight Champion. He really looks like he can take a win tonight to try and recapture the title that was taken from the current champ, Orlando Ortega.

FJ: You know? Even though I usually disagree with the crowd, I really like the Sarge. He is all about America.

(“Born in the USA” fades off as all three men inside the ring look around at each other. The referee talks to each of them real quick before making the bell sound, giving an official start to the Triple Threat match. All three men keep looking around at each other as “USA” chants fill the entire arena. Price salutes the crowd as XTJ actually joins the crowd in the chanting. Price smiles at XTJ. They both nod at each other in a mutual sign of early respect. Kaisar just looks at both of his opponents, as if studying them.)

HS: Seems like XTJ is a proud American as well. He got along with the Sgt. Price right off.

FJ: He will get along with Kaisar's fist pretty soon, too.

(All three men stalk each other inside the ring before all three jump into the center of the ring and lock horns. Price quickly kicks Kaisar in the gut before running towards a set of rope and missile drop kicking him on the hip. XTJ doesn't waste any time and runs towards the nearest set of ropes as well before jumping up with a Spinning Heel Kick, taking down a just stood Price. Price, XTJ and Kaisar quickly get up and stare at each other again. The crowd cheers for what promises to be a very fast-paced match-up, just what they like the most)

HS: Entertainment at its best, Frank, and it seems like the newcomer, Xtreme Jeff, has taken an early advantage in the first showdown.

FJ: Early advantages are what makes a wrestler good... whoever hits first, hits twice, and HARD at that... too bad XTJ is too freaking light! HAHA! Get it? Light!?

(Price and XTJ look at each other before jumping on Kaisar at the same time. Price and XTJ both kick Kaisar in the stomach at the same time and toss him against a set of ropes. Upon return, Price missile drop kicks Kaisar on the right knee cap as XTJ, at the4 same time, applies a beautifully applied Hurracanrana on Kaisar.)

HS: They are both now double teaming him; taking out what they think might be the weakest link.

FJ: You wanna play 'Who what's to be a millionaire' now? I got lots of questions you know?

HS: Do you have the money?

(Price and XTJ look at each other now, as Kaisar is on the mat. XTJ dives in for the cover but Price quickly pulls him off Kaisar by grabbing XTJ's feet. XTJ quickly gets up and gets on Price's face. As if on cue, they both run towards opposite ropes at the same time. XTJ drops on the mat and Price jumps over him and heads towards the next set of ropes. Price springs back but XTJ jumps over him, making Price keep running. As Price springs off, XTJ awaits for him, and, at the right moment, XTJ jumps up, grabs Price's neck and spins in the air, taking Price down with a spinning DDT!)

HS: What quickness!

(XTJ quickly makes the cover on Price. One... Two... two-count. XTJ quickly pulls Price up by the hair and hammers away on him, making the Sarge back into one of the corners. XTJ slaps Price's chest, making a loud THWACK!, making the crowd scream WOOOO! XTJ gets on the apron, grabs Price by the hair, gets on the top turnbuckle, with one jump, and hops up in the air and lands seated on Price's shoulders, before leaning back and rolling Price into a quick pin!)

FJ: Dang!

HS: A quick cover... one...

FJ: Look at Price's legs wobbling all around. Two!

HS & FJ: KICKOUT!

HS: “That was close!”

(XTJ pounds on the mat in frustration, then guides the shocked Price to his feet. Price shoves XTJ backward and then kicks him square in the gut. XTJ doubles over and Price, with chairs at his side, locks in a face lock.)

HS: “He’s calling for the Weapon of Mass Destruction!”

FJ: “I must say, so far, I’ve been wrong about this match!”

(As Price begins to lift XTJ up for the move, he quickly releases for a second because Ryu Kaisar is charging at him. Price releases XTJ, who catches himself on the ropes, and manages to block most of Kaisar’s shoulder block. However, the impact sends him back into the ropes, where he trips and falls through them.)

HS: “Oh no, Kaisar disrupted the move!”

FJ: “This is intense!”

(Kaisar leans over the ropes and taunts the former champ, not realizing that XTJ blocked the move after Price was forced to release it. Kaisar wheels around and is met face to face with XTJ. In one fluid motion he lifts XTJ up and slams him down, himself in a seated position, back first.)

HS and FJ: “SIDE EFFECT!”

(XTJ wastes no time pinning Kaisar and the referee counts ONE!...)

HS: “Price is getting to his feet!”

(TWO!...)

FJ: “He’s not going to make it!”

(THREE!)

HS: “It’s over!”

(Price is but a moment too late as XTJ rolls away with his arms up. He seems to be in as much shock as Jeremy Price, who looks on, befuddled.)

HS: My goodness, he did it! XTJ got a quick win on his debut match, and over the former Cruiserweight Champion too!!

FJ: “Well, technically, he didn’t beat Sgt. Jeremy Price… he beat Ryu Kaisar!”

HS: “Nevertheless, it will be Xtreme Jeff the final contestant for the Ortega's Cruiserweight Title at Hell on Earth. Along with Rawstarr and Atlas Johansson, XTJ will compete for the AWA Cruiserweight Title!”

(Kaisar rolls away from the mat and Sgt. Jeremy Price hops up onto the apron, locking eyes with the jubilant XTJ. Through the ropes, after a brief stare down, Price extends a hand to XTJ. The new cruiserweight title contender accepts and they shake hands to the cheers of the crowd. Price then hops down off the apron and heads up back the ramp.)

HS: “What a show of respect from these two great athletes.”

FJ: “I don’t think this is the last time they’ll face one another! I can’t believe I was impressed by cruiserweights again! You know, Herb, maybe I’ve been wrong about them.”

HS: “Javex… Fish… BlackJack… Whisper… Orlando Ortega… these guys are some of the greatest athletes AWA has ever seen! Of course you’ve been wrong about them!”

FJ: “I don’t think I’m wrong about that Mexican, Orlando Ortega.”

HS: “Actually, he’s Colombian…”

FJ: “Mexican, Colombian, Chinese… they’re all the s…”

HS: “Speak of the devil!”

(With Price halfway up the ramp, ‘ARRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIBAAAAAAAAAA’ shrilly echoes through the arena and the fans erupt in a frenzy. The camera shows several female fans dancing seductively to the peppy Spanish rhythm. As the words ‘I’m Feelin’ Hot’ are sung, out comes Orlando Ortega from the back, dressed in a white suit with a bright orange tie. He passes by Sgt. Jeremy Price, who gives him a nod, but Ortega, uncharacteristically, smirks at him with a little laugh. Price, with a look of puzzlement, shrugs it off and heads backstage.)

FJ: “Well what the hell is he doing out here?”

HS: “Probably coming to congratulate his new opponent, XTJ, on his surprising win.”

FJ: (sarcastically) “Oh, how noble.”

(Ortega, again uncharacteristically, walks straight to the ring, most business like, without acknowledging his fans. The camera focuses on a disappointed kid who had his arms held out, who is wearing an OOO T-Shirt.)

HS: “He seems so business like; he must have something important to say.”

FJ: “Gee, Sherlock, you figure that out from the microphone in his right hand and the briefcase in his left?”

HS: “OOO looks more like an executive than our flamboyant Cruiserweight Champ.”

(Ortega climbs the ring steps and slides through the ropes, not over them as usual. He looks at XTJ, stares him in the eye even, and then holds the microphone up to his mouth as the fans wait for his congratulatory speech.)

OOO: “What the hell are you still doing in my ring, muchacha?”

FJ: “What did he just say?”

HS: “I think he called XTJ a little girl…”

FJ: “Whoa… maybe I was wrong about OOO TOO!”

HS: “Wouldn’t be the first time.”

(The fans, and XTJ, are silent in shocked confusion.)

OOO: “Did I stutter? Maybe you didn’t understand my accent or something… that must be it because you’re STILL in my ring.”

HS: “I can’t believe what I’m hearing?”

(XTJ glares at OOO for a moment.)

OOO: “I could MAKE you leave the ring… you know, right here in front of these wannabe Mexican Reno fans.”

(Some fans begin to boo; others are still shocked.)

OOO: “That’s right… there you go little hermano… out of my ring. This ring isn’t for kids.”

(OOO stares XTJ square in the eye, who, as we can tell, is contemplating shutting OOO up, however, he just sighs in disgust at OOO and leaves the ring.)

FJ: “OOOH XTJ JUST GOT PUNKED DOWN!”

HS: “Actually, Herb, I think he’s saving it for Hell On Earth.”

FJ: “Whatever.”

(OOO takes his hand and ‘shoos’ away XTJ with a gesture. XTJ just smirks, clearly holding it back. OOO waits for him to start heading back and then holds the microphone up to his mouth. The fans grow quiet, anxious to see what’s up.)

OOO: “All right, now, I’m out here tonight on behalf of the AWA Administration.”

FJ: “What?”

OOO: “For those of you who don’t know what that means, like most of you I’m sure, it means I’m out here on official AWA business. You see I have in here, in this shiny briefcase right here, a contract. A special AWA issued contract that I, myself, requested to present to one lucky AWA rookie.”

FJ: “A contract? I wonder who it’s for?”

HS: “I think I have an idea.”

(OOO holds up the briefcase for everyone to see, before turning towards the entrance ramp, feigning speaking to this new star directly.)

OOO: “If you haven’t guessed it already, which I’m sure you were all too slow to do, it’s the man who was so lucky last week as to miraculously best the Greatest Luchador of all time, ME, in a one on one singles match.”

HS: “What’s with his new attitude?”

FJ: “I don’t know, but I’m feeling it.”

OOO: “Stevo, get your tail out here right now.”

(Orlando says this with a forced smile, relieving some members of the crowd momentarily. However, we can tell that some of them are starting to get disgruntled.)

(“The Taste of Ink,” by The Used begins to play and Stevo and Dirty immediately walk down the entrance ramp towards the ring. The fans give him a nice cheer and a round of applause.)

OOO: “Yeah, yeah, that’s it, good job Stevo.”

(Stevo and Dirty climb into the ring and walk up to OOO.)

OOO: “Whoa, whoa, whoa… wait a minute. I asked for Stevo, not Muddy.”

HS: “Actually, his name is Dirty viewers.”

FJ: “Muddy… hehe, classic.”

(Dirty looks irate, but Stevo mumbles something to him, calming him down. Dirty then climbs out of the ring and heads to the back. Before he exits the arena, he looks back at Stevo, he reassures him it’s ok to leave.)

FJ: “Parting is such sweet sorrow.”

HS: (Jokingly.) “Nice quote. I didn’t know you were so refined.”

FJ: “What do you mean, quote? I made that up myself.”

OOO: “There, that’s better… geesh… you can’t even follow simple directions… I don’t know WHY I agreed to this.”

“Anyway, there, Stevie Ray, we all saw this past week on Xplosion, you pull off the UPSET of the Century.”

(Some fans cheer. OOO rolls his eyes.)

OOO: “Amazingly... you pinned me to the mat. So, one would THINK that I’d come out here to congratulate you right? You know, and offer this lucrative contract. Congratulations man… you beat me when I was feeling incredibly ill and hung over.”

HS: “This is just nonsense.”

FJ: “Why you say that?”

OOO: “So, you were at your 100% absolute best, and I, I was maybe 25%... not to mention I was OBVIOUSLY unconcerned with you. I mean, you’re a nobody, a nothing… I have no friggan idea why the AWA wants to hire you. You get lucky one night and beat the AWA’s best young superstar and the guys in the back think you should get a contract!” “So, I guess, without further ado, Steph-o, here, in this briefcase is your future of the AWA.”

(OOO hands the briefcase to Stevo, who holds it up for him to open. OOO opens it and pulls out a clipboard with a piece of paper on it. He also reaches in with his left hand and palms something shiny, that the camera cannot see, nor can Stevo.)

HS: “What was that?”

FJ: “I didn’t see anything.”

(He hands the clipboard to Stevo, who scans it over and then immediately signs it with a big smile. He hands it back to OOO who looks it over and smiles himself. Ortega then extends a hand to Stevo and we can over hear him say…)

OOO: “Welcome to the AWA!”

(The two shake hands and the fans begin to clap. Suddenly, however, Ortega’s face turns serious and he grips Stevo’s hand tight. Stevo tries to break free but Ortega swings with his free hand. Stevo drops instantly to the mat and Ortega holds his free hand high revealing brass knuckles. He then tosses the clipboard on the unconscious Stevo’s and picks up the microphone as the crowd boo’s.)

FJ: “YEP! I was DEFINATLY wrong about OOO.”

HS: “This is just a despicable act. I have no idea what’s gotten into Ortega. But these Reno fans are letting him have it. As they should.”

OOO: “I’m sure you’re all wondering why I did this… why I felt Stephon here deserved this punishment. Well, quite frankly, you ingrates have no one to blame but yourself!”

(At this the crowd, obviously, boo’s loudly.)

OOO: “Don’t you get it? You all made me do this. You made me do it when you forced me to face this piece of garbage in the ring. You made me do it when you cheered for him. You made me do it when you DIDN’T cheer for me! You don’t realize how much better I am than all of you… than anyone in the AWA right now! You people should be worshiping me like a god!”

(The crowd now boo’s even louder, naturally.)

OOO: "And, like a god, no mere mortals could beat me at 100%. No one, I am the greatest luchador of all time, and soon, I'll be the greatest Cruiserweight of all time!"

"I'll be better than Blackjack... I'll be better than Javex Valerius... I'll be better than Whisper... I'll be better than Low, err, the Voyeur... I'll be better than the Fish!"

(The crowd again boos at this speech.)

HS: "Those are some legendary names, and future legends, on that list. Orlando Ortega is just being arrogant."

FJ: "Oh, hush, didn't you hear? You should respect the greatest cruiserweight of all time."

OOO: "Oh, wait a minute, what am I saying?"

HS: "I'm glad he's come to his senses."

OOO: "I ALREADY AM BETTER THAN EACH AND EVERY ONE OF THOSE MEN!"

"And next week, at Hell On Earth, I'll prove just how good I am. I'm going to defeat three other men in a Fatal Four Way for my Title. And, as expected, I'll retain, to go on and eventually break BlackJack's weak little record, and solidify my name as the GREATEST OF ALL TIME!"

(Again, the crowd boos. Kinda predictable huh?)

OOO: “Oh… you all can just kiss my…”

(Suddenly, interrupting Ortega mid-sentence, ‘The Taste of Ink’ hits again and down the ramp comes Dirty, wielding a chair to a huge pop. Ortega quickly hightails it out of the ring and escapes through the crowd as Dirty gives chase. Dirty slams the chair on the outside railing and then climbs into the ring helping Stevo to his feet.)

HS: “Ortega just got what he deserved… hell, he deserved worse!”

FJ: “Whatever… Ortega finally has come to his senses!”

(Dirty helps Stevo to his feet to applause from the crowd as the camera fades to commercial.)

(Another HOE commercial is shown, this time hyping both the No Limit Title Match, with special emphasis on the unknown stipulations, as well as the US Title rematch from Wrestlefest VI.)

(The camera quickly cuts back from commercial early to a view of a dressing room, but unlike the dressing rooms of most, this dressing room in different. Within this room we are shrouded with darkness with the exception of one corner of the room. Pacing back forth we see a man clad in a sharp looking suit. As the camera zooms in closer and closer we see that this man is none of than Dave Santini, he begins to speak.) Santini: “I have a task for you tonight, something that I HAVE TO HAVE DONE!!!!” (In an instant the corner of the room in which Santini is standing is covered in shadow as a massive silhouette steps in front of the light. From the sheer tone of the demented voice ringing out through the room, we can tell this is the room of Brian Williams.) Williams: “Santini, I WILL NOT be your minion!” (We hear Santini's voice pick up, and the atmosphere within the room changes to a tense and very uneasy environment.) Santini: “YOU WILL CARRY OUT MY PLAN….OR FACE THE CONSEQUENCES!!!” HS: “What in the world?” FJ: “The boss has just told Brian Williams to do it or face the consequences.” HS: “Do what, I wonder?”

HS: “And what consequences? The same as Low, perhaps? What does Santini have up his sleeve?”

FJ: “I don’t know, but I bet it’s good.”

HS: “We’ll be right back again.”

(A Powersauce bar commercial is shown, as well as another San Andreas commercial.)

(Back from commercial we are greeted with White, Red, Gold, and Green lights flash as “No Remorse” by Metallica hits the arena. The fans erupt into cheers.)

HS: “Here he is, the AWA No Limit Champion, Nathan Hawthorne-Lee!”

FJ: “You said it Herb, NHL is here tonight and he is finally going to reveal to us what he plans on doing to Andreas Lasiewicz at Hell on Earth.”

(NHL emerges from the curtain area with his AWA No Limit Championship belt around his waist. Sarah follows NHL and stands behind him. He stands there for a moment, staring out around the crowd, getting psyched up for the upcoming match. A short while later, NHL explodes from his trance with rage and excitement. He walks down the ramp, throwing his arms in the air, pumping himself up and the crowd for the upcoming clash.)

FJ: “Here is the young rookie who has recently taken the whole AWA by storm. He has been in some tough matches, but he has seemed to pull away victorious every time.”

HS: “What are you talking about Frank? NHL lost his triple threat match with Saidogai and Jack Happy last week.”

FJ: “His shoulders were never pinned for that match, so therefore he never lost. He's been saying it all week. It may count as a lost match, but for the individual that is NHL, he is still undefeated. Until his shoulders are pinned or he is forced to submit to a hold, and it counts towards the final outcome for that match, NHL is still undefeated in my book.”

(NHL then pauses in front of the ring for a few seconds, as if he couldn't wait to get in. He then makes his way to the ring steps, taking his time climbing up each step. NHL takes his time getting into the ring through the top and middle ropes. Sarah follows her husband to the ring, entering from under the middle rope. He walks to the middle of the ring, takes his No Limit belt off, and slowly raises his arms in the air with is title in one hand. He makes his way to the nearest turnbuckle and does the same.)

FJ: “Look at that awesome display right there. No wonder why he's the current No Limit Champion.”

HS: “Would you just get over yourself already. It seems as though NHL is ready to start this thing off. He has his No Limit title on his left shoulder, he has his microphone in his right hand, but he's just pacing the ring.”

FJ: “Don't you forget that NHL is a current member of Toxic Melody, and that is being shown right now on his tights. NHL is a proud member of that group and he is a powerful champion. I am proud to have him leading this organization with the No Limit title.”

NHL: “I just want to make something very clear. In case some people forgot, on Sunday December 19, 2004, I defeated Andreas Lasiewicz in my only second match here in the American Wrestling Alliance. That was a grueling match, one that almost cost me some shelf time, but since then I have been on top. I have the AWA No Limit Championship and I have an impressive first run. This run doesn't plan on stopping either. When I won the No Limit Championship, I was blessed by some investors, known to all as Toxic Melody. Snake, Maria, and John have been great to me. They have been in great support of me and my abilities. I am also in strong support of Snake on winning that Hell Bowl Chamber at Hell on Earth, just a week today.

NHL: “And with speaking of Hell on Earth, Toxic Melody is in high support of my first No Limit title defense against Andreas Lasiewicz. But I want to get away from the past. I want to get straight down to business. Speaking of that great event known as Hell on Earth, our...'great' commissioner has granted me with the task of picking out the stipulation that will surround my first title defense in AWA history. I have been racking my excellent and superior brain for a whole week trying to get a great stipulation for this match. I was pondering, I went and sought some advice from my fellow TM members, and I even consulted my, uh, my 'darker' side as to what I should have planned. Then I went back to the name of the pay-per-view...Hell on Earth. I had to stay true to the name, so I decided to do just that. I have taken all of the advice that everyone's been giving me and I finally put it to some good use. But the first match I came up with had too much to it, and I wouldn't want to complicate things for me on regaining my title, so I took a simpler approach and decided to have a compromise with myself.”

FJ: “Oh I can't wait to hear that this is!”

NHL: “That compromise gave me the opportunity to make the match a true Hell on Earth and make it virtually impossible for the Gambit to win the match. I also made it a little bit simple for myself, seeing as I will dominate the whole match. I have decided to make it a...”

(...NHL pauses for a moment...)

FJ: “What is it? I'm so excited!”

NHL: “...a Two out of Three Falls match!”

(The crowd cheers at the remarkable news that they have received.)

HS: “My god, I can't believe it. The match will be decided two out of three falls!”

FJ: “This is great! I can't believe what I just heard!”

NHL: “But wait, there's more...a LOT more! I decided to add a little 'Triple Threat' of my own inside this match. The first fall will be decided by our very own finishing maneuvers that set up our respective victories for a pinfall. This will be to test the skill of each competitor. This skill is very important, in that it helps to mold and mature wrestlers. The second fall will be decided by pinfall. This will test the determination of a wrestler, a trait that is almost required to win championship belts. The third match, if it even gets that far, will be determined by submission. This will test the spirit of not only the person who is using the hold, but of the person who is inside the hold. It tests the spirit of desire. If you want it that bad, you will find a way to keep the hold on or to break free. Now, the winner has to win only by two falls, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't miss out on that other trait that had eluded them. If you happen to win a match like this, all of the traits and others that weren't even mentioned are almost a given because you had the skill, determination, and spirit to win that match. I'll give everyone a minute to let that sink in.”

FJ: “This is remarkable. I can't even believe that I just heard THIS. I thought the two out of three falls match was good, but the stipulations for each match just make it go off the chart. This has to be the best idea I have heard in a recent history. This is just extravagant.”

HS: “I share those exact emotions, Frank. This was something that I didn't expect.”

NHL: “But I'm not done yet. Oh no. The rules for the No Limit Championship are still in effect. Every decision must take place in the ring, or it doesn't count. Think hard about this match Gambit, because when you meet me in the ring next Sunday at Hell on Earth, I will be the one educating you in the art of wrestling. Now, I have a tag team match scheduled next. Send out Baird so we can manhandle that fat clown and his gambling buddy.”

HS: “This has been such an eventful night, just one week away from Hell on Earth.”

FJ: “I can't wait for Hell on Earth. This has made me so excited, I can't wait. And I can't wait for this next match, it's going to be so intense!”

******(The match starts out with Baird and Lasiewicz going one on one. Lasiewicz goes for springboard but gets caught on the rope and hurts his leg. Baird gets most of the offense from that point, but Lasiewicz manages a hot tag and Happy comes in and cleans house. Happy throws NHL out of the ring and Baird and Happy go neck and neck for a bit. Baird refuses to tag NHL at times and, at one point during the match, both NHL and Lasiewicz both make simultaneous blind tags to enter. NHL and Lasiewicz get mixed offense but Baird, unbeknownst to NHL, tries to enter. Happy comes in to stop him and the referee sees Happy, getting in his face. With the ref’s back to him, Baird clotheslines Lasiewicz’s leg from behind, allowing NHL, who still didn’t know about Baird’s interference, to nail a spine buster and then hang on to lock in the Penalty. With his injured leg, Lasiewicz has no choice but to tap out before Happy can make the save. Happy kicks NHL off of Lasiewicz moments too late and NHL takes offense. The two have a brief stare down before Baird enters and Happy and Baird start throwing punches and brawling. Security comes to the ring to try and break up the melee as the commercial rolls.)******

(A commercial for the Hell Bowl at HOE is shown with a brief interlude by each star in it. Afterwards, a commercial for AWAShop is shown with new T-shirts for Fish, BlackJack and NHL, plus dozens of other, all on special sale for only $19.99 when you order with your MasterCard. The camera fades back to the Lawlor Events Center circling dozens of screaming fans. It then rests on the announcers table.)

HS: "Welcome back ladies and gentlemen, and, if you're just joining us, you have missed a gem!"

FJ: "That's right, even I've been nothing but impressed. We started things off by watching Maxx Skabb pin Xavier Pain to win the Triple Threat match that also featured Draven Shadows."

HS: "Then we saw a battle of two potential Cruiserweight Champs at Hell On Earth when Atlas pulled out a victory against Rawstarr."

FJ: "Then, and to my surprise, we had a great contest of even MORE cruiserweights in a Triple Threat match to determine the final participant in the Fatal Four Way for that title at Hell On Earth!"

HS: "And to everyone ELSES surprise, newcomer XTJ pulled out the upset win over Ryu Kaisar and former champion, Sgt. Jeremy Price."

FJ: "After that, Orlando Ortega came out and offered Stevo an AWA contract following Stevo's upset win over the Cruiserweight Champion this passed Xplosion."

HS: "And to everyone's shock, OOO had more to offer Stevo than a contract. Orlando seems to have given up on the fans and Stevo got nailed with a pair of brass knuckles for his trouble."

FJ: "After that, United States Champion Colin Baird teamed up with that Hockey guy..."

HS: "You mean No Limit Champion NHL?"

FJ: "Don't interrupt... Baird teamed with NBA to face the team of Andreas Lasiewicz and the American Fatass Jack Happy."

HS: "The Gambit was hurt early and, after a cheap shot by Colin Baird, NHL was able to lock in the Penalty and pick up the win for his team and hte confidence boost going into his No Limit title match this Sunday at Hell On Earth."

FJ: "Then things got heated and security had to break up the brawl between Baird and Happy. It was intense!"

HS: "And that's where we are so far, folks, and, if you payed attention to the billing closely, you'd know that we're just about ready for the Tag Team lottery to determine the two teams that will be facing the Aquatic Aces next week at Hell On Earth for the Tag Team Titles."

(Suddenly "Pour Some Sugar On Me" strikes up over the PA System and Commissioner Santini appears on the rampway, with a sarcastic smile evident out of the corner of his mouth. He confidently marches out towards the ring as his music plays out. Santini climbs into the ring through the middle ropes and plucks a mic from his suit jacket pocket as the crowd boo and jeer his every movement)

SANTINI: "Like you think I have time to address you pathetic individuals every night I am out here"

(He pauses)

SANTINI: "I am here tonight for one reason and one reason only...and that's to announce the final details for AWA Hell On Earth. So let's get on with it!"

(Santini steps back as he watches two stagehands bring out a table, cover it in a velvet cloth and place a clear, revolving sphere in the centre of the table. They look towards the Commissioner for approval and as Santini nods, they exit the ring)

SANTINI: "In front of me, I have everything I need to announce the details of the AWA Tag Team Title Match for AWA Hell On Earth. That's right. In just seven days time, The Aquatic Aces will defend their recently won crown against not one, not two, but three Tag Teams and the participants in that match can all be found in this Draft Lottery that lies in front of me. Now the names in question are...Xavier Pain, Stevo, Ryu Kaisar and Draven Shadows. Each man will be drawn from the Lottery Draw. The first two names drawn will parter each other and the third and fourth name will partner each other and both team will have the opportunity to compete for AWA gold against the Tag Team Champions, The Aquatic Aces in a Triple Threat Tag Team Match...and the first name out of the Draw..."

(Santini pauses as the Ring Announcer, who had now made his way to the center of the ring, plucks out a piece of paper from the Lottery Draw and hands it to the AWA Commissioner...)

SANTINI: "...and the first name is...DRAVEN SHADOWS...and his partner will be..."

(There is a slight delay as the Ring Announcer selects another piece of paper and passes it to Commissioner Santini)

SANTINI: "...XAVIER PAIN...and the second team will comprise of...RYU KAISAR...and...STEVO!!"

SANTINI: "So there you have it ladies and gentleman. The teams of Ryu Kaisar and Stevo and Draven Shadows and Xavier Pain will compete in a Triple Threat AWA Tag Team Title match at AWA Hell On Earth. We will also see on what will undoubtedly be an eventful night...Poppa take on Maxx Skabb. Nathan Hawthorne-Lee defend his AWA No Limit Title against the Number One Contender, Andreas Lasiewicz in a Best Out Of Three Falls Match. "Outrageous" Orlando Ortega will place his title on the line on that very night in a Fatal Fourway against Rawstarr, "Atlas" Johansson and the winner of tonight's earlier match, X-Treme Jeff. Colin Baird will also defend his AWA United States Title against "The American Fatass" Mr.Jack Happy and in stipulations agreed and signed only 30 minutes before Shock came on the air here tonight, I can announce that the United States Title match will be none other than a 30-Minute Iron Man Match. The final match at Hell On Earth will be the match to end all matches in the structure to end all careers as Bryan Peek, Snake, John Williams, Low and Brian Williams will all be locked inside the AWA Elimination Chamber along with the current AWA World Champion, Dark Warrior. One by one, each man will fall until only one battered, bloody and bruised man is left standing...Well left barely conscious anyway...and that man will be crowned the AWA World Champion and to ensure "Law & Order" is kept in that match, the only man in the AWA that can keep those six ego's in check will be responsible for ensuring that the TRUE Champion walks out with the Title...and that man of course is me and of course you can guarantee that your Commissioner, Dave"The Rave" Santini will call everything straight down the middle!!"

(There is a gleam in Santini's eye as he finishes addressing the jeering AWA crowd, before "Pour Some Sugar On Me" strikes up once more and Santini exits the ring)

(COMMERCIAL)

(We cut back from commercial to the smiling faces of Herb and Frank. Frank, specifically, looks very excited.)

HS: “Ladies and gentlemen, up next is our main event of the evening, a 'Low Rules' Match, pitting the five-time AWA World Champion Low against the current AWA World Champion Jeff Christianson.”

FJ: “However, by order from Commissioner Santini, this match will not be for the World title.”

HS: “Christianson is on a bit of a losing streak going into Hell On Earth, but he put up this challenge to Low to prove to him that he is in fact the better technical wrestler. Now, before we explain the rules to you, let's go back to August 3rd, 2003, when these men clashed the last time.”

(A fast-paced video highlights some of the technical exchanges from the match that gave Low the right to call European rules 'Low rules' in the AWA. We see both men applying a variety of submission holds and countering them, including their signature holds. In the end, the ring announcers tells the crowd that the judges have decided to award the match to Low, three rounds to two.)

FJ: “So Herb, why don't you explain the rules to us?”

HS: “In this match there will be five rounds at the most, each round lasting three minutes. The match ends if one of the participants gains a pinfall, a submission or of the opponent is disqualified or counted out. If there is no winner at the end of the fifth round, as was the case in 2003, we will have three judges from the AWA offices at ringside, all with extensive wrestling knowledge, who will decide on a winner.”

FJ: “And by what criteria do they judge?”

HS: “Holds and counter holds will get a certain amount of points. Technical wrestling will give you a higher amount of points than, say, high-flying wrestling. Counters, submission holds and cover attempts will get you many points, cheating of ANY kind will lead to points being taken away.”

(“Metal Machine Music, Part 4” by Lou Reed begins to play as the crowd erupts into a mix of cheers and boos, with more boos than cheers, however. All the lights in the arena go on and Low walks out from the back and down the ramp, highly concentrated and walking straight to the ring.)

HS: “Just a few days ago on Xplosion Brian and John Williams, Bryan Peek and Snake were brawling in the middle of the ring. Today, the final two competitors of Hell On Earth's main event will battle it out in a very different environment than the Chamber.”

FJ: “Dark Warrior has lost to both Williams brothers in recent weeks, while Low has defeated King Chozen and Maxx Skabb. However, Christianson has been questioning the quality of Low's opposition.”

(Low slides into the ring and walks over to one corner. “Family Ties” by a lot of people hits the Lawlor Events Center and Jeff Christianson comes walking down the ramp to a solid chorus of boos, followed closely by Paige. Christianson gets into the ring and proudly displays his new AWA World Heavyweight title belt.)

HS: “Christianson is a three-time AWA World Champion and the man who reunited the two AWA World title of the roster split. He has been on or near the top of the AWA ever since he defeated Dave Santini at Vortex, however, he has never beaten Low.”

FJ: “But today could be the very first time, after all, this Jeff Christianson is not the same man Low faced in 2002 and 2003.”

(Christianson hands the belt to Paige, who then leaves the ring. We see the three judges walking down to ringside and sitting down next to the announce table. Low and DW are now standing only a few feet away from each other, looking straight into the others' eyes as the referee explains the rules to them.)

FJ: “Why would the referee explain the rules of a 'Low Rules' Match to Low? They are HIS rules!”

HS: “Maybe because Low tends to 'forget' the rules?”

FJ: “Hmmmm, maybe...”

(The referee tells the two men to shake each others hand and they do so. The referee calls for the bell and Low and DW start circling each other. Remembering they only have three minutes each round, they quickly lock up and DW gets the first advantage by putting Low into a side headlock. Low Irish whips him into the ropes, but DW reverses it and as Low bounces off the ropes, DW drops him with a drop toehold. He immediately crosses Low's legs and pulls them back applying a variation of the Indian deathlock. DW then floats over and grabs Low in a side headlock, but just as Low threatens to get up from that, DW spins around and applies a front face lock.)

HS: “Quick technical wrestling from the World Champion.”

(Low is able to get up to his knees and then to one foot. Low pulls both of DW's legs out from under him and goes for a figure four leg lock, however DW is able to roll him up in a small package and gets a one-count only.)

FJ: “DW certainly surprised Low there.”

(Both men are back up and Low takes DW over with a fireman's carry. He holds on to the arm and applies and arm bar, but DW is quickly up on his feet again. He grounds Low with a fireman's carry of his own, but Low holds on to the arm, wraps his legs around DW's head and from a grounded position applies a triangle hold. DW shifts his body weight, though, and rolls Low up for 1..... 2..... and a kick out.)

FJ: “Second cover from the Champion.”

(Low holds on to the triangle hold, but DW grabs the middle rope and Low immediately releases the hold to a nice round of applause from the Reno crowd. They lock up again but Low quickly gets down on his knees and pulls DW's legs under from under him again. He spins DW around and applies an STF.)

HS: “This certainly won't do any good to Christianson's already injured ankle.”

FJ: “Wasn't it his knee?”

HS: “Well, after last week's attack with that chair I am sure it doesn't matter what part of the leg it is, they all hurt.”

(DW is clearly in pain, however, he again manages to reach the ropes and Low has to break the hold. DW is now holding his leg, but Low grabs the leg and hits an elbow drop onto it, then a second one and a third one. He pulls DW into the middle of the ring and applies an ankle lock.)

FJ: “This is Christianson's finisher!”

HS: “First of all, Christianson's differs from this one, and secondly, Low's been using it for years himself.”

FJ: “Well, true.”

(Christianson is able to power and roll through, sending Low through the ropes and to the outside. DW slowly gets back up, but Low slides right back into the ring and tackles DW right into his injured leg, sending him back to the mat. Low then picks DW up and hits a shin breaker. He holds on to the leg and pulls DW to the ground. Low then spins around and applies the figure four leg lock.)

HS: “With Christianson's injured leg this could already spell the end for him.”

FJ: “But DW is holding on and fighting to get out of the figure four!”

(Indeed DW is trying to reach the ropes, but they are too far away. He then tries to power himself and turn Low around, but Low is able to keep his balance and keep the figure four locked in. The referee asks DW if he wants to give up, but the World Champion shakes his head and screams “Noooo!” Suddenly, a clock appears in the corner of our screen and the crowd starts counting down as Low tries to apply more pressure on the hold. 5..... 4..... 3..... 2..... 1! The bell rings, the first round is over.)

FJ: “Low has to release the figure four leg lock as this first round has come to an end.”

HS: “Dark Warrior started well and showed us some crisp chain wrestling. He has two cover attempts to his credit, while Low successfully applied the triangle hold and the figure four leg lock. I see this round as being almost even, with a slight advantage going to Low.”

(Paige tends to DW from the outside, as the Champion holds his leg and tries to get a breather in the corner. However, the bell is rung again and Low immediately walks over to DW. He pulls him into the middle of the ring and goes for the figure four again, but DW is able to kick him off with his other leg and sends Low face first right into the corner. DW is back up on his feet but is noticeably limping. Low turns around and runs at DW, but DW surprises Low by rolling through and applying a rolling Boston crab! After just a few seconds, though, Low is able to grab DW's leg, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the mat. Low himself rolls through and applies a single leg Boston crab on his own. He then steps over DW's leg and applies the STF again.)

HS: “DW's is hurting too much, he shouldn't even have signed for this match.”

FJ: “That's why he is the Champ, this isn't the first time he faced a challenger injured.”

HS: “It also wouldn't be the first time that costs him a match.”

(Low realizes that DW won't tap in an STF and releases it. However, he grabs both of DW's arms and turns him around to cover him for 1..... 2..... and a kick out, but DW is able to roll onto Low and apply another side headlock. Low powers up, though, and lifts DW up for another shin breaker, but DW is actually to roll over Low and land right behind him. He holds his leg, though, and Low kicks DW into the gut and goes for the Low Stunner, but DW is able to push him off and into the ropes. As Low runs towards him DW reaches around Low's waist and attempts a German suplex, but Low blocks it by wrapping his leg around DW's. Low then spins around DW and grabs his arm in the process, going for the Low Standard, but DW counters with an elbow to the side of Low's head and hits a Stunner of his own!)

FJ: “Dark Warrior just hit the Stunner on Low!”

HS: “He's crawling over to him!”

(DW is able to cover Low and hook his leg. He gets 1..... 2..... and a kick out. DW now complains to the referee that the count was too slow, but he sees Low charging him and picks up. DW now goes for a shoulder breaker, but Low is able to slide down and land behind DW. Low reaches around, grabs DW's arm, forces him to the mat and applies the Low Standard!)

HS: “Nobody gets out of the Low Standard!”

FJ: “Then again, Low has barely weakened Christianson's arm and shoulder.”

(Low pulls back on the Low Standard and DW has nowhere to go. However, Low suddenly releases the Low Standard, grabs Christianson's injured leg, pulls him into the middle of the ring and applies an ankle lock. DW is again screaming in pain as Paige is trying to encourage him not to tap out. The referee asks Dark Warrior if he wants to tap and DW lifts his hand is if he is about to, but just before he taps he puts down his hand and shakes his head again. The clock appears again and the crowd counts down... 5..... 4..... 3..... 2..... 1! The second round is over.)

FJ: “Dark Warrior was fighting in that ankle lock, but he withstood the pain and did not give up.”

HS: “He is in obvious pain and now Paige has entered the ring and along with the referee is tending to Dark Warrior and his leg. Maybe they should end this match right now.”

FJ: “Jeff Christianson won't allow this to happen.”

(Low is looking at Paige and the referee discussing with Christianson, who shakes his head and apparently wants to continue this match. Paige gets out of the ring and the referee calls for the ball to start the third round. Dark Warrior is coming out of his corner and yells at Low and signals him to come and fight!)

HS: “Christianson is determined to continue this match, even though round two most certainly went to Low.”

FJ: “There are still three more rounds left, Herb.”

(Low blankly stares at Christianson and then quickly walks towards him. Christianson readies himself for another lock-up, but Low just kicks straight at his injured leg, grabs his head and hits the Low Stunner! The crowd erupts in a mixture of boos and cheers, but Low wastes no time and grabs Christianson's legs. He pulls him into the middle of the ring, steps over, turns DW around and applies the Low Profile!)

FJ: “The Low Profile! Christianson has nowhere to go!”

HS: “He seems barely conscious after that Stunner, but now he seems to try fighting it.”

FJ: “Low pulls back even more!”

(Christianson fights the Low Profile and tries to power his upper body up, but Low pulls back and applies more pressure on Christianson's back and legs. The ropes are too far away, so DW grabs Low's foot and tries to make him lose his balance, but Low pulls back even more. Christianson now even bites his finger to resist the urge to tap out, but after a few more seconds the pain is too much for him and he finally taps out! Low wins by submission.)

HS: “Low just beat the World Champion!”

FJ: “Imagine if Santini had allowed this to be for the title!”

(“Metal Machine Music, Part 4” begins to play, but Low doesn't release the hold. Instead, he pulls back as much as he can. Paige slides into the ring and pleads with Low to release the hold, but Low doesn't care. Just as the referee threatens to disqualify Low, he finally releases the hold.)

HS: “Jeff Christianson goes into Hell On Earth with losses to both Williams brothers and Low, as well as being betrayed by Bryan Peek. Order Hell On Earth next week to see if Christianson can defend his title.”

FJ: " Just a second Herb, we aren't finished here tonight."

(The lights go out. As the ominous opening chords begin to build, after a long pause, a single deep red light falls on the ramp way. Smoke billows from the entrance creating an ominous haze, from within the haze we see the seven monster's silhouette as he pauses, and a barrage of pyrotechnic explosions ignite in the arena, and then he slowly walks towards the ring, he then enters the ring by methodically stepping over the ropes.)

HS: " My God Brian Williams is here, and Dark Warrior is defenseless."

FJ: "Brian Williams' didn't come alone Herb, the Commish is at the top of the rampway…!"

(Williams looks towards the ramp with a disgusted look in his eye, Santini merely stares back at him with his arms crossed and a sneer adorning his face. Williams then exits the ring and proceeds to the time keepers table, he grabs DW's belt and proceeds back to the ring.)

HS: "OH NO…Look at this, he has the belt, and what a sick expression."

FJ: "Obsession Herb…he is obsessed with that title."

(Williams then stalks towards Dark Warrior whom is starting to stir slowly. As DW gets up Williams takes a three steps before planting him with a big boot, then picking him up and tossing him into the corner. Williams then drives DW's own belt into his face, screaming "ITS MINE" over and over again. Williams then hauls off, and drives DW in the forehead with the title repeatedly, until a large laceration opens over DW's eye. DW slumps to the ground. But Williams does not relent, he continues to drive the title into DW's face until finally he stops and stands back admiring his work. Williams then looks towards Santini again whom is motioning for Williams to approach. Williams reaches down and grabs a handful of DW's blood drenched hair, and begin to drag him towards Santini.)

FJ: "Dear God that was brutal. "

HS: "Santini was right DW, may not make it to Hell on Earth"

(Williams reaches Santini, and then haplessly tosses DW down, face first onto the shoes of Santini, Williams then turns and begins to stare deep within the facing of the World Title, as a sickening smile crosses his face.)

HS: "That was sick, and look at this Santini has some how or another convinced Brian Williams to do his dirty work."

FJ: "I love it…I love it…..These two are unstoppable…"

(Santini then shifts and reaches around from behind, grabbing the title and ripping from Williams hands, as Williams grows wide eyed from rage, the two men exchange a glare filled with hatred as the AWA logo appears on the screen)