(AWA Shock starts up with the entrance video package, and pyros bursting throughout the arena to the screaming fans adore. We catch signs all around the arena for all the superstars of the AWA here tonight. We cut to Frank and Herb at the announcers table.)

HS: Hello everyone and welcome to AWA Sunday Night Shock here on March 6th 2005 in the 2004 World Series Champions city and Super bowl Champions, of Boston Massachusetts. Right in the Fleet Center.

FJ: And I am Frank Jackson, a man that hates both those teams, and the fact that my colleague didn’t’ even mention me.

HS: I was just getting to you, just had to announce the arena.

FJ: Well what about my accolades?

HS: Your not even from Boston.

FJ: I could be…

HS: Anyone could be…lets get to the accolades that will have impact after Shocks broadcast for everyone here tonight, as we get ready for a jam Packed night of great action and matches.

FJ; We sure do, the AWA always ready to deliver.

HS: We sure are, and it all gets topped off with a huge announcement from Lori regarding Jack Happys replacement and futre. In regards to lethal Louise.

FJ: I wonder what that crazy family could be coming up with tonight.

HS: Happy is currently injured and before that he was sick…don’t show such disrespect.

FJ: Well lets get to the first match of the evening, and then some thoughts on my disrespect as we return.

HS: You’re a joke, but these two men are not. John Williams and Andreas Lasiewicz.

("Open You Eyes" by Alter Bridge begins to play, to massive heat from the crowd. John Williams appear at the top of the ramp, wearing a sleeveless t-shirt and his usual wrestling tights. He starts walking down to the ring, badmouthing fans on his way.)

HS: “What a jerk! The fan favorite of old is gone for good, it seems.”

FJ: “And a man of integrity has emerged in his place. You’ve gotta love The Icon!”

(Eventually, Williams reaches the ring, slides in and awaits his opponent. While doing so, he walks around further inciting the crowd, who starts a “You suck!” chant)

(The arena darkens slowly. An air siren begins to sound, with green spotlights shooting in all directions as an infamous slogan is revealed on the big screen: )

COME N' PLACE YA BETS!!

("Welcome to the Jungle" suddenly thunders from the P.A system. The Gambit steps out from behind the curtain, a traditional cigarette in his mouth as he stalks his way down to the ring, and he cracks a cheeky grin. )

HS: "And here comes "The Gambit"! Listen to this crowd! What an unexpected ovation!"

FJ: "How can they cheer for that... that murderer?"

HS: "Well if you haven't realized Frank, Lasiewicz was cleared of all crimes just a couple of days ago..."

FJ: "Well... How can they cheer for that... that... liar and fraud?"

HS: "He can never do anything right in your eyes can he?"

FJ: "Yes he can, make this match as quick as possible and lay down for The ICON!"

HS: "You don't think Williams can win? That's a first."

FJ: "Of course Williams can, and WILL win. I just don't want him to waste his energy on that worthless piece of Krakow trash! Know how long it was since he won a match? A whole month. And even that was lucky."

HS: "Well I think Lasiewicz's match with Snake last month was very close, and Andreas Lasiewicz just edged ahead in that affair and claimed the victory. This match tonight is also gonna be very close, and I wouldn't like to say which way this match is gonna go."

(He circles the ring, rolls in and stands on the turnbuckle surveying the fans with a grin. He hops off and stops for a minute receiving the reaction of all the fans. He then walks slowly over to the top rope before perching himself on the top rope raising his right arm in the air as the crowd screams.)

(Lasiewicz hops down and leans against the turnbuckle and grins at John Williams who is standing in the middle of the ring. The ref calls Andreas over to start the match, but Lasiewicz does not budge. Williams begins to get angry.)

FJ: "You don't wanna anger him Lipshitz, that will be a bad idea!"

HS: "Lipshitz?"

FJ: "Yeah. That's Lastivick's name."

HS: "Oh please..."

(Lasiewicz, egged on by the fans, eventually steps towards Williams, with a cigarette still burning in his mouth. They walk right up to each other and begin staring each other out.)

HS: "Last time Lasiewicz did this he faced Snake. I think his words went along the lines of 'Look into my eyes and tell me that your better than me', but Snake couldn't even look at him."

FJ: "But Snake used it as an opportunity to get in the first blow... Can we stop talking about his fluke over Snake? It's depressing me."

(After about 20 more seconds of staring, Lasiewicz smiles and nods his head to Williams, without ending his gaze. As it would seem, a slight mark of respect. But Williams just spits in Lasiewicz's face as the crowd boos insanely.)

FJ: "Element of surprise."

(Lasiewicz then wipes his face clean with his hand and throws his cigarette behind the ref, who turns to stamp it out. With the ref's back turned, Lasiewicz quickly gives Williams a swift kick to the groin as the crowd goes nuts.)

FJ: “Hey, that was illegal! What the heck was the ref doing? He should be disqualifying Lasiewicz right now!”

(Lasiewicz quickly follows his move up by grabbing Williams’ head and driving it to the mat.)

HS: “DDT by Lasie! And he covers him with a lateral press! Could this be it already?”

FJ: “No, Williams kicked out at two. You can’t stop the Icon that easily!”

(Both men get to their feet and start exchanging chops and blows. They start out pretty even, neither man backing down. After a while Williams, using his weight advantage, gains the upper hand, driving his opponent into the corner with five hard knife edge chops. Williams concludes the combination by sending a closed fist straight to the Lasiewicz’ forehead. The latter man finds himself slumping against the turnbuckle after the flurry of shots he has taken.)

FJ: “Wow! That’s what I call power. Lastiwak had no way of defending himself when the Icon started meaning business!”

HS: “Lasiewicz…”

FJ: “Whatever…. OUCH! What a powerful tackle by the Icon!”

(Williams backs up a few feet before plunging forward again with another shoulder tackle. It connects hard into Lasiewicz’ midsection. Williams backs up again, and goes for a third tackle. This time, Lasiewicz doesn’t wait for it to connect, but rotates himself out of harms way. Williams hits the steel post with a loud CLANG!)

FJ: “Oh my god! Williams may have broken the bones in his shoulder there!”

HS: “He’s down on his knees. The big man must be hurt, and hurt bad.”

(Lasiewicz gets to his feet, looks at Williams who is on his knees nursing his right shoulder, and then raises his fist in the air, with a grin on his face. The crowd cheers him on.)

HS: “I think Lasie should be a little less obvious in his gloating… now what is he doing?”

FJ: “Nooo! How humiliating. He kicked the Icon’s butt. Literally!”

(The kick to Williams’ rear serves as a wake up call, and the big man rises to his feet, absolutely furious. He charges with a clothesline, but Lasiewicz ducks it, and catches the rebounding Williams with a dropkick. He gets up first, and delivers a snap suplex to the heavier man.)

HS: “Some impressive offense by Lasiewicz. Wait a minute, where is he going?”

FJ: “Lasa… Lassie…. Laswa... whatever his name is is going for the top rope. Now would be a good time for the Icon to get up.”

HS: “Doesn’t look like Williams will get to his feet in time. He is still shaken by the violent impact to his shoulder.”

(Lasiewicz comes off the top turnbuckle with an elbow drop, which hits Williams’ shoulder. The big man bounces off the mat screaming in pain and repeatedly slamming his left hand to the canvas. Lasiewicz is also slow getting to his feet. The move had some impact on him too. Eventually, both men are back on their feet, and Lasiewicz tries to whip Williams to the corner, but the move is reversed into a short arm clothesline sending the wrestler from Krakow to the ground.)

FJ: “What a powerful clothesline by the Icon!”

HS: “But was it so smart? He seems to have aggravated the injury to his shoulder.”

(Williams stands for a while covering his right shoulder. When he sees his opponent trying to get up, he swiftly drops his 305 pounds in an elbow drop to Lasiewicz’ back. He rises again, and lifts his opponent up.)

HS: “He has Lasie in a firm grip now. Will he go for a powerslam?”

FJ: “Or a fallaway slam? No, he rams his defenseless opponent back first into the ring post. Way to go Icon!!!”

(After ramming him into the post, Williams slams Lasiewicz to the mat stomach first. He then goes outside and starts climbing the ropes.)

HS: “John Williams with a high risk move!”

(Williams goes airborne with a leg drop aimed at Lasiewicz’ back. The prone wrestler has other plans though, and rolls away before Williams comes crashing down.)

HS: “Nobody home! This could be the turning point!”

FJ: “I sure hope not!”

(Both men are down, and the ref starts his ten count. ONE. TWO. THREE. FOUR. FIVE.)

FJ: “Come on Icon! Get up!”

SIX. SEVEN. EIGHT:

(Lasiewicz has crawled over to the ropes, and right after the ref reaches NINE, he pulls himself back up to his feet. Williams still is back on the mat. Lasiewicz gets over to his opponent and starts setting up his finishing move.)

HS: “That’s the Four Card Trick! Can he get it applied? Then this one will be over!”

FJ: “Come on Icon! Fight it!”

(Just as Lasiewicz is about to apply pressure, Williams uses his superior strength to break the hold. Instead, he gets on top of Lasiewicz, and locks him in the Camel Clutch.)

FJ: “Wow! What a smart move by the Icon, Laskwitz has taken a lot of damage to his back already, he won’t be able to stand this!”

(Williams has the hold locked in for over a minute, but Lasiewicz refuses to quit. In an effort to apply more pressure, Williams moves a few inches back, and that is all his opponent needs to put one foot on the bottom rope. The ref makes Williams break the hold, and he reluctantly does so. Williams pulls Lasiewicz to his feet and then doubles him over with a knee to the midsection. He then tries to gain momentum by bouncing off the ropes, but on the rebound he finds Lasiewicz waiting with a superkick!)

HS: “The Peace Maker connects! This is it! Only the second cover attempt of the match, but Williams will not be able get out of this!”

(Lasiewicz hooks the leg and the ref begins to count. ONE. TWO. THREE – NO! Williams grabbed the ropes! Lasiewicz is beyond himself. He is arguing with the ref and holds his head in disbelief.)

HS: “You’ve got to hand it to Williams, that was a great show of experience there, grabbing the bottom rope just in time to make the save.”

FJ: “And now he will capitalize on Laswazac - or whatever his name is – turning his attention to the ref.”

(Williams sneaks up behind Lasiewicz and takes him down in a schoolboy roll up.)

FJ: “The Icon will win it! ONE TWO – oh no!”

HS: “Great reversal into a cradle by Lasie! ONE. TWO. THREE! Andreas Lasiewicz wins it with a cradle!!!”

FJ: “I can’t believe it! The Icon had this match won so many times. How could he lose?”

HS: “Come on Frank. Lasie had at least as many opportunities to win it. It was a fair win! Stick with as folks as we come back for more action

(Commercial)

HS: Hey Folks we’re back and just got word, that at the end of the night that announcement from Lori will be at the end of the show, so don’t change that channel and stick with it.

FJ: Well as we get to wrestling business, we have the tag team titles on the line up next, as The Immortals take on The Forces of Nature.

TAG TEAM TITLE: The Immortals vs. The Forces Of Nature

(SUMMARY: The Forces Of Nature come out first, with a weak reaction, They are followed by the newly crowned Tag Team Champions, who are loudly cheered by the Boston fans. FoN get in some offense early, but Atlas quickly uses his technical skills to counter them out and gain the upper hand. Finally, Apollo is tagged in and uses his power and enthusiasm to severely weaken Lightning. Finally, Apollo gets the win for his team by pinning Lightning after the Midas Touch.)

HS: What a match for the Immortals here tonight.

FJ: There pretty boys.

HS: There incredible athletes.

(A Commercial for Ambercrombie and Fitch is shown, and then one for Stacker 2 fitness supplements.)

HS: As the night goes on, the action continues and we all await the Lori announcement.

FJ: I wonder what the big deal could be…

HS: Well I know it’s a big deal…I am just curious as to what it could be.

FJ: Well at least now we get to see Low.

HS: Low will be taking on Paul Parker and Draven Shadows, in this 3 way match, and I’m sure we are all waiting to see what kind of action this can be.

TRIPLE THREAT MATCH: LOW vs. DRAVEN SHADOWS vs. PAUL PARKER

(SUMMARY: Low stands back somewhat at the start of the match, as the former Tag Team Champions Draven and Parker are having words with each other. Draven is able to use his power to quickly ground Draven and goes for a quick win by applying the Gothic Hex. Low seizes the opportunity to clip Draven's knee which was already injured in the past. Low and Parker take turns working over Draven's aggravted knee, apparently injuring it severely. In the end, Parker tries to finish Draven, but Low knocks Parker out using the Low Stunner. He then applies a figure four leglock on Draven and Draven has no choice but to tap out. Afterwards, officials have to assisst the heavily limping Draven to the back.)

(Commercial)

(NOTE: No intros for Williams and Poppa, again, sorry, unforeseen corcumstances. I hope next week will be more smooth.)

(Williams and Poppa are now standing across the ring, while Tiffany leaves the ring. The referee calls for the bell and the two men stand opposite each other.)

HS: "Poppa is not a small man by any means, but Brian Williams practically dwarves him."

FJ: "Don't underestimate Poppa, Herb, a good showing against Williams could get him a World title shot. And he came ever so close against Low last year."

HS: "That is true."

(Williams and Poppa lock up and Poppa surprises Williams and the crowd by gaining a slight advantage. Poppa turns it into a side headlock, but Williams quickly pushes him off. As Poppa comes off the ropes, he hits Williams with a shoulder block and sends him several steps back.)

FJ: "Quite some force there by Poppa."

(Poppa goes into the ropes again and hits a clothesline on Williams, staggering him backwards several steps again. Poppa goes into the ropes yet again, but this time Williams ducks his clothesline attempt. Williams turns around and then sends Poppa back a few steps with a series of right fists. Williams then lifts up his leg and connects with a big boot, sending Poppa over the top rope and out of the ring.)

FJ: "Well, you can't do the the same or a similar move against Williams three times in a row."

HS: "No, no, no! Not AGAIN!"

(Suddenly Low comes running out of the crowd. He jumps over the guardrail right to where Poppa is standing. Low whispers something into Poppa's ear and Poppa nods. Low suddenly takes a swing at Poppa and connects with a right to Poppa's head.)

HS: "What is this all about? The referee is calling for the bell."

FJ: "HAHA! Poppa has won this match by disqualification!"

(Low and Poppa nod at each other. As Poppa makes his way back up the ramp, Low and Williams are staring at each other. Williams seems to be anything but pleased with what just went down. Low slowly slides into the ring and now Low and Williams are only several steps removed from each other for the first time since Vortex.)

HS: "Listen to these Boston fans, they are going nuts!"

(Suddenly, Low lunges forward and tries to attack Williams, but Williams holds off Low's attack and connects with a series of fists. Low tries to come back with rights of his own, but Williams grabs Low's arm, spins him around and goes for Fate's Reprisal! Low, however, manages to connect with a mule kick right to Williams' groin, causing him to release the hold. A kick to the gut is followed up by the Low Standard.)

HS: "Dirty, disgusting, immoral!"

FJ: "Herb, SHE'S YOUR WIFE!"

(Low reaches into his pocket and pulls out a pair of handcuffs. He turns Williams onto his stomach and then cuffs his hands behind his back. Low then slides out of the ring and returns with a chair.)

HS: "Oh no, we have seen this before!"

FJ: "Only then Low was in good spirits!"

(Williams is trying to get up again, but Low keeps him on the mat by ramming the chair's edge into Williams' ribs. Williams is trying to get up again and this time he makes it up to his knees. Low takes a wild swing and nails Williams right across the head, immediately splitting him open and sending a huge amount of blood down Williams' face.)

HS: "This is sickening. Look at the blood flowing down Williams' face."

FJ. "But he is still on his knees."

(Low looks on in disbelief as Williams shakes his head and tells Low to give him more. Low, in return, yells that if he wants to sacrifice himself for the AWA, Low can give him that opportunity. Low lifts the chair above his head and nails Williams across the head again with a loud thud, but Williams still doesn't drop down.)

HS: "The average man would be dead by now! Look at the force of these chair shots, but Williams is still asking for more!"

(A referee tries to take the chair away from Low, but Low rams the chair into the ref's stomach and sends him to the mat. Another swing and Low hits Williams again. Williams' face is now a crimson mask, while Low's is one of surprise as Williams still shakes his head, asking for more. Low now starts yelling at Williams and makes the motion for the title belt that is now no longer around his waist. Low lifts the chair up yet again and hits Williams again, but Williams still doesn't go down.)

HS: "Is that the only referee we have?"

FJ: "Maybe everybody else is afraid considering the state of mind Low has been in lately."

(Low now circles Williams and then nails him with the chair across the back, finally sending him down to the mat. Williams, though, is still yelling at Low to give him more, that he is willing to sacrifice himself. Low now opens the chair up a little bit and then puts it around Williams' throat.)

HS: "Oh no, this could be career-ending!"

(Low then climbs onto the second rope, but finally, a group of officials enter the ring and prevent Low from jumping off the ropes. We can make out that one official tells Low he will not get any rematches if he continues his rampage. Low chuckles and then finall leaves the ring.)

FJ: "He finally left him lay- WHAT?!?!"

(Just as Low walks up the ramp he looks at the AWA Tron and sees Williams on his knees, yelling yet for more! Low throws a fit at ringside and then runs back into the ring. There he tries to get his chair back, but the officials have already removed it from the ring. Williams is now on his feet and Low turns towards him. Low kicks him into the groin once again and then hits yet another Low Stunner. Several officials then grab Low and finally pull him back and out of the ring, leading him up the ramp.)

HS: "Low is just a disgusting human being."

FJ: "Oh, think SHADES OF GREY, Herb! He- WILLIAMS IS AGAIN UP!"

(As the officials are pulling a screaming and kicking Low to the back, we indeed see Williams, blood streaming down his entire body, kneeling in the ring and with a somewhat damped voice telling Low to come back for more.)

HS: "Fans, this was intense. Low should be put in jail. We will allow you and us a rest now, but make sure to stay tuned, because after the commercial break we will get to see Lethal Louise asking Lori Happy for her decision regarding a replacement for Jack Happy."

(Commercial)

("Pour Some Sugar One Me" by Def Leppard blares over the PA as Lethal Louise makes her way down the ramp, cell phone in one hand and microphone in the other. Stopping only for a moment to mouth off at an AWA fan, she then enters into the ring and lets the jeers die down before speaking...)

LOUISE: Well, we've waited long enough Lori. I told you that I wanted an answer from you at Shock. Now, you can come down here and tell me that you have found someone to take Jack's place on the roster and I can make a phone call on your behalf. Or.....you can come down here and tell me what I'm already guessing you will. You can tell me, in your most pathetic and pleading voice how you've failed. You can fall to your knees and look up at me with tears streaming down your face 'Please....please don't stop taking care of my husband!' At that point, I'll make the call and rid the AWA of you. So what will you say Lori? I'm not waiting any longer. Get your ass down to this ring right now!!

(As if on cue the musical chords from "Obessession" by Animotion play. Lori emerges wearing a red shirt and blue jeans. Over her eyes, she has on a rather big pair of shades and is walking with a cane. Louise looks a bit perplexed, but manages to sneer at Lori as she makes her way to the ring. Louise calls for another mic and hands it to Lori.)

LOUISE: Glad to SEE you could make it to the ring. Guess you really are starting to show your age, eh Lori?

(Before Lori can speak, Louise cuts her off)

LOUISE: Let's just cut to the chase shall we? Do you have someone to take Jack's place?

LORI: (Cringes a bit) Louise, please don't....

LOUISE: (Rolls her eyes) I knew it. I figured as much. Okay, Lori, it's time for you to assume the position. You want to beg? GET ON YOUR KNEES!

(Lori seems very upset emotionally. Very slowly she gets down on her knees and looks up at Louise who is just revelling in the moment.)

LOUISE: Now, since it's obvious you can't take care of business it's time you beg. Beg for me Lori!

LORI: (Pleading) Please Louise. You really don't want to....

LOUISE: YOU know what I want to do? Beg you bitch!

LORI (Anger brewing, but staying calm): Louise, I know that we have our differences, but you really don't want to....

LOUISE: Oh shut the hell up!

(At this point, Louise winds back and she viciously slaps her across the face. The force of the impact causes Lori's shades to fly off. As they do, we see her heavy amounts of black eyeshadow around her eyes. Her eyes bulge out as if she's become a woman possessed. As Louise makes the grave mistake of hesitating to assess the situation, Lori quickly brings the cane up to Louise's midsection doubling her over. Quickly, Lori makes her way up to her feet. Grabbing Louise, she slams her against one of the turnbuckles and keeps her pinned there. Snatching the microphone from Louise's hand, she puts an arm up to Louise's throat and speaks...)

LORI: Of all the times to call ME out, you picked the worst time not only for myself, but for YOU! Why Louise? WHY? You would hold my husband's loyalty to this federation over my head like it's something to be ashamed of? You would call me out here today for your amusement? I begged for you. I pleaded for you. I humilated myself here tonight in this very ring for YOU. And now, because of YOU, the AWA is now.....in....HELL!

(We then see several rows of chains descend halfway down from the rafters. They begin to swing into each other, almost as if chimes. Lori then gets right up in Louise's face as she continues...) LORI: I've spent the last two months knowing that someone whom I thought did not exist anymore returned. Through the darkness and through a journey that would have destroyed most people, he came. At X-Plosion, he took me into his black void and told me of tonight's truth. Would you like to know what he said?

(Fearfully, Louise slowly nods.)

LORI: He told me to protest. He told me to beg. He said to do everything in my power to make you change your mind because there would be no going back once he arrived. Louise, I would have given my own blood, sweat, and tears in this very ring. However, you didn't want that. You wanted vengeance. You wanted hatred. You wanted to bathe the AWA in darkness and suffering. I condemn you to the hell you wanted!

(Suddenly we hear "Sleep Now In The Fire" by Rage Against The Machine blare. Red pyros go off as Lori drops the mic and grabs Louise's face. Forcing it to turn towards the entrance ramp, we then see the curtains part as out emerges......THE HANGMAN! Atop a pitch black steed, he looks towards the ring with a blank expression. As Louise's mouth forms the perfect 'O', his blank expression turns to one of a very twisted, evil sneer. Lori slips behind Louise who's now turned her full attention toward the monstrosity. She doesn't see Lori wind back with what we now see revealed as The Hangman's Longhorn cane and viciously slam it across her back knocking Louise out. Dragging her towards the center of the ring, Lori then stands over Louise and holds her arms outward as if in heavenward supplication. As she does this, The Hangman reaches into his one of his boots and pulls out what appears to be a bible. Holding it high, with his right hand, over his head, Lori then lolls her head back. Her eyes are now closed and she cries, yet she is laughing all the while as well. Black roses now descend upon the ring bathing her and the still prone Louise. The AWA logo appears and the credits roll.)