(The AWA logo flashes across the screen and we cut to a graphic saying "No Limit Round Robin". We go back in time a week to see Quade DeSade crucifying Colin Baird at Revelations, thus eliminating him from the tournament. We then cut to Xplosion two days ago, where somebody took Saidogai out of his six-man tag team match and subsequently out of the tournament as well. We go back to Revelations, where we see Cynder beating Saidogai to gain his first 20 points. Then, at Xplosion, Quade defeated John Rourke by countout to win his first 15 points.

We then cut to a graphic saying "Triple Threat Turmoil" and we once again go to Revelations. We see Orlando Ortega defeating Lady Ashe and Bob Di'Las in 30 seconds, pinning both to advance in the tournament.

The next graphic says "US Underground". We go to Revelations one more time, as we see Whisper walking out on his match and John Williams winning by countout to gain a spot in the match for the AWA US title. Finally, we cut to Xplosion to see the newly renamed Nathaniel Henry Lee lay down for Brian Stevens, who advances to the US Underground Match.

The Sunday Night Shock opening video starts playing and finally we cut into the sold out Cow Palace. Fireworks go off and the camera pans across the crowd, showing various signs. We then cut to our announcers.)

HS: "The tournaments are all marching on and we are coming closer and closer to having singles Champions again, after Bad Blood regained the AWA Tag Team title last week at AWA Revelations 2005. My name is Herb Summers, alongside my colleague..."

FJ: "Fraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaank Jackson!!!"

HS: "What was that all about, Frank?"

FJ: "I figured I'd get a good introduction myself, you're not giving it to me. But Herb, I'm pumped about this. Low and Whisper have both qualified for King Of The Kage, and they're both favorites of mine. And Nathaniel Henry Lee has potential to become one of my favorites, too!"

HS: "These men indeed have qualified for King Of The Kage. And tonight, ladies and gentlemen, we will see another match in the No Limit Round Robin tournament. Also, we will determine the second men to compete for the AWA Cruiserweight title. And finally, we will find out who the other two men will be to compete alongside John Williams and Brian Stevens for the United States title one week from today."

FJ: "Herb, I'm being told we have to go to a satellite feed as President Gray is going to make a statement right from New York!"

(The camera indeed cuts to President Gray's office. He is sitting behind his desk, a gray suit completing his immaculate looks.)

GRAY: "Ladies and gentlemen, I am sure you will enjoy the edition of Sunday Night Shock that is ahead of you. As Herb and Frank stated, we will find out more about which men really want to have success in the AWA. Two men, however, who can no longer strive for success are Colin Baird and Saidogai. Saidogai has mysteriously vanished on Xplosion, while Colin Baird... well, you all watched Revelations.

"I have no idea if Quade DeSade has anything to do with Saidogai vanishing, but we all sure know he has everything to do with the end of Colin Baird in the AWA. Mr. DeSade, one week ago I made it very clear to Low that no matter how big a star he is, he will have to carry the consequences if he takes out any more AWA superstars. Mr. DeSade, if I will do this to a seven-time former World Champion... well, I'm sure you can figure out the rest yourself."

"Make sure you will not be responsible for me having to reshuffle any more tournaments, Mr. DeSade. And now, enjoy the show!"

(The camera cuts back to Herb and Frank.)

FJ: "I'm sure this will change DeSade's demeanor!"

HS: "Well, Gray has no other choice but to threaten him like this. Anyway, let's go to our first match!"

("Big Poppa," by Notorious B.I.G. plays and bright white explosions set off on the entrance ramp. The crowd begins to boo heavily as Poppa, with his arm around the lovely Tiffany, walks onto the entrance ramp wearing his wrestling attire of white basketball shoes and a pair of blue basketball shorts. Poppa is also wearing a crimson T-shirt with the sleeves cut-off and in off-white cursive letters it reads "Epitome of Physical Fitness" on the front. Poppa jumps up onto the ring apron as Tiffany, wearing a black mini-skirt, a low-cut sleeveless pink blouse, large hoop earrings, and black high heels, walks up the ring steps. Poppa climbs through the ropes and poses for the crowd to a mass of boos, while Tiffany bends over seductively through the ropes and into the ring.)

FJ: "Here comes Poppa, a very talented superstar I must say."

HS: "Yes, but the crowd doesn't seem to think so."

FJ: "Ah, what do they know? People in San Francisco are all g--"

HS: "I suggest you don't complete that sentence. People are viewing at home.."

('Sadness' by Enigma reverbs from the speakers; heavy industrial chords highlight the latin Gregorian chant. Then in a moment respite only the heavy, sighing breath of an unseen woman can be heard. The Lights in the audtorium are extinguished. And like a burning brimstone flood letters spelling the name QUADE DESADE form a fiery cruciform logo; and the harsh tempo resumes and the monks begin again their mantra. Bathed in the flaming incandesence of his fiery cross Quade DeSade stands at the top of the ramp. Enshrouded in the faded, travelworn trailcoat he stands staring out at the spotlighted ring. It is then that the love can be fealt: Ignorant of the crowd on either side of him, deaf to the jeers and insults raining on him Quade walks unhurried and uncaring towards the ring. The bright banners dissing on him and cussing him don't attract his attention. His only reponse is the the seemingly perminant cold, crocodile grin which seems more for himself than for any wouldbe fan out there. Inside the ring and within the light he drops his coat and raises a horribly burn-scarred arm to each of the four corners in a mockery of a salute to the faceless crowd hidden within the darkness.)

HS: "Only thing I can say for him is 'Caged Animal'"

FJ: "He'll have his hands full with Poppa. I think this should be a good match. Too bad these people don't appreciate it."

(The referee calls for the bell to start the match and the two combatants circle each other. Poppa makes the first offensive move by lungeing at Quade with a clothesline, but Quade ducks under it and catches Poppa with a neckbreaker. Quade stands back up and lays the boots to Poppa before he elbow drops him in the chest to keep him down. Quade gets back up and steps back, mocking Poppa a little. A little groggy, Poppa gets to his feet just in time to receive a clothesline from Quade.)

HS: "Smart strategy by Quade, keeping Poppa off his feet."

FJ: "Just wait until Poppa get u-OHH! Poppa caught Quade and dropped him with a belly to belly suplex!"

HS: "Let's see the Double Take on that. Very nice and smooth counter attack by Poppa!"

(After the screen finally returns from the split-screen Double Take, Quade lies on the mat almost motionless as Poppa just gets to his feet. Poppa picks Quade up by the head and sets up for a suplex. He holds the move for a bit to show off his strength before dropping him hard on the mat. Poppa quickly gets back up to return the stomps he received earlier. Poppa backs off a bit, grinning. He leans over to Tiffany for a little smooch before he turns back to Quade who is just getting to his feet. Poppa helps the process quicker and irish whips him in the opposing corner. Hard. Quade bounces off the turnbuckle and Poppa catches him, putting him into a bearhug. Quade tries to ignore the pain, but Poppa's strength hold too much for him. The referee checks Quade, but he swats him away. Soon Quade begins to battle back, punching Poppa in the face but to no avail the hold stays in. In a last resort Quade headbutts Poppa square in the nose which finally breaks the hold. Poppa backs off, holding his nose and Quade steps back, holding his lower back.)

HS: "The match would've been over if Quade hadn't headbutt Poppa."

FJ: "What test of skill and professionalism between these two men. It's astounding!"

HS: "Tiffany seems a little concerned."

FJ: "Uh, yeah! You would be too if your boyfriend was cranked in the nose!"'

HS: "I don't have a boyfriend... you know my wife!"

FJ: "Whatever, just call the match."

(Poppa is little enraged now as he runs at Quade but Quade catches Poppa and drops in with a spinebuster. Quade gets some momentium and doesn't want to lose sight of it. He picks Poppa up and whips him in the ropes. Poppa comes back and Quade launches him with a full-press body drop. Quade then picks Poppa up and slides in a full nelson lock and slowly backs him up to the turnbuckle. Poppa struggles with the hold but Quade tightens his grip. Slowly he steps on the first turnbuckle and Poppa begins the feel more pressure. Quade hold it there for a moment as the ref checks Poppa if he's going to tap. Poppa denies, still struggling. Quade almost grins and steps to the next turnbuckle and Poppa begins to feel more pressure, almost making him scream. Poppa tries to fight off the pain by biting his lower lip. The ref checks again and this time Poppa agrees. The ref calls for the bell and that's it.)

HS: "That's all she wrote folks! Quade gains another 20 points."

FJ: "Well, so far I'm doing pretty good in the bet."

HS: "There's a bet?"

FJ: "Yeah, jackass. You didn't know?"

HS: "Uhhhh... no."

(We cut to the back, but it seems we are looking through the "eye" of a handheld camera. We are in the catering area, where Schizm is standing and trying to decide what he wants to eat while waiting for his match to start. Suddenly, a clown with a big orange nose, a black head, an orange wig, yellow pants and a green shirt walks up to Schizm. He spins Schizm around and plants a huge white cake right into Schizm's face. He then kicks him into the stomach and hits a Stunner on him. He then turns towards the camera.)

CLOWN: "Whooooopdoopdoodeediddeldydoooooo! Do you remember me? I'M MR. LOWLY!"

(As the camera zooms in more closely, we can indeed make out Low behind the make-up, playing the clown he used to play while exchanging words with Mr. Jack Happy years ago. The camera zooms out again and pans around and we see a table... full of cream cakes! There are at least twelve cakes stacked on top of each other. Mr. Lowly proceeds to pull Schizm up. He puts his head between his legs, pulls him up and power bombs him through the cakes and the table. he then turns towards the camera once again.)

LOWLY: "Whoooooppeldiddeldooppiddy! Forget about flaming tables! It's all about CREAMY TABLES! And IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII'm LOWLYYYYYYYYYY! Whoooopdeeeedoodledooooopiddyyyyyyy!"

(As David Hasselhoff's "Is Everybody Happy?" begins to play, Mr. Lowly walks away and we cut back to Herb and Frank.)

FJ: "Why would Low... Mr. Lowly, attack Schizm?"

HS: "I have no idea, Frank. The return of Mr. Lowly after so many years... I can't believe it!" Posted: Mon May 30, 2005 10:50 pm Post subject: --------------------------------------------------------------------------------

(A commercial is shown hyping the upcoming King of the Kage, matches TBA, and also a preview for the upcoming movie, Mr. and Mrs. Smith.)

HS: “We’re back from a break ladies and gentlemen, and, to say the least, thus far it’s been a very interesting night.”

FJ: “I assume you’re referring to the return of Mr. Lowly, attacking Schizm backstage!”

HS: “That would be precise, Frank. We also saw Quade DeSade pick up another twenty points in the No Limit Round Robin tournament by forcing Poppa to submit.”

FJ: “And the night is definitely still young.”

HS: “That’s right, because up next we have three time World Champion, Dark Warrior taking on the white hot Andreas Lasiewicz in a US Underground match!”

FJ: “The winner of this match will go on to face John Williams and Brian Stevens a week from tonight for the United States title.”

HS: “Don’t forgot to add that the winner of Hangman versus Schizm will also advance to get a shot next week.”

FJ: “I wasn’t going to, Herb.”

HS: “Umm… ok… well, anyway, there is certainly no loved lost between these two, as they have been at each others’ throats all week! I’m anxious to see who will come out on top tonight!”

FJ: “Well, you have to think that being a future hall of famer, Dark Warrior will come out victorious.”

HS: “But Lasiewicz has been on a tear lately, and DW may not be able to halt his momentum. We’ll just have to watch and see!”

FJ: “It’s the Gambit versus the Dark Warrior… I’m getting goose bumps!”

(As if on cue, the arena slowly begins to darken and then an air siren begins wailing. Green spotlights shoot in all directions and ‘Come ‘N Place Ya Bets’ flashes on the AWATron. ‘Welcome to the Jungle’ by Guns ‘N Roses hits and Andreas, wearing his ‘The Gambit’ attire, emerges from the back. The fans immediately begin to boo, but Lasiewicz grins at them anyway. He reaches the ring, hits the top rope and takes in the jeers from the crowd with a smile. He then hops off the ropes and the lights return to normal.)

(The lights heading from backstage toward the ring turn red light. We then see on the video screen, the words grand slam appears; and it goes away to the words 'I'm Back' appear. Then the video screen shows various clips from Jeff Christianson's matches and interviews that he's been involved in. ‘I'm Supposed to Die Tonight’ by 50 Cent blares over the PA and Jeff Christianson walks out slowly. He has his usual arrogant smile, as the crowd begins to cheer him on his way to the ring. He looks directly at the ring, as he walks down the aisle. He slaps a few hands, but his eyes never leave the ring, showing his focus on the match. Jeff jumps up on the apron, and turns around and waves to the crowd before stepping through the middle rope.)

(The referee calls both men to the center of the ring and they oblige. After he finishes explaining the rules, though the two competitor’s eyes have never left each other, they both nod and back up a step. The referee calls for the bell and the fans automatically hit their feet.)

(Both men begin to circle one another, sizing each other up. The veteran Dark Warrior makes the first move, locking up with Andreas. Dark Warrior forces Andreas back, trying to overpower him, but the Pole counter back, pushing Dark Warrior. They push and shove for a few more moments before Dark Warrior decides to turn the tide with wrist lock. He twists Lassie’s wrist twist, turning his body as he does so that Andreas drops to one knee. Andreas grimaces a moment, powers out and reverses the wrist lock into a hammerlock of his own. Dark Warrior quickly counters with his own hammerlock.)

(Andreas rolls the hammerlock into an arm wringer, and then snaps DW’s arm down twice. Dark Warrior takes a breath and then rolls forward, breaking the hold and then he locks in a chicken wing. With the move locked in, Dark Warrior attempts to bring his other arm around Lasiewicz’s face. However, to break the standing cross face, Andreas quickly elbows Dark Warrior in the side of the head twice. Dark Warrior takes a step back and Lassie charges him, but DW drops to the mat executing a drop toe hold. Lasiewicz manages to roll through and both men hit their feet, face to face, as the crowd goes nuts.)

(The two have a brief stare down and Dark Warrior nods his head in respect for Andreas. Andreas smiles back, but then unloads with a huge slap across Dark Warrior’s face. Dark Warrior takes one step back, rubs his red chin, looks up at Lasiewicz, then nails him with a huge European Uppercut, dropping the Pole to the mat.)

(Lassie bounds back to his feet, but hits the mat again as Dark Warrior nails him with a clothesline. Lasiewicz quickly hits his feet a third time, and Dark Warrior greets him with a kick to the stomach that doubles Andreas over. Dark Warrior quickly grabs his opponent and flips him over with a Northern Lights Suplex as the fans cheer.)

(DW holds the move into a pin and the referee counts, as does the crowd. ONE! TWO! TH – Andreas kicks out forcefully. Dark Warrior climbs up to his feet to kick Andreas in the side of his head as he just made it to his knees. Dark Warrior quickly locks in a chin lock on Andreas, then holds it for a few moments before releasing on his own free will. He pulls Lasiewicz up to his feet and then, after a kick to the stomach, whips him across the ring.)

(Andreas rebounds off the ropes, right into the waiting arms of Dark Warrior. DW then lifts Lassie off the mat and slams him back down with a belly to belly suplex. Dark Warrior rolls to his feet, pumped up, as the fans roar with cheers.)

(Dark Warrior pulls Andreas to his feet once more, going for something big, when Andreas suddenly gouges him in the eye. Dark Warrior grabs at his eyes and Andreas hits the ropes, coming up behind Dark Warrior and taking him down hard with a chop block to the knee. Dark Warrior’s knee buckles instantly and he falls to the mat hard. Lasiewicz waits for Dark Warrior to finally get to his feet and then instantly nails him with a low dropkick to the same knee, causing Dark Warrior to drop again, grabbing at the injury.)

(Andreas pulls Dark Warrior’s leg off the mat and then slams it back down hard, knee first as Dark Warrior yelps in pain. Andreas does this two more times to the same knee, before planting his foot firmly on the back of DW’s knee and then pulling his leg up by the ankle. Dark Warrior groans in agony at the move. Andreas continues his assault by locking in a leg lock on Dark Warrior.)

(DW screams aloud and begins struggling to pull himself towards the ropes, frantically. He finally does, but Lasiewicz holds the move in right up till the five count. The fans boo as Lasiewicz holds his hands up innocently when the referee pulls him off.)

(The fans boos turn to momentary cheers, however, as Dark Warrior, in a desperation move, unloads with a huge punch to Andreas’ stomach when the Pole tries to lift him off the mat. Andreas steps back, but then goes for Dark Warrior again, with the same results. Andreas, frustrated, swings with a haymaker, but Dark Warrior ducks it and rolls around behind Andreas. A moment later, Andreas is flying over head from a German suplex.)

(Dark Warrior rolls to his feet, although a bit slowly, pumped up once more. Andreas stumbles to his feet, somewhat out of it from being caught off guard so suddenly. Dark Warrior capitalizes by grabbing him and landing a huge ring shaking spine buster.)

(Dark Warrior is in full action mode now, and he begins stalking Lassie, gesturing for him to get to his feet to hype the fans. Andreas slowly obliges, and, as soon as he does, Dark Warrior lifts Andreas up onto his shoulders. After turning a full circle in the ring to pose for pictures, DW slams Andreas down with a Death Valley Driver. The fans are going nuts as Dark Warrior rolls to his feet and instinctively heads for the turnbuckle.)

(DW ascends the turnbuckle, but when he gets to the second rope, his knee gives out a little. Nevertheless, he continues to climb, reaching the top in a few more seconds. It proves to be too much time, however, because as soon as he reaches the top, Andreas is already up and clotheslines the back of DW’s leg.)

(Dark Warrior’s leg completely gives out and he falls backward, getting tangled up in the turnbuckle and stuck in the tree of woe. The pressure of his own bodyweight pulls on DW’s leg and he moans in pain, constantly grabbing at his injured knee. Lasiewicz wastes no time in sliding out of the ring and grabbing the hanging leg, pulling it towards the bottom rope and increasing the pressure. He releases the hold aftera a five count and slides back into the ring.)

(Dark Warrior is laying on the mat, clutching at his knee, as Andreas is raising his right arm. He stomps on DW’s knee twice more and then grabs both of his legs. A few moments later, he has the elevated figure four, the Four Card Trick, locked in.)

(The fans begin clapping, trying to get behind Dark Warrior, who is sprawling for the ropes. However, he doesn’t get anywhere and Andreas has the move locked in. Dark Warrior is yelling in pain, trying everything he can to somehow relieve it. The pain is too unbearable for him to try and turn the move, and he isn’t able to escape. However, he continues to shake his head no when the referee asks him does he want to give up.)

(Andreas keeps the move locked in for at least a minute, and Dark Warrior never gives up. Andreas grits his teeth harder as the time goes on, trying to lock it in tighter. Finally, the referee has seen enough and he suddenly rings the bell.)

(The fans instantly begin to boo at the result, an Andreas releases the hold and falls to the mat in exhaustion. Dark Warrior doesn’t even grab at his knee, he just lays there. Immediately, the referee calls for EMT’s and they rush to the ring. Andreas Lasiewicz rolls out of the ring and glares at Dark Warrior, who is being pulled up by the meds. While the EMT’s work on Dark Warrior, trying to get him to his feet, the AWATron begins to flicker.)

(We cut to the back.)

VOICE: "Finally I got it working."

(The camera comes on unfocused at first, but it finally focuses up, on an image of several people from the AWA's past - Curiously Bruce The Gay Midget, Jimmie the Chair Swingin Retard, and Crappy Jack the Wrestling Pirate. A moment later, the man behind the camera steps out, revealing himself to be The English Gentleman George Prince.)

PRINCE: "Ok guys, none of us have worked in a while, so this is going to be our big shot to get back into glory. We all know why we're here, right?"

CRAPPY JACK: "Arrr matey, we're here to make Schizm walk the plank!"

CURIOUSLY BRUCE: "We're gonna take him out, Honey Ass."

JIMMIE: "Crappy Jack SUCKS!"

(WHAMO! Jimmie proceeds to nail Jack in the head with his heavily dented folding chair and Jack crumples to the floor.)

CRAPPY JACK: "Arrr Polly, we been scuttled."

PRINCE: "Excellent, now we've only gotta split the money three ways. Now, there's Schizm's locker room right down there. He should be getting ready for his match, so all we've got to do is burst in there and ambush him. Jimmie, you hit him in the head with a chair, Bruce will go for the legs, and I'll go for his midsection, got it?"

CURIOUSLY BRUCE: "I want the midsection, that's where all the best stuff is!"

JIMMIE: "George Prince SUCKS!"

(THUD! The sound of a chair bouncing off Prince's skull as he slides to the ground.)

PRINCE: "I've been crowned."

CURIOUSLY BRUCE: "Two ways."

(At the sound of all the commotion, Schizm pops his head out of the dressing room, looking down towards our heroes and the camera.)

SCHIZM: "What the hell - not again!"

BRUCE: "GET EM!"

(Jimmie and Bruce begin charging down the hallway towards Schizm. He shakes his head sadly and punts Bruce once he gets into foot range. The tiny body flies into a wall and thunks down on the floor. A second later, Schizm blasts Jimmie in the face, knocking the rotund man in his tiny sailor suit out. Shaking his head again and stepping over the fallen bodies, Schizm walks down the hall, pushing over the camera as he goes. Once it hit's the ground, the screen goes black.)

HS: "What in the blue hell was THAT?"

FJ: "Oh my god! Who thought wer would ever see them again!?!?"

HS: "And what money do they want to split?"

(Atlas lifts Rourke up to his feet, lifts him in the air and nails him with a Manhattan drop that leaves Rourke stunned. Atlas charges in with another clothesline that knocks Rourke down to the mat. Burke then missile drop kicks Atlas who bounces off the ropes and is then hit with a drop toe hold by Burke)

(The camera switches back to the ring where Rourke manages to poke Atlas in the eye as he tries to regain control of the match. Rourke takes a swing and Atlas blocks it. Atlas tries to nail Rourke with a right, but Rourke ducks out the way and catches him with a DDT. Rourke begins stomping away at Atlas. He lifts him up and puts him in a side headlock. Atlas manages to power out of it and shoves him to the opposite ropes. He charges at him and clotheslines him through the ropes. Atlas begins yelling at Rourke who is laying on his back on the outside of the ring. All of a sudden Burke runs up behind Atlas and nails him from behind with a forearm smash. He then starts laying punches into Burke 's lower back. Atlas slowly turns around in fury, boots Burke in the midsection and nails him with a HUGE DDT. This gets the crowd up to their feet.)

(All of a sudden Rourke slides back into the ring. Atlas turns around and seizes him. Rourke counters and puts Atlas horizontal facing up on his back, jumps and picks him up vertical on one side and slams him down face first in the mat. Atlas and Burke lock-up again, while Rourke stays in the corner resting after his big move on Atlas. Burke gains the advantage with a clubbing forearm to the back of Atlas’ head. Burke follows it up with a boot to the stomach, followed by a body slam. Burke bounces off the ropes, and attempts an elbow...but Atlas rolls out of the way, and Burke crashes to the mat. Atlas waits for Burke to get to his knees, then rushes forward, and connects with a knee to the face.)

(Rourke finally decides to make his presence known again, and just as Atlas gets back to his feet, Rourke attacks him from behind and takes Atlas down with a reverse DDT. Rourke follows it up with a kneedrop to Atlas' face, then goes to pick Atlas up to finish him off, but Burke doesn't want him to be the one to eliminate him and kicks him in the back and he drops Atlas. Rourke grabs Atlas by the leg on the ground, and drives an elbow right into it...then locks in a submission hold on the leg. Atlas tries to grab the ropes, but he's too far away. Just then, Burke connects with a leg drop onto Rourke, causing him to release the hold. Rourke lifts Burke up, and connects with a belly to belly suplex, sending him tumbling out of the ring. He lands on his knee and has seemed to have hurt it. Rourke then picks Atlas up, and slams his head into a turnbuckle...followed up by a kick to the gut and a DDT. Rourke goes to pick up Atlas, but as he starts to lift him up to throw him out, Atlas floats over and behind Rourke and hits him with a belly to back suplex. When Rourke gets up, Atlas kicks him in the gut, and connects with a big German suplex. Atlas then grabs Rourke knowing he is very stunned. He strains but lifts Rourke up and throws him over the top rope)

(Just then, Burke rolls back into the ring and executes a pumphandle suplex on Atlas who is still admiring his work. Burke hits a kick on Atlas after he gets back to his feet. Burke hits Atlas with an elbowdrop from the second turnbuckle. Burke is back on his feet. Atlas is up again after a long break of laying on the ground wondering what was happening to him.)

(He goes on the offensive and knifehand chops Burke after he gets back to his feet. He delivers a spinning backbreaker to Burke. Burke slowly pulls himself up with the ropes only to stumble forward being hit by a clothesline.Atlas gets to his feet at the same pace as Burke. He then grabs Burke and piledrives him into the floor. Burke moves back to his feet only to be latched into a sleeperhold. The Referee is checking for a tap out. ... Burke is trying to escape.... Burke is fighting the hold.... Burke trys one last time to escape. ... But to no avail he falls asleep.)

(We see the AWATron light up with a fuzzy look, as if through a camcorder. The camera is shakily walking down a hallway and into a weightlifting room where we see Nathaniel Henry Lee lifting weights with just a black A-shirt on and black mesh shorts. The camera gets another view of what NHL is doing we see Schizm is hog-tied to the end of a quad machine. As NHL is doing his quad extentions, the camera gets closer.)

NHL: "Well, if it isn't the notorious cameraman. I'm so glad you're finally here. This bloody fool has the belief that he can escape his pitiful predicament. Poor Schizm, the Ridiculous Jester of the AWA is having a problem here tonight. He just can't get why he's tied at the end of these weights. He's having a problem getting it. If I can't keep these weights up, well, the bloody Carnival will be searching for another member, and that would be Hangman 2, Carnival 0."

(NHL starts to relax his legs and Schizm slowly starts to descend to the floor, the weights starting to crush his fragile body. Schizm starts to flex his muscles, trying to keep from being squished, but NHL keeps lowering it. Schizm lets out a scream, and NHL laughs at the misfortune of Schizm. NHL extends his legs to raise Schizm into the air.)

NHL: "You see, my dear friend, but it seems that Schizm doesn't know your pain. He just doesn't seem to understand your plight and your ideals, but I'm sure I can beat it into him."

(NHL relaxes his legs and the weights fall completely on Schizm. NHL gets off the machine and walks over to Schizm. NHL punches Schizm in the head and stands up.)

NHL: "Schizm, I want to make myself clear about this. My "associate" wants you to get the bloody message through your head. Stop acting like a bloody ass and just do what you're told. If you can handle this, then I will stop hitting you. Do you understand me?"

(Schizm shakes his head 'no' and NHL stands up, looking dismayed.)

NHL: "I would have answered yes, even if you didn't understand. I'm sorry I have to do this."

(NHL punches Schizm in the head a couple of more times. He stands up and knees the Schizmatic Jester in the head.)

NHL: "Well, my bloody work is done here. I'm sure this will do for my associate."

(NHL extends his arm and shakes the hand of the cameraman off camera. We cut back to Herb and Frank.)

FJ: "What is it with everybody gunning for Schizm tonight? This is an outrage! What do these men have to do with Schizm?"

HS: "Well, Frank, maybe the handwritten note I have just received will give some insight. It says that next week, The Hangman is going to award $100.000 and a... HOSScar award to whoever entertained him the most by beating up Schizm."

FJ: "This is going too far, Herb."

HS: “Ladies and gentlemen, for the past few months, The Hangman and Schizm have had their share of problems and their share of battles. They also shared victories, even though these are not the highest priority for either man. Tonight, however, the winner moves on to fight for the United States next week against John Williams, Brian Stevens and Andreas Lasiewicz.“

FJ: “I think it's kinda unfair that Schizm has to compete here tonight after several AWA superstars remembered The Hangman was offering them $100.000 to beat down Schizm.“

HS: “I'm sure none of them really need The Hangman's money. It's more about Schizm being so annoying.“

(As “Sleep Now In The Fire“ by Rage Against The Machine begins to play, a picture of a longhorn skull appears on the AWATron with a rope hanging off of each horn, ending in a hangman's noose. Red pyros go off as The Hangman parts the curtains and methodiaclly makes his way down the ramp, stopping every so often to sneer ominously into the masses. He walks up the steps and then steps into the ring over the top rope, before taking off his hat. The Hangman then removes his black vest, clenching and releasing his hands anxiously.)

(The music fades and “Daylight Dancer“ by Lacuna Coil begins to play. The lights go out and only one light flashes at the entrance ramp as smoke builds up there. As the vocals start, the silhouette of the Sadistic Jester appears in the smoke. He seems to be limping a little bit and seems to be in pain from the previous attacks. As the music picks up, strobes around the arena flash and Schizm emerges from the smoke, still limping but also laughing hysterically. He looks around the arena, not responding to the jeers of the crowd and walks down the ramp slowly. All the way down to the ring, he's talking to the urn that supposedly holds the ashes of Lady Ashe. Schizm slides into the ring and climbs onto the corner turnbuckle and lets out a burst of maniacal laughter as The Hangman stares at him.)

(Schizm's music fades and the two men meet in the middle of the ring. Schizm keeps laughing hysterically while Hangman just stares at him. Finally, the referee calls for the bell and Hangman explodes with a clothesline, sending the much smaller Schizm down to the mat. Hangman drops down to his knees and starts choking Schizm, releasing the hold every time the referee reaches the count of four. After repeating this three times and being warned by the referee, Hangman grabs Schizm's head and just starts punching away at him. Again the referee has to step in and warn The Hangman. Schizm is on his back, holding his stomach and... laughing! The Hangman is obviously enraged and drops a leg across Schizm's chest. He keeps on laughing. Hangman goes for an elbow drop, but Schizm rolls out of the way and Hangman lands on his arm. Schizm proceeds to slap Hangman hard across his face, not once, not twice, but three times. We can clearly see the anger building in The Hangman's eyes as he gets to his knees. Schizm, however, keeps control with a nasty looking martial arts kick right to Hangman's jaw, sending him onto all fours. Schizm then kicks Hangman into his ribs and his gut, still laughing.)

(Hangman finally has had enough and grabs Schizm by the throat. Schizm grabs both of Hangman's arms, trying to escape, but Hangman makes his way back up. He nails Schizm with a headbutt, the force of which forces Schizm down his knees. Schizm tries to escape, but Hangman holds on to Schizm's mask. Hangman now stands behind Schizm and holds him by the jaw. Suddenly, Hangman's huge arm comes raining down with a series of forearms to Schizm's. After ten forearms, Hangman lets loose and Schizm holds his chest. Still on his knees, Schizm doesn't see Hangman going into the ropes and then kicking him right into the back of the head, causing him to fall face first onto the mat. This time, Hangman's elbow drop hits. He doesn't waste any time and proceeds to rub Schizm's face all over the mat.)

(Schizm is now back on his knees and he pleads with Hangman to stop punishing him. We can see Hangman smiling briefly, but this is all the time Schizm needs and he pokes Hangman into his one more or less good eye. Schizm immediately goes into the ropes, performs a picture-perfect cartwheel and then connects with a dropkick, staggering Hangman back a few steps. As Hangman walks towards Schizm, he jumps up again and hits a front dropkick, again only staggering The Hangman. Schizm goes into the ropes again, jumps up and hits Hangman with a running dropkick, this time sending him down. Hangman doesn't stay down for long, however, as he almost decapitates Schizm with a clothesline from hell.)

(Hangman now Irish whips Schizm into the ropes and then connects with a big boot right to Schizm's head. He starts stomping away at Schizm, kicking him all over his body, until the referee has to step in again. Schizm tries to break free of Hangman's grip with punches to his stomach, but Hangman just ignores them. He pulls Schizm up and hits a sidewalk slam. He covers, but Schizm kicks out at two. Hangman pulls Schizm up and then sends him down with a vertical suplex, leaving Schizm hanging in the air for a good ten seconds before crashing down. He covers again, but Schizm kicks out at two. Hangman pulls Schizm up yet again, lifts him up and presses him above his head with a gorilla press. Hangman walks towards the ropes and apparently looks to throw Schizm out of the ring, but just as they reach the ropes, Schizm rakes Hangman's eyes and gets out of his grip. Schizm lands on the apron on the outside of the ring and tries to hit Hangman, but Hangman blocks the punch and nails Schizm himself. He then takes a few steps back and connects with a big boot, sending Schizm into the guardrail.)

(Hangman follows Schizm to the outside. He grabs Schizm and wants to pull him up, but Schizm quickly turns around and shoots some liquid out of a flower and right into Hangman's good eye. The way Hangman holds his eye and screams, however, we suspect this is not water Schizm used. Schizm grabs Hangman and pushes him head first into the ringpost. As the referee's count reaches seven, Schizm briefly rolls into the ring to break the hold. He kneels next to the referee and starts laughing again. He rolls back out and grabs The Hangman. This time, he rams him back first into the steps, producing a loud thud. As the referee keeps warning Schizm, the jester jumps onto the apron and suddenly starts pulling multi-colored towels out of the referee's ear! The referee is confused, but all of a sudden, Schizm blows powder into the ref's eyes. He immediately apologizes to the temporarily blinded referee... while smiling all the time. Schizm then turns towards the camera and shows us his empty hands. After a few weird-looking movements, he suddenly holds a pair of pink brass knuckles in his right hand. Just as Hangman gets back up, Schizm jumps off the apron and nails Hangman with the knuckles. He repeats his hand movements and suddenly the brass knuckles have disappeared.)

(The referee is slowly cleaning his eyes of the powder while Schizm uses all his strength to push The Hangman back into the ring. He covers and the referee VERY slowly counts 1.................... 2.................... kick out! Schizm laughs and applauds Hangman for kicking out. Schizm pulls Hangman up and Irish whips him into the corner. He walks over to the other corner and holds his stomach as he keeps on laughing. His laughing suddenly turns into a loud coughing, though, as the weight NHL crashed down on him certainly had its effects. However, Schizm starts running, performs a beautiful cartwheel and goes for the Running Gag. Hangman, however, catches Schizm just as he is about to hit him with his elbow, applies a full nelson and pulls Schizm up in the air. As Schizm literally hangs in the full nelson, Hangman walks to the middle of the ring, lifts Schizm up and hits a full nelson slam.)

(Hangman picks Schizm up, puts his head between his own legs, pulls him up and sends him down with a huge power bomb, knocking the wind out of the jester. We can see him trying to laugh, but again his laughter turns into loud coughing. Hangman pulls Schizm up again, puts him onto his shoulder, starts running and hits a running power slam. He doesn't waste any time, as he picks Schizm up and hits a dominator on Schizm. He then Irish whips Schizm into the ropes, catches him and applies a bear hug. Schizm seems to be in a lot of pain as Hangman squeezes his ribs. Schizm finally stops laughing and seems to lose consciousness. The referee checks for Schizm's arm and it drops once. He lifts it again and the arm drops a second time. He lifts it up for the third time, but suddenly, Schizm claps his hand together... with Hangman's head in between.)

(Hangman releases the bear hug and Schizm immediately drops to his knees and hits Hangman with a low blow. As Hangman is doubled over, Schizm hooks Hangman's arms, drops down and hits the Bulldog with Butterfly Wings. He covers, but Hangman kicks out at two. Schizm now signals he wants to end the match. He pulls Hangman up and sets him up for the Last Laugh, but Hangman is able to counter by lifting Schizm up and sending him down with a spinebuster. Hangman stumbles to the mat. After both men lay there for a few seconds, both are getting up again. Hangman is on his feet, while Schizm is on his knees. Schizm suddenly offers to shake Hangman's hand. His left hand first crosses his heart, then he puts it behind his back.)

(Hangman apparently is going for the handshake and Schizm starts laughing hysterically. Instead of grabbing Schizm's hand, however, instead he grabs Schizm's wrist... and pulls a hand buzzer off of Schizm's hand! He Irish whips Schizm into the ropes and quickly puts the hand buzzer into his own hand. As Schizm approaches, Hangman grabs his head and applies the clawhold... with the buzzer still in his hand. He has it looked in as Schizm is shaking... and laughing! After a good ten seconds, Hangman lifts Schizm up and sends him down with the Southern Comfort Slam. He covers and the referee counts 1..... 2..... 3! Hangman wins.)

FJ: “Hangman takes it, using Schizm's trick against himself!“

HS: “So next week, we will see John Williams versus Brian Stevens versus Andreas Lasiewicz vs. The Hangman in the US Underground Match!“

(Schizm rolls out of the ring and grabs the urn possessively, seemingly talking to it.)

HS: "What is Schizm planning here?"

FJ: "I have a feeling we're going to find out soon. He's sliding into the ring with it and I don't think The Hangman sees him."

(Hangman does sense him, just too late, as when he turns around, Schizm clocks him in the face with the urn. Hangman gets laid out. Schizm places the urn on Hangman's chest and turns to the referee. He grabs the ref by the shirt and yells at him.)

SCHIZM: "Count it!"

(The referee looks into Schizm's mad eyes and reluctantly counts ...1 ...2 ...3. Schizm raises the urn into the air.)

HS: "That was... bizarre."

FJ: "Hah! The Hangman got pinned... by an urn!"

(Schizm puts the urn down in a corner and locks Hangman in the Joker's Folly, twisting and wrenching on Hangman's knee and ankle, bouncing up and down on it. Hangman screams in agony as his leg is being wrenched apart. The referee tries to break Schizm's death grip on Hangman's leg to no avail. Hangman is too weak after the match and the shot to his skull to power out of the move. More referees come down to the ring, trying to break Schizm's hold. He finally lets go on his own, pushing aside the referees to grab the urn. Schizm laughs as "Daylight Dancer" begins to play again. He rolls out of the ring and walks up the ramp backwards, eyes fixed on Hangman, who is on the ground, holding his wounded leg, as the copyright logo appears.)