(A picture of the World Trade Center's twin towers is shown. The text at the bottom reads...)

We still remember!

(The screen fades to black.)

(We open the show backstage and see the AWA US Heavyweight Championship Andreas Lasiewicz laid out with wooden debris scattered around him. The championship belt is laying next to his unconscious body and almost as soon as we got back there, EMT’s are on the scene, tending to the superstar who is scheduled for later in the evening. The AWA logo then flashes across the screen and we go to the AWA Sunday Night Shock opening video, before joining the rabid fans in the sold-out Wachovia Center in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Fireworks go off before we join our announce team.)

HS: "Ladies and gentlemen, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, we're live, we're the AWA, we're Herb Summers..."

FJ: "...and Frank Jackson! Herb, what about today's show?"

HS: "Tonight's show will be packed, as we will find out which other two tag teams move on in the tag team tournament for a title shot at Overpower, as Atlas Johansson and Johnny Jet take on Blood, Sweat & Tears, while AWA Cruiserweight Champion The Fish teams up with his Overpower opponent Orlando Ortega to face the team of John and Brian Williams, a match many are anticipating after their intense verbal battle throughout this past week."

FJ: "Indeed, and after listening to what all four of them had to say, even I am looking forward to see OOO and The Fish, even if it's only to see them get destroyed."

HS: "Well, that remains to be seen. Also tonight, the AWA United States title will be on the line..."

FJ: "...the POLISH Heavyweight title!"

HS: "Whatever. Anyway, Andreas Lasiewicz will defend SOME title against Nathaniel Henry Lee, the man that ended his No Limit title reign back in December, embarking on one of the most impressive title reigns in AWA history. The question is, will Lasiewicz be extra motivated after being placed in the Overpower main event alongside Low and Whisper, or will he be distracted, knowing he has to face two of the very best?"

FJ: "Why would he be distracted or concerned? He's beaten almost everyone put in his way ever since winning the Polish title, INCLUDING Low. I don't see why Lasiewicz would be concerned at all."

HS: "And speaking of Low, tonight's main event will feature another World title defense, as Low takes on one half of the Tag Team Champions, Brian Stevens. NHL failed to unseat Low last week, but this week, Damage Inc. has the opportunity to add the two major singles titles in this company to their Tag Team title."

VOICE: “Well, well, well...“

HS: “Who's that?“

(The crowd begins to boo as the debuting trio of “The Beautiful, Intelligent Genius“ Richard O. Dickinson III and Blood, Sweat & Tears – Sven Anderson and Dr. Harley Harris – makes their way down the ramp. Richard has a microphone in his hand.)

HS: “Ugh, it's The BIG ROD.“

FJ: “Don't call him that!“

HS: “Why? These are his initials – JR, JFK, BIG ROD.“

FJ: “So you want to make jokes about how his mother named him? At least his name isn't Herb!“

HS: “Yeah, yeah. And what about that purse?“

FJ: “It's a gentleman's bag!“

ROD: “You would think people are original up here in the AWA, but then you have that stinking bum JP Morgan coming out here, stealing my act from when he saw me managing elsewhere! But I don't care for his thievery, because I am Richard O. Dickinson III and I am your ring announcer!“

HS: “Oh god, please no.“

FJ: “Shhhhh!“

(As the trio makes their way down the ramp, Richard points at a rather 'rotund' woman.)

ROD: “Hey lady, do you own or rent your mobile home? Hahaha! Whatever, I'm sure it's just a whoop and a holler till you reach a paved road!“

(The walk further down the ramp until Richard points at a young man with a 'North Carolina loves Apollo!' t-shirt.)

ROD: “Hey, you, you're from North Carolina, huh? What's your name then – Billy-Bob, Billy-Ray or Billy-Sue? Hahaha! What's your relationship with your spouse? Sister? Aunt? Mother? Hahaha!“

(The threesome finally reach the ring and step inside.)

ROD: “Maybe you're like all these Philly guys out here. I look around and I see 95% men. Well, if my observations are correct, and they usually are, you're all brothers, because in the 24 hours I am here, I've seen a lot of loving going on, if you get my drift.“

“Anyway, you five ladies and all the gentlemen, nerds, geeks and rednecks, at a total combined way of 559 pounds, from Minneapolis, Minnesota, 'The Stretcher' Sven Anderson! And from the University of Reconstruction, Dr. Harley Harris! I present to you the next AWA Tag Team Champions, Blood, Sweat & Tears!“

(The crowd boos as Sven barely reacts to anything, while Harley paces around the ring, yelling at fans, until Richard hands Harley the microphone and starts swinging his bag in the air.)

HARLEY: “And he is a true original, he is 'The Beautiful, Intelligent Genius', the manager of Champions, and New York City's favorite son, Richard O. Dickinson III!“

(Even more boos, as Harley hands the microphone to Sven.)

ANDERSON: “Right on, go team!“

HS: “I hope we don't have to listen to that every week.“

FJ: “I hope we do!“

(Suddenly the roar of starting jet engines fills the arena and a video capture of a fighter speeding down a runway and taking off is shown on the big screen. The arena lights then dim and Sandstorm blares out of the speakers. Several strobe lights flicker over the ring, and some randomly sweep the crowd. Suddenly Johnny Jet comes sprinting to the ring. He climbs the turnbuckle, raises his arms in the air and leaps forward with a 360 somersault. Exactly when he lands, the music cuts and huge flames shoot out of all four ring-posts. The lights then go back to normal.)

FJ: “Boooooring. Go back to Europe and do your flippy floppy stuff there!“

HS: “Johnny Jet is an exciting new prospect picked up by AWA talent scouts on our recent tour of Europe, and tonight he gets to team with the most popular AWA wrestler of the past year.“

(The Atlas Theme hits the arena speakers. Blue and yellow spotlights sweep the crowd. After 20 seconds pyros that are intensly blue go off at each side of the entrance. Atlas, with Athena by his side comes out on the ramp through a shower of yellow sparks. Atlas is dressed in his usual wrestling attire. Athena wears a loose fitting toga-like dress and her face is painted, as always. They walk down the ramp, stopping every now and then to interact with their fans. Atlas slides under the bottom rope and springs to his feet. Athena stays outside the ring. Atlas pulls the top rope a couple of times, slaps his chest muscles and waits for the match to start.)

HS: “Fans, the team winning this contest will move on in the Tag Team Tournament and face Janus and Cynder in the semi-finals on Xplosion next week.“

FJ: “And the match is underway!“

(Richard climbs out of the ring as Sven and Harley attack Johnny at Atlas from behind, sending Jet out of the ring. Atlas is able to fight them off, but BS&T play the numbers game, as Harley nails Atlas from behind. Jet, however, is quickly back in the ring, and the much smaller man surprises Harley with a series of quick chops and kicks to the leg, before sending him out of the ring with a jumping front kick. Atlas and Jet Irish whip Sven into the ropes and then send him up and down with a double backdrop. As Sven gets back on his feet, Atlas and Jet run at him and send him out of the ring with a double shoulder block.)

HS: “Some quick tag team action to start this off.“

(Richard can be heard yelling at the referee, telling him to enforce the rules. Harley and Sven quickly walk up to him and the three briefly stick their heads together. As a fan yells something at him, Richard yells right back.)

ROD: “Why don't you keep your thoughts to yourself, you pimply pig-faced moron?“

(Sven gets back into the ring, where he locks up with Jet. Sven has the clear size and strength advantage and pushes Jet into the corner. The referee calls for the clean break, but Sven doesn't listen and nails Jet with a loud slap. He then grabs his head and nails him with a closed fist right to the nose. He then puts Jet's eyes, the only part of his face that is exposed, onto the tope and just rubs them across the top rope. He then starts to choke Jet with the top rope, before just pulling it back and forcing Jet to the mat.)

HS: “Dirty tactics from this self-proclaimed technical wizard.“

FJ: “It's all economical, Herb, why should he waste any energy if he doesn't have to?“

(Sven is now going for a legdrop, but Jet rolls out of the way and hits a senton of his own. He pulls Sven up and Irish whips him, then leapfrogs him, before sending him down with a drop toe hold. As Sven is on his knees, Jet goes into the ropes and then hits a running kneelift on Sven. Sven is back up and runs at Jet, but he counters with an arm drag. As Sven struggles to get up, Jet grabs him from behind, launches off the ropes and hits a tornado bulldog, before Sven rolls out of the ring again.)

FJ: “Yeah, Sven, take a breather! Come on, Richard, advise him!“

HS: “Sven is smartly taking the speed out of this match, but why is ROD getting involved again?“

(Richard is immediately there and whispers something in Sven's ear. He briefly points at his 'gentleman's bag', then yells at the camera man for filming him doing so. Sven gets back into the ring, apparently wanting a tag, but Jet grabs him and whips him into his own corner, where he tags Atlas in. The two corner Sven and then hit three double chops to Sven's chest, which immediately turns dark red. Atlas whips Sven into the ropes, but he ducks too early and Sven nails a forearm on Atlas' back, sending him down to one knee. Sven goes into the ropes, but Atlas counters with an elbow to Sven's midsection and then sends him down with a dropkick.)

HS: “Well, I question the tactic of ROD, because Sven certainly needs to get out of there and take a breather.“

FJ: “Don't call him ROD!“

(Sven finally rolls into his corner and makes the tag to Harley Harris, the biggest man in the ring. Harley doesn't waste much time and storms into the ring, circling Atlas while yelling at him. The largest and the smallest man in the match lock up and Harley immediately gains the upper hand, but Atlas suddenly surprises Harley with a quick arm drag, then a second one and then hits a DDT. Sven storms into the ring, but Atlas hits a superkick and immediately sends Sven down and out of the ring.)

HS: “You can't outsmart Atlas that easily, BS&T aren't the only veterans in that ring.“

FJ: “And Richard is beside himself, and rightfully so!“

(Richard now yells at the referee, telling him something is wrong with Atlas' boot. The referee walks over to Atlas and checks the boot, but Harley uses that distraction and just runs at Atlas, sending him down in shoulder tackle-like fashion. Harley immediately goes to work over Atlas' upper back and neck, stomping away at the region before connecting with a knee drop. He then pulls the much smaller Atlas up and whips him hard into the neutral corner. Atlas tries to get out of the corner, but Harley traps him there and then just unloads on him – chop, chop, chop, elbow to the side of the head, punch, punch, punch, bionic elbow to the head, kneelift, kneelift, kneelift, and then, finally a loud slap on the chest. Harley Irish whips Atlas across the ring and then connects with a clothesline in the corner.)

FJ: “That's more like it.“

(Harley tags Sven back in and they double whip Atlas into the ropes. They hit a double elbow, and Harley cheap shots Jet, sending him off the apron with an elbow to the face. Sven whips Atlas into the corner and then whips Harley as well, but Harley second corner clothesline attempt misses as Atlas rolls out of the way. As BS&T turn around, Johnny Jet comes flying off the ropes, nailing them with a double flying bodypress, as the fans explode. Jet then grabs Harley and Atlas grabs Sven and they knock BS&T's heads against each other, and they roll out of the ring yet again. On the outside, Richard is now really throwing a fit, slapping the ring mat and even pulling at his hair.)

HS: “He might need some anger management lessons.“

(Sven gets back into the ring, while Atlas has now officially tagged Jet back in. Sven gets the advantage with a kick to Jet's midsection. He then Irish whips him and hits the Anderson Spinebuster!)

FJ: “That's one of his finishers!“

(Sven covers and gets 1..... 2.... and a kickout! Sven pulls Jet back up and goes for a belly-to-back suplex, but Jet is able to roll over, grab Sven's head and hit a reverse DDT! But Sven lands close to his corner and Harley reaches over and tags himself in. he storms into the ring and drills Jet into the mat with a powerful lariat. He covers and gets 1..... 2..... and a kickout. He Irish whips Jet into the neutral corner and then follows by just running into him. He grabs Jet's by his ponytail, almost runs him across the ring and then hits his head into the turnbuckle. He lifts Johnny up and onto his shoulder, going for a running power slam, but Johnny is able to roll through and into a small package. He gets 1..... 2..... kickout! As Harley charges Jet, he sends him up and down with a backdrop. He then goes into the ropes himself, but suddenly Richard holds on to his ankle.)

HS: “Give me a break! Get that skunk out of there!“

FJ: “Hey, he's putting his hands on a defenseless manager!“

(Indeed, Johnny has reached over the ropes and grabs Richard by the collar, pulling him onto the apron. But before he is able to knock him back down, Harley hits him with a forearm into the back of the neck. With Richard still on the apron, Harley whips Jet across the ring and goes into the ropes himself, going for the running big boot that he calls the Last Resort.)

FJ: “Last Resort!“

HS: “Misses! Crash Landing!“

(Indeed, Jet has slipped between Harley's legs and surprised him with a kick to the gut, doubling Harley over. Jet is actually able to lift Harley up for the Crash Landing and connects with it, but the referee is still trying get Richard off the apron. Jet walks over there and gets involved in the struggle, but the referee is able to back him off.)

HS: “The referee is clearly losing control of the situation here.“

(As the referee tries to keep Atlas from also coming into the ring, Richard uses the distraction and nails Jet in the back of the head with his purse. Johnny staggers forward, right into the waiting arms of Sven, who lifts him up for a flapjack, before Harley grabs Jet by the head and rams him face first down onto the mat.)

FJ: “Ouch!“

HS: “This is cheating!“

“Doofey, that's the Spike!“

(Richard immediately gets off the apron as Harley makes the cover. The referee is there and Atlas tries to get in, but is too late as Harley gets 1..... 2..... 3!)

HS: “I can't believe it, where does this referee have his eyes?“

FJ: “And Blood, Sweat & Tears move on in the tournament to face Janus and Cynder on Xplosion.“

(Richard, Sven and Harley hug outside of the ring as the crowd boos. As Richard briefly opens his purse, we can get a glimpse at a red brick in there.)

HS: “What a shabby win.“

FJ: “What great tacticians.“

(We cut backstage where we find Onslaught walking around solo. Wearing a snazzy Tuxedo shirt, Onslaught looks to be in a pleasant mood. Walking past the make-up station, Onslaught is stopped by the Make-Up Lady who was crated on Xplosion.)

MAKE-UP LADY: “Hey, Onslaught, right?”

ONSLAUGHT: “Um... yeah. Look, if you’re pissed about that whole Crate thing from last Friday, it was totally an accident! Honest!”

MAKE-UP LADY: “I’m not upset, silly! But I’ll tell you what... why don’t you go backstage and wait for me by the loading dock and you can make it up to me... if you know what I mean.”

ONSLAUGHT: “Hell yeah! Let’s do this!”

(Onslaught walks away quickly to get ready for his big date with the Make-Up Lady. Once he is out of sight, we see the lady shake her head…)

MAKE-UP LADY: “God. What a retard.”

(We cut back to Herb and Frank.)

HS: "What do you say, Frank. Time for another tag team match?"

FJ: "Another one? Oh, come on."

HS: "But, it's the Williams' and Cruiserweights match."

FJ: "Oh man, someone's going to die in this match."

HS: "But who, that's the question. Will Brian Williams kill his own brother, or will Ortega and Fish implode tonight, that's the key question."

FJ: "I'm sick of talking about it, let's see it!!"

(The lights go out and "Harvestor of Sorrow" by Metallica. As the ominous opening chords begin to build, after a long pause, a single deep bluelight falls on the ramp way. Smoke billows from the entrance creating an ominous haze, from within the haze we see the seven foot monster’s silhouette as he pauses, The dense mist follows Williams all the way to the ring until he steps over the top rope and awaits his brother.)

FJ: "Oh man, I think Brian looks like he's going to kill someone...and I cannot wait!"

HS: "You need to have that looked at."

("Open You Eyes" By Alter Bridge starts to play and John Williams comes out of the back and makes his way to the ring, waving to the fans. He climbs the ring steps and steps through the ropes and into the ring. John walks up to his estranged brother and extends his hand in good faith. Brian stares back at John with harsh, cold eyes. He moves his left hand towards his brother's hand and just hit it out of the way, all while rolling his eyes. John smiles, acknowledging his brother's faint impression of good sportsmanship.)

HS: "I guess Brian and John will be working together as a team tonight."

FJ: "Yeah, if Brian doesn't get super pissed and kill him."

HS: "You overexploit everything, man."

FJ: "What do you mean? Look, the point is that Brian Williams will, one day, probably kill his brother John, because of all that crap that happened all of those years ago and the stuff that constantly happened between the two."

HS: "Look, I think that with these guys almost on the same page, even almost on the same page, it's looking to be a really tough break for all of these tag team tournament contenders, and maybe for Damage, Inc."

(‘The salsa rhythms of the Latin remix of 'Smooth' by Rob Thomas and Carlos Santana hits as the fans instantly begin to cheer. Orlando Ortega then emerges from the back, dancing, as his intro graphic plays in the background. He comes out wearing his now trademark white leather cowboy hat with a longhorn bull buckle on the front, held on by an orange leather strap, and orange shades. When he gets to the ring, he hops up onto the apron in one agile leap, turning with his back against the ropes. He smiles at the crowd, and then rolls backward, landing with his feet on the second rope. He raises his right arm high into the air and pauses for the pictures. He goes to each second rope after that, raising his arm high again. The lights return to normal and Ortega begins his normal stretching routine after first handing the ring aide what is necessary.)

HS: "I hope thatn Ortega and the Fish have what it takes to take on the huge team of the Williams Brothers."

FJ: "Relax, Herb, it's going to be no problem for anyone in the ring to wrestle anyone."

HS: "You are so lax today, what gives?"

FJ: "I'm being optimistic, because I want to see a BLOOD BATH!!!"

HS: "..."

(Erie music hits and the lights change to a blue tint and move in a way to make it seem that the whole arena is under water the crowd buzzes in anticipation of one of the most popular wrestlers in AWA history, then "Trendy" by Reel Big Fish hits and the lights flash back on as water shoots from the stage the crowd explodes with one of the loudest ovations you’ll hear and wrestling for an entrance as The Fish, with the AWA Cruiserweight Championship around his waist, dead sprints to the ring, slapping every hand on one side of the aisle way before sliding into the ring.)

HS: "Ok, so we have all of the competitors in the ring."

FJ: "What are they all waiting for?"

HS: "I don't know."

(John turns to his brother and asks him a question. Brian pushes John out of the way and runs for the Fish. Ortega sees this and literally dives out of the ring by the sheer surprise of seeing Williams like two inches from his face when he didn't see him coming. This, unfortunately for Fish, leaves the Fish in the ring with the Death Angel. The 350 plus pounder lifts the Fish into the air like a feather in a military press position, but the Fish jumps up and wraps his legs around Brian's head and lands a hurricanrana on Brian Williams. Brian, caught off guard, rolls to his feet and gets his bearings after the drop on his head. The Fish runs up to Brian, but slides under him, through his legs and pops up on the other side. Brian turns around, only to be shot in the midsection with quick jabs and kicks from the Fish. Williams grabs the Fish by the head and cracks a vicious headbut on the Cruiserweight Champion. Brian picks up the Fish and hits an implant DDT on the Fish. Williams throws his arms up into the air, waiting for the Fish to get to his feet.)

HS: "Fish knew this would happen, but Brian Williams is really using his size to his advantage."

FJ: "Tell it like it is, Herb - Williams is DESTROYING The Fish."

(Williams walks up to the Fish, but the Fish springs up and hits a kick up hurricanrana on Williams. Brian gets up and holds his head, as the Fish runs towards him and climbs up Williams bent legs and nails a climb up calf kick, sending the big man to the mat. Frustrated, Williams gets up and sees the Fish running towards him. Williams catches the Fish and nails him with a hard spinebuster. Brian picks up the Fish and whips him into the corner so hard, the Fish bounces off and lands on his face. Williams picks up the Fish and scoop slams him into the corner, forcing his legs to catch and putting him in a tree of woe position. Brian takes a few steps backwards and runs and jumps into the air, landing his elbow on the Fish with all 353 lbs. of his weight. The force of the impact causes the Fish to limply fall out of the corner and on top of Brian. Williams get to his feet and picks up the Fish. He brings him down to the mat to a hard brainbuster. Brian covers the Fish...ONE...TWO.- But Ortega makes the save for the Fish.)

FJ: "What a cheater!"

HS: "Well, he is allowed to be in the ring for five seconds."

FJ: "Cheater!"

HS: "Shut up, Frank."

(Brian gets to his feet, but Orlando nails a Tornando DDT that seems to shatter Brian's skull. The referee forces Ortega out of the ring and into his corner. John Williams and Orlando Ortega both have their hands extended for a tag. The Fish starts to crawl towards his own corner as Brian gets to his feet and staggers into his, bumping into his brother's arm. The referee records it as a tag and calls John into the ring. Brian doesn't really take to well to this accidental tag, but climbs through the ropes anyway. The Fish, meanwhile, is almost to Ortega. Ortega screams that John's coming, and the Fish lunges towards Orlando's hand, but falls short by a foot, because Williams is holding onto the Fish's left foot. The Fish lifts up and kicks John in the head with his free, left foot. The Fish lunges towards Orlando one last time, and makes the tag.)

HS: "He's got it!"

FJ: "John Williams has wasted the entire good work his brother put forth."

(Orlando charges John, but John puts his arms up, stopping Orlando. John extends his hand out to Orlando, waiting for Orlando to shake it. Orlando seems to be a little skeptic about it, but John tries to reassure him. Orlando hesitantly puts his hand out and shake it. The two enjoy a good, firm handshake. John releases the shake and then he and Orlando tie up. They struggle across the ring, but John overpowers Orlando just enough to whip him into the ropes. Orlando bounces off the ropes and jumps at John with a cross body, but John catches him and hits a fallaway slam on Ortega. With Ortega makes it to his feet, but John is there to send him down again, with a Russian leg sweep. John picks up Ortega, but Orlando punches John in the midsection with a jab. He nails another one and then he hits a drop kick out of nowhere, sending the Icon to the mat. With Williams down, Orlando nails a standing senton splash and then rolls up Johns leg...ONE...T- But John kicks out with authority.)

HS: "There is obviously a lot of strength left in the former World Champion's body."

FJ: "Who, Fish?"

HS: "No, Jo-"

FJ: "Who, Brian?"

HS: "No, Jo-"

FJ: "Well, Ortega never was World Champion, you really should be more specific."

HS: "SHUT UP, FRANK!"

(Williams gets to his feet and Orlando whips him into the ropes. John ducks, but Orlando flips over him and jumps onto the ropes and reaches backwards, grabbing John's head and hitting a modified and shortened version of his own mortal DDT. Ortega brings John to his feet and grabs his head and runs towards the ropes. Ortega starts a Tornado DDT, but Williams ain't having it. John grabs Ortega and when he's in the spot for a sidewalk slam. John hit it, a la Big Bossman

(RIP). John gets to his feet and watches as Ortega squirms on the canvas. John helps Orlando to his feet and whips him into the corner with force. John charges the corner with a shoulder block and connects, ensuring that Orlando will stay there. John rubs the edge of his right hand, and slashes it down onto Ortega's chest with force. The Columbian native shreeks out in pain as John goes for another, which is accompanied by a few "Wooooooo"s from the crowd. Again, Ortega cries out in pain, and drops to a knee. John picks him up and he blows on his hand, and then CRACK! Another chop to OOO's chest. Ortega takes a few steps from the corner, grabbing the top rope to steady his steps.)

HS: "John Williams is now dominating Ortega."

FJ: "Well, maybe John was right when he said Ortega's head wasn't in it."

(John looks at the corner where his brother is and then looks back at Ortega. He decides to go some more with the former Cruiserweight Champion and he whips him into the ropes. Ortega ducks a clothesline attempt by John and he jumps off the middle rope and back towards John and nails a forearm to his face. John instantly hits the mat and Ortega gets to his feet. Ortega whips John into the corner with his brother, and Brian slaps John upside the head. The referee recognizes the blind tag and Brian is now the legal man in the match, much to the dismay of his younger brother. Brian runs up to Ortega and tries for a big boot, but Orlando drops to the mat and hits a drop toe hold, bringing the big man down to the ground, not even 5 seconds into his "second wind". OOO locks in the camel clutch on Williams and starts to wrench on the neck and back. As Ortega applies more pressure, the expression on Brian's face grows more and more sinister and angrier. Brian uses the strength in his upper body and his arms to try to break free. He grab a hold of Orlando's legs and kicks them out from under him. This frees the pressure on Brian's arms and he then does a push up, with Orlando on his back and starts to re-establish his vertical base. Orlando gives up and bounces off the ropes and hits a bulldog on Williams. Orlando then runs towards the ropes and bounces off the second rope and hits a moonsault on Williams and goes for a pin...ONE...T- Brian kicks out with authority, basically tossing Orlando off him like nothing.)

FJ: "Haha, he throws him around like a rag doll."

HS: "Well, Brian Williams IS the biggest man in the AWA."

(Orlando rolls all the way back to his corner and he sees the Fish extending his arm out for a tag. Orlando, knowing he's on a roll, decides that he should let the Fish give more punishment on the evil and sadistic Brian Williams. Orlando tags his partner in and lets the Cruiserweight Champion continue what he started at the beginning of the match. The Fish immediately runs towards Williams, but Brian comes out of nowhere with a clothesline, folding the Fish in half. Brian lifts the Fish easily to his feet and into the air. Brian is about to hit a brainbuster, but the Fish slips out of it, quickly brings his legs up, and hits an inverted hurricanrana, with Brian basically landing on his face and stomach. The Fish rolls to his feet and stalks Williams as he gets to his feet. The Fish jumps up and grabs Williams from behind in a fisherman's position. Brian reaches back and grabs the Fish and bends over, and using the Fish's momentum, hits an inverted powerbomb in the Fish.)

FJ: "That's what you get for doing all these jumpy jumpy moves! I love it!"

HS: "However, these tactics haven't been too shabby against both Williams brothers tonight."

(Williams brings the Fish to his feet and puts the Fish's head between his legs. Williams quickly whips the Fish up and then shoots him down onto the canvas in a back shattering powerbomb. Williams pulls the Fish to his feet and whips him into the turnbuckle. Brian charges, but the Fish ducks out of the way, and Brian eats turnbuckle. The Fish hops onto the top turnbuckle and jumps off, showing shooting star, but then he grabs Brian's head and hits his shooting star DDT. Brian rolls around on the mat, holding his head. The Fish backs up and gets tapped on the shoulder. The Fish turns around, ready to swing, but John Williams puts his hands up. The Fish cocks his head to the right in puzzlement, but John extends his arm and offers up a handshake, since the two didn't shake earlier. The Fish, knowing what happened with OOO, takes John up on his friendly offer and shakes his hand. John releases and points to behind the Fish. The Fish turns around and sees that Brian is almost to his feet. The Fish charges Brian, but Williams grabs the Fish and nails a spinebuster.)

FJ: "Haha, and again!"

HS: "Fish is trying to put more pressure on Williams, but Williams used it to his advantage."

(Brian looks down at the Fish and then he turns and nails OOO in the head with a forearm, knocking him off the apron. Williams smiles as he turns and picks the Fish up to his feet. Brian grabs him and raises him into the air and finally nails the brainbuster he tried for before. Brian picks up the Fish and sticks his head between his legs. Brian hunches over and brings the Fish up and then cracks him to the mat in a vicious powerbomb. But Brian still holds on! Brian lifts the Fish up, with amazing strength, and nails another powerbomb! Brian this time lets go and lets the entire force of the move take the Fish to the mat. Brian turns around and looks for Ortega, who is still on the floor. Brian shrugs his shoulders and continues his work on the Fish. He pulls the Fish to his feet, but the Fish is trying to fight back. Williams tossts the Fish into the ropes and the Fish bounces back and hits a head scissors takedown! The Fish, clearly on E, struggles to get to his feet. He looks and he sees that Orlando is stepping into the ring. Brian gets to his feet and he sees Ortega charge at him. The Fish does the same, and both men have their right arms extended for a clothesline. Williams ducks the attempt from Ortega, but he ducks at the last minute and the Fish and Ortega collide!)

FJ: "Haha!"

HS: "Oh my, Fish and Ortega had some miscommunication there."

(The Fish and Ortega fall to the mat. Ortega rolls into his corner, holding his head and the Fish struggles to get to his feet. He turns around and at that moment, Brian hits a big boot that almost decapitates the Fish. Brian covers the Fish...ONE...TWO...THREE!!)

HS: "Brian's done it!"

FJ: "The Williams Brothers advance in the tournament!"

HS: "But what the hell happened?"

FJ: "It looked like the Fish and Ortega were going for a double clothesline, but then they just didn't have time to react to Brian's last minute decision to ditch them. Brian capitalized on the error of Ortega and caused the Fish the match."

HS: "Ortega caused the Fish the match? I think you mean that they both cost themselves the match. It was clearly accidental."

FJ: "Oh really? Well, Ortega had to business in the ring anyway. Why would he be in the ring if he wasn't the legal man?"

HS: "I'm sure he had nothing but good intentions with the interference."

FJ: "Well, regardless, the unfortunate team of Brian and John Williams advance in the tournament. I guess Brian is getting what he wants and is prolonging John's agony as staying a partner to a sadistic lunatic who loves punishment, maiming, and dishonesty."

(Brian and John celebrate their win. John extends his hand to his brother, but again, Brian pushes it away and turns his back to John. John takes offense to this and pulls Brian around. Brian gleems into his little brother's eyes, turns around, and leaves the ring. Meanwhile, John begins to walk over to the Fish to shake his hand, but he stops. He notices that the Fish is up and aware, but is staring a hole through Ortega, who stares right back. John offers the Fish a hand to help him up. The Fish accepts and shakes John's hand at the same time, all while staring at Orlando. John walks to the corner and shakes Orlando's hand, congratulating on a hard fought match. John leaves the ring and stares at his brother. No smile is on his face as he sees the back of his brother. Meanwhile, the cameras focus on the staredown between the Fish and Ortega.)

HS: "Not only do John and Brian still dislike each other-"

FJ: "Dislike? I think the word is hatred. Brian is tagging with a man that destroyed an image of someone special, I think there is hatred, not dislike. John is tagging with everything he fights against, hence making this tag team the real Ying and Yang."

HS: "And it appears that the Fish thinks that Orlando hit him on purpose, but it also seems that Orlando isn't going to back down from a good, old fashioned stare down."

FJ: "Oh man, I can't wait until Overpower, because I want to see one hell of a tag team match!"

(We head backstage and see Jessica Kassle all dolled up, talking with a production assistant. From out of no where, we see Kelly “Gunns” Lynch enter the scene. Kelly shoves the Production Assistant and smiles at Jessica. Kelly, wearing head to toe business woman fashion, looks very smug.)

KELLY “GUNNS” LYNCH: “Jessie, honey, we need to talk.”

JESSICA KASSLE: “Oh, okay. About what, Kelly?”

KELLY: “Well, I’ve been thinking and I do feel it would be best for business if you and Ben both didn’t accompany Brian to the ring tonight.”

JESSICA: “Wait! What!?!”

KELLY: “Listen, dear. I know a thing or two about things like this and all you and Ben will do is distract my lovely “Sensation” from his task at hand, and that is winning the World Title! NOT appeasing YOU! Am I making myself clear, darling?”

JESSICA: “You know what? Whatever, Kelly! I’m trying really hard here to coexist with you in Damage, Inc.! But you are being a BITCH and I hope I made THAT clear!”

(Jessica Kassle storms off in a rage and we see Kelly smiling away before walking away as well in the opposite direction. We cut to a dressing room where Mark Keller is standing with the AWA World Heavyweight Champion Low.)

MK: "Low, tonight you will defend your World title for the second time since Classic, as you face 'The Sensation' Brian Stevens for the first time. Any final comments before belltime?"

LOW: "You're damn right. You see, since Mr. Stevens decided to take his time before finally gracing me with his presence and some comments, I haven't had the chance to respond to them. See, he wants to boast about hitting Whisper with a lariat on Xplosion. Well, just how pitiful is it that they were TWO, yet still couldn't beat Whisper? And HE wants to point fingers at me for beating Whisper AFTER going sixty minutes with him?"

"You think being YOUR eight-time World Heavyweight Champion has gone to my head? Buddy, take another guess! Two years ago? Yeah, probably, but Stevens, I'm so used to it by now, I have a realistic view on it. You think I'm resting on my laurels? My friend, you are merely part of the latest generation of AWA newbies that I turn from detractors to believers."

"Don't think that just because I showed you some scenes from a bar that I didn't use any of the remaining 23.5 hours of the day to see a gym. Then again, don't overestimate your own importance, as taking on you certainly didn't prompt me to train any more than usual or even lose a second of sleep. Unlike you, Mr. Girklecknerbeigenson, I don't need extra training to compete in tonight's main event."

"I won't disgrace the AWA Tag Team title anymore than it already has been, but Stevens, if they have to slap some guys together and hold a tournament just to find ONE pair of contenders for you, yes, then you are the kings of a dead division. You said the time for jokes is over? No, it's over when the bell rings. You said you're a snake? Perfect, I've taken out my share of SNAKES in the past. And as your homophobe comments seemed to incline, I may very well be the perfect snake charmer."

"You? You're hitting an All-Time Low tonight."

(Low walks out of view.)

MK: "Strong words from the World Champion. Let's get back to ringside."

(The house lights dim as white lights strobe as the beginning of "Am I Evil?" by Diamond Head blares throughout the arena. After a few second, red begins to strobe as NHL walks out from the back curtain and we notice that he has on the AWA's true version of the United States Championship around his waist and the AWA Tag Team Championship is on his right shoulder. As he comes out through the curtain, he spits out water from his mouth and he stands under the red strobe, leaving a hideously evil look about his face. A few seconds later, he starts towards the ring, with Sarah Hawthorne slowly following behind her now deranged husband, Henry. As NHL slowly makes his way to the ring, he ignores the jeers and boos from the crowd as he walks gets near to the ring. He ascends the ring steps and heads into the ring through the top and middle ropes. Sarah steps in through the bottom and middle ropes as she looks on as her husband stands on the nearest turnbuckle, holding both the United States Championship and the Tag Team Championship in both hands. He raises both arms above his head, displaying both titles.)

HS: “And here it is folks, the US title match…well I should say Polish title match.”

FJ: “ No you shouldn’t, it’s the US, and that’s what it always will be.”

HS: “ Well the Polish side of things, had quite the encounter earlier in the night, actually being hit by a crate, so we can only hope that wont interfere with his match right here and now.”

FJ: “ Speak of the Devil, here he comes.”

(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 holding the Polish championship high in the air, a traditional cigarette in his mouth as he stalks his way down to the ring, and he cracks a cheeky grin at the hideous reaction from the crowd. He circles the ring, rolls in and stands on the turnbuckle surveying the fans with a Cheshire Cat 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 boos and screams, he points the Polish title at NHL, and NHL flashes the original US title at him.)

HS: “These two men have had wars in the past against each other over the No Limit title.”

FJ: “ Now this is a totally different atmosphere Herb.”

HS: “ That’s exactly what I was getting at, lets see what both men can get at in this new more traditional element and after nearly a year of growth as wrestler between them.”

(The bell sounds and the two men circle each other, Andreas throws his cigarette at NHL, but NHL bats it away and spits outside the ring. Andreas goes in for a fake lock up, and NHL side steps him, and Andreas stands in the middle of the ring just laughing. NHL slaps him and then stands there. Andreas gets right in his face, and NHL just stands there, then he slaps him again, rakes his eye and snap mares him over locking in a headlock. NHL wrenches in the headlock and Andreas puts his foot on the ropes, NHL inside forearms the side of Andreas face then stands up and drags him from the corner. And goes for a cover, but only gets a one count. He locks in a headlock again in the middle of the ring.)

HS: “ Plain and simple start to this one, NHL is not letting off Andreas.”

FJ: “ After last weeks world title match, you have to imagine he wants this title more then anything.”

HS: “ As hungry as he maybe for the gold, you can’t count out The Gambit, not even from the start, he is so dangerous with submission in that ring, he can come at you at anytime.”

( NHL picks up Andreas and whips him into the ropes, he catches him with a reverse elbow, then Andreas gets up and he hip-tosses him, then Andreas gets up again and NHL kicks him in the stomach and goes for the Slap Shot, but Andreas shakes away and rolls out of the ring, grabbing his head and back.)

HS: “ Andreas head was in the right place there, but not in this match.”

FJ: “ Especially with him main eventing Overpower, it’s those damn Polish, I swear Herb.”

HS: “ I highly doubt being Polish has anything to do with it.”

FJ: “ Oh contraire, it has everything to do with it.”

(Andreas gets back into the ring, as NHL meets him with a kick, but Andreas punches his stomach, then his ribs, then gets up and throws a punch, it’s blocked he gets whipped, but he reverse the whip and on the return goes for a clothesline, it’s ducked, he gets met with a knee to the stomach. Then a whip to the corner, and a clothesline into the corner, and he gets launched out with a northern lights release suplex.)

HS: Impressive combination right there. With that crate falling on him earlier in the night, Andreas has definitely got to be feeling that.”

FJ: “ WHo gets hit by crates anyway? It’s a freakin CRATE!”

(Andreas is getting up and NHL kicks his stomach then uppercuts him and delivers a suplex, he holds the and rolls on the ground, turning it into a front face lock. He punches Andreas a few times, and keeps the lock hard in. Andreas kicks his feet as he starts to stir, getting up to one foot and then standing, but NHL turns it around and into a hammerlock, Andreas elbows and then rams him backward into the corner, he comes out and then turns around with a hard slap, returning the favor from earlier, as he whips him across the ring, and charges at him with a forearm smash. He grabs NHL’s leg and dragon screws him out of the corner.)

HS: “ Andreas might have some steam in him after all.”

FJ: “ well lets see what he’s got, with those submissions.”

(Andreas goes for the four card trick, but NHL fights it, and fights it hard on the ground. Grabbing Andreas leg and hitting at his calf. Andreas leans down to punch him away but NHL slaps his temple, then monkey flips him over and gets to his feet. He bounces off the ropes and knocks Andreas down with a clothesline, then another one, and he sends him to the mat with a DDT, as he gets up and takes a breath.)

HS: “ That was short lived.”

FJ: “ POOOOOOOOOOOLISH.”

( NHL delivers a leg drop, then he punches Andreas multiple times with his leg still across the neck. He pick shim up and throws him into the ropes, Andreas just falls against them though, and NHL charges but gets back dropped over them, he lands on his feet and waits for Andreas to turn around as he gets met by a slap in the face, then a shoulder to the gut and a sunset flip. He rolls into it and gets the ONE..TWO..kickout after two. NHL is quickly up again and delivers multiple forearm shots to the face, and he then hit’s a hard kick to the kneecap and in one motion sends him over with a snap suplex. )

FJ: “ POOOOOOOOOLISH.”

HS: “ Stop that Frank. NHL is simply dominating for the most part in this.”

FJ: “ Dude…a crate!”

(Andreas kicks the head of NHL on the ground, as he backs up into the corner, and then Andreas gets up and charges him with a knee hit to the top of the head, bent over. Andreas grabs him for a headlock and punches him multiple times and then goes for the arm, trying to flip him over in an armbar, but NHL holds the ropes. Andreas kicks the ropes grabs the head and charges with a bulldog. But NHL picks up Andreas and delivers a spinning side suplex, then gets up to his feet and delivers a blatant choke to his neck, until the ref counts to 4 then he lets go. He grabs Andreas and picks him up as he hit’s the back of his head with an elbow, his face with a knee and sets him up high in the air and down to the mat, but Andreas turns it into a cross body, and there’s a cover.ONE..TWO..kickout.)

HS: “ Andreas countered, and now he has a burst in him.”

FJ: “ Did not see that coming, I mean it was a crate!”

(Andreas throws NHL into the corner, charges with a clothesline, throws him into the ropes and delivers a hip-toss, then he kicks the knee of NHL, but NHL falls into the ropes. He grabs him from the ropes and rolls him into a pin, but its rolled out of and NHL gets to his feet but so does Andreas and Andreas bell to belly suplexes him. NHL bounces off the mat and he grabs the ropes, and his back trying to get up. Andreas his slow, but on the prowl again as he grabs NHL’s leg from behind, but NHL wiggles it free, he turns around with a knee to the face using the bottom rope to spring for some elevation. Andreas falls back some, NHL charges and pick shim up into a spine buster, and stands over him looking about the arena.)

HS: “ That was a back and forth exchange there. Who knows where this one could go from here.”

(NHL picks up Andreas and delivers the Slap shot, right in the middle of the ring, he hooks the leg, and the ref makes the ONE..TWO…THREE.)

HS: “ It’s got no where to go but to victory. Very impressive win here by NHL.”

FJ: “I wonder where the Poles head was in this, lets hope Overpower sets him in the zone.”

(NHL jumps up to his feet and rolls out of the ring. He snatches the Tag Team Championship off the time keeper and gives it to his wife. He takes the United States and Polish Championships and holds them above his head as he laugs at the loss that Andreas has just suffered.)

HS: "Is NHL taking all three titles?"

FJ: "Yeah, he's the AWA Tag Team Champion, the United States Champion, and now the Polish Champion as well."

HS: "That's not right. I think Henry should leave the Polish title."

FJ: "Why, he won it fair and square."

(NHL walks up the ramp, backwards, and he looks at the ring while holding up both the US and Polish titles. We then go to a commercial for Overpower on September 25th, before going back to ringside.)

FJ: "Excuse me, Herb, I think it's time for my interview."

(We see Frank throw down his headseat and head to the ring. Suddenly the camera angle changes and goes to the stage as "Respect My Game" by Master P blares over the PA. We hear the crowd begin a chorus of boos, and some people throwing stuff at the top of the stage. We see Jeff Christianson appear at the top of the stage, followed by none other than his former/current wife, Paige Christianson. We see someone about to throw something while they are in the middle of the aisle, but he looks over at them and shakes a finger as if to say I wouldn't do that if I were you. We can see a broad smile on Jeff Christianson's face as he finally makes it to the ring. He allows Paige to climb up the ring stairs first, and then he follows. He holds the bottom rope for Paige, and then grabs the top rope and jumps up to pull himself over it.)

FJ: "Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like you to welcome my guest tonight, right here in the city of Brotherly Love, 'Dark Warrior' Jeff Christianson."

(The crowd really begins to boo and throw things in the ring. We can see AWA security trying to eject fans as Frank continues.)

FJ: "They act like you did something to hurt their feelings, Jeff... any comments?"

DW: "Actually I don't have many comments for the City of Brotherly love. Do you know why, Frank?"

FJ: "Why's that?"

DW: "Because they aren't showing much love for me. I'm really questioning whether I should do this interview tonight."

(We now hear the crowd boo even more. We see a couple of people try to jump the rail, but security quickly stops them.)

FJ: "Anyway, before we continue, let's show what happened on Xplosion."

(We look at the AWAtron, where Cynder moves to use the advantage created by Janus. C-Rock is lifted into a short clothesline, and rolled for a pin Cynder. C-Rock barely kicked out. Cynder becomes irate. Suddenly at the ramp way, we see Jeff Christianson making his way down to the ring.)

FJ: "There's Jeff Christianson."

HS: "He made it, and not a moment too soon.

(Jeff Christianson then makes a motion at Janus, who steps into the ring, distracting the referee. Jeff Christianson now grabs a steel chair from the ringside area. Cynder begins to back off as Jeff Christianson enters the ring. Apparently, C-Rock saw Jeff Christianson come down to the ring, as he is on his feet, turning around to make a tag. C-Rock turns around and ...

THWACK!!!

C-Rock falls to the ground lifelessly. Jeff Christianson tosses the chair to a chorus of boos and exits the ring.)

HS: "How could he do that?"

FJ: "Silent C wasn't getting the job done, so he did it himself."

(We now see Cynder go for the cover. One...)

HS: "Don't let it end like this."

(Two... Three... Cynder and Janus seem a bit confused as Jeff Christianson just smiles at the top of the ramp.)

HS: "Why, Jeff? Why?"

(We fade back to the Shock ring with Jeff Christianson, Frank Jackson, and Paige Christianson.)

FJ: "You say you're not afraid to answer the tough questions, so I'll ask one if you allow it."

DW: "Go ahead Frank... I'm ready for any question you've come up with."

(We now see DW stretch out his neck. Frank continues with his question.)

FJ: "Herb asked this on Xplosion and the whole world wants to know... Why, Jeff? Why?"

(Paige Christianson now begins to speak.)

PAIGE: "You see, in his contract it says he has to appear on AWA television... it doesn't say anything about wrestling. Therefore, he didn't wrestle. Jeff, tell them the rest."

(Jeff now cracks a smile as he begins to speak in his usual arrogant voice.)

DW: "You see, I got tired of carrying C-Rock around. From country to country, arena to arena, he never made me feel welcome here. Since he didn't make me feel welcome, he obviously wasn't proud of the fact that I announced I was ready to attain singles gold again. That may be why he should change his name from C-Rock, to Silent C... because he's been silent ever since Xplosion went off the air."

(We now see all three of them laugh. Frank continues on now.)

FJ: "Of all the interviewers in the AWA, why did you choose me?"

DW: "You're the best of them all... Herb couldn't conduct a proper interview if you gave him a script. Larry Porter can't ask the tough questions... and of course my lovely wife here was let go after the Paul Parker experiment was dropped."

FJ: "Dropped?"

DW: "You see, I thought all of that up myself. You know, to get the crowd behind me. We never once thought about actually having a real divorce. I just wanted to show that I could command anyone in the AWA at any time. It helped me not only get a contract back, but it even made that stupid group of clowns, Elimination Enterprise, side with me and help me get back in the AWA."

FJ: "Interesting. You also said you had an announcement you wanted to make regarding the AWA's pay-per-view."

(Jeff Christianson and Paige both smile at this. Frank smiles a little late, as if to say did you guys leave me out of the loop here.)

PAIGE: "You see, this is very interesting. I'm sure Travis Gray would want to have Jeff Christianson vs. C-Rock for the first time ever on pay-per-view, but we're leaning a different way."

DW: "She's right. Since the World title match is already taken, I thought I would give something bigger to the AWA than C-Rock vs. Jeff Christianson. You see, for the first time ever, I will challenge a non-contracted AWA wrestler to a match. I challenge the man who attacked me at AWA Classic to a one-on-one match."

FJ: "What an ANNOUNCEMENT TO END OUR INTERVIEW WITH!"

(We fade to a commercial.)

(We go backstage again and see Onslaught waiting anxiously for the Make-Up Lady. Onslaught is pacing back and forth growing more and more anxious with every passing moment…suddenly, we see a large shadow growing larger every second coming down on Onslaught until a Crate lands on the skull of Onslaught. The Crate explodes and Onslaught is down! We hear someone climbing down a steel ladder and finally he emerges from the shadows... it’s NHL!)

NHL: “Oh, Ben, how foolish of you, lad. No lady would EVER ask you for a good romping and yet you bought right into like the bloody idiot that you are! Ben, as of this moment, I don’t really see a purpose for you in my little merry band of destruction. From here on out, chum, you are out of Damage, Incorporated! You bloody twit!

(Henry boots Onslaught in the nuts for good measure and starts to walk away, but before he leaves he turns around.)

NHL: “And Ben, if you happen to run into Andreas, make sure he knows that it was Nathaniel Henry Lee who dropped a crate on his empty skull! In fact, inform that Neanderthal that it was also myself who dropped the crate on Cynder. My plan was masterful, Ben, but you tainted it with your insolence! A Make-Up Lady!? Mark Keller? Pick your targets, lad! But then again, no one can compare to me and my masterful mind. I am greatness, Ben! I am Nathaniel Henry Lee! Now piss off!”

(Henry walks away in disgust with Onslaught holding his head and groin with separate hands…)

(The lights dim in the arena, which are suddenly are replaced by a flooding of Damage, Inc. green and white flashing strobes and spotlights as they focus on the entrance ramp as ‘Roofies’ by Index Case hits over the P.A. system. The fans immediately react to the opening riff as the greet the arriving superstar with a chorus of heckling and profanity. Brian Stevens emerges atop the entrance ramp, with his AWA World Tag Team Championship secured tightly around his waist, just after the intro of the song plays itself out. Stevens simply stands on top of the ramp, looking down on the people who are screaming obscenities towards him. Stevens smiles smugly at the hatred emitting from the fans as it’s his driving force. Stevens raises his arms and is greeted with an even louder response from the fans. Stevens laughs and drops his arms and begins making his way down to the ring by the way of the entrance ramp and proceeds to the ring. Stevens slides into the ring and runs the ropes a number of times before stopping in the center of the ring where Stevens cockily pounds his chest while alternating his hands before throwing open his arms and allowing the fans to bask in his greatness…and they respond with a very loud and thunderous chorus of boos. Stevens finally retreats to his corner and waits for his opposition…)

HS: “There he is, Frank. The Minnesota native who has been on quite the roll as of late here in the AWA.”

FJ: “Yep. Stevens has been winning match after match as of late and as you can see from the gold around the kids waist, he is one half of the AWA World Tag Team Champions.”

HS: “He and his tag team partner NHL, who wrestle as Damage, Inc., have held the AWA World Tag Team Titles since just before the Classic Pay Per View, defeating the then-champions Bad Blood for the straps. Since that time, Damage, Inc. has looked VERY dominant.

FJ: “Oh yeah. Brian and Henry look like they are gonna hold those belts for a long, long time.”

HS: “It should also be noted that Nathaniel Henry Lee who Andreas Lasiewicz earlier tonight for the AWA United States Heavyweight Championship becoming a double champion…maybe this is the night of Damage, Inc.?”

FJ: “I said last week that NHL would upset Low, but he didn’t…but this week, it is my belief the Brian Stevens WILL upset the World Champion, Low!”

HS: “Regardless of tonight’s outcome, I expect nothing short of a classic encounter!”

("Drink New Blood" begins to play and strobe lights in all colors flash all over the arena in accordance with the wild song. Low steps out from the back, with the AWA World Heavyweight Championship around his waist, and makes his way down the ramp, not wasting too much time getting himself down to the ring. As he enters the ring, he steps right up into the center of the ring and locks eyes with Brian Stevens. Low removes the World title from his waist and raises it into the air with his right arm, showing Stevens his dominance. The ref takes the belt from Low and backs him into his corner…)

HS: “If you want to talk about dominance? Look no further than the Eight time CURRENT, reigning and defending AWA World Heavyweight Champion…The Legendary Low!”

FJ: “No one in this company has had nearly the amount of success that Low has had. Even if Stevens doesn’t win…if he is able to have a good, strong showing against the Champ, I think that says something for the kid.”

HS: “Low, the first thing he did, was step into the ring and show Stevens that HE was the champion.”

FJ: “Yeah, but to “The Sensation’s” credit…he didn’t blink! He kept his eyes on the belt AND Low! This kid is ready to break out tonight!”

(The referee holds up the title to show the crowd the prize the two men are fighting for before bringing to the awaiting time keeper on the outside of the ring. The referee calls for the bell and it sounds on cue. Both superstars take a step out of their corner and step center ring, face to face. Both men jaw back and forth for a good couple of seconds before the referee steps in between and tells them to stop the talking and start the wrestling. Both men take a step back and start to circle before finally stepping up and locking up with a collar-elbow tie up. Stevens powers Low to the ropes, but Low is able to bounce and gain the advantage. Stevens quickly follows suit and bounces of and the two start rolling along the length of the rope, trying to gain the advantage. The get to the corner and the ref tries to break it up, with Low having his back against the turnbuckle pad. The ref gets in between and tells Stevens to give Low a clean break, and surprisingly, the young upstart complies and backs up to center ring…)

HS: “Both men looking to get some sort of advantage here, but it looks like they are both very evenly matched.”

FJ: “Size-wise, there isn’t a whole lot of difference between the two. They are both the same height and Stevens has one extra pound for the weight advantage…which is probably from downing all that Minnesota beer.”

(Low and Stevens lock up again in the collar-elbow tie up and again, they go to the ropes, this time with Low having the advantage…but again, Stevens gets the advantage for a second and they start the same chain of reversals as before in the ropes and roll all the way to the corner again with Stevens backed into the corner this time around. The ref calls for a break and Low steps back, but fires a shot at Stevens and connects with a solid bitch slap to his face. Stevens doesn’t take it, though, and spits in the face of Low!)

HS: “Neither man showing the other an ounce of respect!”

FJ: “I wouldn’t either if I were in their shoes! These two men just don’t get along at all and couldn’t be more different! Stevens is the cocky, arrogant, brash kid with the unique talent to back it up. Low is the serious Champion and a established superstar with a very well rounded style of wrestling!”

HS: “So what you’re saying is this one is going to be a battle?”

FJ: “That’s an understatement! This one will be a frickin’ war!”

(Low waits for Stevens in the center of the ring and tells him to ‘bring it!’ Stevens complies and gets out of the corner and pie faces Low! Low immediately fires back with a knife edge chop! Stevens fires back with a stiff chop of his own! Low looks to fire back, but Stevens goes to the eyes of Low! Low immediately tries to pull away, but Stevens stays on him and nails a good couple of forearm strikes and backs Low into the corner. Stevens bitch slaps Low and follows up with a leaping knee strike right to the jaw of Low! Low immediately grabs at his jaw, but Stevens doesn’t give him a chance to assess the damage as he Irish Whips Low to the opposite corner! Stevens gives Low the finger and yells ‘fuck you!’ before he rushes in with his Tidal Wave…but Low is able to roll out of the way of the leaping kick and waits for Stevens center ring! Stevens turns around and ducks a Yakuza kick attempt by Low! Stevens finally connects with a Mafia Kick to the skull of Low! Low staggers for a second before falling down in a heap as if he blacked out! Stevens sprints over to Low and goes for a cover!)

FJ: “NEW CHAMP! He knocked him out!”

(Low kicks out at two, though and sits himself up to shake out the cobwebs…but Stevens doesn’t let him breathe as he fires a stiff kick to the back of Low! Stevens yells to the fans, asking them ‘what do you think of your champion now!?’ The crowd boos away and “The Sensation” laughs before firing another shot at the back of Low, this one connecting harder than the last one! Low falls to the ground to protect his back, but Stevens doesn’t hold back and leaps into the air and double stomps the chest of Low! Low starts to flop around to get some air back into his lungs as it would appear that Stevens knocked the air out of the lungs of Low! Stevens stalks Low and waits for him to find his footing…and once he does, Stevens sprints to the ropes and jumps up to the second rope before spring boarding back at Low and drilling him in the face with a stiff kick! Low falls hard, but uses his veteran savvy to roll out of the ring and catch his breathe again and regain his composure. Stevens doesn’t stop at all and gets a huge running start and takes to the air and hit’s the prettiest dive in the business on Low…the Tope Con Hilo! Both men are down!)

HS: “My god! Stevens is a man possessed right now!”

FJ: “Dude, it’s the AWA World Heavyweight Championship! The MOST prestigious title in the business right now! You gotta go balls out and Brian Stevens is doing just that! He’s leaving it all out there as if it were his last shot ever!”

(Stevens is the first up and gets up on the ring apron and ascends the turnbuckle and starts yelling at the fans and giving them the finger! The fans boo loudly and start chanting ‘Let’s Go, Low!’ Stevens gets pissed and frustrated and gets back on the ring apron and waits for Low to get on his feet. Low finally does and Stevens charges at his skull with a modified Shinning Wizard knee strike, but Low ducks! Stevens turns around and gets folded in half with a spear by Low! The fans pop and go absolutely crazy! Low shakes his head and gets his wits about him and drags Stevens up and tosses him into the ring. Low follows suit but Stevens kips up as soon as Low gets into the ring! Low looks a bit shocked, but Stevens does come up holding at his ribs from the spear! Low pushes Stevens and it looks like we’re right back to where we start earlier! The crowd claps as they are starting to really get into this match…)

HS: “The fans are starting to get on their feet for this one!”

FJ: “The kid is showing me a lot, but Low is also showing me something by being able to take the stiff shots from “The Sensation” and keep his cool…but damn! Did you hear some of those shots by Stevens?”

HS: “I think everyone’s ears are ringing here in Philly from those shots!”

(The two superstars look to lock up again, but Stevens goes after the legs of Low! Low doesn’t allow this to happen as he floats over and rides Stevens to the mat, but Stevens is able to slide out before any damage can happen and we are at another stand still! The fans start clapping louder as their anticipation is building for more action! Both men get center ring again and look for another tie up, but again, Stevens goes for a double arm leg sweep, but Low is wise to it and jumps making Stevens miss completely. Low, once back at a sturdy base, throws a kick at Stevens, but Stevens is able to pull away.)

HS: “We have us a good, ol’ fashion stalemate, Frank!”

FJ: “This has to be pissing Low off! He is facing a kid who, to this point, is more than unproven. Don’t get me wrong, Stevens has had some really amazing matches so far, but he hasn’t proven to be in Low’s league yet…at least in Low’s mind!”

(Both superstars look to lock up again, but Stevens kicks Low high on the left leg! Low winces in pain before throwing a kick of his own and connecting with Stevens left leg this time! Stevens shakes it off for a second before throwing another kick at Low’s left leg! Low backs up riles himself up and tells Stevens to ‘fucking bring it!’ Stevens throws a standing leg lariat at Low and Low ducks but Stevens comes right back with a rolling leg sweep and takes Low out! Low tries getting back up to his feet but Stevens holds the head of Low down and starts delivering short kicks to the face of Low! Low backs off into the corner as much as he can and finally gets to his feet, but Stevens keeps on him and starts throwing some forearms into the mug of Low in the corner. Stevens doesn’t relent and starts throwing shoulders into the gut of Low! Stevens pulls him out of the corner and connects with a snap suplex! Stevens pulls Low into a sitting position and hit’s his Triple Strike Combo of the slap, kick, and running knee! Stevens goes for a cover and again, he only gets a two count! Stevens slaps the mat in frustration…)

FJ: “Stevens wants that belt, Herb! He said he’d kill for it!”

HS: “He just might have to do just that to keep Low down long enough for a three count!”

(Stevens brings Low up to his feet by his ears and drags him into the corner and slams Low’s head into the turnbuckle! Stevens snapmares Low out of the corner and connects with a rolling neck snap! Stevens yells at the fans afterwards and asks them again ‘how do you like you’re champion now!?’ Low hears this and it seems to awaken him and give him a second wind and once Stevens turns around…he is shocked to see Low standing! Low tells Stevens to ‘bring it on!’ Stevens runs up to Low and hit’s a hard running Forearm strike! Low waves at Stevens, telling him to throw another strike and Stevens happily complies…but Low ducks and this time on the turnaround, Low drops Stevens with the Yakuza kick! Stevens flies backwards and gets tangled up in the ropes! Low starts stomping away at Stevens in the ropes and looks to have snapped! Stevens finally frees himself from the ropes and falls clumsily outside to the floor…but Low isn’t finished yet! Low gets a big run and this time, Low uncharacteristically flies through the ropes and hit’s a huge diving forearm tope! Both men are down again!)

HS: “Oh, man! How many times does Low do a Suicide Dive, Frank!?”

FJ: “Barely EVER! This night is special, Herb! Low knows that he is gonna have to wrestle outside of his comfort level to beat and compete with the uncanny offense of Brian Stevens!

(Low is the first up and he brings Stevens back to his feet and tosses him to the steel guardrail and follows closely after him…but Stevens jump up and balances himself on the top of the guardrail and flies backwards at Low and drops him with a moonsault press! Stevens gets right up and brings Low back to his feet and tosses him into the ring. Stevens follows up and hoists Low up and spikes him on his skull with a cross-legged Brainbuster! Stevens floats over and goes for a cover but again, he gets only a two count! Stevens looks to the ref and questions the call, demanding that the count was a three but to no avail. Stevens shakes his head in frustration, but stays on Low and locks the World Champion in a Muta Lock! Low powers his legs out, but Stevens is wise and flips backwards and holds onto a front facelock. Low fights his way to his feet and tosses Stevens to the ropes in a great show of intestinal fortitude and Low drops Stevens with a shoulder block. Low staggers for a second, again getting his wits about him. Low finally makes his way back to Stevens, but Stevens is ready and does and handstand and kicks Low in the face! Low reels back and Stevens gets back to his feet. Low is quick to charge at Stevens and Stevens falls to his stomach and Low runs over and rebounds back. This time Stevens leapfrogs Low. Stevens goes for his world famous dropkick, but Low is wise to it and grabs the ropes and stops his momentum and Stevens falls right on the back of his head. Low brings Stevens back to a vertical base and sends him to the ropes and drops him with a HUGE Spinebuster! The fans immediately get behind their champion and start chanting ‘LOW! LOW! LOW!’)

HS: “NEVER count the World Champion Low out EVER! He just showed right there exactly why he is one of the best if not THE BEST in this business!”

FJ: “Jeez! Stevens whiplashed off that mat HARD!”

(Low brings Stevens up to his feet and backs him into the corner. Low whips Stevens out of the corner and chases in with a Roaring Elbow! Low lowers Stevens into a sitting position in the corner and Low starts stomping a ‘mudhole’ in Stevens! The ref tries to break it up, but Low will have none of it and just keeps stomping. Finally, Low breaks away and sprints to the opposite corner and runs back at Stevens with and connects with a solid running kick to the face of Stevens! Stevens looks to be out!)

HS: “Low has snapped!”

FJ: “Low is pissed!”

(Low brings Stevens up to his feet, but Stevens starts trying to fight his way up by hitting Low in the gut with some shots…but Low shakes them off and knees Stevens! Low locks Stevens in and connects with a big-time High Angle Belly-to-Belly Suplex! Low goes for a cover but he only gets a two. Low shoots the referee a look, perhaps trying to intimidate him to make his count faster. Low brings Stevens up and snapmares him over and locks in a Dragon Sleeper! Stevens tries to fight out but Low turns it over and into a Dragon Clutch! The fans start yelling ‘TAP! TAP! TAP!’ After a good minute, Low let’s the hold go and starts playing to the fans, who pop big time for the World Champion!)

FJ: “Stevens needs to put a stop to Low’s offense at once if he wants to win this match at all.”

HS: “The longer this match goes, the more it plays to the advantage of the Champion, Low.”

(Low whips Stevens into the corner and follows in and connects with a clothesline. Stevens stumbles out of the corner and Low sneaks behind him and locks on a turnbuckle sleeper hold! Low barely gets Stevens off the ground, but long enough for a 4 count and that breaks up the hold. Stevens crawls out of the corner, but Low stalks his challenger and jumps down on the ribs of Stevens with a knee. Stevens flops around for a couple seconds and holds at his ribs. Low drags Stevens up and this time he drops Stevens with a beautiful snap Powerbomb! Stevens lands right on his head!)

HS: “Did you see that!? Low is trying to kill him!”

FJ: “It’s simple. Stevens tried to upstage Low early in this contest…this is just Low cashing in a receipt!”

(Low pushes his weight forward from the Powerbomb and goes for a cover! Low gets a two…but he turns the kickout into a Elevated Boston Crab! Stevens is quick to make his way to the ropes to get the rope break! Stevens gets up slow and Low his him lined up and charges in running with a clothesline…but Stevens ducks and nails Low with his trademark Dropkick on the turnaround! Both men are slow to get up but Stevens sees an opening and takes everything inside of him and runs to the ropes and springboards off of the second rope and flips backwards and catches Low with the stalling reverse DDT! The fans awe and clap for the move, as it’s absolutely spectacular. Stevens drapes himself over Low, but only gets a two count. Stevens is slow to get up and breathing hard. Stevens limps over to the ropes and exits onto the ring apron. Stevens leaps up and springboards into the ring and hit’s a 450 splash onto Low with authority! Stevens covers and still only gets a two count!)

HS: “Stevens is making another run here! Can he keep the Champion down!?”

FJ: “The kid’s got guts for sure. Not many people can hang with Low like this and still be effective! Very truly and honestly impressive!”

(Both men are very slow to get up and seem to get to their feet simultaneously. Low tries to knee Stevens in the gut, but Stevens rolls over and nails Low with a step-up Enziguri on the turn around…but Low doesn’t fall! Low stumbles back and keeps his balance on the top rope, holding himself up. Stevens charges in with a Shinning Wizard in the corner and connects! Low still is on his feet and stumbles out of the corner again! Stevens runs off the opposite ropes and looks to hit his devastating Lariat…but Low ducks! Stevens turns around and gets kneed in the gut! Low flips over and goes for a pin with the sunset flip! Low gets a two count but immediately brings Stevens into an Ankle Lock submission out of the cover! Stevens is able to counter by rolling through and he sends Low to the mat! Stevens kips up and catches Low this time with a HUGE Lariat!)

FJ: “UPSET!”

HS: “LARIAT! Stevens has put away NUMEROUS men with that!”

FJ: “GO FOR THE COVER!”

(Stevens crawls over and finally covers Low…but doesn’t hook the leg! Low kicks out at two! Stevens gets up and grabs the ref by the collar and pleads his case, saying that it was three! Stevens goes for another cover…and Low kicks out again, a little quicker than last time. Stevens slams the mat and catches his breathe. Stevens finally brings Low to his feet and pushes him back to the ropes. Stevens chases in after Low and hit’s a stiff forearm smash…but Low fires back with one of his own! Stevens hits another! Low hits another! Both men trade forearms back and forth until Stevens gets the advantage and starts unloading with a series of stiff punches, slaps, and jumping knee strikes…but this fires Low up! Low starts unloading in likewise fashion, striking with incredibly stiff shots! Low goes for one last clothesline to end Stevens, but Stevens ducks and hits Low with a Pele Kick! Both men are down and the ref starts to count them down!)

HS: “Did you ever think when you arrived here tonight that you would see a match like this!?”

FJ: “No way! I am way impressed with both of these men! Whoever wins this match will absolutely deserve it!”

(The ref counts to nine and both men get up to their feet. All the while the fans were clapping away, encouraging both men to get to their feet as this match has been incredible! Low goes on offense with a kick to the gut of Stevens. Low bitchslaps Stevens before going for a Cradle Piledriver! Stevens is able to fight out and back body drop Low up and over! Low gets right up and Stevens connects with the Shell Shock on a unsuspecting Low! Stevens signals for the end and brings Low up and on his shoulders and he rushes Low’s neck into the corner turnbuckle with the Krush Rush! The fans awe at the move! Stevens keeps Low on his shoulders and looks to hit the move again! Stevens charges…but Low turns it into a Tornado DDT! On the DDT, Low’s leg hit the referee!)

HS: “Oh no! With the ref down, this would be very opportune for Damage, Inc. to run in and screw Low over!”

FJ: “I hear ya…but I don’t see them!”

(Low tries to wake up the ref…but it’s no use. Low takes the opportunity to drop Stevens, who was rising to his feet, with a low blow. Low again heads over to the referee and finally the ref starts to come to. Low smiles as he makes his way over to Stevens and drags him up by his hair. Low kicks Stevens in the gut and goes for the Low Stunner! Stevens pushes Low off on the rebound from the ropes, Stevens hoists Low up for the Sweet Sensation…but while Low is on the shoulders of Stevens, he rolls through and goes for a pin, but Stevens rolls through too! Low looks for a quick clothesline, but Stevens blocks and throws the arm of Low the other direction and hit’s the Ace Crusher on the counter! The fans get to their feet and a mixture of boos and cheers flood the arena!)

HS: “Oh, my god! Stevens is going to do it! Ace Crusher! Ace Crusher! Ace Crusher!”

FJ: “I told you! Upset!”

(Stevens makes the cover and hooks the leg! The ref counts…1!…2!…3! Low kicks out at three and the refs hand hit’s the mat! The bell rings! Stevens is shocked and raises his arms in victory! The ref throws Stevens arm down and tells him that it was two! Stevens grabs the ref by the collar and begs for the three. The ref pushes Stevens off and goes to the time keeper and ring announcer and tells them that it was just barely a two count…)

RING ANNOUNCER: “I have just been informed by the Referee that Low DID kick out at the last possible moment! By orders of President Travis Gray and the Referee…This match MUST continue!”

(The fans erupt with cheers! Stevens looks very determined and stands over the body of Low and removes his elbow pad before tossing it into the crowd. Stevens waits for Low to get to his feet before hitting the ropes and going for the Lariat! Low ducks and the power of the swing by Stevens sends him staggering! On the turnaround, Low is ready and connects with a kick to the gut and the Low Stunner! Low goes for the cover and he gets the THREE COUNT!)

HS: "Low wins!"

FJ: "And Stevens came so close."

HS: "It appeared he had won just moments ago, but Low kicked out at the very last moment and in the end prevailed as so many times before."

FJ: "Yes, Damage Inc. couldn't topple Low, but they added the United States title to their collection."

HS: "They surely did and I wonder where that leaves Andreas Lasiewicz headed into Overpower. Fans make sure to tune in to AWA Xplosion this Friday, as we will find out which teams will go to Overpower to compete for a shot at Damage Inc."

(As "Drink New Blood" plays, Low celebrates and holds the World title belt high into the air, as Brian Stevens looks on and the scene slowly fades to black.)