The camera comes on as Insomnia comes on the air, but instead of inside the arena, we are inside an office. Shane West is sitting behind a desk, looking somewhat sad. He waits for the cheers to die, before finally speaking.

Shane: Good Evening AWA fans. I promise not to take up too much of your time. As of last week, Damien, attorney for Gerritt Van Der Krift, aka Goth, promised me that I would "have hell to pay". I want to take this time to send a message to Gerritt, and to Damien.

I have spent the entirety of my adult life in the wrestling industry. It wasn't just a job, it was a career. Once I was banned from competing inside the ring, I found a completely legitimite way to become a member of the industry behind the scenes as a member of the Board of Directors. Are Goth and I on the best terms? No-not at all. I don't like him, and he sure as hell doesn't like me. I tried to offer the olive branch, I tried to work with him in making the AWA the best company it could be, and he had no interest in doing so. He is now insistent on pressing litigation. Do you know what such litigation would do? Throw the AWA into chaos. It would send the company's stock into a nose dive. It would cost this company so much money that we may have to close the doors.

Shane sits stoicly for a moment while allowing this to sink in. Shane: Yet they have the gall, they have the balls, to say that I don't care about this company. Nothing can be further from the truth. Goth built this company from the ground up, its true. I can not, nor will I ever, deny that. He made this company great, but sometimes, company's have to move on. This is one of those moments. He would rather destroy this company than allow me to be at the helm. So- after speaking with my attorneys, I have a solution to offer. Something that will not cost the AWA money, but may in fact earn it more money. Wrestlequest, in 1 week, Shane West versus Goth, control of the AWA at stake.

You have always gloated that you have always beaten me. I won't deny it. While I've managed to get the upperhand a few times, any time we have stepped into the ring against one another, you have emerged victorious. Hell, my last AWA pinfall loss came against you, over 1 year ago. You're the last person who's ever pinned me. So, in all fairness, this is something that is in your favor.

So the question then becomes... why? Why would I do this? Whats my game, whats my scheme? Easy. A prolonged legal battle, as I've said, would cost no one other than the AWA, its competitors, and its fans. It is not in the best interest of the company at large, and regardless of what Gerritt and Damien have said about me- I love this company. I've bled for this company, I've gotten skin stapled into place for this company, and I have had C4 blow up in my face for this company. AWA is my home, and I will do anything to keep it running, and to keep it profitable.

So, while I have the legal right behind me. While Goth has no claim, and no real chance of winning a legal battle, I will forgo it. For the benefit of the company, its competitors and its fans. Wrestlequest, Shane West versus Goth, one on one, Standard rules, with everything on the line. You win Gerritt, and I step down, walk away, and am not heard from. I win- and you come back to work, but you work for me. And together, we make the AWA the best damn company the world has ever seen. You laid the foundation, and I would be a fool to dismiss that. Together, we can take the AWA to places its never been.

Consider my offer Gerrit.

The camera fades out from Shane West, and comes back to Tex and Duff at ringside.

Duff: Can you believe that!?

Tex: I really can't, Duff! Shane West is putting everything on the line, sacrificing his position in the company, putting everything at risk, for the good of the AWA!

Duff: Are you kidding me Tex? You bought that line of bull? Shane knows he can't beat Goth's lawyers, so is trying to weasel his way around the legal proceedings- unfortunately for him, he just offered to step into the ring with Goth, and as he said, Goth has ALWAYS beaten Shane West.

Tex: It will certainly be interesting, but the question is... what will Goth's response be?!

Fang vs. Crimson Lovecraft vs. Todd Hoaglin

Winner: Fang

The camera comes on inside the office of the AWA's new Chief Executive Officer, Shane West. He is sitting behind his desk, when Michael Andrew's enters. He has the International Championship over his shoulder, and Shane gives him a nod of greeting and motions for Andrew's to sit.

Shane: I'm sorry it came to this Michael, you are definitely one of the best competitors we have, and I hate stripping someone of a title. In this instance, however, my hands are tied. In the AWA By-laws, it is set up to prevent situations in which someone may hold two titles simultaneously. As a student of the sport, I'm sure you're aware of the incident in which Despayre was forced to give up the same title you hold now in order to be one half of the tag team champions.

Andrews: I am, yes. I understand the situation perfectly Mr. West, and no hard feelings. Its just business. But can I ask a favor?

Shane: Of course! What might that be?

Andrews: At Wrestlequest, when the International title is put on the line for a new champion to be crowned... make it a hell of a match.

Shane grins and nods, offering his hand for Andrew's to shake. Andrew lays the International Championship across Shane's desk, and stands, taking Shane's hand, and shakes it.

Shane: That is something I CAN do. I guarantee it. Good luck in your Universal title match at Wrestlequest.

Andrews leaves, with Shane staring down at the title belt on his desk. He looks pensive for a minute, pondering how to proceed forward, when the camera fades to black.

Scene cuts backstage to show “Devastator” Jason Perry dressed in his ring gear, speaking on his cellular phone.

Dev: Bob, this is Jason Perry… No, everything in the house is fine… Actually, there is something about the house I need to talk to you about… Got some good news recently… Alicia’s pregnant… Thank you… Anyway, I need to set up a nursery for the baby, and I was thinking of converting the media room… Yeah, and I’d need to get an addition built for the new media room… Well, get back to me with an estimate and we can get started on obtaining the permits we need… Talk to you later…

Jason ends his phone call as Foxxy Dreams walks up to him.

Foxxy: Jason! Haven’t had a chance to congratulate you and Alicia on your good news…. Is Alicia around?

Dev: No, she isn’t.

Foxxy: Because of all of that business with Blackheart? I can understand that. But tonight, you have to deal with Robbie McCleland, the reigning Television Champion.

Dev: The bastard Prince of Porn? That little Scottish shitstain beats the shit out of his old man and he thinks he’s a bigshot. Then he gets lucky and beats Thomas Evans after I spent the past couple of weeks pounding the Yorkshire pudding out of his sorry ass, so he thinks he’s the greatest thing walking the face of the earth. Tonight, Robbie is going get a wake-up call. I beat the shit out of his daddy, and I’m going to beat the shit out of him. Champion or not, he’s getting a world championship-caliber beatdown, and there isn’t a single, solitary thing he can do about it.

All of a sudden, Jason’s phone rings. He sees who is calling, and looks at Foxxy before answering it.

Dev: Gonna have to cut this short, Foxxy. Alicia’s calling…

Foxxy: No problem. Congratulate her for me, will you?

Dev: Will do.

Jason answers his phone and walks off to hold his conversation in private. Scene cuts back to ringside.

Devastator vs. Robbie McCleland

Stormy Canyon: The following contest is a non-title match, and is set for one fall.

The arena lights go out as the first chord of "Oh Hell Yeah" blares on the sound system. Red footlights light up as the second chord plays. Devastator makes his way on stage as the the opening guitar riff plays. He looks towards the ring and the house lights come back up and he makes his way towards the ring in time to the music. When he reaches the ring, Jason climbs to the apron, grabs the top rope, and vaults over into the ring. He rips his t-shirt off and tosses the remnants to the ringside attendant.

Stormy Canyon: Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California, he stands 6’7” and weighs in at 267 pounds, “The Walking Force of Nature,” “DEVASTATOR” JASON PERRY!!!

Tex: Well, it seems we have new music to usher in the Devastator. He’s the last person I’d expect to swap out his trademark entrance theme.

Duff: Who cares about that? Where is Alicia!?

The camera cuts to one of the skyboxes, where Alicia Perry stands, flanked by two large men in black suits. She looks out towards the ring, gives a shout of encouragement to her husband, and then the camera cuts back to the ring.

Tex: I guess she is here, after all.

Duff: What is she doing up there? And what’s with the Men in Black?

Tex: I knew she couldn’t stay away. This business means too much to her. That, my friend, is true dedication. No wonder Devastator married her.

The lights go down, and Summer Shudder by AFI starts to play, a spotlight shines on McCleland, he holds his arms up and blue and white fireworks shoot off in an X behind him. He takes his time with the fans, he's very nice, but inside the ring he is all business, he paces around, and once the bell goes off, it's all over

Stormy Canyon: And his opponent, from Edinburgh, Scotland, he stands 5’9” and weighs in at 145 pounds, he is the reigning AWA Television Champion, “The Scottish Sensation,” ROBBIE MCCLELAND!!!

Tex: Talk about a rough week for this kid. First, he finds out that the man that had raised him isn’t his father, and that he’s the son of a porn star. Now, he has to step into the ring with the man that has soundly defeated his father several times.

Duff: Isn’t Perry supposed to be a father now, too? Maybe he can ask Woodrum for parenting tips.

Tex: You’re kidding, right?

Duff: What? I’m just sayin’. The guy can use all the help he can get.

Tex: Ugh. Just watch the match.

Devastator watches as McCleland charges toward him like a rabid dog, and the big man from California just puts his hand out, laughing as McCleland starts swinging, Perry’s long arm preventing the Television Champion from connecting. Perry pulls his arm back, still with a vice-like grip on McCleland’s head, and shoves the champion across the ring.

Tex: So far, Devastator is dominating the Television Champion.

Duff: Well, what did you expect? Perry towers over the guy for starters, and weighs nearly twice what he does. Never mind that Perry has been wrestling since this kid was still being potty trained.

McCleland gets to his feet in the corner, climbing the turnbuckle. He reaches the top rope, then launches himself at Devastator with a missile dropkick. His feet connect with Perry’s head, staggering the big man but not knocking him down. Perry regains his footing while McCleland stands up. As Perry shakes off the cobwebs, McCleland sneaks around behind him, using the ropes to gain momentum as he blasts Devastator in the back of the knee with another dropkick. This sends Perry down to one knee.

Duff: That’s how you do it! When you’re dealing with a larger opponent, you gotta get them off their vertical base.

Tex: Yeah, a smart move by the Television Champion, but you and I both know that it takes a lot more than that to keep a man like Jason Perry down.

At that moment, McCleland runs the ropes again, hitting Perry with a Shining Wizard. This finally sends the massive Californian down, and McCleland wastes no time going for a pin attempt. He gets a count of one before Perry powers out, shoving McCleland off with enough force to momentarily send him a couple of feet into the air.

Tex: And Perry kicks out with authority! I told you it would take more than getting the big man off of his feet!

Duff: Can’t blame the kid for trying, though.

Devastator quickly rolls to his feet, just as McCleland makes an attempt at a calf kick. He blocks the move, absorbing the impact with his arms. McCleland hits the mat hard, grabbing his shoulder. Seeing this, Perry picks him up, pulling him into position for a double-underhook Powerbomb. He lifts McCleland up before dropping him to the ground like a rag doll. Perry then moves over to his legs and twists them into a Texas Cloverleaf. McCleland screams as Devastator pours on the pressure.

Tex: Perry is showing absolutely no mercy on this kid! I wouldn’t be surprised if he tapped out right now!

Duff: The referee needs to stop this match before Perry snaps that kid’s spine!

Tex: You and I both know that’s not going to happen.

Ending 1 - Devastator After several agonizing seconds, Perry finally releases the hold, looking down at McCleland as he grabs his lower back. He pulls McCleland to his feet before slapping on a Dragon Sleeper. The referee checks to see if McCleland wants to submit, and gets an emphatic “NO!” from the Scottish Sensation. Perry then drops McCleland to the mat with a sickening inverted DDT.

Tex: And again, Perry is in complete control of this match.

Duff: Nothing builds momentum heading into the biggest pay-per-view of the year than a victory over a current champion. But the match isn’t over until the ref counts to three!

Tex: Thank you for the reminder, Captain Obvious!

Duff: Hey, I’m just sayin’… We all know how quickly a match can turn around.

Perry drops down for a cover, but McCleland somehow manages to kick out at the last second. Frustrated, he turns to argue with the referee, insisting that it was a three-count, but the referee repeats that it was only a two-count. An angry Devastator then turns around to find McCleland charging at him. Perry sidesteps, sending McCleland into the ropes. As the Scottish Sensation bounces back, Perry levels him with a decapitating clothesline that sends McCleland into a midair spin before landing face-first onto the mat.

Tex: That clothesline came straight out of HELL!

Duff: I’m surprised McCleland’s head is still attached to his body! That was SICK!

Again, Perry floats down for the cover, but McCleland manages to get his foot on the ropes. The referee sees this, stopping the count at two. This adds more fuel to Perry’s fire, and he signals to the crowd that he’s through playing around. At that moment, the camera cuts away to the skybox where Mrs. Perry is sitting. She stands up, sliding her thumb across her neck with a sly smile on her face. The camera then cuts back to the ring, as Devastator pulls McCleland up and into position…

Tex: I think Perry’s going to put an end to this match VERY shortly.

Duff: I think you’re right. It looks like he’s setting McCleland up for…

Perry hoists McCleland up, bouncing him off of the top rope and into his patented finishing hold, a slingshot suplex/brainbuster combination.

Tex: There it is! TOTAL DEVASTATION! This match is over!

Perry floats down for the cover and the referee drops down for the count.

Ref: ONE…TWO…THREE!

The referee calls for the bell, signaling the end of the match. Stormy Canyon makes the announcement as the referee raises Perry’s arm.

Stormy Canyon: Here is your winner, “The Walking Force of Nature,” JASON “DEVASTATOR” PERRY!!!

“Oh Hell Yeah” begins to play over the sound system as Perry celebrates his victory in the ring. He points up, presumably towards one of the skyboxes, before flipping backwards over the top rope to exit the ring.

Winner: Devastator

The scene cuts to the backstage area, where Sergio Cueva is standing outside his dressing room in his ring gear, his cell phone in his hand.

Sergio: Yeah, Dad. They’re up there with her now… No, she wasn’t too thrilled, but she knows it’s for her own good… Dad, she gets it from you!

Sergio glances over to see Page Harris walking toward him. He rolls his eyes.

Sergio: Um, Dad, I need to go. I’ll call you once we’re out of here… All right, bye.

He hangs up his cell phone and puts it on a table just inside his dressing room door.

Sergio: What is it, Page?

Harris: Don’t mind me. I just wanted to get your thoughts about your match against Blackheart.

A sneer creeps across Sergio’s face as he hears her mention the name of his opponent.

Sergio: I thought I’d never come across someone that was a bigger asshole than “Twisted” Lethal Steele, but I guess I was wrong. This guy makes Steele look like Mister Rogers. It doesn’t really matter though. Anyone that has to brag about how evil they supposedly are is really more bark than bite. Still, after everything he’s said about my family, especially my sister, I can’t let that slide. I’m gonna go in there and kick the ever-loving shit out of that son of a bitch. Once I get through with him, he’s going to wish he never messed with my family.

Harris: Where is your sister, anyway? Isn’t she usually here with you and Jason?

Sergio: My sister’s whereabouts are none of your business, all right? She’s not here, but she’s somewhere in this building. That’s all you need to know. And you know damn well why she isn’t backstage. In your case, you should be glad she isn’t. I’d hate to think how she’d react if she saw you here. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got an ass to kick…

Sergio shuts his dressing room door and starts to walk away.

Harris: Good luck!

Sergio doesn’t turn around, but gives a rather dismissive wave as the scene ends.

Sergio vs. Blackheart

Stormy: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a Hardcore Match!! Before I introduce you to the opponents let me introduce you first to the special guest referee!!!

The beginning of Not Again starts to play over the loud speakers of the arena as the lights dim down to a soothing level. Attention is drawn to the Tron and you can see smoky light start to build up and then the guitar rif hits hard and there is an explosion of strobe lights and pyrotechnics along the ramp and on top as Michael comes into view. He is wearing a referee shirt, and tight pants. He has a smile on his face and a look of aw as he looks out to the crowd holding one arm up high. He starts to walk forward as the music slows down again and holds both of his harms out wide mouthing the words, “ I made it! And so can You!” He slaps hands with the audience as he makes his way down the ramp and to the ring. When he gets to the edge of the ring apron he looks left then right and then leaps up to the ring as the hard rock hits again. He uses the top rope and then springboards into the ring doing a corkscrew flip and lands with a bow. The crowd goes nuts and he makes his rounds through the ring stepping up on the turnbuckles to shout out to the crowd. He nods to Stormy to continue

Stormy: The special referee!!! Michael Andrews!!!

Andrews starts to wave his hand to the people as we hear the music from the first contestant

Stormy: The first wrestler to come down the aisle, stands in at 6’5 and weighs in at 290 pounds!! Hailing from Long Beach, California!!!! Sergio!!!

“You’ve Got Another Thing Coming” begins to play through the sound system as orange lights illuminate the stage. During the opening guitar riff, Sergio makes his way to the stage. He pauses, looks around at the crowd, then Sergio slowly raises his arms until they’re even with his shoulders. He then make his way to the ring. Once he gets to the ring, the lights begin to alternate between orange and red. He climbs onto the apron, steps through the ropes, climbs onto the second turnbuckle, sticks his arms out again, then lowers them as he slaps his right hand on his chest. Sergio takes off his tank top and throws it out of the ring, then jumps down from the turnbuckle, waiting for the match to begin.

Stormy: And his opponent!! Standing in at 7’1 and weighing in at 333 pounds!! Hailing from unknown parts of New Jersey!!! The Devil!!! Blackheart!!!

The lights in the stadium turn off as the dark ominous beginning music for 'Fundamentum' begins the theme song of the wrestler about to appear. As the bells start to sound in the song the lights in the stadium flash with each chime first there is no one there. Then the giant 6 ft 10 in hooded figure appears to the shock of the audience for he was not there before. The chanting and music plays as the giant man known as Blackheart heads to the ring calmly with purpose. The fans boo him, but not loudly when he passes by them heading to the ring where he will face his next opponent. Stormy Canyon, the no nonsense ring announcer, has to catch her composure before speaking even in her voice it sounds like fear.

Stormy Canyon: Coming to the ring from Unknown parts of New Jersey. Weighing in at 333 lbs. Standing at 7ft 1inch: "The Devil" BLACKHEART!

Distain is on his face as he removes his hood towards his opponent and the crowd. Blackheart tosses his leather cloak to the side even turning his back at his opponent for he is not worried or concerned about who he is facing. With his strange blue grey eyes, he stares at his opponent, a new victim that he is ready to destroy. For he enjoys what he does and Blackheart knows there is nothing his opponent can do to stop what will be happening to him.

Tex: I’m looking forward to this one, after the attack from last week. The things that Blackheart has said in recent weeks!! And the fact that everyone can do whatever they want!!!

Duff: HERE WE GO!!!

Sergio charges in on the big monster with full speed ahead. Driving big blows to the chest of the monster, who is seemingly unimpressed by it all and after a few blows to the head kicks Sergio in the midsection. He then drops him to the floor with holding on to his head and a big time kick to the jaw. Blackheart grabs Sergio by the arm and lifts him up before dropping him with a big time headbutt. Blackheart seems to be enjoying it as he grabs Sergio by the head and starts to lock him in a big time Camel Clutch as he sits down on the lower back of the former International champion and chokes him out. Andrews can only look on and check if Sergio wants to give up

Duff: I’m also wondering what is going through Andrews mind? He should as hell not like the big guy, but Sergio is also an opponent at the PPV!!! Who knows, he may allow him to get hurt for a bit!!!

Blackheart suddenly lets go and starts to beat down on the bald head of Sergio. He then follows it up with a big time claw on the face as he slowly pulls him up to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Where we can see Sergio slide through the ropes and land hard on the outside. Blackheart follows him to the outside where he grabs a chair, he sizes Sergio up as he wants to blast him across the back with it. But he gets surprised as Sergio suddenly charges in on him. This sends them both into the security railing, where Blackheart has hit his lower back against. Sergio drives several more shoulders into the midsection before turning his attention to the head of the big monster. He delivers several hard punches to the face before kicking him in the midsection and executing a leg drop on the concrete floor

Tex: WOW!!!

Sergio grabs the chair that was originally brought in the match by Blackheart and drives it in the midsection of the big man. Who then gets slammed in the back, because of the impact of the blow causing him to drop forwards on the ground. Sergio then drops the chair and grabs the big man by the head and pulls him towards the chair. He sets him up for a Piledriver on the chair on the concrete floor

Duff: NO WAY!!!

Tex: Can he get him up?? He’s too big!!

Sergio tries to lift the monster, but the size and weight is too much. He tries it again and again he fails, the third time he gets countered by a back body drop from Blackheart. This causes Sergio to land on his back on the Spanish announce table. Andrews rolls out of the ring and checks on Sergio, but gets spinned around by the monster as he tells him to shove it. Blackheart starts to deliver several big time blows to the skull of Sergio, before dropping him face first onto the table.

Tex: It’s amazing that the table didn’t break under that weight of Sergio!!!

We suddenly see Blackheart climb the ring apron and he gets to the corner where he seizes up Sergio as the crowd is holding it’s breath

Duff: This is sickening… I think I’ll be loving this!!!

Suddenly Blackheart walks to the middle of the ring and then jumps off with a legdrop. Aiming for the former International champion, but Sergio rolls out of the way at the final moment. Causing Blackheart to crash through the table and lands in a painful way. Both men are out as Andrews checks on Sergio and then Blackheart as the fans are starting a holy shit chant. The split screen shows up and shows how Blackheart went for the kill, but missing Sergio with a blink of an eye. Sergio is slowly getting to his feet, we can see his face busted open because of the assault he had to endure earlier on when being slammed face first into the announce table. He grabs a broken monitor and blasts it across the face of the giant before looking at the face what now also is busted wide open. He then grabs the leg and starts to kick it with authority, before dropping it hard on the floor as if he delivered a DDT. He gets up and starts to kick at the bad wheel once more before suddenly getting surprised by the giant as he kicks him into the steel ring post

Tex: This match goes up and down!!! Who will win this one!!!

Slowly the big monster gets to his feet, showing anger and pain on his face as he holds on to the security railing for a few moments to get his balance back. He then turns towards Sergio, he palms his head and shoves it into the steel ring post. Pushing against it with all of his might before delivering a hard slap across the chest. This causes Sergio to drop on the concrete floor as Blackheart slowly stumbles towards the middle of the ring and looks underneath it and finds….

Duff: That’s…. it can’t be… it’s the…. KITCHEN SINK!!!!

A kitchen sink can be seen underneath the ring, the big monster throws it in the ring as he stumbles back to Sergio. Michael Andrews looks on as he is unsure about the kitchen sink and pushes it to the corner of the ring

Duff: What is Andrews doing? He can’t participate in the match!!! He just needs to count to three!!!Tex: I think he is concerned on the wellbeing of Sergio and Blackheart. He doesn’t want big time injuries!!

The lights go dark as "Some Chords" by Deadmau5 hits the speakers. The crowd starts cheering as they await the arrival of Die Hard. The lights come back on and He is in the ring standing across from Michael Andrews. Sergio is still in the grip from Blackheart is on the right of him. All four men are in the ring as Andrews and Blackheart are sizing up Die Hard, while Sergio struggles with the grip of the big man.

Tex: Die Hard hasn't taken his eyes off of Michael Andrews since he stepped in the ring.

Duff: Wait, what's he doing with that chain around his neck?

Die Hard removes his heavy chain over his head and begins wrapping it around his right hand as he walks towards Andrews. The crowd are all on their feet as Andrews readies himself for a fight. Sergio still fights the grip from his opponent as Blackheart has a devilish grin on his face as he nods as if to understand Die Hard's intentions. Die Hard and Andrews are now a foot from each other and words are spoken between them. When suddenly Die Hard turns to his right and swings his chain laced fist right into Blackheart's skull dropping him instantly. The crowd is going insane at this act from Die Hard. Sergio immediately covers Blackheart as Andrews counts to three and calls for the bell

Stormy: The winner of this match!!! Sergio!!!

Die Hard unwraps the chain and puts it back around his neck as Andrews and Sergio get to their feet again as both of them looked confused. Die Hard looks at Blackheart's unconscious form and slowly mouths the words.........YOU LOSE. He then looks at both Andrews and Sergio and gives a slight nod to them. He then exits the ring to a chorus of cheers.

Tex: What the hell? Die Hard just signed a one way ticket to hell if you asked me!

Duff: Well I'll say this for Mr. Hard. I have a feeling he's been dying to meet the devil himself.

. Suddenly Shane West his music hits as the man emerges on the Titan Tron.

Shane: Now Mr. Hard… that wasn’t very friendly of you. Now I understand you want to get it on with Blackheart for some reason. Well it won’t happen next week at WrestleQuest as I already booked you for a title match. But one week after WrestleQuest on the first Insomnia of June, I will book you in a ball and chain match against the big man. Oh and if you are successful to win the International Championship? Then it will be for the gold my friend…. So have fun!!!!!!

With that Die Hard turns around and has a sick grin on his face as he knows he has a dance with destiny

Duff: This is going to be sick!!!

We come back from a commercial break as we see Blackheart starts to exits the ring after his match. Guest Referee Michael Andrews grabs the mic from Stormy Canyon and returns to the squared circle. The music stops playing and he puts the mic to his lips stepping in front of the giant, blocking Blackheart's path. Blackheart looks at Michael Andrews with arrogant amusement but Michael Andrews stands his ground.

Michael: Hey big man. Where do you think your going? I don't think the fun is quite over yet.

Blackheart: Oh? You? I crush insects like you for fun.

With a raised eyebrow, Blackheart looks down at Michael Andrew with a sadistic smile creeping across his face. Michael Andrews continues to talk speaking in the mic ignoring Blackheart's jab at him.

Michael: Last week, you choke slammed me harder then I have ever been hit in my life. I was out like a light and you just laughed about it. As much as I can appreciate a good chuckle every now and then I think you and I have some unfinished business before I get to have my WrestleQuest moment next week. So what do ya say Mr. Evil? You game or are you too wore out for little old me?

Blackheart: I have time for you, insect. You show more balls than Barnhart or even that idiot Die Hard. Attacking me from behind Get yourself ready. I will even let you have the first blow.

Andrews drops the mic and throws off the referee shirt. Blackheart starts to laugh seeing Michael Andrews bravado against him. Anger returns to the face of Blackheart as he looks at Michael Andrews prepare himself.

Duff: What the hell is Andrews thinking Tex? This guy is freaking huge!

Tex: I don't know Duff but the spry young champ better have something up his sleeves.

Duff: He doesn't have any sleeves Tex! He's sleeveless!

With that Michael starts throwing blows at the seven foot tall monster and with no avail. Blackheart throws a strong right back at Andrews but it is ducked under. He recoils off of the ropes and flies at the Beast and is met in mid air by a big boot. The crowd winces with the hit as Michael crumples to the mat. Blackheart starts to laugh with wild insane eyes he points to the fallen man shouting at the audience as they boo. Picking up Andrews, Blackheart grabs him embracing him in a powerful bear hug. Andrews comes to a bit and starts to wiggle.

Duff: Oh no!

Tex: The power in those arms and Blackheart outweighs Andrews by a 118 pounds!

Duff: I think it's worse than that partner! He also has over a foot over him. He is making Michael Andrews look like a rag doll!

Michael Andrews tries to break free from the powerful arms of Blackheart, who is grinning with arrogant glee. The fans are booing hating seeing Michael Andrews in this position as Blackheart is suffocating him in his arms. Michael Andrews starts go limp, but the giant does not seem to care squeezing even harder.

Duff: Michael Andrews is out! He cannot breath if Blackheart does not let go of Michael Andrews soon. He could die!

Tex: That psychopath!

Blackheart shouts to the audience letting go of his strength in a moment. A moment that costs Blackeart as Michael Andrews uses both his thumbs stabbing the giant Blackheart in the eyes! Michael Andrews was being coy as he falls to the ground. Catching his breath. Michael Andrews looks over at Blackheart who cannot see.

Duff: How in the...

Tex: Andrews was playing possum! He used Blackheart's arrogance against him!

Andrews catches himself getting up slowly from this Beast's strength. Blackheart still rubbing his eyes but starting to get a focus. Andrews waits a moments and leaps up to the top rope where he springboards off going for the M3. The crowd starts to cheer but they stop as Michael finishes his decent and is caught by his throat hoisted up for another choke slam by a very angry Blackheart.

Tex: What does Andrews have to do here Duff?!

Duff: Lay down and take it apparently.

Before Blackheart can bring him down Michael brings his legs up and locks him in the Choke Collar triangle. After a few moments Blackheart is taken to his knees and looks to be fading a little bit but so does Andrews as you see the giant's hand still squeezing on Michael's throat. Security finally comes from the back and starts to move down the ramp way.

Tex: It's about time.

All of a sudden the camera zooms in and we see that both men's eyes open wide at the same time. Michael with a look of worry and Blackheart with a look of anger. The evil beast gets back to his feet still connected to Andrews and runs for the ropes. He releases his hold as he gets there and Michael goes flying into the security guards who have reached the bottom of the ramp. Security crumples like bowling pins and Andrews seemed to have his fall broken. He shakes his head a bit and gets back to his feet. Blackheart is still standing in the ring with his arms raised. The sadistic smile as back and Andrews backs up the ramp a little with a look of concern on his face.

Tex: Is this the future we are looking at Duff?

Duff: Maybe so partner.

Andrews cracks his neck and starts to walk back to the ring but more security have come out and stopped him. The show cuts to commercial as Michael argues with them and the fans are going nuts.

Winner: Sergio

We cut to the loading dock at the TD Garden in Boston. What we find when the scene appears on our screen is Bill Barnhart sitting in a chair on the loading dock. We notice there are a few boxes of empty bottles of various sized and colors and a large metal basket in front of him. Bill is breaking the bottles and tossing the broken pieces and shards of glass into the metal basket.

Welcome to the loading dock at the TD Garden in Boston. Look at what I am doing Chris! I am not going to allow some maintenance person create my glass shards for me and you can see that I have taken matters into my own hands…literally!

Bill breaks a few more bottles, he inspects the pieces, and then he dumps them into the metal basket.

The way I understand the Taipei Deathmatch is that our hands are supposed to be taped up, then dipped in blue, and then dunked into broken glass to make weapons out of our hands. Chris you are being allowed in on a special feature you probably didn't expect. At Insomnia on May 14th you and Casey Anthony brutally attacked me and you cut me up with your hands and broken glass. Let me tell you Shipman, as I did during my segments during the week, that not only am I not going to back down from you in any way, shape, or form, I am also going into our Taipei Deathmatch with the glass literally a part of my body. How is that you ask? It is very simple! Instead of allowing my hands to be taped before dipping them into glue and then the glass, I am going to skip the taping of my hands and I am going to simply dip my bare hands into the glue, and then the glass, so that me and the glass are one. I know some people will think I am crazy but I don't care. I figure there isn't much more you can do to me so I might as well do it to myself while doing you in.

Barnhart breaks the remaining bottles and he dumps the broken glass into the metal basket. He then holds up the metal basket so that the cameraman can get a good shot of the broken glass inside of the basket.

Gee, Chris, when I think of the damage I can cause with this glass glued onto my hands I think someone might give me the nickname of SHREDDER! Har har har!!! See you later this evening "brother!" Har har har!!!

We have to admit that was a bit creepy but Bill Barnhart has to do what he has to do in order to get Iris and his deceased son's ashes back.

Chris Shipman vs. Bill Barnhart

We come back from commercial, with Tex and Duff in the booth. Duff is talking to Tex while Tex just listens and nods. Duff: What we have in front of us in our main event… it is not for the faint of heart.

Tex: That is as true a statement as I’ve ever heard. What we will be witnessing in our main event- it is more than just a match, and it is more than just “personal”. This, ladies and gentlemen- this is about BLOOD.

The camera recaps us back, showing clips of Shipman tormenting Iris. After winning a match giving him control of her, he has tormented the dog even worse. Clips from the Shipman House of Pain match from a few months ago air, with Barnhart emerging successful, only for Shipman to run off with Iris. Then, with dramatic music playing in the background, Chris Shipman’s revealing of the Urn, with Bill and Lupe’s deceased son’s ashes.

Shipman: I’ve got your little girl… I have your little boy… and what do you have Bill? WHAT DO YOU HAVE?!

It recaps Bill’s losing streak since that time, his constant distraction, Shipman still not content to let it go.

Bill: Chris- You’ve taken EVERYTHING from me- and now… Now I’m going to take it back!

Shipman: No- not everything Bill. I haven’t taken everything. Not Yet. Lets talk about your mother…

Shipman points up the ramp and Casey Anthony appears pushing a woman down to the ring in a wheel chair. The woman seems to be in a comatose state as she is not moving or fighting. Suddenly Bill Barnhart begins laughing hysterically.

Bill: Are you serious? You have lost your mind Chris. Ladies and gentleman, may I introduce to you, Shipman's mom.

Shipman: Oh Bill. you are right, that is my mom but let me give you a bit of history about her. See after I did some digging I found out some information about her. She was born in Oakland, California. She was married to a Barnhart and had a son. WHile this son was a little boy she up and left the Barnhart family and moved to London, where she met a successful doctor, Harold Shipman. Together they had a son, me. So if you figure it out, I guess you can say, hello brother.

The words “hello brother” echo as the recap focuses on the disbelief on Bills face. The situation leading to the Taipei Deathmatch follow-

Bill: CHRIS! You have taken my dog, my son, and now what I thought I knew about my mother. This isn’t about hatred anymore Chris. This is about BLOOD.

Clips of Shipman jumping Bill at the end of last insomnia air, and Shipmans voice can be heard echoing “What’s a little blood between brothers”. The recap video ends with a split screen look at both men, Shipman looking at Barnhart with maniacal glee, and Barnhart looking livid and pissed as hell, with Shipmans voice echoing in the background “Hello Brother”.

Tex: Ladies and Gentlemen- that video, it gave you an idea of what happened to get us to this moment- but let me make something clear, I don’t think it properly prepares us for what we may be witnessing tonight.

Duff: I have to agree with you Tex. I have been a commentator for many years. I have seen hardcore matches of every variety, but anytime someone says the words “Taipei Deathmatch”- well, I get nauseous. This is a brutal brutal match folks. Both competitors wrap their fists in tape, and then dip them in a bucket. Inside the bucket is shards of broken glass. They will go after one another, with these “Fists of Glass” in order to demolish the other. Their will be blood this evening fans… lots of it. So parents- tuck the kids in bed, make sure no one you don’t want witnessing this to be able to do so.

Tex: Good warning Duff- and a very fair one at that. At this point, I think our viewers are aware of what they are in for, so with no further ado, let us go to Stormy Canyon at ringside, ready to announce the two participants of our Main Event!

The camera switches over to Stormy Canyon standing in the ring. Referee Richard Head is standing next to her with a large industrial sized hard plastic bucket between his feet. The camera zooms in on the contents of the bucket, revealing the wicked sharp shards of glass. The camera refocuses on Stormy as she announces the competitors.

Stormy: Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is scheduled for ONE FALL, and will be contended as a Brother versus Brother TAAAAAAAAIPEI DEATHMATCH! Both competitors will dip their fists into that bucket, covering their fists in shards of glass. At which point it is a one fall to the finish! Introducing first, from OAKLAND, CA… he is Bill BAAAAAAARNHART!

TAKING CARE OF BUSINESS by Bachman-Turner Overdrive hits the speakers. The TRON crackles to life and we see a collage of video clips of Bill Barnhart performing in wrestling matches. Bill walks out from backstage, his face stern and serious. He continues along the entrance walkway and under the TRON. As he walks under the TRON, pink and white pyros erupt around him on both sides of the entrance walkway and also from the TRON above which cascade sparks down around him. Bill slowly makes his way to ringside, before stepping into the ring. He takes a few deep breaths, and referee Head has Bill dip his fists in the bucket, and Bill comes back, his fists covered. He looks at them solemnly, nodding.

Stormy: AND HIS OPPONENT! From WEST LONDON- he is… CHRRRRIIIIIIIIISS SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIPMAAAAAAAAAN!

The lights in the arena turn red as Raining Blood begins blaring. A red liquid begins falling from the ceiling at the entrance way. Soon Casey Anthony appears with a an urn in one hand, and Iris on a leash in the other. She waves at Bill with the Urn, as Shipman emerges from behind the curtain and walks through the rain as he stares at the crowd and the ring. They slowly walk to the ring, Shipman grinning maniacally at Bill. He enters and the lights go to normal to show Shipman covered in the red liquid staring into Bill’s eyes. He dips his fists into the bucket, and Richard Head hands the bucket through the ropes to an assistant. Shipman admires the broken glass on his fists as he stares at Bill. The music fades and Richard Head begins checking both men for foreign objects, starting with Bill.

Tex: Ok- what is the point of checking them for foreign objects?

Duff: They’re still against the rules…

Tex: THEIR FISTS ARE FOREIGN OBJECTS.

Bill was clean and so Head turned to Shipman, and walks over to check him. He’s checking Shipman’s boot when Bill charges in. With Head looking at Shipman’s foot, Shipman takes a moment and spits the red liquid from his entrance at Bill, spraying him with it, and getting it in his eyes. Bill immediately goes to wipe his eyes out of instinct, but catches himself last minute, so he doesn’t gouge his own eyes out by accident.

Duff: That was crafty! Dirty as hell, but crafty!

Tex: Bill might be blind right now! If not, he certainly almost did the job for Shipman!

The bell rings and Shipman immediately goes after Bill, but is stymied when Bill throws out a couple jabs. Forced to evade them, Shipman falls back. Bill takes a step towards Shipman and throws another jab, and again Shipman is forced to back up. Shipman hits a toe kick, delivering a quick snap kick to Bill’s inside leg. Bill stumbles, and that gives Shipman the opening he needs, and he pounces. Immediately a right cross is delivered, connecting with Bill’s jaw. Bill rolls with the punch, allowing its momentum to carry him to the mat, and then he rolls out of the ring. Already a cut is open and bleeding on his cheek. Casey goes to take a step towards him, but Bill spies her and she backs up. Bill walks up the ring steps, and Shipman allows him to get back into the ring, and again they start circling, shadow boxing, throwing feints and jabs. Shipman throws a jab, but that gives Barnhart the opening he needs, delivering a punch hard to the ribs. Shipman’s eyes go wide as he stumbles, and Barnhart doesn’t slow- he follows his right with a left, than another right, sending rapid fire shots at Shipman’s abdomen. Shipman is doubled over in pain, gashes opening up in his chest along his rib cage, and Bill grabs Shipman in a headlock, and begins grinding his fist against Chris’ forehead, grinding the glass into flesh, ripping it free from his skull.

Tex: we’re not even two minutes into this, and it is one of the bloodiest spectacles AWA’s ever seen!

Shipman drops to the mat and Bill walks over to continue his assault, but Shipman again lashes out with his foot, this time connecting with Bill’s groin. Bill doubles over in pain, clutching his testicles. Shipman immediately lands a shot on the forehead and Bill’s down. Shipman rolls over and gets on top of Bill, and goes to plant a punch on Bill’s forehead, followed by another and another. Shipman gets up and Bill rolls around holding his forehead as best he can. Shipman walks over and leans over the top rope to Iris and Bill Jr’s ashes.

Shipman: You see me whipping your dad’s ass?!

Having successfully taunted the dog and ashes of a deceased child, Shipman turns around, the same malicious grin we’re familiar with forming over his face. Bill gets to his feet, but blood is pouring out of his forehead, and is matted in his chest hair. Shipman runs in and hits a running elbow, staggering Bill into the ropes. Bill collapses into the ropes, and in doing so, accidentally trap himself in them, as the middle rope and top rope catch his arms. Bill suddenly realizes the position he’s in, and starts fighting like mad. Shipman on the other hand, is jumping around in maniacal glee! Shipman turns and begins hunting Bill, who’s trapped. The referee goes to release Bill, but Shipman gets in between him and pushes him back. Then turning back to bill, he stomps in. Bill attempts a kick or two to get Shipman away, but Shipman just timed the kicks and dives in and delivers a punch to Bill’s gut! His pink and black spandex tear on the broken glass, and more blood begins to flow.

Tex: Oh god, someone needs to stop this!

Duff: It is not often we agree Tex, but- c’mon! Bill’s defenseless right now, trapped in those ropes- he’s basically Shipman’s punching bag!

Shipman rolls out of the ring, and begins to land kidney shots on Bill from behind, while whispering into his ear. Bill fights like hell to break free but can’t. Finally Shipman stops the onslaught, once more stepping into the ring. Once again in front of Bill, he starts to talk smack, and Bill spits his blood into Shipman’s face! Shipman’s hand immediately goes to his eyes, and he accidentally cuts himself above the eye! Shipman curses and tries to get the blood out of his eyes while the referee free’s Bill. When Shipman finally opens his eyes blood free, Bill is just climbing free of the ropes! Shipman is ran down by a rampaging and bloody Bill Barnhart and is clocked in the head! Bill goes to work delivering right hand after right hand into Shipmans forehead, pausing to dig his fist, covered in glass into the forehead. Shipman howls in pain, and now its Bill’s turn to smile!

Tex: Shipman is certainly getting his right now!

Bill gets up and tracks Shipman, hunts him, waiting for him to stand. Finally Shipman gets to a knee, and Bill lands a uppercut square on the chin, and Shipman hits the mat. Bill looks around, and through his blood he grins. He points to the turnbuckle and the crowd screams their approval. Bill goes to it, and ascends to the second turnbuckle. He holds his right fist high, motioning for a fist drop!

Tex: Shades of Jerry the King Lawler!

Duff: Shades of Bret Hart!

Bill jumps off the second turnbuckle to deliver the fist drop, but at the last possible moment, Shipman rolls out of the way. Bill lands fist first on the canvas, the glass digging into his own skin. He curses and rolls around holding his fist, and Shipman is still down on the mat. Shipman crawls over to the ropes, blood pouring from his forehead, and ribcage. He fights to a standing position, and Bill is still on a knee. Shipman dives, and executes not quite a chop block, as instead of sending his shoulder crashing into the back of Bill’s knee, he goes in Superman style- fist first. The back of Bill’s tights get torn, and blood seeps out from there as well. Shipman goes for the cover!

1! 2! Bill Barnhart gets a shoulder up!

Duff: Tex- this match has been going for 10 minutes- that’s the first attempt at a pinfall we’ve seen!

Shipman grabs Bill and pulls him to his feet. He shoves Bill back into the ropes, and Bill collapses on to the top rope again, but does not get himself caught this time. Shipman goes to clothesline bill over the top, but Bill drops to the floor pulling the top rope down with him and Shipman goes over the top crashing into the outside. Bill rolls to the outside and grabs Shipman by the hair. He drags Shipman by his hair over to the steel steps. Across the ring, Casey Anthony can be heard screaming “HEY NO HAIR PULLING”.

Bill sets Shipmans head down on the top ringstep and then begans digging his forearm and fist in Shipmans temple. Shipman screams in agony, his legs kicking but the match continues, and Bill releases Shipman. Shipman slumps against the steel steps, and Bill backs up, and runs at Chris, to deliver a running knee into the steps. Shipman falls over, whether intentionally or from blood loss, no one can say, but this causes Bill to hit knee first on thte steps and go crashing over, clutching his knee. Casey Anthony comes racing over, and slaps Shipman awake. She tells him to grab Bill. Shipman fights to his feet, blood EVERYWHERE. He goes over to Bill, and rolls him into the ring. He follows Bill in and delivers a punch, when Casey shouts to him. Shipman turns and nods. Ms. Anthony immediately runs over to the plastic barrel with the glass shards in it. She sets it in the ring, and Shipman pours them all across the ring. He gets Bill to his feet and throws him into the corner. Bill tries to fight out of the corner, and begins delivering right hand after right hand. Shipman doubles over and Bill grabs him by the head for the Bulldog!

Tex: Dear God No! Could you imagine Shipman crashing into all those Glass shards face first!? NO!

Bill runs but Shipman reverses, pushing Bulldog off, and slumping back into the turnbuckle. Bill runs back in and lifts Shipman up to the top turnbuckle, and delivers punch, after punch, after punch. Shipman looks to be out on his feet, or ass in this case, sitting on the top turnbuckle. Bill starts climbing himself, going to grab Shipman for a superplex onto the glass shards scattered across the ring. Bill grabs Chris who fights him off again, and then Shipman hits a float over powerbomb! He flips over the top of Bill and landing on the mat on his feet, uses his momentum to grab Bill’s legs and send him crashing back first into the glass in a powerbomb! Bill hits and immediately starts spasming like he’s having a seizure, the blood coming from his back in WAVES!

Duff: OH GOD!

Tex: Somebody have 911 on standby! DEAR GOD!

Shipman crawls for the cover! 1! 2! 3!

Stormy: AND YOUR WINNER, CHRIS SHIIIIIIIIPMAN! Tex: Dear god, thank god its over! Somebody get these men some medical attention!

The camera cuts away to commercial.

Winner: Chris Shipman

The camera comes back in after the main event with Shane West's music playing. He is already in the ring with a microphone in hand. He is in his Grey suit with the blue button up, and is waiting patiently. On the globatron screen is the Wrestlequest logo, with the Universal Championship in the background. Four outlines are shown in the foreground, blacked out so you can't see who they are.

Shane: Ladies and Gentlemen- I am out here to introduce to you, your main event for the Universal Championship at Wrestlequest! Competing in a Fatal Fourway LADDER Match, we have...

Michael Andrews!

One of the outlines springs to life, and Michael Andrews appears on the screen. Shane nods and golf claps while the crowd goes nuts.

Shane: The second competitor to take place in the Universal Championship match at Wrestlequest... Hide your Bulldogs, its Chris... SHIPMAN!