Shipman: Hey yo. Here we are another week in AWA land and another week I'm not booked to entertain the precious AWA fans. And you know what I don't blame the bookies, after all we don't need innoncent lil ole me destroying all the new blood here. Also about the tag partner I was looking for last you saw me. Well I found someone, he just has a few tests he has to pass before I reveal him to the world. And finally I still have my open challange out there for anyone to face me in my domain. Hell you all know where to find me. Toodles. Man that you fear by Marilyn Manson blares again as Shipman gets the death grip back on the noose as he heads backstage.
Stormy Canyon: The following contest is scheduled for one and it is contested under....
Suddenly Goth's music hits as the owner of the AWA walks out with Bill Barnhart by his side. They walk out to the ring as he grabs the microphone and stares at the crowd.
Goth: This is going to be a match where Erik Black is going to return his glorious return to the top. So I just decided to make this a no dq match.
Tex: What the?
Duff: He can do that you know
Goth: First about to come down the aisle is the waste of time that I just was wondering myself why I even hired him.... What's his name!!!!
Duff: What's his name!!!!
Tex: His name is...
Duff: I dont care you know
Ray Primus his music hits as the newcomer walks out to the arena as the fans are chanting What's his name the whole time until he gets to the ring. There when he has entered it he gets assaulted by the current Universal Champion. Bill grabs him by the head and delivers a big time DDT in the middle of the ring and then stands by Goth once more
Tex: I have a feeling this match is going to be very short Duff
Duff: Really???
Goth: And now, the soon to be wearing gold once again... the man that I hand picked myself to be the executioner of the AWA!!! Erik Black!!
Black's music hits as the former 2 time world champion walks to the ring, he grabs a chair and places it in the middle of the ring. There he tells Bill to help out as he holds Ray in a Spike Piledriver position and there both men deliver the move on the newcomer before Black goes down for the three count on the bloodied and unconscious Primus. The referee slaps his hand on the canvas for the count of three and then calls for the bell
Goth: The winner of this match, as if this had to come as a surprise.... The man that I will see in gold once more very soon.... Erik Black.
Duff: What a match!!!
The three men exit the ring as the medics start to assist the bloodied and battered Ray Primus.
The scene opens up backstage at Monday Night Anarchy, the show started a few minutes ago and we see a stretch limo pull up in the parking lot, the fans are curious, wondering who is in the limo, the driver gets out of the limo and walks to the backdoor and opens it, the fans’ curiosity quickly turns to boos as “Big And Large“ Marty McFarge steps out of the limo closely followed by Jason, Marty adjusts his suit and he has his trademark “shit eating grin” on his face.
Texx: There you are folks, the most hated man on the roster, and Jason Stevens too.
Duff: Harsh, don’t you think?
Texx: Aren’t you forgetting who we’re talking about?
Duff nods remembering that it’s Marty, a few minutes later a rental car pulls up and Sophie and Carry, who for some reason are dressed like Star Trek characters, step out.
Texx: Oh god, don’t tell me Marty’s gotten the new Star Trek Movie to sponsor Jason.
Duff: Nah, they’re trekies, they saw the new Star Trek film last night fully decked out in that gear!
Texx: That’s incredible! How did you find that out? Some inside scoop?
Duff: NO! I was also there, in a Captain Spock Uniform, intending to watch the film…..okay, okay I’m a trekie too, happy?
The fans laugh their asses off at Duff whilst the camera listens in on the conversation between Marty, Jason and the girls.
JS: So let me get this straight Carry, you intend to go out there and manage the match, dressed like a nerd?
Carry’s jaw drops at Jason’s comment.
CS: NO! For one thing I don’t want to look ridicules.
MM: Too late for that….
Marty mutters under his breath. Earning himself a hell of a death glare from Carry.
CS: I brought some regular cloths along with me for the match which I’ll get changed to in the locker room, besides we have plenty of time between now and the match so it’s not like I’m in a hurry.
Carry and Sophie enter the arena and Jason sits on the limo hood.
JS: Marty, you go ahead, I have some final words that I want to say to Rex Butler.
Marty shrugs and walks into the arena, Jason grins and turns to the camera.
JS: Rex, whether you like or not once I beat you tonight I’ll be coming after your title and most importantly I’ll win your title, you may underestimate me because of my win/loss record but at this rate it’s becoming a bigger cliché than David vs. Goliath and the blue chipper good guy put together in a blender and mixed together, but you’ll soon realize how big a mistake that is, long story short you are looking at the next International Champion, get used to it!
Jason hops off the hood and enters the arena.
Texx: Jason’s getting a bit ahead of himself here, the match isn’t even a title match!
Duff: What else is new?
The shot returns to the ringside area
The scene opens up as Toxic Angel is seen backstage sitting upon a table within the hallway. As the camera man goes in for a closer look he can clearly see that she is holding a stuff animal of a bulldog within her hands. Stroking the stuff animal’s head, she seemed to have a devilish smirk upon her face as she leaned back upon the table. Noticing the camera man standing only a few steps away from her, she decides to use the camera to her advantage in order to get her message across.
‘Toxic Angel’ Eliza Baxter: Last week was such a rush as of matter of fact it was a painful rush that I shall never forget.
Removing one hand from the stuffed animal, she placed it upon her head where she had received the chair shot from the past event.
‘Toxic Angel’ Eliza Baxter: Do you think I would have just turned the cold shoulder & act as though nothing happened. You see I have been bitten by the “master’s” big bad dog and I must say that wasn’t the smartest move you’ve done since I have met you. Now you know the old saying that if a dog starts to bite it’s time for it to take a nice long nap. Start asking yourself if all dogs truly do go to heaven because in a matter of days you’ll be taking that long walk that you shall never return from. If you change your mind about your true loyalties than just maybe I’ll keep you around on a tight leash.
As the camera man lowers his camera, we can see Toxic Angel slowly ripping the head off the stuffed animal. As she watches the broken pieces fall to the ground at her feet, she begins to laugh as the scene slowly fades to black.
The scene opens up in the ring, where Eric “The Dream” Knowles is standing inside the ring bouncing up and down.
Texx: Well it’s time for our first match and it’s a newcomer, who you have already seen in the ring, against Altavius King
"Royal fanfare is heard, as King walks out. Just as King can be seen waving to the crowd, "Better than You" by Metallica hits the PA. King struts down to the ring, ignoring people and trying to focus all the attention to him before hopping into the ring.
Stormy Canyon: Eric Knowles’s opponent, from New York City weighing in at 250ibs Altavius King
King enters the ring and immediately attacks Knowles and the ref rings the bell starting the match, King stomps Knowles into the ground, picks him up and plants him with the Full Nelson Facebuster and rolls him onto his back, ascending the turnbuckle he hits the middle rope springboard moonsault into a pin 1….2…..3!!!!
Texx: Wow, that may be the fastest match in AWA history!
Duff: YOU THINK?!
However instead of “Better Than You” “Halo” By Machine Head hits the speakers and Jason Stevens and Marty McFarge walk out.
Texx: Oh god, it’s him!
Mart and Jason enter the ring and Marty asks for a microphone from Stormy.
MM: OH MY GOD! It’s a miracle! Al…..whatever your first name is beat a guy who….plagiarized certain roster members and thought that he could get away with it.
Texx: So the rumors are true!
Marty passes the mic to Jason.
JS: King, I’m only going to say this once. My beef is with your opponent, not you, so just head backstage and you won’t get hurt.
Seeing Jason’s reasoning King leaves the ring, Jason drops the mic and hits Knowles with the Sensationalized.
Texx: Oh come on! Hasn’t he suffered enough?
Duff: NO!
Marty cheers on Jason as he locks in his seldom seen finishing move, the Sen-TF, the Mexican Surfboard STF, Marty grabs a camera and focuses on Knowles’s face screaming into the camera “That’s your fate Rex! You will be beaten by the best wrestler in the world!”
Texx: This isn’t just getting back at a plagiarizer, it’s a message for Rex!
Knowles’s arm goes limp and Jason lets go, Halo plays again and, after dusting himself off and spitting on Knowles, Jason and Marty leaves for the backstage area as “Halo” plays again.
Texx: Somehow, I don’t think Knowles will be seen again.
Duff: YOU THINK!?
The shot goes backstage
Stormy Canyon: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is under the time limit rules!! The first wrestler to come down the aisle makes its debut for the AWA. Standing in at 6'0 and an unknown weight... Currently residing from Detroit, Michigan!!! Enigma!!!!
The theme song The Beginning Is the End Is the Beginning hits the speakers as the Enigma walks out to see the crowd who both cheer and hate the Enigma. Enigma walks towards the ring as some people toss things ignoring all distractions arriving to the ring very calmly.
Stormy Canyon: And his opponent, also standing in at 6'0 and weighing in at 220 pounds!! Hailing from Long Pond, PA!!!! The Wolf God!! Fang!!
The howl of a wolf is heard as the lights in the arena dim. Wolfmoon from Type O Negative begins to play and a shower of white pyros comes from the entrance. Fang walks out in his wrestling attire, a nice white t-shirt, black jeans and black shoes. He walks around the ring area with a sneer on his face but finally slaps hands with some of the fans, while he recieves a mixed reaction. Fang slides into the ring and turns his attention towards his opponent.
Tex: I am looking forward to this one, seeing how Fang's mindset was the entire week as well as how this new figure has portrayed himself... I doubt there will be any niceries during this match
Duff: I just hate another masked idiot
The bell rings as the two wrestlers circle each other before Fang grabs Enigma by the head and wraps him in a standing side headlock. Trying to get an early start on the newcomer as Enigma tries to free himself out of the hold that Fang has put on him. Enigma then retalliates with grabbing Fang by the waist and planting him with a modified suplex that drops Fang on his back, where he lands on the back of his head.
Tex: Nice counter from Enigma.
Enigma gets up quickly and grabs Fang by the head and starts to lock him in a reversed chinlock as he has put his knee in the neck of Fang who is trying to get some leverage where he could back to his feet. But Enigma has the hold locked in real tight, we can see the camera zoom in on the referee that is asking Fang if he want to give in but the brother of Goth refuses to do so. He finally manages to get to a vertical base as he drives several elbows into the stomach area of Enigma.
Duff: Go for it Fang!!!
Fang finally breaks free out of the grip of Enigma and runs to the ropes, he there then goes for a running clothesline. But we can see Enigma delivering a dropkick to Fang's head, Enigma goes for the cover but only gets a two count as Fang gets his shoulder up on time. Immediately Enigma goes for a reversed chinlock, putting his weight on the neck of Fang as that causes Fang to start to breathe difficult. Enigma then lifts him up and goes for an Irish Whip and goes for a clothesline. But this time it is Fang that counters it and drops Enigma with one of his own after duckiing the attempt from the newcomer.
Tex: Can Fang take control after the given moment?
Fang gets up quickly and grabs Enigma, he scoops him up and plants him down hard in the middle of the ring. Fang then goes for the ropes and comes off with a knee drop to the face of Enigma and then pushes him down as he goes for the cover. Enigma kicks out at the count of one as the referee signals for the match to continue. Fang then grabs Enigma by the legs and delivers a headbut to the lower region as that causes Enigma to roll around in pain while Fang goes to a corner and seizes Enigma up.Enigma slowly gets to his feet, holding on to his head as Fang measures him up for his patented finisher
Duff: Fatalshot coming up!!!
Enigma turns and at that moment it is Fang that charges in on him for his patented finisher. Enigma manages to kick him in the midsection before dropping Fang with a big time DDT that came out of nowhere surprising Fang. The referee goes down for the three count and calls for the bell as the match has ended in the favour of Enigma
Stormy Canyon: The winner of the match!!! Enigma!!!
font color=silver>Enigma slides under the ropes to the outside of the ring. Then Enigma crawls under the ring disappearing. Fang is looking at the crowd not believing what has happened. The Fang gazes the crowd like a hunter going after Enigma looking for his opponent. He is going to teach the runt a lesson.
Duff Travers: It looks like Fang is out for some more blood!
Tex Martin: It certainly does it seems Fang is more than Enigma could handle.
Out from the other side of the ring, Enigma appears brushing ice off of something as he pops his head over at where Fang is. Fang starts to chase Enigma, who runs around the outside of the ring. Just before Fang grabs Enigma, Enigma slides back into the ring still clutching something the audience can see a giant dead fish wrapped in newspaper.
Duff Travers: What is that?
Tex Martin: It looks like a giant tuna wrapped in newspaper
Fang gets into the ring to rip Enigma apart. Enigma answers swinging the ice frozen large dead fish like a giant fish paddle wrapped in newspaper cold cocking Fang in face. Fang stumbles and is dazed. Enigma swings the fish one more time knocking Fang to the ground. Enigma leans over Fang.
Enigma: Don't ever call me a chick again! Now swim with the fishes, Poodle Boy!
Tosses the cold iced fish on the unconscious Fang as his theme music starts to play 'The Beginning Is The End'. Enigma leaves the ring as the paramedics go to check Fang unconscious on the mat.
Duff Travers: I don't get it. Why a fish wrapped in newspaper?
Tex Martin: It is an old mafia message. You send it to your enemy telling them they are going to be killed, your body dropped in the ocean never to be seen again. Enigma is sending a message he is going to take down Fang for good.
The shot goes backstage as the show goes to a commercial break
Our attention is drawn to the TRON which has come to life. On the screen we see Bill Barnhart, his beautiful wife Lupe, and his pudgy little English Bulldog Iris, at their home in Oakland, California. Bill is casually dressed in Khaki Shorts, flip flops, and a plain white T-Shirt. Lupe is in a cute pink sundress. And Iris, or course, is only wearing her pink diamond-studded dog collar.
BULLDOG BILL: Ah, Toxic, did you enjoy my little surprise last week...a chair shot to the face...ha ha ha! Now I realize that may have been a bit over-the-top for you, but considering you lurked around trying to interfere in my last few matches, I felt I needed to get my point across. I think a steel chair shot to the face woke you up eh? Well, come this next week, you and I meet in a steel cage with Dmitri as our Guest Referee. I am not sure yet how the rules are going to be for the win, whether it is just a total beatdown, or a pinfall or submission, or to climb over the side and out of the cage, or the first out the door, but no matter what the rules are for that match, remember that you are entering the ring, the cage, with Bulldog Bill Barnhart who was the first ever two-time Asylum Extreme Hardcore Champion. A bit intimidating little girl?
LUPE: Uh, Bill, do you plan on beating her against the steel cage and making her bloody?
BULLDOG BILL: Does a bear shit in the woods? Lupe, I am going to do whatever is necessary to win and retain my Universal Title Belt. If that means throwing Eliza around the ring and into the cage to cause damage, then so be it! I do what is necessary, not what is nice and polite!
LUPE: Considering what a pathetic little slut tease she is, I hope you do have to slam her against the steel cage a few times!
BULLDOG BILL: Boy, you sure are sexy when you get catty! So, Eliza, are you ready for the steel cage with me? Are you ready to get hurt and bloody? Are you ready to be destroyed? Har har har! Bring it on little girl...bring it on!!!
The TRON flicks off and there is a murmur throughout the crowd.
The scene switches backstage to an office, as Goth can be seen sitting behind a rather lavish desk. He is on a phone and seems to be enjoying his conversation as the door opens. Goth looks up and stares at the person who opened the door. A look of disgust comes over his face as he lets the person he's talking to go.
Goth: Let me call you back
He hangs up the phone without hearing a reply.
Goth: What do YOU want?
The camera switches angles and we see it is newcomer Altavius King. He walks in with a prescense that would seem like he is afraid of something. He speaks in a soft voice to the owner of the AWA.
King: I uh....I....uh......have...a..uh.....question...uh for you sir.
Goth: Tuh tuh tuh tuhday junior! I'm busy!
King: W..Well it seems that I've mis...misplaced my ring gear.
Goth: So? Wrestle in what you got on. I don't care if you go out there in a pink bikini and thong with a tutu on. Get your ass out there and earn your money or else I'll suspend you for insubordination!
Just at that moment, another figure walks in. A rather, LARGE figure walks in. John Henry Irons walks right up behind King, without him even realizing it. When John speaks, it almost scares the living daylights out of him
John: You...will do no such thing, oh Gothic one. If King is to be suspended, it will be on MY decision, not yours.
Goth: I find that a little hard to believe considering you are not the owner of this federation, I AM!
John: How many times do I have to tell you, for it to get through that thick skull of yours. I own all the contracts, and rights to the Asylum Wrestling Alliance, it's corporation, and subsidiaries when I paid off your debt! You may have started it up with Crazy J, and whomever else you had running things, but because of their and your mistakes, I am now the owner of things, and if you don't like it, well then I guess you just don't like it.
Goth can be seen a few shades darker than what he had been a moment before. Out of the blue he takes a glass of wine, he had been sipping on and throws it at Irons, but misses and hits King instead. KIng shrieks out in pain and runs out of the room, but not before running into a wall. Goth lunges at Irons, to which almost catches him off guard. Both men begin to exchange blows. Lefts and rights, slugging the hell out of each other. Finally Goth gets the upper hand and is able to bring the Giant to his knees, choking him.
Goth: I told you not to screw with me, and look what happens! I will make your life a living hell for pissing me off Irons!
Irons grabs onto Goth's hands and slowly begins to force his hands away from his massive neck. In a last burst of energy, Irons uses a roll throw and uses Goth's weight against him, which has him thrown back into his desk. Irons uses the moment as an advantage and runs his knee into the back of Goth, and wraps his massive right arm around his neck in a sleeper hold. As Goth looks to almost pass out, A steel chair comes out of nowhere and hits Irons in the head, causing him to lessen his grip around Goth's life force. Irons hits the floor, and the camera pans out so we see the assailant that hit him, who saved Goth. It is none other, than Jay Gold.
Gold: Owner or not, I don't care what you think you are, other than bleeding all over Goth's office. The two of you are acting like bickering children. So as GM, I'm going to make the both of you duke it out in the ring like civilized people. And since there seems to be a problem with who is boss and owner, we'll make it for grabs. Let's put it in one of the more extreme matches known to man at Wrestle Quest
The scene switches back to the ring.
Tex: Finally, we get to the main event! Jason Stevens Vs Rex Butler in a non-title hardcore match. This one si going to be a slobberknocker!
Duff: The current International champion versus a man who has every intention of sending a big message to Rex tonight, possibly a huge upset coming! Let’s see how it all plays out!
Stormy: Ladies and gentleman, this match is scheduled for one fall and it is a non-title hardcore match! Introducing first, the challenger! From Las Vegas, Neveda, weighing at 175 lbs, he is “The Sensation”......JASON STEVENS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The oppening riff for "Halo" is herd over the PA, as soon as it Rob Flynn starts the opening verse Jason emerges from the back with his agent Marty McFarge not far behind him who is yelling into his cell phone, Carry reluctantly follows her brother and his agent obviously annoyed at having to endure Marty for the length of the match,, the fans boo Jason but he ignores them and walks down the ramp, he slides into the ring as Carry and Marty take up separate positions at ringside and Jason waits for his opponent(s)...
Duff: Tex, judging by the look on Jason Stevens, he is not going to be playing any games tonight!
Tex: I agree, but let’s not forget Rex here either! He was part of one of the most dominating stables in the history of our sport, Zero Tolerance! Jason Stevens definitely has a lot of work cut out for him!
Stormy: Introducing his opponent, from Los Angeles, California, weighing at 275 lbs, he is the current AWA International champion - REX BUTLER!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The opening guitar riff of "Hero" by Pop Evil begin to play as the lights in the arena go out. Strobe lights flash at different angles as the cymbal joins in with the guitar. After a second time the lights and music stop and the arena goes black for a second before screaming fills the arena and the music kicks back in as pyrotechnics shoot from the stage. Rex Butler walks through the curtains carrying the AWA International Title over his shoulder as Alisha Hicks walks out beside him. They make their way to the ring while Rex stares straight ahead, ignoring the crowd at ringside. Rex enters through the ropes and stands in the center of the ring, where he holds up the International Title, as Jason Stevens stands in his corner and stares him down with an evil look on his face.
Tex: Rex just gave the title to the ref, his back turned...
Duff: Wait a minute! Jason Stevens is on the move! He’s wasting no time now!
As Rex hands over the belt to the ref, the ref manages to step out of the way just in time as Jason Stevens leaps into the air and hits a missle dropkick to the back of Rex, who staggers forward a bit and even falls on one knee! Jason Stevens immediately gets back up and begins to pummel Rex with a bunch of stiff kicks to the back as Rex tries to stand. Rex finally makes it to his feet and turns around in time to catch Stevens’s leg, but wasn’t too fast to see his other foot smashing his face via an Enziguri! Rex stumbles back into the lower turnbuckle as Jason slaps away at the giant’s chest three times. Rex switches positions with his opponent and begins an assault of his own, landing punches into his stomach and chest! The ref tries to get Rex out, but staggers back as Rex stalks the ref. A mistake, as Stevens rushes forward and lands a hand chop into the back of Rex’s left knee, forcing him to fall on one knee once again. Rex rolls to the ground, grimacing in pain as Stevens starts to put a mudhole through him. Seconds later, he picks him up and throws him to the ropes. But as he inches closer, he tries a dropkick, only to hit air and land with a thud, as Rex manages to grab a hold of the ropes and stay away from the attack. Angry and pissed, he lands a leg-drop onto Jason Stevens before picking him up and throwing him into the upper-right corner and landing another series of punches once again, dizzying his opponent! Then he picks up his opponent, turns around, then dashes briefly before power-slamming him to the mat! Then Rex goes for the cover, but the ref was only able to get to the count of two, as Jason gets the shoulder up. Rex converses briefly with the ref, yelling at him to make the count go faster, but the ref doesn’t give an inch. Stevens slowly gets up on his feet and puts on something on his fist...
Tex: Is that what I think it is?
Duff: Yep! Brass knuckles!
Rex turns around and gets clocked to the head, landing on the canvas hard as Jason Stevens throws a hook and connects with the brass knuckles! Rex grunts with pain as the camera shows the audience that Rex is now drawing blood! Stevens rolls out of the ring and pushes some of the workers away, grabbing a chair. He slides back into the ring, gets up, and slams the chair as Rex uses the ropes to get on his feet. As he turns, Stevens charges with the chair in hand, but Rex plants a big boot, smashing into Jason’s face, who now falls to the canvas, the chair loose from his hands. Rex takes the chair and begins to slam the chair into the back of Stevens, who screams in agony, trying to roll away from the renewed assault. Then Rex smacks Steve in the face, hard...hard enough now for Stevens to be now drawing blood! The crowd is going insane with the action as Rex goes for another shot, but Stevens rolls away in time, the shot completely missing its target! Stevens then does a kip-up, kicks Rex in the stomach. The big man is forced to let go of the chair as he grunts in pain, then Stevens once again picks up the chair and swings it like a golfer would swing, instantly knocking Rex out cold, forcing him to roll away. The blood is now pouring all over the canvas as Stevens tosses away the chair, then drags Rex to the center before going for a pin of his own! The referee counts, by somehow, someway, Rex just managed to get the shoulder up! Stevens argues with the ref about the slow count as well, but the ref won’t budge once more. Giving up on the matter, he takes the chair and climbs up on the top rope as Rex is breathing hard. Stevens then turns around, chair in both hands, and unleashes a moonsault, hoping to smash Rex’s chest with it! But Rex managed to regain his senses and rolled away just in time, as the chair lands first, Stevens landing seconds later, his chest hitting the chair. Stevens screams even louder than before, clutching his chest, as the wind is knocked out of him. Rex shakes his head and forces himself to stand up, an angry look all over his face. He walks over to Stevens and kicks him hard in the ribs, then literally mauls him down with kicks to the mat before choking him with his boot pushing Stevens’s throat. Just as the ref counted nearly to five, he lets go and Stevens is coughing it up, trying to regain it back.
Tex: Whoa! This is a huge battle! Neither man is willing to back down! Anything goes in this match, so the ref can’t do a damn thing about it!
Duff: Which means that Stevens needs to get his act together before Rex squashes him!
As Rex picks up Stevens, he is suddenly hunched over, grabbing his jewels! A low blow connected by Stevens allows him the time needed to get up, He uses the ropes of the turnbuckle to get on his feet, then hops on the turnbuckle and executes a tornado DDT! Rex flips over to the other side, still feeling the effects of the low blow, but is the one now screaming in pain as Stevens gets him into an armbar! The referee now constantly asks Rex if he wishes to quit, but Rex shakes his head, meaning he’s saying no, as he shuffles, little by little, to the ropes, surprising Stevens with his strength! Finally, Rex catches the low rope and the referee gets up, rushes over to Stevens, and tells him to let go! Stevens executes a kip-up and admires the handiwork he’s done so far with a grin as the crowd are giving out a strong reaction to both men, mostly in boos, some in cheers. Stevens picks him up and tries to go for a short clothsline, but Rex sidesteps it, kicks him in the stomach, then sets him up for a piledriver! But Stevens struggles out of the move and manages to slip out, Rex taking two steps back, the wrestlers now facing each other. Rex goes for a big boot, but Stevens rolls to the other side, turns around, and then catches Rex in time for a hurricana! Rex is laid out in the middle of the ring now, breathing harshly, as Stevens looks at the crowd and decides to signal that this is the end! Then Stevens climbs up the upper-right turnbuckle and waits for Rex to get back on his feet. The big man shakes his head once more and slowly rises on his feet, now looking for Stevens. The moment he turned around, Stevens immediately launches another moonsault! But suddenly, Rex Butler catches Jason Stevens in mid-air!
Duff: He’s changing the position for his finisher! Stevens is trying to get out of the move desperately, but Rex holds him fast!
Tex: Too late! The Wicked Sensation is finally at hand! And it connects!
Rex immediately hooks the leg as the referee counts....1.....2.....3! And the bell rings!
Stormy: Here is your winner, the current AWA Intenational champion - Rex Butler!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Duff: Wow! Stevens gave it his all, but Rex, in th end, overcame the brutal assault and won!
Ray Primus vs. Erik Black
winner: Erik Black
King vs. Erik Knowles
winner: King
Enigma vs. Fang
winner: Enigma
Rex Butler vs. Jason Stevens