(Pryo and lights flicker as the arena literally explodes with fireworks and noise. The cameras filter through the massive crowd gathered in Wembley Stadium. We go to ringside and meet our announce team.)

HS: "WELCOME LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! We're coming to you LIVE from the historic Wembley Stadium in London, England! I'm Herb Summers and sitting next to me is my colleague..."

FJ: "FRANK JACKSON, BABY! We have close to 80,000 people in attendance tonight! IT'S FREAKING INSANE IN HERE!!"

HS: "Your'e right! Tonight we will see seven King Of The Kage matches with the final taking place in a Hell in a Cell! The winner gets a shot at the current AWA World Heavyweight Champion at Classic in August!"

FJ: "Roung one, Bracket A will feature Brian Stevens versus Jason Storm and Jeff Christianson versus Quade deSade."

HS: "Brian Stevens and Jason Storm have no love loss there. There is bad blood brewing and overflowing and tonight they get the chance to settle old scores. Also, Jeff Christianson and his half brother Quade deSade will put on a pure wrestling contest that will not be anything other than friendly competition. At least that's what Jeff has lead us all to believe."

FJ: "Don't doubt a Christianson. Bracket B will feature A.C. Smith versus Tyler Harrison and Terry James and Nathan Hawthorne-Lee!"

HS: "A.C. Smith and Tyler Harrison want nothing more than to destroy one another. Everyone knows this. And it's all because of Tracy Jacobs. This match has been months, hell, probably YEARS in the making. It should be worth every cent of admission here tonight. And we'll also see Terry James and Nathan Hawthorne-Lee square off tonight. This is a unique first round match because these two have no quarrel with one another other than wanting to win the tournament and getting that title shot at Classic."

FJ: "And who can forget the AWA World Heavyweight Champion Logan Alexander defending his title against 11-time World Champ and current AWA No Limits Champion the Legendary Low in a Three Stages of Hell Match! Fall one will be a Bull Rope match. Fall 2 will be a Ladder match. And if a third fall is necessary, the cell will lower and they'll do battle in a Hell in a Cell match! It's absolutely amazing! I can't wait!!"

HS: "Ladies and gentlemen, throughout the night we will show you how each previous King Of The Kage tournaments concluded, leading up all the way to tonight's highly anticipated final. And we are going to start right off with King Of The Kage 2000 from Auburn Hills, Michigan, where then-AWA TV Champion Lars Fredrickson squared off against the AWA's own hardcore icon, Sabotage."

(Amazingly, Sabotage slowly but surely made it to the top! Before he could pull his weapons above however, he took a wicked shot from the cane! Sabotage rocked back, but didn't fall. Another shot, and Sabotage still didn't fall! Lars reared back to take another shot, but Sabotage threw the chair at him, and knocked down Lars. With his last bit of energy Sabotage drug himself ontop of the cage, and pull the table up with him. Both men lay still for over thirty seconds, as the referee watched helplessly. Finally both men clamored to their feet at the same time, Lars armed with his cane, and Sabotage armed with the chair both finally made it to their feet, and they both swung their weapons. The weapons colided three times, before Sabotage ducked a cane shot and laid out Lars with a wicked chair shot. As Lars lays busted open, Sabotage set up the table on top of the cage. The crowd is on it's feet as Sabotage goes for a powerbomb through the table, but Lars sunset flips over the back and lands on the cage, where he quickly grabs his cane. Sabotage turns around, just in time to catch an off balance cane shot! The crowd goes nuts, and Lars gets to his feet and whails on Sabotage, who stumbles around backwards and falters two steps, before falling down face first through the table. Sabotage is out cold, and Lars begins to celebrate, when suddenly Rick Wagner comes running from the back, dragging security. Without Lars noticing, Rick Wagner begins scaling the cage, and climbs on top. Wagner retrieves the chair behind Lars, and Lars turns around in time to walk right into a chair shot! Wagner drops the chair, then hits a hanging brainbuster, leaving Lars in the air for a long time. It connects with the cage, and the ceiling breaks! It begins creaking, then snaps as both men fall through. Lars hits in the center of the ring below, hard. Wagner, however, rolled off the broken part of the cage and landed a little softer. Wagner immediatly rolled out of the ring, and made his way out of the cage. By this time Sabotage was up, and looking down on the prone Larster. Without any though at all, Sabotage looked to the ceiling, then leapt off from the top and hit a big elbow drop on Larster! The crowd was amazed, as Sabotage rolled over painfully and made the cover!)

A-Your winner, and 2000 King of the Cage, Sabotage!

HS: "Wow, he hasn't even been here a month and he's already earned a World Title Shot in the next PPV!

HS: "Amazing how times have changed."

FJ: "Yeah, Lars versus Sabotage was a dream match of sorts for a guy like me, just like this match coming up right now! The Sensation versus The Future! Brian Stevens versus Jason Storm!"

HS: "These two had nasty war of the words leading up to tonight and now it's all coming to a head. It's times to get the biggest tournament in professional wrestling today started! It's first round action, where we will see arguably the most dominant champion in the history of the AWA go up against a man who was one of the more recent champions in the AWA."

FJ: "Recent, yes, but not without controversy."

HS: "That is true. Many believe Jason Storm never truly earned his World Title since he was literally handed it by Low. However, a win in this match with Brian Stevens, let alone King of the Kage, would certainly erase a lot, if not all, of that doubt."

(The lights go out, but the crowd knows who is coming. ‘Biggest and the Best' begins to play, confirming their fears and signalling their jeers.)

Nobody is perfect but I'm pretty fucking close, and I'm here to give you all a heavy heavenly dose. I think you better listen ‘cause I know who you are, and I think that you should treat me like a superstar!

(Sparks begin to exit the stage while the fans continue to boo.)

Because I'm more than just a human I'm the gift to all of you, and I'm here to make sure that my message gets through. I wonder if you're really all as dumb as you look, or are you smart enough to learn the rules in my book.

(The last shred of doubt has been removed, and the boos rain down whole-heartedly.)

I hope you understand that the knowledge I bring, Puts me in the position of a god or a king, ‘Cause I'm blessed with the gift of the magic touch, And I wouldn't say that I'm asking for too much.

(Amidst the booing, the shadow of a figure can now be seen in the sparks. The rest of the arena's darkness, however, leaves all but the closest fans blind to anything else.)

All you have to do is get down on your knees and pray, and I promise you the remedy is on its way, But you can never be like me so don't waste your time, because I reign supreme and my position is divine.

(A huge explosion suddenly blinds the arena, revealing Jason Storm. Jason forces a smile, but it's obvious that he's none too happy. He goes through the motions, however, and raises his arms, signalling the black and gold confetti to come pouring down.)

What's wrong with being self-possessed? Nobody satisfied with being second best. I've got the gift and I know that I'm blessed, and I've got to get it off my chest.

HS: "Well, one would be lying if they didn't say Storm was the underdog coming into this match. However, Jason takes that with a grain of salt."

FJ: "He should! The man was a World Champion, controversy or not. That being said, Brian Stevens has lost like twice in the last year and a half or something. Storm has a tall task ahead of him if he wants to keep going in this tournament."

(Jason walks to the ring ahead of him, leaping onto the ring apron and leaping over the top rope. Once in the ring, he goes to a turnbuckle and mounts the second rope, crossing his arms over his head.)

HS: "Jason has gone on record saying that he doesn't necessarily care about the status of being the ‘King of the Kage.' He wants to win this tournament to get back into World Title contention."

FJ: "What's wrong with that? The man has his goals, just like the rest of the men in this tournament."

I'm the biggest, the best, better than the rest, better than the rest. I'm the biggest, the best, better than the rest, better than the rest. I'm the biggest, the best, better than the rest, better than the rest. I'm the biggest, the best, better than the rest, better than the rest.

HS: "So, we have one of the competitors out. That leaves one to go."

(The lights in the arena slowly - one by one - die out until there is nothing; just darkness. A buzz falls over the rabid audience that cuts through the unnerving stillness like a knife. Finally - suddenly - the pulsating intro of "Into the Blinding Light" by Thursday hits and the fans go crazy. With every pulse of the song's intro, a series of bright blinding white lights flash in time. Violently, the songs pulsating intro kicks into the hammering of guitars as wind and smoke chaotically collect, swirl and clash on the entrance stage.)

HS: "Here comes the longest reigning AWA World Heavyweight Champion EVER!"

FJ: "He's a machine, Herb, but even machines break down."

(From the entrance, we see a figure emerge from the mayhem. It's "The Sensational" Brian Stevens - the most dominant AWA World Champion in the history of the AWA. With the hood on his ring jacket up,, the Punk Rock Phenom finds his way center stage amidst the smoke and wind. The fans go nuts for Stevens; chanting his name in deafening unison. The unzipped ring jacket flaps wildly in the wind as Stevens stands and soaks in the atmosphere between the boisterous, vocal fans and the on-stage calamity.)

HS: "Two losses, folks. That's how many he's had since January of 2007. One of them was a tag team match where he wasn't pinned and the other was one everyone remembers: when Low screwed him out of his title once again."

FJ: "Boo-hoo! Stevens should have known Low would do that and it's his own fault for getting caught in the Legendary one's plan. That being said, Stevens does have a nearly spotless record since his legendary reign began."

(Finally, Stevens throws back the hood on his ring jacket and steps forth from the smoke and wind on the entrance stage. Brian Stevens walks steady and determined towards the ring in a strong, powerful stride. Stevens ignores the fans. He simply reaches the bottom of the ramp and slides into the ring. The flashing lights - almost strobe-like - surround and overtake the ring as Stevens rises up from the mat and to a knee. The Strong Style Legend remains on his knee with his left arm rested low upon his left thigh as he keeps his head lowered, almost in some sort of prayer or ritual.)

(Finally, Stevens pops up off his knee and gets up to his feet as - simultaneously - the lights in the arena return to normal. Brian hits all four sides of the ring, screaming and playing to the fans as - each time - he balances on the center of the middle rope. Brian Stevens finally ends his pandering and finds his corner, removing his ring jacket and patiently waiting for the bell.)

HS: "We now have both competitors in the ring!"

FJ: "A big match right off the bat: what more can you ask for?"

HS: "Stevens and Storm are both ready and the ref has called for the bell!"

(Indeed, the referee calls for the match to begin! Right away, Stevens rushes forward with a HUGE knee to the face of Storm! Storm crumples and Stevens jumps on him, raining down punches from the top! The ref tells Stevens to stop using closed fists, but Stevens just keeps on punching anyways. However, Storm soon manages to gain his composure and block the incoming punches, rolling to the side and tossing Stevens off of him. Both men get to their feet and Stevens looks for a big kick to Storm's side, but Storm catches it. Storm then pulls Stevens in for a big clothesline! Now it's Storm's turn to get on Stevens and throw punches like a madman – and he does just that! The ref now pleads for Storm to stop, but it doesn't take a genius to figure out where that will go. However, much like Storm was able to do earlier, Stevens recovers quickly and throws Storm to the side. Both men once again get to their feet, this time meeting in a quick collar-and-elbow tie-up. Stevens gets the advantage by spinning and taking Storm down with a snapmare. He then follows the snapmare with a STIFF kick to the back that causes Storm to collapse to his side, holding his back in pain. Stevens waits for Storm to recover a bit before running into the ropes and coming Storm, who has now reached a knee, with a shining wizard. Storm sees it coming and ducks it, but he doesn't see the return kick to the back of his head ala black magic! Storm snaps forward, then back again, now holding the back of his head in pain. Stevens wastes no time as he runs into the ropes and comes off with a big snap down legdrop! Stevens goes for the first pin of the match, but Storm kicks out defiantly at two!)

HS: "Stevens is driving a hard and fast pace in the match so far. Storm is simply getting overwhelmed at this point."

FJ: "Stevens jumped right out of the gun and Storm wasn't ready for it, but he is far from down and out, Herb. Storm will find a way to turn the match in his favour."

(Stevens doesn't let the near fall get to him as he gets up, pulling Storm to his feet with him. Stevens unloads with a European uppercut that sends Storm stumbling back a few steps. Stevens then runs forward for an enzuguiri, but Storm ducks under it and drives Stevens to the canvas in a Russian leg sweep. Storm then locks in a rear chin lock on the downed Stevens. Stevens is quick to fight it, however, rising to one knee, then to his feet. But, just as Stevens seems like he might be able to break out of it, Storm turns it into a side effect! Storm now covers Stevens, but, much like Storm did, Stevens kicks out defiantly at two.)

FJ: "See, Storm knows what he's doing in there, Herb."

HS: "Well, he has an advantage now, but we'll see how long it lasts. Stevens isn't one to be outdone, after all."

(Storm and Stevens both get to their feet pretty quickly and Storm presses the offense with some jabs with his left hand that connect. He looks to close the series with a discus lariat, but Stevens ducks it and, when Storm spins back around to face Stevens, Stevens leaps up, taking Storm down with a lungblower! Storm snaps into a doubled over position, holding his chest in pain. Stevens quickly gets to his feet and runs into the ropes, coming off on the rebound with a big kick to the face of Storm that snaps Storm into an upright position. Stevens then goes into the ropes again and comes off with an STO, driving Storm to the canvas. Stevens leaves Storm there as he heads to the ropes again, this time going out onto the apron. Stevens waits as Storm slowly gets back to his feet and, when he sees his opening, Stevens leaps up onto the top rope and springboards into the ring, nailing Storm with his trademark busaiku knee strike! Storm goes down and Stevens once again goes for the cover. But, again, Storm kicks out at two, albeit much less defiantly than he did earlier on in the match.)

HS: "And now Stevens is firmly in the driver's seat again."

FJ: "Storm looks to be in trouble here. I'll give Stevens that. However, he's fought through much worse and still won."

(Stevens once again isn't deterred by the kickout from Storm. He quickly picks Storm up to his feet and locks in a half nelson, taking Storm up off his feet and driving him back down to the canvas on his head in a half nelson suplex! Stevens then rolls right onto Storm and mounts him, once again throwing down a barrage of punches. This time, however, Storm is taking a lot of hard shots and is less successful in covering up. Storm tries to buck up and throw Stevens off, but Stevens maintains his mount and continues to rain down punches. The ref continuously warns Stevens and, after a while, he goes straight to a five count. Stevens stops throwing punches at four, not wanting to throw away the match and the tournament like that. He pulls a dazed Storm to his feet and then hoists him onto his shoulders, setting Storm up for the North Star Driver! However, Storm wiggles free and lands behind Stevens, locking in a dragon sleeper! But Stevens quickly spins and pops his head out of the hold, then leaps up onto Storm and wraps his leg around his back, before grabbing a hold of his head and dropping down to the canvas in his patented guillotine choke!)

HS: "Guillotine! Guillotine! Stevens has Storm in his deadly choke and he's nowhere near the ropes!"

FJ: "I can't recall anyone actually breaking out of this hold. It's very rare because Stevens has truly perfected it. Storm is in deep trouble here!"

(Storm attempts to roll to the side, but Stevens's legs keep him from doing so. He tries to pry his head out, but Stevens has the guillotine locked in TIGHT! Soon, Storm has no choice but to tap out! The ref calls for the bell and Stevens releases the hold as "Into the Blinding Light" by Thursday begins to play.)

HS: "And Stevens moves onto the semi-finals! Wow!"

FJ: "Jason Storm just wasn't ready for this match and, right from the start, Stevens pushed that relentless pace of his and got the victory."

(Cutting to the back, we see Mark Keller standing by with Bracket B wrestler Nathan Hawthorne-Lee. Nathan is dressed in his ring attire and his "World Champ x 3" t-shirt.)

MK: "Joining me now at this time is former 3 time AWA World Heavyweight Champion, Nathan Hawthorne-Lee. Nathan, thanks for joining me. Tonight you get to step into the ring and compete in the King of the Kage tournament for your second time. What are your thoughts on that?"

NHL: "I honestly can't wait. As we all know, in 2006 I lost in the semi-finals and wasn't able to make it to the finals. This year will be quite different. I have my eyes set on the finals and my eyes set on who I think is the reason for my 'bad blood', Low. In this tournament? I'm looking to take on Brian Stevens in the tournament finals. I want NHL/Stevens VI to take place inside a Hell in a Cell and I want to take him on and beat him down like the dog he is."

MK: "But in order to do that you need to first win your match against Terry James."

NHL: "It may not have been very apparent, but I respect Terry James a great deal. He's a great up and coming star and he has a bright future ahead of himself. Could tonight be his night? Sure. I won't deny it. I've always said that anything can happen on any given Sunday. The likelihood is slim and I really want to get to Brian Stevens."

MK: "And then you'd need to take on the winner of Tyler Harrison and A.C. Smith to get to the finals."

NHL: "If there's anything left, I'm sure it won't be much of a challenge. Everyone knows that they will not hold anything back in their match tonight. Whatever's left won't be a problem to anyone."

MK: "Nathan, thank you so much for talking with us. Herb. Frank. Back to you."

(We cut to Herb Summers at ringside.)

HS: "Ladies and gentlemen, King Of The Kage 2001 featured the first truly great finals in the tournament's history. For years to come, this was considered the strongest field, consisting of men such as Black Dragon, Dave Santini, Sabotage, Lars Fredrickson... and the two finalists, Drake Hyde and the then-United States Champion, The Legendary Low."

(Just as Hyde begins to near the top, Low gets up and pulls a chain out of his boot! As soon as Hyde tries to get up onto the cage, Low blasts him with the chain in the forhead! Hyde slips a little, and Low blasts him again! Hyde falls back, but he holds on! Hyde tries to swing a leg over to get up, but Low blasts Hyde a third time, and Drake loses his grip! Drake plummets 20 feet, and crashes through the announce table!)

HS: "Oh Shit!"

FJ: "He's dead!!!"

(Low gets huge heat as he struts around the top of the cage, taunting the crowd. The boos suddenly turn to cheers as a man jumps out of the crowd and begins to scale the cage! He makes it to the top without Low noticing, where he charges Low from behind!)

FJ: "Wait a minute.. that's former EwC World Champ, Michael "Spitfire" Stevens!"

HS: "Wow, a former World Champ! Of course the only match of his I ever saw was where he got pinned by a big Mexican guy with a mullet, but whatever works!"

(Stevens clotheslines down Low, then stomps him. He drags Low to the center of the ring, where he pulls Low up and powerbombs him! The cage shudders, then the roof gives and Low tumbles down through the cage and smashes into the mat below!!! The crowd is shocked as Hyde climbs down the piece of hanging Cage into the ring. He stands over Low until LWA Security runs in and drags him out!)

FJ: "Why would he do such a thing?"

HS: "Did you forget he travelled Japan with Black Dragon? Or that in the UWWA Spitfire was allied with Drake Hyde?"

FJ: "Oh.. heh..."

(Meanwhile, Hyde finally stirs, and crawls on hand and foot to the ring where Low is still out cold. Drake now has blood running down his face, and a cut on his shoulder from the fall. Low is bleeding a little less on his forhead, but his arms and back are cut up from the door incident. Drake finally rolls into the ring, crawls to Low, and covers him! 1...2...3 NO! KICKOUT BY LOW!! Both men lie panting in the ring, until they both somehow manage to stand. They face off once again, blood pouring down each man's face. They get only inches from each other, as the crowd reaches a fevered pitch! Finally, Low takes a big swing at Hyde! Hyde stumbles back, then returns the favor. Low fires back, and Hyde returns. Low swings again, but Hyde blocks it, then hits Low with three succesive rights! This backs Low against the ropes, and Hyde then whips Low towards ropes. Low comes back and Hyde ducks for a backdrop, but Low kicks him in the face! Low goes for the Ace Crusher, but Hyde shoves Low back into the ropes! Low comes back with a clothesline that Hyde blocks and reverses it into the Hyde Life!!! Hyde lifts Low into the air, but Low slips the move and lands behind Hyde! Drake turns around and walks right into the Stunner! Low covers and gets 1..2..KICKOUT!!! Drake is barely alive, but he kicks out of the Ace Crusher! Low gets to his feet and flips Hyde onto his back, then quickly locks in the Low Profile! Hyde is hurting badly, but he crawls towards the ropes! He finally makes it, and reaches out to grab the bottom rope when Low manages to pull him back out to the center of the ring!!! Hyde keeps fighting it, but finally passes out from the pain. The ref checks him and calls for the bell!)

FJ: "OH... MY........ GOD!!"

HS: "That was one of the craziest matches I've ever seen. See, Low IS a class act!"

Announcer: "Your winner, and 2001 KING OF THE KAGE, Lowwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!"

(The cage is raised, and medical personel rush out to the ring.. BOTH men are loaded onto stretchers and carted to the back. The camera follows as the two warriors are put into different ambulances and driven off. The crowd is simply stunned.)

FJ: "What a night it was."

HS: "It certainly was the night that established these two as the stars that they would become and it started Low's rise to the main event. But now it is time for our next King Of The Kage 2008 first round encounter. It is time for brother versus brother."

FJ: "Christianson versus Christianson."

HS: "In the ring currently is Jeff Christianson Sr., who will be the referee for this match."

FJ: "I talked to Christianson Sr. and he's here to uphold the gentlemen's rules that both Quade de'Sade-Christianson and Jeff Christianson have agreed to."

HS: "Good luck with that..."

FJ: "What do you mean? Christianson Sr. is a great referee, running his own promotion up in Canada."

HS: "But his sons cheat more than anyone we've ever saw!"

(The darkness speaks.)

"I am the new way to go. I am the way of the future."

(The voice repeats its words as a silhouette rises on the screen; an unseen flame lights an emotionless face, eyes closed, breathless. Her voice then speaks without neither her eyes nor mouth opening.)

"There's a lot of innocent people being crucified."

(The screen above the burns with one name.)

(QUADE DESADE)

(Quade staggers down the ramp towards the ring oblivious to the calls of the people on either side of him. His face seems a grim freeze of pain; his body marked and scarred from more than just his confinement within the Iron Maiden. Taking the steps slowly he takes a moment as if to catch his breath and then to look back up the ramp to the empty entrance where the Iron Maiden should be standing, Quade stalls for just a moment longer before entering the ring.)

HS: "Jeff Christianson Sr. greets his illegitimate son!"

FJ: "He is still half Christianson."

HS: "Explain the rules to us who still don't understand what a Gentlemen's match is."

FJ: "There is no punching... no holding onto holds after the break. No throwing over the top rope."

HS: "So they get DQ'ed if something like that happens?"

FJ: "Worse."

HS: "What's worse than being kicked out of the King of the Kage tournament?"

FJ: "Jeff Christianson Sr. applying a hold to you for a full minute... and from what Quade and Jeff Jr. both say... it isn't something you want to happen. Expect them to be on their best behavior."

(The lights go out. After about five seconds we see a big DW appear on the Ameri-tron. The fans also begin to boo on the sight of the big DW. Then, the masterful lyrics of "Kingdom Come" blares over the PA. We see pyro going off from around the arena. Finally red pyro shoots up from the stage, and the lights are back on. We see Jeff Christianson standing there looking directly at the ring, with the crowd still boo'ing him. We notice that he not only has a black towel on his head but, Standing alongside him is Paige Christianson. She looks around the arena, and they head down towards the ring. Paige walks up the stairs first, with Jeff following. They walk to the side part of the edge of the ring. Jeff Christianson now spins around and grabs the ropes in a pose for pictures. The crowd takes the pictures while Paige sits on the middle of the rope, holding it for Jeff. Jeff now steps into the ring. He has a cocky smile on his face as Paige hops off the apron. Jeff Sr. calls for the bell.)

HS: "Jeff Christianson looks ready."

FJ: "He did more talking and writing than anyone else before King of the Kage. Let's see if he can back it up!"

HS: "Is it 04 again?"

FJ: "No, I think he's for real this time."

(They lock up, and Quade quickly trips Jeff Christianson and slides on top of him with a rough looking headlock. We see Jeff Christianson quickly pull himself out and apply a hammerlock to Quade's arm as they begin to head to their feet. Quade throws a back elbow but Christianson ducks under and catches him with a Northern Lights Suplex. He bridges for a pin, but only grabs a two count as Quade has applied some sort of reverse front facelock, that forced Christianson to his side. Quade now has Jeff's own front facelock applied to him. We see Christianson power up, but Quade still holds on. Jeff Sr. checks for a choke, but doesn't see anything. We see Jeff Christianson grab Quade's legs and bridge over for another pin. One.. Two.. Quade rolls, and luckily for Jeff Christianson, his foot touches the ropes. Quade breaks cleanly.)

HS: "Quade de'Sade showing off some of his mat wrestling skills."

FJ: "Jeff looks frustrated early on."

(They meet in the center of the ring, Quade goes to grab Jeff, but Jeff side steps and quickly charges Quade with an ammatuer take down. We see Jeff bridge over top of him for a third pin attempt. One... Two... Quade kicks out. As Quade is sitting up, Jeff applies a rear chinlock. We see Quade begin to power out of it, but Jeff keeps position behind him. As it looks like Quade is going to turn to give Jeff some elbows, Jeff drops down, nailing a Sleeper slam, while holding onto it. Jeff quickly turns it into a Randy Orton style, side chinlock.)

FJ: "Jeff Christianson is showing why he's a great wrestler. He may have been frustrated earlier, but he is now showing Quade how it is done!"

HS: "Yeah, and both of them are using a lot of chinlock variations. Not that it is a bad thing. Jeff is just much better at applying holds like that."

(Quade has finally began to power up a little, but Christianson drops him with an Orton style backbreaker. Jeff covers Quade. One... Two... Quade kicks out. We see Jeff pull Quade up. Quade chops Jeff. Jeff chops Quade. They begin to trade. WHOOO! WHOOO! WHOO! WHOOO! WHOOO! WHOOO! WHOO! WHOO! WHOOO! WHOO! WHOOO! WHOOO! WHOOO! WHOO! WHOOO! WHOO! WHOO! WHOO! Both men's chest are ready after the ten chops back and forth. We now see Jeff throw a chop, but Quade ducks under it. Quade catches him with a waistlock. Jeff tries to counter, and pull Quade's arms apart, but he can't. Quade picks Jeff up and he nails a German Suplex... and then another German Suplex... and then a third German Suplex, bridging for a pin. One... Two... Jeff kicks out. We see Quade pull him up and he backs him up against the ropes.)

FJ: "Quade nearly had him there!"

HS: "I have never saw them compete quite like this. I have to say, thus far, I'm impressed."

FJ: "I know... no cheating yet!"

HS: "Not quite what I mean Frank, but you do have a point."

(Quade Irish whips Jeff to the ropes and ducks his head down. Jeff grabs the ropes on the otherside. After a few moments, Quade is looking for Jeff across the ring, but he can't find him. Most likely because Jeff ducked out of the ring and crawled under the ring. Quade begins to look around as Jeff Christianson Sr's count reaches 4. Finally Jeff climbs on the ring apron. Quade turns around and he's met by a springboard shoulder block by Jeff Christianson. Christianson crawls over for the cover. One... Two...)

HS: "ANOTHER KICKOUT BY DE'SADE!"

FJ: "WOW! I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT!"

HS: "Yeah, a very near fall."

FJ: "No, a man just crawled under the ring and springboarded in from the other side. It is amazing. I've never saw that before!"

HS: "Oh boy... easily impressed."

(Christianson picks de'Sade up. He chops him back to the ropes. Jeff continues chopping him, which sends Quade rolling to a corner. Jeff reels back for a huge chop, touching the mat with his chop hand... He throws it, but Quade ducks under it and Jeff is backed into the corner. We see Quade de'Sade begin to throw some shoulder blocks in the stomach of Jeff Christianson. We see Jeff fall to a seated position, but Quade pulls him up, and then tosses him on the top rope. It looks as if Jeff caught a second wind as he's about to throw a punch, but he hears Jeff Sr. yell. Jeff looks at him, and that's enough time for Quade de'Sade to jump up hit a European Uppercut on Jeff. Quade now climbs the middle rope and lands a huge Superplex on Jeff Christianson. Quade goes for the cover. One... Two...)

HS: "QUADE DID IT!"

FJ: "NO HE DIDN'T! CHRISTIANSON KICKED OUT!"

(Quade and Jeff Sr have a brief talk about what just happened, with Quade clearly thinking he won the match. However, Jeff Christianson Jr. rolls him up for a pin while this is happening. We see Jeff Sr. go down for the count. One... Two... Quade barely kicks out and looks a little enraged. He begins to yell at Jeff who just smirks arrogantly.)

HS: "Can't blame Christianson for trying. It isn't cheating, but damn close."

FJ: "But it isn't cheating. That's the point. What he did was legal."

(They meet in the middle of the ring, and Quade has Jeff in another side headlock. Jeff picks Quade up and back suplex's him to the mat. Jeff bridges for a pin. One... Two... Quade kicks out. Jeff rolls away from Quade to pick himself up by the ropes. He turns around and begins to run right into a clothesline from hell by Quade. Jeff Christianson lays motionless as Quade de'Sade drops at the middle rope Jeff used to pull himself up at. Quade quickly runs across the ring and goes for a cover. One... Two... Jeff Christianson kicks out. Quade grabs Jeff Christianson and drags him to the corner.)

FJ: "Quade looks to be going for a signature move that has finished many people off before."

HS: "Quade has bad intentions here."

(We see Quade de'Sade position himself on the top rope, and he attempts to hook the Crucifier on Jeff, but Jeff sticks his legs back on the middle turnbuckle. He uses that to boost himself up in the air, and pulls Quade off as his body falls down in a makeshift armdrag. As they land on impact with Quade's body towards the center of the ring, Jeff Christianson applies a cross armbreaker. We see Quade de'Sade yelling, as Jeff obviously had the move hooked on impact.)

HS: "A very innovative move by Jeff Christianson."

FJ: "I've never saw a cross armbreaker made famous by UFC fighter Royce Gracie used like that before! Maybe those UFC guys should come to train with him!"

(We see Quade eventually power up to a pinning position, however, he quickly hits the mat as Jeff Christianson used that to push him further in the center of the ring, and Jeff has now grapevined his leg and applied his patented ankle lock. We see Quade struggle and try to crawl across the ring. He gets within arm's reach, but he's having trouble out of the left arm that Jeff Christianson had the cross armbreaker on. Jeff roll's Quade's body onto the healthy right arm. We see Quade reaching for the ropes, but he finally taps out in the pain. Jeff Christianson cleanly breaks the hold.)

HS: "Jeff Christianson advances to the second round of this tournament."

FJ: "He won it in 04 and looks to be very innovative on his way to his second crown."

(We see Jeff Christianson Sr. help Quade de'Sade up. Jeff Jr. extends his left arm, knowing that Quade can't, and we see Quade and Jeff Sr. are very upset at the arrogant smirk on Jeff Jr's face. Jeff then exits the ring, with Jeff Sr. helping Quade de'Sade to the back.)

HS: "Something looks wrong with the way Quade's arm is."

FJ: "You don't think Jeff just tried to end his brother's career, do you?"

HS: "We will have to leave that hanging around."

(We go to video footage.)

Work it
Make it
Do it
Makes us

(We see a clip of Evan Heir nodding his head to the beat of his theme music on the turnbuckles, playing to the crowd.)

Harder
Better
Faster
Stronger

(Evan Heir runs down the ramp and slaps the hands of his fans. We then see clips of Evan Heir hitting a diving Hurricanrana on Low, a Million Dollar Shot on Jason Storm, a Corkscrewer on Logan Alexander, and a Coast to Coast on NHL.)

More than
Hour
Our
Never

(Evan Heir hits a Twist of Fate on Jason Storm, we then see him hit one on Mark Cross, and we see an Super Kick landed on Orlando Ortega before a shot of one hitting Low.)

Ever
After
Work is
Over

(Clips of Evan Heir sawing the Cruiserweight title in half, followed by clips of him angering the likes of Brian Stevens, Nathaniel Henry-Lee, Sienna, and Jason Storm are shown, each time Evan with a child-like smile on his face.)

Work it harder, make it better
Do it faster, makes us stronger

(Evan Heir is seen lifting weights, drinking protein shakes, and running along a track field.)

More than ever hour after
Our work is never over

(Evan Heir is seen doing pushups, seen pulling himself up on a steel bar, then we see him taking his vitamins and another clip of him kneeling by his bed saying his prayers...)

Work it harder, make it better
Do it faster, makes us stronger
More than ever, Hour after
Our work is never over

(Evan Heir is seen being wheeled out of the arena at No More Drama before throwing up a weak "V" signal. The screen fades to black, but words in light purple glowing letters flash across the screen.)

EVAN HARRISON... COMING SOON.

(The cameras change once again to the back and we see that Nathan Hawthorne-Lee is once more standing in front of the camera and he is alone.)

NHL: "I was going to come out to the ring and say this, but I decided to wait. I want the London crowd to see my entrance when I make my way to the ring to go toe-to-toe with Terry James, resident of Canuckistania. As you all are aware, I was born in this country. My father, at the time, was a colonel at RAF Croughton base in Northamptonshire. My mother was born and raised in England, in Beeston. So, you can say that I'm a hometown boy of sorts here in England."

(In the distance, we hear the crowd cheer for NHL and his mentions of places in England.)

NHL: "Tonight, I take center stage in the final match in the second bracket of the tournament. The quarter-finals hold fierce competition that would make any man think twice about getting into the ring to compete. Terry James is a formidable opponent who has mastered the air and ground attacks. A.C. Smith is a powerhouse with nearly unlimited power. Tyler Harrison has the smarts to scheme his way through a match. Jeff Christianson is a master technitian. Quade deSade is a wild card because of his rather unorthodox way of producing match strategy. Jason Storm is a relentless animal that will injure you and attack that spot until you're dead. Brian Stevens is a coniving bastard that will do whatever it takes to take you down, even if it costs him his well-being in the process."

(NHL shifts his stance while continuing to stare into the camera.)

NHL: "Tonight will be a night to remember, for sure. As the tag line goes, 'nothing is as it seems' and tonight, the one person everyone doubted will be the one to rise to the top and make those doubters go silent."

(Nathan stares fiercely into the camera as the scene fades to ringside.)

HS: "King Of The Ring 2002 experimented with the format of the tournament and it led to the biggest tournament final in history - Dave Santini versus Black Dragon versus Ian Hensley versus Renegade."

(Ian with a right hand to the head of BD from behind. BD is sent staggering forward. Ian pulls BD into the German suplex. Santini up slowly catches Renegade with a spear. BD floats behind Ian attempting to execute a move only to have receive a back elbow to the face. BD retaliates with a series of quick kicks to the chest followed by the jumping spin kick and Ian crashes to the mat. Santini whips Renegade into the ropes catching him coming off with a tilta whirl backbreaker. Ian is slow to get up but BD waits measuring him connects with the superkick. Ian falls flat on his back. BD's attention turns to Santini and Renegade. Santini is stomping away at Renegades back. BD locks Santini into the rolling prawn hold. Santini strains under the hold as one of his old nemisis cranks hard. Ian shakes off the effects of the kick. Renegade climbs to his feet as well favoring his back. Ian and Renegade catch site of each other. Renegade is able to get the advantage and run Ian into the metal cage. Ian staggers back from the impact of the blow dazzed. Renegade whips Ian into the turnbuckles and follows him in with a running knee lift. Renegade muscles Ian up to the top turnbuckle adn executes a top rope Samoan Drop.)

(Santini finally breaks free of the hold and lays on the mat momentarily in pain. Black Dragon drops down and delivers a series of punches to Santini. Renegade is up and begins to climb the cage. Noticing this Black Dragon springs to his feet and goes to pull Renegade off into a powerbomb. Renegade crashes to the mat heavily. Santini gets to his feet limping and catches BD with a spear. Both men go down swinging at each other. In the meantime, Ian has made it to his feet and is slowly trying to get over the ropes to climb the cage. In the corner with Santini, thrust chop to the throat momentarily freezing Santini allowing Black Dragon to get to his feet. BD hits the split leg moonsault on Santini. In the meantime, Renegade is up and has caught the foot of Ian as he was climbing the cage. Renegade pulls Ian off the cage sending him crashing to the mat. BD charges across the ring with a suicide dive slamming into Renegade and he is sent forward into the metal cage. BD slams Renegades head into the metal cage repeatedly busting him open. Ian with a German Suplex on BD allows Renegade to sink to the mat. Ian begins to scale the cage once again as BD shakes off the effects of the suplex. BD begins to scale the cage quickly with Ian. Santini slowly gets to his feet crossing the ring and following the others scaling the cage. Up above him, BD has become even with Ian as the two men throw blows at each other. Ian lunges over and BD siezes the moment by spitting a mist into the eyes and face of Ian. BD quickly scales the rest of the cage with a blinded Ian groping after his ankles.)

HS: Black Dragon has done it! He has won the King of the Kage.

(We return to ringside.)

HS: "And now it's time for, quite possibly, the most hostile first-round King of the Kage matchup. A.C. Smith will make his return to the ring against Tyler Harrison, the man who is now romantically linked to the woman who broke his ankle in a hit-and-run at Springs and Breaks."

FJ: "I'm looking forward to this one. Tons of carnage, tons of bad blood, I LOVE IT!"

5... 4... 3... 2... 1...

(A blue "fireball" shoots from the lights and hits the stage. A blue pyro shoots up from around the stage and "Rebel Yell" by Dope hits the PA system. The crowd boos as Tyler Harrison and Tracy Jacobs walk out through the smoke that the pyro has left. Tyler turns to Tracy at the top of the ramp and kisses her passionately before the two walk down through the O-Tunnel, arm in arm. On the AmeriTron, along with clips of Tyler we see "TYLER... AT LAST... ALL SYSTEMS GO... REBELLION" in different intervals. Tyler lets go of Tracy's arm before they reach the ring. He throws a "gun" signal to some fans on either side of him before he steps back with a running start and jumps onto the ring apron. He sits down on the middle rope and pushes up the top one. Tracy climbs up onto the apron. She gives Tyler a kiss on the cheek and then removes his sunglasses, putting them on her shirt, between her cleavage as she steps into the ring. Tyler steps into the ring as well and forms a "T" with his vertical left arm in a fist and his horizontal right arm in a fist as well. He hops onto the turnbuckles and rolls his shoulders, allowing his jacket to fall back. Tracy takes it and puts it on herself, smiling as Tyler hops down from the turnbuckles and waits for his opponent while Tracy exits the ring.)

HS: "Tyler and Tracy are both looking tremendously confident, but that's in pretty stark contrast to last week, where Tracy's arrogance forced Travis Gray's hand in allowing Asskicker's Anonymous to be ringside for this match."

FJ: "Yeah, but have you seen these guys? They're more clumsy than Smith...and THAT'S saying something!"

(On that note, "You've Got Another Thing Coming," by Judas Priest, begins to play. Bobby the Bavarian Man-Bitch and Stevie the Slovakian Slobberknocker emerge to a solid pop, walking to the ring wearing matching Asskicker's Anonymous t-shirts and black jeans. They get to ringside and trade insults with Tyler Harrison before looking at each other, shaking their heads, and pointing back towards the "O" tunnel.)

HS: "This could only mean one thing, and this building is going to explode when Smith comes out."

FJ: "We can only hope. If I never see him again, I'll be the happiest man on Earth!"

HS: "FRANK!!!"

(The Judas Priest anthem fades down. After a few seconds of silence, the opening guitar licks of "Welcome to the Jungle" blare over the speakers. It's almost drowned out by the cheers of the capacity crowd in London, and as Axl Rose's vocals kick in, the Big Apple Asskicker himself, A.C. Smith, emerges from the tunnel. He stops to take in the cheers of the crowd, ones he hasn't heard before a match since early-April, before making his way down the aisle. He embraces his friends before sliding into the ring and springing up, only slightly favoring the ankle that had been the subject of so much speculation in the days prior to the event.)

HS: "Smith seems to be in pretty good shape, and this crowd is going to urge him on!"

FJ: "Herb, this is a country that has produced the Sex Pistols, Wham, and Amy Winehouse. Do you HONESTLY think they know good taste?"

HS: "Wow... the rare Frank Jackson point with reasoning behind it."

FJ: "I know...HEY! Jerk."

(Referee Jonathan Linden brings A.C. and Tyler together, and tries to say a few words before the match begins. However, both men have their eyes locked in on one another, and it seems as though they barely acknowledge the official's mere presence. Linden then shakes his head and signals for the bell to ring.

It does, and the two circle the ring for several moments before locking up. Smith powers Tyler down to a knee, but Harrison slips out, sweeps the right leg, and tries a quick anklelock! Smith makes the ropes, but his opponent milks the referee's five-count for all it's worth before slamming the ankle down to the canvas and soaking in the boo's.)

HS: "Tyler wants this match over right away!"

FJ: "I don't care what A.C. said this week. This man is hurt, and Tyler's like a wild animal. He smells blood, and he's going in for the kill."

(Several stomps to Smith's back follow, but Smith rolls away and gets to his feet. Tyler's forearm is then blocked and countered with a hard shot to the head, and Smith connects with a few more right hands before sending Tyler into the ropes and catching him with a back body drop. Harrison rolls under the bottom rope and regroups next to Tracy, but Bobby and Stevie are on the prowl, coming at the two from both sides.

Harrison goes back into the ring, and locks up with Smith once again. Outside the ring, though, the two brutes have ganged up on Tracy. Linden leans through the ropes, telling them to break it up, but doesn't notice that Tyler has hit a low blow to counter a bodyslam! Linden turns back around to see Tyler hitting a swinging neckbreaker, and Harrison makes the cover, but Smith throws him off with relative ease before springing up and hitting a huge running lariat!)

HS: "The longer this match goes on, the worse shape Smith's ankle will be in. It makes sense that A.C.'s trying to bust out every high-impact move he has to try and finish things up early on."

FJ: "That's all he has?! He's in real trouble."

HS: "Groan..."

(Smith continues the assault with swift kicks to Tyler's ribcage. Tyler then grabs Smith's ankle and uses it to bring himself to his feet before locking up with him, this time coming away with a side headlock. Smith reverses it into a suplex, but Tyler flips out of it and counters with a quick head-scissors. Smith rises up quickly, but Tyler catches him with a pair of slick arm drags before locking in a reverse chinlock.

After a few seconds, Smith powers his way to his feet, elbowing out of it and running to the ropes. However, he makes the mistake of running towards Tracy, who trips him up by grabbing his right ankle! Jonathan Linden admonishes her, but once again has his back turned to Tyler, who capitalizes by kicking Smith in the groin several times!)

HS: "This is despicable!"

FJ: "This is smart!"

HS: "You're an idiot."

FJ: "You're British."

HS: "..."

FJ: "BA-ZING!"

(Tyler picks A.C. up by the back of the head before running behind him and putting him down again with a bulldog. A front facelock follows, and as Smith rises, Tyler retreats to the ropes, jumping up to the middle one, and spinning off of it in a tornado DDT. He makes the cover, but only gets a two-count.

Not discouraged, Tyler goes back to the anklelock, and this time, it's applied in the center of the ring! Smith writhes around in pain for several moments as Linden observes, but at ringside, Bobby and Stevie split up once again!)

HS: "Now what's going on here?"

(We find out soon enough. Bobby drags Linden outside the ring, and while the two are engaged in a heated discussion, Stevie slides into the ring and nearly takes Tyler's head off with a flying tackle! It breaks the hold, and both men are down on the canvas as Stevie slinkers back to ringside to a huge pop!)

FJ: "Deplorable! Absolutely deplorable!"

HS: "I find it just as brilliant as Tracy's maneuvers earlier."

FJ: "Yeah, well...well..."

HS: "BA-ZING!"

(Linden gets back into the ring, and with the two men down, he begins his count. At three, Smith begins to stir, but he has to use the ropes for support in getting to his feet. Tyler gets up a few seconds after, sees Smith struggling, and hits a running high knee, knocking him into the corner. He mounts him for several punches, but Smith counters with a massive running powerbomb! Linden counts as the crowd roars: One, two, no, just two.

The air is let out of the crowd as Smith rises in mild disbelief. However, he snaps out of it quickly, whipping Tyler into the ropes and catching him with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. A knee drop follows, as does another two-count. Smith then picks Tyler up in a stalling suplex, but in stalling, Harrison shifts his weight, coming down on top of Smith for a near-fall.

This doesn't sit well with Tracy, who jumps up onto the apron to argue with the official. Harrison looks over and tries to shoo her off, but Smith recovers, runs to the other ring ropes, and hits a massive spear on Tyler! This creates a domino effect, as Smith and Tyler go into Linden, who goes into Tracy, which carries all four down to the arena floor as the crowd goes wild!)

FJ: "He's a woman-beater, and yet the people CHEER him?!"

HS: "Worked for that bald guy back in the states, didn't it?"

FJ: "My Amy Winehouse theory of taste still applies here, though. YOU PEOPLE SUCK!"

(Everyone tries to regroup at ringside, and Bobby and Stevie walk over to check on A.C. He gets up first, followed by the referee, who checks on Tyler. He's conscious, but his concern is for Tracy, who's a bit banged up. Smith sees Tyler bent over, and hits a forearm to his back. Tyler, now red in the face with anger, turns around with a haymaker, but Smith ducks, and he hits Bobby. Bobby and Stevie both lay into Tyler, but Tracy stands in their way after several punches.)

HS: "Oh my goodness. This is NOT going to end well."

FJ: "THEY WOULDN'T!!"

(Stevie shoves Tracy aside.)

HS: "They would."

(Tyler has now gone nuts, and hits a surprise cross body block into both of them. Smith interjects himself into the fray, and it's now become a complete and utter pier-six melee. Linden has lost all control, and calls security from the backstage area to help.

They come out after several seconds to break up the huge fight, and Linden admonishes both Tracy and Asskicker's Anonymous away from ringside.)

HS: "Well, I certainly can't blame the referee for this one. It turned into an absolute donnybrook; I'm just glad he didn't rule this one a no-contest."

FJ: "Me too. Now we can see Tyler break Smith's ankle! HAHA!"

(Smith and Harrison exchange forearms as they maneuver their way back to the squared circle. Smith gets the upper hand and rolls his opponent back in first before following him in. The two lock up, and Smith comes away with a quick snap suplex, rolling on top of Tyler and hitting a series of hard mounted punches. Tyler slips away, though, and comes off the ropes with another cross body block.

This gets a one-count, but Smith rolls through, grabbing Tyler in preparation for an apparent Samoan drop. However, he stands his rival up, and hits an open-handed slap to the face! Chants of "YOU GOT BITCH-SLAPPED!" spring up as Tyler once again leaves the ring to regroup.)

FJ: "NO HE DIDN'T!"

HS: "Frank...yes, he did."

FJ: "No, that move was the rarely-seen Cambodian Gravitational Hand to the Face. Of course, it's rarely seen because it never works. Tyler'll be fine."

HS: "Ugh..."

(Smith feigns going over the top rope and to the arena floor, but Tyler's one step ahead, and he slides back in. He capitalizes on Smith being caught off-balance with a roll-up, but only gets a two-count despite both of Tyler's feet being on the ropes. Harrison goes to a reverse chinlock, but flips over a la Mr. Perfect, bringing Smith's head straight down to the canvas. He then dashes to the nearest turnbuckle, jumps to the top rope, and connects with a moonsault!)

FJ: "It's over!"

(Linden makes the count: One, two, thr--)

HS: "NO IT'S NOT!"

FJ: "HE KICKED OUT?!"

(Indeed Smith did, and Tyler gazes at Linden in disbelief as he gives the "this close" signal. Tyler responds by stomping Smith's ankle repeatedly before locking in his third anklelock of the match! Smith is in obvious agony, and Linden is clearly ready to ring the bell for a submission.

Surprisingly, though, Smith begins to crawl towards the ropes. His overall strength advantage works in his favor, and the crowd roars in delight as his outstretched hand reaches the bottom rope! Tyler doesn't bother to milk the count, instead just slamming Smith's ankle down and opening his eyes wide in sheer shock.)

HS: "Tyler's stunned! He's thinking, "What do I have to do to get this guy to quit?"

FJ: "Kill him, probably. TAKE MY KNIFE! PLEASE!"

(Smith once again uses the ropes to pull himself up. Tyler comes at him with a running forearm smash, but Smith barely even feels it! A second punch follows, but with similar results, and Smith lashes back with a flurry of his own that knocks Tyler into the corner. Mounted punches follow, as does a monkey flip that puts Tyler back in the center of the ring! A cover gets a long two-count, but Smith isn't discouraged. Instead, he picks Tyler up and whips him into the ropes, catching him with a modified body slam!)

HS: "BIG APPLE SLAM! BIG APPLE SLAM!"

FJ: "No, no, no! You CAN'T lose to a guy on one leg, Tyler!!!"

(Instead of going for the cover, Smith signals skyward, and the crowd roars in anticipation of the Big Apple Asskicker. He picks Tyler up in a gorilla press move, and slams him down before running to the ropes, but Tyler lands on his feet and hits a remarkable standing huracanrana! Linden goes for the count; one, two, no, just two, and Smith reverses it into a pinning predicament of his own! The count; one, two, thr--no, Tyler kicked out!)

HS: "What a match this has become! We've seen it all; brawling, technical wrestling, sheer anger, and to think, the winner here has to wrestle at LEAST once more."

FJ: "I'm stunned. Absolutely stunned."

(Tyler rolls through the reverse roll-up, and greets a rising Smith with a dropkick that floors him. As he rises, Tyler runs to the ropes and hits a shining wizard off A.C.'s knee. A cover follows, but it gets only two, as Smith's right foot hooks the bottom rope.

Tyler is a bit angry, but a maniacal smile makes its way to his face as he gazes at the right ankle. We find out why, as he turns Smith over and once again goes for the submission with the anklelock!)

HS: "The fourth anklelock of the match! Nobody's out to save Smith, and with the beating he's taken, I doubt he's getting to the ropes this time!"

FJ: "That's it! TWIST! SQUEEZE! BREAK IT AGAIN!"

(Tyler uses all the energy he has to tighten the hold, but Smith somehow endures for several moments, resisting the urge to tap out. In tightening the hold, Tyler actually turns himself around, but as the crowd tries to chant A.C. back to life, it proves to be a mistake, as A.C. reaches back behind him!)

HS: "What is he doing here?"

(He crosses Tyler's legs, and in an instant, Tyler goes down and Smith rises into a variation of the Sharpshooter!)

HS: "HE'S COUNTERED IT! He has countered the anklelock into a submission of his own!"

FJ: "No he hasn't! Look; Tyler's still got a hold of the ankle!"

(We cut to a tighter shot, and it proves that both men are intertwined in attempts to make the other quit or tap out. The two roll around for quite a while, changing positions in their attempts to win the match.

However, with both men lying face-down on the mat in submissions, each can take no more punishment, and they tap out!)

FJ: "A.C. TAPPED! A.C. TAPPED!"

HS: "But so did Tyler! How is this going to end?"

(Linden signals for the bell to ring, and he goes to converse with ring announcer Nick Edwards. After a few moments, Edwards raises the microphone to his mouth.)

EDWARDS: "Ladies and gentlemen, both men submitted to the other's submission hold. Therefore, AWA official Jonathan Linden has ruled this match a DRAW! Both men are eliminated from the King of the Kage tournament, and the winner of the upcoming singles match between Nathan Hawthorne-Lee and Terry James will advance to the final match of the tournament!"

(A chorus of boo's greets this announcement as paramedics tend to both A.C. Smith and Tyler Harrison inside the ring.)

HS: "Oh my God. These two men beat the living crap out of each other, and they killed each other's chances at winning the King of the Kage tournament."

FJ: "TYLER GOT SCREWED! HE MADE A.C. TAP OUT FAIR AND SQUARE!"

HS: "I'm not even going to try to drill any sense into you, Frank. What a great match this was, but in the end, the tournament reigns supreme, claiming the hopes of both Smith and Harrison."

(We go to a camera backstage and we see Logan Alexander making his way through the back halls with the World title belt around his waist.)

MK: "Logan!"

(Mark Keller comes into the scene and stops beside Logan. Logan looks over at Keller.)

LOGAN: "Yeah, what is it?"

MK: "I've got some questions for you related to your match tonight if you're not busy at the moment."

(Logan shrugs.)

LOGAN: "Sure, why not? I still have a couple of tournament matches to sit through before I hit the ring and Low and I spill a few pints of blood with each other."

(Keller is obviously surprised by that statement as he looks at Logan.)

LOGAN: "Don't give me that wide-eyed look Keller. Everyone knows that's exactly what Low and I are going to do to one another tonight. One of us will end up being dragged from that ring, and the other one will be dragged out with the title draped over them."

(Logan speaks with a certainty in his voice and it doesn't seem to put Keller at ease in any way.)

MK: "Well, um... do you feel that you were able to match words with Low during the week, or do you think you might have given him the edge there?"

LOGAN: "The funny thing about Low and I, is that the longer we keeping jawing with one another the more likely we're going to just end up repeating the same stuff over and over in order to try and bury the other one in the same ideas we used before. Low got an extra showing on me during the week... but I didn't really see myself forfeiting much of a mental edge to him. There wasn't anything in there that hadn't been addressed previously by me over the previous couple of days. So I thought, ‘do I really want to just repeat myself again to a person who clearly isn't listen, or should I just focus on beating those ideas into him on Sunday night?' I think you know what the answer to that question is based on my lack of reply yesterday."

MK: "Low had brought up a lot of references to King of the Kage being his pay per view event, much like Classic, do you feel that he is going to continue that trend tonight?"

(Logan thinks on that for several moments. He then shakes his head slightly.)

LOGAN: "I don't know for sure Mark. I can beat him. He can beat me. We're going to drag ourselves through another bloody war out there. But until the match starts to unfold, there won't be any way to really know who's going to have the advantage. Low doesn't hold the advantage just because he's won the tournament three times or that he's won the World title here before. I had the advantage last year at King of the Kage, when Low reversed our positions and won. I did the same at Overpower."

"Can Low win this match? Definitely. Is Low likely to win this match? Probably. But I've been expected to lose this title before. Ten weeks ago, people figured that Jason Storm would rebound from Springs and Breaks and take back the title. It didn't happen. Some people thought that a month ago, Terry James was going to pull off an upset and leave with the title on Shock. It didn't happen. Most people expect Low to leave with the title tonight... Guess we'll have to wait and see if it happens."

"I'm not going to roll over and play dead in the ring because it's Low in there. If my reign is going to end here tonight, then you'll be watching me fight until I can do no more in that ring."

MK: "All right. I have one last question for you."

LOGAN: "Shoot."

MK: "Low had mentioned during the week that you aren't the kind of champion the AWA needs right now. What are your thoughts on that?"

(Logan rolls his eyes and shakes his head again. He looks at Keller, a hint of annoyance in his expression.)

LOGAN: "It's a load of BS first and foremost. Low does nothing but cut down every champion that doesn't go by the name Low. I have brought something different to the table than the most recent World champions we've had."

"I didn't have to cheat at any point to either win or retain this title. I haven't gone out and ambushed my to be opponents week after week to try and wear them down or gain any kind of advantage over them. I haven't tried to sidestep any challenges. I haven't run from any particular challengers. I've been the kind of champion that had been absent from the AWA for over a year before I won the title. People may question my methods in getting the opportunity I did for this title, but so be it."

"I will probably never be a dominant champion in any regards, but I will always be one of the most talented ones the AWA will ever have. That's why I have carried this belt for eighty-four days. It's why I deserved to be champion."

(Logan reaches down and pats the belt.)

LOGAN: "I guess we'll find out later on if the champion that I am will be good enough to beat the champion that is Low. See ya, Mark."

(Logan nods to Keller and walks past him. Keller turns towards the camera.)

MK: "Back to you, Herb and Frank."

HS: "In 2003, King Of The Kage emanated from the world's most famous arena, Madison Square Garden, and it marked the second time Drake Hyde, then the AWA TV Champion, would make it to the tournament finals, taking on then-Hardcore Champion Nightmist."

(Nightmist is just about to lift Drake up and over the ladder to bring him crashing all the way down to the floor below with another Let Down. But suddenly, Drake sends a left to the ribs of Nightmist, the same ribs that felt the full force of Drake coming off the top rope with the shooting star leg drop. Nightmist winces in pain, but he keeps Drake's head under his arm. But Drake sends another barbed wire covered left to the ribs of Nightmist. Drake keeps laying into Nightmists ribs with that barbed wire covered left until finally Nightmist lets go of Drake's head. Drake pops up on the ladder and nails Nighmist with a left to the face, well mask. Drake quickly grabs Nightmist and hooks his head under his left arm. Drake points up and screams out "D!!!!!!!" and then lifts Nightmist into the air before Nightmist can react. Drake falls back from the ladder, and both men come crashing down as Drake delivers his own version of the brainbuster In Memory Of D. They hit the middle of the cage, and bust THROUGH the cage. But it doesn't stop there, they continue to fall through each and every one of those tables that are still in the center of the ring. Wood debris fly all over the cage, covering the ground in particles of the three tables. The ref turns his back to the sight that we see and covers his eyes from the on coming debris. The four cross beam poles of the cage are now hanging down into the ring around Drake and Nightmist as the chain links fence that was once the top of the cage is now hanging around the edges of the cage. The table and ladder that was once on top of the cage, is now in the middle of the ring on top of Drake and Nightmist. Both referees run and climb into the ring. They begin pulling away table debris, the one whole table, and the ladder. Once everything has been removed, we see Drake and Nightmist lying there motionless. Drake's eyes slowly open and he looks up to Nightmist who lay directly above him after the impact. Drake rolls over onto his stomach, crawls one arm pull closer to Nightmist and gets his arm over Nightmists chest. The ref hits the mat and counts 1.... 2..... 3.......)

HERB: DRAKE DOES IT!!!! DRAKE DOES IT!!!!!

FRANK: Well it's about damn time. Sheesh, how many tries does it take to win King Of The Kage? Everyone else does it their first year. But NOOOOOOO, it takes Drake THREE tries. Yeah, some super star.

HERB: So Adam Bawm got it on his first try?

FRANK: Was I talking to you?

HERB: Did you say you like ass balls?

FRANK: No... But Adam said that Drake likes ass balls.

HERB: Yeah, so why don't you ask Adam what ass balls are.

FRANK: Adam is a great man. He has a PHD, he doesn't mingle with people who know what ass balls are. That's low brow for people of great stature like US!

HERB: Yeah, riiiiiiiiight.

(Back in the ring, neither Drake, nor Nightmist are moving at all. EMT's begin rushing out to the ring, but they stop as suddenly, "Bootylicious" begins to play as out comes Jack Happy. He's carrying a plate with a single burrito on it. The EMT's go back to climbing through the cage that has seen better days, as well as climbing into the ring. Jack makes it to the ring as the EMT's are about to place neck braces on both Drake and Nightmsit yet again. Jack begins swatting at the EMT's like pesky little flies buzzing in everyone's ear. Once Jack has the EMT's held at bay, he leans down and checks on Nightmsit. Jack begins pawing at Nightmists face until Nightmist swats at his hand. Jack, satisfied with this as a sign of life then turns his attention to Drake Hyde. Jack grabs Drake by the hair, his white gloves turn red from the blood soaked hair. Jack pulls Drake face up and begins waving the burrito in front of his face as if it were smelling salt. Drake's eyes flutter and then close. Jack smiles and lets Drake face fall back to the mat.)

(Suddenly, the crowd reacts, we look up to the top of the ramp and there we see Low standing on the stage. Clapping with a sarcastic smirk across his face as he claps half heartedly. Low turns and walks back behind the curtain.)

HS: "This was to lead to the much anticipated match between Drake Hyde and Low at Classic 2003, however, it was not to be. What is to be, though, is our final first round match of the King Of The Kage tournament - Nathan Hawthorne-Lee versus Terry James."

(White, red, gold, and green strobing lights flash as "No Remorse" by Metallica hits the arena. When the solo begins about 10 seconds into the song, NHL emerges from the curtain area with his lovely wife and manager, Sarah Hawthorne, following closely behind him. Sarah stops behind her husband as he stands there for a moment, staring out around the crowd, getting psyched up for the upcoming match. A short while later, NHL explodes from his trance with excitement, bursting with energy. He walks down the ramp, throwing his arms in the air, pumping himself up and the crowd for the upcoming clash. NHL then pauses in front of the ring for a few seconds, as if he couldn't wait to get in. Nathan then makes his way to the ring steps, taking his time climbing up each step. NHL gets to the top and he takes his time getting into the ring through the top and middle ropes. Sarah follows her husband to the ring, entering from under the middle rope. NHL walks to the middle of the ring, and slowly raises his arms in the air and he then makes his way to the nearest turnbuckle and slowly raises his arms again, soaking in the cheers from his fans.)

HS: "Here tonight, wrestling for the opportunity to advance in this tournament and become the 2008 King of the Kage... We have Terry James going one-on-one with Nathan Hawthorne-Lee."

FJ: "Right. Both of these men returned around the same time with a point to prove to the fans, to the guys in the locker room, and most importantly, to themselves. I'm not a huge fan of either of these guys, but damnit, this is guaranteed to be a good match."

(As Nathan's music dies down, an "ECW!" chant has started. About 10 seconds pass before finally... The opening guitar of "Thunderstruck" by AC/DC starts to play and the fans start to chant "Na Na-Na Na Na-Na Na Na!" over and over with the all-to-familiar guitar chords. The lights in the arena flash on and off for a few seconds before staying off. On the first "Thunder" the lights starts flashing on and off again. On the second "Thunder" Terry comes out onto the stage with a Canadian flag in his hands, the crowd now cheering loudly, stopping just before the ramp.)

HS: "Listen to this ovation for 'The Storm' Terry James!"

(Terry waves the flag in big swoops from side to side a few times before resting it on his shoulder and walking down the ramp. Terry slaps hands on the way down and stops in the middle of the ramp, dropping down to his knees. Terry holds his flag in the air with one arm as red and white pyros blast in rapid succession at the top of the ramp from side to side a few times over.)

FJ: "Why can't we get a USA chant from time to time, huh?"

HS: "...We're in England."

(Terry then jumps to his feet and dashes down the rest of the way to the ring. He then slides in under the bottom ropes, turning to his back and then kipping up to his feet in one fluid motion as he slides into the middle of the ring, red and white pyros going off on each ring post as he does. He then shows off his flag one more time to the crowd before placing it on the outside by his corner.)

HS: "The crowd here in the Wembley Stadium is still buzzing."

DING!
DING!
DING!

HS: "And we're underway!"

FJ: "U-S-A! U-S-A!"

HS: "Stop that."

(Terry James and Nathan Hawthorne-Lee circle each other before they slap hands in the middle of the ring. This earns an applause from the crowd, but it's ended quickly as the two lock up. Terry James seems to have the edge, but he's shoved away by Nathan. Terry hits the corner and smirks, clapping a bit. He continues to orbit the interior of the ring before he goes for a lock-up again, however this time he drops to a knee and spins behind NHL, getting him in a reverse waist-lock position. NHL spends a few seconds trying to pry Terry's arms loose and manages to get one off, squeezing his wrist and turning around, but Terry purposely falls onto his back and uses his feet to push NHL back as much as he can. Terry then springs up to his feet, NHL still holding onto his wrist. He tries to reverse the lock, but NHL is able to keep his composure, grabbing Terry's wrist and forcing him down to one knee. NHL uses his foot to press into the back of Terry's knee and pulls back, putting as much pressure on the arm as he can. Terry cries out, but after a few seconds, shakes himself away and rolls again, hopping up once more, but running to the ropes. Terry springboards off of the middle rope and jumps off, hitting an arm drag. NHL is finally thrown off of Terry and he walks right into a Dropkick. NHL isn't taken off of his feet, but he is knocked into the corner. Terry runs and jumps up onto NHL while he's in the corner, going for a Monkey Flip, but NHL is able to pick him up and dump him over the top rope. NHL turns around and stumbles away, but is unable to see that Terry was able to hang onto the top rope and pulls himself back up onto the apron.)

FJ: "Uh oh, turn around, Nathan."

HS: "This is gonna be big, I can feel it."

(NHL turns around right as Terry springboards onto the top rope and comes off with a Flying Cross Body. NHL is able to roll through, however and hold him down for a pin.)

One!
Two!
THR—!

HS: "And Terry James is just barely able to shoulder out of it.)

FJ: "How embarrassing would it be to go for a high-risk maneuver and get it reversed, losing the match not even two minutes into it?"

(Both men scramble to their feet. Nathan blocks a few punches from Terry, but a swift kick to the leg distracts him in time for Terry James to get in a huge clothesline. NHL is up again, only to be taken down with another clothesline. NHL gets up once more, and having learned his lesson ducks the third clothesline. Terry rebounds off of the ropes and NHL goes for a High Knee Smash, but Terry ducks and comes off of the opposite ropes. Terry goes for a Spinning Wheel Kick and connects beautifully! Both men go down and Terry covers NHL, but only gets a count of one! NHL kicks out and slowly gets to his feet, knocked off balance by the kick. Terry picks him up as well and Irish Whips him into the corner. Terry runs forward and hits a high knee lift right under the jaw in the corner. NHL stumbles out of the corner and is hit with a Falling Reverse DDT. Terry gets up to his feet and hops over Nathan. He runs to the ropes and springboards off of the middle going for a Lionsault, however NHL has rolled out of the ring and Terry lands on his feet on the inside.)

HS: "Wise move by Nathan Hawthorne-Lee here."

FJ: "Yes, but if he's outside, he's not going to win King of the Kage. He won't even make it past this round."

(Sarah Hawthorne is warning for NHL to look out for something. NHL turns and we see that Terry is sliding for a Baseball Slide Kick to NHL, but Nathan moves at the last second. Terry lands on his feet outside of the ring, but he's hit with a powerful elbow to the face, followed by an Irish Whip into the security barrier. The crowd behind Terry reaches to pat him on the back, but NHL pulls Terry away and lifts him up by his shoulder and his tights before dropping him rib-first across the barricade. Terry groans in agony, though the veteran-like NHL isn't going to give him time to recover. NHL climbs up onto the security barrier about ten feet from Terry. He runs along it, walking the barricade before he jumps up and delivers a hard knee to the back of Terry's neck. Terry slumps helplessly on the barricade. NHL, who is now in the front row delivers an uppercut to Terry's jaw, knocking him off of the barrier and onto the floor right outside the ring. NHL hops the barricade, landing on Terry's back for good measure before he picks him up and rolls him into the ring under the bottom rope.)

FJ: "You know, people assume that because NHL doesn't stand for 'Nathaniel Henry Lee' anymore that Nathan is a nice guy in the ring. That he's a pushover."

HS: "They're very wrong. Nathan is just as vicious in a match as ever. He's a veteran in the ring. You see how he makes EVERY motion wear down his opponent. Even something as simple as entering and exiting the ring, or entering and exiting ringside has a method. Oh, look out, Nathan's going for a pin."

(NHL puts all of his weight on Terry's shoulders. 1... 2... Terry kicks out of it, but it's obvious by the way that he clutches his ribs when NHL picks him up that some damage has been done. NHL picks Terry James up onto one shoulder before driving him to the mat with a unique Spinebuster. NHL sinks down to his knees and covers Terry again, this time hooking the far leg. 1... 2... Terry James is able to get his left shoulder off of the canvas. Sarah Hawthorne watches from the outside with a look of interest as she circles tie ring. NHL picks Terry up and Irish Whips him into the ropes. Terry comes off and NHL goes for a Back Body Drop, but Terry counters into a crucifix hold... However NHL maintains balance and smirks. He delivers a powerful Samoan Drop-variant to Terry, slamming him harder to the mat than he'd been slammed this match. NHL, careful to not be caught in a pinning position, pushes Terry's arms to his side and pins him, but only gets a count of two.)

HS: "Terry's back has been taking some heavy punishment this match. He can't afford an injury before the first round is even over."

FJ: "If Terry's as good as you people SAY he is then he should have no problem getting himself out of this hole, right?"

HS: "Stop with the sarcasm, Frank, just for one match."

(NHL has delivered well-aimed stomps to the side and back of Terry James before jumping up and driving his knee into Terry's back. Terry crawls to the ropes, but NHL grabs his legs and locks him in a Boston Crab. Terry cries out in agony, hissing and moaning for a while. The crowd is divided right now, half of them chanting for Terry, half of them chanting for NHL. After being locked in the hold for at least twenty seconds, James is able to reach the ropes. NHL breaks it by the time the referee counts to two, but pulls Terry away from the ropes and wisely stacks him up for a pin attempt. 1... 2... No! Just a near fall. NHL finally looks frustrated, but Sarah yells for him to calm down on the outside and stay focused. NHL nods and lifts Terry James up. He positions him in a standing Headscissors and backs to a near corner. NHL is going for a running Powerbomb, but Terry James pushes himself up and over NHL's head, landing behind him. When NHL turns around, he is met with a kick to the midsection. Terry gabs his arm and forces him to the ground, going for a Crossface. Terry locks it in!)

HS: "The Crossface! And Nathan might have to tap, they're right in the center of the ring!"

(The crowd is cheering and Terry has the hold locked in perfectly. Nathan cries out in pain, but uses his free arm to crawl slowly towards the ropes. It is obvious right now that Nathan is fading as the seconds roll by. His attempts at getting to the ropes are becoming weaker, yet more passionate at the same time. Nathan reaches out, but is just a few inches short of the bottom rope. Terry rocks back and forth, adding more pressure to the hold and wrenching Nathan's neck. Nathan's eyes are dimming and he has a far away look... A mixed "Terry!" and "NHL!" chant has developed in the Wembley Stadium. NHL finally... FINALLY reaches the ropes after a minute in the hold, but the damage has been done. Terry lets go when the referee asks him to, but NHL looks to be out with his arm dangling over the ropes. Terry ascends to the top turnbuckle.)

HS: "Whoa, what's he doing here?"

FJ: "Does it matter? It's not going to be good for Nathan."

(Terry stands upright on the top rope and leaps off, hitting a Diving Leg Drop to the back of NHL's head. NHL's throat snaps off of the bottom rope and he rolls into the ring. Terry, however, is exhausted and is lying on the apron. He rolls back into the ring, but is still not on his feet. The referee starts a ten count.)

HS: "These men are taking each other to the limit. This is what being King of the Kage means to them. This is what having a World Title opportunity means to these men."

FJ: "Yeah, but the referee has counted to five and neither of these men have moved."

HS: "No, look, Terry James is up!"

(By the count of eight, Terry is on his feet. He falls back into the turnbuckles, but regains his balance a moment later. He motions for Nathan to get up and stomps his foot on the ground a few times. NHL staggers to his feet and turns around. Terry goes for the Thunder Strike, but Nathan ducks! Terry turns around and Nathan hits him with a stomp to the gut before positioning him under his arm and lifting him up for a Brainbuster... But Nathan jumps and slams Terry head-first to the mat with the SlapShot!)

HS: "SLAPSHOT! IT'S OVER!"

FJ: "He can't capitalize!"

(Both men are down for about five seconds, but NHL realizes what he's just done and quickly begins to crawl over to Terry. He covers him and slowly reaches for his leg.)

ONE!
TWO!
THR--!

HS: "Terry James just kicked out of the SlapShot!"

FJ: "Jesus..."

HS: "You have to think that if Nathan had gotten the cover a second earlier and been able to hook that leg, this match would be over!"

FJ: "Yeah, I think Terry was literally knocked out for those ten or so seconds it took for Nathan to finally get himself on top of him for the pin."

(NHL finally looks upset. He slams a fist on the mat and pulls Terry up to his feet. Nathan delivers a Snap Suplex and then walks to the turnbuckles. Putting his back to the corner, Nathan pulls himself up to the second turnbuckle and measures Terry James before he hits a Knee Drop to the throat. Terry spazzes out on the mat, clutching his throat. He rolls over onto his stomach and coughs violently. Nathan gets to his feet and takes Terry James with him. He takes him to the turnbuckle corner and slams his head into the top turnbuckle not once, not twice, but three times before he picks him up and sits him on the top rope with his back facing the ring. Nathan climbs up to the second turnbuckle and looks to be attempting a Back Suplex, but Terry begins to elbow out of it. After four good strikes to the face, Nathan falls off of the turnbuckle and stumbles backwards. Realizing that he has no time to waste, Terry James delivers a Corkscrew Moonsault that takes both men to the mat and earns a huge pop from the crowd! Terry is up after a matter of seconds and NHL is getting to his feet too. Terry runs off of the ropes and bounces off, nailing a flying forearm smash as soon as NHL gets to his feet. NHL hits the mat again and Terry waits for him to get up. When NHL reaches his feet, Terry takes him down with a double-leg takedown and hits him with a flurry of elbows while NHL is on the ground. It takes a few seconds for NHL to force Terry off of him, but by the time NHL gets to his knees himself, he's hit with a Shining Wizard!)

HS: "And look at Terry James, now being the one to keep the pressure on Nathan!"

(1... 2... Nathan is able to get a shoulder off of the mat, but just barely. Terry James sighs and leans on the ropes for support. He takes some time to breathe, but the moment NHL gets to his knees, Terry goes for a second Shining Wizard, seeing that the first one was rather effective, but NHL grabs Terry's leg and locks him in the Penalty! The crowd roars and NHL locks the hold in. Terry James is shocked, but that surprise is soon replaced by anguish. Terry crawls to the ropes, but he isn't able to get there with all of NHL's weight now on top of him... James doesn't have the strength. Terry does what he can and he begins to use his elbows to hit NHL anywhere he can. It doesn't do too much good, so Terry begins to roll... Each time his body turns over, the hold hurts Terry James more and more, however after about fifteen seconds, Terry is able to roll right to the ropes and dump himself out of the ring.)

FJ: "What the hell was that?"

HS: "It was a rather unorthodox counter and it may have hurt Terry, but he got out of that modified STF by Nathan Hawthorne-Lee!"

(Nathan runs across the ring to the opposite side of the ropes. Terry James gets up and is hit with a Suicide Dive through the top and middle ropes! Both men hit the ground right in front of the entrance ramp. NHL didn't get all of it, but it appears that he got enough to ground "The Storm" Terry James. NHL shakily gets up. He hits a stirring Terry James with a punt to the back for good measure before lifting him up as well. NHL attempts to Irish Whip Terry into the ring apron, but Terry reverses it and sends NHL towards it. NHL stops seconds before he hits the edge of the ring and turns around. Terry James runs towards NHL and leaps at him for a Thesz Press, but NHL tosses Terry over his shoulders back-body-drop style. Terry springboards off of the ropes, but comes right back down in front of NHL, leveling him with a Thesz Press this time and pounding him with punches on the outside to the delight of the crowd!)

HS: "EXCELLENT ring awareness by Terry James! Without skipping a beat, he is right back on NHL!"

FJ: "That's it, beat the living hell out of each other! Haha!"

(Terry James crawls into the ring. NHL, who is now busted open at the lip crawls in as well. He slowly reaches a vertical base, but Terry James is ready for him and hits him with an elbow to the head. Terry hits a DDT out of nowhere and pins NHL, however NHL's leg is under the bottom rope and the referee doesn't count. Terry pulls NHL by his arms towards the center of the ring when out of nowhere, NHL hits a Small Package! Terry tries to fight out of it, but the referee is counting. 1... 2... And Terry James just BARELY pops out of it! The crowd lets out a collective sigh and NHL gets to his feet quickly. He runs at Terry James, who has gotten to one foot, but Terry James nails the THUNDER STRIKE out of nowhere! NHL twists and falls onto his back, running full-force into the kick. Terry sinks down to his knees and hooks the leg, the crowd counting along with the referee.)

ONE!
TWO!
THHRRRRRRRREE—NO!

FJ: "WHAT?!"

HS: "NHL just kicked out of the Thunder Strike!"

(Terry James even looks shocked. He questions the referee's count and the referee holds up two fingers. Terry rubs a hand through his hair and shakes his head, not sure what to think about this. He lifts Nathan up. Nathan isn't much more than dead weight at this point, so Terry allows him to fall back down. He then picks up Nathan's legs and looks to be attempting to lock in the Thunderbolt, but NHL has the wherewithal to block the hold and force Terry James away with his feet. Terry James comes off of the ropes and goes right into a drop toe-hold by NHL who goes right back to the Penalty! The crowd cheers, but this time NHL isn't able to get it entirely locked in. Terry James blocks Nathan's arm from getting around his neck and hits a series of elbows right to the busted lip of NHL. NHL rolls off and Terry James is quick to get up and hit a Dropkick to the side of the head. Nathan falls onto his back and Terry covers him for a pin. 1... 2... No, a kickout!)

HS: "What a match we have here. These men are putting everything on the line here tonight just for a shot."

FJ: "Yeah, but they won't be getting many more shots after this match. They'll be injured."

(NHL fights his way to his feet as Terry James comes near him. Each shot to the ribs is incredibly stressful and Terry James repeatedly staggers back until finally he runs forward to get a knee to the ribs of NHL. Terry whips him across the ring, but NHL reverses it. When NHL comes back he counters whatever Terry was thinking with a knee strike to the face. Terry hits the mat and NHL signals for the end to the crowd.)

HS: "The end is near!"

(The audience in attendance in the Wembley Stadium is on their feet. Terry James gets to his feet and NHL kicks him in the midsection. He positions him for the SlapShot, but suddenly Terry sinks down and we see an Inside Cradle.)

ONE!
TWO!
THREE!

(The bell rings as NHL kicks out right at three, but "Thunderstruck" hits and the crowd roars. Terry James rolls out of the ring and the referee follows him, raising his hand in victory. Terry James stumbles up the ramp and away from the ring while NHL sits on his knees on the inside, looking a bit disappointed.)

HS: "What a match. And... Listen to this."

(The crowd is applauding and an "NHL" chant replaces Terry James' music. The hometown boy, NHL, smiles just a bit. He rolls out of the ring and Sarah Hawthorne leeches to his arm. NHL looks out among the audience and "No Remorse" hits the PA system. The crowd cheers for both competitors as NHL, after a slight delay to mouth "thank you" to the crowd walks up the ramp with Sarah Hawthorne.)

HS: "So, ladies and gentlemen, this concludes the first round of King Of The Kage. Due to the elimination of both A.C. Smith and Tyler Harrison, Terry James receives a bye in the semi-finals, giving him a huge advantage over either Brian Stevens or Jeff Christianson. Anyway, let's take you back to King Of The Kage 2004 from Washington, DC, during a time where the AWA was split into two rosters, Shock and Xplosion. This led to TWO tournaments held that night and we bring you the two finals - Jeff Christianson versus Michael Stevens for the Xplosion side and Brian Williams versus Haunt for the Shock side."

(Both men finally up to their feet, DW takes advantage of Stevens' moment of exhaustion and sends him into the cage and THROUGH the cage, finally coming to land painfully against the steel guard railing. DW steps gingerly through the ripped open cage, and then goes to charge Stevens but it doesn't pay off this time as Stevens catches, lifts him up and drops him throat first across the guardrail. Stevens is breathing heavily, and heads over to the cage, scaling the thing in an attempt to get away from DW who's still stunned from his up close and personal encounter with the railing. Stevens makes it to the top, before collapsing in an attempt to catch his breath. Meanwhile on the floor, DW has recovered and is now looking for Stevens, he sees him on top of the cage and begins scaling it himself. Stevens however gets to his feet, and waits for DW, just as Christianson's head pops up, Stevens nails him in the face with a soccer style kick. Blood flies from DW's mouth, and one of his hands slip, leaving him hanging from the cage by only one hand. He attempts to grab the cage again but Stevens kicks his hand away, laughing evilly. DW hangs precariously for a moment, before Stevens drives his foot down on DW's hanging causing him to scream in pain. Stevens grinds down on the hand, clearly trying to break it.)

FJ: "I think we may see Dark Warrior fall here."

LP: "That's a long ways down."

(DW manages to swing himself upwards grabbing his other hand upon the cage. Stevens becomes frustrated and pulls him all the way up now. As DW grabs his hand in pain. Stevens hooks in a gargoyle suplex, and launches him over head with such. DW rolls along the caged top. As Stevens runs towards him trying to finish it quickly. DW is up by the time Stevens gets to him, the crimson mass that has adorned both of their faces is accented with the backdrop that DW lands, causing Stevens to go plummeting through the caged surface to the canvas below. The crowd breaks into a holy shit chant.)

LP: "Look at the carnage Frank, look at the carnage!!!!"

FJ: "Look at Dark Warrior, what the hell is he thinking?!?!?!!?!?"

LP & FJ: "NO!!!!"

(Dark Warrior goes to the gaping hole in the cage, he looks around and then leaps delivering High Death from the top of the cell. Stevens goes completely limp from the impact, and DW bounces off of him, but his arm remains on top of him. The referee counts. 1.........2.............3!!!!"

LP: "Dark Warrior has done it. He will meet John Williams at Classic."

FJ: "Just like I said Dark Warrior Jeff Christianson is your King of the Kage."

(Cut to Brian Williams versus Haunt.)

(Haunt takes a quick look up and the ref but turns quickly back to Williams and begins to pull him to his feet. But as Williams is coming up he drills Haunt below the belt causing Haunt to fall to the ground clutching his groin. Williams still slightly fazed from the bell ringer off of the turnbuckle stumbles slightly reaching his feet. Once he is back up he regains his composure and heads over to Haunt who is climbing to his feet. Williams quickly locks Haunt into a front face lock and then drops driving him into the mat with a punishing DDT.)

HS: "Well Brian Williams pulled one out of the bag there and is back in control. MK: Yes he is Herb, but hey, things could change again, oh wait, no they can't Williams should be done toying with him now."

(Williams rolls Haunt over and covers, but he is still a little groggy so he does not hook a leg, the ref gets into position and counts 1.....2..... Kick Out by Haunt. Williams rolls off and pulls himself up and then grabs Haunt and pulls him up as well. Williams backs Haunt into the corner and then drives a back elbow into his chest. He follows it up with another and then another. Williams then takes three steps back and comes forward with a kick to the face of Haunt, but at the last Minute almost out of instinct Haunt drops to the mat and Williams gets his foot hung up on the top rope just long enough for Haunt to catch him with a hard low blow of his own. He then grabs Williams before he falls and begins to drive his face into the cage. Williams bounces off the cold steel four times before Haunt lets him go and Williams falls)

HS: "And another turn in this match, how much more do these two men have? MK: Well for the first time I am beginning to doubt slightly that Williams has what it takes to pull this out."

HS: "Funny."

MK: "No jokes this time."

(Haunt looks at the fallen Williams for a moment almost as if he is looking for the answer. He then heads over and pulls Williams to his feet. He pulls him over to the corner and sets him up on the top rope. Haunt then climbs up after him, he hooks him into a front face lock and pulls him up so that both men are standing on the top turnbuckle.)

HS: "What is Haunt planning here?"

MK: "I don't know Summers, but it has the looks of being nasty and match ending."

HS: "You might be right....LOOK OUT!!!!!!!"

(Haunt musters all his strength and lifts the massive Williams into the air but instead of allowing him to travel all the way over he gets him straight vertical and then drops with a ring rocking Super Brain Buster.)

HS: "MY GOD.....MY GOD..... MARK DID YO SEE THAT?"

MK: "Williams may be dead. There is no way he is getting up from that."

(Haunt almost knocking himself out in the process throws and arm over the unconscious Williams and the ref gets into position, and as he counts the crowd counts along with him 1..... 2..... 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

HS: "He did it, Haunt has pinned Brian Williams, Haunt is the King of the Kage, Haunt will go on to Classic in August and face the World Champion, and my god look at the carnage."

HS: "Haunt would not only win the World title BEFORE Classic 2004, he would also reveal himself to be Nightmist."

Work it
Make it
Do it
Makes us

(We see a clip of Evan Heir nodding his head to the beat of his theme music on the turnbuckles, playing to the crowd.)

Harder
Better
Faster
Stronger

(Evan Heir runs down the ramp and slaps the hands of his fans. We then see clips of Evan Heir hitting a diving Hurricanrana on Low, a Million Dollar Shot on Jason Storm, a Corkscrewer on Logan Alexander, and a Coast to Coast on NHL.)

More than
Hour
Our
Never

(Evan Heir hits a Twist of Fate on Jason Storm, we then see him hit one on Mark Cross, and we see an Super Kick landed on Orlando Ortega before a shot of one hitting Low.)

Ever
After
Work is
Over

(Clips of Evan Heir sawing the Cruiserweight title in half, followed by clips of him angering the likes of Brian Stevens, Nathaniel Henry-Lee, Sienna, and Jason Storm are shown, each time Evan with a child-like smile on his face.)

Work it harder, make it better
Do it faster, makes us stronger

(Evan Heir is seen lifting weights, drinking protein shakes, and running along a track field.)

More than ever hour after
Our work is never over

(Evan Heir is seen doing pushups, seen pulling himself up on a steel bar, then we see him taking his vitamins and another clip of him kneeling by his bed saying his prayers...)

Work it harder, make it better
Do it faster, makes us stronger
More than ever, Hour after
Our work is never over

(Evan Heir is seen being wheeled out of the arena at No More Drama before throwing up a weak "V" signal. The screen fades to black, but words in light purple glowing letters flash across the screen.)

EVAN HARRISON... COMING SOON.

FJ: "Yay. I can't wait."

HS: "I am truly excited about this, Frank! Talking about exciting, in 2005, King Of The Kage came to us from Chicago, Illinois and was the only time the AWA World title was on the line in the tournament after President Gray had vacated it on Fatal Friday. With men such as Nathaniel Henry Lee, Low, The Hangman and C-Rock in the tournament, the finals between Whisper and Schizm came as a surprise."

(Schizm jumps onto the top next to Whisper and goes for the Pinnacle of Folly, but Whisper holds on and Schizm crashes back first onto the mat. Whisper climbs over the top rope and then down onto the mat. He picks up the chair and slides back into the ring. As Schizm gets to his feet, Whisper swings at him and nails him across the head. Whisper covers Schizm and gets the 1..... 2..... and a kickout! Whisper doesn't waste any time, however, and pulls Schizm up. He puts Schizm's head between his legs, hooks his arms and hits the Eavesdrop! He covers and gets 1..... 2..... and another kickout! Whisper picks up the chair again and now starts smashing away at Schizm's legs. Schizm starts laughing as he holds his legs. Whisper then throws the chair to the outside, picks up Schizm's leg, spins around and applies his other finisher."

FJ: "Jawohl, ihr Ungläubigen, es gibt kein Entweichen! Zuerst der Stuhl, jetzt kein Entweichen!"

HS: "What did you just say?"

FJ: "Kein Entweichen!"

(The rest of The Carnival looks on as Whisper pulls back on Schizm's legs. Schizm is still laughing, but this only encourages Whisper to apply even more pressure. Schizm tries to grab the ropes, but he is too far away from them. Finally, Schizm has no choice but to tap out! We have a new World Heavyweight Champion!)

FJ: "It's over!"

HS: "We have a brand new AWA World Heavyweight Champion! Whisper has made it all the way through the tournament and he is now the World Champion!"

(Whisper releases the hold as "One Last Scene" begins to play. The cell is being lifted up as Justin, Lasiewicz and Cynder are sliding into the cage, looking after both of their stablemates. President Gray is entering the ring as well, the World title belt in his hand. As Whisper finally makes it to his feet, Gray reaches out and the two men shake hands. Gray then hands the belt over to Whisper, who just looks at it.)

(The scene opens up with Sienna helping Storm in the back. Storm looks like he doesn't want to talk, but Sienna has plenty that she wants to say.)

SIENNA: "That match was horrible, Jason, you got your ass HANDED to you. Han-ded."

FJ: "She's blonde, Storm, think about your actions!"

(Storm just glares ahead of him, not caring about anything.)

STORM: "That kind of loss...what the hell have I been DOING these past few months?"

SIENNA: "It's like the heaven's opened up and the gods took a piss on your talent."

(Storm's anger is swiftly disapearing...and Sienna doesn't like what she sees one bit.)

SIENNA: "What are... No no no, stop frowning. No, stop. We are NOT having this again."

(Sienna hops to her feet and delivers a slap to Jason's jaw.)

FJ: "...uh oh...."

HS: "....she obviously has a short memory."

SIENNA: "Get pissed. Get FURIOUS. Hit me, tickle me with a feather. But don't you dare get depressed like a whiny little bitch because remember what happened LAST time you went through this? Hmmm? A certain young man named Evan--!"

STORM: "DON'T YOU SAY HIS FUCKING NAME!!!!"

(Storm actually pushes her against the wall, but there's almost no force behind it.)

STORM: "My hate for that little bastard has been the driving for my career for the past year! I have no motivation! It's gone, do you hear me?! All GONE!!! I'm no better than a Goddamned Terry James! I lost what made me...ME!!!!"

SIENNA: "Whose fault is THAT? You spent your entire career trying to take him OUT! And guess what? You did. And now you have the opportunity to be great and you're kicking it away."

(Sienna looks to her right and her face falls a bit when she sees something that no one viewing the scene behind the camera can see.)

SIENNA: "And what's that?"

(Jason also looks around and sees what Sienna sees.)

STORM: "...the hell?"

FJ: "Whatisitwhatisit?!"

(The camera turns around and we see a coat rack. Hanging from it are shirts belonging to Storm and Sienna... And a robe. A white robe with the sleeves decorated with dim dollar-signs and the back of the robe with the initials "EH" decorated on it.)

HS: "Do I hear a shower running?"

SIENNA: "...What's th... Oh HELL no."

STORM: "....just what the doctor f**king ordered."

(Storm barrels over to the bathroom, and kicks down the door....)

SIENNA: "Wait, stop--!"

(A red bucket filled with green paint falls on Storm's head.)

CROWD: "EVAN! EVAN! EVAN!"

(Storm doesn't move....doesn't speak...doesn't do anything except slump against the door.)

FJ: "Aw... No..."

(We see that a cardboard cut-out of Storm is smiling in the shower.)

STORM: "Sienna...what the hell have I been doing until now?"

(Jason just rests his head against the door frame with his eyes closed, looking far more defeated than what he had just encountered.)

SIENNA: "Jason..."

(The door falls off its hinges and hits Storm in the back. Storm hits the ground and just lies there while the crowd roars with cheers and laughter.)

FJ: "This is bad. This is so bad."

HS: "...Hahahaha!"

(Storm gets up now, pushing the door off of him, walking over to the coat rack and takes down the robe; he looks at it and just glares.)

STORM: "No matter how bad I have it hear you shit-head, you're gone, and I'm not!"

(Without even a thought in the world, Storm just tosses it into the trash, before turning to Sienna.)

STORM: "Let's get out of here."

SIENNA: "Are you angry now?"

STORM: "Furious enough to screw Evan's sister."

SIENNA: "Thank God."

(Sienna jumps into Jason's arms bridal-style, despite the green paint that covers most of his body.)

(Storm immediately turns around and walks into the shower, giving a glare to the camera that said in not uncertain terms, 'get out'.)

FJ: "Awwwww!!!!"

HS: "While those two....*ahem*....moving on..."

HS: "And now it's time for the Bracket A semi-finals in the King of the Kage tournament!"

FJ: "And what a match we're getting here, Herb: Brian Stevens versus Jeff Christianson! A lot of people have speculated that this is the stronger bracket in the tournament and that the winner of this match will be crowned King of the Kage. "

HS: "That's true, but it's still all speculation at this point. The tournament can shift within an instant, Frank, and I wouldn't place bets on anyone until the very last second of the very last match."

(The lights go out. After about five seconds we see a big DW appear on the Ameri-tron. The fans also begin to boo on the sight of the big DW. Then, the masterful lyrics of "Kingdom Come" blares over the PA.)

HS: "And here comes the veteran of this year's King of the Kage field, Jeff Christianson!"

FJ: "He's been saying all week that he's the man to beat in this field. He's been putting himself as the winner of this tournament right from the get-go. I, for one, see him having a very good chance of backing those words up."

(We see pyro going off from around the arena. Finally red pyro shoots up from the stage, and the lights are back on. We see Jeff Christianson standing there looking directly at the ring, with the crowd still boo'ing him. We notice that he not only has a black towel on his head but, Standing alongside him is Paige Christianson. She looks around the arena, and they head down towards the ring.)

HS: "Christianson has already won this tournament once before. He was the 2004 King of the Kage. Can he do it again? A lot of people say no, he can't. A lot of people say Stevens is too much for him."

FJ: "And a lot of people could very well be proved wrong here tonight, Summers. Brian Stevens is great, Herb; don't get me wrong. BUT, he isn't the invincible entity everyone makes him out to believe. I have faith that Christianson can keep Stevens grounded in this match and come out the victor."

(Paige walks up the stairs first, with Jeff following. They walk to the side part of the edge of the ring. Jeff Christianson now spins around and grabs the ropes in a pose for pictures. The crowd takes the pictures while Paige sits on the middle of the rope, holding it for Jeff. Jeff now steps into the ring. He has a cocky smile on his face as Paige enters the ring.)

HS: "So, we have the winner of one of the two first round matches in this bracket in the ring now. Jeff Christianson looks ready to go here."

(The lights in the arena slowly - one by one - die out until there is nothing; just darkness. A buzz falls over the rabid audience that cuts through the unnerving stillness like a knife. Finally - suddenly - the pulsating intro of "Into the Blinding Light" by Thursday hits and the fans go crazy. With every pulse of the song's intro, a series of bright blinding white lights flash in time. Violently, the songs pulsating intro kicks into the hammering of guitars as wind and smoke chaotically collect, swirl and clash on the entrance stage.)

HS: "And here comes the man many are saying is the man to beat in this tournament: Brian Stevens!"

FJ: "He took out Storm pretty handily in the first round. Then again, Storm didn't look as good as he has been earlier tonight."

(From the "O" tunnel, we see a figure emerge from the mayhem. It's "The Sensational" Brian Stevens - the most dominant AWA World Champion in the history of the AWA. With the hood on his ring jacket up,, the Punk Rock Phenom finds his way center stage amidst the smoke and wind. The fans go nuts for Stevens; chanting his name in deafening unison. The unzipped ring jacket flaps wildly in the wind as Stevens stands and soaks in the atmosphere between the boisterous, vocal fans and the on-stage calamity.)

HS: "Jeff Christianson is no push-over, but Stevens is a man on a mission tonight. It'll be interesting to see if Christianson can handle the very quick and hard pace of Stevens."

FJ: "He'll handle it, Herb. Christianson's seen everything there is to see in wrestling. He's a master technician in the ring. He has the ability to control a match and I wouldn't be surprised to see him keep Stevens from really exploding."

(Finally, Stevens throws back the hood on his ring jacket and steps forth from the smoke and wind on the entrance stage. Brian Stevens walks steady and determined towards the ring in a strong, powerful stride. Stevens ignores the fans. He simply reaches the bottom of the ramp and slides into the ring. The flashing lights - almost strobe-like - surround and overtake the ring as Stevens rises up from the mat and to a knee. The Strong Style Legend remains on his knee with his left arm rested low upon his left thigh as he keeps his head lowered, almost in some sort of prayer or ritual.)

(Finally, Stevens pops up off his knee and gets up to his feet as - simultaneously - the lights in the arena return to normal. Brian hits all four sides of the ring, screaming and playing to the fans as - each time - he balances on the center of the middle rope. Brian Stevens finally ends his pandering and finds his corner, removing his ring jacket and patiently waiting for the bell.)

HS: "So, once again, we have both men ready to go in the ring. This match will begin very shortly."

FJ: "This could be the match that determines the winner of the whole tournament, Herb. You can feel the electricity in the arena right now!"

(Indeed, the fans have already started up chants for Stevens, as well as Christianson; the difference being that Christianson's are fairly insulting in most cases. The ref gives the final check to both men and then calls for the match to begin! Much like his first match, Stevens shoots out at the bell and looks for a mafia kick on Christianson. Christianson ducks it, however, catching the leg of Stevens and using it to snap Stevens up and over in a Fisherman's suplex! Stevens is quick to roll away from Christianson and back to his feet, though, before Christianson can capitalize on the suplex. Christianson presses forward nonetheless; throwing some jabs that send Stevens into a back pedal to avoid them. Stevens ends up in a corner and Christianson looks for a lariat, but Stevens rolls out of the corner and catches Christianson on the turn-around with a big kick to his chest. Christianson holds his chest in pain before Stevens grabs one of Christianson's arms and looks for the Irish whip across the ring. Christianson reverses it, however, throwing Stevens into the opposite corner and following him in with a successful high knee. Stevens stumbles out and Christianson catches him with a diving reverse DDT! Paige cheers from ringside, but the fans boo like crazy.)

HS: "Well, it looks like you were right, Frank. Christianson has been successfully keeping Stevens grounded so far in this match."

FJ: "I told you, Herb. The man is a veteran of the AWA and he knows how to deal with his opponents."

(This time Stevens is slower getting to his feet than Christianson is and Christianson uses this to his advantage as he takes Stevens back down to the canvas in a snap suplex. Stevens gets up quickly, but Christianson is quicker once again and he catches Stevens in another snap suplex. Stevens learns from his first two mistakes and chooses to roll from Christianson before getting up, providing him enough time to square Christianson off in a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Christianson looks for the hammer lock, but Stevens won't have any of it as he spins back to face Christianson and shoves him away. The brief separation gives Stevens enough time for a drop kick to be launched and Christianson goes down to the mat. Stevens catches Christianson with another drop kick as soon as he gets up; then another; then another. Eventually, Christianson chooses to roll out of the ring to regain his composure, which garners many loud boos from the crowd. Stevens isn't so verbal with his response, however, as he rushes into the opposite ropes and comes back with his signature tope con hilo through the ropes and onto Christianson on the outside! Both men are down and the fans go nuts for the justice served.)

HS: "Christianson went out for a breather and Stevens said hell no!"

FJ: "Stevens is never one to allow any sort of break in the action."

(We see Paige back off and into a corner as Stevens begins to get up from his suicide dive. Stevens picks up Christianson soon afterwards and tosses him back into the ring under the bottom ropes. Stevens follows Christianson in and then brings him to his feet, throwing him into a corner. Stevens then positions himself in the opposite corner and lines Christianson up before leaping and cart wheeling himself forward into his tidal wave manoeuvre, landing a STIFF kick to Christianson's head! Christianson looks to be out on his feet as Stevens gets himself out of the corner and Stevens isn't one to waste the moment as he doubles Stevens over with a kick to the gut, then drives the Dark Warrior's head into the canvas with a DDT! Stevens makes a cover, but Christianson isn't done just yet it seems as he kicks out at two. Stevens takes it all in stride as he gets back up to his feet, dragging Christianson up with him, and looks for a complete shot. Christianson manages to grab the ropes with one of his hands, however, halting the move. The Dark Warrior then shoves Stevens off of him and catches him with a knife edge chop. He then throws another and another and continues to smack Stevens's bare chest without any signs of stopping! Soon, Stevens's chest is bright red. However, Stevens eventually has enough of it and blocks a chop, delivering a stiff chop of his own that stumbles Christianson back a few paces. Stevens then comes forward with a HUGE lariat that nearly beheads Christianson!)

HS: "Ooooh! That's gotta hurt!"

FJ: "Christianson practically turned inside out there!"

(Stevens begins to stalk a very dazed Christianson, who is struggling to gain his equilibrium and get back to his feet. As soon as he does, Stevens pounces with a blast to his past: the Ace Crusher! Jeff Christianson somehow shoves him away in midair, though, causing Stevens to land on his ass for his efforts. Christianson then shakes out the cobwebs for good and comes forward at the quickly rising Stevens with a big time super kick! Stevens goes down faster than he came up and Paige looks ecstatic on the outside. Christianson quickly takes advantage of the stunned Stevens and grabs the Sensational One's legs, tangling them within his own for a figure four! Stevens suddenly jolts out of his stunned state, the pain in his legs already becoming evident on his face.)

FJ: "And this is where Christianson is at his best: with his opponent wrapped tightly in knots!"

HS: "Stevens knows this isn't where he wants to be; and not just in regards to this match. He needs to keep himself in the best shape possible going into the finals, should he win this match. Being in submissions the whole time won't help that at all."

(The ref asks Stevens if he wants to give up, but Stevens gives a resounding "NO!" in more words than that. Recognizing that this is obviously not the place he wants to be in, Stevens immediately begins to work on getting himself to the ropes, dragging Christianson along with him. Christianson doesn't seem to fight it too much, choosing to put all of his energy into applying pressure on the hold rather than allowing it to be maintained for a long time. Stevens reaches the ropes soon enough, but Christianson keeps the hold locked in until the ref reaches the fourth count to disqualification. Christianson then gets back up to his feet and doesn't allow for Stevens to do the same by his own volition, picking Stevens up to his feet himself and kicking away at his legs. Stevens quickly shoves Christianson away, but when he comes at him with an enuguiri, Christianson catches the leg and drops down to the mat and looking for the ankle lock! However, Stevens is able to kick his leg out of the attempt and come back at Stevens with a violent kick to the face! The crowd cheers as they see blood spew from Christianson's nose on contact, signs of a freshly broken nose courtesy of Stevens's foot.)

HS: "My God, what a powerful kick Stevens just delivered to the face of Jeff Christianson! His nose instantly began to bleed on impact, which can't be a good thing if you're a Jeff Christianson fan."

FJ: "Having your nose broken is probably one of the more common injuries in wrestling, Herb. Christianson know how to deal with it and he'll tough it out."

(Unfortunately for Christianson, the broken nose is the least of his worries at this point as Stevens continues his onslaught, landing a north star press on the downed Christianson and hooking the legs for a pin directly after. Christianson kicks out in a near fall, however, still not ready to throw in the towel. Stevens pushes to change Christianson's mind as he brings the Dark Warrior to his feet and takes him up and over in a perfectplex. Christianson kicks out of the ending pin, once again just before the three. Stevens is determined, however, and he brings Christianson to his feet again. This time, however, Christianson catches him with a poke to the eye that was too quick and covered to be seen by the referee. Stevens stumbles back, but when Christianson comes forward to capitalize on the poke, Stevens catches him out of nowhere with a HUGE palm strike to the chin that rocks Christianson and causing him to be off-balance and stumbling on his feet, away from Stevens. Stevens quickly runs up behind Christianson and leaps forward, downing the Dark Warrior with an Ace Crusher!)

HS: "Stevens caught Christianson in the ace crusher! This match could be over!"

(Stevens covers Christianson and the ref goes down to the mat to give the count: One! Two! Thre-NO!!! Jeff kicks out just before the ref's hand hits the mat and Stevens looks, quite frankly, surprised.)

FJ: "Jeff Christianson just kicked out of the Ace Crusher!"

(Stevens seems shocked for a moment, but he quickly regains his composure and, like a lion would do to its prey: Stevens begins to stalk Christianson. Christianson slowly, but surely, regains his footing and pushes himself off the canvas, only to be on the receiving end of a viscous head kick that spins him on the spot and makes his knees wobble! Stevens then locks him up for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Christianson amazing manages to block it with his leg. Stevens spins to try and catch Christianson off-guard with an elbow, but Christianson ducks and gets Stevens in a waist lock from behind. He then lifts Stevens up and over into a German suplex! Jeff gets to his feet, as does Stevens, a head full of steam as he comes forward at Christianson once more. However, Jeff drops to the canvas and catches Stevens in a drop toe hold, transitioning into an ankle lock and grapevining it in the middle of the ring!)

HS: "Ankle lock! Ankle lock!"

FJ: "He's got it locked down in the middle of the ring!"

(Stevens clutches at his hair as he fights back the urge to scream in pain as Jeff cranks his ankle into an angle it shouldn't be cranked in. However, Stevens manages to suppress the pain quickly and begin to crawl and turn his way towards the ropes. With his legs tied up in the grapevine and both of his hands being used to apply the greatest amount of pressure on the lock, Christianson can't do much to stop Stevens from inching his way forward to the ropes. However, with Paige urging him on, he suddenly rolls to the middle of the ring, taking Stevens with him and maintaining the hold! Stevens is back to square one and not looking to be in good shape, but his fans are cheering and willing him to continue. The ref asks Stevens if he wants to give, but Stevens just shakes his head, bites his lip and starts crawling forward once more. This time, he's making a better pace and Christianson can't roll away as Stevens finally reaches the bottom rope, breaking the hold! Christianson keeps it locked in as the ref once again gives a five count, again only letting go of the hold at the very last possible second before disqualification. He then gets up, a cocky smirk on his face, and admires his handiwork. Stevens isn't so quick to get up as he uses the ropes to help him reach his feet. This time the ref makes sure Christianson stays away, but it seems Christianson wanted to do this anyways as he continuously shifts and sizes up Stevens for something.)

HS: "Stevens is hurt here and Christianson is just stalking him, waiting for Stevens to reach his feet and turn in his direction."

FJ: "What's Christianson got planned here?"

(We soon find out as Stevens finally reaches his feet and turns to face his opponent. Christianson is ready for it as he comes forward with a kick to the gut and instantly looks for the Regulator – a pedigree manoeuvre performed by his old tag team partner, C-Rock! However, Stevens doesn't let Christianson lift him off the ground as he amazingly powers Christianson up and onto his shoulders! Christianson doesn't have a chance to do anything as Stevens suddenly steps into the middle of the ring and drives Christianson down in a North Star Driver!)

HS: "Wow! Stevens avoids the Regulator and turns it into his patented North Star Driver!"

FJ: "And he managed to hit it in the middle of the ring! This could be it for Christianson!"

(The referee once again gets down into position as Stevens hooks Christianson's legs for the pin! The ref gives the count: One! Two! Three!!! There's no doubt about it this time as the ref calls for the bell and "Into the Blinding Light" by Thursday begins to blare over the PA system. Stevens rolls off of Christianson, who just rolls to his side as Paige comes to his aide. Stevens gets to his feet, limping a bit, and allows the referee to raise his hand in victory.)

HS: "What a match! Christianson gave Stevens a run for his money, but Stevens proved to be too much, even for the veteran!"

FJ: "Wow, what a performance by both men! I can't believe Christianson kicked out of the Ace Crusher! I can't believe Stevens pulled himself to the ropes not once, but TWICE when Christianson was threatening to snap his ankle in two!"

HS: "Yes, both men gave it their all and didn't have any quit in them, but only one could continue on in this tournament and Stevens is going to be that man! Stevens is going to the finals! So our tournament final is Brian Stevens versus Terry James! Brian Stevens made it to the finals once more, in 2006 in Las Vegas, Nevada, facing the former King of the Kage, The Legendary Low."

(As Low crawls towards Stevens, Stevens picks up the Russian chain from the assortment of weapons. He wraps it around his right fist and goes to nail Low with it, but Low suddenly lunges forward and nails Stevens with a low blow. Adrenaline seems to be setting in as Low jumps up, grabs Stevens by the head and hits the Low Stunner.)

HS: "Low Stunner! This could be it!"

(Low immediately covers Stevens and gets 1..... 2..... NO! Close kick out! Low now wipes the blood out of his eyes and looks at his blood-smeared hands, then starts pulling out of the thumbtacks of his left arm. Low waits for Stevens to get up, and as he does, Low grabs his arm and goes for the chicken wing crossface to set up the Low Standard, but before Low can fully reach around, Stevens grabs him by the neck and pulls him over with a snapmare. Both are on their feet again and Stevens applies a front headlock, then drops backwards and forces Low down to the mat.)

FJ: "The guillotine choke!"

HS: "Stevens with a dangerous choke that Low won't be able to withstand for long this late into the night."

(Stevens screams as he applies the hold, moving his upper body back and forth to add leverage. But suddenly his scream turns from determined to blood-curling and frightening.)

FJ: "What happened?"

HS: "I don't kn-... Jesus Christ, look at this! He's got a knife sticking in his thigh!"

(Stevens lets out an awful scream and immediately releases the guillotine choke. He holds his right thigh and we can now see that there is indeed a jackknife sticking in his thigh. The reversed angle instant replay then shows us that while in the guillotine choke, Low used his last ounce of strength to reach into his boot and pull out this jackknife, pulls out the blade and sticks it into Stevens' thigh.)

HS: "This is downright brutal. This is criminal. Somebody needs to step in NOW!"

(The referee tries to pull the knife out of Stevens' thigh, but Stevens pushes him away. Stevens pulls himself up with the help of the ropes and then starts limping. As he turns around, Low nails him right over the head with the steel chair, but before Stevens can fall to the mat, Low holds on to him. He walks him over to the thumbtacks, hooks his head, lifts him up and hits an implant DDT right onto the thumbtacks!)

HS: "Oh my god! Stevens just went head first into the thumbtacks! There are tacks sticking in his face and a jackknife sticking in his thigh! Low is covered in even more thumbtacks now as well!"

FJ: "Low pulls him out of the thumbtacks! He covers!"

HS: "One! Two! Three! We have our 2006 King Of The Kage! For the first time in AWA history, a King reclaims his throne!"

(Low doesn't even get off of Stevens. Both men are covered in blood, thumbtacks sticking into various of their bodyparts, the jackknife still in Stevens' thigh. EMTs are running down the ramp as the crowd gives both men a standing ovation. The referee opens the door and the EMTs immediately tend to Stevens, and especially to the jackknife, as Low has found enough strength to sit down in the ring corner. Tabitha Rankin and Sarah Hawthorne are running down the ramp, followed closely by Richard O. Dickinson III and Debbie Stone, and each pair immediately tends to its respective associate.)

HS: "Wow, that was something. Ladies and gentlemen, you will get to see the end of the 2007 King Of The Kage tournament as well, but it will be part of the video package detailing the history between the AWA World Champion Logan Alexander and The Legendary Low."

Crossing Paths

LOW: "Frank, thank you for the Fifty dollars. Summers, kiss my ass. Cage operater, LOWER THE CAGE!!!"

(As an exhausted Logan turns around, Low nails him with the chair right on the head. A loud "Oooooh" goes through the crowd as Logan drops to the mat as if he was struck by lightning. Suddenly, the lights go down, an ominous music begins to play and the Cell gets lowered. We see blood running down Logan's face as he slightly stirs. The Cell now covers the entire ringside area as Low basks in the mixed reaction from the crowd. He then pulls Logan up by his hair and tosses him over the top rope and out of the ring. Low follows Logan, pulls him up and smashes his face into the Cell, time and time again, until Logan's face is a bloody mess. Low now grabs Logan in a bear hug-like position and then repeatedly rams him back first into the door of the Cell, until the door breaks open and out of the Cell. Low puts the door up against the Cell and then starts slamming Logan face first into, again and again. Low then puts Logan's head between his legs, pulls him up and hits a cradle Piledriver onto the door, bending it into triangle shape.)

King of the Kage 06

(Low gets up to his feet and hits the Low Stunner on Logan. Low covers for the pinfall.)

HS: "ONE...TWO- WHAT?"

FJ: "He put his foot on the bottom rope...again? What the hell is the matter with Low?"

HS: "Who knows."

(Low pulls Logan up and whips him into the ropes, but Logan counters it and falls to the mat. Low jumps over Logan and then jumps up into the air for a knee drop, but Logan rolls out of the way and Low eats canvas. Low holds his knees as Logan starts to get to his feet again. He very slowly starts to stomp on Low, holding his neck as he does so. Logan brings Low to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Logan falls prone and Low jumps over him. Logan gets up and tries for a back body drop but Low leaps over Logan and hits a sunset flip!)

HS: "ONE...TWO- NO!"

(Logan reverses the pin!)

FJ: "ONE...TWO- NO!?"

(Low reverses and grabs Logan's legs and uses Logan's body weight as leverage for the pin!)

HS: "ONE...TWO- NO!!"

(Logan claps his knees together and pushes Low to his back and grabs Low's legs and uses them as leverage for the pinfall!)

FJ: "ONE...TWO- WHAT?!"

(Low returns the favor and claps his legs together and then rolls backwards and gets Logan stuck in a small package!)

HS: "ONE...TWO...THREE!"

FJ: "LOW DID IT!?"

HS: "Low advances! Low advances!"

Number One Contender

(The ref signals two and Price looks at him in disbelief. He stands up and argues with the ref for a moment. He turns around and pulls Logan up to his feet, but Logan suddenly cradles Price into another pin! The ref counts. 1... 2... 3!)

HS: "That's it! Logan Alexander has won!"

(Logan releases the cradle and both men lie on the mat for several moments. The ref raises Logan's hand. Both men are slow to rise to their feet. They look at each other for a few moments and then Price extends his hand to Logan and Logan gladly accepts.)

HS: "It looks like a happy ending between these two."

FJ: "Maybe... but you know that this loss is just eating Price up inside."

(Logan turns towards the crowd and raises both his and Price's arm in victory. Meanwhile, the cameras look to see Low on the stage, but he has already left.)

World Title

(Low runs at Logan and goes for a lariat, but Logan ducks. Low turns around and Logan connects with the Stryke Force! This time he can immediately cover Low, but after the count of two, ROD drapes Low's foot over the bottom rope and the referee stops the count. ROD and Logan now get into a shouting match and Logan pulls ROD onto the apron. The referee tries to separate them, but Logan accidentally pushes the referee away. Debbie Stone then slips into the ring, runs at the referee and pushes him out of the ring. As Logan finally lets go of ROD he turns around and Low nails him with a low blow. He holds Logan for Debbie, who has brought a chair into the ring. Debbie goes to nail Logan but Logan ducks and Debbie hits Low instead. We can see that Low is busted wide open. Logan now threatens Debbie, but ROD comes from behind and nails Logan with a low blow of his own. ROD and Debbie put their boots to Logan and a revived Low quickly joins in. )

(As the referee slowly gets on all fours outside of the ring, ROD and Debbie hold Logan each by one arm. Low grabs the chair that has already busted him open and starts badmouthing Logan. Suddenly, the crowd's boos turn into cheers as Jayson Price, a chair in his hand, comes running down the ramp. The referee is now back on his knees and slowly moving towards the ring apron. Misery slides into the ring just as Low is about to hit Logan with the chair. Misery charges at Low and swings the chair at him, but at the last split-second ROD warns Low and Low ducks, causing Misery to nail his own partner Logan Alexander with the chair! The referee pulled himself up using the bottom rope and the apron to see Misery hitting Logan with the chair. He calls for the bell. Low, ROD and Debbie quickly get out of the ring while a apologetic Misery tends to his fallen partner, Logan. The referee talks to the ring announcer.)

RING ANNOUNCER: "Ladies and gentlemen, as a result of a disqualification, your winner: Logan Alexander! However, STILL the AWA World Heavyweight Champion: The Legendary Low!"

Betrayal

(Low connects with a kick to Price's stomach and goes for the Low Stunner, but somehow Price is able to counter it into a full nelson. Not wasting any time, Price runs towards the cage and smashes Low head into it, and again, and again, and fourth and a fifth time, until Low is busted open. He then spins Low around, hooks his arms and hits Life's Final Jest on him. Logan Alexander just begins to stir after taking the same move. Price covers Low and the referee counts 1...2...3!)

HS: "New Champion!"

(The fans erupt in the loudest ovation of the night as "Fever For The Flavor" begins to play. Jayson Price is motioning for the outside referee to open the cage and hand him his newly won AWA No Limits title, when suddenly Debbie Stone is seen among the fans as she climbs over the guardrail. She grabs the referee and sends him head first into the steel cage. Price yells at Debbie, when suddenly a groggy Low nails Price with a low blow. Price sinks to the ground and Low mounts him. He wipes some of the blood from his face and suddenly starts to nail Price with a series of forearms to the head.)

HS: "And again he does to Price what he did to Stevens at Last Man Standing."

FJ: "He's in another bloodrush."

(The crowd boos as Low nails Price with elbow after elbow. As Low hits his 15th elbow, Logan Alexander has finally recovered enough to pull the still-reigning AWA World Champion of the new No Limits Champion. Logan shoves Low and asks him if he's gone insane. He points to his fallen friend and threatens Low, daring him to lay a hand on him. But suddenly, Logan Alexander starts putting the boots to Misery!)

HS: "WHAT THE - !?!?"

FJ: "Logan just turned on Misery!"

HS: "And Low is joining in on the attack!"

Falling Out

LOW: "Now Logan, I heard what you said earlier in the week. And what you said sounded an awful lot like you were criticizing me. You got wrapped up in my game? You insinuated that you lost your reputation, your standing in this company because you aligned with me? Do you even know WHY you got those World title shots, my dear apprentice?"

"My plan wasn't to basically hold your hand throughout the Spring Break Chamber, but I had no choice, because yes, my wish was that you FINALLY walked out of a match THE World Heavyweight Champion. I sensed Springs And Breaks wasn't your day, so I decided to go against my original game plan and give you every unfair advantage I could give you. But it wasn't supposed to be. You tapped out in that guillotine choke and unlike when I did it, this time around it DID end the match. This time around it was NOT tactic. And unlike when we faced each other the last time, unlike Hell On Earth, his time around you actually made me look like a fool in the process."

"Logan, keep in mind that you are still just the apprentice, while I am still the teacher. You should quickly decide what you want to achieve in your career. You should quickly decide whether you want to be on my side or on everybody else's side. I can live with either decision you make, but you better make one fast. Because if you can't get the job done and bring that World title back into my camp, I will simply do it myself."

The Offer

LOW: "It's really too bad that you couldn't get over yourself long enough to take my words to heart, Logan. You could have been the one walking out of the Spring Break Chamber with the World title had you done so. Maybe one day down the line you'll know what it's like."

(Logan snorts in contempt.)

LOGAN: "I was successful before I hitched a ride with you Low. I joined forces with you here for about a month before you decided to step down. You left me on my own. I haven't made all the progress I have because of you Low. The only times that you have been here for me I came out looking like a joke!"

LOW: "The only reason that you aren't where you want to be and where I want you to be is because of you and no one else. But I'm sure that I could still change that for you."

(Logan looks at Low dubiously.)

LOGAN: "And just what are you suggesting?"

LOW: "You can still be my apprentice and 2007 can still be the year that you win your first AWA World title. In Damage, Incorporated, the goal is to control the World title, but whether it is Henry or Brian or I who holds the title is secondary, believe it or not. The three of us, however, would certainly take pride in making another star. Heck, that was the entire goal behind our union in the first place, remember, L.A.? Three top star members of a group are great, Logan, but four might be even better. Onslaught seems to be a fun guy, but a world class level wrestler he isn't. You, however, are, and all it takes from you is a nod and Brian, Henry and I will welcome you into Damage, Incorporated."

The Decision

LOW: "Logan, six months ago you almost beat me for the AWA World title. But the keyword here is ALMOST. You couldn't quite get the job done, but I was impressed enough to decide to take you under my wing and give you all the tools to become the AWA World Champion. We've had a couple of bumps along the way, but there is no shame in coming up short against the three of us - Brian Stevens, Nathaniel Henry Lee, The Legendary Low, the three greatest Champions in the AWA today."

"You can still be a part of this, Logan, you can still benefit from the knowledge, the experience and the sheer excellence of not only yours truly, but these fine gentlemen standing next to me. You can be a part of wrestling excellence, of fame, money, fast cars, fancy hotels, hot women, in short, the live of a rock star and the glory of true Champions. All you need to do is shake my hand and except our invitation to join Damage Incorporated."

(Logan grabs Low's hand and shakes it. The 10-time World Champion cracks a huge smile as the crowd in Houston boos Logan joining DI decisively.)

LOGAN: "Thanks, but no thanks."

(The boos immediately turn into loud cheers as Low's smile vanishes within a second.)

LOGAN: "Six months Low. I've spent the last six months toiling under your guidance and what has it gotten me? Absolutely nothing! I may have been damn near untouchable except against a couple of exceptional people but despite that fact I have been buried in the power structure of the AWA since I became your vaunted apprentice."

"For months, you'd been walking around proclaiming the you were going to groom me into a future AWA World champion and what happened when you had a chance to make it happen? You hung me out to dry! Then you came out on Shock the next week and gave a lame excuse about it ‘not being the right time' for me to be the World champion. I'm not privy to your thoughts Low. But I am quite certain that your agenda doesn't have a place for making me into a World champion within the AWA. That ship has sailed and sunk already."

"So if you want to find someone to string along with your empty promises Low, you're going to have to find someone else. You and I are done. I'm sick of playing by the Book of Low. The closest I ever came to that title was on my own and that's exactly how I'm going to win it."

LOW: "Are you serious, throwing a golden opportunity away just like that? I've taught you so many lessons, but pal, there are many more lessons that only I can teach you. Your toolbox has almost all the tools, Logan, but I am the one that can complete it for you."

(Logan says something to Low that isn't picked up by the mic and he then starts to climb out of the ring. Low doesn't look impressed by what Logan just said.)

LOW: "Well, in that case... I'll give you one more lesson. You shouldn't say no to The Legendary Low!"

(Damage Inc. suddenly close in on Logan as he's partway out of the ring and start battering him with punches. The crowd boos loudly as Henry and Stevens grab hold of Logan and pull him back into the ring, while Low lands a few more shots. Logan tumbles to the mat and he covers up as all three Damage Inc. members start stomping away on him. Low and Stevens back up as Henry grabs Logan and starts to pull him up. As Logan comes up, he delivers a quick low blow to Henry then grabs hold of him by the tights. Logan falls backwards to the mat and pulls Henry forward and sends him into Stevens knocking them both off to the side together. The crowd starts to cheer as Logan quickly kips up and Low is right there to meet him. Low and Logan start trading punches until Logan ducks one and slips around behind Low, but has to take his focus off Low for a moment to catch an approaching Stevens with a super kick. Low grabs hold of Logan from behind but Logan catches him with a back elbow. Logan spins around, grabs hold of Low and immediately connects with the Chaotic Collision to a huge cheer from the crowd.)

HS: "Logan has just taken down his former mentor and it looks like he has managed to get the upper hand on Damage Inc.!"

FJ: "I don't think so Herb. Henry and Stevens are getting back up and they look pissed!"

(Logan glances up from the mat and sees Henry and Stevens both getting back to their feet. He quickly moves to the ropes and rolls out of the ring. Stevens and Henry both rush to that side of the ring as Logan hops the ringside barricade and starts making his way through the crowd. The crowd is chanting for Logan as he backs away from the ring. Stevens can be seen standing in the nearest corner of the ring pointing at Logan and yelling something at him. Low gets up slowly in the middle of the ring looking frustrated as well.)

FJ: "Heads are going to roll for this Herb. You'd better believe that Logan is now sitting in the crosshairs of the most decorated, talented and dangerous group this company has ever seen."

Paying The Price

(Suddenly, we see Brian Stevens slide into the ring with a black steel chair. He swings it across the back of the unsuspecting head of Evan Heir before swinging it down on his limp body. Sir Nathaniel Henry Lee hops over the barrier behind the announcers with Low right behind him. Low slides into the ring and hits a Low Stunner on Logan who was just getting to his feet. Onslaught is seen hopping over the security barrier but his feet catch the top and he falls flat on his face. Sir Henry sees this and closes his eyes as he puts the heel of his palm to his forehead. Onslaught gets up and slides into the ring and hits a leg drop on Logan as Henry climbs up the ring steps. NHL gets into the ring and he and Brian pick up Logan. Brian whips Logan into the ropes and Brian hits a back body drop on Logan. Henry reaches up and grabs Logan as he's falling down and drives him to the mat with a devastating Death Shot!)

FJ: "Damn! That was one powerful Death Shot!"

HS: "I think Logan's knocked out of it."

FJ: "Serves him right for turning down membership in Damage Incorporated. Now there is some permanent damage incorporated in his head."

(...)

(Logan Alexander and Evan Heir both slowly rise to their feet, especially after the beating these two men have given each other. Onslaught boots Storm in the gut with a soccer kick while Low slaps the back of Storm's head, taunting him all the while. Finally, Evan Heir charges in and takes down Onslaught! Heir unloads on the Seven Footer with lefts and rights, one after the other. Low is about to cut Heir off, but Logan spears Low to the mat!)

HS: "They're fighting back! Damage, Inc. is finally getting what they deserve!!"

(Storm low blows NHL and NHL quickly reels. Storm gets back up to a base and clothesline NHL down to the mat. Storm mounts NHL and starts dropping lefts and rights until...CRACK!!!)

FJ: "It's Stevens! It's Stevens! Stevens just cracked Storm over the head with the Singapore Cane!"

(Storm topples to the mat. Meanwhile, Logan and Evan take notice of Stevens and they both attempt to react in time...but it's no use. Stevens drills Logan Alexander right in the face with the cane before quickly swinging the cane into Evan Heir's nose. Stevens quickly mounts Heir and repeatedly starts caning the skull of Heir, not unlike how he did against Owens earlier in the show. Over and over...CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Stevens laughs sadistically as he does so. Onslaught, NHL and Low finally get to their feet and all four men start stomping Heir, Storm and Alexander...however...the mood changes from booing to cheers in one split second!!!)

FJ: "No F'ING way!"

HS: "Is...It's RAY OWENS! Steel chair in hand, Ray Owens is rushing the ring!!!"

(Owens looks like Hell. His head is bandaged. His face is swollen. However, that doesn't stop him from sliding into the ring. Damage, Inc. sees this and bails.)

King of the Kage 07

LOW: "Logan Alexander, your career is filled with 'almosts'. You almost beat me last year at King Of The Kage. You almost won the World title from me in November. You almost knew how to use the tools I gave you to beat NHL for the World title at Hell On Earth. You almost won the World title in the Spring Break Chamber. But 'almost' doesn't cut it, Logan."

"The p-word must be the word you fear the most, Logan - potential. I promised you would fulfill your potential in 2007, but you failed and you decided you would no longer be my apprentice and turn down my offer to join Damage, Inc. You based your decision and your confidence that you could cut it without me on this little match from last fall."

"Come July 1st, King Of The Kage, you might advance to the semi-finals, Logan, and if you are really, really, really, really, REALLY lucky, you'll somehow get past Sir Henry. Unlikely, but more surprising things have happened. And then, when you go to bed in your cheap middle-class hotel that symbolizes your middle-class career, you will fall asleep with the knowledge that you almost reached your potential and almost became the King Of The Kage. Almost. Because once again you will not be able to get past that road block, once again you will fail, once again you will understand just why I am the ONLY 2-time King Of The Kage.

(...)

(Logan grabs Low by the legs and applies his Perfect Chaos Theory to Low - a half turned Scorpion Death Lock.)

HS: "Logan Alexander has that Perfect Chaos Theory locked in. Will Low tap out?"

(Low is scrambling around the ring, trying to find a point of leverage. Low is gasping out in pain, moving closer and closer towards the ropes - something that would normally provide refuge from the pain.)

FJ: "Dammit! You can't use the ropes! Crawl out of the ring! CRAWL!"

HS: "That seems to be the only way Low can get out of this predicament he's gotten himself into."

(Low is fading. He's close to the ropes, trying desperately to make it to the apron to fall out of the ring, but he's fading. The pain Low is experiencing is almost too much and he collapses only mere inches away from his goal.)

FJ: "Is Low out?"

HS: "It appears so. Logan's plan, all along, was to exhaust Low. Maybe his goal was realized? Maybe Low's clock wound down."

(Senior AWA referee, Chuck Ford, reaches down and grabs Low's lifeless arm. He holds it high into the air and releases. The arm falls to the mat like a dead weight. Ford grabs Low's hand as Logan's trying to add more pressure to the hold. Ford releases Low's arm and it, again, drops to the mat. Logan is applying even more pressure as Chuck Ford grabs Low's hand for maybe the last time. Chuck raises it up into the air and releases it. Low's arm drops to the mat. But it stops short! Low's hand stops short! Low reaches behind him and grabs Logan's leg and pulls it out from under him, causing him to break the hold. Low rolls immediately backwards and locks in his modified chicken wing-crossface on Logan Alexander.)

HS: "LOW STANDARD!"

FJ: "My standards aren't low."

HS: "The moves Frank!"

FJ: "Oh, right. SWEET!"

(Logan's got no where to go just as Low didn't. He squirms around a bit, but the pressure on his already injured arm is causing him to gasp out in loud cries that start to actually deafen the crowd in attendance. Logan's cries soften until they aren't heard anymore. That's because Logan's passed out. Chuck Ford grabs a hold of Logan's free hand and raises it as high as possible. He releases and the hand drops to the mat. Ford grabs a hold of Logan's hand and raises it into the air. The crowd is on their feet screaming for Logan to break free. Ford releases Logan's arm and it drops to the mat once more. Chuck Ford looks down at Logan before grapping his hand for maybe the third time. He raises it into the air and releases it. The arm drops to the mat. Logan's hand stops midway and Logan gets a second wind. Logan struggles to free himself from the Low Standard. He's trying to wiggle free, but it seems that with each maneuver, Low tightens and sharpens his grip. Logan's trying to kick free from the move, but Low has it locked in tight. Logan's struggling is slipping away. Logan's kicking is slowing down. Logan's flailing is simmering. Chuck Ford looks into Logan's face and starts to ask him questions while holding onto his arm.)

FJ: "Is Logan out of it?"

(Chuck Ford immediately hops up to his feet and calls for the bell.)

HS: "Low wins! Low wins back-to-back King of the Kages as well as winning 3 Tournaments in his AWA career."

Road To Classic

LOGAN: "I am looking for another championship opportunity right now... and all signs are pointing towards one title right now. So Low... I guess that is going to make this next request much simpler. After the crap you pulled earlier tonight and since we both have our calendars clear for Classic, how about we go one more round on the biggest stage in the AWA?"

"I doubt there's anyone else on the roster that would want a shot at you more than I do. I doubt there are many other people on the roster, who are quite as qualified in the US division than I have been during my career. And I seriously doubt that there are many more highly rated competitors for you to face either."

"But I'm sure it's not going to be much of an issue for you to decide Low. You've had more than enough success against me. You won't have you're title shot in jeopardy. And of course we can put on a real show, compared to what went down at in the King of the Kage finals. We'd both be at out peak and we'd both be capable of putting on a show that could eclipse the main event. What more fitting way to add another, or perhaps the final, chapter to the story of Low and his former apprentice?"

(...)

LOW: "Enough with the theatrics already, and enough with the pleasantries, Logan."

(He drags Logan over to the ringpost and then applies a hammerlock on his former apprentice. Holding on to the hammerlock, Low smashes Logan's already weakened shoulder repeatedly into the ringpost. After ramming Logan's shoulder into the ringpost a few more times - to the boos of the fans - Low finally drops Logan to the protective mats outside of the ring and locks the Low Standard on Logan. Several AWA officials are coming down the ramp in an attempt to prevent another Damage, Inc. beatdown and save Logan's health, but they are all knocked down by Brian Stevens and Sir Henry. Stevens and NHL also kick the heads of JW and Javex for good measure. Low releases the hold and then grabs a microphone.)

LOW: "So Logan, about that challenge... you, me, the US title, Classic... IT'S ON!"

The Upper Hand

(Suddenly, we see a man with a hooded jacket come out of the crowd and jump over the guardrail. The man rolls into the ring and grabs Logan Alexander just as he gets up. He runs him across the ring and then rams his shoulder on the ringpost between the top and middle rope. The hood comes off and it is - naturally - The Legendary Low. The fans react mostly with boos, although many cheer for seeing The Legendary Low for the first time. Low removes his jacket and reveals a "Little China Girl" t-shirt. He pulls Logan towards himself, grabs his injured arm and drops to the mat with a single-arm DDT. The US Champion immediately floats over, applies a crossface chicken wing, pulls back and applies the Low Standard. Finally, several AWA officials come down the ramp, get into the ring and pull Low off of Logan. Low raises his hands in triumph and is now met by almost unanimous boos. The officials succeed in getting Low to exit the ring and walk to the back.)

(...)

(Low emerges from the entryway with the United States title displayed around his waist. He looks around at the crowd as he starts to descend the ramp. The crowd then begins to cheer and Low has a look of confusion on his face for a moment. The confusion is quickly dealt with as Low is speared from behind by Logan Alexander.)

FJ: "What is he doing out here?! Logan has no business getting involved here!"

HS: "The same could be said for Low's post match attacks on Logan during the last two weeks, but I didn't hear you complaining then."

FJ: "Well security should break this up. Low has a match to win here after all."

(Low and Logan tumble down the ramp together and both men are up quickly at the bottom of the ramp. They begin trading blows with one another right by ringside. Logan finally ends the exchange by blocking a right from Low and delivering a solid headbutt to the U.S. champion. Logan grabs Low's arm as he stumbles back a step and whips Low back first into the guardrail. Logan follows up quickly by grabbing Low's head and hitting a falling neckbreaker onto the mats at ringside.)

HS: "Stryke Force!"

(Logan gets back to his feet and looks around at the crowd for a moment. As they cheer him on, he steps over the prone Low and promptly applies Perfect Chaos Theory. AWA officials emerge from the entryway and rush down to ringside. Logan is forced to release his hold on Low outside the ring as officials split them up and start escorting Logan towards the back. Low gets back to his feet, looking a little ruffled but not much worse for wear. He glares at Logan, who returns the look. Logan points at Low and yells that they aren't done.)

(...)

(Before Low, who is back on his feet, can even assess the situation and let the traumatic loss sink in, Logan appears near the ringside barricade and quickly climbs over it and enters the ringside area. Logan climbs into the ring and measures Low.)

FJ: "This is totally uncalled for. Logan's already blindsided Low once before tonight."

(The crowd is buzzing at this point. Low turns and Logan comes forward looking for a spear, but Low quickly sidesteps. Logan turns and gets booted in the midsection. Instead of following with the Low Stunner, Low grabs Logan's left arm and wrenches on Logan's injured shoulder. Logan sinks to one knee as Low wrenches on his arm again.)

HS: "Low's going right after Logan's weakened shoulder."

FJ: "He's exploiting Logan's most glaring weakness next to his in ring ability."

(Low steps around behind Logan and looks to apply the Low Standard, but Logan stands quickly and runs Low backwards into the corner. Low hangs onto Logan's arm though as Logan tries to move away, so Logan manages to shift his position by applying an arm twist reversing Low's advantage and then drives a knee to Low's midsection, forcing him back into the corner again. Logan climbs onto the bottom rope, grabs Low and then monkey flips him out of the corner and into the middle of the ring. Logan gets back to his feet quickly in the corner, and Low is a little slower to get back to his feet. Logan crouches down in the corner watching Low intently.)

HS: "Logan 's set and ready to pounce."

FJ: "Watch out Low!"

(Low turns and Logan rushes out of the corner cutting Low down with a spear. The crowd cheers in approval. Logan rolls away from Low and sits up, holding his left shoulder and wincing visibly.)

HS: " Logan looks to have put Low don't for the moment, but it appears he's aggravated his shoulder injury again."

FJ: "And don't forget that he's also supposed to wrestle in just a little while too."

(Logan gets up and walks over to the near corner. He rubs his sore shoulder and watches Low who is now starting to get back up, albeit slowly.)

FJ: "And even after all that, the Legendary One is STILL getting back up."

(Logan climbs out to the ring apron and starts ascending the turnbuckles. As he does this, Richard O. Dickenson III rushes down the entry ramp behind Logan. Logan is perched on the top rope as Low reaches his feet. ROD scrambles up onto ring apron, which catches Logan's attention. Logan turns to ROD, who takes a swing at him with the Male bag. Logan reflexively moves back and falls from his corner perch, but catches himself with the top rope and lands off balance on the apron. ROD calls to Low. Low turns, spots Logan and rushes at him. Logan spots Low and drops down on the ring apron pulling down the top rope, sending Low tumbling over the top to the floor. Logan rolls back into the ring and ROD climbs in as well, Male bag in hand.)

HS: "Low's on the floor, Logan looks a little shaken in the ring and ROD is there with him, looking to get his shots in."

(ROD doesn't wait and heads over to Logan and starts stomping and kicking away at him. Logan rolls over and covers up as best he can. After absorbing several stomps, he catches ROD's foot and pushes him back, giving himself a chance to get to his feet. ROD comes at him again and takes a swing with the Male bag, which Logan ducks out of the way of. ROD turns and Logan grabs ROD's legs and pulls them out from under ROD, dropping him onto his back. Logan looks at the crowd, who are cheering in approval, then turns and slingshots ROD into the corner. Logan kips up as ROD bounces back from the corner. Logan turns and scoops ROD up into and inverted fireman's carry and continues through delivering an inverted Death Valley driver.)

HS: "Chaotic Inversion! I believe that's it for ROD tonight."

(Logan gets back to his feet and spots Low reentering the ring. Realizing he's overstayed his welcome and lost his advantage, Logan rolls out under the ropes, out of the ring and quickly hops the ringside barricade, disappearing back into the crowd. The crowd is chanting loudly in support of Logan, while Low glares at Logan before turning back to tend to ROD.

The Match

LOW: "Logan, a little over a year we started our little association. At King Of The Kage 2006 we faced off in the first round. You did well against me, but I ultimately went on to beat you and win the tournament. You earned a World title shot against me later that year, and yes, on an off-night, you took me to the limits."

"ROD and Cosma decided to get involved and help me out a little, and your buddy Jayson Price got involved as well. You won amidst the chaos, but it was I who returned to the back with the World title. Failure #1. But you impressed me, yes you did, and I took you under my wing as my apprentice. Your skills and my pulling of the strings got you a World title shot against my good friend's Sir Henry's lesser persona, Nathan Hawthorne-Lee. And that was failure #2."

"You then got another chance as one of the wrestlers in the Spring Break Chamber at Springs And Breaks, and that turned out to be failure #3. You couldn't put away The Legendary Low, you couldn't put away NHL, you couldn't put away Brian Stevens. It seemed like your destiny was to challenge for the World title, not to win it. But then the truth came out. And the truth is, your destiny is not even to challenge for the World title anymore, as failures #4 and #5 are proof of! You couldn't put me away, again, at King Of The Kage, and then you lost to John Williams!"

"Your destiny seems to be losing to members of Damage, Incorporated!"

(...)

LOGAN: "Yes, I've had my problems when I face you in the ring. Yes, I've had my problems when I'm competing for the big prize. Yes, as of late I haven't been doing much to maneuver myself into the World title picture. I've been agonizingly close to netting success in all three of those categories, but as everyone knows... close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades. Based on all of those things... is the reason why I picked you Low."

"Ever since King of the Kage last year... you have been the one constant obstruction in my pursuit of the World title. Whether I was facing you for a title shot, or facing you for the title, or trying to claim the title in your ‘honour' you've always been involved. And for whatever reason... I haven't been able to beat you and secure the prize."

"As I mentioned a few days ago, I had a few discussions with Travis Gray in regards to our match for Classic and we finally came to an agreement. You and I will be competing in a match that will play to our strengths. It will be a match that keeps the playing field level for both of us. It's a match that you have had success in against hall of fame opponents, but it's also a match where you have suffered unexpected and heartbreaking defeats. It will also be a match that you first competed in four years ago."

"We both like to go around the AWA and boast about our superb wrestling skills too, don't we? We've taken pride in running interference in each other's business and slap each other into our signature holds as of late too. I'm sure your back is just a little sore and my shoulder is still a bit uncomfortable. And while everyone might just want to see the two of us continue raise the stakes and follow suit with all the shady tactics we've been using... this match will have nothing of the sort in it."

"Low and I will be competing in a match that he has dominated Jeff Christianson in, which doesn't narrow the list down at all, then lost to Brian Williams and to Nathan Hawthorne-Lee bringing about the end to two World title reigns. I, of course, refer to the European Rules match. The only thing you have to do... is accept the challenge."

(Low looks a little uncertain what to do, but Logan just stares at him, waiting for a response, putting the US Champion on the spot. The crowd heckles the silent Low. Low lifts the microphone to his mouth, but hesitates to give an answer.)

LOW: "I... I... I accept."

(A frustrated Low throws the microphone down.)

Classic

LOW: "That's right, Mark Keller. Tonight is my chance to redeem myself for those two losses. Tonight I will prove to the world that I am still THE number one technical wrestler in AWA history. Tonight I will prove that being the United States Champion doesn't mean I stand in the second row. But most importantly, tonight is the night that the derailing of Logan Alexander's career gets finished."

"The fact of the mater is this - Logan had a tremendous run as No Limits Champion and he was challenging three different World Champions for a number of months. That all happened while I may or may not have worked against him while calling myself his mentor. Today Logan is competing in one of the two most anticipated matches of the night. But it has nothing to do with his accomplishments, yet it has everything to do with his failures and with what I, The Legendary Low, wanted to happen and what not."

"So Logan, I hope your training sessions took as long as your promotional videos leading up to Classic, because if you're not in the best mental and physical shape of your life, if you haven't improved your stamina since King Of The Kage, there is no need for you to even step in the circle with me tonight, buddy, because we won't even need the judges to decide a winner under those circumstances. Why? Because LOW RULES!"

(...)

LOGAN: "Things have only just gotten rolling here tonight, but you can all look forward to an excellent show. I'm sure that a lot of you are looking forward to the big main event match and a lot of you are also waiting in anticipation for the European Rules match pitting Low and I against each other once again."

"Our own personal war is coming to a head here tonight in a match that is rigid on rules and conduct. It makes for a very interesting set of circumstances. We don't get along at all but we've both got to compete within the letter of the law or risk defeat."

"It'll be my first time through such a competition, but I am confident in my ability to be able to hold my own and emerge victorious even against an opponent like the Legendary Low in that environment."

(The crowd offers a cheer of support.)

LOGAN: "A former student and mentor going toe to toe one more time in a match that favours both of our styles. We're going to find out which one of us is the better wrestler and as an added bonus the winner will also walk out of the ring as the United States champion."

(...)

RA: "Ladies and gentlemen, our esteemed judges awarded round one to The Legendary Low with a 2-1 split decision. Round two was awarded to Logan Alexander with a 2-1 split decision. Round three was awarded to Logan Alexander with another 2-1 split decision. Round four was awarded to The Legendary Low with yet another 2-1 split decision. Ladies and gentlemen, our esteemed judges awarded round five..."

(A loud "Logan! Logan!" chant is picking up in the crowd.)

RA: "...UNANIMOUSLY..."

(The ring announcer pauses again, milking the crowd reaction and the suspense for all they're worth.)

HS: "Come on, don't let us wait any longer!"

(The "Logan! Logan!" chant is dying down now and 77.000 fans are almost quiet as they await the announcement.)

RA: "...to the winner, and still AWA United States Heavyweight Champion, The Legendary Low!"

(The crowd erupts in a LOUD mix of cheers and boos, the cheers mostly for the performance, the boos against their favorite losing this match. Logan shakes his head in disappointment and drops down to one knee, while Low grabs the US title belt as the referee lifts his arm into the air.)

FJ: "He's done it! He's done it! Low has reclaimed HIS match, the LOW RULES MATCH! And indeed he does!"

(Low is standing in front of the still kneeling Logan. Logan looks up to him and then stands back up. Low applauds his former apprentice and nemesis Logan and nods as the crowd claps along in agreement. Low extends his hand to Logan, wanting to shake it, but given Low's past, Logan is uncertain and looks into the crowd as if to ask for advice. BAM! That one look into the crowd was all Low needed as he nails Logan with the US title belt. The crowd is whipped into a frenzy as Low puts the boots to Logan.)

HS: "I knew it! I knew it! And so did Logan!"

FJ: "And so did I!"

(Low quickly jumps out of the ring and reaches underneath it. He pulls out a roll of barbed wire.)

HS: "Come on, this is absolutely unnecessary. What is this?"

FJ: "It's called barbed wire, Herb."

(Low, holding the barbed wire with his bare hands, apparently not caring about hurting himself, takes the wire and wraps it around the middle of Logan's face! We can clearly see some barbs cutting into Logan's cheeks and his lips as Logan pulls and rakes the wire across Logan's mouth. He then proceeds to drag Logan around the ring, just holding on the barbed wire that is cutting into Logan's face, drawing trickles of blood from the face. Low finally lets go of Logan and with one rough, painful motion pulls the barbed wire off his face. Lars, Caldera and Mortis look on, unsure of what to do... yet they decide to stay out of this conflict. The crowd is booing at the top of its lungs, garbage starts flying into the ring. A half-full beer cup hits Low at the side of the head, but he seems unbothered, and in fact seems to enjoy this. He then takes the barbed wire and starts whipping Logan's testicles! Thankfully he only manages four whips before a throng of AWA officials hits the ring and pulls Low off of Logan.)

Retribution

(The bell rings, bringing a close to the match and moments afterwards someone jumps the ringside barricade and rushes into the ring.)

HS: "That's Logan Alexander!"

(Logan has his left arm wrapped in a bundle of cloth. He watches Low for several moments and slips something onto his right hand as he does so. As Low gets back to his feet, Logan decks him from behind with a shot from his loaded right hand knocking Low right back to the mat. The crowd is cheering by now at Logan starts to stomp away on Low. He then gives Low a couple of stiff kicks to the side, which makes him roll over onto his back. Logan keeps his gaze on Low as he reaches over to his left arm, unwraps the cloth around it and lets it drop to the mat.)

(Logan has a length of barbed wire wrapped along his left arm from his wrist up to his elbow and he also has a long glove on underneath the barbed wire that reaches to his elbow to protect himself. He drops down to the mounted position and starts raining down forearms with the barbed wire. Low covers up almost immediately and the barbs begin cutting into his arms and hands. Logan presses his left arm down looking to grind the barbed wire into Low and while Low is busy fending off that, Logan strikes him in the chest with his right hand a few times. Several AWA officials rush the ring and pry Logan off of Low.)

HS: "Trying to restore some order here..."

FJ: "But not for long Herb! Look!"

(Logan starts fighting with the assortment of AWA officials and, between the brass knuckles on one hand and the length of barbed wire on the other arm, began dispatching them one after another. After dealing with the officials Logan returned to Low and pulled him up to his feet. He delivered a series of forearms with the barbed wire while pushing Low back against the ropes, then whipped him across the ring and hit a clothesline with the barbed wire. Pulling Low back up again, Logan dropped to his knees and hit a low blow with his left arm doubling Low over, then grabbed hold of Low around the neck with his left arm as though preparing for a DDT then started throwing punches at Low's back with his right hand. After landing several blows, Logan twists around quickly and hits a falling neck breaker, cutting Low up in the process.)

HS: "Stryke Force with barbed wire!"

(Logan drops down and locks in Revised Chaos Theory, starting to choke Low out and dig in with the barbed wire as another contingent of AWA officials rush the ring and again pry Logan off of Low. Logan doesn't fight back against them this time and they succeed in forcing him back to one of the corners.)

(...)

ROD: "Logan, Low has been missing since your attack two weeks ago. What you did went far beyond what is appropriate even in the inappropriate world of professional wrestling. You broke Beverly's heart, nobody knows where her son is. You're lucky that I am just Low's manager and not a wrestler myself, or else I would have done to you things far worse than what you did to Low."

"But I can see what you were trying to accomplish. You know that the career of Lars Fredrickson, the last man Low faced in a Barbed Wire Match, is virtually over. You were trying to get rid of him before the match, before he got rid of you. And Logan, you better hope your plan has succeeded, because IF Low appears at Overpower, he WILL send you packing!"

(...)

(Low is about to answer that question as he gets back into the and puts the ladder up. Still wrapped in barbed wire, Low climbs to the top of the ladder as fast as he can at this point. As he's up there, he balances himself.)

FJ: "I think he is going for the Highest Low frog splash, Herb, which is how the legendary Death Match between Low and Mortis Valley at Classic 2002 ended."

(And indeed Low jumps off the top of the ladder with the frog splash, but Logan is able to move at the last split-second! Low lands with a thud on the pile of barbed wire in the center of the ring and then screams in pain as hundreds of barbs penetrate his body. Logan uses his last ounce of strength and turns Low over and we can see that the wire wrapped around his body and the wire in the middle of the ring have intertwined. Some barbs are dangerously close to Low's throat. Logan adds even more barbed wire and more pressure to this scenario as he covers Low and gets one... two... three!)

HS: "Logan has won! He is the five-time United States Champion!"

FJ: "But at what cost?"

HS: "They both paid a price, but Logan Alexander has won the final battle against his former mentor, The Legendary Low."

Abuse Of Power

(Jason Storm walks to the timekeeper and grabs his World title back. He hugs it to his chest and walks around the ring and towards the ramp. Storm is walking up the ramp, holding the title close to him and Logan just glares at him from the inside of the ring. He doesn't look happy, but realizing that this is a contendership opportunity, Logan remains in the ring. The referee has started a ten count on the champ. 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... Jason turns his back to the ring at this point and has almost made it to the O-tunnel by the count of eight. Nine... and ten!)

HS: "Wow. Jason Storm so quickly got himself counted out of this match. What a fighting champion, right?"

FJ: "Refer to what I said..."

HS: "So here is your winner, Logan Alexander!"

(The referee walks over to Logan and raises his hand in the air. The crowd roars in approval, however instead of Logan's music hitting, we hear a deep voice coming through the PA system through a microphone. The AWA Commissioner, Low, steps out to the stage, a few yards in front of Jason Storm, who upon seeing Low smirks and then turns to face the ring again.)

LOW: "Hold it! I'm in charge and I refuse to see a match end like that. I refuse to crown a number one contender like this."

HS: "So he's going to restart the match and make Jason get back in the ring? Good."

LOW: "Not when the referee doesn't follow the rules I SPECIFICALLY gave him, damnit, Chuck! This match has NO COUNT OUTS! Ring the bell and display that clock!"

(...)

(Logan instead grabs Jason by his tights and launches him between the middle and bottom ropes, sending him out onto the arena floor. The crowd cheers Logan's reversal, but Jason is infuriated. He reaches down under the ring and retrieves... A Singapore cane!)

HS: "What's he going to do with---?!"

CRACK!

(We see a quick clip of Maria Clarke sitting backstage, shaking her head in disappointment. The referee calls for the bell. Jason smiles at Logan's barely conscious body from the outside. He drops the cane and not-so-surprisingly, Low walks out onto the stage again.)

LOW: "Hold ON!"

HS: "What now? Come on now!"

LOW: "Chuck, damnit, did you forget? There are NO disqualifications in this match. I refuse to crown a number one contender on the grounds of a DQ."

FJ: "He's just doing the fair thing. He's letting Logan Alexander save some face, Herb, be grateful."

HS: "This is ludicrous. And there's the bell... Again!"

(...)

(Jason is going for the Your Destiny, but as he charges forward, Logan ducks under his leg and delivers a hard German Suplex! Locks his hips... Hits a second! Locks his hips... no... shifts Jason onto his shoulders for the Death Valley Driver! Logan, who has blood gushing from the side of his head in a horrible physical display of his current wellbeing, drives Jason down! Logan rolls into the cover and the crowd chants along!)

ONE! TWO! DING! DING! DING!

HS: "WHAT THE--!"

FJ: "Low just rung the bell himself!"

(Logan looks at Low and then looks at the clock, realizing it's been frozen at 00:01. Logan looks enraged, but Low calmly explains.)

LOW: "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I forgot to mention... In the midst of all this excitement... This match was the equivilant to a street fight. A traditional one, meaning there were no rope breaks."

HS: "You've gotta be..."

LOW: "And it slipped my mind. Logan, don't worry. You're not the loser here, but you also didn't win. I have to reject your number one contendership. Jason quite frankly should have won ten minutes ago..."

The Next Battle

(Low pulls back on the Low Standard, but Onslaught refuses to tap out. He tries to rob forward and towards the ropes, but Low is too rested, too strong for even a 7-footer who has been through what Onslaught has been tonight. Blood is streaming down Onslaught's face and Low's arm and onto the mat. Both men are screaming, Onslaught from the pain and Low from having to work so hard to keep Onslaught in the hold. Onslaught manages to get his free arm underneath his upperbody and lifts his body up and the crowd chants his name, hoping that he can break the hold, but after several seconds, he drops down to the mat again. As Low pulls back on the hold some more, Onslaught realizes he has no choice but to tap out. The referee calls for the bell and Low releases the hold.)

FJ: "He did it! He did it! Low is not only the No Limits Champion for the second time, he is also the new number one contender for the AWA World title in a courageous effort! He surely is The Greatest Sports Legend Alive!"

(The boos are deafening in the Cow Palace as Low, with an arrogant smile, raises his hands in the air. The referee hands him the No Limits title belt and Low hugs and kisses it as if he had just been through the toughest battle of his career. EMTs are tending to the bleeding Onslaught as Low motions for the ring announcer to hand him the microphone.)

LOW: "I did it! I did it! I have to tell all of you with a tear in my eye - this is the greatest moment in my life! I am completely healed, my neck is feeling great and I have proven that I can still go toe to toe with the biggest and the baddest the AWA has to offer and still come out on top. And LOGAN ALEXANDER, this spells bad news for you, because at King Of The Kage I am coming for you to get back what is rightfully mine. You may have won the last battle we had last year at Overpower, but you should know that The Legendary Low does not rest easily until he has won the war. And now that you have MY WORLD TITLE, it is time for me to get back into WAR MOOD!"

(...)

LOW: "But enough of the dick and the pussy, I can't allow them to ruin the joy that my power brings me, a power that has made me the number one contender for the World title at King Of The Kage, an event that is generally considered to be my event. Sure, I stunk the joint out in 2005, but I won the whole thing in 2001, 2006 and 2007. To boot, I won the World title there in 2003. Not a good statistic for you, Logan Alexander. We still have some unfinished business, my friend, but at King Of The Kage, I promise you I will erase the final two doubts, namely yours and your mother's, over who is the better wrestler."

(...)

(The crowd boos loudly at the mention of last week's conclusion to the main event and who Logan is currently referring to.)

LOGAN: "Yeah... that pretty much says it all. It was another desperate act from Low. I guess he's getting a bit unsure of himself as the days and months go by. He never used to have to use the coward's approach to sneak into a title match. He used to just go out and win those opportunities in the ring against opponents at their best."

"I suppose he just wants to get right back into the thick of things. He's back all of five minutes and already on a quest for number twelve and doing everything to prove how 'deserving' he is. Low and I have history... you just need to take a look from the week after Last Man Standing in 2006 to Overpower in 2007 to get an idea of where we've gone. Can't say I'm surprised that Low's ticked off cause I got the last word in between us. He was just waiting for the right opportunity to get even."

"Don't think you're going to find me cowering anywhere from you though Low. We've played this game plenty of times. I've always been up for one more round with you. Let's just see how deep your bag of tricks is going to be this time and we'll see how many times you need it over the next month. Then we'll find out just who's going to end up on the short end this time around."

(...)

LOW: "King of the Kage is only three weeks away, and Logan, I can hardly wait to step inside that ring with you one more time. Only this time, the roles will be reversed. You're the Champion and I am the challenger. Say what you will, analyze all you want, but the truth is this - you have never faced The Legendary Low in the role of the challenger. You have never faced The Legendary Low when he wanted to regain what is and always will be rightfully his."

(...)

(No sooner does Logan's music begins to play, the fans boo as The Legendary Low slides into the ring.)

HS: "Watch out, Logan, the FORMER commissioner is right behind you!"

FJ: "And he's looking PISSED!"

(As Logan turns around to see what the commotion is all about... KICK... WHAM... STUNNER! Low nails the Stunner with a verocity seldom seen before. He slides out of the ring and grabs the chair of ring announcer Nick Edwards, as well as the AWA World title belt. he slides back into the ring and just as Terry James gets back to his feet, Low nails him with a chairshot to the head. Low then walks over to Logan and just starts smashing the chair all over Logan's body.)

(Low doesn't stop nailing Logan with chairshots... back, neck, arms, legs, everything. Referees and officials come into the ring, but Low nails referees Stu Abbott, Chuck Ford and Steve Timson with the chair as well, causing the other officials to back off. Low then goes back to Logan and pulls him up. He places the World title belt over his shoulder and then connects with another Low Stunner, this time onto the belt.)

FJ: "The BD Special!"

HS: "This is how Low put out Black Dragon after defeating him and turning on his Tag Team Championship partner at King Of The Kage almost exactly seven years ago!"

(And Low isn't finished yet. He mounts Logan and starts nailing him with elbow after elbow to the face and head. Finally the officials see an opening and get into the ring. It takes three of them, but they succeed in prying Low off of Logan. We see the bloody look on Logan's face as we fade to black.)

(...)

LOW: "I wasn't the hunter at the previous two King Of The Kage events, but if you think so, if you think facing Low at different points in that tournament with the goal to eventually face the World Champion is the same thing as facing Low when you ARE the World Champion, then you're in for a rude awakening come June 29th. What I did to you last week was only a teaser of what will happen when we face off in two weeks."

"You are dumber than I thought you were, Logan, because looking forward to our match at King Of The Kage is like looking forward to your execution, and when it comes to being the AWA World Heavyweight Champion, I WILL execute you at King Of The Kage."

(...)

(Logan Alexander brings Jason Storm up and Jason Storm quickly rises up and drives his head into the bridge of Logan's nose. Logan staggers and Storm quickly executes a go-behind and attempts the Roll The Dice, but Logan counters out by sitting down and kicking Storm in the face. Logan quickly pops up to his feet and attempts Chaotic Collision. Jason Storm is able to elbow out prior to execution and both men stagger. Both men explode at eachother and start throwing wild fists. Jason Storm wins out and sends Logan to the ropes. Storm ducks down and attempts a back body drop. Logan is able to leap frog Storm and grabs a rear waist lock. Logan powers Storm to the ropes and tosses him over onto Low and Tyler Harrison with a German Suplex!!! Storm's body takes out himself and the other two...)

HS: "Logan Alexander just tossed – German Suplexed - Jason Storm over the top rope! Logan Alexander just dropped Jason Storm onto Low and Tyler Harrison!"

FJ: "OH, DAMN! He pretty much just had Jason Storm suicide dive onto both men. Pretty goddamn brilliant."

(Logan Alexander soaks in the admiration of the Washington fans...but once he sees Low and Jason Storm get up – as well as Tyler Harrison – Logan hits the ropes and flies between the top and middle rope hitting all three men on the outside with a missile-like suicide dive! EVERYONE is down!)

HS: "Calamity has fallen over Sunday Night Shock! ALL FOUR MEN are down and referee Chuck Ford is administering the mandatory ten count!"

FJ: "Man...no one is really getting up here."

(All four men start attempting to get up and Low and Logan finally catch eyes. Neither man cares about the count and start throwing haymakers! Following suit, Jason Storm and Tyler Harrison start throwing fists! MAYHEM has overtaken! Referee Chuck Ford continues his count.)

HS: "...9...10..."

FJ: "This thing is done. Good job, geniuses."

DING! DING! DING!

(...)

LOW: "I keep hearing you say how you are looking forward to King Of The Kage in order to prove yourself as the World Heavyweight Champion by going up against The Greatest Sports Legend Alive one more time. Now, let me raise the stakes. King Of The Kage. That's me. We all know that. I have beaten athletes of a caliber unknown to someone like you inside a cage. I am an incredible THREE-TIME King Of The Kage tournament winner. The event we are scheduled to wrestler one another is called King Of The Kage - the Cell to hold some Hell is conveniently already there in London, England... Only a handful of wrestlers have ever survived going into a variation of a steel cage with me. You're some kind of hero, straight-laced athlete, whatever. Logan, if you really want to prove yourself, you will accept my challenge to defend that World title of yours, a title I've never lost, inside Hell in a Cell next Sunday."

LOGAN: " We've already done the whole cage thing a few times. I was there the last time you lost one of those matches. It was the last time you were No Limits champion I believe. Actually Low... I'll make you a counter proposal. We'll have a Cell rematch next week, but only if you win one of two other falls against me beforehand. Since I'm giving you your Cell match at the end, I'll pick the other two stipulations. We'll have another grand match that will rival our Match of the Year shoo in from Classic last year, but we'll do it in a pair of matches we've never faced off in before. First fall, bullrope match. Second fall, ladder match. Third fall, Hell in a Cell. I'm sure that won't be too stiff of a challenge for you, so what do you say?"

(The crowd lets out an approving cheer at the prospect of a three fall match between Low and Logan at King of the Kage. Pondering what Logan just said, Low takes a moment to think.)

LOW: "You're on."

(With that, Low drops the microphone and heads to the back.)

LOGAN: "There you go folks. I guarantee that the next chapter of Low vs. Logan is going to be written in blood next week."

(We return to the huge and filled Wembley Stadium, where there is a decisive buzz about the upcoming match.)

HS: "There you have it, fans, Logan Alexander versus The Legendary Low for the third straight year at King Of The Kage. The AWA World Heavyweight title is on the line. Right now!"

(The grandiose sounds of "Ode To Joy" begin to play and the arena is spotlighted by several orange laser lights. As the music goes full-force, the arena is illuminated in a bright orange light. Orange fireworks go off at each side of the ramp, as well as each side of the stage. One by one the fireworks work their way towards the entrance area in the center of the stage. As they reach their destination, one HUGE orange explosion shakes the arena's foundation. The boos intensify as The Legendary Low steps out onto the stage. Displaying the black and orange robe allegedly given to him by Ric Flair, Low spreads his arms and slowly spins around.)

FJ: "The Legendary Low in all his glory."

HS: "There really is no need to mention all of Low's accomplishments at this point, they are well-known. Only this much - if Low wins tonight, he will be a 12-time AWA World Champion in addition to being the No Limits Champion, and it would mark the 27th time Low has won an AWA Championship."

(As an orange firework rain almost looks like a curtain between Low and the Ameritron, Low starts walking down the ramp, grinning and mocking some of the fans he passes.)

FJ: "Low and Logan certainly go back a long time, don't they, Herb?"

HS: "Yes, they do, Low has been a thorn in Logan's side almost since the beginning, and vice versa!"

(The arena looks like an orange sea as Low reaches the ring. He slowly walks up the steps and draws some more boos as he arrogantly smiles to the crowd. He enters the ring and spreads his arms and circles around the ring, soaking up every single boo in the arena, as his music quiets down. Opening his robe, we can see Low carrying the AWA No Limits title belt around his waist.)

HS: "Listen to almost 80.000 people here in London booing the hell out of Low."

FJ: "Yeah, I know, isn't it great?"

("Never Turn Back" by Crush 40 starts to play and after several seconds a black, white, and silver coloured "Chaos Stryke" flag appears out in the crowd, indicating where Logan is making his way through the fans towards the ring with the World Heavyweight title around his waist. Many fans pat Logan on the back and high five him as he makes his way past.)

HS: "Logan has come a long way since his days with the Elite Canadian Wrestlers. Say what you will, win, lose, or draw, Logan Alexander is a worthy AWA World Champion and a bonafide AWA superstar."

FJ: "I'll give him that much, but not a whole lot more."

(Logan reaches the ring barricade and climbs over. He then slides into the ring, eyeing his former mentor Low, and walks around to each side with the flag hanging over his shoulder as he encourages the crowd. He watches his opponent as he rolls up the flag and drops it outside the ring. He then removes his ring jacket and drops it to the floor as well. He moves to the center of the ring and removes the World title belt from around his waist and then holds it in the air in one hand as the crowd lets out thunderous cheers, all the while staring right at his opponent. He lowers the belt and hands it over to the referee, Chuck Ford, then walks over towards the corner opposite Low and watches him quietly as ring announcer Nick Edwards is getting ready for the formal introductions.)

EDWARDS: "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the Three Stages of Hell Match for the AWA World Heavyweight Championship. The first fall will be contested under Texas Bullrope stipulations. The second fall will be contested under Ladder Match stipulations. And should a third fall be neccessary, it will be contested under Hell in a Cell stipulations!"

(The fans cheer the announcement while Logan and Low just stare at each other. As Nick Edwards continues his introduction, the boos intensify for Low.)

EDWARDS: "Introducing the challenger. From New York City, New York. Weighing in at 243 pounds. He is the 11-time World Heavyweight Champion and the reigning AWA No Limits Champion... ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, THE LEGENDARY LOW!"

(The boos get even louder as Low arrogantly spins around. The boos quickly turn to cheers as Nick Edwards continues.)

EDWARDS: "And his opponent. From Toronto, Ontario, Canada, Weighing in at 208 pounds. He is the current, reigning AWA World Heavyweight Champion... ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, 'CHAOS STRYKE' LOGAN ALEXANDER!"

(The crowd erupts with cheers as Logan raises a single arm. Referee Chuck Ford puts the rope around Logan's wrist, then around Low's wrist, then he calls for the opening bell.)

HS: "And the match is underway! Just for clarification - the winner of this fall is the first man to drag his opponent around the ring and touch all four turnbuckle pads first."

(Logan starts off by trying to pull Low towards him, but Low is holding steady and the two have a stalemate. Suddenly, however, Logan lunges forward and tackles Low to the mat, raining punches on him to the delight of the Wembley crowd. Low manages to escape and wants to roll out of the ring, but Logan pulls on the bullrope and backs Low into a corner, where he follows with more punches that send the No Limits Champion down to the mat.)

HS: "Logan with a furious start here!"

(Low now manages to roll out of the ring in the corner, but Logan follows him on the other side of the ringpost. Logan pulls the bullrope again and sends Low crashing shoulder-first into the ringpost. Logan slides around the ringpost to Low's side of the ring and follows up with more punches, but Low is fighting back and the two engage in an all-out fistfight in front of the ringside fans. Low gets the upperhand with a knee to Logan's stomach, then smashes him head-first into the barricade. he takes the bullrope and goes to whip Logan with it, but Logan ducks and then slams Low head onto the announce table.)

FJ: "Get him away from my notes!"

HS: "You have notes?"

(What Logan doesn't see is that Low has grabbed the cowbell of the bullrope. As Logan goes to pick Low up, the challenger nails the champion right across the forehead with the cowbell. Logan drops like he was shot.)

FJ: "Zing."

(Low pulls Logan up and rolls him into the ring. He follows him and takes the bullrope and this time he is successful in whipping Logan across the back with it. After taking three whips with the rope, however, Logan connects with a quick forearm to Low's face and then with a pinpoint dropkick that sends Low down to the mat. Logan then goes for a springboard moonsault, but Low gets his knees up and Logan crashes. Standing doubled over, Logan is met by another shot to the head with the cowbell that sends him through the ropes and out of the ring. Low follows him and wraps the rope around Logan's neck to choke him.)

HS: "Low is making good use of the rope and the bell as a weapon here and now business is picking up."

FJ: "Pull harder, Low, pull harder!" <ü>HS: "You're despicable."

(Logan is struggling and gasping for air, but he manages to run towards the ringsteps and then drop down, causing Low to crash head-first and with a loud thud into the ringsteps. Now it is Logan who is using the bullrope to his advantage, getting revenge by whipping Low with it now. He then ties the rope around Low's neck and begins to choke him as well, but before too long he just throws him over the barricade. Surrounded by members of security and rabid British fans, Logan keeps on whipping Low before grabbing the cowbell and nailing Low across the head. Logan now begins to walk Low back towards the ring, but Low holds on to the rope and Irish whips Logan into a row of fans!)

HS: "Security, step in there and protct our fans!"

FJ: "More importantly, protect our employer from costly legal action."

(Low has once again wrapped the rope around Logan's neck and chokes him, with some success, as Logan appears to be fading away between two rows of rabid fans. Low then pulls Logan up, still choking him, and drags him through several rows of fans until they get near the huge King Of The Kage Wembley stage. Low nonchalantly throws Logan over the barricade and now the two are in the aisle. Logan is trying to struggle free with a series of shots to Low's kidneys and stomach, but Low pulls the rope tighter and ends Logan's short offensive. Logan's face is beginning to turn blue and Low seems to take great pleasure in showing Logan his own blue face on one of the screens on the stage.)

HS: "Somebody needs to step in now before any serious damage is done to Logan Alexander. Low is cutting off the oxygen and blood flow to the World Champion's brain."

FJ: "Maybe that will teach him not to pick any violent stipulation against The Greatest Sports Legend Alive."

(Low goes to whip Logan into the huge screen, but Logan manages to reverse the momentum and sends Low crashing into the screen! The crowd explodes. The screen is shattered and glass is scattered across the stage now. As the camera focuses on Low's head we can see a small cut on his forehead. Logan is determined to turn this from a small cut into a crimson mask as he mounts Low and hits him with the cowbell... and a second time... a third time... a fourth time... and a fifth time. Logan gets up and raises the cowbell into the air to loud cheers, while the camera focuses on a bloody Legendary Low.)

HS: "Logan is no slouch when it comes to brawling either, and he's proved it by drawing first blood on The Legendary Low."

(Logan now waits for Low to regain his footing and as he does, Logan wraps his arms around Low's waist and takes him over and a good portion down the ramp with a thunderous German suplex! The crowd roars. Logan then proceeds to whip Low with the rope, forcing back towards the ring.)

HS: "Logan is whipping Low like a dog and forcing him to the ring, the only place where he can finish this Bullrope Match."

FJ: "Why would you whip a dog, Herb? You're so heartless!"

(As the two reach the ringside area we can see several welts on Low's back. The bloody Low is stumbling onto the protective mat, but Logan shows no mercy, pulls him up and whips him into the ringsteps once again. Logan rolls Low back into the ring and follows up with a series of punches to Low's head, but Low is trying to fight back and the two engage in a fistfight. Logan gets the upperhand and then goes into the ropes, but Low is able to counter with a spinning backwards punch, aka uraken. He then grabs Logan's head and connects with a series of Kawada kicks, before dropping on the mat to catch his breath.)

HS: "Low has managed to catch a break, but he's already suffered a great amount of punishments at the hands of Logan."

FJ: "He needs to pull himself up now, this is only the first of three stages of hell!"

(And Low is indeed able to pull himself up. He wraps the rope around Logan's neck once again and chokes away on him, dragging him towards the corner. Low nails Logan with the cowbell once more, sending him down, and then climbs to the top rope, basically hanging Logan now!)

HS: "Chuck Ford should step in there and..."

FJ: "No, he shouldn't! Logan wanted this match and these are the rules."

(Logan appears to be slipping away, but suddenly he reaches up and grabs Low by the hair. He pulls him over his head and slams him off the top rope. Both men are now lying in the middle of the ring. Despite being slammed off the ropes a moment earlier, Low is the first one to stir, but Logan follows him closely. As both men regain their footing, Low is the first man to grab the cowbell and he nails Logan in the head with it one more time. Logan staggers into the ropes and then is met by a kick to the stomach and the Low Stunner!)

FJ: "He got it! He got it full force!"

HS: "Now he needs to drag him to all four corners and he has the first fall won!"

(And Low is indeed trying to do that. He shortens the rope and wraps it around Logan's neck, then goes to the first corner and slaps it. However, Low doesn't notice that Logan is slapping the turnbuckle pad behind his back.)

FJ: "Oh no, we've sen this hundreds of times. Pay attention, Low!"

(Low slaps the second turnbuckle pad, and so does Logan. We can see the air slowly leaving Logan's body, but he manages to hit the third turnbuckle right after Low does. Low finally realizes what has been going on behind his back and he immediately grabs the cowbell and tries to knock Logan down, but Logan manages to struggle free from the bullrope and hits Low with a superkick. He then jumps over Low's fallen body and slaps the final turnbuckle pad!)

HS: "He did it! Logan did it! He won the first fall, he defeated Low in the Texas Bullrope Match, and now he is one step closer to his goal of defending against a bonafide superstar."

EDWARDS: "The winner of the Texas Bullrope Match - Logan Alexander!"

(The crowd goes nuts for Logan, who raises his hands while the referee takes the bullrope off of his and Low's wrists. Low is holding his jaw, blood smearing his hands. Several stagehands come down to bring some ladders down to ringside, plaing them against the barricade, and mounting one at the end of the aisle. In the meantime, referee Chuck Ford has taken the AWA World title belt and it is now suspended high above the ring. Low is getting back to his feet as Ford calls for the bell to signal the start of the second fall.)

HS: "And the Ladder Match is underway. The rules are simple - the first man to climb the ladder and retrieve the belt will be the winner. And Logan Alexander now has a one-fall advantage."

(With both men having been able to rest, Low just charges at Logan and the two men tumble out of the ring where they once again engage in a fistfight. Low rams Logan's back against the barricade, then clothesline him over it and once again into the crowd. Low follows Logan, but Logan is able to grab a chair from a very animated fan and hit Low over the head with it. Logan then mounts Low and hits a series of right fists to Low's head, but Low counters with a low blow that makes Logan crumble to the cemen floor. Low now takes the chair and waits for Logan to get back up. As Logan does, Low throws the chair at Logan and nails him right in the side of the head with it.)

HS: "It wouldn't surprise me one bit if that caused Logan a concussion."

(Low follows up with another chairshot right to Logan's head. Referee Chuck Ford tells Low to at least take it back to ringside, but Low ignores him. Logan, however, has recovered enough to start another fistfight with Low, but Low gets the upperhand with a headbutt that staggers Logan, but Logan charges Low and spears him into a row of fans. As Logan backs off, Low runs at him, but Logan counters with a drop toe-hold that sends Low face-first onto an unfolded chair, leaving a blood stain on the custom AWA King Of The Kage 2008 folding chair.)

HS: "This will be a great piece of memorabilia for this fan, as the people here in the first few rows in London get to take their chairs back home."

FJ: "He should ask Low to sign it and auction it off on eBay."

(Low is back up and Logan with another series of fists, but Low is hitting back. The fists turn into open slaps. The slaps turn into an exchange of knife edge chops, each of them accompanied by the crowd's "Wooooo". The chops turn into forearms to the head, until finally Logan hits a series of three forearms, picks up a chair and once again nails Low with it across the head. Before Low has any chance to slump to the ground, Logan grabs him and hiptosses him over the barricade back to ringside. Logan takes a chair with him and slides it into the ring.)

HS: "Man this was intense. And dangerous, very dangerous."

(Logan now picks up the ladder mounted in the aisle and slides it into the ring. He puts it up and begins to climb, but Low is there and pulls him off. The two engage in yet another exchange of fists, but Logan is getting the upperhand. He then goes into the ropes, but Low ducks and connects with a Yakuza kick that sends Logan into the corner. Low takes the ladder and tries to smash Logan in the corner with it, but Logan gets out of the way and then rams Low's head into the ladder, which is now mounted in the corner. Logan Irish whips Low across the ring and follows with a running forearm in the corner. He then goes to irish whip Low across the ring and onto the ladder again, but Low reverses and connects with a series of loud knife edge chops.)

FJ: "Look at that! These chops are actually causing Logan's chest to have small bleeding cuts."

HS: "Yes, but nothing compared to the gusher Logan caused on Low's head earlier on."

(Logan returns the favor with a series of forearms that back Low up against the ladder. Low turns around and rests his head against the ladder, covering the back of his head in order to escape from Logan's onslaught of forearms, but to no avail. Suddenly, Low forecfully pushes the ladder into the ropes and then ducks beneath it, causing the ladder to ricochet into Logan's face real fast.)

HS: "Oh my god!"

FJ: "And look at that, this busted Logan's eyebrow open! He's bleeding like a stuck pig now!"

(And indeed blood is trickling down Logan's face and onto the mat. Low pulls the ladder back into the middle of the ring and then rams Logan's head into it once again. Low then begins to climb the ladder, but before he even gets halfway up, Logan is back up, pulls Low down and connects with the LA Shockwave implant DDT. Both men are on the ground now, but Logan is up first and slowly starts climbing the ladder. This time it is Low who pulls Logan off the ladder and Low goes for the Low Stunner, but Logan spins out of it and goes for the Chaotic Collision STO, but Low elbows out of it and goes into the ropes. Logan counters with a jawbreaker, then picks Low up for the Chaotic Inversion reverse DVD, but Low struggles free, lands behind Logan and connects with a lung blower. The crowd gives this exchange a round of applause.)

HS: "This is a fact that is easily forgotten considering the brawl these two delivered here tonight - they are quick and excellent wrestlers that can counter an opponent at any second."

(Logan is now near the ropes and using them to slowly pull himself up, but Low doesn't notice that as he tries to climb the ladder again. As he is halfway up, Logan jumps up and delivers a springboard dropkick off the top rope that sends Low crashing off the ladder. Logan tries to seize the moment and begins to climb the ladder himself, but not without adjusting its position first. But Low is there and pulls Logan off and the two engage in another of their spirited fistfights. Low is getting the upperhand and connects with a palm strike that almost knocks Logan out, but Low holds on to Logan's tanktop to deliever a big forearm to the head, then a second one, and then he spins around and nails Logan with a roaring elbow. Low takes the ladder and puts it into the corner of the ring so that it basically functions like a ramp to the top rope, then drags Logan towards it. He pulls Logan up, Irish whips him, but then holds on to him, trying to hit a spinebuster onto the ladder, but Logan counters with a DDT. Logan now pulls Low up and whips him into the corner on the opposite side of the ladder. He goes for on Irish whip into the ladder, but Low reverses, yet Logan reverses again into the initial corner. He jumps up and nails Low with an enzuigiri that staggers Low into the middle of the ring, then comes from behind and hits a bulldog onto the ladder that is mounted in the corner.)

FJ: "Holy shit!"

HS: "This looked like it reopened Low's cut on his forehead!"

(And indeed Low is producing some new red plasma. Logan now rolls out of the ring and slides THREE ladders into the ring. Back inside he picks one up and uses it as a battering ram against Low's head. He then starts to contruct something as he mounts two ladders opposing each other, and then puts a third one horizontally between them about halfway up. He then takes the original ladder and puts it up in the corner, before returning to the bloody Low.)

FJ: "What does he have in mind?"

HS: "I have no idea, but it looks like it has the potential to be very painful."

(Logan pulls Low up and drags him towards the ladder standing in the corner. Logan begins to climb with his back facing the ladder and he's pulling Low up by the hair on the other side. He then hooks Low's head and looks to the crowd for approval, which he is getting unconditionally.)

HS: "The fans go nuts as it seems as if Logan is setting Low up for a superplex off the ladder and onto the ladder construction that he built in the middle of the ring!"

FJ: "You have to get away from this, Low!"

(But to no avail. Logan does indeed lift Low up and the crowd roars as he takes him over with a superplex off the ladder and onto the ladder placed between two other ladders on the middle of the ring. The ladder is bent into V-form and Low is shaking like a fish out of water, holding his back and screaming in pain. The crowd responds with a "holy shit"-chant.)

FJ: "Oh my god, this superplex just has taken years off of Low's career, if not his life!"

HS: "I agree with that assessment and Low will really struggle to get back into this match - if he even has any time left, as Logan is positioning one of the ladders right beneath the World title belt!"

(And indeed, undetected by Low, Logan slowly begins to climb the ladder, as the superplex has taken a lot out of him as well. Low is still screaming in pain and holding his back. Logan is now getting closer and closer to the World title belt and the fans cheer him on, chanting his name. Low now grabs the chair that Logan slid into the ring earlier and uses it as a help to get back to his feet. Logan now is almost at the top of the ladder, only a few inches removed from the belt. Low is finally back in a vertical position, screaming in pain as he straightens his back for the first time after that thunderous superplex onto the ladder. The referee taps Low onto the shoulder, apparently asking him if he is able to continue, but Low mistakes Chuck Ford for Logan Alexander and suddenly spins around and nails him with the chair right across the head!)

FJ: "The referee is down!"

HS: "Low thought Logan was going to attack him from behind and nailed him with a chairshot, only it was referee Chuck Ford that he nailed."

FJ: "But look at Logan!"

(In the meantime, Logan has reached the top of the ladder and is about to retrieve the belt! Just as Low sees this he runs at the ladder and pushes it over. Logan tries to hold on to the belt and not take the fall and in doing so, he retrieves the belt, but the ladder does fall over, causing Logan to fall off, over the top rope and onto the announce table!)

HS & FJ: "AHHHHHH!"

(Herb and Frank manage to jump out of the way just before Logan crashes from several feet high in the air right onto and through their table, shattering it into a million pieces and drawing another "holy shit"-chant from the crowd.)

HS: "Frank? Frank, are you there? Can you hear me?"

FJ: "I'm fine, but you can't say the same thing about Logan Alexander."

HS: "But he's got the World title belt in his hands! He's the winner of this fall and thus of this match!"

FJ: "Bullshit! He was lucky! He tried to hold on for dear life, that's what tore the belt off! Besides, referee Chuck Ford is still down and out."

(An exhausted Low does realize what the situtation is. He waves to somebody in the back and the crowd boos loudly as Deborah Stone-Kowalczyk - dressed in a gray business suit - comes running down the ramp and the aisle.)

HS: "What is she doing here? The match is over!"

FJ: "No, it isn't! The referee is down and out! So is Logan!"

HS: "But he's got the belt in his hands!"

(As Deborah nears the end of the long Wembley aisle, Low drags himself out of the ring, still holding his hurting back. He pulls Logan up, just a bit, and then proceeds to punt him right into the side of the head. Low then grabs the World title belt and rolls back into the ring. There, Deborah has grabbed a bottle of water from a ringside attendant and is pouring its content over the head of referee Chuck Ford. A few rough slaps to his head finally make him regain his consciousness enough to see that Low is in the ring and holding the belt in his hand. Ford calls for the bell before he slumps back on the mat.)

HS: "What?? What a miscarriage of justice! Logan had this fall, this MATCH won!"

FJ: "He just got the belt in his hands by being lucky, whereas Low got it in his hand by being smart."

HS: "This is a travesty, a real travesty. Deborah Stone-Kowalczyk has no business being at ringside."

FJ: "Of course she does, she's his manager!"

(As stagehands clear the ring of the ladder carnage Logan and Low left behind, ring announcer Nick Edwards announces the official's decision.)

EDWARDS: "Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the Ladder Match - The Legendary Low!"

(The crowd boos like mad. Deborah is helping Low up, rubbing his shoulders and his hurting back. An official has come to ringside to help the referee back up. Apparently Chuck Ford thinks he can continue officiating this match. More stagehands are bringing a regular wooden table to ringside so that Herb and Frank can call the action better.)

HS: "I still don't like how this fall ended one bit."

FJ: "Don't worry, we're getting a new table right now."

HS: "That's not the reason! Anyway, Logan is slowly crawling back towards the ring and it seems like our helpers are almost done clearing the ring of the ladders and putting up our new table. We've gotten word that referee Chuck Ford CANNOT continue officiating this match, so we are only waiting for his replacement Stu Abbott to arrive... and for the Cell to be lowered for the first time tonight."

FJ: "Logan versus Low, Hell in a Cell, deciding fall for the World Heavyweight title, NOW!"

(Ominous music begins to play as the Cell is being lowered. Stu Abbott has arrived in the meantime and has taken the World title belt away from Low. Deborah Stone-Kowalczyk has to stand outside the Cell and Logan and Low are resting in opposite corners of the ring. Both men have been busted open during the previous two falls and both men have taken incredible punishment, especially during the Ladder Match. But they are both able to pull themselves up as Abbott calls for the bell.)

HS: "And now, regular rules apply - pinfall or submission. But it's not just a regular match, this is Hell in a Cell, a rematch from King Of The Kage one year ago. And after their previous battles, I am sure Low knows he needs to avoid making mistakes and Logan knows he needs to avoid the Low Standard."

(Logan and Low now slowly walk to the middle of the ring. There is electricity in the crowd as these two battleworn and bloody warriors don't take their eyes off each other as they inch closer and closer. Finally, Logan starts the final fall as he once again starts nailing Low with punches to the head and Low counters with punches of his own, going into another fistfight. The two get entangled with each other and then tumble out of the ring, where they continue their fistfight. Low tries to smash Logan into the Cell, but Logan holds on, then elbows Low into the stomach and then smashes Low's head into the Cell, again and again and again and again! Logan doesn't stop smashing Low's head into the cage, forcing the referee to get between them and telling Logan to back off.)

HS: "Why does he have to back off? There are no rules!"

FJ: "Come on, Herb, these are human beings! The referee has a responsibility for them."

HS: "But it was okay when Low choked Logan with a rope, huh?"

FJ: "Ya."

(As Logan engages in a discussion with Abbott, Low suddenly comes up from behind and nails Logan with a chop block. Logan is holding his leg in agony and a replay shows us that he landed awkwardly on his leg, seemingly hurting his knee or his hamstring. On the outside, Deborah is clapping for Low. Low realizes he immediately has to capitalize on the situation, so he picks Logan up for a kneebreaker, but instead he smashes Logan's knee into the wall of the Cell. Low then takes the upper half of the ringsteps off and puts Logan's injured leg onto the lower half. Low then picks up the heavy upper half again and smashes it against Logan's leg.)

HS: "And now Low is doing what he does best, taking advantage of a slight distraction, a slight mistake and then picking apart a bodypart of his opponent, using the Cell for maximum effect."

(Logan is screaming in pain after the attack with the ringsteps, but Low shows no mercy as he zooms in on the leg and just stomps away at it. Finally, Low rolls Logan back into the ring and then reaches under the ring and retrieves another steel chair. He follows Logan into the ring and hits the leg with the chair. The crowd boos, but Low stays focused as he hits the leg for a second time. Low goes for a third chairshot, but Logan jumps up with his good leg and connects with a forearm to Low's head. Logan whips Low into the ropes and then picks him up for a Samoan drop, but Low manages to slide off his shoulders and goes into the ropes, but Logan explodes with a quick spear that sends Low down to the mat)

HS: "Even after this grueling match, even with an injured leg, Logan is still a force to be reckoned with."

(Waiting for Low to get back up, Logan picks up the chair and as Low regains his footing, he is quickly sent back to the canvas by a chairshot to the head. He then takes Low and throws him over the top rope and out of the ring, before following him, favoring his injured leg. Logan grabs Low and once again repeatedly smashes Low's head into the Cell. Before Abbott can interject himself once again, Logan pushes Low's face into the Cell. The outside camera focuses on Low's face being pressed into the mesh, blood staining the previously stainless steel. Low is screaming in agony, but Logan sees this as an invitation to rake Low's head across the Cell, undoubtedly shredding more skin off the challenger's face. Logan releases his grip and Low sinks to the ground.)

HS: "Despite an injured leg, Logan Alexander has found his way back into the match."

FJ: "Well, he is the World Champion for a reason."

(Logan is now positioning the ringsteps between the Cell and the ring and climbs up. Deborah tries to warn Low, but as Low turns around, Logan jumps off with the LA Ascension blockbuster neckbreaker. Logan then pulls Low up, grabs him by the hair and now he smashes the back of Low's head into the Cell, again and again and again. He then reaches around Low's waist and then repeatedly smashes him into the corner of the Cell, back-first into the support of the Cell's frame. He takes a few steps back and charges Low, looking to spear him into the Cell, but Low sidesteps him and Logan rams his head and shoulder into the Cell.)

FJ: "Oh, the shoulder! Low needs to apply the Low Standard NOW!"

(And that's what Low seemingly wants to do as he rolls Logan back into the ring and waits for him to get up. Low reaches around and applies the crossface-chicken wing on Logan. He rams his knee into Logan's injured leg, but Logan fights the hold, he fights the Low Standard that cost him last year's King Of The Kage finals. Willed on by his fans, Logan manages to break free and take Low over with a snapmare, but before he can mount his own offense, Low simply kicks Logan's injured leg and Logan drops to the mat. Low once again stalks Logan and waits for him to get up. As he does, Low goes for the Low Stunner, but Logan pushes him off into the ropes, kicks him in the gut and then takes him over with the LA overload Canadian destroyer. Logan covers but only gets a VERY close two-count.)

HS: "This was close."

FJ: "But it can't have done Logan's leg too many favors either."

(Low is on his knees and Logan connects with a series of flat kicks to Low's chest, followed by repeated right fists to the challenger's forehead. Logan then grabs Low and whips him into the corner. The momentum takes Low over the top rope and outside the ring, even crashing face-first into the Cell. Logan follows him to the outside and picks up the ringsteps. Logan charges Low, wanting to use the steps as a battering ram, but his injured leg buckles and Logan falls over, the steps falling onto his head and upper body. Low seizes the moment and rolls Logan back into the ring, then lifts the base of the steps up and puts the steps into the ring as well. Low walks over to Logan, but Logan with another drop toe-hold and this time Low falls face-first into the ring steps.)

HS: "This match is going back and forth now, with both men visibly fatigued by now."

(Logan signals that he wants to end this now and the crowd approves. He grabs Low from behind and connects with a German suplex. He holds on and connects with a second one. He then pulls Low up the third time, but picks him up and connects with a Death Valley Driver.)

HS: "Chaotic Revolution! Chaotic Revolution!"

FJ: "And now he goes for the Perfect Chaos Theory!"

(Indeed Logan applies the half-turned Sharpshooter and is successful in fully applying it! Low is screaming in pain and the crowd senses that this could be the end, but Low isn't willing to easily submit, he rarely submit. Suddenly, his arm goes up and it appears as if he's tapping out, but instead he is able to grab Logan's injured leg and pull it back, causing Logan to fall down and forcing him to release the Perfect Chaos Theory. Low is able to float over and pick up Logan's legs, going for the Low Profile, but Logan manages to roll Low up in a small package and he gets 1..... 2..... 3! NO! No! Low kicked out! Low kicked out JUST before Stu Abbott's hand hit the mat for the third time. Both men are back up and Low connects with the Low Stunner! He covers and gets 1..... 2..... 3! Yes! NO! Logan also kicked out JUST before the count of three. The crowd is going insane at this point, while Deborah Stone-Kowalczyk is a nervous wreck outside of the Cell.)

HS: "We're nearing the end here, Frank, both men are urgently trying to finish this now and take the belt home with them!"

FJ: "And Low is frustrated."

(Indeed he is, but he doesn't waste too much time either. He goes to pick Logan up, but Logan grabs Low's leg and pulls him down into an ankle lock, but Low rolls through Logan's legs and the momentum causes Logan to drop face-first onto the ringsteps, where he stays face down. Low now wants to seal the deal. He grabs the steel chair and smashes it across the back of the head of Logan, sandwiching his head between the steps and the chair in a sort-of-conchairto. He then proceeds to take the chair and repeatedly jab the edge of the chair into both of Logan's legs, particularly the injured one. Logan now rolls around on the mat, screaming in pain, but Low doesn't relent, smashing the the flat side of the chair across both of Logan's legs as well.)

HS: "He's relentless, Low is absolutely relentless! This could do some serious damage to Logan's health and his career!"

FJ: "And his title reign!"

(Wooooooo! Low uses the trademark battlecry of his idol as he finally drops the chair, pulls Logan into the middle of the ring and picks up one leg.)

HS: "It seems like he is going for the figure four leglock, or as he calls it, the..."

FJ: "THANK YOU, RIC! THANK YOU, RIC! THANK YOU, RIC!"

(And indeed Low spins around and applies the TYR! on Logan Alexander. Logan is screaming in agony now. He's trying to rob towards the ropes, but Low positioned him in the center of the ring. Logan has suffered too much punishment to drag himself AND Low to the ropes.)

HS: "Logan Alexander is once again valiantly fighting Low's submission hold, just like he did one year ago. The fans are clapping for Logan like mad and chanting his name, but it will it be enough?"

FJ: "History can be made here, history can repeat itself!"

CROWD: "Logan! Logan! Logan! Logan! Logan!"

(Logan lets out almost primal screams of "noooooo", while Low yells at him to "tap the f*** out". Deborah is pounding the Cell, trying to will her charge to victory. Low is pulling back on the hold, shuffling his weight, pushing his upper body up in order to apply more pressure, have more leverage. Logan is shaking his head, he's biting his fingers, he doesn't want to give up. He puts both of his fists over his face, his screams turning more and more into desperate cries. Finally, Logan Alexander has no choice but to tap out.)

HS: "It's over! It's over!"

FJ: "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

(Referee Stu Abbott calls for the bell and the crowd immediately reacts with a micture of disappointment, hatred, love and respect, all at once, for both competitors. Low releases the TYR! and sinks to the mat, as he is exhausted as well. Logan immediately holds his legs and Abbott wants to tend to him, but both Low and Deborah yell at him to open the door, as Deborah has grabbed the World title belt from Nick Edwards. Abbott does as he is told and Deborah storms into the ring. She helps Low up and the two hug as she hands Low his 12th AWA World Heavyweight title.)

FJ: "Say what you will, Herb, he deserved this win!"

HS: "He didn't deserve to win the second fall."

FJ: "So? Logan got lucky on the first one. The Legendary Low is once YOUR World Champion!"

("Ode To Joy" begins to play as close to 80.000 applaud the effort put forward by both men. Abbott has helped Logan to his feet and the two men lock eyes. The crowd heavily cheers for Logan and his fighting spirit, but the cheers quickly turn into boos as Low flips Logan the middle finger and the camera picks him up saying "get the f**** out of MY ring". There is real disdain in Logan's eyes, but he and Abbott finally leave the ring. Low raises the World title belt high above his head.)

HS: "The Legendary Low has won inside a cage once again. He defeated Logan Alexander to become the AWA World Heavyweight Champion for the 12th time. Terrific."

FJ: "It really, is, isn't it, Herb?"

HS: "Yeah, right. But coming up next, we are going to find out who is going to challenge Low for the AWA World title at Classic 2008 when Classic Goes America - Brian Stevens or Terry James?"

(Low and Deborah hug and then Low raises the World title once more to LOUD boos from the crowd, before we cut away.)

(We head to ringside and rejoin Herb Summers and Frank Jackson, both men wide-eyed and grinning ear-to-ear. It's been a spectacular night and their faces show it. They sit behind their new makeshift announce table – a wooden folding table – with monitors and papers scattered about.)

HS: "Ladies and gentlemen, this year's King of the Kage Pay Per View has been nothing short of spectacular."

FJ: "You can say that again."

HS: "We've seen some insanely competitive matches in both Bracket A and Bracket B and – as you can see – we just crowned a new World Heavyweight Champion..."

FJ: "TWELVE TIMES, baby!"

HS: "The Legendary Low – like him or hate him – proved tonight why he is consider one of the very best this sport has ever seen. "

FJ: "A valiantly effort shown by Logan Alexander but he just couldn't stop the onslaught of the most decorated World Champion in AWA history."

HS: "Well, we transition from the most decorated World Champion to the most dominant. Folks, it is now time for the KING OF THE KAGE FINALS and tonight's MAIN EVENT!"

(We go backstage and see a split screen shot of both "The Sensational" Brian Stevens and "The Storm" Terry James walking towards the gorilla position, mentally preparing themselves for their match. The fans roar in appreciation and anticipation as both men walk with a purpose.)

("The Sensational" Brian Stevens looks exhausted yet rested. A weird contradiction, but none-more-appropriate words could be used to describe the Punk Rock Phenom. His eyeliner has been redone and his cold blue eyes seem stern and focused as he fidgets with his ring jacket slightly.)

("The Storm" Terry James seems upbeat yet contemplative as he comfortably saunters towards his destination. A white towel is wrapped around the shoulders and neck of TJ as he walks the hallowed halls of Wembley Stadium, marching towards his destiny.)

HS: "Both men seem focused, Frank. Both men seem – just from what we're seeing now – to realize what's at stake tonight. Both men seem to be ready to give their all – to give these fans who have sold out and packed Wembley Stadium the fight of their lives."

FJ: "They'll need to bring everything they have because – based on what we've seen tonight – neither man will falter. Never man is going to back down. This is what they've trained weeks for and this is what they both swore they'd win. THIS is what makes King of the Kage so special."

HS: "The Legendary Low. Whisper. "Dark Warrior" Jeff Christianson. Drake Hyde. Sabotage. Black Dragon. "Haunt" Nightmist. One of these men, be it Brian Stevens or Terry James, will add their name to this list of immortals. Only one of these men will have their name live on in infamy!"

FJ: "Sabotage used the King of the Kage tournament and the resulting momentum from the win to capture his first World Championship from Theoren Spencer at the Summer Shootout. Low used the King of the Kage tournament to rise to prominence in 2001 while the tournament itself has ultimately led Low to THREE World Championships – including his first. Black Dragon used his King of the Kage win to beat The Hangman on our old Xplosion telecast. Drake Hyde had perhaps his last big win in the AWA come at King of the Kage 2003 when he beat Nightmist whereas Nightmist – as the "Haunt" – went on to learn from his loss to Hyde to win one of the two King of the Kage tournaments – the Shock tournament – against Brian Williams while Jeff Christianson won the Xplosion tournament, defeating Michael Stevens. Both men would go on to win the World Championships on their respective brands."

HS: "In 2005, Whisper defeated Schizm to win the vacant AWA World Title in this very tournament."

FJ: "And like I said prior, Low went on to win both the 2006 and 2007 King Of The Kage. He beat Brian Stevens in the 06 final and retired Brian Williams at Classic to also win the World Title. In 2007 – last year – Low beat Logan Alexander – not unlike tonight – and used the King of the Kage title shot to screw his stable mate Brian Stevens out of the vacated World Title at Wrestlefest. THAT leads us to tonight."

HS: "The winner of tonight's King of the Kage final will get a GUARANTEED World Title shot at the most prestigious Pay Per View of them all – CLASSIC. The winner of tonight's Hell in a Cell match will become the number one contender to the new World Champion, Low, and is contractually guaranteed his right to compete for that belt at CLASSIC in the Main Event!"

FJ: "Brian Stevens and Low have a wealth of history and an infinite amount of bad blood. Tonight may very well be the only shot Brian Stevens gets to finally extract his revenge on Low and get him one-on-one in the ring...and what better stage to hold that bout than CLASSIC?"

HS: "Meanwhile, Terry James is a fairytale comeback story that seems almost too good to be true. He's a man who left the AWA to find himself, realize his potential, and he came back to the AWA after a long hiatus and has been nothing short of impressive since coming back. He lost two very competitive World Title matches to Logan Alexander and seems poised to break out at any moment. Could TONIGHT be that night? He already beat one legend in Nathan Hawthorne-Lee – he's fresh from a second round bye – can he make it TWO legends in one night?"

FJ: "He's fresh and he's got a fire burning inside him that could very well put Stevens down for the count, upsetting the former World Champion and beginning a new legacy within the AWA – the legacy of "The Storm".

(We end the split screen and solely focus on Brian Stevens. Stevens turns down the gorilla position and we see many AWA staffers – producers and agents – watch the Strong Style Legend walk down the long dark tunnel. Finally, Stevens reaches the end of the tunnel and the preparation/staging area just behind the entrance curtain. Waiting there for Brian is his girlfriend – the breathtakingly beautiful Kayla Olson. Stevens smiles as the two hug.)

HS: "Kayla Olson, the girlfriend of the Punk Rock Phenom."

FJ: "They've been together for seven months, Summers. She's been there since just before Brian was forced to vacate the World Championship and she was the only person Brian took with him when he was fired from the AWA by Low. She traveled to Japan with Stevens. She traveled to Brazil with Stevens. By some miracle, she even stayed with him after he took her to Mexico so that he could train within the ELL promotion. THAT is dedication."

HS: "Kayla telling her man good luck...he'll need it tonight."

FJ: "Agreed. Things are not favorable for him at this point so he'll need all the luck he can get."

(Kayla looks Brian deep in the eyes and tells him good luck before reaching over Stevens' shoulders, grabbing the hood on his ring jacket and pulling it over his head. Kayla gives the now-hooded Stevens one final kiss for good luck and walks off.)

(We transition back inside Wembley Stadium and take in a rabid crowd...)

CROWD: "STEVENS! STEVENS! STEVENS!"

(The lights in the stadium slowly - one by one - die out until there is nothing; just darkness.)

HS: "Here we go, Frank!"

FJ: "This place is going to go nuts!"

(The fans within Wembley Stadium go absolutely berserk in anticipation of the Punk Rock Phenom. Finally - suddenly - the pulsating intro of "Into the Blinding Light" by Thursday hits and the fans go crazy. With every pulse of the song's intro, a series of bright blinding white lights flash in time. Violently, the songs pulsating intro kicks into the hammering of guitars as wind and smoke chaotically collect, swirl and clash on the entrance stage.)

HS: "He prevailed over Jason Storm! He triumphed over Jeff Christianson! Both matches were competitive and both match saw Brian Stevens do what he does best – win. Can Brian Stevens pull it off tonight? Can Brian Stevens work his way through one more match?"

FJ: "Not just any match, Herb – a Hell in a Cell match. A Hell in a Cell match against a man who has competed in one less match than him tonight in this tournament and a man who has had ample time to get his body right and recover."

HS: "If anyone can do it – if anyone has proven he can defy the odds and overcome the impossible – it's this man – Brian Stevens."

(From the "O" tunnel, we see a figure emerge from the mayhem. It's "The Sensational" Brian Stevens - the most dominant AWA World Champion in the history of the AWA. With the hood on his ring jacket up, the Punk Rock Phenom finds his way center stage amidst the smoke and wind. The fans go nuts for Stevens; chanting his name in deafening unison. The unzipped ring jacket flaps wildly in the wind as Stevens stands and soaks in the atmosphere between the boisterous, vocal fans and the on-stage calamity.)

CROWD: "KING OF THE KAGE! KING OF THE KAGE! KING OF THE KAGE!"

HS: "If anything, Brian Stevens has one distinct advantage going into this match – the fans. Brian Stevens seems to have an almost unanimous show of support from this rabid, soccer-like crowd."

FJ: "Crowd support doesn't win matches. Terry James hopefully understands this and will be able to thrive despite of it."

HS: "This is Stevens' home, though – bare that in mind. The main event is his world – his realm. This is where he's been a majority of his career and he's been able to win with the fans cheering him rabidly or – more often – booing him."

FJ: "He feeds off of it, no doubt, but James can't let that faze him."

(Finally, Stevens throws back the hood on his ring jacket and steps forth from the smoke and wind on the entrance stage. Brian Stevens walks steady and determined towards the ring in a strong, powerful stride. Stevens ignores the fans. He simply reaches the bottom of the ramp and walks along the side of the cage towards the mesh door. AWA Referee Stu Abbott opens the door and Stevens enters and quickly – confidently - slides into the ring. The flashing lights - almost strobe-like - surround and overtake the ring as Stevens rises up from the mat and to a knee. The Strong Style Legend remains on his knee with his left arm rested low upon his left thigh as he keeps his head lowered, almost in some sort of prayer or ritual.)

HS: "Focused and determined, Brian Stevens seems ready, Frank. He seems ready to make good on his promise – his vow. He swore that he would walk out tonight King of the Kage."

FJ: "He beat Jason Storm pretty soundly in the first round quarterfinals but had a hell of a time with Jeff Christianson. He's not nearly as rested as Terry James and that will hurt him and his chances greatly."

HS: "Right now, if you had to make a call, does Brian Stevens make good on his promise tonight? Does Brian Stevens become the King of the Kage?"

FJ: "I...I don't know. I really don't. There are far too many variables."

(Finally, Stevens pops up off his knee and gets up to his feet as - simultaneously - the lights in the arena return to normal. Brian hits all four sides of the ring, screaming and playing to the fans as - each time - he balances on the center of the middle rope. Brian Stevens finally ends his pandering and finds his corner, removing his ring jacket and patiently waiting for the bell.)

HS: "What does Brian Stevens have to do tonight to win? What are his keys to victory?"

FJ: "Experience is the big one. Brian Stevens has been in the King of the Kage finals and NEARLY won the thing had Low not stabbed him with a knife to break the Front Guillotine Choke. He knows what goes into getting into this match. He's been in this same predicament before – two hard-fought matches in the bank and just the finals left to go. Brian Stevens needs to take that experience and everything he's learned and...and become since then and use that to his advantage tonight." "Stevens also needs to dictate the pace of this match. He needs to smother Terry James – not unlike what he did earlier with Jason Storm – and not let him breath, not let him think. I know Stevens is a well conditioned athlete but fatigue has to be a concern for Stevens. The sooner he can get this match done and beat the fresher Terry James, the better."

HS: "Let's head backstage where Terry James is getting ready to make his final entrance tonight in Wembley Stadium."

(Terry James – still wearing the white towel around his neck and shoulders – takes a deep, hard long breath before removing the towel from around his shoulders and tossing it aside to a stage hand. The stage hand tells Terry good luck and Terry nods, thanking him for the gesture, before walking into the gorilla position. The same AWA producers and agents that we saw prior to Stevens' entrance are still there, working diligently. Terry walks past them with a granite look of determination spread across his face. A nearby stagehand hands Terry his Canadian Flag and Terry smiles and thanks her.)

HS: "Terry James is a proud Canadian and much like every match he competes in, he will be waiving the Maple Leaf overhead proudly tonight."

FJ: "He's very patriotic and very loyal to Canada."

HS: "That was made obvious by his tag team with Xtreme Jeff – The Canucks – as well as his old stable, the ECW faction – Elite Canadian Wrestlers."

FJ: "His Canadian heritage has always been a source of pride and inspiration for James and tonight, he will be representing his country against the proud Minnesotan and part-time Japan resident in Stevens."

(Terry James reaches the preparation/staging area behind the curtain to the entrance ramp. "Into the Blinding Light" dies out in the background and we hear a loud mixed reaction. Terry James doesn't react – he doesn't flinch. Instead, Terry James does a quick Hindu squat and shakes his head, jarring it side-to-side. Terry starts unraveling the flag from around the staff...)

(We go back to the arena and take in a wide shot of the sold-out Wembley Stadium. Suddenly, the opening guitar of "Thunderstruck" by AC/DC starts to play and the fans start to chant "Na Na-Na Na Na-Na Na Na!" over and over with the all-too-familiar guitar chords. The lights in the arena flash on and off for a few seconds before staying off. On the first "Thunder" the lights starts flashing on and off again. On the second "Thunder" Terry comes out onto the stage with a Canadian flag in his hands, the crowd now cheering loudly, stopping just before the ramp.)

HS: "NICE reaction for Terry James, Frank! I'm a bit shocked!"

FJ: "Same but it's still nowhere near what Stevens' reaction was. If I were going to put a number on it, I'd say Stevens has a majority of these fans – 70 percent to TJ's 30."

HS: "Stevens is the experienced veteran – the tenured main eventer. It's expected he should be favored among the fans but Terry has to be thrilled with the support he's getting all-things-considered."

FJ: "This show of support – to me – has taken some of the wind out of Stevens' sails. I think Stevens – and I was the same way – but he had to have thought these fans were going to turn on TJ and their reaction would smother the kid and kill his confidence. That is not the case at all."

(Terry waves the flag in big swoops from side to side a few times before resting it on his shoulder and walking down the ramp. Terry slaps hands on the way down and stops in the middle of the ramp, dropping down to his knees. Terry holds his flag in the air with one arm as red and white pyro blasts in rapid succession at the top of the ramp from side to side a few times over.)

HS: "Terry James earned his way into tonight's King of the Kage main event by defeating one of the very best athlete's this company has ever known – Nathan Hawthorne-Lee. Terry James dug deep and was able to score a HUGE key win over the former three-time World Champion and was the beneficiary of AC Smith and Tyler Harrison not advancing to the next round."

FJ: "Right. TJ has had a lot of time to rest up, ice up, catch his breath and get himself right. He's had time to prepare mentally for getting into the finals. I just hope he didn't overthink things because the last thing he'll want to do in this match is second-guess himself when a bastard like Stevens is more than willing to exploit it."

(Terry then jumps to his feet and dashes down the rest of the way to the ring. Terry stops at the bottom of the ramp and slaps a few hands before heading over to Stu Abbott and entering the Hell in a Cell structure. Brian Stevens watches on from his corner as Terry James enters the cage and slides in under the bottom ropes, turning to his back and then kipping up to his feet in one fluid motion as he slides into the middle of the ring, red and white pyro going off on each ring post as he does. He then shows off his flag one more time to the crowd before placing it on the outside by his corner.)

HS: "We talked about it with Stevens; let's touch on it with "The Storm" – what does Terry James need to do tonight to beat the confident and cocky Brian Stevens?"

FJ: "Resilience is the key to winning for Terry James. He needs to pick his spots and – more importantly – capitalize on Brian Stevens' mistakes if and when he makes them. He needs to realize that Stevens is tired and sore, Terry isn't. Terry James is also going to want to buck his pride on this one – don't get into a striking competition with Stevens. Terry is going to need to let Stevens wear himself out and bow out of the ring if Stevens starts coming on strong. IF Stevens starts hot, Terry needs to cover up or bail and just let Stevens burn out his own wick."

HS: "Anything else, Frank?"

FJ: "Yeah, go for pinfalls early and often. All it takes is three seconds to win this sucker. Don't look for the finisher. Don't try and tap him out. Don't worry about the highlight reel or making it pretty. Go for bridges and school boys and roll-ups. Catch Stevens off-guard."

(AWA Senior Referee George McGreggor walks center ring and looks at both men – knowing the hell that they are about to endure. After a deep, hard breath, McGreggor calls for the bell.)

DING! DING! DING!

HS: "THERE'S THE BELL, FRANK! It's the King of the Kage final – Brian Stevens representing Bracket A versus Bracket B's Terry James!"

FJ: "Let's do this!"

(Brian Stevens and Terry James both walk out from their corners and begin circling each other as the fans erupt in cheers, anticipating this final match all night and finally getting it. Both men stare the other down and finally, both men step-up and engage in a collar-elbow tie-up. Both men jockey for position, trying to overpower and outmaneuver the other. It's Terry James who comes up with the rear hammerlock and Stevens quickly falls down and takes James over with a fireman's carry. TJ pops right back up and Stevens tries snapping off a deep arm drag, but Terry James maintains control on Stevens' wrist and takes him over with a modified toss. Stevens rolls through and TJ kips to his feet. Stevens throws a wild kick at TJ's head and James ducks. Stevens throws another at James' midsection and – again – TJ pulls back. Stevens lunges forward and narrowly misses connecting with his devastating palm strike but TJ swerves to the side and shoves Stevens back. Brian leaves his feet but also lands on them...and the son-of-a-bitch smirks. Brian Stevens smirks but he also nods his head in approval.)

HS: "Is...Brian Stevens impressed with Terry James?"

FJ: "Sure looks that way."

HS: "Stevens just threw a flurry at Terry James that very few would have been able to avoid and yet, there he is – unscathed."

FJ: "While James is obviously on top of his game, bare in mind that he's far more rested than Stevens and a second or two quicker at this point."

(Stevens throws his arm up at James, offering a knuckle-lock. James looks leery but steps up, not to be outdone. They lock one set of hands and soon-after, they lock the second. Both men barrel into each other shoulder-to-shoulder and chest-to-chest. Terry James is eventually forced down to the mat on his back and Stevens tries to leap on top of him to pin him down. James is quick to get both feet up and catches Stevens in mid-air by his hips and – showing great leg strength – James pushes Stevens off and Stevens lands on his feet while James kips up and lands perfectly – again – on his feet. Stevens is quick to fall on his own back, kick free his right hand and spins on his back, catching James off guard. Stevens kips up to his own feet while maintaining the knuckle lock/arm wringer and brings James over with a hip toss of his own. James hits hard but gets right back up...only to walk dead into a Brian Stevens headbutt. Terry James staggers and Stevens throws a STIFF kick right to the upper thigh of James' left leg. The leg of James immediately buckles but he doesn't fall, just winces. Stevens laughs and "The Storm" shakes his head and says "alright...", trying to play off the kick and get his head back on straight.)

FJ: "Both men are really feeling each other out, Herbie. Neither is holding back, neither is backing down but no one has fully committed yet, either."

HS: "James looks to be feeling out that leg after the Stevens kick."

FJ: "I'm sure it Charlie-horsed on him or knotted up really, really bad."

HS: "He should be used to it by now. Brian Stevens and Terry James have gone – with this match included - three straight weeks of competition with Brian Stevens getting the upper hand in both occasions yet NEVER actually pinning James to win the match."

FJ: "He – Stevens – could've held back during those encounters. Maybe Stevens is putting some extra force into those kicks to set the tone of this match...there's a million possibilities. I'm not Stevens – I don't know what made that kick more...accurate or stiff than usual – or the last two weeks, anyways – but it was and the look on James' face is priceless."

(James shakes off the leg and meet Stevens in the middle of the ring for another collar-elbow. This time, Brian Stevens comes out with the rear hammerlock. James is quick to hammer out with his free elbow and grab a standing side headlock. Stevens shoves James off and "The Storm" hits the ropes and – off the rebound – is met by another STIFF kick to the upper left thigh, only this time Stevens keeps firing. Brian hits a matching kick to the high right thigh and ANOTHER to the left. Terry is frozen still and Stevens quickly pedals backwards, lines up James and fires off a high kick across the chest of James. James' eyes nearly pop out of his head as he reels from the kick. Stevens winces – playing to his fans – knowing how hard he hit TJ. James turns back towards Stevens and gets hit HARD with a Stevens European Uppercut. TJ staggers back to the ropes and Stevens follows and grabs James by his hair and quickly locks in a standing Muay Thai clinch. Stevens forces James downwards and starts firing off knee shots to the face of James. After four, Stevens hits the ropes himself and sprints back off the rebound, throwing a knee at Terry's skull. James surprisingly has the wherewithal to back away and grabs Stevens with a rear waist lock. Stevens throws his head backwards quickly and catches James on the bridge of the nose. James lets go of the hold and staggers backwards. Stevens quickly throws a back kick into the gut of James and buckles James over and to his knees. Stevens grabs Storm and snapmares him over before hitting the ropes again, this time connecting with a front drop elbow ala Steve Austin. James immediately sits up, trying to get his senses about him. Brian Stevens pushes him down and covers.)

HS: "First fall attempt of the match; barely a two-count."

FJ: "But sound, smart strategy by Stevens. Go for the quick fall. Don't let this drag on because he's – as we said – been in two matches tonight compared to Terry's one. A quick, surprise fall is exactly what Stevens needs."

(Stevens brings TJ up and – again – fires off a STIFF European Uppercut. James staggers backwards and catches himself on the ropes. Stevens pursues but James lunges forward and catches Stevens in the gut with an unexpected battering ram-style headbutt. Terry grabs Stevens with a front face lock and lays a knee into Stevens' chest that sends the Strong Style Legend reeling. James explodes at Stevens but Stevens sidesteps James and grabs a rear waist lock and powers him – using James' momentum – to the ropes. James grabs the ropes and Stevens flies backwards and rolls through from the force of the rebound. Stevens pops back up to his feet and, as James turns around, Stevens DRILLS TJ with a Yakuza kick that forces James backwards and through the ropes. James lands on the apron and immediately – through sheer will – starts pulling himself up to his feet. Stevens lines up James and waits for him to find his base before uncorking a dropkick that connects with James; straight in the mush. James flies backwards and collides with the steel mesh of the cell and uses the cage to prop himself up. Stevens spreads a smile across his sly face just before he sprints to the ropes...)

HS: "It's the most electrifying suicide dive in the business! It's the signature of "The Sensational One!" It's the Tope Con H...OH MY GOD!!!"

(Brian Stevens flies through the ropes and looks to hit one of his key trademark maneuvers – the Tope Con Hilo – but Terry James dives out of the way at the last minute and as Brian somersaults at a ridiculous violent pace through the air, he crashes with the mesh and the entire panel of the cage gives way! Brian's body flies through the mesh and collides violently on the padded floor near the time keeper.)

FJ: "THAT was the break Terry James needed! THAT was what I was talking about – wait for Stevens to make a mistake. Brian Stevens just crashed and burned BIG TIME...this is Terry's chance to exploit the opportunity. This is his opportunity to break Stevens down and maybe even beat him."

HS: "Did you HEAR that thud, Frank? That cage did little-to-no good when it came to slowing down the...the velocity and momentum of Stevens! Brian's body crashed violently just to the left of us and he's barely moving, Frank."

FJ: "That'll happen when you're as...explosive as Stevens is. Just think about IF he would've connected with that Tope Con Hilo. Think about how hard and fast he came flying! Think if that connected with James...that was a huge gamble by Stevens who went all-in on that suicide dive and came out broke."

(Terry James looks back at Stevens from his hands and knees, a position he finds himself in from moving out of the way from the dive. Stevens is barely moving. Stu Abbott – the referee assigned to the door – leaves his post to check on Brian Stevens as Terry James pulls himself up – slowly – to a vertical base. Terry James shakes the cobwebs from his head before walking out the annihilated portion of the cell.)

FJ: "Smart, smart move by Terry James. The match is obviously No Disqualification and Stevens inadvertently just gave James a wealth of new toys and weapons to play with."

(James brushes Abbott aside and grabs Brian Stevens up by his short jet black hair and tries to pull him up...but Stevens is limp. James slaps Stevens across the face with a couple paintbrush strikes and finally, grabs Stevens up by the hair a second time and drags him up and immediately tosses Stevens' deadweight against the steel guard rail nearby. Stevens crumbles down to a seated position, completely out of things. "The Storm" fires off a kick to the chest of Stevens and Stevens quickly clutches both arms to his chest, wincing in pain. Terry James grabs Stevens by the head and mounts him against the guard rail, blasting away at the skull of Stevens with punch after punch.)

HS: "Terry James isn't letting Brian Stevens breathe, let-alone recover."

FJ: "If Terry James wants to be King of the Kage, he'll need to do this and more. Brian Stevens staked his very reputation that he'd go on to win tonight and you know and I know, Summers, that TJ will damn-near need to kill "The Sensational One."

(Terry James brings Stevens up to his feet and whips Stevens into the makeshift announce position. Stevens hits hard against the wood table with his side and hip.)

FJ: "CHRIST! We can't catch a goddamn break tonight, Herb!"

HS: "Terry James IS heeding your advice though, Frank! He is staying on Stevens and bringing the fight straight to the Punk Rock Phenom!"

(Terry James follows in, stalking Stevens as if he were his prey. James grabs Stevens by the back of the head and fires two STIFF elbow strikes across the base of Stevens skull before driving Stevens' head into the top of the table. Stevens falls and holds himself up – perhaps on instinct – on the table from his knees. James fires a kick to Stevens gut and Brian slides off the table and gasps for breath as we watch both Herb Summers and Frank Jackson put down their headsets and walk away cautiously from the scene of the crime. Terry James looks down on Stevens, who is crawling on his hands and knees – trying to regain something resembling composure. TJ looks at the table and finally, he rips a TV monitor off of the makeshift announce table and holds it in his hands, looking down at it – trying to come to grips with what he has to do. Finally, James looks back at Stevens and motions for the two-time World Champion to get to his feet. Finally, Stevens does...CRASH! Terry James smashes the TV monitor over Stevens head and face and Stevens collapses in a dead heap on the matted floor.)

(Terry James seems a little shocked at what he just did – wide-eyed with his jaw dropped. The fans – the loyal Terry James fans – cheer James, chanting his name.)

CROWD: "TERRY! TERRY! TERRY! TERRY!"

(James is slow to follow up. He drops the remnants of the monitor and grabs Stevens by the hair – conflicted. Terry looks...looks like he's trying to help Stevens up, maybe showing mercy or remorse over what he just did to Stevens. TJ helps Stevens up by his arm into a seated position and gets frustrated as the sweat from Stevens' arm makes TJ slip backwards. James suddenly shrugs his shoulders and rushes Stevens and dropkicks him straight into the face! Terry pulls himself right up and...smiles. In the background, we see Herb and Frank put on their headphones and reassume their broadcast duties.)

FJ: "We back on?"

HS: "Sounds like it, Frank. Yes."

FJ: "Terry James. Wow."

HS: "He...looked remorseful – almost distraught – after smashing a TV monitor over the head of Brian Stevens and then looks like he's going to help up "The Sensational One."

FJ: "Only he throws both his feet in Stevens' face with that dropkick. Gorgeous."

(Terry James looks around – taking in the crowd – absorbing the feel of Wembley Stadium.)

FJ: "Is...is he getting cocky?"

HS: "I think he thinks that he has Stevens beat."

FJ: "Stevens is down and out – that's for sure. But he doesn't have Stevens in the ring. He doesn't have Stevens pinned. He doesn't have Stevens tapping out. Considering WHAT Brian Stevens is – what his record is – this is a colossal mistake."

HS: "He really should be working on getting Stevens back into that ring."

FJ: "Agreed, yes. But how? Deadlift him the entire way? He'll end up with a hernia."

HS: "Well...Stevens isn't that heavy."

FJ: "235 heavy. You gonna lift that with ease and walk him back into the cage? Didn't think so, dummy."

(Terry James figures out his next move...he heads for the timekeepers table and rips the ring bell from the timekeeper's hands! Stevens is up – moving on his own – on his hands and feet. Terry James looks long and hard at the ring bell and turns around towards Stevens and starts pacing towards Stevens...but Stevens EXPLODES and drills Terry James in the face with a desperation rolling Kuppo kick – a kick that would put Jushin "Thunder" Lyger to shame! The ring bell goes flying backwards as both men lay on the floor. Senior Ref McGreggor has finally made his way to the outside and checks on both men's status and subsequently neither concedes defeat – the match continues on!)

HS: "Both men are down! Both men are reeling! Brian Stevens reaches down deep and absolutely catches Terry James full-on with that rolling kick to the face and has bought himself some time...but how much!?"

FJ: "Brian Stevens may have realized the moment James smashed that monitor over his face that this match becoming the MMA epic we thought and hoped this could be was thrown out the window. THIS is a streetfight! THIS is a anything goes, win at any cost WAR!"

(Finally...slowly...both men claw to their feet and lock eyes simultaneously. Stevens bulrushes Terry James and Terry's eyes widen, realizing he just pissed-off a man that many would consider NEVER pissing off! Brian Stevens spears James and hoists him in the air, carrying him and ultimately slamming him back-first into the timekeepers table! Terry winces, but only for a second. Brian Stevens opens up on "The Storm," throwing a flurry of strikes with lethal accuracy and unbridled rage. Stevens capitalizes his flurry with a leaping knee strike that catches James in the jaw and TJ crumbles to the floor. Stevens sees the timekeeper's bell out of the corner of his eye and snarls his lip before spitting on the downed Terry James.)

HS: "Nice...show of respect by Steve...HE'S GOING FOR THE BELL!"

FJ: "Brian Stevens wants to cash in his receipt on Terry James! Not only did James smash that monitor of Stevens' head but he WAS going to smash that bell on Stevens – probably in his face."

(Stevens picks the bell up off the mat and – on the turnaround – Terry James powers up from the matted ground and grabs Stevens around the neck and shoves Stevens into the guardrail. James punches Stevens. Stevens fires back! BOTH MEN TRADE PUNCHES! One more time, Brian Stevens – the premier striker in the sport of professional wrestling – wins the battle and James starts to reel. Stevens reaches down and quickly grabs the ring bell...CRACK! Brian Stevens violently DRILLS James in the top of the skull with the ring bell and James collides hard to the floor. Stevens glances down at TJ and then at the ring bell before George McGreggor reprimands Stevens. Stevens hands him the ring bell – finished with it – before ignoring McGreggor completely.)

HS: "Is James...?"

FJ: "Bleeding, no. For whatever reason, NEITHER Stevens or James have been busted open and both men need to consider that a blessing of sorts."

(Stevens grabs up TJ by the hair and lifts him to his feet before tossing him hard into the steel cage – the panel right next to the one Stevens annihilated. Stevens fires off a kick to the chest of James, sandwiching the Canadian superstar between his leg and shin and the steel mesh cell itself. Irritated, Stevens grabs James by both the neck and tights and throws him violently back through the whole in the cell...but doesn't follow up. Instead, Stevens heads BACK to the timekeepers table and shoves both the timekeeper and the ring announcer off of their chairs and looks to bring BOTH Steel Chairs into the cell!)

HS: "Brian Stevens throws our timekeeper AND our ring announcer Nick Edwards aside and grabs dueling Steel Chairs, Frank."

FJ: "I don't know how to read into this, Summers. Stevens is either getting tired and looking for a short cut, not caring about how he wins – just winning, or Terry James seriously pissed him the hell off when he smashed that TV monitor over his face."

HS: "Regardless. Brian Stevens is a sick, diabolical bastard and has been all his career. Terry James isn't quite as versed in the...more violent, depraved, win at any costs environment men like Brian Stevens or Low – like we saw earlier – have flourished in when needed."

(Stevens tosses both Steel Chairs into the ring carelessly as McGreggor accosts Stevens. Stevens blows off McGreggor and smugly soccer kicks James in the face with little force or precision. Stevens is just looking to mock his fallen enemy. Stevens takes a deep breath before reaching down and grabbing James in a front face lock, bringing TJ to his face and rolling him into the ring underneath the bottom rope. Stevens follows him and goes for a pinfall.)

FJ: "SMART!"

HS: "Stevens covers Terry James and...just a two."

(Stevens shakes his head arrogantly as he grabs the top rope and pushes up off the bottom rope, using the bottom rope as sort-of a slingshot to send him into the air. Stevens flies back down and dropkicks James in the side and powers TJ back out of the ring. James falls hard against the mat on the outside in a lifeless heap, not using any limps to break his fall. Stevens follows the weakened Terry James and brings him up by the left arm and power-whips James Storm into the steel mesh cell. Terry flies violently into the cell back-first and Stevens watches James barely hold himself up against the cage. Stevens rushes in after "The Storm" and fires off and connects on a Roaring Elbow. Terry James staggers off of the cage and Stevens grabs him by the back of the hair, looking to throw TJ's skull back-first into the cage pillar. TJ instinctively mule kicks Stevens and Brian doubles over. James – exhausted yet resilient – takes Stevens by the head and tights and throws HIM face-first into the cell mesh! Stevens collides hard and unexpectedly, unable to brace himself. TJ takes Stevens and whips him into the steel ring post before delivering a drop kick! Both men fall on the mat and both men are down!)

HS: "What heart! What desire shown by Terry James to fight back like he just did, Frank! That was incredible!"

FJ: "He ran out of gas, though. He just collapsed when he shoved tried to get Stevens back into that ring for a cover."

(James is the one moving and he does crawl to Stevens. James brings Stevens up by the jet black hair and finally, he rolls the two-time World Champ into the ring. TJ is slow-to-go, but follows. The moment TJ sticks his head through the ropes, however, Stevens rolls through and up to his feet and hits a NASTY STIFF kick straight to the face of James!)

FJ: "NICE possum play by Stevens! He lured James right in with that!"

HS: "It looks like Stevens – sore, tired and beat-up – is still as devious and wily as ever and is staying true to his word. He will win this match by any means necessary."

FJ: "And good for him, Summers. Good for him."

(Stevens throws another MMA-inspired kick and connects with the side of James' head. TJ – from his hands and knees – falls into the corner and Stevens grabs James up by his throat and tosses him into the corner, which James was practically in. Stevens fires off a European Uppercut before whipping James out of the corner to the opposite side. Stevens watches on and finally, he leaps into the air...)

FJ: "HERE IT COMES!"

HS: "TIDAL WA...NO!"

(Terry James boots Stevens in the gut before Stevens can land the kick to the face, the punctuation on the Tidal Wave kick! James hops up to the second rope and quickly leaps off, up and over Stevens, grabs him by the hips and takes him over with a Sunset Flip!)

FJ: "WHAT?!"

HS: "Pinfall attempt by James. 1...2...NO! Stevens kicks out by was slow to do so."

FJ: "Stevens might have had the air kicked out from his lungs there as he was caught WAY off guard by James and that counter to his Tidal Wave."

HS: "ANOTHER great show of resilience by Terry James."

(Surprisingly, Stevens is the first up to his feet but James isn't far behind. Stevens – irate – throws a NASTY Stan Hansen-inspired Lariat at TJ's skull, looking to take it clean off. James ducks and off the turn around, James hits a nice shin kick to Stevens gut that double him over. TJ quickly grabs Stevens with a front standing arm triangle...)

HS: "Terry James goes for his Lightning finisher!"

(However, before James can even really think about executing the hold, Stevens elbows out. Terry reels and Stevens snaps off a quick step-up Enzuguiri. The kick connects and James collapses to the mat in a heap. Stevens quickly grabs Storm and snapmares him to the center of the ring before hitting the ropes for his Power Drive Leg Drop! Stevens explodes at the ropes and then back and looks primed to drop the leg by Terry sits up! Stevens stops himself for going down and instead delivers a NASTY Black Magic style back-kick right to the back of Terry's head and neck! Stevens laughs as he roll-kips to his feet and attempts the Power Drive Leg Drop again! Stevens explodes back at James and this time, James rolls out of the way and Stevens falls right on his ass! Stevens clutches at his tailbone and is slow to get to his feet, as is Terry James. James meets Stevens up at a standing base and fires a shin kick to Stevens gut. Stevens backs himself up into the corner, trying to buy time. James doesn't give it to him as he forearms Stevens straight to the face before whipping him out of the corner. Terry James rushes in after Stevens once he hits the corner and attempts his Lightning Knee Lift! Stevens rolls out from underneath. Stevens rushes back in only to get kicked in the face. James reaches out and grabs Stevens by the head and neck and flies off the ropes with Stevens for a Tornado DDT...only Stevens powers James in mid-air and takes him over with a surprise Northern Lights Suplex!!!)

FJ: "Spectacular counter by Stevens!"

HS: "1...2...NO! NO! Terry James rolled that shoulder up at the last second!"

(Stevens looks disappointed as he rolls off of "The Storm" Terry James. Stevens grabs TJ by his short brown hair and brings him to his feet. Stevens lines up TJ and hits a devastating Spinning Back Fist. Terry falls backwards from center ring and backpedals all the way to the corner. Stevens follows in slowly and grabs TJ from the corner and hoists him up, crotching him up top. Stevens fires off three European Uppercuts – rising from the mat and leaping into the air to catch the jaw of James – before heading up after James. James quickly catches Stevens off balance and Stevens falls from the top rope to the mat! James gets himself un-crotched as quickly as he can, stands up tall on the top rope and flies...DOUBLE STOMP!!! Terry James rolls through and crawls over to Stevens and grabs his leg.)

HS: "He's got the leg, Frank! 1...2...thr...NO! Last minute kick out by Stevens!"

FJ: "Where does Terry James keep coming back from!? I thought it would be Stevens in trouble this match but his...his savvy and experience has paid-off exponentially for him and put James at a disadvantage, only James doesn't have a bit of quit in him!"

HS: "I keep thinking he's done...and then he does something like that!"

(Stevens starts clutching his ribs and lungs, gasping for breath. Terry James sees this and realizes that NOW is the time to strike! James brings Stevens to his feet, brushes aside one of the Steel Chairs with his foot and back him into the ropes. James hits the ropes himself and both men meet in the middle and Terry executes a NICE step-up Shinning Wizard that absolutely DROPS Stevens! Terry sits up on his knees and looks over at Stevens, considering whether or not to pin him. James opts not to and – instead – he rolls to the outside of the ring.)

FJ: "What in the hell is he doing? PIN HIM, YOU IDIOT!!"

HS: "This HAS to be inexperience, Frank."

FJ: "He's NOT a rookie, Summers – stop treating him like one. He's been here almost as long as Stevens and now – RIGHT NOW – is his chance to break out into a STAR and he's pissing it away by NOT pinning Stevens so...what? He can catch his breath on the outsi..."

HS: "What?"

(Terry James throws back the ring skirt and grabs a wood table from underneath and drags it out. The crowd roars in approval as he props open both legs and stands the table up outside of the ring.)

CROWD: "WE WANT TABLES! WE WANT TABLES! WE WANT TABLES!"

(Terry steps back to the ring and pulls himself up to the apron. Stevens rushes from his knees, to his feet and shoulders James in the gut. James wisely falls to the floor just in front of the table to avert disaster as Stevens. Stevens kicks James alongside the top of the head from the inside of the ring before heading to the outside to pursue James, both men still dead tired. Stevens grabs James and tosses him face first into the cell's mesh before attempting to whip Terry to the other side of the cell. Terry counters and it's Stevens whole collides with the cell! James rushes in after Stevens and Stevens quickly rolls underneath the clothesline attempt from James! Terry turns around...SPIN KICK TO THE GUT! Stevens lines up James...HOOK KICK! Both men collapse on the matted floor in a heap, Stevens sucking breath hard.)

FJ: "Stevens is starting to tire, Summers. Remember, this is his third match of the night compared to James' second. Brian Stevens is running out of gas as he has absolutely no follow-up to that spin-hook kick combo that he loves."

HS: "Tired or not, Stevens was effective – as always – with his kicks and that hook-spin combo that he loves just put Terry down hard."

(McGreggor – the ref – checks on Stevens and Stevens pushes him away, not wanting anything to do with him. Stevens gets back up to a base and looks hard at James, trying to figure out a good way to put him down. James starts to stir so Stevens acts. "The Sensational One" grabs James by the back of the head and holds his face down near Stevens knees, pressed against the mesh. Stevens starts delivering nasty short kicks to the face of Storm! One after the other, they go unblocked!)

FJ: "OOOHH!"

HS: "I've NEVER seen that before! Brian Stevens traps James' face against the steel and starts firing off Kawada kicks!"

(Stevens punctuates the flurry with perhaps the stiffest kick we've seen all match and James simply collapses to the mat. Stevens smiles as the fans go nuts and he falls to his knees and beckons the fans for more and – goddamn – they deliver!)

CROWD: "STEVENS! STEVENS! STEVENS!"

FJ: "He's wasting time here, Herb. Stevens needs James in that ring for a fall and he needs him there NOW!"

(Stevens slowly peels Terry James up off the matter floor and walks him over to the table, contemplating using it. Stevens changes his mind and calls an audible, instead walking James to another section of the cell. Stevens gets punches in the gut before he ever gets there and James quickly throws Stevens head-first into the steel ring post! Terry James looks back at the table – knowing he needs something big. Terry tosses Stevens up onto the apron and follows up after him and quickly brings Stevens to his feet, STILL on the apron. Terry tucks Stevens head between his legs and...brings Stevens up for a Powerbomb! Stevens is able to slide out before being dropped and – from mid-air – lands on his feet! Stevens rushes James and powers him backwards into the ringpost back-first. James winces as Stevens is quick to hoist James up to the top rope. Stevens eyes up the table quickly tries putting Terry in position for the North Star Driver! James elbows out but Stevens leaves him on the top rope. James grabs Stevens by the head, maybe looking for a tornado DDT, but Stevens breaks the headlock...PALM STRIKE!)

HS: "OUT OF NOWHERE!"

FJ: "Palm Strike, bitch! Stevens used that move to retire Jeff Christianson in 2006 and beat Orlando Ortega in three seconds flat in 2005...I don't know how much of that move he got, but it was probably enough to do SERIOUS damage."

(Stevens throws James' legs in the seated position atop the top rope and follows him up. Stevens grabs the head of James...TOP ROPE ACE CRUSHER back into the ring!!! The crowd goes nuts but neither man is moving!)

FJ: "HOLY CRAP! Brian Stevens just DRILLED James with that Top Rope Ace Crusher! If Stevens can cover, this baby is done and we have a NEW King of the Kage!"

HS: "Stevens is slow-to-go, Frank."

FJ: "I think he landed wrong, probably on the same spot he f'ed up on the Tope from earlier."

(Finally, Stevens starts moving and... YES! The Punk Rock Phenom covers Terry James!)

CROWD: "1...2...OHHHHH!!!!"

FJ: "WHAT?!"

HS: "Kickout by Terry James! Kickout by Terry James! The proud Canadian – the one NO ONE thought would make it this far is still in this match!"

(Stevens doesn't panic. Instead, he mounts-up next to the skull of Terry James...ULTIMATE KNEES! Brian Stevens starts landing violent MMA-inspired knees, one right after the other, for a grand-total of six shots! AGAIN, Brian Stevens falls on top of "The Storm", pressing all his weight on Terry James.)

HS: "Pinfall...1...2...SHOULDER UP!"

FJ: "Holy frick, Summers. That's all I can say about what Terry James is showing me tonight!"

(The crowd is going nuts! They realize that they are witnessing something special. Brian Stevens, sitting on his knees getting his breath, looks down at James – a bit surprised. Stevens grabs Storm and brings the Toronto native to his feet. Stevens quickly rocks James back down with a European Uppercut and then, he spots it...one of the steel chairs he threw in the ring from earlier. Stevens peels the chair up from the mat and looks back at James...)

HS: "This may spell the end of Terry James' Cinderella story, Frank! Stevens has that chair in his hands and a mind full of bad intention!"

FJ: "This is the King of the Kage! This is the Hell in a Cell! ANYTHING GOES! Brian Stevens has been in this match before – against Low in 2006 – he knows what can happen in that ring and he knows what flies in that Kage! He knows that winning means everything and he'll show James the same thing by splattering his brains across the canvas!"

(Stevens drives the point of the chair into James ribs before dropping the chair down to the mat and bringing James up...until Stevens violently snaps downwards with James! COMPLETE SHOT!)

HS: "Complete Shot face-first into the steel chair, Frank!"

(Terry James – to his credit – rolls out of the ring, underneath the ropes and onto the apron, clutching his face the entire time. However, he doesn't realize just where he is. The table is right next to him – the same table he set up! Brian Stevens smirks and points to the table and the fans explode. Stevens pursues James to the apron and slowly brings James up to his feet. Brian Stevens hoists James up and drapes him over his shoulder for the North Star Driver! The fans start to buzz as Stevens gets a running start with James...but James grabs the ropes at the last second, making it so Stevens can't jump and execute the move! James ultimately pulls hard enough to free himself and land behind Stevens. Stevens quickly turns around and Lariats James back into the ring!!!!)

FJ: "HOT DAMN! Terry James may be looking for his skull somewhere in the upper bowl of Wembley after that one."

(Stevens springboards up...NORTH STAR PRESS! Stevens lands on James squarely and covers.)

FJ: "ANOTHER pinfall attempt by Stevens!"

HS: "One...two...FOOT ON THE ROPES!"

FJ: "Good ring sense, Herbie!"

(Stevens pulls himself up off of James and – again – spends a good amount of time resting on his knees, catching his breath and keeping his composure. Stevens does shake his head, disappointed that he can't put Terry James away. Stevens grabs the ropes and pulls himself up before pulling James out of the ropes and up to his feet as well. Stevens ROCKS James with four European Uppercuts until he sends him into the far corner. Stevens whips Storm to the opposite side and rushes in with another Roaring Elbow. On the go-around, James ducks the elbow and body drops Stevens over the top rope! Stevens grabs the top rope and attempts another Lariat but Terry James ducks that! James fires back with Brian Stevens directly in front of the table and start delivering a barrage of violent, desperation forearms. Stevens fires another punch attempt but James ducks that and shoulder Stevens in the gut! TJ decks Stevens across the face with a punch that turns Stevens around! Terry quickly hits the ropes, leaps to the second and flies over the top rope, twists in mid-air and grabs the head of Stevens...DDT THROUGH THE TABLE! Stevens is sticking up like a lawn dart before collapsing in a lifeless mass on the foor! The table is decimated and James looks absolutely ravaged...but better than Stevens!)

HS: "What a fighter Terry James is!"

FJ: "What a move!"

HS: "A DDT that started inside the ring, to a springboard and ultimately through the table! INCREDIBLE!"

FJ: "Brian Stevens ain't busted open, Herb...but we have our first trickle of blood in this contest."

(The back of Terry James, coming off that dynamic DDT through the table, has a small but noticeable laceration on his back with a slow but steady trickling stream of blood. Terry James pulls himself up as Referee McGreggor checks on Stevens who isn't moving. James works past McGreggor and kicks Stevens right in the gut. Stevens squirms within the table debris, writhing in pain. Terry James suddenly realizes just how hurt he is and grabs the cage mesh and holds himself up.)

HS: "While Terry takes a second to get his wits about him, let's check out that DDT one more time."

(We take in a replay of Terry James sprinting to the ropes, hoping up to the middle rope and twisting his body in mid-air as he leaps over the top rope, clutches the skull of Stevens and SPIKES the Strong Style Legend right on his head and neck!!!)

FJ: "Just an all-around well executed move by Terry James and it looks like Stevens' landing was the worst case scenario. He wasn't able to absorb some of the move on his back at all, it was all head and neck and that is NOT what Stevens wants this late into the match."

HS: "Stevens is almost lifeless, Frank. He looks like a car crash victim."

FJ: "He's beyond tired and I just don't know how much EITHER man has in the tank at this point. Heart and the will to win is what both these men claim to have more than anyone else. Let's see who's right! Let's see who has the desire and the resolve to win this match! To become an immortal! To become the King of the Kage!"

(James seems content with how he's feeling so reaches down to Stevens, grabbing the bastard by his jet black hair and ripping him up to his feet. James powers Stevens from his torso into the ring apron before pulling him back and tossing him into the ring. James slowly slides into the ring and covers Stevens.)

HS: "Terry James hooks the leg! 1...2...NO! Brian Stevens gets the shoulder up!"

FJ: "That fall attempt could've went either way, Summers. It was certainly the right call by TJ."

(James takes a second on his knees before getting up and bringing Stevens up with him. "The Storm" whips Stevens into the corner and follows in cautiously, delivering a nice set of MMA shin kicks to the gut. TJ whips Stevens out of the corner and grabs a nearby Steel Chair...)

FJ: "Oh no..."

HS: "It looks like it's Terry James' turn to cash in a receipt on Brian Stevens!"

(James rushes in with the chair, looking for a Masato Tanaka one-armed rushing bash, but Stevens is able to move last minute. James slows himself and turns around, waiting on the barely-conscious Stevens. Finally, Stevens does turn around...CRACK! TJ drills Stevens with the steel chair and Stevens wobbles, much to everyone's surprise. James drops the chair and takes a quickly couple steps back...THUNDER STRIKE!)

HS: "THUNDER STRIKE! THUNDER STRIKE! THUNDER STRIKE! Terry James just DEMOLISHED Brian Stevens with that superkick!"

FJ: "That's a go-to move, Summers! This is DONE!"

(TJ falls on top of Stevens and hooks the leg. McGreggor slides into position...1...2...3...)

HS: "NO! NO! NO! Brian Stevens got his shoulder up! Brian Stevens is still alive!?"

FJ: "HOW!? HOW!? Someone tell me HOW Brian Stevens kicked out of TJ's finisher!?"

HS: "The match goes on!"

(The fans roar wildly as James lay on the mat, looking down at Stevens wide-eyed and jaw-dropped. James rolls to his side and picks himself up. James is slow but finally gets Stevens up to his feet. James bodyslams Stevens and goes for his standing moonsault...but Stevens gets his knees up! TJ clutches his gut as Stevens hurries to his feet.)

FJ: "HOW!? This must be it! This is all-or-nothing! This is the go-for-broke!"

(Stevens boots James in the face with a STIFF Yakuza kick that sends James back to the turnbuckle and the fans are completely split!)

CROWD: "LET'S GO, STEVENS! LET'S GO, TERRY! LET'S GO, STEVENS! LET'S GO, TERRY! LET'S GO, STEVENS! LET'S GO, TERRY!"

(Stevens sees a Steel Chair down by his feet and whips TJ across the ring. Stevens grabs the chair and props the bad-boy in between the top and middle rope in the corner. Stevens turns his attention towards Terry James and this time, he leaps high into the air before cart wheeling across the ring and connecting with the Tidal Wave! Stevens is wavy and exhausted but he reaches down deep and hoists the dazed James up onto his shoulders and sprints with him across the ring! KRUSH RUSH! KRUSH RUSH STRAIGHT INTO THE STEEL CHAIR! Stevens collapses with James on impact and both men are down!)

HS: "That took every damn bit of energy from Brian Stevens! That absolutely DRAINED "The Sensational One!" Frank, did that just pay off?"

FJ: "It did damage, Herb, that's for sure. The Tidal Wave is deadly enough on its own but add in a Krush Rush into a Steel Chair? That'll do you in...only Stevens doesn't have the energy to cover James! So...I don't know if it paid off, Herb."

(It takes Stevens a bit of time but he finally gets to James, shoots the half and covers. ONE....TWO...NO! Kickout AGAIN by Terry James! The steel chair that was lodged into the corner falls down and right next to the hands of Terry James. James and Stevens are both on their hands and knees, fighting to their feet and James looks back at Stevens. James clutches the chair as both he and Stevens arrive to their feet at the same time. TJ tosses the chair to Stevens and Stevens catches...SUPER CONDUCTOR! Terry James just hit the Thunder Strike, driving the steel chair flat into Stevens face!!! The fans go wild as Stevens flies halfway across the ring and Terry scrambles to cover. McGreggor in position..)

FJ: "THIS IS IT! THIS IS IT!!!"

HS: "1....2....3!"

FJ: "FOOT ON THE ROPES! FOOT ON THE ROPES!"

(Indeed...Brian Stevens had the presence of mind to drape his foot over the bottom rope. Terry James gets the word from McGreggor and he bashes the ring mat, angry and irritated that he didn't put Stevens away, even after hooking the leg! James sits on his knees and holds his neck, glaring down at Stevens – wondering what it will take to put the most dominant AWA World Champion down and for good! Wondering what it will take to be the first man to pin Stevens legitimately since January of 2007!)

FJ: "Ugh! Look at Stevens' friggin' eye!"

(The Super Conductor hit its mark all right...because the left eye of Stevens is swollen and bloody.)

FJ: "Stevens needs that thing NOT to swell up on his during this match. If it does, winning this match with one damn eye is highly unlikely."

(Stevens rolls to his stomach as James reaches his own feet. Stevens pulls himself up by the ropes in the corner and gets to his feet, but stumbles drunkenly to the center of the ring. James grabs Stevens on the turnaround and locks in the standing triangle, looking for Lightning, but Stevens hits a lightning-fast inside cradle for the counter, only James rocks and has the cover! Stevens is wide-eyed and starts panicking...)

CROWD: "ONE! TWO! THR...OHHH!!!!"

HS: "You could see the disparity in the eyes of Brian Stevens! He knew that he was in trouble! He knew that there was a chance that he might not kick out!"

FJ: "You're right...and that's another thing that makes Stevens so special – so unique. He dug down to insane depths to find the strength and courage to kick out! VERY FEW – mark my words – VERY FEW MEN would still be in this fight, especially considering the night Stevens has had to get here!"

(Both men get right back up to their feet and James throws a tired, sloppy clothesline at Stevens. "The Sensational One" quickly swats it aside and hits an Exploder Suplex. Stevens falls to a knee before power walking to the corner and climbing the ropes. Stevens takes a deep breath before leaping...SPIRAL TAP! Stevens hits James so hard that he rolls past him a bit after he lands, but takes a second to regain his composure and cover James.)

FJ: "HUGE MOVE BY STEVENS!"

HS: "With the leg hooked, 1...2...NO!"

FJ: "Holy crap, Summers...that's all I have to say to this point. Holy crap this match is AMAZING!"

(Stevens sits on his backside for a second and finally slams his hand against the mat in frustration. Stevens gets up to his feet and brings James up, snapmares him over and FINALLY hits his Power Drive Leg Drop! Stevens gets right back up...and slits his throat! IT'S TIME!)

FJ: "He's calling for it!"

HS: "Stevens is looking to finish of Terry James! Brian Stevens is looking to finish this point and become the 2008 King of the Kage...but CAN he do it!?"

(Stevens brings Terry James up, drapes him over his shoulder...NORTH STAR DRIVER and hit center ring! The fans go absolutely NUTS as Brian Stevens sits up and turns towards Terry James for the cover. Stevens crawls over "The Storm," but Terry rolls through before the pinfall can be counted and brings Stevens into his LIGHTNING finisher! Stevens screams in pain as TJ rears back as hard as he can. Stevens starts squirming and inching towards the ropes, but we see his face! His hand is ready to tapping – teasing the idea!)

FJ: "I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT I JUST SAW!"

HS: "Brian Stevens hit the North Star Driver! Brian Stevens looked like he had this match wrapped up, goes for the cover and SOMEHOW Terry James rolls Stevens into the Lightning Submission!"

FJ: "AND LOOK! Stevens is...could he...WILL we see Brian Stevens tap out?!"

(Stevens is doing whatever he can. Clawing. Pushing. Squirming. He won't quit...and this fight isn't over as he gets his leg on the bottom rope. Referee McGreggor tells TJ to break the hold but Terry doesn't want to. McGreggor counts to four and finally, Terry breaks reluctantly. Terry gets to his feet slowly, grabbing a nearby steel chair to help him up. Terry James screams at McGreggor and grabs him by the collar.)

HS: "Uh-oh."

FJ: "Pure frustration, Summers. Terry James and Brian Stevens BOTH have come so close to winning this match here tonight that I can't fault either one of them for losing their cool."

HS: "Terry James...he's just lost it."

FJ: "Nah. He's just pleading with McGreggor. He's not going to hit him. He's not that dumb."

(Stevens rolls to the outside and slowly bulls himself up from the apron to a base. Terry James finally gives up on McGreggor and turns to find Stevens isn't where he left him. Stevens springboards into the ring and Terry James freaks, brings the chair to his face to cover up...big, big mistake! Brian Stevens drives the chair into James' face with the Busaiku Knee Strike! Again...both men are down!)

CROWD: "LET'S GO, STEVENS! LET'S GO, TERRY! LET'S GO, STEVENS! LET'S GO, TERRY! LET'S GO, STEVENS! LET'S GO, TERRY! LET'S GO, STEVENS! LET'S GO, TERRY! LET'S GO, STEVENS! LET'S GO, TERRY!"

(Wembley Stadium is going absolutely INSANE for both these men! Both Stevens and James are giving everything they have! Neither man has given up! Neither man has shown that they are willing to quit – willing to forsake their dream! Brian Stevens is the first man up to anything resembling a base and he's sucking wind hard. He's deep, deep into his third match of the night and has done everything he can to even the playing field against Terry James, who had a second round bye. Finally, Terry starts to move. Terry starts to come to...but his face is gushing blood!)

FJ: "Brian Stevens opened up Terry James! Brian Stevens – with that Busaiku Knee Strike – just completely opened up TJ!"

HS: "TJ opened up Stevens earlier with the Super Conductor Superkick, but that was only his left eye, Frank. Brian Stevens has apparently cut James on the top of the skull, maybe along his hairline. This will pour into his eyes – both of them unlike Stevens – and make it a bitch to go on!"

FJ: "A bitch is right! This is the LAST THING Terry James wanted! This is the last thing he could afford! Maybe this will wake him up...but I doubt it, not this far into the match. I think this is coffin nails for Terry James' 2008 King of the Kage hopes and aspirations."

(It isn't long before the entire face of James is covered in his own blood and like the calculation bastard that he is, Brian Stevens reaches into his boot. Brian Stevens digs in between his kickpad and his kneepad...)

HS: "Oh no."

FJ: "HAHAHAH! OH F'ING YES!"

(The fans erupt! Brian Stevens pulls a FORK out of his boot and clutches it in his hand with a disgusting, sick smirk across his handsome, beat-up face. )

FJ: "THE BUTCHER IS HERE!"

HS: "The Butcher – Brian Stevens – saw blood, Frank, and that's all it took. That's all it took for him to take this to ANOTHER level!"

FJ: "And god only knows WHAT Stevens will do to James with that Fork."

HS: "Expect blood, Frank. Lots and lots of blood."

(Stevens holds the Fork by his side, ready to stab and carve up Terry James. James staggers to his feet and turns right into Stevens center ring. Stevens grabs James by the hair and rears back with the fork...but James suddenly comes to and DROPS Stevens with the Lightning! Storm locks it in and Stevens starts bellowing out – screaming in agonizing pain!)

HS: "Lightning! Terry James has Lightning locked on one more time! Terry James does not quit! Terry James will not concede to Brian Stevens and now it's Brian Stevens who may need to concede to Terry James!"

FJ: "Will he, Frank!? It's been OVER a year and a half since Stevens was last beat cleanly! It's been since January 1st, 2007 in Tokyo, Japan against Yoshinari Sugiura – Budokan Hall for Pro Wrestling JAPAN – since Brian Stevens has been handed a loss!!"

HS: "Will Terry James be that man – the man who overcomes the legend! The man who realizes his goals! His dreams! His destiny!"

FJ: "..."

HS: "What?"

(Finally, James breaks the hold and we have no idea why. We switch angles and then – suddenly – we see it. Brian Stevens has taken that damn Fork and driven it straight into the rib cage of Terry James! Brian Stevens has dug that fork into the flesh of James and is twisting it, trying to break the hold and he finally does!)

HS: "OH...MY..."

FJ: "Brian Stevens...what have you done?"

HS: "In 2006, The Legendary Low broke Stevens' Front Guillotine Choke in similar fashion, using a KNIFE to break the hold, driving into Stevens leg! Tonight, King of the Kage 08, Brian Stevens just returned the favor and passed the suffering along to Terry James!"

(James holds his left side as Stevens pulls himself away from TJ. Brian Stevens gets up slow but holds on to the fork. Stevens – with eyes that could kill – glares at "The Storm" Terry James from across the ring before exploding at James and DRIVING the Fork straight into the gash atop James head! Over and over again, Stevens drives the fork into the gash of James. Blood covers the hands of Stevens until the bastard is content. Stevens tosses the fork aside and drops the head of Terry James...and makes a throat slitting motion.)

HS: "This is it, Frank. It's done. Stevens has bloodied James. He's spilt his blood and painted a sickening mural upon the canvas beneath him. He has broken his spirit and crushed his dreams. Brian Stevens has ravaged the body of Terry James...and now he beckons the final curtain!"

(Stevens drags Terry James up. Brian Stevens drapes the lifeless body of Terry James over his shoulder and traps the head...but suddenly, LIFE from James! Terry James starts to struggle and the arena SCREAMS – explodes – in joy! James flips and lands on his feet, only Brian Stevens has the head of Terry James trapped! Stevens – almost as if he were going for a backslide pin – spins the body of Terry James before violently pulling James into him...FRONT GUILLOTINE CHOKE! Brian Stevens locks on the Choke center ring and the Stevens supporters GO NUTS! Terry James fights and struggles...he flails every limb. He cries out to whatever force – whatever god – that can help him fight through...but no miracle comes. Terry James finally – hesitantly and remorsefully – taps out.)

DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!

(The fans – the entirety of Wembley Stadium – rises to their feet and scream with an unmatched, unbridled passion as their hero has finally done it. "Into the Blinding Light" by Thursday hits signifying that BRIAN STEVENS HAS WON THE 2008 KING OF THE KAGE!!!)

HS: "HE'S DONE IT! HE'S DONE IT! BRIAN STEVENS IS THE 2008 KING OF THE KAGE!"

FJ: "He told the world, Summers! He told ANYONE that would listen that he WOULD win King of the Kage...and now he has!"

HS: "Brian Stevens made good on his word once again! Brian Stevens now has earned the right to go on to CLASSIC in Los Angeles, California and face perhaps his most hated rival – his greatest rival – of all time. Brian Stevens has earned the right to face The Legendary Low for the AWA World Heavyweight Championship!"

(Stevens breaks the Choke and falls flat on his back. Terry James collapses on the mat – on his back – in a bloody heap as the music plays. Stu Abbott opens the cell door and EMT's rush into the ring to check on the status of Terry James as AWA Senior Referee George McGreggor raises the arm of Brian Stevens – who's now laying on his side – into the air!)

CROWD: "STEVENS! STEVENS! STEVENS! STEVENS! STEVENS! STEVENS! STEVENS! STEVENS!"

(The cell starts to rise; ascend back into the heavens as more AWA officials hit the ring to check on the status and – more importantly – treat Terry James. The girlfriend of Brian Stevens, Kayla Olson, proudly walks down the aisle way and gets into the ring and doesn't let Stevens get up off the mat. She pounces her lover and hugs him with an unmatched passion and sweetly lays a kiss upon the lips of Brian Stevens – the 2008 King of the Kage! Stevens breaks the embrace with Kayla and rolls over to the ropes and pulls himself up slowly as the fans give "The Sensational One" a standing ovation.)

HS: "This day will truly live on in infamy! This day will be remembered as the night that Brian Stevens joined the immortals! The night that Brian Stevens became a legend at the stadium of legends! Tonight alone, "The Sensational" Brian Stevens crushed Jason Storm in dominant fashion! Brian Stevens once again pinned "Dark Warrior" Jeff Christianson – proving to still have Christianson's number! Brian Stevens – as you just witnessed – beat a man who had more heart than anyone I can remember in a long, long time. Brian Stevens beat Terry James to become the 2008 KING OF THE KAGE!"

(Brian Stevens stands up as Kayla Olson and Referee George McGreggor hold up the arms of Stevens! Fireworks start going off – almost on cue – to signify the importance of what we just witnessed.)

HS: "Thank you for joining us LIVE on Pay Per View from the legendary Wembley Stadium in London, England!"

FJ: "It's been a truly, TRULY memorable night and a fantastic King of the Kage tournament...now begins the march towards CLASSIC!"

HS: "For Frank Jackson, I'm Herb Summers wishing you all a good night!"

(We take in a final shot of "The Sensational" Brian Stevens celebrating; holding Kayla Olson under one arm and his right arm raised high and triumphantly in the air. We fade to black.)

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