(Special Event) AWO: One Night in Hell

[Prez Shay]

Note # 1 - This card has been designed and written by Ron Matthews, not the standard results writer Shay Semmens (me), for the purpose of a special event (with the exception of the Triple Threat match, which I wrote)

Note # 2 - Ron couldn't be bothered coding it, and neither could I, so I'll be damned if I'm gonna go through and colour-coding it for him. So you'll have to enjoy it all in white.

Note # 3 - Ok, I put a couple of basic colours in just to divide it up a bit... but I'm not doing the rest even if I am tempted. Suffer without colours!!!

Enjoy.

~Shay

AWO: ONE NIGHT IN HELL

As the Camera’s begin to roll, the Pyro shoots off throught the arena, the jam packed MSG erupts into cheers as ONE NIGHT IN HELL is officially on the way. High above the ring, the Cell hangs up in the rafters to be lowered down tonight for the main event. At Ringside, Ron Matthews has hired two accouncers for tonight for the entertaining events to take place. Cryus, former AWO wrestler who lost probably one of the most devastating mathes in his career where since he lost, had to become an AWO Janitor. And Trevor, former AWO President who has come back for one night to announce this event. Mind you Ron had to pay him a high price to come back for this one night.

Cyrus: Welcome everyone to AWO: ONE NIGHT IN HELL! This sold out crowd is here to see 3 matches that are sure to be extreme and entertaining.

Trevor: That’s right Cyrus….Cyrus? How the hell did you get to the announce position. The last time you were in the AWO, you were cleaning my toilet.

Cyrus: Well, I was hired by Ron Matthews to call the matches. I should be saying the same to you. The last time I seen you in the AWO, you were signing my paychecks.

Trevor: Oh hell. Lets just get to the matches shall we.

Ice Rock vs Mike Polowy
Floodgates to Hell match

Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen. The first match scheduled for one fall is the first ever Floodgates to Hell match. The winner will be determined by pinfall or submission. Before there is a pinfall or submission. One of the compeditors will have to climb the ladder and get to the barb wire chair hanging above me. Only then will they be able to attempt to end the match.

“Welcome to Detroit City” by Tricky and Eminem blares through the arena as Ice Rock walks through the entrance and appears to the crowd. The crowd erupts as he looks around at the crowd.

Cyrus: Well listen to this crowd! Ice Rock, who he himself believes should have been the AWO champion is walking to the ring in his final match. He’s going out the way he wants to. He’s going out in an extreme hardcore match.

Trevor: He’s going out the way he wants to alright. But he’s one of the only guys who thinks that he should have ever been the AWO champion. He was champion in other federations only because he was a big fish in a small pond in them federations. He’s in the ocean now and he’s nothing but a trout.

Ice Rock makes his way to the ring and slides in under the bottom rope. He gets in the center of the ring and looks up above him at the barb wired chair hanging high above.

"Next Contestant" by Nickelback begins to play as Mike Polowy makes his way to the ring to a mixed reaction. Some cheer him but most of the crowd are booing him. He looks at the crowd in disgust as he slowly makes his way to the ring. Once inside he totally ignores Ice Rock and keeps walking past him to his corner. Ice Rock walks back to his corner as the bell rings.

Cyrus: Here we go Trevor!

Trevor: Yea, blood, guts, and insanity.

Cyrus: Just the way Ice Rock likes it.

Ice Rock and Mike Polowy look at each other and at the same time, slide under the ropes and search under the ring for some sort of weapon. Mike Polowy comes back up with a Singapore cane, and Ice Rock comes back out with a steel chair. They both slide into the ring and run towards each other. Ice Rock swings first but Mike ducks and as Ice Rock turns around, Mike slams the Singapore cane across the skull of Ice Rock. Ice staggers as Mike cracks him across the side of the head with the cane as Ice rock falls to the ground.

Trevor: HA! Give it to him Mike!

Cyrus: You’re surely one sided tonight Trevor.

Trevor: And Why shouldn’t I be? This is the same guy who tried to destroy the AWO twice while I was president.

Cyrus: Good Point.

Mike stands over Ice Rock as Ice tried to get back to his feet. Mike backs up and allows him to, only to swing the Singapore cane into Ice’s stomach to drop him to his knees. Mike immediately swings the cane and cracks Ice Rock in the back of his head with it causing Ice Rock to collapse to the floor. Mike, sensing the end is near already, goes to the outside and hauls a ladder out from under the ring. He slides the ladder inside and slides in under the bottom rope. Mike hauls Ice rock to the center of the ring and picks up the ladder seeting it up above him.

Cyrus: All Mike’s trying to do now is humiliate Ice Rock.

Trevor:….

Cyrus: Trevor? What are you doing.

Trevor: (placing his feet up on the announce table and leaning back on his chair.) I’m just enjoying the moment.

As Mike begins to easily climb the ladder, Ice Rock starts to move. He looks up at Mike who is half way up the ladder and sits up. Ice Rock gets to his feet and goes to the side of the ladder and grabs Mike’s foot to get his attention. Mike who is almost to the top of the ladder looks down knowing he had made the decision to climb up to early looks down in fear. Ice Rock pushes the ladder as it comes falling down with Mike standing on it. Mike goes flying out of the ring and crashing through the Spanish announce table.

Cyrus: Damn! So much for saving that for the main event like some companies.

Trevor: SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!

Ice Rock looks over at Mike with a smile but soon looses the smile as he looks over and notices Trevor sitting at the AWO English announce table. Ice Rock quickly slides out of the ring and over to the announce table.

Trevor: Oh Fuck!

Ice Rock stops once he gets to the announce table and looks over at Mike Polowy who is beginning to move again. He quickly slides back into the ring and sets the ladder back up.

Cyrus: Close call Trevor. How much did they pay you to come here again?

Trevor:…apparently not enough.

Ice Rock climbs the ladder and grabs the steel chair from the rope that it was attached to.

Cyrus: He’s got the chair! It’s sudden death now. And Mike’s getting up.

Mike Polowy crawls over to the ring and pulls himself up and rolls inside. Ice Rock makes his way down the ladder and looks over at Mike, tryin to get his his feet. Ice Rock looks at the chair in his hand and puts is on the ground and shakes his head. He picks up the ladder, folds it up and throws it at Mike hitting him across the back as Mike collapses back onto the mat.

Trevor: I think Mike hit him to hard on the head with the cane earlier. Why the hell didn’t he use the chair?

Ice Rock grabs the barb wire chair again and heads to the outside. He goes under the ring and and finds some wire cutters and cuts the barbwire from the chair.

Cyrus: What the hell Is this boy doing! He could have used it against Mike!!

He goes back under the ring and picks up a sledge hammer and immediately wraps the barb wire around head of the sledgehammer and uses the wire cutters to twist the barb wire so it fits tightly around the sledgehammer.

Cyrus: Oh Shit! He’s gonna try to kill Mike!

Trevor: This isn’t good!!

Ice Rock slides back into the ring and leans back cockly against the turnbuckles waiting for Mike to get up. He looks at the sledgehammer wrapped in Barb wire and back at the crowd who erupts awaiting what they know is coming.

Trevor: Are these AWO fans or XFL fans!! This is unbelievable!

Cyrus: They’re AWO fans Trevor, but damn they want blood tonight. It’s been promoted for blood, guts and insanity so that’s what they’re waiting for.

Trevor: Well they sure got insanity! Just look at the idiot who’s in the ring waiting for Mike to get to his feet.

Mike begins to make his way to his feet again. He takes a quick look over at Ice Rock looking at the crowd and notices that he has in his hand. Mike grabs the ladder and set it up in the corner on a slant. Ice Rock looks over and sees Mike getting to his feet and takes off running at him with the head of the sledgehammer pointing towards Mike. Mike falls back down and wraps his legs around Ice Rock’s ankle tripping him and causing him to go head first into the ladder. The sledgehammer kicks back and the head of it slams into Ice Rock’s forhead busting him open.

Cyrus: Holly Shit! Mike seen it coming! He knew what Ice Rock had in mind.

Trevor: It Backfired on the crazy son of a bitch! Pin him Mike! Pin Him!

Mike grabs the barb wire sledgehammer now bloodied from the dripping blood of Ice Rock’s head and picks it up looking at it and back down at Ice Rock. He looks up at the crowd who is still going wild wanting someone to get hit with the sledgehammer again not caring who it is. Mike begins yelling at Ice rock to get up. Ice Rock, slowly picking himself up by pulling his way up by the ladder until he gets up on his feet turns around only to be hit again by the same Sledgehammer that he had wrapped in barb wire. With blood spilling over the ring and covering Ice Rock’s face, Mike hauls Ice Rock to the center of the ring and goes for the cover….1….2….Mike Polowy picks Ice Rock up and stops the count.

Cyrus: What! He had Ice Rock beat!

Trevor: WHAT THE HELL!!! Pin Him DAMNIT!

Mike is met by a loud reaction of boos from the crowd as he smiles and looks down at Ice Rock. Ice Rock, barely knowing what is going on lays on the mat barely moving. Mike goes to the outside and grabs the steel chair which was once wrapped in barb wire and goes back into the ring. He picks up Ice Rock and sets him up in the corner. Mike takes the chair and cracks Ice Rock in the skull with it causing him to fall back to the floor. Mike goes for the cover….1…..2…..3!

Winner: Mike Polowy

Trevor: YES!!! Ice Rock has lost in his final match ever!!

Cyrus: That Mean Ron Matthews has to face Mike Polowy right now.

Just then, “This is Extreme” hits as Ron Matthews slowly makes his way to the ring.

Trevor: It looks like Ron’s about to shit himself!

With Mike standing and Ron slowly making his way to the ring, Mike runs out of the ring and grabs Ron Matthews and slams him into the steel steps. He throws Ron Matthews into the ring and slides in after him.

Cyrus: Mike’s wanted this since he accepted the match.

Mike goes and picks up a steel chair and looks down at Ron who is on his knees begging Mike not to hit him. By this time, While Ron is begging, Ice Rock is slowly making his way back up to his feet and picks up the sledgehammer. He makes his way over to Mike, spins him around and cracks him in the skull with the sledgehammer as Mike falls to the ground and blood starts to gush from his head.

Trevor: Get that SON OF A BITCH OUT OF THERE!

Ron gets up with a smile on his face and goes to shake Ice Rock’s hand. Ice Rock however, kicks Ron in the gut and gives him a DDT to the mat.

Cyrus: What is going on here!

Ice Rock goes to the outside and grabs two chairs and throws them in the ring. He slides back in and sets the two chairs up facing one another and grabs Ron and picks him up throwing him to the corner.

Trevor: Oh Shit! You know what’s coming.

Ice Rock climbs the top rope and hauls Ron up and picks him up for a powerbomb. Ice Rock jumps off the top rope and drives Ron through the two chairs as Ice Rock lands on top of Ron.

Cyrus: ICE BREAKER! ICE ROCK JUST DELIVERED THE ICE BREAKER TO RON MATTHEWS!!

Trevor: So much for people thinking they where allies.

With Mike still knocked out and Ron just being driven through the two chairs, Ice Rock makes his way back to his feet and pulls Mike on top of Ron. The ref makes the count…1….2….3!!

Winner: Mike Polowy

Ice Rock goes to the corner and calls for a microphone. The ring announce gives him the microphone as he walks back over to Ron and Mike.

Ice Rock: That you backstabbing prick was for firing me once I gave you some power months ago! Now you can go straight to hell!

Ice Rock drops the microphone and heads to the back as medics rush to the ring to check on Ron Matthews and Mike Polowy.

Cyrus: What a first match! Mike Polowy destroys Ice Rock then once Mike gets his hands on Ron Matthews, Ice lays them both out but lets Mike Polowy get the win on Ron Matthews.

Trevor: I still hate the bastard. The AWO is going to be a better place without that egotistical bastar….

All of a sudden, Ice Rock makes his way back towards ringside.

Trevor: What does he want now!

Ice Rock walks past the ring and to the announce table. As Trevor gets to his feet, Ice Rock swings a wild fist connecting Trevor in the Jaw. Ice Rock picks up a chair and as Trevor gets back to his feet, Ice Rock slams the chair into Trevor’s skull sending him back to the floor. As the crowd goes wild, Ice Rock picks up Trevor and puts him over his shoulder and walks back to the dressing room. The camera’s follow the two of them through the dressing room until Ice Rock makes his way to the back entrance. Ice Rock kicks the door as it flies open throwing Trevor out.

Ice Rock: It might be better without me, but there is NO room here for you! Stay the fuck out!

Cyrus: Now who the hell is gonna help me announce this!

All of a sudden, “Animal” by Def Leppard begins to play

Cyrus: What the??....RENEGADE??!!

Renegade comes walking from the backstage area and heads towards the announce table. He puts on a headset and sits down next to Cyrus.

Renegade: So, I hear you need an announcer?

Cyrus: You’re the last person I was wanting help from!

Renegade: That’s good then. You don’t want me here, Ron Matthews doesn’t want me here, and Prez Shay sure as hell doesn’t want me here. So this is where I’m gonna be. Lets get a match going here so I can see some violence.

[Prez Shay]

Fat Guy With Stick vs Chris Bond vs Scruffy Dog

Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, the next contest is the Flaming Tables 3 way dance. This is an elimination style match. 3 Wrestlers start the match and once one gets thrown through a flaming table, the last two continue until another goes through a flaming table.

“Hating Hollywood” by Theory of a Deadman plays as Chris Bond makes his way to the ring. Bond walks up the steps and looks at the crowd as cocky as can be.

Renegade: I hate this bondage loving freak!

Cyrus: Do you hate everybody?

Renegade: Mostly. And shouldn’t you be mopping floors or something?

Cyrus: Urgh!

As Bond settles in his corner, falling away from me by Korn hits as the crowd erupts. Scruffy Dogg’s music plays as everyone looks to the entrance way but Scruffy Dogg does not come out.

Cyrus: Where’s the mutt at?

As the lights go out in the arena, a spotlight shines up on top of the AWOTHRON as the crowd erupts once again as they see Scruffy Dogg standing high above.

Renegade: Oh sweet Jesus. The crazy bastard’s sure as hell is making an entrance.

Scruffy Dogg decends the AWOTHRON and makes his way to the ring. Bond looks on watching Scruffy as the fans are delighted to see an AWO favorite return for this event.
Scruffy makes his way into the ring and goes face to face with Chris Bond, before making their way to their corners.

Cyrus: You can feel the tention in the arena here right now. These two are about to erupt.

Just Then, Trigger by inflames begins to blare through the sound system as FGWS stands on top of the entrance ramp holding his stick high in the air to the delight of the crowd

Renegade: And here comes not so fat guy with stick

FGWS walks down to the ring and rolls inside. As the bell rings,

Scruffy Dog, Chris Bond, and FGWS stand as far away from each other as possible, in a triangular shape. They each stare from one opponent to the other, each noting the distance from, and location, of the tables set up outside the ring. The tables are not on fire yet, but bottles of an unknown flammable substance, and lighters, are positioned next to the tables. After a few brief moments of tension pass by, FGWS is the first one to make a move. He charges at Chris Bond, but Bond takes a step back, and drops, pulling the top rope down while tripping FGWS up with his feet. FGWS stumbles forward and topples over the top tope and to the outside, landing awkwardly, and dropping his weapons

Renegade: Well, FGWS’s outside, Bond’s alone with Scruffy

Cyrus: Everyone knows these two hate each other.

Chris Bond jumps to his feet, happy with what he’s accomplished, and looks behind him to gloat. As soon as he looks back over the ropes however, he’s struck in the back of the neck by a double axe-handle from Scruffy Dog! Bond falls into the ropes, but quickly Scruffy grabs his arm and whips him to the other side of the ring. Bond rebounds off the ropes and charges back towards Scruffy Dog, who swings for a clothesline that Bond manages to duck. Bond stops as soon as he gets behind Scruffy Dog, and dropkicks Scruffy in the back of the legs, tripping Scruffy Dog straight onto his back!!

Cyrus: Bond needs to take advantage of this! Scruffy’s Down!

Renegade: Come On Scruffy! The Bondage Freaks got you ass up!

Bond quickly jumps onto Scruffy Dog, sitting on his chest, and sends a left hook into Scruffy’s face! He winds back with his right arm, but before he can get a right hook in, FGWS spears him right off Scruffy Dog!!! The crowd cheers as FGWS and Bond, rolling over each other in an attempt to gain power, both roll under the bottom rope and off the ring! They both hit the ground with a thud, but it’s not long before they’re both on their feet. FGWS grabs Bond’s head and attempts to slam it into the ring barrier, but Bond stops his own head, before turning and punching FGWS hard in the stomach. FGWS stumbles back and Bond then grabs his arm and whips him hard into the ring steps with a horrible thud!!!

Renegade: What Impact!

Bond walks towards the fallen FGWS, but before he can reach him, Scruffy Dog’s feet hit him in the side of the head with a baseball slide!! Scruffy Dog rolls outside, pouncing on Bond. He raises him, and then runs him shoulder first into the exposed metal turnbuckle! Bond spins sideways after hitting him, but Scruffy doesn’t let up, stomping him into the ground a few times before pulling him back to hit feet. Once back to his feet, Scruffy Dog uppercuts Bond, sending him reeling again. Bond spins, takes a few steps, and then falls into the ring barricades opposite to where they originally got out of the ring. Scruffy Dog starts to follow, but he trips up as FGWS grabs his leg! Scruffy almost falls flat on his face, but manages to steady himself. He turns, and boots FGWS in the stomach. FGWS reels, and Scruffy Dog turns back to Bond, just in time to dodge a sudden Reality Check!!!

Cyrus: Bond almost had him with the Reality Check! Scruffy seems to be underestimating Bond

Renegade: Not just Scruffy. FGWS’s doing it to!

Scruffy Dog just manages to move in time, with Bond’s foot narrowly passing by the side of his head. Scruffy seizes the chance, and grabs Bond’s leg, wrapping his arm around Bond’s knee, trapping it in the air! Bond struggles to be freed, but Scruffy refuses to let go, and begins walking forwards… forcing Bond to hop backwards!! Scruffy Dog forces Bond right back up against the ring barricade, and then throws his leg up and back towards Bond, flipping Bond backwards over the ring barrier and into the crowd!!

Renegade: This is NOT where Bond wants to be! The Crowd’ll eat him alive

Cyrus: He might like it!

Renegade: OH SHUT UP AND GO CLEAN MY TOILET!

Scruffy Dog then leaves the crowd to deal with Bond as he walks over to the nearest table. He grabs one of the mystery bottles, unscrews it, and covers the table with the liquid inside. He then looks over to see Bond climbing back over the fence. Quickly, he grabs the lighter, flicks it, and then drops it onto the table, watching as it goes up into flames.

Renegade: We’ve got Fire!!

Cyrus: Burn Baby Burn!

Scruffy heads over to Bond, and grabs him around the back of the neck. Bond rebels, however, and elbows Scruffy in the stomach. Scruffy doubles over and Bond grabs his head, DDTing him into the mat below! Bond quickly climbs back to his feet, with Scruffy following, but Bond grabs his head for a second DDT into the mats!!

Cyrus: Bond’s forgot his moves and only doing DDT’s

Renegade: Damnit! Get up Scruffy!

Bond tries pulling Scruffy Dog to his feet, but Scruffy seems to be in too much of a daze after being driven down into flimsy mats covering a concrete floor. Instead, Bond grabs him by the leg, and begins to drag him towards the burning table. He reaches the table and looks at it, unsure of how to actually get Scruffy through it, while shielding his eyes from the burning heat that’s eating through the liquid. He then tries lifting Scruffy Dog to his feet again… but Scruffy Dog gets away from him and rolls into the ring!! Bond, enraged, chases after him. Both men stand in the center of the ring, and Scruffy Dog runs to the opposite side, with Bond hot on his trail. Scruffy rebounds off the ropes, and ducks past Bond, heading back to the other side, and towards the side with the now only slightly flaming table outside, having eaten through almost all of the liquid already. Bond stops, and charges him, but suddenly Scruffy Dog stops too, and turns, and grabs Bond right around the neck. Bond, taken by surprise, has no chance to act as Scruffy Dog hauls him by the neck right over the top rope, sending him crashing through the table outside!!!

Renegade: So much for Bond!

Suddenly though, the referee, who is examining the situation closely, runs over to the ring announcer and the commentators, with some news.

Cyrus: He’s not eliminated yet people! The referees are saying that Bond went through AFTER the table stopped burning.

Scruffy Dog, also being told by the referee that Bond is still in the match, shakes his head, frustrated. He looks down at Bond, who still looks a mess lying amongst shards of broken wood, and as he does so he gets struck in the back of the head by FGWS’s stick!!!

Cyrus: That’s what ya get for taking your eyes off your opponent…To look at another one.

Renegade: Yea, the one who’s not moving!

Scruffy Dog falls to one knee, and FGWS winds up again, smacking Scruffy Dog in the side of the head this time with the large wooden stick. Scruffy Dog collapses onto his stomach, rolling from side to side, holding the side of his head. FGWS holds the stick up, showing it to the crowd as he walks around Scruffy Dog. He then grabs Scruffy Dog by the hair and pulls him to his feet, before grabbing his neck, lifting him high into the air, and slamming him back down to the ring mat with a vertical suplex! He grabs Scruffy by the hair again, and again pulls him to feet, but before he can get a second vertical suplex in, Scruffy Dog kicks him right in the balls!!

Cyrus: Low Blow!

Renegade: Only thing for sure is he’s not going to be planning on getting lucky for the next few days

FGWS doubles over, before falling to his knees, as Scruffy Dog stumbles towards the ropes and climbs through to the outside. When FGWS recovers, he looks over, and sees Scruffy Dog stumbling up the ramp. FGWS rolls out of the ring and chases after him, reaching him at the top of the ramp, walking onto the stage area. He grabs Scruffy Dog from behind, but Scruffy Dog reverses and spins around behind FGWS, trapping him into a hammerlock! FGWS struggles to get free but instead Scruffy Dog runs him straight into the entranceway props for One Night In Hell!! Scruffy Dog pulls him back again, FGWS’s arm still trapped, and once again runs him head first into the props! He releases him at last, and then continues through the curtain and into the backstage area!!

Cyrus: Where’s that dog going! Someone blow a dog whistle?

Renegade: Damnit! Wrong way Scruffy!

By the time FGWS has climbed to his feet and caught up to Scruffy Dog, Scruffy is entering the kitchen for some unknown reason. FGWS stands back to watch him, wondering what the hell he’s up to… as Scruffy Dog heads into the back room and opens the fridge… where he pulls out some Scruffy Dog cola!!!

Cyrus – I thought they banned that in America

Renegade: I guess EVERYTHINGS legal at One Night In Hell.

Scruffy Dog opens the can and an ominous fog-like substance pours from the top, before he pulls his head back and downs the whole can. He throws the can towards the nearest bin, where it hits the rim and bounces back out, and then turns to see FGWS looking at him with disgust. Scruffy Dog smiles and then charges at him. A few board members, sitting down for a bite to eat on the nicely set up tables, watch on as Scruffy Dog spears FGWS right into the wall!! FGWS collapses to the ground, but then kicks Scruffy Dog in the knee. Scruffy Dog hops on one leg backwards, and FGWS jumps back to his feet and jumps onto Scruffy Dog, Lou Thesz Press style, sending them both crashing through a nearby table!! FGWS looks up at the nearby referee hopefully, but he shakes his head. Once again, the table was not aflame.

Cyrus: Can anyone keep a table burning here!

FGWS climbs off Scruffy Dog, who is trapped in a mess of broken table and cutlery, and backs up against the wall to recover. Scruffy Dog is having a slightly more difficult time, however, as he has found himself wrapped in the table cloth! FGWS watches on in amazement at Scruffy Dog finally manages to get his feet, but his arms are trapped against his body by the tablecloth! FGWS is quick to move, as he grabs the tablecloth and continues to wrap it around Scruffy Dog even more so, completely trapping him, and leaving only his legs able to move!! FGWS chuckles to himself, as Scruffy Dog desperately tries to escape, to no avail. FGWS then grabs Scruffy Dog around the waste and lifts him over his shoulder, before carrying him over to another table and slamming him down hard through it!!!

Renegade: ummmmmm, Table needs to be burning FGWS. I guess he lots his brains when he lost the pounds.

Finally, FGWS grabs a table cloth off another table and carries it into the backroom. There he finds the oven, which is currently heating up some form of gruel. He throws the pot to the side and dangles the side of the table cloth over it, and it doesn’t take long for the whole thing to go up in flames. He quickly runs back and throws it over another table, watching as the other table cloth catches on fire, igniting the whole table. Scruffy Dog can only watch on from his lying-down position in the table as FGWS quickly runs over and grabs him. He pulls him to his feet, and begins to drag him over to the flaming table… but suddenly Scruffy Dog has unraveled himself from the tablecloth! FGWS, in between Scruffy Dog and the flaming table now, fails to notice, until he gets kicked in the midsection, and has his head pulled in between Scruffy Dog’s legs!!

Cyrus: It’s Scruffbuster Time!!

Scruffy Dog grabs FGWS arms, but FGWS fights back… and suddenly manages to stand up, sending Scruffy Dog over the top of him, and crashing through the table behind him, which is still burning brightly!!! The referee nods his head, and Scruffy Dog is eliminated from the match!!

Cyrus: Scruffy’s eliminated!! And he’s on FIRE!!

Scruffy Dog leaps up, to find his clothes aflame! Ring staff try to throw a towel over him, and put him out via a fire extinguisher, but they only manage to put out most of the fire before Scruffy Dog runs from the room, seemingly in terror.

Renegade: Where’s he going! He’s still on fire!

Cyrus: Maybe he’s looking for the AWO Pool to go for a swim to cool off!

Meanwhile, back by the ring, Chris Bond has climbed out of the wreckage of the table that he went through. He is recovering, with an aching body after such a harsh fall… in a deck chair that has appeared from seemingly nowhere, as he watches the AWO-Tron to see what’s going down backstage. Finally, after a while, FGWS comes jogging back out through the curtain and down the ramp. Bond, seeing this, stands up and packs up the deck chair, folding it up. He sets it up against the ring, but when FGWS reaches him, he picks it back up again and slams it down onto FGWS’s head!!! The blow is so hard it actually snaps the deck chair in two, and leaves FGWS seemingly unconscious on the ground!!

Cyrus: Holly Shit! Look at the Chair.

Renegade: That should be put on auction on AWO.com! Bond swings Chair. Bond Breaks Chair.

Bond then walks over to the closest non-broken table, opening the bottle next to it, and pours the flammable liquid all over the table. He picks up the lighter as well, and flicks it open, but before he gets a chance to set the table alight, FGWS grabs him from behind, and German Suplexes him back down to the mat!! He then rolls back into the ring, where he last saw his stick, to find it lying in the opposite corner of the ring.

Renegade: He sees the stick! He’s like a kid on Christmas morning!

He starts running for it, but straight away Bond reaches in under the bottom rope, grabbing FGWS around the legs, and sending him face first into the ring mat! Bond climbs into the ring after him, and runs over to FGWS’s stick. He picks it up, smiling at it, as FGWS climbs to his feet, looking in the other direction, not realizing Bond has passed him. He stands, and quickly turns to face Bond, as Bond strikes down with the stick. FGWS manages to grab Bond’s arm however, to stop the attack! He pushes Bond away, but as soon as he does, Bond takes a step forward and delivers a Reality Check right into FGWS’s face!!!

Cyrus: BAM! Bond’

FGWS falls into a crumpled mass on the ring mat, and Bond throws the stick onto him. He wastes a little time to catch his breath, before dragging FGWS to his feet by his arm, and leading him back to the side of the ring with the table set up directly outside the ring. He punches FGWS in the stomach once for good measure, before lifting him up and dropping him onto the top rope, his legs dangling over the edge above the table below!

Renegade: he needs to light the table! It’s still not lit!

Cyrus: Bond you moron! Light the damn Table!

Bond seems to realise that it won’t be an elimination if FGWS goes through the table beneath, but he doesn’t care. He lifts FGWS’s head up, trying to send him over the top… but suddenly FGWS grabs the bottom rope, and manages to crawl back into the ring… through Bond’s legs!!! Bond tries to turn around, but FGWS lifts up his legs and holds him horizontally to the top rope, almost reversing the positions from before!! FGWS then begins to push Bond towards the outside of the ring, with Bond trying to no avail to stop FGWS’s actions. Finally, Bond looks about ready to give in and just go through the table, when all of a sudden Scruffy Dog comes running out of the entranceway, his right sleeve still ablaze, being chased by ring staff with sheets and fire extinguishers!!

Renegade: Scruffy’s Back…..And he’s on fire?

Cyrus: This guy’s insane! Let them put it out!

Bond can only watch on as Scruffy Dog runs up, tears off the sleeve off his shirt, and throws the sleeve onto the table, sending the table up in flames! Immediately after doing so, FGWS launches Bond’s legs towards the entranceway, and Bond flips forwards over the ropes, and goes crashing through the flaming table below!!!

Cyrus: FGWS’s won it! He’s won it! With Scruffy’s flaming sleeve!

Larry: “And your winner… by elimination… Fat Guy with Stick!!!”

Ring staff mob Scruffy Dog (at last) and Chris Bond with flame retardant blankets and spray them with an endless stream from fire extinguishers, as the referee raises FGWS’s hand high into the air, with Trigger by In Flames blasting through the speakers and across the arena.

[Prez Shay]

Shay Semmens vs Nick Polowy
AWO Heavyweight Championship

The lights go out as the Cell decends to the arena floor. On top of the cell there are chairs and Singapore canes.

Renegade: Well, what an evening so far tonight.

Cyrus: Looks like it’s just about to get better. It’s the main event of the night. We’ve got the AWO president who is the AWO world champion defending his title against a guy who has been delivering nothing but the news since the AWO went on ‘vacation’ last year.

Renegade: Well, this should be interesting…anyway you look at it, the AWO championship is going to be decided between two guys who DON’T WRESTLE!!

As the cage reaches the floor, the lights come back on. The crowd erupts in cheers as they know they are about to witness the Hell On Top Of a Cell match.

Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, it is now time for the MAIN EVENT!! This match, scheduled for one fall, is for the AWO Heavyweight Championship. The winner is the wreslter who manages to through his opponent off the top of the cell through a table on the arena floor.

“Carmina Burana” by Carl Orff begins to play as Nick Polowy makes his way to the ring. He looks around at the crowd that he never throught he would see again as a wrestler. The fans cheer as they hope by the end of the night, that they will have seen the AWO Championship be taken from Shay Semmens and awarded to Nick Polowy. Nick makes his way towards the ring and stops as he reaches the cell. He looks up nervously. Nick takes a deep breath and begins to climb the cell. Once on top, he makes his way to the center of the ring as his music begins to play.

Cyrus: This is going to be a a match that is surely going to cause injury to at least one person.

Renegade: You’ve got that right. I’ve been in one of these matches and they’re not fun. Especially if you’re the one who’s falling to that floor.

As the AWO theme begins to play, The crowd’s reaction turns from cheers to boo’s. Shay semmens walks through the curtain with the AWO champsionship strapped around his waist.

Renegade: And there’s the guy who’s held the championship from greats in this promotion since he owns the title and closed the AWO doors soon after he won the title in a match where he basically screwed the company and the fans.

Cyrus: Well I wouldn’t say nothing, he’s paying you to be here ton…

Renegade: He’s not paying me shit to be here. I came here on my own terms and I’m just out here because you needed someone to carry you through the rest of the night. Plus I wanted to see him get his ass kicked.

Shay slowly walks to the ring and stops at the cage as Nick Polowy did. Instead of climbing the cage, he begins to turn around. Shay only gets half way to the back before Ice Rock comes out with a steel chair and points to the ring.

Renegade: There We Go ICE! He’s trapped. It’s either a chair to the head or climb the cage.

Cyrus: This isn’t gonna be good for Shay if he decides the first option….Or the second.

Shay slowly back up to the ring. As he’s backing up he does not see Nick Polowy desending the cage to meet him. Nick gets to the bottom of the cage as Shay turns around and is greeted by Nick grabing him by the hair and slamming him head first into the cage as the bell rings.

Renegade: And now we wait.

Cyrus: For what?

Renegade: For Shay to get his ass kicked.

Just then, _____ by _____ begins to play as Scruffy Dogg makes his way to the ring. Ice Rock and Scruffy get face to face in the center of the isle.

Renegade: What the hell! We’re all Friends for fuck sakes!

Cyrus: Remember! Scruffy’s AWO tradition! He’s AWO through and through! And Ice Rock’s basically had a grudge with the AWO since the AWO killed off his life, his blood, his passion for the XFL!

Renegade: Cyrus, that’s bullshit and you know it! Ice Rock’s grudge wasn’t with the AWO, it was against Trevor and I think he finished that tonight when he threw him out on his ass tonight. He’s always hated Shay and that’s why he’s out here. To make sure that Shay doesn’t try to get out of this match. And Scruffy Dogg should realize that to!

Meanwhile, Nick is bashing Shay’s head against the cell, Shay manages to get in a low blow in on Nick. As Nick falls to the arena floor in pain, Shay begins climbing the cell to get away from Nick. Nick gets back to his feet and follows Shay to the top of the cell.

Cyrus: SHAY YOU NUMBSKULL!! You don’t CLIMB the cell to get away! You find a way AWAY from the cell!

Renegade: Remember, there’s weapons up there!

Shay gets to the top of the cell first. As he loks around, his face looses all color as he realizes wha he’s gotten himself into. He looks to climb back down but realizes that Nick just got to the top of the cell as well. Nick punches Shay across the face as Shay falls and lands on the ceiling of the cell which they are now standing on. Nick grabs and chair and picks it up looking at Shay, but drops it.

Cyrus: What? Nick doesn’t want to hit Shay.

Renegade: Oh Jesus! He respects him too much to hit him with it.

As Nick turns his back to Shay and starts to walk around the cell, Shay gets to his feet and grabs the chair and slams it across Nicks back causing Nick to fall in pain.

Cyrus: Shay surely doesn’t feel the same way as Nick does.

Shay, begins to repeatedly smash the chair across the small of Nick’s back. After 5 chair shots to the back Shay drops the chair and picks up Nick trying to bring him to the edge of the cell to throw him off. Nick counters with an elbow to the gut. As Shay is bent over holding his gut, Nick grabs a chair and slams it across the top of Shay’s skull with a thundering crack heard across the arena. As Shay falls face first onto the cell, Nick falls back as well.

As Nick and Shay both lay on the cell in pain, Scruffy Dogg and Ice Rock are still arguing. Out from the back, Chris Bond comes running out with a steel chair in hand.

Renegade: Oh Shit! The bondage freak is back!

Bond runs up to Scruffy Dogg and Ice Rock and swings the chair to hit Scruffy in the back of the head. At the last moment, Ice Rock notices what is going on and pushes Scruffy out of the way onto the floor, but is unable to get out of the way as the chair connects with his own skull knocking him to the floor.

Cyrus: This isn’t good. Bond went for Scruffy Dogg but hit Ice Rock. Ice isn’t gonna be happen when he gets up.

Renegade: Happy? He’s going to be flat out pissed off is what he’s going to be! And Scruffy’s gonna be pissed now for sure.

Scruffy Looks up and sees Bond with the chair looking at Ice Rock. As Scruffy gets to his feet, he grabs the chair and slams it into Bond’s chest and Cracks him in the head. Bond falls to the floor and Scruffy gets on top of him pounding his fist into Bond’s skull. AWO Officials and road agents run out to separate the two. Bond gets back to his feet and Scruffy Dogg and Chris Bond fight all the way to the back leaving Ice Rock where he is as he begins to get to his feet. Ice Rock begins to walk to the back after Bond pissed off, but turns around and looks at the top of the cell as Shay and Nick begin to get back up. Ice Rock looks back at the entrance way and takes off running to the cell as he begins to climb it!

Cyrus: There’s No Scruffy to stop him now!

Renegade: Shay’s Royaly screwed!

Ice Rock makes his way to the top of the cell. Shay turns around and sees Ice Rock standing there and begins to back up, only to bump into Nick who is also to his feet holding a Singapore cane. Out from the back, comes Scruffy Dogg as he runs to the ring and climbs the cell. Scruffy Dogg gets to the top and grabs Ice Rock. Ice Rock looks at Scruffy and nods his head. Nick is holding Shay so he won’t run as Ice Rock grabs Shay by the shirt and gets face to face with him. Nick lets go of Shay and picks up a Singapore Cane.

Renegade: Do it ICE!

Cyrus: Why Isn’t Scruffy Doing Anything!!

Ice Rock looks as Shay who is wide eyed expecting an Ice Breaker off the top of the cell but Ice Rock just holds Shay where he stands. Ice just yells at Shay


Ice Rock: See You In HELL You Ausie Powertripping Bastard!

Ice Rock swings Shay around only for Shay to be met with a Singapore cane smashing him in the skull from Nick. Ice Rock walks up to Scruffy and gets in his face again…

Ice Rock: There! I promised I wouldn’t hit him! Happy Now!

Ice Rock climbs back down the cage as Scruffy Dogg follows as they both walk to the back with Ice Rock looking angry.

Renegade: I can’t believe it! He had his chace!

Cyrus: It looks like he promised Scruffy he wouldn’t do it, and he kept his word!

Nick looks back at Ice Rock and Scruffy who are walking through the curtain, as he looks confused on what just happened. He turns around and grabs a chair as Prez Shay is getting to his feet. As Shay staggers as he gets up, Nick slams the chair into Shay’s head. As Shay falls on his back, blood begins to gush down his face quickly covering it with blood.

Cyrus: What a shot to the head! Shay’s bleeding profusely from the head.

Nick Picks up Shay and slaps his face to wake him up. Shays eyes are barely open from that last chair shot as Nick brings Shay to the edge of the cell and pushes him. Shay begins to fall of the cell but as he is falling, he grabs onto the cell as the crowd goes wild.

Renegade: It’s Almost over!!

As Nick goes to stop on Shay’s hand, Shay quickly grabs Nick’s foot and trips him causing nick to fall on his back. Shay looks down and forces himself back on top of the cell. He forces himself to his feet and grabs a chair yelling for Nick to get up.

Cyrus: The Crazy Bastards lost it! He’s mostly lost his federation that he owns to a guy who just walked in and took it over, He’s lost the respect from people who he onces demanded respect from and now he’s lost his damn mind!

Shay continues to yell at Nick to get up. As Nick gets up, Shay swings the chair wildly at Nick’s head, But Nick ducks and grabs a chair of his own and slams it into Shay’s chair, which slams back into Shay’s own head. Shay falls back but as he’s at the edge of the cell, he falls of the cell. Renegade and Cyrus jump off their chairs away from the table as Shay crashes through the table as the bell rings.

WINNER AND NEW AWO CHAMPION: NICK POLOWY

Renegade: Holly Shit!! Nick’s Won!!

Cyrus: Holly Shit! Is Shay Still Alive!!

As Carmina Burana plays and the crowd goes wild, Ron Matthews runs out of the back, still partly covered in blood and grabs the AWO Championship. He puts it over his shoulder and climbs up the cell to give it to Nick Polowy. Nick looks over at Matthews as he takes the belt from him. Nick drops the belt and kicks Ron Matthews in the gut. He grabs him by the back of the pants and the neck and throws him off the cell onto another nearby table and Ron Matthews goes crashing through the table and the Crowd goes wild once again as Nick picks up the title and raises it high in the air to the delight of the fans.

Renegade: RON MATTHEWS HAS JUST BEEN SERVED

Nick is celebrating on top of the cell and as he turns towards the entrance he notices Ice Rock. Ice Rock was standing at the entrance since the match ended watching everything take place. Ice Rock begins to clap and nods his head in approval as he has seen what he wanted to see. Nick Polowy being crowed the new AWO Champion.

Cyrus: Ice Rock’s given his approval to Nick Polowy. What An event! Hopefully this isn’t the last time you get to see AWO Action. This is unbelievable. For Renegade, This is Cyrus. Good night everyone!

AWO ONE NIGHT IN HELL closes with Nick Polowy climbing down the cell and walking to the back with the AWO Championship around his shoulder as paramedics come from the back to help Shay Semmens and Ron Matthews.