[The arena goes completely dark. Roxana Casandra can be heard with the other girls laughing, and then melody of “Livin' in Sin” by Godsmack begins to play as flashes of a graveyard can be seen with the three girls walking ghostly from left to right slowly, their heads down. "Can't break it!" echoes throughout the arena and boom! Two crosses are set on fire as the music begins getting heavier. The cameras fade to the mixed Draven Frost and Hell’s Keeper videos. Walking out slowly Draven and his girls, Keeper and Roxana come out from backstage.]

Victoria Giordano: This bout is scheduled for one fall and is a three-way tag team match… Introducing first, the team of Draven Frost and Hell’s Keeper… weighting in at a combined weight of 570 pounds… The Unholy Alliance!

[Keeper walks nodding his head to the beat, crunches his fist with that sick trademark smile. Draven brushes he's hair in the camera next to him with a comb he has from his jacket. They approach the ring. Draven looks up at the ring with a cocky smirk then goes up the side steps, while his girls take Roxana to the side of the ring. Keeper throws her his vest and black sun-glasses to Roxana. He then kneels looking onward at the entrance with his white eyes, while Frost tests the ropes, and swinging punches in the air.]

Victoria Giordano: …Introducing second… the team of Curtis Durrington and Jakob Lee… weighting in at a combined weight of 472 pounds… The Roughnecks!

[Curtis Durrington appears first, almost as soon as "Lonesome, On'ry and Mean" begins to play. As he normally does, he heads in a very buisness-like manner to the ring. Jakob Lee follows soon after. The more personable of the two, Lee slaps hands and exchanges greetings with the fans all the way to the ring. Curtis Durrington climbs the steps to enter the ring, while Lee slides in under the ring ropes... before tossing his "Roughnecks" cap into the crowd.]

Victoria Giordano: …Introducing last but not least… the team of Joseph Johnson and Shaun Cabalar… weighting in at a combined weight of 447 pounds… the Explicit Content!

The arena goes dark and green lights start flashing at the entrance stage. “The Only” by Static X blasts on throughout the arena as the intensity of the flashing lights elevates. Joseph Johnson finally walks out onto the stage as lights of black and green flash around him. Joseph pauses on the stage and the lights stop flashing. A green neon light shines down over him, while a waterfall of pyro forms in a line across the stage directly behind him. Johnson does his usual taunt for the crowd and green pyrotechnics then explode from the stage down the ramp and to ring. Johnson walks down the ramp to the steel steps and then climbs into the ring. Johnson goes to the far corner and poses on the second rope. He gets down and goes over to the opposite corner to pose for that side as well.]

Jack Starr: YES!! THE UNHOLY ALLIANCE GIRLS! They can come sit over here and discuss the uh.. weather with me.

Adam LaRouche: Fans, don’t mind him. I can assure you we’ll have a great match, three of AWE’s finest tag teams are gonna duke it out for supremacy.

[Lights go to pitch black as gray lights begin flickering in the arena, suddenly "El Jefe" by Daddy Yankee blasts throughout the arena as the lights continue flickering. Shaun Cabalar then walks out from behind the curtains with a hoody covering his head, he then begins to walk down the ramp making his way to the ring taunting the crowd around him; Shaun then walks over to the steel steps nearest to him, then walks to the middle of the ring apron. He stays still as he looks around then gets into the ring through the middle rope and walks to right near a turnbuckle, he then turns around and just leans back on it as he patiently waits for the beginning of the match.]

Jack Starr: So my take is for Unholy Alliance. Since they got chicks.

Adam LaRouche: Well regardless of who’s accompanying who, this’ll be an explosive match. All three teams need to make an impact and who knows, maybe someone will get a title shot at the AWE Tag Titles!

Jack Starr: Those girls should get the title shot Adam… I mean c’mon. They need a little gold to spruce em up.

Adam LaRouche: And you need to be censored sometimes, but we can’t always get what we want.

[As the three teams are in the middle of the ring staring each other up and down and measuring one another, the official orders for all six men to figure out who’s going to start the match. The fans begin to cheer in anticipation of the match, as things finally seem to e sorted out. Curtis Durrington, Draven Frost and Joseph Johnson will kick things off for their respective teams. The three superstars do some last second stretches as their partners take up their assigned corners. Finally the official motions for the bell to be rung and as the sign is recognized, the fans begin to roar like a hungry beast. Ding! Ding! The three wrestlers encircle each other before Curtis and Johnson eye each other and suddenly gang up on the unsuspecting Frost. They quickly toss him into the ropes and as he bounces off of them and comes back towards his assailants. Bam! He takes them down with a cross body and rolls back to his feet. Durrington and Johnson scramble back to their feet but only to be met by a quick double clothesline as they’re sent back to the canvas. The fans let out some boos but Draven just pops back up to his feet and taunts them back before hitting the ropes and charging back at the other two wrestlers. He tries for another clothesline but this time he’s caught and the move is reversed into a double Russian leg sweep. Bam! Frost goes down hard as pain shoots up his body.]

Adam LaRouche: Oof. Don’t worry ladies. He’ll be alright.

Jack Starr: I think someone’s gonna get singled out here.

[Durrington and Johnson begin to unleash a furry of vicious body stomps to the fallen Draven as now the fans feel more satisfied. But in no time Johnson turn to Durrington and nails him with a huge blow to the face that sends him stumbling back a few steps. He quickly grabs Curtis by the arm and tosses him into the ropes where his partner, Shaun Cabalar, grabs him from the back and tries to apply a sleeper hold. But Curtis manages to escape it as he gets into a shouting contest with Shaun. Bam! Out of nowhere Johnson runs up from behind Durrington and downs him with a huge bulldog. Curtis grabs his face in pain as he rolls around in the ring. Meanwhile, left unattended, Frost has just tagged in Hell’s Keeper who easily steps over the top rope to get inside the ring. Joseph is up on his feet and as he turns around he’s met by a huge boot to the face as now he goes down and clutches his face in pain. Keeper lifts up Curtis and tosses him into the empty corner. Bam! He crashes into the turnbuckle back first and bucks up. Keeper continues to put on a clinic as he scoops up Joseph and sends him into the same corner as Durrington. Bam! Johnson crashes right into Curtis as the two men get stuck in the corner, Hell’s Keeper sprints towards them. Bam! He delivers a huge back body splash in the corner pancakeing both men between the turnbuckle and his body.]

Jack Starr: DAMN THAT’S ONE MANLY SANDWICH! LaDouche… care to take a bite?

Adam LaRouche: After you… Pay attention to the match, it’s getting good.

[We swing back to the ring where Jakob Lee and Shaun Cabalar are calling out to their partners to get their stuff together and make the tag. The fans shower Hell’s Keeper with boos but he just ignores them as he rips Johnson out of the corner and sends him flipping across the ring with a quick snapmare. Durrington now sprints out of the corner and leaps onto Hell’s Keeper back, but Keeper just flips him over and down onto his knee for a huge backbreaker. Crunch! Curtis falls to the mats and grabs his hurting back as now Johnson crawls over to his partner on his fours and tags him in. The fans explode with cheers as Shaun Cabalar explodes into the ring and furiously attacks Keeper with huge punches that send the big man stumbling into the corner. Cabalar begins to unload a barrage of various body kicks to his opponent but all of a sudden keeper is resurrected as he sadistically grabs Cabalar by his throat and begins to squeeze the life out of him. Bam! Shaun gets tossed in the corner as Keeper unloads a few elbows and knees to his face. While Keeper is busy once again, Durrington now makes the tag to his partner as, Jakob Lee, hops into the ring.]

Adam LaRouche: Keeper is trying to show off. What a damn monster he is. No wonder has the chicas.

Jack Starr: Keeper is definitely a dominate force in this, I’ll agree with that one, but Durrington just got the tag without him knowing, this could alter the match.

[Jakob quickly goes to work as he stalks the busy Hell’s Keeper from behind. Draven Frost yells out to Keeper to watch out and as he hears his partner screaming in despair, he turns around. Bam! He’s met with a huge drop kick that sends the big man leaning against the ropes. Lee backs down and then charges back at Keeper delivering a huge flying clothesline that sends both men to the outside. Splat! Their bodies hit the hard mats as Joseph Johnson and Curtis Durrington hop down from the apron and rush at Keeper, but before they can do any damage, Draven comes running along the apron and launches himself at the two other men taking them down to the ground. Bodies fly everywhere as the fans explode with cheers for the high-risk maneuver. The official begins the ten count as all the wrestlers are sprawled out on the mats on the outside of the ring… 1… 2… Keeper begins to stir as inside the ring Shaun Cabalar shakes off the cobwebs… 3… 4… Cabalar slides out of the ring and grabbing Hell’s Keeper by his hair drags him over to the steel steps. He cocks his opponent’s head back and the drives into the ring post. Boing! Cabalar cocks back Keeper’s head again and this time rams it against the steel steps. Boom! The official gets the ten count to 6… 7… as Shaun rolls Keeper back inside the ring and slides in himself followed by Jakob Lee who’s also the legal man.]

Jack Starr: Woah, there’s like an orgy of action going on out here. It’s intense.

Adam LaRouche: Yeah, I can name a couple people who’re gonna hurt when they wake up.

[The other three men on the outside of the ring, Draven Frost, Joseph Johnson and Curtis Durrington finally come to their senses as a slug fest breaks out between the three. Johnson grabs both men by their heads and slams them right into the steel guardrail separating the fans from the ring. The brawl continues on the outside as we swing back to the inside of the ring. There, Hell’s Keeper is being assaulted on the canvas with kicks from both, Jakob Lee and Shaun Cabalar. They lift Keeper up and send him into the ropes and as he rebounds he comes back towards the other two men. There’s an attempt by the two for a double clothesline but once again Hell’s Keeper gains steam out of nowhere as he grabs both men by their throats. But they counter with a double kick to his gut as he releases the men from his grasp. Jakob and Shaun now both hit the ropes and come back charging at Keeper with another clothesline attempt but this time he’s able to successfully counter with clothesline of his own. Bam! The men go down to the canvas but quickly pop back up. Keeper takes Jakob back down with a quick arm drag and as Shaun rushes at him he grabs him lifting him up in the air with a guerilla press and tosses him over the ropes right onto Curtis who’s still brawling on the outside with Johnson and Frost. Now, alone in the ring with just Jakob Lee, Hell’s Keeper scoops him up and delivers a huge twisting reverse DDT drop. It’s his trademark move known as The Gateway! The fans explode with boos as Keeper makes the cover… 1… 2… 3…!]

Victoria Giordano: Here are your winners by pin fall… Hell’s Keeper and Draven Frost… The Unholy Alliance!

Adam LaRouche: YES!! It was all thanks to the girls! What wonderful cheerleaders they are.

Jack Starr: Nah, I think the Unholy Alliance just have some really powerful team chemistry.

[All the other men now slide inside the ring from the outside of the ring as a huge brawl breaks out in the middle of the ring. Joseph Johnson begins to clear the ring but before he can finish security runs down the ramp and slides inside the ring. Frustrated, Johnson lays out Curtis Durrington and Jakob Lee along with Draven Frost before finally sliding out of the ring and heading towards the back with his partner, Shaun Cabalar following closely behind him. The fans are on their feet as the brawl continues for a few more minutes between The Roughnecks and The Unholy Alliance before all men are finally restrained.]

Adam LaRouche: Woah! They weren’t done with that much quite yet!

Jack Starr: Yeah, unfortunately for them, security was off their coffee break.

Adam LaRouche: Yeah, I think this tension is definitely going to lead up to Dead End.

Jack Starr: You bet and it doesn’t take a genius to know some gold will be involved.