APW Asylum-9/22-Quezon City, Phillipines

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Fireworks shoot from the stage as Ida Maria’s “Bad Karma” blares over the speakers. The fans are on their feet, holding up their signs high for the APW cameras to read them! There are a huge number of signs for Sally Talfourd, as well as Anthony Bailey. One fan has a picture of AJP photoshopped to have her in a straight jacket!

Nailz: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the Smart Araneta Coliseum, here in Quezon City, Philippines! We’re marching on towards One Night in Hell!

Beckett: We have a stacked card tonight, and we’re starting out with a bang, as Jason Kash and Reaver take on the makeshift team of Sally Talfourd & Aubrey J. Parker!

Nailz: Also, after their double count-out two weeks ago, Shadow and “The Silent Destroyer” Sentinal square off in a Falls Count Anywhere match! Things have been getting incredibly violent between the two men, and tonight, they look to settle things!

Beckett: And in our Main Event, “The Real Show” Terry Marvin defends his APW Undisputed Championship against “The Main Attraction” Young Mannie! Mannie is coming into this contest as a long-shot underdog, but he’s surprised us in the past! I put ten bucks on him here tonight!

Nailz: Folks, you’re not going to want to miss a moment of the action here tonight!

ITS SHOWTIME

“Hate Me Now” Blares over the loudspeakers and a mixed reaction for the APW Undisputed Champion rings through the arena. Terry makes his way to the ring greeting the fans the whole way. He rolls in the ring and poses with his Undisputed Championship before standing up, Microphone in hand.

Marvin:: I guess my feelings about my match tonight are no secret right about now. I guess my feelings about APW are about as well a kept secret. Guess I should say something about that.

Terry pauses while the mixture of cheers and boos continues.

Marvin:: I don't hate APW... Never have and I never will. Ive just had the best year of my career and it's all thanks to the opportunities afforded me by APW and all that
goes with it. So there will always be a special Action Packed place in my heart. Especially for you fans.

The crowd cheers a bit now.

Marvin:: Love me or Hate me... You are the best fans in the world. And its because of you that I didn't simply walk away tonight. You kept me here...you kept thiS match on. Unfortunately... After tonight... This is the end of Terry Marvin in APW.

The crowd is silent by Terrys announcement. he pauses for a second looking around taking it all in, doing a good job hiding his emotions....though they are starting to show.

Suddenly hits as The crowd mostly cheers. Jason Kash comes out with a microphone in his hand and a torn and tattered tie ocer his ring gear. He swiftly rolls into the ring and stands opposite of Terry.

Kash: What the hell Terry? You're just gonna take your title and run? Just like that?

Marvin:: that's not what this is Kash and you know it. I am not abandoning this title... Simply moving on.

Kash shakes his head.

Kash: Well...thats too damn bad man. Cause I had one hell of an idea for One Night in Hell and it wont be quite the same without you. Concidering the way you Thrived last year in the
Elimination Chamber Match... A match I won my first world title in.

The crowd cheers a bit before Kash continues. Terry seems to perk his ears a bit.

Kash: Espically since I was gonna give you a chance to chose most of your opponents. But if you're ready to ride into the sunset then oh well.

The crowd pops a bit and Kash flashes a knowing smile.

Marvin:: I know what you're trying to do there. Playing into my ego and allowing me to set the challenge.

Kash: Is it working?

Marvin:: Maybe a little.

The crowd pops again.

Kash: So? What do you say. Let me make up this Mannie match to you. If you win tonight... How about ONE MORE
MATCH?

The crowd begins chanting "one more match" as Terry smiles and shrugs. He shakes Jasons outstretched hand.

Marvin:: Why the hell not?

The crowd erupts into cheers. Jason smiles satisfied while Terry raises the microphone again.

Marvin:: In that case, let’s get right to it shall we? My first pick…. the person who deserves a second chance at this title given her hard fought match at Shockwave. My first opponent is Aubrey J. Parker!

THe crowd boos loudly with a few cheers sprinkled in. Jason just chuckles.

Kash: How’d I know? Well, we can’t let the New Sindicate have all the fun can we? Let’s get right to number two. Personally I’ve had my problems with this man, but that’s all in the past. So without further ado… Opponent number two...and I do like the number two… ANTHONY BAILEY!

The fans blow the roof off the place as they cheer for Bailey. Terry just smiles and nods.

Marvin:: Sounds good… but why stop there. I've fought her before, I'm itching to fight her once more, pick number three is Sally Talfourd!

The crowd pops loudly again!

Kash: Why not? Now I've got to apologize for this next one, Terry, because I know you're not going to like it, but he managed to finagle it into his contract that he gets to Main Event any time we're in Japan, the fifth participant inside the Elimination Chamber will be none other than your opponent tonight, Young Mannie! But look at the bright side, Terry! You'll get to beat him up again, you know what I'm saying? Huh? Huh?

Kash gives Terry a couple of playful jabs to the ribs of Terry. TMarv doesn't look too amused, but he just shakes his head, raising the mic to his mouth once more.

Marvin:: That sucks, Kash, it really does. That's not quite the blockbuster I had in mind to finish this little thing off. See there’s a plethora of names that could easily fill this last one. Shadow, Mr. Dangerous, Zachariah Blood, Stefan Raab, Reaver… but none of them seem to quite fit the opponent I had in mind. See… I want somebody… UNDER THE INFLUINCE!

The crowd pops loudly!

Marvin:: My last pick Mr. Kash… IS YOU!

Kash: I'm flattered, Terry, I really am, but that would be a conflict of interest for me, considering that I'm the interim General Manager of Asylum!

Kash gives a cheesy thumbs up before continuing to speak.

Kash: So unfortunately, Terry, I must respectfully decline. However, I have it on good authority that a former APW Mega Star will be making their return around One Night in Hell, and I figure, what better way to welcome them back than to give them a shot at the APW Undisputed Championship! So they'll be the sixth participant!

Marvin: Well who is it? Who's the fucker that wants to challenge for my title?

Kash shrugs his shoulders.

Kash: I don't know. I just have it on good authority that somebody is coming back, I'm not sure who! But believe me, pal, as soon as I know, you'll know![/color]

Terry gives Kash a look that's a mixture of bemusement and "what the crap are you doing..." Still, Terry brings the mic up to his face once more.

Marvin: You just wouldn't be Jason Kash if you weren't screwing with me, would you? But fine, we'll play your little game. Either way, at One Night in Hell, I'm leaving the Extreme Elimination Chamber as the APW Undisputed Champion![/color]

"Hate Me Know" hits the speakers once more as Marvin leaves the ring. Kash stays in ring, grinning from ear to ear, preparing for his match after the break.

Nailz: What a blockbuster announcement for the Main Event of One Night in Hell! The APW Undisputed Championship will be defended inside the Extreme Elimination Chamber, with Terry Marvin taking on Aubrey J. Parker, Anthony Bailey, Sally Talfourd, Young Mannie, and another Mega Star to be named! This is going to be huge!

Beckett: That it is! And right after the break, we're going to get to see two of the participants in that Extreme Elimination Chamber as Sally Talfourd and Aubrey J. Parker will team up to take on Foul Play! With the constant tension between Sally and Aubrey, you know that fireworks are going to fly between the two of them, and now even moreso with the news that they'll be opponents at One Night in Hell!

APW Asylum cuts to a commercial break.

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Kash is still in the middle of the ring as Asylum comes back on the air.

Stenfelder: The following bout is a TAG TEAM MATCH scheduled for ONE fall! Introducing first…

"Raw Talk" thumps in through the speaker system as Foul Play Member Reaver steps out from the back. Reaver calm with his eyes stuck on the ring as Kash slaps his chest twice before stepping to the center of the ring. He leans forward and slaps the mat a few times before throwing his hands up above his head. This prompts Reaver to make his way down the ramp.

Stenfelder: They are the team of, the newwwww APW Suicidal Champion, Reaver and the Interim General Manager of Sunday Night Asylum, Jason Kash… FOUL PLAY!

Reaver reaches ring side and he pops himself up on the ring apron as Kash jogs in place inside the ring. Reaver enters and they step to the center. Kash shoves Reaver to the chest and Reaver comes down with a open palm slap to Kash's as their adrenaline rises, they wait for their opponents.

Nailz: Foul Play has a lot better chemistry than their opponents here tonight…

Beckett: And Jason Kash knew that! Cheap bastard booked this match on purpose!

The crowd is buzzing with anticipation for the coming match. On cue, the lights take on a blue tinge and 'TroubleMaker' hits the speakers. This sets the crowd off: everyone knows who this is leading up to. As the song bursts to life, out races Sally Talfourd, racing to the front of the stage. Raising her hands to the crowd, she kicks her leg and heads towards the ring, slapping hands with the crowd that hangs over the rails for her.

Stenfelder: Making her way to the ring this evening, weighing in at a sublime one-hundred and forty pounds, standing in at five feet and ten inches of perfection, this is Sally Talfourd!

Sally stands at the base of the steps to the ring, waving to the crowd as she is announced. When that's done, she dashes up the steps, hoists herself over the top ring and bounces to the centre of the ring-- but her music is abruptly cut off as the haunting instruments and vocals of Foxygen's "In the Darkness" penetrate the arena through its sound system and the crowd erupts into a thunderous, negative reaction. The song rips through the PA system, followed by neon strobes swaying through the crowd. Their reaction only grows louder as Aubrey J. Parker steps out onto the ramp, standing with a hand on her hip. She surveys the booing legions of fans with a thoughtful expression upon her face.

Stenfelder: And her tag team partner, from Pleasanton California, weighing in at one hundred and thirty-one pounds, she is Aubrey J. Parker!

Parker turns her attention toward the ring and struts all the way down the ramp, hopping up onto the apron, sliding across with one hand gliding across the middle rope and one pressed to her lips. Here, she would typically blow a kiss to the crowd-- but she stops and gives them a dismissive wave instead. She steps into the ring and makes her way to the turnbuckles, hopping onto them, looking out into the audience with a smirk, mouthing something at the masses that continue to boo and heckle her. She climbs down from the turnbuckles and leans in the corner, waiting for action as her music fades.

Tag Team Match
Foul Play (Jason Kash & Reaver) vs Aubrey J. Parker & Sally Talfourd

Our match begins with Sally and Kash circling each other to a raucous crowd. Sally wears an intense look while Kash grins at her, dropping to a knee every now and again, threatening to nail her with a takedown-- but he feints once too many times, and Sally charges at him, driving a knee into his jaw! Kash hits the ropes and Sally goes after him, but the referee warns her back! Kash explodes out of the corner, however, and nails a Rolling Elbow that takes Sally to the mat!

Nailz: And the Mark of JASON out of nowhere! Sally’s down! Kash has the legs hooked!

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Beckett: And Sally gets the shoulder up! But Kash has her up again! Haha, he won’t relent!

Kash sends Sally careening sternum-first into the ternbuckles. Sally stumbles back and Kash comes at her again, going for the UTI, but Sally counters with a Hangman’s Neckbreaker! Kash groans and climbs to his feet, but before he can get a steady vertical base, Sally nails a Dropkick to the jaw! Kash hits the mat, and falls victim to a second Dropkick! Sally backs into a neutral corner and pushes herself up to the second turnbuckle. Kash is hunched over as he begins to climb back up to his feet, and Sally nails a Leg Drop from the second rope, driving him skull-first to the canvas to the delight of the audience! Sally rolls Kash over onto his back and she makes her way to her corner, ascending to the top rope once more, but Aubrey J. Parker tags herself in as Sally makes her way to the top rope! The crowd boos the tag and Sally stands on the top rope, watching in confusion as Aubrey sprints into the ring and dives on top of Kash, hitting him with hard fists and forearms while the ref urges Sally to exit to the apron.

Nailz: Well, now the woman that claims that she’s “Jesus Christ” has entered the ring, and Sally looks none too happy about it.

Beckett: Neither does Reaver! Aubrey got like, ten closed fists in while the referee was wasting time with Sally! But that’s a page out of Kash’s book.

Aubrey J. Parker exits to the apron and waits for Kash to get up. As he does, Aubrey goes for a Springboard Leg Lariat-- but Kash ducks! Aubrey staggers upon landing and Kash immediately hooks her for a Tiger Suplex into a pin!

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Aubrey kicks out of it at the last possible second to a deep groan from the crowd. She crawls up to her hands and knees. Kash shoots the ropes, and Reaver tags himself in, unbeknownst to AJP! Kash comes back toward Parker for a knee strike to the temple, but Parker avoids it by mere inches! She grabs Kash’s leg and locks him in a Grapevine Ankle Lock! Kash cries out in pain, crawling toward his corner. Sally shouts words of warning at AJP, but it’s too late-- Reaver flies from the top turnbuckle and nails a Flying Headbutt to Parker’s collarbone! AJP cries out in pain and rolls onto her stomach, groaning in agony.

Nailz: And Reaver just nailed a high-risk maneuver out of nowhere, but he may have hurt himself in the process! Jason’s down on the outside… Parker’s down in the middle of the ring… And Reaver could have this one put away, but I think he damn-near knocked himself out with that headbutt!

Beckett: He’s crawling… He’s rolling Parker onto her back! Both legs are hooked!

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Nailz: And AJP stays alive!

AJP crawls to the ropes and pulls herself up, glaring at Reaver who does the same on the opposite side of the ring. AJP, with a shriek, sprints across the ring and delivers a Running Super Kick to Reaver’s temple! Reaver collapses against the ropes and Parker delivers a hard kick to the back of his left shin, knocking him to his back! She drags him to the center of the ring. She holds his left leg in the air for a moment-- before locking in the Japanese Leg Bar, known as the Sugar & Spice! The crowd erupts into a mixed reaction as Reaver writhes in the hold. Parker screams for him to tap!

Beckett: Tap out, Reaver! Think of your future! Think of how long it took you to get a championship!

Nailz: He’s crawling for those ropes with everything he’s got! He’s dragging AJP across the ring with him!

Reaver reaches for the ropes, but is only a few inches too short. AJP puts everything she has behind the hold… But from the outside, Kash rises to his knees and pulls Reaver the extra three inches toward the bottom rope before the ref can see, and makes his way back to his corner! While the crowd roars the “technique”, Sally rubs her temples in frustration and AJP gives Kash a death glare while the referee counts to five-- with Parker breaking the hold at four, still glaring at Kash.

Beckett: HEY! That’s not fair!

Nailz: I think their intentions are implied with their name! Foul Play stays in this one with some unconventional teamwork!

AJP rolls up to her knees, then focuses on Reaver and stalks him as he climbs to his feet. She reaches up and tries to hook him for a Reverse DDT, but Reaver drops ot his back and brings a boot up, catching AJP in the top of the head! Parker stumbles back and falls to her knees. Reaver groggily climbs to his feet, reaching a vertical base at the same time as AJP. She runs forward and goes for a forearm, but Reaver blocks it and nails a kick to her gut! He follows up with a quick kick to her ribcage, stunning her. He finishes with a Belly-to-Belly Side Suplex that drives her to the canvas! The crowd roars at the display and Reaver hooks the near leg!

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Beckett: And she gets the shoulder up!

Reaver pulls AJP to her feet and Irish Whips her. As she comes back, Reaver hoists her up in a waist-lock and goes for a Spinebuster-- but Parker counters, capturing Reaver in a front guillotine with body scissors! Reaver drops to his knees before he can slam her to the ground and the crowd roars with mixed reaction as the energetic Parker flails herself around, putting more torque on Reaver’s neck! Reaver tries to crawl on his knees toward the outstretched hand of Kash, but the closer he gets to his corner, the groggier he becomes! Reaver, less than four feet from his corner finally seems to slow, completely… And Parker rises to her feet, driving Reaver to the ground with a Snap DDT while he’s already nearly unconscious on his knees! Both competitors lie side-by-side and the crowd roars as Sally gets them behind her team, urging AJP to crawl toward her.

Nailz: Aubrey J. Parker needs to make the tag! She doesn’t have the energy to push Reaver over for that cover, or to lock in that Leg Bar! She’s crawling… Sally’s ready!

Parker army-crawls toward her corner. She rises to her knees and glares up at Sally for a few moments, exchanging words with her that can’t be heard on camera.

Beckett: She’s not gonna tag her!

Nailz: Don’t be stupid, Aubrey!

Sally seems to plead with Aubrey to make the tag. Aubrey slowly climbs to her feet and gets in Sally’s face. The two continue to argue… And Reaver finally makes the tag to Kash on the other side of the ring! Aubrey turns, hearing the tag, and Kash slowly enters the ring. Aubrey turns to Sally, and reluctantly tags her hand to a pop from the crowd.

Beckett: There it is!

Nailz: Sally’s in! Here we go!

Sally enters the ring and takes Kash down with a running high knee! Kash climbs to his feet and ducks under a Clothesline! He goes to hit Sally with a Back Suplex, but she lands behind him and delivers a knee to his lower back! Kash falls to his knees and Sally shoots the ropes in front of him, coming back for a boot to the jaw, but Kash avoids it! Sally whips around and Kash charges her, going for his running Back-to-Back Cutter, the UTI!

Nailz: And Kash with the-- NO! Backslide Pin by Sally!

Beckett: And the ref’s in perfect position to make the count!

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Beckett: And Jason Kash BARELY avoids that!

Sally gets to her feet but she immediately takes Kash to the ground with a Headscissors Takedown!

Nailz: Sally was going for the COTS! Kash wisely hugged his arms to himself, though, scouting her famous submission maneuver, but Sally still got him with the takedown! And now Kash is up in Sally and AJP’s corner… This might not be the best situation for him!

Sally charges at Kash for a Clothesline, but Kash ducks down and launches Sally up-and-over the top rope-- but AJP tags herself in as Sally saves herself on the apron! Kash, ignorant to the tag, goes for Sally, but she drops down to the apron and hits a sharp kick to Kash’s temple! Kash stumbles back and Parker springboards from the apron to the top rope and takes Kash down with a Springboard Flying Arm Drag! Kash is propelled back to his feet and hits the ropes sternum-first, but rebounds backward into a Rolling Russian Leg Sweep from Parker, followed by a Forward Russian Leg Sweep! The crowd explodes at the chain of maneuvers and Parker pushes Kash over onto his back for the cover!

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Nailz: Kash gets the shoulder up! Just barely!

Aubrey J. Parker drags Kash back toward her corner and gives Sally a scowl before tagging her in. Parker performs an arm-twist, and Sally leaps up to the top turnbuckle before delivering a knee drop to the targeted arm! Kash hits the ground and groans in pain, clutching that left arm, and Sally covers him.

Nailz: Some impressive, and surprising teamwork from Sally and Aubrey! Sally with the cover! One, two, and-- Kash kicks out right after the two. And I think Sally might have gotten it if she hooked the far leg.

Beckett: It’s weird seeing Aubrey targeting the arm, but she knows that it’ll leave Kash vulnerable for the COTS, which Sally attempted earlier. We saw her targeting Reaver’s leg earlier. Maybe the ladies got together for some pre-match strategy?

Nailz: Not sure, but now Sally is just delivering knees to that shoulder of Kash-- and Kash is in the ropes now! Sally has to back up…

Sally backs away at the referee’s urging, and Kash sprints away from the ropes, hitting Sally with an explosive, aggressive Cross Body! Sally clutches her ribs in pain, but Kash crawls toward his corner, tagging in Reaver to a pop from the crowd. Reaver stalks Sally. She finally gets to her feet and turns around, but Reaver drills her to the mat with a Spinebuster! Sally rolls toward the ropes and Reaver raises a fist to the crowd, earning a pop. He makes his way toward Sally and forces her up in a front facelock position. Reaver delivers a knee to her gut and then positions her for a double underhook.

Beckett: I think Reaver’s looking to Victimize Sally!

Reaver flips Sally up for the Tiger Driver, but she uses his momentum against him and flips over him for a Sunset Flip-- but instead of staggering, Reaver drops a knee into her chest! Sally goes still and coughs violently as a result of the maneuver. Reaver forces her upward, this time, back-first across his shoulders. With little showboating or fanfare, he delivers a Reverse Death Valley Driver!

Nailz: BROKEN PROMISE!

Beckett: She’s done. Sally Talfourd is done.

From the apron, Aubrey sinks down to a knee and watches with a mixture of frustration and curiosity as Reaver covers the limp Sally Talfourd.

Nailz: And Parker isn’t doing a damned thing to break this up.

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Beckett: Sally kicked out!

Jason Kash, Reaver, and even Aubrey J. Parker look astounded as Sally’s shoulder shoots off the mat. Reaver angrily forces Sally up in the double underhook position again, but Sally pulls an arm free and rolls Reaver up for an Inside Cradle!

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Beckett: And Foul Play is still in this! This crowd is electric! Sally is up! Reaver is up!

Reaver charges at Sally for a Running Lariat, but Sally ducks under his arm and shoots the ropes. Both of them come toward each other, but Sally gets the better of Reaver, hitting him with a Dropkick! Reaver hits the ground, clutching his eye. He turns around, and Sally charges at him, delivering a vicious Double-Knee Facebuster known as the Implant Buster! Reaver goes limp, falling face-first to the canvas next to Sally while the crowd erupts. Sally uses everything in her being to push herself up to her knees and push Reaver onto his back, finally getting his shoulders to the mat! The crowd counts along as Sally pins Reaver, hooking the far leg, grapevining the near one!

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To a pop from the crowd, again, unbeknownst to the referee, Jason Kash pulls Reaver’s foot onto the bottom rope! The referee informs Sally that the count is no longer valid… But shoots Kash a skeptical look as Kash casually hops up into his corner again.

Nailz: And some more teamwork on display from Foul Play! Staying true to their name!

Beckett: Wha-- WHAT?! That’s cheating!

Sally shows some frustration but climbs back to her feet and drags Reaver away from the corner, toward the center of the ring. She points toward the ropes and the crowd roars. Sally runs for the ropes and leaps to the top with ease, performing a Springboard Moonsault!

...But Reaver rolls out of the way!

Nailz: Sally misses the Happy Ending!

Beckett: But she lands on her feet!

Reaver climbs to his feet as Sally regains her footing. Sally runs at Reaver, going for the Implant Buster a second time, but Reaver counters with a Bearhug into a Side Slam! Sally begins climbing to her feet again, but as she turns around, Reaver levels her with a Super Kick! Sally flips onto her stomach from the impact of the move to a deep groan from the crowd. Reaver stumbles into his corner and drops to his knees, tagging in Jason Kash. AJP watches, seemingly with indifference from the apron as Kash climbs into the ring and begins to stalk Sally, making sure to remain just out of her field of vision.

Nailz: Notice-- no words of support from Aubrey. No warnings. No interference. Just a cold, hard glare.

Sally climbs to her feet and Kash runs at her, presumably going for the UTI for the second time during the course of this match-- but Sally counters again, this time with a boot to the stomach! Kash groans in pain and hunches over in agony. Sally delivers a Double-Knee Armbreaker!

Beckett: And back to that targeted arm of Kash!

Sally rolls onto her back and glances toward her corner. Aubrey J. Parker leans casually against the turnbuckles, gripping the tag rope. Sally climbs toward her corner and gets to her feet, holding up her hand. Kash climbs to his feet behind Sally. Aubrey glances at him and then lightly taps Sally’s hand, then whispers a word of warning to her. Sally turns around, ducking under a Rolling Elbow from Kash! She slides out of the ring and Kash turns toward Parker, who is already on the top rope! Parker goes for a Flying Plancha, but Kash ducks and Parker drops to her knees in the center of the ring! She turns around and Kash goes for the Mark of JASON again-- but Parker ducks it once more. She goes for a Super Kick, but Kash captures her leg! He throws her leg down and tries to pull Parker into a DDT, but Parker counters with a Northern Lights Suplex, pinning Kash to the mat!

Nailz: Beautiful series!

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Parker slams a fist on the canvas in frustration, but the referee reaffirms that it was a two count! Sally shouts words of encouragement to her partner, but AJP simply screams ”SHUT UP!” This earns a look of disapproval from Sally and a chorus of boos from the crowd. Aubrey groggily gets to her feet and backs into the corner. Kash has some trouble getting to his feet in the center of the ring, and Aubrey runs at him, going for a Shining Wizard of some sort-- but Kash nails her with a Left-Handed Clothesline, evidently hurting his own arm in the process! Kash drops to his knees afterward. Aubrey is quick to get to her feet, and she hits Kash with a Dropkick to his injured shoulder! Kash rolls away and back to his knees. Aubrey charges at him as Kash backs into the ropes and Kash nails a Back Body Drop that takes Aubrey over the ropes and to the apron-- and Kash runs at her, hitting a Drive-By Boot to the temple as she tries to crawl back into the ring! Aubrey sails off of the apron and into the guardrail! The crowd rises to their feet as Kash looks at the distance between himself and AJP. He shoots the far ropes and Aubrey climbs to her feet as Kash sails over the top rope for a Senton-- but Aubrey dives out of the way! The crowd erupts in a mixed reaction as Kash slams into the barricade spine-first! Both Megastars lie motionless on the outside as the referee begins a count!

Nailz: Kash took a huge risk with that Senton and it didn’t pay off! Now he and Aubrey are both down! I’m surprised Aubrey had the wherewithal to move after that boot to the head!!

Beckett: I think Aubrey, Jason, and Reaver are all trying to outperform Sally Talfourd here in her second match back, but I think it means something deeper in the case of Aubrey J. Parker. She’s fighting til the end to stay in this thing!

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The crowd roars as Reaver drops down from the apron, making his way over to the fallen Kash. This prompts Sally, to an even bigger ovation, to drop down from the apron and make her way over to the wreckage as well. Reaver and Sally stare each other down from a few feet apart, each of them standing next to their fallen partner.

Beckett: This is Reaver’s chance to make a hell of a name for himself! Take Sally out! Make her PAY for everything she’s said about you and Kash!

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Beckett: What’s gonna happen?!

Nailz: They need to make a move-- but neither Reaver nor Sally wants to let their guard down!

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Simultaneously, Reaver and Sally bend down to collect their partners. Reaver rolls Kash into the ring before the count of nine, and Sally is able to roll Aubrey into the ring right before the ref can count ten! The referee declares both competitors “safe” and the match continues with Aubrey stirring first! Kash begins to climb to his feet using the ropes, but Aubrey charges at him, hitting a Shining Axe Kick, targeting Kash’s left shoulder! Kash collapses to the mat and Aubrey crawls along the ropes toward the turnbuckles, before going out to the apron. Kash uses the ropes to pull himself up, still favoring his hurt arm. He runs to the ropes and shoves Aubrey, forcing her to fall onto her rear on the top turnbuckle! Kash begins to climb to the top rope and hooks AJP for a Superplex-- but Aubrey fights with closed fists to the ribs and stomach, then eventually forearms to the skull! Kash begins to teeter…

Nailz: Kash and Parker are both in a really precarious position right now! One wrong move could be disastrous!

Kash suddenly stuns Parker with a Bell Clap! She is disoriented on the ropes for a moment, and Kash leaps up one more set of turnbuckles to the top rope and performs a Super Exploder Suplex from the top to a standing ovation from the audience!

Beckett: We just witnessed the death of Jesus Christ!

Nailz: Kash is crawling! He’s crawling! Sally Talfourd looks terrified!

Beckett: Kash climbs on top of Aubrey for the cover!

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THRE- Shoulder up!

Nailz: Somehow, the Test for the Best winner digs deep and kicks out of an Exploder Superplex!

Kash is rubbing his eyes in frustration, but slaps the mat and forces himself to his feet. He waits for Aubrey to stir, and then forces her up from behind in a Pumphandle! He goes to hoist her onto his shoulder…

Beckett: We’re about to see Kash in Full Effect!

...but Aubrey drops down behind Kash and hooks him for a Dragon Sleeper-- before forcing Kash to fall onto his rear, allowing AJP to lock in a body-scissors as well! Kash writhes in agony, locked in the grounded modified Dragon Sleeper and Aubrey leans as far back as she can, applying pressure to the move!

Nailz: What a beautiful counter into this modified Dragon Sleeper, and Kash is trapped! Nowhere to go! He’s gonna have to tap out!

Kash begins swinging, catching Parker in the side of the head with closed fists. The referee warns him, but the damage is done, and Parker breaks the hold. She climbs to her feet and Kash does the same, a second afterward. Aubrey goes for a Spinning Heel Kick-- but Kash ducks it and hits her with a Running Shoulder block! Aubrey hits the ground, and as she climbs to her feet, Kash sprints at her and nails the Running Back to Back Cutter-- the UTI! To a pop from the crowd, Aubrey is driven to the ground, skull-first! Kash rolls Aubrey onto her back and hooks both legs while the audience, and Reaver count along, Sally watching on, concerned.

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Beckett: No!

Nailz: AUBREY J. PARKER KICKS OUT OF THE UTI!

The crowd grows deafening, once again as Parker’s shoulder shoots off of the canvas. Kash climbs to his knees, still clutching his bad arm, and glances at the referee with a look showing bitter amusement. He slaps Parker in the side of the head a bit as she begins climbing up to her knees and then goes to lock her in a Sleeper Hold, but Parker, taking advantage of Kash’s hurt arm, is quick to scramble to the ropes. Kash backs away and Parker climbs to her feet. Kash beckons her forward. AJP, still in pain, cautiously makes her way toward Kash, but he easily snatches her and grabs her in a side headlock! Kash drives her to the mat and Parker squirms trying to get away, and Kash forces her up to her feet again, simply displaying his power over her. He forces her to his corner and tags Reaver in! Reaver enters the ring and Kash Irish Whips Parker across the ring. Parker rebounds into a Flapjack from Reaver-- who drops AJP into a European Uppercut from Kash-- though the uppercut seems to hurt Kash a bit too! Parker’s head snaps back and she tumbles to the ground. Kash exits the ring before his team is disqualified and Reaver makes the cover!

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Nailz: And Sally Talfourd breaks it up! She’s seen enough from the apron!

Beckett: Hahaha, I bet Aubrey’s not gonna be happy about that!

Nailz: Why? It was either that or lose the match!

Sally exits the ring and Kash shouts insults at her from across the ring, grinning all the while. Sally gives him a dismissive wave, and an annoyed Reaver lifts Aubrey up as if for a Scoop Slam, but carries her to the corner, hanging her upside-down for the tree of woe. He makes his way to the opposite corner and charges forward, going for a low Dropkick to Aubrey’s skull-- but she flips herself up, and out of harm’s way! Reaver pulls himself back up to his feet and turns around as Aubrey performs a Corkscrew Senton from the top rope, crashing on top of Reaver!

Nailz: Perfection! A whisper in the wind from Parker!

AJP gets to her feet and stumbles back into her corner… Where Sally tags herself in to a pop from the crowd! Parker watches with a mixture of shock and anger as Sally enters the ring and measures Reaver before running at him and nailing a Chop Block, targeting the right leg that AJP targeted earlier in the match! Reaver climbs back up, but Sally nails a second Chop Block and then applies a standing stepover leg lock! Reaver grunts in pain, but he’s able to find the ropes within a few seconds. He climbs to his feet and Sally runs at him for a Clothesline, but Reaver hits a free-fall Flapjack!

Beckett: THAT’S a good way to stop the momentum on Team Parker!

Nailz: Team what? ...Hopped on that bandwagon quick, didn’t you?

Sally arches her back in pain as she hits the mat, and as she climbs up, Reaver is winding up, stretching his right arm, forming a fist. The crowd yells a long with Reaver’s signature ”HEEE-HAWWW!” and he delivers a vicious haymaker to the back of Sally’s skull! Sally collapses to the mat courtesy of the Donkey Punch and Reaver spends a few moments playing to the lively crowd. He measures Sally as she climbs to her feet in the turnbuckles and then charges her, driving her into the corner with a Spear! Sally falls out of the corner, and to the mat. Reaver walks over to his corner and tags Jason Kash in. The crowd pops as Kash begins to stalk Sally, who groggily gets to her feet in the middle of the ring. She doesn’t get a chance to turn around, as Kash grabs her in a Reverse Muy Thai Clinch and drives three hard knees into the back of her skull before throwing her to the mat, dropping down, hooking the leg for the cover.

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Kash grins as Sally kicks out. He climbs to his feet and screams for her to get up!

Beckett: Kash is about to nail that UTI… Sally looks like she’s barely conscious!

Sally gets up and Jason jumps up, going for that back-to-back cutter, but Sally ducks forward! Jason lands sloppily, but as quickly as he regains his footing, he’s grabbed by Sally and planted with the Swinging Reverse STO-- the Makeover! The crowd roars and Kash is driven face-first to the mat. Both of them lie side-by-side, with Sally clutching her head in agony. After a few seconds, she inches closer to Jason Kash and lies on top of him as the referee drops down for the cover, with the crowd chanting along, confidently!

”ONE!”

“TWO!”

“THRRRRRRE…!”

Jason Kash’s shoulder comes off of the canvas and he rolls onto his stomach. Sally doesn’t have the energy to show shock or frustration. She pulls herself to a seated position in her corner and looks up at Aubrey, who fixes a cold look on Sally. Sally glares and pulls herself up, waiting for Kash to climb to his feet. With a scream, she charges across the ring and hits a running high knee! This is followed by a Clothesline, and finally a Leg Lariat! Sally sits on her knees, catching her breath as the lively Quezon City crowd rallies behind her. She waits as Jason gets to his knees, and then positions him a standing headscissors. With a quick glance toward the crowd, Sally is able to pull Kash upside-down… and deliver a Piledriver!

Nailz: A PILEDRIVER by Sally!

Beckett: Have you ever?!

Sally staggers towards Jash and locks in a Cross-Armbar. Jason screams in agony and immediately begins to scratch and crawl toward the outstretched hand of his partner. He is successful in dragging Sally within a foot of his corner, but she stands up, intent on dragging Kash back. With the one mighty heave, Jason yanks Sally toward him, causing her to stumble over his torso and fall jaw-first across the middle turnbuckle. Regaining his composure, Jason Kash rises to his knees tags in Reaver! Reaver enters the ring and doesn't hesitate to lift Sally up, going for a Full Nelson Slam-- but Sally maneuvers out of it and plants Reaver with a Drop Toehold Takedown!

Nailz: Beautiful counter!

Sally stumbles to her feet and nails a Release Hurricanrana on Reaver! Reaver gets to her feet, but he eats a running boot from Sally! He hits the mat and Sally covers!

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Sally forces Reaver to his feet-- but Reaver rushes her all the way into her own corner, hitting Parker with a forearm that knocks her off the apron in the process!

Nailz: And Reaver’s in control!

Beckett: After a cheap shot!

Parker lands on her feet and glares up at Reaver and Sally. Reaver positions Sally on the top turnbuckle and Kash creeps around the corner, measuring Parker. Parker begins to climb the apron, but sees Kash charge her out of the corner of her eye for the Mark of Jason!

Nailz: Kash--!

Parker, however, ducks out of the way, sending Jason jaw-first into the steel steps! Meanwhile, Reaver has Sally hooked for what looks like a Superplex on the top rope. Parker hops onto the apron and tags Sally’s leg, beginning to ascend the turnbuckles as Reaver comes off the top-- planting Sally for a Super Brainbuster!

Beckett: SUPER BRAINBUSTER TO SALLY TALFOURD!

Nailz: And Reaver might’ve scrambled his own brains with tha-- LOOK!

Aubrey J. Parker, on the top turnbuckle leaps from the top rope as Reaver crawls toward Sally, performing a Shooting Star Press, but drops a single knee across the back of Reaver’s skull! Reaver goes limp and Parker pushes him over for a pin, hooking the near leg!

Nailz: And Parker calls that Suspiria! I didn’t even see her tag herself in!

Beckett: I don’t think Sally or Reaver did either!

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The crowd boos wholeheartedly as Parker’s arm is raised by the referee. Kash slides into the ring, and Sally crawls up to her knees, giving Parker a look of disappointment.

Stenfelder: Here are your winners… the team of Sally Talfourd and Aubrey J. Parker!

Aubrey celebrates loudly in the ring. She flips her hair back behind her head and turns, shooting Sally a wink before exiting the ring while Kash helps Reaver to his feet.

Nailz: Parker nails the Suspiria on Reaver-- but she just stole this! I don’t think Sally appreciated that tag at all!

Beckett: It was a team effort! She’d better not whine!

Sally exits the ring, shooting a quick glance over her shoulder at the team of Foul Play. She turns and makes her way, a few paces behind Aubrey up the ramp, while Aubrey continues to celebrate to the crowd, even exchanging high-fives with the fans, while Sally gives her a curious, annoyed glance.

Nailz: But what a match! What an opening contest here from Quezon City! What HUGE momentum for Sally Talfourd and Aubrey J. Parker, just a month away from One Night in Hell!

We fade to black as Jason Kash and Reaver receive a standing ovation in the center of the ring, with Reaver holding the Suicidal Championship up high.

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The arena is sent into darkness as the crowd begins to work up a frenzy. The following video package is played.




BOOM-!

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... THE FIRE STILL BURNS ...

The video package finishes playing as the fans begin to cheer behind the mystery of the video. The screen turns black and begins to flicker. A room full of lit candles begins to light the room, giving off a sense of mystery as a voice begins to speak.

"One whole year has passed, as yet it all seems to be forgotten."

"A fallen champion..."

"A broken hero..."

"The fire was was never out and will be fully re ignited at One Night In Hell..."

The camera pans out revealing a figure, only just made out by the light given from the candles. The camera fades.

Nailz: Could that be the mystery entrant for the Extreme Elimination Chamber?

Beckett: Could be...

Rammstein's "Feuer Frei" starts to play. The fans start booing merciless as the first notes hit, rising in intensity as The Unforgiven step out onto the ramp. They proceed down to the ring as Zachariah Blood soaks up the negative reactions, Sentinel paying none of it any mind at his side. The foursome enters the ring and Zachariah demands a microphone, snatching it from the announcer before stalking back to the center of the ring.

Zachariah Blood: Kill the music!

Blood starts pacing back and forth before the other three who stand and watch as he starts his diatribe.

Zachariah Blood: At Overdrive last week, a message was sent to the World Tag Team Champions and the other so-called number one contenders, courtesy of The Unforgiven...

He's forced to pause for a moment as the fans keep right on booing...but the reaction from the Masochist is one of amusement. He walks forward to the ropes, leaning over them and staring down at a few of the more vocal fans in the front row.

Zachariah Blood: Oh, you don't like that, do you? A little angry that Savage and Bailey couldn't meet your pithy expectations? Mad, perhaps, that I did exactly what I said I'd do and kick the ever-lovin' out of them?

The jeering, specifically from the fans that Blood is focused on, becomes stronger. A smirk is visible on Lady Rayne's face as Blood in turn goes to each side of the ring...

Zachariah Blood: None of you seem to be happy about that, huh? And of course, all the blame gets put on us because we're the 'bad guys'.

He completes his route past all sides of the ring before returning to the center, his demeanor going serious.

Zachariah Blood: It's time for a wake-up call. Bailey and Savage got theirs. They're going to get an even bigger one at One Night in Hell. At The Unforgiven's very first pay-per-view appearance here in APW, we're going to take what was destined to be ours from the moment we inked our contracts: the APW World Tag Team Championships. Teams like M&M, Sindicate, Noble-Hart...and yeah, even The Dying Breed...have paved the way to this moment by trying to make something of all that leather and gold.

But at One Night in Hell, we will be setting a new standard. The last time the titles changed hands at that pay-per-view was two years ago and it's about time history repeated. No one has been more dominant than us in the tag team ranks since our arrival her and we will cement that fact in mere weeks. Mark this down: at One Night in Hell, Dying Breed and NewGen will face off with us, The Unforgiven...in a Japanese Death Match contested under tornado tag team rules!

The fans pop at this announcement!

Nailz: We are receiving word from the back that this stipulation is official!

Beckett: How will this affect Anthony Bailey's shot at the Undisputed Championship? I mean he's going to be in both a Japanese Death Match and the Extreme Elimination Chamber! He'd better hope he has great insurance!

Nailz: You know Bailey's not going to complain about it! He's going to fight through both matches!

Blood and the women clear the ring as Adam Stenfelder takes to the mic.

Stenfelder: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and will be contested under "Falls Count Anywhere" rules.

The arena trembles with excitement as they know what is coming up next.

I AWAKE FROM MADNESS... ONE MORE TIME!

Brilliant lighting dances across the titantron. Two explosions rip across the stage as Shadow emerges from backstage to the black and white color scheme. His long leather duster flaps behind him as the fan blows the billowing smoke back. White flames burn along the entry way as Shadow strolls down the ramp. The fans cheer for him wildly as Trip the Darkness continues.

Stenfelder: From Denton, Texas. Standing at six foot eleven, weighing in at two hundred and ninety nine pounds, Shadow!

Shadow slides under the bottom rope and pushes himself up to his feet. He raises one arm high over head as flames burst from the ring posts. The color scheme returns to normal as Shadow drops his duster.

Beckett: Shadow looks pumped, this beef with Unforgiven is heated and nobody can say it's not violent and entertaining!

Stenfelder: And already in the ring, from Valley Forge, Tennessee and weighing in at 277 pounds...the Silent Destroyer...SENTINEL!

Sentinel just glares at Shadow, showing little to no emotion, just that he's ready to get it on like Donkey Kong!

Nailz: Sentinel is a scary dude, one of the scariest on this roster period. This will once again be a Battle!

Shadow Vs. Sentinel

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Before the bell even rings, Shadow is hurling himself across the ring and as Sentinel turns, he dodges a heavy Running Big Boot that gets hung up over the top rope. Sentinel goes to work on Shadow's body with liver and kidney shots. Shadow tries pulling his leg free but Sentinel sweeps out Shadow's standing leg and puts the big man to the canvas. As Sentinel begins to stop down hard into Shadow, the man from Denton, TX is able to slide out from under the ring ropes to the outside.

Beckett: He went to connect with his Big Boot but Sentinel just seen it coming. Shadow will need to do something bigger to get one over on Sentinel here tonight!

Sentinel with the same straight poker like face on stares out at Shadow as he is stared at in return. Shadow waves for Sentinel to join him outside the ring and backs up away from ringside. Sentinel turns and exits the ring on the side of where Shadow is at and the crowd grows in anticipation as the two will soon collide again. As Sentinel rounds the corner, he bursts into a Discus Clothesline but Shadow hooks the arm and lifts him with a Full Nelson Slam that puts Sentinel down onto the ringside floor mats with a hard thud.

Beckett: That would break men like you Nailz! Sentinel though? He'll be up soon and he'll give it right back to Shadow, you watch!

Nailz: Shadow isn't a walkthrough for anyone! He's a stand up man, did you see him help our Interim "Warden" Jason Kash last Asylum? He's an honorable man and the toughness and skill are just an added bonus.

Ripping Sentinel off the ground, Shadow is hit with a rumbling blow to the midsection and releases his grip. Sentinel quickly grabs and yank pulls Shadow with an Irish Whip, sending the man from Texas into the side of the steel steps at the corner of the ring. The stairs explode in half as the top part flops and bounces into the ring barrier. Shadow lays across the bottom half of the steel steps and slowly rolls onto his back. Sentinel steps over to him and stands over him like he's already lost the match. He looks down at Shadow as he enjoys the suffering of pain going through not just Shadow's movements but his eyes.

Beckett: Ohhh I love the enjoyment Sentinel has in wanting to watch people experience the pain he inflicts onto them!

His back against the steps of steel, Shadow lays there as Sentinel cocks back and whips forward with a snapping chop to the bare chest. Shadow screams out and grabs his chest but Sentinel does it again and once more for good measure. Grabbing hold of one arm, Sentinel pulls Shadow to his feet and open palm slaps him to the bare back. Shadow arches forward grinding his teeth in agony from the loud snapping clap that the nose bleed section could hear.

Beckett: See Sentinel is a nice guy, patting Shadow on the back for a nice attempt at being his equal but failing so miserably..

Nailz: If you patted me like that, I'd use a Nail gun you to the wall..

Turning to Sentinel to try and defend himself, Shadow gets grabbed and cracked with a Headbutt by Sentinel. Stumbling back from the head shot, Shadow shakes off the daze as Sentinel comes at him directly. Sentinel hugs Shadow and goes for a Belly to Belly but Shadow Bell Claps Sentinel, hitting him with open palm slaps to his ears. Again he whacks Sentinel and "The Silent Destroyer" releases his grapple. Shadow pushes him back and drives in heavy with a Back Elbow attack that catches Sentinel to the face. He flops down onto his butt on the one layered steel step still in place at the ring's corner.

Nailz: Here we go, enter Shadow!

A solid downward punch wobbles Sentinel before Shadow pulls him to a stand. He grabs him tightly with one hand around the front of his throat and lifts him up, quickly slamming him down onto his back over the steel step. Sentinel arches and rolls off the step in pain as the fans break out in cheers for the man called Shadow. Dropping down, Shadow puts Sentinel on his back and covers him for the pin. The referee gets down and makes the count.

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Beckett: Aw that's too bad, Sentinel enjoys that. The pain is absorbed and that makes him terrifying inside that ring, at ringside too!

Feeling that the referee didn't give a clean count, Shadow covers Sentinel again and nods for the referee to count again.

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Pushing to his feet, Shadow brings Sentinel with him and goes to lift him again. He presses a hand into Sentinel's chest and lifts him for a High Angle, One Handed Spinebuster across the Steel Step but Sentinel swats down on the pressed arm and stops the move from happening. Sentinel kicks away the layer of steel stairs and manages to capitalize, Sentinel scoops up Shadow in a Fall Away setup. He carries Shadow and runs into the ring post, slamming Shadow's back across the post before turning away from it and spinning Shadow before slamming him down with a Spinning Side Slam.

Beckett: He calls that "Gravebreaker" and with that, this could be over shortly!

Sentinel lays an outstretched arm over Shadow's chest and the referee is quick to drop and make the count.

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Nailz: Wooo! This is so close right now, anyone's match, anyone of these men can dominate a match and right now they are on equal ground. I'm anticipating the finish and wondering who will hand their arm raised in the end.

Talon close by looks disappointed Sentinel didn't pick up the win right there. She slaps the ring, yelling for him to finish his kill and he pushes up onto his feet. Shadow being the tough SOB he is begins to rise as well, both men have fought tooth and nail through this match as they rise to the crowd's approval and cheer.

Beckett: If these people would stop cheering for that second rate Hall of Famer, Shadow then they'd see a REAL Big man in Sentinel taking him to school.

Nailz: Oh yeah?

Beckett: YEAAH!!

Sentinel throws a heavy right, Shadow blocks it with a left forearm and cracks Sentinel with a right of his own. Shadow goes to keep with the motivation but Sentinel blocks a blow from Shadow, hooking arms with him and sliding around to Shadow's back before running Shadow into the ring barrier. Before Shadow has time to react, Sentinel pulls him from the barrier and runs him at the ring, Shadow hits the canvas and slides into the ring in a forced roll. Sentinel props up onto the ring apron and gets to his feet as Shadow puts on the gas and bursts from the canvas, connecting with a stiff Running Big Boot that clips Sentinel to the temple. He twists and almost as if in slow motion, Sentinel collapses off the ring apron to the outside, belly flop crashing into the ringside floor mats to the fans loud reaction of cheers!!

Nailz: WHAT A BIG BOOT!!

Beckett: Sentinel looks dazed, he looks like someone hit him in the face with a Sledgehammer! Talon, help him!! Here comes Shadow..

Stumbling and sluggish, Shadow exits the ring and rolls Sentinel over to make the count but as he drops to his knees to cover, Talon comes around the corner and she has the ring bell. Shadow pushes back to his feet and smiles at her as his eyes go from her to the ring bell. The fans boo as Sentinel wobbling, returns to his feet and grabs Shadow, spinning him around in a turn of his shoulder. Shadow drops at an angle and lifts Sentinel up across his shoulders. The fans rise in their cheer as they see what could take place.

Beckett: Oh No!! He's going for his "Dark Storm"...Please don't hit this, please!! TALON HIT HIM WITH THE RING BELL!!

As if hearing his plea, Talon tries to pick her spot to rush him but Shadow turns back to her with Sentinel up over his shoulders in a Fireman Carry. Shadow gives her a smile before whipping Sentinel feet forward, catching him and snapping him forward with an Alabama Slam. Sentinel bounces his back and his head off the ringside floor as Shadow pins him, keeping an eye on Talon.

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Nailz: Did you see his head bounce off the ground? What a beautiful move by Shadow and a wonderful victory over one hell of an opponent! Heh...Beckett, you alright?

Beckett: I just lost 300 bucks...Damn that Nicky Paige..

As Beckett puts his head down over lost money, "Trip of Darkness" begins to fill the arena speakers. Shadow gets up, using the ring apron to help as he stands to his feet. He allows the referee to raise his arm in victory as Talon drops the ring bell and hurries to Sentinel's side. The fans loving every second of this moment as Shadow holds his back with his free hand and looks at the cheering audience.

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The Quezon City audience boos as Aubrey J. Parker appears on the screen, walking through the backstage area with a purpose. She moves past several crew members and Asylum Megastars caught up in their own conversations,,, before something catches her eye just a few feet ahead and she slows to a slow stroll before eventually coming to a halt.

AJP: What-- just roaming the halls like some kind of creeper? Don't you get a fancy office with your new job or something?

Kash: I do, actually. I'd rather roam the hallways and see the people of this roster. Gives me a sense of accomplishment. Oh how far I've come!

He says this before turning around and seeing Aubrey J. Parker approaching. He greets her with a smile.

AJP: Oh, well, I'm glad you're able to enjoy your inevitably short term as interim General Manager, People like you-- people that have so little, they just deserve to have these small, nice things every now and again, ya know!? It's nice that we're doing charity-work right here on live television now.

Kash: Oh? I didn't realize you were donating tonight's salary to the live audience?

The crowd erupts at the though of free money. Parker's face grows red and she looks to be on the verge of exploding... But a small, half-smile crosses her face and she clears her throat.

AJP: I already bleed for them, and I wrestle here for them. I give them my everything, so what's a little bit more? Hm?

She takes a step back, extending her arms, looking upwards into the heavens as she speaks louder at the General Manager.

AJP: What's a little bit of money to Jesus Christ?

He laughs, thinking of the arrogance of someone calling themselves "Jesus" and it reminds him of someone.

Kash: Ahh well remember Jesus was crucified and so was Michael Lively when he spit that same arrogance at me...watch yourself sweetheart, I love making this place AD of the so called "Jesus" of this company..

AJP: It's not arrogance, babydoll. It's the truth.

This provokes a deep, negative reaction, and Parker lowers her arms, still smiling at Kash.

AJP: Besides... you couldn't get rid of me if you tried. I mean, could you fathom something like that? I'm just so much better than you that it's proposterous to even suggest it!

She crosses her arms and steps back into Kash's face.

AJP: Face it. Foul Play's a couple of clowns and Jeff only had one red nose left, so it looks like you're the one that gets to look important-- but I don't care about your fake power, or your fake idol in Jeff. On paper, you're my superior, Jason Kash, But in every other stretch of life, compared to you, I'm Holy.

He grins and lets out a chuckle.

Kash: Well Charles Manson thought he was something special too. Lively, Chris Strike, Young Mannie, even Rico Casteel to name drop have felt superior. Problem with that and you can ask Sally, I tend to surprise people. You could be someone who stands on the tallest hill claiming to be the King or Queen in your case but I will be the one splitting apart oceans to beat those in my way. Proved it more than once as a former World Champion..oh wait you've not had that experience..my bad!

AJP: I've never held a World Title, but I'm still better than everybody in this company that has. Terry Marvin was better than me one time...

AJP takes a step away from Kash, once again.

AJP: And one more time is all I need. But I'm not going to continue to rub elbows with you, and play nice with you in order to get what I want. I showed you how badly I want it earlier tonight, and now, I'm gonna go out there, and I'm gonna tell you, and everybody else what I want at One Night in Hell. And it's more than the Undisputed Title. I want REGINALD back. I want you OUT, Duce of Fascism!

...and I don't know what the hell you plan on doing at One Night in Hell, but whatever it is, I hope you're overthrown. I hope somebody gives you yours.

Kash: You and me both! You think I asked for this job? I want to be on the roster, fighting, clawing my way up the ladder. Getting MY chance at the Undisputed Championship. Be it you or Terry, I will get a shot after my position now is over and it won't be handed to me sweet cheeks, I'll earn it and I will only need the one shot. One attempt, 3 seconds before my hand is raised as not the GM but the NEW Undisputed Champion. Heh that sounds good don't it?

She gives him a once-over and scowls.

AJP: Yeah. Sounds really good. You should take up roleplaying, with an imagination like that.

He has a good chuckle, appreciating the sense of humor and creative "burn". He quickly licks his bottom lip with a sweeping tongue as his eyes scan the hallway behind AJP.

Kash: Well I was never really good at writing, I prefer the physical things in life. Real smart inside a fight and once again I will show that. As for you at One Night? I guess anything can happen and I'm open for whatever makes this company, this brand the most money under my control.

Parker looks at Jason Kash with a really indistinguishable gaze before she steps toward him one, last time, grinning up at him for a while, as if amused by something. She opens her mouth, as if to speak... but she doesn't. Aubrey closes her mouth and folds her hands, gazing forward at Jason for a while, before swiftly turning on her heel and making her way around the corner.

Being Kash dirty and foul, he checks out her butt as she walks away. He snickers to himself and walks off. Our scene cuts away, to another camera in another corridor, where Aubrey J. Parker pauses at the end of a corridor. She stops and our cameras soon see why-- at the far end of the corridor, Terry Marvin and Tyler Harrison are exchanging words. Tyler nods to whatever Terry said, and Terry pivots, walking away. Aubrey resumes her journey toward her locker-room and Tyler catches sight of her, making his way to her with a sigh.

AJP: What was that?

Tyler: Well... Terry doesn't want us out there tonight when he defends the Undisputed Title against Mannie.

The crowd pops at this announcement and Aubrey narrows her eyes.

AJP: Is he an idiot?! Mannie has Quartermain and Jacinda out there. He's gonna get torn apart.

Tyler: That's just what he said.

AJP: But-- why?!

Tyler: I don't know, Aubs. Maybe because he thinks you're shady. Maybe he thinks you'll screw it up somehow-- HEY-- I'm just throwing out possibilities!

AJP: Whatever.

She starts to turn and walk into her locker-room, but pauses and gives Tyler an odd look.

AJP: Where have you been all night, anyway?

Tyler: Making phone calls. Just... busy.

AJP: Hm. Well, I'm about to go out to the ring. These people are about to get something they don't deserve... ahhh... are you coming?

Tyler: No... I have to take care of some more stuff back here. See you when you get back?

Parker gives Tyler an odd look, but turns, making her way toward the entrance area.

The haunting instruments and vocals of Foxygen's "In the Darkness" penetrate the arena through its sound system and the audience inside Quezon City's Smart Araneta Coliseum erupts into a thunderous, mainly negative reaction. The song rips through the PA system, followed by neon strobes swaying through the crowd. Their reaction only grows louder as Aubrey J. Parker steps out onto the ramp, standing with a hand on her hip, and the other hand clutching a microphone. She surveys the booing legions of fans with a thoughtful expression upon her face.

Nailz: We already saw Aubrey J. Parker in an epic tag team match alongside Sally Talfourd against the Suicidal Champion and, our... As weird as it still is to say this... General Manager Jason Kash, who we just saw a few moments ago. In those same few minutes, we also saw Parker exchange words with the Undisputed Champion, and Tyler Harrison, her uh... let's call him her 'BFF', seemed unhappy about her coming to the ring! But the question is, why is Parker back out here?

Beckett: Well, clearly she has something she needs to say.

Nailz: Always does...

Beckett: Could you be more rude?!

Parker turns her attention toward the ring and struts all the way down the ramp, hopping up onto the apron, sliding across with one hand gliding across the middle rope and the other still gripping the microphone. She steps into the ring and makes her way to the turnbuckles, hopping onto them, looking out into the audience with a smirk, mouthing something at the masses that continue to boo and heckle her. She climbs down from the turnbuckles and cues for her music to die down.

AJP: I can't begin to express, how much of an honor it is, for all of you, to be graced with my presence not once, but twice here in Quezon City. You're welcome, Philly!

Parker blows the booing masses a kiss and waves, smiling in spite of their negativity.

AJP: It's actually a shame that this might be the last time you guys see me tonight because... because due to the incompetence of our interim, and soon-to-be-former General Manager, Mr. Jason Andrew Cashe, we have been DUPED as fans of WRESTLING. He pulled the wool over my eyes, your eyes, Terry's eyes-- he booked Terry Marvin in an Undisputed Championship match against... Young Mannie in our main event.

This draws a loud, mixed response from our audience. A small "TERRY!" chant begins, but doesn't truly surface by the time Aubrey raises the microphone again.

AJP: And if any of you guys have paid attention to Twitter over the past few weeks-- I don't know if you guys can afford computers out here-- then you will have seen the OUTRAGE that booking such a match has caused. I mean, come on, people... Young MANNIE? Young MANNIE, the same guy that interrupted a classic between Sally Talfourd and myself last week, and the same guy that attacked, and brutalized, and cost APW one of its top stars in TJ, and the same guy that sold his friend William D. Williams up the river just for a SHOT at glory... THIS GUY is getting an Undisputed Championship match and not ME? This is an outrage!

This is a sick, grim look into the future of Sunday Night Asylum, ladies and gentlemen. I guess Kash forgot to inform you all that Evan McDonald vs Cheer Captain Lexi is a number-one contender's match for the Undisputed Title, because that's what you people want to see. The inmates are running the ward and THAT'S what you people have wanted to see for the past three months, right?

Parker holds the microphone out to the audience, and she continues to get a mixed reaction as she moves to each side of the ring.

AJP: TELL ME. Who do I have to climb in bed with in order to get the opportunities that Kash and Mannie get? How much pity do I have to receive from the APW fans and management before I get my name in a freakin' main event? But... ahem... this isn't all for naught, okay? This isn't all sour grapes. No-- I didn't just come out here to complain to all of you guys. I came bearing good news. And this is good news for all of us! You, me, and APW as a whole...

AJP clears her throat and closes her eyes. The audience begins to buzz among themselves.

Nailz: What's this going to be about?

Beckett: Maybe if you'd hush, and listen, you'd find out like the people here in attendance!

Parker opens her eyes as a drumroll begins.

AJP: I am the first APW Megastar to be sponsored by...


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AJP: COCA-COLAAAAAA! Does that guarantee me a title shot?!

Parker leans out of the ring, pulling a camera-man close to her, getting right into the lens as she speaks to the world.

AJP: Does that put my name up there, Jeff? Jason? Huh? Oh... And it's a multi-million dollar endorsement deal that APW is going to be seeing 35% of! And you know what's funny? You know what the BEST PART about this deal is? Jeff has known about it since September 14th, and he's already made profit off of it, and I had to find out this afternoon through a camera-guy named Luis that's working in the back right now and doesn't speak more than five words of English but somehow still gets treated like royalty compared to me.

But then I remembered, Jesus wasn't treated so great either.

This earns a thunderous chorus of boos from the audience and Parker simply smirks at them.

Nailz: I really wish she'd stop with that.

Beckett: Shut up, non-believer.

A "YOU SUCK!" chant develops among the crowd and Aubrey rolls her eyes but shrugs and raises the microphone again.

AJP: LISTEN! In case you've somehow forgotten... and maybe it's because you're still in awe at the return of Sally Talfourd, or you're still stunned that Jason Kash is the General Manager, so I forgive you-- I FORGIVE YOU... but let's not lose sight of the truth, people-- I am the best. I proved it on June 30th. I faltered on August 25th, I will not fail you again! I am your prodigy! I AM your idol! I AM your direct descendant of the Lord himself and I promise that I will never, ever fail you again. So boo me, if you must... if it's what you have to do to blend in with the crowd to avoid the slaughter, then boo me, and let me be the sole casualty of the masses... let me be crucified...

With Parker's eyes closed again, and one hand extended out to the masses, she smiles in spite of the deafening flood of boos that drowns the arena.

AJP: But always believe in Aubrey J--

The Black Keys' "Money Maker" hits the PA system and the crowd erupts. Aubrey's arms slowly fall and her eyes widen. Her lips twist into a scowl as her eyes drift toward the apron.

Beckett: Hey... I know that music.

Nailz: And Aubrey J. Parker is livid! It's Sienna!

The audience roars as Sienna Harrison appears at the top of the stage, although some of them transition to a mixed reaction when it is immediately evident that she is wearing a black tank top which reads "@ymapw!" Regardless, there is a very brief "SIENNA!" chant among the fans in Quezon City. Sienna raises her microphone to her lips and sighs.

Sienna: You never knew when to shut up, Jess.

This earns a cheap pop from the crowd and Aubrey glares.

AJP: You were FIRED. You shouldn't even be out here. I was--

Sienna: You were pissing everybody in this arena off, and probably gave poor Jerry Matthews a heart attack, wherever he is.

AJP: I don't think you're funny.

Sienna: And I don't think you're Jesus.

This provokes another pop from the crowd and Parker smirks, evilly at Sienna from inside the ring.

AJP: Judging by your shirt, I'm assuming you're a Mannie fan?

Sienna: The number one Mannie fan. I--

AJP: I'm not really interested in playing Mannie's version of Harrison-of-the-Month. I already have the best one. There's a reason he's the one with the contract. So why don't you go back to whatever hole you crawled out of and wave your Mannie flags from a distance, okay? Because after he's exposed tonight, for the side-show fraud he is, APW will turn to a real wrestler to fill a void in their Undisputed Championship main event at One Night in Hell. They will turn to the technical phenomenon... the wrestling attraction known as A... J...

Sienna: The WRESTLING attraction. Aubrey, that's fine and dandy, and you can get all the endorsements you want, but being the WRESTLING attraction is only going to take you so far. It takes something special to be the full package. It takes something special to be a STEP ABOVE. So before you get out of hand, let me introduce you to your next APW Undisputed Champion...

Sienna steps forward and casts an arm toward the top of the ramp.

Sienna: The MAIN Attraction, YOUNG MANNIE!

The beginning of "Another Way" airs through the P.A. system building anticipation, as Mannie emerges to a mixed wave of cheers & boos, while also being accompanied by Jacinta Perez & Alec Quartermain. Mannie & Company casually take their place along side Sienna Harrison, who is more than happy seeing her 'Main Attraction'; who then embraces her with a warm hug and kiss on the cheek, before now taking over on the mic.

Mannie: Now Q.C.! (Loud Pop) You’re going have to do better than that, so come on and show some love for the next A.P.W Undisputed World Champion. ‘The Main Attraction’ Young Mannie!

The sold out crowd has now been divided up the middle, as two different chants have broken out among them.

Main-A-Ttraction!

Mannie Sucks!

Main-A-Ttraction!

Mannie Sucks!

Mannie: Now that’s more like it.

Mannie loves every bit of the reaction he’s getting from the crowd; but however he remembers the real reason why he is really out there. Hence Mannie then firmly places his feet still on the ramp, before looking back up at Aubrey J. Parker who is more than upset by his impromptu appearance.

Beckett: Russ do you think AJP’s face could get any more red than it already is right now?

Nailz: I don’t think so Steve, and she looks like she is going to blow her lid soon.

Mannie: So let me get this straight Aubrey, you’re mad because it’s time for me a title shot against Terry?

AJP: I-

Mannie: Hold up Aubrey! I want you to hold that thought, just like Logan used to hold up his back trying to carry your career.

Beckett: BURN!

The comment instantly creates a stir among the Quezon City faithful who respond back to it accordingly.

As the crowd continues to taunt Aubrey over the comment, she slowly raises the microphone back to her lips and smirks, looking down toward the canvas as she slowly paces about the ring.

AJP: It's funny... you talk about my career needing to be carried when you didn't even qualify for the Test for the Best tournament. You talk about Logan carrying my career while yours is kept relevant by your bodyguard, your whorish girlfriend, and the Harrison that nobody cares about. Meanwhile, the most interesting thing about your Chris Tucker-wannabe ass is your uncle, and he isn't even around anymore. He's not even a wrestler, but I bet you, at least Uncle Charlie knows how to apply a goddamned side headlock, which is more than I can say for you, you pompous son of a bitch.

And another thing... YOU DON'T DESERVE AN UNDISPUTED TITLE SHOT BECAUSE YOU CAN'T WRESTLE AS WELL AS I CAN, AND IF ANYBODY IS GOING TO COMPETE FOR THAT CHAMPIONSHIP, IT SHOULD BE THE BEST WRESTLER ALIVE: JESUS CHRIST! Not... Young... Mannie...

The crowd boos Aubrey wholeheartedly as she scowls at Mannie, and all three of his comrades.

Mannie: (Yawning) I'm sorry, were you saying something?

Suprisingly a majority of the arena cheers Mannie on.

Mannie: Because if you were trying to do that, then I think we all missed the point. So be my guest Aubrey; go right ahead, you can huff and puff until your blue in the face. Because at the end of the night, nothing will change. Except for me being crowned, the next Undisputed Champion.

Sienna whispers in Mannie’s ear as they both share a laugh, Mannie then passes the mic over to Sienna.

Sienna: Oh, Aubrey don’t worry though, because we still have a consolation prize for you. So since “Blowing” people is your latest shtick right now; then how about you show my dear friend Alec... a good ol' time with those Sweet Lips! Hahaha!

Alec takes the forefront by heading down to the ring, all while flexing his pecs at AJP. Parker looks up at him in absolute disgust and then sighs, raising the microphone again, looking back at Mannie.

AJP: I'm glad it's fun and games to you, Mannie. Really-- it's a good attitude to have, because your career is such a highlight reel of disappointments, that even Sienna can't save it. Enjoy your fifteen minutes in the spotlight, little man, because it's the last time you come close to my... Ahem... To the Undisputed Title again.

I'm done.

Aubrey begins to make her way to the ropes, but first turns to Alec. We hear her say "take my mic" and with a condescending laugh from the trio, Alec mumbles a rude response and reached out to take the microphone... But Aubrey maintains a grip on it. Sienna stops laughing, as she realizes what's next.

Aubrey grabs Alec by the forearm and throws herself back onto the canvas while simultaneously driving a boot up into his jaw to nail an inverted face stomp!

Beckett: They always fall for it!

Nailz: The Defamer!

Quezon City grows deafening! Aubrey pulls herself up and begins to make a beeline for Sienna, but Jacinta blocks the attempt with a kiss full of glitter; which blinds Aubrey just long enough for Mannie to come out of nowhere, with the jumping Reverse Bulldog, planting Aubrey in the ring. There is a raucous mixed reaction from the audience.

Nailz: FATAL ATTRACTION!

Mannie rises to his feet and Sienna holds his arm up, as if he had just won a match. Alec is helped back to his feet by Jacinta, as they all now laugh at the fallen AJP. The foursome begins to make their way out the ring, heading towards the back. Once making it through the curtain, Mannie and his posse disappear from frame and the camera focuses on the groaning Aubrey J. Parker who is still writhing in pain in the center of the ring.

Nailz: Is this poetic justice? I'm not sure how I feel about this situation... I-- I mean a part of me thinks AJP had this coming, but a part of me thinks this was a cowardly, cowardly attack by Mannie and company!

Beckett: Aubrey started this! I think she had it coming. I think the New Sindicate has a bad habit of cashing checks their asses can't cash as of late on Asylum. It's going to cost them dearly. Both of them.

Aubrey J. Parker finally pushes herself up to her knees in the ring, and the arena lights dim for a moment.

Beckett: What's this?!

The lights return to normal and the crowd boos as the faces of Zachariah Blood, Sentinel, Talon, and Lady Rayne-- the Unforgiven-- appear, from some dark area in the back. Zachariah Blood speaks, quietly, saying only two words.

Zachariah: Fourteen days.

The crowd grows loud at this and Parker's eyes grow wide. Blood smirks, and immediately, the image of the Unforgiven disappears from the Action-Tron.

Nailz: Parker's got fourteen days to pay up!

Beckett: And this night just took a turn for the worst!

We fade away from Parker, who still sits in pain on her knees, and we fade back to Mannie, Sienna, Jacinta, and Alec, who are now in the back.

Roadie: Sir, The General Manager wants to see you.

Mannie: (Giving a look of saltiness) For what?

Jacinta: Yeah for what?

Roadie: I wasn't told why sir, but requested that you come alone.

Jacinta: (Eye-balling the Roadie) I don't trust that papi, something has to be up.

Sienna: I don't trust it nether Mannie, but remember the brand. (Fixing Mannie's collar) And what's good for the brand is compiling to the request.

The conversation is suddenly interrupted by Sienna's iphone, Sienna reaches inside her pocket to answer. Meanwhile Mannie, Jacinta, and Alec are still discussing the matter. Sienna phone closes as she enters back into the fray.

Sorry guys, I can't stay because I got to catch this flight.

Why?

Well Mannie, the phone call was about you. I was able to aquire you some offers on the table, but hey I really go to now. So I will see you all next week. (Hugging Jacinta and Alec) So Jacinta; you and Alec will go back to the lockeroom, and then you will text the details of what happened later on okay?

Jacinta: Of course Sienna. You have a safe trip (Waving); and better text me when you land bitch, (Blowing a kiss) smootches!

Sienna exits the arena, as Mannie and his posse follow the roadie to the Men's bathroom. Asylum cuts to a commercial break.

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The Quezon City audience boos as Aubrey J. Parker appears on the screen, walking through the backstage area with a purpose. She moves past several crew members and Asylum Megastars caught up in their own conversations,,, before something catches her eye just a few feet ahead and she slows to a slow stroll before eventually coming to a halt.

AJP: What-- just roaming the halls like some kind of creeper? Don't you get a fancy office with your new job or something?

Kash: I do, actually. I'd rather roam the hallways and see the people of this roster. Gives me a sense of accomplishment. Oh how far I've come!

He says this before turning around and seeing Aubrey J. Parker approaching. He greets her with a smile.

AJP: Oh, well, I'm glad you're able to enjoy your inevitably short term as interim General Manager, People like you-- people that have so little, they just deserve to have these small, nice things every now and again, ya know!? It's nice that we're doing charity-work right here on live television now.

Kash: Oh? I didn't realize you were donating tonight's salary to the live audience?

The crowd erupts at the though of free money. Parker's face grows red and she looks to be on the verge of exploding... But a small, half-smile crosses her face and she clears her throat.

AJP: I already bleed for them, and I wrestle here for them. I give them my everything, so what's a little bit more? Hm?

She takes a step back, extending her arms, looking upwards into the heavens as she speaks louder at the General Manager.

AJP: What's a little bit of money to Jesus Christ?

He laughs, thinking of the arrogance of someone calling themselves "Jesus" and it reminds him of someone.

Kash: Ahh well remember Jesus was crucified and so was Michael Lively when he spit that same arrogance at me...watch yourself sweetheart, I love making this place AD of the so called "Jesus" of this company..

AJP: It's not arrogance, babydoll. It's the truth.

This provokes a deep, negative reaction, and Parker lowers her arms, still smiling at Kash.

AJP: Besides... you couldn't get rid of me if you tried. I mean, could you fathom something like that? I'm just so much better than you that it's proposterous to even suggest it!

She crosses her arms and steps back into Kash's face.

AJP: Face it. Foul Play's a couple of clowns and Jeff only had one red nose left, so it looks like you're the one that gets to look important-- but I don't care about your fake power, or your fake idol in Jeff. On paper, you're my superior, Jason Kash, But in every other stretch of life, compared to you, I'm Holy.

He grins and lets out a chuckle.

Kash: Well Charles Manson thought he was something special too. Lively, Chris Strike, Young Mannie, even Rico Casteel to name drop have felt superior. Problem with that and you can ask Sally, I tend to surprise people. You could be someone who stands on the tallest hill claiming to be the King or Queen in your case but I will be the one splitting apart oceans to beat those in my way. Proved it more than once as a former World Champion..oh wait you've not had that experience..my bad!

AJP: I've never held a World Title, but I'm still better than everybody in this company that has. Terry Marvin was better than me one time...

AJP takes a step away from Kash, once again.

AJP: And one more time is all I need. But I'm not going to continue to rub elbows with you, and play nice with you in order to get what I want. I showed you how badly I want it earlier tonight, and now, I'm gonna go out there, and I'm gonna tell you, and everybody else what I want at One Night in Hell. And it's more than the Undisputed Title. I want REGINALD back. I want you OUT, Duce of Fascism!

...and I don't know what the hell you plan on doing at One Night in Hell, but whatever it is, I hope you're overthrown. I hope somebody gives you yours.

Kash: You and me both! You think I asked for this job? I want to be on the roster, fighting, clawing my way up the ladder. Getting MY chance at the Undisputed Championship. Be it you or Terry, I will get a shot after my position now is over and it won't be handed to me sweet cheeks, I'll earn it and I will only need the one shot. One attempt, 3 seconds before my hand is raised as not the GM but the NEW Undisputed Champion. Heh that sounds good don't it?

She gives him a once-over and scowls.

AJP: Yeah. Sounds really good. You should take up roleplaying, with an imagination like that.

He has a good chuckle, appreciating the sense of humor and creative "burn". He quickly licks his bottom lip with a sweeping tongue as his eyes scan the hallway behind AJP.

Kash: Well I was never really good at writing, I prefer the physical things in life. Real smart inside a fight and once again I will show that. As for you at One Night? I guess anything can happen and I'm open for whatever makes this company, this brand the most money under my control.

Parker looks at Jason Kash with a really indistinguishable gaze before she steps toward him one, last time, grinning up at him for a while, as if amused by something. She opens her mouth, as if to speak... but she doesn't. Aubrey closes her mouth and folds her hands, gazing forward at Jason for a while, before swiftly turning on her heel and making her way around the corner.

Being Kash dirty and foul, he checks out her butt as she walks away. He snickers to himself and walks off. Our scene cuts away, to another camera in another corridor, where Aubrey J. Parker pauses at the end of a corridor. She stops and our cameras soon see why-- at the far end of the corridor, Terry Marvin and Tyler Harrison are exchanging words. Tyler nods to whatever Terry said, and Terry pivots, walking away. Aubrey resumes her journey toward her locker-room and Tyler catches sight of her, making his way to her with a sigh.

AJP: What was that?

Tyler: Well... Terry doesn't want us out there tonight when he defends the Undisputed Title against Mannie.

The crowd pops at this announcement and Aubrey narrows her eyes.

AJP: Is he an idiot?! Mannie has Quartermain and Jacinda out there. He's gonna get torn apart.

Tyler: That's just what he said.

AJP: But-- why?!

Tyler: I don't know, Aubs. Maybe because he thinks you're shady. Maybe he thinks you'll screw it up somehow-- HEY-- I'm just throwing out possibilities!

AJP: Whatever.

She starts to turn and walk into her locker-room, but pauses and gives Tyler an odd look.

AJP: Where have you been all night, anyway?

Tyler: Making phone calls. Just... busy.

AJP: Hm. Well, I'm about to go out to the ring. These people are about to get something they don't deserve... ahhh... are you coming?

Tyler: No... I have to take care of some more stuff back here. See you when you get back?

Parker gives Tyler an odd look, but turns, making her way toward the entrance area.

The haunting instruments and vocals of Foxygen's "In the Darkness" penetrate the arena through its sound system and the audience inside Quezon City's Smart Araneta Coliseum erupts into a thunderous, mainly negative reaction. The song rips through the PA system, followed by neon strobes swaying through the crowd. Their reaction only grows louder as Aubrey J. Parker steps out onto the ramp, standing with a hand on her hip, and the other hand clutching a microphone. She surveys the booing legions of fans with a thoughtful expression upon her face.

Nailz: We already saw Aubrey J. Parker in an epic tag team match alongside Sally Talfourd against the Suicidal Champion and, our... As weird as it still is to say this... General Manager Jason Kash, who we just saw a few moments ago. In those same few minutes, we also saw Parker exchange words with the Undisputed Champion, and Tyler Harrison, her uh... let's call him her 'BFF', seemed unhappy about her coming to the ring! But the question is, why is Parker back out here?

Beckett: Well, clearly she has something she needs to say.

Nailz: Always does...

Beckett: Could you be more rude?!

Parker turns her attention toward the ring and struts all the way down the ramp, hopping up onto the apron, sliding across with one hand gliding across the middle rope and the other still gripping the microphone. She steps into the ring and makes her way to the turnbuckles, hopping onto them, looking out into the audience with a smirk, mouthing something at the masses that continue to boo and heckle her. She climbs down from the turnbuckles and cues for her music to die down.

AJP: I can't begin to express, how much of an honor it is, for all of you, to be graced with my presence not once, but twice here in Quezon City. You're welcome, Philly!

Parker blows the booing masses a kiss and waves, smiling in spite of their negativity.

AJP: It's actually a shame that this might be the last time you guys see me tonight because... because due to the incompetence of our interim, and soon-to-be-former General Manager, Mr. Jason Andrew Cashe, we have been DUPED as fans of WRESTLING. He pulled the wool over my eyes, your eyes, Terry's eyes-- he booked Terry Marvin in an Undisputed Championship match against... Young Mannie in our main event.

This draws a loud, mixed response from our audience. A small "TERRY!" chant begins, but doesn't truly surface by the time Aubrey raises the microphone again.

AJP: And if any of you guys have paid attention to Twitter over the past few weeks-- I don't know if you guys can afford computers out here-- then you will have seen the OUTRAGE that booking such a match has caused. I mean, come on, people... Young MANNIE? Young MANNIE, the same guy that interrupted a classic between Sally Talfourd and myself last week, and the same guy that attacked, and brutalized, and cost APW one of its top stars in TJ, and the same guy that sold his friend William D. Williams up the river just for a SHOT at glory... THIS GUY is getting an Undisputed Championship match and not ME? This is an outrage!

This is a sick, grim look into the future of Sunday Night Asylum, ladies and gentlemen. I guess Kash forgot to inform you all that Evan McDonald vs Cheer Captain Lexi is a number-one contender's match for the Undisputed Title, because that's what you people want to see. The inmates are running the ward and THAT'S what you people have wanted to see for the past three months, right?

Parker holds the microphone out to the audience, and she continues to get a mixed reaction as she moves to each side of the ring.

AJP: TELL ME. Who do I have to climb in bed with in order to get the opportunities that Kash and Mannie get? How much pity do I have to receive from the APW fans and management before I get my name in a freakin' main event? But... ahem... this isn't all for naught, okay? This isn't all sour grapes. No-- I didn't just come out here to complain to all of you guys. I came bearing good news. And this is good news for all of us! You, me, and APW as a whole...

AJP clears her throat and closes her eyes. The audience begins to buzz among themselves.

Nailz: What's this going to be about?

Beckett: Maybe if you'd hush, and listen, you'd find out like the people here in attendance!

Parker opens her eyes as a drumroll begins.

AJP: I am the first APW Megastar to be sponsored by...


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AJP: COCA-COLAAAAAA! Does that guarantee me a title shot?!

Parker leans out of the ring, pulling a camera-man close to her, getting right into the lens as she speaks to the world.

AJP: Does that put my name up there, Jeff? Jason? Huh? Oh... And it's a multi-million dollar endorsement deal that APW is going to be seeing 35% of! And you know what's funny? You know what the BEST PART about this deal is? Jeff has known about it since September 14th, and he's already made profit off of it, and I had to find out this afternoon through a camera-guy named Luis that's working in the back right now and doesn't speak more than five words of English but somehow still gets treated like royalty compared to me.

But then I remembered, Jesus wasn't treated so great either.

This earns a thunderous chorus of boos from the audience and Parker simply smirks at them.

Nailz: I really wish she'd stop with that.

Beckett: Shut up, non-believer.

A "YOU SUCK!" chant develops among the crowd and Aubrey rolls her eyes but shrugs and raises the microphone again.

AJP: LISTEN! In case you've somehow forgotten... and maybe it's because you're still in awe at the return of Sally Talfourd, or you're still stunned that Jason Kash is the General Manager, so I forgive you-- I FORGIVE YOU... but let's not lose sight of the truth, people-- I am the best. I proved it on June 30th. I faltered on August 25th, I will not fail you again! I am your prodigy! I AM your idol! I AM your direct descendant of the Lord himself and I promise that I will never, ever fail you again. So boo me, if you must... if it's what you have to do to blend in with the crowd to avoid the slaughter, then boo me, and let me be the sole casualty of the masses... let me be crucified...

With Parker's eyes closed again, and one hand extended out to the masses, she smiles in spite of the deafening flood of boos that drowns the arena.

AJP: But always believe in Aubrey J--

The Black Keys' "Money Maker" hits the PA system and the crowd erupts. Aubrey's arms slowly fall and her eyes widen. Her lips twist into a scowl as her eyes drift toward the apron.

Beckett: Hey... I know that music.

Nailz: And Aubrey J. Parker is livid! It's Sienna!

The audience roars as Sienna Harrison appears at the top of the stage, although some of them transition to a mixed reaction when it is immediately evident that she is wearing a black tank top which reads "@ymapw!" Regardless, there is a very brief "SIENNA!" chant among the fans in Quezon City. Sienna raises her microphone to her lips and sighs.

Sienna: You never knew when to shut up, Jess.

This earns a cheap pop from the crowd and Aubrey glares.

AJP: You were FIRED. You shouldn't even be out here. I was--

Sienna: You were pissing everybody in this arena off, and probably gave poor Jerry Matthews a heart attack, wherever he is.

AJP: I don't think you're funny.

Sienna: And I don't think you're Jesus.

This provokes another pop from the crowd and Parker smirks, evilly at Sienna from inside the ring.

AJP: Judging by your shirt, I'm assuming you're a Mannie fan?

Sienna: The number one Mannie fan. I--

AJP: I'm not really interested in playing Mannie's version of Harrison-of-the-Month. I already have the best one. There's a reason he's the one with the contract. So why don't you go back to whatever hole you crawled out of and wave your Mannie flags from a distance, okay? Because after he's exposed tonight, for the side-show fraud he is, APW will turn to a real wrestler to fill a void in their Undisputed Championship main event at One Night in Hell. They will turn to the technical phenomenon... the wrestling attraction known as A... J...

Sienna: The WRESTLING attraction. Aubrey, that's fine and dandy, and you can get all the endorsements you want, but being the WRESTLING attraction is only going to take you so far. It takes something special to be the full package. It takes something special to be a STEP ABOVE. So before you get out of hand, let me introduce you to your next APW Undisputed Champion...

Sienna steps forward and casts an arm toward the top of the ramp.

Sienna: The MAIN Attraction, YOUNG MANNIE!

The beginning of "Another Way" airs through the P.A. system building anticipation, as Mannie emerges to a mixed wave of cheers & boos, while also being accompanied by Jacinta Perez & Alec Quartermain. Mannie & Company casually take their place along side Sienna Harrison, who is more than happy seeing her 'Main Attraction'; who then embraces her with a warm hug and kiss on the cheek, before now taking over on the mic.

Mannie: Now Q.C.! (Loud Pop) You’re going have to do better than that, so come on and show some love for the next A.P.W Undisputed World Champion. ‘The Main Attraction’ Young Mannie!

The sold out crowd has now been divided up the middle, as two different chants have broken out among them.

Main-A-Ttraction!

Mannie Sucks!

Main-A-Ttraction!

Mannie Sucks!

Mannie: Now that’s more like it.

Mannie loves every bit of the reaction he’s getting from the crowd; but however he remembers the real reason why he is really out there. Hence Mannie then firmly places his feet still on the ramp, before looking back up at Aubrey J. Parker who is more than upset by his impromptu appearance.

Beckett: Russ do you think AJP’s face could get any more red than it already is right now?

Nailz: I don’t think so Steve, and she looks like she is going to blow her lid soon.

Mannie: So let me get this straight Aubrey, you’re mad because it’s time for me a title shot against Terry?

AJP: I-

Mannie: Hold up Aubrey! I want you to hold that thought, just like Logan used to hold up his back trying to carry your career.

Beckett: BURN!

The comment instantly creates a stir among the Quezon City faithful who respond back to it accordingly.

As the crowd continues to taunt Aubrey over the comment, she slowly raises the microphone back to her lips and smirks, looking down toward the canvas as she slowly paces about the ring.

AJP: It's funny... you talk about my career needing to be carried when you didn't even qualify for the Test for the Best tournament. You talk about Logan carrying my career while yours is kept relevant by your bodyguard, your whorish girlfriend, and the Harrison that nobody cares about. Meanwhile, the most interesting thing about your Chris Tucker-wannabe ass is your uncle, and he isn't even around anymore. He's not even a wrestler, but I bet you, at least Uncle Charlie knows how to apply a goddamned side headlock, which is more than I can say for you, you pompous son of a bitch.

And another thing... YOU DON'T DESERVE AN UNDISPUTED TITLE SHOT BECAUSE YOU CAN'T WRESTLE AS WELL AS I CAN, AND IF ANYBODY IS GOING TO COMPETE FOR THAT CHAMPIONSHIP, IT SHOULD BE THE BEST WRESTLER ALIVE: JESUS CHRIST! Not... Young... Mannie...

The crowd boos Aubrey wholeheartedly as she scowls at Mannie, and all three of his comrades.

Mannie: (Yawning) I'm sorry, were you saying something?

Suprisingly a majority of the arena cheers Mannie on.

Mannie: Because if you were trying to do that, then I think we all missed the point. So be my guest Aubrey; go right ahead, you can huff and puff until your blue in the face. Because at the end of the night, nothing will change. Except for me being crowned, the next Undisputed Champion.

Sienna whispers in Mannie’s ear as they both share a laugh, Mannie then passes the mic over to Sienna.

Sienna: Oh, Aubrey don’t worry though, because we still have a consolation prize for you. So since “Blowing” people is your latest shtick right now; then how about you show my dear friend Alec... a good ol' time with those Sweet Lips! Hahaha!

Alec takes the forefront by heading down to the ring, all while flexing his pecs at AJP. Parker looks up at him in absolute disgust and then sighs, raising the microphone again, looking back at Mannie.

AJP: I'm glad it's fun and games to you, Mannie. Really-- it's a good attitude to have, because your career is such a highlight reel of disappointments, that even Sienna can't save it. Enjoy your fifteen minutes in the spotlight, little man, because it's the last time you come close to my... Ahem... To the Undisputed Title again.

I'm done.

Aubrey begins to make her way to the ropes, but first turns to Alec. We hear her say "take my mic" and with a condescending laugh from the trio, Alec mumbles a rude response and reached out to take the microphone... But Aubrey maintains a grip on it. Sienna stops laughing, as she realizes what's next.

Aubrey grabs Alec by the forearm and throws herself back onto the canvas while simultaneously driving a boot up into his jaw to nail an inverted face stomp!

Beckett: They always fall for it!

Nailz: The Defamer!

Quezon City grows deafening! Aubrey pulls herself up and begins to make a beeline for Sienna, but Jacinta blocks the attempt with a kiss full of glitter; which blinds Aubrey just long enough for Mannie to come out of nowhere, with the jumping Reverse Bulldog, planting Aubrey in the ring. There is a raucous mixed reaction from the audience.

Nailz: FATAL ATTRACTION!

Mannie rises to his feet and Sienna holds his arm up, as if he had just won a match. Alec is helped back to his feet by Jacinta, as they all now laugh at the fallen AJP. The foursome begins to make their way out the ring, heading towards the back. Once making it through the curtain, Mannie and his posse disappear from frame and the camera focuses on the groaning Aubrey J. Parker who is still writhing in pain in the center of the ring.

Nailz: Is this poetic justice? I'm not sure how I feel about this situation... I-- I mean a part of me thinks AJP had this coming, but a part of me thinks this was a cowardly, cowardly attack by Mannie and company!

Beckett: Aubrey started this! I think she had it coming. I think the New Sindicate has a bad habit of cashing checks their asses can't cash as of late on Asylum. It's going to cost them dearly. Both of them.

Aubrey J. Parker finally pushes herself up to her knees in the ring, and the arena lights dim for a moment.

Beckett: What's this?!

The lights return to normal and the crowd boos as the faces of Zachariah Blood, Sentinel, Talon, and Lady Rayne-- the Unforgiven-- appear, from some dark area in the back. Zachariah Blood speaks, quietly, saying only two words.

Zachariah: Fourteen days.

The crowd grows loud at this and Parker's eyes grow wide. Blood smirks, and immediately, the image of the Unforgiven disappears from the Action-Tron.

Nailz: Parker's got fourteen days to pay up!

Beckett: And this night just took a turn for the worst!

We fade away from Parker, who still sits in pain on her knees, and we fade back to Mannie, Sienna, Jacinta, and Alec, who are now in the back.

Roadie: Sir, The General Manager wants to see you.

Mannie: (Giving a look of saltiness) For what?

Jacinta: Yeah for what?

Roadie: I wasn't told why sir, but requested that you come alone.

Jacinta: (Eye-balling the Roadie) I don't trust that papi, something has to be up.

Sienna: I don't trust it nether Mannie, but remember the brand. (Fixing Mannie's collar) And what's good for the brand is compiling to the request.

The conversation is suddenly interrupted by Sienna's iphone, Sienna reaches inside her pocket to answer. Meanwhile Mannie, Jacinta, and Alec are still discussing the matter. Sienna phone closes as she enters back into the fray.

Sorry guys, I can't stay because I got to catch this flight.

Why?

Well Mannie, the phone call was about you. I was able to aquire you some offers on the table, but hey I really go to now. So I will see you all next week. (Hugging Jacinta and Alec) So Jacinta; you and Alec will go back to the lockeroom, and then you will text the details of what happened later on okay?

Jacinta: Of course Sienna. You have a safe trip (Waving); and better text me when you land bitch, (Blowing a kiss) smootches!

Sienna exits the arena, as Mannie and his posse follow the roadie to the Men's bathroom. Asylum cuts to a commercial break.

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APW Asylum returns to the air with the teams of The Dying Breed and Sang Réal already in the ring. The teams stand in opposite corners.

Stenfelder: This bout is a Non-Title Tag Team Match, scheduled for one fall. In the corner to my right, weighing in at a combined weight of 462 pounds, the team of Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown, Sang Réal!

Both members of Sang Réal smirk, and mock the crowd, drawing loud boos.

Beckett: Sang Réal knows that they are better than the common man! In fact, Sang Réal means Royal Blood! If they can knock off the tag champs here tonight, they might be able to get a shot at the gold in the near future!

Stenfelder: And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of 435 pounds, they are the APW Tag Team Champions, Jair Hopkins and Anthony Bailey, The Dying Breed!

The fans let out a thunderous cheer for the Tag Champs, to which they respond with polite waves and humble head nodding. Bailey and Murphy head to their respective corners as the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Non-Title Match
The Dying Breed vs. Sang Real

There’s no feeling out process between the two teams as Gabriel Krown and Jair Hopkins start the contest out. Both men are going at it, trading punches in the center of the ring until Krown gets control with a stiff elbow to the Chin. He pulls Jair in for a Stalling Neckbreaker, and drops him into the mat! From here, Krown mixes in some Suplexes, various Neckbreakers, and even a Lou Thez Press with punches to keep Jair grounded. The fans are getting restless, and are chanting for Jair at the top of their lungs! After a lightning quick Snap Suplex, Krown goes for the first cover of the match, 1
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Beckett: This is smart tag team wrestling by Gabriel Krown and Connor Murphy. I swear, every time we see them out here, they seem to be getting better!

Nailz: Well, they’re certainly controlling the early goings of this contest!

Murphy is in, and he goes to work, stomping the living daylights out of Jair before pulling up and whipping him into the ropes. He goes for a Clothesline on the rebound, but Jair ducks it and jumps up to the center rope, springing off and catching Murphy right in the chest with a Springboard Dropkick! The pace begins to pick up as Jair tries to get some offense rolling. He throws a series of punches with Backhand Chops mixed in! Murphy blocks the third Backhand Chop, and goes for a Short Arm Clothesline, but Jair ducks it and gives him a Spinning Lariat Takedown! With both men on the mat, Jair begins to crawl to his corner, as the fans clap to will him on! Murphy reaches Krown right as Hopkins reaches Bailey, and the hot tag is made! Bailey steamrolls Krown, and takes definitive control of the match, taking Murphy down as well as he enters the ring! The fans are on their feet, chanting "BAILEY! BAILEY!" as he keeps Krown grounded with quick strikes. However, Murphy is able to get a cheap shot in to the back of his head, and this takes Bailey down. Sang Real take back control of the match, and keep tagging in and out to keep fresh. As the action wears on, it takes longer and longer for Bailey to kick out on each pinfall attempt. However, Krown and Murphy begin to show signs of frustration. After about 20 grueling minutes, of which Sang Real controls at least 75% of the action, Bailey manages to make the hot tag, allowing Jair to come in and clean house! With just him and Murhpy in the ring, Jair gives him a Knee Smash into a Lifted Inverted DDT! Bailey leaps off the apron to nail Krown with a Double Axe Handle as Hopkins runs to the ropes and leaps off for a Springboard Moonsault Foot Stomp!

Nailz: OMFG!!!!!

Beckett: He got all of that one!

Jair hooks both legs, 1
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Winners: The Dying Breed

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Stenfelder: Here are your winners, by pinfall, the APW Tag Team Champions, The Dying Breed!

The fans explode into cheers as "The World Is Yours" blares over the speakers! The ref raises the arms of the Dying Breed but the cheers quickly turn to boos as Zachariah Blood and Sentinel come from out of nowhere to attack the Dying Breed from behind! Sentinel gives Jair a Big Boot to the back of the head, while Blood catches Bailey with a Contusion, his version of the Busaiku Knee Kick, to the back of Bailey's melon! He hits with such force that Bailey goes rolling through the ropes out of the ring! With just Jair in the ring, Sentinel hoists him up into Power Bomb position as Blood mounts the top turnbuckle! Blood jumps off, catching Jair with a Flipping Neckbreaker as Sentinel drives him down to the mat, connecting with the Bloody Sunset!

Nailz: This is uncalled for! I know that The Unforgiven are trying to establish dominance before their match at One Night in Hell, but this is ridiculous!

Beckett: No, it's smart!

The fans continue to boo as The Unforgiven stand over the downed Jair. Bailey is still knocked loopy on the outside, but he's trying to pull himself into the ring. Sentinel walks over and grabs him by the head, pulling him up onto the apron as Blood rushes in for another Contusion, this time to Bailey's face, sending him flying off the apron into the Steel Barricade at ringside! The fans are livid as The Unforgiven calmly leave the ring. Asylum cuts to commercial.

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The camera cuts out to ringside, where Cheer Captain Lexi is already in the ring, appealing to the crowd, leading them in a chant of "APW! APW! APW!"

Stenfelder: This bout is scheduled for one fall! Already in the ring, weighing in at 126 pounds, from San Diego, California, Cheer Captain Lexi!

The fans give a few polite cheers, but aren't quite sure what to make of Lexi.

The opening guitar riff to "Rock You Like a Hurricane" blares over the PA system and once the vocals hit Evan comes out with a cocky smirk on his face.

Stenfelder: And her opponent, weighing in at 260 pounds, from Edinburgh, Scotland, "The Scottish Sensation" Evan McDonald!

Nailz: This will be an interesting bout, as Lexi is making her debut against one of the biggest ladies men on the entire APW roster!

Beckett: You know what would really impress the ladies, is if Evan would actually win a match!

Evan kisses an attractive woman at ringside before he rolls into the ring and poses for the crowd as they boo him. He enters the ring, and blows a kiss towards Lexi. She reacts with disgust, angering Evan! The ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Cheer Captain Lexi vs. Evan McDonald

Evan goes right after Lexi, trying to grab a hold of her, but she sidesteps the self-professed ladies man, and shakes her pom-poms in the air, getting a loud "EVAN SUCKS! EVAN SUCKS!" chant going. Lexi is all smiles as she sidesteps Evan again, and gives him a kick right on the bum, sending him to all fours! It hurt Evan's pride more than anything, and he's starting to get really frustrated, slamming the mat with his fist.

Nailz: We have yet to see any substantial action in this match up, but Cheer Captain Lexi certainly is getting in Evan McDonald's head!

Beckett: Quit stalling and wrestle! Geez!

Lexi is skipping around the ring, waiting for Evan to get up to his feet. She still hasn't removed her pom-poms, and she's shaking them like mad, trying to fire the crowd up. Finally, Evan has had enough, and as she makes the mistake of turning her back on him, he nails her from behind with a clubbing Forearm! He then turns her around and gives her a hard kick to the stomach, before pulling her in for the Scottish Pride Tiger Driver! He places his boot upon her face as the ref counts the pin, 1
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Winner: Evan McDonald

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Stenfelder: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Evan McDonald!

Evan is still pissed as he leaves the ring, not even waiting for the ref to raise his arm. He grabs a hold of the hand of the gal he kissed earlier, helping her over the barricade and going to the back with her while the ref checks on Lexi!

Beckett: Lexi just received a huge wake-up call here tonight! You don't come to APW to just mess around! If you step into that ring, you've got to be serious about it!

Nailz: McDonald picks up the win here tonight, as well as woman, perhaps for just one night!

Beckett: He'd better be careful and make sure that she's a woman when he gets backstage! You know what happens in this part of the world!

Nailz: I would encourage you not to make light of such an unfortunate situation, Steve.

Beckett: I wasn't making light of it. I just don't want to find out on the plane ride out that Evan had a Crying Game experience!

Nailz: You're horrible.

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Agent: Like I said, my client will not crumble to the Tyranny of APW or their newest Puppet that wants people to call him "Warden" because of some wordplay he finds entertaining? Let me tell you something about Mister Jason Ka--

Kash: Please oh please, I've got to hear this! Continue Mr. Johnson..

As the cameras open backstage, Stefan Raab's Agent, Michael Johnson is seen slowly turning around to see the Interim GM, Jason Kash standing there with a smile on his face.

Mr. Johnson: That's Mr. Johnson...Oh, I..I...

Kash: You what? Are a big talker on twitter or when you don't think someone can hear you? For all you know I have every arena wire tapped and hidden cameras installed in the women's private showers...For all you know! I hear everything!!

Mr. Johnson turns and starts to book for a hiding place but runs right into the bare chest of the APW Suicidal Champion, Reaver who has a smile behind the mask that not even his Mother loved.

Reaver: Where ya going? You're gonna miss all the FUN! HAHAHEHEHEHE!!!

Snatching the Agent up, Reaver holds him in place as Kash steps closer to him. The two have had words on Twitter and anyone who knows or had seen, the love just isn't there as Kash stares at the man MUCH smaller than him.

Kash: These last few weeks, I've had a lot on my mind. This new job, Golden Boy burning down and Stefan Raab. See when he fired me, he took away something inside of me I loved having in my life. Being able to just...Ehhh put my hands on someone! That's one of the best addictions a man like me can have and he took away the Action "needle" so to speak. So I take even MORE freedom from him as he rots in a small, lonely cell with only him and his turds in the toilet. That or he's built himself a second personality...

Reaver: HEY That's my thing!

Kash: Yeah...don't we all know that! (Looks back at the agent) Thing is, you yourself have had a lot of things to say and after tonight, my match, all that has happened already? I feel like releasing some stress...How bout you? Whaddya say?

Mr. Johnson: Umm...I...

Slapping him hard but with a smile on his face, pretending to be friendly, Kash nods his head as if Raab's Agent agreed to have fun.

Kash: Good to hear! Oh hey, did you know if your hand is bigger than your face that means you think about other guys sexually? Did you know that?

Johnson: That--That's not true! Is it..?

He goes to open his hand and places it right up in front of his face for measurement. Kash punches the hand and Mr. Johnson facepalms himself hard, crunching his nose and drawing water to his eyes. Both Reaver and Kash get a kick out of it and continue to mess with him.

Reaver: What a bung hole isn't he? Hey look!! "It's a Bird, It's a Plane...No...It's ATOMIC WEDGIE!!!"

From behind, Reaver digs his fingers into the back waistline of Mr. Johnson's pants and yanks up his whitey tighties as hard as he can. The Agent leaps up, yelping in pain as his underwear are pulled so hard and violently in a wiggling lift. Kash almost falls laughing as does the faint sound of the live audience laughing.

Kash: We call this "Double Penetration"!

Kash lifts his head and gives him a Double Wet Willy, one finger in each ear. Mr. Johnson tries to shake him off as Reaver holds him in control. Kash pulls away and wipes his wet and soggy finger tips on Mr. Johnson's clean suit. Then Kash leans in and "Fun time" is over as the sound of his voice stops having so much enjoyment in it.

Kash: When he was General Manager, he abused his power in ways that weren't funny to anyone. He misused the talent on this roster and tried to gain advantages he didn't need to even have. Now he questions me? I won't force him to fight me but I will in the end make him fight me. See I will do everything I can in this position of power or outside of it to make Stefan Raab come looking for me. I will make him WANT my blood, want my eyes rolled back into my head with no part of my body not throbbing in pain. That's what he will want from me in the end. First it's Solitary Confinement..Now it's you...

Looking up into Kash's eyes, he can tell there is no prank, no joke in what he said. His fear grows as he remains held by Reaver.

Mr. Johnson: Mm...mahh...Meee?

Kash: Last time Raab was in power he had me escorted from the building. BEATEN by his personal security guards...So now while he's away not being able to help you. While Black Hand shows their loyalty to their members and DOESN'T take care of their own..I will be having YOU thrown out of this building. Have a good night Mr. Johnson and be sure to shower...

The security team swarms in and takes Mr. Johnson custody. They are regular clothes wearing Security. Kash felt keeping them in clothes might catch more illegal activity. As they escort him away, Kash stops them and gives an insight on his upcoming problem.

Kash: Oh and Mr. Johnson...Shortly you will see a Port-a-Potty. Inside you should still smell all kinds of "Foul" and before you get to wondering...I did in fact leave some in there, couldn't be funny if some of the poo wasn't mine right?

Reaver: Upside down goes the Port-A-Potty! Mr. Johnson covered in Ewwww!! HAHAHAHEHEHE!!!

Kash: Have a WONDERFUL day! (Turns to Reaver) Come on, I want to get back on that GTA V...TO THE OFFICE!!

Jogging out of the camera goes Foul Play as Mr. Johnson begs and begins to cry as he's escorted from the building with a Port-a-Potty in his near future.

Stenfelder: The following contest is scheduled for one fall… and it is for the Action Packed Wrestling UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP!



Adam Stenfelder: Introducing first, on the way to the ring… On the way to the ring, accompanied by Jacinta Perez and Alec Quartermain, he hails from The Commonwealth Of Virginia and weighs in at two hundred and twenty pounds…‘THE MAIN ATTRACTION’ YOUNG MANNIE!

The beginning of "Another Way" airs through the P.A. system building anticipation, as Mannie emerges to a wave of boos, he is lead to the ring by Jacinta Perez & Alec Quartermain. Mannie casually walks down the ramp with his entire glowing in the dark ADIDAS sweatsuit on while soaking in the hate, as a custom Dark-Orchid colored stairwell which reads 'The-Main-Attraction' is placed in front of the middle apron. Mannie strides up the steps, while the cameraman sits on the middle rope before he enters the ring. Mannie proceeds to remove his sweatsuit, as Adam Stenfelder steps up to Introduce Mannie's opponent.

Stenfelder: And his opponent…

IT’S SHOWTIME

The Lights in the arena Dim as the fans get to their feet with loud cheers while Nas’ “Hate Me Now” begins to blare through the loudspeakers as fireworks hit on the stage area just as Terry comes walking through the curtain with his title raised high in the air. He holds his hands out and does a few spins while the crowd showers down cheers and praise at him loudly.

Stenfelder: Coming down to the ring now weighing in at two hundred and forty-five pounds and hailing from Las Vegas Nevada… the APW Undisputed Champion and 2013 Survive and Conquer Winner..... The Real Show TERRY MARVIN!!!!

He then walks down the ramp way jawing at all the fans in the first row before he slides into the ring, hopping onto his knees and holds his arms out to more cheers from the fans. He rushes over to one turnbuckle and holds the APW Undisputed title high up in the air. He does the same thing to the other three corners before heading back to the middle of the ring. After taking in that reaction for a few moments, Terry dismounts the turnbuckle and hands his belt off, the referee displaying it to every side of the crowd to a roar from the crowd as he shows them what the match is about.

Nailz: And that’s the title Jason Kash booked this match for! Mannie! Marvin!

Beckett: And it’s underway already!

Main Event - APW Undisputed Championship
Terry Marvin © vs Young Mannie (w/ Alec Quartermain & Jacinta Perez)

Our bell sounds and Terry wastes no time sprinting full force at Mannie, nailing him with a Discus Lariat! He mounts the challenger and begins to unload with a rapid series of rights and lefts before forcing him into a front facelock. Mannie battles with right hands to the gut, but Terry stifles him with a hard European uppercut, followed by a Diving Reverse DDT. Once again Mannie begins to call away, but Terry hits am elbow to the back of his neck-- and then begins to hit a series of elbows, trapping Mannie in place. Terry screams out into the live audience and receives a mixed reaction in response.

Nailz: Mannie already took out Terry’s partner, Aubrey J. Parker a little earlier tonight with the Fatal Attraction-- and if he hits Terry with that, we may have a new champ! And he has all the motivation in the world to do so! There are a lot of Mannie supporters in Quezon City!

Mannie is up in the corner and Terry turns toward him, taking deep breaths as he waits for Mannie to get up. Terry charges at him and delivers a second powerful Lariat, this time into the turnbuckles. Mannie stumbles out of the corner, into a Side Effect to a pop from the crowd! Terry traps him in a grounded side headlock and drives raw, closed fists into his forehead. Mannie is able to get to the ropes, and the referee has to force Terry away! With another battle cry, Terry charges the stirring Mannie with a Spinning Heel Kick that knocks him through the ropes and to the outside.

Nailz: Wow!

Beckett: He might’ve gotten him right in the nose with the heel of his boot!

Mannie gets to his feet, using the ring apron for assistance, and looks up as Terry goes to launch himself up and over for a Vaulting Cross Body-- but Mannie is able to counter the move into a double-knee gutbuster! Terry writhes in agony on the outside mats while his opponent smirks into the lively audience and pulls him back up to his feet by the hair. Mannie throws Terry back-first into the ringside barricade and unloads with a series of rights and lefts of his own. Terry weealy covers up but a clothesline from his challenger takes the champion over the barricade and into the front row! Mannie sinks back against the apron and grins at Terry as the referee begins to administer his ten count.

Nailz: Jacinta and Alec are a little too close for my taste…

Beckett: Stop it. They’re minding their own business!

Nailz: Mannie has the ref’s attention and they’re STALKING Terry!

Beckett: He wouldn’t have to worry about it… but he told Aubrey J. Parker and Tyler Harrison to stay in the back! Now he’s out here on his own!

As Terry climbs over the apron, Alec Quartermain runs at him and drives a vicious boot into the side of his head! This prompts the Quezon City crowd to boo as Terry groggily crawls toward the ring, while Jacinta points and laughs. The referee glances at Mannie’s managers, but they “innocently” walk to opposite sides of the ring. Meanwhile, Mannie slides Terry into the ring, breaking the referee’s count, and covers the champion.

Nailz: First pinfall attempt of the matchup!

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Beckett: And the champ isn’t high-tailing it out of APW just yet.

Mannie measures Terry as he gets up. Terry climbs to his hands and knees. Mannie shoots the ropes and performs what appears to be the beginnings of a Rolling Thunder… but leaps into the air about a foot from Marvin, coming down on the base of his neck, driving him jaw-first into the canvas with a Fame-Asser! Many in the crowd applaud the display of athleticism. Mannie lifts Terry up in a front facelock and nails a Slingshot Suplex off the ropes! Slamming Terry to the mat, Mannie covers him with a float-over pin.

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Jacinta groans in frustration from the outside. Mannie lifts Terry up by the hair and goes to Irish Whip him into the turnbuckles-- but Terry reverses it and sends Mannie toward the corner!

Nailz: Reversal by the champion!

Mannie stops right before making contact with the corner and pushes himself up using the ropes, catching the oncoming Terry Marvin with a modified Headscissors Takedown! Terry holds his neck in pain as he climbs to his feet and Mannie runs at him for a Clothesline-- but Terry delivers the second Side Effect of the matchup! Mannie holds the back of his head, groaning, and Terry covers him.

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Mannie quickly extends his foot onto the bottom rope.

Nailz: Great ring awareness by the challenger. You have to wonder how prepared he can be for Terry Marvin. Mannie hasn’t had a real taste of the main event scene since he debuted on Asylum. Let’s not forget though, he holds victories over former World Champions like Keaton Saint and Phil Atken! Let’s not put it past him to knock off Terry Marvin here tonight!

Beckett: Did you see who he pulled earlier? He has the genius, Sienna Harrison as his agent. He’s got the beast, Alec Quartermain in his corner. He’s got the beautiful, vivacious Jacinta in the other corner. How is he going to fail? How?

Terry lifts Mannie up, only to Irish Whip him into the ropes and deliver a Sidewalk Slam. Mannie arches his back in pain and rolls out to the apron, trying to drop to the floor, but Terry grabs him around the neck through the ropes from behind, back into the ring! Mannie tries to fight out of it, but with his legs suspended from the middle rope, the champion hits him with a Reverse DDT! Mannie goes still as he hit’s the mat and Terry forces him back to his feet, crossing his arms across his chest and screaming ”YOU’RE CANCELLED!”, before hitting his version of a Russian Leg Sweep! Terry hooks both legs and the referee slides across the canvas to make the count.

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Nailz: And Mannie just BARELY keeps himself in this thing!

Terry glances up at the referee in annoyance, but keeps the pressure on Mannie, locking him in his modified, double-arm version of the crossface… “Show’s Over!” The crowd roars and Mannie screams as he tries to maneuver his way out of the hold.

Beckett: It’s not looking good!

Nailz: Mannie’s like a sitting duck in there! Terry’s got complete control of him!

At least ten seconds pass as Mannie struggles in the hold-- but suddenly, Jacinta Perez slides into the ring!

Nailz: What’s she doing?!

The referee immediately rushes toward her to get her out of the ring… But Terry turns, looking out of the corner of his eye as Alec Quartermain begins to enter the ring on the other side of the ring! Terry shoves himself to his feet and rushes Quartermain, catching him in the temple with a Spinning Wheel Kick, that knocks Alec to the floor! Terry gets up and yells choice words down at Alec-- but as the referee finally gets Jacinta out of the ring, Mannie nails a Low Blow! He then rolls Terry up for a Schoolboy, hooking the tights as the referee finally turns around.

Beckett: WHAT A MANEUVER!

Nailz: You’ve gotta be kidding!

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The referee sees that Mannie has a handful of lights and declares the count void! Mannie looks at the referee in shock-- and Terry suddenly grapevines Mannie’s arm and gets him in the Crossface again! This time, however, Mannie rolls through, stacking Terry up for a modified version of the Schoolboy pin!

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Nailz: Good eye by our ref there, and good counter by Mannie.

Beckett: Twice in a matter of seconds, the title almost changed hands!

Terry climbs to his feet as Mannie backs into the ropes. Marvin charges at his challenger-- but Mannie hits a stomp to his gut! Terry drops to his knees and Mannie follows up with a Hangman’s Neckbreaker! Mannie flashes his trademark grin at the crowd, earning a mixed reaction. He goes out to the apron and climbs to the top turnbuckle, waiting for Terry to groggily get to his feet… and then Mannie delivers a Missile Dropkick! Terry rolls head-over-heels, onto his stomach from the move and Mannie paces back and forth near the corner, motioning for Terry to climb to his feet.

Nailz: I think Mannie’s looking for the Fatal Attraction… the same move that put Sally Talfourd down last week, and put Aubrey J. Parker down a little earlier tonight!

Mannie screams for Terry to get up. The Undisputed Champion finally staggers to his feet and Mannie jumps up, going for the Reverse Bulldog known as the Fatal Attraction-- but Terry grabs Mannie in mid-ar and counters with a Snapmare! He follows up with a Dropkick to the back, followed by a quick cover.

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Beckett: Lazy cover there. Dare I say, the champ is already getting desperate?!

Nailz: I don’t know if I’d say that… But look… Mannie’s measuring him again!

As Terry climbs to his feet, Mannie charges him at hits a devastating Dropkick from Hell!

Nailz: What impact!

Marv is thrown to the canvas and Mannie pops back up, showing off to the crowd, earning a mixed reaction. Jacinta and Alec, again, applaud from the outside. The cameras cut backstage, briefly, to Mannie’s locker-room, where we see Sienna Harrison watching on the monitor with a broad smile.

Back in the ring, Mannie begins to stomp away at Terry Marvin, grunting loudly with each stomp. He forces Terry to his feet and holds him up by his hair, whispering something to him for a few seconds before blasting Marv with a series of rapid slaps, and a roundhouse kick! Marv, with glazed eyes, goes groggy. Mannie shoots the ropes and comes back, hitting a high knee that takes Marv over the middle rope and out to the apron. Mannie shoots the ropes once more and comes back with a Baseball Slide that takes Marv out to the floor. Before the referee can count, Mannie limps to the center of the ring and complains about a hurt knee. The referee motions for the doctor at ringside to come over. Meanwhile, on the outside of the ring, Jacinta Perez comes a few feet away from Terry Marvin, grinning as she struts toward him. Terry pulls himself to his feet, holding his head in pain. He locks eyes with Jacinta-- and Jacinta blows him a “kiss”, blowing glitter into his eyes!

Beckett: Oh no, Mannie’s got a bummed knee! He broke it on Terry Marvin‘s head!

Nailz: Oh… look… Mannie’s suddenly better!

Beckett: What a trooper!

Mannie slides out of the ring and grabs Terry by the arm, Irish Whipping him into the steel steps! Terry hits them knee-first and flips over onto the other side, crying out in pain while the audience groans in sympathy. Mannie grins and waits for Terry to climb to his feet… He then launches himself at the stairs and uses them as a catapult to leap off and hit Terry with a Bulldog, driving him face-first into the ringside mats! The crowd groans in sympathy for Terry again, and the referee begins his ten-count. Mannie and Terry lie on the ground for a few seconds, both feeling the effects of the bulldog.

Nailz: And what a move by Mannie! Terry Marvin might be out!

Beckett: But he can’t win on the outside of the ring!

We briefly cut to Mannie’s locker-room, where Sienna Harrison watches with a mixture of interest and concern. We cut back to ringside where Jacinta and Quartermain watch with similar expressions.

Nailz: I think Mannie’s “entourage” knows that too.

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Mannie is finally able to push Terry up onto the apron and slide him into the ring. He follows him in and hooks both legs-- and places his feet on the middle rope, unbeknownst to the ref!

Nailz: And Mannie’s using the ropes for leverage!

Beckett: Who cares?! New champion!

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Nailz: Counter!


Out of nowhere, Terry counters with a Crucifix Pin, taking advantage of Mannie’s leverage!

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The crowd grows loud at the action. Terry and Mannie both climb to their feet. Terry is still holding his head in pain, and Mannie runs at him for a Clothesline-- but Terry ducks out of harm’s way and counters with a Backslide Pin! The referee is in perfect position to make the count!

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Beckett: And Jacinta looks like she just about had a heart attack!

Nailz: What a contest! Mannie is holding his own, toe-to-toe against Terry Marvin!

Mannie staggers to his feet and Terry catches him from behind, delivering a German Suplex… followed by a second… and a third… and the crowd grows wild as Terry nails a fourth, and finally delivers a fifth German Suplex, this time, bridging Mannie for the pin!

Nailz: FIVE VICIOUS GERMAN SUPLEXES!

Beckett: Mannie’s shoulders are down!

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Nailz: Mannie survives!

Mannie, at the last possible second, rolls out of the cover and onto his stomach. Terry climbs up to his knees, wiping sweat from his brow. He makes his way out to the apron and ascends to the top turnbuckle to the delight of the already-deafening crowd. Mannie gets to his feet, in time to eat a Flying Lariat from the Undisputed Champion! Mannie is turned inside-out from the move, rolling all the way back into his feet and falling against the ropes, stumbling back toward the center of the ring where Terry Marvin nails a step-up Enzuigiri! Mannie falls to his knees with his throat against the middle rope. Terry shoots the far ropes and comes back at Mannie, leaping into the air and bringing a single knee across his upper-back! He then chokes Mannie against the ropes, using his knee! Mannie gasps for air, flailing wildly! The referee begins to count Terry out, but Terry breaks the hold at the count of three.

Beckett: I hate how our Undisputed Champion has to refer to such dirty tactics to put away Mannie, who supposedly isn’t even ‘worthy’ of a title shot! Tsk tsk.

Nailz: …Oh, so you were asleep for the first seven minutes of this match?

Terry exchanges some words with the angered Jacinta. Still attempting to wipe glitter from his eyes, he turns back toward Mannie. Mannie clutches the ropes for dear-life, and Terry tries to pull him away! The referee gives Terry another warning, and Terry lets go at three. He backs to the center of the ring and signals for Mannie to engage him in a lock-up. Mannie slowly gets to his feet, looking at Terry with doubt. Terry grins and holds up a hand for a test of strength. Mannie walks toward him and holds his hand up as well-- but Terry blasts him with a boot to the gut, followed by a Single-Arm DDT! Terry makes the cover, hooking the far leg while many in the crowd count along!

Beckett: Cheap!

Nailz: One!

Beckett: TWOO… And Mannie kicks out right before three! Jacinta’s jumping for joy!

Nailz: You’ve gotta be impressed with the resilience of the challenger.

Marvin sighs and lifts Mannie up by the tights and the base of his neck before launching him out of the ring over the top rope! Mannie hits the floor and Terry follows him out. He yells for the announcers to get out of the way and then picks Mannie up as if for a Scoop Slam, but drives him down on top of the commentary table! Mannie arches his spine in pain, and Terry delivers a series of sharp elbows to his chest and sternum! Mannie covers up and falls off of the table, to the floor, while the referee begins to count the two out again.

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Nailz: The Undisputed Champ is just taking Mannie to the woodshed!

Terry lifts Mannie up again, in a front facelock position. He turns and locks eyes with Alec Quartermain, who stands a few feet away from Terry, glaring at him. Terry picks Mannie up and glares right back at Quartermain, looking at him as he backs up toward the ringside barricade and hits Mannie with a Snap Suplex that drives his lower-back into the guardrail! Mannie lands on the back of his head and neck at ringside.

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Terry rolls Mannie into the ring at “8” and makes it inside, himself, at the count of nine. He signals for the end to the audience, earning a roar from them, but shrieks of terror from Jacina, who yells for Mannie to “get out of there!” as Terry forces him up in a double-underhook.

Beckett: Oh noooo!

Nailz: It’s about time for Whiplash! Quezon City knows it!

Terry positions Mannie for his patented Elevated Double-Arm DDT, but Mannie finds the strength and wherewithal to get an arm free and shove Terry away, into the turnbuckles! Mannie runs at Terry for a Spear into the corner, but Terry scrambles out of the way, and Mannie hit’s the steel post shoulder-first! Mannie groans in agony and Terry drags him out of the corner, locking him in the double underhook again and grinning out into the crowd.

Nailz: And NOW Terry looks to hit Whiplash!

…However, again, Mannie gets an arm free, this time as Jacinta hops onto the apron! Mannie delivers a thumb to Terry’s eyes, and just as quickly as Jacinta hopped up, she hops down, before the referee has a chance to scold her.

Beckett: She’s just hopping all over the place tonight.

Nailz: Very brief distraction from Jacinta, but that second was all it took for Mannie to hit a thumb right to the eyes! And now-- ouch! Snap DDT by Mannie!

The crowd continues to greet Mannie with a mixed reception as he pulls himself up, throwing his fists into the air as he stands over the currently fallen Terry Marvin. Mannie moves and Terry begins to rise to his feet. As Terry gets to a knee, Mannie shoots the ropes and blasts Terry with a running boot to the forehead! Terry falls flat onto his back and Mannie lifts him up, placing him back-first across his shoulders. He begins to perform what looks like an airplane spin, but soon extends his hands so Terry spins freely on Mannie’s shoulders for three rotations to a pop from the crowd! Mannie drops to his back and Terry lands viciously on the back of his head, rolling onto his stomach. Mannie crawls over to him and rolls him up in an Oklahoma Roll!

Nailz: VERY impressive by Mannie! He might have it!

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Beckett: I thought he had it!

Again, we cut to Mannie’s locker-room, where Sienna watches from the edge of her seat. She is texting somebody as she watches the match unfold. We return to the ring where Mannie is out on the apron. He climbs to the top turnbuckle and motions for Terry to get up. Terry stumbles to his feet and Mannie leaps from the top, hitting a dive into a Tornado DDT! Marv is spiked into the canvas and Mannie quickly covers him, hooking the far leg, grapevine the near!

Nailz: TERRY MARVIN, DRIVEN INTO THE CANVAS!

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Nailz: And Terry Marvin is not ready to lose that title! Not after all he’s worked for since August 2012! Not here, not now in Quezon City!

Beckett: I don’t think either one of these men were expecting what the other is bringing to the table!

Mannie shows signs of frustration as he sits up. He looks at Terry Marvin, who hasn’t moved since kicking out. Mannie leans against the ropes and studies Terry for a few seconds, listening to Alec and Jacinta, who whisper to him from ringside.

Nailz: And you can see the look in Mannie’s eyes here-- it’s the look that every one of Terry Marvin’s opponents, from Kurt Noble, to CJ Gates, to Keaton Saint, to Level One, to AJP have asked-- what do I have to do to put this guy down?

Beckett: This is no time to lose it. Mannie has Terry right where he wants him. This is where people choke. He needs to stay on Terry.

Terry groggily gets to his feet, and he’s rushed by Mannie with a shoulder tackle that knocks him back into the corner. Mannie backs to the other corner of the ring and yells as he sprints across the ring, going to hit Terry with a high knee-- but Terry moves out of the way, allowing Mannie to hit the corner! Terry then grabs Mannie by the legs and flips him over the ring post! Mannie lands, seated, on the steel steps below! He cries out in agony, rising to his feet, holding his lower-back. He seems to have difficulty walking for a moment and Terry climbs to the top turnbuckle. Jacinta screams again for Mannie to move. Mannie turns around and Terry leaps from the top rope, hitting Mannie with a Cross Body to the outside!

”TERRY!”

”TERRY!”

”TERRY!”

Terry rolls Mannie into the ring, where Mannie again begins to complain of potential injuries, and again, the referee and doctor go to check on him. Terry makes his way to the steps to make his way back into the ring-- but out of nowhere, Alec Quartermain rushes him, hitting a high impact shoulder tackle! The impact sends Terry flying at least six feet, violently to the floor! This time, the referee turns around and looks from Quartermain to the fallen Marvin… And screams ”GET OUT!” to Alec and Jacinta, to a huge ovation from the audience!

Beckett: What?!

Nailz: Yes! The right call was made! Alec Quartermain and Jacinta Perez have been kicked out of ringside!

Quartermain smirks as he backs away from the ring, but the damage has been done. Terry Marvin is lying, nearly unconscious at ringside. Jacinta follows Alec, but she screams at the referee that the situation is “unfair!” Mannie rolls out of the ring and picks Terry up, sliding him into the ring once more. He hooks his far leg for the pin.

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Mannie yells in pure frustration. He picks Terry up and seems to be going for a DDT, but Terry counters with a Northern Lights Suplex! The referee begins to count Mannie’s shoulders to the mat!

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Beckett: What is this?!

Mannie leaps from the top rope and delivers a Diving Double Foot Stomp to the ribs of Terry Marvin! The crowd seems to grow hushed as Terry goes limp, rolling onto his side. Mannie hooks the far leg and the referee slides into position to make the count.

Nailz: That was vicious. I don’t think Terry Marvin’s doing okay…

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The crowd cheers as Terry finds it in him to shoot his shoulder off of the canvas. Mannie glares at the referee, holding up three fingers… but the referee assures him it was only two. Mannie angrily drives a series of forearms into Terry’s skull. He picks Terry up, positioning Terry’s back toward him.

Beckett: He’s going for the Fatal Attraction!

However-- Terry sees what’s happening and throws an elbow back into Mannie’s jaw! Mannie is stunned for a moment, and Terry suddenly takes him down with a Swinging Neckbreaker! The crowd roars for the sudden maneuver and Terry lies next to Mannie on the mat for a while, sprawled out in agony. He begins to crawl toward the turnbuckles. He looks back at Mannie, and as Terry gets up, he flashes a bloody, crimson grin toward the crowd. Spitting blood out of the ring, he signals for the Corkscrew Moonsault with his finger. Terry begins to ascend to the top turnbuckle…

Nailz: MANNIE’S UP!

Mannie rushes to the corner and as soon as Terry reaches the second turnbuckle, Mannie jumps into the air and delivers the Fatal Attraction, sending Terry viciously to the mat from the ropes! The crowd grows deafening and Terry rolls onto his stomach.

Beckett: FATAL ATTRACTION FROM THE SECOND ROPE!

Nailz: TERRY MARVIN’S OUT!

Mannie drags Terry away from the ropes and pushes him onto his back, hooking both legs for the cover.

Nailz: The count!

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The arena erupts as Terry shoots a shoulder off of the canvas and Mannie falls onto his back, placing his hands over his face, kicking his feet against the mat in protest.

”THIS IS AWESOME!”

”THIS IS AWESOME!”

”THIS IS AWESOME!”

Nailz: What in the world does Mannie have to do?!

Beckett: Hahaha, dude, I don’t know. He… Can we get a replay of the sick Fatal Attraction? Like-- what do we call that? The Extra-Fatal Attraction? And he kicked out!

For at least fifteen seconds, Mannie just lies next to Terry on the mat, unsure of what to do. Finally, he pulls himself to his feet and lifts Terry up as well. He locks Terry in a double-underhook, similar to Terry’s own Whiplash setup.

Nailz: What is he thinking?

Mannie yells out as he lifts Terry up, going for the Whiplash-- but Terry maneuvers out of it in mid-air, landing on his feet! He leaps toward Mannie for a Flying Forearm Smash but Mannie ducks… and Terry collides with the referee, hitting him right in the jaw! The referee goes limp, dropping to the mat from the maneuver! Mannie doesn’t seem to be aware of it, however, and hits Terry from behind with a closed fist to the back and tries to roll him up with a Schoolboy, but soon realizes that there is no referee! As soon as he releases the hold, Terry captures his arm and pulls him into the Show’s Over double-arm Crossface! Mannie writhes in agony, but Terry, spitting blood out of his mouth again, wrenches the hold, knowing that no referee can break it!

Beckett: Somebody stop this!

Nailz: Terry’s content with keeping that Crossface locked in until the referee wakes up!

With the referee still motionless, Terry still leans back, applying as much pressure as he can to the hold.

Nailz: What the hell is this?!

The crowd boos loudly as two figures come sprinting from the back… And our spotlight reveals that it’s none other than Sentinel and Zachariah Blood of the Unforgiven!

Nailz: No!

Beckett: It’s not a good time to be Terry Marvin!

Terry releases the hold as he sees the Unforgiven enter the ring-- but he’s unable to stop a running Shining Wizard to the jaw from Zachariah Blood! Terry is knocked dizzy, and soon, Sentinel grabs Terry and lifts him up in the Suplex position, driving him to the mat for the Sit-Out Powerbomb he calls the Black Sunset! The crowd boos the two wholeheartedly. Blood has already exited the ring and returns with a steel chair. He raises it above his head, grinning as he looks down at Marvin… And brings it hard across his back. Once. Twice. Blood pauses and looks up toward the ramp, grinning.

The crowd begins to chant as Blood raises the chair again.

”PAY UP, PARKER!”

”PAY UP, PARKER!”

”PAY UP, PARKER!”

Beckett: They can chant all they want. AJP isn’t coming! Terry told her to stay back!

Blood brings the chair down across Marvin’s back a third time… And soon the arena comes unglued again. Blood and Sentinel look up, at first amused-- but then concerned as from the back, the Tag Team Champions, the Dying Breed file out, followed up the team of NewGen Rising! Sentinel and Blood grin and roll out of the ring, ducking out of harm’s way as they hop the barricade and make their way to the crowd, but the champions and the other number-one contenders make chase!

Nailz: It’s like a repeat of two weeks ago! Unforgiven escapes but the damage is done!

The crowd screams in delight as Sentinel and Blood are stopped as Shadow begins to make his way through the crowd from the top, with a lead pipe in hand. Sentinel and Blood stop in their tracks and turn, realizing they are surrounded… Sentinel charges at Shadow and the two giants lock up, with Shadow gaining the upper hand with shots with the pipe to Sentinel’s ribs, soon joined by Anthony Bailey, while NewGen Rising and Jair Hopkins take turns throwing fists into the body of Zachariah Blood, who is backed into a vending machine!

Nailz: And FINALLY! FINALLY! The Unforgiven is getting a small taste of what they deserve!

Beckett: Look! Mannie’s got Terry on his back! The referee’s stirring!

Nailz: Mannie’s gonna steal this! Mannie’s gonna leave the Philippines with the Undisputed Championship!

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Mannie is yanked off of Terry Marvin from the outside, and the referee doesn’t have the wherewithal to recognize it! The ref collapses again and the crowd roars-- and soon we see why.

Nailz: Sally!

Mannie doesn’t have the energy to chase Sally, who yanked him off of the champ. Sally winks at Mannie and turns, strutting up the ramp, disappearing just as quickly as she came. Mannie yells in frustration and slides back into the ring, where Terry is trying to reach his knees. Mannie pulls Terry up to his feet-- but Terry drives a knee into Mannie’s gut and out of nowhere, hit’s the Spinning Sit-Out Double-Arm DDT!

Beckett: WHAAAT!

Nailz: WHIPLASH!

The crowd counts along as Terry sprawls across Mannie and the referee makes the count!

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The bell rings and the crowd roars as Terry’s music hits and he rolls into the corner, still spitting blood out of his mouth.

Adam Stenfelder: Your winner… And… STIIILLLLLL the APW Undisputed Champion… TERRRYYYY MAAAARRRVIIIIIIIIIN!

Nailz: What a battle! What a struggle! What a contest! Terry Marvin and Young Mannie left everything in that ring! On several occasions, I thought Mannie had this!

Beckett: It wasn’t to be… Not tonight… I blame Sally Talfourd! If not for her, Mannie would’ve been champion!

Nailz: Mannie would’ve been winning the title the wrong way. That was a small dose of payback for last week!

Beckett: And I’m getting word that the Unforgiven have escaped the arena!

Nailz: I bet that’s good news for Aubrey J. Parker. Seems like she owes them some sort of payment in fourteen days.

Beckett: Hey, look!

Nailz: Speak of the devil…

As Mannie pulls himself up the ramp, groggily making his way to the back, Aubrey J. Parker passes him on the ramp. Aubrey gives Mannie a condescending smirk and then struts past him with her nose in the air. She makes her way all the way down to the ring and rolls inside.

Nailz: Look out… This one’s unpredictable…

The referee and doctor are checking on Terry, who sits in the corner, but he pulls himself to his feet as he sees Aubrey J. Parker walking toward him. He maintains a death grip on his championship and looks at Parker as if expecting the worst. Terry’s music dies, and for several seconds, Aubrey just stares at him, seemingly frozen in mid-step halfway across the ring.

Beckett: …This is eerie.

AJP has a warm half-smile fixed on her face as she continues to stare at Terry. Terry, breathing heavily makes his way out of the corner. He makes his way toward Parker… and the crowd grows louder with every step.

Nailz: He might not wanna get too close. Who knows what’s going through her head? He just came out of a hellacious match!

Terry looks at Aubrey right in the eye for a second-- and then simply moves past her. Terry steps out of the ring, over the middle rope, and drops down to the floor. He makes his way up the ramp, to a mixed reaction, leaving Aubrey standing in the ring with a smile still on her face.

Nailz: What the hell was that?

Beckett: I guess Terry didn’t wanna be the last man standing. He isn’t doing this tonight. Terry is leaving the arena and going home to make love to his hot, pregnant wife.

Nailz: Maybe Terry Marvin really is ready to turn his back on APW…

Aubrey turns and smirks as Terry disappears behind the curtains, leaving her standing in the ring as we fade to black.