APW Asylum-May 8-Providence, Rhode Island

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Ida Marie's “Bad Karma” plays over the speakers as the camera pans the crowd at the Dunkin' Donuts Center holds up their signs and cheers! Fireworks shoot out from the entrance ramp, where the APW Tron is supported by padded walls. Lights on the stage flicker for effect as the camera then focuses on Russ T. Nailz and Steve Beckett at the announce table.

Nailz: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to APW Sunday Night Asylum! We're here live in Providence, Rhode Island, and boy do we have a huge show tonight! We'll be seeing the APW Heavyweight Champion James Chambers team up with Isamu Suzuki to take on the team of Chris Cyrus and the APW Suicidal Champion, “The Loose Cannon” Rico Casteel!

Beckett: That one should be a real barn burner! But I'll tell you what I'm looking forward to tonight, and that's the fact that our General Manager, Reginald Schmidt has a huge announcement regarded APW Mayhem! The Asylum Misfits, sorry, I mean Megastars, will be at the pay-per-view, and tonight, we'll find out in what capacity!

Nailz: But we've got a ton of action here tonight, so let's get right to it!

Stenfelder: This opening contest is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring first, from Columbus, Ohio, weighing in at 243 pounds, Tyler Vaughn!

*"So Bad" by Eminem filters out of the PA as Tyler Vaughn emerges on the ramp wearing street clothes instead of his wrestling gear. He pulls out his sign this week reading "WHY THE F@#K WAS I BOOKED IN THE OPENER!!!" Tyler throws his sign off the ramp into the crowd as they start to cheer at the fact that he's competing tonight. Tyler makes his way to the ring talking trash to the fans as he makes his way down. Getting into the ring "So Bad" stops as Tyler pulls a mic out of his back pocket.*

Tyler: Well well well looks like our GM decided he didn't wanna properly showcase the "New Future" of the APW.

*The fans boo this.*

Tyler: You people can blow me, I don't need to validate myself to you. But since old boy decided not to give me a high profile match tonight I gotta come out here and babble on about some crap that isn't even relevant to tonights show. That's not me Tyler Vaughn is not about that, so instead of treating you people to listening to the "New Future" I'm gonna treat myself.......to a lapdance.

*Some people actually start to cheer this.*

Tyler: Yes that's right I'm gonna give some lucky girl out in this crowd a chance to give the "New Future" a lapdance. So with that being said let's chose our lucky lady.

*Tyler starts to look through the crowd.*

Tyler: This is gonna be a little tougher than I thought. I knew a large majority of the women in Rhode Island were skanks but damn I did not for see this.

*Tyler finally spots a young blond and points to her.*

Tyler: Her bring her on up she's pretty damn good looking.

*Security brings the young girl over the guard rail and escorts her in the ring. She stands in front of Tyler.*

Tyler: What is your name sweetheart?

*The young woman answers him in a heavy New England accent. This makes Tyler wince.*

Tyler: Stop right there this isn't gonna work out quite the way I planned, sorry about this.

*Tyler grabs the girl and nails her with a Ruiner, Tyler gets back up and picks the mic up.*

Tyler: Oh someone is gonna get sued over that. Well looks like I'm gonna have to make my presence felt on this night another way. I HATE YOU PROVIDENCE!

The fans are booing Tyler at the top of their lungs, while he just soaks it all up. Their boos turn to cheers the moment TRUST Company's “The War is Over” hits the speakers!



Derek Wellings walks out to the ring. He shrugs his arms a few times, high fives a few fans.

Stenfelder: Making his way to the ring first, from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 270 pounds, “The Airborne Ranger” Derek Wellings!

Nailz: I can't tell you how excited I am that we have a wrestler like Derek Wellings here in the Asylum! He has an impressive, albeit brief, run on Overdrive a few months back, and now that he's made his return to APW, he's going to bring his very athletic style to Sunday Night Asylum!

Beckett: Wellings is an impressive athlete for sure, but I hope he doesn't think that he's going to be able to have his way with the competition here just because he used to be on Overdrive!

As he nears the ring he sprints towards the ring and slides in the ring like Edge. He gets to his feet in two quick movements, walking over to a turnbuckle he stands on the middle rope with one foot on the top. He raises his righ arm up and stares at the crowd. He jumps off the top, walks to another and gets on the second rope. He places his foot on the top again and raises his arm to the cheer of the crowd. Before the ref can even call for the bell, Vaughn jumps right onto Wellings, trying to get the upperhand! DING! DING! DING!

”The Airborne Ranger” Derek Wellings vs. Tyler Vaughn

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Vaughn is attacking Wellings with the intensity of a pitbull, keeping Wellings propped up on the turnbuckle. After a few clubbing blows, Vaughn begins to climb up the ropes himself, but before he can get a hold on Wellings, “The Airborne Ranger” gives him a stiff elbow to the face that sends him falling backwards to the mat! Wellings then gathers his bearings, turns around, and leaps off the turnbuckle, catching Vaughn with a Flying Crossbody! From here, the match is a furious back and forth affair, with Wellings using his amazing agility to try and keep Vaughn off balance, while the outspoken Megastar tries to keep Wellings grounded with a ground and pound assault. A turning point in the match comes when Wellings has Vaughn up in the Army Strong, getting ready to chuck him, but Vaughn skirms out, landing behind Wellings and giving him a Forward Russian Legsweep!

Nailz: Wellings was looking to end things there, but Vaughn managed to get out before any real damage could be done!

Beckett: Not to mention the fact that Vaughn countered with a great move of his own!

Vaughn goes for a cover, but only gets a one count! The two men continue to battle at a furious pace for the better part of fifteen minutes, until they nail eachother with Running Clotheslines in the middle of the ring! Both men are down as the ref begins the mandatory 10 count! By the point the ref has reached five, both men begin to stir, and they're both up by the count of eight, albeit on spaghetti legs! Wellings grabs a hold of Vaughn, shooting him towards the ropes, but he telegraphs a Back Body Drop, allowing Vaughn to grab a hold of Wellings' hair, and slams his head backwards into the mat! While Wellings holds his head in pain, Vaughn pulls him up and grabs him in for a Leg Hook Reverse STO, The Ruiner! However, Wellings gets a hold of the ropes, preventing Vaughn from being able to pull off the move! Wellings powers his way out of Vaughn's grasp, and gives him a hard boot to the gut before lifting him up and delivering the Army Strong, tossing Vaughn to the middle of the ring! He goes for the cover, 1
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Winner: Derek Wellings[/center]

Stenfelder: Here is your winner, by pinfall, “The Airborne Ranger” Derek Wellings!

The crowd cheers as the ref raises Wellings' arm in victory while “The War is Over” blares over the speakers!

Nailz: Vaughn may have complained about being in the opening match here tonight, but if he thinks that APW management isn't showcasing him properly, he didn't do himself any favors losing in this close of a match! Still, great effort by Derek Wellings! This one could have gone either way!

Beckett: I have to agree! These two kept a breakneck pace throughout, which is surprising considering that neither one of them is particularly a small man! A great way to start APW Asylum on the Food Network!

Vaughn angrily makes his way up the ramp while Wellings continues to celebrate in the ring. Asylum cuts to the backstage area. Backstage, Harvey is pacing. He seems to be very nervous and is weating buckets. Harvey is approached by Reginald Schmidt.

Reginald: I thought you were excited. You told me you could beat Broadway in his sleep. What's changed?

Harvey looks at Reginald. He seems annoyed that he was caught sweating about this match.

Harvey: Okay. Maybe I meant I could beat him in his sleep. I just hope I don't embarass myself out there. Broadway's a legend in this business.

Reginald laughs.

Reginald: I booked this match because you said you could beat him. I wanted to test your theory. If you don't believe in yourself, it doesn't look like that theory will be holding up.

Reginald gets a big grin on his face.

Reginald: To be honest, your win-loss record isn't the most favorable, as you're always getting your butt beat out there. It's almost like you're APW's resident whipping boy! If I were you, I'd quit while I was still not too far behind...

Harvey look Reginald in the eye. Harvey looks serious now.

Harvey: Reginald, this is all I've ever wanted to do. If I lose the opening match of every card for the next ten years, I'll always come back for more. You want me ready to face Broadway? You just motivated me.

Reginald: How do you know that wasn't my intention?

Reginald walks away without saying another word. APW Asylum goes to a commercial break.

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APW Asylum comes back from commerical with Reginald Schimdt already in the ring, with the APW Tap Out Title slung over his shoulder. He has a mic in hand and begins to speak.

Reginald: Hello folks! Now despite what your eyes are telling you, no, I am not the new APW Tap Out Champion! Unfortunately, after Grace Kerr's title win two weeks ago, issues with her work visa have come up, and I had no choice but to strip her of the APW Tap Out Championship!

The fans boo this announcement very loudly.

Reginald: I know it sucks, but as the General Manager of APW Asylum, sometimes I have to make the tough decisions. However, it also means that I get to make really freakin' sweet announcements like the fact that at APW Mayhem, we will have a Tap Out Gauntlet Match, where the match will start out with two Asylum Megastars in the ring. They will fight under Tap Out rules, until one person is eliminated! New Megastars will enter the ring at every elimination, and the last person standing will leave Mayhem as the new APW Tap Out Champion!

Nailz: Wowwie! What an announcement!

Beckett: You know Madok's not going to be happy about this! He wanted his title rematch, but it looks like he's not going to get it!

The fans cheer for the annoucement, chanting “TAP OUT! TAP OUT!” at the top of their lungs. Reginald has a big smile on his face.

Reginald: And as all of you already know, due to his win at RassleMania, Rico Casteel became the Number One Contender for James Chambers' APW Heavyweight Championship at Mayhem! But considering that Casteel is also our Suicidal Champion, I got to thinking, why don't we have both belts defended at Mayhem!?

The fans pop again.

Reginald: In Darwin, Australia, it will be the APW Heavyweight Champion James Chambers against the APW Suicidal Champion Rico Casteel in a match where both titles are on the line! And it won't just be those two vying for the belt, as after his performance last show, I have deemed Isamu Suzuki worthy of getting not only another shot at the Suicidal belt, but also the Heavyweight title as well!

The fans cheer some more, with a chunk of them chanting “ISAMU! ISAMU!”

Reginald: The three of them will face off in a Two Fall Triangle Match, where the first fall will be for the APW Sucidal Championship, and the second fall will be for the APW Heavyweight Championship! And both falls are anything goes!

The crowd is going crazy at this point!

Beckett: I've got to give Reginald credit, those sound like some awesome matches to add to what's sure to be an explosive pay per view event!

Nailz: There's no doubt in my mind that with matches like that, Asylum is sure to steal the show at APW Mayhem!

As Reginald continues to glad hand it in the ring, “Invasion” hits the speakers, and the gigantic, mysterious Japanese man makes yet another appearance in the Asylum! He looks to be all business as he heads down the ramp towards the ring!

Nailz: Uh-oh! Here comes trouble! We've seen this man come down to the Asylum over the last month, and to be honest, we don't know anything about him beyond the fact that he likes to hurt people!

Beckett: You'd think that in such a well connected society that we live in, we'd know more about this guy, but there's simply no info out there about him! We don't even know his name!

As the large man steps into the ring, Reginald foolishly begins to chastise him!

Reginald: I don't know who you think you are, mister, but if you think that you can get away with just waltzing in here week in and week out and attack my employees, you've got another..ACK!

Before Reginald can finish his thought, the man grabs the General Manager by the throat and gives him a few hard Headbutts before hoisting him up onto his shoulders before giving him a vicious Samoan Drop! Reginald is coughing as he feebily tries to crawl from the ring, but to no avail, as the big man grabs a hold of his foot, and drags him to the center of the ring! Reginald is screamin in terror with tears running down his eyes as he gets pulled back up to his feet and pulled back up onto the big man's shoulder to receive a Barry White Driver! Invasion begins to play again as the man stoically leaves the ring and heads up the ramp, while EMTs rush down to aide Reginald!

Nailz: What a vicious assault by the mysterious man on our General Manager! You can bet there will be reprecussions for this!

Beckett: Reginald should have been smart and ran! It's his own darn fault for trying to stand up to this monster without any backup!

APW Asylum cuts backstage. Coming down the hallway as the cameras come on backstage is Malcolm Perry III who came into APW with Big Heavy as his Manager. He wears his black trench coat as he heads down the hallway towards the Office of one Reginald Schmidt. MP3 has some papers in his hand, crumbled up in his grip with an angry glare on his face as he marches along. He comes to the office but before he can knock or barge in the door opens. To his surprise and everyone else's surprise "The Bad Influence" Jason Kash exits the office and spots MP3, a smile on Kash's makes MP3's face turn red with worry.

::Malcolm Perry III::
What the Hell are you doing here? You aren't a member of APW anymore, you got embarassed and ran out the doors...

::Jason Kash::
Well it's funny you say that because I came here to get DHW's Champion out of the bogus contract you had him sign. See he can't sign with APW because he is signed exclusively to DHW and regardless if it's a territory promotion or not, it's got legal papers that say Big Heavy is under contract elsewhere. There goes your career as Manager of Success!

::Malcolm Perry III::
You SON Of a bitch!!!

::Jason Kash::
Ah..Bad idea Malcolm...

MP3 thought to try and strike Kash but out behind him, coming from Reginald's Office is the newest member to the group known as DangerTainment, someone Kash has grown a friendship with over the last few months. The man known as "Bad Boy" Shane Borderland! Borderland stands next to Kash and Kash has a smile on his face as a Shadow approaches from behind MP3. Kash points very Freddy Vs. Jason like as MP3 slowly turns around to find Big Heavy behind him. Heavy doesn't waste any time and crushes an arm into MP3's neck area and knocks MP3 to the cold concrete floor of the backstage area. Kash and Borderland begin stomping and kicking MP3 as he curls up in a cradle position. Kash stands in front of Big Heavy as Heavy just looks down at his now former manager. Kash grabs MP3 on both sides of his head, pulling him up to his feet. Big Heavy grabs MP3 from behind by the arms and holds him for Kash as Kash squeezes MP3's face.

::Jason Kash::
You want to see success so badly? Watch Borderland and myself because we both just signed NEW Contracts with APW, now watch because you won't see the same failures as before...This time Violence is the remedy...

With a quick and stiff shot to MP3's face, Kash drops him and signals for Big Heavy to pick him back up. Kash and Borderland move away from Reginald's office as Big Heavy drags MP3 down the hallway a bit until Kash stops walking. Borderland cracks MP3 in the gut with a knee as Kash comes in and grabs MP3 by the trench coat and the back of the neck and tosses MP3 head first into a wall. Kash grabs a can out from his back waistline and kneels down over MP3's limp body. MP3 is on his stomach out cold and Kash puts his finger on the nozzle of the can and begins to spray on MP3's back. When Kash is finished he stands to his feet and Shane Borderland softly backhands Kash in his chest and points at the two letters that were sprayed on MP3's back.

::Shane Borderland::
What the hell is that man?

::Jason Kash::
Heh...Spray Cheese...

::Shane Borderland::
Spray Cheese? ....We are making a statement with Spray Cheese?

::Jason Kash::
They didn't have Spray paint and I wanted a snack...If the statment ain't made yet then it will within time. People seen the potential before and now they will see the success but it won't be DangerTainment they see...We've evolved..

The camera looks down at MP3 to see the letter sprayed in Cheese on his back. The letters "OV" are the only thing written in yellow lines of cheese. Big Heavy's eyes are open big as he looks over Kash's shoulder at the can of spray cheese. Kash looks back and laughs, tossing the big man the can. He quickly begins squirting the cheese in his mouth, filling it up cheek to cheek with sweet Cheddar Bacon flavored Spray Cheese. Shane Borderland and Jason Kash head down the hallway, a new face, a new direction, a new means to find success. Big Heavy follows behind them with the nozzle of the spray cheese in his mouth as APW Asylum cuts to another commercial break.

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APW Asylum comes back from a commercial break with Nathaniel Broadway already in the ring, his music playing over the speakers.

Nailz: Well, folks, welcome back to APW Asylum! Right before the break, we saw the return of Jason Kash after a short absence!

Beckett: This is huge, as Kash was one of the men who helped Team IWC win the War Games match at RassleMania!

Stenfelder: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Already in the ring, from Austin, Texas, weighing in at 245 pounds, Nathaniel Broadway!

The fans pop up to their feet as “Fuel,” by Metallica, hits the speakers! Branden Harvey sprints through the curtain and toward the ring.

Stenfelder: And his opponent, from Sacremento, California, weighing in at 140 pounds, “Supersonic” Branden Harvey!

Nailz: Harvey's been in a bit of a funk lately, and is hoping to get out of it here tonight!

Beckett: Has he tried taking a shower?

Whe he reaches the ring, he leaps into the air, spiringboards his right foot off the apron, and uses the momentum to carry him over into a front flip over the top rope, landing in the center of the ring. The two men eye each other down as the ref calls for the bell! DING! DING! DING!

Nathaniel Broadway vs. “Supersonic” Branden Harvey

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Broadway tries to hit a haymaker early, but Branden ducks it, responding with a Dropkick that takes Broadway down to the mat! From here, Harvey spends much of the match flying around the ring, always staying one step ahead of Nathaniel Broadway! The fans are behind Harvey 100% as he takes Broadway down with a lightning-quick DDT, and then follows up by climbing to the top rope!

Nailz: Could he be going for the Sonic Boom!?

Branden leaps off the top turnbuckle, and pulls off a picture perfrect Pheonix 630 Splash, and hooks the legs, 1
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Winner: Branden Harvey[/center]

Stenfelder: Here is your winner, via pinfall, “Supersonic” Branden Harvey!

“Fuel” begins to play again as the ref raises Branden's arm! Harvey excitedly celebrates his victory, jumping up and down in the ring!

Nailz: It's great to see this kid regain some of his confidence after an impressive win like this!

Beckett: I don't recall seeing Broadway hitting Harvey once! This kid used his speed and agility to simply overwhelm the much larger competitor, and came out with the win!

Branden continues to be on cloud nine as APW Asylum goes to another break.

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James Chambers appears on the big screen, walking purposefully toward his locker room with the APW World Heavyweight Champioship draped over his left shoulder. Noah Riboflavin is the only one to accompany him this week, carrying one of Jimmy's bags in one hand and texting on his phone with the other. Talk about being multi-talented. Once they arrive at the locker room, James sets down his championship, and motions to Noah for one of his bags. He sets the bag down on the bench and begins to rummage through it, as suddenly a knock comes at the door.

James: Who dat? Who there?

The door opens, and in walks none other than Isamu Suzuki and his trainer, David Fireson. James shakes David's hand, and then looks at Isamu.

James: Well howdy there, partner!

An awkward silence ensues, which Jimmy desperately tries to break.

James: You see what I did there? Because I said "Howdy Partner" like a Cowboy, but you are literally my partner...? No..?

The awkward silence continues. Jimmy coughs a bit before moving on.

James: Okay, fair enough. Well, come on in here, take a seat, let's talk strategy.

James welcomes them to sit, and Isamu and David oblige, sitting on folding chairs set out for them. James sits also, and looks toward Noah.

James: Garcon, Dasani!

Noah: Seriously?

James: You don't like Garcon?

Noah: .....

James: Fair enough. How does, Fucky the errand boy sound? Isamu, any suggestions?

Isamu remains silent, looking distinctly out of place. James is mildly discouraged, and the awkward silence returns.

James: Oh, come on man. I know you got something cooking up in that brain of yours.

David: You'll have to forgive the kid, Jimmy. One of the main principles at my training school is that you must respect the business and your opponents; it seems he takes that last one a little too seriously.

Jimmy: I see. Don't worry Dave. Hanging with me, I'm certain by the end of the night, something will rub off on him and he'll be berating and emasculating the help like a dream.

Isamu just averts his eyes, gazing at the floor between his feet. David pats Isamu on the shoulders to try and bolster his spirits.

Jimmy: NOAH! DASANI! I WANT IT!

James takes a second to straighten his ruffled shirt, clears his throat, and turns his attention back to David & Isamu.

James: Well, i just have to say Isamu, I was watching last Asylum. Even though you didn't get the W, you really took it to Rico Casteel like nobody i've ever seen, so I'm really excited to be teaming with you this week.

Isamu looks back up at Jimmy and nods, smiling a little wistfully.

Isamu: Rico was a formidable opponent. I look forward to getting another opportunity to wrestle him tonight.

David: Rico's clearly good, we both know that. Between you and me, though, I don't think that's who he's really looking forward to facing.

David grins, and Isamu brings his eyes over to his trainer. His eyes darken once he realizes who he's referring to.

James: I can tell by that look on your face that you realize that we have more in common than you think. Like you, I have unfinished business with Rico Casteel, and like you, I also think that Chris Cyrus is the scum of the earth. So, what do you propose?

Isamu: Well, I propose we do our best to outwrestle Rico. He will be a tough nut to crack, so we have to be on our best behavior, but while I'd love to pin Rico, I definitely think our first order of business should be proving beyond a shadow of a doubt that Chris Cyrus does not belong in the same ring as Rico, or you, or me.

David mock sighs.

David: Now if I could just get him to think the same thing about everyone else he faces, we might have a prodigy on our hands...

James: Indeed, David. Indeed. NOAH!? WHERE'S MY GODDAMN DASANI!?!?!? FUCK!

"WHAP!"

James is cracked square in the suckhole with a flying bottle of Dasani.

Noah: THERE'S YOUR GODDAMN DASANI!

David: That kid's got an arm on him....

Isamu looks around awkwardly, wondering if he's in the right locker room as Asylum cuts back to ringside, where “The Chosen Future” Nate Bishop is already in the ring. The lights dim as the opening notes begin playing. Spotlights show reflections of playing cards along the entrance. Gambler, wearing a jacket with an Ace of Hearts of Jack of Diamonds, takes his time strolling out to the ring, deck of cards between both hands, with “Superstar” Bobby Bodacious following him out to the ring. At random intervals, Gambler tosses a few cards at members of the audience.

Stenfelder: Making his way to the ring, accompanied by “Superstar” Bobby Bodacious, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 237 pounds, The Gambler!

Nailz: Last week, we saw The Gambler take on Chris Cyrus in an impromptu match up that ended when Chris Cyrus got himself blatantly disqualified after using a low blow! You can bet that The Gambler won't let that just pass.

Beckett: I don't think he will either, but first, he's got to focus on his opponent here tonight!

Stenfelder: And his opponent, already in the ring, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 225 pounds, “The Chosen Future” Nate Bishop!

Nailz: Bishop has been on a bit of a slide as of late, but looks to get things going in a more positive direction here tonight!

When Gambler makes it to the ring, he slides under the bottom rope. Gambler goes to one knee while reaching into a jacket pocket, pulling out a pair of die. Gambler rolls the die on the mat, getting a "7" from the roll.

The lights come all the way on as Gambler gets to both feet, making sure to take his jacket off. The ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

The Gambler vs. “The Chosen Future” Nate Bishop

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The match starts off slow, with both men measuring each other up. Bishop's youthful exuberance gets the best of him, as he steps in to make the first move, but the Gambler takes a step back and boots him right in the face! The Gambler follows up by mounting Bishop and unloading a series of hard punches at a very deliverate pace, giving Bishop time to think about each punch before he delivers it! The match continues on, with the general story being that The Gambler uses his wily veteran tactics and knowledge to stay just one step ahead of Bishop throughout the match. Whenever Bishop tries to get some offense going, The Gambler finds a way cut him off. Near the end of the match, Bishop starts to get on a roll, but after he takes The Gambler down with The Bishop's Curse Calf Kick, “Superstar” Bobby Bodacious hops up onto the apron, distracting him! As Bishop heads over towards Bodacious, Bodacious takes a swing at him, which he purposefully misses, drawing exactly the reaction he wanted from Bishop, which is getting decked in the face himself. While the ref goes out to tend to Bodacious, The Gambler slips on a pair of Brass Knuckles, and clocks Bishop right on the chin! He tosses the knucks out of the ring, and turns Bishop over so he can apply the Keno (Rings of Saturn) in the center of the ring! Bishop is knocked out from the brass knucks, and the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Winner: The Gambler[/center]

Stenfelder: Here is your winner, by referee stoppage, The Gambler!

“The Gambler” begins to play again while the crowd boos at the top of their lungs. Bodacious joins The Gambler in the ring, raising his partner's arm while the ref checks on Bishop!

Beckett: Clever teamwork from The Gambler and “Superstar” Bobby Bodacious here tonight! I think that The Gambler was trying to put the roster on notice that he wants to become the APW Tap Out Champion, as he doesn't normally try to finish a match with the Keno!

Nailz: The only message The Gambler sent tonight is that he needs to cheat to win! He's a dirty old scoundrel!

The fans continue to boo as The Gambler and Bodacious make their way up the ramp. The screen switches to a split screen backstage, where on the right, it shows James Chambers and Isamu Suzuki, and the left shows Chris Cyrus and Rico Casteel, all four of them walking towards the entrance.

Nailz: Ladies and gentlemen, when we come back, it's main event time, where James Chambers teams up with one of his Mayhem opponents, Isamu Suzuki, to take on the team of “The Loose Cannon” Rico Casteel and Chris Cyrus! It promises to be an explosive main event! Don't miss it!

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Stenfelder: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall, and is your APW Asylum Main Event!

The fans pop at the announcement, but their cheers turn to boos as The opening riffs of "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath hits the PA and the fans quickly start booing. Slowly, Chris Cyrus emerges from behind the entrance curtain and stands at the top of the stage, looking out at the crowd.

Stenfelder: From Las Vegas Nevada, weighing in at 240 pounds, Chris....CYRUS!

Beckett: This anti-hardcore nutjob is quite possibly the guy who benefited the most from Asylum ceasing to be an IWC branded show, as the hardcore rules no longer apply! It's a shame, really!

Chris begins making his way down to the ring, threatening to hit the fans then looks at the camera and says "get out of my way" as he walks up the ring steps and enters the ring. Chris walks over to the corner and climbs up the middle rope and the crowd boo's him. Chris gives them all an evil stare and jumps back down into the ring and waits.

The lights dim down as "Sound of Madness" by Shinedown begins to play. After a few moments the large and imposing figure of Rico Casteel makes his way out from the back, with the APW Suicidal Championship clasped around his waist. He pauses at the entrance and scans the crowd before smirking, cracking his neck, and making his way down to the ring.

Stenfelder: And his partner, from Bismark, North Dakota, weighing in at 270 pounds, he is the APW Suicidal Champion, “The Loose Cannon” Rico Casteel!

Nailz: How do you think Rico feels about his match at Mayhem being changed to a Two Falls Triangle Match for both his Suicidal Championship and the APW Heavyweight Championship!?

Beckett: Knowing Rico, he's always happy to have more people put in his way to be destroyed!

Ignoring all of the fans, he reaches the ring, grabs the middle rope and hauls himself onto the apron. He climbs through the ropes and paces around the ring.

"RISING" hits the speakers, opening with the drums. The lights start flashing around the crowd as the shamisen start playing over the speaker systems, but still no competitor. At twenty seconds, in place of the usual "He" for the song, Isamu's voice echos across the speakers with a "EYAH!" The song continues as normal as Isamu sprints out onto the stage, full of energy.

Stenfelder: And their opponents, first, from Utashinai, Hokkaido, Japan, weighing in at 215 pounds, Isamu Suzuki!

Nailz: Isamu finds himself in a golden opportunity two weeks from now, as he has a shot at both the APW Heavyweight and Suicidal Titles!

Beckett: If you ask me, he doesn't deserve either!

He waits there only a moment before sprinting down to the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope. He hops up onto the top rope and lets out a battle cry to get him pumped up for battle before hopping down and stretching for the match.

"On My Way To The Cage" starts up as an intense Chambers emerges from the back. He walks purposefully down the ramp, not taking his eyes off of his opponent.

Stenfelder: And his opponent, from Gadsen, Alabama, weighing in at 240 pounds, he is the APW Heavyweight Champion, James Chambers!

Beckett: You know what, I don't think that Chambers will be able to get along with Isamu here tonight! He knows that Isamu is after his title! There's bound to be distrust between them, despite what they say!

Nailz: James Chambers is a lot of things, but paranoid to the point of delusion is not one of them!

He removes his t-shirt, inserts his mouthpiece and slides under the bottom rope. Cyrus and Casteel discuss who'll start the match, while Isamu and Chambers play Rock-Paper-Scissors. Isamu wins the game, thus starting the match, while Casteel steps out onto the apron, leaving Cyrus to start for his team. The ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

James Chambers & Isamu Suzuki vs. Rico Casteel & Chris Cyrus

Isamu and Cyrus start of the match at a quick pace, exchanging holds back and forth, showing a display of technical wrestling that would make pure wrestling fans drool. Isamu goes for a Deep Arm Drag on Cyrus, but Cyrus manages to land on his feet, and instantly pulls Isamu up and slaps on his trademark Headlock, yelling out “HEADLOCK!” at the top of his lungs! The fans boo loudly as Cyrus wrenches the hold. After a few moments, Isamu gives Cyrus some hard elbows to the midsection, and shoves him off into the ropes, catching him on the rebound with a Leaping Calf Kick! From here, Isamu picks up the pace, hitting with several maneuvers in quick succession that the crowd can't help but applaud loudly for the upstart! As he has Cyrus reeling, he whips him into his team's corner, and tags in Jimmy! The fans come to life as Chambers begins to wail on Cyrus in the corner, stepping back as the ref reaches the count of 4. As Chambers goes back in, Cyrus reaches up and pokes him in the eyes before dropping on all fours and crawling through Jimmy's legs to make a run for his corner! Cyrus makes it just as Chambers grabs a hold of his foot, but not before Casteel reaches in and slaps Cyrus on the back, tagging himself into the match! Casteel levels Chambers with a brutal Clothesline, and the two proceed to trade power moves back and forth for about five minutes, until Casteel has the advantage. He gives Chambers a hard shot to the crown of the head before lifting him onto his shoulders and delivering a Death Valley Driver near his team's corner! Cyrus calls for a tag, and Casteel obliges, as Cyrus climbs to the top rope and leaps off with a Frog Splash! He has Chambers covered, 1
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Chambers kicks out!

Nailz: A near fall for Cyrus there! I'll be honest, I didn't expect to see this kind of continuity out of Casteel and Cyrus!

Beckett: I don't think anybody did!

Back in the ring, Cyrus is pounding Chambers in the face with some hard shots, while Isamu leads the crowd in clapping to try and will Chambers on! Cyrus goes for a haymaker, but Chambers blocks it and shoves Cyrus off of him! As Chambers makes his way back to his feet, Cyrus jumps up onto his back and locks in a Sleeper Hold! Despite this, Chambers continues to lumber towards his corner, reaching out to try and make a tag to Isamu Suzuki! Cyrus gets the hold in deeper, which brings Jimmy down to one knee! Chambers continues to try and make his way to the corner, dragging Cyrus and himself, but he falls just a fingertip away from Isamu's reach! Chambers looks to be fading, while Cyrus has an almost crazed look in his eyes, yelling at the ref to ask Chambers if he gives up! Chambers' eyes roll into the back of his head as his body goes limp. The ref checks the arm, and it falls lifelessly to the mat. “1!” The ref lifts the arm again, and again, it falls. “2!”

Nailz: How huge would it be for Chris Cyrus to make the champion pass out here tonight!?

Beckett: It would certainly put him back in the title picture!

The ref raises the arm for a third time, and just as it's about to hit the ground, Chambers gets his arm back up! He gives Cyrus some hard backwards Elbow Shots to the ribcage, eventually forcing Cyrus to break the hold! Chambers manages to crawl within Isamu's reach, and he makes the hot tag! Isamu is in like a house of fire, nailing Cyrus again and again with moves that take him off his feet! After he has Cyrus on the mat, Isamu goes for a Standing Moonsault, but Cyrus gets his knees up, causing Isamu to crash into them chest first! This gives Cyrus the opening to make it to his corner to make the tag! Rico stomps into the ring with purpose, yanking Isamu up from the ground, as Isamu continues to hold his chest in pain. While Rico has a hold of Isamu's head, he gives him a series of vicious Body Blows with his free hand, before pulling him up into a Gorilla Press position! He presses Isamu a couple of times, showing off his strength while the fans boo him, before dropping Isamu down and catching him in a vicious Powerslam! Rico hooks the leg, 1
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Isamu kicks out!

Nailz: Isamu just barely kicked out there!

Beckett: Rico is targeting Isamu's midsection, trying to drive the air out of the quicker competitor's lungs! If you can't breath, you can't run around, it's as simple as that!

From here, Rico continues to physically dissect Isamu, not offering him any opening for offense, or to make a tag. This time, Jimmy leads the fans in a clap and chant to try and inspire Isamu, while Rico has him locked in a tight Bear Hug! Rico is shaking Isamu around like a rag doll, but Isamu boxes Rico's ears, and hits with a Swinging Neckbreaker that leaves both men laying in the ring! The ref begins the mandatory 10 count, but halts it as soon as both men begin to head to their respective corners. Both Cyrus and Chambers tag in at roughly the same time, and they meet in the middle of the ring, exchanging blows fast and furiously, their hatred for one another apparent with each blow! Finally, Chambers gets the advantage, and whips Cyrus into the ropes, driving him into the mat with the Impact Spinebuster!

Nailz: That'll quiver your liver!

Chambers continues to beat on Cyrus, giving him no quarter at all! Chambers beats Cyrus with such ferocity that he busts open Cyrus' forehead! Blood begins to trickle down the face as Cyrus as he tries desperately to defend himself from what can only be described as a mauling! Casteel finally steps in pull Jimmy off of Cyrus, but as he does so, Isamu comes flying across the ring, and takes both him and Casteel over the ropes and out of the ring with a Running Flying Crossbody! Chambers is up to a vertical base, and sees Cyrus starting to stir. He lets out a primal roar, letting folks know that it's Beast Season! He pulls Cyrus up and whips him towards the ropes, before running to the ropes perpendicular, but as he does so, he's tripped up by Rico Casteel! Casteel then pulls Jimmy out from beneath the ropes, and bounces his head off the apron before rolling him back into the ring! By this point, Isamu is back up, and he nails Casteel with a Running Dropkick that sends him back first into the barricade! Isamu then walks over and begins to unload on Casteel while the ref yells at them from the ring to break it up! In the ring, Cyrus goes to pull Jimmy up, and gets him in the Urinagi position! Before he can deliver the Straight to Hell, Jimmy elbows his way out! However, as he does so, Cyrus stumbles into the ref, knocking the man in stripes into the ropes! Chambers grabs Cyrus from behind, looking for a suplex of some sort, but while the ref is caught in the ropes, Cyrus is able to kick up backwards with his leg, giving Jimmy a low blow undetected by the ref! Cyrus then turns around and gives Chambers the Straight to Hell! He goes for the cover, 1
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Isamu comes from out of nowhere to make the save!

Nailz: He just saved the match for his team right there!

Beckett: Not for long, he didn't!

Casteel is back in the ring, and practically decapitates Isamu with a big boot, sending him falling through the ropes to the outside! Casteel then lifts Jimmy up, and gives him the Bedlam Buster while Cyrus climbs to the top rope and hits with another Frog Splash! Casteel makes sure that Isamu can't re-enter the ring while Cyrus goes for the pin, 1
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Winners: Rico Casteel & Chris Cyrus

Stenfelder: Here are your winners, by pinfall, the team of Chris Cyrus and Rico Casteel!

Nailz: I don't believe it! The APW Heavyweight Champion James Chambers was pinned here tonight!

Beckett: James Chambers has been nearly unbeatable since he came to the Asylum! Could this be a preview of things to come two weeks from now at Mayhem!?

The fans are booing and throwing garbage in the ring while the ref raises Casteel and Cyrus' arms in victory. Right as the ref lets go, Cyrus and Casteel are both thinking the same thing, as Casteel lunges at Cyrus, and Cyrus dodges!

Nailz: Looks like that partnership didn't last long!

Beckett: Well, Cyrus did cost Casteel his match against Chambers a few months ago!

Cyrus then tries to high tail it out of the ring, but Casteel grabs him by the waistband, and yanks him back towards him, clubbing him in the back before lifting him up for a Bedlam Buster! Chambers is just coming to in the ring while Isamu looks on from the outside as Casteel stands dominantly over Cyrus. Casteel just kind of stands there, glaring at Chambers and Isamu while giving off the periodic snort. Chambers looks at Casteel with a sense of 'What the heck just hit me?' while Isamu shakes his head outside the ring.

Nailz: Well folks, that's all the time we have for tonight! We'll see you in two weeks for APW Mayhem!

APW Asylum comes to a close with all three men in the same standoff, while Cyrus lays motionless in the ring.