APW Asylum 1/1- New Orleans, Louisiana

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Dark Match
Yuna Tanahasi vs. Yarmouth Blade

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Winner: Yarmouth Blade

Ida Marie's "Bad Karma" blares over the speakers as APW Asylum launches on all airwaves! An impressive and seemingly expensive pyrotechnics display erupts for almost an entire minute, before the house lights come on to show all the signs around the arena. We see a number of "Toker Smoker" signs for Jason Kash, and even a sign held by a man asking for Arcadia's hand in marriage! The ring is surrounded in streamers and confetti. It looks like APW is celebrating the new year in fashion!

Nailz: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to APW Asylum on the Food Network! Coming off the heels of maybe the biggest APW Pay Per View of the year, we’ve got a ton of fallout this evening! It’s going to be a red-hot night tonight, in APW’s first show of 2012!

Beckett: It’s going to be an amazing night, Russ! We’ve got a new World Heavyweight Champion, and his victory, or should I say victorIES, made history at Christmas Chaos! No doubt, we’ll here from him tonight! But on top of that, we’ve got Jason Kash going one on one with “The One“ Adam Young, and the APW Suicidal Champion steps into the ring to do battle with Rico Casteel, and the returning Johnny Knuckles! Tonight’s going to be explosive, Nailz!

“Bad Karma” is cut off, as “Cult of Personality” hits on the PA. The crowd lights up with a loud course of boos, but continue to stay on their feet.

Nailz: And here we go!

Beckett: Yes! Our new World Heavyweight Champion!

Nailz: And it looks like he won’t be the only one joining us…

Out from behind the curtain comes Chaz Dillinger. With a party hat on his head, a party whistle in his mouth, and a smile on his face, he is followed shortly after by his girlfriend, Helena. The two step to the side of the entrance, as the rest of Chaz’s entourage make their way out, all dressed in the finest tailored suits that money can buy. As well dressed as they are, they all are in a party-like mood, all wearing party hats and smiling from ear to ear. DeSaun has a couple of bottles of expensive champaign in his hand, but vouches for the 40oz. of malt-liquor already pressed to his lips. The entire entourage walks to the side of the ramp, awaits the arrival of their fearless leader.

Beckett: And here he comes! No, wait! Johnny Rebel! Johnny Rebel’s in the house!

Johnny Rebel makes his way out from behind the curtain, garnering many boos from the capacity crowd on hand for the event. Johnny walks over to Chaz, hugging him in celebration. Soon after, Nathaniel Havok finally comes out from behind the curtain, party hat and whistle ready to go. With both the World Heavyweight and the Xtreme Championships around his waist, Nathaniel taps the titles that stretch across his torso, and signals for the Cult of Personality to follow him to the ring. Nathaniel makes his way down the ramp, flaunting his titles for everyone to see. He slows down, allowing Helena to make her way up to the ring apron first. She sits on the ropes as the entire entourage makes their way into the ring. Nathaniel’s music dies out, as he grabs a microphone.

Havok: Well well well… Look who’s back on top!

This garners a lot of heat from the APW fan-base.

Havok: Face it, no matter how loud you boo, it’s still not going to change the fact that I made every single one of you look like fools! Everyone! Right on down to the boys and girls in the back! You were all made fools of! I told you what I was going to do, and I went out and did it! Then, I told you I had a little something extra… And I shocked the world, by winning the APW World Heavyweight Championship!

Nathaniel moves the microphone away from his face, and begins to chuckle.

Havok: Tonight, we’re here to celebrate! We’re here to celebrate a new year! We’re here to celebrate the end of 2011, the beginning of 2012, the Enforcer of Sorrow regaining his Xtreme Championship, the demise of President Jeff, and the end of Jason Kash’s god-awful title reign! The streamers and balloons, confetti and hype… It’s not to bring in the new year! It’s to celebrate the rise of a REAL champion! Finally, Action Packed Wrestling, and professional wrestling fans around the world, have a champion that they can believe in! They have a champion that they can count on to entertain them in the ring, as well as seek justice against wrongdoers outside of it!

Nathaniel smiles at the fans who boo as loud as they possibly can, as the Cult applaud his efforts behind him.

Havok: I know that I couldn’t have pulled it all off by myself, and I have the Cult to thank for that. Johnny Brown, for his genius and ability to be vigilant when seeking above-said justice. Johnny saw the APW President for exactly what he is, and that’s a piece of garbage! Johnny knew that not only would it be a smart move for his career, but it would also put an end to Dictator Jeff’s reign of terror! I love it when a plan comes together, and without Johnny, I would have never been able to sucker Jeff into a match at Christmas Chaos!

Nathaniel walks over to Johnny and hugs him for his successful efforts. Nathaniel then goes over to Chaz, and places his hand on Chaz’s shoulder.

Havok: And Chaz… Without a doubt, I wouldn’t be holding this World Championship right now, if it wasn’t for you. Chaz, I know what you did for me at Christmas Chaos. I know that being the World Heavyweight Champion is a dream for you. But I’ve been in this business for over twelve years. Trust me, you’re not ready just yet. But I know that you knew this was good for business, and that’s why you had no problem making the sacrifice. Someday, this title will be yours. Someday, you’ll be the man in APW.

Nathaniel slaps Chaz on the shoulder a few more times, before walking back into the center of the ring, as the Cult once again stands behind him.

Havok: None of you EVER saw it coming! What I did, was take advantage of every-single-one of you simple-minded people! I took advantage of Jeff! I took advantage of the loop-holes! I took advantage of circumstance!

From out of nowhere, a familiar voice can be heard.

Kash: You took advantage of Chaz Dillinger! You took advantage of Johnny Brown! You took advantage of the little boy who lives across the street from you, last month! Blah blah blah!

From backstage, out comes Jason Kash who stands at the top of the ramp.

Kash: Give it a rest, Nathaniel! All you did last night, was prove that you’re APW’s biggest pussy! But don’t worry, you're more than just a pussy Havok. You're a blue waffles kind of pussy! Google it folks, it's disgusting! Seriously though Havok, you and your pack of pud-wackers are...

Havok: Who in the hell do you think you are!?!?

The fans boo as Nathaniel didn’t allow Kash to finish his sentence.

Havok: Who in the hell do you think you are, Jason Kash? This is MY TIME! You had your fifteen minutes of fame, and your time is up! So take your ass back to the back of the line, and maybe someday you’ll be able to work your way back to an epic failure again!

Kash: Are you high, genius? Guess what Einstein, I’m the number one contender! I have a rematch clause, and I’m not going to waste anytime in acting on it! Now, I’ve got my hands semi-full tonight with a little girl named Adam Young… But what do you say we take this one to Overdrive? You and me, Janruary 5th, World Heavyweight Championship! What do you say?

The fans erupt in cheers as Nathaniel Havok backs up shaking his head “no”, in the middle of the ring.

Kash: What’s wrong, champ? Afraid you wont be able to beat me without taking advantage of my post-match ailments? Afraid I might beat the living piss out of you one on one, face to face? Afraid that…

Johnny Brown takes the microphone out of the hands of Nathaniel Havok, and interrupts Jason Kash.

Brown: What makes you think that you even deserve a rematch? What makes you think that you even deserve to be in the same ring with the Enforcer of Sorrow?

Kash: What makes you think that I wont slap your little punk-ass around this arena until you’re sipping your tea through a wired jaw?

Brown: You don’t have the balls, Jason Kash! Come down here, and we’ll end your career!

Kash: Oh yeah, everyone knows that story, brown-eye. I come down there, get jumped, beaten, carried out like a sack of sad shit.

Jason chuckles.

Kash: No thanks, boys. I've played that game, I've been in all of your positions and I know how that goes. Let's not talk numbers, let's talk action!

Brown: Not until you prove your worthy of it! As a matter of fact, I’d take you on one on one! I’d take you on, and I’d end your career myself!

Nathaniel gets an idea, and takes the microphone away from Johnny Brown.

Havok: Listen, Kash… I for one, don’t think that you should have ever been given a World Heavyweight Championship shot in the first place. But nevertheless, you were able to capture a fluke win in the Elimination Chamber. However, I do agree with you… You are rightfully entitled a return match for the APW World Heavyweight Championship!

The fans let out a shriek of joy.

Havok: HOWEVER… However Jason Kash, I have a very important title defense tonight. A title defense, that no wrestler would ever be able to overcome… But I will! No man in his right mind after wrestling 4 strenuous matches in 2 days, would even think of attempting what I’m going to do tonight! Because tonight, I will put my APW World Heavyweight Championship on the line, against the most dangerous man in professional wrestling! I will put my career on the line, against a man who strikes fear into the hearts of professional wrestlers all around the world! When people see their name across the matchup board from theirs, they leave the arena in fear! When they see that they’ve got to step into the ring with him, they run the other way! But no, not me! I’m going to face him head-on, and defend my world title with dignity, and respect! Tonight, I put it all on the line, to once again prove my point!

Kash: And what’s your point? You’re mentally retarded? …Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

Kash and the APW fans get a kick out of this, as Nathaniel looks frustrated in the ring.

Havok: Enough! God dammit, this is my show now! While you go back to the mid-cards and facing men like Adam Young on a nightly basis, I’m going to continue to show the world why I’m professional wrestling’s ONLY living legend! There’s a reason you lost the title, Kash! And it’s because you just can’t get to that second wind! You can’t elevate yourself to rise to the occasion, no matter what stage you’re on! And when the lights were at their brightest, when the pressure was on, you crumbled, and I took advantage! That’s why I’m standing in this ring celebrating, and you’re on the ramp crying!

Kash: Is that so?

Havok: It is! And I’ll tell you what… After tonight, I’m going to need some more rest. Therefore, on Thursday, one on one, you and Johnny Brown. If Johnny Brown wins, you forfeit your rematch! But if you win Jason Kash, I’ll let you pick any match you want, any time you want it! What do you say?

Kash: I say, you got yourself a deal! I’ll see you soon, champ. And why don’t you take a page out of Pence Weatherlight’s book, and polish my belt for me…

“Houston” by Slim-Thug hits on the PA, as Jason Kash smirks on the entrance ramp.

Nailz: I can’t believe this! Jason Kash and Cool Britannia will be wrestling each other on Overdrive!

Beckett: And Nathaniel said that if Kash wins, he gets any match he wants, at any time! This is huge! But what I want to know is, who’s Nathaniel defending the title against tonight?

Nailz: We’ll keep you updated on this developing story as we get information. We’ll be back, after these messages!

Asylum goes to commercial.

We come back from commercial with Jack Spade chasing down Nathaniel Havok and the Cult, as they head to their locker-room.

Spade: Nathaniel! Nathaniel! A word for a moment?

The Cult all turn around, and allow Nathaniel to approach Spade.

Havok: What, Jack? What could you possibly want?

Spade: Nathaniel, how are you feeling about your odds next week, when Johnny Brown takes on Jason Kash? And who is this mystery opponent tonight? Why put yourself in danger of losing the title, right after winning it?

Havok: I have all the confidence in the world that Johnny Brown is going to embarrass Jason Kash, this Thursday night! He’s got everything that Jason Kash lacks, including class, as well as intelligence. But as far as my title defense goes… I’m doing this tonight, to show the world that I am the real deal. This is the fourteenth time in my professional wrestling career, that I’ve held a World Heavyweight Championship. However, this is the first one that’s actually put me at the top of the professional wrestling world! You see, there’s no place better than APW… And I am the figurehead of this company! I am the man who will lead Action Packed Wrestling, onto the path of righteousness! These fans finally have a man they can believe in, that they can count on, and that they know will entertain them. I’m the champion for a reason, and I have decided to face this man tonight, to prove my dominance! Who is it? Well, you’re just going to have to wait and see. But I promise, you wont be disappointed. Who knows, I might not even walk out of here with the title tonight. But regardless, I’m doing this for the fans. Believe it or not, I’m doing this for all of them…

Nathaniel looks at the titles that still stretch across his waist. He smirks in the face of Jack Spade before turning around and walking away. The Cult of Personality follows closely behind him, as the cameras fade back to ringside.

Nailz: Well, it looks like Nathaniel Havok will be defending his newly won APW Heavyweight Championship here tonight! Who's he going to face!?

Beckett: With both Kash and Rico otherwise occupied tonight, my money is on Manhattan White!

Nailz: That's not a bad guess. Anyhow, we'll have Jason Kash vs. "The One" Adam Young following the break!

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Stenfelder: The Opening contest is set for One Fall! Introducing first, hailing from Abilene,Texas.."THE ONE" AADDUUUUMMMBBBB YOUUUNNNNGG!!!

"Sober" by TOOL starts playing as smoke fills the entranceway. Out steps Adam Young wearing a white "The One" t-shirt and shades. Priest Misery is right beside him in a black tuxedo. He walks towards the ring paying no attention to the fans boooing and throwing trash at him. He climbs into the ring and gives the crowd a double bird. He peels the shades off and hands them to the ref. He motions for the opponet to step back as he disrobes. He kneels down on his left knee and does a Roman Catholic cross across his face and chest. He stands up and sprays black mist towards the middle of the ring.

Stenfelder: His Opponent. He is a Former APW TapOut, Tag Team and World Heavyweight Champion! He comes from Houston, TX by way of Atlanta, GA...."THE INFLUUUUENNCEE!!!" JAAASOOONNNN KAAAASSSSHH!!!

As the theme for Monday Night Football begins to play and the rap beat merges in and begins to thump, pulsing the heads of fans filling the arena, Jason Kash steps out from the back as the music spills out vibrating the arena as fans get to their feet. Adora Bailey steps out behind Kash and moves to his side as he steps to the center of the Entrance Ramp. Kash leans forward and slaps the metal stage three quick taps and then puts his two fingers to his mouth, hits the "Air Joint" as do all his fans. Two puffs and his arms shoot up above him as the fans let out a chant of "LIGHT. IT.UP". Kash heads to the ring, touching air joints with a few fans leaning over the guard railing. He gets to ringside and leaps up, feet onto the ringside apron. He dips into the ropes and throws his arms up once again in the center of the ring. Adora Bailey stands at ringside clapping as he waits for the start of the match.

Nailz: These two have a history during their time in another Promotion.

Beckett: To be fair, Kash has a history of taking Young to school and I don't see history changing in this match.

Nailz: Well I'll be a Toasty Ta-Ta! We are in agreement there, Adam Young hasn't won much of anything in his stay with APW. Let's see if the former Champ brings out another side of Adam Young.

Beckett: He did pretty much beg for this match tonight, maybe he has something planned.

The bell sounds off and Jason Kash is leaning back in his corner with a huge smile stretched across his face. Adam Young doesn't look happy by his opponent's attitude. Young approaches Kash, yelling out something about People in a Bingo Hall and Kash looks around at the fans. He shakes his head and pushes himself from the corner and waves in Young to start the "Competition" and the two begin to circle each other. As Young comes in for the grapple, Kash moves out of the way and taunts at the crowd completely ignoring Young who is behind him now. Clearly not taking Young as a serious opponent, Kash is spending time getting the crowd excited for the night. He makes motion for a belt around his waist and the fans go into a "FUCK.UP.HAV-IK." chant.

Adam Young spins Kash around and blasts him in the mouth with a solid right. Kash stumbles back a few steps and tongues his cheek. He nods and the smile is gone, he seems ready to compete now. They circle each other again and both come in for a lock up. Kash throws a headbutt over the grapple and catches Young in the forehead. Kash lift and spins Adam Young, slamming him to the mat with a simple Belly to Belly Suplex. With Kash on his feet and Young looking up, Kash breaks a smile again and waves showing his missing front teeth. His tongue sticks out through the empty space. Young gets up and rushes Kash in a sudden pace and Kash ducks a clothesline. Young swirls around and leaps with a Crossbody and catches Kash. Young rolls out the ring under the bottom rope and Kash turns on his stomach and the two lock eyes. Young quickly cracks Kash with another huge right and he rolls onto his side, grabbing his mouth from the well placed shot.

Beckett: Seems like Adam Young is playing a bit smarter than usual.

Nailz: If Kash loses this match, he should retire and I hate good guys!

Adam Young gets up onto the ring apron and waits as Kash climbs to his feet and as they lock eyes, Adam Young springboards into the ring with a Double Axe Handle. Kash steps to the side and catches Adam Young midair, smashing him down into the canvas with a Single Arm Spinbuster. Kash goes into chain wrestle mode and quickly pulls Young up from the mat. He launches Young across the ring with an Irish Whip. Young hits the far ropes, as he bounces off the ropes and comes back full speed he is met with a Massive Rolling Elbow that Kash calls "Money Shot" and Adam Young flops backwards, hitting the canvas with a dead weight effect. Kash drags him to the center of the ring by his leg and arm and drops making the cover.

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Kash laughs, almost appreciating the heart that Adam Young is showing. On his knee, Kash pounds away at Young's face with repeated left fists. He gets up and automatically falls back down to plant an elbow into Young's chest. He doesn't try to pin again but returns to his feet. Kash props himself up on the second turnbuckle and slaps the bottom of his right elbow before leaping off and coming into contact with the Ring Canvas as Adam Young rolls out of the way. Young is up, using the ropes to help gain his balance and as Kash gets up, Young is there and hooks in the Double Underhook on the former World Champion. The crowd gasps for air as they know Adam Young is going for his finisher and has it locked it to execute. Adam Young screams out "6-6-6" the name of his Finisher and lifts Kash and slaps him down into the mat and flips Kash over and hooks the leg. The entire arena on their feet, watching to see if Adam Young is making an impact unlike ever before. The referee begins the count.

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Beckett: SWEET BABY JESUS THAT WAS CLOSE!!

Nailz: Haha! That was simply beautiful! If Kash loses, put him on Suicidal Watch! This is hilarious!! Hahaha!!

Adam Young looks at the referee shocked that someone kicked out of his Finisher. He starts to cover Kash again but pulls him up off the mat up to his waist. Young locks in a Rear Naked Choke and locks in the body triangle around Kash's waist to deepen the controlled submission. Kash struggles and reaches out for ropes but none are found. Being someone who will do whatever it takes to survive, Kash reaches up and pushes a thumb into Adam Young's eye socket. Young pulls his head back but Kash digs, trying to take out an eye if needed. Adam Young moves his head but Kash sticks his middle finger in Young's ear to keep hold of where his thumb is. Finally Young releases the hold and pulls away Kash's hand and grabs his face. Kash gets up from the ground as Adam Young sits on his butt in the middle of the ring. Kash rushes to the ropes, bounces off them and comes back with a Drive By Big Boot into the back of Adam Young's hand which is pressed against his face.

Beckett: If your hand is bigger than your face, it means your gay! Remember that?

Nailz: I think Adam Young is more confused than ever after that shot to the dome...

Kash leans against the ropes, almost over Young's head and he hits his "Air Joint" a few times as his fans do the same. He raises his arms up and then laughs, pointing down at Young and the fans let out some laughs. Kash grabs Young by the ear and pulls at it, grabbing his arm and pulling Adam Young up and lets him stumble a bit before Kash shoves him into the corner. Kash props Young up on the top turnbuckle and pulls him back to where he is hanging in a tree of woe position. Kash walks away to the kiddie corner turnbuckles and jumps before running back towards Adam Young. Jason Kash leaps off his feet, flips overhead and goes to hit a Corner Senton but Adam Young pulls his legs off the top turnbuckle and puts his legs up and Kash lands back first over the tip of Adam Young's knees. Both men are crumbled in the corner of the ring.

Kash rolls off his neck and shoulders and pushes himself up high enough to grab the ropes. One hand against his back and the other helping him up to his feet. Young too has gotten to his feet but he rests against the turnbuckles, facing the corner, Young doesn't see Kash up. Kash almost slides up behind Young and hooks his arms up in a Full Nelson position and he connects with a Tiger Driver but doesn't bridge with a pin. Young bounces and Kash hurries to get up and continue his assault on Adam. He rushes over and soccer kicks Young in the neck and Young coughs out heavily. The referee bends down and checks on him as Kash acts shocked. He shrugs and pulls off the referee and lifts Young to his feet and chest palms him, then chops him and the crowd lets out a "Wooo".

Kash walks Young up against the ropes and then quickly goes to whip him across the ring but Adam Young reverses it and Kash is sent across the ring. Young catches him as he comes back with a Flying Elbow. Kash gets up but Adam Young is still struggling due to the stiff shots by Kash. As Kash approaches Young on his knee, Adam Young grabs Kash at the front of his shorts and falls back to pull toss Kash to the outside of the ring. With a few seconds to catch his breath, Adam Young gets to his feet and leans against the ropes under his armpit. On the outside Kash is using the ring apron to get to his feet and looks into the ring at Adam Young and another smile breaks. Not as cocky of a smile as before but a smile regardless. Kash grabs the middle ropes and pulls himself up onto the ring apron. Adam Young takes one more deep breath and runs up the corner turnbuckle close to where Kash is. He intends to springboard on the adjacent ropes but Jason Kash junk punches him as he reaches the top turnbuckle. The fans let out plenty of laughs as the referee missed what happened. Adam Young falls onto the top turnbuckle, one leg on the outside, one inside the ring.

Nailz: Oh he got hit in the Mah-Bools!

Beckett: It's not the only time you'll find Jason Kash doing something illegal...

Nailz: This is so true, Light It Up! Hahaha

Kash strikes Young in the face a few times, he punches him to the thigh that is on the outside of the turnbuckle but Young is still holding his nuts. Kash pushes him back, trying to push him into the ring but Adam Young tilts back and in a automatic reaction he grabs the turnbuckle to catch himself. He goes back to grabbing his nuts with one hand and tries to fight off Kash with the other. Kash holds down his arm and socks him in the ear. Kash shoves back Young again and quickly Kash leaps over the ropes to his left side and in a sudden motion as Adam Young is coming back up from his tilt, he is grabbed from the back of his head and pulled off the top turnbuckle, slamming into the canvas with a Super UTI from Jason Kash. The fans erupt as Kash pulls Young's legs, rolls him up onto him chest and hooks both legs. The referee drops and makes the cover.

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Beckett: That HAS to be the best UTI Jason Kash has ever hit! What a execution by the former Champion!

Nailz: I don't think he expected Adam Young to put up a fight but this was a pretty good contest! Wow...Let's go to Stenfelder to make it official.

Stenfelder: Your Winner via: Pinfall....JAASOOONNN KAAASSHHH!!!!!

As his music hits, the referee helps Kash get to his feet but he does it on his own. He lets the referee raise his arm and then dips out of the ring through the middle rope. Kash heads over to a little boy in the front row with his Father, Kash grabs the sign the little boy has and turns it to the nearest camera:

Kash quickly slides back into the ring and stands near his downed opponent. Adam Young is laid out dazed by the match he just had and Jason Kash leans over and pats his opponent on the back. The crowd surprised by Kash's actions as he helps Adam Young to his feet and gives him another pat on the back.

Nailz: I think Jason Kash is burying the hatchet between them!

Beckett: What a sissy..

"Cult Of Personality" hits throughout the Arena and Kash spins around to the entrance as Nathaniel Havok steps out from the back with the APW World Heavyweight Championship sitting over his shoulder. Kash yells, screams out at Havok and waves for him to come down to the ring. From the opposite side of the ring, behind Kash comes Johnny "True Brit" Brown sliding in under the bottom rope. Adam Young rushes in to counter Brown's attack but gets destroyed with a clothesline from the Brit. Kash is spun around violently by Johnny Brown and Kash gets clobbered with a giant hook to the jaw. Brown stomps away at Kash, Kash tries to grab the ropes and get away but gets stomped right in the face.

Beckett: POW Right in the Kissah!!

Nailz: I think this Cult of Personality is leaving a bigger mark on Kash than he might have realized...

Havok on the Stage begins clapping at the sight of Kash being beaten down. Brown drags Kash to the center of the ring and slaps on an Anaconda Choke in honor of his Boss watching on the stage. Havok laughs and claps even more as Johnny Brown tightens the submission, Kash taps out but nothing is stopping the pain. Kash drains and slumps into a dead weight before Johnny Brown releases the hold and is quickly up onto his feet. Havok gives Brown a standing ovation and waves for him to leave the ring. The cameras cut to a commercial break as Adam Young and Jason Kash are laid out after their own match.

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The bassline to "Face to the Floor" hits. The arena goes dark as Manhattan White slowly walks out onto the stage area with a microphone in hand.

Nailz: Manhattan White obviously coming out with a different tone since his loss at Christmas Chaos. Some critics think he rose too far, too fast in his young career to be in a match with the likes of Casteel and Kash.

Beckett: He still put on a good showing, which is all he's aimed to do since arriving on APW Television!

The music continues as Manhattan makes his way down the aisle. He looks out over the crowd as he progresses, mouthing the words "I'm sorry." The crowd chants his name as he reaches the ring, climbing up the side and slips through the ropes. The light show lets up as he reaches center ring. The music quiets as the crowd is still chanting.

White: I'll try to be brief, as there's obviously a pretty good rest of the card to go. I don't want to take up too much of everyone's time...

The crowd resumes chanting his name, and he looks up from the mat with shame in his eyes.

White: Now, I realize that winning that belt at Christmas Chaos wasn't a part of my mission, it wasn't part of my goal to make Asylum interesting again, but I can't help but feel like I let all of you down. I lost a hard fought match. Both Rico and Jason brought an unbelievable amount of heart and courage into that ring, they gave everything that they had. If that match doesn't go down in the history books as the most epic APW match of all time, then I clearly don't know what I'm talking about.

The crowd cheers, and finally Manhattan looks up with a smile in his eyes, pride for being a part of that match.

White: But as epic as that match was, as amazing of a performance that Rico and Jason gave, I came up short, and I can't help but feel like I failed in a major way. Obviously, that title shot, having that belt just beyond my grasp actually did mean something to me. And to hear you cheer and chant my name, winning it for all of you, to be just one finishing move, one submission, one three-count away, it meant something to all of you too.

A resounding chant of Manhattan White's name fills the arena. The APW megastar takes a moment and let's it all sink in, he absorbs the sound and the acceptance. The crowd stands and cheers for him, for their savior from boredom.

White: And that's exactly why I can't do this anymore. I'm done. I've let you all down, I've let myself down. I clearly don't belong here. I thought the streets of Camden, New Jersey were tough enough of a training ground for me to succeed here, to be able to give you all what you want, what you deserve. But clearly, I don't have what it takes. So, this is it. This is me, I'm tapping out. I'll stop wasting your time. I'm going to g --

"Big in Japan" by Guano Apes cuts through the crowd's deafening silence. Manhattan White turns his attention to the stage as Irish Pete walks out onto the stage, shaking his head. He wags a finger as the music cuts out.

Irish Pete: Don't do this, laddie. Ye did a phenomenal job. Ye didn't let any one of these fans down, ye didn't let me or Happy down. Ye didn't let your family down. Ye've let no one down, so ye have nothing to be ashamed of.

Irish Pete gives a moment for the crowd to show that they agree, as Manhattan White shakes his head.

White: No, no. You guys are --

Irish Pete: I didn't finish, boy-o. Ye've let no one down, YET. Yet. But what ye're about to be doin', to be quittin' like this, just as ye're just startin' to get goin', that right there is shameful, lad. Hussies do that. Hussies quit, and ye're no classes hussy.

White: You don't understand, Pete. I can't. I can't do this. I thought I had that fire you talked about, that passion that my cousin once had in HWA, that Happy had before he snapped. But I just don't. Christmas Chaos showed me, and everyone here that I just don't deserve to be in this ring with these peo--

Irish Pete: Don't do this, Manhattan. Ye're gonna be regrettin' this!

Manhattan shrugs and shakes his head, setting the microphone down on the wrestling apron. He takes a moment to look out at the crowd, to make eye contact with all of the different sections of the arena, and all three floors. The crowd starts to chant for him when he climbs through the ropes and hops down into the aisle. The crowd goes silent as Guano Apes' "Big in Japan" starts up again. Manhattan continues walking up the aisle as the curtains part and out walks the hulking mass that is Happy Pete. Manhattan looks up silently and continues to walk.

Irish Pete: Last chance, lad.

Manhattan just continues to walk as Happy steps passed Irish Pete, and he reaches out, latching on to Manhattan's throat. Fear fills White's eyes as he's lifted off of the floor of the arena, and carried back to the ring by one meaty hand. The music cuts out and the crowd looks on in horror as Happy climbs up the steps, over the top rope, and drags Manhattan White into the ring with him. Happy Pete chokeslams Manhattan onto the unforgiving surface of the ring as Irish Pete approaches.

Irish Pete: This be for ye'r own good, son. This be tough love!

Happy pulls Manhattan to his feet just to chokeslam him back down, but without releasing, he pulls White up by his throat and drives him back down. The crowd murmurs, as they're obviously uncomfortable with this display of aggression from their beloved B-Team. A scrawny young man wearing a street hockey helmet, a purple and white tie-dyed t-shirt with a massive picture of Justin Bieber's face on the front, and torn up brown shorts comes out from the back. Happy stares down at Manhattan in silence as Irish Pete directs the newcomer to slide a table our from under the ring. He then sets the table up and sprays lighter fluid all over the surface.

Happy pulls Manhattan to his feet. His limp body wavers with the movement like a rag doll while the child-like individual outside of the ring strike a match off the side of his helmet and tosses it onto the table. A whoosh sends the fans at ringside back as the table goes up in flames. Happy heaves his massive girth up the turnbuckles to the top rope, dragging Manhattan White up, behind him. He stuffs Manhattan's head between his massive thighs and then pulls the rest of his lifeless body up and over just before gravity pulls them both down.

The crowd cringes as Happy Pete puts Manhattan White through the burning table on the floor from the top ropes in one of the most dramatic and death-defying powerbombs ever seen on The Food Network. Rachel Ray couldn't have topped such a moment, no matter how much E.V.O.O. she used. A pin dropping from across town can be heard as Happy rises from the wreckage. The helmeted kid hoses the table and Manhattan down with a nearby fire extinguisher. Irish Pete waddles by as Happy bends down and hoists Manhattan's limp mass over his gigantic shoulders. The foursome then silently make their way up the aisle as the scene fades.

The scene opens backstage with Julius Farquhar, accompanied by Manservant, walking through the corridors of the arena. Julius is checking the name on each door they pass and something appears to be on his mind.

Julius: I’m not happy Manservant. This is the APW New Year’s Supershow and I have not been booked to appear or compete in a match. It is a total disgrace. Am I not the most exciting wrestler in APW right now?

Manservant grunts in an affirmative tone.

Julius: What makes it even worse is that I’ve tried to contact President Jeff and he hasn’t got back to me. Being a man of such stature and esteem I demand some acknowledgement, but instead I’m given the kind of silence that befits some of the lower rank and file.

Manservant grunts in agreement.

Julius: I even sent him that festive gift of fresh English tea and a batch of my home-made fruit scones, but Jeff still hasn’t booked me or answered my calls. Wouldn’t you say this show would be a Super-Supershow were I competing? I see Nathaniel Havok is booked to defend his Heavyweight Championship tonight; well who better than Julius?

Manservant grunts his assent to the proposal.

Julius: Well, President Jeff will come to see that I don’t take to kindly this lack of respect. I’m going over his head tonight and I’m going to speak directly to the man in charge to ensure the most quintessentially English, and by extension most exciting, wrestler in APW is given an appropriate place under the spotlight. Here, this is what I’m looking for.

Julius and Manservant stop outside a door bearing a sign that says ‘Reginald Schmidt: Asylum General Manager’. Julius clears his throat, straightens his expensive suit jacket and tie, knocks the door and enters; he says in greeting as he enters:

Julius: Ah, Mr. Schmidt! Just the man I wanted to talk to about an interesting proposal.

Julius and Manservant enter and close the door as Asylum goes to another break.

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Nailz: Ladies and gentlemen, before the break, we saw Manhattan White physically decimated and carried out of this arena like a rag doll. We'll pass along any further information we receive about his condition.

Beckett: Well that shoots down my theory about how Havok's opponent is tonight! However, I must say, I do like the idea of Julius Farquhar challenging for the belt! He's a man on the rise here in APW, that's for sure! Plus, he has a man servant! How cool is that!?

Nailz: Not very, in my opinion, but what is cool is that we're getting ready for our next match!

Stenfelder: The following contest is a Six-Person Tag Team Match!

“Machine Gun Blues” (Trixie Mix), by Social Distortion hits the speakers as Trixie Callaway enters the arena to a mixed reaction. She heads down the ramp and is all business as she does so.

Stenfelder: Making her way to the ring first, from Hollywood...

Before Stenfelder can finish, Rhonda Vixen and Anti-Society X rush out from backstage, with Rhonda attacking Trixie from behind! She nails Callaway with a hard clubbing blow to the back, before grabbing a hold of her head and waistband, launching her head first into the barricade! Jason “Bacon” Andrews and Theodore “Toast” Toasten are out in a flash to assist their tag partner, standing at guard while Rhonda and Anti-Society X back away. The ref runs down to the aisle and calls for medical personnel to come out and assist Trixie. The medics are quickly out, while Toast and Bacon hold off the attackers. Rhonda holds her arms high in the air, while Anti-Society X gloats, and the trio heads to the ring.

Nailz: What a dastardly assault by Rhonda Vixen and Anti-Society X here tonight! They may have taken Trixie Callaway out of this match up!

Beckett: I was looking forward to seeing her in action! This is a bummer for sure!

Bacon and Toast have concerned looks on their faces, while the medics attend to Trixie, who has a glazed look in her eyes. The ref talks to the the Breakfast Club, asking them if they still want to take part in the match. The two men look at each other and nod in unison, and they head to the ring, glaring at their adversaries in the ring! The crowd is going wild as they hop up onto the apron and step into the ring together, immediately embroiling in a brawl with the Anti-Society X! Toast pairs off with Cid Phoenix, while Bacon and Dan Bochner go at it! Just as Bacon looks to be getting the advantage, Rhonda blasts him from behind with a Clubbing Blow to the back! Dan and Rhonda Double Team Clothesline Bacon right out of the ring, leaving Toast and Cid. The ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

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Nailz: Look like we go ourselves a handicap match!

Toast and Cid are still going at it fast and furious, but Cid takes the shortcut, poking Toast right in the eye! The ref admonishes Cid, but he heeds little attention, instead grabbing a hold of Toast with a Double Leg Takedown! Cid pummels his opponent a bit before getting a running start towards the ropes, and hitting with a Running Elbow Drop on the way back! He then pulls Toast back up, delivering a Northern Lights Suplex, hooking the leg, not even a one count!

Beckett: Cid Phoenix is going to need to do a lot more than that to keep Toast down, even with the stacked odds!

Cid pulls Toast up by the head, and whips him into his corner, running in for a Running Forearm Smash in the corner, before tagging in his partner, “Dangerous” Dan. Dan is in like a flash and the two give Toast a few punches to the face before double Irish Whipping him into the ropes and launching him with a Double Team Backdrop! Bacon is on the apron, cheering his partner on as Cid exits the ring. With Toast down, Dan stomps him a bit before pulling him back up and dragging him to the corner, bouncing his head off the turnbuckle a bit before tagging in Rhonda. As Toast is propped up on the turnbuckle with his back facing the ring, Rhonda unloads with a series of brutally stiff kicks to the back before yanking Toast backwards by the hair, slamming him into the mat! She goes for a cover, digging her forearm into his face as she does so, 1
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Nailz: Toast needs to make a tag soon! He's being physically dissected by Anti-Society X and Rhonda Vixen!

Rhonda pulls Toast up by the hair, whipping him into the neutral corner before going for the Handspring Back Elbow Smash! Toast ducks out just in the nick of time, and makes a lunge for his corner as Rhonda crashes into the turnbuckle! Bacon has his hand outstretched and makes the tag, coming into the ring like a house of fire! He levels Rhonda with a hard punch to the face, and catches Cid as he rushes in with a Tilt-a-Whirl Backbreaker! He ducks an attempted Clothesline by Dangerous Dan, and responds with a Step-Up Enzuigiri! Toast is back in the ring as well, and as Cid is up, Toast is there to take him back down with the Strawberry Splash Spinebuster! Dan and Rhonda roll out of the ring to regroup while Toast and Bacon stand tall in the ring, drawing loud cheers from the fans!

Beckett: The Breakfast Club have gained control of this match up! Maybe the handicap won't be too much for them to overcome!

Nailz: Momentum is certainly on their side!

By this point, Cid Phoenix has joined his allies outside the ring, and the three are formulating a plan while the ref performs the mandatory count! Bacon and Toast are motioning for their opponents to re-enter the ring. Cid, Dan, and Rhonda all go to different sides of the ring, and push fans in the front row off their chairs, each one grabbing a steel chair from ringside! Bacon and Toast try to position themselves to where between the two of them, they have at least one eye on each opponent. It's to no avail though, as all three slide into the ring at the same time, with chairs in hand! The ref goes to stop Cid in his tracks, but Rhonda comes in from behind and blasts him with a steel chair to the back of the head! Toast and Bacon try to dodge the rapid chair shots coming from their opponents, but they are overwhelmed, and eventually, both taste steel! The crowd is booing as Anti-Society and Rhonda have both men laid out and are beating them mercilessly with the chairs! Finally, road agents and security come rushing from the back to break up the display of violence in the ring! Cid and Dan make sure to get a couple more shots in before getting dragged away from the ring by security!

Nailz: I don't think that Anti-Society X and Rhonda Vixen come out here tonight with any intention of winning the match! Instead, they wanted to prove a point, that being not to mess with them!

Beckett: Bacon, Toast, and Trixie Callaway all had to learn that the hard way tonight, and this match is officially no contest!

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The fans continue to boo as Cid, Dan, and Rhonda are led from the ring. Cid makes a point to spit at his downed opponents. They're halfway up the ramp when Bacon and Toast finally pull themselves up to their feet. The Anti-Society X and Rhonda Vixen all laugh with sadistic glee at the carnage they left in the ring, while The Breakfast Club makes their way towards the apron, stepping out of the ring and hopping down to the floor before running up the ramp and attacking Anti-Society X! The fans are going wild as the two teams brawl! Security manages to pull Rhonda from the fracas, but are having difficulty separating the men as Asylum cuts backstage!

We cut to an outside shot of the arena. Various bystanders and passerby's are scattered, some of the fans still coming in and out of the arena. Warren Peace appears, walking down the sidewalk in street clothes with both tag team titles around either of of his shoulders. His rising star of the year award is stuffed into the waist of his jeans.

Warren: So, a lot has happened since Christmas Chaos and still no explanation as to why I turned on my partner. So here it is. Jay had been planning to do the same thing to me. He took my lessons a little to close to heart. Seemed he finally woke up and realized that I was using him to get to his father, and thanks to him I did. I squashed those two bugs when I left Gatsby in the ring. And now I get to move on to the next chapter of my revolution. The thing is these titles are kind of heavy. I didn't exactly think this all the way through. I have to carry them everywhere and defend them. I don't like those odds so now I am searching for a partner. Someone I can trust.

Warren spots a man walking by and stops him. He's a big rough around the edges looking dude.

Warren: Hey Danny Zuko how's the other side of the tracks treating ya? Just kidding man. Say I need some help and you look exactly like the kind of person suited for the job. It pays well, really well. Here hold onto these for me.

Warren Passes both titles and flexes his arms.

Warren: Wow, been carrying those since I left the hotel. Anyway what's your name?

Rick: Rick Sa....

Warren:(interrupting) Well Rick why don't you follow me on into the building right now we can discuss my job offer.

Warren takes quick steps into the arena leaving the titles with the stranger who thinks about this strange offer for a few moments and follows Warren inside. Asylum goes to a commercial break.

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Stenfelder: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Tampa, Florida, weighing in at 230 pounds… Anthony “The Promise” Bailey!

The crowd explodes into cheers as "Hometown Hero" by Big K.R.I.T. begins to blare and fog starts to roll down the entrance way. The arena lights turn blue and the fog creates a haze effect. Anthony "The Promise" Bailey steps out from behind the curtain slowly. He stops for a moment, flashes his signature smile, and looks around the arena. Bailey's eyes widen as he strides to the ring greeting multiple fans. He climbs up the ring steps, steps through the ropes and into the ring.

Stenfelder: As his opponent, from Chicago, Illinois, weight in at 234 pounds, he is the APW Overdrive Champion… “Simply Put” Johnny Rebel.

#SIMPLY F'N PUT!

A recorded voice comes over the loudspeaker and "Smoke on the Water" by Deep Purple blasts over the PA. Johnny Rebel comes out in a gold robe shimmering in the lights. "SIMPLY PUT" is written in silver on the back. His blonde goatee is neatly trimmed and blonde hair is freshly cut; his eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses.

#IT'S TIME TO PAY THE PRICE!

The crowd has come unglued in their hatred for Rebel. He gets to the ring and pulls a cameraman down to the ground and on all fours as Rebel uses him as a stepping-stone to get in the ring. He takes off his robe to reveal his gold tights and tasseled white boots. He poses on the second turnbuckle with the APW Overdrive Championship hoisted above his head.

Nailz: I’ve been looking forward to this match all week! Anthony Bailey has shown a lot of promise since entering the APW!

Beckett: No pun intended, I’m sure… however, he’s matched up against one of the best in the APW and the Overdrive champion. He’s at a huge disadvantage!

“Simply Put” Johnny Rebel vs. Anthony “The Promise” Bailey

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The bell rings and the two lock up in the middle of the ring. Rebel snaps back and kicks Bailey in the stomach causing him to double over. He follows it up with several forearm smashes to Bailey’s back as he falls down to one knee. Rebel runs towards the ropes and comes flying back with a forearm smash which sends Bailey rolling out of the ring underneath the bottom rope and on to the outside. Rebel runs towards the turnbuckle and climbs on the second rope while taunting Bailey from inside the ring.

Nailz: Johnny Rebel is trying to stir up the hornet’s nest! He better start focusing on the match and not taunting after the first fifteen seconds!

Beckett: Rebel knows what he’s doing here!

Rebel yells at Bailey to get back in the ring and after a few moments of gaining composure, he rolls back in as Rebel gets down from being perched on the turnbuckle. Bailey runs off the ropes and goes for a clothesline but Rebel ducks. “The Promise” comes bouncing back and catches him this time with a dropkick, which sends Rebel down to the mat. Anthony takes a brief second while Rebel is down and runs to the top rope, as Rebel stumbles his way back up to his feet, Bailey meets him with a flying crossbody and continues over for the pin, while hooking the leg:

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Nailz: Anthony Bailey catching Rebel with a few high-risk maneuvers! He’s done his homework on the Overdrive champion!

Anthony is up before Rebel and begins repeatedly driving his knee in to Rebel’s face. After about five knee drops, Bailey picks him up and shoves him in to the corner. Bailey measures Rebel up and drills him with a back elbow to the face. “The Promise” then drives the side of his knee in to the stomach of Johnny Rebel. While Rebel is crouched over, Bailey grabs his head and drags it over the top rope towards the next corner as Rebel flails backwards in pain. Once they reach the corner turnbuckle, Bailey bounces Rebel’s head off the padded area as Rebel falls down to one knee. Bailey leaps up and dropkicks the side of Rebel’s head and goes for the quick cover:

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Nailz: Count me impressed with “The Promise!” He’s giving Rebel everything he could want and more!

Bailey grabs Rebel by the gruff of his neck and throws him in to the ropes while lowering his head for a back-body-drop. Rebel comes back, punt kicking Bailey in the face. Bailey fumbles around backwards as Rebel bounces off the ropes and comes diving in with a shoulderblock tackle that takes Bailey to the mat. Rebel picks him up and throws him in to the ropes and follows it up with a kick to the stomach. Rebel wrenches his arm over his neck and brings him up in the air for a suplex. He twirls Bailey around in the air and then sends him crashing down on his neck with a brainbuster. He covers…

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Rebel stomps on Bailey and then lifts him up back to his feet. He picks him up by the stomach sending him head over feet with a gutwrench suplex. Rebel again goes for a quick cover but with Bailey trapped in the ropes the referee refuses to count. Johnny looks frustrated and shoves the referee backwards but the referee refuses to be manhandled and shoves him back. Bailey sees an advantage and kicks Rebel in the back, which sends him down to one knee. Anthony doesn’t waste any time running to the top rope and leaps off catching Rebel by the back of the head and slamming him face first in to the mat with a bulldog. He hooks the leg:

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Anthony hops back up to his feet and runs towards the ropes, jumping up on the middle rope and twisting midair with a springboard shining wizard which sends spit flying from Rebel’s mouth. Bailey stomps on the back of Rebel’s head a few times and follows that up with an elbow smash. “Simply Put” is on the ropes as Bailey senses he’s almost got this match in the bag. Anthony helps Rebel up to his feet and Irish-whips Johnny in to the ropes and as he comes back, Bailey locks in a sleeperhold, which immediately sends Rebel flailing in desperation. With both arms outstretched, Rebel tries to lean backwards with Bailey now climbing his back. Johnny lurches towards the turnbuckle to sandwich Anthony between himself and the corner. Both men are stumbling around as Rebel comes to his senses a little faster and kicks Bailey in the stomach and while hooking the arms sends him crashing to the mat with The Putdown (The Pedigree). He rolls over with an arm over Bailey…

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Stenfelder: Here is your winner… “Simply Put” Johnny Rebel!


The ref raises Rebel's arm in victory. His music blares over the speakers and the fans boo loudly.

Nailz: I'll tell you what, I was really impressed with Bailey here tonight! That kid is something special! There's no shame in losing to the Overdrive Champion in your debut match!

Beckett: Still, it's a big win for Rebel! What a match!

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the PA system stops and new music plays..."I Get It" by Chevelle. The fans look towards the entryway as this music is not familiar to the APW crowd.

Out walks a man that some of the fans recognize as New Orleans is his hometown. As such, there is a very dull roar of cheers but most people remain quiet, unsure how to react.

The new guy has a microphone in hand and stops at the entryway, wearing wrestling pants with "DYNAMO" down the right leg, boots and a generic APW T-shirt.

"I appreciate those who know who I am, but for those who don't...my name is Kid Dynamo. I'm one of the new guys here in APW, so I'll forgive the fact that I'm unfamiliar to most of you. I came out here tonight, well for one, because it's GREAT to get to debut in my home of NEW ORLEANS, LOUISIANA!"

The cheap pop serves its purpose and gets the crowd to cheer a little bit.

"But mainly I came out to PERSONALLY send him a message to Jason Kash and some of the other xenophobes in the back.

"Now, Kash, this isn't about you as much as it is just something you happened to bring up. My message is simple, just like yours was. What was it you said, Kash? Paraphrasing, you basically put guys like me that haven't "paid our dues" and such on notice that the main event of Asylum belongs to you and we'd be best to let you keep it. "

Kid Dynamo pauses there for a moment, then starts up again.

"Well, I'm sure what you MEANT to say instead of the main event was the opening match of the show since the guy that beat you at Christmas Chaos is the actual headliner tonight, but..."

Dynamo smiles at the camera, then continues.

"...but your message came through loud and clear. HOWEVER, allow me to issue MY message, to YOU, Jason Kash, and to everyone in the back, whether you have been here a day or been here a decade. I don't pay my dues by waiting in line. I don't pay my dues by citing Time in Service. I don't pay my dues by judging whose the best by how much their paycheck is. If you want to attack me, go for it. If you want to challenge me, I accept...

...but if you EVER think that you can intimidate me just because you've been here longer, then you are in for the surprise of your life. I'm not here to play games, and I'm not here to bide my time. I'm here for ONE REASON..."

Kid Dynamo points out to the crowd.

"...THEM! They want to see the best wrestling possible, they want to HEAR the best mic work possible, and they want to EXPERIENCE the greatness that can only be achieved by sitting in a packed house and witnessing an epic professional wrestling match. I am here to GIVE THEM THAT MATCH!"

The crowd starts to energize at Dynamo's words.

"2012 is going to be the year that guys like me lead APW into its greatest era yet, and if YOU and the rest of the guys in the back don't wanna keep up then it is YOU that needs to stay out of MY WAY. GOT IT?!? Because..."

Suddenly, another figure emerges from the back and delivers a double axehandle to the back of Dynamo's neck. He drops the mic but turns around immediately and takes a punch to the face that drops him to the ground. The assailant is heard yelling in a British accent "am I in your way now, you bloody bint?!?"

Nailz: that's Dan Quinn! Another APW rookie!

Beckett: these two have been verbally sparring all week during our House Show tour. I guess Quinn just finally said enough is enough.

Quinn pulls Dynamo up only to slam Dynamo's face into his knee. Dynamo stays on his feet but stumbles down the entryway. He tries to muster a comeback with a kick to the gut, but it lacks power behind it and Quinn easily knocks it aside and connects with a European uppercut that causes Dynamo to stumble further down the entryway, now at ringside. Quinn clubs Dynamo over his back, then whips him towards the steel steps, which Dynamo crashes into shoulder-first. Dynamo lies crumpled against the steps as Quinn looks out to the crowd and audibly shouts "it's the End of the World!" as the crowd's energy turns into boos directed at Quinn.

Quinn laughs it off, then walks over to the adjacent corner, now disengaging the top steel step from the ringpost. He measures up Dynamo, who by now is almost to his feet, then lifts the steps up to eye-level, gives an angry shout and charges Dynamo with the steps. Dynamo suddenly tumbles under the steps and rolls to a crouching position, then slowly stands and plants his back foot. Quinn turns around and Dynamo connects with a superkick into the steps, knocking them into Quinn's head!

The force of impact knocks Dynamo back down and stuns Quinn for a few seconds. While he tries to shake off the head shot, APW Security appear en masse to restrain the two competitors. Quinn starts shoving security guards away and keeps moving towards Dynamo but four guards prove to be enough to stop his forward momentum. Quinn can be heard inaudibly trash-talking Dynamo as Kashmir by Led Zeppelin, Dan Quinn's entrance theme, plays on the PA. The cameras stay here for a moment, then cut back to the announcers as the security detail herds the two wrestlers to the back.

Nailz: Dan Quinn certainly let his presence be known tonight, particularly with Kid Dynamo!

Beckett: This could be the start of a long, bitter, nasty feud! I love it!

The scene opens up inside of a locker room belonging to current APW Tag Team champions Warren Peace and newcomer Rick Sader. They are minding their own business, watching Asylum on a television. After a few moments, the familiar tune of "Jingle Bells" can be heard blaring from outside of their locker room.

Warren: What the hell is that? Christmas was last week, this is our New Year.

The two exchange a look before Rick gets up and walks to the door, opening it to show a stereo sitting on the floor across the hall. Rick steps out of the hall to turn the stereo off, but he gets mugged by two men wearing black hooded sweatshirts. Warren is quickly to his feet and rushes out into the hall, grabbing one of the two men and throwing him into the wall. He lays a few punches into the second, taller man and cracks him over the back with a vicious forearm, gaining the advantage and letting Sader get back to his feet.

The tag champions beat down on the bigger man before the first man comes back around and tackles Sader to the ground. Peace kicks the bigger man in the gut and drives a knee into his head. He drives a few elbows into the back, but before he can get much farther, he is cracked over the head by a cane, courtesy of the first man. Sader is slowly getting to his feet and the bigger man turns and connects with a huge right hand to the head knocking Sader down!

The bigger man stands straight and looks at both men before pulling down the hood to show that it's Rico Casteel! The smaller man follows suit, revealing himself to be Mike Morrison. The Martyrs of Madness smirk at one another before Rico turns off the stereo. Morrison kneels down beside Peace.

Morrison: Happy New Year's, boys! Hope you enjoyed ringing it in as much as we did! Just thought we'd send a little message your way. To tell you that we will get a new home to the two whores you wear around your waists.

Rico: You might think you own this division, but you'd be mistaken. You have a long way to go before you can say you own anything in my Asylum. But don't worry, because this is only going to get worse from here.

Morrison: Welcome to our madness.

The Martyrs of Madness turn and walk off down the hall, leaving Peace and Sader to come to on the concrete floor.

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We come back from commercial where Nathaniel Havok is preparing for his World Heavyweight Championship defense, later on in the evening…

Dillinger: You don’t have to do this, you know! Why risk it? Why put the title on the line? Who is this guy?

Nathaniel stops stretching, and stands up in the face of Chaz Dillinger.

Havok: I’ve got to do this! If I don’t, these people will never give me the respect that I deserve! I may be taking a big risk, and he might be one of the best in the business, but I’ve got to do this. I’ve got to show them that they’ve finally got a champion that they can depend on!

Dillinger: They already know that Jason Kash wasn’t a deserving champion! And no matter how much they hate you, they’ll never admit that they only hate you because you’re the best! They hate you because you’re a man that says what he’s going to do, and then does it! Those fair-weather fans will never learn to respect true talent! They’ll always be stuck on the big money makers who the system shoves down their throats!

Chaz puts his hand on Nathaniel’s shoulder.

Dillinger: I just don’t want anything to happen tonight that we might regret. We’ve worked so hard, there’s no need to throw it all away by trying to prove something to the fans.

Havok: It’s not just the fans, it’s the wrestling world in general. I’ve been hassled for far too long, by people telling me that I would never make it back to this level. Now that I’ve done it, it’s still not enough. And that’s why I’m going to do this… That’s why I have to do this.

Nathaniel goes back to stretching as the scene fades to ringside.

Stenfelder: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

The arena goes dark as the opening guitar sounds for Mötley Crüe's "Kickstart My Heart" roars through the arena. The song picks up with the guitar riff as bright white strobes flash all around the stage. Then once the song really kicks in then out from the back runs Brandy full speed. She runs around in a circle on the stage before stopping at the top of the entrance ramp. She looks out at the fans for a second before grabbing the crotch of her pants with one hand and raising her other hand high in the air with her middle finger up.

Stenfelder: Making her way to the ring first, from Anchorage, Alaska, weighing in at 137 pounds, Brandy Boyer!

Nailz: This is Brandy's APW Television debut! She was successful in a dark match before the pay-per-view, and she looks to replicate her early success in front of a world wide audience here on the Food Network!

Beckett: One could never accuse Boyer of being overly lady-like, but one can't also accuse her of being a slouch in the ring either!

The crowd roars in disapproval which only puts a smile on Brandy's face as she slaps herself across the face once with each hand then tears down the ramp at full speed towards the ring. Brandy slips under the ropes and lays on the mat, looking around at the crowd on her stomach for a second before rolling on her back and doing a kip-up to her feet. Brandy then heads to the ropes, stepping up on the bottom and second rope and flipping off the fans once more with a smile before jumping to the mat and running the ropes to warm up before the match.

"Bulls on Parade" by Rage against the Machine blasts out over the PA system; a few moments pass and Blade emerges from behind the curtain and stops on the top of the ramp. The fans begins to boo loudly as blade smirks and takes it all in.

Stenfelder: And her opponent, from Manchester, England, weighing in at 246 pounds, Blade!

Nailz: It's real sad how Blade turned his back on the fans early in 2011. Now he's intent on just hurting his enemies, which tonight is Brandy Boyer!

Beckett: Blade is coming off of a huge win over Chris Cyrus at Christmas Chaos, so maybe tonight won't be the best night for Boyer to be facing him! When Blade has built confidence in himself, he's almost unstoppable, and it doesn't get much more confidence building than defeating a wrestler the caliber of Cyrus!

He begins to strut down towards the ring where he stops and points his finger out at his opponent. They step back and Blade uses the ropes to enter the ring. Before he's even fully in, Boyer is right on the attack, prompting the ref to call for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Blade vs. Brandy Boyer

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Nailz: Brandy's not even waiting for the bell to get the first blows in! She knows that Blade has the size and strength advantage, so she needs to make this quick!

Brandy is right on Blade, hammering him with her fists before wrapping her arms around his head, yanking him into the ring and dropping him with a Snap DDT! She goes for a quick cover, 1
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Beckett: Blade is looking to use his power game to knock the wind out of Brandy, targeting that midsection! If Brandy can't breath, then she can't utilize her speed, which will be the key for her to be able to win this match!

Blade just smiles to himself as he stands right back up, and jumps up, nailing a Jumping Elbow Drop to the chest of Brandy! He stands back up, and goes for another, nailing her once more! Blade stands up once more and goes for a trifecta, but Brandy rolls out of the way at just the last second, sending his elbow hard into the mat! Blade clutches his elbow in pain, rubbing it as Brandy gets to her feet and gives him a Short Dropkick to the side of the head, sending to the mat! She motions for him to get up, and as he does, Brandy nails him in the chest with a Discus Clothesline, sending him back down! She quickly mounts him, giving him a series of sloppy, though strong, punches to the face! He reaches up to shove her off, but Brandy uses the opening to ram the back of his head into the mat a few times before dismounting and stomping him hard in the ribs! Brandy continues the assault with several stomps to the midsection before making her way to the corner. She waits for Blade to get up and takes him back down with a Diving Double Axe Handle, connecting right between the eyes! She goes for the pin, 1
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Nailz: He could be going for the RaZorblade! If he hits, this one is over!

Before Blade can deliver the move, though, Brandy fights back with some hard elbows to the side of the head, and slips off his back, catching him in a Full Nelson position! She attempts to deliver the Pucker Up, but Blade blocks the attempt, and takes her over with a Hip Toss! Brandy rolls to her feet, clutching her back in pain as Blade rushes in, nailing her with a Running Knee Lift to the chest! Brandy falls across the top rope, and is hung up there as Blade reaches in and pulls her off, lifting her up for a ring shaking Backbreaker! He wastes no time pulling her back up into the Argentine Backbreaker Rack position, slinging her over into a DDT to deliver the RaZorblade! However, the impact of the move, cause Brandy to roll out of the ring! Blade slams his fist into the mat in frustration at his luck!

Nailz: Blade hit the RaZorblade a bit too close to the ropes! Falling out of the ring may have just saved Brandy the match right there!

Blade is pissed as he steps out onto the apron and pulls Brandy back up by the hair, rolling her back into the ring. He then pulls Brandy up and gets behind her, delivering a brutal German Suplex! He keeps his hands locked, and gives her another! Blade then goes for a third, this time releasing it, but Brandy lands on her feet! Before he can react, Brandy has Blade in the Full Nelson, and drives him face first into the mat for the Pucker Up! She quickly covers Blade, 1
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Winner: Brandy Boyer[/center]

Right as the bell ring, Blade violently kicks out and gets to his feet, nailing Brandy in the side of the head with a hard boot! The ref has to pull him back, explaining to him that he lost the match! Blade argues that it was only a two count, holding up two fingers in protest!

Beckett: It looks like Brandy hit just enough of the Pucker Up to keep Blade down for the three count, but just barely! If she was even half a second later with that pin, Blade would have kicked out!

Nailz: That is why you've got to love professional wrestling! A match can turn just like that, with one move! Blade was dominating, but Brandy got in what some may call a lucky shot, and walks away with the W!

Blade continues to argue with the ref in the ring as Brandy rolls out of the ring. “Kickstart My Heart” is blaring as the fans boo loudly. Brandy holds one arm in the air triumphantly while rubbing her head with the other. In the ring, Blade pulls the ref up onto his shoulders in position for the RaZorblade!

Nailz: Somebody stop this! It looks like Blade's going to take his frustrations out on the ref!

Indeed Blade does, driving the referee into the mat! He then sits there, glaring up at Brandy as she stands on the stage, looking back with a look of disdain on her face.

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Adam: The following contest is a triple threat elimination match scheduled for one fall

"Survival of the Sickest" by saliva plays. After a few seconds, Knuckles walks out and stares at the crowd. he grins, shakes his head and storms down to the ring.

Adam: Introducing first, making his return to APW. Weighing in at 265 pounds, JOHNNY KNUCKLES!

He takes off his silk shirt, Italian hat and gold chains and hops around in the corner with a look of hatred ready to attack.

The strobe lights pulse as Katrina “Arcadia” Olivetti stands at the “stage entrance”, posing for the crowd. Arcadia jogs up to the ring apron in her black with silver luchadora costume and mask.

Adam: Introducing next, weighing in at 127 pounds, she is the current APW Suicidal Champion, KATRINA “ARCADIA” OLIVETTI

The Hardcora Luchadora grabs the top rope and slingshots herself into the ring with flare. She looks at the crowd, shrugs lightly and brushes some invisible speck of dirt off of her shoulder.

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 . He pauses at the entrance and scans the crowd before smirking, cracking his neck, and making his way down to the ring.

Adam: And finally, weighing in at 270 pounds, RICO CASTEEL!!

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.

Triple Threat Elimination Match

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Rico Vs Knuckles Vs Arcadia


The bell rings and the three megastars are all looking at each other and then Arcadia fakes at going after Rico and Knuckles charges at Rico. Rico takes Knuckles down with a clothesline. Knuckles gets back up and Arcadia chops Knuckles. Knuckles spins around and Rico lifts Knuckles up in a military press. Rico walks over to the ropes and drops Knuckles outside to the floor. Knuckles slowly gets up and Arcadia runs and dives over the ropes, landing on top of Knuckles.

Nailz: Welcome back Johnny Knuckles

Beckett: Not the kind of welcome he was hoping for.

Arcadia rolls Knuckles into the ring, Rico pulls him away from the ropes and covers him
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Rico gets up and looks at Arcadia who is still on the outside. Knuckles gets up and yells out “HEE-HAW” and hits Rico in the back of the head with a haymaker punch, knocking him into the ropes.

Nailz: Donkey Punch from Johnny Knuckles

Beckett: Have you had your Donkey Punch today? Available at all retail stores!

Knuckles gives Rico a few forearm shots and then throws Rico into the ropes. Rico comes back and Knuckles lifts him up and drops him with a flapjack. Rico gets up to his knee’s, holding his chest and Arcadia is on the ring apron and springboards off the ropes and nails Rico with a shining Wizard. Arcadia covers
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Knuckles kicks Arcadia in the back of the head. Knuckles lifts Arcadia to her feet and throws her to the corner. Knuckles charges at her and crushes her in the corner with a clothesline. Arcadia falls to the mat. Knuckles picks Rico up and grabs him from behind with a side belly to back suplex.

Nailz: Knuckles has been out of an APW ring like eight months and he looks in great shape

Beckett: And he hasn’t missed a step it seems.

Knuckles lifts up Arcadia and throws her into the ropes and then picks her up for a sidewalk slam, but Arcadia counters with a head scissor take down, sending Knuckles across the ring. Knuckles gets up and charges Arcadia, but Arcadia drop toe holds Knuckles into the middle rope. Knuckles leans on the middle rope and Arcadia runs off the ropes and goes for a 619 and hits it. Knuckles stumbles backwards on his feet and turns towards Rico who is up to his feet and runs at Knuckles, Spearing him! Rico covers
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Nailz: I thought There was no way Knuckles was kicking out of that.

Beckett: I’m surprised Knuckles boots stayed on after that spear!

Rico gets up and Arcadia springboards into the ring towards Rico, who grabs her by the throat and then lifts her up in a gorilla press. He walks around the ring with her and before Rico can power slam her, Arcadia digs her nails into Rico’s eyes and Arcadia is able to land on her feet on the mat. Arcadia does the split and punches Rico a couple of times in the groin.

Nailz: Johnny Cage Ball Buster!!

Beckett: FAITALITY!!

Rico grabs his groin and bends over. Arcadia jumps and pulls Rico down with the RKO Ego Crusher. Arcadia rolls Rico to his back and covers him
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Arcadia gets up and turns into a Super Kick from Knuckles. Knuckles covers her
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Knuckles stomps on Arcadia’s chest and then goes over to Rico and lifts him up and gives him some forearm shots to the face and then throws him to the ropes, lifts Rico up and drops him with a Spine Buster!

Nailz: Knuckles has things under control here

Beckett: We may see our first Elimination here

Knuckles goes over to Arcadia and lifts her up, takes her over to Rico and sets her up for a power bomb. Knuckles picks Arcadia up and Arcadia starts punching Knuckles in the face and counters with a Hurricanrana, causing Knuckles to rolls over on Rico. Knuckles gets up and stumbles to the corner. Arcadia runs, jumps on Knuckles and flips him out of the corner with a Monkey flip and Knuckles right on top of Rico. Arcadia goes up to the top rope. With Rico laying in the ring, Arcadia jumps off with a shooting star Press and Rico rolls out of the way.

Nailz: This is still anyone’s match

Beckett: We’re still waiting on our first elimination![/center]

Knuckles gets up and grabs Arcadia and throws her into the ropes. Knuckles puts his head down and Arcadia comes back and drops Knuckles with a DDT. Arcadia goes to the ring apron. As Knuckles gets to his feet, Arcadia springboards in with Missile dropkick, but Knuckles side steps and Arcadia hit’s the mat hard. Knuckles grabs Arcadia from behind, puts her in a inverted DDT position and then spins her around into a Diamond Cutter

Nailz: The Last Breath!!

Knuckles covers Arcadia
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Knuckles gets up and turns towards Rico who is standing there waiting for him and catches him with a knock out punch! Knuckles falls like a ton of bricks and Rico rolls him over and covers him
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Winner: Rico Casteel

Rico’s music begins to play and the ref raises his arm in victory.

Nailz: What a punch from Rico. Knocked Johnny Knuckles out cold

Beckett: Knuckles didn’t even see that coming. Wow!

Rico celebrates his victory as we go to commercial.

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The arena lights fade to a dim blue as “Spaceman,” by The Killers, hits the speakers.



Blue laser lights shoot from the stage as strobe lights flash about the arena. The fans boo loudly as Biggs makes his entrance into the arena, clad in a suit and tie. He doesn't have the usual dance in his step, and appears to be almost emotionless with his eyes hidden behind his signature shades.

Stenfelder: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Biggs!

Nailz: It's not too often that we get to see Biggs on Asylum, but I'll be honest, I'm with the New Orleans crowd here tonight, I can't stand this guy!

Beckett: It's a real shame you don't like him, because Biggs is awesome! I wish we saw him in The Asylum more often!

As Biggs reaches the ring, he grabs the mic from Stenfelder and waits for the boos to die down a bit before speaking.

Biggs: Sunday, December 18th was supposed to be one of the greatest days of my career. It was supposed to be the night where I defeated C.J. Gates in an Iron Man Match to not only prove myself to be the better wrestler, but to become a two-time APW Undisputed Champion. As you can all clearly tell by the lack of a Championship Belt around my waist, that did not happen. But what did happen is that I suffered a very serious concussion at the hands of C.J. near the end of the match, an injury that gave him all the time he needed to capitalize and claim victory. They're going to show it on the screen here.

A replay of the conclusion of the Iron Man Match at Christmas Chaos begins to play on the Action-Tron.

As C.J. stumbles off the ropes, Biggs grabs a hold of his head, and runs up the ropes, going for the Bigg Time!

Chase: This could be the beginning of the end for C.J. Gates here!

C.J. counters, though, tossing Biggs off as his foot leaves the top rope, launching him to the outside! Biggs goes flying and falls forward, crashing face first into the foot of the ramp!

Harvey: Just like that, this match has taken a turn in C.J.'s favor! Still, you never like to see anyone take a fall that hard, especially to the face!

Chase: He probably has no idea where he is!

The roof of the Tacoma Dome is about the blow off as the fans cheer C.J. on as he exits the ring, and pulls the dazed Biggs up by the head! Blood is starting to trickle down his forehead and he has a glassy look in his eyes as C.J. bounces his head off the apron and rolls him into the ring! C.J. slides in himself, and as Biggs slowly gets to his feet, C.J. gives him a stiff kick to the gut, and delivers another Shoulder Jawbreaker! The fans pop huge, and C.J. hooks both legs, 1
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The camera switches back to Biggs.

Biggs: At the moment where my head struck the foot of the ramp, I suffered a Grade II concussion. I honestly don't remember those last moments of the match, heck, I don't even remember being helped out of the Tacoma Dome. All that I know is that this was the third concussion of my career, and I have been advised by my doctor to retire from active competition in professional wrestling. To be honest with all of you, I have decided to take my doctor's advice and call it a career.

Beckett: I don't believe it! One of the most decorated Mega Stars in APW History is being forced to retire due to a concussion! This is huge!

Nailz: This was certainly unexpected, and very unfortunate, no matter what your opinion of Biggs is!

The crowd begins to cheer loudly at the prospect of not having to put up with Biggs anymore.

Beckett: What disrespect from this crowd!

Nailz: I have to agree with you, partner. As much as I dislike Biggs' conduct, one should never cheer this kind of news!

Biggs: Somehow I figured all you idiots would be overjoyed with the news. And while this was a very difficult decision for me, let me assure each and every one of you that I did not make this decision for you fans! I did not make this decision for the guys in the back! No, I made this decision for me! I don't owe anybody anything! I have had one of the greatest careers APW has ever seen! I am a three time Overdrive Champion, including my historic third reign where I successfully defended my title seven shows in a row! I ran Overdrive as General Manager for the better part of seven months! And I defeated Level-One to become the APW Undisputed Champion! I can leave this ring with my head held high, knowing that I have made the right decision for me and my family! And there is nobody, absolutely nobody that can take what I've accomplished in this business away from me!

Biggs pauses a moment as the crowd gets a loud “Nananana, Nananana, Hey-ey-ey, Goodbye!” chant going.

Biggs: I hate to dissappoint all of you, well actually, I quite enjoy it, but don't think that you're getting rid of me that easy! Because while my in-ring career has come to an untimely end, I have just begun in my new role of manager! That's right, ladies and germs, I have decided to take up managing! So without further ado, allow me to introduce you to my first clients, The Studmuffins!



The lights start flashing alternately between yellow and pink, and The Studmuffins make their entrance dressed in leapord print trunks, vests, and white fedoras. They pump their fists and thrust their hips on stage before heading down to the ring, hitting on the women as they go along.

Once they enter the ring, both Sr. Guapo and “Stunning” Stan begin to gyrate, and remove their vests before throwing their fedoras into the crowd. The two continue to dance until their music fades. Biggs hands the mic to Sr. Guapo, who speaks with a thick Hispanic accent.

Sr. Guapo: We know that Christmas has already come and gone, but Santa has one more gift for all the women in the audience here tonight, namely, us!

The men in the crowd boo as some of the female fans cheer.

Sr. Guapo: My name is Armando Asante, but all the women call me Sr. Guapo! That's Mr. Handsome in Spanish for all you ingnorant chollos who don't speak Español! They say that Spanish is a romance language, and by the looks of me, I bet all the mommies in the crowd agree! If any of you happen to fancy a Latin Lover, look no furhter than Sr. Guapo!

He gyrates some more, drawing boos from the men, but catcalls from some of the women. “Stunning” Stan Everdeen grabs the mic from his partner. As he speaks, he doesn't sound nearly as confident as his partner.

Stan: And I'm “Stunning” Stan Everdeen! They call me “Stunning” not just because of my good looks that drive the women wild, but because I'll flat out stun the opposition in the ring! Because The Studmuffins aren't just God's gift to women, we're also God's gift to wrestling!

Biggs is clapping for both men in the background as Sr. Guapo takes the mic back.

Sr. Guapo: My partner speaks the truth! And we're going to prove it by going after Warren Peace's Tag Team Titles. Warren, you may not have an amigo with which to share the belts, but “Stunning” Stan and I will soon remedy that problem. Because we're sexy!

He hands the mic back to Stan.

Stan: And we know it!

“Sexy and I Know It” begins to play again as the Studmuffins begin to dance again. Biggs even joins in on the act, cutting loose a bit before they exit the ring.

Nailz: Well, it looks like the Studmuffins have put Warren Peace on notice!

Beckett: I can't wait to see them in action! I mean, it's a real shame about Biggs having to retire, but at least he's not leaving for good!

Asylum cuts backstage, where Havok is walking towards the ring alone. He's talking to himself.

Havok: I've got to do this alone. I've got to do this alone.

Nailz: Nathaniel Havok defends his APW World Heavyweight Championship next in our Main Event!

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We come back from commercial, to see Jason Kash in the back, sitting on a forklift.

Backett: What’s he doing? What’s Jason Kash up to now?

Jason begins to back the forklift up to the Cult’s locker-room door, and places the forklift in park. With the Cult now locked inside their locker-room, Jason gets a smirk across his face.

Beckett: No! Jason Kash has locked the Cult of Personality in their locker-room! Now what’s Nathaniel going to do?

Nailz: Oh no, I guess he’s just going to have to go it alone, isn’t he?

“Cult of Personality” hits on the PA system.

Beckett: And here he comes! I wonder if he even has a clue!

Stenfelder: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… The APW World Heavyweight Champion, Nathaniel Havok!

Nathaniel steps into the ring with a microphone in his hand. His music dies out as the fans wait with anticipation to find out who his opponent is.

Havok: I told everybody at the beginning of the night, that I was going to come out here and prove that I was the best World Heavyweight Champion that this company has ever seen. I plan on doing that, by defeating my next opponent. Ladies and gentlemen, I didn’t lie to you… I will be putting my APW World Championship on the line in just a few moments. I’ll be defending my title against a man who strikes fear into the hearts of competitors, all around the world. A man who I have admired since he came to APW. A man who has proven that he has what it takes to compete with the best, time and time again. This is indeed going to be the most difficult title defense of my life. But remember ladies and gentlemen, I’m going this for all of you! So without any further ado, please welcome the challenger… Mr. Dangerous!

Nathaniel Havok begins laughing hysterically in the ring, knowing that he’s pulled one over on the entire APW audience. "Real American" hits the speakes. Mr. Dangerous comes through the curtain and trips over it, hitting his face on the ramp. After a minute or two, he gets up and makes his way down the ramp. He climbs the stairs and trips while walking through the ropes. He does, however, catch himself before he falls. He climbs the turnbuckle's but trips as he's making his way up the bottom. He hits his head on the ring post and is laid out in the ring. Nathaniel stands over Mr. Dangerous, looking at him and still laughing hysterically. While Dangerous is still down in the ring, Nathaniel begins kicking him while he’s down.

Beckett: Wait, wait! There’s Jason Kash! Jason Kash is making his way to the ring!

Nailz: Jason Kash has come to get some payback for earlier, and there‘s nothing the Cult can do about it!

Kash darts down the ramp, but stops dead in his tracks at the bottom. Nathaniel and Jason have a staredown, while Mr. Dangerous begins to recover from his injuries. All the sudden, with Nathaniel distracted by Kash, Mr. Dangerous attempts a schooboy pin attempt!

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Becket: Here he goes! Here he goes! The Dreamweaver! It’s over! The cover!

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Nailz: It’s over! It’s over! Nathaniel’s pulled one over on everyone yet again!

“Cult of Personality” hits on the PA as Nathaniel begins to celebrate. As soon as Nathaniel’s music hits on the PA, Jason Kash gets into the ring and the two begin to go at it. With fists flying everywhere between the two, security runs down to the ring and separates them.

Nailz: Nathaniel did it to him, Kash returned the favor, and they both still came out victorious! This rivalry is heating up, and heating up FAST! Ladies and gentlemen, we’re out of time! Happy new years, and we’ll see you again in two weeks!

As Nathaniel and Jason continue to try and get at each other, security continues to fight them away from each other as the APW logo appears, and the scene fades to black. APW Asylum goes off-air.