Meltdown - Huntington, WV (4/30/12)

[Johnny Rebel]

The camera opens up to the Big Sandy Superstore Arena in Huntington, WV as pyro shoots from the four ring posts. We get closeups of the fans at ringside and their excitement from being at the first Meltdown show for four years shows. We span ringside where Shane West and Dick Harris are ringside.

West: Welcome everybody to the first Monday Night Meltdown in over four years! We've got the newest megastars that the APW has to offer ready to show what they're made of!

Harris: That's an understatement, Shane! There are a number of impressive prospects ready to make waves but first they have to show they are worthy right here on Meltdown!

West: We have a huge main event planned with Evan Envi taking on Sam Parker. These two have been taking it to social media lately to show their disdain for one another but tonight they settle it in the ring!

Harris: I'm excited to see Dita Morgan, who's actually 1-0 in the APW after picking up a victory on Overdrive a few weeks ago.

West: And don't forget about Yarmouth! With APW Hall of Famer Jason Royce in his corner, we could be seeing a brand new man!

Harris: But first, let's get to the ring for the announcement of our very first Meltdown general manager!

"Raining Blood" by Slayer comes blasting over the sound system as the Meltdown erupts for the APW President, who makes his way down to the ring. The fans applaud as he takes the microphone to the center of the ring.

President Jeff: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the APW's third brand: Meltdown!

The fans again show their excitement with a round of applause.

President Jeff: I'm excited that we're getting the chance to put some of the incredible young talent on display each and every Monday night right here on FX! You're going to see the brightest young megastars give it everything they have for a chance to move up to one of our established brands: Overdrive or Asylum. As much as I'd love to have my hand in the developmental process of the APW, unfortunately, I've got my hands full with Overdrive.

West: You can say that again, President! With The Sindicate running rabid, Gates and Noble ready to tear each other apart and Terry Marvin feuding with Keaton Saint -- I don't know how he'd do it!

President Jeff: With that being said, I'd like to introduce the man responsible for running Meltdown. He's a former pro-wrestler himself and has been at the helm of many successful wrestling organizations. Please welcome the new Meltdown general manager Johnny Diamond!

"The Point of No Return" by Immortal Technique plays over the announce system and Johnny Diamond sneaks through the curtains and heads down the ramp. Diamon high fives a few fans at ringside and hops in the ring -- shaking the hand of APW President, Jeff.

Diamond: It's a pleasure to be here, Jeff! I'm excited to be making history with Meltdown. It's not often you find an organization with the talent that can support three separate brands! However, I can assure you that Meltdown will have the same type of action that you have all come to expect here in Action Packed Wrestling! I'm looking forward to working with both you, Jeff, and Asylum GM Reginald. Tonight, we will see the debut of a number of megastars that are beginning their quest. My challenge to the entire locker room is to bring your A-game and prove to the world that you belong.

Harris: Inspiring words from our new boss, Shane!

Diamond: And finally, the announcement that I know all the boys and girls in the locker room have all been waiting for. In just a few short days, APW will be taking the airwaves for one of the most anticipated pay-per-view matches of the year. I'm proud to announce that Meltdown's newest championship: the APW North American Championship will be decided at Mayhem!

West: Whoa! Huge news from Diamond in the opening moments of Meltdown!

Diamond: I'm going to have my eyes open tonight to see who is worthy of representing Meltdown on APW's biggest stage. May the best man, or woman, win!

Diamond tosses the microphone to Nicky Paige on ring apron and shakes the hand of President Jeff again. The two stand in the ring with their hands raised as APW heads to commercial.

West: We'll be right back!

[Johnny Rebel]

West: Well, what better way to usher in the return of Monday Night Meltdown than with some hot, exciting tag team action.

Harris: I can think of a few better things to do with my time than see Adam Young, but we're here and I need to get paid.

An instrumental version of "Saints n' Sinners by Whitesnake plays, and purple and silver lights flash throughout the arena. The fans begin to cheer the team about to make their way to the ring.

Paige: The follow contest is scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring, at a total combined weight of 466 pounds, "the Masterpiece" Mike Hunter and "Smooth" Tommy Walker; TEAM TERRIFIC!

Team Terrific pass through the curtain and walk down the aisle. Both Walker and Hunter carry mics in their hands.

Walker: Hello, is this thing on?

West: "Smooth" Tommy Walker not exactly as smooth as his nickname may imply.

Harris: This is the best walk and talk promo I've heard since Giant Baba ate an infant on the way to the ring and then described in great detail how satisfying it was.

West: I don't mean to question you... actually I do. No way in hell that's true.

Walker begins to fidgit with his microphone a little, checking for the red "on" light.

Hunter: You gotta flip the switch.

Walker: That's why they pay you the big bucks.

The crowd continues to voice their amusement at Team Terrific. Walker and Hunter reach the ring and mount opposite turnbuckles, raising their hands.

West: And here comes Adam Young and Steven Swagg.

"Country Boy" by Aaron Lewis starts playing as Adam Young and Steven Swagg step into the arena to a chorus of boos. They tip their bottles of beer to each other and chug. They throw the empty bottles down and walk towards the ring with icey glares in their eyes. Adam is wearing a "Kash is D.O.A." camo t-shirt and Swagg is wearing a camo "Plowboys do it in the dirt" t-shirt.

Harris: I don't know how cocky I'd be after losing to Bulk Rogaine on Asylum but I suppose I don't have the complete lack of shame that Adam Young has.

West: Certainly the Plowboys will be looking to reclaim their good name here tonight after an embarrassing loss to Bulk Rogaine and Mr. Dangerous on Asylum last Sunday.

The fans keep booing as the duo hits the ring. They look towards each other and shut the bird towards the crowd.

The Plowboys vs. Team Terrific

As Adam Young hops into the ring, he literally slips on a banana peel and flops face first into the mat. Steven Swagg looks at this situation and just shakes his head, jumps off the apron and begins to head backstage. Team Terrific look at this situation in complete and total bewilderment and begin to argue with each other the best way to take advantage of the situation, perhaps assuming that the Plowboys are setting them up for some kind of trap. The referee picks up the banana peel and tosses it out of the ring before it can cause any more damage.

Harris: Who the hell was eating a banana in the ring?

West: You just can't get good ring crew any more.

Adam Young begins to pull himself back up to his feet, looking at the empty corner where Swagg should be in total bewilderment. He turns to look at the still completely confused Team Terrific but before he can try and regain his own sense he is met with a massive boot to the gut from Tommy Walker. Walker signals to Mike Hunter, who follows his orders and begins to mount the top rope. Once Hunter is in place, Walker hoists up Young into a power bomb position and Hunter jumps off the top rope, drilling Young into the mat with a flipping neckbreaker.

West: They call that the Terrific Move.

Harris: They may be a little full of themselves but it looks like they've about to pick up the win right here.

Walker drops down for the cover on Young.

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Paige: And here are your winners, Team Terrific!

West: And Team Terrific pick up a big win here on Meltdown, that's certainly going to leave a good first impression.

Harris: Well I think Adam Young certainly learned to look before you leap but I have to congratulate Team Terrific here, they saw opportunity and they leapt at it.

West: The Plowboys may have to wait another week to reclaim their good name.

Meltdown heads to a break as Team Terrific celebrate in the ring as Steven Swagg looks on at the fallen Adam Young from the entrance way.

[Johnny Rebel]

Shane West: And now we take you to the back where we have Hannah Storm waiting to conduct an interview with one of our newest talents here in APW! Hannah?

Our cameras cut to the backstage area. At first, we fade in on an unmarked door with little to draw attention to it, aside from the hulking camera sitting before it and the viewers now invested in finding out what lies behind it... Soon, a young lady steps between the lens and the door, smiling broadly.

Hannah Storm: Thanks, Shane. I'm in the back, standing outside the locker room of a man that several APW viewers might recognize. I'm talking about Evan Envi, a man that's spent the past five years making his mark here in North America with--

Hannah stops, abruptly, as the door is pulled open behind her. She steps out of the way, a look of surprise on her face. Soon we see the young black-haired, hazel-eyed Evan Envi, already dressed in his wrestling trunks and boots, with a black t-shirt advertising DC Apparell over his torso. He looks at the camera briefly before quickly averting his gaze to Hannah Storm and smirking.

Hannah: Well, this certainly makes things easier. Ladies and gentlemen... Evan Envi.

Evan does not look at the camera, but keeps his gaze and smirk set on Hannah. He looks up, into the distance for a moment as the loud mixed reaction erupts from the audience. Evan listens for a moment and then chuckles lightly.

Evan Envi: Sounds about right.

Hannah: Evan, let me tell you-- after signing your APW contract just two short weeks ago, you already have the social media-world buzzing. You've attracted the attention of new talent such as your opponent for tonight, Sam Parker, and the Undisputed Champion, Kurt Noble. Rumors are flying as to the real reason you signed an exclusive deal with APW, so would you care to address them, and the audience now?

Evan: ...You know, no. I really wouldn't.

Hannah looks skeptical and blinks rapidly a few times before continuing, pushing her microphone closer to the face of Envi who gives her a slight grimace as she does so.

Hannah: I don't understand.

Evan: Correct. You don't, and I don't think... Shrug. I don't think you would appreciate the answer. It's a bit complex for you and some of these people. I'll tell you this... The allure of holding a World Championship is what brought me back to the game in general. It's the one thing that's alluded me my entire career, and it's something that won't escape me while I'm here. I have this habit of wrestling for a company, giving them my all, and then promptly having the rug swept out from right under my feet.

Evan shakes his head slowly, the look on his face slowly devolving from pleasant to... apathetic. Perhaps even a bit miffed.

Evan: I tend to let it get to me, and it's almost like I go on this-- this routine hiatus from wrestling. In the past, it's taken me upwards of a year and a half to get my head together and re-sign with a company, but this time it's different. This time, I didn't spend months at home contemplating my future and deciding if this was for me... I decided a long time ago that wrestling IS my future. Wrestling IS me. I... Am Wrestling.

And this is something that I've been telling people for my entire career. Not something I've been showing them, mind you. And that's where APW is different. This isn't some sort of blank canvas for me to showcase my talents like some of my previous endeavors. This is an established entity on its own. This is a place that already has 'big dogs' that are gonna eat me alive if I don't come in here already KNOWING that I'm one of the greats, and I can hang right along with them.

Evan pauses, and a smirk creeps its way across his face when he sees the inquisitive eyes of Hannah Storm.

Evan: But why HERE of all places, right? Why'd I quit SCW? Why not travel to Japan like a lot of the guys I used to run with? Of all the choices... Why Action Packed Wrestling? Why do I want one of THEIR World Titles?

Hannah: I think that's what everyone's curious to know.

Evan nods.

Evan: You'll figure that out soon enough.

Hannah: Perhaps during your match with Sam Parker?

Evan: Let's not get ahead of ourselves. Sam Parker is a new mountain that I'm gonna have to climb. Well, to be fair... Let's call it a hill... Chuckle. He doesn't like me, and likewise. I think he's a bitch. Sam. Parker. Is. Not. A. Real. Man.

This causes a large portion of the audience (primarily female) to unleash a chorus of boos, which simply makes Evan roll his eyes.

Evan: Sam Parker isn't here for the wrestling, he's here for the face-time, and he has no idea what he's getting himself into tonight. And... Judging by this reaction, his estrogen-based fans are just as fake and one-dimensional as he is.

More boos, thunderous this time. Evan looks a bit unnerved by the reaction, his smirk fading and turning into a solemn, cold stare. He glances at the camera once, then back at Hannah.

Evan: That's all.

He backs into his locker room and closes the door in face of Hannah Storm and the viewers as we cut away.

[Johnny Rebel]

The lights in the arena go off, then gunshots are heard, the lights in the arena then flash blue and green. World War Riddim Instrumental hits throughout the PA system, Bryz emerges from the curtain with a thingyy smile on his face. Bryz walks slowly to the top of the stage and throws up his hands doing his signature pose. Bryz finishes his pose and marches down the ramp towards the ring in rhythm with his theme song. Bryz gets in the ring and stands in the middle with a egotistical smile on his face. Bryz lets out one more pose as White pyro shoots from each turnbuckle. Bryz finishes his pose as the music stops.

Paige : Introducing first, weighing in 310 pounds, and hailing from Gouyave, Grenada… Bryz!

Broken Dreams" By Shaman's Harvest hits and The Chemical Creator's video package shows up on the U-A Tron, you see him holding a bottle of water with "H20" written in big letters , then it shows him holding an air cartridge with "CO2" written on it in big letters"

The music picks up and colorful strobe lights start to go off, Cyril Cyanide appears accompanied by Nikki Nitrogen, he wears his gold trunks with "Carbon4" on the back in black, his gold knee pads with "C4" on them. his gold boots, the gold glove on his right hand and a t-shirt which on the front reads "The Biggest Pain In..." and "Your Arsenic Sulfide" on the back. They walk down the ramp and he mocks the fans, one fan goes to give him a high five, Cyril attempts but pulls his hand away at the last moment, therefore yelling "SIKE!" He walks down the rest of the ramp and when he reaches the end, Nikki plants a kiss on him, he looks around and flashes a cocky smile and then proceeds to slide in the ring followed by Nikki"

Paige : Next, weighing in at 175 pounds, and hailing from The Science Lab…accompanied by Nikki… Cyril Cyanide!

"Do it like a dude" blares over the loudspeakers as strobe lights illuminate the fog shoothing from the entrance area. Out walks Scarlet Quinn bouncing up and down and shadow boxing. She smiles and blows a kiss accross the crowd before hopping up and down one last time. She then sprints down the ramp, slapping hands with the crowd along the way. She slides under the bottom rope and sprints right to the turnbuckle where she runs up to the top and poses for the fans. She then backflips off the turnbuckle, landing in the middle of the ring and then falling right into a split as she holds her hands up high. She then slides into one corner as she waits for the bell to ring.

Paige : Finally, weighing in at 146 pounds, and hailing from Seattle, Washington… Angelina Quinn!

Triple Threat Match
Bryz vs. Cyril Cyanide vs. Angelina Quinn

The match begins with Cyanide and Bryz looking as if they’ll take one another on, before turning and both slamming into Angelina Quinn! The crowd boos as they double team her, pounding Angelina down with fists and then stomps. Bryz lifts her up, and drops her with a scoop slam, while Cyanide then drops her with an elbow. The two men lift Angelina up for a double suplex, but she begins to kick in mid-air, and drops both men down with a double DDT! Angelina gets up, and hits a Shining Wizard on Bryz to keep him down, and then ducks a clothesline attempt from Cyanide, following it up with her own dropkick!

West: That double-teaming effort by Bryz and Cyanide looks to have failed, as Angelina Quinn is now in control!

Harris: The fools underestimate her. You must never underestimate someone smaller than you!

Angelina focuses back on Bryz, who pushes her away as she tries to lift him up, Bryz runs in with a forearm, but Angelina ducks it, and hits a low kick to Bryz’s shin. Her staggers, and Angelina goes for a floatover DDT…but Bryz catches her, and slams her down! Bryz looks up, and Cyanide comes off the turnbuckle for a crossbody…but Bryz catches him, and nails him with a spinebuster! Angelina rolls out of the way at the last second, preventing Cyanide from being slammed on her! She kicks Bryz in the head to stop him from doing a pin, and as he gets up, she drops him with the Destiny Awaits (RKO)! He’s now lying next to Cyanide, and Angelina points to the turnbuckle!

West: Angelina is going to fly to take out both of these men!

Harris: The one that flies highest…hurts the most when she drops!

Angelina takes to the turnbuckle, and comes off with the Written in the Stars (450 Splash)!! She pins both Cyanide and Bryz…

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Paige: Here is your winner, Angelina Quinn!

West: Angelina with an impressive debut pinning both men in the ring, Dick! We could be seeing the beginning of an incredible run here in the APW!

Harris: She got lucky, Shane! Just wait until she faces some real competition!

Meltdown heads to a commercial break as West stares at Harris while shaking his head in disagreement.

[Johnny Rebel]

Meltdown returns from commercial to Jason Royce standing in the ring, the lights go down in the arena and a red spot light pans the crowd when suddenly "I Don't Care About You" blast's out from the arena speaker as the lights come back on and red and white pyrotechnics blast of into the rafters as the crowd start to boo loudly. Yarmouth comes out from round the curtain and walks with swagger down the ramp. He climbs in the ring as Nicky Paige hands him a microphone.

Yarmouth: So, Royce you think you have what it takes to make me even more powerful and more successful than my old man? Well you must have seen what happened to my old man last week, He got speared to hell, now he's back home nursing his wounds like a little lap dog he is!

The crowd start the you suck chant towards blade as Jason Royce raises a little smile.

Yarmouth: Oh-- you liked that, didn't you Royce? Well let me tell you something: I will give you one year and if in that one year you don't get me some gold, then my friend, the same thing will happen to you! I want to be the best in Action Packed Wrestling and I want to have gold around my waist once more! In other companies I had gold and did so all on my own all through hard work and determination. If you are as good as you say you are than it shouldn't be a problem in getting me gold in that one year.

Yarmouth leans up against the ropes and stares out to the crowd.

Yarmouth: So, to answer the question from last week: Yes, I will let you become my manager but be warned I am not the most likable person in the world. I can lose my temper in a flash and people get hurt and that could be you fella.

The crowd starts a loud "You Suck!" chant towards Yarmouth.

Yarmouth: Now, Manager Royce, what do you have to say about that? Hey, come on, don't be shy fella spit it out.

Yarmouth stands back a little to let his new manger respond.

Royce: Look Yarmouth, these people know nothing about this business! They can boo all they want but I am the person that will take you to the top and will do so at any cost! You do not need anyone else or these pathetic fans.

The fans really give it to Yarmouth this time.

Royce: So, Yarmouth, just listen to me and not these fans and you will go far in this business. Soon enough you will have gold on your waist but one thing is for sure the only way you are going to get anywhere is to train day and night. Lets get to the back and get ready for your match.

Jason Royce and Yarmouth shake hands and the two leave the ring area as they prepare for Yarmouth's upcoming match.

West: Big news from Yarmouth here on Meltdown as he's accepted Jason Royce's offer to become his manager! That could be exactly what he needs to take the next step.

Harris: If he ever puts it all together than he could be a real force here in the APW. I like his chances tonight against Torrie Leigh and Carter Rutherford!

West: Let's get to the ring for our next match!

“AND THERE'S NO ANTIDOTE-DOTE-DOTE-DOTE.”

The camera cuts to ringside as the pounding bass lines of Swedish House Mafia's "Antidote" hits the system and automatically the crowd know how to respond. Booing and jeering as “The Sidewinder” Benny Horrowitz makes his way out of the curtain is a unanimous response from the crowd. Benny wears a stylish navy blue button up shirt which is all buttons undone and an off-center turned New Era baseball cap in black with gold letters. There's not a single supporter of the “Kung Do Killah” in sight as he makes his way down to the ring, bobbing his head to his theme music and scoffing at the fan members who hurl abuse at him.

Nicky Paige: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Coming to the ring first from Manhattan, New York and weighing in at 192 pounds... Benny "The Sidewinder" Horrowitz!

He climbs into the ring and although there's nobody walking down the ramp with him, you can see that there's already a number of goons armed with pipes and chains outside the ring waiting for Benny's opponent. Taking his place in the corner, Benny waits for his music to die down and the match to start then “Eyes of a Panther” by Steel Panther hits the PA and plays around the arena. Dita Morgan steps out on to the entrance way, her eyes scan the arena and the huge crowd.

Nicky Paige: And his opponent, hailing from Camden Town, London, England and weighing in at 115 pounds... "The Wild Child" Dita Morgan!

After taking a deep breath Dita starts to make her way down to the ring, the fans cheering for her. She walks by the crowds, Benny’s posse and heads up the stairs and steps through the ropes. She stands in the center of the ring and waits for the music and the crowd to settle down. Nicky Paige exits the ring as the referee checks both Mega-stars then rings the bell.

Singles Match
"The Wild Child" Dita Morgan vs. "The Sidewinder" Benny Horrowitz

The two begin to circle the ring as the crowd begins to chant for Dita! Benny looks out over the crowd glaring at first. The he covers his ears as the chanting gets louder and louder. He shakes his head and charges at Dita who ducks! Benny spins around and Dita gives him a quick roundhouse kick to the head making him stumble to the corner. He comes out and gets a second, stumbling back, and walking forward as Dita springboards off the ropes and hits a third! Benny hits the mat and rolls out of the ring his gang helping him to his feet as the fans cheer for “The Wild Child!”

West: What was that?

Harris: She’s quick... and scrappy!

Dita leaps over the top rope hitting a senton splash on Benny and his gang taking them down. The fans erupt in favor as Dita gets back up, seizes Benny and tosses him under the bottom rope. He rolls to his feet quickly as Dita slides in and Benny begins stomping her.

West: Benny Horrowitz showing that being even a second behind can cost you the advantage.

He lifts her up and hits a swinging neckbreaker. He goes for the cover.

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He rolls her up and tosses Dita into the corner. The he comes it with a hard martial arts combination. The he rushes closes and begins firing multiple knife edge chops!

West: The Gat Attack!

Horrowitz steps back as Dita staggers out of the corner and he hits he with drop toe hold followed by an elbow drop! He goes for the cover…

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Dita rolls her shoulder up!

Benny begins to argue with the ref. Then he picks up Dita in the center of the ring and stands her there. He laughs as she stands there swaying. He leaps up and goes for a standing hurricanrana, but Dita counters it to a powerbomb! Both Megastars are down for a moment while the ref counts!

Harris: Dita drove “The Sidewinder” with everything in that shot. She used his own momentum against him and he did not see that coming!

Benny pulls himself to his feet first. And rushes Dita with hard rights and lefts as she rolls to her back. He begins to drive his fists at Dita until the referee pulls him off her. He tells him to open his fists or he will be thrown out. Benny goes back to Dita and shoots her off, he goes beo a big slam but Dita counters with a head scissors take down! Both Megastars are on their feet, Benny charges at her with a clothesline, Dita ducks and hits a Russian leg sweep. She rolls to her feet then drops a leg drop. She goes for the cover!

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”The Sidewinder" rakes Dita’s eyes to break the pin.

As Dita staggers away Benny springs up, grabs her and hits running bulldog. He steps back with a sick glare in his eyes as Dita struggles to get back up after such a hard shot. Benny stalks her, charges and hits the Shotgun Knee! He sickly smiles as he goes for the cover…

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Nicky Paige: Here is your winner... Benny “The Sidewinder” Horrowitz!

The bell rings as the fans begin to boo. He stands proudly in the center of the ring before exiting as Dita lay on the mat. He and his gang head up the ramp while his music plays. The referee checks on Dita. The Benny stops turns and looks at the ring then walks back to the ring as slides under the bottom rope!

West: Benny Horrowitz isn’t finished! Don't waste an impressive debut by doing this!

He grabs Dita and lifts her up, shoving the referee away. But Dita kicks Benny in the gut and hits a hard DDT! She rolls out of the ring quickly as the gang invades the ring and Benny rolls over glaring at her through the ropes. The fans cheer for Dita who holds her neck as she backs up the ramp. Benny looks at Dita with hatred as his gang says something to him.

Harris: I don't think we've seen the last of these two in the ring against one another!

West: I think you're right, Dick! We'll be right back!

[Johnny Rebel]

As the camera returns to ringside, the lights in the arena go dark and the fans get very quiet.

Dick Harris: What is going on here?

Shane West: Anyone back there?

Dick Harris: Is your line dead?

Shane West: I think so…

I AWAKE FROM MADNESS!

The stage lights brightly with white light. It is covered with white smoke. Craven’s Remix: “Just Close Your Eyes and Trip the Darkness” begins as the fans get on their feet.

Dick Harris: That’s not their normal entrance.

Shane West: What’s going on here?

Through the smoke bursts Slade Craven and Assassin in black clothes.

Shane West: What shirt is that?

They both where the same shirt that reads “Meltdown” in Atomic lettering. As they walk to the ring and slide under the bottom ropes, the camera shows they both have a red wolf on the back of their shirt.

Dick Harris: I don’t recognize those shirts.

Shane West: Where did they get those? What’s with the wolf?

Craven and Assassin stand in the center of the ring, then rush opposite middle ropes, leaping up and raising their arms high as flames erupt from the turnbuckles. As the flames die down and the smoke dissipates, they return to center-ring and Slade produces a microphone from his back pocket.

Slade- Huntington, West Virginia! How Ya’ll Doin Tonight?!

The fans erupt with cheers as “The Main Man” lowers the microphone for a second and looks at his friend. Craven passes him the microphone.

Assassin-You see you can’t have a show called Meltdown without a few original bad boys on it. And besides it’s kind of interesting to see the talent of tomorrow anyway. I could go on and on but I know Slade has something he’d like to say so Slade here you go.

Assassin passes the microphone back to “The Main Man.”

Slade- You god damn right you can’t!

He pauses briefly. As the fans cheer for both of them

Slade- You're right though. There is something I want to touch base on tonight folks. You see, a few nights ago the AKA presented President Jeff with a contract to provide company sponsored health insurance for employees. We wrote this piece of legislation as a preventative measure to mass chaos erupting from ring officials going blind due to Glaucoma. However, comma, Slade says this. The main focus of that piece of legislation was not blindness. We wrote this as a piece of health care because APW has a disease slowly corrupting aimed at killing her.

The crowd begins to boo.

Slade- The Sindicate!

The booing gets louder as the fans show their disgust for the Sindicate.

Slade- President Jeff! I took the liberty of emailing you a copy of the health insurance plan in Adobe PDF after the paper copy got ruffled during Overdrive. I really feel you should review this literature. Especially Article 47, Section 9, Paragraph 2, Subsection B…

He pulls out a tablet and begins opening the file and getting to the referenced passage

Slade- It states quite clearly that the Sindicate is a cancer- and you can read it for yourself in the scanned photostatic copy:

He zooms in on the passage.

Slade- I, the undersigned, shall inherit the services of the under-mentioned herein and herein contained, et cetera, et cetera... Fax mentis incendium gloria cultum, et cetera, et cetera... Memo bis punitor delicatum!

He tosses the tablet to Assassin. Who catches it as Slade leans his head back, raises the microphone to his mouth and bellows.

Slade- It’s all there, black and white, clear as crystal! The A.K.A. is HERE to cure this cancer President Jeff.

The fans explode with cheers as Slade lowers the microphone and then thrusts the microphone toward a side of the crowd. Then another, and the third and finally the forth. He brings the microphone back to his mouth.

Slade- President Jeff! You may ask yourself, “Why hire them? Slade and Shadow have not won a single match since they came back.” But you have to look at the secondary reason for the legislation: Officials going blind. No one has beaten us without some form of assistance. You know me President Jeff, you know what the A.K.A. can do. Well it gets even better, because this isn’t, the AKA, no profanity, Saturday morning cartoon TV show. This is the AKA saying, “Kids! Stand up against tyranny, oppression and greed. Kids! Stand up and let you name be heard!” Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is Slade, and I am an Ass Kick-oholic!

The fans erupt loudly with approval.

Slade- And the A.K.A. is here to eradicate, to eliminate, to exterminate...this disease, free...of...charge!

He lowers the microphone once again as Assassin gives him a questionable look at the last of that statement. “Just close your eyes and trip the darkness begins as another explosion of white fire erupts from the turnbuckles and Slade walks to the ropes to exit the ring. Assassin follows after a second, heading up the ramp with Craven. They walk to the back as the fans continue to cheer.

Dick Harris: Can you believe what we just heard?

Shane West: They are all insane!

The camera cuts to commercial after Slade and Assassin walk backstage, the screaming of the fans still resonating throughout the arena.

[Johnny Rebel]

West: We're back on Meltdown and what a night it has been already! This next match shouldn't be any different with Yarmouth, Carter Rutherford and Torrie Leigh making their Meltdown debuts!

Harris: Rutherford is already in the ring, he looks disinterested already, Shane!

West: Let's get to the ring for Yarmouth and Torrie Leigh's introductions!

Paige: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Coming to the ring first and hailing from London, England and weighing in at 120 pounds, "Hell on High Heels" Torrie Leigh!

The arena lights dim as blue and white lights flash around the arena, ‘Hell On High Heels’ by Motley Crue hits the PA system and Torrie Leigh appears on the stage. She ignores the shouts from the crown and makes her way down to the ring, where she jumps on the the apron and drops down into the splits before getting into the ring.

Paige: Their opponent, hailing from New York, New York and weighing in at 245 pounds, Yarmouth!

The lights go down in the arena and a red spot light spans all over the crowd as they boo loudly then red a red mist forms at the top of the ramp then red and white pyrotechnics blast of at the top of the stage. "I don't care about you" by Fear rages out of the arena speakers and Yarmouth comes out with his Father behind him and swaggers down to the ramp ignoring the fans and climb in to the ring with his face looking ice cold.

Triple Threat Match
Carter Rutherford vs. Yarmouth vs. Torrie Leigh

The bell rings, signalling the beginning of this triple threat match, and instantly Torrie goes over to Carter Rutherford…an alliance proposal perhaps? Yarmouth simply chuckled at this and began to taunt both his opponents to come at him, the confidence just seething from his relaxed stance. It didn’t take much of a discussion for Carter to offer his hand out to her but once Leigh held his hand, Rutherford Irish whipped her towards Yarmouth. He instantly big booted the Englishwoman, igniting a few boos for both men, but it seemed that Carter was planning on using her has a decoy since he instantly charged at the big man…only to be met with a big boot to his own face.

West: How cruel could Rutherford be, he planned on using the lovely Torrie has a distraction. Fortunately his plan backfired and now Yarmouth is in control.

Harris: If anything that was actually the smart move, how could you trust somebody who could easily stab your back within a moment?

While the commentators spoke Yarmouth waited patiently for who will be the first person up to their feet. This person ends up being Torrie and straight away wrapped his grip around her throat. He was about to lift the girl up but Carter managed to get back up to his feet and tried to charge at the tallest person in the match…only to be met with a second big boot. Yet this momentary distraction seem to have been all that Leigh needs has she took the opportunity to kick Yarmouth right between his legs, causing the big man to lose his grip and drop down onto one knee. The Hell on High Heels grins lightly at this and sprung off the nearest set of ropes to hit a springboard roundhouse kick directly to The Badass’ face, causing the big man to fall onto his back.

Harris: Another smart move on Rutherford’s part, let the opponent do the dirty work and take the credit!


The young woman was about to go for the pin cover but Carter grabbed her straight away and threw the Brit out of the ring before attempting a pin cover:

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West: And Yarmouth barely kicks out at two!

Harris: Look! Carter has Yarmouth with a single-leg Boston crab! Yarmouth's dad is shouting at his son to not tap out! Listen to pops, kid!

West: He’s even trying push the rope towards his son!

Indeed was Yarmouth’s father is trying to push the rope close enough to his son while Carter was shouting at the referee to call for a submission. Luckily for Yarmouth the rope was close enough for his big frame to reach and grab the bottom rope, causing the official to demand Rutherford to get off the big man. But he refuse to and tighten the hold, since there are no disqualification and count outs in triple threat matches, yet this tightened hold only lasted a few moments since Torrie got back in the ring and hit Carter with a hurricanrana. The male wasn’t down for long though, so Leigh instantly tried to Irish whip the male towards the ropes…but was countered and when the female came back from the ropes Carter hoisted her up in a Military Press position, showing off his strength. He then grinned evilly and looked directly at the ramp…is he going to toss her!?!

West: Oh, for the love of God, don’t do it Carter!

Harris: It looks like he is going to do it, I don’t want to be Torrie’s parents at this mo…

West: Hey! Yarmouth is back up to his feet!

Indeed the big man was back up to his feet and Carter noticed this, accidentally not noticing that Leigh has slid down his back and has backed up into an almost back-leaning stance in the corner. Yarmouth and Carter traded a few punches for a short while, with the crowd booing louder at each punch, but Yarmouth began to take control of this fist fight and backed Rutherford to the ropes before attempting to clothesline him. Carter seem to have planned this however and went down while lowering the top role, causing the big man to fall out of the ring and directly on top of his dad. Rutherford then began to pose, like he already won the match, much to the crowd’s disapproval and when he turned around…BAM! Torrie nailed the fool with her Star Studded finisher before going for the pin.

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Paige: Here is your winner... Torrie Leigh!

“Hell On High Heels” by Motley Crue played out of the PA system and into the arena has Torrie got up and accepted the referee lifting her hand up in victory. The crowd booed at her while she simply ignored them has she departed from the ring before raising both her hands up in victory. The crowd continue to react hatefully to the Englishwoman but she didn’t give them any of her attention has she made her way up the ramp way and through the black curtains.

West: Another highfalutin' female running around APW, Dick! We didn't need anymore of those. Nonetheless, impressive victory for Leigh!

Harris: That's how I like 'em, Shane! Mean and grumpy!

West: Oh brother... we'll be right back!

[Johnny Rebel]

Paige: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is the main event of the evening!

The lights in our arena dim a considerable amount, shrouding a majority of the audience in complete darkness, aside from several warm-colored strobes moving throughout the arena as Mac Miller and Cam’Ron’s “Ignorant” begins to blare.

”You can’t believe it, it’s ridiculous, belligerent
Oh my bad I’m just killin’ shit, I’m killin’ shit
A girl a girl, a bitch a bitch, a bitch a bitch
Smart dude, gettin’ ignorant, that’s ignorant…”

Our lights brighten a bit as Harrison emerges from the back, the camera focused on his back at first. Wearing a hooded jacket, the letters “EH” are emblazoned in a blackladder cursive in large letters on the back. His hood is thrown up over his head, though he throws it back as he steps farther out onto the stage. As we switch views to the front, we see he has a mildly amused look on his face as he begins his descent down the ramp, toward the ring, refusing to make eye contact with any of the audience.

”Bein’ rich well that’s fun as hell, these bitches come but they under spells
Yo Mr. Jobs you see I’m a Mac, but I’m rollin’ deep like Adele
I’m Robert Downey Jr., you more like Steve Carell
So get smart, no head starts, put a Lion on a Gazelle…”

He ignores the small chants, cheers, and the occasional outstretched hand, all the way down to the bottom of the ramp. He looks straight up, toward the rafters, muttering something under his breath before hopping up, swiftly onto the ring apron and in a seamless motion up over the top rope and into the center of the ring. Even as Evan lands, he remains emotionless. He makes his way to the turnbuckles and climbs up to the second.

”You tryna to rhyme because you idolize but I design for myself
But it’s hard to find these bars of mine, so Columbine your self
I don’t hate ya bitch, just fakin’ rich, I get paper like RJ Camberidge
I’m best friends with my banker shit, gave her fifty racks just to make a wish…”

Evan, refuses to look at the audience, even as he stands atop the turnbuckles. His gaze is kept downward for several seconds before he finally slowly looks upward, a completely empty look upon his face. It is almost eerie, as he stares into-- perhaps through the camera, and through everybody looking back at him behind it. There is little story to be told on his face, besides the obvious lack of emotion behind his eyes. He finally rolls his eyes away from the camera before turning and jumping down off of the turnbuckles, stretching as he awaits action.

Paige: Coming to the ring first from Baltimore, Maryland and weighing in 212 pounds, Evan Envi!

The arena gets very quiet, then, out of nowhere, across the speakers comes a blaring:

"WOOOOOOHOOOOOO!"

The fans begin going crazy as John Rich's "Country Done Come To Down"'s opening riff blasts over the PA system, and out steps Sam Parker. The ladies begin screaming loudest as Sam makes his way down the ramp high-fiving fans along the way. He stops at a particular lady fan, takes off his signature cowboy hat, places it on her head, and winks, continuing down the ramp. Sam steps up the entrance ramp, onto the ring apron, flashes the "Hook'em Horns" Texas University hand sign, and ducks underneath the top rope, and into the ring. He unbuttons his white button up shirt, throws it into the crowd, and steps back into his corner.

Paige: And his opponent, from Dallas, Texas and weighing in at 220 pounds, Sam Parker!

Main Event
Evan Envi vs. Sam Parker

The two men go to look up but Envi ducks underneath Parker’s attempt and starts kicking him in the knee. After a few kicks, Evan runs off the ropes and comes back with a dropkick to the same area where he was work before as Parker drops to the ground. Envi drops an elbow across Sam and goes for a quick cover…

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West: Envi has taken Sam Parker by surprise here!

Harris: It’s going to take a little more than few dropkicks and an elbow to take out Parker. If it does than Jeff made a huge mistake in launching Meltdown!

Both guys are back up and circle one another again. They go to lock up and Envi tries the same technique twice but this time Parker catches him with a kick to the gut and then throws him in to the corner. Parker runs in and Envi tries to bring up his knees but Parker wises up and drops to the ground avoiding the knees and slides to the outside. He reaches down and grabs Envi by the ankles and pulls him down causing him to fall face first on the mat. Parker slides Envi backwards and drives the family jewels in to the hard steel post. Envi screams out in pain as Parker rolls back inside.

West: That shouldn’t ever happen to any man!

Harris: That’s what he gets for hiding in the corner with his knees up around his chest like he’s just watched a Lifetime movie! The only thing that’s missing was the tissues!

Parker pulls Envi up to his feet and puts him in the corner. He starts with a series of rights and lefts to the body of his opponent. He immediately follows it with several boots to the stomach that leaves Evan on the mat. With him on the ground, Parker uses his foot to choke out Evan. The referee begins counting: 1…2…3…4…Parker lets go. With Envi grasping for air, Parker doesn’t waste any time in picking up his opponent and dropping him with a backbreaker and goes for the pinfall…

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Parker sits Envi up and locks in a rear chin lock with his knee driving in to the back for additional pressure. After about a minute, Envi begins fighting in and gets to his feet. He gets a few elbows in Parker’s side and eventually breaks free. Parker goes to knee Envi, but Evan dives over it and at the same time rolls up Parker in a schoolboy.

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Both guys are quick to their feet again as Parker charges at Envi but Evan spins him around with a spinebuster. Parker rolls away immediately but Evan catches him by the ankle and grapevines his leg. Sam reaches the ropes and screams as Envi keeps twisting the ankle.

West: Envi isn’t playing around but he better let go before the referee disqualifies him! Parker has the ropes!

Harris: He’s got a four count, Shane! He’d be smart to use all of it!

Envi keeps twisting and rolls backwards drawing Parker away from the ropes. Parker realizes he isn’t going to get back to the ropes and begins kicking with his free leg, catching Envi a few times in the face. Evan lets go as they both hop back up with Parker favoring his right leg. Envi pushes Sam backwards towards the corner and when he gets them there he begins to throw down a few knife edge chops with Parker feeling the effect of each of them. He lifts Parker up to sit down on the top turnbuckle and Evan follows suit by crawling up to the middle turnbuckle. He hooks his opponent for a superplex but Parker holds on to the ropes. Evan reaches back for a second attempt but he’s unable to break Parker loose and instead gets flung backwards by his own efforts. Parker leaps off with a knee drop to the gut of his oppnent and goes for a cover…

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West: Both men have been impressive here on the first main event in the brand new Meltdown.

Harris: Johnny Diamond has to be pleased with the effort that these new megastars have put forth toni… oh, I almost got through that with a straight face! This has been pathetic and now Parker thinks he’s actually got a chance!

Parker is up and waits for Envi to rise to his feet, as soon as he’s up; Evan kicks him in the stomach. Parker goes for a DDT but Evan spins around and sends him over the top with a belly-to-back suplex. Envi gets to his feet with Parker holding the back of his head. Envi begins climbing to the top rope and Parker is now back up to his feet. Envi leaps off with a missile dropkick and connects. He runs over and hooks the leg of his opponent…

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Envi pulls Parker up, but Sam is quick to counter with a jawbreaker. Parker throws Evan in to the ropes and puts his head down which allows Evan to skip over top of him and run forward with a running bulldog. Both men are down after the back and forth action and begins counting them out:

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West: Wait a second! What’s happening over at the entrance ramp?

The camera pans over to the entrance ramp where Meltdown general manager Johnny Diamond has pulled up a chair and is writing something on a clipboard. He catches both the eye of both men in the ring as Parker rests his elbows over the turnbuckle catching a breather while Envi points at the general manager, ducks his head under the middle rope and yells “I’m your man for Mayhem!”

Harris: He should probably be worried about the match in the ring than whether or not he’s going to make it to the next APW pay-per-view, Shane!

Parker isn’t just going to hand the match to Envi and grabs the middle rope using it as a slingshot to send rolling over backwards. Evan gets back up immediately but his caught with the “Starstruck” (standing side kick) and drops to the mat. Parker wraps up Envi with the “The Lone Star Lock” (omaplata crossface); Evan taps immediately.

Paige: Here is your winner, “The Lone Star” Sam Parker!

West: Parker gets the huge victory over Envi here tonight on Meltdown! It was a great back and forth match that saw Parker take advantage of an opportunity.

Harris: He shouldn’t have been so focused on what Diamond was doing out here! Rookie mistake.

Diamond applauds Parker and slides his pen in his pocket. Evan Envi isn’t satisfied with the result of the match and as soon as Sam turns around from saluting the general manager, Envi drops him with a DDT in the middle of the ring.

West: Professional wrestling lesson number one -- never turn your back on an opponent!

Envi rolls underneath the bottom rope leaving Parker out cold in the middle of the ring. He turns around briefly at the top of the entrance ramp and stares at the ring where referees have begun attending to Sam Parker. He yells down towards the ring, “This isn’t over, Parker!” as Meltdown goes off the air.