Overdrive - Cleveland, Ohio (06/21/12)

[President Jeff]

Overdrive comes to air to a shot of President Jeff sat behind his desk. In the corner his face is reflected in the television showing Overdrive live on it. The camera pulls back to reveal Kurt Noble seated in front of it as the crowd roar from inside of the arena can be heard.

President Jeff: Are you sure about this Kurt?

Noble: Taking down the Sindicate? Yeah!

President Jeff fixes Kurt with a glare.

President Jeff: You know what I’m talking about Kurt. There are other people who could step into the ring with you and are probably a lot more qualified: John Dionysus, Xtreme champion, Keaton Saint former Extreme Tournament runner up …

This time it’s Kurt who fixes Jeff with a glare interrupting him.

Noble: Or Chris Hart, my best friend, a man who I’m undefeated with in tag team matches – I think I know who I’m going to battle with Jeff with all due respect.

Jeff furrows his brow at the Undisputed Champion before pushing a document across the desk towards him.

President Jeff: Then all you need to do is sign the contract and it’ll be official; Kurt Noble and Chris Hart reforming NobleHart for one night only to take on the Sindicate for the APW Tag Team Championship.

Kurt takes the pen in his hand and signs the contract as immediately the feed cuts away to the locker room of Kurt Noble – and Chris Hart getting absolutely destroyed by Johnny Rebel and Level One. Rebel grabs hold of Chris and throws him into the flat screen television on the wall – crumpling the display in on itself as Chris recoils away right into the big fist of Level One, before he throws him into it once more. This time Chris manages to turn and takes the wall with his back but the impact is still just as devastating as he crumples the drywall slightly – and then finds himself inside the wall itself as Johnny Rebel uses his body as a battering ram and crushes Chris Hart, sending him slumping down amongst the floating particulates.

Level One and Johnny Rebel stand over top of Chris for a moment, silently gloating before a couple of backstage workers come bursting on the scene and get in between the two as medical personnel begin to attend to Chris Hart. The Sindicate walks away with their hands in the air in mock innocence, sadistic smiles on their faces. The crew works on Chris for a moment, checking him out as he’s barely unconscious before Kurt Noble comes rushing onto the scene, surveying the damage to his locker room before spotting Chris.

Noble: God damnit!

Noble runs over and begins to check on Chris as we fade away to the opening video package.

Pyro shoots from the stage and the camera pans through the crowd where the fans hold their signs high. Some signs read "AC Slater SMITH" "THE GUY BEHIND ME CAN'T SEE" And one female's sign reads "I WANT MYSELF SOME NOBLE-HART". The camera then goes to the commentators, Johnny Chase and Darren Harvey

Harvey: Welcome everyone to Thursday Night Overdrive, the last stop for us before Test for the Best!

There is a large curtain surrounding the ring, encompassing the entire thing. The crowd all looks on with anticipation.

Chase: What the heck is going on here. It seems like our Wrestling ring has been taken over by a broadway show.

Harvey: I don’t know Chase, but it doesn’t look like we’ll have to wait long to find out.

The lights in the arena Dim as a spotlight shines over the ring. The “Masterpiece Theatre” music begins to play as the jumbo tron comes to life with the following.

Showtime Productions Presents:
GET REAL
Hosted by: The Real Show Terry Marvin

The fans begin to boo loudly as the curtain is drawn back to see “The Real Show” Terry Marvin sitting on a big easy chair in the middle of the ring that has been decked out exactly like the set he uses for the normal Get Real Shows. The music slowly dies down as the crowd continues to rain boos and jeers down on him.

Terry Marvin: CLEVELAND OHIO!!!

More boos with a mixture of cheers from these idiot fans who just love to hear their city name called.

Terry Marvin: Normally I would insert some sort of silly joke about your city here to get a rise out of you, but that is certainly not necessary. I mean look around, there is no bigger punchline in the world than this WRECK of a city! The joke really tells itself!

Boos get louder and are followed by a “F*CK YOU” chant that just makes Terry smile.

Terry Marvin: Your sports teams are laughable, your economy is in the toilet. Even Obama stepped of the plane, took one look and told his advisor “Yo, get me the fuck outta here.” But never fear. Tonight you finally have something that you’ve seriously lacking since Lebron James couldn’t even STAND his home state and had to bolt for greener pastures and much…much….MUCH prettier women who have the good sense to SHAVE THEIR BODY HAIR!

The boos just pile on as Terry laughs before getting down to business.

Terry Marvin: Okay now, let me get on with this so I don’t have to be out here any longer and risk getting infected by whatever loser disease this town has been cursed with. Tonights, I bring to you live the show where I cut the bullshit and give it to each and every one of you strait. There is no agenda here…just pure hard facts! And the topic of tonight’s show… TEST FOR THE BEST!!!

There is a small break in the boos to cheer for the upcoming tournament.

Terry Marvin: Now, I guess I could sit out here and give you the reasons why I’m going to easily roll over this competition and win this tournament, but I can see from the look on all your bright shiny faces that you’ve already accepted that certainty! You see, there is simply NOBODY on this roster who can beat me. I mean…. I’m not even going to talk about the Asylum side of things. Sally Talfourd and her supporting cast of overachieving bottom dwellers are an afterthought in this tournament. All the attention falls to the “A” show, to the major leagues of APW…Overdrive.

Terry pauses for a second and then smiles.

Terry Marvin: Normally it would be prudent to start from the bottom, but to be honest with you all I’ve never even heard the name AC Smith until I was unfortunate enough to stumble upon the card and see that I was THRUST into a match with this non-qualifying, second chance FLUKE as my tag team partner. I mean, here’s a guy who DROPPED the ball the same week I HANDILY defeated the previous WINNER of Test for the Best, and now he was spoon fed this spot? Bravo President Jeff…at least you’re not skimming the poor houses and crack dens for fillers anymore. You could have written the word BYE in place of AC Smith and it would have had the same first round effect!

The boos are numerous but Terry pays them no attention what so ever.

Terry Marvin: Moving right along to the “Xtreme” Champion who has about as much “extreme” to his personality as an infected pubic hair….John Dionysus. Captain Robot here has done one hell of a job lately in the APW and is on quite the roll. I mean, struggling to defend your title against Michael Harris, a man who I dropped so fast, a sonic boom ruptured throughout the arena, is one hell of a feat to put on your resume. Now does it go above or below your list of conquests that reads like a who’s who of the unemployment line? John, as I see it, you and I are one and one when going heads up. IF you’re unlucky enough to get drawn against me at Test for the Best…don’t think for one second that lightning will strike twice for you! You and your Garbage Can Championship are nothing more than an ALSO RAN at Test for the Best, somebody to be simply tolerated, disposed of, and ERASED FROM ALL MEMORY!

And now it brings me to my favorite competitor of all…A man who has NEVER EVER gotten a true victory over me. A man who I have totally dominated in every single way since we first met MANY months ago. Keaton Saint, you are like a GOD DAMNED cockroach that just won’t go away! No matter how many times I stomp you, no matter how many times I humiliate you in this ring… you just keep coming back for more and more punishment. What the hell is the matter with you man? How many more times do I have to PROVE without a shadow of a doubt that you’re an insignificant SPECK on the fabric that is APW? Perhaps after I easily claim victory in a couple weeks time and stand on that pedestal, crowned the BEST WRESTLER APW HAS EVER SEEN…you might finally realize how meaningless and fruitless your presence here really is….

The crowd boos loudly as Terry just stands there laughing and smiling. But the smile fades and the boos turn to cheers as "Cold War" by Janelle Monae plays over the loudspeakers. Out from behind the curtain steps Keaton Saint looking like he’s heard enough of this bull crap. He has a microphone in hand as the fans shower him with cheers and praise for interrupting this ego stroking that Terry has going on right now.


Terry Marvin: How DARE you interrupt my….

Keaton Saint immediately puts his hand over Terry's microphone which surprises him and makes him scowl in response. Terry clenches his fist but his eyes are drawn to Saint's own clenched fist as he realises that Saint is fully prepared to throw a few punches of his own, Terry unclenches his fist and takes a step back, mocking Saint as he does so. Saint then draws the microphone to his lips.

Keaton Saint: Your show? Your speech? Your proclamation? Tell me T-Marv, when did you decide that the name of this show was Terrydrive?

Terry appears to try and speak again but Saint cuts him off.

Keaton Saint: You'll wanna hold on there, I've not come out here to start an argument. You see, what I've been hearing lately is that Terry Marvin is a man who wants everything to be fair. So I've come out to this ring in the interests of fairness. Since Terry Marvin is getting a chance to share his feelings about some select people, I figured maybe there might be one or two fans who would like to hear what I have to say about Terry Marvin!

The response to this is electric as the crowd cheers greatly for Saint who soaks the atmosphere in like a sponge. Terry once again tries to voice his disapproval but is met by Saint cutting him off once again!

Keaton Saint: Like I said Terry, I'm not here to start an argument but if you reach for that mic again then I'll have to take it as a sign that you want me to kick your head in.

This elicits another big cheer from the crowd which causes Terry to back down, in part to protect his pride but in a strange way he is curious as to what Saint has to say.

Keaton Saint: So you've had your moment to speak about everyone in the tag match tonight and quite frankly, I know where you're coming from...

The crowd begin to respond negatively to Saint's last comment but he motions to speak again.

Keaton Saint: Hey hey, let me explain what I mean. You see, there is some truth to what you said just now about all of us. It's true that until last week AC Smith hadn't had his chance to truly impress the fans of Overdrive but it's also true that last week he defeated three other men and climbed a ladder to make it to Test for the Best! Only Terry Marvin could find an issue with a tag partner like that, only Terry Marvin could come out here and call someone like that a waste of space. Take heed Terry, because if this guy is as bad as you say then you haven't got a chance in the tag match.

Saint smirks at Terry before continuing.

Keaton Saint: But stopping there just wasn't enough for you, you had to go and say your piece about our very own Xtreme champion John Dionysus. When it comes to prestige, yeah, the Overdrive title does carry a bit more weight than the Xtreme title. As much as it pains me to say so, you're carrying a more important title than John currently has, even his newly won CWC North American title doesn't have the same prestige than what you currently have. But you're lucky that John Dionysus isn't the one who came out here when you called his title a "Garbage Can" championship. If John Dionysus was the one out here then you'd be laid out on the mat just like you were when he PINNED you in March!

Saint lifts his microphone to encourage the fans to cheer in response to his last line and they do so in force. As Saint lowers the microphone again he exchanges a look with the furious Terry Marvin.

Keaton Saint: Remember this one Terry, it's not just about the fact you have some gold around you. You have to be a man worthy of holding it and right now, John Dionysus is a much better champion than you could ever hope to be. Nothing you say can take away from the fact that John Dionysus has put his life on the line to defend the Xtreme championship! So that's two down, which leaves a certain Patron Saint left and you can bet I've been saving myself for last.

Saint offers a smirk to Terry who is now bordering on fuming, his pride and curiosity being the only two things which have stopped him from attempting to attack Saint whilst he's not looking.

Keaton Saint: It's just like you said, this whole thing between us goes back months. The whole parallel goes back a long way and since then you've held off my challenges and retained the Overdrive championship! When it came down to it, Keaton Saint couldn't withstand the impact of a Terry Marvin approved nuclear bomb. Oh that's right Terry, you dropped a bomb more than once which is precisely why you called me a cockroach. Because just like a cockroach I've survived every spiteful attack you've ever brought and I can still stand here and call you an EGOTISTICAL PRICK!

The crowd go absolutely rabid at that line as Saint begins to soak in the atmosphere some more, knowing that his every action is serving to rile up Terry Marvin.

Keaton Saint: And just like the egotistical prick that you are, you walk out as the champion at Rasslemania and Mayhem then you have the balls to stand here on your goddamned pedestal and complain about the man keeping you down, because you're trying to compensate for something you can't get on your own. Maybe that's the reason you're still standing there instead of trying to fight me. Maybe you know just like I do that I'm just a bit better than Smith and Dionysus, maybe you know in the darkest corners of your mind that I'm better than you. And maybe, just maybe it's why you decided to come out here and run spout some absolute BULL about some of the best wrestlers in Action Packed Wrestling!

Saint lifts his microphone to ignite the crowd into a massive APW chant, Saint begins to walk towards Terry Marvin as he exudes a confidence from his previous words. Saint and Terry meet eye-to-eye and Saint draws the microphone to his lips once again.

Keaton Saint: I feel like I'm getting to the heart of the matter. Deep down I think you know it but you're afraid to admit it, Terry Marvin is not the best wrestler in APW. Terry Marvin has to come out and run his opponents down so that when he loses, nothing is really lost. Terry Marvin knows that Test for the Best isn't for him, because Terry Marvin knows exactly who the best is already. Terry Marvin tried to kill the best at Rasslemania, he shackled the best at Mayhem and yet he's looking at the best. You're right Terry, I do know. I know what Test for the Best is all about because I am the only person on Overdrive, Asylum or Meltdown who can truly believe it when he says THIS IS MY...

Marvin: SHUT THE HELL UP SAINT!

The crowd boos him loudly.

Marvin: Nobody wants to hear from a two time loser. So let me tell you what’s gonna happen now….

Marvin is immediately cut off by the booming riff of "For Whom The Bell Tolls" by Metallica and there is another cheer from the crowd to signal their interest at this development.

Harvey: I think our Xtreme Champion may have something to say about all of this.

Chase: NO! NO! NO! This is horrible....this is ruining what was supposed to be Terry Marvin’s moment.

John Dionysus steps out from the back, the APW Xtreme Championship around his waist. He looks down at the ring, slowly shaking his head at Saint and Terry exchanging some trash talk before beginning his descent down the ramp to the ring. He takes his time, ensuring that he eats as many seconds out of Marvin’s segment, slowly walking around the ring to retrieve a mic before climbing in.

Harvey: John Dionysus is another of the competitors who will represent Overdrive at Test For The Best.

Chase: God damn bum is what he is.

The music stops and Dionysus stands on the same side of the ring as Keaton Saint, although there is a few feet of space between, looking across at Terry Marvin. Dionysus shakes his head and raises the mic.

Dionysus: Captain Robot? That’s the ‘epic burn’ Mr. ‘Real Show’ Terry Marvin has for me. And what next, huh? You’re gonna run down the people of Cleveland, Ohio? No, wait, already done that.

Dionysus pauses but when the reaction he anticipated doesn’t come he continues.

Dionysus: I mean, is that what they’re paying you for, Terry? Is that what it means to ‘Get Real’ with Terry Marvin? But listen, I’m not sure about anybody else, but ‘Captain Robot’ here is pretty damn happy to be here in Cleveland, Ohio tonight.

The gives Dionysus the cheap pop he wanted.

Harvey: City of damn fine people in my book.

Chase: What a bunch of creeps.

Dionysus winks at Terry Marvin, a wink that makes the accusation ‘it’s that easy, pal’. His face takes a serious turn and he speaks again.

Dionysus: But I didn’t come out here to see who could draw the biggest cheers or the most heat. This charade, this novelty circus act you’ve got going on here, that’s really none of my interest. I’ve come out here tonight because I’ve got a serious bit of business to take care of ahead of the really serious business I’ll taking on at Test For The Best.

The crowd pops at the mention of the pay-per-view.

Dionysus: I was in the back listening to what you both had to say, and I was struck by Keaton referring to ‘fairness’, and that kinda got me thinking. You see, what I don’t want is for everybody out there to think this is all about Terry Marvin....

Dionysus pauses, then glances at his partner for tonight and speaks again.

Dionysus: ...and Keaton Saint. I’m sure there are a bunch of people out the back, in this crowd, watching around the world that are looking at the Overdrive bracket and seeing only one thing....a Terry Marvin versus Keaton Saint re-match.

This also draws a pop from the crowd; Dionysus nods along to signal he thinks that would be a great match.

Harvey: That certainly would be something.

Chase: Marvin would massacre him.

Dionysus: No, no, that wouldn’t be fair because I’m not on this card to simply make up the numbers, to be part of the show, to enjoy and bank the experience for use in some other time and some other place. I’ve got my eyes firmly set on one thing alone...Kurt Noble, The Undisputed Championship, Shockwave.

Chase: That’s actually three things.

Harvey: Grow up!

Dionysus: And while I acknowledge I am nobody’s favourite, what I am damn sure of is that I am not the guy who is going to lie down for either of you just so you can re-match for a shot at the prize.

At this point Terry Marvin tries to interject, but Dionysus takes two steps towards him and repeats what Saint did earlier and puts his hand over the mic.

Dionysus: You’ve had your turn to speak; this is my time.

The crowd pop as Dionysus asserts himself over Terry Marvin, whose eyes widen with sudden outrage that this peon (in his mind) would dare to cut him off. Marvin steps away and starts throwing a bit of a tantrum, mouthing off some inaudible trash. Dionysus waits this out, cutting a glance at Saint who makes a gesture of holding out his arms, as if to say ‘the floor is yours’.

Dionysus: Now Terry, you can stand in this ring and tell the whole world how this whole tournament is just a glorified procession for your crowing as #1 contender, and you can harp on about whose title is biggest, shiniest, or whatever delusions you tell yourself to keep yourself at the pinnacle of your world. I could just stand here and say my two titles are better than your one. But, really, what does that prove? Debating who has the biggest and best title, or who has the more distinguished record isn’t what this is all about. The fact is, we’re at one and one; the fact is, I’m damn proud to wear this Xtreme Championship around my waist because I know what it means. It means sacrifice, it means commitment, it means never lying down, or, as Keaton so eloquently put it, it means I will put my life on the line to prove I am among the best.

The crowd get behind that comment from Dionysus; he’s having a field day playing the blue-collar hero.

Dionysus: But I’m not gonna stand here all night and try to debate any of this with words because I’d much rather prove it to you, with deeds, in this ring. Your questions of worth are irrelevant, because we have all earned the right to be here, no matter the method or who we went through in order to do so. What I do know, for a fact, is that I’ve been here in APW as long as both of you, and while I may not have my own talk show *he looks at Terry Marvin* or the reputation of a distinguished career behind me *he glances across at Keaton Saint* nobody in the back or in this ring is going to question that I haven’t earned the right to be here. I’ve worked as hard and as long as anyone else; I’ve shed blood, sweat and tears for this company every single time I have stepped into this ring; I’ve overcome odds, taking beatings, and faced conflict as bad as anyone else in this last six months....and here I still stand....successful, hungry, ready.

Harvey: Strong words from our Xtreme Champion tonight.

Dionysus: Of the three of us I’m not the funny guy, the most respected, the one who shouts loudest, or even the most popular. But what I am is a man who has spent his whole life building towards this moment, this chance, this opportunity. I am that guy who knows he has nothing to lose, the man who will not quit because I know what this means...

At this point Tmarv can’t hold back any more.

Terry Marvin: You know what this means? I’ll tell you what this MEANS...

ALL OF THE LIGHTS

To say Marvin isn't pleased about another interruption is an understatement. However, the fans roar once again as the Big Apple Asskicker, A.C. Smith, appears at the top of the ramp.

Harvey: And NOW it's a party!

Chase: All I know is, this is NOT what Terry Marvin had in mind!

Smith makes his way down to ringside, slapping the outstretched hands of fans along the way while "All of the Lights" continues to blare over the speakers. The four men are now all in opposite corners as Smith enters the squared circle, pulls a microphone out from his jeans pocket, and opens his mouth to speak.

A.C.: You know, I was just sitting around in the back, minding my own business, and then I saw everyone coming out here and having WAY too much fun. I feel it fair to remind all of you, and everyone watching at home, that I'm no afterthought in this tournament.

Smith walks over next to Terry Marvin, who doesn't even give Smith the courtesy of looking at him as he continues talking.

A.C.: Terry Marvin, let me alert you of something that should be blatantly obvious. If you cross me later tonight, even in the SLIGHTEST, you will be making the biggest mistake of your career. Because I meant what I said earlier this week. If you decide to stick that knife into my back, or if you're not acting in OUR best interests, I'm going to make DAMN sure that the only way you make it to Test for the Best is via video conference from your hospital bed.

But I'm sure we won't have any problems. I'm sure that, deep down, you realize EXACTLY what I'm capable of. Isn't that right...partner?!

Smith slaps Marvin's back HARD with his right hand. Marvin winces ever so slightly, but stiffens up and turns it back into an annoyed glare within a few seconds as the crowd continues to cheer.

A.C.: Let me remind you ALL of something. I'm not some guy that fell off a truck and decided to try professional wrestling a few months ago. I've been in this business, entertaining people around the world, for 10 years running. I'm a six-time World Champion, and I will not stand for people writing me off when it comes to Test for the Best, simply because I haven't been around APW all that long.

Nobody expected me to be here. Hell, deep down, you guys didn't, either. Going into last week, I know you all thought Mark Mania, Nick Watson, or Slade Craven would be in my position. But I proved each and every one of you dead wrong, and I'm one of four guys from APW's flagship show still alive in the chase for a shot at the Undisputed Championship at Shockwave.

Smith pauses, briefly acknowledging an "A.C.! A.C.!" chant from the partisan Cleveland crowd.

A.C.: You guys want to call me an underdog? Do so at your own risk. Tonight, I can PROMISE you that I'm going to show ALL OF YOU what I'm capable of doing, and what I WILL do at Test for the Best. Mark Mania said I was wrong about him being washed-up. Nick Watson said I was too big and clumsy to climb a ladder. Slade Craven said he was going to kick my teeth down my throat. All three were DEAD WRONG.

John Dionysus and Keaton Saint, I respect both of you and everything you've done. But I advise you to learn from their mistakes. If you don't, you guys are in for a world of hurt, not just tonight, but on July 8th in Chicago as well.

Smith turns back to Marvin, who at this point is visibly annoyed.

A.C.: And Terry Marvin? The man that said I've been spoon-fed this spot, the man who said President Jeff could've written 'BYE' into my spot and have had the same effect? If you think I'm such a pushover...try me tonight. I DARE you.

The crowd roars at the thought of a potential confrontation. This actually gets a smirking Marvin to look at Smith as he's talking.

A.C.: But if you do, beware of the risk you're taking. If you'd done any research about me at all, you'd know that I have made a career out of breaking people down, out of learning EVERYTHING I can and using it on the biggest stages possible. And unlike those guys on the other side of the ring, when you start something with A.C. Smith, it'll be ME finishing it.

Chase: How DARE he imply such a thing?!

Harvey: I'm pretty sure John Dionysus and Keaton Saint are wondering the same thing!

Indeed, nobody looks very pleased at Smith's latest remark. It brings a smile to A.C.'s face as he brings the microphone to his lips one last time.

A.C.: Gentlemen, unlike a lot of people that would've been happy just to be in the same ring as you guys, I'm here to beat you. All of you. I've been in these situations before, and I know what it takes to come out on top. Nobody thought I'd win the ladder match last week over a former main-eventer, a blue-chipper a lot of people thought was the next big thing, and a guy who helped pioneer the ladder match here in APW. I did. And now, not many logical people think I stand much of a chance at winning Test for the Best.

If any of you sincerely believe that...just keep on talking. Because nothing, NOTHING, makes me happier than proving people wrong. And nobody, NOBODY, has made more of a career out of doing just that than the Big Apple Asskicker, A.C. Smith. Tonight, I show you exactly what I'm capable of. And on July 8th, I use it to do exactly what I came back to professional wrestling to do: Emerge victorious on one of the biggest shows of the year.

Boys, it's been fun. But later tonight, the fun stops. And later tonight, you see EXACTLY what you're up against.

Chase: This guy just signed his death warrant tonight!

Harvey: But he made a brash and bold statement that he should not be forgotten. He will simply NOT go quietly into the night.

All four men stare at each other before Keaton then John then AC leaves to the back. A very pissed off and upset Marvin grabs the microphone to say some more words, but his music is played to cut him off as the lights dim to signal that his time is up. He wrecks the set in the ring before rolling out of the ring and storming up the ramp to laughter and boos from the fans and we go to commercial

[President Jeff]

The camera circles around the ring as Nicky Paige raises the microphone.

Nicky Paige: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is schedule for one fall, introducing first,

"This Means War" by Busta Rhymes plays out over the loud speaker as on the jumbo tron a giant video of Mark Mania's career highlights plays.

Nicky Paige: From Melrose, Massachusetts, weighing in at 235 pounds, Mark Mania!

Mark Mania walks out from behind the curtain with his arms in the air. He comes out in a full suit, as he is walking down the ramp he offers arrogant yet charming looks to crowd as he removes the suit coat, tie, and shirt while walking down the ramp and throws them into the cheering crowd.

Harvey: What a way to kick off Overdrive.

Chase: With two rejects from last week’s opening match. Leftovers anyone?

He slides in ring under the bottom rope and lifts his arms to the crowd before entering his corner. As the lights go out Slade's voice is heard screaming into the darkness.

[glow=purple,2,300]"The Way you Like It!" [/glow]

And then the chorus for "Just close your eyes” begins with a burst of fire center stage. Slade walks out from backstage wearing the famous leather jacket and black sunglasses. The fans call to him, screaming for him.

Nicky Paige: And his opponent, from Denton, Texas weighing 215 pounds, Slade “The Main Man” Craven!

He struts to the ring with purpose, then slides under the bottom rope. He breaks into a run and springs to the middle of the ropes on the opposite side, leaning over the ropes in his signature pose.

Harvey: I don’t see how you can say that, they are both talented performers.

Chase: They look tired.

Harvey: They should be. They just went through a ladder match seven days ago!

The fans are screaming for it as He bounces back to the center of the ring, snaps his coat and shades off then looks at the others and waits for the bell.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Slade Craven versus Mark Mania

The match starts with a quick lock up to the go behind by Mark Mania into an amateur takedown! Mark with the float over on Slade, but Craven pushes away before he can hook the head. Slade springs up and Mark snaps him with an arm drag. Craven rolls to his feet center of the ring as Mania charges in and Slade catches him with a drop toe hold. “The Main Man” spins and grabs the ankle but Mark Mania rolls and kicks Slade off. He bounces off the ropes as Mania back rolls to his feet and hits a beautiful drop kick!

Harvey: Just like last week these two are just exploding out there. It’s like watching a fireworks show.

Chase: You mean with the cheap fireworks from grocery stores.

Slade pops back up then catches the roundhouse kick and turns it into a dragon screw!

Harvey: What are you talking about are we even watching the same match?

Chase: Two has-beens stumbling around a ring? Yes. We are.

Craven grabs the leg again tucks it under his arm and spikes it with a DDT. Then he picks the leg back up and this time flips over Mark Mania snapping it across then back hard. Mania grabs his leg as Slade springs to his feet. He turns and drops an elbow, quick cover!

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-Mark Mania kicks out just before the two count!

Slade looks at the referee and does not argue. Instead he works Mania back to his feet. But Mark counters. Two right hands to the gut and Slade hit him with a forearm smash across the elbow dropping Mark to the ground again. But he starts to climb back up. He throws several more right hands. Over and over. Slade clubs Mania twice but he doesn’t fall. Mania stands up, breaking Slade’s grip! He grabs Slade and hits him with the Manhattan Drop. Craven hops around the ring for a second and Mark grabs Slade from behind, Atomic drop!

Chase: Craven is used to that I hear.

Slade bounces off the rope as he holds his tailbone. Mania locks his wrist and plants Slade with a German Suplex! He bridges it!

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Harvey: Mark Mania almost had “The Main Man.”

Mania is on his feet first. He charges Slade who throws a clothesline but Mania ducks under. He grabs Slade’s arm, guiding under him. He kicks Slade in the gut as Craven turns to follow his arm through, Mania spins and hits a big neckbreaker. People begin chanting for “Ma-ni-a!” He goes for another cover in the center of the ring!

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-Slade kicks out as Craven’s fans come to life.

Harvey: That was too close.

Chase: You know I think I head the referee’s arm hit the mat before Slade got up.

Harvey: You have no idea what you are talking about.

Slade groggily is pulled off the mat by Mark Mania. He signals for the end. He sets Slade up!

Harvey: Mania Maddness!

But Slade fights back! He stands up and pushes his arms up higher throwing Mania over his shoulders. Mark bounces off the mat as Slade drops to a knee. He rises and then just does a standing moonsault right onto Mark Mania. Slade goes for the cover!

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The entire crowd is cheering as Craven rolls off and starts to pull himself up while Mark Mania rolls over and starts to push himself off the mat. Slade turns and Mania decks Slade with a right hand sending him back into the ropes. He comes back and dives forward hitting a chop block to Mark Mania! Mania falls forward and grabs his leg as Slade is right back up grabbing the ankle and stomping away at the hamstring and thigh. Slade steps up onto the hamstring spins with Mark and then falls to his back using his own weight to drive down the left leg. Craven goes to grab the leg again but this time Mark struggles and swings up at Slade.

Harvey: What did I tell you? These two are like a powder keg. You let them do this long enough and the whole building will come down!

“The Main Man” pulls Mania to his foot, still holding the other leg. Craven signals the dragon screw!

Harvey: Enziguri!

Craven spins and his eyes roll up. He drops to the mat as Mania lays there holding his leg and the referee starts the count.

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Both men stagger to their feet and come at one another. Slade throws a front kick which Mania blocks. He jabs with his left and Craven knocks his hand away. But Mark Mania grabs Slade’s arm! He rolls under the arm and kicks Slade in the gut!

Harvey: Their second wind!

Craven blocks the kick and throws a sweep at Mania’s other leg, knocking it out from under him. Craven spins driving Mark Mania to the mat. He goes to lock in a single leg Boston crab, and Mania uses all his strength to swing his leg up and kick Slade in the head! Craven lets go and stumbles back. Mania hobbles up and grabs Slade. Lifting “The Main Man” up into a brainbuster position, balancing on one leg, Mark Mania earns the roaring cheer of the crowd.

Chase: He hit it!

Harvey: A one legged brainbuster!

Slade is seeing stars as Mark Mania fights the pain in his leg to pull Slade off the mat. He staggers for a second and then sets Slade up!

Harvey: Mania Madnooo!

Craven grabs Mark Mania’s legs and pulls them out from under him. Craven rolls quickly and locks the leg behind his and drops to his knee three times driving down Mania’s. Craven then pivots and locks in and STF!

Harvey: They’re in the center of the ring!

Chase: Nowhere to go!

The referee asks Mark mania if he wants to give up. Mark yells no and stakes his head!

Harvey: He can’t!

Slade wrenches the hold as Mark Mania tries to use his strength to drag their twisted bodies toward the ropes.

Chase: You can hear the brutal pain in those screams.

The referee asks him again! Mania bellows, no!

Harvey: He is fighting it! They are moving toward the ropes!

Slade breaks the hold, but keeping his leg still locked with Mark’s he spins, and then grabs the leg, steps away and drags Mark Mania back to the center of the ring by his foot. The Slade locks in an Anklelock! Mania howls in pain and reaches for the ropes. The referee asks him again. He is too far away! Mania taps!

Ding Ding Ding!

Winner: Slade Craven

“The Main Man’s” music begins to play loudly as he stands victorious in the ring. Slade looks down at Mark Mania, who holds his leg in tremendous pain. Craven reaches down and takes his arm. Helping Mark Mania to his foot Mania returns the favor by shoving Slade off, then dropping to his knees. Mania rolls under the bottom rope and carefully gets off the apron. Using the barricade Mark proudly walks to the ramp. With determination, Mark Mania ascends the ramp as Slade watches him, his music dying down. At the top of the ramp. Mark Mania looks at Craven, glaring back at him. The fans cheer for Mark as he waits, like he wants to say something. “The Main Man” responds by raising his arm and another loud roaring cheer fills the area. Mania turns and heads backstage as Slade celebrates in the ring

Harvey: Last week we found out that Biggs will make his return to an APW ring as an active competitor at Test for the Best against former Undisputed champion C.J. Gates in what has been a match six months in the making.

Chase: Six months in the making, put off because C.J. Gates is a worm who does nothing but injure his opponents.

Harvey: Regardless, it was one year ago when all of this got started. It was at least year's Test for the Best where C.J. Gates became the number one contender, and Biggs captured the Undisputed title. Let's take a look at how it all began.

The shot cuts to a video package, highlighting Test for the Best from 2011, starting with the finals of the one night tournament between C.J. Gates and Shane Borderland.

CJ does to the top rope and Shane gets up to his feet. Shane goes to the corner and runs up to the top rope. He tries to throw CJ off, but CJ fights back and shoves Shane off the top rope. Shane lands on the mat and CJ comes off with the Gatecrasher and connects! The fans cheer as CJ goes for the cover and the crowd counts along
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Harvey: Unbelievable

Chase: What a finals we have here

CJ gets up and not sure what to do, he picks Shane up and hooks him for the Double Arm DDT. Shane fights out of it and breaks free. CJ goes for a clothesline, but Shane scoops CJ up in a Tombstone position.

Chase: This is it, He’s going for the Border Driver!

Harvey: If he hits this its over.

And just then, CJ gets his knee’s around Shane’s head and flips him over into a Victory roll. Shane’s shoulders on on the mat, and CJ grabs Shane’s legs for the cover

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Winner and the 2011 Test for the Best winner: CJ GATES!!!

Harvey: HE DID IT, HE DID IT!!!

The video then shifts into the Undisputed title match between Level One and Biggs.

BIGGS CHARGES AT LESTER WITH THE TITLE AND GOES TO HIT HIM WITH IT, BUT LESTER PICKS BIGGS UP AND IN ONE MOTION, IT’S THE DARKNESS SHRINE!!! Lester Covers hooking the near leg
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Harvey: Biggs is lucky that he was close to the ropes or this match would have been over

Chase: It pays off to be a veteran and knowing where you are in the ring

Lester gets up and pulls Biggs up to his feet and then hooks him up for the Level Advance. He lifts Biggs upside down and Biggs flips out of it landing on his feet. Lester turns and Biggs kicks him and goes to throw him into the opposite corner but Lester reverses it. Biggs heads towards the corner and Lester runs behind him. Biggs jumps off the bottom rope backwards over Lester and Lester goes running chest first into the corner. Biggs grabs Lester and rolls him up in a school boy
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Winner and NEW APW Undisputed Champion: Biggs

Harvey: I can’t believe it

Chase: Biggs did it, he defeated Level One!

The shot cuts back to ringside with Harvey and Chase.

Harvey: One year ago this whole war started between these two with two separate wins, and I can only imagine where it`s going to go this year.

Chase: It`s going to go where it should go - with Biggs getting retribution for the past six months!

Overdrive goes to commercial

[President Jeff]

The segment opens backstage with Hannah Storm walking by in a killer purple and black dress. In her right hand is a microphone. Like a knock out she makes a hole through the crowded backstage area. Everyone has to look at her, guy or girl, she is hot.

Hannah: Is he down there?

She asks one of the backstage crewmembers in passing. He nods and points down the hallway. He drops his cup of water as she walks away, hips swaying as she steps. Her high heels click off the floor. The camera follows her down the corridor as she reaches a locker room door that reads “Slade Craven.” The fans begin to cheer wildly as they see this. Hannah does not knock. She just walks inside.

Slade: What the hell?!

He raises his arms as he asks the question. He is fully dressed. Actually he is still dressed in his ring gear from his match moments before. She approaches him shaking her head.

Hannah: Hold up. You are not getting out of here till we talk. There are some questions you need to answer.

Slade: What are you talking about?

Hannah: Well the past few weeks, the past few months you have had a terrible streak. Tonight you and Mark Mania went to the limit how do you feel about your match with him?

Slade: It went well.

There is a brief pause as she waits for him to continue. However, Slade doesn't. He just looks at her dismissively

Hannah: Is that all? I mean after a match like that wouldn’t you want to say more?

Slade: You’d think so, but I’m good. Listen, I need to get changed I have to hit the road.

Hannah: That brings me to my next question. What about the rumors about you and Shadow splitting over some dreams?
Slade: Whoa, whoa! That’s none of your business. In fact, I would appreciate it if you stayed out of my personal life Hannah. Wearing that dress like that. You just looking for a fish to hook. Not “The Main Man.” No ma’am. Now if you’ll excuse me.

He hefts his duffle bag over his shoulder. Everything was already all packed apparently. Slade starts to leave and Hannah grabs his arm.

Hannah: Wait, I thought you were going to change.

Slade: Well since I can’t get rid of you, and I know I don’t have a shot in hell with you tonight, I’m going to go. So, if you please.

He looks down at his arm and Hannah Storm lets go. Slade continues out the door as she looks at him. She shakes her head without an answer as the camera fades to black.


Harvey: Johnny up next we've got a big match but I'm just receiving word from the back that Chris Hart has been taken to a local medical facility and will thus be unable to compete tonight.

Chase: And you have to wonder what exactly that means for Kurt Noble as I'm sure the Sindicate is licking their chops at the opportunity to get an attack on Kurt Noble without being worried about someone foiling their plans.


In the arena where all the fans sit awaiting the next bit of action to take place. The lights suddenly go out and the titantron comes on only to show a graphic featuring the letters "MH" wrapped in barbwire. It's about that time "Tear It Up" begins to blare over the arena's speakers and there's an instant reaction from the crowd. Some cheered and some booed for the simple fact they knew who was about to appear. A single spotlight shined down on the entrance way as wrestling legend: Michael Harris stepped out from behind the curtains and onto the stage, Carmen Rivera alongside him with that signature barbed wire wrapped folding steel chair, where the spotlight shined down on him. He was dressed in his ring gear with a beanie on his head. Harris simply looked around at the crowd before smirking all cocky like. Moments later he started to make his way down the ramp. Once he had got to the ring he slid into it from under the bottom rope and got up to his feet. His first instinct was to climb the nearest turnbuckle which he did. Harris proceeded to tilt his head back and throw his arms out to the side for his signature "Bow to me" taunt. There was a little more cheering from the crowd at this point. Moments later he took off his beanie tossing it into the crowd and jumped down off the turnbuckle. Harris proceeded to lean in that corner as the lights came back on and his music began to fade. Soon enough it was going to be all about business.

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first: from Chicago, IL; weighing in at 225lbs; he is ‘The Untouchable One’....MICHAEL HARRIS!

Harvey: It’s been ordinary couple of months for Michael Harris ever since he was beaten at Mayhem by John Dionysus for the Xtreme Title.

Chase: Cut it out, Harv! You and I both know this guy is on the brink of something big here in APW. It’s not his fault he got drawn against my boy T-Marv, when other ‘talents’ were spoon-fed Test For The Best places. [/color]

"Smooth Criminal" by Alien Ant Farm hits the PA as the fans stand up as Nick Watson emerges on the entrance ramp with a girl on each of his arms. He grins widely as the fans let out cheers and whistles at him and for the two girls, he then asks both the girls to make their way down to the ring, which they promptly do, allowing Nick to look around the arena in a non-distracted fashion. Nick raises his fist to the sky and pumps it a few times, each time green and white pyrotechnics explode around the entrance ramp, after the third time he stops, and makes his way down to the ring. As he reaches the ring, the girls lower the ropes so that he can get inside the ring easily, he grins, and then does so, making sure to kiss the two girls, and then tell them to leave. They obey and make their way backstage. Nick then looks at the entrance ramp as he takes off his shirt, to the adoration of some of the women at ring side, and throws it out into the crowd, as he gets ready for his match to start.

Paige: His opponent: from Carson City, NV; weighing in at 198lbs; he is ‘The Sensational One’...NICK WATSON!

Harvey: And speaking of troubled minds, I think Nick Watson fits into that category.

Chase: I suppose when you’re stuck behind the shadow of your more illustrious mentor it’s gonna be difficult.

Harvey: Well the word in the back is that this kid is trying desperately hard to turn the corner in APW and string together some positive results and performances.

Singles Match
Michael Harris vs. Nick Watson

Both stare it out in the middle of the ring. Watson offers a handshake in a display of good sportsmanship but Harris slaps it away and this provokes boos from the live audience. Watson glances towards the audience on his left and shrugs his shoulders, as if to say ‘don’t say I didn’t try’. Harris swings an arm and tries to catch Watson off guard, but The Sensational One ducks it and spins around dousing Harris’ face with repeatedly jabs. After four or five of the Watson grabs Harris by the arm, looks to whip him, but then pulls Harris back in and drives a knee into Harris’ midsection, doubling him over. Watson runs to the ropes, bounces off and uses the momentum to the hang time he generates as he comes down and lands a jumping punch to the back of Harris’ head, knocking the self-proclaimed hardcore legend down. Watson skips away shaking his fist and pursing his lips in the direction of the crowd, mockingly selling that that punch was so hard he even hurt himself.

Harvey: There seems to be a new lease of life about Watson; he looks like he’s enjoying himself out there.

Chase: What is the saying ‘pride comes before the fall’.

Harris gets to his feet rubbing the back of his head. Watson moves in and connects with an uppercut, then follows up with some stinging chops to the chest. Watson whips Harris across the ring into the ropes, looking for the Just Kidding! (Running Bicycle Kick) on return, but Harris ducks under it and rolls under the bottom rope and out of the ring to safety. More boos from the crowd and Watson shakes his head. However, Watson does let it get him down for long because he grabs on to the top rope and slingshots over the top looking for a cross body onto Harris, but The Untouchable One responds by side stepping and lifting a knee which connects with Watson’s ribs and The Sensational One collapses in a heap outside the ring. Harris levels a kick into Watson’s ribs, lifts him and then Harris runs Watson face first into the nearest tunbuckle; Watson bounces off and flops face down over the crowd barrier. Harris then shows a bit of innovation himself, leaping onto the crowd barrier and landing a leg drop leg lariat that crushes Watson’s chest against the barrier and shanks down his leg in a really painful way.

Harvey: That’s a great piece of imagination by Harris, using the ring area to its full effect.

Chase: And that is what you have to do in order to be a success in this business. It’s not all about locks and holds; you learn that legal obstacles like the ring must be used to their full potential.

Harvey: Let’s not forget the murky presence of Carmen Rivera either.

Chase: Murky? Have you looked at this woman...actually, forget I asked.

With Watson rolling around in agony on the ringside of the barrier, Harris gets into some verbals with a vocal male standing in the front row, eventually grabbing the fans beverage holder and tossing away its contents. Security quickly jump in to prevent a physical altercation and Harris hops over the crowd barrier, realising the ref has begun a count and has reached eight. Quickly, Harris lifts Watson and rolls him back into the ring, following suit not a moment too soon. Harris grabs Watson and lifts him into a facelock and backs him into a corner. Lifting Watson to full height, Harris delivers three open palm strikes to the face, then walks across the ring and charges in looking for the Brooklyn Knockout (Gore), but Watson moves out of the way and Harris connects with the ring post.

Harvey: That was one of those all or nothing moments...and well, I question whether Harris needed to take that risk.

Watson grabs Harris into a waistlock and rolling backwards has Harris in a roll-up...

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Both men get to their feet, Watson charges in and takes down Harris with a running arm lariat, making the cover and scoring another two count near fall. The director cuts to a close-up shot of Watson and we can see him speaking to himself, telling himself not keep his focus and not become frustrated. Watson lifts Harris and doubles him over with a lifted knee to the gut, then bounces off the ropes and tries to hit an axe kick, but Harris stands up in time, then counters quickly by dragging Watson down into a backstabber. Harris this time makes the cover...

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Harris mounts Watson and starts unloading frenzied shots to the face, pinning down Watson’s arms with his knees so that he can’t protect himself. After around ten shots to the face, Harris climbs to the top rope and after a bit of posing let’s fly with a big time flying elbow drop that connects to the heart of Watson. Another cover...

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Harvey: Harris is giving Watson all he has out there, but he still can’t put him away.

Chase: I think judging by that gesture, Michael Harris wants to turn up the volume.

Harris is gesturing to Carmen Rivera, his valet at ringside, who slides Harris’ signature barbed wire wrapped folding steel chair, while she jumps onto the ring apron, making a right hullabaloo to distract the referee’s attention. Harris picks up the chair and stalks Watson who is beginning to get to his feet. The ref, wise to this tactic, begins to turn away from Carmen, but she grabs him and plants her lips on his. This gets a pop from the crowd, and it catches the attention of Harris momentarily, enough time for Watson to suss out what is up, and when Harris lifts the chair, Watson counters with a standing dropkick to Harris’ face through the chair. Harris collapses to the floor, and Watson dives on top of him. The ref pulls himself free of Carmen and looks at her stunned by this display, but she starts barking at him about being a ‘dirty pervert’ then slaps him across the cheek. The ref, even more stunned and confused, turns away holding his cheek, but he’s snapped out of it by Watson who is barking at him to get over and count the pin.

Harvey: This has descended into farce. Watson has this match won.

Chase: Through illegal means, I would that added to the record.

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Harvey: What the heck now?

There is no three count because Carmen Rivera has dragged the referee out of the ring. Watson gets up and marches over to where Carmen is now pleading innocence with the referee. Watson bends down over the top rope and grabs Carmen by the hair, trying to her drag her into the ring, but she starts kicking and screaming, and the ref quite simply doesn’t know what to do. Michael Harris does though because he comes from behind and nails Watson with low blow, then takes Watson into a reverse facelock and drives him to the mat with a reverse DDT. Harris drapes an arm across Watson and hooks back a leg...

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Harvey: So close for Harris, but this young stud Watson, in this new frame of mind, just won’t quit.

Harris gets onto his knees and grabs his head with both hands, a physical sign of frustration. He looks at Carmen and she claps her hands and cheerleads. Harris drags Watson centre ring and tries to lift him into position for The Harris Effect, but Watson somehow counters and roll out landing on his feet in front of Harris, then tossing Harris across the ring with a monkey flip. Harris gets up quickly but Watson charges in and floors him with a spinning elbow strike. The crowd are getting behind Watson now, believing in him as he fights back against the odds here. Watson climbs to the top rope and pats his knee to signal that The Flying Knee is coming up.

Harvey: This is a throwback to Watson’s training in MMA styles...a fusion between that and his tastes for high flying.

Chase: Speaking of high flying, it looks like Carmen Rivera wants to join him.

Carmen climbs onto the ring apron and tries to distract Watson, but he swings and connects with a right hook right to the right jaw and Carmen slumps down and hits the arena floor hard. Harris gets to his feet, Watson steadies himself and then connects with The Flying Knee, and as they land Watson is astride Harris and hooks back his legs...

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Winner: “The Sensational One” Nick Watson.

Harvey: That’s it! It’s a huge win for Nick Watson...his first ‘W’ is a long time.

Chase: Did you see what he did to Carmen....she may need corrective surgery after that.

Harvey: She got what she deserved; she had no business in this match.

Watson gets to his feet and lets out a roar of delight and relief. He marches over the turnbuckle, climbs to the second rope and throws out a pose to celebrate, with much fist pumping and joyous shouts. Outside the ring Harris and Rivera, both nursing their jaws from separate Watson blows, look on with anger and frustration in their faces.

Harvey: Can this be the win Nick needed to get back on track here in APW?

As Nick continues to celebrate in the ring, Michael slides into the ring and waits for Nick to turn around. Just as he does, Nick runs and nails Nick with the Gore!

Chase: Holy, he just destroyed Nick with that Brooklyn Knockout!

Carmen gets into the ring and stands over Nick and slaps him across the face. Michael and Carmen stand over Nick’s body and they raise their arms as if they won. The crowd boo’s them

Chase: That might right there is the rightful winner

Harvey: The fact that he just attack Nick like that, just shows what kind of man he really is!

Carmen gets out of the ring, grabs the microphone from Nicky Paige and gets back into the ring, handing it to Harris. Harris patted the top to make sure it was on before starting to speak in an agitated tone.

Michael Harris: Each and every single one of you idiots show up week in and week out booing me like I am supposed to give two shits about what you have to say. You all sit there praying and hoping that I come up short just so you can have a laugh at my failure. You all hope and pray that I never achieve my former success in this business. You all hope and pray that I’ll never amount to anything here in APW.

Fans all around the arena were booing him. All that did was support his logic and support the points he was starting to make. Harris simply shook his head at their pathetic ways.

Michael Harris: I know for a fact that you were all excited when I was eliminated from the Test for the Best tournament last week. I saw it in your faces. I heard it in your cheers. I’ve seen it on your facebook statuses and your twitter feeds. You people hate me but that’s okay because the feeling is mutual. However there is a point to all of this and that point is simply this from this night forward. I’m done with the failure and I am done with the setbacks.

He took a brief moment to pause. It was obvious that the effects of the match was catching up to him. He was breathing kind of heavily and happened to be holding his left side where his ribs were.

Michael Harris: I will no longer be an afterthought. I will no longer be overlooked for guys like Terry Marvin, CJ Gates, Johnny Rebel, or even the Undisputed Champion himself, Kurt Noble. I came to APW with one goal and one goal in mind. It was to be THE man around here. It was to be THE king of the mountain. It was to be THE best damn wrestler this company has ever seen and despite the losses, despite the setbacks, despite all the failures. I know for a fact I am better than every single person on this roster.

Of course that was a statement that got the crowd booing him even more. They couldn’t stand him or his ego especially when he didn’t even have a right to have an ego like that. However he didn’t care and he was going to say whatever he wanted just to spite them even more.

Michael Harris: I am going to stand here and make a statement that is as bold as bold can get. A statement that might get under the skin of people and a statement that I know is going get all eyes on me. We have just about six months before the year 2012 is up. That gives me six months to do what I need to do. That gives me six months to make you people eat your words. That gives me six months to become everything I have said I am from the day I walked into those doors. That gives me six months to beat the living hell out of every single person in the back to get to the very top.

People were starting to wonder just exactly where he was going with all of this. There had to be a point and sure enough there was. Harris was going to put it out there bluntly and there was nothing anyone could do about it.

Michael Harris: I guarantee each and every one of you. By the time 2012 ends I will be the APW Undisputed Champion!

On that note Harris dropped the microphone in the center of the ring as his music began to play. Harris made his way to the ropes and rolled out of the ring as Carmen stayed close behind him. Fans continued to boo him but Harris ignored their existence.

Harvey: Folks, earlier tonight, we took a look at beginning of C.J. Gates and Biggs' rivalry, reliving their respective accomplisments at last year's Test for the Best. Now we're going to take a moment to look back at their first encounter at Shockwave 2011, a match in which Kurt Noble made his APW debut as the Special Guest Enforcer!

A video recap begins to play of the Main Event from Shockwave 2011, showing various high lights of the match in black and white, cut quickly to emphasize the fast pace of the match.

Biggs throws CJ into the ropes and as he comes back, Biggs grabs CJ and gives him a Tilt-a-Whirl Back Breaker. Biggs goes for the first cover of the match
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Biggs has a few words for Kurt and then Biggs looks in the ring and CJ is flying through the ropes with a Suicide dive, taking Biggs down. The APW Faithful begin to cheer. CJ picks Biggs up and Irish Whips him into the ring steps. Biggs hit’s the steps with his knee’s and flips over them.

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Biggs stumbles back and CJ goes out to the ring apron. Biggs charges at CJ and CJ spears Biggs through the ropes. With Biggs bent over, CJ flips into the ring with a Sun Set Flip and takes Biggs with him for the cover

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Biggs grabs CJ’s legs and flips over into a Jack knife cover
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Both men are up and Biggs goes for a clothesline, but CJ ducks and grabs Biggs from behind and drops him with a reverse DDT! CJ covers
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Harvey: Wow, a lot of near falls here

Chase: You can’t win if you don’t pin, I think is what their both thinking here!

As the video approaches the finish of the match, it switches back to color, and shows the ending in full.

CJ pulls Biggs up and throws him into the ropes. CJ goes for a clothesline but Biggs ducks it, it’s the ropes and comes back with a running flying forearm, but CJ ducks and Biggs nails the ref with it, knocking the ref out!

Chase: The ref is out!

Biggs gets up and CJ kicks Biggs and plants him with the double arm DDT

Harvey: Stamp of Approval!

CJ drags Biggs to the corner corer and CJ goes to the top rope. The fans are on their feet as he comes off and lands the Gatecrasher! CJ Covers and the fans count the 1...2..3.

Chase: Jokes on CJ, there’s no ref to make the count

Harvey: We need a ref out here!

Noble looks around and he slides into the ring

Chase: What is that fool doing?

Nobel counts the cover
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JOHNNY REBEL

Chase: Thank you Johnny Rebel!

Harvey: Why is Rebel out here!

Rebel slides into the ring. He grabs CJ and gives him the Putdown and pulls Biggs on top of him. Kurt gets into the ring and Tackles Johnny to the mat and the two roll out of the ring and begin Brawling on the floor. In the ring, the referee comes to and begins to count
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The arena erupts in cheers

Harvey: YES! The match goes on!

Biggs comes to and see’s Kurt and Johnny brawling. Biggs heads outside the ring and for a second time grabs his Undisputed Title and goes into the ring with it. He waits for CJ to get to his feet. Just as he does, Biggs blast CJ in the face with the belt. Biggs tosses the title to the side and covers CJ and the ref counts
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Chase: Someone get Kurt out of here!

The ref hit’s the mat on the outside and is down. Biggs looks around and gets up to see Kurt now in the ring. The two are now face to face exchanging words and then Biggs walks away and picks up the Undisputed Title again and tells Kurt to watch this. Biggs again waits for CJ to get to his feet. Kurt however, snatches the Title out of Biggs hands. Just as he grabs the belt, he clobbers Biggs with it. Biggs goes down and CJ is getting up. Noble tells CJ to get to the top rope and he pulls Biggs near the corner. CJ gets to the top and in one motion, hit’s the Gate Crasher! CJ covers and Noble counts
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Winner and NEW APW UNDISPUTED CHAMPION: CJ GATES!


Harvey: I CAN’T BELIEVE IT. CJ DID IT!

The arena erupts in cheers as Kurt hands CJ the Title and CJ is hugging it

Chase: Kurt Noble just screwed Biggs out of the Title. He’s not a referee!!

The video switches back to Johnny Chase and Darren Harvey at ringside.

Harvey: What an exciting match that was, and it launched the feud between Johnny Rebel and Kurt Noble throughout the fall that often times crossed paths with the conflict between C.J. and Biggs!

Chase: I'm still pissed off by the outcome of that match!

Harvey: As the night goes on folks, we'll continue to look back on the match that's been over six months in the making! We'll be right back after the break!

APW Overdrive cuts to commercial.

[President Jeff]

We're backstage as the camera pans to the locker room door of Keaton Saint, sounds of a one-sided conversation are heard coming from within so the camera moves in a bit closer to pick up on the noise.

We're backstage as the camera pans to the locker room door of Keaton Saint, sounds of a one-sided conversation are heard coming from within so the camera moves in a bit closer to pick up on the noise.

Keaton Saint: How far are we talking? Further away is probably better but I don't want to go on a wild goose chase.

The camera pans to see John Dionysus making his way to the door, he knocks twice and begins to pace.

Keaton Saint: Hold up I've got something coming. Come in!

Dionysus opens the door and walks in. Saint ends his phone call and places it on a table.

John Dionysus: You ready?

Keaton Saint: About as ready as I can be. Look, about before. I...

Saint is cut off by Dionysus.

John Dionysus: I know, you're getting under Terry Marvin's skin.

Keaton Saint: Actually I wasn't going to say that, I believe in what I said and if we do face each other at Test for the Best I'm not going to hold back just because we're on the same page tonight.

John Dionysus: Then you'll respect it when I say I'm going do everything I can to beat you. But tonight isn't about a one-on-one, we both need to be ready.

Keaton Saint: I'm ready, I can see you are as well but I'll tell you now, this isn't going to be like last time where you played the hero. I'm going to do my bit this time.

John Dionysus: You did your bit last time, you kept Marvin and Harris at bay...

Keaton Saint: And then when you got into the match you got the pin on Terry Marvin, more than that, you saved my arse from getting hammered by him until after the match was over at least. But tonight I'm not a damsel in distress, I'm a goddamned wrestler and I won't need a saviour.

John Dionysus: However, you will need a partner.

Keaton Saint: I already have one, even if it's just for tonight we are a team. Terry Marvin wouldn't know what that was even if it smacked him in the face and as for AC Smith, well he's stuck with the short straw. So I'm ready, we're ready as a team to go and get the job done. As for Test for the Best, may the best man win.

Saint offers his hand, Dionysus looks down at it for a few moments and then shakes it.

John Dionysus: Agreed.

With that, Dionysus walks out of the locker room leaving Saint to his own devices as we cut back to ringside.

Harvey: Welcome back to ringside. Now as well as performing so well on Overdrive, Asylum and Meltdown a number of our Megastars are known for representing APW in competitions that bring together the best of many of our rivals and affiliates.

Chase: You’re right Darren. We all know how much impact the success of the likes of Level-One has enhanced our company in the past, not to mention the great work done by C.J. Gates, Kurt Noble and Johnny Rebel, to name a few, in events held by CWC and The Experts.

Harvey: And this being the summer a whole host of APW Megastars will be representing our company in the Experts’ annual Extreme Tournament.

Chase: I’m so stoke about that.

Harvey: Well, APW also had so many do well in CWC’s big annual Ascension tournament that concluded less than two weeks ago.

Chase: Four men in the final eight – that’s impressive.

Harvey: And Kurt Noble coming so close, but valiantly falling at the semi-final stage. Well the Ascension Finale turned out to be a very successful night for APW, with Kurt Noble defeating Dan Ryan to claim third place; not to mention C.J. Gates and John Dionysus competing in a six-pack challenge match for the CWC North American Championship.

Chase: That really was a great match.

Harvey: Well, courtesy of CWC, we can show you the climax to that match right now.

Chase: Wow! Well get on with it, roll the footage.

All six competitors lie on the mat, gathering themselves together for several moments as the referee begins his count to 10. Gates is the first to his feet, and Stryfe follows shortly after. Sabra uses the ropes to assist her recovery, as do Dionysus and Cedrone. Helmsley is the last up to his feet and there is a moment of calm as the 6 of them circle each other, waiting for somebody to pounce. Helmsley flinches first and a mass free for all erupts. Gates and Helmsley tie up, Sabra goes after Stryfe and Dionysus whips Cedrone into the corner. Cedrone bounces out and Dionysus whips him into Helmsley and Gates, which Cedrone drops with a double clothesline! Sabra has Stryfe nears the ropes they topple over the top. Cedrone a bit dizzy from the whips turns around and walks straight into the Event Horizon from Dionysus! Dionysus quickly hooks the legs...

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Nathan Wisdom: The winner of this match and NEW CWC South American Champion...John Dionysus!!

Dionysus gets the title which has "North" scratched out and South written on it. He shrugs and raises the title up for the crowd to see! The crowd gives him the Brazilian national soccer cheer.

Harvey: A shock result, but a fantastic, breakthrough moment for John Dionysus.

Chase: Credit to the guy, he surprised me and I’m sure many others.

Harvey: An outside pick for Test For The Best maybe?

Chase: Nah, my money is firmly on ‘The Real Show’.

Harvey: Well I’d like to extend my congratulations to Dionysus and wish good luck to all the APW Megastars who I’m sure will do us all proud in the Extreme Tournament.

Paige: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall.

Harvey: Speaking of inter-promotional success, the next match contains two competitors who’ve had plenty of experience of that.

#SIMPLY F'N PUT!

A recorded voice comes over the loud speaker 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 PRAY THE PRICE!

The crowd has come unglued in their hatred for Rebel. He gets to the ring and pulls a camera man 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 both hands held high.

Paige: Introducing first: from Chicago, IL; weighing 234lbs; he is one half of the APW Tag Team Champions....“SIMPLY PUT” JOHNNY REBEL!

Harvey: It’s been an interesting few weeks for Johnny Rebel here on Overdrive, with one or two hints that there are cracks appearing in his relationship with The Sindicate.

Chase: What the hell are you talking about, Harv? Those guys are as tight a nun’s underwear.

“Shooting Star” by Black Stone Cherry begins to play as the fans cheer loudly. C.J. Gates quickly makes his way out of the back wearing his trademark cowboy hat and his“Go Big or Go Home” T-shirt. He bounces around at the entrance a bit before moving towards the ring, bouncing to the beat. Gates reaches the ring and slides in under the bottom rope before springing to his feet and climbing the nearest turnbuckle. He looks out at the fans before he raises his arms up in the air to a loud chorus of cheers from the fans. He climbs back down and removes his cowboy hat and carefully hands it off, before removing his t-shirt.

Paige: His opponent: from Fargo, North Dakota; weighing 215lbs...C.J. GATES!

Harvey: It’s a big night for C.J. Gates. Let’s not forget he is still scheduled to face Biggs at Test For The Best in the re-match that has been six months in the making.

Chase: I’m really stoked about that one; it’s about time C.J. got his from Biggs.

Harvey: I think there is some credibility to the belief that Biggs may not get a better chance; since losing the Undisputed Championship C.J. Gates does seem to have lost a little bit of his mojo.

Singles Match
C.J. Gates vs. Johnny Rebel

The bell sounds and the match begins with both men sizing each other, Rebel feigning a dart or two causing C.J. to throw up his defences. Each time this happens Rebel rocks back and chuckles, smoothing his hands through his hair, and throwing out a cocky quip or two.

Harvey: There is a long history of heated encounters between these two, and let’s not forget that both men headlined Rasslemania this year.

Chase: And since then Johnny Rebel has gone from strength to strength; you can’t say the same for C.J. Gates.

Finally C.J. makes a dart forward, Rebel tries to catch him with an arm lariat, but C.J. ducks and takes Rebel into a waistlock. Rebel immediately throws back an elbow repeatedly, but C.J. tucks his head against Rebel’s shoulder to stay out of range of the Rebel’s counter-attacks. Holding onto the Rebel, there is a tussle for control with C.J. trying to wrap a leg around Rebel in order to sweep him to the mat, but Rebel fights it off and tries to rip apart the grip C.J. has around his waist. In the end C.J. pushes forward and runs Rebel against the ropes, rolling backwards upon contact and quickly springing to his feet. Rebel turns but C.J. is quickly on his, leaping into the air and connecting with spinning heel kick that sends Rebel over the top rope, but the Tag Champ lands fairly securely on the apron.

Harvey: These two men, although they wrestle with vastly different styles, are so closely matched in terms of determination and desire.

Chase: Johnny Rebel will never give up, and C.J. Gates just has that knack, like an annoying fly, of never going away. It could be a single mistake that separates them.

C.J. grabs onto the top rope and calls out for some kind of slingshot move, but Rebel grabs hold of one of C.J.’s feet and keeps him grounded. With his free leg C.J. starts to stomp on the gut of Rebel and he is forced to let go of C.J. foot. The former Undisputed Champ composes himself and is about to leap when the ref steps in and tells him to back away from the ropes. C.J. complies and backs away, which allows Rebel to get to his feet and wink at the ref with a slight smirk.

Harvey: Did you just see that? That isn’t another one of those Sindicate referees, I hope.

Chase: I don’t know what you’re talking about. He’s just enforcing the rules; C.J. isn’t allowed to use the ropes to give himself an advantage.

Rebel and C.J. come together into a collar-elbow tie-up centre ring. Rebel uses his extra strength to push C.J. into a corner and then forces him into a seated position on the second rope. Rebel starts mouthing off some trash, telling anyone who will listen how he was always better than C.J. This spurs C.J. on and his drives out of the corner, forcing Rebel off so that The Sindicate man is sent sprawling into a backwards roll. Rebel gets up quickly and charges, but C.J. counters with a clothesline that takes Rebel down. C.J. bounces off the ropes and lands a spinning heel kick that again knocks Rebel down, and landing on his feet and using the momentum C.J. carries on through against the opposite ropes and runs the rising Rebel down with a running forearm. There is a big pop for C.J. who makes straight for the corner and climbs to the top turnbuckle.

Harvey: Here we go...we’re about to see some that innovative, death-defying offence C.J. Gates is so famed and loved for.

Chase: Don’t get carried away....you think Rebel is just gonna lie there and take the punishment?

Chase is right because Rebel immediately rolls out of the ring to safety as soon as he caught of glimpse of C.J. making for the top rope. C.J. looks down at Rebel and there is another exchange of words. Rebel decides he’s had enough and turns his back on C.J., making his way around the ring towards the entrance ramp. C.J. looks on, then at the crowd, and at the call of “Go Big C.J.!” from a vocal male from the front row C.J. runs across the top rope and launches off the next turnbuckle, landing on Rebel’s shoulders and taking him down with a hurricanrana.

Harvey: Wow! Have you ever seen a feat of acrobatics and balance as spectacular as that! An incredible move by C.J. Gates!

Chase: This crowd are going absolutely crazy for it!

That is the kind of energy C.J. feeds off and he gets to his feet and begins to stalk Rebel. The Sindicate man gets to his feet, C.J. springboards off the ring apron looking for a shining wizard but Rebel reads it and catches C.J. in mid air, quickly throwing him over his shoulder and onto the floor with a variation on a side suplex throw.

Harvey: Oh my! The impact on the arena floor may have done C.J. some serious damage there.

Chase: A brilliant counter by The Rebster....the match intelligence to spot that and react accordingly was world class.

Rebel gets up and the ref asks Rebel if he should start a count-out. Rebel just barks back, telling him to shut up. Rebel lifts C.J. and delivers a few stiff shots to the head before whipping him violently into the steel steps, dislodging them from the ring post. Casually Rebel walks over to C.J. and kicks him in the gut as he starts to rise. Rebel bends down and helps C.J. to his feet before delivering a headbutt that seems to send C.J. into the world where little birdies are seen singing and flying in front of your eyes. Rebel straightens out the ring steps, then drags C.J. onto them and into position.

Harvey: Oh dear Lord, I think Johnny Rebel is going to give C.J. The Putdown onto the steel steps. Don’t do it Johnny!

Chase: Business is just about to pick up.

Rebel hooks one arm, then tries to do the same with the other, but C.J. struggles and suddenly reverses with a back body drop that sends Rebel crashing to the floor. C.J. takes a moment to regather his senses, then he stands at full height, turns his back to Rebel and lets fly from the ring steps, connecting with Dropping Dow (moonsault leg drop) onto Rebel, but the impact on the arena floor also means C.J. rolls away clutching his lower back and one of his knees in pain.

Harvey: Unbelievable action here in this match. C.J. Gates once again proving that he leaves nothing in the locker room.

Chase: It looked great, Harv, but really, did C.J. need to do that? It looks like he’s done himself as much damage as he did to Rebel.

With both men down the ref now begins a count-out. Rebel is the first to start moving and rising, and on five he is up to his feet. Rebel grabs C.J. and roughly rolls him back into the ring, following in and breaking the ref’s count on eight. C.J. slowly gets to his feet but Rebel attacks from behind with a chop block to the back of the knee that topples Gates. Rebel moves quickly again, grabbing C.J.’s leg and wrap him into a figure four leg lock, all the pressure going onto the knee that took the leg drop damage and the chop block from Rebel. C.J. begins to cry out in pain immediately, sitting upright and trying to loosen the lock with his hands, but a shot to the face from Rebel knocks C.J. down and with his shoulders on the mat the ref drops quickly and begins a quick(ish) count, getting to two before C.J. sits up again. Rebel maintains this hold for a good 20-30 seconds, C.J. twice more letting his shoulders hit the mat and drawing two counts from the referee, and as it is looking like C.J. is about to type he suddenly starts to fight back, repeatedly punching Rebel in the head, and then managing to find some momentum to twist his body onto his front and therefore shifting the pressure onto Rebel’s leg.

Harvey: The switch from C.J. – he’s turned the tables on Rebel and it doesn’t look like the former Overdrive Champion is in any way comfortable.

Chase: Somebody needs to get out there and stop this – LEVEL-ONE, FELIPE DELOREN, THE DEWINTER TWINS! ANYONE!

But Chase’s pleas may be redundant because Rebel is inching his way towards the ropes and as he only has a couple of feet to go, one great lunging effort allows him to grab onto the bottom rope and forcing the ref to tell C.J. to release the hold. When untangled both men are a bit sluggish to get to their feet, Rebel using the ropes to assist him. C.J. goes on the offensive first, spinning Rebel around and about to deck him with a punch when Rebel jabs out a thumb and wedges into right into C.J.’s eye. C.J. turns away clutching his face, but Rebel grabs him quickly and drills with him a snap suplex, quickly making the cover...

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Harvey: Rebel getting the advantage there with a sly thumb to the eye, not to mention that was a bit of a quick count by our referee, but C.J. gets the shoulder up none the less.

Chase: Johnny Rebel can begin to turn the screw here.

Rebel lifts C.J. and again delivers a snap suplex, covering C.J. and getting a two count once again, demanding more urgency from the referee. Rebel lifts C.J. again and backs him into a corner, controlling him with repeated toe kicks to the midsection. Rebel lifts C.J. onto the top turnbuckle, climbs up and delivers a third sap suplex, but this one of the avalanche sort. A bit sluggishly Rebel gets back to his feet, but instead of making the cover he goes back to the turnbuckle and climbs.

Harvey: Johnny Rebel is not known for his high flying, but it seems he is determined to outdo C.J. Gates at his own game here.

Rebel throws out some taunt, then lets fly landing a top rope leg drop.

Chase: How about that! He calls that the Chicago Crux.

Harvey: And it may just give him the match....one....two...No! C.J. kicks out again.

There is a look of disbelief on Rebel’s face. He gets up and backs the referee into a corner and shouts at him “You’re not paid to make sluggish counts!” Rebel turns back toward the ring but takes a surprise step-up shining wizard to the face, C.J. sandwiching Rebel between his body, the ref and the turnbuckle. From this position C.J. wraps his legs around Rebel’s head and takes him down with a hurricanrana, then quickly back to his feet, he’s back on the top turnbuckle as the ref scurries away.

Harvey: The crowd are on their feet for C.J. Gates as he prepare to deliver the spectacular.

Chase: Give me a break!

C.J. cups his mouth and shouts “Go Big” and the crowd respond by filling in the second part of the catchphrase. However as C.J. is about to let fly ‘Spaceman’ by The Killers begins to play on the PA system.

Harvey: Good grief! What now? What business has Biggs got out here.

Chase: YES! YES! YES!

C.J.’s eyes are immediately drawn towards the ramp and he hops down in anticipation of the man that he will face at Test For The Best.

Harvey: Well, where is he?

Chase: Just shut up Harv! Biggs can come out whenever he pleases.

But there is still no sign of Biggs and C.J. maintains his focus on the ramp, although wearing a look of confusion and agitation. Suddenly there is a cry from the crowd, a warning if you like, because Stan Everdeen slides into the ring behind C.J. Gates having come through the crowd from the area behind the commentator’s table.

Harvey: It’s a damn set-up...watch out C.J.

Chase: It’s sexy time!

The music cuts and C.J. turns shaking his head with confusion. Stan Everdeen pounces and tries to decapitate C.J. with a running big boot, but C.J. spots into and ducks into a forward roll. Both men turn to face each other but C.J. strikes with a shoulder jawbreaker. C.J. then climbs to the top and hits The Gatecrasher on Stan Everdeen. The crowd pop wildly. C.J. lifts Stan Everdeen and unceremoniously tosses him over the top rope and out of the ring.

Harvey: Well, what was that all about? Do you think that was all Biggs’ doing, or was Everdeen taking matters into his own hands to try and curry favour with his mentor?

Chase: Whatever the plan was, Stan Everdeen screwed it up.

With that distraction, however, C.J. has lost all focus on Rebel who is back on his feet and catches C.J. with a surprise superkick to the side of the head.

Harvey: Is it this it? Rebel takes advantage of the distraction and makes the cover...

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Chase: I can’t believe it!

And neither can Johnny Rebel who is beating the mat furiously. He lifts C.J. and sets him up for The Putdown, but C.J. counters for the second time in the match with a back body drop. Both men are up, C.J. kicks Rebel to the gut and plants him with the Stamp of Approval (Double Arm DDT), climbs to the top rope and connects with The Gatecrasher. Hooking the legs C.J. uses all his weight to pin down Rebel’s shoulders...

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Winner: C.J. Gates

Harvey: He did it! C.J. Gates picks up a huge win ahead of Test For The Best.

C.J. gets to his feet, the ref raises his arm and he climbs to the top turnbuckle to celebrate and give the fans that photograph moment they all came for.

Chase: He got damn lucky tonight, Harv. If it wasn’t for that damn distraction from Stan Everdeen, or the innmuerate referee, Johnny Rebel would have won this match. But let me tell you, C.J. Gates won’t be so lucky at Test For The Best.

Harvey: Whining does not flatter you! But I agree C.J. Gates is going to get the fight of his life at Test For The Best....I can’t wait for that one.

CJ heads up the ramp and the cameras go to Harvey and Chase

Harvey: It's time to continue with our blast from the past as we continue to look at how everything started between C.J. Gates and Biggs.

Chase: Test for the Best and Shockwave have already been covered, and up next was the second time Biggs was screwed out of the Undisputed title, as the two men met in a ladder match at last years One Night in Hell.

Harvey: I don't know if I'd say he was screwed, but it was definitely a good match. Let's take a look.

C.J. has his hands on the Undisputed Title Belt as Biggs comes to. The challenger makes a desperate lunge at the ladder, kicking the angled ladder out of the way before tipping the ladder right over! C.J., however, is still holding onto the belt, suspended in the air! Biggs reaches up to try and pull him down, but C.J. keeps kicking at him! Biggs finally gets a hold of C.J.'s feet, and pulls him down with a ton of force! C.J. lands awkwardly on his knees, and clutches his right knee in pain as Biggs pulls him up by the head, giving him a knee to the gut to hunch him over! With C.J. in position, Biggs places his knee in the back of C.J.'s head and falls back, bringing Gates Crashing Down to Earth!

Chase: This could be the opening Biggs needs!

Rather than going for the ladder, Biggs heads over to where his Ghostbusters jumpsuit is placed at ringside, rummaging through the pocket before pulling out a pair of handcuffs! He holds the cuffs high in the air as he arrogantly walks up the ring steps, and gets back into the ring.

Harvey: Of all the low down dirty things to do! Don't tell me Biggs is going to try and use those to win the match!

Chase: Of course he's going to use them! Why else would he bring them down to the ring!?

Biggs takes the cuffs, and clasps one end to the top rope near the turnbuckle. He then reaches down to pull C.J. up, but Gates fights back, punching Biggs in the gut again and again! Biggs lets go of the handcuffs, and C.J. gives him a hard Shoulder Jawbreaker! With Biggs dazed, C.J. grabs a hold of Biggs hand, and applies the free cuff to it! The fans are on their feet, cheering for C.J. loudly as he sets the ladder back up in the middle of the ring! As Biggs comes to, he tries to make a lunge at C.J., but is stopped by the handcuffs!

Harvey: What poetic justice here tonight! Biggs tried to take a shortcut by introducing the handcuffs to the match, but he ended up paying for it, as C.J. now has a free run to the title!

Biggs begins to panic, trying desperately to break free, but to no avail! The fans are chanting “C.J! C.J!” as Gates gets to the top of the ladder, unclasps the belt, and claims his APW Undisputed Championship! DING! DING! DING!

Harvey: C.J. Gates did it! He retained the APW Undisputed Championship in one of the darnedest Ladder Matches I've ever seen!

Chase: No! No! This can't be happening!

The scene pops back to ringside where Chase can be seen shaking his head.

Chase: Biggs was screwed.

Harvey: Biggs brought the handcuffs into play that ultimately did him in, I wouldn't call that screwed.

Chase: I would.

Harvey: Regardless, these two have nearly done it all against each other, and it's easy for one to see just why these two men hate each other.

Overdrive goes to commercial.

[President Jeff]

Delikado: Just drop them wherever.

Two APW staff members proceed to set down stacks of heavy boxes onto the floor of a locker-room. The camera pulls back to reveal several more boxes like them littering the entire locker-room. Delikado stands off to the side with an opened box, revealing it to hold several bottles of champagne inside, leading us to assume the rest of the boxes hold the same contents. Delikado lifts a bottle out of the box, examines it with a small grin, and then pops the cork off swiftly.

Staff Member: The final cost of this is $68,500. You wanna pay in cash or check?

Delikado finishes drinking the bottle he’s holding dry and then looks to the questioner, cocking his eyebrow.

Delikado: You’ll get shit and like it.

The two staff members exchange looks of annoyance, but they slowly back out of the room as Delikado eyes them with hostility and general smugness. The Cuban tosses aside the empty champagne bottle, grabs another from the box, and removes the cork like before. The only difference is this time he takes a drink, examines the bottle, and then snickers as he turn the bottle upside down and pours the liquid all over the floor. Suddenly, a voice rings out off-camera.

Kurt Noble: What the hell is this…?

Delikado turns slowly to find Kurt Noble standing in the open doorway of the locker-room. Carrying his title on his shoulder, the Undisputed Champion looks a mixture of annoyed and confused at what he’s seeing before him, while Delikado maintains a quiet amusement about himself.

Delikado: Delikado got tired of his dressing room, Kurt, so he took up residence in this one. Decided he’d celebrate by ordering a few shipments of champagne.

Kurt Noble: In *my* dressing room.

Delikado: Indeed. It’s roomy. Far too roomy for you at least. It suits a Boss like Delikado’s self more. See, it displays dominance and pride in oneself, not to mention the mobility to go places, which your crippled self clearly is unable to do, what with you getting winded walking up a single flight of stairs.

Noble lightly limps into the room and extends his arms at his side with an essence of pride in himself.

Kurt Noble: I am not at all crippled to the extent you still believe me to be, Cuban.

Delikado grips a new bottle and spins it slowly by the neck, listening to the splashing of champagne inside.

Kurt Noble: Let’s see one of those bottles then. Perhaps I can show you how dominant and prideful I truly am, not to mention how mobile I can be.

Delikado: Do you think you can do that and still wrestle me, little fool?

Kurt Noble: Only one way to find out.

Delikado smirks and pauses in thought before tossing a bottle to Noble, who cleanly catches it with his free hand. Delikado holds another bottle and pops the cork off in a flash, sipping from it coolly. Noble pops his cork off after a few moments of effort, not quite as skilled at it as Deli is, but he gets the job done.

Delikado: Yes. Take a gander at the champagne inside, how it sparkles.

Noble takes a single swallow of champagne from the bottle and grimaces slightly at the taste. After smacking his lips for a few seconds, he takes a second drink, and the two opponents drink in tense silence.

Delikado: Heh-heh. Delikado can’t help but notice how this drink is shinier than your Undisputed Championship. Seems to me you don’t take care of your belt like you should; perhaps it would maintain its intended sheen in the hands of another.

Kurt Noble: And who might that be you think could hold the belt better?

Delikado: Ah, someone with ambition, someone who is the zenith of his class, an alpha predator. Not some rebel-rouser who fights when he shouldn’t. Also, a champion of the Undisputed division needs to be more carefree and willing to party, have fun with his reign, and not just be some drama-queen who stresses and pisses off the cool people. It makes enemies of them, something your record doesn’t need.

Kurt Noble: I think my record speaks for itself here, and even if you don’t take much interest in the past, maybe tonight, in the present, when I beat you…you will find I am very much an alpha predator.

Delikado: Liar. Let Delikado see—

Delikado takes a step toward Noble and swings his bottle up, colliding his bottle with Noble’s bottle. Both champagne bottles remain whole, but the ringing sound they make echoes across the room. Noble stares at Delikado with wide eyes of momentary surprise, but he quickly recovers while Delikado steps back, smiling in a provoking manner.

Delikado: Cheers.

Kurt Noble: I know what you want, but I will not be the one to start it. *You* will have to be the one to strike me, Delikado, because even at your greatest insult, *I* will not strike at you.

Delikado: You won’t, will you?

Delikado grips a new, unopened bottle and aims it in a manner so that if he were to pop the cork off, it would most likely strike Noble directly. He closes in on Noble slowly, fire burning in his eyes as he circles around the Champion, who follows his Cuban adversary every step. Noble parlays his champagne bottle away from Delikado’s, but The Boss simply returns his bottle into a dangerous position. Noble now bats the bottle away with his hand as the two men back out of the locker-room.

Kurt Noble: Surely you don’t think it’s smart to pick a fight with the Undisputed Champion just before you’re set to face him in the ring in a matter of minutes?

Delikado lowers his champagne bottle, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.

Delikado: You think Delikado’s fighting you? We’re simply screwing around in good humor, Noble.

Kurt Noble: “Humor?” The humor that sees you screwing around with me and ultimately ending up on the floor, somehow with both[/i] your legs broken…?[/color]

Delikado stops where he is and bites his tongue, a rigid look crossing his face.

Delikado: Delikado feels like that was a little cripple-bitch threatening him…

Delikado flings his bottle at Noble; however, he purposely misses and the bottle crashes into the wall behind Noble, exploding on impact. The Cuban steps forward and snaps his leg up, looking to go for the Last Call to Cuba on Noble! Yet he stops at the last moment, holding his boot directly in Noble’s face, as if to suggest just how easily he could have cracked his rival in the head. Noble just smiles and steps back, away from the leg Delikado continues to hoist in the air cockily. Both men now come face to face in the hallway.

Suddenly, Noble drops his title belt and the champagne bottle, and he lunges at Delikado’s leg, grabbing his ankle in an attempted Quixotic Lock! Delikado drops his leg and shoves Noble away, to which they both charge one another and begin to brawl more like MMA fighters than wrestlers. There is no “good humor” in any of the shots exchanged between the two as they fight through the hallway. Delikado shoves Noble onto a table, which Noble rolls over and Delikado flips over in a rage before the two carry on their quasi-hardcore fight. Delikado grins through ear to ear as he fights aggressively and Noble is taking a more calculated effort with each shot. Loud chatter is heard then as staff members and other APW wrestlers enter the scene. Noble grabs a steel chair and throws it at Delikado’s head, nearly clocking the Cuban.

Delikado: Ha-ha! Delikado can FEEL the underlying selfishness of a low-life in your attacks, Noble! Hardly even CLOSE to your surname! FACT!

Kurt Noble: Hardly selfish, hardly in any vein like you either! Even now, and even later after that bell rings and our match sees you down for the count, I will have held true to every value I’ve ever known and fought for all these years!

Delikado: Everyone sees you as a pretend choir boy with a hellish secret or two!

Amy Noble can be seen running through the crowd that has built around the two brawlers. Nobody wants to get close to breaking up this heated fight, but they aren’t about to ignore it either. Delikado and Noble grapple at each other and even headbutt! A few dribbles of blood are on the floor now, but it’s hard to tell whose blood given both men wear spots of crimson on their faces. Suddenly, Noble kicks Delikado in the knee, causing the Cuban to screech and stagger long enough for Noble to floor him and then grab both of The Boss’s legs, possibly going for the Dance with the Devil! Noble looks Delikado square in the eyes as he tries to roll him over onto his stomach.

Kurt Noble: I have no doubt the fans and the rest of APW would forgive me for it, but I have to wonder if I could even forgive *myself* for breaking you in HALF!

Delikado grins and stretches his arms out, as if to embrace the idea of Noble doing something so malicious.

Delikado: *panting* You may try, but don’t cry about when you can't succeed…BITCH!

Noble roars in violent anger as he finally rolls Delikado over, but Amy abruptly pulls Noble off Delikado and away from the fighting circle.

Amy Noble: Kurt! Kurt! Stop! You’re better than that!

Noble is almost instantly calmed, as if he’s snapped out of some sort of trance by seeing his wife. Amy turns and looks at Delikado, who is on his back now and lifting his upper body up, staring at the two.

Amy Noble: And you. I’d expect nothing less from you. Get the hell out of here while you’ve been given this second chance.

Delikado smiles while simultaneously snarling at Amy.

Delikado: *panting* Ha…ha…so you THINK Delikado’s the one who’s been reprieved here…

Amy Noble: Shut up. I honestly shouldn’t even be saving you after what you’ve put us through. Even still, this isn’t an extended release for you. There’s still the matter of your match. I suggest you go prepare for that, save the fighting for then, maybe?

Amy turns to her husband and gives him a calming pat on the shoulder.

Amy Noble: You owe yourself so much more than a street fight such as this. Am I wrong, Kurt? C’mon.

Amy begins to guide Noble away through the murmuring crowd, although the Undisputed Champion continues to glare intensely at Delikado, who maintains the same stare as he lifts himself off the floor. Delikado wipes his hands off on a wrestler’s shirt and slowly navigates the opposite way, muttering to himself as we cut to ringside

Paige: The following contest is a tag team match…..

Darkness. There is the sound of a bell being tolled. “For Whom the Bell Tolls” begins to play. The song plays for one minute and 43 seconds before the main riff of the song kicks in and John Dionysus walks from behind the curtain – it is the only ostentatious event in the whole entrance. He takes a few steps forward and soaks in the response from the crowd, rotating his arms around his body and limbering up for the in-ring action. After about ten seconds Dionysus walks towards the ring. Dionysus stops as he reaches the end of the gangway, skips on his toes for a few seconds and then slides under the bottom rope into the ring.

Harvey: John Dionysus has been looked at by some as the biggest dark horse going into Test for the Best, but I think that’s a very unfair statement. He should be looked at as one of the favorites! His impressive resume as of late speaks for itself.

Chase: A favorite? Come on… since when does beating a bunch of bottom feeders make you a favorite? He’s not even the best CHAMPION in TFTB let alone a favorite.

Paige: Introducing first…from Boston Massachusetts, the APW Xtreme Champion…JOHN DIONYSUS!

The melody of "Cold War" by Janelle Monae signals the arrival of Keaton Saint, who makes his presence known as the song begins to pick up tempo. Saint makes his way to the ring high-fiving some of the fans in the attendance before entering the ring and preparing himself for the match ahead.

Paige: His Tag team Partner from London, England. He is the Patron Saint of Professional Wrestling…..KEATON SAINT!

Harvey: After a couple unsuccessful attempts at winning the Overdrive title, Keaton seems to be back on track and is now on a path toward the Test for the Best.

Chase: I have to admit, Keaton is certainly on a roll, and he’s in great position to take this new found vigor all the way. Unfortunately he has a huge obstacle that he’s been unable to cross standing in front of him.

Paige: And their opponents….

The lights in the area quickly cut out. The fans are abuzz, and the electricity in the air is met with one lyric.

“ALL OF THE LIGHTS”

Fireworks go off in time with the bass to the song as a large, dark silhouette appears on the stage. It stands still as a statue as the music continues and the capacity crowd cheers its collective heart out.

The lights slowly come back on around the building, and only now does the big man move down the aisle. He confidently surveys the scene around him and touches the outstretched hands of fans as the chorus kicks in.

“Turn up the lights in here, baby
Extra bright, I want y'all to see this
Turn up the lights in here, baby
You know what I need
Want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the liiiiights”

Smith soaks in the admiration as he pauses just for a moment at the ringside steps. However, the multiple-time world champion quickly pops up to the apron, runs to the opposite turnbuckle, and poses atop it to more cheers from the crowd. After a few seconds, Smith pivots and jumps down to the ring, where he begins to loosen up for his upcoming match.

Paige: First… From New York City THE BIG APPLE ASSKICKER, A.C. SMITH!!!!!

Chase: Why do we have to put up with this cocky young kid who’s yet to prove himself one bit. He’s clearly “THE OTHER GUY” in this match tonight.

Harvey: He just won a grueling ladder match for the honor of being in Test for the best. How can you just overlook something like that? As far as I’m concerned, AC smith belongs just as much as everyone else..

The lights Dim down as The vocal introduction to the music is played. Blue and silver lights illuminate the Entrance way and Pyro goes off as soon as the Music kicks in. "The Real Show" Terry Marvin makes his way down the ramp jawing and messing with the fans all the way down. He rolls into the ring and poses on the turnbuckle, holding his arms out like the people should warship him. He then turns and looks at his opponents with a wary eye and then does the same to AC Smith.

Paige: His Tag Team Partner, from Las Vegas Nevada. He is the APW Overdrive Champion….TERRY MARVIN!

Chase: And here is your 2012 Test for the Best winner and FUTURE Undisputed Champion, The Real Show Terry Marvin. There has never ever been another entity coming into that event with more momentum than this man. The train will continue to roll!

Harvey: Sure, he’s certainly been impressive as of late, but sooner or later his EGO has to catch up with him. This guy is on a completely different planet and doesn’t even realize it!

TAG TEAM MATCH
Keaton Saint & John Dionysus vs. Terry Marvin & AC Smith

Both Marvin and AC argue about who’s gonna enter the ring first. Marvin keeps telling AC that it’s his role as the rookie to start things off. AC just glares at him. On the other side Keaton is in the ring and John on the outside. They share a few words and then go to High Five. Marvin tells AC to get out and rushes over to Keaton making a school boy roll up.

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Chase: Always thinking, Marvin takes advantage of Keaton Saint sleeping on the job and gets the quick cover almost ending this one quickly.

Terry gets back to his feet, sees Keaton back to his with rage in his eyes and quickly rushes over and slaps AC Smith on the shoulder and ORDERS him to get in the ring. AC shoves Terry a bit, but does get in the ring and squares off with Keaton Saint. The two lock up in the middle of the ring. After a bit of jockeying for position, they finally break the tieup, neither able to get the upper hand. They circle around each other again and tie up one more time. This time, AC gets the better leverage and backs Keaton saint into the corner. The ref is there to break it up, being especially mindful of Terry Marvin standing right there. Finally, AC throws his hands up and allows the ref to back him up but Terry grabs the head of Keaton Saint and drops off the apron, whipping Keaton’s neck across the top rope. As he stumbles back he gets taken down with a hard boot to the face and the fans boo loudly at Terry’s antics.

Harvey: Well that didn’t take long at all! Terry once again stooping to underhanded tactis in this match.

Chase: You call that underhanded, but I call it the smartest thing he could have possibly done. Terry was surely stuck with the weak link as his partner here and he’s gotta pull every advantage he can.

AC Smith pulls Keaton to his feet, scoops him up and slams him hard on the mat in the middle of the ring. He stomps away at Keaton’s chest and shoulders. He sits him up and locks him in a chin lock! John slaps the turnbuckle and tries to get some life out of Keaton Saint. Keaton begins to break out of it and AC kicks him hard in the middle of the back. He pulls him to his feet and wrenches the arm. He tags in Marvin who springboards over the top rope grabs Keaton’s arm on the way down and hits him with a single arm DDT, laying him out flat in the ring. Terry makes a quick cover.

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Chase: Look at the team work these two are displaying right now. We certainly expected it out of Keaton and John, but this is a pleasant surprise.

Marvin pulls Saint to his feet and hooks him for a side effect. Keaton elbows him in the head and breaks out of the hold and then nails him in the face with a standing drop kick. Terry stumbles back against the ropes and tries to shake off the cobwebs. Keaton is right there capitalizing with a series of knife edge chops. He whips Terry into the ropes but Terry counters and whips Keaton instead. Terry lowers his shoulder for a back body drop, but Keaton Grabs Terry’s head instead and drops with a DDT! He rolls Terry over for a cover.

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Harvey: Saint ever so close to getting that elusive victory over Marvin.

Keaton steps over and tags in John Dionysus for a well deserved rest. John comes at Marvin who hops to his corner and makes a desperate tag to AC Smith! AC enters the ring and stares down at John Dionysus. They lock up in the middle of the ring. AC shoves him into the corner. John ducks under a hard forearm and turns AC’s back to the turnbuckle. John throws a few hard rights and lefts into the gut of AC Smith followed by one huge upper cut that drops AC Smith to his ass. He is seated in the corner now and John takes a few steps back before charging hard and crashing knee first into AC Smith’s head. He backs up and charges again, nailing Smith. He pulls a stumbling Smith to his feet and takes him down with a Fireman’s carry takeover.

Harvey: Finally Dionysus sees his first real action in this match and is taking it hard to AC Smith!

Chase: Marvin is screaming at AC and telling him to get his ass up.

He runs and takes a knee drop to the head of AC Smith as he struggles to get to his feet. He pulls AC up and hooks him with a hammerlock. He holds it in and steps in front of Smith and hits a DEVIL LOCK DDT! He makes the cover.

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Marvin drops an elbow and another on John before getting tossed out of the ring by the referee. Terry screams for AC to get to his feet, and eventually he does. Both John and AC get up at almost the exact same time. AC goes to make the tag but…. MARVIN HOPS DOWN FROM THE APRON! He makes his way to the announce table.

Harvey: What is Terry doing? He’s leaving AC Smith in there for dead.

Chase: he’s simply trying to turn the kid into a self sufficient wrestler. And now he’s coming to join us and what a pleasure it is!

AC stands there in shock and holds his arms out looking for an explanation. John Dionysus catches him from behind and takes him down with a chicken wing takedown. Meanwhile, Marvin takes the headset at the announce table.

Chase: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the Overdrive Champion… Terry Marvin!

Terry: Thanks Chase. One hell of a match we’ve got on our hands isn’t it?

Harvey: Yes, a match you’re actually a PARTICIPANT in. What the hell are you doing over here.

Terry: I figure since I was interrupted earlier, these fans deserved to hear my beautiful voice. Besides, AC is doing GREAT in there. He’s going to come out the winner remember? Let’s see what this punk ass can do.

Back in the ring, Dionysus has royally beat down AC Smith and drags him in the corner to tag in Keaton Saint. Keaton comes in with a head of fire. He hits European Uppercut after European Uppercut on AC Smith. AC looks extremely staggered and wobbly.

Terry: Really? This guy thinks he can win Test for the Best? He can’t even handle Keaton Saint.

Keaton pulls him out and hits a Belly to Belly suplex. Tossing AC across the ring and he lands HARD and almost rolls right out of the ring, but is blocked by the steel post in the corner. Keaton pulls him back up and to the center of the ring. He scoops him on his shoulders and hits a Samoan Drop! He then tags in John Dionysus…but goes back to AC and locks in the Keaton clutch.

Harvey: Uh Oh! Keaton Clutch.

Terry: Of course! Looks like God’s Gift to Wrestling needs to save the day again.

Terry tosses off the headset and walks toward the ring, but John Dionysus is already there and bounces off the ropes hitting a HUGE baseball slide into the face of AC Smith while still in the Keaton Clutch. Keaton rolls out of the ring and John makes the cover.

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Marvin grabs John’s leg and pulls him out of the ring and drops him with an inverted DDT on the outside. Keaton rushes over and grabs Terry who rakes him in the eyes before dropping to his knees and nailing him with a low blow. He rolls John into the ring and follows him in. The ref begins to count on Marvin telling him he needs to get out. Marvin drags Smith to his corner, steps out and tags himself in before rolling Smith to the outside.

Chase: And NOW we’re about to see what I’ve been waiting for all match. We’re about to see Terry Marvin take total control of this match!

Terry stomps away at John Dionysus before pulling him up to his feet and nailing a Side Effect. He rolls him over for a cover.
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He pulls John up again and shoves him into the ropes. He grabs John as he comes back and hits him with a sidewalk slam. He kicks on John’s arm before locking him into an armbar…trying to hyper extend the shoulder and elbow. John manages to reach the ropes breaking the hold. Terry drags him off the ropes and pulls him to his feet. He throws some elbows in his lower back and then hooks him with the YOUR CANCELLED! Instead of going for the cover, he heads to the top rope. He climbs it slowly, stands on top and JUMPS OFF WITH A CORKSCREW MOONSAULT! JOHN ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY and Terry crashes to the mat!

Chase: What the hell was that? Terry took a HUGE risk there. That’s not like him!

Harvey: Obviously, Terry grows tired of this match and tried to put it away right there.

Terry gets to his feet at the same time as John. John makes the hot tag to Keaton Saint and Marvin runs to AC smith looking for the tag. AC doesn’t tag Marvin! He pulls his hand back!

Chase: What is that cheater doing?

Harvey: Turnabout is fair play!

Marvin holds his hand out again and AC shakes his. Marvin takes a swing at AC and he just backs off and laughs at him. Marvin then spits in AC’s face causing him to smack Marvin in the face. Terry just smiles until he is grabbed by Keaton Saint who hooks him with a Paragon DDT and holds in the neck lock. Marvin taps out immediately and Keaton rolls off and holds his arms out. The ref is there and tells him no! He tells him AC Smith TAGGED in!


Harvey: Come on! Marvin Tapped!

Chase: but he clearly wasn’t the legal man. AC smacked him and therefore tagged himself in.

Keaton turns right into a running Lariat by AC. Smith follows up with another and aonther. He then grabs a rising Saint and hits him with a powerslam! He then pulls him back up kicks him in the gut and Powerbombs him in the middle of the ring. He makes the cover..

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John goes right back to the outside as AC Smith sets up in the corner then rushes and SPEARS Keaton Down Hard! He pulls him up to his feet and GOES FOR THE POLICE LINEUP! He hooks Saint in a dragon Sleeper and throws hard forearms to his chest followed by an elbow smash and Saint is down!

Harvey: Despite their differences, Terry and AC are in complete control of this match.

Chase: Thanks LARGELY to the brains of Terry Marvin of course!

AC lets out a scream as he stalks Keaton Saint. He pulls him to his feet and calls for the Big Apple Asskicker. He lifts Keaton high above his head and drops him… but Keaton lands on his feet and bounces off the ropes. AC does the some on the other side! The fly at each other and collide in the middle of the ring HEAD FIRST! Both men go down. The ref checks on them and it seems that AC Smith got the worse end of the deal as his nose begins to bleed! The ref counts.

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Keaton manages to get to his feet. Terry sees this and enters the ring only to be stopped by the referee who has his back turned to Keaton and John. Keaton makes the hot tag before falling to the mat and John comes rushing in. Terry points it to the referee and The ref pushes John out of the ring saying he didn’t see the TAG! Marvin Grabs Saint behind his back and lays him out with a Side Effect.

Harvey: AGAIN marvin pulls a fast one on the referee, bending the rules to his will.

Chase: AGAIN Marvin has some quick thinking and outsmarts his much stupider opponents.

Marvin watches as AC smith pulls himself up and makes the blind tag to him and enters the ring. AC takes offense and shoves Marvin. Marvin Shoves AC right back and causes Smith to charge at Marvin and take him down with hard lefts and rights. He pulls Marvin back to his feet, and this allows Saint to make a REAL hot tag to John Dionysus. John charges right at Marvin who steps aside sending Dionysus into smith which knocks AC out of the ring. Marvin grabs John from behind and prepares for the Whiplash! But John rolls out of it, and here comes AC Smith again tackeling Dionysus. Saint comes in as well and goes after Marvin.

Harvey: ALL HELL has broken loose in this match as all four men are in the ring and beating the hell out of each other. .

Chase: The referee is powerless as he just gets shoved off everytime he tries to interject. They better be careful before this match gets thrown out!

AC Smith hits a GERMAN Suplex on John Dionysus.

As he rises, he’s grabbed by Keaton Saint who hits a German Suplex of his own.

He holds on and tries for another, but Marvin is there and Grabs Keaton as he Tries to suplex Smith and HITS A GERMAN ON KEATON AS KEATON HITS A GERMAN ON SMITH!

Marvin then grabs a rising Dionysus and goes for a northern lights….but John counters out of it and hits a EVENT HORIZON!

Harvey: John just dropped Terry with the Event Horizon! This match could be over.

AC Smith runs in and Grabs John Dionysus. John and AC battle it out as Saint gets to his feet. AC shoves John into the ropes, but Dionysus explodes back at AC. Smith ducks a clothesline and sends John right into Keaton Saint. John takes Keaton down hard. John helps his partner up but Keaton smacks him in the face!

Chase: FINALLY! Dissention in the ranks!

John shoves Keaton who bounces off the ropes and shoves John Hard right into a waiting AC Smith who hoists him up and HITS THE BIG APPLE ASSKICKER! The gorilla press connects and AC runs to the ropes going for a big splash. But Keaton is there and HITS A PARAGON BACKBREAKER!

Harvey: OH MY GOD! Keaton just put an exclamation point on this match right there.

But before Keaton can make the cover, Marvin is there…kicks Keaton and HITS HIM WITH A WHIPLASH! Marvin turns him over and makes the cover. The confused referee has no idea who should be legal but decides to make the pin count anyways.

Chase: YES YES! It’s Over!

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John Dionysus pulls Marvin off of Keaton and to the outside at the very last second! The two begin brawling emphatically all over the outside!

Chase: NO! Where did he come from!

Harvey: No doubt that John just saved the match for his team, but this match has gotten completely out of control! I’m not really sure who the legal man is anymore!

Chase: I don’t think the referee does either…nor does he really care it seems. He is really letting these four just battle it out.

Terry and Dionysus continue to battle it out on the outside. John charges for a clothesline but Marvin counters by ducking under and then chop blocking the knee of Dionysus.

Chase: John and Terry CONTINUE to beat the hell out of each other on the outside of that ring.

Inside the ring, Keaton and Smith get to their feet. AC scoops Keaton for a body slam but Keaton rolls behind it, spins Smith around, hooks him and DROPS HIM with a stalling Fisherman DDT! Keaton is slow to get up after the punishment dealt out in this match. But he sees Smith down and the fans cheer as he quickly makes his way to him and begins to apply the KEATON CLUTCH!

Harvey: KEATON CLUTCH! If he locks this in, the match may very well be over!

Chase: Terry’s not gonna let that happen!

Marvin quickly hops up on the apron and begins screaming at Keaton who drops the hold and quickly rushes at Marvin with a huge right hand. Marvin ducks under it and goes to grab Saint, but before he can, Dionysus pulls Marvin off the apron HARD! Keaton then turns around and right into the waiting arms of AC Smith who lifts him up and drops him with a Big Apple Slam!

Harvey: MY GOD! Big Apple Slam right in the center of that ring. Can AC Smith pull the biggest upset of his APW career right here?

AC Smith quickly makes the cover on Keaton Saint.

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WINNER:AC Smith and Terry Marvin via Pinfall.

Chase: WHAT!!! Unbeleivable

Paige: Winners of this match, by Pinfall…..the team of Terry Marvin and A.C SMITH!!!!

Harvey: AC SMITH just made a HUGE statement there and announced to all of APW that the TEST FOR THE BEST is not out of his reach!

Chase: But don’t forget who the HUGE assist goes to there. It was Marvin that distracted Saint, once again getting one over on his Nemesis.

AC saint celebrates his hard earned victory in the middle of that ring, exhausted from one hell of a contest. Terry Marvin rolls in the ring and claps his hands together for AC smith and pats him on the back, acknowledging his big accomplishment. AC is weary, but eventually allows Marvin to raise his hand in victory. Just then, Marvin kicks AC in the gut and drops him with a HUGE Whiplash! The crowd boos and jeers at Marvin loudly!

Chase: AHAHAHAHA! What the hell was AC thinking? Marvin said he was going to stab him in the back. Everyone said Marvin was going to stab him in the back. AC let his guard down and paid the price.

Harvey: This is disgusting! AC just fought his heart and soul out and Marvin is raining all over his parade. And he’s not finished yet!

Marvin laughs loudly as he stalks AC Smith who lays there writhing in pain in the middle of the ring. Marvin strikes like a snake in waiting and locks in the SHOWS OVER Crossface, pulling back hard on AC trying to injure him further. But just as he gets it locked in, Keaton Saint gets to his feet. Marvin sees this and immediately breaks the hold. He turns to run but is caught by a huge roundhouse kick to the head by John Dionysus. The crowd cheers loudly as Terry is down in the ring with John and Keaton hovering over him.

Chase: QUICK! Somebody get him the hell out of there!

Dionysus approaches Marvin to finish him off, but his shoulder is caught by Keaton Saint with rage burning in his eyes. Keaton shoves John off and goes after Marvin himself. But John takes exception to this and gets in Keaton’s face. He screams something at him and shoves him back hard. Keaton retaliates with a hard shove of his own. Marvin takes this opertunity to roll out of the ring and scamper up the ramp with a huge smile on his face. Just as John and Keaton are about to come to blows they see Marvin escaping and both fume.

Chase: They both got greedy, both wanting a bit of revenge on the Overdrive champion and clear favorite going into TFTB.

On the outside, AC Smith has gotten to his feet and has his hand raised in victor by the referee. He smiles and points at the banner hanging from the rafters… The one that reads “TEST FOR THE BEST”

In the ring, Keaton and John both see this, and both look at the Banner. Their eyes lock again as each raises a hand and points to the banner.

Marvin smiles at the entrance area and looks up at the banner. He raises one hand to point at it and slaps his chest screaming “IT’S MINE!”

Harvey: And THAT is what this is all about Chase. In a couple weeks time, these four men will join four others from asylum and one wildcard from Meltdown with a shot at one of the most prestigious crowns on the line.

AC Smith rolls in the ring now to stand with Keaton and John. All three men stare at each other uneasily and then look down the ramp to stare at Terry Marvin. Who just smiles and exits the ringside area leaving the three men in the ring as we go to to Harvey and Chase.


Harvey: All night, folks, we've been looking back on the epic rivalry between C.J. Gates and Biggs last year! Things came to a head at last year's Christmas Chaos, as the two faced off in a 60-Minute Iron Man Match!

Chase: I don't like your choice of words there, Harvey, saying things “came to a head.”

Harvey: This was an absolutely breath-taking match! At the end of the 60-minute time period, they were tied at three falls apiece! Let's pick it up from there!

The video package picks up at the point where the bell rings for the Five-Minute Sudden Death Period.

Both men are clearly exhausted, but go at it in the middle of the ring, trading fists with speed and force unbecoming of two men who've been fighting for an hour already! They eventually fight their way to the ropes closest to the ramp, and Biggs gives C.J. a hard punch to the gut that gives him the chance to place C.J.'s back into the ropes! The ref begins the five count, as Biggs unloads with a series of chops to the chest of his opponent, backing up on four so as not to draw the DQ. 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!

At this point, the video goes into slow motion, and shows Biggs' face hitting the ramp three times from three different camera angles! After the third shot, it picks back up to normal speed.

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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Winner: C.J. Gates


Harvey: C.J. did it! C.J. Gates has defeated Biggs in this Iron-Man Match to retain the APW Undisputed Championship! What a match! What a way to end the year for APW!

Chase: Biggs had this one won, but C.J.'s timely counter to the Bigg Time was the deciding factor!

The ref raises C.J.'s arm as “Shooting Star” begins to play and red and green confetti begins to fall from the ceiling!

Ferrari: Here is your winner, and still APW Undisputed Champion, C.J. Gates!

The ref hands C.J. his title belt as confetti continues to fall! A medical team has rushed out to check on Biggs, who's having trouble even sitting up on his own power. C.J. mounts the near turnbuckle, raising his title belt high in celebration!

The camera switches to Harvey and Chase at ringside.

Harvey: It was at the conclusion of the match that Biggs suffered his career threatening concussion that has sidelined him for six-months. C.J. Gates went on to hold the title until the Main Event of RassleMania, where he dropped the belt to Kurt Noble in a Fatal-Fourway Match!

Chase: C.J. Gates is responsible for Biggs' career being put on hold, and at Test for the Best, he'll get his revenge!

Harvey: I think the video just showed that it was clearly an accident! C.J. Gates is not the kind of guy who would intentionally injure his opponents!

The camera cuts backstage, where Biggs is seen walking down the hall with “Stunning” Stan Everdeen behind him.

Harvey: Biggs is making his way out the ring! We'll get to hear from him after the break!

APW Overdrive cuts to commercial.

[President Jeff]

The arena lights fade to black as “Spaceman” blares over the loudspeakers. Blue laser lights shoot from the stage as strobe lights flash about the arena. Biggs enters to a chorus of boos, accompanied by his bodyguard, "Stunning" Stan Everdeen, and flashes his trademark smirk before making his way down the ramp to the ring.

Paige: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome at this time Biggs!

Harvey: Biggs is understandibly getting a very negative reaction here tonight, especially do to his primadona behavior last week! He was scheduled to be a part of the Six-Man Tag Main Event, but he had “Stunning” Stan step in for him instead!

Chase: Sure, Stan subbed in for Biggs, but he won the match!

Biggs mocks the fans as he heads towards the ring, and once he reaches it, he slingshots himself over the top rope, and raises his hands up, index fingers pointed upwards, prompting blue fireworks to shoot from the turnbuckles. Biggs calls for a mic as the fans continue to boo. He waits for them to die down a bit before beginning to speak.

Biggs: Ladies and gentlemen, last week, you saw my associate “Stunning” Stan Everdeen sub in for me in the Main Event, and pick up the victory! I stand here tonight to say that I do not regret my decision one bit, because even though I would have achieved just the same results, the fact of the matter is that the Philadelphia crowd last week did not deserve to see me wrestle, just as you people here tonight do not deserve to see me wrestle!

The draws even bigger jeers from the crowd, and a loud “YOU'RE A CHICKEN! Buck, Buck, Buckbuckbuck!” chant gets going. Biggs just chuckles to himself, while Stan adjusts his bow tie.

Biggs: I am not a chicken, because I'm not even scheduled to compete here tonight! The fact of the matter is that I am so big of a star, so great of a wrestler, that my glorious return could only happen on pay per view! And will happen on Sunday, July 8th, at Test for the Best!

All of a sudden, the arena lights go purple, and Depeche Mode's “Enjoy the Silence” hits the speakers! Biggs' wife Ellie hits the stage, and she has a very concerned look on her face, as well as a mic in hand!

Harvey: Last week, we saw Ellie plead with C.J. Gates to cancel the match, telling C.J. that Biggs was lying about being cleared to compete. One thing we cannot be sure of though, is if she was telling C.J. the truth!

Chase: I hope she's the one that's lying! Biggs has to come back! It's been far too long since we've seen him in action!

Ellie makes her way down to the ramp, while Biggs just glares at her angrily. As she reaches the ring, Biggs motions for Stan to hold the ropes open for her, and he obliges. Ellie begins to speak almost immediately.

Ellie: Biggs, you've got to call of the match with C.J.! You're not well! You still are concussed!

Biggs: Sweetie, I know why you are here, and quite frankly, I'd appreciate it if we could just deal with your delusions in private! I have been medically cleared to compete by not one, but two doctors, both of which President Jeff has signed notes from. Now you just march your pretty little self back to the back, and let me deal with my business. This does not concern you!

Ellie just stands there, looking at her husband with a look of hurt on her face. Biggs' tone gets progressively harsher.

Biggs: I told you to leave this ring, Ellie! I am your husband, you should do what I say! We will discuss your concerns in private! Now get out of this ring!

Ellie: No! I care too much about you to let you go through with this match at Test for the Best! The last two times you've gotten in the ring with C.J. Gates, you have suffered serious concussions! They say that after you've had a concussion, you're at a greater risk to suffer further concussions! I don't want to think what would happen to you if you had another! I've already begin to notice things have changed about you. Little things maybe, but how sometimes at breakfast, you seem to forget where you are, or how we'll be running an errand, and you'll forget why we went where we did in the first place. Or the one that scares me the most, how sometimes, it feels like you're looking right at me, and you don't know who I am!

Biggs has his arms crossed as his wife pours her heart out on national television.

Ellie: I don't want you fighting C.J., because I don't want you to get worse! How many concussions have you had in your wrestling career!? I know the answer, but I want you to tell the truth to all these people, who don't know how bad it's really been!

Biggs just shakes his head and scoffs as he replies curtly.

Biggs: Two. I have had two, both at the hands of C.J. Gates! And that is why, at Test for the Best, I have to take this match, Ellie, because of everything he's taken away from me these past six months, I have to make him pay. It's not a matter of wanting to go through with this match, Ellie, it's a matter of having to!

Ellie: You're lying! You're lying about how many concussions you've had! I know that you've had at least five! You had the one in GWE, and two in AWE, earlier in your career! You were lucky for many years, after coming back from those injuries, but now, one bad shot to the head, and your life as you know it, as we know it, would change forever! I don't want to see that happen.

Biggs: Ellie, you are exactgerating. Plain and simple. Also, I don't like the fact that you're deciding to bring this up while we're on television. Surely, the world doesn't need to see one of our fights, Ellie. It's quite frankly embarassing.

All of a sudden, Biggs' face lights up, as though he just had an “a-ha” moment.

Biggs: Wait a second, I now realize what this is all about! You don't want me to fight C.J. at Test for the Best, because you have taken a shine on him! Don't think I didn't see that little peck on the cheek you gave him last week, Ellie! You don't want me to hurt him! You don't want me to injure your new pal! I should have realized this from the get-go, Ellie! This is exactly the reason why I have not taken you on the road with me for the longest time, because if things continue at this rate, you'll end up doing with C.J. the same exact thing you did with Chris Cyrus!

Biggs turns towards the camera, and talks in a mocking tone.

Biggs: For those of you who don't remember Chris Cyrus, he was my former Tag Team partner, whom Ellie put the moves on while we were engaged!

Ellie is shaking her head no, trying to get a word in edgewise. Biggs won't let her, though.

Biggs: You're the one who wanted to do this in public, sweetie, so we're going to do this in public!

Suddenly, Biggs begins screaming at her.

Biggs: You hussy! You loose moralled tramp! If you think for a second that I'm going to let you make a fool of me again, if you think that I'm going to just roll over and let you cheat on me again, after I forgave you, than you are sorely mistaken! You need to quit your lying, and I don't mean just about whether I'm cleared to compete or not. Are you attracted to C.J. Gates!?

Tears are welling up in Ellie's eyes.

Ellie: No, no I'm not! I just gave him a kiss on the cheek to try and get him to call the match off! I meant nothing by it!

Biggs: I don't belive you. Now tell me again, are you attracted to C.J. Gates?! Be honest, or so help me...

Harvey: This is getting uncomfortable real quick! What right does Biggs have to treat his wife like this, especially here!?

Before Ellie can answer, Black Stone Cherry's “Shooting Star” hits the speakers, and C.J. Gates comes rushing down the ramp. He slides in the ring real quickly, and steps in between Biggs and his wife, taking the mic from Ellie.

C.J. Gates: I couldn't stand back anymore, Biggs. I couldn't stand back there and let you yell at this poor, innocent woman in front of all of these people. What did she ever do to you to deserve it? Showed that she cared? Wanted her husband home safe and not as a vegetable? If that's the case, then save your arguments for the bedroom because I know that the people of Cleveland don't want to hear it.

Gates pauses as the fans cheer the cheap hometown pop.

C.J. Gates: Then again, I wouldn't expect anything less of you, Biggs. You always enjoyed making people smaller then you feel like shit. You always enjoyed making others cry, especially when you knew they couldn't do anything about it. Truth be told, Biggs, you're nothing but a coward, doing all that you can to make yourself feel like a champion by belittling everyone you know can't fight back. I'll even take it one step farther. Do I believe Ellie when she says you aren't cleared for competition? Not fully, since anyone associated with you can't be trusted, but let's say she is telling the truth. If she is, then last week, was nothing more than you running from another fight that you knew you wouldn't do a good job in. Who knows, maybe the real fighter between you and Stan is the Stunning One himself. At least he went into that match and showed himself as a valiant competitor, unlike you, you coward.

The fans cheer as Biggs shakes his head, his face fuming with anger.

C.J. Gates: Though when it all comes down to it, Biggs, it all comes back to you and I, doesn't it? Everything that has happened can be narrowed down to Biggs versus C.J. Gates. Which is exactly what we will see at Test for the Best. Cleared or not, I'm fine with letting this match happen either way. I'm fine with fighting you no matter what. You said so yourself, this match is six months in the making, so why wait another month.

Gates lowers the microphone and locks eyes with Biggs, staring him down. After a few short moments, Biggs takes a step back so that Stan is ahead of him, and Gates simply smirks.

C.J. Gates: Test for the Best, we'll see who the best really is. But I have a feeling that you might not like the outcome.

"Shooting Star" by Black Stone Cherry begins to play as Gates, still smirking, drops the microphone and exits the ring, making his way up, but always keeping his eyes on the ring. He stops at the top of the ramp and raises his arms, bringing about cheers from the fans.

Harvey: I'd wager to say that the fans already have an opinion on who the best is.

Chase: They're wrong. They just don't see it yet because Biggs has been out of action so long!

Gates begins to head to the back as Biggs shakes his head,and Ellie begins to leave as well. All of a sudden, Slayer's “Raining Blood” hits the speakers, and President Jeff steps out onto the stage with a mic in hand. Biggs gets even more pissed off in the ring, while C.J. just looks at Jeff with a faux-confused smirk on his face.

President Jeff: Biggs, your behavior tonight has been nothing short of deplorable! As for the fact whether you are cleared to compete or not, considering that I do have “two doctors' notes,” whether they are forged as your wife claims, or not, you will be competing on Sunday, July 8th, at Test for the Best! There will be no substitutions with your friend, “Stunning” Stan Everdeen, in fact, he will be banned from ringside!

Stan and Biggs throw a coniption fit in the ring, while C.J. nods his head in approval.

Biggs: You're showing bias, Jeff! This is an outrage! He's my bodyguard for crying out loud!

President Jeff: Furthermore, Biggs, I think you might want to consider aplogizing to your wife, because I am officially naming Ellie the special guest referee for your match with C.J. Gates!

The fans errupt into cheers at this point, and a forced smile comes across the face of Ellie. Biggs continues to throw a temper tantrum in the ring, kicking the bottom ropes!

Harvey: What an announcement from President Jeff! No matter what, we will be seeing Biggs versus C.J. Gates, and it will be with Ellie as the special guest referee!

Chase: Buy her chocolates, Biggs! Lots and lots of chocolates! He has some sucking up to do before the match!

Harvey: I don't think there's enough sucking up in the world to help Biggs get back on Ellie's good side after how he treated her tonight!

President Jeff waves to the crowd before exiting the arena, while C.J. and Biggs both look towards Ellie on the ramp. C.J. is all smiles, while Biggs is absolutely fuming.

Harvey: Folks, you will not want to miss Test for the Best when these two go at it!

Chase: That's for sure!

APW Overdrive fades to a commercial break.

[President Jeff]

Harvey: Ladies and gentlemen, we are only 18 days away from Test for the Best, live on pay per view! We have an absolutely stacked night of action that you won't want to miss!

The screen transitions to a light blue background, with portraits of Michael Callahan and Calvin Ingram, with a graphic of the Pro-Life Championship at the bottom of the screen while rock 'n roll music blares.

Harvey: APW Pro-Life Champion Michael Callahan cost Calvin Ingram a chance at advancing in Test for the Best by interfering in the Second Chance First Blood Battle Royale, this past Sunday on Asylum, and now the Wrestling Representative must put his Pro-Life Title on the line!

Chase: Callahan may have cost Ingram his chance at earning a shot at the APW World Heavyweight Championship, but Ingram hopes to cost Callahan his title at Test for the Best!

The screen flashes, showing C.J. Gates and Biggs on the screen, with Ellie in between the two of them!

Chase: All night, we've been looking back at the match that has been six-months in the making, as Biggs looks to get revenge on C.J. Gates for putting him out of action all the way back at Christmas Chaos!

Harvey: However, that task may have been made even harder for Biggs to accomplish, because his scorned wife Ellie has been named the Special Guest Referee! Considering the way Biggs has been treating her these past couple of weeks, there's no doubt that she's probably favoring C.J. right about now!

The screen flashes once more, showing Evan Envi and Carmen Rivera with a graphic of the North American Title shown at the bottom of the screen.

Harvey: Courtesy of the Meltdown brand, we get to witness the exciting match up between APW North American Champion Evan Envi and the challenger, Carmen Rivera! The question coming out of this week's Meltdown is what role, if any, will Yarmouth play in all this!?

Chase: The show ended with Yarmouth dragging an unconscious Rivera and placing her arm over the chest of a knocked out Evan Envi. If we see that sight 18 days from now, there will be a new North American Champion!

Another flash, this time transitioning to Jason Kash and Anthony Bailey, with a graphic of the APW World Heavyweight Championship at the bottom of the screen.

Chase: Earlier tonight, President Jeff chastised APW Asylum General Manager Reginald Schmidt for booking this contest as a Steel Cage Match, despite the fact that we've already seen numerous cage matches in APW this year. The two of them put their heads together, and decided the best way to prevent the Traditional Restoration Initiative from interfering in this match was to surround the ring with APW Mega Stars, making this a Lumberjack Match!

Harvey: Jason Kash and Anthony Bailey had a highly competitive Heavyweight Championship Match earlier this month, and they look to find out who the better man truly is at Test for the Best!

The screen flashes again, and graphics of the APW Tag Team Titles are shown below the portraits of Level-One, Johnny Rebel, Kurt Noble and Chris Hart!

Harvey: The Sindicate, Level-One and Johnny Rebel, have been on an absolute tear since joining together a little under two months ago! APW Undisputed Champion Kurt Noble and good friend Chris Hart look to knock them out of their winning ways, as well as try to take the APW Tag Team Titles from them on pay per view!

Chase: I don't think there's a team in APW today that can defeat the Sindicate, but if anybody has a chance, it's got to be Noble Hart!

The screen flashes one last time, and all nine participants of the Test for the Best Tournament are shown.

Harvey: And finally, the whole reason for the pay per view itself, the Test for the Best Tournament! This year, we had arguably the largest field of contestants ever, with 16 members of the Overdrive roster, 16 members of the Asylum roster, and 12 members of the Meltdown roster all competing for a shot to become the #1 Contender for their respective brand's title! We're now down to 9 competitors, who continue on in the single elimination tournament that culminates at Test for the Best!

Chase: Keaton Saint, John Dionysus, Terry Marvin, AC Smith, Sally Talfourd, Chaz Dillinger, Johnny Knuckles, Mike Morrison and Steve Stryker all have a chance to make history 18 days from now at the United Center in Chicago!

The camera switches back to Darren Harvey and Johnny Chase at ringside.

Harvey: Ladies and gentlemen, you will not want to miss APW Test for the Best! With 12 action packed matches, seven of them part of the Test for the Best tournament, this night will be packed!

Chase: It'll be live from the United Center in Chicago, Illinois, don't you dare miss it!


The camera view returns to the ring, where Paige is standing with a microphone in hand.

Paige: The following match-up is the Main Event, a non-title singles match scheduled for one-fall!

”This just in: Wrestling is finally COOL again. Delikado…IS…HEEEEEEERE!”

With this epically deep-throated narration, a nuclear explosion is heard going off as Delikado walks out and stands in place just a few inches from the curtain. As “Hurricane 2000” by Scorpions starts playing, the Cuban looks out to the ring and points to it with his left index finger before holding out his open right hand and slowly clenching it into a fist of pain--for everyone else. Mister Cuba begins walking until he is at the outside of the ring. He looks at another camera, raising an eyebrow, and fakes a punch to it before jumping up and standing on the side of the ring with his hands on the ropes. Entering the ring, Delikado now waits for the match to start as he lazily leans over the top rope and stares out at the crowd, a highly amused smirk of superiority on his face.

Paige: Introducing first, weighing in at 169 pounds, and hailing from Pinar del Rio, Cuba…. Delikado!

The lights in the arena shut off, as the chorus to "Labrinth" blasts through the speakers. After a few moments, out steps Kurt Noble, eliciting a huge cheer from the crowd! Noble raises the APW Undisputed Championship into the air, and begins to limp down to the ring. Upon reaching it, Noble slowly walks up the stairs to the ring. He enters the ring, and climbs up on the turnbuckle, posing with the Undisputed title in the air as the cameras go off. Noble moves off it, as the lights return to normal and the music dies down.

Paige: And his opponent, weighing in at 235 pounds and hailing from Orlando, Florida… he is the APW Undisputed Champion… Kurt Noble!

Non-Tile Main Event Match
Delikado vs. Kurt Noble

The bell rings as both Delikado and Noble staring off, both men looking amused as their fifth singles match ever begins. They begin to circle about the ring, before locking up, pushing against one another. Noble has the obvious strength advantage, and pushes Delikado into a corner…but backs away when Delikado tries to stomp on his foot! Noble snarls as Delikado leans against the ropes, enjoying every moment…but doesn’t rest long as Noble shoves him! Delikado shoves Noble back, dissolving any goodwill between the two men as they begin to circle again!

Harvey: I wish I could say that these two old “friends” respect one another, but with the shoves right there, I’m really not certain of that…

Chase: Noble’s mad that Delikado’s got him all figured out! Don’t you see those Noble tears streaming down his face!

The two men lock-up again, but Noble regains control by locking Delikado in a head-lock! Delikado backs them up against the ropes, and when Noble rebounds off the push, he knocks down the smaller Delikado with a shoulder-thrust! However, Delikado quickly kips up, and when Noble bounces off the ropes, Delikado takes Noble down with a dropick! Noble’s up quickly, but a hip toss sends the Undisputed Champion down yet again! Noble’s slow to recover, prompting Delikado to yell “You seem some of what I got!” Noble gets up, staring at Delikado who mimes taking a bottle of pills!

Noble moves in, but Delikado sidesteps and Noble bounces off the ropes. Delikado ducks a clothesline, and when Noble returns, Delikado goes for a low dropkick to Noble’s knee! Noble trips a bit, and Delikado follows up with a kick to Noble’s head! Noble rolls out of the ring, taking a moment to recover as the crowd lightly boos him!

Harvey: Delikado is playing this one smart! Take the Champ down by his injured knee, and then strike where he hit his head on the guard-rail last week. Good moves by the APW up-and-comer!

Chase: I wouldn’t say it’s too smart. Noble’s got so many injuries that if you pick any random part on his body, he’ll probably sit in his rocking chair and tell you a story about it!

Delikado reaches over the ropes for Noble, but Noble responds with a shot to Delikado’s throat, sending him back one step! Noble grabs Delikado’s leg, pulls him down , and then out of the ring! Noble rams Delikado’s back against the apron before moving him over to the stairs. He then lifts Delikado up onto his shoulders while facing the stairs…but Delikado kicks in mid-air, finally escaping…and then driving Noble head-first into the steel steps with a bulldog! The crowd is amazed as Delikado capitalizes, throwing Noble back into the ring and flinging himself over the ropes with a leg drop onto Noble! He pins…

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Delikado lifts Noble up, throwing slow but methodical shots at a clearly dazed Kurt Noble. Delikado then smirks as he pauses after each shot, until Noble goes down on one knee. Delikado reaches into his back pocket…and pulls out a cigar and lighter!

Harvey: There’s those illegal cigars Delikado’s always going on about!

Chase: Don’t assume they’re illegal because he’s Cuban! Seriously, you racist!

Harvey: I’m talking about illegal to use in the ring!

Delikado begins to light one, but the referee steps between him and Noble! Delikado frowns, yelling “Don’t be jelly, Deli’s only got one!” Suddenly, Noble shoves the referee aside, pushes Delikado back against the ropes, and then slams him with a belly to belly suplex off the rebound! Delikado gets back, but Noble hits a rather hard shot to Delikado’s temple, sending him out of the ring! Noble’s aggressiveness gets him a few boos, but he seems not to care as he follows Delikado out. Noble grabs Delikado, pulls him back, and then flings him right into the steel steps! Noble yells “That’s for Amy, asshole!” as the crowd actually boos him!

Harvey: This is a level of viciousness we’re not used to seeing from Kurt Noble! That confrontation from earlier really, really must have shaken him up!

Chase:…That was pretty cool!

Harvey: I just don’t get you. You hate Noble when he plays by the rules, but love him when he starts to bend them!

Chase: What can I say? I’m a complex guy!

Noble takes a moment to regain his stamina as Delikado holds his back in pain. However, Noble gives him little time to rest as he grabs Delikado, and drives his back in to the apron, kidney first! He then drags Delikado over to the announce table, lifts him up…and drops his back against the edge! The boos for Noble pick up slightly, but Noble’s focus stays on one boy in front of Noble who has a sign that reads “I still believe!” Noble seems enamored as he stares at it, his face softening from its former rage…allowing Delikado time to recover! He yells behind Noble, and when he turns…Delikado goes for the Last Call to Cuba (Superkick)…but Noble ducks and Delikado kicks the guard-rail, knocking the kid down!

Harvey: Christ, Delikado almost kicked that poor boy’s head off!

Chase: Poor boy? He clearly got in the path of the Cuban Missile! He’s guilty!

Noble instantly goes into a rage upon seeing this as he throws Delikado back into the ring! He grabs Delikado, and thrusts him HARD into the corner, making Delikado fall forward!Noble stands over Delikado, stomping on him every time he even attempts to move! Noble’s stomps become more and more vicious as Delikado covers up, so much so that the referee has to pull Noble away! Noble pushes past him, and actually sticks his boot in Delikado’s mouth! Delikado rolls away as Noble just stares at him. He then lifts up Delikado…but Delikado fires back, actually getting some cheers!

Harvey: This crowd is actually somewhat getting behind Delikado!

Chase: Sons of bitches!

The two titans trade blows, neither man gaining a huge advantage…until Delikado runs against the ropes, only to be hit with a huge spinebuster from Noble! Delikado writhes in pain as Noble pins him…

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Noble then lifts up Delikado and tries to apply a Dragon Sleeper…but Delikado spins out, kicks Noble in the knee, and drills him with the “Deli-Kado” (Double Arm DDT)! Delikado then moves to the turnbuckle, wasting no time as he moves to the top…and comes off with a frogsplash…that Noble moves out of the way of! Delikado grabs his back, giving Noble just enough time to grab Delikado and lock in the Danc with the Devil (Sharpshooter)!!!

Harvey: That’s the same move Noble tried to break Delikado with earlier! He got it on again!

Chase: Delikado’s back has taken so much…but he always puts the team on his back! He can take it!

Delikado writhes in pain as he reaches around for the ropes, but Noble is absolutely dead-set in the canvas! Delikado pulls against the canvas, but can’t move…so after a few moments, he taps out!

Winner: Kurt Noble

Harvey: It's over!

Chase: Really? Not quite!

Harvey: And this is hardly a surprise!

The Sindicate comes sliding into the ring and immediately goes to work on Kurt Noble, already having taken out his tag team partner earlier in the evening. Rebel slams his boot into the head of Chris Hart as Level One is on him like a rabid dog, slamming him with fists. Having joined the Sindicate in this assault is Terry Marvin who joins Level One in the assault of Kurt Noble. Noble does his best to fight back, managing to shove Level One back towards the corner after getting to his feet but is immediately overwhelmed by the three on one advantage. Level One manages to reverse position penning Noble in as he begins to unload vicious right hands as Terry Marvin has the tag rope and has begun choking Noble as Johnny Rebel has slipped to the outside and is searching under the steel ring step before finally producing what he was looking for – a sledgehammer.

Sliding it into the ring he looks to join Level-One however there’s a roar from the crowd as Kurt Noble manages to shove him off, abetted by Terry Marvin’s face having been slammed into the ring apron as he was pulled off by Keaton Saint.

Chase: What is he doing out here?

Harvey: After everything these two have been through and Test for the Best you have to imagine any excuse to get a piece of Terry Marvin is a good one for Keaton Saint.

Rebel grabs the sledgehammer but is unable to use it as Noble hits him in the side of the head with a drop kick, having sent Level One over the top rope with a back body drop. He rips the sledge hammer out of his hands and looks at it for a moment, debating whether to slam it into the skull of Johnny Rebel or not. The crowd roars as Noble shrugs his shoulders before attemping to blast Rebel who manages to duck the concussive blow. Noble turns around and eats a big right fist from Johnny sending the sledge hammer skittering out of the ring, right into the hands of Terry Marvin having sent Keaton Saint slamming into the steel steps at ringside.

His eyes begin to glow as he takes it in his hand and taps the ring steps, the loud metallic boom rattling throughout the arena. He pauses as he Lords over top of Keaton Saint is struggling to his feet and once again T-Marv taps the ring steps with the sledge hammer. Saint looks up at Terry Marvin, a sick smile on his face as he raises the sledge hammer and looks to bring it down full force into the skull of him, but finds his hands empty. Turning around, he looks right into the smiling face of John Dionysus who cranks him with a big right hand.

Back in the ring the two on one assault of Kurt Noble has once again swung in the favor of The Sindicate as Level One has control of Kurt Noble, choking him with his boot in the corner. Letting up, Level One lets Noble stumble out right into Johnny Rebel who connects with a toe kick, doubling Noble Over. Immediately he looks to connect with ‘The Put-Down’ but there’s enough fight left in Noble as he manages to fight out of it, but he’s still unable to overcome the numbers advantage overwhelming him. Level One hits the ropes hard, looking to connect a running big boot however he’s thrown off balance by John Dionysus having sent Terry Marvin sliding into the ring. Dionysus slides into the ring and eats a shot from Level One, who in turn takes a blow sending him tumbling over the top rope from Keaton Saint, who eats a vicious shot from Johnny Rebel nearly flooring him, who turns right into a toe kick from Kurt Noble.

Turnabout is fair play though as Rebel manages to reverse a Noble-Neckbreaker attempt and immediately those two begin brawling but the advantage doesn’t last for long as Level One blind sides him with a steel chair. Dionysus attacks Terry Marvin with the aid of Keaton Saint before that double team is broken up by A.C. Smith, the final Overdrive competitor in the Test for the Best tournament who slams a fist into Keaton Saint’s head and rolls out of the ring. Dionysus turns around and gets the same treatment, this time a vicious clothesline from the Big Apple Asskicker sending him tumbling over the top rope. Terry Marvin looks at him before smiling, a shit eating grin on his face as the crowd is slightly confused – even a few beginning to jeer A.C. Smith. Their attitude is quickly changed however as A.C. gives Terry the biggest shot, the tag partners earlier in the evening no longer on the same page. Looking down at the three scattered together, AC runs across the ring, hits the ropes and comes back taking all three out with a mammoth suicide dive, sending all four Overdrive representatives in Test for the Best sprawling on the floor.

Level One waves towards the back Rebel rolls out of the ring. Kurt Noble rolls over revealing a bloodied face as the crowd jeers as an entire group of Sindicate security officials make their way down the entrance ramp and begin to create a barricade around the ring. A worried aura comes over the crowd as Rebel slides back into the ring and the Sindicate resumes the vicious assault on Noble, Level One focusing on the chronically injured knee which Johnny Rebel looks to re-break the arm of Kurt Noble with a steel chair of his own that he’s brought into the ring

Overdrive cuts away from the ring however to the parking garage as a limousine comes roaring through the opening gates and slides around a corner to the shock of a few backstage workers – and appears headed for ringside.

In the ring Kurt Noble looks to be bordering on unconsciousness, lying in a pool of his own blood as the Sindicate looks at him and Rebel looks at Level One and the two smile at each other sickly as they see the Test for the Best combatants now beginning to brawl towards the back. Level One waves towards the backstage and immediately an entire troop theLevel One picks Noble up and positions him for the Level Advance but holds him up as Rebel heads towards the top rope.

Chase: Dear God! Level Advance and Chicago Crush combo – this will kill Kurt Noble.

As Rebel begins his ascent the crowd roars as the limousine comes roaring into the arena – a Fleur De Lis – the logo affixed to Kurt Noble on the side of it. Sliding down the entrance ramp it comes to a screeching halt right in front of the Sindicate security force. The crowd roars as the sunroof opens and Chris Hart pulls himself out of it, sending them into an even bigger frenzy. Running down the limousine Chris sends himself flying over the security force and lands on the ring apron and leaps onto the ring ropes and grabs hold of Johnny Rebel and sends him flying off the top rope with a hurricanrana into Level One who loses control of Kurt Noble who manages to slip out the side.

Immediately the Sindicate security force tries to get into the ring, caught off guard by the unorthodox move of Chris Hart immediately they go after Chris Hart and Kurt Noble overly aggressive. They manage to corral Kurt and Chris long enough to allow Rebel and Level-One to recover and hold them back, allowing the Sindicate to free, unblocked blows. The crowd roars once more however as President Jeff emerges at the top of the entrance ramp and behind him an entire group of APW security emerges.

Racing down to the ring they manage to corral Rebel and Level-One as the final shot of Overdrive before Test for the Best is the two security factions penning the men back in their four corners – all looking to get one final piece of each other as Overdrive fades to black.