Overdrive - Sacramento, California (07/19/12)

[President Jeff]

The scene opens on the backstage area that has been decorated like the normal “Get Real” set, but with a few changes. On the left hand side of the set there is a long bar with three poles in the middle of them. Scantily clad women are dancing along the poles while a man behind the bar serves up drinks to many APW staffers / roster members as well as anyone else Terry has invited to the party. There is dancing and drinking going on under a large banner hung from wall to wall reading “CONGRATULATIONS TO THE 2012 TEST FOR THE BEST WINNER.” And of course a chair is set up in the middle of the stage holding the APW Overdrive Champion….the Real Show Terry Marvin as these words flash across the screen.

SHOWTIME PRODUCTIONS PRESENTS:
GET REAL – TFTB Celebration Edition
With your host…..THE REAL SHOW TERRY MARVIN!

”I told you people that when I won Test for the Best that the celebration would last for weeks and weeks to come. Well this is only the beginning! And why shouldn’t it be? I just become the most dominant wrestler on the APW roster, so I might as well be the most celebrated one as well. And I promise you that this celebration is NOTHING compared to the one that I have in store for my coronation after Shockwave!”

Terry laughs and smiles which soon gets whipped off his face as the camera centers just on him.

”But right now it’s time to put the pause on all the fun and games, and it’s time for your weekly dose of pure, unadulterated TRUTH. For the last few weeks since starting this Emmy Nominated Broadcast, I have done nothing but give you people the 100% pure strait shooting story right down to the gory details. You may not like what I say. You may not like my attitude. But there’s not a single one of you out there that can dispute that every word I say is anything but fact. ”

Terry raises an eyebrow and leans forward

”Still doubt me? Of course you do, because you poor ignorant souls have been brainwashed to believe that I am the BAD GUY, that I am predispositioned to LIE! That’s what you get for listening to false propaganda and misunderstanding my willingness to do whatever it takes to get the checkmark in the win column next to my name! But let my track record speak for itself.

I promised a triumphant title win in the Overdrive Championship Match….I delivered.

I promised a victorious defense of my Overdrive title against Keaton Saint not once but TWICE….I delivered.

I promised to unseat the 2011 Test for the Best winner CJ Gates….I delivered.

I promised to win the 2012 Test for the Best and in glorious and dominant fashion….I DELIVERED”

A sick, arrogant, cocky smile comes across his face now as he sits back with a lean in his chair as if impatiently looking out upon his kingdom.

”I have been the profit of my OWN destiny. Every event I said would take place….HAPPENED. Every promise I made came true. Every guarantee I made was followed through on. I am the foreseer of the future events that will change the face of this company for good. And once again I have one more premonition to embark on all you ingrates watching all over the world.”

Terry stands up and approaches the edge of the stage.

”On August 26th 2012, in Los Angeles California…. The Showtime Era will continue to reek havoc on the lives of men. The Year of the Real Show will be solidified when I come face to face with the one person in this company who I truly hate and despise with every fiber in my being! This man represents everything that haunts me late at night and gives me naucious feelings deep in the pit of my stomach. This man panders to the brainwashed masses and pretends to be something he’s not. This man is the TRUE BAD GUY of APW….KURT NOBLE!”

Terry’s face is one contorted into fury and rage.

”Kurt, you have everyone fooled and I applaud you for that. CJ Gates tried to expose your true black hearted nature…. And you tried to destroy him. Instead you managed to cover it up and everybody was none the wiser. That’s because CJ was weak and unable to vanquish you from your wicked reign atop the APW. However, I am not CJ Gates…I am not the man who will come SO CLOSE yet let victory slip through the cracks. When I step in the ring with Noble at Shockwave, I will be fulfilling a lifelong dream of reaching a level of ascension that many men cannot even fathom. I will take every opportunity that passes my way, do every single thing in my power to accomplish my goal. I promise with ever fiber in my being…I guarantee that I will defeat Kurt Noble and claim the Undisputed Championship for myself and all those who fight against the corruption of the powers that be.”

Terry smirks once again.

”And in doing so it will be for a reason greater than just to hold onto that glorious title. I will do it to take that title away from Kurt Noble… the most unworthy champion this company has ever seen. Taking that title away from Kurt Noble will bring him a feeling of intense sadness and loss, and impacting that on him will give me joy the likes of which You have never seen. But until that day happens, I will do everything in my power to make Kurt’s life a living hell…and that’s a promise you know I can keep. Just ask Keaton Saint! I will take everything away from you Kurt…everything you hold dear…perhaps even starting with your TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP.

This right here Kurt…is the beginning of a LONG month in a half in which you will be mentally tormented until you BEG me to take that title from you! And I know what you’re thinking… I’ll simply beat you down physically… break your body until there is nothing left for me to scrape together For the victory at Shockwave. But I promise you this Kurt…and I alwas keep my promises…. I will not lay a finger on you until our date with destiny.

And it’s on that day that you will have to face the truth that you are mortal…that you are not invincible…that you are not BETTER THAN ME. And on that day, when I take away the most important thing in your life….that will be the day you are forced to GET REAL….

Get ready Kurt… ITS SHOWTIME!”

The scene fades to the Overdrive intro video

Pyro shoots from the stage and the camera pans through the crowd where the fans hold their signs high. Line of people holding up letters"C-R-A-V-E-N-A-T-I-O-N" one kid sign says
"MR.DANGEROUS FOR PRESIDENT" And one female's sign reads "TERRY MARVIN SUCKS". The camera then goes to the commentators, Johnny Chase and Darren Harvey

Harvey: Welcome everyone to Thursday Night Overdrive. The first Overdrive since Test for the Best. If you missed it, then your not an APW fan and shame on you for that!

Chase: As you just saw, Terry Marvin is your 2012 Test for the Best winner and we know that on August 26th at Shockwave, it will be Kurt Noble Defending the Undisputed Title against Terry Marvin.

Harvey: Lets not get a head of our selves. Lets talk about tonight. 3 title matches scheduled to take place. We have Terry Marvin defending the Overdrive title against both Mark Mania and Delikado in a triple threat match.

Chase: Also, John Dionysus has issued an open challenge for the Xtreme Title. Who will answer the challenge?.

Harvey: And a block buster main event. The newly crowned Tag Team Champs, Kurt Noble and Chris Hart will defend the title against CJ Gates and Keaton Saint.

Chase: Hold on a second Darren, something is happening in the ring



Out in the ring stood Michael Harris and the newly crowned North American Champion: Carmen Rivera. It seemed that Harris had the ring set up specially for an talk how type scenario. It was being called “The Harris Effect” due to the sign hanging there. It didn’t take Harris long to start speaking as there was clearly a lot to be said.

Michael Harris: You know for the last six months. I have literally given APW the best I have had. Yet no matter what I have continued to be shit on. I have continued to be screwed over. I have been held down time and time again. It has finally gotten to the point where I have officially had it.

He shook his head to the side. It was quite clear he was irritated and that he was getting to the point where he was going to explode at any minute. Of course there was more to say though, and he wasn’t going to shy away from saying it.

Michael Harris: Last Sunday, in my hometown. I was stuck competing in the pre-show of Test for the Best. The fucking pre-show! That is no place for someone as talented as me. That is no place for a legend like me. That is no place for the best damn thing to ever hit this company, but every last bit of this shit is President Jeff’s fault. He is the reason I am being screwed over. He is the reason I am being held down. He is the reason I can’t achieve anything around here. I am sick and tired of it. I want to know what the hell his problem is and why he has a grudge against me!

Fans booed Harris heavily. It appeared that they disagreed with what he had to say. Not that it was much of a surprise seeing as they normally disagreed with him. Per usual though, Harris ignored them and their boos due to him not giving a damn.

Michael Harris: It isn’t exactly hard to see that you’ve got an issue with me Jeff and you know what, I really wouldn’t give a damn about that if it wasn’t for you being a coward. If you told me you didn’t like me to my face then I’d respect you but no you chose not to do that. You chose to do underhanded things and you chose to hold me back because you’re the president around here and you think that you are untouchable but that’s where you are wrong! I am the only untouchable person around here and it’s about damn time you learn that.

Harris by now had gotten off the stool he was sitting on and was pacing around the ring. It was clear the frustration and the rage was starting to build up within him more and more. Of course he had to keep himself under control at least for now if he wanted answers.

Michael Harris: Let’s see what kind of man you really are Jeff. Are you going to come out, get in this ring, and look me in the eyes to give me the answers that I deserve or are you going to sit there in the back and hide like the coward I know you are. C’mon what’s it going to be asshole?!

Harris lowered his microphone and had turned his attention completely towards the entrance way. He wanted to see if President Jeff was going to be a man or not. However that’s when “Ignorant” by Mac Miller and Cam’Ron began to play over the speakers as Evan Envi stepped out onto the stage. He looked down at Harris with a smug look as he shook his head. It didn’t take him long to get down to the ring and stand there in front of Harris. As he raised his microphone to speak the music cut off.

Evan Envi: Well if it isn’t Mr. Overrated and Overhyped out here running his mouth again.

Michael Harris: Who the hell are you? And what the hell are you doing out here on my show? I don’t believe I gave you permission to walk through that curtain and step into my ring. I can only assume that you have some type of death wish junior.

Evan Envi: Death wish? Nope can’t say that I have one of those, but I will tell you who I am. The name is Envi, Evan Envi and I just happen to be the hottest commodity to come to Overdrive. I happen to be the man that has literally made Carmen over here my personal stepping stone for a couple of months. And now I happen to be the man that’s going to make you shut the hell up for once. People are sick of you, I am sick of you, and it’s time something is done about it.

Envi stood there with his microphone in hand looking directly at Harris. Fans were booing both men rather heavily, but neither one of them seemed to be paying attention to that. Harris was just about to say something when he was suddenly cut off by the person that was standing next to him.

Standing to his side was Carmen Rivera, wearing a vindictive scowl on her face. Her long, blonde locks were straightened, streaked with pink highlights. The black top she wears, brandishing the "MH" logo with some cutouts on the shoulders, over the cleavage, and over her toned tummy leads to a pair of skintight, light blue flare jeans, supported around her waist by a studded belt, with a pair of beat up black Converse tennis shoes on her feet. But most importantly? The North American Championship sits on her shoulder, perched proudly and recently shined. Carmen glanced at the man in front of her with a sneer on her face, snatching the microphone from his hand violently.

Carmen Rivera: I am so sick of you flapping those collagen-filled lips of yours. You wanna call me a 'stepping stone?' A STEPPING STONE? This says otherwise, puta!

She lifted the championship off of her shoulder and held it in the air over her head. The fans reigned in mixed reactions ... booing Carmen for her attitude, but also relieved that Envi no longer held the title.

Carmen Rivera: As if some calorie-counting flamer like you wasn't already unmasculine enough, I bet you're really hating Willy Wonka now, huh? ... Oh Evan, you look confused, amigo! Guess that's pretty typical though when you're a fuckin' moron. Or maybe gettin' Maxed Out last week stole those last, few, lonely IQ points you had. Let me remind you: I've got a golden tickeeeeet! I've got a golden twinkle in my eye!

Evan just looked infuriated with Carmen’s words. Harris on the other hand just looked over at Carmen and the facial expression he was giving told a story that he wasn’t very happy at all. All of the sudden he snatched the mic right back out of her hands which caused Carmen to start to fidget just a little bit. With his eyes on her he spoke into the microphone.

Michael Harris: Carmen, can it now. This isn’t the Carmen Rivera show, so don’t start thinking it is. This is my show! I run things around here and you don’t speak until I tell you too. I don’t give two shits what someone else said to you. You work for me and you do as I say, do I make myself clear?!

Carmen and Harris looked at each other with glares on each of their faces. Obviously she wasn’t happy with the way he had talked to her and he wasn’t happy with her trying to take over his show. Things weren’t exactly peachy between them as it was, just then Harris looked back over at Evan.

Michael Harris: And as far as you go Evan, I’ll tell you this much kid. You’ve got balls for coming out here. You got balls for running your mouth and you’ve got balls for standing here to look me dead in the eyes to spew that trash. However I’m not one to take lightly to idol threats. I’m not one to be interrupted and I’m not one to be disrespected.

Evan Envi: And let me guess I’m supposed to care about what you do or do not stand for? News flash Harris, I don’t care. I’m never going to care. Like I said before I’m sick of you running your mouth. I am sick of the same crap each and every week with you. It’s about damn time someone shuts you up and it’s about damn time someone removes you from this brand. No one else will do it has to ability to do it, but I do.

Michael Harris: Is that so? Well then I guess it is only fitting that what I was about to say before you interrupted me is this. Despite you having balls and coming out here like a man. Those balls aren’t going to be there for very long because I’m about to kick them up into the area where your vagina has been for the last several months!

On that note Harris dropped his microphone and quickly removed his shirt. This caused Carmen to start backing up and forced Evan to get into a fighting stand. However before the two of them could get into a brawl, a familiar theme began to play and sure enough out came Hurricane Jeff. He had a microphone in tow and he wasted no time getting their attention.

President Jeff: I hate to be the one to break up this party before it can really get started. However I feel the need to let the two of you in on a little secret before you end up tearing each other apart limb from limb.

All three parties standing in the ring now had their entire attention on President Jeff. Fans were of course going crazy as they could feel the announcement he was about to make was going to be huge.

President Jeff: I have taken it upon myself to book the two of you in a match. Now before you get your hopes up it isn’t going to be against each other. I do have two people in mind. It seems that Evan has some issues with A.C. Smith and it would appear that Mr. Harris here has become quite close with Nick Watson over the last couple weeks. That’s why the two of you will team up to take the two of them on here tonight!

Both Harris and Evan reacted almost the same way. The two of them shook their head and started to shout no. They clearly didn’t want anything to do with each other especially when it came to teaming up. President Jeff wasn’t done just yet.

President Jeff: Oh and one last thing. Mr. Harris, if you want to have a one on one meeting with me about your career here in APW. Then you’ll have to book an appointment.

That was enough to send Harris over the edge. He did his best to get out of the ring but Carmen was quick to get in front of him attempting to stop him. President Jeff just gave a smug little smirk before starting to head into the back. Evan just stood there shaking his head at the situation while Carmen continued to try and control Harris from making a mistake. The cameras then cut away to commercial

[President Jeff]

The camera switches to backstage, focusing on a limo pulling up in the parking lot. It comes to a halt, and the driver steps out, opening the door for none other than Kurt Noble! He steps out with both belts, and a slushy in his hand! He nods to the drive before walking into the arena. Noble continues to walk down the hallway…before stopping, staring at someone in his path.

Noble: Weird…it’s not Monday. Am I in the wrong arena?

The camera shifts over, revealing the man opposite Noble to be Evan Envi! However, while Noble looks amused, Envi looking anything but.

Envi: Funny, I was going to ask you the same question after you wrongfully cost me the North American title. You think I was just going to forget about you crashing my show, interfering in my second title defense of the night? It was low…and coming from you, not surprising.

Noble chuckles to himself as he eyes Envi.

Noble: Sounds like a Meltdown problem….and this is my show, where we don’t give two shirts about Meltdown. So, welcome to my show, in case you were hoping for a formal introduction.

Envi: And it’s as underwhelming of an introduction as I could have expected. Being the biggest addition to Overdrive in…well, ever, I expected a party; not a graying cripple with a God complex. But hey, that’s be to be expected right? I earned my spot on Overdrive, unlike Mark Mania…or you. From what I’ve heard, you just waltzed in last year and were handed a Main Event spot. Seems like you just have everything handed to you, from what I hear…

Noble: Then you spend a little too much time listening to Johnny Rebel. Maybe if you spent a little less time with your head in the clouds, you’d still have a title…or maybe even two! Until then kid, enjoy opening the curtain for me. I’m sure you’ll be transferring to Asylum soon enough!

Noble begins to walk past Envi, but Envi’s voice stops him.

Envi: I’m not going to forget what you robbed me of. After I'm finished with Smith, I'm going to earn my shot at you, instead of having it handed to me. I’m going to turn that grin of yours to dust, and then you’ll remember how you cheated me out of what was mine. Everyone rises…but everyone falls too. Even you.

Noble just smirks, walking off with the last word.

Noble: Welcome to Nobledrive Evan Envi. Enjoy your short stay.

Noble walks off as Envi stares him down. The camera fades out.


Paige: The following match is a triple threat match scheduled for one fall. This match will be for the APW OVERDRIVE CHAMPIONSHIP!

”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, from Pinar del Rio, Cuba and weighing in at 169 pounds….DELIKADO!

Chase: Finally, WRESTLING IS COOL AGAIN! And if Terry Marvin wasn’t such an absolute Beast… Da Bawse would DEFINITELY be my pick in this crazy match.

Harvey: Delikado definitely hasn’t made any friends here since coming to APW but has definitely made one hell of an impression.

"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. 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 crowd. He slides in ring under the bottom rope and lifts his arms to the crowd before entering his corner.

Paige: And his first opponent, from Melrose, MA and weighing in at 235 pounds…. MARK MANIA!

Chase: Ugh… this guy annoys the hell out of me.

Harvey: Mark Mania has to be considered one of the top prospects in APW since his comeback. And he has definitely been doing everything in his power to battle to the top.

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.

Paige: And THEIR opponent…From Las Vegas Nevada and weighing in at 245 pounds, he is the APW Overdrive champion and 2012 Test for the Best Winner…….TERRY MARVIN!!!

Chase: THE MAN IS HERE! Say Hello to the next APW Undisputed Champion. All he needs to do is make quick work out of these two pretenders and move on.

Harvey: Let’s not anoint him just yet. He’s not in a gimme match here as he’s got these two tough competitors to beat first.

Overdrive Championship Match

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Terry Marvin Vs Mark Mania Vs Delikado

Terry Marvin and Delikado both share a glance and a smile and then both look at Mark Mania. They start to close in, and then Delikado charges at Marvin and hits him with a step up Enziguri that knocks him into the corner. He and Delikado share a knowing look and both unleash on Marvin in the corner with hard lefts and rights, pounding him into the ground and continuing to stomp away at him. Marvin finally squirms his way out of the ring and to the outside. Mark Mania screams at him from the inside and he begins to go outside after him, but he’s grabbed from behind by Delikado, turned around and hit with an X-Facter. He grabs the leg and goes for the cover.

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Chase: My god! Delikado almost pulled off the quick upset there.

Harvey: And Terry Marvin almost lost his title without even being in the ring.

Delikado pulls Mark Mania up to his feet and Hits him with a neckbreaker. He drops a few knees on the chest and head of Mania and then pulls him to his feet again. He whips him into the ropes, then hits the ropes himself, springboards off of them and nails him with a huge Lariat. He makes the quick cover.

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He gets Mania to his feet again and hooks him with a front face lock. He lifts him for a vertical Suplex, but drops into a Brainbuster instead. He then climbs to the top rope and leaps off with a huge Frog Splash and makes yet another pin attempt.

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MARVIN Breaks up the Pin!

Terry then pulls Delicado to his feet and drops him with a quick Side Effect. He then bounces off the ropes and hits a huge legdrop on him. He slaps the back of his head a few times and then pulls him to his feet and hooks him for a Whiplash….but he turns….RIGHT INTO A ROUNDHOUSE KICK by Mania sending him flying through the ropes to the outside. Mania then grabs a rising Delicado and hits a DDT right in the middle of the ring and makes a cover.

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Harvey: These two are using amazing strategy by not letting Marvin get too involved in this match.

Chase: They’re taking the cowards way out if you ask me.

Mania pulls Delikado back to his feet and unleashes with a few hard chops in the corner. He crowd cheers and “whooo”s after every slap resounds. He then pulls Deli back to the middle of the ring and hits a neck breaker. He pulls him up and delivers a kick to the gut and drops him with a piledriver.

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Mania hits the ropes and drops an elbow to the sternum of Delikado, then another, then another. He pulls Deli up and hooks him with a sleeper hold. Deli tries to throw elbows and grab at Mania but Mark manages to avoid them. Deli goes down to one knee and the ref is there to see if he’s going to submit. But Deli manages to muster the strength and takes Mark over with a snapmare. Mark rolls to his feet and ducks a clothesline from Deli spins him around, hooks him and hits a fisherman’s suplex. He bridges up and makes the pin.

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MARVIN Breaks up the Pin!

Marvin pulls Mark Mania up to his feet and hits a huge release German Suplex across the ring.

Harvey: Mania was so close to getting that win again…..

Chase: But Marvin is the most resourceful, most opportunistic man that I know. It’s going to take a whole lot more than that to take the Overdrive title from him.

Marvin stalks Mania and hits him with a superkick to the head sending Mania rolling into the corner. He then looks at a rising Delikado and runs with a huge spinning wheel kick. He stomps away at Deli until Mania gets to his feet and rushes him. Marvin sidesteps, grabs him and hits an Edge-a-Matic. He hooks the leg for the pin.

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Marvin Whips Mania into the corner and then whips Delikado into him. He then charges and hits a huge flying dropkick to the both of them. Mania falls down and Deli stumbles out. Marvin grabs him and hits a sidewalk slam. He then pulls him up and hits a single arm DDT and then rolls him over for the cover.

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Marvin slaps the mat and screams at the top of his lungs. He waits for Mania to get up and hits him with the “YOU’RE CANCELLED.” The crowd boos loudly as Marvin grabs Delikado and hits another “YOU’RE” CANCELLED.” He then lines them up together and climbs up to the top rope. He screams and leaps off hitting a CORKSCREW MOONSAULT on the both of them. He then stumbles up and poses for the crowd! They shower him with boos and jeers.

Chase: YES! Look at the role Marvin is on. These two are helpless.

Harvey: I admit… Marvin looks quite unstoppable right now.

Marvin grabs Mania and prepares for the Whiplash…. But Delikado sneaks up behind him and hits him with a low blow!

Chase: OH! Delikado just saved this match!

Delikado pulls Marvin up to his feet. And hits him with the “Deli-Kado” double arm DDT. He hits the ropes comes back and hits a Legdrop to the head….a legdrop to the chest….and one to his legs…completing the DiSextion. He then makes a cover

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Mania pulls him out of the Cover.

Mark Mania hits Deli with a huge roundhouse of his own and then focuses on Marvin. He pulls him up and drops him with a huge neckbreaker. He pulls him up again and floats behind to hit a German suplex in the middle of the ring. He heads to the top rope and leaps off with a flying elbow connecting squarely. He makes the cover.

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Delikado breaks it up.

Harvey: it seems like Marvin was the center of their frustrations….till now of course.

Marvin manages to roll out of the ring while Mark and Delikado have a stare off in the middle of the ring. They exchange a bunch of words until Deli laughs and throws his hands up backing off. This only lasts for a second as he shoves Mark hard. Mark returns it with a shove that takes DeliKado down. Deli hits a hard right hand. Mark with a hard right then left of his own. The two begin exchanging blows wildly…trying to beat the shit out of each other.

Harvey: A street fight has broken out big time.

Chase: AND HERE COMES THE OPERTUNIST!

Marvin slides in the ring with the Overdrive Championship in his hands and rushes head long at Delikado who pulls Mania in his way. Marvin hits him square in the head with the belt but doesn’t stop as he runs past and hits Delikado too. Both men are busted open from the title as Marvin throws the belt on the ground. He grabs Deli and DDTs him on the belt. He then grabs Mark and DDTs him as well and both men appear to be out. Terry then raises the belt up high to the boos of the crowd. Then in a surprising turn of events… lays the belt inbetween the two broken men and rolls out of the ring grabing a mic on his way out.

Marvin: “You know what…. This title is beneath me. It always has been. It merely serves as a distraction of my true destiny. It’s weighing me down and trying to make me lose focus. You two have fun…consider this an early Christmas present.

Terry drops the mic and walks to the back as the crowd cheers.

Chase: WHAT THE? NOOOOO! What is he doing?

Harvey: He’s giving up on his title that’s what!

Mark and Deli slowly make it to their feet as they watch Marvin exit the back. Mark charges Deli and clotheslines him right over the top rope. They crash to the ground hard as the Ref looks down not knowing what to do. Mark is first to his feet and whips Deli into the baracade. He charges, but Deli moves out of the way and Mark crashes into it. Deli whips Mark into the steel steps and Mark hits legs first flying over them. Deli grabs the stairs and goes to hit Mark with them, but Mark manages to trip Deli sending him to the ground and the steps land right on him. Mark then rolls Delikado into the ring and is up on the top rope behind him.

Harvey: Ought Oh… Mark looks like he’s got something special planned.

Delikado gets to his feet and Mark launches off hitting a HUGE FLYING LEG DROP to the back of Deli’s head while he stands hunched over. Mark makes the cover immediately.

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SHOULDER UP!

Mark seems frustrated now. He gets to his feet and drops knee drop after knee drop to the back of Deli’s head. He then pulls Deli up…whips him into the corner and follows with a huge clothesline. He then sets Deli on the top rope and climbs up after him. He throws a few Chops at Delikado and hooks him. HE NAILS A BIG SUPERPLEX off the top rope and then floats over for the pinfall.

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Chase: Mania is SO CLOSE to winning the title. Come on Delikado!

Mania pulls Deli up, kicks him in the gut and hooks him for the Mania Madness. He leaps, but Delikado rolls away from him. Mania stumbles and turns right into a LAST CALL TO CUBA!!!!! Mania flops on the mat and seems to be out. However, Deli struggles to get over to make the cover, exhausted. He crawls there very slowly and finally drapes the arm over him.

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Delikado is pissed off and argues with the referee saying that it was a three count. He then looks at Mania and mounts over in him sitting on his chest and slaps the shit out of him over and over and over.

Harvey: Deli Calls that the face shot and is really giving it to Mania here.

Delikado keeps slapping until the Referee literally has to pull him off. Deli kicks and screams till the ref lets go. He then runs over to a rising Mark Mania and hits a Hurricanrana. He then celebrates to the boos and jeers of the fans who are sick and tired of seeing this display. Deli pulls him up and hits the “SON OF A BITCH.” He makes another cover.

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Deli is pissed and screams “ITS OVER” and climbs up to the top turnbuckle and calls for a Last Call to Cuba from the top rope.

Harvey: Oh My god…. He’ll kill mania if he hits this.

Chase: Yes! DO IT!

Deli leaps off but Mania kicks him square in the gut. He grabs Delikado and hits the Mania Madness!

Harvey: Mania madness out of nowhere. He’s about to win the Overdrive title.

Mania makes the quick cover.

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Chase: Terry Marvin is back and he just cost Mark Mania the title.

Terry hits a WHIPLASH on the outside and then rolls Mania in the ring, pulling deli over for the cover.

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Winner and New Overdrive Champion: DELIKADO![/center]

Marvin laughs as he makes his way backstage. Delikado celebrates with his title as his music plays. Mania is pissed as he’s helped out of the ring and to the back and we cut backstage.


We see Yarmouth pacing out side the door of President Jeff's office.

Chase: Hey that's Yarmouth from Meltdown, What the hell is he doing here?

Harvey: Maybe Jeff has drafted him back to Overdrive?

Chase: God I hope not, This kid is useless.

Yarmouth then stops pacing back and forth and then knocks on the office door.

Jeff: Come in.

Yarmouth opens the door and walks in and stands in front of President Jeff's desk.

Jeff: Ah Yarmouth just the man I want to see, Rumours are going around that you showed up on Asylum trying to get onto there show and now I assume your doing the same here and trying to get back onto Overdrive.

Yarmouth: You got it Jeff, You know how good I can be, You saw what happened on Meltdown a few weeks ago. I never give up and would not have tapped out I would be a great addition to the roaster here on Overdrive all you need to do is give me a chance.

Jeff rubs his fingers on his chin for a few seconds and then smiles at Yarmouth.

Jeff: Look you have all the qualities of being a huge star and one day may be one day I will come knocking at your door asking you if you want to come back to Overdrive. But at this present time I feel you are just not ready yet.

Yarmouth bows his head in disappointment and the crowd can be herd booing in the arena.

Jeff: Yarmouth its good that you think your ready but you need to turn your dominance into win's if you can do that that am sure you will be able to cut it here over on Overdrive.

Yarmouth looks up at Jeff and smiles a little.

Yarmouth: Listen Jeff you keep an eye on me and I will show you what I can do then you will have no choice but to draft me back to Overdrive.

Jeff nods at Yarmouth as the crowd cheer in the back ground and leaves the office as the camera's go back to ring side.

Chase: Thank god for that, Jeff has done some think right for a change, We don't need Yarmouth here he can go back to Meltdown with all the other big lumps.

Harvey: Come on give the the kid a break how many stars do you know that come into Jeff's office and try to get drafted back to Overdrive not many, That show's that Yarmouth has got balls.

Overdrive goes to commercial

[President Jeff]

The scene opens up backstage where we see Terry Marvin walking through the halls. He has a smug look on his face as he turns a corner and nearly crashes into C.J. Gates. The two men glare at each other in silence before Gates breaks it.

Gates: Well if it isn't Mr. Test for the Best 2012. Congratulations on that by the way, seriously. It's not an easy task to defeat that many opponents in one night and still have your head on straight.

Marvin: What would you know? You might have won the tournament last year, but your road was much easier than mine. I had to go up against some stiff competition. Who did you have to beat? Borderland?

Gates smirks again.

Gates: Regardless of who I beat, I won the tournament. I was also the first person to win Test for the Best and then win the title at Shockwave.

Marvin: Let me just say that you're going to have company after this years installment.

Gates: You think you can pull it off?

Marvin: Oh, believe me, I will. I'll do what you couldn't and I will beat Kurt Noble for the Undisputed championship. After all, it's long overdue.

Gates: I warn you, it's no easy task.

Marvin: Maybe not for you, but you're not me. You're not as talented and as skilled as me. As far as I'm concerned you're not even on the same level as me, Gates.

Gates: Whatever helps you sleep at night. Though I do think that I know Noble as well as most, and I know that he's just not going to hand you the title.

Marvin: If I have to take it from his cold dead hands I will. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have better things to do with my time.

Marvin walks forward, brushing past Gates before disappearing around the corner leaving Gates alone. Gates watches Marvin leave and shakes his head. We go back to ringside


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

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: Introducing first, from Seattle, Washington. Weighing in at 217 lbs, He is “The Spaceman” Biggs!

Harvey: Biggs is obviously not happy with the fact that he came up just short against C.J. Gates once again at Test for the Best!

Chase: I don't know what he's more mad about, the fact that he lost or that his own wife was responsible for counting the one, two, three!

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 removes his ring jacket and shades, handing them to Stan, as the lights come back on. The fans continue to show their disgust until Slade’s voice is heard.

Slade: The Way You Like It!

The fans come to life as the chorus for “Just Close Your Eyes” begins. Slade emerges from backstage wearing his ring gear and leather jacket. He walks down to the ring with a smile on his face; his shades cover his eyes.

Paige: And his opponent, from Dallas, Texas weighing in at 215 lbs, “The Main Man,” Slade Craven!

Slade slides under the bottom rope and pops to his feet. He stares across the ring at his opponent, Slade’s smile turns to a smirk. He takes off his sunglasses and coat then hand them to Nicky Paige. He turns back ready to fight.

”The Main Man” Slade Craven vs. Biggs

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The two men circle the ring as the referee steps to the side. The fans begin to clap their hands cheering for Slade. He pauses for a moment and smiles before they both lock up. Biggs takes it to a wristlock, then a hammerlock, but Slade counters whit one of his own. He takes Biggs to a headlock, Biggs elbows Slade in the gut and shoots him off, but “The Main Man” comes back with a shoulder tackle! The fans pop. Slade bounces of the rope as Biggs drops under then leapfrogs over Slade Biggs lands turns and Slade catches him with a drop kick! Biggs rolls out of the ring holding his face as the fans boo him!

Chase: Biggs trying to regroup here, buy some time.

Outside the ring, Biggs stands behind “Stunning” Stan, who stares at Slade while “The Main Man” beckons for his opponent. After a few moments, Biggs climbs up one the apron as the referee demands he reenter the ring. Instead Biggs shakes his head and steps down for a moment. The crowd begins to jeer as Slade shakes his head in disgust at his opponent. Biggs walks around the ring talking trash to several of the front row fans. He suddenly snatches a sign from a fan in the crowd that reads “Biggs is whipped!.” Biggs rips the sign in half drawing loud boos from the crowd. Suddenly Slade comes from around the ring corner. He leaps off the stairs but Biggs moves! He grabs Slade and slams him into the barrier! Craven bounces off the edge and drops to the mat. The referee restarts his count.
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Harvey: That won't bode well for Slade if his legs get taken out early in the match. So much of his offense relies on his speed and agility!

Chase: Also considering how quick Biggs is, Slade needs all the speed he can muster!

Biggs rolls back into the ring with a smile.

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Slade pulls himself up onto the apron, the referee stops the count. Biggs sprints at Slade but “The Main Man” slams his shoulder through the middle rope catching Biggs off guard. Slade pulls himself up and sling shots over into a sunset flip. The referee drops for the count!

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Harvey: He almost caught him there!

He rolls back to his feet and ducks the clothesline from Slade bounces off the ropes and nails Craven with a flying forearm smash. Biggs springs back to his feet, kicks a rising Slade in his gut then drives Slade up with a European uppercut. As Slade hits the mat, Biggs flips and splashes Slade across the stomach. He goes for the cover!

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The fans cheer as Biggs rolls Slade to his feet. Craven begins to fight back. He drives his fist into Biggs’ torso one, no two times! Biggs brings his arm down across Slade’s back. He plummets to the mat again. Biggs jumps up and double stomps Craven’s back. The fans jeer as Biggs smiles proudly. Then he drops an elbow across “The Main Man.” He shoves Slade over and goes for the cover!

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Biggs stands over Slade, mocking him. Holding Slade by his hair Biggs begins hammering away at Slade with rapid fire fists that just keep coming! The referee yells at Biggs let go of Craven and open up the fists. Biggs just laughs.

The referee begins the count. 1... 2... Biggs continues to punch Slade in the head 3... 4... Biggs shoves Slade to the mat and begins to stomp on his shoulder. He drops a knee across Slade’s shoulder then pulls Slade up and locks in a modified sleeper. He applies pressure to the shoulder as well. Craven tries to fight back but Biggs synchs the hold.

Chase: This is where Biggs is so dangerous. Not only is he capable of high flying manuevers, but his mat game is up there with some of the best APW has to offer!

Slade’s tries to break Biggs’ grip. He fights back. But Biggs tightens his grip. Slade’s arm starts to drop. The referee grabs Slade’s wrist he lets it go.

It hits the mat. The referee raises it again!

Slade’s arm falls back to the mat. Again the referee raises Slade’s arm. Biggs is yelling, ”FALL! FALL!” Craven’s stops his arm from hitting the ring! The fans roar with approval.

Harvey: Slade is still in this one!

Slade begins to kick his leg. Biggs wrenches the hold. He shakes his head and yells as Slade fights back. Craven works his way to a knee. Biggs starts to hammer at Slade still locking a hold around his neck. Slade works his way up. He reaches up and grabs Biggs! Jawbreaker!

Biggs’ head snaps back as Craven drops to his ass. Slade falls back and Biggs comes down. But Biggs doesn’t stay down long. He grabs Craven before he can get to his feet and whips “The Main Man” into a corner. Biggs comes in for the splash, he leaps high and Slade rolls out of the way. Biggs crashes off the turnbuckle. He stumbles out, Slade spins him, kicks him in the gut and hits the DDT! Both men are down!

The referee begins the count.

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The fans begin to chant Slade’s name!

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Slade!

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“The Main Man” pulls himself up by the ropes! Biggs charges Slade but Craven ducks down and pulls down the top rope! Biggs drives his axe handle down across it and Slade lets go! It snaps up in Biggs face. Biggs stumbles back as Slade aims.

Harvey: Clip Knoo!

Chase: What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Biggs catches Slade’s foot and immediately hits a dragon screw. Craven rolls through and back to his feet! Slade leaps and hits the Enziguri! The fans scream loudly as Slade begins to stomp his foot. He grabs the rope and stomps again as Biggs struggles to his feet. He stumbles away from Slade. Craven stomps his foot again! Biggs starts to turn.

Harvey: Cliq Knooooo!

Chase: First you said Clip Knoo, then you said Cliq Knoo, I have no idea what the heck you're talking about!

Slade launches the Cliq Kick, and again Biggs grabs Slade’s foot. He spins Slade kicks him in the gut. As Slade is hunched over, Biggs places his knee in the crook of Slade's neck while grabbing a hold of his far arm, falling back and twisting Slade around as he does so!

Chase: Crashing Down to Earth!

The impact of the move sends Slade bouncing a few feet in the air before he falls to the mat. The fans are on their feet. Slade lays there and Biggs drapes his arm over Craven!

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Harvey: Look how quick Biggs went for that manuever! His feet were only on the top turnbuckle for a matter of milliseconds!

Chase: Oh no, Slade's gonna move!

Slade rolls out of the way! Biggs crashes against the ring, bouncing off the mat! The fans again begin to cheer wildly. Craven and Biggs both slowly start to push themselves off the ground, Biggs shaking out the cobwebs as he does so. Biggs manages to get to his feet first, and motions for Slade to get up quicker.

Chase: Biggs is calling for another the Crashing Down to Earth!

Biggs goes to grab Slade but suddenly a white towel flies across the ring, landing at the referee's feet! The camera quickly pans to ringside, where Ellie is standing out there, trying to get the attention of Biggs and the referee!

Harvey: It’s Ellie! She just threw in the towel for her husband, Biggs!

Chase: She can’t do that! Can she do that?

Harvey: I think the referee is trying to figure that out.

Biggs turns towards Ellie and begins to argue with her, but she folds her arms across her chest and stands her ground. Finally Biggs shakes his head and turns back to Slade. Cliq Kick! Craven connects! Ellie looks on in shock. Biggs drops like a stone, a blank look on his face. Slade hooks the leg. The referee makes the count! The fans count with him!

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DING! DING! DING!

Winner: Slade Craven[/center]

Paige: Here is your winner, by pinfall, “The Main Man” Slade Craven!

“The Way You Like It” blares over the speakers as the fans cheer approvingly of the outcome! Stan reaches in and quickly pulls Biggs out of the ring, helping him up the ramp, while Ellie chides him about how she didn't want him wrestling the match anyways! The ref raises Slade's arm high in the air, as he continues to celebrate his victory!

Chase: What a malarkey! What a crime! Slade Craven stole this match with the help of Biggs' own wife, Ellie!

Harvey: It looks like she got concerned that he reagrivated his concussion with that missed UFO Frog Splash, and decided that she had seen enough.

Chase: The fact of the matter is that she shouldn't have been out here in the first place!

Harvey: I think the officiating committee will have to review whether or not somebody can throw the towel in on behalf of one of the competitors. But still, congratulations to Slade on an impressive victory here tonight!

APW Overdrive cuts to commercial with Slade still celebrating with his fans.

We fade into the backstage area where Shane West is standing outside of a locker room which clearly reads "EVAN HARRISON" though the name "HARRISON" is crudely crossed our and replaced with "ENVI" instead.

Shane West: Good evening, ladies and gents. I'm standing here outside the locker room of Evan Envi, who's scheduled to compete in tag team action tonight alongside Michael Harris against A.C. Smith and Nick Watson--

Shane jumps back as the door swings open, missing him by a possible fraction of an inch. The door crashes into the wall and Evan Envi steps through the doorway, a smirk on his face.

Evan: Very good, Shane. Envi. Despite what A.C. Smith likes to say, Envi is my name. And that's the name everyone on Overdrive is gonna remember.

West: Brings me to an interesting question... Why exactly did you drop your real last name in favor of 'Envi' when you came to APW?

West shoves the microphone into Evan's face, but Evan just narrows his eyes at it before looking around the object and into Shane's eyes. He shakes his head slowly, and Shane cautiously retracts his hand.

Without warning, Envi strides past Shane West. Shane turns, looking quite displeased with his lack of interview with the former North American Champion, but Envi is out of earshot within fifteen seconds. He slows his walk though and stops in his tracks.

The look on Evan's face isn't one of annoyance, or happiness, or any typical emotion... But perhaps one of organic curiosity. His eyes light up and study whomever may be in front of him.

Our camera whips around, revealing Terry Marvin!

Terry doesn't seem to be wearing a facial expression at the moment... He simply stands two feet away from Envi. Our Sacramento crowd roars at the potential altercation as both Megastars' faces fall into frowns, not amused with the other stepping directly in his path.

Harvey: Things might get explosive here!

Chase: Envi just can't make friends here. And I'd like to know why not...

For seconds, the two seem to be resisting the urge to either shove the other, or strike the other. However, Envi is the first to crack a smirk. Seconds later, Marvin does the same.

The two relax, standing upright and taking cautious strides, clockwise from one another before continuing in opposite directions of the corridor. Each spares a glance over their shoulder at the other-- but not at the same time. Our camera fades away on the now-empty corridor.

[President Jeff]

We're backstage as the camera follows Keaton Saint walking down a corridor, Saint continues to walk with purpose and makes a beeline for the locker room of CJ Gates. As Saint knocks he is met by a quick response.

CJ Gates: No interviews tonight, thanks.

Keaton Saint: That's good because I'm here to slay a dragon.

CJ Gates: You're going to have to settle for killing a God. Just a moment.

There is the sound of the door unlocking before Saint tries the handle and walks into the room, Gates returns to his seat and maintains a fixation on a book which Saint notices is the same one he saw a few days previously. Saint takes a seat opposite Gates.

Keaton Saint: What's with the interview decline?

CJ Gates: More important things than that tonight.

Keaton Saint: Fair enough, I'm not here for questions anyhow.

CJ Gates: You don't have to be, I can tell you're the more confused of the two of us.

Keaton Saint: How so?

CJ Gates: You've never been much of a tag team specialist.

Keaton Saint: True.

CJ Gates: So I'm guessing you're a little uncomfortable with the pre-match process for something like this.

Keaton Saint: As long as you don't say you told me so.

Gates laughs.

CJ Gates: I don't need to reinforce my statements like that.

Keaton Saint: Still, they went out and did it. You have to respect their teamwork ethic.

CJ Gates: And I do, we do even.

Saint nods in reply.

CJ Gates: But like Hart even admitted, their teamwork is based on experience. We don't have that but we do have teamwork in our own way. I'd call it instinct but it's beyond that.

Keaton Saint: I know what you mean, can't put a name on it myself but I know.

CJ Gates: And that is why we can beat them.

Keaton Saint: Exactly, it's not just our efforts that are aligned.

CJ Gates: It's our ideals, our goals are on the same path.

Keaton Saint: Even if I think you're looking into Noble's ego too much we're on the right path.

CJ Gates: Even though I'm right about Noble losing any semblance of normality, you're still willing to support the way I want to tackle him.

Keaton Saint: Likewise, you know what I'm aiming for here and it all connects to the same goal.

CJ Gates: To become the champions, to prove Noble has fallacies.

Keaton Saint: To prove that all their experience can't match true wisdom. What we have more than them is simple.

Saint pauses and as he speaks, so does Gates.

Both: A unified objective.

Both men laugh slightly at realising they spoke at the same time, Saint goes to speak again.

Both: Exactly.

They both laugh again as this time, Saint waits for Gates to speak.

CJ Gates: It's true though, we've got a great chance here to do something important.

Keaton Saint: Definitely, it makes me wish Chris Hart wasn't as being as ignorant as he is doing. Terry Marvin's a major test, I know that more than anyone right now and I've got a chance to pass on that knowledge to Noble. It might humble him enough to make him realise that a storm is coming at Shockwave.

CJ Gates: You can't tell him how to take that match on, a storm is coming tonight. He has to contend with us tonight and I know we've got what it takes to beat Noble.

Keaton Saint: Noble AND Hart.

CJ Gates: I still want to prove I can beat Noble.

Keaton Saint: The time for that will come, at least for you. Beating him here comes with another footnote, I know enough to know you'll only be satisfied when you've done it like I did back in January.

CJ Gates: Singles match, one fall to a finish.

Keaton Saint: It's all connected though, beat Noble here and you help prove a part of what I'm trying to do. Kurt Noble has to be as prepared as possible against Terry Marvin, beating him will make him go harder. Now if you pin him, that'll make some sparks fly. It's all relative.

CJ Gates: The problem is Hart will be there to make sure it won't happen.

Keaton Saint: That's why they call it teamwork, it's why I'll have your back from bell to bell. Regardless of who came up with the idea of putting us together, me and you are solid.

CJ Gates: I know. Funny thing is we just need one victory to establish ourselves and be champions, much like they did.

Keaton Saint: The difference is that for us to win would be acknowledging that we, or at least I have a chance to escape being forgotten about.

CJ Gates: You're not letting that get to you, are you?

Keaton Saint: I looked up some numbers recently, there's merit to it. After all I have been doing the same ol' s--

Gates interrupts quickly.

CJ Gates: Keaton, tonight is a new dawn!

Keaton Saint: I have to believe that, although sometimes I wonder if Noble was right about this being about piercing the Hart first.

CJ Gates: Call it what you want, you know I want to beat Noble. I know you want to prove something to him because of Terry Marvin. It's all relative. It all matters.

Keaton Saint: But what matters most is that we both give it everything we have as individuals AND as a team.

CJ Gates: Exactly.

Keaton Saint: And with that being said, all I can ask from you is this CJ.

CJ Gates: What's that?

Keaton Saint: Go big.

Gates smiles and nods.

CJ Gates: Or go home.

Saint shakes his head and clasps his hands together.

Keaton Saint: Nah mate, it's a case of going big or nothing. We've got one shot at this and I know that you're feeling the same way as me on this. You want the fans to remember that tonight was the night Saint and Gates were there. We can only do that by going big, bigger than anything you've ever seen before.

CJ Gates: Bigger than Kurt's ego.

Saint shrugs but smirks at the same time.

Keaton Saint: Even that. Hell, I'll even grab one of those NobleHart shirts just to shove it back in Hart's face and tell HIM that he has #ParagonProblems. Tonight, we're the Egobusters and the fans will call for us. I believe in that.

CJ Gates: Preach on Saint, preach on.

Keaton Saint: Damn straight.

We cut back to ringside.

The lights in our arena dim a considerable amount, shrouding a majority of the audience in complete darkness for several seconds before a large pyro erupts at the top of the ramp. Multi-colored lights dance all across the arena as the opening riffs of "Helter Skelter" blast through the PA system.

”When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride
Till I get to the bottom and I see you again...!"

Our lights brighten a bit as Evan Envi emerges from the back, the camera focused on his back at first. Wearing a hooded jacket, the letters “EE” are emblazoned in a blackladder cursive in large letters on the back, the E's facing opposite each other. His hood is thrown up over his head, though he throws it back as he steps farther out onto the stage. He laughs into the crowd, embracing the hatred that they willingly express.

Paige: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first: from Hollywood, CA; he weighs in at 212lbs...EVAN ENVI!

He takes his time, walking to the ring, proudly displaying the North American Title around his waist until he finally reaches the apron, hopping to the turnbuckles and throwing the jacket off, pointing at several members in the crowd, motioning for them to bow down. He takes off the championship belt, holding the North American Title high above his head. Only receiving a deeper chorus of boos in response, Envi shoos the crowd away and rolls his eyes. He steps onto the top turnbuckle and then drops down into the ring, handing the belt off to the referee and stretching as he awaits combat.

Harvey: The first person to ever hold the North American Championship, the first king of Meltdown, Evan Envi makes his Overdrive debut here tonight.

Chase: I’m stoked about seeing this young buck in action, Darren. I’ve heard a lot of good things and I think this kid has a big and bright future in APW.

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 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.

Paige: His partner: from Chicago, IL; he weighs 225lbs...MICHAEL HARRIS!

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.

Harvey: It’s been a difficult time of late for Harris who seems to have lost a bit of focus.

Chase: I don’t know, he seems pretty focussed to me. Let’s not forget he vowed to be Undisputed Champion by the end of the year. It doesn’t get much more focussed and goal-driven than that.

"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.

Paige: The first of their opponents: from Carson City, NV; he weighs 198lbs, “The Sensational One”....NICK WATSON!

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.

Harvey: Nick Watson has really turned things around of late, picking up a couple of big wins, not to mention making the pin in that brand versus brand tag match at Test For The Best.

Chase: He needs a breakout moment if you ask me; a win or some action that will make him stand out from what is a pretty crowded roster these days.

Harvey: And loaded with talent too.

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.

Paige: “From New York City! Weighing 275 pounds...THE BIG APPLE ASSKICKER, A.C. SMITH!!!!!”

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.

Harvey: Speaking of breakout moments, in a losing cause nobody gained more at Test For The Best than A.C. Smith. He showed he could be a real player around here.

Chase: In the scramble to be the next best thing after my boy, Mr. Real Show, Mr. Overdrive, Mr. Test For The Best, Mr. Next Undisputed Champion...I’m talking of course of Mr. Terry Marvin.

Harvey: Right, so what was your point?

Chase: I dunno, I kinda lost it in all that Terry Marvin excitement.

Tag Team Match
Evan Envi & Michael Harris vs. Nick Watson & A.C. Smith

The bell sounds with all four men still in the ring. A.C. Smith and Nick Watson touch fists and Smith remains in the ring as Watson steps onto the apron. On the other side of the ring Harris is lecturing Envi on why he should begin the match. Envi turns and shrugs his shoulders, maintaining his cool nonchalant air as he casually steps out onto the apron.

Harvey: I think Harris may have used his seniority to win that little battle.

Chase: He’s eager to make an impression, show the new kid on the block what’s what.

Harvey: Well, Envi looked not at all impressed by it. I wonder whether the two gigantic egos in that corner will be able to co-exist in this match.

Collar-elbow tie-up and Smith pushes Harris straight onto the ropes. Harris tries to fight back, but the best he can managed to try and squirm out of the hold, but all he manages to do is turn 180 degrees so that Smith is near the ropes, but the much bigger and stronger Smith still has hold of Harris and quickly whips him around off the ropes and simply stands his ground to knock Harris down with a shoulder block. The first ‘A.C. SMITH’ chant starts up from the vocal males. Harris circles around and this time runs in to try and get a little momentum behind in the collar-elbow tie-up, but again Smith is too strong and he rushes Harris now the opposite ropes, then unloads to big shots to the ribs. Smith whips Harris across the ring off the ropes and drops him with a running lariat. Harris starts getting to his feet, Smith off the ropes hits another running lariat, then another, and another so that the lariat is hit on all four sides of the ring. Another pop for Smith as he raises his right arm into the air.

Harvey: Johnny, we saw there the strength of A.C. Smith, but we also saw that as well as that you have to contend with the fact he moves so well for a big man.

Chase: This match has only just begun, but already Harris needs get out of there and catch a breather.

However, it is Smith who makes the tag. Nick Watson immediately jumps onto the top rope and when Harris gets to his feet he leaps off and connects with a flying punch to the top of the head that floors Harris. Watson spots Envi mouthing off some trash from his corner so he walks over only for Envi to step back onto the ring steps and stretch out his arms horizontal to the floor. Watson begins to turn, Envi steps back onto the apron with a cocky grin on his face, but that is soon removed as Watson spins around and clocks Envi with an elbow smash that sends him tumbling to the floor. The gets a pop from the crowd. Watson turns back into the ring but he’s caught with a superkick to the throat from the recovered Harris. The first cover of the match is made...

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A.C. Smith is in to make the save.

Harvey: Nick Watson’s inexperience showing in that exchange with Evan Envi that in the end got him caught out and almost pinned.

Chase: Not to mention the intelligence of Envi, who used some gamesmanship and even took one for the team to give him partner some valuable recovery time. That is what I call great teamwork.

Harvey: Some people might call it something else, but the match continues here with Harris working over Watson in the corner.

Having picked Watson up off the mat he whipped him into a corner, delivered several knife edge chops, a knee to the gut, and then a choke on the second rope. This is what is happening now and the ref steps in to break it off having given a count of four. Harris quickly moves back and chokes Watson again on the second rope, again testing the ref’s patience before releasing on the count of four. Harris tags in Envi and lifts Watson into an abdominal stretch; Envi comes in and nails repeated kicks to the torqued midsection before the referee tells them to break it up and sends Harris to the apron. Envi whips Harris across the ring and connects with a running calf kick, gets to his feet and strikes a pose to A.C. Smith and then at the fans who give him some heat. Envi lifts Watson and connects with a backbreaker, covering and scoring a two-count near fall. Envi again lifts Watson and teases The Blues (snap double arm DDT), but instead lifts Watson to full height, wags his finger and shakes his head at the audience and then clotheslines the groggy Watson back to the mat. Envi steps across and tags in Harris.

Chase: Look at this team work by Envi and Harris. They’ve isolated the smaller opponent, rotating the tag to stay fresh. And what did you say about them not working together.

Harvey: I’ll admit, they’ve confounded my thoughts so far in this match, and Nick Watson is in a lot of trouble here. A.C. Smith calling out some words of encouragement from his corner, but really Watson needs to make a tag and quick.

As the tag is being made Watson tries to get across to his corner, but he can do no more than crawl and Harris quickly cuts him off with a running knee to the head. Harris then lifts Watson to his knees, and looking right at a frustrated A.C. Smith puts Watson into shoulder-key lock combination that has Watson quickly screaming out in pain. Watson gets up to full height in the kneeled position, but this just gives Harris the chance to lock in a headscissors and take the submission hold to the mat. Watson starts shuffling about, but Harris has the lock synched in pretty tight. A.C. Smith, standing on the second rope, is leaning right over into the ring, his hand offered for a tag, but Watson is painfully just out of reach. Harris, noticing this, shuffles backwards a touch and tries to pull Watson with him, but the tension is released ever so slightly and Watson manages to shuffle towards the ropes and get his foot on the bottom one, giving the referee a reason to make Harris break the hold.

Harvey: You could see the desperation on Nick Watson’s face; I think any longer and he would have had to tap out.

Chase: But the tactic of wearing down Nick Watson seems to be working here.

Watson barely has to time recover before Harris is up and beating him down with forearm clubs to the back of the shoulders, then Harris drags Watson away to his and Envi’s corner and tags in his partner, but here Watson counters with a snapmare that puts Harris on the mat. Envi tries clothesline Watson from behind, but he reads it, ducks and then explodes and nails Just Kidding! (running bicycle kick). However before Watson can make a cover Harris connects with the Brooklyn Knockout (Gore), mounts Harris and starts to pound his face with punches. This gives A.C. the invitation he has been seeking and the crowd roars as he steps into the ring and charges, but Harris spots this in his peripheral vision and is quick to roll off Watson and out of the ring to safety. A.C. leans over the ropes and calls Harris back, but he ignores the big man. However, lying in wait is Evan Envi, as Smith turns around Envi kicks him in the gut and hits The Blues. Envi jumps straight to his feet and throws out a pose and then getting completely carried away he is onto the second rope and leans over to mouth off at some guy giving him some verbal from the front row. After a few seconds of this Envi turns back to the match but from out of nowhere comes Watson with a roaring elbow that floors Envi with brutal velocity. Watson covers...

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Watson gets up and starts mouthing off at Harris, but this gives Envi the chance to roll him into a school-boy from behind. Harris throws the ref back in who begins a count...

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Watson kicks out.

Harvey: Both teams came so close to victory in that chaotic exchange.

Chase: I’m not even sure who the legal men are.

Harvey: My notes say Watson and Envi.

A.C. Smith and Harris make their way back to their respective corners as Watson and Envi catch a breather in the ring. The ref begins a count-out, but by six both are on their feet. They exchange shots, Watson hits an elbow strike that staggers Envi, then attempts a middle kick which is blocked, but quick as a flash Watson counters this with an Enziguri. Watson moves in and grabs Envi into a waistlock and lifts him to his feet. Envi counters with two stiff back elbow to the head, then spins out and locks in a cobra clutch before lifting Watson and planting him on the mat. Envi stomps across and climbs to the top rope, shouts out to the fans “Shooting Star Press”, but Harris tags himself in by slapping Envi’s boot. Envi is stunned and gives his partner a sharp look, but Harris smirks and slowly steps into the ring, fingering his head as he glances back at Envi.

Harvey: And there it is. Michael Harris, ever the opportunist, tagging himself into this ring after his partner Evan Envi had done much of the hard work.

Chase: Evan Envi is staring daggers at Michael Harris right now.

Harvey: I think Harris is trying to pull rank here on the newcomer.

Harris, a big cocky smirk on his face, lines up Watson and delivers a hard shot to the head. Harris then lifts Watson onto his shoulders for the set up to his devastating Harris Effect (Tombstone Omega Driver), but Watson counters and hits a reverse DDT. The race is on for the tag now and the crowd are cheering on Watson, A.C. Smith giving all the encouragement he can to his partner. Envi has his arm on the top rope, but he still looks furious and there isn’t as much urgency in his body language as that of Watson. Both men are inching closer. Watson makes a dive and tags in A.C. Smith who gets another huge pop. Harris gets to his feet and he goes to make the tag on Envi who has now extended his arm, but as Harris’ arm is about to drop Envi withdraws his and drops down off the ring apron.

Chase: What is he doing?

Harvey: I think this is a little something you call ‘payback’. Evan Envi has just let Michael Harris know he is nobody’s fool.

Envi, now smirking, steps away and mockingly waves ‘goodbye’ to Harris before slowly heading towards the aisle. Harris starts calling him back, but when Envi doesn’t respond he turns to trashing the newcomer. Harris turns around and sees the hulking presence of A.C. Smith bearing down. He holds his arms out and tries to placate the ‘Big Apple Asskicker’, but A.C. Smith is not in the bargaining today. He makes a move for Harris, but the latter ducks and tries to exit the ring only to get caught by a hard right by Watson from the apron. Harris spins around and A.C. Smith floors him with a big boot. Smith then picks up Harris into a reverse facelock and with the crowd counting along hits three forearm clubs to the chest before a big time fourth floors Harris.

Harvey: The Police Line-up and I think Michael Harris has been pointed out as the guilty one.

A.C. Smith grabs Harris and lifts him into a military press, pumping him three times to show off his strength, getting a big time pop from the crowd, then lets Harris drop face first to the mat. Signalling for the end, A.C. Smith runs to the ropes, but he is stopped by Evan Envi holding onto his left foot. Smith spins around and swings a big arm at Envi, but the first ever North American Champion ducks, then hits A.C. with a hangman on the top rope. The Big Apple Asskicker spins around and Harris connects with a huge Brooklyn Effect, favouring his shoulder to sell the impact on his own body. Harris drapes an arm across the chest of A.C. Smith as Evan Envi runs around and pulls Nick Watson off the apron.

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Harvey: What a shot by Evan Envi!

Chase: I don’t think Nick Watson will be partying tonight.

Harris lifts A.C. Smith and gets him set-up for the Harris Effect, but A.C. counters into a reverse facelock, lifts Harris up into a powerslam position and nails the Big Apple Slam (Michinoku Driver). As Smith gets to his feet Envi tries to surprise him with a springboard knee strike from the outside, but A.C. counters with an atomic drop and follows this up with a running lariat from behind. With Harris starting to move A.C. bounces off the ropes and hits the splash part of his Big Apple Asskicker and holds for the cover...

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A.C. Smith gets the pin with an assist from Watson who drags Evan Envi out of the ring.

Winners: A.C. Smith & Nick Watson

Harvey: It’s a big win for A.C. Smith and Nick Watson tonight, and credit to they seem to have worked better as a team.

Chase: I don’t think the action is over yet, Harv.

Outside the ring Evan Envi and Nick Watson have continued brawling, with Watson clotheslining Envi over the crowd barrier. A.C. Smith goes across to have a look and calls Nick Watson into the ring to celebrate. They raise their arms in the air and salute to the fans on all four sides of the arena. While this is going on Michael Harris has got to his feet and lines up Nick Watson. When ‘The Sensational One’ turns ‘The Untouchable One’ floors him with a devastating Brooklyn Effect. A.C. tries to react, but he is too slow and Harris slides out of the ring to safety, a fierce look on his face.

Harvey: A damn cheap shot from Michael Harris after this match.

Chase: Remember, Harv, this guy is out to make a statement, and he just made a big and bold statement there.

Overdrive goes to commercial

[President Jeff]

The scene switches back to the ring, where Nicky Paige stands with a microphone in her hand.

Harvey: Welcome back to Thursday next Overdrive ladies and gentlemen! It seems like everyone’s in a high mood following Test for the Best. Celebrations seem to be everywhere from the crowd to backstage!

Chase: High moods? What, did we trade Rebel for Jason Kash? But if you really want a reason for everyone’s celebrations…it’s all the gold in the air tonight! It’s like Christmas came early for APW!

Harvey: Well, Christmas Chaos is a while away, but tonight begins the trek towards Shockwave, an event that truly lives up to its name throughout APW history! The Test For the Best winner will face-

Suddenly, “Earthquake” blasts through the speakers to a huge ovation! The crowd turns as Noble steps through the curtain, dressed in a silky black suit with sun glasses that shine as a million cameras go off! However, what glows even brighter are the Undisputed and Tag Title belts, the former being strapped around Noble’s waist, and the latter across his shoulder. Noble stands on the stage as he grins at a #SindicateKiller sign. He then begins to make his way down to the ring as Kylie Demens.

Chase: Seriously, did you just call him?

Harvey: Well, I didn’t, but I have to imagine that Kurt Noble’s phone is permanently vibrating after Test for the Best! APW’s newest double Champion has to be living it up right now, perhaps moreso than his Shockwave opponent Terry Marvin!

Chase: Blasphemy! Terry Marvin’s party was so grand that I don’t even remember the last five days of it!

Harvey: Maybe because you weren’t invited?

Noble steps onto the apron as Kylie stretches open the ropes for him. Noble soaks up the cheers as his music cuts off, before grabbing a microphone, staring into the crowd with an unmatchable smirk!

Noble: Six months ago I stood in an APW ring and said that I would be the one to wipe filth away from APW, and for six months, I was doubted…and here I stand, on a Johnny-Rebel-less Overdrive. Here I stand with the knowledge that Level-One, a man once thought to be invincible, is licking his wounds with his Goddamn tail between his legs. Here I stand with TWO APW belts. Here I stand…live, on Thursday Night Nobledrive in the heart of California!

Noble gets a cheap buzz from the crowd as he lowers his microphone.

Noble: And it feels good to celebrate tonight; Feels damn good, actually. Nearly everything I’ve worked so hard for has been accomplished! I did things on my terms, and it’s paid off for me in more ways than I could imagine. But, I can’t take all the credit…there’s so many people I’d like to thank right now, but if you look at the last two months, one of them rises above the rest…and that is…

My newest manager, and the official manager of Noble-Hart, Kylie Demens!

Kylie blushes heavily, although her presence gets a slight chorus of boos!

Harvey: So…instead of thanking President Jeff, his managers Angela Medea and Alexander Monkwood, his tag team partner Chris Hart, or anyone else in APW, Noble is thanking…her?

Chase: Hey, Kylie has been monumental to Noble’s success! If I got to stare at that face when I walked backstage, you better bet I’d be winning every match I wrestled in!

Noble: Kylie has vaulted my career to a level no one in APW can even think of touching…but that’s not going to stop them from trying, of course. There’s one man that still remains amongst the rubble of cheaters, liars, and enemies to APW. He’s my Shockwave opponent, and his name is….Terry Marvin.

Marvin’s name-drop gets a mixed reaction, but Noble dismissively waves them off.

Noble: But we’re not here to drag Marvin’s name through the dirt…because he’ll get his moment of importance at Shockwave. Tonight’s all about the Nobledrive Nation, and celebrating OUR success! Terry Marvin may think a get together of janitors, referee’s, and all 4 of his step-dads constitutes a party, but the Nobledrive Nation knows how to party. I know what you all want. So, I present you with…t-shirts!

Noble rips off his suit jacket, revealing a black undershirt…

Kylie is handed a t-shirt gun from a ring-worker, and begins to fire Nobledrive t-shirts into the crowd! Noble smiles.

Harvey: This is…well, very un-Noble. Bordering on obnoxious, actually. I know we’ve seen a different side of Noble since becoming the Undisputed Champion, but I wouldn’t expect this kind of pandering from the Undisputed Champion-

Chase: Shut up and get me a t-shirt!

Chase begins to try and reach for one, and Noble points at him…so Kylie shoots one at Chase, hitting him in the stomach! Chase falls with a t-shirt gripped in his hands as Noble laughs! Suddenly, a voice interrupts the celebration.

Amy Noble: What the Hell is this Kurt?

Noble and Kylie both turn to find Amy Noble in the ring, having come through the crowd! Security begins to move, but Noble waves them off!

Noble: Can't sneak up on me like that Amy! One more second and you’d be tazed!

Amy: Don’t act like you’re doing me a favor here Kurt. I haven’t even heard from you since Test for the Best…and now I find you shooting t-shirts into the crowd? I’m not going to be one of those ignored wrestling wives, and you *definitely* aren’t going to be Terry Marvin-

Noble: Excuse me?

Noble’s glee diminishes as he stares his wife down.

Noble: No, I’m not going to be Terry Marvin…I’m going to be better than Terry Marvin. Everything he can do, I can do better, and that includes celebrating! If you have a problem with that-

Amy: As your wife…I do. You almost crippled Delikado on the last Overdrive…I’m not going to let you embarrass yourself even further. We’re leaving-


Amy reaches for Noble, but he pulls away from her! The two lock eyes as the crowd begins to boo Noble!

Harvey: This is getting a little out of hand…

Chase: Seriously, they SHOT me!

Noble: If you want to air out our difference, fine…but I’m not going to let you embarrass me, the APW Tag Team and Undisputed Champion! Let’s go Kylie…the party’s over.

Noble brushes past Amy while Kylie flasher her a grin. Amy solemnly watches the two exit as “Earthquake” blasts through the speakers.

Harvey: Well ladies and gentlemen, that was perhaps the most awkward celebration we’ve seen tonight. I don’t really know what’s going on with Kurt Noble, but he definitely has some family issues to work out if he’s going to have a happy home life.

Chase: They SHOT me! Why don’t you care?!?

Harvey: I’m afraid Noble’s troubles may not even be over tonight as he teams with Chris Hart to defend the tag title against the team of CJ Gates and Keaton Saint. We’ll be right back ladies and gentlemen!

The scene fades to black as Amy stands alone in the ring!

[President Jeff]

“Pride” by Sevendust blasts out of the PA inside the ARCO Arena and the crowd are on their feet as APW Xtreme Champion John Dionysus steps out from the back.

Paige: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the ring, the current APW Xtreme Champion...JOHN DIONYSUS!

Dionysus spends little time on the stage before he heads down to the aisle, his mind focussed on the ring as he absent-minded holds out his arms to tap hands with fans in the front row.

Harvey: Listen to this reception for the Xtreme Champion here in Sacramento tonight.

Chase: I don’t why they are applauding a loser. We saw how Test For The Best separated the wheat from the chaff, and if Terry Marvin is the wheat, this guy is certainly the chaff.

Dionysus takes the microphone offered by Nicky Paige, waits for the silence as his music stops playing and begins to speak.

Dionysus: 11 days ago I went to Chicago firm in the belief that I could be standing here tonight opposite Kurt Noble and talking about the Undisputed Championship at Shockwave.

Chase: Yeah, well if he wasn’t such a loser that might have been so. TERRY! TERRY! TERRY!

Harvey: Will you just shut your trap for five damn minutes.

Dionysus: Alas, that wasn’t to be. In fact, Test For The Best was more than just a disappointing and chastening experience, and I have to admit I’ve spent a lot of time between then and now doing some serious soul-searching. I’ve lost count of the amount times I questioned whether this is what I should continue to do

There is booing from the crowd at the slight hint Dionysus may quit.

Dionysus: At the end of the day this is a dog eat dog business, and I have never wrestled a single match because of the pay cheque. That doesn’t mean anything to me, what does is fighting in this ring and trying to prove that I am the best.

Chase: Quit dreaming poindexter!

Dionysus: However, what Test For The Best proved is that I am long way short of that. Now I’m not here to make up the numbers, so it kinda got me thinking and I had to ask myself this very important question – why do I bother?

Harvey: I’m not entirely sure I like the direction this is going, Chase.

Dionysus raises the mic again, but there is a chant coming from the crowd in support of him so he waits this out, nodding his head along with it. When it loses momentum he starts up again.

Dionysus: You know, I thought some of you might say something like that. Also, I got to thinking that one thing I promised I would never be again is a quitter.

The crowd cheers.

Dionysus: So I may not be among the best right now, but I sure as I am that Terry Marvin, number one contender or not, is still a jackass, not going to give up on that pursuit. My shot at the Undisputed Championship may not be coming today, or at Shockwave, or any time soon after that, but I am damn sure that one that day will come, and I promise I won’t stop working and I won’t stop striving, no matter what I have to sacrifice, to make that possible.

There is another audible cheer from the crowd.

Harvey: Listen to this crowd, Chase, giving Dionysus a huge amount of encouragement.

Dionysus: But I am not here tonight to talk about what I want to achieve, I am here to do what I came here to do, to do what I come to every Overdrive to do. That is to take these two fists and shove them down someone’s throat.

Another cheer from the crowd.

Dionysus: You see, while I was preoccupied with trying to get my way to the main event at Shockwave I neglected the fact that I represent something that is itself pretty important around here: the APW Xtreme Championship.

Dionysus raises the belt high into the air; the crowd pop for this.

Dionysus: I know there are plenty of people in the back who right now are turning their noses up and scoffing at the very idea that this ‘hunk of tin crap’, to quote somebody, can be anything more than a sideshow for freaks. Well, let me tell all of you that I remain true to the principles I swore to when I won this title, and that is to ensure that I put this belt back on the map, and that I make sure that the Xtreme division is on an equal footing to any other save the Undisputed Championship itself.

Dionysus: I haven’t abandoned that ideal because I don’t just believe, I know what this belt demands of its champion, and it’s not just that you can take several chair shots. Perseverance, determination, courage, ddaptability, heart, soul, blood, sweat and tears are everything that this championship demands. These are credentials to be valued and to be respected in this business; to be able to reach deep down inside and say ‘I will not submit’ no matter what anybody throws at you, kitchen sink, quite literally, or otherwise.

Dionysus: So I’m making a statement, I’m starting a tradition tonight of putting the Xtreme Championship at the heart of APW like I promised I would all those months ago. I’ve always said I would be a fighting champion and I’m a target for anyone who wants to take their shot. So starting tonight, starting right now, I’m issuing an open challenge to anyone and everyone. Every week here on Overdrive I will put this title on the line until someone prises it from my grip. Against who it doesn’t matter: big, small, old, young, Overdrive, Asylum, Meltdown, legend or rising star....I’ll even bash Michael Harris’ brains in again if wants me to.

Another cheer from the crowd at the thought of Harris getting beaten up.

Dionysus: I’m here, I’m waiting for anyone who wants to come out and prove to the world they are better than me.

Harvey: Oh my! Dionysus has laid down the gauntlet here.



Paige: And his opponent

Tom Sawyer by Rush blasts over the PA as the unforgettable guitar riff from Geddy Lee takes the crowd by storm. After the first two riffs, The Hitman makes his way out from backstage and raises both arms high into the air while walking down the ramp.

Paige: From Detroit Michigan, weighing in at 280 pounds, The Hitman, STEVE STRYKER

As he gets booed he only treats them like cheers and continues to amp himself up. He slides in the ring and bounces off of each rope and gets himself ready for the match.

Harvey: A huge opportunity for this man who’s been impressing everyone lately

Chase: John Dionysus is going to have his hands full with Stryker

APW XTREME TITLE MATCH

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John Dionysus © Vs Steve Stryker


The bell rings and Stryker immediately exit’s the ring, looks under the ring and pulls out a Singapore Cane and slides back into the ring.

Harvey: This is Xtreme Rules and Stryker isn’t wasting any time implementing it.

John with out a weapon isn’t backing down. Steve swings the cane at John’s head, who ducks it. Steve then swings it for a body shot, but John jumps back to avoid it. They then circle each other and Steve lifts the cane up going for a head shot, but John tackles Steve down with a double leg take down and hits Steve with some punches to the face. Steve drops the cane and John picks it up. He lifts it in the air and the crowd cheers. Steve gets to his feet and Steve swings the cane, catching Steve in the midsection. Steve is bent over and John brings the Cane down across the back of Steve. The crowd cheers as Steve goes to the corner. John points the Cane into Steve’s direction and the crowd cheers. John goes in for an attack with the Cane and Steve sticks his leg out and kicks John in the midsection. Steve grabs the Cane out of John’s hands and whacks John between the eyes with it. A loud crack is heard as the top of the cane splits and a piece of it flies out of the ring.

Harvey: Man that’s gotta hurt

Chase: Did you hear that? Wow!

John stumbles back towards the middle of the ring, still on his feet. Steve lifts the Cane up and swings it down on the head of John, this time John falls to the mat. Steve tosses the Cane to the mat and the crowd boo’s him. Steve exit’s the ring and looks under the ring for something and pulls out a trash can.

Steve puts the Trash Can on the ring apron. John is up to his feet and runs at the Trash Can, baseball sliding it into Steve’s face. The crowd cheer’s as John grabs the Trash Can and as Steve gets back up to his feet, John puts the Cane over Steve’s head. Steve can’t see a thing and John punches the Trash Can a few times before pushing it right into the ring post!

Chase: What a Dangerous move. John has no respect for Steve’s well being.

Harvey: John has a championship to defend in a match with no rules. He’ll do everything it takes to keep that title!

With Steve on the ground, Steve slides the Trash can off of him. John goes over and begins pulling Steve up and Steve low blows John. The crowd boo’s and Steve grabs John and spears him into the ring apron! Steve then grabs John by his head and sends him face first into the ring barrier. Steve then starts stomping on John’s chest.

Harvey: He’s stomping a mud hole in him!

Chase: Mud hole? Where did you hear that from?

Harvey: I dunno, it just came to me

Steve lifts John up, lifts him up for a suplex and drops John ribs first on top of the ring barrier. John hands over the barrier and Steve kicks John in the face, sending John into the crowd. Steve gets over the ring barrier into the crowd and John is up to his feet and Steve is there to drill him with a punch, sending him towards the crowd who step aside for the megastars.

Harvey: I hope Steve knows that in order to win the Xtreme Title, the pin fall needs to take place in the ring

Chase: Steve knows. He wants to show the fans first hand, the punishment that he’s dealt to John.

A kid with a tray of snack just happens to walk by. Steve grabs it from the kid and hits John in the head with the try. Drinks and popcorn fly everywhere on the Megastars and the fans, making a mess. The ref is yelling at Steve to bring the match back to the ring. Steve grabs John by the head and heads back to ringside. Steve tosses John over the ring barrier. Steve goes back to the ringside area, picks John up and throws him as hard as he can into the ring steps, knocking the steps away from the ring. Steve walks over, picks up the steps and pulls it away from the ring, setting it up between the ring and the barrier. Steve picks John up who gets a few punches in, but Steve knee’s John in the mid section and takes him over to the ring steps.

Harvey: What does Steve have planned here?

Chase: He’s going to put an end to John’s title reign!

Steve stands on the steps and takes John’s head and put it between his leg. Steve lifts John and drops him with a Piledriver onto the ring steps!

Harvey: OH MY GOD! John’s neck could be broken!
Chase: We may be looking at the next Xtreme Champion.

Steve pulls John up and rolls him into the ring, Steve covers
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Harvey: There’s still life in John Dionysus!

Chase: It’s a matter of time now before Steve puts him away!

Steve picks John up and throws him to the corner. Steve runs and catches John with a clothesline. Steve keeps John onto his feet, leans him in the corner and starts punching John in the face and midsection. John tries to get his arms up to block the punches

Harvey: Am I the only one who noticed that the fight in John isn’t there!

Chase: The only thing I see is Steve Stryker on the verge to be the new Xtreme Champion!

Steve pulls John out of the corner and DDT’s him in the middle of the ring. Steve then covers John
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Steve rolls out of the ring and gets him self a steel chair and gets back in the ring. By this time, John is back up and in the corner. Steve charges at John with the chair and John gets both feet up in Steve’s face. Steve drops the chair and John picks it up. Steve lifts his head up and John swings the chair, connecting Steve in the face. John with the chair, repeatedly starts hitting Steve with it in the chest. Steve rolls to his back and John continues to hit Steve with the chair. Hitting him about 15-20 times.

Harvey: John Dionysus has snapped!

Chase: A man who’s snapped like that, has no business in the ring!

John throws the chair down and then gets out of the ring and pulls a table out from under it. John slides the table into the ring. John then pulls out another table and slides it into the ring, and then enters it. Steve is just getting back to his feet and John grabs Steve and hits him with some forearm shots before throwing him into the ropes. Steve comes back running into a boot to the midsection. John picks up the chair and cracks it over the back of Steve’s head. Steve goes down holding the back of his head.

Harvey: Its not looking good for Steve Stryker here.

Chase: And John is setting up the tables.

John picks the first table up and sets it up in the middle of the ring. He then grabs the second table and sets it up beside it. John pulls Steve to his feet and grabs him by the head and slams his face into the table. John hops up onto the table and pulls Steve up on it. Both men are standing on the tables.

Chase: What’s John going for here?

Harvey: Its looks like, Yes, he’s setting him up for the Midas Touch!

John lifts Stryker up for the Psycho Driver and with John having Steve on his shoulders, Steve fights out of it, elbowing John. Steve lands behind John, grabs him in a Full Nelson and Slams him through both tables!

Harvey: HOLY CRAP!!

Chase: BOUNTY KILL THROUGH TWO TABLES!!

Steve lands on top of John and the ref slides in for the cover
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Winner and NEW APW Xtreme Champion: Steve Stryker[/center]

The bell rings and Steve’s music hits. He jumps to his feet in excitement and grabs the belt from Nicky Paige who’s about to hand it to the ref.

Harvey: And we have ourselves a new APW Xtreme Champion!

Chase: I knew he could do it. Huge win for Steve Stryker here tonight! History has been made

Steve celebrates with the title as John lays on the mat, on the broken tables. High lights from the match is down as Steve exit’s the ring and heads up the ramp and we go to commercial

[President Jeff]

Paige: Following tag team contest scheduled for one fall and is for the APW Tag Team Championship.

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: Introducing the first challenger: from London, England; weighing in at 248lbs...KEATON SAINT!

“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 partner: from North Dakota; weighing in at 215lbs...C.J. GATES!

Harvey: This is it, Johnny, main event time, and another huge title match on Overdrive.

Chase: It’s not been great times for C.J. Gates and Keaton Saint of late. This is a chance for them to prove they are still among the elite around here.

The lights in the arena dim, as the opening chords to “Invincible” begin to blast throughout the speakers, eliciting an enormous cheer…

I'm feeling invincible tonight
I'm alive, take a look into my eyes
This time I'ma take you for a ride
I'm invincible tonight

Suddenly, both Kurt Noble and Chris Hart step through the curtains, getting another loud ovation. Both men move to opposite ends of the stage, as white smoke begins to fill the stage. Both Noble and Hart reach respective ends of the stage, and each man throws a fist into the air.

Believe me
You never met a motherfucker like me
Bet you never seen the things that I've seen
Bottled up inside
This time I'm taking back my life

I'm rising up
I've had enough

Both men walk back towards the middle of the stage, as the smoke fully fills the stage. The grin, before walking down to the ring. Noble slaps a few fans’ hands, as does Hart.

Paige: Making their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 425lbs, they are the current APW Tag Team Champions...NOBLE-HART!

Hart slides into the ring, while Noble slowly walks up the stairs. Both men go to opposite turnbuckles, and throw more fists into the air, as the camera zooms out on both men.

I'm invincible tonight.

Both men hop down from their turnbuckles, and do a quick pound, as they stand against the ropes, casually waiting for the match to begin. Noble removes his sunglasses, and Hart does some stretches, as their music cuts off.

APW Tag Team Championship Match
Noble-Hart (c) vs. C.J. Gates & Keaton Saint

After the ritual of the referee holding the championship belts aloft to signal the titles on the line and stare down from corner to corner the match begins with the sound of a bell and Kurt Noble opening the title defence against Keaton Saint. Both men come together feeling out for a collar-elbow tie-up but Noble catches Saint by surprise with a jab, then follows up by grabbing Saint around the back of the head and landing two forearms smashes to the face, then finished off with a short-arm European uppercut that drops Saint to the mat. Noble circles around his opponent throwing out a pose to the crowd, then grabs Saint into a sleeper hold and drops to the mat, turning Saint onto his stomach.

Harvey: Already we’re seeing that ground-based style that Kurt Noble favours after that quick flurry to put Keaton Saint down.

Chase: I’ve got to say I’ve been warming to Kurt Noble in recent weeks.

Harvey: Really?

Chase: Yeah, I’m not saying I like the guy, but I’m beginning to see reasons why he isn’t a complete jackal.

Meanwhile Noble has the sleeper hold synched on Saint and the referee, suspicious that Noble is using it to choke out Saint, tells him to break it up. Noble turns Saint over and relives a bit of the pressure until the ref is satisfied and then tries to turn it into a dragon sleeper, but Saint twists out and quickly lands to hard rights that knock Noble off balance. Saint whips Noble across the ring against the ropes and then drops him with a running shoulder charge to buy himself a few seconds. Noble quickly starts to move towards his corner, but Saint cuts him off and tries to apply the Keaton Clutch, but Noble counters and uses Saint’s forward momentum to hip toss him to the mat and then tries to grab Saint into a half nelson reverse facelock, but Saint counters from with position with something that ends up looking like a Pele kick, knocking Noble back onto the ropes near the corner where C.J. Gates is shouting words of encouragement.

Harvey: A fascinating exchange between arguably two of the most technically competent wrestlers in the APW.

Chase: Two sharp operators, and both of these men could end this match instantly with a submission manoeuvre.

Noble, barely acknowledge C.J. presence, runs back at Saint but gets countered with a hip toss, which is quickly transitioned into an armbar, but Noble fights to his feet before Saint can pin him down with his legs. Noble hits out with his free arm, but Saint holds on and manages to wrap his legs around Noble’s neck and applies a front-arm triangle.

Harvey: This could be it! Saint has that MMA-style submission locked in on Noble.

Chase: This is gonna test the champ’s resolve. If he can’t escape quickly he will have to tap.

But Noble reacts quickly, flipping his body forward and dragging Saint’s legs with him to form a bridged pin. The ref, alter, drops to the mat...

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Harvey: Fantastic innovation from our Undisputed Champion, and scoring him a near fall.

Both men get to their feet and there is applause from the crowd in appreciation of that mat-based exchange. Noble gives Saint a golf clap, but the Patron Saint isn’t out there to earn compliments, so he charges in, lifts and drops Noble to the mat with a double leg takedown, quickly mounting and unloading a barrage of lefts and rights, Noble trying desperately to block and parry as many as he can. Saint rolls off and gets to his feet, gesturing Noble to get up. The double champ does and Saint tries to wrap his arms around Noble, but before he can lock in the arms Noble counters with a back elbow, then spins and connects with an Enziguri that spins Saint around so that he lands across the second rope facing towards the crowd. Noble moves in quickly and grabs Saint into a waist lock and pulls him out of the ropes, but Saint now counters the attempted German suplex by wrap a foot around Noble ankle, followed by a snapmare counter, from which Saint again tries to lock in the Keaton Clutch, but Noble powers to his feet and, pushing himself backwards, powers Saint into a corner, the corner where C.J. Gates is standing and tags himself in.

Harvey: Listen to this crowd. Listen to this noise. This is the confrontation we’ve all been waiting for – Kurt Noble versus C.J. Gates, part three.

Chase: Judging by that expression on Kurt Noble’s face I don’t think he is as keen as the crowd.

That’s right Noble has backed towards his own corner and stops as he sees C.J. Gates sling-shot into the ring. Noble looks at the man he beat to become Undisputed Champion, shakes his head and quickly stomps over to his corner to tag in Chris Hart. There is booing from the disappointed crowd. However, Chris Hart is out to make his own mark and he steps in for a collar-elbow tie-up with C.J. Gates, but the former Undisputed Champion quickly puts Hart into a side headlock. After a few seconds Hart twists out and hits Gates with a stiff palm thrust that knocks him back a couple of steps. Hart steps in and delivers a second and a third that knock Gates into a corner. Hart climbs to the second rope, grabs C.J. by the back of the head and delivers repeated palm thrusts, the crowd counting for ten, before Hart tosses Gates across the ring with a monkey flip and then climbs to the top rope.

Harvey: Chris Hart has really taken the momentum in this match and put it all on his team’s side.

Chase: It’s like Chris Hart has found a new lease of life since rekindling his partnership wit Kurt Noble.

C.J. Gates gets to his feet centre ring and turns towards Hart who flies off the top rope looking for a hurricanrana, but C.J. catches him and falls forward, planting Hart with a move that resembles a falling powerbomb, although lacking the move’s usual impact. From here C.J. gets to his feet and grabs Hart’s legs and catapults him back into the corner, Hart’s face connecting with the top turnbuckle. Hart stumbles out of the corner backwards, C.J. runs to the ropes and springboards off the top rope to hit a modified version of his Dropping Dow in the form of a springboard moonsault leg lariat bulldog. The crowd pop for the majesty of C.J.’s acrobatics. He quickly makes the cover...

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Harvey: C.J. & Saint a fraction away from becoming Tag Team Champions there.

C.J. is quick to his feet, but Noble backs off with his hands raised to chest height and his palms facing C.J.

Harvey: You have to suspect there is a little bit of gamesmanship going on there.

Chase: What do you mean? Noble isn’t the legal man; he’s got no business trading blows with C.J. right now.

C.J. turns back to Hart as Noble takes up his position on the apron, but as he bends down to grabs Hart he is quickly rolled into an inside cradle...

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Both men get to their feet and scamper to their respective corners to tag in their partners. Once again Saint catches Noble cold, running across the ring and doubles him over with a knee to the midsection. Saint puts Noble into a side headlock and then marches him across to Saint’s corner and tags in C.J. Gates. Again the crowd cheer believing this is the moment. Gates tells Saint to let Noble out of the hold and they begin to circle in the ring. They tease a tie-up, but Noble ducks under C.J.’s arm and tags in Chris Hart. The crowd boo again as Noble takes up his position on the apron and wags a finger at C.J.

Harvey: What on earth is going on here? Kurt Noble seems to be refusing to stay in the ring with C.J. Gates.

C.J. Gates stands in the ring with his arms outstretched, then he points at Noble and gestures for him to get back into the ring. Chris Hart looks on a bit mystified, then walks over and offers his hand to Noble for the tag, but the Undisputed Champion remains unmoved. C.J. instead decides to take matters into his own hands, charging across and nailing Noble with clothesline that knocks the double champ off the ring apron. Hart grabs C.J., turns him around and delivers a couple of shots, C.J. fires back with a couple of his own, Hart replies with a palm thrusts, C.J. with an open palm strike to the face, then C.J. grabs Hart and plants him with a running bulldog. C.J. heads straight for the top rope and calls out for The Gatecrasher when Noble appears on the ring apron, climbs onto the second rope and the pair start trading blows, to the delight of the fans. Noble rocks C.J. with a hard right, then he pulls the former Undisputed Champion down and hangman’s him on the top rope, and as C.J. turns Hart connects with a Busaiku knee kick. Now Noble is back in position in his corner and is screaming out for a tag.

Harvey: Well, it looks like the crowd are finally going to get what they want here.

Chase: But not without some shenanigans to begin with.

Hart obliges and tags in Kurt Noble, who is quickly all over C.J. like a nasty rash. Beating C.J. into a corner, Noble begins to stomp on C.J. midsection with real intent. Noble eventually picks up C.J., goes to whip him, but ends up pulling him back and sending C.J. head over heels with a short-arm clothesline, following this up by dragging C.J. to his feet and drilling him with a release German suplex. Noble gets to his feet and stands over C.J., something resentful burning inside his eyes. As C.J. begins to stir, Noble reacts by grabbing his leg and synching in the Quixotic Lock. C.J. immediately starts calling out in agony, and Noble starts shouting at him to tap. C.J. tries to inch his way towards the ropes, and Noble shanks the ankle to an almost 90 degree angle, C.J. is left calling out in pain, but Noble is like a predator tearing away at its prey. With a huge effort C.J. seems to add inches to his reach as he grabs onto the bottom rope, but Noble continues to apply the pressure, stopping only after some physical intervention by the referee.

Harvey: C.J. Gates has really ticked Kurt Noble off here. I don’t think we’ve ever seen display this kind of ill-intent.

Chase: I’ll be honest, C.J. Gates, that goody two-shoes, drives me to this kind of rage just by looking at his big cheesy face.

Noble isn’t done there though because he drags C.J. to the centre of the ring and applies the Dance With The Devil, this time applying the pressure along the length of C.J’s spine. The former Undisputed Champ is crying out in extreme agony and looks like he is about to tap when from nowhere comes Keaton Saint, swinging a double axe handle into the side of Noble’s head, flooring him and therefore breaking the submission hold. Now Christ Hart joins the party and he and Saint start trading blows in the middle of the ring. The ref tries to intervene but realises quickly he is helpless to stop this free-for-all.

Harvey: This title match has descended into complete and utter madness here.

Saint starts to get the upper hand on Hart, grabbing him by the head and landing repeated elbow strikes, but Noble rejoins the party and blindsides Saint with a release German suplex. Noble is quickly to his feet and issues some instructions to Chris Hart. They double whip Saint into the ropes and then hit a double dropkick, which is quickly followed up with a double suplex. C.J. Gates has slowly dragged his way to the corner, but neither Noble nor Hart have paid him much heed. Instead Noble issues the instruction for the B.F.E. Hart lifts Keaton into position for his signature ‘Schwein’ piledriver. Noble, behind Hart, locks in a double underhook. They are just about to complete the move when their attention is drawn by a shout from C.J. Gates, who is now standing on the top rope. He points at them both, then lets fly and connects with a split legged, missile front dropkick that knocks down both members of Noble-Hart. C.J. gets to his feet, although he seems to be favouring one leg. Hart gets up first, but C.J. moves in and drops him with a spinning heel kick, and then up again he catches Noble off guard and plants him with the Stamp of Approval. C.J. turns Noble over and makes the cover...

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Harvey: We’ve got new Tag Champi---NO! Noble kicks out! C.J. Gates cannot believe it.

Chase: C.J. Gates cannot beat Kurt Noble. FACT!

C.J. face shows disbelief. He struggles to his feet and hobbles over to the corner, climbing to the top rope, but he takes a little bit too long about it. By the time he lets fly with The Gatecrasher Noble has recovered enough to play possum and rolls out of the way; Gates crashes hard into the mat.

Harvey: C.J. Gates went for broke there...but the gamble did not pay off.

Chase: And now it looks like Kurt Noble is going to end this.

Noble has C.J. set up for the Noble Neckbreaker and he is about to deliver it when Saint comes out of nowhere with a flying lariat. Saint wastes no time in following this up, drilling Noble with the Aztec suplex, then springing to his feet he throws out a taunt that gets a huge pop from the crowd. However, Saint doesn’t see Chris Hart coming, and one kick to the midsection later as Saint set-up for the Hart Break, which connects. Hart spots C.J. Gates getting to his feet and nails a second Hart Break. The noise is metaphorically blowing the roof off the arena (and not far short of doing it literally). Hart drags Kurt Noble across the body of C.J. Gates and standing over them counts along with the referee.

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Hart looks on with disbelief, which then becomes anger when he sees Terry Marvin has dragged the referee out of the ring and is now backing off with his hands in a gesture to suggest his innocence.

Harvey: Now what the hell is this? Marvin has no right to be out here. This match is over!

Chase: He has EVERY right to be out here. This is his Shockwave opponent he’s scouting!

Harvey: Chris Hart had this match won.

Chase: You can’t prove that!

The ref gives Terry Marvin a telling off and the number 1 contender backs off, his hands still raised in a passive gesture. The ref slides back into the ring to discover some sense of order has been restored with Chris Hart and Keaton Saint making their way back to their corner, albeit with one eye on Terry Marvin, while C.J. and Noble are slowly crawling their way towards a tag. There is a clap beat from the crowd to encourage both men, and they both make the tag simultaneously. Hart and Saint step in and meet halfway, trading frantic blows. Hart tries to get in a middle kick, but Saint catches the leg; Hart tries to counter with an Enziguri, but this to counters and he lifts Hart into a horizontal position. Walking to the middle of the ring, Saint hits the Paragon Backbreaker. Saint covers...

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Harvey: It’s over now...surely...NO!

Chase: WHAT! HOW?

Harvey: That damn Terry Marvin!

This time Terry Marvin dragged Keaton Saint off Chris Hart to break the cover, quickly sliding out of the ring and dashing halfway back up the ramp. The ref looks on, unsure what to do (and probably reasoning things are even now), but he isn’t required to think because Hart, out of nowhere, hits Saint with an single hand bulldog.

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Hart lifts Saint and sets him up for another Hart Break, but Saint counters and pushes Hart into the ropes, hitting a toe kick on Hart when he returns and setting him up for the Paragon DDT. However, Terry Marvin jumps onto the apron. Saint, unable to resist, runs in and hits a lariat that knocks Terry off the apron. Hart slides up behind Saint and rolls him into a school-boy...

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Winners and still APW Tag Team Champions: Noble-Hart

Harvey: Noble-Hart have retained the titles!

Chase: With a big assist from Terry Marvin.

Harvey: So much for staying out of this, huh?

Chase: He’s the #1 contender – he goes wherever he pleases.

Inside the ring Noble-Hart are on their feet with their arms aloft; Saint and C.J. are now back on the ramp, disappointed expressions on their faces. The referee hands Noble-Hart their Tag Team Championship belts, but Noble asks why his Undisputed Championship belt is missing. The answer is nearby because Marvin sneaks up behind Noble with Noble’s Undisputed title in his hands and crouches down, just waiting for him to turn around. Noble finally does and Marvin springs forward catching Kurt completely off guard and swings the title at his head.

Harvey: So much for not attacking him until shockwave!

As Kurt closes his eyes bracing for contact…none comes. Marvin stops just inches away from Kurts head as he just stands there smiling at Kurt before dropping the title at his feet.

Chase: Wait What? What the hell is he doing? He could have taken Noble out right here and now!

Terry holds his hands up, his fingers just a centimeter apart and repeats “This Close Kurt, This Close” as he laughs and rolls out of the ring. He backs up the rampway with his eyes locked on Kurt. He stops at the top, Points at Kurt…. Points at his head… and then motions around his waist where the title will soon be. He then continues to the back.

Harvey: The build towards Shockwave and the mind games have begun. Goodnight!

The APW Logo flashes on the screen as the camera focus on Kurt and we go off the air