APW Asylum 8/12-Boise, Idaho

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Pyro explodes from the stage as Ida Maria's "Bad Karma" blares over the speakers. The fans are on their feet as the camera pans the crowd, showing off the signs in the crowd! There are numerous signs for Anthony Bailey and Sally Talfourd, the two combatants who will face off in two weeks at Shockwave for the World Heavyweight Championship, as well as a group of Julius Farquhar fans who are holding up picket signs saying things like "Reggie's Unfair!" and "We Want Julius!" There's a fan in crowd sporting a backwards ball cap and a cutout sign of a cartoon version of Johnny Sykes, and a Jason Kash fan next to him with a sign that reads "KASH: BRING THE VIOLENCE BACK!"

Nailz: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to APW Asylum! We're here live in the Taco Bell Arena in Boise, Idaho, and we are two short weeks away from the biggest show of the Summer, APW Shockwave!

Beckett: We may be two weeks away from Shockwave, but that doesn't mean we should look past the simply electric show we have in store for tonight!

Nailz: Indeed, we'll be getting a mini preview of Shockwave when Jason Kash takes on Johnny Sykes later in tonight's broadcast! Those two men will be a part of the Four Way TLC Match at Shockwave for the Pro-Life Championship!

Beckett: Speaking of the Pro-Life Championship, by holding onto the title this long, Michael Callahan has officially become the longest reigning champion in Asylum history, and tonight, he will celebrate that fact in grand fashion, I'm being told!

Nailz: Oh brother! I wonder how self-indulgent that's gonna be! But in our Main Event, we have a blockbuster match, as APW World Heavyweight Champion Anthony Bailey takes on the newest member of the Asylum roster, Johnny Rebel!

Beckett: That's going to be a huge match, but we're going to kick things right off with a match! Let's send it to Adam Stenfelder in the ring!

Stenfelder: The following is the Opening match for tonight's show. Introducing first, he's coming to Asylum on loan from Meltdown. He's Bad, He's Intense, He's....MISSSSTTTTERRRRRR DAAANNGGERRRRROUUUUSSS!!!

"Real American" hits the speakes. Mr. Dangerous comes through the curtain and trips over it, hitting his face on the ramp. After a minute or two, he gets up and makes his way down the ramp. He climbs the stairs and trips while walking through the ropes. He does, however, catch himself before he falls. He climbs the turnbuckle's but trips as he's making his way up the bottom. He hits his head on the ring post and is laid out in the ring.

Stenfelder: His opponent, recently promoted to the Asylum roster. The once promising MegaStar! The "Grand Messiah" CAMMMERRROONNN WOOLLLVVESSS!!!

Tremendously splintering double-kick pedals resonate through the arenas PA sound-system. It is abruptly followed in suit by a solo, comprehensible death metal 'growl'.

"FUCKING BOW DOWN!"

UPon such utterances, the rest of the instrumentation of "Bow Down", by Born of Osiris feverishly pours out from the arenas PA system, a minor cascading of booing is admitted from the audience in attendance. The lights dim to a slight degree, and hasty arrays of yellow, green and red flash. As the rest of the instrumentation kicks into full effect, Cameron Wolves struts onto the stage. His face mixed between that of megalomania, and a look of lividness. As he proceeds down the ramp, he 'sykes' out a couple of younger fans, extending his arm for high-fives, then instantly retracting his arm back when signs of a returned high-five seem imminent. Dashing around the ring, halfway, Wolves grasp upon he middle rope, pulling himself upon the apron, and with great haste, ascending the top turnbuckle. Upon arriving atop of the ring, Wolves fully extends both of his arms, pushing his chest slightly forward, o be met with cascading boo's, in which he indulges himself.

Nailz: Mr. Dangerous is exciting! He's the best guy never to win an APW Championship yet. Not counting his becoming the replacement partner to Jason Kash when he defended the Tag Titles against RSM back in October.

Beckett: Cameron Wolves has been a disappointment the very second he showed up on Asylum. I think his first night he came out and got overwhelmed by all the Asylum Megastars and lost something in that moment.

The bell sounds and Mr. Dangerous becomes cautious as the two begin to circle each other. Wolves rushes back, hitting the ropes and vaulting himself at Dangerous. Wolves goes for a flying forearm but Dangerous ducks. They both spin around, Cameronn Wolves snaps, going for a Superkick which he calls "Funk Volume" and Mr. Dangerous drops to his knees and throws a single solid punch, hitting Cameron Wolves in the groin. Wolves tilts over, leg still raised in a missed Superkick attempt as he hits the canvas. Mr. Dangerous covers him as the referee drops and makes the count.

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Stenfelder: YOUR WINNER VIA PINFALL!! MR. DANGEROUS!!!

Nailz: Oh My GOD!! Dangerous beat Wolves! Dangerous beat Wolves!!

Beckett: He hit him in the Danglers!!! HAHAHA!!!

"Real American" plays as the fans go crazy for Mr. Dangerous. He's even surprised as the referee raises his arm up in victory. He begins going nuts celebrating, he leaves the ring and dives into the crowd.

In the backstage area just right outside the personalized locker-room of one Johnny Sykes, the cameras catch up to Jack Spade whom happened to be standing there with the Original Pranksta himself. Upon realizing that the cameras were on them, Spade lifted the microphone to begin conducting his interview.

Jack Spade: Ladies and gentlemen, I am standing here with up and coming sensation, Johnny Sykes. How are you doing tonight?

Johnny Sykes: Oh I’d say I’m someone between amazing and friggin’ awesome. I might reach that level of being friggin’ awesome depending on how tonight goes.

Jack Spade: Ahh yes, tonight you’ll be going one on one with the former APW World Heavyweight Champion: Jason Kash. Quite the huge matchup and quite the opportunity for you. How do you think it’s going to end?

Johnny Sykes: I aint one to be all full of himself and what not. That’s not my ammo but I have heard what people have had to say about me. It’s the same thing I have heard for years. I’m too goofy and too laid back to be taken seriously. This is what leads to people like Kash thinking they can bulldoze right over me. But truth is I’m a lot more talented than people give me credit for. Heck dude look at last week for example. I technically beat Kash once already.

Jack Spade: And the same could be said about Kash technically pinning you last week as well. That's exactly why the two of you were added to the TLC Match against Callahan at Shockwave.

Johnny Sykes: True that, true that. Not even going to deny it. However home-slice the point I am trying to make is I am talented. I have the tools to be that next guy. If I didn’t I wouldn’t even be in the TLC Match at Shockwave. Kash might be a two time World Champion and all. He might be one of the biggest names in APW today, but we all fall from grace eventually. So I think it’s going to end just the way I want it too.

Jack Spade: Well one could only assume that you mean you plan on winning, if you see it going the way you want it too. What is the plan for tonight then? Certainly you’ve got a trick or two up your sleeve.

Johnny Sykes: Not really sure if I have a ‘plan’ per say little Jack Sparrow but what I do know is this. I want to win. I have something to prove and I have been in this business for years but never really had that shining moment. Never had a chance to really break through and now is the time to take the proper measures to make sure that happens. not sure how or what it’s going to take but tonight I’ll make sure that people learn the first rule about wrestling. Never judge a book by its cover and secondly we’re all gonna see Kash get … SYKED OUT![/u][/color]

Sykes gave a bit of a boyish grin to the cameras as the fans could be heard going wild. On that note though the cameras proceeded to cut back out to the ringside area seeing as the next match was set to take place here shortly.

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When we come back from commercial, Michael Callahan is already in the ring holding his Pro Life Championship high above his head with his trademark grin and glaringly projected sense of entitlement and accomplishment. Now it goes without saying that we all know what Michael has come out here to do but the crowd want no part of it as they voice their disapproval with thumbs down and round the board booing much to Callahan's delight. He slings the championship belt over his shoulder casually and pulls a microphone out that was tucked into his waistband.

Michael Callahan: Helllooooooo citizens of Asylum!

Further disapproval and jeering which drags to edges of Callahan's crooked smirk from one ear all the way up to the other. It really is a disgusting sight to see how glib this so called “representative of the people” is.

Michael Callahan: That's what I'm talking about. It's great hear the voices of my constituents true and proud cheering me on louder than ever in celebration of this momentous occasion. For you see my constituents, tonight, I, Michael Callahan become the longest reigning champion in Asylum history!

And with that he raises the iconic Pro Life Championship belt once more in the air as if proof need be that he's the champion. Once again this fails to set well with the attending audience resulting in a member of the throngs of Asylum fans hurtling a plastic baby at Callahan just narrowly skimming his perfectly coifed combover as he shouts “KISS THAT BABY, JERK!”

Michael Callahan: That's right ladies and gentlemen! For months I fought to prove my supremacy under the ground-breaking Rico Casteel record as the longest reigning Suicidal slash Pro-Life Champion in history. Stamping my seal of authority on that by setting my own record, I then set sights on becoming the longest reigning champion in the history of the brand, a record formerly held by our once beloved James Chambers with the World Championship and as of today, I am delighted to tell you that my reign is exactly as long as that. What with me having no match and everything, that record is as good as mine! It is no proven beyond doubt that I am the most dominant champion in ALL of Asylum history and that nobody, not Jair Hopkins, not Johnny Sykes and certainly not that awful miscreant Jason Kash can EVER hope to stop-

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A repetitive, rhthymic thumping sound booms throughout the arena distracting everyone including Callahan. All eyes turn towards the titan-tron, the source of the noise emanating from there.

Michael Callahan: What the Hell is that?

Nailz: Concurred! What's that whoomping sound?

Beckett: It sounds like somebody's dicking with a boom mic, or wait... does that sound like stomping to you-OH MY GOD LOOK OVER IN THE CORNER! South-West side of the arena! Is that what I think it is?!

From the corner of the building strolls an Indian elephant complete with decorative paint and a large blanket draped across its burly back. Being lead by two guys on black shirts, the huge creature strolls into the building as casally as you could hope for from an elephant with the occasion blare of its trumpet firing off into the air.

Nailz: Jesus Christ! Everybody run for your lives! We've got a live elephant in the arena and boy oh boy does it look pissed! Who the heck is driving that thing?

Beckett: Driving? It's an elephant! You don't DRIVE an elephent! This is funny! Hahaha!

Nailz: Are you serious? This isn't funny! Do you know how many people we could hurt, maim or even kill with that beast? That's a ten tonne animal with no natural predators! Pest control can't bring in wolves to handle this! We're not trained! We're not trained dammit! We're not trained!

Making its way down to the ring, the cameras try and get a good shot of the rider of the elephant but struggle to get anywhere near it because obviously they don't want to get trampled. Eventually one of the crowd cameras manages to get a shot and you can see that it's recently signed APW megastar “The Soul of Philly” TJ who's decided to stroll in on this jumbo beast.

Michael Callahan: What in God's name is going on? Is that-... TJ?! WHAT'RE YOU DOING?!

Nailz: Let this be a lesson to anyone who tries to argue that Asylum is the A-show in APW. It's simply not the case. Overdrive has Kurt Noble, Terry Marvin, Keaton Saint and Delikado. We have Michael Callahan and “Dat Soul of Filet” riding a dangerous animal in our building.

When TJ and the elephant arrive at ringside, he throws a rope-ladder down the side of the massive creature and climbs down slowly with the most nonchalant look on his face as if arriving ot a wrestling show on an endangered animal is run of the mill acceptable behaviour. Callahan not prepared to let TJ get into his ring decides to go out and confront the giant Philly native about the absurdity of his actions.

Michael Callahan: Let me guess, Republican, elephant, a tribute to the size of my reign right? Where did you even get this thing?

TJ: I found it.

Michael Callahan: You found-ugh, you found an elephant. Good grief man. And why have you brought it here?

TJ: Gift. Here ya go. I gotta match to go get ready for. Later.

TJ hands him the rope to lead the elephant with which Callahan can barely lift. He struggles to hold it up and tries to plead with TJ who's already heading backstage.

Michael Callahan: Wait, come back here! I don't want an elephant.

He looks around forlornly at the TJ, the crowd and then the tech assistants not sure what to do now that he's been presented with an apex predator as a gift.

Michael Callahan: Can we get this escorted out of the building? This is absurd.

Reluctantly a group of tech assistants grab the rope from Callahan and start leading the elephant back up the entrance ramp much to the sorrow of the Asylum fans who let out a collective groan of disappointment at the removal of this adorable giant.

Michael Callahan: Thank you, thank you.

Callahan takes the microphone and returns to the ring, still baffled by it all but relieved that it was resolved so quickly. Ever the performer, he realises the essence of the axiom “The show must go on” and returns to addressing the constituents.

Michael Callahan: Now with that rather curious distraction aside I-

HEEHAW!

Make no mistake. That's not Shane Borderland riding in on a mule but rather the calling card of Johnny Knuckles Donkey Punch right to the back of Callahan's head sending him flying to the floor like a sack of concrete.

Beckett: Whoa! Where the Hell did they come from?

Joined by Jason Kash and Shane Borderland, the three men start laying waste to the Pro Life Champion. Boots to the head and rib shots from all around, Kash quickly puts the emphasis on by hitting Callahan with Under the Influence and Shane Borderland does his finishing move, The (CHECK).

Nailz: Jesus Christ. That was their gambit? They have to distract our Pro Life Champion with an enormous creature so they can jump him?! That's ridiculous! I hate this show!

From the crowd more and more megastars flock to join in this mass drubbing of Callahan. Sally Talfourd, Johnny Sykes and Jair Hopkins who all have some form of beef or another with Callahan have arrived just in time to kick some ass.

Beckett: Callahan is getting laid into here and- wait, more Mega Stars are filing in from the crowd because, let's face it, the entrance ramp is an impossibility right now and they're flooding the ring in their numbers!

With so many ego's present in the ring it seems like it'd be difficult for them all to coexist but all three join straight in with the rest of the band to start beating on Callahan. Hopkins is first to continue the sequence of hitting finishing moves on Callahan and does so with the OMFG, making sure to plant in that double foot stomp for good measure. Sykes is next up to bat and hits the Syked Out on the battered Callahan, the Flux Capacitor connecting perfectly. Finally the sequence is all but complete with Sally hitting her devastating Happy Ending leaving no doubt in anyone's mind that Callahan is well and truly done in.

Nailz: This can't get any worse.

Beckett: Oh yes it can!

Completing the family portrait of this brutal Asylum beatdown is Anthony Bailey, a man who's been needlessly interfered with by Callahan on a number of occasions ever since the day he refused to join the ranks of the TRI. Now it's his turn for revenge. Everyone works together to grab a limp, unconscious Callahan and set him up for the coup de grace.

Beckett: And there's the World Heavyweight Champion! Anthony Bailey is getting in on the action! Everybody wants to give Michael Callahan that well deserved ass kicking that he's been overdue for so long!

Nailz: It just goes to show ya kids, to get one over on Michael Callahan it takes the entire roster pooling in to rent out one of the local carnivals main attractions. I can't believe this is in anyway shape or form legal.

Finally Bailey as always does what's expected of him. Putting the icing on the cake as he soars through the air with a devastating Word of Promise, he plants Callahan's face square into the mat with authority. Standing up and throwing his arms right up high in the air to celebrate, everyone starts cheering and clapping the abject beating of the motionless Callahan who lies motionless in the ring. It's serene how through the mutual hatred of one man, all of Asylum's major players can be united as brothers in arms. Right now there's peace on Asylum but only for these fleeting moments.

Beckett: And there you have it! The Word of Promise! The exclamation point here in an Asylum style beatdown for a man who just couldn't stop running his mouth! I'd like to say I feel sorry for Callahan but really, after all of the self-indulgent BS we've had to put up with since his arrival here back in January I can't say I blame the roster for reacting this way.

Everyone joins Bailey in the celebration of Callahan's upheaval, a united rogues gallery of Asylum's finest raising their arms over the body of the pulped Callahan as the camera starts to pan out.

Nailz: Can you smell that? I think an elephant just took a dump on our show.

Beckett: And that sounds like an appropriate time to cut to commercial!

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Stenfelder: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

The fans cheer as "Under and Over It" by Five Finger Death Punch plays. After a few seconds, Mini-Knuckles darts out and heads to the left side of the stage taunting the crowd as they cheer, he runs to the right side of the stage and gets the same reaction. Johnny Knuckles accompanies him, smiling as he follows his friend down the ramp. They go to the top of the ramp and stares at the crowd. They grin, shake their heads and storm down to the ring.

Stenfelder: Making his way to the ring first, accompanied by Johnny Knuckles, weighing in at 100 pounds, from the Bronx, New York, Mini Knuckles!

Nailz: After the events of last week's Tag Team Match, Mini-Knuckles has requested this match with Phil Atken here tonight!

Beckett: Not sure how smart it is of the little guy to ask for the match here tonight, but bless his little hobbit heart!

Nailz: Did you just call Mini-Knux a hobbit? That's offensive!

He runs over to the middle rope in the back corner and gets the crowd roaring, then he takes off his silk shirt, italian hat and gold chains and hops around in the corner with a stern focused look ready to attack. Johnny Knuckles gives him a low five, and then heads out of the ring, joining Nailz and Beckett at the announce table.

Nailz: Looks like we're going to have ourselves a special guest here at the announce table for this match! Thank you for joining us, Johnny!

Knuckles: Ya' no problem. Honestly, i was shocked when Reginald hired him in the first place. Then when he requested the match, i knew he had the right "influence" in his life so i guess this is his way of earnin' his spot.

The lights begin to dim in the arena as spotlights begin to fly around all up and down the joint. Over the loud speaker we hear the beautiful tones of Mr. Dirk Dickwood.

Dickwood: And his opponent, accompanied by Hank, weighing in at 192 pounds, from Glasgow, Scotland, the man who will bring deceny and respect back to APW, Phil Atken!

Nailz: The fact that Phil Atken has even accepted this match is just shameful!

Beckett: I heard he took it on short notice! HA!

Knuckles: Don't suppose Phil is just tryin' to compensate for somethin' right?

The spotlights all join together at the top of the entrance way as “Heavyweight Champion of the World” begins to play. Out from the back stomps Phil Atken, adorned in a sparkly black and gold robe. He gets a reasonable reaction from the crowd. From behind Phil emerge his Head of Security, the one named mute Hank and his agent, manager and perhaps sole friend, Mr. Dirk Dickwood.

Phil hops into the ring as Dirk and the tall, bald and rather mean looking Hank take their place in Phil's corner. Phil carefully passes his shimmering robe into the hands of Dirk. With both combatants in the ring, the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Phil Atken vs. Mini-Knuckles

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Mini-Knuckles runs right up to Atken, throwing a Dropkick at Atken's knees, bringing him down to one knee! Mini-Knux gets up and gives him a slap to face! This only enrages Atken, who reaches up and shoves Mini-Knux to the mat! As Mini-Knux tries to get up, Atken runs in and gives Mini-Knuckles a hard boot right to the face!

Beckett: That should take Mini-Knuckles down a notch!

Knuckles: Ya' wanna' be next Beckett?

From here, Atken just dominates the match, tossing Mini-Knux around the ring like a rag doll. At one point, Atken grabs the downed Mini-Knuckles by the feet, and spins him around the ring before letting go, sending him flying! Mini-Knuckles is groggy as he's trying to make his way up to his feet, and Atken gets down on both knees, mocking him, telling him to get up. As the smaller competitor gets to his feet, Atken pulls him in and gives him a Body Slam from his knees, and then gets to both feet, putting one foot on his chest. The ref makes the count, 1
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Atken purposefully takes his foot off of Mini-Knuckles' chest to break the count! All of a sudden, there's a ruckus up near the stage, where about 20 little people, all dressed as Johnny Knuckles, start storming down the ramp! There are skinny ones, fat ones, some with beards, but all of them are dressed to look like Johnny Knuckles!

Beckett: It looks like Mini-Knux has friends in low places!

Nailz: Would you please stop with the midget jokes! They are not funny, and offensive!

Beckett: So is using the word midget...

Knuckles: I got to go help my buddy out!

The ref calls for the bell as the army of Mini-Knuckleses swarm the ring, and Phil & Hank high tail it out of the ring, hopping the barricade!

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Johnny Knuckles gets a hold of Dickwood, and tosses him beneath the ropes, into the ring with the army of little people! They all gang-up on the arrogant Dirk Dickwood, beating him down with fists and clubbing blows while two of them help the OG Mini-Knux up. Atken and Hank look on in disgust from the crowd as Johnny Knuckles then grabs a hold of the ring steps, setting them up against the barricade, and directing them to give chase! Atken's eyes widen, and he and Hank take off while little people begin to climb the steps and hop the barricade, pursuing the man from Glasgow!

Nailz: In all my years in professional wrestling, I can honestly say I have never seen anything this bizzare!

Beckett: This is just like an episode of The Benny Hill Show! I love it!

APW Asylum goes to commercial with the legion of Mini-Knuckleses and Johnny Knuckles running through the crowd, chasing down Phil Atken!

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We head backstage where Phil Atken and Dickwood, who somehow caught back up with his friend, are hiding from the perspective “MOB” of Mini-Knuckles's who seem to still be chasing chasing them.

Atken: Bloody hell! Where did the goon patrol come from?

Dickwood: Didn't this brand of comedy go out in the ways of Benny Hill?

Out from behind, you see Johnny Knuckles coming out from the bend only to point out where Atken and Dickwood were hiding. The midget patrol come running down the hall after them as Atken and Dickwood run off to find a new spot. They all run past Knuckles as he waves them by. Just as Knuckles wipes his head and gips his chest on laughter, In comes Hank who seems to be chasing the midgets with a huge look of glee on his face like a fat kid at a candy store.

In the hallways backstage you can hear Jason Kash and his PR Manager, Tidus Howe arguing back and forth. As Tidus raises his voice, Kash cracks him in the face with a humorous slap across the cheek. Tidus holds his face, surprised that Kash hit him. The camera moves in closer as the audio is picked up.

Tidus Howe: You hit me!? You swore you'd never hit me..

JKash: I'm gonna hit you again if you keep acting like we're some couple having issues. If you'd quit trying to tell me whats good for me then you wouldn't get hit. You are not here to control me or the way I choose to be. Stay out of that lane, understood?

Tidus Howe: Just trying to help you. If you get busted smoking weed, no matter how good it is for your mental. You will be locked up until after Shockwave. Do you get that? Do YOU understand?

A man who catches Kash's eye as being Michael Callahan is standing with his back to them. Kash's eyes widen as he turns towards "Callahan" and begins creeping in that direction. Just a little down the hallway is a break area with soda machines, even a table full of sandwiches and other quick snacks and bottled drinks. Tidus gives Kash a confused look but then notices "Callahan" at the soda machine. After inserting his quarters, "Callahan" leans forward and pulls out his choice of soda.

In a rush as "Callahan" stands tall, Jason Kash clobbers him from behind, a forearm to the spine of the neck. "Callahan" crashes into the soda machine, dropping his can of soda onto the concrete hallway. Kash grabs the nape of his shirt and the back waistline of his dress slacks and runs "Callahan" into the soda machine head first, breaking through the designed front of the machine. Kash leans down and grabs the can of soda and lifts it in front of him.

JKash: Mountain Dew? Srrious? You know they say Yellow 5 makes your pee pee shrink. Are you suffering from tiny penis Callahan? Is that why you're so Proper? You dirty fucking bastard!!

Spinning "Callahan" around, Kash instantly cracks the unopened can of Mountain Dew across "Callahan's" temple and he collapses into the floor. Tidus Howe walks up and bumps into Kash's shoulder from behind as he looks down and sees that it's not Callahan laying unconscious.

Tidus Howe: Yeah, that's not Callahan..

JKash: Well damn..It looked like Callahan. Come on, I need to get ready for my match.

Kash pops open the can of Mountain Dew and takes a swig. He spits it out in a spray before pouring it out onto the unconscious man. Kash lets the can drop before turning and walking off, Tidus follows him smiling and nodding his head, not at all surprised by Kash's actions.

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We find ourselves backstage once more as Phil Atken and Dirk Dickwood seem to have finally found a reprieve from the grand midget chase of 2012 and slipped into a bathroom to give themselves a little bit of a breather.

Atken: Well this is quite possibly the most ridiculous thing I've been involved win in my life.

Dickwood: Even more ridiculous than when I convinced you I was your father and your mother was a norse viking goddess.

Phil pauses for a second and begins to stroke away at his chin in deep deliberation at whether this was indeed more ridiculous that his rumoured parentage.

Atken: Nope, this is far more ridiculous. I mean... where the hell did he even find them? It's not like they're day workers hanging outside the local DIY shop looking for a gardening gig...

Dickwood: That's pretty racist.

Atken: It's pretty honest. I mean, even if he managed to heard all these little fellas into his giant clown car, how on earth did he manage to get them past security?

Dickwood: You think security is going to stop a rampaging little person army?

Atken: And that raises another point. WHY ARE THEY SO ANGRY! I mean this is beyond the point of the absurd.

Dirk peeks his head out of the door and notices that he the corridor is currently empty.

Dickwood: I think Hank must've chased them off.

Atken: Look, I don't think this is Knuckles working alone. I think that gibbering grey haired buffoon bloody well loved the idea of this idiocy. So you know what you're going to do now?

Dickwood: Have a lovely holiday in an island where I can get cocktails with umbrellas?

Atken: No.

Dirk frowns but it's an expected frown.

Dickwood: Didn't think so.

Atken: You're going to do your job, you're going to storm into that ingrate Reginald Q. Putz office and you are going to put an end to this. I want you to fix this Dirk and I want you to fix it before my death is listed in the local newspaper is being due to "Tragic Midget Stampede".

Dickwood: And how am I going to do that?

Phil leans over and whispers in Dirk's ear as Dirk looks more and more down trodden at the situation.

Dickwood: You're sure you want this?

Atken: Certain.

Dickwood: Your funeral.

Dirk pops his head out of the door again, ensuring the coast is clear he bolts out of the bathroom and in the general direction of Reginald's office. As the cameras cut away, we catch a glimpse of Hank with a hockey stick chasing around some of the Mini-Knuckles gang at the opposite side of the corridor. Phil decides to stay in bathroom.

We return to the ring area with Adam Stenfelder in the ring.

Stenfelder: Please welcome, the number one contender for the Action Packed Wrestling Tap Out Championship, “The Soul of Philly” TJ!

The lights go out and the arena is silent minus the crowd noise. Red and White light go throughout the arena as the opening cords of Nonpoint’s “Hide and Seek” play. As the lyrics begin, TJ comes out with a walking cane as the lights come back on with red flashes every now and again. TJ leans back and roars and then TJ walks down to the ring, using the cane to support himself and slides in the ring.

Nailz: You can see the damage Jules’ attack did on TJ as he is walking with a cane.

Beckett: What doctor recommends a walking cane rather than a crutch?

Nailz: Maybe TJ requested a cane rather than have an abnormally sized crutch.

TJ goes to the corner, electing not to climb up it on his bad ankle, and throws his free arm in the air and then beats his chest with his free arm. TJ limps over to the ropes and is handed a microphone.

TJ: Well, I’m gonna go out on limb here and take a guess that seeing me like this really breaks your hearts?

The crowd groans, whether it’s because of TJ’s terrible puns or not, is up for debate.

TJ: That said, my ankle….

He throws the cane in to the crowd and runs around a bit before coming up limping a bit.

TJ: ...Isn’t as bad as the doctor’s thought at first. Not broken, thank god, but it’s very, very, sore and strained all thanks to one man: Julius Farquhar.

The crowd responds to the name of the current APW Tap Out Champion with resounding boos. TJ hushes the crowd so he may speak.

TJ: Oh come on, he’s not that bad of a guy, I mean, he only spent the entire night trying to break my ankle, which turns out he failed to do. All because he was afraid that I would take the only thing that makes him feel important: The APW Tap Out Championship.

The crowd cheers on TJ, who again hushes them.

TJ: Hey, I love the thought too, but I have to wait until August 26th in the Los Angeles for my chance to do that. Hell, I have to wait that long to get my hands on that English bastard for that attack two weeks ago. You see, because of that attack, Mr. Farquhar has been suspended for that stunt, am I happy? No, I wish he was backstage so I could drag him out here, confront him man to man, and then beat the fish and chips outta him. But I get why Reginald did it, he wants to make sure that one, nothing happens to the Shockwave match and two, Julius gets everything coming to him which includes my right foot and my left foot up his ass and my right hand and left hand down his throat.

The crowd cheers loudly for TJ, who lets the fans get wild. After a few moments, he puts the mic to his mouth and the fans quiet down.

TJ: Maybe it’s just me, but I don’t think Julius understands what he’s doing. See, had he just gone along with the street fight back when I was on Meltdown, when it was first scheduled instead of hide behind legalities and other bullshit, this would have been over; he’d be a broken champion and I’d probably have been called up to Asylum that instant, but he didn’t do that, and we had to have the match last week, and he continue to run from the match until he couldn’t any longer. I did something no other man has done to Julius Farquhar, I manhandled him and, despite his attempt to break my ankle, I still won. Then he had the balls to break into the trainer’s room and attack me, try to put me out and get out of defending his title against me, but he failed to do that, just like he failed to get out of our match, just like he failed to beat me last week, and just like he failed to cost me my match against Jason Andrews weeks ago. He failed to do what he needed to do and he’s going to fail to do what he needs to do at Shockwave and that’s beat me.

: Excuse me, it sounds like someone is flushing the lavatory over and over.

The familiar voice is heard over the PA system, but the knowledge that the man behind the voice, Julius Farquhar is not in the building makes the people wonder where the voice is coming from.

Nailz: Where is he? Julius isn’t allowed in the building per Reginald Schmidt’s orders.

Beckett: Reginald ignored Julius’ requests over and over again, why should he show Reginald respect?

TJ: If you’re that stupid to show up to the building while on suspension, then you’re stupid enough to come down here and get your ass kicked, again.

The big screen schitzs out from a camera view’s of TJ to the face of Phil, the interviewer-turned-lackey for Julius Farquhar.

Phil: Fixed it, they can see you now.

Julius: Thank you Phillip.

The appearance of Julius Farquhar on the screen makes the fans boo as TJ folds his arms and shakes his head as he looks at the screen.

Julius: Good evening Idaho! I know you would all prefer to see the world’s only Quintessentially English wrestler, and the only man to make Anthony Bailey tap out, in the flesh, but all letters of complaint ought to be directed to the office of that blithering moron, Reginald Schmidt. Just look at this person standing in the ring before you as a prime example of where this show is going awry. Do not misunderstand me, I know there is more intelligence in the potatoes around here than there is in the people, but even a feral state like Idaho needs a role model: someone like me who possesses a superior, sophisticated, thinking mind, not this noxious vagrant standing before you.

TJ: Mind telling all of us where the hell you are Aristotle?

Julius: I am taken aback, you know who Aristotle is. I am back in my Windsor home, a veritable utopia of the civilised world. But let us not get off track, I have had Phil crack into the feed and broadcast me to deliver a message.

TJ: And that is?

Jules: You may have stolen a victory like a petty thief, but I won the battle. While you were going about our street fight last week like a bull in a china shop, I set about damaging your ankle so badly that you will be fortunate if you ever walk in a straight line again. I have created on your body an area of weakness that I fully intend on exploiting. At Shockwave you will not be able to catch me by surprise and roll me into a sneaky pinfall because my Tap Out Championship belt is defended in submission only matches. Your much vaunted power and strength will serve you no purpose in our match because a Quintessentially Englishman never quits.

TJ’s body language says it all: He completely over looked that fact in his analysis of Jules action. Everything makes sense and Julius sees that.

Nailz: That’s right; does TJ even have a submission move?

Beckett: I don’t think he does.

Jules: Last week was merely a case of me setting out the pieces of this whole game – my game. You are a man walking wounded and I fully intend on breaking every bone and snapping every ligament in that weakened joint in order to break you as a man and make you give up and accept my technical superiority over you.

Julius lets out an evil chuckle as boos rain from the crowd. TJ shakes his head before lowering it.

Julius: Phillip, how do I leave this?

TJ’s head pops up and he puts the mic to his mouth.

TJ: Wait, Julius, I have a question for someone as bright as you are.

Julius: I guess I am not above offering charity.

TJ: You’re right about outwitting me, and I shouldn’t be surprised, but I want to know how you would react to me beating the hell out of you before you even breathe on my ankle.

The crowd roars at TJ’s classic brute rebuttal. Julius shakes his head disapprovingly at TJ.

Julius: Tsk tsk tsk, I am disappointed. I truly thought you may about to redeem your brutish appearance. I will answer your question with one of my own: How confident that you will even make it to Shockwave to have your ankle and your will broken my two beautiful hands. If I could be there tonight I would finish you for good, but, alas, Reginald Schmidt is intent on protecting you from the Quintessentially English Empire. But I will say this as my departing words: accidents do happen in the workplace, especially in one as dangerous as ours.

Nailz: What does that mean? You think Julius has something planned?

Beckett: Julius has proven over and over that he’s a step ahead of TJ, I don’t see why he wouldn’t have something, I’m excited for later tonight.

Nailz: We’ll be right back folks with Mike Morrison facing Calvin Ingram

The feed cuts out we fade to commercial with TJ standing in the ring pondering the exchange he’s just had.

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Stenfelder: The following match will be contested under Single Fall Rules. Introducing First...He hails from Soho, London England! "Mr. Madness" MIKE MORRRISOONN!!

The camera zooms onto the ramp and Mike comes out with a wide eyed look on his face, he walks down casually with a cane he dances as if performing a swing number.
When he enters the ring he throws the cane out to the crowd. And sits in the corner waiting for his opponent.

Stenfelder: His opponent who comes to us from Edinburgh, Scotland. "The Scottish Tormentor" CALLLVIINN INNNNGRAAMMM!!!

The lights dim, and everyone directs their attention to the stage. The beginning bass line of "Digital bath" by The Deftones plays. Smoke begins forming in the center of the stage as some fans cheer for the man about to come out, others booing. The smoke gets heavier and heavier, until suddenly the pounding guitars kick in along with two huge blasts of golden pyrotechnics. Calvin Ingram emerges from the smoke pointing to the crowd and mouthing things. He walks to both sides of the stage, pointing and such, until returning to the center and jogging down the ramp as the lyrics are playing.

He is wearing an expensive white linen hoodie sweat shirt clapping his hands as he points from a distance at someone in the crowd holding up a sign that says “Calvin Ingram: Recruit Me”. He gets into the face of another fan in his mid-thirties and out of shape who shouted obscenities towards him. He smirks before hurling a glob of spit into the fans face before motioning for him to come over the guard rail until Security hold him back. Ingram then laughs before slowly stalking towards the ring with an evil smirk upon his face slowly whipping his hair for the ladies in attendance.

Beckett: This match was delayed from last week and now we finally get to see Mike Morrison Vs. Calvin Ingram, I hope the wait was worth the excitement that this match could provide. I'm surely excited!

Nailz: Do you think Calvin thinks women actually find him attractive? That chin is horrid and his long hair makes him look like one of the Hanson Brothers..

Beckett: I'd hush up if I were you, if Ingram hears you he'd for sure come and kick your ass. He'd actually beat you..

Just as soon as Calvin enters the ring, Mike Morrison hurls himself at the Scottish man. Morrison sinks his teeth down onto the shoulder of Ingram and he lets out a yelp before shoving Morrison off of him. The referee checks on Ingram but Mike Morrison rushes in again and leaps onto Calvin with a Lou Thez press and they both hit the canvas.

Morrison begins blasting Calvin to the mouth with rapid and wild strikes, letting out grunts and cries as he pounds down at his opponent. Calvin throws Morrison off sideways and hurries to his feet. The two meet and lock up for the first time, Calvin uses his strength and sends Morrison backwards onto the mat. As Morrison gets back to his feet, Calvin Ingram rushes in and clobbers Morrison with a Shoulder Block that puts "Mr. Madness" back to the canvas.

Beckett: Calvin using his strength is smart but Mike Morrison isn't one to overlook by any means. He bit Ingram on the shoulder, does he have no limits to what he will do?

Nailz: No and that makes him Dangerous. Calvin is not sloutch. He's not the best guy out there and has called Reginald Schmidt, Reginald Stenfelder (His Entrance) before so he's not all there upstairs either. Must be a European thing..Like bad teeth!

Beckett: Haha! Nice burn there Nailz, I didn't know you could be funny!

Calvin Ingram looks very confident inside the ring. Gracefully making his way to Morrison and pulling him up by a single arm. Mike Morrison though springs from the canvas with Calvin's help and launches himself with a Driving Headbutt straight up and it connects with a hard thud to Ingram's pointy chin. Ingram stumbles back and falls onto his ass, his legs spread out as both hands grab hold of his chin.

Morrison rubbing his head from where it came in contact with that pointy and sharp chin of Ingram. Mike Morrison acts quickly before Calvin can and rushes in, soccer kicking Ingram in between his spread legs. He catches the kick but Morrison leaps off his other foot and single leg dropkicks Calvin to the mouth. Calvin slaps back and hits the canvas with his back, Morrison scrambles to find his footing.

All of a sudden, Asylum General Manager Reginald Schmidt's music hits, and he makes his entrance to a mixed reaction from the crowd.

Reginald: Stop this match right now, misters! Stop it right now!

Morrison and Calvin look up the ramp in confusion, as Reginald continues to speak, as he heads down the ramp.

Reginald: Since the two of you decided to embarrass me last week by not showing up for your match, forcing me to delay it until this week, I thought it would be only appropriate to do the same to you!

Both Ingram and Morrison glare at Reginald as he steps through the ropes.

Beckett: I love public humiliation, so long as I'm not on the receiving end of it! I wonder what he's going to do!?

Reginald: Now I could have done this in private, but I have decided to do what I am about to do in public, to humiliate, and embarrass the both of you for your lack of professionalism!

Ingram snatches the mic from Reginald.

Calvin: What, are you going to suspend us like you suspended Julius? Big deal! It's not like you're putting us on the card for Shockwave anyways!

Reginald: You're right, I'm not putting either one of you on the card for Shockwave, but it's not because I'm suspending you, it's because I'm firing you right here right now! Calvin Ingram, Mike Morrison, YOU'RE FIRED!

The fans let out a collective gasp before cheering loudly! Security guards start to head down the ramp. Ingram and Morrison glare at Reginald Schmidt, who has a very pleased look on his face. The security guards reach the ring, and forcefully remove the to former Mega Stars!

Nailz: Ol' Reggie is laying down the law here on Asylum! It's shape up or ship out!

Beckett: It's a real shame to see them go, but there's no room on the Asylum roster for flakes!

Reginald: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your time! I hope you enjoy the rest of the show!

"Smells Like Teen Spirit/Never Gonna Give You Up" blares again as Reginald waves to the crowd, and exits the ring.

Dirk Dickwood returns to the hiding place of one Phil Atken, causing Phil to almost jump out of his skin in fear. Dirk comes bearing paperwork.

Atken: YOU COULD'VE KILLED ME!

Dickwood: I'm pretty sure that's not true.

Phil eyes the paperwork in Dirk's hand.

Atken: Is it done?

Dickwood: It wasn't easy but... if you want this, it's done.

Phil snatches the papers out of Dirk's hands as the show finds itself elsewhere.

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"Like A Boss" hits the arena's speakers and the crowd instantly pops with excitement. Just a few moments later Sykes comes out from behind the curtain with a big ol' grin on his face. At the sight of him the crowd's cheers only got louder. About that time Sykes began to sprint down the ramp until reaching the ring. He leaped forward and drove through the second rope of the ring. He did a quick roll through and landed on his feet. As one would expect the crowd was pretty impressed by his little entrance. Sykes started to make his way over to one of the corners as he climbed it to the second rope. He held up one of his arms taunting to crowd a bit. Only to get a positive reaction out of them. That's when he put himself in position where he was laying all comfortable like on the ring ropes. Sykes music cut off as he waited patiently for his opponent to make their way on out.

Stenfelder: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…hailing from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania and weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds…“The OG Pranksta” Jooohhhnnnnyyy Syyykkkeeessss!!!

As "Houston" begins to play with the Monday Night Football Theme and the rap beat merges in and begins to thump, pulsing the heads of fans filling the arena, Jason Kash steps out from the back as the music spills out vibrating the arena as fans get to their feet. Kash leans forward and slaps the metal stage three quick taps and then puts his two fingers to his mouth, hits the "Air Joint" as do all his fans. Two puffs and his arms shoot up above him as the fans let out a mixed reaction. Kash heads to the ring, touching air joints with a few fans leaning over the guard railing. At ringside he takes the few steps up the Steel Stairs. He walks along the ring apron and dips down under the top rope, bouncing on the middle and enters the ring. He hits the far ropes from where he entered and leaning against them, he raises both arms into the air as the fans roar their cheers.

Stenfelder: And his opponent…hailing from Houston, Texas and weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds, he is a former two time World Heavyweight Champion…Jaaasssooonnn Kaaasssshhhh!!!

Nailz: Earlier this past week, Jason Kash made the claim that Johnny Sykes is only a mere warm up to him for Shockwave. Kash is focused and he is determined to win that Four Way TLC Pro Life Title Match and return the Pro Life Title to its true form…the Suicidal Title.

Beckett: Over Michael Callahan’s unwavering and patriotic dead body, that will not happen! Kash needs to worry about the here and now and not a match that’s two weeks away. Personally, he hasn’t been that impressive to me lately and for crying out loud, I hope he can change that here tonight.

Nailz: Who knows? Maybe he will stumble across some of that luck that Sykes was talking about. We shall see…

“The OG Pranksta” Johnny Sykes vs. Jason Kash

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The bell rings and the two men lock up. The two exchange a few punches before Sykes tries to go for an eye rake. But before he can pull it off Kash wraps his arms around the upper body of Sykes and hits a belly to belly suplex that makes the whole mat vibrate. Kash quickly rises to his feet and lands a knee drop across the face of Sykes! Kash’s boots collide with the ankles of Sykes with a few harsh ankle stomps before grabbing his legs and dragging him into the middle of ring. Still holding onto his legs, Kash begins to land repeated and ruthless knee drops to the crotch of Johnny Sykes. The referee begins to intervene right away and warns Kash of the move being borderline illegal. Kash grins, showing his bare front teeth, and lets up. Sykes begins to slowly emerge onto his feet holding his groin while Jason Kash charges towards him. Sykes ducks Kash’s clothesline attempt and kicks him in the midsection as he turns around. A right fist to the jaw of Kash and a swift snap DDT on Kash by Sykes and the move buys some time for Sykes. Sykes, bouncing off of the ropes, lands an elbow drop across the chest of Jason Kash.

Beckett: Had it not been for those last few moves by Johnny Sykes, I would’ve said that this match was pretty much one sided. Kash was giving it to Sykes! There might not be any of The OG Pranksta left come Shockwave if Kash continues to have his way here.

Nailz: But you also have to understand that Sykes is standing in there with one of APW’s elite talents and a two time former World Champion. I’m not trying to take anything away from Johnny Sykes because he possesses a great amount of talent and I love what he does, but Jason Kash is Jason Kash. Plain and simple.

Beckett: Yes but Jason Kash isn’t The OG Pranksta and plus, he’s not going to taste gold again for a long long time. Myself or Callahan won’t allow it.

Nailz:Beckett, Jason Kash could annihilate you at the blink of an eye…

Beckett: Shoulda, coulda, woulda. He’s not worried about me, he’s too busy thinking how he can smoke his next dime bag without Callahan finding out.

Both men are now standing on their feet as Sykes strikes Kash in the midsection with his right knee. Snap suplex by Sykes on Kash! Sykes attempts to apply his submission move Pulling A Benoit, but Kash blocks the attempt and trips Sykes, bringing him down to the mat alongside him. Jason reaches over and grabs the neck of Sykes and begins to choke him before the referee breaks it up. Both men simultaneously rise to their feet as Johnny Sykes grabs Kash and lifts him up performing a hard cradle piledriver! This could over already!

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Kickout by Jason Kash, whose head must be throbbing after that piledriver! Sykes looks to build onto his momentum as he begins his slow climb to the top turnbuckle. Standing with perfect vertical posture and with the fans in attendance at the Taco Bell Arena going crazy and cheering, he leaps off of the turnbuckle and flips forwards…450 SPLASH…NO!!! Kash lifted his knees up just in the nick of time as Sykes rolls over screaming and clutching his chest!! It’s always difficult to count The Influence out because you never know what kind of tricks he has up his sleeves. Kash rises to his feet with the fans going even more insane! Face stomp on Sykes by Kash! Now Kash crouches and gets on top of Sykes and begins to hammer away at his apex with mounted punches. Kash gets off of Sykes and is now on his feet once again, this time signaling for the Money Shot!

Kash patiently awaits for Sykes to rise his feet and after having the wind knocked right out of him, it takes some time. Once Sykes reaches his feet and before he even really has time to think, Kash clobbers him with the Money Shot…NO! Sykes sidesteps it by the skin of his teeth and grabs Kash for a school boy roll up pin.

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Winner: “The OG Pranksta” Johnny Sykes[/center]

Stenfelder: Here is your winner, The OG Pranksta” Jooohhhnnnnyyy Syyykkkeeessss!!!

“Like A Boss” begins to blast through the PA system once more as a hurt Johnny Sykes celebrates his victory in the ring.

Nailz: What a huge upset by Johnny Sykes! He barely edged out the win here tonight! Could this be the same result we see at Shockwave? Can Johnny Sykes once again defy the odds and become the new Pro Life Champion?

Beckett: Regardless of what he did or didn’t do or who he did or didn’t edge out, I’m just glad that no good pothead didn’t walk away with the win. I would’ve been sick to my stomach if he ended up winning.

Both men started to get to their feet when they turned around to look at each other. It was a hard fought fight on both their ends. Sykes proceed hold his hand out as a sign of respect. Kash just looked at it for a moment or two as the crowd seemed to cheer them on.

Beckett: Oh this is just disgusting. Don’t even bother with this kid Kash. He isn’t worth your time.

Nailz: There is nothing with showing a little sign of respect. These men put on one hell of a match tonight and I could only imagine what it is going to be like when they get in that Fatal Four Way TLC Match at Shockwave. I want to see Kash do the ring thing.

After a few moments Kash finally grabbed a hold of Sykes hand and shook firmly before pulling Sykes towards him. Kash could be seen saying a few words but it couldn’t be heard what was said. Moments later Kash let Sykes go and then turned around to get on out of the ring. What came next was going to shock the entire audience. Sykes quickly grabbed a hold of Kash’s tights and pulled them down.

Nailz: Oh what a classic, the old depantsing prank!

Beckett: What the hell?! This is just downright embarrassing to the former world champion!

Nailz: It might be but it sure is funny!

Kash was quick to grab a hold of his pants and pull them back up. By now Sykes had jumped out of the ring and was headed up the ramp with a big ol’smile on his face. Kash pointed at him and started to shout things but it was unclear what was heard. Sykes on the other hand could be heard plain as day to those close to him.

Johnny Sykes: Come at me bro, go ahead and come at me.

Fans were getting a kick out of what had just happened. Kash didn’t look too pleased obviously as Sykes continued up the ramp until disappearing into the back. About that time the show went to commercial break.

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We head backstage again where Atken and Dickwood run past the locker rooms as Borderland pops his head out of his doorway to see all the commotion. He manages to catch a glimpse of Atken and Dickwood but gets the full reign of Mini-Knuckles's running past. He shakes his head and grins only to see Hank chasing the midgets themselves and suddenly gets confused. Knuckles runs up but can't stop laughing as he passes by. They all run past Jason Kash's room but he misses the blunt end of it, (no pun intended) and just rolls his eyes.

The scene opens to the outside of Sally Talfourd’s locker room. Anthony Bailey appears on the screen and abruptly pauses. Proceeding with caution and lightly exhaling, Bailey lightly knocks on the door. Sally’s voice can be heard coming from inside of the locker room.

Sally Talfourd: Who is it?!

Anthony Bailey: It’s me…Anthony.

There is a scanty moment of silence as she doesn’t respond verbally. Suddenly, the sound of the door being unlocked is heard and the door slowly swings open. Sally stands there wearing a beautiful purple dress and looking slightly exasperated at the sight of the World Champion.

Sally Talfourd: Hey, what’s going on?

Anthony Bailey: Nothing much, I just wanted to make sure everything was okay between us. You haven’t returned any of my calls, my text messages, or my e-mails so I was assuming you didn’t want to speak to me or you were just too busy to respond.

Sally Talfourd: Decent assumption Bailey, did they teach you that in college? Those pre-requisite courses can be something else can’t they?

Bailey was well aware of Sally’s sarcasm, but the tone of her voice did not indicate a joking manner.

Anthony Bailey: Look Sally, I know what this is about. Can I just come in so we can talk this thing out for a few? You haven’t even allowed me to defend my case yet. All I'm asking is that you trust me and that you don’t buy into the crap. This is what people want to see us undergo and I’m not having that at all.

Sally Talfourd: You? In my locker room?

Sally rolls her eyes.

I don’t think that’s such a good idea. If I did decide to actually let you come in, how do I know you wouldn’t “accidentally” hit me with another chair once I turned around??

Bailey looks puzzled. All he wanted was an opportunity to reveal his innocence.

Anthony Bailey: Are you being serious right now? Not even for five minutes you won’t let me explain what happened?

Sally Talfourd: You’ve done enough talking already “golden boy.” I get it Bailey, really I do. You love your family so much that you are willing to do whatever it takes to secure their satisfaction. Even if that means striking a deal with Michael Callahan by betraying me, you'd do so...

Anthony was at a loss for words.

And speaking of your family, give your uncle Terrance my regards for his clemency. Oh and good luck tonight against Johnny Rebel…you’re going to need it. See you at Shockwave…

Before Bailey can even utter another word, Sally closes the door in his face.

Asylum cuts to the garage, where Atken and Dickwood are running feverishly towards a rented Town Car, with the army of Little Knuckleses in hot pursuit!

Atken: Run man, run! We're almost there! Driver, open the door! Open the door quick!

The driver gets out of the car and opens the door for Atken, who dives in head first! Dickwood is not fast enough, though, and is overwhelmed by the midgets! The driver, sensing Atken is in severe danger, slams the door, and scurries back to the driver's side, getting in and flooring it right as Mini-Knux and Johnny Knuckles reach the Town Car! Knuckles and Mini-Knux both get solid kicks in on the bumper as the Town Car peels out and rushes out of the arena. By this point, Hank has caught up to the dog pile on Dickwood, and reaches down into the scrum, getting dragged in himself! Knuckles looks at his friend, Mini-Knux, and shrugs his shoulders.

Knuckles: If you can't beat them, join them! DOG PILE!

Knuckles and Mini-Knux run and join in on the Dog Pile, swarming Dickwood and Hank!

Nailz: That looks like a lot of fun! Atken just got out by the skin of his teeth, but unfortunately for Hank and Dickwood, they're not lucky!

Beckett: So you're telling me that we are a nationally broadcast television program, and we're featuring a doggy pile composed of over 20 midgets!? Folks, welcome to APW Asylum, where good taste goes to die!

The commentators continue to chuckle as Asylum cuts to commercial break.

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Stenfelder: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Brooklyn NY, weighing in at 200 pounds, “J-Hop” JAIR HOPKINS!

I'm living in the 21st century doin' something mean to it
Do it better then anybody you ever seen do it
Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it
I guess every superhero need his theme music

The beat comes in and the pulsating red and white lights continue to do so as Jair Hopkin holds his arms up in the air like a true ‘Winner’ while he makes his way down the ramp. He slaps a few of the fans hands on each side. He doesn’t gain much of a pop, but the cheers are sizeable. Jair hops his small frame up onto the edge of the apron as he rolls under the bottom rope.

Nailz: Jair’s facing quite the challenge ahead of his opportunity at Shockwave.

Beckett: Yes he does. He gets that brute, TJ, before he has to face Jason Kash, Johnny Sykes, and the champion, Michael Callahan for the Pro-Life championship

Nailz: Well, he does get a break, TJ’s ankle may not be broken, but it is hurting and if Jair can target it enough, he’ll be able to pick up a big win and more momentum going into Shockwave.

Inside, he stands up, again with his arms in the air. He looks around, admiring the view as he takes it to the nearest corner turnbuckle, getting a better view before dropping down, readying for the match at hand.

Stenfelder: And his opponent, from Philadelphia, PA, weighing in at 285 pounds, “THE SOUL OF PHILLY” TJ!

The lights go out and the arena is silent minus the crowd noise. Red and White light go throughout the arena as the opening cords of the “Hide and Seek” by Nonpoint play. As the lyrics begin, TJ comes out and the lights come back on as the red lights still flash. TJ leans back and roars and then begins his walk to the ring, limping.

Beckett: If I’m Jair, I go all Terminator and focus my attention on that ankle and the anatomy of it.

Nailz: And that’s the risk TJ’s taking by not sitting this match out. I was told before the show that TJ was offered the chance to forfeit the match as it wasn’t clear if he was gonna clear doctors.

Beckett: And now, Jair is gonna damage that ankle so badly, TJ’s TapOut title shot will go up in smoke and Julius Farquhar would finally have justice.

Nailz: You’re delusional.

TJ finally makes it to the ring after high fiving fans lining the aisle. He slides in the ring. He goes to the corner and throws his arms in the air and then beats his chest with one arm. He turns around and looks at Jair and nods to him as the ref calls for the bell to start the match.

Jair Hopkins vs TJ

The two men walk into the ring and shakes hands, showing the respect they have. They both back off and begin to circle each other. Jair is the first to attack, shooting for TJ’s right ankle, but TJ knows the attention it has garnered in the last week and brings his leg back. Jair spins on his knee after failing to grab the ankle and gets the bottom of TJ’s foot in his face, the force pushing Jair to the corner. TJ plays it smarts and allows Jair to get up. Jair slowly gets up, using the ropes to pull himself up. Jair nods, acknowledging TJ’s power and he hops around in the corner and makes his way into the center of the ring. TJ goes to grab his opponent, but Jair runs under his reach and bounces off the rope and hits TJ with a Flying Calf Kick, sending the big man back on the ropes. On his stomach, Jair pushes himself up and runs to the opposite ropes and sprints towards TJ, who isn’t as unaware as Jair thought. TJ launches himself into the midsection of Jair with a thundering Spear.

Nailz: Good grief! TJ’s ankle isn’t broken, but Jair’s body is.

Beckett: Jair went high on TJ, should have focused on that ankle instead.

TJ goes for a pin.
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Jair kicks out and TJ gets up and measures up Jair as he stands. Jair turns around and gets his head taken off with a clothesline. From here TJ turns up the intensity, using his size advantage to perfection. After throwing him from corner to corner, TJ delivers a shoulder into the gut of Jair, pushing Jair farther into the space between the top and middle turnbuckles. After being warned by the ref for pushing his authority, TJ body splashes Jair and turns around and delivers elbow after elbow, rotating his body for each shot. After Jair’s body falls to the mat, TJ pulls him to the middle of the ring and covers him

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Nailz: This does not look good for Jair, TJ’s using his size to his advantage as perfectly as you can. If TJ does this at Shockwave, we may have a new TapOut Champion.

Beckett: You and TJ are both simple-minded. You, like him, forget that the title can only change hands in a submissions match. TJ can do this all he wants, he has to get Julius to tap out.

TJ signals for the end and lifts Jair up and onto his shoulders for a P.o.D, but as soon as he shift his body weight to spin Jair, TJ collapses with Jair falling on top of him for a pin attempt.

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TJ grabs his ankle in pain, as the shift of weight put too much pressure on it and it couldn’t hold him and Jair. Jair rolls over to his stomach and pushes himself up and gathers himself as TJ tries to stand up, using the ropes as support. Jair then walks over to TJ who is finally up, and kicks his ankle out, sending the big man back down to the mat. Jair then begins to hit TJ from seemingly every angle as quick as possible. With adrenaline pulsing through his body, Jair ignores the pain from TJ’s assault and hits a Springboard DDT on TJ as soon as the big man stands up. He goes for a pin

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Beckett: More of this and TJ will be out. He’d be smart to let him be pinned before he damages that ankle more.

Nailz: Are you seriously suggesting that “The Soul of Philly” gives up? Clearly you don’t know much about TJ’s hometown.

Beckett: What I know is that if Jair can beat TJ and perform like this at Shockwave, Jair will be the new Pro-life champion.

TJ stands up, leaning back and forth as he comes to. Jair watches from a few feet away until he sprints towards TJ and hits him with a Front Dropkick, forcing TJ into the corner. Jair then backs up and sprints at TJ hitting a High Knee and grabs a hold of TJ and goes for a bulldog, but TJ throws Jair off his head, throwing him into the opposite corner. Jair looks back as TJ stands there, shaking his head. Jair gets up and TJ signals for him to bring it. Jair sprints at him and TJ does as best as he can to sprint as well. Jair ducks under an attempted clothesline and kicks TJ’s ankle out with a leg sweep, sending the big man down in a heap. He grabs hold of TJ’s ankle and tries to lock in an Ankle Lock, but TJ kicks him off, sending him into the ropes. Jair bounces off and TJ hits him with an Upkick that drops Jair. TJ rolls over and gets up and looks at Jair as he struggles to come to. TJ shakes his ankle, trying to get feeling back to it. He beats his chest and roars as the crowd cheers. He picks Jair up by the head and lifts him up with a Vertical Suplex but flips him forward to hit a 215 Drop. He goes for a cover.

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TJ looks at Jair and nods while he smiles. He brings Jair into the middle of the ring and he crosses the legs of Jair and applies a Dragon Sleeper.

Beckett: WHAT?!? HE DOES KNOW A SUBMISSION?

Nailz: What is that move?

Jair tries to get himself towards the ropes but the size of TJ prevents it from happening.

Nailz: I’m being told that this is the Philly Cheese Lock. A move TJ has used in the past, but has yet to show it in APW. This is a first folks.

Beckett: Look at it! Jair can’t move and he’s in the middle of the ring. TJ’s gonna to get this win.

Nailz: WHO IS THAT!?

Nailz’ question comes as a masked man hopes the barricade with a steel pipe and slides into the ring and hits TJ across the back of the head just as it seems Jair had passed out, forcing the referee to call for the bell. TJ then rolls off and slowly stands up holding the back of his head as the ref tells the masked man to get out of the ring. TJ charges the man, who ducks out of the way leaving the ref in TJ’s path. TJ stops before he hits the ref, temporarily forgetting about the masked assailant, who takes a swing of the pipe at TJ’s injured ankle. It connects and TJ screams in agony as the man ducks out of the ring and through the crowd before security can get him. The ref calls over Adam Stenfelder and tells him his decision. Adam backs away from the ring as the ref calls for the medical team to tend to TJ.

Stenfelder: The ref has called the match and declared the winner, by way of disqualification: “THE SOUL OF PHILLY” TJ!

The crowd doesn’t react as TJ’s cry of pain silences them. The medical team comes down and they begin to tend to TJ as Jair comes to, not knowing what happened.

Nailz: TJ’s ankle can’t just be broken, it’s gotta be shattered. And I think that was Julius under that mask.

Beckett: Julius is home, across the pond. That was an accident, remember, Julius said, accidents happen.

Nailz: Accident? Ugh, that wasn’t an accident that was a planned assault on TJ’s ankle and I’ll bet everything that Julius has something to do with this.

Asylum goes to commercial on the image of TJ being tended to, saying his ankle is broken.

[biggs]

APW Asylum comes back on the air backstage, where Johnny Sykes is walking around with all sorts of swagger after his big win over Jason Kash. He passes by a tech.

Sykes: You see match ealier!? It was awesome, wasn't it!

The tech nods his head, while grabbing a hold of the waistband on his pants. Johnny laughs, and continues down the hall. All of a sudden, he's attacked from behind by none other than Jason Kash! Kash takes him down with a clubbing blow, and then begins to stomp him mercilessly! After about half a dozen stomps, Kash bends over to talk to the downed Sykes.

Kash: I came at you, bro! What are you do about it!? Be careful what you ask for, because I'm bringing the violence back to Asylum!

Kash walks off as Johnny lays there in pain.

Thing cut back to ringside with the camera focused on Russ T. Nailz and Steve Beckett at ringside, and hip hop music playing in the background.

Nailz: Ladies and gentlemen, we are two short weeks away from the biggest show of the Summer, APW Shockwave!

Beckett: Shockwave is one of the biggest dates on the APW calender, and it is always a pay per view that delivers!

The screen flashes with a bolt of electricity, and the portraits of Michael Callahan, Jair Hopkins, “The OG Pranksta” Johnny Sykes, and “The Influence” Jason Kash show up in front of the blue and purple background. Graphics of a Table, a Ladder, and a Chair are behind them!

Nailz: At Shockwave, APW Pro-Life Champion Michael Callahan defends his title against three hungry challengers, Jair Hopkins, Johnny Sykes, and Jason Kash in a Four Way Tables, Ladders, and Chairs match! The winner will be the first man to climb the ladder and retrieve the title hanging high above the ring!

Beckett: And to do so, they are allowed to use Tables, Ladders, and Chairs in order to wear their opponents down before ascending the ladder! This match does not favor the champion in the slightest!

There's another flash of lighting, and it transitions to Phil Atken with his bodyguard Hank behind him, and Knuckles with Mini-Knux in front of him!

Beckett: Also at Shockwave, Phil Atken and Johnny Knuckles will face off in one-on-one action in a match which the build up to has been utterly bizarre! Not to mention the fact that Johnny Knuckles and Phil Atken are two completely different people! On the one hand, you have Phil Atken, who is trying to be all prim and proper, and on the other, you have Johnny Knuckles, a guy who doesn't even know the definition of the word decency!

Nailz: The little person chase tonight sure was interesting, but all the fun and games come to an end two weeks from tonight when Johnny Knuckles and Phil Atken finally clash inside the ring to settle their differences!

Another flash of lighting, and now the portraits of Julius Farquhar and “The Soul of Philly” TJ pop up on the screen. Farquhar has his APW Tap Out Championship slung over his shoulder.

Nailz: Another match that's a contrast in styles is the APW Tap Out Championship match between Julius Farquhar and TJ! These two meet in a Street Fight two weeks ago in a match where TJ picked up the surprising victory. However, Julius did not take too kindly to that, brutally attacking TJ backstage, which resulted in his suspension this week!

Beckett: But at Shockwave, Julius Farquhar will be back in action, and it will be in a Tap Out Rules Match! The feud between these two has been anything but clean, but at Shockwave, they'll both be forced to follow the rules, or risk being disqualified for the Tap Out Title!

Nailz: Remember folks, the Tap Out Championship is the only title in APW that can change hands on a DQ!

There's another flash of lightning, and the portraits of Kurt Noble and Terry Marvin pop up. Noble has the APW Undisputed Championship around his waist.

Nailz: On the Overdrive side of things, the Main Event sees APW Undisputed Champion Kurt Noble defend his title against the man who won Test for the Best, “The Real Show” Terry Marvin! Terry's actions of late have been nothing short of reprehensible, as he's involved Kurt Noble's wife, Amy, in sickening fashion!

Beckett: Noble had no business allowing his wife anywhere near the ring, and anything Terry did to her is Noble's own darn fault! But Terry better hope he didn't awaken a beast inside Kurt Noble, because this match is personal!

The lightning flashes once more, and Sally Talfourd and Anthony Bailey are shown in front of the purple and blue background. Bailey has the APW World Heavyweight Championship over his right shoulder.

Nailz: And in our Asylum Main Event, Anthony Bailey defends the World Heavyweight Championship against one of the most popular competitors in APW history, Sally Talfourd! It's her first shot at the gold in ten months, and she's looking to cash in!

Beckett: Sally's a former Undisputed Champion, if she can beat Anthony Bailey at Shockwave, she will be the first person to have held both the APW Undisputed and World Heavyweight Championships!

Nailz: Folks, you are not going to want to miss APW Shockwave, live in two weeks on Pay Per View! There will be these exciting matches and more to be made on Meltdown and Overdrive!

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

Nailz: It's Main Event time, folks, and what a Main Event it's going to be, as Johnny Rebel makes his Asylum in-ring debut against none other than the APW World Heavyweight Champion, Anthony Bailey!

Beckett: This will be one of Bailey's biggest tests to date, as there are few Mega Stars in all of APW that command the type of respect Johnny Rebel does!

#SIMPLY F'N PUT!

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

#IT'S TIME TO PRAY THE PRICE!

The crowd has come unglued in their hatred for Rebel.

Stenfelder: Making his way to the ring first, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 234 pounds, making his APW Asylum debut, “Simply Put” Johnny Rebel!

Nailz: It doesn't sound like the crowd respects Johnny Rebel that much at all!

Beckett: No, they just hate him! Hatred and disrespect are two different things! The guy can go, and he'll be the first to tell you about it! What the fans hate is that he's absolutely right about himself!

He gets to the ring and pulls a camera man down to the ground and on all fours as Rebel uses him as a stepping stone to get in the ring. He takes off his robe to reveal his gold tights and tasseled white boots. He poses on the second turnbuckle with both hands held high.

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

Stenfelder: And his opponent, from Tampa, Florida, weighing in at 230 pounds, he is the APW World Heavyweight Champion, Anthony “The Promise” Bailey!

Nailz: Bailey won the belt at Test for the Best last month, and he's set to make his first defense of the belt two weeks from tonight at APW Shockwave against Sally Talfourd!

Beckett: Who has the night off tonight! Being in this match with a competitor like Johnny Rebel is either going to help Bailey immensely, or it's gonna hurt him! If he can beat Johnny Rebel here tonight, he'll have all the momentum in the world going into his title match with Sally two weeks from tonight, but considering it's Johnny Rebel he's going in there against, that's a big if!

He climbs up the ring steps, steps through the ropes and into the ring. Anthony removes his title, holds it up in the air garnering more cheers, and hands it over to the referee. Bailey and Rebel eye each other up and down, trying to size each other up as the ref hands the belt over to the time keeper. Before he can call for the bell, the sound of “Trouble Maker” hits the PA, and the crowd gets to their feet for Sally Talfourd!

Nailz: Speak of the devil, Bailey's opponent for Shockwave, Sally Talfourd is out here!

Beckett: What's she doing here!?

Sally has a steel folding chair and a mic in hand, and her music cuts out as she begins to speak.

Sally: Don't worry, Anthony, I'm not here to hit you with this chair like you did me a few weeks ago. You know I'm not petty like that! No, I just thought I'd come out here and cheer you on two weeks before our big match at Shockwave! I hope you don't mind!

Sally has a cute smirk on her face as she walks down the ramp and sets the chair up at ringside. Rebel laughs to himself while Bailey just looks at Sally, somewhat confused. For her part, Sally sits at ringside, with her legs crossed and her hands on her lap, as the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

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Anthony Bailey vs. Johnny Rebel

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The action starts fast and furious, as Bailey turns around to be greeted with an flurry of hard punches from Johnny Rebel that backs the champion into the corner! Rebel is just smothering Bailey with hard shots, mixing up some stiff elbows with his punches, catching Bailey on the chin to where he's already reeling less than 20 seconds into the match! He pulls the dazed champ out of the corner, and delivers a picture perfect Snap Suplex, hooking the leg and bridging his back for an early pinfall attempt, 1
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Nailz: Rebel almost had Bailey there early! Do you think Sally is really distracting Bailey enough to get him off his game this early in the match?

Beckett: It's easy to forget that Anthony Bailey is still very new to this business! He may have had the skill to win that belt from Jason Kash, but the real question is does he have the skill to hold onto it? If he's letting something as small as Sally Talfourd being out at ringside throw him off, then he's got a lot of things to work on before his first title defense two weeks from tonight!

Rebel presses his advantage, giving Bailey a few hard punches to the face before wrapping both hands around the throat of the champion! The fans are booing loudly as the ref begins the five count, and Rebel lets go on four! The boos grow even louder as Rebel goes right back to the choke hold, drawing another four count from the ref before letting go! The ref admonishes Rebel, while Sally looks on with concern from ringside.

Nailz: Rebel better watch out and make sure he doesn't get himself DQ'ed!

Beckett: Rebel is a wily veteran! He knows what he's doing in there, he knows how to bend each and every rule to his advantage!

Rebel goes right back to the choke, and this time, the ref gets down to try and physically pull Rebel off! As he begins to pull Rebel off, the bad guy shoves the ref a bit and mouths off with him! As Rebel is having a few choice words with the ref, Bailey comes to, coughing a bit as he reaches up and pulls Rebel down with a School Boy, 1
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Beckett; Man alive! Johnny Rebel is just beating the snot out of Anthony Bailey in the early goings of this match! Bailey hasn't gotten any offense rolling at all!

After a few stomps, Rebel walks to Bailey's legs, pulling them up and beginning to step through as though he's going for a Figure Four. However, Bailey shows that he's got some fight left in him, kicking up at Rebel and causing him to fall backwards to the mat! Both men are to their feet, and the crowd comes alive as Bailey takes Rebel down with a quick Clothesline! As Rebel is back up to his feet, he receives a Savate Kick from the champ, which hunches him over, allowing Bailey to hoist him up for a Face-First Reverse Powerbomb! As Rebel is face down on the mat, Bailey gets a hold of his legs, and looks to apply an STF, but Rebel scurries to the ropes before Bailey can get it locked in! Bailey lets go of Rebel's legs and takes a few steps back, allowing Rebel to pull himself up to his feet. On the outside, Sally let's out a ”Let's go Bailey!” cheer, and begins to clap, prompting the fans the join in!

Nailz: Is Sally trying to encourage Anthony Bailey here or get inside his head?

Beckett: Considering he's in there with Johnny Rebel, probably both!

Anthony gives Sally a quick glance outside the ring before tying up with Rebel in the center! Bailey gets the advantage, pulling him down into a Side Headlock! Rebel shoves Bailey off into the ropes, but Bailey ducks the attempted clothesline, and jumps up to the middle rope, bouncing off and connecting with a Springboard Back Kick that connects with the chest of Johnny Rebel! Bailey is quick to climb to the top rope, motioning for Rebel to get up to his feet, and as the veteran does, Bailey leaps off to catch him with a Diving DDT, spiking Rebel's head into the mat! The fans roar with approval as Bailey hooks both legs, 1
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Nailz: Rebel got caught up in the moment, and didn't realize that the ref went down!

Rebel lets go of the pin, and goes over to try and wake the ref up. When the ref doesn't respond, Rebel gives him a hard kick to the ribs, taking his frustration out on the downed referee! As he turns around to face Bailey again, Bailey quickly scoops him up and delivers the Guaranteed Success! The fans are in a frenzy as Bailey motions for the Rebel to get up! However, at this point, Sally gets up from her chair, folds it up, and slides into the ring with it! This gets Bailey's attention, and as he turns to face Sally, she had the chair raised high in the air!

Beckett: She's going to pay him back for two weeks ago! Come on Sally, clock right between the eyes!

Bailey just looks at Sally with a confused look on his face, trying to assure her that the chair shot two weeks ago was an accident. After a few tense moments, Sally just gets an odd smile on her face, and lowers the chair. Bailey's even more confused than before, and Sally places the chair on the mat, sliding it out of the ring with her foot. She then slowly begins to back out of the ring, while Bailey keeps a suspicious eye on her. From behind, Johnny Rebel rolls Anthony Bailey up with a School Boy, while getting a handful of tights, as the ref comes to, 1
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“Smoke on the Water” hits as Rebel quickly rolls out of the ring, and the ref joins him at ringside to raise his arm in victory! Bailey has a stunned look on his face inside the ring, while Sally waves innocently from ringside!

Stenfelder: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Johnny Rebel!

Beckett: What a debut for Johnny Rebel here in the Asylum, picking up a win over the Undisputed Champion!

Nailz: He cheated to win, and you know it! But I think the real story of this match is the involvement, or lack thereof of Sally Talfourd! Sure, she may have gotten in the ring and distracted Anthony Bailey, but she never hit him! She definitely has the mental edge going into Shockwave two weeks from tonight!

Beckett: Our Main Event certainly fit right in with the rest of the strange going ons in the Asylum tonight! Bailey took his eye off the task at hand, and was distracted by Sally Talfourd! She showed him that she could have hit him at any time, but chose not to! He made a rookie mistake taking his eyes off of Rebel!

Rebel's music continues to play as he heads up the ramp, celebrating his victory, while Bailey just continues to stare at Sally Talfourd. She's all smiles as she leans up against the barricade, giving fives to the fans while looking back in the ring towards Anthony Bailey.

Nailz: Folks, that's all the time we have for Asylum tonight! Be sure to join us in two weeks for Shockwave, where Anthony Bailey defends the APW World Heavyweight Championship against Sally Talfourd! Don't you dare miss it!

Asylum fades to black as Bailey gets to his feet in the ring, and Sally begins to make her way up the ramp, waving playfully towards Bailey as she does so!