Meltdown - Hartford CT - 12/03/2012

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THe show fades in with the usual shot of the audience as we pan across. The fans are cheering loudly as we spot a couple signs being waved rampantly: "I have KJE's underware", "Sienna Harrison is my real mommy", "Save us Sheriff MCBride, the outlaws are having a hoedown" and "Meltdown lost it's Sex appeal.... AJP was drafted."

We then zoom over to our announce team where Shane West and Dick Harris are all smiles.

West: Welcome to Hartford Connecticut and another great Meltdown Show. I am SHane west with my co host Dick Harris, and we have a hell of a show in store for you tonight.

Harris: Co-host? I'm the only reason you still have a job Shane. Tonight, we have the final two matches in our Tag Title tournament before the final showdown at Christmas Chaos where we crown new champions.

West: We will also be finding out WHO will be going on to the supershow in that 4th spot for the North American Championship match. But right now, let's take you down to the ring.

Nicky Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it's a handicap match. Introducing first from Hollywood, California weighing in at 239 pounds. He's known as "The Golden One" Christopher Gunn.

The guitar riffs of "Dance Party Plus" by Head Automatica fill the arena as confetti cannons shoot from the sides of the entrance ramp. "The Golden Boy" Christopher Gunn makes his appearance, gyrating his hips, which drive all the ladies in the crowd wild. The pomp and circumstance continues until Gunn gets in the ring, removing his trademark boxing gloves, slinging them over the top rope to Flash Williams on the outside of the ring. Gunn takes a few more seconds to pose for the crowd on the turnbuckle until he drops down and claps his hands in excitement.

Dick Harris: I love this guy's attitude towards the fans. Cocky and arrogant is the way to go in the wrestling business.

Shane West: Oh of course you would say that. This guy is nothing but an idiot.

Nicky Paige: And now for his partner coming from Atlanta, Georgia weighing in at 215 pounds. Scrap.

The crowd is anxious, impatiently waiting for the next match to start. The crowd's eruption of noise has the building shaking nearly knocking it to the ground. Then without warning a rather, what some would consider, thug-ish beat hits the audio system and pumps the bass out. The crowd reacts in a 50/50 reaction not quite sure what to think of the superstar coming to the ring. He is known as Scrap, The King of ATL.

He approaches the top of the entrance with a slow suave swagger. He stops moving but his black Diamond chain continues to sway across his chest. His Attire consists of his chain, a set of tan work boots, Jeans with a belt and basketball shorts underneath , and his much needed elbow pads. The camera stops a top the entrance way before panning out to the crowd.

Even those that are not his biggest fans still bop their heads to the music and The King now continues down the ramp. A few fans are acknowledged by Scrap as he silently raps the words to himself, keeping himself in a zone that no one can snap him out of. He now reaches the side of the ring and rolls himself under the bottom of the rope and hops right back up to a vertical position. Scrap puts on a show for the folks and preforms what some know as "The Kings Dance". Some Cheer, Some Jeer others just don't know what to say as now he finishes his dance and awaits his opponent.

Dick Harris: It's now time to bow down to the king.

Shane West: Just shut up Dick and act normal for once for gods sake.

Dick Harris: This guy is the future of the wrestling business.

Nicky Paige: And their opponent coming from Long Island, New York weighing at 160 pounds. Mr Dangerous.

"Real American" hits the speakers. 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.

Shane West: Now this guy has achieved a lot in his career including winning the tag team titles with Jason Kash and also has had battles for the Dark Match Championship lately against Johnny Knuckles.

Dick Harris: As if no one already knew that and he's at a disadvantage here being on his own since it's a handicap match. Knuckles is an idiot bringing a fake title around him and getting Mr Dangerous involved all the time.

Shane West: I got to agree with you on that. Let's get down to action at ring side.

Handicap Match
Scrap and "The Golden One" Christopher Gunn vs Mr Dangerous.

The match starts with Scrap and Christopher teaming up and they pick Mr Dangerous up to go for the double suplex but Mr Dangerous revives from falling on the ring post and reverses it and does a suplex onto Scrap and then to Christopher as he then puts a camel clutch onto Scrap only for Christopher to get up and kicks Mr Dangerous on his back to interrupt the submission hold attempt.

Dick Harris: This is stupid that Mr Dangerous is completely dominating these guys but thank god for Christopher to stop the submission attempt.

Shane West: Mr Dangerous does have more experience over the two don't forget Dick. Scrap and Christopher Gunn don't seem like that they have any experience working as a team.

Then all three get up as Christopher sets Mr Dangerous up for a running bulldog which he hits perfectly and then Scrap goes for the cover.

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Shane West: That was pretty close of the match finishing there. Nice team work there by Christopher and Scrap

Dick Harris: Finally something decent has come out of this match because I was almost falling asleep with Mr Dangerous taking control most of the match.

Mr Dangerous kicks out with the crowd clearly behind him in this match and both Christopher and Scrap were arguing with the referee thinking that was the end of the match. While they were arguing with the referee. They turned around and see Mr Dangerous giving them a double clothesline and the crowd go nuts for Mr Dangerous. Christopher gets out of the ring as it was just Scrap and Mr Dangerous in the ring. Scrap tries to go for the flying forearm but Mr Dangerous ducks and he does a DDT on Scrap and then he goes for the pin fall.

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Shane West: Oh so close for Mr Dangerous on winning the match only for Christopher to interrupt the count.

Dick Harris: Thank goodness that he didn't win the match as that would've been a disaster. Come on Scrap and Christopher Gunn. Rip Mr Dangerous apart.

Shane West: God you are annoying Dick.

Christopher gets into the ring and interrupts the count with a forearm across his head as the crowd boo for Scrap who was showing off to the crowd when suddenly Mr Dangerous does an neckbreaker from behind and then goes to do a DDT on Christopher Gunn. Mr Dangerous was quite tired after doing the last move on Christopher Gunn but he continues to do more damage on Scrap who was still down from the neckbreaker move. Mr Dangerous realizes this and then goes for the pin fall.

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Winner: Mr Dangerous.

Nicky Page: And here is your winner via pin fall. Mr Dangerous.

Shane West: Yes. What an amazing performance by Mr Dangerous overcoming the odds that were against him in this match.

Dick Harris: That was a fluke win. Scrap and Christopher Gunn had the match won.

Shane West: Are you blind? Mr Dangerous completely destroyed both of them from the word go.

"Real American" hits on the PA as the referee holds Mr Dangerous's arm in the air before he goes and runs to the back with the win under his belt as Christopher was arguing with Scrap costing him the match to win.

“All About the Benjamins” Plays over the loudspeaker as the fans boo loudly and out comes the General Manager.... ALEXANDER DUVALL!

Duvall: What in the blue hell was that? That was the most bloody abysmal performance I've ever seen. The two of you are complete rubbish!

THe crowd boos loudly as both Scrap and Gunn stare at the GM.

Duvall: I am sick and tired of the WEAK dragging the bar so far down that Meltdown becomes the laughing stock of the APW! THIS will no longer be acceptable!

"YOU SUCK YOU SUCK YOU SUCK"

Duvall: But, now I know what I must do to eliminate the bad element from Meltdown. Just like when dealing with a decaying body, you must eliminated the dead cells so that the whole may survive. And tonight we are cutting off two very annoying cancerous moles!

Golden Shower.......Scrap Heap...... Pack your bags and get the HELL out of my arena......

YOU'RE FIRED!

The reaction from the crowd is mixed as Scrap and Gunn can't believe it!

Duvall heads to the back as we fade to commercial.

*COMMERCIAL BREAK*

[T-Marv]

In the Parking Garage backstage, the cameras are quick to find Kaylyn James Evans. She is pacing alongside the back row of some parked cars and constantly is looking up as if waiting for someone. She seems to be mumbling to herself, going over the game plan, trying to push out the nerves for her first opportunity in APW. Finally a car pulls onto the row show is standing on and her eyes widen as the car approaches. She moves out of the way as the car pulls into an empty space. The engine shuts off and the door opens.

KJE: Thank God you're here!!

Out from the driver side is Jason Kash. He has a missing front teeth smile as usual and shuts the door as he steps over to an approaching Kaylyn.

JKash: I told you I'd be here, whats the worry?

KJE: I shouldn't be nervous, I've been in big matches before, had them and won them times over. Just never on this stage, this is big. The biggest!

He grabs her softly at both shoulders and rubs them a bit as his eyes scan the surroundings. With so many people wanting both of them out of commission, he can never be safe enough. Precautions keep you walking. He hears her rambling on but her words sound a bit "Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah" until she jabs him and brings him back into the conversation.

KJE: Are you hearing me? I said I can't decide if these are nerves of worry or excitement. I want this so badly but my hands are sweaty and I keep trying to play things through my head. I need to relax some..

JKash: Then it's settled. Let's get to the room and "Warm Up" and relax before your match. Come on.

Holding her close with an arm across her middle back, they step over to the building door and enter the main building. The scene cuts back to ringside.

The camera now shows Buck Dempsey alongside his daughter Betty sitting ringside for tonight’s event. Buck sees the camera focused on him and gives a wave. Cindy Shannon then approaches Dempsey with a microphone.

Cindy: Hello everyone. Next to me is the man who will be taking on the APW Universal Champion, Terry Marvin, next Monday night. He is CRW’s Buck Dempsey!

Buck stands up to a mixed review from the crowd. Some cheering because they know of his work in CRW and the Extreme Tournament the others booing because he isn’t a part of APW.

Cindy: Buck what brings you to APW?

Buck: It’s no secret that I’m in the twilight of my career at 48 years old. So I would like one last run facing the top talent The Experts has to offer. Terry Marvin offered the challenge and I eagerly accepted. But he isn’t the only member of APW I’m going against. This Sunday on CRW’s Face Off, I go one on one with Evan Envi which should be one hell of a contest.

Cindy: You’ve become more of a name around The Expert’s but do you think you can handle a talent like Terry Marvin?

Buck: I might be an old man but I’ve still got some tricks left. It might be more of a challenge seeing as I’m in hostile territory but if I can handle myself against the likes of Doug E. Fresh I should be able to give Marvin a run for his money.

Cindy: Thank you for taking some time here to answer some questions and enjoy the rest of the show.

Buck: Thank you. And I’m sure I will, it has been a great card so far.

Shane West: Welcome back from the break this next match up is between two new superstars in Mat Ward and Jimmy Ice, Jimmy's already in the ring and were waiting on his opponent.

Dick Harris: Hang on Shane what's this on the titron?

The titron flickers into life and then we see a commotion in the back stage area were we see Mat Ward walking towards to the ramp when all of a sudden Mr Dangerous comes out from know where to hammer him in the back of the head and knocks him out cold with a steel pipe.

MR Dangerous then turns to the camera and smiles into it as the crowd cheers for him.

Mr Dangerous: He's know good to fight so am taking his place fella.

Shane West: Did Mr Dangerous really just use the Fella catch phrase man Yarmouth wont like that.

Dick Harris: Look's like Mr Dangerous is competing twice tonight then?

"Real American" hits the speaks. 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.


Nicky Page: This match is scheduled for one fall weighing in this morning at 275 lbs and coming from Dallas, TX Jimmy Ice.

Shane West: Well Mr Dangerous took him self out and Jimmy's opponent and Jimmy Ice just stands there laughing.

Dick Harris: Watch out Iceman Mr Dangerous is coming too.

Nicky Page: And his opponent coming from Long Island, NY and weighing in this morning at 160lbs Mr Dangerous.

Mr Dangerous staggers back to his feet as the crowd cheers loudly for him he holds his arms in the air getting a little over excited.


Match two: Mat Ward Mr Dangerous v Jimmy Ice.

Ding, Ding, Ding.

As the bell rings Jimmy just stands there laughing at Mr Dangerous so Mr Dangerous walks over and slaps Jimmy in the face Jimmy gets pissed off and then goes to throw a punch at Mr Dangerous who then clumsily ducks out of the way and falls on to the mat Jimmy then try's to drop an Elbow to the back of Mr Dangerous and Mr Dangerous moves out of the way with the crowd cheering loudly Mr Dangerous then picks up Jimmy gives him an uppercut to the jaw and then kicks Jimmy in the stomach and then uses the choke a fella submission move from Yarmouth.

Shane West: Not only did Yarmouth use his catch phrase now he's pinching his moves.

Dick Harris: Holy crap, There in the middle of the ring there's no way for Jimmy to get out of this move Mr Dangerous may get another win under his belt there.

As the crowd cheer for Mr Dangerous still using the choke fella submission move on jimmy Ice the referee checks on Ice and then Jimmy taps out not been able to stand the pain no more.

Referee: That's it ring the bell.


Ding, Ding, Ding.

Winner:Mr Dangerous.

Nicky Page: and the winner of the match via submission Mr Dangerous.

The crowd goes wild as Mr Dangerous lets go off Jimmy Ice as soon as he hears the bell ring as "Real American" hits and the referee holds Mr Dangerous arm high in the air in Victory.

Shane West: Well he used Yarmouth stuff to get the job done but he done it anyways.

Dick Harris: How....What the hell?

Shane West: Looks like Dick is lost for words Lady's and Gentlemen don't go anywhere as we have some more great action for you coming up.

“All About the Benjamins” Plays over the loudspeaker as the fans boo loudly and out comes the General Manager.... ALEXANDER DUVALL!

Duvall: Did you all not get what I said earlier? I am sick and tired of you freeloading nobodies dragging down my show!

More boos ring out from the crowd.

Duvall: Next week, It will be Jimmy Ice vs. Matt Ward vs. Mr. Dangerous in a Losers leave town match!

"All about the Benjamins rings out again and Duvall exits the ringside."

*Commercial Break*

[T-Marv]

Whose world is this?
The world is yours, the world is yours
It's mine, it's mine, it's mine
Whose world is this?
"It's yours!"

The chorus and intro to “The World Is Yours” blares open through the speakers of the complex as the cheers are for the arrival of “The Dying Breed”. The three young, aspiring talents come from the back, spotlight focused on them as they walk with style and grace while slapping the hands of their adored fans. Those of the haters are ignored as the three make their way towards the ring.

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, on their way to the ring, accompanied by Krunk, at a combined weight of four hundred and thirty pounds... Anthony Bailey, Jair Hopkins... THE DYING BREEEED!

As the introduction ceases, the men climb and roll into the ring as it’s a simple wave to the crowd before going to each corner of the ring, standing on the second turnbuckle, with their arms in the air. They look around before dropping down simultaneously. They come together back to the center of the ring, ready to take care of business, before Krunk exits to ringside.

West: Lots of tension between these two teams! Earlier this week Buckson Gooch referred to Anthony Bailey as a politician. Mac Bane called him a... A fraud!

Harris: It's gonna be a fight, Shane-O! Haha it's got that big fight feel. And the winner lands in the finals of the Tag Team Title match? It's gonna be crazy.

Paige: And their opponents...

Tag Team Entrance: The beautiful melody in the beginning lines of Seven Bridges Road begins, when the guitar picking starts, Mac and Gooch come out to the applause of the fans. They stare intently at the ring getting the crowd frenzied. They look at each other, hit forearms and walk with purpose to the ring, they roll in the ring and warm-up...these Sons of the South are ready for war...Ready to represent...

Paige: Weighing in at a combined six hundred and five pounds... Mac Bane... Buckson Gooch...The SONS OF THE SOUTH!

Bane pats Gooch on the back and Gooch pops his knuckles ready for a fight.

Tag Team Title Tournament Semi-Finals
The Dying Breed vs The Sons of the South

The bell rings and Buckson Gooch covers up as Bailey charges him! Bailey hits him with a hard shot to the ribcage and elbows to the back of the neck. He goes to Irish Whip Gooch but Gooch reverses it and captures Bailey in a Bearhug! Gooch stumbles back but has the hold clenched in. Eventually he is forced to loosen his grip and Bailey clubs him across the forehead. He backs into the ropes and goes for a Tornado DDT but Gooch shoves him off! Bailey backs into his corner where Jair Hopkins stealthily tags himself in!

West: Blind tag!

Harris: Missile Dropkick by Hopkins!

Hopkins surprises Gooch with the Dropkick and the two battle to their feet with Gooch nailing a knee to the midsection. He nails a Stalling Suplex on Hopkins and follows up with an Elbow Drop. He drags Hopkins to his corner and tags Bane in. The two rush him against the ropes and take Hopkins down with a Double Shoulderblock! Hopkins goes down hard and Bailey tries to get in but the ref restrains him! Gooch smirks and lifts Hopkins up for a Powerbomb as Bane nails a Neckbreaker! The crowd responds in a mixed reaction and Krunk yells angrily from the outside as Bane makes the cover, catching the ref's attention.

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Harris: And Anthony Bailey can't stop himself from getting involved!

Bailey is forced out again and Bane plants Hopkins with a Gutwrench Powerbomb! Hopkins arches his back in pain but rolls to the ropes to avoid a cover. Bane tags in Gooch who tries a Bearhug submission similar to the one tried on Bailey but Hopkins strikes his ears with a bell clap! He drops to his feet and nails a heel kick followed by a Dropsault! Gooch falls into the turnbuckles and Hopkins charges at him for a splash but Gooch drops him with a Big Boot and makes the cover!

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THRRRR- kickout!

West: And Gooch almost scores an upset!

Gooch tags Bane back in and Bailey begs for a tag. Bane delivers a Snap Suplex and then hoists Hopkins up onto his shoulders...

Harris: He's gonna put Hopkins away here--

Hopkins rotates himself to nail a Sunset Flip and stacks himself on top of Bane!

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Gooch attempts to enter the ring but Bailey pulls him from the apron...
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Winners: The Dying Breed

West: Hopkins with the roll up! Mac Bane never saw it coming!

Harris: Bailey kept blatantly interfering!

West: But the end result...? The Dying Breed proves to be the second team qualified for the finals of the tag team title tournament! Later tonight they will be joined by either M&M or War Ensemble.

[T-Marv]

The locker room door backstage opens as cameras return from commercial. Jason Kash comes out of the locker room but before he lets the door shut, he peeks his head back in and speaks.

JKash: When I get back I want a rematch! You cheat! Ha!

Letting the door shut he lets his smile drop from his face. Like when he's not around her he converts back to his mental self. Down the hallway, around the corner he comes to the bathrooms and shoulders the door to enter the Men's room. As he walks over to the urinal, the camera rocks and falls onto it's side putting everything at a side angle. As the camera rises off the floor and moves out of the way, you can see Young Mannie attacking Kash viciously.

JKash: You son of a bitch!! argghhh...ughhh..

Clubbing blows into his back, Kash falls down at the floor of the bathroom in front of the urinals. Mannie pulls Kash up to his feet and runs him head first into the edge of the bathroom sink. The Thud is deep sounding and Kash crumbles into the tile floor as Mannie stands over him smiling. Shoving Kash with a foot, Mannie hears a low grumble or groan from Kash as he lays face flat onto the bathroom tile. Mannie steps closer and squats down at Kash's side. The camera moves to see Mannie at the side as his words echo the bathroom. The view at ringside, the fans watching, some standing, others sitting, ALL QUIET and listening as they watch the Jumbo Tron as Mannie begins to speak.

Mannie: Don’t fall asleep on me now, Come on Kash wake up…KASH!

Putting a knee into Kash's back to keep him from movie. Young Mannie smiles and looks up to make sure the cameras were on him. His voice breaks out.

Mannie: I hate you Jason…Can you hear me? I fucking hate you! I hate everything you represent and I hate how it’s gotten you everything, from the first day you arrived you been a fucking court jester and it’s got really old really quick. You don’t deserve anything you gotten, I can’t figure how a 12 year old boy trapped in a man’s body can keep parading around as if it’s not something to be ashamed of, You are a living parody. You go around talking so much shit about me, Well I never claimed too be something I wasn’t.

JKash: Ughh...fu*BEEP* You...

Striking down into the back of Kash's head bounces his face off the tile and he lays cheek to tile with the floor as Mannie continues his rant.

Mannie: You been attacking me verbally since I broke that bong over your head and you know what I don’t fucking regret it, I do regret one thing and that’s not finishing you off. You are a pathetic, if I was so below and such a bathroom break employee why is that I beat you for those tag titles, Why is that I made you look like a dunce just now, you want to know why I always keep coming back to prove you wrong Jason? It’s because I am the real deal, I have been plagued with one thing my whole career and that’s being stuck in mid-gear and not pushing forward to the next level, so instead of realizing my full potential. I was busy recording music that lacks the creativity of the shitty taste you acquire and the same goes for Chris Hart. Someone who thinks he can be a douche backstage just because he’s wears frosty tips in his hair and drinks fruity drinks, when all of the boys hit the local bars after shows.

JKash: Ugh..ha..hah...Ha Ha Ha! Hart will mess you up...Who you kidding?

Mannie rapidly pounds down with a forearm into the back of Kash's head. It thuds and Kash goes into a daze. His eyes looking glossy like he's seeing stars. Mannie's voice keeps Kash awake, wanting to hear, trying to find the words with his eyes as if he was experiencing a dream.

Mannie: And then there were other things hold me back, I was smoking too much marijuana everyday, and as much I love the ganja it’s one of my main downfalls. So from this day forward I am no longer associated nor will indulge in any marijuana related activities. Most of all I allowed you too get into my head, I allowed a toothless, poop-joke enjoying dunce, who couldn’t barely make it through high school to allow me to lower myself too his level, I’m better than that, I’m better than Meltdown, Hell I’m the best APW has and they seem too always hold me back for all of these reasons…Well guess what you can’t anymore I’m dropping the admiration of these mindless junkies who watch this garbage, I’m dropping the marijuana, and most of you piece of horse shit… Jason I just dropped you right now and damn did it all feel so good. I want you to know something important Kash, Listen real close.

See I know why you really can't stand me, You hate fact you respect as much try too play it off you know you do. See deep down you know I beat you that night for the tag titles and I did with every ounce of my fiber, And as much it pains you have to respect that and more currently I pushed you in that match we had, I made you step your game and I know you respected that. I know how much I loathe you and you feel the same but Jason i got news for you. I don't respect you because you aren’t that good as you think you are.

You’re not as talented as me and I proved that a few weeks ago on Meltdown. And no I’m not discounting your win against me but I proved with a shadow of doubt who is the superior athlete, who can take the attention away from any person built up by the front office. I can’t even have a bad day if I tried in the ring, and I’m betting you know exactly why that is…I’M JUST TOO DAMN GOOD!

Turns around too the camera behind him and stares right into.

Mannie: So as far as I’m concerned Mr.420 is dead and no longer apart of APW, And from this day forth when you see me, you can only refer to me as the true talent I am and who I always have been…You can call me “The Main Attraction” and if anyone has a problem with feel free too call me out, I forgot I’m suspended looks like I just have too take my talents somewhere else. Maybe I should go back down SNW, or maybe Phoenix Wrestling.

Hell maybe I should just continue attacking & going off the script about the APW Megastars who I know damn well couldn’t out perform me like Jason, Because like or not APW…and this goes mostly for you Alexander Duval, “The Main Attraction is Here” and I’m not going anywhere. And if you want me gone Duval, FIRE ME! Oh wait I’m already suspended so if even try too fire me without a real good reason, I will sue the hell of out of you! So until I get what I want, I will keep returning and I dare you too stop me “BOSS”

Mannie leaves the scene before Meltdown security can arrive as he heads down the corridor out a side door exit. The show cuts to a commercial break, while Kash rolls slowly onto his side..

Paige: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is a triple threat match!

As the opening of the song starts to play, the video flashes on the tron of a camera panning up a grassy hill at night slowly until it gets to the top, panning from left to right, lightning flashing in the sky as the opening guitar rift plays. Niobe appears on the hilltop, standing with her legs shoulder width apart, arms down at her sides as she slowly makes her way down the hill before breaking into a run just as the beginning lyrics play...

'Nightmare!
Now your nightmare comes to life...'

Paige: Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California… Niobe “Nightmare” Martin!!!

Niobe comes running out from behind the curtain, stopping at the top of the ramp briefly to extend her arms out to the sides.

'Dragged you down below
Down to the devils show
To be his guest forever
Peace of mind is less than never..'

As the lyrics of the song continue to play, she drops her arms and walks down the ramp, sliding under the bottom rope of the ring. She stands up and throws off the hood of her jacket, pointing a finger at the
crowd with a smile.

Paige: And her first opponent, from Seminole, Texas…

“Hang ‘em High” begins to play over the PA as the auditorium transcends into a bold hue of Orange-Brown. Smoke billows from the entrance corridor and appears a bit dusty as the smoke blends with the color. Sheriff McBride’s silhouette can be seen through the haze. He slowly struts through the fog as he looks across the crowd. His rugged face is slightly hidden by his dark brown confederate hat, rugged and sweat stained from years of abuse.

Paige: John “Sherriff” McBride!

His rugged attire is shrouded by a dusty poncho and his pants are tucked into a worn-in pair of workman boots. He raises his head high enough for his face to be visible by the audience, his left eyebrow raised and a grimace upon his face. He chews on a piece of straw grass, plucks it out of his mouth and flicks it off to the side.

With a steady pace he struts towards the ring, using the side steps to get inside. He removes his hat and places it on the top turnbuckle. He takes off his poncho and tattered duster and drapes them across the top rope. He stretches his shoulders, rotating them like a boxer, shadow boxes in his corner to loosen up as we waits for the bell to ring.

Paige: And their final opponent, from Edinburgh, Scotland, weighing in at 260 pounds…

The opening drumbeat to "A Devil In God's Country" by Lamb of God blares over the PA system and once the riff starts Evan comes out with a cocky smirk on his face, he kisses an attractive woman at ringside before he rolls into the ring and poses for the crowd as they boo him.

Paige: Evan McDonald!!

West: Should be an interesting match here tonight Dick. Niobe Martin has a lot to prove as she continues her return to APW, and The Sherriff is trying to gain some momentum before the Meltdown Super Show.

Harris: Well, I don’t think anyone should sit on this Evan McDonald guy. I think he’s going to be great.

West: Which is why you’re out here and not at corporate with the people making decisions.

Niobe Martin vs. John McBride vs. Evan McDonald

Niobe and McBride make eye contact and nod at each other. They immediately turn to Evan McDonald and give him a double clothesline. McDonald is taken completely by surprise and drops to the ground like a pack of spoiled meat. McBride gets down on all fours slightly in front of Evan and Niobe gets a running start, jumps off of McBride’s back and flips onto Evan’s stomach to knock the wind out of him. McBride gets up and starts pounding on McDonald with big kicks. Niobe gets on the other side and begins to do the same. After hitting a few more for good measure, they both pick him up and proceed to give him a double suplex! McDonald is out of it.

West: Glad to see your innate ability to pick a wrestler still doesn’t exist.

Harris: Are you kidding? He’s just playing possum. Martin and McBride know that Evan is there biggest competitor they’re teaming up to take him out, it’s not even fair!

West: Maybe they both just realized that he’s the weak link and they want to pick up an easy win.

Harris: Preposterous!

Niobe goes for a quick pin.

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McBride pulls her off!

Niobe looks at the Sherriff and offers an innocent look. McBride waves her off and goes for a pin of his own.

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Niobe stomps McBride on the back and breaks up the count!

McBride gets up and points his finger at Niobe and yells some obscenities. He gets back down on top of Evan McDonald and pins.

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Niobe runs from one end of the ring to McBride and double drop kicks him in the head breaking up the pin!

West: Looks like these two can’t agree on who is going to get the win.

Harris: All the while Evan McDonald is just biding his time as to when he can strike.

West: Oh poppycock, McDonald hasn’t moved in five minutes. He’s knocked out cold.

McBride holds the side of his head in pain as he stands up. Niobe runs across the ring and flies through the air hitting a big flying clothesline. She drops McBride to the ground. She considers going for the pin but thinks better of it. She runs up to the top rope and sends herself flailing trying to hit a splash, but McBride rolls out of the way and Niobe lands hard on the ground. McBride hurries himself up and picks Niobe up by her hair as she holds her midsection in pain. McBride grabs her by the neck and tosses her across the ring.

West: McBride showing he brute strength there. Might be tough for Niobe going forward here.

Harris: I hope Evan is okay!

Niobe gets up and brushes herself off. She runs towards McBride who ducks down and tosses her OVER THE TOP ROPE! Niobe hits the mat hard! McBride laughs as he walks over to Evan McDonald who still isn’t moving. He picks him up by the head and stands him up. McBride grabs him and hits the HANG EM HIGH! Evan McDonald doesn’t even move he hits the mat so hard. McBride goes for the pin.

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Winner: John “Sherriff” McBride

Paige: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, John “Sherriff” McBride!

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West: What a big win for John McBride here. Things are looking good for this new guy to make some waves on Meltdown. Niobe Martin though is struggling to find her footing upon her return.

Harris: And what of Evan McDonald!? This poor guy has all the cards stacked against him and then was brutally beaten by two people tonight. It’s sickening.

West: Is he paying you for this?

Harris: I know not of what you speak!

John McBride celebrates his win as he walks up the ramp. Niobe follows behind him, holding her midsection in pain. Evan McDonald on the other hand isn’t moving and the staff has begun to come and get him.

*Commercial Break*

[T-Marv]

The cameras cut backstage and we find ourselves in the locker room of M&M, drawing a cheer from the crowd as we catch sight of the current and former North American champions.

AJP: So... We're ready for this, right?

Logan looks up from the bench he's sitting on, meeting his partner's gaze.

LA: About as ready as we can be. I've been all over the map this week, but I'm here now and ready to go.

AJP: Yeah, but this is different. I know we've beaten people like Storm Front and Yarmouth and Stefan Raab, but this is the War Ensemble. This is Michael Callahan. It's just...

Aubrey is sitting on the floor and applying wrist tape as she talks. She looks up at Logan for a few moments and then shrugs, deciding she doesn't know what else to say.

LA: Don't worry about it. It's just like every other match. You've already been in a couple of bigger matches, and one with Callahan as well. You're not going to be worn down, and you've got someone you can trust watching your back.

For me, this is the same old story. I'm the new guy and I've got an experienced competitor standing in front of me. People will tell me I'm not in Mike's league, but I'm still going out there and giving my best, because anything can happen in that ring.

Aubrey nods and then turns her attention to her final piece of attire: lacing up her boots. After a few seconds of doing it, her eyes drift to her tag team partner again.

AJP: I know it has nothing to do with tonight, but... With Amy... You're really not going to accept her challenge, are you?

Logan snorts softly.

LA: Not at all. I have no interest in stepping into the ring with her right now. If I'm booked to face her, I will. But there's no need for me to accept her challenge. Her challenge comes off like she knows she's going to choke in the four way tonight, and she wants to make sure she gets another main event slot booked.

I have no issue with her, since you settled things with her last week and she didn't try to get the last word as it were. If she wants to stir something up though... that's her choice.

They spend another few seconds in silence and AJP finally finishes lacing up her boots. She smirks up at Logan and holds up a hand. He looks down at her for a second and then rises from the bench, taking her hand and pulling her to her feet.

AJP: Whatever decision you make, I have your back...

And next Sunday on Asylum when I take on Sally Talfourd for the World Title, I know the odds aren't in my favor. I know what can happen in those special referee matches... I don't want to go out there alone. It'd be nice if there was a familiar face in my corner.

Logan nods.

LA: I'll be there. Try to keep an eye out for outside activities, and try not to get too focused on your attempt to dethrone the alpha female in your new playground.

He smirks back at Aubrey.

AJP: Haha. Thanks, Logan...

She turns toward the door of the locker room and pushes it open, casting a hand out into the hallway.

AJP: Shall we?

Logan moves to the door.

LA: I believe I'm the second M. I follow you.

Aubrey looks up at him and laughs lightly again. She shakes her head at the joke but leads the way anyway. The two close the door behind them, leaving the camera alone in the empty locker room.

West: M&M vs War Ensemble... Coming up!

Paige: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for ONE fall, and the winner advances to the finals of the APW Tag Team Championship Tournament at Christmas Chaos!

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRR!

The deafening primal scream of Slayer's Tom Arya breaks through the speakers, a direct sample from the original “War Ensemble” and instantly all heads turn towards the entrance. Expecting the thrash metal riffs to follow, the crowd are baffled b the piano, drum and bass melody as pop music crooner coverer Richard Cheese's smooth vocals do an almighty justice to one of Slayer's best songs. First out of the curtains is GI looking a little sheepish as the crowd jeer and heckle his arrival. Followed not long after by Michael Callahan, the two make their way slowly down towards the ramp with Callahan leading the way.

Paige: Introducing first... At a combined weight of four hundred and eighty-three pounds... They are the team of Michael Callahan and the GI, WAAAAAR ENSEMBLEEEE!

Callahan like a gentlemen offers up the stairs on a silver platter to GI and allows him to climb into the ring first. He does so and Callahan follows suit, dusting his feet off before climbing the ring. Both men are focused and determined to stave some heads in and while GI warms up and reloads invisible weaponry while Callahan gives him instructions. Patting him on the shoulder, Callahan steps out onto the apron and the two wait for their opponents.

West: This is a dangerous, dangerous team. Michael Callahan has put all of the APW rosters on notice over the past few weeks, taking out the likes of Anthony Bailey, Kurt Noble, "The Soul of Philly" TJ, and the World Heavyweight Champion, Sally Talfourd with that baseball bat he calls Martinez.

Harris: He doesn't do it because he has to, Shane-O. He does it because he can! And I think there's a very good chance we're going to see it tonight...

West: We’re not sure if Michael Callahan is even medically cleared to compete. We’ve been getting conflicting reports since his tag team match on Asylum...

Harris: If he’s injured, he shouldn’t be forced to compete! Damnit, let him have his bat...

West: Can you imagine if he were to hit Aubrey J. Parker with the Banzai Strike?

Harris: I don't think that'll happen. I'll explain why in a moment...

The lights fade in the arena. The opening chords of "Dare" begin to play. A pair of fireballs fly down to the stage, one on either side. Once they get there and go off, two lines of pyrotechnics go off from either end of the stage, criss-crossing in the middle and highlighting two figures standing with their arms outstretched to either side. Lights focus down on the pair as the pyrotechnics subside, revealing Logan Alexander and Aubrey Jessica Parker in their usual wrestling attire, standing back to back, Aubrey facing the ring and Logan facing the entryway.

Paige: And their opponents, at a combined weight of three hundred and fifty-two pounds, Aubrey J. Parker and the APW North American Champion, Logan Alexander... M&M!

Parker lowers her arms and starts walking down the ramp. Logan lowers his arms, turns and follows suit. They both reach out, slapping the outstretched hands of fans as they make their way down to ringside, the spotlights following them down. At ringside Parker hops up onto the apron, sliding across with one hand gliding across the middle rope and one pressed to her lips before blowing a long and sensual kiss to the audience, earning a series of cheers from many men and women alike, as Logan climbs the ring steps and moves out to join her. Logan moves between the ropes, holding them open for Parker to enter the ring, before following her in.

West: These two have had an interesting couple of weeks to say the least. Logan Alexander is the North American Champion, but he hasn't worn the belt because he felt that his victory over Aubrey J. Parker for that title was... Well, tainted.

Parker makes her way to the turnbuckles, hopping onto them to continue playing to the lively audience. Logan makes his way around to the various sides of the ring, calling out to the crowd. They both make their way over to their corner, Logan removing his glasses and jacket as Parker finishes her preparation for the match. Logan nods to her as he climbs out onto the apron and hands off his jacket to a ringside technician, while Parker prepares to start off the match.

West: So do you wanna tell me why Parker won't be the Banzai Strike's next victim?

Harris: AJP gets around, Shane!

West: Cut it out.

Harris: It's true. She has romantic ties to a lot of guys on the roster! TJ, Envi, William D. Williams, her own tag team partner Logan Alexander, and Michael Callahan. That has been alluded to by even Callahan himself and if I recall, Aubrey never denied it!

West: Why does it matter? Why does it matter who this young woman talks to on a personal level? She's been impressing me in the ring more and more every week and in six days she could be our new World Heavyweight Champion. But right now, it looks like she's starting things off against Michael Callahan!

Tag Team Tournament Semi-Finals
War Ensemble vs M&M

The crowd cheers as Callahan and Parker start things off. She smirks at Callahan and Callahan says something that can’t be picked up by the audio. He goes to catch her in a side headlock but Aubrey easily slips out and shoves him into the ropes, hitting a Dropkick off the rebound! Immediately, Callahan rolls to his corner and tags in the GI. GI enters and at Callahan’s urging is quick to run at Parker for a Running Clothesline, but she ducks and shoots the ropes! She comes back at him for a Headscissors Takedown! GI shoots up to his feet and she hits Shining Wizard swiftly transitioned into a Frankensteiner-- the Frankenwizard! With a roaring crowd on her side, Aubrey climbs to the top rope and waits for the GI to get up before hitting a Missile Dropkick! Finally, Parker signals for the end. When GI gets to his feet, Parker runs at him, going for that Leaping, Snap, Reverse STO she calls the Makeunder, but GI catches her and hits a hard Sidewalk Slam! Parker cringes when she hits the mat but shakily gets up, a second after the GI. She moves toward him-- and he scoops her up before planting her with a 180 Spinebuster! Aubrey groans and instinctively crawls toward her corner while the GI shakes out the cobwebs and clears his head, with Callahan screaming for him to “stop her!”

West: Well, if Callahan and Parker have any sort of alignment, it isn’t evident here! He’s directing traffic and so far the GI has successfully put a stop to M&M’s momentum!

Harris: Yeah, but Parker’s about to tag in Logan and that’s the last thing Michael Callahan wants. I don’t know if the GI can stop her.

West: She’s a fingertip away... Can she get it?!

Harris: She does!

The GI is a second too late, jumping on top of Parker a millisecond after she tags Logan. He climbs up as Logan jumps over the top rope and into the ring. He maneuvers behind the GI and nails a German Suplex, bridging him for a pin!

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West: Did you see that? A malicious defense, quickly turning into offense by the mysterious GI. I think Logan’s dazed!

Harris: I think War Ensemble’s about to advance to the finals of the Tag Team Tournament!

The GI positions Logan on his shoulders in a Fireman’s Carry...

Harris: And now the GI is gonna put him away with that Gutbuster!

West: He calls it ‘Pump Action’.

Logan reverses it though! He hits the GI with an elbow right to the nose and then swings around him to hit a DDT! The crowd cheers and Callahan screams angrily at GI. Logan crawls toward the outstretched hand of Aubrey J. Parker, but the GI grabs his leg. Logan immediately nails an Enziguri however and the GI falls to his knees. Logan tags in AJP to the delight of the crowd. She climbs to the top rope again and hits a Diving Leg Lariat on the GI! She waits for him to get up and then shoots the ropes, going for a Running Leg Lariat, but the GI tosses her overhead and throat-first across the top rope! AJP grabs her throat in pain and stumbles back into a Running Clothesline that takes her face-first to the mat. Callahan applauds the GI while he pins Aubrey, hooking both legs.

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Broken up!

West: And Logan Alexander breaks it up with a Dropkick to the GI’s head!

Harris: Not fair!

The referee gets Logan out of the ring while Aubrey uses the ropes to pull herself up. She runs at the GI and hits a Spinning Heel Kick! She still rubs her throat and uses the ropes to support herself while she waits for the GI to get up again, and hits him with a One-Handed Bulldog! Still holding her throat, she rolls to her corner and tags Logan Alexander back in. Meanwhile, on the apron, an angered Michael Callahan drops down from his corner and makes his way toward the side of the ring closest to the announce table and drops down, looking beneath the apron. Finally, to a loud mixed reaction from the crowd, he retrieves his prized baseball bat...

West: No! Callahan’s got that bat!

The referee sees this immediately though and sticks himself through the ropes, pointing at Michael Callahan and demanding that he drops the weapon! Surprised, Callahan yells back at him... But meanwhile on the inside of the ring, Logan picks the GI up for a Flapjack while AJP runs at him and delivers the Makeunder, completing the Full Facial! The GI is nearly spiked into the mat from the maneuver and Parker rolls out of the ring. Callahan’s eyes grow wider as Logan covers the GI and the referee turns around, sliding in to make the count.

Callahan slides into the ring to break it up.

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Harris: Hey!

West: They got them!

Callahan dives to make the save, but it a half-second too late! The bell rings and Callahan looks up in a mixture of anger and horror as the referee raises Logan Alexander’s hand in the air!

Paige: Here are your winners, Logan Alexander and Aubrey J. Parker... M&M!

Callahan buries his face in his hands as “Dare” hits the PA system and M&M celebrate their victory in the ring. He glares at them, especially Logan Alexander... But after a few seconds, Callahan rolls out of the ring. He retrieves his bat and makes his way up the ramp. Seconds later, the GI regains consciousness and follows him, a few paces behind.

West: Huge win by Logan and Aubrey tonight, overcoming the GI and the longest-reigning Suicidal Champion in history-- Michael Callahan.

Harris: War Ensemble were no easy feat, obviously, but now M&M joins The Dying Breed and the team of Roy Speede & Donald Deruty in the Tag Team Championship Match at Christmas Chaos!

West: Hey-- what the hell?!

The crowd boos as Kaylyn James Evans hops over the barricade through the crowd and runs past the announce table, with Logan’s APW North American Championship in hand. She slides into the ring as Aubrey J. Parker turns around, and smashes the title into her face! Aubrey hits the mat, motionless.

Harris: It’s Kaylyn J. Evans! She just knocked AJP out cold!

West: What’s going on?!

Logan doesn’t even get to completely turn around before KJE swings the championship belt and catches him in the back of the head. He twists and falls onto his back, groaning in pain and moving a hand to the back of his head.

The crowd wholeheartedly boos Kaylyn as she smirks down at the fallen tag team. She kneels down and places the title on Logan’s chest. She sighs and exits the ring, a slight hop and skip to herself as if mocking Aubrey J. Parker, earning a louder chorus of boos from the crowd as she disappears to the back. We fade to black on the unconscious Aubrey J. Parker and the barely moving Logan Alexander in the ring.

*Commercial Break*

[T-Marv]

As we come back from a commercial break we see Hannah Storm walking quickly down the hall before finally stopping her target.

Hannah Storm: Kaylyn, Kaylyn wait! Everyone want's to know... what was that about out there? Why did you attack Aubrey and Logan?

As the camera turns to show Kaylyn turning to face Hannah the boos from the crowd ring through loud and clear. Kaylyn laughs before stepping closer to Hannah.

Kaylyn James Evans: You want to know why I did that Hannah? Guess it sucks to be you right about now then doesn't it? If you will excuse me... I have a match to prepare for.

Hannah Storm: You have nothing to say regarding your actions?

Kaylyn James Evans: You want answers? Go ask Sienna and Mr. Duvall... maybe they might have the time to enlighten you.

With that Kaylyn walked off leaving Hannah with a questioning look on her face.

The crowd cheers as the team known as M&M, though looking worse for wear and angrier than before their tag match, are shown on the screen. They are both inside of the trainer's room, being observed by medical personnel. Logan is holding a bag of ice to his head while the examiner shines a small flashlight into each of Aubrey's pupils.

Soon, the door opens and Cindy Shannon walks into the room with wide eyes and with a microphone in hand.

Cindy: Logan, Aubrey! I know you guys don't do this but could I get a few words about what just transpired? Please.

Aubrey glares at Cindy but looks over at Logan for a decision. Logan shrugs.

LA: Sure, why not? Special circumstances this week, so we'll cut you a break.

He lowers the ice pack.

Cindy: Do you have any idea why Kaylyn James Evans blindsided you guys after your victory over War Ensemble?

AJP: I could think of a few ideas...

LA: Envy. Like most other people who want to be relevant before they earn it, she blindsides the most high profile star. That accounts for Aubrey. And she took me out, because if she didn't she might be coughing out teeth for the next few days.

Cindy: A few moments ago, Hannah Storm managed to catch up with Kaylyn James Evans, and when she was asked for comment... Well, she told Hannah to ask Sienna Harrison and Mr. Duvall. Do you guys have anything to say about this?

The crowd boos at the reminder and Aubrey turns to Logan again, her face now growing red with anger. Logan smirks.

LA: Yeah. You need to rely on something better than second and third rate talent if you want to keep us down. But if this is how it's going to go... then I say let the games begin.

Cindy turns the microphone to Parker.

AJP: Kaylyn has been a thorn in my side since before I was even a wrestler. She's never liked me, and if she and Duvall and Sienna all got together and decided that this is the course of action that they wanted to take then fine. We'll play. Logan and I are always ready for that.

I may not be a member of the Meltdown roster anymore but Sienna can't stand the fact that together, Logan and I are still the best thing she has going for her... And the worst.

The crowd cheers at Aubrey's words and Cindy nods to the two, turning and walking out of the trainer's room. Logan turns to the camera and hurriedly, the camera man exits the room. It turns to capture one last glimpse at M&M before Logan slams the door in its face.


Paige: The Following match is scheduled for One fall. Introducing first from New York City..... Donald Deruty

The lights completely go blank as nothing two feet in front of you can be seen. As soon as the light dim to darkness Get Up by KoRn blares on the speakers. Once the techno of the song blares, the lights flash on like a bolt of lightning. The faces of the crowd can finally be seen as red spot lights fly around the arena and ring. Pyros go on allowing Donald to finally be seen walking out from the back. He gets to the top of the entrance ramp and looks around while the crowd goes crazy. After a few seconds of looking around the arena he finallly makes his way towards the ring.

Walking foot after foot towards the ring is Donald. While taking his several steps towards the ring Donald messes with his wrist tape and extended elbow pad on his left arm. After making it right in front of the ring he stops and jumps straight up on the apron. Immediately after jumping on the apron Donald makes his way to the turnbuckle and stands with his feet on the second rope. He looks around the arena once again before hopping over the top rope into and onto the ring mat, awaiting his opponent.

Paige: And here's his opponent weighing in at 245 pounds from Helsinki Finland.... The Finnish Phenom Tuhoa Valo

Nemesis starts to play as a mix reaction from the crowd drowns out the music. The arena fills with strobe lighting, as smoke begins to come up from the entrance ramp. Slowly, Tuhoa Valo creeps out from behind the curtain with his head down, and his hair dripping wet. As the tempo of the song picks up, he quickly lifts his head, as his hair flies back, and the water from his hair goes in every direction. He raises his arms into the air, and a lightning bolt strikes directly in front of him, at the top of the ramp. He immediatley begins a dead-run straight to the ring, sliding in, and getting right to his feet. He runs to the far-right corner, and gets on the second rope, staring around at the crowd.

Donald Deruty vs "The Finnish Phenom" Tuhoa Valo

The bell sounds and the two men are quick to luck up with Valo gaining the quick upperhand with a European Uppercut and Neckbreaker. He lifts Deruty up but Donald counters with a Jawbreaker and a Float Over DDT! Both men are up in seconds and Deruty goes for a Snap DDT but Valo counters into a Northern Light Suplex! He makes the cover.

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West: After an indecisive finish last week, these two are gonna do their damndest to one-up each other!

Harris: You mean without Logan here to muck it up...

West: I think Logan Alexander made the correct call last week.

Harris: Shocking.

Deruty beats Valo to his feet and lands a Clothesline. He then takes Valo to a seated position with a Snapmare and hits a low Enziguiri! Valo cries out in pain and Deruty lifts him up only to drive him down with an inverted corkscrew Neckbreaker! Valo is folded up and Deruty makes the cover but only earns a count of one. He picks Valo up in a front facelock and backs into the corner. He hops up to the second turnbuckle and hits a Tornado DDT! Deruty makes the cover.

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West: Valo is in a bad way!

Harris: The defense game isn't workin!

Deruty tried to keep Valo grounded with a low side headlock but Valo rolls through. He gets up and as Deruty charges for a Lariat, Valo counters with an STO, followed by a Fisherman's Suplex! Valo gets up and smirks as he stalks Deruty.

West: Valo may be going for that move he calls Commence Destruction!

Harris: Count the seconds, Shane-O!

Valo grabs Deruty from behind but Deruty spins out of the move and counters with a Dropkick! He hits a second, and a third, and a fourth until Hartford is loudly behind him! He waits for Valo to get up-- and goes for the Super Kick!

...But Valo ducks and slides behind Deruty, going again for Commence Destruction!

West: Deruty escapes again!

Deruty hits a Back Suplex on Valo and finally hoists him up to deliver a Russian Leg Sweep! Deruty climbs to the top rope to the delight of the audience and goes off the top for a Diving Headbutt-- but Valo brings up his knees catching Deruty in the jaw! Deruty goes limp and Valo pushes him over, hooking both legs.

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Winner: Tuhoa Valo

West: What happened?!

Harris: Haha, D-Day just knocked himself out!

West: Deruty had that match won! A fatal error cost him at the very, very end.

Harris: Now Valo has the momentum! He can win the title! We can finally figure out who's behind that paint, that mask!

West: Hmmm...

[T-Marv]

The cameras pan to the back and Hartford boos as Sienna Harrison appears on the screen. She's sitting on a couch in Alexander Duvall's office, where she holds a phone to her ear and speaks in a quiet tone, as if afraid she'll be overheard.

Sienna: No, I'm not happy with how things went down last week. You think that was okay?

She groans and rubs her eyes.

Sienna: Look. If you're serious about this, then you're gonna need my help. You know you have no chance in Hell of doing this without me. Let's be real about this.

She sighs and speaks in a stern tone.

Sienna: So if all goes to plan, we can show the world what you're made of at the Super Show in a way that they've never even imagined possible... We'll turn you into the main attraction...

Sienna groans as someone knocks at the door.

Sienna: Gotta run. We'll keep in touch.

Sienna opens the door and gives Hannah Storm, Meltdown's primary interviewer, a disinterested look.

Hannah: Sienna! I was hoping to ask you a quick question about what happened after M&M defeated War Ensemble earlier tonight for the finals in the Tag Team Championship tournament!

Sienna: Um... What?

Hannah: When I approached Kaylyn James Evans, trying to get more information, she said it'd be more appropriate to ask you or Mr. Alexander Duvall for comment... Is it safe to assume that Kaylyn James Evans is working with you guys against our North American Cha--

Sienna: I've never liked conspiracy theorists.

Sienna glare at Hannah.

Sienna: The longer you stand here, the less I'll assume you like your job.

It only takes another second for Hannah to nod to Sienna and back away. Sienna smirks as Hannah leaves and the camera fades to black on her cold, crooked grin.


Paige: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is our main event and it will be a Fatal Four way to determine who will take the last spot in the North American Championship Match!

The hype of what is yet to come entices the rabid fans of APW. Pure anticipation has the crowd balancing on the edge of their seats, just attempting to imagine what will happen next. Suddenly, the industrial lights of the arena dim down before getting replaced by lighting that gives off a gold yet blueish setting to the venue. A very brief intermission from the new hue of the facility ensues, but seconds later, everything comes back to life. A huge guitar track smashes through the speakers, playing out The Prince of Masks, Mascara. The hit “Lights Out” by POD then kicks into high gear. Fans applaud instantly, appreciating his in ring tactics, though not much is known about the man outside of it.

Paige: Introducing first, he hails from Liverpool, England standing at 6 feet 1 inch tall and weighing in at 231 pounds. Ladies and gentleman, WILLIAM “MASCARA” BLACK!

Mascara rips the drapes open and walks out onto the stage. His head moves from side to side as he is, presumably, looking through the cheering fans. He points to a random supporter that is holding up a sign that reads, “ La cara de la nueva generaion!” as he nods his head. The luchador hops down the entrance ramp while handing out the random high five to the people near the barricades. After only a couple seconds, he reaches the ring. He leaps from the floor onto the ring apron before griping the top rope with both of his hands. Mascara squats down as he proceeds to leap up and somersault into the ring landing on his feet, showing off his gracefulness. He jogs to the turnbuckle furthest away from him and leaps onto the second rope. The spotlights shines on the Luchador's mask as it reflects a blinding light if looking at him from the right angle. Mascara hops off of the turnbuckle and leans against the ropes as he mentally prepares himself for his upcoming match.

West: William Black has been on a tear lately folks, and he looks to add to his success by earning a shot at the North American Championship right here.

Harris: But I think his Makeup is running, so he may want to fix that before he shoots for higher ambitions!

"What you get is what you see
it won't take much to get hooked on me
so shoot me right into your skin
and i will be your heroin

the sideaffects are sexual
are you down for a taste?
the sideaffects are sexual
and you love the way i say

I'm your favorite drug
your favorite drug
just one hit is never enough
i'm your favorite drug
your favorite drug
you cant break this addiction no.
your favorite drug...."

The lyrics to Porcelian and the Tramps- I'm Your Favorite Drug continued to play over the PA system as the lights fade putting the arena into total darkness. Just as the chorus would end there is a bang as the lights turn back on full blast and a cloud of smoke is on the entrance way with a figure standing within it. The chorus starts up once more but this time with the lyrics included is none other then Kaylyn Evans who steps out from within the smokey patch on the stage.

Paige: And his first opponent weighing in at 119 pounds from Brooklyn, New York….. KAYLYN JAMES EVANS!

As the chorus was being heard throughout the crowd a smiling Kaylyn Evans was on her way down the ramp with a stride that showed nothing but confidence in herself no matter what the outcome of today's event's would be. Dressed in a black and lime green set of attire Kaylyn flaunts her body as she walks past the fans. Reaching the bottom of the ramp way Kaylyn stops and turns to the right heading around the ring and towards the far steps to ascend them and make her way onto the apron. Crossing the apron she stands there looking out at the fans. Hooking her arms on the top rope, in perfect Kaylyn fashion, she flipped back over the top rope and into the ring where she made her way around the ring looking out at all the fans in the arena, booing and not. As the music would cut Kaylyn would be focused and ready for what was to come.

West: KJE and Jason Kash have formed quite the bond lately, perhaps Jason is in the back right now as an insurance policy for this match. KJE has caught the eye of many talent scouts in APW...

Harris: She’s certainly caught my eye…and other parts! And she’s way too good for Jason Kash. Hell, she’s too good to be in this match. She should come on over here and watch with us….I just so happen to have a spot on my lap cleared off!

The lights go out in the arena. After several seconds, words written in a bright white begin flashing on the otherwise blackened out Jumbotron. With each fading word, a new word pops up on the screen.

CAN

YOU

HEAR

ME

NOW!?!

As the last word fades, all five words reappear on the jumbotron at once.

CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW!?!

The lights slowly come back on as 'Hear Me Now' by Hollywood Undead begins to play through the speakers as Roy Speede steps out on stage. He crosses his arms in an X across his chest, with his right arm underneath his left, and his hands in his fists. He bows his head for several seconds, and his chin rests in the gap between his fists.

Paige: Introducing, from Richmond, Virginia, Action Packed Wrestling's own Silver Lining, he is ROY SPEEEEDE!!

Roy drops his right arm, and raises his left arm in the air, with his pointer, middle, and pinky fingers extended, and his ring finger and thumb tucked into his palm. His palm is facing the crowd. He drops his arm, and begins jogging to ringside, high-fiving fans as he goes, before climbing onto the apron, and then climbing the outside of the turnbuckle. He raises his left arm, with the same fingers extended as when he was on stage. He leaps from the turnbuckle into the ring.

West: Speede and Deruty have earned themselves a shot at the Tag Team Titles with their amazing upset of Envikado last week. Can Speede join his partner in a quest for NA gold as well?

Harris: Please don’t talk about last week’s so called Tag team matches… I’m still paying for the hours of therapy.

It's just the way
The game is played
It's best if you just
Wait your turn

AMY ZING flashes across the screen. Various shots of Amy standing in the ring are shown. The final shot is of Amy bent over, and then rising, arms wide and pointing to the sides. As this shot is taken, the camera spins around, showing her from all angles, stopping to face her when she poses.

The wait is ova
The wait is ova
The wait is ova
The wait is ova

Amy Zing comes running out of the entrance way. She runs to one end of the entrance stage, then to the other. She then walks to the middle and bends with her fingers touching the ground. She rises, spreading her arms out and pointing to the fans. She brings her hands together then breaks them apart. She walks down to the ring slaping hands with the fans on both sides of the barricade as she does.

It's getting crowded
Over here
But babe
The wait is over
Sometimes it takes
A thousand tries
To win
The wait is over

Standing in front of the ring, Amy leapfrogs onto the apron. She slingshots herself into the ring and runs to the corner. Amy pulls herself up to the turnbuckle, spreading her arms out to the sides, pointing to the crowd. Slowly, she brings them together. Once her hands touch, Amy suddenly backflips off the turnbuckle, landing in the ring..

It's getting crowded
Over here
But babe
The wait is over
Sometimes it takes
A thousand tries
To win
The wait is over

Unwrapping the ribbon from her arm, Amy uses it to tie her hair in a ponytail. She starts clapping along with the song, trying to get the crowd behind her. She then leans against the turnbuckle, waiting for the match to start.

West: Amy has definitely gone out of her way to get noticed here on Meltdown. She challenged AJP, and earlier this week laid out another challenge to new North American Champion Logan Alexander.

Harris: She’s got delusions of grandeur and it’s quite sad. Not that she’s a complete loser, but she’s certainly not on the level she’s reaching for.

MAIN EVENT
Kaylyn James Evans vs. Amy Zing vs. Roy Speede vs. William Black

Right off the bat, Amy and KJE are all over each other. KJE hits a dropkick to the knee followed by an attempt at a shinning wizard, but Amy Zing ducks under and shoves KJE into the ropes. KJE comes back with an attempted clothesline that Zing ducks and catapults off the ropes and slingshot Cross body block followed by a quick cover.

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Meanwhile Speede Hits a high dropkick that sends Black into the ropes. Speede goes to pull him out but Black counters with a rake of the eyes folled by hoisting Roy up for a piledriver. He drops a couple elbows before locking in a sleeper with Roy in the seated position. The ref is right there to check on Speede. Roy throws elbows that doesn’t come close. He reaches up and grabs the head of Black and uses the leverage to get to his feet and hits a snapmare followed by a hard kick to the head.

West: WOW, fast paced action off the rip here, and these guys are leaving it all out in that ring.

Harris: What do you expect Shane? This is for a HUGE shot at the North American Championship on the Meltdown Super show!

Amy shoves KJE into the corner and unleashes with a series of kicks followed by a springboard roundhouse that KJE ducks under, grabbing Amy by the hair and throwing her shoulder first through the turnbuckle into the steel post. She then yankes her back to the ring grabs her hair and drops her with a neckbreaker. She hurries to the ropes and hits an Asai moonsault, hooking the leg for the pin.

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Speede hits a fast forward spinning fisherman suplex and Bridges for a pin.

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Speede pulls Black to his feet and hooks him for an Angel wings, but Black manages to shove Speede off of him and hits a Snap DDT in the middle of the ring. He kicks Speede hard in the gut before pulling him up and scooping him on his shoulders. He launches out and hits a MASSIVE Powerslam before making the cover.

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William Black jumps up and yells at the damn ref to do his job!

West: William Black seems to be a bit frustrated at the performance of the ref.

Harris: Who cares? Look at the lovely Kaylyn James Evans! Doesn’t she just look AMAZING? No pun intended.

KJE pulls Amy to her feet and shoves her into the corner before slapping the taste out of her mouth. But before she can deliver another one, William Black grabs her hair and CLUBS her hard in the back of the head to boos from the crowd. He throws a back elbow to Amy in the corner. He grabs them both by the hair and cracks their skulls together. He Lays KJE out with a Gent’s DDT. He makes a cover.

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Black is quickly up And grabs Amy Zing from behind and hits a German Suplex. He then climbs to the top rope and leaps off with the Gordon Bennett diving headbut. The crowd boos as he makes another cover.

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William pounds the Mat and gets right in the ref’s face and shoves him back into the corner screaming at him. He puts his hands on the ref’s collar just as Speede hits him from behind with a standing dropkick. Black bounces off the ropes right into the waiting arms of Amy and KJE who hit a double facebuster bulldog on him. Both ladies pull him up and hold him by the arms as Speede unleashes with a superkick that takes Black out of the ring and down to the floor.

Harris: AH! William Black just had this match in the bag before he got gang raped by the two beauties in that ring…. Which is not exactly a bad thing, but then you throw Speede on top of the pile…..UGH.

West: Wow… is your mind ever out of the gutter. They seem to have taken care of Black for the moment, but It seems the fun and games is over.

KJE drops behind Speede and hits a low blow, rolling him up with a school boy.

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She gets to her feet and is attacked immediately by Amy Zing who hits a Headscissors Head down followed by a flipping leg drop. She makes a cover.

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Speede is back to his feet and takes Amy down with a swinging reverse STO. Before he can make a pin, he sees KJE charging on him. Catches her with a hard clothesline causing her to do a backflip and land face first. She clutches her chest as the crowd cheers for Speede who sizes up the downed women…..

JUST AS WILLIAM BLACK CRACKS A CHAIR OVER HIS HEAD!

---DING DING DING---

Harris: YES! Black just got back into this match.

West: NO! Black just cost himself this match. .

The referee calls for the bell, but Black doesn’t care. He tosses the chair down to the mat and grabs a rising KJE and drops her with a DDT on the chair. HE does the same thing to Amy Zing as the crowd BOOS him loudly! HE rolls out of the ring and kicks the ringside barrier before heading back up the ramp.

ELIMINATED – WILLIAM BLACK VIA DQ

West: Now we have just three people left in this match.

Speede, Zing and KJE all slowly try to shake the cobwebs off as they pull themselves back up to their feet. KJE runs to Speede for a spear, but Speed catches her in a front face lock. Zing stumbles over and Goes for a step over wheel kick. Speede ducks and grabs her head planting them BOTH with a huge DDT.

Speede grabs KJE and locks her in the Sharpshooter, wrenching back on her hard. KJE screams in pain and shakes her head as the ref asks if she wants to submit. She twists and turns until she gets to the ropes and gets the ref to break the hold. Just then, Amy Zing gets to her feet and grabs Roy’s head and bounces off the corner and hits a Tornado DDT. She rolls him over and makes the cover.

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She tosses Amy into the ropes, grabs her on the rebound and hits a tilt a whirld backbreaker. She then climbs the turnbuckle and leaps off with a shooting star press landing squarely on Zing in the middle of the ring. She holds her ribs and crawls over hooking the leg.

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KJE cant’ believe it as she screams at the ref, only to be turned around by Speed and drilled with a T-Bone Suplex! Speede covers.

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He grabs Amy now and hits a lifting nelson Bulldog. He climbs to the top rope and leaps off with a diving leg drop and makes the cover.

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Harris: WOW! I’ve got whiplash now from watching this rapidly changing action.

West: Roy Speede has got one hell of a flash of momentum going!

Roy lifts KJE up and gets her in a Full Nelson. He lifts her up for a SILVER BULLET, but KJE floats behind him, lands on her feet and shoves him forward……

……. RIGHT INTO AMY ZING’S FOOT!

West: FENGHUANG KICK OUT OF NOWHERE!

This spins Speede right into KJE who is waiting. She grabs his head, leaps up and spins in the air DROPPING him hard with a DDT!

Harris: BEAUTIFUL CRUSHER BY Kaylyn James Evans and Speede may be out cold!

KJE lays her back across speede and hooks the leg. Amy Zing does the same thing, hooking the other leg as the ref makes the count.

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THREE!!!

ELIMINATED – ROY SPEEDE

West: And JUST like that, speede is gone and one of these two ladies is going to the Meltdown Super show to the huge Title match.

Roy gets rolled out of the ring, and helped to his feet to a loud applause from the crowd for his well fought match.

KJE ducks under a vicious kick from Amy and shoves her in the turnbuckle. She Wraps her arms arund the ropes and ties them up with the middle rope so she can’t move! The crowd boos as KJE pulls AMY’s top down slightly and UNLOADS WITH A HARD FOREHAND SLAP TO THE CHEST! Zing cries out in pain as the Ref comes to untie her. But KJE shoves him away and SLAPS HER AGAIN! She then alternates slaping her with her right and left hands as hard as she can, the arena echoing the sound so loud that the crowd is almost drowned out. She then unleashes a DOUBLE handed slap before the Ref gets her untied. She then runs and hits a LOW Dropkick to the downed Zing before pulling her out from the ropes. She climbs the turnbuckle and waits for zing to get up. She leaps and hits DIVING DOUBLE KNEES to the shoulders of Zing. She lands on top of Amy and hooks both legs.

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THRE - NO!

Harris: WOW that was close! The Ref’s hand was inches away from the mat.

West: Kaylyn James Evans can’t believe she didn’t get the victory there.

KJE is pissed as she yanks AMY up hard by her hair and spins her around a full 360 degrees by her hair before letting go and sending her crashing hard to the mat. She pulls her back up and hits a NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX in the middle of the ring. She pulls Amy back up to her feet and sits her on the top rope, with her back facing KJE. She then pulls her on her back and steps to the middle of the ring. She lets out a loud scream before dropping her with the BURNING HAMMER! She covers.

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NO! Her foot was on the rope!

KJE screams in frustration before she pulls Amy up and tosses her out of the ring. But Amy lands on the apron and stands there taunting Kaylyn. KJE runshes over and gets a shoulder block to the gut that sends her bending over in pain. Amy slingshots over the top rope and goes for a SUNSET FLIP!

She tries to pull KJE down, but Evans’ grabs the ropes and holds herself steady against all of Amy’s might.

Amy reaches up with one hand, grabs the back of KJE’s tights and PULLS THEM DOWN, the back of them flashing part of KJE’s ass as the fans go crazy! KJE reaches down real fast to pull them up, but lets go of the ropes and Amy pulls her over.

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Harris: GREATEST MATCH EVER!

West: Pervert.

KJE is quick to her feet but runs into a Monkey Flip by Amy Zing that sends her into the corner seated. Amy smiles as she starts at the opposet corner running full speed, leaping to a full handstand on the ropes and swinging violently with her knees to KJE’s Chest….She pulls her out and covers.

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West: NIHAO KJE!!! WHAT A MOVE THERE!

Amy jumps to her feet and points to the entrance ramp and screams…. “I’M COMING FOR YOU LOGAN ALEXANDER!” Before Pulling KJE up to her feet and to the corner. She twists the arm and hops on the ropes walking htem before bouncing off and flipping with an armdrag, completing the SILK ROAD! She then hits the PHEONIX SAULT and hookst he leg.

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She now pounds the mat before a loud mixed reaction comes from the fans. Amy turns her head to the entrance ramp!

Harris: WELL, Amy asked for it… HERE COMES THE CHAMP!

West: WHAT IS LOGAN ALEXANDER DOING OUT THERE?

Logan comes out with his title in hand and smiles as he makes his way down to the ring. Amy is screaming at him to accept her challenge and he just shakes her head. He gets close to the ring and taunts her as…..

KJE with a hard forearm to the back of the head!!!! KJE now jaws with Logan, telling him that that title is about to be hers!

West: Earlier tonight, Aubrey J Parker and Logan Alexander were attacked by KJE, perhaps this could be retribution?

KJE smiles before rearing back and SPITTING right in LA’s face. Alexander gets furious and hops on the apron screaming at her. She slaps him and he winds up to swing at her…….

JUST AS AMY ZING COMES OVER! KJE ducks and Logan’s right hand goes right into Amy’s mouth, sending her stumbling back. Kaylyn grabs her and hits the KY BOMB!

She covers while smiling at Logan who looks absolutely horrified!

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ELIMINATED – AMY ZING

Winner of this match and final entrant into the Championship match at the Meltdown Supershow.

West: NO! Logan Alexander just inadvertently screwed Amy Zing out of this match.

KJE celebrates while laughing as Logan Alexander looks on and backs up the isle way. But as he tries to get back out of the arena, he is cut off….

Alexander Duvall: WAIT JUST A DAMN MINUTE!

The crowd boos loudly as Logan turns to look at the new GM of Meltdown.

Alexander Duvall: LOGAN! Don’t think for one second that just because you’re Meltdown’s champion, because I ALLOW YOU TO BE, that you can walk all over my show! You have no right interfering in MY matches, I don’t care WHO you think you are!

The crowd boos again as Duvall smiles

Alexander Duvall: And ANOTHER THING! You don’t make the matches around here… I DO! Earlier tonight, you took the cowards way out and DENIED the challenge of AMY Zing…..WELL THAT’S TOO DAMN BAD! Next week it will be Logan Alexander vs. Amy Zing on MELTDOWN!

Logan scowls as a mixed reaction erupts from the fans.

Alexander Duvall: What’s more…. If Amy wins…she will be entered into the Meltdown title match as the FIFTH participant! Good luck to you both.

Logan is livid as Duvall drops the mic and exits the arena.

West: WHOA! Huge match made for next week folks! And don’t forget, we’ve got the big showdown between Terry Marvin and Code Red Wrestling’s Buck Dempsey. For Dick Harris, I’m Shane West…..we’ll see you in PORTLAND!