Overdrive - Moncton, New Brunswick (01/12/09)

[President Jeff]

Overdrive starts up with a recap from last week’s Overdrive with Trevor and Tabitha injuring Sabur, then joining Pure Innovation. That then cuts to Level One in the ring demanding a world title shot, then he’s cut off by the new Overdrive GM, Max Carter who announces the Survive and Conquer match and that Level One would be the first participant in the match. The clip fades out and goes to the Overdrive intro video






The video ends and pyro shoots from the stage at the Moncton Coliseum. The camera pans the crowd before stopping on the commentators

Chase: Welcome everyone to Monday Night Overdrive.

Harvey: What a show last week was to kick off 2009, and tonight, its going to be just as big.

Chase: Last week, Max Carter made his APW Debut and wasted no time throwing his weight around when he announced the Survive and Conquer match, where the winner gets a guaranteed World Title shot at Rasslemania 5 in March

Harvey: I can’t wait for that. Tonight, we have a World Tag Team Title match. Streets Wilson and Julian Bale defend against Jason Royce and Carl Cage of Pure Innovation.

Chase: That’s not all, Link and Twister are set to face each other as well as Level One and Michael Lively

Harvey: A night full of Action Packed Wrestling.

My Own Summer by the Deftones suddenly hits the PA and the loud pop is heard as Sabur wheels himself out from behind the curtains in a wheel chair with crutches laying over his legs. His injured leg is wrapped up as the big man wheels his way down to the ring

Paige: Making his way to the ring, he is the APW World Heavyweight Champion, SABUR!

Sabur gets to the ring and uses his crutches to get up and slowly walks up the steps

Chase: You’ll notice that Sabur doesn’t have the title with him, cause Trevor Blackwell stole it last week.

Harvey: Sabur shows a lot of courage coming out here tonight.

Sabur gets into the ring and Nicky Paige hands him the microphone.

Sabur: Last week. The worst happened. I got backstabbed by a man I respected. A man who was my mentor. And a Man who I considered a friend. Trevor Blackwell, you, along with Tabitha Crowley, did something to me that I will never, ever forget. Every morning, when I look at my leg, and I see the 7 inch gash on my leg, It will always remind me what you tried to do to me on January 5th 2009. When you took that knife Tabitha, and stuck it into my leg, you both tried to take me out. You tried to end my career. And why? Is it because you know you can’t beat me Trevor. Is it because you think you can’t get to the top if I’m there, so you take out the competition? Well just remember this, You may call yourself the Career Killer Trevor, but My career, Its not killed. I may be side lined a few months, but believe me, when I’m back, I’m going to hunt you down, chew you up and spit you out.

The fans cheer.

Sabur: And now onto the world title. With my out for at least 4 months, It’s obvious that I can’t hold on to the title. So after conversations with Max Carter and President Jeff, we all came to an agreement that Tonight, I officially Vacate the APW World Heavyweight Title.

The crowd boo’s.

Sabur: I didn’t want to lose it like it. I rather have been beaten in this ring, but sometimes things just don’t go as they are planned. So Trevor, I know your back there, and I know you have that title, so stop playing champ and give the title to Max.

"Revolution Is My Name" by Pantera assaults the loudspeakers as the lights go down and blue and white strobe lights illuminate the stage. Everybody's Hero, The King of Hardcore, "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell appears, his Singapore Cane clutched in his hand, his arms outstretched in the Trademark Blackwell Crucifix Pose as gouts of blue ghost flame erupt from the stage on either side of him, the crowd exploding to a deafening roar and the red and blue strobes spread out across the arena. A slender, yet toned arm slips over his shoulder, sharp nails digging into his neck for a moment before Tabitha Crowley slinks around him. She lifts a knee to his chest and leans in close with a sly smile. One of Trevor's arms raises his Singapore Cane above his head as the other wraps around Tabitha's back, leaning her back and kissing her deeply before letting her up as the two look out over the APW Faithful, another gout of ghost flames erupting on either side of the couple.

Harvey: What are those two doing out here. They caused enough damage last week.

The Hardcore Icon struts down the aisle, going back and forth from one side of the runway to the other, slapping hands and pounding fists with his rabidly loyal fans, Tabitha on his arm with her eyes focused on the squared circle He reaches the ring and stops as Ms. Crowley takes his leather jacket from his shoulders before he slides under the bottom rope to scale each turnbuckle respectively, striking his Crucifix pose for every facet of the crowd before stepping into the middle of the ring and raising his Singapore Cane over his head, one more gout of ghost flame erupting from each of the four posts. Tabitha smiles up at him, a fellow predator as he hands her his Singapore Cane. The couple approach Sabur while Trevor has the title over his shoulder.

Trevor: Sabur, hows it goin? You feeling alright?

Trevor and Tabitha laugh

Trevor: Sabur, it doesn’t have to end this way. You don’t have to drop the title this way, its not how you want to do it and its not how the APW Faithful want to see you do it. Isn’t that right?

The fans cheer

Trevor: So how about this. Right here, Right now, We have a APW World Title match. Sabur Verses Trevor Blackwell. Hell, I know I have another match later tonight, but I don’t care. I’m willing to fight twice in one night.

Chase: What’s Trevor doing? He know’s Sabur can’t physically wrestler here tonight

Trevor: What do you say Sabur? You can drop the title with your pride still intact. All you need to do is Lay Down and let me pin you.

The crowd suddenly boo’s.

Trevor: Come on Sabur? Lay down and I’ll pin you. Then there doesn’t have to by any of this vacant title bull crap. Just lie down and let’s get this over with.

The crowd Boo’s as Sabur thinks on what to do.

Sabur: Trevor, Instead of lying down, how about I do this.

Sabur drops the mic and takes on of his crutches and jabs Trevor in the stomach with it. Tabitha quickly takes the Singapore Cane and hits Sabur in his bad leg, forcing him to fall to the mat in agony. Trevor then starts stomping on Sabur and then Road Agents rush the ring and gets Trevor and Tabitha away from the defenseless Sabur. They laugh as Sabur is being helped out of the ring and back into his wheel chair.

Harvey: All Sabur wanted to do is Vacate the title, But Trevor couldn’t just let him do it.

Sabur gets rolled to the back as we go to a quick commercial break.



Overdrive comes back on the air with Trevor and Tabitha still in the ring with Tabitha waiting for her opponent for the opening match

Harvey: These two make me sick... Look at Trevor Blackwell... strutting around with that title like he earned it...

Chase: Hell yeah, they earned it! Did you see what Tabitha Crowley did to the last guy who wore that belt? If that's not earning it, I don't know what is... Besides, are you going to go over there and tell them they have to give the belt back?

Harvey: ...

Chase: That's what I thought...

Suddenly, the lights dim as Thoughtless plays as fireworks shoots up in a wall of fireworks. the fireworks die down as kalayla stands on the stage giving the fans a sick smirk the spotlight reflecting off two ninja sais.

Nicky Paige: And her opponent... hailing from Dallas, Texas... She is The Sinfully Dangerous Fyre Angel!!!

She makes her way down the ramp stopping at the bottom of the ramp and stepping up right into Trevor's face. The two former lovers stand eye to eye before Blackwell bows and ushers her towards the ring. Kalayla reaches up grabbing the middle rope pulling herself up and turning to face the stage kicking her long legs up over her head backflipping into the ring posing for the fans.

Harvey: Kalayla Mitchell is now a former APW Xtreme Champion and I'm pretty sure she has Trevor and Tabitha scouted.

Chase: I really don't know what you can do to prepare for two people who destroy the rules and make up new ones as they go along...

Fyre Angel Vs Tabitha Crowley

Tabitha looks on contemptuously as Kalayla shamelessly plays to the fans. She and Trevor quickly exchange glances before she rushes Fyre Angel and blasts her in the back of the head with a stiff forearm that knocks her into the ropes. Slipping up behind her, she wraps an arm around Mitchell's back and lifts her into the air and tucks her leg beneath her before bringing Fyre Angel crashing down on her knee with a Shin Breaker. Kalayla falls to the mat, clutching her leg as the bell rings. But Tabitha wasn't waiting for that anyway. She descends on her like a predator pouncing prey as she lays the boots to her before grabbing her by the leg and draging her into the middle of the ring, locking in a sudden Spinning Toehold. Fyre Angel screams in pain for a moment but her experience catches the rather rookie Tabitha Crowley off guard. Kalayla suddenly reaches up and grabs Tabitha's hair and rolls her up in a Small Package.
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Tabitha kicks out and rolls out of the ring.

Harvey: Fyre Angel has been around for a while now. Her experience just showed as she found a loophole to that hold and slipped right through it.

Chase: Tabitha Crowley is full of fire and passion but she almost lost right there. Fyre Angel was a champion for a reason.

Trevor walks over to Tabitha and the two exchange words as Fyre Angel decides not to give her the breather. Kalayla runs the ropes and takes off over the ropes and out of the ring with a Corkscrew Tope Plancha. Crowley dives out of the way and Trevor Blackwell catches Kalayla. He suddenly hoists her up onto his shoulders and spins her around for a brutal Full Throttle on the concrete.

Harvey: Wow... Trevor Blackwell just gave Fyre Angel a Full Throttle on the concrete... They're the closest of friends...

Chase: Well, The King of Hardcore is sending a message... Fyre Angel is not Pure Innovation...

He rolls Fyre Angel and Tabitha slides in after her, immediately rolling Kalayla onto her stomach and locking into a vicious Gorilla Hold. Fyre Angel valiantly reaches for the ropes, writhing and pain and twisting to try to get free but Crowley has her locked. Kalayla finally gets to the ropes and hugs them for dear life. The referee does his mandatory five count but Tabitha hasn't let go. Fyre Angel is screaming in pain and rage and the ref screams for Crowley to release. Instead, Tabitha yanks her off the ropes and drags Mitchell back to the middle of the ring before dropping down to the mat, wrapping her legs around Kalayla's waist with a Body Triangle. The referee just calls for the bell.

Winner: No Contest

Trevor slides into the ring but Tabitha still hasn't let Fyre Angel go, she just cranks back on her, trying to break Kalayla's legs. Referees and Officials and Security pour out of the dressing rooms and hit the ring. Blackwell brandishes his Singapore Cane, staring at the men in suits. One grabs Tabitha by the shoulders, trying to pry her free from Fyre Angel and The Career Killer blasts the man in the face with his Singapore Cane. A Security guard rushes him and that's another Singapore Cane shot. For the second week in a row, Trevor just starts laying everyone out left and right but the crowd suddenly explodes. Suddenly, The APW Overdrive Champion, Katrina "Arcadia" Olivetti hops out of the crowd and scales the top turnbuckle. The Hardcora Luchadora takes to the air and comes down on Tabitha's face hard with a Mushroom Stomp. Crowley releases and rolls away, holding her face. All Trevor Blackwell sees is a blur behind him and he turns, blasting Arcadia across the mask with his Singapore Cane.

Harvey: Whoa! Trevor just broke his promise. He's not supposed to interfere with Arcadia and Tabitha...

Chase: Maybe he just didn't know who she was...

Blackwell suddenly stops and looks down at Katrina as Tabitha rolls to her feet behind him. Trevor suddenly almost looks remorseful and walks over to her to help her up. Tabitha is suddenly furious and pushes Trevor off of her, yelling at him that Arcadia doesn't matter. Trevor looks down at Arcadia and goes to help her up but Tabitha yells and rips the Singapore Cane out of his hands, saying she'll finish the job herself.

Chase: Are Trevor and Tabitha fighting over Arcadia?

The Career Killer helps Katrina up anyway and looks into her eyes with a smile before hoisting her up onto his shoulders and drilling her with a ring shaking Full Throttle. APW Overdrive fades out on Trevor and Tabitha striking Crucifix Poses in the ring with the APW World Championship firmly in place and referee’s come out to help Arcadia.

[President Jeff]

We’re back from commercial and Tabitha is still celebrating her Victory over Fyre with Trevor. And just then, Rick Steven’s music hits

Paige: The following Contest is Scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring, Rick “The Dick” Stevens

Rick Walks down to the ramp

Paige: And his opponent, already in the ring, He is the “Career Killer” Trevor Blackwell

Rick gets into the ring and Tabitha exits the ring as Trevor and Rick get ready to fight

Trevor Blackwell Vs Rick Stevens

Trevor rushes at Rick, who rushes at Trevor and ducks Trevor’s clothesline. Both men hit the ropes and are running at each other and Rick takes Trevor down with a Lou Thez Press and starts punching him. Trevor gets free and rolls outside the ring. Rick waste no time and chases Trevor. They run around the ring and Trevor slides in and Rick follows and Trevor attacks Rick as soon as he slides in.

Chase: Rick had an easy match last week. His hands are full this week with the self proclaiming would champion

Trevor comes down on the back of Rick’s head with forearm before lifting Rick up and placing him in the corner and gives him a massive chop. Trevor grabs Rick’s head and rakes his eyes over the top rope. Trevor gets to the next corner with Rick’s head and slams it into the turn buckle and then chops Rick Again. Trevor throws Rick as hard as he can in the corner and Rick hits the corner chest first and stumbles backwards and Trevor comes running off the ropes and almost takes Rick’s head off with a clothesline. Trevor hooks the leg
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Kick Out

Trevor lifts Rick up and puts Rick in the corner and chops him again, leaving a hand print on Rick’s chest. Rick fights back with kicks to Trevor’s stomach and Rick takes Trevor and puts him in the corner and starts going crazy with chops, then snap mares him out of the corner. Rick backs into the corner then runs at Trevor, grabbing his head and flipping over. Trevor holds his neck and Rick covers
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Kick Out

Pick picks Trevor up and punches him to the ropes then throws him into the ropes. As Trevor comes back, Rick Kicks him and then Rick runs off the ropes and gives Trevor a swinging neck breaker. Rick gets up, bounces off the ropes and drops a knee drop on Trevor’s face and covers him
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Kick Out.

Rick gets up and Tabitha jumps on the ring apron. The ref tries to get her off and Rick goes off and manages to grab her by the air. Just as he’s about to hit her, Trevor comes from behind and hits Rick, forcing him to let go of Tabitha. Trevor kicks Rick in the gut, then picks him up in a Firemans Carry then drops him with a Brain Buster. Trevor covers.
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Kick Out

Trevor picks Rick up and gives him a Double Arm suplex into a cover
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Kick Out

Trevor yells out “That’s it” Trevor grabs Rick’s legs and goes for the Sharpshooter. Trevor leans over to cross Rick’s legs and to turn him Over, but Rick grabs a hand full of Trevor’s hair and Dick Butts him. Trevor falls backwards to the ground and Rick get up and pulls Trevor up and gives him a Swift Delivery, making Trevor fall into the corner. Tabitha again gets on the ring apron and this time Rick doesn’t hesitate and knocks Tabitha off and the ref checks on her. Rick goes to Trevor and Trevor drop toe holds Rick and Rick falls into the middle turn buckle. Trevor waits for Rick to get out of the corner, and Sabur, on his crutches, makes his way quickly down to the ring and Trevor doesn’t notice. As soon as Rick gets out of the corner, Trevor picks Rick up for the Full Throttle, but Rick fights out of it and lands behind Trevor. Rick see’s Sabur and Sabur tosses one of his Crutches over the ropes to Rick, and as Trevor turns, Rick nails Trevor in the head with the Crutch. Rick tosses the Crutch out to Sabur and Trevor stands still in a daze and Rick hits Trevor with the HangNail. Rick Covers and the ref see’s it and slides in
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Winner: Rick “The Dick” Stevens

Sabur heads up the ramp smiling and Rick celebrates his victory as well. Trevor gets up and see’s Sabur up the ramp and just realizes just what happened. Tabitha joins Trevor in the ring

Chase: I don’t think Anyone expect Sabur to come back out here

Harvey: I don’t think anyone expected Rick Stevens to beat Trevor Blackwell.

Before anything else can happen, the titantron hits











Max Carter walks out from the curtain and makes his way to the ring as Tabitha and Trevor, with the World Title in hand, watches.

Chase: What is Max Carter doing out here

Max gets into the ring and has Nicky Paige hand him the microphone

Max: I’m going to get right down to the chase here. Trevor, last week, you took out one of APW’s biggest Stars. When your on my show and you purposely take out one of the biggest stars. Then you get on my S**T List. And that’s not a good thing. So now, you managed to get your hands on that title. And now your calling yourself the APW World Champion. Well, guess what, your not champ. You didn’t beat anyone. And you sure as hell don’t become champ by injuring the champ. So Trevor, there’s two ways we can do this. The easy way, or the hard way. Now, hand over the World Title.

Trevor gets a mic of his own

Trevor: Max. I don’t care who you are. Where you came from, or what you’ve done. This, is APW. The company that I pretty much build from the ground up. And as far as I’m consirned, I am the World Champion. I was the one who made the pin fall at Christmas Chaos. It just happens Sabur got his hand raised. You know it, the fans know it, everyone knows it, I should be The Champ right now.

Max: Again Trevor, we can do this the easy way or the Hard way. Now give me the title.

Trevor:…..No!

Max: I’m giving you one more chance Trevor. Hand over the title.

Trevor:……..

Trevor flips Max off.

Max: So that’s how your going to be Trevor. That’s fine. Looks like we’re gonna do things my way. Boys, come on out!

Just then about 20 cops starts making their way down to the ring

Chase: What’s going on Harvey?

Harvey: I think Max Carter is showing the world once again that he can’t be pushed around

All the cops get in to the ring and Trevor quickly starts trying to fight them off, then one cop is able to tackle him to the ground and about 7 cops keeps him down and handcuffs him while the other cops take Tabitha and handcuff her. They lift the two of them up.

Max: Trevor, I gave you the choice and you chose the hard way. You could have avoided all this by just giving me the title. But guess what, now, your both being Charged for Theft and Assault with a deadly weapon. Have fun in jail.

Max Music plays as Trevor and Tabitha are being dragged away and Max picks up the APW World Title that was left in the ring.

Chase: Trevor and Tabitha are going to jail?

Harvey: Max Carter just made an example out of them here tonight.

Overdrive goes to commercial.

[President Jeff]

Overdrive comes back from commercial and it shows during commercial break, Trevor and Tabitha getting put inside a police car and being taken away. The camera’s then go backstage where Arcadia is just finished getting looked at from a EMT and The Hardcore Kid shows up

THK: Well if it isn’t the Overdrive Champion. You know what, that title would look good around my waist.

Arcadia: Is that so? Well, I’m not going to let you try it on. So take a good look at it cause that’s the closest you’ll ever get to it sweet heart.

THK: Yah, well, take a good look at the Xtreme Title because it’s as close as your going to get to it.

Arcadia: Who would want to be proud of carrying around a trash can lid.

THK: Well, its not going to matter. Because I plan on winning the Survive and Conquer match and going to Rasslemania and becoming the APW World Heavyweight Champion.

Arcadia: Maybe if you we’re the only one in the match, yah, then maybe you’d have a shot at winning.

THK: Ha ha ha. We have a comedian in the room.

Arcadia: I have a better chance at winning that you do.

THK: Again, we have a comedian in the room.

Arcadia: Well, here’s something that’s not funny. How about next week we have ourselves a match.

THK: Fine by me.

Arcadia: Good, because I’m going to show you what its like to be in the ring with a real champion.

Arcadia walks away as we go to the ring


The lights in the arena fade out and a soft glow glimmers out from the entrance way. A long almost organ like melody strikes out from the speakers which draws a stir from the crowd.

Paige: Weighing in at two hundred thirty five pounds, standing six foot four inches...here is TWISTER-RR!!!







Sound of a woman’s scream is heard followed by the chorus of "Elite".


Paige: Now weighing in at two hundred twenty pounds, standing six foot two inches tall...he is LINK!!!

Link comes out from the back standing at the top of the ramp. He looks around briefly before stretching his arms out to his side with his hands in a fist. This pose is what he has always called the sign of the Elite. He walks down the ramp and into the ring going to the front right turnbuckle (camera view) and again posing the sign of Elite. He goes to the opposite turnbuckle and just stands on the 2nd rope staring out into the crowd not giving any signs of Elite or any facial expression. He steps down but stays next to the turnbuckle

Before the match can start, The Titantron Flickers on and Max Carter appears on it

Max: Hey guys. I just thought I’d make this match a little more interesting. A little more meaningful. Link, we go back. Twister, well, We Kinda got off on the wrong foot. So I got some good news and bad news. Good news is that the winner of this match, will enter the Survive and Conquer match, as the last participant. Bad news, The loser enters at Number 2. Good luck.

The titantron fades out

Chase: A lot more at stake in this match now!

Link Vs Twister

Referee Steve Jackson calls for the bell. The two men size each other up, and move in for the classic tie up. Link jabs a finger in Twisters eye, then clotheslines the big man down. Jackson tries to warn Link about the illegal poke, but it falls in deaf ears. Link stomps the knee of the Natural Disaster, then locks in a standing leg lock. He tweaks the leg, the lays it down dropping a knee to Twisters. He screams in pain, as the leg lock is applied once more. Link then kicks the leg while holding the ankle, quickly spins around dropping into a figure four leg lock.

Twister begins flailing around in pain. Link smiling, and grunting wanting a submission early on. Jackson is right there asking the big man is he has had enough.

Chase: Link taking it to him here early.

Harvey: A seasoned veteran like Twister won’t be tapping any time soon, it'll take much more abuse then this.

Chase: What makes you so sure?

Harvey: Because...you know how many matches I have called, this is standard procedure....look see...he is turning it over...and reversed it.

Chase: Wow...you called it as if the thing were scripted.

Link drags the man to the ropes, and snags a hold of the bottom. Jackson calls for the hold to be broken. Twister releases it, although he got the worst of the exchange. Link up quickly, and drops an elbow on the back of Twister. He stands and begins stomping the man. Twister tries to defend, by standing. Link scoops him up for a slam, then drops down with a cover.


Jackson slides...

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Kick out by Twister.


Chase: Thats was close.

Harvey: No it wasn't.

Chase: What...

Harvey: Two might have been close, or even two and a half, or two and three quarters, but one...dude wake up.

Link argues with the ref for a second then gives an evil glare turning into a boot to the gut from his opponent. Twister, then grabs the man bulldogging him in the mat. Twister stands looking to the fans who cheer for the man. He then runs over, drops a leg across the back of Links head. He then drags the man up, and nails a reverse DDT. He hooks a leg for the pin.

Jackson drops down, slaps his hand down........

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Kick out by Link.


Chase: There...that was a close one.

Harvey: Now your learning.

Chase: Jerk...just call the match.

Twister waits for Link to rise, he then snatches the man on his shoulders, front rolls dropping Link with a flipping Samoan drop. He scoops the man up, then throws him over head with fall away slam. Link hits the mat violently, and rolls to the outside of the ring. Twister walks over looking at his opponent on the mat outside the ring. He looks to the fans, waits for Link to stir. He then sprints hitting the ropes opposite, heads for Link with a baseball slide. Link steps aside, grabs the apron lifting it so Twister gets tangled. He then begins pounding the side of Twisters head with punches. He then slams the mans face on the apron. Link rolls in the ring, jumps in the air, and nails the Natural Disaster with a drop kick to the mush. He slinks down covered by the apron. Link pose for the fans with a simple one finger salute.

Chase: This Dick-wad hates everyone.

Harvey: Especially you.

Chase: What...how...did he say that.

Harvey: No...but if I were Link...I would seriously hate your guts.

Chase: Nice...maybe when this match is over...and the ring is free...

Harvey: Look, Link is dragging Twister up by his hair and rolling back into the ring.

Link climbs up on the apron, he grabs the top ropes, uses it to leap into the ring dropping a nasty leg drop on the throat of Twister. He dusts his hands off, and lays down for the pin. Jackson once again does his most important job...begins to count.....
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Foot on the rope by Twister.

Chase: What now...thats was close, but he didn't kick out...so genius how do you call that.

Harvey: Ring pressance...he knew where he was at all times, took advantage of his position, and saved himself a loss...I mean are you a rookie...no...retard YES!

Chase: Link looks pissed...sort of like me. He seems to be arguing with the ref once more.

Link turn around thinking that Twister would be waiting and he was. He blocks a right from the man, and drops him with a Belly to Belly suplex. He quickly snatches up Twisters legs, and locks in the ...

Chase: CHAIN LINKED....CHAIN LINKED!!

Harvey: Bro...you don't have to yell...these are top of the line mics...they pick up every thing.

Chase: Hopefully the pick this up...fuck you Harvey...

Harvey: And that won’t make air, because were are filmed with a delay...so they dumped what you just said...and you simply look like a dip shit.

Steve Jackson is there asking Twister is he has had enough. The man shakes his head no, the tries to claw his way to the ropes. He begins to make progress, but Link drags him back to the center of the ring.

Harvey: Nowhere to go, Link seems to have all the bases covered.

Chase: Yep..

Twister with agony written all over his face begins to claw his way again. He starts to make so head way. He moves again, Link lets the hold go, drags Twister away by his ankle. Twister spins over kicking upward into Links face. The man stumbles backward as Twister leaps up. Link charges but is caught by Twisters spine buster. Twister quickly cinches in the Twisters Rage submission.

Chase: FEAR TWISTERS RAGE....oh...fear Twisters Rage...yeah high tech microphones.

Harvey: Ahh...he can learn.

Link refuses to tap, but pain is written on his face. Twister lets the hold up, stands back waiting for the man to rise like a vulture. Link stands, turns around. Twister kicks toward the mans gut, Link catches the boot, spins Twister around and delvers his own kick.

Then in an instant nails the Missing Link. Twisters drops lifelessly to the mat. Link falls down and weakly hooks a leg as Steve Jackson comes in.....
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Winner: LINK

Chase: Link will be the last man in the Survive and Conquer match

Harvey: And Twister will kick start the match with Level One.

Chase: Should be interesting to see.

Link celebrates his victory as Twister is upset as we go to commercial

[President Jeff]

Max Carter is standing by the craft services backstage. He picks up an apple and takes a bite. As he swallows, he turns to see Dr. Matt standing behind him, arms crossed. Max chokes on the apple out of shock. He coughs for a minute, before regaining composure.

Max: What the hell, man?

Dr. Matt: Max Carter, it's been a while.

Max: Yeah, not since I brought you to EwC to beat the tar out of Jeff for me.

Dr. Matt: Yeah, speaking of which, I never got paid for that.

Max: The check's in the mail.

Dr. Matt: Whatever. You and I got another issue now. I want a title shot.

Max: You can earn one in Survive and Conquer like everyone else.

Dr. Matt is visibly upset by this. Max Carter doesn't care and takes another bite out of his apple and smirks at Dr. Matt. Matt, not one for taking shit, smacks the apple out of Carter's hand and grabs him by the shirt.

Dr. Matt: Listen. I'm done playing around. I want a one on one match for the belt, and I will get it. Do you understand?

Max: Y-y-yes!

Dr. Matt lets Max go.

Dr. Matt: Good. So your going to book the match then?

Max: No, I'm booking you in the Survive and Conquer match. I'm not giving some guy who's lost three title shots in a row another shot. That's not good for ratings, Doc.

Max smiles as Dr. Matt's jaw drops. Carter turns and goes to pick up more food from the table, when Dr. Matt grabs the back of his head and slams his face into the table. Before Dr. Matt can cause more damage, he is swarmed by Event Security and pulled away. Carter gets up, holding his face. He is not hurt, and definitely not impressed. He walks right up to Dr. Matt, who's being restrained by several security guards.

Max: Just for that, I'm adding a stipulation to the Survive and Conquer match. If you, Dr. Matt, don't win; you... are... FIRED!

An evil grin comes across Max Carter's face as Dr. Matt starts cursing a storm as he's dragged away by security.


"Crush Em" by Megadeth surrounds the arena as the crowd erupts into a chorus of boos.

Paige: Introducing...PURE....INNOVATION!!

Out strolls Carl Cage and "The Iceman" Jason Royce they stop at the top of the ramp, Cage and Royce raise there arms and soak up all the boos as a smirk that exudes arrogance appears on there faces. Pyros explode in front of them, then they start to walk down to the ring ignoring most of the boos but bad mouthing the others booing in the crowd, once they are at the ring Cage walks up the steps and steps over the top rope into the ring as Royce slides under the bottom rope into the ring. They both start posing to the crowd who react with a loud chorus of boos, once they have finished posing they get ready for action as there music fades away.

“Use Somebody” by the Kings of Leon begins to play, and Julian Bale walks from behind the curtain to a loud chorus of boos from the fans. He is wearing black wrestling shorts, and a black t – shirt with the words “The Promised One” written in gold on the front. He pauses for a few moments, then raises his right arm in the air as black and gold pyro explode in front of him. He then walks to the ring, slow yet with purpose. He slides under the ropes, climbs the turnbuckles one at a time, and then paces back and forth impatiently as he stares a hole through the Pure Innovation combo across the ring. The man stops lifting his tag title in the air with an arrogant smug look. He then waits for his partner to enter the arena.

Daytona five hundred by Ghost Face Killah blares as Streets Wilson emerges from behind the curtain smiling widely, spinning a switchblade in his hand as he does so. Small children in the front row are petrified, their parents desperately trying to console them. Streets pompously struts past the rabid screaming fans.

Paige: And their opponents, they are the APW Tag Team Champions. The Team of Julian Bale and Streets Wilson

As he steps into the ring he forms an "S" shape with his hands towards the crowd and then removes his trademark fedora from his head, places his blade inside it and places it in his corner, unstraps his tag title and hands it over to the ref.

Chase: Well tonight those puppies are on the line

Harvey: Yes sir, A big opportunity for Pure Innovation here. Tabitha and Trevor got taken to jail tonight and it’s up to Carl and Jason too keep the momentum going for the group.

Chase: Yes folks it seems that Streets and Cage are starting it off.

APW WORLD TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH
Streets Wilson & Julian Bale Vs Carl Cage & Jason Royce

Cage walks over like most big men in wrestling do with the sense that they are about to kill the smaller man standing below them. Streets Wilson shoots an arrogant look toward Cage. The big man then gets kicked in the side of the leg, dropping him to one knee. Streets nails Cage with a spinning backfist. The man topples over to the ground. Streets drops down locking in a nasty nerve grip on his opponent. Cage freaking out from the pain, seems to call from some help from his partner.

Jason Royce enters the ring, drop kicking Streets in the back of the head. Bale flies across after entering himself, and clotheslines the Iceman over the top rope out of the ring. HE follows Jason out, to give a few shots as punishment for interrupting the pain seminar Streets was delivering. Cage rolls out on the other side of the ring to gather himself. Streets stands, and gives a very Scott Hall-ish bring it on toward the big man. Cage full of rage rolls in, charges toward the King of the Streets. He lifts an arm to clothesline, but the highly trained wrestler counters with a crippler cross face. He holds the submission for a moment, then lets the face loose and slaps Cages head a few times then stands. Streets chuckles as Cage gets to his feet. Seeming like he has had enough he back pedals tagging in Jason. Royce leaps over the top rope, grabbing his writs ready for action.

Streets laughs at the Iceman's intensity. Jason used to people taking him lightly runs, back flip kicks Streets right under the chin, knocking him back to the corner. Jason landing on his feet sprints over, nailing Streets with a flying knee, into a running bulldog. Streets hits the mat hard. Jason in a flash turns, enzuguri kicking Bale off the apron. He the scampers to the top rope, and hits a shooting star press. He hooks a leg for the cover.


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Jason Royce tries to drag Streets over to the corner but is tripped with a leg sweep by Wilson. He nips up to his feet, leaps out tagging in Bale. Jason reaches over catching Cages hand just in time. He rolls aside, as Cage comes him. He catches an axe handle smash, then a knee to the mid section sending him to the corner. Bale smugly slaps Cage. Carl has had enough embarrassment, and violently clotheslines Bale to the mat. Julian stands catching a big boot to the face. He drags the man to his feet, scoops him up and drops hi down with a sidewalk slam. He then hooks a leg. The ref slides in to position, and begins his count.

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Chase: Oh my God...an arm bar from the choke slam.

Harvey: Hell of a reversal.

Cage drops down, trying to save his arm from snapping. He grabs his wrist fighting off Bales power. He then hoists the man, and swings his body into the corner. Julian crashes into the turnbuckles folding up. Streets tag’s his partner as he hits the mat. He enters the ring catching a big boot. Cage feeling the rage that may come from muscle enhancements hits the ropes and drops the man with a running shoulder tackle. He drags Streets over toward the corner. He places the man’s head between his legs, flips him up for a powerbomb. Royce hits the top rope, and nails a flying leg drop as Cage drops Streets to the mat. Royce flies over knocking Bale off the apron that has just begun to gather himself. Cage drops down for an arrogant cover like a push up on the man’s chest.

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Chase: Oh my God...

Harvey: He just reversed the pin fall, into a triangle choke.

Cage freaking out at Streets craftiness, hoists the man wrapped around his neck. He powerbombs the man, but it only sinks the choke deeper. Royce breaks it up with a nifty stomp to the face.

Chase: Not real technical...but effective.

Harvey: Yeah...

Cage rolls back as Jason ducks out to the apron. He calls for his partner to tag him in. Cage makes it there, and the Iceman is now legal. He stalks over toward Streets who is like an angry rattlesnake ready to strike. He kicks Royce's legs out from under him, and hooks a darce choke. The Iceman seems to be going to sleep. The ref checking closely, he lifts the mans hand.

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Winner: Streets Wilson and Julian Bale.

Jason Royce and Carl Cage are walking up the ramp, beaten and bruised. Streets is celebrating in the ring, while Bale refuses to take the title from the ref and simply leans against a corner post, head hung low.

Chase: An impressive title defense from Bale and Wilson there!

Harvey: I know, but what the hell is wrong with Bale?

Chase: I don't know. Maybe he has issues ...

Chase's mic is suddenly cut off, and the lights in the building start to flicker on and off. Feedback begins emanating from the in house speakers and the APW – Tron just shows static. After about a minute minutes of this, the feedback stops, and the lights stop flickering. The static is still there, but it's slowly starting to show an image of some sort. Streets points at the screen, ranting about the fact that the APW management should pay the damn electric bill, but Bale simply raises his head and stares at the screen, tears running down his cheeks.

Harvey: Ladies and gentlemen, we seem to be back. Sorry about that folks, seems like we have gremlins in the building.

Chase: Maybe Harvey. Somehow, I think it's something more than that ... look!

They look at the APW – Tron, and they can now make out one of the images. It's the letter B, in a large, red, bold font that spins around on the screen.

Harvey: What the hell does that mean?

Chase: I haven't got a clue ... look, there's another letter ...

The next letter that shows is a D.

Harvey: What's this, Sesame Street?

Chase: So we have a B and a D. Put them together and you get BD ...

Harvey: OH MY GOD .... IT CAN'T BE .... CHASE, IT'S BD ...

The final letter shows the letter C, and red and black pyro explode up and down the ramp and white neon lighting flickers throughout the arena as “The Pretender” by the Foo Fighters blasts from the PA system. Streets looks on, unimpressed, while Bale stands upright, wipes his eyes, and starts clapping.

Chase: IT IS HIM .... HOLY CRAP, BDC HAS COME TO APW!!!!!

From behind the ramp area, the self proclaimed man, myth and legend walks out slowly, and calmly, wearing long Black leather trousers, black wrestling boots, and a red wrestling with the initials "BDC" along the front in a large bold, black font. Standing at 6'11, and weighing in at 310lbs, he is an imposing sight. The crowd boo loudly as he starts to walk towards the ring.

Harvey: I don't believe what I'm seeing!

Chase: Is this really happening? Has BDC actually broken away from EWC?

BDC gets to the ring and stops. Streets is beckoning him to enter the ring to fight, fists clenched and ready to go. BDC looks at him with an amused reaction, smiles, and shakes his head in a mocking fashion. He then stares at Bale, who is mouthing the words “I'm sorry Master”.

Harvey: Master?

Chase: Is BDC the man that Bale has been talking about?

Harvey: Looks that way!

BDC's music has stopped now, and he beckons for a mic. A stagehand rushes over, and sheepishly hands him the mic. Streets is practically hanging over the ropes now, screaming at BDC to fight him, but BDC hasn't once taken his eyes of Bale. BDC pauses a little more, pulling the mic away from his mouth a few times. Eventually though, he speaks.

BDC: Now!

Chase: What?

Harvey: He said now, and that's it!

With that, Bale grabs Streets and kicks him in the nuts, and follows it up with “The Promise Theory”. Streets hits the mat hard, and Bale starts laying into him on the floor. BDC slowly walks up the steps, and climbs over the top rope. He tells Bale to pick Streets up and to get a table set up outside the ring. Bale does as he's told, and then BDC hoists Streets up, and hits him through the table with The Blackout (Jacknife Powerbomb)

Chase: OH MY GOD!!!!

Harvey: This is just sick!

BDC smiles, looks at Bale, and points towards the backstage area. Bale nods his head, and walks up the ramp, never once looking back. The crowd are booing like crazy as EMT's rush to ringside to see to Streets Wilson.

BDC: Now I know it's hard for you guys here in APW to understand what I'm doing here, and I realize you are all trying to comprehend why the hell this is happening, but trust me when I say that what just happened to Streets is only the beginning.

You see folks, as of Thursday last week, I have severed all ties with my EWC contract, and am now a part of the APW roster! I guess things around here just got serious right?

Thing is, I'd planned on making the switch last year, but as any good businessman will tell you, it makes good sense to scout your opposition and do a little research first. So, after investing in the company here and there, and getting a few of my employees on the pay roll, I decided that it was time to make my move, and here I am.

Now, as for these employees, well, I couple of my guys are on security here, and I have a few people working the cameras and so on and so forth. Basically, I have infiltrated this company from the inside out, and I have learned everything there is to know about the structure of APW. The last thing I had left to do was to get a man inside the locker room. Enter Julian Bale.

The kid came to me years ago, begging me to train him and teach him what he needed to know to survive in this industry. I accepted, but under the condition that he does what I tell him to do, no questions asked. He signed my contract, and thus he became another pawn for me to use. So, use him I did. He joined up, and made a name for himself straight away. He became a champion in APW in only two matches, and thus he confirmed to me that APW would be the perfect place for me to cement a new legacy. He has done his job and done it well, but now he needs to step aside and allow the real talent to take centre stage. Julian Bale will now be my enforcer, and what I say goes. He will begin systematically assassinating your beloved APW superstars one by one, putting them out of commission while I remain the only star worth watching. I'd watch your backs if I was you guys, because the thing I've ordered him to do ... well let's just say that it makes the Texas Chainsaw Massacre look like a fun day out!

He paces back and forth a little as the crowd boo even louder.

Chase: He really is as evil as they say.

Harvey: Trust me Chase, this is NOTHING!

BDC: On saying all of that though, there is one other reason I came here to APW. You see, in EWC, I was the leader of the most dominant stable in wrestling history. Retribution Incorporated did it ALL, and we were the most feared entity on the planet. Now, here in APW, there just so happens to be a former team mate of mine. Actually, there's two. The first one is your ex general manager, and current President of APW! That's right kids, Hurricane Jeff was a founding member of RI! I did intend on binging him back into the fold, but the man has turned weak since starting this place, and if there's one thing I can't stand then it's weakness!

So with that being said, please allow me to address the more important former RI member, the one and only Link!

Almost instantaneously, “Elite” by the Deftones plays, and Link walks towards the ring. There is a loud boo from the fans as he slides under the bottom rope, and walks over to BDC, who has got his hand out ready to shake Link's. Link smiles, looks as if he is going to accept the handshake, but instead snatches the mic from BDC.

Link: Why are you here B?

BDC walks to the ropes and gets a mic.

BDC: What, aren’t you happy to see little old me brother?

Link: Well, happy isn't the word I'd use. Shocked maybe, pissed off definitely. So what is it this time B? Got bored of your little games over on EWC and thought you'd come here and steal my limelight?

BDC: Ah, you know me so well!

Link: Yeah, well not this time, no fucking way! I have been through so much crap since when we last met, and now, finally, I've started sorting my self out. So just forget about all of your little schemes and plans, because they won't work here, not when I'm around anyway!

BDC: Really? Wow, looks like the Linkster has gone and all grown up on me, aww bless! So you've sorted yourself out then have you mate? Well good for you, because you were starting to worry me for me while. I kind of feel I should burden a bit of the blame though, seeing as how I taught you almost everything you know. I should be commended really ...

Link: Taught me everything I know? You taught me NOTHING B! Through everything that we've been through, all you ever did was use me to further your own personal goals. Where were you when I needed a friend ey? Tell me! How about what happened to my sister, what about then? All you had to do was send me a text message, or a letter – ANYTHING would have been better than nothing. But hey, you're BDC, the Big Bad of sports entertainment. You don't do things like that do you, because you have a reputation to keep!

BDC: Got it in one kid!

Link: Yeah, well it wasn't like that when Karl died was it!

Harvey: I can't believe that Link brought up the death of BDC's brother Karl! Is he insane?

Chase: That was one of the most tragic stories in wrestling history!

BDC grits his teeth and walks straight up to Link. They are nose to nose, and the intensity in the air is almost unbearable.

BDC: Listen to me, and listen VERY closely Link. I'd choose your next line of words VERY carefully, because as much as I don't want to hurt you due to the fact that I actually kind of like you, that won't stop me from putting you in a fucking coma is you don't shut up about Karl!

Link: No, you're right B. I shouldn't really go there should I?

BDC: No, you shouldn't.

Link: But you know what, screw it! You used me, just like you used everyone, and just like you used your brother Karl! If it wasn't for you and your stupid illusions of grandeur, Karl would still be alive! Karl is dead because of you ...

With that BDC roars in anger, and they both start brawling in the middle of the ring. The fight is intense, with neither man gaining the upper hand. It looks like a whirlwind of hatred and rage, and you can cut the tension in the arena with a knife. Security guards run to the ring and try their best to split them up, and eventually they do so. During this, Max Carter has walked out from backstage, and is standing at the top of the ramp, mic in hand.

Max Carter: I thought I'd never ever have to deal with your crap again when I left EWC BDC, but just like an annoying sexual disease that won't go away, regardless of what you do to treat it, hear you are to ruin my day!

Well enough is enough! Things are going to be a little different in APW! Here, my word is the law, and you won't push me around like you used to on Brawl. And Link, that goes the same for you! If you both want to fight so much, fine! I'm sure it would make a hell of a match, so next week, it's Link Vs BDC!

Harvey: Wow!

Chase: I can't believe what I'm hearing!

Max Carter: And further more. I've spoken to Julian Bale backstage, and he has told me to my face that he will only do what you tell him to do BDC, so everything taken into consideration, I have no option but to suspend Julian Bale indefinitely, and to take legal action barring from being within 100 feet of ANY APW talent, or their respective families and friends. You see BDC, I know how you work, so just like I said, this time it's going to be different!

Harvey: What does this mean regarding the Tag Title scene?

Chase: I really don't know!

Max Carter: Now, get these idiots out of my sight. Sorry about the interruption folks, normal services will resume after this commercial break!.

Overdrive goes to commercial

[President Jeff]

Overdrive comes back on the air and Backstage, EMT’s are helping Streets Wilson when he is stopped by Max Carter.

Max: Streets. I just want to let you know, just because I suspended your tag team partner, that you won’t be losing your half of the tag titles.

Streets: So, so I defend the title’s alone?

Max: No. But next week, I’m giving Carl and Jason one more shot at those titles. And you need to find yourself a partner. You guys win, then your partner becomes the other half of the tag team champions.

Streets: I don’t need to find a partner, I already have one.

Max: Oh yah, who is it.

Streets pauses for a second

Streets: Rick The Dick Stevens!

Max: Fine my me. Next week, Streets Wilson & Rick Stevens Verses Carl Cage and Jason Royce for the APW Tag Titles.

Streets: I look forward to it.

The camera’s go to ringside

Chase: Rick Stevens gets a chance to become a tag team champion next week.

Harvey: And Pure innovation gets a second chance.

Chase: Those don’t come to often.

Harvey: Lets get to our main event match

AFI Misseria Cantare begins to play The lights are dim, and the stage flickers with blue strobbing lights to the beat. Snow flakes begins to fall all through the arena, and the walkway is filled with smoke. The strobing light beat to the music, and then as the lights flicker again the figure of a hooded figure can be seen. The I am JESUS pose is given then the hood is flipped back revieling Michael Lively as blue sparks shoot up from the floor behind him.

Paige: Making his way to the ring, The White Lion, Michael Lively

Lively then begins to walk the ramp to the music, rolls into the ring, walks to the ropes inbetween two ring posts, climbs the second, leaning against the top, holding his title in the air, as snow falls around him, and the ring glows blue. Lively drops down strike the pose again.

Put You On Game- By Lupe Fiasco blasts the PA system, as Level-One steps up on-top of the ramp. Red smoke swirls beneath him, and a string of red and blue pyro shoots up into the air he raises both of his titles high in the air.

Paige: From Toronto, Ontario, Canada! Weighing in at 262 pounds, he is the current True Experts world champion...Level-One!!!

Level-One putshis title on his shoulder and slowly begins to walk down the ramp, being booed loudly by the crowd. Level-One stops before eyeing down a fan, mocking the fan in the process. Level-One turns, and climbs up onto the apron. He climbs up turn-buckle, hoisting his title high in the air. Level-One hops down

Michael Lively Vs Level One

The two square off in the middle of the ring and Level One kicks Lively in the stomach and throws him into the ropes. Level One goes down and Lively hops over him and bounces off the ropes. Level One gets up and goes for a hip toss, but Lively blocks it and jumps up on Level One’s thighs and Monkey flips him, but Level One lands on his feet. Lively gets up and Level One runs off the ropes and Lively jumps over Level One. Lively doesn’t turn and goes for a Pele Kick, but Level One catches Lively’s feet. Lively’s feet is around Level One’s head and Lively is able to take Level One over with a Head Scissor type maneuver, with the momentum making Level One sliding out of the ring.

Chase: Great opening action from these two

Level One gets to his feet and Lively bounces off the ropes and leaps over the top rope with a Swan Dive, landing on Level One with the momentum taking Lively into the bring barrier where his ankle hits. Lively holds his Ankle in pain as he slides back into the ring

Harvey: Lively could be seriously hurt here.

Chase: That’s why they call it high risk.

Level One gets up and rolls into the ring. Lively limps over and lifts him up and brings him to the corner. Lively starts spearing Level One in the corner and then gives him a nice loud chop. Lively then throws Level One to the opposite corner. Lively runs, favoring his Ankle, and hits a splash type move. Level One stumbles out of the corner a bit, only to get throws back into the first corner. Lively runs again and goes for a monkey flip, but Level One grabs Lively, turns and sits him on the top rope then punches him in the face. Level One climbs up and gives Lively a Hurricanrana off the top rope and covers him
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Lively struggles to his feet and Level One kicks Lively’s ankle, and Lively goes down in pain.

Chase: That High Risk move from earlier just might cost Lively this match.

Harvey: Level One is no rookie. When he see’s an injury, he goes after it.

Level One takes Lively’s leg and drops an Elbow down on the knee then takes the ankle and starts twisting it. Lively screams in pain and grabs Lively’s face and rakes the eyes. Lively gets up on one leg and grabs Level One into a small package
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Level One gets up and goes for a clothesline, Lively ducks it and grabs Level One into a backslide
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Lively gets up and Level One grabs Lively’s hurt Ankle and pulls him to the ground. Level One hits the Ankle a few times before bring it over to the ropes and places it on the bottom rope. Level One then stands on the Ankle, bouncing up and down on the rope. Lively manages to take his good leg places it on Level One’s ass and pushes him up and over the top rope and to the floor.

Chase: Lively needs to do anything he can to make sure Level One stays away from that Ankle.

Lively slides out of the ring and takes Level One and throws him into the ring post.

Level One holds his head as Lively hops over and rolls Level One in. Laying near the ropes, Lively gets on the ring apron and uses the ropes to fly over and land on Level One with a splash and hooks the leg
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Lively picks Level One up and outs him in the corner. Lively chops him then sets Level One up on the top rope. Lively goes to climb up, but Level One kicks Lively in the chest then jumps off with a Tornado DDT, planting Lively’s head into the mat and covers
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Level One picks Lively up and puts him in the corner chest first, then lifts him up, sitting him on the top rope so he looks at the crowd. Level One climbs up and looks to be going for a back suplex, but Lively elbows Level One in the head and Level One falls backwards and hits the mat hard. Lively climbs to the top rope and moonsaults off, landing on Lively with a cover
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Lively picks Level One up and sets him up for the Flipping Piledriver. Before he does the move, Level One backdrops Lively. Level One then kicks Lively has he gets up and sets him up for the Level Advance. Level One has Lively upside down, but Lively flips over to his feet, getting out of the move. Level One turns, only to get kicked and dropped with a Stunner. Level One lays motionless as he drags Level One near the corner and Lively climbs to the top rope.

Chase: This is it. The Prelude

Lively leaps off with the Prelude and at the last second, Level One gets out of the way and Lively hits the mat hard, with his bad Ankle hitting the mat. Lively rolls in pain holding his Ankle. Level One gets up, lifts Lively up and hits him with the Darkness Shine and covers Lively
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Winner: Level One

Chase: A Big win for Level One, as he heads towards the Survive and Conquer match

Harvey: Level One will enter the match at #1, and we know Twister will enter at #2

Level One celebrates in the ring and motions the title belt around his waist.

Chase: Level One plans on winning the Survive and Conquer match and go to Rasslemania.

Harvey: He along with everyone else. Remember, Dr. Matt will be fighting not only for a Rasslemania 5 title match, but as well as his job

Chase: Things are heating up as we’re less than 2 weeks from New Years Retribution. We’ll see you all next week.

Level One continues to celebrate his victory as we go off the air