Overdrive - Coahuila, Mexico (06/17/09)

[President Jeff]

Overdrive opens up with clips from last week before fading into the Overdrive intro video




The camera zooms into the ring where Nichy Paige is standing there with Mic in hand.

Paige: The following Contest is scheduled for one fall.

“Scars” by Papa Roach hit’s the PA.

Chase: Welcome to Overdrive everyone.

Harvey: We’re not wasting any time tonight as we’re kicking things off with the opening match between Jason Royce and Johnny Hardcore

“Scars” continues to play and Royce hasn’t come out yet.

Paige: Introducing first, From Chicago Illinois, JASON ROYCE!

The music still plays with Royce still not coming out. Then the Titantron cuts to backstage where you see Jason Royce and Johnny Hardcore knocked out next to each other with EMT’s checking up on him and then you see President Jeff along with his body guard, Streets Wilson next to him appear on the scene.

Jeff: What the hell happen here?

EMT: Someone attacked these guys.

Jeff: Who’s the Son of a Bitch who’s trying to take out my wrestlers and taking out the first match on the card!

EMT: We found this lying next to them

The EMT hands Jeff a video tape and a label that reads “Death Wish” on it.

Jeff: PHATE!

Jeff storms off with Streets behind him.

Jeff: I’m going to find out right now what’s on this tape.

The camera’s continue to follow Jeff as he exits the building and enters the production truck. He gets in and hands the tape to a production guy.

Jeff: PLAY THIS DAMN TAPE NOW!

The Production guy fumbles with the tape nervously and plays it.

A video package reviewing the recent events of the man known simply as Death Wish. A review of his twisted segments leading up what people look at as a revealing moment last week when it is believed the identity of Death Wish was Doctor Phate.

The tron flickers a bit then breaks into full static. Suddenly the static clears up, and you are brought into what seems like a dark room in the back of the arena. Candles lit with their tiny flames dancing in the air. Small flutters of smoke dissipate upward of the tips off the flames. A row of shrouded druids line the back wall all standing with their heads hung and arms in front as if waiting for a calling from above. Just then in unison the druids begin chanting.

“And Shepherds we shall be
For thee my lord for thee
Power hath descended forth from thy hand
That our feet may swiftly carry out thy command
So shall we flow a river forth to thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be
Those were the words to thee…”

A church bell rang…

The beat of “Cigaro” by System of a Down then begins to play

“My ‘CoK’ is much bigger than yours
My ‘CoK’ can walk right through that door
With a feeling so pure
It has you screaming back for more!”

The bell rings again as the druids then loudly chant

“All Hail the CHURCH"

In walks a shrouded figure. His robbing a little different from the others possibly signifying leadership of sorts. The shrouded man walks slowly and places a very thick book on the podium he steps up to. The loose fitting hood covering his face very well. The mans hand grabs the microphone of the podium and positions it under his hood as he begin to address all who gaze upon him.

"People...oh how easily you can be lead in the wrong direction. People clamoring on the INTERNET, discussing it on Wrestle radio...the return of Doctor Phate. Phate is Death Wish. Let us clear one thing up, it was never spoken that Doctor Phate is the Death Wish...only assumed. Assumed by the slut whore Cindy Shannon, the retard President Jeff, and all the rest of the foolish sheep in APW."

A slight laugh of disgust is let out as the man then moves on with his address.

"You see it's getting attention, drawing out curiosity...who is Death Wish. Maybe it's not a some one you people are seeking...it's a some two, or three, or four! Possibly an Army, a faction or congregation if you will."

The book is then opened to a marked chapter.

"You see it was written that the glorious and powerful CHURCH would rise up, bringing with it riches and prosperity for all those who are members. This CHURCH did just that, reigning over all, holding the most prestigious positions, having all the power and envy of the simple people below who chose to oppose this powerful force. It was also written that this CHURCH would someday crumble. Jealousy and deceit would cause an uproar that would lead to the defeat and burning of the Chapel. Like all prophecies this soon came true. The CHURCH went up and flames, crumbled to the ground, and all that was left were smoldering ashes."

More laughter from this mysterious shrouded figure

"Oh yee of little faith...if you didn't stop reading there you would have seen the light at the end of the tunnel. You see it is also written that foundation of the CHURCH was solid, and from those ashes it would rise once again like a fiery Phoenix. Jeff I am the leader of this CHURCH, and you know damn well who I am. You have chosen to oppose the one true GOD before, and now will suffer the horrible wrath that is marked for you. This GOD has declared war, sending out it's heavenly MARINES if you will. I lead the charge with an army at my side. Like any good SERGEANT my battle plan is mapped out, my strategy is solid. This war is coming to your door step Jeffers. We have plenty of unfinished business to handle.Trust me when I say this war, will surely bring about destruction and KAOS to the APW. Anyone who knows, understands that I never walk alone. I always have disciples, recruits, and future members of the CHURCH ready and willing to do my bidding. I have made a career out of seizing opportunities that others made possible for me. My success is brought about from others hard work, like all great leaders. I am the figure head, I am the Sergeant of these troops, I am the leader of this CHURCH, and when you speak my name you will know that I bring the REIGN. Once again the CHURCH will rise to the top with me as it's leader. Once again my awesomeness will be recognized. Our family is a tight knit group with open arms like usual. The book has said there will be a time where people have to make a choice....when that time comes you had better choose wisely. After this tribulation, if your not a member of the CHURCH, following MY rules...then you might as well have a Death Wish."

The man closes the book as the druids begin to chant

“And all that exists, would now be claimed
Within the winds, and rains of a Hurricane
So may Kaos have the mercy on your soul
That Spirit lacks on your body
In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus KaotiK”

The church bell then rings again

“All Hail the CHURCH"


Chase and Harvey look at each other in shock.

Chase: Did that just happen...

Harvey: I th..think it did, it can't be...

Chase: He rolls in packs like a wild Wolf, and all the references and ego surely make me think...

Harvey: That Death Wish is KENNY LAMBARDO!!!

Chase: but what about PHATE???

Overdrive goes to commercial

[President Jeff]

Overdrive comes back on the air with a quick recap of what we just saw from Death Wish

Chase: I’m still in Shock. Death Wish is Kenny Lambardo.

Harvey: The history he and Jeff has had. And what those two went thought a year ago. Part of me is surprised to See Kenny back here, but another isn’t for I know Kenny would want revenge.

Chase: Jeff ruined Kenny’s life and Kenny is back to ruin Jeff’s

Harvey: Lets go to our what is now the first match of the night.

Slade Craven Vs Streets Wilson

Streets early attempts to over power Slade prove futile as the high flyer ducks and dodges everything the street thug tries to throw his way. Streets charges through Slade with a high power clothesline but Slade again flips around it and drives Streets to the mat with a hard ddt. The ref is on the spot for a pin count but gets only a two count.

Harvey: Streets not looking sharp here Johnny!

Chase: Right you are Darren, The high flyer seems to really have his number.

Slade looks for a kick at Streets but his foot is caught in flight and is dragged down to the mat with a dragonscrew leg whip. Slade clutches to his knee as the blood thirsty Streets closes in for the kill on his prey. Streets mounts the high flyer and lays a few solid right hands to his head before the ref finally steps in and says enough is enough. Streets complains to the ref and pays for it as Slade recovers enough to leap through the air and drops Streets with a self initiated enziguri kick to the back of the head. Another cover grabs only a two count for Slade Craven.

Chase: Wow great innovative offense there by Slade to regain the upper hand.

Harvey: Yeah you said it Johnny... Streets looked to get a good shot in on Slades knee though you wonder if it'll come back to haunt the high flying texan down the road.

Slade leap frogs Streets keeping the pace up but upon coming back gets met with a desperate boot in the face from Streets laying him out. Streets tries to lock the leg of Craven, but Slade pulls back and rolls Streets into a small package but only gets a quick 2 count. Streets rolls back up and charges at Slade but Slade quickly ducks out of the way and charges towards the corner. Slade propels himself quickly up onto the top turnbuckle and leaps at Streets who is still charging towards him. Slade grabs the head of Streets and floats over him driving him to the mat with a hard spring board DDT. Slade rolls over and covers Streets.

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No. Streets just gets a shoulder up and Slade looks out frustrated.

Harvey: Such innovation from Slade here tonight, he just cant hold the large frame of Streets down.

Chase: If he lets frustration set in though it could be his undoing!

Slade grabs Streets by the head and lifts the man up and kicks him in the gut doubling Streets up. Slade tries to grab his head but Streets pushes the lightweight into the ropes. Slade bounces off the ropes and flies back towards Streets. Slade floats over the head of streets and lands on his feet behind the street thug from Stamford. Streets looks around dazed and confused and turns around right into a cliq Kick! Slade covers the floored Streets.

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3!

Winner: Slade Craven

Chase: Looks like he went for the Fly Fly but Streets came through unscaved but the innovative Slade managed to fight through and drill him with a Cliq kick in the same sequence.

Harvey: Gotta think on your feet in this business, and that kid certainly has that ability.


The camera's cut backstage where Cindy Shannon is in the back interviewing Biggs.

Cindy: Biggs, congratulations on your victory last week against Jason Royce. Tonight you go for win number two against Assassin. Your thoughts?

Biggs: Well, Cindy, as insincere as a congratulations that is, thank you. Now please close your legs, the smell is overwhelming! As for my thoughts on facing Assassin tonight, well, I think I spelled it out pretty clear on my web cast that I'm none to worried about him tonight. You see, last week against Jason Royce was merely the beginning of my winning ways here, and I will continue to gain momentum heading into Test for the Best! I will not be denied the opportunity of facing the World Heavyweight Champion at Shockwave, whomever it may be. That's a promise!

Cindy: Speaking of your webshow, you seemed to ruffle a lot of feathers with your comments directed towards Pence and Level-One. Some people think you're getting a bit big in your britches targeting them so early in your APW career.

Biggs: Listen, if anyone has any problems with what I say on my show, then they are more than welcome to either come on my show and talk about it, or to meet me out in the ring. Either way, I will settle things...

Biggs gags.

Biggs: (holding his nose)I'm sorry, but the smell is getting to be unbearable, I've got to get going. Smell ya later!

Biggs walks off as Cindy looks in disgust on the arrogant superstar as we go to commercial

[President Jeff]

The scene opens up backstage and you see backstage interviewer, Shane West. The camera’s zoom back and standing next to him is the APW Xtreme Champion, Chris Cyrus, formally known as The Hardcore Kid. The Kid has the Xtreme Title over his shoulder as Shane West is about to interview him

Shane West: At this time, I am stand with a man who changed his name last week, Chris Cyrus. Chris….

Chris snatches the mic from Shane.

Chris: Get out of here!

Shane leaves the scene and the camera is focused on Chris Cyrus.

Chris: Last week, I went in front of the live crowd and I told them that after Mayhem, after I got beat up, after I got sent to hell and back that I got to thinking about a few things. Last week was the first thing I was thinking about and that’s changing my name. The Hardcore Kid is a name of some one who Backyard wrestles. That’s a name of a rookie. Well, I’m not a rookie anymore and I want to see my Real name flashing in lights.

Chris Adjust his belt on his shoulder

Chris: But there’s another thing I have been thinking about. The scars on my body. The blood I’ve spilled. The broken bones, the pain I’ve gone through. And for what? What is there to gain from being put through tables. Being hit with chairs, canes and other weapons. To show how tough someone is. Its more like to show how stupid someone is. I took a good look at myself in the mirror and I saw someone who wants to wrestle for a long time. I saw someone who doesn’t want to be known at a guy who almost killed himself doing stupid things in the ring. This “Hardcore” or “Xtreme” wrestling style, I’m not supporting it ANYMORE!

Chris moves the Xtreme Title over to his other shoulder

Chris: At Test for the Best, it was announced last week that I face off against a Man I already beat, Assassin. Well Sorry to disappoint all the fans out there, but your not going to see a Hardcore or Xtreme match. What you will did is a singles match for the Xtreme Title. No chairs. No tables. No Ladders. Just a straight up wrestling match between two men. I’m not going to lower myself to a leave of garbage wrestling. I didn’t spend all my money on Wrestling School to learn how to swing a chair. I didn’t travel all over the world, town to town to have my career shorten. At Test for the Best, like it or not, You won’t be seeing any Xtreme Wrestling. I’m taking this title and bringing a whole new level of respect to it. And it starts now!

The Kid walks away as we go to ringside


The Coahuila crowd boos vicously as The Killers' “Spaceman” hits the speakers and the arena lights darken. White strobe lights flash about the arena as blue spot lights twirl on the stage and in the rafters. Blue laser lights shoot from the stage as Biggs makes his entrance into the arena.

Nicky Paige: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 217 pounds, from Seattle, Washington, Biggs!

Harvey: Since Biggs beat Jason Royce last week, he's been acting like he won the Superbowl and World Series combined! This guy's ego has been inflated bigger than a Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade balloon!

Chase: And with good reason, because Biggs did what he set out to do in defeating Jason Royce last week! Royce just came off of headlining a pay-per-view, and anytime you get the win over somebody of that level, well, let's just say there's no shame in having a little bit more bounce in your step after a victory like that!

Biggs does indeed have a bounce in his step as he makes his way down the ramp clad in his blue and white ring jacket and blue shades. Biggs slaps five with a fan wearing a Biggs T-Shirt, but mocks the rest, taunting them in Spanish. Biggs reaches the ring, steps onto the apron and slingshots himself over the ropes into the ring. He grabs the mic from Nicky, eliciting boos from the crowd.

Biggs: Hola, y buenos noche las personas Mexicanos. ¡Soy el mejor luchador vivo hoy y usted descubrirá esta noche por qué! ¡Soy el más rápido, el más elegante, la mayoría del luchador experto, y ésos son solamente algunas razones por las que ganaré la prueba para el mejor! Pero antes de que consiga a mi fósforo con Assassin, hay algo que quiero decirle a todos los ventiladores desgraciados. ¡México chupada! ¡América es mejor!

The fans boo loudly at Biggs' insults directed towards Mexico.

Biggs: ¡Porque América es una tierra de la dignidad y de la oportunidad, no un asqueroso, malísimas, país de la tercera tarifa en donde usted no puede beber el agua! Diré esta parte siguiente en inglés, la mejor lengua, de modo que cada uno pueda entender lo que tengo que decir. Shadow, since you have chosen to ignore me thus far, I will say what I've been saying since the pay-per-view, and that is that I want to make you eat your words for what you said about me at Mayhem! If you're too chicken to fight me in a non-title match, than just be honest and let me know, quit avoiding me, quit trying to dodge the issue, be a man! Though to be honest, I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't want to face me, because after what I do to your buddy Assassin tonight, well, lets just say you'd have to be crazy to go up against me. Assassin, come out to face your destiny!



The arena lights dim as "Down Again" begins to play over the PA as the song continues to play the arena lights start flashing off and on before finally flashing on as we see Assassin walk down the ramp.

Nicky Paige: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 265 pounds, from Dallas, Texas, Assassin!

Assassin reaches the bottom of the ramp as he walk around the ring shaking hands with several of the fans before finally jumping on the apron as he steps into the ring. Assassin enters the ring and walks towards the other side of the ring folding his arms over his chest as his music comes to an end. Biggs mocks Assassin as the ref calls for the bell. DING! DING! DING!

Biggs Vs Assassin

Harvey: And this match is underway! I sure hope Assassin knocks some sense into Biggs tonight!

Chase: You would! I obviously want Biggs to get the W tonight!

Assassin and Biggs tie up in the middle of the ring, but before Assassin can do anything, Biggs breaks the lock up and steps back, drawing boos from the crowd. Assassin calmly makes his way towards Biggs, trying to get a hold of him, but each time, Biggs dodges out of the way, taunting Assassin each time! This goes on for about a minute and a half before Assassin has Biggs cornered. The fans cheer loudly as Assassin goes in and grabs Biggs around the throat, shoving him into the turnbuckle! Assassin then begins to unload lefts and rights on the smaller competitor, and pulls him out of the corner to deliver a thunderous Powerslam! Assassin goes for a cover,
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Biggs quickly gets a shoulder up! Assassin is relentless, and pulls Biggs back up, hooking him in position for a DDT. Before Assassin can pull the move off, Biggs wriggles his way out of the hold, and jumps up to hit Assassin right in the face with a Spin Kick! As Assassin stumbles back, Biggs grabs a hold of his arm, locks it into a Hammerlock, and delivers the Shockwave Reverse DDT! With Assassin down on the mat, Biggs begins to stomp him mercilessly, and after a few stomps, walks over to the corner to expose the top turnbuckle, drawing more boos from the fans! The ref chides Biggs as he makes his way back to Assassin, and as Biggs reaches down, Assassin gives him a hard punch to the face!

Harvey: That's what Biggs gets for trying to cheat! Assassin knocked him right on his back!

Chase: Assassin was playing possum!

Biggs falls back first to the mat, and Assassin quickly gets to his feet! Assassin pulls Biggs back up and whips him into the corner, following up with a Running Clothesline! From the corner, Assassin nails Biggs with a Bulldog! With Biggs on the mat, Assassin perches the top turnbuckle, which happens to be the exposed one!

Harvey: We don't see Assassin go up often, but when he does, it's usually for a Missile Dropkick!

Chase: C'mon Biggs!

As Assassin is on the top rope, Biggs reaches up and shoves the ref into the ropes, causing Assassin to crotch the exposed turnbuckle! The crowd winces as Assassin gets nailed in the jollies. Biggs follows up yanking Assassin head first off the top, and pulls Assassin up. Biggs hooks him in the Urinagi position, and hits with the Starmaker, pinning him
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DING! DING! DING!

Winner: Biggs

Nicky Paige: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Biggs!

Chase: Yes! Biggs gets his second victory in APW, and it's against one of the guys who beat him in his first match! You know he's got to be happy about that!

Darren: Biggs had to cheat to win! Had he not taken that top turnbuckle off, Assassin wouldn't have been nearly as debilitated by the shot to the junk!

“Spaceman” begins to play as the ref raises Biggs hand in victory. Biggs motions to the timekeeper for a mic

Biggs: Shadow, try and ignore me now! I just beat your buddy Assassin, and if that doesn't get your attention, I don't know what will! It's not like I'm challenging you for that worthless title of yours, I just want to fight you! Shadow, I implore of you to be a real man, and step up to my challenge! Just know this, that when you finally face me in this ring, you will find out why I am out of this world!

Biggs celebrates his win as we go to commercial

[President Jeff]

The scene opens up backstage in General Manager, Max Carters Office where you see Max sitting on a couch, watching the show. A knock is heard and Max yells out

Max: Come in!

The door opens and Max looks over as APW’s newest superstar, Carl Cruz walks into Max’s office, wearing a nice suite.

Max: Carl, Nice to see you again. How you enjoying your time in APW so far.

Max gets up from the couch and shakes Carl’s hand.

Carl: Its ok. But Listen, lets get right to business. I understand I can’t have a match tonight, but I want a match next week.

Max: You got it.

Carl: Good. Now that we’re on the same page here. Test for the Best is coming up and I want in.

Max: Sorry Carl, the tournament is filled up.

Carl: Well, maybe Abraham Lincoln will change your mind.

Carl hands Max some money.

Max: Five Dollars?

Carl: I guess your not cheap. How about a mister Andrew Jackson

Carl gives Max more Money.

Max: Twenty bucks?

Carl: Not enough? Does Ben Franklin change your mind?

Carl hands Max more Money.

Max: You do realize I’m Canadian Right.

Carl: Really? Well I got that covered.

Carl reaches into his pocket and Max stops him

Max: Listen Carl, You can’t bribe me. The tournament is full. You’ll just have to wait till next year.

Max puts the money in Carl’s front pocket of his suite.

Max: Next week, your gonna make your in ring debut. I suggest you train hard and good luck.

Carl gets an upset look on his face as he leaves Max’s office and we go back to ringside.


Put you on game by Lupe Fiasco blasts the stereo; causing the fans to immediately unleash a chorus of N’sync boos. A close up of the crowd; shows the thousands of contorted faces. A few children fought back tear and leaned onto their parents shoulders; and their parents knew what they could expect from him. One close up of the crowd, a mother can be seen cupping her hands over her son’s ears; but as Level-One slowly made his way out onto the ramp; this time with a pair of clutches, he held the microphone to his lip, and his voice broke through the boos; which were as deep and as thick as molasses.

Harvey: Oh great. You know when we didn’t here anything from Level-One all night, I was sure he wasn’t in attendance. He can’t shut up for that long!

Chase: Oh stop it, Harvey you make me sick. Level-One is a warrior; look he even dumped that pathetic wheel chair of his!

‘’You people make me sick! All week, all damn week I have been sitting at home, eating food through a test tube because I could barely eat with my throat slashed by those chards of glass Joel Bryant tried to MURDER me with! Last week I came out here and addressed you people—do you know how much EFFORT that took? Every last sentence, word, and syllable hurt me—and yet you boo my statements with little regard! You people are heartless! And to make things worse; a nasty vicious untrue rumor has been spread around that I of all people attacked Pence Weatherlight in the backstage parking lot!’’

The fans are in an absolutely booing frenzy; they can’t believe the vibrato of Level-One and it angers them to what Level-One called their rotten core. He continues to make his way down the ramp with the help of his clutches one push at a time.

‘’It was quite obvious that last week Pence Weatherlight set up that entire attack on himself! While it doesn’t take too much thought to point your finger at me and claimed I had something to do with it; that just happens to be all too convenient for Mr. Weatherlight. I mean let’s get real for a second; with Pence being self proclaimed attacked he draws sympathy from you losers, and he makes me look like an asshole—it sounds like a two for one deal in favor of himself, yet I get the shit end of the stick? He pulled that stick out of HIS ass and it’ isn’t fair!’’

This claim only gets the crowd booing louder; a few begin to throw their beer cans and empty coke bottles at Level-One; but the security is quick to end their nights early, which only lights up Level-One’s heart, rather than dampening it. He reaches the ring apron; and calls for some assistance. Two stage hands come peddling to the rescue. One lowers the ropes; and the other one helps Level-One up onto the ring apron, where he gingerly makes his way into the ring, holding onto his clutches for dear life.

‘’It is clear that Pence Weatherlight is trying to weasel his way from defending his world title that I GAVE to him. I wouldn’t surprise if Pence Weatherlight got excused from defending his world title with a little doctor’s note, or an excusal. I on the other hand? I don’t have a choice. The sports commission of health and safety has deemed me unable to wrestle up until the night of Test for the best…’’

He raises his head proudly in the air; he saw himself as a warrior whom fought the odds. The doctors claimed he wouldn’t be deemed to wrestle for more than two months; but here he was, giving the people what they want. They were going to get the chance to see Level-One become a two time world champion and they showed their appreciation…

Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck!

‘’It was a stroke of luck really. I mean to think I was cleared to wrestle on the DAY of my title rematch? It’s clear there is a higher power…and that I am it! So, with that said, I will be back in action at Test for the best where I will become the world heavyweight champion, and save you from the dreadful boring, sand paper dry title rein Pence Weatherlight has had thus far…’’

Max Carters music hits. The crowd stands up and tosses their arms in the air; and lets out an applause, which has Level-One’s eyes rolling up the ramp.

‘’I am glad your going to be okay at Test for the best, Level’’ Max Carter begins; as Level-One nods his head grateful for the overdrive GM’s support. ‘’Unfortunately, the health and safety commission only has so much say…’’ he continues, suddenly Level-One isn’t too happy anymore, as he lifts the microphone to his mouth.

‘’They’ll fine your ass!’’

Max Carter shrugs his shoulders. ‘’I’ve already paid it in advance. See because I watched you shoot that promo of yours, and I watched you for twenty minutes trash Jesse Nunez. And quite frankly, Jesse Nunez wants a match with you here tonight! Not only does he want to put you in your place; but he wants to prove himself worthy of the number 1 contendership for Pence Weatherlight's world heavyweight championship’’

‘’You son of a…’’

Max Carter cuts off the self proclaimed true expert; raise his index finger in the air. ‘’Oh, and I forgot. This match is happening…now’’

Level One Vs Jesse Nunez

The crowd breaks into a blast of cheers, as Jesse Nunez sprints through the crowd, and snakes his way into the ring. The bell rings, and before Level-One can even turn around clutches and all; he is lifted up by Jesse Nunez whom sets up for the resurrection! Level-One dropping the clutches on the way up, scratches at Jesse Nunez’s eyes, and collapses to the mat. Jesse Nunez is blinded, and Level-One is calling foul.

‘’Oh my god! I can’t feel my legs. Call for the bell, call for the bell!’’ Level-One tugs on the referee jersey, who continues to check up on him. ‘’I can’t feel my legs, help!’’ He continues the referee turns around, and begins to march over to the ring announcer. Jesse Nunez is still blinded by the eye rake, and Level-One takes the chance to pick up a crutch…

Harvey: Jesus Christ! He just knocked the lights out of Jesse Nunez..

Level-One has nailed Nunez in the face with the crutch; sending piece of the metal bar flying outside the ring. Level-One dumps the broken crutch outside the ring, and screams at the referee who still hasn’t closed the deal with the ring announcers. Rolling over to Jesse Nunez, Level-One hooks the leg.

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Harvey: He’s going to steal this match, god damn it!

















3!

Winner: Level-One

Level-One rolls off of Jesse Nunez; as the crowd unleashes the biggest boo of the night. The referee looks at Level-One confused; but helps him up anyways placing a single clutch under his underarm. Level-One calls for some help, and eventually is able to exit the ring. Jesse Nunez shows signs of life as he holds his swollen face after being decked by the metal weapon. Level-One’s face is contorted with pain, as he begins to make his way back up the ramp, with a single clutch and the pull of a referee to make it through what seemed to be a mile long walk.

Chase: Did you see that? Level-One pulled enough strength to beat Jesse Nunez! He can’t even walk.

Harvey: He SPRINTED across the goddamn ring!

Chase: It was adrenaline, you clown! This guy is amazing. Now to our main-event!

Overdrive goes to commercial

[President Jeff]

Cameras open backstage where President Jeff is in the locker room with Streets.

Streets: What are you going to do with Kenny?

Jeff: If I see him, one of us is going to die and its not going to be me.

Streets: This guy is really looking for a beating, with those mind games he’s playing.

Jeff: Damn right he is. And knowing him, he will try to take me out. And this is why I hired you as my Body Guard. I need you to really be on your toes. Have eyes on all sides of your heads. Because there’s no chance in hell I will let him get the best of me.

Streets: Don’t worry, if I see him, I’ll break his neck. The guy has disrespected you and APW, and when you disrespected APW, you disrespect everyone involved.

Jeff: Kenny is the one with the Death Wish and when If I get my hands on him, I will put an end to him once and for all

The camera cut to a hallway where Mr. Strange is heading towards the ring when out of no where, Mr. Strange’s opponent for Test for the Best, the APW Overdrive champ, Shadow stands in his way.

Shadow: Good Luck.

Shadow Smiles and steps a side and Strange heads towards the ring and Cameras cut to ringside for our main event

Nicky Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is your APW Overdrive Main Event!

Rammstein's “Feuer Frei” hits the PA as Mr. Strange enters the arena, being booed loudly by the crowd. He heeds no attention to the fans as he makes his way down the ramp.

Paige: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 175 pounds, Mr. Strange!

Harvey: Mr. Strange cost Pence his first match as champion, interfering in the match between Shadow and Pence last week! Pence cannot be happy about losing his first match as champion via DQ, so I feel no sympathy for what may happen to Mr. Strange tonight!

Chase: This is a huge opportunity for Mr. Strange, anytime you get to face the champion, it's a huge opportunity! Also, heading into Test 4 the Best, Mr. Strange would certainly want to at least keep pace with Shadow, who did indeed get the DQ victory last week.

Mr. Strange rolls into the ring and awaits Pence's arrival. The lights start flicker red, white, and blue, the fans errupt in to chants and then the lights die out and then static appears on the screen in front of the entrance ramp. Miniature exposions explode all over the screen and then the lights start flashing red, white, and blue again as "Come to Life" by Alterbridge starts playing.

Paige: And his opponent, from Hershey, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 250 pounds, he is the APW World Heavyweight Champion, Pence Weatherlight!

Blow-horns can be heard all over the arena as the fans start chanting as Pence emerges on the ramp with the APW Title clasped around his waist, and a spot light descends down on him as he walks down to the ring. He gets in to the ring and takes off his black and gold vest and throws it to the crowd, he then stands up on the ring post, and raises his hands above his head and gives the fans a big smile. They chant "Weatherlight!" in a Hispanic accent as he stands in the ring. Pence removes his belt and hands it to the ref.

Harvey: This match is a non-title match, but that doesn't mean that Pence will give any less for his fans!

Chase: That's what I don't get, is why Pence cares so much about what the fans think? They aren't the ones who actually help you in that ring.

Harvey: Having the fans on his side gives Pence that extra motivation, that extra electricity that fuels him to win matches! I like the fact that Pence acknowledges his fans as much as he does!

The ref hands the time keeper Pence's belt and calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Harvey: And the main event is underway!

Pence vs. Mr. Strange

Pence and Mr. Strange tie up in the middle of the ring, with Pence easily gaining the advantage, lifting Mr. Strange into a gorilla press position! The fans go wild as Pence presses Strange three times before slamming the odd competitor to the mat! Mr. Strange pops up to be greeted by a stiff Clothesline from the champ, who follows up with a Standing Elbow Drop! Pence pulls Strange back up and whips him into the ropes! Strange ducks the attempted Clothesline from Pence, and slides to the outside of the ring under the opposite ropes. The fans boo Mr. Strange as he looks at Pence, tilting his head to the side slightly.

Harvey: Mr. Strange knew that the match wasn't going his way thus far, and steps out to take a breather!

Chase: It's a smart move, because Pence was building up a ton of momentum, and the last thing Strange wants to do against the champ is to be beaten quickly!

Harvey: Mr. Strange is going to want to dictate the pace of this match-up. His style calls for a lot of deception and trickery, and its a lot harder to follow a strategy when you're on the defensive!

Pence motions for the Mr. Strange to get back into the ring as the ref starts the mandatory 10 count. The fans chant, “Strange es un pollo!” clapping in beat with the chant! Mr. Strange slides back into the ring on eight, and charges towards Pence! Pence sidesteps Mr. Strange's Forearm Smash, but gets caught on the rebound, as Mr. Strange hits him right on the chin with a Bakatare Sliding Kick! The fans boo as Mr. Strange then repeatedly stomps his opponent, then nails him in the side with a Short Dropkick! Mr. Strange rolls Pence onto his belly, and mounts his back, punching Pence in the back of the head again and again! Pence has his hands up to try and protect the back of his head, but a few of Mr. Strange's shots get through nonetheless! After a few punches, Mr. Strange locks in the Dragon Clutch!

Chase: Mr. Strange is trying to end this one quickly with the Dragon Clutch! This move is a nasty combination of a Camel Clutch and a Dragon Sleeper, and champion or not, I don't see Pence breaking out of it!

Harvey: Well, it certainly behooves Mr. Strange for this match to end sooner rather than later, but I think it's too early for him to be trying to put Pence away!

Indeed, it is too early, as Pence is able to use his free arm and weight advantage to drag himself to the nearest rope and get a hand on the bottom rope! The ref starts the five count, and Mr. Strange lets go on four. Pence rubs his neck a bit as both men get to their feet. Once both men are up, Mr. Strange goes for the Gamengiri, but Pence ducks under, and catches Mr. Strange as he lands for a Belly-to-Belly Suplex! Pence then pulls Mr. Strange back up to give him a Russian Leg Sweep, and when they're on the mat, Pence floats over into a cover,
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Pence gets his shoulder up!

Harvey: What a dirty move by Mr. Strange there! He almost cheated his way to a victory there!

Chase: I was actually going to praise Mr. Strange's ring presence, as he was able to get out of the Battle Testimony before Pence was able to slam him down! Mr. Strange dodged a bullet there!

Mr. Strange cocks his head sideways as he waits for Pence to get back up. The crowd is behind Pence, chanting the champion's name as he slowly gets to his feet. Pence gets up with his back turned to Mr. Strange, and Strange gets a running start. As Pence turns around, Strange jumps up with a kick, which sails right by the head of Pence, only to connect with Pence's face with his knee!

[color=limegreenChase: What a Busaiku Knee Kick from Mr. Strange! What an unorthidox style Strange brings to the ring!

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Harvey: Mr. Strange certainly isn't an easy competitor to prepare for.

Mr. Strange pulls Pence over to the corner, and mounts the turnbuckle. Once Pence is to his feet, Mr. Strange leaps off with a Dropkick, but Pence dodges out of the way, sending Mr. Strange crashing to the mat! Pence follows up by pulling Mr. Strange back up and delivering a trifecta of German Suplexes, bridging the last one to pin Mr. Strange,
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Mr. Strange kicks out! Pence stays on the attack, giving Mr. Strange a few stomps to the chest before pulling him back up to a vertical base. Pence then whips Mr. Strange into the corner, and follows with a Running Clothesline, drilling Mr. Strange! Strange is barely able to hold himself up in the corner as Pence begins to Knife Edge Chop him again and again in the corner, eliciting loud “Wooooooos!” from the crowd as Pence lights up Mr. Strange's chest!

Harvey: I'd wager that Mr. Strange's chest is turning an interesting shade of red underneath his black shirt!

After the sixth chop, Pence whips Mr. Strange into the opposite corner, and goes for a Running Shoulder Block, but Strange quickly steps out between the ropes right at the last second! As Pence stumbles out of the corner, Mr. Strange slingshots himself over the ropes to get Pence with a Sunset Flip, pinning him
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Chase: I am very impressed with Mr. Strange tonight! Most people have probably written him off in tonight's match, but he's going step for step with the champion!

Harvey: Well, it's his offbeat style that has allowed Strange to compete with Pence at the level that he has tonight. I don't like the guy, and I think he should concentrate more on his wrestling career than he does, but I can't help but be impressed by the showing he's had tonight. Still, the longer this match goes, the more it favors the champion, who I am rooting for, thank you very much!

Mr. Strange gets behind Pence as he gets to his feet, and locks him in the Half Nelson position! Pence hooks his foot behind the heel of Mr. Strange as Strange tries to lift him up for the Half Nelson Suplex, blocking the attempt and pulling a standing switch to go for a Release German Suplex! Mr. Strange lands on his feet, and is able to grab Pence in another Half Nelson, going for the Half Nelson Suplex again! Pence blocks the attempt again, and Snapmares Mr. Strange down to the mat, clutching him with a Sleeper Hold in a seated position! Mr. Strange's arms are flailing as he tries to reach up towards Pence's face, eventually raking Pence's eyes once again! The ref admonishes Mr. Strange as the fans boo loudly. Strange gets behind Pence, and the third time's a charm as he delivers the Half Nelson Suplex to Pence! Mr. Strange sits up as Pence is laid out on the mat.

Chase: I know I said it before, but I am really impressed with Mr. Strange here, as he is having the match of his career against Pence Weatherlight tonight!

With Pence on his belly, Mr. Strange hooks Pence's legs with his own legs, and pulls back on Pence's arms to bring him into a Seated Surfboard submission hold! The fans try to will Pence on by cheering for him loudly, which Pence responds to, using his brute strength to break the Seated Surfboard! Mr. Strange and Pence both get to their feet, and Mr. Strange takes a swing at Pence! Pence blocks the punch, and responds with a fist of his own! Strange takes another swing, and Pence blocks again, answering with another punch! The fans are in a frenzy as Pence continues to punch Mr. Strange again and again, backing Mr. Strange into the ropes! Pence gives Strange a hard whip, and on the rebound, hoists Mr. Strange up for the Battle Testimony, eliciting a large pop from the crowd!

Harvey: Battle Testimony! This one is over!

Instead of going for the cover, Pence mounts Mr. Strange, and begins to unload left and rights to the masked face of Mr. Strange, bringing the crowd to another frenzy!

Chase: Rather than pinning Mr. Strange, Pence wants to make him pay for costing him the match last week!

Harvey: Good for Pence! Mr. Strange deserves whatever he gets tonight!

The crowd is going wild as Pence brings his barrage of fists to a close and pulls Mr. Strange back up to his feet, whipping him into the ropes! Mr. Strange ducks Pence's attack, and on the rebound, goes for a Steiner Line, but Pence ducks under, causing Mr. Strange to take out the ref! As Mr. Strange turns back around, Pence hooks him in the urinagi position, but Mr. Strange gives him a few elbows to the side of the head to get out before nailing Pence between the legs with a Soccer Kick right to the jollies! The fans boo loudly as Pence falls to the mat in pain and Mr. Strange exits the ring!

Harvey: What a dirty move by Mr. Strange there!

Chase: But with the ref down, anything goes! Pence should have put Mr. Strange away when he had the chance!

Mr. Strange has made his way to the time keeper's table, and tosses the time keeper to the floor, grabbing the steel chair! Mr. Strange folds it up and slides back into the ring, hitting Pence again and again with the chair, drawing deafening boos from the crowd! Strange lands about 10 chair shots before he notices the ref coming to. Mr. Strange quickly dispenses of the chair, sliding it under the ropes, and steps out onto the apron as the ref and Pence slowly get to their feet. Once Pence is to a vertical base, Mr. Strange slingshots himself on top of the ropes and springboards off into a front flip, wrapping his legs around Pence's head, and delivering a Frankensteiner!

Chase: Ace of Spades! Ace of Spades!

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Chase: This isn't a smart move by Strange! He'll get himself DQ'ed!

Harvey: Strange knows that he can't beat Pence fair and square, so he's resorting to desperate measures!

As Mr. Strange slides back into the ring, the ref immediately goes to grab the chair from him! Mr. Strange yanks hard, pulling the chair from the ref's hand and spinning the ref around to where his back is turned from the action! Mr. Strange takes a swing at Pence, but misses, allowing Pence kick Mr. Strange in the gut! Mr. Strange drops the chair, and Pence gives him the Heavy Artillery, pinning Mr. Strange,
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DING! DING! DING!

Winner: Pence Weatherlight[/center]

Paige: Here is your winner, by pinfall, the APW Champion, Pence Weatherlight!

“Come to Life” blares over the speakers as the ref raises Pence's arm in victory, as Mr. Strange lays on the mat in pain.

Harvey: What a match! Pence overcame Mr. Strange's onslaught and capitalized on his opponent's desperation to secure the victory! What a main event! And what a night of Overdrive action!

APW Overdrive comes to a close with Pence standing victoriously in the ring with his APW Championship belt slung over his shoulder! And just then





Max Carter comes out on the stage and all eyes are on him as he has a microphone

Max: Before we go off the air, I just wanted to announce next week’s Main Event. In tag team action, In a preview to Test for the Best. One one side we will have Our World Champion, Pence Weather Light, teaming up with Overdrive Champion Shadow to take on the Number One Contenders for those titles, Mr. Strange and Level One!

The fans cheer for the big blockbuster match.

Chase: What a match that will be

Harvey: We’re out of time, don’t miss Overdrive next week!

Fans continues to cheer as Overdrive goes off the air!