Overdrive - Montreal, Quebec(08/12/09)

[President Jeff]

Overdrive opens up with a clip from last week’s overdrive, The contract Signing between Level One and Jesse Nunez and then Pence comes out and makes himself the special guest referee in the match. The clips fades into the Overdrive intro video




The video ends and pyro shoots from the stage and the Overdrive theme song continues to play as fans stand from their seats, cheering and holding up their signs, showing off for the home audience. The camera stop on the voices of Overdrive, Darren Harvey and Johnny Chase.

Harvey: Welcome everyone to Wednesday Night Overdrive!

Chase: Folks, with how last week went off the air, I’m sure tonight we’re gonna get answers.

Harvey: A huge swerve in Shockwave’s main event which will now feature Pence Weatherlight as the special guest referee in the title match between Level One and Jesse Nunez.

Chase: I know for a face that Level One isn’t happy about this.

Harvey: What gave it away?

Chase: Shut up. And speaking of Pence, a big main event we have tonight. Pence takes on Michael Lively. Two former APW World Champions go at it tonight!

Harvey: It should be an action packed match.

Chase: Indeed. Lets go to the ring for our first match.

The cameras go to the ring where Nicky Paige is standing ready for the introductions

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

“Spaceman,” by The Killers, hits the speakers as the arena lights fade to dark blue! The stage glows as white strobe lights flash about the arena as the song builds up. Blue laser lights shoot from the stage as blue spotlights dance around, and Biggs enters to a chorus of boos from the crowd! Biggs has an extremely confident look on his face, and a slight dance in his step as he starts his way down the ramp.

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

Biggs taunts the booing fans as he heads towards the ring. A group of fans in the front have a huge “Biggs!” sign that they're all holding together, and when he reaches the ring, Biggs takes the time to slap fives with each of his fans. Biggs then hops onto the apron, steps between the ropes, and raises his arms triumphantly in the ring as he awaits his opponent.

Paige: And his opponent

As "Rock Superstar" begins to play, the lights go out and you can see yellow star shaped spotlights move all over the arena. After a few moments a giant pyro explosion goes off at the top of the ramp and all the star spotlights move to the entrance as Rocky Starr steps out and poses with his arms held straight out to his sides which sets off another pyro explosion and the lights come back on.

Paige: Making is return to Action Packed Wrestling. Weighing in at 240 pounds. He is everyone’s favorite Rock Star, ROCKY STARR!

Rocky walks to the ring with a confident smile and slaps the hands of fans along the way. When he gets to the rings he walks up the stairs and walks to the middle of the apron. He stops and poses once more and poses with his arms out once more. He turns around, grabs a hold of the top rope and jumps over. He walks across the ring and climbs up the turn buckle and poses once more.

Biggs Vs Rocky Starr

The Bell rings and the two meet in the middle of the ring. Biggs extends his hands to Rocky.

Chase: I think Biggs is welcoming Rocky Starr back to APW

Just as Rocky goes to shake Bigg’s hand, Rocky nails Biggs in the face with a left hook which gets the fans cheering. Rocky punches Biggs to the ropes and throws him into the opposite ropes and picks Biggs up and nails a tilt-a-whirl back breaker! The fans cheer and Biggs rolls outside the ring where The Beast and Chris Cyrus checks up on him. While that his happening, Rocky comes off the ropes and swan dives over the top rope, taking down the Axis of Awesome. Rocky grabs Biggs and rolls him into the ring. Rocky climbs to the top rope and as Biggs is up, Rocky comes off, connecting with a cross body block into a cover.
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Chase: Rocky Starr is looking good here in his return match.

Harvey: Rocky hasn’t wrestled much in the past few years, but it looks like he hasn’t missed a beat.

Rocky picks Biggs up and puts him in the corner and starts spearing him. Rocky throws Biggs to the opposite corner and goes to run at him, but Chris Cyrus grabs Rocky’s leg. Rocky Struggles to get away and does. He runs at Biggs who moves out of the way and Rocky hit’s the corner chest first. Biggs grabs Rocky around the waist and hit’s a German suplex and bridges into the cover.
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Biggs pulls Rocky to his feet catches him with a European uppercut. Rocky falls to the corner and Biggs goes over and stomps Rocky to the mat. Biggs then takes Rocky and puts his throat on the middle rope and starts choking him. The ref pulls Biggs off and has a little chat with him. Biggs distracts the ref as The Beast and Cyrus choke Rocky. As they let go, Biggs takes Rocky and gives him a back breaker. Biggs covers.
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Biggs lifts Rocky up and knee’s him in the stomach and then throws him into the ropes. Rocky comes back and Biggs puts his head down, but Rocky counters with a double underhook DDT and both guys are out. The ref counts and gets to 9 and they both are up. Biggs goes for a big swing, but Rocky ducks and connects Biggs with a Standing Enzurguri and Biggs goes down. Chris Cyrus jumps on the ring apron and Rocky knocks him off and The Beast jumps up, but is quick to go down with a dropkick from Rocky. Biggs is up and Rocky kicks him and bounces off the ropes and takes Biggs down with a swinging neck breaker. Rocky yells out “THAT’S IT!” He grabs Biggs, kicks him and nails the Starr Struck and covers.
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Winner: Biggs

Biggs, Beast and Chris Cyrus celebrate as we go to commercial.

[President Jeff]

Overdrive is back on the air

Backstage, the pace of the world champion flawlessly paints the urgency of the scene. The twisted look of frustration and rage contorts his face; yet still cannot explain or display the depth of urgent complication held behind his façade. He didn’t have to be here today and considering what the whole world watched him go through a mere week ago, he shouldn’t be here. He was a dangerous man by nature, and his way of harm only increased when unnatural events swayed the weather. The APW world championship appeared a shade or two duller, the visions plagued his mind over and over again; while the voices spoke to him subconsciously…

‘’You tapped out’’

‘’You gave up’’

‘’You rolled over and died’’

Only then was it clear to him and us; why his pace was so quick, so swift and his urgent steps were more like leaps of faith. This was the APW; not the experts. He wasn’t the True Expert champion anymore, but when he walked into this building, he was still the world champion. Standing under the banner of the APW; he was still the top dog. Still the force to be reckoned with and still the man you could bet your cash, house, and wives on. Lastly, he was going to make sure he did everything in his power to keep what belonged to him, even if it meant keeping something he couldn’t possibly lose…

Jesse Nunez wasn’t world champion material; nobody was.

In Level-One’s mind this was a stint of revolution; standing up to the powers that be and changing the course of the promotion he loved, until the course stopped at a dead end, with no option of turning back. And so with each step--a leap of faith, he was going to pitch his idea to the man who weld the Louisville slugger and hoped he would strike him out, hook, line and sink.

Max Carter: You didn’t knock!

Max Carter rolls around in his chair and it isn’t until he looks up, does he feel a wave of regret breathing down the back of his neck. Level-One slowly makes his way into Max Carters office with the APW world championship catching the weary look of Max Carter’s face in the reflection. Leaning over the desk, our champion grins.

Level-One: I didn’t know I had to, Max. I’d say I’d stop by next time and be more professionally obedient, but I think there will be no need to stop by your office again. I think we’ll understand my sales pitch the first time.

Max Carter closes his eyes.

Level-One: Max, we have a problem. In two weeks, I will be forced to defend my title against Jesse Nunez. Jesse Nunez over the past few weeks has displayed his inability to handle himself effectively in the situation you and President Jeff have blindly bestowed upon him. So, he won a stupid tournament with 7 other chumps strewn in and dubbed competition...what the hell is that worth? Last week, I was tapped out by some kid--who wasn’t fit to wipe his OWN blood off MY boots the first time!

Opening his eyes, Max Carter sighs.

Max Carter: Level, I understand your concern. I understand that Jesse Nunez has been struggling as of late--but he earned his shot. He has shown that he can get the job done when it matters and there isn’t anything in my power to help you out…

Level-One raises his hand in protest. Through his clenched teeth he delivers his second demand, hoping that this time, Max Carter will bite--while he still has teeth.

Level-One: Max, do you know what you CAN change? Do you know where you can start correcting this world title defence disaster? You can start by removing Pence Weatherlight from his special guest referee involvement.

Max Carter: It’s good for buy-rates…

Level-One eyes sharpen as Max Carter lowers his head in a show of cowardice. Fixing the slouching title around his shoulder, Level-One continues.

Level-One: I don’t care about your margin of profits or fan fair! Max, you know as well as I do that his is unfair. This is darn right illegal! Before this little addition to our match, Jesse Nunez had a 0.00% chance of beating me in this match. Now with Pence Weatherlight sticking his nose in MY business Jesse Nunez has a 0.01% of beating me in our match!

Max Carter raises his eyebrows, slightly confused by the percentages given, where-as Level-One continues to breath his words of protest.

Level-One: Pence Weatherlight is NOT qualified to referee my match with Nunez, Max and you damn well know it.

Level-One leans over and digs his hands into his pocket, scrumming through loose change and old comic wrappers of cheap double bubble gum. Removing a folded piece of paper in his hands, he places it onto his desk. Max Carter looks up at Level-One with intrigue.

Max Carter: What’s this?

Level-One: What the hell are you a interrogator? Who the fuck do you work for? Just read the goddamn thing!

Max Carter unfolds the piece of paper; and observes a large title reading ‘’Three reasons why Pence Weatherlight should not referee Level-One’s match’’ Max Carter reads each point out loud.

Max Carter: Point one: This match should’ve never happened. Level-One deserves the week off to enjoy the last week of his favourite month of the year.

Max Carter rolls his eyes up to Level-One who points down at the piece of paper encouraging Max to read the entire thing.

Max Carter: Point two: Pence Weatherlight benefits from Jesse Nunez winning the world championship, because Pence still has a re-match clause in his contract. Thus, Pence Weatherlight clearly has special interests in mind and is not in it for the well being of the APW...

Level-One: That’s right!

Max Carter: Point three: Can Pence Weatherlight even count to three?

Level-One: I don’t know, why the fuck are you asking me?

Max Carter slams the piece of paper down with frustration, before dumping his head into his hands; the complexity of the situation only grew further and Max knew he was going to have to draw the line somewhere.

Max Carter: Look, you make some good points for the most part. Let me sleep on it, okay?

Level-One laughs pushing himself up off Max Carters desk. Reaching over he grabs a fancy snow globe, shaking it up, causing the scene inside the small glass ball to fly in disarray. Level-One looks at it half amused, while Max Carter slips into a state of panic in regards to the manner in which Level-One holds his prized possession hostage.

Level-One: Max, you don’t have time to sleep on it. See, the longer this goes on? The more I’m going to have to shake things up, its only a matter of time before I’m done toying with peoples life’s, careers, and you know…world, before I just say fuck it. Before I throw my hands in the air and tell them I’m done playing games…

Level-One grabs the globe with two hands raising it above his head before smashing it onto the office floor beneath him, causing Max Carter to jump up in defence. Max Carter stares at Level-One with his eyes wide open, frustration is present within his widened sights.

Level-One repays his Max Carters his due reaction with a sly grin before slowly backing up and slipping out of the office leaving Max Carter admiring Level-One’s handy-work with contempt.

Overdrive goes to commercial

[President Jeff]

Chase: Welcome back folks, so far Overdrive has been good but I have just gotten word that camera’s have spotted Jason Royce around the Office of President Jeff.

Harvey: What in the world would Jason Royce have to do in the boss’s office anyway?

Chase: Well I know we will find out soon enough I would think but just when that Happens Cindy will be ready outside the office to get the news when it happens.

Harvey: Well let’s run down the Card so far for shockwave.

Chase: We have for the world heavyweight Championship Jesse Nunez takes on Level One with Pence as the special guest ref. as well we have Rocky Starr taking on Jason Royce and the Overdrive title is on the line as well.

Harvey: I have just gotten word that Jason has emerged from the Office.

The cameras cut backstage with Jason Royce walking out of President Jeff’s office with a bag in hand, and Cindy Shannon is quick to catch up with Jason.

Cindy: Jason, can I get a minute of your time, what exactly did you talk about in their anyway?

Jason: Well Cindy since the whole world wants to know why I was in a meeting with the boss, well Rocky you better well be watching this your little punk ass bitch, the reason behind why I talked to President Jeff is because Rocky had the balls to play the old CWF card. Well I had an idea and since you are still pissed at the fact that I beat you back in the day for what is on my shoulder in this felt bag I figured I would come forward with the idea and the boss loved it.

Cindy: What is in the Bag anyway?

Jason: Well let me show the World, the thing inside this bag is the one thing Rocky Starr held onto or only 1 week and that my fans is the Original CWF Xtreme Title, an since Rocky wants to take this match back to good old days I made this match Rocky a CWF Xtreme title match so let’s see if you really were the Star or the Flop you were and still are so Rocky see you at Shockwave bitch.

Royce walks away and we go back to ringside.

Chase: Another title match added to Shockwave.

Harvey: I hope Royce knows what he’s doing.

Chase: Lets get to our next match.


The silence of the crowd stirs around the atmosphere of the arena as it suddenly becomes disturbed by the sound of a horrific and deafening scream, a white mist begins to seep through from the ramp way, its swirling life source, only to cast itself lovingly into the air and towards the stage. The crowd looks on worried, each and every face being filled with simple fear as their hearts beat rhythmically with the bright-sensitive flickering lights of death… a sickening blue light only to swoon over the crowd. Just as any search light does when picking sight of its criminal… another one only to follow it in its quest. Suddenly a large circle of fire arises in a quick counter-clockwise motion, before exploding upwards as a tall dark figure appears within the center of the flames. Followed just seconds later by the pounding beats of "Psychosocial" by Slipknot, as it blares across the helpless PA system.

Nicky Paige: Making his way to the ring first, weighing in at 260 pounds, from Los Angeles, California, Victor Hades!

Harvey: It's easy to see that Victor Hades is one disturbed man. That will only make him that more dangerous in the ring.

Chase: I think the kids behind us may have wet their pants. I can smell it!

Exhaling calmly he moves casually down the ramp way with the bright white light behind him, as he slides into the ring in a black t-shirt with his logo design across the front clinging securely to his masculine frame. Stepping to the center of the ring while overlooking the crowd disgusted, he lowers his head and brings his fists over his face. He begins throwing clenched fists pounding against his forehead in a violent manner. Screaming words to himself before snapping his head back as his dreadlocks fly from his face, within that moment all four turnbuckle posts are lit up by the explosive pyrotechnics as they erupt. Holding his arms held high with clenched fists, while he then lowers his arms and calmly exhales turning to the stage awaiting his partner. "Warrior" by Kid Rock blasts over the speakers and out steps the man they call: "The Border Control Specialist".

Paige: And his partner, weighing in at 300 pounds, from Brownsville, Texas, “The Border Control Specialist” Ted Bennett!

Chase: I gotta say, I love Ted Bennett! His smash mouth, no-nonsense style is fun to watch!

Harvey: He came up just short against Shadow last week, but it was an impressive debut.

To a chorus of 'boos', he walks down the aisle with an agitated look on his face. Ted Bennettt enters the ring and methodically walks around the ring, waiting for the match to start.

“Row Row Fight the Power” hits the speakers, and the fans erupt into cheers as The Zero and Shamel enter the arena.

Paige: And their opponents, first, weighing in tonight at 240 pounds, The Zero!

Harvey: The Zero may not be one for words, but considering all the big mouths we have here in APW, that might not be a bad thing!

Chase: The Zero lets his actions speak for him, and then if people still don't get it, Shamel is there to drive The Zero's message home!

The Zero walks down to the foot of the ramp and awaits his partner. "King Nothing" by Metallica blasts through the P.A. system and the crowd hits their feet as they await for The Retribution Killer. As the heavy metal guitar solo comes to an end out comes John comes out wearing his normal wrestling attire with his "The Retribution Killer" shirt on. He smiles as he stands in front of the entrance ramp and does his trademarked "Retribution" pose and sparks and fireworks shoot into the air immediately.

Paige: And his partner, weighing in at 265 pounds, from Atlanta, Georgia, “The Retribution Killer” John Green!

Harvey: Listen to the ovation John Green is getting from the crowd! He's easily one of the more popular wrestlers here in APW!

John walks down the ramp with a smile on his face as he slaps some of the hands of fans as he walks past them. Before entering the ring he stops in front of the squared circle looking into the ring and lets out a grin before sliding into the ring with The Zero and standing in the middle of it. The Zero stands there stoically as Green closes his eyes and takes a huge breath before running to the ropes and shaking the top one forcefully. He then lets out a monstrous roar and beats his chest. He walks to the turnbuckle and climbs them to the second rope and points to himself and then once again does his trademarked "Retribution" pose. John hops off and takes off his shirt and throws it into the crowd. His music fades out as he awaits for the bell to ring. Victor Hades and The Zero head to their respective corners as the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Victor Hades and Ted Bennett vs. The Zero and John Green

Harvey: This is a preview for the Fatal Four-Way match we'll be seeing at Shockwave! All four of these men would love to have the advantage going into the pay per view!

Bennett yells at Green, “You're going down quicker than an illegal from Mexico!” to which Green responds by punching Bennett square in the face! Bennett answers back with a punch of his own, and the two men start the match by trading punches back and forth! Bennett winds up for a haymaker, but Green, being the veteran that he is, notices it coming, and dodges the blow, seizing the opportunity to grab a Side Headlock on Bennett! Green wrenches the head a bit before releasing the hold and whipping Bennett towards the ropes! On the rebound, Green jumps up to nail Bennett with a High Knee to the face, sending the Border Control Specialist to the mat! With Bennett down, Green pulls Bennett away from his corner, and towards Green's corner, and once there, he slaps on a Leg Lock! As he torques the knee socket of Ted Bennett, Green reaches his hand out and tags in The Zero! The Zero mounts the downed Bennett, and gives him a series of Headbutts right to the noggin! After a few blows, The Zero pulls Bennett up, and hits him with a beautiful Uppercut! Bennett falls back first into the ropes, and The Zero pulls him out a bit to whip him towards the ropes! The Zero makes the mistake of telegraphing a Back Body Drop, so Bennett puts on the brakes, and clubs him in the back of the neck with a vicious Forearm Shot! Bennett grabs a hold of The Zero's head and drags him towards his corner, clubbing him in the back along the way before tagging in Victor Hades! The crowd boos as Hades pulls The Zero's head up, exposing his neck to deliver the Throat Spike! The Zero is clutching his throat in pain as Hades begins to lay the boots to him! Hades pulls The Zero back up to his feet, and gives him a kick to the gut, hunching the silent warrior over. Hades then runs to the ropes and jumps off the middle one, twisting in midair to hit with a Springboard Scissor Kick! The crowd boos loudly as he goes for a cover, 1...The Zero kicks out!

Chase: Both teams have seemed to be pretty even so far, but that'll change before this one is over!

Harvey: The Zero needs to make a tag if he can.

Back in the ring, Hades goes to pull The Zero back up, and on the way up, The Zero counters with a Jawbreaker! The fans cheer as The Zero starts to make his way towards his corner, but Hades makes it to his first, tagging in Ted Bennett! Bennett rushes into the ring, and runs towards John Green, knocking him off the apron right as The Zero was about to make the tag! The fans boo as Bennett stomps The Zero mercilessly! Ted Bennett then pulls his opponent up to a vertical base, and whips him into the hostile corner! Bennett gives The Zero a few Open Hand Chops before backing up a bit and getting a running start to waffle The Zero in the corner with a Running Body Splash! Bennett then draws the attention of the ref while Hades wraps the tag rope around the neck of The Zero! John Green has made it back up to the apron by this point, and tries to point out the dirty tactics to the ref! Hades drops the rope and acts innocent as the ref turns around. Bennett goes to the corner, and tags in Hades, as John Green looks on anxiously.

Harvey: Unfortunately, Bennett and Hades have been dictating this contest for quite some time. Hopefully The Zero can figure something out here!

Hades pulls The Zero out of the corner, and lifts him up into a Brainbuster position! Hades then jumps up and nails him with the Jumping Brainbuster, drilling The Zero's head into the mat! Hades has a sadistic look on his face as he stalks The Zero, motioning for him to get up. At this point, John Green has started to lead the crowd in clapping to try and will The Zero on. Shamel is helping out with leading the crowd as well! A “Zero! Zero! Zero!” chant gets going, but Victor Hades zones all the cheers out, focusing singularly on his prey! As The Zero gets up to his feet, Hades gets a running start and goes for a Swinging Neckbreaker, but The Zero manages to spin out of it and manages to grab Hades from behind, lifting him up for an Atomic Drop! As Hades holds his bum in pain, The Zero makes a desperate lunge towards his corner, getting the hot tag for John Green! Hades is to his feet as Green enters the ring, and nails him with a Running Clothesline! Ted Bennett enters the ring as well, and gets a Running Clothesline for his efforts too! Green pulls Hades up, and hoists him up for a Suplex, driving Hades' back into the canvas! The crowd is on fire as Bennett gets up, and Green gives him a kick to the gut, pulling him in position for a Head Splitter! The force of the move busts Bennett's head open, as blood starts to slowly trickle from his head! Green yanks Hades up, and pulls him in position for the Head Splitter as well, but as the ref attends to Bennett, Hades uses the opportunity to deliver a stunning Low Blow!

Chase: I hope John Green wasn't hoping to have children anytime soon!

As John Green writhes on the mat with pain, Hades goes in pull The Retribution Killer up. Hades gets John Green back up to his feet, and tries to lift him up for the Closed Casket! However, Green blocks the attempt, and instead counters with a Suplex! Bennett has been helped to his corner by the ref at this point, and Hades and Green begin to crawl to their respective corners! Green makes the tag to the Zero first, who rushes back into the fray like a ball of fire, running towards the opposite team's corner as Hades tags in Bennett! The Zero nails Hades from behind with a Running Headbutt, and tosses Hades through the ropes to the floor! Bennett is slow to get in the ring after being dazed by the Headsplitter earlier, and The Zero takes advantage of this by knocking him to the floor as well! With both his opponents on the floor, The Zero runs to the opposite ropes, and performs a Suicide Dive, taking both his opponents back down right as they've gotten to their feet! The crowd cheers loudly as The Zero rolls Bennett back into the ring, pulls him to a vertical base, and delivers the Power of the Streets Tombstone! He has Bennett pinned, 1...2...3! DING! DING! DING!

Winner: The Zero and John Green

Paige: Here are your winners, by pinfall, John Green and The Zero!

Harvey: What a comeback by The Zero and John Green! I thought Hades and Bennett has this match won on several occasions, but these two men did not give up! What a match!

Row Row Fight the Power plays loudly as the ref raises the victorious team's arms in victory! John and Zero exit the ring and celebrate.

Chase: A big win for these two heading into Shockwave. The we’re partners tonight, but at Shockwave, its every man for himself.

In the ring, Hades helps Bennett to his feet and then lifts him up and drops him on his head with the Voice of Evil. Hades stands over Bennett looking down on him.

Chase: I don’t think Hades liked that Ted cost them the match

Overdrive goes to commercial.

[President Jeff]

Overdrive comes back with a clip from last week of President Jeff accepting Michael Lively’s challenge for Shockwave and then the clip shows Jeff coming down on Streets Throat with a chair, causing him to cough up blood.

Backstage we see Shane West standing next to President Jeff.

Shane: At this time next to me is the owner of APW, President Jeff. Any comments on your actions last week.

Jeff: All I got to say is that Streets got when he had coming. And I hope you see Lively that I am not scared at trying to put an end to careers. I plan on putting an end to yours at Shockwave when I beat you and you don’t get your contract back.

Shane: What do you hope Pence does to Michael later tonight.

Jeff: Later tonight, Lively, I got a surprise for you.

Jeff walks away as we go to ringside.

Chase: What does Jeff mean by that?

Harvey: I don’t know. But what I do know is that we have an update on Streets Wilson’s condition. Our news Reporter Phil was at the Hospital earlier today where Streets Wilson is currently at. Here’s the video footage of that visit.


The scene opens to a hospital bed. Laying inside the bed is a pretty much lifeless man with all sorts of tubes and machinery attached to him. The doctors in the room are conversing intensively. One of them is holding a defibrillator.

Doctor#1: He's non-responsive.

Doctor#2 looking at a monitor: Heart rate is declining!

Doctor#1Looking towards the heavens : DAMN. I'm NOT LOSING ANOTHER ONE!!!

The first doctor preps the defibrillator, rubbing the 2 ends against each other, and then shocks the man in the bed, causing his body to jump nearly a foot off the bed

Doctor#2: ITS NOT WORKING!!

Doctor#1: GOD DAMMIT.

he repeats the process, shocking the man in the bed a second time

Doctor#2: ... Its no use Ted, he's gone... Time of death... 8:30 PM

the doctor with the defibrillator drops it to the ground in slow motion and then falls to his knees

Doctor#1: WHY GOD, WHYYYYYY-

He screams as tears begin to stream down his face

Doctor#2: ... well, we better notify the public... Streets Wilson... is-

the body laying motionless on the bed suddenly jumps up out of it, landing directly on its feet, it rips the tangled sheets off of its body, revealing a nonsensically fully clothed Streets Wilson

Streets Wilson: Streets Wilson is what? THE MAN!

one doctor passes out on the spot, falling and smashing his forehead on the nearby doorknob. The other gasps and turns to run, only to smash his face directly into the still closed door, knocking himself unconscious.

Streets Wilson: All you mere mortals shall now marvel at this: The third coming of the legendary Streets Wilson.

Just then Phil walks into the screen, holding a microphone up to Streets face

Phil: Third?

Streets Wilson: Yes Phil, I was killed in 1999 as well... DUH

an extremely confused looking Phil walks off screen again mumbling to himself

Streets Wilson looking through the camera lenses to the viewing audience: You call that an attack Jeff? I've had my larynx ruptured worse by attacks from my Grandmother. Pussy... At least kill me good enough so I won't come back... Jeez...

Phil walks back on screen

Phil: About that... Just how did you come back to life right now?

Streets Wilson: I'm not really sure I understand the question... Have I not mentioned before that I am a god?

Phil: Well... yes but

Streets Wilson: Well there you go... I don't have to subscribe to the same stupid little "dead" and "alive" rules that you mortals do. I just tell god I've got shit to do, and he says go do it.

Phil: .....

Streets Wilson: We're tight that like that.

Phil: ....

Streets Wilson: me and god I mean.

Phil: I got that part...

Streets Wilson: YOU GOT IT SO STOP CRAMPIN MY STYLE OVER HERE PHIL!

Phil once again walks away

Streets Wilson: Actually come back Phil, hold that mic up while I act cool

Phil once again comes back now visibly annoyed dragging his feet as he does so

Streets Wilson: Yes, maybe you people out there didn’t understand what I’ve been saying for damn near 6 months… even though I don’t know how I could of made it any clearer… Streets Wilson will not go away… Streets Wilson can not be killed. Streets Wilson is not what you would most likely consider “human”. Streets Wilson is an entity all of his own. When Streets Wilson is killed, he comes back ten times stronger, renewed for the battles ahead. I thought I told you that “we won’t stop”.

Phil: There’s only one of you…

Streets Wilson: Oh really?

Phil: Yes.

Streets Wilson: then who’s that?

Streets Wilson points off screen causing the camera to pan over towards the doorway. The door swings open and in walks… Streets Wilson

Streets Wilson: Let’s get this party started

Phil’s jaw drops open. He looks back towards the original Streets Wilson only to realize he is no longer there

Streets Wilson: Now if we can just continue here Phil..

Phil: BUT! HOW!?

Streets Wilson: Forget all that, all anybody needs to know is, Streets Wilson is not dead. Streets Wilson can not die. Streets Wilson will have his revenge. And anybody else who wants a piece of Streets Wilson… then you know where to find me. I’ll be in your mothers bedroom.

Phil: Oh my!

Streets Wilson: Jeff thinks he won a major victory here. But just like countless other fools before him, all he really did was ensure a future beating. Just ask any of the “former stars” that crossed the line with Streets Wilson. Go ask Iggy “the”- oh wait, you can’t. He’s gone. See what everybody fails to realize is the fact that Streets Wilson can not be “washed up”. Streets Wilson’s time can never “pass”. And Streets Wilson is forever in his “prime” The fact that my career has been on a downward spiral for several months doesn’t worry me in the least. I could continue to spiral down: I’d still be better than all the obscure, poetry reading and just plain weird sissy’s that seem to flood the market when I’m not on top. The truth is, Streets Wilson will do whatever he wants. And now, Streets Wilson wants to fight again. Streets Wilson doesn’t want to lose anymore. Streets Wilson has “died”. But in his place… Streets Wilson has risen up from the ashes. That’s the worst case scenario for everyone involved except of course: Streets Wilson. I probably don’t have to tell everyone that at this point I feel revitalized. That at this point I am free from all former distracting thoughts. That at this point I am once again ready to take my throne as the most feared man in the world. hell, everyone said it at one point or another “Streets Wilson has gone from “bad ass” to “bad joke”. Maybe so, the difference between me and the people who say this sort of thing, I WAS the man at one point. I brought to those titles I held something entirely unique and exciting. See, the difference is, I can go there again. Whenever the hell I want. Because I’m Streets Wilson. I’ll revolutionize the sport all over again. How? Well that’s just the beauty of the whole situation… YOU don’t know how. YOU don’t know when. But… everyone who will suffer the consequences of their words and actions: YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.

Streets slaps the microphone out of Phil’s hand and makes the signal to “cut” filming)

[President Jeff]

Overdrive comes back on the air with the APW Overdrive Champion and Slade Craven backstage talking

Shadow: This thing with the Axis of Awesome has gotten out of control.

Slade: Tell me about it. Tonight you fight the Beast and I know for sure that Biggs and Cyrus won’t be far behind.

Shadow: Biggs is trying everything he can to take me out for Shockwave so he can win my title, but its not going to happen.

Slade: We need to stick close together, cause if we don’t, who knows what can happen.

Shadow: Those guys….

Just then out of no where, Shadow is taken down by Biggs and Slade is hit in the back by a chair from Chris Cyrus. Biggs is punching Shadow as The Beast walks into the picture and Cyrus is ordering him around, Beast grabs Slade and picks him up by the throat with two hands and puts him through a near by wall. Slade falls to the ground with pieces of the wall falling on Slade. Biggs, Beast and Cyrus regroup

Biggs: Shadow, The Beast will see you later tonight!

The group laughs as they walk away and we go back to ringside for the next match.

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.

“Scars” by Papa Roach hit’s the PA and Jason Royce comes out with the CWF Xtreme Title in hand.

Paige: Making his way to the ring first, JASON ROYCE!

Royce makes his way to the ring and gets in under the bottom rope and waits for his opponent.

Paige: And his opponent.

"Basic Thugonomics Remix" begins to play on the PA. The fans jump out of their seats cheering. People watching at home see Jesse's titantron playing on their screen for a few moments. Then it returns to the stage area and Jesse is standing there looking down at his feet with his forearms crossed in front of him. He stands there for a few moments as then Jesse lifts his head up and gives a smirk as he then puts his arms in the air doing the “Word Life” hands as the fans cheer. The camera zooms out from the rafters to show the whole arena on their feet. The camera then zooms back in front of Jesse along with his wife Victoria. Jesse is wearing his black "The Prodigy" t-shirt with a chain with dog tags around his neck. He also has on a black hat on his head. The hat reads "The Prodigy" on the front and his name on the back, the hat is tilted slightly to the right of his head so that is barely covering over his right eye but he could still see and you could still see his eye barely. Every time the song starts to scratch, Jesse does the “You Can’t See Me” wave with his right arm which has the black basketball shooting sleeve on it.

Paige: And his opponent, accompanied by his wife Victoria, weighing in at 240 pounds, from Phoenix, Arizona, “The Prodigy” Jesse Nuñez!

Jesse looks around the stadium and sees everybody cheering him around the arena. Jesse then runs and slides into the ring. He slides into the ring. As he stands up he looks around at the fans once more. Jesse walks to the furthest turnbuckle away from him as he climbs to the middle turnbuckle he puts the "Word Life" fingers in the air holding it in both hands, as he does gold sparks fall from the rafters around the ring. Jesse jumps down as the sparks continue to fall; he does the same on the opposite turnbuckle, the sparks end. Jesse then takes his hat off and throws it into the crowd. He also takes off his t-shirt and throws it at the opposite side of the crowd. He walks over to the furthest turnbuckle and he begins to throw punches to get him warmed up. He then takes off his chain with the dog tags on it and hands it to someone at ringside. His theme music begins to die off.

Jesse Nunez Vs Jason Royce

The bell sounds and both men lock up in the middle of the ring with Jesse getting in a side headlock. Jason throws Jesse off into the ropes and goes down to his stomach and Nunez comes back and drops an elbow on Jason’s back and quickly put him in a headlock. Jason fights to his feet and gives Jesse a few shots to the ribs then lifts him up and drops him with a side belly to back suplex. Jason is quick to his feet and starts stomping on Jesse who crawls his way to the corner. Jason pulls Jesse up and chops him. Jason chops him again and Jesse grabs Jason and puts him into the corner and starts punching and chopping Jason then throws him into the ropes and takes him up and over with a hip toss. Jason is up and Jesse dropkicks him and Jason rolls out of the ring.

Harvey: I think that took Jason off guard.

Chase: You gotta be on your game when your in the ring with Jesse Nunez

Jason is pacing around the ring and the ref is up to 4 in his count. Jesse slides out of the ring and starts chasing Jason. Jason slides into the ring and Jesse follows, but Jason cuts him off and starts attacking him, then lifts him up and suplexes him in the middle of the ring. Jason then puts his hand on Jesse’s throat and starts to choke Jesse. 1...2..3..4.…the ref counts and Jason lets go before he gets Disqualified. Jason lifts Jesse up and Puts him in the corner and kicks him hard in the ribs. Jesse comes out of the corner and Jason grabs him and takes him over with a snap mare then dropkicks Jesse in the back of the neck and then covers him.
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Harvey: If Jason stays on Jesse here, he could have him beat.

Chase: Don’t forget, Jesse is the number one contender for the world title.

Jason picks Jesse up and throws him to the corner and runs at him, but Jesse gets his foot up. Jason stumbles back and Jesse runs out, ducking a clothesline and bounces off the ropes and comes back, taking Jason down with a flying shoulder block. Jason gets up and falls into the ropes and Jesse throws him into the opposite ropes and Jesse gives Jason a back body drop. Jason is up and Jesse goes for the Resurrection, but Jason slides out and pushes Jesse off into the ropes and kicks him in the stomach. Jason runs off the ropes and goes for a bulldog, but Jesse holds on to him and counters with a Spinning out Power Bomb. The fans cheer as Jesse sets Jason up and hit’s The KoneXion. Jesse covers.
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Harvey: This is it!

Jesse is up and is getting ready for the Resurrection. Jason is up and Jesse picks Jason up on his shoulders, but Jason falls behind Jesse and pushes Jesse into the ref, but Jesse stops himself before hitting the ref. Jesse turns and Jason gets his thumb into Jesse’s eye. The ref doesn’t see it and Jason lifts Jesse on his shoulder for the GTS. Jason brings Jesse over and brings his knee up, but Jesse catches Jason’s knee. With Jesse holding on to Jason’s leg, Jesse spins Jason around and then grabs Jason’s other leg, trips him down on his stomach and Jesse locks in the PHX! Jason screams in pain, reaching for the ropes.

Chase: Jason has no where’s to go.

Just then, Level One’s music hits.

Harvey: Why does he have to come out now?

Jesse lets go of the PHX and looks towards the entrance way and Level One slowly makes his way out, holding the APW World Title in hand. Jesse yells out to Level One "What are you doing here? This is my match" and Level One just taunts Jesse and out of no where, Royce school boys Nunez and grabs a hand full of tights.
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Winner: Jason Royce

Jason celebrates his victory and gets the CWF Xtreme Title handed to him

Chase: I can’t believe that Jason Royce holds a victory over the Number one Contender for the World Title.

Harvey: He just beat Mr. Test for the Best 2009.

As Jason is celebrating in the ring, and Jesse slams his hands on the mat in frustration as Level One just laughs as Jesse before walking backstage and we go to commercial.

[President Jeff]

Overdrive is back on the air and we see what happened in the ring during the commercial break.

Jason Royce is still celebrating his victory over Nunez. Jumping from the ring barrier is Rocky Starr. He slides into the ring and before Jason notices, Jason gets kicked in the gut and Rocky it’s the Starr Struck (Styles Clash). The fans cheer for Rocky as he picks up the CWF Xtreme Title, looks at it, smiles and nods before dropping it on Jason’s chest. Rocky’s music hits as he exit’s the ring.

Chase: Rocky and Jason will fight at Shockwave in a CWF retrospect match, and the match got more interesting as the CWF Xtreme Title will be defended for the first time in 6 years.

Harvey: The spirit of CWF will live on, on August 30th.

Jesse Nunez is backstage walking down the hall way, in preparation for his match with Jason Royce. In the back of his mind though one of the biggest matches of his life looms in the near future, each day the calendar brings him one step closer to his big day. Although he didn’t show it, he had been bothered by Level-One’s constant assaults both mental and physical. If there was one thing keeping him away from hoisting the APW world championship over his head, it would be Level-One. While confident that he could defeat Level-One, beating him was only half of the battle.

Jesse Nunez quickly snaps his head around; but nobody is there. Jesse Nunez closes his eyes and shakes his head free and continues his march down the hall way. Stopping again, a garbage bin peeks his interest. Approaching with caution Jesse Nunez side steps his destination, and flips the lid covering the garbage bin…

Nobody was there.

Jesse Nunez closed his eyes and kissed the silver dog tags hung around his neck and once again continued his walk. He promised himself he wouldn’t look back. Besides, if Level-One was the man he said he was, he wouldn’t sucker punch him from behind, yet he couldn’t be too sure. Level-One was unpredictable, he’s never exhibited any morals or standards. He learnt that Level-One would do anything to win, hell it came right from his mouth.

And so he was approached, face to face…

Biggs: Did I scare you?

The two men stare face to face; as Jesse Nunez shakes his head back and forth. The sudden appearance by Biggs, peeked Jesse Nunez’s interest.

Jesse Nunez: Yo’ what do you want?

Biggs cracks a grin before wrapping his arm around Jesse Nunez’s shoulder.

Biggs: I just wanted to wish you good luck in your match with Level-One because everyone knows your going to need all of it, Jesse. I know your going to say that you deserve your shot and that you beat me to earn it, but I just want to tell you--earnt or not? There is only one man between us two that can take that title from Level-One and is sure as hell isn’t you, Nunez.

Jesse Nunez quickly shoves Biggs arm off of him, sending Biggs backing up with caution. Jesse Nunez stares at Biggs with intensity burning in his eye which has Biggs second guessing his brave approach.

Jesse Nunez: Biggs your nothing more than another hater, another doubter--another person I am going to have to prove wrong, again. The entire world deep down is doubting me, hop in the back of the line, chump.

Biggs glares at Jesse Nunez, before swiftly marching away. Jesse Nunez turns his back on Biggs and shakes his head back and forth. Jesse Nunez reaches Max Carters door and quickly pushes it open.

Max Carter: Welcome!

Max Carter standing behind his desk, realizes it isn’t who he thought he was and embarrassment quickly flushes throughout his face while Jesse Nunez saunters into his office.

Max Carter: I mean, nice to see you here Jesse. I actually wanted to have a word or two with you.

Jesse Nunez hops into the seat in-front of Max Carters desk. Max Carter takes a seat folding his hands in-front of him, trying to exert his professionalism to the viewers at home.

Max Carter: Jesse, not too long ago Level-One came in here with a few…requests, so to speak.

Jesse Nunez raises an eyebrow of interest.

Jesse Nunez: Yeah, and what? You gave into them or something? Level-One has been trying to avoid my ass kicking for the past month and I ain’t gonna be happy if you let him get away with it, Max.

Max Carter sighs; shaking his head back and forth. Before he opened his mouth he had already shown Jesse that he had it all wrong.

Max Carter: Look Jesse, I’m not saying that the match is going to be changed nor you will you be removed from the title match at Shockwave, what I am saying is that you need to put it together. Your performances as of late have been less then above par.

Jesse Nunez clearly doesn’t want to hear it; none of it.

Jesse Nunez: Listen, I know what your trying to get at, dog. Things haven’t been going the way things should’ve been, but I’m telling you, I have a game-plan and I’m going to put it into action, Level-One ain’t gonna be world heavyweight champion after Shockwave, and you can take that straight to the bank.

Max Carter sighs.

Max Carter: Everyone has a gamelan until they get hit, Nunez. Look, I talked to Jeff last week at a meeting and it is HIS request that you step up your game a little. I hope you understand Jesse that if you can’t put it together by Shockwave it’s going to be a long, long time until you see another world championship match in your view.

Jesse Nunez stands up out of his chair; clearly having enough of Max pep talk.

Jesse Nunez: Look man, are we done here?

Max Carter: Feel free to make your exit anytime now, Jesse. I’m just trying to help you.

Jesse Nunez shakes his head back and forth. Catching his eye, is the sharp shards of glass on the floor resting in a pool of liquid.

Jesse Nunez: You can help me by controlling, Level-One. You can help me by keeping Pence Weatherlight out of my way, and keeping Level-One’s friend Biggs away from me. Max, you can help me by making our match a cage match.

Jesse Nunez turns his back on Max Carter and walks out of his office carrying every bit of defiance with him. Max Carter ponders the thought; but much like the proposals Level-One had made, Max Carter was sure to make no guarantees.

All bets were off.

We go to commercial

[President Jeff]

Pence Weatherlight shocked the world when he positioned himself as a mediator between the world champion and the number 1 contender. While Pence receives a large majority of support; a rare underground movement which has shown distain for Pence Weatherlight VIA message boards have made claims that Pence has made his way into the title picture to disrupt it; rather then call the match straight down the middle, something that clearly Level-One agrees with.

Looking into Pence’s eye it was clear to see that his passion still burns bright. It was clear to see he wasn’t finished with the APW world heavyweight championship, and dreamt of once again holding the glory of the championship proudly above his head. Even if Pence being the fair, honest man he has shown himself to be did call the match down the line--the winner would quickly become the man in his target. The winner was irrelevant…

Pence would rise again.

Max Carter: How can I help you Pence?

Pence stops stroking his chin long enough to realize Max Carter seated at the table in-front of him. Pence shakes his head clear; before acknowledges a pile of broken glass and liquid. Pointing at it, Pence offers up the million dollar question…

Pence: What happened to your ornament?

Max Carter offers up a long drawn sigh, shaking his head back and forth.

Max Carter: Level-One stopped by. Do you know how much that ornament meant to me? Yet, the son of a bitch thinks he can just waltz in here and push me around!

Pence Weatherlight removes his eyes off the broken shards of glass; long enough to sympathize with Max Carter.

Pence Weatherlight: Hey Max, if it’s worth anything you can count on me to set Level-One straight. If I have my way with this; I think I can do the APW some justice.

Max Carter shakes his head back and forth in sombre protest.

Max Carter: Sure, Level-One deserves to be screwed over--but it is my job to ensure that doesn’t happen. Pence, I have a good standing with this promotion and I don’t need to get canned over having some screw job taking place, which undermines the competitive image of the APW.

Pence Weatherlight lowers his head humbly.

Pence Weatherlight: That’s why I’m here, Max. I wanted to apologise for barging in that match the way I had; I should’ve cleared it with you first. With that said though, I’m here to make sure both Jesse Nunez and Level-One have a fair and clean fight at Shockwave. You can’t trust a ref on your payroll as much as you can trust me, Max.

Max Carter observes Pence Weatherlight closely. Pence Weatherlight returns a nod of re-assurance to Max Carter, before continuing on.

Pence Weatherlight: I know what Level-One is crying about, Max. The truth is, if Level-One is better then Nunez than that’s the Level-One I want to beat for the world title. If Jesse Nunez is half the competitor he says he is, then I am going to give him the room to show the world. Max, I just want a chance and I hope you can give it to me.

Pence Weatherlight extends a hand. Max Carter stares at Pence Weatherlight, as if somewhere he held the answers. Approaching with caution, Max Carter extends his hand and the two men shake on it.

Max Carter: It’s official, Pence. You’re the special guest referee, I’m putting my trust in you and I hope you won’t let me down.

The two break their hand shake, as Max Carter nervously looks away, peeking the interest of the curious cool cat.

Pence Weatherlight: Thanks, Max. What in the world are you so down about?

Max Carter lifts his head.

Max Carter: I’m going to have to break this news to Level-One and Jesse Nunez.

The scene cuts to ringside


Dimmu Borgir's “For the World to Dictate Our Death” hits the speakers as the arena lights fade to dim red. A wall of flames erupts from the stage, and The Beast walks through the fire, eliciting loud boos from the crowd. As the flames die down, Biggs and Chris Cyrus join him on the stage, and the two men follow him down the ramp.

Nicky Paige: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 425 pounds, from Parts Unknown, The Beast!

The Axis of Awesome head towards the ring, and when they reach it, The Beast steps over the top ropes, while Biggs and Cyrus slide into the ring. The Beast stands in the middle of the ring and raises his fist up, prompting pyro to shoot from the turnbuckles as Biggs and Cyrus taunt the crowd.

Harvey: These guys make me sick! Not only did they take the AKA out last week, but they've already ensured that Shadow's not going to have any backup tonight thanks to their heinous attack on Slade before this match!

Chase: Divide and conquer, baby! The Axis has been firmly in control of this feud, seemingly staying one step ahead of the AKA at every point!

At this point, “Metalingus,” by Alterbridge, blares over the speakers as Shadow enters to thunderous cheers from the crowd! He has a serious look on his face as he makes his way down the ramp with the Overdrive Championship belt slung over his shoulder.

Paige: And his opponent, weighing in at 295 pounds, from Dallas, Texas, he is the APW Overdrive Champion, Shadow!

Harvey: Despite the Axis of Awesome's cowardice, you're not going to hear one complaint from Shadow! He's never been one to back down from a fight, nor make excuses!

Chase: He's stupid, is what he is!

Shadow slaps five with the fans as he walks to the ring. He steps in through the ropes, and holds his Overdrive Championship high, staring a hole into Biggs, who is trash talking Shadow from behind The Beast! Shadow hands his belt to the ref, and removes his duster, as Cyrus and Biggs exit the ring. The ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Shadow vs. The Beast

Shadow and The Beast both walk to the center of the ring, with Shadow looking up towards The Beast. Shadow takes a swing at The Beast, but it barely even phases him! Shadow punches again, but again, it hardly even effects The Beast. Shadow takes another swing, and the time, The Beast grabs Shadow's fist, and twists Shadow's arm before lifting him up by arm, putting all the pressure on Shadow's shoulder! The Beast tosses Shadow down to the mat, and follows up with a Running Boot the side of the head as Shadow's getting up! As Shadow tries to shake out the cobwebs, The Beast pulls him up by the head, and whips him into the ropes, hitting Shadow on the rebound with a high angled Hip Toss!

Harvey: I can't remember the last time we've seen Shadow Hip Tossed! I don't think we've ever seen it!

Chase: Well, he's in there with a much larger man, which doesn't happen very often, either!

Biggs is yelling instructions to The Beast from the outside, as the big man maintains his focus on Shadow, rolling him onto his belly. With Shadow laid face down, The Beast grabs a hold of both of the champ's arms and places his boot in the small of Shadow's back, pulling back with a vicious surfboard type maneuver!

Chase: He calls that move the Heretic's Fork!

After a few moments, The Beast pulls his boot up and places it on the back of Shadow's head, steps over Shadow! The Beast rolls the dazed champion over and pins him,
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Harvey: Shadow had a head of steam going there, but The Beast is just too physically overpowering for even a man of Shadow's size and strength to deal with!

The Beast grabs Shadow's throat with both hands, yanking him up and lifting him high in the air with both hands! The ref starts the five count, and The Beast just drops Shadow on four! The crowd is deflated as Shadow clutches his throat catching his air. Biggs and Cyrus are looking quite smug on the outside as The Beast pulls Shadow up and hoists him in onto shoulders then pushing him up quickly into a Gorilla Press for a split second and dropping Shadow as he walks calmly out from under him! The crowd looks on in astonishment as The Beast walks towards around the ring smug and confident. Shadow bounces off the mat and rolls to the ropes as the Beast comes running in and delivers a drop kick, like a battering ram, kicking Shadow under the bottom rope to the floor. Cyrus hops on the apron to distract the ref as Biggs gets a cheap shot in by kicking Shadow in the ribs on the outside, drawing loud boos from the crowd! The ref is none the wiser to Biggs' scheme as he turns back to see The Beast step over the ropes and step down to the floor, pulling Shadow up by the head and bouncing it off the steel steps before rolling Shadow back into the ring! The Beast lifts Shadow up into a Stalling Suplex, holding Shadow up for a good 10 or 15 seconds before slamming him down to the mat! The Beast covers the reigning Overdrive Champion, 1
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Chase: I don't think we've ever seen Shadow be physically dominated the way he has been tonight!

Harvey: I'd have to agree with you, but Shadow isn't going down without a fight! He could still pull this out! Still, his undefeated streak in singles matches is in jeopardy tonight!

The Beast has a savage glow in his eyes as he gets to his feet and motions for Shadow to get up as well! As the Overdrive Champion slowly gets to his feet, The Beast runs in, trying to punt him in the head, but Shadow dodges and pops up to his feet, hitting The Beast from behind with a few elbow shots to the back of the head, before shoving The Beast chest first into the corner! As The Beast shambles out of the corner, Shadow has already mounted the next nearest turnbuckle and leaps off the nail The Beast with a Missile Dropkick! The crowd is going bananas as Shadow motions for The Beast to get up, and when the big man does, Shadow wraps his hand around the throat of his adversary!

Harvey: Don't tell me Shadow's going to try to do a Chokeslam on The Beast!

Before Shadow can hoist The Beast up, The Beast gets his hand around the throat of Shadow! Both men are trying to get the advantage while maintaining their hold on their opponent's throat! The Beast tries to kick Shadow's leg out from beneath him, but misses, allowing Shadow to punch The Beast in the face with his free hand, prompting The Beast to release his grip! In an act that can only be described as pure adrenaline, Shadow lifts The Beast up off his feet, ever so slightly, and delivers a short Choke Slam, taking himself off his feet to add to the driving force! The crowd cheers wildly as Shadow's about to go for the cover, but before he can, Biggs and Cyrus slide into the ring and attack Shadow from behind, forcing the ref to call for the bell! DING! DING! DING!

Winner by DQ: Shadow

Shadow turns towards Cyrus first, shoving the Xtreme Champion off before turning his sights on Biggs! Biggs quickly skedaddles out of the ring, and Shadow looks to follow him, but is attacked by Cyrus again! Shadow turns towards Chris Cyrus, and the two trade punches while The Beast is starts to get to his feet! Shadow gets the advantage over Cyrus, and hoists him up for The Eclipse, as he notices The Beast coming at him! Shadow hurls Cyrus forward hitting the Eclipse on him but also driving Chris Cyrus into The Beast!

Harvey: You want to talk about a Texas Tornado, just look at the destruction caused by Shadow.

Chase: This isn’t possible! How can one man be doing this?

Harvey: Shadow has been waiting for the chance to take down the Axis of Awesome. And he is doing it right here, right now!

The fans are on their feet as the bodies of Cyrus and The Beast fuse and crash to the mat Shadow is telling them to get up. Cyrus rolls to his side as The Beast struggles to his feet, and Shadow is calling for the boot! Its at this point that Biggs slides back into the ring with Shadow's Overdrive Championship Belt in his hands, nailing Shadow in the back of the head with it! This gives The Beast the opportunity to pull Shadow up for his Burial Ceremony Two-Handed Sitting Chokebomb, crashing Shadow into the mat! The crowd is booing loudly as Biggs motions for The Beast to pull Shadow up. Cyrus steps in and gives Shadow the Straight to Hell as Biggs mounts the top turnbuckle! As The Beast holds down Shadow's arms and Cyrus holds his legs, Biggs leaps off for the UFO Frog Splash, nailing Shadow's midsection!

Harvey: What a cowardly assault we are witnessing from The Axis of Awesome on Shadow here! They know that Slade isn't able to make the save, so they're taking advantage of the numbers game!

Chase: Well, since Assassin left, the Axis has had the numerical advantage anyways, but 3-on-1 is still better than 3-on-2!

Cyrus and The Beast continue to put the boots to Shadow as Biggs calls for a mic!

Biggs: Shadow, you should have seen this coming! After what we did last week to you and Slade, not to mention our handy work on your buddy earlier tonight, you had to have known that there was no other way for this night to end for you other than with you getting utterly dominated by The Axis of Awesome! I think you knew, Shadow, that this was going to happen, yet you came out here anyways, led by some misguided notion of pride and courage, that even though you knew that the odds were against you, you'd show your character by being brave and not backing down! Well, Shadow, you didn't do that tonight. No. Rather, you showed yourself to be just as predictable and stupid as you did last week!

The crowd boos loudly as Biggs motions for The Beast to pull Shadow's lifeless frame up. The Beast holds Shadow up in a Double Underhook from behind as Biggs grabs Shadow's Title Belt from the mat. Biggs gets right in Shadow's face.

Biggs: Now I know that I am hardly what you could call a good man, but unlike you, Shadow, I'm smart! Thus far, I have been able to manipulate and control your actions so that I could gain the advantage heading into our match at Shockwave! I know that some people will probably call me a coward for the way I've gone about it, but the fact remains, Shadow, is that I've stayed one step ahead of you the entire way. You've yet to even lay a finger on me! But here we are for the second time in two weeks, with you knocked out, and your partner incapacitated.

The crowd is in an uproar, and some fans are tossing garbage towards the ring.

Biggs: (Eerily calm) The truth is, these little battles are insignificant in the big picture. As the Machiavelli stated in his masterwork, The Prince, the ends justify the means, and I subscribe to that notion completely. In the end, Shadow, I will prove you wrong in your words, and I will claim the APW Overdrive Championship, even if it means having to take advantage of any and every opportunity that comes my way, no matter how dirty or underhanded. You won't stoop to the same levels that I am willing to, Shadow, and that's why in the end, I will be victorious. Enjoy your title while you have it...

Biggs hands the Overdrive Championship belt to Cyrus, and then proceeds to slap the unconscious Shadow right across the face, eliciting overwhelming boos from the crowd! “Spaceman” begins to play as The Beast tosses Shadow down, and Cyrus lays the belt across Shadow's back as the Axis exits the ring and heads up the ramp.

Harvey: This feud between Shadow and Biggs is getting way out of hand! We gotta take a commercial break!

[President Jeff]

We come back from commercial break with the Axis of Awesome laughing at what they did to Shadow just moments ago. But they are quickly stopped by Max Carter.

Max: A word boys.

Biggs: What is it Max. We’re done for the night.

Max: I saw your actions out there and I must say, I’m not impressed. Seriously guys, a 3 on 1 attack. And what you guys did to Slade, unacceptable. And uncalled for. Biggs, you have Shadow at Shockwave, but you Chris, you’ll be defending that Xtreme Title of yours at Shockwave, and it will be against Slade.

Chris: Big deal, I took out his buddy Assassin at Test for the Best, and at Shockwave we’ll take out the rest of the AKA.

Max: I’m glad your ok with this. And this little attitude you have about not being “Xtreme”. Well, your fight Slade in a Blaze of Glory match. Set your opponent on Fire to win.

Chris looks calm

Chris: Fine with me Max. Because you know what, I’m a few steps a head of you. I already have a game plan heading into Shockwave. Blaze of Glory match, I’m fine with that. At the end of the night, its going to be Slade who has the problem with it when he’s being burnt to a crisp.

The Axis of Awesome walk past Max as we go to ringside for our main event.



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 as the tron comes to life.



The strobing light beat to the music, and then as the lights flicker again the figure of a hooded figure can be seen.

Paige: From Fort Lauderdale Florida, standing at 6'1" tall and weighing in at 225 lbs he is "THE JESUS" MICHAEL LIVELY!!!

The I am JESUS pose is given then the hood is flipped back reveling Michael Lively as blue sparks shoot up from the floor behind him. Lively then begins to walk the ramp to the music, rolls into the ring, walks to the ropes in between 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 embracing the overwhelming boo's from the crowd as the music stops. The fans suddenly curb their boo's knowing that any second Lively's opponent is heading toward the ring. Just then the lights start flicker red, white, and blue, the fans erupt in to chants and then the lights die out and then static appears on the screen in front of the entrance ramp. Miniature explosions explode all over the screen and then the lights start flashing red, white, and blue again as "Come to Life" by Alterbridge starts playing. The announcer shouts out as loud as he can over the fans

Paige: From Hershey, Pennsylvania standing at 5'11" tall and weighing in at 250 lbs Here....is....PENCE..........WEATHERLIGHT!!!!!

The fans start chanting "WEATHERLIGHT" as Pence emerges on the ramp 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, just prior to looking over to the bastard Michael Lively who seems anxious to get this contest underway.

Michael Lively Vs Pence Weatherlight


The bell rings and the two men circle each other, then Lively stands his ground throwing a smirk toward Pence. Weatherlight then steps in the face of Lively looking into his eyes. The smug look on Michael's face sends the fans into a fury as they begin to chant for Pence to swing. Lively hears this and eggs the man to take the first shot by sticking out his chin.

Harvey: Lively's chin is like granite

Chase: Aren't all wrestlers chins like granite, you never see them getting knocked out like those weak ass UFC guy's.

Harvey: That’s why wrestling is so much better.

Lively tired of the stale mate then launches a Hefty wad of spit right into the eye of Pence. Weatherlight then takes a hack at Lively who was prepared for the action and ducks the punch countering it with a knee to the mid section. Michael quickly transitions and rolls him over to his back for the pin.
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Pence kicks out after the one count. Lively scrambles up as does Pence. Lively springs upward and then nails a drop kick right in the face of Pence who tumbles to his back. Both men rise again, Lively just a tad bit faster and drops Pence with a Hart Attack side clothesline. The JESUS gets up, runs for the ropes jumps for the middle one and Lion saults backwards right on top of Pence. and hooks the leg.

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Kickout by Pence. Lively gets up looking frustrated with the ref as if it was his fault for counting too slow. Once Pence is up to his feet he locks Lively in a reverse DDT and drops the mans head to the mat. Lively quickly rolls to his stomach clutching his head. Pence backs up as the fans pop for his momentum change. Lively gets up and Weatherlight locks the arms of the JESUS in a full neson. He cranks it for a moment and then hoists Lively up with his strength and slams the man to the mat following it up with nasty elbow drop. Pence locks the self proclaimed savior of APW into a hammer lock on the ground. Lively tries to fight off the hammer lock and the two men struggle to their feet. Pence then hoists Lively up for an Olympic slam dropping him back first to the mat. Michael arches his back in pain as Pence rises to his feet. He grabs Lively's ankles and rolls the mans body sitting down in Boston Crab. Lively's face shows the agony he is in as the ref asks him if he has had enough. The White Lion screams no and begins clawing at the canvass. Lively reaches out for the ropes, and bounces his finger off the bottom one a few times before getting a good clutching on it. The ref forces Pence to break his hold. He quickly gets up and drops an elbow in the back of Lively. He then drops another elbow and then grabs the JESUS by his hair standing him up. Lively is then lifted high into the air held for a moment so the blood can rush to his head, and then is violently dropped to the mat with a suplex by Pence. Weatherlight floats over and hooks the leg of Lively for a pin.

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Kick out by the JESUS. The two men get up and Lively counters real fast with a stiff boot to the stomach of Pence. Lively then grabs the mans head placing it between his legs.

Chase: He's going to try to hit the Lions Bite flipping piledriver.

Harvey: He might be able to. finish here if he nails that.

Lively tries to flip him over but Pence powers out and slams Michael Lively head first to the mat with a modified Alabama Slam. Pence climbs to the second rope leaps out and his leg drop lands right across the throat of Lively. He then covers Michael up for a pin.

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Kickout by Lively. The two me rise to their feet and begin exchanging blows in a fury. Lively ducks one of Pence's blows and then hooks him into a rock bottom. Lively lifts him into the air, and the drops him on his knee prior to letting the move go. Lively rapidly climbs to the top rope corkscrews into the air and drops an elbow on the Pence's chest. Lively then goes for the cover.

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Kickout by Pence. Lively backs up then charges toward his opponent nailing him in the side of the head with a shinning wizard. Pence topples over sideways as Lively front flips a leg drop on Pence. Lively springs to his feet and strikes an I am JESUS pose which sends the crowd into a deafing chant of "FUCK YOU JESUS".

Harvey: Lively is one of the most hated men ever in the history of wrestling.

Chase: And these fans spare no expense in showing their hatred for this man.

The chorus of boo's is interrupted as Raining Blood by Slayer his the PA

Harvey: What the hell...

Chase: It's President Jeff.

Lively turns and looks toward the entrance ramp as the fans explode into excitement for Jeff's arrival in the arena. Jeff has a mic in his hands and hold sit up.

Jeff: Just a second ref, suspend the match for just a brief second.

The ref then steps in between the two men as Pence struggles to egt to his feet and sees what is going on. Lively back up and leans on the ropes with a look of disgust.

Jeff: As President of APW I am making a few changes to this match. From in my office it seemed to be somewhat uneventful, a lack of action if you will. So right here right now I am making this match a little more interesting. Lively, the Prelude is now banned from this match, so that in no way shape or form can you nail it or you will be IMEDIATELY disqualified, ooooh and lets add the SUPERKICK to that list of banned moves.

The fans erupt.

Chase: He just took two big plays away from Lively.

Harvey: Hopefully he can finish a match with out either of those.

Jeff: That’s not it, Pence. You have pissed me off very badly here tonight. I have no other choice but to punish you right here and right now. For the rest of this match you are authorized to do whatever is necessary to win you match. If you wish to mash Michael Lively's brains in with the ring bell then do so, if you wish to take a knife and carve a fancy smile in his face then it's legal, the point is get the job done, oh and gentleman I think the match continues NOW!!!

Harvey: Jeff just made it damn near impossible for Lively to walk out of here the winner.

Chase: And just sanctioned Pence to use any means necessary to soften him up for Shockwave.

Michael Lively run toward Pence taking him down with a superman flying shoulder tackle. Pence hits the mat rolls over and gets to his feet rapidly. Lively charges toward Weatherlight who ducks down drives his shoulder into Michaels midsection, and whips him body into the air around to the mat with a Spinebuster.

Harvey: There it is....The Battle Testimony!

Chase: This could be it...

Pence rolls over hooking the legs of Lively.


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Almost but NO!!! Lively somehow kicks out. Pence gets up a little disturbed that the JESUS managed to kick out of his nasty finisher. Pence still in the kneeled down position grabs lively by the hair and begins drilling his fist into the mans forehead. Pence stands dragging Lively to his feet. With an Irish whip Lively is sent into the turnbuckles back first. Michael staggers out and falls forward to the mat. Pence unties the turnbuckle pads then walks over to Lively standing over him with an intense look burning in his eyes. Lively is grabbed up once more, and then whipped into the exposed steel. Pence then pulls Lively out once more and then forces him violently back into the corner. He does this once more then ducks down and then drops Lively to the mat once again with his

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Lively manages to get his foot on the ropes. Pence slams his fist on the mat, then rolls Lively out through the bottom of the ropes. Michael hits the floor and Pence follows him out. Weatherlight walks toward the time keeper who by this point in his career knows this means get out of the chair someone bigger needs a weapon. Pence folds the steel make shift waffle iron for the skull up and turns toward Lively. The Hottest Shit Going staggers to his feet once more and thrust a super kick toward Pence.

Chase: Why would he move, the match would have been over if he just let Lively connect?



***CRACK***



Harvey: That’s why, a solid chair shot to Lively's skull makes for more fun.

Chase: Watch out...

Lively slinks sideways and falls ontop of the announce table. Pence grabs him by the head a slams him face first into the table top. Lively body slithers to the floor slowly, as Pence grabs on of the monitors from the table. He waits like a wild animal about to strike their prey as Lively grabs the apron for assistance. The man musters the strength to get upright and with wobbly legs turns around just in time to catch a monitor to the forehead splitting him wide open. The fans cheer anytime Lively gushes, possibly hopping it will be bad enough they may never have to see him again. Pence throws the monitor to the floor, grabs Lively and slides him into the ring. Pence sees a water bottle on the announce table, and snatches it up. The unscrews the cap as he walks for the stairs. He takes a big swing as he enters the ring, then takes another as he throws the bottle into the crowd. Lively tires to stand and gets some assistance fro Pence. He yanks the back of Lively's hair, and spits water right into his face. He then turns and begin slamming the mans already gushing forehead repeatedly into the exposed turnbuckle. Blood begins to stream like a faucet from Lively's forehead. Pence drags the man out from the corner, and then irish whips him across the ring. Pence drops his head, Lively quickly pinches his legs together, leaps forward and front flip piledrives Pence to the mat.

Chase: DAMN IT!!!

Harvey: GOD DAMN IT!!!

The fans leap to the feet and send the noise meter to it's limits with the loud rumbling of hatred for the fact Lively just countered with the Lion's Bite. The man drags himself over to the body of Pence, tries to hook a leg but doesn't have the strength and just lays there as the ref slide in for the count.

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Kickout by Pence. Lively just rolls over looking up to the sky as needing some assistance from above. The man tries to get to his feet, but has a little trouble. Pence rolls over and shakes off the cob webs real fast. He charges Lively who jumps up connecting with a perfectly executed flying knee right on the mush of the former world champion. Pence drops face first out of the ring through the ropes as Lively falls backward hooking his arms on them for balance. He looks out to the floor and gets frustrated. He knows he can't beat the man out there, nor does he have the strength to try and roll him back in the ring. Lively then climbs to the top rope, looks toward Pence, and drags his finger across the throat as if signaling for his finisher.

Harvey: He can't hit the Prelude or he will loose.

Chase: Please nail it you arrogant bastard.

Lively then leaps outward inverting his body into a shooting star press. The man comes around and drops a knee right into the skull of Pence.

Chase: DAMN HIM, he inverted it to something else.

Harvey: That’s alright, Pence is the man he will get the job done.

Lively rolls over grabbing his knee in agony as Pence rolls over holding his forehead. Blood begins running through the hands of Weatherlight who gets up to his knees. He wipes his forehead and wipes the blood off on the mat outside the ring. The man stands looks toward Lively who has just gotten up but not looking his direction. Pence runs over as Lively turns his head get almost decapitated with a brutal clothesline that sends Lively's body twisting through the air.

Lively rolls over grabbing his knee in agony as Pence rolls over holding his forehead. Blood begins running through the hands of Weatherlight who gets up to his knees. He wipes his forehead and wipes the blood off on the mat outside the ring. The man stands looks toward Lively who has just gotten up but not looking his direction. Pence runs over as Lively turns his head get almost decapitated with a brutal clothesline but Michael Lively ducks!

Harvey: Down goes the ref! The ref is out!

Pence Weatherlight lands onto of the referee; his blood soaking the referees shirt in the process. Pence Weatherlight pushes himself up off the referee and turns right into a flying Pele kick by Michael Lively! Michael Lively looks down at Pence Weatherlight and then at the downed referee; when suddenly, Michael Lively’s eyes expand with a hint of surprise.

Harvey: What the hell is he doing out here!?

Chase: That’s Level-One standing on the ramp and he’s wearing a referee’s shirt!

Level-One nods to Michael Lively who quickly shuffles Pence Weatherlight closer to the ropes, hooks the legs, and extends his own on the ropes for leverage, all the while Level-One sprints down the ramp to a stadium full of boos! Level-One slips into the ring, and quickly counts the pin…

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…Level-One is pulled out of the ring!

Chase: What the hell was that? That camera man just pulled Level-One from the ring!

Harvey: I don’t think that’s a camera man, Chase!

Level-One can’t believe what has just happened, and before he can react he’s decked with a short armed clothesline from the camera man. The man removes his glasses, pulls off his cap, and rips off his shirt to expose a ref jersey!

Harvey: It’s Jesse Nunez!

Jesse Nunez quickly hops up on the apron, arguing with the JESUS himself. From behind Pence Weatherlight bloodied and beaten rolls Lively up from behind, as Jesse Nunez jumps through the ropes eagerly counting the pin.

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Harvey: This is the ridiculous, we need a REAL referee in here!

Chase: I’m sure Level-One only came out, because deep down he knew Jesse Nunez was dressing up as a camera man!

Level-One eagerly jerks Jesse Nunez to his feet, nailing him with shots to the stomach with his knee. Once he’s down with his assault, Level-One tries to hook the arms for the Level-Advance, but Jesse Nunez scoops Level-One up with his back, but Level-One is able to land back on his feet. Level-One with a clothesline, but Nunez ducks! Nunez grabs Level-One’s arm, scooping him up on his shoulder for the Resurrection but is pulled off Jesse Nunez’s shoulder by Michael Lively!

Harvey: Former rivals are helping each-other out tonight, I can’t believe it!

Chase: This is crazy, we’ve lost all order in this main-event!

Michael Lively pats Level-One on his shoulders, before quickly tossing him over the top rope to the outside. Pence Weatherlight rises to his feet and rushes towards Jesse Nunez, rocking him with a clothesline which sends Pence Weatherlight spilling over the top rope! Pence Weatherlight turns around but Michael Lively has him locked in his sights. Tossing Pence’s arm over his neck, he picks him up and drops him with the Heavy Artillery, rock bottom!

Chase: Michael Lively just ate his own finisher, HAHA!

Harvey: No, not like this! Lively hooks the leg!

The referee is finally able to emerge from his slumber to slowly count the pin fall…

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Winner by pinfall: Michael Lively

Michael Lively rises his hands in victory, while Level-One and Jesse Nunez gather themselves up off the floor. Before another wild battle can ensue, Max Carter makes his way out onto the ramp with a microphone in hand.

Max Carter: Level-One and Jesse Nunez, since your both out here I guess it’s time to own up to what exactly is going to happen with your match at Shockwave!

The crowd stirs with excitement.

Max Carter: First, Pence Weatherlight WILL be the special guest referee at Shockwave!

The crowd goes insane.

Max Carter: And now lastly, both Level-One and Jesse Nunez had a visit to my office. Both brought great points to the table; but unfortunately I couldn’t make them all happen, but I have managed to come out here tonight with a game-plan, I hope you both enjoy. Jesse Nunez, if you lose this match, you will NOT get a re-match at the APW world championship.

Mixed reaction from the crowd; Jesse Nunez merely nods his head as Level-One cracks a sadistic smile.

Max Carter: And Level-One, to even things up--considering you believe Jesse Nunez is so far out of your league, you are going to have to pin Jesse Nunez for a SIX count to be awarded the victor of the match!

Harvey: WHAT? 6 Seconds?

Chase: Level One is gonna have to Kill Nunez to make that happen!

The crowd; cheers, while Level-One stands by ring side, kicking the fan barriers in anger. Max Carter’s music hits as he paces backwards and through the curtains, leaving Level-One and Jesse Nunez staring at each-other from afar while Michael Lively continues to showboat with a JESUS pose in the middle of the ring as the show comes to a close.