Overdrive - Helsinki, Finland (10/07/09)

[President Jeff]

Overdrive opens up with a recap of last week’s show with Pence standing tall over Level One and then we cut to 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: We are less than 3 weeks away from One Night in Hell and what an event its shaping up to be.

Harvey: But tonight, in our main event, a huge tag team match up, The Axis of Awesome will take on the O’Connor Brothers.

Chase: The tag division has been heating up lately here in APW.


As the music of AFI stirs the filled arena to a high frustration level as they know exactly what is coming their way, Michael Lively very arrogantly struts toward the ring stopping every few feet to mad dog the fans who shower him with so much hatred. In ultra heel form he just offers up a nice shit eating grin which tells everyone of them that he is truly better then them. The man rolls into the ring, springs to his feet and strike that ever so famous I Am JESUS pose. The echoing boo's from the fans threaten the structural integrity of the roof as the blast their overwhelming show of disdain for Michael Lively. The self proclaimed savior of APW walks over leaning down asking for a microphone. The time keeper meets lively and place just that in his hand.

With a swagger in his step he once again takes center ring looking towards one of the cameras. He lifts the microphone to his lips and is greeted with the infamous chant.

"FUCK YOU JESUS...FUCK YOU JESUS...FUCK YOU JESUS!!!"

Lively eats it up for a minute before interrupting the crowds fun with a loud "SHUT THE HELL UP!" This does nothing but excite the APW faithful to a higher level of sounds as they berate Michael Lively. Silence eventually comes over the arena and Lively holds the microphone up to begins his rant.

Lively: "You stupid mindless idiots...you don't realize what you need, what is good for the business. You boo the JESUS, yet I'm the one you all have come from miles to see. It's cool to deny me, it's the thing to do. No one wants to be seen in public as a Michael Lively mark, but behind closed doors, in the privacy of your homes I'm like the porn on your computer, the skeleton in your closet because you secretly wish, want and chant for the JESUS when no one else is around. The proof is in the pudding. The ratings come back week after week when I have a segment or a match the spike in viewer ship rises. So boo all you wish, chant the ridiculousness you want to spew, but the JESUS knows how you fucking marks really feel."
The fans erupt in hatred as Lively simply cuts them off.

Lively: "So for the company that I help build, the brand I help make famous, and the show I ruled with an Iron fist of righteousness I offer up this small token. The savior has come to Overdrive this week to give you people something of solid gold quality. A match of with an extreme caliber. You see tonight you don't only have Michael Lively versus the snot nosed brat J-Mart, but something I have been working on for sometime is about to come to fruition. You see this old wrinkled bastard BDC has been ducking my challenges, and hiding from my invitations. He is a man of leisure now, he feels all that he has accomplished is good enough. Which proves his laziness, and shows that he is a talent less hack that does just what he needed to get by. The new generation is what handwork, and dedication is all about. That’s why you see record constantly getting broken in every sport on the planet. The modern day athlete far surpasses the jabrone type slacker athlete from the BDC's era. You see this droopy nut sack having Geretol sipping son of a bitch could have just simply enjoyed retirement, he could have just went to his daily game of bridge with the other old ladies in his Assisted Living Facility, and had his diaper changed every hour on the hour, but instead he chooses to constantly stick his rosey red nose where it doesn't belong. When ever he stares at the memories of his pathetic run in this business and his heart begins to ache mssing what he had, he decides to run his mouth, jab his comments into place where quite frankly he doesn't belong. His arrogance his so overwhelming, and can not be tolerated."


Chase: "Isn't that the kettle calling the pot a tea maker"

Harvey: "Uhhh...it's the pot calling the Kettle black you retard."

Lively: "You see BDC no one cares what you did in your day, no cares about your brief run, all they can remember is how your are constantly tainting whatever you had with you repeated ramblings of insanity which prove that Alsimers has surely set in. No fear though, I'm am here to finaly drop the lid closed on your career and lower that coffin into the ground where it belongs. When the JESUS finally gives you that ass whipping that has been lacking in your jabroney ass career, the fans, myself, APW, and most importantly your family will not have to be embarrassed by you. We will no longer have to stomach you pilled up, medicated ramblings. So do us the favor BDC, bring that walker to the ring. We will have the timekeeper assist you in the ring."

Lively then reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a piece of rolled up paper

Lively: "BDC, this is a contract fresh off the desk of Max Carter. He knows the money this would bring to APW. The sad thing is he granted me this contract with a little reluctance. He knows you are unreliable, unstable, and most of all a chicken sh**. I have already signed my portion of the contract all that we need is for you to scribble your three letters on the dotted line."


Just then the crowd explodes with excitement as BDC's music hits and the tron lights up with the image of his entrance video. The fans usually have nothing but hate for the BDC, but they seem to be cheering for the fact that this match up could be amazing. They are equally excited for the confrontation that is about to happen. Smoke clears from the entrance ramp as an old man with a walker begins putting his way out onto the stage. He stops briefly and lifts an arm in the air. The fans quickly take a shit on Michael Lively's swerve as they realize that BDC is not coming out only a cheap, old, and haggard imitation. The man waddles to the ring as his arms shake from Parkinson’s. Lively begins jumping up and down in excitement and rolling his neck as if preparing himself for a confrontation.

Chase: "Lively will stoop to anything, this guys is really a disgrace to the APW"

Harvey: "I don't know, this is kind of amuzing."

The "OLD BDC" stops at the stairs, tosses the walker aside in a fit of rage. He then stomps up the steps walks along the ring apron and tries to step over the top rope. He barely gets his leg up to the bottom rope then falls through entering the ring. He quickly stands as some of the fans chuckle while other seem to be taking a shit on the Lively swerve. The "OLD BDC" walks over and snatches the contract out of Lively's hand and throws it to the ground before spitting on it.

Lively: "You see, you scared old bitch...you don't want any piece of the JESUS because you know that if you did, I would burry you."

The "OLD BDC" then rips the mic from Michael Lively's hands. Some of the fans cheer for this as they no longer have to hear Michael Lively spew his garbage.

Old BDC: "Ya-ya-ya-you young whipper snapper. I-i-i-in my day I would have taken you over my knee and show you who is your daddy."

Lively quickly rips the microphone back from the imitation BDC.

Lively: "You want to spank me while I call you daddy...I knew you were sick but I had no idea just how sick you perverted old ass was."

The "OLD BDC" seems to have had enough and grabs the mic back once more.

Old BDC: "Who needs a contract, or to wait for the PPV, we can do it right here Lively."

The old man takes a hack at Lively who just catches the fist. Michael spins the old man around in a million dollar dream clutch. Lively then hoists the man into the air slamming him back first to the mat. The old man arches up in pain and rolls to his side. The JESUS sneaks around, and perches himself in a staggered position Just as the man clutches the ropes and pulls himself to his feet Lively's foot collides with his chin.

Harvey: "That was fantastic, Lively just took out BDC with a superkick."

Chase: "That is not BDC"

Harvey: "A guy can pretend, it makes the experience a whole lot better."

The "OLD BDC" flails backwards as his body hits the ropes and cause him to fall forward. Lively hoists him up by his hair and places the mans head between his legs. The JESUS turns toward the middle of the ring, spins his fist signaling for the Lions Bite front flip piledriver. He nails it in the middle of the ring as the fans no longer wish to se an old man get decimated in the ring and express that very loudly with a chorus of boo's. Michael Lively eats it up a few second before dragging the man toward the corner and climbing up to the top rope.

Chase: "Now he is going to hit the Prelude, I mean it's so not necessary."

Harvey: "I want to see it, this is like a car wreck you can't help but watch."

Lively then nails the shooting star leg drop on the "OLD BDC" he then rolls to his knees right above the mans face, pulls his open the crotch flap on his tights that he had made custom for him by Twister.

Harvey: "Whoa, OK maybe he is going to far now."

Lively then holds a hand in the air as he begins to count three on his own. As he gets to two the fans explode into cheers. The real BDC sprints to the ring and Lively sees the man charging the ring. As he slides in Lively jumps to his feet as his apple bag swings back and forth. The mans tries to ready himself but catches a big boot from BDC. Lively slams to the mat causing his fruit sack to flop around some more. The fans begin laughing hysterically as Lively seems to be getting his ass whipped with his balls out. The man quickly rolls over stands ducking another boot from BDC. He steps to the side as his jingle balls jingle, he then shoots a superkick toward BDC. The big man catches the boot in the air, and drives a knee into the loose wee-nutts of Lively. The JESUS falls to the mat holding his jewels. Just then the fans roar with excitement as BDC's attention is brought toward the entrance ramp. Max Carter has made himself known, and has a microphone in hand.

Max: "Enough, enough, enough!...Lively put your balls away. I and the fans have no interest or need in watching you flaunt your little baby marbles inside my ring. BDC, Lively the two of you must stop interrupting my show. At this very moment I am supposed to be showing an Skittles Commercial where a Goat with a boys head talks about how tasty the rainbow is. I'm not sure what’s creepier, goat boys licking rainbows, or Michael Lively's child like scrotum."

The fans explode in laughter at Max's disrespecting of Lively.

Michael Lively then stands looking rather sick to his stomach, and a little pissed off about the comments made from Carter.

Max: "Alright, maybe this is what we do? Lively you obviously want a match with BDC. BDC you obviously have no interest in wrestling just running your mouth, and coming out here to try and play with some guys balls."

Huge pop from the fans

Max: "Maybe next week we settle this. I'm thinking about a best of three special challenge. The winner gets their wish. BDC if you make it out of my challenge then Lively will drop this useless obsession with you, and I promise he will no longer serenade you with his tea bag."

More laughter.

Max: "And Lively if you win, then at the PPV...One Night In Hell, you get your wish and BDC will have to face you in a match."

BDC picks up the microphone, and holds it to his mouth. Max quickly cuts him off.

Max: "You'll find out next week BDC just exactly what my best of three challenge is, now if you too are done with the Club Flex naked man party I have a commercial to show, the ring crew must disinfect the canvass and these fans will get what they paid to see a wrestling match, not some quirky wet dream Michael Lively production."

Max Carter then turns to exit backstage as the show goes to commercial.

[President Jeff]

Chase: Welcome back to Overdrive, and we ready for our first match of the night.

"Hate Me Now" by Nas feat. Puff Daddy hits the PA as Joe Martinez storms out from behind the curtain to an arena full of cheering fans. He points to the up to the roof of the arena. Joe makes his way down the ramp, with a serious look of determination on his face.

Paige: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 225 pounds, from Chicago, Illinois, Joe Martinez!

Harvey: Here comes the self-proclaimed Greatest of All Time, and while I feel that Martinez still has some way to go in earning that moniker, I must say that I like this kid a lot! Hopefully he'll be able to get some momentum tonight by getting a victory over the former APW Champion, Michael Lively.

Chase: Not likely for the man who names himself after livestock! Lively is a formidable competitor, and he'll be looking to get the W tonight as well!

Harvey: Still, it's not smart to sell J-Mart short!

Joe pauses between the ramp and the ring apron and looks around the arena. Thousands of fans are chanting his name. He walks over to the steel steps and jogs up them. He climbs the turnbuckle while still on the outside of the ring. He closes his eyes and absorbs the roar of the crowd. He raises one arm in the air. The crowd goes wild. Joe slowly lowers his arm and swiftly turns around, staring deeply into the eyes of his opponent. He leaps down into the ring and walks over to the turnbuckle on the opposite side of the ring. He climbs the turnbuckle and does the same on that turnbuckle as he did on the first. When he swiftly turns his head, he stares down his opponent until his entrance music dies off.

Paige: And his opponent, already in the ring, weighing in at 225 pounds, from Fort Lauderdale, Florida, “The White Lion” Michael Lively!

Chase: Lively is one of the premiere competitors here in APW! Martinez will have his hands full here tonight!

Harvey: Lively may be skilled in the ring, but he's so gosh darn arrogant! Look for Martinez to capitalize on any openings Lively gives him, which may be many considering how lowly Lively thinks of J-Mart!

Lively strike the JESUS pose embracing the overwhelming boo's from the crowd and the ref calls for the bell! DING! DING! DING!

Michael Lively vs. Joe Martinez

Martinez rushes in towards Lively, who takes him down to the mat with a Drop Toe Hold! Lively taunts his downed opponent as J-Mart holds his nose in pain. The White Lion then pulls Martinez up to his feet and whips him into the ropes, hitting him on the rebound with a Flying Knee to the Face! The crowd boos as Lively gives Martinez a couple of boots to the ribs before pulling him up and dragging him to the corner. Lively bounces J-Mart's head off the turnbuckle about six times before turning him around and sitting him up on the top rope. Lively then gets a running start, leaps up to the top rope right beside Martinez, and springs up to pull him off the turnbuckle with a beautiful Hurricarna! The fans are livid as Michael Lively strikes the “JESUS” pose with his back turned towards Martinez!

Harvey: Lively is showing absolutely no respect to his opponent tonight!

Chase: And rightfully so! Martinez has been going around like he's the toast of the town, and Lively's proving him wrong tonight!

Lively is doing obscene gestures towards the crowd as Martinez is slowly coming to. The former APW Champion is still harassing the fans as Martinez crawls up behind him and tries to go for a School Boy Pin, but Lively rolls through and gets to his feet, nailing Martinez right in the face with a stiff Kick! Lively goes for a nonchalant cover, leaning on his side with his cheek propped up on his fist, counting along with the ref
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Martinez kicks out! Lively is not phased at all, and stays focused, getting to his feet and pulling Martinez up with him. Lively then pulls J-Mart in position for a Piledriver, flipping over his opponent to pull off the Lion's Bite! The fans are still upset as Lively climbs to the top rope, and leaps off, performing a Shooting Star Leg Drop, which he calls the Prelude! Lively nails it, and gets up to his feet, putting one foot on the chest of Martinez
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Paige: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Michael Lively!

Harvey: That could barely have been called a match! It's like Martinez didn't even show up tonight!

Chase: Lively put the self proclaimed GOAT in his place tonight, showing why he is a former APW Champion!

Harvey: With emphatic wins like that, I don't think it will be much longer before we talk about Lively being in the APW Championship picture again!

“Misseria Cantare” blares over the speakers as Lively struts around the ring, celebrating his victory! He takes one look down at his opponent, and shakes his head, laughing while doing so. He exits the ring and heads up the ramp as the fans continue to boo and we head backstage

Cutting backstage the scene flips to Shadow standing in front of AKA's locker room door on a cell phone, appearing to be speaking with one of the members of AKA. Shutting his phone slowly while appearing to be pleased with what he had just heard Shadow turns only to be nearly lifted off the ground and pinned to the wall. A very pissed-off and very impatient Victor Hades appears on the screen, standing face to face with Shadow. The arena suddenly explodes into boo's as Hades holds Shadow up a few inches off the ground, who glares back at Hades as he does the same.

Shadow-"What the fu-?"

Shadow immediately pauses as Hades leans in a bit closer, holding a fixed cold stare on Shadow who appears a bit frustrated as well.

Victor Hades-"You listen to me and you listen good boy-I don't care how many of you I have to deal with tonight. I don't care whose match it is or who's running the damn show. You tell your boy Slade that Nunez is MINE, so when things pick up tonight...he either gets the hell out of my way-or he gets ran the fuck over. Are we clear?"

Shadow holding his grip around the tattooed wrists of Hades, as he dangles off the ground nods slowly.

Victor Hades-"I said ARE WE CLEAR??"

Lowering his head while his eyes remain narrowed and displeased, Shadow nods once more and mutters.

Shadow-"Yeah, yeah we're clear..."

Hades drops Shadow and slightly gives a "shove" into the concrete wall before storming off, as Shadow remains still watching Hades with disgust as we go to commercial.

[President Jeff]

Backstage in their locker room the O'Connors prepare for their first-ever Main-Event match tonight, stretching out and lacing up their boots as they sit along the bench. Neither man has ever set foot into the Main-Event spotlight before and tonight will be the first of many, as both brothers look to begin a first night of history. Coming off a close but tough loss two weeks ago to the AKA, both are looking to redeem themselves against the Axis.

Austin-"Agh-hard to believe these damn runners even still fit me anymore, shite the blood stains still trail over me damn heels."

Austin chuckles, as Aidan seated beside him rolls a bit of wrist tape out along his wrists tightening the length for safety.

Aidan-"Aye, at least they're still fit enough to give a good ol arse kickin' yeah? I can't honestly remember the last time we gave a wanker a run for their money."

Aidan pauses his taping along his wrist as he stares off in the distance, trying to recall the last ass-kicking they dished out.

Austin-"The Italian prick who stopped us on the way out of Roy's ol bar, 'course he kind of had it comin'."

The brothers chuckle.

Aidan-"Aye, say you ready for this tonight...I mean this is our big break right here man. We get to step up tonight on the Main-Event lads and show em' what we can do, I'm talking some serious gratuitous violence brother."

Tilting his head Austin peers up at his brother with a grin and nods carefully.

Austin-"Aye, let's go out there and show that wee-little leprechaun how the true fighting Irish kick some arse."

Aidan-"It's time we show that Irish bastard he's accountable for the things he's said, and tonight his talent does cash in. We just send him on his way packing to the hospital, because the only thing that lil' eejit will be doing is checking out."

Austin-"Aye, his little fancy demeanor has nothing on a good ol' fashioned Irish pub brawl that's for sure. The fancy little moves and flips he can do are pretty meaningless yeah, not that it'll keep his shoulders from staying down for three seconds. I can't wait to see the look on his face..."

Austin chuckles.

Aidan-"Aye."


Austin-"'Cause we're just that...IRISH!"

Slowly turning back around to face his brother, Aidan hands Austin a mug and raises it carefully as a toast to their Main-Event match.

Aidan-"Bottoms up, lad."

Austin-"Cheers."
"Clinking" their mugs together both brothers down a mug full of Guinness and rise from their bench, hyping themselves up exiting the locker room. As the camera carefully pans in on the glass mugs on the bench, empty to the last drop before fading to ringside.

Chase: The O’Connors Vs The Axis tonight looks to be one hell of a match

Harvey: Time for our next match of the night. Both guys are already in the ring, Rocky Starr takes on Assassin.

Chase: Lets go to the ring

Rocky Starr Vs Assassin

The match starts with both men shaking hands before locking up. The two exchange some mat wrestling with headlocks and arm bar reversals. Rocky has Assassin down and is on top of him, but Assassin gets Rocky into a Triangle choke, but Rocky is able to get out of it. After a bit more mat wrestling, Assassin eventually gets Rocky into the ropes and chops him. Assassin throws Rocky off into the ropes and misses a clothesline and Rocky comes back with a cross body for a 2 count. They get up and Rocky connects with a drop kick and then another before Assassin goes to the corner. Rocky throws Assassin into the opposite corner and Assassin gets Rocky in the face with a back elbow. Assassin takes Rocky and throws him into the ropes and catches him in a power slam and hooks the leg for a 2 counts. Assassin punches Rocky to the corner and then grabs him for a bulldog, but Rocky pushes Assassin off chest first into the corner. Assassin bounces backwards and Rocky drops Assassin with a inverted DDT. Rocky makes the cover,
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Chase: Both these guys can use the win here tonight

Harvey: Both coming off the losing end from last week, but I think Rocky wants the win more, just because he lost the Xtreme Title unification match.

Rocky snap suplexes Assassin and then goes out onto the ring apron. As Assassin gets to his feet, Rocky springboards to the ropes, but Assassin is quick to hit the ropes, causing Rocky to lose his balance and then crash and burn to the mat. Assassin stomps on Rocky and then grabs his arm, and Assassin puts his legs across Rocky’s chest and locks in the Arm Bar submission. Assassin pulls back on the arm of Rocky and Rocky is quick to get his legs into the ropes for the break. Assassin picks him up and puts him in the corner and chops him. Assassin throws Rocky into the opposite corner and Rocky bounces out and walks into a back body drop. Assassin goes for a cover.
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Assassin picks Rocky up for a power bomb, but Rocky punches out of it and counters with a Hurricanrana. Assassin gets up and charges Rocky who gets Assassin in a waist lock and hit’s a German Suplex into a cover.
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Rocky lifts Assassin up and goes to the corner and goes for a tornado DDT, but Assassin counters and gives Rocky a Belly to Belly suplex. Rocky gets up holding his back and Assassin plants Rocky with a DDT. With Rocky out, Assassin climbs to the top rope, signaling for his finisher, The Shooting Star Press. Rocky is to his feet and climbs up the corner and the two exchange punches. Rocky hooks Assassin up for a superplex, but Assassin pushes Rocky down to the mat. Assassin comes off the top rope and nails the Shooting Star Press.
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Winner: Assassin

Assassin celebrates his victory as we go to commercial.

[President Jeff]

Backstage we find Level-One sitting on his locker room bench, with the world heavyweight championship strapped around his shoulder. Wearing a black shirt that hugged his biceps tightly, and a pair of black baggy jeans, it was clear to the fans at home that Level-One was not present to compete. The camera slowly shifts over to Cindy Shannon seated just right beside Level-One, with a look of uncertainty painted upon her pretty face. The camera gives her a hand single, as she coughs and leans towards Level-One.

Cindy Shannon: Tonight, I'm here interviewing the world heavyweight champion, Level-One.

Level-One raises an eyebrow, it was clear to him that Cindy Shannon had her introduction all wrong. An embarrassment considering the twit spent all day, trying to prefect it. Shaking his head back and forth, he corrects her ever so generously.

Level-One: Interview? Candy, your seriously calling this an interview? Why does everything between us have to be business? Why can't this simply be a talk between two parties, in which one merely vindicates himself?

Cindy Shannon lowers her head in embarrassment as Level-One grabs her hand lifting the microphone to his lips, sending Cindy's attention right back up to the moving jaw of the world champion.

Level-One: Last week ''Candy...'' you decided it would be in your best interest of sneaking around my locker room, taking my privacy away from me, with no regard for my rights as a human being. Last week, Candy... you decided to run away, like a thief, slipping his way through the dark city. You, Candy... decided to break a story on who exactly I was talking to last week, didn't you?

Level-One lowers Cindy Shannon hand, giving her full control of her own microphone. Her attention peters around the room nervously, and as she tries to speak her voice cracks. Closing her eyes, she re-opens them, and postures up.

Cindy Shannon: It wasn't quite like that. I was interviewing John Green, and then he pushed and lost my balance...

Level-One: And let me guess, you bumped the door open to this locker room, and just managed to come across it all?

Cindy Shannon: Yeah, that's exactly...

Level-One: Bullsh** Candy!

Cindy Shannon is startled by the champs fearless roar; as she lowers her head in embarrassment one more. Desperately, she looks up at the camera man, hoping that he'd sweep her away, and end the interview, right then and there; but clearly, the show had to go on, it was her job. Staring at Cindy, a grin crosses his face, as he wraps his large arm around her.

Level-One: But Candy, I'm a nice and forgiving man. In fact, the only reason I tried to desperately keep it all secret, is because I just really wanted to surprise the fans. I mean, what if I told you that the two guys I was talking to last week, weren't big, bad, and scary---both looking to kick shit out Pence, but in fact two of the most friendliest guys, you'd ever come to know?

Cindy Shannon looks up to Level-One whom raises his hand and snaps his fingers. Suddenly from out behind him, two locker room doors open. The men inside? Gilbert and Justin Job; two members of the infamous Job Squad! The fans watching from the live crowd, can't help but cheer. Justin looks around confused, where Gilbert merely struggles with closing the door behind him. Cindy Shannon looks to Level-One for some answers.

Cindy Shannon: Uh... The Job-squad?

Level-One: Now wouldn't it be the job squad? Face it; Justin Job never got a world title shot. Gilbert was always his side kick, and never got anything either! Pence? Pence is no different from the Job-Squad. In fact, I'd say Gilbert could give Pence a run for his money anytime. Yet, with the skill traits of these two men, Pence managed to squirm his way to the top of the line? The Job Squad is here to remind Pence Weatherlight where he comes from!

Cindy Shannon looks over her shoulder to see Gilbert trying to beat the locker room door shut with his face as Justin Job does his best to talk him out of it. Level-One merely observes this, before tapping Cindy Shannon on the shoulder, regaining her attention.

Level-One: These two men, are merely the first step in Pence Weatherlights slow, painful demise. But seriously, Candy, next before you decide to spy on me? Just ask!

Cindy Shannon confused at the Revelation nods her head in agreement as Justin Job wanders towards the two of them, wrapping his arm around both Level-One and Cindy Shannon.

Justin Job: Hey, Level thanks for letting me out of there, man. I don't know what the hell you use for body deodorant or soap, but it smelled like a dead horse in there...or maybe even Kristina's Blackwells crotch on a Saturday Night...eh...more like Kristina Blackwells crotch on a Saturday Night.

Justin Job nods his head with a proud smile on his face while Cindy Shannon pulls Justin's arm away from her shoulder and wipes at her shoulder; Level-One on the other hand, merely looks up at Justin Job shaking his head back and forth.

Justin Job: ...What?

Overdrive cuts to ringside.

"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 manager Victoria. Jesse is wearing his black "The Prodigy" t-shirt with a chain with his wedding ring 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: Making his way to the ring first, accompanied by his wife Victoria, weighing in at 240 pounds, from Phoenix, Arizona, Jesse "The Prodigy" Nuñez!

Harvey: Just look at the ovation Nuñez is receiving here tonight! Everywhere we go, the people love this guy!

Chase: Truth be told, Nuñez has been in a bit of a funk as of late! Ever since Pence scrambled his brains at Shockwave, Nuñez hasn't really recovered!

Harvey: Well, he's also had to deal with Victor Hades, and that's never a pleasant thing.

Jesse has the "Word Life" fingers in the air going down the ramp toward the ring. 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 wedding ring on it and hands it to Victoria at ringside. His theme music begins to die off.

At this point, Adema's “The Way You Like It” blares over the speakers, and Slade Craven enters to thunderous cheers from the crowd. He points out to the fans towards the right, then the left, and then makes his way down the ramp, slapping fives with the fans on his way to the ring!

Paige: And his opponent, weighing in tonight at 235 pounds, from Dallas, Texas, “The Main Man” Slade Craven!

Harvey: Slade gets another shot at Chris Cyrus' Xtreme Championship at One Night In Hell a couple of weeks from now when him and Shadow take on the Axis of Awesome in the first ever Double Title Tag Team Ladder Match!

Chase: And what a travesty that match is! Biggs and Cyrus showed themselves to be the better team at Shockwave!

Harvey: Still, Slade didn't exactly draw an easy opponent tonight with Jesse Nuñez!

Slade reaches the ring and rolls in beneath the ropes, popping up onto the near turnbuckle and appealing to the fans before hopping down and looking towards his opponent. The ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Slade Craven vs. Jesse Nuñez

The two men tie up in the center of the ring, and Nuñez uses his strength advantage to back Slade towards the ropes! He then bounces Slade's back off the ropes, whipping him to the opposite side! Slade ducks the attempted Clothesline, and responds Flying Forearm on his way back! Nuñez is nailed with another Flying Forearm on his way up, and gets hit with a third Flying Forearm as he tries to get up again! The fans are split as to whom they want to root for, although it sounds like Slade has a slight edge. As The Prodigy is on his back, Slade grabs a hold of his legs, splitting them apart and jumping through to hit Nuñez across the throat with a Wishbone Leg Drop! Slade goes for a quick pin
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Harvey: That's a unique move, to say the least!

Almost immediately, Slade follows up by wrapping Nuñez's leg up with the Grapevine Leg Lock! The Slade Craven fans are cheering loudly for “The Main Man” chanting, “SLADE ROCKS! SLADE ROCKS!” as Nuñez's fans try to will him on, yelling, “PRODIGY! PRODIGY!” As Slade wrenches the leg, the chants shift to dueling chants of “LET'S GO SLADE! LET'S GO JESSE! LET'S GO SLADE! LET'S GO JESSE!” After a few moments, Nuñez uses his free foot to kick Slade off, sending Slade rolling backwards a bit! The Prodigy has a slight limp as he gets up, which allows Slade to get up even faster! As Nuñez gets to his feet, Slade is already there to give him a Knee to the Gut, and sends Nuñez hunched over! As Nuñez is looking down towards the canvas, Slade drills him with his flipping Fameasser, The Mercy Drive! Slade rolls Nuñez over onto his back, and goes for the cover
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Chase: Slade has been on fire tonight, and not like at Shockwave! He hasn't allowed Nuñez any offense whatsoever!

Harvey: You can't help but think that Jesse isn't in the right state of mind since he was blasted with that Steel Chair. By the way, real classy with that "on fire" joke.

Chase: Thank you!

Harvey: That wasn't a compliment.

As Slade pulls Nuñez back up to his feet, Jesse shoves The Main Man off, and whips him towards the corner! The Prodigy then charges towards the corner, but Slade sidesteps, sending Nuñez crashing chest first into the turnbuckle! As he's slightly dazed, Slade grabs a hold of Nuñez's head, climbs up the ropes, and jumps off, twisting around to hit with a Tornado DDT! Slade motions that it's over, and pulls Nuñez up to his feet, grabs his head into a cutter position, and appeals to the crowd before delivering The Fly Fly with authority!

Harvey: He sure put some stink on that Fly Fly! This one has to be over!

Slade covers Nunez
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Paige: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Slade Craven!

Harvey: You just hate to see it when a wrestler can't get anything going at all, but that's exactly what happened to Jesse Nuñez tonight! Slade Craven was on his game tonight, and there was really nothing The Prodigy could do about it!

Chase: It's because he's too worried about Victor Hades, and he should be, because the Devil's Comrade has his sights on taking Nuñez out! I'm surprised that Nuñez even brings his wife to the arena any more, considering how twisted Hades is! It's a wonder he hasn't abducted her or anything like that!

Harvey: Now don't give Hades any ideas! Let's focus on the fact that Slade had a very impressive performance tonight, and that if he can keep up this kind of momentum, well, then I like the AKA's chances at the pay per view!

After Slade celebrate up the ramp, Hades jumps the barricade and slithers under the bottom rope and into the ring staring a hole down through Nunez. Mouthing off as Nunez appears to be knocked out cold once again and unable to defend himself, meanwhile Victoria climbs into the ring and lifts up the chair. As Hades climbs to his feet standing over Nunez's prone body, Victoria steps foward and snaps the chair against Hades back!

Victoria-"Bastard!"

The sickening echo of the chair sounds throughout the arena, unfortunately the chairshot to the spine had no affect. A very pissed off Hades slowly turns around with a puzzled look, as Victoria now frightened for her life drops the chair. Holding up her hands pleading to Victor who narrows his eyes towards her, stalking her closely as she backsteps cautiously against the turnbuckle. Inch by inch Hades begins to grow a sadistic grin upon his face before snapping forward, grabbing a large handful of Victoria's hair and dragging her out of the ring. Coming to as Hades drags his pregnant wife up the ramp, Nunez soon realizes what's happening but is in too much pain. Screaming and shouting Nunez crawls towards the ropes and out of the ring, and begins racing up the ramp as the scene cuts to commercial.

[President Jeff]

The lights throughout the packed arena cut-off and a bright light appears on stage, while a cloud of fog pours from the curtains. While two voices come over the P.A. system chanting a quiet prayer....

"And Shepherds we shall be

For thee, my Lord, for thee.

Power hath descended forth from Thy hand

Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands.

So we shall flow a river forth to Thee

And teeming with souls shall it ever be.

In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti."

Suddenly the drum beating sounds of "I'm Shipping Up To Boston" by Dropkick Murphys blares over the P.A. system as the fans spring out of their seats, the strobe lights bright flickering upon the stage. Finally the duo of Austin and Aidan O'Connor appear bursting through the myst of fog, only to hear the roaring wild echoes of cheers from the fans. A grin on both of their faces, as they march down the ramp singing along the lyrics with the fans. Exchanging hugs, high fives, and handshakes with loyal fans along the way.

"I'm shipping up to Boston ... wayy-yooo!
I'm shipping up to Boston ... wayyyyyy-yo!
I'm shipping up to Boston ... wayy-yooo!
I'm shipping off ... to find my wooden leg!"

Paige: Ladies and gentlemen the following tag match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first from Killarney Ireland, at a combined weight of 413 pounds, Aidan and Austin, the O Conner Brothers!

Finally, after running down the ramp and sliding into the ring, Austin and Aidan spring to their feet and climb the turnbuckles. Posing for the massively loud crowd cheering behind them, as they position themselves taunting the amazing crowd on the outside. Before slowly lowering their arms and awaiting their opponents as they turn to the stage.

Muse's "Uprising" begins to play as the arena lights darken, and blue and orange spot lights flash alternately in beat with the drums throughout the arena. Blue laser lights shoot from the stage as orange strobe lights flicker. As the singing starts, Biggs and Chris Cyrus make their entrance, drawing loud boos from the crowd. The Beast comes out behind them.

Paige: Making their way to the ring, weighing in at a combined weight of 457 pounds, The A.P.W. Xtreme champion Chris Cyrus and his tag partner the A.P.W. Overdrive champion Biggs, The Axis of Awesome!

The duo obnoxiously make their way down the ramp, taunting the fans as they go along. The Beast follows them, menacingly glaring at the crowd. As the Axis reach the ring, Biggs and Cyrus hop upon to the apron in unison, and step in between the ropes! They then go to the center of the ring, and raise their hands up, pointing their fingers up to show that they are #1! As they do this, blue and orange fireworks shoot from the turnbuckles, and the Axis continues to insult the fans before turning their attention to their opponents. A scowl creeps across Biggs’ face as the referee calls for the bell.

---Axis of Awesome versus The O Conner Brothers---

The match begins with Chris Cyrus and Biggs just staring across the ring towards Aidan and Austin. Meanwhile, the O Conner Brothers just start laughing and holding up heir hands to show how short Biggs is. Aiden is laughing while Austin points over at the Overdrive champion. Biggs is starting to get pissed off and he goes to lunge at them when Alterbridge’s Metalingus begins to play.

Chase: Wait what’s this?

Harvey: Is that?

The fans erupt into another round of roaring cheers as out from backstage walks Shadow wearing a black shirt and blue jeans with his sunglasses on. Biggs snaps his head around to Cyrus who shakes his head wondering what the hell is going on as Shadow makes his way down the ramp with an intent look on his face. He makes his way around the ring and to the announcers table while everyone watches. As Shadow takes a seat he puts on a set of headphones and says aloud.

Shadow: Ah yeah, that’s what I’m talking about.

The big man kicks his feet up on to the table and leans back in his chair as Harvey and Chase sit there bewildered.

Chase: What are you doing here?

Shadow: What’s it look like numb nuts? I’m here to watch the match.

Harvey: Out here?

Shadow: Yeah, its better to watch here than on some small screen. Hey come on guys lets get going, this is boring!

He motions to the Axis who are standing by the ropes near him pointing and mouthing off. Shadow keep waving his hands, dismissing them, telling them to start the match. When they turn around, Aidan and Austin, who have been waiting, leap up and drop kick both Cyrus and Biggs in the face. The fans immediately begin to cheer as The O Conner Brothers grab the Axis as they start to rise and shoot them off the ropes. But the Axis reverses it. The brothers each duck a clothesline from their attackers and stay side by side as they run, leap on the second rope springboard off and come back with a tackle and begin to hammer away at the Axis.

Chase: Look what you did Shadow! You’re helping those boys. I thought you didn’t cheat!

Shadow: Who said anything about cheating. The bell rang and Biggs and his little friend didn’t pay attention, that’s isn’t my fault.

Harvey: He’s right you know. They should have been watching their opponents and not Shadow.

Inside the ring. Biggs and Cyrus are getting back to their feet, only to be scooped up by one of the brothers and body slammed back to the mat. Then the O Conner boys turn to the fans and raise their arms triumphantly. Biggs rolls out of the ring while Cyrus makes his way to a corner. Aidan and Austin both grab him by the hair and walk him over to their corner then proceed to slam Cyrus face first into the turnbuckle.

Harvey: Look like the referee is getting some control here.

Aidan is told to exit the ring and so he does while Austin spins Cyrus around and lights him up with a loud chop. The fans pop equally as loud. Austin smiles as the fans like it and chops him again. Then he snapmares Cyrus out of the corner, and flips over right after snapping Chris’ head forward then back to the mat. Austin gets up to the sound of the cheering fans As Cyrus starts to get up Austin walks over and grabs him by the head. Cyrus begins to fight back with some shots to the cut, but is hit with a forearm to the back that sounds off just like a chop. Cyrus grabs his back and stumbles back to the corner where Austin tags in his brother Aidan. Both men grab Cyrus now and shoot him off the ropes and take him down with a double shoulder tackle, the Austin grabs his brother and hip tosses his brother, in the air Aidan twists a little and brings his leg down across Chris’ chest. The fans are screaming loudly as Aidan goes for the cover and Austin exit’s the ring.

The referee drops to count…1...2 Cyrus gets his shoulder ups right at the two count.

Aidan gets to his knees and goes to grab Cyrus who has had enough. He reaches up and rakes the eyes of Aidan to stop the momentum. As Aidan turns away Cyrus grabs him by the hair and pulls him back, bouncing the O Conner’s head off the mat. Then Cyrus begins the assault, several stomps followed up by quick hard elbow drops. The cheering of the fans turns to jeers as Cyrus keeps Aidan on the mat, not letting him up. As Aidan tries to fight back Cyrus grabs his leg and drags him toward the Axis’ corner. He kicks Aidan in the leg over and over again before tagging in Biggs.

Shadow: See? You thought I gave the O Conner Brothers the advantage? Nope, Biggs and Cyrus are big boys they handle themselves.

Chase: Yes and that’s exactly why you lost the Overdrive title at Shockwave.

Shadow: I lost a battle, there is a difference.

Chase: What’s that?

Shadow: There are always casualties.

Back in the ring both Cyrus and Biggs have a leg. While Biggs holds one, Cyrus leaps across flipping the leg over Aidan’s own body. The Biggs does it the other way criss-crossing Aidan who lays on the mat holding his hips.

Harvey: The Axis can be so disgusting some times. They just want to hurt their opponents. They don’t care about anyone but themselves.

Shadow: You’re exactly right. And it comes from being beaten up as a kid like Biggs probably was.

Chase: What are you talking about?

Shadow: You know? How Biggs spent some time at Neverland ranch? Wouldn’t put out? Had to get smacked around, first match he ever lost by pinfall? Any of this sinking in, kind of like it finally did when Biggs was pinned?

Biggs taunts Aidan while Austin is screaming for his brother to get up. Aidan holds his lower back while he tries to get back up. As he gets to his knees Biggs lifts his foot and gives a front snap kick to the back of Aidan’s head sending him face first to the mat. The current Overdrive champion slowly circles his victim as he looks to the crowd with a smug and satisfied look on his face. He motions to the crowd who respond with screams of hatred. Aidan once again tries to get up and when he finally gets back to his feet Biggs just sweeps the legs out from under him following it up with a quick handstand moonsault. He goes for the cover.

The referee hit’s the mat…1...2.Aidan kicks out.

Biggs saunters over to Chris Cyrus and tags in his partner. Then Biggs turns and charges across the ring nailing Austin with a forearm. Austin reels back and tries to get in the ring as the ref holds him back. Both Cyrus and Biggs grab Aidan and deliver a prolonged suplex. When the ref turns back to the action in the ring Biggs is just getting out. Cyrus grabs Aidan and pulls him back up. The fans begin to chant for Aidan as he struggles to stand. Then Cyrus backs up and goes for a big right hand. But Aidan ducks it! He pops back with two shots of his own. The fans start to cheer again.

Harvey: Adian has had enough!

Aidan grabs Cyrus by the arm and shoots him off, and Chris counters. Again Aidan ducks a clothesline and comes back this time with a spear. The fans are on their feet cheering for him. Austin is leaning over the ropes wanting in. Aidan begins to crawl towards him Chris Cyrus is getting to his feet. He sees Aidan about to make the tag. Then suddenly Biggs comes in the ring and the ref turns to see this as Aidan makes the tag on the other side of the ring. The fans are on their feet! Austin charges towards Chris Cyrus and the ref stops him. Biggs grabs Aidan’s feet and pulls him towards the middle of the ring and elbow drops the inside of the left leg. Cyrus is back up hammering away on Aidan’s face with right hands while the ref shoves Austin back to the corner.

Harvey: Come on ref he saw the tag!

Chase: You see how smart Biggs is? He knew what he was doing. He had to save his tag partner.

Shadow: Yes. Because Cyrus is really good at dropping the ball.

Chase: Hey he beat Slade at Shockwave.

Shadow: Again another lost battle. Slade and I didn’t expect to end this at Shockwave. I am no where near finished with Biggs. He has to learn his place in this world. That’s what I am here for tonight. To enjoy the match and keep him in line.

Chase: Seems the Axis did that with you at Shockwave.

Back where the action is happening Austin is back on the ropes while the ref looks at Biggs who is in the ring. He asks the champion if he made the tag and both Biggs and Cyrus motion they did.

Shadow: Johnny, you really want to have this discussion? You want to hear that we lost at Shockwave, yes I admit it. But like I said this isn’t over. We got them at One Night in Hell sunshine. And that one night is going to feel like an eternity for Biggs and his little boyfriend.

Biggs grabs Aidan and hoists him back to his feet. The Aidan goes to swing at Biggs who leans back and Aidan spins around, his opponent grabs his head pulls him back and hit’s the First Contact DDT! Biggs puts his foot over Aidan’s chest with a smirk.

The ref starts the count on the cocky pin 1...2...Aidan throws a shoulder into the air as the fans come alive. Austin is clapping in the corner for his brother.

Harvey: When you two are done bickering we have a match to call.

Shadow: Hold on there Dean. It seems Mr. Chase here seems to be Biggs’ number one fan. I mean I can understand why with these great oral skills you have been displaying every night.

Chase: Hey!

Shadow : Hey what stumpy?

Biggs spits on Aidan’s face then jumps up and drags his feet across Aidan’s face as he comes down. Then Biggs puts his foot on his victim’s forehead and steps over, twisting his foot as he crosses. A smile plastered on the face of the Overdrive champion. He taunts Austin, just staying out of reach of the other O Conner’s reach. Aidan is trying to get back to his feet. HE is struggling, exhausted and sweating. Biggs walks over and Aidan kicks him in the gut and hit’s a desperate DDT! Everyone is stunned for a split second as the realize Aidan just dropped Biggs! The cheers begin as Aidan crawls towards his brother. Cyrus is yelling at Biggs.

Shadow: Wow, Biggs really does have a glass jaw, so to speak.

Aidan dives forward to his brother’s outstretched arm. No! Biggs reached out and grabbed Aidan’s leg at the last second and pulled him back in mid air. Biggs holds onto Aidan’s leg as the O Conner grabs the ropes and uses it to pulls himself up. All the while Biggs is kicking the leg in his grasp. Aidan hops on one foot as Biggs smirks and looks to take the leg down, but Aidan jumps and hit’s the enziguri! The fans are on their feet again as Biggs spins around with a dazed look on his face. Aidan dives forward and makes the tag and Cyrus comes in.

Shadow: And… here… we…go

As Shadow says the last word Austin leapfrogs over the stumbling Biggs, pushing him face first to the mat and catches the charging Cyrus, lifts and spins spine busting The Xtreame champion onto his own partner. The fans are screaming madly as Austin pulls his shirt off and grabs Cyrus as he starts to get up and hit’s a huge T bone suplex launching Cyrus across the ring. Biggs struggles back up still dazed. Austin turns to him and Biggs starts to charge. Austin low bridges the running Biggs as the Overdrive champion gets launched over the top rope to the outside of the ring. Cyrus is back to his feet and he attacks Austin from behind. But Aidan is back up as well, grabbing Chris from behind and hitting a German suplex, and he keeps the hold. He pulls Chris up again as the ref struggles to get control. Biggs is pulling himself upright on the apron as Aidan hit’s a second German suplex. He cant keep the hold anymore.

Shadow: This is a prime example of how ineffective the Axis of Awesome is. One thing starts to go south and everything the do goes straight to hell. And then this happens.

Biggs is livid he starts top walk around the ring to the announcers table.

Shadow: Biggs pitches a bitch fit.

The Overdrive Champion walks up and gets in Shadow’s face yelling at him. Shadow starts to get up and Biggs pops Shadow in the face hard. Then the Overdrive champion scampers back onto the ring apron where Aidan and Austin are each climbing a turnbuckle.

Harvey: Here comes Justice from Above!

Biggs rushes up and shoves Aidan off the top rope and onto the ropes where he gets hung up and Cyrus rolls in Aidan’s direction when Austin comes off the top rope. Biggs leaps into the ring as Cyrus gets up and grabs Austin who holds his face in pain stumbling around. Cyrus throws Austin’s arm over his head and hits it!

Chase: Straight to Hell! Cyrus just hit the Straight to Hell!

The ref kneels and counts….1.….2.….The ref gets pulls out of the ring by Shadow. Biggs is quick to start attacking Shadow and the two exchange punches. Chris see’s this and vaults himself over the top rope, landing on Shadow. Biggs and Chris beat on Shadow and then Aiden and Austin go out side and starts attacking the Axis. The ref tries to gain order and get the two tag teams into the ring, but can’t and has no choice to throw this match out.

Winner: No Contest.

Shadow and The O’Connors beat down the Axis and Austin grabs Biggs and rolls him into the ring. With Cyrus out on the ground, The O’Connor bros and Shadow have Biggs surrounded and the fans cheer. Biggs gets to his feet and see’s that he’s in trouble. Biggs tries to get away, but is quick to be punches, back and forth by each guy and Biggs gets knocked down with a right hand punch by Shadow. Biggs finds himself in the corner and the fans are cheering as The O’Connors and Shadow are moving towards Biggs. Before they can do anything, Chris Cyrus is in the ring with a chair and nails everyone, taking out Aiden, Austin and then Shadow. Chris picks Shadow up and hit’s the Straight to Hell on him, Cyrus helps Biggs up and they celebrate in the middle of the ring.

The camera shoots backstage as Pence comes stomping down the hall way with a steel chair in hand; clearly, he isn't happy about what has occurred in the ring. However, he is then approached by Justin Job and Gilbert Worthy, in the backstage hallways. The two men block Pence Weatherlight from going any further as Pence Weatherlight holds the steel chair with caution. Justin Job rises his left hand, signalling a peace sign.

Justin Job: Greetings, Mr. Weatherlight. Me and my retarded friend here, we come in with a peaceful message.

Pence Weatherlight: To be honest, I could care less right now. Now move out of my way, please.

Justin Job reaches into his pocket pulling out a piece of paper. Pence Weatherlight looks on confused as he takes the note, reading it in the process. Pence Weatherlight looks up at the Job-Squad with raised eye brows.

Pence Weatherlight: Aren't you two here to attack me on sight?

Justin: Sounds about right. I don't know. He has sloppy hand writing, like jeeze-wiz, we are all supposed to be professionals around here.

Justin Job looks beside himself to see Gilbert staring into space. Justin Job turns back to Pence Weatherlight shrugging his shoulders.

Justin Job: So, uh... when do want to you know, get our duke on?

Pence Weatherlight quickly tosses the note aside and smashes the steel chair over the head of Justin Job, sending him falling into the wall. Pence lifts the chair in the air turning his attention to Gilbert, whom merely runs towards his fallen friend. Sparing Gilbert, Pence Weatherlight quickly jets down the hall way, as Biggs and Cyrus continue to stomp out the O'Connor ruthlessly, as the boos in the building gets louder.

Harvey: What in the world is going on here? So much for Level-One's back up, when he enlisted the help of the Job Squad.

Chase: And now Pence Weatherlight is out here, with a steel chair in hand!

The crowd cheers as Pence Weatherlight makes his way out through the curtains. Biggs and Chris Cyrus continue to beat down the O'Connor brothers. Chris Cyrus picks up Aiden O'Connor holding his arms behind him, as Biggs stands in-front. Pence Weatherlight has descended down the ramp, and slides under the bottom rope. Chris Cyrus tosses Aiden to the side and calls out to Biggs, as Pence holds the chair in his grips.

Chase: Biggs, don't turn around! What is that thug doing with that steel chair?

Out of the audience on Pence's rear end, what at first sight appears to be a fan, hops over the guard rail, and then towards the ring apron. Pence Weatherlight charges with the steel chair in hand only to be intercepted by Level-One with a spear! The world champion springs to his feet; as the crowd unleashes a vicious synchronized boo, shaking the arena.

Harvey: What the hell is Level-One doing out here? This just is just wrong!

Level-One looks to Biggs and Chris Cyrus as the three men nod their heads in consensus. Level-One calls for a microphone, which he tossed and receives as Biggs and Chris Cyrus turn their attention to the downed Pence Weatherlight, as the Axis of Awesome stomp out Pence.

Level-One: You really thought I'd enlist the help of the Job Squad? What a joke. Tonight, you ALL have been duped. Tonight, the men behind the shadows; are shining in the lights.

Level-One stands over Pence Weatherlight unleashing blows to his face, each shot blaring over the microphone he grips in his hands. Shot after shot; the crowd unleashes cries of horror, as Level-One wails away, at his rival. On the stage, Slade Craven appears. Slade Craven marches down to the ring on his own, and is immediately jumped on by the Axis of Awesome. Biggs and Chris Cyrus punch and kick away at Slade Craven who is backed up against the ropes, until Shadow outside the ring finally regains his bearings, and too gets into the mix, making the numbers even as Shadow catches Biggs and Chris Cyrus with a double clothesline.

Harvey: All hell has broken lose here tonight!

The O'Connor brothers roll out the ring, and merely watch the action. Biggs and Chris Cyrus upon hitting the mat, quickly roll as if their butts were on fire, each exiting on the opposite side of the ring. Slade Craven charges, Level-One, who quickly darts through the middle rope, and then to the mat below. Chris Cyrus makes his way around the ring, joining his teammate Biggs. As Level-One and the Axis of Awesome, make their way back up the ramp.

Harvey: Well it appears as if Level-One has aligned himself with Biggs and Chris Cyrus here tonight; who would've thought?

Chase: I don't know what you want to call it; but Level-One said he was going to bring the devils of Pence Weatherlights pasts to light, and has done so by putting him against Jesse Nunez already!

Harvey: If I know Level-One the way I think I do; the Axis of Awesome isn't the only trick up his sleeve. The AKA is helping up, Pence Weatherlight, who is barely still conscious after taking a beating here tonight.

The AKA stand in the ring, with a dazed Pence Weatherlight staring down their opposition

Chase: Hold on a second, I’m getting word of something happening backstage!

Nunez is seen sprinting like a crazed madman through the halls backstage, pushing and shoving anyone in his way aside.

Jesse Nunez: "Victoria!"

Jesse screams as he opens a few doors moving through the hallway, at one point approaching Max Carter who stands with a blank expression and steps aside, slowly holding clipboard in hand and cell phone up at shoulder length. Appearing to want nothing to do with the current situation, allowing Nunez to pass as he stares back at Nunez. Cautiously moving by as he locks eyes with Max. Nunez quickly continues on.

Jesse Nunez: "Victoria!!"

He shouts again before turning to a few backstage workers, grabbing one by the collar and literally pulling him face to face.

Jesse Nunez: "You seen my wife?! Have you?!?!"

Nunez screams again this time more frustrated than before, while his skin begins to turn a shade of red. Tears welling up in his eyes as he tightly clenches his fists, swiftly moving through the backstage area. Finally, a backstage equipment manager with a headset on comes darting around the corner screaming.

Equipment Manager: "Jesse, Jesse-Jesse Nunez!!"

The man screams catching up to Jesse who haults almost instantly in his tracks and turns back, while the man hunches over trying to gasp for air. Jesse appearing a bit impatient gestures the man to hurry and catch his breath.

Equipment Manager: "I-I...I just saw...I just saw Victor H-Hades, he was dragging your wife...through-through the parking lot a few seconds ago..."

Without hearing another word Jesse gently puts a hand to the man's shoulder as a way of saying "thanks", darting as quickly as possible down the halls and bursting into the parking lot.

Jesse Nunez: "HADES! HADES WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!"

The sounds of Victoria's screams muffle in the distance, followed by the sounds of a car door slamming shut. Having heard this Jesse snaps his head in that direction, and with a jumping start sprints off to find out...

Jesse Nunez: "Vicky?! Vicky?! Vicky where are you baby?!"

Suddenly as Nunez comes around the back end of a semi, a black 2009 BMW series 5 tailwhips in reverse around the corner nearly hitting Jesse. As Jesse jumps back to avoid being hit the headlights shining on him, Nunez catches glimpse of the driver being none other than Hades himself!

Jesse Nunez: "You son of a...YOU LET HER GO YOU SON OF A BITCH!"

Nunez screams stomping a boot against the front bumper of the car, as Hades inside with a sick grin pumps the gas a few times. Causing Nunez to backstep as he screams at Hades, the car suddenly hauls in reverse and completes a full 360 turn peeling out. Meanwhile as the camera focuses in Victoria is shown in the backseat frightened in tears, as Jesse chases after the car.

Victoria: "Jesse!"

Her near faded screams echo in the distance.

Jesse Nunez: "Victoria!!"

Jesse screams as he begins to run out of breath chasing the car halfway through the parking garage, meanwhile the car stops near the exit and Hades rolls down the window...


Victor Hades-"We'll see you next week Jesse, don't worry...she's in good hands...I 'promise'!"

Hades shouts before letting out a cold-blooded and sadistic laugh, speeding off into the night as Nunez on his knees sits in anger and disbelief. The cameras panning around to get a close-up as Nunez sits in tears, looking on with a fire in his eye none have seen in some time.

Jesse Nunez: "Yo get that ****ing camera out of my face man!"

Jesse shouts almost biting the camera crew's neck off as he lunges, getting in the camera's view before turning away. Screaming like a wild animal in frustration as he storms off in the distance, as Overdrive comes to a final close...