Overdrive - Daly City, California (11/11/09)

[President Jeff]

Overdrive opens up with a recap of last week’s major events. First, President Jeff challenging Big Mac of the EWC. And then it cuts to Matt Metal making the match between Chris Cyrus and Michael Lively for the Xtreme Title for Christmas Chaos. And Finally, the end of the show where it was announced that Slade Craven would be the Number 1 contender for Level One’s World Title at Christmas Chaos. The Scene fades to black and the Overdrive intro hits

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: What a crazy night we had last week, and man, what a show we have light up for you.

Harvey: The matches we have for you tonight, it should be a crime that we’re showing it to you for free.

Chase: 3 huge matches as all 3 APW Champions will be in non title matches tonight as Biggs takes on John Green, Chris Cyrus and Slade Craven go at it. And finally, in a Rasslemania V rematch, Level One faces off against Michael Lively

Harvey: Tonight is full of Action Packed Wrestling.

“The Way You Like It!”

The crowd erupts inside the Cow Palace as the lights go out and the green and purple lights dance across the entrance stage. From the back Slade Craven bursts through the curtain wearing black T shirt with green writing and black jeans. He wears his sunglasses, making his way down the ramp with a purpose.

Harvey: And here he is! The number one contender for the A.P.W. Champion.

Chase: He does not deserve to be called that.

Harvey: How can you say that?

Chase: Slade Craven hasn’t done anything to earn a chance to face Level One.

Slade slides under the bottom rope as the lights come back up. He walks over to the nearest turnbuckle and raises both his arms high in the air as the music dies down. Then Slade turns to and motions for someone to toss him a microphone. As he stands in the center of the ring, he raises the microphone to his lips. The fans begin a deafening cheer which causes him to lower it for a moment while they express themselves. After a few seconds, Slade raises the microphone. Another roar from the crowd causes Slade to cock up an eyebrow and smile.

Harvey: Just listen to them. They love the fact Slade is going to face Level One.

Chase: They don’t know what they love.

Finally Craven raises the mic a third time and the crowd is quiet enough for him to speak.

Slade: Daly, California, How Ya’ll Doin Tonight?!

The roar from the crowd again shakes the walls.

Slade: That’s good, that’s good, because “The Main Man” is doing the exact same. You know, when Max Carter came to Slade and informed him that he was going to be facing Level One at Christmas Chaos a few things ran through ole Slade Craven’s head. The first! Was.

He pauses and speaks nonchalantly for a second.

Slade: Would this piss some people off?

He takes a moment.

Slade: Hell yeah it will!

The crowd pops again as Craven smiles and lets their cheers fill the arena,

Slade: And the person this is really going to piss off,

The crowd yells his name as Slade takes another second.

Slade: Level One.

The fans begin to boo loudly.

Slade: That’s right, Slade Craven. Level One. Pure Chaos. And…

Before Slade can say another word Level One’s music begins to play; Put you on game by Lupe Fiasco blasts the PA system; with boos cutting deep into the songs chorus. The world champion with the belt across his waist already wields a microphone. With his free hand he extends his index finger, pointing at Slade Craven with contempt, he wanted to know that he heard him...

Level-One: Cut the music! I said cut the freakin' music!

The music slowly cuts out and the boos quickly morph into ''You suck''' chants. Level-One merely smiles at this choice of insult and cockily, strokes the top of his world heavyweight championship, which sends the crowd back into a booing frenzy.

Level-One: Slade Craven, your damn right I'm not happy about you being named number 1 contender! What big match have you won? What have you recently done worth an honorable mention? Is President Jeff taking tips of illusion and impotent decision making, from Jason Royce? Did President Jeff resort to pulling names out of hats? Who the hell do you think you are!?

Slade Craven lifts the microphone to his lips, but Level-One is having none of it as he shouts back into the microphone.

Level-One: I am the world champion and I DEMAND better then you. Slade Craven, as far as I'm concerned, I've already beaten you. Actually, the more I think about it; I've beaten EVERYONE in the APW. The point is; there is NOTHING about YOUR ass kicking from ME that makes you special....

Level-One flashes a cocky smile. Bowing his head, he looks up, and observes the Christmas Chaos poster add, hanging above the ring, high above the rafters. Looking up at it; he smiles.

Level-One: You know what, Slade Craven? I'm in the spirit of giving. I mean, besides Christmas—what other excuse could I possibly conjure up, to give someone like YOU a chance of a lifetime? As much as you think President Jeff calls the shots; now that I hold his most prized possession and symbol of the APW, I can pull his arm right off his shoulder at his mercy. But I'm not going to do that, I'm going to give your spot in the bright lights—I'm going you a chance you would never otherwise get, if skill, talent, and heart would've been the qualification. All YOU need to do for me is this...

Level-One stops; lowers his head, and laughs.

Level-One: ...What makes someone as pathetic as you, honestly believe they can beat someone like me?

Craven take a moment before he raises the microphone back to his lips a big grin on his face as he looks back at Level One from behind his shades.

Slade: Well first and foremost chumpy, Slade Craven ain’t pathetic, Now, you ask why the hell should the most mesmerizing man in sports entertainment get a shot at that belt around your waist, and Slade will tell you. Two reasons… One

He points to the Titantron which shows a video from months ago, way back in March where Slade Craven is running into a locker room. For those who remember this Slade had to use the restroom and, since he was new, couldn’t fine his own restroom. After the door shuts the security footage skips to about twenty minutes later where Slade walks out waving his hand in front of his face. As the door shuts, it reads “Level One.” As the camera remains focused on the titantron Slade says to the mic.

Slade: Wait for it.

The footage skips about five minutes ahead where we see Level on walking towards the door. He puts his hand on the locker room door and pushes it open. However, since there is no sound with the security camera, we have to just simply watch the silence. His face is contorted in a pained and nauseated look. The fans erupt in cheers as they see him gold onto the opposite wall as he tries to wave his hand in front of his face but the smell is all around him. Level One cannot even enter his own locker room to get dressed because of the horrendous smell. The camera cuts to Level One, whose eyes are closed and he is taking some deep breaths, obviously trying to remain calm.

Slade: One… because no one pisses you off more than “The Main Man.”

There is a roar of approval from the crowd as Slade lowers the microphone for a second.

Slade: And two!

He holds up his other hand with the peace sign through up.

Slade: Because like you, Slade Craven has just about beat everyone here. He only has one more person left to beat. You!

Craven takes the two fingers he has thrown up and turns his gesture into a gun pointing directly at the A.P.W. World Champion.

Slade: Now you want to talk about Christmas time, and being in the spirit of giving? Fine, Slade has a present for you, and you don’t have to worry about it being no lump of coal in your stocking, its just going to be an all out, knock down, drag out, ass kicking, Texas Style!

“The Main Man” leans his head back as he says this as the fans begin to cheer.

Slade: So you want to sit there and run your mouth about beating everyone and being such a giving person why don’t you do everyone favor and give the world some goddamn peace and quiet, take your little ass to the back, sit down and let “The Main Man” do his work!

The fans cheer as Slade smirks towards Level One who abruptly raises the mic to his lips to speak.

Level-One: So wait... you were the coward to did that to my locker room!?


The crowd has a light laugh as Level-One shakes his head free and focuses back on Slade Craven, who merely shrugs his shoulders as if to ask Level-One ''what are you doing to do about it''. Raising the microphone back to his mouth Level-One's look of frustration quickly fades until he shows Slade Craven no emotion.

Level-One: Slade, this entire thing maybe a game to you, but I take this business very seriously. How funny is it going to be, when your lying on your back looking into the bright lights that serve as my backdrop? What happens when you guarantee victory, assure yourself as the dominate one—only to fall like the rest of them, how do can you bare to look at these fans the same way and expect them to do the same for you?

Level One's hand slowly drops, while his head tilts upward, not even giving a single soul a sneak peak of the expression he wears on his face, yet his voice can be heard to the camera's around him.

Level-One: You can't....

Overdrive goes to commercial

[President Jeff]

Backstage moving aimlessly through the hallways the camera carefully pans around past co-workers, low-carders, crew teams and several other superstars. Until finally reaching a corner, suddenly bursting around the corner Victor Hades is spotted in view, stepping around to cut the camera off. A bandaged forehead and a small, thin white bandaged placed across the middle of his nose. Breathing hard yet slowly he wriggles his taped fingertips as he carries along, while his damp dark hair waves against his cheekbones. Tilting his chin at a short angle Victor looks to the lens, and narrows his eyes as he marches on alongside the camera...

Victor Hades-"Last week I suffered something very few men endure in their careers, something very few men have to face. Last week I underwent the single-most humiliating fluke in my career, last week the "unbeatable" Shadow one-upped the most sadistic living thing in sports entertainment. Now thanks to that minor upset that disgraced one night of my career, that thick-headed ogre looking piece of shit thinks he owns me. That talent-less whining little cocky dipshit redneck believes this, yet he fails to see the truth behind this "fluke" he can gloat about."

Victor turns a sharp corner and shoves a sound tech employee with a headset aside and into a closed door, continuing on down through the hallways.

Victor Hades-"No Shadow, I'm not here to bitch and cry as you or your anal-loving buddies the AKA would, or even that spineless coward Pence for the matter. No I'm here tonight to make it perfectly clear to you that you do not intimidate me, you do not stand above me, and you are simply not better than me. You can throw any rant, false statement, or even your short victory in my face all you want. The fact is I've got your number in the palm of my hand, and whether you admit it or not you know your ass took a beating-that's for DAMN sure. I'm going to keep a little surprise in store for you come this Holiday season, and believe me pal-it's a REAL stocking stuffer! One I can surely cram down that big fat mouth of yours, and shut your ignorant jolly-green giant ass up once and for all."

Victor flashes a menacing smirk just before brushing the tips of his knuckles along his bottom lip, glaring back at the camera.

Victor Hades-"I'm not giving up this spot to climb this mountain, and no fucking buck-toothed, fancy-haired, roid-raging, talent-less, egotistical abominable snowman is going to stop me! You see Shadow the only thing you managed to accomplish aside from pissing me off, was fueling my hunger inside. My thirst for gold and victory, my thirst to hurt, pummel, and inflict pain onto others, and indisputably my thirst for blood. I promise you come Christmas Chaos regardless of how high the stakes, neither how high the bar is set, nor how great the risk, in MY home-town...your blood WILL stain Los Angeles."

Hades growls glaring towards the camera, power-thirsty, maniacal, and ready to tear anything in his path apart as he grumbles.

Victor Hades-"Tonight I deliver a message, TONIGHT you realize what you've started motherfucker, because tonight Hades rises again. I was a step off before and I was wrong to believe I wasn't, but never again will I make such an unwise decision. Shadow, just remember one thing-like you, some motherfuckers always try to ice-skate up hill. You're standing on very thin ice in this Overdrive Championship division, don't you forget that. It's not a good thing, it's not a bad thing, it's just a me kicking your ass thing! If you didn't know...now you know...you're gonna burn...ashes to ashes...dust to dust."

Hades shoves his palm into the cam corder.

Victor Hades-"Get that thing out of my face!"

Overdrive goes back to ringside for the opening match up

Mark Moment Vs Assassin Vs Jason Royce

The match starts off with Mark and Assassin backing Jason into the corner. Jason Tries fighting them both off, but Mark and Assassin beat Jason down in the corner. Mark grabs Jason, throws him off into the ropes and then nails Jason with a Side walk slam. Assassin then comes off the ropes with an elbow drop and makes the cover.
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Chase: I think this partnership has ended.

Harvey: Which is a good thing for Jason Royce

Mark and Assassin start exchanging punches and Mark throws Assassin into the ropes and catches him with a Hurricanrana. Jason then clotheslines Mark from behind and starts kicking him. Jason picks Mark up and throws him into the corner. Jason then grabs Assassin and throws him into Mark. Jason runs and gets a knee into Assassin’s face and then grabs both Mark and Assassin by their head and hit’s a double bulldog out of the corner. Jason covers Mark.
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Jason grabs Mark and body slams him then goes over to Assassin. Assassin kicks Jason and brings him the corner and chops him. Assassin takes Jason and gives him a German Suplex. Assassin poses for the crowd and then picks Jason up. Out of no where, Mark springboards off the ropes and drop kicks both Assassin and Jason. Assassin falls to the mat while Jason falls onto the middle rope chest first. Mark runs towards Jason and hit’s the 619. Jason is down and Mark climbs. Mark comes off the top rope and nails the Marking Out! Mark Covers.
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Chase: What just happened there

Harvey: That’s not Jason Royce in the ring

Chase: But it looks like him.

Assassin takes Mark and throws him out of the ring. Assassin goes over to the Fake Jason and lifts him up and the Fake Jason is quick to roll him up in an Inside Cradle.
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Winner: Jason Royce

The “Two” Jason Royce begins celebrating their victory as Mark Moment tries to figure out what just happened as we go to commercial

[President Jeff]

Overdrive comes back from commercial, and the Two Jason Royces are seen walking and laughing as Cindy Shannon catches up with them.

Cindy: Jason, Can you explain to everyone who this is and why you two look alike

Jason: This man here, He’s my long lost Twin, his name, is EDDIE ZION. You’ll know more about him later. Right now, We’re gonna go celebrate.

Jason and Eddie leave as We go back to ringside to see Joe Martinez making his way down the ramp. As a joke, he starts cautiously tip-toeing down to the ring, as if he was on the lookout for another ambush. He slides into the ring and raises his arms.

Joe gestures towards the ring announcer for a mic, and is given one. He pauses, as he looks around the arena at 20,000+ screaming fans. Once the crowd settles down, he raises the mic to his lips and begins to speak his mind.

"Folks," he began, "These past few months have been rough for me. I've been in-and-out of the company, no-showing alot, and when I did show, I was in really bad shape, and took a handful oh beatings."

The crowd lets out a small pop for the young Joe Martinez.

"But of all the misfortunes I have had recently, I think last week's assault tops them all."

A mixed reaction is let out by the crowd. Joe hangs his head and puts his hands on his hips as he shakes his head in disappointment.

"Pence, I didn't come out here to talk some more shit to you, as I am about to let my fists do all the talking for me. However, I do want to make one thing perfectly clear to you. If you mess with the G.O.A.T., prepare to fear his wrath."

Joe's face lights up like the 4th of July after hearing the response from the fans, whom are clapping for him.

"Staying in the hospital sucked. The food sucked, the T.V. sucked, the bed sucked, but most importantly, I couldn't find a nurse that 'sucked,' so I'm already in a bad mood tonight.

"While beating you silly may take the edge off a bit, I've got something that I would like to get off my chest at this time.

"You all know Michael Lively, the egomaniac with a mouth the size of Level-One's salary, right?"

The crowd erupts with an explosion of boos directed towards Michael Lively.

"Well, recently he's been a little more cocky than usual. I don't know what his deal is, maybe he finally beat Biggs in an assh*** contest, but he's just an all-out prick.
I assume beating Jason Royce last week contributed to this madness, but then again, who would be proud of that?

Lively, I know you've got your hands full tonight, AND a match with Level-One, so you can't fight me, but hear me out. And this applies to everyone else who has been underestimating me. I'm for real. I'm a legitimate contender here in the APW. I am not an easy opponent, and if you have the misfortune to face me one week, I will take you to your absolute limit. Failure is not an option for me. I'm going to make an impact in the APW, one way or the other."

Joe circles the ring with a pissed off look on his face.

"As Christmas Chaos approaches, so does a new year. And with a new year, comes new opportunities. I guarantee you all that once Rastlemania comes around, you'll see 'Joe Martinez' in the main event slot. I'm the future of wrestling, and tonight, I'll demonstrate just that."

Joe drops his mic and removes his T-shirt, tossing it into the crowd. He crouches in the center of the ring, waiting for Pence to make his way down to the ring.

Harvey: Well, folks, up next we have a rematch of sorts from last week!

Chase: How's it a rematch if it never got started in the first place?

Harvey: J-Mart is none too happy about how things went down last week. Look for him to gain some measure of vengeance on Pence tonight!

Chase: Last week, we saw a vicious streak in Pence that we hadn't seen before, and unfortunately for Martinez, he was on the receiving end of it!

The whole arena goes black as "Immortal" by Adema hits, the fans are chattering and looking around confused as a single spotlight hits the entrance ramp. Pence stands there with a long black trench coat without sleeves, he makes his way down to the ring slapping hands, the spotlight following him until he enters into the ring.

Paige: And his opponent, weighing in at 250 pounds, from Hershey, Pennsylvania, “The Reaper” Pence Weatherlight!

Harvey: Listen to that ovation! Pence is loved by the fans for sure!

Pence stands in the middle of the ring as he raises both of his arms up, sparks fall from the rafters, and the lights come on. Pence gets up on one of the turnbuckles and looks around the arena, the fans with mixed chants some saying "Mr. Main Event", others chanting "Reaper". Pence takes off his trench coat and throws it into the crowd as he goes to the other side and looks out across the vast masses before standing up on the other turn buckle. He jumps down off the turnbuckle and looks Martinez in the eyes. The ref quickly calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Joe Martinez vs. Pence Weatherlight

The two men immediately rush towards each other and meet in the center of the ring, trading punches with rapid succession. Pence gets the better of the exchange, and uses his advantage pull Joe in and deliver a Snap Mare Takedown! Pence keeps a hold of Joe's head as he's seated, and locks in a Sleeper, wrenching Joe's head violently from side to side and trying to squeeze the life out of him early in the match! Pence has it cinched in extremely tight, and though Joe struggles, he appears to be fading!

Harvey: Pence has that Sleeper in deep! This match could be over just as soon as it has begun!

Chase: That Sleeper is applied much tighter than normal!


Most of the fans are cheering for Pence as he keeps the hold on tight, although there are some chanting to try and will Joe on. After about a minute, Joe goes limp, and the ref checks his arm. The ref raises it, and it drops right back down to Joe's side. “1!” The ref raises it again, and this time, Joe gets his arm up! J-Mart's fans scream with joy as he gives Pence some elbows to the side, and begins to work his way back up to his feet! Before he can break out of the hold, though, Pence drives Joe by the head back first into the mat! Pence goes for a pin
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Chase: Does Joe seriously think he can beat a former world champion with one move?

Harvey: I don't think so, but one can never be too sure with the GOAT.

Joe stays focused, getting to his feet, and motioning for Pence to get up. As Pence gets to one knee, Joe winds up and nails him with the SINAD Scissors Kick! Joe goes for a cover,
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Pence gets his shoulder up once more! Joe shows some signs of frustration, but stays on the attack, pulling Pence up and whipping him towards the corner! Joe then mounts the turnbuckle, and delivers a series of punches that the crowd counts along with, “1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8!” After the eighth punch, Pence gets his arms beneath Joe's legs, and lifts Joe up, dropping him face first across the ring post! As Joe is hunched in the corner, Pence coils in position for the Heavy Artillery! Joe turns around and stumbles right into Pence's waiting arms! Before Pence can lift him up, though, J-Mart gives him a couple of Elbows to the side of the head, forcing Pence to release the hold. Joe then charges in with a Running Flying Clothesline, but Pence has the wherewithal to duck it, sending Joe crashing into the mat! Pence pulls Joe up by the hair, and quickly gets behind him to deliver a German Suplex! Pence bridges his back, pinning Joe's shoulders to the mat
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Paige: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Joe Martinez!

“What's Up?” blares over the speakers as Joe's hand gets raised in victory. Joe's fans are cheering loudly, but they aren't enough to overshadow the numerous boos being dealt over Pence's loss.

Harvey: Joe did it! He managed to beat Pence Weatherlight! This is perhaps the biggest win of his career!

Chase: But the fans aren't very happy about that outcome! I think there are more Pence fans than J-Mart fans.

Pence holds his back in pain as he rolls out of the ring, and Joe continues to celebrate his victory.

[President Jeff]

Overdrive comes back from Commercial with “Raining Blood” By Slayer blaring over the PA system as the video plays on the titantron



Paige: Please Welcome, the owner of Action Packed Wrestling, President Hurricane Jeff!

Jeff makes his way to the ring and enters it and takes the mic away from Nicky Paige

Jeff: Hows it going DALY CITY

Fans cheer for the old classic cheap pop for yelling out the town your in

Jeff: I’m just gonna get down to business here. Last week, I came out here and issued a Challenge. And its not just any Challenge, I challenged someone who isn’t even in APW. I invited someone to come into the APW ring. I challenged a man who hasn’t wrestled a match in over a year. I challenged a man who just came back into the wrestling world. I didn’t just challenge any man, I challenge the Owner of Extreme Wrestling Corporation, BIG MAC!

The crowd boo’s for the enemy.

Jeff: I came out here and laid everything out on the table. I challenge Mac to step into an APW and fight me at Christmas Chaos. And he did exactly what I expected. He didn’t accept. Instead, he went and made some jokes to a no name reported. I’m not surprised, because Mac’s whole career is a joke. Camera man, zoom in on my face because I have a message to Mac which I want to make sure he hears.

The camera zooms in on Jeff’s face

Jeff: Mac, you can run, but you can’t hide. You will fight me in this ring one way or another. I will do everything in my power to make it happen. I’ll come out here every single week on Overdrive to call you out. I’ll go over to EWC and call you out. Mac, I’m giving you an open invitation to come into APW, walk down my ramp, step into my ring and accept my challenge. Be a man Mac. Stop running and fight. Fight me Mac, Fight ME!



Max Carter comes out with his suit and tie on and makes his way down to the ring. Max gets into the ring and has a microphone handed to him.

Max: Jeff, just stop it. Enough already.

Jeff: What are you talking about Max?

Max: This stupid challenge and calling out my father, Big Mac. Its ridiculous. Its pointless. Mac has his hands full rebuilding EWC. Mac is busy, he has no time for this.

Jeff: Then he makes time. I’ve been wanting to fight Mac for a very, very long time.

Max: He’s retired. Done. He’s not wrestling. Just let it go.

Jeff: No, I’m not letting it go. You don’t get it do you. I’m not doing this for me. Everything I’ve done in APW has never been for me, it was for everyone else. When Mac left EWC high and dry, he hurt and pissed off a lot of people. And justice needs to be served.

Max: Get over it. If people doesn’t like Mac, that’s their business.

Jeff: Its my business. No one has the guts to call him out. No one has ever stood up to Mac and you know what, its about damn time someone does. Mac doesn’t scare me. To me, he’s just some guy who can manipulate and control everyone. But not me. I played that game when I was in EWC and I saw through Mac. Together, you and I Max brought EWC to new heights. We brought Monday Night Brawl to a point that we we’re the best damn show in the world. We set the standard for a Weekly Wrestling Show and in the process, We made Mac look good, Mac took the credit for running such a damn good company when it was US that made it what it was. We made the stars. We made the Money. We we’re the best Max, and you know it and Mac knows it.

Max: Jeff, that was two years ago. Its time to let it go and move on.

Jeff: I won’t move on until Mac accepts my challenge. Like I said, I’ll do what ever it takes to get him into this ring. I’ll come out here every week if I have to and call him out. Mac will fight me, some way, some how, weather you like it or not!

Max: Jeff, I’m just trying to be the peace keeper here. One thing I don’t want to see is my boss fighting my dad.

Jeff: Max, as your boss, I advise you to stay out of this. But, do me a favor, get on your phone, call your dad up and tell him that it would be in his and YOUR best interests to accept my challenge. And tell him one more thing, Through Howling Winds. And Pouring Rain. He Will Fear. The Hurricane.

Jeff and Max stare at each other as Raining Blood begins to play

Chase: Mac has yet to accept Jeff’s Challenge and it doesn’t look like Jeff is giving up on it.

Harvey: Christmas Chaos is still a month away, theres still lots of time for Mac to accept Jeff’s Challenge.

Chase: If Mac does accept, it will be a match for the ages.

Harvey; Two EWC Hall of Famers going at it

Chase: And it looks like now Max got himself in the middle of all this.

Max and Jeff continue to stare at each other as Overdrive goes to commercial.

[President Jeff]

APW Overdrive comes back from commercial break as the arena lights fade to a dim blue and “Spaceman,” by The Killers, begins to play over the speakers! The crowd boos loudly as the blue laser lights shoot from stage, white strobe lights flash about the arena, and red spotlights twirl about. Biggs enters the arena dressed in his normal gear, although it's red, white and blue instead of just the normal white and blue. Even his signature shades are red, white and blue. Biggs has a dance in his step and the APW Overdrive Championship clasped around his waist as he makes his way down the ramp.

Nicky Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a non-title match. Making his way to the ring first, weighing in tonight at 217 pounds, from Seattle, Washington, he is the APW Overdrive Champion, Biggs!

Chase: It's Veteran's Day, and Biggs is showing his patriotism with his entrance and ring gear!

Harvey: There's no denying that Biggs loves America. He loves it almost as much as he loves himself!

There is a group of Marines dressed in their fatigues in the front row as Biggs reaches the ring, and makes his way up the steps before sling-shotting himself over the ropes and into the ring. He dances a bit in the middle of the ring until his music fades. As the lights come back on, Biggs calls for a mic, and waits for the boos to die down before speaking.

Biggs: You know, you people are quite rude to be booing me before you even know what I planned on talking about tonight. You see, today is Veteran's Day, and I was going to ask all of you to join me in a moment of silence honoring our troops, but considering that I saw even these servicemen in the front row booing me, it makes me realize that you people are incapable of showing respect to those who truly deserve it!

The draws even more boos from the crowd.

Biggs: So here's what I'm going to do! I will observe a moment of silence on my own, and any of you who have the decency to join me are more than welcome to!

At this point, Biggs bows his head and clasps his hands, standing silently in the middle of the ring. Most of the crowd shuts up, but there are still some scattered insults hurled towards the APW Overdrive Champion. After a minute, Biggs brings his head back up and speaks again. As he does so, the boos start up in full force.

Biggs: It is pathetic how disrespectful and ungrateful you whelps are...

At this point, Metallica's “King Nothing” hits the speakers. 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. Biggs glares at his opponent from the ring, perturbed that he was interrupted.

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

Harvey: Finally, somebody here to shut Biggs up!

Chase: Hey, Biggs was honoring our veterans! He should be allowed to take as long as he wants!

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 and standing in the middle of it. 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. John walks right up to Biggs and snatches the mic from his hands.

John Green: Why don't you just shut your little yap and show some respect to others yourself!

Biggs is fuming at this point, and John Green chuckles.

Green: Oh yeah, that's right, you don't respect anyone else! Not even your little boyfriend, Chris Cyrus!

Biggs' face is turning red with anger, as he yells “He's not my boyfriend!” loud enough to be picked up by the camera mics. The Overdrive Champ rips off his jacket, and unclasps his belt, trying to attack John Green with it! Green ducks under and drops the mic, turning around to clobber Biggs with a hard punch to the face! The ref quickly grabs the Overdrive Championship Belt and hands it to the timekeeper, calling for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

John Green vs. Biggs

The crowd is to their feet, cheering loudly as John Green pulls Biggs up by the head and gives him a large number of punches to the face, backing Biggs up into the corner! Once there, Green continues to unload on the arrogant champ, giving him brutal punch after brutal punch to the face! Biggs tries to get his hands up to defend himself, but then Green just switches up to body blows, delivering several shots to the midsection! This combination of punches delights the crowd, who are chanting Green's name as he continues to dominate Biggs! Finally, Biggs gets his hand up to Rake the Eyes of John Green, sending the Retribution Killer stumbling back! Green makes the mistake of turning around, and Biggs responds by Clipping the Knee of Green! As John Green is down, Biggs grabs a hold of his leg and gives it a few stiff Kicks before dragging The Retribution Killer by the leg to the ropes and wrapping Green's ankle around the bottom rope! Biggs yanks hard on the foot and ankle as Green grits his teeth in pain and the ref begins the mandatory 5 count! Biggs releases on four, and the crowd is hurling loud insults towards the Spaceman. Biggs keeps his focus on the left leg of John Green, grabbing a hold of the foot and jerking it towards him! Green tries to grabs his leg in pain, but Biggs kicks him in the hands, and continues to deliver several kicks to the leg of Green!

Chase: That's a sound strategy by the champion, as John Green is a much larger competitor than him! Biggs may not be the largest man in that ring, but I'd be willing to wager that he's the smartest!

Harvey: Biggs may be highly intelligent, but he's also a cheater and a coward! It's hard to respect his in-ring ability when he takes so many shortcuts!

Back in the ring, Biggs has a hold of both of Green's legs, and drags him to the middle of the ring! Biggs then attempts to go for the Sharpshooter, but Green uses his good leg to kick Biggs off and launch him back towards the far corner! Biggs hits the back of his neck on the bottom turnbuckle, causing his head to snap forward! Biggs holds his neck in pain as Green tries to crawl towards the ropes to pull himself back up. Green is able to reach the ropes and pull himself back up, and he has a slight limp in his step as he makes his way towards the downed champion. Green pulls Biggs up by the head, and whips him towards the ropes, nailing him with a High Knee on the rebound! Green is unable to follow up right away, though, because when he lands, he lands predominantly on his left leg, causing him to collapse to the mat! Green curses under his breath as he tries to will his way back up, while Biggs is still a bit loopy from the turnbuckle shot.

Harvey: Both men could be injured here! Green's leg looks to be in bad shape, and Biggs still hasn't recovered from the nasty collision with the bottom turnbuckle!

Chase: Whoever can capitalize on their opponent's injury will be the victor. I sure hope it's Biggs!

Harvey: Well I hope it's John Green! If you can play favorites, so can I!

The ref has started the ten count as both men are still on the mat. The fans are firmly behind Green, chanting his name. By the count of 8, both men are barely up, and Biggs' expression has changed from dazed to angry. Green is angered himself, and both men lock up in a collar-and-elbow tie up! Green pushes Biggs back towards the corner, but Biggs takes the cheap shot, stomping John Green right on the left kneecap! As Green gets down to one knee, Biggs grabs his head and turns around, running up the ropes to deliver the Bigg Time! As Green is on the mat, Biggs quickly scurries up to the top rope and leaps off, going for the UFO Frog Splash! Green rolls out of the way at the last moment, causing Biggs to crash and burn! The fans cheer loudly Green slowly makes his way to his feet, and pulls the battered Biggs up with him. Green whips Biggs into the ropes, and on the rebound, catches him with a Sleeper!

Harvey: This is the second time we've seen a Sleeper Hold tonight! Will Green be able to put Biggs away with it?

Chase: NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!

As Green has the Sleeper locked in, Biggs tries desperately to make it to the ropes! Because of Green's sore leg, he's able to make it, and wraps his arms around the top rope! Before the ref can begin the five count, Green yanks Biggs back off of the ropes, and has it cinched in! As Biggs begins to fade, he makes one last desperate lunge for the ropes, but can't quite make it with his arms! Biggs kicks his foot up, and manages to catch the middle rope, and then takes his other foot to run up the ropes and push off backwards, sending John Green back into the mat! While the ref checks to see that the hold hasn't turned into a choke because of the change of position, Biggs quickly digs his boot into the crotch of John Green, which the ref doesn't catch! The fans are livid, and Biggs assures the ref that he kicked Green's left leg. As Green is laid out, Biggs makes his way to the top rope and leaps off, hitting with the UFO Frog Splash! Biggs has him covered,
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Paige: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Biggs!

“Spaceman” begins to play as the crowd boos vehemently. Biggs arrogantly celebrates his win as John Green clutches his jollies!

Harvey: What a disgusting, lousy, cheating weasel! Biggs cut corners again, and again it pays dividends for him!

Chase: It's not cheating if you don't get caught, and Biggs was not caught!

Biggs rolls out of the ring and grabs his Overdrive Championship. He then walks towards the servicemen in the front row and begins to taunt them!

Harvey: Can you believe the disrespect Biggs is showing our brave soldiers!?

Chase: If they're in California, they're hardly brave! They aren't overseas!

Harvey: But they were! I had a chance to talk with those fine gentlemen before the show, and all of them have served tours in either Iraq or Afghanistan!

At this point, John Green has come to in the ring, and he sees Biggs disrespecting the troops, which doesn't please him one bit! Green makes his way out of the ring, and gets behind Biggs, shoving right into the barricade in front of the soldiers! The soldiers then begin to unload on Biggs, clobbering him mercilessly! Biggs tries to defend himself, but he's no match for all those Marines! He somehow manages to wriggle out, and runs towards the ramp, his pride hurt even more than his body! John Green then invites the servicemen to come over the barricade, and they join him in the ring, slapping high fives with The Retribution Killer as “King Nothing” begins to play as we go to commercial!

[President Jeff]

Biggs is walking down the hall, holding his neck in pain, as he reaches Max Carter’s office. He walks inside to see Max Carter sitting at his desk, and Shadow standing beside him! The fans can be heard cheering from the arena at the sight of Shadow, and a scowl comes across Biggs' face.

Biggs: When you said you wanted to see me, Max, I didn't expect to see that loser here as well!

Max:: This "loser," as you put it, brought up some very good points about deserving a rematch for the APW Overdrive Championship, and I happen to agree with him...

Biggs: Oh come on! He was never officially announced as champion, so vis-a-vis, he was never champ! He's not entitled to a rematch!

Max: Even if that logic were the case, I still feel that the conflict between you two is unresolved. I just got off the phone with someone at The Experts, and had a match made for their huge Rival Factions pay-per-view coming up. A match that will show the wrestling world what APW is all about. A match between you and Shadow for the APW Overdrive Championship!

The fans pop at this announcement! Biggs has a sour look on his face as Shadow cracks a smile.

Max: This is a big opportunity for both of you guys, and for APW. Biggs, you talk about wanting to build the prestige of the Overdrive Championship, well here's your chance! Make APW proud.

Biggs storms out of the office in a rage as Shadow thanks Max Carter for the title opportunity and we go back to ringside.

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a non-title match!

Adema's “The Way You Like It” begins to play as the crowd leaps to their feet and cheer. Lights flash allover the place as Slade Craven steps out onto the stage and strikes his signature pose for the fans before running down the ramp towards the ring!

Paige: Making his way to the ring first, weighing in at 235 pounds, from Dallas, Texas, Slade Craven!

Harvey: Here comes the #1 Contender for Level-One's APW Heavyweight Championship at Christmas Chaos! He's fired up tonight!

Chase: He was more fired up at Shockwave! I can guarantee that!

Harvey: That was in poor taste!

Slade slaps fives with the fans ringside before sliding into the ring and hopping up onto the nearest turnbuckle and posing again. At this point, the opening riffs of "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath hits the PA and the fans quickly start booing. Slowly, Chris Cyrus emerges from behind the entrance curtain and stands at the top of the stage, looking out at the crowd.

Paige: And his opponent, weighing in at 240 pounds, from Las Vegas Nevada, he is the APW Xtreme Champion, Chris Cyrus!

Harvey: And here comes the second half of the most vile faction I've ever seen, Chris Cyrus!

Chase: That's no way to talk about our Xtreme Champion! He's had that belt for almost a year now, so he deserves your respect!

Chris begins making his way down to the ring, threatening to hit the fans then looks at the camera and says "get out of my way" as he walks up the ring steps and enters the ring. Chris walks over to the corner and climbs up the middle rope and the crowd boo's him. Chris gives them all an evil stare and jumps back down into the ring and unclasps his belt, handing it to the ref as yells an insult towards Slade! Slade keeps his cool, and shrugs it off as the ref calls for the bell! DING! DING! DING!

Chris Cyrus vs Slade Craven

The two men lock up in a collar-and-elbow tie up in the middle of the ring, and Slade gets the advantage with a quick Armdrag! As he keeps a hold of Cyrus' arm, the Xtreme Champion gets his legs up and locks on a Leg Scissors around the head of Slade! Slade pushes himself out, shoving Cyrus to the mat, and quickly goes for a Standing Front Flip Splash on Cyrus! He hits it, but doesn't even get a one count before Cyrus shoves him off! Both men get to their feet at the same time, and Slade goes for a Spin Kick, which Cyrus ducks, and counters with a Headlock! Slade immediately shoves Cyrus off towards the ropes, and Cyrus ducks the attempted Discuss Punch on the rebound! As he comes rushing back, Cyrus grabs a hold of Slade, and goes for Russian Leg Sweep, but Slade elbows his way out, and takes Cyrus down Snapmare! As Cyrus is seated, Slade grabs a hold of his head and flips over, Snapping Cyrus' head forward! Slade immediately follows up with a stinging kick to the chest of Cyrus and echoes throughout the arena!

Harvey: The #1 Contender is taking to Cyrus right now!

Chase: Actually, it's been pretty evenly matched, with Slade just now getting the advantage!

Slade grabs a hold of Cyrus's head and pulls him up to his feet, whipping him towards the corner! Slade then nails Cyrus in the corner with a Running Flying Forearm, and as Cyrus is stunned in the corner, Slade gives him a Monkey Flip! Cyrus' back hits the mat hard, and he arches it in pain as Slade measures him up and runs towards the opposite ropes, gaining momentum before going into the Rolling Thunder! Cyrus gets his knees up, drilling them into Slade's back, and the former Hardcore Kid gets to his feet, and pulls Slade up into a Headlock!

Chase: HEADLOCK! Chris Cyrus is the undisputed master of the headlock, using it to wear his opponents down! Once Cyrus gets that hold on, you know he's in control of the match!

Harvey: It's rather boring, but effective.

Cyrus grits his teeth as he wrenches the head of his opponent, as the fans boos grow louder and louder! Cyrus drops to one knee, forcing Slade down with him, while maintaining the hold! The fans start to chant, “BORING! BORING!” as Cyrus keeps the Headlock on tight! A big grin is plastered across the face of the Xtreme Champion after he finally releases the Headlock after over two minutes of holding it on! As he lets go of the hold, Cyrus gives Slade a thumb to the eye, drawing boos from the crowd, and an admonishment from the ref. Cyrus shrugs it off, measures Slade as he gets to his feet. As The Main Man gets to his feet, Cyrus gives him a few punches to the face before pulling him in to deliver a Snap Suplex! Cyrus then quickly rolls Slade onto his belly, and makes the crowd even angrier by applying another Headlock!

Harvey: This is getting ridiculous! Cyrus overuses the Headlock, plain and simple!

Chase: No he doesn't! He's brilliant with the application of it, because not only does it take the crowd out of the match, but he wears his opponent down while expending little energy himself! The man's a wrestling genius!

Harvey: Hardly.

Cyrus leans on Slade's back as he pulls harder and harder on the Headlock, drawing loud boos from the crowd. Slade's face is turning an interesting shade of red at this point. The “BORING!” chant gets going again, and again, Cyrus laughs it up. After about another two minutes, Cyrus lets go of the Headlock, and gives Slade a couple of knees to the side before rolling him over and going for a cover,
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Chase: Cyrus almost had this match won with the Headlock! What a glorious manuever!

Harvey: You can write the ode to the Headlock later, partner. It looks like Slade's trying to fight back!

In the ring, Slade is indeed fighting back as Cyrus reaches down to pull him up, only to get greeted with a fist to the side of the head! As Cyrus is knocked back, Slade rolls up to his feet and runs towards Cyrus, taking him down with a Spinning Back Elbow! Cyrus gets back to his feet to get greeted with a Spinning Heel Kick! Cyrus is up a second time, and gets hit with a High Drop Kick! This time, Cyrus stays down, and Slade grabs a hold of his legs, jumping up and hitting with a Wishbone Leg Drop! Cyrus clutches his midsection in pain as Slade pulls him up by the head, drags him to the corner, hooking his head and jumping up to and off the second rope to deliver a thunderous Tornado DDT! As the Xtreme Champion is laid out, Slade goes up to the top rope and leaps off, nailing with Corkscrew Moonsault! He pins Cyrus, 1
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Harvey: Slade almost had him there! How much would Slade love to beat Cyrus here tonight? Especially considering how Cyrus has gotten the better of him in their last two matches?

Chase: Not going to happen! Cyrus will show his championship mettle here tonight!

Slade goes for another cover, but Cyrus pulls him over and manages to get Slade in a pinning predicament, 1
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Harvey: Slade kicked out of Cyrus' finisher! My goodness!

Cyrus can't believe it, and pleads with the ref, holding up three fingers. The ref tells him no, and Cyrus turns his focus back to Slade. He pulls Slade back up, and hooks him in position for another Straight to Hell, but Slade elbows his way out, and kicks Cyrus in the gut followed up with the Fly Fly! Slade pins his nemesis
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Paige: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Slade Craven!

Slade is elated as the ref raises his hand in victory and “The Way You Like It” begins to play.

Harvey: Slade did it! He got a measure of retribution over Chris Cyrus en route to building momentum for his epic contest with Level-One at Christmas Chaos! What a victory for Slade here tonight!

Chase: What a shame! The ref counted slow! He had to! That's the only way Slade could have kicked out of the Straight to Hell!

Harvey: Quit whining!

Slade exits the ring and slaps fives with the fans as he celebrates his victory.

[President Jeff]

Overdrive comes back on the air with Alterbridge's Metalingus playing over the PA and out comes Shadow.

Chase: Shadow isn’t scheduled to be out here.

Harvey: I’m getting word that he wants to address the crowd on his match with Biggs at the Rival Factions Event over at the Experts.

Hades appears rushing full-speed down the steel ramp way with steel chair in hand, swiftly moving in on Shadow whom remains with his back fully turned.

Harvey: "It's Hades! It's Hades! That sadistic animal is back for revenge!"

Chase: "I'd say he wants to repay Shadow for the damage done this past week."

Hades tightly gripping the steel chair reels back before snapping the metal off Shadow's spine, as he arches back and crumbles to the mats. Raising the chair once more, Hades smacks a few more thunderous shots in for good measure to bring the giant down. Reaching in the back of his tights Hades reveals a pair of black handcuffs and quickly latches one onto Shadow's wrist. Dragging Shadow along the mats, Hades pulls the giant with some difficulty towards the nearest ring post. Cuffing both wrists around the ringpost before snapping a few hard martial arts kicks to Shadow's legs, Hades fetches himself another steel chair.

Chase: "What the hell is Hades doing?"

Holding that callous and diabolical grin upon his bruised and bandaged face, Hades approaches Shadow snapping a folded chair tightly around his neck firmly.

Harvey: "Oh god, oh my...I'm not liking where this is going..."

Hades measuring his steps picks up yet another chair used earlier nearby and steps back carefully, while a battered and disoriented Shadow leans helplessly cuffed to the ringpost. Slowly tapping the chair against the black mats, Hades winds up the chair and smirks glancing to the crowded sea of fans.

Hades-"Batter up...bitch!"

Violently Hades swings the chair...smashing it as it collides into the chair wrapped around Shadow's neck and shoulders into the ringpost!!

Harvey: "OH MY GOD!"

Chase: "That isn't just SICK, that ladies and gentleman is HORRIFYING!"

The packed crowd gasp in terror as they view the sickening replays played over and over again on the Titan Tron screen. Meanwhile a demented and disturbingly pleased Hades chuckles to himself at ringside, holding the badly dented steel chair at his side. Slowly dropping into the ringpost bloodied and unconscious, Shadow wriggles and convulses. Suddenly appearing to be charging down the steel rampway, Pence alongside the AKA rush to the scene as Hades darts off in the opposite direction. Hurdling the barricade and moving into the crowd.

Chase: "Thats right, run when the reinforcements arrive Hades!"

Harvey: "Smart move by Hades, he attacked the bigger man while he was distracted...well-scouted but very risky."

Chase: "Eye for an eye I guess you could say then, but I highly doubt these two men are far from over."

Harvey: "Right you are, Johnny."

As the AKA brotheren check on their friend and ally, Pence stands alongside staring down Hades in the crowd. Who slowly back steps deeper into the audience holding the dented bloodied chair beside his cheek with a grin. Mouthing words towards the four men as he nods.

Victor Hades: "We're just getting started..."

Pence alongside the AKA turn and help uncuff Shadow and carry him back up the steel rampway as Overdrive fades to commercial.

[President Jeff]

Overdrive comes back on the air showing a clip of what Victor Hades has just done to Shadow

Harvey: Hades is a loose Cannon that needs to be stopped!

Chase: First Jesse now Shadow. I don’t know if anyone can stop him.

Harvey: Lets try to move on cause the main event is here!

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

Paige: Introducing first, from Ft. Lauderdale Florida, weighing in at 225 pounds, he is the White Lion…MICHAEL LIVELY!

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

Paige: And his opponent

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

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

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

LEVEL ONE VS MICHAEL LIVEY


The Bell rings and both men walk out from their corners and meet in the middle of the ring. After a few exchanged words, Lively takes the first shot with a punch to Level One. Level One takes a swing but Lively ducks and Lively punches Lively to the ropes and then throws him into the opposite ropes. Lively puts his head down and Level One kicks Lively in the face. Level One goes for a clothesline but Lively ducks and Level One hit’s the ropes and Lively leaps frogs a running Level One. Level One comes back off the ropes and Lively goes for a hip toss, but its Blocked. Level One grabs Lively’s arm and arm drags him and locks in an Arm Bar. Lively gets to his feet and Level One brings him to the ropes and Irish Whips him. Lively comes back and Level One Lifts Lively in the air and while in the air, Lively comes down connecting with a dropkick to the chest of Lively and Level One goes down and rolls out of the ring.

Chase: Level One just left the ring to regroup.

Harvey: Michael Lively has been waiting for this rematch for a long time

Level One argues with a fan and Lively leaps over the top rope with a cross body, but Level side steps and Lively hit’s the mat. Level One grabs Lively and throws him into the ring post and Livey’s head bounces off of it. The crowd boos the champ as he picks Lively up and rolls him into the ring and hops up onto the ring apron and enters the ring. Level One walks up to Lively and Lively punches Level One in the stomach, but Level One fights it off and kicks Lively to the corner. Level One takes Lively and brings him to the middle of the ring and hit’s the Randy Orton Back Breaker and covers Lively by hooking the leg
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Chase: Level One is like an animal when he’s in the ring. He has one focus and that’s to win

Lively holds his back as he goes to the corner, getting away from Level One. As Level One walks up to him, Lively kicks Level One, but Level One catches Lively’s leg and pulls him out of the corner. Lively goes for the enzurguri, but Level One ducks it and Level One lifts Lively’s leg in the air and slams it down on the mat. Lively holds his knee in pain.

Harvey: A smart move by Level One, taking Lively’s knee out takes out Lively’s high flying assaults.

Lively drags Lively to the middle of the ring and drops and Elbow across Lively’s knee. Level One then gets up, pulling Lively to his feet and puts a limping Lively into the corner. Level One throws Lively to the opposite corner. Lively runs and jumps up to the middle turn buckle. Level One then runs at Lively who does a backflip and catches Level One with an inverted DDT. Lively covers
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Harvey: Lively knee’s isn’t as hurting as it looks.

Lively on his knee’s, starts pounding on Level One’s back and then pulls Level One to his feet and takes him down with a Jaw Breaker. With Level One down, Lively lifts up Level One’s legs, spears them and comes down with a double leg, leg drop to the stomach. Level One rolls over to the corner and Lively helps him up and chops him. Lively then brings Level One over to the ropes and throws him, and Lively connects Level One with a dropkick. Level One bounces back up and stumbles to the corner and Lively jumps up and begins punching Level One. 1...2..3..4..5..6..Level One grabs Lively and walks out of the corner towards the middle of the ring. Level One goes to power bomb him, but Lively counters with a sunset flip into a pin
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Level One rolls backwards out of the pin and kicks Lively right into the chest. Level One pulls Lively up and wraps his arms around him and gives Lively a belly to belly suplex. Level One drags Lively near the corner and begins to climb it. Level One gets to the top and leaps off with a leg drop but Lively rolls out of the way. Level One crashes to the mat and Lively rolls to the ring apron. Lively waits and Level One gets to his feet. Lively springboards and nails Level One with a clothesline. Lively covers
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Shoulder up. Lively goes to pick up Level One and then the crowd starts booing. Lively looks up the entrance ramp and Chris Cyrus is making his way out

Chase: What’s Chris Cyrus doing out here. We’ve already saw him earlier lose to Slade Craven

Harvey: Maybe he’s here to take a closer look at Michael Lively

With Lively distracted for a second, Level One gets a few punches into Lively’s stomach and then gets to his feet and runs off the ropes and catches Lively with a big boot to the face. Level One covers
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Level One signals for his finisher. He grabs Lively and sets him up for the Level Advance but Lively gets out of it by flipping backwards and lands on his feet. Level One turns and gets kicked and in one motion, Lively nails the Lions Bite. Level One’s head bounces off the mat and Lively covers.
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Chase: Chris Cyrus just pulled Michael Lively off of Level One!

Harvey: He shouldn’t even be out here.

Lively turns his attention to Chris Cyrus and the two exchange some words and Level One rolls Lively up from behind
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Level One punches Lively and throws him into the ropes, but Lively reverses it and spears Level One. Level One is down and Lively climbs up to the top rope. Chris Cyrus jumps up on the ring apron and runs at Lively, but Lively kicks him in the face and Cyrus falls off the apron. Lively positions himself and comes off the top rope with the Prelude and MISSES! Level One rolls out of the way at the last second. Lively is up holding his leg and Level One picks him up and nails the Darkness Shrine. Level One covers.
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LEVEL ONE IS PULLED OFF

Harvey: Slade Craven is out here!

Chase: To Help Michael Lively?

Harvey: I think its more to screw over Level One

Level One turns his attention of Slade and the ref is telling Slade to go outback. Out of no where, Chris Cyrus spears Slade and then Level One turns and Lively goes for the Pele Kick, but Level One moves and Lively nails the ref in the back. Before Lively knows it, Level One, behind the ref’s back, low blows Lively and then nails the Level Advance. Level One covers and the ref see’s it
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Winner: Level One

Level One’s music hits and the ref raises Level One’s arm in victory. The ref the hands him the APW World Title and Level One begins celebrating his victory. As Level One is Celebrating, Chris Cyrus and Slade and still fighting outside the ring and Chris rolls Slade into the ring. Before Slade realizes he’s in the ring with Level One, Level One lays him out with the Title belt to the face. Slade falls like a ton of Bricks

Chase: Chris Cyrus just set up Slade.

Harvey: A big win tonight for Level One, his confidence level just went up as he looks towards Christmas Chaos.

Chase: We’re out of time, be sure to tune in next week to Overdrive

Level One stands over Slade, rising his title as we go off the air with the fans booing.