Overdrive - Hartford, Connecticut (01/13/10)

[President Jeff]

The APW world champion is standing in the middle of the ring to open up the show. Lupe Fasico ''put you on game'' slowly fades out as the champion takes center stage, to a backdrop of booing fans.

Level-One: Last week, I showed the entire APW audience that I am the best champion in this joint. I showed Micheal Lively, this his X-treme championship is nothing more then a trash can lid with barbed wire fitting. I also showed Pence Weatherlight that ''Second tier'' is exactly the terminology for his stomach turning run as overdrive champion, all in one swell swoop.

Level-One swings his hand in the air, clenching his fist and he rises it above his head. The World Heavyweight championship hugs his waist and shines in the camera lens. The crowd jeers as Level-One continues to wield his microphone. His face turns from pride to disgust in a matter of seconds.

Level-One: However the fact that I even had to prove that I, the world heavyweight champion and greatest wrestler in the entire world was above the likes of Micheal Lively and Pence Weatherlight on yet another occasion is slap across the face. See, I didn't prove anything last week. All I did was re-instate my dominance amongst the inferior men who decided to clout my ring with their inferior skill. None of this would be possible if it wasn't for Chris Cyrus and Biggs and his little ''bitch'' too...

Level-One turns to the ramp, and nods his head.

Level-One: Biggs. Chris Cyrus. Get your asses out here right now!

All of a sudden, Muse's “Uprising” hits the speakers as The Axis of Awesome enter the arena to a chorus of boos. Just as they were last week, Biggs and Chris Cyrus are dressed in designer suits, although Ellie is wearing a green skirt and white blouse this week. The lights flash alternately between blue and orange as the faction makes their way to the ring. Level-One has his familiar scowl across his face.

Harvey: Last week, the Axis of Awesome bushwhacked Level-One with the revelation that he was involved in the Triple Threat Match of Champions last week, which the APW Heavyweight Champion didn't take too kindly to.

Chase: All three of these men are acting as co-GMs, and let's just say that they've hardly seen eye to eye on anything! Well, at least Biggs and Cyrus are on the same page, but Level-One, not so much!

Biggs holds open the ropes for Ellie as she steps in, followed shortly by Biggs and Cyrus, and finally, The Beast. Biggs calls for a mic.

Biggs: Now, now, Level-One, we're all General Managers here. The least we can do is be civil towards one another!

Chris Cyrus: We know that you're pissed at us over last week, but come on, man, you won the freakin' match!

Biggs: Exactly! If it hadn't been for us, Level-One, you wouldn't have had the opportunity to prove your superiority to the other champs here in APW. We gave you that opportunity, we gave you that victory!

Level-One: You didn't give me a damn thing, Biggs. I earned that victory myself. I don't need you. I don't need either of you. Hell, you two? You two need, ME!

Biggs Well, well...Not to worry, though, Level-One, we aren't out here tonight to screw you over and put you in a match without your knowledge! In fact, we're giving you the night off!

The fans cheer at this announcement. Level-One is none to happy about it, though, and rips into the Axis verbally.

Level-One: I thought we had an agreement? An understanding...but this is how you want it to go down, guys? As far as I'm concerned this isn't the Biggs and Chris Cyrus show. It's Level-One and the Axis of Awesome. I lead. You follow. I have the same power you do and don't you forget it.

Cyrus: You are right to say that you have the same powers that we do, Level-One, but the fact is that between Biggs and myself, we out-vote you two-to-one. If the two of us don't want you to have a match tonight, well then you don't have a match tonight!

Level-One cocks his fist, looking like he's willing to deck Cyrus right there. The Beast steps up in front of the APW Heavyweight Champion.

Biggs: I wouldn't do that if I were you, Level-One, because there's other things Cyrus and I could do to you as well. If we wanted to, we could strip you of that APW Heavyweight Championship, so I'd think twice about retaliating here tonight!Try as you might, Level-One, you won't be in action tonight. So you have one of two options. You can either leave this ring on your own accord, or we can have security come out an escort you to the back!

Harvey: I think this is proof positive that there's no honour amongst thieves!

Chase: The Axis does have the controlling vote on administrative matters, so long as Biggs and Cyrus agree!

Level-One takes a look at Biggs, then at Cyrus. One more look at Biggs, than another at Cyrus. Finally, he speaks again.

Level-One: You can take your Security and shove them up your ass. I'll leave on my own; but if the either of you think you can double cross me and get away with it? You're sadly mistaken.

Chris Cyrus: Is that a threat!?

Level-One ignores Chris Cyrus and steps out onto the apron, while Ellie waves goodbye. Level-One flips Ellie the bird, and Biggs loses it, lunging towards Level-One, who hops down onto the arena floor, and continues to give The Axis the bird as he heads back up the ramp.

Crowd: NANANANA, NANANANA, HEY, HEY, HEY, GOODBYE!

Biggs takes a moment to regain his composure before continuing to speak.

Biggs: Although Level-One is not in action tonight, that doesn't mean that we're not going to have a championship match tonight! In fact, Pence Weatherlight will defend his newly won Overdrive Championship in this very ring!

The fans cheer loudly.

Biggs: Against none other than me! Pence, I'm calling in my rematch clause tonight, and I will regain my APW Overdrive Championship!

The crowd's cheers turn to boos at the announcement. Biggs cracks his trademark smirk and Ellie grabs the mic from Biggs.

Ellie: Pence, you may have beat my man once, but tonight, he's going to prove it to be the fluke that it was! When folks talk about your Overdrive Championship reign, they'll call you the transitional champion that you are!

She hands the mic back to Biggs.

Biggs: Indeed, Pence, tonight is your night of reckoning, as I will be relieving you of that title and continue on my task of elevating that once proud title to new levels! Why?

Ellie snatches the mic.

Ellie: Because he's out of this WORLD!

Biggs laughs as Ellie plants a smooch on his cheek. Cyrus then begins to speak.

Cyrus: And now, as reported on actionpackedwrestling.tk, I have a blockbuster announcement that will change the face of this company! Are you all ready for this. Internet nerds, get ready to put this announcement on youtube in five minutes.

Chris clears his throat

Chris: Is everyone ready? Ok. On January 31st, New Years Retribution, The Survive and Conquer match, I am proud to announce that I will be the Last man to enter the match!

Biggs and Chris high five each other

Chase: Can he do that?

Harvey: I don't see anything stopping him.

Chris: Last year, I made it to the final four, and this year, I plan on winning this match, be 500,000 dollars richer and add another great achievement to my carrer. I told you this announcement would be huge

At this point, “Uprising” begins to play again as the fans boo and The Axis leaves the ring.

Harvey: What an announcement from The Axis to start off the show! Tonight, Pence Weatherlight defends his title against the man he won it from at Christmas Chaos, Biggs! Somehow, I don't think that match is going to be on the up and up.

Chase: And Chris Cyrus "Blockbuster announcement" was making himself the last man to enter the Survive and Conquer match. With 38 people scheduled to appear in the match, making himself number 38 gives him a huge advantage in the match

Overdrive goes to commercial

[President Jeff]

Chase: Welcome back to Overdrive. If your just joining us, it was announced a few moments ago that tonight, Pence Weatherlight will defend his Overdrive Championship against Biggs.

Harvey: Lets not forget the other announcement

Chase: Oh yes, Chris Cyrus made himself the last entrant in the Survive and Conquer match.

Harvey: Lets go to the opening match of the night.

Johnny Insane Vs Vic Diaz

The two lock up and Diaz is quick to shove Johnny to the mat. Johnny hit’s the mat hard enough to do a backwards roll back to his feet. The two circle one another and they go to lock up and Johnny begins kicking Vic in the side of his legs. Johnny runs off the ropes and goes for a spinning heel kick, which doesn’t take Diaz down. Diaz, stumbling a bit, Johnny runs off the ropes again and Vic catches him with a Power Slam. Vic hooks the leg for the cover
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Chase: Vic has the size advantage in this one, and with his hardcore background, Johnny may be in trouble

Harvey: Johnny is going to have to stick to his speed if he wants to pull out the victory in this one.

Vic takes Johnny to the corner and gives him a few body punches and then throws to the opposite corner. Vic charges at Johnny who moves and Vic hit’s the corner and stumbles backwards. Johnny climbs the top rope and jumps off with a Hurricanrana and swings Vic and flips him over to the mat. Vic get up and falls into the corner. Johnny runs and jumps on Vic, going for a monkey flip, but Vic grabs the ropes and Johnny hit’s the mat. Johnny holds the back of his head and Vic stomps on Johnny and drops a leg drop across Johnny head and covers him.
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Chase: Vic has a good 70 pounds weight advantage over Johnny and its showing right now.

Vic pulls Johnny up and Chops him to the ropes. Vic throws Johnny into the ropes and puts his head down. Johnny comes back, kicking Vic in the face and then baseball slides through Vic’s legs before dropkicking him from behind. Vic falls forwards into the ropes and bounces backwards where Johnny rolls him up in a school boy
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Vic gets up and Johnny takes him down with a swinging head scissor. Vic gets right back up and goes right back down with a spinning heel kick from Johnny. Johnny covers.
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Vic powers out. Vic starts getting up and is on one knee. Johnny points towards the entrance and the ref turns his head just long enough to allow Johnny to poke Johnny in the eye. The ref looks back, all confused and Johnny nails Vic with a Super Kick. Vic is down and Johnny covers
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Johnny yells out “THAT’S IT” as he begins climbing the turn buckle.

Harvey: He may be going for his finisher here

As Johnny gets to the top, Vic is up and punches Johnny in the face and climbs the ropes. Johnny tries fighting Vic off, but Vic nails Johnny with a few head butts before hooking him up and Superplexes him off the top rope. Vic covers
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Vic lifts Johnny up and sets him up and then pick him up for a Jack knife power bomb, but Johnny punches Vic in the head and counters with a Hurricanrana. With Vic getting up, Johnny dropkicks him in the head then goes to the corner and takes the padding off the turnbuckle. As soon as he does, the ref snatches the turnbuckle pad from Johnny and begins putting it back. Johnny goes over to Vic who low blows him. Vic then yells at the ref then rolls Johnny up in a school boy
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Winner: Vic Diaz

Chase: Impressive win by Vic Diaz

Vic Celebrates his Victory as we go backstage.

As the fans seemed pleased with the show thus far we head backstage to find Sabur's Lil Dick (his midget named Richard that well we call Dick for short, literally) scampering around the back hall. The man dressed in an APW t-shirt wearing his trademark pink solider helmet to protect his tender head.

Sabur's Lil Dick pauses for a moment at the hair and makeup station, giving the hair dresser a look over. The midget has a huge smile as he grabs his crotch and begins thrusting his pelvis toward the woman as he grunts with pleasure. A look of disgust comes over the hair dresser as she watches on to the perversion of this little fellow. Just as he thrusts one more time this tiny fuck is hoisted into the air as his feet begin pedaling underneath him trying to find land.

As the camera pans out you see the hoister as none other then Michael Lively dressed and ready for action later on tonight. The new Xtreme champion slams the midget back first into the wall.

Lively: Well, well what do we have here. If it isn't Santa's little helper. It's been awhile Lil Dick. Maybe you can clear a few things up for me, WHY IN THE HELL DID SABUR COME BACK?

The midget just smiles at Lively without saying a word. This infuriates Lively.

Lively: Nothing to say, I have been looking for him since last week. He was nowhere to be found on Overdrive, and I haven't seen him yet here tonight.

Again the midget hangs in Lively's grasp with nothing to say just a smart ass smirk.

Lively: That’s how you want to play it Dick, well I can play too you little bastard!!!

Lively takes the man by his t-shirt from the wall and throws him into the equipment case on the other side of the hall. The tiny guys body hits the case with a nasty thud, then crashes to the floor. The midget gets to his hands and knees grunting in pain. Lively smirks with pleasure and like a placement kicker sprints toward Lil Dick and punts the midget in the ribs lifting him off the ground. The midget finds himself on the ground once more in more pain then before. Lively looks down at Sabur's Lil Dick and spits right on him.

Lively: Game on bitches, game f*****g on.

Overdrive goes to commercial

[President Jeff]

Backstage we find Victor Hades moving through the halls, as he merely glances from side to side every few steps. A simple glare in each direction like that of a predator marking it's territory, as he passes workers and fellow superstars... Having not been seen or heard from since early December back at Christmas Chaos after defeating Shadow in the brutal and bloody "Deck the Halls" match.

Meanwhile Hades shoving past sound crew and fellow backstage staff members he finally reaches the locker rooms. Until cutting a corner he stops in his footsteps and turns at an angle, as if almost disregarding his first intentions... Turning back slowly he appears very irritated and displeased, curling his fingertips as he breathes uneasy and steps towards what appears to have caused this anger...

Victor Hades-"What the HELL do you want and just what in God's shitty excuse for a name are you doing in MY doorway?"

The camera slowly pans turning aside revealing Pence Weatherlight standing with his arms folded as he leans against Hades' locker room door in street clothes. A smile flashing brightly across his face, as he merely shrugs in response holding his amused expression.

Hades meanwhile perks a brow and still appearing to be displeased and not amused by Weatherlight's actions or presence, moves a few inches closer.

Victor Hades-"Look, you and I...we're going to be getting to know one another a lot more around here pretty soon. Aside from our past engagements and whatever nonsense you think you're about to ramble off on, I don't have time for this shit, Pence. I've got far more important things to focus on than you here tonight. So why don't you take your no good for nothing Overdrive gold wearing-ass, your EWC followers probably hiding behind this door, and skip on out of here before I get a little uncomfortable and change my god damn mind?"

Pence holding the same exact smile doesn't move his posture at all, while Hades glares a hole through Weatherlight's eyes as he breathes impatiently against the damp strands of his dark hair.

Victor Hades-"Maybe you didn't hear me clear enough, I'm giving you a final warning to get the hell away from my door and scoot. Because Pence tonight, I've got a little bit I need to get off my chest in that ring tonight-you might want to listen. Because it will affect you, this company, and every last miserable and poor son of a bitch stepping into that ring with us at Survive and Conquer. I'm coming for one thing and one thing only, victory...victory by any means necessary. I don't care who I have to hurt, who I have to break, or who I have to bleed like a stuffed fucking pig. So for the final fucking time, I suggest you get the hell out of my way."

Pence still appearing to be rather amused, chuckles audibly to himself very quietly and nods not taking his eyes off Hades. Moving away from the door and walking off down the hallway, while Hades looks on, eyes narrowed and appearing very unpleasantly frustrated kicks his locker room door open before slamming it behind himself...

We go back to ringside

''Put you on game'' by Lupe Fiasco attacks the stereo system as the APW world heavyweight champion explodes through the curtain. With the world heavyweight championship slung over his shoulder, his face is display of frustration and anger. The veins in his exposed hand can clearly be observed as he clutches a microphone. Ignoring the fans that boo him on the way down, he takes the route of the steel stairs, smashing his fist against it all the way in, before entering the ring.

Harvey: It doesn't look like the World Champion is happy about having the night off; but I can't imagine that alone is enough to set him off.

Pacing back and forth in the ring, like a rabid animal, he finally lifts the microphone to his lips. His eyes are sharp, sharp enough to a cut a whole through the lens of the camera. Backstage, the crew has their hand eagerly on the delay button, in attempts to save on shelling out some FCC cash for fines they may incur.

Level-One: For the past two weeks; Biggs and Chris Cyrus, along with myself have taken over the reins of Monday Night Overdrive in the absence of President Jeff. Me, Cyrus, and Biggs made the union under the assumption that we would respect each-others personal wants and needs and would do what was best for US, not for YOU, the people...

The crowd shows their disappointment with Level-One as the boos rain in. However, it doesn't stop Level-One as he merely speaks over the crowd, whom voice their dislike for their world champion.

Level-One: But it's clear that Biggs and Chris Cyrus are only looking out for Biggs and Chris Cyrus and that I have become the third wheel in this trio. See, Biggs and Chris Cyrus they once had a iota of common sense. Biggs and Chris Cyrus once knew that they were well below ME on their pedestal—but absolute power as they say, corrupts absolutely, and it is clear to me and anyone with a half of brain to see Chris Cyrus and Biggs need to be brought down a few notches!

A few in the crowd pop; but not enough to overrule the boos which continue to rein in and subtly die a slow death, as Level-One continues to control the topic of conversation with an iron fist.

Level-One: Biggs and Chris Cyrus have thrown out the potential of diplomacy. They have decided to walk away from the negotiation table and call their own shots; but I have enough of it. See, while their maybe two of them and only one of me, as world heavyweight champion, I am thus the greatest power within this company. I, have the ability to make and institute my decisions not by taking a popular vote, but through brute force. And that is exactly what I am going to do, right here, right now!

The crowd begins to stir with anticipation. Clearly, not feeble enough to cheer for their world champion, but heeding his words to the point where they'd be willing to listen to them further. They couldn't trust Level-One though and for good reason. They knew he was looking out for himself and by the sly smile that crossed his pitch red face, he knew it too.

Level-One: As APW world champion, I hereby stand as the figure head of the greatest uprising wrestling promotion in the entire world! And thus, it's important that I display my face on the grandest scale of the wrestling industry. Since, I am well known for my success across the world and multiple platforms, it is only fitting that I, tonight extend the APW as the platform the connects us with every other bottom feeding promotion out there beneath us, today!

The crowd can't help but start a small ''APW'' chant that begins to build steam; as Level-One quickly interjects.

Level-One: With Survivor & Conquer just two weeks away, there is no better time then to announce that Level-One is revamping the Surive and Conquer match. The only catch is? It's open to anyone and everyone. You want to prove you have even half the skill I have? Then it's yours for the taking. Since I was the winner of it last year, it's clear that I personally have nothing to prove. So for the winner? It'd be like getting silver while I rock the gold, but Silver is pretty too, right?

Level-One casually shrugs his shoulders as the crowd gives a mixed reaction to the announcement and the delivery & spin by the world champion who cockily fixes the APW world championship on his shoulder.

Level-One: Of course, much like everything there is a catch. Survive and Conquer will follow the exact same format as it did last year...only this time the final reward won't be an APW world heavyweight title shot...

Level-One cracks a smile and drops the microphone to the mat as ''Lupe Fiasco- Put you on game'' once again attacks the PA system. The cheers quickly have drained out as the boos rein in heavily as the crowd realizes they have been duped once again by the world champion, who cockily backs his way up the ramp and through the curtains.

Harvey: Huge announcement by Level-One here! You don't think Biggs and Chris Cyrus are going to overrule this, do you?

Chase: You heard Level-One, didn't you? He is the APW world heavyweight champion. I'm pretty sure that makes him the most powerful man on this roster; not undermining Chris Cyrus and Biggs of course, they're awesome too!

Harvey: You're such a fan boy, Chase.

Overdrive goes to commercial

[President Jeff]

Overdrive comes back on the air

Chase: Welcome back folks, its time for our next match

Draven Vs Madok Mortalis

The bell rings and both guys circle one another, but before they can lock up, the titantron flickers on and you see Chris Cyrus and Biggs on the screen.

Chris: Hold on a second guys.

Biggs: We decided to switch things up here tonight.

Chris: You two won’t be facing each other. In stead, your teaming you two up in a tag match.

Biggs: And your opponents…Streets Wilson and Assassin.

Chris: Good Luck

The titantron fades out as Assassin’s music begins to play and out comes Assassin and Streets Wilson.

Chase: Streets and Assassin we’re suppose to fight each other later on tonight, but now their tag team partners.

Assassin and Streets get in the ring and stare down their opponents


Assassin & Streets Wilson Vs Draven and Madok Mortalis

Draven and Streets are gonna start things off and before anything can happen, Johnny Insane runs down to the ring

Chase: What’s he doing out here now. We saw him earlier and lost.

Johnny slides in and begins attacking everyone, which sends out his opponent from earlier, Vic Diaz. Vic gets in and starts attacking Johnny. With Johnny down, Mark Moment runs from the back and slides into the ring. He’s face to face with Vic and all of a sudden, Draven, Streets, Assassin, and Madok are up and surround Vic.

Harvey: This doesn’t look good for Vic. Especially how he turned on APW to help EWC kid napped President Jeff

And then, a 5 on 1 attack on Vic begins to happen. They beat him down and then Johnny is back up and jumps in. Everyone all begin to brawl with one another. Total Chaos is in the ring and just then, the titantron flickers back on with the Axis of Awesome on the big screen.

Chris: HEY!

Biggs: If you don’t stop your all FIRED!

Everyone break apart and look up at the big screen

Chris: That’s better. We we’re about to have a five star classic tag team match here but somebody had to ruin it for everyone. Thanks a lot

Biggs: As much as everyone would love to see you all beat the crap out of each other, there’s no time for it right now. So this is what we’re going to do.

Chris: We’re making a match for New Years Retribution. We’re bringing back a match that hasn’t been done in forever, a match that hasn’t been done in APW. We’re bringing back, The TURMOIL MATCH!

Biggs: You 7 will be in this match. You all will be picked at random. Two men start and when someone is pinned, then their eliminated then the next person comes in. This continues until there is 1 man remaining.

Chris: And since we’re nice guys and we want to give you guys something to fight for. The winner of this match, will receive a future APW Title match. Which Title? Who knows.

Biggs: Train hard for this match guys, this is your big shot.

Chris: Now get out of our ring.

The titantron flickers off and then The lights dim inside the arena as Michael Lively's music begin to blare. This of course ushers in a chorus of hatred and overwhelming boo's from the ignorance that are the APW faithful. The man that loves being the most hated man in wrestling makes his way out on the ramp way with his head covered by the trademark hood that he usually sports.

Chase: The fans aren’t happy to see him tonight

Harvey: Everyone better leave the ring before he gets in there

The man outstretches his arms as these fans sing him a symphony of hate. People are disgusted by his presence and the JESUS pose just adds fuel to the flame. Michael Lively flips the hood back and begins talking shit to each fan lining the ramp as he struts toward the ring. All the wrestlers exit the ring and Lively rolls inside the ring as the words Xtreme Champion scroll beneath his name on the tron. All the wrestlers from the pervious segment head up the ramp as Lively quickly picks up a mic and takes center stage as the idiots pipe down briefly so the JESUS can begin his rant.

Lively: Well, well, well...tonight is a very special night isn't it. Tonight we have the return of the ever so popular Sabur!!!

The fans erupt in cheers for the man cow.

Lively: Sad isn't that you people like the genetically enhanced physique of a pretend champion like Sabur. I mean if it wasn't for Human Growth the son of a bitch would be the size of Chris Cyrus.

The fans boo Lively's comments.

Lively: Easy, I hate Cyrus just as much as you retards now listen closely because the JESUS has some very important business to attend to. First, I will be unveiling my NEW Xtreme championship belt here this evening.

Sure I know, it's been done before-ladi-da. Well this division needs something more then a trash can to fight for, this division has represented what this company has thought about it since day one. It's clear they didn't give three flying fairy s***s about the Xtreme division that is why it has held such a lackluster prize for so long. Well thanks to the SAVIOR of XTREME Michael Lively, I will be giving this division something not only to be proud of, but something to strive for in a new championship belt.

But before we go there I must address this slight nuisance that has arisen for me. Sabur it seems you have an agenda, a reason for your return other then reclaiming the World title that was robbed from you. You were right Sabur I was watching your little promo this week, I have been interested in your return. I mean you crashed my party at Christmas Chaos and for what??

The man pauses for a moment as he looks out to the fans who stand on their toes waiting for Lively to continue on.

Lively: I mean it was Trevor Blackwell and Tabitha Crowley that took you out, knifed your leg and tore that quad muscle from your bone. They are the ones who threw you on the shelf causing the world title to be vacated. Yet when you return you attack me...

More silence as the arena and everyone at home waits for Lively to possibly put the puzzle together with a missing piece.

Lively: Well, I can tell you Sabur that your return, and the hate you have for me is just because I PAID TREVOR BLACKWELL TO TAKE YOU OUT!!!

The fans roar with hatred as Lively just glares at them with pleased grin on his face.

Lively: I'm sure you have been wanting that confession from me, and now you have it. But why might you ask would I do such a thing. Well look at the direct outcome from that very act...Trevor Blackwell versus a hand picked contender, and that hand picked son of a bitch was me. I went on to take that world title and treat Trevor Blackwell like the washed up hack he was. You see the man thought we had some sort of a friendship behind the scenes, he thought the JESUS and him had made some sort of alliance. He had plans on forming another super power stable, but the JESUS is a Lone Wolf that strolls all by his lonesome.

You see Sabur I plotted your demise, I stabbed Trevor Blackwell in the back and during the process I lost my fucking mind and began just s***ing on everything. I turned on Jeff and the APW to go to none other then Trevor Blackwell's IWC. Well I guess I got what I deserved there, and here I returned just as you have. It seems the dirty little secret is out big man, the question is what the fuck can you do about it. I mean you and I both know that I'm far more superior inside the ring then you.

My endless aerial assault has taken you out before, and it surely will once again. So since you feel so froggy, Michael Lively is begging you to go ahead and jump Sabur, I ain't going anywhere.

Lively lowers the mic as the fans roar in hate for the JESUS. The man waits for the ruckus to die down, and lifts the mic back to his lips.

Lively: So, onto the rebirth of the Xtreme Division. Whores, and water heads alike stand to your feet as history is unfolded before your very own beady fucking eyes.

Lively then drops the microphone and strikes the I Am JESUS pose in the center of the ring as his music hits. From the rafters above a cable lowers a velvet bag attached. Michael Lively reaches up inside the bag unstraps the title from the cable and pulls it out as the camera pans in close.

The red leather title belt is hoisted high into the air as you notice the center plate of the championship is in the form of a golden chain link with studded ruby red stones scattered all over the edges. Directly in the center piece of the main plate raised above the chain link is the figure of an Vulture with it's wings out spread. Below it is a name plate with the words Michael Lively etched on it. Lively holds his new price above his head before letting the title come to rest on his right shoulder. The man bends down picking up the microphone which gets the crowd once again fired up.

Lively: You see this division won't be just about cage matches, or getting hardcore. It's name is Xtreme...and I plan on doing just that by going to the Xtreme. I mean I will put this belt on the line in Donkey stable matches, Carnival of Death matches, hell, even Jennifer Anniston matches, you name it the JESUS is down...

Just then Lively is interrupted by the explosion of cheers from the crowd. His eyes turn toward the ramp as the large muscle bound figure of Sabur rushes toward the ring. Lively turns grabbing the title belt in his hand ready to strike with it as a weapon. Sabur slides into the ring, ducks the championship assault and catches Lively with a boot to the mid section. He then powers forward with a clothesline that takes Michael Lively inside out once again.

The JESUS hits the mat and quickly rolls out of the ring sending the fans into a chorus of "PUSSY-PUSSY" Lively looks up toward the Irish Hammer who stands tall in the ring looking down at him. Sabur then reaches down picking up Lively's new Xtreme title belt. The look of sheer panic comes over the JESUS as the Genetic powerhouse holds the belt in the air. Lively motions for Sabur to give him his title back.

Sabur smirks at the desperation the Xtreme champion is showing. The Irish Hammer quickly swipes them the new title belt over his rear end, giving Michael Lively a dose of his own medicine. Sabur then tosses the belt down to Lively and raises one fist in the air as the Deftones hits the PA system. Lively backs up the ramp clutching his title belt looking at the ominous sight that is Sabur as we go to commercial

[President Jeff]

Overdrive is back on the air with Nicky Paige standing in the ring

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the APW Overdrive Championship!

The crowd cheers at this announcement, but the cheers turn to boos as the arena lights darken and “Spaceman,” by The Killers, begins to play. Blue laser lights shoot from the stage as blue spotlights twirl about the arena and strobe lights flash. Biggs and Ellie enter the arena to a chorus of boos, and they have a dance in their step as they make their way to the ring.

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

Harvey: Biggs used his and Cyrus' self proclaimed power to book this match here tonight! It makes me sick!

Chase: Hey, Biggs would have gotten his contractually obligated title rematch at some point, and I got to say, what a surprise seeing it tonight!

Biggs and Ellie have reached the ring by this point, and Biggs allows Ellie up the steps first before walking up himself and holding the ropes open for Ellie to enter the ring. He then slingshots himself over the ropes and walks to the center of the ring, where he and Ellie strike a pose before she pecks him on the cheek. Biggs holds his arms out so Ellie can remove his jacket, and then his shades. Biggs then calls for a mic, and gets one.

Biggs: Tonight, you all get to witness history as I will become a three-time APW Overdrive Champion! Try as you like, Pence Weatherlight, there is no way that you will be walking out of here tonight with that title! Can you tell him why, Ellie?

Ellie: Because, Pence, we're in charge, and we make the rules! Also, because Biggs is quite simply out of this WORLD!

Harvey: Just great! I figured this match wouldn't be fought on the up-and-up, and their words just proved it!

Biggs and Ellie laugh in the ring as the Titantron bursts to static as the lights all dim down and begin to flash different colors at random, the fans turn their eyes to the entrance ramp, as all the light go out. A voice comes out over the speakers saying "Baby don't fear the Reaper." and then the lights come on. "Everything" by Pillar hits the speakers now and the lights begin to flicker red, white, and blue. Pence walks out on to the entrance ramp holding his championship belt over his shoulder and he stops at the top and looks out around the arena. The fans all begin to chant "Mr. Main Event" and he slowly brings his hand up for a salute, but halfway there he jerks it up, and two blue pyros explode beside the ramp. He then starts to walk down the ramp, slapping hands, and taking pictures with fans.

Paige: And his opponent, weighing in at 250 pounds, from Hershey, Pennsylvania, he is the reigning and defending APW Overdrive Champion, Pence Weatherlight!

Pence gets inside the ring and look around at everyone who is watching him and then he nods his head as he unslings the championship belt from his shoulder. He then lifts up the belt above his head with both hands and all four turnbuckles explode with blue pyrotechnics from the top. Pence then puts the belt back on his shoulder and turns to the ref, handing him the belt, and then he gazes over to the entrance ramp. He kneels down and keeps an eye on Biggs the whole time. He then gets to his feet and hands his Overdrive Title to the referee, glaring at Biggs as Ellie exits the ring. The ref holds the belt high in the air before handing it to Nicky Paige and calling for the bell. DING! DING! DING!

Pence Weatherlight vs Biggs
Overdrive Championship Match

The two men tie up in the middle of the ring, with Biggs getting the upperhand and getting Pence in a Side Headlock! As Biggs has the hold locked in, he uses his free hand to blow a kiss to Ellie, who “catches” it and presses her hand against her cheek. The crowd boos this gesture, and Pence takes advantage by shoving Biggs off towards the ropes and catches him with a Clothesline on the rebound! Biggs gets back up to get greeted by a couple of haymakers from Pence before being whipped into the corner! Pence charges in, but Biggs jumps up and over him, landing behind Pence and going for a School Boy! Biggs has a hold of the bottom rope,
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Chase: Biggs almost beat Pence there in record time!

Harvey: Of course you're going to ignore the fact that he was cheating.

Chase: It's only cheating if the ref catches you doin' it!

The fans are booing Biggs mercilessly, getting a “BIGGS SUCKS! BIGGS SUCKS!” chant going as the arrogant competitor reaches down to pull Pence back up. Pence counters with a hard shot to the face, sending Biggs reeling! Pence then explodes up to his feet, and nails Biggs with a thunderous Spear! Biggs holds his gut in pain as he rolls out of the ring. Ellie rushes over to check on her man as Pence steps through the ropes and out onto the apron. He motions for Ellie to step away from Biggs, looking like he's lining up for a Double Axe Handle or some other jumping maneuver, but Ellie won't budge! Finally, Pence hops off the apron down to the floor, and makes his way towards Biggs, who pushes Ellie towards Pence and as uses the distraction to get a running start to nail Pence with a Flying Forearm! Ellie shoots Biggs a dirty look as he pulls Pence up by the head and bounces it off the apron before rolling Pence back in to the ring. Biggs then goes over to console Ellie before rolling back in right before the 10 count. Ellie still has a slightly sour look on her face, but is cheering on Biggs nonetheless as he goes back in and stomps Pence a couple of times before stepping out onto the apron and performing a Slingshot Flipping Leg Drop! Biggs goes for a quick pin, but only gets a one count. He stays focused on Pence, stomping him a few times before dragging him by the legs to the center of the ring and flipping him onto his belly to apply a Camel Clutch! As Biggs pulls back on Pence's chin with his right arm, he uses his left arm to deliver some nasty Crossfaces to his opponent! After a couple of blows, Biggs hooks his hands again, and wrenches back! The crowd is chanting “WEATHERLIGHT! WEATHERLIGHT!” as Pence tries to muster his strength to break the hold.

Chase: Biggs is really wearing down Pence in the early goings of this match! Things are going exactly as Biggs planned them to thus far!

Harvey: There's no doubt that Biggs is using every advantage he can against Pence, frustrating the champion. Still, Pence is Overdrive Champion for a reason, and I'm sure he'll be able to get some traction going against the former champ!

As Biggs cinches the hold on tighter, Pence starts to push up with his arms, trying to get to his feet while Biggs still has the hold locked on. Pence manages to get to his feet, while Biggs tries desperately to keep the hold latched on! Biggs is shaking his head, "no! no!" and the panic in his eyes is evident as Pence then drops down to his back, crushing Biggs beneath him! The fans are going crazy, chanting "REAPER! REAPER!" as the Overdrive Champion pulls Biggs back up by the head and throws him back down with a Snapmare! With Pence behind Biggs, he gives him a sharp kick to the spine, and the arrogant superstar cries out in pain! Ellie is trying to will Biggs on, yelling words of encouragement as Pence gets down to one knee and locks a Sleeper Hold on Biggs! Biggs struggles a bit before raking the eyes of the champ, breaking the hold and drawing loud boos from the fans! Both men get to their feet at roughly the same time, and Biggs goes for a punch, but Pence blocks it, nailing Biggs with a boot to the midsection before getting the side of him and delivering a Russian Leg Sweep! Pence goes for a cover,
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Harvey: It appears that the momentum has shifted, and Pence is firmly in control!

Chase: C'mon Biggs!

Pence has a confident look on his face and the fans on his side as he gets to his feet and pulls Biggs up along with him. He then whips the former Overdrive Champ towards the ropes, but Biggs ducks the attempted Clothesline and springs off of the opposite ropes to hit with a Springboard Backflip Reverse DDT! The crowd spews venomous taunts towards Biggs, and Ellie covers her ears on the outside to try and drown them out. The arrogant competitor mocks the fans before turning his attention back to Pence, giving him a couple of stomps to the chest before rolling Pence over onto his belly and hooking his arms in a Double Underhook before driving his knees repeatedly into the crown of Pence's head, hitting with the Ultimate Knee Strikes! Biggs then smoothly floats over onto Pence's back, and begins to pummel the back of his opponent's head as Pence tries to get his hands up to defend himself! Biggs dismounts and gets to his feet, taunting Pence to get up. As The Reaper obliges, Biggs delivers a couple of stinging Calf Kicks before taking Pence back down to the mat with a Backsweep Kick! Biggs then gives Pence another stomp to the chest before pulling off a Standing Shooting Star Press! He has Pence's shoulders on the mat,
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Chase: Biggs almost won the title back there!

Harvey: Key word, almost! Close only counts in horse shoes and hand grenades!

Biggs slams his fist to the mat in frustration, but gives Pence a couple of punches to the side of the head before mounting the nearest turnbuckle. The Spaceman motions for Pence to get to his feet, and as Pence does, Biggs leaps off for a Flying Cross Body! Pence ducks under, though, sending Biggs crashing and burning into the mat! The Reaper then pulls him back up to his feet and gets behind him to deliver a Release German Suplex! Pence tosses him with such force that Biggs rolls right out of the ring and to the floor! Ellie runs over again towards Biggs to check on him. Back in the ring, the ref starts the mandatory 10 count, and Pence motions for Biggs to get back into the ring. Biggs shows no signs of wanting to get back into the ring, jawing off towards Pence, and allowing the ref to reach the count of 10! DING! DING! DING! Before Nicky Paige can announce the count out, though, Biggs snatches the mic from her.

Biggs: I forgot to mention it earlier, but this match is no count outs!

Harvey: What the devil!? Biggs is using his power as GM to change the rules as he goes along! What an abuse of power!

Chase: Why do you always assume the worst in people, Darren? As Biggs said, he forgot to mention it earlier!

The crowd boos loudly as Biggs and Ellie laugh it up on the outside. Pence has an angry look on his face as he steps between the ropes and hops down onto the floor, glaring at Biggs. When Biggs sees how pissed Pence is, he bolts off, running around the ring with Pence in hot pursuit! As Pence chases Biggs, The Beast comes from out of the crowd, and as Biggs rushes past, The Beast catches Pence with a monstrous Clothesline! DING! DING! DING! Again, before Paige can announce the decision, Ellie grabs the mic.

Ellie: Oh yeah, and per order of Biggs and Chris Cyrus, this match is no disqualifications!

Harvey: Oh come on! Could this be any more blatantly unfair!?

Chase: What's unfair about it? It's the GMs' decision!

The crowd is at a fever pitch, booing even louder than before as Biggs and The Beast lay the boots to Pence Weatherlight. As they're stomping away at Pence, Biggs motions for Ellie to hand him the Overdrive Championship belt! Ellie obliges, handing her man the belt. Biggs tells The Beast to pull Pence up and The Beast holds him in place as Biggs goes to smack him with the belt. Pence ducks at the last moment, causing Biggs to nail The Beast with the belt instead, and allowing Pence to catch Biggs unawares with the Heavy Artillery, driving Biggs spine into the floor! Pence then rolls Biggs into the ring as Chris Cyrus comes rushing down the ramp! The crowd boos as Cyrus comes into the ring and starts to brawl with Pence, buying Biggs some time to recover. The Beast has come to on the arena floor, and he enters the ring himself attacking Pence from behind! By this point, all three members of The Axis are to their feet, and laying a beatdown on Pence Weatherlight!

Harvey: This is just sickening! How can Pence overcome these odds? The deck has been stacked against him for sure!

Chase: This is great! We'll finally have an Overdrive Champion we can be proud of again!

Harvey: You'd be proud of that?

The Axis of Awesome continues to stomp Pence mercilessly, as the crowd boos loudly. However, the boos turn to cheers as Pence's associate, Madok Mortalis rushes down the ramp, pops up onto the top turnbuckle, and leaps off with a Flying Cross Body that takes down Chris Cyrus and The Beast from behind, sending both of them rolling out of the ring! Biggs turns around and sees Madok getting back up to his feet, kicking him in the gut and delivering The Star Maker! As Biggs turns around, a blond man about the same size as Biggs runs out from the crowd with a steel chair in hand, and knocks Biggs senseless!

Harvey: Oh my goodness! That's Adam Freeman from the IWF! He and Biggs have been having a war of words as of late over in that fed, and it looks like Adam's here to make sure that Biggs doesn't weasel his way to the Championship!

Chase: He doesn't belong here! He shouldn't be here!

Harvey: He has just as much right to be here as Chris Cyrus and The Beast!

Freeman helps Pence up to his feet and then heads outside of the ring with the chair still in hand to clobber The Beast! Pence pulls Biggs up as well, whips him towards the corner, and lifts him up onto his shoulders to deliver The Reaper's Will! Pence goes for the cover,
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Paige: Here is your winner, by pinfall, and still the APW Overdrive Champion, Pence Weatherlight!

The ref raises Pence's arm in victory as Ellie screams in disgust on the outside. Biggs is out like a light in the middle of the ring, and Freeman has made sure that The Beast and Cyrus are down outside as well. Pence goes to help Madok up to his feet, and raises the arm of his associate as well as the fans cheer wildly. Pence gives a quick salute to Freeman, thanking him for the help, before Freeman disappears back into the crowd.

Harvey: He did it! He did it! By gosh he did it! Despite the heavy odds against him, Pence Weatherlight successfully defended his Overdrive Championship here tonight against Biggs!

Chase: But you have to give a huge assisst to Adam Freeman of the IWF.

Harvey: Perhaps, but only because Biggs had help first! IWF is one of the feds represented in Survive and Conquer at New Year's Retribution, and perhaps this is the opening salvo for that brand to make a huge impact at the pay per view!

Chase: First we have to deal with EWC, and now we have all those other wrestling organizations coming at us at Survive and Conquer! What a tumultuous time for APW!

Pence and Madok exit the ring and head up the ramp, celebrating Pence's win as Ellie goes in to help Biggs out. APW Overdrive goes to a commercial break.[/quote]

[President Jeff]

Biggs and Ellie are in the backstage area, heading back towards The Axis of Awesome's office. Biggs is holding his midsection in pain as Cindy Shannon walks up. She's clad in a leopard print outfit per instruction of Chris Cyrus, and is obviously very embarrassed by it. Ellie scoffs as she sees the backstage interviewer approach them.

Cindy: Biggs! Biggs! Can I get a word with you on the outcome of your match tonight?

Ellie: No you can't, you immoral tramp! Stay away from him!

Biggs: No, no, it's okay, despite the nasty fish smell Cindy exudes, I have something to say. Pence, you are one lucky man to leave here tonight with that Overdrive Championship. The only reason you won is because of Adam Freeman's involvement! Make no bones about it! And while I could keep booking myself in title matches with you until the cows come home, the simple fact is that I need to take care of Freeman first! I know that you've been bad mouthing APW for quite some time in the IWF, and now that you've stuck your nose in the APW, Adam, you submit yourself to the authority of those in charge of APW, and right now, that just happens to be me! So if you want to put your money where your mouth is, if want to show yourself to be a man of character and dignity, you will face me in an APW ring at New Year's Retribution!

At this point, Biggs slaps the mic from Shannon's hand, and as she bends down to pick it up, Ellie shoves her over. The disgruntled couple walk off camera as Cindy Shannon glares at them. And we go back to ringside

As soon as Shadow’s music plays the fans erupt into a roar of cheers. Then as he walks out from backstage they nearly riot. The fans havent seen Shadow in two weeks and he starts down the ramp with a purpose.

Chase: Wow Shadow is here tonight?!

Harvey: Does that mean?

Chase: No there has been no word on if he signed or not.

Shadow gets halfway down the ramp when Chris Cyrus comes out from backstage and runs down the ramp leaping into a flying cross chop to Shadow’s back taking the big guy down. The fans turn ugly quickly as Shadow rolls down the rest of the ramp and before he can get up Cyrus begins his onslaught. Several kciks to the gut and stomps to the back send Shadow to the apron.

Harvey: Come on the match hasn’t even started yet!

Chase: And its all legal!

Shadow starts to get back up before Cyrus climbs the stairs and comes off with a double axe handle smash. Shadow falls back to the mat as Cyrus climbs back to his feet in triumph. He pulls Shadow up and tosses him under the ropes and then pulls himself up onto the apron and launches himself over into a senton splash. Finally the bell rings and the match officially begins

Chris Cyrus Vs Shadow


Shadow is fighting his way back to his feet while Cyrus hit’s the rope and comes off with a kick to the face knocking Shadow back down.

Chase: come on, you know that Chris is doing the smartest thing any man could do when taking on Shadow. Keep him grounded.

Harvey: Only a coward attacks from behind.

Shadow rolls onto his stomach and pushes himself off the mat as Cyrus walks over hooks Shadow’s arm into an Oklahoma Roll. The referee drops for the count.

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As Cyrus gets up he comes across with a clothesline but Shadow doesn’t fall. He backs off and comes back with a second. Shadow takes a step back but still doesn’t fall. Cyrus hit’s the ropes this times and leaps into the air for a third and Shadow catches him with a power slam! He doesn’t go for the cover. Cyrus bounces off the mat and rolls forward with the momentum holding his back in pain. Then Shadow grabs him into a Sambo Suplex launching him over his head back into the center of the ring. Cyrus rolls again and into the corner pulling himself up just as Shadow comes charging in with a splash!

Chase: Hey ref! He was in the ropes come on!

Harvey: You just want Cyrus to win.

Chase: Shadow doesn’t even have a contract anymore!

Harvey: That is not true!

Shadow steps back as Cyrus comes out swinging blindly but it turns out to be spasms and he falls face first on the mat. Shadow walks around the ring with his arms raised high as the fans cheer wildly. He turns back and starts to pull up Chris. But Cyrus rakes Shadow’s eyes causing him to stumble back. The Cyrus hit’s the throat thrust making him back off again. He comes back for an overhead smash and Cyrus drives his fist into Shadow’s gut hard. Shadow doubles over as Chris stands hooks the head and lands a quick spinning neck breaker. He goes for the cover again….

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Cyrus does not let him off the mat hitting several right hands to the face before getting up and kicking Shadow once more. Cyrus hit’s the ropes and comes off with a low drop kicking right to Shadow’s gut making him roll almost out of the ring. Shadow tries to get back up but Cyrus uses the ropes as leverage to stand on Shadow’s throat pushing down and pulling up on the top rope. The ref demands Cyrus break the hold but he doesn’t. The count starts. And at four Cyrus relents, letting Shadow gasp for breath.

Chase: See that’s intelligent

Harvey: How? Its illegal!

Chase; He let go in time!

Shadow starts to get back up and Cyrus grabs him into a sleeper hold but Shadow powers to his feet leaps and drops straight back. The fans cheer as Cyrus is crushed against the mat by Shadow’s size. He rolls of Cyrus and shakes his head trying to get up. Cyrus is dazed but he is back to his feet first. He comes at Shadow again but Shadow grabs him into a bear hug then drives him down to the mat with a spine buster. He falls back catching his breath and holding his ribs as the fans cheer. He starts to get back up as Cyrus pulls himself up by the ropes. They both stand in the ring Cyrus nailing him with a right hand. Shadow fires back with one of his owner. Three seconds later both men are just trading right hands. One after the other. Finally Shadow blocks one! He nails Cyrus, he blocks a second, and returns a shot. Then a third, now Shadow is hitting thunderous right hands beating Cyrus back to the ropes. He shoots him off, and on the return Cyrus ducks the clothesline, then the back elbow. Cyrus dives through the air for a cross body! But Shadow catches him. He holds him there for a second before spinning Cyrus around and hitting the round-about slam! The fans are on their feet. Shadow gets back to his! He is still clutching his ribs in pain. He starts to pull up Cyrus who Grabs Shadow into an inside cradle! The ref counts!


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Shadow tries to get back up. Cyrus holding Shadow by and arm as he works the big man back up. Shadow tries for a right hand, but Chris ducks it and stomps the back of Shadow’s leg. Shadow tries to get up as Cyrus decks him with a right hand. He keeps trying to get to his feet as Cyrus goes for another right, but Shadow ducks it, He rolls back and to his feet as Cyrus charges in. Shadow grabs him by the throat and lifts him for a choke slam! No! Cyrus counters! He hooks Shadow’s arm behind his head. But Shadow elbows him twice he breaks free knocking Cyrus back. Cyrus swings wildly to phase the big guy! Shadow ducks again he hooks Cyrus into a full nelson lifts him up and turns in mid air!

Harvey: What a move! Shadow just turned that full nelson slam into a choke slam!

Cyrus is drive to the mat as Shadow drops to a knee and hooks the leg….
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The fans leap to their feet as the bell rings and Shadow’s music plays.

Chase: What a match that was

Shadow has his hand raised and then slides out the ring, slapping the hands of fans as he heads up the ramp

Harvey: We still don’t know if Shadow has resigned his contract or not, but if this the last match we see Shadow in, then Thanks you Shadow for everything

Chase: Don’t talk like that.

Harvey: Hopefully we have answers soon about all this

Overdrive goes to commercial

[President Jeff]

After commercial break, footage cuts immediately back to the ring as fans rise to their feet... The silence of the crowd stirs around the atmosphere of the arena as it suddenly becomes disturbed by the sound of a horrific and deafening scream, a white mist begins to seep through from the ramp way, its swirling life source, only to cast itself lovingly into the air and towards the stage.

Harvey- "Hades no doubt back in action here tonight, joining us now to probably share his thoughts on who's next in line."

Chase-"Right you are Harvey, this sadistic man will rip and tear anything or anyone that gets in his way."

The crowd looks on worried, each and every face being filled with simple fear as their hearts beat rhythmically with the bright-sensitive flickering lights of death... a sickening blue light only to swoon over the crowd. Just as any search light does when picking sight of its criminal... another one only to follow it in its quest. Suddenly a large circle of fire arises in a quick counter-clockwise motion, before exploding upwards as a tall dark figure appears within the center of the flames.

Chase-"After all, the inmates are running the asylum here tonight!"

Followed just seconds later by the pounding beats of "Bulletproof" by Five Finger Death Punch, as it blares across the helpless PA system. Exhaling calmly he moves casually down the ramp way with the bright white light behind him until suddenly a large and armed group of Police officers rush down the rampway and stop Hades in his tracks.

Police Officer- "Victor Hades you are under arrest for assault and for first degree murder."

Victor: "What?! What the F[censored] are you talking about??"

Harvey-"Wait a second, what the hell is going on here? We have a show being broadcasted live here, they can't do this!"

Chase-"Hades apparently having some issues with authority, these Police officers here are trying to reason with him."

One officer in a County Sheriff's uniform steps forward and begins to speak with Hades now, who immediately turns from appearing disgusted to undenyably completely livid. One officer moves forward to place the handcuffs around Hades, latching one around his right wrist... As Hades snaps forward and headbutts the officer knocking him out cold!

Harvey-"Oh my god!"

Chase-"Assaulting the officers on duty here, Hades just took one out!"

Hades spins and rams his shoulder into a much taller and larger officer charging him, before back dropping the officer over the barricade and into the crowd. One officer however is one step ahead, and begins to mace Hades while another is armed with a nightstick and with some Judo-like maneuver brings Hades to the ground.

The fans erupting in cheers as the Police officers regroup and escort Hades from ringside in handcuffs, replays are shown on the APW Titan Tron screen.

Chase-"We're not quite sure what is really going on here folks, all we know is security officials and the Hartford Police Department have just escorted Hades from ringside."

Harvey-"Could this have anything to do with our leader and boss President Jeff being abducted by the EWC? We'll keep you informed as we await for details!"

The footage cuts to a brief commercial break, hyping up the build up towards the Survive and Conquer live on Pay-Per-View January 31st...

Coming back from commercial break the footage is brought backstage where several representatives on President Hurricane Jeff's behalf and several APW Television Staff stand arguing with Police officials as Victor Hades is placed into a squad car.

Chase-"They're arresting Hades!"

Harvey-"Looks like he'll at least be spending one night in jail tonight..."

Meanwhile a short, dark haired man with glasses breaks through the crowd and approaches the officers.

APW Staff Member Representative-"What are you guys doing? He's in the middle of doing a promo shoot for our show we're airing live right now... You can't just do this!"

A representative shouts, as one particular officer with a bloodied nose turns and stops the man from getting near the car, just seconds before pulling out a small folder of papers and hands it to the staff representative...

Police Officer-"Actually we can and we have to. In fact are you Hurricane Jeff, owner of the APW?"

APW Staff Representative-"No? I'm a certified APW Staff Representative here on his behalf, we're trying to take care of some important matters here tonight... But I don't see how my boss would have anything to do with..."

Police Officer- "I suggest you inform your "boss" he get a lawyer."

The officer turns and opens the driver side door to his squad car, as the representative quickly follows behind and latches his hands on the door...

APW Staff Representative-"Wait why's that, hey! Our boss was kidnapped last month! If anything you should be helping us right now, protect and serve man!"

The short, dark-haired man shouts trying to jerk the door back open while the officer slowly turns back to the Staff Representative...

Police Officer- "Sir, theres a good possibility that the victims could sue you, Hurricane Jeff AND his company. Meanwhile we're placing Mr. Hades here under arrest for charges of assaulting an officer just moments ago, assault and battery on a female, and for first degree murder..."

The officer grumbles while the short APW Staff Representative and his fellow employers stand speechless and puzzled...

APW Staff Representative-"Oh, really huh? And just who might be this traumatized victim that is so determined to put Victor Hades behind bars and sue my employer and CEO Chairman of APW, Hurricane Jeff?"

Police Officer- "Mr. and Mrs. Jesse Nunez."

Harvey-"WHAT?!"

Chase-"WHAT?!"

The fans packed in the sold-out arena erupt into an uproaring burst of cheers after hearing Jesse Nunez's name. Hurricane Jeff's Staff Representatives are left stunned and rather speechless as the police officer enters his car and leaves with Victor Hades riding in the back. While fellow Sheriff County officers follow behind, flashing their lights as they exit the building...

Cut to commercial.

[President Jeff]

The scene appears in Biggs and Chris Cyrus's re-invented office. Biggs stands with his arm around his girlfriend Ellie whom leans her head on Biggs chest. Chris Cyrus stands right beside the two with Beast growling behind. The Axis of Awesome appear to be looking at the same thing, as their faces are over come with disgust, anger, and fear.

Level-One: How are my friends on the other side of the Axis doing, tonight?

The camera pans around to see the APW world champion standing in-front of them with a smile across his face, clearly testing the waters. The Axis clearly to be bothered by something as Biggs steps up to the world champion.

Biggs: I don't know what you just did, but whatever it was, me and Chris Cyrus under no circumstance can allow it to happen!

Biggs nervously looks over to Cyrus as Biggs steps away from Level-One and tags and unsuspecting Chris Cyrus across the shoulder.

Biggs: Come on, Chris... tell him!

Chris Cyrus looks to Biggs as if he forget his que. Clearly winging it, Chris Cyrus casually steps up to Level-One pointing at his world heavyweight championship.

Chris Cyrus: If you think that APW world championship makes you sometime of boss around here, you are sadly mistaken. Me and Biggs, we have decided to let you have your APW open invitational at Survive & Conquer...

Biggs quickly shuffles a look of concern to Ellie whom returns a look to Biggs as if she hadn't had a clue. Biggs quickly steps up, tugging on his partners shoulder.

Biggs: Wait, we did?

Chris Cyrus: Yes, we did...

Chris Cyrus slowly tilts his head back to Level-One and flashes a cocky grin.

Chris Cyrus: This of course all pending on the participation of Level-One in this match up. You forgot to finalize your very own stipulation, Level and so it's up to me and Biggs to correct your mistake. You will take part in that Survive and Conquer match in addition to defending your title that very same night...

Biggs smiles.

Biggs: How do you like them apples, Mr. APW champ?

Level-One merely stares at the Axis of Awesome as Beast breathes heavily in the back round trying to intermediate the APW world champion. Ellie looks on nervously too anticipating the back lash of their actions. Level-One however merely shrugs his shoulders and begins to back out of camera view...

Level-One: Looks like you got me again, guys...

With the exit for the APW world heavyweight champion the Axis all look to each-other as the scene slowly fades to ringside

Chase: Its time for our main event of the night, A Streets Fight

Scars by Papa Roach hit’s the PA and out comes Jason Royce walks rights for the ring

Paige: Introducing first, From Chicago Illinois, JASON ROYCE

Jason gets in the ring and waits

The lights dim, My Own Summer by the Deftones hits. Orange lights flash to the beat of the music, as a shower of red sparks stream down like a water fall. The music picks up, and two large explosions on both sides of the entrance ignite as Sabur strolls through the shower of sparks.

Paige: From Las Vegas, making is APW return to the ring, SABUR!

The Irish Hammer walks the ramp, slides under the bottom rope, stands in the middle of the ring with one fist raised as red flames shoot up from around the apron of the ring.

Chase: Its great to see Sabur in the ring here tonight

Harvey: Its been far too long since Sabur has a match in an APW ring

Sabur Vs Jason Royce

Just before the bell rings, Michael Lively’s music hits and out he comes.

Chase: Oh great.

Harvey: Lively and Sabur will meet for the Xtreme Title at New Years Retribution, but Lively has no business being out here right now.

As Lively walks towards the ring, Sabur has his eye on him and Jason attacks Sabur from behind and the bell rings. With Sabur in the ropes, Jason attacks with punches and then throws Sabur into the ropes, in which Sabur reverses and almost takes Jason’s head off with a clothesline. Sabur turns his attention back to Lively who walks around the ring and goes to the commentators table and takes a seat next to Johnny Chase and puts on a head set.

Chase: What are you doing out here?

Lively: Sabur’s first match in APW in a year, I wasn’t going to be this for anything.

With Royce still on the ground, Sabur goes to pick him up, only get to get caught with a Jaw breaker. Jason doesn’t waste time as he gets out of the ring and searches under the ring and pulls out a Stop Sign and slides it in the ring, and then grabs a Kendo Stick and slides into the ring. With Sabur up, Jason swings the stick, getting Sabur in the gut, and then gives Sabur a Russian Leg Sweep with the Cane and covers him
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Chase: Lets not forget folks, Sabur may have beaten Jason in singles competition, but Jason as beating Sabur in Tag Team action a year and a half ago.

Lively: Big deal, who has Jason beaten Lately?

Harvey: Warbuks

Lively: My point exactly.

Jason picks up the stop sign and as Sabur gets up, Jason runs at Sabur and Sabur punches the Stop Sign right into Jason’s face. Jason goes down and Sabur picks the stop sign up and nails Jason when in the head with it when he gets to his feet. The fans cheer for Sabur as Sabur picks Jason up in a body press and throws him over the top rope and onto the floor.

Chase: I hope you don’t plan to get involved Michael.

Lively: Like I said, I’m just hear to watch Sabur’s return

Sabur exit’s the ring and grabs Jason and slams his face into the ring apron and then throws Jason right into the ring steps. Jason leans on the ring steps as Sabur rushes Jason and Jason drop toe holds Sabur, who goes face first into the steps. Jason reaches under the ring and pulls out some Barbwire and puts it in the ring.

Harvey: That can’t be good for either man

Chase: Jason wanted this match, he might have a trick up his sleeve.

Lively: Don’t give Jason so much credit.

Jason takes Sabur by his head and slams it into the ring steps repeatedly. Jason then rolls Sabur into the ring and then goes under the ring again, pulling out a trash can and throws it in over the top rope. Jason gets into the ring, takes the tape off from around his wrist and chokes Sabur with it.

Chase: This is all legal in this match

The ref tries to get Jason off of him, but Jason keeps choking Sabur, but eventually letting go. Jason stomps on the Skull of Sabur and then covers him
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Jason throws Sabur to the corner and runs at him, going for the high knee to the face, but Sabur catches him and slams him arm to the mat. Jason gets up holding his back and Sabur grabs Jason, lifts him up and drops him with a sidewalk slam. Sabur then see’s the barbwire in the ring, picks it up and wraps it around his arm.

Chase: Sabur is going all out in this out

Harvey: Welcome Back Sabur

Lively: This guy is so stupid. He’s gonna cut his arm all up.

Jason gets to his feet and Sabur throws him into the ropes and catches him in the head with a clothesline with the barbwire. Jason goes down holding his head as then blood begins to drip his face. The fans cheer as Sabur takes the Barbwire off his arm and lays it in the ring, before grabbing Jason, lifting him up and nails the Full Nelson Slam. The Barbwire sticks to Jason’s back as Sabur covers him
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With the trashcan in the ring, Sabur grabs it and Jason gets to his feet. Sabur puts the Trash Can over Jason’s head. Jason doesn’t know where he is and Sabur starts punching the trash can like a punching bag, and then Sabur runs off the ropes and gives the trash can a big boot, which sends Jason down. Sabur covers Jason with him still in the trashcan
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Chase: Jason needs to get out of that trash can.

Lively: I’m surprised that Jason even lasted this long

Sabur takes the trashcan off Jason and throws it across the ring. Sabur picks Jason up for a Powerbomb, but Jason starts punching Sabur in the head and manages to counter with a Hurricanrana. Jason grabs the stop sign, tosses it at Sabur who catches it and Jason dropkicks it into Sabur’s face. Sabur falls to the corner and Jason grabs the barbwire and wraps it around his leg.

Lively: Looks like Jason is just as stupid as Sabur

Jason runs at Sabur and gets the high knee in on him with the barbwire wrapped knee. Jason then grabs Sabur’s head and bulldogs him right into the trash can, crushing it even more. Jason rolls Sabur over and covers him
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With the barbwire still around his knee and Sabur on the ground, Jason grabs Sabur in a front face lock and begins kneeing Sabur in the head with the barbwire and blood is seen on Sabur’s face now. Jason yell out “THAT’S IT!” He waits for Sabur to get to his feet and then hoist Sabur up on his shoulder and nails the GTS, knee’s Sabur in the head with the barbwire. Jason covers.
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Harvey: I thought Jason had it won there.

Lively: Sabur is about to Hulk up.

Jason is shocked that Sabur kicked out. Sabur begins gaining momentum and Jason is hitting Sabur with punches, but its not phasing the former world champ. Sabur stops and points at Jason who is now scares. Sabur then punches Jason and he goes down then throws him into the ropes and connects with clothesline, then scoops Jason up and gives him a running power slam. Sabur covers
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Sabur stands up and waits for Jason to get to his feet. As soon as he does, Sabur picks Jason up cross his shoulder and nails the House of Pain (F-5). Lively then throws down his headset and grabs a steel chair as Sabur makes the cover.

Chase: Where are you going?

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Winner: by DQ: Sabur

Lively continues the beat down on Sabur and Jason is up and helps Lively in the attack. With Sabur down and no moving, Lively grabs Jason and nails him with the Lions Bite and does the JESUS Pose.

Chase: Lively just sent a message to Sabur here tonight

Harvey: And it just goes to show that Lively is a lone wolf.

Lively poses in the ring as Sabur and Jason lay motionless and cameras go backstage

We find ourselves backstage as Level-One carries a black duffle bag over his shoulder with the world heavyweight championship wrapped tightly around his waist. The strides in which he takes are quick and deliberate; and with the recent disappearance of President Jeff he had every right to evaluate himself as a target high up on the pedestal with the EWC taking aim. His destination is to a black Lexus parked across the parking lot but before he can reach his vehicle, he’s stopped dead in his tracks.

His mouth closes, his teeth clench up. His fist curls into a ball ready to throw an offensive barrage. The man on the other side of him casually removes the black glasses from his face and smiles. It’s Slade Craven.

Level-One: What the hell do you want Slade? Better yet, I don’t care. You have two and half seconds to get the hell out of my way, before I mow you down where you stand.

Slade Craven merely waits out the two and half seconds before playfully slapping the APW world heavyweight champion on his shoulder.

Slade Craven: Hey, champ, how about we try to not to make threats we can’t keep? Look, before you get your wrestling tights all in a knot I am not here looking for a fight with you. I mean, you have enough on your hands now that you’ve become a pawn of the Axis of Awesome…

Level-One isn’t happy with Slade Craven’s posture and slowly puts the black duffle bag to the floor. He lowers his head pondering the million dollar question.

Level-One: How have I, the APW World heavyweight champion become a lap dog to the Axis, Slade?

Slade Craven mockingly strokes his chin and carelessly shrugs his shoulder, clearly trying to push Level-One’s nerves. It wasn’t the smartest idea on the surface.

Slade Craven: I sat backstage, I heard your call out. They have been pushing you around. They’ve made you wrestle here and gave you the night off there, they’re calling their own shots and next week? They are going to lay the hammer on you.

Level-One looks up at Slade Craven with concern.

Slade Craven: Oh, you mean you haven’t heard the rumours? Biggs and Chris Cyrus? They would just love to call themselves APW world heavyweight champion. And at Survive and Conquer? That’s exactly what they plan to do on your watch.

Level-One stares at Slade Craven before picking up his black duffle bag and slugging it back over his shoulder.

Level-One: If that’s the worst case scenario then I don’t have a single thing to worry about now, do I? I rather beat two jobbers then one. If you think I am going to grant you a re-match because the boogeyman is out to get me; then you’re dumber than I thought.

Level-One sneers at Slade Craven turning his back on the Texan. Slade Craven grabs Level-One by the shoulder turning him around and unleashes an open palm smack to the cheek of the APW world champion. Level-One’s head hangs in the direction the slap took him in as Slade Craven looks down at the frozen APW world champion.

Slade Craven: You’re a smart man and I know you ain’t no bitch, but Biggs and Chris Cyrus have one upped you in this one and they’ve got a leesh around your neck. Biggs and Cyrus? They hate us equally. You go one on one with me, you stand a chance on walking out with the gold, a damn slim chance. If you allow Biggs and Chris Cyrus to get their way though? You can kiss your little prom date with that title, goodbye. Do you understand me?

Slade Craven looks at Level-One who is still hanging his head down low, feeling slighted.

Slade Craven: Good as gravy. You have a nice night now…

Slade Craven walks off leaving the APW world champion to stew in his pit of rage alone. The world champion slowly breaks free of his frozen frame as he slowly raises his head. Casually he rubs his check and then postures up, tall and strong, a champion's poise. Finally, he smiles as overdrive slowly fades to a close.