Overdrive - Grand Forks, North Dakota (04/08/10)

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The broadcast begins with a quick high light video from RassleMania, starting with Hellfire K.I.D. grabbing a hold of the Overdrive Championship on the ladder, transitioning to John Green's return, followed up by Hades falling off the scaffold! Next, Jeff delivering the Eye of the Hurricane to Biggs is shown, then Lively raising his Xtreme Championship high in the air. Finally, the conclusion of Level-One vs. Pence is briefly shown, ending with the fateful "1...2...3!" and the cheers of the fans as Pence wins the match at the last second! The video ends with Pence holding up his new APW Heavyweight Championship belt before transitioning into the APW Overdrive intro video.



Overdrive opens to a fanfare of cheers from the fans, who are still psyched about the huge victory for the good guys at Rasslemania, and they are not disappointed as "Ladies and Gentlemen" by Saliva hits the PAs and the fans get up on their feet and cheer even louder, a feat the commentators did not think was possible.

Chase: Why are these guys cheering so loudly?

Harvey: They are cheering for their conquering hero, Chase! They are cheering for the new face of this company...Pence Weatherlight!

Chase: Conquering? Really? Pence Weatherlight got lucky, there is no chance in hell he will be able to repeat what he did at Rasslemania!

Harvey: Don't be such a spoil sport, Chase.

Pence emerges on the entrance ramp to pyro technics exploding from the sides of the entrance ramp, covering him in sparks. He steps out of the sparks and as he does a string of pyros explode behind him.

Chase: What a show off.

Harvey: It does seem a little much, but this is not only a celebration of his victory, but of the fans victory over Level One.

Pence walks down to the ring, dressed in his street clothes, and holding his title over his shoulder. He slaps some hands and does some posing with fans on the outside for pictures. After doing this for about a minute, Pence gets into the ring, and jumps up on the ropes and salutes the fans before jumping off and giving them an arm pump, he walks over to the side of the ring to collect a microphone from one of the techs. He walks around the ring and waits for his music to die out and when it does, Pence rubs the stubble of his beard, thinking of what to say.

Chase: I wonder what the blow hard has to say.

Harvey: Shut up, Chase...the champ is trying to speak!

Chase: When did you grow some balls?

Harvey: I guess I feel empowered like the fans do...after all, it is not every day you crown a man with such loyalty to the fan base the world champ!

Pence stops rubbing his beard as he begins to speak.

Pence: First things first...we did it folks!

The fans go nuts and Pence nods his head as he puts on a wide grin, and then continues.

Pence: I remember back when I was down and out...losing time and time again to that jack off, Level One that you all stood by me no matter what. That you all backed me...the new stallion on the block looking to make a name for himself in this business. It was your support, your love, and your needs that brought me the strength, nay say the endurance to defeat Level One at Rasslemania, and in that same boat...it will be your support, love, and needs that will make me the best damn champion in APW history!

The fans let out another pop as Pence shrugs a bit and goes to the lower, left corner of the ring.

Chase: Do the people watching this show actually buy this shit? Nobody can be this much of a nice guy.

Harvey: So nice in fact he donated his championship victory bonus to charity and even got Mortalis Incorporated to give a little money to the APW to increase all of the staff's wages.

Chase: Are you kidding me? Really?

Harvey: Just wait and see on your next paycheck.

Chase: I think I'm beginning to like the new champ.

Harvey shakes his head at how fickle his broadcast partner is as Pence continues from where he left off.

Pence: So what is next on my agenda? Who is the next monster that I must slay in front of the masses? Level One is not on my priority list anymore, but if it has to be him again...I will gladly kick his ass a second time at Mayhem. Or will it be John Green? The man who said I would be nothing more than a memory, but has been proven wrong by the fact that I am now a two time APW Heavyweight Champion, and of course the only man in the business to pin Level One for a three count...twice. Or maybe...just maybe...it will be Bryan Payne. The new comer, a man who I have wanted a rematch with since my loss at his hands on Wild Card so long ago! Who knows? The sky is the limit, but that that does not change the fact that who ever I fight...where ever I fight....and whenever I fight, the man who is my opponent will still have one of the most impossible mountains to climb in pinning me...your World Champion!

The fans ignite again as Pence nods his head.

Pence: So, come one come all...because Pence Weatherlight is not going to back down from a fight because I am a warrior, and warriors never back down!

Harvey: Strong words from the champ...its almost like he is begging for someone to step in the ring with him, but Jeff has practically made sure Pence is not wrestling tonight.

Chase: Jeff? Protecting his investment? What are the odds?

Pence goes to leave the ring, but stops, and goes back to the center. He shakes his head and lets out a laugh.

Pence: Look at me!? Nearly forgetting the most important part of my winning speech. I have one final thing to say...one thing that is to be heard by one person...Level One...

The fans let out a unanimous boos as Pence's eyes grow serious and the smile fades from his face. The camera zooms in real close to Pence as he continues.

Pence: And that one thing is!

Pence pauses as he falls down to the mat and begins to pat his hand on the mat like a ref.

Pence: 1...2...3....here is your winner...and new APW World Heavyweight champion, Pence Weatherlight!

The fans let out a cheer as Pence jumps to his feet and raises his championship to the sky.

Pence: I hope you remember Rasslemania forever Level One...and I hope the anger inside eats away like a terminal disease, because to be honest...I like it better when I fight you when you are angry. Because it makes it all the more fun to make you shut the fuck up!

The fans all roar in approval as Pence drops the microphone and "Ladies and Gentlemen" by Saliva hits the PA while Pence gets out of the ring, and begins to make his way to the backstage area. Overdrive cuts to commercial.

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The lights in the arena start to flash blue and orange alternately as Muse's “Uprising” begins to play. The fans are booing as loud as they can as The Axis of Awesome enters the arena clad in their ring gear. Chris Cyrus, Biggs, and Ellie all have sour looks on their faces as they head down the ramp, ignoring the fans as they go along.

Harvey: Just great! After the great celebration we just saw before the break, we have to go straight to these jerks! We know that all they're going to do is whine and complain about what happened at RassleMania!

Chase: Which they have every right to! They were screwed out of their destiny at RassleMania!

As they reach the ring, Biggs holds open the ropes for Ellie before him and Cyrus slingshot themselves over the ropes in unison. Biggs calls for a mic as Ellie grabs a clipboard from her purse. The music fades, and Biggs waits for the boos to subside a bit before beginning to speak.

Biggs: Sunday, March 28th was supposed to be one of the greatest days of mine and Cyrus' lives. Sunday, March 28th was supposed to be the day that we defeated President Jeff and Dr. Matt to usurp complete control of Overdrive. But that didn't happen. Instead, this happened.

Footage from RassleMania shows on the tron. Jeff goes for the Eye of the Hurricane again, but Biggs shoves him off! As Jeff turns around, Biggs gets him in a Urinagi position, setting up for the Starmaker! Jeff elbows his way out of it, and goes for the Eye of the Hurricane again, this time nailing it! Slade counts the pin
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Ferrari: Here are your winners, by pinfall, Dr. Matt and President Jeff, The Perfect Storm!

“Encore” begins to play again as President Jeff helps Dr. Matt up to his feet and gives him a huge high five! The ref then raises their arms in victory as the fans cheer loudly!

Harvey: How's this for your RassleMania moment! Dr. Matt and President Jeff stand triumphantly in the ring, overcoming the Axis of Awesome and retaining President Jeff's control of Overdrive! What a match!

Chase: The Axis only lost because Slade Craven over stepped his authority as Special Guest Enforcer! Is it even legal for him to make the count? This is a travesty of justice!

The footage then switches back to the arena, where the fans are cheering for the video.

Biggs: Indeed, what happened at RassleMania was a travesty of justice, but for those of you who expected us to come out here and complain about how we lost at RassleMania, we're not going to give you the satisfaction. Because the fact of the matter is that we never lost!

Harvey: BS! President Jeff pinned Biggs' shoulders to the mat, and Slade counted to three!

Chase: Wait, wait! Hear them out!

Biggs: As per the stipulations spelled out in the contract we had drafted, President Jeff and Dr. Matt did not meet the conditions needed for victory.

Cyrus: Meaning that they did not win the match! If they didn't win the match, then we didn't lose!

The fans are booing at the top of their lungs, chanting “BULLCRAP! BULLCRAP!” Biggs and Cyrus soak in the boos as Ellie covers her ears. Biggs grabs a hold of the clipboard Ellie was holding, and rolls out of the ring, walking towards the announce table.

Biggs: But just to appease all of you sheep who don't think that Cyrus and I are trustworthy, let me ask your beloved Darren Harvey to read section 2.a of Article 8 on the contract.

Harvey has a perturbed look on his face as Biggs shoves the clipboard in front of him. The Spaceman points at the passage he wants Harvey to read. Biggs hands him the mic as Harvey removes his headset.

Harvey: It says here, and I quote, “The match can only end via pinfall, submission, count out, or disqualification tendered by an officially licensed referee.” Son of a b*tch!

Biggs snatches the mic and clipboard back, and has a bit of a dance in his step as he heads back towards the ring. Ellie is clapping in the ring as Cyrus has a smug look on his face. Biggs waits until he's back in the ring with his allies before speaking again.

Biggs: You see, Jeff, we figured that since you had your men write up your contract, you'd try to pull some crazy stipulation out of left field to catch us off guard. We also figured that if we signed your contract sight unseen, you'd be just as willing to sign ours. Based on these facts, we inserted a contingency plan into our contract, just to be on the safe side. And because Slade Craven was the one to count the pinfall, it is not official. Therefore, the match is still going on!

At this point, Chris Cyrus removes his ring jacket, revealing a striped referee shirt with the APW logo on the chest. The crowd continues to voice their displeasure.

Harvey: Oh c'mon! What's going on now?

Cyrus is grinning from ear to ear as he pulls a piece of paper from his pocket. Biggs flashes his trademark smirk as he continues to speak.

Biggs: Lucky for us, Cyrus has spent the last couple of months going through the tests and training necessary to become a licensed official! Jeff, I have a referee out here! If you don't make your way out here at once, you will forfeit the match, and forfeit control of Overdrive to us! What's it going to be Jeff? Are you going to come out, be a man, and face me, even though Dr. Matt and Slade Craven aren't here to protect you? Or are you just going to let us take control of Overdrive uncontested?

Chase: This is genius! The Axis will take control of Overdrive one way or another!

Harvey: What a croc! Biggs and Cyrus have put President Jeff in a very hard place here!

The fans' boos turn to cheers as Slayer's “Raining Blood” hits the speakers and President Jeff comes out in a business suit. He removes his suit coat and loosens his tie on the way down the ramp, and takes off his shirt as well. All three members of the Axis smile deviously as Jeff enters the ring and grabs the mic from Cyrus.

President Jeff: Y'know, somehow I figured you two would stoop to measures this low. Just when you think the Axis can't go any lower, you guys find a way to dig down even deeper into the vile depths! That being said, I'm not going to let you take over Overdrive without a fight!

At this point, Jeff attacks Biggs and Cyrus calls for the bell as Ellie gets out of the ring!DING! DING! DING!

Biggs vs. President Jeff

Biggs hasn't had a chance to remove his ring jacket yet as President Jeff pummels him with a flurry of fists that backs Biggs into the corner! The fans are on their feet, cheering Jeff on, but the cheers are short lived, as Biggs gives President Jeff as blatant kick to the nuts! Cyrus acts like he hasn't seen anything as Biggs quickly removes his jacket, and then he grabs a hold of Jeff's head, and runs up the ropes, nailing with The Bigg Time! Biggs then hops up onto the top rope and leaps off, hitting Jeff with the UFO Frog Splash! He has him covered, 1
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Harvey: Even though that was a fast count, President Jeff willed himself to kick out! This may be a losing battle for President Jeff, but he most certainly won't be going down without a fight!

Chase: Jeff should just let Biggs pin him! The outcome will be the same anyways! There's no need for him to suffer through all the pain he'll otherwise endure!

Biggs is livid, and grasps his hands around President Jeff's throat, choking the life out of the President! After roughly twenty seconds, Cyrus finally begins the mandatory five count, “1!” Biggs continues to choke Jeff. Ten seconds later, “2!” Ten seconds after that, “3!” Yet another ten seconds, “4!” Biggs releases the choke hold and pulls Jeff back up, getting him in a Urinagi position, setting up for the Starmaker! Jeff somehow elbows his way out of the move, and takes Biggs down with a desperation Clothesline! However, before Jeff can follow up, Cyrus attacks him from behind with a Double Axe Handle! Biggs is quickly to his feet, and he and Cyrus give Jeff a few clubbing blows to the back before lifting him up for a Double Team Gut Buster!

Harvey: This just is not right! It's a freakin' double team situation!

Chase: Cyrus is the referee, though. It's not like he's going to disqualify Biggs on his account!

As Jeff rolls around the mat in pain, Biggs goes to the corner, and removes the top turnbuckle pad while Cyrus proceeds to give Jeff a few stomps to the chest! Biggs then walks back over to President Jeff, pulling him up by the head and whipping him hard into the exposed turnbuckle! Jeff falls backwards to the mat, and Biggs drags him to the center of the ring before going for a nonchalant cover on Jeff, 1
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Biggs kicks out! Jeff's reversal enrages Biggs, and he and Cyrus begin to double team Jeff again, stomping him mercilessly! Biggs calls for Ellie to toss him in the clipboard with the contract attached, and she obliges, handing it to The Spaceman. Cyrus gives Jeff a few measured punches to the face before Biggs motions for him to hold Jeff up. Cyrus pulls Jeff up to his feet, and Biggs swings at him with the clipboard! However, Jeff ducks at the last moment, causing Biggs to hit Cyrus on accident! As Biggs looks in shock at what he did, Jeff grabs him and connects with the Eye of the Hurricane!

Harvey: There's still some fight left in President Jeff!

Jeff doesn't even bother going for a cover, knowing he's not going to get the count anyways, and instead mounts Biggs, unloading a rapid volley of punches! Biggs tries to defend himself, but it's no use! The fans are on their feet, cheering Jeff on! However, Ellie has entered the ring, and she pulls a cattle prod from out of her purse, flicking it on before jamming it right into Jeff's back! The boos grow loud as President Jeff goes limp, and Biggs tosses him off to the side. By this point, Cyrus is back up, and Biggs gives Ellie a quick kiss on the cheek before pulling the limp Jeff up and giving him the Starmaker! Biggs then places a foot on Jeff's chest, and poses triumphantly as Cyrus counts the fall, 1
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Winner: Biggs

Paige: Here is your winner, by pinfall, and the new undisputed General Manager of Overdrive, Biggs!

“Spaceman” blares over the speakers as the fans boo and begin to throw garbage towards the ring. Both Ellie and Cyrus grab a hold of Biggs arms and raise them in victory! The crowd is at near riot levels as The Axis stand arrogantly in the ring, gloating about Biggs' win.

Harvey: Lord help us, The Axis of Awesome is now officially running Overdrive...This is a disaster...

Chase: No, this is great! Finally, we'll have decent, fair, just men running Overdrive! Let the celebration begin!

The crowd continues to pelt the ring with trash and boo at the top of their lungs as The Axis of Awesome remains basking in their glory. APW Overdrive goes to a commercial break.

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Overdrive comes back from commercial. You see what happens during the commercial break. The Axis of Awesome are in the ring, Celebrating their Victory over Hurricane Jeff which officially makes them the GM’s of Overdrive. The camera shoots up the entranceway where President Hurricane Jeff looks on before bringing his head down and walks through the curtains.

We now cut backstage back live on the air and you see President Jeff walking towards a door with the word “EXIT” on the top of it, flashing in red. Jeff opens the door and walks out outside where a parked limo is waiting for him. Jeff opens the Limo door and is quickly stopped by Cindy Shannon.

Cindy: President Jeff, Can I get your comments on what just happened out there.

Cindy puts the Microphone next to Jeff’s face. Jeff looks at her, pondering in what to say and then replies in a disapointing tone

Jeff: I let everyone down. I don’t know what else to say.

With that said, Jeff then steps into the limo and closes the door. The camera shows the Limo Driving away as we cut back to ringside.

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

“Enemy,” by Sevendust, plays as Bryan appears from underneath the tron, a little smirk displayed from underneath his shades. He pauses looking out over the crowd while he says something that's lost in the noise from the people and the music and then starts to head down towards the ring.

Paige: Making his way to the ring first, weighing in at 215 pounds, from Tokyo, Japan, “The Revelation” Bryan Payne!

Harvey: Bryan Payne is making his APW debut tonight, and I've heard nothing but good things about this newcomer!

Chase: Wherever Payne has gone, success has followed him! He may be talented, but he'll have to prove himself here in APW!

He pauses along the way to clasp a few hands of fans hanging out over the edge of the crowd barrier. Bryan grabs a hold of the bottom rope and leverages himself up onto the ring apron, turning around to face the ramp where his opponent will soon appear and points back towards it. He looks out over the crowd again and waves his arms into the air encouraging them to be louder still, and then grins as he ducks under the top rope and into the ring slapping his chest with a single fist several times as he waits for his opponent.

Harvey: We know that Payne is scheduled to make his debut here tonight against a member of the Red Shield Mafia, but we don't know which one!

Atreyu's “X's and O's” hits the speakers as Diamante Valentine emerges from the back with the rest of the Red Shield Mafia in tow. Valentine smirks a bit as he adjusts his flashy shades before heading down the ramp.

Paige: And his opponent, weighing in at 235 pounds, from Venice, Italy, he is a member of the Red Shield Mafia, Diamante Valentine!

Chase: Well now we know! Bryan Payne has to lock up with Diamante Valentine, or Nero to his friends!

Harvey: This puts Payne at a distinct disadvantage, because he has had to prepare for three separate men. When they're three men as dangerous as the Red Shield Mafia, there's no way he could possibly have prepared completely for any single one of them!

As Valentine reaches the foot of the ramp, he sets his eyes on a female fan in the front row. He wastes no time heading towards her and gently plants a kiss on her hand. Her friend is obviously jealous, and the lady swoons. Valentine then proceeds to walk up the steps and slicks his hair back before stepping into the ring and preparing to face Payne. Young Mannie, J.R. Kingston, and Damien Walker all shout taunts and insults towards Payne as the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Bryan Payne vs. Diamante Valentine

Payne is slightly distracted by all the yelling and commotion caused by The Red Shield Mafia on the outside, allowing Valentine to rush in and take him down with a quick Running STO! He then quickly mounts Payne and unloads a few quick punches to the temple before going for a Triangle Choke! It's too early in the match, though, and Payne squirms out easily, getting to his feet first and catching Valentine with a Running Enzugiri Kick to the back of the head! As Valentine slowly gets back to his feet, Payne runs towards the ropes and jumps off, taking Valentine back down to the mat with a Springboard Spinning Kick! As his opponent is down, Payne quickly applies a Figure Four Headlock, and while maintaining the hold, drills his elbows into the head of his opponent again and again!

Harvey: Bryan Payne is targeting the head of Valentine here in the early going! If he can knock him silly early on, that'll hinder Valentine's ability to fight back!

Chase: I don't think Valentine's ability to fight back is going to be Payne's biggest concern right now! Look at J.R. Kingston!

At this point, J.R. Kingston has gotten up onto the apron, and is yelling vicious insults towards Payne. He releases the hold on Valentine, and gets up to charge at Kingston! Kingston hops down to the floor just before Payne reaches the ropes, and jaws off with Payne a bit, distracting him while Diamante makes his way back to his feet. Kingston tells Payne, “Look behind you!”, and Payne turns right around into a Big Boot from Valentine! Payne spins around upon impact, and falls chest first onto the ropes! Valentine grabs him from behind, and delivers a series of Triple German Suplexes! After the trifecta, he pulls Payne up by the head and gives him a set of Three Amigo Vertical Suplexes! The fans boo as Valentine stands over the downed Bryan Payne, taunting him as he does so.

Chase: What an impressive series of moves there from Nero!

Harvey: So based on what you told me earlier, you consider yourself a friend of Valentine's?

Chase: I'd like to think so!

Harvey: Well, I can't fault you for having hope...

Walker is on the outside, yelling at Valentine to stay on Payne and put him away. Valentine nods in agreement, and gives Payne a few kicks to the side before flipping him onto his belly and motioning for him to get up. Valentine takes a few steps back as Payne starts to get up to all fours, and once he is, Valentine rushes in, going for the Punt to the Head! Payne just barely dodges it, and pops up as Valentine puts on the brakes! Valentine turns around to be greeted with a series of European Uppercuts from Payne, followed up by a Drop Kick to the Knee! Payne runs towards the ropes to gain speed, and catches Valentine with a Swinging Neckbreaker, followed up almost immediately by a Standing Moonsault! He doesn't even bother going for a cover, instead heading up to the top rope, drawing loud cheers from the fans!

Harvey: He could be looking for Payne of Death here!

Before Payne can leap off, Young Mannie hops up onto the apron and shoves him off the top rope, drawing an immediate disqualification from the ref! DING! DING! DING!

Winner: Bryan Payne

At this point, the entire Red Shield Mafia is in the ring, laying the boots to Payne, while Walker blows loudly on his whistle. Kingston quickly exits the ring and grabs a steel folding chair, smacking it across the post to cause a loud echo throughout the arena before tossing it in to Young Mannie, who proceeds to go to town on Bryan Payne, hitting him with chair shot after chair shot to the back! After about a dozen chair shots, Mannie drops the chair and pulls Payne up by the head, delivering the D.B.M. (Steiner Screwdriver) onto the chair! Kingston has gotten back into the ring by this point, and grabs a hold of Payne giving him the Last Meal!

Harvey: This is just sick! This is nothing but an old fashioned mugging by The Red Shield Mafia!

Chase: Well, they're making sure that Bryan Payne will never forget his APW debut! Either that, or making sure that he won't be able to remember his APW debut! Haha!

Harvey: Those cowards! Those yellow-bellied cowards! Somebody needs to come out here and help Payne!

Valentine has a sick, faraway look in his eyes as he takes a few steps back from Bryan Payne. Mannie and Kingston each grab an arm, elevating Payne slightly off the canvas.

Harvey: No! Not this! They're trying to cripple Payne!

Valentine rushes in, nailing the Punt to the Head! The fans are booing loudly as The Red Shield Mafia stands over Payne triumphantly as “Forever,” by Drake, begins to play over the speakers . APW Overdrive goes to a commercial break.

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As APW Overdrive returns from a commercial break, Biggs, Chris Cyrus, and Ellie are getting settled into the General Manager's office. Biggs takes a seat in the luxurious chair, propping his feet on the desk as Cyrus takes a Sharpie to the portrait of President Jeff hanging on the wall. Almost immediately, there's a knock on the door.

Biggs: Come in.

The fans in the arena can be heard booing as Level-One walks onto camera. He has his familiar scowl across his face as he looks directly at Biggs.

Level-One: Well look at you two now, in charge of Overdrive. Considering your position, I figured it would be best for me to tell you two that I intend on having my title rematch next week.

Biggs: I hate to tell you this, Level-One, but you know how the match at RassleMania was supposed to be Pence's last chance at the APW Heavyweight Title. Well, according to the fine print, you are not contractually guaranteed a rematch. It appears that it was also your last chance at the title.

Level-One explodes with anger. He slams his fists on Biggs' desk, while Biggs kind of shrugs his shoulders, trying to show sympathy to Level-One.

Biggs: Level-One, I can understand your frustration. Believe me, I would love to give you that match, but my hands are tied. President Jeff is trying to protect Pence Weatherlight. That's the only explanation for this. I'm going to see what I can do on my end, but I can't make any guarantees that it will be a quick process.

Level-One: That's bullcrap! You got the power! You can give me a title shot whenever you want!

Biggs: Listen, Level-One, I'll be honest with you, the contract says that you are not entitled to a rematch. I am trying to run things differently than President Jeff, awarding title shots and big matches based on merit. I can't just give you this match without appearing to be a hypocrite. I do believe that you deserve the match, but the truth is that a lot of the fans don't. They are blind to the fact that their hero got chance after chance after chance to try and beat you, instead, just focusing on the one time he beat you. However, if I give you that match, they will not only cry out that you don't deserve the title shot, but they'll also accuse me of favoritism. I'll do what I can on my end, but I need you to do what you can on your end to continue to win day in and day out, proving yourself to be the best. I know it, you know it, but we have the fans believe it.

Level-One slams his fist on the desk once more, glaring at Biggs, who is slightly uneasy. Ellie and Cyrus look nervously on as well. There are a few moments of tense silence before Level-One speaks again.

Level-One: I'll do what I can, and you do what you can. Don't you be screwing with me. Don't you dare be screwing with me...

At this point, Level-One leaves the room, slamming the door behind him. Overdrive then cuts back out to ringside.

“Voices” by Rev Theory play as Steve Wells walks out slow looking around at the crowd, slowly making his way to the ring and climbs up the steps and stops on the apron and looks out into the crowd, tilting his head back to take in the moment. steps into the ring and climbs upon the second rope and holds his arms out with head tilted back.

“Thunderstruck” by ACDC plays as Fireworks erupt and Jim Steel runs through them and hits the ring carrying a steel chair. Fans give mixed reaction to him

Jim Steel vs. Steve Wells

The bell sounds as Steel & Wells meet in the center of the ring. Both men stare one another down before Wells leads off with a right hand as Steel answers with one of his own as the two men start exchanging shots in the middle of the ring. The action continues as Wells gets the upper hand on Steel as he drives his knee into the gut of Steel Wells throws Steel into the ropes catching him with a sidewalk slam as Steel comes off the ropes and into a cover 1
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Darren Harvey:A quick cover by Steve wells but only a two count.

Johnny Chase:Too early in the match for a cover like that.

Wells picks Steel up to his feet as Steel counters with a thumb to the eye followed by a boot to the face of Wells knocking him to the mat. Steel looks down at Wells as he picks him up pulling him to his feet as Steel whips Wells into the corner Steel charges into the corner connecting with a clothesline that levels Wells sending him crashing to the mat as Steel backs up and admires his work

Darren Harvey:Jim Steels seems to be loving his work on Steve Wells. Just look at the way he’s staring at him.

Steel picks up Wells and scoop slams him to the mat following up with a quick elbow drop followed by a second before getting to his feet as he picks up Wells. Wells counters with an elbow to the gut shoving Steel away from him as he bounces off the ropes and with a full head of steam drops Steel with a running knee

Johnny Chase:Nice knee from Wells as he looks to be in control.

Wells picks up Steel as he delivers a quick European uppercut to Steel rocking him for the moment. Wells charges at Steel looking to take his head off with a clothesline but Steel ducks the attempt as Wells comes to a stop turning around as Steel kicks Wells in the gut before delivering a Jackknife power bomb to Wells as he goes for the cover 1
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Darren Harvey:Steel looked like he won the match but Wells managed to kick out at the last moment.

Steel gets to his feet as Wells does the same Wells lands a right hand as Steel lands one of his own. The two exchange punches in the middle of the ring until finally Steel catches Wells with a forearm to the face. Steel grabs Wells as he connects with a brain buster covering Wells as the referee makes the count 1
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Winner: Jim Steel

Nicky Paige: Here is your winner by pin fall Jim Steel!!!

Darren Harvey:A nice match here on Overdrive as Jim Steel picks up the win over Steve Wells.

Steel gets to his feet as the referee raises his hand in victory. Steel shoves the referee away taunting Wells before leaving the ring as the referee checks on Steve Wells.

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Overdrive comes back on the air with Mark Moment and Jimmy Jazz already in the ring, with Jazz's music playing. The music fades and the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Harvey: Ladies and gentlemen, we're back with a #1 Contender's match for the Overdrive Championship!

#1 Contender for Overdrive Title
Mark Moment Vs Jimmy Jazz

The Bell rings and the two lock up with Jimmy getting a side headlock on. Mark throws Jimmy off into the ropes and Jimmy comes back taking Mark down with a shoulder block. Jimmy runs off the ropes and Mark nips up to his feet and catches Jimmy with a spinning heel kick which sends Jimmy to the mat and Jimmy rolls out of the ring.

Chase: Jimmy didn’t expect that one

Harvey: I think Jimmy is looking to regroup after that one.

Jimmy regroups outside the ring and Mark runs off the ropes and dives through them with a suicide dive, knocking Jimmy down. The fans cheer as Mark rolls Jimmy into the ring then hops up to the ring apron. Mark goes to springboard back into the ring, but Jimmy pushes the ref into the ropes, causing Mark to lose his balance and fall to the mat. The ref yells at Jimmy who covers Mark.
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Jimmy pulls Mark up and puts him in the corner and chops him. Jimmy throws Mark into the opposite corner and runs at him and connects with a outside the ring turnbuckle clothesline. The crowd boo’s Jimmy as Mark falls to the mat. Jimmy gets back in the ring and picks Mark up and slams him in the center of the ring and then drops a leg drop across the throat of Mark and covers him
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Chase: A lot is riding on this match. The winner becomes the #1 contender for the Overdrive Title

Jimmy locks in a rear chin lock on Mark. The ref checks for a choke and there is none. Mark begins stomping his foot on the mat and the crowd begins claping with each stomp. Mark begins battling to his feet and elbows Jimmy in the gut a few times before running off the ropes and ducks a discus clothesline from Jimmy and comes back with a cross body into a cover
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Jimmy gets up and stumbles to the corner and Mark goes after him, kicking him in the stomach and then climbs to the middle ropes and begins punching Jimmy with the crowd counting along. 1.…2...3.…4.…5...6...7...8...9.………10. Mark jumps off the ropes and Jimmy stumbles forward and falls to the mat face first. Mark then does a standing moonsault on the back on Jimmy then rolls him over and covers him
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Harvey: Mark would have had it if they weren’t close to the ropes.

Mark grabs Jimmy and sets him near the corner and Mark climbs to the top rope. As Mark is about to jump off, Jimmy is up and Mark jumps off the ropes and over Jimmy. Jimmy runs towards Mark and Mark nails him in the head with a Pele Kick, and Jimmy is down. The fans cheer as Mark climbs to the top rope. The fans rise to their feet and Mark leaps off and nails the Marking Out. Mark grabs Jimmy’s legs for the cover
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Winner and #1 Contender for Overdrive Title: Mark Moment

Paige: Here is your winner, by pinfall, and the new #1 Contender for the Overdrive Championship, Mark Moment!

Mark’s music hits and the ref raises his arm in victory.

Chase: A big win for Mark as he become the Number one contender for the Overdrive title.

Harvey: Mark will face Hellfire for the Overdrive title.

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APW Overdrive comes back from commercial break with Hellfire K.I.D. and Alyssa Morenna standing in the ring, while Damian Dimitri stands outside the ring, looking in at the Overdrive Champion. Hellfire has a mic in hand, and begins to speak.

Hellfire: Damian Dimitri, tonight is your lucky night! I want to prove myself to be a fighting champion, so our match tonight is for my new Overdrive Championship!

A huge smile comes across Dimitri's face as he slides back into the ring. Hellfire hands his belt to the ref, who raises it high in the air before calling for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Hellfire W/Alyssa Morenna Vs Damian Dimitri

Harvey: My goodness! An impromptu title match right here, right now!

Chase: What has Dimitri done to deserve this shot! He just got his butt whooped by Lively at RasssleMania!

The bell rings and the two men go to lock up and Hellfire kicks Damian and throws him into the ropes and takes Damian down with a running clothesline. Hellfire goes for a cover early
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Chase: Hellfire is trying to end this match quick

Harvey: With winning the Overdrive Title at Rasslemania, Hellfire wants to prove to the APW Faithful that he is deserving of it.

Hellfire pulls Damian up and puts him in the corner and chops him before throwing him into the opposite corner. Hellfire runs and gives Damian a Monkey Flip but Damian lands on his feet. As Hellfire gets up, Damian runs at him but Hellfire is quick to counter with a drop toe hold, sending Damian into the middle turnbuckle. Hellfire turns Damian around and stomps on his chest till he’s down on the middle rope. Hellfire pumps the crowd up as he goes to the opposite corner before running towards Damian and gives him the bronco buster in the corner.

Chase: Damian hasn’t got any offence in so far in this match

Harvey: I think he’s still feeling the effects from the Hardcore in Hell match at Rasslemania.

The Overdrive Champ drags Damian to the middle of the ring and then drops a leg drop across his throat and goes for a cover
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Hellfire pulls Damian up to his feet and gives him a hammerlock Belly to back suplex. Hellfire waits for Damian to get up. As he does, Hellfire kicks him in the gut and drops him with a Hells Fury (Fame Asser) Hellfire covers
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Chase: Damian can’t have to much left in the tank has be barely got his shoulder up.

Hellfire yells out “That’s it” and waits for Damian to get up. As soon as he does, Hellfire grabs him and nails him with the Hellfire Bomb. Hellfire hooks the leg
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Winner: Hellfire K.I.D

Paige: Here is your winner, and still the APW Overdrive Champion, Hellfire K.I.D.!

Alyssa gets into the ring as the ref raises Hellfire’s arm in victory.

Chase: Hellfire dominated this match

Harvey: We know that Mark Moment is the number one contender for the Overdrive Title, so this could be a message sent right to him

Alyssa and Hellfire celebrate in the ring as we go to commercial.

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The fans inside the arena are damn near foaming at the mouth for more insane action from the company that defines Professional Wrestling, APW. The jam packed arena roars with excitement as the lights go out in the arena. Suddenly the melodic tones of AFI's Miseria Cantare begin pulsing through the loud speakers. A blue strobe light flickers on the top of the ramp as the beat picks up showing the sillouhette of Michael Lively with his arms outstretched and the Xtreme championship dangling between his legs.

This image has some members of the audience gagging down vomit as they dispise the man who refers to himself as the JESUS, while a small select few have seemed to embrace the self proclaimed savior of wrestling and his efforts by actually applauding the Xtreme champions sight before their eyes.

The lights come up and reflect on the golden title that he introduced to the world as a substitute for the rather low class trash that had preceeded it. His confidence oozing over as the smirk that makes grandmothers want to cuss and scream just glares toward all who stare upon his chissled perfection. The arena watches on and rumbles their dislike for this pose, and the person who brings it to life while the select few clap in excitment for their Savior. These enlightened people know that the man standing before them has come to save the Xtreme division and made true on his promises. These select few have embraced Michael Lively as he has always claimed to be, the JESUS.

With a few moments of the arrogance passing by Lively breaks from the pose and rips off the sunglasses covering his eyes before pounding on his chest as he starts his walk toward the ring. The mans body has bandages in various areas covering different burns suffered at Mania, while the bruises offer up a nice pallet of color to the canvas that is Lively's body. In all Michael Lively looks like a returning vetran of foriegn warfare, yet he still has that arrogant swagger as he steps into the ring. The man snatched up a microphone on his way up and stands before a full arena ready to spit his venom to their displeasure.

Lively: Rasstlemania, what an event, an event that only comes about once a year. In that yearly moment we all struggle to make it a memorible night, one that surpassed the year previous. This year the bar was raised, it was a crazy evening. Rookies making their impact on the APW landscape, the return of broke dick superstars like John Green, the send off of the washed up hacks with the Hall of Fame ceremony, the crowning of a new world champion. Through all the suprises, I however remain champion, I however did NOT shock the world. I simply went in and completely ruined that little shit head Damian Dimitri just like I said I would, just like you people knew YOUR SAVIOR would!!!

Many people boo as the select few begin bowing in awe for their Savior.

Lively: You see I knew he was an unfit challenger, I knew he couldn't compete on my level. Hell I tried to warn him, told the booking staff. I tried to let this young, brash asshole know that he might want to rethink his get famous strategy. He might want to put a little thought into what he was doing. I hoped he relised the pile of shit he stepped into wasn't just too deep, but that of The Hottest Shit Going which is a handfull for even the greatest of talents. In the end I cut through him like a sharpened blade of steel before the match even took place. Once that bell rung like so many challengers before him, my words forced him to enter the ring but a shell of a man, a person with no heart that may have left their soul back in the locker room before the bell rung. You can say what you will, call it strategy, call it luck, call it what ever you like...I call my plans of attack PERFECTION, and they work out almost every time instilled. That is why you are looking at the man who has held every title in this company. That is why you are looking at a man with thee most wins in APW. That is why you are looking at your JESUS!!!

More boo's from the APW Die Hards that can't stand Lively.

Lively: So enough phony challengers, enough Mickey Mouse Club House, and no more Damian Dimitri...please! The JESUS has moved on, and wishes to have a challenge that might seem like they have showed up to the dance. In all I see no one like that here in APW, so with that I ask you what is next? I have sent so called Legends to pasture. I have captured all the gold. I have taken on the new challenges and squashed them like the cochroahces they are. After all that, I ask you people what next? What more can the JESUS do?

Lively pasues a moment as various insults are spewed throughout the arena as he stands in the ring looking in the air with his nose held high. A smile is brought to his face as the famous "FUCK YOU JESUS" chant breaks out.

Lively: Played once again like a simple board game, you people really are retarded. So enough with the chants, and let your Savior tell you what is next. My time here in APW is short...

The fans finally cheer for something Lively says as the select few scream NO!

Lively: Thats right the JESUS only has a brief time to change the world before your eyes, and like the JESUS of old I must gather up my diciples. At Mania people were amazed, people were entertained, and some were left with questions. Well let the JESUS right here clear one of these questions up.

Lively pauses briefly from his ranting and looks toward the entrance ramp. The musice of Mickey Avalons "My Dick" penatrates the fans ear drums as the slightly short midget enters the arena via the entrance ramp. The fans are none too pleased with the tiny man as a camera shows a little girl holding a sign that reads "Why Lil Dick? Why?". You see Lil Dick turned on Sabur at Rasstlemania and the fans seem like they want an explanation.

Lively: Look at this poor little guy, he has been wandering around lost for quite some time. The poor bastard has been the running joke of a muscle bound idiot for way too long.

Lil Dick shakes his head as if he has had enough.

Lively: What started at Rasstlemania, unfolds right here and now. Sabur you and me have our history, we have our stroried past. I paid a man to take you out, I ruined your return to glory in the House of Pain match, I made you look like the shitty hack you have always been. I guess in doing so I also shinned a light on someone else.

Lively then places his hands on the head of Sabur's Lil Dick.

Lively: Take notice Sabur...the stupid plastic helmet is gone, the silly Hyper Color shirt that made this little fellow look like a vieny penis has been replaced with a brand new shirt, a shirt that I may tell you is availible in the merch stands right now, and online at APW.com, the Michael Lively diciple T-shirt. These priceless gems are availible in all sizes of ruggedness, and the proceeds go toward my mission of rightesouness.

This bold statement causes the fans to hit an all time high of hatred. Lively sits back and eats it up as Lil Dick screams for the haters to stop insulting his new savior. Lively calms the little man down letting him know it's fine.

Lively: You people never cease to amaze me. It doesn't take much to rattle your cages.

The fans then errupt into a "WHY Lil DIck, WHY?" chant.

Lively: You want answers, I'm sure that big idiot sitting at home with a busted up leg wants answers too. Well let my first diciple explain his decision, his leap of faith, his comitment to ME.

The camera then zooms in on the little sunken eyes of Sabur's Lil Dick as Lively hands over the microphone.

Lil Dick: Sabur...you are like a broken record, the classic definition of insanity. You do the same thing over and over, and over again expecting something different to happen. I tried to tell you, I tried to warn you, but who am I. I'll tell you who I am. I was the gimmick that brought you to the dance. You were no body till the Lil Dick gimmick. You were just some dumb ass trying to make a name for himself, and stinking it up along the way. A spoiled little bitch who got what ever he wanted when he wanted. Well here in APW you were missing something, that "IT" factor. you finally got "IT", when I arrived, when I brought along success with me. I have sat back and watched enough, I have eaten crow for too long. I'm tired of being your joke, your punching bag. The New Breed thing was the last straw. At Mania I saw the light if you will Sabur. Thanks to Michael Lively, I have been enlightened. Thanks to Michael Lively I have a new chance, a chance to be embraced by the savior of this sport. I have a chance to be shown greatness by thee GREATEST!!!

The fans roar with anger as Lively smirks and breaks into an I am JESUS pose. Lil Dick simply drops to his knees before his new savior and lowers his head. Lively looks down at Sabur's Lil Dick with pleasure knowing it is all his as the music of AFI plays us to commercial.

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

Paige: Introducing first, weighing in at 250 pounds, from Atlanta, Georgia. John Green!

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 monsterous 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 waits in the ring for Jesse Nunez to come out.




"Basic Thugonomics Remix" begins to play on the PA. The fans jump out of their seats cheering.

John Green is seen jumping up and down in the ring. The camera moves back to the top of the ramp. Nobody walks out and a minute passes.

Chase: “Where is Nunez?”

Harvey: “Maybe hes just running late.”

The fans begin to boo as Jesse’s music stops. John Green looks at the ref and points at the top of the ramp.





Jesse’s music begins to play again and the fans start cheering again. Still nobody shows up and the music stops.

Harvey: “Where is he?”

Chase: “I’m getting word something is happening in the back.”

The titantron lights up and it shows Jesse Nunez and his wife as the fans cheer. Jesse and his wife have their bags and are walking away from their locker room and they seem to be in a hurry. The camera follows them.

Biggs: “Jesse! Hey where you going? The ring is that way!”

Jesse and Victoria continue to walk, ignoring Biggs. Jesse and Victoria exit through the door. The camera still follows and Jesse and Victoria throw their bags in a car that is already running. They soon get into the car and drive off as the fans begin to boo.

Chase: “Where is he going? Why did he leave the arena?”

Harvey: “I don’t know.”

The scene goes back to John Green and the ref in the ring confused. The ref walks to the ring announcer and tells him something and the announcer repeats it into the microphone.

Paige: “Ladies and gentlemen. Your winner as a result of a forfeit, John Green!”

The fans give a mix reaction as the ref raises Green’s hand in victory. John Green is obviously pissed, not wanting to earn the win this way.

Harvey: John Green doesn't want the win this way! Still, what the heck is up with Jesse Nuñez!? It's not like him just turn on the fans like this!

Chase: Jesse Nuñez is showing his true colors here tonight! I say good riddance!

Overdrive cuts to commercial with John Green still angered in the ring.

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

The fans cheer at the announcement, but they quickly turn to boos as the lights in the arena dim, leaving a solitary spotlight to search the arena as the beginning of "Many Men (Wish Death)" by 50 Cent begins blaring from the house speakers:

"Many men, wish death upon me
Blood in my eye dog and I can't see
I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be
And some n----s trying to take my life away
I put a hole in a n----a for f-----g with me
My back on the wall, now you gon' see
Better watch how you talk, when you talk about me
'Cause I'll come and take your life away

Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me . . . "

The spotlight finally finds Phate as he makes his way through the crowd, eyeballing the fans as he makes his way over a nearby guardrail and up the ring steps.

Paige: Making his way to the ring first, weighing in at 285 pounds, from Detroit, Michigan, Phate!

Chase: “The Icon” is back in APW! This is absolutely great!

Harvey: I'm happy that you're glad to see him, but I don't feel the same. Phate's had quite a layoff from APW, but he makes his return tonight to face Level-One in our main event.

Once in the ring, Phate leans in the nearest corner, a look of pure disgust peering through the makeup on his face as he awaits the battle to begin. The boos grow even louder as Lupe Fiasco's “Put You On Game” 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 both of his arms high in the air.

Paige: And his opponent, weighing in at 273 pounds, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, Level-One!

Harvey: You can bet that Level-One is none to happy about losing the APW Heavyweight Championship to Pence Weatherlight at RassleMania.

Chase: He's in a foul mood, and he's going to take it out on Phate!

Level-One has the familiar scowl across his face as he slowly begins to walk down the ramp, being booed loudly by the crowd. Level-One stops before eying 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. The two men glare at each other as the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Level-One vs. Phate

The match starts with both men staring each other down, neither one making the first move. After a few tense moments, Level-One turns his back to Phate, mocking him! This draws a loud, “Ohhhhhhhhh!” from the crowd, and Phate is pissed off by this. He rushes at Level-One, but Level-One nails him with a Pele Kick! Level-One begins to stomp Phate viciously, with such force and intensity that Phate has no choice but roll out of the ring just to escape it. Level-One immediately follows him out of the ring, and grabs Phate by the head, bouncing his head off the apron a couple of times before tossing him back first into the barricade! Level-One then walks over to him and gives him a volley of heavy punches, but as the ref reaches “8!”, he rolls back into the ring, and right out, breaking the count! Phate is still a little loopy as Level-One gets back to him, and gives him another series of punches, mixing in a few forearm shots for good measure. He then grabs a hold of Phate's arm, dragging him off the barricade and whipping him hard chest first into the apron! He then rolls Phate back in and step onto the apron before climbing to the top rope. He immediately leaps off and connects with a Diving Leg Drop! He stands right up and glares out into the crowd as they boo him loudly.

Chase: Level-One is beating Phate like he owes him money! Phate hasn't even had a chance to get any offense in!

Harvey: Well, knowing the history between these two, Level-One doesn't think much of Phate, hence turning his back on him to start this match. Still, how much of this is Level-One's disgust with Phate, and his anger over losing the World Heavyweight Championship?

Level-One turns back to his opponent, and reaches down to pull him up, but Phate counters with a thumb to the eyes! The ref admonishes Phate as he gets back to his feet, and grabs Level-One in for a DDT. He follows up with a couple of Standing Elbow Drops before pulling the former champ back up to his feet and whipping him towards the ropes. On the rebound, he launches Level-One up with a Back Drop! The fans marvel at the hang time, gasping at how high he gets Level-One up.

Harvey: Look at the strength of Phate! He must have gotten Level-One up 10 feet in the air!

Chase: That's impressive for sure.

Phate grabs a hold of Level-One by the head, pulling him up and whipping him towards the corner! He nails Level-One with a Running Body Splash. Level-One falls to his bum, and Phate gives him a Face Wash, pushing his boot across the bridge of Level-One's nose! He then follows up by grabbing Level-One by the legs and pulling him to the center of the ring, stomping Level-One a few times before going for the first cover of the match, 1
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Harvey: Amazing counter by Level-One there! I may not like him, but I can't doubt his athletic ability.

Chase: It's a shame he lost the belt!

As Phate gets back up, Level-One hooks him in for a Belly-to-Belly Suplex! Phate gets back up to get another Belly-to-Belly Suplex! On the next time up, Level-One gets behind him and hits with a German Suplex, bridging his back to pin Phate, 1
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Harvey: This has been a back and forth contest so far!

Level-One gets impatient as Phate takes his time getting back to his feet, pulling him back up and getting him in position for a Powerbomb! Level-One hoists him up with a slight amount of effort, but before he can drive Phate down, Phate counters with a couple of hard shots to the temple, causing Level-One to fall back with Phate sitting on his chest! Phate grabs a hold of Level-One's legs from behind him, covering Level-One, 1
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Harvey: The crowd may be getting to Level-One here!

Chase: If anything, this is going to inspire Level-One to take it even harder to Phate!

Level-One is viably pissed at the crowd's chants, but takes it out on Phate, sitting his opponent up, sticking his knee into the small of Phate's back, and wrapping his hands around Phate's chin, yanking back! After keeping the hold on for the better part of a minute, he gives one hard yank back to snap the neck real hard! Phate holds his neck in pain as Level-One grabs him by the head to pull him back, hooking him in position to lift him up for the Level-Advance! He delays delivering the move, holding Phate up helplessly for about 30 seconds, cursing and yelling at the fans before driving Phate headfirst into the mat! Level-One hooks the leg, 1
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Winner: Level-One

Paige: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Level-One!

“Put You On Game” blares over the speakers as the ref raises Level-One's arm in victory. Level-One has a glare in his eyes, and a scowl across his face, completely disregarding Phate, who's visibly in pain on the mat, holding his neck.

Harvey: Level-One has won the match, but it's hardly any solace for losing the APW Heavyweight Championship at RassleMania.

Chase: Winning is normal for Level-One! He's experienced this before. What isn't normal is not having the World Heavyweight Championship around his waist! I can guarantee you that Level-One will do everything in his power to regain the belt!

As his music continues to play, Level-One takes a look down at Phate, and immediately snaps, brutally stomping him as hard as he can before pulling Phate up and hitting him with the Darkness Shine! He then rolls out of the ring, grabbing a hold of a steel chair, thwacking Phate with it a few times before placing the chair on the mat, lifting Phate back up and hitting with another Level-Advance right onto the steel chair! The crowd is booing even louder as Level-One stares coldly down at Phate.

Harvey: That was an unwarranted assault by Level-One! He's just taking his anger out on Phate!

Chase: Level-One has just put APW on notice! He's pissed off, and he's going to take it out on the APW roster!

Harvey: I'd hate to be on the bad side of Level-One right now. Well, folks, that's all the time we have for tonight! Thanks for watching Overdrive, and tune in next week!

Overdrive comes to a close with Level-One still standing coldly in the ring. The screen fades to black.