Overdrive-Seattle, Washington (05/13/10)

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As the opening video comes to a close, the view switches to Key Arena, where fireworks shoot out of the stage as the music continues to play. A graphic displaying the words “Seattle, WA” flashes in the upper left hand corner of the screen. Once the pyrotechnics have come to a close, the camera pans the crowd, displaying some signs the crowd has made. As to be expected, there are a ton of signs for Sally Talfourd, ranging from her name with hearts around it to one where there's a full size picture of her blowing a kiss, and a hole cut out in the sign for the fan to place his head in to receive it! An “I'm Crazy for Crazy Joe” sign is seen, as well as numerous signs for Pence Weatherlight and Bryan Payne. One fan has a sign that states, “Level-One: The True Champion!” and next to him is a female fan with a sign that says “I want Lively's Lil' Dick!” There's a group of about five fans in the front row dressed like Biggs, complete with the fancy jackets and feathers on the shoulders holding up one letter apiece to spell “BIGGS.” Finally, there's a fan who's sign is a giant red cardboard shield, obviously supporting the Red Shield Mafia! The camera then switches to Darren Harvey and Johnny Chase at the announce table.

Harvey: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the sold out Key Arena, here in Seattle, Washington! Tonight is the last stop on the way to Mayhem, and tonight's show looks to be a doozy!

Chase: You can say that again, Harvey!

Harvey: Tonight's show looks to be a doozy!

Chase: I didn't mean that literally, but oh well! The fact is that tonight is Biggs' Appreciation Night! And what a more appropriate place to have it than his hometown, Seattle! I certainly feel that he deserves to be commended for how he's run Overdrive so far, and I can't wait to see the celebration Ellie and Chris Cyrus have lined up for him!

Harvey: I disagree with you, but speaking of Ellie, she's in action tonight, teaming with Leila Farrahi to take on the team of Alyssa Morrena and Sally Talfourd! This is Sally's homecoming here tonight as well, and she wants to make it a memorable one!

Chase: Also, later tonight, we can expect to see Level-One and Bryan Payne in that very ring tonight for an in-ring confrontation! Their match at Mayhem is one of the most anticipated bouts on the card, and you can bet they won't keep things nice and peaceful heading into the pay per view!

Harvey: And let's not forget our main event for the evening, a Champions versus Challengers Six-Man Tag Match pitting all three of our champions against their adversaries for Mayhem! This promises to be an explosive match!Before we get started through, I've Sally Talfourd plugged in backstage. Sally! How are you?

Camera cuts to Sally Talfourd, decked out in her wrestling gear, raring to get into her match. But first, a few words.

[Sally] Hi Darren, hi Johnny! I'm going well. I just wanted to get in early and say my own thanks to lovely Seattle *Nice pop from the crowd* for turning out tonight to see what will no doubt be one great, great match. I was out amongst the crowd earlier tonight. Let's take a look at that.

Shot cuts to the sold out Key Arena from earlier in the evening, the whole surrounds buzzing with excited fans making their way to what will be another great OverDrive. Cue Sally Talfourd! There she is, making her way through the throngs of people who quickly recognize her and crowd around. By the time she gets near to the camera, there's a mass of hollering and hooting fans surrounding her. She's got a microphone at the ready, which she puts to use.

[Sally] Good evening Seattle! *Loud cheers from the fans* How are you all? *Even more cheers* That's fantastic! Are we ready for one heck of a night!? You bet you are. Sally Talfourd here, taking a break from Happy Endings to do some ground work for OverDrive tonight. Here I am, obviously mingling with my many, many fans. And I just couldn't help myself from coming out and getting in amongst it. It's not every day you get to put on the match of the night for your home town. While I'm here, let's have a talk to some of these great fans, see what they're looking forward to tonight.

Sally turns to get into the masses, grabbing the first respectable looking guy. She pulls him alongside her.

[Sally] Hello sir! How are you tonight

[Guy] I'm going great.

[Sally] I see you're wearing your APW shirt. That's good. Looking forward to tonight?

[Guy] Absolutely! Champs against challengers match is going to be awesome. Going into Mayhem, getting to see everyone get their last licks in before their matches? Match of the night right there.

[Sally] Anything else you're really looking forward to?

[Guy] I want to see what Level-One is going to do to Bryan after last week. You know, when he saved your ass from getting beat.

[Sally] Saved my ... I don't know about that. But are you sure you're not looking forward to another match? *Blank look* Maybe with one of your favorite women wrestlers? *More blank look* Ugh, go away! *Sally pushes the guy away, heads further into the crowd, finds a group of girls* Hey girls! How are you?

[Girl] Oh my God! Sally Talfourd! I'm, like, totally your biggest fan. Like, the biggest. I watch, like, all of your videos and, like, your matches. And now that you're here, like, I can't wait to see your match!

[Sally] That's what I'm talking about! And I'll promise you this: You will get one great match out of me. I'm here for you *Sally stands between the girls, draping her arms over their shoulders* girls, and you're not going home disappointed. What about Mayhem? Looking forward to that?

[Girl] Like, definitely! You're, like, totally going to beat Leila then. I can't believe how much of a bitch she is to you. Like, you should definitely go hard on her to make sure she doesn't come back for you.

[Sally] That's not a bad idea. Anyway, you make sure you buy the pay per view so that you can see what happens. It's going to be a match for the ages. So much better than tonight's match. I'll see you girls in there later. *Turns to leave the girls* Who else do we have here. *Spots a guy wearing a Level-One shirt* Really? You paid for that shirt?

[Another guy] Absolutely. Best wrestler in this company.

[Sally] You know, I've actually beat him? Nearly twice, too. Have any thoughts on that?

[Another guy] In fact I do. You know ...

[Sally] That's great to hear! Always glad to speak to another fan. You have a good night sir. *Sally walks off* You know, tonight Seattle is in for a real treat. It's the last chance that Leila and I have to square up before Mayhem. And I can promise you all that our match at the pay per view is going to be worth the price of the show alone. Don't get me wrong, the whole card is just great. Every title is on the line, a whole bunch of grudges are being settled. But I'm telling you now, I have months and months and months of pent up frustration that Leila is going to have to deal with. And if she is half serious about wanting to change this place, then I know I'm in for one touch battle. It's going to be a match for the ages. Every Sally Talfourd fan out there had better come out for me. I might just need your help. *Sally spots a few guys who no doubt have never been this close to someone of Sally's ... physique* Here's some guys who'd be happy to help. Hey boys, how are you?

[Awkward guy] Ummm, yeah. Good.

[Sally] Excited for tonight?

[Awkward guy] Ummm, yeah. Yes. It'll be good.

[Sally] What match can't you wait for? Is there maybe a match with a local somebody wrestling her heart out for you all?

[Awkward guy] The main event ... wait, no. Your match. Definitely your match. That's the whole reason we're here.

[Other awkward guy] That's BS. You brought your ticket before she was even signed to the company! *Shoves his friend out of the way* I'm here to see you Sally.

[Strange guy] No, I'm here to see you. Not these two idiots.

[Sally] Guys guys, don't start fighting over me. *Sally dolls herself up, twisting her hair as she talks to these guys* You know, I'm from around here. And there were never any guys in my neighborhoods as cute as you three. *She touches one of the guys on the arm. His eyes light up* Maybe I'll see you in there tonight? You have a great *Sally leans in, pecks the guy on the cheek* night!

The guy staggers on his feet, nearly faints. Sally laughs to herself, then walks off through the crowd.

[Sally] Ok guys and girls! It's just about showtime! Coming home, it's just great to have a chance to show my appreciation for what has to be the greatest city in our country. It's always exciting and a pleasure to perform for you all. I mean, sure, it's fun to go from town to town. But coming back home after the break it's been since I was last here, I just get that tingly feeling that I know something special is going to happen.

Sally turns and winks back at the camera as she gets swamped by fans looking for autographs and photos. So many people lining up just to get near to her.

[Sally] That's just a slice of the great people who have turned out tonight. You know, it's always a bunch of fun wrestling for a good crowd. But Seattle always turns out the best *Great pop, cheesy suck-up*. And I've been working my butt off to make sure that this match is something that they all remember. Not just because they deserve it, but to showcase to everyone what they can expect to see come Mayhem. Mine and Leila's match is huge because it's going to be the last match ever of the feud we've got going. Anyone who's followed our spat from our last company to now knows just how rough and hard our matches are. I can promise you that only one of us is walking out of Mayhem, and even that winner is going to struggle to hold themself up. It's going to be one match you don't want to miss.

But, for tonight, everyone can sit back, relax, and watch just how good women's wrestling can be. Darren, Johnny. Back to you!

Shot cuts to a split screen of Harvey and Chase sitting at their desk alongside the shot of Sally.

Harvey: Thanks Sally. Before you go, how have you liked your introduction to APW?

[Sally] I've loved it Darren. I couldn't ask to be at a better company. Everyone has been so welcoming. Well, nearly everyone.

Harvey: And your matches? How do you think you've gone so far?

[Sally] They've been good. I mean, I've beat Level-One already. Nearly twice. *Sally laughs* No, in all honesty I've been good. But tonight, I'm going to take it up a step. And Mayhem ... well, I can't even begin to describe how good that match is going to be. I'm going in it to win, and I'm pulling out all the stops to make sure that I get it. I can't wait for that match if only to end this thing with Leila as well. It's been a long and grueling eight months of just unrestrained aggression from her to the point that I really feel she needs help. Maybe I'll have a chance to show her how far off the rails she's come.

Harvey: Well, Sally, I for one can't wait to see how that all goes down. Anything else before you leave us to get ready for your match?

[Sally] Ummm ... yeah: Yay Seattle!

The crowd erupts as Sally waves to everyone, and it's just a shot of Harvey and Chase at their desk.

Harvey: Thanks Sally for that. It looks like her hometown has really come out for her. At least from the sound of that last bit.

Chase: First off, this crowd came out to see Biggs! secondly, Harvey, if I haven't seen a more self-obsessed woman then I'm not the best commentator this show has.

Harvey: Well, one, you're not the best commentator here. And two, Sally's just that popular. And we're all going to have a chance to see how popular right here, because her match is up next!

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APW Overdrive comes back from break, and the crowd is buzzing with anticipation for the coming match. On cue, the lights take on a blue tinge and 'Starstrukk' hits the speakers. This sets the crowd off: everyone knows who this is leading up to. As the song bursts to life, out races Sally Talfourd, racing to the front of the stage. The crowd is absolutely unglued at the arrival of their hometown girl! Raising her hands to the crowd, she kicks her leg and heads towards the ring, slapping hands with the crowd that hangs over the rails for her. On the way down, she sees a fan along the aisle who has a sign that says “MARRY ME, SALLY!” in big, pink letters, with a ring drawn on it. Sally is flattered, and gives the fan a quick hug before continuing on towards the ring.

Paige: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall! Making her way to the ring first, from Seattle, Washington, Sally Talfourd!

Harvey: Just listen to the ovation Sally Talfourd is receiving here tonight in her hometown! I can't even hear myself think!

Chase: You'd think she's won a championship or something with how loud the crowd is here tonight!

Sally stands at the base of the steps to the ring, waving to the crowd as she is announced. When that's done, she dashes up the steps, hoists herself over the top ring and bounces to the centre of the ring. Poses for the crowd as the lights return to normal and the music fades out. The crowd still cheers for the adorable Sally as she starts to stretch for the match.

“Somebody Help Me,” by Full Blown Rose, hits the P.A. and Alyssa walks out. Suddenly a burst of pyro and there's a phoenix on the titantron.

Paige: And her partner, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, “Lightning” Alyssa Morenna!

Harvey: Alyssa gets a chance at payback against Ellie this week after the way she and Hellfire were screwed last week!

Chase: She wasn't screwed! She put her hands on the ref! It just happened to be Chris Cyrus!

At this point Alyssa runs to the ring sliding in and popping up to give Sally some daps.

The cheers turn to boos as 'Astronaut' by Amanda Palmer comes over the arena, the lights fading down to a low light. Suddenly the crowd is engulfed in a wave of green light before Leila walks onto the stage, bathed in the glow of a spotlight. She looks up above her, then raises her hands slightly as the lights return to normal.

Paige: And their opponents, first, from Tehran, Iran, Leila Farrahi!

Harvey: Leila got a huge win last week over Mark Moment, and she looks to continue building momentum towards Mayhem!

Chase: Well considering that both Leila and her partner here tonight were victorious last week, while Alyssa and Sally were both on the losing end. Neither team wants to lose this match!

She walks down to the ring, ringing her hands as she goes; focused on the match, ignoring the nobodies boo-ing her as she passes them. She walks up the steps, steps through the ring and looks to the skies again. After a moment's pause, she casts a mocking look over the crowd before she removes her khimar, folding it and handing it over to the official. She flicks her hair out a few times then rolls her shoulders over a few times, warming up for the match.

The arena lights start to flash purple as Depeche Mode's "Enjoy the Silence" begins to play loudly over the speakers. Ellie enters the arena clad in her wrestling gear and ring jacket. The crowd boos loudly as she makes their way down the ramp towards the ring.

Paige: And her partner, from Stanford, California, Ellie!

Harvey: And Ellie is the real wildcard in this match. She may be undefeated thus far, but the bottom line is that she is the least experienced competitor in this match.

Chase: Inconsequential! Despite her relative lack of experience, Ellie has the best training money can buy!

As she reaches the ring, she steps in through the ropes, and does a little dance in the ring before removing her ring jacket, while Alyssa stares a hole in her. Ellie and Alyssa then make their way to their respective corners, and the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Alyssa Morenna & Sally Talfourd vs. Leila Farrahi & Ellie

Sally and Leila tie up in the middle of the ring, but Leila takes a cheap shot, catching Sally in the midsection with a hard kick. She follows up with a few hard knees to the head, knocking Sally back a bit before connecting with a hard Side Kick right to the midsection! As Sally is hunched over, Leila grabs her head and drops her face first to the mat with the Blood Flow! She hooks the leg, 1
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Sally gets the shoulder up! Leila stays on the attack, getting up to her feet and delivering a couple of Elbow Drops to Sally's midsection some more!

Chase: Leila's targeting the midsection of Sally! She wants to make sure that Sally's homecoming isn't a pleasant one!

Harvey: Leila is a dangerous competitor, that's for sure. And I'm sure the fact that this is Sally's hometown is on her mind. She would love nothing more than to embarrass Sally here in Seattle!

The Seattle crowd is firmly behind Sally, chanting her name and clapping for her as Leila attempts to lock on the Triangle Armbar. Sally manages to squirm out, rolls backwards, and gets to her feet, nailing Leila with a Front Foot Dropkick before Leila can react! She pulls her rival up and gives her a couple of Forearm Shots to the face before whipping Leila to the ropes, catching her with a Big Boot on the rebound! The crowd is on their feet as Sally pulls Leila back up, and grabs her by the head, going for the Corkscrew Neckbreaker! Sally goes for a quick pin, 1
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Leila kicks out!

Harvey: Sally almost had her there!

In the ring, Sally brings Leila back up to a vertical base, dragging her to her team's corner. She makes the tag to Alyssa, and wrings the arm of Leila as Alyssa climbs to the top rope! She jumps off the ropes, and catches Leila with a Hurricarana! She catches it with such velocity that it rolls Leila all the way across the ring, and Ellie reaches in to tag herself in! She runs into the ring, and but stops in her tracks right as Alyssa makes her way back up to her feet! Ellie has a paniced look in her face as holds her hands up, seemingly pleading with Alyssa to go easy. The fans are booing loudly as Ellie backs away back towards her corner, as Alyssa comes rushing in! Ellie sidesteps her, and Alyssa goes crashing chest first into the turnbuckle! Ellie gets the ref's attention and distracts him as Leila takes the tag rope and wraps it around Alyssa's throat, choking the life out of her! Sally enters the ring to try and break it up, but the ref turns away from Ellie and tries to get Sally to leave the ring, allowing Ellie to head over and club Alyssa in the back as Leila continues to choke “Lightning!”

Chase: This is great teamwork from Leila and Ellie here tonight!

Harvey: That's not teamwork, that's cheating, flat out! We saw the same tactic from Ellie and Biggs last week on Hellfire!

Chase: Well if it works...

The crowd continues to spew venom at Leila and Ellie as the ref gets Sally out of the ring, and turns around to see the double team. Ellie is obscuring his vision from seeing the choke, giving Leila an opporutnity to release it while Ellie argues with the ref! Alyssa has her head propped up on the turnbuckle and Ellie grabs her from behind, pulling her out of the corner, and setting her up for the Last Dance! However, before she can pull it off, Alyssa squirms out and takes Ellie down with a Clothesline! As both women are down, they start to make their way to their respective corners! A “We want Sally! We want Sally!” chant gets going as Alyssa nears her corner! Ellie has no idea where she is in the ring, and is heading towards one of the nuetral corners. Alyssa makes the tag, and Sally rushes in as Ellie uses the ropes to pull herself up! As Ellie stumbles out of the corner, Sally takes her down with a Spinning Wheel Kick! She then turns Ellie onto her belly, and gives her a vicious Curb Stomp to the face!

Harvey: Sally's on a roll!

As Sally pulls Ellie up by the hair, Ellie reaches up and gives her a rake to the eye before scurrying to her corner and tagging Leila in! She makes her way towards Sally, who's rubbing her eyes, and gives her a few hard Side Kicks before going for the Shaam! Sally ducks under it, catches Leila off guard, and nails the Makeover (Swinging Reverse STO)! Alyssa runs in and knocks Ellie off the apron as Sally goes for the pin, 1
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3! DING! DING! DING!

Winners: Sally Talfourd & Alyssa Morenna

Paige: Here are your winners, by pinfall, Sally Talfourd and “Lightning” Alyssa Morenna!

“Starstrukk” plays over the speakers and the crowd is cheering loudly as the ref raises Sally and Alyssa's arms in victory! A loud “SALLY! SALLY! SALLY!” chant is going as she smiles and appeals to her hometown crowd! Leila is still laid out as Ellie holds her face in pain, heading up the ramp.

Harvey: What a homecoming for Sally Talfourd this week on Overdrive! She picks up the win over her rival Leila Farrahi, and most certainly gains momentum heading up to their one-on-one match at Mayhem a few Sundays from now!

Chase: Sally hit with the Makeover from out of nowhere, and Alyssa made sure that Ellie wasn't going to be able to break things up!

The fans are still cheering loudly as Alyssa and Sally exit the ring and begin to high five the fans as Overdrive goes to a commercial break.

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As Overdrive comes back from Commercial a video feed inturupts the show. Somehow someone has hacked the live feed and we now seeThe man wearing the green cloak standing in the rafters of an arena, he waves the camera down and we see that he is here at Overdrive.

Voice: Now the time is drawing nearer, and NEARER forme to make my mark on the A.P.W. I almost decided to come down their tonight and teach a sinner the error of his ways. But it appears that I shall have to wait until Mayhem.

The man pulls something out from under his cloak, and holds it high in the air.

Voice: This is the seed of my power, and neither Alex Warman, nor "The Cowboy Casanova" Chet Watkins shall be able to overcome it, or me, at Mayhem. There's nothing you can do to prepare yourselves...

The scene fades to black as the man laughs. after a few seconds a graphic comes on the screen.

He is coming. BEWARE..... Darkness descends on APW in 1O days.

The camera switches back to Harvey and Chase seated at the announce table.

Harvey: Certainly some omnious words from Kulev Mahu as he prepares to make his APW debut against two other debuting Mega Stars, "The Cowboy Casanova" Chet Watkins and Alex Warman in a Triple Threat match!

Chase: This is a huge opportunity for all three men to establish themselves here in APW right off the bat! Up next we’ve got a match up I’ve been looking forward to all week.. I LOVE these guys.

Harvey: Well… enthusiasm aside… I have to reluctantly agree with my partner here. This next match up features two of the explosion of new talent that’s come through the locker room since the naming of Biggs as Overdrive’s GM.

Chase: He knows what he’s doing alright, smartest thing Jeff ever did was losing that match.

Harvey: *Ahem*

Chase: Oh… after hiring US of course…

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first… from Beantown, standing at 6’3” and tipping the scales at 250lbs.. he is.. CRAZY JOE!

As "The Seed," by The Roots, plays, Crazy Joe pops out from behind the curtain. He looks around, takes a deep breath and raises his arm. He walks down the ramp towards the ring, eyes centered on the ring. He slowly walks up the stairs, then quickly hops over the ropes.

Harvey: What I like about this guy is he’s a no nonsense punch you in the mouth kind of guy. He’s not going to wow you with fancy moves, he’s going to use his strength and get physical early. What I don’t like is the guy’s attitude…. He’s going to get himself in a lot of trouble calling out the roster like he did this week.

Chase: Bah! He says he’s going to make Kilgore bleed… blood baby! I want to see if Kilgore bleeds glitter.

Paige: And his opponent, from Colleyville Texas, he is the “Show Stopper”… Shawn Kilgore!

"The Destination Is There" booms over the PA system, and the fans boo their lungs out as "The Excellent Gordie" Gordon Heath appears from behind the curtain, with "The Showstopper" Shaun Kilgore following behind him. They taunt and laugh at the fans, with Shaun daring several ringside fans to try and hit him. Gordie enters the ring, further chastising the fans as Shaun slides into the ring, walking over to one of the corners and climbing to the middle turnbuckle, putting his arms up in the air as if he's holding an invisible beach ball, also referred to as the Randy Orton pose.

Harvey: And there he is, the man that in two short weeks will step inside the ring with the Red Shield Mafia with the Sports Nutz at his back!

Chase (clearing his throat): There’s the man that in three short weeks will be applying for disability insurance!

Inside the ring Kilgore and Joe stare at each other, a few words seem to pass between them not picked up by the mics. Kilgore appears to get the last word in before the bell as Joe almost seems to go nuts not even waiting for the bell before he charges across the ring and tackles Kilgore to the canvas delivering a flury of wild punches into his downed opponent’s chest and head.

Chase: Ring the damn bell ref!

Like most of the audience the ref stands there slack jawed for several minutes doing a double take before he finally motions for the match to officially begin.

*DING DING*

Crazy Joe vs. Shaun Kilgore

Chase: Finally!

“That’s right!” Yells Joe as he stands up a bit still leaning over the down Kilgore who is shaking his head in an attempt to clear it. “What have you got to say now? HUH?! WHAT?!”

*SLAP*

The sound of Kilgore’s hand connecting with the side of Joe’s face as he leans over reverberates through the arena as the latter clutches his jaw and stumbles back slightly weak kneed.

Harvey: Holy shit! Kilgore just slapped the taste out of Joe’s mouth… how’s that for something to say!

Chase: Lucky shot. Kilgore is a show boat, a premedona, he doesn’t have what it takes to slug it out with a guy like Joe.

As Joe works his jaw around for a moment, Kilgore struggles up to his feet, still a little glass eyed but as Joe charges again he’s able to react on instinct and fall back against the top rope pulling it down with his bodyweight and sending Joe flipping over it onto the outside of the ring where he slaps hard against the matting below.

A few more moments pass buying Kilgore time to recover a bit more as Joe tries to get a handle on what the hell just happened to him. Joe gets a hand back up on the apron and starts to pull himself back up slowly… seeing an opportunity Kilgore gets a double handed grip on the rope and pulls it down while he squats adding spring to his jump as he leaps over the tope rope falling in what amounts to a butt drop on Joe’s back as he bends over trying to get back inside the ring under the bottom rope. A loud “Ohhhh!” comes from the crowd as both men smash back to the matting.

Harvey: Nice improvisation by Kilgore in this match up… I’m really impressed. Neither man really seems to have the advantage here in the early going of this match, but Joe needs to back off a little bit and rethink how he’s going to go after Kilgore… this bull in a china shop thing ain’t gonna cut it.

Chase: Ha! We’ll see.

The ref begins counting both men out.

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Kilgore and Joe both roll around on the matting, aware that they need to get back in the ring to avoid the count out but the fall and crash seeming to have taken a lot out of them very early in this match.

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Both men get to one knee, turning their slightly fuzzy eyes towards one another and Kilgore launches another punch sending Joe bending backwards, catching himself on his left hand. Joe rights himself with obvious effort and a beat passes and he fires an answering punch into Kilgore that rocks him backwards too.

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Kilgore rights himself and fires an answering shot, then Joe, then Kilgore…

Harvey: Joe, and then Kilgore, another and another punch as these two men are checking how much each other want it right here tonight!

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Finally Joe winds up a massive roundhouse throwing his whole body behind it that catches Kilgore right on the temple spinning the Showstopper around where he seems to hang in the air for a split second before flopping like a fish out of water back to the matting.

Chase: OH! And that’s what you get when you try to trade punches with a guy who throws them like no one else!

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Harvey: Nice punch or not partner, if Joe isn’t able to break up that count this match is over!

Joe staggers forward grabbing Kilgore as best he can and lays his upper body on the apron, he tries to lift him, but then stops to grab at his back from where Kilgore fell on him earlier almost falling down to one knee but with obvious pain manages to roll him on up under the rope and into the ring itself a split second before the ref says “10.” The ref turns and waves off the count out.

Chase: And just in the nick of time this match will go on!

Harvey: Yes it will, but I’m interested to see what happens with Joe’s back, it’s obviously bothering him.

Back inside the ring Joe crawls over to where Kilgore has rolled and puts his hand on his shoulders going for a quick cover.

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Harvey: Kick out at one and a half! The quick cover chance didn’t pan out.

Frustrated Joe pulls Kilgore up with him and tucks his head underneath his arm setting up for a DDT. Kilgore fires back landing several fists into Joe’s gut which seem to double him over making him grunt for breath, his hold loosening just a bit… but no, his free hand comes over and around slamming into Kilgore’s back several times until he stops fighting back and then Joe sets up again and brings the Showstopper’s head crashing down into the mat with ring shaking force.

Harvey: Picture perfect DDT.

Chase: Now that’s what I’m talking about right there!

Kilgore stays on the mat from that DDT, his arms flopping rag doll style by his sides as Joe takes a moment to look over at his opponent, a wicked look in his eyes. Getting back to his feet he leaves Kilgore laying on the canvas and walks over to the corner undoing one of the turnbuckle covers and exposing the metal beneath, and then looks over at Kilgore and smiles as he walks back over reaching down to grab two big handfuls of his long hair as he forces him back to his feet.

Chase: Ohh.. I think Joe is about to make good on his threat!

Joe lets out a roar and charges dragging Kilgore along with him aiming his head for that exposed turnbuckle, but at the last moment Kilgore’s arms shoot out grabbing the ropes to either side of the turnbuckle and lock up stopping both wrestlers dead in their tracks. Stunned for a moment Joe pulls back on Kilgore’s head and tries again with the same result, and is then greeting with an elbow fired backwards into his face from one of those arms. Then another, and a third as he releases his hold on Kilgore and stumbles back making a slow turn which is greeting with a Dropkick as he moves to face his opponent once more that finally drops him to his back.

Harvey: And Kilgore fires back. From out of nowhere signs of life… but how much does he have left in the tank?

Kilgore keeps his grip on the rope with one hand and sags to one knee, seeming to answer Harvey’s question as his other rubs his head from that DDT as he looks over to where Joe is trying to pull himself up to a sitting position. Using the rope to help stand himself up Kilgore takes several quick steps forward firing a savage knee into the side of Joe’s face returning him to his back and then promptly falls back to his knees, crawling over to loop an arm over his chest.

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Chase: And a kick out by Joe!

Harvey: This isn’t a wrestling match… this is a street fight!

Almost by mutual consent the two men seem to move away from each other eyeing one another with equal parts new found respect and loathing as even the crowd seems to have been brought into this unlikely pairing of competitors chanting “LET HIM HAVE IT!” *clapclapclap* “LET HIM HAVE IT” *clapclapclap* Both men seem to sneer just a little as they get to their feet lunging at each other locking up trying to force each other back into a vulnerable position. Joe reacts first seeming to give ground to one side to free up one of his legs to snap up driving a knee into Kilgore’s gut doubling him over. He rolls his arm around them into a side headlock and then takes several steps forward for a bulldog, but Kilgore is able to stop his forward momentum and get his hands underneath Joe’s hips as he jumps shoving upwards and extending, sending Joe back up and over his head.

Kilgore stumbles several feet and then goes back to his knees, his exhaustion obvious, but also obvious is that he didn’t realize Joe didn’t land as he’d intended. It hadn’t been pretty or graceful, but Joe had managed to come down on one knee and arm breaking his fall and allowing him to spring right back to his feet taking a two step run he grabs the back of Kilgore’s head and completes his earlier attempted bulldog driving Kilgore’s head into the mat!

Harvey: Now I have to say, even I’m a little impressed by that. Great agility shown there by a big guy, and a heads up move.

Chase: See!? I told you this guy was the real deal.

Harvey: I never said he wasn’t…

Joe quickly moves up to his feet, thumping his fist off his chest as he bends over grabbing one of Kilgore’s arms, his boot pushing down on his exposed ribs as he twists his arm into a wrist lock leveraging his shoulder. Kilgore seems to wake up a bit, his face turning into a mask of pain as he can feel the tendons in his hand and wrist being contorted while at he same time two hundred and fifty pounds of man is pressing down on his ribs driving the breath out of him. “GIVE IT UP SHAWN!” Joe shouts, but the ref is greeted with a determined shake of the head by Kilgore, who tries to get up, but Joe just torques the wrist more and lifts his boot off Kilgore’s side long enough to savagely stomp it back down on them until he returns to the mat.

Harvey: Kilgore is in a bad bad way here, I don’t see how he could possibly have enough left in the tank here to get his way out of this..

The ref seems to agree, checking on Kilgore quite often, but thus far Joe hasn’t been able to wring a tap out of him. Kilgore manages to get his free arm wrapped around Joe’s planted leg, and with the slightest bit of traction from his feet rolls just into the bottom of Joe’s legs to rock him off balance and the hold is broken as the two roll over with Kilgore coming out of it on top with that leg still hooked! It takes the shocked ref a moment to react.

Chase: What the hell is it with this damn ref!?!?

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Harvey: Call the police Chase because Shawn Kilgore just stole the show!

Chase:…. Really?... you had to go there?

Paige: And the winner of the match by pinfall… SHAUN KILGORE!

Gordie clambers into the ring as the announcement is made laughing and patting Shaun on the back while the ref lifts his hand. Kilgore looks totally spent and jerks his hurt arm back away from the ref and clutches it to his side as soon as the announcement is made.
Meanwhile a few feet away Joe is sitting on the canvas a look of shock on his face as he looks up at the replay unable to believe what just happened.

Chase: Kilgore got flat out lucky… yeah I said it LUCKY! He’s not going to get that kind of luck at Mayhem.

Harvey: I thought for sure that with his attitude and temperment, you'd love Shaun Kilgore!

Chase: What can I say, I like Red Shield Mafia better!

Harvey: Well to each their own. Still, I know one thing, these guys opponents at Mayhem have their work cut out for them… and I for one would LOVE to see these two go at it again!

[biggs]

In the backstage area music can be heard filling the air. As the camera moves in closer to the source of this sound you see Michael Lively standing at a podium in the back hall with an ipod and a dock radio. A table behind the Xtreme champion is loaded with different cakes and various people from the back stage crew seems to be linned up. Lively stops the music and steps and looks toward the camera capturing his actions.

Lively: I'm sure you APW die hards have questions, so let the JESUS set your minds at ease. The rumor sites on the Internets, and the marks are all running wild since my bold statement in my last promo, they all want to know what Michael Lively is showing up at Mayhem. Is the care free Michael Lively going to show up, the one who doesn't need a title belt to prove anything, or will you see the picture of perfection, the Hottest Shit Going, the JESUS his mother fucking self Michael Lively. I can honestly say that no matter what version I promise to bring to the ring at Mayhem, I surely will walk out holding onto the Xtreme championship because I have myself one hell of a CAKE WALK!!!

Lively then strikes the I am JESUS pose and then gets back to spitting his venom.

Lively: In honor of my Cake Walk match at Myhem, tonight we are having an Official Michael Lively Cake Walk right here. My disciple Lil Dick is going to let you people pick a number on the circle, and when the music hits it's time to start walking. When the music stops you then stop and we pick a number, if your cock loving ass is on that number then by Gawly you win a fricking cake thanks to yours truly!!! So Lil Dick let the people in...

Lil Dick opens the rope holding the people in line back. Mostly ring crew, caters, and wardrobe memebers have decided to take part in this Epic event backstage. There are thirty two numbers making up the circle and only thrity one people are standing on the numbers leaving one open spot.

Lively: Really people, this is a genuine opportunity to win a cake...as many fat bodies as we have here you would think people would jump at the chance for cake.

Just then the challenger to the Xtreme title steps up to the line and Lil Dick quickly closes the rope not letting him into the game. Lively notices big Jim Steel standing there.

Lively: You know what Lil Dick let him through...it's a cake walk, and since he is part of the reason we are doing this let him play, who knows he might win a cake...but Lord knows thats about all the chances he has in winning anything.

Jim Steel shakes his head in disgust as Lil Dick opens the rope. The number one contender steps on his number and waits for the music to begin playing. Lively then fires up the ipod as NSYNC posions the eardrums of all involved in the game. Michael Lively begins rocking out to Bye-Bye-Bye waving his hands in the motion like the original members did in the music video. After a ear otrturing session of the song Lively finally stops the music, and then Lil Dick quickly draws a number.

Lil Dick: 14...number 14!!!

A lady from wardrobe yells with excitement as she heads over to the cake table.

Lively: Alright thunder thighs the choice is yours, a table full of cakes to choose from although it looks like you might have a table full of cakes in your belly already woman...

The lady glares at Michael Lively before picking out her cake. Lively simply smirks that shit eating grin the direction of Jim Steel.

Lively: Alright folks this is the Official Michael Lively Cake Walk and we are at it once more...

Lively pushes play on the i-pod once more and Lady Gaga's poker face begins to blare. The JESUS then starts singing along with the song as people start to make their way around the circle.

Lively: Pa-pa-pa-poke-her-face!!!


Lively continues his embarrassing dance routine and then stops the music. Lil Dick then reaches into a fish bowl picking a number and handing it to Michael Lively this time.


Lively: Well, well, well it looks like we have a special winner...number 13 you have just won a cake.


Lively looks up as the people surrounding Jim Steel turn his direction noticing that he is standing on number 13. Jim takes a step forward but Lively motions for him to stay put as he hops down from his podium.

Lively: Listen up Jim Steel, I think you my friend have been blessed recently. Taken the rabbits foot and jammed it so far up your ass the bunny fur on it tickles your nose when you sneeze. To fall into the number contenders spot when it's clear you don't stand a chance is some luck. To do what you have for the past several weeks and walk out unharmed is another dose of luck, and right here as we stand you just won a cake with unlucky number 13...only you my friend. I want you to remember this though, that streak is about to come to a brutaly fast screeching halt come Mayhem because no matter how much Lucky Charms you ingest, you matter how many times you make love to a unicorn, or how many horshoes you can fit in that stretched out anal cavity of yours it won't be enough to overcome the allmight JESUS!!!

Thats then, and this is now so seeing is you are the winner let me do the honors and pick you out a cake fitting for fruit, I mean friend...yeah.

Lively then picks a cake up and walks toward Jim Steel who tenses up a bit as the champion moves closer.

Lively: Here you go Jim Steel a carrot cake to go with that rabbits foot up your ass!!!

Lively then tries to smash the cake in Steel's face but the big man moves and Lively blasts a memeber of the ring crew right in the mush with carrot cake. Jim Steel then offers up a few nasty right hands to the face of the champion. Lively then ducks a huge right coming his way, and then Pele kicks the challenger to his title in the forehead. Lively quickly slides underneath the table to the other side and stands as Jim Steel comes toward him. A table full of cake stand between them both and Lively quickly kicks the table sending it into the legs of Steel doubling him over. Michael Lively grabs the hair of Jim Steel ready to drive his face into the cakes. Lively looks at Lil Dick with a grin of pleasure but then his hads are broken free from the mans heair as a big hand clutches his throat. Steel with huge burst of power hoists Lively into the air with a choke slam and drives him down through the table of cakes. The wood splinters and frosting flies everywhere as the JESUS lays out cold from the impact. Jim Steel looks down at the man that holds the key to what he wants...the Xtreme title. Hardcore then walks away leaving Lively in a pile of cakes like Duff Goldman.

Lil Dick rushes over to aid his savior and Lively opens his eyes.

Lil Dick: You OK?

Lively: I'm fine!!!

Lil Dick: You sure because you just went through a table of cakes?

Lively stands up pissed kicking the broken table and knocking the podium down as Lil Dick backs up from the rage leaving the Xtreme champion.

Overdrive cuts out the arena, The Lights Dim and a smooth but short jazz tune plays. The music stops the lights come back on and suddenly Hero by skillet hits and then pyro comes from underneath the stage. Jazz comes out with Shana and Meursault and struts to the ramp then stops, shrugs his shoulders, and lowers his arms then quickly raises them.

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Chicago Illinois. Jimmy JAZZ! And his opponent, from Washington DC, Young Mannie.

Jimmy rubs his hands together as he approaches the ring. He slides in and raises his arms and the crowd boos loud. He jumps up and wipes his face as his music lowers and eventually cuts off.

Harvey: Looks like there’s a few words between the managers here.

Mannie’s manager, Damian Walker and Jimmy’s managers, Shana and Meursault begin exchanging words, and then the referee puts a quick end to it by ejecting all of them from ring side. The fans cheer as Jimmy and Mannie try to get the referee to reconsider, but he’s having none of it.

Chase: The referee wants a clean fight here between these two

The managers leave and the bell sounds for the match to begin

Jimmy Jazz Vs Young Mannie

The two men lock up and Jimmy brings Mannie to the corner. The ref greats them to break apart and then Jimmy slaps Mannie across the face. The then circle each other and then lock up again and then they break the lock up and this time, Mannie slaps Jimmy across the face. Jimmy holds his face then attacks with a big punch, but Mannie ducks out of the way and then starts nailing Jimmy with punches, backing him to the ropes. Mannie throws Jimmy to the opposite ropes and connects with a hip toss and Jimmy rolls out of the ring.

Harvey: Looks like Jimmy is going to regroup here.

Chase: Young Mannie is determined to win here tonight, Jimmy has a big fight in front of him.

With Jimmy outside the ring, Young Mannie dives over the top rope with the “Awesome Dive” but Jimmy side steps and Mannie lands on the outside floor. Jimmy grabs Mannie, rolls him into the ring and goes for a cover
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Jimmy pulls Mannie to his feet and puts him in the corner where he gives him a loud chop. The crowd yell’s “Woooo” and then Jimmy chops Mannie again. Jimmy throws Mannie into the opposite corner and runs and nails the Outside of ring turnbuckle clothesline. Mannie falls to the mat and Jimmy climbs to the top rope.

Harvey: Jimmy his going for a high risk move.

Chase: Crazy Joe better be watching!

Mannie gets to his feet and Jimmy comes off the top rope with a diving European Uppercut. Mannie goes down and Jimmy hooks the leg for a cover
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Jimmy then picks Mannie up and hooks him up for a snap suplex and nails it, but holds on, picking Mannie back up, hitting another snap suplex. Jimmy holds on to Mannie, picks him up again, and goes for a 3rd Snap Suplex, but this time, Mannie blocks it and then grabs Jimmy’s leg, lifts him up and drops him with a Cradle DDT! Both guys are out and the ref begins counting

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Both guys are up, Jimmy swings, but Mannie blocks it and comes back with a punch of his own. The punch makes Jimmy fall back into the ropes, and Jimmy comes back with a Discus Clothesline, but Mannie ducks and nails Jimmy in the face with a super kick. With Jimmy down, Mannie climbs to the top rope. As soon as he gets to the top, Jimmy is up and punches Mannie in the gut and climbs the ropes. They exchange a few shots to each other, but then Mannie is able to push Jimmy off the top rope. Jimmy hit’s the mat and goes on all fours, about to get up and Mannie jumps off the top rope with a double foot stomp, right on the back of Jimmy Jazz.

Chase: A stomp like that can break a mans back

Harvey: Jimmy may not be in shape to wrestle at mayhem after that one.

Mannie rolls Jimmy to his back and covers him
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Mannie pulls Jimmy to his feet and throws him into the ropes, but Jimmy comes back with a baseball slide between Mannie’s legs. He grabs Mannie around the waist and goes for a German suplex, but Mannie blocks it and reverses into a waist lock of his own and goes for a side belly to back suplex, but Jimmy flips over, landing on his feet and the grabs Mannie from behind and nails him with the Dat Dudes Dead! Jimmy covers
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Winner: Jimmy Jazz

Paige: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Jimmy Jazz!

Chase: Travesty! I like both of these guys, but Jimmy Jazz had to use the baseball bat low blow to get the win here tonight! That's not right!

Harvey: Regardless of how he did it, Jazz comes out victorious here tonight. This will undoubtedly help build his confidence heading into his match with Crazy Joe at Mayhem!

The ref raises Jazz's arm in victory, and he celebrates as APW goes to commercial.

[biggs]

“Iron Man” is playing as Chris Cyrus and Ellie are already in the ring as Overdrive returns. Ellie has changed into a purple dress, complete with a cute purple headband, while Cyrus is dressed in a grey designer suit with an Orange shirt and grey tie with orange stripes. The ring is covered with a blue carpet, and blue streamers are wrapped around the ropes. A large portrait of Biggs sits on an easel in the corner of the ring. Both of them are grinning from ear to ear as the music fades.

Cyrus: Ladies and gentlemen, each and everyone of you should consider yourselves extremely lucky, as tonight, you get to be a part of something truly special! You get to be a part of something that you will never forget! You get to be a part of Biggs' Appreciation Night!

Most of the crowd boos, although there are scattered cheers, particularly from the group of Biggs fans in the front. A “Biggs likes pigs! Biggs likes pigs!” chant gets going.

Chase: I guess there must be some Biggs fans here tonight, because that chant was used against Biggs in GWE and AWE!

Harvey: I wouldn't necessarily call them fans, just people that have had to put up with Biggs for quite a while!

Ellie is covering her ears, not wanting to hear the negative words about her fiance. Cyrus speaks to shut the crowd up.

Cyrus: Of course Biggs likes pigs. He loves the taste of bacon! He'll be the first to tell you! But that's irrelevant right now. What is relevant is the fact that tonight, we are going to celebrate the man who has proved himself to be the greatest General Manager APW has ever seen, and better yet, he's done it in a little over a month! So ladies and gentlemen, please join Ellie and myself in giving a warm welcome to the man of the hour, Biggs!

At this point, the arena lights fade to a dim blue, and “Spaceman,” by The Killers, hits the speaker. Laser lights shoot from the stage as strobe lights flash about the arena and blue spotlight twirl around. The boos are deafening as Biggs makes his entrance, although the scattered fans are trying their loudest to be heard. The fans in the front row hold their BIGGS letters up proudly as the rest of the crowd around them start to boo them as well! Biggs is clad in dark navy blue suit with a teal shirt and silver tie, with a Seattle Mariners baseball cap on his head. The cap has a teal bill, and he's wearing some Mariners shades as well, and his suit has teal feathers on the shoulders. Biggs soaks in the boos as he makes his way down the ramp.

Harvey: How self indulgent of Biggs to throw this party of himself in his hometown!

Chase: It's not Biggs who's throwing it, it's Cyrus and Ellie! And what better place to throw it than here in Seattle!

As he reaches the ring, Biggs notices the group of fans, and goes up to them, slapping fives with them before hopping up onto the apron and slinging himself over the top rope into the ring! Ellie comes over to him and gives him a peck on the cheek before handing him a mic. The lights come back on, and Biggs waits for the boos to subside a bit before beginning to speak.

Biggs: Cyrus and Ellie, let me start off by saying thank you, and that you shouldn't have gone through the trouble of all of this for me, but the fact is that if any Seattle athlete deserves to be praised, it's yours truly! The Seahawks haven't been relevant in years, the Sounders have had a disappointing season thus far, and my Mariners, oh my goodness, I love them to death, but I got to admit, they're not doing that hot at all right now!

The crowd boos at Biggs disparaging remarks about Seattle sports teams, and Biggs can't help but shrug.

Biggs: Hey, I love the Mariners! I'm wearing their colors tonight, but even I got to admit that they aren't living up to expectations this year! But there's one sports superstar from Seattle that you can count on never choking, and that's me!

Cyrus: Exactly! And to prove it, Biggs, Ellie and I have put together a tape of your greatest moments here in APW! Monkeys in the back, roll the tape!

The arena goes dark as a video begins to play on the screen as Keane's “Spiraling” blares over the speakers. Footage of Biggs' initial entrance to APW, complete with the Flying Saucer and The Killers playing his theme song. It then shifts to highlights from his feud with Shadow, including the Bigg Time where he runs up the cage and takes him down from the top rope, to the UFO Frog Splash in the Tag Team Ladder Match at One Night in Hell. Also shown is the Sharpshooter Biggs put Shadow in at the conclusion of their 2-out-of-3 Falls match to regain the APW Overdrive Championship once more. Clips from Biggs' match with Level-One follow that, including Biggs' landing on his feet outside the ring after being tossed over the top rope, and him going for the Bigg Time. A montage of Biggs hitting with the Starmaker on various opponents is showed, and it finally ends with Biggs pinning Jeff 1...2...3! to become the new Overdrive General Manager. The video ends with text saying “Biggs: The Greatest GM APW has ever seen!” The crowd is booing loudly as the lights come back on. Biggs is visibly moved by the video and gives Ellie a hug and Cyrus a high five before speaking.

Chase: That was beautiful! And it looks like Biggs is at a loss for words!

Harvey: We can hope...

Biggs: That was awesome guys! If there was one thing I could add to that video, it would be more footage of me taking it to President Jeff! That would have put the video over the top from being amazing to freakin legendary!

This draws more boos from the crowd as Biggs, Cyrus and Ellie glad hand in the ring. As Biggs continues to thank them, all of a sudden, another video hits the screen. “Raining Blood” plays as the words “Don't get too comfortable” appear in red letters on the screen! The fans are cheering loudly as The Axis of Awesome looks around the arena, trying to see if President Jeff is in attendance! All of a sudden the arena goes completely dark! The fans are in a frenzy, and after a few moments, the lights come back to normal. Biggs, Cyrus and Ellie are still in the ring, looking confused and slightly afraid of what just happened. The fans begin a “We want Jeff! We want Jeff!” chant.

Biggs: Come on, Jeff! Show yourself! Come on, you coward!

Cyrus: We're not afraid of you!

Biggs is starting to lose him composure.

Biggs: Who said we were afraid of him, Cyrus!? All of you people need to realize this, that while Jeff still owns APW, all he has authority to do is sign the paychecks! I'M IN CHARGE! NOT HIM! ME! NOT HIM!

Biggs is throwing a tantrum in the ring as Ellie tries to comfort him. He tosses the mic down and storms out of the ring, pouting as he makes his way up the ramp. Ellie and Cyrus chase after him as the fans still chant for President Jeff!

Harvey: Well, things definitely didn't go the way Biggs and company wanted them to tonight!

Chase: That was horrible! How dare President Jeff ruin Biggs' night! And what's worse is he didn't even have the guts to be here in person to do it!

Harvey: Biggs was acting like a spoiled brat anyways! I say good for Jeff! I just wonder when we'll get to see him again!

Overdrive cuts to commercial.

[biggs]

Overdrive returns from commercial with The Greatness and The Red Shield Mafia already in the ring. Both factions stand on opposite sides of the ring from each other, with Damien Walker and “The Excellent Gordie” Gordon Heath front and center. Between the two men is an arm wrestling table, and a referee.

Harvey: Welcome back to Overdrive! Folks, we're getting ready to witness an wrestling match between the respective managers of The Red Shield Mafia and The Greatness!

Chase: Both Damien Walker and “The Excellent Gordie” Gordon Heath have been in the thick of things as these two factions have been going back and forth in recent weeks. It'll all come to a head at Mayhem in the six man elimination tag match, but tonight, Walker and Heath get a chance to make a statement for their respective teams heading into the pay per view!

The ref has a mic, and begins to explain the rules.

Ref: Now you two were given the rules backstage before coming out here. Step up to the table, grab the grip and lock hands!

Both Walker and Heath give each other disapproving scowls as they walk towards the table. They both grab the grips and and lock hands. The ref has a hold of their hands, and counts down from three, releasing once he reaches zero. Almost immediately, Walker releases his grip on Heath's hand! The crowd boos as Walker grabs the mic.

Harvey: What's this all about!?

Walker: You need to check this table, ref. It's not level!

Chase: They can't arm wrestle if the table isn't level! It gives one of them an unfair advantage!

Harvey: I think the table's perfectly fine!

The crowd boos even louder as a “Bullcrap! Bullcrap!” chant gets going. Heath, Kilgore, Mueller and Dunpork all look unamused as The Mafia show their support for Walker's claims. The ref gives the table a quick examination, checking all the legs, but finds nothing unkosher. He orders Walker to get back in position, and Walker begrudgingly does so. Again, the ref holds their hands and counts down, releasing them once he reaches zero. This time, Gordon Heath releases his grip, drawing more boos from the crowd. He grabs the mic.

Heath: Ref, you need to check his shoes! I think he has platforms in them. He's trying to give himself an unfair advantage in leverage!

Harvey: Oh come on! Will they just get to arm wrestling!

Chase: Not until they're at an even playing field!

Harvey: What are they going to do then? Take off their shoes?

Indeed, the ref instructs both men to take off their shows, which both men comply with, although they take their own sweet time doing so. The fans are getting antsy, yelling “YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!” repeatedly as both Walker and Heath stall for time. After a bit, the ref has had enough, and instructs them both to quit stalling, remove their shoes, and step back to the podium. They begrudgingly comply, and step back to the table. Heath gets a hold of his grip, and Walker follows shortly after. But before they clasp their hands, both men swing at their adversary! The table prevents them from connecting, but they flip it over, and proceed to brawl as the ref throws up his hands! The Greatness and Red Shield Mafia follow suit, and pair off! Dunpork and Kingston are going at it, trading rights and lefts, as Valentine gets a hold of Mueller, and tosses him out over the ropes before following him to the floor! The two proceed to brawl outside, while Shaun Kilgore and Young Mannie pair off, having a veritable slug fest, while Walker and Heath roll around on the mat, having a cat-fight of sorts. More refs, trainers, and security come rushing down to the ring to try and break everyone up!

Harvey: I know you want to say it, Johnny, so go ahead...

Chase: CATFIGHT! But not really. I guess maybe a Dogfight?

Harvey: Whatever you call it, things have gotten out of control here! Who will come out on top of this explosive feud at Mayhem?

The two factions are still going at is as the APW staff continue to try and pull them apart as Overdrive goes to commercial once more!

[biggs]

Harvey: Sunday, May 23 marks the date for our annual Mayhem event, live on pay per view from Tacoma, Washington! It's going to be a huge event, with nine matches confirmed!

At this point, the screen transitions from the Mayhem logo to profile shots of Hellfire K.I.D. with his APW Overdrive Championship slung over his shoulder, and Alyssa Morenna behind him. Opposite of Hellfire is Mark Moment, striking his wide grin.

Chase: Hellfire K.I.D. defends his Overdrive Championship against Mark Moment in a huge bout! Both men have faced each other before in a Fatal Fourway Ladder Match, where Hellfire came out victorious. What will the result be when it's just one-on-one!?

Alyssa Morenna and Ellie are visible on the screen. Alyssa's picture is all business, while Ellie's is caught in mid-giggle.

Harvey: We get to see Alyssa Morenna and Ellie settle their differences in the ring! Neither one can stand the other, and this promises to be a heated match!

The portraits of "The Cowboy Casanova" Chet Watkins, Alex Warman, and Kulev Mahu are all shown over the red background as the music continues to play.

Harvey: Also at Mayhem, we have the debut of three new young studs here in APW! "The Cowboy Casanova" Chet Watkins, Alex Warman, and Kulev Mahu prepare to face off in a triple debut triple threat match! All three men will surely pull out all the stops to emerge victorious in their first ever match in APW!

Crazy Joe and Jazz flash across the screen as the words "Falls Count Anywhere" are shown below their pictures.

Chase: Also, Crazy Joe and Jazz will try to settle the score after falling to a double count-out last week! There must be a winner in this match!

The screen then shifts to the Red Shield Mafia with Damien Walker behind them with Shaun Kilgore and the Sports Nutz on the opposing side.

Harvey: This contest is simply volatile, as both factions want to prove that they are the dominant team in APW. They'll get to see which team is truly better in a Six Man Elimination Tag Team Match! This one will be action packed!

Sally Talfourd and Leila Farrahi are shown on the screen.

Chase: We saw Sally pin Leila earlier tonight in a tag team match, but that's only the prelude to their one-on-one encounter at Mayhem! This is a long standing feud, and they look to bring it to an end in Tacoma!

The video on the screen shatters as the APW Xtreme Championship is zoomed right into the camera. As the “shards” fall, Michael Lively and Jim Steel's pictures are shown, Lively striking the Jesus pose with the Xtreme Championship over his shoulder. Jim Steel looks as serious as a heart attack in his photo and the words Hardcore Match for the APW Xtreme Championship are at the bottom of the screen.

Harvey: This next match looks to be one of the most unpredictable matches on the card! People haven't been giving Jim Steel much of a chance, but he's been one step ahead of Michael Lively all month! Will he be able to hold on to that momentum and ride it to an Xtreme Title reign!

The screen then switches to pictures of Level-One and Bryan Payne.

Chase: Up next is the match everyone is talking about! Level-One versus Bryan Payne is a match that everyone wants to see, and APW gets to host it at Mayhem! Payne has been nothing but impressive since debuting in APW, but Level-One is hell bent on proving that he's the absolute most complete wrestler in APW today! This one's going to be epic!

The APW Heavyweight Championship zooms in to the screen, followed by images of Pence Weatherlight and John Green.

Harvey: And then, of course, there's our main event! Pence Weatherlight defends the APW Heavyweight Championship against John Green! Last week, Green tried to take advantage of Pence after his match with Michael Lively, but Pence was able to counter. At Mayhem, there will be no sneak attacks, just two men standing across from each other in that ring!

Chase: John Green is hungry to taste gold again in APW, but what cost is he willing to pay to get it!?

Harvey: Folks, do whatever you can to find out how to order this sure to be explosive event! Call your cable or satellite provider or go to APW.com to find out how you can join us for Mayhem! You don't want to miss it! Now it's time for the in-ring confrontation between Bryan Payne and Level-One!

The first chords of “The Enemy” explode out of the PA system and the crowd lets out a cheer as moments later Bryan emerges at the top of the entrance ramp a slow easy half smile tugging at his lips as he looks out into the crowd from behind his shades. He pauses there a moment to look back and forth over the fans in the arena and then nods before starting his walk down to ringside. He pauses at one point halfway down to stop and gesture over to a fan holding a sign next to the crowd barrier that reads, “Revelation of Payne!” and another that reads “Last week Bryan Killed my Payne!” He laughs a bit removing his shades tucking them into the neckline of his shirt before he trots up the steps and then ducks underneath the top rope into the ring, microphone already in hand.

Bryan Payne: DAMN. You know, one of the truths of this business we find ourselves in… is that the minute you step foot into a new place everyone waits to see what kind of an ‘impact’ you’ll make. How you’ll ‘make your mark.’ What kind of ‘impression’ you’ll leave on the fans and the locker room as you start to build your legacy within that company. Because no matter how successful you might have been elsewhere it’s a new place a new time and you start out like everybody else on the bottom rung of the totem pole until you can prove you deserve to be elsewhere.

Bryan nodded just a little bit, and his little smile almost seemed to shift into one of his trademark smirks as he rubbed the side of his nose with his free hand.

Bryan Payne: So when I first walked in those doors you guys didn’t know how to treat me. Sure I brought a few fans over with me, and these are people that I’m very grateful to for being willing to follow me as I move… yet again. But now, look at this reception I get… and I… I just think… I can’t help but suppose… it might have something to do with last week… am I right?

A roar of approval comes from the crowd that gets up to it’s feet “FEEL THE PAYNE! FEEL THE PAYNE! FEEL THE PAYNE!”

Bryan Payne: Damn right baby… feel it and weep. So let’s… take a look back on what kind of impression I left on Level One last week shall we?

Bryan pauses gesturing up to the tron which blinks to life flickering for a few moments before it comes to life showing Level One and Bryan at the end of One’s match yelling at each other and then One rears back punching Payne who is staggered and fires back with a chair shot that leaves One laid out in the center of the ring.

Bryan Payne: Well, I appear to have made my mark with Level One at least…

He paused to chuckle slightly.

Bryan Payne: Now why don’t we get sleeping beauty out here so he can say whatever it is he has to say right? “ohhh I’m Level One.. I’m going to get you Bryan.. rawwr!”

There’s another round of laughter from the crowd.

Bryan Payne: Paging Lester Only to the ring please….

The crowd stirs in anticipation as Bryan Payne lowers the microphone to his side staring towards the top of the ramp waiting for Level-One's arrival. The fans are treated to a few seconds of silence before Put you on game by Lupe Fiasco attacks the PA system. The jeers rain in as Level-One makes his way through the curtain dressed in street clothes. He wears a sweater with print reading ''Level-One deserves a title shot!'' followed by ''I ____ support Level-One'' underneath. Wielding a microphone in one hand a dented steel chair in the other; he points at Bryan Payne standing in the ring.

Level-One: Don't get the wrong, idea, Payne. I'm not out here because you called me out. You aren't even that special. I was on my way out here anyways! So, I figured... why not? Why not kill two little birds with one stone?

Bryan Payne inside the ring, rolls his eyes towards the back of his head while the crowd boos Level-One's claim relentlessly. Calm and calculated the former world heavyweight champion begins to make his way down the ramp and towards the ring.

Level-One: I admit; last week you, got me. Oh, you really got me. You decided to give me a taste of my own medicine in the form of a steel chair shot to the face... and how sweet it was. And as much as would love to congratulate you on your success; I'm afraid by the time the party is over you will realize just what you have done. See, Bryan... when you decided to put that steel chair to my face you drew the line in the sand. You set the grounds for war. You took my distain for you from here...

Level-One says crouching towards the floor holding his hand a few inches off the ground before standing back up, and lifting his hand high above his head.

Level-One: ... and you brought it up here. See, Bryan, I understand you were a star in the SCW. I understand you were highly regarded as the best back in that dump... but the APW is my yard, boy. The APW is MY playground. I set the rules and the perimeters, not you! And when you decided to stick your chest out and lift your chin up, you defied the pecking order! And now? You're going to wish you simply took the beating you had coming to you—because now it's bound to hurt worse...

Level-One says not looking at Bryan Payne as he heads towards the ring, reaching up at the top rope. Bryan Payne cautiously takes a few steps backwards as Level-One slips in between the middle ropes. Bryan Payne is clearly ready for a fight in which he expects but gets the opposite as Level-One paces back and forth in-front of him with his head down towards the canvas; still disrespectfully failing to acknowledge Bryan Payne.

Level-One: There's a lot a stake now, Bryan. Even more that I originally anticipated. You've played your roll as the lamb heading to the slaughter house better then I had could have ever anticipated. I mean think about it. Bryan Payne defeats John Green the number 1 contender to Pence Weatherlight's stolen APW world championship? And when I beat you? No one can nor will deny, that I am not worthy of a title shot. This couldn't be possible without you...

Level-One stops pacing in the ring, lifting his head up to acknowledge the booing crowd. Level-One smirks before throwing the steel chair towards Bryan Payne which lands beneath his feet. Bryan Payne looks down at the steel chair and see's his face smiling back at him.

Level-One: So, I ask you, Bryan Payne... do you feel I deserve a APW world title shot?

The crowd responds with a ''HELL NO!'' which puts a smile across the face of Bryan Payne. Level-One still hasn't looked at Bryan Payne and doesn't see the reaction of Bryan Payne's who doesn't bother replying with a verbal answer. This seems to frustrate Level-One as he snaps his head up, and quickly marches towards Bryan Payne, finally giving him the attention Bryan expects. Both man stand chest to chest; while an aggressive Level-One demands an answer.

Level-One: I asked you a goddamn question you punk, now answer me!

Bryan Payne stares at Level-One as he slowly lifts the microphone to his mouth, shaking his head back and forth.

Bryan Payne: You know, last week I was pretty vocal about saying that yeah, I think you should have got your rematch. I mean delaying our fight until the week *after* Mayhem.. so that if you managed to beat Pence, and that's a MASSIVE if... I could not only kick your ass but drag your newly won title through the mud at the same time?.. Now that would be sweat! But this week, right now? I think the crowd already gave you your answer... and here's mine.

Bryan Payne winds up, slapping Level-One across the face! The crowd springs up in excitement as Level-One takes the shot with a grain of salt. Slowly, he slips his hand into his back pocket pulling out a pocket knife. With a flick of the wrist the blade is extended and before Bryan knows it, he's sliced across the arm! Bryan Payne stumbles back grabbing at his arm while blood pours to the once white canvas. Level-One bends over placing a hand in a small puddle of Bryan's blood... while Bryan Payne rushes at Level-One trying to score a measure of revenge, but Level-One isn't having any of it as he rolls under the bottom rope and backs up the ramp!

Harvey: What the hell was that about!? Level-One just took a chunk of Bryan Payne's arm with a pocket knife! That is a clear call for suspension!

Chase: Level-One said that Bryan Payne took their feud to the next level—and I think Level-One proved that with his actions tonight!

Bryan Payne wields a microphone as he grasps at the cut on his arm. The crowd starts a ''Fuck em' up!'' chant as Bryan Payne grits his teeth and a little smile forms around Bryan's mouth as he wipes the blood and rubs it between his fingers.

Bryan Payne: Wow man. I mean all these people already knew you couldn't beat me in a straight up fight... and I guess you just proved it didn't you? You're so scared of Bryan Payne Lester you tried to knife me. Well I'll tell you what, I'll make you a promise right here tonight... at Mayhem you're not just going to lose, I'm going to make you tap in front of all these people... YOU are going to give up. You're going to tap and admit to all of them that you're done, that you're not the man you used to be. Feel it.


Bryan smiles again lowering the mic as he rubs his fingers through his own blood again and looks up at Level One who is backing away.

Bryan Payne: You see opportunity Lester, I see a punk about to get a beating long overdue!

Level-One stands on the top of the ramp, staring at Bryan Payne inside the ring, as he points to his shirt which now reads in Bryan Payne's, blood...

Level-One deserves a title shot

I Bryan Payne support Level-One.

APW goes to its final commercial break.

[biggs]

As we come back from commercial we head to ringside for the next match.

The music of Ac/Dc blares throughout the arena as the man set to dethrone Michael Lively at Mayhem enters the rampway Jim Steel.

Quiet Riot then assaults your ears with Come on Bring the noise which ushers in Mark Moment.

As Metallica's King Nothing welcomes John Green to the ring the first team in this six man match makes their pressance felt as they enter the sqaured circle.

The speakers pump out 99 ways to die by Mega Death as the Overdrive champion steps out on the ramp. He starts to walk toward the ring as his music quickly shifts into the melodic beat of AFI's Miseria Cantare and the fans simply offer up hate for Michael Lively who stands atop the entrance with the I am JESUS pose held briefly.

The crowd then turns from hate to adoration as Pillar's Everything begins to please the ears of the fans and the sight of the world champion soothes their eyes as he steps out with the world title slung over his shoulder.

The three champions make their way to the ring each seeming to have their own agenda. Michael Lively enters the ring glarring toward John Green. The ref quickly steps in between the two men. Green backs up telling Lively "WHY DON'T YOU START THEN". Lively turns to his corners telling Pence and Hellfire that he has the first in. The JESUS then spins around looking across the ring toward his opponents.


The ref stands in the middle of the ring as you see Michael Lively rolling his arms and neck ready to cut loose. He glares toward John Green with bad intentions as two men then look toward Green. Just as the bell rings Green steps back through the ropes taking his place on the apron leaving Jim Steel to start things off.

Pence Weatherlight, Michael Lively, Hellfire K.I.D. vs. John Green, Mark Moment, Jim Steel

Harvey: Here we go, looks like Green just toyed with Lively making him feel he could have his wish.

Chase: Yeah the Xtreme champ has been real vocal about not really wanting to partake in any tag team action lately that is untill he was booked in this match.

Harvey: I guess he wants to punish John Green for beating him a few weeks back.

Lively looks rather disgusted as he mean mugs Green. The champs eyes then divert back toward his challenger at Mayhem Jim Steel. Lively looks up to the big man and strikes the I am JESUS pose very arrogantly. Steel ready to strike charges toward the almost statuesque Michael Lively. Just before getting run through the self proclaimed savior of the sport drops kicks the knee of Jim Steel buckling it backwards. The big tree challenger to the Xtreme championship falls like Pual Bunyon had just layed him down and Lively springs to his feet proud of the fact he just inflicted pain with little to no effort.

Very confident in himself Lively pounds on his chest as bends down talking trash to Steel before dragging him up by his hair. The big man plants an elbow in the gut of Lively then sends him to the ropes as he limps and winces in pain. Michael Lively bounces off the ropes leaps into the air supermaning himself toward Steel and connecting with a huge flying forearm shot that puts him down. Lively then positions the man close to the vacant corner of the ring, and climbs to the middle rope. The JESUS front flips with a 450 into a Bret Hart style elbow to the forehead that splits Jim Steel open.

Harvey: We have blood!!

Chase: I hate Michael Lively!!!

Lively gets to his feet walking over toward John Green and spits in his face. The Retribution Killer tries to enter the ring but the ref tries to stop him. As the ref has his shoulder driven into the mid section of the number one contender to the world title Lively offers up a nasty thumb poke to the eye calming the man down aiding the ref in his efforts to restore order. Lively very smug walks across the ring and reaches for a tag. Hellfire Kid eager to enter the ring tries to extend but just before contact Lively pulls back laughing in his face. The JESUS then signals a double handed single finger salute to the Overdrive champion and turns around to Jim Steel who has risen to his feet but leans on the ropes for support. With no concern for stopping the man Lively simply leans into the vacant corner of the ring watching Steel limp back to his corner to make a tag. The crowd roars as Steel gets close and connects with the anxious and willing John Green.

Harvey: Here we go...this one has been building up this week.

Chase: Lets go Green!!!

Lively very calm steps toward the charging title challenger John Green looks to be attemtping a spear. Lively rolls out of the way as the shoulder of the Retribution Killer crashes into the turn buckles. Lively quickly school boys the man for a pin and places his feet on the corner ropes for leverage.



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The ref notices Lively trying to get an unfair advantage and calls for the pin to be broken up. With a smirk on his face he does just that. Lively then plants a boot on Green's head as he tries to get up. Green rolls away and makes it upright. Michael is right there to greet him with a stiff boot to the gut doubling him over, and then drops him with a spinning neck breaker into his lifting knee. Green hits the mat as Lively charges toward the ropes hitting them as if ready to lion sault, springs of spinning in the air with a whisper into the ring into a leg drop across the throat of Green. Lively then goes for the cover.



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Mark Moment rushed in kicking the JESUS in the back of the head. Lively gets up holding his cranium as the ref pushes Moment back to the corner. Lively follows behind the ref talking trash the whole way. Jim Steel climbs in the ring as Lively seems to be occupied with Moment and the ref. The Xtreme challenger grabs Lively in a reverse DDT and drops him to the mat. The ref spins around trying and then calls for Steel to exit the ring. Mark Moment decides to put the boots to Lively as the ref seems to try and get control of things.

Harvey: Wow Chase...gotta be loving this.

Chase: I think I'm gonna have an orgasim.

Harvey: Ewwww!!!

The ref finally gets everyone out of the ring that isn't supoossed to be there. Lively gets up looking a little dazed and heads to his corner. Both Hellfire and Pence drop down from the apron as Lively is about to extend his hand. A sick grin gets plastered on Lively's face as he knows he just got what he deserved. Then very Training Day-like Lively yells down to his partners..."WHO NEEDS YOU...I"M KING KONG IN THIS BITCH" and turns around to get caught with a kick to the gut, then have his face driven into the knee with a face buster. John Green bounces off the ropes and lands a Ric Flair knee drop to the skull of Michael Lively. The number one contender gets to his feet after the move and charges over to make a tag. Mark Moment enters the ring as Lively sits up leaning against the ropes. Moment with a full head of steam goes airborn and drops a thunderous drock kick to the chest of the Xtreme champion. The force of the blow sends Lively through the ropes out to the floor as the crowd goes insane.



Chase: It must be my birthday...this is the best present I could ever have.

Harvey: Well enjoy it Johnny because knowing this nasty son of a bitch anything is possible.

Chase: Stop trying to ruin my party.

Lively gets to his feet just as Moment suicide dives through the ropes nailing him with two forearms to the face. Lively flails back nailing the guard rail as the fans leap to their feet sitting ringside. Mark struggles up a little in pain and shakes it off as he grabs Lively by the hair. He rolls the JESUS back in the ring then climbs up on the apron. Mark Moment leaps onto the top rope spring boarding with a 450 splash onto Lively.


Chase: MARKING OUT!!!


Harvey: He's got the pin.


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TH- Hellfire Kid rushed in and puts a heal to the back of Moments head. Lively rolls to the side as Moment quickly charges the Overdrive champion and they both back up to the corner swinging wild fist toward one another. Pence just shakes his head back and forth as Lively gets to his feet. The ref looking right at Pence sees him slap Lively on the shoulder and claps his hands in the air calling it a legal tag. The JESUS still unaware what exactly is going on sees the world champion step through the ropes. Lively puts a finger in Pences face ready to spew more trash but Pence ducks under hooking the Xtreme champion with a Heavy Artillery and drops him to the mat with serious force. Lively arches his back in pain as Pence then kicks him under the bottom rope to the floor.

Hellfire steps back through the ropes as well and Mark Moment glares his direction before turning around into Gorrila Press Slam.

Harvey: Moment didn't realize Pence made the tag.

Chase: Neither did Lively...it was awesome!

Moment hits the mat and gets to his knees knowing he had better move fast no matter the pain, and struggles to his feet. Pence ducks under and plants Moment with a Samoan drop. As the champ get upright he then drops an elbow to the chest, and then follows it up with a side headlock. Moment grimmaces in pain as the champ cranks on his face. Mark rallies to his feet and plants an elbow to the gut of Pence Weatherlight before hoisting him in the air and dropping him on the back of his head with back body drop to break the hold. Mark Moment crawls across the ring and reaches for the tag. John Green gets the nod from the ref as he enters the ring. Pence Weatherlight makes it up to his feet just in time to get put back first on the mat with a spine buster. John Green quickly hooks the leg for the cover.



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Kickout by the worlds champion.


Harvey: Green should know that won't keep him down.

Chase: Yeah but he's making the champ exert energy with a kick out so it's strategy Harv.


Pence gets Irish whipped into the ropes after making it upright and caught with a spinning powerslam that shakes the mat. John Green again with a cover.




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Kick to the mid section of John Green as Hellfire runs in to break up the pin.


Green drags the champ to his feet and hooks him for a suplex. With a force of strength Green powers up Pence Weatherlight and holds him in the air letting the blood rush to his brain. Green struggles a bit and moves foward just enough so that Pence can reach out and tag in Hellfire before getting dropped to the mat.

Harvey: Great ring awareness by the champion there.

Chase: And Hellfire paying attention as well, Green doesn't realize what has happened as he covers Pence.

Harvey: Here comes Hellfire cork screw front flip leg drop.

The crowd errupts as the gorgeous move from the top rope is nailed as Hellfire makes his first appearance in this match. Green rolls to his back holding his head as Pence Weatherlight rolls to safety as well. Hellfire stalks his opponent like a man possessed, and then finnaly drags Green to his feet. He hammerlocks John Green and then scoops him up and plants him to the canvas once more with brutal powerslam. Green yells in pain the rolls to his feet holding his shoulder as Hellfire flies across the ring at him in the air witha corscrew spinning mid air elbow shot. Green once more hits the mat and springs up trying to find some way to counter. The Overdrive champion kicks the rising Green to the gut backs to the ropes for a spring and then leaps into the air for a Hells Fury (Fame-Asser) but Green stands up moving his head from the damage and helps the man to the mat with a sidewalk slam. Hellfire crashes to the canvas in pain as Green makes it to his knees. Both men struggle upright just about the same time but Green gets the advantage as he lands a flying knee to the face of the Overdrive champion. Green then tag in Jim Steel who has plenty of time to rest.

The large hardcore wrestler lands a bog boot to the face of Hellfire Kid dropping him to the mat. Lively on the outside looks on rather pissed as Pence Weatherlight stands on the apron. The JESUS climbs up to the apron as Jim Steel lands a nasty power bomb on the Overdrive champ Hellfire. Lively steps between the ropes entering the ring. He whips a side leg kick buckling the knee of Steel once more, then turns toward John Green and charges. Lively spears the son of a bitch off the apron and as they land outside he begins pulmling the face of the number one contender with pepering shots.

The crowd excited as it seems the match is about to loose control, hell don't all tag matches like this loose control this close to a PPV. Mark Moment enters the ring as the ref is distracted with Lively's actions outside the ring. Hellfire staggers up shaking some cobb webbs loose. Moment front flips catching the Overdrive champion with inverted bulldog slamming his head to the mat. Pence Weatherlight charges into the ring and just as Moment get upright he drops the man with a Heavy Artillery. The ref turns around and tries to restore order as Lively let loose on his assault of John Green. The Xtreme champion carefully sneaks around the ring slidding in behind Pence Weatherlight. The world champion turns right into a beatiful super kick that sends the champ through the ropes to the outside. Lively hoists up Hellfire Kid who is still dazed from the flipping assault of Mark Moment and drags him to the corner leaning him against the turn buckles. Lively exits the ring and tags himself in.

Chase: This son of a bitch...NO!!!

Harvey: I told you...he's crafty.

Lively leaps into the ring taking Hellfire Kids head placing it inbtween his legs.

Chase: Not the Lions Bite!!!

Lively front flip pile drives the Overdrive champion who is part of his tag team here tonight and rolls him out of the ring. Jim Steel the legal man on the oppsoing team grabs the ropes in pain as his knee seems to be badly injured. Lively charges over and whips another kick into the side of it flipping the man over. Steel makes it up to his feet, Michael Lively come sflying at him dropping him to the mat back first with one hell of a superkick.

Lively then steps through the ropes taking his time looking at to the crowd who offers up thunderous roars of hatred for the JESUS. He then climbs the ropes and stands on the top. Pence Weatherlight has made it upright outside sees the Xtreme champion perched high like a bird and scurries up the apron just in time to slap the foot of Lively which the ref saw just before the JESUS took off with the Prelude. The JESUS shooting star leg drops his opponent at Mayhem and then covers. After a few seconds Lively looks toward the ref who tells him he is not the legal man. Puzzled Livley stands up and just behind him followed by a overwhelming amount of cheers is the worlds champion who plants the JESUS with a Heavy Artillery.

Chase: YES!!!!!

Harvey: Lively is down and out...

Pence then brings Jim Steel upright as he staggers around almost lifeless in the champions arms.

Chase: It's all over but the counting.

Harvey: Heavy Artillery on Steel!

Pence covers the man as the ref drops down to count.



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THREE!!! DING! DING! DING!

YOUR WINNERS: PENCE WEATHERLIGHT, HELLFIRE KID, AND MICHAEL LIVELY!!!

Paige: Here are your winners, by pinfall, Pence Weatherlight, Hellfire K.I.D., and Michael Lively!

"Everything" blares over the speakers as the ref raises the arms of Pence and Hellfire in victory. Hellfire is holding his head in pain as Lively pulls himself up and backs from the group and starts gloating on his own. The Xtreme champion, and the most arrogant bastard of APW then strikes the I am JESUS pose for the crowd which seems to be filled with hatred. They break out into a "FUCK YOU JESUS" chant which is music to Lively's ears. The man bends down to Jim Steel whispering in his ear before bitch slapping him silly. Lively then exits the ring.

Pence and Hellfire shake their heads as the ref hands them their belts, and Hellfire goes over to help Mark Moment up to his feet. Moment thanks him for the gesture and the two men shake each others hands in a mutual sign of respect. Green stands on the apron, glaring at Pence, motioning with his hands at his waist that he'll be the next APW Heavyweight Champion. Pence responds by raising the title belt high in the air.

Harvey: The champions won here tonight, but will the result be the same at Mayhem? Be sure to join us live or on pay per view to find out! We'll see you next time!

Overdrive ends with Pence and Green still staring each other down.