Overdrive-North Charleston, South Carolina 7/29/10

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Fireworks blast from the stage and the fans are going wild as APW Overdrive goes on the air from the North Charleston Coliseum! The camera pans the crowd, displaying signs. There's one that reads "Level-One Needs Obama-Care!" Another sign reads, "SALLY, FORGET BIGGS! I'M SINGLE!" There's also a group of fans holding up Red cardboard shields that read "RSM"

Harvey: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to this week's broadcast of Action Packed Wrestling Thursday Night Overdrive! We are live from North Charleston, South Carolina, and we're set for an explosive night of action!

Chase: You couldn't be more right, my friend, as we have not one, but two Xtreme Rules Matches here tonight, as Crazy Joe faces John Green, and Victor Hades squares off against Bryan Payne! Both matches promise to be violent!

Harvey: Also tonight, the #1 Contender, Sally Talfourd, takes on the first Triple Crown Champion in APW history, Michael Lively! We all know how lowly Lively thinks about women, but if anyone can overcome his sleazy ways, it's none other than Sally!

Chase: Also, Chris Cyrus faces off against Diamante Valentine in a match where all members of the APW roster are banned from ringside!

Harvey: No doubt due to the recent forming of the mega stable between the Red Shield Mafia and The Greatness! Still, that stipulation hasn't been put into effect for the main event this evening, where The Ass Kickers Anonymous make their long awaited return to APW, taking on The Sports Nutz! Still, let's take you back to last week, where the Red Shield Mafia and The Greatness merged into one entity, at the expense of Sally Talfourd and Leila Farrahi!

The video switches to the events of last week:

The fans get a "SALLY! SALLY!" chant going to try and will her on, but the cheers soon turn to boos as the Red Shield Mafia emerges from the back, running down the ramp and sliding into the ring to jump both Sally and Leila! The ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Nero and Kingston double team Sally Talfourd while Mannie lays into Leila with some hard boots, trying to get vengeance for the first round of Test for the Best! The fans are in an uproar as they continue to beat down the two women!

Harvey: What an absolute disgrace! The Red Shield Mafia just flat out highjacked this main event! It was a great contest, too!

Chase: Maybe this is what they were talking about in the locker room earlier!

The boos turn to somewhat slight cheers as The Greatness stable appears at the top of the ramp, complete with Gordon Heath, who's still in his wheel chair! Kilgore and The Sports Nutz rush the ring, and the RSM get into a defensive position. The two teams stare at each other a bit, with Kilgore and Mannie standing nose to nose! After a few moments, Kilgore extends his hand out to Mannie, who shakes it in a heart beat, and the two teams begin to beat on Leila and Sally some more! The ref is calling for the bell, but to no avail, and any time refs or security try to get into the ring, they're warded off! Kilgore grabs a hold of Sally Talfourd's hair, pulling her up and giving her The Ender as Mannie lifts Leila up and hits with the Death By Mannie! The fans are in an uproar as the two factions stand tall in the middle of the ring, joining hands and raising their arms high in the air.

The crowd is still booing as the footage ends, as by this point all the members of the Greatness and Red Shield Mafia are in the ring. Gordon Heath apparently had some help getting into the ring with his wheelchair and all. The fans are booing them out of the building after the events of last week.

Shaun Kilgore: For the past seven days, everyone has been asking us why we did what we did to poor Sally Talfourd and Leila Farrahi. Ironically, you people didn't even give a damn about Leila until last week. And Leila, you remember that before you decide to put aside your differences with Sally. But I digress. You see, both the Red Shield Mafia and the Greatness have hit a few stumbling blocks the past few weeks. And believe it or not, the Red Shield Mafia and the Greatness had been in negotiations long before last week. The only hang up was on my end. I liked the sound of everything, but I figured that with everything Biggs has going on that I would be able to catch him off guard and hand him his first ever cage match loss. But after that match was stolen from me by that little troll, I came to the realization that the Greatness and Red Shield Mafia needed to join as one. Biggs did everything in his power to try and cheat me out of the cage match, such as throwing away the key when he knew my arm was in bad shape at the time, making it difficult for me to be able to climb the cage. If that's how APW is going to play, then it's time we turn the volume way up.

Shaun hands the mic over to Young Mannie. He taps the microphone and breaths as the crowd gets even more wound up.

Mannie: I wish you would all shut up, as you can see what is before you... is the future of pro wrestling. The RSM and Greatness are one of a kind. We both have never been taken to levels of competition that we both always showed against each other! I'll let you know when it came too the RSM that this company was crooked and that we was being held back!

Mannie begins pacing back and forth.

Mannie: It all started with are 5 star rated classic, 6 man elimination match. We tore the house down! But what ended up happening? The APW Universe, You pieces of scum (points too crowd and cameras) All of you couldn't realize a real classic, or even the sheer epicness of a great match! No, all of you sought after your precious favorite star matches! Those matches and people are nothing......YOU HEAR ME?! NOTHING! I dare anyone to proclaim that they can stop what's going on between us! What happened to Sally and Leila is all your fault! I refuse to have the RSM not main event every match! I refuse too not have the RSM not have any gold in APW! The RSM-Greatness Era is here!

The crowd boos louder and starts throwing garbage in the ring as Mannie passes the microphone to Gordie.

Gordie: When we arrived at the arena today, the security was so tight that you would have thought that APW was expecting the arrival Osama Bin Laden, Kim Jong-Il, and Mahmoud Ahmadinejad all at the same time! Then Biggs told us that we would be allowed to speak and explain our actions, but that only Shaun, Mannie and only one of the managers would be allowed airtime. So Mr. Walker and I had a coin toss; I called heads, and it came up heads. Granted, it was a double-sided coin, but I had no idea that it was double-sided till JR Kingston pointed it out. So to make it up to Mr. Walker, I'm taking him out to the Waffle House after the show tonight.

Harvey(sarcasm): Oh, he's going to take him to the Waffle House to make it up to him!

Chase: Hey, don't be mocking the generosity of the Excellent Gordie!

Gordie: From here on out, we're not going to wait in line to receive anything that we have earned. We are going to reach out and take it ourselves! It started with Sally and Leila last week, and where it will end will be with the Greatness and Red Shield Mafia having complete control over APW. In closing I would like to say... God bless the Red Shield Mafia... God bless the Greatness... and God bless America! Good night, everybody!

"Ecstasy of Gold" plays over the PA as the fans continue to heckle the Greatness and Red Shield Mafia out of the building. Harvey and Chase are ready to hype up the show as the Greatness and Red Shield Mafia work together to help Gordie out of his wheelchair, out of the ring, and back into his wheelchair.

Harvey: The Greatness and Red Shield Mafia have made it perfectly clear why they have joined forces, but if they think there will be a repeat of last week, they've got another thing coming because all members of the Greatness and Red Shield Mafia have been barred from the ring during and immediately after the main event that will pit the Sports Nutz against AKA!

Chase: Well the Sports Nutz are talented in their own right, so they don't need anybody's help to beat a team like AKA anyhow.

Overdrive goes to a commercial break.

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APW comes back from commercial break with James Von Drake and his wife Lucy already in the ring as “All My Life” by The Foo Fighters plays over the speakers. The fans are roundly booing the pair, but JVD is paying no attention to it.

"Rise to it" by Kiss begins to play over the PA system; the crowd are starting to go a bit nuts as they know what is coming. The lights are beginning to flicker on and off as Blade bursts out from behind the curtains and onto the ramp.

Paige: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 235 pounds, from Manchester, England, Blade! And his opponent, already in the ring, accompanied by his wife, Lucy, weighing in at 230 pounds, from Atlantic City, New Jersey, “JVD” James Von Drake!

Harvey: JVD made his debut last week, coming up just short against Matt Weatherlight. Still he had a great showing, and looks to get back on track against Blade tonight!

Chase: You got to wonder what shape Blade is in tonight, though, after the beating he received at the hands of the Red Shield Mafia last week!

Steadily strutting towards the ring he catches the attention of some girls in the crowd, he gives them a wink before hoisting himself upon to the ring. Shaking the referees hand his throws his arms up int he air taking a loud cheer with him as he does. Lucy Von Drake exits the ring as the ref calls for the bell, and the match begins! DING! DING! DING!

Blade vs. James Von Drake

The two men lock up immediately, and JVD gets the early advantage, pulling off a standing switch to get behind Blade, going for a German Suplex, and hitting it! Lucy claps for her husband as he gets back up to his feet and grabs a hold of both of Blade's feet, giving him a few stomps to the back of the leg before trying to turn him over for a Boston Crab, stepping over and locking in the hold! Blade presses himself up with his arms, and makes a crawl for the ropes, getting there and forcing JVD to release the hold before any real damage can be done. Of course, Von Drake doesn't let go until the count of four, and the fans are giving him heck for it. As Blade uses the ropes to pull himself up, Von Drake gets behind him and mockingly gives him a few slaps to the back of the head, yelling, “Is that all you got!?”

Harvey: I can't stand Von Drake's attitude at all! He's being totally disrespectful to Blade!

Chase: What has Blade ever done to get your respect? Did he give you a T-Shirt or something?

Harvey: Actually, he did. But the thing I appreciate about Blade is that no matter what, he always gives his full efforts for the fans!

JVD's actions only serve to frusterate Blade, and he responds by getting up to his feet and shoving Von Drake back! As JVD is taken aback a bit, Blade whips him into the ropes and lifts him up for a powerful Spinebuster! The ring is seemingly still shaking as Blade pulls him up by the head and giving him a Flowing DDT before making his way to the top rope! Blade leaps off and nails the RaZorblade, pinning JVD's shoudlers to the mat, 1
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3! DING! DING! DING!

Winner: Blade

Paige: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Blade!

“Rise to It” blares over the speakers as the ref raises Blade's arm in victory! The fans are in a frenzy as Blade rolls out of the ring, and begins to slap fives with the fans in the front row. Lucy Von Drake enters the ring to check on her husband, who holds his chest in pain as he slams the mat in frustration!

Harvey: I think we just saw how explosive Blade's offense really is! JVD paid for insulting Blade here tonight!

Chase: Blade just got lucky, is all! He probably gave the ref a shirt before the match, getting a fast count in the process! How else could he beat JVD so quickly!?

Harvey: It wasn't a fast count! Still, Blade won in a quick opening match here tonight!

APW cuts backstage. The camera opens up to show Bryan Payne in his locker room taping up his wrists and preparing for his match later tonight. He looks up sharply as a loud bang occurs that is the door being shoved rather violently open and in marches Biggs.

Biggs: Do you know what I’ve been doing for the last two days?

The GM came to a stop several feet away from Bryan, who had a look of somewhat wry amusement as he looked back up at Biggs with a faint shrug of his shoulders.

Payne: What? Finding new ways to cheat on your fiance?

Biggs: NO! That couldn't be further from the truth! I’ve been getting phone calls about your stunt at the Church. I’ve got a Gay Rights group, whom I'd rather not associate with anyways, the media and, that’s not counting the private citizens who have been calling here to protest YOUR behavior! What have you got to say for yourself?

Bryan looked down for a moment and began adjusting the laces on his boots tucking his tights into them carefully while Biggs was left to stand with his arms crossed and a slight red tinge to his face flushed with anger.

Biggs: Well? Are you going to answer, or just sit there?!

Payne: You said I had to go to Anger Management.

Biggs: And you deliberately defied me and terms of your contract… do you know what I’m going to do to you-

Bryan stood up suddenly a faint smile on his face as he took a step or two towards Biggs who didn’t back down but looked defiantly back at Bryan.

Payne: You’re not going to do a damn thing.

Biggs: Oh? And why not?

Payne: ….you ordered me to Anger Management, and I went. You never said I had to be any good at it. By that clause in my contract I did exactly what you ORDERED me to do.

Biggs stared at Bryan for a moment, who broke out into an out and out smirk as he turned back to his locker.

Biggs: You won't be so pleased with yourself after Hades finishes turning you into pudding.

Bryan turned around for a moment and nodded slightly as he slid his shades up onto his face, that infuriating half smile touching his features once again as he walked past Biggs and patted him on the shoulder.

Payne: Keep telling yourself that boss. Now excuse me… I’ve got a not so jolly pale giant to chop off at the knees.

Biggs watched Bryan walk out of the locker room and the camera slowly zoomed in on Biggs whose eyes were narrowing dangerously. APW goes to a commercial break.

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Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and all members of the APW roster are banned from ringside!

The fans boo as “X's and O's,” by Atreyu, hits the speakers, and Diamante Valentine, aka Nero, enters the arena with his head held high. Very fancy, and very expensive, shades adorn his face as he walks down the ramp, stopping to kiss the hand of a female fan who swoons as he does so.

Paige: Making his way to the ring first, weighing in tonight at 240 pounds, from Venice, Italy, he is a member of The Red Shield Mafia, Diamante Valentine!

Harvey: Valentine's going to have to fight it alone tonight thanks to the edict from our General Manger Biggs that all members of the APW roster would be banned from ringside for tonight's match!

Chase: He usually has the assistance of his stablemates, but I think tonight is Nero's night!

Nero reaches the ringsteps, slicking his hair back as he walks up them, entering the ring and awaiting his opponent.

The opening riffs of "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath hits the PA and the fans quickly start booing. Slowly, Chris Cyrus emerges from behind the entrance curtain with the APW Overdrive Championship clasped around his waist and stands at the top of the stage, looking out at the crowd.

Paige: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 240 pounds, from Las Vegas, Nevada, he is the current APW Overdrive Champion, Chris Cyrus!

Chris begins making his way down to the ring, threating to hit the fans then looks at the camera and says "get out of my way" as he walks up the ring steps and enters the ring. Chris walks over to the corner and climbs up the middle rope and the crowd boo's him. Chris gives them all an evil stare and jumps back down into the ring and handing his belt to the ref. The ref hands the belt out to Paige, and calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Diamante Valentine vs. Chris Cyrus

The two men go at eachother immediately, locking up in the middle of the ring. Cyrus gets the advantage, and locks in his trusty Headlock, yelling out “HEADLOCK!” as he does so! The fans boo the move, and Cyrus just grins as he soaks in their scorn. It's not long before Nero shoves him off into the ropes, and catches Cyrus on the rebound with a Big Boot to the face, sending the Overdrive Champion down to the mat! He gives Cyrus a few stomps before pulling him up and giving him a kick to the gut, pulling him in for a Sitout Powerbomb! He places his forearm into the face of Cyrus as he goes for an early cover, 1
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Cyrus gets the shoulder up! Nero stays on focus, giving Cyrus a rake to the eyes before pulling him up by the head and leads him to the corner, bouncing his head off the turnbuckle a couple of times before sitting Cyrus up on the top turnbuckle, facing out towards the crowd! He then climbs up the ropes behind him, but Cyrus responds with a couple of hard backwards Elbows that send Diamante falling to the mat! Cyrus turns around, going immediately for a Frog Splash! Valentine has enough wherewithal to roll out of the way, causing Cyrus to crash into the mat!

Chase: Valentine has seemingly been one step ahead of Cyrus in this match so far!

Harvey: The match is still young. As much as I dislike Cyrus, I know that he won't let Diamante continue to dominate him all match!

Valentine has a very confident look on his face as he crawls over to Cyrus, turning the Overdrive Champ over onto his back and going for another pin, 1
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Another kick out from Cyrus! Valentine gives Cyrus a few punches to the face, and hooks both legs, going for another pinning combination, 1
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Again, Cyrus kicks out!

Harvey: Valentine knows he's not going to put Cyrus away this early, at least he should!

Chase: Does Valentine look frusterated to you?

Harvey: Well, no, he doesn't.

Chase: Exactly. Valentine's strategy is to force Cyrus to expend a lot of energy early on by having to kick out repeatedly. It's actually a good strategy!

Valentine gets up to his feet, dragging Cyrus up with him, and whips him towards the ropes! Cyrus reverses, sending Valentine into the ropes instead! On the rebound, Cyrus grabs a hold of Valentine, setting him up for the Straight to Hell, but Valentine elbows his way out, and runs towards the ropes to gain momentum, hitting Cyrus with a Float Over DDT on the way back! He goes for another pin, 1
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Cyrus kicks out!

Harvey: Cyrus hasn't had any offense since the Headlock! He needs to get the ball rolling if he wants a chance at winning this match!

As Valetine reaches down to pull Cyrus back up, the champ gives him a thumb to the eye, drawing boos from the fans and a warning from the ref! Still, the dirty move affords Cyrus the time to roll out of the ring and regroup on the floor! The fans in the front are mocking him mercilessly, calling him such names as “coward” and “chicken.” Cyrus pays no attention to them as the ref begins the mandatory 10 count. Valentine waits patiently in the ring.

“1!”

“2!”

“3!”

“4!”

Cyrus shows no signs of trying to get back in the ring, while Valentine stands his ground as well.

“5!”

“6!”

“7!”

Cyrus motions for Valentine to join him outside the ring, but he shakes his head no.

“8!”

By now, Cyrus begins to slide into the ring, and Nero charges, going for the Distortion (Running Punt to the Head)! Cyrus pulls his head back, causing Nero to whiff, and grabs a hold of his head, jumping off the apron and ramming Nero's throat into the ropes! Cyrus slides back in before the ref hits “10!” and is laying the boots to Valentine before getting down to both knees and wrapping his hands around Nero's throat, going for a blatant Chokehold! The ref begins the five count, and Cyrus lets go on four!

Chase: It looks like Cyrus is finally finding his groove!

Harvey: Yeah, by fighting dirty! It's a travesty!

Cyrus pulls Valentine up with him, and gives him a quick Snap Suplex! He pulls Valentine back up and gives him a Clothesline before pulling him up again to deliver a Side Russian Leg Sweep! The arrogant champion goes for a pin, placing one foot on Valentine's chest, 1
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Valentine kicks out!

Harvey: Can you believe the disrespect these two are showing each other tonight?

Chase: Yes, yes I can!

Valentine is pissed, and responds by punching Cyrus right in the belt line, high enough to where it appears to be legal, but just barely so! He gets to his feet and gives Cyrus a few kicks to the side, and then pulls him in, placing him in a tombstone position before jumping up and rotating 360 degrees around in the air and delivering the Leaning Tower Piledriver! He goes for a pin, 1
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Cyrus gets the shoulder up!

Harvey: My gosh! That sure was some move by Valentine there, but it wasn't enough to put Cyrus away!

Cyrus is still a little loopy as Valentine pulls him up by the head, and goes for a Hurricarana! However, Cyrus counters it into a Powerbomb! As Valentine holds his back in pain, Cyrus gives him a few hard kicks to the side before pulling Valentine back up and delivering a devastating Back Breaker! Cyrus then pulls Valentine up and whips him towards the ropes, nailing him with a Running Clothesline in the corner! As Diamante is dazed, Chris puts him on the top rope and climbs up the ropes himself, delivering a ring shaking Superplex! Cyrus takes a little bit of time to crawl over to his downed opponent, covering him, 1
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Valentine gets the shoudler up! Cyrus is starting to show some signs of frustration, slamming his fist into the mat as he grabs a hold of Valentine's head and gives him a few stiff punches to the noggin! Cyrus pulls him up and gets him in postion for the Straight to Hell, but again, Valentine elbows out! Valentine grabs Cyrus up and begins to hoist him up for the Ego Trip, but Cyrus wriggles out, falling to the mat! He crawls between Valentine's legs, and Valentine turns around to be greeted by Cyrus popping up and nailing with a Spinning Heel Kick! Cyrus then pulls Valentine back up again, and the third time's the charm, as this time he connects with the Straight To Hell! He pins him, 1...2...3! DING! DING! DING!

Winner: Chris Cyrus

Paige: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Chris Cyrus!

Chase: Cyrus shows why he's the Overdrive Champion, coming from behind after an absolutley ruthless assault from Valentine early on to get the win!

Harvey: But Valentine didn't let down either! He fought hard, and showed some impressive moves in that ring!

“Ironman” blares over the speakers as Cyrus gets to his feet and gets his arm raised by the ref. He's grinning from ear to ear as he's handed the Overdrive Title Belt! He takes one look at Valentine, who's rolled out of the ring by this point, and he laughs at his opponent. This enrages Valentine, and he slides back into the ring, ready for more! Cyrus lunges at him, trying to knock him with the Title Belt, but Valentine ducks under, gives Cyrus a kick to the gut, and lifts him up, hitting the Ego Trip!

Harvey: Ego Trip from Valentine there! Cyrus would have been better not to provoke Valentine like that!

Chase: Well, it's well documented how Valentine easily loses control! As much as I like Cyrus, that wasn't smart by him to openly laugh at Valentine to his face!

Valentine stands over the downed Cyrus with a distant look in his eyes as APW Overdrive goes to a commercial break.

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The camera comes up sweeping over a ring littered with weapons of all types, bats, rolls of barbed wire, chairs, ladders, pipes, light tubes etc.

Harvey: Up next we have two wrestlers on very different paths lately.

Chase: Not only that but it’s the first of, two, count ‘em TWO Xtreme Rules matches tonight on Overdrive!

Harvey: That’s right. First we have John Green who with his return to APW exploded onto the scene quickly securing a shot at the Heavyweight Title only to be disappointed by, then champion Pence Weatherlight. Since then he’s been on something of a skid.

Chase: It’s true, John doesn’t seem to have regained his confidence after that match, he spent so long wanting that title and then came up just a little short. Got to be heartbreaking.

Harvey: And then there’s Crazy Joe who has been nothing short of impressive since his debut here in APW.

Chase: Impressive! Yeah, I’ll say! The guy won that Scramble match at Test for the Best to become APW’s Xtreme Champion.

Harvey: Not only that but this guy has been impressive from the jump. So I guess this match is going to answer several questions for us: Can John Green turn things around? And can Crazy Joe keep building his momentum going into Shockwave?

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! It is to be fought under XTREME RULES! Introducing first, from Atlanta Georgia, standing at 6’4”, 265lbs.. The Retribution Killer: JOOOHN GREEEN!

"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.

John walks down the ramp with a smile on his face as he slaps some of the hands of fans as he walks past them. Before entering the ring he stops in front of the squared circle looking into the ring and lets out a grin before sliding into the ring and standing in the middle of it. Green closes his eyes and takes a huge breath before running to the ropes and shaking the top one forcefully. He then lets out a monstrous roar and beats his chest. He walks to the turnbuckle and climbs them to the second rope and points to himself and then once again does his trademarked "Retribution" pose.

Chase: Well he certainly looks confident.

Harvey: Yeah, but looks can only be skin deep. We’ll see how he reacts once the blood starts to fly!

The Seed by The Roots plays.

Paige: …and now approaching the ring, standing at 6’3” 250lbs hailing from Bean Town USA… he is the current XTREME Champion… CRAAAAZY Joe!

Crazy Joe pops out from behind the curtain. He looks around, takes a deep breath and raises his arm to extend the Xtreme Championship over his head for the crowd. 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: I like how the champ is all business here tonight.

Chase: Me too, what I’m curious about is how he reacts to being in this match… and if he will take this match to the bitter end and risk injury before defending his title at Shockwave.

*Ding Ding*

Crazy Joe vs. John Green
Xtreme Rules Match

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The two men waste no time as with the sounding of the bell they go right at each other hammering each other with lefts and rights trying to gain an early advantage. Green is staggered early backing up under Joe’s onslaught for several steps until he is able to kick a boot up into Joe’s gut, doubling him over long enough for Green to quickly reach over and wrap his arms around his middle adding further insult to injury with a gut-wrench suplex that leaves the champ breathless on the mat.

Harvey: Oh! And the champ’s early aggressiveness works against him as the vet takes a quick early advantage in this one.

Green puts a hand to his forehead, shaking it to try to clear the cob webs from the punches as he moves to one side, picking up a chair. Taking another step he grabs it firmly by the legs and squats preparing to strike, waiting for Joe to start to push himself off the ground before bringing the chair down hard on his back with a resounding smack that echos around the arena.

Joe gives a yell and arches his back, a vivid red mark appearing where the chair struck and he rolls trying to escape the second swing which catches him flush across the chest driving the breath from his lungs again.

Chase: Oh man, look at the force of those chair shots… that chair is bent all to hell!

Green tosses the chair aside and bends over gathering Joe up and lifting him back to his feet. The Champ staggers for a moment dropping back to one knee, but before Green can regain his hold on him a fist lashes out and catches him square in the crotch a howl going up as Green lurches backwards his hands pressed between his legs in pain.

Chase: Cup check!

Harvey: Holy shit…. I guess Joe learned that one from being in the ring with Michael Lively a few weeks ago!

Chase: Well that’s what the good ones do right? Learn from every time they step into the ring.

Harvey: Well that’s one lesson I’m sure John Green would just as soon the Champ had skipped!

Joe lets out a heavy breath, wincing a bit, one arm held to his chest as if trying to hold himself together. Then, as Green finally works himself back towards his feet, he winds up with a roundhouse kick that catches him right in the head and he staggers back, but not down, to lean against the ropes with his back to Joe; the champ lumbers forward then and wraps his arms around the other’s middle and heaves lifting the slightly bigger man off his feet and backwards into a released German Suplex that sends Green bouncing on his head and shoulders and then flopping across the weapon strewn mat.

Chase: Man oh man… this one is gonna get ugly!

Joe looks over from his seated position on the canvas at where John landed and nods to himself crawling back up to his feet and grabbing the spool of barbed wire along the way. He drags it towards Green shaking it getting a few feet of it out and then begins to wrap it around his right fist over the thick tape there and clenches his fist tightly as he goes to one knee beside Green. His left hand grabs a handful of Green’s hair holding his head up while his barbed wire wrapped fist then hammers into his face and skull repeatedly.

Harvey: Facial reconstruction APW style!

Green seems totally incapable of defending himself his arms jerking with each impact that thuds against his head, several cuts opening up on his forehead and one particularly vicious one over his left eye. After several more moments of this, Joe works himself into a frenzy a flurry of blows almost too fast for the eye to follow thunders into Green’s head and then with a roar he slams Green’s head back onto the canvas and stands up holding up the now red covered fist for the crowd a little satisfied smile on his face. He looks down at Green then nudging him with a boot and unwinds the barbed wire, taking the spool and wedging it underneath Green’s head.

Harvey: What is he doing? I’m not sure I like the look of this…

Chase: Looks like he’s got an idea full of bad intentions.

Joe climbs up to the second turnbuckle and nods before leaping off his lower body bending upwards as he aims a Big Leg drop towards Green’s head with the intention of driving it into the barbed wire spool underneath. At the last moment Green lurches to one side and Joe comes crashing down on top of the barbed wire, butt first. He howls, his eyes widening in pain and shock.

Harvey: Ha! Looks like this match has just become a pain in Joe’s ass!

John reaches around then, preventing Joe from rolling off the barbed wire, and winds his hands underneath his arms in a full nelson and then with a grunt he heaves Joe off the barbed wire and then slams him back down onto it sending another howl from Joe who breaks free and rolls away, both of his hands clutching his butt.

Green actually laughs for a moment, blood dripping down his face and all, and stumbles a little as he follows the retreating Joe, picking up a pair of light tubes along the way. The Champ looks up, trying to avoid the blow, but is barely able to duck his head before both light tubes smash on either side of his masked head, sending a shower of white powder and glass shards around the ring much to the crowd’s delight.

Green obviously doesn’t realize that the mask blocked most of the glass from actually hurting Joe too much and bends down to pick him up again only to be hammered in the gut by several blows which double him over, and then the champ explodes back to his feet catching Green around the neck with a clothesline that upends him completely leaving him sprawled back in a bloody mess on the canvas.

Harvey: Great comeback by the Champ! He’s managed to claw his way back twice when it looked like Green was in full control.

Chase: I’m with ya… but it wouldn’t be the first time in this match Green has played possum either!

Joe, still rubbing his backside, walks over and opens up a small plastic box spilling it’s contents into one corner of the ring and then goes back over to Green pulling him halfway back to his feet and then stumbling forward until he’s standing directly beside the mess.

Harvey: Oh no… what does Joe have planned with those thumb tacks?

It becomes clear a few moments later as he locks John’s head underneath his arm and falls back savagely howling himself again as some of the tacks stick to his already abused backside, but also crashing the top of Green’s head right into the middle of the pile driving them right into his skull. More blood pumps onto the canvas.

Chase: …Green is going to need plastic surgery after this one!

Joe gets back to his feet pulling a few of the tacks out of himself with a little yelp, and then grabs John and drags him over to the turnbuckle starting to work his way up to the second turnbuckle.

Harvey: He’s setting up for the Crazy DDT.. right back onto the tacs! Oh man..

Joe gets set, and ready to pull the move when he finds himself lifted off the turnbuckle with a back suplex right onto the tacs as Green comes alive. The crowd explodes in cheers as Green struggles to his feet, bloody, tacs embedded up and down his skull and gives a massive roar, fists thudding off his own chest as he then sends a bit boot thudding into Joe’s chest as though he’s trying to smash him down through the tacs and canvas both. The champ howls again trying to escape the onslaught and finally does manage to scramble free, the rainbow checkered pattern plain on his back from the tacs now riddled into his skin.

Joe struggles, trying to get back to his feet, but Green falls to his knees driving both forearms into the champs back driving him back to the mat and then swirls beating him with fists and heavy blows from both arms until Joe is forced to cover up to protect himself stunned by the sudden ferocity of John’s assault. It goes on for a time before Green let’s out another roar and picks Joe up, head between his legs and makes a gesture to the crowd.

Chase: John Green has battled his way through this match, taken the punishment and now here comes the Headsplitter, he’s gotten a huge win tonight!

Green reaches down looping his arms around Joe’s and then straightens preparing for the big finish and then he wobbles a bit, one of his arms releasing Joe’s and bringing a hand up to his head seemingly stunned for a moment.

Harvey: Wait a minute… Green doesn’t look too good…

That moment is all Joe needs to recover wrapping his released arm around the back of Green’s legs he steps forward lifting Green up and over upending him hard onto the canvas and then goes for a quick cover.

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3….!

*DING DING*[/center]

Winner: Crazy Joe

Paige: Here is your winner by pinfall…. CRAAAZZY JOE!

Chase: What happened there? Green had it won, what was his hesitation?

A replay appears on the screen. It's not readily apparent what actually caused Green to relent.

Harvey: I think the blood loss got to him partner, you can see right there he just suddenly looks unsteady on his feet. He spent more energy battling back than he had left and… wow.. what a heartbreaking way to lose a match Chase..

Chase: That’s… But a massive win for Crazy Joe who sure brought it tonight, and I think looks in good shape to retain his title at Shockwave!

The ref raises Joe's arm in victory while handing him the Xtreme Championship belt. Crazy Joe hoists his title in the air as APW goes to a commercial break.

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Overdrive comes back from commercial break to a vingette. It's total darkness, and all that can be heard is heavy breathing. After a few moments, a primal roar can be heard, and a voice speaks in a hushed voice.

Voice: The Monster is about to be released upon APW. Beware of Damon Synn.

The camera cuts back out to the announce table.

Harvey: Well, we don't know anything about this Damon Synn, folks, only that he will be making his APW debut next week!

Chase: With a nickname like The Monster, I can only imagine what he's going to be like when we actually see him!

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

“Shooting Star” by Black Stone Cherry begins to play as C.J. Gates quickly makes his way out of the back wearing his trademark cowboy hat and “Go Big or Go Home” T-shirt. He bounces around at the entrance a bit before moving towards the ring, bouncing to the beat.

Paige: Making his way to the ring first, making his APW debut, weighing in at 215 pounds, from Fargo, North Dakota, C.J. Gates!

Harvey: I gotta tell you, I'm excited to see the debut of this kid here tonight! C.J. Gates is an exciting competitor, and I'm sure he'll accomplish great things here in APW!

Chase: He's a high-flying, goody two-shoes cowboy, for crying out loud!

Harvey: Who said cowboys couldn't fly?

Gates reaches the ring and slides in under the bottom rope before springing to his feet, climbing the nearest turnbuckle and raising his arms in the air. He climbs back down and removes his cowboy hat and carefully hands it off, before removing his t-shirt.

“Absolute Power” by Tech N9ne hits on the PA as the fans boo ridiculously around the arena. A beautiful video montage of Cooper Conrad is shown as the voice of Tech N9ne can be heard whispering with his voice in reverse. When the beat kicks in and Tech begins to rap, yellow strobe lights flicker all around the arena. Out from the back comes The Chosen One, Cooper Conrad, walking with his head down. He stops at the top of the ramp and stands there for a few seconds before throwing his hands in the air and lifting his head up as pyro goes off all around him.

Paige: And his opponent, weighing in tonight at 240 pounds, from Chicago, Illinois, “The Chosen One” Cooper Conrad!

Chase: Now here's the guy I'm excited about! Conrad had a great showing in the Xtreme Scramble match at Test for the Best, and is looking to establish himself here in a big way!

Harvey: He's definitely a favorite to contend for the Xtreme Championship again sooner rather than later!

He then walks confidently down the ramp and slides into the ring, getting right up and heading to the far right turnbuckle where he taunts the fans. The music fades as Conrad climbs off the turnbuckle, and the referee gives him instructions. The ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

C.J. Gates vs. Cooper Conrad

Gates is off running immediately, and grabs Cooper for a Tornado DDT, spiking his opponent's head off the mat! As Cooper begins to get up, he gets nailed with a Shining Wizard from Gates, who's zipping about the ring! Gates mounts the top turnbuckle as Conrad starts to make it to his feet, and Gates leaps off, catching him with a Headscissors Takedown, the velocity of which sends Conrad rolling right out of the ring beneath the ropes! C.J. doesn't give his opponent a chance to recover, grabbing a hold of the ropes and looking for a Vaulting Body Press as Conrad gets to his feet! Conrad goes to get out of the way, so Gates doesn't fully commit, instead landing on the apron. Conrad is quick to react, sweeping Gates' feet out from beneath him, causing him to crash face first into the apron!

Harvey: Gates may have gotten a bit overzealous there! However, it's bound to happen with his fast and furious style!

Chase: Cooper Conrad showed his ring savy there, quickly reacting to C.J.'s change of trajectory!

Conrad rolls Gates back into the ring, and slides in himself, giving Gates a few forceful stomps before pulling him up and clutching him in for a T-Bone Suplex! He then pulls Gates back up, and gets behind him, pulling off a Triple German Suplex Combination before locking on an Armbar! Gates grits his teeth as the fans start chanting “Let's go, Cowboy! Let's go Cowboy!” The inspertation from the crowd is all C.J. needs to fight with all of his might to get out of the hold, contorting his body to be able to get a foot on the bottom rope! The ref starts the count, and Conrad lets go. He takes a few steps back per the instructions of the referee, but once Gates is back up, “The Chosen One” is right back in, nailing Gates with some vicious Body Blows, backing him into the corner! Once Gates is backed up, Conrad gives him a few European Uppercuts before dropping to a knee and Snapmaring Gates out of the corner. He then applies a Seated Sleeper Hold, positioning his body between the ropes and C.J!

Chase: We're seeing some great mat wrestling from Conrad tonight! I feel like he may be too good from the Xtreme Title division!

Harvey: Not true, my friend! The self proclaimed “Chosen One's” mat accumen will only make him that much more dangerous in the Xtreme environment!

The crowd continues to rally behind C.J. Gates, and their support wills him on to fight his way out the sleeper! He manages to get to one knee, and finally, to both feet, elbowing Cooper Conrad in the gut all the way up! Once Cooper is forced to release the hold, Gates hits with a Dropsault, and immediately goes to perch on the top rope! Before C.J. can leap off, Cooper Conrad is right to his feet, and explodes up to the top rope, looking for a Belly-to-Belly off the top! Gates hooks his foot into the turnbuckle, but this causes both men to slip and take a nasty spill all the way to the arena floor! The crowd gasps as both men lie motionless on the ground! The ref does his duty, and begins the 10 count.

“1!”

“2!”

“3!”

“4!”

Harvey: Oh my gosh! This could be a very serious situation!

“5!”

“6!”

Chase: Neither one has moved at all!

“7!”

“8!”

“9!”

“10!”

DING! DING! DING!

Decision: Draw

Paige: Due to a double count-out, this match has been ruled a draw!

The ref motions for medical personal to come down to the ring and check on the two men, who are still laying there dazed on the floor. Referees, trainers, and medical staff rush down the ramp.

Harvey: You hate to see this happen folks. Cooper and Gates were having a competitive match, and all it took was one misstep to end both of their nights here tonight. We're going to go to a commercial break while medical personel attend to them!

Overdrive cuts to a commercial break.

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*The scene opens to inside the ring where a red carpet covers the mat and a Mahogany wood pulpit sits near the center and faces a row of chairs alongside the ropes. Suddenly the lights in the arena go off as "Second Coming" by Juelz Santana begins to play. Red pyros go off in a shape of an X as the lights come back on and Cassidy stands at the top of the ramp. Criss makes his way down the ring in a dark red trench coat, jeans, and a pair of black Air Jordan 11's on. Two large diamond chains sway from his neck as Cassidy walks up the steps and slides into the ring. Criss walks up behind the pulpit with a huge grin as he brings the microphone closer to his lips*

Criss Cassidy: Hello world, let me welcome you all to the very first installment of my sermon. "From the Pulpit" with the "Second Coming" Criss Cassidy. Here I will guide you to the gates of heaven with instruction and wisdom that should be appreciated by all. For we look to the Lord our God for his mercy, just as servants keep their eyes on their master. Overdrive GM Biggs can easily see that I'm a superstar on the rise and you all need to get familar. I have been blessed with the honor of being God's "Second Coming," which would make me wrestling's savior. The wise are known for their understanding, and instruction is appreciated if it's well presented. So without further a do I bring to you words of knowledge and truth that'll have you believing..there is only one man to follow. And he stands before you in this very ring, for a wise mind brings wise speech, the words of the wise are persuasive. So bring on the first non-believer!

*Cassidy turns toward the ramp as 'Astronaut' by Amanda Palmer comes over the arena and the lights fade down. Suddenly the crowd is engulfed in a wave of green light before Leila walks onto the stage and looks up above her as she raises her hands slightly and the lights return to normal. Leila walks down to the ring as she slowly enters through the ropes and looks toward Cassidy who holds a huge smirk on his face. Criss holds his arm out toward the chairs as Leila is handed a microphone and takes a seat*

Criss Cassidy: First off let me welcome you Ms. Ferrahi. I am sure you are honored to be in my presence. Let me ask you this, what makes you believe that your path is so righteous? If you are here to enlighten us, then why is it that I stand behind this pulpit? There is a reason I have been given this high plateau, you should be praising me!

Leila Ferrahi: I don't heap praise on any man that stands before me. Your false beliefs would have you worship any man that stands before you, pronouncing themself to be the son of Allah. Your faith would allow some misguided fool to stand before the masses and proclaim themself the second coming and the herald of his worship. The proof of that is this fool stands before me claiming to be the holiest of men and he is naught but a speaker of lies. He would not grace this fallen world with his presence, nor would he stand before us and berate us like you do.

Criss Cassidy: There is no question that I am the crowning glory here in this ring Leila. You are just a witness. There is a path before each person that seems right, but your's my friend will end in death. Do you really feel like you're blessed?

Leila Ferrahi: I am blessed. Blessed by His grace. I go forward with the knowledge that I am above all in faith and honor. Above you, certainly. If my path ends in death, then I am no exception. Everyone will find death. It is what comes after death that is the sign of your faith. When I face death, I will find a light so beautiful and embracing. That will be my reward for my works and my message and my faith. What awaits you, Criss, is nothing but darkness. A darkness and a pain so sheering that you will know that He is the true power. I know that I am blessed, and I know that the rewards for this wait for me after I have shown I am worthy of my path, whatever it might be.

Criss Cassidy: Scoundrels hunt for scandal, your words are nothing but a destructive blaze that I must put out. How does it feel to finally realize that I am held at an upper echelon that can never surpassed? Feel free to kneel and beg me for mercy.

Leila Ferrahi: I wouldn't kneel before you. Your faith's subjegation is simply what you propegate. You would have everyone kneel before you like the false prophet you are. You preach a message of hatred and destruction and death. It's what you have said to me tonight. My message of rightousness and of true faith brings those in that have purity within them. My faith brings those to Him that are worthy of His touch. You may think you are on your upper echelon, above everyone. If that were even true, there would still be one above you. He is above us all, and you disgrace him by laying claim to him. My faith, and His presence within me, deems you unworthy of my words and His attention.

*Leila Ferrahi stands up and begins to exit the ring as Cassidy grows heated and turns up the volume*

Criss Cassidy: You think you can just leave my sermon whenever you please!? We may throw the dice, but the Lord determines how they fall!!

*As Leila makes her way up the ramp Cassidy steps down from the pulpit and picks up one of the chairs. He slides out of the ring and rushes toward Ferrahi as nails her in the back with the chair. Leila falls forward as Cassidy drops the steel chair and begins to stomp on her back. Criss looks out toward the crowd with a sinister grin on his face as boos rain down apon him. Cassidy pulls Leila up from off the ramp as he brings her in and holds his arms out, signaling for the Crucifixion. Suddenly Leila pulls Cassidy's feet out from underneath him and puts him in a boston crab as Criss begins to pound the ramp with his fist. As Cassidy lets out a roar in pain, security and a few referees come down and pull Leila out of the submission. They direct her back up the ramp as Cassidy gets back to his feet and the two lock eyes as the scene fades to black*

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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. 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. 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.

AFI Misseria Cantare begins to play The lights are dim, and the stage flickers with blue strobbing lights to the beat. Snow flakes begins to fall all through the arena, and the walkway is filled with smoke. The strobing light beat to the music, and then as the lights flicker again the figure of a hooded figure can be seen. The I am JESUS pose is given then the hood is flipped back revieling Michael Lively as blue spraks shoot up from the floor behind him. Lively then begins to walk the ramp to the music, rolls into the ring, walks to the ropes inbetween two ring posts, climbs the second, leaning against the top, as snow falls around him, and the ring glows blue. Lively drops down strike the pose again then turns to face Sally.

[Paige] This match is scheduled for one fall. To my left, weighing in at one-hundred and forty pounds, and hailing from Seattle, Washington: 'The Last Magician' Sally Talfourd!

Sally steps to the centre of the ring, waving to the fans.

[Paige] And her opponent, weighing in at two-hundred and twenty-five pounds, and hailing from Fort Lauderdale, Florida: 'The White Lion' Michael Lively!

Michael raises a steady middle finger to the crowd, staring across to Sally. The ref pats them both down, gives them the run-down, and then signals for the bell.

Ding-Ding!

Sally Talfourd vs. Michael Lively

No messing around, Sally and Michael lock up immediately. Michael comes out on top, headlock on Sally. Side headlock takeover by Michael. Holds the lock on Sally on the mat. Sally doubles up, wraps her legs around Michael's head, pulls him over and is free off the hold. Michael pushes out, both are back up to their feet. Go for another lock up. Michael pushes Sally's arms aside, starts to cirlce the ring and Sally. He's in, lock up, again a headlock into a take down. Sally up again with the legs, gets free. Michael pushes out. Both up to their feet, face off in the centre of the ring. Sally smiles at Michael, then given him an inviting wave.

[Harvey] Some quick wrestling going on here, a chance for both of them to show off their skills.

Headlock from Michael, into the side, into a hammerlock, pushes Sally into the ropes. The ref starts the count, but Michael lets go quick and backs off clean. Sally rolls her shoulder over, lock up, headlock from Sally, runs towards the ropes. Michael pushes her off, sends her to the ropes. Sally off, comes back with a big boot. Michael ducks it, comes up behind Sally who stops, turns and hist Michael with a mule kick to the chest. Michael hits the mat, then backs up, holding his chest. Sally brushes herself off with a smile. Michael gets to his feet.

[Chase] Again they both show what they're made off, and that they can go move for move against one another.

They eye off again. Michael reaches up to lock up. Sally takes his hand. Michael pulls her in for a hard shoulder block, into a hammerlock, pushes her into the corner. Ref starts the count to let go, Michael backs up, then in with a dropkick to Sally's back. Sally hits the turnbuckle, comes out holding her back. Chop to Sally. Another one. Michael goes for the third, Sally blocks it, Forearm strikes from Sally as she beats Michael back to the corner. Sally follows up with a series of backhand chops. The ref gets to three before Sally backs away to let Michael out. Both eye off before Michael charges out with a clothesline. Sally ducks, goes for a wheel kick. Michael catches her leg, pulls her in then falls to the mat, rolling himself over and driving down on the knee. Sally cries out in pain as Michael lays across her knee, working his elbow into the joint.

[Harvey] Michael with the early control here.

[Chase] He just has to take out Sally's legs and she's a goner.

[Harvey] It's true a lot of Sally's attack comes from her legs, but I still wouldn't count her out completely.

Sally tries to push him off but doesn't move him. She gets a stiff kick to the side of the head, dazing Lively. She pulls herself out, then up to her feet, holding her knee as she waits for Lively. Lively goes after Sally and catches her off guard, takes her down with a spear. He kneels over her, lays some shots in then is up and drops some elbows. After a third, he rolls her up for a pin: 1 … kick out. He pulls Sally up, hits her with a standing dropkick. Hel pulls her up again, gets in some chops, and hits another standing dropkick. Again her goes for a pin: 1 … 2 . kick out. Michael goes for Sally's leg, but Sally kicks free and scrambles to the ropes. She pulls herself up, clutching her chest. Michael whips her hard to the corner, goes to follow up with a clothesline. Sally is out first with a hard shoulder block. Michael is still standing, almost laughing at Sally. Sally looks him over, gets a kick into the gut. Michael doubles over, Sally locks on a front facelock then falls back with a facebreaker DDT. Sally in with a pin: 1
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kick out! Michael powers out of the pin, pushing Sally off. She is quick to her feet, then as Michael is up, she locks on an armbar. Michael is stuck and Sally brings him back down to the mat with an armbar takedown.

[Harvey] Sally looks like she's starting to turn the momentum. But how long will she be able to keep it?

Michael is face down on the mat, Sally drops elbows into the small of his back. As Michael grabs at his back in pain, Sally locks onto his wrists, steps over him and starts to pull him back. The crowd goes crazy, waiting for what's next. Sally has to take another step back as Michael tries to force his way down. She gets enough leverage then sends Michael back to the mat with a hard curb stomp. Michael's arms fly up to his face, checking for blood. Sally steps back to the centre of the ring, with a slight pose for the crowd to who are fixed on this match. Michael pulls himself up on the ropes turns to face down with Sally. They step up, start trading shots again. Michael with a stiff hit to Sally's face sends her back and Michael in with stunner! Sally falls to the mat, Michael in with a quick pin: 1
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[Chase] Michael almost got the quick pin there.

[Harvey] I think the past few weeks have shown that it takes more to take out Sally than most people anticipate.

Michael pulls Sally up, whips her to the ropes. Sally hangs on, then comes off the ropes, but is met by a Pele kick! Michael follows up with a stiff elbow drop and then with a tight pin. Too close to the ropes as Sally gets a foot on the bottom rope before the ref can start with count. Sally gets up to her feet to a waiting Michael. She's looking tired, but she's not giving up. Michael goes for a headlock, Sally manages to get an arm and in between his arms. She drops out of the lock, connects with the wheel kick this time. Michael spins down to the mat, Sally follows him down, and locks up his neck and arm with a neck scissors. She has a chance to gather herself as Michael starts to fade himself. He is able to strong arm his way out. Sally rolls away, then darts to her feet. Michael rolls his shoulder over, gets Sally and whips her to the ropes. Sally comes off, Michael grabs for her, but Sally ducks under him, then launches herself over the ropes to the apron. Michael turns meets her over the ropes. The two trade shots before Sally shoulders Michael through the top and middle rope.

[Harvey] Michael in a dangerous position here!

Michael stumbles back into the ring, Sally launches herself with the ropes and hits Michael with a springboard bulldog! Michael crashes into the mat. Sally in with the pin: 1
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kick out. The crowd are up in arms at that, then cheering on Sally. She draws on her fans, getting her final burst to tilt this match back to her. She grabs Michael's arm as he comes up. Arm wringer. Sally plants a foot underneath Michael's chin, falls back and hits him with an inverted stomp facebreaker! Michael bounces off her foot, falls to the mat. Sally is up, positions herself in a corner of the ring. Michael gets to his knees, Sally in with a shining wizard! Michael falls back to the mat. Sally in with a pin: 1
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kick out! Sally rolls her eyes in frustration, then climbs to her feet. She tries to pull Michael with her, but only gets him to her feet.

[Chase] Michael still has some reserve left. But has Sally worked him down to running on fumes?

[Harvey] It's going to come down to this point. Unless Michael can turn the tables now, he might not be able to stop a resilient Sally.

Michael pushes Sally away, follows up with a clotheslines into the ropes. Michael steps back as Sally rests on the ropes. Michael then comes off the opposite ropes, runs into Sally with a hard knee to the gut. Sally doubles over the rolls to the mat. Michael catches his breath, stretches out then starts to climb the turnbuckle. Sally stirs on the mat as Michael signals for a moonsault. He launches off, but Sally rolls out the way. Michael eats a whole heap of mat, grabs his stomach in pain. Sally pulls herself up with the ropes, then goes in for a pin on Michael: 1
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kick out! Somehow Michael has the energy to get the shoulder up. Sally locks on a headlock, hooking in the arm, and pulls Michael up. She pulls him to the corner, steps up the turnbuckle, and comes off with a tornado DDT! Sally rolls off, works over the crowd, the runs to the ropes and hits a springboard moonsault – Happy Ending! Sally rolls off, not going for the pin, instead pulling Michael up to his feet. She gets a kick into the gut and running leg bulldog.

[Chase] Sally hits her finisher, and she has the nerve to not even go for a pin? That's just an insult to Michale.

[Harvey] Or maybe a sign of respect? She knows it will take more than a Happy Ending to end this match?

Sally is up once again, stretching out her legs. Michael, nearly lifeless now, somehow pulls himself up. Sally comes off the ropes, catches the front of Michael, wraps her hands around his head and hits him with a double knee facebreaker! Michael flies up, then falls back to the ring. Sally doesn't miss a skip, gets Michael up, bent back over her knee. She wraps an arm over his neck then pulls him over her and down with a swinging reverse STO – the Makeover! Sally rolls Michael up for a pin, the ref slides in for the pin. 1
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Winner: Sally Talfourd

[Paige] Ladies and gentlemen! The winner of this match: 'The Last Magician' Sally Talfourd!

Sally rolls off Michael, wiping her face off. The ref raises her hand. She lays on the mat for a moment more, before jumping up and climbing the turnbuckle to pose for the roaring crowd. She looks out to them, then goes to the opposite corner, applauding those who are cheering her on. The ref checks on Michael, who is only slightly stirring on the mat. Sally jumps down, pulls her back over her head then gives a nice clap to Michael. The ref once again raises her hand before she climbs through the ropes and jumps down off the apron and heads up the ramp, waving to the crowds.

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Backstage as OverDrive is back from the commercials. Sally Talfourd, cradling her neck with her left arm and carrying a bottle of water with herright, heads for the locker room. Every now and then there's a cry of “You go Sally!” or “Congrats girl!” as she passes her favourite ring crew. She gives them a wave and a nod, not really up for waving and cheering back at them. She goes to take a swig of her water and then, all of a sudden, crashes into someone. The water goes all over her. She looks down at herself, unimpressed, and comes up with a look of “Are you kidding me?” to the person she's bumped into. All of a sudden though, she realises just which General Manager she's bumped into, loses the look, and comes up with a coy smile.

[Sally] Biggs! Oh, I'm so/ sorry! Please *Sally starts to wipe down Bigg's nice white shirt, which didn't get wet at all, and works her way a little too low for Biggs* let me get that for you.

[Biggs] Sally, stop that. *Biggs pulls Sally's hand off him* I'd much appreciate it if you passed me by. Congratulations on your win Sally, now go and celebrate. Or pack your bags and move to the next town. Anything that doesn't involve me or putting Ellie through any more distress.

Sally looks a little down. She nods, ever so slightly, then gives a more solid response.

[Sally] You're right. I'm sorry Biggs. This is hardly the time or the place. And with how I look? I don't blame you. I'll go and freshen up, you know? Make myself look presentable and just amazing. Then maybe you won't tell me to pass you by?

[Biggs] Unless you have business to discuss …

[Sally] Oh, yes. I have a question about our business.

[Biggs] And that is?

[Sally] Would you like to have dinner tomorrow night?

[Biggs] How does that have anything to do with business?

[Sally] Well, I see you at work. So that sounds business-y to me. *Biggs gives Sally a look that shows he's fed up with Sally now* Ok, ok, I'll go. You say hello to Ellie for me. I'm sure she'd like to hear it from me in person but … you know, I just don't think it's fair for her to have to, you know, be around me.

She picks up her bottle of water from the ground, dusts it off, then leans in to Biggs. She plants a kiss on his cheek – enough lipstick still there to know that she did it. She leans in nice and close, then steps back an looks at her handy work. Bigg's shirt has two wet circle on the front, Sally smiles, brushes off her 'front', then winks at him and walks off. As she passes him, she trails a finger over his chest, around his shoulder and down his arm.

[Sally] Bye Biggs.

Biggs has a scowl on his face as he tries to wipe the lipstick from his cheek, with little success. He mutters to himself.

[Biggs]I have half a mind to file a sexual harrassment complaint.

Bryan Payne happens to be walking by on his way to the ring at this point, and stops behind Biggs. The General Manager doesn't notice him.

[Payne]And what's the other half of you mind thinking? Is it about how you'd love to go into Sally's locker room right now and have your way with her?

This enrages Biggs.

[Biggs]This is none of your gosh darn business! Now get the hell out to the ring, you got a match!

[Payne]Sheesh, and you think I have an anger problem.

Payne walks off towards the gorilla position as Biggs seethes. The camera cuts back to Harvey and Chase ringside.

Harvey: Well, folks, up next we got a real interesting match up as Bryan Payne takes on Victor Hades in an Xtreme Rules match! However, before we get to the match, we'd like to give you an update on the status of C.J. Gates and Cooper Conrad. Both men have been taken to a nearby medical facility, and while both were obviously shaken up, neither man looks to have suffered serious injury.

Chase: It's always good news to hear. But on the topic of serious injury, our APW Heavyweight Champion Level-One is still recovering from the brutality brought against him by Bryan Payne at Test for the Best. The doctors aren't sure if he'll even be ready to compete by Shockwave!

Harvey: It's definitely not a good situation for the champ. Still, the show must go on. As we mentioned earlier in the broadcast folks, we have TWO, count ‘em one, two Xtreme Rules matches tonight on Overdrive and up next is the second!

Chase: The first was a hard fought battle between Crazy Joe and John Green that left us wanting to see more from both of those fine super-stars in the ring. Up next we have what can only be described as a recipe for total disaster!

Harvey: That’s because Victor Hades and Bryan Payne will go head to head… with no rules. Two mega-stars with zero give or quit will collide and where heart and will doesn’t give… the flesh does.

Chase: I’m seeing ever weapon imaginable inside that ring… table in one corner, ladder in another, bats, pipes, barbed wire, trash cans its all there waiting for these two men to use to dismantle each other.

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall; it will be held under XTREME RULES! Introducing first standing at 6’3” and tipping the scales at 260lbs; from Los Angles California by way of Hell itself…. VICTOR HADES!!

The silence of the crowd stirs around the atmosphere of the arena as it suddenly becomes disturbed by the sound of a horrific and deafening scream, a white mist begins to seep through from the ramp way, its swirling life source, only to cast itself lovingly into the air and towards the stage. The crowd looks on worried, each and every face being filled with simple fear as their hearts beat rhythmically with the bright-sensitive flickering lights of death… a sickening blue light only to swoon over the crowd. Just as any search light does when picking sight of its criminal… another one only to follow it in its quest. Suddenly a large circle of fire arises in a quick counter-clockwise motion, before exploding upwards as a tall dark figure appears within the center of the flames. Followed just seconds later by the pounding beats of "Bulletproof" by Five Finger Death Punch, as it blares across the helpless PA system. Exhaling calmly he moves casually down the ramp way with the bright white light behind him, as he slides into the ring in a black t-shirt with his logo design across the front clinging securely to his masculine frame. Stepping to the center of the ring while overlooking the crowd disgusted, he lowers his head and brings his fists over his face. He begins throwing clenched fists pounding against his forehead in a violent manner. Screaming words to himself before snapping his head back as his dreadlocks fly from his face, within that moment all four turnbuckle posts are lit up by the explosive pyrotechnics as they erupt. Holding his arms held high with clenched fists, while he then lowers his arms and calmly exhales turning to the stage awaiting his opponent...

Chase: This guy gives me the creeps…

Harvey: You and me both partner, Victor Hades is one big big scary dude, and last week only proved just how dangerous he can be as he took out Michael Lively AND Conrad Cooper in an Xtreme Rules match.

Chase: Gah, you couldn’t pay me enough man…

Paige: Now approaching the ring, hailing for Toyko Japan… standing at 6’1”… 215lbs. He is ‘The Revelation’ BRYAN PAYNE!

“Last Man Standing,” by Hammerfell blares out over the PA system as Bryan emerges from the backstage area, his customary shades and a little smirk adorning his face. Propped on one shoulder is a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire which he shows to the crowd and points up at Victor as he approaches the ring. After taking a few moments to play up to the crowd, clapping hands and taking a walk around the outside of the ring looking into it towards Victor he finally pulls himself up onto the apron and enters the ring, handing his shades off the ref.

Harvey: You couldn’t pay me enough either, but standing in that ring right now is a man who says he was ‘happy’ to get this match!

Chase: Well we all know Bryan has more balls than brains… but uh… I think this time the Revelation might have backed himself into something he wants no part of.

Harvey: I dunno, this is the man who almost broke Level One’s neck a couple weeks ago… without that baseball bat he’s holding right now… I think Hades might want to consider that he’s in the ring with someone who is highly emotionally disturbed right now and looking for any excuse to lash out!

Chase: Yeah… we’ll see about that one.

*DING DING!*

Victor Hades vs. Bryan Payne
Xtreme Rules Match

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The two men walk towards one another, the ref scrambling back out of the way, obviously both saying something; then Payne’s hand comes up and smacks Hades across the face in a blatant sign of disrespect. The crowd gives a gasp, and there is a moment of silence before Hades fires back a monsterous roundhouse punch that sends Bryan staggering back, obviously stunned by the force. It is followed by a second and a third, and then the big man is suddenly brought up short by a savage kick to the inside of his knee by the smaller man that sends him back. Bryan then winds up with the bat he’s never set aside and swings it up overhead as though he intends to bash it right across Hades head.

Harvey: These two guys are out for blood right from the start!

Chase: I can’t watch…

A startled flutter goes up through the crowd as the shock registered on Payne’s face as Hades was able to get a hand up and literally catches the top of the bat before the impact. Barbed wire spikes driven in the palm of his hand sending rivulets of blood running down his arm he looks at the bat and then at Bryan for a moment and then his other hand reaches up grabbing the middle of the bat. For a moment the two struggle and then with a surge of strength Hades slams the bat backwards into the front of Bryan’s skull cracking the bat clean down the middle and sending Payne falling like a stone onto the canvas!

Harvey: Oh my good God…

Chase: Hades just caught that bat in mid-air! How is the hell is his hand not broken!?

Harvey: I think you just said a mouthful there partner… hell is right.

Hades tosses the ruined bat to the side and stalks over to the prone Payne sending a pair of savage kicks into his side before picking him up from behind. He loops Bryan’s arm around his head and then picks up both his legs leaving him up and over. There is another gasp from the crowd as Bryan tucks his legs, completing the flip, but instead of Hades completing the suplex Payne has somehow landed on his feet while Hades hits the canvas in shock at how he lost his hold. Bryan stumbles backwards after he lands, his hand going to his head which is now bleed and gives it a shake as though trying to clear it as he catches himself with his other arm on the ropes.

Harvey: That was some impressive athleticism from The Revelation, but I think he finally realized what he’s gotten himself into now!

Hades recovers quickly from the shock, and climbs back to his feet grabbing a hold of Bryan by the arm and shoulder and spinning a complete circle with him before sling shooting him into the corner with the ladder. Bryan hits the ladder back first and then falls to his knees in obvious pain, and tries a couple times, unsuccessfully to get back to his feet. Victor is on him in a flash firing several savage fists into his face before lifting him up and opening up the ladder, sliding Bryan’s prone form between the two legs and then lifting it to the full extension of his height and slamming it down with Payne stuck in the middle who gives a yell. Hades grins then, and puts his boot on the lowest rung of the ladder and stands on it sending Bryan jerking about as the legs dig into his legs and shoulders like a press with Vic’s weight behind it.

Chase: He’s squeezing Payne like a grape! He’s gonna pop!

Hades bores of this fairly quickly and steps back from the ladder for a moment leaning over to grab the legs on each side of where Payne is trapped keeping him there and then picks up the ladder with Bryan still trapped inside. There is a short struggle as the latter tries to free himself, but he fails to accomplish it before Victor takes a running start and then powerslams Payne ladder and all onto the canvas with himself on top with crushing force.

Harvey: I can only imagine the force being applied to Payne right now trapped inside that ladder.

Chase: Do you realize the impact here tonight of Hades were to end Bryan Payne for good?! Oh man… and judging from this I think we might well see that!

As Hades stands back up the crowd continues to watch in stunned silence as the big man turns a slow circle in the ring as if daring any of them to cheer in an attempt to rally Payne; no one does. A smile curves with evil intent on one side of Vic’s face as he turns back around slowly and leans over to pull open the ladder… only to meet it right in the face as Bryan kicks out from underneath it driving the metal steps right back into Hades’ face. The crowd erupts into surprised and delighted cheers as the big man staggers back in shock as Bryan rolls weakly out from underneath the ladder crawling for the nearest corner.

Harvey: And another sign of life from Bryan Payne! But he doesn’t look in very great shape, I think the damage that Victor did early, taking Payne by surprise might well prove decisive here tonight.

Payne reaches the turnbuckle and pulls himself up into a seated position, obviously trying to buy himself some time to recover; Hades meanwhile has gone over to the table in one corner of the ring and pulled it free of its prison in the rope sand drug it out a little ways setting it up. Then he begins to stalk over to where Bryan is now waiting.

Chase: I think Hades has something in mind partner…

Harvey: I think you’re right… if Payne has anything up his sleeve he’d better play that card fast!

Bryan pulls on the ropes managing to get himself up to a vertical base and then jumps right as Hades gets close to him, straight down into a low drop kick that catches Vic in the left knee. The leg buckles underneath the big man and he staggers down to one leg. Bryan hits the ground and then pops up with a sudden energy that shocks and delights the crowd bouncing off the near rope again and flying back towards Vic who is still on one knee, he jumps up then putting his left foot on Vic’s out reached leg and then shoots his right knee over into the side of Hades’ temple.

Harvey: Earth to Victor come in please…

Hades falls over staggered as the crowd now starts chanting for Bryan, who lays on the canvas for a few moments after that flurry of activity trying to gather himself once more. Victor mean while is stunned having thought like everyone else Bryan was too far gone for that kind of offensive flurry, he looks back at his opponent and sneers clambering back to his feet.

Payne starts to get up too and using another rope assist he launches himself with a cross body at Hades who braces just in time, staggered but not falling as he catches Bryan, and then with an impressive display of strength leverages Bryan around into a side-walk slam, before hooking a leg for a quick cover.

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Kickout!

Harvey: Oh man! I thought that might have been the last bit of fight left in Bryan, and from the expression on his face I think Victor thought it was too.

Chase: Yeah, but how smart was it? I mean the punishment he’s already taken, to kick out? Really? Just take the loss and leave the ring with your career.

Harvey: Well that’s why you’re a pussy, and he’s a wrestler.

Hades snarls as he picks Bryan up again, effortless hauling his weight around and even ignores the elbow that thuds off his head that Bryan uses to try and free himself. Then… Vic slams Bryan down to the canvas.

Harvey: Spinebuster!

And picks him back up…

Chase: Spinebuster!

And then hauls him back up again a third time, Payne now motionless as though he were completely out of it.

Harvey: AND ANOTHER! Three devastating Spine-busters in a row inflicted on Bryan Payne… and it looks like he’s out like a light in that ring folks.

Chase: This one is in the books..

Harvey: Wait, what is Vic doing now? No Hades… take the win… don’t do this.

Hades picks Bryan up, who lays motionless, ignoring the chorus of boos now raining down on him as he lays Payne on the set up table without much preamble. He pauses for a moment and then picks up the ladder dragging it with him into the corner and begins to step up to the top turnbuckle holding the ladder against his chest.

Chase: Oh shit…

Harvey: Chase you can’t say stuff like that on the air!

Chase: Sorry…

Hades stands there for a moment looking down at Bryan, whose arms are having off the table not having moved an inch since Vic dropped him there and leaps clutching the ladder to his chest. In that moment a shock ripples through the arena again, as Bryan’s hands close on the sides of the table holding tight as he swings his legs back up and over his head and rolls on his shoulder off the end of the table. The camera is just able to catch Vic’s stunned expression before he hits the table sending splinters in all directions as he crashes into the canvas beneath it right on top of the ladder.

Harvey: OH MY GOD! Victor just jumped off the top rope intending to finish Payne off and just about killed himself!

Bryan flops on the canvas, staggering to his knees as the crowd beings to chant “Payne! Payne! Payne!” He reaches down tearing at the metal legs of the ruined table and finally manages to free them and lurches towards a Hades who, impossibly, is trying to get to his feet. The big man’s head half turns around just in time to get slammed with the metal leg of the chair right across the side of his face and jaw sending a spray of blood for the monster’s mouth that joins Payne’s blood from earlier as a crimson spray across the canvas. Hades starts to crawl forward now with Payne in hot pursuit raining blows down in a non-stop frenzy anywhere he can find on the big man until Vic reaches the ropes and rolls clear out of the ring and onto the rubber matting on the out outside.

Chase: Bryan Payne just beat Victor Hades like a mule! I think we’ve got ourselves a hardcore match folks!

Victor looks back into the ring wiping at his mouth with something close to shock as he sees Payne on one knee in the ring, bleeding all over the place, the table leg still in one hand with the other motioning for Hades, “Come on… come on!” he says.

A nod from the big man is the only reply as he runs back towards the ring jumping up onto the apron and trying to climb back into the ring the metal thud of the table leg off his skull audible as he suddenly drops like a stone back to the matting. The ruined leg goes flying and so does Payne right off the top rope in a suicide dive on top of the prone Hades leaving both men sprawled out on the matting trying to recover.

Harvey: It looked like Victor had this match in the bag just a few short seconds ago and out of nowhere this match is now anyone’s! Payne has battled back into it.

Chase: And just listen to that crowd they are loving every second of it!

Both men try to get to their feet, settling for one knee, Hades fires a punch at Bryan who takes the blow, only not falling back to the mat by catching himself with his hand. As he straightens he fires a blow into Vic, who is likewise almost knocked off balance by the blow. As he straightens instead of firing another punch he grabs a hold of Bryan’s head and the two men’s heads slam into each other with brutal force a fresh spray of blood shooting out. Bryan seems to be stunned by the blow, more so than Vic, who continues back up to his feet before picking Bryan up and rolling him back into the ring. He follows closely behind. He hauls Payne back to his feet then and fires him towards the ropes catching him as he rebounds off into a scoop slam.

Harvey: And just when it looked like this match was about to get out of control Vic re-established his hold on it!

Chase: Well that’s what the guy does…

He drags Bryan on the canvas back to the ropes and winds his arms into them, trapping him. Payne struggles a little bit, but doesn’t seem to have enough sense of where he is at this point to manage to get out of it.

Harvey: Oh man… I know where this is going..

Hades bounces off the far ropes and charges back towards Bryan sending a roundhouse kick into the back of the skull. The force of it sends Bryan up and over the ropes flipping back out of the ring forcing Vic to go out to get him. Hades picks up a kendo stick along the way slapping it against Bryan’s back forcing Payne to try to get away only to send another several blows against the fallen man, who desperately re-enters the ring to buy himself some time.

Chase: And there’s Hades trying to get a little pay back from earlier...

Victor leans down then hauling Payne back to his feet and grabs him close saying something and then slashing across his throat before sling shooting Bryan back into the ropes. He sets up to deliver a clothesline only to be shocked as Payne ducks underneath it to the far ropes which he bounces off of, as Hades turns around it is to open his eyes wider as Payne has built up the speed to leap out of the blue clear over his head his arms snapping up around Hades’ head bringing it to his shoulder as he completes the flip driving them both into the canvas hard!

Harvey: PAYNE OF DEATH! Out of nowhere!

Chase: That’s Bryan Payne’s patented flip neckbreaker… oh man…. Did you see how high he just jumped?!

Hades flops onto the canvas and Bryan rolls over on top of him obviously the last thing he possibly has strength to do.

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*DING DING*[/center]

Winner: Bryan Payne

Paige: And here is your winner…. BRYAN PAYNE!

Harvey: I don’t believe it… I really don’t believe it. Bryan Payne pulled our a miracle out of nowhere finish tonight…

Chase: It looked like his night was done very early, but time and time again he managed to find ways to come up with ways to get back into the match when it didn’t seem like it was possible.

Harvey: And what a dominating performance by Hades too, he’s back in top form, and I can’t wait to see these two in the ring again.

[biggs]

Nicky Paige: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is our main event of the evening. Introducing first the team of George Dun pork & Craig Mueller. Sports Nutz!!

"Ecstasy of Gold" hits over the loudspeakers, and the fans rise to their feet, booing the Sports Nutz out of the building. "The Excellent Gordie" Gordon Heath leads George Dunpork and Craig "Senior" Mueller out to the ring, with George and Craig looking ever so ridiculous in their entrance attire, with George wearing a Dallas Cowboys football helmet, but with a red circle and slash over the star, and Craig wearing hockey helmet with a visor and a black San Antonio Spurs basketball warm-up suit, with the Ghostbusters style circle slash through the Spurs logo.

George and Craig are carrying open bags of peanuts with them. As they walk down to the ring, they take continuously take the peanuts out of the bag, hurling them at the fans at ringside.

Nicky Paige: And now introducing there opponents the team of Slade Craven & Assassin. The AKA!!!

The arena lights dim as we see green and blue strobe lights flashing around the arena while "Dragula" plays as the titan tron lights up showing the AKA logo as we see Slade Craven & Assassin make there way through the curtain. Both men slowly stroll through the curtain with Slade leading the way as he's wearing his black jacket and sunglasses while Assassin has on an AKA t-shirt.

both men stand at the top of the ramp and look at each other before walking down the ramp as "Dragula" continues. Slade walks down the ramp shaking hands with several of the fans while Assassin does the same. Both men reach the bottom of the ramp as Slade walks around one side of the ring and Assassin walks around the other. Both men walk halfway around the ring and climb onto the apron as they step through the ropes into the ring as Slade runs and climbs on the near by turnbuckle posing as he removes his sunglasses while Assassin removes his t-shirt tossing it out into the crowd.

The AKA vs. The Sports Nutz

The referee calls for the bell as Assassin & George start things off in the ring. Both men circle the ring before Assassin stops and extends his hand towards George . George looks at Assassin’s hand slapping it away as he yells for Assassin to get serious. Assassin smirks as he locks up with George in the middle of the ring. George backs Assassin into the ropes as the referee calls for a break Assassin holds his arms up waiting for the clean break up George clocks Assassin with a right hand before backing up as the referee holds off Assassin whose taken offense to the cheap shot

Darren Harvey: Well Sports Nutz don’t play fair. Welcome back AKA.

Assassin tags in Slade craven as he leaves the ring as George smiles circling the ring as the two men lock up. Slade drags George to the mat with a quick arm drag getting to his feet as George does the same charging at Slade who takes George down with another arm drag applying an arm bar on George as the referee checks for a submission

Johnny Chase: Slade using his speed on the bigger Dunpork with a nice couple of arm drags.

Slade keeps the pressure on George’s arm as the referee checks to see if George will give up. George refuses getting to his feet as he rakes the eyes of Slade tagging in Craig Muller who drops Slade with a clothesline mounting Slade as he rains down punches to the head of Craven whose trying to cover up. Slade finally gets Muller off of him as he tries to tag in Assassin but Muller cuts him off with an elbow to the back. Muller grabs Slade applying a front face lock as Muller taunts Assassin trying to goat him into the ring Assassin tries to enter the ring but the referee cuts him off allowing Muller &George a chance to swap places as George comes in and takes Muller’s place locking in the face lock as Muller slaps his hands together making the sound of a tag as the referee turns around and sees George with Slade locked onto the mat

Darren Harvey: those two cheated behind the referee’s back. I can’t believe it.

Johnny Chase: I think it’s funny. These two are doing what they can to win. You know if Assassin or Slade were to do the same thing you’d be kissing there ass.

George keeps the face lock on Slade as he’s having a hard time getting to his feet. Slade tries to fight up as the crowd is firmly behind him. Slade begins to move up towards his feet as George starts shaking his head yelling for the crowd to shut up. Slade gets to a vertical base lifting George up as he tries to move closer to tagging Assassin but he’s still too far away. Assassin pleads with Slade to reach out and Slade fights to get the tag. George let‘s go and turns around nailing Assassin with a right hand as Assassin tries to get in the ring but the referee again cuts him off. George laughs at Assassin as he pulls Slade back towards the middle of the ring as Assassin climbs out of the ring and back onto the apron. George keeps taunting Assassin as Slade uses the last bit of energy to flip George over with a back drop as both men land on the mat as the crowd goes nuts pleading for Slade to make the tag

Darren Harvey: Slade got free of George and both men are on the mat. Who can make the tag first?

Johnny Chase: I‘m not sure Slade is going to make it. I think he used the last bit of energy to break that hold.

Both men struggle to crawl towards there corners both partners hoping to be the first to get the tag into the match. Slade & George crawl towards there corners George reaches his first as he tags Muller into the ring. Muller quickly rushes into the ring to stop Slade from making the tag as he’s just inches away from Assassin. Muller reaches Slade who dives towards Assassin and makes the tag as the crowd cheers as Assassin enters the ring knocking Muller to the mat with a right hand as George enters the ring and gets a body slam for his troubles

Darren Harvey: This crowd is nuts. There going crazy and Assassin is in the ring cleaning house.

Assassin turns his attention back to Muller picking him up to his feet as he drops him to the mat with a quick STO. Assassin pulls Muller back up once more as he wraps his arms around Muller’s waist clasping his fingers together as he tosses Muller overhead with a belly to belly suplex as Muller lands hard on the mat before rolling out to the floor as the crowd cheers as George enters the ring to come after Assassin but he’s held back by the referee

Johnny Chase: Great now the AKA is going to cheat.

Darren Harvey: Turn about is fair play Johnny.

Slade hops off the apron and pushes Muller into the barricade as he lands a couple of shots before tossing Muller back into the ring before the referee turns around as Slade holds his arms up as he climbs on the apron. Assassin pulls Muller to his feet as he whips him off the ropes but Muller hooks the ropes stopping himself as Assassin charges at Muller who drops down pulling the top rope down with him as Assassin flies over the ropes and out to the floor as Muller hears the boos from the crowd as he gets to his feet laughing

Johnny Chase: What was that about turn about being fair play Darren?

Darren Harvey: Bite me Chase.

Muller distracts the referee inside the ring giving George the chance to rough up Assassin outside the ring as George bounces Assassin’s head off the ring steps before tossing him back into the ring

Assassin is rolled into the ring as Muller turns around and sees him calling the referee over as he covers Assassin 1
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Assassin kicks out. Muller looks at the referee surprised as he looks over at George. Muller picks Assassin up tossing him into a corner as he lifts him up onto the top rope. Muller climbs up with Assassin to the top rope as Muller looks to hit a superplex on Assassin

Darren Harvey: Looks like Sports Nutz are going for there patented finisher the Blowout.

Muller hits the superplex from the top rope as George climbs up to the top rope as Slade tries to enters the ring but Muller knocking him down with a right hand as we see George leap off the top rope as he connects with the splash off the top onto Assassin before rolling out of the ring as Muller scrambles to make the pin, 1
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3! DING! DING! DING!

Winners: The Sports Nutz

Nicky Paige: Here are your winners. The team of Craig Muller & George Dunpork. Sports Nutz!!!

Harvey: I don't think this was quite the return the AKA was hoping for here tonight!

Chase: The Sports Nutz have defeated both the AKA and the Axis of Awesome within the last few weeks! They're definitely a tag team to look out for, least of all because they got so many friends in Kilgore and the Red Shield Mafia!

The ref raises the arms of the Nutz as Gordon Heath gets into the ring and chases the ref off. Mueller and Dunpork proceed to stomp the living daylights out of Assassin! Slade is slowly pulling himself up on the outside, and Heath notices, so he directs the Sports Nutz's attention to Slade! They reach down and pull Slade into the ring, where they whip him into the ropes and then hit him with a Double Flap Jack that sends him crashing into Assassin! "Ecstasy of Gold" begins to play as Gordon Heath raises the arms of Mueller and Dunpork once more!

As The Sports Nutz continue to celebrate their win in the ring, the camera cuts back to Biggs' office, where he's changed his shirt, and gotten the lipstick off of his cheek. Ellie is standing next to him, holding him, with an angry look on her face.

Ellie: Just when I think she can't get any lower, Sally Talfourd has to pull a stunt like that! It's shameful, and it pisses me off! You're my fiance! You're not even on the market!

Biggs: Listen, I don't like the fact that she flirts with me any more than you do, but it's not like I can just up and fire her. She makes APW a lot of money, and for me to use my power in that way would be even more selfish than the way President Jeff would wield his authority.

Ellie: Still, we've got to do something to show her once and for all that her games need to end! We can't just let her keep getting away with this!

Biggs: Of course not. But I can't think of anything that wouldn't be an abuse of my authority.

Biggs stands there, thinking about his options as Ellie continues to hold onto him. Finally, Ellie gets an idea.

Ellie: Why don't we get married? In the ring! We could get hitched out there in front of the world, and that would prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that you're beyond Sally Talfourd's whorish reach!

Biggs turns towards Ellie, and puts his hands on her shoulders.

Biggs: But I thought you wanted a small, private ceremony. Just friends and family.

Ellie: Well, I would prefer that, but the reception would just be friends and family, and Sally Talfourd has left us no other choice but to declare our eternal love to one another publicly! We got to do it!

Biggs thinks about it for a bit.

Biggs: Okay. If that's what you want, I'll make it happen.

Ellie squeals with delight, and Biggs can't help but smile to himself.

Ellie: YAY! We're getting married! I'm so happy right now!

Biggs: Me too, babe, me too.

The pair embraces tightly, but the moment is interrupted by a knock at the door. Ellie furrows her eyebrows.

Ellie: That better not be Sally Talfourd! If it is, I'll...

The door opens, and Shaun Kilgore and The Red Shield Mafia walk into room menacingly. Biggs and Ellie let go of each other, and Biggs stands in front of Ellie to shield her.

Kilgore: It's not Sally, that's for sure...

Biggs: How the heck did you jerks get past my security! I specifically told them to not let you through!

Mannie: There's not much security can do when they get roughed up that bad!

Young Mannie, Diamante Valentine, and J.R. Kingston all laugh as Biggs glares at the group. Shaun Kilgore looks about as serious as a heart attack as he and Biggs stare down.

Biggs: I know that you guys are probably here to try and scare me, here to beat me up a bit, but I swear that if any of you lay a finger on Ellie, it'll be the last mistake you miscreants ever make!

Kilgore: We're not here for Ellie. We're here for you!

At this point, Kilgore, Valentine, Mannie, and Kingston all jump Biggs, pounding him furiously with their fists as Biggs shoves Ellie out of harms way! Ellie screams loudly as Kilgore and the RSM pummel Biggs into the corner, and are wailing on him mercilessly as he tries in vain to defend himself! Ellie tries to run to get help, but Damien Walker puts a halt to that plan by grabbing her and holding her up against the wall, covering her mouth with his hand! By now, the four men have beaten Biggs down to the ground and are stomping at him. Kilgore takes a few steps back and begins to direct traffic, telling Valentine and Kingston to pull Biggs up. They oblige, and Kilgore grabs a hold of Biggs' head, delivering a barrage of machine gun like punches as the General Manager can do nothing about it! Young Mannie grabs a hold of Biggs' laptop from his desk, and motions for Kilgore to get out of the way! Kilgore steps aside and Mannie swings, breaking the laptop over Biggs' head! The shot busts Biggs open, and blood starts to pour down his head as Ellie watches on in horror. Tears are rolling down her eyes as Walker's hand muffles her screams!

Harvey: This is just sick! As much as I dislike our General Manager, nobody deserves to be put through this kind of punishment!

Chase: (sobbing) No! This is just wrong! How can they do this in front of Ellie!?

From out of nowhere, Chris Cyrus barges into the office, tackling Young Mannie from behind! He begins to unload fists to the back of Mannie's head, but before long, he is swarmed by the other three men! They yank him off of Mannie, and Kingston tosses him hard against the wall! Cyrus is winded by the blow, which allows Diamante and Kilgore to grab him up and give him a Double Suplex right onto Biggs' desk! The desk holds up though, and Cyrus is sprawled upon it. Valentine and Kilgore grab a hold of his arms and legs, and Kingston climbs up onto the desk, leaping up and nailing Cyrus with a Body Splash, causing the desk to break into two! Mannie gets to his feet and pulls Cyrus up, as Kilgore pulls Biggs up. Mannie and Kilgore nod to one another, before pulling off The Death By Mannie and The Ender, respectively! Biggs and Cyrus are laid out on the ground, moaning in pain as Walker lets go of Ellie and shoves her towards them. Kilgore and the RSM stand over Biggs and Cyrus, as well as a scared Ellie.

Kilgore: Maybe now, you won't ignore us...

Harvey: Once again, the combined forces of The Greatness and the Red Shield Mafia have run roughshod over the APW roster! One can only guess what they'll do next week! We'll see you then!

APW Overdrive fades to black as the copyright and logo flash across the bottom of the screen.