Overdrive - Huntsville, Alabama (8/12/10)

[President Jeff]

Fireworks blast from the stage and the fans are going wild as APW Overdrive goes on the air from Huntsville Alabama. The camera pans the crowd, displaying signs. As the commentators are heard in the back ground

Harvey: Welcome to Thursday Night Overdrive!

Chase: A huge show we got planned tonight. We will see, in tag team action, The Axis of Awesome taking on the Ass Kickers Anonymous.

Harvey: We have a second tag team match and a big one this is. Level One teams up with Criss Cassidy and they take on Sally Talfourd and Leila Farrahi.

Chase: I’m definetly looking forward to that one. And our main event match tonight, Champion Verses Champion. Crazy Joe and Shaun Kilgore are set to face off against one another.

Harvey: Before we get to our opening match, lets head backstage with Cindy Shannon who's with Victor Hades.

Footage cuts backstage where Cindy Shannon is standing by the General Manager's office waiting confirmation on earlier reports from earlier tonight. Suddenly, the massive, tattooed, titan-like frame of Victor Hades charges into the camera's view heading to the gorilla-position... Tiny, streaming beads of water droplets trickle down the raven-like, black strands of his damp hair and chest as he marches by glaring at Cindy, who foolishly darts into his path...

Cindy-"Victor! Victor! In regards to what our Xtreme Champion Crazy Joe stated, do you feel ready for the upcoming pay-per-view Shockwave?" She mutters quickly almost tripping over her own feet, as she back-peddles along her high-heels trying to maintain her balance.

Without so much as a hesitant reflex, Hades' fingertips curl tightly until his knuckles turn to a pale shade of white... Swinging his shoulder and hips as he violently punches the chain-linked background prop behind Cindy, while the rattling impact of Hades' fist echoes causing the young woman to be startled.

Victor Hades-"Everyone in this god-damn company keeps flapping their rotten gums off that I'm not ready, but Victor Hades is fucking READY! Everyone in this company says that I'm just a gimmick, that I'm just a freak sideshow just to entertain the fans? I don't give a blue whale's ass about these fans. I have busted my ass, worked myself to the very limit, and these so-called 'Champions' simply choose to spit n' shit all over it?!" Hades grumbles, grasping the chain-linked background tightly with one hand leaning closer to Cindy. While his left, tattooed, taped hands grasp her cheekbones tightly when he could simply crush her fragile bones in his hand at any given time...

Victor Hades-"No Cindy, you see people like Crazy Joe and Bryan Payne think they can waltz around from city to city-and call themselves a champion holding a shiny belt. They can belittle, disrespect, and spit on anyone's reputation they want to feed their swollen egos... 'Cause when the time comes, someone like me is going to be waiting for the opportune moment to strike, and when I do? I'm going to bruise that ego of theirs and shatter the very foundations they have built their careers on." Hades utters with a smirk, as the tip of his thumb brushes Nicky's cheek.

Frightened, her eyes glaze over and begin to fill with tears as she stands pressed to the background prop frozen in place.

Victor Hades-"Someone like me, who has simply risen through the ranks beating every man he comes across inside and outside the ring. Someone like me, who's name has been buzzing in everyone's ears and rolling on the tips of their tongues... Someone like me, who helps sell-out arena after arena, pay-per-view after pay-per-view and continues to be unanimously hated for it. So yes Nicky, I am ready... And I am going to walk out, the new Xtreme Champion..." Hades grumbles in a threatening-like tone before releasing Cindy's throat and snatching the microphone away...

Victor Hades-"Now get lost bitch, your services are no longer needed..."

Hades twitches his elbow and tilts his head with a quick nod, as Cindy Shannon rushes off in tears... Hades raises the microphone glaring into the nearby camera.

Victor Hades-"Before I get started here tonight by sending Cooper Conrad back to his nice, little hospital bed... I just want to give a shout-out to my soon-to-be next body-bag, Crazy Joe." Hades flashes a maniacal grin and gives a quick callous wink towards the camera.

Victor Hades-"Joe, I'm sure you have your hands full right now if not with Bryan Payne's scrotum... But rest assured my carpet-munching friend, you and I will most definitely be seeing one another very, very, soon. I know somewhere you've got this thought stuck in the back of that fickle-head of yours that you've got some sort of magical leverage over me? Well, unfortunately if that fucking mask of yours wasn't tied on so tight-you would know that when the time comes... What you will have are simply weapons and the hope that when you are out of them I will no longer be standing. Because if I am not you will be near fucking comatose before you've found anything to wield against me." Hades pauses with a few short breaths, looking directly towards the camera knowing Joe utilizes his weapons as a cover for his lack of in-ring abilities...

Victor Hades-"Because you see Jose, I'll go as far as using your baseball-sized head as a souvenir for my very own Championship belt... Making a belt-strap out of your intestinal organs, before ripping out your beating heart and using it as my new shiny, blood-dripping chest-plate on my title. That is simply because Joe, I too am one sick motherfucker. I hope you registered as an organ donor bitch..." Hades smirks before dropping the microphone as he walks off...

Paige: The opening contest is scheduled for one fall!

“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. 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.

Paige: Introducing first, The Chosen One, Cooper Conrad!!!

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.

Paige: And his opponent Victor Hades!!

Cooper Conrad Vs Victor Hades

The match gets underway quickly as Victor Hades runs towards Cooper Conrad and starting delivering a flurry of punches towards Conrad's head. Conrad is taken aback and is backing up furiously. Hades punches him back into the turnbuckle and continually throws punches left and right as Conrad is protecting his head with his arms. After more and more punches, the referee finally separates the two. Victor Hades walks a big circle around the ring as Conrad shakes his head to get the cobwebs out and straighten himself out.

Cooper Conrad and Victor Hades meet each others eyes and they both run for each other and end up in a grapple. They struggle against each other for a moment and then Victor Hades pushes with all his might and throws Conrad backwards and onto his back. Conrad jumps up quickly though and goes right back into the grapple with Hades. Again Hades pushes away Conrad after a struggle. But Conrad jumps right back up again and looks as if he's running towards Hades for another grapple but Hades is ready and lands a monster clothesline that almost takes Conrad's head off! Victor Hades stands up and breathes deeply towards the crowd.

Conrad, despite almost losing his head, is up relatively quickly. Hades sees this and offers Conrad a perplexed look. Hades charges towards Conrad but Conrad jumps and dropkicks Hades to the chest and Hades staggers back. Conrad gets to his feet and Hades charges again, Conrad gets out of the way, Hades bounces off the ropes and Conrad hits a huge spinning roundhouse. Hades goes down hard and Conrad gets right up to his feet. He picks up Victor Hades by the back of his head and sets him up for a suplex. As Conrad is trying to life Hades however, Hades hooks Conrads leg with his own leg and counters and delivers a quick snap suplex! Conrad is clutching at his back as he starts to get up.

Hades charges at Conrad again apparently looking for more punches to the head and body but Conrad charges right back and delivers a shoulder smash right to the mid section of Hades which knocks the big man down. Conrad gets Hades to his feet and sets him up for another suplex. Again Victor Hades hooks his leg around Conrad though. Conrad starts kneeing Hades in the stomach, again and again, Hades' leg unhooks from Cooper Conrad and Conrad delivers a huge suplex on to Victor Hades! Conrad goes for a quick pin.

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Hades kicks out!

Conrad gets up upset about the kick out. He stomps Victor Hades in the chest. Hades stays down as Conrad bounces himself off the ropes to gain speed, runs at Victor Hades and jumps up getting ready to drive his knee into Hades' face. But Hades moves out of the way! Conrad comes down hard on his own knee. Hades gets to his feet and knees Conrad directly to his face as Conrad was already on his knee trying to recover from his miss, but now Conrad is laid out on the ring. Hades gets on top of him and starts punching Conrad directly to the top of the head. Hades pulls up big for a final punch to the head of Conrad but Conrad headbutts Hades in the midsection and then spins Hades onto his back and Conrad starts to offer punches of his own onto Hades. He hits him once and the crowd chants "1!!" He hits him again, the crowd screams "2!!" Conrad hits him another time as the crowd continues "3!!" Conrad lifts his arm up far and the crowd offers a premature "4!!" but Conrad comes down and delivers punches four through ten with blinding speed. Conrad gets up to his feet and spreads his arms open wide to apparently take in all the praise of the crowd.

Conrad turns around, focusing on Victor Hades again and he grabs him by the back of the hair and starts pulling him up. Hades elbows Conrad in the stomach however. Hades grabs Conrad and throws him into the ropes, Hades stands there waiting for Conrad to return, Conrad comes back, Hades turns sideways and lifts Conrad onto his shoulders and DEATH VALLEY DRIVER! Conrad is laid out lifeless. Victor Hades covers.

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KICK OUT BY COOPER CONRAD!

Hades is stunned as he sits there on his knees looking dumbfounded at Cooper Conrad. Hades gets to his feet and brings Conrad up with him, he throws Conrad towards the ropes again, Conrad bounces off, Hades positions himself SWINGING NECK BREAKER! Again Conrad is down and seemingly lifeless. Hades covers...

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2-1/2....

COOPER CONRAD KICKS OUT AGAIN!!!

Hades gets off Conrad and slams the ground with frustration. Conrad still looks like he's barely moving. Hades gets to his feet yet again and is bringing Conrad with him. Again Hades throws Conrad off the ropes and is waiting for his return, Hades goes to grab him, but Conrad spins around to be behind him grabs him and hits a monster German Suplex and his holding it for the pin!

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Hades just barely kicks out!

Both men jump to the their feet, Hades charges at Conrad and Conrad jumps and hits a spinning heel kick right to Hades' face. Hades' goes down like a ton of bricks. Conrad walks over to the turnbuckle, he climbs up to the top rope, looks down at Hades, jumps and DRIVES HIS ELBOW RIGHT INTO THE CHEST OF VICTOR HADES! Conrad stays on for the cover...

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Hades kicks out again!

Cooper Conrad is the only looking frustrated now. He lifts Hades up, then he hits him in the back with a giant forearm and Hades falls to his knees. Conrad backs up a bit, and lands a giant Spin Kick to the side of Hades head and Hades goes down!. Conrad lifts Hades up, sets him up, and hits THE ABSOLUTE POWER, Hades is down and motionless. Cooper Conrad gets to his feet to the cheers of the crowd and lifts his arms in elation.

Suddenly "This Means War" by Busta Rhymes plays over the loud speaker. The crowd is buzzing with confusion. Cooper Conrad himself is also looking towards the entrance ramp in confusion. On the jumbo tron the name "Mark Mania" flashes, then it shows Mark Mania backstage. He's smiling a stupidly charming smile. He looks penetratingly at Cooper Conrad who is seething in anger, motioning for Mark Mania to come down to the ring and face him. Mark Mania laughs, and the jumbo tron goes black and the music cuts.

All this time though, Victor Hades had gotten himself to his feet. Conrad is still looking enraged up towards the entrance ramp. Finally he notices that Hades has gotten up. Conrad runs at Hades who turns to his side, lifts Conrad onto his shoulders and hits THE CLOSED CASKET! Conrad is out, Hades goes for the cover.

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3!!!

Winner: Victor Hades

Hades celebrates his victory as we go to commercial.

[President Jeff]

Backstage, Cindy Shannon is standing by the APW world champion, Level-One. Cindy Shannon, is clearly uncomfortable, doing her best to keep her distance without slighting Level-One. To her surprise Level-One is calm and if you dared to say it; in a good mood. She took his current mood as a mental note and centred her goal for the interview on keeping things that way. She drew a deep breath and did her best to smile, it hurt.

Cindy Shannon: Hi, I'm Cindy Shannon here with the APW world champion, Level-One. Level-One, last week you made your return to Overdrive citing the Red Shield Mafia and The Greatness alliance as a threat to the main-event match at Shockwave. You later went on to ally with Sally Talfourd, only to turn your back on her, can you give the fans at home an idea on what you were thinking?

Level-One looks at Cindy Shannon, who lowers her head and feverishly, looks away.

Level-One: I didn't turn my back on Sally Talfourd; I saved our united front. By, sally taking the beating she did; virtually, kept me from being hurt even worse then I already am! If they got their hands on me? We both would have went down. If Sally, thinks that she can make a run for the tag titles with her little friend a bee-keepers-uniform, then she better learn how to take one for the team. That's all that was about...

As Cindy, begins to posture up to ask her next question, a hand comes from behind Level-One tapping him on his shoulder. The cold blooded Canadian quickly snaps around like a rattle snake, ready to strike it's prey. It's Sally Talfourd. Sally Talfourd waves at Cindy Shannon, before taking the microphone from her.

Sally Talfourd: Cindy Shannon since Biggs didn't give you the night off, consider it done by me! I'm going to take this little interview over if you don't mind?

Cindy Shannon nods her head back and forth feverishly, eventually taking off from the scene. It's apparent, she didn't want to stick around for whatever was to come next. Level-One folded his arms, tolerating whatever Sally Talfourd had to say.

Sally Talfourd: Mr. Level-One! How does it feel to know that the entire world sees you for the coward you are!; attacking a women, after she found it in herself to invest an ounce of trust in you?

Level-One merely, scoffs at the question.

Level-One: That's a loaded, question. I'm not going to answer something like that. Do you want to get serious, now?

Sally Talfourd: Serious!? How's this for serious!?

Sally Talfourd winds up and unloads, a slap across the face of Level-One, snapping his head back. The APW world champion only laughs at the shot she took eventually aligning his eyes with her once again.

Sally Talfourd: How did that feel, champ!?

Level-One: Well, the rumours are true. If it walks like a bitch and talks like a bitch it sure as hell hits like a bitch too.

Sally Talfourd once again winds back and looks to unload but Level-One lifts a hand of his own grabbing her by the wrist this time. She tries to pull away, but Level-One's hand around her waist is like being trapped in a metal hand cuff.

Level-One: Sally, I've been more then patient with you. In fact, you'd be as good as dead right now if this was anyone but you. If that's not a testament on how much I need you to survive around here, then I don't know what is. Last week was nothing more then preserving our main-event match at, Shockwave. So, you took a beating. You are still standing. And if your a little sore? Then, well you can say we are playing on an even playing field now.

Sally Talfourd: So that's what this is about!? You softening me up, to level out the playing field with the boo-boo done to your neck? You are no man, Lester—ask Biggs for some tips!

Level-One: No, it's about surviving a pack of animals, looking for our blood. You want an apology for what happened last week? Well, then I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I wasn't properly equipped with a few steel chairs to even out the score; but that's as far as I'm going.

Sally Talfourd is released by Level-One, who shoves her backwards thus away from him, creating some distance between the two.

Sally Talfourd: I don't believe you.

Level-One sighs.

Level-One: Tonight, I'm throwing a birthday party, in honour of myself.

Sally Talfourd: How humble of you, Lester.

Level-One: And well... your invited. Come down to the ring, and we'll officially iron this out. After, I beat you and that little bitch, too; later tonight in our tag match. And remember? Stay away from me. If you are going to get hurt, I'd rather it be by the hands of the mafia thugs, then my own.

Level-One turns and walks away, leaving Sally Talfourd on her own. She glares at Level-One as he marches down the hallway, shaking her head side to side in disgust; she didn't trust him.

[President Jeff]

The cameras go backstage, where we are in the locker room of Cooper Conrad. He is untaping his hands. All of the sudden, the lights begin to flicker on and off.

Conrad: What the hell? Hades!

Woman: The Source!

Conrad: Who’s that! What the hell is going on?

In the pitch black, fire can be seen, engulfing a silhouette that has just appeared in the room. As quick as the silhouette is seen, fire engulfs it again, and the silhouette disappears. The lights then come back on to see Cooper Conrad, curled up in the fetal position, in the corner of the room. He gets up and looks around, hoping that nobody has seen him. He then bolts out the door and the scene goes back to ringside.

Chase: The hell was that?

Harvey: The hell if I know. But what I do know is that now it’s time for our opening match which will feature a rematch of several weeks ago with two youngsters here on the APW roster facing off in Blade with the rookie James Von Drake!

Chase: Blade had a disappointing loss last week on Overdrive to Leila and the controversial JVD hasn’t been seen in APW since his debut match.

Harvey: That’s right, but now the young rookie has a chance to redeem himself and prove he belongs here in APW!

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first from Atlantic City he is J! V! D! James Von Drake!

There are boos in the arena as 'JVD' flashes up on the giant screen and the arena is basked in a pink glow. "All My Life" by Foo Fighters blares out as James Von Drake walks out, with his wife Lucy Von Drake as always by his side. JVD signals to the crowd before walking down to the ring and sliding in. JVD holds his arms in the air in the middle of the ring as Lucy Von Drake stands outside the ring clapping on her husband.

Paige: And his opponent, from Manchester England. Standing at 6’4” and tipping the scales at 235lbs… give it up Huntsville for BLADE!

"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.

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 in the air taking a loud cheer with him as he does.

Chase: Well I think this should be an excellent contest. JVD is sure to be spoiling to redeem himself!

Harvey: Sure, but what about Blade? This is a terrific chance for him to make a statement heading into Shockwave… and perhaps show why he would be the perfect tag partner for someone interesting in taking a shot at those tag team belts!

Chase: Well that’s true enough…

*DING DING*

James Von Drakes Vs Blade


The fight between the two men starts out hot and heavy with JVD taking the early role of the aggressor unloading on Blade with a lot of lefts and rights. Both men try to set up high impact suplexes early but fail in a series of counters that sends the crowd roaring to it’s feet in appreciation for the athleticism on display in the ring. As things develop Blade slowly begins to take over the match…

Harvey: Wow, what a contest this has been so far.

Chase: When you’re right you’re right, JVD has unloaded on Blade who so far has answered every challenge, but can either of these men manage to put this match away?

Blade stumbles a few steps in the ring moving over to where JVD is on his hands and knees climbing his way up the ropes. Blade takes a run a couple steps and jumps forward driving his knee into the center of JVD’s upper back who folds over the turnbuckle. Blade comes back in again but takes a boot to the stomach and staggers backwards as JVD jumps from the canvas all the way to the top turnbuckle preparing to jump.

Harvey: Oh boy big risk!

Blade leaps forward his hand lashing out to slap JVD’s right foot off the turnbuckle sending him sprawling crotch first on top of the ropes. He screams out his hands clutching at himself as he sits balanced on the ropes as Blade gets back to his feet and leaps into the air grabbing JVD by the head and jerking him off his perch with the force of his falling body into a neckbreaker.

Chase: What awareness by Blade stopping JVD’s attempt to end this match and then pulling a modified super neck breaker off the top rope.

Harvey: JVD is out cold!

Blade gets up, catching his breath as he climbs up to the top himself taking a moment to point a hand out to the crowd that is chanting it’s approval.

“BLADE! BLADE! BLADE!”

He leaps into the air into a forward flip crashing down into the prone JVD.

Chase: RAZORBLADE! It’s all over!

One!...

TWO…!

THREE!

*DING DING*

Winner: Blade

“Rise to it” kicks out over the speakers as Blade rolls off JVD to have his hand raised by the ref a wide smile on his face.

Harvey: Impressive outing by Blade here tonight. He is a man who is really coming into his own here in APW, and I can’t wait to see what lies ahead for this exciting young star!


Muse's “Uprising” begins to play as the lights go dark and blue and orange spotlights flash alternately throughout the arena. The crowd boos loudly as The Axis of Awesome make their entrance. Biggs and Chris Cyrus are both wearing designer suits, with Cyrus sporting an orange tie, while Biggs wears a blue tie, and has blue feathers attached to the shoulders of his jacket. Ellie is dressed in a white blouse with a black skirt and a purple kerchief. Biggs and Ellie have a dance in their step as the group heads down the ramp, with Cyrus mocking the fans along the way.

Harvey: The Axis are out early here tonight. Their not scheduled to fight until later on

Chase: They don’t need a reason to be out here Darren. They run the show. They can come out here when ever they want

By this point, the Axis has reached the ring, where Biggs holds the ropes open for Ellie before slinging himself over the top rope and into the ring. Chris Cyrus taunts the fans in the front row before stepping in through the ropes. Biggs and Cyrus has mics in hand as the music fades and the lights come back to normal. They wait a moment for the boos to subside before talking.

Biggs: How’s everyone in Huntsville doing tonight!

The crowd boo’s The Axis of Awesomeness.

Biggs: We’re out here tonight, not to talk about our match against the AKA later on. Because, we all know just how that match is going to end. We’re out here to talk about the second biggest show of the year. We are here to walking about August 29th. We are here to talk about SHOCKWAVE!

The fans now cheer, but only for the mention of the next Pay Per View.

Chris: With just over two weeks, We figured we should fill everyone in on what to expect at Shockwave. And as everyone already know’s, headlining the show, it will be the champion, Level One, defending against the 2010 Test for the Best tournament winner, the sexy Sally Talfourd.

Biggs: She’s not that sexy. Also, we will see the return of the APW Tag Team Titles. Fatal Four way. The Sports Nutz verses The AKA verses The Red Sheild Mafia and the winners of the match, The Axis of Awesome.

Chris: Another match that I am personally looking forward to. In a rematch from Test for the Best AND Overdrive a few weeks ago, Criss Cassidy takes on Leila Farrahi.

Biggs: And for the Xtreme Championship. We will see Crazy Joe, defend the Xtreme Title against the new Number one contender for the title. Can I have a drum roll please.

The fans in the front row starts banging on the ring barrier in a drum roll fashion.

Biggs: VICTOR HADES!

Chris: In a triple threat match, we will see John Green, C.J Gates and Blade battle it out. We’re not guaranteeing anything, but the winner of this match could go on to bigger and better things. Just saying.

Biggs: And finally for the time being, the last match. Two weeks ago, Shaun Kilgore arranged an attack on myself and Chris. And then last week, Shaun Kilgore weaseled his way into winning the Overdrive Championship from Chris Cyrus. Well Shaun, I hope you didn’t think you we’re going to have the night off on August 29th. Because I have found a worth opponent for you.

Chris: You see Shaun, Biggs and I thought long and hard…“that’s what she said” about who your opponent could be. And it had to be someone who would be able to do our dirty work. It had to be someone who is capable of destroying another human being. And then it his us.

Biggs: At Shockwave Shaun, your defending that Overdrive Title of yours. And who better to destroy you Shaun, than someone who’s in Anger Management. That’s right Shaun, at Shockwave, its you and BRYAN PAYNE!

The fans cheer for this big blockbuster match up.

Biggs: And let that be a lesson to everyone in the locker room who thinks they can mess with the Axis of Awesome. We always get the last laugh. And why is that Chris.

Chris: Because we’re just Simply…Awesome.

Muse's "Uprising" begins to play as The Axis of Awesome stand in the middle of the ring and they raise their arms in the air

Harvey: What a card that will be for Shockwave. But what about the announcement of Shaun Kilgore defending the Overdrive Title against Bryan Payne

Chase: I feel sorry for Bryan having to fight Shaun. I don’t know what Biggs is thinking, but Shaun is going to make an example out of Bryan Payne.

Harvey: Sometimes I wonder if you get paid extra for saying stupid things.

The Axis continue to pose as we go to commercial.

[President Jeff]

-The scene opens to right inside the arena as the large garage door is open to the outside. Suddenly, a long black limo comes through the door. The door is quickly closed after the limo. The limo pulls in front of the camera and comes to stop. Hannah Storm walks in front of the camera and towards the limo. The limo stays motionless for another moment. Finally the driver of the limo exits his door and walks around to the back door. Hannah Storm has an extremely excited look on her face. The driver gets to the door and opens the door. The camera moves quickly to get a view of the man coming out of the limo. The first leg is seen exiting the limo, followed by the second. The pants are obviously insanely high quality. Finally a arm is scene gripping the edge of the door, and out from the limo is Mark Mania! He is wearing a custom Valentine black pinstriped suit. Mark Mania exits the limo with a bright, wide smile radiating from his face. Hannah Storm rushes up to him and he offers her a look up and down and smiles at her. Hannah Storm blushes and stutter's over her words.-

Hannah Storm- Mr.....Mr. Mania, ho--

Mark Mania- Oh honey, you can call me Mark.

-Hannah Storm blushes and smiles again.-

Hannah Storm- Mark, the rumors have been flying over the past two days about you joining APW, how did this all come about?

Mark Mania- Well, first of all, me being here means that none of these reports have been rumors correct?

-Hannah Storm nods.-

Mark Mania- Well, then, let me answer the bigger question here. How did the great Mark Mania decide to enter the APW? It took a lot of time, a lot of consideration, and frankly, a lot of convincing. You know, I've been in this business for over a decade and I have seen many faces in my day. I have the seen the best that the industry has to offer. Or so I thought. I will admit, the time in which I spent as the top of federations was a few years ago at this point, but that does not mean that I'm going to have any rust, or that I'm scared of getting back in the ring. Oh hell no. I do not fear the wrestling ring, for there was a time in which I was the absolute King of the ring. I was at the very top of my game and there were very few who I considered worthy of being in the same ring with me. Then, I took a break. I went out on top after defeating the ex-True Expert Champion The Crimson Shadow.

-Mark's eye offers a quick twitch upon saying the name.-

Mark Mania- For those that don't know, I had been dealing with some family issues after the first ever True Expert Champion and my cousin, Smitty, was brutally murdered. So, I took a break from wrestling while I was in my prime. I was already being referred to as a legend and I was considered a shoo-in for The Experts Hall of Fame. But then I left it all behind. I ruined my reputation by disappearing. Everyone had thought that the deal of my cousin had hit me harder than I could handle. I won't try and lie and say that it didn't hit me hard. But it did not defeat me. For nothing, and I repeat nothing, will ever bring me away from wrestling. For the past three years I have been training, plotting, planning on how to finally make my comeback to wrestling. Then, upon arriving at The Experts looking for Jesse Gunn, I was not greeted appropriately. I had been considered somewhat of a leper. No one wanted anything to do with me. So, I thought of calling it quits, I thought of retiring. While in my office, I poured over all my thoughts for days. Until, finally, I decided, I don't give a sh*t. Oh hell no, I'm not going to let some young blood tell one of The ORIGINAL Experts that I wasn't allowed. So I went back with a fury and decided that I would implement myself into the community again.

-At the phrase "The ORIGINAL Experts" Mark Mania had offered an angry look towards the camera.-

Mark Mania- So I took my time and decided that when I was ready I would make my return, I would need to make sure it was big. I needed to make sure that I would go somewhere that had the most impressive wrestlers I had ever seen. I needed to make sure that wherever I ended up going, it would be some place that would push me to my limit and make me dig as deep as I had to when I was in my prime. So, here I am in the APW. Where the best of the best truly live. Level-One, Bryan Payne, Sally Talfourd, Victor Hades, Crazy Joe, Shaun Kilgore... And the names go on and on and on. The talent here is truly impressive...and I am a truly impressive man. Now obviously, my dream is take on a man who has claimed the True Expert title as his own in the past, Mr. Level-One. Him and I have known of each other for a long time, yet our paths have never crossed. So, I would be lying if I said that he was not one of the reasons that I joined the APW.

-Hannah Storm looks at Mark longingly as if she's not even paying attention.-

Mark Mania- But! I would be foolish if I thought that I could waltz right in and challenge Level-One. So, I've decided to waltz right in and destroy some other competition. My claim to fame was my time in Xtreme Championship Wrestling, and competing in the Ultimate Hardcore Cup. I have seen things that would make most men squeal. One of those men is the apparently "crazy" Xtreme Champion here at APW right now. This little know it all Crazy Joe doesn't deserve to be anywhere near the title he is holding right now. I paved the ground for Xtreme competitors. The matches I've been in could scar people for life. Yet, Crazy Joe is thinking that the dinky matches he's been in with Victor Hades, Cooper Conrad, and Michael Lively mean anything. Well guess what youngin' they don't. You aren't worth the title you have sitting so gingerly across your waist. So get ready boy, because I'm coming after you, and every damn person in between us.

Hannah Storm- Mr. Mania....

Mark Mania- I said call me Mark, woman.

-Hannah Storm looks please despite just being called "woman".-

Hannah Storm- Yes, Mark, you do understand that there are already two people that are clamoring to get at APW Xtreme Champion Crazy Joe correct?

Mark Mania- Victor Hades and Cooper Conrad? Don't make me laugh. I've seen better talent stuck under my $2000 shoes. If they are in my way, then they will be dealt with. Oh yes, I will make sure that I have my shot at Crazy Joe one way or another. Once I decided to enter the APW, I became the most hardcore and most Xtreme person that existed in this federation, which means that Crazy Joe has a target on his back bigger than ever. And if Victor Hades and Cooper Conrad think they are going to get in the way of what I want, they have another thing coming for them. Because damn it, I am Mark Mania, I have disposed of junk like Victor Hades and Cooper Conrad for well over ten years. I'm up for any challenge and any challenger.

Hannah Storm- Ok, well, Mark, any last words?

Mark Mania- APW, tonight, one of the greatest wrestlers to ever grace a ring has returned as a humble man. I know that many may not think I'm the greatest anymore, but hell if I'll let them convince me of that. I'm here to entertain all you wonderful fans, and to show you what Xtreme really means!

-With this Mark Mania walks away from Hannah Storm and out of view of the camera.-

Hannah Storm- Well, there you have it folks, CEO and Owner of Mania Enterprises Mark Mania has arrived at Overdrive and apparently is seeking out Crazy Joe, Victor Hades, and Cooper Conrad.

-The scene cuts out.-

[President Jeff]

As we cut backstage we see Crazy Joe and John Green preparing for their upcoming matches. Crazy seems to be alittle pissed after the attack he got last week.

John Green: You ready tonight?

Joe just continues to lace his boots readying for his match with Kilgore.

Green: Listen, anybody tries shit tonight I'll be sure to raise some hell. You don't have to worry about Victor or Conrad.

Joe gives off a smirk.

Joe: Those guys are the least of my problems. But the fact that you got my back just make more confident.

Green and Joe give each other a brotherly pound as the camera goes back to the arena.


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. C….J…..GATES!

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.

Paige: And his opponent

Drop the World by Lil Wayne hit’s the PA and out comes Young Mannie alongside his manager, Damien Walker.

Paige: From Washington DC, being accompanied by Damien Walker. Weighing in at 220 pounds. He is part of the Red Sheild Mafia. YOUNG MANNIE

As Nicky finishes introducing his name, Mannie and Damien and in the ring working the crowd as their wait for their match to begin

Young Mannie Vs C.J Gates


The match starts and Mannie and CJ circle each other and then Damien Walker jumps up onto the ring apron and starts yelling at CJ. The ref tires to get Damien off the apron and CJ turns his attention to him which allows Mannie to attack CJ from behind and bringing him to the corner. A few shots to the gut by Mannie, then Mannie throws CJ to the opposite corner and Mannie runs, does a cartwheel and connects with a jumping round house kick to the head. CJ stumbles out of the corner and Mannie runs off the ropes and takes CJ down with a clothesline and then hooks the leg
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Harvey: That little distraction at the beginning of this match was all Mannie needed to take control of this match.

Chase: A smart move is I must say

Mannie pulls CJ to his feet and gives him a few punches to the face then throws CJ into the ropes. Mannie puts his head down and CJ counters with a Tornado DDT. The fans cheer as CJ gets to his feet. Mannie does too and CJ connects with the drop sault and then throws Mannie into the ropes, hitting the spinning heel kick. CJ makes the cover.
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Harvey: Impressive moves by CJ

Chase: Impressive, Maybe, effective, no way. Mannie is going to come back and kick this guys teeth down his throat.

CJ pulls Mannie up and throws him to the corner. CJ runs and rushes Mannie in the corner with an avalanche splash and then climbs up the turn buckle and starts punching Mannie in the head with the crowd counting each punch. 1...2...3..4...5..6...7...8..9.……..10. CJ jumps down throws Mannie into the opposite corner and then Monkey flips Mannie out of the corner. CJ waits for Mannie to get to his feet. As soon as he does, CJ runs off the ropes, but Damien Walker grabs CJ’s leg. CJ reaches through the ropes and grabs Damien, but Mannie hits CJ from behind and then grabs him around the waist and gives CJ a german suplex and bridges into a cover
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Harvey: Damien Walker needs to keeps his hands out of the action.

Chase: Damien did nothing and you know it!

Mannie grabs CJ and sets him up for the Death By Mannie. He tries lifting him up for the suplex, but CJ blocks it and gives Mannie a few punches to the gut and then breaks free and runs at Mannie who moves, but CJ runs up the corner and connects with the Whisper in the wind. CJ pulls Mannie to the corner and starts climbing to the top rope. Damien Walker jumps on the ring apron and distracts CJ long enough for Mannie to get up and punch CJ in the gut and Mannie climbs up to the top rope. They exchange punches but Mannie gets the upper hand and hooks CJ for a suplex. CJ blocks it and then CJ grabs Mannie and gives him a front Suplex, sending Mannie to the mat face first. Mannie is in perfect position for CJ to hit his finisher.

Damien Walker goes to grab CJ’s leg, but CJ kicks him in the face, knocking him off the apron and CJ comes off the top rope with The Gatecrasher. CJ Covers
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Winner: CJ Gates

Harvey: Another impressive win by CJ Gates

Chase: He got lucky, that’s all there is to it

The ref raises his hand in Victory. CJ begins to celebrate and then see’s the rest of the Red Shield Mafia running down to the ring. As they slide in, CJ slides out and begins making his way up the ramp. The Red Shield Mafia aren’t happy about the lost, but CJ continues to celebrate up the ramp as we cut backstage.

The scene goes backstage to find Cooper Conrad running down the hallway. He bumps into Biggs, and grabs him by the shoulders.

Biggs: What is wrong with you?

Conrad: I can’t take it! I just can’t take it! You’ve got to get him off of my ass!

Biggs: I don’t know what you’re talking about, now get your hands off of me!

Cooper takes his hands off of the APW President, and begins to breath heavily.

Biggs: Now what in the world are you talking about?

Conrad: Okay, I know I’m not going crazy, but I think that Hades is playing some creepy jokes on me. The other day in the shower, tonight in my locker room, he’s driving me crazy!

Biggs: Calm down! Just breathe for a second, and chill out!

The lights in the hallway begin to flicker and then finally shut off.

Biggs: What the…

Woman: The Source!

Fire engulfs a silhouette in the hallway, and does it again, taking the silhouette with it. The lights in the hall then come back on, and we see Cooper Conrad hiding behind the GM. Biggs seems startled, but turns around and shoves Cooper off of him.

Biggs: Look, I don’t know who in the wolrdl that is, or who you’ve upset, but this is your problem, not mine! Obviously, you’ve done something to someone, and I’m not going to stop whoever the hell that was, from getting to you!

Conrad: Oh, I see, you’re scared! I’m not the only one! That freaked you out, too!

The GM scoffs at Conrad, who lays his hand on Biggs’s shoulder. Biggs quickly slaps off his hand.

Conrad: It’s okay, together, we can make this guy wish that he would have never sctrewed with us!

Biggs: With us? With us! Ha!

Biggs puts his hand on Cooper shoulder and pats him.

Biggs: You’re on your own.

Biggs walks away leaving Cooper concerned, and fearing the worst. We then go back to ringside.

[President Jeff]

The Cameras cut backstage in the Axis office where Biggs and Chris Cyrus are taping up their wrist, getting ready for their match. Just then, The Greatness, Shaun Kilgore, George Dunpork and Craig Mueller barge into the room.

Chris: What the hell are you guys doing here?

Shaun: You think your so smart huh Biggs?

Biggs: I’m telling you guys right if. If one of you lays one finger on Chris, Ellie or myself, I’m stripping you of the Overdrive Title right here right now.

Shaun: Don’t worry about that Biggs. I just came to thank you for my match at Shockwave. Because after Shockwave is done. The Greatness will be holding half the APW titles. And as for tonight, you just wait and see.

Shaun laughs as The Greatness exit’s the room. Chris and Biggs and Ellie just look at each other as we go back to ringside.

'Kiss You Off' by Scissor Sisters hits the PA, the crowd on their feet with cheers. The lights die down as the opening beats kick in. Then, as the music gets into full swing, a spotlight hits the curtain and out walks Sally Talfourd and Leila Farrahi. Sally races out to the top of the ramp, posing on her knees for the crowd who are cheering them on. Leila makes her way to stand behind Sally, raising her arms to the sky.

[Paige] Ladies and gentlemen, this tag team match is scheduled for one fall. Making their way to the ring at this time, weighing in at a combined weight of two-hundred and seventy-five pounds, they are The Ones: Leila Farrahi and Sally Talfourd!

Pyro goes off around the stage, a myriad of colours. As then end, Sally jumps up and sets off down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans that hang over the rails. Leila walks down the middle, but waves to a few of the fans that have turned up for her. Sally makes it to the ring, waits for Leila to catch up with her. Sally holds out her hand. Leila slaps down on them, then turns her hands around for Sally to slap down on. Sally gives Leila a slight hug before jumping up to the ropes and opening them up for Leila. Leila steps half-way through, then sits down on the ropes for Sally to come through.

[Harvey] And here we see, for the first time in APW, Sally and Leila teaming together. Everyone's wondering if, after all they've been through, can they reform the team that they say was so successful in their previous company.

Both women pose in the center of the ring again, before Sally goes to pose on the turnbuckle. Leila removes her khimar, folds it up and then hands it to the referee who takes it away. Leila flicks her hair out as she turns to face back up to the stage. Sally poses on another turnbuckle, then jumps down to stand beside Leila, watching back up from where they came.

The lights in the arena go off as red lights flash in a form of a cross in front of the entrance. 'Second Coming' by Juelz Santana suddenly blasts through the speakers as smoke fills the ramp and Criss Cassidy slides through the curtains and onto the main stage. The lights come back on as Cassidy makes his way to the ring dressed in a dark red trench coat with the hood over his head. A large diamond chain with a holy cross pendant hangs from his neck as Cassidy walks up the steps and slides into the ring

[Paige] Making his way to the ring at this time, weighing in at two-hundred and five pounds: 'The Second Coming' Criss Cassidy!

[Harvey] And the question on everyone's lips is if Criss can work with Level-One for just tonight to get a win tonight.

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

[Paige] From Toronto, Ontario, Canada! Weighing in at two-hundred and seventy-three pounds, he is the current APW World Heavyweight Champion: Level-One!

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

[Harvey] And our World Champion is greeted with a most unwelcoming greeting from the fans.

[Chase] These fans wouldn't know greatness if it came out with a sign.

[Harvey] Either way, he's the last of the competitors in this match. We're ready to get underway!

The ref pats down both men, then gives them a talking to. Level-One stares over to Sally. Sally looks over to him, gives him a cute little wave. The ref is over to pat Sally and Leila down, then gives them a talking to. He discusses with the women who will be starting and Leila steps through the ropes, leaving Sally to start. She rolls over her shoulder, does a few squats and Criss steps through the ropes, leaving Level-One in the centre of the ring. The ref calls for the bell.

Ding ding!

Level-One and Criss Cassidy vs. Sally Talfourd and Leila Farrahi

The match is underway and Level-One tags out immediately to Criss. He steps through the ropes with a cocky smirk on his face. Criss is through the ropes in a flash and locked up before Sally has a chance to act. Criss gets the upper hand, bending Sally back towards the mat. Further she goes, but she does let up. The crowd rallies, cheering her on. Quickly she lays down on the mat gets her feet up into Criss' stomach and flips him over. Criss sails through the air and then hits the mat, laying up facing the roof. The crowd is all cheers as Sally rolls over and jumps up, waiting in the center of the ring for her opponent. Criss slams the mat, hard as he gets up. Sally casts a careful eye over her shoulder to Level-One, who raises his hands in innocence, showing off the cord he is holding. The ref calls for the match to continue, enticing Criss back to the center of the ring.

[Harvey] And the mind-games are started already between these four.

[Chase] This is going to be as much of a test of the mind as it will be of bodies.

Sally goes for another lock up, moving her fingers about in anticipation. Gut shot from Criss, doubles Sally over. He grabs the back of her head and throws her down to the mat. Goes for an elbow drop. Sally rolls out of the way. Criss is up as Sally gets there too. Clothesline from Criss. Ducked by Sally. Criss turns into a stiff forearm from Sally. And another. She beats him back to the corner. Shot after shot. Sally steps back, starts laying in some kicks. Reverse from Criss. He throws Sally into the corner and goes after her with chops of his own. Sally tries to clutch at her chest after the first few, but Criss keeps throwing her arm back. The ref is in to break it up, then starts the count. Criss backs away at the 4, casting a look at the ref and Sally as he steps away. Sally rubs her chest, mouths 'Ouch!' to Leila in her corner then goes back in after Criss.

Sally looks like she's into lock up. Hooks Criss' arm. Arm wringer. Into a wrist lock. Sally pulls down on the shoulder half-dozen times. Wringer the arm up and around, then starts driving it into her shoulder as she has her back to Criss. Steps around, carries the arm into a hammerlock. Sally starts to drive her shoulder into the back of Criss. She forces the arm up further. And further. She starts to walk Criss back to his corner. Level-One unloads the verbals at Criss and, as he gets near enough to tag in, Level-One backs away. Criss doesn't look at all happy at this and vents his frustration with a elbow to the side of Sally's head. It sends sally reeling, stumbling clear acts the ring. Criss and Level-One trade some words, then Criss is back into it. He catches Sally off-guard. Fisherman's suplex! Bridges into a pin. 1 … 2 . kick out. Sally breaks the bridge, rolls out. Both to their feet. Criss with a headlock on Sally. Backs into his corner. Level-One watches as Criss lays blows into the back of Sally who drops to her knees. Criss looks at Level-One again, doesn't even go for the tag.

[Harvey] And Level-One, again, proves that he's not going to mix it with Sally before Shockwave. I don't know how good this will be for his team though.

[Chase] Well don't forget that Sally has not interest in facing Level-One either. So both teams will be at a disadvantage.

Criss pulls Sally to the center of the ring. Pulls her up for a stalling suplex. Reversed into a tornado DDT! Sally rolls over, holding her back as she gets up. Criss a little stunned as he is up. Sally tags out to Leila and Level-One is yelling to Criss to get back to the corner to tag in. Criss stumbles back and makes the tag. But Sally is in the ring. Level yells for the ref to get her out, not even stepping through the ropes while she's still there. Sally smiles then waves to Level before stepping through the ropes. Leila is in, darts over to Level who hasn't made it through the ropes yet. She starts laying in kicks and strikes to the body, hoping to keep him off guard. Level gets in a big blow to Leila, then beats her back to the center of the ring. Belly-to-belly suplex from Level-One. Elbow drop follow-up. Another. Leila rolls to the ropes, gets her hands on them. The ref backs Level off. Leila is up. In for a lock up, but Leila gets on a headlock. Into a hammerlock. Wrist lock. Arm wringer, and forces Level down to his knees. Leila holds the lock, gets kicks in to Level's back. Level reaches over, pulls a leg out from under Leila.

[Chase] Leila better get used to Level-One, seeings how he's only going to fight her tonight.

Level in with mounted punches, then pulls Leila to her feet. Gut shot. Up and down with a stalling suplex. Level pulls Leila up again, goes for another stalling suplex to appease the booing crowd. Leila goes up, manages to swing around and into an inverted headlock neckbreaker. Level-One hits the mat, Leila goes over him and down with a leg drop. Leila back up and grabs Level's ankle. She starts to twist the foot, Level-One pulls Leila down for a small package. 1 … 2 . kick out. The crowd rallies behind Leila. Both get up, start trading blows but Level gets the upper-hand. Backbreaker from Level-One. Leila drops to the mat. Level-One down to Leila's legs. Starts to drop onto Leila's knees, driving an elbow into her right leg, and then leveraging up to cause even more damage. Leila screams out in pain, and eventually scrambles herself to the ropes. The ref starts the count, gets to the 3 before Level-One rolls off. Leila pulls herself up on the ropes. She stretches out her leg, then steps towards Level-One.

Level is after her, Leila rolls out and to her corner. She tags in Sally. Level turns and walks back to his corner and slaps Criss' shoulder hard. Criss is back in the ring with Sally, and the two start to stalk around the ring. Lock up, Criss behind Sally, locks in around the waits. With a gut-wrench he pulls her down to the mat, holds the lock then moves up with a headlock. The crowd starts to get behind Sally. She flips up, gets Criss into a pin: 1 … 2 . kick out! Criss lets go of the hold, both are up. Goes for a spinning wheel kick. Sally ducks, runs for the ropes, comes off with a leg lariat. Misses, as Criss rolls through it. He's up and then hits Sally with a roundhouse kick as she comes off the ropes a second time. Sally hits the mat, Criss goes down to lock up her legs.

[Harvey] Even with their experience and their recent form, neither have managed to carry the match their own way yet.

[Chase] It looks like that Criss and Level-One are just winning through strength here. If it stays at this pace, then Sally and Leila will have a tough time of it.

Sally reaches for the ropes, but can't make them. Criss reaches around for Sally's head. Sally can get back and hook the arm, pulling Criss off. She is quick to her feet, catching him on all fours and rolling him into a pin: 1 … 2 . kick out. Sally lays in a blow to Criss' face as she gets up, runs to the ropes and hits a sliding kick on him, straight into the ribs. Criss rolls up as Sally is up to his head, rolls him over and locks on the leg scissors. She uses her arms for leverage, pushing up and down to to wear Criss down. He starts to fade, his resistance being sapped out of him. The ref checks on him, then raises his hand. It falls to the mat. A second time. The third, and Criss holds it up. He manages to turn the hold on himself, Sally in a push-up position. Criss can push his way out, is straight up to his feet. Sally is up too, charges as Criss. Arm drag from Criss. Sally on the mat, Criss in with stomps to keep her down. Pulls her up, whips her into the ropes and hits her with a clothesline as she comes off. Sally back on the mat. Criss up to the top rope. Sally up. Criss off with a cross body. Rolls into a pin: 1 … 2 . kick out. Sally powers out of the pin, Criss rolls off.

[Harvey] The past few weeks have shown that it takes a lot to beat Sally. Criss knows how far he needs to take her to get the win, and he would have known that wasn't enough.

Both are up. Sally in with backhand chops. Criss with strikes to Sally. Sally under Criss' latest strike. Spinning wheel kick. Criss remains standing. Sally hits the ropes, comes off with a big boot. Criss catches her foot. Dragon whip from Sally sends Criss to the mat. Sally runs for the ropes again, comes off then and gets in another sliding kick into Criss' ribs. Sally is up, making a pass by Level-One. She blows him a kiss and then runs to her corner, tags in Leila. Level-One, again, tries to get Criss to stand and tag him in, but Leila is all over him. She goes after the arm that Sally had worked over earlier. With one knee she kneels on his shoulder and pulls back on his arm for a modified arm bar. Criss manages to get a foot on the rope, but damage has been done. Leila is off before the ref has to start the count. Criss is up again, stretching out his arm. Goes after Leila. Quick as a flash Leila catches Criss' arm, has him in a bent arm lock. She holds the lock, causing all sorts of pain. Level-One screams at Criss to get moving. Leila manages to force Criss to the mat. She goes after his arm again, looking for a sitting surfboard. Criss is able to to keep his injured arm cradled in front of him. He gets to his feet, Leila still holding his wrist. Pulled into a hard short-arm lariat! Criss falls to his knees as the lariat does as much damage to his arm as it does Leila. He can, however, crawl his way to the corner and tags in Level-One.

[Chase] And here comes the APW Champion like a house on fire!

Level is in like a bang with a savage kick to the side of her head. Leila hits the mat and does even twitch. Level steps over her to talk to Sally, who is hanging over the ropes. As he gets closer, Sally leans back away from him. He starts to talk to her, looking like he is pleading and reasoning with her. Sally yells at him, pointing to the same spot where she was attacked the previous week. Level-One turns back around, pulls Leila up with a front facelock. He walks back over to Sally's corner, continues to try and talk with her. Snap DDT! Level-One doesn't take his eyes of Sally as he sends Leila crashing down onto her own head. He gets back up, tries to get a word in sideways with a screaming Sally, then just waves her off with a brush of his hand. He turns his attention back to Leila who is on all fours. Pulls her up by the hair, whips her into the ropes. Leila comes off, Level-One brings her crashing down over his knee with a backbreaker!. Leila screams out as Level rolls her off him and down to the mat, and then into a pin: 1 … 2 .. kick out! Sally tries to get the crowd going, banging on the turnbuckle. Level-One laughs at her, rolls Leila over and starts to go for a Boston Crab. Leila tries to scramble out, but can't as Level sits down into the hold. Leila looks for the ropes, claws her way closer. She gets nearer and nearer, but can't make that final inch.

[Harvey] Leila needs to dig deep to find the strength to get there, otherwise this match might be over here!

Sally yells to Criss across the ring, who starts to climb in the ring. The ref goes to stop him. Sally uses the distraction to grab hold of the top rope, plants both her feet on the bottom rope and pushes it the last distance to Leila's outstretched hand. The crowd are all cheers! She slips back to her corner, neither the ref of Level-One clued in. The ref settles Criss and then turns to find Leila holding the rope. He starts the count, Level-One letting her free at the 3. The ref berates Level for holding on, and tells him to get his team into order while Leila crawls back towards Sally. Level catches her foot before she can get to her partner, pulls her back to the middle of the ring. He starts to drop elbows into the small of her back, continuing to work her over. Leila rolls onto her back, Level one goes for a leg drop this time. Somehow Leila has enough wits to take the hit, grab Level's leg and reverse him into a knee bar! Level is caught by complete surprise, the pain shooting up his leg. Leila isn't strong enough to keep him from edging to the ropes, but it gives her a chance to get her wits about her. Level makes the ropes, the ref starts the count, Leila lets go at the 3.

Both get up, Level stretches out his leg, walking it off. Leila grabs at her back, trying to get herself straight. Level comes in with a clothesline. Leila rolls under, catches Level's ankle with her feet and trips him up. Level goes to his knee, Leila is up quickly, goes to the ropes and comes off with a dropkick to the back of the head! Level sprawls across the mat, Leila can't capitalise as she holds her back as she makes it to her feet. She crawls over to her corner and slap hands with Sally who slowly steps through the ropes to stand over Level-One. As he comes up, he realises there's been the swap. Sally stares holes down into him. Then up at him as he stands over her. She takes a step closer to him. He steps back. The Two start trading world, then Level turns and quickly tags in Criss, who just stands there bewildered. Level rolls under the ropes, then makes his way to Nicky Paige, snatching her microphone from her.

[Level-One] Now listen Sally. You might try and play this all out as you the victim and me the bad guy. But everyone here has seen what's happened last week. Those thugs were out there to make a mockery of me, the APW Champion. You whole reason you're here tonight is do the same thing. You're no better than them!

All of a sudden, Criss is off the top rope with a flying dropkick to the back of Sally. She goes into the ropes, comes off and gets scoop into a pin from Criss: 1 … 2 .. kick out! The crowd is all over the place, first drowning out Level with boos, then cheers as Sally kicks out at the last second. Criss pulls Sally up. Whipped to the corner. Follows her in with a Stinger splash. Sally stumbles out of the corner, hits the mat. Criss in for a cocky pin: 1 … 2 .. kick out! The fans erupt again, as Sally gets the shoulder up. She's looking a little worse for wear as Criss goes to pull her up with her good arm. He gets her into a headlock, but can't lock it in. Sally busts out, knocks his arms out the way, grabs hold of his head and pulls him down into a double knee facebuster – the Implant Buster! Criss bounces off and drops down to the mat. Sally rolls in for a pin: 1 … 2 . kick out! The crowd is up in arms. Sally rolls off, looking to keep the upper-hand. Criss is climbing to his feet. Springboard bulldog! Sally rolls through and to her feet. Keeps the flurry of strikes going. Shining Wizard as Criss gets to his knees! Criss is all but out out after all this, flat on the mat. Sally in for a pin: 1 … 2 … kick out!

[Harvey] Level-One won't even step into the ring to save his partner and ensure his victory!

[Chase] And why should he? He shouldn't dignify this match with his presence unless he is proving to everyone why he is APW champion.

Sally looks to the ref in amazement, the crowd convinced that was a 3. She rolls off, sitting beside Criss to recoup herself. She looks over to Criss, then to Level-One (who has climbed back up to his corner) and shakes her head at him at not venturing in to save his partner. She stands up, stretching out and loosening up, then pulls Criss up and whips him to the corner. Leila is suddenly in the ring, crouches in front of Criss. Sally sets off from the opposite corner, hits Poetry in Motion! Leila gets ushered out by the ref as Sally rolls Criss back to the center of the ring. She locks on a front facelock as they lie down on the mat, then Sally forced Criss up. She turns him into inverted facelock neckbreaker – Lovelace Choker! Sally rolls Criss up for the pin: 1 … 2 .. kick out! Sally looks like she's wearing out, makes her way over to Leila and tags out.

Leila is in. Knee drops to the head. Criss is struggling to get away. Leila is down quickly, links the arm that they worked over and goes for the triangle armbar. She fights to get it locked in, but finally breaks his hold. She lays right back, leveraging with all her weight. Criss doesn't have a chance to tap as Level-One is in and with a vicious boot to the face for Leila he breaks the hold. Criss crawls to his corner, Level-One steps through the ropes and makes the tag. He makes it to the top rope and comes off with a leg drop across Leila's chest!

Leila clutches at her chest as Level-One rolls her up for a pin: 1 … 2 .. kick out! Level looks over to the ref with a look. Sally leads the crowd in a steady clap, getting her to her feet. Level-One goes in for to hook her arms. Leila manages to slip out and comes around sidekicks. Again and again she connects with Level-One's lower ribs. He starts taking steps back, then is up against the ropes. The ref calls for Leila to stop with the flurry of strikes, but she doesn't relent! Kick after kick finds its mark, each one proving her point to Level-One. Finally he's had enough and bursts out with a clothesline which flattens Leila. She hits the mat as Level-One powers past her. He turns to take hold of Leila again, but turns instead to face Sally, who caught Leila on the way down to the mat. The ref calls it a legal tag and Level-One turns to face Crisss – who doesn't look much chop after his round of abuse and hurting arm. He slaps him across the face to tag him in, gives him some stern words, then steps out the ring.

Criss is wary to come in. Sally is perky on her toes. She goes at him, sidesteps him, then hooks his arms. Backslide into a pin: 1 … 2 .. kick out. Sally up again. Backhand chop. Another. Another. Another. Forearm strike now. Kick to the gut. Front facelock. Facebreaker DDT! Sally is up immediately, races to her corner and up to the top rope. Criss to all four. Sally launches, connects with a diving leg bulldog – Danger Zone! Sally rolls Criss up for a pin: 1 … 2 .. kick out! Criss with an amazing show of courage and strength powers out of the pin and gets his bad shoulder up. Sally sits there in disbelief. She gets Criss' arm into a wrist lock down on the mat. She kips over, bridging into the hold to get more leverage on it. Criss manages to get a foot on the rope in the nick of time. The ref starts the count and Sally is off at the 2. He lays there on the mat, rolling over to lay on his arm to protect is. Sally gets up, brushes her hair out of her eyes and then moves to stand over Criss. She grabs the wrist of his good arm. The crowd are on their feet, knowing what's coming. She slaps the bicep of his other shoulder, forcing the arm out. She quickly snatches up the wrist. She steps, but pulling Criss as far back as she can. Curb stomp! Criss' face slams into the mat as Sally stands over him, then gives a look to Level-One.

Sally pulls Criss to his feet, then locks him in for an STO. Leila is in, looking worse for wear but with enough strength to double team Criss with a double STO! Her crashes into the mat. The ref tries to get Leila out, but Sally has Criss on his feet already. Leila goes after Criss with a Russian leg sweep while Sally comes in with her neckbreaker – their trademark Heart Breaker! The ref grabs hold of Leila, pulling her up and pushing her to the ropes to get out. Sally goes in for a pin, but has to wait for the ref to return her attention to the match. Finally he turns around when Leila takes the cord. Slides in for the count: 1 … 2 … kick out! Criss kicks out! Sally rolls off in amazement.

Sally pulls herself up, then goes over to her corner. She talks something over with Leila, then returns to Criss who has started to struggle his way back to his corner. Sally grabs his ankle, stopping his progress. She pulls Criss up by the head, then drives her hip into his gut. Again, then follows up with forearm strikes. Finally she runs around him, locks on a waist lock. She's going for a German suplex it seems, but can't budge Criss. Level-One, on the apron, laughs at Sally's effort. Shaam! Leila is in with a superkick to the jaw of Criss. Leila dives out the ring. With that extra force, Sally throws Criss over for a German suplex! It's the TaTa For Now, Sally and Leila's combo finisher! Sally rolls over to Criss, rolls him up for a pin. 1 … 2 … 3!

[Paige] Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of this match by pinfall: Sally Talfourd and Leila Farrahi!

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Level-One is livid on the apron, staring holes into Criss and Sally. 'Kiss You Off' hits the PA again. Leila rolls back into the ring to stand alongside Sally, staring back at Level-One. The ref is in to raise the hands of the victors, but only for a moment. He dives down to check on Criss. Sally and Leila exchange a hug, then back away towards the far side of the ring. Level-One steps through the ropes, walks towards the center of the ring. Sally steps forward, exchanging words with the APW Champion. The two get as close as they can without touching. They both stop speaking, then start backing up. Sally taps her wrist, where her clock would be. Level-One waves her away and goes to climb out the ring. He stares down at Criss, then steps over him to get to the ropes. Leila and Sally go to celebrate more, posing with each other before they roll out the ring and make their way back up to the stage.

[Harvey] And a huge win there for The Ones. Sally and Leila, to me, looked like they came together at the right time in that match and got what might be called an upset.

[Chase] Are you kidding? It's no upset if you need to cheat to win. They don't deserve that win at all.

[Harvey] You might call it cheating, others might call it tag team wrestling. Either way, if they can keep this form up, they have quite a future as a team here at APW. Anyway, coming up next ...

The camera cuts backstage to The Axis of Awesome's locker room/office. Biggs and Cyrus are already in their ring gear, preparing for their match against the AKA. All of a sudden, the door bursts open, and in walk Slade Craven and Assassin! The cheers from the fans in the arena can be heard as the AKA appears on the tron. Biggs and Cyrus get into defensive stances, while Ellie hides behind the two of them. Assassin raises his arms up a bit as he begins to speak.

Assassin: Whoa, easy there! We're not here to fight you, at least not yet. We're just here to talk.

Cyrus: What's there to talk about? You hate us, and we hate you!

Slade: True, but the two of us couldn't help but notice that you didn't bar the Greatness and Red Shield Mafia from ringside for our match tonight. And to be honest, that makes us very suspicious.

Biggs: We don't have to explain ourselves to you! Besides, we're going to be out there in that ring too! It makes no sense for us to try and set you up while we're in the ring. With their numbers advantage, we'd be caught in the crossfire as well. Still, if you have something to say, say it quick...

APW Overdrive fades to a commercial break.

[President Jeff]

Paige: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall!

Muse's “Uprising” begins to play as the lights flash alternately orange and blue. The crowd boos loudly as The Axis of Awesome appears on the stage, accompanied by Ellie. In a slight reversal of the norm, Biggs is wearing orange and Cyrus is wearing blue, while Ellie is in her normal purple attire, although she's carrying a large purple hand bag with her.

Paige: Making their way to the ring first, at a combined weight of 457 pounds, accompanied by Ellie, Chris Cyrus and Biggs, The Axis of Awesome!

Chase: Woohoo! Here comes the most dominant duo in APW today, The Axis of Awesome!

Harvey: That's debatable, but what isn't debatable is that they are merely a duo against a team of six men, namely, the merged groups of the Greatness and Red Shield Mafia! I don't care how dominant you are, two against six is never good odds!

The trio makes their way down the ramp, mocking the fans as they do so, exuding confidence all the way to the ring. Once they reach the ring, Biggs holds the ropes open for Ellie, and once she's in, Biggs and Cyrus slingshot themselves over the ropes in unison, and head to the center of the ring. Ellie removes Cyrus' ring jacket first, and then removes Biggs' jacket and shades, giving him a peck on the cheek as she does so. They then turn their attention to the stage, awaiting the entrance of their opponents.

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.

Paige: And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of 500 pounds, Slade Craven and Assassin, The A$$ Kickers Anonymous!

Harvey: The AKA have had a tough time picking up wins ever since they returned here to APW. But despite these set backs, they're just as popular as ever with the fans!

Chase: Popularity won't win you matches, though! These two desperately need to avoid being beaten again tonight, because they've already lost to Th Sports Nutz and The RSM since coming back. A loss to the Axis tonight could potentially be a crippling blow to their confidence heading into the Fatal Fourway Tag Team Title Match at Shockwave!

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.

All four men stand in the ring, staring one another down. Ellie has yet to leave the ring as the fans are on their feet, preparing for this confrontation of old rivals! Suddenly, the cheers turn to boos as The RSM can be seen hopping the barricade, while Kilgore and The Sports Nutz come running down the ramp! Biggs grabs Ellie's handbag, pulling out an electric Cattle Prod, while tossing a pair of Brass Knuckles to Cyrus! Slade pulls a couple of ball bats out from underneath his trench coat, handing one to Assassin right as Craig Mueller and Diamante Valentine slide into the ring! Biggs jabs the Cattle Prod into the chest of Mueller, shocking the heck out of him, while Slade takes a mighty swing, clocking Valentine in the midsection! The fans are one their feet, cheering at the top of their lungs as the rest of the attackers stop in their tracks, reluctant to get in the ring!

Harvey: I never thought that I would ever see the day where The AKA and The Axis of Awesome would be working together, but here it is!

The fans are still in a frenzy as Dunpork grabs a hold of the ropes to pull himself up onto the apron, but Assassin charges at him with the bat! Dunpork is smart enough to leave well alone and gets back down to the floor. Mannie reaches in and pulls Valentine out beneath the ropes, while Kilgore does the same with Mueller. The combined forces of The RSM and Greatness head back up the ramp, glaring at the four men and woman in the ring! As they head up the ramp, Slade hands the ball bat to Ellie and calls for a mic.

Slade: Hold up a moment! I got something I want you all to hear!

The RSM/Greatness stops about halfway up the ramp, still glaring at their adversaries.

Slade: Now before all of y'all think that the AKA and The Axis have suddenly become buddy-buddy, let me tell you that this alliance you see in the ring right now was born out of necessity. We can't stand them, and they can't sure as hell can't stand us, but there's an old adage that says the enemy of my enemy is my friend! You see, Assassin and I figured that the only real advantage all you cowards have is the numbers game. The Axis used to pull it on us all the time. So we decided to talk to the Axis, let them know about our idea, and ran with it.

Slade hand the mic off to Biggs. Biggs still wields the cattle prod in his other hand, and Ellie gives Slade his bat back.

Biggs: There's a reason why I didn't ban you jerks from ringside tonight, and it was because we wanted to let you know that you no longer have the upper hand! And while it pains Cyrus and myself to have to rely on the AKA, we know it pains them just as much. But as Machiavelli stated in “The Prince,” the ends justify the means. In this case, the ends are basic survival at this point, as both our groups have been absolutely ravaged by your little super group. But if ensuring that we make it to Shockwave means we have to side with our bitter rivals, well, we're going to make that choice every darn time!

But come Shockwave, it'll be every team for themselves, and while that'll be no skin off the backs of the AKA or The Axis, we'll see just how strong the union between The Red Shield Mafia and The Greatness really is! We don't think your partnership will be able to survive the Fatal Fourway, and as we've seen in the past, without each other, The RSM and Greatness are nothing!

Dunpork and J.R. Kingston have to restrain Young Mannie at this point, as he wants to rush back to the ring. Biggs cracks his trademark smirk as Cyrus laughs behind him. Assassin stands menacingly in the ring as Slade taunts The RSM/Greatness.

Harvey: What a turn of events we've just witnessed!

Chase: There must be dogs and cats living together, because I never thought that The Axis of Awesome would ever dream of siding with the AKA!

APW goes to commercial break as the RSM/Greatness broods on the ramp, and The AKA & Axis stand confidently in the ring before leaving

As everyone has left the ring. Cooper Conrad runs out through the curtain, runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. All of the sudden, the lights in the arena go out. On the big screen, a picture of a cross is seen, drenched and soaked in blood. All of the sudden, pyro goes off at the top of the ramp. Nemesis by Cradle of Filth begins to play on the PA, and out walks someone in a hooded cloak. Walking very slowly to the ring, the figure rolls in under the bottom rope, and begins to stalk Cooper Conrad.

Harvey: This person has been stalking Cooper Conrad all week!

Chase: Yeah! Who in the hell is this?

The figure in the cloak takes Cooper down and then begins to stomp all over Cooper Conrad, kicking him everywhere possible. The figure then grabs Conrad up by the neck, and kicks him in the gut.

Harvey: What the hell now? OH!

Chase: FLIP PILEDRIVER! MY GOD!

The figure in the cloak then stands up and takes off the robe.

Chase: WHAT THE HELL! THAT’S THE ENFORCER OF SORROW!

Harvey: THAT’S NATHANIEL HAVOK! NATHANIEL HAVOK HAS COME TO APW!

The fans jumps from their seats in awe as Nathaniel Havok goes to work on Cooper Conrad. He begins to kick him all over once again, before picking him back up, and delivering a front-faced suplex. He then sets Conrad up, and makes his way up to the top rope.

Chase: He has amazing high risk skills! Here we go!

Harvey: WOW! SHOOTING STAR PRESS! Nathaniel Havok has made a statement!

Chase: And it’s all at Cooper Conrad’s expense!

Nemesis by Cradle of Filth blares over the PA as Nathaniel Havok hit’s the top rope and celebrates his APW debut. EMT’s come out and assist Cooper Conrad outside the ring, as we go to commercial break.

[President Jeff]

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.

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

Paige: Introducing first, from Atlanta Georgia….JOHN GREEN!

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

Paige: And his opponent

Bryan appears from underneath the tron, a little smirk displayed from underneath his shades. He pauses looking out over the crowd while he says something that's lost in the noise from the people and the music and then starts to head down towards the ring. He pauses along the way to clasp a few hands of fans hanging out over the edge of the crowd barrier.

Paige: From Toyko Japan…BRYAN PAYNE!

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

Bryan Payne Vs John Green


The bell rings and the two wrestlers shake hands before circling each other and lock up. Bryan grabs John’s arm and twists it and has John in a wrist lock. John fights the pain and then kicks Bryan in the gut and then twists Bryan’s arm, causing Bryan to flip over to the mat. Bryan nips up to his feet and then takes John’s arm into a hammer lock and then into a head lock. John shoots Bryan off into the ropes and John goes for a high knee to the face, but Bryan ducks it and comes back with a baseball slide between John’s legs. John turns and then both John and Bryan go for a drop kick. They get up and have a stand off and the fans clap and cheer for the two former Heavyweight Champs.

Harvey: Counter after counter. This shows the kind of wrestlers these two are.

Chase: They may act like friends now, but wait till this match takes off.

Bryan and John shake hands again and they go for a lock up and Bryan kicks John and starts punching him to the ropes. Bryan throws John, but John reverses it and goes to knee Bryan in the stomach, but Bryan is able to counter by flipping over John’s knee, and rolls him up in a school boy
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John gets up and Bryan gets a dropkick in to the knee of John, keeping him down. Bryan grabs John’s leg and pulls him to the middle of the ring and locks in the half crab, pulling back on the knee and adding pressure to the lower back. John is too strong still and is able to drag himself to the bottom rope, causing the hold to be broken. Bryan lets go of the hold and then kicks John a few times before lifting him up, putting him in the corner and chops him. Bryan throws John to the opposite corner and then runs at him but John gets an elbow up and fires out of the corner with punches. He punches Bryan to the ropes and then kicks him, hooks his arms for the Head Splitter, but Bryan breaks free and counter with a Back Body Drop, sending John to the floor.

Harvey: Bryan just send John right in front of us.

Chase: They better stay away from me.

Bryan waits for John to rise to his feet and as he does, Bryan vaults himself over the ropes with a cross body, but John catches him and then runs Bryan’s lower back into the ring post, and John drops Bryan. John then picks Bryan up and slams his face into the bring barrier and then throws him, back first into it. The ref is at the count of 5 as John rolls Bryan into the ring. John follows him in and picks Bryan up and gives him a back breaker and then covers
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Harvey: John is really working in the lower back of Bryan. With no strength in the back, there’s not much Bryan can do.

John picks Bryan up and throws him into the corner as hard as he can. Bryan hit’s the corner and falls to the mat. John pulls Bryan away from the ropes and locks in the camel clutch. Bryan fights the pain as John sits on Bryan’s lower back. Bryan fights back and gets to his feet with John still holding on. With John on his back, Bryan falls backwards, crushing John under him. Both guys fight to their feet and exchange some punches and Bryan bounces off the ropes and as he comes back, John catches him in a sleeper hold. Bryan tries to fight it. He drops to a knee and then stands back up and counters the sleeper with a Jaw Breaker. John holds his jaw as Bryan gets up and nails John with a standing Enzurguri. Bryan covers
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Chase: John is going to feel that one in the morning. Did you hear that kick Darren?

Bryan pulls John to his feet and gives him a European uppercut and John stumbles into the corner. Bryan gives him another European upper cut and then grabs John’s and gives him a northern lights suplex into a pin.
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Bryan waits for John to get up and as he does, Bryan runs off the ropes and John jumps up and connects with a high knee to the face. John covers
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Harvey: What a match this has turned out to be here tonight on Overdrive.

Bryan gets to his feet and John punches him a few times in the head and John goes for a clothesline, but Bryan ducks it and jumps on the back of John, locking in the sleeper and gives him a body scissor as well. John stays on his feet and John runs backwards into the corner, but ends up traping the ref, crushing him and the ref is down.

Chase: Lets get a new ref out here.

Just then, Shaun Kilgore, The Sports Nutz and The Red Shield Mafia make their way onto the stage.

Harvey: What are they doing out here. They have no business out here?

They slowly start walking down to the ring as Bryan and John exchange punches and Bryan takes John down with a DDT. Bryan looks up and see’s the two groups coming down.

Chase: We learned earlier tonight from Biggs that Shaun Kilgore and Bryan Payne will fight for the Overdrive title at Shockwave. So that must have something to do with this.

Bryan stands in the middle of the ring as the two groups surround the ring. Then all at once, they all come in and start attacking Bryan in a 6 on 1 attack. Bryan stands no chance as he’s taken down almost immediately. After a few seconds of the beat down, John Green is up and he attacks the Sports Nutz and the RSM, but the numbers are too big for him as he gets attacked as well. Kilgore takes Bryan and gives him the Ender and then Young Mannie gives John the Death by Mannie. John Green’s new partner, Crazy Joe runs from the back with a chair in hand. As he slides into the ring, the two groups slides out and heads up the ramp. Joe continues to chase after them with the chair as everyone makes their way to the back leaving Bryan and John laying next to each other in the ring.

Harvey: We need some help out here

EMT's run out and begin checking on both Bryan and John and we go to commercial.

Winner: No Contest

[President Jeff]

We find ourselves in the general managers office. Biggs, wearing a fancy suit stands in-front of mirror trying to improve on what he already sees as perfection. Ellie appears in the reflection of the mirror draping a tie over his neck.

Ellie: How do you like this one?

Biggs: It goes AWESOME with my complexion. Babe, I think I found the one.

Ellie smiles flirtatiously, as she helps apply the tie to Biggs and neatly works it into his suite.

Ellie: You wouldn't happen to be referring to me, would you?

Biggs: Of course I would. You know, I'm glad we were invited to this gathering tonight. I've been so busy in Siberia only to come back to run the show here; we haven't been able to make some time for a date in weeks!

Ellie clutches Biggs around the waist as he runs his hands through his hair and smiles. Ellie's eyes wander as she comes upon a great concern.

Ellie: Now that Sally Talfourd is allied with Level-One will that mean that she's going to be there too? She's made a habit out of interfering between us as of late!

Biggs: Well, it's possible. Though, given what happened to her last week!? I doubt she'll show up.

Ellie unwraps her arms around Biggs and steps in-front of him, checking herself out in the mirror. She looks back for Biggs, approval but he's too busy adjusting the cuffs on his suite.

Ellie: Aren't your forgetting something?

A light bulb goes off in Biggs head. He plants his palm against his forehead to emphasis his lapse in judgement.

Biggs: I didn't get Level-One a gift! I can't believe I could make such an amateur mistake. What in the world could I get him?

Ellie: Biggs!?

Biggs: Not now, Ellie. I need to go into my thinking chair and work this dilemma out. I can't show up without a gift! No way!

Ellie crosses her arms as Biggs begins to walk away, he stops, looks back and smiles.

Biggs: By the way did I tell you that your looking absolutely stunning tonight as you always, do?

Biggs walks off leaving, Ellie by herself. She looks in the mirror and straightens up her posture, eventually feigning a prideful smile acknowledging Biggs, stamp of approval.

Ellie: Sally Talfourd doesn't have anything on me...

We go to ringside

Harvey: And up next we have Champion vs Champion!

Chase: Overdrive Champion vs Xtreme Champion.

Harvey: Right, I-

Chase: Kilgore vs Crazy Joe…

Harvey: We just said tha-

Chase: The Showstopper vs Joey Craze

Harvey (shouting): WILL YOU CUT THAT OUT!?

Chase: …what?

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Colleyville Texas, standing at 6’5” and weighting in at 247lbs… The Overdrive Champion: SHAUN KILGOOORE!

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

Harvey: Well the new Overdrive Champion looks pretty excited tonight.

Chase: And why shouldn’t he be? He just toppled Chris Cyrus to win the title… and with the Greatness joining forces with the Red Shield Mafia these guys are taking APW over!

Harvey: It’s certainly true, a growing list of the APW roster is becoming victims of their spree of wanton violence here and to be honest I really don’t see an end in sight until someone puts their foot down to put a stop to it.

Chase: Ha! They’d just break it off!

Paige: And his opponent, hailing from Boston Mass. Standing at 6’3” and weighing in at 250lbs, he is the current Xtreme Champion: CRAAZZY! Joe

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

Chase: The Xtreme Champion looks pretty spry tonight too, I’m a little surprised by that.

Harvey: What? Why?

Chase: Well he and his new tag partner John Green had a hell of a match last week; they really tore each other apart in the ring. But he doesn’t seem to be showing many signs of the match itself.

Harvey: Well that’s just a sign of how well he recovers from injury. Pretty important if you’re going to enter APW’s Xtreme Division.

*DING DING*

Crazy Joe Vs Shaun Kilgore


The match starts off rather oddly as Joe charges toward Kilgore who ducks his upper body between the ring ropes so that the ref waves Joe off. Frustrated he waits for Shaun to get reset and charges again only to see Kilgore use the same tactic much to the crowd’s displeasure.

Harvey: What? I don’t get it…

Chase: What do you mean it’s brilliant!

Harvey: Yeah? Well enlighten us…

Chase: Joe is obviously really up for this match; Kilgore is getting into his head making Joe slow it down to take him off his game.

As if his words were prophetic Joe charges in for Kilgore again and is caught by surprise when instead of backing off Kilgore sets wrapping his arms around Joe’s middle and flinging him back into a snap suplex knocking the breath out of Joe and pushing up on his toes to bridge over.

One….

Kickout!

Harvey: Woah.. Joe has got to be careful here! This is not the same kind of match he had last week, Kilgore is a fully rounded wrestler.

Joe rolls over shaking his head to clear it, swinging his arms largely ineffectually to ward off Kilgore as he takes a hold of him again lifting him up and then falling to one knee with his other extended bringing Joe down across his leg in a backbreaker. Joe yells out and rolls over onto his stomach, his hands pushing against the canvas as he tries to work his way over to a corner but he’s stopped halfway there as Kilgore grabs him around the face and chin and then squats down on his lower back as he leans backwards.

Kilgore: That’s right! That’s right! HOW’S IT FEEL?!

Joe cries out reaching for the ropes but his hands are about six inches from them still while the ref checks on him. Joe reaches his hands up to Kilgore’s pulling down on them as though trying to break the hold, but isn’t very successful. Never the less after a few more moments Kilgore slips his hand’s free and lets Joe fall back against he canvas one of his hands clutching at his lower back as Shaun gets up shouting at the crowd who are booing resoundingly. He walks over to the ropes grabbing the top one with one hand screaming threats at them for a few moments before he walks back over to where Joe is struggling; one hand on his back and the other trying to use the ropes to get back to his feet.

Chase: Kilgore appears to be targeting Joe’s lower back.

Harvey: …. No. Really? Got anymore enlightening tips for us tonight? Oh wait, this just in Chase… Crazy Joe wears a mask!

Kilgore takes a running start as Joe clutches at the turnbuckles, ramming his knee right into his lower back making Joe cry out again, and then wraps his arms around Joe’s waist and pulls trying to pull him over into a German Suplex. Joe’s hands just catch the top rope in the corner and Kilgore suddenly loses his grip with the force he pulls with and stumbles back several steps before catching his balance and charges right back in; Joe is able to jump onto the bottom turnbuckle and spring off it catching Kilgore around the neck out of nowhere with a clothesline that sends him sprawling to the mat. Joe falls down to his knees afterwards as Kilgore springs back up going after Joe again, this time Joe somehow trips Kilgore up with a toe drop hold sending Shaun to the mat again. As Kilgore gets up off the mat the third time his whole face is red with pure rage. He charges at Joe again and Joe steps forward to try to grab him, but at the last moment Kilgore does a baseball slide right between Joe’s legs and somehow ends up behind him. Back on his feet he hits the second rope and does a spring board kick that catches Joe in the side of the head sending him stumbling back into the ropes and then ultimately onto the canvas.

Harvey: Oh my, what an exchange by these two. Just when Joe looked like he was about to turn the tables on the Overdrive champion Kilgore is able to recover. I dunno how he did it.

Chase: Easy, he kept his eyes on the goal.

Harvey: Kilgore has been amazingly aggressive in this match, it looks like he’s trying to make some kind of a statement just weeks away from Shockwave to whomever his opponent will be.

Shaun walks back over towards Joe and gets him up to his feet. He sets up behind Joe and wraps one of his arms back around his own head setting him up for some kind of suplex when Joe’s other fist lashes out suddenly catching Kilgore right in the face. Shaun is staggered for a moment and Joe is able to free his arm, but rather than releasing the hold Kilgore drops lower into a waist lock trying to maintain his grip. He tries to pick Joe up and his feet lift a few inches off the ground before returning twice, and then is able to wiggle around just enough to start hammering the side of Kilgore’s head with brutal elbow shots that stagger the Overdrive champ. Suddenly released Joe pushes against the ropes to get a little spring and charges back towards Kilgore grabbing the back of his head and pulling him into a bulldog as he crashes down to the canvas; the crowd roars its approval as Kilgore’s skull thuds against the mat.

Harvey: Oh my, I don’t believe it, Joe fights his way out of that pardiciment and.. yes he’s going for a pin on the stunned Showstopper!

One…

Two

Kickout!

Chase: I think Kilgore got a bit married to whatever he was trying to do there and rather than adjust he let himself get into a bad situation. Now he’s in a heap of trouble and has got to find a way to claw his way out of it!

Joe gets shakily back on his feet pulling Kilgore with him by the arm until he is finally able to get him on his feet and irish whips him into a corner. He moves up beside him and climbs up two turnbuckles holding Kilgore’s head back and hammers down with his fists as the crowd counts the blows for him.

“One!”

“TWO!”

The ref raises a fuss telling him to get Kilgore out of the corner but Joe just ignores him for the moment continuing to rain blows down on a Kilgore who seems helpless to protect himself from the big right hands thudding against his skull.

“Three!”

“FOUR”

“FIVE”

“Six”

“SEVEN!”

Right before the ref totally loses his cool, Kilgore somehow gets a hold of himself wrapping his arms around Joe’s hips and shoving him backwards. Joe manages to land on his feet but staggers a step before charging back towards Kilgore who greets him with a boot raised that meets Joe right in the jaw knocking him over after he fumbles for the ropes trying, unsuccessfully to catch himself on them. Shaun goes down to one knee, his hand pressed against the side of his head where the punches were landing.

Harvey: Wow, this match is surprising everyone with the physicality both of these guys are bringing into what… well essentially is an exhibition! Neither one of them have anything to gain here tonight but they are going at it like both their titles and the Heavy Weight Championship thrown in were all on the line!

Chase: Yeah they’re really going at it.

Harvey: Are you stoned?

Chase: -wha?

Kilgore has gotten shakily to his feet, obviously still feeling the effects of the punches but stubbornly forces himself forward as he pulls Joe up onto his feet and slams his face with his hand gripping it tightly.

Harvey: Oh my… here it comes… the Ender!

Joe struggles his feet shifting around as Shaun struggles to maintain the grip trying to squeeze enough to make Joe hold still for the split second he needs to pick him up and end the match. The two go back and forth slowly turning in a circle when Joe’s feet suddenly hit the turnbuckles running up two of them as he breaks Shaun’s hold on his face and grabs the back of his head doing a backflip off the turnbuckle as he grabs Kilgore’s head and slams it down into the canvas.

Chase: Crazy DDT! Oh my god.

Harvey: What ring awarness to realize he was in trouble and know where the turnbuckles were.. he’s going for the pin!!!

One!

The crowd yells out the count with the ref.

Two!

Three!

And then explodes onto its feet with a roar of approval!

Winner: Crazy Joe

Harvey: Joe has done it! He’s done it!

Chase: yay….

Harvey: Can I get a new partner, please?!

Chase: You’re stuck with me.

Paige: Here is your winner… CRAZZZZY JOE!!

Harvey: What a contest between two great champions. Weeks before shockwave when both men will face their first defenses they laid it all out on the line tonight; I know both of their challenges will be watching this tape very closely to see what they can learn about the Overdrive and Xtreme Champions!

Joe is in the middle of the ring with Title in hand and is celebrating, and then "This Means War" by Busta Rhymes plays over the loud speaker. The crowd is buzzing with confusion. Cooper Conrad himself is also looking towards the entrance ramp in confusion. On the jumbo tron the name "Mark Mania" flashes. Everyone, encluding Joe looks at the Titantron, confused as we go to our final commercial break

[President Jeff]

Thursday night overdrive returns to the ring, which has been decked out with red carpet for a special occasion. Put you on game by Lupe Fiasco; begins to fade out as Level-One stands in the ring, APW world championship straddled upon his shoulder; being battered by the fans equipped with ear rattling, jeers. On a table located right behind him is a large cake decked out with edible wrestling related decorations, like tables, ladders and chairs. The cake itself, being one large square wrestling ring.

Strategically placed behind the cake are a series of photos highlighting Level-One's illustrious career filled with successes only the little people in the crowd could bare to imagine. These photos highlight his first championship, the EWC television championship. His first world title, the EWC world heavyweight champion. The centre piece was a much large photo of him, holding the True Experts championship high above his head. He stared at this table and marvelled in his own success grinning from ear to ear.

This was his night. A birthday celebration. The truth was, this was more then a after party then anything else. After all; why would a guy as great as the APW world champion spend his time celebrating with the very fans that inspire his gag reflex? With all the distractions and flash in the pan APW world champions that followed after his rein came to an unnecessary end, he felt the need to paint a portrait of himself thus once again reminding them what a world heavyweight champion was born to look like.

Level-One: Ladies and gentlemen, donkeys and piglets, alike. Tonight, I'm privileged to inform you that you've all paid thousands and thousands of dollars collectively to attend my birthday celebration here tonight. Little do you foolish piss-ants know is that if you showed me a little bit more respect maybe I would have just invited you all, free of charge!

The fans jeers shakes the arena at it's core. The APW champion, simply soaks up the crowds heat and doesn't even attempt to hide it. The smile still remains engraved on his face; knowing not much, could ruin his night.

Level-One: The fact is, the APW has decided to give me this time to party live on national television... simply because, I am the show. And if I wasn't born on that sunny August afternoon; then where would we all be today? Certainly not here; because you are all here to see ME! Truth be told there is no shame in that. With millions and millions of people in this world; it's a miracle that I on my own have been talented enough to accomplish all this. So, not only am I a multiple time APW world champion but I also do miracle work on the side! It's only a matter of time before August, 10; goes down as national holiday, celebrating the great work I have done. Thank me later, folks.

The fans haven't stopped booing, as Level-One turns his attention to the ramp, extending his hand out up in the air; introducing, his special guest list.

Level-One: So tonight, I want to get this party started by bringing two great people,who are AWESOME in the job that they take on, behind the scenes in the APW. I may be the greatest competitor of all time but Biggs, is the greatest general manager of all time! And on my birthday, success is what we celebrate...

Level-One stops and pauses as if he forget to add, something.

Level-One: For the record, Sally Talfourd is invited too; as I figured she would be the perfect candidate to represent all you little people in a way you people fail to do every day of your pathetic lives. Bring, out my special guests!

Level-One waves his hand towards the ring and if on Que, Biggs accompanied by his fiance Ellie steps out onto the ramp. Biggs is wearing, a high class suite that screams, PROFESSIONAL!; Ellie wears an expensive dress that compliments her lady parts in a way the unseen third guest couldn't comprehend.

Harvey: You know Chase, there is something funny about, only two people attending Level-One's birthday party...

Chase: Shut up, you! I was invited too! Unfortunately, I got stuck commentating beside you. You suck.

Biggs struts down the ramp,with Ellie clinging to his shoulder; fans lean over the barricades, vocalizing their displeasure. The power couple ignore the chants of disapproval knowing that they have each other. As they enter the ring, Biggs lowers the ropes allowing Ellie to enter in as comfortably, and as lady like as possible; before entering the ring himself. Level-One meanwhile, is clapping for the duo as they approach him.

Biggs and Level-One embrace in a friendly hug which sends the crowd into an even louder booing frenzy as they beat their feet against the concrete and clap their hands, shouting ''YOU SUCK''; Ellie also greets Level-One cheek to cheek blowing kisses past his face. Biggs smiles as he watches Level-One stand proudly with his championship, taking to the microphone.

Biggs: Level-One on the behalf of me and Ellie, we thank you for inviting us to your splendid celebration here tonight. I know your a man of quality rather then quantity, and it is an absolute honour to be here.

Ellie leans over the microphone.

Ellie: Biggs is absolutely, right! And on the behalf of Sally Talfourd we apologize for her unprofessional conduct. Not everyone on the APW roster has the poise we have; nor the respect for themselves to at least show up to a special event, on time!

Level-One nods his head up and down, acknowledging the power couples statements on both fronts.

Harvey: Oh come on! Like Level-One actually expects Sally Talfourd to show up to his birthday celeberation after what he did to her last week.

Chase: He did nothing to Sally Talfourd last week. Sure, he threw her over the top rope but there is padding on the out side of the ring to break her fall. It was the RSM and The Greatness who attacked Sally Talfourd, and I'm sure they want full credit for what they've done!

Biggs: Level-One, I just wanted to thank you for what you have done for the APW! You have been a man of principle, respect, and honour and I don't think at this moment of time could be find anyone better to call our APW world heavyweight champion then you, champ. I know we have had a bumpy path and I know we had our fair share of differences; but all along, whatever we have done has been in the betterment of this promotion. And I'm glad through all this we can put our differences aside and can call you a friend!

Level-One claps his hands together as if he had just heard the greatest, speech of his life. Biggs raises a finger in the air; as if to tell the rowdy crowd to shut up, but it's just about useless.

Biggs: Every birthday boy gets his birthday present. Unfortunately, when they are as successful as you Level-One you virtually have every materialistic thing you could ever wish for. The only thing I personally could reward you with is a match next week of your choosing! I know your still shaking the cobwebs after Bryan Payne's cowardly attack on you; and you can use the warm up.

Level-One pats the APW world championship on his shoulder before nodding his head up and down, lifting the microphone to his chin.

Level-One: That is more then generous, Biggs; in fact, you couldn't have given me a better present! See, I've been itching to prove to Sally Talfourd that her win at Test for the best isn't nearly as impressive as she makes it out to be. And I couldn't find a better way to emphasis that point, by beating everyone she did on the same night, only this time... all at once.

The crowd for the first time in the night, finally agrees with Level-One. And they, acknowledge this by cheering. Biggs, smile fades into confusion as he places a hand on Level-One's shoulder.

Biggs: Sally Talfourd beat me, which means, you are going to have to fight me...

Level-One: Really? Now, who said anything about that?

The confusion and fear fades from Biggs face, as he grins and nods his head up and down, comprehending the jest of the deal.

Biggs: Alright, champ; what you want is what you are going to get! Next week it's you in a handicap match against me, Leila Farrahi and the runner up in the Test for the Best tournament, Criss Cassidy.

Level-One now looks like a kid on Christmas morning parading around the living room which in the case; was the ring.

Harvey: You'd think our APW world champion wouldn't be so happy to take on a match of this calibre weeks away from his title defence. Something, is fishy.

Chase: I don't see anything suspicious at all. The champion has been away for weeks up until now, he's probably just trying to get a great work out in.

Level-One: Sally, If you thought beating everyone you did in one night was impressive; I'm going to one up you, by beating everyone you did not only in one night but at the same time! Anyone having doubts about me walking out with the APW world championship, smack dab around my waist—is going to have to be far more then just delusional come next week! Now let us eat cake!

Biggs smiles at Ellie as he grabs her hand and leads her to the table set up in the middle of the ring. With the three of them around the table, Ellie takes hold of the microphone and carries out age old tradition.

Ellie: Happy birthday, to you! Happy birthday, to you! Happy birthday, to Level-One... happy birthday, to you!!!!

Chase: That was absolutely, beautiful! I almost shed a tear, Harvey. Give me those tissues!

Harvey: My ears are bleeding. Can I have back the tissues?

The crowd spontaneously combusts into cheers as Biggs and Ellie soak up the crowds response, as what they take to be a outstanding performance. However, from the curtains out comes Sally Talfourd, sprinting down the ramp. She quickly heads up to the apron using the steel steps and then up onto the turnbuckle. Biggs spots Sally Talfourd through the corner of his eyes and grabs Level-One by his arm; alerting the APW world champion. By the time he turns around, Sally Talfourd has already entered the mile high club, catching Level-One in the centre of his chest with a perfectly aimed missile drop kick, sinking his ship!

This drop kick sends Level-One into his table set up, back first into the cake with the table exploding beneath him. Sally Talfourd rolls out the ring and begins to back down the ramp while Level-One is laid out flat covered in his birthday cake.

Harvey: Sally Talfourd strikes back! I'm sure Sally Talfourds revenge tastes sweeter then ever, tonight!

Chase: No, not on his birthday!

Harvey: Are you crying, Chase?

Chase: It's Level-One's birthday, and I'll cry if I want too!

Sally Talfourd giggles; taunting Level-One licking her fingers. Biggs and Ellie help up the cake covered APW champion, Level-One; who shoves the power couple, away from him. Feeling, absolutely red faced kicks a chunk of his birthday cake slipping on the icing all over the mat, hitting the mat once again. He rolls over on his knees and beats the ring with his clenched fists like a rabid animal.

Up on the ramp, Sally Talfourd smiles, waving to Level-One; as the audio from the camera, picks her voice up.

Sally Talfourd: Happy birthday, champ! I hope you enjoyed my present, for you.

Harvey: What a night! I don't think this is something Level-One is going to be able to live down for a long time; and with the RSM and Greatness lurking out there, who knows what's going to happen next week!

Chase: Someone clean that man off! I will never eat a piece of cake in Level-Ones, honour again! Hey, Harvey, is that chocolate?

Harvey: See you all, next Thursday, folks!

Sally Talfourd skips up the ramp and disappears through the curtains. The APW logo appears on the screen before slowly fading out, closing the show.