Overdrive-Honolulu, Hawaii (09/09/10)

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An impressive pyrotechnics display shoots from the stage as the music continues to play over the loudspeakers. The camera pans throughout the arena, showing the crowd on their feet and cheering for APW action. The camera picks up several signs. Standouts include a sign for The Number covered with all sorts of equations, several Sally Talfourd signs, and one desperate fan who has a sign that says “Ellie, Marry Me Instead!”

Harvey: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Thursday Night Overdrive! We're here live in Honolulu, Hawaii, where we are a week and half removed from an absolutely historic Shockwave!

Chase: You're right about that, partner! Not only was Victor Hades crowned the new APW Xtreme Champion, but the Sports Nutz earned the newly ressurected APW Tag Team Titles!

Harvey: And let's not forget our main event, which pitted Test for the Best winner Sally Talfourd against Level-One! It was a hard fought contest, but in the end, Level-One retained the APW Heavyweight Championship!

Chase: But as big as Shockwave was, we have a huge night in store, as our General Manager Biggs will marry his beautiful fiance, Ellie, here tonight!

Harvey: And on the wrestling side of things, we got quite the show lined up as well! The Number will be making his in-ring debut tonight against the man he attacked at Shockwave, “The Hybrid” Damien Dimitri! That's sure to be an explosive contest!

Chase: Also, we will find out who will be the #1 Contenders for the Sports Nutz's newly won tag team titles as the Red Shield Mafia faces off against Blade and C.J. Gates!

Harvey: In other action, Sally Talfourd takes on Nathaniel Havok, who ended Cooper Conrad's career at Shockwave! You won't hear Sally complain about it, but you know she's worried about facing somebody who's as much of a loose cannon so shortly after fighting Level-One!

Chase: And in our Main Event Match tonight, APW Champion Level-One teams with Xtreme Champion Victor Hades to take on the team of Mark Mania and John Green!

Put you on game by Lupe Fiasco blasts the PA system; sending the crowd into a frenzy of jeers, knowing what will emerge from the curtains at any moment.

Harvey: Speaking of Level-One...

The APW world champion. Level-One slowly steps out from behind the curtains and stops at the top of the ramp with the world title strapped around his waist, as he surveys the crowd laid out before him like a palette of horrible food. Disgusted by the crowd, he merely turns around to watch his own pyro shoot off on Que; and once it does, he gives himself a round of applause, mockingly shouting;

Level-One: ''All that? For me!?''

The APW world champion smiles as he slowly takes his time pacing down the ramp. He looks at a few rowdy fans jeering at him and he can't help but retaliate their sentiments with several hand gestures and F bombs. The encounter looks to escalate as Level-One steps towards the barrier looking to jaw up, with one of his haters, but instead spins around and turns his focus to a smaller child ripping his hat off his head. He looks at the boys cap in disgust as it reads; Bryan Payne. The world champ, throws the hat on the ground before stomping on it and kicking it down the ramp, onto the outside ring apron. This gesture is enough to get the crowded heated, as they drum up a special chant.

Harvey: You know, at least Level-One's claimed to treat Sally Talfourd with respect leading up to the match at Shockwave; but now he's not even trying to hide his ugly! It's a shame Sally Talfourd didn't shut Level-One up, on Sunday!

Chase: I agree with you... NOT! I'm sure Level-One has heard the rumours about One Night in Hell and he has every right to be upset about. Besides, you must've missed how that little punk stink eyed, our world champion! Respect your elders, punk!

Level-One marches around the ring, snatching a microphone from Paige at ring side, before demanding she takes a seat in the chair, which he obliges with caution. With the help of the ring ropes, Level-One pulls himself up onto the apron and steps over the top rope into the ring, as spins around with his arms spread wide open, eventually falling into place squarely in the middle of the ring, with a smile a mile wide across his face as he addresses the crowd.

Level-One: ''And STILL APW world heavyweight champion, Moi!''

Level-One sighs and can't help but give it up, to himself. After all, it was a spectacular performance; and as world champion, you can never get enough praise.

Level-One: ''I hate to say I told you so, but I told you so! Sally Talfourd she was a fun, bubbly, competitor. Sally Talfourd was hard working and determined—unfortunately, Sally Talfourd was Sally Talfourd; not Level-One and at the end of the night, that was her only undoing. Not only did I beat Sally Talfourd; but I did so in dramatic fashion. Thus, answering any questions you morons were naive enough to pose!''

Level-One's face lights up like a Christmas tree once it's sparked by the crowds negative response. Their bitterness towards him fuelled him.

Level-One: ''However, like always—as world champion, expectations are always set high. Unlike, Pence Weatherlight; there is no force pulling the tide in my favour by lining me up with easy opponents or matches padding my way to a status of legend. In fact, rather then seeing the adds stacked up against me; I merely embrace it as a challenge. So, I say—what the hell is one night in hell, really worth?''

The world champion casually shrugs his shoulders.

Level-One: ''Sounds like a cheap vacation to me! Bring it on! I know what time of the year it is, Biggs. I know what this is all about. I know you want me to defend MY title in that goddamned elimination chamber—where each competitor has a body bag with there name on it, just in case. And if I'm pissed off about anything, it's not knowing the poor son of bitches that have the displeasure of coming to hell with me, and won't be coming back. So I say, Biggs... cut your bachelor party short tonight, forget the tie and negate thoughts of hitting that sweet piece of ass after you get hitched tonight and let's handle some business, man to man!''

Several seconds pass before the arena lights fade to black and strobe lights flash around the arena; spontaneously, Spaceman ruthlessly attacks the PA system. Biggs steps out onto the ramp, with a microphone in hand; as a team of workers pile out behind him. Biggs, isn't quite ready for his big night yet—but his team of personal assistants are on job in real time, as they tussle with his hair and patch up the kinks in his tux.

Biggs: ''Level-One, tonight is a big night for me and you know I'd really appreciate things going as smooth as possible tonight which is why, I have taken the time to come out here and tell you how much of an appreciated how much you really mean to the APW since these fans will never give you your due! Me and Ellie watched the main-event in our office and were more then impressed with your performance against Sally Talfourd and I'm certain not only have you knocked her out of your hairs, but mine too and words cannot describe how appreciative I am of that...''

Level-One: ''Well, Biggs... those are some kind words. Unfortunately, I have proven to be more then just talk myself; as I am one to back up my talk with action. How about you?''

Level-One leans over the ropes, casually observing Biggs who is in the middle of being swarmed by pesky assistants trying to make him look as awesome as he can be. Biggs smiles at Level-One's response, as he lifts a hand in the air.

Biggs: ''Yes, of course! Due to your brilliant performance at Shockwave, I've decided to honor you with an assistant general manager match making decision! I'm granting you the authority, to name one opponent into the six man elimination chamber at One night in hell for your championship!''

The fans boo such a stipulation while Level-One takes a few steps back, playing up the big surprise to the best of his ability. He sighs deeply, knowing the big decision he has resting on his back.

Level-One: ''Wow, Biggs. You really put me in a tough spot—because I know for a fact each one of these great APW superstars backstage deserve a shot at my title. Everyone is so hungry, men like... Bryan Payne!''

The crowd cheers at the notion of Bryan Payne being considered.

Level-One: ''CJ gates!''

The crowd gives a pop once again, as Level-One acknowledges the crowds reaction with an impressed nod.


Level-One: ''This is tough decision to be honest, I made need some time to think about it...''

Biggs lifts the microphone to his mouth to speak but Level-One cuts him off, as he raises his hand in enlightenment.

Level-One: ''Young Mannie!''

The crowd boos; as Level-One can't help but smile and react to the crowds reaction, in acknowledgement.

Level-One: ''You've got, folks! I'm a man of the people and if that's you want, that's who you get. That's the one!''

Harvey: Oh, I can't believe this! Out of all the people Level-One could have chosen, he picks Young Mannie?

Chase: Hey, what's wrong with Young Mannie? If he was handpicked by Level-One, then obviously Level-One deems him worthy—so that means, he's worthy! Young Mannie was vouched for by our world champion, that's huge!

Biggs nods his head as if he was taking note and was finished with the impromptu meeting, but as he turns to walk away, a light bulb goes off in his head as he turns back around to address the APW world champion.

Biggs: ''Actually, I almost forgot to mention something. Not only, did you choose one opponent to enter the elimination chamber but tonight you potentially can add two more. See, tonight if Mark Mania and John Green are able to defeat you and Victor Hades in your tag match later tonight; Mark Mania and John Green will be entered into the elimination chamber at one night in hell. If you and Victor Hades win tonight; Victor Hades will enter the elimination chamber!''

Biggs drops the microphone and immediately hustled off by his team of assistants backstage leaving Level-One on his own. The champion slowly wheels back to the middle of the ring, and begins to ponder the stipulation added to his match. He merely, laughs at the possibility of determining three peoples fate and points at his world title.

Harvey: Wow! That is a huge stipulation to an already big tag team match, later tonight.

Chase: You have to wonder what Level-One's game plan is tonight. With this new revelation, he may not be so eager to win or lose, tonight!

The camera cuts backstage, where Blade can be seen getting ready for his upcoming match. He's sitting down, possibly getting himself mentally prepared, when the door opens and in walks his tag team partners for the night, C.J. Gates. Blade slowly stands up, and nods as Gate enters.

Blade: C.J.

Gates: Hey, Blade, I just came by to make sure we are cool. We're on the same page against the Mafia.

Blade: As long as you don't betray my trust.

Gates: Betray it? I have no thought of doing anything like that. After hearing what those fools did to you, I'm just as amped for some payback as you are. You can trust me.

Blade: Good to hear.

Gates nods his head.

C.J. Gates: So, we're cool, right?

Gates extends his hand to Blade who still hesitates slightly.

Blade: If you've got my back, I've got yours.

He hesitates a bit more and then shakes Gates' hand.

Gates: Cool?

Blade: Cool.

Gates: Cool.

Harvey: C.J. Gates and Blade take on Diamante Valentine and J.R. Kingston for a shot at the APW Tag Team Titles after the break!

Overdrive cuts to commercial.

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Overdrive comes back from commercial with the camera focused on a view of the IWF World tag titles around the waist of the RSM, Who seem too be estatic about their match and Overdrive, They quickly get serious as Nero is testing his microphone and is rubbing his belt

Nero: Excuse but welcome too the only place on Thursday too get your fix of the RSM......Overdrive

Crowds boos as Nero smirks and brushes his hair back.

Nero: Listen this is going too get ugly and ugly quick......The RSM is holding championship gold already, Once we defeat the mediocre team of Dagger and Curtains...Our belt collection will be more better! I've searched all over the world just too find great competition, I've only been disappointed constantly in our other federation in IWF! See once your an champion there's nothing else too do but to execute our next goal! The RSM debuted a earlier this year and ever since we've been kicking ass and taking names! Tonight is not any different! Dagger and Curtains want too be men....Well the RSM is going too make them famous after tonight! Bring every bit of desire and every bit of anger, Because I bet with every once of me I'm 10 times meaner and 10 times hunger! We didn't have too many words this week about you two, I can concur not much is known about CJ but Dagger.....(Points and wags finger) Your just an piece of work! I mean we nearly killed last time but you keep growing back like an cancerous mole! Your body is just an fungus! A fungus that need too be terminated! Are you familiar with The Terminator?

Camera pans into his eyes as he grits his teeth.

Nero: Being an world champion has made an Terminator and you see, For all the children and adults who don't know what I mean....Being The Terminator is being a war machine that simply has one objective and it determined not too quit! I am an Terminator while Dagger your just human and so is your partner! I raised wrestling bars too new highs in Europe while you was still in high school! Picking up your bags and buying some hot plane tickets tonight is the best thing your should do, Because once we beat you... you might as well join another promotion, The RSM will become number one contenders! The RSM will own everyone and once the Sports Nutz crumble from our offense they'll have no choice but too watch!

Nero laughs as he passes the mic to Kingston who is being patted on the shoulders by DW.

Kingston: The RSM is checking in too the APW lockeroom and we're looking too collect all the debts too be owed too us! As I am The "King Pen" Theres 4 things I don't joke about my Religion, Family, Career and Money! I rather fly in the wind then let a man play with my emotions! And I'm sorry but this is going too get censored but I don't give a *Bleep*! This is the house the RSM built and If we have too will tear it down and start over! Dagger theres an glass ceiling and the RSM is standing over it! As your trying too break it open we're just laughing at your faults! While CJ you right along kicking and screaming but it won't have any affect! The RSM is taking tonight to another level.....And since our stablemates the Sportz Nutz Wanna do commentary, we'll maybe they take some notes and watch will give an wrestling lesson you won't forget!

The Mic now handed too Damien Walker, he starts smirking and laughs as the crowd chants F*** You Walker

DW: Well it seems my boys are ready and your just some more victims! The Red Shield Era is Now and Everyone else is just an witness! If you couldn't tell the Red Shield Mafia...

Looks around the room and crowd boos loudly.

RSM: We Want This S***(Bleep) Forever!

The RSM all exit the scene on the way to the ring. The view switches to a shot of the arena.

"Ecstasy of Gold" by Ennio Morricone hits, and the fans boo their lungs out as "The Excellent Gordie" Gordon Heath leads the Sports Nutz down to the ring. George Dunpork and Craig "Senior" Mueller look ever so dapper this evening as they prepare for guest commentary. George is dressed in khaki shorts and a light blue Hawaiian shirt, a golf cap and shades, holding his APW Tag Team Title belt over his shoulder. Craig is dressed in khaki shorts and a white polo shirt, a golf cap and shades, and he's also holding his APW Tag Team Title belt over his shoulder. With George and Craig holding their belts, Gordie has taken to throwing peanuts at the booing fans.

Paige: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome your NEEEEWWWW APW Tag Team Champions... along with their manager, "The Excellent Gordie" Gordon Heath... George Dunpork and Craig "Senior" Mueller, the Sports Nutz!

Harvey: And joining us for commentary here for this #1 contender's match tonight are the men who won the APW Tag Team Titles at Shockwave, the Sports Nutz.

Chase: Good truly triumphed over evil that night, Harvey!

Harvey: Oh please!

Gordie, George and Craig make their way over to the broadcast table, taking their seats and putting on their headsets as they set their tag team belts down on the table.

Harvey: Guys, welcome to...

Dunpork: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Let's get this match over with, alright?

Harvey: Well aren't you ever the cranky one, George.

Mueller: He just wants to make it to the Golden Corral all you can eat buffet before they close for the night.

Chase: Guys, just ignore Harvey over there. I want to be the first to congratulate you on a hard-fought victory at Shockwave.

Gordie: Well thank you, Mr. Chase. George and Craig had their work cut out for them, but they got the job done.

Dunpork: Yeah, not bad for a couple of "aging fat asses," eh?

"Rise to it" by Kiss begins to play over the PA system as the crowd is starting to go nuts. The lights flicker on and off as Blade bursts out from behind the curtains and onto the ramp as the crowd is now cheering their lungs out.

Paige: The following tag team contest is a #1 contender's match to determine who will get a shot at the APW Tag Team Titles. Introducing first, from Manchester, England and weighing 235 lbs... Blade!

Harvey: Blade will be teaming up with C.J. Gates tonight as they look to do battle with Diamante Valentine and J.R. Kingston of the Red Shield Mafia.

Mueller: I have to say the advantage lies with Valentine and Kingston. They've been working together for a very long time, whereas Blade and Gates are pretty much just a mongrel team thrown together by Biggs because he knows that he and Christina Virus can't beat George and I for these Tag Team Titles.

Gordie: Wow, Craig. Look at you with the hot sports opinions.

Dunpork: He wouldn't say it if it weren't true.

Chase: You know, it's refreshing to have broadcast colleagues who tell it like it is.

Harvey: Vomit.

Steadily strutting towards the ring, Blade catches the attention of some girls in the crowd. He gives them a wink, then hoists himself onto the ring apron and proceeds to enter the ring. He shakes the ref's hand, then throws his arms up in the air taking and shouting as loud as he can to help pump up the crowd even more. “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. The crowd is cheering him on as he bounces around at the entrance a bit before moving towards the ring, bouncing to the beat of the music.

Paige: His tag team partner, from Fargo, North Dakota and weighing 215 lbs., C.J. Gates!

Harvey: Say what you will about the fact that Blade and C.J. Gates not having a lot of time to gel as a team. However, I think they have the ability to keep their egos in check and remember what's at stake here. The same cannot be said for that alliance the Greatness and Red Shield Mafia have had.

Gordie: George and Craig were simply the better men at Shockwave, Harvey. That's all there is to it.

Gates reaches the ring and slides in under the bottom rope, springs to his feet, climbs the nearest turnbuckle and raises his arms in the air. He climbs back down and removes his cowboy hat and carefully hands it off, before removing his t-shirt. "Forever" by Drake hits over the PA as the lights in the arena go dim. Pyro falls in front of the video screen as J.R. Kingston, wearing a bandanna around his face so that we only see his eyes, walks on through as the pyro dies down. Damien Walker is hyped up as ever as he follows not too far behind. Diamante Valentine follows behind as well, and the fans are booing their lungs out.

Paige: And their opponents, accompanied to the ring by Damien Walker... the team of Diamante "Nero" Valentine and J.R. Kingston... the Red Shield Mafia!

Chase: Now this is a true team right here. And nine times out of ten, you never know which member of the Red Shield Mafia you'll face!

Dunpork: Yeah, you may even wind up fighting their manager.

Gordie, Craig and Chase all laugh and guffaw at George's little quip.

#1 Contender's Match for APW Tag Team Titles
Blade and C.J. Gates vs Diamante Valentine and J.R. Kingston

Blade and Kingston decide to start things off for their respective teams. They circle the ring in a bit of a feeling out process, going for takedowns that don't work out, as well as slapping each other's hands away. After about thirty seconds, Blade and Kingston lock up. Kingston is able to back Blade up to a neutral corner, and the ref asks for a clean break. Kingston puts his arms up in the air and backs off, only to nail Blade in the face with a vicious back elbow, followed by a series of rapid-fire knife edge chops. Kingston brings Blade out of the corner, punching away at him, followed up by a headbutt that knocks Blade down. Kingston makes the tag to Valentine, who enters the ring and stomps away at Blade. Valentine gets a bit cocky and begins to hot-dog it, taunting the fans.

Mueller: Haha! I love it!

Harvey: Don't you think Valentine should be focusing on his opponent and not showboating?

Dunpork: When you're as good as someone like Diamante Valentine, you earn the privilege to showboat now and then.

Harvey: But he's only won one match!

Gordie: That has to be some sort of error. I'm sure some idiot forgot to record any matches where he's been on the winning team but not necessarily gaining the winning fall himself.

Blade is trying to get up, making it to his hands and knees as Valentine slaps him in the head, yelling at him to get up. Valentine goes to pick Blade up, wrapping his arms around his waist as he attempts a German suplex. But Blade is able to turn around and wrap his arms around Valentine, pick him up and slam him down with a release German suplex of his own. Blade follows up by bouncing off the ropes and hitting Valentine with a knee drop, then makes the tag to Gates. Gates enters the ring, stomping away at Valentine, then follows up with an elbow drop.

Harvey: And now C.J. Gates going for an early victory here after the elbow!

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Chase: Much too early to be trying to put the match away right now.

Valentine tries to get up, but Gates punches away at him. Gates then goes to run the ropes. He rebounds off the ropes and nails Valentine with a spinning heel kick, then goes for another pinfall attempt.

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Kingston runs in and breaks it up with a quick dropkick to the side of the head, knocking Gates off of Valentine. Gates is holding his head in agony, his face grimacing in pain. Valentine, meanwhile, tries to will himself up as Damien Walker pounds the ring apron, yelling at him to get up. Valentine manages to make it to his feet and tags in Kingston. Kingston runs in and picks Gates up, throws him up in the air and slams him down with a T-Bone suplex. Kingston gives double middle fingers as the fans boo him out of the building.

Mueller: These fans are so disrespectful! Don't they know true talent when they see it?!

Dunpork: Craig, they're just jealous that they can't make to the level that we and the Red Shield Mafia have made it to.

Harvey(sarcastic tone): Yes, they're just soooo jealous that they don't have someone to fight their battles for them!

Gordie: You have to put up with this crap EVERY week, Chase?

Chase: You should see me having to do damage control when the cameras are off and Harvey pisses everyone off!

Kingston hits a series of leg drops on Gates, then makes the tag to Valentine. Kingston and Valentine pick Gates up and whip him into the ropes. Kingston and Valentine duck their heads down for a double overhead back body drop, but they telegraph it for too long as Gates is able to counter with a double dropsault to both men's heads, with the left foot connecting to Kingston's head and the right foot connecting to Valentine's. The crowd cheers for Gates as Kingston and Valentine are knocked down from the double dropsault.

Harvey: The Red Shield Mafia telegraphed that way too soon.

Mueller: With all due respect, George and I wouldn't have made that mistake.

Both Kingston and Valentine get back to their feet, holding their mouths as they try to recover, but it's no use as Gates nails Kingston in the back of the head with an enziguri, sending Kingston rolling to the outside. While Damien Walker goes to check on Kingston, Gates takes Valentine down with a huracanrana, then makes the tag to Blade as Valentine staggers back up. Valentine turns around, only to be taken down by a running kneelift from Blade. Blade runs the ropes as Valentine staggers back up from the running kneelift. Valentine turns around, and Blade knocks him down with a running clothesline. Blade makes the tag to Gates, who proceeds to climb to the top turnbuckle as Blade returns to his corner. Valentine struggles back up, turns around and gets knocked down by a missile dropkick off the top turnbuckle from Gates to a nice pop from the crowd. Gates plays to the crowd, then picks Valentine up and whips him into the ropes. Gates ducks down, but he telegraphs his move for too long as Valentine counters with a Float Over DDT. Valentine smirks, then picks Gates up and hooks him up for a vertical suplex. He picks him up and slams him down with a vertical suplex, but holds on as he picks Gates up then proceeds to slam him down with a second consecutive vertical suplex. Valentine holds on once more, and nails the third and final vertical suplex.

Gordie: The Three Amigos, baby!

Chase: The tide is shifting back into the favor of Red Shield Mafia now.

Dunpork: They'll be working like a well oiled machine now. No way a mongrel team like Blade and C.J. Gates here can beat them.

Valentine makes the tag to Kingston, who enters the ring. Gates crawls over to the ropes in what looks to be an attempt to make it to his corner, but Kingston gets to him in the middle side of the ropes and locks him in the Harlem Blues. Gates screams out in pain as the ref lays down the rope-break five count.

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Kingston lets go as Gates crumbles down to the mat. Kingston picks Gates up from behind and locks him in a half-nelson, hoists him up and slams him down with a half-nelson suplex. Kingston waves his arms off, stating that this is it, and goes for the cover.

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Blade runs in and breaks up the pin with a vicious kick to Kingston's head, knocking him out as he rolls off Gates! Valentine runs in and tackles Blade to the ground, and the two roll to the outside, where they get into a big ringside brawl. The ref goes to the outside to try and break up the melee.

Mueller: We'll be right back, guys.

Harvey: Hey, wait! What's going on?!

Craig Mueller and George Dunpork get and take their chairs with them. Gates has staggered back to his feet as George and Craig ready themselves for their version of the Conchairto, which they refer to as the Fore.

George and Craig: FOOOOORE!

George and Craig swing their chairs, but Gates ducks down as the chairs smash together. George and Craig wiggle their hands in pain like a couple of little girls. Gates takes George down with the Stamp of Approval, then takes Craig down with a Reverse DDT. Damien Walker hops up onto the apron, but Gates knocks him down to the floor with an enziguri to the back of the head. Gordie runs and tries to hop on the apron, but Gates sees him, runs at him and nails him with a Shining Wizard, knocking Gordie down to the floor as well. Kingston staggers back up and knocks Gates down with a clothesline right as he(Gates) turns around. Outside, the ring, Blade has knocked Valentine out after throwing him into the steel steps, then goes back to his corner, allowing the ref to go back into the ring, where he sees Kingston picking Gates up for a wheelbarrow suplex. But on the way up, Gates counters out of the wheelbarrow with a headscissors takedown. Blade calls for the tag, and Gates makes the tag. Blade climbs up to the top turnbuckle as the crowd is at a fever pitch. He jumps off the top turnbuckle and crashes down onto Kingston with the RaZorblade! Blade goes for the cover.

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Winners: C.J. Gates and Blade

Paige: Your winners and #1 contenders to the APW Tag Team Titles, Blade and C.J. Gates!

Chase: What a travesty!

Harvey: Yeah, it was a travesty that the ref didn't see how the Sports Nutz tried to help the Red Shield Mafia still the win. But it backfired!

George and Craig are crawling back up with glazed over looks on their faces. As they turn to look up at Blade and Gates, Blade and Gates motion their hands around their waists, motioning that those APW Tag Team belts will be coming home to them. APW Overdrive goes to commercial.

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Overdrive comes back from the break as “City” by Hollywood Undead, begins to play over the speakers as Eric Steel walks out of the curtains smirking as he wears some shorts that had the Canadian flag on them. He raised\s his arms in the air as pyros flare up rapidly.

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring first, weighing in at 235 pounds, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, Eric Steel!

Harvey: Eric Steel is making his APW debut tonight! He brings a fast paced, technical style in the ring!

Chase: Not to mention a verified mean streak!

Eric walks to the ring as he slides inside it. He pumps his fist up as pyros flare from the turnbuckle. He turned, waiting for a opponent to come on out. Lisa Harvey makes her way to the ring with no music, though with plenty of boos from the fans.

Lisa Harvey: This is a place for faith. Faith in your God- but more so, faith in that he shall forgive you for your sins and DELIVER you from the hounds of HELL!!!

"Fuel" by Metallica hits the speakers. Lisa backs off at the same moment that a gigantic explosion ignited from the stage!!!

"FAITH IS NOT GOING TO SAVE YOU NOW!"

Paige: And his opponent, weighing in tonight at 140 pounds, from Sacramento, California, Branden Harvey!

Harvey: Branden Harvey, no relation to yours truly, will be representing APW in the upcoming KAPOW! Tournament! He's got the quite the challenge ahead of him there, but he can't let himself overlook his opponent here tonight.

Chase: I don't think you have to worry about that from Branden here tonight!

Lisa grins from one side of her mouth to the other as the fiery pits of hell itself open up for Branden Harvey to emerge! Branden Harvey levitates- it is a sight to behold!!

Branden hovers above all while reaching the ring where he silently rises above the top rope to only drop down in the center of the ring.

Chase: There's got to be some sort of wires or something! How does Branden Harvey pull off such a spectacular entrance?!

Harvey: It beats me, but it truly is a sight to behold!

Lisa Harvey gives her husband some encouragement before leaving the ring. The ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Branden Harvey vs. Eric Steel

Harvey rushes at Steel, catching him in the mouth with a hard Dropkick right as the bell rings! Steel gets back to his feet, and receives another Dropkick from Harvey! Steel rolls away, and underneath the ropes, deciding to stand up on the apron. Harvey comes rushing towards him, going for another Dropkick, but Steel sidesteps on the apron, sending Harvey falling flat on the mat! Steel quickly steps in through the ropes and begins to deliver a series of hard stomps to his downed opponent before pulling Harvey up by the head and hoisting him up for a Stalling Brainbuster, drilling Harvey's head right into the mat! As Harvey is laid out, Steel follows up by hitting with a Running Knee Drop to the head as well! Harvey goes for an early cover, 1
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Harvey kicks out!

Chase: It's probably a little early for him to try and be putting Harvey away!

Harvey: Indeed.

Steel pulls Harvey up to his feet and twists his arm, using his height advantage to apply a ton of torque on the shorter man's shoulder. Harvey slaps his own shoulder a couple of times to try and get the blood flowing before rolling forward and managing to roll out of the Armlock! He rolls to his feet, and jumps up as Steel comes charging in, catching him with a Hurricarana! Harvey hooks the leg while sitting on Steel's chest, 1
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Harvey: Harvey almost caught Eric Steel there!

The fans don't know who to cheer for, so they just decide to boo both men loudly. Harvey is to his feet first, and as Steel is getting up, he jumps up and delivers a Fame-asser to the APW newcomer! Harvey then gives a Standing Senton to the back of “The Golden Child,” and then rolls Steel onto his back before proceeding to the corner! Harvey has an extremely confident look on his face as he mounts the top turnbuckle and leaps off, going for the Phoenix 630 Splash! However, Steel has the wherewithal to get his knees up, driving them into the back of Harvey as he comes flying down!

Chase: The high-risk move didn't pay off for Branden Harvey there!

Harvey: Considering the velocity Harvey had on that move, those knees must have been brutal!

Steel isn't without pain himself, as he rubs his knees and shins as he gets to his feet, and pulls Harvey up as well, giving Harvey a Flowing DDT! Steel immediately follows up with a Running Knee Drop to the small of Harvey's back, hoping to further exploit the injury to the lower back. Steel then rises back to his feet and motions for Harvey to do the same. The fans are all boos as Harvey slowly makes his way up to his feet, while Lisa Harvey looks on from the outside, visibly concerned. As Harvey makes it to his feet, Eric Steel delivers the Steel Cutter, and pins his opponent immediately, 1
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Winner: Eric Steel

Paige: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Eric Steel!

“City” begins to play again as Steel gets to his feet and the ref raises his arm in victory. Harvey rolls out of the ring, and his wife helps him up the ramp.

Harvey: Eric Steel's APW debut is a successful one, as he defeated Branden Harvey in a fast-paced encounter!

Chase: I got to believe that if Steel hadn't gotten his knees up to counter the Phoenix 630 Splash, we'd be seeing a different outcome in this match!

The fans continue to boo as Steel celebrates in the ring.

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As we go to ringside for the next match the announcer stands tall ready to call the combatants for the next match. Suddenly he and the audience are shocked as AFI's Miseria Cantare blares over the soundsystem.

Chase: NO!!! Tell me that isn't what I think it is...

Harvey: Uhhh, it sure sounds like it...

Their nightmares quickly become a reality as the image of Michael Lively steps out on the ramp way. Dressed in a dark blue Ralph Lauren suit and sunglasses covering his eyes, the once self proclaimed savior of wrestling waddles forward as the leg that needed reconstruction is wrapped in a cast, and a walking boot. The trademark smart ass grin is plastered all over Michael Lively's face as the fans shower him with the hatred he loves so much.

Harvey: I can't beleive my eyes.

Chase: I can't open mine, what the hell is he doing here.

Harvey: Well I'm sure we will find out...because he's limping this direction.

Harvey stands up extending a hand to Lively, the Grand Slam champion of APW shakes his hand and takes the empty seat reserved for guest comentators. Lively puts on a headset as Harvey takes his seat. Johnny Chase looks rather annoyed as the man he loathes takes a seat next to him.

Lively: Gentleman...it's good to be back.

Harvey: What gives us the great pleasure of your company today Lively, rumor had it you were retired.

Lively: From in ring action, I am a huge fan of President Jeff, and myself, my agent and the higher up's of this company had a sit down meeting this week.

Chase: Huge fan of Jeff's, after the way you screwed him, and this company...

Lively: That's in the past Johnny, let it rest there my friend.

Chase: I wish you were in the past.

Lively: As I was trying to say before Johnny showed his emotions, I am officially....

Chase: Don't say...please don't say it...

Lively: a member of the APW staff.

Chase: Damn it.

Paige: From Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 220 lbs standing 6'2" tall here is..."The Messiah in the Flesh" Chris Manson!!!

"Personal Jesus" blast through the PA System, as the fans begin booing as the man walks toward the ring with a smug look on his face.

Lively: I like the heat this guy is generating, kind of reminiscent of yours truly.

Manson enters the ring and calmly leans against the ropes looking toward the walkway for his opponent.

Paige: From Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 205 lbs standing 6'2" tall here is "The Second Coming" Chris Cassidy!!!

The Arena dims as red lights flash in a form of a cross infront 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.

Lively: Ehh...I guess, I could have done better.

Chase: It's not about you...it's about them and their match, why are you still here? You made your announcement.

Lively: Please, did you hear what was just said. We are about to have a match with the Messiah In the Flesh taking on the Second Coming...this has Michael Lively all over it, so I'm guest comentating...why do you care, with me here it gives you more time to practice your technique on swallowing corn dogs whole...Who does that anyway.

Harvey: I was wondering myself.

Chase: Nice...theres the bell. Neither one of these men had quite the God complex you did!

Lively: Did...please, oh remember Johnny No TEETH!!!

"The Second Coming" Criss Cassidy vs. "The Messiah in the Flesh" Chris Manson

Chase rolls his eyes as Cassidy charges across the ring, and Manson leap frogs the charging man and heads for the ropes. Both men spring off and rebound toward one another. Both wrestlers leap up trying shinning wizards, both men connect and hit the mat. Roll over to their feet and an whip spinning heel kicks that miss.

Harvey: Both men are so similar, what an even match!!

Lively: Yeah, it's quite impressive so far.

Chase: We are only seconds in and they have attempted two moves...

Manson gets the upper hand with a discuss elbow. He drives a boot in the gut of Cassidy and whips him over to the matt with a snap suplex, manson floats over for a pin.

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Lively: I think it's too early...

Chase: Anything can happen on any given night.

Kickout by Cassidy

Lively: Told you!!!

Chase rolls his eyes some more as Manson gets up and steps out on the apron. He waits for Cassidy to stand and then leap frogs on the top rope springboarded forward. Cassidy quickly Pele kicks the man in the air.

Lively: Good God that was beautiful...couldn't have done it better myself.

Harvey: That was impressive, he really knew his surroundings and took full advantage.

Chase: I think...

Lively: You imagine yourself as the creme filling in a man-which with these two don't you.

Harvey: Haha!!!

Chase: What...no!!!

Cassidy hits the ropes and corkscrew body presses Manson as he stands. Then locks his opponent in a crucifix arm bar.

Chase: Crucifix Arm bar, a brutal hold...

Lively: You wish he would apply that on you huh Johnny, only in a reverse position so you face is buried in his crotch, so every time he cranks it down...

Chase: Enough...enough...just call the match.

Lively: It's hard when you are drooling over two men hugging each other. I mean me and Harv are being professional while I swear you are tugging your meat under the table.

Harvey: Ewh...Johnny!!!

Cassidy releases the arm bar and drags his opponent to his feet. With perfect excecution he German suplexes Manson to the mat. Cassidy wastes no time grabbing the mans legs, stepping over into a shaprshooter.

Chase: What now...huh Lively...I bet I would lover to be in that position right? a little butt to butt action maybe...

Lively: You said it not me!!!

Harvey: That was creepy John...a little butt to butt action...who thinks that!!!

Chase: What...No...nevermind.

Lively: Let me scoot over a little I'm uncomfortable...how do you work with this guy Harv?

Manson musters the stegnth to drag himself to the ropes and gets the hold released. As Manson stands he is met with a high knee lift to the face. He flails backward hits the rope and gets leveled with a spinning heel kick. Cassidy steps out to the apron and leap frog leg dropps his opponent before covering him for a pinfall.

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Chase: Foot on the rope!!! Close call for Manson.

Lively: When he kicked it out wide to save the match you voice squelled a little. You get excited when guys kick it out wide huh Johnny??

Chase: I'm not even listening to you.

Harvey: Cassidy is up and nails a brain buster...this guy is all over Manson.

Everyone pauses for moment

Lively: What...I have to say something everytime!!

Cassidy Irish Whips his opponent into the corner and flies across the ring leaping in the air for a Stinger splash. He backs off and lets Manson hit the mat face first.

Lively: You know this Manson guy had something...I loved the heat he drew, but once Cassidy got rolling he has done jack Sh&t!!!

Harvey: WHOA! Lively we are on network TV, you can't say that...

Lively: Say what?

Chase: Sh&t you moron, you can't say Sh&t on the air...

Lively: How dare you Johnny Chase...you should know better.

Harvey: Yeah Johnny, c'mon man!!!

Lively: I have a meeting next week to determine my role here in APW as a staff member, and I will add taking your place to my list of positions!!!

Chase: You can't...what...

Harvey: OOOOHHHH!!!!

Manson ducked under a clothesline attempt by Cassidy, and scooped him on his shoulders. He spun the Second Coming around with his TKO. Both men lay on the mat unconscious on the mat, but Manson stirs, shakes off some cob webs and covers Cassidy.

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Chase: This could be it...

Lively: I don't think so....

Harvey: Shoulder up by Cassidy!!!

Lively: I'm soooo good!!

Chase: Yeah...yeah!!!

Both men stand, and begin a flurry of back and forth punches. Both men eat shots and begin to slow down to a punch for punch exchange. Cassidy nails a big right hand, and Manson spits in the air...

Chase: He lost a tooth!!!

Lively: No thats the spit gimmick, to make it look like a tooth you jabrone!!!!

Manson retaliates with a right of his own, but Cassidy ducks under. He hooks Manson in a Russian leg sweep and takes him to the ground. Cassidy stands and drive the point of his elbow into the throat of Manson as if he were Bret Hart himself. The Second Coming then climbs the ropes and stands perched on the top rope.

Lively: Uh-oh...this could be his shooting star frog splash called the Nightmare... and it is, that might be it!!

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Chase: No way...he is too close to the ropes...I'm calling foot on the rope...

Lively: How much...a hundred...

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Chase: Your on!

THREE!!! DING! DING! DING!

Winner: "The Second Coming" Criss Cassidy

Chase: Son of a bitch!!!

Paige: Here is your winner, by pinfall, "The Second Coming" Criss Cassidy!

Lively: I only take cash!!!

Chase: I hate your guts!!

Criss Cassidy celebrates in the ring as his music blares.

Lively: Sweet Harv it was nice working with you, and Chase...thanks for the Benji, hopefully you will see more of me around APW once again!

Chase: Or not!

Lively sets down his headset as Criss Cassidy stands on the ropes celebrating his victory, and Overdrive cuts backstage where you see Biggs in his office, wearing his Tuxedo. Biggs is pacing around nervously tonight his big night. Just then, Chris Cyrus walks in and he’s wearing a T-Shirt and Pants that looks like a Tux. Biggs turns, looks at Chris, not believing what he’s wearing.

Biggs: Chris, What are you wearing?

Chris: Its my Tux man. Pretty cool huh?

Biggs: This is the biggest night of my life and your dressed like that for my wedding, you’re Ellie's Man of Honor for crying out loud! I even gave you enough money to buy drinks for the reception and there was enough for you to go rent a tux.

Chris: I got the drinks all taken care of. I bought enough liquor to cover the reception and I had a few bucks left, so I bought this off eBay.

Biggs: Chris, how much liquor did you by with the 600 bucks I gave ya.

Chris: With Tax, it came out to 582 dollars and 63 cents.

Biggs: WHAT?

Chris: Chill man, I’m just playing with ya. I got the seamstress doing some final touches on it. I just like messing with you cause I know how stressed you are.

Biggs: It’s the biggest day of my life.

Chris: And I’m happy for you and Ellie. This couldn’t be happening to a better person. You two are perfect for each other and I just want to congratulate you and wish you and Ellie the best of luck.

Biggs: Thanks Chris.

Chris: Anyways, I just came by to let you know that everything for the reception is ready for tonight. The minister is here. Everything is set. There’s nothing that’s going to ruin this night for you and Ellie.

Biggs: I hope not. You know how these wrestling weddings usually go.

Chris: I know. I even called in some extra security to stick around the front row so no one jumps the guard rail and there’s gonna be some protecting the entrance ramp so no one from the back is coming out. I got all this covered Biggs. No need to worry.

Biggs: Thanks Chris, I appreciate it.

Chris: I’m gonna go check if my Tux is ready. I’ll talk to you later.

Chris leaves and Biggs continues to pace around nervously as we go to commercial.

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We come back from commercial break to be welcomed by out commentating crew.

Chase: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen as Overdrive continues with more action!

Harvey: That’s all you get from the talent in Action Packed Wrestling, now let’s get to it! The Number is making his debut tonight against a man whom he attacked at Shockwave, the returning Damien Dimitri.

The crowd boos as The Number enters the arena. Slowly walking out to his theme of Beethoven’s Seventh Symphony, he has no pyro, but laser light projections are constantly putting out what he deems as art, perfectly symmetrical shapes, up and down the aisle, as random equations flash in red and black numerals against a white background on the 'titantron'.

Paige: Making his way to the ring first, weighing in at 260 pounds, from Henderson, Nevada, The Number!

Harvey: I got to be honest here, we really don't know much about the number beyond the fact that he's obsessed with mathmatics, and that his in-ring style is extremely calculated!

Chase: Look at the size of him! He's freakishly tall!

He enters the ring in the exact middle of the apron, going through the middle rope, so as to be symmetrically aligned when he enters. Turning around ever so slightly, he stands against the middle of the ropes as he looks to the entryway—even if his opponent is already in the ring—until that bell rings, when he snaps into attention and focuses on the stage.

The camera zeroes in on the entrance way as "Ain't No Rest For The Wicked" by Cage The Elephant assaults the loudspeakers. The crowd lets out a thunderous ovation as "The New Breed" Damian Dimitri appears on the stage, striking a very Blackwell-style Crucifix Pose to the delight of all the ladies in the audience.

Harvey: Here he is, he’s back!

He struts down the aisle as Cage The Elephant belts out his theme, reaching the ring and vaulting onto the apron with an agile leap. He looks out over the cheering crowd before stepping over the second rope and scaling a turnbuckle. The Hybrid looks out over his fans, striking another Crucifix Pose for them before leaping off with a beautifully executed back flip.

Paige: In the ring hailing from Long Island, New York, weighing in at 225lbs, The Hybrid Damian Dimitri!

Dimitri poses for the fans as his music fades out. The referee talks to both men who are standing in opposing corners, before signaling for the bell to ring.

Chase: And here we go!

"The Hybrid" Damien Dimitri vs. The Number

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The two men circle each other, with the Hybrid attempting to sneak in for a take down, using his quickness. The number is ready and sprawls out on top of Dimitri. The two men stand back up, and begin to circle each other once again. The two meet in the middle of the ring, collar-and-elbow tie-up. Dimitri uses his quickness and slips behind the Number, lifting him up and taking him down stomach first. Dimitri then sprawls to the head and neck of the Number, and applies a front-face lock.

Harvey: Dimitri is trying to wear is opponent down here, applying the front-face lock.

Chase: The Number is obviously considerably bigger than Damian, thus this is a very smart move by the Hybrid.

The Number tries to squirm away, but Dimitri has the head and neck locked in tight. The two men tumble around on the mat, but Damian does not let go of the hold. The referee cuts in, just to make sure that there is no cheap shots going on in the neck area. As the referee backs away, the Number uses his size and power advantage to push Dimitri’s arms away. He holds on to the arms of the Hybrid as the two men make it to their feet. As Damian tries to fight out, the Number kicks him in the gut, and puts him on his shoulders. He takes him over to the corner and lays him on the turnbuckle. The Number then backs up, runs at the corner, and kicks Dimitri right in the stomach, sending him flying back into the ring. As Dimitri hit’s the mat, he rolls around screaming, holding his abdomen in pain.

Harvey: Good god! What a boot by The Number!

Chase: Our new resident mathematician is showing off his menacing power!

The Number likes what he has done, and wants to continue as he walks towards the destruction that he has cause. With a sick look on his face, he bends down to pick up the Hybrid, but to everyone’s surprise, Dimitri has it scouted, and kicks him in the head. With both men down, the referee starts to check on them. Dimitri is first to start moving as he begins to crawl towards the Number. He grabs the legs of his much larger opponent and stands to his feet. He then begins kicking the inside of the right leg, trying to chop the Number down to his size. After a few vicious stomps, the New Breed drops and elbow on the inside of the knee. The Number writhes in pain as Dimitri stands back up, and drops another elbow. With the Number in loads of pain, Dimitri applies a knee lock, and drops down to the mat, stretching out the leg. The Number begins rolling around, but no matter where he rolls, Dimitri rolls with him and keeps the hold intact.

Harvey: This match might end early Chase!

Chase: Yeah, if anything happens to The Number in his debut, he might not be able to compete for quite sometime! He’ll be a thing of the past!

The Number continues to struggle, trying everything he can to get out of the hold. He sees an opening, and begins kicking Dimitri in the face continuously until his grip is weakened, and he breaks the hold. Both men are slow to get to their feet, and they begin to slug it out with rights and lefts. Dimitri breaks up the fist brawl with a kick to the stomach. He darts across, but is met by the number at the ropes, who spears them both out of the ring through the second rope. Both men roll around on the floor below as the referee begins to count. 1, 2, 3, the Number attempts to use the ring apron for assistance, but the weight on his bad knee is just too much. He drops back down to the floor. 4, 5, 6, Dimitri is able to get to his feet and roll into the ring. With the Number still trying to get up to a vertical base outside, Dimitri sees his opening and climbs to the top rope.

Chase: What he doing?

Harvey: High risk offense! No! He missed!

Chase: That’s why they call it high risk!

The Number is able to move out of the way, and Dimitri crashes to the ground below. The referee begins to count the two men out once again. 1, 2, 3, the Number makes his way to his feet, and holds onto the apron for leverage. He gets in a couple of kicks to the Hybrid, and rolls into the ring. He breaks up the count and rolls right back out, giving him another 10 seconds to do damage on the outside. As the referee counts the two men out, the Number begins to get into a rhythm. He picks the Hybrid up and bear hugs him. He then runs him into the ring post spine first. Not letting go of the bear hug, he places him onto the ring apron sitting upright, and then rolls into the ring. The Number has now broken up the 10 count once again, and sees opportunity with the Hybrid sitting upright. The Number runs across, and delivers a dropkick to the back of Dimitri, and sends him flying to the floor once again. The Number wastes no time however, as he goes to the outside and rolls Dimitri into the ring. He then gets back into the ring as well, and sets the Hybrid up in the corner.

Chase: What’s the Number up to now?

The Number begins to beat on the Hybrid with right and left hands. He then places him on the top rope sitting upright, and then climbs the ropes himself.

Harvey: No, we’ve heard so much about this finisher, this could be over already!

The Number sets Dimitri up and the crowd knows that ‘Finding X’ is coming.

Chase: Here we go! No! Dimitri blocked it, he’s got the cover! 1! 2! No! The Number was barely able to kick out!

Dimitri is still hurting quite awfully, yet the Number jumps up in disbelief. He then begins kicking his opponent, then drags him up by the head and neck. After a few well placed chops to the chest, he sends him across, laying him hard into the turnbuckles. The Number darts across attempting a splash, but the Hybrid is able to duck out of the way, school boy-ing the Number! 1, 2, kick out by the Number. The Number again hops right back up as Dimitri is slow and still hurting. The Number looks shocked to see that there is still this much fight left in his much smaller opponent. He walks over to Dimitri and bends down to pick him up. The Number is met by Dimitri with a thumb to the eye. With the Number staggering back, Dimitri leaps up and delivers a spinning back kick! Out of desperation, Dimitri goes for the cover, only to get a 2 count. Both men slowly get to their feet, and Dimitri attempts another spinning back kick, only to miss it as the Number ducks. The Number then kicks him in the gut, spins him around, and delivers a thunderous German Suplex. He keeps the hold intact and bridges for the pin, but the Hybrid is able to kick out at 2. The Number gets to his feet and begins walking around the ring. He then focuses his attention back on Dimitri, and drags him up to his feet. He Irish Whips Dimitri into the corner once again, and follows it up with yet another Irish Whip to the other side. He attempts the splash once again, and this time is successful. Dimitri staggers out of the corner, and the Number picks the legs, sending his much smaller down to the mat back first. The Number then turns the Hybrid over, attempting to submit him with a Boston Crab. Dimitri cries out in pain as the referee gets into position, asking him if he would like to give it up. The crowd begins to get behind the Hybrid as his facial expression turns from pain, to sheer determination. With every crawl towards the ropes, the pain becomes even more unbearable. Fingertips away from reaching the rope break, the Number crawls right back to the middle of the ring.

Chase: Ha, check that out, the crowd is now dead silent!

Harvey: The Number has taken the crowd right out of this one! Win or lose, he’s had a hell of a debut!

Chase: I really hate to say this, but it looks like he’s about to make Dimitri tap!

Dimitri has his hand in the air, ready to tap out. He slowly puts his hand down, not tapping, and tries one last desperation move to escape. However, The Number is quite simply too big for Dimitri to escape his grasp, and after a few more moments of struggling, The Hybrid has no choice but to tap out! DING! DING! DING!

Winner: The Number[/center]

Paige: Here is your winner, by submission, The Number!

Harvey: An impressive debut for The Number here tonight!

Chase: The Hybrid certainly wanted a different outcome here tonight, but The Number was too much for him to handle!

The Number eventually releases the hold, and stands to his feet, allowing the ref to raise his hand as Beethoven's Seventh Symphony begins to play over the speakers. The fans are still sitting in a stunned silence. APW Overdrive goes to a commercial break.

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Shot opens backstage with Shane West standing by with Shaun Kilgore in the Overdrive interview set. Shaun is proudly holding his Overdrive Title belt over his shoulder.

Shane West: With me right now is "The Showstopper" Shaun Kilgore, and Shaun, I must say that you have got to be the luckiest man alive after Shockwave.

Shaun Kilgore: And why do you say that?

Shane West: Well how about the fact that you intentionally got yourself counted out in your Overdrive Title defense against Bryan Payne, who was about to beat you in the middle of the ring?!

Shaun Kilgore: And that makes me lucky? No, that makes me smart.

Shane West: Smart?! That's the coward's way out! You knew that you couldn't beat Bryan Payne and that you were going to lose, so you lose in a way that you can keep your title. Then on top of that, you have your buddies, the Sports Nutz, attack Payne from behind!

Shaun Kilgore: Well look at you with the tough questions! You see, you've got this all wrong. If you would take off your Bryan Payne colored glasses for a minute, you would realize that the champion doesn't need to beat the challenger. The challenger needs to beat the champion. Bryan Payne kept trying to cheat his way to victory, and the ref would do nothing about it, so I exploited the count out rule. You see, Shane, just because you can hit someone harder than Mike Tyson; just because you have more moves than ex-lax; and just because you make yourself bleed doesn't mean you are a better wrestler. You see, you also have to have brains in order to be a great wrestler, and at Shockwave, I used my brain to the best of my ability.

Shane West: But Shaun, what about the people that say you needed to beat Bryan Payne to prove you aren't a fluke champion? And what about future title defenses?

Shaun Kilgore: Shane, I know deep down inside that I'm better than Bryan Payne. Whether these fans, or yellow journalists like you, want to believe something entirely different... quite frankly, my man, I don't give a damn. If anybody really wants this title that I have bad enough, then try to finish me off before I finish them off or before I outsmart them. And don't get all mad at me because I know the title defense rules. I didn't make them. I just use them to my advantage like any intelligent champion would. After all, I want to be champion for as long as I can, and that won't happen if I'm punishing my body just to prove a damn point and shut you puppets up. I'm the Overdrive Champion, and anybody that challenges will play by my rules.

'Nemesis' hits on the PA system as purple strobe lights flicker around the arena. Nathaniel Havok steps out from the back with his head facing the ground, hair dripping wet. He stares at the ground for about 5 seconds, before throwing both arms in the air, spitting water out of his mouth, as fire-like pyro explodes around him.

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, weighing in at 240 pounds. NATHANIEL HAVOK!!

He gives a sadistic grin before sprinting to the ring and sliding in under the bottom rope. He pops up off the mat and runs right for the far right turnbuckle. With a graceful leap, he lands on the second rope and throws his hands in the air once again. He hops down and stands in the corner as his music dies out.

The crowd is buzzing with anticipation for the coming match. On cue, the lights take on a blue tinge and 'Starstrukk' hits the speakers. This sets the crowd off: everyone knows who this is leading up to. As the song bursts to life, out races Sally Talfourd, racing to the front of the stage. Raising her hands to the crowd, she kicks her leg and heads towards the ring, slapping hands with the crowd that hangs over the rails for her.

Paige: Making her way to the ring this evening, weighing in at a sublime one-hundred and forty pounds, standing in at five feet and ten inches of perfection, this is Sally Talfourd!

Sally stands at the base of the steps to the ring, waving to the crowd as she is announced. When that's done, she dashes up the steps, hoists herself over the top ring and bounces to the centre of the ring.

Harvey: We've just learned that Sally will be involved in the Elimination Chamber match at One Night in Hell.

Chase: She doesn’t deserve to be in that match. She had her title shot at Shockwave and lost. Its to the back of the line for her!

Sally Poses for the crowd as the lights return to normal and the music fades out. The crowd still cheers for the adorable Sally as she starts to stretch for the match.

Nathaniel Havok Vs Sally Talfourd

Before the match starts, Havok climbs the turn buckle and raise his arms in the air, looking for the fans to cheer him, but he gets booed instead. Havok jumps down and Sally climbs up and the arena goes crazy for her. Before she can jump down, Havok runs over and hits her in the back then pulls her off the ropes and begins working on her in the corner with kicked and chops. Havok grabs Sally’s head and rakes her eyes across the top rope. Sally gets to the corner and Havok snap mares her out of the corner and then kicks her in the spine and then in the chest.

Harvey: Sally is in trouble early on and its all from Havok tricking her.

Chase: It was a great move by Havok and you know it!

Havok pulls Sally to her feet and then throws her off into the ropes and taker her down with a spinning wheel kick. He picks her back up and gives her a snap suplex into a cover
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Harvey: Havok better stay focus on Sally and not turn his back on her

Havok starts getting up and gets to his knee’s and Sally connects him with the Shinning Wizzard which gets a nice pop from the fans. Sally quickly climbs to the top rope and with Havok to his feet, Sally dives off catching Havok with a Tornado DDT!. Sally cover
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Chase: Sally better be careful or Nathaniel will do to her, like he did to Cooper Conrad at Shockwave.

Sally stomps on Havok and then runs off the ropes. Havok springs to his feet and catches Sally with a spear, folding her in half. Havok sets Sally up for a Powerbomb. He lifts her up and Sally starts punching Havok in the head and goes for a Hurricanrana and nails it. Havok stumbles to his feet and Sally goes after him with Forearm shots to the face, backing him to the corner. Sally throws Havok to the opposite corner, but Havok reverses it. Sally hit’s the corner and Havok runs at her and Sally gets both feet in on Havok’s stomach. Havok bends over and Sally hops to the middle ropes and dives off with a leg drop bulldog. Havok goes face first into the canvas and then Sally goes for a cover
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Harvey: it’s the never say die attitude like that from Sally which made her a break out star here in APW.

Havok gets to his knee’s and Sally gives him forearm shots as he gets to his feet. He pushes her away and as he comes back, Havok goes for a kick, but Sally catches his foot but Havok counters with a Spinning Mule Kick. Sally is down and Havok starts going up to the top rope.

Chase: Looks like he may be going for his Shooting Star Press finisher.

Havok gets to the top and Sally is up to cut Havok off. Sally begins climbing the turn buckle, punching Havok in the process. Both stand on the top rope exchanging blows and Havok head butts Sally a few times and shoves her off the top rope. Sally hit’s the mat and begins getting to her feet. As she gets up, Havok jumps off with a cross body, but Sally is able to jump and drop kick Havok in the gut as he comes down.

Havey: Magnificent heads up counter by Sally.

Havok gets to his feet holding his stomach and Sally drops him with a DDT and then climbs to the top rope. Sally gets to the top and just as he’s about to jump off, Havok shoves the ref into the ropes with his foot, causing Sally to fall off and onto the mat. Havok gets up, grabs Sally and sets her up for the "The Crowning"(The Canadian Destroyer). Havok goes to do it, but Sally counters by out of no where, rolling Havok up in a small package
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Harvey: I think that was 3.

Chase: Not even close Darren.

Both competitors get up and Nathaniel takes Sally’s head off with a vicious clothesline. Havok then rolls out of the ring and heads towards Nicky Paige and tells her to move. She does and Havok grabs her chair and folds it up and heads into the ring. Sally is slowly getting up and Havok is waiting with the chair in hand. The ref tries grabbing the chair, but Havok shoves the ref to the ground. Sally is up and Havok swings the chair, but Sally ducks it and gives Havok a low dropkick to the knee. Havok drops to a knee and Sally runs off the ropes and as she comes back, Havok stands up with chair in hand and jabs the chair into the ribs of Sally. The ref calls for the bell

Winner by disqualification: Sally Talfourd

Havok stands over Sally, with chair in hand has she’s holding her ribs.

Chase: Just like Cooper Conrad, Nathaniel is about to end Sally’s career.

Harvey: Come on now. She’s a women.

Havok gets in position and waits for Sally to get to her feet. The ref tries to talk sense into him, but Havok jabs the chair into the stomach of the ref for his troubles. Sally gets to her feet and Havok drills her in the head with the chair. Sally is down and Havok with one hand, lifts the chair in the air and the crowd boo’s.

Harvey: Un called for. Nathaniel ruined a perfectly good match here.

Chase: That was a message sent. After that, I wouldn’t be surprised if Sally took her self out of the Elimination Chamber match at One Night in Hell.

Harvey: I highly doubt that will happen.

Nathaniel continues to celebrate his assault as we go to commercial.

[biggs]

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

"This Means War" by Busta Rhymes plays out over the loud speaker as on the jumbo tron a giant video of Mark Mania's career highlights plays. Mark Mania walks out from behind the curtain with his arms in the air.

Paige: Introducing first, weighing at 235 pounds. MARK MANIA

He comes out in a full suit, as he is walking down the ramp he offers arrogant yet charming looks to crowd as he removes the suit coat, tie, and shirt while walking down the ramp and throws them into the crowd. He slides in ring under the bottom rope and lifts his arms to the crowd before entering his corner.

"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: And his partner, 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 opponents

Paige: And this opponents. Introducing first

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.

Paige: Weighing in at 260 pounds…VICTOR HADES!!

Stepping to the center of the ring while overlooking the crowd disgusted, he lowers his head and brings his fists over his face. He begins throwing clenched fists pounding against his forehead in a violent manner. Screaming words to himself before snapping his head back as his dreadlocks fly from his face, within that moment all four turnbuckle posts are lit up by the explosive pyrotechnics as they erupt. Holding his arms held high with clenched fists, while he then lowers his arms and calmly exhales turning to the stage awaiting his partner

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 of his title high in the air.

Paige: And his Partner, From Toronto, Ontario, Canada! Weighing in at 262 pounds, he is the current APW 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 eyeing 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.

Level One & Victor Hades Vs John Green & Mark Mania

Level One and John Green start the match off. They lock up in the middle of the ring and Level One brings John to the corner. They break the lock up and Level One slaps John across the face. Level One laughs as he backs up. John comes out and they go to lock up again, but John slaps Level One across the face and then takes him down with a double leg take down and starts punching Him, but Level One is quick to get himself to the ropes.

Chase: These two have had a rivalry for a year now with Level One getting the best of John Green.

Harvey: Maybe tonight will be the night that John finally gets the best of Level One.

Chase: Yah…Right.

Green backs off and both guys are circling each other and then they lock up and Level One gets a knee in on John. Level One grabs John in a front face lock and brings him towards Hades. Level tags in Hades and Hades comes in with a few shots to the kidney of John. Hades takes John and starts choking him over the top rope. The ref counts to 4 and Hades lets go. Hades puts John in the corner and chops him but John tries fighting back by giving Hades a few punches, but Hades is quick to kick John in the gut and throws him into the ropes. John hit’s the ropes and Mark makes the blind tag and climbs to the top rope. Hades gets John with a power slam and goes for a cover, but the ref doesn’t count. Hades is confused as he gets up, looks at Mark who leaps off the top rope and lands a beautiful cross body into a cover
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Harvey: This is the first time we see John and Mark work together as a team. It will be interesting to see how well they work together. Especially tonight as a win puts them in the Elimination Chamber match at One Night in Hell.

Chase: A lot if on the line for Hades too. If he and Level One wins, Hades gets put in the chamber match, so we know the Xtreme Champ isn’t going down without a fight.

Hades gets up but Mark is quick to take him back down with a neck breaker. He sits Hades up and locks in a chin lock. Hades quickly fights to his feet and is able to put Mark off into the ropes and Mark takes Hades down with a shoulder block. Mark runs off the ropes and Level One pulls the ropes down and Mark goes up and over to the floor. Level One jumps off the ring apron as Hades is up distracting the ref and Level One begins beating on Mark with kicks. John tries running over to make the save, but The ref jumps out of the ring, cutting John off. Level One rolls Mark into the ring and Level One gets in. He picks Mark up for a Power bomb and as he drops Mark, Hades catches Mark’s head with a neck breaker. Level One gets out of the ring, John gets back to his corner and Hades covers Mark.
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Chase: What a devastating double team move that was. It would have been over is John didn’t make the save.

Hades tags in Level One who picks Mark up and gives him the Randy Orton Back Breaker and covers him
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Level One picks Mark up and punches him, causing Mark to stumbles to the corner. Level chops Mark and then lifts him up, sitting him on the top rope. Level One climbs up and hooks him for a superplex, but Mark starts fighting back, punching Level One, but Level One fights back with punches of his own and then hooks Mark up and delievers the superplex from the top rope. Level One covers
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Harvey: Mark needs to tag out.

Level One drags Mark over by Hades and Level tags Hades in. Level One holds on to Mark’s legs as Mark lays unable to move. Hades climbs to the top rope and comes off with a From Heaven to Hell (Moonsault). Hades covers
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Hades pulls Mark up who reaches for a tag to John, but Hades punches Mark to the corner and then throws him to the opposite corner. Hades runs at him, but Mark gets a foot up and Hades runs into it. Hades backs up and runs again and Mark moves and Hades hit’s the corner chest first. Mark kick Hades in the back with a round house Kick. Hades bounces out of the corner backwards and Mark grabs him and gives him a German Suplex. Both guys are down and the ref begins counting them out.

Harvey: This is the big break Mark needs to tag in John.

Chase: Hade’s won’t let that happen

The ref counts to 7 and Mark is crawling towards John who is reaching for a tag. But Hades grabs Mark’s leg and gets to his feet. Mark gets to his feet, hopping on one leg and then connects with an Enziguri. Hades goes down and Mark tags in John. The arena erupts in cheers as John comes in and takes Hades down with a clothesline and then runs over and punches Level One off the ring apron. John throws Hades into the ropes and connects with a high knee to the face. Hades bounces up and stumbles to the corner and John goes over, climbs the turn buckle and starts punching Hades as the fans count. 1..2..3..4..5..6..7..8..9.…10. John jumps down and Hades falls to the mat face first. John turns him over and covers him
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Mark Mania sneaks up behind Level One and starts attacking him and then throws him into the ring post. John picks Hades up and throws him into the ropes, but Hades reverses it and puts his head down, but John comes back with grabbing Hades and bringing Hades face down into John’s knee. Hades grabs his face and then John goes for the Head Splitter, but Hades is able to back drop out of it. Hades waits for John to get up and goes for a big clothesline, but John counters with the Tap Out (Cripper Crossface).

Chase: Don’t Tap Victor!

John has it locked in good and is wrenching back but Level One pulls the referee out of the ring and punches him. Hades begins tapping as Level One gets in the ring behind John and kicks him in the back of the head. Mark gets into the ring Level One cuts him off with a big boot to the face. Level One grabs John and DDT’s him. Hades gets up and Level One tells Hades to give John the Blood Bath from Hell (Blood mist). Level One picks John up and hooks his arms from behind. Hades gets ready and then Spit’s the blood out, but then out of no where, Nathaniel Havok is on the ring apron.

Harvey: What’s Nathaniel Havok doing out here!

Chase: To help Hades and Level One.

This causes Hades to be distracted as he looks over at Havok who gives Hades a Blood Bath from Hell. Hades is blinded as Level One lets his guard down for a second and John breaks free and punches Level One to the ropes and clotheslines him over.

Chase: Why did Nathaniel Havok do that!

John goes over to Hades, kicks him and plants him with the Head Splitter. John Covers but the ref is still out. Mark goes outside, and wakes the ref up and puts him back in the ring in position and the ref counts
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Winner: John Green and Mark Mania

Paige: Here are your winners, by pinfall, John Green and Mark Mania!

Harvey: They did it. They did it! John Green and Mark Mania are going into the Elimination Chamber match at One Night in Hell! The Elimination Chamber Match is shaping up!

Chase: That it is! We know five of the participants so far: Level-One, Sally Talfourd, Young Mannie, and now John Green and Mark Mania. Still, Level One and Victor Hades got robbed in this match. Nathaniel Havok cost them the match.

John’s music hits and he and Mark begin celebrating their victory. They then exit the ring and high five the fans as they make their way to the back.

Chase: This is uncool.

Harvey: Level One doesn’t look to happy.

Level One gets back into the ring as the music cuts off. Hades is coming to as Level One stands in front of him with his hands on his hips. Hades gets to his feet and Hades apologizes to Level One, and then Level One kicks Hades in the gut and gives him the Level Advance!

Harvey: I guess now know Level One’s thoughts on what just went down.

Chase: Can you blame him. Now he has to defend his title not only against Sally Talfourd and Young Mannie, but two more of the biggest stars in the world today.

Harvey: The Elimination Chamber is shaping up to be a great main event. But up next folks. it’s the moment we all been waiting for. The Wedding between Biggs and Ellie!

Chase: Your not gonna cry are you?

Overdrive goes to its final commercial.

[biggs]

APW Overdrive comes back from it's final commercial break to see the ring decorated festively for the wedding that is about to take place. The mat is covered with a pure white carpet, and white lace is wrapped around the ropes. The ropes closest the ramp have been removed, and oversized steps lead up to the ring. In the center of the ring stands a white wooden arch, covered with white roses. An elderly preacher stands beneath the arch with a mic stand in front of him.

Chase: Welcome back to Overdrive, ladies and gentlemen, where we are mere moments away from the wedding of the century!

Harvey: That's some people's opinions...

Chase: C'mon, Darren! I know you're excited as all get out for the bouquet toss! I got a feeling that tonight may be the night you finally get that elusive bunch of flowers and meet Mr. Right!

Harvey: I've been happily married to my wife for the better part of 10 years now, thank you very much.

Chase: I wonder how happy she is!

At this point, Black Sabbath's “Iron Man” hits the speakers, and Chris Cyrus enters the arena, clad in a tuxedo, complete with a blue cummerbund and bow tie. He's grinning from ear to ear as he makes his way down the ramp, soaking in the boos of the crowd.

Paige: Making his way to the ring, he is the Man of Honor, Chris Cyrus!

Harvey: I got say, it's very weird the roll Cyrus is playing in tonight's wedding. He's performing the duties usually reserved for the Maid of Honor.

Chase: Cyrus is good friends with both Biggs and Ellie, and considering the fact that Ellie doesn't particularly care for the other female Mega Stars here in APW, well, Biggs was gracious enough to let her have Cyrus in that role!

Cyrus stops at ringside, where Biggs' and Ellie's parents are seated in the front row, shaking hands with Biggs' father, and giving hugs to the respective mothers before heading up the steps into the ring. Once he's in place, the arena lights fade to black as “Spaceman” blares over the loudspeakers.



Blue laser lights shoot from the stage as strobe lights flash about the arena. Biggs enters to a chorus of boos, and flashes his trademark smirk before making his way down the ramp to the ring. He is also wearing a tuxedo with a blue cummerbund and bow tie, although he has his usual blue feathers adorning his shoulders.

Paige: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the groom, Biggs!

Chase: Biggs isn't going to let these fans ruin the best day of his life!

The fans are booing at the top of their lungs as the arrogant GM makes his way towards the ring, ignoring their jeers. Biggs stops at ringside and gives his parents a huge hug before giving Ellie's mother a hug as well, before heading up the steps himself. Cyrus sticks his hand out for a “daps,” and Biggs obliges. The music stops and the lights come back to normal.

Preacher: Everyone please rise.

The crowd all gets to their feet, some begrudgingly as the traditional “Here Comes the Bride” begins to play. Biggs is grinning from ear to ear as Ellie finally emerges from the back, escorted by her father. She is dressed in a stunning strapless gown, which shimmers in the lights. There's a large white bow on the back of the dress, and a sizable clear jewel on the front. She has a veil over her face, but it can't hide the sheer happiness on her face as he father walks her down the ramp to the ring.

Paige: And accompanied by her father, she is the bride, Ellie!

Harvey: Despite her normal temperament, even I have to admit that Ellie is absolutely beaming tonight!

Chase: Darn straight! If she wasn't Biggs' gal, I can guarantee you all the guys in the back would take a shot at her!

Ellie and her father stop at the foot of the steps leading into the ring as the music stops.

Preacher: Who gives this woman to be married to this man?

John: Her mother and I do.

At this point, Biggs walks down the steps to meet Ellie, and shakes John's hand before hooking arms with his bride. Ellie giggles a bit as they go up the steps into the ring, and stand before the preacher. Ellie's dad, John, takes a seat in the front row.

Preacher: We are gathered here today to witness the union of Gary “Biggs” Biggerstaff and Elizabeth Marie Palmer in holy...

At this point, 3OH3!'s “Starstrukk” hits the speakers, and the fans erupt in cheers as Biggs and Ellie look perturbed in the ring. Sally Talfourd enters the arena, dressed in a shimmering blue cocktail dress that makes the male fans go wild.

Harvey: It looks like we have a wedding crasher here, not that I particularly mind when it's Sally Talfourd!

Chase: When will Sally realize her little crush on Biggs is fruitless!? Give up already!

She slaps fives with the fans as she heads down the ramp, and grabs a mic before entering the ring. Biggs and Ellie are not pleased to see her, although Cyrus is visibly lusting after Sally. Biggs snatches the mic from the mic stand.

Biggs: What in the heck are you trying to pull here, Sally!?

Sally: I can explain myself. I'm not here to ruin your wedding, not at all! I'm actually here because I noticed that while Ellie had Cyrus as her Man of Honor, you have nobody to be your Best Man, Biggs. And while I can't fulfill that role, I figure that with all we've been through the past few months, there's no reason that I couldn't be your Best Woman!

Sally adds an extra sultry emphasis on the “Best Woman” part, which upsets Biggs quite a bit. He can barely contain his anger as he responds.

Chase: She was rather forward, wasn't she!?

Biggs: That won't be necessary. Now if you will please excuse yourself from the ring...

Ellie grabs the mic from Biggs. She glares at Sally as she speaks.

Ellie: No, I want her to stay.

Biggs gives Ellie a puzzled look, and can be seen mouthing the word, “Really?”

Ellie: Sally, I want you to stay so that you can witness first hand any chance you have of getting with my man disappear the moment we are declared man and wife! I want you to lose all hope the moment Gary and I kiss, sealing our marriage!

Cyrus: Does this mean I get to walk out arm-in-arm with Sally at the end of the ceremony?

Ellie: Yes, Christopher, it does...

Cyrus: Amen to that, sister!

Harvey: Cyrus is one lucky dog tonight, isn't he, partner?!

Chase: I'll say!

Ellie hands the mic back to Biggs.

Biggs: Okay, Sally, you can stay if you must, but don't get any funny ideas, alright!

Sally: I wouldn't dream of it.

Sally says this with a flirty smile. Biggs shakes his head begrudgingly as he places the mic back in the stand, and the wedding party all take their proper positions. The preacher adjusts his glasses before continuing with the ceremony.

Preacher: As I was saying, we are gathered here to witness the joining of Gary “Biggs” Biggerstaff and Elizabeth Marie Palmer in holy matrimony. Today, they are telling one another that they wish to spend the rest of their lives with one another, and to make the commitment that they will stay faithful to one another for the rest of their days...

Ellie shoots a sharp glance at Sally as the preacher says this, and then turns back to Biggs, smiling as they hold hands. The fans are getting antsy by this point, and a “We want wrestling! We want wrestling!” chant gets going. This obviously gets to Biggs and Ellie, but it's Sally who grabs a hold of the mic to silence the crowd.

Chase: Have these people no shame! This is so rude!

Sally: Ladies and gentlemen, if you could please be respectful of Biggs and Ellie on their special day. Please don't cheapen this beautiful ceremony with your boos. Granted, it'd be more beautiful if I were the one marrying Biggs today, but I remiss. If not for Biggs, then do it for me. Please.

The fans stop their chant as Sally places the mic back in the stand. The preacher continues.

Preacher: Now the bride and groom have asked me to keep the ceremony short tonight, and after seeing the shameful behavior of those in attendance tonight, I can see exactly why they wanted it so. Still, I wanted to take a moment to commend this young couple for their decision to remain pure during their dating relationship and their engagement, saving themselves until they were married. If only more couples would follow their example, we'd have a better, more decent society. Now I understand that each of you wrote your own vows for tonight's ceremony, so we'll start with the groom.

Biggs reaches into his tuxedo and pulls out a sheet of paper as the preacher turns the mic towards him. He fumbles around a bit as he unfolds the paper, prompting a giggle of Ellie.

Biggs: Sorry. I guess I'm just a bit nervous.

Preacher: It's okay, son. Just take your time.

Biggs gets his sheet of paper unfolded, and breathes in a couple of deep breaths to try and calm himself down as he grabs a hold of one of Ellie's hands and looks her in the eyes as he glances at his notes.

Biggs: Ellie, I just got to say, standing here across from you today, getting the honor of marrying you, well, it makes me feel like the absolute luckiest man alive. Ever since I met you, Ellie, you have done nothing but bring joy to my life. You've made me laugh, you've been with me throughout all the ups and downs of my career, you've put up with mine and Cyrus' immaturity, and you've shown me nothing but love. When we went into that bar in Stanford, I never imagined that on that night, I'd meet my future wife. You did a heck of job taking care of us that night, and I know that when the need arises, you'll take care of me just as well, if not better. And while I know that over the course of our lives together, there will be times where I mess up, times when I let you down. I can't promise that I'll be perfect, but I can promise that I'll be perfectly faithful to you. When I mess, I'll do all that I can to fix it with all due haste. When you're hurt, I'll do anything to make you better. And when you're happy, I'll be happy. I can't wait to see what the future has for us, and our families. I know that both of our mothers hope for grandchildren, and if we do end up having kids, I know that you'll be a great mother. The love and care you show me is second to none. I love you, there's no other way around it. There is nobody on this earth who gets me the way you do, Ellie, and I know that tonight, I'm not just marrying the woman of my dreams, but my best friend.

Tears can be seen welling up in Ellie's eyes, obviously moved by Biggs' vows. Cyrus is trying to hold his composure as well. The preacher then turns the mic stand towards Ellie.

Preacher: And your vows, Ellie.

Ellie is all smiles as she begins to state her vows, from memory.

Ellie: Gary, or I guess Biggs in this setting...

She giggles a bit, bringing a smile to Biggs face.

Ellie: Tonight is the happiest night of my life. I get to marry my white knight. And that's exactly what you've been ever since we met last November. We haven't known each other for even a year yet, but already, I have trouble remembering what life was like before I met you. I often think fondly of the night we met, how you insisted on walking me home from the bar when you found out I didn't have a car. In the short time I had known you up to that point, I knew that you weren't trying to impress me, but that was just the kind of person you were, a gentleman. And while not everybody gets to see that side of you, you've shown it to me enough to where I have absolute confidence in the fact that you are the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. I promise to be faithful, I promise to support you, and most of all, I promise to love you for all time. You say that you're the luckiest man alive, and I got to say that I am the luckiest woman alive, because I get to grow old with you.

Chase: That was beautiful! Even you got to admit that those were touching vows, Harvey!

Harvey: This is a rare side of Ellie that I wish we saw more often!

Preacher: Now it's time to exchange the rings. Gary, do you have a ring for Ellie?

Biggs: Yes sir.

Cyrus reaches into his pocket and hands Biggs a ring. The Spaceman then grabs a hold of Ellie's left hand, and holds the ring near her finger.

Preacher: Now as you place the ring on Ellie's finger, please repeat after me. “I, Gary, take you Ellie, to be my wedded wife.”

The joy in Biggs' voice is evident as he repeats after the preacher.

Biggs: I, Gary, take you Ellie, to be my wedded wife.

Preacher: “To have and to hold, from this day forward...”

Biggs: To have to hold, from this day forward.

Preacher: “For better or worse, in sickness or in health...”

Biggs: For better or worse, in sickness or in health.

Preacher: “To love and to cherish, 'till death do us part...”

Biggs: To love and to cherish, 'till death do us part.

Preacher: “With this ring, I thee wed.”

Biggs: With this ring, I thee wed.

Biggs slips the ring on Ellie's finger. The preacher then turns to Ellie.

Preacher: Ellie, do you have a ring for Gary?

Ellie: You bet I do!

This draws a laugh from the wedding party as Cyrus pulls out another ring from his other pocket, handing it to Ellie. She then turns back to Biggs, and grabs a hold of his left hand.

Preacher: Now as you place the ring on Gary's finger, please repeat after me. “I, Ellie, take you Gary, to be my wedded husband.”

Ellie: I, Ellie, take you Gary, to be my wedded husband.

Preacher: “To have and to hold, from this day forward...”

Ellie: To have to hold, from this day forward.

Preacher: “For better or worse, in sickness or in health...”

Ellie: For better or worse, in sickness or in health.

Preacher: “To love and to cherish, 'till death do us part...”

Ellie: To love and to cherish, 'till death do us part.

Preacher: “With this ring, I thee wed.”

Ellie: With this ring, I thee wed.

Ellie places the ring on Biggs' finger, taking her time to savor the moment. Once it's on, Biggs and Ellie hold hands once more.

Preacher: Now before we continue, I required to ask that if anyone opposes to this union, may they speak now, or forever hold their peace...

Right as the preacher says this, the arena light go pitch black! The fans pop, and can be heard hooting and hollering as the lights come back on and President Jeff is perched on the turnbuckle closest to Chris Cyrus! Cyrus doesn't have time to react as Jeff leaps off and nails him with a Flying Cross Body!

Harvey: OH MY GOSH! It's President Jeff! We haven't seen him since the Overdrive after RassleMania!

Chase: I guess he must feel strongly against Biggs and Ellie getting married!

Biggs is extremely pissed off at this point, as he lets go of Ellie's hands and goes to pull Jeff off of Cyrus, whom he's pummeling with lefts and rights. As Biggs reaches down, Jeff turns around and drives his elbow right into Biggs' face, sending the groom staggering back a few steps! Sally grabs a hold of Ellie and escorts her down the steps to the floor. Jeff gets up to his feet, and nails Biggs with a Dropkick to the Knees, followed up with a Shining Wizard! Biggs rolls out of the ring beneath the ropes as Jeff pulls Chris Cyrus up and gives him the Eye of the Hurricane! Biggs has joined Ellie on the ramp by now, and both are absolutely livid as Jeff stands over the downed Cyrus and “Raining Blood” begins to play over the speakers!

Harvey: What a return for President Jeff! Not only has he laid out Chris Cyrus, but he sent a loud message to Biggs here tonight!

Chase: The man's a wedding crasher of the worst kind! He ruined Biggs and Ellie's big night! How dare he! HOW DARE HE!

Ellie screams with rage, and tries to head back to the ring, but Biggs holds her back, glaring a hole into President Jeff. For his part, Jeff stands confidently over Cyrus, and has a smirk on his face as he points to Biggs as the fans cheer loudly for him.

Chase: This was supposed to be Biggs and Ellie's big night! It was supposed to be the happiest night of their lives!

Harvey: Well, it looks like they'll have to wait a little bit longer to have their “wedding night,” if you know what I mean! But folks, that's all the time we have for tonight. Thanks for joining us for APW Overdrive, and be sure to tune in next week, where I'm sure we'll hear from President Jeff! Thanks again!

The copyright information appears in the bottom left of the screen as Biggs and Ellie continue to pout on the ramp. APW fades to black with another shot of Jeff standing tall in the ring.