Overdrive - Queensland, Australia (04/28/11)

[President Jeff]

Pyro shoots from the stage and the camera pans though the arena before stopping on Darren Harvey and Johnny Chase

Harvey: Welcome everyone to Thursday Night Overdrive.

Chase: We got a jam packed how scheduled for tonight folks

Harvey: I‘m so pumped for the main event tonight, a 6 Person tag match.

Chase: Level One, CJ Gates and Brandon Young Verses Ryan Ruckus, Sally Talfourd and Terry Marvin

Harvey: One of the biggest Overdrive‘s main events in a long time


''Alive'' by POD plays as the fans immediately explodes with an applause. Lester Only steps out from the curtain with the APW in his grasps and a clipboard in the other he pushes the title belt into the lens of the camera giving the fans at home a closer look. He then allows several fans to pat the belt on it's gold plate for good measure. After all, this all was for them just as much as it was for himself. He slips under the bottom rope and springs up to his feet as he tosses the APW Undisputed championship over his shoulder and calls for a microphone.

Harvey: For those who are just tuning in two weeks ago, the contourage launched a failed attack on Lester Only in a fatal four match against what we can perceive as Ryan Ruckus best wishes—but last week, Ryan Ruckus joined the contourage in the attack on Lester Only and his step in opponent Brandon Young, the attack failing once more.

Chase: It sure failed alright but through trial and error, you never know when these punks are going to get Lester Only who is our world champion—for good! After hanging out with Lester Only last weekend I can tell you that he has something up his sleeve here tonight!

A ''Lester Only'' chant breaks out as Lester Only nods his head along and takes to the microphone to address the great APW crowd.

Level-One: Last week Ryan Ruckus and the rest of his con-tourage decided to attack me last week showing exactly where his loyalties really lie and thus it's apparent to me and the rest of you that Ryan Ruckus's word means nothing. And so, I've been forced to take a traditional route and introduce a contract we all can agree on...

Lester Only holds the contract up over his head.

Level-One: Tonight, I introduce the official peace treaty. If Ryan Ruckus is one tenth the man he claims he is then he will sign this piece of paper and end his nonsense once and for all. By signing this peace treaty, he'll be obligated to follow his initial word. No, contourage and thus no shenanigans; as well as no more attacks from him or any of his associates and of course, I will be held to these same standards... so Ryan, get your ass out here and sign this peace treaty!

Lester Only causally walks over to the ropes and taunts trying to get Ryan Ruckus to come out on his accord. Lester Only grins as he takes a seat on the middle rope taunting him further as he pretends to look at his non-existent watch...

And then he steps out on stage microphone in hand as ''I hope you die''- by the bloodhound gang blasts the PA system. Ryan Ruckus gets a mixed response due to a hint of cheers as he fiddles an unlit cigarette in his free hand.

Ryan Ruckus: Really a peace treaty, Lester? That's honestly the best thing our so called great APW Undisputed champion could come up with? Your really losing your touch, champ...

Ryan Ruckus shakes his head back and forth as he walks down the ramp towards the ring talking on the microphone on his way down.

Ryan Ruckus: I'm not doing anything you wouldn't have done, Lester. So, I told a little white lie to get what I wanted but did you really expect anything less? This is about the APW Undisputed championship and rules are just meant to be bent.

Lester Only glares at Ryan Ruckus as he walks up the stairs and slips into the ring. He lights up his cigarette and blows the smoke into the face of Lester Only—in a show of great disrespect.

Ryan Ruckus: You may have shown great restraint over past few weeks, Lester but it's only a matter of time before you -snap-; you'd love to hit me right now, wouldn't you Lester?

Ryan Ruckus smirks as more of his cigarette smoke drifts into the grill of Lester Only, who takes a step back and shoves the contract into the chest of Ryan Ruckus.

Level-One: Just sign it, Ruckus...

Ryan Ruckus looks at the peace treaty even slipping on his special eye glasses momentarily in order to read the fine print. He looks at Lester Only and shrugs his shoulders.

Ryan Ruckus: I don't want to...

Ryan Ruckus flicks his cigarette butt towards him and head butts Lester Only across the bridge of the nose with garnishes loud boos from the crowd. He stumbles back into the ropes and realizes a fight is on as blood begins to pour.

Lester Only: You don't want to do this...

Ryan Ruckus: Try me!

Lester Only clinches a fist as Ryan Ruckus holds up the contract mockingly. He signed it. To hit Ryan Ruckus would mean he broke his own peace treaty and would have to face the consequences that would come with it.

Harvey: Ryan Ruckus has just outsmarted Lester Only! His hands are essentially tied behind his back because he can't defend himself without breaking his own treaty!

Chase: This isn't fair! This can't happen!

Harvey: Where the hell are you going, Chase?

Chase has ripped off his head seat and removed his suite as he rushes towards ringside. Meanwhile in the ring, Ryan Ruckus nails Lester Only with the clusteruck! A laid out Lester Only rolls onto his back as Johnny Chase slips into the ring and begins to sneak up behind Ryan Ruckus who thinks he's turned the crowd in his a favor as they begin to cheer...

... LOWBLOW!

Johnny Chase nails Ryan Ruckus in the groin causing him to collapse as he raises his fist in the air wearing a brass knuckle! Johnny Chase rushes over to Lester Only and begins to slap him across the face trying to get him back to a vertical base. After several seconds, he's able to as Lester stumbles to his feet in a daze.

Chase: Lester, he attacked you! We need to get him!

Lester Only nods his head a long as Ryan Ruckus gets back to his feet. Lester Only grabs by his throat and tosses him back into the turn-buckle and then points to Johnny Chase while picking up the contract along with a pen to sign it with. Lester Only smashes his fist into his hands as a signal to Johnny Chase who winds up and smashes Ryan Ruckus in the gut...

''Ooooooh'' the crowd moans.

Lester Only: Your going to sign this treaty. A man in wrong cannot defeat man in the right, Ryan.

Ryan Ruckus nods his head as Johnny Chase winds up and knocks him in the gut harder this time as he collapses to the mat with the air knocked out of him. Lester Only drops to the mat on his belly looking at Ryan Ruckus in his eyes.

Lester Only: We don't have to do this. Signing this treaty is what's good for the APW. It's good for me. And it works best for you, Ryan.

Johnny Chase kicks Ryan Ruckus in the ribs causing him to fall over onto his belly.

Lester Only: Ryan?

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Lester Only: You know, you're right about one thing... this is all about the APW Undisputed Championship! And if you want to stand a chance at winning, you're going to have to do the right thing... Ryan.

Johnny Chase leans over Ryan Ruckus holding a clenched fist over the face of a downed Ryan Ruckus who grits his teeth.

Ryan Ruckus: Okay, I'll sign it....

Johnny Chase sighs as he tosses off the brass knuckles and grasp his hands in pain.

Chase: Thank god because my knuckles are KILLING me right now!

Ryan Ruckus signs the peace treaty, as Lester Only grabs Ryan Ruckus by his hand pulling him up to his feet as the two meet face to face in-front of a crowd of roaring fans as we head backstage


The scene opens with JR Kingston arriving in a limo he steps out the car as the trunk opens, he grabs his dufflebag & enters from the back door of the arena...JR walking through the corridor with his luggage as he starts question anyone he sees

JR approaching a stage hand and pointing

JR: Listen Asswhip one of my good friends is missing! Now I'm not for the small talk, I know Mannie is already here and I know he is around here somewhere with my friend so how about you tell me...Where the fuck is he?

The stage hand is beginning to shake with fear, as he trimbles

JR: Drops his bag and smack the kid around I'm going to ask one more time...Where is Mannie?

The kid has a busted lip and is mumbling

SH: I don't sir, Please I'm new here!

JR drops the kid as he lets him go and continues his search and we go to our first commercial

[President Jeff]

OPEN –On what has become the iconic showtime dwelling of our Action Packed President. He sits in his ergonomic chair, focused of the final details of tonight’s broadcast. Well, that, and the man sitting across from him.

R2: So everything is squared away with those fans that were injured by the replica belts. I’ve purchased all the Mayhem passes and first-class Fed-Exed them to the parties involved. My finger’s not the main one on the pulse, but everyone seems to be happy.[/b]

Jeff barely looks up from the forms in front of him.

JEFF: Thus far, there have been no complaints.

R2: Good. Because I have one. That horse I was booked to enter on is a total bastard. Barely fit for Elmer’s Glue, and I want him struck. You know, in the production sense. –grinning directly at the camera- Because the new Ryan Ruckus complies happily with current PETA standards and practices.[/b]

And now Jeff stops and looks up.

JEFF: What horse?

R2: THE horse. The one I rode in on for my in-ring promo, not twenty minutes ago. Part of my new entrance, yeah? I swear, we’ve talked about this.[/b]

JEFF: Ryan, if I tried to keep track of every time you’ve “reinvented” yourself, I’d never get anything done. Just go out there tonight, put on a good show, and don’t injure the fans. Okay?

Standing, Ryan sighs and heads for the door.

R2: Okay.[/b]

JEFF: And for God’s sake, hype the main event or something!

Ruckus steps out of the office and closes the door, mumbling to himself.

R2: Hype the main event… Hype the main event…[/b]

Across the hall, Ruckus spots Lester Only, standing by the craft services table.

R2: YOU’RE GOING DOWN IN TONIGHT’S AMAZING MAIN EVENT![/b]

Everyone backstage suddenly stops what they’re doing and turns to look at Ruckus. Including the Undisputed champ, who was clearly unaware we’d be conducting a ‘shoot’ showdown backstage, before the show. So he simply gives Ruckus the finger and goes back to what he was doing.

Ruckus, oblivious, and proud of his frenetic attempt at hype, continues down the hallway, grabbing a sharpie marker and a sheet of paper from a nearby table and writing a note on the door of the Contourage locker room.

TMarv,
Meet at SalTal’s locker room. Team building before the M.E.
-R2

-Then continuing further down the hall, our hero stops outside the dressing room of our former Heavyweight champion, Sally Talfourd.

Knock knock knock

-And from behind the door, we hear:

SALLY: Just a minute.

-Before it cracks open to reveal Sally, still obviously mid-way through her pre-match preparation.

Upon seeing Ruckus, she sighs.

SALLY: What do YOU want?

Ruckus gives his best smile.

R2: Just thought since we were teaming up tonight, we should prep together. Talk some strategy.[/b]

He tries to push past her, into the room. She puts her arm across the door frame, to block his path.

SALLY: Let me get this straight. You want to come in here, into my locker room, and “hang out” with me while I get ready for our match?

R2: Just in the interest of team work. You don’t have to make it sound all pervy.[/b]

Sally scoffs.

SALLY: This from the jackass who called me a hermaphrodite and a slag?

R2: Well, yeah… But I’m turning over a new leaf.[/b]

SALLY: You just said it thirty minutes ago!

R2: Okay, so it’s a new-new leaf. –big grin- C'mon, let me in. Partner.[/b]

Sally’s not buying it.

SALLY: How about this. You go out there tonight, stay out of my way, make sure your lackeys don’t get us disqualified, and that’ll be just about all the team building we need.

R2: But-[/b]

SALLY: Bye now.

And she shuts the door in his face.

R2: –mocking- Mmy mmow. Eemeemeemeemee. –he takes a beat before yelling toward the locker room door- Your secret’s safe with me, Jamie Lee Curtis![/b]

-Then turning around and heading back down the hall, Ruckus spots Brandon Young having a pre-match chat with CJ Gates.

R2: YOU’RE SO GOING DOWN IN TONIGHT’S UNMISSABLE MAIN EVENT.[/b]

-Only no one’s around to hear this time, and Brandon and CJ simply look at each other, rolls their eyes, and continue talking. Which prompts Ruckus to shrug and walk off, in the opposite direction.

-A few seconds later, we refocus on the door of Sally Talfourd’s locker room as a hand reaches up and knocks.

The door opens and Sally sighs to see the “Real Show” Terry Marvin standing in the hallway.

TMARV: Um, Ruckus said something about us all meeting up here?

-And with no response save a clearly-disgusted look, Sally slams her door closed yet again.

TMarv: Hmm. Guess not…

And we go to ringside\

APW Overdrive comes back from a commercial break with Johnny Chase in the ring.

Chase: Ladies and gentlemen, I know what I'm about to say will disappoint each and every one of you greatly, but due to his injury and personal issues at home, the APW Overdrive Champion Biggs is not able to be here with us tonight.

The crowd cheers this news.

Chase: However, he will be joining us via satellite from his home in Seattle, Washington!

This draws loud boos from the crowd. The arena goes dark and the APW-Tron shows Biggs at his home. He's wearing a Seattle Mariner's ball cap and jersey, and has the Overdrive Championship slung over his shoulder. His cast is navy blue with the Mariner's logo on it. The crowd is booing loudly as Chase “welcomes” Biggs. He's seated in what appears to be his den, which has wooden walls and several items of sports paraphernalia adorning it. Biggs himself is sitting in a blue easy chair.

Chase: Biggs, it's great to be able to have this chance to talk with you, despite the fact that you weren't able to make it down here for tonight's show. I think the first question on everyone's mind is how is your arm feeling?

Biggs: Thanks for asking, Johnny. I'll tell you one thing, it's certainly not the best it's ever felt, but I do feel like it's making progress. Unfortunately, Khaos' heinous attack last week in which he broke my cast has set me back a week or two on my recovery time line, but the fact of the matter is that come Mayhem, no matter what condition my arm is in, I am ready to face Khaos and defend my APW Overdrive Championship.

Chase: Speaking of Khaos, what are your thoughts on the bum?

Biggs smirks at hearing Johnny's question, and responds with a slight chuckle.

Biggs: I like the way you put that, Johnny, because that's exactly what Khaos is! He's all brawn and no brains! Sure, he may be physically stronger and much larger than me, but in breaking my arm, the big meat head gave me an equalizer!

Biggs raises his hand to bring attention to his cast.

Biggs: Because, Khaos, I'm not nearly as hapless as my beloved Mariners, not in the slightest. The fact is that so long as my cast stays intact, any pain in my arm is a minor annoyance, and more than manageable Secondly, the cast will only help to reenforce any submission locks I put on you using my arms, while making it significantly harder for you to perform a submission hold on this arm. Thirdly, you've given me a weapon that I can and will use legally. It's not my fault that when I punch you with this hand you'll be getting a face full of plaster, it's yours. And while I know that this cast will be a huge target for you in our match-up, by breaking my arm now instead of closer to our title match, you've given me more than enough time to train with it, to learn how to utilize it to my advantage, and to be able to formulate a game plan that you will simply not be able to overcome. So Khaos, I say thank you for breaking my arm, because not only did you give me a reason to actually care about kicking your butt six ways from next Sunday, but you've given me an advantage. Also, one more thing, Khaos, I heard what you had to say about me this week, about how you're looking forward to breaking my arm for a third time at Mayhem. Well, I really do hate to call you out on your own stupidity for this, but unless you broke my arm in another place in your attack last week, which you didn't, you've only broken my arm once. The second time, you merely broke my cast. So the correct thing for you to have said would have been that you were looking forward to breaking either my cast or my arm for the second time. But then again, what can I expect from a meat head like you? You're not intelligent enough to be able to defeat me, as your limited grasp of math shows, and that is one of the many reasons why I will emerge from Mayhem still the APW Overdrive Champion! I'll see you then, dummy!

At this point the satellite feed comes to a close. The lights come back on, and Johnny has made his way back to the announce table.

#SIMPLY F'N PUT!



Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, making his way into the ring, from Chicago, IL, weighing 234 pounds, "Simply Put" Johnny Rebel.

#IT'S TIME TO PRAY THE PRICE!

[The crowd has come unglued in their hatred for Rebel. He gets to the ring and pulls a camera man down to the ground and on all fours as Rebel uses him as a stepping stone to get in the ring. He takes off his robe to reveal his gold tights and tasseled white boots. He poses on the second turnbuckle with both hands held high.]

The first few second of Hard to See by Five Finger Death Punch begin to play throughout the arena as the lights dim and flash red and black just as the music picks up tempo. From out of the curtains steps AJ King. He makes his way to the edges of the entrance stage pointing out into the crowd and walking over to the other side doing the same.

Paige: And his opponent, from Ocean View, DE, weighing 215 pounds, AJ King.

As the tempo picks up again AJ King runs down the ramp towards the ring sliding into the ring on his stomach, and quickly popping back up to his feet and seemingly running up the corner turnbuckle as he throws his hands outward in the air posing for the crowd. AJ jumps down and runs to another corner as the music continues and finally jumps down as the last bit of lyrics fade out. King is still on the turnbuckle when rebel comes up from behind and blindsides him with a forearm, causing him to fall. The ref calls for the bell to start the match.

Johnny Rebel vs. AJ King


Rebel helps King to his feet and whips him off the ropes, giving him a backdrop on the rebound. Rebel applies a sleeper hold to King.

Harvey: Rebel in control in the early going.

Chase: Go Rebel. No. Go King. No. Go Rebel. I can't make up my mind.

Harvey: Easy there. Don't have a coronary.

King is fighting the hold, trying not to go to sleep. King is fighting to get to his feet. King backs Rebel into the ropes and breaks the hold. Rebel turns King around and King hits a kick to the ribs of Rebel. King hits another kick to the ribs. And another. And another. King then hits a series of knife edge chops. King whips Rebel off the ropes and hits a dropkick on the rebound. King climbs the turnbuckle and leaps off with an elbow drop to the throat of Rebel. he covers.
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Harvey: These men are both out to prove themselves here tonight.

Chase: This match makes my head hurt. I can't decide who to root for.

Harvey: Just sit back, stop whining, and enjoy the match.

Rebel helps King to his feet and whips him into the ropes. He goes for a clothesline on the rebound but King ducks it and goes behind Rebel with a german suplex. He bridges.
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Harvey: That's unfair. That low blow was foul. he should be disqualified.

Chase: I know. I love it. If only he was facing somebody other than AJ King.

Rebel helps King to his feet and delivers a series of kicks to the ribs. King doubles over and Rebel hits The Putdown.
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King barely gets the shoulder up. Rebel can't believe it. Rebel helps the barely moving King to his feet and whips him off the ropes but King hits a clothesline on the rebound.

Harvey: That was amazing.

Chase: I'm sorry, Johnny. Please don't hurt me.

King helps Rebel to his feet, whips him off the ropes, and hits a backdrop on the rebound. King helps Rebel to his feet and whips him off the ropes. He goes for another backdrop on the rebound but catches a knee to the face. Rebel follows that up with a gut wrench powerbomb. He covers.
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King gets a foot on the ropes. Rebel kicks King out to the floor. Rebel follows him out and hits a leg drop on the floor. He climbs on top of King and hits a series of rights and lefts to the face. Rebel helps King to his feet and hits a bulldog. The count is at 9 and Rebel climbs in the ring and right back out to break the count.

Harvey: C'mon. This match isn't Falls Count Anywhere. get back in the ring.

Chase: He's trying to wear him down on the outside. I love this guy. It just really pisses me off that he's doing this to AJ King.

Harvey: I love your unbiased commentary.

Rebel rolls King into the ring. He climbs to the top and leaps off with the Chicago Crux.
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King barely gets the shoulder up again. Rebel helps a barely conscious King to his feet and whips him into the corner. He comes at him and hits a series of kicks to the ribs. He gives King a snap suplex out of the corner. He waits for King to get to his feet and hits a superkick. He covers.
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King gets his foot on the bottom rope. Rebel helps King to his feet and whips him off the ropes. He goes for a clothesline on the rebound but King ducks down low and spears Rebel in the knees. King quickly locks in a triangle choke. Rebel struggles to breath but finally gets to the ropes. King helps Rebel to his feet and whips him to the corner but Rebel reverses and King is sent to the corner. Rebel charges at King but King springboards off the middle turnbuckle and hits a dropkick on a charging Rebel. King climbs the turnbuckle and waits for Rebel to get up. When Rebel gets to his feet, King leaps off and hits a DDT. He covers.
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Harvey: I thought King had him there.

Chase: Rebel is too great a competitor.

King helps Rebel to his feet and whips him off the ropes. he goes for a clothesline on the rebound but Rebel goes behind him and rolls him up.
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King kicks out. Rebel starts arguing with the referee. When he gives up and turns around, King gouges his eyes. He starts swinging at King angrily. King kicks him in the gut and hits a DDt. He covers.
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Harvey: What a ridiculous eye gouge.

Chase: Either one of these guys would make a fine winner. And maybe, God forbid, a champion.

King starts stomping Rebel. He halps Rebel to his feet and whips him off the ropes. He hits a dropkick on the rebound. Rebel falls into the corner. king climbs to the second turnbuckle and hits 10 punches to the face of Rebel. King taunts the crowd and Rebel brings a foot up into the crotch of King. Rebel brings King down with a sit out powerbomb.
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Harvey: neither man can seem to put the other away.

Chase: That low blow was great.

Harvey: but he did it to the great AJ King?

Chase: I think I'm starting to cheer for Johnny Rebel in this match.

King helps Rebel to his feet. He throws a punch but Rebel ducks it, goes behind King, and, when King turns around, Rebel hits him with a few punches to the face. He whips King into the corner and follows him with a bulldog. Rebel leaps into the air with a leg drop. He covers.
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Winner: Johnny Rebel

Rebel celebrates in the ring.

Harvey: Johnny Revel picked up a debut win here

Chase: Not a bad way to kick off your APW career

Johnny continues to celebrate as we go backstage


The man known as Khaos sits alone in his dressing room preparing for his match with Jesse Nunez. He is dressed in his wrestling gear consisting of cut off jean shorts, black The Natural Born Killer t-shirt and black wrestling boots. His knees and elbows are covered by black pads and a matching set of kick pads are pulled up over his shins. Slowly he tapes his wrists with white athletic tape and gets mentally ready for a fight.

Khaos: I’m not too worried about my match tonight. Since returning Jesse Nunez hasn’t been the same guy that had so much success and won so many titles. While I think the guy is about as street as chocolate chip cookies, he used to think he was a badass thug. That’s gone now and he can’t even pull off over APW’s sad excuse for a rodeo clown. I think my unbeaten streak is safe.

No my worries turn to a couple of weeks from now when I finally climb back inside of the ring with Biggs. Mayhem is going to be the night that I finally get what I deserve, the Overdrive Championship. I know I am going to beat Biggs like the little bitch that he is, but I am beginning to wonder if the deck isn’t being stacked against me. I mean Biggs is walking around with a broken arm, thanks to me, and there is no way in hell he will be cleared to wrestle by a doctor before the match. That means that Biggs is going to be walking into the match with a weapon attached to his arm. Now I have personally spoken with President Jeff about this match and he has told me that this match will be under standard APW rules. It’s not going to be hardcore or no disqualification. It’s going to be a regular every day run of the mill wrestling match. So you see how I can feel that the whole world is against me.

My opponent is going to be wrestling with a weapon, a plaster cast, covering his arm. He might claim that he won’t use it as a weapon, but I guarantee that when the time comes he will. Then the referee will be forced to call for the bell and disqualify Biggs. Woo hoo! I get the win and my unbeaten streak continues, but that cunning little freak Biggs remains the champion. The build up and posing will be complete but things will end up exactly the same after Mayhem as they were going in. It’s a goddamn tragedy of the system and there are going to be a whole lot of upset fans. People are going to begin wondering if APW is the kind of company they want to expose their children to because not only do they hire ex-cons like m but they also reward cheaters like Biggs. I guarantee attendance numbers are going to plummet and President Jeff is going to lose a fortune.

However I do have a simple solution to the problem. One that we can take care of tonight and will save everyone a lot of time and Biggs a lot of pain. President Jeff can simply vacate the Overdrive Championship because Biggs is medically unable to defend it and give it to me. I mean I have proven time and again that I am the number one contender and the rightful Champion. Then at Mayhem Biggs and I won’t have to worry about annoying things like belts and we can focus on what this match is really all about, hatred.

So Jeffrey I suggest you think it over real hard and then once you make the right decision you can bring me the belt right here in my locker room. I’ll be here all night.

The scene fades to commercial.

[President Jeff]

The cameras go backstage as Nathaniel Havok is walking down the hallway, ready to re-debut and take on Rachel Cole. Shane West is seen running into camera view, to try and get a word with the Enforcer of Sorrow. Nathaniel stops as soon as he sees Shane, knowing that Shane wont take no for an answer.

West: Nathaniel, thank you so much for your time!

Havok: I know you, and even though you’re very annoying when it comes to things like this, for some reason, I like you. So shoot, what do you want with me?

West: First of all, welcome back to APW! I like many others were shocked to see you last week! But why Whitehead? And are you worried at all about retribution?

Nathaniel laughs as Shane puts the mic to his chin. This irritates Nathaniel who snags the mic away from the backstage annalist.

Havok: Jacob Whitehead is looking for retribution. He’s somewhere in this building, and I can sense his rage. He hates me, I can feel it all around. Why Whitehead? Simple. He’s the biggest and the baddest that Action Packed Wrestling has to offer. I had something to prove to everyone upon my return. Bottom line, I’m back! And I’m better than ever! Jacob Whitehead knows that already, and if he shows his face around me tonight, I will prove it again! But allow me to cover all bases for you, so you can save your breath. Number one, I left because I had things to take care of. Nothing more, nothing less, and we’ll just leave it at that. Rachel Cole has her own opinions, but everybody already knows that the opinion of a female really doesn’t matter. First, I started with Jacob Whitehead. Tonight, I cover all sexes just to make it clear. No one alive is going to stop me from getting what I want.

He shoves the mic into the chest of Shane West and begins to walk away. Shane grabs him by the arm before he can walk off.

West: Wait, what is it that you want?

Havok takes the mic back.

Havok: Diamante Valentine! And allow me to go ahead and save us from having to hear your voice again, West. I’ll go ahead and let you know why. That Xtreme Championship he has, it’s mine! Diamante, I don’t just want that title, I need it! You’ve got it, and it’s mine! Therefore, you’re next on my list!

Havok gives West back his mic and turns to walk away. Before he can even take a step, he turns to see President Jeff standing right behind him.

Jeff: Not if you don’t earn it.

Havok: Excuse me?

Jeff: You’re going to have to earn it.

Havok: Do you not know who you’re talking to?

Jeff: I know exactly who I’m talking to, and I still don’t care. I run this place and you already know that. I am glad to see you back in APW, therefore, I’m not going to go into detail about how pathetic your assault on Jacob Whitehead was last week. I’m just going to hand you a friendly warning, and let that one slide. However, if you’re wanting a shot at the Xtreme Champion and his title, you’re going to have to earn it. Again, I don’t care who you are. Nathaniel Havok, Jason Vorhees, Freddy Kruger, I don’t give a damn. Around here, we don’t give away title shots. Take your place in line, bub.

Jeff gives Nathaniel a friendly pat on the shoulder and walks away

(The scene opens up backstage inside the locker room of C.J. Gates where we see Gates himself sitting in one of the steel folding chairs. He is dressed in his ring attire and currently taping his wrists when the door bursts open and in walks Rico Casteel.)

Rico: I swear to God if I get my hands on him...

(Gates looks up as Rico closes the door.)

C.J. Gates: Something wrong?

Rico: Same shit, different day. Getting tired of it all, you know?

(Gates nods his head.)

Rico: You ready?

(Gates sighs and leans back in the chair.)

C.J. Gates: You don't have to keep asking me that, man. I'm always ready for my matches, no matter what.

Rico: Just figured I'd make sure. You're walking into quite the lions den tonight.

C.J. Gates: But I don't mind it. I mean, not like it's anything new to me. The only difference from any other star-studded six man tag match, is that Sally Talfourd is finally showing her true colors. She's finally giving us all the old 'fuck you' we've been expecting from her.

Rico: She's really got it out for you.

C.J. Gates: She always did, for her own phantom reasons. But like I said, I could really care less. If she's going to play that shit and expect me to come crawling at her feet, begging her to tell me the reason why she is doing it, then she has the wrong patsy.

Rico: Try telling her that.

(Gates chuckles and shakes his head.)

C.J. Gates: There is no telling her that. She's at that point where no matter what I say, she won't listen to it. I could tell her that her elephant is loose in the governors bath tub, and she wouldn't even realize I'd said it. But I'm used to that sort of treatment from those people.

(Rico nods.)

C.J. Gates: Besides, I'm at least teaming with one person I can trust this week, and as long as Lester is still trying to keep the fans on his side so he can drive Ruckus crazy, he'll play by the rules. If, and that's a big if, I can take him at his word when he says that he'll be there if a tag is needed, then there will be no problems.

Rico: Good point. But really, do you think he'll keep his word?

C.J. Gates: Stranger things have happened. This is APW after all.

Rico: Think Ruckus will have it out for you?

C.J. Gates: Naw, probably not. I think he's more worried with proving a point to Lester than dealing with some 'North Dakota cowboy', as he so politely put it. But before the match even gets here, I have to finish getting ready. Big match and all.

(Rico nods and then turns, opening the door and leaving the room. Gates smiles as he sits forward in the chair, resting his hands on his knees.)

C.J. Gates: Time for reality to slap her straight in the face.

(The scene fades to ringside.)

We go back to the ring with Rachel Cole standing in it with her music playing.

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, Weighing in at 130 pounds, RACHEL COLE

'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. He gives a sadistic grin before sprinting to the ring and sliding in under the bottom rope.

Paige: And her opponent, making his in ring return to APW, NATHANIEL HAVOK!!

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.

Nathaniel Havok Vs Rachel Cole

The bell rings and the two lock up and Havok gets behind Rachel with a waist lock, lifts her up and takes her down to the mat on her stomach. Havok jumps to her front and has her in a front face lock. Cole grabs Havok’s arm and twistes it, getting out of the hold and has Havok in a hammer lock on the ground. Rachel holds on as Havok gets to his feet and then throws his elbow back, elbowing Rachel in the face. Havok gets his arm free and runs off the ropes and comes back, taking Rachel down with a shoulder block. Havok hit’s the ropes and hops over Rachel, hitting the opposite ropes. Rachel nips up to her feet and then nails a running Havok with a spinning heel kick. Havok goes down, but gets right back up and goes to the corner. Rachel goes over and nails Havok with some forearm shots to the jaw and then throws him to the opposite corner. Rachel runs at Havok and jumps on his legs for a Monkey flip, but Havok catches her, turns and sits her on the top turn buckle. She kicks Havok in the face and then jumps off the top rope with a Hurricanarana and takes Havok over. Havok gets up and Rachel rolls him up in a school boy
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Harvey: Last week we saw the return of Nathaniel Havok when he attacked Jacob Whitehead

Chase: Rachel picked up a much needed in last week, so tonight, a win for either wrestler is big for them

Both get up and Havok takes Rachel down with a clothesline. He then picks her up and snap suplexes her in the middle of the ring. Havok then grabs a handfull of her hair with one hand and begins punching her with the other. After a few punches, Havok gets off her and the crowd boo’s him. He picks her up and gives her a spinning neck breaker and then covers
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Chase: For those unsure of what Havok is capable of doing, before taking time away from APW, Havok was in contendership for the Undisputed title at One Night in Hell last year
Harvey: Yah, but Rachel Cole is a champion in CWC.

Havok picks Rachel up, leans her over, grabs her by the waist and gives her a gut wrench power bomb. Rachel’s head bounces off the mat and Havok drops to his knee’s and covers her again
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Havok lifts her up and kicks her in the mid section and then punches her, backing her to the corner. Havok starts choking Rachel with his hand and the ref begins to count for the break. 1...2..3...4.…Havok lets go of the choke. He then grabs Rachel, throws her to the opposite corner and Havok runs behind her. Rachel runs up the turn buckle and moonsaults off and lands on her feet and Havok hit’s the corner, chest first. Havok turns, Rachel kicks him in the gut, hooks Havok’s arms and drops him with a double arm DDT! Rachel struggles to roll Havok over, but does and covers him
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Harvey: Only in APW that a 130 pound women can beat up a 240 pound man.

They both get up and Havok goes for a clothesline and Rachel ducks it and comes at Havok with a fury of kicks to the side of the legs and then runs off the ropes and takes Havok down with a head scissor takedown. Havok gets back up, Rachel kicks him and gives him the Rocker Dropper and then covers
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Rachel then gets on the ring apron. Havok gets up and Rachel springboards into the ring and Bulldogs Havok to the mat. Rachel goes for another cover
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Rachel goes back to the ring apron. Havok gets back up and Rachel springboards into the ring and Havok moves out of the way, but Rachel lands on her feet and Havok hits her with a Super Kick. Rachel is down and Havok covers
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Havok gets up and waits for Rachel to get to her feet. Rachel slowly gets up but stops on her knee’s. Havok goes over and goes to lift her up and Rachel spits out a Green mist into Havok’s face.

Chase: Ectoplasm!

Havok tries whipping the mist from his eyes and Rachel grabs Havok and goes for the Chaos theory. Before he can do the move, Havok breaks free and then kicks Rachel in the cut and hits her with the Canadian Destroyer.

Harvey: The Crowning!

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Winner: Nathaniel Havok

Nathaniel Havok is celebrating in the ring following his dominant victory over Rachel Cole. He is about to leave the ring, but before he can, "End of the World" comes on over the speaker system. Havok just smirks, raising his fists as he whirls around, trying to figure out which angle the assault will come from. However, with 360 degrees to contend with, and only two eyes, he can't keep tabs on two people. As soon as he sees Jacob Whitehead hop the barricade, his eyes get locked on the giant he felled last week, who seems to be holding one arm behind his back for some reason, but regardless, that enables Elizabeth Page to sneak up from behind. She slides into the ring and aims a punt right between Havok's legs! The crowd winces as Havok cradles his crotch and Jacob slides into the ring. Havok is starting to recover already, but it isn't enough to prevent him from being nailed in the face by Whitehead, who is wearing what looks like a set of spiked brass knuckles with a knife attached to it!

Chase: Did Whitehead just nail Havok with a knife?

Harvey: Not just any knife, a trench spike. He could actually kill Havok with that thing!

Chase: Well Havok could have killed Jacob with his steel pipe. What's your point?

Whitehead doesn't give two shits what the announcers think, he just looks down at Havok, whose face is already busted open by the trench spike's studs. Whitehead stomps Havok a few times before taking off the trench spike. He hands the lethal weapon to Liz, who safeguards it while Whitehead lifts Havok up to his feet. Havok starts fighting back with rights, lefts, and even a headbutt, but Jacob subdues Havok with a knee lift. He then hooks Havok for a suplex and lifts him up, stalling him out and letting the blood rush to Havok's head. In the meantime, he uses his free hand to signal to Liz.

Chase: What is he...oh really? Is this really necessary?

Harvey: Eye for an eye, Chase...he just wants to do as much damage to Havok as he did to Jacob last week.

Liz puts the trench spike back on Jacob's fist, which Jacob flexes a bit to make sure it's in place. Then he lowers Havok down, dropping him down for a Lightning Strike, but instead of hitting a jawbreaker like normal, Jacob shifts his weight and drops Havok toward his fist, simultaneously shooting it up and absolutely destroying Havok's jaw with the trench spiked fist. Thankfully Havok falls away from the KO blow instead of sagging into the knife, but as it is, blood is seeping from his temple and jaw, which is quite enough for Jacob. He sheds the spike before dropping down to the canvas, rolling out of the ring and dragging Havok to the outside.

Chase: What now?

Jacob answers that by reaching out to Liz, who is able to extract a pair of handcuffs from under the ring. He hooks one side to Havok and the other side to the steel cable connecting the bottom turnbuckle to the ring post. This leaves the nearly lifeless Havok in an uncomfortable position, even if he had energy, making it extremely hard to defend himself. Liz brings the spike and a microphone over. Jacob takes the spike and puts it on his fist before taking the mic in his other hand. He leans in nice and close to Havok, pressing the point of the spike against his throat to be sure he's got Havok's attention before he speaks.

Jacob: Thought you pulled one over on me, did you? Think you can fool me with your little disappearing trick? Well it looks like I get the last laugh, because tonight, you're going to watch what's going to happen to you in the end, firsthand.

Jacob sheds the spike and gives it to Liz, who puts it on her fist. It's grossly oversized for her, but at the end of the day, it's still a knife, and she stands guard over Havok.

Jacob: My beautiful, beautiful manager there will be making sure you don't take your eyes off the action, no matter how badly you may want to look away. But this is for your own good, Havok; this is a front row view of your destiny.

Jacob grins before rolling into the ring, leering down at Liz a moment, then glaring down at Havok before backing up against the ropes and starting to stretch for his upcoming match.

Chase: Wait, Young Mannie is coming down to save Nathaniel!

Young Mannie stands at the top of the ramp, sizing up the situation.

Harvey: Are you sure about that? He’s got a match next with Jacob Whitehead, you don’t think that has something to do with it?

Chase: Wishful thinking never hurt anybody.

Harvey: Speak for yourself there buddy. Whitehead and Havok are going to tear each other apart before they’re over with! Look at Nathaniel! Whatever that knife as, it had brass knuckles with spikes on it!

Chase: Finally, we agree! Whitehead needs to chill the hell out and leave Nathaniel alone!

Harvey: That’s where you’re wrong! I’m not siding with either of these two sadistic fools! All they’re doing is ending their careers! We’ve got to take a quick commercial break, what’s Mannie going to do? We’ll find out when we get back!

COMMERCIAL

[President Jeff]

Young Mannie Vs Jacob Whitehead

As we come back from commercial break, Young Mannie is still slowly walking down the ramp as Elizabeth and Jacob stare him down. Elizabeth, still on the outside of the ring holding the knife, scowls at Mannie as he grins, staring her up and down. His face then gets serious, as he looks at her like he is about to pounce. She begins to get furious, and holds out the knife, as to threaten him. His face changes back to a grin, as he chuckles in her face. All of the sudden, down the ramp comes the trusty Red Shield Mafia manager, Damien Walker. He gets in the face of Elizabeth, but stays far enough away that she cant get him with the weapon. Whitehead makes his way to the ring apron, but the referee stops him from jumping to the outside. Whitehead warns the referee to back off, but knows that he is just doing his job.

Harvey: Whitehead might want to watch out, he’s about to get himself disqualified before the match even begins!

Chase: While I don’t like the guy, I can’t blame him! That beautiful woman standing by that street thug and his running buddy is Whitehead’s property! They’re both kind of out of line here!

Mannie sees that he has caught Jacob’s attention, but laughs it off. He then turns his attention to Nathaniel Havok, who is beginning to come around, but is still handcuffed to the ringpost. He slowly walks up to Havok, showing no emotion whatsoever. He bends down, checking to see if Havok is okay. He then gets up and acts like he is about to roll into the ring, only to turn around and kick Havok right in the temple.

Chase: HEY! What was that for?

Harvey: Young Mannie just got a big shot in on Nathaniel Havok!

Chase: He’ll end up regretting the day that he cowardly attacked Nathaniel Havok!

Mannie then takes his boot and starts stomping all over Havok. After countless boots, Mannie stops the assault and bends down, telling Havok that he did it for Valentine. Mannie then rolls into the ring and looks at Whitehead who is in the opposite corner. Whitehead chuckles for a second and applauds Mannie for what he just did to the man that attacked the giant last week. The referee calls for the bell and the two men begin to circle each other. Mannie kicks things off by darting at the giant, hitting him with a leaping forearm. Mannie wastes no time as he begins belting Whitehead with right hands one after the other. Whitehead covers his head and waits for Mannie to get winded. After a few seconds of taking on the right hands pounding him in the head and neck area, Whitehead pie-faces Mannie and shoves him down to the mat. Mannie gets right back up and goes back on the offensive, this time with rights, lefts, and kicks all over the body. Whitehead once again is able to grab Mannie by the face, and slams him down once again.

Chase: Too much power for Mr. 420 to handle I’d say.

Harvey: He’s giving it one hell of an effort here! You know what they say, he might be the underdog as far as size goes, but never say never in professional wrestling!

Mannie once again gets right back to his feet and darts at Jacob Whitehead. This time however, the giant is awaiting his arrival, and extends his forearm out, clipping the Red Shield Mafia member with a thunderous clothesline that sends him crashing down to the mat below. Whitehead then turns his attention to the outside, to make sure that Walker isn’t anywhere near his girl, Liz. When he turns his head back around, Mannie has made his way back up, and hits him with a dropkick right to the knee. With the giant down on one knee, Mannie runs across and returns, leaping into the air and delivering a huge dropkick right into his face.

Chase: That’s one way to take a giant down!

Mannie gets up while Whitehead is dazed and again darts across, coming back with a leg drop across the neck of his fallen foe.

Harvey: Here we go! Cover! 1... 2... No!

Chase: It’s going to take more than that to keep the giant down!

Mannie stands up and sees that Whitehead is just getting started. With the giant on his way to his feet, Mannie knows he has to pick up the pace some more. Mannie darts at him and delivers a spinning-wheel kick that Whitehead takes all of. It staggers the big man, but he doesn’t fall. Mannie gets up and sees this, darts at him again, delivering a flying forearm. Again, Mannie gets up and sees that the giant is staggered, but hasn’t fallen. Mannie once again runs at him, but Whitehead catches him on his way, right by the throat. He belts the smaller man with right hands, and then grabs him by the head, lowering his head to waist level, and then starts kneeing Mannie in the head repeatedly. After about six or seven knees, he stands Mr. 420 up. With Mannie staggering, Whitehead darts across and delivers a big boot to his head, sending him down to the mat below. Outside the ring, Damien Walker has decided to help his boy inside the ring, by distracting his opponent on the outside of the ring. Walker makes his way back over to Liz, who holds out the knife screaming that she isn’t afraid to use it. Whitehead makes his way out of the ring and pushes the tiny Walker down to the ground. The referee then makes his way outside…

Harvey: The referee might want to watch himself here… WAIT! What’s he doing?

Chase: YES! He’s already throwing Damien Walker out of this match!

Harvey: Elizabeth too! Look!

Chase: YES! Get em’ ref!

Whitehead gets into the face of the referee as Walker and Liz flip out behind them. The referee demands the key to the cuffs holding Havok on the ringpost, but Whitehead shakes his head no, with a grin on his face. In the ring, Young Mannie is beginning to recover, and has made it to the ropes. As Mannie picks himself up by the ropes, he notices what’s going on, and falls right back down to rest, and catch the giant off guard when he gets back into the ring. Whitehead looks at Liz, who now knows that the referee is powerless, if he wants the key. She stuffs the key into her bra, knowing that the ref would dare not go there. Walker throws a fit saying that he’s not leaving if she’s not. This causes more problems for the squirmy manager though, as Whitehead turns around and delivers a knockout shot to his face. Whitehead rolls back into the ring and turns around, seeing that the referee didn’t follow. In a fit of rage a moment ago, Elizabeth dropped the weapon she had once held in her hand, and unknown to everyone, the referee had grabbed it. He takes it to the timekeeper to conceal it, and this is when Whitehead and Liz notice. They both start screaming and throwing fits, but as Whitehead attempts to exit the ring, but Mannie gets up and darts at him, grabbing him by the head in a DDT position. Whitehead lifts him into the air but Mannie just rides with him, kicking his legs to follow the lift. The two come back down to the mat, with Mannie pulling off a sick looking DDT.

Chase: Wow! Young Mannie is showing that he can hang with the big boys!

Harvey: Look! He’s going up top! Double foot stomp? YES!

Chase: PIN! 1... 2... NO! Whitehead isn’t through yet! Look how powerful that kick out was!

Harvey: Yeah! Young Mannie just got air time with that kickout!

Mannie gets back up and wonders what he has to do to take out the big man. Whitehead slowly gets to his feet as well, but Mannie wants to cut him off. He stalks the giant, as he is on one knee. Mannie walks right up to him and extends his fist to hit the big man, however Whitehead shoots on him, and both men hit the mat. With top position, Whitehead begins to lay into Young Mannie with right and left hands. After a few good shots, Young Mannie doesn’t look too good. With a dazed look in the eyes of his opponent, Whitehead sees that Walker is slowly recovering, and still wont leave Liz alone. All of the sudden with both the referee and Whitehead paying attention to the outside shenanigans, Young Mannie crawls up behind the giant, and delivers a low blow that completely changes the match. Before the referee can notice, Young Mannie rolls Whitehead down to the mat and schoolboy’s him. The referee takes a second to notice, but gets down to count the fall.

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Harvey: Wow! Look what Jacob Whitehead just did!

Chase: Look outside! That damn worm, Walker is kicking and beating all over Nathaniel Havok!

Harvey: Havok stated earlier that he was after Mafia member Valentine! He wants that Xtreme Championship!

Whitehead makes his way back outside, and once again clobbers Walker, knocking him out cold this time.

Chase: Did you hear what he just said to Damien?

Harvey: He just told Walker that Nathaniel Havok was his bitch, an no one else’s!

Chase: Oh, Nathaniel’s not going to be happy about that!

Whitehead smirks and heads back into the ring. He picks Young Mannie up and puts him in a power bomb position. He gets a double-underhook and lifts him into position. He holds him high up with his arms hooked in, and allows the blood to flow to the head of Mannie. After doing a 360 for all to see, he carelessly lets go, allowing Young Mannie to freefall to and faceplant on the mat below. He then picks him back up by the neck, and sets Mannie up.

Chase: Here it comes! Here it comes! Crippling Thunder! It’s over! 1... 2... What?

Harvey: What the hell did Whitehead do that for? He just broke up his own three count!

Chase: I guess he’s not done! He DID say he wanted to show Nathaniel Havok what he could do!

Whitehead gets back to his feet and drags Mannie up with him. He places the lifeless body to Young Mannie into the corner, and begins to deliver some knee lifts to the ribcage and stomach area of Young Mannie. After doing this about ten times, he allows Mannie to stumble out of the corner. Whitehead then darts across and comes back with another big boot to the head of Mr. 420.

Chase: Wow! Young Mannie could be out cold, again!

Harvey: Whitehead looks to be getting more and more sick by the minute!

Jacob continues to get worse and worse as he is looking outside at Nathaniel Havok, then back at Young Mannie. The fury on his face is making him turn, and see red. He screams outside to Havok, saying that Mannie is getting what he’s going to get. And then goes right back onto his dominant offense. He drags Mannie back up and stands him straight. Whitehead backs up a foot or so, spins around, and delivers a spinning back fist to Mannie that for sure, knocks him out cold.

Harvey: No doubt, Young Mannie has been knocked out!

Chase: Now what is he doing?

Harvey: Boneyard! Boneyard submission hold!

Chase: Now how is Mannie supposed to TAP out if he’s KNOCKED out?

Harvey: It’s now up to the referee, what’s he going to do?

The referee sizes things up, noticing that Mannie isn’t responding to the painful submission hold. The referee then calls for the bell, declaring Jacob Whitehead the winner. Whitehead gets to his feet confused, asking for the match to continue. The referee then steps outside and walks over to announcer, Nicky Paige.

Paige: Ladies and gentelman, the referee has called a stop to this contest as Young Mannie is unable to continue. Therefore, your winner by knockout, Jacob Whitehead!

Whitehead then makes his way to ringside, throwing a fit that he wasn’t finished. He grabs the mic away from Nicky, and grabs the referee by the shirt.

Whitehead: Restart this damn match, and do it now!

Referee: No! That’s not right!

Whitehead then belts the referee in the head with the mic. He tosses the mic to the ground and snags the weapon the referee took from Liz. He then walks back around the ring and stalks Nathaniel Havok.

Harvey: No! Not again! He’s going to kill this man!

Chase: Somebody! Help!

He gets right up on Havok, who is trying to break the handcuffs on the ringpost. As Whitehead lifts his weapon-covered hand in the air, the lights immediately go out. After a single second, the lights come back on. Whitehead is still standing there with his hand in the air ready to strike, but there is no Nathaniel Havok in sight.

Chase: What the hell! Look! Havok has done it again!

Harvey: Havok is nowhere to be found! He was able to escape! I never thought I’d say this, but thank God!

Chase: Don’t let Havok hear you say that! He hates that man!

Whitehead is furious. He and Liz look at the destruction he has left, three bodies lying motionless around and in the ring. The two converse for a moment, and begin to make their way to the back. Jacob continuously screams out “Havok” as he walks up the ramp. The cameras follow him through the curtain as he continues his search for the Enforcer of Sorrow. He makes his way past the gorilla position, weapon still in hand, Elizabeth still by his side. All of the sudden, President Jeff comes out of nowhere and stops the couple dead in their tracks.

Jeff: Hey, where do you think you’re going?

Elizabeth: Don’t play dumb, Jeff!

Whitehead: Yeah, you heard her. You know damn well where we’re going.

Jeff: Well, I’m afraid I can’t let you do that.

Whitehead: Are you joking? You saw what he did to me last week! What? You covering for him? You helping that piece of crap?

Jeff: How dare you accuse me of that, or anything for that matter! Why would I allow someone like Nathaniel Havok to hide behind me? Weren’t you watching earlier? I put him in his place, now I’m going to put you in yours. Plain and simple, that weapon you used tonight, was crossing the line big time. At this very moment, I am permanently banning that weapon you have in your hand.

Whitehead: WHAT!

Elizabeth: ARE YOU JOKING!

Jeff: Not at all! That weapon should never be seen on this show! Furthermore, it has never been, and will never be allowed in an APW ring! That’s a deadly weapon Jacob, and I demand that you hand it over right now!

Whitehead: What am I? A schoolboy? Yeah right. Ban weapons all you want to, you’re the boss. But with or without this thing, I will mangle Nathaniel Havok.

Jeff: Maybe, that is if he doesn’t press charges.

Whitehead: Yeah right. He can’t do that.

Jeff: Oh, but he can. You see, that weapon crosses the line. Therefore, next week, I will publicly give Nathaniel Havok the option to press charges against you.

Elizabeth: Come on! You’ve got to be kidding!

Jeff: I already told you, not at all. Get your ears checked.

Whitehead: Hey! Don’t you talk to her like that!

Jeff: Or what? What are you going to do? Newsflash, I’m the boss around here. Don’t like it? Leave. And that’s that.

Jeff walks away leaving the couple speechless as the show goes to commercial break.

COMMERCIAL

[President Jeff]

*The scene opens as Young Mannie is getting back to his feet and is shaking his head, As shrugs*

Mannie: So now only did I lose! (Breathing heavy and wiping his face of sweat) But know I'm still in the hole with one my bank account missing! So I made a promise a few days ago that If JR didn't give me what I want, that his little friend Frankie would suffer so at this time I would like to bring Frankie out here...

(The crowd begins to chat as a few APW security officers brings Frankie out to the ring, He is handcuffed and blindfolded, As they roll him in the ring as Mannie drops on one knee and pulls his blindfold off and ask Frankie to call JR out)

Frankie: (Breathing) JR don't do it!

(Mannie stands up and proceeds kick Frankie in between the shoulder blades, as he cries in pain and Mannie laughs)

Mannie: See Kingston you're pissing me off, Now I have to hurt a muthafucker! Well this will all stop once I get my money...So bring it now!

(The camera pans to ramp as JR's theme song plays but after a minute he is a no-show, As it's seen backstage he is still looking for Mannie as a camera stops him and tells him Mannie is in the ring with his friend, JR drops his bags and gets a full head of steam as he towards the arena)

Mannie: That's right save him JR save him!

(Mannie pulls out a blunt and some lighter fluid as he pours it on Frankie, and he lights his blunt before JR finally makes his presence known as he is in the stands with the crowd as a spotlight hits him)

Kingston: Mannie! (Pleading and raising his voice) Don't do this...It's not worth it man! It's only money, I swear to god if do I will!

Mannie: (Waving the lighter) Do what? You aint in no position to make threats! I'm in control...So where my money?

Kingston: You damn well...where you money is!

Mannie: I'm sorry JR you and everyone else has too see this! Frankie I'm sorry JR doesn't love as much I thought he did! (Does a cross on his chest and puffs the blunt as it hangs out the side of his mouth)

(Mannie proceeds to light Frankie on fire as JR rushes as fast he can as the stagehand try put the fire out and Mannie motions for Kingston, to come in the ring as Frankie screams in pain and Kingston slides in under the ropes but Mannie quickly bails out and runs up the ramp as he stands on the top of it)

Kingston: I swear to God, you're going to regret this you muthafucker! (Kicking the ring ropes)

(Mannie smokes his blunt a bit and then speaks as he exhales)

Mannie: Fuck you JR you brought this on yourself...So now deal with it! I'm winning...you're not Bitch! So how about this! Me & You at Mayhem...I Quit match! The person who saids it will have to leave APW for good because I refuse to be in the same working enviroment...You accept?

Kingston: You bet you're ass I do! See you at Mayhem! And Mannie I'd promise just now that I will make you regret what you done too Frankie so with that I want him being the guest referee! How about those terms?

Mannie: Of course...No sweat! See you later! (Mannie grabs his crotch and gives a middle finger as he walks through the curtain)

We Cut backstage


The scene opens in the office of President Jeff. "Supersonic" Branden Harvey is in there with the President himself.

Branden: Nunez can't get away with this, Jeff.

Jeff: He didn't. He attacked you. You attacked him. It's over.

Branden: You think my little attack ended it? I didn't even get to hit the Sonic Boom.

Jeff: So? You sent him fleeing. I'm not sure you can compete with Jesse Nunez, Branden.

Branden: Did you just say that, Jeff? That took nerve. I may not be the best but I'm certainly better than some attention whore that can't let go of the past.

Jeff: Jesse was one of our best last year when he left. He could've challenged Pence Weatherlight for the APW Championship. You've never come close to showing that king of potential.

Branden: Jeff, I want the match. You say I haven't shown the potential but that's because I've never been given the chance. You didn't even book me tonight, for Christ's sake.

Jeff: You asked me for a week off.

Branden: That's beside the point. What's the point? Here's the point. How can I show the potential you want without being given a chance against the main event of APW. I want a match against Jesse Nunez at Mayhem. I want to prove I belong higher on the card than I am. All I want is a chance.

Jeff: Okay, Branden. I'll give you a chance. You have to beat Jesse Nunez at Mayhem without your precious weapons. You have to prove that you can beat him in just a straight up wrestling match. If you can do that, I might reconsider your spot on the card.

Branden: Thank you, Jeff. I won't let you down. Trust me. Jesse Nunez is going to get what's coming to him.

Branden walks out of the office.

Jeff: Yeah. If what's coming to him is an easy win.

We go back to ringside


Nicky: Our next match is a singles contest scheduled for one fall.

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

I hear the roar of the crowd and I still feel it
Nerves creepin’ up that I still deal with
I look around but go blind
Out from the darkness I climb
My music hits now its time to shine
I have to step up; this moment is mine

Jesse walks out from backstage and stands at the top of the ramp. He's wearing his usual ring attire along with his T-shirt and hat. He looks around the arena and nods in approval of their reaction. He points toward the ring and signals it is time for action as he heads down toward the ring.

Opponent in the ring; you will fear me
Intensity in your veins, like me, no not nearly
I’m my own dynasty go check the stats man
The signal is up; locked in mind like Batman
I breathe in the spotlight no oxygen needed
This is how I survive no matter how many times I bleeded
I’m a triple threat as I walk out to the ramp
Star in the movies, music, and a multi World Champ

Paige: Ladies and gentlemen, weighing in at 240 lbs. From Phoenix, Arizona, Jesse "The Prodigy" Nuñez!

Jesse then slides into the ring and starts to pose for the crowd before throwing off his hat and t-shirt into the crowd. Jesse starts to get a few final stretches in with his arms and throws a few punches in the air.

They chant my name for a reason (Jesse chants faded in the background)
If you don’t know you better go check what’s up
Too late the bells rung you’re about to get fu**** up
We lock eyes I can tell you’re done with
Match is almost over and you still ain’t done s***
You got one move, wrong one, you blow it
There's no mistakes in my world I’m immune to show it

His music begins to fade off and he is ready to go.

The super crunchy power chords of Walk by Pantera begins to blast over the arena sound system as the man known as Khaos steps out onto the entrance ramp. He is dressed in a worn out pair of Levi jeans cutoff to make shorts, black knee and elbow pads, a Misfits t-shirt with the sleeves cutoff and wrestling shoes covered by black kick pads.

Nicky Paige: Standing six feet four inches tall and weighing in at two hundred and seventy-five pounds. He hails from Hell, Michigan by way of the Jackson State Penitentiary. He is Khaos!!!!!!!!!!!!

Khaos makes his way towards the ring ignoring the cheers and jeers being launched at him by the fans. His focus is on one thing only, the ring and the damage he is about to inflict inside of it. Once he reaches ringside he climbs onto the apron using the steel ring steps and wipes his feet on the apron as a sign of respect for the business before entering the squared circle between the top and middle ropes. Slowly he walks to his corner and leans against the turnbuckles awaiting the sounding of the bell.

With both men in the ring, the bell sounds.

DING DING DING

Jesse Nunez Vs Khaos

Ignoring a feeling out process, Jesse Nunez goes right at Khaos, locking up with him and forcing him into the corner, and forces his forearm into the throat of Khaos, who counters with forearm shots to the back of Nunez's head which do little to no damage.

Harvey: Nunez showing his superior strength here.

As Nunez presses Khaos against the turnbuckle, Khaos slowly clasps his both hands around the back Nunez's neck, forming a Muy Thai clinch. Now controlling Nunez's posture, he begins firing quick knees into the gut of Nunez. This forces Nunez to bring his arms to his midsection to defend, thus allowing to Khaos to push his way out of the corner. He continues with the knees but Nunez is able to shrug him off, landing a Snap Jab that mildly stuns Khaos.

Now back in the center of the ring, Nunez raises his arm for a test of strength, but Khaos shortcuts, and kicks Nunez in the stomach. With Nunez doubled over, he gets behind him, hooks the waist and takes him back with a German Suplex. He floats over for the pin.

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Nunez kicks out with authority.

Khaos wastes no time, and forces Nunez back down with both arms. He then stands and delivers a vicious stomp to Nunez's gut. He pulls him to his feet and shoots him off into the ropes. He attempts a clothesline on the return but Nunez ducks it, and counters with a flying shoulder block. Khaos goes down in a heap but is right back to his feet. Nunez puts him down yet again with another flying shoulder block. Khaos gets to his feet again but slower. Nunez picks him up and takes him down with a Belly to Belly Suplex. He pins Khaos, hooking the leg.

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Kickout by Khaos.

Harvey: Nunez beginning to build some momentum here.

Chase: I know, it sucks.

Nunez brings Khaos to his feet yet again, and hooks him for a Spinning Fisherman's Suplex attempt, but Khaos fights out of with a rapid torrent of uppercuts the buckle Nunez's legs. Hurt badly, Nunez stumbles back but Khaos comes right at him, tagging him with a right cross that puts him on wobbly legs, and follows it up with a right cross that puts him one knee. Khaos gets right behind Nunez, and locks him in a full nelson. He takes slams him back with a Dragon Suplex, holding the move for the pin.

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Nunez kicks out, and is able to roll to his feet.

Harvey: Nunez beginning to show some wear & tear. Khaos is doing an awesome job of keeping this methodical pace going. As long as he doesn't let Nunez build up a head of steam, he can do this all night.

Chase: Pfft. If by "methodical" you mean "boring as fucking shit", then you hit the nail right on the head, Harvey.

Nunez stumbles toward the ropes and Khaos charges behind him and clotheslines him to the outside. Nunez hits the ground with a thud and Khaos is right behind him. He grabs Nunez and bounces his head off of the barricade. He then grabs him, and fires him across the outside area into another barricade. Finally, he yanks him up again, only to fire him off into the steel steps. Khaos notices the referee's count getting higher and higher, so he forces Nunez under the bottom rope and back into the ring.

Chase: What an idiot, he should have Toolez on the outside to get counted out?

Harvey: Toolez?

Chase: Yeah, it's a portmanteau of "tool" and "Nunez".

Harvey: It sounds like your mispronouncing a tool rental company named Tool-EZ.

Khaos is stalking Nunez while grinning sinisterly. Nunez, still stunned from Khaos's previous assault, valiantly tries to fight back with snap jabs. These work to some extent, and Nunez lands a toe kick to Khaos's gut. He runs off into the ropes and tries a clothesline, but Khaos recovers quickly and connects with an atomic Spinning Backfist that knocks Nunez flat. Khaos rolls Nunez over, and with his elbow on Nunez's face, goes for the pin

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Nunez gets the shoulder up.

Harvey: What resolve shown by Nunez here tonight! I thought he was out cold after that thunderous blow.

Chase: Nunez may not be out, but I know who will be out cold if something exciting doesn't happen, and his name rhymes with Farren Lace.

Both men are now standing and Khaos goes to grab Nunez, but Jesse finds the strength to lift Khaos onto his shoulders and signals for the Resurrection, but Khaos slips a thumb into the eye of Nunez, and hops down. He hooks him in a front facelock, and then jumps guard, locking both legs around the waist of Nunez, trapping him in a deep Guillotine Choke! The hold is tight, and Nunez, instantly begins looking for a way out, but is quickly being sapped of his strength. His knees give and he falls to his back, mounted by Khaos. This allows Khaos to arch his back to further apply pressure.

There is no quit in the eyes of Nunez, who still continues to fight. He is able to flip Khaos over, and begins to push down on his chest trying to free his head. Khaos still has the hold tight, but is straining to maintain it, which is a signal that his arms are burning out.

Harvey: Nunez better act fast, his head is turning a disturbing shade of purple. Khaos has plenty of wind, and if he persists with this Nunez could be taking a nap here soon.

Chase: You know what? I never thought I'd say this, but good idea, Jesse Nunez. Wake me up when Level One comes out

After several tense moments, Nunez presses down harder on the chest of Khaos and is finally able to pop his head free. Taking in a huge breath of air, he stands and lands a hard kick to the still grounded Khaos. Nunez runs into the ropes behind him, and as a groggy Khaos sits up, he gets his neck snapped forward with a throwback.

With Khaos flat on his back in the center of the ring, Nunez looks toward the crowd.....

"YOU CAN'T SEE ME!"

Chase: Oh god, not this! Get up, Khaos, get up!

Nunez takes off into the ropes, leaps across Khaos on the return, bounces off the opposite side ring ropes, runs to the grounded Khaos, wipes off his shoulder, balls his fist, and drives it into the face of Khaos.

Closing in on victory, Nunez begins stalking Khaos, patiently waiting for him to get to his feet. Khaos stands awkwardly, still on rubber legs, and Nunez grabs him and sets him on his shoulders for the Resurrection. Khaos fights his way out of it with elbows, and falls to his feet. He boots Nunez in the gut, sets him in between his knees, lifts him in an attempt for a Powerbomb Lung Blower, but Nunez is able to leap off of Khaos's shoulders and in one fluid motions, lands a jumping cutter! Khaos is driven skull first into the canvas,

Nunez pins Khaos, hooking the leg.

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Khaos gets his foot on the ropes!

Harvey: Nunez geniously countering Khaos's finisher "Greeting from Hell, Michigan" with the Rising Phoenix, but it still was not enough to keep Khaos down!

Nunez bangs the mat in frustration, and then jumps to his feet again. He begins stalking Khaos, who slowly rises to his feet favoring his midsection. Nunez hoists him onto his shoulders and attempts another Resurrection, but Khaos is trying to elbow his way out.

Harvey: Will the third time be a charm for Nunez!?

Chase: Ugh, Hopefully not.

Khaos manages to fight out of yet another Resurrection, boots Nunez in the gut, sets him in between his knees, lifts him up, and drops him with a crushing Powerbomb Lungblower!

Harvey: Greetings from hell, Michigan!

Khaos pins Nunez, hooking the leg.

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WINNER: Khaos

Khaos celebrates in the ring as Overdrive cuts to a commercial.

[President Jeff]

We find Hurricane Jeff backstage in his office, going over paper work as usual. A knock comes at the door, and Jeff summons the person in. In rolls Biff Riboflavin on shoe skates, carrying a Spider-Man Helmet. He doesn't appear to be his usual jovial self. He looks quite disappointed.

President Jeff: What can I do you for, Biff?

Biff: Jeff, are you upset with me?

President Jeff: Why would I be upset with you?

Biff: Well, I no showed Overdrive two times in a row, I made you spill Hot Tea on yourself, I accidentally busted out one of the windows on your car....

President Jeff: Biff, I don't care about any of that stuff...wait, What happened to my car?

Biff: Well, I was riding my heelies in the parking garage today, lost my balance and smashed into your car and broke the driver's side front window. Good thing I listened to Mama and wore my helmet.

Jeff grits his teeth, and balls his fists. At this moment he is having visions of himself standing over Biff's comatose corpse raining down a rapid-fire torrent of closed fist strikes to his unconscious skull. Jeff ignores these feelings, unclenches his teeth and fists, and snaps back to reality.

President Jeff: Why would you think I'm mad at you, Biff?

Biff: Well, I wasn't booked this week, and I won last week. Quite impressively, I think.

Jeff begins to realize all the things he did this week besides book Biff in a match. He begins to improvise.

President Jeff: Biff, the reason why I didn't book you this week is because I need you to do a special job for me. I chose you because even though I respect Ryan Ruckus, Sally Talfourd and Level One, they would buckle under the pressure of what I'm about to ask you to do.

Biff's eyes widen. He always knew that he was meant for big things, and now was his time to impress Jeff.

Biff: So, what do you want me to do?

President Jeff: Uh...um...er....I need you to go to top secret location...called McDonald's. I want you to get me a #1 Combo with a coke without ice for the drink. The government has asked me to investigate all the Australian McDonald's restaurants, to make sure that their Big Macs are up to our standards. The woman at the front counter is a spy for the U.S. Government and will know what you're talking about.

Biff goes to leave.

President Jeff: But wait, Biff! You must pay with your own money.

Biff: Can't you just give me your money to buy it with?

President Jeff: NO!

Biff flinches.

President Jeff: They know my money Biff. If they catch you trying to use it, our cover will be blown, it could mean my life and yours. I tried to buy a snicker's bar today and was nearly executed. I had to shoot my way out of a Raceway today! So with that said, make sure the combo is large sized....with an apple pie.

Biff: I'm on it, boss! I won't disappoint!

Biff runs toward the door. He whips it open..

President Jeff: Wait! Don't slam the....

WHAM!

President Jeff: Door.

Jeff sighs.

President Jeff: Oh well, at least he didn't break anything.

No sooner than Jeff says this Biff comes bursting through the door again, smashing a cabinet filled with Hurricane Jeff Memorabilia set behind the door.

Biff: Sorry, I left my helmet!

Why the fuck would there be a glass cabinet behind a door that opens inwards? Why would there even be glass withing fifty feet of the notoriously accident prone Biff Riboflavin? For the purposes of this segment, of course! President Jeff is left to seethe as Biff grabs his helmet and runs out of the office.

The scene opens up backstage on Matt Weatherlight standing next to Cindy Shannon. Cindy grins and begins to speak as Matt looks off down one of the many halls backstage.

"Cindy Shannon here with Matt Weatherlight. Now, Matt...can you explain to us why you are not on the card this week?"

Matt looks down to Cindy and grins as he replies.

"Cindy, I'm sick. Flu like symptoms was the diagnosis from a doctor, but don't worry I'm fine now, and I will be capable of competing next week."

"That is good to hear. Matt, how does sitting out for a whole week effect your training to become a better competitor?"

"Well, it is definitely going to slow me down a bit, but it is nothing that I can't handle by working double time this week to prepare for my next match. As for sitting out, I tried to tell Jeff I would be fine by Overdrive, but he didn't want to risk an outbreak of the flu, and sat me aside for this week. Sitting out is not what I'm payed for, I am payed to compete, and put on a show, and by not doing what I'm payed to do I feel like dead weight. It could always be worse of course and I thank God that the cold I was experiencing didn't hinder me from coming out here today to be here for Overdrive."

"Matt, a lot of people have been asking after the loss to Khaos what your role will be here on APW, can you please tell us what you feel your role will be?"

"I'm not as developed as a lot of the wrestlers here, plus I'm young right now so Jeff doesn't want to take too much of a gamble on me, and I can respect that. But, overall I see myself as a Main Eventer...people say I have the potential and I know that it will be a long road to living up to the expectations of what most of the people are saying."

"One last question, who do you want to fight the most in APW right now?"

"There are so many individuals in APW that I want to fight, but I guess I would have to go with Sally right now...she apparently has gone loco and I just want to bring her back from the brink of insanity. Guess that is just the good guy in me I suppose."

"Anyway, I don't want to hold you up any longer..."

"Holding me up? Man, I'm just chilling back here."

"Anyway back to you at ringside."

The scene goes back to ringside where another match is about to begin.

Paige: Please welcome at this time, the APW Xtreme Champion, DIAMANTE VALENTINE!

The Arena Is Anxious As The crowd Goes quiet as the camera zooms into the video screen and the handsome face of Diamante Valentine is slicking his hair back and laughing as suddenly the silence turns into loud boos from males and big cheers from females as Shamans Harvest - Broken Dreams blares through the arena, As Diamante Valentine Walks Through The Curtains With His Head Held High Wearing A Long Black Sleeveless Trenchcoat With John Morrison Style Shades, Always Kissing A Female Fan On The Hand And Make Other Women Jealous As She Falls And Faints. He Walks Onto The Ring steps Slicking His Hair Back.. He gets into the ring and takes the microphone from Nicky Paige and begins to speak

Diamante: Now last week, As I was talking about how great of a APW Champion I am, I was rudely interrupted by a man of Jelousy. By a man who can’t win a title on his own show, so he has to come to mine. I’m talking about Chris Cyrus. Chris thinks just because he held that Xtreme Champion for a day short of a year, makes him the greatest Xtreme Champion of all time. Yeah, right. I’m a 2 time APW Xtreme Champion. The only person in APW to ever do that. That alone makes me better than Chris. See, the problem with Chris. He doesn’t like the “Xtreme” wrestling. He thinks its Garbage wrestling. But here’s the thing, while Chris was Xtreme Champion, his opponents, they weren’t Xtreme wrestlers. Chris was able to sneak in and sneak out, keeping his title with little to no effort. But me, I’m different. I can be Xtreme. And I accepted Chris Cyrus challenge. Since I’ve come to APW and heard him speak, all I’ve heard him say is that he was the greatest Xtreme Champion. Well, I’m going to beat him at his own game and prove not only to him, but to everyone, that I’m the greatest Xtreme Champion of all time.

Which brings me to why I’m out here tonight. As you can see, I’m in my wrestling gear, ready to wrestle. I‘m out here because I want an Xtreme Rules match. And to make things better, I’ll even put my Xtreme Title on the line. Because I want to show everyone just how Xtreme I can get and that Chris Cyrus has no idea what he’s getting himself into with me. So who ever thinks that they are vicious enough, ruthless enough and dangerous enough to face me, come on down.

Diamante puts his Mic down and waits and suddenly, "Real American" hits the speakes. Mr. Dangerous comes through the curtain and trips over it, hitting his face on the ramp. He gets up and makes his way down the ramp.

Paige: And his opponent, from Long Island New York, MR. DANGEROUS!

He climbs the stairs and trips while walking through the ropes. He does, however, catch himself before he falls.

Harvey: Mr. Dangerous, makes his return to Overdrive tonight

Chase: Diamante said he wanted someone Dangerous enough to face him, no one is more dangerous than this guy

Diamante is in the ring laughing at Mr. Dangerous as the bell rings to start this match

Xtreme Title Match
Diamante Valentine © Vs Mr. Dangerous

The two go to lock up and Diamante kicks Mr. Dangerous in the gut and then grabs him in a headlock. He grinds it in, and yells out “HEADLOCK,” mocking Chris Cyrus. He takes Mr. Dangerous and takes him to the corner and gives him a few kicks and then a chop. He then grabs Mr. Dangerous and throws him out of the ring through the ropes. Mr. Dangerous lands on his head and Diamante exit’s the ring and lifts up the cloth surrounding the ring. He reaches under the ring and pulls out a trash can.

Chase: Time to take out the trash

Mr. Dangerous gets to his feet and Diamante brings the Trash can up and brings it down on the head of Mr. Dangerous, putting a big dent in it and Mr. Dangerous falls down. Diamante then pulls a table out from under the ring and slides it in. He then searches under the ring again and pulls out a ladder. While holding the ladder, Mr. Dangerous gets up and Diamante runs with the ladder and catches Mr. Dangerous in the face with the top of the ladder. Mr. Dangerous goes down and Diamante throws the ladder down on top of Mr. Dangerous.

Harvey: Diamante is punishing Mr. Dangerous here

Chase: He’s showing the world that he can be Xtreme.

Diamante goes over to Nicky Paige and takes her chair and folds it up. Mr. Dangerous is slowly getting up and Diamante brings the chair down over Mr. Dangerous back. Diamante tosses the chair into the ring and then picks Mr. Dangerous up and rolls him into the ring. Diamante looks under the ring one more time and pulls out a Singapore cane. He gets into the ring and Mr. Dangerous is getting to his feet and Diamante jabs the end of the cane into his gut and then brings the canes down over Mr. Dangerous back, leaving an imprint of the cane. Mr. Dangerous yells in pain and then Diamante shatters the cane to pieces over Mr. Dangerous head. Mr. Dangerous goes down and Diamante covers him
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Harvey: Come on, just end this already

Chase: Insult to injury that is.

Diamante gets up, grabs the table and sets it up near the corner. Mr. Dangerous gets himself up by using the ropes. Diamante grabs the chair and runs at Mr. Dangerous and swings the chair but Mr. Dangerous falls down from the beating he’s gotten and the chair bounces off the ropes and Diamante hits himself in the head with it. The fans cheer and Mr. Dangerous gets back up, this time in the corner. Diamante gets back his focus and charges at Mr. Dangerous but he moves and Diamante hit’s the corner chest first. Mr. Dangerous picks up the chair and then hands it to the ref.

Harvey: Why is he giving the ref the chair

Chase: The ref is more confused than we are.

Diamante turns towards them and Mr. Dangerous shoves the ref and the chair the ref is holding, nails Diamante in the head. Diamante goes down and Mr. Dangerous covers
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Diamante kicks out

Harvey: Almost a huge upset here.

Chase: If Mr. Dangerous wins the Xtreme Title, I’ll eat your shirt

Mr. Dangerous goes outside the ring and searches under the ring and pulls out a fire extinguisher. He gets back into the ring and Diamante gets back up. He tries to spay Diamante with it, but its not working. Mr. Dangerous starts fiddling around with it and the hose points up at his face and goes off. Mr. Dangerous falls to the mat, trying to figure out where he is. He gets to his feet and Diamante nails him with a big running boot to the face.

Harvey: Well that back fired for Mr. Dangerous.

Chase: I’m glad, because I really don’t want to eat your sweaty shirt

Diamante grabs Mr. Dangerous and goes over to the corner. Diamante climbs up to the top rope and then pulls Mr. Dangerous up. Mr. Dangerous is on the middle rope and Diamante stands on the top. He picks Mr. Dangerous up and gives him the Ego Trip through the table. The table breaks into several pieces and Diamante covers him
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Winner: Diamante Valentine

Diamante’s music begins to play as the ref hands him his title and raises his arm in victory.

Harvey: Diamante might have just killed Mr. Dangerous there with that Ego Trip through the table

Chase: Diamante made an example out of Mr. Dangerous here tonight.

Diamante continues to celebrate and goes up to the camera man who is standing on the ring apron. He looks into the camera and says “Chris Cyrus, At Mayhem, that will be you!”

Harvey: A message sent to Chris Cyrus

Chase: It be interested to see how Chris Cyrus responds to this.

With that, Diamante continues to celebrate as we go to commercial.

[President Jeff]

Harvey: Up next is our main event, a big six-person tag match with a lot of rivalries rolled into one.

Chase: And the only one that matters is our Undisputed Champ, Lester Only!

Harvey: No Danny, I think the people want to see more than just him, otherwise this would be a one-person tag match, and not a six-person. But nice try.

The lights Dim down as The vocal introduction to the music is played. Blue and silver lights illuminate the Entrance way and Pyro goes off as soon as the Music kicks in. "The Real Show" Terry Marvin makes his way down the ramp jawing and messing with the fans all the way down. He rolls into the ring and poses on the turnbuckle, holding his arms out like the people should warship him.

Nicky Paige: The following contest is your Overdrive MAIN EVENT! It is a six-person tag team match set for one fall! Introducing first, from team number 1... He stands 6'4" tall and weighs in at 245 pounds, hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada and representing the Contourage... "THE REAL SHOW" TERRY MARVIN!

Chase: Did you know Marvin thinks the fans should warship him?

Harvey: I'm sorry?

Chase: Warship. He wants them to warship him.

Harvey: Are you sure you don't mean WORship?

Chase: Nope, he wants them warship him.

Harvey: Well just what the hell does that even mean?

Chase: Who knows?

As the banter continues, an eerie music comes across the PA. Soft, at first, drowned out by the audience Then, as it grows, the fans die down. They start to look around, and, as it dies out, on the last note, the lights switch off and the arena is plunged into darkness.

This is what I brought you
This you can keep,
This is what I brought
You may forget me.
I promise to depart
Just promise one thing,
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.

The beat kicks in. The fans let out a chorus of boo's, hidden in the darkness. Three spotlights light up the path to the ring: One on the curtains, one at the foot of the ramp, and one in the centre of the ring. A wait. A long wait until there's movement. Into the first spotlight, from backstage, steps the immeasurable and incomparable Sally Talfourd. A pose for the audience, running her hands through her hair, then throwing out her arms. Then she kicks up a leg as walks out of the light, into the darkness.

This is what I thought,
I thought you need me,
This is what I thought so think me naïve.

Sally next appears in the second spotlight, at the base of the ramp. She stops, looks left and looks right. She then shakes here head and lets out a laugh at them all. She stops abruptly, then stares down to the ring. At her ring. She then looks herself up and down and heads down to the final spotlight.

I promise you a heart you'd promise to keep,
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.

Finally, after taking longer than she needed, Sally appears in the centre of the ring. She poses again for the crowd, then, as her arms go out again, the lights come back to normal. Sally gestures to herself in an effort to show the audience what perfection really looks like. She climbs up the centre of the ropes, hanging over them to look out at all the poor saps that paid to see her tonight.

Nicky Paige: And his tag team partners, first, from Seattle, Washington, standing 5'11" tall and weighing in at 145 pounds... This is SALLY TALFOURD!

Harvey: Sally Talfourd's new attitude has done nothing for her fanbase.

Chase: Who cares? What'd the fans ever do for anybody?

Nicky Paige: And their final tag team partner, also representing the Contourage... standing 6 feet even and weighing 215 pounds, residing in Hollywood, California... RYAN RUCKUS!

The crane camera pulls a sweeping pan across the audience. The thousands of fans are on their feet, holding their signs. And then, a voice from the PA-

"You must die! I alone am best!"

And a mish-mash of boos and cheers fills the arena as Ryan Ruckus steps onto the ramp. His head is bowed. His arms are outstretched with the first two fingers on each hand crossed. A cigarette dangles from his lips, pluming smoke above his head.

Then, as the final drum trills sound, Ruckus drops the smoke on the entrance ramp, stamps it out with his foot, and saunters toward the ring. Where he pops a squat on the top turnbuckle, and waits for the bell to sound...

Harvey: And here comes the number 1 contender to the Undisputed Championship! Ruckus and Lester Only is going to be a gigantic match for APW, and I for one cannot wait.

Chase: I can't wait either, seeing Lester wipe that smug look of that poser's pretty bald head... Gonna be so awesome.

[The lights start to dim as Olson Johnson's famous line from "Blazing Saddles" plays over the PA]

"Nevermind that shit, here comes Mongo!"

Harvey: ...What is this now?

Chase: What the hell? Who the hell is this? What is-

[The opening guitar riff on Electric Six's "Clusterfuck!" intermingles with the last word as clips of random acts of destruction play over the tron in tune to the frenetic pace of the song. Cars crash into each other, planes fall from the sky, ships sink, bombs explode, riots ensue, and more as green and gold spot lights strobe in tune with the song.]

In the writings of the druids
Lies a recipe for druid fluid
Sounds like a most refreshing drink to me

You seem to be accruing
More penalties than a Boston Bruin
But your card says 'Get Out of Jail For Free'

[As the song keeps going, Brandon Young bounces out onto the stage, bopping his head to the music. He is wearing a sleeveless hooded jacket with a flaming sword piercing through the Nextwave Autobot logo, the hood obscuring his face, and black pants with the same design running down the sides, but with "Y O U N G G U N" written down each side, with the G and N of the "GUN" written above and below the U in YOUNG making a cross shape, in fiery gold font. He dances his way to the left side of the stage, riling up the crowd on that side before doing the same towards the right side.]

You were always such a shoe-in
But you didn't pay attention to what you were doing
And no one here can do it as good as me

Nicky Paige: Introducing next, he stands 5'10" tall and weighs in at 220 pounds! From Tucson, Arizona... He is the "Young Gun" BRANDON YOUNG!

[He moonwalks his way back to the middle of the stage, where he begs the crowd on as the bridge hits, motioning for them to sing it with him as he shouts out the next verse.]

No one here can do it (HOOAH!)
No one here can do it (HOOAH!)
No one here can do it as good as me
To relive my fantasies!

[At "fantasies!" He throws his left arm into the air and pyro explodes all around the sides of him, then he barrels down to the ring, where he slides in and hops on the nearest turnbuckle. He throws his arm up one last time before the music dies out and he pulls off the jacket and hops down to prepare for the match.]

Harvey: ...Well, I wasn't expecting that at all. Brandon Young with an all new entrance!

Chase: Tch, fancy footwork and a new song isn't gonna help this clown make anything more than Lester's bitch.

“Shooting Star” by Black Stone Cherry begins to play as the fans cheer loudly. C.J. Gates quickly makes his way out of the back wearing his trademark cowboy hat and “Go Big or Go Home” T-shirt. He bounces around at the entrance a bit before moving towards the ring, bouncing to the beat. Gates reaches the ring and slides in under the bottom rope before springing to his feet, climbing the nearest turnbuckle and raising his arms in the air. He climbs back down and removes his cowboy hat and carefully hands it off, before removing his t-shirt.

Chase: And speaking of bitches...

Nicky Paige: His partner, hailing from Fargo, North Dakota! He stands 5'11" tall and weighs in at 215 pounds... This is C.J. GATES!

Harvey: CJ Gates has been on the recieving end of beatdowns by Sally Talfourd the last couple weeks, and nobdy but Sally knows why. Now, with at least one trusted friend and partner in Brandon Young by his side this week, he gets a chance at a measure of revenge.

Chase: Both of these idiots deserve each other. They know they could never stand up to the awesomeness of Lester, they're simply jealous!

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 his title high in the air.

Paige: From Toronto, Ontario, Canada! Weighing in at 262 pounds, he is the current APW Undisputed Champion…..LESTER "L1" ONLY!! [/color]

Level-One puts his title on his shoulder and slowly begins to walk down the ramp, being cheered loudly by the crowd. Level-One 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.

Chase: and here comes our champion now! All five of these idiots should bow down and worship the ground he walks on!

Harvey: You're really ramping up the Lester love here. And are you sure you don't mean "warship?"

Chase: Please, Lester Only isn't Terry Marvin.

All six combatants are in their corners. Sally elects to start for the heels side, while Lester tells Brandon and CJ he's gonna start for their team.

Harvey: And it looks like we're gonna get a replay of Rasslemania of sorts and Sally starts out with Leste-

Chase: HEY!

Brandon and CJ step out onto the apron, but right as Lester turns towards Sally, Brandon tags himself in and shoves past Lester. Lester angrily shouts at him but the referee forces Lester out onto the apron.

Chase: He can't do that!

Harvey: Except he just did. I don't really blame him. Brandon and CJ do not trust Lester Only, and they have good reason to feel that way. We'll see if this animosity continues throughout the match.

6 Person Tag
Level One, CJ Gates, Brandon Young Vs Ryan Ruckus, Sally Talfourd and Terry Marvin

The bell rings and Brandon and Sally lock up. Brandon slips behind Sally with a hammer-lock but Sally reverses with a snap mare. Sally rushes Brandon as he gets up but he shoves her through to the ropes. Sally bounces off and Brandon leap frogs her attack. She hits the opposite ropes and Brandon kips up into a dropkick, but Sally sees it coming and puts on the breaks, and Brandon hits nothing but air. Sally quickly grabs Brandon's legs and flips into a bridge.

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Harvey: Some exciting action in the very early stages her.

Chase: Exciting? Do you mean 'boring?'

Brandon and Sally both get back to their feet, before they lock up again. This time Sally goes behind with an arm-lock but Brandon reverses into another hammerlock. Brandon tries to take Sally over with a hammerlock suplex but Sally flips out of it. Brandon turns around and Sally takes him down with a spinning heel kick!

Harvey: And the first move of the match goes to Sally Talfourd. The former APW Champion on her game tonight despite a few weeks layoff.

Chase: Boooorrriiiiing.

Sally pulls Brandon up and grabs his leg, spinning into a dragon whip. She follows this up with a suplex. She kicks her hips and pulls him back up for a second suplex, this time holding him up in the air for a few moment before dropping him down. Sally rolls her hips again and pulls him up into yet another stalling suplex, but the third time is not the charm as Brandon fights his way out, flips behind her and takes her down with a neckbreaker in seemingly one fluid motion. Brandon picks her up into a back suplex that he quickly transitions into another neckbreaker! He drops for a cover.

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Harvey: Brandon working on Sally's neck, which despite the rest she's had since Rasslemanis is probably still a little sore.

Chase: Call me when Lester's in there.

Brandon whips Sally to the ropes but Sally telegraphs it and comes back with a leg lariat. Sally whips Brandon to the corner and follows in after him but Brandon kicks her in the face and she stumbles backwards as he quickly runs up the turnbuckles and nails a wheelbarrow kick! Brandon tags CJ in. Brandon and CJ whips Sally to the ropes, and then Brandon hits a spinning heel kick to her head while CJ dropkicks her legs before the ref forces Brandon back out onto the apron. CJ nails Sally with a dropsault before going for a cover.

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CJ pulls Sally to her feet and tries to whip her to the ropes but Sally reverses into a short-arm clothesline. Sally quickly springboards off the ropes and takes CJ down with a bulldog. Sally pulls CJ up and whips him into her team's corner, where she tags in Terry Marvin. Marvin and Sally double suplex CJ off the top turnbuckle!

Harvey: Oh! top rope suplex by Marvin and Sally! It doesn't seem like this side will have much problem working together.

Chase: Well duh, because they actually know what they're doing! If the two dolts Lester's forced to team with would wise up and tag him in, it'd be over already!

Harvey: Riiiight.

Marvin hits a german suplex on CJ before draggin him up and hitting a single arm DDT. Marvin pulls CJ up onto his shoulders and walks towards the ropes, possibly to slingshot CJ's throat against the ropes. But as he lets CJ go, CJ slips off his shoulders completely, springboards off the ropes and spins into a tornado DDT on Marvin!

Harvey: Whoa! What innovation from Gates!

CJ groggily gets to his feet and walks over to his corner. Lester holds his hand out for the tag but CJ hesitates, and tags in Brandon instead. Brandon slides into the ring and Lester kicks the ropes in anger. Brandon rushes Marvin who's up to his feet, ducks his attack and springboards off the other ropes with a dropkick. He hits the ropes again but Sally kicks him in the back from the apron and he stumbles forward into a snapmare from Marvin, who follows up with a dropkick to Brandon's head/back. Marvin tags Sally in and then Marvin suplexes Brandon back-first against Sally's knees. Sally throws Brandon into the corner and tags Ruckus in. Ruckus hits a drop toe hold into the corner, and then sits Brandon on the middle rope and bulldogs him out before dropping for a cover.

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Ruckus hits a standing moonsault and goes for another cover.

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Ruckus whips Brandon into his team's corner again before jaw-jacking with Lester in the other corner. In the corner, Brandon headbutt's Sally and then flash kick's Marvin through the ropes, knocking then both off the apron. He quickly climbs upto the top rope, and when Ruckus turns around Brandon runs on the rope like a trapeze artist and takes Ruckus down with a rana!

Harvey: Tightrope rana from the Young Gun! Ruckus took his eye off the ball and paid for it there.

Chase: Good, now get your dumb ass off the mat and tag Lester in goddamnit!

Brandon starts to crawl to his corner, both Lester and CJ have their hands out for the tag. He gets 3/4s of the way there and Ruckus grabs him by the leg intent to stop him. Ruckus tries to pull Brandon back his way but Brandon flips out into a wheelbarrow kick that knocks Ruckus away. Brandon turns back to his corner, makes like he's gonna tag Lester... and then tags CJ instead! He flips Lester off with both hands as CJ enters the ring and rushes Ruckus. CJ goes for a shining wizard on a kneeling Ruckus but Ryan rolls out of the way. Ruckus pokes him in the eyes and then DDT's him into the mat. Ruckus tags Marvin in and he and Ruckus lift CJ up and drop him chest-first on the ropes. Marvin keeps the ref at bay as Ruckus grabs CJ by his hung-over form and hits a rope-assisted Rocker Dropper!

Harvey: Rucker Dropper!

Chase: You see what happens when you don't listen to our Undisputed Champ, you tools?! I hope you're happy, Young! You did this to your "friend."

Harvey: Oh would you stop! This is a part of the damn match and CJ will bounce back, like he always does.

Ruckus slides out of the ring near CJ as the ref berates him and then Marvin drops for the cover.

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Brandon stomps on Marvin's back to break the hold. The referee quickly admonishes Brandon and sends him back to the corner. Meanwhile, Sally and Marvin trade places behind the ref's back as Brandon and Lester both try to get him to turn around. But they're shouting is only making him yell at the two of them more. Sally grins CJ into the mat with a side headlock before transitioning into a neck scissors. The ref finally turns around, flabbergasted at Sally suddenly being in the ring. Sally shouts at the ref to make the submission call but the ref forces Sally to break the hold, screaming at Marvin to get back and her to get out. Sally argues with the ref but eventually does as she's asked. Marvin comes back in and drops an elbow on CJ before picking him back up. He tries to grab Gates for a side slam, but CJ kicks him in the gut and then nails an enziguri! Gates dives for the tag but Marvin hops on top of him, stopping the attempt. Marvin hits the side effect and goes for another cover.

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Harvey: CJ Gates needs to tag out, like now. He is not going to last much longer in there with these three!

Chase: See? This wouldn't have happened if they had just tagged in Lester like I said from the beginning!

Marvin, irritated, pulls CJ up and drags him to their corner where he tags Ruckus back in. Ruckus nails him with a russian leg sweep and then tags Sally in. Sally grabs the ropes and bounces over with a flipping legdrop. She pulls CJ up and throws him into the corner again, before sitting him up on the top turnbuckle. She climbs up and goes for a frankensteiner, but CJ holds onto her legs and jumps off the ropes with a modified styles clash!!

Harvey: Holy! Where did THAT come from?!

Chase: I dunno but it rocked Sally! C'mon now, get over and tag in Lester!

CJ makes a valiant effort, crawling slowly towards the corner. The crowd is a buzz as CJ crawls while Ruckus and Terry try to will Sally back to her feet. CJ is moving closer and closer to his team... Almost there... and then Ruckus dives into the ring and rocks Lester with a flying haymaker! Lester storms the ring but the referee jumps in between them, shouting at Lester to get back in the corner. Meanwhile Ruckus grins like a cheshire cat as the crowd boos him as he drops an elbow on CJ's back and pulls him back to their corner before sliding back onto the apron.

Harvey: Oh that was just disgraceful! C'mon Ryan, you're better than that.

Chase: I agree, but I'm more pissed at the referee right now! C'mon ref, let 'em fight!

As Lester argues with the ref Brandon shouts something at him, that surprisingly isn't a swear word or cursing his unborn child. Lester finally gets back onto the apron as Sally groggily gets to her feet on the other side. She tags Ruckus back in and pulls CJ back to his feet. He motions for the Cluster-ruck... And then whips CJ to the ropes instead. He soaks in the boos at the swerve, but he doesn't notice Brandon blind tag CJ! Ruckus continues to taunt the crowd as CJ comes back near him, only as Ruckus readies for the next attack, CJ hits the breaks and immediately drops to the mat, and Ruckus eats a quebrada DDT from Brandon! The crowd pops huge!

Harvey: Young with the quebrada DDT! Ruckus never saw the blind tag!

Chase: Good, now tag Lester!!

Young helps CJ to his feet, asking if he's alright. CJ shakes his head yes, and then he and Brandon double brainbuster Ruckus into the mat. The ref finally forces CJ back onto the apron, which he does willingly. Brandon sends Ruckus to the ropes and as he comes back Brandon takes Ruckus down with a helicopter rana into a DDT! Brandon drops for a cover.

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Brandon signals for the end and quickly climbs to the nearest top turnbuckle. He motions for the Chaostrophe but Sally rushes over and shoves him off the ropes! He manages to land on his feet, but Ruckus quickly kicks him in the gut and hits the Cluster-Ruck!!

Harvey: Cluster-ruck! It's all over!

Chase: Noooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!

Ruckus drops for a cover.

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Both CJ and Lester storm the ring and break the count. The ref forces both of them back to the ropes while Ruckus drags Brandon to his corner. He tags Marvin right as the ref turns around, and Marvin knees Brandon in the gut a few times before going for a northern lights suplex, but Brandon flips out of it and dives for the corner...

Where he tags Lester Only!!!

Harvey: And here we go!

Chase: Oh my god the little pipsqueak actually did it! Huzzah, it's a miracle! Now the real match can begin!

Lester storms the ring, clotheslining Marvin nearly out of his boots! He rushes to the corner and nails Sally and Ruckus with blows knocking them off the apron. He turns back to Marvin and takes him down with a spinebuster!

Harvey: Our Undisputed Champ a house of fire here!

Chase: As he should be!

Lester grabs Marvin from behind him and drops down into a backbreaker. Lester grabs Marvin and drags him to the corner, where he actually tags Brandon back in! Lester holds Marvin in a backbreaker against his knee as Brandon comes off the top with a leg drop! Brandon tags CJ in and hits a 450 splash!

Harvey: Sophisticated Splash!

CJ tags Brandon back in and the two of them hit a double rebound suplex on Marvin. Brandon looks at Lester for a long moment... and then tags him back in. Lester climbs back in and tosses Marvin halfway across the ring with a belly to belly suplex. He follows Marvin over but Marvin rolls out to the floor. Lester tries to give chase but Sally blocks his way. The two longtime enemies have a stare down... and then Ruckus sneaks in behind Lester and low blows him! Sally grabs Lester's head and falls backwards off the apron, snapping Lester's neck against the ropes! Lester stumbles back and Marvin rolls back into the ring, tagging in Ruckus!

Harvey: Uh oh.

Chase: Hey Young, Gates? Don't just stand there you morons! Help your champion!

Ruckus times up his shot, signaling for the Cluster-ruck again... but as Lester turns, Ruckus tags in Sally instead!

Harvey: What?

Lester fumes and rushes Ruckus but Ruckus hops off the apron, grinning up at the Champ. Lester turns and Sally kicks him in the gut before quickly grabbing his head and nailing a facebreaker DDT! Sally drags Lester up and goes for the double knee facebuster...

Harvey: Implant Buster!

Chase: Missed!

Lester fights out of the Implant Buster attempt, kicks her in the gut and picks her up into a powerbomb, but Sally tags Marvin back in as he does so, and Terry dropkicks both of Lester's knees from behind. Lester drops Sally and she hits the Implant Buster to Lester in response. Marvin climbs to the top turnbuckle and dives into a corkscrew moonsault!

Harvey: CorkScrew Moonsault but Lester rolls out of the way!

Despite the miss, Marvin somehow lands on his feet. Lester tries to legsweep him down but Marvin hops over Lester's legs. Marvin grabs Lester but Lester punches him away. Lester gets to his feet and whips Marvin towards the ropes. Lester follows after him, looking for a big boot, but Marvin ducks and Lester accidentally nails CJ! CJ flies off the apron and crashes into the barricade! Brandon grabs at his hair and shouts in anger at Lester.

Harvey: Oh damn! Lester was going full steam there, that had to hurt! So much for their alliance.

Chase: Don't lose your temper kid! Keep it together, let Lester do his thing!

Lester tries to apologize, but Brandon angrily tags himself in and nails a dropkick to Lester! Lester stumbles back but before he can retaliate the ref forces him out to the apron! Brandon drags Marvin away from Lester and locks on a dragon sleeper. He lifts Marvin up into a reverse suplex but Marvin slips out behind and nails a german suplex! Marvin begins to crawl towards his team as Brandon rolls around on the mat. While this is happening, Sally runs around the other side of the ring and grabs CJ by the leg, ripping him off the apron as he head slams into the side. Sally stomps away on CJ until Lester chases her away. Marvin is crawling, almost to Ruckus when Brandon comes out of nowhere with a flying double boot stomp to Marvin's back!!

Harvey: Doomsday Shuffle!

Brandon slumps on top of Marvin for the cover as Lester rushes the ring and slams into Ruckus, sending him flying off the apron!

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Winners: Lester Only, CJ Gates, and Brandon Young!

Harvey: They did it!

Chase: Huzzah!

Lester Only raises his hands up in the air as Brandon Young walks up behind him grabbing him by the arm as the two share words back and forth and begin to break out in a shoving match!

Harvey: What the hell is going on here!? They're on the same team!

CJ Gates intervenes and breaks it up, as he acts like the voice of reason for both competitors. Brandon Young shoves CJ Gates into Lester Only who shoves him out of the way back into the ropes, as what looks to be a triple threat between three teammates looks to stir!

Harvey: This really doesn't look good! This goes to show you how quick tension can build when you have all this talent in one ring, Chase!

Chase: These guys all stand for what the APW is all about, why are they at each-others throats for!?

Meanwhile, Sally Talfourd and Terry Marvin both wield steel chairs as they enter the ring, unannounced to the trio. Lester Only, is the first one to see them as he attempts to alert his tag team partners who snap around and run face first into steel chair shots as CJ Gates and Brandon Young both go down, leaving Lester Only inbetween a potential conchairto shot! Lester Only looks at both Sally Talfourd and Terry Mavin who stare at each-other with detain.

Harvey: It looks like Terry Marvin and Sally Talfourd are caught in a dilemma! They hate each-other but they hate Lester Only just as much.

Chase: What the hell is Ryan Ruckus doing!?

Sally Talfourd and Terry Marvin put their differences aside long enough to swing their steel chairs at the same time...

SWING AND A MISS!

Ryan Ruckus takes Lester Only down to the mat just in time to help him avoid the shot. Lester Only notices that Ryan Ruckus is laying on top of them as does Ryan Ruckus as both men shove each-other away and stumble to their feet to the hilarity of the APW audience.

Chase: That was about as awkward as your boner, Harvey.

Sally Talfourd stands across from Ryan Ruckus and Terry Marvin stands across from Level-One who are unarmed...

DOUBLE CHAIR SHOT!

The champion and number one contender are taken out by their respective rivals, as they collapse to the mat, leaving Terry Marvin and Sally Talfourd the last one's standing...

Harvey: This is crazy! This peace treaty didn't seem to work for either men tonight...

Terry Marvin goes down as Sally Talfourd is quick to back stab him with a chair shot to the spine, that could very well leave him out of the lineup for any period of time. Sally Talfourd garnishes a thrashing from the crowd!

Chase: Speaking of peace treaties, it didn't look like the understanding between Terry and Sally lasted long.

Sally Talfourd tosses the steel chair aside as she admires the chaos around the ring with a great deal of self-pride. She flicks her hair over her shoulder as she smiles tauntingly for the camera.

Harvey: Sally Talfourd is back after a several week absence in a display I don't think anyone has expected.

Chase: Sally has just put the entire APW roster on notice once again. This is all for APW Thursday Night Overdrive folks.

The show ends with Sally Talfourd laying the APW Undisputed Championship between Lester Only and Ryan Ruckus before skipping away from the scene and up the ramp, as overdrive comes to a close.