Overdrive - Moncton, NB, Canada(06/09/11)

[President Jeff]

Pyro shoots from the stage and the camera pans through the Moncton, New Brunswick crowd as the fans are on their feet in excitement for seeing APW live after 2 and a half years. The camera then cuts to ringside with Darren Harvey and Johnny Chase

Harvey: Welcome everyone to THURSDAY NIGHT OVERDRIVE!!!

Chase: We are less than a month from Test for the Best and President Jeff is keeping a close eye on everyone

Harvey: We know that Next Sunday on Asylum, there will be Qualifying match where 4 lucky Asylum Megastars will compete in the Test for the Best tournament, but President Jeff isn‘t doing that, he‘s going to hand pick for men to represent Overdrive in the tournament

"Shooting Star" by Black Stone Cherry begins to play, sending the fans to their feet with cheers. As the song plays, the curtains part and out from the back walks C.J. Gates, wearing his cowboy hat and "GO BIG OR GO HOME" T-shirt. He looks out at the crowd before nodding his head and slowly making his way down to the ring, wincing slightly as he does.

Harvey: Well this is a first. C.J. Gates coming out to the ring, and he isn't even involved in a match.

Chase: But he doesn't look too good, Harvey. Looks like he's still feeling the effects of last weeks attacks.

Gates reaches the ring and walks up the steps, climbing through the ropes and getting a microphone at the far side of the ring. He walks back to the center and looks around once more before raising the microphone to his lips. As he does, the crowd erupts into more cheers, causing Gates to lower the microphone and look around at the fans once more, nodding his head as he does.

C.J. Gates: Now that is a sound I will never grow tired of hearing. The sound that helps drive me through matches, and a sound that I know is being created by my fans. By people that want and enjoy a good match. By fans that put their faith and dedication behind people that won't turn their back on you. But of course, I am not here to remind all of you why I honor you each and every time I step into this ring. No, I'm out here tonight to discuss the matter of Sally Talfourd.

The crowd begins to boo at the mention of Sally said as Gates shakes his head.

C.J. Gates: Sally Talfourd, the former champion that wants you all to believe her lies. The former champion that points the finger of accusation at each and every one of you for watching as I was left battered and bruised inside of this ring. The woman that claims people only watched Mayhem with hopes that she would walk out the winner. But her claims are wrong, because I know for a fact, that everyone watched that show hoping, praying, begging me to beat you, Sally. I know that all they wanted was for you to finally get a taste of your own medicine, and if you ask me, I think that I managed to accomplish that feat, and then some.

As soon as the words leave Gates' mouth, "Prelude 12/21" by AFI plays throughout, cutting him off. The fans begin to boo as Sally Talfourd saunters out onto the ramp, smiling from ear to ear, with a microphone in her hand. Following behind her is Diamante Valentine, sneering around at the crowd. The duo stop at the top of the ramp soaking up the boos.

C.J. Gates: Ah, if it isn't the tyrant queen herself. Come to spit more venom into my wounds?

Sally: CJ, CJ, CJ ... I was sitting out the back, minding my own business when out of nowhere *Sally clicks her fingers* Snap! I got a splitting headache. So I knew that you must have been talking about me somewhere. And wasn't I delighted to see that you had mustered up the courage to, you know, pull your tail out from between your legs and stumble down to the ring. I mean, it takes a lot of guts to do what you're doing right now, especially after you were humiliated last week but the two biggest stars in APW right now. But that's all in the past.

Sally has made the ring, looking up at CJ who is hanging on the rope nearest to her she waves her hands, ushering him back. CJ shakes his head, then walks back across the ring as Sally rolls under the ropes, then comes up, mic. Back in hand and ready to keep going.

Sally: What we need to worry about is this week. And, you know, I saw the card. So did everyone who scrambled to get a ticket for night. Their chance to see Sally Talfourd ruin ... once again ... CJ Gates. Why else do you think this place is sold out tonight? *Sally looks around* Why else do you think anyone bothered to turn up? Everyone thought they would get to see a rematch from Mayhem, except this time with both competitors fired up ... instead of just one. *Sally steps back from CJ, a thinking look on her face* But you know what? After last week's match, I just don't feel one-hundred percent, you know? I mean, it might be a case of being too awesome. I can't quite put my finger on it. But I just don't think I'm up for it this week. I think I might ask your good friend Nero to take my place. And besides, it's not like anyone here deserves to see me wrestle tonight ... and you hardly deserved to get another fifteen minutes of fame off my back.

Sally turns her back to CJ with a smile, the crowd erupt into boo's. Gates shakes his head and smirks.

C.J. Gates: Am I hearing this right? Has the talented Mrs. Talfourd decided that she is too good to step into the ring with me? *Sally nods* Has she decided that I am no longer worth her time? *Again, Sally nods* Or are those just more lies that she wants everyone to believe. Because to me, it seems more like she is too afraid to face me one on one inside of that ring. To me, it seems like she is afraid of stepping into the ring with the one man not named Level One that can give her a proper fight. But, to think that you would send Valentine in your place? That's definitely a new low. I never thought I'd see Sally Talfourd rely on other people to fight her battles.

The crowd cheers as Sally continues to sneer at Gates.

Sally: I don't need others to fight my battle---

C.J. Gates: But I guess it makes sense. After all, I beat her in the six person tag team match and in the tag team match the week after. I beat her at Mayhem, where she thought she was invincible. And if it weren't for her little errand boy there, Lester and I would have walked out of Overdrive with a victory last week, despite my injuries. I mean, to think that someone of her stature would need to attack me again after what she did to me earlier that night? That definitely shows what she really thinks of her abilities when it comes to fighting me ...

Sally races up to CJ's face, a look of rage across her.

Sally: You don't think I have what it takes to beat you?

CJ: I don't think it ...

There's a tense moment. It looks like the main event might just be the first match on the card. There's some words traded that the microphones don't pick up, then Sally steps back with a smile.

Sally: I'll see you there, CJ.

Sally drops the microphone to the mat with disdain and then turns from CJ and heads back to the ropes. CJ isn't so niave as to drop his guard, and stands at the ready. As Sally is half-way through the ropes, she looks back to CJ, gives him a nod and a smile, then heads out. The crowd cheers CJ on in the ring, which quickly turns to boo's as Nero comes out to meet Sally on the stage. The two huddle up. Nero wants to head down to the ring, but Sally is able to hold him back enough. The two finally head backstage, leaving CJ to take in the crowd's appreciation and cheers and we go to commercial

[President Jeff]

The scene opens up backstage where we see Colonel Frederick de LaFontaine III sitting in a locker room, watching the goings on via a television monitor. At that moment, the door opens and in walks Asylum Megastar Rico Casteel.

Colonel: Well, I say, well hey there, champ.

...with the APW Heavyweight championship over his shoulder. He smirks as he enters the room and closes the door behind him.

Colonel: I told you that I could get you that title, and look at you now. That strap suits you just fine, boy.

Rico: Of course it does. Though, nothings set in stone quite yet. Unfortunately, Reginald feels that he needs to put me through even more needless hoops just to award me this title in the end.

Colonel: Well, he has to make things interesting I guess. If anything, he's probably racking his brain to try and find a suitable opponent for you. He's going to bring in some hot shot youngster to take you down.

Rico grins.

Rico: Probably. In fact, I welcome it because it doesn't matter who stands in my way and it doesn't matter who Reginald tries to shove into my path. I'll make sure their time spent at the top, in the spotlight, is definitely short lived.

In fact...

Rico turns to face the camera.

Rico: To anyone that thinks they deserve to face me or anyone that wants to face me for this title at Test for the Best...I urge you all to pay close attention to Asylum as I systematically dismantle Jason Kash bit by bit. As I make him regret returning to APW. Because whomever steps forward to face me is going to end up just like he will.

Rico chuckles and Colonel nods his head.

Rico: But this title...

Rico pats the belt over his shoulder.

Rico: Isn't going anywhere, anytime soon.

The scene fades back to ringside


Paige The following match is scheduled for ONE fall!

"Shattered Dreams" By NoFuck plays out over the arena, as the mist suddenly engulfs the stage. Dan steps out thru the mist, dressed in a black duster black jeans and black boots. Face painted as to signify a single red tear on the right side of his face

Paige: Coming out first, at 186 pounds and hailing from Pittsburgh, PA…DAN “THE MAN” BOCHNER:

He struts towards the ring, and rolls underneath the ropes, where he gets up on his feet, and climbs the turnbuckles and criss crosses his arms over his chest and lowers his head praying to an invisible God. Once finished, he stands in the middle of the ring in a silent daze.

Harvey: Here comes Dan Bochner who fell a little short to Havoc last week.

Chase: Fell short? He got murdered by Nathaniel last week.

Harvey: And for the second week in a row, Bochner is giving up a massive amount of weight to his opponent, close to One Hundred Pounds.

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.

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.

Harvey: And now, Here comes another man reeling from defeat last week and he looks pissed off.

Chase: That he certainly does, and I have to feel sorry for Mr. Bochner this week.

Khaos vs. Dan Bochner


The bell rings and they’re off. Khaos is quick to rush at Dan with an attempted Lariat, but Dan ducks underneath and hits the ropes himself. He dives at Khaos for a cross body block, but Khaos ducks under and Dan hits the mat, but quickly rolls to his feet. The second he turns around, Khaos is there and grabs him for a Belly to belly Suplex. He lifts, but Dan brakes out mid toss and grabs Khaos’ arm and hits a modified Arm Drag on him. He rolls to his feet and rushes at Dan, Dan goes for a dropkick, but Khoas knocks him away and flat on his ass. He grabs Dan’s leg, looking for an Ankle lock, but Dan turns and catches Khoas in the face with a couple of boots. Khoas backs off and Dan leaps for a cross body block. Khoas catches him in a trapping T-Bone formation and hits a huge T-Bone suplex on Dan.

Khaos is all over Dan, starting with Knee drop to the head and then mounted punches to the head and face of Bochner. Dan tries to cover up, but Khaos is relentless. The ref warns him repeatedly, but Khaos is too overcome with rage to care. Finally the ref has to pull him off, and Khaos stares a whole through him. Khaos turns around and kicks Dan hard in the gut. Dan coughs a bit and rolls around on the mat clutching his gut. He pulls Dan to his feet and hits him with a snap Belly to Belly Suplex, he pulls him up again Wrenches the arm and plummets his shoulder into Dan’s over and over again before lifting him up by the one arm and dropping him to the mat. He pulls Dan up again and takes him down with a single arm DDT. He seethes over Dan’s fallen body.

Harvey: Khaos is in total control now as he stops away at Dan’s Arm.

Chase: That arm has taken one hell of a beating, and Khaos seems to be doing a good job at weakening up Bochner.

He gets Dan to his feet, grabs his arm and LOCKS on the cross arm breaker. Dan screams in pain as he pounds the mat. He tries to claw over to the Ropes, but has no traction. Khaos pulls back as hard as he can. The ref is there asking Dan if he wants to quit. Dan screams NO! but he’s right there in the middle of the ring with nowhere to go. Finally, he turns his feet and stretches to reach the bottom rope. Khaos is forced to let go. He is quick to his feet and comes after Dan. He pulls him to his feet and grabs him for another T-Bone, but Dan throws a few knees into the gut and Khaos breaks his grasp. Dan comes off the ropes, but Khoas sees him and ducks down to preempt him, but he was too early and Dan hops over and takes him down with a victory roll for a pin attempt.

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Khaos kicks Dan off of him and gets right back up, but Dan is ready and takes him down with a jumping heel kick and Khaos flops to the mat as Dan shakes his arm, trying to work through the pain.

Harvey: Signs of life from Bochner.

Chase: Give him a minute, he’ll screw it up again.

Dan lifts Khaos to his feet and hooks his head. He lifts him vertically showing his power before dropping him with a Falcon Arrow. He again makes the cover.


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Dan is back to work on Khaos again, and drops a few elbows into his sternum. He stomps away on Khaos’ legs, working them over for a little bit. He grabs another one and drops elbow after elbow. Across his knees.

Harvey: Smart move by Dan here trying to take the big man’s legs away.

Chase: It’s not gonna help, Khaos is just too big, too strong.

Dan grabs the left leg of Khaos and locks in a figure four on him right in the middle of the ring. Khaos tries to swing at Dan, but Bochner is smartly staying back out of the way and uses his arms to push himself up to apply more pressure. Khaos screams and writhes in pain as he lets his shoulders fall to the mat.


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Khaos tries again to beat and pound on Bochner’s legs but it is no use. Finally he lays back pounding the mat, looking for any way to get out of the hold. He starts to look around for the ropes as Dan lays back to get more leverage. The ref notices HIS shoulders on the mat and goes for the pincount.

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Khaos FINALLY manages to claw and drag his way over to the ropes and the ref calls for a break. Dan does no such thing and the ref has to count.

1….2…..3…..4…..Dan breaks the hold and gets to his feet quickly. He stalks as Khaos uses the ropes to get to his and sneaks in behind him. As Khaos gets to a vertical base, Dan shoulder blocks him in the back of the knee sending him down. Dan then grabs his legs and pulls him into the center of the ring. He steps over one leg and gets the other locked, he tries to turn Khaos around for a sharpshooter…But Khaos is fighting it. Finally Dan gets him turned, but using all his strength, Khaos pushes up with his arms and down with his legs and Dan goes rolling across the ring.

Harvey: Khaos showing tremendous power there.

Chase: Please, even I could throw him around like a rag doll.

Dan comes charging at Khaos whos up quick and pounds away at Dan with left’s and rights. He forces Dan into the corner and hits him with three shoulderblocks before pulling him out and hitting a HARD snap suplex!

Harvey: Khaos getting on a roll now.

Khaos grabs Dan and pulls him up to his feet. He spins him around, hooks the arms and hits a tiger suplex. He bridges up for the pin.

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He pulls Dan up again and traps his arms, throwing headbut after headbut before sending him over with a belly to belly. He goes for another pin.

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Khaos pounds the mat now. He pulls Dan up again, but Dan desperately grabs Khaos by the face and rakes down causing Khaos to lose his grip as he stumbles away in pain. Dan goes to one knee, but soon gets back up and hits the ropes. Khaos does so at the same time and they BOTH leap at each other, Khaos with a lyriat and Dan with a body block and they collide in the center of the ring and both are down.

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Khaos catches Dan stumbling from behind and he hooks him…dropping him with WELCOME TO HELL, MICHIGAN! He rolls Dan over and makes the cover.

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Winner: Khaos

Harvey: A much needed with for Khaos here tonight after a string of loses

Chase: Lets hope this gives Khaos extra confidence for future matches

Khaos celebrates his victory as Overdrive goes to commercial.

[President Jeff]

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall

Forever By Drake hit’s the PA and out comes Damian Walker leading the pack for Young Mannie and JR Kingston

Paige: Introducing first, being accompanied by Damian Walker, the team of Young Mannie and JR Kingston, they are, THE RED SHIELD MAFIA

The three of them make their way down to the ring and enter the ring. They do a few poses and then wait for their opponents

The lights dim as the opening notes begin playing. Spotlights show reflections of playing cards along the entrance. Gambler, wearing a jacket with an Ace of Hearts of Jack of Diamonds, takes his time strolling out to the ring, deck of cards between both hands. Bodacious comes out behind Gambler, wearing a sky blue robe. Bodacious completely snobs the fans, refusing to even acknowledge their existance. At random intervals, Gambler tosses a few cards at members of the audience.

Paige: And their opponents, the team of The Gambler and Bobby Bodacious, they are GAMBLING SUPERSTARS!

Gambler makes it to the ring, he slides under the bottom rope. Gambler goes to one knee while reaching into a jacket pocket, pulling out a pair of die. Gambler rolls the die on the mat, getting a "7" from the roll. Bodacious enters the ring, where he slowly takes his robe off, handing it off to an unknown employee at ringside. While handing off the robe, Bodacious makes sure to lecture the employee to be careful with the robe.

The Red Shield Mafia Vs Gambling Superstars


Mannie and Gambler start things off. They lock up and Mannie powers Gambler to the corner. The ref steps in to break them up. Mannie goes for a cheap shot, taking a swing at Gambler, but Gambler moves and puts Mannie in the corner and goes at him with some left and right hand punches. He then throws Mannie to the opposite corner. Mannie hit’s the corner and stumbles out of it and the Gambler is there to give him a back body drop. Mannie is slow to get up and Gambler kicks him in the gut and brings him over to his corner, tagging in Bodacious. Gambler leans Mannie over and raises his arm as Bobby punches Mannie in the ribs and then grabs Mannie in a headlock and takes him over.

Harvey: The Gambling Superstars made their Overdrive debut last week by attacking two teams no longer with us, but the was later attacked by the Mafia

Chase: Overdrive is the Red Shields Mafia’s turf, I don’t think they appreciated the Gambling Superstars coming from Asylum and making a name for themselves here

Mannie battles to his feet and pushes Bobby into the ropes. Bobby comes back taking Mannie down with a shoulder block. Bobby runs off the ropes and hops over Mannie. Mannie gets up and Bobby hit’s the ropes and Mannie goes to leap frog Bobby, but Bobby stops in front of Mannie as he’s in the air and then catches him with an Atomic drop. Bobby bounces off the ropes and takes Mannie down with a clothesline. Just as Mannie gets back up, Bobby runs into the ropes and Damian grabs Bobby by his foot. Bobby turns his attention to Damian and from the ring Apron, JR Kingston runs, grabs Bobby’s head and jumps off the ring apron, pulling Bobby’s throat over the top rope. Bobby stumbles backwards towards the middle of the ring and Mannie grabs Bobby from behind and takes him down with the Back Cracker. Mannie then covers
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Harvey: The ref needs to kick Damian Walker from ringside, he could be the difference maker in this match

Chase: I have no idea what your talking about Darren.

Mannie drags Bobby near the corner and tags in Kingston. Mannie picks Bobby up,, hooks his arms from behind and Kingston kicks Bobby in the gut and then puts him into the corner where Mannie gets out of the ring. Kingston begins spearing Bobby in the corner and then walks away towards the Gambler, taunting him into the ring. Meanwhile, Mannie tags the tag rope and begins choking Bobby with it. Gambler finally gets back in his corner and Kingston grabs Bobby, pulling him out of the corner and gives him a head butt, sending him down to the mat. Kingston drops to his knee’s and covers Bobby
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Kingston slowly lifts Bobby up and Bobby throws a few punches to the mid section of Kingston, but Kingston knocks him down with a forearm shot to the back of the head. He then picks Bobby up and whips him into the corner. Kingston charges at him and Bobby gets his elbow up into Kingston’s face. Kingston backs up and charges again and this time, Bobby moves and Kingston hit’s the corner chest first. Bobby grabs Kingston from behind and gives him a belly to back suplex. Bobby hooks the leg for the cover
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Bobby tags in The Gambler and he comes into the ring and grabs Kingston, and then nails him with a Roaring Elbow. With Kingston down, Gambler runs off the ropes and does the Rolling Thunder!

Harvey: The Hustle into the Royal Flush, this could be it

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Chase: Still too much fight left in Kingston

Gambler picks Kingston up and sets him up for the Canadian Destroyer. Mannie tries getting into the ring and the ref is stopping up. Damian Walker jumps up onto the ring apron, yelling at Gambler. Gambler shoves Kingston to the side and rushes over to Damian who jumps off the apron. Gambler goes back over to Kingston and with the ref still distracted, Kingston low blows Gambler. Gambler falls over as Mannie gets back on the apron. Kingston gets up, stomps on the back of Gamblers head and tags in Mannie. Mannie gets in the ring and picks Gambler up and throws him into the corner. Mannie runs at him, does a cartwheel and then nails Gambler with a round house kick. Gambler falls to the mat and Mannie pulls him to the middle of the ring and covers him
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Mannie waits for Gambler to get up. Just as he does, Mannie goes for a super kick, but Gambler ducks it and then kicks Mannie in the gut and drops him with a double Arm DDT! Both guys are out the ref start counting them out

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Both Gambler and Mannie turn towards their corner and start crawling towards their partner. Both men tag in their partners and in comes Kingston and Bodacious. Bobby runs across the ring and takes Kingston down with a clothesline and then a snap suplex. Mannie comes back into the ring and he runs at Bobby who hip tosses him, causing Mannie to land on top of Kingston. Mannie gets up and falls into the ropes. Gambler is back in the ring he runs at Mannie with a clothesline and both guys go up and over onto the floor.

Harvey: The ref may have just lost all control of this match.

The ref is busy trying to break up Mannie and Gambler. In the ring, Bobby goes to pick Kingston up, and Kingston counters with a jaw breaker. Damian gets on the ring apron and tosses Kingston brass knuckles. Kingston puts them on and turns towards Bobby who kicks Kingston in the gut, and takes the brass knuckles off his hand and puts it on his own. Bobby pulls his fits back and connects Kingston in the jaw. Bobby covers as he yell’s to the ref. The ref see’s this and slides into the ring
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Winner: Gambling Superstars

Mannie slides into the ring at the last second and Bobby exit’s the ring and starts to celebrate with Gambler.

Chase: You saw that Darren, you saw Bobby cheat to steel the win

Harvey: It was Damian who brought those Brass Knuckles into this match

Damian explains to the ref that Bobby used Brass Knuckles on Kingston. The ref looks at Bobby who is celebrating with The Gambler. The ref see’s the brass knuckles still in his hand and then gets out of the ring and charges to them. He pulls the brass knuckles out of his hands and ask him what he’s doing with them. With no answer from Bobby, the ref rushes over to the Nicky Paige and whispers something in her ear.

Paige: The referee has just informed me that he has changed his decision on this match. Due to the use of a forign object by Bobby Bodacious, Gambling Superstars have been Disqualified. So the winner of this match is, YOUNG MANNIE AND JR KINGSTON

Bobby and Gambler are upset at the decision change and the Red Shield Mafia are now celebrating and laugh at Gambling Superstars

Chase: The right call was made here tonight by the ref

Harvey: I can’t say I agree with it, but this isn’t over between these two

The Mafia continue to celebrate their victory as we go to commercial.

[President Jeff]

Raining Blood by Slayer hit’s the PA System and the fans just to their feet in excitement. The titantron video of President Jeff begins to play and then it cuts to him standing backstage in front of a Test for the Best poster. The boss is smiling before speaking

Jeff: How’s everyone doing here tonight? Its great to be back here in Moncton New Brunswick. Its been too long. For you who don’t know, this is where I grew up before I moved out to Toronto for my wrestling career. The Moncton Coliseum is where I saw my first live wrestling event. This venue holds a special place in my heart.

But Earlier today, I was honored to be given the Key to the City. But the coolest part of today, the Mayor of Moncton, named a street after me, Hurricane Jeff street.

We cut to a clip from “Earlier Today” it’s a nice sunny day outside as a crowd is gathered as the Mayor of Moncton is handing President Jeff the key to the city. They shake hands as people are taking pictures. And then it cuts to a street sign with a blanket over it. The Mayor pulls the blanket off of it, and the sign reads “Hurricane Jeff Street”. It then cuts to Jeff having a few words about it

Jeff: I can’t believe that I got the key to the city and a street named after me, only because I’m doing something that I love doing. I left home almost 10 years ago to follow a dream and its an honor to be given the key to the city and having a street named after me

The scene cuts back to inside the arena

Jeff: Pretty cool huh? Well, anyways, I want to take a second to talk about the Test for the Best tournament. This past Sunday on Asylum, it was announced that there will be qualifying matches for the Asylum Megastars. All I have to say about that is, it doesn’t matter how Reginald picks his 4 guys, because it will be a Overdrive Megastar who will win Test for the Best and headline Shockwave. I never forgotten about Rasslemania and how Asylum beat Overdrive in not 1, but 2 matches. My whole career, I’ve gotten the last laugh. And this will be no different. Reginald may have lead an army of misfits to victory at Rasslemania, but Test for the Best, its different, and the outcome will be different than at Rasslemania.

Last week, I kept a close eye on EVERYONE. And I have a good idea on who I will pick to represent Overdrive in Test for the Best. And that’s why Next week, Live on Overdrive, I will announce the 4 mega stars who will compete for Overdrive at Test for the Best. One Megastar will become the next big thing of APW that night, and you better believe that it will be an Overdrive Megastar.

With that, the scene fades back to ringside for the next match


Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

#SIMPLY F'N PUT!



#IT'S TIME TO PRAY THE PRICE!

Paige: Making his way to the ring first, weighing in at 234 pounds, from Chicago, Illinois, “Simply Put” Johnny Rebel!

Harvey: Despite his rotten attitude, Johnny Rebel has been nothing but impressive in his time here in APW, going undefeated thus far!

Chase: Yep, he has indeed been impressive, but he faces a huge challenge tonight in Jacob Whitehead, literally!

[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.]

"End of the World" plays over the speakers, the deceptively calm tempo seeming to lull the crowd until Jacob Whitehead walks out, followed by his manager, Elizabeth Page. He struts down the ramp until he gets to the floor, then he scoops up Liz, kissing her fiercely, the lewd display gleaning even louder boos from the crowd and a smirk from both Jacob and Liz.

Paige: And his opponent, accompanied by Elizabeth Page, weighing in at 305 pounds, from Orlando, Florida, Jacob Whitehead!

Harvey: What a physically intimidating specimen Jacob Whitehead is!

Chase: He's 6 feet and eleven inches, 300 plus pounds of pure nastiness!

Jacob hops up on the apron and steps over the top rope before striding into the center of the ring where he ignores anyone that might have come down to the ring before him to taunt the crowd. Eventually he'd settle down and head for his corner, hunkering down and waiting for the fight to begin. With both competitors in the ring, the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

”Simply Put” Johnny Rebel vs. Jacob Whitehead

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The two men meet in the middle of the ring, with Rebel looking up to look Whitehead in the eyes. The smaller competitor, who's hardly small, stomps on Whitehead's foot while they're engaged in the stare down, and creates an opening for himself, allowing him to grab Whitehead for a Side Suplex! Rebel visibly struggles a bit getting the big man off his feet, but pulls the maneuver off, sending Whitehead to the mat! Rebel is on Whitehead like a pitbull, stomping the living tar out of him, stomping his chest, legs, arms, whatever he can hit to try and keep the bigger man down!

Chase: This is exactly what Johnny Rebel needs to do if he's going to win this match! He needs to keep the pressure up, and keep Whitehead off his feet!

While Rebel is going to town on the downed Whitehead, the big man reaches over and sweeps Rebel's legs out from beneath him, and both men are quick to their feet. However, Rebel is just that much quicker, and he takes Whitehead back down to the mat with a Dropkick to the side of the head! Again, Rebel proceeds to stomp the tar out of Whitehead, trying to keep him down! Whitehead tries to use his arm to sweep Rebel's legs out from beneath him again, but Johnny dodges it this time. In the brief opening, Whitehead rolls away, creating some distance between the two men, and gets to his feet! Rebel charges in with a Clothesline, but Whitehead responds lifting his foot up for the Big Boot! The big man then pulls Rebel up by the head, and gives him a series of European Uppercuts, ending off with a Haymaker that takes Rebel off his feet! Whitehead measures Rebel up, and as the undefeated Mega Star makes his way back up to his feet, Whitehead runs in and connects with a Charging Knee Strike that clocks Rebel right in the face! Rebel falls back and spills through the ropes to the outside!

Harvey: This could get real ugly, real quick!

Whitehead follows Rebel to the outside, pulling him up and bouncing his head off the apron before rolling him back into the ring. Whitehead re-enters the ring himself, pulling Rebel up and taking him back down with a Spinning Backfist that hits with such force that the loud thud echoes throughout the arena!

Harvey: Getting hit with a fist like that is like getting hit in the face with a skillet!

With Rebel down, Whitehead gets down as well to apply a Grounded Butterfly Lock! As he stretches out the arms of Johnny Rebel, the ref asks Rebel if he gives up. Rebel responds with an emphatic “NO!” so Whitehead just increases the pressure. After about a minute, Whitehead realizes he's not beating Rebel with the Butterfly Lock, so he releases it and begins to pull Rebel up with him. On the way up, Rebel gives him a hard elbow to the midsection, followed by a Superkick that comes from out of nowhere!

Chase: This could do it!

Whitehead falls backwards to the mat, and Rebel goes for the cover, 1
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Kick out from Whitehead! Rebel stays focused, making his way to the top rope, and as Whitehead gets to his feet, he leaps off, nailing him with a Missile Dropkick! He goes for another cover, 1
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Another kick out! Rebel shakes his head a bit, but then sticks his arms out, calling for this match to be over. As Whitehead makes his way back up, Rebel gives him a kick to the midsection, hunching him over, and pulling him in for the Putdown! Before Rebel can deliver the move, though, Whitehead Back Body Drops him over, and follows up with a few hard stomps to the chest of Rebel! He gives Rebel a couple of stomps before pulling him up and lifting him up into a Stalling Vertical Suplex!

Harvey: This is the setup for the Lightning Strike! If Whitehead hits with this, it's over!

As Whitehead has Rebel lifted high, Rebel drives his knees into the crown of Whitehead's skull, allowing him to drop down in front of Whitehead, give him a swift kick to the gut, and pull him in for the Putdown! The fans are booing as Rebel makes the cover, 1
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3! DING! DING! DING!

Winner: Johnny Rebel[/center]

“Smoke on the Water” begins to play, as Rebel raises his arms arrogantly in the ring. The fans boo him, while Rebel just laughs it off. Liz slides into the ring to check on Whitehead.

Paige: Here is your winner, by pinfall, “Simply Put” Johnny Rebel!

Harvey: The undefeated streak continues for Johnny Rebel here tonight! Still, Jacob Whitehead put up one heck of a fight!

Chase: There were several points in that match where I feared Rebel's streak was going to come to an end, but he holds on for the big win here tonight!

Rebel exits the ring and makes his way up the ramp, confident as ever, while Liz continues to check on Jacob in the ring.

[President Jeff]

“Spaceman,” by The Killers, plays over the speakers as the arena lights fade to a dim blue. Blue laser lights shoot from the stage as blue spotlights dance about the arena. Biggs makes his entrance to a chorus of boos, dressed in a designer suit with a light blue shirt, bright blue tie, and blue feathers on the shoulders of the suit jacket, as well as his signature blue shades. He has the APW Overdrive Championship belt around his waist as he makes his way down the ramp, mocking the fans as he goes along. He still has the cast on his left arm as he makes his way to the ring.

Paige: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the APW Overdrive Champion, Biggs!

Harvey: Last week's Overdrive ended with Biggs standing triumphantly over “Level-One” Lester Only after he blindsided the Undisputed Champ with his cast!

Chase: It was a great move by Biggs, as he established himself as a real threat to Lester's title, and put the champ on notice!

As Biggs reaches the ring, he walks up the steps, and then steps in between the ropes, calling for a mic as his music fades and the lights come back up. He waits to speak for a few moments, soaking in the loud boos from the crowd, taking them in as if the fans were cheering for him. Biggs has his trademark smirk across his face as he begins to speak..

Biggs: I know that not many of you are very happy with me right now after what I did to Lester Only last week, taking him out after our tag team match with a well placed cast shot. The fact that the champ went down after only one blow did surprise me, I must say, but the message sent is the same, regardless of how many shots I had to land in order to bring Lester down, that message being that I want the APW Undisputed Championship!

This past week, everyone has been asking me, “Why now, Biggs? Why would you do something like that to Lester Only? Don't you know that he's only the most dominant Undisputed Champion in APW history?” Well duh! Of course I realize that Lester Only has built a reputation for himself of being almost unbeatable. I do realize that if I want to take that title from him, I'm going to have to wrestle the match of my life. But I am confident that now is the time to strike. I've been in APW for just over two years now, and in those two years, I have yet to receive a shot at the APW Undisputed Championship. And while I'm certainly proud of all that I've accomplished as being the only man to win the Overdrive Championship a record 3 times, as proud as I am of being the fightingest and greatest APW Overdrive Champion ever, the fact of the matter is that it has always been my goal and dream to one day hold the grandest prize in this business! I could just rest on my laurels, knowing that I will make it into the APW Hall of Fame thanks to my impressive accomplishments as Overdrive Champion, but what kind of competitor would I be if I didn't even try once to win the big one?

A loud “YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!” chant gets going.

Biggs: Listen, people, I don't want to hear what you tell your mothers to do every night!

This draws louder boos from the crowd, and Biggs chuckles to himself before continuing to speak.

Biggs: The simple fact of the matter is that I have no beef with Level-One, none at all. It's no secret that he's one of the men I respect the most in this business. But I have absolutely no respect for Lester Only! That is why I had to let my intentions be known in the way that I did last week! Lester claims that he's always had an open challenge out for me to face him for the championship, but if I were to take his challenge at face, well, that would put Lester in the driver's seat. That would give him the advantage heading into our match, because I would be getting said match under his power, under his control. So what I did last week was merely usurp control for myself, ensuring that I get a title match with him on my terms!

The crowd is absolutely livid at the Overdrive Champion, hurling insults at him. A chant of “YOU'RE A COWARD!” >clap, clap, clapclapclap< “YOU'RE A COWARD!” >clap, clap, clapclapclap< gets going. Biggs disregards it.

Biggs: You fans are too stupid to realize just how smart I am. What you call cowardice, I call intelligence. The only reason you boo me is because you don't understand me! I've made it perfectly clear that I could care less what you fans think about me, because the bottom line is that you don't matter! If I've said it once, I've said it a million times, in this ring, it comes down to the skill of one competitor versus the skill of the other. You may root and cheer and holler all you want, it does not change that fact! When, and believe me, it's a when, not an if, at this point, so when I face Lester Only for his Undisputed Championship, it will be only me and him in this ring, nobody else, except for the ref, but that's beside the point. None of you fans will be involved in the match in the physical sense, and therefore, you will have no bearing on the outcome!

Furthermore, you sheep are a rather fickle bunch. Had I done what I did to Lester Only last week even just a couple of months ago, all of you would have cheered me as a hero. As it stands right now, all of you view me as one of the most reviled villains to ever step foot in this ring. I'm not trying to tell you who to cheer or who to boo, because as I've already established, it doesn't really matter. All that I ask is that you people please try to make an effort be consistent. Granted, I know that having to cheer for the likes of Pence Weahterlight for so many years shows just how poor your judgement really is, but still, if you're going to cheer for Lester Only, realize that you're also cheering for all his deeds done as Level-One.

The crowd lets out their loudest boos yet, and Biggs just shakes his head a bit, smirking all the while.

Biggs: You see, all of you are proving my point right now! I point out a very true statement, a statement which none of you can deny, but because you don't like what I have to say, you boo me. Had it been Lester Only out here saying that sure, he's done some bad things, but you should cheer him now, then you would. The fact of the matter is that Level-One and Lester Only, while the same person, are two very different people. Level-One would not have let me blindside him like I did last week! Level-One wouldn't stoop to pandering to the fans to draw his inspiration for the match! Level-One wouldn't be left laying like a punk after one shot from my cast! Level-One would have fought back! Level-One would have made sure that I didn't get a hold of his precious APW Undisputed Championship belt! But I didn't take advantage of Level-One last week, now did I?

Lester Only, you may be the APW Undisputed Champion, but you are not at your best right now! So long as you try and be a good little boy for the benefit of these fans, who quite frankly aren't worth the effort, then you will be holding yourself back. And while that would help my bid to become the next AP W Undisputed Champion, you know darn well that I do not want to face Lester Only in my very shot at the title! Ever since I came to APW two years ago, Level-One has been the man to beat! I've spent these last two years watching you, analyzing you, getting to know you, so that when the time was right, I could strike. And strike I did. But the point of this, Lester, isn't to take advantage of you. No, the point is to awaking the true man inside you. The point is to inspire you to show your true self. When I win my first APW Undisputed Championship, I want to win by beating Level-One!

At this point, “Alive,” by P.O.D. hits, and the fans erupt into cheers.

Lester ”L1” Only: You know Biggs, a part of me wants to enter that ring and beat the living crap out of you for what you did last week and not one person in this building could say I wasn't justified in doing so—but I am not going to do that. Why would I?

You see by doing what you did last week, you showed me your true colors. You showed your legion of new fans that your new leaf was nothing more then spring training for a big summer and I can only applaud you for that, headache and all. Unlike Ryan Ruckus you will not be masquerading as something you aren't and in turn, you will not turn me into something I'm not. Last week we all saw what you're about, Biggs.

Lester Only stops and pauses. Like a conductor directing a musical, he waves his hands back and forth along with the chants of ''coward'' directed to Biggs.

Lester ''L1'' Only: You truly are a coward through and through. And last week was a perfect example of such. Here you were tagging with Sally Talfourd and had earned a hard fought victory over me and my partner CJ Gates and that still wasn't enough for you. You were so insecure, so cowardly, so unsure of your talents and abilities—you felt as if you needed to blind side me after the fact to send a message. That my friend... that's pathetic!

Oh yes, but of course you have a explanation that explains your cowardice away. You wanted to ”control” the situation. You wanted to set the rules. You wanted to set the pace. Well, that's fine. You really are going to need every little advantage you can conjure up, if it means even standing a chance of beating me, ever. Ultimately it is in my belief the only thing you are doing is setting up the battlegrounds in which your blood will be spilt and my victory will be awarded.

Lester Only stops to look at his Undisputed Championship, before addressing Biggs any further.

Lester ''L1'' Only: You claim that ”Level-One” is who you want but I can hear the fear in your voice every-time you utter the name. You say, Level-One was far more superior then Lester Only; but Level-One was never an undisputed champion! The fact of the matter is, I am not at my weakest. I am at my best. And the little tamper tantrum you threw last week isn't nor will it ever win you an Undisputed Championship, so any correlation between the two is nothing more then a lapse in common sense and logic.

However, if you truly believe I am at my worst and that I have gone soft, I will gladly nod my head and agree and play possum. Regardless of what you think; you obviously feel your time is now and I welcome your challenge. I've been calling you out for months and you like a coward tried to ignore me. Perhaps my battle cries finally got under your skin?

Lester Only lets up on the microphone as Bigg's quickly takes his que and cuts off the verbal tirade of the champion.

Biggs: I hear all that you're saying, Lester, and to me, it's all talk! If you want to prove to me that you haven't gone soft, you'll show that mean streak of yours. You'll do something that only Level-One would do! And I'm going to give you the opportunity to do that right now. Since I blindsided you last week, I'm going to give you the opportunity to do the same to me, right here, right now. I'm going to turn my back you, and give you 30 seconds in which you can take a free shot at me! If you're really a changed man like you say you are, then you won't hit me. But if you're going to be honest with yourself and with these fans, if you're going to let Level-One come out, then you'll clock me real hard. The choice is yours, Lester.

Biggs takes his shades off and puts them in his coat pocket, before unclasping his Overdrive Title belt and setting it on the mat. He then turns his back to Lester Only, holding the mic up to his mouth.

Biggs: Okay, Lester Only, if you want a shot, you got it! Time starts now!

The crowd cheers as Lester Only scans over the thousands of screaming fans. He nods his head and begins to take off down the ramp. Lester Only slips under the bottom rope and looks back at the timer. Fifteen seconds. Like a shark he circles Biggs; who's counting down the numbers in his head.

Harvey: Biggs is absolutely crazy for doing this!

Chase: We all know Lester Only made the turn for the better; but this is like an open wound to a shark!

Lester Only casually lifts the microphone to his mouth, whispering into the microphone.

Lester ”L1” Only: You really shouldn't have done this.

Seconds later Lester Only is standing behind Biggs and reaches into his wrestling tights, grabbing a hand full of boxer shorts! Lester Only pulls on the gear giving Biggs a super wedgie! Biggs yelps out in pain as Level-One uses the wedgie to flip Biggs over back first onto the wrestling canvas and the crowd breaks out in laughter, as Lester Only crouches down low to mock an embarrassed Overdrive champion.

Lester ”L1” Only: Pokadots? Really Biggs? Does Ellie know about this?

Lester Only shakes his head back and forth as Biggs grits his teeth.

Lester ”L1” Only: You may have thought you had me last week but in reality, you've given me exactly what I want. You. And now that you've committed to this match; I am dedicated to making your life a living hell. You see, I may not be ”Level-One” anymore but I am still Lester Only. The greatest wrestler in this goddamned sport. And you?

You'll never one up, me.

Biggs takes a swipe at Lester Only who springs up to his feet like a cat avoiding the blow. Lester Only disrespectfully steps over Biggs Overdrive championship, before kicking it towards him and exiting the ring. Biggs, adjusts his wedgie situation before grabbing his overdrive title and hustling back to his feet feeling slighted and embarrassed as we head to commercial.

[President Jeff]

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, Introducing first, from Venace Italy, he is 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.

Paige: And his opponent..

'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: Weighing in at 242 pounds, 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.

Non Title Match
Diamante Valentine Vs Nathaniel Havok

The referee calls for the bell, and the two combatants begin to circle around each other.

Harvey: Here we go, Chase!

Chase: This should be another classic!

The two men in the ring lock up, collar and elbow tie-up. Valentine shows Havok that he’s not going to hold back, by backing Havok up into the corner. The referee darts over to the corner, trying to force the two men to break it up. Diamante slowly releases and begins to back away from Nathaniel. With his hands in the air, Valentine backs up and smarts off to the ref. Havok sees his opening and kicks the Xtreme Champion in the stomach. He tosses Valentine into the corner and begins to chop him in the chest. After a few chops, Nathaniel then drives his hip and side into the ribcage and stomach of Diamante Valentine. After a painful reaction from the crowd, Havok gives a sadistic grin before driving his side into the champ once again. The crowds reaction is just as painful as the first, as Nathaniel Havok does it a third time for good measure. Nathaniel backs out of the corner, taking a few steps backwards with a smirk on his face, and swagger in his walk. Diamante falls to his ass, sitting down in the corner. Nathaniel then aligns himself across the ring and darts straight at Valentine. Havok lifts his foot to kick Diamante in the face, but the champion has the wherewithal to move out of the way, rolling under the ropes to the outside, and allowing Nathaniel to straddle the middle rope. With all the momentum Nathaniel had, this causes him to straddle the middle rope for a moment, and then fall to the outside as well.

Harvey: Great counter, as the referee exorcizes the ten-count!

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Valentine has the edge and is to his feet. However Nathaniel has fallen back down, holding his ankle and writhing in pain. Diamante looks at Nathaniel who is still laying on the floor-mat holding his ankle. With a confused look on his face, Valentine rolls into the ring, but then rolls right back out. This forces the referee to restart the ten-count, and gives Valentine enough time to do some damage. As he approaches Havok, Havok lifts his hand to Valentine, begging him to back away.

Chase: Oh no! Nathaniel is hurt! He’s hurt bad!

Harvey: It looks like he might have twisted that ankle when he fell onto the floor!

Chase: This doesn’t look good! At all!

Valentine is confused on what he should do, however he never takes his eyes off of Nathaniel.

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The champ begins to back up so Havok can have room, but his sportsmanship is made a fool of. With a swift and fluent sweep, Havok is able to drop-toehold Valentine right into the barricade next to them. The fans let out a howl of pain as Havok leaps to his feet, smirking and pointing at his brain.

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Harvey: He was playing possum!

Chase: What a trickster! He really is the smartest man in the business!

Harvey: He’s gutless! That was a down-right dirty move! How can you applaud that?

Chase: Genius! Pure genius!

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Havok rolls back into the ring and then rolls out again, to do the same thing Valentine had just previously done, break up the ten-count. When he rolls back out, Havok immediately goes back to targeting the Xtreme Champion. He begins stomping on the champ, from his legs, to his arms.

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Referee: COME ON, HAVOK! GET IT BACK IN THE RING! NOW!

Havok looks up at the referee like he is crazy, but decides to comply with the demand. He drags Diamante up by the hair, head, and neck, and proceeds to force him back into the ring. After his goal is achieved, Havok too rolls into the ring, springing to his feet and going right back to work on Valentine. He once again drags the champion to his feet, and then Irish-Whips him into the corner. Shortly after impact, Havok darts at his foe, clothes-lining him between his arm and body, and the turnbuckles behind him. Valentine hit’s the mat below hard, and Nathaniel drags him closer to the middle of the ring.

Harvey: Wait, pinfall attempt here!

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KICK OUT! Valentine’s not through yet!

Chase: Wow! That clothesline looked like it could have knocked the Xtreme Champion out cold! How did he kick out of that?

Harvey: We’ve only just begun here, Chase! We’ve only just begun!

Nathaniel pops back up to his feet and begins stomping all over the body of Diamante once again. The referee steps in after a four count, and tries to stop Havok’s assault. Havok pushes him out of the way and continues to stomp on the Xtreme Champion, but the referee pushes Nathaniel back, and into the turnbuckle. This allows Valentine time to get to his feet as the referee continues yelling in the face of Nathaniel.

Chase: This referee better watch out or…

Harvey: NO! WHAT’S HE DOING? WHAT’S NATHANIEL HAVOK DOING?

Nathaniel takes offence to the referee and has had enough of the authority in the ring. He then pie-faces the referee to the ground quite hard, getting a very hateful response from the sold out crowd. The referee is placed in the middle of the ring in a sitting position, and holds out his shirt to show Nathaniel that he is the law, and not to lay his hands on him.

Harvey: Get him! Get him, ref! Show him who the real boss is! Disqualify his ass!

Chase: That might not be a good idea! Look at Havok! He’s pissed!

Nathaniel has a steaming look on his face, but changes his tone quite quickly, and reaches down to help the referee up. Nathaniel apologizes to the referee while he brushes him off, and the referee cools down too. As Valentine begins to get back to his feet, Nathaniel backs up into his corner, and the referee goes to check on the Xtreme Champion. Distracted by checking on the Champion, the referee doesn’t know that Nathaniel is behind him, waiting to strike.

Harvey: Wait, what’s he doing now? No! Not to the referee! Don’t do this!

Chase: Do it! Do it, Nathaniel!

The referee turns around and Nathaniel charges at him. The referee has the wherewithal to duck out of the way, and Nathaniel super kicks Diamante right in the face. As Valentine hits the mat below, Nathaniel notices he’s hit the champion. Havok then cocks back, and super kicks the referee right in the face before the referee even notices it.

Harvey: MY GOD! NO! HE JUST TOOK THAT REFEREE’S HEAD OFF!

Chase: Yes! Yes! Yes!

With the referee down and out, Nathaniel Havok goes to the outside and grabs a steel chair from ringside. As he makes his way back in, Valentine begins to get to his feet. Nathaniel charges at Valentine who is now to his feet, but looks dazed. Nathaniel cocks the chair back and smokes the Xtreme Champion right in the face.

Harvey: What the hell? Havok gave Valentine everything he had, but he’s still standing!

Chase: What are you talking about? He fell into the corner turnbuckles! That’s not standing!

Harvey: Valentine should be out cold! His legs might be as wobbly as a noodle, but he’s still standing on them!

Chase: Not for long! Look!

Nathaniel cocks the chair back once again and nails Valentine in the face once again. This time, Valentine hit’s the mat below, and is out like a light. Nathaniel lays on top of him and waits for the count to begin.

Harvey: What’s he doing? He took the referee out! There’s no one to make the count, he knows that!

Chase: Look! Look at the ramp!

Another referee comes darting down the ramp and slides into the ring. However, rather than counting, the referee stands over Havok and explains that he’s not going to count. Havok then gets to his feet and argues with the referee, but to no avail. Havok looks back at Valentine who is crawling over to the corner. He then turns his attention back to the new referee by kicking him in the stomach.

Harvey: No! Not another referee! No!

Chase: The Crowning! The Crowning on the referee!

Harvey: 2 referees are down in the ring, what else is Nathaniel Havok going to do here?

Valentine has by now pulled himself up by the ropes. Nathaniel turns around and sees this, but has no time to react as Valentine hits him with a clothesline. Nathaniel gets right back up, but is sent right back down with another clothesline. Havok again hops right back up, but is met by the champion with a hiptoss. Havok back up, again, Havok back down with another hiptoss. By this time, Havok is just working on instinct as he yet again, hops right back up. Valentine sees this and begins to get frustrated. He darts at Nathaniel and dropkicks him down to the ground. This time, Nathaniel stays down. Diamante smirks at the crowd, showing them what he’s done to Havok. Nathaniel begins to stir and grabs Valentine by the leg. Disgusted with Havok touching him, the champion kicks Havok right in the head. With Havok now out cold, Valentine casually kicks him in the side, forcing Havok to roll onto his back. Valentine looks around and sees that both referees are still out. He then walks over to the ring ropes closest to the entrance and begins to call for another referee.

Chase: I don’t think that there’s going to be a referee back there crazy enough to come out here!

Harvey: You’re wrong! Look!

As another referee runs down the ramp, Valentine lays on top of Havok, covering him and waiting for the three count.

Chase: No! Havok!

Harvey: The referee’s in position!

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NO! NO! KICK OUT BY HAVOK!

Valentine gets to his feet and drags Nathaniel up with him by the hair. He holds Nathaniel’s head out and talks a bit of trash. He then head butts Nathaniel back down to the mat, and takes a bow for the crowd. The crowd shows a mixed reaction, much to the dislike of the Xtreme Champion. He turns his attention back to Nathaniel by picking him up by the hair once again.

Harvey: Kick to the stomach here, and HERE WE GO! HERE WE GO! EGO TRIP!

Chase: NO! NO!

Diamante lifts Havok into position, but Havok uses the momentum to leap out of the match-ending move, and kicks Valentine in the stomach.

Chase: YES! THE CROWNING! YES! YES!

Havok sets Valentine up after his spectacular counter, leaps, and hit’s the Crowning flip-piledriver. Immediatley after, Havok goes for the pin.

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Winner: Nathaniel Havok!

“Nemesis” by Cradle of Filth hits on the PA system and Havok stands to his feet with his hands already high in the air. The referee comes over, shaking his head in disgust, but lifts Havok’s hand in the air anyway.

Harvey: Nathaniel Havok has just pinned the APW Xtreme Champion!

Chase: I can’t believe it! Havok’s done it! Now he’s for sure in line for a title shot!

Harvey: This is a travesty! A scam! Look in the ring! 2 referees are still down and out! And he still wins?

Chase: The original referee has to make the DQ call, and he’s still out! The call has to stand, and if you ask me, a win is still a win nonetheless!

As Havok celebrates his victory over the Xtreme Champion, barreling down the ramp is Jacob Whitehead. Whitehead slides into the ring and clocks Havok in the back of the head, sending him down to the mat below. Trainers, more referees, and EMT’s start storming the ring to evacuate the injured, as Whitehead goes to work on Havok, laying down on top of him and beating his head in with right hands. With the ring finally cleared, Whitehead gets to his feet and darts across the ropes. He comes back and leaps into the air, delivering a knee to the head of the Enforcer of Sorrow.

Harvey: Whitehead has come back for revenge!

Chase: No! Havok! Somebody help!

Harvey: Whitehead loses to him at the pay per view, but looks like he wants some more!

Chase: But he has to do it from behind? What a coward!

Whitehead grabs Havok up by the hair and kicks him in the stomach.

Chase: No! No! DON’T!

Harvey: Lightning strike! Lightning strike by Jacob Whitehead!

Jacob gets to his feet and looks down at Nathaniel with a smirk on his face.

Chase: Great, now what’s he doing?

Harvey: Again? He’s got him set up! ANOTHER ONE! LIGHTNING STRIKES AGAIN!

Chase: NO! SOMEBODY GET OUT HERE NOW!

Whitehead stands back up and smirks once again at the lifeless body of Nathaniel Havok. He brushes his hands together as to “brush them off”, and starts to exit the ring. He gets a leg over the top rope and then looks back into the ring.

Chase: Wait, he’s not done? Oh God.

Harvey: Whitehead back into the ring, and what now? Wait, he’s got him back up again!

Chase: NO! DON’T! PLEASE, STOP!

Harvey: Another one! A third Lightning Strike from Whitehead, to Nathaniel Havok!

Chase: Leave, please! Please!

Whitehead continues to smirk as he exit’s the ring again. “End of the World” plays over the PA system as Whitehead strolls to the back with a smirk on his face. Some extra EMT’s then roll into the ring to check on Havok.

Chase: Finally! Someone steps in to check on him!

Harvey: Whitehead makes a hell of a statement tonight by doing what he just did! It looks like the Whitehead/Havok saga isn’t over after all!

Chase: Come on now! Havok beat him fair and square! Whitehead’s just a sore loser!

Whitehead makes his way to the back as we go to commercial break for the ring to be cleared.

[President Jeff]

Paige: The following match is your main event of the evening

“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.

Paige: Introducing first, from Fargo, North Dakota...C...J...GATES!

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

Harvey: Gates is looking for some revenge here tonight, after what Sally and Valentine did to him last week.

Chase: It won't be easy though, especially if he's still feeling the effects of the attacks.

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.

Paige: And his opponent, from Seattle, Washington...SALLY TALFOURD!

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 then turns her attention to Gates and smirks at him while Gates simply burns a hole in her with his eyes.

C.J. Gates vs. Sally Talfourd


The bell rings and Gates rushes in toward Sally, but she telegraphs it and steps out of the way, catching Gates with a kick to the ribs as he turns around. He moves in and they lock up, with the larger Gates getting the upper hand and putting Sally in a side headlock. She drives a few elbows into his midsection so he loosens the hold and then takes him down with a quick snapmare before running off the ropes and dropkicking Gates in the face. She is quick to her feet and Gates isn't far behind and the two lock up again before Gates sends Sally into the ropes. She comes back and before she can do anything, Gates takes her down with a spinning heel kick. Both he and Sally get right back up and stare each other down.

Harvey: Both Sally and Gates are giving it all they have right now.

Chase: Shades of what happened at Mayhem, Harvey.

The two are right back into it, locking up and this time Sally gets the advantage and throws Gates into the corner. She follows in with some forearm shots before stepping back and delivering a vicious back kick to him. As Gates staggers out of the ring, Sally runs off the ropes and catches him with a leg lariat to take him down, and then she goes for a cover.

1...


2--Kick out!

Harvey: Kick out by Gates at two.

Chase: It won't be easy to keep him down, especially if he's determined to win.

Sally hauls Gates up and hits him with a few backhand chops, backing him into the ropes. She shoots him across the ring and on his rebound, catches him with a spinning wheel kick. She hauls him back up and drops Gates with a snap suplex and covers.

1...


2...Kick out!

Harvey: Sally's trying to end it as quick as she can here.

Chase: Well, she didn't want to waste her time with this match to begin with.

Sally shakes her head, not happy she hasn't put him away yet, and waits for Gates to get up. As he does, she kicks him in the gut and grabs him in for a DDT, but Gates punches her in the gut, and she lets go, allowing Gates to kick her in the gut and then he raises a knee into her chin. Gates follows that up with a dropsault and then drops a leg over Sally's neck before he goes for a cover.

1...


Kick out!

Harvey: That's not going to get it done.

Gates is up and waits for Sally to get up before going for a kick but Sally grabs his leg. He hops in place before going for the enziguiri, but Sally ducks and lets go of Gates' foot, causing him to miss. As he steadies himself, Sally moves in and grabs his leg taking him down with a dragon screw. Both of them are up and Gates swings at Sally, but she ducks under and grabs him, hitting him with a neckbreaker! She covers.

1...


2...


Kick out!

Sally gets up, hauling Gates up with her and Gates fires in a punch to the gut. He fires in another and another, but Sally nails him with an elbow to the back. She bounces off the ropes and comes in with a big boot, but Gates ducks under her and spins her around to face him, dropping her with a spinebuster.

Harvey: A rare display of power right there.

Chase: That's the advantages of a smaller opponent.

Gates is slow to get up, clutching his ribs as he does, and by the time he reaches his feet Sally is also up. She moves in and whips Gates into the corner, moving in and driving a knee into his gut. She lifts Gates up onto the top rope and climbs up with him, snarling out at the fans, looking for a hurricanrana, but before she can ready herself, Gates gets a forearm shot to her head. He follows that up with a second and a third and kicks out her leg for good measure. Sally lands back on the mat on her feet and staggers a bit out of the corner, just enough for Gates to come off and catch her with a tornado DDT! He's down and is slow to cover.

1...


2...


Kick out!

Harvey: Gates is trying to turn the tables here, but I don't know if he's got what it takes to pull off a victory.

Chase: Don't count him out just yet, Harvey.

Gates gets up to his feet, and as Sally gets up, he quickly grabs her from behind and hits a reverse DDT and goes for another cover.

1...


2...


KICK OUT!

Gates is up as quickly as he can, and climbs up to the top rope but before he can get himself steady, Sally is up and runs to the corner, jumping up and grabbing C.J., taking him down with a huge suplex off the top rope!

Harvey: What a move!

Chase: I think Gates might be dead...

Indeed, Gates isn't moving too well but Sally is also down, the wind having been knocked out of her. She slowly crawls over to Gates and covers him.

1...


2...


FOOT ON THE ROPES!

Sally rolls off CJ, then hits the mat in anger. She has to take some time to recover some strength after the suplex, resting up in a corner as CJ gets to his knees. Sally comes out, going for a shining wizard, but CJ manages to catch her leg and trip Sally to the mat. CJ is up, and in with an elbow drop. He goes up, and comes down with another, but Sally rolls away, then hooks CJ's arm for a hammerlock on the mat. She lays on top of him usin all of her weight (whatever weight she has) to force the arm up and keep CJ down. She moves herself up to use her knee to keep the arm in place, then gets CJ in a face very modified crossface. CJ is stuck in the hold, pain cutting through his neck and his arm. Eventually he is able to roll himself up enough to force Sally's knee off and get his arm free. He pushes up from the mat, Sally falls off.

CJ is back in control, wearing Sally down with a range of holds. Satisfied that she's out of it, CJ pulls her up and then hits her with a flipover neckbreaker. Sally is down, but CJ isn't letting up. He takes off and comes back, hitting Sally with a Dropping DOW. He pulls Sally in for the count. 1 ... 2 ... kick out!

CJ keeps his momentum, pulling Sally up by the head. He whips her to the ropes, then hits her with a reverse DDT. Sally crashes into the mat. CJ quickly hits another Dropping DOW again, Sally doubling over in pain. CJ climbs to the top rope, waiting for Sally to make it to her feet. She finally pulls herself up, stumbles to towards CJ who comes off the turnbuckle with a missle dropkick. Sally takes the hard shot, flying across the ring. As she pulls herself, this time it's CJ who comes at Sally with the Shining Wizard. He connects! Sally looks out of it as she slumps back down to the mat. The flurry of offence from CJ might just be enough to have worn Sally down. He goes for the pin. 1 ... 2 ...Sally manages to get to the ropes!

CJ rolls out of the pin, then gets back into position in the centre of the ring. As CJ backs away, Sally pulls herself through, to the apron, and then down to the ringside. Worn out, she stumbles down to the announcer, pushes him off his chair and then takes his microphone. CJ watches her as she goes, not breaking contact with her. Sally takes a seat on the announcers chair. She sucks in a few deep breaths. The ref starts his count: 1! 2! Sally looks around, then brings the microphone to her mouth. 3!

Sally: CJ ... let's end this stupidity right now ... no one wants to see you do that sort of stuff. All they want to do is see you get beat up again! Not me. You! *Sally lets out a laugh, the ref is up to 6* So why should we deprived them of that? Nero! Get your ass down here!

Up on the stage, Nero walks out, ready for a fight. The ref looks worried, CJ starts to argue with him, then yells at Sally. Nero races down to the ring, slides under the rope. CJ in quickly with the attack. CJ in with all the hits. Nero manages to push him away, then connects with a stiff right hand. And that's the match! The ref calls for the bell!

Winner, by disqualification: CJ Gates

But that hardly stops the fight. The two go shot for shot. Sally sits ingside, cheering Nero on with each blow. Nero in with the chops. Her runs for the ropes, comes back with a big boot. CJ ducks it, comes off the ropes himself, connects with a clothesline that takes Nero down to the fat. He follows him in, regining blows down on him. But not for long. Sally is in with the microphone, and she wraps the cord around CJ's neck. She lurches him off Nero, who rolls over, checking his face for blood. Sally drags CJ back across the mat, pure hatred across her face. CJ tries to pull the cord off his neck, but Sally just pulls it tighter. Nero is back, watching what's going on. She lays some kicks into CJ. CJ looks weak enough, and Sally throws him aside. She stands over CJ, who tries to pull himself up on the ropes. She laughs at him, then picks up the mircophone again.

Sally: You feel that, CJ? *Sally looks around to the crowd* Did you all see that! That was what you all paid to see. That was what you all wanted tonight, wasn't it!? You're all sick and twisted! You wanted me to ruin this man. You wanted us to beat him to a pulp. You wanted to see me choke the life out of him. *Nero is taking care of CJ now, pulling him into the corner and proping him up* This is what you depraved people want! You want this. You need this. Without me, you would have nothing to watch. Nothing to talk about.

Sally turns back to CJ. She drops the microphone. She lines him up and charges in with a forearm strike. He starts to fall back down, but Nero pushes him back. She lines him up again, then charges in for another strike. CJ gets enough strength to push Nero away, and then falls away from the corner. Sally hits the turnbuckle, and reels away clutching at her chest. Nero tries to get to CJ, but CJ is back with a series of strikes to him. He gets a shot into Nero's gut ... DDT! Nero hits the mat, but that looks like it took as much out of CJ as it did Nero, as he can only get to his knees. Sally gets herself over to CJ, looking just as tired. She stands over him, then slaps him across the face. CJ props himself up, refusing to fall down again. Sally grabs the microphone again.

Sally: Give up, CJ! Just give up and give everyone what they want! Give me what I want!

She shoves the microphone up against CJ's mouth.

CJ Gates: Screw you.

Sally steps back with a smile and a laugh. She wipes her face with her hand, starting to walk away ... then races back in with a Shining Wizard! CJ hits the mat. Sally takes in some deep breaths, then runs for the ropes, springboards off, then hits CJ with the Happy Ending. She rolls onto her back, a smile beaming across her face. Nero gets himself up, looking at the two wrecked people. Sally rolls over, leans up against the ropes. She motions for Nero to pull CJ up, which he does. She gives the thumb to the ropes. Nero whips him to the ropes, charges him in, then hits him with a clothesline. Cj flips the ropes, but comes up on the apron. Sally watches with a smile, then hits CJ with a dropkick to the back, sending him sailing off the apron, down to the floor and into the security wall with a thud. Sally looks back to Nero, then shakes his hand.

The officials have seen enough, and they rush the ring. Most tend to CJ, but a few dive under the ropes and try to usher Sally and Nero back. Sally whips her arm away, then takes her leave from the ring, Nero in tow. They pose for the audience as they make their way up to the stage, only getting some serious boo's for their effort. As they head backstage, the camera cuts back down to CJ. The officials are trying to get him to stay still, but CJ is having none of it. She crawls back to the ring and starts to pull himself up. With the help of the refs, he gets to his feet and leans up against the nearest turnbuckle. The crowd is a roar of cheers and applause at the effort. Two refs are under CJ's arms, and they start to help him walk backstage for some much needed medical attention.

Harvey: I can't believe what just happened to CJ

Chase: He got what he had coming to him

With that, The Overdrive Logo comes on the screen as Overdrive goes off the air