Overdrive - Laramie Wyoming (11/03/11)

[President Jeff]

Pyro shoots from the stage and the camera pans through the crowd as the fans are on their feet in excitement for seeing APW. The camera then cuts to ringside with Darren Harvey and Johnny Chase

Harvey: Welcome everyone to THURSDAY NIGHT OVERDRIVE!!!

Chase: This If you missed One Night in Hell, All I have to say to you is, WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU

Harvey: What a show that was. A History was made that night with 5 title changes

Chase: But now, we‘re switching our focus to the last PPV of the year, Christmas Chaos

Harvey: I wonder what we‘ll see in store for that show and who will challenge CJ Gates for the Undisputed Championship!

Chase: Speaking of the champ. Here he comes out

"Shooting Star" by Black Stone Cherry begins to play as the fans cheer and APW Undisputed champion C.J. Gates comes out from the back with his cowboy hat on and the title around his waist. He still looks a bit worse for wear, a few bruises and the cut on his forehead still evident. He stops at the top of the ramp, looking around at all the cheering fans, pointing out at them, before making his way down the ramp. He tags hands with a few fans along the ramp before gingerly climbing up the steel steps and into the ring.

Harvey: Here he is! C.J. Gates was taken to Hell and back but he managed to retain his title at One Night in Hell.

Chase: But it definitely took a toll on him.

Gates carefully climbs the nearest turnbuckle, unhooks the Undisputed title and raises it into the air as the fans continue to cheer. He nods his head before climbing down, and putting the title over his shoulder. He gathers up a microphone and paces the ring a bit, smiling from ear to ear.

C.J. Gates: I've said it before, but I will never get tired of hearing those cheers while I stand in this ring holding the Undisputed title. It's a constant reminder of the real champions of APW and the real reason that I go all out inside of that ring each and every time I wrestle. But what might make this night even better, is that I no longer have to hear Biggs complain about how he was cheated out of the title. After all, he said that the ladder match was his chance to prove that he could beat me at my game. It was his chance to show everyone that he should be the champion.

But he failed. Granted, he did hold true on making that night Hell, and he did show me that he had a fire burning inside of him, but in the eleventh hour, he still cheated, he still lied, and he still lost the match. I mean, I didn't think that he could push the envelope in a match where there were no rules, but then he pulled that injury stunt...

Gates shakes his head as the fans give off a few boos at the reminder of Biggs' stunt.

C.J. Gates: Though, truthfully, I wouldn't be surprised at all if Biggs came out here talking about how he was cheated, about how he lost the title because I cheated. It wouldn't shock me in the slightest if he did that, because it's right up his alley. It's right in his repertoire to not be able to accept defeat when it's staring him right in the eyes. But that's alright. Even if Biggs isn't willing to accept it...

The arena lights fade to a dim blue as “Spaceman,” by The Killers, hits the speakers.



Harvey: Oh great! I knew it was only a matter of time before he'd show up!

Chase: One Night in Hell sure didn't go the way Biggs wanted it to!

Blue laser lights shoot from the stage as white strobe lights flash randomly about the arena. Biggs enters the arena to a chorus of boos. He's dressed in a designer suit with blue feathers on the shoulders and has a mic in hand. As he heads down the ramps, the fans mock him. Biggs heeds them no attention, glaring at C.J. the whole time. Biggs reaches the ring, steps in through the ropes, and waits for his music to die down and the lights to come back on before beginning to speak.

Biggs: C.J. Gates, if you think I'm going to give you the satisfaction of hearing me complain about my loss at One Night in Hell, well, I hate to disappoint you, but I'm not going to do that. You see, C.J., I accept the fact that I lost to you in the Ladder Match for the APW Undisputed Championship. I accept the fact that despite how I pulled out every single dirty trick in the book, how I faked injury to lure you in, how I tried to use handcuffs on you, that you managed to come out on top, and emerge still APW Undisputed Champion.

C.J. has a surprised look on his face, almost like he can't believe the fact that Biggs is admitting defeat.

Harvey: Holy moley! Biggs is actually admitting defeat! This is a first!

Biggs: I tip my hat to you, C.J., you managed to beat me. But you know as well as I do that you didn't prove that you were better than me by winning that Ladder Match!

This draws loud boos from the crowd, and C.J. looks a bit irritated.

C.J. Gates: How do you figure that!? I beat you fair and square, heck, you were the one who brought in the handcuffs in the first place! I just did what I said I would do, and that was to use what I could within the match limitations. Those handcuffs you brought in were fair game.

Biggs: Now just give me a moment to explain, C.J., it will all be made clear. Simply what I am saying is that while you may have gotten the victory in a Ladder Match, the bottom line is that those kind of matches are more based on luck than skill. I refuse to believe that you are a better wrestler than me, and I know that deep down in your heart, you really want to prove the contrary. You want to show that you're better than me, that you don't need gimmicks, that you don't need help to beat me! That is why, C.J. Gates, I am asking you for one more match!

The crowd pops at this suggestion. C.J. stands there for a bit, thinking it over. Biggs has an intense look in his eyes as he awaits C.J.'s response. After a few moments, C.J. gives his reply.

C.J. Gates: So let me get this straight. After you made my life Hell for the past month or so, you expect me to just give you another match for the Undisputed title because you asked me to? It's true, there's nothing I'd love more than to beat you again and shut you up, but I've already beaten you twice. And let's face it, there are other guys here in APW worthy of getting a shot at the Undisputed championship. Guys like Johnny Rebel, guys like Kurt Noble, dare I even say Nathaniel Havok. The fact is, Biggs, that as much as I'd like to give you one more match to shut you up, you really don't deserve it. Not with your bad attitude, not with your sense of entitlement and definitely not with the way you treated me for the past month. So my answer is no!

The fans cheer C.J.'s firm response. Biggs' look goes immediately from stern to desperation.

Biggs: But they haven't proven themselves like I have! They haven't given everything like I have. You know you want to prove you're better, so just give me that one more match!

Gates looks out at the cheering fans before shaking his head once again. Biggs' look gets even more desperate as he gets down on both knees and clasps his hands together, begging C.J.

Biggs: C'mon, Ceej! Just give me one more match! I'll do anything for it!

C.J. Gates: Get up, Biggs. You're just embarrassing yourself.

Biggs: No, please! I'll clean your car! I'll walk your dog! I'll do your laundry! Anything to get a shot at that belt! You don't understand, C.J., but ever since you stole that belt from me at Shockwave, getting it back in my possession has absolutely consumed me! Much like Gollum with the One Ring, I don't just want the APW Undisputed Championship, I need it! I'll do anything! Absolutely anything!

C.J. Gates: My answer is still no, Biggs. Now get up, and quit making a fool of yourself.

C.J. starts to walk towards the ropes to exit the ring, but Biggs just follows him, shuffling along on his knees, begging. The fans are laughing at Biggs at this point, while C.J. just shakes his head.

C.J. Gates: Biggs, I've already given you my answer. I take nothing away from your ability in the ring, but this? Begging? This is just...pathetic. I'm sorry, Biggs, but the answer is still no.

Biggs looks down at the mat, dejected, as C.J. begins to make his way towards the ropes again. All of a sudden, Biggs pops up with an enraged expression at his face and rushes towards C.J. from behind! Ceej hears him coming, and turns around just in time to duck the Flying Forearm! As Biggs lands on his feet, C.J. is right there to give him some swift shots to the face before whipping him hard into the ropes! C.J. runs right behind him, Clotheslining Biggs right over the ropes and to the floor! The fans are going wild as Biggs throws a temper tantrum at ringside. “Shooting Star” plays over the speakers as C.J. stands triumphantly in the ring, with the APW Undisputed Title Belt still around his waist.

Harvey: Well, Biggs sure showed what kind of person he was here tonight, and that's a spoiled brat! I'm glad C.J. didn't give him what he wanted!

Chase: I love Biggs and all, but I've got to agree with C.J., that was a pathetic display from Biggs here tonight!

Overdrive cuts to commercial.

[President Jeff]

The screen is black. The following words appear on the screen, accompanied by a voiceover speaking them.

I know my fate.

One day my name will be associated with the memory of something magnificent,

An event without equal on earth,

The most profound collision of conscience,

A decision evoked against everything that been...

...believed...

...demanded...

...sanctified...

I am not a man...

I am DYNAMITE!

The screen fades into the image of the cross of St. George on white background.

Overdrive comes back from the break with Biggs huffing and puffing, stomping his feet en route to the parking garage. He's mumbling under his breath.

Biggs: That gosh darn C.J.! How dare he says anyone deserves the match more than me! I'll show him! Next week, I'm going to give him no other choice but to grant me that match!

As Biggs reaches the parking garage, he shoves a stage hand out of his way, and goes directly to his car, still grumbling, although the camera's not able to pick up exactly what he's saying. He reaches his dark blue Prius, gets in and drives off. APW Overdrive cuts back out to the arena.

Harvey: Well, it looks like Biggs is leaving early tonight. Just because he didn't get his way, he's taking his ball and going home! What a cry baby!

Chase: He's not even booked tonight! There's no need for him to stay!


Paige: This Match is scheduled for ONE FALL!! Introducing First of all...Weighing in at 215 pounds and standing at 6 foot, 5 inches tall...Please put your hands together for...EEEEVANDERRR DEMARCUS STRRRYYKERRR!!!

"Ready Or Not "Fugees hits the system, As the Lethally Epic One Evander Demarcus Stryker comes out in his yellow and blue attire wearing his blue Leeds United Soccer jersey. The fans boo the arrogant youngster. but he doesnt care and shrugs it off while smirking at the fans. And removes his Soccer jersey when he gets into the ring.

Paige: And his opponent, hailing from West Palm Beach, Flordia! Please put your hands together for...JJJAAAAYYYYY GAATSBYYYYY!!!!!

The lights go out as the opening to "Be somebody" by Fort Minor begin to encompass the arena. A spotlight is shown onto the center of the stage as a figure, wearing a hooded jacket and wrestling trunks, walks into the spotlight. He raises one fist into the air as some pyro erupts around him. He takes off the hood and the fans begin to boo as Jay Gatsby begins to slowly walk to the ring, a smug look on his face. Once at the apron, he slides under the ropes and then pops to his feet to begin his pre-match work out.

Harvey: Paige said Introducing First of all? Haha does that make any sense to you cause I find it funny!

Chase: I'm going to tell Paige you're talking trash about her...

Harvey: I'm sorry, let's watch the match.

Jay Gatsby Vs Evander Stryker


They lock up seconds after the bell sounds off and both take turns pushing the lock up in their favor. Stryker hip tosses Gatsby and stiff kicks him dead in the spine as Jay Gatsby hits the mat. Gatsby gets up quickly and turns right into a Belly to Belly overhead toss from Stryker and is sent back onto the canvas once again. Stryker pounds on his own chest and lets out a roar as Jay Gatsby gets up off the mat.

Gatsby doesn't rush things as Stryker storms in at his opponent. Jay Gatsby low dropkicks Stryker in the right knee and Evander Demarcus Stryker falls into the ropes, the middle rope pushing up against his chest. Jay gets up quickly and jumps up and comes down with a knee to Stryker's back as he's leaning on the ropes. Gatsby pulls up the top rope to put pressure down on Stryker's back. The referee counts to 4 and starts to 5 for Gatsby to release the hold and he does before he is DQed.

Gatsby pulls Stryker up and slaps the shit out of him right across the face. Stryker stumbles back but almost in a surprise fashion he leaps up and his Gatsby with a superman punch he likes to call TSGH and Jay Gatsby falls back and collapses on to his ass. Stryker comes in to throw a kick at Gatsby but Jay Gatsby lays down on his back and the swift kick flies right over his face and misses.

Gatsby sweeps around and leg sweeps Stryker down to the mat. Jay Gatsby gets up and applies a Surfboard Submission on Stryker and the referee begins to check on Stryker for his verbal submission but it doesn't come. Gatsby pulls the submission as tight as he can but Stryker holds off tapping out and finally Gatsby just releases the hold but Evander Demarcus Stryker is drained from the move.

Chase: This match might be over, Evander Stryker looks very derailed after that submission attempt.

Harvey: I'm sure as shit surprised he survived it. Jat Gatsby had that thing tightly secured and should have kept it locked in.

Chase: That's the difference between an MMA Submission and a Pro Wrestling one, people like to see action and Jay Gatsby released that move to show these people some action.

Jay Gatsby returns to his feet and looks down at Stryker on his stomach. Gatsby smiles down at his opponent and then drops down and locks in a Bruno Sassi Armbar and Evander Demarcus Stryker roars out but instead of a celebration roar, it's more of a high pitched scream as his rotator cuff and shoulder is being pulled in a very painful position as Gatsby pulls up on the arm.

Stryker is too close to the ropes though and manages to grab the bottom rope thus the Referee steps in and breaks the submission hold and Stryker rolls out of the ring but falls to one knee outside. Jay Gatsby jumps through the ropes to the outside and throws a few knees into Stryker's face as he grabs him in a Muay Thai Grapple. Stryker's head bounces with each stiff knee shot and after a knee to the mouth, Stryker's mouth shows spots of blood forming.

Jay Gatsby release the grapple and lets Stryker flop down onto his side as he rolls back into the ring. Gatsby doesn't celebrate, he doesn't rub his own ego about the control he is having but watches from inside the ring as Evander Demarcus Stryker moves around slowly at the ringside floor. Gatsby climbs up to the top turnbuckle, standing high above everything else at ringside as Stryker begins to get to his feet. He wipes his mouth as he catches his balance outside the ring and turns around as Jay Gatsby comes flying to the outside with a flying Shoulder Block that sends Stryker flopping over backwards like a stiff slinky and the crowd goes wild for the high risk action taking place in this APW Debuts Match up.

Harvey: What a Shoulder Block, how many people shoulder block from the top ropes to the OUTSIDE!!?

Chase: He's making an impact in his debut and that's exactly what this company is all about..Action and the Impact made by it's Megastars!

After getting up to his feet, Jay Gatsby moves over to where Stryker is laying and pulls the man from England up and throws him into the ring. Gatsby once again climbs to the top rope from outside the ring apron and looks into the ring at Stryker. Evander Demarcus Stryker pushes himself up onto his hands and knees but is breathing pretty hard and deep. Jay comes off the top ropes and crushes Stryker with a legdrop to the back of the neck, planting his face into the unforgiving canvas of the ring. Gatsby rolls over Stryker and goes for the pin. The referee drops down and slaps the mat as the count begins.

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thre...KICKOUT!

Chase: SO CLOSE!!!

An angry Jay Gatsby pounds his fist into the mat and gets up, pulling Stryker with him. He grabs Stryker by the neck and walks him into the corner and slaps him following that with some stiff elbows to the jaw. Gatsby pulls Stryker away from the corner and punishes him with a very nasty DDT! Stryker bounces off the mat and rolls in a dead weight motion onto his back. Jay Gatsby gets up and almost runs up the turnbuckles, turning towards Stryker as he lays crooked near the center of the ring. Jay Gatsby snarls and jumps into the empty space above the ring, soaring just enough so he can spin into a 450 and he comes down perfectly crooked across Stryker's body with his "Resentment" 450 Splash and the referee jumps from the collision but drops and makes the 3 count.

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Winner: Jay Gatsby

Jay Gatsby gets up as the referee raises his arm in victory, giving him the first win of his APW Career and we go backstage

The scene opens up outside of the Red Shield Mafia locker room. Noise can be heard coming from within and after a few moments the door opens up and out steps a figured dressed all in black, their face covered with a hood. The figure looks both ways before taking off down the hall.

A few moments after that, Young Mannie and J.R. Kingston walk to their locker room and open the door, making their way to their lockers. As they unlock and open the locker, an audible bang is heard followed by a blast of smoke. Both members of the Red Shield Mafia look like they're about to throw up.

Kingston: What the hell!

Mannie: What's that smell?

The two men look at each other, both plugging their noses.

Mannie: God damn....Stink bombs?!

They quickly exit their locker room as the scene fades back to commercial.

[President Jeff]

We come back from commercial to find Nicky Paige standing in the middle of the ring, awaiting her cue.

Paige: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome quite possibly the greatest female professional wrestler of all time… Ms. Sally Talfourd!

“Baby” by PNAU hits on the PA system, and Sally makes her way out from the back. The fans cheer her as she slowly walks down the ramp, knowing what she’s about to do. She makes her way into the ring as Nicky hands her a mic, and exits to give Sally the spotlight. The music dies out, but the cheers do not. The fans have heard the rumors, and they know what’s coming. Sally is able to calm them down, but only after they have worn themselves out.

Sally: I know, I know, you all know what’s coming. I know you’ve heard the rumors, and my tag team partner confirmed it earlier this week. But I wanted to come out here and give you all an explanation, before I just up and left you. It wouldn’t be right of me to do that to all of you fans, because it’s all of you who helped get me to where I am today.

All of the sudden, “Cult of Personality” hits on the PA, and Nathaniel Havok comes out carrying a mic in his hand. He climbs into the ring, and his music dies out.

Havok: Sally, I know this is your moment in the sun, and I’m not trying to take that away from you. But I have to come out here, and let you know how I feel. While I am very upset with your decision to leave us, I’m not your boss. You’re your own person, and you’re going to do what you think is right for you.

The fans cheer as they agree with what Nathaniel has said.

Havok: Sally, Nicky Paige was right. You are the most dominant and best female to ever grace a wrestling ring! You are a fighter, and a legend in this business.

The fans cheer once again.

Havok: Sally, I love you, I’m going to miss you, and you know that if you ever want to come back, all you’ve got to do is give your tag team partner a call.

The two embrace in a hug. Sally has tears rolling down her cheek as Nathaniel wipes them away.

Havok: Don’t cry, Sally. If this is what is right for you, then you have no reason to cry. I love you.

Sally kisses Nathaniel on the cheek, and Nathaniel drops his mic. He begins to exit the ring as Sally puts her mic back up to her face to continue to address the fans.

Sally: I want to thank each and every one of…

All of the sudden, Nathaniel Havok blasts Sally in the back of the head, sending her down to the mat.

Harvey: What the hell! What is going on here?

Chase: It looks like Nathaniel could be a little more upset than he let on!

Nathaniel begins to stomp on Sally as she lies flat on the mat below. He picks her up by the hair and holds her up as he grabs the mic off of the floor, and forces her to look him in the face.

Havok: HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME? HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME!?!?

Nathaniel turns the mic around, and bashes Sally right in the temple. Sally drops right back down to the mat below, as Nathaniel drops the mic, and picks her back up by the hair. Even without the mic, everyone can hear what Nathaniel is saying.

Havok: I LOVED YOU, G*D DAMMIT! I F*CKING LOVED YOU!

Nathaniel then puts Sally on his shoulders, and drops her once again with the Dreamweaver. Nathaniel then lays on the mat, to get down to Sally’s level. He looks at her with tears in his eyes, as Sally lie motionless on the mat. After a moment, Nathaniel realizes what he’s just done. He crawls over to Sally and cradles her in his arms. Security comes to the ring and tries to get Nathaniel off of Sally. Nathaniel then gets to his feet and begins tossing security out of the ring. Once the ring is clear again, Nathaniel gets back down on his knees, cradles Sally in his arms, and begins to walk her out of the ring. Before he exits, all of the sudden, he throws Sally back on his shoulders, and delivers one more Dreamweaver. The fans boo as Nathaniel snickers at what he’s just done. However, Nathaniel is still tearing up, over Sally breaking his heart.

Harvey: I don’t know what to say here. Sally was in the middle of her retirement speech, and this wackjob just ruined everything!

Chase: He’s lovesick, Harv! She broke his heart! You wouldn’t know anything about that!

Harvey: Justify it if you want, but we’re going to take a quick commercial break. We’ll be back!

Overdrive goes to commercial

[President Jeff]

We come back from commercial once again to see an ambulance leaving the building. It’s obvious that Sally Talfourd is inside. The cameras pan out to see Nathaniel Havok in the background with a smirk on his face as he watches the ambulance roll away. Shane West rushes up to Nathaniel Havok to try and get an interview.

West: Nathaniel, what in the hell was that all about!

Havok: I don’t owe you, or anyone else a G*d damn explanation! That bitch broke my heart! She wants to retire? Well I gave her a definitive reason to retire! Now, if I were you, I’d leave me the hell alone!

Nathaniel immediately does a 180, and begins walking away. The cameras then cut back to ringside.

Paige: This bout is scheduled for ONE FALL! Introducing first hailing from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania....WARREN PEEAACCEEE!!!!

The lights fade and become translucent purple and gray. The Misfits "We are 138" plays loudly and Warren Walks down the ramp staring at the ring. His mind set on one of his many game plans. He paces around the ring until meticulously walking up the steps and stepping between the ropes. Once inside he puts his back against the closest turnbuckle and braces himself for the match.

The house lights dim as the Doctor P remix of Example's “Last One Standing” starts to blare through the PA system. Purple, Yellow, and blue strobe lights start to flash on the stage as Zachary Rodell rushes out from behind the curtain. He heads over to the left side of the stage and throws his arms up to a light cheer from the crowd, before rushing to the other side and doing the same. The welcome isn't as warm as he expected, but most of the fans have no clue who he is so it will have to do for now. He makes it back to the center of the stage just as Example belts out the lyrics for which the song is named. Zach crouches slightly just as the words last ones standing are repeated.

Paige: And his Opponent...From San Antonio, TX! Please put your hands together for...ZACHARY ROoooDELLL!!!

Then, right as the music hits the forty second mark and the beat drops, he hops up as purple and yellow pyro sprays up on either side of the ring. He then makes his way down the ramp and to the ring as the music continues, slapping hands with the kids in attendance – he's pretty sure a few of the adults slipped their hands in for a slap as well. Zach stops slapping hands a few feet away from the ring and sprints the last bit before sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. Agile like a cat, Zach springs to his feet before running to the corner and hopping up to the second rope and throwing his arms up one more time before the house lights come back on and the music fades away.

Harvey: Who ya got Chase, who wins this battle of Newly Signed APW Talent?

Chase: I've got the one that wins, who you got?

Harvey: Well that's just dumb but I'm sure you'll win..

Zachary Rodell Vs Warren Peace


After the bell both men step into the center of the ring, Zachary Rodell extends a hand to Warren Peace and Peace grabs it and shakes it. As the hands are released, Warren Peace cracks Rodell with a mean hook that drops him to the canvas. Rodell backrolls away from Peace and rolls right onto his feet and they come together for a lock up. Rodell pulls and drops to send Warren Peace overhead in a Hip Toss and quickly Zachary Rodell low dropkicks the back of Peace as he sits on his ass on the ring floor.

Chase: That Rodell guy is cheetah fast, crazy how fast he moves around the ring.

Harvey: Yeah but we've been told that Warren Peace is a technical master so we'll see how things play out in the end.

Zachary Rodell pulls Warren Peace to his feet and Peace digs into Rodell's ribs with solid shots to his midsection. Rodell is bent over as Warren Peace breaks free of Rodell's grasp. Warren Peace grabs him and sets up a DDT but Rodell counters it and flips Peace over in a Northern Lights Suplex and makes a sudden pinfall, the referee is taken by surprise but drops to the mat and begins the count.

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Kickout..

Warren Peace hurries to his feet and he looks annoyed as he drops a knee into the chest of Rodell. Warren Peace grabs a head full of Rodell's hair and pulls him to his feet. Whipping him across the ring but follows him in a rush and as Rodell hits the ropes, Warren Peace was there with him and crashes into him with a big clothesline that sends Zachary Rodell back over the ropes to the ringside floor.

Harvey: Well isn't Warren Peace just a smart feller?

Chase: Feller? Since when are you from the Uh-Duh States of America?

Harvey: That's just a bit rude don't you think? We do have fans from Southern US...

Warren Peaces steps back and allows the referee to begin his count out on Rodell. As the referee reaches 6 in the count, Zachary Rodell is up and rolling back into the ring. Warren Peace waits, allowing him to get to his feet and the two men lock up again. Warren Peace pushes Rodell back, walking him into the corner but Rodell drops down on a knee and scurries behind Peace and dropkicks him, sending him into the turnbuckles with force.

Rodell is up, rushes across the ring and bounces off the ropes as Warren Peace slowly turns around and as Peace spots Rodell, the High Flyer comes flying into Peace's chest with another powerful dropkick that sends Warren Peace in between the ropes and falling to the outside of the ring. Rodell having returned the favor of sending his opponent to the outside, gets to his feet and hypes the crowd as the referee begins the count.

As Warren Peace gets to his feet outside the ring, Zachary Rodell hits the far ropes again and comes very fast towards Peace and launches himself over the top ropes in a front senton to the outside but Warren Peace dives out of the way and Zachary Rodell slams hard into the ringside floor mats. Warren gets up and wipes his forehead playing into how close that was to connecting. He drops a legdrop on Rodell as Rodell is arching his back in pain from the misfall. Warren Peace slaps on a Bow and Arrow submission on Rodell to add pressure to his back.

The referee gets to 7 on his 10 count and Peace releases the hold and hurries to roll in and then back out the ring to restart the count. Warren Peace pulls up Rodell and whips him into the apron of the ring, his back clashing into the ring. Rodell grabs the middle rope above his head and as Warren Peace comes in, Rodell lifts himself up and double foot kicks Peace in the mouth. Rodell pulls himself on the ring apron but grabs his back as he stands. Warren Peace hurries and leaps up on the apron behind Rodell, lifting the high flyer up and dropping him down with a Back Body drop onto the edge of the ring apron. Rodell arches back as his body bounces off the ring apron and flops down onto the ringside floor. Warren Peace picks himself up to a knee but looks around at the crowd with a smile on his face.

Chase: Warren Peace using his technical approach to take aim at Rodell's aching back is smart game planning.

Harvey: You break the back of a cheetah and it becomes a helpless kitty cat! This might be closing in on Rodell's finish here, Warren Peace looking very good right now.

As Warren Peace gets up on both feet, he rolls into the ring and once again back out to restart the Official count. Peace grabs Rodell at the back of his neck and yanks him up to his feet. Peace rolls Rodell into the ring and follows him by climbing slowly up onto the ring apron and stepping through the ropes.

Warren Peace feeling a bit in control now takes his time with Rodell. Tries to pick him apart with more vicious attacks instead of an array of moves. As Rodell moves and pulls himself up using the ropes, Warren Peace walks in and swiftly sends a kick to Rodell's head and the slap is heard from the nose bleed section as Zachary Rodell spins and flaps face first into the mat. Warren Peace rolls Rodell over and hooks the leg as the referee drops and makes the count.

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thr..KICKOUT!!

Warren Peace gets up surprised that Rodell is fighting so hard but doesn't waste time with his surprise. Warren Peace gets up and then drops a forearm down into Rodell's face. Warren Peace is up to his feet, he rushes across the ring and as he comes back he leaps up and comes down right at Rodell's face with a low dropkick. Warren crawls over and covers Rodell but pushes off him before the referee can begin the count. Warren Peace isn't finished wrestling just yet and he stands up, pulls Zachary Rodell up to his feet and Rodell gets whipped into a corner. As Warren Peace heads towards Rodell, Zachary throws a midsection toe kick towards Peace and Peace grabs it.

Warren Peace swings Rodell's leg to the side and Rodell spins around and catches Warren Peace with a Dragon Whip Kick. Hitting the mat, Warren Peace looks more stunned than hurt as he gets up from the mat. Rodell is up too but has a bit of a hunch in his back. Rodell zips through the open space, climbs up Warren and cracks him in the face with a Shinning Wizard. Both of them collapse into the mat and Zachary Rodell rolls around grabbing his back. He gets up and crab crawls in a fast pace to the corner turnbuckle nearby.

Harvey: HE'S GOING UPSTAIRS!!

On the top rope, Rodell is hurting from his back. Warren Peace gets to his feet and stumbles over towards Rodell and Zachary Rodell doesn't get enough time to react to Peace. Warren Peace dive punches Rodell in the lower midsection and Rodell fall sits on the top turnbuckle as Warren Peace pulls Rodell's legs on the inside of the ring and then Peace climbs up with Rodell. Warren Peace places Rodell's head in between his legs and Warren Peace pulls, twists and comes off the top ropes with a Piledriver from standing on the 2nd Turnbuckle. Rodell is plowed into the ring canvas and his back bends awkwardly as Warren Peace lays him on his back and makes the cover, hooking the leg. The referee makes the cover.

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Chase: Told you he'd win.. What a match! What a debut by Warren Peace!

Warren Peace gets to his feet as his theme music plays through out the arena. The fans enjoying the match, give their approval of both new talent on the APW roster. The referee raises Warren Peace's arm in victory as he stumbles back and catches his balance.

Backstage before their match the San Diego Seagulls are standing by in the APW interview center. They both are in their wrestling gear and Kate is wearing her APW Tap Out Championship belt. Both smile at the camera as they are about to speak.

Scripps: Tonight we face the Red Shield Mafia, the tops in the APW tag team division and in tag team wrestling as a whole. Sure, they did beat the current tag team champions but the fact is that we’re the top team in this company. There’s a lot of new teams here, sure, but we have shown already that we are the best there is in this company in the ring.

Kate motions to her belt.

Horton: This right here says that I’m the best submissions wrestler in the world. Nobody can take that away from me. You guys can come on the television and gloat all you want but the bottom line is that we are coming for those belts. We think…no, we KNOW we are the best tag team in the world and are out to prove it. Tonight we show the world that we should be the world tag team champions and we also show them that you are nothing but lame duck champions holding the belts until you face us in a title match.

Scripps: We’ll see you in the ring.

The two of them walk off screen as the scene fades to commercial

[President Jeff]

The cameras cut back to the office of President Jeff, as he stands with Shane West.

President Jeff: West, do me a favor.

West: Anything, boss!

President Jeff: Go get Nathaniel Havok, I want to talk to him about what he did earlier tonight. I can’t let him do that, and think he can get away with it.

Shane looks at Jeff like he’s crazy, as Nathaniel has already warned Shane not to bother him.

President Jeff: Look, I can’t let this guy attack people so viciously! As of that speech, Sally wasn’t a wrestler anymore. Those security guards, they’re not professional wrestlers either! Just go get him. If anything happens to you, his punishment will be worse.

Shane still doesn’t like the idea, but exit’s the room to find Havok anyways as the scene fades back to ringside.

As the beat begins to thump throughout the entire arena, smoke begins to seep out of the stage. Jason Kash pops out from the back wearing the APW World Heavyweight Title around his waist. Behind him comes Adora Bailey, the female from the After PPV Footage taken earlier in the week. She stands behind him to the side and her arms point out at Jason Kash as he stands there soaking in the reaction from the live audience. Some cheers, more boos and it doesn't seem to matter to Kash as he begins to slug his way to ringside. He climbs the steel steps as Adora Bailey walks around the ring and grabs a microphone from the Ring Announcer. She reaches up through the ropes and hands the Mic to Kash but she remains outside the ring. He speaks into the microphone as the crowd calms down their noise.

Chase: Oh boy, what does he want?

Harvey: Excuse you! That's the APW World Heavyweight Champion...Show some manners there Chasey Boy!

Chase: Exactly and this is Overdrive not Asylum. Go there and bug them!!

Harvey: You're bugging me...

A short pause is heard before his voice breaks through the arena sound system but it does and he seems serious as he talks to the fans.

Jason Kash: Tonight marks the first time in front of APW fans that I can step out here as your New APW World Champion!

A LOT of mixed reviews on that statement of truth but Kash allows the fans to scream and banter for a moment before he speaks out over the softened chants of the crowd.

Chase: Nobody likes you, go back to Asylum!!

Harvey: Shut up...Listen...

Jason Kash: Now I know this is Overdrive and this Championship might seem a bit underclass here but rest assure that ANYONE in the back wishes to doubt this Championship or it's Champion...I'm right here and right now I'm BEGGING someone to come down and play doubtful. Red Shield Mafia? Adam Young? Nathaniel Havok maybe? No? I came to Overdrive not to cause trouble but to do something I've PERSONALLY wanted to do for a long time. However since I'm usually competing I've always kept it away from the shows. So without further a due, Ms. Bailey if you will...

Kash leans over the ropes and grabs a small paper sack folded up over end. Bailey smiles and nods at Kash as he positions himself back to the center of the ring. He extends his arm and points at Adora Bailey.

Jason Kash: Real quick, I want everyone to know and welcome Ms. Adora Bailey to APW! She is a rookie Manager looking to break into the business, she use to be in this business as a competitor but turns out Management was more her calling! Awesome things she does with her tongue...Moving on...In this bag is my celebration...

Chase: HE ISN'T? HE IS ISN'T HE!?!

Harvey: Well knowing Kash there are one of two things inside that bag. Marijuana or pieces of the crumbling wall that was the Kingdom of Rico Casteel.

Kash drops the microphone onto the canvas and unfolds the bag. He reaches inside and pulls out a Zippo Lighter and shows it to the audience. Most of them are well aware of what Kash is going towards doing and on Live Television might be a big issue for APW Management. Lastly Kash pulls out a perfectly smooth rolled Blunt with bright green guts and as he shows the crowd they erupt in cheers and jeers alike. Kash places the blunt in his mouth and sparks up the Zippo and lights the tip. He twists it around, letting the whole thing crackle and darken from the flames and then inhales a deep lung full. He releases the smoke into the space above his head and then the APW World Champion leans over and picks up the microphone again.

Chase: What a disgrace! To the Championship, to APW, just a plain low life disgrace!! He really sickens me!!

Harvey: I think he's creative and original and not many can make claim to that all the time. He competes and does so against anyone, give him some credit. Sally Talfourd, Tommy Knoxville, Manhattan White AND Rico Casteel were also in that match. Jason Kash is the New Champion...

Kash breaks into the mic with a laugh and grin as smoke flows from his mouth with every passing word.

Jason Kash: Now I need 2 naked females inside the ring with me and I'd be living a fantasy! Overdrive Producers didn't feel a celebration was in order because I'm an Asylum guy so I said fuck it and made my own celebration. I don't need their balloons or clowns or Cake and Ice Cream...Hmph, I don't need anything of the sort because in the end I have what I sought out to accomplish and that's becoming the World Heavyweight Champion. Overdrive can kiss my ass because Asylum just got Influential!! It's party time people!!

Kash drops the mic and rushes through the ropes to ringside, he passes the blunt to a guy in the front row and the fan hits the Blunt. Kash takes it back and hands it to another fan and then another and snatches it quickly as a kid tries hitting it. Kash face palms the kid as he nods for Adora Bailey and they leave ringside to the backstage area.

Chase: See? See? A children holding a blunt on our Television Program! Whats next, a live Donkey Show?

Harvey: Yeah, let's not give Kash that idea alright? Keep that in your Spank Bank and lock it up!! Just lock it up..

[President Jeff]

Backstage in the locker room of the Weyland Family the man, the myth, the legend known as Michael Jennings is standing by. The crowd boos as he is shown with his manager Bobby Belichick standing next to him. Michael smiles deviously as he starts to address the people watching both at home and in the arena.

Jennings: Now I’m sure all of you are wondering just why I decided to show my face and unmask. Let’s be realistic here. Masked men don’t make it normally outside of Mexico in this business. There are a few exceptions to the rule but most generally that is the case. However I was an exception to that rule and at One Night in Hell I evolved just like this company should evolve. Fossils like Johnny Rebel and my shithead of a father should be wiped off the face of the Earth.

He points to himself as he continues his rant of hate.

Jennings: Hope and Change are what these people were looking for back in 2008 and they still are looking for those two things. Yes that was a dig at Obama but not only him. It was also a dig at the entire fractured government that runs this country. This country has been ruined not only by the banks, the big corporations, or the corrupt politicians running it but by the idiots that live here. These are the same people who waste their time and money drinking alcohol and smoking weed. The same people who blare horrible top forty music from the speakers of their ugly looking foreign automobiles that are filled with foreign oil. The same people who infest these wrestling arenas and pay good money to see a bunch of drugged out phonies wrestle in that same ring that I’m about to go wrestle in tonight. This building is filled with nothing but trash and I’m the garbage truck about to take it all to the landfill where it belongs…starting tonight. First Johnny Rebel and then I’m going to deal with dear old dad.

A sick smile crawls across his face.

Jennings: I didn’t forget about you either, FATHER. You made my entire life a living hell since the day I was born. When mother died I was devastated and then you sent me away to live with my aunt in San Diego. YOU THREW ME OUT LIKE I WAS A PIECE OF TRASH! And now it’s my turn for revenge. It’s my turn to make you suffer like I have suffered. This is going to be your Hell and I’m going to relish every minute of it. Catch ya later, pops.

He then struts cockily off screen with Bobby Belichick as the scene fades to ringside

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

“Fell Into Your Shoes” by Chevelle starts playing as Charles Scripps and Kate Horton, otherwise known to the world as the San Diego Seagulls, come out to a great ovation from the fans in attendance. Both are wearing white ring gear with aqua and navy blue designs on them.

Paige: Introducing first, the team of Charles Scripps and Kate Horton, they are the SAN DIEGO SEAGULLS

They high five fans on the way to the ring. Once they reach the ring both of them climb in and then pose on the middle turnbuckle. After this they climb down and their music stops playing as they get ready for in-ring action.

Forever by Drake hit’s the PA System and out comes Young Mannie and JR Kingston being accompanied by Damien Walker. They all poses at the top of the entrances and then make their way down to the ring

Paige: And their opponent being accompanied by Damien Walker. They are the APW Tag Team Champions, Young Mannie, JR Kingston, They are, THE RED SHIELD MAFIA!

They make their way to the ring and enter the ring, then poses for the fans waiting for the match to start

Non Title Tag Team Match
Red Shield Mafia Vs San Diego Seagulls

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Charles and Mannie start things off with a lock up and Mannie quickly gets behind Charles in a waist lock, but Charles reverses it with a waist lock of his own. Charles rushes Mannie to the ropes and Mannie hangs on and Charles bounces off and rolls backwards to his feet. Mannie goes for a clothesline, but Charles ducks and Charles runs off the ropes. He comes back with Mannie catching him with an arm drag into an arm bar. Charles gets up and backs Mannie to the corner. The ref calls for the break and Charles catches Mannie with a punch to the face and then snap mares him out of the corner, dropkicking him in the back of the head. Charles picks Mannie up, takes him to the corner and tags in Kate. Kate comes in and they double suplex Mannie and Kate foes for a cover as Charles goes out to the apron
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Harvey: A win for the Seagulls tonight could get them a Tag title shot

Chase: I’m sure Kate would love too add another title to her collection.

Just then, the crowd boo’s as two of APW’s newest Megastars, Warren Peace and Jay Gatby walk out and stand at the top of the entrance ramp watching the match

Harvey: What are those two doing out here?

Chase: Getting a better look at the competition?

Kate picks Mannie up and chops him then throws him into the ropes, Mannie hit’s the ropes and Kingston makes a blind tag. As Mannie comes off the ropes, Kate nails him with a spinning heel kick. She goes for a cover but the ref doesn’t count and Kingston dives in with a double axe handle to the back of her head. Kingston lifts her up and takes her right to the corner and gives her rapid knife edge chops and then throws her to the opposite corner. Kingston runs and catches her with a Yakuza kick. Kate falls to the mat and Kingston covers her.
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Harvey: The Mafia has beaten the San Diego Seagulls a while back on Overdrive already, they need to do it again tonight to show that it wasn’t a fluke

Chase: Winning those tag titles has giving the Mafia that extra spark that they needed.

The ref takes Charles back to his corner as Kingston picks Kate up and throws her to the corner where Mannie is standing and tags in Mannie. Mannie and Kingston then both begin stomping on Kate in the corner. Charles gets into the ring and runs over and starts attacking Kingston, but the ref is able to pull him off and take him back to his corner. Mannie takes Kate out of the corner and takes her down with a short arm clothesline. Mannie runs off the ropes, does a cartwheel into a 450 splash and connect. Mannie hooks the leg for the cover

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Harvey: The Tap Out Champ isn’t giving up

Chase: Great Athleticism by Mannie there.

Mannie picks her up and hits her with head butt, sending her to the corner. Mannie throws Kate to the opposite corner. Mannie runs, does a cartwheel into a jumping round house kick, but Kate moves and Mannie kicks the corner. Mannie stumbles out of the corner and Kate nails Mannie with a jumping Enziguri.

Harvey: This is the break Kate needs.

Chase: Both members need to tag out

They crawl to their corners. Mannie is first to make the tag and then Kate does. Charles comes in and takes Kingston down with a clothesline and then another before picking him up, throwing him into the ropes and takes him down with a back body drop. Mannie gets to his feet and Charles runs over and knocks him off the ring apron. He waits for Kingston to get up. Just as he does, he knocks Kingston down with the Roaring Elbow. Charles covers
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Harvey: Damien was quiet in this match until he had to be

Chase: Charles doesn’t look happy now

Charles eyes lock on Damien. Charles gets out of the ring and starts chasing Damien around the ring. Just as Charles goes around one of the ring post, Mannie comes out of no where and takes Charles down with a clothesline. Mannie grabs Charles, lifts him up and throws him right into the ring post. Mannie rolls Charles into the ring and Kingston covers
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Kingston picks him up and throws him into the ropes. Kate makes a blind tag and goes to the top rope. Kingston lifts Charles up in a Military press. As he holds Charles in the air, he turns towards Kate who comes off the top rope with a dropkick. Kingston goes down and Charles lands on top of him. Charles rolls out of the way as Kate covers
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Kate moves as Mannie gets in the ring and goes for an elbow drop, but misses, hitting Kingston instead. Mannie gets up, upset and Charles gets up and clotheslines him over the top rope, taking him over with him. Kate and Kingston are left in the ring. Kingston gets to his feet and Kate begins blasting him with some forearm shots, backing Kingston to the ropes. Kates goes for a clothesline, but Kingston ducks. Kate lands in the ropes and Kingston clotheslines her over, taking himself out of the ring as well. Suddenly, Jay and Warren run down to the ring and they both start attacking Kingston and Kate.

Harvey: What are they doing?

Warren picks Kingston up and spears him into the side of the ring while Jay grabs Kate and DDT’s her. The ref calls for the bell, throwing this match out

Winner: No Contest[/center]

Chase: Jay and Warren has no business being out here

Jay and Warren go over to Mannie and Charles and they start attacking them, throwing Mannie into the ring steps and then gives Charles a Clothesline/Leg Sweep combo move.

Harvey: Those two already had their spot light tonight, why take it away from someone else

Jay and Warren embrace the boo’s from the crowd and they head up the ramp and we go to commercial.

[President Jeff]

We come back with Cindy Shannon standing backstage with Warren Peace and Jay Gatsby

Cindy: Warren, Jay, What happened out there?

Warren: What you just say, is a prime example on how you get noticed. I’ve been in a lot of companies, and the best way to get noticed, it to make an impact. Tell’em Jay

Jay: That’s right. Tonight, we just sent a message not only to the Tag Champs, but to every tag team in APW. We just want everyone to know that The Fortunate Sons are here and that we have our eyes on the tag titles. Lets go Warren.

Warren and Jay walk off as we go cut to another area

The scene cuts backstage to show Pence Weatherlight stretching and getting his game face on for his big match with Havok later in the evening. Off screen, Madok walks into the scene, and hands Pence a bottle of water, which Pence promptly accepts, and takes a swig of it for himself.

Madok: You know if you lose this...Havok will just use it as a chance to brag about no matter what the obstacle is he can over come it right?

Pence looked over at Madok, stopping his stretching, and then putting the bottle down, Pence nodded his head and replies.

Pence: Yeah, I know...it just means I have to win it is all...somebody needs to stop all this from getting out of hand and put Havok back in check because nobody else has stood a chance in hell of it doing before I became his number one contender.

Pence sits down on a box nearby with some ring equipment in it and then lets out a sigh.

Pence: I think I can do it though. If there is one man with the smarts to outplay him it is me, so I'm just going to have to take what ever punishment he will dish out tonight and keep coming or die trying. I'm not going to give up, Madok. I won't ever give up again.

Voice from Off-screen: Come on, Pence...its showtime.

Pence nods his head and jumps off the boxes before walking down the hall and yelling back at Madok.

Pence: Wish me luck!

Madok nods his head and then yells.

Madok: Good luck!

The scene switches to ring-side where the next match is about to begin.

Paige: The following match-up is a single match, scheduled for one-fall!

#SIMPLY F'N PUT!



#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.]

Paige: Introducing first, weighing in at 234 pounds, and hailing from Chicago, Illinois… “Simply Put” Johnny Rebel!

Harvey: I wish I could say I feel sorry for Johnny Rebel after what he went through at One Night in Hell…but then I remember he’s Johnny Rebel! He’s bearing the scars and bruises of his Sadistic Match with Kurt Noble, and we’re no doubt going to see that affecting him tonight.

Chase: Did it bother him when he was slamming down VWF fools at Supremacy? I think not! This is Rebel’s chance to redeem himself after that Kurt Noble chump “beat” him!

"No Shelter" by Rage Against the Machine starts playing over the loud speakers as the man known as Michael Jennings comes out from the back with his girlfriend October Candy on his arm and his manager Bobby Belichick leading the way. The crowd boos them as they enter the ring and start posing. The music stops playing as Bobby and October climb out to the floor as Michael gets ready for a fight.

Paige: And his opponent, weighing in at 218 pounds…Michael Jennings!

Harvey: If there’s one man who I feel more disgust towards than Johnny Rebel in APW, it’s Michael Jennings. How could he do what he did to his own father?!

Chase: We call those Daddy issues. But hey, if you think Rebel is messed up, just check out the burns on Jennings!

Harvey: These two men obviously aren’t at 100% tonight, but I’ll be damned if we’re not going to see a violent encounter tonight between these two.

Johnny Rebel vs. Michael Jennings

The bell rings, as Rebel eyes both October Candy and Bobby Belichick on the outside. Rebel yells “You keep your eyes on them!” at the referee, and continues to point until the referee does so. The second Jennings shifts his eyes towards his outside crew, Rebel rushes in and hits a hard knee on Jennings’s stomach! He pounds Jennings to the canvas, and then begins to stomp him down, before holding his foot against the burn on Jennings arm! The referee pulls Rebel away as he gets a “boo” from the crowd, but Rebel points back towards October Candy on the outside as she’s having a fit. Off the distraction, Rebel moves in, and begins to deliver some hands to the face of Jennings, over and over and over! The referee eventually rips Rebel off Jennings, yelling “I will disqualify you!” Rebel shakes his head, but the second he moves back towards Jennings, he gets a kick right to his chest! Rebel falls, coughing profusely!

Harvey: We can already see early on that these two men are using their respective injures to gain the advantage in this match!

Chase: It’s like Freddy Kruger vs. Jason Voorhees over here!

Rebel tries to get up, but Jennings punts him in the ribs, causing Rebel to roll out of the ring! Jennings then stretches his arms, and follows suits. From a distance, October Candy and Belichick mock Rebel, and he snarls at them as he stands up. However, Jennings runs in and slams Rebel into the guard rail! Rebel breathes heavily, and staggers, before Jennings kicks his back, and throws him right into the steel steps! Rebel collapses, and Jennings rolls into the ring to catch his breath. Rebel tries to pull himself up, but is slower than usual, causing the count to continue. It reaches 8, and Rebel is barely able to pull himself back into the ring. Jennings grabs Rebel, and lifts him up as he tries for a Northern lights suplex…but Rebel pounds down on Jennings’s neck, before lifting him and slamming him down with a gutwrench powerbomb! Jennings writhes about in pain, and Rebel rolls over and covers him…

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Rebel then climbs on top of Jennings, and begins to lay into him with a series of elbows! Jennings covers himself, but Rebel’s fists are too much. The referee finally yanks off Rebel, and once again yells “I AM going to disqualify you if you keep this up!” Rebel just shrugs him off, yelling back “Simply put, you won’t!” The referee grimaces, and Rebel turns back to kick Jennings in the head! Rebel then lifts up Jennings, and drops him with a snap suplex! Rebel lifts up Jennings again for a suplex, but this time Jennings slides behind Rebel, and drops him with a falling neckbreaker! Rebel clutches his neck in pain, but Jennings isn’t done. He begins to stomp Rebel’s legs, before locking in the Indian Death Lock on Rebel! Rebel shakes his head, and fights through the pain as he begins to turn himself over. Just as Rebel is about to, Jennings releases the move, and locks in an Ankle Lock on Rebel!

Harvey: The Ankle Lock! This is looking awfully familiar for Johnny Rebel after One Night in Hell!

Chase: Quick, bring out some porn to distract Jennings!

Rebel screams out in pain, not expecting the Ankle Lock to weigh him down. Rebel now begins to crawl towards the ropes, dragging Jennings with him. Rebel reaches his hand up high, as Jennings begins to twist his body to ramp up the pain! Rebel’s arm shakes...but he grabs the ropes! The referee begins his count, and Jennings lets go just shy of five. Jennings stands up, and shouts “filth, just like them!” at Rebel, while pointing towards the crowd! A “YOU SUCK” chant begins, but Jennings shoves it off as he lifts up Rebel, who is incredibly shaky on his legs. Jennings knees Rebel in the stomach, before springboarding off the ropes. However, Rebel falls on his knees in pain, causing Jennings to miss…but he lands nimbly on his feet! Jennings turns around, only to receive a DDT from Rebel! Both men are down, but the crowd is booing them both for their efforts! Jennings is up first, and Rebel struggles to get on his aching feet. Rebel turns, and is blasted with a falcon arrow! Jennings holds the pin…

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Harvey: Near fall there! Rebel needs to stay steady on his feet to win this one, but I’m wondering if he has it in him. I mean, he wrestled Noble at One Night in Hell, Mike Morrison over in Phoenix Wrestling, and over in CWC, all within a two week span! Of course, Jennings is showing signs of slowing down too after his Inferno match!

Chase: Hey now, we don’t saw the “P” word over here, considering Team APW is facing them in CWC soon!

Harvey: You have to wonder how that little fact is playing in Rebel’s head right now…

Jennings hops over, and locks in an Anaconda Vice on Rebel! Rebel tries to shake him off, but he’s noticeably slower than a few minutes ago. Rebel begins to pull himself up, but it’s clear that this move has taken a toll on him. Just as Rebel stands up, Jennings leases the move, and shoves Rebel into the corner of the ring. Jennings begins to throw some punches on Rebel…who responds right back with his own! The slugfest begins, and Rebel wins it! However, Jennings rakes the eyes of Rebel, and then runs off the ropes…right into a Superkick from Rebel!! Rebel grabs his leg in pain, as Jennings looks out! Rebel crawls over, and hooks Jennings’s leg…

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Harvey: I’m not sure that was the smartest decision on Rebel’s part, looking at the way his legs are!

Chase: His legs are fine…its Jennings face that I’d worry about right now!

Rebel uses the ropes to pull himself up, as Jennings begins to stir. Rebel then lifts up Jennings, and slams him down with an elbow to the face. Rebel then moves himself over to the ropes, and is about to leap off, but October Candy begins to yell at him, and get near the steps! Rebel swats her away, but the time distraction allows Jennings to run against the ropes, causing Rebel to awkwardly fall off the middle rope to the canvas below! As gets up, Jennings goes for the Empire Falls (Diamond Cutter), but Rebel rolls him up…

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Chase: Rebel’s flying high tonight!

Harvey: Rebel just took out Jennings and his followers! He needs to finish this match before the damage is done!

Rebel groggily lifts himself up, before throwing Jennings back into the ring. He lifts up Jennings, and tries for the Putdown, but Jennings spins out and tries to lock in a Crossface Chickenwing while standing up, but Rebel fights it, kicks Jennings in the stomach, and levels with him with Putdown! Rebel covers….

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Winner: Johnny Rebel[/center]

Rebel gets up and the ref raises his arm in victory

Harvey: A close match this way, but Rebel wanted it more

Chase: This match could have gone either way

Rebel celebrates his victory and exits the ring as we go to commercial.

[President Jeff]

Michael Jennings, his girlfriend, and Bobby Belichick are still hanging around ringside. Bobby is talking with Michael about something as “Ain’t Talking ‘bout Love” by Van Halen starts playing over the loudspeakers as Trevor Jennings comes out with his girlfriend and a crowbar in his hand. The crowd cheers as he storms for his son. However once he gets to ringside Michael cowardly hides behind his girlfriend as the crowd boos this act.

Trevor acts like he’s going to hit her but his girlfriend holds him back. Just then Belichick nails him with a cheap shot forearm from behind. Trevor turns and goes to whack him when Michael ambushes him from behind. At this point Rod Steele and John Richards come out to join the attack as Richard Weyland is shown laughing near the entrance with his other goons watching all of this go down.

Steele walks over and starts harassing Trevor’s girlfriend. Trevor turns around and knocks his son down before making a bee line for Steele only to get cut off by Richards who nails him with a beer bottle to the head. Trevor goes down as Steele is now making out with his girlfriend as Richards and Michael beat down on Trevor.

The crowd boos as Steele lets go of the embrace and then clotheslines her down to the floor. The crowd boos this heinous, sick act which amuses Richard Weyland to the point of maniacal cackling. Michael lets Steele and Richards beat down on his father as he goes and gets a microphone. Once he has it he walks over and stands over the fallen body of his father Trevor as Richards and Steel back off.

Jennings: Father, I want to tell you something.

He points to Trevor’s girlfriend as he continues.

Jennings: YOU’RE DATING A STUPID WHORE! I JERKED OFF TO THIS BITCH'S PORN TAPE LAST NIGHT OLD MAN! I JERKED OFF TO VIDEO OF YOUR WOMAN! I JUST WANTED YOU TO KNOW THAT YOU OLD PIECE OF TRASH!

The crowd boos as Michael laughs over this comment.

Jennings: And dad, I want you to be as miserable as I am. I want you to be in a constant, perpetual living hell just like I was when mom died and you sent me away. Now it’s my turn to piss…on…you…

At this point Michael drops the microphone and tries to pull out his unit to piss on his own father before security and APW officials break it up before things get too out of control. Michael is escorted to the back along with the other goons as medics check on Trevor and his girlfriend. One the Weyland Family members are taken to the back Trevor and his girlfriend are helped to the back. The show goes backstage where Richard Weyland is shown paying off Richards and Steele as Michael is still fighting with security. They finally get him into the Weyland Family’s locker room as the show cuts to something else.


The scene switches backstage, where APW interviewer Shane West is standing in the middle of the camera view with a microphone.

West: Joining me now is the man that captured the APW Overdrive Championship at One Night in Hell…Kurt Noble!

The camera shifts over to reveal Noble, with the APW Overdrive Championship over his shoulder. Despite his bruises and cuts, Noble is all smile as he looks at West.

Noble: Good to be here Shane. Good to be standing, actually.

West: You endured a Hellacious match against Johnny Rebel, one that saw you walk out with the APW Overdrive Championship. Having only been in APW for two months, what does a win like this do for your APW career?

Noble: Actually, I was pretty much carried out of the match…didn’t really walk out, but that’s splitting hairs. Honestly Shane? It feels…good. Really good. Really damn good. My ego boost aside, it showed APW that it’s not about how long you’ve been around, or the guy’s you’ve beaten; it’s about what you’re going to do. I beat Rebel at One Night in Hell, and tonight, I’m headed out against CJ Gates.

West: There are rumors circulating that the two of you have been walking on coals after CWC. Is there any truth to that?

Noble chuckles to himself, shaking his head.

Noble: You saw the match. CJ and I are basically left and right hands, acting together for the same purpose. There’s no tension there. Even if there was, Gates and I know that we could put aside our differences for one amazing Main Event. You’ll be watching, right?

Shane seems a bit caught-off guard, but shakes his head yes.

Noble: Good boy. You’ll get to see two of Overdrive’s best going at it-

?: Well, I think we can see who has their head jammed in the clouds tonight.

Noble’s eyes turn to the side, where the camera reveals none other than Johnny Rebel. He shakes his head in disgust as he looks at the Overdrive title over Noble’s shoulders.

Rebel: I’m not even surprised! You get one fluke of a victory over me and steal MY title, and suddenly, you’re “APW’s best!” Get real! I can only imagine the amount of drugs you must have to make for that to make sense!

Noble: You know what’s really sad about you right now Rebel? You lost to me, a “nobody” in your eyes, but you can’t even tell yourself the truth.

A vein on Rebel’s forehead flare up, as he grits his teeth.

Rebel: It’s ridiculous! You know how I know that your win was a fluke? Simply put…I’m Johnny F’N Rebel! I was cleaning up shmucks in APW while you were drugging your way through the Extreme Tournament! Not only that, but Phoenix Wrestling too! Let’s add the cherry on top of my greatness by noting that I, Johnny Rebel, am held in more prestige by both the CWC and the Experts, while you drag your cold, dead legs up the ladder, only to fall back down! How’s it going to feel when I beat Jack Benevolence when you couldn’t?

Now, it’s Noble’s turn to lose the amuse look on his face. Noble gets closer to Rebel, and they become the center of the camera’s focus.

Noble: I don’t like you Johnny…but at least I can admit you’re good. But, you could be *legendary* if you just pulled your head out of your inflated ass.

Rebel: I don’t have to do anything you tell me to! I’m better than you, like I’ve already proved, and I’ll prove it again!

Noble crosses his arms, and grins.

Noble: And how’re you going to do that? Need I remind you that we’re teammates right now in CWC. You may get another shot at me soon, but for now, we have to work together-

Rebel: Who says we’re teammates? I certainly didn’t.

Noble: Listen Johnny… we may have our issues, but this is still APW we’re fighting for. I know you’re also a member of PW’s roster, but if you pull some stunt on APW to-

Rebel: There you go, putting words in my mouth! Don’t worry about that Kurt. You just focus on “beating” CJ Gates. I’ll focus on showing you that I’m better than you’ll ever be. Keep your eyes open Kurt…I want you to see the exact moment where I prove it. “Believe” that!

Rebel snarls at Noble, before taking off. Noble’s eyes follow him, a bit of worry displayed across his face as the scene cuts to the ring.


Paige: The following contest is an Xtreme Rules Match for the APW Xtreme Championship!

The fans cheer this announcement, and their cheers grow even louder as The Titantron bursts to static as the lights all dim down and begin to flash different colors at random, the fans turn their eyes to the entrance ramp, as all the light go out. A voice comes out over the speakers saying "Baby don't fear the Reaper." and then the lights come on. "Everything" by Pillar hits the speakers now and the lights begin to flicker red, white, and blue. The fans all begin to cheer as Pence emerges on to the Entrance ramp wearing a red, white, and blue vest with a pair of black and blue shorts, he salutes the fans who all begin to chant "Mr. Main Event".

Paige: Making his way to the ring first, the challenger, from Hershey, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 250 pounds, “The Reaper” Pence Weatherlight!

Harvey: Pence got this title shot by winning the Costume Battle Royal at One Night in Hell! It's been a long time since Pence has had gold, and you know he's itching to get some around his waist!

Chase: Pence has a chance to become a Triple Crown Champ tonight, as he's already held the APW Overdrive and Undisputed Championships.

Pence makes his way down to the ring, slapping hands, and taking poses so that the fans can take pictures of him. He finally makes it into the ring and then jumps up on to one of the turnbuckles and flexes. He then jumps down and repeats the process on the opposite sides turnbuckle, before finally jumping down, and going to the middle, he begins to pace looking at the entrance ramp, awaiting his opponent.

'Cult of Personality' hits on the PA system as bright white and red strobe lights flicker around the arena. Nathaniel steps out from the back, and casually walks to the top of the ramp with the Xtreme Championship belt around his waist. Some fans begin to boo him, but his "cult-like" following overshadows them with their deafening cheers. He gives a sadistic grin to the crowd before throwing his hands in the air as Pyro goes off around him.

Paige: And his opponent, from Indianapolis, Indiana, weighing in at 242 pounds, he is the APW Xtreme Champion, “The Enforcer of Sorrow” Nathaniel Havok!

Nathaniel then begins to casually walk down the ramp, hopping onto the ring apron, and climbing the rope. He taunts the crowd before jumping over the ropes, and into the ring. Nathaniel runs the ropes a few times, getting a feel for them before the match. He then takes his shirt off, tosses it into the crowd, and stands in his corner as the music dies out. The ref raises the Xtreme Championship high above his head before handing it to the timekeeper and calling for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

APW Xtreme Championship Match
Nathaniel Havok © vs. Pence Weatherlight

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The two men immediately begin to trade punches in the middle of the ring, with neither one getting the advantage in the fracas. Havok kicks up, nailing Pence between the legs, drawing a mixture of cheers and boos, but giving himself an opening to pull Pence in for a Snap Suplex! With Pence down, holding his jollies in pain, Havok rolls out of the ring, and grabs a steel chair, folding it before sliding back in the ring with it.

Harvey: Havok's not even going to let this have any chance of becoming an actual wrestling match! He's going straight for what got him that Xtreme Championship in the first place, and that's hardcore fighting!

Havok motions for Pence to get up, and as “The Reaper” does, he gets cold, hard steel right between the eyes, leveling him! Harvey goes for a quick cover, 1
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Chase: I think now is as good a time as any to point out the fact that Pence doesn't normally compete in these kind of wild, out of control matches, whereas Havok is incredibly comfortable in these kind of situations. This could be a one-sided affair!

Harvey: You should know better than to count Pence out, Chase. Pence may not have much experience in Xtreme matches, but he can brawl with the best of them!

Havok knew he wasn't getting Pence with the pin, and as such, just stays focused, mounting the challenger, and unloading a series of rights and lefts, trying to daze Pence. Havok disengages, and pulls Pence up, whipping him into the corner. He then sets the chair up in front of Pence and gets a running start, leaping off the chair and going for Poetry in Motion! However, Pence gets out of the way, causing Havok to crash into to the turnbuckle! As he falls to the mat, Pence is right there, grabbing a hold of the top rope before stomping some ever-loving mud holes into the downed Havok! With Havok still down, Pence grabs a hold of the chair, turning it around so the seat part is facing the corner. He then pulls Havok up to his knees, and begins to ram Havok's face into the chair again and again! The fans count along with each blow, “One!” Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten!” After the tenth blow, Pence lets Havok just sit there propped up on the chair. Pence then delivers a brutal Axe Kick to the back of Havok's face, driving it into the chair! This draws a pop from the crowd as Pence rolls Nathaniel off the chair onto his back, hooking the leg, 1
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Chase: Pence seems to be targeting the head of Havok here tonight.

Harvey: It's a smart strategy. If he can get Havok bloodied or dizzy, it just makes it easier for him!

Pence goes to ram Havok's head into the barricade again, but Havok blocks it and elbows Pence in the chest. He then hops over the barricade, grabbing Pence's left arm as he does so, driving it right into the steel! Pence cries out in pain as he falls back to the floor! Havok climbs back onto the barricade and jumps off in a flash, Stomping right down on Pence's left arm!

Harvey: Remember, folks, Pence's left arm was the one that was injured a few years back, causing him to lose the APW Undisputed Championship and have to take a couple of months off.

Havok continues to target the left arm, stomping it mercilessly as Pence tries to hold it close to his chest and protect it with his right arm. After about a dozen stomps, Havok pulls Pence up and slings him right over the barricade, into the crowd! As Pence gets up, Havok mounts the barricade and leaps off, drilling Pence with a Diving Spear on the outside! Pence's head crashes violently into the concrete!

Chase: Oh my gosh! Pence's head bounced off that concrete like a ripe melon! He could very well be concussed!

Pence has a loopy look in his eyes as Havok pulls him up by the head and drags him through the arena tunnel, straight into catering! Various workers scatter about as Havok lifts Pence up and Body Slams him right onto a table covered with some 6-foot long sandwiches! The dishes clatter as Pence is laid out on the table and Havok climbs up onto the one next to it, jumping off and Leg Dropping Pence through the table! Condiments and toppings go flying all over the place as Havok covers Pence on the broken table, 1
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Harvey: This match has been anything but scientific!

Chase: Pence is beating up Havok like he owes him some money!

Pence then transitions to drilling his knees into the side of Havok's head, and the “Enforcer of Sorrow” has a glazed look on his face as Pence finally steps back. Pence looks around the dumpster and finds a wooden pallet. He picks it up, and motions for Havok to get up. As Havok does, Pence chucks it at the champ, and Havok just barely gets out of the way in time as the pallet crashes into the side of the dumpster and breaks into pieces! Havok grabs one of the boards and swings for Pence, but the challenger rolls under it, and grabs a piece of wood of his own on his way back up!

Chase: Don't tell me they're going to try and pretend sword fight again!

Actually, they don't, as Havok takes a wild swing, which Pence tries to block, but is just barely too slow to accomplish. He nails Pence in the side of the face with the board, forcing Pence to drop his! Havok then continues to swing at Pence, targeting his left arm again! The wood hits with a loud crack each time, and Pence screams in agony with every blow! As he hits Pence, Havok's rate of swinging keeps getting faster and faster until the point where the wood is nothing but a blur as he continues to beat down on Pence's shoulder! The brutal attack brings Pence down to one knee, and Nathan takes a few steps back, running in and nailing Pence with a Shining Wizard! Havok is looking incredibly confident as he motions for Pence to get back up, and as he does so, Havok charges in for a Spear, knocking the back of Pence's head into the side of the dumpster again!

Harvey: Pence is definitely going to need to be checked for a concussion after this match!

With Pence down, Havok motions that this match is over, and he pulls Pence back up, placing him on his shoulders in position for The Dreamweaver! Pence gives Havok some hard elbows to the side of the head, forcing Havok to let him down, and hits with a desperation Super Kick! Both men are laid out on the concrete as the ref looks on.

Harvey: Remember, folks, there's no count outs in an Xtreme Rules match, hence the reason the ref is not counting to ten at this point!

Chase: Pence may have very well just saved not only the match, but his quality of life! One more shot to the head, and he might have been forced to retire!

It takes the better part of thirty-seconds for either man to stir, let alone get up. Pence is the first to his feet, but he's holding his left arm in pain. He goes down to pull Havok up by the hair, but the champ gives Pence a hard shot to the gut! He then grabs a hold of Pence's head and rolls him up on top of the dumpster lid! Havok climbs up himself, and begins to pull Pence up to go for another Dreamweaver, but on the way up, Pence explodes up and clutches Havok, nailing the Battle Testimony, the force of which causes the plastic lid to buckle, sending both men into the trash! The ref looks over the lip of the dumpster as Pence is laid over Havok, 1
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Chase: Perseverance like that is the reason Havok's Xtreme Champion!

Both men are dazed and stinky as they begin to get up. The ref holds his nose in disgust as Pence pulls Havok up by the hair, and just tosses him recklessly out of the can. Pence climbs down as well, and pulls Havok back up, leading him towards the parking lot outside the arena. They come across a red sports car, and Pence rams Havok's head right into the hood!

Chase: Oh no! That's my rental!

Pence goes to ram Havok's head again, but Havok blocks it, and counters by tossing Pence face first into the windshield! The glass cracks hardcore, but doesn't quite shatter. Havok rolls Pence onto his back on the hood, and goes for the cover, 1
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Harvey: Pence just barely got the shoulder up there! He only got it up maybe a centimeter at best, but he got it up!

Havok looks pissed, but sees the huge pick-up truck parked next to the now demolished sports car. Havok gives Pence a few stomps on the hood before jumping up onto the hood of the pick-up, and climbing to the top of the cabin. Havok measures Pence up, and then leaps off with the Downpour! Pence rolls off the hood, and Havok crashes right into it! He's writing in pain as Pence climbs back up and pulls Havok up and in for the Heavy Artillery, right onto the windshield! It shatters this time, and Pence covers Havok awkwardly on the front seat, 1
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Winner: Pence Weatherlight[/center]

Back in the arena, Paige gets on the microphone, which can be heard on the broadcast.

Paige: Here is your winner, and the new APW Xtreme Champion, Pence Weatherlight!

Pence is exhausted, and kicks out the window of the car so he can climb out, while Havok remains laid out. The ref hands Pence the Xtreme Championship belt, and raises Pence's arm in victory! “The Reaper” looks as pleased as punch as he begins to make his way back to the arena door.

Harvey: What a brutal, wild match we just saw for the Xtreme Championship here tonight! Havok and Pence showed that they're tough as nails, but Havok made one mistake, and Pence made him pay for it with the title!

Chase: No! Pence is hard enough to deal with as it is! Now that he has championship gold around his waist once more, he'll be insufferable! My gosh!

The ref tends to Havok in the car as Pence heads back inside and we go to commercial

[President Jeff]

The scene opens to a caucasian male dressed in a tailored, single-breasted suit in charcoal with chalk pinstripes, white shirt and an immaculately presented blue navy spotted tie arranged in the Windsor-style. The suit is itself is a symbol of a man who enjoys great success. The location is a luxuriant office which further testifies to the success and high standing of its owner. A large vintage oak desk, on the edge of which our subject is sat, takes pride of place; there are a variety of ornaments and artefacts, most notable of which are a mini Union Jack flag on a mini flagpole on the desk, and portraits of pillars of English society/history such as current monarch HRH Queen Elizabeth II, The Duke of Wellington, Sir Isaac Newton and Winston Churchill. It should now be established that our protagonist is English: he is in fact the “Quintessentially English” Julius Farquhar. But enough of the preliminaries, let’s get this promo up and running.

JF: You will see from my personal office that I am a man who is used to success. Just look at this hand-carved Victorian oak desk. The result of the finest handiwork of the finest epoch to have graced the history of our race, and it comes at the princely sum of £3000. The Victorian era: England’s finest hour; an hour when the world was ruled from London by the greatest nation in history.”

Julius Farquhar runs a hand along the surface of the oak, smiles and mutters.

JF: It is aesthetic perfection, just like me.”

Farquhar walks a few paces away from the desk and stops at a picture of HRH Queen Elizabeth II.

JF: Yet I forget my manners. Allow me to introduce myself: Julius Farquhar, quintessentially English. I am here in America to demonstrate two things: a) the athletic superiority of the English; b) the intellectual and cultural superiority of the English.”

JF: To quote one of the world’s foremost intellects, and an Englishman, Sir Isaac Newton: I come to you ‘standing on the shoulders of giants’. Yes, in the spirit of Churchill, The Duke of Wellington, Thatcher, Gladstone, Henry V, Cromwell, Shakespeare, Pope, Bacon, Alfred the Great, Edward I, Lord Nelson I come on a mission to conquer, to dominate and show Anglo-Saxon superiority.”

JF: For the English way has always been the best way: it was the English who invented modern science; it was the moral rectitude of the English spirit that saw our country stand up for decency and virtue against imperial bullies such as Napoleon and Hitler, when countries like France and America either crumbled in their wake or turned their back on such evil; it was the English who freed the American, Indian and African continents of savagery and hocus-pocus, instilling instead the quintessence of English civilisation.”

JF: It is a fact: I come to you imbued with all that England has achieved over the last ten centuries. As a member of the aristocracy I am the fruit of ten centuries of English dominance over the world: it courses through my blood and it fills my spirit with the excellence that has made me so successful in every endeavour in my life to date.”

JF: As a self-made millionaire I have provided all the material comfort I could possibly desire for many lifetimes beyond this one. As an investment banker I have proven my intellectual excellence in manipulating markets and agents to my advantage. The one thing left for me to achieve is athletic magnificence. Therefore I combine my vast wealth and my superior English intellect to create, in myself, an athlete of unprecedented brilliance.”

JF: In 1783 the English government left America to the Yankees who set what could have been a glorious jewel in a glorious empire on the path to a culturally bereft, intellectually stagnant collection of overweight inbreeds. Well I am come to demonstrate where you Americans have gone wrong, and to prove the superiority, in all faculties, of the English. It won’t take long before you all see clearly that a diet based on tea and scones is superior to that of Big Macs and Coca-Cola.”

JF: You will soon thank me for this gift: the gift of seeing the magnificence of everything ‘quintessentially English’.”

Julius Farquhar walks over to an old record player, and touches the needle to the record. “Rule Britannia” begins to play: Farquhar smiles and starts to move his right index finger as though he were conducting the orchestra playing the music. The promo ends as the scene fades to ringside for the main event


Paige: The following match-up is the main event of the evening and is scheduled for one fall!

The lights in the arena shut off, as the opening rhythm to "I Will Not Bow" blasts through the speakers. After a few moments, out steps Kurt Noble, eliciting a huge cheer from the crowd! Noble raises his cane into the air, and begins to limp down to the ring. Upon reaching it, Noble leaves his cane on the outside, and slowly walks up the stairs to the ring. He enters the ring, and climbs up on the turnbuckle, posing with his fist in the air as the cameras go off. Noble moves off it, as the lights return to normal and the music dies down.

Paige: Introducing first, weighing in at 235 lbs., and hailing from Calgary, Alberta, Canada. . .he is the APW Overdrive Champion. . .KURT NOBLE!!

“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 his“Go Big or Go Home” T-shirt, and he has the APW Undisputed title around his waist. He bounces around at the entrance a bit before moving towards the ring, bouncing to the beat.

Paige: His opponent. . .weighing in at 215 lbs., and hailing from Fargo, North Dakota. . .he is the APW Undisputed Heavyweight Champion of the World! This is. . .C.J. GATES!!

Gates reaches the ring and slides in under the bottom rope before springing to his feet and climbing the nearest turnbuckle. He looks out at the fans before he unclasps the Undisputed title and raises it up in the air to a loud chorus of cheers from the fans. He climbs back down and removes his cowboy hat and carefully hands it off, before removing his t-shirt.

Harvey: This is a match that the fans have been clamoring for since Kurt Noble joined the APW ranks! Both Gates and Noble have come to a mutual respect of one another after dealing with the likes of Johnny Rebel and Biggs over the past few months!

C.J. Gates vs. Kurt Noble

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The bell rings, as the two move toward the center of the ring, with Kurt Noble grimacing while trying to circle without the use of his cane. In a sign of respect, C.J. extends his right hand out to Noble, who reciprocates the gesture as the fans approve with a round of applause.

Harvey: A great sign of respect from these two before the match even begins, Johnny!

Chase: Good grief. Where did I put my barf bag?

The two MegaStars resume circling around one another as Gates makes a move and locks up with Noble. Gates ducks under and grabs Kurt around the waist, dropping down and slinging him over with a schoolboy. Noble kicks out before the referee can even get in position which sends Gates scurrying across the ring and bouncing of the ropes. . .he comes flying back with a dropkick attempt to the hurt leg of Noble, who dives out of the way at the last minute to avoid any more damage to the already injured leg. The two men regroup in opposite corners of the ring.

Harvey: Gates is wasting no time going after Noble’s injured leg! It’s a good thing Noble’s wired to protect that leg at all costs or we could have seen this match end sooner than expected!

Chase: I still can’t comprehend how he continues to excel in the ring with a crippled leg! No doctor in the APW locker room would clear him to compete!

The two return to the center of the ring and lock up for a second time with Gates again getting the advantage. Gates breaks the tie-up and follows it with a few rights to the temple of Kurt forcing him to stumble backwards in to the corner turnbuckle. The APW Undisputed Champion begins to push the pace as he kicks Noble in the stomach, grabs him by the arm and whips him diagonally in to the other turnbuckle chest first. Not letting Noble recover, he follows it up with a running dropkick to the back of Kurt’s neck, which sends him crumpling to the mat. C.J. rolls him over and goes for the pin attempt. . .

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C.J., still with the advantage, drags Noble closer to the ropes as he uses the top rope for leverage, springboards off the middle rope and comes crashing down on top of Noble with a knee-drop to the chest. He walks over on his knees to the downed Noble and goes for yet another cover. . .

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Gates pops up and goes to grab Noble by the back of the neck and as he lifts him up to one knee, Noble counters with a European uppercut to the throat of Gates sending him backpedaling. Noble grabs C.J by the back of the head and flips him over his side with a headlock takedown. Gates tries to squirm away, but Noble has the head and neck locked in tight. The two men tumble around the mat, but Noble refuses to let go of the hold. The referee checks with Gates and to make sure Noble hasn’t slipped his arm in to the throat of the Undisputed Champion. As the referee backs away, Noble uses his size advantage to push Gates’ arms away and add even more pressure. After another interjection of the referee, Gates slowly stands up with Noble slowly losing pressure and the two are back on their feet. C.J. uses a host of elbows to the gut of Noble to break the hold, while running towards the ropes. Noble ducks a clothesline attempt from C.J., and prepares as Gates comes trotting back the other direction, leaning down and sending the high-flyer way in the air with back body drop. C.J. comes crashing to the mat as Noble grimaces and drops to one knee at the added weight on to his injured leg.

Chase: I told you so! Noble can’t handle the workload that the APW Overdrive championship demands of him!

Harvey: I bet you would prefer if he just handed it back to Johnny Rebel, wouldn’t you?

The impact has Gates rolling around on the mat with his back arched. Kurt grabs the arms of C.J. and stands on his back in a modified surfboard position, which immediately causes a round of screaming from the Undisputed Champion. The pressure of the hold causes Noble’s leg to buckle and he’s forced to release, and sends him crashing down on his own rear end. After a brief moment of recovery, Noble stands to his feet, and while walking over to Gates comes crashing down on the already tender back of C.J with an elbow drop. He adds a second elbow and eventually a third.

Harvey: Noble’s really doing a number on Gates’ back! Perhaps he’s trying to slow down the high-flying MegaStar?

Chase: It’s a pretty smart strategy, Darren! Gates’ best attribute is his speed and if Noble can neutralize that, he’s got a great chance to upset the champion here!

Noble scoops up Gates, putting him up on his shoulders, and dumps him up on the top turnbuckle laying flat and facing upwards towards the top of the building. Noble takes a few steps backwards and leaps forward with a vicious kick to the back of Gates. He leans back to follow-up with a second kick, this time sending C.J. in the air and crashing down on the mat. While lying down face first on the mat, Noble locks in the Camel Clutch, wrenching underneath his chin while Gates lets out a groan. The referee gets down on all fours and asks Gates, “What do you say?” to which Gates responds with an emphatic “No!” After what seems like an eternity, Noble releases the hold and backs away from the downed champion.

Harvey: We’re seeing a side of Noble we haven’t seen yet in the APW! He’s really focused on making sure he walks away with his hand raised!

Chase: I kind of like it!

Noble bends down to pickup Gates yet again but this time Gates is prepared and kicks Noble square in the forehead which sends the Overdrive Champion stumbling and eventually down to the mat. With both men laid out on the mat, the referee begins his count. . .

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Gates has slowly made it over to the ropes and has begun the process of pulling himself up to one knee.

Noble is on his knees with one hand over his forehead from where he’s still feeling the effects of Gates kick. C.J. gets back up and slowly walks over toward Noble where he drives a few right fists in to the side of Noble’s head. Noble is rocking back and forth on his knees, as Gates winds up and delivers a few ferocious kicks that leave several marks across the chest of the Overdrive Champion. Gates takes a few steps backwards and comes running, launching himself forward with his left foot on the torso of Noble and his right foot smacking the back of Kurt’s head with an enziguiri kick, creating a loud “THUD!” Noble folds to the mat as Gates goes for a quick cover. . .

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Gates rolls Noble over and helps him back up to his feet, whipping him in to the corner turnbuckle. Noble has no time to even catch his breath as Gates follows it with a diving splash. Noble comes stumbling out of the corner while Gates grabs him by the head, uses the middle rope for leverage and comes spinning through with a tornado-DDT, causing Noble to crash face first in the ground. Gates pops up to one knee, which causes the Wyoming crowd to cheer! Gates clinching his back a bit from Noble’s damage earlier stomps on the chest of the Overdrive Champion before grabbing a handful of hair and helping him to his feet. He grabs Noble by the wrist and flings him towards the ropes and as Noble comes back, Gates telegraphs a clothesline and Kurt ducks underneath. The two meet again in the middle of the ring, this time Gates leaps up and swings Noble over with a modified hurricarana. Noble roles to the outside and is down on the mat.

Harvey: Impressive maneuver by the champ! He’s got Noble right where he wants him!

Noble is slow to get up while Gates waits patiently on the other side of the ring. As soon as Kurt is back to two feet and is done shaking out the cobwebs, Gates coming flying through the middle rope with a diving suicide plancha but Noble wisely ducks out of the way and sends Gates crashing hard to the concrete face first. The referee checks on both men before sliding back in the ring, he once again begins his count.

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Noble is off the ground with one hand over the back of his head, the previous slate of matches at CWC and One Night in Hell beginning to take its toll on the MegaStar. Noble grabs a lifeless Gates off the ground and grips him around the chest, flinging him over the top of his head with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex, forcing Gates land hard on the concrete floor.

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Kurt rolls back in the ring to break the referees count as he sits waiting for Gates to show any signs of life. Finally, Gates puts a hand up on the apron and rolls underneath the bottom rope. Noble “helps” him up catches him with a right hand to the gut and grabs him between the legs and sends him flying face first in to the mat with an inverted Angle-Slam.

Chase: That’s the “Mark of Nobility!” No way C.J. kicks out of this one!

Noble reaches across Gates and hooks the leg for a pin attempt. . .

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The first sign of frustration from Kurt begins to show as he looks off in to the distance with a look on his face that only says “What do I have to do beat this guy?” Back up, Noble goes to the feet of Gates, lifting his leg and circling around for the figure-four leglock. Gates immediately begins alternating between pushing the mat to gain leverage and reaching for the bottom ropes so the referee will break the hold. The crowd begins a dueling “Lets go C.J.” and “Lets go Noble” chant back and forth and showing their appreciation for each man. C.J. gets a second burst of energy and begins rolling towards his side twisting Noble with him and beginning to put some pressure on Noble’s bum leg. With both men now reaching for their respective sides of the ring, Gates completes the turn and puts the pressure completely on Noble.

Harvey: Great back and forth action here from both men. . .and the crowd certainly standing behind their efforts!

Chase: For crying out loud, Darren! The crowd wouldn’t know who or what to cheer for if a giant neon arrow appeared from the sky!

Noble acts for a brief second like he might tap out, he reverses the hold sending both men face forward and releases the figure four. Gates gets up shaking his leg loose while Noble is barely able to put pressure on his own leg.

Gates limps gingerly towards Noble and plants his fist in Noble’s chin sending him flailing to the ground. Showing the effects of the match, Gates has one hand draped across the small of his back. He leans back on the ropes and comes diving forward with a headbutt across the midsection of Noble. Gates points to the top turnbuckle as the fans begin to rise to their feet. Gates struggles while Noble is folded up grabbing his midsection several feet from the turnbuckle. Gates stretches out on the top rope and leaps off with The Gatecrasher (Corkscrew Somersault in to a Senton Bomb) and finds just enough energy to drape an arm over Noble.

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Winner: CJ Gates[/center]

Harvey: What an incredible match! The fans got exactly what they had been longing for and neither man disappointed!

Chase: CJ may have get the victory in the record books but neither man is going to come out on top here. They have both done a major number on one another!

Both men are back up to their feet and again embrace in a handshake in the center of the ring as they raise each others hand in victory. Noble pats Gates across the chest and begins to slip through the ropes when all of the sudden music hits over the loudspeaker. . .

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The music of “Simply Put” Johnny Rebel begins to play as the crowd immediately begins to boo. Noble looks up at the entrance ramp and ducks back in to the ring with C.J. Gates. After several seconds pass, Rebel is nowhere to be seen.

Harvey: Rebel’s playing mind games here tonight, Chase! Wait a second!

Before either man can turn around, Rebel has made his way through the crowd and slides in the ring with a steel chair in hand. He spins around C.J. Gates and cracks the Undisputed Champion across the head with the chair sending him rolling out of the ring underneath the bottom rope. Catching the act out of the corner of his eye, Noble runs towards Rebel but the former champion ducks underneath Noble’s clothesline attempt and dives at Kurt’s leg with a shoulder-block taking him off his feet and to the mat. Several referees make their way to the ring but Rebels is wildly swinging the chair at anything that moves causing them to stay out of the ring. Rebel asks for a microphone and after he’s handed one, walks over towards Kurt Noble, down on the mat and clutching his leg.

Rebel: This is all your fault, you know! I told you that you would be better off staying away from the Overdrive championship and keeping your nose out of my business! But you didn’t listen and you continued on your quest to clean up the APW of people like me! Well, let me let you in on a little secret, Kurt. . .I’m not going anywhere! While you may have scored the victory and won the battle at One Night in Hell, this is just the beginning of the war! So, parade around with the Overdrive Championship for a little while and pretend like you’re a big deal because at Christmas Chaos, I’m taking my championship back! As for tonight? Here’s a preview!

Rebel stomps on the injured Noble and rolls him over toward the ropes. He reaches in to his coat pocket and pulls out a set of handcuffs, while attaching one side to Noble’s arm and the other to the bottom rope. Rebel reaches to the outside of the apron and pulls up Kurt’s cane and grips it by the bottom.

Harvey: Somebody stop this!

Chase: Quit your belly-aching, Darren! Noble has been asking for this sense he stepped foot in the APW! Welcome to the big leagues, Kurt!

Johnny takes a swing and drives the cane across the leg of Noble, causing him to yell out in pain. Noble, while having nowhere to go while being attached to the bottom rope, covers up as best as possible but Rebel continues to lash out at him with the cane. Finally, Rebel winds up for one last swipe but Gates has returned to the ring and grabbed the other end of the cane ripping it from the hands of Rebel. Gates takes his own swing at Rebel, but Johnny ducks, and hightails it out of the ring and up the ramp. CJ stares down Rebel as the camera cuts backstage

The scene cuts backstage, where Nathaniel Havok is walking through the locker-room hallway. He gets to President Jeff’s office door, and hesitates before knocking.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK…

No answer…

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK…

Still nothing…

Nathaniel decides to just walk in, and opens the office door. The cameras follow Nathaniel inside as he gets a big grin on his face. The cameras look down to find Hurricane Jeff laid out, in a pool of his own blood. Nathaniel looks down at Jeff, kicking him lightly to see if he’s really knocked out. After shrugging his shoulders, Nathaniel gets an idea. He walks over to Jeff’s desk, and has a seat in Jeff’s chair. Nathaniel pulls out his cell phone, and begins dialing numbers.

color=gray]Havok: Hey bro, I think we’re going to need some help in here. It looks like Jeff fell and busted his head open, or something.[/color]

Nathaniel begins chuckling under his breath, as the cameras fade back to ringside.

Harvey: What the hell just happened to Jeff?

Chase: Looks to me like Nathaniel got his hands on Jeff, finally!

Harvey: My God, this is bad! This is real bad! Who’s going to run the company?

Chase: Who cares? Nathaniel Havok finally got his revenge!

Harvey: I’ve got bills to pay, Chase! Come on!

Chase: You’ll still get paid!

Harvey: Hopefully we’ll find out some more information in the coming days on the well-being of our President, but for now, we’re out of time! For Johnny Chase, I’m Darren Harvey, Goodnight from Wyoming!

The cameras fade out, and the APW logo appears, ending the telecast.