Meltdown - January 7, 2013 - Winnipeg Manitoba

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Dark Match
Mr Dangerous against John McBride


They both shake hands before the match got started with Mr Dangerous doing transition holds onto John McBride and John does the same thing before Mr Dangerous uses the DDT on McBride. He waits for John to get up before Mr Dangerous tries to go for a suplex but was reversed by John and uses sidewalk slam on Mr Dangerous.

Mr Dangerous was a guy that was more focused than his match with Jake Youngblood as he finally got McBride up for a suplex and then he picks him up to give him a punch to the chest before he goes behind McBride to do a backbreaker and he pins John.

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John McBride kicks out and does a few boxing punches to Mr Dangerous before Mr Dangerous gives him a massive punch to his face and John just dropped like a brick with the crowd fully behind Mr Dangerous as he then copied one of Stefan Raab's finishers which was the Release German Suplex pin as he makes the pin fall yet again.

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Winner: Mr Dangerous

The scene pans over the arena where the fans are super excited for the newest edition of Meltdown. It pans over the crowd where fan signs are being waved some reading "The Finnish Phenom Is my baby daddy", to "Logan Alexander is a Golden God, to "Kaylyn James Evans.....will you Marry Me?"

West: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the FIRST Meltdown of 2013 and we have a huge show for you this week as we have a tag team spectical of M&M taking on Christian Kane and KJE.

Harris: And thank you for that lovely non-introduction Shane. We also have Amy Zing taking on The Finnish Phenom in a match that I'm told will have title implications

West: And folks we have a treat for you to start off as I've heard the North American Champion Logan Alexander is about to make his way out here.

The lights dim and as the opening chords of ‘The Touch’ start to play. It turns out to only be an instrumental version as the lyrics don’t play along with it. The name ‘Logan Alexander’ appears on the tron and the Winnipeg crowd begins to cheer loudly for him. A video package covering many of his APW matches and several other older ones from other feds plays on the tron. One section of the crowd begins to buzz more loudly than the others, and the camera quickly focus on that section of it. Logan comes into view shortly after, with his ring jacket done up and smirking around at the fans as he makes his way through the crowd towards the ringside area, slapping outstretched hands as he goes.

West: It looks like we’re about to be joined by the APW North American champion. A few weeks ago, he was successful in retaining the title in a five pack challenge match, managing to secure a victory over Amy Zing, Donald Deruty, Kaylyn James Evans, and Tuhoa Valo. And most impressively… he did it twice!

Harris: Well that first one didn’t count! The GM’s just wanted to make sure such a shifty character as Logan Alexander didn’t cheat to retain the title, which is what he did with that sneak attack at the start of the match.

West: It might have been a sneak attack, but it was a completely legal, and I believe justified, move by the champion.

Harris: You would encourage such behaviour.

Now at the ringside barricade, Logan climbs over it and moves to climb up onto the ring apron. He climbs into the ring and looks around at the crowd, smiling back at them, before walking around to each side of the ring, spreading his arms wide and calling out to the crowd, who cheer back enthusiastically. He moves to one corner of the ring, leaning through the ropes to ask for a mic. Once he’s got hold of one from Paige, he moves back into the ring and steps out to the center of it as ‘The Touch’ fades out. The crowd is loudly chanting ‘Logan!’ over and over as he stands there looking around at them.

West: Quite a huge reaction here for the champion back in Canada for this show. We saw this for the first two matches he had on Meltdown, the last time we were in Canada.

Harris: Yeah… these Canuckleheads always seem to cheer loudest for those who don’t deserve it.

Logan raises the mic after about half a minute of unabated cheering.

LA: You know… if you people don’t settle down a little, I think mom and dad will start having fits in the back. They already don’t like the thought of me being the champion on their brand, but they surely don’t want to deal with the idea of me being popular and a potential moneymaker for them.

The crowd boos at the reference to Duvall and Harrison. Logan looks around and nods.

LA: I know how you feel. But despite how things stand between them and myself, I’m going to continue pushing ahead like I have been doing. I’ve overcome my last big challenge and stand here as a champion. I truly feel a champion now too, having held off four challengers in one match and walking out with the victory at the end of the night.

You have no idea just of gratifying that victory was as well. I’ve been receiving nothing but disrespect from people like Tuhoa Valo, Donald Deruty, Amy Zing, and Kaylyn Evans. All four of them figured that they were certain to walk out of the supershow with the championship. All four of them disregarded me as a potential victor in that match, only considering my performance as a reluctant champion and all assuming that because I wasn’t strutting around arrogantly like every other APW champion, I didn’t really want to win.

Instead, I came into the match as a hungry challenger. I was the defending champion coming in, but I didn’t show up reluctantly like everyone thought. Everyone else had their theories to comfort themselves. Amy Zing had her Mandate from Heaven. Donald Deruty had organically created luck. Evans had… delusions. Tuhoa Valo had the belief he was a god.

All my opponents had were a pack of lies to try and comfort themselves with… because in the end no mandate, luck, delusion, or belief was enough to overcome my determination, my passion, or my skill. In the end, there was one person who walked out the winner! Winnipeg! Who was that person?

Logan lifts the mic up over his head as the crowd starts chanting his name in response.

West: Well, I think the crowd agrees.

Harris: This is far too much pandering…

Logan nods as he looks around at the crowd. He then lowers the mic.

LA: It wasn’t because I believed it was my right to be the champion that let me walk out of the supershow as one. It was because I was willing to work harder than everyone else to prove that I deserved to be the one. I said I was going to be right in there until the final bell of the match fighting with all I had. My opponents didn’t believe that I would and now they’ve had two weeks to choke down their bitter failure, and to all of them I say, if you want another opportunity, earn it and face me again.

West: Wow. It sounds like Logan is laying down an offer for any of his supershow opponents to get a rematch with him.

Harris: As if he needs to put a bigger bull’s eye on his back. I’m sure those four competitors are already looking to get even with him.

LA: I’m definitely looking forward to defending my title at my next opportunity… I even have a good idea who it might be, but seeing as mom and dad don’t let me pick who I will or will not face, I’ll have to leave it in their biased hands. That also brings me to something else I wanted to address. It turns out… I made a bit of a mistake at the supershow two weeks ago. I was in such a hurry to get out of there so I could go check on Aubrey after she had been attacked by two insecure malcontents that I forgot to pick up my championship afterwards.

I didn’t realize it until after the pay per view show. My title was lost somewhere in Buffalo, or most likely was in the hands of mom or dad backstage… and I’ll be damned if I was going to ask them to return it to me. I know they’d just say no anyway. So I had to sit down and consider my options for a few days. I was thinking about the North American title… all covered in stars and stripes… the red, white, and blue… It kinda bothered me. Sure the United States might be the main driving force in North America in everyday life… Don’t boo… you know it’s a fairly accurate statement folks.

Logan looks around, holding up a cautionary finger, as there are some scattered boos from the crowd.

LA: But in the world of wrestling, you should never discount the people to the north and the south of the US of A. So, since I lacked the ‘official’ North American title I did one better and got myself a post Christmas present that I would be glad to share with all of you. Allow me to unveil MY North American title.

He reaches down and unfastens his jacket the rest of the way, revealing the custom made North American title he now wore around his waist.

He pats the title, then lifts the mic again.

LA: I’m sure wearing this may not sit well with everyone, but I’ve gotten used to taking flak for the decisions I make in this business and I think a North American championship should reflect North America and not just part of it. It’s just one more thing that I’ll fight for in this ring, just like how Aubrey and I will fight later on tonight when we take on those two malcontents that attacked her at the supershow.

M&M are looking to build up more momentum and get back to the top of the ranks in the Tag title hunt. We’re going to start that tonight by putting Evans and Kane in their place however we have to. We’re going to show all of you just how badly we want the win because we aren’t going to be satisfied by anything less than victory here tonight. Of course… that may not be enough for us, but we’ll just have to wait and see how things go before we decide that.

This is going to be the first step in a very important month for us. For M&M, we’re looking to rebound. For me personally, I’m looking to build off my success as North American champion, and knowing mom and dad, they’re going to have something planned for me before the end of the month to get this title off my waist, either on Meltdown, or perhaps even at Survive and Conquer. I’m already in the big match of the evening, with a late draw to boot, go figure, and perhaps I’ll be defending the North American championship early in the show as well before I get an opportunity against the real survivors to see just how I stack up there.

An important month… and a potentially history making month folks… For some, it started on Thursday night. For others, it was last night. For me, it’s tonight. So all of you can sit back and enjoy the show, while we find out just where this month will go.

Logan lowers the mic and ‘The Touch’ begins to play over the PA system as he exits the ring.

West: It sounds like the champ has a lot of big things in mind for this week, and the rest of January as well. It’ll start later tonight when M&M face off against Kaylyn James Evans and Christian Kane. You have to expect some retribution to be in mind for M&M after the actions of Evans and Kane, especially during the Meltdown Supershow-Christmas Chaos weekend. They potentially cost them the Tag Team championship.

Harris: Don’t make excuses for them Shane. The simple fact is that M&M were not the better team and tonight, the chosen stars of our Meltdown GM’s are going to bring the upstart M&M down another couple of notches, regardless of what M&M or all these Canadian fans think.

Logan returns the mic to Paige and then hops over the ringside barricade and heads off through the cheering crowd.

color=pink]Paige: The following Contest is scheduled for one fall and it is the Fatal Four Way, Make your Mark Match.[/color]

West: Here we go folks. This match pits four newcomers against each other to see who will stand out above all the rest. We have the returning Cid Pheonix vs. Matt Ward who has been back for a small while and Alexis who has had but a couple matches against Hannah Lee dreams, APW’s Self professed biggest fan!

Harris: If there is one way to make a big ass impact on Meltdown, it’s right here and right now for this group of folks. My guess is you have four large lumps of nothing in that ring right now who amount to jack crap. If one of these insignificant specks of dust makes it more than a couple of months, I’ll be shocked as all hell.

Paige: Introducing first, already in the ring from Chicago Illinois, MATT WARD!

Matt poses for the crowd to loud boos and jeers as he looks over at his other competitors.

Paige: And his first opponent, from Thessaloniki, Greece, ALEXIS!

Alexis struts around the ring flaunting herself to Ward and posing for the crowd as they boo loudly.

Paige: And their opponent, from Toronto Canada… HANNAH LEE DREAMS!

Hannah hops up on the turnbuckle and poses to the cheers of the fans. She pulls out a book and tries to get Matt and Alexis to sign it though they just slap her hand away.

The lights go out throughout the arena, followed by at least 20 seconds of silence. Suddenly, "One Step Closer" (DJ Maggot Theory Remix) booms over the loudspeakers, as the ActionTron springs to life with various images of urban unrest. Cid Phoenix appears from behind the curtains to deafening cheers. He pounds his chest, and takes in the moment before sauntering down the aisle. He exchanges high fives with fans, and even gets a few kisses from several ladies in the crowd before rolling beneath the ropes to stand up and await the start of the match.

Paige: Introducing Now, coming down to the ring from Brooklyn New York weighing in at 162 pounds…. CID PHIONIX

West: It’s been quite a while since Cid has graced APW with his presence. He seems to have a whole new attitude. Let’s hope that Cid is here to stay this time and can contribute something real to APW.

Harris: Doubtful. I think it’s a crock of shit that Cid gets a full entrance and the two beautiful ladies don’t have a chance to strut their stuff! It’s a conspiracy.

Alexis vs. Matt Ward vs. Hannah Lee Dreams vs. Cid Phoenix

The four all take their corners and look at each other. Hannah charges Alexis and tackles her down, slamming her head against the mat. Alexis gets the better of her and does the same. The two ladies brawl around the ring till they fall to the outside. Inside the ring, Matt Ward charges right into a BALL Breaker by Matt Ward sending him stumbling around in pain. Cid hits a short arm Clothesline followed by an Exploder Suplex. He gets a quick Near fall on Matt Ward and pulls him back to his feet with a sleeper slam in the middle of the ring and a Samoan Drop that gets another two count. He then whips Matt into the corner and sets him up for a HUGE Huracanrana and makes another cover.

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BROKEN UP BY ALEXIS and HANNAH!


West: It’s all Pheonix right here folks and he came out with firing on all cylinders trying to prove that he’s a force to be reckoned with here in APW.

Harris: That oaf Matt Ward looks like he’s had a few too many twinkies over Christmas break! But who cares about them, what about that amazing catfight outside the ring… I think I saw a boob, or it could have been a very lovely elbow!

Hannah and Alexis punch and kick Pheonix till he’s backed in the corner getting double teamed by them. They pull him out and whip him into the ropes and come with a double clothesline. But he ducks under and bounces off the ropes with a HUGE spinning wheel kick that takes both of them down! He pulls Alexis up and delivers a Bridging Northern Lights Suplex to get a two count before she kicks out. HE drops a guillotine leg Drop on Alexis and turns around to catch Hannah with a Diving Superkick. He hits a Rolling Thunder on APW’s Biggest fan and makes another cover getting a near fall. He pulls both Hannah and Alexis up and drops them with a huge DDT. He then catches a charging Matt Ward with a kick to the gut followed by a Jumping Piledriver. He then pulls the three opponents together in a large pile before ascending to the top rope.

West: What in GOD’s Name is he doing now?

Harris: He’s dominated this entire match, it’s time for him to put his final seal on it!

Cid poses for the fans before leaping off with DEATH FROM ABOVE as he hits all three with the splash. They all roll off in pain and he crawls over to Ward for the cover.

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Winner: Cid Pheonix

Paige: Winner of this match by pinfall… CID PHOENIX!

West: Huge win by Cid Pheonix!

Harris: Bay, hope he revels in it now while he can. These wins will be few and far between.

Cid hops up and celebrates his win on the turnbuckles as Matt, Alexis, and Hannah make their way to the back and Cid continues to celebrate.

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::"The Hong Kong Sensation" Amy Zing is in the back of the arena near the catering area. She is already dressed to compete, just getting a bottle of water. As she walks to the back, one of the backstage crew people stops her for a quick picture. Amy leans in for a pose with the guy, who snaps the pic. The guy thanks her and Amy keeps walking.::

Mannie: Look at this!

::Mannie eyeballs Amy from across the corridor as him and Uncle Charlie shake their heads.::

Mannie: What a waste, she has only been here for a couple of months and she thinks people really care about taking a photo with her. I mean who wants to take a photo with a non-factor like her when “The Main Attraction” is back. She has done nothing and will never be anything but a pretty face.


Amy: "Well I don't think that's very nice. I don't seem to recall you doing much here either."

Mannie: Nice? Ha you must be joking, No one cares about Amy Zing and no one ever will.

Amy: "There's no need to be rude."

::Uncle Charlie begins to walk in a circle around Amy Zing, who seems be confused as to why Uncle Charlie is checking her out. Uncle Charlie finally stops as he steps face to face to Amy, and opens up his suit to reach into a pocket as he pulls out a stack of 100 dollar bills.::

Amy: “Can I help you?”

Uncle Charlie: Listen up, I’m going to make you an offer. You can keep living the lie of being a pro-wrestler, Or you can become my new “Bottom Bitch” and we can take this world by storm.

::Uncle Charlie unravels the stack of bills and starts throwing crunched up 100’s at Amy Zing, Now be a good hoe and pick daddy’s money up. Uncle Charlie and Mannie start laughing at Amy Zing. Amy tilts her head at them as she steps back a bit, placing her hands on her hips. Out of no where, she nails [Uncle Charlie] in the head with a high kick, knocking him down.::

Amy: "I told you..."

::Before Amy can finish her sentence, Young Mannie takes Amy down with a big lariat clothesline.::

Mannie: Looks like we have failure to communicate, You should’ve taken my Uncle’s offer. But no you had to be a dumb ass, Now look at you. Your nothing and I will make you realize that. Amy you don’t deserve to be here and I will not let up, You hear me?

::Uncle Charlie who is recovering and clutching his jaw, begins to get some extra stomps after which he fixes his hair with his comb while Mannie fixes up his clothes. Uncle Charlie tries to do some more damage but Mannie hold him back.::

Uncle Charlie: Yeah you ain’t shit and remember that because you ain’t seen the last of me…You Bitch You!!!

::Mannie and Uncle Charlie leave the scene carrying on the same conversation that was going before Amy Zing overheard them::

West: Was that even called for?

Harris: Called for? She struck Uncle Charlie first, and all he did was offered her a new career as a way out of her failing wrestling career. If you ask me she was ungrateful.

West: Ungrateful…What are you talking about? He threw crunched 100 dollar bills at her and then asked to be her pimp. He deserved to be hit.

Harris: I bet you won’t tell Mannie that! He just laid out Amy Zing without breaking a sweat. “The Main Attraction” is back, and Amy Zing seems to be the first witness.




Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall….

“Going in Blind” begins to play. Jake takes a few steps down the entrance ramp. He adjusts his wrist tape as he slowly makes his way to the ring. Jake slides underneath the bottom rope and runs up the nearest turnbuckle. He raises his hands as the fans cheer.

Paige: Introducing First from Evansville Indiana and weighing in at 195 pounds. He is JAKE YOUNGBLOOD.

West: Jake was impressive in his debut here in APW and now has a chance to really shine against a relative newcomer.

Harris: He’s just another goodie two shoes who panders to the masses. And he hasn’t faced anyone of any significance yet. Let’s see what he does against a true megastar.

The opening drumbeat to "A Devil In God's Country" by Lamb of God blares over the PA system and once the riff starts Evan comes out with a cocky smirk on his face, he kisses an attractive woman at ringside before he rolls into the ring and poses for the crowd as they boo him.

Paige: And his opponent from Edinburgh, Scotland and weighing in at 260 poundes….EVAN MCDONALD.

West: Evan McDonald has been up and down so far lately on Meltdown. And he’s trying to get that one big win to get on the right track.

Harris: And you honestly think Jake friggin Youngblood is that win? Look, McDonald is a hell of a talent and the freaks in charge of this God Forsaken show won’t let him shine.

Evan McDonald vs. Jake YoungBlood

Evan and Jake Tieup in the middle of the ring, but Evan easily shoves Jake into the corner. As he goes to pummel him, Jake counters and hits a series of Mauy Thai Kicks while backing Evan into the corner instead. Evan counters out of it with a thumb to the eye and a huge Clothesline that takes Jake off his feet. He hooks Jake for a Piledriver, but Jake counters and hits a Back Body Drop. As Evan gets up, Jake tries for a Dragon Sleeper, but Evan powers out of it and into a staling suplex dropping hard in the middle of the ring. He locks a sleeper hold on Jake, wearing him down. Jake finally gets to the ropes to break the hold. Evan grabs Jake again, but Youngblood counters with an elbow strike into Evan’s face followed by a standing dropkick. Jake grabs him for a capture suplex, but Evan counters out of it and hits a huge HANGMAN neckbreaker followed by a cover.

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KICKOUT!

West: Good, fast paced action from the two rookies. Evan’s power is definitely coming into play here.

Harris: Of course it is and that gives him the advantage.

Evan stomps away on Jake before picking him up for a big HEadbutt sending him down hard. He hooks Jake into another Sleeper hold and locks this one in the center of the ring. The ref checks on Jake repeatedly and goes to raise his hand.

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KICKOUT

Evan glares as he pulls Jake up and hits him with a Powerbomb in the middle of the ring. The crowd boos as Evan taunts his opponent. Evan then rolls him over and locks in an STF… pulling back hard on the head of Jake Youngblood. Jake struggles, held in the hold for a long time but finally fights to the ropes. Evan slams his hands on the Mat in frustration and stalks Jake. Jake gets up and gets a kick in his gut. Evan looks to go for the Scottish pride, but Jake counters with a Schwein out of nowhere taking Evan down.


West: Jake manages to counter out, but he’s taken quite a beating. It may take a lot for him to get the upperhand here.

Harris: And don’t forget, Evan is much bigger and obviously more talented than the little shrimp. Youngblood is fighting a losing battle.

Jake gets to his feet and catches a rising Evan from behind with a German Suplex. He locks in the Muta Lock and applies as much pressure as possible, but Evan manages to power out of it eventually. Evan goes for a clothesline, but Jake avoids it, grabs Evan and hits a Dragon Suplex. He then pulls Evan back up and drills him with a Northern Lights suplex and manages to bridge up for the pin.

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Kickout!

Jake gets up and quickly hits a Tiger Suplex on Evan. He then locks him with a dragon Sleeper and follows with a body scissors in the middle of the ring. Evan struggles to get out of it, but Jake has it locked on quite well. Evan manages to get his arm up and into the face of Youngblood and repeatedly rakes the face forcing him to break the hold. As they both rise, Jake gets caught trying to kick Evan but counters with an enziguri taking Evan down. He covers.

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Kickout!

West: Jake somehow is turning this one around!

Harris: He’s cheating, he’s GOT to be cheating!

Jake pulls Evan up and hooks him for the Young, wild & Restless but Evan floats behind him, drops to a knee and delivers a HARD Low Blow. He then rolls Jake Youngblood up.

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THREE!

Winner: Evan McDonald

Paige: Winner of this match by pinfall… EVAN MCDONALD!

West: NO! Evan steals a win there!

Harris: It’s only stealing if you get caught. He simply took what was his!

Evan celebrates his win to the back!

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Get Up” by Korn blares on the speakers of the Winnipeg stadium. The lights go out and shortly after relight to reveal a formally dressed Donald Deruty standing upon the top of the entrance ramp. He looks upon all of the cheering and chanting fans. He is dressed in a new white suit and tie with gold buttons, none of which is holding the jacket together by the seams. As he stands upon the entrance ramp a microphone is seen grasped by his right hand. Moments pass as the fans begin to cheer multiple cheers.

Crowd: DER-U-TY, DER-U-TY, DER-U-TY!

After listening to the multiple cheers and chants he proceeds to make his way towards the ring as the fans await upon anticipation. He walks down the ramp, high fives some fans, and heads towards the steel steps. One foot at a time he walks up the steps before entering the ring through the middle rope. He continues to make his way towards the middle of the ring with the crowd still cheering for the highly anticipated future star of APW.

Then “Hear Me Now” by Hollywood comes upon the speakers as a casually dressed Roy Speede walks out from the back. He then makes his way towards the ring also giving high fives and smiling to the crowd as they begin to chant.

Crowd: SPE-EDE, SPE-EDE, SPE-EDE!

Roy goes step by step up the steel stairs and enters the ring by the side of his tag team partner Donald Deruty. Silence comes from Donald's mouth once again before raising the microphone to his lips. He takes a breath and a small yet inviting smirk comes across the Action Packed Wrestler's face.

Donald Deruty: I would like to first welcome you to Meltdown, and then proceed to thank you for allowing us to be here in such a great city like Winnipeg. Although it truly is amazing, I am not here in this very ring to talk about something as simple as that. I am here to talk about the events that occurred upon the nights of the 22nd and 23rd of December. Or as others know it as the Meltdown SuperShow, and Christmas Chaos.

Within 24 hours I was given the task and challenge to be in two grueling championship matches, both in which I was just inches away from walking away with a leather belt wrapped around my waist. Also within the match was fellow Meltdown superstars Tuhoa Valo and Amy Zing, if I may add, the main event of this evening. Now I don't recall either of them being just inches away from breaking up the pinfall from the reining and current North American Champion Logan Alexander. If my memory does do me well, I remember that individual being just seconds late to break the pinfall was none other than yours truly. It is then implied that Donald Deruty, myself was a high competitor within that match and proved that I could hang with such high caliber superstars and champions such as Logan Alexander, yet my opponents was both caught within the match as one was pinned and the other did nothing but stand there as Logan retained the North American Championship.

Now after hearing such words and seeing such actions from the event you would think that the one that was just inches away from continuing on the match would be main eventing the next Meltdown. Yet that man, yours truly is stuck within yet another tag match, against two veterans looking to make another start in this company and begin another run at success. Later on tonight they will learn that it isn't their era anymore. It isn't their time to shine and have their name carved upon the gold of a championship, it is individuals like Roy Speede, Kaylyn James Evans, Audrey Parker, Logan Alexander, and yours truly's time to shine. Yet none of these individuals are named upon the main event. The main event is filled within the names of Tuhoa Valo and Amy Zing, the two individuals that was both caught within the action of the main event at the SuperShow.

Donald looks at the crowd before continuing on.

Donald Deruty: Now what kind of crowd wants to see a main event with two competitors that was caught in the action at the Meltdown SuperShow? Those two individuals are deserving of the opportunity, don't get my ranting wrong, they are both very well competitors that can hold their own, if they weren't then they wouldn't be within the company of APW. All I ask is, isn't there more deserving competitors? I feel as if I am being over looked by many competitors and the APW Universe. I have held my own within two huge championship matches already within my career, although my nights were both ended with disappointment.

Individuals such as “The Silver Lining” and myself should be one of the most cherished tag teams within Action Packed Wrestling, and two of the most valuable wrestlers upon the Meltdown roster, yet we are stuck with two veterans hoping to get another break and make another name for themselves within this business? Well this week, “The Silver Lining” and myself are going to make an example of both veterans, Eric Steel and Warren Peace, later on tonight. We are going to prove that we have what it takes to become the new break out superstars of 2013. Names have been thrown around already that are destined for greatness, Evan Envi had a huge paper wrote upon the year of Evan Envi is 2013, as well as Tuhoa Valo was said that 2013 would be his year just a few weeks ago at the SuperShow. Although nothing is being said about the names of Roy Speede and Donald Deruty having a break out year in 2013.

The experts and commentary can put their opinions into the boiling pot, but that is all they are, opinions. I speak the near future, the year of 2013 will be the year of Roy Speede and Donald Deruty, and we are going to show everyone sitting in these very seats in Winnipeg, everyone sitting in their respected homes watching on national television, and Action Packed Wrestling management that we are the real deal, and 2013 is the year of Roy Speede and Donald Deruty.

The crowd uproars and continues chants after listening to the words from Deruty.

Crowd: SPE-EDE AND DER-U-TY, SPE-EDE AND DER-U-TY, SPE-EDE AND DER-U-TY!

Donald hands the microphone to Roy as he then proceeds to hold the microphone up to his mouth while the crowd awaits with anticipation.

Roy Speede: Donald is exactly correct. We are the future of APW, I even appeared last week on Overdrive and competed with one of the most famous men on that was on the tag team market Kurt Noble. Donald and myself have proven time and time again that we are worthy of being mentioned with huge names such as Chris Hart and Kurt Noble. Although their history of being a tag team is overwhelming, it is not impossible to repeat. You see, Donald and myself have the chemistry and charisma to be able to have a successful career as a tag team.

We are two wrestlers that are not to be messed with here in Action Packed Wrestling and this week we are here to prove that to everyone here and at home. Eric Steel and Warren Peace may have the experience and history of being in Action Packed Wrestling, but they have not faced any competitors like Donald and myself before. This week Donald and myself are out to prove ourselves, we have proved that we could hang with the best tag teams in the business and now it is time for us to prove that we are the best tag team in the business. This week is nothing but a warm up to what to come. The year 2013 is young, and unlike Eric Steel and Warren Peace, we are starting it off on a good note. So if you don't think that Donald and myself have what it takes to claim the Tag Team Championships from Bailey and Hopkins then this week is going to enlighten you. 2013 is the year for Donald and myself and it has only begun.

CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW!?

“Hear Me Now” by Hollywood Undead blares on the speakers as Roy lowers the microphone and they both exit the ring. The crowd goes wild as they make their way to the exit of the ramp and back into the back of the locker room.






NICK PAGE
“The following match is for one fall. Introducing first, she hails from Los Angeles California and weighs in at one hundred and twenty-five pounds…NIOBE ‘NIGHTMARE’ MARTIN!”

As the opening of “Nightmare” by Avenged Sevenfold starts to play, the video flashes on the titantron of a camera panning up a grassy hill at night slowly until it gets to the top, panning from left to right, lightning flashing in the sky as the opening guitar rift plays. Niobe appears on the hilltop, standing with her legs shoulder width apart, arms down at her sides as she slowly makes her way down the hill before breaking into a run just as the beginning lyrics play...

Nightmare!
Now your nightmare comes to life...

Niobe comes running out from behind the curtain, stopping at the top of the ramp briefly to extend her arms out to the sides.

Dragged you down below
Down to the devils show
To be his guest forever
Peace of mind is less than never…

As the lyrics of the song continue to play, she drops her arms and walks down the ramp, sliding under the bottom rope of the ring. She stands up and throws off the hood of her jacket, pointing a finger at the crowd with a smile.

They say we wanted attention

Those five words of “Ignite” by Noisestorm, None Like Joshua & Veela immediately interrupts Niobe’s theme and causes her to glare at the stage to see their opponent.

We really need a platform to teach a lesson
Well hey you forgot to mention
We're living for the melody in our head

A purple-haired lady comes out from the backstage area with a black jacket draped over her shoulders. The fans gives out a rather mixed response to this woman they knew as one Robina Hood.

Oh are we pretentious?
Or do we have stories boiling in us?
Poor fool, you're not gonna get to us
We don't even notice this...

As that voice continued to sing she walks to the top of the stage and throws her arms up high in the air, causing the jacket to fly off her shoulder and onto the floor. She proceeds to make her way down the aisle towards the ring. Some of the fans cheered, some booed and some of the younger members stayed nervously silent as Robina walked pass them, her eyes not blinking away from her opposition.

I haven't seen the sun
In over sixty-seven days
The time is moving
With the heavens when I said to wait
The room is growing smaller
And the days are getting shorter
But I have to stay awake
Cause this could change the world

Suddenly a male voice began to sing, at a faster rate than the female voice that came beforehand, and as the voice sung Robina made her way to ringside. She was a bit slow to go over to the ring steps as the female's eyes remained fully focused on her opponent, almost as if planning when to pounce.

NICK PAGE
“Introducing her opponent…from Sherwood Forest…weighing in at one hundred and thirty-two pounds……ROBINA HOOD!”

And it's time to tell the people
When nobody will
It's time to bring the life
To what I've written with a quill
I must create, then innovate
And let it see the light
And when I'm done, I will be changing
Now watch me ignite!

She walks up the ring steps, halfway across the apron and steps into the ring as the song continued. Once in the ring Robina kept her eyes on her opponent, pointed a finger at him/her and states that “you're going to die!” but when ‘watch me ignite’ goes through the system, the female spins 270 degrees and punches the air, getting a louder yet still mixed reaction from the people in the arena. Miss Hood then simply stands there and glared her eyes towards her opponent as the referee pats her boots, checking for any weapons stashed in there, while her theme slowly dies out.

SHANE WEST
“Well here is the debuting Robina Hood and, if anything, she’s a bit unsettling.”

DICK HARRIS
“Hah! You think she’s unsettling, just look back at my old days back in Japan and you’ll truly see the definition of unsettling.”

Even though originally sounding cruel the purple-haired female extended her right hand out in some kind of sporting gesture.

SHANE WEST
“Well that’s quite nice, clearly Miss Hood respects the rather impressive Niobe Martin and it looks like Niobe is going to kindly accept this handshake…HEY! What was that red mist that came out Robina’s mouth!?! And its clearly hurting Niobe, what a cheap move!”

DICK HARRIS
“More like a smart move.”

Robina Hood vs. Niobe Martin

Even though Shane didn’t like the move, the Asian mist clearly gave the forest-dweller the advantage as Niobe ended up being into a corner out of instinct. The senior official was about to reprimand the aggressor but the expression he got off Robina made him simply back off, turn around and signal for the bell to be sounded. With the match officially beginning the Brit has cornered Martin and began a barrage of elbow strikes to the face, forearm shots to either chest or face and stiff knee strikes to her gut. The Winnipeg native were begin to boo at this purple-haired woman but she clearly couldn’t give a rat’s arsed about any of the negativity directed towards her as she continue to pummel a rather defenceless Niobe until the referee finally had the guts to get between the two and push Robina back. After getting her back the referee told the female the basic ‘I’m not afraid to disqualify you’ warning but it was replied with “fuck off!” before Robina moved back towards Niobe…only to be greeted by Martin diving off the top ropes, clotheslining the younger female down. This was greeted by a loud cheer as Niobe got right back up, ran towards the ropes and bounce back to nail Robina, who just got back up to her feet, with another clothesline. This times Martin simply waits for Hood to stand before simply taking her down with another clothesline. The crowd were cheering heavily for Niobe as she climbed onto the top ropes but, with Robina in her current position, it would be impossible for her to hit either the Hallucination or the Phantasm Horror…so she jumped off to try a corkscrew elbow drop.

SHANE WEST
“Oh god Robina rolled out of the way. And I think Niobe has landed awkwardly on her arm!”

DICK HARRIS
“Well it serves her right for taking one risk too many, now it looks like Robina is going to capitalise on this.”

Indeed Robina plans to capitalise as she dragged Niobe out of the ring, towards the steel steps and placed her right arm upon it before pressing her foot down on Niobe’s hand so she can’t pull her arm away. The referee was demanding the girls to go back in the ring but Robina had other plans as she verbally taunted Niobe before raising her other boot up and slamming it down on her opponent’s elbow.

SHANE WEST
“Oh god how merciless, Robina is literally aiming to break Niobe’s arm!”

DICK HARRIS
“Not just any part of the arm, the elbow…destroy the elbow then your forearm, wrist and hand is completely useless.”

Even though the commentators were speaking Niobe screams of pain were very easy to hear and, if anything, this brought a rather captivated expression on Robina’s face. This expression was replaced by a grin as she raised up her foot again and began to repeatedly stomp down on Niobe’s vulnerable elbow, each stomp electing an anguished scream out of the Californian’s lips. After the thirteenth rapid stomp she moved off and quickly followed the obviously wounded Martin back into the ring as she rolled under the bottom rope. Possibly an arm submission would be more than enough to seal victory but the forest gal seem to have other plans as she grabbed and dragged Niobe towards the ropes by her blonde locks. Robina continued the dragging until she had her opponent sitting on the middle rope with her legs dangling on the inside while her chest was leaning against the top rope from the outside. The senior official was about to check on the condition of Niobe’s right elbow but the younger competitor had different ideas as she clutched the blonde’s hair again and drag it downwards, causing her throat to be deeply pressed against the top rope, before beginning a barrage of knee strikes to Miss Martin’s face. The fans were booing hatefully towards this and it was until the official’s count reached four that the newcomer finally stops her attack and backed away slightly, again having the official warn her with a possible disqualification.

DICK HARRIS
“He can reprimand her all he likes, I don’t think Robina Hood gives a damn.”

SHANE WEST
“This match is pass over, this girl should be disqualified and banned for such dangerous behaviour.”

DICK HARRIS
“I personally like this lack of care for the opposition, after all she haven’t broke any rules yet.”

SHANE WEST
“But what about just then? And what about the incident with the stairs?”

DICK HARRIS
“She had to five to stop and that’s what Robina did. She also had up to ten to get back in the ring and that is also what she did. So this purple haired lady isn’t breaking any rules of some kind.”

Robina was about to reach for Niobe but the official got in the way and demanded her to stop…which was met by being disrespectfully flicked off by the woman before turning around. The moment she turned around Miss Hood was met with some kind of superkick, but unfortunately the Brit caught the boot perfectly and spun her opponent around…only to be met with a rather devastating dragon whip. The crowd cheered at this surprise counterattack as Martin hastily dragged herself to the top rope and…BAM! She nails the Phantasm Horror, causing the entire arena to cheer greatly for this hurt girl.

SHANE WEST
“The Phantasm Horror! It’s over! Niobe’s arm is clearly hurt but she hooks the leg with her good arm. One…two…oh my god how did Robina manage to regain enough wit to grab the bottom rope.”

DICK HARRIS
“That’s ring sense for you Shane, Martin’s only flaw was that she forgot to keep Robina away from the ropes.”

Instead of complaining to the referee Niobe grabbed Miss Hood’s arm and locks in an anaconda vice. Now it is Robina’s turn to cry out in pain as Martin kept making the hold tighter and tighter, but still the purple haired lady chose to squirm and suffer over tapping out in her debut match. The crowd were chanting ‘tap’ are a loud rate and half of them booed while the other half clapped when Robina’s free arm was barely able to grab the bottom rope. Even though the face Niobe tightened her hold even more before finally letting go at the count of four.

DICK HARRIS
“See Shane, Niobe knew she had until the count of five so she took advantage…the only difference is that the people cheer her for it while they boo Robina for the exact same thing.”

And indeed the crowd were cheering for the woman from the City of Angels as she got up to her feet only to aggressively stomp away at her original assaulter. The official knew why she was doing this and reach for Niobe, accidentally touching her left elbow…this caused the female to turn around with a pissed off look on her face while clutching her elbow. Obviously there is some kind of injury there, the matter of it being either long-term or short-term is still unknown. But this slight distraction gave Robina more than enough time to get back up to her feet. But when she went for her Execution clothesline Niobe ducked causing the Brit to stumble towards the official yet stopping herself in time from knocking out the ref. When she turned around Robina caught the foot, that Niobe tried to kick her with, and spun it round but ducked this time, causing Martin’s dragon whip the knock the official out cold.

SHANE WEST
“Oh god, the ref has almost got decapitated right there! At least Niobe is checking on the official’s well-being…but hey, what are you doing over here Robina? Hey! Put down that chair!”

Robina picked up the chair and held it in a position that pointed it towards the floor while backing lightly towards the ring. Martin realised that the official wasn’t hit too badly spotted her opponent, bent over the second rope and reached for her enemy’s purple locks. CRACK!

SHANE WEST
“Oh my god! Robina just crashed that chair right between Niobe’s eyes…and look! She’s bleeding! Somebody goddamn disqualify Robina for such actions.”

DICK HARRIS
“Well if the ref haven’t seen it, then anything and everything is fair play.”

SHANE WEST
“But Niobe is bleeding! And look at that sick bi…woman, she’s smiling, as if excited about what she has done.”

And indeed Robina was smiling from ear to ear as she dropped the chair. Miss Hood slid into the ring and hooked both of Niobe’s legs, patiently waiting for the official to crawl over and start the count.

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SHANE WEST
“What is Robina doing!?! Why did that sick woman stop covering Niobe!?!”

DICK HARRIS
“Maybe she doesn’t think its over yet.”

While the commentators spoke out the referee gather enough composure to stand up and try to check on the, obviously out-of-it, Niobe Martin. But before he could stand Robina pushed him out of the way and simply sat down on Martin’s chest, causing words of absolute hatred to spew out of Canadian crowd. The senior official didn’t want to do it but he began to do his count.

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DING! DING! “Ignite” by Noisestorm, None Like Joshua & Veela began to play as the referee reluctantly rose Robina’s hand in victory as she stood up.

NICK PAGE
“You’re winner of the match…Robina Hood!”

The crowd were booing to high hell as Robina bowed towards them with a cocky smirk on her face while the EMTs rushed down to the ring to check on Niobe’s left elbow.

SHANE WEST
“I don’t think I’ve seen anything near the amount of disrespect shown by anyone, in their debut match, in my entire life!”

DICK HARRIS
“Disrespectful, yes, but she is damn near impressive.”

SHANE WEST
“I just hope Niobe’s injury isn’t too bad and that she’ll get her revenge on this woman soon.”

While the commentators spoke Robina Hood made her way to the top of the stage and cockily bowed towards the audience, electing another surge of boos from them before turning around and finally going through the black curtains. It wasn’t long after this that Meltdown faded out to a commercial break.

[T-Marv]

We cut backstage to the office of Alexander Duvall and Sienna Harrison. Currently, Sienna is situated on the sofa in front of her laptop, one leg crossed over the other, made up in a black skirt and white top, glasses resting at the end of her nose, earning a series of whistles from many in the audience. There is a knock at the door and Sienna smiles faintly to herself, closing the laptop and looking up.

Sienna: Come on in!

The door opens and Winnipeg audience responds in a mixed reaction as Meltdown newcomer Robina Hood steps into the office. She looks a bit confused at first, but forces a smile at Sienna.

Robina: Hi?

Sienna: Glad you came. Take a seat.

Robina: I didn't come here to...

Sienna: ...Please. Take a seat.

Sienna gestures to a chair next to the sofa. Robina sighs and sits down.

Robina: Anyway...why have called a newcomer, like me, into your office?

Sienna: Because... you're perfect.

Robina blinks a few times, at first taken aback by the statement-- or at least from the seemingly random person uttering it.

Robina: Perfect? Why am I...or what am I perfect for?

Sienna: Niobe Martin is a disease. You know that. I know that. I want to congratulate you on your win from earlier tonight, and I... I want you to finish the job next week. You and Niobe Martin, one-on-one in a rematch. Except this time, I want you to do a little bit more than beat her. I want you to-

Robina: Injure her?

Sienna: Hahaha, noooo, no, no. I mean-- I can't fault you if an accident happens but...

Sienna shrugs.

Sienna: I just want you to show the world what you can do. And I want you to make an example out of Martin in the process. That's all. This is all about you, Robina.

Robina nods slowly.

Robina: A second chance to make an example out of Niobe Martin...she's behind me now...but I accept your offer.

Sienna: Fantastic.

There's an uneasy pause.

Robina: So, is that truly all you need me for.

Sienna: Of course. Of course... Consider yourself free to go.

Without another word, Robina stands up and gives Sienna a questionable look before turning and making her way back to the door.

Sienna: Oh, and Robina!

Robina turns. Sienna adjusts her glasses, looking at Robina over the top of her lenses.

Sienna: I'll have a close eye on you.

Robina: Right...

Robina turns and sighs, making her way out of the office while the scene fades to black on Sienna's smiling face.



When we return to the ring, "Can You Hear Me Now?" is playing over the PA system. Roy Speede and Donald Deruty are at ringside, shaking hands and signing autographs for fans.

Paige: The following tag team bout is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, at ringside, at a combined weight of four hundred and twelve pounds, the team of Donald Deruty and Roy Speeeeeeeeeede!

"Hi Haters" plays throughout the PA system as the crowd boos the song, realizing who's coming.

West: Oh my-- is this who I think it is?!

Harris: IT'S STEEEEEEEEEEL, BABAAAAAY!

Eric Steel comes from the curtains, walking with a little swagger to his step. He smirks as he continue to stroll along with a chip on his shoulder.

Paige: And their opponents, at a combined weight of four hundred and thirty-two pounds...[/coor]

He walks up the stairs, raising his right arm in the air. Soon, Warren Peace emerges from the back, garnering a deep mixed reaction from the crowd. Many cheer him, while most boo wholeheartedly.

West: And Warren Peace?! What year is this?!

Harris: WATCH how you talk about last year's Rising Star!

Paige: ...The team of, Eric Steel and WARRRENNNN PEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAACE!

Peace and Steel enter the ring, grinning at Deruty and Speede who look a bit taken aback... But prepared.

Roy Speede & Donald Deruty vs Warren Peace & Eric Steel

Speede and Deruty slap hands and it’s Speede who starts off against Steel. Speede starts the match off with a series of Clothesline, but Steel is able to fend him off after a few seconds with a rake to the eyes unbeknownst to the ref. He follows up with a Running DDT, followed by a Spinning Wheel Kick, and finally finishes up with a Swinging Neckbreaker. Speed points to the ropes and mocks Roy Speede to the chagrin of the audience. He hits the middle rope and springboards off, twisting through the air for a Phoenix Splash, but Speede rolls out of the way! Eric Steel roars out in pain as he slams into the canvas and Speede hits him with a Dropkick, and then a second, and then a third! Speede screams back into the electric crowd that’s gotten behind him and shoots the ropes, nailing a Twin Leg Drop across Steel’s neck! Speede throws Steel into his corner and tags in Deruty, to the crowd’s delight.

West: These guys are both fan favorites and it’s no secret why! They’re taking everything they’ve got to the veteran Eric Steel!

Harris: Warren Peace doesn’t look too concerned about his partner here.

Speede and Deruty level Steel with a Double Snap Suplex before Speede rolls up. Deruty hooks the far leg for the cover.

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West: And it’ll take more than a Suplex to put the returning Steel away! He’s looking to make 2013 this year!

Harris: Well, he’d better try harder than he’s trying right now. Roy Speede is no pushover. He proved that last week on Overdrive against Kurt Noble.

West: And he gets another opportunity this Thursday night in Liverpool when he goes one on one with the man he pinned to EVERYBODY’S surprise back in November... Delikado.

Deruty plants Steel with an Even Flow DDT. He goes up to the top rope and dives off for a Diving Headbutt, but Steel rolls out of the ring! Deruty groans and climbs to his feet, holding his head-- but he’s swifty taken to the mat with a Discus Clothesline! Speede crawls to his corner and tags in Warren Peace while Deruty tags Speede back in! Speede climbs to the top rope and dives off for a Diving Clothesline, but Peace side-steps. Speede tries to land gracefully on his feet, but Warren Peace hits a Reverse DDT! Peace then locks in the Figure Four Leg Lock, earning a pop from the audience. Speede struggles and writhes in the move for nearly thirty seconds before he starts to go limp and the ref counts his shoulders to the mat.

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West: Speede needs to get out of this! The Figure Four, a patented finishing maneuver by our World Heavyweight Champion, Phil Atken, is dangerous for many reasons, as Warren Peace is displaying right here, right now.

After another few seconds, Speede sits upward and begins to fire away at Peace’s forehead and temples! Eventually Warren Peace is forced to break the hold and Speede runs at him, but is deflected with a Back Body Drop! Peace holds onto the ropes, breathing heavily and turns, taking Speede down with a Running Dropkick! Speede gets up slowy and Peace fires with another few right hands, backing Speede into his corner. Deruty tags himsef in and takes Peace down with a Clothesline. Peace rolls into the ropes, forcing Deruty to relent.

Harris: Get Deruty off of him, ref!

West: Donald Deruty is taking the fight to Warren Peace!

Deruty charges at Peace, but Peace counters it with a low Dropkick to the knee. Deruty falls across the middle rope throat-first and rolls back. Peace tackles him and rolls him up for a Schoolboy!

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Harris: Oh... PURE luck.

West: Deruty’s up, and Warren Peace is going right back after him!

Warren Peace begins to stomp at Donald Deruty, cornering him. He pulls Deruty away and hits a DDT followed by a Running Senton Splash. To the crowd’s dismay, he laughs and applauds himself, but stops abruptly as he sees that Eric Steel is looking for a tag in. Peace sighs and the crowd gives him a mixed reaction as far as what to do... And finally Peace gets up and tags Eric Steel in. Steel smirks and rushes into the ring, stomping away at Deruty until Deruty is forced to roll away. Deruty hops up to his feet and Steel Irish Whips him across the ring, however-- Roy Speede grabs Steel from behind, around his throat, and falls back, snapping the back of his neck over the top rope!

Harris: Hey--!

West: Some excellent tag teaming by Speede and Deruty!

Harris: Oh, WHAT? Double standaaaaaaaaaaaard!

Steel staggers forward into a Super Kick from Donald Deruty! Steel falls to the mat and Deruty lifts him up onto his shoulders before driving him down with a Samoan Slam-- the Dead and Forgotten! Speede enters the ring and counts along with the ref as Deruty makes the cover and Warren Peace shakes his head, glaring from the apron.

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Paige: Here are your winners... Roy Speede and Donald Deruty!

West: Huge win over the returning Eric Steel and Warren Peace for Speederuty tonight!

Harris: ...Speederuty? Is that what you’re gonna call ‘em now?

West: Where’s Peace going?!

Peace trudges angrily up the ramp while Speede and Deruty celebrate in the ring.

[T-Marv]

West: Well folks, I've been looking forward to this next match, a huge Tag Contest and.....Oh what now?

The jumbo tron shifts a bit and a smiling Alexander Duvall is shown sitting in his office with a HUGE smile on his face.

Duvall: Ladies and Gentlemen, I know you want to get to the action in the ring, so unlike Overdrive and Asylum I will not bore you with constant backstage interuptions!

The crowd can be heard booing loudly. He just continues smiling, ignoring the fans.

Duvall: As you all know... here at Meltdown we like to keep things exciting and competitive. If you are lucky enough to hold a MELTDOWN brand title, it doesn't mean you can just flaunt it around like a right jackass! It also doesn't mean that you're safe and sound.....even if you're NOT on my roster.

West: What is he cooking up?

Duvall: Therefore in TWO weeks on MELTDOWN the Dying Breed will be DEFENDING their title!

The crowd actually cheers loudly!

Duvall: Against the WINNERS of this next Match! Enjoy Winnipeg!

The tron fades off.

Harris: WOW! What a huge announcement by our General Manager, and that's why we put the other two shows to SHAME!


Paige: The following tag team contest is scheduled for ONE fall!

"What you get is what you see
it won't take much to get hooked on me
so shoot me right into your skin
and i will be your heroin

the side-effects are sexual
are you down for a taste?
the side-effects are sexual
and you love the way i say

I'm your favorite drug
your favorite drug
just one hit is never enough
i'm your favorite drug
your favorite drug
you cant break this addiction no.
your favorite drug...."

Paige: Introducing first, hailing from Brooklyn, New York, she is the 'Perfect Ten', KAYLYN JAMES EVAAAAAAAANS!

The lyrics to Porcelain and the Tramps- I'm Your Favorite Drug continued to play over the PA system as the lights fade putting the arena into total darkness. Just as the chorus would end there is a bang as the lights turn back on full blast and a cloud of smoke is on the entrance way with a figure standing within it. The chorus starts up once more but this time with the lyrics included is none other then Kaylyn Evans who steps out from within the smokey patch on the stage. As the chorus was being heard throughout the crowd a smiling Kaylyn Evans was on her way down the ramp with a stride that showed nothing but confidence in herself no matter what the outcome of today's event's would be. Dressed in a black and lime green set of attire Kaylyn flaunts her body as she walks past the fans. Reaching the bottom of the ramp way Kaylyn stops and turns to the right heading around the ring and towards the far steps to ascend them and make her way onto the apron. Crossing the apron she stands there looking out at the fans. Hooking her arms on the top rope, in perfect Kaylyn fashion, she flipped back over the top rope and into the ring where she made her way around the ring looking out at all the fans in the arena, booing and not. As the music would cut Kaylyn would be focused and ready for what was to come.

SHOT THROUGH THE HEART, AND YOU'RE TO BLAME
DARLING YOU GIVE LOVE A BAD NAME!

The guitars and drums of the timeless Bon Jovi classic kick in throughout the arena as Christian Kane makes his way through the curtain and onto the stage, his two strippers in tow. Red and white lights focus on the Canadian Sensation and flash rapidly, drawing attention to him with the lights illuminating his body.

Paige: And her tag team partner, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada... the 'Canadian Sensation', CHRISTIAN KAAAAANE!

Grabbing his girls by the hair Kane tells the camera to ‘watch this’ before engaging a three way French kiss with his strippers. This lasts for 3 or 4 seconds before Kane lets go of the girls and pushes them aside, beginning to strut down the ramp as he slicks back his hair. He stops at ringside, looking around the arena with a smirk on his face which quickly turns to disgusted scowl as fans let Kane know exactly what they think of him.

As the music continues to play, Kane waves a dismissive hand and makes his way around to the left side of the ring, walks up the steel steps then climbs the turnbuckle. With one foot on the top turnbuckle and one on the second rope, Kane holds his arms out to his side again and tenses his muscles, inciting an extremely loud negative reaction from the audience in attendance once more. With a smug look on his face, Kane now hops off the turnbuckle and into the ring, patting Kaylyn's shoulder and whispering something into her ear.

West: Christian Kane was successful in tag team action on the Meltdown Super Show after he scored an impressive pinfall victory over "Sheriff" John McBride who tried to thwart Kane and Kaylyn's attempts when all of this started a month ago!

Harris: And let's not forget about how he completely decimated and humiliated Aubrey J. Parker and the North American Champ, Logan Alexander.

West: Revenge is in the air tonight, Dick.

Walking across the ring the Canadian Sensation jumps on the second rope, posing again as jeers from the die-hard APW faithful are mixed among high pitched cheers from the females in attendance, most notably Kane’s girls and even a few cheers from those in attendance that are there to support their fellow Canadian. As the music slowly fades, Kane hops off the turnbuckle and walks to his corner, preparing for the match
ahead.

Harris: Look at what great shape Christian Kane is in! What a stud!

West: Ha. Yeah... Yeah, something like that.

The lights fade in the arena. The opening chords of "Dare" begin to play. A pair of fireballs fly down to the stage, one on either side. Once they get there and go off, two lines of pyrotechnics go off from either end of the stage, criss-crossing in the middle and highlighting two figures standing at the top of their stage, though they don't take their time performing their usual routine. Both of them quickly march down to the ring, Logan with his "customized" North American Championship in hand, and Aubrey with her bedazzled Suicidal Championship.

Paige: And their opponents, hailing from Pleasanton, California, the NEW APW Suicidal Champion, Aubrey J. Parker, and hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, the APW North American Champion, Logan Alexander, they are... M&M!

At ringside Parker hops up onto the apron, sliding across with one hand gliding across the middle rope and one pressed to her lips before blowing a long and sensual kiss to the audience, earning a series of cheers from many men and women alike, as Logan climbs the ring steps and moves out to join her. Logan moves between the ropes, holding them open for Parker to enter the ring, before following her in. Parker makes her way to the turnbuckles to continue showing off her title to the livey audience, but not before shooting a glare over her shoulder at Kane and Kaylyn. Logan makes his way around to the various sides of the ring, calling out to the crowd. They both make their way over to their corner, Logan removing his glasses, championship belt, and jacket. Both of them hand their championships to the referee.

West: And we're all here and accounted for. All four competitors are in the ring, and-!

Whose world is this?
The world is yours, the world is yours
It's mine, it's mine, it's mine
Whose world is this?
"It's yours!"

The chorus and intro to “The World Is Yours” blares open through the speakers of the complex as the cheers are for the arrival of “The Dying Breed”. The Tag Team Champions, Jair Hopkins and Anthony Bailey march down to the ring, slapping the outstretched hands of fans. They show off their titles to the audience and the four competitors of the ring, smirking at all of them as they make their way toward the announce table.

Harris: What's this?!

West: The Dying Breed is schedued to join us out here on commentary for this tag team match.

Harris: Well, it doesn't look like that's the case.

Bailey and Hopkins have taken up chairs but are sitting in front of, and off to the side of the announce table as opposed to at it. The bell rings!

Tag Team
Christian Kane and Kaylyn James Evans vs. M&M (Logan Alexander and Aubrey J. Parker)

The crowd cheers as the first two competitors start off in the ring, and to the delight of our Canadian audience, it’s Logan Alexander and Christian Kane! Logan looks excited for the match, smirking across the ring at Christian, who has a coy smirk on his face himself. The two stretch, moving clockwise around the ring, keeping an eye on one another until they reach the middle and lock up! Christian Kane seems to have the advantage at first with a side headlock but Logan shoves him into the ropes and catches the rebounding Christian with a Dropkick to the gut! Christian falls to a seated position, holding his hurt abdomen. He gets up and Logan grabs his arm, twisting it and delivering shots to his left arm and ribs. He hits a kick to the arm and Christian grunts in pain. Logan whips him across the ring, but Christian reverses it. Logan rebounds and Christian hits a Hurricanrana! Logan is dazed from the move and climbs back to his feet. Christian charges at him for a Clothesline, but Logan Alexander hits a high Flapjack. Christian hits the ropes rib-first and flips to the apron, falling to the floor outside. Logan tags in AJP, who climbs up to the top turnbuckle!

West: Christian Kane, unceremoniously dumped out of the ring... and Parker’s the legal competitor, on the top rope!

Harris: Kane needs to turn and watch out for this one-!

Christian Kane gets to his feet, just in time to be flattened by a Cross Body from Parker from the top rope to the outside! Christian groans in pain and he’s rolled back into the ring by both members of M&M. Aubrey follows him inside and hooks the near leg.

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KJE looks annoyed on the apron, yelling for Christian Kane to fight back. Christian Kane gets up and Parker hits a One-Handed Bulldog. She goes for a Corkscrew Asai Moonsault but Kane moves out of the way. Parker lands on her feet, stumbling, and Kane capitalizes, getting up and hitting Parker with a Swinging Backbreaker. He then begins to stomp at the injured right wrist which is still protected by a brace.

West: Come on! Didn’t that wrist take enough damage at the hands of Jason Kash last night in Manchester?[/coor]

Harris: Obviously not. Christian Kane is stomping mercilessly!

West: And here comes Logan!

The crowd cheers as Logan Alexander storms into the ring, but Christian Kane backs off, letting the referee stop him. After a brief argument, Logan is forced out of the arena and Kane tags on KJE. The crowd boos as Evans enters, stalking Parker from afar before charging at her as Parker climbs to her knees and taking her to the mat with a Running Front Kick. Parker goes down, clutching her forehead. She rolls to her knees, but KJE forces her up by her injured wrist. She begins to bend it around the top rope and pull back on it, putting pressure on the injured hand. Parker writhes in pain, stomping at the canvas until the referee makes a 5 count, forcing KJE to let go. Satisfied with bringing Parker to her knees in agony, KJE tags Christian Kane back in. Kane pulls Parker away from the ropes and flattens her with a Snap Suplex. He rolls over her and goes to land a fist to her jaw, but AJP moves her head out of the way just in time and brings her non-injured hand up to catch him with a shot to the temple! She rolls to her feet and runs toward her corner, but Kane grabs her foot! Parker trips and her hands fall just a couple of inches short. Kane drags Parker back to the center of the ring and locks her in a Fujiwara Armbar.

West: The submission based wrestling by Parker has to be put on the backburner with that injured wrist, and now we’re seeing Kane expose and aggravate the injury the same way Jason Kash did yesterday on Asylum.

Harris: Hey, give Kane more credit. He helped injure her in the first place!

Kane relents after Parker goes about 15 seconds without submitting. He lifts her up and tries to drag her back to her own corner again, but Parker pulls him toward her and hits a European Uppercut followed by a Running Leg Lariat! She rolls to her corner and tags Logan in, which earns a huge pop from Winnipeg, Manitoba. Logan goes in, and KJE tries to interfere on Kane’s behalf, but she is swiftly side-stepped and sent out of the ring over the middle rope! KJE lands on her feet on the outside, but smirks as Christian Kane pops up behind him and levels him with an Enziguiri to the back of the head! Logan lifts Christian onto his shoulders, and as the referee is distracted with Kaylyn, telling her to get back to her corner, AJP runs toward Logan and Kane, hitting Kane with a Corkscrew Neckbreaker while Logan lands a Samoan Drop! Parker rolls out to her corner, playing the innocent card, and Logan makes the cover.

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West: Kaylyn James Evans breaks it up!

Harris: But here comes Parker to put it back together, ha! Let them fight, ref!

Aubrey grabs Kaylyn by her hair and slams her to the ground. Kaylyn takes Aubrey down with a double-leg takedown and the two throw unprotected fists at one another, rolling to the outside of the ring. Bailey and Hopkins continue to watch from in front of the announce table, speaking quietly to one another as they watch the brawl. Eventually, Kaylyn, who has busted her lip in the scuffe, is able to throw Parker arm-first into the barricade, stunning her.

West: Looks like that’s how you put an end to that.

Inside the ring. Logan picks Kane up and goes for a Reverse Death Valley Driver, but Kane lands on his feet and shoots his foot at Logan’s jaw with the SSK!

Harris: Super Sexy Kick!

Logan captures Kane’s foot and trips him up, going to lock in the half-turned Sharpshooter that he refers to as the Perfect Chaos Theory-- but out of nowhere, Kaylyn James Evans sails from the top rope, driving both knees into Logan’s chest, knocking him down to the mat! She rolls back out to her ringside corner. Logan groans in pain and he climbs to his feet, turning around into the Super Sexy Kick, the SSK! The crowd roars in a mixed reaction as Christian Kane connects and Logan falls motionless to the mat. Christian drops to his knees and starts to go for the pin, but he’s stopped by KJE screaming out to him. She holds out her outstretched hand, proclaiming that she wants to finish him off. The audience boos louder than thought imaginable, but Kane smirks and goes over to her, slapping her hand to tag her in.

West: This is just to add insult to injury. Just cover him already. Why waste time with the theatrics?

Kaylyn grins evilly down at Logan... and spits down into his face, drawing a deeper chorus of boos from the crowd. Logan stirs slightly, to wipe the saliva off of his brow.

West: OH COME ON!

Harris: That’s what he gets for playing games last week!

Kaylyn begin to cover Logan, but Logan counters into a Small Package! The referee makes the cover.

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Harris: Hey! HEY! No fair!

The bell rings and Winnipeg cheers in approval though KJE and Christian Kane both look utterly shocked. Even the Tag Team Champions, the Dying Breed look surprised, but they both stand up and applaud.

Nicky Paige: Here are your winners, M&M!

Kaylyn screams at the referee, asking what happened--

And the arena goes wild as she is suddenly struck down from behind with a steel chair. The assailant, Aubrey J. Parker glares down at her. She turns around as Christian Kane enters the ring, shocked at what transpired. Kane’s immediate reaction is to check on Kaylyn, but he is kicked in the gut by Logan and flattened with an Implant DDT, the Chaotic Shockwave! Logan and Aubrey move toward him, but Christian Kane quickly rolls out of the ring to look up at M&M in anger and confusion, holding his head in pain.

Harris: Security! Security! Somebody stop this unprovoked assault!

West: I wouldn’t call this “unprovoked” but it looks like M&M is hellbent on retribution, and Christian Kane is running for the hills!

Kane backs up toward the ramp but yells for them to let Kaylyn go. Logan hoists Kaylyn James up, and to the delight of many in Winnipeg, but the dismay of Christian Kane... delivers a Canadian Destroyer, dropping her roughly to the canvas. Kaylyn goes limp and Christian Kane runs back to the ring, jumping on the apron.

Harris: Save the day, Canadian Sensation!

Aubrey charges at Kane and swings the chair at his skull again. Christian Kane drops down from the apron, slamming his hands on it in anger. He yells again for them to let Kaylyn go. Aubrey’s eyes are filled with pure rage and she turns, looking at Kaylyn... she proceeds to unfold the chair, place Kaylyn’s shin inside, and close it again. She lifts the same leg and casts a look at Christian Kane, before locking in the Sugar & Spice Leg Bar. Kaylyn screams in agony and Logan allows Parker to keep the hold on.

West: They’re trying to break Kaylyn’s leg!

The crowd is entirely behind M&M, but once more, Christian Kane slides into the ring, however, he once again retreats as Logan Alexander grabs at him, even managing to grab a handful of Kane’s hair. Christian shakes his head up at the two, mouthing “you’ll pay for this” and backs up the ramp, earning a chorus of boos from the Canadian audience that embraced him earlier in the match.

West: He’s just going to leave his partner there?!

Harris: Her leg! It HAS to be snapped!

After what seems like an eternity, Parker releases Kaylyn. She and Logan rise to their feet, looking down at their handiwork... and raise each others’ arms to the crowd. “Dare” hits the PA system and the duo collect their championship belts, hopping into the barricade to exit through the crowd.

Harris: This isn’t okay, Shane. Somebody needs to check on Kaylyn James Evans.

Christian Kane finally returns to the ring, accompanied by several referees and medical personnel once M&M have made their way halfway through the crowd. He glares up at them, shaking his head.

West: Karma.

[T-Marv]

The cameras return to the back where M&M are making their way past concession stands having escaped through the crowd after their tag team match. Several fans scream-- literally screech at the sight of Logan Alexander, but it's not them that the tag team wants to address.

AJP: YOU!

Parker points at somebody through the masses and we see Hannah Storm pushing her way through the fans, and the security that are holding the fans back to catch up with M&M.

Hannah: Aubrey, Logan, after what happened out there with you attacking Kaylyn James Evans' leg... do you have anything to say for yourselves? At the risk of sounding unprofessional, Mr. Duvall is FURIOUS.

AJP: He sent you to come find us, right?

Hannah: Yes, and-

Logan looks over at Aubrey.

LA: Uh oh... you made "Dad" mad Aubrey.

He then turns and looks at Storm.

LA: You know what, Hannah... Let him be furious. Did they punish Evans and Kane for their attack on Aubrey at the super show? Was he furious then? Or was he busy patting the two of them on the head for a job well done?

He shakes his head.

LA: Dad's real problem is that one of his go-fers has been put in her place and the two of us are still standing in defiance of him. That's what really makes him furious.

AJP: If Sienna and Duvall want to keep throwing their minions or lackeys or what-have-you our way, then we'll keep hurting them. If Christian Kane wants some more then we'll do the same exact thing to him. And people like to give us a lot... a lot of grief for the way we operate...

They give us grief and discredit us for the way we eliminated Anthony Bailey from the Tag Team Title match at Christmas Chaos, and how I won this Suicidal Championship, and even how Logan won his North American Title.

She pats the belt and smirks at Hannah.

AJP: But after having everything grabbed and snatched and taken from us for five months since we CAME to Action Packed Wrestling, I think it's about time that we start taking it back. All of it. Excuse us, Hannah.

The crowd grows wild again as M&M walks away from Hannah Storm, obviously making the wise decision to move away from the crowded public area.

Soon, the crowd grows loud with a mixed reaction as Christian Kane steps into the frame. Hannah looks at him in wide eyes and Christian grabs her wrist, pulling the microphone to himself, glaring down at her.

Christian Kane: What those two did to KJE tonight was...stupid. Incredibly stupid. And their comments just now? Even more stupid. M&M need to learn that Christian Kane isn't a lackey or a minion. I promise you, Hannah, I promise you that I will become a force to be reckoned within this company...and I'll start by breaking the both of them.

He throws her hand down and stares off into the direction M&M walked in before marching away, angrily as we fade to black.


i]It's just the way
The game is played
It's best if you just
Wait your turn[/i]

AMY ZING flashes across the screen. Various shots of Amy standing in the ring are shown. The final shot is of Amy bent over, and then rising, arms wide and pointing to the sides. As this shot is taken, the camera spins around, showing her from all angles, stopping to face her when she poses.

The wait is ova
The wait is ova
The wait is ova
The wait is ova

Amy Zing comes running out of the entrance way. She runs to one end of the entrance stage, then to the other. She then walks to the middle and bends with her fingers touching the ground. She rises, spreading her arms out and pointing to the fans. She brings her hands together then breaks them apart. She walks down to the ring slapping hands with the fans on both sides of the barricade as she does.

It's getting crowded
Over here
But babe
The wait is over
Sometimes it takes
A thousand tries
To win
The wait is over

Standing in front of the ring, Amy leapfrogs onto the apron. She slingshots herself into the ring and runs to the corner. Amy pulls herself up to the turnbuckle, spreading her arms out to the sides, pointing to the crowd. Slowly, she brings them together. Once her hands touch, Amy suddenly backflips off the turnbuckle, landing in the ring.

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is our MAAAAIN EVENT! Introducing first, in the ring, from San Francisco, California, by way of Hong Kong, weighing in at one hundred and twenty pounds... 'The Hong Kong Sensation' AMY ZIIII-!

"Nemesis" starts to play as a mixed reaction from the crowd drowns out the music, interrupting Nicky Paige's interruption.

West: Well. That was rude.

The arena fills with strobe lighting, as smoke begins to come up from the entrance ramp. Slowly, Tuhoa Valo creeps out from behind the curtain with his head down, and his hair dripping wet. As the tempo of the song picks up, he quickly lifts his head, as his hair flies back, and the water from his hair goes in every direction. He raises his arms into the air, and a lightning bolt strikes directly in front of him, at the top of the ramp. He immediately begins a dead-run straight to the ring, sliding in, and getting right to his feet. He stares right in Amy Zing's face.

Paige: And her opponent, from Helsinki, Finland, weighing in at two hundred and forty-five pounds, 'The Finnish Phenom' TUHOOAAA VALOOOOOO!

Valo's music fades and the bell rings, signaling the beginning of our main event.

Main Event
Amy Zing vs "The Finnish Phenom" Tuhoa Valo

West: And let’s kick off the blockbuster main event that the general manager announced on New Year’s Eve! Valo had some controversial statements about Amy Zing and... and...

Harris: And COMMUNISM! What, Shane? Are you gonna call him a racist? Everything he said had merit, regardless of her nationality.

Valo starts to mouth off at Zing, but the “Hong Kong Sensation” blasts him with a roundhouse kick to the temple! Valo drops and Zing hooks the far leg!

West: OH MY GOD, IT’S OVER!

Harris: WHAT?!

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West: Holy close calls!

Valo rolls onto his stomach and up to his hands and knees, panting, sweating. He turns and eats an elbow to the jaw by Zing. He climbs up and Zing nails a high dropkick that catches him in his forehead! Valo hits the ground and gets up as Zing shoots the ropes and comes back, delivering an Outside Crescent Kick that takes him down to the mat once more! Valo is up to his feet once again and Amy Zing charges him, hitting a Tornado DDT!

Harris: What is happening? Come on, Valo!

West: Amy Zing’s up top!

Amy Zing perches on the top turnbuckle and waits for Tuhoa Valo to climb to his feet once more. She leaps from the top and snaps him to the mat with a Flying Hurricanrana! Valo rolls to his feet and hits the ropes, dazed. Amy Zing charges him and hits another high dropkick that knocks him over the top rope and to the floor. Valo slaps his hands on the mat in frustration as the ref begins to count him out.

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West: Valo is just pacing around the ring, biding his time. He’s going to use every second of this ten count, isn’t he?

Harris: Well, why not? They give you until the count of TEN for a reason.

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Harris: See? He’s a hell of a lot farther along than he was a moment ago. Things are already looking up!

Valo grabs Zing by the hair and stops her with a headbutt. Zing clutches her head in pain and rolls away. Valo rises up to one knee, catching his breath, waiting for Zing to get up. The moment she does, he runs at her for a Clothesline. Zing ducks it and shoots the ropes, but she comes back into a hard back-elbow from Valo! Zing crashes into the mat roughly and Valo drops a knee to her gut. She arches up in pain and he chops her acros the chest, sending her back down. Valo then jumps up, driving a knee into her gut again. She sits up-- and is chopped down again. Valo hooks the near leg.

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Harris: Haha, Valo’s firmly in control!

West: Yeah, and maybe he should focus more on putting “The Hong Kong Sensation” away instead of toying with her. She’s no joke in that ring.

Harris: Sure, she’s good, but she doesn’t get the job done when it matters.

Valo whips Zing into the corner and charges at her, running and leaping, driving both knees into her sternum. Zing falls to her knees and Valo delivers a Snap DDT! He covers her far leg.

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West: Come on ref, get him off the hair!

The referee scolds Valo as he lifts Zing up by a handful of hair. He clenches a fist and goes to throw it right into her nose, but Zing side-steps and grabs Valo’s arm. Holding onto it, she jumps up, bringing the soles of her boots beneath Valo’s chin and falls back onto her own spine with an inverted double-foot facebreaker! The crowd roars at the innovation and Valo screams out in pain, clutching his nose, writhing in agony on the mat.

Harris: GOOD LORD! What was THAT?!

Zing grabs Valo’s arm again and points to the ropes. She twists his arm and runs to the turnbuckles, leaping up onto the top rope. She walks across the ropes, all the way to the center, and hits a rough Springboard Arm Drag!

West: She calls that move Silk Road!

Zing hooks both legs.

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Both competitor get to their feet and Zing charges at Valo, but he counters with a Back Body Drop! He catches his breath and turns around as she gets up. Zing throws a right hand, but Valo blocks it. He puls Zing into a Double Underhook Suplex and nails three in a row! He rolls over her, driving a forearm across her face for a nonchalant pin attempt.

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West: So close!

Harris: People really seem to underestimate the effectiveness of hooking the leg.

West: You have to wonder where Zing’s head is for this match. Earlier tonight, she was assaulted by Young Mannie backstage!

Amy Zing looks groggy as Valo climbs off of her and picks her up. He is breathing heavily and grabs her by her hair, whispering something to her before driving her down with an STO. Valo signals for the end to the crowd and waits for her to get up, then locks her in a Rear Naked Choke from behind!

Harris: The Nemesis Nightmare!

Valo tries to force Zing down to the ground in the move, and eventually manages, but not before Zing fights and struggles toward the ropes. She reaches the bottom rope, though her face is red in the struggle. The referee counts for Valo, demanding that he release the hold.

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Harris: Stop sleeping on Amy, Tuhoa! You need to win this match!

West: As the minutes drag on, I think the Phenom takes the Sensation more seriously.

Tuhoa Valo positions Zing on his shoulder and charges the ropes, throwing her off of him and throat-first into the top rope! Zing clutches her throat and stumbles back. Valo clubs her in the back and then goes for a German Suplex, but Zing lands on her knees behind him! Valo spins around and Amy Zing hits the third Dropkick of the match, catching Valo right in the nose! Valo isn’t as quick as usual getting up, and falls victim to a Monkey Flip once he does! Valo holds his back in pain and backs into the corner, which causes the crowd to roar when they realize what’s next. Amy Zing smirks a bit and looks at Valo’s position before charging him and taking him to a seated position in the corner with a vicious running buzzsaw!

Harris: Ahhhh, I can’t help it. I love this move!

Zing charges the corner and performs a top-rope handstand before bringing both her knees down into the jaw of Tuhoa Valo, completing NIHAO Valo! Valo rolls out of the corner, dazed and groggy. He looks frantic, reaching for the nearest set of ropes. He gets up and Zing comes at him for the 540 Reverse Corkscrew Roundhouse-- but Valo ducks!

West: Amy Zing misses with the Fenghuang!

Valo grabs Amy from behind and immediately drives her to the mat with Commence Destruction! Breathing heavily, he hooks her leg for the pin.

Harris: Commence Destruction! Hahaaaa, it’s done.

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The crowd explodes and Valo looks up at the referee in shock.

Harris: NO! How?!

West: I’ve never seen anybody-- ANYBODY kick out of Valo’s Commence Destruction!

Valo rips Amy Zing to her feet and once again, slams her into the mat with the Commence Destruction. He covers both of her legs this time, glaring at the referee as he counts.

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Winner: “The Finnish Phenom” Tuhoa Valo

The crowd boos as the referee raises Valo’s arm in the air. Valo rips his arm away from the referee and laughs maniacally. He even literally turns his back to the camera so the audience can see him pat himself on the back.

West: What a show-off...

Harris: Excuse me! Come on-- are you telling me he has no right to celebrate? That was a hell of a victory. A HELL of a victory.

West: And-- wait, wha--

As Valo makes his way up the ramp, applauding himself, LITERALLY patting himself on the back the entire way...

...Young Mannie charges down the ramp past him! Mannie slides into the ring as Zing climbs to her feet. He grabs her from behind and throws her shoulder-first through the turnbuckles into the steel ring post! The crowd boos Mannie as he does it and he smirks as Zing shakily pulls herself out of the corner. She turns around--

Into a running Big Boot from Mannie. Zing's head snaps back and she falls roughly to the canvas.

West: You've GOT to be joking.

Harris: Hah! Looks so, so serious.

West: And here comes "Uncle Charlie" down the ramp, bringing up the rear...

Mannie leans out of the ring and snatches Nicky Paige’s microphone as he quickly gets booed but he smirks at the display, Amy Zing who was attacked by Mannie is still conscious. She tries to grab Mannie’s foot but the now present Uncle Charlie strikes her in the back with his 8-Ball cane as Mannie goes right into his speech.

Mannie: For all you hard work, for everything you been through from your arrival and all the hype that came with it Amy. It’s all for Nothing! You have not delivered one bit of any of the potential you seemed to be poised with since stepping into the scene, now see that’s where I come in...

See a couple of months ago, I was on a cliff here in APW. My girlfriend was brutally attacked while all of you people, Just watched. None of you thought to call for help! None of you jumped the rails to HELP ME AND TO SAVE HER!

The crowd boos wholeheartedly.

"MANNIE SUCKS!"

"MANNIE SUCKS!"

"MANNIE SUCKS!"

Mannie: ...I was unconscious and defenseless and all you did was WATCH the love of my life get mangled.

Mannie seems to be breaking down in the ring as a tears leave from his eyes, Uncle Charlie shakes his head as he pats Mannie on the back and say a few words.

Uncle Charlie: Let me say something…

"YOU SUCK!"

"YOU SUCK!"

"YOU SUCK!"

Uncle Charlie: Many of you people don’t know me but I am Mannie’s Uncle Charlie. I know him better than anyone else does, He loved that girl and all you people are sick. How could sit idly by while that woman was beaten so badly, Now if you ask me. None of you should be booing my nephew but instead, you need to boo yourselves. That’s right…boo your own damn self.

The crowd quickly turns on Uncle Charlie with a series of chants...

"Shut

The

F**K

UP!"

Uncle Charlie: No, no, no...Listen here, you bitches you. My nephew gave all of you everything he had when he came back last year, and what happened? You used him and you left him when he needed you the most, So don’t judge him and don’t judge me. He is the victim and I’m making sure none of you take anymore advantage of him.

It’s not going to happen while I am around.

Mannie hugs Uncle Charlie as he stops feeling sorry for himself and continues to pick up on the speech, speaking through the booing of the crowd.

Mannie: He’s right, Why should I feel bad? All I did was give and all you did was take, So now it’s all about me! Mannie’s looking out for numeral uno. That’s Pig-Latin for Number One. See It’s no longer about pleasing you and giving you want you want. It’s now about making me happy and supplying my needs. No longer will I be held back and used a crutch. Mannie’s dropping everyone of you sons of bitches, and I’m stepping out.

Mr. 420 died that night I lost everything...

And truly tonight is the debut of… “THE MAIN ATTRACTION”! I am better than every damn wrestling on this brand, in this company, and whether they like it or not. I am done being the joke I used to be and I don’t give a damn what ANY OF YOU think of me.

All you need to know is that I will be the one who takes APW to that next level. See APW needs that voice…APW needs someone to be franchise player…APW needs a Face. That face must be someone who exuberates confidence that bring his a-game every night, someone who steals everyone’s attention when he walks into the room.

See... that face is Young Mannie.

That’s why I am “The Main Attraction” because like, love, or hate me, it doesn’t matter-- you can’t stop watching what I do next!

So say hello to the most handsome, talented, and entertaining man in APW, “The Main Attraction” is the “Face” of APW and APW just got interesting again.

The arena lights die down as a single spotlight shines on Mannie who drops his microphone while basking in the glory, The crowd boos heavily but Mannie loves it as he encourages them to do it more, Even going as far to beg some fans to punch him in the jaw. While others throw garbage at him as Uncle Charlie like a ninja dodges it. Mannie laughs as he makes an exit with Uncle Charlie, The spotlight then goes from them to Amy Zing who begins to now stir.

Our cameras race to the back, suddenly, where we catch up with Tuhoa Valo, who is LITERALLY still patting himself on the back. He makes his way into an office... A familiar office.

Sienna Harrison opens the door, smirking as Valo approaches. Alexander Duvall joins Sienna at the doorway and the two embrace Valo in what seems to be a group hug, earning more boos from the crowd.

West: What is THIS about?!

Harris: ...When did things start getting so weird around here?

Our show fades to black.


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