AFTERSHOCK 2008

[President Jeff]

Aftershock begins with the intro video






Once the video ends, pyro shoots through out the Honda Center and the camera pans around the arena as the fans hold their signs up. The camera then goes to tonights commentators, Johnny Chase and Darren Harvey

Harvey: Welcome to Aftershock and we have a huge show planned for you all tonight.

Chase: I’m Johnny Chase, along with Darren Harvey, and tonight we will see the best in Professional Wrestling battle it out.

Harvey: We have four title matches. Three Grudge matches and a triple threat match.

Chase: Its going to be an exciting night, that’s for sure. And Personally, I can’t wait for tonight’s main event. Sabur finally gets his opportunity at the World Title.

Harvey: The big man has been here since the beginning of APW, he’s earned it.

Chase: He sure has

Harvey: Our first match is going to be a rocketbuster, folks. We see Michal Lively defending his Overdrive Championship against Dita Von Amora.

Chase: Man, title match as the opening, you can tell that Aftershock is going to be something special.

Harvey: It's an APW Pay Per View, Chase,damn right. Lively is APW's longest reigning Champion, but Tara Jacobs proved that he is not invulnerable, many argue that even after the toils of two previous matches, she would have defeated him if not for Jeff's interference.

Chase: And you can bet that Lively is ticked at that, Dita is not in for an easy match at all.

Suddenly, Madonna's Erotica pulses down the PA and a spotlight shines on the entrance ramp. There is a pause for a moment before Dita steps out and strikes a pose.

Tony: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the Overdrive Championship! First introducing the challenger. She hails from Las Vegas, Nevada and she tips the scales at one hundred and twenty five pounds, the Black Rose, Dita Von Amora!

In synch with the music, Dita struts down the ramp like a fashion model on a catwalk and she gets more than a few catcalls as a result. She reaches the steps and glides up them, stopping for a moment to pose for her fans before climbing in under the top rope and posing at each corner. She reaches the centre of the ring and strikes one final pose before blowing a kiss to the crowd.

Erotica is rudely cut off by AFI Misseria Cantare. The lights dim and blue lights strobe to the beat. Snowflakes fall around the arena and the walkway is filled with smoke.

Tony: And her opponent, hailing from Ft. Lauderdale Florida and weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds, he is the reigning and defending Overdrive Champion, he represents the Church of Kaos, the White Lion, Michael Lively!

The lights flicker and we see a figure striking the I am JESUS pose. He flips back his hood as blue sparks fly up behind him. Lively makes it to the ring and rolls in, climbing to the second rop and leaning against the top as he holds his title to the air, reveling in the overwhelming hatred. The ring glows blue as Lively steps down and strike the I am JESUS pose once again, looking Dita square in the eye as the ref takes his title.

Harvey: The match is set, the warriors are primed and this one is going to be one hell of a match.

OVERDRIVE TITLE MATCH
Michael Lively Vs Dita Von Amora


Lively struts cockily towards Dita and slaps her full in the face, Dita slaps back and this one is on. Lively runs towards Dita looking for a Clothesline but Dita Matrixes under it and rolls into a head scissor takedown. Lively flies across the ring only to be hit by another, and then a third. Rattled, he rolls out to collect himself and Dita follows, nailing Lively with a Lou Thez Press and she nails him with right hand after right hand. The ref starts his four count and Dita backs off, climbing into the ring. Lively follows and is hit with a stomp to the back of the head and the Champion is on the back foot early. Dita backs her foe into the ropes and sends him across the ring, greeting him with a Monkey Flip that has him hitting the mat hard.

Harvey: Nice move by Dita

Dita drags Lively to his feet and she sends him to the ropes again, looking for a Spinebuster but Lively breaks free and takes Dita's head off with a lariat. He hits the ropes as Dita stands and absolutely marmalises her with a Springboard Clothesline, and I promise that that will be the one time I use the word 'marmalises' tonight. He urges Dita to her feet once more and runs in, nailing her with a high knee. This done, rh drags her to her feet and throws her bodily over the top rope and she hits the apron hard o the way down. Lively strikes the I am JESUS pose because when you have the ring to yourself, that is what you do. He rolls out of the ring and grabs a handful of hair, dragging her towards the corner and ramming her head into it with heavy impact. He lines Dita up and the stairs go flying as he launches her into them.

Chase: High impact therem those steps went flying and they are not light at all.

Harvey:Look at Dita's shoulder, she may well have dislocated that.

Like any shark, Lively smells blood in the water and he goes on the attack to that arm with stomps to the shoulder. After sinking a mudhole into the arm, she drags Dita to her feet and sends her flying shoulder first into steel. Lively gets into Dita's face and backs off looking to splash her into the corner but Dita moves, hits the ropes as Lively staggers and takes him down with a running Bulldog! Dita makes the cover.
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Kick Out

Dita rolls out of the ring and grips the corner post as she puts her hand on her dislocated shoulder, braces herself and pops it into place. She yelps at the pain, pauses breathing heavily for a moment and braces herself again. This time the shoulder pops back in and she leans against the post heavily for a moment. She rolls in and Lively is getting to his feet only to be taken back down to the mat with a Snap suplex. Dita rolls through and hits him with a second, she rolls through once more and she completes the triumvirate before lying on the mat for a moment. She makes it to her feet and she has Lively just where she wants him for the moment, she jumps onto his shoulders as he rises and rolls through into the Victory Roll,

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Lively rolls through and out of the predicament, but he is soon taken back to the mat with a spear. Dita kicks at Lively's ribs, landing a good couple of kicks that leave red welts before Lively catches her ankle and sends her tumbling to the mat. He is quick to his feet, feeling rather fed up of being beaten up on, and he nails Dita with a Stunner! Lively gets into Dita's face as she convulses from being hit with a move that one of her key moves is based upon, drags her to her feet and hits her with a second. Lively is in firm control now and he damn well knows it.

Harvey: Dita is going to be pissed, that was essentially the Dominatrix's Kiss.

Chase: It's a legal move and the Champ is Kaosdamned entitled to utilize it.

Lively hits the ropes as Dita struggles to a sitting position and he punts her to the head before dropping into a cover,

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Kickout! Lively slaps his opponent in the face, showing her little to no respect before he drags her to her feet, hits the ropes and nails her with a flying knee. He gestures Dita to her feet and he nails her with the BOOM! HEADSHOT! The crowd yell the name of the move, popping until Lively reminds them that they should not be by striking the ever lovable I am JESUS pose. You don't cheer the JESUS damnit! Dita is stunned on the mat and Lively looks to lay the finishing touches by dragging her to her feet. He sets her up and signals for the Lion's Bite but Dita slumps to the mat. Lively drags her to her feet once again and again she slumps. Lively reaches down to try for third time is the charm but it is for Dita who rolls him through into an Inside Cradle,

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Lively rolls through, the ref tried to count but Dita rolls through, then Lively, the ref gives up counting because no one ever gets pinned in this kind of back and forth anyway and he figures that he should save his hand slapping the mat, STJ does not approve and shall deal with him for such laziness later. The two foes eventually roll free and Dita is quick to take advantage, dropping Lively with a DDT. She drags Lively to his feet and hooks up the front headlock once more to nail the Twist of Fate! She covers,

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Kickout! Dita drags Lively to his feet and she looks for the Reverse of Fate but Lively spins through the setup and drops Dita with a good old fashioned jawbreaker. Dita staggers and gets taken down with a clothesline that nearly decapitates her. Lively hits the ropes and springs back with a Lionsault! He doesn't go for the pin, but instead drags Dita to her feet, sets her up and nails the Lion's Bite! Dita bounces away from the sick impact and Lively heads for the ropes, but Dita senses the danger she is in and rolls out of the way before Lively can smite her from up on high. She did so too early for Lively to try, so he waits for her to make it to her feet, stagger towards him and he launches himself into a Missile Dropkick which Dita just manages to avoid. Rabidly, she lays stomps into his legs and back, Lively rises, Dita hits the ropes and looks for a spinning headscissors but Lively rolls her through, kicks her in the gut, looks for a second Lion's Bite but Dita trips him up and nails him with an elbow drop. Lively stands and looks for a Roaring Elbow but Dita Matrixes under, the two hit the ropes and it's a Double Clothesline Medley.

Chase: Neither have hit a telling move for a while but the match has taken its toll, the next serious move could spell the end.

Harvey: Thank you Captain Obvious.

Both warriors drag themselves to their feet and it is cleat that we are near the end of the road. Dita hits the ropes and steams towards Lively only to be hit with a boot to the gut...Lion's Bite! Lively talks smack to Dita as she bounces away and then kicks her into position as he heads towards the corner...Prelude! Lively covers,

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Winner and Still APW Overdrive Champion: “The White Lion” Michael Lively

Lively rolls out of the ring and runs over to the time keepers table and grabs his title and begins celebrating up the ramp as Dita looks on, surprised that Lively picked up the victory.

Chase: What a match to kick off Aftershock

Harvey: A big win here by Lively.

Chase: And Lively’s win tonight just made him the longest reigning champion in APW history.

Harvey: Is there anyone who can stop him I wonder?

Chase: You never know.

Harvey: Last week President Jeff made a major announcement regarding our Pay Per View for next month, One Night in Hell, If you missed the announcement, take a look at this.

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The scene opens up with President Jeff sitting behind his desk in his office

Jeff: Tonight is a special night for APW. We are just one week away from Aftershock and I am already thinking about the Future, that being next Months Pay Per View titlled, One Night in Hell. An event that will take place from Toyko Japan. But that's not the announcement. You see, I'm a man of opertunity. I give people opertunities left and right, some times too much, but this time, its the ultimate one. This announcement involved the APW World Heavyweight Title. This announcement involves giving the entire Roster an opertunity if they chose, to get a shot at the APW World Heavyweight Title next month at One Night in Hell. But there's a catch. Just watch this Video.






















Jeff: That's right, Next Month 6 APW Superstars will step into the ELIMINATION CHAMBER! Your all probably wondering "How do I take part in this?" Its simple, Since Twister is the current APW World Heavyweight Champion and Sabur is the current #1 contender, they will both automatically be in this match. So that leaves 4 open spots. So the first 8 people who sign up. Then on the first Overdrive after Aftershock, those 8 superstars will be randomly paired in matches, and the winners of those 4 matches will advance to One Night in Hell and get a 1 and 6 chance of walking out of Japan as the APW World Heavyweight Champion. This is open to everyone who's under an APW Contract. Good luck to everyone.

The camera fades to black.

[President Jeff]

The scene opens up backstage and you see President Jeff standing backstage with APW Interviewer, Cindy Shannon. You can hear the crowd booing in the background.

Cindy: President Jeff, We just saw your announcement from last week about the Elimination Chamber match that is set to take place next month at One Night in Hell. Are you able to tell us the 8 competitors who will have to fight to qualify to be in this match?

Jeff: As much as a jerk that I may seem, deep down, I’m a nice guy and Yes, I know who will take part in this match, and yes I will tell you right now. So, in no particular, from last week, you already know about Jason Ricochet. Also, there’s, Katrina “Arcadia” Olivetti. John Green. Kristina Blackwell. Jason Royce. Spirit. Dr. Matt. And

Just then Link walks into the picture.

Link: And me.

Jeff: The only reason I let you be in this is because I want to see you lose and so you can show the world that your worthless.

Link: Jeff, not only am I going to win my qualifying match next week, I’m winning the APW World title at One Night in Hell, and then you will have no choice, but to meet my demands.

Jeff: Link, if you make it to the Chamber match, I’ll be making sure that it will be the last match you ever wrestle in.

Link: Jeff, the faster you meet my demands, the faster I can stop bugging you.

Jeff: Link, get a life. I got a match to get ready for.

Jeff walks away as the camera shows Link as we go back to ringside.

Chase: Things are starting to heat up between Jeff and Link

Harvey: I know, hopefully for Jeff, this doesn’t distract him from his match here tonight.

Chase: Its time for our next match up.

The camera goes to the ring

Tony: The following contest is a Triple Threat match.

“My Time” the old Triple H theme hits the PA and Pyros explode before the lights dim, the only light a stage light pointing directly at Jason Ricochet. He walks with a cocky lean down towards the ring stopping along the way to flex his fisique, ofter shadow boxing as well.

Tony: Making his way to the ring first, Jason Richochet.

Jason gets into the ring and flexes as Drums beat to a rhythm that inspires drama and anticipation in the audience. The lights die down, leaving the crowd in the dark, as a piercing trumpet rings out around the arena. A murmur spreads through the fans of APW. The drums pick up, as do the lights, and with a burst of fanfare and fireworks, The E-Starr Jake Ruby bursts onto the scene.

Tony: Making his way to the ring, The E-Starr, Jake Ruby

With a spring in his step, he walks to both ends of the stage, raising his hands to the crowd who greet him with a mixture of boo's and hisses. He heads down the ramp, towards the ring, stopping at the base of the steps to look around the arena, shading his eyes to see the top-top tiers. Finally he cracks his fingers and heads up the stairs, steps through the ropes, and raises his hands up to the crowd once more, before slowly lowering them as he looks at the audience with daggers.

The Titan tron shows a "Now Loading..." screen with traveling ellipses from The Devil May Cry. At the same time the crowd hears a familiar voice blaring from the speakers. It's the serene voice of the woman who lets everyone in America know that, "She's sorry, but the number you are trying to reach has been disconnected," and you should "Please try your call later." She vocalizes the "Now Loading" that is on the Titantron. The woman cuts out after the third time and you hear, "It's time to play the game! Time to play the game!" followed by a strange laugh. The beat drops and the song immediately jumps to the chorus of "When Worlds Collide". As the crowd listens to the lyrics, "Are you ready to go/ Cause I'm ready to go/ What you gonna do baby baby" Arcadia walks into the ring in her black with silver luchadora costume and mask.

Tony: Weighing in at 127 pounds, Katrina Olivetti!

She looks at the crowd, shrugs lightly and brushes some invisible speck of dirt off of her shoulder. "Are you ready to play the game?" She shouts before every match.

Triple Threat Match
Jake Ruby Vs Jason Ricochet Vs Katrina Olivetti

Jason and Katrina are standing next to each other and they look over to see Jake standing by the ropes. Jake then runs at them, and they take Jake and toss him over the top rope and to the outside. Katrina and Jason start circling each other in the center of the ring. The two lock up and Katrina gets a side headlock on Jason. Katrina takes Ricochet down with a headlock take down, but Ricochet quickly puts Katrina into a head scissor. Katrina gets out of it and both are back on their feet. The shake hands again and lock up again. Ricochet gets the side headlock on this time and takes Katrina down with the headlock take down. Katrina tries for the head scissor but can’t get it on. Katrina gets to her feet and pushes Ricochet off into the ropes and then hits Ricochet with a big Back Body Drop. Jason stumbles to the corner and Katrina goes over giving him boxing punches, Hooks, Jabs and uppercuts. Katrina pulls Ricochet out of the corner and lifts him up into a vertical suplex, holding Jason in the air for a good 15 seconds. The fans clap for Katrina and then Katrina drops Jason and covers him.
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Chase: That’s some nice strength and balance by Katrina.

Harvey: I’m just waiting for these two to really go at each other.

Katrina picks Ricochet up and punches him towards the corner and chops Ricochet a few times. Katrina throws Ricochet into the opposite corner and runs at Ricochet, but Ricochet lifts Katrina up and sends her over the top rope and onto the arena floor. Ricochet then leaps over the top rope with a cross body onto Katrina. Ricochet picks Katrina up and rolls her into the ring. Ricochet jumps on the ring apron and gets into the ring. Katrina gets up and Ricochet takes her down with a running clothesline. Ricochet covers Katrina and hooks the leg.
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Chase: Ricochet almost picked up another win over Katrina right here.

Out of nowhere, Jake Ruby gets into the ring and runs at Ricochet, but Ricochet is quick to grab Ruby and throw him over the top rope.

Harvey: Jake Ruby isn’t having a good night here.

Ricochet picks Katrina up and throws her into the ropes and Katrina jumps with a cross body, but Jason catches her and drops her with a fall away slam and covers her.
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kick out. Jason slowly picks Katrina up and goes for a belly to belly suplex but Katrina starts punching Ricochet in the head. Jason releases his grab on Katrina and Katrina lifts Jason up and drops him with an Atomic drop. Katrina bounces off the ropes and takes Ricochet down with a clothesline. Ricochet gets up and gets taken down again with another clothesline. Katrina picks Ricochet up and drops him with a neck breaker. Katrina lifts Ricochet up and throws him into the ropes and jumps, getting Jason with a Hurricanrana and grabs the legs for a pin fall
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Harvey: Katrina needs to do something more than that to put Ricochet away

Katrina gets Ricochet up to power bomb him but can’t quite pick him up. Ricochet counters with a back body drop. Jason runs off the ropes and as Katrina gets to her feet, Ricochet hits her with a big boot. Katrina gets up and Ricochet goes to punch Katrina, but Katrina blocks it and punches Ricochet a few times. Katrina then runs off the ropes but Ricochet catches Katrina and hits a belly to belly suplex. Ricochet covers Katrina.
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kick out. Katrina gets up and Ricochet hits a Double Underhook DDT on Katrina and covers her.
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kick out. Ricochet picks Katrina up and kicks her in the stomach. Ricochet sets Katrina up for the DDT, but Ricochet takes too long and Katrina lifts Ricochet up and hit a DEATH VALLEY DRIVER!! Katrina covers Jason.
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Chase: Great move by Katrina. That must have done a lot of damage on Jason.

Harvey: I personally thought that the match was over right there.

Both get up and Katrina Scoop slams Jason and then climbs to the top rope. Jason gets to his feet and Katrina jumps off hitting a shooting Star press into a clothesline. The fans clap for Katrina’s impressive move and Katrina signals for Katrina then signals for the Bob-omb. Jason gets up and Katrina goes for The Bob-omb, but Jason counters and grabs Katrinas arm and takes her down to the mat and quick goes to Katrina’s feet locks in the Ankle. Katrina struggles to get out of it and it about to tap, but Katrina reaches for the ropes, but Jake ruby gets back into the ring. Jason lets go of Katrina and takes Jake down with a spear!

Chase: Its nice to see Jake in the ring longer than 3 seconds.

Jason taunts and gets drop kicked from behind, getting sent through the ropes. Katrina grabs Jake and sets him up and hits the The Bellmont Stake. Katrina covers Jake
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Winner: Katrina “Arcadia” Olivetti

Chase: A Big win for Katrina here tonight, considering she was on the losing end last week.

Harvey: I don’t think Ricochet is going to be happy that Jake Ruby cost him the match.

Katrina gets her hand raised by the ref and leaves the ring. Jake is slowly getting up and Jason gets into the ring and hits Jake with a Sensational-Slam.

Harvey: Did I call it or what!

Jason exits the ring as we go to a commercial for Overdrive, hyping up the qualifying matches for The Chamber match.

[President Jeff]

Up on the Titantron appears a miniature Blackwell, a spitting image of her mother with just a dash of her father in those blue eyes. She's dressed in a tiny three-piece suit and she's holding a very tiny version of her father's Singapore Cane. She is seated in a wooden chair, legs swinging high above the floor across from Ignacio Ricargo. A stage hand hands her a microphone and exits off camera and Skylar begins.

Skylar: Excuse me, Mr. Izzy, but since you've been at APW so many people seem to like you. Have you always been such a people person?

IGGY: Si, it is Iggy not Izzy. Yes, people love Iggy. I love people! People love me! Iggy believes that you treat people well! They treat you well! This is why Iggy is so loved. Iggy does not treat anyone badly thus people love Iggy. Iggy always brings the fun.

Skylar: Haha! You sound like fun! Do you know my Daddy, Trevor Blackwell? He works here too. He's gonna kill Matt Metal's Career!


IGGY: Iggy has never met Senior Blackwell or Senior Metal. So Iggy has no comment on either of them! But Seniorita Kristina Blackwell! SI! Iggy has met Seniorita Kristina Blackwell! She is the kind of woman that falls of Iggy! All women fall for Iggy! Iggy finds Seniorita Kristina Blackwell a beautiful woman!


Skylar: Haha! That's silly! That's my Aunt Kristy, she doesn't like anyone 'cept for me and Daddy! But you're gonna fight Mr. Streets Wilson tonight! Are you excited? Do you think you're gonna win?

IGGY: Iggy of course will win. Winning is what Iggy does. For Iggy has the tequila, Iggy has the women and Iggy has his little friend in the bottle! Why does Iggy's opponent call himself Streets Wilson when a street is something people walk all over? Iggy shall be Xtreme Champion!

Skylar: Haha what's Tequila??? I think you're funny...I hope that you win. I'm officially a fan. One more question...do you wanna be my friend?

Iggy: Tequila is the secret of the Ricardo family and a drink that someone who is not of legal age cannot and should not explore! Iggy is friends with everyone! Iggy has no problem with someone until they do bad things Seniorita Skylar like jump Iggy from behind like his gutless opponent Streets Wilson has done! So Si. Iggy will be your friend! So why not ask your beautiful Aunt Kristina to come with us after the show for sopapeas and fried ice cream!

Skylar: Haha well Aunt Kristy did say she might need an al...alibi??? For tonight...I'll ask her. Well I hope you kick Streaks Willy's butt tonight!

The titantron cuts off and we go back to ringside.

Chase: Isn’t she cute.

Harvey: I can’t believe that someone like Trevor Blackwell created that.

Chase: She gets her looks from Diana.

Harvey: Thank god for that.

The lights dim and Eminem's voice comes over the loud speaker, "Get your ass up for the Doctor, one more time, get your ass up for the Doctor". "Encore" continues to play as Dr. Matt steps into a spotlight shining in the entry way.

Tony Ferrari: Now introducing, from Upriver, New Brunswick, Canada, weighing in at 247 lbs; he is "Hardcore as Hell", DR. MATT

Dr. Matt places his hands on his hips, and smiles, looking out at all his cheering fans. He then high fives a few lucky fans sitting by the ramp as he jogs down to the ring and then seal dives in under the bottom rope. He gets to his feet, climbs to the middle rope, and holds a long pose, moving his shoulders to the beat, before hoping off and turning back to the middle of the ring as the music fades.

Chase: Dr. Matt seems to be in a good mood tonight.

"Between Angels and Insects" by Papa Roach hits the P.A. system and the crowd starts to be as Green walks from behind the curtain. Green stands at the beginning of the ramp as he looks at the crowd, scowling.

Tony Ferrari: And from Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at 265 lbs; he is "The Retribution Killer", JOHN GREEN!

Green saunters down to the ring, goes to a turn buckle and does his Signature "Retribution" pose. He then jumps off the turnbuckle and goes to another turnbuckle. The crowd is merciless in their booing, and Green does not seem impressed. He jumps off and his music fades and he turns to face Dr. Matt.

Harvey: John Green, on the other hand, does not seem to be happy with the crowd's reaction to him.

The ref calls for the bell

DR. MATT vs. JOHN GREEN

John Green gets into a stance, and is about to tie up with Dr. Matt when the lights dim, and fireworks start going off on the stage. Everyone's attention turns to the huge pyrotechnic display that is going off. Pyros are coming off in every direction, and the whole show lasts almost 15 seconds, before the lights come back up, and the cameras cut back to the ring, when John Green is lying on the mat, and Dr. Matt is making the cover. The ref doesn't know what's going on, but he counts.

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WINNER: Dr. Matt

Chase: What the hell just happened?

Harvey: I saw the whole thing. Can we get a replay of the hard camera pointing at the ring.

Dr. Matt's post-match celebration is shrunk to the corner as the instant replay shows up. Once the pyros start, John Green and the referee both turn to watch what is going on. Dr. Matt pulls what appears to be a tazer out of his pants, then gets Green in the back. Green goes limp as Dr. Matt throws the tazer out of the ring. He grabs Green by the throat and nails him with the Mattisfaction (Chokeslam) just as the pyros end, and makes the cover.

Chase: That sneaky bastard! He spent months working as the pyrotechnician for APW. He must've rigged the whole thing as a diversion.

Harvey: Well, he said he'd either destroy or humiliate John Green, and you gotta think that losing a match in 23 seconds, whether or not it was through cheating, has gotta be a heartbreaker.

Dr. Matt goes to ringside to high five the fans as the ref checks on John Green, who still can't move after being tazed.

[President Jeff]

Chase: Well this evening has been exciting thus far...but lets kick it backstage to Cindy Shannon.

Cindy: Folks I'm here with Katrina Olivetti...you have been quite busy in your return here in APW...and last week in fact, you attacked the Overdrive champion Michael Liv.........

***CRACK***

The women known as Arcadia is dropped by a Superkick, and Michael Lively then takes her place on camera. He snatches up the mic from Cindy Shannon, and gives her an evil glare.

Lively: You speak my name and I will come, you may not like how I arrive, but you will definitely know I'm here...so now that I am in fact here Cindy Shannon, it's time for you to scadaddle....before you end up like our little video game princess over here.

Cindy Shannon then leaves a little miffed at the attitude the JESUS has displayed toward her, and all women as of late. Lively grasps the mic, holds it close, and begins to ramble into the camera.

Lively: You see...the JESUS doesn't just sit idly by while the ruin of the world decides to disrespect the JESUS. This filth, this trash that couldn't hack it in the Church, decides to make a come back, decides to rebuild herself at the Lion's expense.....uh-uh...not going to happen. This little lassie just got a reality check in the form of a Superkick, and when the time comes and she enters the ring against the most hated man in wrestling, she will be delivered....her sins will be charged, and paid for in full.

Arcadia awakens behind the arrogant man. She stirs, then rises to her feet, noticing the egomaniac is monologuing. She then begins mocking the JESUS as he speaks more into the camera.

Lively: and it's fact, not fiction....that...

Michael Lively quickly turns around feeling as if something was going on behind him. Arcadia in an instant lays back down. Lively notices his adversary still down, turns back around and continues on his rant.

Lively: You see, God created the heavens, the earth, sun, moon and stars, then finally found perfection in the form of man. He then decided we were lonely and he took a rib from Man created woman...what a fuck up, a mistake, oh God...WHY....

Arcadia jumps up again, and flashes bunny ears behind the White Lion. Lively, unsuspecting, keeps ranting and raving. Arcadia, seeming like she has let all of this go on for long enough, lets out a whistle. Lively hears the annoying noise and...

Lively: Hey, do you mind? The camera is live and the JESUS is preaching.

Arcadia shakes her head. All his ego has blinded him to his current state. She then taps the champ on his shoulder. Lively whips around with a severe attitude, only to be met by a swift kick to the gut. Katrina grabs the Lion's head and places it between her thighs, delivering a nasty Front-Flip Piledriver on Lively. Katrina stands and mockingly strikes the I-Am-Jesus pose. She then soccer kicks the champ in the heavenly jewels. She turns towards the camera...

Arcadia: Now, THAT is a Superkick.

She turns and walks off as the camera goes to something more deserving of the fans time than Michael Lively's bitching.

We go back to the ring

Chase: Aftershock has been off the hook so far and the name is well suited to this next match, it was at Shockwave that Tara pulled a Muta and spat red mist in Jeff’s face while she was under the guise of a cameraman.

Harvey: This is going to be the culmination of a blood feud, that much is for sure. Tara and Jeff parted ways acrimoniously at WWC and that seems to only have intensified in the past couple of months.

The lights cut out and here we go, as usual, we get the benefit of a voice over the PA as the television feed cuts momentarily into static.

STJ: Those who cheer they who rise will celebrate as they fall.

And we have picture restored as Confrontation blasts away and the lights strobe the arena. The camera lingers upon the entrance ramp and then turns to the crowd, scanning the stairwells, a selection of the strobing lights turn red and settle upon APW’s very own Damned Dame of the Insane, striking the I am God pose with her back to the camera.

Tony: The following match is scheduled for one fall. First introducing, calling home Brooklyn New York and weighing in at one hundred and forty pounds. Representing the Church of Kaos, she is The Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaamned Dame of the Insane, ‘Spirit’ Tara Jacobs!

Tara turns with a flourish and makes her way through the crowd, tagging the occasional hand but for the main staying focused on the ring as the crowd noise washes over her. She vaults the barrier and slides into the ring, rising to her knees and then her feet. She paces the ring, doing the usual routine with her entrance attire and falling to a knee, letting loose a primal scream and striking the I am God pose once more as she awaits her foe.

GRUDGE MATCH
“President” Hurricane Jeff Vs “Spirit” Tara Jacobs

No sooner has Jeff made it to the ring than he is having to fight his way to his feet through a barrage of right hands. Tara is in no mood to play nicely and it is clear that she is starting as she means to go on. She leaves Jeff staggered and hits the ropes, dropping him with a knee to the side of the head as he attempts to rise. Jeff tries to make it to his feet but Tara grabs a handful of hair and literally throws him to the mat before leaping on him and laying fists into his head once she has a mount. The ref counts to four, tries to drag Tara off, counts to four again and eventually, Jeff manages to block a punch and throw her off of him.

Harvey: That should have been a disqualification right there but the ref has got to give this match some leeway, the issues behind this match have been building for more than the two months that we have seen.

Jeff makes it to his feet but Tara takes him down with a Dropsault. She measures him as she waits for him to stand and looks to punt him to the head but Jeff ducks under and grabs her ankle, sending her sprawling to the mat. Both are quick to their feet, Jeff throws a super kick, Tara ducks and looks for a spinning heel kick, Jeff swats it aside and launches himself low, taking Tara out with a vicious chop block that sends her flipping backwards. Tara limps slightly as she stands and Jeff hits her with a dropkick to the knee, Tara rolls around the ring cradling her leg and Jeff drops an elbow onto her inner thigh. Jeff leans against the ropes as Tara drags herself up on the ropes and Jeff spears her taking them both through the ring ropes!

Chase: And we have our first Holy Shit chant of the match.

Jeff drags Tara to her feet and launches her backwards with a German suplex that sends her head cracking against the ring steps and as much momentum as Tara had going at the start of the match, Jeff has it all his own way at the moment. He drags Tara to her feet, takes a handful of hair as he draws her away from the ring steps and rams her into them at vicious velocity. Jeff kicks the steps from the corner and climbs onto them, dragging Tara onto them and setting her up for a piledriver. The ref has had enough of Jeff’s hardcore shenanigans and starts yelling at him to get into the ring but the ref has already shown that he is going to let a lot go in this match and who is going to disqualify their boss? Jeff brushes the ref off and hoists Tara into the air, she squirms in his grasp and manages to catch Jeff in the head with a foot. She drops, getting her hands down but that is better at least than the fate Jeff had in mind. Jeff rolls Tara into the ring, rolling her into the centre before heading up high. Jeff flings himself backwards and hits Tara with a breathtaking Moonsault! Jeff covers,

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Kickout! Jeff drags Tara to her feet, sends her into the ropes with an Irish whip but he ducks his head early and gets dropped with a DDT. Tara lies breathing heavily on the mat for a moment before climbing to her feet. Apparently, she feels that it’s about time that she gets some offence of her own in and she charges Jeff, landing a flying leg lariat. She is up to her feet quickly and she lands a Standing Moonsault. She stands and follows up with a Standing Shooting sta. Looking down upon him once more, she completes a trifecta with a Standing Corkscrew Moonsault! Tara rolls Jeff onto his stomach and hooks his legs with her own. She grabs his wrists and drags him up until his head is high enough that she can free a foot and place it on the back of his head, she lets him look down at the mat for a long moment before stomping his head down onto it hard! Tara keeps the legs hooked and grabs his wrists once more, dragging him up to set him up for another vicious curb stomp! Tara rolls Jeff over and pins,

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Kickout!

Harvey: Jeff just took some bigtime abuse there and he still kicked out strong, this match is far from over.

Chase: Tara has been more aggressive recently, going more for blows to the head, how many more can Jeff take?

Harvey: Not many, the human skull is not designed to take so much punishment, but Jeff isn’t going to just let her nail him with them without a fight either.

Tara kicks Jeff onto his stomach and crosses his legs as she hooks him into an Inverse Cloverleaf, raising Jeff’s legs to as high an angle as she can manage as she reefs on the hold. Jeff crawls towards the ropes but Tara seems to have a strong base once she has set. Jeff needs to lessen Tara’s advantage and he knows it, he gets his hands beneath him and manages to bring himself up to a horizontal base before kicking his legs out trying to twist them out of Tara’s grip. She knows that she can not hold this much longer so she lets go and waits for Jeff to get to his feet, she launches herself at him and looks for a Tornado DDT but Jeff throws her bodily into the corner, holds his lower back for a moment before leaping at Tara, wrapping his legs around her shoulders and flipping her over into a Hurricanrana. Jeff leaps up to the ropes and stalks Tara, Missile Dropkick! Jeff hits the ropes and drops a leg onto the back of Tara’s neck. Jeff kicks Tara under the ropes so that she is once more lying on the apron. He scoops her up into a Piledriver position and walks onto the steps, dropping her with a huge Piledriver!

The ref leaps out of the ring and berates Jeff,. Jeff kicks Tara onto the floor from the steps before climbing into the ring and letting the ref do his job, starting a ten count. Tara lies slumped on the floor, the ref gets to seven as she finally stirs and nine as she rolls into the ring right into Jeff’s path. Jeff drags Tara into a sitting position and locks in the HurraSleeper, wrenching heavily on the neck. Tara seems to be almost dead in his grasp and it isn’t long before the ref is checking her limp arms. He lifts it once and it falls limply to the mat, he lifts it a second time and the arm falls. The ref raises it a third time and the arm...drops but Tara’s foot lashed out and caught the rope, whether intentionally, by instinct or by some freak spasm it isn’t clear but the ref has to make Jeff break the hold. Jeff thought he had won and he doesn’t look very happy but the ref explains that Tara’s foot was on the ropes. Tara is in no position to take advantage of this but Jeff is still wasting time.

Eventually, Jeff gets back to the match , dragging Tara to her feet and hooking up her head to nail her with a swinging neckbreaker! With Tara down and still seemingly half out of it, Jeff locks up her legs and rolls her into a Sharpshooter and this time we do get a reaction from Tara as she stifles a scream of pain. The move seems to have woken her up a little and she crawls to the ropes, inching closer to them but Jeff manages to pull her back to the centre, this doesn’t deter Tara however and she doesn’t look close to tapping as she strains towards the ropes once more. With one final effort, she grasps towards the bottom rope and manages to latch on to it. Jeff releases the hold and drags Tara tp her feet, slapping her full in the face but this only serves to wake Tara up and she sends in a flurry of right hands in reply. Jeff returns the favour and closed fists fly back and forth, Tara ducks a right hand, hits the ropes and nails Jeff with a springboard STO! Tara steams towards Jeff and nails him with the Deja vu, a move he should know well from last week! She springs up to the top and looks at Jeff far below, flipping forward into a 630 with ring shaking impact! Tara slumps, not quite falling across Jeff’s body for the pin as she does and the ref starts to count both warriors out. Tara rolls onto her back as the ref hits six but neither she nor Jeff appear to be going anywhere. Suddenly, Tara kips to her feet with a roar, Jeff manages to climb to his feet, some instinct telling him that it was that or die, but Tara smells blood in the water and she launches herself at Jeff, taking him down with the Divine Rites and holding it for the pin,

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Kickout!

Harvey: Both stars have taken inordinate amounts of damage but there is still life in this one.

Chase: Both want this so bad and the ref might have to think about the safety of the pair of them if this goes on much longer.

Tara gestures for Jeff to get to his feet and she flies at him, but Jeff moves out of the way and the ref gets the full benefit of a Spear! The ref falls like a sack of bricks and Tara senses an opening, heading outside the ring and quickly grabbing a chair. She slides in but Jeff is nowhere to be found until we see him coming up with a lead pipe. Tara steams towards Jeff and swings for the fences but steel hits lead and Jeff spins with the impact and lands a heavy blow to Tara's ribs. Tara drops the chair and Jeff grabs it, nailing Tara full across the face with it and busting her open like a ripe watermelon. Jeff could pin but there's no bloody referee! Jeff kicks the ref and picks Tara up, setting her up for a Eye of the Hurricane but Tara rolls through, digs into her tights and nails Jeff with a brass knuckle laden haymaker, opening up a cut! Tara throws the knucks away and picks the ref up by his shirt before dropping him, she rolls out onto the apron and signals for a Soaring Spirits, she flies to the top, flies towards Jeff...

Harvey: Eye of the Hurricane! The exact same counter put Tara out in the Elimination Chamber!

Jeff covers his foe as the ref begins to wake up, he crawls across for the cover,

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NO! The fans are in a state of shock, Tara is in a state of shock but she wastes no time in punting Jeff to the head and heading up high, she flies...

Chase: Supernova!

Tara covers,

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Kickout! Tara looks royally pissed and she lets the ref know about it before turning back to Jeff, helping him to his feet and sending him into the ropes, Jeff launches himself at Tara on the rebound and it's a Hurricane DDT! That was a full 360 degree Tornado DDT and that must have Tara dazed. Jeff takes advantage, dragging her to her feet and setting her up for the HurraDriver, he nails it! He covers,

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Tara rolls a shoulder! The crowd can't believe it and a This is awesome chant breaks out throughout the arena. Jeff is first to his feet and advances on Tara but she kips to her feet, screaming in defiance and spitting red mist into his eyes! Jeff staggers back and Tara takes him down with a Superkick before heading to the apron, springing over onto the middle rope, top, Corkscrew Moonsault and the Divine Intervention is the best triple jump you're ever going to see but Jeff moves out of the way and Tara lands flat on her face. Jeff is quickly to the attack and he drags Tara to her feet and towards the corner. He climbs up, dragging her with him and he looks to be setting up for a HurraDriver

Chase: Its over now!

Tara wrenches down on Jeff's neck, realizing the trouble that she is in and she lands on the middle rope. Seeing where she is, she locks in the double underhook and this can only end badly because Tara and Jeff are flying on a Wing and a Prayer! Tara rolls Jeff over and drapes an arm across his shoulders,

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Winner: “Spirit” Tara Jacobs

Jeff lays motionless in the ring as Spirit gets to her feet and the ref raises her hand

Chase: Jeff tried to put an end to Spirit, but some how, Spirit pulled out a big victory here.

Harvey: This is one of the biggest wins of her career. And now she can focus on trying to get to the Elimination Chamber match at One Night in Hell.

Chase: What we know of Jeff, this won’t be over between him and Spirit.

Spirit celebrates and heads up the ramp. Jeff still hasn’t moved and the ref checks on him as replays from the match plays. Spirit walks through the curtains as we go to a commercial got One Night in Hell.

[President Jeff]

Aftershock comes back on with a video message from Kristina Blackwell









The titantron flickers off

Chase: Man that girl is hot

Harvey: Keep it in your pants Johnny, we have an Xtreme Title match up next.

We go to the ring

Tony: The following Contest is for the APW XTREME CHAMPIONSHIP

‘Rico Sauvé’ by Geraldo hits the speakers as images of Iggy are shown the huge screens, Iggy wearing his black Iggy T-Shirt with the back saying ‘Got Worm?’ shows up with the fans cheering holding a mostly drunk tequila bottle he holds up in the air showing the worm inside! He walks out grinning smiling patting the hands of the fans carefully with his one open hand.

Tony: Making his way to the ring first, Ignacio Ricardo

As Iggy arrives at the ring, he steps up to the outside of the ropes climbing to the top turnbuckle showing everyone his tequila bottle with the worm finishing it off even the worm! The fans cheer as Iggy takes off his shirt tossing it to a hot chica before getting into the ring ready to face his opponent!

Tony: And his opponent, Streets Wilson!

Release Yo Delf by Method Man plays over the PA system as Iggy turns to look up at the curtains, hoping up onto the middle turnbuckle to look for Streets, but that would just happen to be Iggy’s mistake as Streets comes charging out of the crowd, and dives under the bottom rope. Fans screams, and points for Iggy to turn around, but it's too late by the time he does as Iggy finds himself running face first into a lead pipe in the forehead, knocking him straight to the mat

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Chase: Holy Crap, that Streets Wilson is one crazy dude.

Harvey: Crazy ain't the word, Wilson's out for blood tonight.

XTREME TITLE MATCH
Streets Wilson Vs Ignacio Ricardo


Wilson slips that pipe of his into the belt of his jean shorts, and goes to bring Iggy back to his feet, but ends up with a boot in the stomach, and a DDT on the mat before Iggy slips out of the ring to go in search of a steel chair. Streets hops back up to his feet as Iggy brings a steel chair into the ring, but ends up catching the heel end of a Kick as that steel chair finds itself driven into his jaw with the heel of his boot. Picking up the steel chair, Streets sets it up before pulling Iggy back to his feet. Turning, he springs off the chair before springing off the middle rope, and then the top rope, and in midair grabs a hold of Iggy's head, and drives him head first into the set up chair with a triple jump DDT, grabbing a nice pop from the crowd.

Chase: Damn!

Harvey: Damn is right, Streets Wilson is one crazy man. I hope Iggy's able to come back from whatever beating Wilson hands him.

As Wilson drags Iggy back to his feet, Iggy makes a desperation move by throwing Wilson outside the ring. Pulling himself to his feet, Iggy backs up, then dives head first over the top rope, driving Wilson back into the retaining barrier, getting a nice pop from the crowd. Iggy kicks Wilson in the stomach after pulling him to his feet, and attempts to set him up for a powerbomb, but finds himself tossed backwards over the retaining barrier, and onto a fan causing the fan to jump from his seat, Iggy prone in the chair now as Wilson slowly backs down to the other end of the ringside area. Charging in Iggy's direction, Wilson round's off, and dives over the barrier, but completely misses Iggy as Iggy dives out of the way, causing Wilson to crack his head against the chair, and the floor at the exact same time.

Chase: Streets is doing anything it takes to win that Xtreme Title

Harvey: That looks like it HAD to hurt!

Iggy doesn't even bother to drag him back out of the crowd, he just follows him back into it, clothes lining him down into the floor further into the crowd, tossing him over a group of fans where Wilson lands hard against the ground. Grabbing a nearby chair, Iggy turns, and cracks Wilson in the back with it hard enough to cause him to arch upward before rolling over onto his knees. Wilson then turns at him, and gives him the hand signal to basically Bring it on causing Iggy to slam the chair down straight into the top of Wilson's skull, knocking him onto the ground. Iggy then goes for the first fall of the card
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but the referee isn't quick enough, and Iggy only gets a one count on Wilson as Wilson kicks him clear off of him onto the floor.

Chase: Remember folks, this match is Xtreme Rules, so falls count anywheres in a match like this

Harvey: This is why APW is the best

As Iggy attempts to pull Wilson back to his feet, he's met with an uppercut before Wilson tackles him backward into the floor, blasting him several times in the face with right, and left hands before spitting in his face, and hopping back to his feet. Pulling Iggy to his feet, Wilson heaves him over onto the concrete before pulling out a table, causing the crowd to start chanting TABLE! TABLE! at the top of its lungs. Grabbing a cup of beer from a nearby vender, Wilson takes a swig before spitting it on Iggy, and then dousing him in the rest of it. Wilson then jerks him to his feet, and tosses him onto the table before climbing up onto the balcony above. Walking backward enough, Wilson takes a deep breath before charging down the balcony, and leaps onto the railing before slamming down through the table with a vicious Frog Splash causing the crowd to break into the first HOLY SHIT! chant.

Chase : I AGREE WITH THE CROWD ON THAT ONE! HOLY ****!

Harvey: I wonder if Iggy is even alive after that one!

After a moment or two, Wilson slowly crawls back to his feet, dragging Iggy to his feet as well, figuring it would be time to take this match backstage as he throws him through the nearest doorway into the backstage area, though Iggy grabs a hold of the doorframe at the same time, and flings a chair back at Wilson as he comes charging, causing him to hit the floor rather hard. As Iggy attempts to catch his breath, Wilson pulls himself to his knees, and gives Iggy the worst Low Blow that he had ever received in his life as Wilson uppercuts him below the belt causing him to fall flat on his face. Pulling himself back to his feet, Wilson heads back behind the stage now, and leans up against the wall for a moment, attempting to catch his breath as well. Meanwhile, Iggy's given enough time to pull himself together, and charges at Wilson who isn't able to move in time as Iggy spears Wilson through the plate glass window between the inside of the building, and the locker room in the direction of the parking lot which busts Wilson wide open.

Chase: Uh oh, Wilson's been busted open!

Harvey: Is that a bad thing? Iggy seems to be on a roll after that Low Blow.

Iggy pulls Wilson back to his feet, and throws him down along the buffet table that was set up before pulling him off of it. Setting him up for what seems to be a powerbomb, Iggy pulls him up before driving him through the buffet table, and falling on top of him for a cover. The ref drops down to count the fall... 1
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and Wilson kicks Iggy off at the last second. Iggy then drags Wilson back to his feet, and pulls him in the direction of the soda machines before Wilson turns, grabs a fistful of his hair, and slams his already bloody face into the soda machine. As Iggy stumbles off the machine slightly, Wilson takes a step backwards before sliding forward to nail Iggy through the glass of the candy machine next to it with a big boot to the back of his skull! Wilson then grabs a hold of Iggy's hips, and rolls him up for his first fall attempt of the match as the ref drops down for the count...
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and Iggy barely kicks out, the two both a bloody mess as they lay on the floor, attempting to catch their breath. Iggy slowly crawls to his feet as does Wilson, though Iggy crawls in the other direction, but Wilson is able to turn to slam one of his boots into Iggy's ribcage, causing him to gasp for air. Wilson then attempts to drive that same boot into Iggy's midsection, but he grabs a hold of Wilson's boot, and wraps an ankle lock on him.

Harvey: Wow, the first technical move in this entire match!

Chase: Yeah, but it seems to be affective as it's dropped Wilson to the ground!

As Wilson rolls back, and forth to attempt to break Iggy's grasp upon his ankle, it seems not to work until Wilson reaches into the inside of his shorts, and pulls that lead pipe of his from it, and blasts Iggy in the top of the head with it, not once, but twice, finally getting him to break the hold. Wilson then slips that pipe back into his shorts, and slowly pulls himself to his feet, limping slightly from the pain. Wilson then pulls Iggy to an up to his feet and picks him up for a suplex but drops him in a brainbuster and covers.
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Kick Out

Chase: Iggy’s needs to fight back here

Streets locks in a Judo Choke. After a good couple of minutes, Wilson releases the hold, and drops Iggy to the floor before grabbing a hold of his hair, and dragging him back into the arena onto the stage where out of desperation, Iggy turns around, and nails the Iggy’s Bite off of the stage causing the largest pop of the night out of the crowd before he falls ontop of Wilson off the side of the stage. The ref drops down to count the fall...
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KICK OUT!

Chase: AND WILSON REFUSES TO STAY DOWN!

Harvey: One of these two is going to give sooner or later!

Iggy pulls Wilson to his feet, and the two begin to slug it out in the direction of the ring before Wilson posts Iggy by ramming him face first into the ring post before wrenching the ring steps free, and chucking them into the ring with a growl, causing the crowd to go nuts! Wilson then drags Iggy back into the ring, deciding that it was time to end this. Sliding out of the ring, Wilson reaches under the ring, and begins to drag table after table out from under the ring, setting up a row of three tables stacked two high. Reaching under the ring, Wilson pulls a thing of kerosine, and a book of matchs. Dousing the tables with kerosine, Wilson strikes a match, and tosses it onto the tables, setting them a blaze causing the crowd to errupt as Iggy is coming to! Wilson then slips back into the ring as Iggy attempts to swing a chair at him, but finds himself caught on the receiving end of the Vicious DDT! Pulling Iggy to the outside of the ring, Wilson pulls that pipe from the inside of his shorts, and wraps it around his throat. Hopping up onto the middle turnbuckle on the outside. Iggy starts battling back and Streets drops the pipe. The two end up back inside the ring and exchange punches. Streets get the advantage and then picks Iggy up for a powerbomb and starts running towards the side of the ring with the flaming table, but Iggy is able to fight out and land on his feet. Iggy kicks Streets and picks him up for a Razors Edge and tosses him over the top rope and through the flaming tables which sets off the loudest HOLY SHIT! chant of the night. The ring crew is there with fire extinguisher to put the fire out and Iggy exits the ring and makes the cover. The referee drops down to the floor to count the fall
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Winner and NEW APW XTREME CHAMPION: IGGY

EMTs come rushing out with a stretcher out. Slowly, Iggy climbs to his feet, helping Iggy to his feet where the two embrace before Streets is taken out on the stretcher, and Iggy walks out with the help of several referees with the Xtreme title in his hand.

Chase: Wow, what an insane match that was

Harvey: A hell of a job by both men.

Chase: Its been a month, but we finally have a new Xtreme Champion.

Harvey: And up next, we have Trevor Blackwell and Matt Metal going at it in a street fight!

[President Jeff]

A video package of the Trevor Blackwell Vs Matt Metal match is shown

The camera pans out to a wide shot of the capacity crowd packing out the Arrowhead Pond in Anaheim, CA. An electric charge runs through the air as the APW Faithful are still buzzing from the last match. A cacophony of sound bouncing off the walls until the PA system rings back to life with the voice of APW Ring Announcer, Tony Ferrari.

Tony: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match has no time limit and is the "falls counts anywhere" Street Fight.

The crowd explodes in anticipation, breaking into a chant of "We Want TREVOR, We Want TREVOR". Their impatience pays off as "Revolution is my Name" assaults the loudspeakers as the lights go down and blue and white strobe lights illuminate the stage. Everybody's Hero, The Hardcore Icon, "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell appears, his Singapore Cane clutched in his hand, his arms outstretched in the Trademark Blackwell Crucifix Pose as gouts of blue ghost flame erupt from the stage on either side of him, the crowd exploding to a deafening roar and the red and blue strobes spread out across the arena.

Tony: Coming out to the ring first, from Long Island, NY, weighing in at 293 lbs...the King of Hardcore...The Exellence of Extreme...The "Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell!

The Hardcore Icon struts down the aisle, going back and forth from one side of the runway to the other, slapping hands and pounding fists with his rabidly loyal fans. He reaches the ring and slides under the bottom rope to scale each turnbuckle respectively, striking his Crucifix pose for every facet of the crowd before stepping into the middle of the ring and raising his Singapore Cane over his head, one more gout of ghost flame erupting from each of the four posts.

Harvey: This is new. "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell is making his entrance first... Doesn't he usually bully the road agents into letting him come out last so he can leave a lasting impression on the minds of what he considers to be HIS APW Faithful?

Chase: I don't think this one is about bravado and showmanship. Trevor Blackwell has come out ready to fight and I think he just wants to get down to business. This is most certainly The King of Hardcore's kinda match... I hope Matt Metal is ready for this...

The arena is then plunged in darkness as the fan’s start the usual boo’s at the stage and then a ray of blue lasers light up on the stage before those famous words are utter, but not shouting, just like a slow evil whisper...

“Can’t stop Nu Metal...On the Block”

Then a remixed version of come with me by P Diddy plays on the P.A. system, a much darker and slowly version, one that sound similar to the Version of My Time on the WWE Anthology, to go in tune with the heel turn of Matt Metal.

Then the lights go up, the crowd let out a blast of hatred as appearing under the ray of blue lasers directed from the stage and to the sky is Matt Metal, in his wrestling gear and looking around.

Tony: And his opponent... from Surrey, England... weighing in at 260 lbs... The Innovator of Metalmania... Matt Metal!!!

Metal then steps through the lasers and is stood in front of them and has a single white spotlight shine on him before he then slowly raises his arms up almost as if he is looking up at something before he then drop’s his head down and then walks out of the light and down the ramp as the lights go up, Metal gives everybody a sly smile before then getting to the ring and stopping, looking at the area where he is about to do battle. Metal’s face turns evil and he climbs into the ring and gets in the middle before walking into onto one side and just raising his arm’s up in the air in an arrogant cocky manor, one that tells an evil confidence in the match ahead.

Harvey: Wait a minute... Does Metal have a Sledgehammer?! Could this be the "Old Matt Metal" that Trevor Blackwell keeps going on about?

Chase: I think so and now that puts the ball in Trevor Blackwell's court... He may have just awakened a sleeping giant here tonight and the rest of APW better pray that The Excellence of Extreme is up to the challenge of slaying him or we're all screwed...

STREET FIGHT
Matt Metal Vs Trevor Blackwell


As The Innovator of Metalmania paces around the ring, playing out his entrance music and just generally pissing off the fans, The Career Killer decides to take the initiative and get the ball rolling. He drops his Singapore Cane before running the ropes for momentum and catching an unaware Matt Metal with an uncharacteristically high flying Suicide Dive between the first and second ropes, his shoulder colliding with Metal's jaw and sending both of them crashing to the concrete outside as the bell rings.

Harvey: Well, this one is just barely under way and already both Blackwell and Metal are laid out on the concrete.

Chase: Hey, if you think either of these guys are going to be pulling any punches, you're lying to yourself, Darren... I wouldn't be surprised if both men end up on the injured list again by the time this is over...

But really they've only just begun... Trevor Blackwell is already back to his feet and wraps a fist in Metal's hair before lifting him to a vertical base and performing a spinning Irish Whip that sends Metal back first into the Steel Guardrail on the other side of the ring. Matt recoils in pain and slumps against the railing as The King of Hardcore strikes a Crucifix Pose for his adoring subjects. The crowd only roars louder when Trevor picks up Metal's Sledgehammer, raising it into the air triumphantly. He charges Matt, holding the weapon like a Battering Ram but the Nu Metal Master opens his eyes. He was merely playing possum and shows awesome awareness and timing by ducking down and rolling behind the charging Career Killer, leaving him to collide with the railing anyway, the head of the Sledgehammer slamming into the Steel Guardrail with a loud "CLANG" that reverberates over the crowd noise. Shocked, Blackwell spins around only to catch a boot to the gut from Matt who instantly cinches Trevor up and goes for a real early Nu Metal. The Career Killer narrowly avoids what could've been a really short match by pushing Matt off and almost shattering his spine when he swings the Sledgehammer into the small of Metal's back like he's trying to destroy a brick wall. Matt drops to his knees on the concrete with a pain filled expression before being flattened by a Running Big Boot to the back of the head.

Harvey: Holy crap! Don't stand on the tracks when the train's coming through! Trevor just ran metal over!

Chase: I've never seen someone take someone else out with a Sledgehammer that brutally before! Is Trevor Blackwell really trying to kill him?!

Trevor Blackwell rolls Matt Metal over for the pin.
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NO! Metal kicks out and the crowd showers him with boos for his efforts. The Excellence of Extreme gets to his feet and walks over to the time keeper. Having seen this bit before, the official immediately gets up and folds his chair, handing it to The Career Killer in the hopes of not being tossed aside. Blackwell smiles and graciously accepts this peace offering before turning around and laying out the official with a vicious chairshot anyway.

Harvey: That was uncalled for! There was no reason for that!

Chase: You're right, Darren... Why don't you go over there and tell "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell to behave...

Darren Harvey just looks around fearfully.

Harvey: No...

Chase: Then he can do whatever the hell he wants, can't he?

But Matt Metal, being the wily fucking veteran that he is, decides to capitalize on this momentary distraction. He gets to his feet slowly, favoring his back, and rushes Blackwell from behind, taking out his knee with a nasty Chopblock that puts Trevor on his back, his head cracking against the concrete. Metal holds his back for a moment, paying for his sudden burst of energy with a blinding pain that shoots up his spine, the arena spinning for him for a moment before The Innovator of Metalmania holds onto the railing to get his bearings again. He turns, seeing a still dazed Career Killer on the floor and gives him a vicous stomp in the mouth to get his blood pumping again, The APW Faithful rewarding Matt with a battalion of curses. Blackwell tries use the same railing that Metal did to get to his feet but Matt, being the nice guy that he is, meets his opponent halfway with a knee to the gut before dragging him by the hair to the Timekeeper's table. The official still laid out at their feet, Metal slams Trevor face first into the ring bell ten times, making violent music with Blackwell's skull.

Harvey: Turns out if Matt Metal ever decides to retire, he'd have a hell of a career as a musician....

Chase: You don't really write your own material, do you?

Matt finally grows tired of this Symphony of Destruction and turns, tossing Trevor head first towards the turnbuckle post but The Career Killer stops himself with his hands and curbs his opponent's momentum with a Mule Kick to Metal's jewels. Again, Matt drops to his knees, this time holding his crotch but somehow manages to push past the pain and springs to his feet when he sees Trevor Blackwell trying to slide into the ring to grab his discarded Singapore Cane. Metal yanks Trevor out by the leg and blasts him in the mouth with a vicious elbow that sends The King of Hardcore stumbling towards the entrance ramp. Matt grabs the Steel Chair that Trevor dropped and tosses it towards him, prompting Blackwell to catch it before launching into a Roaring Elbow but The Excellence of Extreme has been around the block a few times himself. He ducks underneath Metal as he spins and slams the chair over his opponent's head with a loud "CRACK"! The wind is forcibly expelled from Matt's lungs as The Career Killer starts to settle into his zone by jabbing the chair point-first into Metal's ribcage... the roar of the crowd getting under his skin as the fans start to chant, "TREVOR'S GONNA KILL YOU! TREVOR'S GONNA KILL YOU!"

Harvey: Trevor Blackwell must love how the fans support him... He doesn't even have to worry about playing mindgames with Matt Metal... The APW Faithful seem to be doing it for him...

Chase: But don't count out Matt Metal... This isn't the version of him the APW Faithful are used to seeing... I'm sure he's got a few tricks up his sleeve...

Like a Roman Centurion feeding a Christian to the lions, The Career Killer grabs Matt Metal by the hair and dumps him unceremoniously over the guardrail and into the waiting crowd. Metal lands on his ass and looks up at fans that seem very unfriendly to him. Trevor backs up a bit as Matt tries to get to his feet. A random fan kicks Metal in the back and he goes down in an outraged sprawl as the fan high fives his friend. Metal gets up to his hands and knees, shaking off the exploding pain in his already sore spine as The King of Hardcore charges the railing before placing a hand on it and using the leverage to do a Leap Frog before tucking the Steel Chair underneath him and dropping a Sabu-style Arabian Facebuster down on the back of Metal's head. The fans start their typical "HOLY SHIT!" chant as Trevor Blackwell stands and strikes a Crucifix Pose. Matt Metal's face is now a bit bloody, the harsh concrete opening up a gash in his forehead as he was crushed by a comination of Blackwell's weight and the unforgiving Steel Chair. Trevor stops his posing and makes his second pin of the match.
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Metal kicks out at the last second as the fans erupt.

Harvey: Trevor Blackwell is really taking it to Matt Metal in this Falls Count Anywhere Street Fight but The Innovator of Metalmania refuses to stay down...

Chase: I don't know how healthy that is...

Trevor gets to his feet and tries to take a now rather bloody Matt Metal with him but a Low Blow from The Nu Metal Master brings him down to his level. Suddenly, Metal catches a second wind. This is the Matt Metal of old. The man who caught second winds out of nowhere even without the fans supporting him. In an explosion of energy, Metal jumps up to his feet and drills a dazed Blackwell with a Nu Metal out of nowhere!!! He goes for the pin.
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HOLY SHIT! The ref's hand gets a centimeter away from the concrete before Trevor Blackwell gets his shoulder up!

Harvey: TREVOR BLACKWELL JUST KICKED OUT OF THE NU METAL!!! I don't think that's ever happened before!

Chase: What the hell does Matt Metal do when his best move won't keep his opponent down???

Metal is back to his feet and has Trevor's Steel Chair in his hands. He brings it down with blow after blow after blow across the back of Blackwell's head. Matt Metal is nothing more then a ball of frustrated rage as he lifts a semi-conscious Career Killer to his feet and stands the folded, dented chair up, wedging the top of it into the doubled over Blackwell's throat before lifting him to a standing position and bringing it down hard on the concrete with a sickening sound. Trevor Blackwell collapses to the concrete, coughing up blood from his possibly crushed windpipe as the fans scream obscenities at the Innovator of Metalmania. But who's a Metalmaniac these days? Certainly not the APW Faithful in this Anaheim arena. Metal backs up a few paces and drops an elbow across Trevor's throat for good measure before going for his second pin of the match... The fans chant for their hero's return but the ref makes the count anyway...
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NO! Trevor kicks out yet again and is back on his feet before Matt Metal is, riding that trademark Blackwell Adrenaline Rush powered by the fans he almost kills himself to entertain.

Harvey: How is Trevor Blackwell still standing?

Chase: Damn... Matt Metal better run...

And that sounds like pretty damn good advice to the Nu Metal Master. He hightails it out of there and disappears into the crowd. All anyone watching can see is asses and elbows as Trevor Blackwell takes off after him. But Matt Metal is no coward... Crazy like a fox is more like it... Metal runs through the arena exit and out into the lobby, surrounded by concession stands and merchandise venders. Matt looks around for an escape and smiles, running and hiding behind a concession counter. He looks up and grabs a basket full of greasy, boiling french fries to take into his hidden locale.

Harvey: What the hell is Matt Metal doing? Has he lost his mind? This is no time for a snack...

Chase: God, you have no imagination... Just shut up and watch...

"The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell explodes through the entrance to the lobby like a bull in a china shop but stops dead in his tracks when there's no Matt Metal in sight. He looks around and spots what seems to be a young fan dressed in a "Human Wrecking Machine" hooded sweatshirt. He looks up at The Excellence of Extreme with a smile and points to the concession stand that conceals a resting Metal. Trevor quietly sneaks up on the counter but doesn't realize he just unwittingly sprung Matt's trap. The Nu Metal Master jumps up from his hiding place and throws the scalding hot fries in Trevor Blackwell's face. Trevor hits the floor screaming and writhing in pain as he holds his face, the hot grease melting his flesh like wax. Metal laughs and nods to the young fan as he goes behind a merchandise table and grabs an Extra Large Metalmania T-Shirt. He sits his opponent up and humiliates him by pulling the shirt down over Blackwell's head and torso, trapping his arms before splitting his head open with a sudden DDT on the concrete floor. He rolls Blackwell over, restrained by the T-Shirt, his skin covered in hot grease and seemingly melting off his face, blood now pouring down and stinging his third degree burns as it forms a crimson mask. Matt Metal triumphantly makes the pin and the ref drops into position.
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His knees come up and Trevor Blackwell kicks out of the pin, the fans nearly losing their minds. Matt Metal screams the word, "FUCK!" and gets up to his feet, kicking the concession counter, wondering what the hell it will take to put The King of Hardcore away. Suddenly the young fan tugs on Matt Metal's pant leg. The Innovator of Metalmania wheels around on the boy.

Boy: Aren't you Matt Metal?

Matt seems outraged at this kid interrupting his match but can't help himself. Sometimes old habits die hard.

Metal: Yes I am... Are you one of my little Metalmaniacs?

The kid laughs and pulls back his hood, revealing himself to be none other the Little Dick!

Little Dick: Nah, you fucking suck! Sabur is the ****ing man!

Matt Metal explodes in rage and punts his pint sized antagonist like an ugly little football.

Metal: **** Sabur!

A booming voice echoes over Matt Metal's shoulder as the Nu Metal Master towers over a cowering Little Dick. His face takes on a Looney Tunes-style "Oh Shit" look as Sabur nearly takes his head off for the second time this week with a Clothesline from behind. Once again, he's hoisted onto the titanic shoulders of The Genetic Powerhouse and gets helplessly slammed to the concrete with a House of Pain. Sabur helps his Little Dick get erect again and rips the shirt off his mentor's body before gently laying The Career Killer on top of Metal as the two leave. The ref has no choice but to count.

Harvey: No! Don't let it end like this!

Chase: This is a No DQ Street Fight... This is all legal...

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Metal kicks out at the last second anyway and the fans have to literally stop themselves from rioting at Matt Metal's persistance to continue. Trevor just rolls off of Metal, still recoiling in pain from the hot french fries, scraping at his still melting flesh with his hands out of agony. Matt is back on his feet and pushes the referee on his ass, screaming at him in outrage that the official even counted a pin after he was assaulted like that. The Career Killer is back on his feet behind the screaming, frustrated, venting Metal and decides to take this opportunity to do some demolition work. He walks over to the merchandise table and rips the plywood tabletop off. From underneath, he produces one of the 2X4s that was being used as a makeshift table leg... with a nail still poking out of it. He stalks up behind Metal who's too busy taking his frustrations out on the hapless referee and takes the time to catch his breath and strike a Crucifix Pose that gets the APW Faithful watching this on the titantron to their feet again, before dropping down and bringing the spiked 2X4 into the back of his knee. Matt falls to the ground in shock and agony, the referee hopping back out of the way before Metal can take him down with him. Maybe Trevor should've yelled "Timber" first... The Innovator of Metalmania's blood gushes out in a spray that splashes Blackwell's face and joins his own Crimson Mask. With a smile, The Career Killer pulls the 2X4's nail out of Metal's skin with a sickening wet sound. Like a man possessed, Trevor licks Matt's blood from the rusty nail, indulging in his own sick enjoyment of the carnage before kicking the Nu Metal Master onto his back and bringing it down again. Metal tries to squirm out of the way in horror but the rusty nail still pierces Matt Metal's inner thigh, his desperate attempts at evasion being the only thing that let him keep his balls.

Harvey: Trevor Blackwell just almost killed Matt Metal's chance of creating the next generation of Metalmania... He's gone too far this time...

Chase: I can't help it... I have to agree...

Metal screams and tries to return the favor, using all of his strength in a two legged kick that lands square in the nuts of the man trying his best to kill him. He hobbles to his feet and grabs the referee, spinning and Iriish Whipping him with everything he has towards the King of Hardcore. His efforts prove fruitful as the referee's and Trevor's heads collide in a thud that makes everyone watching shudder. The two of them drop to the ground in a heap... The referee knocked out... Trevor Blackwell horribly dazed... His blood now staining the official's face and making it look like the ref is busted open as well. Matt Metal winces and nearly cries out in suffering as he rips the rusty nail studded instrument of his torment out of the tender flesh of his thigh. He uses it like a crutch and hobbles away, leaving Blackwell in his wake for the moment as he pushes through the door leading to the underground parking garage attached to the arena.

Harvey: Maybe Matt Metal has finally smartened up and decided that all this isn't worth it. Hopefully he'll just get in his car and head for next week's Overdrive.

Chase: I don't think Metal's that smart...

The Excellence of Extreme hears the doors slam and shakes out of his daze. He holds his jewels and pushes the limp referee off of him before sprinting as fast as he's currently able for the parking lot. For the second time tonight, Trevor Blackwell bursts through an exit door only to find Matt Metal nowhere in sight. But the slam of a car door quickly betrays Metal's position. It turns out, he and Darren Harvey were thinking the same thing. Matt Metal is in his car and backing out of his parking space. Trevor rushes the vehicle, planning to rip Matt out of it and beat him within an inch of his life but Metal bypasses the Reverse setting on his shifter and goes straight for Drive. To his credit (or maybe his stupidity), Trevor Blackwell doesn't bother diving out of the way. He stands his ground and continues to rush Metal's car head on, planning to jump onto his hood. But it turns out that the horsepower of the vehicle are quicker then Blackwell's legs... who knew?... Inside the arena, the APW Faithful start to scream themselves hoarse with the loudest "HOLY SHIT!" chant ever heard in the world of Sports Entertainment as the unforgiving steel grill of Matt's automobile meets the very mortal stomach of Trevor's torso at about 40 miles per hour. The APW Faithful inside the arena collectively hold their breath as The Hardcore Icon spirals through the air, spinning end over end before starting a chant of "PLEASE DON'T DIE! PLEASE DON'T DIE!" as Trevor lands face first on the concrete. That adrenaline rush courses through his veins again as Matt Metal turns the car around and guns the engine. He dives out of the way at the last minute as the vehicle just runs over Trevor's foot. The King of Hardcore limps over to his Harley and lets the motor roar as Metal turns the car around one more time. He pushes the bike to its maximum speed, heading straight for Matt and his car, shifting his weight and popping it back into a wheelie. Metal looks surprised then narrows his eyes and guns the engine up to 60 mph. The front tire comes down hard onto the windshield of the automobile. Matt screams in shock and slams his foot down on the brake. The King of Hardcore holds on for dear life as the car spins out and the driver's side collides Optimus Prime masquerading as a big orange Saburmobile, setting off the car alarm to drown out the crunch of twisted steel. Matt Metal is seen crawling out of the passengers' side door and takes off in a hobbling run for the arena again while Trevor Blackwell takes a moment to pull the Harley's front tire out of the windshield.

Harvey: Where the hell is Matt Metal going now? He's quickly running out of options...

Chase: Trevor Blackwell can't keep going like this forever, can he? Matt Metal has got to eventually wear him down...

He makes it about three quarters of the way across the parking garage before Trevor is clear of the vehicle. He guns the engine once again and rides Metal down, catching him when he's within spitting distance of the Wrestlers' Entrance door. The Excellence of Extreme pulls the bike into a tailspin and roars off away from the arena again... his fist clenched around the back of the Nu Metal Master's shirt, dragging him behind as he hits 30 mph, shredding his clothes and leaving road rash on Matt Metal's arms before throwing all of his strength and weight and momentum into flinging the Innovator of Metalmania into the driver's side door of another car. Metal lands shoulder first and slumps down to the concrete. Knowing that he can't just lie there and let it end like this... that he has to push on, Matt crawls into the middle of the garage again as Trevor spins the bike around and comes back for another pass. Matt Metal watches him, using all of his willpower to keep aware of his surroundings and favors Trevor Blackwell with a sadistic grin as he bears down on him with his Harley. At the last moment... mere feet before Trevor would run Matt over, Metal springs off his feet and goes airborne... launching himself at Blackwell and taking him off the bike with a Flying Clothesline. Both men fall in an awkward heap on the concrete, the bike skidding out and colliding with a cement pylon. Barely conscious, Metal rolls onto his back and sees The Hardcora Luchadora already in mid-flight above him.

Katrina: STAR POWER!!!

She throws her body into a 630 degree Shooting Star Press, crushing Matt Metal and knocking the wind out of him before rolling Trevor on top of him and running off into the arena screaming something incoherant in Spanish. The ref shrugs his shoulders and makes the count.
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SONOFABITCH! Matt Metal's body kicks into overdrive and gets his arm up at the last second. Trevor just rolls off... absolutely exhausted and clutching the back of his head from when he impacted the concrete due to the Flying Clothesline. Metal staggers to his feet and stomps Trevor in the teeth before stumbling off towards the Wrestlers' Entrance, pushing through the doorway into the Catering area, wondering why he doesn't have more friends, looking desperately for something to finish off his opponent who just refuses to die. Trevor Blackwell explodes through the doorway in a half-conscious, adrenaline fueled daze just as Matt Metal finds his newest instrument of destruction. He reaches at the catering table and grabs a Pumpkin Pie that he hurls into The Career Killer's face with all of this strength. Instead of ducking, Trevor just stands there looking at Metal like he's a retard before being splattered with the pie. Blackwell stops... and laughs... and licks some of the pie off his face like Scooby Doo in the opening of the old cartoon before flashing a sick grin. Metal backpedals as Blackwell stalks towards him before turning and breaking into a limping sprint. Trevor breaks into a run and follows him straight into the Paramedics' Station. Matt eyes a bucket of water and grabs it, turning and soaking Trevor's face and hair and clothes. A few drops get in Trevor's eyes as his burns and open wounds sting. He stops for a moment to wipe his eyes clean as Metal grabs two Defribulator Paddles. He screams, "CLEAR" and smacks The King of Hardcore in the chest with the paddles. The water acts as a perfect conductor and the instrument that is meant to shock a person's heart back into life during Cardiac Arrest proceeds to horribly electrocute Trevor Blackwell. The Career Killer jumps and vibrates like a puppet on strings as his long, jet black hair stands on end. Metal finally releases him and Trevor crashes to the floor.

Harvey: I THINK TREVOR BLACKWELL IS DEAD!

Chase: At least this match would finally end...

The fans break into another "HOLY SHIT!" chant as Metal makes the cover, shocking himself in the process.
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NO! Trevor Blackwell still refuses to die! Matt Metal gets up off his opponent before throwing the paddles down in utter disgust and frustration and limping away, his thigh and knee now leaving a trail of blood on the floor in his wake as "The Hardcore Princess" Kristina Blackwell comes charging out of nowhere and flings Matt Metal across the hallway with a Corkscrew Hurricanrana. He gets to his knees in rage and Kalayla "Fyre Angel" Mitchell lays him out with the Solar Flare. Metal slumps to the floor out cold. They start to lay the boots to the Innovator of Metalmania as "The Iceman" Jason Royce and The Hardcore Kid rush the scene. Royce spears Kristina Blackwell into a wall and The Hardcore Kid takes out Fyre Angel with a Spinning Heel Kick. Officials and Security rush the scene, breaking up the APW Tag Team Champions and their #1 Contendors as "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell pushes through the crowd of people.

Harvey: How the hell is Trevor Blackwell still standing after all the punishment he's taken???

Chase: He isn't human!!!

Matt Metal gets to his feet, just getting back his wits as he turns around into a boot in the stomach from an enraged Career Killer before being hoisted up onto his shoulders and slammed down onto the concrete floor with a bone shattering Full Throttle! Trevor Blackwell literally falls on top of Metal for the pin, his muscles still twitching from the thousands of volts of electricity still coursing through his body as the ref pushes Security out of the way to land in position.
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Harvey: MATT METAL JUST KICKED OUT OF THE FULL THROTTLE!!!

Chase: Well, I suppose it is only fair... Trevor kicked out of the Nu Metal...

Trevor is back on his feet and stomping Matt Metal in the head. He grabs him by the back of the head and drags the Nu Metal Master down the hallway by his hair before throwing him through an ominous black curtain.

Harvey: Are they coming out here now???

Chase: Sure... NOW they make it to the ring...

Indeed, this match has finally come full circle as Matt Metal comes tumbling out of the entrance curtain and lands on the stage hard. "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell strides triumphantly through the curtain to receive a huge standing ovation from the APW Faithful and an even huger Jumping Knee Strike from the Innovator of Metalmania. Trevor hits the steel stage and Metal goes staggering away to the left side as the fans start a chant of, "FUCK HIM UP, TREVOR, FUCK HIM UP!!" followed by unanimous foot stomps from the crowd. This powers Trevor Blackwell to his feet as he explodes from his position and SPEARS MATT METAL OFF THE ENTRANCE STAGE!!! They plunge fifteen feet off of the steel platform and crash through the sound stage before hitting the concrete floor, Tech Crew members scurrying for safety. The referee looks down into wreckage and sits down on the stage before hopping through the hole left by these two warriors' broken bodies. Trevor is technically on top of Metal so the ref counts the pin.
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Metal doesn't really kick out. Trevor just doesn't know where the fuck he is so he stands up in the middle of the referee's counting and staggers away. Blackwell suddenly remembers that he's in a Street Fight against Matt Metal and grabs his lifeless opponent, hurling him over the guard rail and onto the entrance ramp. The King of Hardcore hops the railing and catches his foot on it, falling on his face utterly exhausted. After a few moments of lifelessness from both combatants, Trevor Blackwell is first to his feet and lifting Matt Metal to his. But suddenly, Matt catches his umpteenth wind and blasts Trevor in the face with an exaggerated pro wrestling roundhouse right. Trevor Blackwell staggers and returns the blow with a right of his own. The two tired fighters continue to trade blows to the delight of the crowd until they reach the ring and Metal ducks one of Trevor's punches before smashing his face into the ring apron. Trevor staggers back and Metal dropkicks Trevor from behind but catches him before he can hit the concrete and rolls him into the ring. Matt Metal climbs up to the top rope from the outside and leaps off with a Kneedrop aimed at Blackwell's skull, reminding the fans why he's not a high flyer as The Excellence of Extreme rolls out of the way and back to his feet. Matt Metal's momentum makes him bounce off the mat and Blackwell catches him from behnd before bringing The Nu Metal Master back down with a snap Reverse Russian Legsweep.

Harvey: Holy crap! Who knew this would actually turn into a wrestling match?

Chase: This is finally coming down to the wire, I can taste it...

Trevor rolls out of the ring and busies himself underneath the ring apron as Metal starts to stir. He produces as 20 foot Steel Ladder as the fans go nuts. Sliding the steel monstrosity into the ring and following it, The Career Killer notices that Matt is starting to get to his hands and knees. Trevor lifts the Ladder and measures his opponent up before bringing it down hard into Metal's already sore lower back three times.

Harvey: Trevor Blackwell is trying to sever Metal's spine!

Chase: Looks like its back to the hospital for Matt...

Finally satisfied, Trevor sets up the ladder in the corner of the ring before sliding out again and going back under the ring apron for more toys. He comes back with a small brown paper bag that he lifts up to the unanimous approval of HIS APW Faithful.

Harvey: Is that bag what I think it is???

Chase: Well they ARE some of Trevor's favorite toys...

Trevor Blackwell slides back into the ring and dumps the bag, littering the mat with small glittering Thumbtacks as the crowd goes wild. Metal sees the tack and immediately snaps back to his senses, scurrying backwards away from the deadly little bastards when his hand brushes across Trevor's Singapore Cane that he dropped at the beginning of the match. A wicked smile touches his lips but he decides to play the Heel and cower away from Trevor first. The fans start to get behind The King of Hardcore again and he strikes a Crucifix Pose menacingly as Metal stops playing possum and brings the Singapore Cane up in an Uppercut into Trevor's balls. This causes Blackwell to double over and receive another Singapore Uppercut in the jaw that sends him over backwards onto the thumbtacks as the fans let out a collective "OOOHHH". The Excellence of Extreme rolls around for a moment with dozens of little silver tacks sticking to his back through his shirt. Metal grabs Trevor by his feet and falls onto his back, Slingshotting Blackwell hard into the Steel Ladder. Trevor holds onto it, planning to dive off but Metal is too quick. The Innovator of Metalmania runs up the turnbuckle next to the ladder and grabs Trevor by the neck before kicking off and spiraling into a Corkscrew Nu Metal onto the Thumbtacks as the APW Faithful threaten to take the roof off of the building with their volume. Matt Metal makes the cover, thumbtacks biting into his flesh as well.
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Winner: Matt Metal

Metal pops back up as the fans boo him vehemently. He climbs the top rope and poses as "Come With Me" by Puff Daddy drowns out their hatred. Suddenly Trevor Blackwell is back on his feet as the fans change back to cheers. He Clotheslines Metal off the top rope to the outside. Trevor jumps out of the ring onto him and the two continue brawling all the way to the back

Harvey: This isn't over yet...

Chase: It may never be over...

Aftershock goes to a commercial

[President Jeff]

Chase: What a night so far, but now its time for the Tag team title match.

We go to the ring

Tony: The following contest is for the Tag Team Championship.

The pounding of A Perfect Circle hits the arena with all the intensity of a war drum as pyrotechnics spit fire upwards at the entrance. Emerging from the flames is the spit fire beauty herself, barely dressed and barely sane.

Tony: Making her way to the ring first, Kristina Blackwell!

Her strut down the aisle is interrupted as she ran her hands across screaming adolescent boys and slobbering middle aged men. When she finally slides into the ring she throws her hands up and laughs with excitement.

Chase: Kristina earlier sent a message to Matt Metal from Trevor Blackwell.

Harvey: I wonder if we’ll see Trevor here next week.

Lights dim as “Thoughtless” by Evenesence plays as fireworks shoots up in a wall of fireworks. The fireworks die down as Kalayla stands on the stage giving the fans a sick smirk the spotlight reflecting off two ninja sais.

Tony: And her Partner, FYRE ANGEL!

She makes her way down the ramp stopping at the bottom of the ramp. Kalayla reaches up grabbing the middle rope pulling herself up and turning to face the stage kicking her long legs up over her head backflipping into the ring posing for the fans.

Tony: And their opponents

“Kick start my Heart” by Motley Crue begins to play as the Tag Team Champions Hardcore Ice walk through the curtains and make their way to the ring

Tony: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 462 pounds, they are The APW Tag Team Champions, The Hardcore Kid, Jason Royce, they are, HARDCORE ICE!

The Tag Champs get into the ring and wait for the match to start.

APW WORLD TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH
Hardcore Ice © Vs Kristina Blackwell and Fyre Angel

The Kid and Jason are standing in their corner Kristina is already stood waiting for her opponent. The Kid and Royce start playing Rock Paper Scissor to decide who starts first. As this is happening, Kristina sneaks in behind Royce and Kristina hits Jason with a huge german suplex. The ref rings the bell. Jason is on the floor holding his head Kristina lifts him up by his hair and smiles menacingly before throwing him into the ropes and nearly decapitating him with a clothesline. Blackwell pins.

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Royce kicks out. Blackwell picks him up and tags in Fyre and they both double suplex Jason. Fyre then stands up and points visciously at The Kid, The Kid goes to get through the ropes to return the favor but the ref stops him allowing Fyre to stamp on Jason’s groinal area. Fyre pins Jason.

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Broken up by The Kid. Fyre gets up furious but The Kid launches himself out of the ring. Fyre then pulls Jason to his feet and whips him to the corner. She then runs at Jason and spears him into the turnbuckle. Jason falls down holding his abdomen, Fyre tags in Kristina. Kristina comes in and boots Jason continuously until he goes all limp. Kristina then literally pulls Jason by his hair and pushes his weak body over to The Kids corner and begs The Kid to come into the ring. The Kid hesitates but then tags Royce and runs into the ring, past Blackwell and punches Fyre straight in the face knocking her off the ring apron. Kristina then turns to him but The Kid ducks a flailing arm and dropkicks Blackwell in the back of the knee bringing her to the floor. The Kid then hits a shining wizard on Kristina and makes a pin.

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Broken up by Fyre!

Chase: Wow what an intense start to this match.

Harvey: The Kid really going for it here tonight.

The Kid gets kicked in the head again by Angel before Angel is asked to leave the ring. The Kid gets up clutching the back of his head, Kristina comes behind him and locks in a full nelson and then follows with the full nelson suplex. The Kid goes straight to the back of his neck. Kristina then walks over tagging in Fyre, Fyre has that look in her eye as he stalks an injured The Kid. The Kid makes it to his knees but gets kicked in the back by Angel as the slap echoes around the arena. Fyre then picks The Kid up and puts him on top of the turnbuckle and climbs it also punching The Kid a numerous amount of times. The Kid all limp doesn't retaliate as Fyre signals to the crowd, she then sets The Kid up for The Solar Flare! The crowd give her a pop but just as she has it in Royce runs along and uppercuts Fyre, she drops The Kid and then Royce hits a tornado DDT from the top rope!

Chase: A Nice move there by Royce

Blackwell then runs into the ring and grabs Royce literally throwing him across the ring but then The Kid comes across as Blackwell turns and hits a spear from nowhere! All four of them lay in the ring.

Chase: I thought Fyre was going to get payback on The Kid then.

Harvey: Although The Kid hates her guts, he better thank Royce on that one.

The Kid and Angel get up and they start punching each other. The Kid runs off the ropes and gets Angel with a Spinning Heel kick. Royce and Blackwell go to their corners as The Kid climbs to the top rope and connects Angel with a Cross Body Block and covers Fyre.
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Blackwell breaks the count. The ref brings Blackwell to her corner. The Kid goes to his corner and tags Royce in and tells him to go after Angel. Royce gets into the ring and starts stomping on Angel. Angel goes to the corner and Royce chops her. Royce then throws Fyre into the ropes, and goes for a clothesline, but Angel ducks and comes back with a flying shoulder block. Royce gets up and Angel throws him into the ropes and gives him a hip toss. Angel tags in Blackwell. Blackwell comes in and takes Royce down with a double leg take down and starts punching Royce. Blackwell picks Royce up and puts the Sleeper Hold on him and Blackwell brings Royce down. The ref checks Royces arms and lifts it up and it falls.
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The ref lifts the arm again and it’s about to fall but Royce keeps it up. Royce gets to his feet and gets a few punches in on Blackwell. Royce then gets free and runs off the ropes and Blackwell picks Royce up but Royce lands behind Blackwell. Blackwell turns around and Royce super kicks Blackwell and both are down.

Harvey: A lot of action going on in this match Johnny.

Chase: Another reason why Overdrive is and always will be better than any other show out there

The Kid and Angel are both reaching out for tags. Blackwell and Royce are close to their corners. Royce is closer to his corner. He reaches for The Kids Hand and gets the tag and Angel tags in Kristina. The Kid runs in and takes Kristina down with a clothesline and then another. The Kid picks Angel up and throws her into the ropes and nails a big powerslam. The Kid hooks the leg
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The kid picks Angel up and goes for the Straight to Hell, but Kristina is up and clubs The Kid in the back on the neck. Royce gets back in the ring and starts attacking Kristina and takes her to the corner. Angel goes to throw the Kid into the opposite corner where Royce and Kristina is, but the Kid reverses it and sends Fyre Angel into the corner.

Chase: The Tag champs are in control now!

Royce and The Kid chop their opponents in the corner and then the champs go to throw the challengers into each other, but they reverses it the Tag champs are running at each other, but the tag champs dodge each other and The Kid spears Kristina and Royce spears Angel.

Harvey: can the tag champs retain the titles here?

The Kid tells Royce to give him Fyre the GTS. Royce picks her up and is about to do the move, but Fyre gets out of it and lands behind Royce and pushes Royce into The Kid, making them bump heads. Royce stumbles backwards and Fyre Rolls Royce up.
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Chase: I thought we had new tag champs right there.

Fyre picks Royce up and picks him up for the Solar Flare, but the Hardcore Kid is up and kicks Fyre in the gut. Royce and the Kid both grab her head, ready for a double DDT, but out of no where, Kristina springboards off the ropes and dropkicks the champs in the back of the head and they go down. The Kid stumbles around and Fyre Picks him up and hits him with the Solar Flare. The Kid falls to the mat as Kristina is on the top rope and comes off with the Blackwell Beauty and makes the cover as Fyre keeps an eye on Royce.
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Winner and NEW APW TAG TEAM CHAMPION: Fyre Angel and Kristina Blackwell

Kristina and Fyre can’t believe that they just won as the ref hands them the tag titles and the new champs hug

Chase: They done it, they finally done it.

Harvey: Hardcore Ice had a nice run, but now its over

Hardcore Ice head up the ramp as the new tag champs continue to celebrate and they start heading up the ramp with big smiles on their face

Chase: These two worked hard for it, they earned it.

Harvey: Indeed they did.

Overdrive cuts to a video before going to its main event

[President Jeff]

Chase: Who the hell is coming to APW

Harvey: Who ever he is, he’s going to be a major addition to the roster

Chase: Well the time is here folks, its time for our main event of the night.

The lights dim, the music hits. Orange lights flash to the beat of the music, as a shower of red sparks stream down like a water fall. The music picks up, and two large explosions on both sides of the entrance ignite as Sabur strolls through the shower of sparks.

Tony: The following contest is the main event of the evening and its for the APW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP. Making his way to the ring first, the challenger, he is the Irish hammer, he is SABUR!

The Irish Hammer walks the ramp, slides under the bottom rope, stands in the middle of the ring with one fist raised as red flames shoot up from around the apron of the ring.

Tony: And his opponent, he is the APW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION. He is TWISTER!

APW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE MATCH
Twister © Vs Sabur

Sabur just stares down at Twister and Twister gives him the same look upwards. Sabur then smirks at Twister and says "Bring it". Twister smiles back and says "okay". He gives Sabur a huge open palm slap across the face. Sabur's head goes back and he grabs his cheek, which is turning red. He turns back to him and he slaps his other cheek this time. Sabur is mad now and grabs Twister and tosses him to the ropes, but Twister grabs onto the ropes to stop herself from coming back. Sabur runs at him and goes for a Clothesline, but Twister dodges it and Sabur sends himself over the top rope.

Chase: This may be how Twister can win this thing. Twister's speed and agility will defiantly be an asset in this match

Harvey: I don't think so. One solid hit from Sabur can make Twister crash and burn!

Sabur does manage to land on his feet as Twister runs to the opposite set of ropes, then bounces back and when he comes to a rope, Twister does a Baseball slide, kicking Sabur in the face and sending Sabur to the ground. Twister waits for Sabur to get to his feet and as soon as he does, Twister goes over the top rope with a Cross body, taking Sabur back down. Twister is a bit hurt by the move, but he still gets up before the Irish Hammer. He jumps up to the ring barrier as Sabur is getting up and he nails Sabur with a Dropkick that sends him into the ring steps, and The Challenger smacks his head hard on the steel. Twister then rolls Sabur back in the ring and makes a cover,
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Harvey: Sabur is getting his ass handed to him on a silver platter!

Chase: Wow, I wasn't expecting this at all. But it's taken a lot more then this to take out The Irish Hammer

Harvey: Yeah, well he's never faced Twister!

Sabur is still on the mat and Twister gets up and stands next to Sabur and does a front flip and lands on Sabur with a Leg Drop to the neck. Sabur is rolling on the mat when Twister picks him up and throws him into the corner. He then runs at Sabur, who's slumped in the corner and he kicks him in the stomach, but uses his stomach as a platform to do a Monkey flip that sends Sabur across the ring. Twister makes another cover,
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Chase: He’s on a roll! Sabur hasn't even taken the offense yet!

Harvey: His bidding his time. When he attacks, he's gonna make it worthwhile!

Twister then starts to clap his hands in the air. The fans start doing it to and they start cheering loudly. Twister is getting them worked up into a frenzy, which in turn is pumping him up. He waits for Sabur to get up, and Sabur is slowly getting up. Twister runs at him and does a running STO. He makes another cover,
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The fans are still going nuts and Twister is building up momentum. He stomps Sabur in the chest a few times, then he goes to the top rope. Twister smile and he takes to the air and hits Sabur with the Fall Big Splash. Twister makes a cover,
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Chase: I still can't believe Sabur hasn't made a move!

Harvey: It's called a false sense of security!

Twister gets up and gets out on the apron. She just waits and tries to get the fans to go into another chanting frenzy. Sabur slowly gets up, a little woozy, and about 5 feet from the ropes. His stumbling around and Twister springboards to the top rope, with his back turned to the Audience. Bad idea. Sabur snaps out of his daze and shoves Twister off the top rope before he can take to the air. Twister fly’s off the rope and falls into the ring barrier back first. The mood in the arena immediately changes as the fans being to boo. Sabur just stands there smiling. He doesn't look hurt at all, except for the fact that he's bleeding from smacking his head on the ring steps earlier.

Harvey: I told you, I told you, I told you!

Chase: Yah, you were right for once, Darren, ONCE! It's about time, too!

Sabur hops up to the bottom rope and is yelling at Twister to get back in the ring and take his beating like a man! Twister is getting up and he is bleeding from the back of his head from smacking into the ring barrier. This isn't just a game for him anymore. He begins to walk around the ring, waiting for a spot to get in, but Sabur stalks him. Twister runs around to the other side of the ring and slides in by the corner. Sabur runs and tries to stomp him, but Twister rolls out of the ring. Sabur is furious and the fans cheer for Twister. Twister then goes to the ring steps and slowly begins to walk up them. Sabur decides to go to the center of the ring and let him get in. Twister is standing on the top step and stares down Sabur. Twister then springs up to the turnbuckle and Sabur charges at him. Twister jumps over Sabur and Sabur manages to hit the corner chest first. Twister runs at Sabur and goes to Dropkick him in the back, but Sabur dodges the attack and Twister's leg slams into the post. Twister then falls to the ring holding his sore leg.

Harvey: Here's Sabur's window of opportunity!

Chase: Well, it's only 8 minutes into the match. It's about time that he starts an offense.

Sabur grabs Twister and drags him to the middle of the ring. He grabs the leg that Twister didn't hurt and lifts it up. He then stomps Twister in his bad leg right where it hit the post. Twister yelps in pain and Sabur stomps it again, and again, and again. He then lets go of his other leg and Twister is screaming in pain. Sabur then puts Twister into a Leg Lock, and Twister is yelling in pain, but he refuses to tap out. Sabur holds it for a few minutes and watches Twister yelping in pain. Eventually, he lets go and he picks up Twister. He grabs him from behind and gives him a Shin Breaker. Twister grabs his leg and rolls around in pain. Sabur then picks him up again and grabs the bad leg again. This time he gives it a Dragon Screw and Twister falls to the mat holding his leg. Twister is laying on his front and Sabur just stares at him, writhing in agony.

Chase: Sabur really is a sick individual!

Harvey: Twister knew what she was getting into. It's his own fault for what is happening!

Sabur then grabs Twister's legs and he locks on a Figure Four Leg Lock. Twister is in agony. He is trying to claw his way out of it, but he can't. He can't power his way out of the hold either due to the fact he is so much smaller than Sabur. He must just wait through it. Sabur is holding onto this one for dear life. Twister just holds through and refuses to tap out. This goes on for a few for minutes, then Sabur decides that he should try something else. He releases the hold and he gets up Twister rolls to his back and he grabs his leg. It is in agony. Sabur sees another opportunity and he grabs his bad leg and puts it in an Ankle Lock, but has it a high angle. Twister is screaming in pain and Sabur is again yelling for him to tap. Twister, however, uses his arms to get some leverage, but this causes even more pain. However, he gets his free leg on the ground, and uses his leg and his arms, he spins herself around and Enzuguries his way out of the lock. His foot connects with Sabur's face and he falls back. The fans cheer!

Chase: Twister needs to capitalize on this.

Twister careful gets up and he is limping on his bad leg. Sabur gets up and he runs at Twister and goes for a Spear, but Twister manages to leap frog over the Irish Hammer, and Sabur goes through the middle and top rope. His leg's get tangled up and he falls to the apron. Twister seizes the opportunity and he jumps over the top rope and he lands with his good leg on Sabur's stomach. Sabur rolls off the apron and lays on the ground, holding his stomach. Twister then bounces off the middle rope and then hits Sabur with an elbow drop to the upper back. Sabur grabs his back in pain and Twister too is hurt. Sabur rolls towards the apron and he sprawls his arms out, and one goes under the ring. Twister uses the ring barrier to lift herself up. Sabur too, gets up, but he's caught under the apron. Twister starts limping towards Sabur. Sabur then steps out from under the apron and he is now holding a lead pipe in his hand. He swings it at Twister's head, but Twister ducks, and then kicks Sabur right in the junk!

Harvey: That should be a disqualification!

Chase: In a match like this, the ref is letting them go at it.

Sabur falls to his knees and he is holding his groin with both hands. Twister knees him in the face with his good leg and he falls back. He picks up the lead pipe and he traps it behind Sabur's neck using his arms. She then drags Sabur and places him up against the ring barrier. He then grabs the top step from the ring step and He places them in front of Sabur. He then takes a few steps back, then runs to the step, jumps off it and hits a Calf Kick on Sabur's head, sending him over the barrier. The pipe also slides out of the back of Sabur's head and Sabur lays on the ground holding his neck, barely moving Twister is laying a few feet away on the ground, the momentum of the move sent him over the ring barrier too. He picks up the lead pipe and he kicks Sabur so he's laying on his stomach. He goes to swing the pipe at Sabur, but he grabs it and holds on tight. Twister tries to pull it away from him, but he can't. Sabur, still holding onto the pipe, stands up. The two are in a death grip for this pipe. Sabur eventually swings the pipe sideways, tossing Twister into the ring barrier. He let's go off the pipe, then Sabur swings it again at Twisers midsection. He doubles over, and Sabur tosses the pipe back to ring side. With Twister doubled-over, Sabur sets him up for a powerbomb. Sabur then steps onto a chair, then up the to the ring barrier. He's balancing on the ring barrier and Twister starts punching him in the head, trying to get down. However, instead of hitting a Powerbomb, Sabur tosses Twisters legs out and grabs Twisters head and jumps off the ring barrier, hitting a sort of X-Factor on Twister, onto the ring steps that he left there earlier. The fans chant Holy Shit

Harvey: HOLY CRAP

Chase: INSANE!

Twister is bleeding from that move and the fans are booing. Sabur cracks his neck and then tosses Twister into the ring. He then slides into the ring. Twister is trying to wake up in the ring. Sabur picks Twister up and tosses him into the ropes and hits him with the Big Boot He makes a cover,
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Chase: Oh my god, he's alive!

Harvey: Wow, that's amazing. Sabur has to be pissed now, though!

Sabur slowly walks over to Twister, then he grabs him by the throat and tosses him into the corner. He is slumped and Sabur takes a step back and laughs at Twister. He turns around and tries to get support from the crowd to build up some momentum like Twister did earlier. However, they just boo at Sabur. He just waves them off and turns around, to get a Flatliner from Twister. Sabur grabs his face once he falls to the ground. Twister is hobbling, cause if his bad leg. He then uses the ropes to prop himself up in the Corner, then he slowly stands up. Sabur is slowly getting up and Twister goes up to him and quickly hits the WindBreaker. Twister covers and hooks the leg
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Chase: How did Sabur kick out of this one.

Harvey: The guy is an animal!

Twister yells at Sabur to get up. Sabur slowly gets up and finally does, stumbling around. Sabur walks into Twister who picks him up for the Fury in the Wind (FU)

Chase: If Twister hits this its over!

Before Twister can hit the move, Twisters bad leg gives out a bit, allowing Sabur to slides down behind Twister. Sabur starts clubbing the back of Twisters neck and then gets him in a full nelson and with all of his power, and hits the Irish Car Bomb (Full Nelson Suplex).

Harvey: Twisters neck could be broken.

Sabur circles around Twister, waiting for him to get up. As Soon as he does, Sabur picks Twister up across his shoulders, spins him around and nails the House of Pain! Sabur Covers.
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Chase: I thought we had a new World Champion.

The fans are shocked, as well as the ref. Sabur then gets out of the ring.

Harvey: What the hell is he doing?

Sabur reaches under the ring and pulls out a table, then slides it in the ring. Twister is still sprawled out in the ring. Sabur goes close to the turnbuckle and sets up the table. He then picks up Twister and drags him to the corner. He sits him up on the top rope, then he turns to once again try and get some fan support. All he gets is pleas to stop. He seems to like that even more. He turns and steps up to the middle rope. Twister is coming too and starts punching Sabur and knees him again in the groin. Sabur grabs his crotch and Twister smiles.

Chase: This is it

Twister grabs Sabur’s head and in one motion, hits the Windbreaker, planting Sabur’s head head first into the table with Twisters back going though it. The fans are on their feet as Twister rolls Sabur over and covers him.
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Winner and STILL APW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION: Twister

Chase: There you have it, Twister is still the champion.

Harvey: Sabur was so close to finally winning an APW title.

Twister is up and begins to celebrate.

Chase: What a night this has been.

Harvey: We’re now on the road to One night in Hell, make sure to tune into Overdrive next week for some more exciting action. Until next time, I’m Darren Harvey

Chase: And I’m Johnny Chase, see you at Overdrive

Twister continues to celebate but its cut short by a final video





Aftershock fades off the air