Asylum 4/21- Asunción, Paraguay

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Ida Maria’s “Bad Kharma” blares throughout the Estadio Defnsores del Chaco as fireworks erupt over the stadium. The 50,000 plus fans are all on their feet, cheering at the top of their lungs. There’s an awning set up over the ring, with the Asylum logo on all four sides, and a long ramp down to the ring. Luckily, the weather is cooperating for the outdoor venue.

Nailz: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to APW Asylum! We’re coming to you live from the jam packed Estadio Defnsores del Chaco, in Asunción, Paraguay! Tonight has a big fight, pay per view feel, as more than 50,000 wrestling fans have come to the Asylum tonight!

Beckett: It’s going to be a special night for sure here in the Asylum! With this many fans, how can it not be! In any event, we’ve got clear skies, a rowdy crowd, and a stacked card!

Nailz: Indeed, we’re starting with a bang, as former APW Suicidal Champion Aubrey J. Parker takes on Christian Kane in our opening bout, and the action won’t let up until the Main Event, which will see the new Suicidal Champ, Kaylyn James Evans, take on Logan Alexander!

Beckett: Also, we have two huge tag team matches, as the Dying Breed takes on Foul Play in Six-Man Tag action, and the APW Undisputed Champion Terry Marvin teams with one of his opponents for Mayhem, “The Unfortunate” Phil Atken, to take on The Pillars, Keaton Saint and TJ! Both should be explosive matches!

Nailz: Also, in a match made by Asylum General Manager Reginald Schmidt, “The Killerplauze” Stefan Raab takes on “The Main Attraction” Young Mannie in a match that will be No Disqualifications! With Quatermain and Uncle Charlie at ringside for Mannie, there’s no doubt in my mind that this contest will become a 3-on-1 Handicap Match, for all intents and purposes!

Beckett: The March to Mayhem continues here tonight!

“Hate me now” plays over the loudspeaker as the reaction from the crowd is mostly negative, but there are a few cheers mixed in there. From behind the curtain walks the APW Undsisputed champion with the title over his shoulders….Terry Marvin. But attached to his left hand is the beautiful Maggie Kent, Terry’s new Fiance! Some of the boos change to cheers upon seeing her. They smile at each other at the top of the ramp as he secures his title and they walk down the ramp. Half way down he sees a teenage kid wearing a “It’s Showtime Shirt” and he walks over, shakes the kid’s hand and pulls out a Sharpie, signing the shirt for him.

Becket: THAT is a showing of class. Our champion ladies and gentlemen…fan of the LITTLE people!

Nailz: Right! Cause that’s exactly what he is, a humanitarian.

Terry continues to the ring and hops up on the apron, helping Maggie get onto the apron and holds down the ropes for her. He follows her in and goes to the turnbuckle to pose to mostly boos from the crowd. He then hops down and hands Maggie his title, gives her a little kiss and grabs a microphone from a roadie.

Terry Marvin: Now, there’s a lot I want to talk about today. But before we get to all that…. I realize that most of you people don’t follow anything outside of your little bubble that is APW. But over the last week, I got engaged to this beautiful creature standing in the ring!

Maggie blushes and hides her face under Terry’s belt as a mixture of cheers and boos rain down from the fans.

Terry Marvin: Now down to business… Last week, in front of all the doubters, in front of all the skeptics. I did exactly what I said I was going to do and beat the TOUGHEST son of a bitch that ever stepped foot in a ring against me. And I did it FAIR AND SQUARE!

There is a mixture of cheers and boos in the crowd. Terry takes note of this and smiles.

Terry Marvin: Oh… I didn‘t do it for you people. I‘m not one of your puppets that will just parade around here begging for your acceptance. I‘ve learned long ago that you‘re going to love me or hate me no matter what I do… so you cheer if you want to. You boo if you want to. It’s not going to change my stripes.

But what I really wanted to say was to TJ…. You took me to my limit, and you earned my respect. And when I looked into your eyes after that match, I KNOW that I earned yours. So thank you for the most helatious contest in my life….

Just then Melody of the Cold War plays and Terry looks at the stage as Keaton Saint comes out from behind the curtain to cheers from the fans. He doesn’t look all together happy as he storms to the ring and glares at Marvin. Maggie looks worried and Terry helps her out of the ring as he stands toe to toe with Keaton. Saint holds his hand out and Marvin places the microphone in it.

Keaton Saint: Do you think all these people are idiots Terry? Do you think that locker room is stupid? We’ve seen ALL this before! We’ve already done this song and dance and it didn’t work out well for anybody but you. We KNOW you’re not going to change EVER. So how about you drop the charade.

He slams the mic back into Terry’s chest as the crowd cheers loudly. Maggie looks worried on the outside.

Terry Marvin: Seems like I touched a nerve eh Keaton. I‘m out here talking your buddy all up, and you just can‘t handle it. You‘re a little jealous that TJ has all my respect, and the only thing I‘ve ever given you was an out of wack win loss record!

There’s more boos from the fans as Terry just smirks.

Keaton Saint: If you think that is what this is all about, then you really don‘t know me Marvin. This is about you trying to pull the wool over these people‘s eyes once again. And I‘m not going to sit here and let you do this, NOT again, NEVER again!

Terry Marvin: Well guess what Princess… the world doesn’t revolve around you!

This garners a lot of heat from the Paraguay crowd as a “Marvin Sucks” chant rings out.

Terry Marvin: I don’t give a damn about you or these FANS! That’s not who I’m trying to impress. That’s not who I’m trying to be a better man for. You can accept it or not, it’s not going to change my mind!

Terry exchanges a look with Maggie who smiles at him. Keaton sees this.

Keaton Saint: Oh, I get it. This is the poor girl you‘re trying to dupe right? Dear Lady, this man is a liar and a manipulator. Please Don‘t fall for his antics….

Terry grabs Saint and shoves him back.

Terry Marvin: LEAVE HER OUT OF THIS!

The crowd is silent now as the tense moment builds.

Keaton Saint: THERE he is. There‘s the Terry of old. Come on Terry, show Maggie what you‘re really like. Show the world that this is all a hoax. In fact, I‘ll give you your shot right now.

Keaton Saint turns his back on Marvin and clothes his eyes. He holds his arms out.

Keaton Saint: Come on Terry… this is how you operate isn‘t it? Show the world who you really are!

Keaton drops the mic and stands there waiting. Terry calmly picks up the mic and speaks into it.

Terry Marvin: My dear Keaton. It’s really sad that you’ve resorted to this display of a 8 year old throwing a temper tantrum. We all know what this is about… I have proved time and time again that I’m better than you. And you’re worried that this time, when I do it without foul play, without cheating, that you’ll have no more excuse. You’ll have to face the facts that I’m simply BETTER THAN YOU!

The crowd boos loudly as Terry just smirks. He gets right up close to Keaton and is almost in his ear.

Terry Marvin: Sorry Saint, but that sounds like your insecurities and your problem. Not mine.

He lays the mic on his shoulder and rolls out of the ring taking Maggie’s hand and heading up the ramp. But Keaton’s not done.

Keaton Saint: Oh it will be your problem Terry! Sooner or later you‘ll show your true colors. And once you do, everyone who‘s got your back now….EVERYONE….will see what you really are and you‘ll have no one. Then I‘ll take that title… and you‘ll have NOTHING! This time, the Villain doesn‘t win!

Terry smirks as he backs up the ramp with Maggie in tow. The crowd cheers as Keaton stares him down.

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Stenfelder: The opening contest is scheduled for One Fall. Introducing first, She is one half of M&M and the former APW Suicidal, Tag Team, and North American Champion...AUBREY JAYYY PAAARRRKKKERRR!!

The haunting and brief vocals of Tina Malia penetrate the arena through its sound system and the crowd erupts as "Nothing Has Been Broken" by Bassnectar blares throughout the arena, causing neon strobes to dance through the crowd. Their reaction only grows louder as Aubrey J. Parker steps out onto the ramp, standing with a hand on her hip as she surveys the masses.

With a small nod and a smile, Parker skips all the way to the side of the ring, hopping up onto the apron, sliding across with one hand gliding across the middle rope and one pressed to her lips before blowing a long and sensual kiss to the audience, earning a series of cheers from many men and women alike. She steps into the ring and the camera pans out to show her reveling in the adulation of the APW faithful. She makes her way to the turnbuckles, hopping onto them to continue playing to the lively audience before her music inevitably fades and she prepares for competition.

Nailz: Such a beauty! She has the looks, skills and brains! What more can you ask for in a Female Athlete?

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

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

Stenfelder: And her opponent, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada! "The Canadian Sensation" CHRISTIAAN KAAAANNEEE!!!

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

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

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

Beckett: What a sexist act from Christian Kane. He should have more respect for women...They should have more respect for themselves.

Nailz: ....Aghh..What? I was looking at their "lack" of respect..

Aubrey J. Parker Vs. Christian Kane

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AJP is across the ring before the bell sounds off but as it does, the referee signals to begin the match. Kane lifts a knee and drives it into AJP's gut, he grabs her hair and whips her back, slamming her onto her back. The fans boo and the referee begins to argue with Kane about the hair pulling. AJP turns onto her hands and knees and pushes up to her feet, Kane grabs her as she rises and drops a downward elbow into the back of her neck. Again he drops another elbow. He snatches her by the head and holds her with a tight standing Headlock. He tightens the headlock as he walks her around the ring a bit. AJP pulls her head out and drops instantly behind Kane, clipping him at the knee. He falls to his other knee as AJP hurries to her feet. She hits the ropes in front of Kane hard, springs back and connects right to the face with a Missile Dropkick.

Nailz: She is just the perfect package!

Beckett: This is the year of Christian Kane, this P.Y.T. won't have enough in her arsenal to compete with "The Original Bad Boy"!

Nailz: Aubrey has done more with her time here than he has! He's just been a nuisance to everyone he's come in contact with..She is a GEM!

Pulling Kane to his feet, AJP quickly tweaks his arm with a Full Arm Twist and follows it up with a stiff kick to his gut. She swings another kick and catches him to the chest. He yanks out of her grasp using his strength advantage but AJP is quick to react, coming off her feet with a Spinning Wheel Kick that clack and cracks Kane to the mouth. He hits the canvas and she bounces right back to her feet after the move. She steps back away from him a few paces before skipping towards him into a sprint. She whips forward with a front flip and goes for a Leg Drop but Kane moves out of the way. They both hurry to their feet, AJP holding her ass with both hands as she rises and turns right into Kane's bear hug grapple. He lifts and twists, slamming her down with a side Belly to belly. Hooking a leg and going for the victory.

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Beckett: That's what I'm talking about! Kane putting it to the pretty young thing like he should be doing! This man could rightfully so become Undisputed Champion before year's end.

Nailz: As could AJP, lets draw a line in the sand and see who APW fans see as having the brightest potential going forward.

Beckett: Oh these people are confused..

On his feet, Kane pushes AJP with his foot and rolls her over on her stomach. He stands up at her upper body and stares down at the back of her head. He lifts a foot and looks to be going for a Curb Stomp. As he stomps down, AJP bursts up and spins around on her belly, sweeping Kane's other leg and dropping him onto his butt. He looks surprised as AJP hurries to her feet and he follows trying to get her back in his control. As he rises, AJP grabs Kane by the head going for a DDT but Kane pulls out of the grapple and shoves AJP back. Up on his feet they charge at each other, AJP misses with a clothesline. Kane spins around as does AJP and Kane leaps off his feet and hits an Enziguri . The fans let out a ringing and vibration of boos to the "Original Bad Boy". Kane steps away from AJP and slaps his knee to show he wants to go for a "SSK" Super Kick. The fans roaring boos all around him and it only feeds his desire to connect.

Nailz: Come on baby! GET UP! He's gonna put it to the chin...That sounds dirty and Christian Kane LIKES IT THAT WAY!!!

Beckett: Super "SEXY" Kick coming up! Serving ladies as well as men like the Champion that Kane is!

With Kane leaning a bit against the ropes behind him, he watches as AJP slowly pushes to her feet. Bent over with a hand still touching the canvas, Aubrey J. Parker stands tall and turns around to find Kane. He comes in and arches at the legs, snapping the Super Kick up to connect at the sweet spot! AJP grabs it, catching the kick and instantly she drops and whips Kane with a Dragon Screw.

Nailz: THANK YOU! THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!!

Kane grabs his leg as he hits the canvas. AJP crawls away from him and sits up. She doesn't waste time and begins to rise. Kane gets up but limps a bit on the knee AJP had screwed up in counter to his finisher.

Both of them to their feet, they turn to each other and come in once again for an attack. AJP leaps off her feet and grabs Kane, hitting "The Makeunder" Jumping Reverse STO. Kane bounces, slaps off the canvas and lands onto his back sprawled out. AJP scoots on her back and lays over Kane as the referee drops for the count.

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In a burst of energy, AJP rolls down at Kane's feet and locks in her "Sugar & Spice" Japanese Leg Bar. Kane screams as it's the leg that buckled when he was hit with the Dragon Screw. He reaches out for the ropes but they are too far. He tries to attack AJP but she arches and increases the submission's angle. He with no other choice begins to tap out and the live audience goes ape shit crazy with cheers as Adam Stenfelder makes it official.

Stenfelder: Winner...Via...SUBMISSION!! AUBREY J. PAAARRRRKKKERRR!!!

Beckett: Oh this is a horrible way to start the show here tonight...BLAST IT ALL!!

Nailz: MAN I want to go inside the ring and just HUG her...MmmmMM..I bet even sweaty, she smells nice!

"Nothing Has Been Broken" begins to play as AJP gets to her feet after releasing the Leg Bar Submission. The referee raises her arm and the fans pop in their cheers as her arm is raised. Her smile mixed with a tired grin looks down at Christian Kane nodding not to him but to herself for winning the match.

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Adam Stenfelder: “On the way to the ring, accompanied by Uncle Charlie and Alec Quartermain, he hails from The Commonwealth Of Virginia and weighs in at two hundred and twenty pounds…He is the current APW NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPIIIONNNN... ‘THE MAIN ATTRACTION’ YOUNG MANNIE!

The beginning of "Another Way" airs through the P.A. system building anticipation, as Mannie emerges to a wave of boos; he is lead to the ring by Uncle Charlie & Alec Quartermain. Mannie casually walks down the ramp with his entire glowing in the dark sweatsuit soaking in the hate, as a custom Dark-Orchid colored stairwell which reads "The-Main-Attraction" is placed in front of the middle apron. Mannie strides up the steps while the cameraman sits on the middle rope before he enters the ring, as he enters so does Alec & Uncle Charlie. Once they’re all in the ring Uncle Charlie proceeds to ask for a mic, as one is quickly handed over to him. Mannie & Alec stand off in the right corner as Uncle Charlie steps up in the middle of the ring.

Russ T Nailz: So tonight’s the night isn’t it Steve?

Steve Beckett: You’re damn right it is Russ, I’ve been waiting ever since the last show for this happen.

Russ T. Nailz: It’s only a magazine cover.

Steve Beckett: It’s still matters to me damn it.

Uncle Charlie: Hear ye, Hear ye! I think we all know what time it is?

Russ T. Nailz: Yep it’s seems to be 10:37 PM EST according to me, but don't qoute me on that.

Steve Beckett: Haha Russ but seriously Shhh!

Uncle Charlie: That’s right people it’s time for my nephew to unveil his GQ cover, a cover that I might add which bought to you by me. So I expecting for all of you ladies who’ve been condesating since the news was released to stop by Hotel Room & before The MA Express pulls off.

Uncle Charlie scans the arena looking at the ladies, which prompts the following reaction



Uncle Charlie: Whoever that was who just came on the screen, I will be expecting you and I will see you later pretty lady.

Mannie whispers something in the ear of Uncle Charlie as he nods in agreement

Uncle Charlie: And my nephew said please don’t forget to bring the two beside you, but Mhhmm getting back to business. So as I was saying…Today is a historic day for not only my nephew but also for APW. Today we break new ground and send APW into a whole new stratosphere, Now as I look around I know you can feel the change coming.

The crowd grunts in reply to Uncle Charlie

Uncle Charlie: You can’t fake what is real people, and by no means is my nephew anything less then a real individual. My nephew has done many things since coming back and he hasn’t even gotten started yet, Hell he hasn’t scratched the surface. So believe me when I say he will be continuing to be impressive in & out of the ring. Now before we get this thing underway I’m need for all you start showing him some respect.

The crowd is now really agitated by Uncle Charlie which is shown by the next repeated chant

Shut The Hell Up

*Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap*

Uncle Charlie looks shocked by the utter disrespect from the thousands who are in attendance; we can tell this as he takes no time by quickly going off on them.

Uncle Charlie: I know damn well you’re not telling me to “Shut the hell up”? All of yall can kiss my ass!

Mannie: Woah Woah Woah…

Mannie rushes to pull the mic away from Uncle Charlie’s face before he goes into a profanity rant, as he whispers something else in the ear of Uncle Charlie. Uncle Charlie looks eager to say something else, but Mannie manages to calm him down as he gets back to talking on the mic.

Uncle Charlie: It has just been bought to my attention that I shouldn’t have said that and I would like to apologize.

Russ T. Nailz: Now would you look at that? Mannie has gotten Uncle Charlie to shut up and to apologize.

Steve Beckett: Apologize for what? He had every right to feel the way he just did, these people were being disrespectful. If anyone deserves an apology it’s Uncle Charlie.

Uncle Charlie: Please just let me finish…I just want to say to everyone that’s here tonight and that’s watching at home that I am truly sorry!

Russ T. Nailz: He did it! Uncle Charlie just apologized.

Steve Beckett: I can’t believe it.

Uncle Charlie: That’s right I’m sorry…

The crowd cheers as they have clearly gotten what they wanted, as Uncle Charlie is ready to pass the mic but he steps back.

Uncle Charlie: I’m sorry alright…I’m sorry for every bunch of you idiots who actually thought someone like me would apologize for being right. No that’s not what I’m sorry for, see now what I am sorry about…Is all of you. I am sorry that none of you will dress in designer suits like me or that none of you will ever be endorsed by such a respected and quality brand like Adidas as my nephew is.

The crowd is pissed after hearing what they just heard and they are letting it be known with the next chant directed at Uncle Charlie & “The Main Attraction”.

ADIDAS SUCK!

Uncle Charlie is ready to go back & forth with the APW Universe, but The Main Attraction finally steps all the way into the frame.

Mannie: Hold Up! I don’t think any of you heard my Uncle? Now let me do this again especially for all of my deaf audience members & viewers at home. I will explain it slowly and carefully. Okay?

BOO!

Mannie: Tonight is my night, now whether you like it or not. I am going to change this company for the better because I am the future of it. So you will give me the proper respect I demand & deserve! Because if not...Then all of you can kiss my GQ Cover unveiling tonight goodbye.

The APW Universe quickly let’s Mannie know their answer

We Don’t Care!

We Don’t Care!

We Don’t Care!

Mannie: Well isn't that peachy? Well you know what? Since you don't know how to actually treat me as the Megastar & Socialite that I am, then that's why I'm...

The lights go out and LL Cool J tells the fans to "Come On". Red and White light go throughout the arena as the opening cords of the crowd chants the "ahhhAhhhhAHAH" of the song. As the lyrics of "Mama Said Knock You Out" begin, TJ comes out with the (Tap Out) Championship over his shoulder and the lights come back on as the red lights still flash. TJ grabs the title and looks at it, raises it into the air, getting a roar of cheers from the fans. He then places it on the ground in front of him and he leans back and roars. He picks him his title and puts it back over his shoulder then walks down to the ring, high fiving the fans along the ramp before entering the ring over the top rope. TJ doesn't move any further as he drops the Tap Out title on the mat.

Nailz: Business is about to pick up!

TJ goes to make a beeline for Mannie, but gets cut off by Alec Quartermain! The two big men begin to brawl, and Mannie tries to hop up on TJ's back, but "The Soul of Philly" just tosses Young Mannie right off, and goes right back to brawling with Quatermain! Uncle Charlie tries to attack from behind as well, but TJ hears him coming and turns around to give him a Big Boot to the face! This gives Quartermain the opportunity to lock TJ in a Half-Nelson before delivering The Fear! Quatermain growls as he gets to his feet, his back to TJ. However, TJ n-sells The Fear, and gives Quatermain a Clothesline over the ropes to the floor! Mannie and Uncle Charlie get out of dodge, while TJ yells at them from the ring. Quartermain gets up and tries to get back into the ring, but Mannie and Charlie hold him back. They retreat up the ramp, while TJ continues to yell at them.

The cameras return to the backstage area of the arena, and 50,000 in attendance boo as Christian Kane is visible pacing back and forth on-camera, untying his wrist tape, shaking his head, clearly deep in thought. Soon, there’s a hard knock at the door.

CK: WHAT?

Instead of replying, the person just knocks harder and faster. Christian Kane continues to pace for a moment, but throws the wrist tape down after a second and makes one giant stride toward the door, yanking it open. There’s a mixed reaction as Aubrey J. Parker stands on the other side, lowering her fist to cross her arms and smile up at Christian Kane.

AJP: Maybe you should watch your blood pressure. You know how the young guys are these days... they come back from all these drugs, and all this stress, and all this depression and then they go out there and get beat up every night and the results just end up being-

CK: ENOUGH. What do you want?

Parker looks shocked at the outburst at first but then smiles.

AJP: I just wanted to see how you were doing, Christian.

CK: ...I'm fine.

AJP: I wanted to make sure we were okay, after our match.

CK: Why are you pretending you care? In fact, why are you even here?

AJP: I’m a fan of this little relationship we have. You hate me. I hate you. But neither of us ever really cross that line, do we... why is that, Christian? What stops us from just ending it, as we’ve both promised to multiple times? We probably could’ve even done it tonight out there in the ring. We could’ve pushed each other just a little too far for once, and somebody could’ve gotten really... really hurt.

Christian sinks back into his room, onto a chair and glares up at Aubrey without response.

AJP: You need me.

CK: What the hell was in that book? Have you lost your damn mind? I don't need you. I don't need ANYONE.

AJP: Say whatever you need to. Tell yourself what you’ve got to... but you need m-

CK: If anything you need me, Aubrey!

Parker looks at him for a while in confusion and then smiles in amusement. 50,000 in attendance cheer as she teases moving closer into the room, but stops herself and does little more than shrug.

AJP: You’re not wrong.

She backs into the doorway.

CK: I never am. The door's right behind you, Aubs. See ya.

Parker considers it for a little, looking thoughtfully around the room before giggling. She steps out of Christian’s room and turns, exiting stage-right, out of frame. Christian continues to sit in the chair, glaring ahead, and we fade.

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As the feed switches to backstage the fans that faithfully watch Asylum get a glimpse of Michael Lively as he happens upon a locker room door. His face gleams with admiration as his eyes stare upon the Foul Play logo beautifully displayed. With a grin Lively opens the door only to be greeted with image of his new stable mates Reaver and Jason Kash in the midst of a brawl. The room itself is in disarray as the two shove one another around despite the tornado of chaos they seem entangled in. Jason Kash slams Reaver against the lockers after knocking over a lamp. Not to be out done Reaver violently foot stomps his tag team partner.

Jason Kash: OWE!!! I have an ingrown toe nail jerk!! You know what, fine you can have the last cream filled doughnut!!

Reaver lets out a cackle and turns toward the table only to see Michael Lively already enjoying the doughnut himself. Reaver hangs his head in disappointment. The violent man turns a couch upright from it's side, surely it got toppled over during the brawl, and takes a seat. Lively takes another bite of the pastry as he looks around the room, it seems reminiscent of a house party gone terribly wrong.

Lively: I was going to ask you guys how you feel about the locker room I got us? Fully furnished, all the amenities of world class athletes...but from the looks of it you guys have done some remodeling!!!

Reaver's body language looks nervous, like a kid waiting to get scolded. Jason Kash takes a deep breath and plops down next to his tag team partner looking up at Lively, waiting for what they can only assume is about to be an outburst of how they destroyed the locker room.

Lively: I got to hand it to you guys you are right on the money, I like what you are thinking!!

Kash and Reaver turn toward one another a little taken by surprise.

Lively: This place needed a chaotic remodel just like the landscape of Asylum!!!

The guys both shrug their shoulders and listen on.

Lively: Welcome to ASYLUM EXTREME MAKEOVER EDITION!!! I will be the architect laying the plans and leading the build!!!

The two men on the couch smile and shake their heads in agreement with Lively.

Lively: I look around at this place and see purists!! People trying to keep the historic nature of this business alive in a place it doesn't belong. This is Asylum!! It has it's own history!! We don't need some collar and elbow lock up traditionalist lining the floor with fancy carpet, no sir we are going to rip that sh&t up!!!

Kash gets pumped and eagerly listens on as Lively continues on.

Lively: And I hear all this B.S. about Pillars...PLEASE!!! I understand structural design, and trust me we I say these PILLARS are nothing more then decoration! Just a few styrofoam and chicken wire sculptures propped up in the corners to look as if they support something. NO YOU TWO SONS OF BITCHES ARE THE REAL SUPPORT SYSTEM!!!

Lively points at Reaver and Kash. The two men holler out motivated by the words of encouragement.

Lively: The history of Asylum dates back to the nineties with the birth of Hardcore wrestling! It spent it's teens as Insane Championship Wrestling, and now as a mature adult it stands proud of it's roots, not willing to be changed. It will not conform or fit in a box. ASYLUM IS GRITTY, IT'S ROUGH AROUND THE EDGES, YOU DON'T COME AROUND IT UNLESS YOU EXPECT TO LEAVE A LITTLE LIGHT HEADED FROM BLOOD LOSS!!!

Jason Kash stands up as does Reaver, Lively throws down the doughnut as he too is fired up by his own words.

Lively: People like us, willing to embrace every aspect of violence and chaos are the REAL dying breeds! Not some suit wearing, fan coddling sh@t heads!! No more will this place be stifled by your technicians and old school wrestling pundits. They have their place, a place they can freely head lock and suplex their way through life. This...THIS IS OUR HOME!!! AND IT'S OUR JOB TO LET THEM KNOW THEY ARE NOT WELCOME!!! WE WILL RIP DOWN THE WALL PAPER THAT THEY PUT UP TO COVER THE UNSIGHTLY! WE WILL EXPOSE THE PILLARS AS FAUX PIECES OF DECORATION, AND START RESTAIN THE FABRICS OF ASYLUM WITH IT'S NATURAL COLOR...BLOOD RED!!!

Jason Kash slaps Reaver on both shoulders pumped up. Reaver responds with a shove to the chest. Both men turn toward Lively ready to bring him into the huddle of sorts, but the JESUS holds his arms up as if telling them he's good. Disappointed both men shrug off the lack of participation from the self proclaimed Savior of Wrestling.

Reaver: Wait? I'm fully on board, but I haven't heard exactly how we plan on doing any of this?

Jason Kash listens to his tag team partner and finds the same question fills his mind. Lively kind of laughs a bit but then stops suddenly as if he got lost in thought as both men look to him for direction. The JESUS then breaks from silence.

Lively: It's relatively simple gentlemen...two key elements! First we just do what comes natural, we FOUL things up around Asylum any way we see fit, second we start racking up championship gold to take the power away from those who wish to tarnish the Insanity that should run the Asylum!!

Jason Kash flashes that toothless grin as Reaver lets out a dastardly and slightly disturbing laugh. Lively looks at him with his face scowled.

Lively: It's so hard to get used to that laugh!!

Reaver cocks his head sideways toward Lively.

Lively: I just don't know why but you seem like the kind of guy who could go bat shit crazy, and pull a Murder/Suicide!!

Everyone sits in silence at the bold statement made by the self proclaimed Savior.

Lively: What? I think that's a good thing...now lets go out here and show the Dying Breed that this is Asylum and it only runs under the guidance of FOUL PLAY!!!

The trio depart the locker room heading toward the staging entrance as the camera switches back toward the arena.The fans wait anxiously for the next match as "Misseria Cantare" creeps through the speakers and the fans rise to their feet. Most looking like meerkats as they watch the three members of Foul Play step out from the back. Michael Lively at the center of the group and he steps to the stage. Jason Kash and Reaver at each side of him, Kash slaps the steel entrance a few times before throwing his arms high above as the music blazes.

Adam Stenfelder: Ladies and Gentlemen...FOUL PLAY!!!

As they get to ringside, Kash jogs around and pops up onto the ring apron as Reaver slides into the ring under the ropes. Lively climbs the steel steps and leapfrogs over the ropes to enter the ring. The three men stager around the ring awaiting their oposition as the fans offer up their distaste for the men standing in the squared circle.

[glow=brown,2,300]I WANNA GET CHOCOLATE
WASTED!!!![/glow]



To the roar of the crowd on the ramp appears William D. Williams Jr. and the rest of the Dying Breed. The current tag team champions Jair J-Hop Hopkins and “The Promise” Anthony Bailey flank the “Smooth One” and they are all holding chairs.

Beckett: What are these guys doing out here…no one wants to see them!

Nailz: What do you mean? The APW faithful love the Dying Breed.

Beckett: They are dying alright and I can’t wait until they are completely dead.

Nailz: There is someone else out there with them…It’s BUCKSON GOOCH!! Overdrive’s own BUCKSON GOOCH is out here showing support for the DYING BREED!

Beckett: He should! They saved him from getting completely mud stomped at Meltdown last Monday!

The Smooth One grabs a microphone and begins to address the combatants in the ring:


WDWJ: Gentleman Gentleman…before you begin this contest let me just say that you are all great champions. I would ask that Terry, Phil and Keaton if you all would indulge me for just a few minutes. I would like to take this time to respond to “The Soul of Philly” Mr. KO himself… the current Tap Out champion TJ and his desire to prove his worth as a champion. The Tap Out rules gauntlet match? Well the only thing I can say about that is…. that it is a wonderful idea and who better to compete in the match than me yours truly “The Smooth One” William D. Williams Jr.!

The crowd goes wild with approval

Nailz: This is new territory for the Dying Breed because they don’t normally force the issue like this…maybe they are turning over a new leaf.

Beckett: They are turning over alright…all the great wrestling that are no longer here are turning over in their graves. Can somebody cut that mic off!


WDWJ: You see I was extremely instrumental in your victory at Christmas Chaos. I was the one who personally punished Julius Farquhar and pretty much served him on a platter for you. I know...I know you want to thank me, but that is not necessary. My entry in the Tap Out Gauntlet and Mayhem is more than thanks enough. I have a lot of respect for you TJ, I mean it takes a lot of guts to do something like this..not a lot of brains, but a lot of guts. So as competitor number two in the gauntlet match and it would be my pleasure to relieve you of the Tap Out Title….I actually could think of a better person to take it from.

Nailz: Williams is talking a good game and he gave TJ a real run for his money at Survive and Conquer.

Beckett: Honestly, I think he’s got another date with the Liberty Boot

TJ calmly approaches the ring announcer to request a mic…

WDWJ: Hold on big man…there is no need for you to say anything. You are a man’s man and you never backed down from a challenge so I already know that the answer is a resounding YES! Now that you have a real challenge in the gauntlet match and not someone trying to hock cheap clothes or a wannabe fashionista, because after Mayhem you won’t have to worry about anyone doubting you again, because they will be proven correct and your run as Tap Out Champ will come to an end. Now the fellas and I are going to have a seat up here on the ramp and watch you fine gentlemen rip each other to shreds…so please proceed. Timekeeper ..would you please ring the bell?

The Smooth One drops the mic and he, Gooch, J-Hop and the Promise align their chairs and the top of the ramp and prepare to take in the action.

DING DING!!

The Dying Breed vs. Foul Play

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Steve Beckett: Looks like Lively is taking the leadership role serious, a real example for people to follow.

Russ T. Nailz: Please, you have to be kidding me.

The Hall of Fame Megastar aggressively storms across the ring as William D Williams Jr. decides to start of the match for his team. He quickly gets alerted by his stable mates to turn around. Lively stops in his tracks as he locks eyes with the Smooth One. Lively throws out his arms as if asking the man to come get some. WDWJ obliges by stepping forward, Lively back pedals a bit now waving him on. The Smoth One stops dead center in the ring now throwing his arms up as Lively has kept distance. The JESUS mouths off a bit then spits in the face of the Smooth One before taging in Jason Kash rapidly. Lively slides out of the ring as Williams lunges at him. Kash responds with lightening fast reflexes as if this was Foul Plays plan by punching Williams in the side of the throat. Lively grabs one third of the Dying Breed by the back of his head and drops down gulotining the mans neck over the top rope.

Russ T. Nailz: That was clearly dirty!!

Steve Beckett: Nah, thats was Foul!!

Russ T. Nailz: Oh Gawd!

Williams stagers back as Kash leaps over the top rope with a side sit out clothesline. The crowd shows their displeasure for the teams dirty start to the match. Kash pays it no mind as he delivers a few punches toward the Smooth One on his way back to his feet. A quick suplex from Jason Kash positions Williams on Foul Plays side of the ring. Jason drives a few boot stomps to the side of Williams head before arrogantly taging in Reaver. The masked man scurries to the top rope, he waves toward Bailey and Hopkins before diving off the top rope and landing a head but on their partner. Revaer rolls over in pain briefly, shakes it off then hooks a leg for the cover.

Steve Beckett: Man that was gorgeous, I love it when he does that!!!

Russ T. Nailz: Shows his lack of common sense.

Steve Beckett: Or his thick skull.

The crowd violently showers out hatred as the ref drops down for the count.


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Russ T. Nailz: Close call whew!!

Steve Beckett: It's only a matter of time...

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Russ T. Nailz: As you said thick skull.

Reaver releases Williams who falls backwards unconscious. The masked man cackles lifting his hands in the air then falls backward to the mat as well.

Steve Beckett: Well maybe not as thick as advertised!!!

Russ T. Nailz: Are we still talking about his skull?

Steve Beckett: Of course you flithy Mcnasty!!

Both teams scream out trying to stir thei partners back to reality from the daze they have fallen in thanks to Reavers coconut cracking technique. Williams stirs first as the crowd explodes almost trying to rally him to his feet. Reaver rolls over looking toward his team. Kash bouncing up and down calling for him to hurry over for a tag. Williams crawls over, leaps and slaps hands with Jair Hopkins who leap frogs over the top rope. Reaver stands then falls toward Lively's side. The JESUS leans down barely connecting in time to become legal as well. The Grand Slam champion enters the ring as Hopkins flies toward him. Lively ducks under a clothesline and sprints off toward the opposite rope. Both men spring off and run toward each other. Lively leap frogs over Hopkins then waits for him to rebound and tries to time a back flip Pele kick. In mid air he is caught with a sit out drop kick from Jair The Great. Lively eats the move and the crowd erupts with pleasure. He wriths in pain as Hopkins drags him to his feet, and Irish Whips the man across the ering to a neutral corner. Jair quickly runs across and connects with a stinger splash. The man backs off waiting for Lively to fall out of the corner. with a knee to the stomach Jair doubles over the self proclaimed savior, hooks the mans head...

Russ T Nailz: OMFG!!!

Steve Beckett: What??

Russ T Nailz: No it's the OMFG!!!

Jair quickly hits Lively with an Lifted Inverted DDT and in a flash spring boards off the top rope with a moonsault foot stomp as the crowd hits their feet in excitement. Kash and Reaver clutch their heads in panic. Hopkins rolls Lively over for the pin and the ref slides in for the count as the crowd joins him by chanting it out.

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Just before the ref gets it off, Kash had run across the apron and spring boarded across the ring hitting an elbow on the back of Hopkins head breaking up the pin.

Steve Beckett: Doesn't Kash look oh so graceful when performing moves?

Russ T. Nailz: Sorry I just threw up in my mouth because I can't believe he saved it.

Bailey and Williams freak out by the interferance, and enter the ring to plead their case. Reaver sees it as an opportunity to engage and flies across fore arm blasting WDWJ in the side of the head. Kash and Bailey trade punches as the ref scrambles to gain control. Lively rolls over using the ropes to get to his feet. Williams kicks Reaver doubling him over but Michael Lively who was up by now ran across the ring and whipped a superkick in his face the second Reaver bent over. Williams flies backward through the ropes to the outside. All three men gang up on Anthony Bailey pounding him in the corner like a gang beating. Jair Hopkins stagers to his feet and the ref is screaming at the members of Foul Play. Lively sees the man get to his feet and slides off the mugging out of view of the ref. He reaches into his pants grabbing a set of brass knuckles as the crowd rains down with boos. Hopkins turns around and eats a violent loaded right hand. Lively puts the weapon away and whistles to his stablemates. They turn arounf looking at Hopkins layed out. Jason Kash shoves Bailey out of the ring, and the two members of Foul Play exit the ring and Michael Lively arrogantly lays down folding his arms behind his head with a nanchaulant cover.

Russ T. Nailz: You kidding me here with the arrogance.

Steve Beckett: He should come out with a cologne that called Arrogance, and spray it around the ring before he wrestles.

Russ T. Nailz: That sounds familar, hasn't that been before!!

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Jair gets a foot on the rope as Kash and Reaver take their position on the apron. Lively takes a deep sigh in frustration. Lively real smug stands up and grabs Hopkins by his hair hoisting him to his feet. Jair the Great takes Lively by surprise by driving his shoulder deep in the mid section and power him across the ring to his corner. Before he gets backed in there Lively turns and throws Hopkins toward the corner. Bailey gets the tag and enters the ring. Lively swings with a right but it's blocked by the Promise who counters with a few big rights of his own, finishing off the flurry with a spinning punch that drops the JESUS. Bailey pumped up lifts his arm as the crowd roars. Jason Kash tries to grab at the Promise but Bailey drops the man on the apron with a huge right hand and for good measure gives Reaver some of the good stuff as well. The former heavyweight champion turns around and bum rushes toward Lively with a diving reverse elbow. He drops Lively and signals for their finish. Jair enters the ring as Bailey hoists Lively for a flap jack. With a leap in the air Hopkins and Bailey nail the Rare Circumstances as Jair drops the leaping DDT. Hopkins rolls out and Bailey goes for the pin.

Russ T. Nailz: RARE CIRCUMSTANCES!!!

Steve Beckett: He's the son of God he will surely kickout!

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Adam Stenfelder: YOUR WINNERS...THE DYING BREED!!!

Steve Beckett: Damn it!!

The crowd explodes with cheers as Bailey gets to his feet greeted by his team mates Williams and Hopkins. The Dying Breed gives the crowd a few poses before departing the ring.

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The sounds of “Never Gonna Give You Up/Smells Like Teen Spirit” hits the speakers, and the Asylum General Manage, Reginald Schmidt gets a standing ovation from the fans.

Stenfelder: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome at this time, the General Manager of Asylum, Reginald Schmidt!

Nailz: Reginald Schmidt is embroiled in a very intense and very personal rivalry with “The Killerplauze” Stefan Raab! Raab held Reginald’s assistant, Bambi, hostage last week, until he managed to talk Reginald into accepting a match at Mayhem. If Raab wins the match, Asylum will become Sunday Night Raab-a-Mania!

Beckett: This is one of stupidest decisions Reginald has ever made, and believe me, he’s made a lot of stupid decisions! He’s not a wrestler! He does not stand a snowball’s chance in heck against Raab!

Reginald waves to the crowd as he makes his way to the announce table, and takes a seat next to Russ T. Nailz.

Nailz: Welcome to the announce table, boss! It’s great to have you here!

Reginald: It’s great to be here! This takes me back to when we suspended Steve Beckett! Fun times indeed!

Beckett: Please, don’t remind me! That was horrible, just another example of your ineptitude, Mr. Schmidt! Why the heck would you agree to a match with Stefan Raab with so much on the line! You’ve never wrestled! Heck, you’ve probably never even been in a fight your entire life!

Reginald: I don’t like your tone, Mister! You better watch your mouth!

Beckett: Or what, you’ll suspend me again? You’ll make me wear the Sexy Turkey costume?

Reginald: No, rather, I’ll have the guys in the back turn off your mic!

At this point, Beckett’s headset goes quite, and Beckett has a look of indignation on his face. He’s screaming and yelling at this point.

Reginald: What’s that Steve? The fans at home can’t hear you. You’re going to have to speak up!

Nailz: Haha! I’ve been wanting that to happen for years! Thanks Reggie!

Reginald: No problem. And please, my name is Reginald.



Stenfelder: “On the way to the ring, accompanied by Uncle Charlie and Alec Quartermain, he hails from The Commonwealth Of Virginia and weighs in at two hundred and twenty pounds…‘THE MAIN ATTRACTION’ YOUNG MANNIE!

The beginning of "Another Way" airs through the P.A. system building anticipation, as Mannie emerges to a wave of boos, he is lead to the ring by Uncle Charlie & Alec Quartermain. Mannie casually walks down the ramp with his entire glowing in the dark ADIDAS sweatsuit on while soaking in the hate, as a custom Dark-Orchid colored stairwell which reads "The-Main-Attraction" is placed in front of the middle apron. Mannie strides up the steps, while the cameraman sits on the middle rope before he enters the ring. Mannie proceeds to remove his sweatsuit, and Quartermain and Uncle Charlie stay in the ring with him.

Nailz: Young Mannie has yet to be defeated in the Asylum since he returned to the roster. His only loss since then was on an episode of Meltdown, in which he lost the North American Title.

Reginald: And there was that No Contest with Keaton Saint two weeks ago, but you’re right, he hasn’t had his shoulders pinned to the mat or been forced to submit in the Asylum yet!



Wretches And Kings By Linkin Park plays over the sound system as Stefan comes out through the curtain just wearing his gold and black wrestling tights with his nickname The Killerplauze on the front of them with TV Total logos on the side of his trousers with black gloves on both of his hands.

Stenfelder: And his opponent, weighing in at 260 pounds, from Cologne, Germany, he is the Most Hated Man in Wrestling, “The Killerplauze” Stefan Raab!

Reginald: Stenfelder’s right about Raab being the most hated man in wrestling! I can’t stand the guy one bit! I can’t wait to beat him up at Mayhem!

Nailz: I’m sure you can’t, Reginald. But as Beckett pointed out earlier, you do not have any prior wrestling experience, where as the man Raab defeated at RassleMania IX, President Jeff, does. I hate to be a pessimist, but considering your lack of experience in the ring, how can you like your chances at Mayhem?

Reginald: It’s simple. He hurt my friend, so I want to hurt him. I don’t care how I do it, just that I do it!

Raab ignores the fans as he goes up the stairs before going in-between the ropes and does a holdup on each turnbuckle and everyone boos him as he does a few boxing punches to the cameras before he looks at Reginald with anger in his eyes waiting for the match to start. As Raab is jawing off to Reginald, he’s jumped from behind by Young Mannie and Alec Quatermain! The ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

No Disqualification Match
Young Mannie w/ Alex Quatermain & Uncle Charlie vs. Stefan Raab

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Mannie and Quatermain are pounding Raab from behind with clubbing blows, swarming the Killerplauze, not giving him any chance to defend himself! They turn Raab around and Double Irish Whip him into the ropes, with Quartermain catching him on the rebound for an Overhead Belly-to-Belly Suplex! Mannie dances around Raab a bit, stomping him every now and then for good measure. As the match continues on, Raab takes a beating, trying to fight back, but not having any semblance of sustained offense.

Nailz: You’ve got to be enjoying this, seeing Raab get his comeuppance!

Reginald: Oh, I am! I realy am! These fans are too!

For some reason, a chant 50,000 strong gets going, “MANNIE! MANNIE! MANNIE!” The fans have taken a shine to Mannie as he continues to beat down on the Killerplauze .

Nailz: I’m not sure if the fans are rooting for Mannie because they genuinely like him, or just because he’s beating up Raab!

Reginald: It must be the latter. Raab is the most hated man in wrestling, after all! Also, remember that the fans were booing Mannie earlier tonight.

Raab tries desperately to crawl out of the ring, but Quatermain and Mannie prevent him from doing so, grabbing him by both legs and dragging him back to the middle of the ring! The look of terror on Raab’s face elicits laughter from the crowd. Quatermain pulls Raab in for an Inverted Atomic Drop and holds Raab in place, as Mannie runs towards the ropes and nails Raab with a Running Clothesline! He pins Raab, 1
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Winner: Young Mannie[/center]

Stenfelder: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Young Mannie!

The ref raises Mannie’s arm in victory, while Uncle Charlie helps Quatermain up to his feet. Mannie does a cocky little dance over the downed Raab.

Nailz: Well, that match was exactly what we thought it would be. This match was set up to punish Stefan Raab. And punished he was!

Reginald: Darn right! He’s a bum! And I can’t wait to punish him at Mayhem!

At this point, Reginald removes his headset and makes his way towards the ring. Mannie and crew clear out, heading up the ramp. Reginald steps through the ropes, and pulls Raab up by the head, talking smack to him. At ringside, Beckett’s headset comes back on.

Beckett: This is an abuse of power on Reginald’s part! He should be fired for this!

Nailz: How is this an abuse of power!? Raab decked a woman last week, so he deserves everything he gets!

As Reginald goes to slam Raab’s head back into the mat, Raab reaches up and gives Reginald a shot to the balls with a Forearm Shot! Reginald falls to the mat in pain, and Raab slaps him right across the face! The fans continue to boo as Raab continues to assault the General Manager, stomping the tar out of him! Referees and road agents come rushing out from the back to pull Raab away, leaving Reginald laid out in the ring.

Nailz: Despite the fact that he got his butt whupped here tonight, Stefan Raab still leaves with the upper-hand on our General Manager, Reginald Schmidt.

Beckett: Gosh darn it, we’re going to be announcing Sunday Night Raab-a-Mania before long!

Raab has a sick grin on his face as he’s escorted to the back.

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Back stage the image of Michael Lively brings about a rowdy chorus of boos as he is seen on the Mega-Tron. He appears to be back stage with a mission in mind and as he rounds the corner the crowds hate escalates. The Innovator of Grand Slam almost runs directly into Stefan Raab. The tension instantly swirls through the air as neither man backs down, and their previous history of never getting along has traveled quite far with the same intentions. The German Madman almost snarls at Lively as the JESUS is the first to break the silence.

Lively: Well, well Stefan Raab did you miss me?

Stefan almost rolls his eyes as Lively's smart ass remark is followed with a rather equally disgusting smile. Raab opens his mouth as if going to respond to Michael Lively but is cut off before he can generate a sound.

Lively: Listen I actually have plans right now and don't have a ton of time to waste.

Stefan: Oh a waste huh?

Lively: Ahh..so last week, inside that ring...

Lively points toward the arena.

Lively: I here you assaulted a woman!!!

The tension once again builds as Lively shoots an evil glare toward the sinister German wrestler. Raab offers up no remorse almost looking back at the Hall of Fame Megastar as if what is he going to do about it.

Lively just offers up an evil grin as he pats Stefan on the shoulder as if he approves. The JESUS then parts ways with his former nemesis and continues on his mission. Finally arriving at his destination the newest member to the Asylum roster opens the door reading General Manager and walks in. Reginald Schmidt sitting at his desk seems surprised by the unexpected arrival of Michael Lively. The self proclaimed savior of wrestling holds up his hand interrupting the GM before he can respond.

Lively: We haven't formally met, but I'm your biggest acquisition to date, and as I so proudly like to boast...you can rest easy because your Savior is here!!!

Schmidt used to deal with massive egos is almost taken back from the size of the one that just accompanied Michael Lively in his office.

Reginald: Well you reputation definitely preceeds you.

Lively: So you have heard about my greatness?

Reginald: No actually I was talking about what major douche I hear you are.

Lively cracks a smile as Schmidt throws a jab his direction. Rolling with it Lively just gets down to business.

Lively: Listen up, if you value your job then I suggest you let me make it easier for you. Last week T.J. came out talking about wanting to embrace a challenge. He wants to run the Gauntlet, and honestly I want in!!!

The GM kind of nods before responding.

Reginald: We'll see.

Lively: We'll see? Listen this is a blockbuster move! Who is going to bring the star power, generate the excitement that I will. Please Young Mannie can't be your go to for this?? Unless you are simply interested in T.J. being spoon fed a cake walk.

Silence seems to be the trend as Schmidt glares at his new resident JESUS. Lively kind of just looks down at his new General Manager before leaving him with parting words.


Lively: Make the right choice Reg...make the right choice!!!

The lights begin to dim in the arena as spotlights begin to fly around all up and down the joint.

Stenfelder: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Making his way down to the ring first from Glasgow, Scotland weighing in at 192 pounds.... PHIL ATKEN!

The spotlights all join together at the top of the entrance way as “Heavyweight Champion of the World” begins to play. Out from the back stomps Phil Atken, adorned in a sparkly black and gold robe. He gets a reasonable reaction from the crowd. From behind Phil emerge his Head of Security, the one named mute Hank and his agent, manager and perhaps sole friend, Mr. Dirk Dickwood.

Phil hops into the ring as Dirk and the tall, bald and rather mean looking Hank take their place in Phil's corner. Phil carefully passes his shimmering robe into the hands of Dirk.

Nailz: Phil Atken has been wondering lost lately since his defeat at the hands of Keaton Saint.

Becket: But this is Phil Atken... He's the king of Asylum. Just because the doubters and haters have been holding him down lately....

IT’S SHOWTIME

The Lights in the arena Dim as the fans get to their feet with a loud pop while Nas’ “Hate Me Now” begins to blare through the loudspeakers as fireworks hit on the stage area just as Terry comes walking through the curtain with his title raised high in the air. He holds his hands out and does a few spins while the crowd showers down boos and jeers at him loudly.

Stenfelder: And his TAG TEAM PARTNER, weighing in at 245 pounds and hailing from Las Vegas Nevada, the APW Undisputed Champion and 2013 Survive and Conquer Winner..... The Real Show TERRY MARVIN!!!!

He then walks down the ramp way jawing at all the fans in the first row before he slides into the ring, hopping onto his knees and holds his arms out to more boos from the fans. He rushes over to one turnbuckle and holds the APW Undisputed title high up in the air. He does the same thing to the other three corners before heading back to the middle of the ring. After taking in that reaction for a few moments, Terry dismounts the turnbuckle and hands his belt off, the referee handing it to the nearest timekeeper.

Nailz: Terry Marvin silenced all critics last week with his strait victory over TJ, but then caused more confusion by what he did AFTER the match!

Becket: What do you mean? He showed the utmost amount of class and integrity by giving respect to a man who earned it.

The lights go out and LL Cool J tells the fans to "Come On". Red and White light go throughout the arena as the opening cords of the crowd chants the "ahhhAhhhhAHAH" of the song. As the lyrics of "Mama Said Knock You Out" begin, TJ comes out with the (Title Name) Championship over his shoulder and the lights come back on as the red lights still flash. TJ grabs the title and looks at it, raises it into the air, getting a roar of cheers from the fans.

Stenfelder: Indroducing now their opponents....FIRST from Philidelphia Pennsylvania and weighing in at 275 pounds...he is the APW Tapout Champion.... THE SOUL OF PHILLY TEEEEEEJAAAAAYYY!/color]

He then places it on the ground in front of him and he leans back and roars. He picks him his title and puts it back over his shoulder then walks down to the ring, high fiving the fans along the ramp before entering the ring over the top rope. He walks over to the far corner and climbs it. TJ holds the title belt up in the air by the strap and beats his chest with the free arm.

Nailz: TJ has had some great success with that title. He's the knockout king of APW.

Becket: But last week he met his match. He told the world he'd prove himself, yet he proved to be nothing more than a LIAR, just like the rest of the pilars.

The melody of "Cold War" by Janelle Monae signals the arrival of Keaton Saint, who makes his presence known as the song begins to pick up tempo. Saint makes his way to the ring high-fiving some of the fans in the attendance before entering the ring and preparing himself for the match ahead.

Stenfelder: And his Tag Team Partner from London, England and weighing in at 248 pounds.... KEATON SAINT!

Nailz: Keaton Saint ALSO has a rematch clause for the Title and is chosing to use it at Mayhem against BOTH Terry marvin and Phil Atken!

Becket: In what has turned to be a travisty of justice. Putting the champ up against two men... At least one of them he's beaten more often than Chris Brown to Rihanna.

Terry Marvin(c) & Phil Atken vs. Keaton Saint & TJ

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It looks like we'll see Keaton Saint starting off the match for the Pilars. Terry smiles and starts to walk towards him but Phil grabs his arm and says that He'll be starting the match. After a bit of argument, Phil runs to attack Keaton but gets an Armdrag for his trouble. Marvin just shrugs and exit’s the ring. Phil comes back at Keaton and gets another Armdrag. Keaton hits him with a few Euorpean Uppercuts before whipping him into the ropes. Phil ducks a Lariat and grabs Keaton for a shin buster. He then backs up and clips the knee out from under him. He drops a few elbows to the legs of Keaton before throwing his hands up and running to the corner to tag in Marvin.

Nailz: Seems like Phil‘s had enough!

Becket: He’s just letting Marvin have some fun

Terry goes to work on Saint hitting a knee lift as he rises. Terry pulls him up with a few chops to the chest and whips him into the ropes catching him with a spinning wheel kick. He pulls him back up for a Northern Lights Suplex and a cover

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Marvin is quick to pull him back up and down with a single arm DDT. He then locks on an arm bar and really wrenches on the shoulder of Keaton Saint. Keaton gets to the ropes and it’s a clean break by marvin surprising Atken and the Ref. Marvin pulls him up and hit’s a SIDE EFFECT… NO! Keaton Blocked it and hit’s a Stalling Fisherman’s suplex in the middle of the ring he hooks for the pin.

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Marvin is quick to his feet and goes for a Superkick that Keaton Ducks. Marvin turns around and Keaton hit’s a hard DDT and then pulls Marvin over to his corner. He drops him with a Belly to back Suplex before tagging in TJ!

Nailz: Marvin is in a bad way here and where is Phil Atken?

Becket: Clearly he’s just taking a breather. Being that rich and famous takes it’s toll…

Phil is on the floor talking to Dirkwood about “strategy” as he is snuck a flask that Phil takes a quick hit of. Back in the Ring Terry is getting pounded by TJ who’s attacked with a Backbreaker into a body stretch that followed a hard diving clothesline. TJ sets him up for the Impact Bomb, but Marvin breaks away with kicks to the gut. He hit’s the ropes but is stopped by a Spinebuster from TJ and a quick cover.

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TJ pulls him up again and whips him into the ropes. He dives for a Spear but Marvin catches him with a falling DDT! Marvin eventually gets to his feet and goes to tag in PHIL who refuses to make the TAG. Marvin finally loses it and SLAPS the shit out of Phil and steps out of the ring. The ref calls him in and Phil looks at an Angry TJ! TJ is right there with hard clubbing blows to the back of Phil’s head. TJ lifts him up for a Somoan Drop and then stomps away. He goes to put Phil in the Philly Combo but Phil grabs the ref for help . When the ref tries to get away, Phil hit’s a HARD low blow to boos from the crowd!

Nailz: COME ON! There was no call for that!

Becket: Sure there was, anything to break a hold.

Phil uses the distraction to hit a suplex in the middle of the ring. He stomps the hell out of the knee of TJ and then goes to lock in the FIGURE FOUR! But TJ manages to block it and kicks him off. Phil runs and tags in Marvin, sliding out of the ring like a coward. Marvin comes back in as TJ crawls to the ropes to get a Tag. Instead of trying to stop it, he lets TJ tag in Keaton. The two get in each others faces in the middle of the ring as the crowd cheers loudly! But then Atken comes in and joins in the staring contest…though neither men look at him. So Phil goes behind Keaton and clips out his knee to boos from the crowd.

Terry shoves Phil who just tells him to “FINISH THE DAMN MATCH” Phil returns the slap to Terry who looks ready to kill his partner. But he doesn’t have a chance as Keaton hit’s a BIG German Suplex. He gets back up and Grabs Marvin for the Paragon DDT, but Marvin manages to power out of it. And hit’s a SIDE EFFECT in the middle of the ring. Both men are slow to get to their feet and begin a slug fest as they do. Rights and lefts fly, but Marvin ducks one blow from Keaton grabs his arms and hit’s the YOU’RE CANCELLED! He makes the cover.

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Nailz: WHAT A SAVE!

Becket: TJ just kicked Marvin so hard in the head he’s seeing double. How is that NOT cheating?

TJ goes back to his corner as Keaton manages to get up and crawls his way over there. Exhausted and with one last grasp of energy he makes the tag. Terry reaches up and tags the hand of an unsuspecting Atken. Phil ducks a big boot and rolls up TJ putting his feet on the ropes.

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Marvin and Phil argue a lot now AS TJ grabs Phil from behind. Terry tags himself in as TJ hit’s the Pump Handle DDT on Phil. He covers but the Ref doesn’t make the count. The ref explains that Terry is the one who’s the legal man. TJ turns around into a kick to the gut and a WHIPLASH! He covers.

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Keaton tries for the save but Phil trips him up, DING! DING! DING!

Winners: Terry Marvin & Phil Atken

Stenfelder: Winners of this match by pinfall… The team of PHIL ATKEN AND TERRY MARVIN!

Nailz: WOW, what a match. Marvin used the distraction of Atken to pick up the win!

Becket: Come on Nailz… Marvin did everything right and fair in that match even though it could have cost his team the match!

Phil rolls to the outside and grabs a steel chair and slides back in the ring. Keaton is checking on TJ and slowly stands up turning around to Phil charging with a chair…

Nailz: Lookout!

Keaton raises up his hands to block the blow…. But it never comes. Instead Marvin grabs the chair and pulls it away from Atken. They tug of war at it and Marvin just lets go as Atken stumbles back and The chair is grabbed by Keaton Saint with fury in his eyes!

Becket: WHAT IS KEATON DOING?

Nailz: What was about to be done to him! Turn about is fair play.

Keaton looks at Atken and SWINGS FOR THE FENSES…..

AND CONNECTS WITH MARVIN!

Becket: WHAT!

Nailz: Phil dodged out of the way!

Becket: MAYBE! Or maybe Keaton was aiming at Marvin!

Phil rolls out of the ring as Keaton chases him and throws the chair at him. Keaton looks down at Marvin as the crowd looks in shock and is silence. Keaton flashes a small smile before rolling out of the ring. The ref helps Marvin to his feet as he raises the title up in victory to a MIXED reaction from the fans.

[biggs]

As Asylum comes back on the air, the camera is focused on Russ T. Nailz and Steve Beckett at the announce table.

Nailz: Well, folks, if you're a fan of APW, you know that we're well on our way to Mayhem, which will be live Sunday, May 19th, from Rio de Janeiro, Brazil! The Asylum side of the event is taking shape rather nicely!

Beckett: Of course the Asylum part of the card is loaded! Terry Marvin defending the APW Undisputed Championship against both Phil Atken and Keaton Saint in a Triple Threat Match! Aubrey J. Parker getting her title rematch with KJE! Reginald Schmidt versus Stefan Raab, with the future of Asylum on the line! It's just match after match of awesomeness!

Nailz: One match that has been eagerly anticipated is the Tap Out Gauntlet Match, where "The Soul of Philly" TJ defends his belt against four other men. So far, we know that Young Mannie and William D. Williams have been entered into the match, and after his talk with Reginald Schimdt earlier tonight, we can now confirm that Michael Lively will be in the match as well. However, that still leaves one spot open. Let's send it to Jack Spade in the back, who is with our GM right now.

The camera cuts backstage, where Jack Spade and Reginald Schmidt are in the interview area.

Spade: First off, sir, thanks for taking the time out of your busy schedule to talk with me. Secondly, where's Bambi?

Reginald looks slightly perturbed at the question, but answers it anyway.

Reginald: After her ordeal two weeks ago, Bambi and I have decided that it would be in the best interest of her safety and security that she will be on paid administrative leave until after I deal with Raab at Mayhem. That is all that I'm going to say about that.

Spade: Fair enough. But now for the main reason that you're here, I'm told that you have an announcement regarding the Tap Out Gauntlet Match for Mayhem?

Reginald: That's right. Next week, from the Arena Anhembi, in Sao Paulo, Brazil, we will hold a Triple Threat Match between Logan Alexander vs. Reaver vs. Jair Hopkins. The winner will move on to the Tap Out Gauntlet, while the other two will face off in a one-on-one match at Mayhem!

Harvey: So win, and you're in a title match! Lose, and you still have to fight at Mayhem!

Reginald: That's right!

From out of nowhere, Stefan Raab jumps Reginald from behind, nailing him with a clubbing blow to the back of the head! Jack Spade gets out of dodge, as Raab continues to beat down on Reginald! Before long, referees and road agents are there to grab Raab and pull him away from Reginald. Raab curses at Reginald and spits in his direction as he's dragged away!

Raab: It will be Sunday Night Raab-a-Mania! You'll see!

Raab continues to kick and scream as he's taken away.

Nailz: A cowardly attack from Stefan Raab! I hope that Reginald Schmidt puts him in his place at Mayhem!

Beckett: I've said it once, I'll say it again, this is one of the worst decisions that Reginald Schmidt has ever made! I shudder to think that we'll soon be calling the action on Sunday Night Raab-a-Mania!

Nailz: In any event, folks, we'll be right back after this break with our Main Event!

[biggs]

Our camera angle is an odd one... we are on the floor, moving through the shadows, looking up at our surroundings- a locker room. Judging by the names on the luggage and the wrestling attire visible, lying atop the bags, we can logically conclude that the locker room belongs to M&M.

And soon, we’re trapped, cast into darkness.

A different angle shows that Aubrey J. Parker has captured something on the floor, in a cardboard box. It fights wildly to escape, but she slides a metal sheet beneath the box and flips it, hurriedly closing the box and taping it shut.

AJP: I got it... I got it!!

Parker turns and gives her tag team partner, Logan Alexander a satisfied grin, though he looks humbly confused by the entire situation, quickly halting his attempts at peeking over her shoulder at getting a look at whatever is inside the box.

LA: Is THAT what's been following you around all week?

AJP: This is... it's...

She kneels down beside her bag and mumbles something incomprehensible before she turns to Logan and gives him a very broad smile that wasn't on her face a second before.

AJP: Are you going to hurt Kaylyn tonight?

Maintaining an eye on Logan, Aubrey retrieves another box from the bag- a dark, brass one that looks like a miniature treasure-chest at a quick glance.

Logan shrugs, and looks down at her as she holds the second box.

LA: We'll see how things go. I haven't exactly decided.

AJP: Logan, how do you feel about surprises?

He frowns back at her.

LA: Depends on the surprise... Lately, I can't say I'm a big fan of them.

AJP: Yeah... I understand.

With her back to Logan and the camera, AJP transitions whatever is in the cardboard box into the brass one and slams the lid shut, quickly jumping up and turning to Logan, holding it under her arm.

AJP: Tonight, you deserve to show everyone that you're the greatest wrestler on this show. Nobody's seen it yet, because nobody wants to see it... nobody wants to see M&M on top, but tonight, don't give them a choice. Hurt her. Break her. Beat her.

...and I'll have a surprise for you. And it's not a bad one.

Logan smiles slightly.

LA: Well... I'll do what I can to make sure I do.

AJP: Then you have to cross the line.

She says it quietly, barley audible to the microphones. Logan looks over at her. It's uncertain whether he heard her or not.

LA: So... do you have any plans for your new... 'pet'?

AJP: Hm. Who knows? ...maybe it's a surprise.

He considers something quietly for a few moments.

LA: Do you think it's the only one?

She continues to simply smirk at her.

AJP: With any luck, no.

She hears a bell sound, signalling the beginning of the next match- the final match. She turns to Logan and smiles coyly.

AJP: Sounds like you're up.

LA: You're observant.

He pushes himself up off of the chair and without hesitation marches out of the locker room toward ringside. Aubrey smiles and takes the box with her, following Logan.

We fade to the ring.

Stenfelder: The following contest scheduled for one fall, IS OUR MAAAAIN EVENT! Introducing first...

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

the sideaffects are sexual
are you down for a taste?
the sideaffects are sexual
and you love the way i say

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


Beckett: YAAAAYY!

Nailz: She's been quiet back there this evening- but here she is!

The lyrics to Porcelian and the Tramps- I'm Your Favorite Drug continued to play over the PA system as the lights fade putting the arena into total darkness. Just as the chorus would end there is a bang as the lights turn back on full blast and a cloud of smoke is on the entrance way with a figure standing within it. The chorus starts up once more but this time with the lyrics included is none other then Kaylyn Evans who steps out from within the smokey patch on the stage.

Stenfelder: From the Bronx, New York, she is the NEEEWWWWWW APW Suicidal Champion, Kaylyn James EVANNNS!

As the chorus was being heard throughout the crowd a smiling Kaylyn Evans was on her way down the ramp with a stride that showed nothing but confidence in herself no matter what the outcome of today's event's would be. Dressed in a black and lime green set of attire Kaylyn flaunts her body as she walks past the fans. Reaching the bottom of the ramp way Kaylyn stops and turns to the right heading around the ring and towards the far steps to ascend them and make her way onto the apron. Crossing the apron she stands there looking out at the fans. Hooking her arms on the top rope, in perfect Kaylyn fashion, she flipped back over the top rope and into the ring where she made her way around the ring looking out at all the fans in the arena, booing and not. As the music would cut Kaylyn would be focused and ready for what was to come.

Stenfelder: And her opponent...

The lights dim and as the opening chords of ‘Endless Possibility’ start to play and the name ‘Logan Alexander’ appears on the tron. The crowd begins to cheer even though Logan doesn’t emerge from the entry way, while a video package covering many of his APW matches and several other older ones from other feds plays on the tron. One section of the crowd begins to buzz more loudly than the others, and the camera quickly focus on that section of it. Logan comes into view shortly after. His expression is cool and focused as he makes his way through the crowd towards the ringside area, acting as if they weren’t even there. A few paces behind him is Aubrey J. Parker, clutching the mysterious dark box to her side.

Stenfelder: Being accompanied to the ring by Aubrey J. Parker, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 223 pounds.....LOGAN ALEXANDER!

Once at the ringside barricade, he places his hands on it and practically vaults over it, into the ringside area with AJP following suit right behind him. Logan climbs the ring steps and steps onto the ring apron. He climbs into the ring, watching his opponent as he does so, and moves into one corner. There, he removes and drops his jacket to Aubrey. He eyes hardly move from his KJE as he moves back to the corner and leans against it, waiting for the opening bell.

Main Event (Non-Title)
Kaylyn James Evans (c) vs Logan Alexander

Beckett: Kaylyn goes right after Logan with a Running Dropkick!

Nailz: AJP looks shocked out there! I doubt she expected the champ to do that!

Beckett: Ha, or Logan.

Logan is on his feet recovering from the Dropkick but Kaylyn hits two slaps to either side of his face that stun him and then brings his head downward to hit a stiff knee strike to his chin! Logan goes stiff as a result and Kaylyn hits the ropes then hits a Spear! She goes for a cover but Logan wisely rolls to his hands and knees to avoid it. Kaylyn gets up and hits a Leg Drop to the back of his head! She tries to roll him over again for a cover but Logan rolls all the way to the apron. He reaches to choke Kaylyn over the middle rope, but she pulls her head back in just in time- but Logan is able to grab her legs anyway and trip her! Kaylyn falls and Logan drags her toward the ring post by her left leg while the referee warns him to stop! He starts a 5 count, but by the count of 2, Logan has already driven Kaylyn’s knee into the post! Kaylyn shrieks in agony and pushes herself back to the center of the ring while Logan smirks and slides into the ring again.

Beckett: He’s trying to injure her! TRYING to! Russ, go bring KJE down here so I can see if her knee’s okay.

Nailz: Logan warned everybody that he was going to try his best to go a little farther than usual to prove a point against Kaylyn James Evans tonight... but Kaylyn reminded us all that she’s here to fight, and she’s not the champion for nothing!

Logan grabs Kaylyn and she tries to fight out but she immediately falls victim to a Single Leg Crab. Aubrey simply cradles the box and smiles at Kaylyn from the outside, but regardless, Kaylyn crawls to the ropes and grabs the bottom! Logan holds on until the count of 4 and then breaks the Crab. Kaylyn crawls to her feet and Logan runs at her for a Clothesline but Kaylyn uses her good leg to hit him with a kick to the midsection. Logan pauses and grabs his abdomen while Kaylyn runs at him and hits a Sunset Flip! Logan rolls over it..... but rolls through and gets to his feet, going for a sharp kick to Kaylyn, but she ducks under it and goes for a Schoolboy!!

Nailz: Another counter!

Logan rolls through the Schoolboy by grabbing Kaylyn’s arm and brings her down first into a Side Armbar, but she is able to quickly grab the ropes. He slides to her legs and drags her to the center of the ring, locking in the STF instead!!

Beckett: Ohh no. He’s really trying to hurt her leg. Don’t cripple her- I love seeing KJE on Sunday nights! It’s the highlight of my evening!

Nailz: But KJE is still fighting!

Logan begins to lose his grip for a second, and that’s all it takes for KJE to tug at his hands. She bites the fingers on his left hand and Logan lets go, but clubs her with a forearm on instinct as he rolls away, leaving both Megastars stunned on the mat. The referee is prepared to start a 10-count, but Logan begins to crawl to his feet first. He stumbles over to Evans and goes to lift her up for a DDT but she counters with a Northern Lights Suplex, holding it for the pin!!

Beckett: She came out of nowhere with the Northern Lights!!

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Logan pops out of the hold and matches KJE in time getting to their feet. He goes for an Enziguiri but she ducks it and Logan lands on his stomach! He climbs to his feet and she hits a Swinging Neckbreaker! Logan is back to his feet a few moments later but Kaylyn is already waiting and she hits the ropes before charging back and nailing a Shining Wizard! Logan slowly falls back and Kaylyn covers him again.

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Nailz: The Suicidal Champion is making it known that she’s not going to be looked at as a pushover in this match!

Beckett: Forget that. She’s looking to dominate.

Nailz: And now she’s heading outside to the top rope!

Kaylyn is on the apron but goes to the top turnbuckle when Logan begins to stir. Logan gets to one foot and one knee, then KJE jumps from the top for a Diving Cross Body- but Logan springs to his feet, snatches her out of the air onto his shoulders, and hits a powerful Samoan Drop!! KJE bounces from the impact and Logan hooks her far leg!

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AJP screams for Logan to “hurt her!” from the outside and Logan pushes himself up again, pulling KJE with him by her arm, but she hits a European Uppercut! It proves to be to no avail, as Logan flattens her with a Bulldog a moment later! KJE holds her nose as she gets up and Logan runs at her for a Clothesline, knocking her down again. Aubrey applauds and Logan hooks her leg for the cover once again!

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Nailz: Another kickout, and AJP looks annoyed by that one.

Parker looks around for a moment and then suddenly backs away from the ring, and turns, jogging off backstage.

Beckett: Well where’s SHE going?

Back in the ring, Logan pulls Kaylyn up and goes for a Fisherman’s Suplex, but Kaylyn counters into an Inside Cradle!

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Logan rolls out before the count of two, while the crowd is still wired from the could-have-been-near-fall and turns around, right into a running back elbow from Kaylyn! He goes down and when he returns to his feet, he’s hooked for a Spike DDT! Logan rolls over onto his hands and knees and pulls himself up once more, and Kaylyn turns her back to him before performing a signature Backflip Kick, throwing both hands up, excitedly to the crowd as she connects, earning heat. Kaylyn stands up and points to the ropes then runs to them, springing off for an Asai Moonsault!

Nailz: And now the Suicidal Champ is rolling!

Beckett: This isn’t where Logan Alexander wanted to be tonight!

Kaylyn holds her ribs delicately as Logan is getting up and Kaylyn runs to the ropes, springing off again for a second Asai Moonsault, but Logan rolls out of the way with the little energy he has left! Kaylyn stumbles back, grabbing the leg that she hurt earlier and Logan runs at her hitting a Reverse Chop Block that causes Kaylyn to flip onto her back and clutch her knee, shrieking again. Logan grabs her and tries to go for the Sharpshooter, but KJE grabs his leg and prevents him from turning her over!

Nailz: She’s fighting it!!

Logan is eventually forced to break the hold, simply out of frustration. Kaylyn climbs to her knees and Logan turns to her. Kaylyn is barely able to stand on her leg, but she still ducks a Roundhouse Kick attempt from Logan and takes him with with a Dropkick! Suddenly, the crowd is on their feet in a roar.

Nailz: What is- hey, look at the ramp!

Beckett: It’s...!!

Even as Kaylyn is in the process of hitting Logan with kicks that keep him seated in the corner, she slowly turns and her eyes widen as he sees the top of the ramp.

Aubrey J. Parker walks out to ringside with a microphone in one hand- and holding Christian Kane’s hand in the other. The crowd goes from a shocked pop to a deep mixed reaction. Aubrey grins and bounces back and forth from her heels to her toes and raises the microphone, first to her lips... but then hands it to Christian, looking up at him with a curious, indescribable smile. Christian holds the microphone and glares down at the ramp. KJE tries to remain focus and hits the ropes, coming back, hitting Logan with a Running Facewash! Logan rolls onto his stomach in pain but is able to hop up and drop KJE with a Reverse Bulldog before she can walk away toward the ropes. Christian shakes his head and raises the microphone.

CK: You know what? I was about to leave this damn country. Only 30 minutes ago, I was at the airport. I was waiting for my flight home until I realised...am I really gonna leave? Am I going to walk away? While this is going on? Time and time again people tell me not to get too down on myself. That I’m better than what’s been seen. And why is that? Huh? Why is that? Is someone holding me down? Is my tag partner holding me down? Is she taking advantage of me? Are you taking advantage of me, Kaylyn?

Kaylyn is caught in a Chin Lock as she looks up at Christian Kane in confusion. She screams ”NO!” as the referee asks if she’ll submit, but it’s unclear if she’s speaking to him, or Christian. Through the struggle, Kaylyn is finally able to reach the ropes and force Logan to break the hold, though he plants her with a German Suplex moments later!

CK: When you had no one to turn to, who helped you? When you needed a tag partner to chase the titles, who was there? And now you’re on the big stage...and where was I? Where was I earlier tonight, partner!? I was jerking the F--KING CURTAIN! All YOU’VE done in this tag team is eat pinfalls and hold me back. It’s because of YOU that I find myself in these third world s--tholes LOSING all the time because I have no goddamn momentum. And clearly you don’t care about me, so why should I care about you, Kaylyn? Jason Kash shouldn’t worry about me bangin’ you because right now I’m sick at the sight of you. I’m sick of the sight of you with that title, in that limelight - in my spot. You and me both know that I should be there, not you. Logan knows that. Parker knows that.

Logan has KJE onto his shoulders and the crowd roars as he goes for a Death Valley Driver, but KJE drops down behind him and goes for the KY Bomb, but Logan breaks out of it and Irish Whips her into the ropes. As she returns, she hits a Headscissors Takedown! Logan is thrown onto his back, but slowly climbs back to his feet and turns around into a STIFF Running Big Boot that knocks him to the mat! KJE falls to her bad knee and glares up at the ramp again.

CK: Not everyone has to like me, Kaylyn. This isn’t a popularity contest. But when people use me to get ahead and take advantage of my good nature...that’s when I have a problem.

KJE starts to go for the cover, but Logan trips her up with a Drop Toehold and quickly manages to lock her in the half-turned Sharpshooter, the Perfect Chaos Theory! KJE screams out in pain, reaching out for the ropes that are only a foot away while Christian Kane continues on the ramp.

CK: A guy like me doesn’t like being ignored. He doesn’t like being shunned. He doesn’t like being forgotten. He doesn’t like being used So think about it. And think quickly. My patience is wearing thin with you, babe. And soon...I might just take action...

...Girl, don’t tempt me.

BZZZZT!

The microphone cuts out as Christian Kane throws it to the ground. Aubrey J. Parker takes his hand again and grins down at the ground- grinning down at KJE and Logan, as KJE suffers in the Perfect Chaos Theory, before she and Kane disappear backstage!

Nailz: What did we just-?

Beckett: Kane’s done! He’s sick of being pushed around! And I guess AJP made him realize it!

Nailz: But what about Kaylyn? What about Logan? KAYLYN MIGHT TAP, LOOK!

Kaylyn clenches her jaw and bears her teeth through tears but finally is forced to tap out. The crowd responds with a deafening mixed reaction and Logan falls to his knees.

Stenfelder: Here is your winner as a result of a submission-- LOOOGGGAANNN ALEXANDDDERRRR!

Kaylyn clutches her leg and rolls away.

Nailz: Big win in the main event for Logan Alexander, but I just don’t feel good about this one...

Logan rises to one knee and looks down at Kaylyn. The referee moves over to raise his hand, and Logan pulls away from him before rolling out under the bottom rope.

Beckett: Where’s he heading?

Logan moves over to the time keeper and grabs the Suicidal championship. He turns and heads back to the ring. He climbs in as Kaylyn is rising to her feet once again, looking a bit unsteady. Logan crouches behind her, glaring at her while holding the championship in one hand, pulled back and ready to strike.

Nailz: Oh he’s setting her up here.
Beckett: Kaylyn! Don’t turn around!

Kaylyn does turn around after regaining her feet. Logan springs forward and blasts her in the face with the Suicidal championship. Kaylyn collapses back to the mat, bringing both hands up to her face while she writhes on the mat. Logan turns and looks back at her. He then tosses the championship onto the mat, then moves over to Kaylyn, grabs hold of her, and pulls her up off the mat.

Nailz: Don’t do this. She’s had enough!
Beckett: Quick! Someone get out here and help her! Where’s Christian? Where’s Kash?

Logan hits her with a boot to the midsection, then ducks down and lifts her up into a fireman’s carry. He glances around at the crowd, scowling slightly. He then pushes Kaylyn up off his shoulders and swings her around in front of him, as he drops to the mat, delivering a modified belly to belly piledriver!

Nailz: A Samoan driver in the middle of the ring!

He shoves Kaylyn forward and lets her tumble to the mat after that impact. The referee is quick to move over and check on her. Logan stands and glares down at her again. He turns away and picks up the Suicidal championship. He moves back over to Kaylyn and drops the title onto her, before turning away and calmly stepping through the ropes and dropping down to the floor. The crowd is offering a strong mixed reaction, having no real love for Kaylyn Evans, but not comfortable with the display shown by Logan Alexander. He walks up the ramp to the back as the camera focuses back on Kaylyn in the ring.

Nailz: Logan Alexander picked up a huge victory tonight, defeating the Suicidal Champion, but any love the crowd may have for him is in serious jeoparody after an attack like that! Anyhow, that's all the time we have for this week. Thanks for joining us! We'll see you again in two weeks!

Asylum fades to black with KJE still laid out in the ring.