TEST FOR THE BEST 2013

[President Jeff]

The opening video ends and pyro shoots from the stage before the camera pans through the crowd. That fans hold up their signs.The Cameras stops on the commentators for the majority of the night, Darren Harvey and Johnny Chase

Harvey: Welcome everyone to TEST FOR THE BEST

Chase: I’m Johnny Chase along side Darren Harvey. As well as the voices of Asylum, Russ T Nailz and Steve Beckett who will be calling the action of the Asylum matches here tonight

Nailz: Its great to be here guys

Beckett: And let me just say, I look forward to seeing an Asylum Megastar win the tournament tonight

Chase: We’ll see about that

Nailz: What a show we have planned. This year, 10 Megastars, 4 from Overdrive, 4 from Asylum and 2 from Meltdown will compete in the Test for the Best tournament

Chase: Also tonight, we will see Evan Envi put his Overdrive Title on the line, taking on Michael Jennings

Harvey: And our huge main event, Terry Marvin defends the Undisputed Title against Level One

Chase: That will be en epic encounter for sure.

Tony: The following contest is the first match of the Test for the Best Tournament

The haunting and brief vocals of Tina Malia penetrate the arena through its sound system and the crowd erupts into a mixed reaction as "Nothing Has Been Broken" by Bassnectar rips throughout the arena, followed by neon strobes swaying through the crowd. Their reaction only grows louder as Aubrey J. Parker steps out onto the ramp, standing with a hand on her hip, and the other hand clutching that unopened, leather black box she carries as she surveys the masses.

Nailz: Aubrey got into this tournament by defeating Logan Alexander on Asylum 2 weeks ago.

Beckett: There’s a lot of people predicting that Aubrey will win this tournament, and I have to say, I may have to agree.

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, though the undertone of boos follows shortly after. She steps into the ring and hands the timekeeper the black box, whispering some kind of warning to him before she makes her way to the turnbuckles, hopping onto them, looking out into the audience with a smirk, showing very little reaction toward those in the crowd, regardless of if they heckle or support her. She climbs down from the turnbuckles and leans in the corner, waiting for action as her music fades.

Nailz: Who will Aubrey’s opponent be?

The opening chords of “In The End” start to play through the arena. A video package shown in black and white begins to play, showing clips of APW pay-per-view, and various televised matches having featured Logan Alexander. After a brief time, the current APW Tap Out champion emerges from the backstage area, walking casually out on stage with the Tap Out title draped over his shoulder. He pauses at the top of the ramp and looks out at the crowd, coolly appraising them while they boo his presence.

Nailz: Oh wow, a rematch from the last Asylum!

Beckett: Logan won a second chance battle royal at the last Asylum. This is another guy who could win this tournament.

While he stands there waiting, four other men step out onto the stage from the entryway and move into positions around him. Two flank him on either side, but remain a step behind him, and the last two take up spots behind them. All four are dressed in identical clothing. Black shoes, black pants, and black shirts with bold, white lettering that spelled out L.A.P.S.E. across the front. Logan looks around at each of them and tells them to go to the back. They nod and then Logan begin walking down the ramp towards ringside.

Tony: And her opponenet, from Toronto Ontario, weighing in at 223 pounds, he is LOGAN...ALEXAAAAAAAAAAANDER!

At ringside, Logan removes his ring jacket and tosses it onto the ring steps before climbing the ring steps to the apron. Logan steps through the ropes. Logan looks across the ring at his opponent, before handing the Tap Out title to the referee and then retreating to one corner of the ring across from his opponent. Logan stares over at his opponent waiting for the bell

Nailz: What a match to kick off this tournament.


Beckett: Two friends and former tag team champions going at it. Lets get this match on.

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

Nailz: NO WAY!

Beckett: I can’t believe this!

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.

Tony: And the final competitor, from Toronto Ontario, weighing in at 220 pounds, he is CHRISTIAN.....KAAAAAAAAANE!

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.

Nailz: 3 members of the New Sindicate are kicking this tournament off.

Beckett: The New Sindicate had the best shot at winning this tournament, and now after this match, two of the three will be eliminated.

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.

Nailz: I don’t think any of them expected this match.

Beckett: I don’t think anyone expected this.

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.

Nailz: Christian is a up and coming star here in APW and on Asylum.

Beckett: Winning this tournament would sky rocket him into bigger and better things for his career.

TEST FOR THE BEST QUARTER FINALS

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Aubrey J Parker Vs Logan Alexander Vs Christian Kane


The three of them circle each other, unsure of what to do. They all shake each others hand and then all three locks up in a triple lock up. They struggle for a few seconds then break it up. AJP and Logan both kicks Kane in the stomach and they both throw him into the ropes and gives him a big hip toss. Kane goes to the corner. Logan goes after him but AJP rolls him up in a school boy
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Nailz: A big move there by Christian.

Beckett: Odds are stacked against him in this one

Christian grabs AJP and rolls her into the ring. Christian jumps up on the ring apron and springboards in with a round house kick, but AJP moves and Christian crashes and burns. Christian grabs his leg and as he hops up with his other. AJP grabs Christians hurt leg and gives him a dragon screw. With Christian rolling in pain, AJP then grabs both Christians legs and locks in the Walls of Jericho

Nailz: The Happy Crab!

Beckett: It may be over here!

Before AJP can apply too much pressure, Logan is back in the ring and grabs AJP from behind and plants her with a forward Russian leg sweep. Logan covers
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Logan lifts AJP up and takes her to the corner and gives her a couple of Shoulder thrust. Logan throws AJP into the opposite corner. Logan runs and AJP gets both feet up in Logan’s face. Logan stumbles back and AJP jumps up to the middle turnbuckle and leaps off with a Hurricanrana and lands it. Logan gets up to his feet and AJP sends Logan into the ropes and takes him down with a spinning heel kick. AJP covers
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Nailz: Christian breaks the count just in time

Beckett: Triple threat rules, you don’t have to be pinned to lose.

Christian grabs AJP and snap mares her, and follows it with a dropkick to the back of the head. Logan is getting to his feet and Christian grabs him and snap mares him and dropkicks him in the back of the head. AJP is on the mat holding the back of her head. Christian jumps and drops an elbow on AJP. Logan is also holding his head on the mat and Christian goes over, jumps and drops a knee on Logan. He then picks Logan up and snap suplexes him. Christian goes for a cover
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AJP gives Christian a few shots as they get to their feet, but Christian cuts her off with a knee to the cut. Christian sets AJP up and lifts her up for a suplex and holds her there. As he’s holding her, Logan is up and he runs off the ropes and catches Christian with a huge spear. Christian goes down and AJP falls on top of his chest for a cover
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Nailz: Logan almost cost himself the match there.

Logan pulls AJP off of Christian and takes her to the corner. Logan lifts AJP up, sitting her on the top rope. Logan climbs up and the two begin exchanging blows. Logan starts firing back with headbutts. AJP is Dazed. Christian is back up and heads to the corner. Logan see’s him and back kicks him right in the face. Christian stumbles back. Logan goes for a Hurricanrana off the top rope, but AJP catches him and she jumps off with a powerbomb, however, Christian is there and catches Logan with a Back Stabber.

Crowd: HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT

Nailz: A Powerbomb, Back Stabber combo!

Beckett: Unbelievable!

Logan is in pain as he arches his back on the mat. AJP and Christian are face to face and The two exchange punches with Christian getting the upperhand. He throws AJP into the ropes and bends over. AJP jumps onto Christans back, giving him a Sunset Flip bomb into a cover
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Christian gets up and AJP is quick to cut him off with a spinning back fist. Christian stumbles back and AJP runs at Christian who grabs AJP in a bear hug and Belly to Belly suplexes her across the ring. Christian goes for the cover
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Christian see’s AJP struggling to get up. He begins stomping his foot.

Nailz: Looks like he’s going for his Super Sexy kick!

AJP gets up and Christian goes for his super kick finisher, but AJP catches his foot. He spins Christian around and Logan is there to Super kick Christian in the face as AJP super kicks Christian in the back of the head.

Beckett: Lights out for Christian.

Logan and AJP see Christian knocked out and Logan is quick to shoves AJP out of the way and goes for a cover
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Logan is back up he grabs AJP from behind in a waist lock.He rushes towards the ropes and AJP ducks out of the way and Logan runs through the ropes and to the outside. Christian is slowly getting up. AJP see’s him and hits him with A running, leaping, snap Reverse STO

Nailz: The Makeunder!

Beckett: This could be it! Logan is trying to get back in

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Winner and Advancing to the semi finals: Aubrey J Parker [/center]

Logan is a second too late in breaking up the count. AJP’s music hits and the ref raises her arm in victory.

Nailz: Aubrey J Parker is the first person to advance to the semi finals.

Beckett: What a match this was.

AJP celebrates and then helps Logan up to his feet. The two then help Christian Kane up. The three of them all hug in the middle of the ring and raise their arms as the crowd boo’s them.

Nailz: No hard feelings between those three after this one.

Beckett: They know that the New Sindicate still has a shot at walking out tonight as the Test for the Best winner.


The group heads up the ramp as we go backstage.

The crowd cheers as we fade into the image of Jenny Knite, dressed in obligatory "League of Extraordinary Wrestlers" merchandise, arms crossed slightly below her chest as she looks toward somebody with an uneasy gaze on her face...

...And as our cameras pan out, the cheers swiftly give way to a chorus of boos as Overdrive General Manager, Alexander Duvall appears on the screen, in the middle of a sip of tea from his mug before he lowers it and sighs loudly, not bothering to look at Jenny.

Duvall: So where the hell is he, Ms. Knite?

Jenny: Evan's... He's... He'll be here. Seriously.

Duvall grunts.

Duvall: He'd 'seriously' better, or this match is considered a forfeit. And then you both might be out on your collective arses. So I suggest you show me SOMETHING that lets me know that my Overdrive Champion is on his way here to defend his championship, and not 'catching waves' or whatever the hell it is he does in Hawaii.

Jenny tries not to laugh, bashfully throwing a hand over her mouth, before she hands Duvall a small card... A postcard.

Duvall: What's...

He reads over the card, and his face increasingly grows more red with frustration.

Duvall: Aloha? Wish you were here? I miss you-you, from Hono-lu-lu?

Jenny mouths the last words of the card along with Duvall, but snickers.

Jenny: Gets me every time.

Duvall angrily rips the card into pieces!

Duvall: I don't care if Jeff has one full-on for the git! I don't like him. I don't like the way that he carries himself, and the way he teases MY fans, and the way he thinks he can-- he can just sit on his ass in a bloody BEACH HOUSE while Michael Jennings, someone that understands what kind of absurd place your friends are trying to turn my establishment into, is PREPARED for a championship match!

Jenny: ...Alex... Can I call you Alex?

Duvall: Hrrmmm...

Jenny: Alex, I know you're upset-- but trust me on something, okay?

Duvall: Trust you? You're a riot.

Jenny: Evan will be here.

Duvall: Yeah?

Jenny: Yes. There are thousands of people waiting to see him kill Mike Jennings.

There is a mixed reaction at the comment-- many fans in attendance supporting her words, while some antagonize her for it, and some boo at the mere mention of the number-one contender.

Jenny: Evan will be here. You don't need to get so worked up about it... He'll be here when he's ready, and he'll humiliate one of your Natural Born Killers.

Duvall: Killaz.

Jenny smirks and just laughs up at her boss, shaking her head. She pivots and turns, marching out of his office while the camera fades to black on the angered expression of our General Manager.

[President Jeff]

We stay backstage, shifting towards the parking garage in the back of the Amway Center. We hear a loud engine come closer and closer to the camera with every second before, finally, a red Lamborghini Diablo bursts onto the scene. Even as it eases into an empty parking space, the roar of the engine is muffled only by the roar of the capacity crowd inside the building, one that knows who's behind the wheel.

Indeed, the car is turned off, and the driver's side door opens to reveal the APW Xtreme Champion, A.C. Smith, who rises to his full 6'8 height as he exits his prized vehicle. Smith nods at the reception he can hear from the other side of the arena before closing the door and hitting a button on his car key that locks it.

He begins walking, but is stopped by a man in a suit we recognize as Jack Spade

Jack: A.C.! Can I get your thoughts on this tournament tonight?

A.C.: Well, it's a moment I've trained for for the past year. When I was beaten by Terry Marvin, I knew I made an impression on a lot of people, but I also realized how close I was to winning the whole thing. Now, Terry Marvin's off in a dick-measuring contest with Level-One, and nobody else from last year's field made it back besides me. In my mind, I'm the favorite to win the tournament and that title shot at Shockwave, and I intend to capitalize on that status tonight.

Jack: Any apprehension about your unknown opponent?

A slight smirk comes over the Big Apple Asskicker's face as he shakes his head.

A.C.: Jack, you know me better than that. As I said earlier this week, I respect almost everyone else in this field. But I fear no one. I come in knowing I can beat whomever I draw, and with that in mind, there's no apprehension, no worries, no nothing, just me focusing on the work that needs to get done tonight.

Jack: When you said 'almost everyone,' safe to assume the outlier you were talking about is Aubrey Parker?

Smith's smirk grows into a full-on smile.

A.C.: You said it. I didn't. But hey, she'll probably blame me for it somehow and be wrong again, like she has been for as long as I've known her.

The crowd laughs as Smith pats Jack on the back. The Xtreme Champion leaves and walks into the arena, and we cut back to ringside.

Harvey: Welcome back to ringside folks. If case your tuning in late, we've had one tournament match already, and what a match is one. 3 members from The New Sindicate faced off in a triple threat match where Aubrey J Parker came out on top.

Chase: And now its time for our next Test for the Best match

The camera goes to the ring where Tony Ferrari is standing

Tony: The following contest is a test for the best quarter finals match

The crowd sits in hushed anticipation as the arena lights fade to a dim blue. Fog emits from the stage, illuminated by a bright blue light emanating from the stage. “Spaceman,” by The Killers hits the speakers.



The fans erupt in cheers as Biggs enters the arena, holding his hands high in the air. Blue laser lights shoot from the stage, as white strobe lights flash around the arena, and Biggs heads down the ramp with a dance in his step, slapping fives with the fans on his way to the ring.

Tony: Making his way to the ring, from Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 217 pounds, Biggs!

Biggs reaches the ring, and hops up onto the apron before sling shotting himself over the top rope and into the ring. He then raises his arms once more, his fingers extended to signify that he’s #1, prompting blue fireworks to shoot out of the turnbuckles! The lights come back on as he removes his ring jacket and shades.

Harvey: This is Bigg’s third time in the Test for the Best tournament. First in 2009, losing to the eventual winner, Jesse Nunez in the semi finals. In 2010, losing in the first round to Sally Talfourd who would go on to win the tournament.

Chase: Well you know what they say, third times a charm.

Harvey: And lets not forget, at Test for the Best 2011, Biggs defeated Level One to become the Undisputed Champion

A green hue fills the arena as "Writing On the Wall" by the Tea Party begins to play and the fans instantly jump to their feet, cheering loudly. C.J. Gates quickly makes his way out from the back wearing his trademark cowboy hat and his "Go Big or Go Home" T-shirt.

Harvey: OH BOY! Business just picked up

Chase: Biggs and CJ in the first round. These two have had quite a history, even fighting over the Undisputed title back in 2011.

He points out to the fans in attendance and smiles before making his way down the ramp, tagging hands with the fans along the side of it.

Tony: And his opponent, from Fargo North Dakota, weighing in at 215 pounds, he is C....J.....GATES!

Gates reaches the ring and slides in under the bottom rope before springing to his feet and climbing the nearest turnbuckle. He points out at the fans one more time before raising his arms in the air to another loud chorus of cheers.

Harvey: In 2011, CJ competed in his first and only Test for the Best tournament and won, defeating Sally Talford, Johnny Rebel and Shane Borderland all in one night.

Chase: And CJ went on that year to win the Undisputed Title at Shockwave.

Harvey: I’m excited for this. These two guys have main event many Pay Per View. And this is a treat.

“Cult of Personality” hits on the PA system, much to the delight of the capacity crowd. Nathaniel Havok makes his way out to the entrance ramp, extremely hyped and ready to go.

Harvey: WHAT! NATHANIEL HAVOK?

Chase: 3 big Overdrive Megastars and two of them are gonna be eliminated!

He throws his arms in the air as pyro goes off around him, before walking down the ramp, slapping the hands of fans on his way down.

Tony: And the 3rd competitor, weighing in at 242 pounds, he is NATHANIEL....HAVVVVVVVOK!

He slides into the ring and pops up gracefully off the mat, hitting the far right turnbuckle to pose for the crowd. He hops down and stands in the corner, as his music fades out.

Harvey: All 3 of these guys are former world champions. So anyone of them could win this.

Chase: Never did I expect something like this tonight

TEST FOR THE BEST QUARTER FINALS

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Biggs Vs CJ Gates Vs Nathaniel Havok


The bell rings and all three guys circle each other and Havok right away, goes after Biggs, hitting him with punches, taking him to the corner. CJ comes in behind Havok and hits him in the shoulder blades with some forearm shots. CJ throws Havok into the ropes and gives him a big back body drop. CJ goes for a cover
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Biggs pulls CJ up to his feet and throws him into the corner. Havok is up and Biggs throws Havok into the corner, into CJ. Biggs runs towards the corner and goes for a big avalanch splash, but Havok moves out of the way, and Biggs crushes CJ. Biggs turns and Havok catches Biggs with a kick to the head. Biggs goes down and Havok covers
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Harvey: This match could be the match of the night tonight.

Chase: It be in the running with the Level One verses Terry Marvin match in tonight’s main event.

CJ grabs Havok and tosses him out of the ring through the ropes. Havok gets to his feet and CJ vaults himself over the top rope, landing on Havok. The crowd cheer’s and CJ pulls Havok up to his feet. On the top rope is Biggs and he comes off with a moonsault, landing on top of both Havok and CJ.

Harvey: Unbelievable. Biggs is risking it all here.

Chase: Biggs shouldn’t get too risky, it may cost him.

Biggs grabs Havok and rolls him back into the ring. Biggs hops up onto the ring apron. Havok gets up and Biggs goes for a springboard, but CJ grabs Biggs leg and pulls him off, causing Bigg’s face to bounce off the edge of the ring. CJ gets on the ring apron and Havok comes at him. CJ goes to spear Havok through the ropes, but Havok side steps and kicks CJ in the chest. CJ is hanging over the middle rope and Havok grabs CJ’s head and gives him a swinging neck breaker into the ring. Havok covers
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Havok lifts CJ up to his feet and takes him to the corner where he gives CJ a snap mare out of it, followed with a kick to the spine. Havok runs off the ropes and kicks CJ in the head and covers
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Harvey: That’s gotta hurt.

Chase: I dare anyone to say that wrestling is fake after seeing that.

Biggs slides into the ring and charges at CJ who is getting up and CJ takes Biggs down with a drop toe hold. From there, CJ grabs Bigg’s leg and locks in a Ankle lock. Biggs yells in pain as he’s reaching for the ropes. Biggs is slowly crawling towards them and is inches away, but CJ pulls Biggs back to the middle of the ring. Havok is now back up and is on the ring apron. Havok springboards into the ring and catches CJ in the head with a side kick.

Harvey: Let me remind everyone, this is triple threat rules. You don’t have to be pinned to lose. Meaning you don’t have to be pinned to be eliminated from the tournament.

Chase: And Havok is well aware of that as we just saw

With CJ on the mat holding his head, Havok picks Biggs up and snap suplexes him right on top of CJ. Havok then covers Biggs.
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Havok then covers CJ
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Havok grabs CJ taking him to the corner and gives him some midsection punches and kicks. Havok lifts CJ up and sits him on the top rope. Havok gives CJ a big punch to the face. Biggs is back up and hits Havok from behind. He then sends Havok into the ropes and takes him down with a Leg Lariat. Biggs see’s CJ on the top rope and goes and hits CJ with a punch and then climbs up the rope. Biggs continues to punch CJ and then hooks him up for a super plex. Havok is up and runs to the corner and grabs Biggs around the waist and throws him off the corner with a big German Suplex.

Harvey: HOLY CRAP!

Biggs lands across the ring. Havok turns towards CJ who is now standing with his back to Havok and comes off with a Whisper in the Wind, landing on top of Havok and pins him in the process
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Chase: These guys are pulling out all the tricks.

Harvey: Listen to this crowd

Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME. THIS IS AWESOME

CJ gets up to his feet and as he picks Havok up, Havok puts his head under CJ’s jaw and drops to his knee’s, giving CJ a jaw breaker. Havok lifts CJ up in a fireman’s carry. CJ begins elbowing Havok in the side of the head. CJ is able to land behind Havok and then kicks Havok in the gut, hooking his arms for the double arm DDT!

Harvey: Stamp of approval time!

SUPERKICK! Biggs out of no where’s connects with CJ’s jaw. CJ tumbles like a ton of bricks. Biggs quickly grabs Havok and drops him with a code breaker. Biggs covers CJ
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Biggs covers Havok
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Harvey: These guys may have nothing left in the tank for the next round.

Chase: At this point, I think they’re gonna worry about that when round 2 comes.

Biggs is up, pulls Havok to his feet, and sets him up for the Slice Bread #2. Biggs runs up the corner, but before he can flip around, Havok holds on to Biggs, turns him out of the corner and towards the middle of the ring where CJ grabs Biggs by his legs and powerbombs Biggs in the middle of the ring with Havok pulling Biggs down as well.

Harvey: What a counter.

Chase: They almost put Biggs through that ring.

Havok and CJ are both in the ring and they start exchanging forearm shots to the face with each other. The fans are loud and CJ gets the upperhand, hitting Havok to the ropes. CJ Irish whips him and Havok reverses it and CJ comes back with a Wheel Barrow. CJ goes for a bulldog, but Havok holds onto CJ as he grabs him in a full nelson and Havok sits down, driving CJ’s face and chest into the mat. Havok flips CJ over for the cover
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Harvey: Havok can’t believe it.


Chase: The look on his face say’s it all.

Havok gets to his feet, pulls CJ up and puts him in a headlock with one arm. With his other arm, he raises it in the air and is about you go for a headlock driver. Biggs is up, runs, jumps off the middle rope, back flips and catches Havok in a inverted DDT and drops him. Biggs covers
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Biggs picks Havok up and Havok rakes Bigg’s eyes. Biggs drops to a knee. HAvok then runs, going for a Shining Wizard, but Biggs ducks it and Havok hits the mat. Biggs grabs both of Havok’s legs and pulls him to the middle of the ring and locks in the Sharpshooter and Havok is screaming.

Harvey: How long can Havok hold on.

Chase: If he taps, Biggs advances.


Just then, CJ is back up and he hooks Havok’s arm and locks in the Crippler Crossface. The crowd is cheering as Havok is stuck. And just then, with Havok’s free arm, he starts tapping out.

Harvey: Who wins?

Chase: I don’t think the ref know’s. He’s not stopping this match.

CJ releases the hold and Biggs holds it on. CJ runs off the ropes behind Biggs and comes back with a big bulldog. CJ goes to the top rope.

Harvey: Could he be going for the Gatecrasher? [/center]

Biggs is getting to his feet as CJ stands on the top rope. Biggs runs at the ropes, and hits it, causing CJ to crotch himself on the top rope. Havok is up, sneaks behind Biggs, grabs him in a headlock and plants him with a headlock driver finisher. Havok covers
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Winner and Advancing: CJ Gates

CJ music hits as the ref raises his arm in victory

Harvey: Out of no where CJ comes off the top rope with his Gatecrasher finisher and takes the win

Chase: And CJ moves on to the next round and is one step closer to being the first guy to win this tournament twice..

CJ exits the ring and celebrates as Biggs and Havok both come to.

The crowd boos loudly as the scene fades into the suppressed smile of Meltdown GM Sienna Harrison. Sienna sits at her desk, drumming her fingers patiently on the desktop while she watches someone sitting across from her... And once we pan out, there's an explosive mixed reaction at Robina Hood’s appearance!

Sienna: ...So with everything I've told you-- and with everything we prepared for, you still have to go poking at bears with sticks.

Robina: What can I say? I enjoy “poking at bears with sticks” but I never once regretted any of this. And I don’t think there’s anything for you to worry about, since I know that I win this tournament quite easily.

Sienna looks at Robina, wide-eyed, at the mention of the word "easily" but soon, a single laugh escapes her lips-- not a condescending one, but perhaps a joyous one.

Sienna: Of course you can! But you can get hurt too-- and that could happen with those nine spiteful assholes out there. And that? That wasn’t the plan. If Hades, GOD FORBID, can’t get it done tonight, Robina, I need you. I need you healthy.

Robina: I’m always healthy but I’m not fully sure if Hades can get the job done, sure he has done a lot in the past…but that was then, this is now and I just don’t see him being the one to get the job done tonight…

Sienna sighs and runs a hand through her hair.

Sienna: I never got to tell you happy birthday, did I?

Robina smirks and gives a short laugh.

Robina: And here I thought the referee uniform was your way of-

Sienna: ...Robina, I want you to do something for me tonight.

The two look at each other for a moment before Robina smiles again, and answers, softly.

Robina: What is it, Sienna?

Sienna: I need you to give yourself a late birthday present. I need you to step up like you stepped up against the Guv’Nor. I NEED you... To be the best tonight.

The crowd boos loudly as Sienna takes Robina’s hand, giving that trademark smile. Robina looks at Sienna unsteadily for a moment and then grins, rising to her feet.

Robina: I am already the best.

After confidently her few words Robina pulls her hand away from Sienna’s own in a gentle manner.

Robina: I am indeed going to step up tonight, Sienna, for just three reasons. The first being that both you and Meltdown needs me to step up. The second being that I’m better than all “those nine spiteful assholes” put together. And thirdly……

Confidence floods every word that leaves her lips yet suddenly…silence. She doesn’t speak, as if thinking of something, and after a few more awkwardly quiet seconds Robina speaks up.

Robina: Because this is MY night…MY night to shine…MY night to finally earn the title of your Perfect Megastar…MY night to give the entire WORLD my greatest ever performance with the most grandest of finales. This is MY night! MY stage! MY PAY-PER-FUCKING-VIEW!!!

From confidence to pure rage and while the crowd originally booed, they are giving out an extremely loud mixed reaction to the purple haired female as every word she spoke, or shouted, is full of passion. Afterwards a sweet smile appears on Robina’s face as she looks directly into Sienna’s eyes.

Robina: I’m already the best in APW and I’m just simply going to prove it to everyone else tonight.

The smile remains on her face as speaks and once she's finished Robina turns around, to face the door, before exiting the room. Sienna stares at her, in shock, and then grins... grins as Robina marches off down the corridor. We fade away.

[President Jeff]

The show goes backstage to the Test for the Best interview area where Cindy Shannon is standing by with Michael Jennings and the mysterious blonde haired man who he’s been seen with over the past week. Michael smiles at the camera to a mixed reaction as he begins to speak.

Jennings: As you can tell I’ve hired a management firm. But before I get into that I have a few things I have to say…tomorrow night.

This draws a mixed reaction as he nods over to the man by his side and continues.

Jennings: See I’ve said a few things this week that were uncalled for and I’m going to go out to that ring on Super Meltdown to apologize to the fans for what I’ve said.

At this point Jennings steps back to allow his representation to address the audience.

Man: That’s right. My client has been advised to make a public apology over his comments about the APW fan base this past week in his promos and he has agreed to do this because my client is a man who the fans can respect. He is an honorable man who can admit to his mistakes in a public forum which is rare. That shows that he is a man of honor and respect. Michael Jennings is a man that your kids can look up to and be proud of as a role model.

Michael smiles and nods his head before he begins to speak once more.

Jennings: That’s right. I will be making a public apology to the fans tomorrow. Not for what I’m going to do tonight but for what I’ve said in the weeks leading up to this match about the fans. I could care less about what happens to Envi. Evan Envi is nothing more than a panderer of filth, a man who wants to save the world by not practicing what he preaches. He wants to save a world that he clearly wants nothing to do with. Instead he’d rather go sit on a beach somewhere in Hawaii living the good life while all of you sit at home in squalor wearing your League T-shirts like the zombies you are. You people cannot think for yourselves…

Michael looks over and notices his representative shooting him a look. He sighs briefly before turning back to the camera.

Man: Michael, remember what we talked about?

He turns to the man.

Jennings: Yes, yes I do remember what we talked about.

Michael then turns back to the camera before continuing.

Jennings: Sorry about what I said just now. It was in the heat of the moment and I didn’t mean it. I had a relapse and I apologize. But I’m not going to be apologizing for anything that happens in my match. I’m not going to play nice tonight. I’m going out to that ring to kick Evan Envi’s ass tonight and show the world that I am as good as I know I am. I am EXTREME. I’m not one of these entertainers on this show. You don’t see me flying around like a monkey in that ring. I’m not walking out to the ring in some glitzy glamour outfit like some primadonna like some people in this company. I’m not out here to pander to the fans like a smut peddler like your heroes do on a weekly basis. All I do is go out to the ring and kick people’s asses. That’s what I do. And tonight isn’t about a title. It isn’t about wins or losses. This isn’t about respect. This is about kicking somebody’s ass and after tonight it won’t be over, Evan. It never will be over because I’ll never let it be over. I’ll always be on your ass and tonight you’re going to find out that I am the best wrestler in the world today. The entertainment dies tonight. I’ll see you in the ring.

Jennings walks off screen with his representative to a mixed reaction as the scene fades out.

Tony: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a Test for the Best Quarter Final match

The lights grow dim…

“Ohhhh, … the fire, the fire…”

“Ohhhh, … the fire, the fire…”

Jair comes from out of the back as he begins pounding his chest, hyping himself up with the crowd. The entrance ramp resembles that of a fire as the tron and the background visually shows flames. Hopkins bows his head as he bounces his head to the beat. He begins his process of walking down the ramp as the fans look for their favorite to greet them with hand slaps. Jair does so equally on both sides before reaching to the end of the ramp.

Tony: Introducing first, weigning in at 205 pounds, he is one half of the APW Tag Team Champions, JAIR HOPKINS

Staring at the ring, he bounces up and down, getting ‘loose’ before gaining a running start and sliding into the ring. He gets to both feet with quickness as he raises both arms up, pointing up high with the hand symbol of his crew, “The Dying Breed” as he climbs the nearest corner top rope. Again, he poses with the TDB hand symbol as the fans cheer for him. Hopping down, he smacks his head once to get into focus as he sits patiently in the corner, ready to do battle.

Nailz: I can’t wait to see who his opponent will be

The lights in the area quickly cut out. The fans are abuzz, and the electricity in the air is met with one lyric.

“ALL OF THE LIGHTS”

Fireworks go off in time with the bass to the song as a large, dark silhouette appears on the stage. It stands still as a statue as the music continues and the capacity crowd cheers its collective heart out.

Tony: And his opponent, From New York City! Weighing 275 pounds...he is hte current APW Xtreme Champion....THE BIG APPLE ASSKICKER, A.C. SMITH!!!!!”

The lights slowly come back on around the building, and only now does the big man move down the aisle. He confidently surveys the scene around him and touches the outstretched hands of fans as the chorus kicks in.

“Turn up the lights in here, baby
Extra bright, I want y'all to see this
Turn up the lights in here, baby
You know what I need
Want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the liiiiights”

Smith soaks in the admiration as he pauses just for a moment at the ringside steps. However, the multiple-time world champion quickly pops up to the apron, runs to the opposite turnbuckle, and poses atop it to more cheers from the crowd. After a few seconds, Smith pivots and jumps down to the ring, where he begins to loosen up for his upcoming match.

Harvey: What a match this will be.

Nailz: Will AC advance this year to the semi finals, or will he once again, fail in the first round

Harvey: We’re about to find out!

TEST FOR THE BEST QUARTER FINAL

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Jair Hopkin Vs AC Smith

The bell rings and both men circle each other and they lock up in the middle of the ring and AC uses his strength to back Jair to the corner, but at the last second, Jair spins AC around, puts him in the corner and hits him with a couple of chops. Jair takes AC over to the middle of the ropes and Irish whips, but AC reverses it and Jair hits the ropes, comes back and AC lifts Jair up in a gorilla press, however, Jair fights out of it and lands on his feet behind AC. He grabs AC around the waist and rushes him into the ropes. AC hangs onto the ropes as Jair rolls backwards off AC. Jair runs at AC who goes for a big boot, but Jair baseball slides under the boot and the bottom rope. Jair grabs AC’s leg and trips him. AC falls flat on his face. Jair hops up on the ring apron and AC gets to his feet. Jair springboards in with a cross body, taking AC down for a cover
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Harvey: Jair’s game plan here is speed.

Nailz: And its effective as it has taken AC off guard.

AC gets back up and Jair hits AC with some kicks to the side of the leg. Jair comes off the ropes and AC takes Jairs head off with a big clothesline. AC shakes off the pain from the kicks to his leg and then lifts Jair up to his feet and gives him an elbow to the head. Jair stumbles back to the corner. AC then hook’s Jairs arm and hip tosses him across the ring. Jair hits the mat hard. Jair gets up holding his lower back as he falls back into the corner. AC charges at Jair who moves out of the way. AC hits the corner chest first and Jair rolls him up in a school boy.
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Both gets get up and Jair gets a kick into AC’s gut then hits the ropes, coming back with a crossbody, but AC catches him and slams him to the mat.

Harvey: That’s the kind of strength AC needs if he wants to win.

Nailz: AC is a favorite to win this tournament, as he was last year. However, last year he ended up facing Terry Marvin in the opening round.

Harvey: No shame in losing to the guy that won it last year and went on to Shockwave to win the Undisputed Title and is currently still champion.

Nailz: Maybe not after tonight!

AC gets up and then drops a knee on the face of Jair and then covers
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AC pulls Jair up and grab him in a front face lock before lifting Jair up for a suplex. AC holds Jair up side down in the middle of the ring.

Harvey: Look at the pure strength!

Nailz: All of Jair’s blood is rushing down to his head.

AC continues to hold Jair. The crowd begin to cheer for AC for his amazing strength.

Harvey: I can’t believe he’s still holding him. He’s going on like 20 seconds now.

Nailz: AC could hold him there all night if he wanted to.

AC finally drops Jair with the suplex in the middle of the ring and then covers
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AC sits Jair up and locks in a chin lock. He has it in tight. Jair starts pumping the crowd up with his arm. Jair fights to his feet and gives AC a few elbows to the gut, breaking free. Jair runs off the ropes, ducks a clothesline from AC. Jair hits the ropes again, this time, ducking a back elbow. Jair hits the ropes again and AC puts his head down and Jair flips over with a sun set flip.
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Harvey: Both these guys are deserving of winning this tournament.

Nailz: Both have had a great year so far and tonight, could make their year better.

AC stands up and slowly picks Jair up and sets him up for a power bomb. AC raises his fist in the air and then proceeds to life Jair up. Jair starts punching AC in the head to the point where AC falls onto his back, with Jair coming down sitting on his chest. Jair stays sitting on AC’s chest
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AC gets up and Jair ducks a clothesline from him and then hits AC with a dropkick that rocks him. Jair hits AC with another one that rocks him. Jair comes off the ropes and ducks a clothesline, and comes back with a flying forearm, taking the big man off his feet. Jair fans rally behind him as AC gets back to his feet. Jair throws AC to the corner. Jair runs at him and goes for a Monkey flip. AC catches him, spins him and sits him on the top rope. Jair kicks AC in the face. AC takes a step back and Jair leaps off, catching AC with a Tornado DDT! Jair gets on top of AC for the cover
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Harvey: So close!

Nailz: AC barely got his shoulder up.

Jair lifts AC up and whips him back into the corner. Jair runs and catches AC with a high knee to the face. Jair then goes for a bulldog, running out of the corner, AC pushes Jair off. Jair hits the opposite corner chest first. Jair stumbles out, turning towards AC who Spears Jair!

Harvey: What a spear!

Nailz: He just broke him in half!

AC covers, hooking the leg
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Jair’s fans cheer as AC can’t believe it!

Harvey: How did he kick out![/center]

AC lifts Jair up and takes him to the corner. AC sits Jair up on the top rope and hits him with a punch. AC climbs up and hooks AC up for a superplex. Jair punches AC in the gut and then shoves him off the top rope. AC lands on his feet. Jair stands on the top rope and comes off with a desperation shooting star DDT, but in mid air, AC catches Jair with a Big Boot to the Face!

Harvey: OH!!

Nailz: Lights out for Jair

Jair is laid out and AC covers him
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Winner and Advancing to Semi Finals: AC Smith

AC’s music hits and the ref raises his arm in victory.

Harvey: What a counter by AC. Just about took Jair head off his shoulders.

Nailz: And Jair didn’t even see it coming

AC gets out of the ring and heads up the ramp celebrating as the ref checks on Jair.

[President Jeff]

The scene opens with a close-up of Cindy Shannon.

Shannon: I’m backstage investigating a breaking story live here at Test For The Best. Kenny point that camera down that corridor.

The camera pans to the right and we see a long shot of North American Champion The Guv’nor and APW Owner President Jeff apparently engaged in some sort of conversation. The cameraman zooms in close to confirm their identity. Shannon provides the commentary.

Shannon: A secret meeting taking place here in the arena. Like a great investigative journalist I’m about to blow the whistle on this exposé.

Guvnor and Jeff shake hands before Jeff departs. Cindy Shannon makes her move, charging down the corridor with Kenny in tow.

Cindy: Guvnor! Guvnor! A word if I may.

The Hackney Hammer turns to greet her.

Guvnor: Cindy Shannon! Whatever you got to say I’m not the father?

With face turning red Cindy lowly mutters, shaking her head.

Shannon: Guvnor, I know you’ve just had a secret meeting with President Jeff. What is going on?

Guvnor looks confused.

Guvnor: Secret meeting? I’d hardly call having a conversation in a corridor in a public place covert. Besides with Steven Spielberg here and the big bloody camera you was hardly incon-bloody-spicuous.

Shannon: Then what were you discussing?

Guvnor: Me and Jeff were just discussing the tuna sandwich filling they had in the cafeteria.

Cindy Shannon looks curiously at Guvnor.

Guvnor: It’s none of your bloody business what we were talking about. But if it’s a big break you’re looking for, sweetheart, bring James Cameron here and his lens to my hotel tonight and I promise to make you famous.

Guvnor turns to walk away, but Cindy Shannon persists.

Shannon: Guvnor, a few words about your match tonight; any last words for Victor Hades?

Guvnor turns around, contemplating the idea.

Guvnor: Do you like dogs, Cindy?

Shannon: *confused* I suppose, but what about-

Guvnor: Good thing about dogs is they make a lot of noise. So if you got something that needs guarding, you find yourself wanting a great big dog that barks a lot. Now in my time I’ve had many dealings with our canine friends, and I’d like to think I’ve come to differentiate between a dog I know that’s got a lot of bark and those that are going to try and rip your throat wide open.

Shannon: That’s all well and good, but can we talk about Victor Hades?

Guvnor: Shut up, Cindy! I’m trying to make a point, and unless it’s doing something useful nobody wants to see your lips moving.

Cindy looks shocked, but soon shrinks away and just keeps the mic held to The Guv’nor.

Guvnor: Back in London I used to know a lot of geezers that ran dog fighting. I love a good scrap between two mean bastards any day of the week, but no human fight even compares to when you throw two snarling brutes for dogs together. It ain’t for the faint of heart, let me tell you now.

Anyway, this one geezer I knew used to fight with bull terriers, and he had this way of preparing his mutts for the big fights. He’d take them into the woods and hang them from a branch with only their jaw for gripping. These poor little bastards would hang there all day, biting harder and tighter with fear because they knew the height was way outside their comfort zone.

After weeks of doing this, cruel as it may sound, those brutes had some of the strongest jaws you could find. Literally, jaws of steel that could crush rocks into small pieces. His dogs never lost because once they got in the bite that’s all they needed. End of story. Fight won.

Cindy looks horrified at the story Guvnor’s just told.

Guvnor: Now you got these big dogs that people get and they give off a lot of noise when the postie comes around, may even give the paperboy a bit of a chase and a frightener. A lot of rich types have these dogs thinking they will protect them, but the truth is these dogs are soft to the core. They sound frightening but you throw down a couple of Scooby Snacks and they’re like babes in arms. The amount of joints I cased without hassle because of a few chunks of Pedigree Chum you’d have to see to believe.

Tonight is a bit like a battle between the barking dog and that biting kind. On the one hand you got a bigger dog who looks the business, he walks and talks like a right mean bastard. But then you this little ugly runt of thing that’s been to literally hung out to dry. This poor little sod has only his own strength and determination to keep him safe above the ground, while Lassy over there is being pampered and given a one-way ticket to the good life.

Victor Hades has given it a lot of snap, and he’s made a proper show of looking like a fearsome prospect held up on that pedestal, whereas I’ve been scrapping my whole life down in the pit. But I don’t bark because my fight isn’t one of words and noise, it’s of deeds and actions, and tonight like a good fighting dog I’m going straight for the throat and I won’t let go until I feel no life between my jaws.

The Guv’nor stomps as the scene fades.


West: Welcome back to ringside APW fans. Earlier tonight, we’ve seen all the test for the best competitors in action, except for two.

Harris: And unless there are more surprises in this tournament, we know that we have two Meltdown Megastars, set to battle it out.

Tony: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is the final quarter finals match of the Test for the Best tournament


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

As those female words of "Ignite" by Noisestorm, None Like Joshua & Veela begins to play through the arena’s sound system a purple-haired lady comes out from the backstage area with a black jacket draped over her shoulders. The fans gives out a rather mixed response to this woman they knew as one Robina Hood. As that voice continued to sing she walks to the top of the stage and throws her arms up high in the air, causing the jacket to fly off her shoulder and onto the floor. She proceeds to make her way down the aisle towards the ring. Some of the fans cheered, some booed and some of the younger members stayed nervously silent as the sometimes unpredictable female walked pass them. Suddenly a male voice began to sing, at a faster rate than the female voice that came beforehand, and as the voice sung Robina made her way to ringside. She was a bit slow to go over to the ring steps as the female's eyes were darting about, as if checking to see who is in attendance.

Tony: Introducing first…from Sherwood Forest…weighing in at one hundred thirty-two pounds……ROBINA HOOD!”

She walks up the ring steps, halfway across the apron and steps into the ring as the song continued. Once in the ring Robina turned around a few times to see the audience but when 'watch me ignite' goes through the system, the female spins 270 degrees and punches the air, getting a louder yet still mixed reaction from the people in the arena. Miss Hood then heads off to the corner, as her theme slowly dies down, and leans her back against the corner while awaiting the arrival of her opponent.

West: Robina looks focused here.


Harris: She know’s that a win tonight puts her one step closer to a world championship shot.

he lights in the arena dim and are replaced by green and gold flashing lights.My Time by Fabulous plays over the P.A system Jace comes from back stage rubbing his fingers together making the money sign.


Tony: And her opponent, from LA California, weighing in at 220 pounds, he is Jace Savage!

He stops at the top of the ramp throws his hands downSilver pyros go off He continues his way to the ring, walking up the stairs. Jace stops and wipes his feet on the apron before entering the ring and preparing for his mach.

West: Jace came here to APW back in April and since then, has been making a name for himself.

Harris: And what a way to really make a name for himself if he was to win this tournament.

TEST FOR THE BEST QUARTER FINAL

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Robina Hood Vs Jace Savage

The bell rings and both competitor locks up in the middle of the ring and Jace quickly backs Robina to the corner. The ref calls for the break. 1...2...3...4.... Jace breaks away and steps back to the middle of the ring.

West: Jace showing off his size advantage early on.

Harris: Robina is gonna have to rely on her speed I think in this contest.

The two circle each other and go for a lock up and Jace grabs Robina’s arm and twistes it. Jace quickly puts Robina in a hammer lock. Robina tries to find a way out of it, and does by slipping under Jace arm and puts Jace in a hammer lock. Jace however, reverses it, putting Robina back into a hammer lock, then pulls her right into a side head lock. Jace takes Robina down with a headlock take down.

West: Text book wrestling here by Jace Savage.

Robina battles up to her feet. She gives Jace a few elbows to the mid section and then takes him to the ropes and throws him off. Jace hits the opposite ropes and comes back, taking Robina down with a shoulder tackle. Jace hits the ropes and Robina goes to her stomach. Jace hops over her, hits the ropes. Robina goes for a hip toss, but Jace blocks it and gives Robina a hip toss instead. Robina gets up and Jace scoops her up for a body slam, but holds her as he walks around the ring before dropping her in the middle of the ring. Jace tries for a cover, but Robina rolls out of the ring.

Harris: Robina taken off guard here. Looks like she’s taking a breather to regroup.

Robina walks around the ring as the ref begins to count her out. Robina exchanges a few words with the fans at ring side. Just as the ref gets to 9, Robina hops up to the ring apron. Jace walks over and goes to grab Robina, but Robina grabs Jace by his head and pulls his throat down over the top rope. Jace backs to the middle of the ring, holding this throat. Robina slides back in and tackles Jace into the corner. Robina begins driving her shoulder into Jace mid section. The ref pulls her away, but Robina goes right back to Jace and hits him with a big kick to the stomach. Robina grabs Jace by his head and snap mares him over. With Jace sitting up, Robina winds up and kicks Jace in the spine. Robina then runs off the ropes and comes back, kicking Jace in the face. Jace goes down and Robina covers
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West: Robina found an opening and now she’s in full control of this match.

Harris: I think she wants to end this match quick. The longer this match goes on, the more tired the winner of this match will be going into the next round.

As Jace is trying to get up, Robina circles Jace, giving him a few kicks. Jace crawls to the ropes and Robina leans him over the middle rope and begins choking him by standing on his back and pulling on the top rope. The ref counts, 1...2...3..4... Robina gets off Jace. Jace, gasping for air, goes to the next side of the ring and Robina again, leans him over the middle rope and chokes him again, putting her knee in Jace back this time. The ref counts to 4 and Robina releases and runs off the rope, and comes back, jumping on Jace, pushing the rope into his throat. Jace springs back into the ring, holding his throat.

West: Robina really taking it to Jace Savage.

Harris: I hope Robina doesn’t get carried away and gets herself disqualified.

Arrogantly, Robina pulls Jace up, and from his knee’s, Jace gets a couple of punches into Robina’s mid section, and Robina is quick to cut Jace off with a rake to the eyes. Jace goes to a corner, trying to get his vision back. Robina grabs his arm and irish whips him to the opposite corner. Robina charges at him, but Jace moves and Robina hits the corner chest first and Jace rolls Robina up in a school boy
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West: What a nice dropkick that was by Robina

Harris: Jace my want to count his teeth after that. Wow, got him right in the mouth

Jace gets up and goes to the corner with his back to Robina. Robina with her finger nails, rakes Jace’s back. Jace goes to the middle of ropes. Robina goes for an Irish whip, but Jace reverses it, puts his head down and Robina comes back with a DDT! Robina doesn’t go for the cover. Robina goes to the corner and climbs up to the top rope.

Harris: I don’t know what she’s going for, but if she hits this, its all over.

West: Robina could be wasting too much time here.

Robina stands on the top rope and jumps and goes for a big leg drop and misses! Jace rolls out of the ring. Robina holds on to her butt as she gets back to her feet. Jace is up and waiting. Robina turns towards him and Jace takes her down with a clothesline. Robina bounces back up and gets hit with a back elbow. Robina gets back up and Jace throws her off into the ropes and gives her a big power slam. Jace hooks the near leg
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West: Jace is fired up here

Harris: Robina could be in trouble now

Jace pulls Robina up and gives her a side russian leg sweep. Jace then goes out to the ring apron and starts climbing to the top rope.

West: Will Jace make the same mistake Robina made moments ago.

Just as Jace gets to the top rope, Robina is up and jumps up and kicks Jace in the head, Jace is dazed as he holds himself up on the top rope. Robina climbs up and gives Jace a couple forearm shots to the face then hooks him up for a suplex. Jace gets some upper cuts in on Robina’s mid section and then shoves her off the top rope and Robina comes crashing down on her back. Jace stands on the top rope and leaps off with a big flying leg drop and connects. Jace hooks the leg for the cover.
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West: ROBINA KICKED OUT!!

Harris: I thought it was over right there.

Jace can’t believe it. Robina is slowly getting up and then backs herself to the corner. Jace is coming in for the attack. Robina points to the opposite side of the ring, telling the ref to look. The ref turns his head and Robina soccer kicks Jace right between the legs.

West: That was uncalled for. Robina should be disqualified.

Harris: The ref didn’t see a thing. [/center]

Jace is still standing as he’s holding his groin. Robina gets behind him and rolls him up in a school boy.
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Winner and Advancing to the semi finals: Robina Hood

Robina music plays as she rolls out of the ring. The ref follows her and raises her arm.

West: Robina just stole a victory there.

Harris: This is Test for the Best. A lot is at stake. You gotta do what you gotta do to win and thats exactly what Robina did. And now she’s going to the semi finals.

Robina heads up the ramp celebrating as Jace looks on.

The camera cuts to the back and the fans cheer again, where Jenny Knite, who looks a bit more nervous than before, glances eagerly toward her phone every few seconds while she stands opposite of APW Asylum interviewer, Jack Spade.

Jack: Ms. Knite-- first of all, thank you for your time here this evening, but I think the question on my mind is obvious... Where is the Overdrive Champion? His match is scheduled to begin in mere minutes.

Jenny: He's--

Voice: Pathetic.

The crowd boos loudly as Michael Jennings strolls into frame, a blank look on his face before a smirk crosses it and he throws a sarcastic wave to Jenny Knite, who takes a step back, looking up at him.

Jennings: You know and I know that Evan doesn’t care about the fans. In fact the League doesn’t care about the fans. All they care about are themselves and not about the people who they are trying to “save” so I don’t foresee Evan being here.

Jenny: ...He's gonna be here.

Jack Spade looks nervously between the two of them, and for a while, Jennings just stares at Jenny Knite, the smirk never breaking from his face.

Jennings: If Evan does show up, I’m going to hurt him. I’m going to torture him physically, mentally, and psychologically because that’s what I do better than anybody here in APW. I hurt people.

Jenny: Don't be so sure, assbag. You've never even met him. You have no idea what you're about to get yourself into.

Jennings: I could give a crap less about that. He’s sitting in his hotel room hiding under his bed cowering with fear. I’m heading out to that ring likely to win by forfeit and if he does show up I’m going to kick his ass all over this building. Bottom line, he shows up and I’ll send him to the morgue where he belongs with the rest of the dead bodies in this town.

Jennings walks off screen with a look of determination as he heads to the Gorilla position as Jenny looks on. Shane West turns to her and clears his throat.

Jack: Uhhh... Your thoughts? I think Jennings just did my job for me.

Jenny narrows her eyes, but shakes her head and turns, walking off without a word. Jack Spade sighs and exits the frame as well as we cut away.

[President Jeff]

The scene shifts backstage, with the camera view settled on an intersection of corridors. For a few moments, there is no activity, then the head of Logan Alexander appears from around the corner of the adjoining hallway. He glances up and down the hall, then steps around the corner and starts walking along, the camera falling into step beside him. He's still dressed from his earlier match, once again wearing his ring jacket, but without the Tap Out title on him. In one hand he's holding a cell phone, which he raises back up to his ear a few moments later.

LA: Are you sure that you saw him in this area? I swear I've been looking for the last five or ten minutes where you said he'd be.

Logan pauses at another intersection and glances down the connecting corridor.

LA: Well that IS why I have you here as a spotter tonight. He tends to wander about as much as I do, and I know how hard it is for people to find me. That's part of why I do it.

He pauses as he apparently listens to the response from the other end.

LA: If that's his reason as well, then I'll owe him an apology for bothering...

He stops talking as he glances around the corner of another hallway.

LA: Found him. Gotta go. Thanks for at least narrowing down where he was. Saved me some time after all.

Logan ends the call and tucks his phone away. He starts walking down the hallway, blocking the view of the camera as it follows him.

LA: Excuse me. Might I request a few moments of your time Guvnor?

The camera finally shifts out from behind Logan, settling on the current North American champion. Guvnor turns and smiles.

Guvnor: Logan Alexander.

Guvnor looks Logan up and down.

Guvnor: Who said grey had its day. What can I do for you old timer?

Logan seems bothered by Guvnor’s reply, but only for a moment.

LA: To be honest, I’ve been meaning to stop in and see you on Meltdown for the last couple of weeks. Just that we’ve both tended to be a little busy every time I’ve been over there.

He lets out a short then evenly meets Guvnor’s gaze.

LA: At first when you got to Meltdown, it only took a couple of weeks for me to see you as a replacement for me on the show. There have just been so many parallels between my time there and your time there.

Logan starts counting of the comparisons with his fingers.

LA: We both became North American champions a short time into our tenures, although I will say your ascent was more impressive than mine. We both seem to have trouble yielding to authority figures here. We both have a ‘dislike’ of Sienna Harrison, to put it in nice terms. She didn’t like either of us, giving each of us similar treatment in the ring and backstage, wanting to be rid of us at the earliest possible moment. We both took great delight in frustrating her by foiling those attempts. And we both excelled in the ring regardless of what was being placed in our paths.

If I might be so bold, I’d say we’re almost two of a kind. But that’s really just my view of things.

Logan smirks slightly; Guvnor furrows his brow, unconvinced.

LA: And since Rasslemania, I wondered if you were a successor of sorts to me. Young Mannie and Warren Peace weren’t really able to shoulder the burden of being champion. But you…

You carry that title like you were always meant to do so.

He nods appreciatively

LA: Its several weeks late… but I wanted to congratulate you for becoming the BEST North American champion in this company’s history. Better than Envi. Better than Lively. Better than me. And not just a little bit better. In my eyes, it’s not even a close comparison anymore.

He extends one hand towards Guvnor.

LA: Congratulations champ. You’re one of the best I’ve ever seen compete and I'm interested in seeing just how far you end up taking that title.

Guvnor looks quizzically at Logan’s hand, then with a raised eyebrow looks up.

Guvnor: I appreciate the rub, bruv, but all the same I feel like you’re setting me up for something here. If it was that fit partner of yours I’d say someone was in search of little of The Guv’nor’s magic, know what I’m saying? But since I don’t swing that way, and since you’re not the geezer in the New Sindicate wearing the make-up-

Guvnor says giving Logan a curious look.

Guvnor: -I’m pretty sure neither do you. So, I’m curious what the angle is here. After all, master manipulator himself, Terry Marvin, isn’t grooming you for nothing, bruv.

Guvnor looks over his shoulder, then at Logan.

Guvnor: Why do I suddenly feel like I should’ve brought some back-up.

Logan raises his hands and backs up a step.

LA: I’m not setting you up for anything and there’s no angle, Guv. It’s just about paying respect to someone who deserves it.

I don’t blame you for being suspicious though. There are plenty of rumours circulating about what a ‘bad’ guy I am, but none of them are based on fact. People just don’t like the company I keep. Yet they’ll cheer for Gooch and the League. Same dynamic, different opinion.

He lowers his hands to his sides again.

LA: I just came to offer some praise. I know you’ve got lots of people with knives waiting to jump you at the first opportunity, and some who already have, but I’m not one of them. I’ve been there… Heck, I’m still there now.

And because I understand that spot you’re in, I’d be willing to have your back should you ever decide you need it. And no, that isn’t an offer to join the New Sindicate. That’s not my call to make in any case. It’s simply an offer from another man who respects you and knows what it’s like to be in your shoes.

Logan watches Guvnor quietly, as he peers back at Logan, like he’s trying to see something that isn’t obvious to the eye. Eventually Guvnor relaxes and nods his head.

Guvnor: No need to preach to me, bruv; I know what it’s like for people to make assumptions about you based on their own prejudices. I’m not saying we’re suddenly mates, I’m not even saying I trust you, but I appreciate your honesty Logan. Unless you do something stupid, then you and me, we’re kosher.

Logan nods.

Guvnor: But don’t take this olive branch as a sign of weakness; you and your little firm try and take liberties with me and I’m promise I’ll make your lives a shit storm in Helmand.

Logan smirks.

LA: I have no doubt of that. I've been quite a fan of your work thus far after all.

Logan extends a hand again. Guvnor looks at and shakes it, both men’s eyes meet in an intense glare as they hold the position for a few seconds. Logan smiles and looks at the North American Championship belt around The Guv’nor’s waist.

LA: Good luck tonight.

Guvnor: I don’t trust my fate to that mistress, sunshine.

LA: Probably not, but the sentiment never hurts.

With that The Guv’nor walks off leaving Logan to watch him strut down the corridor. The scene fades.


Ferrari: The following contest, scheduled for one fall... Is for... THE ACTION PACKED WRESTLING OVERDRIVE CHAAMMMPPIIIONNSHIIIIP!

Chase: If Envi's even here!

"Descent" by Fear Factory starts playing over the loud speakers as the man known as Michael Jennings comes out from the back to loud cheers wearing all black ring tights and ring jacket in a much more dark, sinister look than he's had in the past. In his mind APW is heading toward Armageddon and he's chosen ring attire to match the impending darkness that he sees on the horizon.

Chase: Here he is! He just said it-- he's going to MURDER Evan Envi tonight! He might do it! Have you seen him? Did you see what he did to Gooch a few weeks back?

Harvey: There's no denying that the man is impressive, but his attitude has rubbed people the wrong way-- most notably the League of Extraordinary Wrestlers. Alexander Duvall, for whatever reason, has booked this match for tonight, and Jennings has tried for days-- for weeks to get the champion's attention, but he's gotten nothing but Jenny Knite.

Chase: And she's great eye candy, but she's not Evan Envi. Jennings has no use for her!

Ferrari: Introducing first, on his way to the ring, the challenger, hailing from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds... MIIIIIICHAAAAEL JENNNNIIIIINGS!

Michael ignores the fans who are cheering him and continues to the ring with a walk of determination and a look of hate on his face. He looks like he wants to hurt somebody. The crowd cheers him as he enters the ring and starts posing. The music stops playing as Michael gets ready for a fight. He goes over to his corner, takes off his ring jacket to hand to one of the ringside personnel, and waits for the bell to sound.

Ferrari: And his opponent...

There is silence for a few moments. Jennings' music fades, but as he stares up at the ramp, Evan Envi never appears. There is no sign of the Overdrive Champion.

...Thirty seconds pass and the crowd grows restless. A few begin to boo and Jennings smirks, saying something quietly to the referee. Tony Ferrari clears his throat and speaks again.

Ferrari: And his opponent...

Thirty more seconds pass. Many in the Amway Center begin booing.

Chase: He really DOESN'T care about these fans.

Harvey: I'm shocked, to be honest...

Michael Jennings goes to the referee and demands that be raises his arm as the victor. The referee sighs and crosses his arms but then beckons Tony Ferrari forward. He whispers something to him and then Ferrari nods, stepping into the center of the ring.

Chase: Let's hear this jerkwad...

Ferrari: Ladies and gentlemen-- it has been brought to my attention that Evan Envi may not be in the arena at this time.

The crowd boos loudly and Jennings shakes his head, rolling his eyes.

Ferrari: By order of General Manager, Alexander Duvall, the Overdrive Championship, on this night, can be won by FORFEIT!

The crowd boos loudly again, and Jennings grins.

Ferrari: Evan Envi has until the count of ten to prove that he is within the confines of the Amway Center or the NEW Action Packed Wrestling Overdrive Champion will be... Michael Jennings!

The crowd continues to boo and Tony Ferrari exits the ring while the referee begins to count.

"ONE!"

Harvey: This is embarrassing...

"TWO!"

Chase: For APW!

"THREE!"

Chase: Evan doesn't care about these fans. He cares about Evan. This is more proof.

"FOUR!"

Jennings rubs his hands and grins.

"FIVE!"

Harvey: We may have a new champion by forfeit after tonight, folks. I'm sorry it had to go down this way. I had faith in Mr. Harrison.

"SIX!"

Chase: That was your first mistake...

"SEVEN!"

Harvey: I--

”When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride
Till I get to the bottom and I see you AGAIN...!"

Multi-colored lights dance all across the arena as the opening riffs of "Helter Skelter" blast through the PA system. The audience erupts Jenny Knite emerges from the back, blonde hair flowing freely behind her, and the APW Overdrive Championship, "Lady Overdrive" over her shoulder. With a microphone in hand, she stops and holds an arm out toward the entranceway.

Jenny: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... I proudly introduce to you, hailing from Ocean City, Maryland, weighing in at a METHODICAL two hundred and twelve pounds, the "King of Overdrive", Mr. Evan ENVIII!

Evan bursts through the curtains, dressed in a white jacket with the name "ENVI" emblazoned across the back in blood-red, shimmering cursive. He looks out into the screaming legions of fans, thoroughly impressed as he begins his descent down to the ring with a grin. He pauses halfway to turn to Jenny Knite as she hands him the Overdrive Championship. He takes it from her arms and kisses the face of the belt before turning back to the ring.

Harvey: He's here!

Chase: Finally!

Evan, with a running start, slides into the ring, dropping the Overdrive Championship as he enters and dives onto Jennings with a Lou Thesz Press followed by a barrage of shots!

OVERDRIVE CHAMPIONSHIP

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Evan Envi (C) Vs Michael Jennings

Harvey: Ahh-- we’re wasting absolutely no time!

Chase: We shouldn’t! These two hate each other!

The crowd roars as the onslaught continues, but Michael Jennings is able to fight out of it with not one, not two, but three stiff elbows to the side of Evan’s face! Evan is forced off, and Jennings climbs to his feet! Evan lunges at him again, but this time Jennings takes him straight to his back with a Lariat! Jennings mounts Evan this time and throws hard, clubbing blows to his skull! The crowd is loud, but mixed in their reaction, and Evan covers up! Lacking the bulk that Jennings does, Evan is forced to absorb the blows, and the referee begins a five-count, warning Jennings about the closed fists. Jennings stands up and glares out into the crowd, earning a wave of boos, intertwined with support. He turns around--

Harvey: The Overdrive Champion is back up!

Evan cocks a closed fist and throws it into Jennings’ nose! Jennings throws a hand over his face, shocked, but ducks under a second one! He captures Evan from behind and drops him with a Back Suplex-- but mounts him again, throwing fists down toward him! This time, Evan is able to fight out of it, with a wild hook that catches Jennings in the jaw, knocking him off-kilter! Evan pushes him off of him, but is able to grab his arm and lock him in the Arm Triangle with amazing efficiency! The crowd roars as Evan wrenches the hold and Jennings bites his lip, eyes widening in surprise, which quickly turns to pain. He begins crawling, on his knees, dragging Evan with him toward the ropes-- and within about nine seconds, despite the audience screaming ”TAP OUT!”, he loops his arm around the bottom rope and the referee gives Evan until the count of five to stop-- which Evan releases at four. He rolls over his shoulder, and back up to his feet, but Jennings, while still holding his now-sore arm, is able to run forward and hit Evan with a hard kick to the stomach!

Harvey: Jennings may be bigger-- but don’t underestimate his quickness!

Chase: Or the pure strength behind that quickness. He just put Envi on the ground with a simple toe kick! I can’t think of many others that would be able to do that, hah!

Harvey: And now he’s stalking the Overdrive Champion back to his feet...

He grabs Evan’s arm, pulls him into a Short-Arm Clothesline, and quickly contorts his arm in a key lock known as the Kimura! Evan writhes in agony in the hold, and reaches out for the ropes, which are only a foot away-- but Evan is completely immobile!

Chase: The phrase “so close, yet, so far...” comes into mind here.

Harvey: Evan’s in trouble!

Evan slams a foot on the ground and uses his feet to pull himself closer toward the ropes after suffering for nearly ten seconds in the hold. Slowly, Evan drags himself to the ropes and throws his bottom foot over the bottom! The referee yells for Jennings to release the hold and Jennings glares up at him with clenched teeth and pulls Envi away from the ropes, by the arm. He prepares to lock Envi in some type of Armbar, but it’s never clear which-- because Envi sweeps his legs out from beneath him, knocking him face-first to the canvas and locks in the Omoplata Crossface!

Chase: He countered-- slippery son of a gun.

Harvey: Evan’s spent his entire career master submission wrestling! Maybe it’s time he goes back to his roots-- and Jennings is right in the center of the ring! Nowhere to go! Listen to Orlando! And that arm is locked! Evan’s hands are locked!

Chase: Crawl, Jennings!

While another ”TAP OUT!” chant begins, Jennings uses his elbows to crawl, desperately toward the ropes. His eyes are covered by Evan’s locked hands, but he crawls blindly toward the ropes, approaching them at somewhat of an angle! Evan wrenches back, roaring as he locks in the hold, with the camera focusing on a few fans in the front row that roar back at the champion. Jennings... Inches... He raises a hand, and lets out a desperate cry of pain before using all of his energy to throw himself and Evan forward, getting a hand on the bottom rope!

Harvey: He got to the ropes! Michael Jennings has reached the ropes!

Evan, again, waits until the count of four before he breaks the hold. He rolls away to his knees and waits for Jennings to get to his feet-- and promptly blasts him with a Roundhouse Kick to the temple! The impact carries Jennings through the ropes and to the ground below! Evan positions himself, grabbing onto the top rope, measuring Jennings as he climbs to his feet-- and the challenger can merely throw his arms up as Envi launches himself over the top rope and nails a Corkscrew Cross Body! Jennings is flattened by the move and Evan grabs him by the hair, yelling out in anger as he hits him with forearm after forearm to the nose and jaw, while the referee administers a ten count!

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Harvey: Evan Envi is unloading on Jennings here, and if there was a sign of injured ribs, I don’t think that’s much of an issue tonight!

Chase: ...No, he’s conveniently back in action just in time. Flew back from Hawaii just in time, too. I told you, Jeff and Duvall are stroking each other, making super-humans in the back.

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Chase: The counter!

Jennings pivots and instead sends Evan flying back-first into the steel steps! The steps fly apart and the crowd goes into a frenzy upon seeing the impact! Evan curls up from the pain, his eyes wide, seemingly in shock, his arms around his ribs! A ”HOLY SHIT!”, small, but vocal develops somewhere near ringside and Jennings rolls nto the ring.

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Chase: I think Jennings just killed him!

Harvey: Envi is hurt-- he’s hurt bad, but Jennings can’t win the Overdrive Title by count-out!

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Harvey: This one might be it, folks. Envi hasn’t moved.

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Chase: You’re kidding--

Harvey: Envi kicked out!

Jennings looks up in the referee with a look of anger, but as if “wiping it away”, wipes his face and grins instead. He forces Evan up and hoists him up as if for a Suplex, but then drops him with a Brainbuster! He signals for the end and goes out to the apron, climbing up to the top turnbuckle. He points down at Evan, and cups a hand to his ear, grimacing as boos fill the arena. Jennings waves the audience off and stands on the top rope before leaping off and driving a Flying Elbow into his heart! Evan rolls onto his stomach, kicking in pain from the move, but Jennings pulls him onto his back again and hooks both legs.

Harvey: Right to the heart, with that Flying Elbow Drop, Jennings connects! Now can he put the champion away?! There’s ONE!

Chase: Two!

Harvey: HUGE STATEMENT, THREE, NO, Evan barely kicked out! And he wisely rolls onto his stomach to avoid another cover.

Jennings shakes his head and rises to his feet, hitting Evan with three hard stomps to his back. Jennings walks to the ropes, pondering his move for merely a second, before he turns back around and peels Envi off the canvas, lifting him up for a Gutwrench Suplex-- but Envi counters in mid-air, bringing Jennings down with a Hangman’s Neckbreaker! Jennings yells out in agony, holding the back of his neck and rolling toward the ropes. Envi lies on his side in the middle of the ring, taking deep breaths.

Harvey: And now Envi’s trying to get himself back in this! He bought himself some time with that shoulder-neckbreaker.

Chase: He needs more than some fancy acrobatics and time. He needs more than that to beat Jennings.

Evan pulls himself up to his hands and knees and Jennings stumbles to his feet, back into a trio of German Suplexes! The crowd roars for the series and Envi pulls himself up, going up to the top turnbuckle, perches himself, and nails a Diving Moonsault that Jennings is able to avoid by grabbing him and dropping him with an inverted shoulder gutbuster in midair! Jennings sits on the canvas with a smirk on his face, though still favoring his neck as Evan struggles to get to his feet behind him. Jennings turns and steps to his feet, nailing Evan with a Belly to Back Suplex! Evan rolls toward the corner and Jennings backs up to the opposite corner-- before charging forward and going for a hard reverse elbow--

Harvey: The quickness of Evan Harrison!

Envi throws himself between the top and middle rope and lands gracefully on the apron while Jennings hits the corner. Jennings staggers away, but Evan performs a handstand on the apron, bringing his legs around the neck of Jennings and performing a Figure Four Neck Lock over the top rope! Jennings stomps his feet in agony and the referee counts to five-- with Evan predictably releasing Jennings at four, and dropping down to his knees on the apron before ascending to the top rope once again, this time, facing his opponent. Jennings, holding his throat, turns around and Evan leaps from the top, hitting a Flying Front Dropkick! Jennings is flipped onto his stomach from the impact and Evan pushes him over for a pin!

Harvey: This might be it! Overdrive Title’s on the line!

Chase: One!

Harvey: Two!

Chase: There’s-- wooo! Jennings gets the shoulder up and this baby rolls on!

Evan sits, staring at Jennings for a moment before he Irish Whips him into the corner and follows up with a powerful roar, nailing a Calf Kick in the corner! Jennings sways, groggily, and Evan drags him away in a double underhook!

Harvey: He’s going for the Blues!

Chase: Get out of that!

The crowd roars for the Double Arm DDT, but Jennings is able to rip one of his arms free of Evan’s grasp and pull him into another Short-Arm Clothesline-- but Evan ducks under it and nails a Double Knee Armbreaker before quickly going to lock Jennings in the Omoplata Crossface again!

Chase: Nooo-- wait, Jennings counters with a rollup!

Harvey: Jennings has a handful of tights! The referee doesn’t see it!

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Harvey: Evan Envi just barely kicks out! He barely holds onto Lady Overdrive!

Chase: For now...

Both men get to their feet at the same time, but Jennings proves to be a tad quicker on this exchange, lunging forward and nailing a Lariat that takes Evan head-over-heels to the mat. Evan is back on his knees, but Jennings shoots the ropes and comes back, nailing a straight kick to Envi’s mouth! The crowd boos as Envi’s head snaps back from the impact and Jennings mounts him, hitting vicious forearms and fists to the face and skull of the champion!

Harvey: God-- this is an assault. This match has devolved into a brawl once again!

Chase: Stop counting, ref! Let these two beat the hell out of each other! Orlando wants to see them rip each other apart!

Jennings climbs off of Evan and groggily steps toward the nearest set of ropes, leaning over them to grin into the audience which is booing loudly, with a few of the women and children in the audience beginning isolated ”LET’S GO ENVI!” chants, but they prove to be futile as Envi gets to his feet, only to be grabbed and nailed with the Alabama Slam Spinebuster! Jennings drops down and begins hammering away at the skull and face of Envi again, but this time, as soon as the referee begins counting, Jennings jumps to his feet, turning to the ref and screaming ”I KNOW HOW LONG I HAVE!” There is a mixed reaction at the comment and Jennings keeps an eye on the referee until he backs off. He goes to pick Envi up, and Envi hits Envi with hard shots to the gut, followed by a Seated Jawbreaker!

Chase: Ahh!

The crowd pops and Jennings turns away, throwing a hand over his mouth. As Envi climbs to his feet, we see that his bottom lip has been busted open.

Harvey: Envi’s bleeding, but he’s hitting the ropes, he’s going for that Springboard Cross Body!

Jennings catches Envi and drives him to the mat with a Powerslam!

Chase: Caught!

Jennings hooks both legs and the referee slides into perfect position!

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Harvey: And these guys just can’t keep it in the ring!

Chase: The ring isn’t big enough for what they’re trying to do here tonight! And that’s cause a full-blown crime scene investigation.

Both men are back to their feet after their rough landing, and Envi seems to get the upper-hand with kicks to the right leg of Jennings that force the bigger man back, but while the referee is on an adjacent side of the ring, sliding to the outside, Jennings uses his free second to hit an eye gouge! Evan cries out and stumbles back and the crowd boos loudly. Jennings charges forward and nails a Spear that takes Envi against the ringside barricade! He climbs to his feet and hits Evan with a stomp to the sternum before he turns, waving off the referee that’s telling him to get Evan back in the ring. Jennings turns back to Evan, but the momentary distraction is enough for Envi to execute a Drop Toehold Takedown that sends Jennings face-first into the edge of the barricade!

Harvey: Oh, God!

Jennings climbs to his feet and Evan charges at him, but Jennings ducks down and nails a Back Body Drop that sends Evan clear over a young fan’s head and to the exposed concrete at the bottom of the stairway on the other side of the ringside barricade! Despite the referee’s demands, Jennings hops onto the barricade and as Evan climbs to his feet, Jennings nails a Flying Axe Handle that takes him down!

Harvey: It looks like Michael Jennings is busted open. I don’t know if it was from those punches earlier or that takedown onto the barricade...

Chase: Well, he’s still in better shape than Evan! He’s stalking the Overdrive Champion!

Jennings turns Evan around and nails a Snap Suplex onto the concrete! Evan arches his back and groans in pain. Jennings rips a “I CAME TO SEE THE LEAGUE” sign out of a woman’s hand and holding it up to the camera-- before spitting on it and ripping it in half. He turns back toward Evan, who is crawling near the fans... And Evan turns, throwing a cup of beer into Jennings’ eyes! Jennings throws a hand over his face and Evan rushes him from the side, knocking him to the ground and mounting him to hit hard shots to his skull and the neck he’d worked on earlier! The referee yells for both men to get into the ring, threatening a double disqualification!

Chase: Haha, he sounds serious.

Harvey: Evan has Jennings by the hair and he’s dragging him back!

Evan goes to throw Jennings over the barricade and back toward ringside, but Jennings reverses it with a knee to Evan’s gut, followed by a punch to the side of his head! Evan goes groggy and Jennings goes to hit a Back Suplex to Evan onto the barricade-- but Evan rolls over his shoulder, and to his feet, standing atop the barricade!

Chase: What!

Harvey: Wonderful balance by Envi!

Jennings, without even turning around, reaches behind him and tugs at the knee-pad of Envi! Envi falls from the barricade and lands viciously on the back of his head and neck at ringside! The crowd boos loudly and the referee immediately kneels down to check on Evan. Jennings grins to himself before hopping back over the barricade and walking over to the timekeeper. He demands the Overdrive Championship.

Chase: Yeah, take it! It’s as good as yours!

Harvey: That does NOT belong to Michael Jennings!

Chase: Yet.

The crowd boos loudly as Jennings casually begins to fasten the belt around his waist.

Harvey: This is disrespectful.

Chase: Gee, somebody give this man a medal!

Jennings walks, casually, toward Evan, pointing at his belt, screaming something that the cameras can’t pick up. Evan pushes the referee away and rushes Jennings, and the two begin throwing fists at each other again! Evan rushes Jennings into the steel post and Jennings drives elbows into his back. The crowd roars for the exchange and the referee forcefully breaks the two apart. He screams for the two to get back in the ring. There is a standoff for a moment, before Evan finally rolls into the ring, and Jennings climbs in after...

Harvey: Order has been restored!

...And then the two go at each other again, with closed fists! Jennings’ face is a crimson mask by this point, evident as Evan backs him up toward the ropes and forces his head under the bottom rope. He pulls forward on Jennings’ head and jumps up, pushing his full weight against his stomach with both feet! The Overdrive Title belt falls from his waist and to the apron.

Harvey: What is this?!

Chase: A very unorthodox, illegal choke is what it is.

Evan, and the Orlando audience, count along with the referee as the referee warns him of disqualification.

”ONE!”

“TWO!”

“THREE!”

“FOUR!”

Evan then throws himself back and snaps Jennings’ throat over the top rope! Jennings slides back into the ring and hits the ground, limp. Evan pushes him onto his back and hooks the far leg, grapevining the near one!

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Chase: And these two are right back at it!

Fists are flying as Jennings rises to his knees, fighting his way back up to his feet. He eventually knocks Evan away from him with a shoulder block and then pulls him into a T-Bone Suplex, launching him clear across the ring! Evan holds his back in pain and turns around once he gets up, but Jennings shoots the ropes behind him and comes back, nailing a Running Bulldog that drives Evan face-first to the canvas. Jennings quickly, and efficiently locks Evan in an STF!

Harvey: And we’re back to the mat wrestling!

Chase: This time, Jennings has Envi hurt. He has him worn down. This time, a submission might be what he needs!

Evan pulls at Jennings’ arms, but he seems to be fading. Jennings wrenches back on the hold, and Envi seems to come alive at the hopeful clapping of the audience. This time, a very vocal ”LET’S GO ENVI!” chant has developed, with a milder, but still apparent ”LET’S GO JENNINGS!” chant in the background. Envi crawls, as quickly as he can, but he’s suffered in the move for nearly twenty seconds. He reaches out for the ropes, which are still a foot away. Evan is able to drag himself about four inches closer... But as he reaches out again, he finally seems to have faded.

Harvey: The Overdrive Champion might be unconscious.

Jennings yells ”ASK HIM!” to the referee and the referee takes Evan’s hand. He holds it and lets it fall...

“ONE!”

A second time...

“TWO!”

The camera shows the worried expressions of some fans-- while some fans simply throw their arms up and cheer, delighted to be on camera.

Harvey: If that hand falls again, Evan Envi is declared unable to compete, and Michael Jennings becomes our new Overdrive Champion.

Jennings grins as the referee raises Evan’s arm... And drops it.

Evan stops it from hitting the mat, just a few centimeters short. He doesn’t snap back to life, but groggily forces his eyes open. He’s quickly going blue in the face, but uses two more bursts of energy to throw himself forward, and his hand around the bottom rope! The crowd roars and Jennings rolls away, throwing his fists into the ground in frustration.

Harvey: Evan Envi survived! Evan Envi was NOT put down by the STF!

Chase: He survived-- but for how long? He’s still not on his feet!

Jennings pulls Envi away from the ropes and to the center of the ring. He yells ”this is the end!” before hooking Evan in a modified double-underhook... And nailing the Spinning Tiger Driver!

Harvey: SONIC SCREWDRIVER!

Chase: Finished! Done!

Jennings hooks both legs and a few members in the audience count along as the referee’s hand slaps the canvas!

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The arena erupts again as Evan Envi barely kicks out. Jennings glares at the referee, but lifts Evan up again and whispers something to him, a look of pure rage on his face. He positions Evan for his version of the Cutter, known as Empire Falls, but Evan counters! He drives a knee into Jennings’ back and hooks Jennings for what looks like a Dragon Sleeper, but twists and grabs him around the throat, bringing him, sharply, spine-first across his knee!

Harvey: THE GUESS WHO!

Chase: AHHHH!

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Harvey: Did he--

Chase: The referee is saying Michael Jennings kicked out!

Harvey: No one-- no one in the history of this company has kicked out of the Guess Who!

Chase: Liar. I just saw it happen!

Evan Envi buries his head in the canvas and the crowd continues to explode all around them.

Harvey: What a match! One man is fighting for glory, and for respect! One man is fighting for honor, and for the APW Overdrive Championship!

Evan crawls to the ropes and pulls himself to his feet, breathing heavily, wiping blood from his lip. His entire mouth is covered in crimson, dripping down his chin, to his chest.

Chase: God-- Evan looks like he just ate somebody. And then got sick.

Harvey: Yeah... It looks like he took a bite out of Michael Jennings’ face. Look at these guys! Michael Jennings’ left eye is swollen completely shut!

Jennings climbs to his feet next, but Evan meets him with a vicious Roundhouse Kick to the temple! Jennings hits the ground and Envi falls to the canvas, but slides to the outside. The crowd roars, knowing what’s coming.

”HELTER SKELTER!”

”HELTER SKELTER!”

”HELTER SKELTER!”

Harvey: They want it-- and up he goes!

Envi springboards himself up onto the top rope and flies off, going for the 450 Splash known as the Helter Skelter, but Jennings hops to his feet and brings Envi viciously down to the canvas with Empire Falls, the Cutter! Envi slams viciously, skull-first into the mat and rolls away, though he doesn’t seem to be conscious! Jennings lies motionless, a few feet away and yet again, a ”HOLY SHIT!” chant develops!

Chase: OUT OF MID-AIR! JENNINGS SNATCHED ENVI OUT OF THE AIR WITH EMPIRE FALLS!

Harvey: Ohhh... My God!

Jennings, after a few seconds, realizes where he is. He spots Envi, and he crawls over to him, wiping blood away from his one good eye, and throws an arm over the champion. The referee drops down to the ground, and mercifully counts.

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The crowd erupts as Evan Envi throws a shoulder off of the canvas! Jennings rolls off of him and throws his hands over his face, muttering to himself, shaking his head. The referee looks between both men.

Chase: What does it take?!

Harvey: Evan Envi said that Michael Jennings would have to beat him within an inch of his life if he wanted to take Lady Overdrive away-- and Jennings may just have to do that!

Jennings climbs to his feet, and stares down at Envi, his look going from frustration and desperation-- to pure rage. He drops an elbow across Envi’s chest and locks him in the Anaconda Vise! The crowd roars in mixed reaction and Envi writhes in the move!

Chase: He’s gonna tap out! Evan Envi is trapped in the center of the ring-- and there’s nothing he can possibly do but tap out!

Evan Envi raises a hand, prepared to tap...

Chase: See?!

However, Envi lowers his hand and instead is able to roll Jennings over into a pin! The crowd comes alive as the referee, already in position, immediately begins to count!

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Harvey: God, how close was that?!

Jennings rolls back and locks Envi in the Anaconda Vise again, however his grip is loose enough for Envi to bring a direct fist to the side of his head while bringing his knee, repeatedly into Jennings’ spine! Jennings sways back, and Envi pulls him into The Arm Triangle!

Chase: Back to the Arm Triangle!

Jennings crawls as quickly as he can, but from what we can see of his face, he’s beat-red. His hand is clearly shaking with each inch he comes, closer to the ropes. The canvas is painted with the blood of both men and Jennings drags Envi past it, from the halfway point, all the way to the ropes, which he seems to reach on the verge of losing consciousness. The crowd responds to his success with a mixed reaction and Envi, once again, breaks the hold, only at the referee’s count of four. Envi rolls to the middle of the ring and breathes heavily.

Harvey: How much more are these men gonna be able to take?

Chase: I’d ask Evan-- but he doesn’t look like he’d be able to talk right now, even if he tried. And I’d ask Jennings-- but I doubt he’d be able to see me. That eye might as well not be there.

Evan Envi walks to each side of the ring, throwing his arms up, getting the crowd firmly behind him before he slowly turns his attention to Michael Jennings. Envi spits blood off to the side and grits his teeth, glaring at Jennings, waiting for him to finally turn around. Envi nails a Frankensteiner that sends Jennings rolling into the corner! Evan looks at him, and takes a deep breath, before he walks to the other turnbuckle and pulls himself onto the top rope in one, swift motion. He turns around, facing Jennings seated in the corner.

Harvey: ...He’s not gonna try to do this...

Evan slowly stands atop the turnbuckle, taking a deep breath and shooting one glance into the crowd.

Chase: You’re-- no. There’s-- no.

To the flash of dozens of bulbs, Evan leaps from the top rope and sails to the adjacent corner, driving both feet into the jaw of Michael Jennings to an explosive pop from our audience!

Harvey: COAST TO COAST! MICHAEL JENNINGS IS UNCONSCIOUS!

Chase: Just ring the bell. These men are done!

The crowd is deafening and Envi lies a few feet away from Jennings for a few moments, but he rolls to his knees. He drags the limp Michael Jennings out of the corner and drops down on top of him, hooking the far leg and throwing a finger up with each slap of the referee’s hand.

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Harvey: Again, Michael Jennings defies the odds! Michael Jennings kicks out of the biggest Dropkick I’ve seen in my entire life!

Jennings and Envi both crawl toward the ropes on opposite sides of the ring. Envi is quicker, back to his feet, a look of frustration finally crossing his face. As Jennings groggily gets to his feet, Envi runs at him and blasts him with a forearm. Jennings reels, but he doesn’t fall! Evan hits the ropes and comes at him for a second-- same result.

Chase: And now these men are having a battle of brutes! After all that! Hahaha-- amazing!

Jennings and Envi both hit the ropes this time, and come back at each other, but Jennings gets the upperhand, taking Evan to the mat with a Clothesline! He looks down at Envi and grins, grabbing his ankle and immediately locking in an Ankle Lock! The crowd boos loudly at the metaphorical attack.

Harvey: Oh, come on-- and this is the same move that Michael Jennings used to break Evan’s brother, Tyler Harrison’s ankle on Meltdown three weeks ago!

Chase: It’s on tight! It’s on real tight!

Evan is able to push himself up and roll through, sending Jennings into the ropes! Jennings staggers back and Evan hooks him for the Guess Who-- but Jennings twists around in it, and counters, hitting a Northern Lights Suplex! Evan is a bit slower getting to his feet, but is the first to strike, hitting a hard knife-edged chop-- but he’s halted when Jennings drives a sharp knee into his gut and an elbow to the side of his head.

Chase: This is what sheer brutality looks like!

Jennings hooks Evan for the Empire Falls Cutter, but again, Evan counters, shoving Jennings forward into the ropes!

Harvey: So close!

Jennings turns around and catches Envi who jumps at him for a Hurricanrana, and counters into a Boston Crab! Envi is able to get to the ropes within seconds though, and Jennings releases immediately, turning back, ready to grab Envi off of the ground, but Envi slides out to the apron, but brings a foot up, catching Jennings in the side of the head with a sharp kick! Jennings’ eyes roll into the back of his head and he slowly falls to his back. Evan gets to his feet on the apron, wipes blood from his mouth again, and with a deep breath, moves to the turnbuckles nearest to Jennings.

Harvey: One more big move, and I feel that either one of these men could be done!

Chase: They’re barely hanging on as-is!

Evan, one rung at a time, climbs to the first turnbuckle... Then to the second...

Harvey: Michael Jennings is stirring! It’s like he jolted to consciousness!

Jennings watches as Evan Envi gets to the top turnbuckle, and then as the referee goes to Jennings, asking if he’s okay to continue with his swollen eye and his open wound-- Jennings places a hand on the referee’s shoulder, and “loses his balance”, shoving the referee into the ropes. Evan falls awkwardly, landing rib-first on the top turnbuckle!

Harvey: Right on those hurt ribs! That was a dirty, but effective tactic!

Chase: Haha, whaaaat?! Jennings just slipped! And Evan slipped too! They’re clumsies. What can we really say?

Jennings climbs to the top turnbuckle, grabbing Evan by one arm as he does it. Jennings positions himself so he is facing the ring, and Evan’s back is now toward it. He hooks Evan’s other arm and finishes the transition. He lifts Evan up for a Tiger Driver-- but Envi is able to wrap his legs around Jennings' torso and bring him down in a double underhook, bringing his head down beneath his arm at the last possible second before impact, nailing a perfect Double-Arm DDT from the top rope!

Harvey: THE BLUES FROM THE TOP! GOD! JENNINGS IS BROKEN IN HALF!

Chase: NEITHER ONE IS MOVING! EVAN IS ON TOP!

The referee is in shock for a moment, and barely seems to notice that Envi, though unmoving, is lying across Michael Jennings. He drops down and makes a count!

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DING, DING![/center]

The crowd roars as "Helter Skelter" hits. The referee grabs the title belt that was still on the apron and holds it into the air while pointing down to Envi as the victor.

Ferrari: Here is your winner... And STILL the Action Packed Wrestling Overdrive Champion... EVVAANNN ENNNVIII!

Harvey: It doesn’t get anymore emotional than that. It doesn’t get bloodier. It doesn’t get more personal.

Chase: This isn’t the end for these two-- but tonight, it is. Look! LOOK! Neither one of them can even MOVE right now!

Paramedics come to the ring, along with a few other referees, and Jenny Knite, who accepts the Overdrive Title from the referee before watching the professionals check on Evan Envi.

They shine lights into the eyes of both Megastars and check for vitals while the crowd goes hushed. The referees and paramedics seem quite hurried in getting both men out of the ring. Evan Envi is able to stand, but seems unsure of where he is. As the crowd roars, he looks at them oddly, but is escorted to the back, spitting up blood along the way.

Harvey: I don’t think Evan Envi has any idea what’s going on. I don’t know if either man does...

Jennings is helped from the ring, but grins in spite of defeat. With a sick grin, he holds his face, closing his one non-swollen eye as he is helped to the back-- stumbling, every few steps, but pulling himself back up with that same grin on his face.

Harvey: Congratulations to our retaining champion, Evan Envi! But as my broadcast partner just said... There’s no way that this story is over.

We fade to black as the paramedics and Jennings disappear to the back.

[President Jeff]

The titantron began to broadcast footage from the backstage area yet the exact are didn’t matter…as the only thing that matters is the person there, leaning against one of the construction boxes, is Robina Hood. She looks completely out of it but the crowd immediately gave the, usually hated, young woman a rather mixed response.

Robina: Step one down…two more to go…

The Englishwoman barely said with a cocky grin. Even though physically bruised, her confidence and ego doesn’t seem to be fazed at all as Robina pushed herself off the box. This actually brought some more of a mixed reaction and Miss Hood simply grinned at this response, easily hearing them.

Robina: This is my night to shine and I’m not going to let anyone stop me. I may be battered, I may be bruised but I won’t give up, I won’t surrender…and I will prove to all of you that I am the very best. It doesn’t matter if I’m a girl, a guy, someone from Meltdown or even a cripple…I promise you all my greatest performance and, wounded or not, I plan on giving everybody the grandest of finales.

Her smile grew in size as she spoke out her words and, rather surprisingly, a few faint ‘Lets go Hood’ chants sounded after she finished speaking. Her right hand ran through her head as Miss Hood began to walk off, possibly towards her locker room, as the titantron fades to black.


Ferrari: The Following contest is Scheduled for One Fall! Introducing first is a APW Hall Of Famer and FIRST EVER World Title Grand Slam Champions in APW History! He is "YOUR JESUS" MICHAAAEELL LIIVVEELLYY!!!

What seems like two lightening bolts ignite over the ring and travel across the arena striking either side of the entrance ramp. With contact a huge explosion engulfs the entrance with a blinding white light almost like a portal of heaven had just opened up. AFI's Misseria Cantare begins to serenade the shadow of Michael Lively standing at the top of the ramp with his arms outstretched in the I am JESUS pose. His head tilted sideways with a grin painted on his mug as he welcomes the shower of boo's from the crowd. With an arrogant swagger the man walks down the ramp absorbing the hatred, and flipping the fans off along the way. The man slides under the ropes springs to his feet and whips out his arms once more welcoming the roaring disapproval of the fans as a shower of blue sparks falls on him from over head.

"I Won't Deny It, I'm A Straight Ridah"

The Piano comes in followed by a thumping beat as the voice over continues speaking over the music in a whispered voice.

"You Don't Wanna Fuck With Me
Got The Police Bustin At Me
But They Can't Do Nuttin To A G

Let's Get Ready To RUMMMBBBLLLEEE!!"

As the chorus to "Ambitionz Az A Ridah" plays and Tupac comes into rapping his first verse, green bouncing lights stroll around the live audience and thump to the beat of the song. As Jason Kash steps through the back curtain and steps onto the stage, he is met with loud boos and a few die hard cheers.

Ferrari: And his opponent. He is the only the Second World Title Grand Slam Champion in APW HISTORY...He is "The Influence" JAAASSOON KAAASSH!!!

He stops and slowly turns his head side to side as the graphic showing his name appears across the bottom of the screen. He looks over the arena full of fans, accepting whatever reaction they wish to pour down on him as he smiles showing the missing teeth in his smile. His eyes cut to the ring and his smile disappears as he heads towards the ring. At ring side, Kash steps over to the steel stairs and jogs up them quickly. Climbing up onto the ring apron.

Kash walks the apron half way and bounces through the middle ropes and instantly grabs his ribs. Bending into the ring caused him a sharp pain as he enters the ring. He leans into the closest corner, throws down the Upside Down Peace Sign (A-Town Down) in honor of his Birthplace and nods to the referee that he's ready.

Nailz: The only two World Title Grand Slam Champions APW has and Test For The Best is where they FINALLY Clash!!

Beckett: How healthy is Jason Kash though? Mentally he's been a mess and physically he fell off an Arena..Doctors advised him not to compete here as his ribs have yet to fully heal! So exciting!!

Michael Lively Vs. Jason Kash

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Turning to find Lively in the ring, Jason Kash shakes his head as his eyes find "Jesus" standing at ringside checking his boots. The bell can't ring until Lively enters the ring, the referee goes over and instructs him to get in. Lively rolls in the ring but quickly out again but the referee calls for the bell and heads over to begin to count Lively out. The fans cheering for the ref's call.

Beckett: Oh that's crap! Lively is not ready, he needs more time. You know..I bet he has something in his boot, small rock. Something. It could be a matter or win or losing.

Nailz: Please! Pssh...OH! Kash isn't waiting!!

Leaning back into the ropes, Kash springs forward into a rush across the ring. He takes off his feet and hits a front missile dropkick through the ropes and to the back of Michael Lively's head. Lively shoots forward and crashes in front of the announcer's table. Kash exits the ring and slaps downward at a rising Lively right across the face, it echos through the fans erupting cheers as the match "Officially" begins.

Beckett: He slapped him?

Nailz: That was a Man Slap! Pimps across the globe smiled for that slap! Pimp hand is WAY Strong in Jason Kash!

Grabbing and pulling Lively up off the ground, Kash whips him into the side of the ring as the referee gets to 5 on the count. Hopping up onto the ring apron, Kash pulls Lively up but Michael Lively drives in a solid punch to the bad ribs of Kash. Pushing himself up onto his feet, Lively stands on the ring apron with Kash and pounds down across his back with a clubbing arm. Shoving Kash's head through the ropes, Lively grabs him from behind and hooks his arms behind him and sets up a Dragon Suplex. The fans are on their feet, how dangerous will this become as Lively smiles.

He executes and leaps back with Kash loved in the Dragon Suplex. They fly off the ring apron and Kash crashes hard onto his neck and shoulders. The fans erupt with boos as Lively himself struggles to return to his feet but does.

Nailz: OH MY GAWD! Off the ring apron! Dragon Suplex! This could be over already...That is disgusting actions by Michael Lively!

Beckett: It's a Heavenly sight without question!

On his feet now, Lively rolls into the ring and waves for the referee to make the count out. Easily he'd be winning this from Count Out as Kash is moaning, groaning but not moving very much at all. The crowd erupts as Reaver comes hauling ass out from the back. Lively turns and sees him and begins yelling and pointing, trying to shoo off the masked maniac as he hits ring side and circles the ring to where Kash is located. Reaver checks on Kash and helps him rise off the ground floor. Kash rips himself from the help and almost falls as he moves to the ring. The referee at the count of 8 as Kash slowly rolls into the ring.

On the attack, Lively stomps away at a rolling Kash. Going onto his hands and knees, Kash leaves his midsection open at the sides and Michael Lively takes advantage of it as he backs up a few steps. He rushes forward and punt kicks Kash directly to the injured ribs. Kash screams out as he flips over onto his side and then his back. Lively leans over, moves the protective arms of Kash as they cover his damaged ribs and Lively jumps and drops a knee into the ribs. Grabbing the ropes, Kash pulls himself out of the ring and he looks to be having trouble breathing.

Beckett: Lively is doing what anyone would do, he's taking advantage of a physical weakness. This is the veteran experience in Lively and Kash is acting very rookie like right now.

Nailz: Competing with a broken rib, two cracked on top of that. Probably moving towards being broken now, I'd say Kash is in great trouble here tonight.

Reaching out to grab Kash, Michael Lively grabs a handful of Kash's ear and as he head tilts back, Lively sticks his fingers in Kash's open mouth and yanks up on his top teeth. Kash scrambles to get free but lifts up and sits on the ring apron as Lively releases and grabs him with both hands around the nape of the neck.

Nailz: Both of these men are the very description of Foul and this will determine who can be the foulest, right now..That goes to Lively and I'm not sure Kash can make a comeback, he's in too much pain!

On his feet out on the ring apron, Kash is pulled through the middle ropes. Lively lets go of him and he drapes over the ropes. Lively walks back until he feels the nearby turnbuckles to his back and props himself up onto the second buckle. He shoots off the turnbuckles and catches Kash to the side of his head with his own front missile dropkick. Kash slumps and falls into the ring, landing in a pile of himself.

Beckett: Wicked! Lively is not holding back anything in this match, he's taking Kash to SCHOOL!

Scooping Kash up off the canvas, Lively throws him back into the corner turnbuckles. Kash slouches into the corner with his arms up over the top ropes to hold him in place as Michael Lively heads across the ring to the opposite corner. He breaks into a sprint and heads at Kash with all his quickness and leaps up for a Corner Splash, Kash catches Lively an lifts him overhead and into the corner. Lively catches and balances on the second turnbuckle but Jason Kash reacts quickly and crashes into Lively's back with a few clubbing arms. Kash lifts and sits Lively up on the top turnbuckle with his back facing the ring. Climbing up behind Lively, Kash grabs and hooks in a Reverse Suplex. The fans start cheering as Kash pulls to execute but Lively holds on tight.

Slipping off his grip of Lively, Kash drops to the canvas. He grabs his ribs from the jolt of hitting the canvas and Michael Lively shoves back with his foot and kicks Kash back. As Kash comes in again, Lively spring boards off the turnbuckles and hits a Moonsault, as he comes over Kash's head, he grabs it and drops Kash for a Reverse DDT. The crowd instantly roars into Boos as Lively uses the move to mock someone..

Nailz: That had to be a shot at Anthony Bailey, using his Finisher or a version of it to try and get one over on Kash!

Beckett: It's beaten Jason a few times so this is smart tactics by Michael Lively..See, he's going for the pin now!

As he hooks both legs of Kash, Lively rolls him up as the referee drops and makes the count.

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Lively slaps the canvas wanting that to be the finish, wanting to be done with this which has been almost a walkthrough for him. He pushes to his face and drags Kash a bit further away from the corner. Lively satisfied with the location, leaves Kash laying on his back as he goes and climbs the turnbuckles nearby. Signaling for his Shooting Star Leg drop, Jason Kash begins to roll away from the Finisher's range. Lively leaps anyway and soars across to the half way point, hitting his "Prelude" to the back on Kash's head on his roll. The fans quickly start chanting

"HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT!"

Beckett: That was the most beautiful Prelude I think we've ever seen! Did you see that Distance? The Hang TIME!! WOW! Good JESUS!!!

Lively turns Kash over onto his back and doesn't bother hooking a leg as the referee drops to the canvas for what should be the final pin attempt.

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Nailz: How is he doing this!? Jason Kash is fighting through everything Michael Lively is throwing at him! That Prelude should have ended this match!! What heart by "The Influence"!

Beckett: Oh no, I hear he LOVES the nickname "The Durrty Boy" now, he admits he's dirty and these people are cheering more? I don't get it...

He can't believe it! Lively stands up and grabs the Ring Official asking questions, screaming at the Zebra. Slightly shoving him back, Lively turns and goes back at Kash. He drops another snapping Leg Drop and waves the ref in to count again.

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Again pissed, Michael Lively pulls Kash up with him as he stands to his feet. He places Kash's head down in between his legs and rolls a signal for a Flipping Piledriver. Jason Kash fights and lifts Lively up with a shoulder. Lively slams into the canvas on his back, Kash drops down onto his knees. Much faster to his feet comes Lively as he speeds past Kash, hits the ropes in front of him and whips a Flying Knee right into Kash's face as he stands up on his knees.

Beckett: OHHHH...That's it, Kash is done..That was brutal!

Michael Lively doesn't even bother with making the count just yet though. He once again drags Kash to a good position on the canvas and returns to the Turnbuckles to hit his "Prelude" once again. As he stands to the top turnbuckle he is surprised to see Jason Kash struggling but rising to his feet. Wobbly as he gets there, Lively watches him from the top ropes. Kash stumbles over to the ropes across the ring from Lively. Head tilted at Kash, Lively looks infuriated and drops down from the top ropes. He walks along the ropes until he's lined up across the ring from Kash and leans back hard into the ropes. Lively rushes across the ring and goes to hit a Cross Body but Jason Kash catches him..

Nailz: HE CAUGHT LIVELY!

Falling back into the ropes, Kash keeps Lively in a Fall Away position but as he springs off the ropes, Kash swings Lively around and hits a Swinging Side Slam!

Nailz: Vintage Kash! He use to call that "Kashed Out" it was his first ever Finisher!!

A single arm stretched across Lively's chest, Kash is technically making a pin attempt and the referee takes notice and hurries to slap the canvas.

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Outside the ring, Kash's partner Reaver is slapping palms into the canvas, the fans get behind him by stomping their feet and clapping their hands chanting

"LET'S GO JA-SON!!"
"JA-SON SUCKS!"

This continues as Lively rolls out from the ring, sliding out feet first, he lays his head down on the ring apron. Reaver close to him continues to cheer on Kash, trying to get his Tag Partner back in the match. Lively pushes off the ring apron as the referee officially begins the count on him and Lively blasts Reaver to the side of his face with a solid overhand right. Reaver goes in for the return but Lively slides back into the ring and the referee points at Reaver and yells.

"YOU, OUTTA HERE!!"

The fans erupt with a mixture of Boos and Cheers as Reaver argues. While the referee is arguing with Reaver, Michael Lively begins to drop repeated knees right into Kash's bad ribs. Kash grabs the ropes for the break but the referee doesn't see it as he continues to try and get Reaver away from ringside. Reaver jumps up on the ring apron and points at the action inside the ring before dropping down and walking backwards up the entrance aisle.

Nailz: COME ON REF!! Pay attention for Christ's Sake!

Beckett: Actually, I think "Jesus" would prefer if he didn't pay attention right now. Those knees are taking Kash out of this match right now..

The referee rushes across the ring and rips Lively off of Kash. Lively shoves the ref back and pulls Jason up from the canvas. Once again, Lively walks and throws Kash into a corner and lays into him with a Thrusting Palm to the face. Quickly he hooks Kash for a DDT and runs up the ropes, spinning off and hitting a Tornado DDT! Lively turns the DDT into a Guillotine but Kash pulls from the submission attempt only to slide into a Triangle Choke. Lively locks the submission in tightly as Jason Kash struggles and claws at the ring canvas.

Beckett: What a transition by Lively! This is one of the best to ever grace an APW ring!

Slowly Kash begins to fade. He moves less to struggle and seems to be going out. The referee checks on him and lifts an arm, letting it drop.

Nailz: If his arm drops three times, he will be considered submitted..He needs to find a way out of this or it'll be over for Jason Kash!

The referee lifts Jason's arm again and lets it fall and it slaps against the canvas. The crowd gets loud, clapping, cheering, seemingly wanting to build for Kash to get free as the referee lifts his arm one more time. He holds it up and lets it go, as it falls to the canvas, Kash comes to life again and plants the hand into the canvas, using it to push himself up onto his feet. Bent over as the Triangle is still applied, Kash goes to lift Lively and slowly Lively comes off the canvas himself. He doesn't come off too high before Kash slams him and rolls up the Triangle to his advantage and into a Roll Up pin attempt. The fans cheer as the referee goes for the pin.

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Beckett: How is he doing this? He's broken, his ribs have been beaten on, he's been finished twice over in this match and has found a way...

Nailz: He has something to fight for, something to Motivate him..Let's GO KASH, YOU CAN DO IT!!

Beckett: You sound like an Adam Sandler movie saying that..Please stop..

The triangle is gone as Kash falls over to the side of Lively. He looks drained as he lays on the canvas. Michael Lively pushes up and as Kash moves to get up, Lively lines him up and as Kash gets to his knees, Lively cracks Jason to the face with a Superkick that rolls through the arena like a Wave of sound. Kash crumbles back to the canvas. Lively yells out!

"THAT'S IT...YOU ARE FINISHED!!"

Grabbing the back of his head, Lively pulls Kash right up into another Powerbomb setup. He rolls for the signal of a Flipping Piledriver but again, Kash lifts Lively up and holds him up over his shoulders, Kash steps forward and Whips Lively into the ring with an Alabama Slam that bounces his head off the canvas. The fans give him a round of applause for his counter.

Holding his ribs as he rises to his feet, the fight in Jason Kash seems to grow. Michael Lively gets up holding the back of his head and Kash rushes in and hits a powerful Front Dropkick that sends Lively to the corner turnbuckles hard. Up again, Kash steps into a sprint and crashes a Shinning Wizard into Lively's face. Backing away from Lively, Kash waits as Lively comes stumbling from the corner and he instantly spins and crashes a Rolling Elbow into his jaw, perfectly placed and Lively snaps and lands onto his back. Kash roars out to the crowd's enjoyment!

Nailz: He's Back! The Influence is fighting to win this and he's in CONTROL!!

Beckett: He won't keep control, he's been getting his butt whooped all match!

Out from the back comes Sabur and the fans react negatively to his appearance as he jogs to the ring. He leaps up on the ring apron but Jason Kash steps into another spin and hits him with a Rolling Elbow! Sabur drops off the ring apron and slams into the ring side floor.

Nailz: Mark Of JASON!! Sabur stuck his nose in the match and Kash swore he'd get at Sabur as well!

As he goes to exit the ring, Kash isn't aware of Lively hurrying to his feet. Lively whips a Middle kick and catches Kash to the ribs. Kash curls in pain and drops to his knees right inside the ring. His armpit hanging over the middle rope to keep him balanced. Michael Lively winds up and swings another kick that slaps hard to Kash's chest. Another hits him to the back as Lively moves to Kash's side. Finally, Lively breaks into a run and hits the ropes in front of Kash, he comes in with top speed and hits a powerful kick to Kash's chest again. Jason slaps back onto the canvas and has a red mark across his chest from the kick.

Lively poses with his "Jesus" pose and the crowd lights up the arena with Boos and garbage being thrown. Picking him up from the canvas, Lively has intent to end the match but Jason breaks from the grapple and pounds an elbow into his face. He pulls Lively in and goes to hit his Brainbuster but Lively hooks his leg behind Kash's to prevent the lift. Lively swings a short shot to Kash's ribs to break the grapple. Lively whips Kash across the ring. Hitting the ropes, Kash holds onto the ropes. Lively rushes at Kash and dives at him with a Spear but Kash leap frogs it.

Lively grabs the ropes to stop his progression and to keep him from hitting the canvas. As he stands tall facing the ropes, Jason Kash leaps up from behind and hits his Jumping Neckbreaker!

Nailz: UTI! UTI!!

But as the crowd cheers both men lay on the canvas drained. The referee waiting to react. The crowd pumping out cheers as Jason Kash drags himself over and drapes his body over Lively's. The referee goes for the pin.

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Beckett: THANK YA JESUS!!

Nailz: That was just too close...Wow, what a match! These two want to prove who is really the best World Title Grand Slam Champion!

Lively rolls out of the pin slowly as Kash just lays on the canvas. Out on the ring apron, Lively uses the ropes to pull himself up. Kash begins to rise only after Lively has risen on the apron outside the ropes. Holding the top ropes, Lively jumps and springs up over the ropes, flying into the ring he goes for a Clothesline but Kash drops down under the attack. Up on their feet around the same time, Lively crashes a big right into the face of Kash and knocks him back a few steps. Kash leans into the ropes behind him and returns with a shot of his own into Lively's face with a heavy left hand. Kash acts faster and rushes in but Lively drops a shoulder and lifts Kash for a Shoulder Toss. Landing on his back, Kash arches and holds his ribs as his side has started bruising from the abuse.

Beckett: GET HIM!! BEAT HIM!!!

As Lively heads to the corner to go for one last "Prelude", Jason Kash pops up with his last wind and as Lively climbs the turnbuckles, Kash crashes into his back with a Gorilla like Double Fist attack. Lively drops down off the turnbuckles, Kash stomps down into the back of Lively's knee and puts him down onto his knees. Kash begins driving Knees into the back of Lively's head with a Reverse Muay Thai knee strike. Shot after shot, Lively begins to go limp and his struggle fades.

Nailz: Jason Kash isn't showing any remorse for Lively..After everything he's been through in this match...He's lost his mind!!

Beckett: He should be disqualified!

The crowd also fading from their cheers as Kash lays into Lively like a madman. Holding Lively up, Kash lets out a loud Growl and the crowd again grows in Cheer as he pulls Lively up and quickly hits a "UTI" Jumping Neckbreaker. He hooks a leg to get Lively away from the ropes and makes the pin fall..

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Winner: Jason Kash[/center]

The eruption of the crowd as that third count lands is deafening. Releasing the hooked leg, Kash lays on his back, still covering Lively but showing signs of strain and pain himself.

Ferrari: Your Winner via Pinfall..."The Influence" JAASSON KAAASSH!!!

Beckett: Wow..I might not like the ending but what a match!

Nailz: I second that, amazing..Simply amazing stuff between these two. Kash was beaten, broken down and still managed to find a way to win..

As his theme music plays and the crowd continues to cheer, Kash can't get up to get his hand raised. He gets off Lively but needs the referee to get to his feet. He falls over as he tries to hold his own weight. The referee signals for some help but Kash shoves him away. He slowly slides out of the ring and falls to the ring side floor.

Nailz: He doesn't seem able to stand up, those ribs might be even more damaged than they were when he fell off the Phillips Arena 2 weeks ago. This could be bad for Jason Kash..

Sabur who had been knocked off the ring earlier is up again and he comes around the corner where Kash is at. The fans begin booing, a fan in the front row even tries swiping at Sabur as he makes his way towards Kash. The eruption from the crowd signals Reaver coming out with blazing speed as he hits ring side and crashes at full speed into Sabur's back. The two begin brawling, Reaver thrown off but keeps sticking to Sabur but it leaves Kash alone.

Beckett: He's lucky, lucky he got saved by Reaver..He'd have been crushed by Sabur!

As the referee exits the ring and tries to help Jason Kash to his feet he can see the rib cage area on him has turned red and black with shades of purple painted on the surface. He can't stand and the referee isn't strong enough to help. Calling for EMTs, the crowd erupts when instead from the back comes Kaylyn J. Evans. Instantly the fans begin chanting

"KAY LOVES KASH! KAY LOVES KASH!"

Nailz: Awww that's sweet! She does care about him, she loves him!

Beckett: She could do SO much better..I mean, I'm single!

She hurries down to ring side and helps to get him up. He looks up and sees her and the pain seems to subside a bit. He forces himself up with her help as the two slowly make their way to the back. Reaver is last seen in the crowd, blasting Sabur with a steel chair as the cameras cut to backstage.

[President Jeff]

The camera cuts to the backstage just as Jason Kash comes limping to the back from ringside. Kaylyn J. Evans has her arms wrapped around him to help keep him on his feet. He grimaces in pain with each step and seems to take breaths in short.

KJE: Almost there, here they come..Easy..Easy..

EMTs and the Doctor on Call come rushing up and they take over on supporting Kash. Kaylyn stays close as they get to a nearby chair and slowly seats Kash in the chair. The doctor using a small light turns on the beams and looks at the ribs of Kash. Damaged, bruising quickly and his skin has turned a dark shade of black and blue.

Doctor: You breathing alright? Normal?

Jason Kash: Nah..ugh..hurts. Eghh..

Doctor: I'll have to run some X-Rays but I'm almost positive you broke more ribs and re-damaged the ones that were healing. We'll have to make sure but that's what I'm seeing. We need to make sure you haven't punctured a lung. That needs to be done now..

The Doctor looks over at one of the EMT guys and nods.

Doctor: Get the Wagon ready, we need to get him sent to the Hospital for tests. Everything is gonna be alright Jason, just need to make sure you can heal properly.

KJE: Yeah and stay out of the ring before you're healed!

Reaver comes jogging into the scene and he looks down at Kash's ribs and begins shaking his head.

Reaver: DAAMN! He did a number on your BBQ buddy!

Kaylyn reaches over and stiff arm punches Reaver, he plays to it and acts like it hurts. As KJE speaks to Kash, Reaver calmly moves away from her and her violent outbursts.

KJE: I'll come with you..I-I need to make sure you're okay..

Jason Kash: Why were you out there? Isn't that mixing Business with Pleasure? Ughh..fuddruckers this hurts!

KJE: Who says I'm here for Pleasure? Maybe it's just business..

He laughs and it looks horrible as he almost has a painful laugh expression on his face. The Doctor places an ice pack to his side and lifts his arms as the EMTs wrap him with bandaging to keep the ice pack in place. His eyes never leave KJE as the two stare at each other deeply. Reaver moves back over to Kaylyn and wraps an arm around her shoulders for a side hug.

Reaver: Will you two stop it already? Spank him for being dumb and move on! You know you can't stay away from each other so why play these games...I mean, I like a good game but DANG!

She short elbows him and he laughs and moves away from her once again. After he's done being wrapped up, Jason Kash grunts and forces himself to his feet.

Doctor: No, please sit down..

Jason Kash: Shut up..

He groans again as he steps forward. Kaylyn holds out her arms to help him stay up if needed but he keeps himself standing and steps into her. She leans up as he leans down and they kiss. Reaver welcomes it with a real smart ass Golfer's Clap.

Reaver: Awwww!! We're a Family again!!

As Reaver comes in, ruins the kiss and hugs them both from the side, the Doctor interrupts.

Doctor: Okay they're ready, let's get you to the Hospital..

Tony: The following contest is a Semi Final match of the Test for the Best Tournament.

The lights in the area quickly cut out. The fans are abuzz, and the electricity in the air is met with one lyric.

“ALL OF THE LIGHTS”

Fireworks go off in time with the bass to the song as a large, dark silhouette appears on the stage. It stands still as a statue as the music continues and the capacity crowd cheers its collective heart out.

Tony: From New York City! Weighing 275 pounds...THE BIG APPLE ASSKICKER, A.C. SMITH!!!!!

The lights slowly come back on around the building, and only now does the big man move down the aisle. He confidently surveys the scene around him and touches the outstretched hands of fans as the chorus kicks in.

Harvey: AC defeated Jair Hopkin in the opening round. But he’s gonna have his hands full with CJ Gates

Chase: On the bright side, AC has already did better this year in the tournament than last year.

Smith soaks in the admiration as he pauses just for a moment at the ringside steps. However, the multiple-time world champion quickly pops up to the apron, runs to the opposite turnbuckle, and poses atop it to more cheers from the crowd. After a few seconds, Smith pivots and jumps down to the ring, where he begins to loosen up for his upcoming match.

A green hue fills the arena as "Writing On the Wall" by the Tea Party begins to play and the fans instantly jump to their feet, cheering loudly. C.J. Gates quickly makes his way out from the back wearing his trademark cowboy hat and his "Go Big or Go Home" T-shirt. He points out to the fans in attendance and smiles before making his way down the ramp, tagging hands with the fans along the side of it.

Tony: And his opponent, from Fargo North Dakota, weighing in at 215 pounds, C...J....GAAAAATES!

Gates reaches the ring and slides in under the bottom rope before springing to his feet and climbing the nearest turnbuckle. He points out at the fans one more time before raising his arms in the air to another loud chorus of cheers.

Harvey: CJ had a tough battle in the opening round, barely defeating Biggs and Nathaniel Havok.

Chase: Gates is now on a quest to be the first person to win this tournament twice.

TEST FOR THE BEST SEMI FINAL

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AC Smith Vs CJ Gates


Both guys lock up in the middle of the ring and CJ gets a side headlock in AC. AC quickly pushes CJ off into the ropes and takes CJ down with a big shoulder tackle. With CJ down, AC goes for an elbow drop, but CJ rolls out of the way. AC is getting up holding is elbow and CJ grabs the arm and twistes it. CJ puts AC in a wrist lock and AC then grabs CJ’s wrist and twistes it then pulls him into a side headlock. AC grinds the headlock in and then CJ gets a few punches into AC’s stomach and shoots him off into the ropes and takes the big man down with a drop toe hold. CJ rolls up AC’s back and puts the headlock back on.

Harvey: Nice transition of moves there by CJ

Chase: CJ needs to keep AC on the mat if he wants to win. AC has a big size advantage over CJ, and AC’s size came into play in advancing to the semi’s.

AC fights back to his feet and lifts CJ up and drops him with a side belly to back suplex. CJ grabs the back of his head as CJ gets to his feet. CJ tries getting up and AC hits him with a forearm club to the back on the neck. CJ is laying face down and AC drops an elbow across the lower back of CJ. AC gets up and drops another elbow across the back and then another. AC rolls CJ over and covers
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AC picks CJ up and throws him to the corner. AC runs and CJ moves out of the way and AC hits the corner and turns. CJ is quick to start hitting AC with chops, hitting him with about 10 with both hands. CJ throws AC into the opposite corner. CJ runs and AC gets his foot up, but CJ baseball slides under it to the outside. CJ grabs AC’s legs and trips him. AC’s face bounces off the canvas and CJ pulls both of AC’s legs, crotching AC’s in the ring post.

Harvey: I bet that didn’t tickle.

Chase: I’m sure it didn’t.

CJ slides back into the ring. AC slowly pulls himself out of the corner and gets to his feet. CJ goes to grab AC, but AC quickly takes CJ down with a double leg take down, gets on top of him and hits him with a few punches. AC gets up and pulls CJ up, grabs him by the head and sends him straight into the turn buckle. AC takes CJ to another turn buckle and bashes his face into it. AC goes for a third, but CJ gets his foot up to block it and sends AC’s face into it. CJ goes to bring AC to a corner, but AC knee’s CJ in the gut and tosses him out of the ring over the top rope.

Harvey: AC may be looking for a breather here.

Chase: I don’t think so

AC exits the ring on the opposite side he threw CJ out and walks around the ring, sneaking up behind CJ. AC grabs CJ, spins him around and goes for a punch, but CJ blocks it and hits AC with a series of punches before rolling him into the ring. CJ gets up onto the ring apron and AC is back up, runs at CJ and hits him with a big boot, knocking him out to the floor. The ref starts to count
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Chase: AC could win this match by count out.

Harvey: Not the way I bet CJ would want to be eliminated

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Both guys get up and AC goes for a clothesline, CJ ducks it and AC turns and CJ steps off AC’s leg and Enziguri’s him. AC goes down and CJ covers
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CJ picks AC up and goes to throw him into the ropes, AC reverses it and CJ comes back with a cross body, but AC catches him. AC lifts CJ and drops him onto the top rope and CJ bounces back into the ring. AC pulls CJ up and takes him down with a Russian Legsweep. AC covers
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Chase: AC could be seconds away from advancing to the finals.

Harvey: Don’t count CJ out just yet.

AC picks CJ up and gut wrench powerbombs him in the middle of the ring. AC covers, hooking the leg
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AC picks CJ up and snapmare’s him and locks in a chin lock. CJ is fighing it and the crowd begins to rally behind him. CJ gets to his feet and hits AC with a couple of elbows to the gut, breaking free. CJ hits the ropes. CJ comes back and AC picks CJ up and drops him with a big sidewalk slam. AC goes out onto the ring apron and starts climbing up to the top rope. AC gets to the top and leaps off with a big flying elbow and connects. AC covers
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Harvey: CJ barely got his shoulder up.

Chase: I think AC has CJ right where he wants him.

AC gets up and lifts CJ up in a gorilla press.

Harvey: This is it, he’s going for the Big Apple Ass Kicker

AC drops CJ to the mat, comes off the ropes and goes for a big splash and CJ gets his knee’s up. AC gets up holding his stomach. He drops to a knee and CJ is up and nails him with a Shining Wizard. Both guys lay on the mat. The ref begins the 10 count

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Harvey: What happens if both men can’t continue?

Chase: Then they both lose!

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Both guys are up. AC runs and CJ ducks a clothesline from him and hits AC with a drop kick, It rocks him and CJ hits him with another that continues to rock him. CJ this time hits AC with a dropsault and AC goes down. AC gets up and goes to the corner. CJ goes after him and climbs up to the middle turn buckle and starts punching him and the crowd counts along

Crowd: 1...2...3....4...5...6...7...8..9........10!

CJ hops off and AC walks towards the ropes. AC Irish whips him and takes him down with a spinning heel kick. AC is struggling to get up and CJ grabs him, hooking his arms and drops him with a double arm DDT! CJ covers
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Harvey: So close!

CJ goes to the ring apron and climbs up to the top rope. CJ gets to the top and AC is up to his feet. CJ leaps with a crossbody, but AC catches CJ on his shoulders and drops him with a big Samoan drop. AC quickly covers
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AC picks CJ up and sets him up for a Powerbomb. He lifts CJ up and powerbombs him in the middle of the ring. AC covers
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Harvey: How did CJ not go through the ring with that!

With a frusteated look on his face, AC lifts CJ up and sets him up for another power bomb and hits it. AC goes for the cover
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The crowd goes wild and AC can’t believe it.

Chase: How does CJ have anything left after those two power bombs.

AC looks at the ref and the ref reassure him that CJ kicked out. AC grabs a motionless CJ and sets him up for another power bomb, but CJ just falls to the mat. AC lifts CJ back up and again, CJ just falls. AC tries for a third time and CJ grabs AC and rolls him up in a small package
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They get up, CJ ducks a clothesline, AC turns into a kick from CJ. CJ goes for his shoulder Jaw Breaker finisher, but AC lifts CJ up and throws him towards the corner. CJ lands chest first on the mat. CJ slowly gets up, AC runs, going for a spear, and CJ moves. AC hits the corner with his shoulder and CJ rolls AC up in a school boy
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Winner and Advancing to the finals: CJ Gates [/center]

CJ lays on the mat as his music plays and AC sits up and looks around in shock.

Harvey: HE DID IT! CJ is going to the finals for the 2nd time in his career.

Chase: AC gave it his all, but in the end, one little mistake cost him

The ref raises CJ’s arm as CJ is slowly getting up. AC still can’t believe it as he’s walking around the ring. CJ gets to his feet and AC is now standing in the middle of the ring. He and CJ lock eyes. AC then extends his hand. An exhausted CJ, extends his and both men shake hands. AC exits the ring, allowing CJ to continue celebrating as we head to a commercial for tomorrow nights Meltdown Supershow

[President Jeff]

As the action packed night of the highly anticipated PPV, everyone’s attention now draws away from the ring and towards the titontron. The lights dim down as the sold out Florida crowd sit anxiously and impatiently for the next event. Finally the intro video to the mildly popular TV series Celebrity Rehab with Dr.Drew appears across the titontron. After the intron Dr.Drew is seen sitting in a chair surrounded by cameras. You can see that there is another chair in the room with someone sitting in it across from Dr.Drew, but to whom it was remained unknown.

Dr. Drew: Of all the patients I’ve had, and trust me I’ve been in this business for quite a long time, you are the only one who has made such a quick and impressive recovery. I’ve always said that in order to derive away from the drug influenced life you must have a strong incentive. It is very clear that wrestling was something that you loved doing and strongly wish to return to.

The crowd begins to start small chatter amongst each other wondering and betting on who this mystery wrestler is.

Dr. Drew: It has been a long four months and it is a shocker that someone who has gone through the back story that you have is able to get back on their feet. Now in a past session you’ve told me that when you were young and an upcoming wrestler you dedicated yourself on not being a drug addict like your mother right? But as your success grew in the APW organization as an undefeated wrestler your ego did as well and that led to all the late night parties and new experiments. This time around I’m sure you’ll do what’s right.

The camera views moves more away from Dr. Drew and more closer to the patients shoulder showing a glimpse of Dr. Drew talking in the corner.

Dr. Drew: So, I am proud to now inform you that the indefinite suspension ordered by the APW organization has been uplifted and you sir…have completed Celebrity Rehab. In the past you were a drug attic, now in the present you are a clean man. I ask now what do you have planned for the future?

All of a sudden “Im Different” by 2 chainz begins blasting over the PA system. The fan of Florida goes in an uproar as they sing along to the song knowing whose theme song that is. As the song continues to play out the camera slowly turns, zooming in, and revealing the face of former APW superstar, Anthony “The Future” Washington.

Anthony “The Future” Washington: The Future is Now!

Tony: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is the final Semi finals match of the Test for the Best tournament

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

As those female words of "Ignite" by Noisestorm, None Like Joshua & Veela begins to play through the arena’s sound system a purple-haired lady comes out from the backstage area with a black jacket draped over her shoulders. The fans gives out a rather mixed response to this woman they knew as one Robina Hood. As that voice continued to sing she walks to the top of the stage and throws her arms up high in the air, causing the jacket to fly off her shoulder and onto the floor. She proceeds to make her way down the aisle towards the ring. Some of the fans cheered, some booed and some of the younger members stayed nervously silent as the sometimes unpredictable female walked pass them. Suddenly a male voice began to sing, at a faster rate than the female voice that came beforehand, and as the voice sung Robina made her way to ringside. She was a bit slow to go over to the ring steps as the female's eyes were darting about, as if checking to see who is in attendance.

Tony: Introducing first…from Sherwood Forest…weighing in at one hundred thirty-two pounds……ROBINA HOOD!”

She walks up the ring steps, halfway across the apron and steps into the ring as the song continued. Once in the ring Robina turned around a few times to see the audience but when 'watch me ignite' goes through the system, the female spins 270 degrees and punches the air, getting a louder yet still mixed reaction from the people in the arena. Miss Hood then heads off to the corner, as her theme slowly dies down, and leans her back against the corner while awaiting the arrival of her opponent.

West: Earlier tonight, Robina defeated Jace Savage

Beckett: And if I remember correctly, she stole that victory.

The haunting and brief vocals of Tina Malia penetrate the arena through its sound system and the crowd erupts into a mixed reaction as "Nothing Has Been Broken" by Bassnectar rips throughout the arena, followed by neon strobes swaying through the crowd. Their reaction only grows louder as Aubrey J. Parker steps out onto the ramp, standing with a hand on her hip, and the other hand clutching that unopened, leather black box she carries as she surveys the masses.

West: Aubrey has a big advantage here, she was in the first match tonight, so she’s had lots of time to rest

Beckett: One thing we know for sure, who ever wins this match, will have to face CJ Gates in the finals.

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, though the undertone of boos follows shortly after. She steps into the ring and hands the timekeeper the black box, whispering some kind of warning to him before she makes her way to the turnbuckles, hopping onto them, looking out into the audience with a smirk, showing very little reaction toward those in the crowd, regardless of if they heckle or support her. She climbs down from the turnbuckles and leans in the corner, waiting for action as her music fades.

TEST FORTHE BEST SEMI FINAL

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Robina Hood Vs Aubrey J Parker


The bell rings and Robina runs and takes Aubrey down with a double leg and gets on top of her and begins punching her. AJP rolls Robina over, gets on top and then starts punching her. The two roll ring under the bottom rope and to the floor. Robina is quick to take AJP in the eyes and then irish whips her into the ring barrier. Robina runs at her and AJP backbody drops her over the ring barrier and into the crowd. The referee exits the ring and follows the girls as AJP hops over the ring barrier.

West: I hope they know that they can only win in the ring.

Beckett: I hope the fans are smart enough here not to get between these two

The two exchange blows as they battle their way through the crowd. Robina grabs a drink from a fan and throws the liquid into AJP’s face, blinding her for a second before kicking her and giving her a suplex on the concrete.

West: That can’t feel good for Parker.

Beckett: I hope that wasn’t beer that Robina just wasted.

Robina pulls Aubrey up by the hair and pulls her back to the ring barrier and tosses her over. Robina hops over and the ref does as well. The ref tells the girls to get back in the ring. The ref slides in and starts to count the girls out

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Robina takes AJP and throws her into the ring steps.

3......4.....

Robina then grabs AJP and scoop slams her on the outside.

5......6.....

Robina rolls back into the ring

7......

AJP slowly is getting up

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AJP is using the ring to get up

9.....

AJP rolls back into the ring.

West: Aubrey almost didn’t make it.

Beckett: Robina was half a second away from going into the finals.

Robina stomps on AJP then lifts her up and throws her into the corner. Robina runs and AJP gets her elbow up. Robina backs up and runs again and AJP gets her elbow up again. Robina stumbles back and AJP runs out of the corner, taking Robina down with a STO. AJP covers
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Kick Out

AJP pulls Robina up by her arm, twistes it and hits Robina with kicks to the torso. While still holding the arm, AJP puts Robina in a hammer lock, then rams her shoulder into the turn buckle. AJP then grabs Robina and Northern lights suplexes her out of the corner, bridges for the cover
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AJP lifts Robina up and chops her. She then throws Robina into the ropes, puts her head down and Robina catches her with a DDT! Robina slowly rolls AJP over
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West: If Robina can pull out the victory here, it will be huge. Possibly the biggest win of her APW career.

Robina rolls AJP to her stomach and gives her a jumping knee drop to the head. Robina stomps on the back on AJP’s head and turns her over. Robina then stands on AJP’s hair, grabs her arms and pulls her up, trying to rip AJP’s hair out of her head. The ref counts to 4 and Robina releases it. She lifts AJP up and throws her into the ropes and nails AJP with a big dropkick. Robina covers
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Robina picks AJP up, throws her into the ropes and catches her in the sleeper hold. AJP tries fighting it as she reaches for the ropes. Robina brings her down to the mat. The ref gets in position, checking for any choking. AJP continues to fight and she’s slowly fading away. The ref raises her arm and it falls

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He raises it again, and again it falls

2........

West: If it falls this time, its over

Beckett: And Robina heads on to the finals!

The ref grabs the arm, raises it and drops it. As it falls, AJP lifts it back up. AJP fights to her feet, puts her head under Robina’s chin and falls to her ass with a jaw breaker. Robina falls back and both girls are lying on the mat. The ref starts counting

1...2..3...4...5...6...7..8...

Both girls are up. Robina goes for a punch, but AJP blocks it and comes back with punches of her own. She then Irish whips Robina into the ropes and lifts Robina up and drops her with a flap jack. Robina gets back to her feet and AJP kicks her in the gut and then hits her with a leg lariat. AJP covers
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AJP pulls Robina up and gives her a standing kick to the head. Robina staggers around and drops to a knee. AJP goes for her running super kick, but Robina bends backwards, Matrix style. AJP misses and as she turns back, Robina is there with her Pendulum short-range lariat finisher!

West: The EXECUTION!!!

Robina quickly goes for the cover
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Beckett: AJP just got lucky!

West: Tough break for Robina.

Robina can’t believe it. She looks at the ref and then exits the ring.

West: Where is she going.

Robina grabs a steel chair, folds it up and slides into the ring with it.

Beckett: She does realize that she can get disqualified right?

Robina stands in the ring with the chair. The ref is trying to talk to her. The ref tries to grab the chair and Robina shoves him out of the way. AJP is up and Robina swings the chair at her head, AJP ducks and AJP then superkicks the chair into Robina’s face. The chair hits the mat and Robina does as well. AJP is trying to regroup as Robina is slowly making her way up to her feet. Just as she does, AJP goes for A running, leaping, snap Reverse STO and hits it onto the chair.

West: THE MAKEUNDER! ITS OVER!

AJP Covers
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Beckett: How did Robina find the strength to kick out.

West: Its Test for the Best, you always dig deep and find a way.

AJP is shocked. However, AJP doesn’t let this phase her. She gets up and slowly pulls Robina up to her feet and throws her into the corner. AJP runs and eats a boot from Robina. Robina grabs AJP and sits her up on the top rope and hits her with a couple of punches. Robina climbs up, hooks AJP up and Superplexes her off the top rope to the middle of the ring. Robina flips over for the cover
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NO! Kick out.

Robina gets up and is getting ready for another Execution. AJP slowly gets up, not sure where she is. Robina goes for the big lariat, but AJP ducks it, grabs Robina in a waist lock. Runs towards the ropes with her, they bounces off and AJP rolls Robina up in a O’Connor roll.
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Winner and advancing to the finals: Aubrey J Parker [/center]

AJP is quick to exit the ring. He music hits and the ref goes out of the ring and raises her arm in victory.

West: What a match this turned out to be. AJP is heading to the finals to take on CJ Gates. What a match that should be!

Beckett: A great effort by Robina here tonight.

Robina is in the ring, upset that she lost. AJP heads up the ramp as she continues to celebrate and we go to a commercial for the the Rasslemania IX DVD and Blu Ray

[President Jeff]

Ferrari: The following contest is a GRUDGE MATCH!! Introducing first..."The Revolution CHAMPION!" RRRED SCCCORRRPPPIOOON!!

The Red Scorpion walks out to the stage through a cloud of red smoke. He walks to the front of the stage and extends both arms and gives the crowd two thumbs down...because they suck. Scorpion pulls a microphone out of his pocket.

Red Scorpion: The greatest president of all times is Theodore Roosevelt...I will recite for you now...from memory...His speech “The Man in the Arena"

It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, and comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.

The crowd boo’s loudly.

Red Scorpion: I refuse to walk down the ramp tonight amongst people who boo Present Teddy Roosevelt. I don’t want there to be a chance that your filthy hands will touch me.

The crowd boo’s even louder.

West: They don’t like him and he doesn’t like them.

He steps close to the front of the stage and pulls out a controller and pushes the button, a jet pack on his back turns on and he flies to the ring, instead of flying straight there, he takes his free and grabs the microphone and begins to serenade the audience...

Red Scorpion: I believe I can fly! I believe I can touch the sky! Think about it every night and day!

The crowd boo’s louder at Scorpion’s singing.

Red Scorpion: I don’t have to entertain you people!

Scorpion lands safely in the ring. He takes off the jet pack and his ‘Hitman’ shirt...Scorpion likes hockey. He has many interests that are above the taste of the average fan or wrestler.

He does some prep jumps and jumps really high because of his superior athletic ability. He wipes his boots and is ready to fight!

Ferrari: And his opponent, The EMMERRRALD AAASSSSAASSINN!!

"Darling Violetta" plays as the lights dim to an emerald green. The Emerald Assassin runs down the ramp at full sprint and leaps into the ring under the middle rope. Once in the ring he rolls to his feet and poses fists at his waist.

Harris: Emerald Assassin is in over his head, Red Scorpion came in as a Champion and has been untouchable since.

Red Scorpion Vs. Emerald Assassin

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(GRUDGE MATCH)[/center]

Red Scorpion is hurrying to pull something from his waistline as EA stands keeping his arm raised for the fans approval. As EA turns around, he stops in place as the referee calls for the bell. The match under way but EA is staring at Red Scorpion as he holds a green rock on the flat opened palm.

West: I guess that's suppose to be..Kryptonite?

Harris: Well it was absent from "Man Of Steel" but maybe Emerald Assassin shares the weakness? He looks scared!

West: No..I don't think a car crash could stop Emerald Assassin, he's a SUPER HERO!!

Moving towards EA with the rock in hand, Red Scorpion smiles and grips the rock, whipping it down and looking to bust EA with it but Emerald Assassin ducks and twirls around and delivers an overwhelming punch to the face of Scorpion. Again he swings a fast paced arm and claps Scorpion with another closed fist blow. The rock falls to the canvas and the referee grabs it and drops it to the outside of the ring.

Socrpion throws a leg kick and quickly leaps up and hits a Spinning Back Kick and drops EA. As Emerald raises off the canvas, Red Scorpion hits the near ropes, jumping and spring boarding up into a Moonsault, catching EA with a Falling Reverse DDT. He immediately goes for the pin but as the referee drops to make the count, Emerald Assassin kicks out. Up on his feet, Red Scorpion rips EA up by his mask and lifts him quickly with a Gutwrench but converts it to a Falling Neckbreaker and the fans instantly roar into Boos.

Harris: Ohh! Very Nice!

West: Crisp creative execution from Red Scorpion, hopefully Emerald Assassin can match it.

Harris: In the real world, Super Heros just don't come out the victors. He's got NO CHANCE!

Lifting EA to a sitting position, Red Scorpion whips two kicks to his body. One to the back and EA arches forward as Scorpion spins in a reverse spin and swiftly kicks EA's chest and it slaps him back hard against the canvas. Instantly as EA lays on his back, Scorpion flips and nails a standing Shooting Star and hooks the leg as the referee drops for the count.

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Getting up, Scorpion pulls EA with him and as they reach their feet Emerald Assassin shoves Scorpion back. Out of nowhere Emerald Assassin rockets off his feet at Red Scorpion and cracks him to the jaw with a Superman Punch! Scorpion's jaw twists as his mask bends from the jolting blow. He crumbles into the canvas like a man who lost every bone in his body.

West: Good Lord! Superman Punch! That rocked Red Scorpion!

Harris: He didn't see it coming and I'm not too sure Emerald Assassin thought it'd land as cleanly as it did either.

Hurrying to position, EA drops a Falling Headbutt into the midsection of the downed Red Scorpion. Scorpion flinches and grabs at his stomach as he rolls away. Getting to his feet, Emerald Assassin steps over and grabs a handful of Scorpion's mask and pulls him to his feet. He whips in some Knife Edge Chops to the bare chest of Scorpion. Stumbling back with each chop, Red Scorpion backs into the corner turnbuckles and that's where EA clobbers him with a splash like flying forearm.

Propping Red Scorpion up onto the top turnbuckle, EA moves his legs to the outside of the ropes on each side of the turnbuckle before climbing up in front of Scorpion. He raises Scorpion up and lifts his Super Rival up with a Superplex but turns the move into a Top Rope Jackhammer and comes down hard on top of Red Scorpion, hooking the leg to move it from the ropes as the referee slides in to make the count as the fans erupt in cheers.

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Thr..KICKOUT!!

Harris: Oww! I thought that was it for sure! For small guys they are putting on a clinic in there!

West: I couldn't agree more, these two are entertaining the world right now.

Pulling Scorpion up with him as he rises, Emerald Assassin pounds down a clubbing arm across his rival's back. Red Scorpion bursts out from his grapple and eye gouge's EA before quickly launching him over the top ropes to the outside. The fans call for foul as boos ring out throughout the arena. As the referee gets in position and begins counting EA out, Red Scorpion breaks into a dash across the ring. He springs off the far ropes and comes running towards where Emerald Assassin is pulling up to his feet.

Scorpion flies, zipping over the top ropes in a slow motion looking front flip and comes crashing down on the ring side floor mats as Emerald Assassin moves out of the way. The crowd erupts from their excitement of the high risk move giving damage to the hated Red Scorpion.

West: Ha! How often does someone miss that big? That hurt. Can't pretend that pain..

Harris: Who's pretending? Wrestling is REAL!

West: Umm..Yeah but they're Super Friends? Well not friends but Super Hero and Villain? Everyone knows Wrestling is real, other sports are just jealous cause we have no Off Seasons Here!

Pain racing up his spine, Red Scorpion landed hard on his butt. He pops up just from the jolt still throbbing through him. Emerald Assassin snatches him and drops him with an Impact DDT to the fans praise.

West: His Finisher! His SUPER POWER! Get him in the ring, PIN HIM!!

Harris: Sucks he can't just pin Red Scorpion and teleport inside the ring...That'd be a Super Power!!

Getting to his feet in a rush, Emerald Assassin tries to lift the dead weight of Red Scorpion but getting him inside the ring is proving difficult. Finally getting him on the ring apron, EA pushes Red Scorpion as the referee gets to 7 on the count. EA props up on the apron himself as Scorpion lays on his back right inside the ropes. Using the ropes to help his spring, EA leaps up and bounces off the ropes, hitting a Senton Splash. He slides, turns and crawls to Scorpion and goes for a cover.

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After the kickout, EA looks at the referee and scans him up and down to see if he is a Villain as well. The ref raises his hands up to show his innocence. Red Scorpion uses the ropes and drags himself trying to exit the ring again. Half way hanging off the ring Scorpion gets before EA turns his attention back to him. Standing up, EA walks over and ducks under the middle rope and reaches out to grab Scorpion's mask that is technically outside the ring.

The fans begin ripping the soundwaves with echoing Boos as Red Scorpion reaches down and grabs that green rock he brought into the match early on. As Emerald Assassin grabs the red mask and pulls, Scorpion twists around and goes to wack EA with it over the head. Emerald Assassin spots it quickly, grabs and stops the swinging hand and the rock. EA waves a single finger at Scorpion saying "No Way" before he tosses the rock to the side and pulls Scorpion into the ring.

West: He tried cheating! That Villain! Good thing our Super Hero on Duty is quick visioned!

Harris: Oh that's so boring! The good guy always sees it coming, blah, blah, blah! This guy sickens me!!

EA pulls in Red Scorpion and executes another Impact DDT, this time inside the ring and this time he is able to make the pin attempt.

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The fans screaming, cheering for Emerald Assassin as Tony Ferrari makes it official.

Ferrari: YOUR WINNER....EMMMERRALD ASSASSIN!!

His music plays but the crowd is deafening as they continue to celebrate his victory. He leans against the ropes and looks out around the arena at his screaming fans. Enjoying the moment, defeating his Arch Nemesis! We go to a commercial for Overdrive on July 11th

[President Jeff]

Tony: Our next match is scheduled for one fall. Our first competitor in this grudge match come to you out of Possomgrape, Arkansas. He weighs in at three hundred forty-five pounds and stands six foot, seven inches tall. Ladies and gentlemen... BUCKSON GGOOOOOOOOOCCCHHH!!!!!!!

The twangy strums of "Four Rusted Horses" starts and Buckson Gooch walks out, he looks around and soaks in the cheers. He lifts his large right arm and points from the high left to the high right. He pops his neck and glares at the ring. He walks to the ring without taking his eyes off of the ring. Gooch slides under the bottom rope and sits in the corner. He wipes his nose with his bare arm and grabs the top rope and pulls himself up. He snarls his nose, uses his finger and clogs his left nostril and fires a snot rocket to ringside...and then does the same with his left. He twists and pops his back...same serious look on his face...and he is ready for war.

Harvey: Gooch looks like he's ready for some action tonight and I for one have been looking forward to this match.

Chase: Me too, Darren! Tommy Knox has been a thorn in his side for weeks now and we finally get to see them in action tonight.


Harvey: One on one action I must add! I just hope that this new Black Hand will stay out of the ring and let these two get it on.

Tony: And the opponent, coming to you out of Long Beach, California. He weighs in at two hundred forty pounds and stands six foot, three inches. He is the American Highlife... TOMMY KKNNNNOOOOXXXXXXX!!!!!!

The guitars begin to sound as "American High" by Machine Head plays over the arena. The lights dim and the entrance stage fills with smoke as bright green and white strobe lights flicker over the arena. The guitars in the intro begin to scream heavily as it echoes over the arena. A bright white light shines from the entrance way as the silhouette of a man stands there. The guitars then begin to play heavy as Tommy Knox walks out from the back and out into the open. He stands there on the stage for a moment with his arms by his side as he looks over the arena before moving his body with the music and banging his head. He then begins to walk down the aisle as a loud voice fills the arena.


"I was that kid sittin' over
in the corner,
smiling with a shit-eating
grin
And I was that kid smilin' in
the back of class
'cause I'm fryin' on mescaline
I was that kid drinkin' 40's
on the bleachers
getting drunk after school
Gettin' home too late,
fallin' on my face,
way too drunk to skate
and actin' a fool"

The song continues to play over the arena with power as Knox slowly approaches the ring. He then slides into the ring and climbs to his feet. He walks around the ring for a moment just before walking over to the corner and looking over the crowd once more. He then climbs the turnbuckle and holds his arms out looking above pumping his fist with the music. He then jumps down and spins around facing the center of the ring by the time he lands on his feet. Bouncing back and forth staring across the ring in the opposing corner Knox prepares himself as the music slowly begins to fade.

Harvey: The fans here seem to dislike Tommy Knox no matter what arena we're booked at.

Chase: This battle has been building for months now, ever since Knox turned his back on Gooch after they came up short in a bout for the tag team championships.

Harvey: Knox has attacked him numerous times from behind and tonight they finally get to climb in the ring with one another.

Chase: It looks like the ref is ready to call for the bell and kick this match off.

DING!!! DING!!!

Harvey: Let's get it on!

GRUDGE MATCH

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Buckson Gooch Vs Tommy Knox


Knox and Gooch slowly walk to the center of the ring and stand face to face. Gooch looks down at Knox with anger in his eyes as Knox looks up at him with a smirk of cockiness on his face. Knox then holds his arms out to his side and taunts Gooch and out of nowhere gets shoved back a couple of steps. Knox quickly regains his footing and then walks to Gooch and pushes him back a few steps. Gooch then walks back to Knox's face and pushes him. Knox wastes no time and lunges forward with a right hand and misses as Gooch leans back. Gooch then grabs Knox by the arm and throws him to the ropes. Knox bounces off the rope and comes back at Gooch only to get knocked out of his boots with a powerful clothesline. Knox slams the mat sending an echo throughout the arena as the fans pop with cheers.

Chase: He's going to feel that in the morning.

Knox is slow to climb to his feet as Gooch walks over to him and grabs him by the back of the head. He then lifts Knox in the air and drives him into the mat once more with a big powerslam. Knox rolls around the mat in pain as Gooch climbs up and brushes his hair from his face with his hand. He then walks over to Knox and kicks him while he's down as the fans in the background cheer him on. Gooch grabs Knox by the head once more and pulls him to his feet only to catch an elbow in the stomach. Knox then delivers another elbow to the mid section and knocks the air out of Gooch. Knox then runs to the ropes and bounces back, nailing Gooch with a flying body splash. The two roll across the mat as Knox goes under the bottom rope and crashes to the had floor on the outside.


Harvey: That's just sloppy wrestling on Knox's part.

Chase: One thing I have noticed about Knox in the ring is that he will put himself on the line to take someone out.

Knox slowly gets up on the outside as Gooch rises in the ring. Gooch looks to the outside and see's Knox arguing with fans behind him as the flood him with boos. Gooch then climbs to the outside and grabs Knox by the back of the head while he isn't paying attention. Gooch then throws him into the barricade with impact and does it again. The fans pop with cheers as Gooch does a number on Knox. He then throws him back in the ring, under the bottom rope and climbs in himself. As Gooch moves in, Knox gets to his feet and rushes at Gooch, taking him down with a single leg takedown. Knox then climbs on Gooch and delivers a series of punches to Gooch. Gooch blocks them as best he can before getting an opening and wrapping his arms around Knox's body. Gooch then headbutts Knox and pushes him off. Gooch then climbs on top of Knox and beats him with a series of punches. Knox tries to fend them off but doesn't have much luck as Gooch connects with a powerful right hand and slams his head into the mat. The ref then pulls Gooch off of Knox and separates the two.

Harvey: Gooch isn't taking it easy on Knox. It's time for him to return the favor of relentless attacks week after week.

Chase: Looks like the ref is stepping in now. Knox is a lucky man because I didn't see Gooch letting up anytime soon.

As the ref holds Gooch back, Knox regains himself and slowly staggers to his feet. The ref then gets out of the way as Gooch charges towards Knox only to get tripped up with a drop toe hold and slams into the mat face first. Knox doesn't hesitate and kicks Gooch while he's down and then hooks him with a single leg crab. Gooch yells in pain as Knox applies the pressure. The ref checks with Gooch who refuses to give up and fights through the pain. He then breaks free from the hold and crawls away as Knox gets up and mocks him while he's down. Knox then grabs him by the hair and pulls him to his feet. Knox squares him up and nails him with a hard right hand quickly followed by a left to the gut. Knox then runs to the ropes behind Gooch and comes back, slamming Gooch's head into the mat with a running bulldog.

Harvey: Knox looks to be making a comeback.

Knox gets up and drags Gooch over to the ropes and places his left leg on the bottom. He then springboards off the rope and comes down on Gooch's knew with a hard leg drop. Gooch yells in pain as the ref pulls Knox away from Gooch. Knox pushes the ref out of the way and grabs Gooch and pulls him up. He then throws Gooch to the ropes but he falls down before making it due to the impact on his knee. Knox then runs and kicks Gooch in the back of the head with a drop kick. Knox gets up and taunts a little bit before turning his back to Gooch. Taking advantage of the situation, Gooch pulls Knox's legs out from under him and sends him straight down to the mat, face first. Gooch then slowly climbs up as well as Knox. The two lock eyes for a moment as Knox lunges forward with the attack. Gooch catches Knox's arm again and this time follows up with a knee to the stomach. Knox bends over in pain and Gooch picks him up and plants him into the mat with a powerbomb. The fans cheer as Gooch recovers and stomps on Knox's knee as he's down. Gooch then picks Knox up only to dodge a punch from the fallen Knox. As Knox falls forward, Gooch prepares himself as he looks to Knox's back. Knox then turns around and gets met with an unexpected lariat. Knox flips through the air as it takes him off his feet and crashes to the mat below.


Chase: This match keeps going back and forth.

Harvey: Well, right now it seems to be going in Gooch's favor.

Chase: I hope it stays in his favor. I hate Tommy Knox!

As Knox is down, Gooch goes to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle. He then leaps and hits the fallen Knox with a moonsault. The thud soars through the arena as the fans cheer Gooch on. Knox rolls around in pain as Gooch is slow to get up. Gooch then grabs Knox by the head and pulls him up. This time he wraps his arms around Knox and lifts him in the air with a powerful bearhug. Knox struggles to fight the pain as Gooch applies more pressure.

Chase: Crush him Gooch!!!

Knox continues to try and break loose from the hold but Gooch doesn't let up. The ref moves in to check on Knox who refuses to submit. Knox then begins to kick his feet and catches the ref with one in the face. Knox notices the ref in pain with his back turned to the action as he holds his face. Knox then pokes his thumbs in Gooch's eyes and blinds him. Gooch refuses to release the hold as he applies more pressure, blinded. Knox then bites down on Gooch's nose as blood begins to trickle from it. Knox then headbutts Gooch between the eyes as hard as he can. Gooch lets go of Knox as the two both fall to the matt in serious pain from the headbutt. The ref notices the two down and regains himself and begins to count.

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TWO...

THREE...

FOUR...

The two slowly begin to climb to their feet as the count continues.

FIVE...

SIX...

Gooch makes it up first as he stumbles for a moment. Knox then stands completely up and the two stare across the ring at each other. The two then lock up and struggle with one another for a moment before Gooch overpowers Knox and throws him across the ring into the corner. Knox rolls into the corner as Gooch moves in and pulls him to his feet. Gooch then turns Knox around and slams his head into the turnbuckle a few times before the ref moves in to break the hold. As the ref forces himself between the two's upper bodies, Knox kicks his foot back and catches Gooch with a low blow that the ref was blind to. Gooch falls back and the ref drops down to check on him. Knox then begins to take the cover off the turnbuckle, revealing the hard metal beneath. He tosses the cover out of the ring and turns around to face Gooch and the ref. Knox then leans back against the turnbuckle, hiding the uncovered metal and plays opossum.

Harvey: What is he up to?

Chase: I don't know but he's waiting for Gooch to make a move I guess. The turnbuckle is bare metal. This is going to get ugly.

Gooch slowly begins to get up as the ref aids him. Gooch then see's Knox in the corner, appearing to be hurt and regaining his energy. Without hesitation, Gooch runs at Knox full speed and swings at his head with a powerful right hand. At the last second, Knox drops down and rolls out of the way. With momentum behind him, Gooch can't stop himself as his forearm collides with the bare metal turnbuckle. As it connects, Gooch yells in pain and begins to hold his right forearm. The ref moves in to check on Gooch and see's the bare turnbuckle. He then runs over to Knox and begins warning him about disqualification but can't prove that Knox did it since he didn't see it. The ref continues to talk to Knox as Good leans against the corner in pain from a possible broken forearm.

Chase: Did you just see that?!?!?

Harvey: I did! Knox just set Gooch up for a serious injury to himself.

Chase: I hate him more and more each time I see him in the ring. This is ridiculous.

The ref continues to argue with Knox. Out of nowhere, Knox grabs him by the back of the head and throws him out of the ring. The ref crashes on the outside as Knox rolls out of the ring himself.

Harvey: He has no respect for authority!

Chase: I think he may have just cost himself the match.

Harvey: What is he doing now?

Knox walks over to the announcers table and grabs an empty chair and folds it up. He then tosses it in the ring and walks back over to the ref. Knox checks on the ref and slaps him in the back of the head a few times until he awakens. Knox then rolls him back into the ring. Reaching under the ring, Knox pulls out a can of black spray paint and then rolls in the ring under the bottom rope. Gooch continues to rest in the corner holding his arm in serious pain. Knox then picks up the chair and walks over to Gooch. The fans begin to boo heavily as Knox draws the chair back and swings with all his strength. Gooch raises his arms up to protect himself as the chair slams into the injured forearm. Gooch falls back against the corner that holds him up. Knox then takes another swing and plants the chair into Gooch's forehead. The ref then calls for the bell.

Chase: You've got to be kidding me?!?!

Harvey: If Gooch's arm wasn't broke before, it is now!

DING!!! DING!!!

Gooch falls belly first to the mat as the ref signals for the bell. Knox then turns to the ref and chases him out of the ring with the chair. Knox takes a swing but barely misses as the ref slides under the bottom rope. Knox then looks over at Gooch and runs at him and jumps. He comes down on the back of Gooch's head with a leg drop with the chair underneath. The sound echoes throughout the arena as the fans begin to boo and throw trash in the ring.

Harvey: This is just tasteless!

Chase: What's he doing now?

Knox gets up and grabs Gooch by the arm and drags him to the center of the ring. He then turns him belly up and grabs the can of spray paint off the mat. Knox then bends over and begins painting on Gooch's belly as the fans boo loudly and continue to fill the ring with trash.

Harvey: What is he writing?

Chase: I don't know but he better hurry up and finish because help is on the way!

The fans pop with cheers as Evan Envi runs towards the ring from backstage. Knox hears the fans reaction and looks up. He then drops the paint can and exits the ring on the opposite side of the entrance rampway. Envi slides in the ring as Knox climbs over the barricade and backs his way through the fans keeping an eye on the ring. Envi goes to help Gooch and notices the paint across his chest and stomach. He then stands to his feet and looks at Knox in the crowd making his way to the back. The two stare at each other for a moment before he tends to Gooch and the camera gets up close, revealing what has been painted on Gooch.

Harvey: Evan Envi?

Chase: That's what it says. I think he's calling Envi out!

Envi continues to assist Gooch as the camera pans in only to see "Evan Envi" written across the front of Gooch's injured body. The EMT's then come to ringside from the back and assist Gooch as the fans boo Knox making his way through them with his eyes still on the ring. Knox motions his hands around his waist as if he wanted a shot at the title. Envi stares back for a brief moment before assisting the EMT's and getting Gooch to safety.

Chase: If that's what I think it is then Knox has officially called out our Overdrive champion, Evan Envi.

Harvey: This doesn't look good for Gooch. His arm appears to be really injured. Tommy Knox disgusts me!

As the EMT's and Envi assist Gooch, the bell sounds once more before the official outcome is announced.

DING!!! DING!!!

Tony: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner by disqualification... BUCKSON GOOCH! [/center]

Harvey: This is just horrible. Tommy Knox has single handedly wounded The League by taking out a member.

Chase: If you didn't hate Tommy Knox before, I'll be willing to bet that you despise him now.

Harvey: While our medical staff get Gooch the attention he requires, lets go backstage for the time being.

The EMT's continue to assist Gooch as Envi looks on, furious. The fans sit in silence as the look on in the ring. Knox finally makes his way through the crowd and disappears and we go to a commercial for the next Asylum show on July 14th

[President Jeff]

Tony Ferrari: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the North American Championship. There will be no count outs and no disqualification.

West: Where did that stipulation come from? The odds have just been stacked further against The Guv’nor.

Harris: It means The Guv’nor has to pin Victor Hades. His champion’s advantage is gone, he can’t walk out of this one or resort to illegal tactics to sneak away with the title.

West: I’d think those would be the last ideas on The Guv’nor’s mind; if he even entertains them at all.

The arena is smothered in darkness as the house lights drop down, only the flicker of a few lighters offering a puncture in blackness. The Megatron lights up and displays the words to the following voiceover.

One day some of the kids in the neighbourhood carried my mother’s groceries all the way home. You know why? It was outta respect.

Respect

Respect

Respect

The sound of the track penetrates; it’s the sound of a siren accompanied by the lyrical flow of UK Apache as ‘Original Nuttah’ introduces itself.

New name, mon:
The original nuttah
Take heed and take check

This continues as the siren wails and the arena remains in complete darkness. Forty seconds and strobe lighting effects kick in, all multi-coloured and psychedelic-like, matching the tempo of the MC’s flow, slowly building up the anticipation in the crowd.

Bad boys inna London
Rude boys inna England

Around 1:20, as the drum beat kicks, strobe lighting effects and dry ice smother the stage as the jungle music and MC kick into full flow.

Mi are di nuttah
Original madmah madmah mad nuttah

Out steps The Guv’nor his arms aloft, and the North American Championship belt around his waist, as he basks in the positive crowd reaction. The Guv’nor watches on with joy as he witnesses the frenzied dance orgy. The in-house crowd turn the event into a full on rave as The Guv’nor marches down to the ring.

Ferrari: Introducing first: Hailing from the East End of London, weighing 228lbs, he is the current North American Champion...THE GUV’NOR!!!

The Guv’nor slides into the ring and tosses his shades into the crowd as he climbs the turnbuckles, tapping with his hand the ‘MADE IN HACKNEY’ legend on his t-shirt, and lifts the title into the air. He climbs down as the music fades, readying himself for his opponent.

West: He’s been champion for 98 days, a record that is unparalleled in the history of the North American Championship. For some he is the greatest North American Champion there has ever been, but in nearly 100 days of dominance, The Guv’nor’s title has never been as under threat as it is tonight.

Harris: You’re right, Shane. He’s come through some ordeals, he’s survived matches that I never believed he could. But tonight he faces The Devil incarnate. I don’t think anything or anyone could prepare The Guv’nor for Victor Hades.

The silence of the crowd stirs around the atmosphere of the arena as it suddenly becomes disturbed by the sound of a horrific and deafening scream, a white mist begins to seep through from the ramp way, its swirling life source, only to cast itself lovingly into the air and towards the stage. The crowd looks on worried, each and every face being filled with simple fear as their hearts beat rhythmically with the bright-sensitive flickering lights of death… a sickening blue light only to swoon over the crowd. Just as any search light does when picking sight of its criminal… another one only to follow it in its quest. Suddenly a large circle of fire arises in a quick counter-clockwise motion, before exploding upwards as a tall dark figure appears within the center of the flames. Followed just seconds later by the pounding beats of "Murmaider II: The Water God" performed by Dethklok, as it blares across the helpless PA system. Exhaling calmly he moves casually down the ramp way with the bright white light behind him, as he slides into the ring in a black t-shirt with his logo design across the front clinging securely to his masculine frame.

Ferrari: Introducing the challenger: from Los Angeles, CA; weighing 260lbs, making his return to Action Packed Wrestling....VICTOR HADES!!!

Stepping to the center of the ring while overlooking the crowd disgusted, he lowers his head and brings his fists over his face. As the lights remain dim rain begins to descend from the rafters over the ring, within that moment Hades whips his head back extending his arms with a scream as all four turnbuckle posts are lit up by the explosive pyrotechnics as they erupt. Holding his arms held high with clenched fists, while he then lowers his arms and calmly exhales turning to the stage awaiting his opponent...

West: He is a twisted, sociopathic, violent menace. It’s been nearly three years since we heard or saw anything of Victor Hades, but he remains as nightmarish as ever.

Harris: The look in his eyes is chilling. You can smell the fear in this place. He’s doing his best to hide it, but I think even The Guv’nor looks uncomfortable.

APW North American Championship
The Guv’nor (c) vs. Victor Hades
No count outs, No disqualifications

There atmosphere is electric as the noise of the music fades away to the sound of the crowd and the smoke from the pyrotechnics disperses, revealing two juggernaut personalities, two fearless warriors of the squared circle. The Guv’nor and Victor Hades stare across the ring at each other, moving closer to one another with purposeful steps. The ref moves in to give them a dress down, lets them know his expectations, but neither man deviates from the intense glare he has fixed on his enemy. The background to all of this is a swell of noise. The crowd love The Guv’nor and chant his name, but they are excited about the return of Victor Hades. It seems nostalgia can repress the most fearsome memories of the deeds Hades is capable of.

West: You can cut the tension between Guvnor and Hades with a knife. It’s so intense.

Harris: There’s a lot of posturing. Two proud men, two massive egos; neither of these will back down.

West: But somebody has to make the first move here.

The bell rings and the stare down turns into each man circling the other. It looks like they are about to come together in a clinch, but Guvnor takes up a boxing defensive stance and continues to shimmy around Hades. The veteran gets on the front foot and walks straight into a snappy jab from Guvnor. Hades shakes it off and presses forward, taking another back foot jab from the champion. Guvnor stays on the move, on the back foot, trying to fend Hades off with jabs, then he lands a right cross and looks for an uppercut with his left, but Hades is alert to it, weaving out of the way and grabbing Guvnor by the throat. Hades tightens his grip and starts to back Guvnor towards a corner, but the champ counters with a punt to the knee, then explodes into a savage combination of punches, probably seven or eight in total, the final blow a left hook that puts Hades down on his ass. The crowd explodes as Guvnor backs away, even throwing in an ‘Ali Shuffle’ for the benefit of the crowd.

West: The Guv’nor showing off the skills he developed as a bare knuckle boxer in London’s East End.

Harris: That was a sublime flurry, it would have finished off most Heavyweight pugilists, but look at Hades he’s getting right back up.

West: He’s just shaking it off.

Hades gets to his feet, wipes away the trickle of blood from his mouth, looks at it on his hand and smiles. Guvnor doesn’t waste any time now, he presses forward, landing three jabs, then winding up the big haymaker, but Hades counters with a knee to the gut. Hades takes the double over by the arm, looks like he’s going to Irish whip him, but instead drags Guvnor straight into a back elbow to the face. The champ flops down to the mat, Hades stalk around him.

West: He may have been out of the ring for three years, but Hades looks fit, he looks sharp, and most worrying, he looks hungry.

Harris: Three years of exile will do that to you. Victor Hades is angry, and tonight all that anger gets spilled over The Guv’nor. I bet Sienna absolutely loves it.

Guvnor starts to rise, Hades grabs him with both hands and violently launches him through the turnbuckles so that Guvnor’s shoulder collides with the steel ring post. Hades pulls Guvnor out of the ropes, gives him vicious forearm smash to the face, then ties him up in the ropes with the Tarantula.

West: Remember, no disqualifications in this match, so this is all perfectly legal.

Hades slides down the pad on his right leg, exposing his knee. He rebounds off the opposite ropes, charges back at Guvnor and nails a Tiger Feint Kick-style knee to the back of the head. Guvnor flops forward, and there is a nostalgic pop from the crowd.

West: Sin-ical Behaviour!

Harris: Victor Hades has lost none of his speed by the looks of it.

Guvnor gets to his feet, but as he turns Hades slingshots onto the top rope and nails a springboard clothesline on the champ. The excited crowd pop again.

West: I can’t remember the last time, if ever, we heard a crowd cheer someone taking it to The Guv’nor.

Harris: I think this crowd are just so pumped about the return of Hades.

Hades gets to his feet and surveys the crowd; there is an angry expression written across his face. Hades walks across to the ropes and starts screaming abuse at the fans. Not all of his words are picked up, but there is a bitterness in his expression and he demands over and over ‘WHY ARE YOU CHEERING ME?’

West: Victor Hades doesn’t seem to appreciate this crowd’s welcome at all.

Slowly the cheers turn to boos as Hades continues to hurl abuse towards the audience. Hades turns to Guvnor and kicks him hard in the face as he tries to get up. Hades grabs Guvnor by the hair and turns his face to the crowd, screaming over and over ‘CHEER ME NOW!’ Hades then starts to pummel Guvnor with a barrage of hard rights, ending the assault by slamming Guvnor’s head down hard on the mat. Hades stands up and one of the microphones pick out him taunting ‘ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?’ The crowd rain down the boos on the challenger.

This distraction serves to allow The Guv’nor to steady himself, and by the time Hades is finished taunting the crowd and gaining his heat he is caught off guard as Guv’nor floors him with an explosive burning lariat. The crowd pop the move, and start up a chant for the champ as he rolls to the corner and uses the ropes to drag himself to his feet. Hades gets to his feet, Guvnor charges him down with a shoulder block. Hades is up again, this time Guvnor plants him with a body slam, rebounds off the ropes and nails a jumping fist drop. Guvnor makes a cover...

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West: The Guv’nor needs to keep the pressure on here; I’m not sure just how strong Hades’ match stamina is.

Harris: I agree in part, Shane. I think if Guv’nor is going to win this match, he needs to try and get it done early. I believe the longer this match goes, the less likely Guvnor is to leave with his feet still attached.

Guvnor pulls Hades to his feet and lifts a knee into his gut, then grabs Hades by the head and gives him repeated elbow smashes to the face. Hades backs away onto the ropes, Guvnor charges in and takes them both over the top rope to the outside with a Cactus clothesline. However as they hit the floor, Hades lands safely on his feet and grabs the ropes for support; Guvnor lands awkwardly, jolting forward and slamming face first into the crowd barricade. Hades wastes no time as he runs in and plants a punt into Guvnor’s ribs.

West: That looked like a nasty bump to the head; the momentum has reversed.

Harris: With Hades in control, the end could be nigh.

Hades lifts Guvnor to his feet and slams him face first into a ring post, then Irish whips him across into the next one. As Guvnor bounces off, Hades charges and tackles him into the ring steps. There is sympathetic groan as the sickening sound of flesh colliding with metal at a rate of knots echoes through the arena. Hades gets to his feet and grabs Guvnor, delivering a sickening spinebuster onto the ring steps. Not satisfied with that, Hades picks Guvnor up once more and delivers another spinebuster onto the steel. Guvnor cries out in pain, but Hades shows no empathy, lifting the champ a third time and delivering a third, the most brutal of the set.

West: That’s quite simply vicious from Victor Hades!

Harris: I’ll be amazed if Guvnor is able to stand up again after that.

Guvnor rolls off the steps clutching his back, but Hades isn’t about to let get away easily, stomping down hard on Guvnor’s back as he crawls away. Hades heads to the commentator’s table and starts pulling away the upper layer, then he rips out the small monitors installed.

West: Hades is taking apart our work station; what dastardly plan does he have here?

But Hades is caught off guard as Guvnor springs from his position and tackles him into the side of the table. There is a pop from the crowd as both men bounce back and remain down for a few seconds. Guvnor uses the announce table to drag himself back to his feet, grabs one of the dangling TV monitors and slams it into the side of Hades’ head as he gets back to his feet. Guvnor leans back against the commentator’s table, using it to support his weight as he winces with pain.

West: A sickening blow from Guvnor, and he may have knocked a few more screws loose inside the head of Hades.

Harris: I’m not sure there are any left to be loosened.

West: Well whatever, but Hades is getting back to his feet, and he doesn’t look steady.

Guvnor grabs Hades by the hair and nails him with a stiff right cross to the face. He backs off and when Hades starts to rise runs in for a kick, but Hades catches Guvnor’s foot, lifts and drills him with another spinebuster, this time onto the thin layer above the concrete on the outside. Guvnor buckles on the impact and twists away, holding his back and groaning with agony. Hades stands over Guvnor and slowly applies pressure with his boot to the spine of Guvnor, who begins to scream out with the pain. Hades suddenly releases the pressure and Guvnor’s body relaxes with the release of the immense tension. Hades smiles and turns away, grabbing a folded steel chair.

West: Good God, he’s got a weapon, and it’s no disqualification!

Harris: This could be over real soon for The Guvnor.

Hades slams the chair against the floor, emphasising its menace and stalks Guvnor, completely unaware as he slowly struggles to a vertical base by pulling on the ring apron. The hunger and the desire is all over Hades face, he’s licking his chops like a starved dog waiting for his dinner to be served. Guvnor gets to his feet, turns and-

CRACK!

West: Good God! The sickening sound of steel buckling over a man’s skull! The Guv’nor may be out cold, he may be finished here – for good!

Hades looks down at his fallen opponent and slides the chair under the bottom rope. Hades bends down and lifts Guvnor, calling for a nearby cameraman to get a good close-up of Guvnor’s face not shrouded by a crimson mask of his own blood. Hades screams into the camera “THIS IS YOUR CHAMPION! TAKE A GOOD FUCKING LOOK!”, then lets Guvnor slump face first down to the floor. Hades then plays to the crowd, gaining as much as heat as we’ve heard all night. Ten seconds or so elapse before Hades grabs Guvnor and rolls him back into the ring. Hades follows and makes a cover...

West: This has to be, I think The Guvnor is out cold!

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The crowd roars as Guvnor throws up a shoulder.

Harris: How did he-

West: I think even Hades looks surprised about that!

Hades is up on his haunches and runs his hands back through his long hair. He stands and lifts the Guvnor, doubling him over with a knee to the gut. Hades locks in a double underhook and looks for a powerbomb but on the rotation Guvnor swings through and lands back on his feet, connecting with a snap savate kick. Hades stumbles back a few steps, Guvnor explodes at him and nails the running chokehold STO.

West: CHRONIC AGGRO! And Guvnor can keep this choke in place as long as he likes.

And that’s exactly what he does, trying to choke the life out of Guvnor. Hades flails desperately, connecting with a few punches to the head of Guvnor, but his grip is unrelenting. Finally Hades jabs a thumb into Guvnor’s eye and that breaks the hold. Hades rolls away, breathing hard on his hands and knees, feeling his neck. Both men get to their feet, Hades charges Guvnor and swings an arm, but it’s ducked. Guvnor with a toe kick tries to set-up the Gypsy Kiss, but Hades counters into a fireman’s carry, then throws Guvnor back first onto the top turnbuckle. Guvnor gives out an audible cry of pain on impact, bounces off and hits the mat hard.

West: Once again Hades targeting the injured back.

Harris: Very smart move, that’s Guvnor Achilles heel here.

Hades places Guvnor’s neck on the bottom rope and driving a knee into Guvnor’s low back, Hades grabs the bottom rope and pulls it towards him, locking Guvnor into a sort of modified choking camel clutch. Guvnor growls with the pain and the ringside cameraman gets in a nice close-up of Guvnor’s gurning face. After twenty seconds of this hold Hades lets go. Guvnor is still slumped over the bottom rope, so Hades leaps slingshots over the top and hits a guillotine leg drop.

West: Oh man! The snap on that! Guvnor would have felt the impact right down his spine.

Harris: I don’t think we have ever seen anybody physically dominate The Guvnor like Victor Hades tonight. The Champ looks in a lot of trouble right now.

West: You’re right Dick. He’s bleeding from the head, his back has been tortured, and every question he has asked Victor Hades has had the answer for.

Outside the ring Hades has set up a table. He looks for Guvnor but sees he has crawled towards the middle of the ring. Hades slides back into the ring and grabs Guvnor, dragging him towards the ropes. Hades lifts Guvnor with a fireman’s carry and tries to toss over the top rope onto the table, but Guvnor grabs the top rope to counter. After a struggle Hades lets Guvnor slides off his shoulders to the mat. But as Guvnor turns Hades nails him with a big boot that sends Guvnor over the top rope and onto the apron- Guvnor hanging onto the top rope by his fingertips. Hades rebounds off the opposite ropes and flips over the top rope, grabbing Guvnor’s head and pulling down with a flying neckbreaker through the table on the outside. As the table shatters into pieces the crowd explode and chant:

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

West: Victor Hades and The Guv’nor have destroyed that table!

Harris: Oh my God, Shane: there’s blood and bits of wood and broken bodies everywhere.

West: Hades may have just taken them both to the depths of Hell itself!

It’s a good while before either man starts stirring, and the director covers the spot with multiple replays from multiple angles. Hades gets to his feet, but he stumbles towards the crowd barricade and needs to use it for support; Guvnor uses the apron to get back to his feet and slowly roll back under the bottom rope. The ref courteously checks on The Guvnor, who waves him away and crawls towards a corner. Hades has regained his senses and climbs back into the ring; the ref tries to check on his but Hades pushes him away.

West: How both of these men have got back to their feet after this I’ll just never know.

Hades marches straight for Guvnor, dragging him to his feet into a waistlock. Hades tries to German suplex Guvnor, but the latter counters with two back elbows, releasing the hold. Guvnor then swings his hips and connects with an elbow smash to the head. Hades falls back onto the ropes and rebounds straight into a knee drop bulldog!

West: THE LONDON DROP FROM OUT OF NOWHERE! This could be it!

West says as Guvnor drops to cover Hades...

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Crowd pop, not wanting to see the end. Guvnor is up on his knees, selling disbelief. After a few seconds Guvnor lifts Hades and slams a knee into his gut, then looks again for the Gyspy Kiss (Gator Roll Reverse Neckbreaker), but it’s countered into a fireman’s carry and into a Samoan drop. Hades quickly lifts Guvnor and locks him into a half nelson, delivering a snap suplex, then makes a cover...

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Guvnor throws up a shoulder.

Hades gives Guvnor a few shots to the face, then makes another cover, but this time it’s kicked out of quickly. Both men are up on their feet and trade a few blows. They both hit the ropes at the same time, charge back at each other and Hades looks for a big clothesline. Guvnor ducks though and rebounds again off the ropes, but Hades has him scouted this time and cuts him off with a sickening running STO with huge impact. Another cover...

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Shoulder up!

West: There’s a look of frustration creeping into those menacing eyes.

Hades lifts Guvnor pushes him into a corner, then hits a running shoulder thrust to the midsection. Hades lifts Guvnor into a seated position on the top rope, then climbs, pulling Guvnor into a butterfly hold.

West: Hades- what’s he got planned here!

Harris: We’re about to hear the Echo of Eternal Darkness.

Hades turns them around 180 degrees so that now Hades has his back to the audience. He’s about to go for the top rope Pedigree when Guvnor counters with a back body drop- Hades hits the mat hard.

West: A huge counter by The Guv’nor because that would have been it.

Harris: But what’s he doing now!

Guvnor steadies himself on the top rope, then lets fly hitting a rare top rope splash onto Hades. The crowd roar with approval. Guvnor hooks back the legs...

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West: HE KICKED OUT! SOMEHOW HADES KICKED OUT!

Guvnor slowly gets to his feet, but he looks sluggish. He tries to lift Hades but gets nailed with a low blow. This gives Hades his window to plant Guvnor with an evenflow DDT. Hades moves across to the turnbuckle and climbs to the top rope. He gives a pose for the crowd then flips backwards looking for a moonsault knee drop.

West: FROM HEAVEN TO HELL-NO! GUVNOR ROLLED AWAY!

Hades rolls away clutching his knee. He gets to his feet after a few seconds and hobbles straight into a Gypsy Kiss from Guvnor. The crowd cheer believing this is the end. Guvnor gets across and hook back the legs...

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Hades explodes out of the cover. The director cuts to a shot of Guvnor whose head slumps with despair. He slowly tries to push himself to his feet, but it finding it visibly difficult. Hades uses the ropes, still hobbling, but he gets across and kicks Guvnor in the ribs. Hades lifts Guvnor and tries to whip him into a corner, but Guvnor counters with a drop toe hold, bringing Hades down face first onto the bottom turnbuckle. Guvnor starts to climb the top rope.

West: He’s going up again. We don’t see this very often from The Guv’nor, but to do it twice-

Harris: It’s desperation, Shane! Hades has pushed Guvnor way out of his comfort zone.

Guvnor takes a long time steadying himself on the top rope, and just as he is about right there is an explosion of inferno pyrotechnics at the top of the ramp. The surprise causes Guvnor to slip and straddle himself on the top rope. Hades is soon up after him and nails the top rope Pedigree.

West: THE E.E.D.!!!!

But the huge impact of the move has blown out Hades’ knee again and he rolls away clutching it. Guvnor is motionless on the mat and after 3-4 seconds Hades crawls across and makes the cover...

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West: WHAT NEXT! What can we possibly see next from these two warriors?

Harris: I thought the impact of that move was going to shatter the ring- how did Guvnor kick out!

West: We know he is one of the toughest bastards to grace the Meltdown ring, but I thought he was done there. It thought it was over and we had a new champion.

Hades shoots a look at the referee, then grabs a couple of handfuls of his own hair. Hades stands up with authority and lifts Guvnor onto his shoulder, walking him across to the corner and plonking him down on the top rope. Hades starts to climb, but Guvnor punches him a couple of times, then nails a headbutt that knocks Hades down. Guvnor leaps off the top, grabbing Hades in a mid-air headlock and landing safely on his feet, then connects with the Gypsy Kiss for a second time. Guvnor covers...

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NOT QUITE!

Hades just about gets something off the mat.

West: TWICE! HE KICKED OUT OF THE GYPSY KISS TWICE!

Harris: I don’t think Guvnor can beat Hades- What else can he give!

Guvnor looks at the ref who keeps two fingers firmly held up. Out of frustration Guvnor stands up and starts appealing with the ref, but official maintains his stance that it was a two count. As Guvnor continues to argue Hades rolls him up from behind into a school boy...

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West: So close!

Harris: That was a very tired kick out.

West: I think the agitation is showing in how Guvnor is berating the official here.

Both men get to their feet and trade blows. Hades goes for the big clothesline, but Guvnor ducks, kicks him into the gut and hits the Gator Roll Reverse Neckbreaker

West: GYPSY KISS! HE GOT IT!

Guvnor scrambles over Hades and hooks the legs...

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Winner: The Guv’nor

West: HE DID IT! The Guv’nor did it!

Harris: I don’t believe it, Shane!

West: What an effort by this man! What courage and commitment! What a match!

Ferrari: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match and STILL North American Champion......THE GUV’NOR!!!

“Original Nuttah” blasts through the arena. The Guv’nor is utterly spent and is propped up against a turnbuckle. The referee hands him the title, but he is barely able to lift it above shoulder height. There is a tremendous noise from the crowd. E.M.T.s blood the ring to attend to the two men. Hades pushes them off as he climbs to his feet.

West: It took THREE Gypsy Kisses to keep Hades down for a three count- what kind of supernatural force is he?

Harris: And he is still the last man standing.

Victor Hades stands up after losing his match with the Guv'Nor and turns to look at the nearby referee who had called the match straight down the middle. The referee looks squarely at Victor, who grins in a distinctly disturbing manner.

West: I don't like the look in Hades' eyes right now.

Harris: Looks like Victor is about to get some payback on the ref for failing to anoint a new champion tonight!

Hades, slowly but surely, begins to edge his way to the referee who begins to whimper, and plead, but Victor is hearing none of that. Victor pushes the ref through the ropes and to the outside where the referee falls on his back, and quickly gets back only to scurry toward the entrance ramp with Hades in hot pursuit.

West: I really don't think this is what Ms. Harrison brought Hades here for....

Harris: Yeah, but this ref has it coming. I mean clearly, Hades deserved the championship more than the Guv'Nor did tonight.

The ref trips and the fans let out a gasp as Hades catches up to the referee. Hades stands there, tilting his head to the side and grinning maliciously at the referee who tries valiantly to crawl away from the beat of a man. The fans in the arena begin to boo as Hades toys in a demented fashion with the referee, pulling him back by his legs, and then allowing him to crawl nearly to freedom before pulling him back.

West: Where the hell is security! This is getting out of hand!

Finally, after a few seconds of playing around, Hades grabs the man's legs, and pulls him closer to himself before picking him up by the neck. The fans boo as Hades looks around, the grin never having left his face grows wider as he is about to choke slam the ref on the entrance ramp. That is until the lights go out.

Harris: Did someone forget to pay the utility bill?

West: I don't know, but I'm glad no one has to see that ref get accosted by Hades tonight.

In the darkness, Hades can be seen standing eerily still while still holding the ref by the neck, and then in a vibrant display of white light the whole entrance ramp ignites and comes to life. "Bring It" by Trapt begins to play as Hades drops the ref and stares into the bright light, a lone figure stands in the light, motionless, and seemingly observing Victor. As the guitar begins to riff the light extinguishes and all of the lights in the arena come back on. Standing in front of the ref, who has been crawling to escape from Hades, stands....

West: It's Nick Watson! The Sensational One is here!

The fans have ignited a "Watson" chant as both men stare at each other intensely. Hades is curious about Watson and tilts his head to the side as his grin disappears, while Watson grins as he stares at Hades with no fear in his eyes. Watson begins to walk forward until he and Victor are face to face, the height difference isn't very evident, but in terms of width Hades clearly has the advantage.

Harris: Didn't this guy run away from APW six months ago? Why does he have to come back now to ruin my fun?

West: I don't know why Watson is back, but Nick clearly saved the referee from Hades' wrath here tonight.

Nick glances back at the referee as Hades begins to growl in frustration at being interrupted. Nick nudges his head, telling the ref to "get the hell out", and he doesn't need to be told twice as he makes a b-line to the backstage area. In his wake, twelve security men come to separate Nick and Victor before something happens. All the while neither man fights security to go at each other, instead Nick, and Hades never break eye contact. The scene goes to commercial on Nick being pushed backstage while Hades waits to head backstage with at least half-a-dozen security personnel.

We go to a commercial for the next PPV, Shockwave, taking place on August 25th

[President Jeff]

Ferrari: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is the Test for the Best Finals Match!

The fans are on their feet as Tony Ferrari makes this announcement, but the cheers turn to boos as
the haunting and brief vocals of Tina Malia penetrate the arena through its sound system and the crowd erupts into a mixed reaction as "Nothing Has Been Broken" by Bassnectar rips throughout the arena, followed by neon strobes swaying through the crowd. Their reaction only grows louder as Aubrey J. Parker steps out onto the ramp, standing with a hand on her hip, and the other hand clutching that unopened, leather black box she carries as she surveys the masses.

Ferrari: Making her way to the ring first, weighing in at 130 pounds, from Pleasanton, California, representing the New Sindicate, Aubrey J. Parker!

Harvey: The fans are none too happy with the fact that AJP has fought her way into the finals. Still, she has overcome both of her New Sindicate running buddies, Logan Alexander & Christian Kane, in the first round, and dispatched Robina Hood in the second to make it here to this point!

Beckett: It doesn’t matter if the fans like the fact that AJP got here or not, her run in this tournament has been darn impressive! I think she’ll be the first Mega Star from Sunday Night Raab-A-Mania to win the tournament!

Harvey: First off, it’s Asylum. I refuse to recognize the self-indulgence of the mad German, Stefan Raab. Secondly, if AJP’s going to win here tonight, she’ll have to get through C.J. Gates to do so! That’s no small feat!

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, though the undertone of boos follows shortly after. She steps into the ring and hands the timekeeper the black box, whispering some kind of warning to him before she makes her way to the turnbuckles, hopping onto them, looking out into the audience with a smirk, showing very little reaction toward those in the crowd, regardless of if they heckle or support her. She climbs down from the turnbuckles and leans in the corner, waiting for action as her music fades.

A green hue fills the arena as "Writing On the Wall" by the Tea Party begins to play and the fans instantly jump to their feet, cheering loudly. C.J. Gates quickly makes his way out from the back wearing his trademark cowboy hat and his "Go Big or Go Home" T-shirt. He points out to the fans in attendance and smiles before making his way down the ramp, tagging hands with the fans along the side of it.

Ferrari: And her opponent, weighing in at 215 pounds, from Fargo, North Dakota, C.J. Gates!

Harvey: What a tournament C.J. Gates has had! He has eliminated all the other Overdrive wrestlers in this tournament, defeating Nathaniel Havok and Biggs in the first round, and overcoming AC Smith in the second! The fans are behind him, they want C.J. to win this match!

Beckett: Well want in one hand and spit in the other, see which one fills up first! This is AJP’s night, I can feel it!

Gates reaches the ring and slides in under the bottom rope before springing to his feet and climbing the nearest turnbuckle. He points out at the fans one more time before raising his arms in the air to another loud chorus of cheers. Gates pops off of the turnbuckle, handing his hat to a member of the ring crew before tossing his shirt into the crowd. The fans are on their feet, chanting “C.J! C.J! C.J!” at the top of their lungs, while AJP just rolls her eyes.

Harvey: This Orlando crowd is 100% behind C.J. Gates!

With both competitors in the ring, the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Test for the Best Finals
Aubrey J. Parker vs. C.J. Gates

The two rush right towards each other, showing no signs of taking it easy in their third match of the night. C.J. and AJP are trading punches in the middle of the ring, with C.J. getting the advantage. He winds up for a big haymaker, which AJP ducks, allowing her to get behind him and hook him in position for a Rolling Cutter! The fans gasp as she goes for a cover
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Harvey: AJP went for a homerun shot in the early goings, hoping that maybe, just maybe, C.J. wouldn’t have enough left in the tank after two brutal matches.

Beckett: Both of these competitors have already fought two matches tonight! Can you blame Aubrey for trying to end this one quick?

Parker just shakes her head as she pulls C.J. up by his, bringing him back to a vertical base. She grabs a hold of C.J.’s arm, wrenching it before following up with a couple of stiff kicks to C.J.’s torso, the echoes of which can be heard in the cheap seats! She gives C.J. a Snapmare takedown, followed up with a Soccer Kick between the shoulder blades! She is then quick to apply a Chinlock with Body Scissors! ”Do you give up, Golden Boy?!” Aubrey yells at the top of her lungs, talking smack to C.J.

Beckett: AJP is trying to take the fans out of this one by keeping C.J. grounded. She knows that even though he’s already been through two matches tonight, there’s little chance of C.J. giving up this early. Still, C.J. gets a lot of his energy, a lot of his motivation from feeding off of the crowd. If Aubrey can silence this crowd, and silence them early, it will only play into her favor!

C.J. gives AJP a couple of elbow shots to the thigh before grabbing a hold of her legs, and pulling them apart! Aubrey tries to maintain the Chinlock, but the fans are cheering loudly as C.J. manages to push himself up to a standing position, elbowing Parker in the midsection to break the hold! He shoots her to the ropes, and leapfrogs her on the rebound, connecting with a Dropsault on the next pass! With AJP down, C.J. goes for a Guillotine Leg Drop, connecting! C.J. goes for a cover of his own
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Harvey: That was barely a two count, but I think we’re going to see a lot of pinfall attempts from both AJP and C.J. here in this match! Conditioning is going to play a huge factor in this contest, and in determining who wins Test for the Best!

C.J. stays on the offensive, pulling Aubrey up and whipping her towards the corner, following up with a Stinger Splash in the corner! As Aubrey stumbles out of the corner, he jumps up and catches her with a Headscissors Takedown! Before he can go for the cover, AJP wisely rolls out of the ring. However, C.J. just gets to his feet, grabs a hold of the top rope and slingshots himself over with a Vaulting Body Press! This brings the fans to their feet, and draws a loud “C.J. Gates! C.J. Gates!” chant from the Orlando crowd! C.J. is fired up, pumping his fists as he pulls Aubrey up by the head, and rolls her into the ring, going for another pinfall attempt
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Beckett: Parker is wrestling a picture perfect match thus far, controlling C.J., keeping him on the ground, not allowing him to utilize his high-octane, high flying offense. If she can keep him on the mat, which plays to her strengths, then I think we’re looking at our Test for the Best 2013 winner right there!

Harvey: There’s no doubt that Gates’ strength is in the air. However, don’t sell him short just yet, Steve! We’ve seen Gates get out of worse pickles than this in the past!

Aubrey pulls C.J. back, wrapping her arms under his chin, transitioning into a Seated Surfboard Chinlock! C.J. grits his teeth in pain, while he tries to slip his hand in between Aubrey’s hands and his chin, trying to create separation. As Aubrey realizes that he’s trying to break her hold, she grabs a hold right back of his arms, and goes back to the Seated Surfboard Stretch! She begins rocking back and forth.

Harvey: Don’t tell me she’s going to try and lift C.J. into an Elevated Surfboard! Aubrey may be strong for her size, but she’s also only a buck-thirty soaking wet! C.J. has 85 pounds on her!

Beckett: C.J. isn’t used to having the size and strength advantage, but that’s not going to help him if AJP can get him up here!

In an amazing feat of strength, AJP rolls back, lifting C.J. for the Elevated Surfboard Stretch! The strain is evident, however, as her arms and legs are shaking as she holds C.J. up high! ”Ask him, ref! Ask him if he gives!” she yells out, loud enough for the fans to hear. C.J. yells out a defiant, ”NO!” while Aubrey struggles to keep him elevated! Her arms and legs continue to spasm as she continues to stretch out C.J. Gates!

Harvey: You can tell that AJP wants to win this bad, because she’s putting herself through heck just to keep Gates elevated!

As Aubrey puts all her energy into keeping Gates up, both of her shoulders slip to the mat, and the ref begins the count
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Harvey: C.J. looks to be targeting the head of AJP!

Beckett: Who does he think she is, Biggs? She’ll weather this storm, just you wait!

C.J. pulls Aubrey up by the head, giving her a couple of punches to the midsection before pulling her in position for his version of the Double Arm DDT, the Stamp of Approval. However, before he can apply the move, Aubrey slips out of the double underhook, twisting C.J.’s right arm, and delivering some hard kicks to the chest while still maintaining control of the arm! She then pulls C.J. in for a lightning quick STO, driving him into the mat! With C.J. down on the mat, she runs to the ropes and jumps up, springboarding off the center rope to nail C.J. with a Lionsault! She hooks both legs
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Beckett: What a beautiful maneuver from AJP! And she nails it!

AJP comes crashing across C.J. chest, and hooks the far leg
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Harvey: Aubrey J. Parker is in danger of getting herself disqualified, and with it, losing a shot at the Undisputed Championship!

Beckett: This is the Test for the Best Finals! I say let these two do whatever they want! We need to have a winner!

The ref reaches five, and steps in to pull AJP off of C.J., wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her off with great difficulty. AJP breaks the ref’s hold, and goes right back to C.J., kicking and stomping him while he’s down! Aubrey reaches down, grabbing C.J. by the head, and violently pulling him up to his feet! Aubrey attacks C.J. with some more kicks and punches, finishing her combination off with a Spinning Backfist that sends C.J. stumbling backwards into the ropes! Aubrey charges at the North Dakota Cowboy, but he responds with a Back Body Drop, sending AJP flying over the ropes! However, she has the wherewithal to land on the apron, but C.J. sees her, and gives her a stiff Forearm to the face! As AJP is stunned, Gates runs to the opposite ropes, and dives through the middle rope, Spearing AJP right off the apron to the arena floor! The fans are on their feet, chanting “AP-DUB! AP-DUB! AP-DUB!” as C.J. and Aubrey lay out on the arena floor!

Harvey: This could be the turning point in the match! Aubrey J. Parker has been in complete control thus far, but C.J. Gates pulled out the stops, and sacrificed himself to take AJP out!

Beckett: There’s no doubt that C.J. is wrestling on emotion, rather than logic! There’s just as many way for him to knock AJP off the apron without him going with her as well! He may have hurt himself just as much as he hurt Aubrey, if not more!

With both competitors on the floor, the ref begins the mandatory 10 count.

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AJP is barely moving, while C.J. begins to stir.

“3!”

“4!”

Beckett: What happens if this match ends in a Double Count-Out? Would both competitors get a title shot, or would we go into Sudden Death?

Harvey: Well, this contest is one fall to a finish, so it’s Sudden Death regardless. Still, you bring up an excellent question. It hasn’t happened yet, so I’m not sure if upper management even knows what they would do!

“5!”

“6!”

Aubrey is beginning to show signs of life, while C.J. is up to one knee. The fans are clapping in unison, trying to will their hero on!

“7!”

“8!”

C.J. is up, and he pulls Aubrey the rest of the way up, rolling her into the ring!

“9!”

C.J. slides into the ring himself, and goes for a cover
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Harvey: That spear really took a lot out of AJP! It was almost enough for C.J. Gates to win this match!

Beckett: Listen, AJP is as tough as they come, but the fact of the matter is that she is a very fit, a very thin female. She has less than 1 percent body fat, so she has no extra padding when she takes a fall like that! The fact that she was able to kick out is a testament to her intestinal fortitude!

CJ grabs a hand fill of AJP’s hair and lifts her up, hooks her arms and drops her with the double arm DDT. CJ rolls her over and then does a backflip into a legdrop across the throat of Aubrey. CJ covers
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CJ lifts AJP up and goes to throw her into the corner, but AJP reverses it and CJ runs up the corner and comes off with the Whisper in the Wind and misses. CJ lands on the mat hard and as he’s getting up, AJP grabs CJ, giving him a Leg Hook Saito Suplex!

Beckett: This has to be it. Aubrey Rarly does this move.

Harvey: C’mon CJ, Kick out!

Aubrey hooks the leg
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Beckett: NO!

Harvey: YES!

The crowd cheer’s for CJ as he still has fight left in him. AJP looks shocked, unsure of what else to do. AJP slowly lifts CJ back up and CJ kicks AJP in the gut and drops her with another double arm DDT.

Harvey: Another Stamp of Approval!

CJ rolls over to the corner, under the ropes and begins to climb to the top rope. He slowly gets up there, and AJP is still on the mat.

Beckett: C’mon Aubrey, move.

Harvey: If he hits this, it could be over and CJ becomes the first man to win this tournament twice.

CJ leaps off with his finish, the corkscrew moonsault into a senton bomb and connects. The arena erupts in cheers as CJ covers and the crowd counts along
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Harvey: WHAT! CJ has won many matches with that move.

Beckett: He’s never faced someone like AJP before.

CJ can’t believe it. All of a sudden, the crowd begin to boo.

Harvey: What’s going on?

Christian Kane runs down to the ring and hops up on the ring apron.

Harvey: He has no business out here.

Beckett: He has the ref distracted. Wait... Look who else is here.

With the ref distracted and CJ is as well now, Logan Alexander jumps the ring barrier from the crowd and slides into the ring. Logan spins CJ around, lifts him up in a fireman’s carry. He then drops CJ in a Belly to Belly piledriver.

Beckett: The Chaotic Evolution!

Logan grabs a motionless Aubrey and pulls her on top of CJ. Logan slides out of the ring and Christian hops off the apron. The ref counts
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Beckett: Unbelievable!

Harvey: What a finals this is. Both competitors not staying down.

Christian Kane jumps back up on the apron. He starts arguing with the ref. The ref is telling him to get off the apron. He’s not listening, thus the ref shoves him off. The ref goes outside the ring and tells Chrsitian to go backstage. At this point, Logan comes over and argues with the ref as well. As all this is happening, AJP lifts CJ up from the mat and CJ grabs AJP and drops her with a Shoulder Jaw Breaker. CJ covers and the crowd counts

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Harvey: C’mon ref, turn around!!!

Beckett: CJ has the match won

CJ gets up, looks around and see’s what’s happening. He’s yelling at the ref to get back into the ring. CJ then turns his attention to AJP who’s gotten up and she hits CJ with the Running, leaping, snap Reverse STO.

Harvey: The Makeunder!

With CJ on the mat, AJP locks in the Koji Clutch. Logan and Christian see this and they start heading to the back. The ref gets back into the ring and starts asking CJ if he quits, but CJ won’t.

Becket: Quit CJ, Quit!

CJ is reaching for the ropes as he’s screaming in pain.

Harvey: Don’t quit CJ. Fight it. Bring it home for Overdrive!

CJ is desperately trying to pull himself closer to the ropes. AJP puts on more pressure on the holds. CJ is reaching for the ropes and is close. The ref is checking on CJ. CJ continues to reach and then taps out.

Winner and the 2013 Test for the Best winner: Aubrey J Parker!

The crowd boo’s as Aubrey’s music plays and she releases the hold on CJ.

Beckett: Aubrey has just become the first female since Sally Talfourd to win this tournament.

Harvey: If it wasn’t for Logan Alexander and Christian Kane, CJ Gates would be a two time winner right now.

Logan and Christian come back to the ring and they celebrate with AJP. They lift her up on their shoulders and parade her around the ring.

Harvey: So now we know, Aubrey is going to be headlining Shockwave and against either Terry Marvin or Level One!

Beckett: And Aubrey also made history tonight by being the first Asylum Megastar to win this tournament!

The ref helps CJ out of the ring as Aubrey continues to celebrate with her friends.

Harvey: Coming up next, two of the greatest APW Megastars of all time face off for the Undisputed Title.

Beckett: Terry Marvin, defends his title against Level One, what is sure to be an epic encounter!

[President Jeff]

The scene re-opens backstage on Hannah Storm with microphone in hand.

Hannah: Ladies and gentlemen, I have a sensational treat for you all today as I present to you the newly re-signed Nick Watson!

All across the arena, the cheers of fans can be heard as the camera pans over on Nick Watson, who nods his head in an approving manner, and then looks down on the shorter Hannah Storm.

Nick: Hannah...APW...Sensationalites, thank you for the warm welcome.

The fans get even louder with "We Want Watson" chants as Nick grins and letting out a rather large sigh of contentment.

Hannah: Nick, what does it feel like to be back in APW after a six month absence, and if you could please elaborate why did you just disappear six months ago at Survive and Conquer 2013?

Nick nods his head and shrugs his shoulders before answering the question.

Nick: I can see that we are going to get right to the center of things? Alright, I like that.

Well to be honest Hannah, to be back in APW is a blessing, especially after what I did to them six months ago by just walking out the door without saying one word. To be back here...in front of these die hard APW fans and to have the opportunity to compete again for their entertainment and my pleasure is more than anyone could ever want. And I do hope that I can give them some form of satisfaction by competing up to their standards and by giving them an exciting show regardless of if I win or lose matches.

Nick pauses before he finishes answering the question, trying to word the second part of his answer in the best possible way before stating why he left.

Nick: As far as why I left...I can tell you it was multiple things, but the biggest thing of all for me was the fear.

Hannah: The fear?

Nick: Yes, Hannah. The fear of losing, the fear of not being good enough at what I do, and the fear of letting the people that I care for down by under-performing. These fears, crippled me, and effected me in such a way that I could barely compete at a standard level, let alone at a level that the fans, and the front office would deem as a truly"Sensational" level.

And when Survive and Conquer 2013 came around and all those big names were on the ballet...I freaked out. How could I, Nick Watson, come anywhere close to being good enough to compete in the same ring with them, let alone putting up a fight that could warrant me some level of acceptance in their eyes. Because they were right about me, Hannah.

The majority of them viewed me as a young upstart who just wasn't good enough, others called me a flare out, and others just deemed me as being completely and utterly un-sensational.

Nick nods his head and then takes a deep breath before continuing onward without any regret.

Nick: So...I ran. Like the stupid kid that I was, I allowed the judgement of others to effect my matches and my view of myself. My confidence...my heart...and everything I was just couldn't take the grind of being verbally berated and that is why I left. But I will tell you right now and I want you to look me in the eye.

Hannah looks into Nick's eyes and Nick laughs.

Nick: Not you, Hannah...the people at home and in the arena.

Hannah: Sorry...

She blushes, embarrassed, and Nick shakes his head with a grin on his face, and turns to look at the camera.

Nick: Leaving was the best thing that could have happened to me. Leaving allowed me to look myself in the mirror and face the demons of my own insecurity without any fear.

By defeating those demons that were deep inside of me, I began to finally realize something that I should have realized a long time ago, and that is I am "The Sensational One" and that the opinions and the judgement of those around me shouldn't matter. And that the only man who I should be worried about stepping in my way is myself.

Nick nods his head as Hannah Storm asks another question.

Hannah: Nick, I think now that you have answered that question, I think that the people at home would like to know where you have been all this time.

Nick smiles and nods again before replying.

Nick: After conquering my fears, and my own doubts, I went back into the Indy scene. Wrestling under many names as I returned to my roots and trained my ass off at my own pace to obtain some level of understanding of who I was as an athlete and a competitor. I quickly became known as fearless in several cities due to my daredevil attitude and my resilient approach to wrestling.

It garnered me respect and eventually it brought APW back to me. And when I sat down to sign my name on a contract for Meltdown, the man presenting me with the contract looked me in the eye, and told me that I was different. That something big had changed about me. Sure, I had put on some muscle, I joked. He told me that wasn't it, he said that my anxiety was gone. That the way I moved in the ring and outside the ring exubed some kind of confidence and fearlessness that he has barely ever seen before.

It struck me as odd that he would tell me that, but I brushed it off. Soon after, I was doing work-outs, meetings, and negotiations with the APW staff before finally stepping out on that entrance ramp to confront Victor Hades and save that referee from his grasps.

Hannah nodded her head and then brings her mouth to the microphone for the final question.

Hannah: Why did you come out to save the referee from Hades? I mean...I know that you wanted to save him, but Hades is not a man you want to step in the way of...

Nick: No, Hannah. He is exactly the man you step in front of.

Hannah: And why is that?

Nick: Because if you don't step in front of him and stop him from doing the sick things he does...then he will never stop. Tonight was only the start and there will be plenty of other nights where he will do depraved things and injure people. But tonight, he was stopped, and he looked into my eyes, and saw something that will stick with him for at least a little while.

Hannah: And what is that?

Nick: The lack of fear at stepping in his way to stop him from harming anyone else.

Nick hands Hannah his microphone and then walks off before she can question him any further.

We cut to a promo video for Terry Marvin Vs Level One


Ferrari: The following contest is the 2013 Test for the Best MAIN EVENT and it is for the APW Undisputed Championship!

''Almost famous'' by Eminem hits the PA system resulting in a stirring of the crowd. Several seconds later, Level-One steps out from behind the curtains cam corder in hand. He holds it up to his face and points it straight down at the ring before panning around at the rest of the crowd. As he walks down the ramp, he points the cameras in the faces of the fans whom are scowling with anger.

Ferrari: Weighing in at 263 points from Toronto, Ontario, Canada currently residing in Hollywood, California! He is the APW World Heavyweight Champion! Please welcome... Level-One!!!!

Level-One continues down the ramp and as the crowd boos he shouts over them into the camera - seeing it as the opportune time to create a blog for his Youtube channel on his way to the ring. He rolls under the bottom rope and sticks the video camera in the referee's face telling him that he's going to face hell from Hollywood if he doesn't do his job. With that he hands his title off to the referee and leans against the turnbuckle waiting for his opponent.

Ferrari: And his opponent….

IT’S SHOWTIME

The Lights in the arena Dim as the fans get to their feet with loud boos 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.

Ferrari: Coming down to the ring now 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

Chase: God, we’ve all been waiting for this one. The Sindicate implodes and we’re left with one of the most anticipated main events in the history of APW!

Harvey: Level One cashed in his briefcase and we’re ready for action!

UNDISPUTED TITLE MATCH

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Terry Marvin (C) Vs Level One


Level One grabs his title back and meets Terry in the middle of the ring. They Both hold up their titles and get in each others faces. The fans begin a dueling “Fuck You Marvin!” and “Fuck You Lester” chant as the electricity for this massive battle is built to the max. They both begin to mouth off to each other. As the bonified pissing match begins. Terry starts to back away with the title, but Lester reaches up and grabs it, not relenting. Terry tries to tug it away, but Level One pulls on it and won’t let go. He shakes his head at Marvin and says no. He mouths “This is MINE” Marvin smirks at him and shakes his head. He then looks at Level One and… SPITS RIGHT IN HIS FACE.

Chase: Now that was uncalled for!

Harvey: The emotion of these two guys going in is high! Who knows what’s going to happen?

Lester’s face flashes in fury as he drops Terry’s belt, but he charges at Marvin with HIS title! Terry ducks under and kicks Lester right in the gut. He grabs him looking for a quick Whiplash! Half the crowd boos while the other half cheers loudly!

Harvey: Whoa, this one could be over quick!

But Lester breaks out of it. Marvin charges right back and Level One hits him quickly with a hard kick to the gut. He pulls him up on his shoulders looking for a Darkness Shine right away. Again a loud mixed reaction from the crowd.

Chase: HERE IT COMES! NEW CHAMPION!

But Marvin slides back down behind him and drops him with a quick Edge-a-matic. He reaches up and hooks the leg.

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Both men are quick to their feet. Marvin runs at Level One and is caught by a high leaping Pele Kick that takes him down hard. Level One covers.

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Harvey: SUPER QUICK pinning attempts from these guys. They both know that the longer this match goes on, the harder this thing is going to be!

Both men once again are back to their feet. Marvin is right there with a hard right hand that connects with Level One’s Jaw and sends him stumbling back. Marvin is right back with a left that catches Level One squarely on the nose. Marvin backs up and comes with a hard knockout punch but Level One blocks it and hits a quick jab to his jaw, and another quick jab that keeps him off balance. He explodes with a Clothesline that Marvin jumps up and catches with a arm drag taking Level One down hard. Marvin goes for a leg drop that Level One rolls out of the way of and Terry connects hard with the mat. They get back up and Marvin charges Level One, only to get a massive back body drop for his trouble. Marvin rolls up and uses the turnbuckle as a crutch Level One charges but Terry leaps over him and looks for a sunset flip. Level One fights through it and instead drops with a punch to Terry’s head, but Terry slides underneath and gets to his feet same time as Level One. And the two glare at each other from across the ring as the crowd goes absolutely crazy.

Harvey: These two men know each other so well it’s scary.

Chase: That’s what happens when you work with a man for close to a year and have a Visionary Wrestling Tag championship with them.

They both look at each other and we see a smirk form on both their faces as they nod, acknowledging the challenge that lay in front of both of them. They then meet in the middle of the ring with a lockup. They jockey for position for a bit, Marvin trying to use his skill and Level One blocks with his power and uses it to gain leverage, shoving Marvin into the ropes, but Marvin uses his skill to turn Lester around and backs him into the corner. The Ref is there to break it up, but Marvin throws a hard right at Level One who returns it with a right of his own. The ref shoves Marvin back and Level One comes right at him and they tie up again. Marvin steps under for a hammer lock and Lester yelps in pain as Terry wrenches the arm up trying to pop the shoulder. Lester manages to use his power to break out of it and locks in an arm bar pushing down on Terrys shoulder trying to hyper extend his as well. Marvin slides out of it and goes with a waist lock. Lester is quick to break Marvin’s hands apart and goes behind as well, this time trying to lock in a full nelson. Marvin lets his arms go limp and slides out if it twisting into a drop toe hold. He runs for a baseball slide but Level One is out of it. Terry runs for a spinning wheel kick, but Level One catches Marvin hoists him on his shoulders and DRILLS HIM DOWN with a BIG running power slam.

Chase: That’s why Level One is a CHAMPION!

Harvey: Um… Marvin is a champion too…

Chase: Yeah but… you know what I mean, shut up.

Level One pulls Marvin back up and whips him into the ropes. But Terry holds onto the rope and drops to his back rolling to the outside to boos from the crowd. He backs up and taunts Level One from the outside. Level One rolls to the outside and gives chase. Marvin catches him with a kick to the gut and slams his head onto the ring apron. He goes for another but Level One catches him with an elbow right on the bridge of the nose and slams his head down on the apron. He then whips Marvin hard into the ring post! Marvin leans against it as Level runs for a big Boot. Marvin dodges to the side at the last second and Lester’s foot SLAMS into the steel. Marvin rolls in and out of the ring to break the count at 6. He then grabs a rising Level One for a suplex onto the steel steps. Lester swings his legs and falls back down to his feet. He hits a knee to Marvin’s gut and snaps him down to the floor. He pulls him over to the announce table and sets him up for a suplex.

Harvey: NO NO NO! We need that!

Chase: Get OUT of the way Darren!

Level One lifts Marvin Vertically. But Marvin gets a hand free and rakes Level One’s eyes and spins himself to land behind Marvin. He then shoves him from behind hard SHOULDER first into the ring post. The ref’s count is up to 8 so Terry rolls Level One in and slides in himself right before the ref threw both hands up for the 10 count. Terry pulls Level One up and hooks him for a Side Effect. Level One throws two elbows to the back of Terry’s head. He adjusts a bit and hits a MODIFIED Back Breaker on Terry!

Chase: Terry just had to roll in the ring and leave Level One down and out and he would have won the match. Better yet… just stay out of the ring and it’s a count out, and he KEEPS the title!

Harvey: I think this thing has gotten so personal that Terry TRULY wants to DEFEAT Level One, not just hold the title.

Chase: Well, that may have just cost him there.

Level One is back to his feet and glares down at the Undisputed Champion before looking at all the fans with pure rage in his eyes. The crowd showers boos down on him as he yanks Marvin up by his hair. He screams in Marvin’s face before clobbering him with hard forearms to the back of the head. He shoves him in the corner and unleashes with body blow after body blow! He pulls Marvin out and whips him hard into the ropes. On the rebound, he grabs him for a BIG spinebuster! Level One rolls Marvin over face down, runs to the ropes and comes back leaping high in the air with a Double Knee drop right across the back. Marvin kicks in pain and holds his back but Level One rolls him over and hooks the leg.

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Level One is quick to his feet and Grabs Marvin’s legs. He whips him around and sits back in a Boston Crab. Again the crowd is extremely mixed but Level One has a huge smile on his face as eh stretches Marvin in ways that no man should ever bend. Marvin screams in pain as the ref is right there asking him if he wants to submit. Marvin shakes his head and pushes himself up using his elbows. He crawls to the ropes and reaches out, coming just a few inches short! Hi places his head on the mat for a second screaming before one last burst of strength he grabs the bottom rope.

Harvey: Terry’s back has taken a beating already. How much more of this punishment can he stand?

Chase: I hope it’s a lot for his sake, cause Level One doesn’t look like he’s done anytime soon!

Level One kicks away at Marvin’s back as he tries to pull himself up. The ref is there to shove him off, but Level One pushes him away and goes right back after Marvin. But Terry sees it coming and throws a HARD Elbow into the gut of Terry Marvin and turns with a forearm to the chest, then a right hand. Marvin seems to be building momentum when Level One grabs him and PLANTS him hard with a Belly to Belly Suplex in the middle of the ring. Marvin rolls around in pain holding his back. He pulls Marvin back up and hooks him in a front face lock. He lifts him vertically and parades around the ring to more boos from the crowd before leaping in the air and DROPPING with a hard suplex. He makes the cover.

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Level One seems a little frustrated as he pulls Marvin back to his feet and whips him into the ropes. He charges as Terry rebounds and nearly takes his head off with a vicious Big Boot. He then runs and Kicks a downed Marvin hard in the side of the head before pulling him groggily to his feet, holding him as he tells the crowd “THIS IS YOUR CHAMPION?” Level One visiously kicks him in the gut and drops him on his head with a mean looking DDT! He covers.

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Chase: Level One is on fire here, but can’t quite seem to put the champion away.

Harvey: He’s trying to do what nobody in APW has been able to for over a year and that’s PIN the Undisputed Champion! He’s gonna have to do more.

Level One slams his hands on the mat. He grabs the ref by the collar to boos from the fans and DEMANDS that he count correctly next time. HE yanks up Marvin… Shoves him in the corner and hits a couple vicious elbows. He then sets Terry on the top turnbuckle and climbs up himself. He gets Marvin in position for a SUperplex, but Terry slams elbows in the side of the head of Level One. Level One answers with knees to the gut and tries to lift Marvin. Terry answers by bring his leg up hard between Level One’s and then re shifts and leaps off with a TOP ROPE SIDE EFFECT! The crowd breaks out in cheers for the move, but the boos are definitely mixed in as well.

Harvey: WOW amazing counter by Marvin, but both men are down right now.

Chase: Marvin’s been pummeled for the last few minutes, but that last act of desperation really took Level One out! And these two are certainly pulling out all the stops!

Harvey: History and the Undisputed Championship are on the line here.

The ref begins his count as neither man seems to be getting up to his feet.

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Marvin begins to roll and use the ropes to get up. Level One sits up and shakes his head to clear out the cobwebs as he starts to get to his feet.

Harvey: It looks as if we’ve almost reset here Johnny, this thing is FAR from over!

Level One gets to his feet and turns around as a crouching Marvin explodes with a spinning wheel kick! He favors his back as he gets to his feet just in time to see Level One getting to his! He explodes with another spinning wheel kick. Again he struggles to get to his feet and catches a rising Level One with hard chops to the chest reeling him back into the ropes. Marvin whips Level One into the ropes and catches him with a big Belly to Belly suplex and crawls over for the cover.

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Marvin pulls Level One back up and sends him hard face first into the turnbuckle HE grabs his arm, wrenches it and then goes to the outside, holds Level Ones arm above the top rope then DROPS to the floor as Level One’s arm and shoulder rip off the rope and he stumbles back holding his shoulder. Marvin is right in there and takes him down with a single arm DDT! But he doesn’t let go and instead turns it into a modified arm Bar pulling on Level One’s arm hard trying to separate the shoulder!

Harvey: Marvin is bouncing back here trying to show why he is the APW UNDISPUTED CHAMPION!

Chase: But there’s no way he’s at 100 percent after the beating given to him by Level One!

Level One uses all his power and crawls over to the ropes. Marvin breaks the hold then stomps the hell out of Level One’s shoulder and head as the ref is there to push him back. Terry shoves him off and runs over mounting on Level One’s back and pounding on him with hard elbows and forearms to the back of the head until the ref has to pull him off again. The ferocity in Marvin’s eyes shines through as he pulls up Level one and delivers a HARD rolling DDT. He pulls him back up and whips him into the ropes scooping him up for a sidewalk slam. HE hooks both legs for the pin.

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Marvin is back to his feet and yanks Level One up to his. He pulls him by the hair to the corner as the crowd rains down boos. He slams Level One’s head off the turnbuckle hard, then again, and again. He gets to 5 as the crowd chants along and then lets go. Lester stumbles out and swings wildly at Marvin. Terry ducks under and grabs both of Level One’s arms and hits the YOU’RE CANCELLED! He covers!

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Chase: WHOA!!!! I thought Level One was a goner there. And Marvin is pissed… He thought he had him for sure.

Harvey: These two guys are giving it everything they possibly can in this match and at this point they’ve got to be wearing out!

Marvin kicks the bottom rope in frustration then glares down at Level One. He screams at him “THIS IS OVER LESTER! OVER!” He pulls Level One up, grabs his arm and leaps up putting his leg across Lester’s neck and trying to drop for the Performance Anxiety… But Level One somehow powers Marvin back up as he has the choke locked in. He’s got him on his shoulders in a modified powerbomb position, but Terry strikes away with hard fists as the two men stumble back into the ropes and their momentum carries them over and they crash down to the floor on the outside!

Harvey: Marvin went to end it all right there, but you can’t count out the power of Level One!

Chase: These two are going to end up killing each other.

The ref begins his count as both men slowly get to their feet. They begin exchanging lefts and rights as the crowd heats up. Marvin throws a haymaker that Level One ducks and shoves Marvin into the baracade. He then charges and clotheslines Terry over the fencing and to the crowd. The ref’s count continues.

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Chase: UH OH! These guys had better get their asses in gear right now as the Ref is already to SIX!

They continue brawling in the crowd as Terry slams Level One’s head on the baracade. Level One elbows him in the gut and returns the favor. He tosses Terry over the baracade next to the announce table!

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Chase: OH NO!

Harvey: You’ve got to be kidding me! After all this, we end with a count out?

DING DING DING!

Terry and Level One both look up at the sound of the bell and charge the ring sliding in. But it’s too late as The ref has already made his decision. The crowd boos loudly chanting “This is Bullshit.” Paige is in the ring right now with the mic.

Paige: Ladies and Gentlemen… the referee has determined that this contest will end as a result of a double……

Terry rips the microphone away from her hands. The crowd looks on in silence, shocked by the events.

Terry: NO!!! This is not how this match ENDS! Jeff, do you really want your MAIN EVENT of Test for the Best to end like this? Get your ass out here and CHANGE THIS!

Level One looks at Marvin shocked as the crowd explodes in cheers. Terry leans against the ropes waiting, exhausted from the battle. Level One does the same across the ring. Suddenly, President Jeff appears on the Action Tron.

Jeff: While I don’t like the tone of voice you feel is fit to use with me Mr. Marvin, I do agree that the fans didn’t wait all this time to see this spectacle only for it to end like this. Therefore, This match will continue with NO COUTOUT rules. Good Luck gentlemen.

The crowd cheers as the scene fades. Marvin hands the mic to Paige victoriously as the bell ring.

DING! DING! DING!

But as the bell rings, Level One rushes at Marvin with a clubbing blow to the back of the head and another and then lifts the man up on his shoulders and throws him off with a DARKNESS SHINE! The crowd goes apeshit!

Chase: OH MY GOD! Just like that, this match is OVER!!!

Harvey: Terry had turned to hand the mic back over and Level One attacked like snake waiting in tall grass.

Level One sits there for a second and smiles, knowing that he just stole one and feeling that title around his waist. He rolls Terry over and lays across him for the cover.

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The referee holds up two fingers and the crowd erupts again with a mixed reaction. Level One’s eyes go wide! He can’t believe it.

Chase: HOW THE HELL?!

Harvey: Marvin isn’t done quite yet!

Level One stands up and argues for a bit with the ref. He then shakes his head before glaring down at a motionless Marvin! He then climbs the turnbuckle to a buzz in the crowd. He gets to the top, looks behind him and LEAPS WITH A MOONSAULT!

HE CONNECTS and hooks Terry’s Leg!

Chase: Level One just connected on a moonsault! I may lose my frigging mind!

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Level One looks exhasperated and frustrated as he gets to his feet. “STAY DOWN!” He screams to Marvin as he reaches down and slaps him in the face over and over telling him to just give it up. He then rips him up to his feet by his hair and Looks for the LEVEL ADVANCE!

Chase: Level One is ready to put this one away for good!

But Terry rolls off of his back and nails Level One with a superkick to the jaw before dropping to his knees. Level One stumbles back into the ropes and returns as Marvin catches him… WITH A WHIPLASH!

Harvey: WHIPLASH! Out of no where and Level One is out.

Marvin lays there for a second then gets a sick satisfied smile on his face. He rolls over and crawls to level one covering him for the pin!

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Terry just rolls off and plants his face in the mat. He shakes his head before slowly pushing himself up. He looks at Level One and mouths something that looks like “You tough son of a bitch” and then climbs the turnbuckle. He leaps off with a corkscrew moonsault and lands it perfectly! He hooks the leg.

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Chase: These two guys might just have to kill each other to end this match! What is it going to take?

Harvey: I may not like their methods, may not like how they conduct business…but never can you say a disparaging thing about the amount of heart these two men have in this business.

Marvin pushes on Level One, rolling him to the ropes and then slides him out underneath to the floor. He then slides out himself and slowly stumbles toward the announce table. He begins ripping off monitors He then rolls Level One up on the table.

Chase: Look out Darren.. we’d better get the hell out of here!

Terry climbs up on the table himself. He pulls a groogy Level One to his feet and hooks him for the whiplash. He lifts him, but then sets him back down and grabs for his sore back. Level One drops to a knee and hits a low blow on Marvin. He then stands back up and Hooks Marvin up on his back and drops!!!!!

Chase: LEVEL ADVANCE THROUGH THE TABLE! Holy Crap, Terry Might be dead.

Harvey: This ringside area is in shambles, folks, but that’s nothing compared to the state of Terry Marvin!

“HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!”

Terry and Level One lay there for a good long time before Level One finally gets to his feet. He grabs Terry’s arms and legs and drags him through the rubble as blood pours from his back, Level One’s arms, and just about any exposed skin between the two of them. He finally gets him near the ropes and reaches down, struggling, but dead lifts him up and rolls him in the ring. He drops to one knee catching his breath before standing up and rolling in. He pushes Marvin to closer to the middle and covers him.

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Chase: NO FUCKING WAY!

Harvey: You can’t say that word?

Chase: Who gives a crap? This match is amazing, and I can say whatever the hell I want!

Level One just collapses on the mat. He can’t fathom a way to beat Terry Marvin right now as he sits up. He looks up at the crowd and then over to Marvin and the wheels begin turning. He pulls Marvin up and drags him over to the corner and sits him on the top turnbuckle. Marvin throws a couple weak punches at Level One just out of instinct. But Level One hits a BOOT to his chest that takes the fight out of him. Level One lays Marvin on the top rope and backs into him putting him on his shoulders. He then slowly climbs backwards up the ropes.

Harvey: What is level One doing??? He’s gonna kill Marvin!

Chase: That may be what it takes Darren!

Level One looks like he’s going for the Darkness Shine off the top rope as the crowd goes wild. But Terry elbows him in the head and slides off of him, landing on the apron and using the ropes to balance. Level One steps over the ropes and starts to climb down, but Marvin is right there and catches him with a jumping kick to the gut. He grabs Level One’s head and arms and lifts…. WHIPLASH OFF THE APRON TO THE OUTSIDE!

“APW – APW –APW”

Harvey: My GOD! Terry just planted Level One with the Whiplash from the ring to the floor and Neither man is moving very much… if at all!

Level One is limp as his head begins to bleed a bit from the impact. Terry sits up using the curtain to pull himself to his feet. He looks down a Level One, shocked at what he just did. He tries to pull Level One up, but his body is limp and Marvin is exhausted. Finally he gets him to lean against the apron and shoves his feet in. He rolls him in and over. Marvin slowly crawls in the ring and lays on top of Level One for the cover.

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Terry can’t believe it as he just rolls off and lays there, destroyed from the match that just took place.

Chase: These men truly MIGHT have to kill each other. There is no other way. Neither one of them is going to quit. Neither one of them is going to stop fighting until they have the victory.

Terry is back to his feet and grabs Level One up to his. He hooks him for another Whiplash as the crowd, so loud that it almost sounds like white noise, Has another mixed reaction. Level One powers out of it, kicks Marvin and hooks him for a LEVEL ADVANCE…. BUT Marvin slides behind it and hits the ropes he charges and leaps as Level One does too and they COLIDE HEAD TO HEAD in the middle of the ring and both men go down in a heap , blood dripping everywhere.

Harvey: These men have taken it all out of each other! This match may end with two trips to the hospital.

After way too long, both men get to their feet and look at each other. They stumble together, but Terry springs into action and takes Level One down by the arm and goes for the SHOWS OVER CROSSFACE! He finally gets it locked in and Level One is screaming in pain.

Harvey: This has got to be it! No way Level One can break free of this, not in his condition!

The ref asks him to quit and Level One just shakes his head slowly. Finally he leans up and reaches deep back and throws his trapped arm forward, breaking the grip Marvin had on him and rolls out of the hold and to his feet with a crazy burst of energy He takes Marvin down with a double leg tackle. He then grabs Terry’s legs and DROPS BACK WITH THE HOUSE OF PAIN!

Chase: OH MY! Terry’s going to tap out. His back can’t take any more of this… He’s got to.

But instead of tapping out, Terry manages to twist and kick his one leg free catching Level One in the chin forcing him to drop the hold. Both men crawl to opposite corners and sit in them, staring a hole through their opponents.

They meet in the middle of the ring and as Terry looks for a hard right hand, but Level One ducks it and Grabs Terry up for a POWERBOMB. Terry strikes him with an elbow over and over, Level One loses his grip and Marvin is quick to react. He hooks his arms and lifts him up on his shoulders as the crowd gasps collectively and MARVIN DROPS WITH A LEVEL ADVANCE!

Chase: NO! HE can’t do that, That’s Level One’s own move!

Harvey: Terry couldn’t put him down with anything in his own repertoire so he had to think outside the box.

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Level One Kicks out a microsecond too late!

DING DING DING!

Ferrari: WINNER OF THIS MATCH AND STILL APW Undisputed Champion….. THE REAL SHOW Terry Marvin![/center]

Both men lay there exhausted and not moving. The EMT’s rush to the ring by their sides. The crowd cheers the amazing match that just took place. Finally both competitors are helped to their feet. The ref brings the Undisputed Championship to the ring, but Level One shoves his EMT’s aside and runs across the ring and snags it away.

Chase: UH OH! It was bound to happen… these many emotions, something had to happen!

Harvey: This match is over! Just let it go!

Terry’s eyes flair up as he glares at Level One. They share a few words but finally Level One Takes the belt and lays it over Terry’s shoulder. The crowd seems confused as Level One reaches out and shakes Terry’s hand before rolling out of the ring and letting Terry Celebrate.

Terry cluches his title to his chest as he falls into the corner. The New Sindicate runs down to the ring sliding in as confetti falls from the ceiling.

Chase: Don’t let it be said that Level One didn’t give his all tonight. WOW what a match.

Harvey: That’s all we have for TEST FOR THE BEST 2013. For Johnny Chase, I’m Darren Harvey. Join us tomorrow night for the MELTDOWN SUPERSHOW!