NOVEMBER REIGN 2008

[President Jeff]

November Reign starts up with the Intro Video

Once the video ends, the camera cuts to President Jeff who is standing in the middle of the ring with a Microphone

Jeff: I come here tonight, with a major announcement. There’s been many rumors going around. People thinking they know what their taking about. Some said that this announcement was about APW closing its doors, well, its far from it. As you are all aware of. This has been a rough month for APW. Lots of people left. We lost Meltdown. But when one door closes, another one opens. Tonight, the main event, Sabur Verses Doctor Phate Will NOT take place

The crowd boo’s.

Jeff: There has been many speculations of why is this match even scheduled when we knew this would be Phates last match. It probably made a lot of you think I didn’t know what I was doing, but guess what, I do know what I’m doing. Doctor Phate is NOT here tonight. And now your thinking, who’s going to take his place. Who’s Worthy of the shot at Sabur. Well, that decision is simple. We have three other singles match taking place tonight. Carl Cage taking on Fyre Angel. Link taking on Level One. And Dr. Matt taking on Trevor Blackwell. Those six will get an opportunity to get an APW World Title shot against Sabur later on tonight. All they have to do is beat their opponents. The winners of each of these matches, will go on to the main event tonight and face Sabur in a Fatal 4 Way Match!

The fans cheer.

Jeff: Good Luck to everyone.

Jeff’s music hits as he leaves the ring and the camera’s go to Darren Harvey and Johnny Chase

Chase: What an announcement by President Jeff just now.

Harvey: And what an opportunity for those wrestlers. APW is the land of Opportunities.

Chase: Welcome to APW NOVEMBER REIGN! I’m Johnny Chase

Harvey: And I’m Darren Harvey and what a night we’re gonna have for you.

Chase: As you just heard, Sabur will be defend his APW title in a Fatal 4 way match and he doesn’t even know his opponents.

Harvey: This will be a true test for Sabur as Champion. Also, Hardcore Ice takes on The Holy Storm for the Tag titles.

Chase: Lively and Twister defeated the champs on Meltdown 2 weeks ago. Can they beat them again?

Harvey: Also we have Trevor Blackwell and Dr. Matt in a Dog Collar match.

Chase: These two spent all month in some mini competitions. Including a drinking contest and a Singapore Cane shot for Shot contest.

Harvey: Another match that’s started brewing at One Night in Hell, Link takes on Level One.

Chase: Link claims that Level One cost him the World Title at One Night in Hell. Link looks to settle the score here tonight.

Harvey: And our first match of the night, The return of Carl Cage, takes on Fyre Angel.


The lights dim as Thoughtless plays as fireworks shoots up in a wall of fireworks. the fireworks die down as kalayla stands on the stage giving the fans a sick smirk the spotlight reflecting off two ninja sais. She makes her way down the ramp stopping at the bottom of the ramp. Kalayla reaches up grabbing the middle rope pulling herself up and turning to face the stage kicking her long legs up over her head back flipping into the ring posing for the fans.

Tony: Making her way to the ring first, From Dallas Texas….She is…..FYRE ANGEL

As "Don't Question My Heart" by Saliva and the crowd erupts into a chorus of boos. As the song picks up smoke rises and finally the pyros are set off with one big bang as Carl Cage steps out onto the ramp with his arms outstretched, Krystal Morgan walks out behind, Cage lowers his arms. Then they both make there way down to the ring gesturing and back chatting the crowd as they are shouting abuse to the crowd who are booing them. Before they reach the ring Krystal walks around to the nearest side of the ring and stands there ready for the match, Cage walks up the steps and step's over the top rope, he then walks into the middle of the ring and starts posing as the crowds booing gets louder and louder. After he has finished posing Carl stops and a smirk that exudes arrogance appears on his face, his music then fades out as he gets ready for action.

Tony Ferrari: And her opponent From Los Angeles California...making his APW in ring return……CARL CAGE

FYRE ANGEL VS CARL CAGE


Carl Cage steps forward to lock up with Fyre Angel...she quickly drops with a kick to Carl’s Knee. He topples over. She then drives a few stomps to the back of his head. He rolls out of the ring to safety, only to be assaulted by a airborne Fyre Angel.

Chase: A suicide dive from the Angel.

Harvey: She's a real superstar here in APW.

Fyre Angel stands, as the fans ring side cheer her daredevil skill. She then pulls Cage to his feet, and rolls him back into the ring. Fyre Angel jumps up to the apron and then springboards into the ring. Cage quickly jumps to his feet, catches her, pops his hips and drives her to the mat with a spin powerslam. He then pops up, staggers backward from the force. He then drops a few elbow drops into the chest and throat region of his opponent. He then yanks up the Xtreme champion by her hair, then drives her back to the mat with a violent choke slam. She bounces off the canvas, and Cage drops down for a cover, as the ref follows in checking her shoulders for the pin.

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Kickout bye the champion.

Chase: Close one there...

Harvey: Yeah he hits hard...and seems to be playing for keeps.

Cage gets up, looking at the ref as if he was screwing him. Fyre Angel is then pulled to her feet once again. He tucks her head between his legs, and then power bombs her to the mat. Cage feeling pretty confident about himself goes over picks her up again, Irish whips her into the opposite corner. She hits the turnbuckles, and then is crushed by a charging Carl Cage. He then steps aside, and helps her to the mat with a quick shove. Fyre Angel hits the mat face first, and Cage lifts his hands to the crowd who responds with a chorus of boo's for the man. While he plays to the crowd the Xtreme Champ gets to her knees. He turns catching a few jabs to the junk. She then jumps to her feet, punts one between the uprights, then delivers a nasty drop kick in the mush. Cage hits the mat. She ascends to the top rope, then leaps off nailing him with a 450 splash. She hooks a leg for the cover, but he powers out before the ref can count. Fyre Angel then jumps on Cage with a series of wild punches. Then drags Cage to his feet, kicks him to the gut, then drops him with a stunner. He flops to his back, as Fyre Angel then back flips on top of her opponent. Hooks a leg.

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ther.....Kickout by Cage.

Chase: Whoa...that series almost scored her the win,

Harvey: close doesn't cut it...

They both make it to their feet, Angel faster then Cage. She then begins kicking his leg, then ribs, then back heel kicks Cage send him to the corner. She follows him in with a high knee, then hooks his head for a running bulldog. Cage at the last second shoves her off. She lands ass first, then stands only to be violently assaulted with a big boot from Carl. She hits the ropes, and falls out of the ring. Cage smirks at the violence he is unleashing. He climbs out of the ring, grabs Kalaya for a Gorilla Press, and drops her on the guard railing. She hits, and falls to her back on the mat. He then places on boot across her throat, and then stands on her chest putting all the pressure on her throat. The ref slides out of the ring, shoves Cage off. The two begin to argue.

Chase: Wow....he could have crushed her wind pipe.

Harvey: Yeah...we don't need another funeral in wrestling....Dianna Steele was enough!

Fyre Angel gasps for air, holding her throat, she scampers into the ring. Cage notices his opponent entering the ring, and soon follows. Angel waits for Cage to step through the ropes, and then delivers a flying forearm to his head. Cage hits the ropes back first and as he bounces off, Kalaya then leaps up and DDT's Cage to the mat. She then climbs to the top, leaps off with a shooting star press on her opponent. She then picks Cage up, leans down, and tries to hoist the massive man on her shoulders.

Harvey: There is no way....she can't get him up there.

Chase: Don't speak to soon.

She hoists him up with her legs wobbling. Cage slides off her back, kicks her in the gut, hoists her into powerbomb position, then grabs her by the throat, and slams her body violently to the mat.

Chase: THE EGO SENSATION!!!

Harvey: this could be it.....


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WINNER: CARL CAGE

Chase: A big return match win here for Carl Cage. He'll go on to the main event tonight for a shot at the World Title

Harvey: Fyre Angel put in a good effort, but good news is that she’s still the Xtreme Champion.

Chase: But bad news is that Carl Cage will get a future Xtreme Title shot.

Carl celebrates in the ring as we go backstage with Cindy Shannon that was taped earlier this afternoon


APW interviewer Cindy stands on by with Microphone on hand. An ‘’APW’’ screen hangs in the back drop and the November Rein poster, with world champion Sabur’s face hangs neatly behind the set. With a smile on her face Cindy begins

Cindy: Hello APW! Tonight I am here to interview APW’S newest superstar, Level-One!

Level-One appears on the side with his head hung up high. In the arena, he is greeted by a sea of mixed reactions. Level-One peers over Cindy’s shoulder, as Cindy begins to feel slightly awkward, intimidated even. Slowly she raises the microphone to her mouth to speak

Cindy: What I’m sure the world wants to know Level, is what exactly is your game plan to defeat Link here tonight?

Level-One shakes his head. Even his black mask can’t hide the smile from his face. Level-One grasps Cindy’s hand lifting the microphone to his mouth, his cat like eyes staring into the lens of the camera with no emotion

Level-One: Game Plan? Cindy, there is no game plan. I don’t prepare for shit like this. I don’t train for matches like this. I don’t get mentally prepared for matches like this. You see, Link is no different from the men I have beaten already. This isn’t competition if the man I am fighting isn’t a threat. What I want to know is why exactly President Jeff has stalled 3 weeks to put this little shindig between me and Link on? What the hell is so special about this occasion?

Cindy looks on confused, as Level-One simply continues on. This time grabbing the microphone from Cindy

Level-One: I’ll tell you why this is happening now. It’s because President Jeff is stalling me from the world championship match, he knows I will win. I don’t know what the hell is going on here? Is this some kind of vetting process? Doctor Phate walks in and receives a title shot for doing absolutely nothing? Fuck that.

As for Link? Link is doing nothing but delaying what everyone has been waiting for, and that is for me to win the world championship. The only way anyone can deny that from me, is by not giving me a chance. By throwing distractions like Link in there, to piss me off. To throw me off the ball, and to stall time. And hell, look at me. I guess it worked.

Level-One turns to Cindy who looks on with nervousness engraved on her face. Level-One rips off his masking tossing it into the ground, before stepping closer towards the leans of the camera

Level One: It’s worked because Link wants to get personal. You know, according to him I screwed him out of the chamber at One Night In Hell. The fact is, every single fan around the globe knows I called that match right down the middle. And now Link wants to claim otherwise? He claims we had an understanding of some sort, some little two man clan that existed simply because we wrestled under the EWC banner?

Link was never a wise man, but I never thought he was this much of a dumbf***. I never liked you Link. I never had any agreements. And I didn’t screw you out of a title win. But shit, you want to cry wolf now? I’ll bring you to the box of tissues to clean the mess.

Instead of taking the time to rationalize your actions, you felt like it was best to exercise your stupidity by jumping to conclusions. And now you will pay dearly for your actions. You know there wasn’t one man in that chamber that questions my move? They all respected how I called the match. But you, the spoiled apple—the same man who knew me the longest, once again refuses to notice my change? I’ve moved past the corruption Link. I have been ‘’Enlightened’’. Your words, your claims of my corruption, are simply opening up old wounds that I am still trying to close.

I don’t think you know what you’ve done, or what you’ve caused. You’ve jumped me, I ignored it. You mocked me, I ignored it. You questioned my motives, and thus came your first mistake. A mistake you WILL pay for in blood tonight.

I’m tired of being bogged down by little shits like you. I plan to end this thing between us tonight. Link, in that chamber I could have made you like you wished I had…

Level-One shakes his head in pity, pointing to the large banner behind him

Level One: That could have been your face. I could have made you, Link. I could have made you into the champion, that you wanted me too. And for once in that ring, I played fair and you lost. I’m sorry, it’s the luck of the draw. And just like I could have made you? I could very well…break you.

Level-One shoves the camera away, before kicking a whole through sabers face on the poser. Turning to the camera with extended thumb, he reaches over bringing it across his throat

Level One: Link, I break YOU tonight.

Level-One slowly backs way from Cindy, who in return backs away from Level-One. Stopping in-front of the poser, Cindy shakes her head before looking back in the direction of Level-One, who has already left and we go back to the ring

[President Jeff]

Harvey: Welcome back to November Reign, we have one hell of a rocket buster match coming up for you as Link takes on Level-One in a non title competition.

Chase: Link is in for a rough ride. Level-One has won inter-federation tournaments, he is the current True Experts Champion on the Experts Network...

Harvey: None of which means anything in the APW. But this should be one hell of a match, we are looking at two leading players in the business.

The sound of a woman’s scream sounds from the PA and the chorus to Elite blasts away. Link steps out from behind the curtain and stands on the back of the stage, He stands there briefly for a moment before striking the sign of the Elite.

Tony: The following non-title contest is scheduled for one fall. First introducing, hailing from San Jose California and weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds, Link!

He walks down to the ring, heading straight for the front right post and striking the sign of the Elite once again. He hops off and jumps onto the opposite corner, staring out at the crowd.

Put You On Game- By Lupe Fiasco blasts the PA system, as Level-One steps up on-top of the ramp. Red smoke swirls beneath him, and a string of red and blue pyro shoots up into the air he raises both of his titles high in the air.

Tony: And his opponent, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada! Weighing in at 262 pounds, he is the current True Experts world champion...Level-One!!!

Level-One puts his title on his shoulder and slowly begins to walk down the ramp, being booed loudly by the crowd. Level-One stops before eyeing down a fan, mocking the fan in the process. Level-One turns, and climbs up onto the apron. He climbs up turn-buckle, hoisting his title high in the air. Level-One hops down and stares Link in the eyes.

LINK VS LEVEL ONE


The two warriors circle the ring, each looking for a way in. The crowd seems to be pro Level-One but then this has never seemed to bother Link in the past. Level-One makes the first move and takes Link down with a shoulder block, Link is quickly to his feet and he takes Level-One down with an arm drag. Level-One is also quickly to his feet but he gets taken down with another arm drag and follows up with a kick to the back of the head. Link drags Level-One to his feet and snaps off a suplex. Link is rabid and he keeps the suplex setup locked in, wracking Level-One in the agony of a second, then a third. Link drags Level-One to his feet and sends him crashing to the mat with a belly to belly suplex that makes the ring shake!

Harvey: Link has the upper hand here but he should be pressing the attack.

Link backs off from his foe, urging him to his feet, and he charges in, looking for a running clothesline but Level-One shows just why you should not give a star of his calibre any sort of freedom as he ducks under and lights a turning Link up with a right hand, and a second, Link throws one of his own, Level-One throws a third, ducks under a roundhouse and gets hit with a Pele Kick and Level-One is firmly in control! Link tries to make it to his feet as Level-One hits the ropes only to get steamrollered with a flipping Clothesline. Level-One gives Link no time to get to his feet, dropping to the mat and locking in a headlock. He wrenches the hold in, wearing Link down before Link makes it to a knee, his feet, he backs Level-One into the ropes, Level-One picks up a head of steam and takes Link down with a Clothesline.

Level-One stalks Link as he rises to his feet and locks him into a waistlock, nailing a sick German Suplex! Level-One hooks up Link’s leg and locks in the Cloverleaf, synching the move in and wreathing back on Link’s knee. Link crawls towards the ropes and gets dragged back into the middle of the ring, he tries to make it towards the ropes again but Level-One sits back and Link is going nowhere. Link pushes his hands beneath him and pushes himself up to lessen the leverage upon him and he manages to roll forward, flipping Level-One over in the process.

Chase: Link got out of that one, but that took a lot of doing.

Level-One signals for the Big Boot, measuring Link as he rises, but Link ducks out of the way and Level-One gets his leg caught up on the ropes! Link backs off and nails Level-One with a chop block and that has put a damper on Level-One’s offence in a hurry. Link heads up to the top rope and flies off with a Moonsault, he hooks in the cover,

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Kickout from Level-One, Link drags him to his feet and drops him with a DDT, but this puts them near the ropes and Level-One rolls out to clear his head. No such luck, Link follows him, grabs his head and slams it into the ring steps. He drags Level-One away from the steel and whips him heavily into the crowd barrier! Link flies in, hitting Level-One with a running knee before he drgas him to his feet again, this time whipping him into the ringpost! The ref starts to berate Link, yelling at him to get this match back into the ring. Link flips him off but complies anyway, rolling him in, he hits the ropes and drops a knee across Level-One’s leg. He scoops Level-One to his feet and nails him with a scoop slam. With the match firmly in his control, Link drags Level-One to the ropes, places his ankle across the bottom and stands on it, bouncing on the ankle for a moment before flying and bringing himself down on Level-One’s leg. Link drags his foe to his feet, sets him up and nails a Liger Bomb, dropping into the cover,

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Kickout! Link calls for Level-One to make it to his feet and he steams in, looking for the Extreme Superkick and finding only air, he turns, Orton Backbreaker! Level-One falls to a knee at the impact but drags himself to his feet, favouring his left leg. He waits for Link to get to his feet and kicks him in the gut, he hoists him into the air, holding he left leg above the ground for a moment as he allows the blood to rush to Link’s head and drops down into a stalling Suplex! Level-One goes for the ropes, jumping up into that old high rent district, Link shifts, falls flat to the mat and ends up with a leg across his throat from a flying leg drop!

Harvey: That cannot have been easy on Level-One, his leg took a lot of damage earlier on.

Level-One is slow to capitalizes on the impact of that Legdrop but he rolls over to cover,

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Kickout! Level-One is first to his feet and makes sure that Link does not make it to his, locking in a Triangle choke. Link is in serious trouble in terms of his throat after that leg drop and it looks like he might be near tapping but he was that little but too close to the topes and he manages to get his foot the bottom rope. Level-One is relentless and he drags Link to his feet, dropping him with a heavy impact Spine buster!

Chase: Bigtime Spine on the Pine!

Harvey: Do you even know what that means?

Chase: No, but the Okie in the Stetson says it so it must be good.

Level-One can feel the momentum and he measures Link up, he hooks his armsand looks for the Level Advance! He hoists Link into the air but Link rolls backwards, hits the ropes and nails the Extreme Superkick at the second time of asking! He falls into the cover, draping an arm across his shoulder and the ref slides in,

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Kickout! Link is first to his feet, barely, and he runs in, looks for a high impact DDT but Level-One lifts him up and throws him off, he nails a right hand, Link fires back, Level-One blocks a second and hoists Link onto his shoulders, stumbling towards the ropes as his leg still gives him trouble, he winds up, and nails the Darkness Shine over the top rope sending Link through the Spanish announcer table! Oh those poor cheaply hired Spaniards! Level-One slumps to the mat and rolls out of the ring, heading over to Link and dragging him to his feet. He rolls him in, slides in and covers,

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Foot on the ropes!

Level One drags Link to his feet and towards the ropes, Level-One sets himself up and grabs Link’s arms, goes for the Slingshot to Hell! But Link is able to counter it and hits the Missing Link out of no where. Link covers

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The ref gets pulled out of the ring and gets knocked out with a punch by President Jeff.

Harvey: Jeff just cost the Link the match. He had it won!

Jeff looks up at Link who’s looking down at Jeff at this point. Link is yelling something as Jeff is laughing at Link. Link gets an angry look on his face and gets out of the ring and starts chasing Jeff.

Chase: I think Link wants to tare Jeff a new one.

Link chases Jeff around the ring and then slides into the ring. Link Slides in and goes to go after Jeff, but Level One is up and manages to grab Link and roll him up in a school boy and Jeff makes the count
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Jeff calls for the time keeper to ring the bell

Winner: Level One

Level One and Jeff quickly exit the ring and they laugh at Link who’s in the ring fuming.

Chase: Jeff just screwed Link out of this match with that fast count.

Harvey: Link had this match won!

Level One and Jeff celebrate going up the ramp as we go to a hype video for APW’s newest tag team

click on image to view the video

[President Jeff]

Action Packed Wrestling's November Reign returns to show a wide shot of the APW Faithful filling this arena to capacity. An electricity can almost be felt in the air... even by the people watching at home Live on Pay Per View... The camera shot moves down to show the ring, a twelve foot steel linked chain runs the length of the mat. The crowd buzzes in anticipation of seeing that chain bind together the two hated adversaries that have been building up this match in the hearts and minds of the thousands in attendance, the millions watching at home, and even the APW Roster that huddles around monitors in the backstage area... are they going to witness murder tonight?

That question seems to be answered as APW Ring Announcer, Tony Ferrari gets things started.

Tony: Ladies and Gentlemen... This match is scheduled for one fall and is the Double Dog Collar Match!!!

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

Tony: Now introducing... From Upriver, New Brunswick, Canada... Weighing in at 247 lbs... He is "Hardcore as Hell"... DR. MATT!!!

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

Harvey: And here we have Dr. Matt... I think this man very well may be doing drugs again if he's honestly contemplating letting the referee clip that chain to his collar. I mean... Would you want to be attached to "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell with nowhere to run?

Chase: Dr. Matt is many things but he's not stupid... He truly is Hardcore As Hell... That's not just a cute nickname. He earned every bit of that title and tonight he'll remind the APW Faithful just why that is.

Just then, Johnny Chase's words are cut off as "Revolution Is My Name" by Pantera assaults the loudspeakers. The lights go down and blue and white strobe lights illuminate the stage. Everybody's Hero, The Hardcore Icon, "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell appears, his Singapore Cane clutched in his hand, his arms outstretched in the Trademark Blackwell Crucifix Pose as gouts of blue ghost flame erupt from the stage on either side of him, the crowd exploding to a deafening roar and the red and blue strobes spread out across the arena. He has a red a black duffel bag slung over his shoulder.

Tony: And his opponent... From Long Island, New York... Weighing in at 316 lbs... He is The Excellence of Extreme... He is The King of Hardcore... He is "THE CAREER KILLER" TREVOR BLACKWELL!!!

The Hardcore Icon struts down the aisle, a leather Dog Collar wrapped around his neck as well, going back and forth from one side of the runway to the other, slapping hands and pounding fists with his rabidly loyal fans. He reaches the ring and slides under the bottom rope to scale each turnbuckle respectively, striking his Crucifix pose for every facet of the crowd before stepping into the middle of the ring and raising his Singapore Cane over his head, one more gout of ghost flame erupting from each of the four posts. Dr. Matt eyes him warily for a moment and pulls the referee aside as the music dies down. The camera comes in for a closeup as you can just barely hear the words Matt mumbles to the ref. "Singapore Cane" and "Level playing field" The crowd breaks into a chant of "TREVOR'S GONNA KILL YOU!!! TREVOR'S GONNA KILL YOU!!!"

Harvey: You heard what Dr. Matt said to the ref... I mean this match is No Disqualification but I think Matt's asking the ref to take away Trevor Blackwell's Singapore Cane so they can start off at a level playing field with both men being unarmed...

Chase: I don't know if that's Dr. Matt's only motive... Did you see how furious Trevor Blackwell was the other night? Dr. Matt brought Trevor's daughter, Skylar into this and suddenly made this match a lot more personal... For once what the crowd is chanting may not be just a catchphrase... they very well may be fortelling the future here tonight. I think Matt's afraid The King of Hardcore might just beat in his skull with that Singapore Cane of his and refuse to stop until Dr. Matt can't move anymore...

DOG COLLAR MATCH
Dr. Matt Vs Trevor Blackwell

The referee nods his agreement to Dr. Matt and picks up that end of the steel chain, clipping it to Matt's collar with a hollow SNAP that reminds everyone watching of a cell door slamming shut. He turns as the fans continue their chant. The referee approaches "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell. His red and black duffel bag has been discarded in the corner turnbuckle and he now stands there, his ice blue eyes staring past the referee and straight into Dr. Matt's soul. To his credit, Dr. Matt returns Trevor's gaze with a smile as the referee hooks the chain to Blackwell's collar and bravely requests the Singapore Cane, spouting some bullshit about this "level playing field" everyone keeps going on about. The Excellence of Extreme reluctantly gives it up as the bell rings and ref tosses the cane out of the ring before scurrying out of their way. The two Hardcore Warriors circle each other for a moment before Dr. Matt takes the initiative and picks up the chain. He starts wrapping it around both fists and kinda reels Trevor in. Blackwell realizes what's going on and grabs a few feet of chain himself. But as they draw closer to each other, The Career Killer decides to drop the chain anyway before unloading on Dr. Matt with three consecutive Roundhouse Rights. Dr. Matt reels backwards from the blows and Trevor Blackwell runs the ropes. But Dr. Matt simply smiles and stays a step ahead of his opponent, bringing both chain wrapped fists into Trevor's face and dropping him like a ton of bricks. He stomps Blackwell a couple of times for good measure before bringing him back to a vertical base with a handful of hair. Dr. Matt knocks a dazed Excellence of Extreme back towards the ropes with a couple of right hands of his own before Irish Whipping him off the ropes and dropping Blackwell back to the canvas with a vicious Clothesline.

Harvey: Dr. Matt seems to have the upper hand here in the early going. He started out this match with a bit more focus.

Chase: I think the mindgames that The Good Doctor played with Trevor Blackwell earlier in the week really got under his skin. But just give Trevor a chance. The rage burning in those ice blue eyes may prove to be more the Dr. Matt can handle once Blackwell gets his hands on him.

Dr. Matt decides to press his advantage and leaves Trevor Blackwell lying there as he hops out of the ring for a moment. The Ph.D in Pain charges the Steel Guardrail and calls for one of his fans to give him a Steel Chair. He slides the weapon into the ring and follows after it, turning his back on The King of Hardcore as he goes to work, wedging the chair between the top and middle turnbuckle. Trevor gets to his feet just as Dr. Matt turns around and The Career Killer charges him. Dr. Matt tries to stop him with another Clothesline but Blackwell ducks it! He continues his momentum, bouncing back off the ropes behind Matt but the Doctor wheels around just in time to catch Trevor Blackwell with a Big Boot in the face that sends the Excellence of Extreme over the middle rope and outside to the concrete.

Harvey: You knew this match wasn't going to stay in the ring for long...

Chase: No... not with these two...

Blackwell quickly gets to his feet and takes a page from Dr. Matt's book. He charges the Steel Guardrail and The King of Hardcore calls to one of his loyal subjects to hand him a Steel Chair that he folds up and tosses over his shoulder into the ring at Dr. Matt. The Doctor smoothly dodges out of the way but Trevor isn't done. he gets two more chairs from the fan and tosses those into the ring as well. He goes under the ring apron and pulls out another chair. Pulling out three more and tossing chair after chair over the top rope and into the ring. Each one seems aimed at Dr. Matt who is now starting to get pissed off and stands his ground, merely slapping each one out of the air with his hands, motioning for Trevor Blackwell to stop wasting time and get back in the ring already. But The Career Killer's ice blue eyes flash as a smile curls his lips at how craftily he's distracted his opponent. He suddenly grabs the chain with both hands and throws all of his considerable strength into a sudden yank, pulling the unsuspecting Doctor off his feet and sending him headfirst into the Steel Chair that Dr. Matt had originally set up int the turnbuckle with a loud CLANG!

Harvey: Beautiful strategy by "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell!

Chase: Dr. Matt never saw that coming. Trevor threw those chairs in at the Doctor to throw him off his game and now Dr. Matt is outside the ring in Blackwell's World... Lets see how Hardcore Dr. Matt really is...

Trevor folds up a length of the twelve foot Steel Chain and uses it as a whip to slam the thick steel into Dr. Matt's arm. Matt goes stumbling off into the ring steps, holding his shoulder in pain but sees Blackwell coming out of the corner of his eye. The Doctor narrowly dodges out of the way as The Career Killer brings his Steel Chain Whip down on the steel ring steps with another loud CLANG! Dr. Matt stops just short of his own momentum carrying him over the steel guardrail into the crowd but Trevor brings the Steel Chair Whip into Matt's kidneys from behind. Dr. Matt screams in pain and turns straight into a vicious steel toed boot with all the rage of a nine year old girl's angry father, sending the Doctor sprawling to the concrete. Blackwell brings the Steel Chain down one more time like a whip across Dr. Matt's back before dropping it and walking off, leaving the Doctor lying in a pain filled heap on the ringside floor.

Harvey: Where the hell is Trevor Blackwell going now? Hopefully not over here!

Chase: That's one good thing about that steel leash... it keeps him on the other side of the ring for now...

The King of Hardcore pulls up the ring apron and goes underneath the squared circle for a moment only to produce a wooden folding table! The APW Faithful roar their approval as Trevor Blackwell opens up the table and sets up his new toy. Dr. Matt takes this time to get to his feet and try to get away from his crazed opponent. But the Steel Chain attached to the collar around his neck gives him no chance to regroup and only lets him make it as far as the turnbuckle post. Instead The Excellence of Extreme wraps it around his fist and charges Dr. Matt. But the Doctor shows off his brains by spinning out of the way like a Bret Favre dodging a tackle, leaving steel to meet steel as Trevor's fist collides with the turnbuckle post. Blackwell quickly shakes off the pain of his crushed right hand and stings the still dazed Dr. Matt with a left jab to the jaw before grabbing the Doctor by the back of the head and slamming him face first into that turnbuckle post. Dr. Matt drops to one knee in pain and Trevor Blackwell presses his advantage, reaching into the ring and grabbing his red and black duffel bag only to unzip it and produce a pair of Brass Knuckles. Trevor wraps the new weapon around his fist and returns to Matt but Doc is back on his feet. Blackwell swings with a right fist full of knucks but Dr. Matt grabs his fist as the crowd cheers. The Career Killer returns this with a few more stinging left jabs, forcing Matt to release him. Trevor backs up a couple of paces and swings his Brass Knuckle clad fist towards his opponent once more but Dr. Matt grabs him by the throat and kicks Blackwell in the midsection, forcing him to drop the weapon. Matt drags him over to the table and sets up for the Mattisfaction Chokeslam but Trevor Blackwell fights his way out with a series of Back Elbows to the side of the Doctor's head. Dr. Matt stumbles away and Trevor charges him again only to run right into a High Knee to the face that knocks the King of Hardcore stupid. Dr. Matt grabs Blackwell by the hair and rolls him under the bottom rope and back into the ring. He takes a moment while Trevor Blackwell is dazed to gather up the twelve foot Steel Chain and follow his opponent in.

Harvey: Dr. Matt is going for the Steel Chair he tried to set up in the turnbuckle earlier!

Chase: The Doctor's had plans for that chair from the beginning, now he's just got to figure out the best way to use it.

Doc finds Trevor laying on his back on the canvas. He smiles and simply lays the chair on top of his opponet before hopping up to the top rope and turning around. Dr. Matt launches off witha beautifully executed Stethosault that almost shatters Blackwell's ribs out of sheer impact. The Career Killer tosses off the chair and rolls around on the mat, writhing in pain as the Doctor gets his wind back and covers him for the pin.
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Harvey: I thought Trevor Blackwell was done right there!

Chase: Apparently you haven't been paying attention to these two... it'll take more then that to put away "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell...

Undaunted, Dr. Matt quickly goes back to work as Trevor Blackwell just lays there, holding his ribs and gasping in pain. The Good Doctor decides to use this time to go around the ring and gather up all six of the Steel Chairs that Trevor tossed into the ring earlier. He piles them all in a heap next to the prone Blackwell, laying the seventh dented chair that he brought in earlier on top before grabbing The Excellence of Extreme by the hair and laying him on top of the pile of chairs. The Doctor hops up to sit on the top rope before launching off with a Guillotine Legdrop. But Trevor Blackwell's Hardcore instincts kick in and he rolls out of the way at the last minute, leaving Matt to come crashing down, tailbone first onto the pile of steel. Dr. Matt bounces up from the impact and scurries away as far as the Steel Chain will let him, holding his ass and jewels in pain as the APW Faithful break into a "HOLY SHIT" chant. Trevor lays there, still gasping for breath from his most likely broken ribs, possibly bleeding internally. Dr. Matt, regardless is first back to his feet. He holds onto the top rope for a moment, still trying to regroup before throwing a few of the chairs out of the way and circling behind Blackwell as his gets to his hands and knees. Dr. Matt coils some of the Steel Chair as The King of hardcore gets up to his knees and wraps the chain around Trevor's throat.

Harvey: Dr. Matt wasn't kidding when he said he was going to try to kill Trevor Blackwell!

Chase: Maybe he's going to break the man's neck in revenge!

Trevor tries to crawl away on his knees, gasping for air as he grabs one of the Steel Chairs. Blackwell swings over his head and connects with Dr. Matt's face twice before finally being released. The Excellence of Extreme is suddenly back to his feet as the Faithful chant his name. He brings the Stee Chair edge first into Dr. Matt's ribs, knocking him down to one knee before just slamming it down over the top of Matt's head with a brutal Chairshot that drops the Doctor to the mat. Trevor tosses the dented chair aside and goes back to his red and black duffel bag. He produces something large and shiny before raising it over his head to a roar of approval from his fans.

Harvey: What the hell is that???

Chase: Is that a Staple Gun??? Trevor Blackwell is out of his mind!

Harvey: Yes... Yes he is...

The insane King of Hardcore approaches the dazed Dr. Matt as he gets up to his knees. Trevor cracks The Doctor in the face with the Staple Gun before methodically grabbing him by the chin and unloading three steel staples into Matt's forehead in a spray of blood. Dr. Matt recoils, screaming in pain. Blackwell grabs his opponent by the hair and pulls him back, deciding to try to take out one of his eyes... wanting to give Dr. Matt bloody tears to match the tears shed by Skylar over Matt's mindgames but the Doctor grabs his hand and tries to fight him off. The crowd screams for more blood and The Career Killer gives it to them. He misses Matt's eye by a couple of inches and unloads three more staples into the Doctor's right cheek. Dr. Matt pushes Trevor off and scurries away, a Crimson Mask quickly spreading across his face as he rolls under the bottom rope and out of the ring. Blackwell tosses the Staple Gun aside and slides out of the ring on the other side of the turnbuckle post. He gathers up some of the chain and gets ready to yank but Dr. Matt beats him to it, blinding grabbing the Steel Chain and wrenching it with all his strength, sending Trevor Blackwell face first into the Steel Ringpost, sending him sprawling to the concrete.

Harvey: These two really are going to kill each other!

Chase: What? Did you think they were joking?

Dr. Matt smiles down at Trevor, spitting some of his own blood at his opponent and gathers up the Steel Chain that binds them like a twisted umbilical cord again. He quickly slides into and out of the ring again, moving around the turnbuckle so that they're on the same side now. Blackwell is back up to his knees and Dr. Matt measures him before unloading with a huge right hand. Trevor goes scurrying away, the camera now showing that his face first meeting with the turnbuckle post a moment ago has given him a Crimson Mask that matches the one on Dr. Matt's face. Matt pulls The Hardcore Icon to his feet and continues with the Haymaker Right Fists as he sends his opponent stumbling up the entrance ramp and around to the side of the steel stage, the last of that series of punches sending Trevor sprawling face first to the concrete again.

Harvey: So much for the ring...

Dr. Matt moves a couple of Steel Guardrails out of the way and reaches under the Steel Entrance Stage to produce three more wooden tables. He goes to work setting up the first table, wiping blood from his eyes as Trevor crawls over to him. But Matt notices his opponent in time, pulling Blackwell to his feet by his blood soaked hair and sending him back down to the concrete with another hard right hand. The Doctor sets up the other two tables, three in all now. He stacks the second on top of the first right next to the stage. Matt sets up the third off to the side by the Entrance Ramp. Dr. Matt goes right back after Trevor Blackwell, grabbing him by the hair and pulling him to his feet before dragging the dazed and bloody Hardcore Icon up the ramp to the stage. Another right fist knocks Trevor to an upright position right by the two stacked tables as The Doctor grabs him by the throat, setting Blackwell up for Matt's second attempt tonight at the Mattisfaction Chokeslam but The Career Killer fights back the same as he did before with a series of Back Elbows to the side of Matt's head. The APW Faithful are chanting for The Doctor to give them some Mattisfaction and Matt grabs Trevor by the throat one more time, setting up for the Chokeslam... and Blackwell stops Doc dead in his tracks with a swift kick to the nuts. Dr. Matt doubles over and The King of Hardcore drops to his knees before rising back up with a Mortal Kombat style Uppercut that sends The Good Doctor flying off the stage and crashing through the stacked tables that just EXPLODE from his impact. Dr. Matt is just sprawled on the concrete fifteen feet below as Trevor Blackwell collapses to the stage. The fans launch into another "HOLY SHIT!" chant as Trevor stumbles to his feet. He gathers up the Steel Chain and starts to stumble back down the entrance ramp but Dr. Matt sits up and yanks hard on the chain, pulling the weakened Career Killer off his feet, off the ramp, and crashing 10 feet down through the third set up table. Both men lay in the debris as the APW Faithful chant "MATCH OF THE YEAR! MATCH OF THE YEAR!"

Harvey: Look at the carnage!

Chase: Match of The Year??? These fans have short memories! Every PPV, Trevor Blackwell puts on a match that should be considered for Match of The Year!

Dr. Matt is up first and stumbles a few feet before nearly collapsing against the entrance ramp. He stays there a moment, catching his breath before gathering the Steel Chain up a bit and pulling the horribly dazed and bloody Trevor Blackwell to his knees again. The Doctor circles around him for and wraps the Steel Chain around Trevor's mouth, yanking back with all his strength and trying to drive the steel through his opponent's jaw. He lets go, leaving Blackwell to collapse to the concrete in a bloody mess and just starts walking towards the ring, dragging The Career Killer along the concrete in his wake. Dr. Matt reaches the squared circle and goes under the ring apron again to produce yet another wooden table! He sets the table up, leaning it against the turnbuckle post this time but Trevor explodes to his feet as the APW Faithful threaten to take the roof off the building with their cheers. Dr. Matt turns around just in time for Blackwell to Spear him through the table. The fans almost scream themselves hoarse with another "HOLY SHIT!" chant.

Harvey: I don't think either of these men have anything left in the tank to continue!

Chase: But they must go on! There must be a winner here!

Both men lay there for a moment, nearly unconscious but Trevor Blackwell is the first back to his feet. Dr. Matt is back up as well but neither man can go anywhere. Neither can get a breather because they're both still chained to each other! Dr. Matt slides back into the ring and Trevor follows him, the referee close behind them. Blackwell turns towards the Doctor and nails him with two more right jabs before picking up a chair. He tosses the chair to Matt and spins before launching into a Roaring Elbow. Both men collapse to the mat but are quickly back to their feet, riding on adrenaline. Dr. Matt stumbles back to a turnbuckle and The Career Killer is hot on his heels. Trevor Irish Whips Dr. Matt hard to the opposite turnbuckle and follows him in with an Avalanche before quickly turning around and cinching the Doctor up, driving him to the mat with a sudden Bulldog. Trevor is back on his feet and waits for Dr. Matt. The moment Doc is back up, Blackwell kicks him in the stomach and hoists him onto his shoulders. He strikes a Crucifix Pose before drilling the Good Doctor with a ring shaking Full Throttle! The Hardcore Icon quickly makes the cover.
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Harvey: Dr. Matt just kicked out of the Full Throttle!
Chase: he truly is Hardcore As Hell!

Both men catch their breath after a minute or two and stagger back to their feet but Trevor Blackwell sends Matt over the top rope to the outside with a Clothesline. But the moment the Doctor touches the ground, Trevor pulls back on the Steel Chain. He leans over the ropes and wraps the length around Dr. Matt's throat three times befoe planting a boot on the middle rope for leverage and yanking back with all of his considerable strength... putting all 316 lbs behind it... Dr. Matt gasps for air, his fact turning purple as Blackwell tries to end his life, hearing his daughter crying in the back of his mind. But in a last act of desperation, Matt reaches down and grabs Trevor's earlier discarded Singapore Cane. He brings it up and cracks Blackwell square between the eyes, shattering the cane and sending him crashing to the canvas. Dr. Matt releases himself and rolls into the ring, making the cover.
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Chase: Not even death will stop these two!

Dr. Matt rolls off his opponent and straight out of the ring on the other side. He paces for a moment, holding his throat, and eyes The King of Hardcore's red and black duffel bag.. He pulls it out of the ring and reaches inside and produces a black bag.

Harvey: We've seen this come out of Trevor Blackwell's arsenal before!

Chase: Yes! Inside that bag are thousands of little steel Thumbtacks!

Dr. Matt casually climbs the ring steps with a smile and steps over the middle rope and back into the ring, sensing the final end to all this. He stalks Trevor Blackwell, tossing aside the bag for a moment and ripping open the back of Trevor's shirt, tearing it off Blackwell and leaving him bare chested... so he can feel the full brunt of these little instruments of destruction. He leaves The Career Killer slumped in the corner and Dr. Matt picks up the black bag, ripping off the leather tie and emptying its contents... thousands of little glittering steel thumbtacks into a pile in the ring. He wades his boot through it, the Doctor spreading them out in what could only be called a Blast Radius. He pulls Trevor to his feet but doesn't stop there. Dr. Matt lifts Trevor onto the turnbuckle and climbs up after him, setting him up for a Belly to Belly Superplex. But suddenly the crowd explodes.

Harvey: Who the hell is that hopping the guardrail from the crowd???

It’s Kristina Blackwell!!! She slides in and punches the bloody, exhausted Dr. Matt in the kidneys as the fans go nuts. He hops down and she jumps to the outside, scaling the top rope and striking a Crucifix Pose as her older brother tumbles from the top rope, collapsing to the canvas and narrowly missing the thumbtacks. But Dr. Matt is right there, holding his kidneys in pain with one hand and grabbing her around the throat with the other. He finally gets the Mattisfaction he was looking for, Chokeslamming Kristina off the top rope and through the wooden table on the outside that was set up in the beginning of the match. The fans chant, "HOLY SHIT!" in appreciation.

Chase: 100 Percent Mattisfaction Guaranteed!!!

Trevor Blackwell is back on his feet but slumped in the corner. Dr. Matt returns to him, mounting The Hardcore Icon and dropping a couple of rights into his face that send Trevor down onto his ass in the corner. But he suddenly stands and grabs the Doctor, planting him hard with a Powerbomb off the top rope right onto the Thumbtacks as the crowd explodes! Dr. Matt jumps up, flailing around and screaming in pain with little glittering thumbtacks sticking into the flesh of his back. Blackwell's on him like white on rice, hooking the leg for the pin.
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Harvey: How do either of them end this???

Trevor Blackwell pulls Dr. Matt up to his feet and hoists him onto his shoulders again for one final Full Throttle but Dr. Matt shifts his weight and sneaks out the back door. Trevor turns and the Doctor lifts him, just destroying The King of Hardcore with The Doctor's Orders! He drops down for the pin!
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Winner: Dr. Matt

Harvey: What a hard fought victory!

Chase: Neither of these men will ever forget this!

Dr. Matt lays still for a moment before finding the strength to get up on his own.

Chase: Matt just got himself a World Title shot later tonight against Sabur, Carl Cage and Level One.

Harvey: I don’t know what Matt will have left to attempt to win this match.

Matt rolls out of the ring and slowly heads up the ramp as EMT's hit the ring to attend Trevor as we go to a commercial for next Month’s PPV, CHRISTMAS CHAOS.

[President Jeff]

Trevor Blackwell is sitting on a stretcher in the backstage area of the arena pulling tacks out of his body, and getting his head stitched back together by his sister, Kristina Blackwell.

Trevor Blackwell: Dr. Matt got lucky, damn it, that's all.

Kristina Blackwell: I know, Trev.

He rips back from her hands to look at her, opening his gash further. He wipes the blood out of his eye without a thought.

Trevor: I had him! I fucking had him!

Kristina: Yeah, I know. Now shut up and sit still! You're making the blood flow worse!

Trevor hunches down and glowers, letting his sister stitch him. Quiet footfalls head closer towards them and a tall woman with curly brown hair passes a few steps in front of the siblings. She turns back to Trevor Blackwell and walks to the stretcher.

Trevor: This isn't over! Dr. Matt is going to wish he'd never been bo-

His voice cuts out as the woman grabs the dog collar that is still around his neck and yanks Trevor Blackwell toward her. She digs one hand into his shoulder, ripping tacks out with her nails. Kristina lets her hands fall, aiming a questioning look at the unknown woman.

Trevor groans in pain and pleasure as the woman squeezes his shoulder and pulls his face closer to her. She sticks out her tongue and licks Trevor Blackwell from his jaw to his brow, leaving a clean trail in the mess of blood running down his face. She briefly kisses his lips, unaware or uncaring of the shocked look on the Blackwells' faces.

Woman: Hmm...coppery.

She turns and continues down the hallway. Trevor Blackwell turns to his sister, blood dribbling down his lower lip. His face splits into a grin.

Trevor: Who the hell was that?

Kristina shrugs and continues where she left off before the strange interruption, working on her finally quiet brother as Trevor stares off down the hall after the mysterious woman as we go back to ringside

Chase: What a night this has been and what a match we just saw.

Harvey: We now know tonights Main Event. Sabur will defend his title against Carl Cage, Level One and Dr. Matt in a Fatal 4 way match.

Chase: Sabur is gonna have his hand full.

Harvey: It should make for an exciting ending to November Reign, that’s for sure. Lets go to the ring.

Tony: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is a TEXAS TORNADO MATCH and is for the APW Tag Team Championships. The match is elimination style where both members of a team must be eliminated in order for the other to reign victorious.

The lights fade in the arena as a melodic tone echos through the speakers. A red glow encompasses the ramp way as BOOM blasts out onto the speakers. Twister explodes out from behind the curtain and amidst a curtain of pyro shoots a couple poses for the fans. He turns to hit towards the ring as the music suddenly stops dead. The lights cut out and a blue glow takes over the red as Misseria Cantare hits the speakers. Lively emerges from the curtain in his hooded jacket like thingy. Twister looks towards his partner who amidst his own set of pyro flips his hood up and flashes an arrogant pompass smirk towards his partner as he hits his I AM JESUS pose. Twister walks over and shoves Lively out of the way and heads down the ramp as the Jesus recomposes himself and strikes another pose before following his partner into the ring.

Tony: Making their way to the ring weighing in at a combined weight of 460 pounds, 'The Natural Disaster' Twister, 'The White Lion' Michael Lively, they are the Holy Storm.

Harvey: Well Johnny, it seems Lively and Twister are still at their battle of one ups manship, but could that work to their advantage in a match like this.

Chase: Well it could, but they'll be facing a tag team definitely on the same page and be it tornado rules or not, two together is better than two apart.

Kick Start my Heart hits the speakers as the Tag team champions make their way out onto the stage.

Tony: And their opponents, they are the Tag Team Champions, Jason Royce and The Hardcore Kid... Hardcore ICE!

Twister and Lively meet eyes in the ring and converse something briefly before bouncing off the back ropes and then fly forward and lunge over the top rope meeting Hardcore Ice in their tracks with dualing suicide dives as the bell sounds.

Texas Tornado Tag Team Championship Match
Holy Storm (Twister and Micheal Lively) VS Hardcore Ice (THK and Jason Royce)


Lively and Twister roll through their opponents on the floor and pair off on the completely unaware champions. Lively grabs THK and slides him into the ring and Twister remains on the outside with Royce. THK crawls across the ring quickly and pulls himself up just in time to see Lively dashing across the ring at him. THK ducks down and Lively goes up and over the top rope and lands on the apron on the other side of said ropes. Lively grabs THKs head and snaps him into the top rope causing him to stumble backwards. Lively springs up onto the top rope and flies towards the kid driving him into the mat with a modified bulldog. Lively goes for a cover.

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Meanwhile outside the ring Twister pulls Royce to his feet and lines up a clothesline but Jason ducks the attack and meets the former world champion with a stiff side kick to the mid section. Twister doubles over just long enough for Royce to meet him with a solid kick to the side of the head. Twister tumbles over against the ring barrier and Royce quickly uses the opportunity to slide into the ring. Royce sees Lively over his partner and quickly runs in for the rear attack... Insert what ever joke you will here. Royce drives a boot into the back of Mikes head as THK gets to his feet and shares in the stomp fest. Lively fights up to get to his feet and Royce swings at the former Overdrive champion but Lively dashes forward and ducks under the clothesline then launches himself up and drills a spinning heel kick to THK knocking him to the side of the ring. Royce looks to attack Lively but Twister sneaks in the ring behind Royce and pulls him from the head of Royce driving him to the mat with the Twister Drop. He holds on for the quick cover.

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Lively whips THK off the ropes, Lively hits the mat and THK jumps over him right into a spine buster by Twister. Twister holds THK down and signals for Lively to go upstairs. He reluctantly obliges as Royce slowly gets to his feet as well. Lively poses for a moment up top then flies from the rope. As this happens Royce has pulled Twister off THK, and as Lively flips through the Prelude he finds nothing but canvas as THK has rolled out of the way. Twister bounces up to his feet and blocks a punch by Royce and shoves him out of the way then dives out of the way himself as THK runs at Twister, missing a power lariat and nailing the turnbuckle hard. Twister ignores the distraction and catches a spun around Iceman and drives him into the mat with a hard Windbreaker. Lively quickly scrambles on top of Royce for the pin cover as Twister drives a clothesline into THK.

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ELIMINATED: 'Iceman' Jason Royce

Chase: Oh man, ever the opportunist, Lively pounces on an opportunity and gets a pinfall off a windbreaker, and now, the odds really stacked against the champs as THK is left to fend for himself against the Holy Storm.

Harvey: Royce has to go to the back now, those are the rules of the match... THK has to be concerned if he realizes what happened.

Twister ignores THK and looks at Lively, seemingly annoyed signaling to him that that was his finishing move, and should a been his pin. Lively argues back saying Twister caused him to go splat into the mat. The bickering goes on as Royce is escorted to the dressing room groggily. THK slowly is pulling himself up in the corner and sees Twister and Lively arguing. He gets up and pushes forward dropkicking Lively in the back knocking him into Twister, knocking Twister out of the ring. Lively crawls towards the ropes and pulls himself up. Lively spins around and gets caught by THK and gets laid out with the Straight to Hell. Lively lays on the mat and THK sits up looking winded before falling over on a cover.

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Twister pulls the ref from the ring before the hand can come down for the three count. The ref jumps up in the face of Twister before getting hit in the back from the crowd with a steel chair. From the crowd Jason Royce is seen wielding said chair. He swings again and nails a dazed Twister with the chair knocking him to the floor. Royce slides into the ring and hammers the chair down on the mat. THK lifts up Lively and pushes him towards Royce who lifts him into the air and looks for the GTS but Lively swings through it and DDTs Royce right into the previously set up chair. Royce's head cracks open like a coconut and he rolls sloppily to the outside as Twister rolls in. He goes to get to his feet but THK heaves him into the air and quickly slams him down with a Straight to Hell on the chair. THK rolls into a pin but the ref is still laid out on the outside. Lively sits himself up in the corner and slowly pulls himself up as Kid yells for a pin count. Lively runs across the ring, but the champs sixth sense kicks in and he narrowly dodges getting punted square in the head. THK pulls himself to his feet and pivots around and nails Lively coming in with a huge spear. THK locks up Lively's legs and locks in a sharp shooter as he yells out to the crowd. Lively reaches out desperate for an escape but with no ref, nothings gonna matter. Lively tries to power up out of the hold but THK has him out weighted all be it barely. Twister finally gets to his feet and staggers towards THK... Twister times a side kick nicely, and lays it across THK's jaw sending him sprawling to the mat Twister stumbles over Lively and onto THK for a pin fall attempt, but the ref still is no where to be found. Twister finally gets up and looks around and laid out by a clothesline from Jason Royce. Royce picks Twister up and hoists him into the air and brings him crashing to the mat with a hard GTS. Twister spins around and finally face plants into the mat. Royce rolls him over and pulls THK on top of Twister. He then turns and dives at Lively nailing him in the head with a drop kick. Royce then rolls out of the ring and grabs the referee... He slides him into the ring and urges for him to count. Slowly he does so.

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Both men bounce up to their feet and Lively surges towards his opponent, but THK ducks down under the attack. Lively then turns around and suffers a low kick catching the JESUS just above his.... Um well JESUS. Jesus doubles over realizing just how close that was and THK lays him down with a vicious DDT almost windbreakerish. THK thinks about a pin but sees Twister getting to his feet.. THK then measures him up and drills him with a superkick knocking him to the mat. THK rolls back and lays over Lively with a pin. The ref counts.

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Shoulder up which draws a mixed reaction from the fans. THK gets up in frustration and looks over at Twister laid out near the middle of the ring. THK leaves the ring and slowly ascends the turnbuckles and looks down at his target. He motions in a belt like manner around his waist and flies through the air with a shooting star leg drop and driving the leg across Twisters chest. He lays across Twister with another pin.

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Chase: Apparently no one cares who's move is who's anymore.

Harvey: This has to go down as one of the best tag matches we've seen, gotta hand it to THK sticking it out this long Johnny.

Twister covers groggily.

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THK just gets his foot up on the ropes to a gasp from the capacity crowd.

On the outside meanwhile... Royce continues to lay fists and kicks into Lively who is trying to cover up. Finally Lively seems to block a punch... He shoves Royce backwards and then leaps up onto the apron and jumps off it corkscrewing through the air and slamming into Royce laying him out. Lively tries to regain his composure as we return to in ring action. Twister sits in the corner... an exhausted look on his face, before finally pulling himself to his feet... THK gets to his feet and staggers half a step towards Twister before he gets flung through the air with a deep hip toss... Twister gets back to his feet and sees THK trying the same so he tosses him the other way with another toss. Twister quickly kick flips to his feet and yells bringing the capacity crowd to their feet. Twister walks towards THK who got up slower this time but is met with a low blow from one half of the tag champions. THK tries to lock in Twister for his trademark, but Twister slides through THK and quickly hoists him into the air... THK scrambles to try to escape but to no avail as Twister lays him out with the Fury in the Wind. Twister springs up and after shaking out the pain in the nether regions grabs THK's leg and spins him around locking him into Twisters Rage.

Chase: THK is first hand fearing Twisters Rage!

Harvey: Its gotta be over.

Chase: Wait a minute!

From no where Michael Lively comes flying through the air and drives into the back of THK's head with a Prelude. The impact sends Twister tumbling off THK, however he quickly returns to his feet and while the JESUS crawls around trying to shake off the impact pain Twister rolls THK over and lays in for the pin.

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Eliminated: The Hardcore Kid.

Winners and NEW APW Tag Team Champions: The Holy Storm Michael Lively and Twister

Tony: Ladies and Gentlemen the winners of this contest and the NEW Tag Team Champions, Twister and Michael Lively, the Holy Storm.

Harvey: My god... My god they pulled it off.

Chase: It looked real bad early, they didn’t seem to be on the same page, but they pulled it together Darren... I honestly can't believe it!

The ref hands the titles to Twister who looks down at both belts then up at Lively who is stationed in the corner catching his breath. Twister nods approvingly and tosses a strap towards the JESUS. The Jesus looks on tentatively before stepping forward... Lively nods at Twister and the pair raise their newly acquired titles into the air to a surprising ovation from the crowd on hand.

Harvey: Gotta give it to THK though Johnny, he is one tough son of a bitch. He held off Twister and Lively as long as anyone could have been expected to.

[President Jeff]

We cut backstage where we see Sabur standing in front of a camera with the title around his waist.

Sabur: Tonight, there’s been a change of plans. I came here tonight thinking that I’d get to fight Doctor Phate. But President Jeff had other plans when Doctor Phate didn’t show up tonight. The real reason why Doctor Phate didn’t come here tonight is because Doctor Phate fears Sabur. After the beating I gave him on Meltdown. After I have him the House of Pain into the ring Post. That sent the message loud and clear to him that he’s in for an ass kicking. And that’s why he’s not here. Now tonight, I defend my title for the first time against Carl Cage, Level One and Dr. Matt. Quite frankly, I can care less who I defend my title against. Because I’m going to go out there, Kick some ass and walk out still the champ. And not only that, I will do what I have to do to be the Best Damn APW Champion this company has ever seen. DR. Matt, Level One and Carl Cage, The only opportunity this is for you is that you’ll have the opportunity to get your asses beat by the Man Cow, The Irish Hammer, Sabur. Boys, Lets the Reign BEGIN!

The camera cuts to ringside

Chase: What a night this has been.

Harvey: I know. And its now time for our main event.

Chase: The show kicked off tonight with President Jeff announcing that the scheduled match between Doctor Phate and Sabur will not be taking place as Doctor Phate is not here tonight. So Jeff decided that the winners of the three singles matches tonight will face Sabur in a Fatal 4 way Match for the APW World Title.

Harvey: A shocking announcement that was. We saw Carl Cage defeat Fyre Angel. Dr. Matt defeated Trevor Blackwell in a vicious match. And Level One defeated Level One.

Chase: This should be one hell of a match here tonight.

Harvey: A big opportunity for those three men. Especially Carl Cage who’s made his in ring return to APW here tonight.

Chase: And Level One. He’s only been wrestling here for a month.

Harvey: And I don’t even know if Dr. Matt is in any shape at the moment to win a world title.

Chase: It should be an interesting bout. Tony Ferrari is in the ring. Lets go to him for the introductions.

Tony: The following contest is your MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING AND IT’S A FATAL 4 WAY MATCH FOR THE APW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP

As "Don't Question My Heart" by Saliva and the crowd erupts into a chorus of boos. As the song picks up smoke rises and finally the pyros are set off with one big bang as Carl Cage steps out onto the ramp with his arms outstretched.

Tony: Making his way to the ring first, CARL CAGE

Cage lowers his arms. Then he make there way down to the ring gesturing and back chatting the crowd as he is shouting abuse to the crowd who are booing him. Cage walks up the steps and step's over the top rope, he then walks into the middle of the ring and starts posing as the crowds booing gets louder and louder. After he has finished posing Carl stops and a smirk that exudes arrogance appears on his face, his music then fades out as he gets ready for action.

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

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

Dr. Matt places his hands on his hips, and smiles, looking out at all his cheering fans. He then high fives a few lucky fans sitting by the ramp as he limps down to the ring and then rolls in under the bottom rope. He gets to his feet and waits for his opponents


Put You On Game- By Lupe Fiasco blasts the PA system, as Level-One steps up on-top of the ramp. Red smoke swirls beneath him, and a string of red and blue pyro shoots up into the air he raises both of his titles high in the air.

Tony: From Toronto, Ontario, Canada! Weighing in at 262 pounds, he is the current True Experts world champion...Level-One!!!

Level-One puts his title on his shoulder and slowly begins to walk down the ramp, being booed loudly by the crowd. Level-One stops before eyeing down a fan, mocking the fan in the process. Level-One turns, and climbs up onto the apron. He climbs up turn-buckle, hoisting his title high in the air. Level-One hops down, and awaits for the fight in-front of him.

The lights dimThen “My Own Summer” by the deftones hits the PA. Orange lights flash to the beat of the music, as a shower of red sparks stream down like a water fall. The music picks up, and two large explosions on both sides of the entrance ignite as Sabur strolls through the shower of sparks.

Tony: And Lastly, from LAS VEGAS, WEIGHING IN AT 297 POUNDS. HE IS THE CURRENT, REIGNING, AND DEFENDING APW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION. HE IS THE IRISH HAMMER….THIS IS…..SABUR!

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

Chase: I don’t know about you Darren, but seeing these four going at it is 10 times better than seeing Sabur take on Doctor Phate

Harvey: Agreed!

APW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE FATAL 4 WAY MATCH
Sabur © Vs Dr. Matt Vs Carl Cage Vs Level One/Level One

The Bell rings and Sabur moves towards the middle of the ring and looks at Level One and challenges him to come after him. Level One runs and Sabur grabs Level One by his head and tosses him over the top rope and onto the floor. Sabur turns to Dr. Matt who’s head is bandaged up from his match with Trevor. Matt runs and Sabur gets him in the face with a big boot. Matt goes down and rolls to the side of the ring.

Chase: Sabur is an Animal and will destroy everyone in his path.

Harvey: Sabur has the advantage here being the only one in this match who didn’t compete earlier.

Sabur turns to Carl Cage and Carl walks up to him as the Two Big men look at each other and start mumbling something to each other. Then they both start exchanging punches. Sabur gets the upper hand and pushes Carl to the ropes and then throws him to the other ropes. Carl reverses it and takes the APW Champion down with a huge diving shoulder block. Sabur stumbles to his feet and falls into the corner. Carl throws Sabur into the opposite corner and runs at him. Sabur moves out of the way at the last second and Carl goes chest first into the corner. Carl turns and Sabur grabs him in a bear huge and throws him over his head with a Belly to Belly suplex.

Harvey: Can anyone take down this Animal.

Level One is back in the ring and he starts attacking Sabur from behind. Level One grabs Sabur’s head and locks him in, in a headlock. Sabur quickly uses his power to pick Level One up and tosses him off. Level One hits the Mat Hard and slowly gets up. Sabur pulls him to the middle of the ring and picks him up in a military Press Slam. Sabur holds him there for a few seconds to show off his strength and Dr. Matt is in the ring and he kicks Sabur, Causing Level One to fall on top of Sabur for a cover.
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Chase: Your not going to be Sabur like that.

Sabur starts getting up and Matt puts him in a front face lock while Level One, and Carl starts laying in shots on Sabur’s back. Sabur some how gets to his feet, Stands up, lifting Matt in the air, and in an Air plane spin, takes Level One and Carl down with Matt’s face.

Harvey: What strength by Sabur. These guys are even trying to work together to take Sabur out but that’s not even good enough!

With Matt still holding on to Sabur, Sabur goes to the corner and puts Matt up on the top rope. Matt lets go of the front face lock and Sabur punches Matt in the face. Sabur climbs up and hooks Matt up for a suplex, but Level One and Carl get up and goes to the corner. They both hit Sabur in the back a few times before both Power Bombing him off the middle rope. Matt then stands on the top rope and jumps off with a big Elbow drop on Sabur’s chest. Matt just lays there on him as the ref counts
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Level One and Carl pulls Matt off Sabur.

Harvey: Its one pin fall to the finish.

Chase: And Sabur doesn’t even have to get pinned to lose his title

Both Level One and Carl go to make the cover but they stop each other and Level One kicks Carl and starts punching him. They get to the ropes and Level One throws Carl into the ropes. Carl comes back and Level One pulls down the ropes and Carl goes over, but lands on the ring apron. As both guys get up, Level One grabs Carl’s head and brings Carl’s throat down across the top rope. Carl falls to the outside. Sabur is on his knee’s and Level One kicks the monster in the head which doesn’t do much as he’s still getting up. Level One snap mares Sabur and kicks him in the spine, and put of no where, Dr. Matt rolls Level One up in a school boy
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Both guys get up and Level One rushes at Matt and Matt gets a waste lock in and rolls Level One up again
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Sabur side kicks Matt in the face, knocking him over. Sabur gets his arm ready for a big clothesline as Level One is getting up. Level One gets up and Sabur hits the ropes, but then lands on his face as Carl Cage trips him and drags him out of the ring onto his feet and gives him a few punches before spearing Sabur’s back into the ring apron. Carl Pulls Sabur away from the ring and they look up, and they see Level One Vaulting himself over the top rope and goes crashing down onto the two big men.

Chase: Action is starting to pick up here!

All three guys get up and Dr. Matt is on the top rope and he comes flying off with a cross body and everyone goes down and the fans jump to their feet in excitement.

Harvey: The fans are loving every bit of this match. This is APW. This is Action Packed Wrestling!

Matt is the first to get up and he takes Sabur and rolls him into the ring and Matt follows. Sabur is up and Matt lays the punches in on Sabur but Sabur gets a knee in on Matt and throws him into the ropes, but Matt comes back and hits Sabur with a Lou Thez Press and starts laying in the punches. Out side of the ring, Carl grabs Level One and throws him into the ring steps. Back in the ring, Matt gets off Sabur and Sabur gets up. Matt kicks him and goes for the SawBones Stunner, but Sabur pushes Matt off into the ropes. Matt comes back and Sabur lifts him up for a Spine Buster, but Matt counters into a DDT. Matt makes the cover.
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Chase: Carl earned himself an Xtreme Title shot by defeating Fyre Angel early tonight. I think he wants the World title even more.

Carl picks Sabur up and Head Butts him and he falls into the corner. Outside the ring where Matt goes his shoulder rammed into the post, Level One is there and grabs Matt’s arm and swings into the post. Matt falls into the corner, holding his arm as Level One slides into the ring to see Carl ramming his shoulder into Sabur’s Stomach. Carl takes a step back and Level One grabs Carl by the waist and gives him a German Suplex. Carl folds up like an accordion. Level One grabs Sabur and hits a Northern Lights Suplex into a pin.
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Harvey: There’s still much fight left in Sabur.

Level One looks at the ref and the ref tells him 2. Level One picks Sabur up and Carl is in the corner. Level One throws Sabur into the corner and right into Carl. Level One runs and goes for a splash in the corner, but Sabur moves and Level One splashes Carl. With Sabur behind Level One, he grabs him and picks him up and slams him down with the Irish Car Bomb. Sabur covers.
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Sabur gets up and stands over Level One signaling for the House of Pain. Before he can do anything, he gets spun around by Dr. Matt who kicks him and gives him Da Mattster Punishment (Tiger Driver) for the count.
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Matt gets up and takes Level One and DDT’s him. Matt goes to Pick Level One up, but from behind, Carl low blows Dr. Matt. The crowd boo’s as Carl takes Matt up in a powerbomb and then slams him down with a choke slam!

Chase: THE EGO SENSATION!

Harvey: WE COULD HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!

Carl quickly makes the cover.
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Chase: I thought we had a new champion right there.

Harvey: Carl Cage almost had the biggest upset in APW

Sabur picks Carl up and throws him out of the ring. Sabur pulls Matt up to his feet and picks him up across his shoulders for the House of Pain. Level One is up and gives Sabur the Code Breaker. Sabur falls backwards to the Mat and hitting a Samoan Drop type move on Matt. With Sabur on top of Matt, the ref counts.
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Level One lifts Matt up and drills him into the mat with a Piledriver. Before he can cover him. Sabur is up and picks Level One up and hits the House of Pain! Sabur covers
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Carl slides into the ring and kicks Sabur in the head as he’s getting up. Carl throws Sabur into the ropes and catches him with a 360 spinning Side Slam. Carl covers with the leg hooked
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The fans are on their feet chanting APW as Sabur struggles to get to his feet. Sabur pulls Carl up and puts him up on his shoulder for a running power slam. Sabur runs, but Carl slides down Saburs back and pushes him into the turn buckle. Sabur bounces out of it and Carl runs off the ropes and hits Sabur hard with a Clothesline From Hell. Carl covers.
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Chase: The Man Cow won’t stay down!

Carl picks Sabur up and throws him into the ropes and goes for a back elbow, but Sabur ducks it and comes back with a huge spear on Carl. Sabur quickly picks Carl up and gives him a T-Bone Suplex and covers him
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Chase: How the Hell is Dr. Matt even still able to compete right now!

Harvey: Because he’s Hardcore as Hell

Matt see’s Level One trying to get up. He grabs him and picks him up for the Doctors Orders, but Level One fights out of it and is back on his feet. Level One gives Matt a few shots to his back and then hooks Matt’s arms, picks him up upside down and hits the Level Advance! Level One covers and hooks the Leg.
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SABUR BREAKS THE COUNT!

Chase: I thought it was over here!

Harvey: What a match!

Sabur grabs Level One and throws him into the ropes and Sabur puts his head down and Level One kicks him. Level One goes for a clothesline, but Sabur ducks it and both guys run off the ropes and catch each other with a double clothesline.

Chase: This is still anybody’s match

Carl is slowly moving and see’s Matt slowly moving as well. Carl stands over Matt and as Matt gets up, Carl grabs him and picks him up for a powerbomb.

Chase: The Ego SENSATION

Harvey: ITS OVER!

But before Carl can do the Chokeslam, Matt counters with an Eye rake and lands on his feet. Carl, trying to get his vision back, gets picked up by Matt who uses all his strength and hits the Doctors Orders. The impact of the move on the big man had Matt fall back. Matt gets up and starts going towards Carl for the pin and out of no where, Sabur grabs Level One and throws him into Dr. Matt and the impact sends them both through the ropes and onto the floor.

Harvey: A desperation move by Sabur!

Sabur pulls Carl up to his feet then hoist him up on his shoulders and hits the House of Pain. Sabur covers.
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Winner and STILL APW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION: SABUR!

Chase: Unbelievable.

Harvey: Sabur just beat three other men to retain his title!

Chase: Amazing!

Sabur’s music hits as Sabur lays on the mat and the ref gives him the title. Sabur gets up and raises the title in the air and celebrates as Carl lays in the ring and Level One and Dr. Matt lay on the floor.

Chase: What a night.

Harvey: November Reign definitely delivered tonight

Chase: With just four shows before the year is done, I can’t wait to see what in store for next mont.

Harvey: Be sure to check out Overdrive next Monday.

Chase: Until then, I’m Johnny Chase signing off for Darren Harvey

Sabur continues to celebrate as November Reign goes off the air