MAYHEM 09

[President Jeff]

Mayhem 2009 kicks off with a intro video before fading huge pyro shooting from the stage. The pyro ends and the fans jump up cheering, holding their signs up in the air. The camera then stops on the commentators, Johnny Chase and Darren Harvey.

Chase: Welcome everyone to Mayhem 2009 and man is this going to be a pay per view to go down in the history books.

Harvey: Yeah, because tonight Level One has to defend his title against, not one, not two, but three opponents in a Fatal Four Way with no disqualifications. I can tell you this much Chase it is going to be a big match.

Chase: Yeah and I'm looking forward to seeing what happens this night, because whatever happens it is going to be humongous.

Harvey: Also tonight, two men, Assassin and Slade Craven will fight in what is called, The Anarchy Cell.

Chase: This may be the most brutal match in APW History. Maybe more Bruital than The Hardcore Kid Verses Jason Royce from Rasslemania V.

Harvey: Speaking of the Hardcore Kid, he will take on Twister tonight, in what will look to be Twister’s last match in APW.

Chase: No one ever retires from wrestling.

Harvey: And in what was a tug of war over control of Wednesday night overdrive, turned into a tag match between President Hurricane Jeff and his body guard Streets Wilson Verses Max Carter and his body Guard, Jesse Nunez!

Chase: Max has taken some abused over the past few weeks, but he plans on putting a stop to it tonight!

Harvey: And we’re kicking off tonight’s show with a number one contenders match for the Overdrive Title. Tonight we have a giant guest commentator in Shadow for this first match. As a matter of fact that match looks about ready to go. Lets go ahead and go to Tony Ferrari in the ring.

Number One Contenders Match for the Overdrive Title
BIGGS VS MR. STRANGE

Tony: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the number one contendership for the Overdrive Championship!

"Metalingus" by Alterbridge hits as the fans go crazy, knowing just who is coming out. Sure enough Shadow comes walking out tall and strong as the fans try to touch him, however they can't reach him.

Tony: Coming to the announcer's table, he is the APW Overdrive Champion....Shadow!

Shadow goes over to the announcer's table and sits down with both Chase and Harvey, they shake hands to welcome the newcomer to the announcer table, he is handed a headset and does a quick check of the microphone on it.

Harvey: Nice to have you with us Shadow.

Shadow: Sure. Well the fans needed someone out here to cheer for. We all know that both men in this match hate the fans so why would anyone want to see this match aside from me.

Chase: Before any of the potential competition comes out just what are your feelings on these two?

Shadow: Well lets see, we have a Star Wars Pilot and an extra from an Alan Moore comic. Need I say more?

Chase: You don't seem worried Shadow.

Shadow: And why should I be, honestly?

The arena lights fade to black as “Spaceman” blares over the loudspeakers. Blue laser lights shoot from the stage as strobe lights flash about the arena. Biggs enters to a chorus of boos, and flashes his trademark smirk before making his way down the ramp to the ring.

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

Chase: Biggs had a great showing in the tag match against the AKA not too long ago on Overdrive and I want to see what he can do on one on one basis.

Harvey: If you call cheating a great showing then sure that man had a great showing on the last Overdrive.

Shadow: And lets not forget, no matter what he did in the ring he still was the one who was pinned. He lost to the A.K.A. guys, that is all that matters. But thats what happens when you're an upcomer who shoots their mouth off. The A.K.A. puts you in your place.

Biggs mocks the fans as he heads towards the ring, and once he reaches the ring, he rolls in beneath the ropes, pops up to his feet, and raises his hands up, index fingers pointed upwards. Biggs removes his ring jacket and shades as the lights come back on.

Harvey: Look at him mocking the fans, what a showboat. I hope this strange guy cleans up shop tonight and teaches him the finer arts of wrestling.

Chase: Do you hear yourself talk sometimes Chase? Mr. Strange is just as bad as Biggs.

Shadow: Well if you mean in wrestling skill, then yeah I totally agree with you Chase.

"Feuer Frei" by Ramstein hits and the fans boo as loud as they can as Mr. Strange steps out to flashing red and black lights. He walks down to the ring not taking his eyes off Biggs.

Tony: Making his way to the ring, from parts unknown, weighing in at 175 lbs....Mr. Strange!

Chase: And there is the other half of the match, this man had a nice run over on EwC, but now it is time to see what he is capable of here in the big leagues.

Harvey: If I may say.. I don't like either of these men, I mean what is up with that mask of his that he never takes off. What is he trying to be a luchadore?

Shadow: Actually I believe he is the descendant in a long line of French kings that get their jollies off sealing themselves up in maskes.

Harvey: You're kidding right?

Mr. Strange gets into the ring and circles around Biggs, who looks at the masked man with a sort of arrogant grin playing across his face. The bell sounds and both men circle each other, sizing each other up for the first attack. Biggs gets it with a quick Headlock and with the size advantage he holds Strange away from the ropes to break the hold, however Biggs isn't thinking of Strange's considerable strength. Strange pushes Biggs into the ropes to break the hold, which he does indeed wait for the whole time to break, and in response Mr. Strange punches Biggs straight in the jaw and sends him tumbling to the mat outside the ring.

Harvey: Man this match is going slow, so far Biggs has locked in a headlock and Strange has punched Biggs in the jaw.

Chase: Come on Harvey its only the start of the match. What are you feeling right now watching these two competitors, Shadow, knowing one of these people will be your number on contender?

We turn and see Shadow on the cell phone with someone.

Shadow: Hey Jerry? Yeah this is Shadow with A.P.W. listen man I just want to tell you as a long time listener, first time caller I am a big fan of your show!. Huh, what?

He hangs up the phone.

Shadow: Oh, sorry, I didn't know there was a match going on.

Strange is now outside the ring and walking with sadistic glee, he can even be heard laughing towards Biggs, who is now standing, and shaking his head. Strange goes to lay in a punch, but Biggs counters and kicks him in the gut and then knees him in the stomach. Biggs slams Strange's head on the apron and then gets inside the ring. Strange is kneeling on one knee and shaking his head, Biggs inside the ring is sizing him up for a cross-body, and as Strange gets up Biggs comes at him. Strange side steps the cross-body and Biggs lands in a bad way on the mat outside, he grunts in pain and holds his stomach. Strange takes advantage and begins to stomp on Biggs as he lays on the mat below.

Harvey: Now that is just repulsive, look at how sadistic Mr. Strange is.

Chase: Yeah, but you also have to admire his know how, he knew that Biggs was coming at him with a cross-body and sidestepped the man, I must say I'm favoring Strange in a win tonight.

Strange after stomping on Biggs and the count from the ref gets to five rolls him into the ring and gets in the ring himself. Biggs is now on his hands and knees, but has his back stomped on by Strange who locks in a Boston Crab. Biggs screams in agony and reaches for the ropes, using his own strength to stop him Strange keeps pulling him away from the ropes. Biggs finally manages to reach a rope and tired a bit lays on the mat clutching the rope as Strange lifts up the man's legs and get him air-born and slams him back down to the ring mat. Biggs screams in pain as Mr. Strange begins stomping on him some more. The ref breaks it up and pushes Strange to the other side of the ring, all the while Strange is laughing and watches as Biggs gets back to his feet.

Harvey: Finally the ref is taking control of the match. If he hadn't stopped Strange he may have broken Biggs' back.

Shadow: Don't worry it'll grow back

Chase: What?!

Shadow: Well probably.

Strange comes in to continue the assault but is laid into by Biggs with left hooks and right jabs. Biggs then tries to kick, but his leg is caught by Strange, but Biggs goes for the Enzuigiri, and hits home sending Strange to the mat. Biggs takes full advantage of the situation by performing a springboard leg drop. Thinking he has got this in the bag, Biggs goes for a cover.
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Strange kicks out!


Chase: Now that must be upsetting to see. Biggs couldn't end that right there and as the match goes on I can guarantee you that Strange will be able to dominate, Biggs has to end it quick or else he may lose his chance.

Biggs picks Strange up and then hits him with a kick to the side of the face, which sends Strange back to the mat. Biggs goes to the top turn buckle and goes for a top turnbuckle leg drop right on the back of Strange's neck, but Strange rolls out of the way and Biggs growls in pain, holding his leg. Strange gets up quicker than Biggs who is limping a bit and gives Biggs a clothesline that literally flips him over the arm and to the mat behind Strange.

Harvey: What a powerful clothesline! Jesus, I wouldn't be surprised to see Biggs lose right now after that!

Chase: I have a question Shadow, if dealing with Strange how can you stop a man who has this much power and tenacity?

Shadow: The exact same way I did last time.

Strange picks Biggs up and slams him back down with a Half-Nelson suplex. Biggs lays there, most likely knocked out by the clothesline and now even more hurting from the suplex as Strange goes for the pin.


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Biggs kicks out!


Chase: Looks like Biggs is not done yet, or maybe that was just instinct. I guess we will just have to wait and see if he has anymore steam left in him.

Shadow: Chase, has anyone ever told you how riveting your commentary is?

Chase: No. but thank you.

Shadow: (sarcastically) Sure. Sure.

Strange starts stomping on Biggs who is trying his best to get up after the powerful assaults by Strange and finally manages to. Strange goes for another clothesline by Irish whipping Biggs into the ropes only to have Biggs duck underneath the clothesline and then then jump off the ropes with a spring board dropkick. Strange falls on his back holding his stomach where he was hit, Biggs signals for the grand finale.

Chase: Looks like Strange is about get a heaping helping of pain.

Biggs goes for Sharpshooter, which he locks in much to the dismay of Mr. Strange who is trying to reach the bottom rope, which he just can't seem to find. Finally he reaches out and grabs the bottom rope and once again Biggs holds it till he must release. Biggs knowing the damage is done quickly goes up to the top turnbuckle and gets ready to do the UFO Frog Splash and as he goes for it he is quickly caught by surprise by how quick Strange has gotten to his feet. He changes his plans and goes for a jump kick off the top turnbuckle, but he is caught in mid-air by his throat. Strange slams him down to the mat below with a choke slam and just like that Strange has changed the match in his favor. Strange grabs a hold of some of Biggs' hair and then locks in the Ace of Spades and hits it. Strange goes for the cover.


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Winner via pinfall: Mr. Strange!

Chase: That was a great match and even greater now that Shadow knows exactly who he will have to fight. He has a new number one contender and his name is Mr. Strange!

Harvey: And trust me fans there is more to come because tonight we may be crowning a new APW champion, so stay tuned.

Mr. Strange gets up and looks at Shadow on the outside of the ring as "Feuer Frei" hits. Shadow sits at the table but he has claimed the microphone from Tony.

Shadow: Listen man, I just want to say congratulations, in a ring of weak men, you stand alone as the weakest. And don't worry about our match there Dr. Fate, if you'd prefer we can just play the rerun of our last one, save yourself the embarassment.

Strange exits from the ring in anger, heading towards the back. Shadow raises his arms high as the fans cheer wildly and he makes his way away from the table and back up the ramp.

Chase: I’m getting word that Pence Weatherlight is backstage

[President Jeff]

The scene opens on Pence sitting his locker room wrapping his hands up tape. Nick sits on the other side of the locker room reading a book on professional wrestling while smoking a cigar. The door opens and James walks in, he is smiling and Pence stands up and shakes his hand.

James: Tonight is the big night man, are you ready?

Pence: James, I'm more than ready. I am excited! I mean listen to the fans out there, they are already anxious and ready to explode for the main event tonight. Hell I'm ready to explode for the match tonight. There is just one issue that I have so far with the whole thing...no interviewers have came by and wanted to speak with me. I see people going into Level One's locker room, people going into John Green's locker room, and hell even Jason Royce is getting more air time. So that got me to thinking, why don't you interview me right here and now..on live television for the millions and millions of fans out there who are waiting to hear what is going down tonight!

The fans cheer and begin chanting "James", he is quite reluctant to go into interviewing again, but feeling the energy of the fans and being encouraged by Pence, he nods his head.

James: Hello there APW fans, this is James Snyder, usually I'm in the recruiting office, but today I have decided to interview the man who is in the main event tonight, a man who is clearly a fan favorite. Pence Weatherlight.

There is a pop from the fans outside, as Pence rubs the stubs of what is left of his beard. James smiles.

James: Now Pence, many questions are being asked revolving around your right to even be in this match. So I have to ask, do you believe that you have a right to this match at all?

Pence: That is a good question James and let me answer it with a question of my own. Why in the fuck do my opponents care so much about my right to this match?

James thinks for a moment, but shrugs. He doesn't have a response for the question.

Pence: Well that is easy, they are afraid of the fans and what they do to me in the ring. I gain my strength straight from those fans out there, so what they are scared of is me standing out there and whipping their asses while the fans chant my name and give me the power necessary to topple all three of them in one night. Now that may sound a little bit arrogant, but that is what they have all been focusing on, my rights to this match, my experience level, my attitude. Let me tell them something right now, it doesn't matter what the fuck they say, you know why it doesn't matter, because tonight I'm still in the main event and let me tell you all this, I am God damn hungry for a title reign and I have every intention of crushing all three of them to feed myself and those starving fans out there who are here for entertainment.

James nods his head.

James: How exactly are you going to topple all three of these superstars who supposedly have enough experience to topple you in a few seconds?

Pence: Experience is experience, there is really only two ways to beat experience and that is with the fans on your side.

The fans begin to chant "Weatherlight".

Pence: And with endurance. I have both of those things by the shit ton, which most likely is scaring my competition right now. They are probably sitting in their leather chairs drinking a soda and then out of no where they hear the people chant my name. Let me tell you when a whole capacity crowd breaks out and starts chanting one name and one name only it becomes a battle chant and with that battle chant I will devour and spit out my competition and with my endurance I will be able to take way more hits than my opponents could ever dream of.

James: Do you think that the three of them will team up to beat you tonight?

Pence: That is clearly what will happen, they don't think I belong, and they are right. I don't belong to their fucked up troupe that believes Level One is all that and a bag of chips. Listen up Level One, I'm not afraid of you or the gay ass clown parade that you have following you around the arena tonight. So all three of you can go ahead and team up and one by one I will slam you all down with the Battle Testimony or the Heavy Artillery. You can come at me with weapons and I will disarm you, you can come at me with punches, but I will dodge you, you can come at me with power moves, but I will out power you. In the end their is nothing that I haven't trained in preparation for tonight. Nick over there has pushed every damn little tidbit of information about each of your skills deep into my cranium until it has literally been burnt into it. Just so I could defeat you all tonight and prove just what exactly I'm made of to you self-righteous ninnies. Ain't that right Nick?

Nick looked up from his book at being mentioned in the interview.

Nick: Hell yeah.

James: So what is your game plan?

Pence: My game plan is to avoid getting cornered during the match, if I can avoid fighting myself back into a corner I can pretty much win this match. Hopefully I can break up potential team forming too, even though I know it will happen, I can try my best to break it up and throw it away. Also I have to stay on the defensive, to stay on the defensive means to play it safe, don't go crazy out there, use my power game and the fans to my advantage as long as it doesn't get me in a tight spot.

James: Anything that you would like to add Nick?

Nick: Nothing really, all that needs to be known is that my boy Pence here is going to kick some ass and take some names. He is hungry to be champion and he is hungry to entertain the fans and tonight he is going to do both of those things and win the championship for the good guys. The all American way.

James: Well that's all she wrote folks, this is James Snyder....signing off.

James is slapped on the back by Pence who smiles and nods his head.

Pence: You've still got it dude.

We head back to ringside

[President Jeff]

The lights go down in the arena as Down Chimera begins to play. From the backstage area the flashing lights fade back as Assassin walks into brightness out with a proud look on his face. As he slowly makes his way towards the ring, the first three sides of the Anarchy Cell walls are lowered to the floor. Assassin takes his time as he reaches the base of the ramp and the ring announcer speaks.

Tony Ferrari: The following match is an Anarchy Cell Match. The only way to win this match is to climb the ladder and grab the prize hanging from above.

The camera focuses on the loop and there is nothing hanging from it.

Harvey: I know we do not have a prize yet but I have word that it is on its way to the ring.

Tony Ferrari: Introducing first, from Dallas Texas, he is a member of the Ass Kickers Anonymous, ladies and gentlemen, Assassin!

The waves of cheers wash over the first man to step inside the ring as the loop is lowered to the level where Tony Ferrari and Assassin stand. As his music ends, the lights cut out again as purple and blue lasers shine and then “The Way You Like It” begins loudly as Slade Craven runs out from backstage. The roaring fans are in shock at what he has in his hand. It is a gold title.

Chase: I am just receiving word from President Jeff. The object in Slade’s hand is the prize of the night. It is something both men once held years ago. It is the P.C.W. heavyweight championship. This title means so much to both of these men.

Tony Ferrari: And his opponent, from Dallas, Texas, he is Slade “The Main Man” Craven!

Craven walks with great speed down the ramp and slide sunder the bottom rope. He holds the title high above his head as Assassin looks with approval. Craven hands the belt over to Assassin who takes a look at it. There is no name on the plate. The title is extravagant, and is not a replica, it is an original. Assassin nods and passes the belt to Tony who hooks it into the loop. As they raise the loop high into the air Tony exit’s the ring.

Harvey: This is a historical moment Chase.

Anarchy Cell
SLADE CRAVEN VS ASSASSIN


As the two men stand in the center of the ring the final side of the cell is lowered to the ground. Four ring attendants quickly rush to the two corners and begin locking everything in place. They climb small ladders to reach up the towards the top sealing it up. There are locks every two feet to ensure solidity. The attendants leave the ring area as the bell finally rings. Both Slade and Assassin look above them and see the victory strap high in the dangling eighteen feet above them. It’s a championship, that no one here recognizes. The gold glitters as both men take a deep breath and get ready for what is to come. The look at each other and begin to circle the ring as the fans begin to cheer.

Chase: Assassin versus Slade Craven, inside a match we have never seen before.

Harvey: And for those of you who do not know that belt that hangs so high above them is something the two never got a chance to fight for. Both of them have held that belt at one point or time and now, Slade brings it from his collection, making it the prize for the winner of this epic bout.

Chase: You can feel the electricity emanating from both of the competitors, long time friends and now everyone will finally see who the better man is.

Slade motions to Assassin as they close the distance between them and lock up. Assassin uses his strength to try and push Slade back, but Craven lowers his back leg, nearly kneeling on the ground. His knee does not touch the mat though as he pushes himself back up and tries to throw his long time friend back. Assassin does not buckle either. He slides a little on the mat, but his balance remains firm. Finally both men break the lock up, a stalemate reached. The fans begin to cheer and clap their hands together while the two circle the ring again.

Harvey: Neither man is going to give an inch here.

They lock up again, but Assassin quickly takes it to an overhead wrist lock. Craven tries to fight it, but Assassin bends him back, keeping Craven’s feet on the mat but lowering him towards the mat, his strength trying to force Slade to the ground. Slade uses his hands to try and push back up, his shoulder not touching the mat, he pushes himself back forcing himself back upright, holding the overhead wristlock then, Craven knees Assassin in the hip, kicks his legs out, drops back into an overhead wrist drag taking Assassin off his feet. Both men roll back up but Slade comes charging in. He hits Assassin twice in the gut and then coming up with his bicep into Assassin’s chin. He does not slow down with his shots. With his arm up Craven brings his elbow back into his opponent’s jaw, then he hit’s another elbow, this time spinning around with his left arm and then following through with a hard right hand to the face, taking Assassin back to the corner.

Harvey: What a flurry of blows from Slade.

He approaches his friend, and Assassin grabs both ropes and kicks Slade in the gut, following it up with a swift kick to the face. Then Assassin leaps from the corner with a few right hands off his own. Each one finding its mark, the side of Slade’s face. Craven blocks the last shot, holds the arm and takes it to a hammerlock with the right arm. Assassin goes to throw a back elbow, and Slade hooks that and turns it into a full nelson. Assassin drops to his rear before Craven can lock it in, slipping his arms down. Assassin rolls back kicks up, locking his ankles around Craven’s neck and then bringing him forward with a head scissors take down. Again both men roll to their feet and Assassin takes Slade down with a hard clothesline to the roaring cheers of the fans.

Harvey: The years of skill these two have accrued.

Chase: You said it Harvey, after all this time, their abilities are really coming out here tonight.

Slade gets back up as Assassin scoops his arm into an arm drag tossing Slade across the ring into a corner. Craven pulls himself back up and turns to get caught with another, but this time Assassin locks it in, putting his knee near the side of Slade’s head, holding him down.

Chase: No submissions in this match.

Harvey: But you take out an appendage and your opponent cannot fight.

Chase: That is true Harvey, that is absolutely true.

Craven blocks the shots to the chest that Assassin throws while Slade is held down, so Assassin grabs Craven’s shoulder and guides him back up, but still keeping the hold locked in. Craven flexes his arm and drops hitting Assassin with an arm drag of his own and when Assassin rolls back to his feet Craven leaps up and hit’s a dropkick square to his opponent’s face taking Assassin to the mat. Craven walks over and picks up Assassin, shooting him off with an Irish whip, on the return he ducks the clothesline and Craven leaps up hitting a calf kick knocking Assassin back to the mat. Again Slade picks up Assassin and goes for a suplex, but this time Assassin counters, locking Slade’s leg with his own, spinning “The Main Man” around and catching Craven with his own suplex. Afterwards Assassin does a back roll to his knees and begins to hammer away at Slade with right hands.

Chase: Also, more importantly there are no disqualifications in this match.

Harvey: In a way it’s a last man standing match, because the only way to climb that ladder is to get your opponent to stay down.

Assassin gets back to his feet after several solid hits to Slade and then stomps Craven in the chest for good measure to keep him down. Then Assassin rolls out of the ring to the side and grabs a black steel chair. He slides back in the ring as Craven rolls away and slowly starts to get up. He looks to see Assassin raise the chair above his head, so Slade charges his opponent and hit’s a hard spear as the fans explode in approval. Craven gets back to his feet and picks up Assassin and delivers a big scoop slam. Then Craven hears the chants, he hears the fans chanting “Chair Chair!” so Slade goes to grab it but Assassin hit’s a leg scissors take down before Craven can grab it. Assassin rolls forward and hit’s a leg drop to Slade’s back keeping him down on top of the chair. Assassin gets back up and Slade starts to, Assassin grabs him by the back of the head and slams him face first into his knee. Craven pops back to his feet and bounces against the ropes, when he comes off Assassin chops him hard. The fans scream. Slade winces and then chops Assassin back, another scream erupts from the fans. Everyone is ecstatic at the chop battle taking place in the center of the ring. Both men continue to trade chops back and forth until finally Slade bumps to the mat. He gets back up and is hit with another, taking him off his feet. The last one causes Craven to take a high back bump as Assassin turns to the fans and is met with their approval. He reaches for the chair as Craven pulls himself back up onto all fours. Assassin brings the chair down across his back. The sickening shot rings through the arena and is silenced by the cheers.

Harvey: And now it’s time to take it to the next level.

Chase: It’s only going to get more brutal from this moment on.

Assassin takes the chair and raises it high for the fans to see as Craven rolls to the ropes in pain and starts to pull himself back up. Assassin comes back at him with the chair, but Craven gives a quick kick to the gut, grabs him by his shoulder and pulls him out of the ring through the second rope. Slade takes a second to catch his breath as Assassin hit’s the floor hard and rolls into the cell wall. Craven then climbs out of the ring and grabs the wall and begins to stomp Assassin, using the cell wall to give him more leverage. Craven turns and uses his foot to shove the ladder laying on the floor back a little to give them room. Craven picks up Assassin and hooks both arms while his opponent is bent over and delivers a high angle butterfly suplex, driving Assassin into the ladder. He howls in pain as Craven turns away from him and reaches down to pick up a table. Craven starts to set it up as Assassin struggles through the pain to get back up. Slade is midway through setting up the table when Assassin dives into a chop block. Craven drops the half opened table and Assassin grabs his head and slams it into the hard steel of the cell wall. Then he picks up the table and sets it around the corner of the ring post where it is now standing on its side, using the legs to keep it propped up. Assassin turns his attention back to Slade, grabbing Craven’s leg and stomping it two or three times before he throws it into the ringside. Craven grabs his ankle and tries to roll onto all fours, but Assassin just kicks him hard in the gut sending Slade rolling away. “The Main Man” uses the apron to pull himself up as Assassin grabs him by the back of the head and goes to slam him face first into the apron, but Slade blocks it, elbows Assassin in the gut and returns the favor. The before Assassin can fall Slade grabs him by the forehead and throws Assassin back into the cell, knocking the back of his head against the steel then he falls face first forward, again hitting the apron. Slade shoves him into the ring before he can fall to the ground and climbs onto the outside of the ring.

Chase: These two are just brutalizing each other.

Harvey: It’s hard to believe that there is no bad blood between them in this match.

Slade slingshots himself over the top rope into a flipping splash onto Assassin. He gets up and takes a second to walk around his opponent before grabbing Assassin’s leg now, kicking it once, then hooking it and delivering a DDT to his foot. Assassin grabs his foot in pain, but Craven kicks his hands away pulling Assassin by his leg, kicking it with every few steps, dragging Assassin around the ring before he flips over it, snapmaring the leg. Once again Assassin rolls to the ropes and Slade steps on the bottom rope, springing himself to the middle when he then kicks back and holds the top rope, slinging himself down and kicking Assassin hard to the outside of the ring again. They are on the side where Assassin got the chair from now. Craven stands up picking up Assassin and drives his face into the cell wall. Craven looks to his right and sees the table that is still standing on its side straight up. Craven goes to walk towards it but Assassin grabs his ankle and abruptly trips him. Both men work their way back up. Slade reaching his feet first, he goes to grab Assassin, who hooks Slade by the head and drops to his knees hitting a jaw breaker. Slade stumbles back and Assassin charges spearing Slade hard, both men flying back as Assassin sends Slade through the standing table. The cheers of the fans fill the arena again as the splintering wood flies through the air as Craven continues to fly back into the steel cell wall. Both men just lay there motionless for a moment, Craven holding his gut as Assassin catches his breath. Assassin pulls himself up by the cell wall, as Slade rolls onto his stomach, The ring apron is tossed up as Assassin begins to search for weapons under the ring. He pulls out a trash can and tosses it over the top rope. He then reaches down a pulls out a six foot tall ladder and turns to charge Slade who is pulling himself up in the corner of the cell. He sees Assassin coming at him with the ladder as a battering ram and dive sout of the way. The reinforced steel of the wall jars Assassin as Slade rolls back into the ring. So Assassin goes to push the ladder over the top rope. As he holds the ladder by its feet and starts to push it over the top, Slade, in desperation leaps onto the second rope and does a quick back flip onto the top of the ladder seesawing the bottom up and into Assassin’s face.

Chase: What a shot!

Harvey: He’s bleeding!

It’s true, Assassin is bleeding from the mouth as Slade holds his ribs in pain. He is paying for the hit as much as Assassin is. The ladder has flipped into the ring. Craven rolls to his back and just lays there in pain as Assassin wipes the blood from his face and tries to get back in the ring. Both men are having trouble standing now, their bodies torn and tired. Slade hits Assassin in the gut with a body shot and then catches Assassin with a face buster knocking him back into the ropes. Slade reaches down and grabs the trash can and puts it over Assassin’s head then shoves him into the corner. Assassin falls to the ground as Slade turns and runs to the turnbuckle to the left. He leaps to the top and looks at Assassin. The fans began to cheer wildly as Craven leaps across the ring.

Harvey: Coast to Coast!

Chase: He hit it.

Craven’s body crumples as his feet come into contact with the trash can. The metal twists around Assassin’s face as they both lay on the mat again, neither able to move.

Chase; My god, what distance!

The replay comes up showing the angle behind Assassin. It shows Slade leaping through the air as he comes, feet first into a mule dropkick , both feet connecting with the aluminum trash can. The angle changes to a long distance shot, the impact is painful to watch.

Back in the ring, Assassin has crawled out of the trash can lid. Slade made his way outside and picked up one of the fourteen foot ladders. He pushes it into the ring.

Harvey: Slade is looking to end this now.

Chase: This thing could quickly turn ugly though, that is a fourteen foot reinforced ladder.

Craven stumbles as he sets the ladder up in the middle of the ring. Assassin is still on the mat. Craven begins to climb the ladder as Assassin pulls himself upright. He reaches down and grabs the six foot ladder by the top, swings it hard with all his might bringing the feet and bottom rungs into Slade’s back. Craven was halfway up the ladder when he is hit, he falls back and his the mat hard. Assassin takes the six foot ladder and slams the top down onto Slade’s stomach then he takes it and drives the feet into the cell wall, letting the ladder lay now across the gap between the top rope and the cell. The feet of the ladder are forced through the holes in the cell. Assassin turns back to Slade, shoves the fourteen foot ladder down, then shoots Slade of, on the return Assassin catches Slade with a big back body drop.

Harvey: What hang time!

Chase: How much more do these two have?

Slade is holding his back as Assassin pulls him up again. This time Assassin goes to put Slade onto the six foot ladder but Craven fights back. He hits Assassin in the gut with an elbow, then a body shot and finally with a European uppercut. Craven grabs Assassin by the back of the head and flips him over onto the ladder. Then Slade grabs the steel chair and brings it down over his opponent’s chest. Craven goes back to the turnbuckle again with the chair in hand. He leaps and puts the chair under his legs! The fans still are screaming their voices out!

Chase: What’s this?!

Harvey: Slade no!

Craven delivers a double leg drop, as the six foot ladder which is obviously not reinforced buckles and bends as the weight of both men, the force of Slade’s falling body cause it to twist. Both men fall to the ground, Slade is forced to land on his back, nearly breaking his own neck from the impact. Luckily he takes the hit on his shoulders while Assassin rolls off the broken ladder and hit’s the floor face first. The camera again sets up to show an instant replay showing the camera right in front of the ladder on the outside of the cell. The fans are on their feet, both men are laid out on the floor, neither is moving. Finally Slade rolls over onto his stomach. He reaches up and grabs the apron as Assassin’s glazed eyes blink. Craven pulls himself under the bottom rope and slowly into the ring. His opponent tries to pick himself up. Slade is back to his feet, but stumbling around.

Chase: It’s almost as if Slade doesn’t know where he is anymore.

Harvey: These two are going to kill each other for the fans tonight!

Slade reaches for the ladder and pulls it up right as Assassin puts one arm on the apron to pull himself up. Slade is slowly working his way up the ladder, exhausted, bleeding from a gash on the side of his forehead. Assassin spits blood onto the floor as he grabs the ropes to pull himself up. Craven is past the halfway point on the ladder. He keeps climbing. He is almost to the top. Then Suddenly Assassin’s feet hit the ladder, dropkicking it. Slade screams loudly as the ladder tips to the side, falls and collides with the side of the cell. Slade hit’s the steel and bounces off of it, then collides with the top rope. His arms hook over it as he holds on briefly before slipping down onto the apron then the floor. Inside the ring Assassin is holding a broomstick, which he uses as a cane to pull himself up. Assassin hobbles to where his opponent lays. Slade is using all his energy to try and pull himself back to his feet. Assassin grabs the top rope and slings himself over the top into a big splash coming down on top of Slade, but Craven counters! Slade leaps up, grabs Assassin in midair, puts his knees up and brings Assassin down across them face first.

Chase: Toe Jam!

Harvey: What a counter! Craven pulls it out of nowhere!

Chase: Dear god what do these two have left?

The impact of both men hitting the ground is a sickening thud. Craven pushes Assassin off of him and crawls away. He grabs the ring post to pull himself back up. Then as he finally reaches his feet he looks around the area. Assassin looks to be down. Craven looks at the ladder in the ring, then he looks down. Assassin is laying on top of one of the tables. Slade grins as he pushes Assassin off the wood and picks the table up, pushing it under the bottom rope. Then Craven turns and goes to the next side of the ring, picks up a second table and tosses it into the ring, finally he gets the last remaining table and does the same.

Chase: What the hell is he doing?

Craven slides into the ring and he goes to pick up one of the tables and set it up. Craven positions the table so that it is diagonal to one of the turnbuckles. As Craven moves from the corner he goes for another table, he looks and sees Assassin crawling back to his feet. Slade walks over to the ropes, leans down over the top rope and grabs Assassin by his hair and jaw. Craven starts to pull him up when Assassin, whips the steel chair in his hand up and smacks Slade in the head with it. “The Main Man” is knocked back, he stumbles and falls to the table, although he does not land on it. He slips down off the table top back to the mat. Assassin gets back to his feet and wipes more blood from his face. He pulls himself onto the apron after a few seconds, Craven reaches up and grabs the top of the table for leverage. Assassin reaches the corner and tries to start climbing. Slade turns to see Assassin trying to balance on the top rope. In desperation Slade runs and leaps up the turnbuckle, grabbing Assassin, but he is ready for him and takes Slade back to the mat with a right hand. Craven almost flies back through the table. He rolls to his feet as Assassin leaps, flips and grab’s Slade’s head in mid air.

Harvey: What is this?

Chase: A flipping neck breaker?!

Harvey: Craven just….!

As Assassin flips he holds Slade’s head and pulls Craven back through the table. Assassin nearly collides with the tipped over fourteen foot ladder. More wood flies through the air as Slade shatters the table and crashes to the mat. The fans are chanting A.K.A. A.K.A! They have not picked a favorite they are loving what they see. Assassin gets back to his feet before Slade can and walks over to his friend, he takes the arm and puts it between his legs and locks in a crossface. The fans are still screaming as loudly as Slade is.

Harvey: Once again, no submissions here Chase, but he can tear Slade’s arm from its socket to keep him from fighting.

Slade struggles to pull himself away but Assassin synchs in the hold. He keeps Craven held in place, pulling back on his forehead, wrenching the hold. Craven puts his right hand flat on the ground and tries to push his upper body off the mat. Assassin tries to hold Slade down, but Craven pushes himself up enough to roll forward. It breaks Assassin’s hold on his head and he tries to keep his legs locked over Slade’s arm. But Craven rolls to his side now, pulling his arm away. He gets up and Slade leaps, swings his legs over Assassin’s head. But this is not a head scissors take down. Craven uses his momentum to swing himself around and back to his feet and hitting a side Russian leg sweep. The fans are on their feet again as Craven gets up and grabs the broom. He holds his arm in pain, trying to move. He hits Assassin in the stomach with the tip then in the forehead. Assassin spits up some blood then walks over and climbs the turnbuckle. He raises the broomstick high and reaches the top rope. The fans are jumping up and down as Slade leaps, put the broom between his legs and comes down across Assassin’s chest.

Chase: Witchbroom! Slade Craven just flew over the rainbow folks!

Harvey: Yeah but he is not that way Chase.

Chase: You know what I mean!

Craven rolls off of Assassin and gets back up. He looks around the ring for another weapon to use. He rolls out of the ring for a moment and grabs the chair that Assassin hit him with earlier. He picks it up and tosses it into the ring. Meanwhile Assassin is trying to pull himself back up in the corner. Slade sets the chair up just off center of the ring. He back up into the opposite corner and comes running. Assassin just about gets himself standing straight up when Slade leaps through the air, using the chair as a boost, launching himself into a Poetry in Motion maneuver. Craven bounces off Assassin and rolls back to his feet. His blood is pumping he is ready. He kicks the broken table out of the ring. He walks back to the corner he was in, moving the chair out of the way. He grabs the ropes and starts stomping the floor getting the fans to clap as he calls for the Cliq Kick.

Chase: Slade is looking to end this now!

Harvey: This match could be over!

Assassin pulls himself up, and stumbles out of the ring as Slade comes across the ring and kicks… but Assassin grabs his foot, spins him, lifts Slade up and hits him with the Assassination!

Harvey: That’s it! That’s it! It’s over!

Chase: Assassination!

He gets up as Slade is now laid out, his eyes closed. It looks like Craven is done. Assassin reaches down and pulls up the fourteen foot ladder. He sets it up in the middle of the ring.

Chase: It’s over!

Assassin starts to climb the rungs of the ladder. He looks down to see Slade is starting to move as he gets to the half way point. Assassin keeps climbing as Craven pulls himself up by the bottom rungs of the ladder. Assassin is near the top as Slade climbs, he struggles but he still climbs. Assassin reaches up as Slade hit’s the half way point. Assassin is so close as “The Main Man” tries to make it. Assassin has his hands on the belt, he reaches to unhook it!

Harvey: Assassin has done it!

Slade swings hard catching Assassin in the stomach before he can break the belt free. Slade pulls himself up another rung as Assassin winces and goes to hit Slade, but Craven blocks it. He throws a right hand, and Assassin counters with another, then he bangs Slade head on the top of the ladder. Assassin doesn’t waste a single breath, he leaps over Slade, grabs him by the waist, and slides down the ladder’s rungs turning it into a flip over power bomb. Assassin kicks his legs out at the last seconds to soften the impact on himself. Craven folds up as he fuses to the mat with a dull thud. Again the fans scream wildly as the move is hit. Everyone is on their feet.

Harvey: Assassin was so close. He almost had it!

Chase: He can now.

The instant replay camera is now showing the belt view, it shows Assassin slamming Slade’s face on the top of the ladder. Then he leaps over Slade. The camera shows Slade and Assassin crashing to the mat. Assassin does not start to climb the ladder again though. Instead he folds it up and lays it down under the bottom rope.

Harvey: What is he doing?

Chase: I don’t know, he could win this thing right now!

Assassin looks at the two tables still unopened he walks over and grabs one then starts to set it up just off center from the ring. He turns to see Slade struggling to stand. Assassin walks over and grabs a dazed Slade and lifts him onto his shoulder. He turns towards the table. But then Assassin spins at the last second and hits Slade with a Death Valley Driver, but not through the table.

Chase: Assassin could have put his friend through the table.

Harvey: He is just burying Slade with each shot.

Assassin looks down at a broken Slade Craven and grabs the second table. He is not showing compassion instead he is setting that table up on top of the first. Slade is curled into a ball of pain as Assassin finishes putting the table into position.

Harvey: No!

Chase: Come on, you two are friends!

Assassin reaches down and pulls Slade back to his feet. Craven can barely stand. He drags Slade over to the corner and slams him face first into the turnbuckle. Slade throws both arms over the top of the turnbuckle to keep himself barely upright. Assassin turns him around and lifts Slade up and sets him on the turnbuckle. He hits Slade again with a right hand.

Chase: Assassin is going to destroy his best friend!

Harvey: Assassin don’t do it!

He starts to lift Slade up, back onto his shoulders He stands up on the top turnbuckle. Then Slade hits Assassin with an elbow. Then he hits him with another. Assassin loses his balance and racks himself on the top rope. Then Slade slips down and grabs Assassins head and hits him with a jawbreaker in desperation. Craven falls down on the mat as Assassin almost falls back and out of the ring. But Slade reaches up and grabs his leg to keep him from falling. Slade pulls himself up again and grabs Assassin, almost like he is going to toss him off the top rope.

Chase: God in heaven what more is there to do to one another?!

Slade lifts Assassin and struggles to set him on top of both tables. He does not drive him through the tables. Instead Slade hits Assassin once and walks around him and grabs that chair from before. Slade raises it high above his head and down across Assassin’s chest. He does it again. The sound of metal against flesh resonates throughout the area. Slade then walks back around the tables and hits Assassin a third time to keep him there. Then Slade grabs the turnbuckle and climbs it. He turns and looks at Assassin, then he stands up.

Harvey: Slade!

Craven then turns and jumps onto the cell wall and starts to climb it as fast as he can. His blood seeps down his face mixing with sweat and he reaches the top finally.

Chase: Slade? What is in God’s name are you doing.

Craven pulls himself up by the cables that lowered the cell walls. He turns out to the crowd and raises his arms. His hands take the Craven symbol, as Slade pauses briefly to look at the fans, his face I realization, then Craven leaps up and back, tilting his head as far back as he can. The fans grow silent for a split second. Cameras flash as Slade flips, the moonsault looks perfect as he falls now, straight down.

Harvey: What height!

Chase: He has to be thirty feet in the air!

Slade crashes through Assassin and the two tables. The bottom table explodes as the two men come down. Assassin’s eyes grow wide as the impact of flesh to wood . The impact of their bodies hitting the mat is louder than anything. The fans begin to scream again as both men do not move. The instant replay comes on again. A cameraman from the entrance ramp had the shot we see. It shows Slade’s knees bend and the springs back off the top of the Anarchy Cell. It shows the speed at which Craven falls down and blows through Assassin and both tables. Wood splinters and flies through the cell wall. The angle changes to the title cam view. It gives a vision in the corner of Assassin on the tables, and it shows Slade’s legs and lower body coming down through everything. Finally the last shows from the opposite side of the ring, it captures it beautifully. With the slow motion, it takes Slade about ten seconds to hit the body of Assassin. The camera finally comes back to the ring where both men are refusing to move. Then Slade lifts his arm and tries to crawl away. He can barely move Craven reaches the bottom rope and goes to climb back to his feet. Slade clutches his ribs in pain as Assassin tries to pull himself from the wreckage. Slade nearly loses his balance and almost falls to his knees again. Assassin crawls onto all fours. Both men are struggling to stand. Slade looks at Assassin, then he looks up. He smells the victory. Assassin stumbles around the ring and turns to Slade. Craven kicks him in the gut.

Chase: Fly Fly! Fly Fly!

Assassin catches Slade’s foot though, he spins Craven around and grabs him by the back of his hair, tucks his head quickly under his arm and hit’s a Death Drop DDT! Slade is down. Assassin starts to go for the ladder. He fights to metal to set it up in the center of the ring. As he starts to climb the ladder Slade Craven does as he did before. He starts to climb as well but is several steps behind his opponent. Assassin is running on his last breath. Slade grabs the top of the ladder as Assassin reaches for the belt. Then he delivers a shot to the back of Slade’s head. Craven still tries to climb as Assassin hits Slade again. Craven is almost level with Assassin. Slade refuses to give up. Assassin hits Slade a third time, but Craven counters, he decks Assassin who teeters on the steps Slade swings again Assassin ducks! He lifts Slade up onto his shoulders. He stands up on the ladder, Craven hits and elbow to the face. Assassin waves on the top of the fourteen foot ladder. Then Craven spins himself to hit a Spinout DDT… But Assassin counters. He uses Slade’s momentum and tosses him away!

Chase: What a Tornado Drop!

Slade comes crashing down to the mat the impact causes the ladder to shudder, and wobble. Assassin grips the top to hold on so he doesn’t fall. Slade bounces off the mat and hits it again. He doesn’t move. Assassin reaches up and grabs the P.C.W. championship. The fans are on their feet. He unhooks it and holds it high as the bell rings.

Winner: Assassin

Tony Ferrari: Ladies and gentlemen, hear is your winner. Assassin!

Down Chimera begins to play as Assassin struggles down the ladder. He falls to his knees as the pain over takes him, The sides of the Anarchy Cell wall begin to raise as Assassin reaches over and tries to help Slade to his feet. Craven is so lost he does not know where he is as Assassin hugs him after their long brutal brawl.

Harvey: These two took each other over the line. Neither of them held back anything. They brutalized and broke one another.

Chase: But they never broke their friendship.

Assassin and Slade take a step back from one another and Slade extends his hand. Assassin takes it and they shake, then Slade raises Assassin’s arm high. Both men have trouble standing upright as Assassin puts the belt on his shoulder. Craven hobbles over to the ropes and crawls through them giving Assassin his time. Assassin holds his head up high as he shifts the belt on his shoulder.

Chase: After all these years, the final P.C.W. match takes place here in A.P.W. History being brought to life as these two carved their names into stone. Slade Craven versus Assassin and Assassin emerged victorious.

Assassin walks over to the ropes and gets through them. He gets to the floor and slowly walks up the ramp towards the backstage area. He turns at the top of the ramp and raises the belt once again for the fans. They erupt into a roar of cheers. Then Assassin finally turns around and walks backstage.

[President Jeff]

The camera cuts backstage where Streets Wilson and President Jeff are standing with APW backstage interviewer, Shane West.

Shane: In just a few moment, these two men standing next to me, Streets Wilson and President Jeff will face off against Max Carter and Jesse Nunez in Tag Team Action. Jeff and Streets, what are your thoughts going into this match.

Streets: For the past few weeks, Max Carter has been a difficult person to work with. And then Jesse Nunez had to stick his nose where it didn’t belong. Tonight, I teach Jesse a lesson and as for Max Carter, he will learn that he should have corporate with us from the beginning.

Jeff: Tonight will be a lesson in discipline. You see, Max, You could have sit out your contract. I would have paid you everything I promised you, but you could let go of the GM position. The ego that you have for it. Everyone claiming you’re the greatest GM ever and blah blah blah just inflates your ego. Well tonight, we pop it and make you realize that your nothing without me. And Jesse Nunez, You may want to help out the man who made you a star in EWC, but after tonight, there’s no chance of you ever becoming a star in APW and you can thank Max for that. Max, Jesse, tonight, get ready, because Thru Howling Winds and Pouring Rain, You Will Fear Streets Wilson And THE HURRICANE!

Jeff and Streets walk away heading to the ring as the cameras cut to another part of the arena where Cindy Shannon standing with Max Carter and Jesse Nunez.

Cindy: Standing here with me is the General Manager of Wednesday Night Overdrive and his tag team partner for tonight, Jesse Nunez. Now guys, we just heard from Jeff and Streets about you match coming up. What’s going through your minds going into this match.

Max: Since after Rasslemania, both Streets and Jeff has been acting like their crap doesn’t stink. Bullying me around. Well guess what, Max Carter doesn’t back down from no one! And tonight you guys will realize that. I aligned myself with one hell of a wrestler. A man who so much hidden potential, its scary. Jesse Nunez. I may not have wrestled a day in my life. I may not have been training as long as anyone. But for the past 3 weeks, Jesse has taught me a lot, and you’ll see tonight that Max Carter isn’t just some guy who can be pushed around. I’m bringing it tonight, you’ll see.

Jesse: One thing Jeff and Streets to realize, this is my business. Before signing to APW, I’ve tuned in and I for one am tired of Jeff using his powers to push everyone around. He’s been doing it for a year now, and when he started pushing his weight on Max Carter, it got personal. Max has done a lot for me in EWC and my career. I consider him a good friend, and tonight, Max and I, we’re going to show you two things. 1, that Jesse Nunez is better than both of you, and two, that Max Carter is indeed the best damn GM in the world.

Jesse and Max walks off towards the ring as the cameras go back to ringside.

Chase: This is going to be one hell of a match.

Harvey: Not sure if they’ll top the Anarchy Cell, but I’m it will be a good one.


“Raining Blood” by Slayer hit’s the PA. As the music picks up, President Jeff and Streets Wilson walk out together. They stand on the stage, looking at the crowd booing them.

Chase: These two aren’t popular here tonight!

Tony: The following contest is schedule for one fall and it’s a Tag Team Match

Jeff and Streets walk down to the ring, ignoring the fans reaching out touch them

Tony: Introducing first, at a combined weight of 497 pounds, the team of Streets Wilson and President Hurricane Jeff!

Streets slides into the ring under the bottom ropes and Jeff walks up the ring steps, walks half way down the apron, wipes his feet on the apron and enters the ring. Jeff and Streets go to the middle of the ring and raise their arms and the crowd boo’s as the music fades

Tony: And their opponents


Basic Thugonomics Remix" begins to play on the PA. The fans jump out of their seats cheering. People watching at home see Jesse's titantron playing on their screen for a few moments. Then it returns to the stage area and Jesse and Max Carter is standing there looking down at their feet with their forearms crossed in front of them. They stand there for a few moments as then Jesse and Max both lift their head up and give a smirk as they then puts their arms in the air doing the “Word Life” hands as the fans cheer. The camera zooms out from the rafters to show the whole arena on their feet. The camera then zooms back in front of Jesse along with his Max at his side

Tony: At a combined weight of 380 pounds, The team of Jesse Nunez and Max Carter!

Jesse and Max has the "Word Life" fingers in the air going down the ramp toward the ring.

Jesse looks around the stadium and sees everybody cheering him around the arena. Jesse then runs and slides into the ring. Max walks up the steps and gets into the ring through the drops. As Jesse stands up he looks around at the fans once more. Jesse walks to the furthest turnbuckle away from him as he climbs to the middle turnbuckle he puts the "Word Life" fingers in the air holding it in both hands, and Max does the same thing in the opposite corner. As they do gold sparks fall from the rafters around the ring. The two jump off and the sparks stop, the music stops and they go to their corner, ready for the match.

Tag Team Match
Jesse Nunez & Max Carter Vs Streets Wilson & President Hurricane Jeff

The Bell rings with Jesse and Streets starting things off. The Lock up and stay locked up. Both trying to out strength each other but can’t, so they break the lock up. They circle each other and go for another lock up and Streets kicks Jesse in the stomach and throws him into the ropes but Jesse comes back with a flying shoulder block which gets a pop from the fans. Streets gets up and gets taken over with an arm drag into a arm bar. Jesse pulls Streets to his feet and tags in Max Carter.

Chase: Why is Jesse Tagging in Max this early into the match.

Harvey: Max isn’t a trained wrestler.

Max climbs to the top rope and with Jesse holding Streets arm, Max comes down with a double axe handle on Streets arm. Max grabs the arm and Twist it and tags Jesse back in who gets into the ring, grabs Streets other arm and both Jesse and Max throws Streets into the ropes. Streets comes back and goes down with a back elbow from both Jesse and Max. Jesse picks Streets up and puts him into the corner and chops Streets. Jesse throws Streets into the opposite corner, but Streets reverses it and runs at Jesse who gets a foot up into Streets face. As streets Stumbles out of the corner, Jesse runs off the ropes, but Hurricane Jeff quickly clubs Jesse in the back causing Jesse to turn and focus his attention on Jeff. Jesse lunges at Jeff who jumps off the ring apron. Jesse turns and Streets takes Jesse’s head off with a clothesline and tags in Jeff.

Chase: Last week on Overdrive, Jesse defeated Jeff by DQ

Harvey: I don’t think Jeff cares about that, what he cares is about tonight!

Jeff gets into the ring, circles Jesse who’s on his knee’s and kicks him in the head. Jesse rolls over to the ropes and Jeff takes Jesse and places his throat over the middle rope and then starts choking him and looks over at Max. The ref counts. 1...2..3...4...Jeff releases the choke. Jeff then picks Jesse up and puts him into the corner and chops him. Jeff then grabs Jesse’s head and rakes his eyes over the top rope and then puts Jesse into the corner where Streets is standing. Jeff tags out to Streets and Streets comes in and stomps on Jesse in the corner. Streets stomps Jesse to the mat and the ref pulls him off. Jeff goes down and starts choking Jesse with the bottom rope then gets off Jesse before the ref catches him.

Chase: I got a feeling this is mainly gonna be a handicap match for Jesse.

Harvey: I think Jesse may be thinking Twice of picking Max as a partner, especially against a season veteran like Jeff and a man like Streets.

Streets lifts Jesse up and chops him on more time and then snap mares him out of the corner and then kicks Jesse as hard as he can in the spine. Jesse reaches towards Max for a tag buts is no where near close. Streets lifts Jesse up and Jesse throws some punches into Streets stomach which gets himself free. He then throws Streets into the ropes and kicks him in the stomach. Jesse runs off the ropes and hit’s a forward flip neck breaker. The fans pop for Jesse as he runs over and nails Jeff, knocking him off the apron. Streets stumbles to his feet at the ropes and Jesse runs, clothes lining him over.

Harvey: We shouldn’t count Jesse and Max out of this match so soon.

Jeff goes over to check up on Streets and then Jesse calls Max into the ring. Max runs at Jesse and Jesse backdrops Max over the top rope, landing right onto Jeff and Streets, taking them down. Max jumps up excited and high fives some fans and then slides back into the ring.

Chase: Air Max!

Streets is first up and Jesse goes over to the ropes to pull Streets in, but Streets trips Jesse and drags him outside if the ring where Streets and Jeff start pummeling Jesse and then they toss him into the ring barrier. Streets continues to work on Jesse as Jeff slides into the ring and he’s one on one with Max. Max with fear in his eyes, starts backing towards the corner. Jeff slowly walks up to him. Jeff goes to grab Max, but Max ducks and gets past Jeff. Jeff turns and Max starts going crazy with kicks and punches and backs Jeff into a corner and Jeff covers up as Max continues to attack Jeff. Max backs out and celebrates, but gets clotheslined from behind by Streets.

Harvey: Jesse needs to get into the ring quick to help Max.

Chase: I don’t think that’s happening.

The camera’s shows Jesse on the mat crawling towards the ring. In the ring, Jeff and Streets surround Max and they smile at each other. Streets pulls Max up and lifts him up in a military press and walks around with Max then drops him to the mat. The ref tries to gain order in this match, but has no luck as Jeff picks Max up for the HurraDriver. Jesse gets back into the ring and kicks Jeff, causing him to put Max down. Max rolls out of the ring and Streets and Jeff both start attacking Jesse to the Mat. The ref finally gains Order and gets Jeff out of the ring. Streets covers Jesse.
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Harvey: Lucky for Max, Jesse came in the ring in time.

Chase: But Jesse paid the price for it.

Streets throws Jesse into the Corner next to Jeff and Streets distracts the ref and Jeff chokes Jesse in the corner. After a few seconds, Jeff lets go and Streets goes over and spears Jesse and then tags Jeff in. Jeff takes Jesse out of the corner and snap suplexes him. Jeff floats over into a cover.
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Chase: I want to say Jesse needs to tag out, but I don’t know how much use Max will be.

Harvey: Max has been training for this match for a few weeks, he might be able to do more than we think!

Jesse fights to his feet and Jeff keeps the front face lock locked in. Jesse lifts Jeff up and inches towards Max who is reaching out for a tag. Jeff tights his grip and Jesse lifts Jeff us and gets a bit more closer. Just inches away from a tag and Streets gets into the ring and the Ref stops him and Jesse makes the tag. The fans cheer and Jesse has Jeff stuck in the corner. Max comes into the ring and starts attacking Jeff, but the Ref see’s this and rushes over and pulls Max off and gets him out of the ring.

Harvey: Come on Ref, the tag was made.

Chase: He never saw it!

Jeff gets Jesse to the opposite corner and tags in Streets. Streets comes in and gets in the Fury of the Streets on Jesse, a series of quick powerful body shots ending with a knife edge chop. Streets then takes Jesse and gives him a Russian Leg Sweep and then does a moonsault into a knee drop onto Jesse and hooks the leg for a cover.
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Shoulder up. Streets picks Jesse up and tags in Jeff who climbs to the top rope. Streets picks Jesse up for a suplex and holds him. Jeff grabs Jesse’s legs and comes down while Streets drops Jesse on his head with a brain buster.

Chase: I’ve never seen a spike Brain Buster before.

Harvey: Its has to be over now.

Jeff makes the cover on Jesse
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Chase: Jesse barely got his shoulder up there.

Jeff picks Jesse up and gives him a back breaker and tags in Streets. Streets comes in and throws Jesse off into the ropes and locks in an abdominal stretch. Streets has it locked in and Jesse is in pain. The ref checks on him and then Streets and Jeff lock hands, causing more pressure on Jesse. Streets and Jeff let go before the Ref see’s this. With the ref back in position, Streets and Jeff lock hands again and Jesse screams and they let go before the ref can see. The ref gets into position and they go for the same thing a third time, but this time. The ref see’s this and kicks their arms, causing Jeff and Streets to break apart and Jesse counters with a hip toss on Streets. Jesse holds his back as Jesse grabs Streets and throws him into the ropes, but Streets reverses it and Jesse comes back and they double clothesline each other and both guys are down!

Chase: Its still anyone’s match.

Harvey: Not if Jeff and Max gets into the ring. Jeff will Kill Max!

Both men begins crawling towards their corner. Jeff and Max both reaching for tags. And finally, Both men tag their partners in. Max climbs quick to the top rope and Jeff comes it and just realizes this but its too late as Max flies through the air with a cross body, taking down the boss. Streets is about to get up, but Max dropkicks Streets and Streets falls to the outside.

Harvey: I never thought I’d see Max dominate a match.

Chase: Jesse trained him well!

Max see’s Jeff getting up and takes him down with a spear and then starts punching him in the head. Jesse is back in and he and Max lifts Jeff up and throws him into the ropes and they take Jeff down with a double clothesline. With both of them standing next to Jeff, they look around in the crowd that start to cheer. Max and Jesse look down at Jeff, wave their hands in front of their face and yell out “YOU CAN’T SEE ME” Max then runs off one rope, Jesse off the other and at the same time, they stop next to Jeff, dust the dirt off their shoulder and both drop a fist drop on Jeff.

Harvey: A double KoneXion

Chase: The crowd is excited now

Jesse waits for Jeff to get up and as soon as he does, he lifts Jeff up for the Resurrection. Streets hit’s the ring and Jeff puts Jeff down and drop toe hold Streets and locks in the PHX (STF). Before Jeff can save Streets, Max knocks Jeff to his stomach and locks in his version of the PHX. Jeff and Streets scream in pain and the Ref tries to get Jesse off of Streets, since their not the legal men. The ref gets Jesse off and brings him to his corner, which allows Streets to get up and kick Max, causing Max to break the hold.

Harvey: I would have loved to see Max make President Jeff tap out!

Jesse pushes the ref to the side and runs at Streets and starts attacking him in the corner. Max picks Jeff up and puts him into the corner. Jesse throws Streets and Max throws Jeff and Streets and Jeff run into each other. Streets and Jeff stumble around. Max Kicks Jeff and DDT’s him and Jesse does the same to Streets and they make the cover
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Chase: Its over!

Before going for a cover, Jesse looks at Max and points to the top rope. The fans cheer as Max starts climbing up. Max points to the other side of the ring and Jesse turns and Streets comes at him. Jesse picks Streets up and gives him the Resurrection right on top of President Jeff. Jesse gets Streets out of the ring and Max comes off the top rope with a frog splash on Jeff. Max and Jesse both cover Jeff.
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Winner: Jesse Nunez and Max Carter

Chase: Jesse and Max did it!

Harvey: They overcame the odds against them and someone pulled out a victory!

Jesse and Max celebrate in the ring as Jeff rolls out of the ring and he and Streets make their way up the ramp.

Chase: Maybe now Jeff will leave Max alone!

Harvey: We’ll find out next week on Overdrive.

Jesse and Max continues to celebrate as we go to our next segment

[President Jeff]

As the show comes back from a promo spot for Overdrive the screen then statics. After just a few seconds the screen focuses in on a roof top of a high rise. A man wearing a skull mask sunglasses, and a bandanna teeters on the ledge of the building. His arms outstretched to keep his balance as he walks along the edge.

Suddenly he then looks to loose his balance. His right foot slips off the edge and the man leans toward the side as if going to fall toward the ground. Just then the man steadies himself as if he were never in danger. He turns toward the camera.

"HAHAHA...probaly thinking I have a death wish...well you would be exactly right. That death wish is what has brought me up here to the roof in an attempt to catch a thrill. A thrill that only comes from pushing the envelope, getting close to death. That same force is what has driven me to the APW."

The man then hops down from the ledge landing on the roof. He then takes a seat on the ledge that he was just standing on. His head slumped down as if in thought.

"If you people knew who was under this mask. If you people knew the face that accompanies this voice...thats the fun of it. Trust me when my identity is reveled you will find out why I have a death wish. My sheer presence will cause quite the stir. So why would I come to a place that would invoke that emotion in others. Why would I walk into a place where once it's clear who I am, and why I have come, people will be out for blood. Thats the fun of it. I have eluded to who may have a history with me, and I'm not done yet. HAHAHA...you see the game is fun. Causing you people to look into your pasts to wonder who I am, who am I here for. Trust me...once I show my face...the neighbor that slept with your wife while you were on the road will have beater love from you then I. I will surely garner rage, fury, and boat loads of anger from many. Jason Royce....maybe your my focus. Maybe you the one I have a history with. Maybe when I reveal my self to you then it will all make sense. Maybe the emotion that fills your heart when you lay eyes on me will be what I'm looking for. Then again it could be Max Carter...maybe you are the one. Maybe this whole thing is your fault. You seem to have some enemies. Seem to be the type of person that could bring someone like myself out of the wood works to invoke pain and suffering. The APW is getting prepared for it's next huge moment. It's next big secret will be unveiled really soon. Who am I? Who am I here for?"

"Level One perhaps...the great unbeatable, almighty Level One. He travels the world competing in tournaments. Showing his skills to all, loves for people to bow to his greatness. Maybe I'm some one from Levels past, some one who holds a grudge against the champ. One of the many fallen in his wake. Maybe I no longer can sit back while your head swells. Maybe I must step forward to take on the unbeaten, unmatched Level One. Ha...or not. Maybe it has something to do with you Level, but in a different form. Maybe it stems from another source. Maybe my hatred isn't really aimed toward any one in particular...maybe it's aimed at the entire APW. Maybe I can't stand the organization or it's roster. The great Action Packed Wrestling. A ratings juggernaut...a giant of of the industry. Where others fail...the APW thrives. EWC...once a huge mega corporation, now a distant memory from what it once was. Big Time TV...a smaller word of mouth, underground more edgy kind of fed. All gone, all lost their stroke from lack of ratings while the APW stood tall. The list can go on...the little guy just can't compete with something like that. Thats whats wrong with America, thats wrong with wrestling."

"So with that portion of my hand being tipped, one could only imagine if I'm holding a grudge against APW, then it's founder and president might be a focus as well. Glad I explained that to "you, wrestling fans always needed a little help to understand things...not the brightest bunch.

The man then leaps back onto the ledge. He runs along the edge flips forward barely landing on the ledge. His face looks toward the distant ground then back toward the camera.

"All could have been over like that...but then my fun would end. I can't have my fun end like this. It's just beginning. So...Jeff...since you are my target...who am I. Who have you wronged in the past. Who have you made enemies with. Who in their right mind could be mad at President Jeff. When could it have happened. In your early on, when you were making a name for yourself. Am I some one you stepped on to get ahead. Or am I so one from your days in EWC. Lots of matches over there that where hall of fame caliber with lots of opponents. Maybe I'm some one you stifled here in your very own fed. Maybe I'm a former friend...that feels like he was left behind. The mystery is still alive...a little info given with lots more ques tons stirred up. I know who I am, you know who I'm here for...now the question is why? Some may think I'm crazy for stirring this pot, others say I have a death wish....they are right, it's just not my death I'm wishing for...."

The man then then points his hand at his head. His fingers make the shape of a gun, his thumb then operates like a hammer and the man falls back as if shot in the head. The camera slowly fades out.

[President Jeff]

Extreme Rules
TWISTER VS THE HARDCORE KID

Tony: The Following contest is the non title Xtreme Rules match!

"Iron Man" begins to play on the speakers drawing a decent pop from the crowd as the lights dim slightly. A gold pyro burst off the stage as THK struts out onto the stage sporting the Xtreme championship on his shoulder. He shoots out a glance towards the fans then begins to head down the ramp seemingly eyeing his surroundings as spotlights dance around the walk way.

Tony: Making his way to the ring first, from Las Vegas Nevada, he is the APW Xtreme Champion, The Hardcore KID!

THK slides into the ring and looks around to the fans then hoists his title to the air and slaps his chest as if to say this is my turf as the lights go out through out the arena and the music fades out.

Chase: The Hardcore Kid has been so consistent of late Darren... So strong... So tough. Ever since he won that title he just has been on a tremendous roll, and still seems to get no respect.

Harvey: He hopes to earn it tonight.

Tony: And his opponent

A long tone echoes through the arena... Lights still out... A red glow just hints at showing itself from the ramp entrance way as the tone beats into "Evolution" on the speakers. The red strobe light creeps up the titantron before finally focusing in on a shadowed figure sitting a top the big screen. The man carefully gets to his feet and stands slowly bringing his arms outward until they are fully extended to his sides. Several blasts of pyro ignite the top of the screen drawing a huge pop from the fans as the man begins slowly descending towards the stage pyro seeming to follow him down the tremendous height. The man finally lands at stage level the dim light still focused on him... Finally a huge burst of pyro engulf the man and everything settles to black as the music fades. The lights then shoot on as another burst shoot out from the stage as BOOM by POD hits the speakers. Twister emerges from the smoke and glitter and begins to make his way down the ramp. Twister makes a point to slap every fans hand he can on his way to the ring.

Tony: From Winnipeg Manitoba Canada, he is a former APW Tag Team, Xtreme and World Champion, Ladies and Gentlemen, maybe for the last time, TWISTER!

Harvey: What an entrance.

Chase: Holy smokes Darren that may have been the best I've seen here.

Harvey: Twister has always been one to try to put on the very best for the fans, and he pulled no expense here tonight.

Twister rolls into the ring and stands staring at THK briefly before shooting up the turnbuckle and posing for the fans. THK looks on anxiously but the ref urges him to let Twister take his moment. Cameras flash everywhere and Twister, after tossing his sun glasses into the crowd hops off the apron and meets THK in the middle of the ring.

Chase: You can feel the tension between these two Darren.

Harvey: The Hardcore Kid has been at Twister for a month to get him to grant him this match... It meant so much to him, but if you know Twister at all you know, it means at least as much to him... Maybe more.

Twister and THK exchange a long gaze at each other... Neither man wanting to back down. The ref comes to the side and THK passes his title to him, never unlocking eyes with Twister as the ref calls for the bell. The two men begin circling each other around the ring never locking eyes.

Chase: These two men have never faced one on one Darren, but you get the feeling its like they know each other like they've done this a hundred times.

Harvey: What must be running through the minds of these two men. Twister... Undoubtedly his last match... THK so desperate for respect...

The two men finally lock horns in the ring with a traditional collar and elbow tie up. It shoves back and forth but the two men so similar size wise... this does little to prove anything. THK pushes off Twister and charges forward but the cagey vet hits the mat and tosses THK through the air with a high arial hip toss. Twister rolls to his feet and THK quickly makes his way to the corner also up to his feet to regroup.

Chase: Cripes, the kid just flew!

Harvey: Thats about as much air time as I've ever seen out of a hip toss.

THK locks up with Twister again, and again very little comes of the collar/elbow exchange. Twister this time pushes THK back and lights him up with a quick sit down drop kick knocking THK backwards. THK hits the ropes and fires back towards the quick to get up Twister and nails him with a flipping clothesline. THK follows through to his feet and twister quickly rolls away and also gets up as the fans are in a roar at the early high pace.

Chase: Extreme Rules Darren, but neither man seems to be eager to push that level of this match.

Harvey: Very much a feeling out stage here.

Twister approaches the extreme champion again but THK uses his quickness to get around Twister then grabs the spinning veteran and quickly locks his arm and spikes him to the mat sending Twister straight to Hell. Quickly THK rolls through for a pin.

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But Twister kicks out and quickly rolls to the outside of the ring. THK stays on his knees and looks up to the rafters in disbelief.

Harvey: Twister knew where he was and got out of dodge, but The Hardcore Kid almost had him that quick.

Twister leans against the security barracade and pulls himself up as THK quickly gets to his feet. The champ springs off the ropes and quickly rushes towards where Twister is, then with out hesitation springs over the ropes and flies cross body at Twister. Twister quickly gets fully up to his feet and catches the flying kid on his shoulders and shouts out as he drives THK to the floor with a heavy fury in the wind. THK bounces off the floor and Twister quickly falls on top of him for a pin cover. The ref is clumsy getting into position but gets off the count.

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But THK manages to get a shoulder up. Twister sits against the security wall again still shaking his own cobwebs out as the fans are electric.

Chase: Good lord Darren... What a way to kick off this match.

Harvey: The Kid is going to feel that for a long time.

Chase: What guts to get a shoulder up though... That impact could end any match.

Twister finally gets up to his feet and grabs THk by the hair pulling him to his feet. Twister locks THK's head under his arm and heaves the kid into the air, but THK floats through and lands on his feet behind Twister. THK stumbles backwards and is met with a quick pele style flipping kick to the head from Twister. Twister lands awkkwardly on the floor and grabs the ring apron to help himself up. THK rolls over holding his head again very slowly crawling around the corner of the ring towards the announce table. Twister slides into the ring and gets to a perching position by the ropes. THK pulls himself up by the announce table and groggily turns around. Twister grabs the top rope and springs himself high into the air and lands in THKs lap with a cross body. THK falls backwards from the weight and tumbles over the announce table pulling Twister with him. The two tumble over the table and take out Darren and Chase in the process.

INCOMMING!

SHI...

The fans are roaring as Twister and THK resemble a train wreck in behind the announce table knotted up in wires and one of the chairs toppled over on top of them. THK slowly crawls a couple inches before falling again and Twister reaches up and grabs the top of the barracade and begins pulling himself up through the carnage. To the sides you can see Darren and Chase trying to salvage their work area pulling the chairs away and trying to find their headsets. Twister stumbles forward towards THK and grabs him by the head pulling him away from the wreckage. THK finds strength somewhere and thanks Twister for his good will by drilling him with a clothesline sending the veteran ass over tea kettle over the barrier and into the uproarious fans. THK stumbles back and spins around using the barracade for support as Twister rolls around on the other side of the barricade as fans scatter to get out of the way. He slowly gets to his knees as THK turns and witnesses his potential victims plight. THK slowly gets up on the barricade and looks down at Twister who from his knees springs out and drop kicks the same barricade causing THK to stumble off. He just gets his feet under him landing again across the barricade from Twister. Twister pulls himself to his feet and lunges forward swinging at THK. THK seems to easily avoid the move and pulls down on the arm and shoulder of Twister while falling down himself sending the upper chest and shoulder of Twister hard into the barricade. Twister bounces backwards and falls again into the stands holding his shoulder. THK quickly hops up onto the barricade and springs off nailing a heavy leg drop across Twisters chest. He rolls over and quickly attempts a pin. The ref having obvious issues keeping up with the pace gets into position for a pin.

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But Twister manages to get a shoulder up as THK rolls off his prey. THK pushes through some fans and gets his hands on a vacant steel chair. THK smiles as he folds the weapon in his hands and turns towards Twister. Twister quickly rolls over and sees the impending danger and rolls out of the way as THK smashes steel into concrete. Twister props himself to a kneeling position and leans back just enough to be able to kick the gut of THK. THK doubles over the chair brought down to a horizontal position. Twister springs up and kicks the chair straight up right into the face of the extreme champion. THK stumbles backwards dropping the chair as Twister gets fully to his feet. Twister grabs the head of THK and holds it firm looking for a wind breaker but THK begins burying fists into his mid section. Twister slowly doubles over and finally THK is able to free himself from the head lock. THK brings a fore arm across the back of Twister followed quickly by another one before locking Twisters head up on his own and bringing him crashing down to the floor with a vicious ddt. THK rolls Twister over to his back and quickly rolls over and goes for a pin.

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Twister just manages a shoulder up at the last second as the fans explode again.

Chase: My lord Darren, these guys wasted no time destroying eachother, and THK really looks sharp.

Harvey: Both men are obviously going to leave it all on the line here Chase.

THK looks up to the sky cursing himself for not being able to put the veteran out of commission yet, as Twister refuses to stay down. THK finally gets up and grabs Twister by the hair pulling him to his feet. THK drags Twister through a small fan populous before getting to a stairwell. THK places a hand on the stair railing then swings Twisters head back and slams it into the same railing. Twister falls to a knee as a cut appears to have formed across the forehead of Twister. THK mounts the veteran and finally begins to lay punch after punch into the flesh surrounding the cut on Twisters forehead.

Harvey: The Hardcore Kid is making his point here Chase...

Chase: Definitely taking it to Twister.

THK finally stops punching and causes an awkward pin just off the side of the stairs.

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Twister again manages a kick out. THK rolls off Twister and stumbles onto the stair way. THK in distain slams his boot into Twisters side causing the man to roll over slightly. THK grabs Twister by the head and pulls him up. THK slaps Twister across the face causing him to stumble sideways and lean against the railing. THK quickly gets to the other side of the railing, and grabbing Twisters head begins to climb up the stairs, dragging Twisters face across the railing. THK goes all the way up the stairs til the pairing are near an alcove leading either to the concourse or to the next level of the stands. THK pulls Twister towards him when the railing ends and hooks his arm again, but Twister quickly jabs his elbow into the back of THK's head knocking the champion forward. THK spins around but Twister uses that momentum to continue THK around then grabs the back of his head and drives him to the floor with a hard Twister drop. Twister slumps forward and covers the champ.

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No comprende though. THK shoots a quick shoulder up and just avoids defeat as Twister rolls off him and topples down a couple stairs before regaining himself.

Chase: Twister is losing blood quick here Darren.

Harvey: He's obviously on dream street but he's such a veteran its impossible for him to give up.

Chase: He doesn’t know the meaning of the word, but at what point does it become in his best interest?

Harvey: Will it ever?

Twister uses the railing by stairs to pull himself up as THK is crawling up the sides of the seats trying to get to his feet. Twister heads towards THK, and levels him with a right hand. THK spins around and lands in another stair case leading to the upper deck. THK trips on the stairs and gets congratulated on a clumsy job well done with a hard boot in the lower back slamming THKs midsection into the stairs. Twister grabs the head of THK and slams it sideways into the cement surrounding the stair well causing a small cut above his eye. Twister crawls over THK and keeps heading up the stairs. THK slowly regains himself and follows suit. Twister waits at the top of the stairs seeing THK crawling up the stair case and looks to kick the champion in the face as a warm greeting but THK dodges out of the way and grabs the other foot of Twister tripping him up sending him falling hard to the floor. THK crawls up the rest of the way and lunges forward drilling his forearm into the crimson mask resembling a face of Twister. THK tries another punch to Twister but Twister brings up his legs and pulls back before pushing forward and sending THK tumbling backwards down the stairs to gasps and shock from the fans. Twister rolls over and pulls himself up before eyeing the standing room between the safety barrier and the edge of the wall. Twister clings to the barrier and looks down easily a couple dozen feet down near the alcove below.

Harvey: Oh dear god.

Chase: He cant!

Twister looks down at THK laying motionless after a terrible tumble then looks up at the screaming fans and points out to them before leaping off the landing. Twister lays out sideways and raises his arm before driving his elbow into the chest of THK. Twister bounces off on impact holding his back and arm as THK rolls onto his side painfully clutching his chest. A chant of Holy Shit resonates through the fans as both men are in agony.

Harvey: Neither man is going to quit here, but dear god someone may die before all is said and done.

Chase: Hence the terms and conditions that follow an extreme match.

Twister finally composes himself enough to roll over towards THK, but THK pulls Twisters head and rolls him into a small package surprising the entire crowd.

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NO! Twister somehow at the last split second throws his shoulder up. THK falls off Twister and holds his head in disbelief. He leans back against the wall in the alcove, and finds a door way right next to him. THK fights to get up to his feet and tries the handle to no avail. THK finds Twister across the alcove from him slowly, very slowly crawling up the wall trying to get to his feet. THK steps right against the door and measures Twister up. He runs towards him, but Twister slumps over and THK runs face first right into the wall. THK stumbles backwards holding his face, a bit more blood trickling down. Twister gets up to his feet and sees the stunned champion by the door way. Twister gathers his energies and lunges forward with a vicious spear wrapping THKs body around his shoulder and driving him straight back and through the rather solid door which slams off its hinges as the pairing fly through it. THK lands folded in half as Twister rolls off him laying on his stomach holding the back of his head as the fans continue their up roar.

Harvey: What a spear.

Chase: Twister has brought every trick he's learned in his career it seems tonight Darren.

Harvey: Both of these men are doing things, Im sure they never thought they would have to in a match.

Chase: Its amazing what two men will do for the sheer sake of pride.

The pairing seem to have inserted themselves rather violently into a catering area in the arena, tables, tons of racking, all kinds of fun surround the duo. Twister is pulling himself across the floor and plants his hand on the table and pulls himself up to his feet... He sees THK folded up and tries for a pin but THK reaches a hand up and gouges Twister right in the eye. Twister yells out as THK gets to his feet. Twister spins around and leans over a table. THK grabs the back of the head of Twister and the combination of fingers and blood has made it very hard for Twister to see. THK pulls Twister back to him and Twister responds with a hard right hand but misses barely ducking under the hand. THK reaches up and holds the arm up then heaves Twister into the air and drives him through the table with another vicious straight to hell sending splinters of wood flying through the air and folds the table up among the two combatants. THK stays on top of Twister neither man moving as the ref makes the count.

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Somehow Twister manages a shoulder up out of the wreckage as the fans ex-fucking-plode.

Harvey: NO WAY!

Chase: HOW!? How does this man have it left in the tank.

THK very slowly pulls himself from the wreckage... He turns around and is holding his arm in the air. The ref comes around the carnage and explains to THK he didn’t actually win yet. THK looks on in disbelief wiping sweat and a trickle of blood off his brow. THK crawls across for another cover on Twister.

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NO! Twister kicks out this time moving some of the carnage away from him as well. THK is livid he bounces off Twister and gets right in the refs face arguing the count. Twister crawls away from the wrecked table and begins pulling himself to his feet as THK finally lets his argument go.

Chase: The Hardcore Kid doesn’t know how to put Twister away at this point.

Harvey: Twister has always been stubborn but this is ridiculous.

THK turns around and sees Twister swinging for the fences with a silver(ish) platter connecting with the extreme champions face. THK almost falls backwards, but Twister showing great awareness pulls THK towards him and quickly grabs his head and jumps through the air driving THK into splinters of destroyed table with the Windbreaker. The fans count along with the ref as Twister rolls over for a cover.

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Harvey: Can He?
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Winner: Twister

Twister falls off THK and just lays motionless beside THK the ref stumbling over the carnage to raise his hand. Twister grabs his arm in pain wincing. Twister lets out aa sigh as he very slowly sits up and looks over at THK. Twister pats the extreme champion on the chest gently and looks the man in the eye.

Chase: Twister definitely grew up to be one tough son of a bitch kid.

THK looks up at Twister and cringes in pain.

Harvey: He did it Chase!

Chase: Darren, you almost knew he wouldn’t be denied this one. A life’s work into this match for him.

Harvey: If it really is the end for him... What a way to go.

THK reaches up and Twister with out hesitation shakes the hand of his colleague. Some would call it a shake of congratulations on a job well done. Some would argue a passing of the torch. Use your imagination. The ref pats both men on the back as medical staff comes into the room. The pair release their hand shake as twister falls back over in obvious pain as the cameras fade to the next scene.

[President Jeff]

[President Jeff]

Tony Ferrari: The following contest is the main event! It is a Fatal Four-way scheduled for one fall with no disqualifications, and it is for the APW Heavyweight Championship of the World!

The fans cheer at Tony's announcement.

Harvey: Well, wrestling fans, it's main event time and boy has the tension been building up for this match for quite some time! Pence Weatherlight, The Iceman Jason Royce, and John Green have not only been after Level-One, but they've also been after each other! All three men feel that they should have been the number one contender, and after a very physical Triple Threat #1 Contender match, which Pence won, Level-One told these men that he would take on all three of them!

Chase: By all rights, this should be Pence Weatherlight vs. Level-One, but Level-One is determined to prove that he's a fighting champion, unlike our last champ, and his first pay per view Title Defense is in a match where there is no champion's advantage! Heck, Level-One doesn't even have to be involved in the decision to lose the belt!

Harvey: I believe that shows Level-One's confidence in his abilities!

Chase: And I think it shows Level-One's arrogance!

Harvey: Well, thankfully these matches aren't decided on paper, but in the ring! Let's get to the introductions!

"King Nothing" by Metallica blasts through the P.A. system and the crowd hits their feet as they await for The Retribution Killer. As the heavy metal guitar solo comes to an end out comes John comes out wearing his normal wrestling attire with his "The Retribution Killer" shirt on. John Green's associate, The Wall, walks out with him. Green smiles as he stands in front of the entrance ramp and does his trademarked "Retribution" pose and sparks and fireworks shoot into the air immediately.

Ferrari: Making his way to ring, accompanied by The Wall, weighing in at 265 pounds, from Atlanta, Georgia, John Green!

John walks down the ramp with a smile on his face as he slaps some of the hands of fans as he walks past them, The Wall walking a few steps behind him. Before entering the ring he stops in front of the squared circle looking into the ring and lets out a grin before sliding into the ring and standing in the middle of it. Green closes his eyes and takes a huge breath before running to the ropes and shaking the top one forcefully. He then lets out a monstrous roar and beats his chest. He walks to the turnbuckle and climbs them to the second rope and points to himself and then once again does his trademarked "Retribution" pose. John hops off and takes off his shirt and throws it into the crowd. His music fades out as he awaits his opponents.

Harvey: John Green may have came up short in the Triple Threat Match, but with his smash mouth style, he could easily come out of this match as the champ!

Chase: Also, since this match is no disqualifications, I think The Wall will come in quite handy for John Green tonight!

Harvey: Who's to say. I've been told by Green that The Wall is merely out here for security detail, and not to give him an advantage!

Chase: We'll see how long that lasts!

Papa Roach's “Scars” hits the speakers as pyro shoots out of the stage and lights flash. Jason Royce enters the arena to a mixed reaction, and flexes his muscles before heading down the ramp.

Ferrari: And his opponent, weighing in at 222 pounds, from Chicago, Illinois, “The Iceman” Jason Royce!

Chase: Royce may be the smallest man in this match, but he's also the quickest and most agile!

The lights start flicker red, white, and blue, the fans erupt in to chants and then the lights die out and then static appears on the screen in front of the entrance ramp. Miniature explosions explode all over the screen and then the lights start flashing red, white, and blue again as "Come to Life" by Alterbridge starts playing.

Ferrari: And their opponent, weighing in at 250 pounds, from Hershey, Pennsylvania, Pence Weatherlight!

The fans start chanting as Pence emerges on the ramp and a spot light descends down on him as he walks down to the ring. He gets in to the ring and takes off his black and gold vest and throws it to the crowd, he then stands up on the ring post, and raises his hands above his head and gives the fans a big smile. They chant "Weatherlight!" as he stands in the ring and eying Green and Royce while they await Level-One's entrance.

Chase: I hold to the belief that Pence should be facing Level-One in a one-on-one match, but Level-One's pride has put Pence in a situation where his chances of winning are much lower!

“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 his APW Title high in the air.

Ferrari: Finally, making his way to the ring, weighing in at 273 pounds, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he is the reigning and defending APW Heavyweight Champion of the World, Level-One!

Chase: And here's the champion, Level-One! Level-One certainly didn't set out to make this title defense easy, but it's because he's a show off!

Harvey: I think the fans agree with you. While I may not always like Level-One's personality, at the very least he's a better champion than our previous 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 eying 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. He hands his belt to the ref, who raises it up with both hands before handing it to the timekeeper, and calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Harvey: The match is underway!

APW World Heavyweight Title No DQ Match
Level One © Vs Pence Weatherlight Vs Jason Royce Vs John Green

All four men look around, sizing each other up, no man wanting to make the first move. After a few moments, Pence rushes towards Level-One, while Green and Royce pair off. Pence throws a hard punch towards Level-One, but Level-One sidesteps and throws a punch of his own! Pence ducks under the punch and steps in, nailing Level-One with an Uppercut to the chin! As Level-One staggers back, Pence unloads with a combination of body shots and punches to the face, backing Level-One into the corner! Meanwhile, John Green and Jason Royce lock up, with Green using his strength advantage to push Royce back into the corner opposite of Level-One! Green gives Royce a quick elbow to the face before whipping Royce to the opposite corner, not realize Pence and Level-One are there! Royce crashes right into Pence's back, driving Pence into the champ, and sandwiching Pence! As all three men flop down to the mat, John Green raises his arms in the middle of the ring, drawing cheers from the crowd!

Chase: Now with these Fatal Four-Ways, the strategy is much different than just beating your opponent down until he can't get up, you have to make sure that three men can't get up!

Harvey: Not necessarily, and not likely! Getting three men to stay down is easier said than done! The best strategy is to try and get two of the guys out of the ring, and taking advantage of a one on one situation. But again, that is much easier said than done!

In the ring, John pulls Pence up and tosses him through the ropes to the floor! John then grabs a hold of the top rope and uses his boot to push Level-One to the floor as well! Green then turns his attention to The Iceman, and picks up the smaller competitor by head, whipping him into the ropes! Green runs towards the opposite ropes, bouncing off and delivering a Running Clothesline to Jason Royce! As Royce is on the mat, Green rolls him onto his belly, and goes for an Armbar! As Green clutches Royce's wrist, Royce twists around onto his back, and sweeps Green's feet out from beneath him with his legs! With both men on the mat, Royce quickly mounts Green and starts unloading with lefts and rights, smashing the face of John Green with his fists! On the outside, Pence and Level-One are coming to, while The Wall backs away from the two competitors. Once to their feet, Pence and Level-One begin to brawl on the outside, trading lefts and rights punch for punch! Eventually, Level-One gets the advantage, and grabs a hold of Pence's head, bouncing it off the guardrail! As Pence falls to the floor, Level-One slides back into the ring, and yanks Jason Royce off the Green by the hair, and hooks his arms around the waist of Royce, delivering a perfect German Suplex! Level-One keeps his hands locked, and gives Royce another German! Finally, Level-One gives Royce another German Suplex, this time bridging to go for a pin
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John Green breaks the count by stomping Level-One right in the gut! Green gives Level-One a Standing Elbow Drop before turning his attention back to Royce! The Retribution Killer pulls Royce up by the hair, and hooks him up in a Powerbomb position, lifting the smaller competitor up! Before John Green can drive him down, though, Royce counters with a Hurricarana, causing John Green to land on Level-One! Before he can follow up, though, Pence rolls back into the ring, and grabs him from behind to deliver a German Suplex of his own! The crowd is cheering loudly as Pence then proceeds to grab Royce's legs, and attempt to go for a Boston Crab! The Iceman Jason Royce is struggling with all of his might to prevent Pence from turning him over, but Pence eventually manages to get the hold on! However, right as Pence sits in the small of Royce's back, Level-One sucker punches Pence in the back of the head, forcing him to release the hold as he crumbles to the mat!

Harvey: In this match, you have to have eyes in the back of your head!

Chase: That's for darn sure!

Back in the ring, Level-One pulls the stunned Pence up by the head, grabs a hold of his arm, and pulls him in for a vicious Flipping Clothesline! Level-One keeps a hold of Pence's hand, and pulls him up again, delivering another Flipping Clothesline! Level-One gives Pence three more clotheslines in this manner before turning to face John Green, who is almost up to his feet! Level-One gets a running start, and goes for a Big Boot, which John Green ducks under! As Level-One turns back around, John Green kicks him in the gut, hooks his head and delivers a thunderous DDT! While all this is happening, Royce rolls out of the ring, and begins to rummage beneath it!

Chase: It looks like the No DQ stip will finally be utilized, as Jason Royce is digging beneath the ring!

Harvey: I'm sure there will still be some nasty toys left over from the Hardcore Match we saw from Twister and The Hardcore Kid earlier tonight!

Royce re-emerges from beneath the ring with a garbage can in hand filled with all sorts of weapons! Royce tosses the can into the ring, nailing Pence with the flying can, and goes back beneath it to drag out a Kendo Stick! As Pence grabs his gut in pain, Royce slides back into the ring, and nails John Green from behind with the Kendo Stick to the back of the head! Royce goes crazy with the Kendo Stick, driving it into John Green's back repeatedly with such force that it eventually snaps into two!

Chase: My goodness! Royce broke the Kendo Stick into two! That's hard to do when you're actively trying to break one of those things!

Harvey: Imagine how John Green must feel having one of those busted across his back!

The crowd is booing Jason Royce as he goes back to the garbage can and pulls out another Kendo Stick! He motions for Pence to get up, and as Pence gets to his feet, Royce takes a wild swing! Pence sees the oncoming swing, rolls out of the way, and pops up behind Royce, grabbing a hold of the Kendo Stick and holding it across Royce's neck while performing a Russian Leg Sweep, driving the end of the stick into Royce's throat! Royce clutches his throat and rolls around the mat in pain as Pence dispenses of the Kendo Stick and goes in to pull Level-One up! As Pence reaches for Level-One's head, Level-One quickly twists around, and pulls Pence into a Triangle Choke! Level-One pulls on Pence's arm harder as he squeezes his legs together tighter! The crowd is yelling for Pence to hold on, but Pence looks like he's on the verge of tapping!

Harvey: Hold on Pence! Hold on!

Chase: What a counter from Level-One!

Pence's hand is shaking as he holds it up, trying to resist the pain of the hold! After a bit, the pain is too much for Pence to bear, and his hand starts to come down, but John Green blocks it, grabbing a hold of Pence's hand to prevent the tap out! Pence is screaming in pain John is holding his hand up, and Level-One cusses at John, telling him to let go! At this point, The Wall slides into the ring and stomps Level-One in the gut, forcing him to release the hold!

Chase: Oh come on! I know this is No DQ, but I thought The Wall wasn't going to get involved!

Harvey: Well, I don't think John Green intended for him to, because John's giving him a mouthful as we speak!

John yells to The Wall, “Let me do this on my own!” and The Wall puts up his hands as if to apologize for interfering. The Wall steps out of the ring as John Green assesses the situation. Green goes to pull Royce up by the head, but as he reaches down, Jason Royce counters with a roll up, pinning John Green,
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Harvey: He almost had him there!

Chase: These Fatal Four-Way matches are so unpredictable! It can still go any way!

At this point, all four men are getting back to their feet, with Level-One being the first to his feet! Royce is the next to his feet, only to get greeted with a Belly-to-Belly from the champ! John Green is the next up to his feet, and Level-One clutches him from behind to deliver an Orton Backbreaker! The crowd is solidly booing as Pence slowly gets to his feet, Level-One stalking him as he gets up. Once Pence is to his feet, Level-One goes in for a Crossface Chickenwing, but before he can lock it in, Pence counters by twisting his arm and pulling off a Snapmare Takedown! Pence rolls Level-One onto his belly and gives him a stomp to the back before grabbing a hold of the champ's ankle, locking in an Ankle Lock! Level-One growls in pain as the fans chant, “Tap out! Tap out!” Pence torques the ankle repeatedly, trying to force Level-One to submit! Level-One grits his teeth as he holds his hand up, but before it can come down, Jason Royce nails Pence Weatherlight with a Running Dropkick to the side of the head! Royce then pulls Pence up by the head and whips him into the corner, charging to hit with a Running Knee right to the face! The Iceman follows up by placing Pence in the Tree of Woe, leaving him suspended upside down! Jason Royce gives Pence a few stiff kicks to the chest before placing his boot in Pence's throat, chocking him! Pence's face is turning blue as the fans boo loudly! Royce leaves Pence hanging as he turns back towards John Green, who is getting back to a vertical base. Royce grabs a hold of Green and whips him towards the hanging Pence, but Green reverses, sending Royce on a collision course with Pence! At the last second, Royce jumps up and lands on the top turnbuckle, and with Pence still suspended, he turns around and nails John Green with a Corkscrew Crossbody off the top rope! Royce has Green pinned,
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Green powers his way out! At this point, Level-One is getting to his feet with a slight limp. Royce gets up with Level-One right behind him, and Level-One Release German Suplexes Jason Royce right out of the ring to the arena floor! Level-One grabs a hold of the garbage can, dumps all the weapons out, and clobbers John Green with it as Green tries to get up! Level-One then places the garbage can right in front of Pence's face, takes a step back, and gives the can a brutal Soccer Kick, smashing it into Pence's face! The crowd's boos are deafening as Level-One pulls the can back to reveal the now bloody face of Pence Weatherlight!

Harvey: Pence looks like he's just come out of some Freddy Krueger movie! What a vicious shot from the champion!

Level-One pulls Pence down from the Tree of Woe and goes for a cover,
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Pence somehow kicks out! The crowd is in a frenzy as Level-One argues with the ref, holding up three fingers, then holding up only the middle one when the ref tells him no! Level-One has an angry look on his face as he gets back up to his feet, pulling Pence Weatherlight up as well. Level-One whips Pence towards the ropes nearest the entrance ramp, but Pence hooks his arms on the ropes, preventing the rebound! Level-One then charges at Pence, going for another Big Boot! However, Pence drops down, pulling the top rope down with him, causing Level-One to straddle the rope! Pence let's go of the rope, snapping it right into the crotch of Level-One! The crowd winces as the pain visibly shows on Level-One's face!

Chase: Well, I sure hope Level-One wasn't planning on having kids anytime soon!

As Level-One is crotched on the rope, Pence delivers a Haymaker Punch that sends Level-One spilling to the arena floor! Pence then steps out between the ropes, following Level-One! By this point, John Green is back up, and he follows Pence and Level-One to the arena floor! As Pence pulls Level-One back up by the head, John Green goes over to The Wall, and motions for him to get something out from beneath the ring. Pence and Level-One brawl their way up the ramp as John and The Wall set up two folding tables in front of the announce table! Once the table are set up, John goes over to Jason Royce, pulls him up by the head, and starts dragging him up the ramp after Level-One and Pence! As Pence and Level-One trade blows up the ramp, Level-One gets the advantage once they reach the stage! Level-One gives Pence a couple of punches to the face, and then drags him towards the support columns holding up the videoscreen! Level-One bounces Pence's bloody head off of the column as Green and Royce reach the stage! At this point, Jason Royce shoves his way out of the headlock, sending Green crashing into Level-One, who also smashes into Pence! As all three of his opponents are dazed, Royce sweeps the legs out from beneath John Green, stands up to hit Level-One with a Spin Kick to the face, and hits Pence with a hard club to the back! Jason then grabs a hold of Pence and hoists him onto his shoulders! Royce then walks to the edge of the stage, and gives Pence the GTS! With the positioning of the move, as Pence's face hits Royce's knee, it sends him flying back off of the stage to the cold hard concrete 15 feet below! The crowd is chanting “Holy shits! Holy shit!” as Jason Royce stares coldly at the carnage he just delivered!

Harvey: He killed him! That son of a gun killed him! Pence Weatherlight is not moving at all!

Chase: This is the risk they run being in a No DQ match!

The crowd is booing loudly as EMTs head out with a stretcher to check on Pence Weatherlight! Jason takes one more look before turning back around to focus on his opponents. The EMTs load Pence onto a gurney, and begin to wheel him out of the arena as Jason alternately stomps John and Level-One.

Harvey: Unfortunately, it looks like Pence Weatherlight's championship dreams will have to be put on hold for now, as his health and well being is a far more pressing matter!

Chase: This match has now become a Triple Threat!

Jason Royce goes to pull Level-One back up, but Level-One grabs Royce by the waistband and pulls him face-first into one of the columns! John Green is getting up as Level-One reaches his feet, and Level-One grabs Jason Royce up in a Suplex position. Level-One and John Green's eyes meet, and without speaking a word, Green stands to the other side of Royce, and they give him a Double Team Suplex! The fans cheer loudly as John Green pulls Jason Royce back up, gives him a kick to the gut, and drills him into the stage with a Headsplitter! Level-One then takes his turn by pulling Royce back up and giving him his version of the F5, The Darkness Shine! Jason Royce's head is busted wide open thanks to being on the receiving end of both his remaining opponents' finishers!

Harvey: It looks like John Green and Level-One want to make this a one-on-one contest, essentially removing Jason Royce from the equation! It's come down to a battle between the to biggest bulls in this match!

Chase: And perhaps they're punishing Royce for his heartless act on Pence!

Harvey: Now don't be naive, Johnny, I'm sure both men are glad that the number of competitor's is dwindling!

Level-One and John Green fight their way back down the ramp, with the crowd firmly behind Green! As they reach the ring, Green has the advantage, and bounces Level-One's head off the apron, rolling him into the ring! John re-enters the ring himself, and motions for Level-One to get back up! As Level-One gets back up, John Green kicks him in the gut, and tries to go for a Head Splitter, but Level-One escapes the attempt, and Clotheslines John Green practically out of his boots! Level-One pulls Green back up, and whips him into the ropes, lifting him up for a ring shaking Spinebuster! Level-One then grabs a hold of John Green's legs, looking to go for a submission hold, but Green kicks him back! Level-One tries to grab a hold again, but Green kicks him back again! Finally, Level-One gives John Green a stomp to jollies, eliciting overwhelming boos from the crowd! As John Green grimaces in pain, Level-One gets a hold of his legs, and turns Green over into a Texas Cloverleaf in the center of the ring! John Green is in agony as the crowd starts to chant, “Re-tri-bu-tion!” clap, clap, clap clap clap “Re-tri-bu-tion!” With the support of the crowd, John Green starts to inch his way to the ropes, willing himself on!

Harvey: Now with the No DQ stip, there's no such thing as a rope break, so Level-One would not be forced to break the hold. However, since the ropes and apron are considered to be outside of the ring, and the match must be won in the ring, if The Retribution Killer is able to reach the ropes, at the very least he can't lose!

John Green struggles mightily to reach the bottom rope, and is within a finger tip when Level-One pulls him back out to the center of the ring! The crowd boos viciously as Level-One has a confident look on his face! The Wall is following Green's earlier instructions to not get involved, and is slapping the mat to try and motivate his employer! Green reaches deep down within himself to pull himself towards the ropes again, and this time he reaches them! Level-One realizes that he can't win with John in the ropes, so after a few intense tugs, he releases the hold, and proceeds to repeatedly stomp the small of Green's back while holding the top rope! After about a dozen stomps, Level-One pulls Green back up and whips him into the ropes! Green ducks an attempted Clothesline, and on the rebound, manages to grab Level-One into a Sleeper Hold! Level-One's arms are flailing about as John Green drops to one knee in the center of the ring, sitting Level-One down! The crowd is to their feet, wildly cheering on John Green as Level-One begins to fade! Soon, Level-One's arms go limp, and the ref checks with the mandatory three count! The ref raises Level-One's arm up the first time, and it goes down! 1!

Harvey: John Green could have him here with this move! We could be on the verge of crowning a new champion!

The ref grabs a hold of Level-One's arm again, again it falls! 2!

Chase: When was the last time you saw a match end with The Sleeper! It's an old school move for sure, but darn is it effective!

The crowd is at a fever pitch as the ref pulls Level-One's arm up for the third time, and lets go, the arm begins to drop, but at the last possible moment, Level-One raises it back up! The crowd boos loudly, Level-One forces John Green back up to his feet, and gives him a few elbows to the gut, breaking the hold! Level-One then gives John a Belly-to-Belly! Level-One sits up, and eyes the top rope, quickly getting up and climbing to the top turnbuckle! As Level-One starts to stand up on the top rope, John Green pops up suddenly, and climbs up the turnbuckle, trying to draw Level-One in for an Armdrag Takedown, but Level-One just shoves him off to the mat below, and jumps off with a Diving Leg Drop! Level-One goes for a cover on John Green,
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Chase: Where did Jason Royce come from!? He's been out for quite a while!

All three men slowly get to their feet, all three of them spaghetti legged! Royce gathers his bearing first, and whips John Green towards the ropes! Royce gives him a Drop Toe Hold! Level-One is shaking his head to loosen the cobwebs as Royce pops back up and gives him an Enziguri to the back of the head. Royce pulls John Green closer to Level-One, and jumps onto the turnbuckle, leaping off with a 450 Splash that hits both of his opponents! Royce goes for a cover on Level-One
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Green gets a shoulder up! Royce pounds the mat in frustration, and pulls John Green back up to a vertical base. At this point, Level-One is back up to his feet, and he nails both of his opponents with a Clothesline! He pulls Royce back up and Bodyslams him to the mat! John Green is up, and Level-One goes for a punch! Green blocks the punch, and swipes with a Knife Edge Chop, but Level-One gets his forearm up to block the Chop! As Level-One shakes his wrist in pain, John Green goes for another Knife Edge Chop, lighting up Level-One's chest! The chop echoes across the arena as Green goes for another Chop and connects again! Green Chops Level-One into the corner, and gives him another stinging Chop! Jason Royce has gotten back up, and gets a running start towards his opponents. Green hears him coming and dodges out of the way, allowing Jason Royce to hit Level-One with a Stinger Splash in the corner! Green quickly gets behind Royce and gives him a Full Nelson Suplex, bridging into a pin,
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Level-One stomps John Green right in the gut! Level-One goes to the pile of weapons that were dumped out of the garbage can earlier, picking up a wooden baseball bat! John Green is holding his gut as he gets up, and Level-One swings for the fences, connecting with Green's gut, sending him back down to the mat! Level-One motions for Jason Royce to get up, and chokes up on the bat. Royce slowly gets up, and Level-One winds up, nailing Royce in the side of the head with the ball bat!

Harvey: And that blow could have knocked Jason Royce out cold! Level-One could have the match here!

Before Level-One goes for a cover, the fans start cheering loudly, looking up to the stage! Level-One looks up to see what they're cheering about, and sees Pence Weatherlight walking down the ramp!

Harvey: Pence is back! He's back in the match!

Chase: This isn't a smart move by Pence at all, but it does show a lot of heart!

Harvey: This is how important the APW Heavyweight Championship is, that Pence is risking his health to come back out to finish the match!

Indeed, Pence is in bad shape, as his midsection is bandaged up, and he's walking with a slight limp! Level-One turns his focus back on Jason Royce, going for a cover,
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John Green is barely able to break it up!

Harvey: It looks like Level-One was trying to end this match before Pence could reach the ring!

At this point, Pence gets to the ring, and rolls in. John Green and Jason Royce are both stirring, but neither is getting up. The fans are chanting Pence's name loudly as Level-One gets back up, and charges towards him! Pence ducks under the attempted Big Boot, and as Level-One stops to turn back around, Pence lifts him up for the Battle Testimony Spinebuster! Pence goes for a pin as the crowd is going wild,
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John Green makes a desperate lunge to break up the pin again! All four men are slowly getting back up, and all four reach their feet at roughly the same time. All four men look to be exhausted, and are sizing each other up. Royce has a large bruise on the side of his head and Pence's face is covered in dried up blood. Level-One and John Green aren't looking much better themselves. After a short standoff, all four men rush towards each other in the middle of the ring, brawling wildly! The fans are in a frenzy as all four competitors unload rights and lefts. Level-One hits Pence with an elbow shot that sends Pence staggering back! Jason Royce gives John Green a kick to the balls that brings him down to one knee! Level-One grabs a hold of Jason Royce and whips him into corner! The champ sits Royce up on the top rope, and climbs up himself, hooking Royce up in a Suplex Position! Pence shoots up to the second rope behind Level-One, and grabs around his waist, hooking him up for a German Suplex! John Green runs over and grabs Pence from behind in the German position as well, and snaps back, pulling all three of his opponents back for a Triple Suplex of Doom! The crowd is on their feet chanting “APW! APW! APW!” as all four men are laid out in ring again!

Chase: Have you ever seen anything like that!

Harvey: Only in APW will you see innovation like that!

John Green is the first to his feet, and he pulls Jason Royce back up. John Green tries to toss Royce out of the ring towards the two tables him and The Wall had set up earlier, but Royce grabs a hold of the top rope and lands on the apron! Green gives Royce a forearm shot, but Royce blocks it, clobbering Green in the face with a fist of his own! Royce then pulls Green through the ropes and out onto the apron, hooking his head in DDT position! Before he can pull the trigger, Pence has gotten up, and charges, hitting both men with a Flying Shoulder Tackle that sends Royce and Green crashing through the tables on the outside! Pence turns his attention back towards the champ, and as Level-One gets to his feet, Pence hooks him in a Urinagi position, going for the Heavy Artillery! Level-One counters by elbowing Pence in the side of the head, and as Pence is dazed, lifts him upon his shoulders to go for The Darkness Shine! As Level-One twists Pence around, Pence lands on his feet, kicks Level-One in the gut, and goes for the Heavy Artillery again, this time, drilling Level-One into the mat! Pence goes for the cover,
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DING! DING! DING!

Tony Ferrari: Here is your winner, by pinfall, and the new APW Heavyweight Champion of the World, Pence Weatherlight!

The cheers of the fans are overwhelmingly loud as “Come to Life” blares over the speakers! Pence is on both knees holding his ribs as the ref hands him the title belt. Pence gets to his feet and holds the title up high with one arm, still clutching his ribs with the other!

Harvey: What a profile in courage tonight by Pence Weatherlight! He was seriously injured in the middle of the match, carried out on a stretcher, and yet he came back to accomplish his goal of becoming the new APW World Heavyweight Champion!

Chase: I thought that Pence was extremely foolish for coming back into the match, but when it pays off like this, well, even I can't help but admire his guts!

Harvey: But we also have to give it up for all the men involved tonight, as this match really could have gone either way for a majority of the match! The turning point was definitely John Green and Jason Royce's fall through the tables that allowed this match to be decided! Still, a great effort from all involved tonight!

Pence has climbed the turnbuckle and is holding his title belt high as Level-One rolls out of the ring and makes his way up the ramp with a scowl on his face. The Wall helps John Green up, while the ref attends to Jason Royce. Pence has a huge smile on his face as APW Mayhem comes to a close!