ONE NIGHT IN HELL 2009

[President Jeff]

The show opens up with a promo video for The PPV and then fades out to Pyro shooting up from the stage.

Thousands of APW fans packed in the arena suddenly found themselves surrounded by darkness; unable to see as far as a foot in-front of them. ''Immortal'' by Adema hits as the majority of the crowd are now settled in their seats comfortably as the familar chorus shoots out of the PA System sending the crowd into a frenzy. An immediate ''Pence'' chant breaks out as a spot-light rains down over the head of their favorite, Star.

Harvey: Pence Weatherlight is making his way out here real early in the night! This isn't a normal occurance, Chase.

Chase: Your right. Especially, from men who take their matches seriously. Pence should be backstage warming up and mentally preparing himself for the Hell In the cell match against Level-One, not out here Show boating!

Harvey: Well, Chase a lot of emotion is behind this match and I'm sure Pence is out here to clear the air, before he and Level-One beat the life out of each-other!

Pence singles for the world championship around his waist before marching down the ramp. Pence slaps a few fans hands on the way down; but his eyes never remove themselves in the direction of the ring. Pence Weatherlight makes his way to the apron and jogs up the stairs, slipping through the ropes. Pence removes his trench coat, whipping it out into the ring and into the crowd; as three ladies fight for poessession of the leather coat.

''Pence, Pence, Pence''' chants continue as Pence requests a microphone from the time keeper, which he promptly receives. Finding himself in the middle of the ring, he lifts the microphone to his lips, but the crowd chant only get's louder. They want him to hear them and he does as he lowers the microphone respectfully, bowing his head to the crowd.

Pence: Thank you guys. Despite what Level-One may say about you, the APW fans, you guys make nights like tonight, happen!

''Thank you, thank you, thank you'' the crowd chanted as Pence flashed a smile of gratitude.

Pence: I don't know if I could go into a 25 foot caged structure; without your support although it makes it easier. For every person who said I'm not going to be able to defeat Level-One tonight—it's sure good to see a crowd who believes quite the opposite.

Pence says, sending the crowd into a huge pop. Pence nods his head up and down awknowledging the crowd as he tilts his head back and points up at the caged strucutre hanging above him.

Pence: Level-One tried to take me out to make sure this night would've never happened. Level-One did everything in his power to make sure he wouldn't have to step in that cell. So as far as I'm concerned—it is me who has the mental advantage over Level-One. It is me who is the shoe in for the win and it Level-One who is the underdog, tonight. I wonder how that makes him feel?

Pence smiles as he shrugs his shoulders.

Pence: Unfortunately for Level-One this match will happen! And I will become APW world champion again. I know it's not going to be easy, nothing in life is. But I have prepared for this match, I've trained hard and I have endured everything thrown at me and I'm ready to throw it back at Level-One and put everything on the line. Tonight, I will dethrone....

Pence's microphone suddenly cuts out. He lowers the microphone banging it against the canvas but receives no feed. The crowd fires up with an arena full of boos as Level-One steps out on the ramp, with a microphone in hand. Pence follows right to the world champion holding what he had planned to take later that night.

Level-One: It's about time someone shut you the hell up, Pence—and that wasn't just a technical difficulty. You've ran your mouth time and time again and with that cell looming over your head; I believe the time for talking, is done tonight. Tonight, you put those words into action—or at least, you prepare too.

The crowd starts a ''Level-One sucks'' chant as Pence Weatherlight leans over the ropes staring at the world champion with passion burning in his eye.

Level-One: And Pence, if you believed the Hell in the cell match with me was the last demon you had to face; well, your fucking stupider then I thought! Here you are looking up at that cell; believing you had everything all figured out. At what point did it not occur to you that making it here tonight was way too easy? At what point did you believe my hate for you wouldn't boil over and that you wouldn't get burnt? See, Pence... you don't think like a champion. How do YOU expect to be one?

Chase: I love Pay Per Views. No censoring to the swearing

Harvey: Leave it to Level One to drop the first F-Bomb of the night

Pence Weatherlight stares at Level-One momentairly, before quickly hopping between the middle rope. Pence begins to march up the ramp, as the crowd cheers. Level-One extends his hand and begins to back up.

Level-One: Stop right there, Pence. You take ONE more fucking step, I'll make you regret it!

Pence stops dead in his tracks as Level-One slowly backs up. Four security guards step out behind the curtain upon Level-One's signal, as he dissapears behind the muscle men. Pence Weatherlight approaches security, yelling in their direction as the crowd beigins a ''Your a coward'' chant. On APW-tron, an image comes to life.

A man with a white lab coat is seen in a hospital room; with a patient lying down in his bed. The man is acompanied by a Nurse, who slips into the room to check up on his Patient.

Nurse: Dr. Yute, is everything right with Mr. Maelstrom?

The doctor now confirmed as ''Dr. Yute'' simply nods his head. The nurse not thinking much of it; slips out of the room. Pence Weatherlight watches the Titron with confusion scrimbled upon his face. Dr. Yute turns to face the camera.

Dr. Yute: It seems our Patient here is suffering from cancer here. But I'm going to diganosis that he merely a weak coward and is dying from something like... a paper cut or a few broken bones.

The crowd quiets down shocked by what they are witnessing on screen. They let out an uncomfortable sigh, when the face mask his ripped off of the doctor, exposing none other then the man they know as Level-One. Pence Weatherlights face lights up with fear; as he begins to try to struggle past security, which holds him at bay. Level-One waves at the screen knowing that one day, this would be played live.

Level-One: So, I've come to the conclusion that only way to treat a coward---a coward whom has a big mouth and has helped nestle my enemy, I may add—that the only way to treat him is not to kill him but to make him suffer...

Level-One quickly turns around to Nick Maelstrom picking up a needle that rests on the table. Nick Maelstrom grunts at the sight of the object while Level-One is sure to tease the camera once more.

Level-One: Now all I have to do is hit the right, Vien. You know how that works, right Pence? Because for months, that's all I've been doing. Hitting the right spots, seperating your further from your own identity and controlling my opposition, like a puppet master yanking his strings. Ah, now back to that vein...

Level-One picks up the neddle and shoves it into the arm of Nick Maelstrom whom cusses underneath his breath.

Level-One: Think I missed...

Level-One yanks the needle out of his arm; shoving it into his ribs now. Nick Maelstrom sits up, but is swatted down by Level-One's free hand. Nick Maelstrom grunts under his breath, as Level-One now yanks the needle from his ribs.

Level-One: I think this pig may have caught swine flu; I think he needs another injection.

Level-One brings the needle into the side of Nicks neck; ripping it back out again, drawing a some blood. Nick Maelstrom shakes his his bed almost sezuire like as Level-One steps foward covering the camera with his hand.

Level-One: I still protest I never killed him; but I'm sure my knack for torture attributed to it. Pence, I'm going to tourture you and if your lucky? I might just find it in my heart to kill you. See you soon Pence Weatherlight...

...Too soon.

The titron fades; leaving an entire world in shock. Pence Weatherlight stares up at the screen with helplessness in his eyes knowing that he couldn't do anything to help his freind. Pence Weatherlight drops to a single knee on the ramp, tucking his face where not a single soul could see. The fans not knowing how to react, many sport their mouths the shape of O's unable to express their emotion. Pence, however has no problem doing such...

This was a demon; a demon that Pence Weatherlight would have to conquor; tonight.

Harvey: I can't believe it, Chase....

Chase: This has gone too far; even for me, Harvey.

Harvey: Well folks, we have a action packed night for you all. As you just saw, Level One will be defending his APW World Title against Pence Weatherlight inside the Hell in a Cell

Chase: Also tonight, Michael Lively will face off against BDC in a Dog Collar match

Harvey: That is sure to be a bloody match. Speaking of a bloody match, Jason Royce will take on Assassin in a Sadistic match.

Chase: And in a Casket match, we will see, Victor Hades take on Jesse Nunez. Hades has been making a name for himself the past few weeks with his actions against Jesse. Will Jesse put Hades away tonight

Harvey: In a match a lot of people are looking forward to. A match where for the first time ever, both the APW Overdrive and Xtreme Title will both be on the line as the Axis of Awesome defend their titles against the AKA in a double title ladder match

Chase: I can't wait for this one. But lets get to our first match of the night. A Barbwire ropes tornado Tag match. The O'Connor Brothers take on Mark Moment and Scott Rock.

[President Jeff]

Tony: The first match of the night is a barbwire rope tornado tag match!

The lights throughout the packed arena cut-off and a bright light appears on stage, while a cloud of fog pours from the curtains. While two voices come over the P.A. system chanting a quiet prayer....

"And Shepherds we shall be

For thee, my Lord, for thee.

Power hath descended forth from Thy hand

Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands.

So we shall flow a river forth to Thee

And teeming with souls shall it ever be.

In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti."

Suddenly the drum beating sounds of "I'm Shipping Up To Boston" by Dropkick Murphys blares over the P.A. system as the fans spring out of their seats, the strobe lights bright flickering upon the stage. Finally the duo of Austin and Aidan O'Connor appear bursting through the myst of fog, only to hear the roaring wild echoes of cheers from the fans. A grin on both of their faces, as they march down the ramp singing along the lyrics with the fans. Exchanging hugs, high fives, and handshakes with loyal fans along the way.

"I'm shipping up to Boston ... wayy-yooo!
I'm shipping up to Boston ... wayyyyyy-yo!
I'm shipping up to Boston ... wayy-yooo!
I'm shipping off ... to find my wooden leg!"

Tony: Making their way to the ring first, weighing in at a combined weight of 413 pounds, Aidan and Austin O'Connor...the O'Connor Brothers!

Finally running down the ramp and sliding into the ring, Austin and Aidan spring to their feet and climb the turnbuckles. Posing for the massively loud crowd cheering behind them, as they position themselves taunting the amazing crowd on the outside. Before slowly lowering their arms and awaiting their opponents as they turn to the stage.

The opening lyrics to Cum on feel the noise hit’s the PA and the titantron comes on. As soon as the music kicks in, Pyro shoots up in front of the entrance way and Mark Moment runs out, jumping up and down, excited.

Tony: Making his way to the ring next, weighing in at 180 lbs, Mark Moment!

Mark runs down the aisle, slapping the fans of a few fans a long the way and slides into the ring under the bottom rope. Mark quickly gets up, runs up the turn buckle and raises his arms in the air, while the fans cheer and pictures are being taken. Mark then goes to his corner and gives him more salute to the fans before waiting for the match to begin.

"Down and Out" by Tantric plays as Scott Rock makes his way down to the ring.

Tony: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 225 lbs., Scott Rock!

Scott gets into the ring and him and Mark begin to talk strategy in the corner they are in and the O'Connors begin to do the same.

Barbwire Rope Tornado Tag Match
The O‘Connor Brothers Vs Mark Moment and Scott Rock

The match begins with a loud ring from the bell as all four competitors pick a man to attack, Mark attacks Aidan, and Austin attacks Scott. It is clearly seen that neither team wants to touch the ropes which are covered in barbwire and are mainly fighting in the center of the ring to avoid doing just that. Aidan, the larger man, overpowers the smaller Mark Moment and locks him in a head lock while on the other side of the ring Scott Rock has locked Austin into a similar hold. Aidan pulls Mark over towards where his brother and Scott are squaring off and then releases Mark and irish whips him into Scott Rock, sending Scott crashing into the barbwire and giving Austin the chance to escape the hold. Scott yowls in pain holding his back as Mark gives a look of 'my bad' before turning around to receive a belly to belly suplex from Austin. Scott who is now moving around the ring holding his back turns around to see Aidan coming at him with a crossbody, but the big man Scott is not down for the count as he sidesteps. Aidan goes chest first into the barb wire ropes and yowls in pain himself as he falls on the mat and rolls away from the ropes.

Chase: That barbwire is razor sharp, it will cut through flesh like a hot knife through butter

Austin picks up Mark and is surprised to see that Mark has some fight in him still when Mark swings for the fences with a right hook which catches Austin on the jaw. Austin takes a step back and then shakes his head at Mark, Austin then does the same maneuver, but clearly with much more power behind it. Mark just barely dodges it and continues to dodge the punches from the larger Austin, after dodging so many hits Austin's fist is caught by the big man Scott who lifts him up and drops him down with a military press style drop. Austin clearly winded by the looks to see that Scott has taken a knee allowing for Mark to run up his back and slam right down on him with a frog splash, the fans all begin to cheer from the unorthodox style of attack.

Mark goes for the pin to try to end it quickly.

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Kickout by Austin, Mark and Scott both begin to stomp down on Austin, but unexpectently Aidan is now up and spears Mark Moment to the ground. Scott who is taken a little back by the agility from Aidan turns around just in time to receive a spear himself. Clearly Aidan, after cleaning up shop, quickly picks up his brother Austin, and both of them get ready as both of their opponents lay on the floor holding their stomachs. As both Mark and Scott get up Aidan and Austin both at the same time clench a super kick to the jaws of their adversaries and go for the pin at the same time.

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Scott and Mark both kick out and Aidan and Austin both lift up their opponents and then irish whip them into the ropes with barbwire on them. As they both yowl in pain Aidan and Austin charge them and deliver a clothesline to both of them at the same time. Aidan and Austin both signal for the end and as Aidan sets up for his finisher and so does Austin they are taken by surprise by just how much steam their two adversaries have as both them reverse them and slam them down to the mat below. Mark looks to capitalize as he pins Aidan.

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Austin gets his shoulder up and the now frustrated Scott gets Austin to his feet, Mark gets Aiden to his feet as well, and as they are about to lock in their finishing maneuvers find that the two brothers had played possom. Aiden and Austin counter by shoving them both into the ropes and once again having them yowl in pain, this time a double cross body from both of Aiden and Austin on Mark and Scott. Mark lays on the mat breathing heavily as Scott stumbles to his feet and is surprised to see Aidan waiting for him and with that surprise Aidan locks in 'Oh My Guiness' and lands it. Aidan goes for the pin.


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Tony: Here are your winners....the O'Connor Brothers!

Exhausted both of the O'Connor brothers help up Mark and Scott and make their way to the back stage area.

Chase: What a match to kick off the Pay Per View

Harvey: I think what we saw in that ring is just a small taste of something big to come tonight

Chase: That sounded kinda gay

Harvey: Shut up. I got word that the Axis of Awesome is backstage with Cindy Shannon.

[President Jeff]

Cindy Shannon is in the backstage interview area with a mic in hand. As she begins to speak, there is a thinly veiled disdain in her voice.

Cindy: Ladies and gentlemen please welcome my guests at this time, the APW Overdrive and Xtreme Champions, Biggs and Chris Cyrus, the Axis of Awesome...

Biggs and Chris Cyrus walk onto camera. Biggs has his ring jacket and shades on and his APW Overdrive Championship belt clasped around his waist, while Cyrus has his belt slung over his shoulder. The fans can be heard chanting “Kareshi! Kareshi!” which is Japanese for “steady boyfriend”. Cyrus and Biggs don't pick up on the what the chant actually means.

Biggs: Now Cindy, I know that you're upset that you get to interview us, but your conduct is most unprofessional.

Cyrus: Seriously, please show some journalistic integrity here and don't let your personal bias come into play while interviewing the most dominant faction in APW today!

Biggs: I mean it's not like we let your fish smell deter us from saying what we have to say, despite how overwhelming it happens to be!

Cyrus: I think I smell codfish!

Cindy has a pissed look on her face as she drops the mic and storms off. Biggs bends down to pick up the mic.

Biggs: How unprofessional! Doesn't she take any satisfaction in her job?

Cyrus: Only after hours with some of the guys, although I've never partaken in her wares!

Biggs: You're a better man for that. But the fact of the matter is that we aren't here to talk about Cindy Shannon, not in the slightest! No, we are here tonight to talk about making history, which is exactly what we'll do when we defeat the AKA in the first ever Double Title Tag Team Ladder Match in APW history!

Cyrus: Even though we've gotten the shaft from Max Carter, being placed in a match that practically begs of me to break my anti-hardcore vows, The Axis will once again overcome the odds, and retain our respective titles tonight!

Biggs: Let's be honest here for a moment and assess the situation we find ourselves in. Max Carter is forcing us to defend both of our titles against the AKA, where all it takes is one member from either team grabbing the belts to win the whole gosh darn thing! Now why would Max Carter put us in a match that is so blatantly biased in the favor of the AKA?

Cyrus: Because he knows that we are more technically skilled than our opponents, and that putting us in a normal match would just expose how little talent the AKA actually has!

Biggs: After all, the AKA are huge fan favorites, and we can't have them appear to be as weak as they actually are! It'll hurt their merchandise sales! So Max Carter has put it upon himself to do whatever he can to put the belts on a couple of talentless dweebs who's only claim to fame is that they can at least beat other losers. Still, being the best of the worst can hardly be considered good.

Cyrus: In fact, it's flat out terrible! They're crap in the ring, and they know it, Max Carter knows it, and after the Axis of Awesome thoroughly embarrasses them tonight, everyone will know that the AKA absolutely sucks!

Biggs: So Shadow, Slade Craven, enjoy your last few moments of being the good graces of the fans, because after tonight, there will be no reason that anyone in their right mind could possibly root for you. But then again, you'd have to be out of your mind to think that you can stand up to the Axis. Why Cyrus?

Cyrus: Because we're AWESOME!

Biggs and Cyrus laugh as they toss the mic and walk off camera. The camera goes back to ringside where Tony is in the ring ready to introduce the next match

Tony: The following contest is a Sadistic Match. In order to win, you must make your opponent Bleed before attempting a pin fall

“Scars” By Papa Roach hit’s the PA and the fans instantly boo’s as Jason Royce walks out through the curtain

Tony: Introduing first, Weighing in at 222 pounds…JASON…ROYCE

Chase: Jason Royce has had a rough few weeks.

Harvey: Jason doesn’t seem to be himself lately. He needs to get focused if he wants to get back into the title picture.

Jason makes his way down to the ring, ignoring the fans and then slides in under the bottom ropes. He raises his arms and the fans boo him. Jason then waits for his opponent

Tony: And his opponent

The arena lights dim as "Coming Alive" begins to play over the PA as we see Assassin walk out onto the ramp. Assassin tilts his head to the left slightly as he runs his right hand along his mask staring in front of him at the crowd.

Tony: From Dallas Texas, Weighing in at 235 pounds….ASSASSIN!

Assassin slowly makes his way down the ramp refusing to shake hands with the fans as he makes his way down the ramp climbing into the ring. Assassin steps through the ropes and walks across the ring until he climbs onto the middle turnbuckle and lowers his head. Assassin raises his head up spraying out a colored mist towards the crowd before jumping off the turnbuckle as he turns back towards the ring and waits for the bell.

Assassin Vs Jason Royce


The two lock up in the middle of the ring with Jason forcing Assassin to the corner and the ref calls for them to break the lock up. They do and Jason slaps Assassin in the face. Jason moves back to the middle of the ring with a smirk on his face. Assassin rubs the side of his face and then moves in for another lock up, this time, Jason takes Assassin down with a drop toe hold, then quickly grabs Assassin in a front face look and Jason goes for Knee shots to Assassin head, but Assassin blocks it with his arms and is able to slip away from Jason.

Chase: Remember, you gotta back your opponent bleed before a pin fall attempt can be made and Jason is going for it quick.

Harvey: Jason was in this kind of match at Rasslemania 4 against the Hardcore Kid, Chris Cyrus now, and Jason came out Victorious.

Both guys circle each other and go for a third lock up, and Assassin tackles Royce down with a double leg take down and the fans start cheering as Assassin is punching Jason in the head. The ref is in position, looking for blood, but there is none as Jason kicks Assassin off of him and rolls to the outside. Assassin waste no time and goes right after Jason. Jason begins running around the ring and Assassin follows. Jason slides back into the ring and Assassin follows. Jason goes for an elbow drop, but Assassin slides back out of the ring and Jason hit’s the mat with his Elbow. Assassin gets into the ring, grabs Jason’s arm and twist it before flipping Jason over to the mat on his back. Assassin gets his legs across Jason’s chest and wrenches back on Jason’s arm.

Chase: That move could pull Jason shoulder right out of its socket.

Harvey: I don’t think the fans care at this point.

Jason screams and Assassin starts smashing his leg into Jason’s face and then gets off Jason, picks him up and puts him into the corner. Assassin chops Jason then grabs Jason’s head and starts bouncing it off the turn buckle. After about 5 bounces, Assassin puts Jason back into the corner and climbs the turn buckle and starts punching Jason in the head and the fans count each punch. 1.…2...3..4...5.…Jason grabs Assassin, takes a step out of the corner and drops Assassin face first on the top turn buckle. Jason then sets Assassin in the corner and then starts biting his head.

Harvey: Jason is an animal

Chase: Who ever bleed first is at a huge disadvantage

Jason gets off and the ref checks Assassin head but all there is, is teeth marks. Jason then grabs Assassin and Suplexes him out of the corner and then Jason starts to take the padding off the top turn buckle. The ref can’t do anything and Jason pulls the Turn Buckle off. Jason picks Assassin up and goes to put his head into the steel, but Assassin blocks it and then starts punches Jason away from the corner. Assassin punches Jason to the ropes and then clotheslines him over and onto the floor. Assassin gets out of the ring and picks up a chair.

Harvey: Assassin is gonna bust Jason open right here.

Jason uses the ring post to pull himself up and Assassin swings the chair, but Jason ducks and Assassin it’s the ring post. Assassin drops the chair and Jason pushes Assassin and Assassin hit’s the ring post with his head.

Chase: Assassin could be busted open here.

Jason goes over and lifts Assassin’s head off the mat and blood begins running down his face.

Harvey: Assassin is bleeding, Jason Royce just need to pin him to win now.

Chase: Huge advantage right now for Jason.

Jason rolls Assassin into the ring and don’t waste time and goes for a pin
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Harvey: Its fair game now

Chase: Anyone’s match

With Jason a bit gazed, Assassin grabs Jason from behind and hit’s a German Suplex and bridges for the pin
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Assassin then picks Jason up, puts him in the corner and chops him. Assassin throws Jason into the opposite corner and then runs at him, and connects with a Body Splash. Jason stumbles out and Assassin kicks him and picks him up for a power bomb, but Jason begins punching Assassin in the head and lands on his feet and Jason gives Assassin a high kick to the head and Assassin falls backwards near a corner. Jason climbs up and the fans boo as Jason comes off with a Corkscrew splash and connects. The ref slides in with the cover
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Chase: I thought Jason had it right there

Harvey: Both guys lost quite a bit of blood here.

Jason looks at the ref who tells him that Assassin kicked out. Jason picks Assassin up and sets him up in the Tree of Woe in the corner. Jason then goes to the opposite corner then runs with a baseball slide to Assassin face, but Assassin pulls himself up at the last second and Jason slides crotch first into the ring post. Assassin gets off the top rope and pulls Jason into the ring and nails a Dragon Suplex into a pin
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Harvey: These two are giving it their all tonight

Chase: This turned into quite the match

Assassin picks Jason up and head butts him and then throws him into the ropes and Assassin nails the power slam. The fans cheer as Assassin points to the turnbuckle. Assassin starts going towards the corner and Jason grabs Assassin’s leg. Assassin kicks Jason in the head and then climbs the top rope. Jason is up and starts hitting Assassin and gets Assassin to sit on the top rope. Jason climbs up and jumps on Assassin’s shoulder for a Hurricanrana, but Assassin blocks it and Assassin counters by Power bombing Jason off the top rope while still standing on the ropes.

Harvey: Its over here

With Jason on the mat, Assassin stands on the top rope. The fans cheer and Assassin comes off with the Shooting Star Press and Jason gets his knee‘s up. Assassin lands on Jason’s knee’s and gets up holding his stomach. Jason is up, lifts Assassin up and nails the GTS. Assassin is out and Jason covers
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Winner: Jason Royce

Jason’s theme music hits and Jason celebrates in the ring. The ref raises his hand and the fans boo

Chase: An important win here tonight for Jason Royce

Harvey: Both gave it their all, but in the end, all it took was one mistake.

Jason continues to celebrate as we go to a promo package for the Dog Collar match between BDC and Michael Lively

[President Jeff]

White neon lights flicker throughout the arena and "The Pretender" by the Foo Fighters; blasts from the arena's PA system. The crowd cheer loudly as the man, the myth, the legend BDC walks from behind the curtain and stands at the top of the ramp.

Tony: Introducing first, weighing in at 310 pounds, B….D…..C

The APW - Tron shows the Welsh National Flag, and red, white and green pyro shoot high into the air and he then heads toward the ring. He climbs over the top rope and proceeds to climb each turnbuckle one at a time, raising his right arm in the air. He then jumps up and down a little in the centre of the ring and crouches a little, hands on his knees, as his opponents music plays.

Tony: From Fort Lauderdale Florida....here is Michael Lively.

AFI Misseria Cantare begins to play The lights are dim, and the stage flickers with blue strobbing lights to the beat. Snow flakes begins to fall all through the arena, and the walkway is filled with smoke. The strobing light beat to the music, and then as the lights flicker again the figure of a hooded figure can be seen. The I am JESUS pose is given then the hood is flipped back reveling Michael Lively as blue sparks shoot up from the floor behind him. Michael Lively looks up to the sight of BDC, as he then rolls into the ring as the ref steps in front of the big man backing him up. The self proclaimed savior of wrestling looks a little nervous.

Dog Collar Match
BDC Vs Michael Lively


Lively reluctantly walks over toward the ref who tries to attach the dog collar. Lively's eyes speak a different story then his mouth has been for the past few weeks. The man looks as if he is nervous for what is about to come. Just as the ref buckles the collar Lively's eyes bulge as the big man Chris Defoe yanks the chain dragging Lively towards him. The self proclaimed savior clutches a hold of the top rope with his right hand holding on for dear life. His head shaking back and forth as if not wanting any part of this match. BDC smirks as he walks toward Lively looking at him as if he has already mentally won this match. Michael shakes his head and motions for BDC to stay away. Just then the JESUS quickly runs toward the big man drop kicking the man knee cap. Defoe winces in pain as he falls down on that knee. Lively quickly springs to his feet lands a solid right hand to his opponents face following it up with two nasty knife edge chops. Lively talks shit then roundhouse kicks BDC in the head sending him sideways to the canvas. The White Lion feeling ever so proud of his game of bait the fish turns toward the fans striking the I am JESUS pose sending them into a frenzy.

Chase: These people hate this man.

Harvey: I think they hate both these men.

Chase: Hate them or love them they are talented athletes, and Lively just put on a clinic on how to play possum.

The JESUS looks over his shoulder at BDC, then back out to the crowd. He flips two birds to the fans who respond with a FUCK YOU right back, then runs up the ropes like steps spring boards off the top back flipping. Lively quickly gasps for air as he lands on two raised up knees. The White Lion slumps over to the side holding his mid section, as BDC rises to his feet. The legend of the squared circle snatches his opponent up by the hair and tosses him back first into the turn buckles. With an outstretched leg BDC plants his boot right into the throat of Lively as he leans on the ropes for leverage.

Chase: Usually the ref is running in there trying to break up the choke, but this match has no stopping until a winner.

Harvey: You have that right Johnny, a dog collar match pretty much has no rules, there is no running from your opponent, just pretty much stay engaged in battle until one man is next to lifeless.

BDC lets the boot free and follows it up with a fast slamming elbow to the side of Lively's head as his body crashes into him as well. Defoe lands a few more of those shots then backs up, looking toward the crowd very confidently and then makes a motion with his hand for Lively to come on out. The JESUS not sure where he is out kind of just slumps forward in a stagger. BDC scoops Lively up, and drops him face first on the turn buckle with snake eyes. The White Lions head slams that turn buckle with a violent car crash force which sends his body flipping backward flopping to the mat. BDC lifts an arm in the air, and plants a boot in the chest of Lively for a very cocky pin.

Chase: Wow, look at the arrogance of BDC.

Harvey: I think he's mocking Lively now.

BDC strikes a JESUS pose in a sort of goofy and retarded manor as if making fun of Lively. The ref slides over checks the shoulder and slams the hand down for the....



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TW---KICK Out by Lively.

Chase: I think he knew that this is far from over.

Harvey: You would hope so.

BDC waits for Lively to get up, and drills him with a few big punches. The JESUS staggers back with each one then blocks the last countering with a right of his own. As Lively swings for the fences once more BDC clutches his wrist steps to the side and sends the man for an Irish Whip into the ropes. Lively springs off charging right toward a big boot lifted by Defoe. Michael ducks the boot snagging a solid hold of the chain as it follows along with him under BDC. The man plants his foot back on the ground just as Lively leaped over the opposite rope landing to the floor. The chain quickly cinches up tightly flipping BDC over front wards as the metal chain racks his balls. Lively leaps back up to the apron, jumps to the top rope giving himself a solid spring and sit out kicks BDC who had just struggled to his feet with a slight stomach ache from the chain attack to his genitals. The big man hits the canvass back first, as Lively wastes no time by climbing to the middle turn buckle. He spits on BDC's chest as if marking his target and then nails a very beautiful elbow. The White Lion gets to his feet rapidly then begins plating his wrestling boot into the body of BDC trying to soften him up some more. With a handful of hair Lively picks up his opponent and gives him a heave ho for an Irish Whip of his own. Lively leaps into the air as BDC rebounds with a hand full of chain stretched out and clotheslines the big man with the metal links right across the throat. The man hits the ground clutching his neck, and Lively again acts fast. He wraps the chain links around his right leg, then leaps into the air dropping a loaded leg drop right across the injured throat. He quickly rolls over hooking the leg for the pinball attempt.

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THR----NO!!

Chase: How did he manage to kick out, I surely thought he was done.

Harvey: Lively may not believe this man is a legend, but he's been to the top of the mountain and back. BDC is a true in ring warrior.

Lively frustrated with the cover argues with the ref for a second who simply just shoves two finger him his face and tells him to deal with it. The JESUS then turns around and sees his opponent up to his feet but slouched over. Lively charges the man who quickly stands up and connects with a fist wrapped in chain link to his face. Lively stumbles back looking as if no one is home hits the ropes back first and tumbles through them out to the floor. BDC takes a few deep breaths and rubs his throat before following Lively out through the ropes to the floor.

Chase: The match has made it outside.

Harvey: Aren't matches that make it outside so much fun.

Chase: YES!!!

BDC looks down at his opponent, and then step over him toward the guard railing. BDC lifts his leg over the railing and takes a spot on the other side with the fans. The man seems to be waiting for Lively to get to his feet. As the JESUS finally stirs and makes an effort to join the standing once more his opponent quickly pulls the chain yanking Lively into the guard rail flipping him over it violently. BDC yanks the man to his feet once more, and give him a helping hand back over the rail so that they are ringside once more, With a hand full of hair BDC slams Lively's face into the ring apron, then scoops him up. He scrapes his foot on the ground like a bull preparing to charge and then runs for the ring post slamming Lively's back into the cold steel. BDC then lets go of his grip as Lively falls to the floor in pain. The big legend raises his arms in the air feeling very proud of his performance. He jaw jacks with the fans spewing about how he still has what it takes.

Chase: Boy the fans really do hate both men, you were right.

Harvey: Yeppers, these guys are both bastards and the fans show no shame in telling a bastard how they feel.

Lively gets to his feet using the ring apron for assistance. BDC distracted with the fans doesn't even notice. Lively slides back into the ring, and then back out again putting the ring post between him and BDC. Lively then falls back on the floor trying to play dead as he sees BDC turn back around. The big man walks back toward Lively who trips him with a leg sweep sending his face into the ring post. LIvely jumps up to his feet super fast goes around BDC sliding back into the ring again and out the other side leaving the big man tied to the ring post. Lively then begins pounding the man in the side of the head repeatedly until the man seems to be unconscious from the assault. Lively then reverses his steps to free the big man from the post. The JESUS knows all this has done is buy him some time to figure out his next attack because it will take a lot more to keep this big man down for a three count.

Michael quickly drops to his knees flipping the ring apron up looking under the squared circle for a weapon. He reaches under the ring pulling out a broom stick. The man then places it between his legs acting as if he is flying for a moment.

Chase: It's the Wicked Witch of APW

Harvey: More like the Wicked Bitch of APW

Lively then dusts off BDC's chest with the broom mocking him. Lively then spins the thing around and slams the handle down into his sternum. Almost like an adrenaline shot BDC lungs up into a seated position clutching his chest. Lively doesn't hesitate to swing that broom stick like a baseball bat and crack the man squarely in the face. BDC then flops back down to the mat as if taken out by a bullet. Lively quickly tries to get the man up, and rolls him into the ring. He slides under the rope following his opponent. Lively's mind looks as if he is thinking, and then he takes off scampering to the top turn buckle. Lively strikes the I am JESUS pose at the top, and then drags his thumb across his throat signaling for the Prelude. Just then Lively's attention is diverted toward the ring side area as a fan hits him with a soda. The cup explodes on the side of the Lively's head as the fans erupt in cheers and laughter. Lively looks out trying to see who will fess up. No one does so, and Michael turns his attention back toward the ring. His is quickly whipped off the top turnbuckle by BDC pulling the chain. Lively collides with a big boot as he makes his way down from the top. As the JESUS hits the mat, BDC seems to shake off some cob webs.

Chase: Lively wasting time with the fans just like BDc earlier.

Harvey: Listen Johnny, you are dealing with two heals, they don't miss a chance to piss the fans off.

BDC wraps some chain around his fist, drops down to one knee and begin pounding Lively's forehead with his loaded fist. The man looking very intense doesn't stop until he splits Michael wide open.

Chase: Ohhh...it's gusher!

Harvey: Lively is bleeding folks!

BDC pauses for a moment as if looking at a painting he has just created. Then as if noticing a certain mounting range needed a tree the man begins pounding away once more trying to spill as much of Lively's blood as possible. Chris BDC Defoe stands looking down at his masterpiece with a sickening grin plastered on his face. Lively laying there in a pool of blood as his lips splatter the red liquid into the air like an artist air brushing a t-shirt at the mall. Chris Defoe picks up his opponent once more, hooks in in a side cradle, walks the center the ring and slams him violently to the surface of the ring with a sidewalk slam. He hooks a leg very non chaulantly.


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KICKOUT BY MICHAEL LIVELY!!!

BDC stands dragging the JESUS with him. Like Pontias Pilot he plans on punishing the savior for the enjoyment of the on lookers. BDC places Lively's head between his legs, then hoists him up and around for a piledrive. The big man runs toward the turnbuckle a slams Lively's head off the top with the release of the powerbomb. Michael hits the top of the pad, and flips forward to the mat. BDC grabs the man up for some more punishment, wraps the chain around Lively's neck, and then tosses him over the top rope.

Chase: Holy Crap He just hung the JESUS!

Harvey: Look at Lively squirm, he's running out of air fast.

Lively then losses the fight as his eyes close. BDC lets loose the grip on the chain as Lively’s body falls to the floor. BDC steps over the top rope and then jumps out on the floor looking down at the man who begged for this match. With a shake of his head he then drills a stiff boot into the ribs of Lively who simply just grunts out in pain as the blow forces air from his body.

BDC asks for a few fans to stand. The legend reaches over the railing grabbing up their chairs. He sets them up unfolded seat to seat as if making a little table of sorts. He then turns back toward Lively and clutches the mans neck in a tight grip picking him up to his feet. He uses his power and lifts Lively into the air for a choke slam. The JESUS plants his feet on the chair backs, and drives an elbow into the side of BDC’s head. The man doesn't release the grip until Michael repeats this two more times. Lively balances on the two chairs as BDC lets loose of the hold. The White Lion then leaps toward his opponent with an axe handle smash but is caught with a shoulder and driven into the chairs back first with a spine buster. The fans ringside explode with the sound into a frenzy of excitement. They seem to hate both men, but love to see either get royal hurt.

Lively seems to be just that, as he rolls around writhing in pain. BDC seemed to injure himself a little by driving through the chairs as well. Defoe first to his feet shakes his thoughts clear, and swings toward Lively who’s ducks real fast. Michael counters with a knee to the mid section, and a elbow to the back of Chris's head. Lively then grabs the man by his waist band, and shoulder with force driving him into the ring post. Lively then grabs the man by his hair cinches him in a reverse DDT, and drops his head to the thin mat outside on the floor very hard. The sound is that of a pumpkin smashing on the pavement and gives the audience in the front row a sick look on their face. Lively takes a moment realizing he has one to gather not only his thoughts, but take in some much needed air to refuel his lungs. He has been on the defensive for a while and BDC brings some painful offense to the table. Lively using the momentum he's built and the adrenaline pumping through his veins to try and mount something one could call and offense of his own. Lively climbs onto the ring apron, and waits for the man to get up. Trying to speed up the process he tugs on the chain trying to stir the man. BDC begins to move, and gets up to one knee, he then realizes he is involved in a match and gets to his feet looking for Lively. Defoe turns right into a missile dropkick. The force of the move sends him backwards into the announce table. Lively gets up, runs along the guard railing, front flips trying to nail a Harlem hangover on BDC while laid out on a table. The big man moves as Lively crashes onto the announce table missing.

Chase: WHOA!!!

Harvey: That was close, he almost demolished our table.

Chase: Thank god they make them a little stronger these days.

Chase then shoves lively off the table so he can take his seat and announce. BDC walks over yanking Lively up by the hair. He hoists high above his head with a gorilla press. Lively squirms out and slides down the back of BDC. The JESUS whips a leg kick to the side of BDC's knee buckling it. He repeats the move dropping the big man to his knee. Lively then wraps the chain around BDC giving him a taste of his own medicine with a chain link choke out. The legends face turns red as his eye begin to water from the pressure around his throat. Lively looks like a man possessed as he holds that chain around his opponents neck. The JESUS then lets loose of his grip as BDC falls forward on the mat. Lively walks around picking the man up, places his head between his legs. With a solid grip around BDC's waist he hoists him upright for a standard pile driver, and drops the man on his dome piece. Lively quickly rolls the man up and the ref begins to count.


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TH-Kick out by BDC!!!


Chase: No way I can not believe it

Harvey: It's true, damn true!

Chase: You know that sounds so familiar for some reason.

BDC kicked out and Lively's face can not believe it. The mans eyes are popping out of his head in disbelief. He stands up, walks to the announce table and pounds down violently with frustration. Lively then looks at the time keeper and grabs the bell.

Chase: Look out he's going to ring his bell.

Harvey: Who BDC's or the time keeper?

Lively snatches up the ring bell and turns toward BDC who is getting to his feet. Michaels feet begin to sprint toward his opponent as the bell takes place ready to smash into the legend. BDC steps to the side nearly missing the attack, he grabs the chain yanking it real fast sending Lively violently to his back. The bell falls from the Jesus’ hands as he turns over getting to his feet rapidly. Just as he looks up a big boot crashes into his face. BDC quickly snatches up his downed opponent and rolls him into the ring. The man follows Lively in and drops an elbow on his chest to just to keep the punishment going. BDC stands, measures Lively, takes two steps back springs off the rope and drops a perfect leg drop. Defoe covers Lively and hooks a leg.

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Kick out by Lively.


Chase: Nearly over there.

Harvey: Yeah well this grudge match is definitely not over yet.

BDC stands not caring the match isn't over, he looks as if he can't wait to punish Lively some more. The self proclaimed savior of wrestling uses the ropes to get to his feet. BDC charges at Lively like a ragging bull. With lighting fast reflexes Lively plunges his super kick right in the face of BDC. The man catches it right on the chin and falls backward to the mat. Lively stumbles backward catching his balance on the ropes. The force from BDC charging was pretty intense.

Chase: BDC helped knock himself out on that one.

Harvey: This could be it if Lively can muster up the strength to go for the pin.

Michael Lively woozy from loosing so much blood, and being taken to the limits looks over at BDC. Instead of covering him for a pin the man turns toward the top rope looking at it. He grabs BDC's feet turning him sideways, and then begins to climbs up the turnbuckles to perch up high.

Chase: Why didn't he just cover him.

Harvey: Wasting time, and now what is he...the man is trying to put the nail in the coffin with the Prelude.

Chase: He missed it earlier, lets see if the second time is the charm.

Lively drags the thumb across his throat, closes his eyes, then leaps out inverting his body for a shooting star press. He brings himself all the way around to a leg drop, and catches nothing but mat. BDC rolled out of the way and sprung to his feet. Lively stunned from the impact gets to his feet and catches a boot to the mid section. BDC then places the mans head between his legs.

Chase: This could be it.

Harvey: If he nails this it could be over.

Lively is then hoisted high in the air for a powerbomb. The JESUS quickly locks his legs around the man securing a triangle choke and begins squeezing. BDC stumble backward with Lively still in the air. The White Lion quickly takes the slack in the chain and wraps it around his legs and the neck of BDC making the hold even tighter.

Chase: POWERBOMB HIM GOD DAMMIT...

Harvey: That will break the hold.

BDC then slams forward violently slamming Lively to the mat. Lively blacks out for a second from the force. Thanks to the chain wrapping his hold is still locked in and he cranks on it again. BDC falls to the side as Lively's triangle begins to put him to sleep. The mans body goes limp and the ref runs over to check the arm of BDC with the classic lift and drop technique.


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THREE

YOUR WINNER "THE WHITE LION" MICHAEL LIVELY

Chase: What a match

Harvey: Michael Lively just gained some respect from me with his performance in this one.

Lively’s music plays as Lively walks away celebrating and EMT’s check up on BDC.

The camera cuts to a promo video for the Axis of Awesome Vs The AKA Match

[President Jeff]

Muse's "Uprising" begins to play as the arena lights darken, and blue and orange spot lights flash alternately in beat with the drums throughout the arena. Blue laser lights shoot from the stage as orange strobe lights flicker. As the singing starts, Biggs and Chris Cyrus make their entrance, drawing loud boos from the crowd. The Beast comes out behind them.

Tony: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is a double ladder match, and it is for both the A.P.W. Overdrive, and the A.P.W. Xtreme championships. Making their way to the ring, weighing in at a combined weight of 457 pounds, Chris Cyrus and Biggs, The Axis of Awesome!

The duo obnoxiously make their way down the ramp, taunting the fans as they go along. The Beast follows them, menacingly glaring at the crowd. As the Axis reach the ring, Biggs and Cyrus hop upon to the apron in unison, and step in between the ropes! They then go to the center of the ring, and raise their hands up, pointing their fingers up to show that they are #1! As they do this, blue and orange fireworks shoot from the turnbuckles, and the Axis continues to insult the fans before turning their attention to the belts dangling from two separate cables.

Suddenly Trick Daddy’s “Let’s Go” begins as the fans leap to their feet. Slade and Shadow come out from backstage and do not wait to be announced. As Slade and Shadow walk down the ramp they look at Biggs and Cyrus inside the ring. Then Slade and Shadow break into a run and slide under the bottom rope. Biggs and Cyrus waist no time, they leap onto the A.K.A. and begin to attack them before they can get to their feet. Cyrus is on Shadow, while Biggs stomps Slade.

Double Title Ladder Match
Axis of Awesome © Vs The AKA

After a few seconds, Shadow pushes himself to his feet as Cyrus tries to jump on his back. No sooner than he does this Shadow stands up and drops back, landing right on Cyrus. The fans begin to scream loudly as Biggs turns and sees Shadow getting up once again. He rushes over and decks Shadow with a right hand, but the big guy is not phased. He gets up right as Biggs hits him again in the face, still nothing. A third punch comes flying and Shadow catches Biggs’ hand spins him around hooks the waist and delivers a sudden German Suplex launching the Overdrive champion across the ring. The fans are on their feet as Slade and Shadow stand up raising their arms high in the air. Cyrus and Biggs both roll out of the ring while the A.K.A. take their moment to enjoy the quick take over. As The Axis regroups, the A.K.A. slides out of either side of the ring and start making their way towards their opponents. Seeing no place to run, Biggs and Cyrus both charge at Slade. He ducks the first attack from Cyrus only to me taken off his feet by Biggs who goes low, knocking Craven’s feet out from under him. Shadow start to rush over but by the time he gets there the Axis has backed off and jumped around another corner of the ring.

Harvey: The Axis is nothing more than a group of cowards.

Chase: What are you talking about? They are slowly picking apart a single member of the team. They are being smart.

Slade gets back up once again looking a little pissed off. On the other side of the ring, Biggs and Cyrus converse for a moment. Again, Slade and Shadow walk around both sides of the ring, and once more, the Axis goes to double team Slade. This time however, Slade rolls into the ring quickly to get away from them.

Chase: Now whose the coward?!

Slade grabs the top rope and slingshots himself over the top just as quickly as he got back in the ring and before Biggs and Cyrus can regroup Slade comes crashing down on top of them. Craven rolls back up and grabs Biggs by his leg, pulling him away from his partner, stomping the leg every few steps. Cyrus is back up again, only to be mowed down by Shadow from behind. The A.K.A. then both lift Biggs back to his feet and whip him into the barricade, hard. Shadow then grabs his partner, stopping him from pursuing the Overdrive champion and motioning to Cyrus who is just starting to get up.

Harvey: That’s different, now Shadow is directing traffic.

Slade nods and the two fist bump real quick before they each take their respective opponent. Slade slowly walks over to Cyrus and throws his first right hand of the night.

Harvey: And here… we… go!

The punch connects as Slade begins to send out several shots beating Cyrus back into a corner. Slade then turns and lights Cyrus up with a loud chop to the chest. The crowd responds with a “Woo” as Slade chops him a second time. The same “Woo” is heard. Slade hit’s a third chop and Cyrus finally stumble out of the corner clutching his chest in pain. As he tries to get away Slade grabs him, spins him a round and nails Chris with a clothesline. Outside the ring Shadow has climbed over the barricade to get to Biggs who backs away in the crowd, holding his back like it is in immense pain. As Shadow makes his way through the crowd being held back by security he closes in on his prey. Shadow gets close as Biggs raises his knee into Shadow’s gut. A forearm to the back followed up with a raising knee to the chest causes Shadow to stumble back. Biggs kicks Shadow once in the gut, then once in the knee bringing him down. Security is struggling to hold the people back as Biggs puts a third kick right into Shadow’s face taking him to the ground. Biggs grabs a chair from the someone in the crowd and raises it above his head. But Shadow fights back with a kick to the gut. He goes to get up as Biggs drops the chair. The Overdrive champion takes a step back as Shadow lunges at him. Biggs moves to the side and spins behind Shadow delivering two quick shots to the kidneys and finally grabbing Shadow by his hair and pulling him back, snapping Shadow’s head against the ground. Then Biggs takes off for the ring. Back inside the ring Slade is delivering an arm drag to Cyrus and holding it in the middle of the ring. Craven synchs the hold, and puts his knee on the side of Chris’ face to hold him down. Then, with a grin on his face, Slade chops Chris Cyrus’ exposed chest once again. The sound echoes off the walls as Cyrus howls in pain. As Slade keeps the hold locked in he brings his arm up to pop the chest once again but is taken down by a driving knee from Biggs to the back of Slade’s head. Biggs drops to a knee and begins the hammering shots as Slade tries to protect his face.

Chase: See? What did I tell you Harvey? Biggs is the smart one. Look at him picking apart both members of the A.K.A

Harvey: Yeah what a great guy.

Both members of the Axis are now on Slade, dragging him back to his feet. As Craven tries to fight back Cyrus elbows him in the face. Then both men get one either side of Slade, lift him up and drop him onto their knees. Slade rolls forward clutching his stomach in pain as both men grab him by his legs and pull him back to the center of the ring then hit a double elbow drop to the back of Slade’s head and neck. Cyrus remains in the ring on Slade’s back locking in a camel clutch while Biggs exit’s the ring and grabs the first ladder of the match. Shadow is back on his feet and coming towards the ring as Biggs shoves the ladder under the bottom rope and right into Slade’s face. Cyrus releases Slade as Biggs starts to climb up onto the apron and Shadow grabs his leg. But Chris is ready, he slides under the bottom rope with a baseball slide between Biggs’ legs taking Shadow into the barricade. Then Biggs leaps and turns in midair into a splash taking Shadow back over the barricade into the crowd.

Chase; What team work! The Axis is showing the A.K.A. exactly why they are the most dominate faction in A.P.W!

At this point, Cyrus gets back up and grabs the ladder, setting it up in the corner while “The Main Man” is slowly trying to regain his focus. He holds his face near the ropes. Biggs has made his way back into the ring, showing a slight sign of fatigue from the suicidal move he just pulled off. Slade is trying to get up and Cyrus walks over and shoots Slade off and Biggs leap frogs over him. On the return Biggs drops and hooks Slade’s leg into a drop toe hold while Cyrus leaps to the second rope and springboards off into a leg drop across the back of Slade Craven. The fans are damn near rioting as the Axis celebrates their accomplishment inside the ring. Shadow is back over the wall and climbing the apron. Biggs sees this and comes charging in, but Shadow counters! Shadow pulls the rope down low bridging the Overdrive Champion! Shadow rolls under the bottom rope as Cyrus turns and sees his partner fall to the outside. He comes running only to be scooped up by the big man and hit with a high impact spine buster. The fans show their pleasure by screaming as Shadow gets back up and stomps the ring in frustration. He quickly grabs Cyrus and lifts the Xtreme champ and drives him back to the mat with a quick scoop slam. As Cyrus bounces off the mat he gets back to his feet and tries to back away from Shadow who hooks both hands around Chris’ neck and tosses him across the ring like a rag doll. Biggs gets back in the ring and tries to shoulder tackle Shadow, but he doesn’t move. Shadow just looks at the smaller man and smirks. So Biggs does it again. The fans cheer as Shadow does not budge. So Biggs goes for a third… leaping into the air… and Shadow grabs him and uses Biggs’ own momentum to hit an overhead belly to belly! Biggs pops back to his feet quickly and stumbles into Shadow who looks down at Biggs with a dark grin.

Harvey: This is what Shadow has been waiting for!

Shadow grabs Biggs by the top of his head and wraps a single hand around his throat.

Harvey: Shadow is going to choke slam the Overdrive champion back to hell!

As Shadow lifts Biggs up, the champ rakes Shadow’s eyes to break the move up. The fans stop in mid scream in disappointment. Cyrus is back up as well and both he and Biggs grab Shadow’s arms and go for a double Russian leg sweep! But Shadow doesn’t fall!. He stops both men in the middle of the move, grabs them both by the back of the head and drives them face first into a double stroke! Another roar of approval erupts from the fans as Shadow gets up and puts his foot against Cyrus and grabs the rope, shoving the Xtreme champion out of the ring. Then Shadow turns his attention back to Biggs who is up on all fours. Shadow walks over, puts a foot on Biggs back and steps over him, in the middle of the step Biggs’ arms and knees shoot out from beneath him driving him to the mat. Shadow is very pleased with himself as he reaches down and grabs his adversary by the head and pulls him back to his feet. Then Shadow, with a smile, shoots Biggs into the ladder in the corner. The fans explode as the sound of flesh connecting with steel fills the air. Biggs falls back and the ladder falls on top of him. Finally Slade is back to his feet. He sees what has been going on. He rushes to the top rope and leaps off into a splash onto the ladder on top of Biggs as another cheer fills the arena. Craven grabs his gut once again in pain as he pulls himself away from Biggs. Meanwhile the Overdrive champion is trying to crawl out of the ring. But Shadow ill have none of that. He snags Biggs by the ankle and drags him back to the center of the ring, lifts his leg high into the air and drives Biggs knee into the mat. The champ takes hold of his knee and rolls away. Then Shadow drops to the mat. Cyrus is back in the ring with a kendo stick. He has had enough of Shadow’s momentum.

Chase: And look at that! The Xtreme champion taking things to the next level!

Harvey: How can you say that?

Chase: The A.K.A. used the weapons first!

Harvey: But the Axis brought them into the ring!

Chris Cyrus doesn’t hesitate. He brings the kendo stick back down on Shadow again and again until the giant rolls out of the ring. Slade is back to his feet and he comes over to grab Cyrus but the Xtreme Champion takes the end of the stick and shoves it back into Slade’s already bruised gut, Craven crumples in pain.

Harvey: Slade may have some broken ribs!

Chase: He did go down pretty fast there.

Cyrus swings the kendo stick one more time as a crack is heard through the silenced arena. As Slade lays on the mat Cyrus tosses away the broken stick and grabs Slade and hooks both his legs, places his feet under Slade’s back and launches him into the turnbuckle face first. Craven hugs the corner in pain as we see the first traces of blood trickling from Slade’s mouth as Cyrus gets up and spins “The Main Man” around and shoves his foot in Slade’s throat. Craven tries to fight back but Cyrus just pushes his foot tighter into Slade’s neck. After a few second Cyrus lets go and Slade starts to stumble out of the corner, only to have Biggs grab both of Slade’s legs from the outside and rip them out from beneath him. Craven’s face hit’s the mat and we see the blood splatter. Biggs grabs both ankles and goes to rack him on the post… But Shadow comes in from the side with a high forearm takedown! The fans pop once more as Shadow, who is holding his own side now, grabs Biggs and pulls him off the mat. He goes to whip Biggs into the steel steps lining the ring, but Biggs counters this time! Another loud collision of steel and flesh is heard as Shadow’s body fuses to the metal. Satisfied for the moment., Biggs reaches under the apron to start pulling out weapons. He grabs a trash can and tosses it into the ring. Then he follows that up with a steel chair. Next Biggs produces a second ladder. He takes it and throws it at Shadow who is still laying against the steps. The top of the ladder smashes against Shadow’s chest as he lays there.

Chase: Look at Biggs go.

The current Overdrive champion walks to another side of the ring, the one facing the entryway and reaches under the ring to find a nice table. He starts to bring it out as the fans begin to cheer.

Harvey: They may hate Biggs, but they love weapons.

Chase: No they love Biggs and what he is going to do to the A.K.A. tonight.

As Biggs sets up the table on the outside Cyrus goes to lift Slade up. Craven starts to fight back with shots to the gut! But Cyrus drives his arm across Craven’s back, taking him back to the mat. He lifts Slade up once more and Slade starts to fight back again. Craven rushes back to hit the ropes as soon as he breaks Cyrus’ grip on him. Slade bounce off the ropes and comes back with a flying forearm, but Cyrus counters! He grabs Slade in mid air and carries him over the top rope towards the table! Slade grabs the top rope as he sails over the side! He holds the top rope with all his might as Biggs dives out of the way. Slade keeps his hold and misses hitting the table.

Harvey: Skin of the cat!

Slade starts to use all his strength to flip himself back in the ring, but Cyrus is ready for him. As Soon as Slade is upside down and about to reenter the ring he spears the inverted Slade Craven through the ropes. Slade loses his grip and sails out landing face and shoulder first against the wood. The table splinters as Slade’s crumpled body shatters it.

Chase: What a move! Craven is out!

“The Main Man” may be down. But Shadow is back in the ring with the second ladder in his hand. As Cyrus turns, Shadow slips the ladder over his head and onto his shoulder then swings it knocking Chris Cyrus in the face! The fans begin to cheer happily once again as Shadow spins it the other way and knocks Cyrus in the back of the head knocking him down. Biggs is back in the ring and he ducks the ladder, rolls and grabs the steel chair. He ducks a second shot and brings it up, to meet the ladder on the third try. Both members of the Axis work their way back up as Shadow clotheslines them back to the mat with the ladder still over his head. He pulls the ladder off and tosses it down. He crosses the ring and grabs Biggs and starts to pick him back up, but Cyrus makes the save with a chop block to the back of Shadow’s leg. Both men start to pick up Shadow once again, who powers out throwing both men off of him. Cyrus is flung against the ropes and when he comes back Shadow grabs him and drills him into the mat with a big sidewalk slam. Biggs though has seized the chair again and when Shadow stands Biggs brings it against Shadow’s back with a loud smack. Shadow falls to the mat in pain.

Chase: No matter what the A.K.A. tries to do, the Axis is continuously taking the next step.

Harvey: You may be right, everything the A.K.A. has tried has been out done.

Biggs smacks Shadow once again with the chair across the back. The Spaceman smirks proudly as he sets the chair on the mat and works Shadow back to his feet. Then with a sick smile, and while holding Shadow by the hair, he hooks Shadow for a reverse DDT and hit’s the First Contact DDT slamming Shadow into his knee. The fans are jeering loudly as Biggs leaves Shadow laying on the steel chair as he leaps up as high as he can and comes down with a straight leg drop to Shadow’s neck. Biggs bounces off Shadow and rolls back to his feet, grabs the chair and stands up. He brings the top of the chair down on Shadow’s ribs now and then pushes the edge of the chair on Shadow’s throat choking him with a sick smile. The Overdrive champion tosses the chair aside then drops to the mat and grabs Shadow’s arms crashing his knees into the back of Shadow’s head over and over again. There is just a slew of hate calls coming from the crowd as Shadow tries to wriggle free. But Biggs does not let go. He keeps bringing his knees into Shadow’s head over and over again, trying to knock the big guy out. After over ten knees, Biggs lets go of a limp Shadow and stands up and turns. The fans come alive! Slade Craven is in the ring, Biggs goes down!

Harvey: Cliq Kick! Slade hit the Cliq Kick.

Biggs drops like his lights are out as Craven drops to the mat in exhaustion. He is sore, bleeding and tired as hell. Chris Cyrus is coming back into the ring now as Craven lets out an exacerbated sigh. Cyrus charges across the ring for a spear as Slade is there on his knees, he has no where to go! Slade lays back on his legs as Cyrus sails over him and into the corner, shoulder first. Slade rolls onto his stomach and takes his time getting up.

Harvey: These men have been fighting forever. How can they have anything left?

Chase: This thing is far from over.

Slade pulls himself up by the ropes as Cyrus rolls around in the corner, sitting there trying to regain his strength. Slade rushes over, grabs the top rope and pushes himself into the air and then swings down into a dropkick to the chest of Christ Cyrus. Craven rolls out of the corner and charges in leaping as the fans begin to scream.

Harvey: Slade is bull riding!

Craven lands the bronco buster adding insult to injury for a moment before backing up and stumbling around the ring out of breath once again. He holds his head and spits blood from his mouth. The Slade goes and sets up one of the ladders in the middle of the ring.

Chase: No! He can’t go for it!

Cyrus is struggling back to his feet as Craven turns to greet him with a hard right hand. Slade hits another. Then on the third he spits into his hand and openly smacks Cyrus hard in the face.

Harvey: Slade is building a fire!

Chase: No!

Craven watches as Cyrus stumbles out of the corner and approaches him, he kicks Cyrus in the gut.

Harvey: Fly Fly!

Chase: Noooo!

But Cyrus grabs Slade and shoves him into the ladder in the middle of the move. Craven knocks the ladder over and holds his face in pain as Cyrus grabs Slade and hit’s a Russian leg sweep. Biggs is now back to his feet as Cyrus points to the ladder and then to the belts. Both men set up the ladder in the center of the ring as Biggs starts to climb it. Cyrus goes over and starts to pick up Slade who hooks his hands over Cyrus head and drops to his ass.

Harvey: What a jaw buster by Slade!

Chase: Biggs is almost there!

Biggs reaches the top of the ladder and extends his arms to grab the belts as Slade leaps to the middle of the second rope and springboards into an back elbow into the side of the ladder. Biggs misses grabbing the belts as the ladder comes down.

Chase: Watch out!

Biggs comes down on the top rope as the ladder comes down on top of him. He curls into a ball as he falls over the ropes to the apron then top the mat with a dull, lifeless thud. Slade holds his back and grits his teeth as he gets back up. Cyrus is back up as well. Slade walks over and Chris throws a hard right hand. Craven throws one back. These two men stand in the middle of the ring trading punches.

Harvey: The gloves are off. And now this is just a knock down drag out fight.

Chris Cyrus gets the upper hand delivering two shots. He grabs Slade and goes to shoot him off. But Slade couther the whip and on the return ducks, delivering a big back body drop onto Cyrus. In Mid air Cyrus twists and comes down on his back, right onto the trashcan. The fans are going nuts, screaming loudly as Slade struggles to catch his breath. Cyrus finds the ability to roll off the trash can to the outside as Shadow starts to show signs of life. Both members of the Axis lay on the outside of the ring side by side as Slade grabs the ladder. He sets it down on the ropes and leans it over, waiting for a second as he lets out a painful breath. Cyrus reaches up to use the ladder to pull himself up and Slade brings the ladder up hard into Cyrus’ face. The fans are screaming at the top of their lungs as a blood Chris Cyrus falls back against the barricade in pain. Biggs crawls over to him and they both work to get back up as Slade looks at them, judging the distance. To save themselves, the Axis crawl over the barricade to catch their breath, while blood drips from Cyrus’ nose.

Harvey: Those cowards!

Chase: Those geniuses! Slade cant reach them now.

Craven looks at them, then to the ladder then to Shadow. Slade holds the ladder tight as Shadow pulls himself up the turnbuckle to point at Biggs. They yell back between each other for a second then Slade shoves the ladder forward and leaps up pulling his knees to his chest standing on the bottom rung Shadow leaps off the top rope to the outside catching the top of the ladder.

Harvey: No….

Chase…F---Beep!-

Harvey: Way!

Slade is shot through the air by his own partner, the force of Shadow’s weight against the fulcrum sends Slade over the ringside area to the crowd where Craven comes down on a stunner and shocked Axis of Awesome. The fans are about to riot. All three men lie motionless outside while Shadow clutches himself in royal pain. He is the only one moving though. The ladder has fallen outside the ring. While they lay there the camera shows an instant replay of what happened. The fans are still going nuts chanting Slade’s name as Shadow grabs the apron tog et up. He takes the ladder and pushes it into the ring. Then with the last little bit of strength it looks like he has Shadow gets inside. He starts to set up the ladder while the three bodies lay in a pile of wreckage. Shadow starts to climb the ladder. The fans are on their feet still!

Harvey: Shadow is going to do it!

Chase: No! This can’t be happening!

Shadow is halfway up the ladder. He keeps climbing, the only movement outside the ring is Slade pulling himself over the barricade. Shadow is at the top! He starts to reach up! Then Shadow looks down.

Harvey: No! This can’t be!

Chase: The Beast! It’s The Beast!

He grabs Shadow by the legs and roughly power bombs Shadow off the top of the ladder.

Harvey: Where did he come from?

Chase; Does it matter?

The camera cuts to another instant replay showing the Beast rushing down the ramp as Shadow reached the halfway point on the ladder. Slade is pulling himself back into the ring, unaware that the Beast is there. Shadow lays on the mat, his eyes closed, looking like he has blacked out. Slade sees this and grabs Biggs’ steel chair. He goes to swing it! The Beast grabs Slade by the throat.

Harvey: This can’t be happening!

Chase: I got news for you, it is happening!

Slade, in an act of desperation kicks The Beast right between the legs, hard. This causes the monster to let go of Slade, and Craven brings the chair up and back down on the head of The Beast. The monster doesn’t goes down, he just drops to one knee. Slade hits him again, denting the chair on the Beast’s stone head. Finally he falls forward in a slump. Craven leans against the ropes to catch his breath for a second. Then he sees Biggs starting to get back in the ring. Slade rushes over with the chair, but Biggs dodges. Craven swings the chair hitting nothing but air and is spun around and caught with a jumping calf kick to the face by Biggs. Cyrus is back in as well. He grabs Slade and hooks him!

Chase: Here we go! Here Slade goes… Straight to Hell!

Chris Cyrus rolls off Slade as “The Main Man” lays across the chair. Biggs climbs the ropes as fast as he can. The fans can’t believe what has happened. Biggs leaps…

Chase: The UFO Frog Splash! What height!

Biggs’ body comes down on top of Slade and the steel chair. The A.K.A. is out! Shadow is laying on the mat, Slade looks like a ton of bricks just came crashing down on him, Cyrus and Biggs are struggling to stay standing.

Harvey: These men. They are going to kill each other!

Chase: No, the Axis is going to kill the A.K.A!

Slade is not moving. Biggs smiles and you can see blood in his teeth as well. He and Cyrus both check on the Beast who is not moving. After a second they leave him there and Cyrus walks over to the other corner to grab the second ladder. They start to set both up in the ring as Shadow starts to move. Both Biggs and Cyrus cannot let this happen. They begin to both stomp Shadow Biggs starts to climb the ladder set up in the middle of the ring Chris Cyrus starts to climb the other one. Shadow struggles to get back up as Slade begins to move. Shadow grabs the ladder to pull himself up right as Biggs gets closer to the top. The belts dangle above everyone as Slade struggles to even get to a ladder. Shadow is half way up the ladder as Biggs reaches for the belt. Cyrus sees Shadow coming as well and he reaches up. The belts both hanging from their separate strands. Shadow swings his fist, catching Biggs in the gut. Cyrus lets go of his belt to attack Shadow. Both Biggs and Cyrus now swinging at Shadow trying to knock him off the ladder. Shadow tries to fight back, but both men keep hammering away at him.

Harvey: They are fighting to the death at the top of those ladders!

Chase: Tell us something we don’t know!

Slade is trying to get up a ladder, trying to get there to help Shadow. Biggs grabs Shadow by the hair and slams him face first onto the top of the ladder. Shadow slips down the ladder but doesn’t fall. Slade reaches a point to fight now. He spits right in Cyrus’ face and punches Biggs in the side of the head. Shadow climbs back up top, now all four men stand on their ladders fighting back and forth. Trading blows, one after the other. Finally Shadow clocks Biggs hard but Biggs grabs the Overdrive title! Shadow reaches up! He grabs it to. The Overdrive title snaps free, as Slade and Cyrus both wrestle for the Xtreme title which remains attached. Slade leaps up while holding the belt and kicks Cyrus in the face, but the way he does so knocks the ladder out from under them. Both men sit their hanging onto the belt, kneeing each other in the ribs as Shadow and Biggs each try to wrestle the belt out of the others hands.

Chase: Come on!

Harvey: This is it!

Biggs tries to grab Shadow’s hair once again and smash Shadow’s face, but Shadow locks his hand around Biggs’ throat!. Biggs starts to scream, the crowd goes nuts!

Chase: NO!

Harvey: Oh my god!

Shadow choke slams Biggs off the top of the ladder, tossing him into Slade and Cyrus. The collision causes the Xtreme title to snap free and all three men come crashing down, each one just missing the ladder laying on the mat. Slade hit’s the mat back first while Cyrus bounces off the ropes back into the ring and Biggs lands on his chest. The bell sounds as Shadow sits at the top of the ladder.

Ding Ding!

Chase: But who won?

Harvey: I don’t know!

Shadow sits at the top of the ladder holding the Overdrive title in his hand, while Cyrus clutches his Xtreme title close to his chest. Slade lays on the mat, trying to move while Biggs rolls around in pain.

Harvey: Cyrus and Shadow?

Chase: How does this work?

Shadow climbs down, fighting the desire to collapse, he helps Slade to his feet. Biggs and Cyrus are struggling to get up once again. Suddenly Biggs starts screaming. No one can make out what he is saying. All four men start to argue.

Harvey: They look like they are about to fight again!

Suddenly an official from backstage starts down the ramp. The referee slides into the ring and stands between the four men, all of which looking to tear the other team apart. The official starts to speak trying to calm them down. Suddenly Biggs and Cyrus look very upset, Biggs more than Cyrus, he is livid. The ref walks over to the edge of the ring and talks to the ring announcer who raises a mic to their lips.

Tony: Ladies and Gentlemen, the referee has just informed me that since two separate men grabbed the titles those men now hold their titles. So your winners, still the Xtreme Champion…. Chris Cyrus and the new…

Suddenly inside the ring Biggs smacks Shadow upside the head with the Xtreme Title. Slade turns and Cyrus spears him in the stomach. Biggs covers Shadow and demands the referee to count. The ref drops to the mat after much reluctance and makes the count….

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The referee’s hand comes down a third time as Biggs grabs his Overdrive title from Shadow’s lifeless hand. Cyrus walks over and picks up the Xtreme championship and the duck out of the ring quickly. Biggs rushes to the commentator’s table amidst the confusion and snatches a microphone. His words are spaced with exhausted gasps

Biggs: Shadow! You thought you won? You thought you beat me? I made a specific clause in my contract when I won the Overdrive title. I could claim my rematch, anywhere, any time! Guess what? I am Still the Overdrive Champion!

Biggs laughs and nearly collapses from exhaustion as he and Cyrus start towards the ramp. The Beast has finally found his sense and he joins them as the camera focuses on the Axis. They have toppled the double ladder match, and now make their way up the ramp. The fans are irate. They boo and push at the security to attack the Axis who, with bloody smiles make their way backstage leaving the A.K.A. in the center of the ring.

Winner and Still Overdrive and Xtreme Champion: The Axis of Awesome

Harvey: I can’t believe what he just saw.

Chase: This isn’t right. Shadow just got screwed out of the Overdrive title

Harvey: But on the bright side, what a match

Chase: Indeed. Lets see how our next match came about

A video package for Hades Vs Nunez begins to play

[President Jeff]

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


Tony: "The following contest is a CASKET MATCH, first making his way to the ring from Los Angeles, California...weighing in at two-hundred, sixty pounds...VICTOR...HADES!!"




The sold out crowd erupts in boo's shouting over the theme music, as Hades stands in the center of the ring. He begins throwing clenched fists pounding against his forehead in a violent manner. Screaming words to himself before snapping his head back as his dreadlocks fly from his face, within that moment all four turnbuckle posts are lit up by the explosive pyrotechnics as they erupt. Holding his arms held high with clenched fists, while he then lowers his arms and calmly exhales turning to the stage awaiting his biggest rival...Jesse Nunez.

Crowd: "Jesse's gonna kill you! Jesse's gonna kill you!"

The fans begin to chant throughout the arena, as Hades slowly turns to the crowd with his hands raised gesturing them out.


Crowd: "Jesse's gonna kill you! Jesse's gonna kill you!"


Victor Hades-"No he's not! No he's not!"

Hades shouts back into the crowd with a sadistic grin, as he stands mounted on the turnbuckle.


Harvey: "Hades appearing to be disagreeing with the sold out crowd here in the Tokyo Dome tonight."


Chase: "He obviously doesn't seem to care what they think."


Harvey: "That much is obvious."




"Basic Thugonomics Remix" begins to play on the PA. The fans jump out of their seats cheering.

So, you think you're untouchable?

[John Cena: Chorus (Scratched) x2]
Word life--this is Basic Thugonomics
Word life--I'm untouchable but I'm forcin' you to feel me

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 is standing there looking down at his feet with his forearms crossed in front of him. He stands perfectly still for a few moments as then Jesse slowly lifts his head up and glares to the ring as he then puts his arms in the air doing the “Word Life” hands as the fans cheer.

Tony: "His opponent, hailing from from Phoenix, Arizona weighing in at two-hundred-fourty pounds...JESSE...NUNEZ!!"

The camera zooms out from the rafters to show the whole arena on their feet. The camera then zooms back in front of Jesse who very slowly moves towards the ring with eyes set "locked" on Victor Hades like a target. Jesse is wearing his black "The Prodigy Never Dies" T-Shirt with a chain with his wedding ring around his neck. He also has on a black hat on his head. The hat reads "The Prodigy" on the front and his name on the back, the hat is tilted slightly to the right of his head so that is barely covering over his right eye but he could still see and you could still see his eye barely. Every time the song starts to scratch, Jesse does the "You Can’t See Me" wave with his right arm which has the black basketball shooting sleeve on it.

Chase: "The Tokyo fans clearly one-hundred percent behind Nunez here tonight, Harvey!"

Harvey: "That's because they know Jesse Nunez is a desperate man tonight, he's going to go to any lengths to get his wife back safely, and put Hades out of business."

Jesse Nunez:
Whether fightin’ or spittin’ my discipline is unforgivin’
Had you down for the count, another time re-livin’
I am the face of wrestlin‘, know the name
There ain’t no time for restin’, got to play the game
Enter my state of mind to see where my life be
Now take the hate in my life and times it by three
Take the hint kid, I ain’t gonna back down
You hear my theme playin’ its time for Smackdown
I’m takin’ the E.W.C by force
You face me I’ll show you no remorse
Call me Brawl’s franchise player there’s no stoppin’ me
Thug KoneXion, Force, there ain’t no toppin’ me
Cold blooded killer in the heat of the night
“You Can’t See Me” kid I’m out of yo’ sight
The Champ is back yo’ whole label is whack,
Matter of fact, take yo’ ---- and take yo’ ass to the back

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

[John Cena: Chorus (Scratched) x2]
Word life--this is Basic Thugonomics
Word life--I'm untouchable but I'm forcin' you to feel me

Jesse looks around the stadium and sees everybody cheering him around the arena. Jesse then runs and slides into the ring. He slides into the ring. Remaining perfectly still with his eyes not moving away from Hades while carefully removing his hat and throwing it over his shoulder. 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, as he does gold sparks fall from the rafters around the ring. Jesse jumps down as the sparks continue to fall; he does the same on the opposite turnbuckle, the sparks end. Jesse hops from the turnbuckle and slowly turns back around still showing no cheap talk, no catchphrases, no smiles, just attitude. Glaring a hole through Hades as he stops a few feet from Hades.

[John Cena: Chorus (Scratched) x2]
Word life--this is Basic Thugonomics
Word life--I'm untouchable but I'm forcin' you to feel me

The fans continue to cheer louder and louder, pounding on the guardrails and stomping their feet. Meanwhile in the center of the ring Hades and Nunez inch closer to one another coming toe to toe, staring a hole through one another.


Meanwhile, the camera cuts to footage of a large black casket in the distance just near the bottom of the rampway. Before cutting back to Nunez and Hades face to face in the ring...

Chase: "MY GOD do you feel that tension and electricity bouncing off these two superstars right here Harvey? Harvey?"

Harvey: "I can barely hear you Johnny, these people are in such a frenzy tonight waiting to see these two tear each other apart. I can barely hear myself think!"

Casket Match
Victor Hades Vs Jesse Nunez

Ding! Ding!

Neither man seems to flinch or so much as move a muscle staring one another down, meanwhile the sold-out Tokyo crowd continues to cheer. Finally it appears both men are exchanging words with one another until Hades puts his hand in Nunez's face and shoves him back. Nunez catches himself and stops almost dead in his tracks staring down at the canvas, pausing for a brief moment before snapping back as he tackles Hades to the mat.

Chase: "Here we go-Hades versus Nunez! Pride on the line! Bragging rights! Not to mention Jesse's pregnant wife Victoria!"

Harvey: "Why are you yelling?"

Jesse in a blinded rage unloads a flurry of punches into Hade's temple and forehead, trying to capitalize as he lands a load of hard shots. Finally Hades manages to find a counter attack and rolls Nunez over, wrapping his tattooed hands around the throat of Nunez beginning to almost strangle the life out of him. Nunez kicking around somewhat while gasping for air reverses, and instantly flips Hades back on his spine. Throwing a few hard forearm shots that echo in the distance, Nunez snaps to his feet and screams uncontrollably. The fans cheer in response as Nunez screams and motions for Hades to get up, who staggers quickly to his feet only to be met by a few hard clotheslines. Stumbling back on his feet after a second clothesline, Hades turns around as Nunez lunges into Hades with a powerful shoulder-block!

Harvey: "Nunez on fire here tonight, we haven't seen him like this since Shockwave!"

Chase: "Tonight Jesse most certainly has to be-Victor Hades may be cold and sadistic, but he can also be quite the strategist and powerful enemy aside the mind-games he can play."

Harvey: "That's right, Jesse must be on top of his game tonight if he wants to walk out with his wife and not inside that Casket."

Bouncing off the canvas Hades somewhat shakes his head trying to rid the cobwebs, as Nunez attempts to stay on the offense right off the bat. Hades scrambling to his feet gets up as a livid Nunez locks Hades in tight around the waist, before arching back flipping Hades over-head with a belly to belly suplex. The fans cheering on as Hades smacks off the canvas and applies a hand to his spine. Screaming in pain as he quickly rolls under the bottom rope and crawls about along the outside mats. Nunez quickly following behind comes up behind Hades, grabbing a hairful as Hades turns and snaps a quick sidekick to the mid-section.

Chase: "Hades beginning to show some more resistance, things are just heating up here."

Nunez clutching his stomach nearly doubles over as Hades grabs Jesse by the waist-line of his shorts and shoudlers. Rushing forward using Nunez like a battering ram before shoving him head-first into the ringpost!

CRACK!

Nunez spins like a top off the impact of snapping his shoulder against the barricade, as Hades nearly runs into the impact from the shear force. Staggering about with an evil grin Hades stomps a few shots into the back of Jesse's skull, before lifting him up onto his feet rather violently. Screaming violently as he grips Nunez by the throat with one hand and extending the other, Hades suddenly connects with a throat spike!

Harvey: "My god that made it hard for me to swallow."

Chase: "I was just going to say that made my throat hurt, but...okay..."

Nunez grimaces in pain while applying his hands around his throat aching and wincing as he leans back-against the barricade. Hades simply paces back and fourth carefully as the fans all around boo, beginning to suddenly outburst into chanting once more...

Crowd: "HADES SUCKS! HADES SUCKS! HADES SUCKS!"

Grinning from ear to ear Hades simply turns to the sold-out crowd raising his tattooed arms in the air, while spinning around carefully flipping the bird to the fans with both hands. Suddenly bursting out of the corner of the camera's view Nunez appears, spearing Hades into and over the barricade as fans erupt once more.

Hades-"Ohh shit!!"

Hades groans loudly before back-flipping over the barricade and crashing onto the outside pavement, as both he and Nunez lay motionless. Within a matter of moments as referees rush in to check both men, Nunez is the first to his feet pulling Hades to his feet. Tugging him by the jet black dreadlocks of his hair before smacking Hades face repeatedly into a row of seats. Connecting into each seated chair until reaching the barricade near the ramp. Tossing Hades back over onto the ramp way, as the crowd begins to get behind Nunez once again. Holding up the "Thug Life" sign with both hands Nunez grabs a few steel chairs, tossing them over the guard rail onto the ramp way.

Harvey: "Looks like this match just got a little more hardcore, wouldn't you say?"

Chase: "God knows what these two are going to be willing to do to each other before this is over."

Crawling up the ramp way on both hands and knees, Hades attempts to create distance between himself and Nunez to catch his breath. Quickly on the chase Nunez hurdles the barricade and snatches up a folded up steel chair, seconds before stopping Hades with a hard shot. The fans simply cheer Nunez on as the echoing shot booms throughout the building, while Hades arches his back scurrying back down the ramp on his knees.

Jesse Nunez: "That was for my family!"

Jesse snaps the chair off Hades back again.

Jesse Nunez: "My wife!!"

Jesse slowly raises the chair once more, glaring down at Hades with a burning fire in his eye as the fans continue to cheer.

Harvey: "Nunez about to capitalize on Hades here!"

Jesse Nunez: "And this one's for me..."


Nunez raises the chair once more...







...PELEE KICK!!

Hades holding his spine kicks up off his knees and spins around through the air, smashing his boot into the chair! The chair smacking off Jesse's face sends Jesse back-stepping and back over the barricade, meanwhile Hades rolls down the ramp from impact.

Chase: "What a KICK! Jesse probably didn't see that one coming."

Harvey: "I don't think anyone did Johnny, that's what you call major whiplash!"


Nunez crawling slowly through the crowd along the other side of the barricade gets up, seconds before Hades appears darting forward and flips over the barricade clearing it.


Chase: "Front-flip senton over the barricade!!"

Harvey: "Nice athleticism there."


Nunez barely catches Hades who lands dead on top of him coming down, as both men crash to the pavement floor. Short minutes pass before either man is to his feet again, using the chairs nearby for some support as they rise up. Hades the first to his feet steps in with a few hard kicks to the chest, quickly stepping in as he locks his arms around Nunez's neck. Spinning quickly just seconds before leaping into the air, as Hades spins Nunez before dropping him head-first to the pavement with a spinning neckbreaker. While Nunez lays out along the pavement appearing to fight the pain, Hades scrambles ontop of Nunez and hooks the leg unaware no pinfalls can be made...

Chase: "Uh...Hades..."

Harvey: "He's gotta get Nunez in the casket, no pinfalls in this match my friend!"

Frustrated Hades smacks the palm of his sweaty right hand to the ground, and sits up running his fingertips through his damp hair. Glaring down at Nunez furiously as he grits his teeth in anger, Hades unloads a few shots before pulling Jesse to his feet. Dragging Nunez by the neck through the crowd and into the upper level, Hades takes a few big steps before hip-tossing Nunez onto a row of seats in the crowd.

Crowd: "HADES SUCKS! HADES SUCKS! HADES SUCKS!"

Hearing Nunez's screams from the impact fade out from the over-whelming chants of the crowd, Hades slowly turns and raises his arms flipping a double-bird to the crowd.


Chase: "Hades truly showing his love for the crowd here tonight."

Harvey: "Or lack there of...ha!"


Moving around a flight of steps into an open area of equipment, Hades begins unfolding a set of tables leaning along the outside wall. Placing a few side by side before stacking more tables atop the ones already in place, as the fans rise to their feet looking on.


Harvey: "Hades setting these tables up with cruel intentions here!"

Nunez finally to his feet while clutching his back with his left hand closes in, as Hades catches glimpse of his approach turns and answers with a quick elbow to the jaw. Pulling Nunez up the flight of stairs Hades makes his way to the upper level, while Nunez shows some resistance with a few hard rights. Finally, Hades manages to rack Jesse's face and locks in a tight headlock. Stepping out onto the edge of the upper bowl area, Hades peers over the railing to the stack of four tables below. Grinning with a sadistic appearance as he turns back to Nunez, lifting his head to look him in the eye.

Victor Hades-"Now you're going to fucking die JESSE!"

Hades screams in Nunez's face as he takes a small step back, overlooking the sea of fans in the distance with a smirk. Suddenly Nunez begins to fire back coming to life with hard elbow shots to the sternum, as the crowd gets behind Nunez screaming obscenities together.

Chase: "Nunez isn't giving up yet!"

Harvey: "Well clearly he doesn't want to die!"

To the shock of the crowd and everyone witnessing nearby, Nunez quickly scoops Hades onto his shoulders with a loud groan. Leaning against the railing as he looks out into the crowd, before tilting sideways at an angle and tosses Hades up and over.....





RESURRECTION FROM THE BALCONY!!


Harvey: "OH MY GODD...!!"
Chase: "OH MY GODD...!!"


Hades body plummets twenty feet from the balcony and comes crashing down below through the stacked tables. Nunez immediately collapsing to his knees from the exhaustion, as the crowd bursts into a frenzy shaking the very arena from the overwhelming sound.

Crowd: "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"


Multiple EMTs and referee officials rush to the scene to check on Hades as hand signals are made, the camera crew scurrying into the mass confusion as Hades appears to be conscious. Laying in the aftermath of shattered tables and debris, clutching his ribcage in the fetal position in a world of pain.


Chase: "Get your ass up Jesse! End it now, make yourself famous kid!"


Harvey: "That's right folks, Nunez has got only one thing left to do and that's put Hades inside the Casket!"

Moments later while the view remains on EMTs and officials tending to Hades below, Nunez appears staggering into the crowded mass pushing his way through. A somewhat conscious Hades attempts to sit up but the pain settles in, giving Nunez the advantage who begins to stomp away on Hades. Hunching over and grabbing a handful of hair Nunez lifts Hades, dragging him back through the crowd of fans who can only watch in awe.


Harvey: "Looks like this fight is going back to ringside folks."

Chase: "That's right if you see these two coming your way-LOOK OUT."

Tossing Hades over the barricade Nunez follows closely behind, looking on as Hades crawls along the black mats in pain. Shaking his head as if showing he isn't letting Hades get away, Nunez grabs Hades' hair once again and pulls him up. Taking a giant step and a head start while tugging Hades, Jesse whips Hades across the mats with force. Hades having nowhere else to go is whipped forward directly into the ring post. Bouncing head first off the ring post and twirling through the air, Hades flips and falls flat along the black mats after a thunderous impact. Jesse appearing to have a more serious and angered look along his face, rushes over and continues the assault. Picking a now bloodied Victor Hades off the mats and approaches the Casket.



Chase: "And we've made it to the Casket!"

Harvey: "Minutes of brawling and tearing each other apart, this is the moment we've been waiting for ladies and gentlemen!"

Nunez gesturing impatiently to the referee officials standing by moves in, dragging Hades closer to the Casket with some difficulty. While the lid slowly opens Nunez connects with a few forearms and attempts to lift Hades, who only fights back with vicious elbows to Jesse's neck and shoulders. Nunez dropping Hades back down fights back as well, before scooping Hades up as he lid shuts. Slamming Hades down on top of the casket with a well-executed move, as Hades shouts bloody murder from the impact!


Chase: "That's gotta sting."

Mounting on top of the Casket, Nunez stands towering over Hades who lays flat on his stomach now. Looking around to the crowd who begin to cheer in anticipation, Nunez drops down and violently locks Hades in place...EXECUTING THE PHX!!

Victor Hades-"NOO!!!"

Harvey: "PHX on top the Casket! Nunez is trying to squeeze the life out of Hades!"

Chase: "This is actually a execellent strategy on Jesse Nunez's part here Harvey, he's wearing down Hades further by squeezing the air out of his lungs. Just enough to get Hades worn out, so he can get him inside that Casket and win it."


Jesse Nunez: "TAAP! TAP OUT YOU SONAVA BITCH!"

Hades with a crimson mask that continues to drip down his face and along Nunez's hands, screams in agony and begins to tap-out along the Casket. Knowing he cannot make Hades submit in this match yet wishes to inflict more pain, Nunez arches back and continues to pull Hades' neck.


Harvey: "This isn't looking good for Hades, Johnny."

Chase: "He better think of something quick or we're going to see this one end quickly here."

Beginning to wriggle himself in Jesse's grasp as he thrashes around, Hades reaches out and slides a finger of Nunez's into his bloodied face, biting down hard as Nunez begins to scream as well.

Harvey: "He's biting him-he's biting him!"

Nunez releasing his grip rolls over on his back and quickly begins to hold a bloodied finger in pain, as Hades fighting for air holds his neck meanwhile. Both men laying along the casket appear to be worn down at this point, as Hades slowly turns to Nunez as they climb to their feet. Grasping Nunez by the face as he gets his arms around Jesse's neck and shoulders, Hades snaps and begins to violently headbutt Nunez over and over.


Chase: "My god look at the lengths Hades is going to tonight, he simply doesn't have any concern for his own well-being. He wants to beat Nunez to a pulp even if it means hurting himself!"

Harvey: "That's just how sadistic Hades is Johnny, but you gotta give Nunez credit for showing heart tonight. Not many have been able to go this long against a man as violent as Hades."

Now bloodied and bruised along his face Nunez appears dazed, staggering off the casket and falling back-first into the apron. Resting his arms along the apron as the grogginess settles in, a bloodied Nunez appears to be nearly finished. Meanwhile Hades wobbles from the casket and hops down onto the mats below. Growing a wide grin from ear to ear as he looks to Nunez beside the apron, and the casket back and fourth carefully. Slowly stepping around the opposite end of the casket, Hades begins to wheel the casket away from ringside.


Chase: "What the hell is Hades doing?"

Harvey: "You're supposed to put him in it Hades!"

Hades continues to wheel the Casket away slowly, finally reaching a few feet onto the ramp as he stops. The crowd looking on puzzled continue to watch in horror, as Hades slowly turns his bloodied face back to Nunez. Shoving the casket forward as he charges quickly-using the Casket as a battering ram before smashing into Nunez against the apron!!

THUD!!

Nunez wincing and crumbling in pain falls instantly to the mats like a rag doll, as Hades releases the Casket with a smirk.


Chase: "My god that may have broken Nunez in two!"

Harvey: "Victor Hades is one cold-blooded human being."

Slowly approaching Nunez laying broken and bloodied along the mats, Hades drags Nunez to his feet and rolls Jesse on top of the casket.

Harvey: "What is Hades doing, Nunez can barely stand-he should just finish this brutal and violent massacre now!"

Hades grabbing what hair Nunez has lifts his head so Nunez is looking face to face is Hades as both men appear to be drenched in blood.

Victor Hades-"Now what do you say you and I go for a little ride Jesse, HUH?!"

Hades screams in Nunez's face before carefully wheeling Nunez away on top of the casket minutes later. Shoving the Casket alongside the side of the ramp way and towards the stage set area. Pushing the casket all the way up against the edge of the stage Hades climbs over the casket, stepping out onto the stage carefully looking down on Jesse.

Hades appears to be mouthing words to Nunez...


Victor Hades-"I've got a surprise for you Jesse..."

Hades appears to be saying to Nunez as he turns and walks back through the black curtains, while Jesse crawls from the casket and onto the stage area. Meanwhile officials carefully open the lid to the casket, as fans rise out of their seats in shock to the sight of Victor Hades...


...dragging out a bruised and sleep-deprived pregnant Victoria in tears, who appears to be kicking and screaming as Hades glares at Nunez.

Victoria: "Jesse!! Jesse help! Jesse!!"


Harvey: "No, no...not this...for god sake's Hades-THAT'S HIS WIFE!"

Chase: "This has gone too far. I don't know how much more of this I can watch."

Dragging Victoria by the arm out in front of Jesse who reaches out for his wife, appearing to be somewhat stunned as well as choked-up crawling towards Hades. Holding a microphone in hand as he holds Victoria dangerously close to the edge of the stage, Hades raises the microphone to his bloodied face.

Victor Hades-"You want this to end Jesse; you want this fucking nightmare to be over? Give up Jesse, let it all go and quit just throw in the towel. Forget the merchandise, forget the franchises, and forget every little fucking thing your thick-skull knows!"

Hades screams to a bruised, battered, and bloodied Nunez on his knees a few feet away, begging for Hades to not harm his pregnant wife. Tears beginning to well up in his eyes as he extends his arm reaching out for Victoria, who continues to sob and scream in fear.

Victor Hades-"Do it Jesse, you wouldn’t want anything to fucking happen to your precious wife and unborn child now would you?!"

A frustrated and emotionally torn Nunez begins to scream and tug his hair, shaking his head refusing to allow anything to happen to his wife and unborn baby. Begging Hades to simply let Victoria go and take him instead...

Chase: "This is just sick...Victor Hades is a sick human being..."

Harvey: "That's twenty feet below from the edge of that stage, I can't believe he's holding a pregnant woman that close to the edge..."

Victor Hades-"I mean it, I’m not fucking joking Jesse-she’ll suffer! They’ll both SUFFER!"

Hades leans Victoria off the edge of the stage holding her by the rope keeping her wrists tied together, as Jesse screams and cries out for Hades to stop. Beginning to accept what he may have to do to save his wife and soon to be newborn child.

Victor Hades-"Do it now! Quit! End your career or it’ll be their blood on YOUR hands!"

Jesse stands in tears and begins to nod appearing to agreeing with Hades demands, and begs Hades to leave the wife and unborn child out of it.

Jesse Nunez: "Please...please just let her go...I'll do it...I swear."

Victor pauses for a moment glaring through his blood-thirsty eyes at Nunez, who stands pleading with Hades to release his pregnant wife.

Victor Hades-"As you wish, Jesse..."

Hades releases his grip from a terrified and sobbing Victoria, slowly stepping beside her.

Harvey: "Thank god...Hades does have some sympathy after all."

Victor Hades slowly lowers his bloodied face and puts one hand over the other at his waist, as Jesse breathes a sigh of relief and begins to walk towards Victoria.

Victor raises the microphone.

Victor Hades-"On second thought.....fu[bleep] that."

Hades shoves Victoria backwards, causing her to tip and begin to fall from the stage...!!

Jesse Nunez: "NOOOOO!!!!!!!!!"

Jesse bursting into tears that drip down his bloodied face screams in horror, lunging forward attempting to catch his wife-but fails.

[ BOOM!! ]

Crashing into stage equipment and stage-lighting supplies below, Victoria vanishes into a cloud of smoke and sparks that immediately burst into the air.


Harvey: "HOLY FU[bleep]!!!"

Chase: "OH MY GOD!!! NOO!!! SOMEONE GET HELP OUT HERE!"

Debris falls everywhere as fans scream and erupt in horror. Gasping all around as Jesse stops along the edge of the stage with both arms out at either side. Hades quickly stepping behind Nunez, kneeling down before low-blowing Jesse who hunches over in agony. Spinning Jesse around Hades quickly hoists Nunez onto his shoulders. Stepping up onto a large stage prop piece of equipment adding an extra five feet below, as fans remain shocked looking on...Hades leaps off...


CLOSED CASKET FROM THE STAGE DOWN INTO THE CASKET!!

Crowd: "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"

One side of the arena begins to chant.

Crowd: "PLEASE DON'T DIE! PLEASE DON'T DIE!"

The other side of the arena chants back.

Hades driving Nunez head-first into the Casket with a thunderous BANG as the very Casket itself shakes, meanwhile Hades climbs from the casket and shuts the lid.

[ Ding! Ding! Ding! ]

Tony: "Ladies and Gentleman here is your winner....VICTOR...HADES."

"Bulletproof" by Five Finger Death Punch blares over the P.A. System, as Victor Hades stands alongside the edge of the stage, grinning sadistically while drenched in blood. As Nunez lay out cold inside a Casket and his wife Victoria is being tended to by EMT's below...

Chase: "I cannot believe what we just saw..."

Harvey: "Words cannot explain that, that is something no human being should ever have to witness...I-I-I'm speechless..."

Meanwhile placing a neckbrace around her neck, EMT's continue to tend to Victoria who appears severely burned and bruised around the neck and face area. Quickly moving in frantic manner, an EMT near the camera is overheard speaking to the others.

EMT Technician: "She's looking pretty bad, but I've also got a very low pulse beating with hers, we're losing it! We gotta get her out of here!"

EMTs begin loading the stretcher into the Ambulance as the footage cuts back to Hades celebrating beside the Casket. Smacking a steel chair along the side of the Casket, screaming and pounding at Jesse Nunez locked inside.

Victor Hades-"I told you Jesse! I fucking told you! You ready to go for a ride, huh? 'Cause I got one last surprise for you boy!"


Harvey: "What!?"

Hades begins to wheel the Casket away backstage as the footage fades to the hype video for Pence Vs Level One...

[President Jeff]

Before going to ringside for the main event, the cameras are backstage. There are several crew workers, security guards, and APW's Max Carter stand backstage trying to reason with a bloodied and out of control Victor Hades. Holding a large nail gun in hand Hades screams and flinches at anyone attempting to stop him, extending his tattooed-sleeved arm pointing the nail gun around.


Victor Hades- "GET...THE HELL....BACK!!"

Hades threatens as he slowly turns back towards the Casket with a bloodied and bruised Jesse Nunez still locked inside. Carefully making his incisions just right Hades begins to place the nail gun to the casket, and sealing it just as he nails the locks down!

Victor Hades- "How you doing in there Jesse, got plenty of air in there? Huh?! You still breathing amigo?!"

Hades lets out a sadistic laugh as the crew workers nearby beg and plead for Hades to stop, only to be threatened once more with the nail gun. Turning towards what appears to be a giant black hearse directly behind him, Hades begins to load the Casket into the back of the vehicle using his own body strength.

Victor Hades- "Next stop...SIX FEET UNDER!!"

Victor grows a callous and evil smirk across his face as he shouts to Jesse Nunez sealed inside, slamming the trunk door as security try to stop Hades. Lifting and tossing security off and against the Hearse, booting one to the ground with a roundhouse, and tripping another into a support-beam, Hades fights off the security. Climbing into the driver's seat, before revving up the engine of the black monstrosity Victor takes off. Heading to the "final resting place" he prepared for Nunez, as security and camera crews chase after trying to follow as we go to ringside for our main event


Tony Ferrari: The following contest is your APW One Night In Hell main event! It is a Hell in a Cell match scheduled for one fall and is for the APW Heavyweight Championship of the World!

The fans clap politely at the announcement, and ominous sounding music begins to play as the cell is lowered from the ceiling!

Harvey: It's only appropriate that a pay per view called One Night In Hell would end in a Hell in a Cell match! Over 16 feet high, comprised of over 2 tons of steel, this demonic structure is known to shorten lives, let alone careers!

Chase: Considering the bad blood between Pence Weatherlight and Level-One, this promises to be a brutal encounter! This pay per view is so dangerous, we had the fans in the first few rows sign a waiver releasing APW from any legal liability!

As the cell sets in place, a ref walks up to the door with a padlock and chain in hand, and opens the door. Suddenly, the whole arena goes black as "Immortal" by Adema hits, the fans are clapping in unison as a single spotlight hits the entrance ramp. Pence stands there with a long black trench coat without sleeves, he makes his way down to the ring slapping hands, the spotlight following him until he reaches the foot of the ramp. Before going into the cell, Pence removes his trench coat, and throws it into the crowd. Following that, he enters into the steel structure.

Ferrari: Making his way to the ring first, the challenger, weighing in at 250 pounds, from Hershey, Pennsylvania, “The Reaper” Pence Weatherlight!

Harvey: This is the night Pence has been waiting for since he lost the APW Championship to Level-One at Test for the Best!

Chase: So he's been waiting to get his butt kicked by Level-One again?

Harvey: No, he's been waiting for the opportunity to win back the APW Heavyweight Championship!

Chase: Like that's going to happen.

Pence stands in the middle of the ring as he raises both of his arms up, sparks fall from the rafters, and the lights come on. Pence gets up on one of the turnbuckles and looks around the arena, where the fans still clapping in unison, with some faint “Weatherlight! Weatherlight!” chants going. Pence goes to the other side and looks out across the vast masses before standing up on the other turn buckle. He jumps down off the turnbuckle and looks at the entrance ramp awaiting his opponent. “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 World Heavyweight Championship belt high in the air.

Ferrari: And his opponent, weighing in at 273 pounds, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he is the APW Heavyweight Champion of the World, Level-One!

Chase: And here comes the most deserving champion this company has ever seen! Level-One had to put up with enormous odds against Jesse Nuñez at Shockwave, and he overcame them, setting up this match with Pence Weatherlight here tonight!

Harvey: If by deserving you mean most self-serving champion, than I agree with you one hundred percent! Level-One has been doing nothing but trying to play mind games with Pence to wear him down before he got to tonight's main event match up! Level-One hasn't forgotten that Pence is the man who beat him for the title before, so you can bet he's not taking this match lightly in the slightest!

Level-One puts his title on his shoulder and slowly begins to walk down the ramp, the crowd is mostly silent as he does so.

Harvey: For those of you at home wondering if the Japanese fans are too quite, it's that culturally, they are a lot more reserved than fans in other parts of the world. By being silent, they are showing their disapproval for Level-One!

Level-One stops before eying down a fan, mocking the fan in the process. Level-One turns, steps into the cell, 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. Level-One hands his belt to the ref, who raises it high in the air before handing it to the official outside the cell. Once the belt is out of the structure, the outside ref closes the door, wraps the chain around the posts a couple of times, and places the padlock on. The ref in the cell the calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Hell in a Cell Match for the APW Heavyweight Championship
Level-One © vs. Pence Weatherlight


Pence and Level-One stare down in the middle of the ring as the Japanese fans watch intently. The two men trade some words with one another before Level-One gives Pence a hard Slap right to the face! The fans gasp as Pence coolly turns his face back towards Level-One and offers him the other cheek! Level-One has a slightly puzzled look on his face, but nonetheless complies, going for a Slap to the other cheek of Pence! Pence blocks the second slap, and counters with a left fist of his own, and the two men begin to brawl, trading punches back and forth in the middle of the ring! Pence gets the advantage, and backs the champ into the corner, knocking him with three hard punches to the face before mounting the turnbuckle and giving Level-One a rapid fire volley of fists to the face with the Japanese fans counting along! “Ichi! Ni! San! Shi! Go! Rokku! Hichi! Hachi! Kyu! Jyu!” After 10 punches, Pence hops off the turnbuckle and appeals to the fans, who clap loudly for their hero! As Pence turns his attention back towards Level-One, the champ explodes out of the corner with a vicious Shoulder Tackle, and immediately springs on the downed Pence, delivering a bunch of punches himself! After about a dozen quick fists to the face, Level-One gets to his feet, pulling Pence up with him, and dragging him in for a Flipping Clothesline, turning The Reaper inside out! The champ then follows up with a couple of well placed boots to the sternum, before getting down to one knee and dragging his forearm across the bridge of Pence's nose! After a few rakes with his forearm, Level-One then drives his elbow right into the forehead of Pence a couple of times before pulling him up to his feet and tossing him right over the ropes to the arena floor, drawing the disapproval of the crowd! Level-One runs towards the opposite ropes, and as Pence slowly gets to his feet, Level-One does a standing leap over the ropes, and connects with Pence on a Suicide Plancha! The fans let out a collective “Ohhh!” and begin to clap loudly for the move!

Harvey: What a move by Level-One there!

Chase: It got an audible response from the Japanese crowd here tonight, which isn't easy to do!

On the floor, Level-One gets to his feet, and gives Pence a few more stomps before pulling the challenger up to his feet and bouncing his head off the apron! Level-One then drags Pence towards the cell wall, and rakes Pence's forehead across the chain-links a few times before bouncing Pence's head off the cage, and letting the Reaper fall back towards the floor mats! Level-One then walks to the feet of Pence Weatherlight, and grabs a hold of his legs, falling to his back to Slingshot Pence face first into the cell wall! Level-One then mounts Pence, and begins to unload right fists into the forehead of Pence again and again! Level-One is hitting Pence with such rapidness and force that after about a baker's dozen of punches, Pence's head is busted open! As the red juices begin to flow down the face of the reaper, he is enraged, and shoves Level-One back off of him! Level-One tries to hop right back onto Pence, but The Reaper shoves him off again! As both men get to their feet, the cell wall is to the back of Pence, and as Level-One rushes towards him, Pence pulls off a Drop Toe Hold that sends Level-One's face crashing into the cage, and snaps Level-One's neck back a bit! The move gets a collective “Ohhh!” from the crowd, and Pence stays on the attack, pulling Level-One back up and ramming his head into the steel ring post before rolling him back into the ring! As Level-One is on his back in the ring, Pence rolls back in and gives him a Standing Elbow Drop before pulling Level-One back up and whipping him towards the opposite corner! Pence hits with a Running Body Splash in the corner, and as Level-One stumbles out towards the center of the ring, Pence grabs him up for a Full Nelson! As Pence wrenches the shoulders of the champ, he then steps to the side of Level-One while maintaining the Full Nelson, and pulls off a Reverse Russian Leg Sweep, crashing Level-One's head into the mat! Pence goes for a quick cover
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Chase: How dumb is Pence to think that he can beat Level-One this quickly!?

Harvey: I'm sure that Pence knows that it's going to take a lot more than this to beat Level-One, but since he's busted open, he knows it's in his best interest for this to be a short match! He's trying to wear Level-One out quickly, because each time Level-One has to kick out, it expends energy!

After the second pinfall attempt, Pence gets to his feet, and motions for Level-One to get up. As the champ gets to his feet, Pence Weatherlight runs in and gives him a brutal Knee to the side of the head that sends Level-One collapsing back down to the mat! As Level-One lays prone on the mat, Pence gives him a couple of hard stomps to the back before sitting on Level-One's back and applying a Chinlock! Level-One grits his teeth as Pence has the hold locked on, yanking hard on Level-One's chin, stretching his neck!

Harvey: Pence has been targeting the head and neck of Level-One with most of his offense in this match so far! He's obviously trying to weaken it, and perhaps maybe trying to knock Level-One out!

Chase: That's a dumb strategy! Level-One has the heart of a champion, and he has too much pride to lose to a plebeian like Pence Weatherlight!

After a few moments, Level-One is able to push up with his arms, and with Pence still on his back, he gets to a vertical base! Level-One tries to ram Pence into the corner, but at the last moment, Pence leaps off, sending the champ crashing back first into the turnbuckle! Pence then performs a Snapmare to bring Level-One to a seated position on the mat, and sticks his knee into the small of Level-One's back while applying another Chinlock!

Harvey: Pence is going back to the neck! That's smart wrestling by Pence, because he's wearing down his opponent early while conserving his energy as well!

Chase: I'll give it to Pence that it's smart to keep his hear rate down, because the more his heart beats, the more blood comes flowing out of his forehead!

Harvey: Wow, you actually said something intelligent for once! Good job!

Chase: Thanks!...Hey! What's that supposed to mean!?

Back in the ring, the ref checks with Level-One if he wants to give up, which Level-One responds to with a middle finger directed towards the official. A disapproving “Ohhh!” comes from the crowd as Level-One tries to fight out of the hold, getting his hands up to try and pull Pence's hands apart! Level-One is able to push Pence's hands up a bit closer to his mouth, allowing Level-One to bite Pence's fingers, forcing him to let go of the hold! The ref yells at Level-One, but Level-One yells back, “There's no DQ! Whatcha gonna do 'bout it?” As Pence shakes his hand a bit, Level-One drills him with a Big Boot to the side of the head, causing Pence to spill out of the ring and to the arena floor! Level-One steps through the ropes and onto the apron, motioning for Pence to get up! As the challenger gets to his feet, Level-One leaps off the apron, going for a Double Axe Handle, but Pence counters, nailing Level-One with a Standing Dropkick to the gut as he flies towards him! The fans show their approval by clapping again, and Pence stays on the attack, pulling Level-One up and whipping him knee first into the near ring steps! The impact can be heard throughout the arena as Level-One's knees make contact with the unforgiving steel steps, shifting them away from the post! The APW Heavyweight Champion lays on the floor grasping his knee in pain as Pence comes over and sits him up back first towards the steps! Pence then runs in and gives Level-One a hard knee to the face, drilling the back of his head into the steps! Blood can be seen pouring down the back of the head of the APW Champ as Pence pulls him back up to a vertical base, and gives him a German Suplex to the floor! Pence then goes for a cover
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Harvey: Remember, folks, this match can end anywhere in the vicinity of the cell! Pinfalls count in the ring, on the floor, even the top of the cell!

Chase: Is it just me, or are we seeing a more violent side of Pence Weatherlight tonight?

Harvey: Well, Pence has made his disdain for Level-One no secret, and has told Level-One that he's opened up a darkness in Pence that wasn't there before!

Chase: Sounds to me like Pence is blaming Level-One for exposing him as the bad person he is!

Harvey: Like you're one to talk about being virtuous!

Chase: Actually, I am!

Harvey: A likely story, for sure...

As Pence gets to his feet, and tries to pull the champ up to his feet, Level-One nails the challenger with a nasty Low Blow! As Pence falls to his knees in pain, Level-One gets to his feet and slaps Pence in the back of the head a couple of times before ramming his head straight down into the mat! As Pence is face down on the floor, Level-One gives him a couple of stomps to the spine before going over and ripping the mat off the floor, exposing the concrete below! The fans gasp again as Level-One pulls Pence up and gives him a DDT right onto the cold concrete floor! More blood is pouring from the forehead of Pence as Level-One rolls him over and goes for a cover
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Pence kicks out! Level-One keeps a level head, and hoists Pence onto his shoulder, holding Pence like a battering ram, and sending Pence head first into cell! The crowd looks in stunned silence as Level-One pushes Pence's head into the cell again and again, until he lets go of Pence, letting the challenger fall limply to the ground! Level-One then picks the dazed Pence up and rolls him into the ring, before climbing up onto the apron and then the top ropes before leaping off for a Top Rope Leg Drop! Pence somehow rolls out of the way at the last second, but is too dazed to follow up. Level-One cusses loudly as he holds his bum in pain, getting to his feet as Pence tries to crawl to the ropes to pull himself up! Level-One takes a moment to size his opponent up as Pence reaches the ropes and starts to get to his feet. As Pence is almost all the way up, Level-One charges, but Pence sees him coming and falls down, pulling the top rope down to send Level-One flying out of the ring! The champ falls with such force that he rolls back first right into the cell! Pence rolls out of the ring himself, and walks over to the downed champion, grabbing a hold the cage before placing his boot on the throat of his opponent, pushing Level-One's back and head into the cage! After about 15 seconds, Pence releases the pressure for a moment, before going right back to it! Level-One's face is turning red as Pence pulls back again and proceeds to kick Level-One repeatedly in the chest again and again as he remains propped up next to the cell wall! After a half-a-dozen kicks, Pence grabs a hold of Level-One's leg, and drags him across the floor towards the corner of the cell! Pence gives Level-One a few more kicks to the chest before grabbing a hold of his foot, and sliding Level-One's toes through one of the chain-links, getting Level-One's foot stuck in the cage! Pence gives Level-One another couple of stomps to the ankle before taking a couple of steps back and giving Level-One a Running Soccer Kick to the ankle! The force of the kick yanks Level-One's foot free from the cage, and Level-One howls in pain!

Harvey: This match has been nothing but violent since the bell rung! We're seeing a very aggressive side of Pence Weatherlight here tonight!

Chase: Don't forget, Level-One has shown his nasty side as well! The hatred between these two men is very evident tonight!

As Level-One holds his ankle, Pence walks over to the dislodged ring steps, and sets them up about three feet away from the APW Champion, who has a slight limp in his step as he uses the cage to drag himself up to his feet! Pence takes a few steps back, and as Level-One is back to a vertical base, he turns around to see Pence rush towards him, run up the steps and jump off to deliver a Diving Spear to Level-One with such force that knocks the panel of the cell a bit loose! The portion of the cell is on the side perpendicular to the announce table. The fans point and chatter about the fact that the top right corner of that specific panel of the cell is loosened! As Level-One is propped up in a seated position by the cell, Pence looks up to see the broken bit of the cell, and looks out to the fans, pointing at the broken part of the cell and motioning to the fans that he intends to pop the whole wall loose! This draws loud cheers from the Japanese fans, and Pence goes over to get a hold of the ring steps!

Harvey: It looks like Pence intends to finish the job in loosening that portion of the cell!

Chase: These Japanese fans may be more reserved than most other fans in the world, but they certainly want to see Pence and Level-One bust out of the cell!

Pence has little difficulty hoisting the steps up, and once he has them up, he takes a couple of steps towards Level-One and shot puts the steps in Level-One's direction! The champ rolls out of the way at the last moment, but Pence's intentions are still fulfilled as the cell wall pops off and falls, propped up by the steel guardrail! The fans are in an uncharacteristic frenzy as Pence grabs Level-One by the head and begins to lead him towards the opening in the cell! Level-One takes another cheap shot, punching Pence right in the crotch, and tossing him back first onto the broken cell wall, which bends under the force of Pence flying onto it! Level-One steps out onto the bent cell wall, and grabs a hold of Pence's head, tossing him over the corner of the guardrail, and steps over it himself into the sea of humanity! The fans boo as Level-One pulls Pence up and bounces his head off the guardrail before tossing him back over it towards the announce table!

Harvey: It looks like they're coming our way!

Indeed, the two combatants are, as Level-One pulls the groggy Pence up and bounces his head off the announce table before rolling Pence up onto it! Level-One climbs onto the table himself, and pulls Pence up into a Powerbomb position! As Level-One hoists Pence up, Pence grabs a hold of the cell, and holds on for dear life as Level-One tries to Powerbomb him! As he holds onto the cell, Pence rams his two knees into either side of Level-One's head, causing the champ to let go and allowing Pence to start climbing up the cell! The fans can't hide their excitement as they begin cheering loudly! Level-One begins to climb the cell himself in pursuit of the challenger!

Chase: It looks like our table is safe, for now!

Pence reaches the top first, and takes a few steps back, waiting for Level-One to get to the top himself. Once Level-One is safely on top of the cell, Pence motions for him to come get some, and Level-One cautiously makes his way towards the challenger, stepping gingerly on the cell so as not to break the roof. The ref is up shortly after the two combatants, who meet in the middle of the cell, and begin to trade punches! After a few moments of brawling, Pence ducks under a punch of Level-One, and steps in to get behind Level-One, and give him another German Suplex onto the roof of the cell! The crowd gasps on impact, but the cell shows no signs of buckling under the weight of the two athletes! As Pence reaches down to pull Level-One up, the champ nails him with another shot to the nuts, and gets to his feet to deliver a Pele Kick, sending Pence falling back on the steel structure! Indentations made by the cage are noticeable on the backs of both men as Level-One gets to one knee, rolls Pence over onto his belly, and repeatedly rams his head into the support beam attaching the cell panels! The fans voice their disapproval as Level-One then grabs a hold of Pence's legs to lock in a Boston Crab on top of the cell! The ref checks with the bloodied Pence, who is screaming in pain! Level-One yanks back harder, but Pence begins to push himself up! Level-One is shaking his head Pence pushes up and uses his leg strength to flip Level-One over out of the crab! The fans are astonished as Pence gets to his feet, and Level-One turns around to get greeted with a Running Clothesline! As Level-One gets back up, he's taken down with another Clothesline! The third time's not a charm for Pence, as Level-One counters with a Back Body Drop, sending Pence crashing into the chain-link panel! The crowd gasps nervously as the panel shows signs of buckling after the high impact maneuver! Level-One then pulls The Reaper back up to his feet, and hoists him onto his shoulders to deliver a Darkness Shine on the challenger, positioning the move so that it drills Pence's face into the support beam!

Chase: That's it! This one is over!

Harvey: I'm surprised the cell didn't collapse upon impact of that move!

Level-One rolls Pence over onto his back, and covers him
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Pence kicks out!

Chase: How the heck did Pence manage to kick out of the Darkness Shine!?

Level-One has a pissed look on his face as he gets to his feet and has some choice words for the referee. The ref holds up two fingers, explaining that it was only a two count. This enrages Level-One who grabs the ref by the collar, and pushes him towards the edge of the Cell! The fans are booing loudly as Level-One gives the ref a kick the midsection, and tosses right off the Cell! The ref goes crashing through the announce table below, and the fans boos Level-One mercilessly!

Harvey: OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! LEVEL-ONE JUST KILLED THE REF! LEVEL-ONE HAS JUST KILLED THIS POOR MAN!

Chase: EVEN I THINK THIS IS A LOW MOVE BY LEVEL-ONE!

Harvey: WE NEED PARAMEDICS OUT HERE IMMEDIATELY!

A sadistic scowl crosses the face of Level-One as he surveys his handiwork. He then turns back to Pence and pulls him up by the head, motioning towards the other ref by the cell door to come up. The ref shakes his head no, and as Level-One is distracted, Pence pops up and delivers the Battle Testimony Spine Buster to Level-One! As the champion lays on the cell in pain, Pence quickly makes his way towards the side of the cell closest to the now destroyed announce table, and climbs down the cell to check on the ref. As Pence gets down there, he checks the ref, and the camera mics pick up Pence saying, “He's still breathing!” At this point, the cell begins to be raised up with Level-One still upon it, and EMTs rush down the ramp with a stretcher! The ref that was standing by the door quickly runs to his fallen ally as the EMTs begin to slowly load the ref on the stretcher, bracing his neck. As Level-One comes to atop the cell, he realizes that it has been risen, and scowls as he looks down to see the ref being attended to by Pence and the EMTs. They finally get the injured ref in place on the stretcher, and begin to wheel him out of the arena. Pence and the other ref step into the ring as they begin to lower the cell back down!

Harvey: And after a few tense minutes, this match is back underway. If it were up to me, this match would have ended with Level-One's heinous actions!

Chase: There's no excuse for what Level-One did there, absolutely no excuse!

Once the cell is lowered back into place, Level-One glares down towards Pence, who's motioning for him to come back down! Level-One glares a Pence a bit more before making his way to the edge of the cell, and he begins to climb down! Once Level-One reaches the floor, Pence motions for him to come back to the ring, but Level-One yells, “Hell no!” At this point, Pence slides out of the ring, and makes his way towards the opening in the cell wall! Level-One meets Pence halfway, greeting him at the opening with a vicious punch over the guardrail then sends Pence stumbling back a bit! Level-One then steps in over the guardrail, and charges at Pence, giving him a Running Big Boot! As Pence collapses to the mat, Level-One pulls him up by the head, and drags him to the still exposed part of the floor, and delivers a Stalling Suplex, crashing Pence's back right across the concrete! Level-One goes for another cover, and the new ref counts
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Pence kicks out!

Harvey: Pence keeps his title dreams alive with that kick out!

The familiar scowl crosses Level-One's face as he pulls Pence back up to his feet, and tosses him back first into the cell before grabbing a hold of Pence's throat, chocking him while pushing his back into the cell! As Level-One is chocking Pence, he pulls out a pair of handcuffs from his shorts, and clasps them around Pence's right wrist before cuffing him to the cell! The fans boo as Level-One releases the choke and gives Pence a couple of shots to the face before pulling out another pair of handcuffs, and cuffing Pence's left wrist to the cell! Pence tries desperately to get free as Level-One begins to rummage beneath the ring!

Harvey: What a cowardly, dastardly, down right yellow-bellied tactic by Level-One here!

Chase: Hey, the match is no DQ!

Level-One emerges from beneath the ring with an aluminum baseball bat in hand, and gives a few warm-up swings while Pence helplessly looks on! Level-One then steps up towards Pence and swings for the fences, nailing Pence hard in the midsection! The contact echoes throughout the arena as the tip of the bat hits the cell wall with each swing Level-One takes at Pence! At first, Level-One takes his time with each swing, going for as much power as possible, but after the fifth hit, Level-One switches up to rapidly swinging the bat again and again to the gut of Pence Weatherlight!

Harvey: Pence is absolutely defenseless against this assault by Level-One! The ref should stop this match immediately!

Chase: What do you think this is, MMA? No, this match is going until one man either gets the pinfall or forces his opponent to submit! The ref can't save Pence now!

After who knows how many swings, Level-One grabs both ends of the bat, and drives it right into the throat of Pence Weatherlight, chocking Pence again! Pence's face is turning purple as Level-One releases the choke, and steps back, chuckling at the carnage he's dealing to his adversary. Level-One takes another hard swing to Pence's gut for good measure before dropping the bat and pulling the handcuff keys out of his pocket. Pence falls limply as Level-One unlocks the right cuff from the cell, and then the left one. Level-One then rolls Pence back into the ring, and pins him
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Pence somehow kicks out, whipping the partisan crowd into a frenzy! A “Weatherlight! Weatherlight!” chant gets started in broken English, as Level-One rolls back out of the ring and grabs the baseball bat again! Pence is slowly getting to his feet, and is to all fours as Level-One slides back in with the bat in hand! Level-One takes a downward swing towards Pence, who rolls out of the way! The impact of the bat on the mat stings the hands of Level-One, who drops the bat! By this point, Pence is to his feet, and he nails Level-One with a desperation Spear! As Level-One holds his gut in pain, Pence slowly gets to his feet, and notices the ball bat on the mat! Pence walks over to the baseball bat, picks it up, and begins to slam it into gut of Level-One! After about a dozen swings, Pence drops the bat, and pins Level-One
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Chase: And the champ shows his resiliency after multiple bat shots from Pence!

Harvey: They say turnabout's fair play, and you can bet Pence enjoyed punishing Level-One with the ball bat!

Pence stays focused, not showing any signs of frustration as he gets up to his feet, and motions for Level-One to get up. Pence looks like he's coiled up in position for the Heavy Artillery, and as Level-One gets to his feet, Pence goes for the move! Level-One elbows his way out of it, and as Pence is stunned by the elbows to the head, Level-One grabs the ball bat again! Level-One swings for the fences towards Pence's head, and connects with a sickening thud! Pence collapses to the mat, and Level-One doesn't even bother going for a finisher, covering his opponent
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3! DING! DING! DING!

Ferrari: Here is your winner, by pinfall, and still the APW Heavyweight Champion of the World, Level-One!

The fans boos loudly as Level-One stands triumphantly over the downed Pence Weatherlight! The timekeeper steps in through the hole in the cell to hand Level-One his APW Championship Belt, which he raises high in the air.

Harvey: That was one of the damnedest matches I've ever seen in all my years in this business! It's just a shame that Level-One was able to retain after that sickening display!

Chase: Level-One did what he had to in order to retain his belt, but it certainly wasn't pretty!

Harvey: Let's take another look at some of the high-lights of the match!

The screen shifts to showing Pence breaking through the cell with the steel steps, followed by Level-One tossing the ref off the cell, and then Level-One brutalizing Pence with the ball bat whilst Pence was cuffed to the cell. The final high-light is Level-One connecting with the ball bat to the side of Pence's head, and getting the one-two-three.

Harvey: Level-One may be the champion, but he's a miserable human being!

At this point, the screen shifts back to Level-One standing triumphantly atop the cell, raising his APW Heavyweight Championship high in the air as the medics attend to Pence Weatherlight in the ring!

Harvey: Well folks, we'd like to thank for joining us for One Night In Hell tonight, even though the ending was disgusting! Be sure to join us for Overdrive!

APW One Night In Hell comes to a close with Level-One still standing triumphantly atop the cell, celebrating his huge victory!