MAYHEM 2010

[President Jeff]

As the video ends, Pyro shoots from the stage as "Sympathy Orchestra" by Bury Your Dead continues to play and then the camera pans through the crowd who are on their feet, cheering, holding up their signs as the show is about to starts.

Harvey: WELCOME EVERYONE TO MAYHEM!

Chase: I’m Johnny Chase alongside my partner, Darren Harvey. And let me just say, based on the noise of the crowd here in the Tacoma Dome, this is going to be a great night.

The camera then goes to the ring where our PPV ring announcer, Tony Ferrari is in the ring.

Tony: The opening contest is scheduled for one fall and it’s the OVERDRIVE TITLE MATCH!

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. 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.

Tony: Introducing first, the Challenger, From Cleveland Ohio, weighing in at 180 pounds, MARK MOMENT

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.

Harvey: Lets not forget how this match came about. It started at Rasslemania 6 in a 4 way ladder match for the Overdrive Title which Hellfire won by knocking Mark off the ladder at the end of the match. Mark would then go on to beat Jimmy Jazz to become number one contender.

Chase: These two have respect for one another, so we can expect a great match here to kick off Mayhem 2010.

99 Ways to Die by Megadeth hits the P.A. we see, K.I.D., and Alyssa coming down to the ring.

Tony: And his opponent, Weighing in at 221 pounds, he is the Current APW Overdrive Champion, HELLFIRE K.I.D

When they reach the ring, Kid Jumps up to the apron and Alyssa slides between his legs as she comes up she kisses him, they enter the ring and Hellfire gives the ref the Overdrive Title and then goes to his corner waiting for the match to begin.

APW OVERDRIVE TITLE MATCH
Hellfire K.I.D Vs Mark Moment


The bell sounds and the match begins with both guys shaking hands and then locking up in the center of the ring. Mark gets in the side headlock on Hellfire and then Hellfire fires Mark off into the ropes. Hellfire falls to the mat and Mark hops over him, hitting the ropes. Coming back, Hellfire leap frogs Mark and then Mark hit’s the ropes again and Hellfire connects Mark with a beautiful dropsault. Mark gets up and goes to the corner. Hellfire runs and Monkey flips Mark out of the corner, but Mark lands on his feet. Hellfire runs and Mark hip tosses Hellfire, who is able to land on his feet. Mark ducks a clothesline and then jumps up on Hellfire’s shoulders and gives him a hurricanrana. Hellfire gets right back up and Mark throws him into the ropes and lifts Hellfire up for a sidewalk slam, but Hellfire counters with a Head Scissor take over, and Mark slides out of the ring. Mark gets to his feet and Hellfire vaults himself over the top rope, landing on Mark.

Harvey: What a start to Mayhem. A quick fast pace match.

Chase: These two are both talented and it can be anybodies match!

The ref starts to count as Hellfire grabs Mark and throws him into the ring Barrier. Hellfire runs at him, but Mark gets out of the way and Hellfire hit’s the barrier. The ref is at the count of 3 and Mark lifts Hellfire up, sitting him on the ring barrier. Mark then jumps up, standing in the barrier then comes off, and grabs Hellfire with his legs, giving him a Hurricanrana off the barrier. The fans cheer and With the ref at the count of 5, Mark rolls Hellfire back in the ring and then jumps up on the ring apron.

Harvey: The fans are split between these two. Both men getting tons of support in this one.

Hellfire gets to his feet and Mark goes to springboard into the ring, but Alyssa grabs Mark’s foot. Mark kicks his leg Free and then springboards off the ropes, into the ring with a cross body, but Hellfire counters it with a power slam and into a cover hooking the leg
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Harvey: Alyssa could be the difference maker in this match

Chase: Alyssa should be out back preparing for her match that’s coming up later on.

Alyssa cheers Hellfire on as he picks Mark up and gives him a hammerlock belly to black suplex. Hellfire goes for another cover
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Hellfire pulls Mark up and puts him in the corer and chops him. Hellfire throws Mark to the opposite corner and then runs at Mark. Mark gets his elbow up in Hellfire’s jaw and makes him stumble back. Mark jumps to the second rope and comes off, nailing Hellfire in the chest with a dropkick. Mark jumps on Hellfire for the cover
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Mark picks Hellfire up and lifts him up for a suplex, but then goes and drops him over the top rope. Hellfire lands on the ring apron. Mark gives him a few punches to the face. Mark runs off the ropes and baseball slides out of the ring, between Hellfire’s legs and then grabs his leg, pulls him off the ring apron and Hellfire smashes his face on the ring apron. The ref starts counting both men out and Mark leans Hellfire against the ring and chops him. Mark takes a few steps back and then rushes Hellfire who hoist Mark up to the ring apron. Mark then backflips off the apron and as he lands to the floor, grabs Hellfire’s head and plants him with a DDT on the outside floor and a “THAT WAS AWESOME!” Chant starts up.

Harvey: Mark is pulling out all stops to win this match. Hellfire could be knocked out after that move

Just then, Alyssa shoves Mark from behind, who then turns his attention to her. They start exchanging a few words and Mark starts walking towards her and Alyssa begins walking backwards around the ring. Mark backs her all around the ring and as Mark walks past one of the ring post, Hellfire jumps up and clotheslines Mark. With the referee at the count of 8, Hellfire rolls Mark back into the ring and her gets in as well.

Chase: He could have left Mark out there and win by count out.

Harvey: Hellfire isn’t that kind of wrestler. He wants to pin Mark.

Hellfire helps Mark to his feet, grabs him by his head and smashes it into the top turn buckle. Hellfire then sits Mark on the turn buckle and then climbs up. Both guys stand on the top rope and Hellfire hooks Mark up and takes him up and over with a Super Plex. The crowd are on their feet as Hellfire gets the cover
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Hellfire waits for Mark to get up and as soon as he does, Hellfire kicks him and goes for the Hells Fury (Fame Asser) but Mark is able to lifts Hellfire up and counters it with a sitdown Powerbomb and into a cover
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Harvey: A nice counter by Mark

Chase: Hellfire should have let that bum get counted out!

Mark picks Hellfire up, throws him in the corner and runs at him, but Hellfire moves and Mark hit’s the corner chest first and Hellfire rolls Mark up in a school boy
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Both guys are up, Hellfire goes for a clothesline, but Mark ducks and counters with a backslide
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Both up again and Mark this times goes for a clothesline, but Hellfire ducks, goes into a waist lock and gives Mark a German Suplex and bridges for the pin
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Harvey: What an opening contest this is.

Chase: This match should have been over long ago.

Hellfire pulls Mark up punches him to the ropes and then throws him into the opposite ropes. Mark comes back and Hellfire kicks him in the gut and goes for the Hellfire Bomb (flip power bomb) But Mark counters and stops Hellfire from Flipping, causing Hellfire to fall flat on his face. Hellfire starts to get up and Mark grabs him by the head and gives him a running bulldog. Mark rolls him over for the cover
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Shoulder up.

Mark lifts Hellfire up and throws him into the ropes and drop toe holds him into the middle rope. Mark runs off and goes for the 619, but Hellfire ducks it and Mark spins back into the ring. With Mark a little confuses as to where his is, Hellfire kicks him and gives him the Hells Fury. Hellfire quickly goes for the cover
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Kick Out by Mark Moment!

Harvey: I thought it was over right there

Chase: Gotta give credit to these two. Their giving it their all

Hellfire picks Mark up and punches him to the ropes and then throws him into the opposite ropes and Mark comes back, swinging up on Hellfire’s shoulders and gets in a Crusifix Pin
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Both guys are up and Mark starts kicking Hellfire in the legs and goes to throw Hellfire to the corner but Hellfire reverses it and runs at Mark, who counters with the Tarantula. With Hellfire ties in the ropes, the ref counts to break the hold. 1...2..3...4.…the hold is released. Mark climbs to the top rope with Hellfire stumbling around in the ring and Mark comes off with a Spinning Heel kick, connecting with Hellfire and Mark covers as the fans count along with the ref
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Harvey: What a back and forth match!

Alyssa gets up on the ring apron. Mark see’s her and tells her to get off. This distraction gives Hellfire time to get back up and goes to kick Mark, but Mark catches it, but Hellfire counters with a Jeff Hardy type corkscrew Enzurguri sending Mark right to the corner, with his head laying on the bottom turn buckle. Hellfire runs and connects with a Bronco Buster on Mark. The fans cheer as Hellfire gets off of him and pulls him up to his feet. Hellfire signals for the end as he hooks him up for a suplex. He lifts Mark up who counters by kneeing Hellfire in the head while in the air and Mark is able to fall behind Hellfire and nails him with the Pele kick, which sends Hellfire into the middle ropes. Mark is up and runs, nailing the 619 on Hellfire.

Harvey: This is it Johnny.

Mark climbs to the top rope and comes off with the Marking out and connects. Hellfire’s legs come up and Mark grabs them for the cover
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Winner and New APW Overdrive Champion: Mark Moment

Mark’s music hits and Mark begins celebrating and the ref hands him the title.

Harvey: He’s done it! Mark Moment wins the Overdrive Title in one hell of a match to kick off Mayhem

Alyssa gets into the ring and checks on Hellfire as Mark celebrates.

Chase: A nice win by Mark, but I don’t think this is the last time we’ll see these two go at it.

Mark helps Hellfire up and extends his hand and Hellfire shakes it and lifts Mark’s arm up in victory. Hellfire leaves the ring, leaving Mark to celebrate and the cameras focus on the commentators

Harvey: Congrats to Mark Moment on a hard earned Victory to win the APW Overdrive championship.

Chase: A great way to start off Mayhem, but we still got 8 other matches for you all tonight.

Harvey: We have three guys making their debut here tonight. They will fight in a Triple Threat match.

Chase: Also we for the first time in a long time, if not ever, two women’s matches on Pay Per View. First, we’ll have Alyssa Morenna taking on Ellie and then we’ll see Leila Farrahi take on Sally Talfourd

Harvey: Falls Count Anywhere’s, Jimmy Jazz and Crazy Joe go at it.

Chase: A match that alone is worth the price for this Pay Per View, Level One takes on Bryan Payne. I’m looking forward to Level One winning this one.

Harvey: For the Xtreme Title. Michael Lively defends against Jim Steel.

Chase: Six Man Tag elimination Style, The Red Shield Mafia will take on The Sports Nutz

Harvey: And in our main event. For the APW Heavyweight Title, Pence Weatherlight defends against, John Green. Its going to be an exciting night full of Action Packed Wrestling.

Chase: I’m getting word that Shane West is backstage with Mark Moment.

[President Jeff]

We go backstage where Shane West is standing next to Mark Moment, who has a huge smile on his face as he’s hugging the Overdrive Title

Shane: Mark, you just won the Overdrive Championship. How are you feeling

Mark: Shane Man, I’m so excited. I’ve waiting a long time for this and finally, all my hard work has paid off. I’m never taking this title off. But, I’d like to thank my Parents on accidentally having me. I like to thank my Grandma for bringing me to the wrestling matches back in the day which got me hooked. And thanks to all my family and friends who supported me. We did it! Woooooo!

Mark goes off, away happy and we go back to ringside.

Harvey: Someone is a little happy

Chase: What a nut job.

Harvey: Up next, folks, we got quite the personal contest as Alyssa Morenna takes on Ellie! These two can't stand each other, and tonight, they get to settle their differences in the ring!

Chase: Well, I doubt they'll actually settle anything tonight, but at the very least, their going to go at it! This should be great!

Harvey: I have to disagree with you. Look who's already in the ring.

Chris Cyrus is in the ring, clad in a referee's shirt. He has a cheesy grin on his face. The arena lights start to flash purple as Depeche Mode's "Enjoy the Silence" begins to play loudly over the speakers. Ellie enters the arena clad in her wrestling gear and ring jacket, and is joined by Biggs. The crowd boos loudly as the couple makes their way down the ramp towards the ring.

Paige: Making her way to the ring first, accompanied by Biggs, from Standford, California, Ellie!

Harvey: I'll be honest, in my estimation, Ellie is nothing more than a spoiled brat!

Chase: Have you see how hard she's been training? Sure, Cyrus is out here to be the man in charge, but as we've seen, he's as fair a ref as there is!

Harvey: Hogwash!

As they reach the ring, Biggs walks up the steps first and holds the ropes open for Ellie before stepping into the ring himself. Her and Biggs dance a bit in the center of the ring before she removes her jacket and hands it to Biggs, turning towards the stage to await her opponent.

“Somebody Help Me,” by Full Blown Rose, hits the P.A. and Alyssa walks out. Suddenly a burst of pyro and there's a phoenix on the titantron.

Paige: And her opponent, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, “Lightning” Alyssa Morenna!

Harvey: Alyssa has been waiting for quite a while for this match up! She can't wait to get her hands on Ellie!

Chase: Alyssa sure talks a big game, and while she's looked impressive in her outings, she hasn't actually won a match on her own!

Harvey: I think tonight could be that night, so long as Cyrus is impartial. But expecting that of Cyrus is like expecting Bill Clinton to be a faithful husband to Hillary!

At this point Alyssa runs to the ring sliding in and glaring at Ellie. Cyrus gives her a brief wave, which Alyssa ignores completely, and Cyrus calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

”Lightning” Alyssa Morenna vs. Ellie

As the bell rings, both women immediately go at it, charging at one another and throwing their fists about! Alyssa gets the advantage, delivering a knee to the midsection of Ellie and following up with Dropsault that sends Ellie to the mat! Alyssa pounces on to her, grabbing her by the head and bouncing the back of it repeatedly off the mat! Ellie is screaming in pain, but Alyssa doesn't relent. Finally, Ellie gets her hands up and shoves Alyssa back up off of her, and rolls back. Alyssa charges in for a Flying Clothesline, but Ellie ducks under, and turns around, catching Alyssa as she lands with a Front Foot Dropkick to the back, causing Alyssa to tumble forward into the ropes! As Alyssa bounces back, Ellie grabs her up and delivers the Dr. Teeth! (Swinging Neckbreaker into a Face Crusher on the knee.) Alyssa holds her face in pain as Ellie rolls her onto her belly, and hooks the arms into a Double Underhook, and delivers a brutal series of Ultimate Kneestrikes to the head!

Chase: She got that from Biggs' playbook there!

Harvey: Those are some vicious knee strikes to the cranium!

After about half-a-dozen knee strikes, Ellie rolls Alyssa onto her back and goes for a pin
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Harvey: That was a fast count! Cyrus is trying to screw Alyssa out of a win here!

Ellie pulls Alyssa back up to her feet and whips her towards the ropes, but Alyssa reverses it! Ellie ducks the attempted Spin Kick on the rebound, and bounces off the opposite ropes, going for a Springboard Back Elbow! Alyssa dodges under it, and Ellie lands awkwardly on her feet. Before she can react, Alyssa takes her down with a Dragon Leg Screw, and turns Ellie over onto her belly to go for the Angel-Lock! Before she can lock it in, though, Ellie claws her way to the ropes, and Cyrus begins the mandatory five count, albeit a fast one. Alyssa lets go right away, and gives Ellie a few stomps to the back before Cyrus pulls her back away from Biggs' fiance. Alyssa yells for Cyrus to get his hands off of her, and Ellie gets back to her feet and gives Alyssa a Thumb to the Eye while she argues with Cyrus! The fans boo this move, and Cyrus doesn't even reprimand Ellie as she pulls Alyssa in for a DDT! She goes for the cover,
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Harvey: This is a travesty! Cyrus is giving Ellie every advantage in the book! Even though I feel that Alyssa is the more skilled of the two, it's going to take a miracle for her to be able to win this one!

Chase: Listen, maybe Cyrus is just a fast counter! We haven't seen Alyssa pin Ellie yet, so we don't have any counts to compare the counts he's been giving Ellie with. Don't be so quick to pass judgment, Harvey!

Ellie is beginning to show some signs of frustration, but Biggs is on the outside, clapping for her, and encouraging her to stay focused. The crowd starts an “ELLIE SUCKS! ELLIE SUCKS!” chant, which Ellie doesn't handle well at all. She covers her ears, trying to fade it out, and yells at the crowd that she doesn't suck, they do. All the while, she has her back turned to Alyssa, who manages to make it to her feet and gets behind Ellie, clubbing her in the back of the head before locking in an Octopus Stretch! Ellie is in significant pain as Alyssa stretches her out! However, despite the screaming, Ellie shows no signs of giving up, so Alyssa releases the hold, and pulls Ellie down for a Backslide Pin,
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Harvey: What a croc! Alyssa had Ellie pinned there, and Cyrus counted extremely slow! I was right, Chase! I was freakin' right about Cyrus' bias!

Chase: Cyrus had to make sure that the shoulders were still down between each count. Maybe he had a bad angle on it, and had to make sure!

Harvey: There's no justification for how long that took! Alyssa had Ellie down for at least a five count!

The crowd has a loud “BULLCRAP! BULLCRAP!” chant going, and Alyssa is up to argue with Cyrus again. Cyrus points to his referee shirt, implying that he's in charge, and what he says goes. Alyssa is pissed as she turns back towards Ellie, reaching down to pull her up, but Ellie reverses it into a Small Package,
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Ellie kicks out! At this point, Alyssa realizes the futility of arguing with Cyrus, instead keeping her focus on her opponent. She reaches down to pull Ellie up, giving her a few Clubbing Blows to the back on the way up before whipping her towards the ropes. On the rebound, she launches Ellie into the air with a Back Body Drop! Ellie holds her back in pain, and Biggs reaches in the ring and drags her out as Alyssa makes her way over. This draws loud boos from the crowd. Biggs is comforting his fiance, and Cyrus hasn't even bother to start the ten count.

Harvey: This match has descended into a farce, plain and simple! Cyrus isn't even counting Ellie out at all!

Biggs is trying to calm Ellie down on the outside as Alyssa looks on them with disgust, running to the opposite ropes to gain momentum, and leaping over the ropes for a Suicide Plancha! Biggs sees her coming and shoves Ellie out of the way, taking the move himself! The fans cheer loudly as Alyssa nails the move and gets right up, grabbing Ellie by the head and bouncing it off the apron a few times before rolling her back into the ring! Right as Ellie is in the ring, Cyrus begins the 10 count, “1.2.3.4.” Alyssa slides in after a very quick four count. She is annoyed by Cyrus' obvious bias, but stays focused, sitting her up and locking on a Crucifix Stretch!

Harvey: This is smart by Alyssa, because she knows Cyrus won't give her a fair count, but there's no way he can deny the submission!

Chase: She hasn't done enough to get the submission win right now!

Contrary to what Chase has said, Ellie is crying out loudly, and looks to be on the verge of tapping. However, before she can, Cyrus gives Alyssa a hard kick to the head, breaking the hold! The crowd is booing loudly as Cyrus pulls Alyssa back up and gives her the Straight to Hell! Ellie then crawls over and pins Alyssa
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Winner: Ellie

Paige: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Ellie!

Biggs slides into the ring as Depeche Mode's “Enjoy the Silence” blares over the speakers! He and Cyrus help Ellie up and raise her hands triumphantly! However, by this point, Hellfire has made his way down to the ring with a steel chair in hand, and clocks Biggs from behind first to take him out of the equation! The music stops as Ellie screams and ducks out of the ring as Hellfire then turns to Cyrus and decks him with the chair, sending him to the mat! Hellfire then mounts Cyrus and begins to pummel him mercilessly, obviously angered that Cyrus caused physical harm to Alyssa and cost her the match! The fans are in a frenzy as Hellfire goes to town on the crooked ref!

Chase: This is uncalled for! The match is over! Hellfire has no business attacking the ref!

Harvey: Sure he does! Cyrus not only screwed Alyssa out of the match, but he got physically involved as the referee! That's not what a good ref does!

Ellie helps Biggs up to his feet on the outside, while in the ring, Cyrus tries to wriggle his way out of the beating he's receiving at the hands of Hellfire K.I.D.! He manages to squirm towards the ropes, and Biggs and Ellie get a hold of his arms, dragging him out of the ring! “Somebody Help Me” blares over the speakers as Hellfire helps Alyssa to her feet. The couple glares out at the Axis of Awesome as they make their way up the ramp. The fans cheer loudly for Alyssa and Hellfire and we go backstage

[President Jeff]

We go backstage with Cindy Shannon standing in front of a camera

Cindy Shannon: Well APW fans I’ve got a treat for you tonight, I’m here with APW’s newest sensation the man who in just a little while will step into the ring with Level One… Bryan Payne.

The camera pans out away from Shannon to show Bryan standing next to her. His shades are pressed tightly up against his face and the little ever present smirk as though he’s in on some secret joke stays there as Cindy looks over at him for and then resumes talking.

Cindy: Bryan there have been a few charges thrown around lately between yourself and Level One.. both of you seem to think the other is over hyped and hasn’t really lived up to expectations lately. The difference is, as Level One stated… he’s had the hardware you haven’t.

Payne: Cindy, that’s a good point. But let’s talk about the titles that I’ve had that he hasn’t had… if we’re going down that road. I don’t seem to recall Level One EVER holding the Global Championship, the Silverweight Title, or the Blood and Guts Title… all of which I’ve held. What belts he’s cheap shot and cheated his way to getting aren’t work for his resume… it’s a running joke that everyone seems to be slowly realizing has been played on them. Level One is the greatest fluke to ever hit this company, this business or the Experts itself, and the criminal part about it is that he EVER won the True Expert Title to begin with.

Cindy: And what about his charge that he’s already beaten you twice?

Payne: Wow, I think he must have had a few too many knocks to the head there Cindy. He did pin me during the gauntlet match for the True Expert contender ship with the aid of a handful of tights and a fast count… I’ll admit that. But the only other time we were ever inside the ring together was at Survive and Conquer where I kicked his ass around the cage until he ran away like a little girl. He got out, I stayed in with three other guys and he realized then that he’d been shown up and that’s why he came back down to interfere in match he was no longer a part of. But that’s not really a surprise Cindy is it? I mean that’s standard operating procedure for Level One. I mean this guy never saw a fair fight he wanted any part of.

Cindy: And what about your critics who say that all of this is just a show? That you’re just moonlighting here in APW for a short time?

Payne: That they obviously haven’t read their history. My leaving Sin City Wrestling wasn’t a promotional stunt. Unlike Level One the people around me aren’t expendable. My Manger was killed in a car crash and I admit… afterwards I was not the same guy for a while. It took me a while but I worked my back and now here I am again, ready willing and able to regain everything that I lost in that moment. And surprise surprise, standing in my way is yet someone else calling me the new guy… the ‘rookie’ Why am I the ignorant one One? When every other syllable out of your mouth is horse shit? Please, you’ve got nothing to stay but thirty minutes of garbage in which you try to run me down to a national televised audience. I mean who are you trying to convince here One?

Bryan laughed a little bit and shook his head from side to side.

Cindy: Well… he can’t answer that Bryan… he’s not here, this is YOUR interview.

Bryan: Well you can ask him that when you see him ok?

Cindy: Er… I’ll let you do that.

Bryan: Fair enough fair enough. So they tell me you’re a real ball buster Cindy?

Cindy (blinking with a look of faint shock on her features): W-what?!

Bryan: Yeah, that you make it your mission to walk back here and enjoy smashing them to pieces when the ask you out.

Cindy: I never…

Bryan (laughing): It’s ok it’s ok… sorry. Anything else you want to ask me about Cindy?

Cindy: I… well…

Bryan held up his hand and grinned just a bit reaching over to slip the microphone out of her hand leaving her standing still with a bit of a shell shocked expression on her face.

Bryan: Well, Cindy that was the sound of your Payne cherry breaking. We like to call this bit where I steal a few seconds of air time while the person interviewing me stands there looking like a chimp at the zoo… easily confused with the Only Family Reunion slide show. I’m here with a very special message for Level One. I want him to know it comes from… deep deep down in my heart…. Hit it boys….

Music starts playing in the background and Bryan holds the microphone his shades pulled down slightly on his nose as he looks into the camera. The tune “Big Girls Don’t Cry” starts playing in the background

“Real men don’t cry… real men don’t cry…”
“Real men… they don’t cryieieie… (they don’t cry..)”

Behind Bryan half a dozen techs start dancing around behind him in very badly choreographed dance moves

“Real men don’t cry… (that’s why you’re second class..)”

“Your belt… said good byeieiei… (my oh my..)…
“But all the time… you just cried.. (gee I wonder why?)”

“(Level One) Could it be you’re all washed up?
“(Level One) You just had your last chance used up..
“(Level One) But we say why don’t you understand?
“REAL MEN DON’T CRY?!”

Behind Bryan the techs attempt to do spin kick turns and end up falling down like dominoes

“Real men… they don’t cryieieie… (they don’t cry..)”
“But all the time… you just cried.. (gee I wonder why)?”

“Yooou said… ‘I was screwwewwewwedd…’ (Hope he reached.)”
“Yoouu said….’they’re all foouhoools…’ (but you’re the big loser.)”

“(Level One) Shame on you, what have you done?”
“(Level One) Gone and whined and said nuh uuhh?!
“(Level One) We’re on our knees… singing remember please…”
“REAL MEN DON’T CRY!”

“Real men… they don’t cryieieie… (that’s why you’re toast..)”
“Reaaal men… they just try.. (instead of playing remember when..)”
“Real men don’t cry…. Real men don’t cry…”

The music fades down and Bryan looks back over his shoulders to a Cindy that is leaning back against the wall… mostly to get out of the way of the insane dancing techs, and nods.

Bryan: Thanks fellas… maybe…work on those turns… and Jake.. damn get some ice on that. See Cindy…. Wait where did she go?

He turns around to find her and brings her forward.

Bryan: See Cindy Level One has spent every waking minute since he lost that belt whining and complaining about how he never should have lost it instead of taking care of business the one place he could actually get something accomplished… he’s been playing find the chair and here’s my little knife with me. Tonight… you’re all going to get to see him cry again… Feel it!

We go back to ringside

[President Jeff]

Tony: The following contest is a triple threat debut match scheduled for one fall

The lights dim somewhat, with a few white lights pointing at the top of the ramp. ‘Out of My Way' by Seether begins, and the lights flash in beat with the slow start to the song. Then suddenly the music kicks in and “Out of my way!!” The lights flash back to full brightness and Kulev comes out from behind the curtain. He pauses for a few seconds, looking out at the crowd with a focused stare. “Out of my -- Way!” Kulev starts down the ramp

Tony: Introducing first, from Lafeyette, Louisianna, Kulev Mahu

.Just as the song gets to the chorus, Kulev gets into the ring and he gets to the far corner and gets up on the second rope, posing a bit. The music fades out as Kulev steps down from the ropes and awaits his opponents.

The camera pans around the arena, before panning to the entranceway as the intro to "8 Second Ride" by Chris LeDoux gallops through the sound system. A mixed reaction from the crowd doesn't appear to phase the man walking through the smoke to the top of the stage. Chet Watkins, equipped with cowboy hat, white t-shirt, jeans, and his black wrestling boots, stops for a moment, before sauntering down the rampway, pointing out to some of the fans, notably at a few voluptuous women, before walking up the stairs and stepping between the ropes.

Tony: Introducing the 2nd competitor, from Pine Bluffs, Wyoming, Chet Watkins!

Watkins steps up onto the middle turnbuckle, and points to the crowd as the chorus hits, with emphasis on the title of the song, before hopping down and stretching out on the ropes, removing his hat and shirt, and preparing for his final opponent to join him in the ring.

The lights pulse and as a steady heartbeat comes over the P.A. As the heartbeat becomes increasingly faster, so do the lights, turning from white to a deep shade of red. Finally, after about 7 seconds, the lights shut completely off, submerging the arena into inky darkness. Out of the darkness, Shots of an M-16 come from the P.A. After 21 rapid fire rounds, and HUGE fireball shoots from the front of the titan tron with a deafening BOOM!. "Violent Revolution" can be heard as Warzone walks out, looking like a man determined. the lights shoot around the stage, ring and arena, casting off a greenish camouflage-like light as he walks down the stage and into the ring, removing his trench coat.

Tony: And finally, from Chicago, Illinois, Alex Warman!

Harvey: A big opportunity for these three men here tonight at Mayhem

The three wrestlers are in their corner and the bell rings to kick off this match.

Chet Watkins Vs Kulev Mahu Vs Alex Warman


The bell sounds and Both Chet and Alex team up and go after Kulev. They take Kulev to the corner and pummeling him with punches. They punch him to the mat and then Alex grabs Chet from behind, spins him around and connects with a big right hand that sends Chet into the ropes. Alex chops Chet then gives him the Irish Whip, but Chet reverses it and Alex comes back and gets taken down with a huge power slam. Chet hooks the leg for the first cover in the match
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Harvey: Chet tried to end it early, but I think he forgot that there’s a third person in this match.

Chase: You can lose without being pinned in this match, those guys need to keep that in mind.

Kulev pulls Chet to his feet and chops him then throws him into the ropes, taking him down with a big boot to the face. Kulev turns his attention to Alex who is now on his feet and then gives him a forearm shot to the face, knocking him back to the corner. Kulev climbs the ropes and begins punching Alex in the head and the fans count with each punch

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Alex grabs Kulev by the legs, walks out of the corner and drops down, causing Kulev’s jaw to hit the top of the turn buckle. Chet grabs Alex around the waist and Alex elbows Chet in the head a few time to get himself free. Alex runs off the ropes and Chet goes to knee him in the gut, but Alex flips over Chet’s knee and rolls him up in a school boy
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Chet gets up and Alex kicks him and hooks his head for a DDT, but Kulev comes running and clotheslines Alex. Chet kicks Kulev in the gut and gives him a pump handle slam and covers
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Harvey: All these three guys are trying to impress everyone here tonight

Chase: To have a bright future in APW, your gonna have to give it their all and its showing tonight

Alex is getting to his feet and Chet goes to grab him, but Alex first with punches and then throws Chet to the corner. With Kulev getting up, Alex grabs him and goes to throw him into the same corner with Chet, but Kulev reverses it and Alex runs into Chet. Kulev runs and Avalanche splashes both guys in the corner. Alex falls to the mat and then Kulev grabs Chet and body slams him on top of Alex. Kulev rolls Chet out of the way and covers Alex
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Kulev picks Alex up and brings him to the corner and then gives him a few kicks. Chet is back up and grab behind, grabs Kulev around the waist and gives him a throwing German Suplex. Chet then grabs Alex who counters with a Jaw Breaker. Chet stumbles on his feet, holding his jaw and Alex jumps to the middle ropes and comes off with a cross body, but Chet catches up, lifts him over his shoulder and runs towards the turn buckle, driving Alex’s back into it. Chet then hooks Alex into the Tree of Woe.

Harvey: Alex is in major trouble here.

Chase; If Alex can’t get out of this, Chet and Kulev can fight one on one here.

Chet gives Alex some kicks to the chest and head and then climbs the ropes and comes down with an elbow to the groin of Alex. This causes Alex’s to get out of the Tree of Woe. Chet turns his attention to Kulev who comes running and takes Chet down with a spear. Kulev hooks the leg for the cover
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Kulev grabs Alex, picks him and sets him up for a fall away slam. Kulev waits for Chet to get up and as soon as he does, Kulev throws Alex into Chet with the Fall away slam. Chet rolls outside the ring. Kulev signals for the end. He grabs Alex and hooks him up, nailing the Wiccan Way (Perfect Plex) The ref slides in with the cover
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Chet and the ref begin to argue and Kulev comes over, reaches over the ropes, grabbing Chet and pulling up to the ring apron, but Chet grabs Kulev head and brings his throat down over the top rope. Chet gets into the ring, grabbing Kulev, throwing him into the ropes and connecting with a Spinebuster. With Chet now in control of the match, he grabs Kulev and picks him up for a vertical suplex and drops him. Chet covers
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Harvey: Kulev isn’t giving up.

Chase: This is these guys most important match here in APW, because a win can move them up the ranks.

Chet takes Kulev and brings him to the corner and lifts him up to the top rope. Chet then climbs up and lifts Kulev up on his shoulders.

Harvey: Looks like he’s going to give him the Samoan drop off the top rope.

Before Chet can do the move, Alex comes from behind and gives Chet a few shots to the back before putting his head between Chet’s legs. Alex pulls Chet away from the corner and then drops backwards, giving Chet an Electric Chair drop and Chet giving Kulev the Samoan drop. The APW Faithful jump to their feet with cheers.

Chase: I think the fans are liking these new additions to the APW roster.

With everyone down, catching their breath, Alex is first to his feet and goes after Chet, punching him to the ropes then throwing him into the opposite ropes. As Chet comes back, Alex kick him in the gut then gives him a swinging neck breaker. Kulev is starting to move and Alex grabs him and DDT’s him. Alex goes back to Chet, puts him in the corner and chops him. He then grabs Chet’s leg, and pulls him out of the corner. Chet hops on one leg and Alex takes Chet’s knee and gives him a Knee breaker drop and then locks in the figure 4 leg lock.

Harvey: If Chet submits here its over

With the hold in the center of the ring, Chet reaches for the ropes and he’s no where’s close. Chet fights the pain and Alex slowly pulls himself closer to the ropes. With the ref checking on Chet for the submisison, Alex grabs the second rope, applying more pressure and then legs go before the ref catches him. Chet finds the strength to pulls himself back to the middle of the ring and turns the hold over, causing pain to Alex. Kulev is up and drops a leg drop across the back of Alex’s head and the figure 4 is released. With Chet struggling to get up and holding his leg, Kulev grabs Chet from behind and locks in a standing dragon sleeper. Chet throws punches to Kulev’s head Chet gets out of it and then lifts him up in a firemans carry

Chase: Here it is, he calls this the Cheyenne Sunrise

Chet’s leg gives out and Kulev falls behind Chet and Kulev clubs him in the back of the neck, sending him down. Alex begins attacking Kulev from behind and Kulev is quick to push Alex off and takes Alex down with a standing dropkick. Alex rolls out of the ring and With the fans rallying behind Kulev, he turns around and Chet is there. He picks him up and nails him with the Cheyenne Sunrise (Marc Mero’s TKO). Chet makes the cover
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Winner: Chet Watkins

Chet celebrates as the ref raises his hand. Alex slides back into the ring and Chet quickly slides out. Though the match is over, Warzone demands a mic. Tony Ferrari throws him his mic. as warzone goes the ropes closest to the ramp.

Warzone: KULEV!

Kulev keeps walking

Warzone: KULEV!!!

Kulev stops, methodically walking toward the ring

Warzone: I told you I have something very special for you.... do you want it?

Kulev Mahu slowly walks up to the ring as Alex pulls something from his pocket.

Harvey: what is that?

Chase: It looks like a picture.

Warzone throws the picture out to ringside. Kulev looks confused, walking up to the photo and looks down at it. His eyes widen and his fist shaken as he bends down to pick it up. The camera pan down to tthe picture as we see its a picture of his daughter!

Harvey: is that Mahu's daughter?!

Chase: Oh my god!

Kulev gets a look of murderous rage as staff member mob the ring and ring side, preventing Kulev Mahu and Warzone to even be in the same sides.

Warzone: The war sirens have sung Kulev! The war sirens have sung!

Kulev leaded down the aisle by staff. We can hear one of them tell him "screw that scumbag, you daughters more important"

Harvey: Alex is a sick man!

Chase: I got to agree with you for once Darren.

As soon as Kulev leaves to the back, "Violent Revolution" plays as Warzone pushes himself through the staff, jumping through the ring ropes. He stops, noticing that Kulev didn’t take the picture with him. he bend down, picking it up. He looks around, sticking it in his pocket and walks.

We go to a commercial for the next APW PPV

TEST FOR THE BEST
JULY 4th
8 MEN
1 WINNER
WILL IT BE YOU?

[biggs]

Tony: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring from Chicago Illinois Jimmy Jazz!!!

A 2 second Jazz tune followed by Hero by Skillet
Entrance Details: The Lights Dim and a smooth but short jazz tune plays. The music stops the lights come back on and suddenly Hero by skillet hits and then pyro comes from underneath the stage. Jazz comes out with Shana and Meursault and struts to the ramp then stops, shrugs his shoulders, and lowers his arms then quickly raises them. He rubs his hands together as he approaches the ring. He slides in and raises his arms and the crowd boos loud. He jumps up and wipes his face as his music lowers and eventually cuts off.

Harvey: This match was born out of a contest between these two men a couple of weeks ago, where both men were so intent on beating the living snot out of each other that it led to a double countout! However, this match is falls count anywhere, so there must be a winner tonight!

Tony: And his opponent making his way to the ring from Boston Massachusetts Crazy Joe!!!

As The Seed by The Roots plays, Crazy Joe pops out from behind the curtain. He looks around, takes a deep breath and raises his arm. He walks down the ramp towards the ring, eyes centered on the ring. He slowly walks up the stairs, then quickly hops over the ropes.

Jimmy Jazz vs. Crazy Joe
Falls Count Anywhere

The bell sounds to start off the match as both Jazz & Joe walk to the middle of the ring and stare each other down. The stare down stops and the punches start as both men exchange shots in the middle of the ring until Jazz gets the upper hand with a right hand to Joe grabbing him as he whips him into the ropes. Joes hooks the top rope stopping himself from going anywhere as Jazz charges at Joe who ducks and pulls the top rope down as Jazz goes flying over the ropes and out to the floor.

Harvey: Jimmy Jazz was too quick to go after Joe and paid the price for it.

Joe turns around as Jazz slowly gets to his feet Joes fakes like he’s going to leap over the top rope as Jazz moves away. Joe instead kicks Jazz through the ropes as he goes out to the floor landing in front of Jazz who again lands on the floor. Joe does a quick pose for the crowd before turning and picking up Jazz as he whips Jazz into the barricade as Jazz crashes back first into the barricade Joe charges at Jazz but Jazz ducks and sends Joe up and over the barricade but Joe manages to grab hold of the barricade keeping his balance as Jazz turns around and Joe grabs him with a head scissors Joe tries to complete the move by flipping Jazz but Jazz counters and instead sends Joe crashing to the floor chest first

Chase: Joe tried to pull off a nice flip but Jazz caught him with a stiff counter.

Jazz pulls Joe to his feet as he connects with a chop getting a whoooo from the crowd as he chops Joe again before whipping Joe into the barricade as Joe crashes back first into the barricade Jazz charges at Crazy Joe and sends him over the barricade and into the crowd with a clothesline as the crowd boos Jazz as he climbs over the barricade and into the crowd. Jazz picks up Joe who nails Jazz with an elbow to the gut before sanding Jazz up as he connects with a chop to Jazz. Joe grabs a cup from a fan and throws the contents of the cup into Jazz’s face blinding him for the moment. Joe then grabs Jazz and whips him into a wall as Jazz collides face first with the wall. Joe walks over and picks up Jazz whose starting to get his vision back as he counters Joe with a jaw breaker Jazz gets up as Joe is still feeling the effects of the jawbreaker as Jazz charges at Joe and connects with Nirvana, putting Joe on the floor as he quickly goes for a cover 1
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Harvey: Jimmy Jazz almost had Joe with Nirvana but Joe kicked out just in time.

Jimmy gets to his feet and argues with the referee for a moment before turning his attention back to Joe whose getting to his feet Jazz grabs Joe and looks like he’s going to DDT Joe on the floor but Joe counters with a Northern Lights Suplex, 1
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Chase: I was sure Jimmy wasn’t going to be coming back from that. Now Joe has got to be wondering what he’s got to do to put down Jazz.

Joe gets up and ask the referee if it was a two count and he says ye Joe shoves the referee who shoves Joe back and into Jazz as he turns Joe around picking him up and placing him onto his shoulders as he walks back over towards the barricade. Jazz picks Joe off his shoulders and presses him as he drops Joe throat first onto the barricade as Joe falls over the barricade and back towards the ring. Jazz follows him climbing back over the barricade towards the ring. Jazz picks up Joe and throws him shoulder first into the ring post as Joe’s shoulder crashes hard into the ring post Joe staggers away from the ring post holding his right shoulder as Jazz spins him around grabbing the ring shoulder as he connects with a single arm DDT causing more problems for Joe with the shoulder

Harvey: It looks like jimmy has finally gotten to Joe as he’s clutching his shoulder. Joe’s shoulder could be separated or even worse.

Jimmy kicks Joe in the head before going under the ring as he pulls a table out and starts to set up the table. Joe slowly gets to his feet as Jazz quickly strikes Joe with a right hand to the shoulder as Joe crumbles to the floor in pain again. Jazz gets the table set up finally as he picks Joe up and tosses him onto the table. Jazz climbs up onto the table as he pulls Joe up to his feet but Joe counters with a low blow as Jazz falls to his knees on the table as Joe rolls off the table and pulls it closer towards the ring apron

Harvey: What the hell is Joe doing?

Chase: Well, they don't call him Crazy Joe for nothing!

Joe pulls Jazz off the table and tosses him onto the apron as Joe climbs onto the apron with Jazz pulling him to his feet Joe gets Jazz to his feet as he sets Jazz up for a piledriver Joe pulls Jazz up and sets him in position for the piledriver as he takes a step off the apron before the two of them crash through the table as the crowd goes crazy. After a few moments we see Joe roll Jazz off of him as he cover Jazz and the referee makes the count, 1
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Winner: Crazy Joe

Tony: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Crazy Joe!

Harvey: What a match! Both of these men pulled out all the stops, but in the end, Crazy Joe was just that much tougher, pulling out the victory even after going through a table!

Chase: That was one heck of a fight, I'll give them that!

The ref and trainers are out to help both men up, and as soon as Crazy Joe is to his feet, the ref raises his arm in victory! Joe winces in pain a bit as the ref does this, but basks in his win, despite the pain!

[biggs]

Tony: The following contest is the Six-Man Elimination Tag Match, which will go until one team has been completely eliminated!

The fans cheer at the announcement, and "The Destination Is There" booms over the PA system, and the fans boo their lungs out as "The Excellent Gordie" Gordon Heath appears from behind the curtain, with "The Showstopper" Shaun Kilgore, Craig “Senior” Mueller, and George Dunpork following behind him. They taunt and laugh at the fans, with Shaun daring several ringside fans to try and hit him.

Tony: Making their way to the ring first, accompanied by “The Excellent Gordie” Gordon Heath, at a combined weight of 796 pounds, “The Showstopper” Shaun Kilgore and the Sports Nutz, The Greatness!

Shaun, Craig, and George continue to mock the crowd on their way down the ramp, but as they do so, they are jumped from behind by the Red Shield Mafia! Mannie is wielding a Singapore Cane, while Diamante Valentine has a baseball bat, and J.R. Kingston is content with a good ol' fashioned steel chair! Damien Walker grabs “The Excellent Gordie” by the scruff of the neck, and tosses him off the ramp headfirst into the barricade! The fans are booing extremely loud at this point!

Chase: It looks like The Red Shield Mafia doesn't want to wait to fight here tonight!

Harvey: It's not that they can't wait to fight, it's that they want to get an unfair advantage over their opponents here tonight!

Chase: Well, the bell hasn't rung yet, so this is all legal!

Mannie is working over the back of Shaun Kilgore with the Cane, while Kingston bashes the chair over Dunpork! Nero gives Mueller a couple of solid hits from the bat before pulling him back up to his feet and choking him with the bat as he heads towards the ring! Walker follows closely behind, and rolls into the ring as Valentine shoves Mueller up against the ring post! Walker gets down on his belly and holds the arms of Mueller, allowing Valentine to swing for the fences mercilessly! He nails Mueller hard in the gut with two home run swings before rolling him into the ring! Walker slides out as Nero slides in, and the ref calls for the bell while the rest of the members of both teams are still brawling on the outside, DING! DING! DING!

The Greatness vs. The Red Shield Mafia

Harvey: Don't tell me that the ref's actually going to let this match start with all the chaos that's going on outside the ring!

Chase: The fact is that two legal men are in the ring, so that match starts!

Valentine quickly goes for a pin, 1
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Eliminated: Craig Mueller

Harvey: And just like that, we have our fist elimination.

Chase: It looks like the pre-emptive strike from the Red Shield Mafia is already paying dividends!

Before Valentine can even react, Dunpork rushes into the ring, and takes him down with the Quarterback Sack, laying his substantial girth right over the shoulders of Valentine, covering him for the 1
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Eliminated: Diamante Valentine

Harvey: And with that, we're back to even numbers!

Chase: Dunpork absolutely drilled Valentine, and then used his weight to his advantage! Who knew being such an overweight slob would be to his advantage!

At this point, Walker is yelling instructions to Kingston and Mannie to get into the ring, to double team Dunpork! Right as Dunpork gets up to his feet after the pin, they're on him like jackals, viciously clubbing him with rights and lefts, bringing him down to one knee! The ref is yelling for one of them to exit the ring, and begins the five count! Mannie begrudgingly follows the refs instructions, and steps out onto the apron as Kilgore and Gordon begin to come to on the outside. Kingston continues his assault on Dunpork, wearing him down some more before pulling him up by the head and shoving him into the corner! He then lifts Dunpork into a seated position on the top rope, and then pulls him onto his shoulders, yelling for Mannie to tag himself in before taking a few steps away from the corner with Dunpork still on his shoulders! Mannie tags himself in and climbs to the top, leaping off to deliver a liver-quivering Backstabber off the top rope!

Chase: Code Red! They just hit with the Code Red on Dunpork! He's done for sure!

Mannie's rubbing his knees a bit as he goes for the cover, 1
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Harvey: Those elbow drops don't seem to be having too much effect on Dunpork!

Chase: Well what do you expect!? Dunpork has a rather ample gut, so he has plenty of padding for his midsection!

Kingston goes for a cover, but doesn't even get a one count! He curses under his breath, but motions for Dunpork to get up! George Dunpork is a little slow getting to his feet, but as he gets up, Kingston runs at him like a Freight Train, Clotheslining Dunpork with such force that it sends both of them over the ropes and spilling to the outside! Dunpork lands on his shoulder, while Kingston falls flat on his back, winding him a bit! The ref begins the mandatory 10 count as Walker tries to encourage Kingston to get up!

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By this point, Shaun Kilgore has made it up to his feet on the ramp, and dashes towards the ring as Young Mannie hops off the apron. Dunpork and Kingston are stirring, but neither one is making their way up quite yet.

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Mannie is making his way towards his teammate, looking to help him up, but Kilgore slides into the ring, keeps running, and dives through the ropes, taking Mannie out with a Suicide Dive! The fans pop at the move, but now all four men are laid out on the arena floor!

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Harvey: This isn't looking good for either Dunpork or Kingston, as both of them are still not yet to their feet!

Chase: They're gonna get counted out!

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Kingston is pushing himself up, while Dunpork reaches up and grabs a hold of the apron to pull himself up!

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Kingston is up to one knee, while Dunpork is about halfway up pulling himself up!

10! DING! DING! DING!

Eliminated: George Dunpork and J.R. Kingston

Harvey: With neither man being able to answer the 10 count to get back in the ring, both Dunpork and Kingston are eliminated!

Chase: That means we're down to one-on-one now! Shaun Kilgore and Young Mannie for all the marbles!

The ref restarts the 10 count, applying it to Kilgore and Mannie this time.

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Kilgore gets up to his feet, and grabs Mannie by the head to pull him up!

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On the way up, Mannie gives his opponent a hard slug to the gut, and pops up to a vertical base, bouncing Kilgore's head off the apron before rolling him back into the ring, and sliding in himself! Mannie knows it's too early to get the win with a pin, but he goes for a cover anyways, hoping to force Kilgore to expend some energy, 1
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Harvey: Mannie's drawn blood here, causing Kilgore's nose to bleed! He may have broken is nose!

Chase: Whether it's broken or merely bloody, the fact is that with Kilgore's nose bleeding like that can only help Mannie, as it makes it harder for Kilgore to breath! Good strategy by Mannie!

Mannie continues to attempt to strike Kilgore's face, but Kilgore is protecting it quite well. Mannie dismounts, and pulls Kilgore up to his feet, giving him a few Kicks to the midsection on the way up! Once Kilgore is up to his feet, Mannie whips him towards the ropes! Kilgore reverses it, sending Mannie to the ropes instead, but on the rebound, Mannie drills him with a hard Lariat! Kilgore's a bit loopy as he gets back to his feet, allowing Mannie to pull him in and hit with a Cradle DDT! Mannie goes for a pin, 1
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Harvey: This match has been all Young Mannie since Kingston and Dunpork were eliminated!

Chase: Well, you could say that this match has been all the Red Shield Mafia since they got the jump on The Greatness early on!

Mannie stays focused, showing no signs of frustration as he gets back up and reaches down to grab Kilgore by the head! Kilgore swings his leg up and kicks Mannie on the crown of the head, sending him falling back! Kilgore uses this opportunity to get to his feet, and both him and Mannie get up at roughly the same time. Kilgore pulls Mannie in by the arm, and launches him with a Release Belly-to-Belly Suplex! Mannie gets back up to receive another Release Belly-to-Belly! Finally, Kilgore gets behind Mannie as he makes his way back up to his feet, and nails a Bridging German Suplex, pinning Mannie's shoulders to the mat, 1
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Chase: Mannie almost caught Kilgore there!

By this point, Gordon Heath has gotten back up and is pounding on the apron for Kilgore to stay focused! Walker is also on the outside, shouting instructions towards Mannie! Both men in the ring are up at the same time, and Kilgore goes for a Short Clothesline, but Mannie ducks under and turns around to surprise Kilgore with a Super Kick! The echo of the shot can be heard throughout the arena, and he goes for a pin, 1
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Kilgore gets the shoulder up just in time!

Harvey: That Super Kick came out from nowhere, but it wasn't enough to keep Shaun Kilgore down!

Chase: The self-proclaimed “Showstopper” almost had his show stopped right there!

Mannie stays on the attack, pulling Kilgore up and whipping him into the corner, following up with a Body Splash! As Kilgore is dazed, Mannie pulls him up to the top rope, and clutches Kilgore around the waist, leaping off and delivering the Super Island Driver! (Sitout Side Powerslam) Kilgore's back hits the mat hard, but rather than going for the cover, Mannie makes his way back towards the turnbuckle, and climbs up it, pantomiming smoking a blunt before leaping off for a Double Foot Stomp! However, Kilgore rolls out of the way, and the velocity with which Mannie's feet land on the mat causes him to tweak his knee a bit! As Mannie holds his knee in pain, Kilgore pops up and gives him a Hiptoss, pulling off a Neckbreaker as Mannie is in midair, hitting with the F'N Neckbreaker! Mannie's neck is now in pain as Kilgore pulls him up by the arm, and drags him in for a Short Arm Clothesline! Kilgore keeps a hold of Mannie's arm, pulling him back up and delivering another Short Arm Clothesline! The Showstopper pulls it off two more times before pulling Mannie back up and pulling him in for a Fallaway Slam! Mannie goes flying across the ring, and hits the mat with such velocity that he ends up rolling out beneath the bottom rope, hitting the floor hard! Damien Walker goes over to check on Mannie, pulling him up to his feet as Kilgore grabs a hold of the top rope, slingshotting himself up and springing off the top rope to take both men out with a Springboard Spinning Wheel Kick to the Outside! The fans come to their feet and cheer for the reckless maneuver!

Harvey: What a move by Shaun Kilgore there! He's willing to do whatever it takes to win this match!

Chase: And Mannie somehow isn't? Seriously, Harv, aren't most wrestlers willing to do whatever it takes, unless their name is Pence Weatherlight?

Harvey: Don't be takin' cheap shots at our champion!

Kilgore is on fire, giving Mannie a few stomps as the ref counts away. Kilgore quickly rolls in and out of the ring to break the count, but unfortunately for him, as he reaches down to pull Mannie up, he receives a hard punch to the gut, hunching over in pain!

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This allows Mannie to get up and bounce Kilgore's head off the apron, causing him to fall backwards!

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Mannie then rushes up to the apron, and springs off the middle rope, performing a picture perfect Asai Moonsault that catches Kilgore as he tries to get to his feet! The fans are in awe of the move, but boo Mannie none the less!

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Mannie scowls at the fans as he rolls Kilgore back into the ring and goes for a cover, 1
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Kilgore kicks out! Mannie goes right back to attacking the nose, giving Kilgore some hard Forearm Shots before going for another cover, 1
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Kilgore kicks out again! Mannie can be heard yelling “Just stay down!” as the fans begin to clap and cheer for Kilgore!

Chase: Why are these idiots in the crowd cheering for Kilgore!?

Harvey: Well, despite his dirty tactics, Kilgore is surprisingly popular with the fans!

A loud “KILGORE! KILGORE! KILGORE!” chant is going amongst the Tacoma crowd, and its starting to get to Mannie! Gordon Heath leads the crowd in the chant on the outside as Mannie reaches down to pull Kilgore up! Kilgore pulls him down, going for a Quick Roll Up, 1
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Mannie rolls his shoulder out! Kilgore motions that this one is almost over, raising his hand in the air and signaling for the Ender! As Mannie gets to his feet, Kilgore reaches down and applies the Iron Claw, but before he can lift him up, Mannie gets a boot up to hunch him over! Mannie then pulls Kilgore in, and lifts him into a Vertical Suplex position, looking to go for the Death By Mannie! He nails it, spiking Kilgore's head into the mat, and going for the pin, 1
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Kilgore somehow kicks out!

Chase: That was Mannie's finisher! How did Kilgore not stay down!

Harvey: Well, just like Mannie, Kilgore has a strong will to win, and he's not going down without a fight!

Mannie can't believe what just happened, but stays focused, pulling Kilgore back up and putting him in position for another DBM. Before Mannie can hoist him up, though, Kilgore gives him a few punches to the gut and shoves him off, grabbing him with the Iron Claw and lifting him up to deliver The Ender! Kilgore goes for the pin, 1
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Young Mannie kicks out of The Ender!

Harvey: Oh my gosh! Young Mannie just kicked out of Shaun Kilgore's finisher as well!

Chase: Both of these men have got to wondering what it's going to take for them to beat the other!

Kilgore doesn't take his focus off of Mannie for a second, giving him a few nasty punches to the side of the head before pulling him back up and locking on the Iron Claw once more, lifting a dazed Mannie up for another Ender! This time, he hooks both legs, 1
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3! DING! DING! DING!

Winners: The Greatness

Tony: Here are your winners, by pinfall, Shaun Kilgore, George Dunpork, and Craig Mueller, The Greatness!

Kilgore stands in the middle of the ring victorious as “The Destination is There” plays! “The Excellent Gordie” Gordon Heath joins him in the ring and raises his hand high in the air as Damien Walker pulls Mannie out of the ring and begins to help him up the ramp.

Harvey: Well that was one of the darnedest Elimination Tag Matches I've seen in some while. The eliminations came fast and furious early on, but in the end, it came down to Young Mannie and Shaun Kilgore, both of whom should be commended for their efforts here tonight!

Chase: Unfortunately the Red Shield Mafia's brilliant tactics at the beginning of the match didn't pay off, as Shaun Kilgore secured the victory for The Greatness!

[biggs]

Tony: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and is a hardcore match for the APW Xtreme Championship! Making his way to the ring from Philadelphia Pennsylvania Jim Steel!!!

Fireworks erupt and Jim Steel runs through them as AC/DC's "Thunderstruck" plays, and hits the ring carrying a steel chair. Fans give mixed reaction to him.

Tony: And his opponent from Fort Lauderdale Florida, "The Lone Wolf" Michael Lively!!!

AFI's "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. Lively then begins to walk the ramp to the music, rolls into the ring, walks to the ropes in between two ring posts, climbs the second, leaning against the top, holding his title in the air, as snow falls around him, and the ring glows blue. Lively drops down strike the pose again embracing the overwhelming boo's from the crowd.

Michael Lively vs. "Hardcore" Jim Steel
APW Extreme Championship

The bell sounds as both Lively & Steel meet in the middle of the ring as we see the height difference between the two men. Lively nails Steel with a right hand as Steel fires back with one of his own knocking Lively to the mat. Lively gets to his feet and gets knocked down once again by Steel before steel picks Lively up as he tosses him into the corner. Steels charges at the corner but Lively moves out of the way as Steel collides chest first into the corner Lively grabs Steel from behind as he connects with a DDT. Lively covers Steel quickly 1
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Darren Harvey: That had to hurt. Steel just tossed Lively like he was a fly.

Steel gets to his feet as Lively does the same. Steel connects with a boot to the face of Lively putting him back on the mat. Steels uses his foot covering the chest of Lively 1
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Lively pushes the foot off of him as Steel gets upset picking Lively up but Lively counters with a jawbreaker to Steel. Lively follows it up with a dropkick to Steel as the big man is still standing.

Johnny Chase: What’s it going to take to bring this big man down?

Lively looks as Steel in disgust as he finally has had enough and chop blocks Steel from behind bringing the big man down to a knee. Lively grabs Steel and bulldogs him into the mat as he rolls him over and makes the cover 1
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Darren Harvey: Lively thought he had the three count there but he was a bit off.

Lively picks up Steel but Steel shoves Lively away from him as Lively bounces off the ropes Steel catches Lively off the ropes and connects with a Tilt-a-Whirl Backbreaker! As Lively shows the pain shooting through his body, Steel follows up with the pin 1
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Chase: We almost had a new Xtreme Champion there!

Harvey: I'll be honest, I wouldn't mind seeing that happen at all!

Steel gets upset with the referee and argues with him about the count as Lively slowly gets to his feet. Lively grabs Steel turning him around as he connects with a forearm shot to Steel. Lovely connects with a second forearm shot before bouncing off the ropes as Steel goes for a clothesline but Lively ducks it and hits the ropes a second time Lively comes off the ropes a second time and connects with a neck breaker. Lively grabs a hold of the Steel Chair that Steel brought with him to the ring, smashing Steel in the face well over a dozen times, with each shot echoing through the arena! Steel looks to be out cold as Lively continues to pummel him with the chair!

Harvey: That has got to be at least 20 chair shots from Lively there! The ref should stop this one!

Chase: This is an Xtreme Championship match! There shouldn't be any stoppages!

Steel is wearing the crimson mask as Lively throws the chair down into the mat. Lively then grabs Steel, setting him up near a corner as he climbs up to the top rope. Lively leaps off the top rope and connects with the Prelude into a cover as the referee makes the count, 1
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3! DING! DING! DING!

Winner: Michael Lively

Tony: Your winner of the match, by pinfall, and still the APW Xtreme Champion, "The Lone Wolf" Michael Lively!

"Misseria Cantare" begins to play again as the ref hands Lively his APW Xtreme Title Belt and raises his arm in victory as the crowd boos the cocky champion vehemently!

[color=Harvey: It may not have been long, but it sure was violent, particularly the ending there, where Lively lit Jim Steel up just about two dozen steel chair shots to the face! That was brutal![/color]

Chase: Jim Steel is going to need more than a few Advils to deal with the headache he's going to have once he comes to!

Lively strikes the JESUS pose in the middle of the ring as another hype video for Test for the Best is shown.

[biggs]

Harvey: Now, ladies and gentlemen, do we have a match for you, one of our three main event matches here tonight. Sally Talfourd and Leila Farrahi have lost none of the disdain they held for one another coming into the APW, and now they have their chance to settle their differences.

Chase: That's right Darren, here's one match that I've been looking forward to beyond the obvious reasons. I think this match is going to surprise a few people tonight.

Harvey: You're not wrong Johnny. This is a match the two women have been headed towards for just short of a year now. And I for one can't wait to see how this ends.

The lights cut out, and the crowd's attention is captured in a moment. A blue hue comes over the fans, and the cheers start already. 'Starstrukk' by 3OH!3 hits the speakers, but the crowd just about drowns the music out. As the song bursts to life, out races Sally Talfourd from out the back, racing to the front of the stage. She stops, stands there, taking it all in. The crowd is on their feet for her. Raising her hands to the crowd, she kicks her leg and heads towards the ring, slapping hands with the crowd that hangs over the rails for her. She makes the ring, rolls underneath the ropes and comes up on her knees in the centre of the ring. She waits, again, taking in the crowd as the lights come up. She jumps to her feet and darts up the corner to pose for the crowd. Flashes of photos go off before she comes down, raises her hand once more in thanks, then turns her attention back to the stage.

The arena returns to a murmur, Sally walking around in the ring, doing her stretches. Then 'Astronaut' by Amanda Palmer comes over the arena, the lights fading down low. Suddenly a green light envelopes the crowd, who erupt into a chorus of boos as Leila Farrahi walks out to the stage. At the top of the ramp she stands, looks out over the crowd then down at Sally. She looks up above her, mouths some words, then raises her hands slightly as the lights return to normal. She walks down to the ring, ringing her hands as she goes; focused on the match, ignoring the nobodies boo-ing her as she passes them. She walks up the steps, through to the ring and looks to the skies and again speaks some words. After a moment's pause, she casts a mocking look over the crowd before she finally meets Sally's stares. The two stand there, neither willing to break off. Leila removes her khimar, folds it over and hands it to the official. She flicks her hair out a few times then rolls her shoulders over a few times. Both women's eye are still locked, and the ref intervenes, turning Sally and sending her to one corner. Leila makes her way to the opposite as Tony Ferrari takes centre-ring.

Tony: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall. In this corner, weighing in at one-hundred and forty pounds, standing five-foot ten inches, hailing from Seattle, Washington: this is Sally Talfourd!

Sally takes a few steps forward to the centre of the ring, raises her hand to the crowd's cheers. She mouth something to Leila, points at the mat, and takes a few steps back. Leila ignores her as she walks up and down her side of the ring.

Tony: One in the opposite corner, weighing in at one-hundred and thirty pounds, standing in at five-foot seven inches, hailing from Tehran, Iran: this is Leila Farrahi!

Leila takes step forward as the jeers start up, the crowd not very appreciative of Leila and her recent actions. She stares Sally down once more as Tony Ferrari exits, leaving the ref to pat the women down. He goes over Sally no problem, who throws some more words Leila's way. When the ref goes to pat Leila down, he has second thoughts. She barks at him to get away, and he just calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Leila Farrahi vs Sally Talfourd

Both women walk out of their corner, straight to the centre of the ring, The go toe-to-toe, measuring each other up. Sally says some words. Leila joins in, and they are nose-to-nose. Sally raises her hands and backs off with a smile when she's happy getting under Leila's skin. They start to circle each other, then quickly lock up. There's a struggle for the advantage, Sally starts to leverage Leila back before Leila breaks off the holds and walks away. Sally is left in the centre of the ring, hands on her hips and smiling. Sally yells something Leila's way, which only sees Leila step back into the centre and into a slap across the face.

Leila reels back, but darts back in, arms round the waist of Sally, quick to get behind Sally, then slams her down into the mat. Leila holds the lock around Sally's waist, Sally is desperate to get free and off the mat. She scrambles towards the ropes, rolls over, onto her side, sits up. Leila is still attached. Sally makes the ropes, pulls herself into them. The ref calls the count, Leila is off at the 3 and backs off with her hands raised. Sally is up to her feet and looks to Leila with a grin and a nod of recognition. Leila stares holes into her head, then sends some words her way. Sally smiles back at Leila, then starts to roll her arms over.

Harvey: The intense hatred between these two is evident!

Chase: Well, these two have been going at it for the better part of a year! In a feud like that, you don't just sorta dislike your opponent, you know?

The women start to circle the ring again, then lock up. Sally to an arm wringer, arm round the back, into a headlock, pulls Leila down to the mat, holding the lock. Side headlock take down by Sally. Leila tries to force Sally off with forearms, then rolls back far enough gets Sally's shoulders down. 1
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Kick out. Leila works both of them to their feet, though still in the headlock. She backs into the ropes. Leila tries to push off, Sally skids down to the mat, holding onto Leila and bringing her down with her. Sally pulls Leila back to her feet. Attempt at a suplex from Leila, but Sally weights forward, falls down and rolls over the mat, holding the headlock and dragging Leila down with her. Both now back down on the mat. Leila forces her way up again, both are on their feet. Leila finally pushes Sally off, into the ropes, but Sally is back with a shoulder block, sending Leila back down to the mat. The fans are chanting Sally's name by this point!

Harvey: And a thunderous Shoulder Block from Sally there! This Tacoma crowd is firmly behind her!

Chase: Well, it is her home state. Still, Biggs didn't get this reaction here in Washington!

Leila is up and put straight back into a headlock by Sally. Headlock takeover by Sally, Leila back down on the mat. Leila struggles to get free, rolls further over again, gets a pin on Sally. 1
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Kick out. Leila works her way up and get Sally with a blow to the gut. Leila backs into the ropes, pushes Sally off. But Sally holds the lock, skids back down to the mat, and here we are yet again. Leila in a headlock, Sally in control. Leila works her way back up to the feet again, pushes Sally back into the corner. The ref calls for Sally to let go of the lock. She lets go at the 3, arms raised. Leila backs out quickly, a look of anger and frustration so far that she's being out wrestled. Leila backs away as she stares down Leila, Sally checks her hair with the free moment.

Chase: What disrespect from Sally Talfourd there, checking her hair in the middle of a match! This is a beauty pageant, this is wrestling!

Sally comes out the corner, and Leila is in for a quick lock around the waist. Reversed, and Sally has Leila locked up from behind. Straight up into another headlock. Another side headlock take down. Leila, stuck again, pulls at Sally's hair, lets go at the 4. Back to their feet. Leila forces Sally's arms up and over, quick as a flash is around her waist from behind. Sally's quicker, reverses and is behind. Leila whips around with an elbow, straight to Sally's jaw. She goes reeling. Leila into the ropes and shoulder blocks Sally to the mat. Back to the ropes, off them. Sally rolls out the way on Leila's first pass, the is up when Leila comes off the ropes a second time, and takes her to the mat with a high hip lock. Sally quickly pulls out Leila's arm as she is back-down on the mat, ties up her arm in a short arm scissors. Leila tries to free her arm to no avail. Pulls Sally's hair, lets go at the 4. Leila's shoulders are down, 1
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Leila, still in the scissors, nips up, and over onto her knees, Sally, stuck with the hold, has her shoulders down. 1
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out with a reverse, rolling back over and back to the original position with the scissors. Leila's shoulders down 1
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shoulder up. Leila pulls Sally's hair. Lets go at the 4 again. Leila rolls up, reverses again, Sally's shoulders down. 1
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out. Sally with another reverse, rolls over back to the starting position. Leila reverses again, rolls over, forgets the pin by quickly scooping Sally up with her free arm, showing off her strength. Goes to slam her down, Sally leveraged over her shoulder, pulls Leila down into a sunset flip pin. 1
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Harvey: A lot of near falls right there!

Chase: These two know each other so well that they are extremely evenly matched!

Leila out of the pin, up, and turns into a headlock from Sally. Side headlock takeover again sends Leila back to the mat. Leila slams the mat with her free arm, a sign of frustration. Sally's face shows the determination she's carrying this match. Sally tightens the lock. Back to their feet. Leila drives Sally to the corner, hard. Ref calls for Sally to let go. Sally is off at the 2 and the ref forces his way between them. Leila reaches over, striking Sally with fists to the face. The ref is out of the way, and the women are blow for blow until Sally wraps an arm around Leila's head, spins her into the corner and hist her with forearms. Leila out, beats Sally back to the corner with chops. Sally shields herself, then gets an arm around Leila's head, hooks a leg over hers. Leila wraps her arms around Sally's waist, and we're at a stand still with the ref trying to break it up.

Harvey: We're at a stand still, with neither woman wanting to give an inch!

It's an aggressive series of blow for blow as the women struggle to get he upper hand and get out of the corner. Leila gets Sally spun around, hits her over the back of the head and send her face down into the mat. Leila is quick, tries to take out Sally's legs and work them over with an ankle lock. She goes down for the scissors, but gets rolled over by Sally, who quick to get out of that. Leila is on the ropes, Sally heads to the opposite set, comes off and clothes Leila over the ropes with Sally following. Both are out on the mats, trying to get their strength back from the dizzying exchanges.

Sally's up first, looks around, and knows how far she's going to have to go in the match. She clears the nearest announcer's table, then rolls back into the ring to break up the count. When she's back, Leila is up and send strikes her way. Sally is on the back foot as chop after chop. Leila locks on a headlock, points at the corner with the stairs, motions her path in going for the Whisper for the Wind. She runs at the steps, but Sally pushes her off. Leila turns into a series of European uppercuts. Sally with a clotheslines. Leila ducks, pulls Sally down and into a headlock, works her way back around Sally, and into the Blood Flow, down to the mats outside the ring. The crowd errupts as Sally lets out a agonising yell as she rolls around outside. Leila watches on with a smile.

Harvey: This Leila Farrahi is just sick! Look at how she's smiling at Sally's misfortune!

Chase: How dare you call Leila sick! She's just different! There's nothing wrong with that!

Leila has a chance to regain herself, she rolls into the ring, the the ref counting out Sally now. Leila sees Sally is getting up, so she rolls out the ring and starts to stalker her. Leila with blows to Sally's face now, adding on from the Blood Flow. Fists send Sally backwards and we see that the first blood has been spilled as it starts to run out Sally's nose. Leila rolls Sally back into the ring. Sally unable to make her feet before Leila pulls her up and sends her back to the mat with an inverted bulldog. Leila with a pin. 1
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Sally is able to sit up, but doesn't get any favours. Leila is behind her and pulls her arms back into a sitting surfboard. Sally struggles for room to move, tries to pull her arms forward with her strength. The crowd cheers her on, she nearly gets there, but Leila rests back and pulls Sally's arms further back. Sally starts to edge her way to the mat with her legs, finally gets there and gets a leg on the rope. The ref calls for Leila to let go, which she does at the 4. Both to their feet, square down in the ring and start trading vicious blows again. Sally getting Leila back into the corner with forearms. She borrows a move from Leila and lays the chops in then goes to whip Leila across the ring, gets that reversed, Sally is thrown into the corner. Leila follows her in with a clothesline. Sally stumbles out and Leila sends her back to the mat with a bulldog, follows her down, rolls her over and into a guillotine choke.

Chase: Leila could have her here with this submission move!

Sally is desperate and struggles for an out, tries to loosen the hold, but can't. She starts to fade. The crowd rallies behind her and she manages to edge her way towards the ropes the nearest ropes, gets one of her long legs back on it and the ref gets her free at the 4. Leila backs off, rolling her shoulder over as she stalks Sally again, content that she's stopped Sally's momentum from earlier. Sally wipes away the blood beneath her nose, then gets to her feet. Leila taunts her, gesturing to the crowd as well. The two face up, exchange words again, but fall back to trading blows. Sally loses out with the combined effects of the facebuster, and staggers back. Leila sends her to the corner. Leila pulls her up to the top rope, looks like she's going for another sitout facebuster from the top!

Leila takes up position, but gets a blow to the face. And again. On the third strike, she is forced back down to the mat, giving Sally enough room to wrap around her head, spin off the ropes and takes Leila out with a tornado DDT from the top rope! The crowd erupt as Sally rolls Leila for a pin. 1
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kick out. Sally rolls off, holding her nose with one hand, wiping the blood off with the other. Both women pull themselves up to their feet with the ropes. They face down again, lock up this time. They hold each other at bay until Sally gets the upper hand, comes around and gets Leila up into a suplex. She holds, then sends her crashing into the mat. Quick pin. 1
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Harvey: Another submission move from Leila here! She doesn't just want to beat Sally here tonight, she wants to make her tap!

Leila sees she's going to make them, slams the knee into the ground and makes her feet. Sally is up, Leila charges, but Sally uses her momentum to send her over the rope and backdrops the mats outside. Sally waits for Leila to make her feet. She climbs to the edge of the mat, waits for Leila to stand, then sends her back into the mat with a hurricanrana as she comes off the apron! Sally takes a hit as she falls to the mats, Leila is thrown back into the stairs. Both women struggle to get up, Sally leaning up over the table she cleared off. Leila leans up on the rings, clutching at her back. The ref starts the count on the women, a little late if anything. Leila pulls herself to the to the mat. Sally comes after her but is kicked off and back to the table. She goes to the ring, and as Sally comes back, she vaults herself over the top rope and into Sally with a crossbody. Sally is taken back down to the mat. The crowd erupt!

Both are down and out on the mat and struggling. The ref starts the count.

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Sally and Leila start to stir, pulling themselves to the ring.

4!

5!

6!

Sally is up and pulling herself back into the ring with the aid of the bottom rope while Leila is holding onto the ring post, using that to push back into the ring with.

7!

8!

Both women roll under the rope, and are back into the ring. The ref claps his hands, and the count dies. With a lot of effort, both women struggle to make it to their feet. Sally is holding her nose, Leila her neck. They stand down at the centre of the ring and start trading blows again. Leila goes in for one, blocked by Sally. Forearm after forearm forces Leila back into the ropes. Sally goes to whip Leila off, reversed, Leila ready for Sally. Sally hits the ropes, comes back and gets a kick into Leila's gut. Sally is quick to wrap around Leila's head and take her down with a corkscrew neckbreaker! The crowd cheers her on, but she's used a lot of energy and is lying beside Leila. She slowly manages to edge over and drapes and arm over, 1
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Harvey: These women are running on fumes by now! What a match!

Both women again struggle to get up, both are on the ropes. They meet in the centre of the ring again. They trade blows, Leila with her chops sends Sally back into the corner. Sally cops a stab to the eye, doubles her over. Leila grabs her head and brings her out with a bulldog. Sally lays there, Leila jumps up and hits her with the split legged moonsault. Sally rolls away, holding her stomach as Leila rolls over and back to her knees. Leila reaches over, takes advantage as lays reigns blows down on Sally. She covers up for protection, but isn't able to prevent Leila from rolling her into a triangle armbar. Sally scrambles with her free arm, trying to reach a rope, r to get Leila loose The ref crouches down, asking Sally if she gives up. Leila tightens the hold, leveraging back and forth with Sally's neck and arm. Sally looks like she's starting to fade. The ref holds up her arm. It falls. He holds it up again. It falls. Before he can go for a third, Leila lets go of the hold and rolls away with an evil smile. She's not about to let this match end just yet.

Sally slumps in on herself. Leila gets herself up and stands over Sally. With her foot, she pushes her over onto her back, then bends over her and slaps her around the face to bring her around. Sally gets a punch off, sending Leila back, who on takes a few more steps into the ropes and slides in with a kick to Sally's side. Leila is back up, then leg drops Sally near enough to the throat. Sally sits up, coughing up blood. Leila pulls Sally to her feet, gets in some chops, then grabs hold of her head, races to the turnbuckle and hits the Whisper in the Wind. The crowd tries to get behind Sally as Leila rolls her up. 1
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Chase: Leila's not happy about Sally kick out of that one at all! She wants to finish this one as quickly as possible by now!

Harvey: This late in the match, that's what all competitors are thinking, how can I finish this off?

Leila is off the ropes and hits another split-legged moonsault. She rolls over, onto her knees then flips Sally over. She stands on her ankle, looking down at Sally who is trying to claw her way away, but to no avail. Leila reaches down, pulls up Sally's ankle and twists it at some ungodly angle. She falls to the mat and locks on the scissors, as Sally writhes to get out of the ankle lock. Sally reaches to the ropes. Too far. She pulls herself closer, dragging her own weight along with Leila closer to the ropes. The ref asks the question. Sally screams out a no! She is closer to the ropes. Leila twists her whole body around, putting pressure on the knee as well. Sally lets out another scream, then with everything she's got left, pulls herself those last inches closer to the rope! The ref calls for Leila to let go, which she does at the 4.

Leila is up quickly, wiping her face off, Sally cradles her knee in agony. Leila puts in some kicks to the face, then one hard enough to the back to straighten Sally out. Leila goes for a modified clutch, a knee to the middle of the back. Leila uses the hold to pull the hair and gouge the eyes. The ref forces her off. Leila takes some steps back and waits for Sally. Pulling herself up with the ropes, she has to hold on to them to even stand up. With all the determination she can find stand stands on her own and squares up in the centre of the ring. Words are exchanged. Both women go to strike the other. Sally is in first though, laying in the blows to Leila. She gets her in a headlock again, twists her back around and down with a backbreaker, putting more pressure onto the neck as she holds onto the head. Sally rolls Leila off, elbow drop. A second time. With the third, Leila gets pulled to her feet, thrown to the mat, and Sally meets her with big boot. Sally falls back into the ropes, exhausted from this latest burst of attack, then climbs through and up to the top, poised and waiting. As Leila comes up, she is on the receiving end of a missile dropkick. Sally in for a quick pin. 1
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Harvey: Sally looks to be getting a second wind!

Chase: This late in the match, it's more like a fourth or fifth wind!

A further burst of adrenaline, and Sally launches off the second ropes, over and hits Leila with a springboard moonsault, the Happy Ending. Quickly over for a pin. 1
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Sally waits for Leila to make her feet. When she's up, Sally lays in the kicks to the side and legs, grabs Leila's head and slams it into her knee. Backs into the corner as Leila staggers around the ring. She waits for Leila to come after her and when she does she's got a kick into the gut and grabs hold of Leila's head, she pulls her back into the corner, up to the top rope and Sally comes off with The Makeover. Sally is exhausted beside Leila, but manages to get an arm over onto Leila. 1
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Chase: Smart move by Leila to pull on Sally's hair, forcing her to release the hold!

Sally rolls off and back to the ropes. She pulls herself up, Leila staggers to her feet. Sally wastes no time, comes off the ropes a little worse for wear and best Leila back into the corner. Sally turns Leila around, gets up to the top rope and brings Leila crashing back to the ring with another makeover! No messing around, Sally gets up groggily, pulls Leila with her. She props her up, yells some words at her, then wraps around behind her, leveraged her way up and locks on the COTS! Leila tries to hold on, but can't even remain standing. She falls back down to the mat, slamming Sally down, but Sally holds the lock. She pulls Leila back into her, yanking the arm right back. Leila has no escape and taps! DING! DING! DING!

Winner: Sally Talfourd

Tony: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner, by submission, Sally Talfourd!

Harvey: Sally wins! Sally wins! What a match!

Chase: Our first of three main event matches didn't disappoint, although I'll be honest, I was hoping that Leila would win here tonight!

Harvey: Regardless about how this one turned out, both women should be proud of this match here tonight!

Chase: That won't be the case! This feud was so personal, so heated, that tonight was a must win for both Sally Talfourd and Leila Farrahi!

Sally lets go off the hold and rolls away. The crowd erupts into a series of cheers and yell. Sally rolls to the corner and pulls herself up with the ropes. The ref checks on Leila, who is cradling her arm in the centre of the ring, then helps Sally up. He raises her arm into the air in victory. She hobbles on her leg and wipes away the blood from her nose as she smiles. Leila manages to make it to her knees, staring down at the mat with a blank stare. Sally sees her and speaks to the ref. He goes to the ropes, leans over and fetches Leila's khimar. He hands it to Sally who walks over to Leila and drops it into her hands. Leila lifts up her hand and looks up at Sally. Sally says something to Leila and gives her a gentle pat on the head before raising her hands once more in victory. The crowd burst into cheers once more, as Sally leaves the ring.

[biggs]

Harvey: And now folks it’s the match you’ve been waiting for… salivating for, the match that’s brought out the crazies here tonight I mean listen to this crowd partner! They're going to blow the roof off of the Tacoma Dome!

Chase: Yeah, I hear them. Level One and Bryan Payne… the alpha dog of APW vs the big mouth new guy…

Harvey: The guy with the heart of a champion vs the guy who ‘used’ to be a champion! This is our second of three main event bouts tonight!

Chase: Oh give me a break you and I both know that Level One was screwed out of that champion ship just like he’s been screwed by management out of his rematch.

The camera pans out to show the crowd in a state of near frenzy chanting “Lester Taps” at the top of their lungs total pandemonium as a small minority of the fans are waving “The Only Champion” signs around as well.

Tony: The following contest, is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Tokyo Japan… he stands 6’1” 215 lbs… “The Revelation” Bryan Paaaayne!



Bryan appears from underneath the tron, a little smirk displayed from underneath his shades. He pauses looking out over the crowd while he says something that's lost in the noise from the people and the music and then starts to head down towards the ring. He pauses along the way to clasp a few hands of fans hanging out over the edge of the crowd barrier. Bryan grabs a hold of the bottom rope and leverages himself up onto the ring apron, turning around to face the ramp where his opponent will soon appear and points back towards it. He looks out over the crowd again and waves his arms into the air encouraging them to be louder still, and then grins as he ducks under the top rope and into the ring slapping his chest with a single fist several times as he waits for his opponent.

“FEEL THE PAYNE FEEL THE PAYNE”

Bryan walks over to the turnbuckle and hauls himself up to the top pointing out into the crowd with a little bit of a laugh and then points back up the ramp towards where everyone is waiting expectantly for Level One to appear.

Harvey: Well, Payne certainly looks confident tonight. These are two guys that you could argue have been on a collision course ever since Bryan came to APW two months ago and we get to see it live tonight!

Chase: Collision is the right word. But the impact is going to be all felt by one Bryan Payne.

Tony: And his opponent from Toronto, Onterio, Canada, standing at 6’7” 273 lbs.. he is… LEVEL ONE!

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

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

The two men step up towards one another and Lester reaches down gesturing to the t-shirt he’s wearing that still stained with Bryan’s dried blood and gets a little half smirk in return.

Chase: And there he is, the once and future APW Champion… ready to claim another victim.

Harvey: I’m not so sure about that partner. Bryan Payne is a different kind of cat, and so far has seemed completely impervious to Level One’s mind games.

Chase: Seemed to be is the key there Harvey, this guy is locked up inside I can FEEL it.

DING! DING! DING!

Level-One vs. Bryan Payne

As the bell rings Bryan and One take several quick steps to close on each other and grab a hold of each other hammering each other with closed fists back and forth, One’s sheer mass working to slowly force Bryan backwards until with a final shove sends him stumbling back into the ropes. He pushes off them charging back towards One who times it perfectly picking him up in a scoop slam and sending him crashing down to the mat with bone jarring force. One looks up to the crowd then, as Bryan doubles up the impact seeming to drive all the air clean out of him, and laughs a bit shaking his head as he grabs a hold of Bryan forcing him up to his feet. Once he gets Bryan vertical again he lines him up with the turnbuckle and plants his shoulder into his stomach and charges forward ramming Bryan back first into the corner. The crowd begins to boo in a fever pitch now as One straightens up again and Bryan falls down to his knees his hands grabbing at the mat as if not entirely sure where he is.

Chase: Well that was quick! So much for the hype of Bryan Payne! Hahaha

Bryan is struggling to get up now, still trying to catch his breath as One begins to taunt him yelling something at him as he tries to push himself up kicking his arms out from under him so he falls back to the mat. This is repeated several times before One seems to get tired of the game and winds his leg back sending his boot slamming into Bryan’s ribs, who doubles over clutching his gut as he is flipped over onto his back by the force of the blow. Not yet content, One squats down next to Bryan and wraps his hands around his throat squeezing both both hands further cutting off his supply of air, his face turning a bright red in front of the cameras as he gasps for air.

“How does this FEEL Bryan… huh?!” screams One as he looks again up to the crowd that seems to have reached a fever pitch of disappointment and disgust as the ref beings a five count.

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Harvey: Level One is choking the life out of Bryan Payne right now. I confess I’m a complete loss this is not the match we all came here expecting to see I don’t think. I’m forced to conclude that maybe Level One was right all along and Bryan Payne really was over hyped….

Chase: You’re damn right he was. This guy came in here saying he was going to take on the best in the business and look at him… just a deer in the headlights!

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One lets go holding up his empty hands just a split second before the five count was reached. The ref mutters darkly at Lester who just kind of laughs a bit and as he stands up sends another savage kick into Bryan’s side who contorts again and rolls over several times to put some distance between them.

One doggedly follows him his hands closing on either side of Bryan’s head as he forces him back to his feet and sends him in an Irish Whip bouncing off the rope and careening back towards One who has raised a massive foot aiming for a Big Boot to take Bryan’s head clean off. At the last moment, Bryan gives a little jump, seeming to fall backwards his body extending as both feet slam into One’s planted leg taking it clean out from under him, the big man slamming hard to the canvas as the crowd leaps to it’s feet with a roar of approval.

Harvey: And out of no where a match saving counter from Bryan Payne. That is the first sign of offense that Bryan has been able to put together tonight. Let’s see if he can build on it.

Bryan lays on the mat after the drop kick desperately trying to catch his breath, one arm still held around his middle as he looks over to where Level One is swearing profusely working his leg as though trying to get a catch out of it.

Chase: I think Bryan did that on purpose!

Harvey: What do you mean?

Chase: That’s the same knee Sally Talfourd went to work on a couple weeks ago!

Bryan has flipped over from his back into his hands and knees crawling over to where Level One has regained his composure and fires a punch into the side of One’s head that knocks him to the side. He recovers quickly though and fires one back that grazes the top of Bryan’s head and seems to knock him loopy but One realizes too late that Bryan was really going for that leg. He uses his own knee as a fulcrum pinning One’s leg to the mat while his hands grab a-hold of his foot front and back apply a knee bar and draws a scream from One who jerks for a few moments and then begins to hammer on Bryan’s back and shoulders trying to break his death grip. For what seems like minutes the contest continues until finally One is able to batter Bryan away from his leg and crawl away rolling for a moment as he clutches at his leg, looking at Bryan with a look of pure hatred as he watches Bryan weakly clutching the ropes in the corner trying to get up.

Snarling One gets back to his feet and charges at Bryan setting him up for a knee to take his head off when at the last moment Bryan rolls under the bottom rope sending One crashing into the turnbuckles. He seems to wobble a bit in mid air, the force he’d built up intending to take out on Bryan instead transferred to him and after a moment he falls over dazed. Panting on the outside of the ring, the fans explode into a series of cheers as they see Bryan’s hands extend over the ring apron and his tired and beaten body leverage itself back into the ring. He half walks, half lumbers over to the corner that One is still laying beside and grabs the leg he earlier worked on and uses the ropes to trap it and then starts to climb the turnbuckle.

Harvey: Man oh man.. Bryan is still staying in this match by the skin of his teeth but I have to wonder what he’s doing now.

Chase: He’s desperate… and a move like this this early….

One begins to come around just in time to watch Bryan jump down, not in a big maneuver, but with his whole body right on the knee of the trapped leg, drawing a howl of equal parts rage and pain from Level One as he struggles to free his leg which is still trapped in the ropes. The ref roars over to Bryan forcing him back and screaming at Bryan who lets himself be taken away while the ref goes over to check on Lester and free the leg. As the ref is checking on One he grabs him, shoving the ref halfway across the ring to get him away from him and then charges at Bryan, but halfway there is wounded leg gives out sending him toppling down onto the mat and the crowd screams it’s approval. “FEEL THE PAYNE FEEL THE PAYNE” And a slow smile forms on Bryan’s lips as he motions to the crowd waving his hands up into the air for them to get a little bit louder.

Now it’s Bryan’s turn to charge towards Level One again who rolls to the side just in time sending Bryan running clear across the ring and into the far rope, on the way back One jumps on his good leg sending a shoulder tackle into Bryan that sends him shooting to the side knocked off course like a rogue pinball as he flies through the air and tumbles to the mat hard. The air seems to go out of the crowd as both men lay on the mat for a few moments trying to recover. One seems to do so first, now back to his feet, though limping visibly, he goes over to Bryan positioning his legs around his shoulders and then clutching his lower body he lefts Bryan up and then power bombs him into the mat. Bryan’s arms flop to the side, his eyes rolling up a bit as One growls and picks Bryan up again delivering a second powerbomb that if anything seems even stronger than the first and then lets himself fall to his knees, leaving Bryan’s legs up on his shoulders as he pushes his hands down on Bryan’s chest for the count.

Chase: And just like that… the Payne is over..

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Harvey: This is it…

Bryan’s whole body seems to contort twisting to one side his shoulder coming up off the mat to the disbelief of Level One and the delight of the crowd. Lester grabs the ref by the shirt dragging him close sticking three fingers into his face. “That was three! THREE!”
The ref shakes his hand and returns two and is given another shove for his efforts.

Harvey: How in the hell did Bryan Payne kick out of that pin? Level One has got over fifty pounds on him and after those powerbombs and the punishment he’s taken in this match so far…

Chase: Doesn’t matter.. just delaying the inevitable and asking for more punishment.

Level One seems inclined to agree as he bends over setting Bryan up for another powerbomb when Bryan seems to come alive again his legs locking around Lester’s neck in a figure four headlock. Gasping and stumbling back he finds that Bryan has gotten a hold of one of his arms extending it away from his body by the wrist to increase the pressure of the hold. Level One struggles with the arm, but Bryan’s whole body legs, and upper body are pinning that arm it doesn’t go anywhere and so he struggles as they fall as one to the mat, One’s one good arm grabbing at Bryan’s legs trying to relieve the pressure on his neck.

Harvey: Defiance Lock! That’s the signature move of the Defiance Reborn stable for those of you who don’t know… I’m sure Georgie Nickles and AC Thunder of SCW and Experts fame are pleased to see it applied to the guy who dismissed them this week.

Bryan is twisting his body cracking up the pressure being applied to One’s neck forcing the ref to check on him several times each time stumbling back from the stream of negative curses One screams in his face. It takes a couple of minutes before One is able to work himself up to his knees, Bryan still maintaining the hold though he sees what is about to happen as One struggles to get his legs underneath him. He tries to stand up and then screams as the combined weight of them both makes his leg give out on him and the pair fall again as one to the mat.

Harvey: I think One’s knee might be severely damaged.. That could spell disaster for Level One if Bryan makes good on his threat to apply the Payne Killer tonight…

Chase: Please, if it IS hurt. One is way too ring savvy to let that happen.

One struggles coughing a bit as the camera zooms in on his face which is now the one that’s showing signs of getting puffy and red. He struggles using his weight and upper body strength to leverage himself back up to his knees as the crowd again begins to chant “LESTER TAPS LESTER TAPS LESTER TAPS!” And then leans forward pinning Bryan’s shoulders to the mat again.

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Bryan snarls in frustration releasing the hold and throwing his legs back over his head to roll backwards on his shoulder away from one, the only way he could avoid being pinned was to release the hold. The crowd lets out a disappointed groan and seems to flop back down in their seats as One grabs at his neck the little snarl of fury returning to his features with every breath he takes. The two men seem to stare at each other for a few minutes, Bryan now back on his feet, obviously still feeling the effects of those power bombs, and one of his arms still held across his middle…. And One extends one hand over to the ropes, using them to take weight off the knee as he stands and then limps as the two circle each other. And then as if by mutual consent they head right towards each other firing lefts and rights at each other once again. And again Level One’s size and strength tell forcing Bryan back and then shoving him away… as he comes off the ropes this time though it’s Level One who gets the surprise in the form of an Enziguri Kick that slaps him right in the back of the head sending him falling down to one knee a dazed look in his eyes.

Harvey: Good Night, Elvis has left the building! Did you see the elevation Bryan Payne got on that enziguri kick?!

Chase: Ok, OK.. even I will admit that was pretty impressive. But no one ever said Bryan Payne was not a great athlete, but he’s not in One’s league inside that ring.

One seems to bend forward a little bit palm pressed to his forehead as he gives himself a shake, not realizing that Bryan is still on the move behind him bouncing off the rope again as he comes roaring forward flipping over One’s back and grapping his head on the way down in a running neck snap that drives One’s forehead right into the canvas and then snaps his body backwards from the force.

Harvey: Uh oh… looks like Bryan might be building some momentum here, this could be dangerous for Level One!

Bryan stands up again and points out to the crowd leaping backwards slamming into One’s middle with a standing moonsault and then bounces off clutching his own ribs and stomach from the punishment he took earlier.

Chase: AAAnd there it is… live by the flash.. die by the flash in the pan!

Now it’s One who seems completely out of it, unfocused as he tries to regain his equalibrum, Bryan crawls over grabbing his legs and trying to wave them around his own.

Harvey: Oh here it comes, he’s setting up the Payne Killer!

One comes alive at the last moment reaching up and grabbing Bryan by the head and shoulders then falling backwards rolling him over into a pin.

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Kickout!

Bryan jerks away leaving One gasping for breath and slamming the mat again thinking he had the match won. The two men look at each other again with increasingly tired looks and struggle back to their feet.

Harvey: You have to admit Chase, this match is turning into a classic!

Chase: I have to admit nothing.

As the two continue to get up Bryan takes a lumbering leap forward delivering a drop kick to the center of One’s chest that sends him stumbling back into the ropes and then he charges back to meet a Bryan who has sprung back to his feet lightning fast and leaps clear over One’s head grabbing his head on the way down and forcing it down to his shoulder as he falls back to the other side in a flip neckbreaker.

Harvey: PAYNE OF DEATH!

The impact is almost ring shattering as the crowd roars its approval as Bryan makes his first cover attempt of the night.

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A split second before the ref announces three the shoulder snaps up, he waves off the count declaring the shoulder came up before his hand hit the mat and Bryan falls back and buries his face in his hands in total disbelief.

Harvey: I thought it was over!

Chase: I… what… GET UP LEVEL ONE DAMNIT..

Harvey: Problem?

Chase: uhhh…

Harvey:…. Chase?

Chase: ok ok.. I bet a hundred bucks on One happy?!

Bryan forces himself back to his feet and goes on the run again towards One, but we’ll never know what he intended to do because at the last moment One lunges forward, again on that one good leg and connects with a clothesline that takes Bryan off his feet leaving him flat on his back in the middle of the ring.

Chase: And just like that Level One takes back over with authority!

One gives his head another shake and walks over to Bryan, picking him up and then locking his arms around Bryan’s middle leveraging him over into a belly to belly suplex. Once again the force of the impact seems to drive all the air out of Bryan’s lungs and he lays there gasping like a landed fish.

Harvey: I have to admit it looks like Level One has fully regained control here. But Bryan Payne is really made this a close match!

As One stands back up he starts to stomp and kick Bryan sending him rolling try to get away from the assault finally backing him up into a corner where he shoves his boot up under his chin against his neck and grabs a hold of the ropes leaning back with his weight as he tries to choke Bryan again. The ref grabs one of One’s arms pointing and threatening him and then starts to make a count stopping once again at four as he breaks the hold and bends down pulling Bryan out of the corner and hooking his arms around behind his back as he looks out the crowd with a little smirk.

Chase: Oh by here it comes…

Up and over Bryan is lifted and then slammed back down to the mat with the Level Advance, flopping over onto his stomach unmoving. One grins and stands up again using his boot to shove Bryan over onto his back and leaves it in the center of his chest for the count.

Harvey: What arrogance!

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Chase: Call it a job well done.

Bryan’s shoulder shoots up again and Level One loses his balance a bit as he stumbles back the knee catching again as he sees Bryan looking up at him with a little sneer of his own on his face and does a double take.

Harvey: He kicked out!

Chase: No fu-

Harvey: Language! These two men have just shrugged off the biggest heat each of them have in each other’s arsenal!

Shrugged off might be a bit of a stretch as even Level One suddenly looks like he’s aged ten years over the course of the match, both men moving with a kind of weary determination now. They meet in the center of the ring yet again exchanging a flurry of blows and once again Bryan his hammered back, the physicality of One too much for him to handle in a brawl. He stumbles back into the corner where he is followed by One who hammers with several more times before dragging him out of the corner and sending him shooting into the ropes with an Irish whip. As Bryan comes flying back he bends over a bit sending Bryan up and over with a high back body drop…. But Bryan continues the flip and somehow lands on his feet! There is a moment where One limps forward a few more steps unaware of the save and suddenly Bryan leaps onto One’s back his arms locking around his neck and his legs and feet around the middle of his body and falls back with One Sleeper with body scissor MMA-like maneuver applied.

One gasps grabbing at the arm cutting of his air and trying to fire elbows into Bryan’s hurt ribs and Bryan extends his body as much as he can putting terrific pressure on One’s neck and lower back moving his body in an undulating manner constantly pulling the bones of the lower back of the big man apart.

Harvey: And somehow some way Bryan has found a way back into this match again! He’s been called the “Man who cannot be pinned” and this is why it takes an act of God to keep this guy down on the mat!

Chase: He’s said before he’s stubborn. I think he’s just too stupid to know when he’s been beat and stay down to let it end.

The ref checks on One whose arms seem to drop away from Bryans who snarls in a half triumph and jerks his whole body to increase the pressure. It seems to bring One around fractionally and he starts to fight back again, rolling to one side and firing his elbow back and then to the other trying from that angle. Finally he plants both his feet on the mat and leans backwards trying to get Bryan’s shoulder on the mat. The ref is now on the mat on his stomach watching both men closely, for Lester to tap, and for Bryan’s shoulders to hit the mat.. and then both of his shoulders do!

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Bryan manages to roll One over to the right just enough to get his shoulder off and One seems to collapse just a bit, exhausted more so by the effort that attempt to get Bryan to break the hold again took.

Harvey: Bryan really has that hold locked in there tight… I’m almost surprised One wasn’t able to tear him off…

Chase: He’s got his whole body wound around him, his legs taking away the air, the neck he’s already worked on with that figure four and the knee making it tough for One to get leverage. I have to admit Bryan has attacked Level One, broken him down to a greater extent than I thought he could be broken down this way.

One gives a scream of effort rolling back over and again Bryan’s shoulders touch the mat.

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Bryan manages to roll over again just getting his shoulder up but the move opens his ribs up finally to a couple savage elbows from One that make him release with a scream of his own grabbing his middle as he rolls away his feet kicking against the mat.

Chase: OH! That got ‘em…

One rolls over onto his stomach clutching at his neck and looks over to Bryan. For the briefest of moments it looks like he’s confused, unsure of what to try next to beat him, but then the look is swallowed by one of pure hatred as he shoves himself to his feet and slams a forearm down across the center of Bryan’s back. Bryan arches, his hands grabbing at One’s legs trying to stand up, but no sooner does he get one leg underneath them than another forearm is slammed across his back hammering him back down to the mat, and again… and again… and again he tries to get up only to be slammed back to the man.

Harvey: One just keeps hitting Bryan and he keeps trying to get up… STAY DOWN PAYNE… You’ve done enough!

Even one seems to grow tired of the game switching tact as Bryan tries to get up again and bends down over his back grabbing him around the waist and lifting him up and over into a gutwrench powerbomb and goes for another cover.

Chase: This is it…

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Chase: YES YES YES!

As the ref’s hand comes down Bryan’s shoulder comes up off the mat again. And One stands up looking at Bryan and then the ref and then slumps back over against the ropes wiping his hand down the front of his face to clear it of the gallon of sweat that seems to have built up there.

Harvey: Great God… is there a way for this match to end at all?!

One gets up to his feet and picks Bryan up again Whipping him into one corner and charging along behind him his arm extended for a clothesline. As Bryan reaches the turnbuckle his feet leave the mat and hit the second stopping his forward momentum and flipping it backwards into mid air, his body laying out into vertical body press that slams One in the chest. For the briefest of moments it looks like One is going to power out of it into a slam and then his leg gives out again and both men slam down to the mat as the crowd once again is dragged kicking and screaming back into the match.

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One powers out of the pin almost immediately and Bryan fires several punches into the side of his head and face before twisting away grabbing One’s legs and weaving them around his own… Lester reaches up again grabbing Bryan, trying to duplicate the roll up he tried before but another hammering blow from Bryan sends his back down to the mat and then he locks the Japanese style figure four in and falls backwards his other leg locking around one’s foot applying pressure to the already injured leg. A terrific yell goes up and One thrashes around on the mat grabbing at Bryan’s legs trying to break the hold and then giving up on that trying to roll back and forth to reverse the pressure but Bryan defeats that in a novel way… my firing a fist right into One’s already hurt knee increasing the pain immeasurably.

Chase: How are these two guys still going at it?

Harvey: Heart… will… neither one of them want to lose this match they don’t know HOW to lose matches Chase.

One is screaming now as he reaches towards the ropes that seem to him to be a mile away. Reaching back as far as he can he drags Bryan, still holding on tightly a few inches closer to them. In response Bryan rolls around back and forth jarring the knee adding pressure… One’s hand seems to hover over the mat like he’s going to tap and then with another scream he reaches out dragging them another few inches closer to the ropes. He leans backwards stretching with his height but still coming up short distracted again by another wracking stab of pain as his knee is contorted beyond normal human endurance.

The crowd’s chatting has picked up again the “Lester Taps” having the perverse effect of seeming to give One the pure anger to push against the mat again forcing them back another few inches and then stops his fist clenching in pain. His elbows slam against the mat with his fists clenched trying to use those elbows to work himself closer to the works not even trusting himself to use his hands for fear he might tap.

Harvey: The pain Level One just be feeling right now looks excruciating. I don’t know how he hasn’t tapped out with the damage already done to his knee… you have to ask yourself at what point you tap to save your career?

What seems like a eternity to Level One later, he feels his middle finger brush the rope and he tries to lunge for it one more time only to find Bryan has managed to scoot them back a few more inches away from the ropes and he falls back onto his back watching the rope recede back just out of reach and screams in pain and frustration, the look of agony on his face captured on the camera.

Chase: I don’t think I’ve ever heard that sound come out of Level One’s mouth!

Again One tries to work himself back with his elbows fractionally closer… and then closer still suddenly his arm goes out, quivering as the ref watches the hand seems to wave in the air…. it hovers over the mat inches above it.

Harvey: He’s going to do it… Level One is going to tap!

The hand goes down and at the last possible instant snaps out, not to hit the mat but grab the bottom rope a massive wooosh of air goes out as the whole audience lets out a collective sigh as the ref begins a five count for Bryan to break the hold.

Chase: I… blood… heart… having.. attack!

Harvey: You ok there buddy?

Chase: I need a drink…

Bryan yells is pure frustration letting go at the last moment leaving One to clutch his knee up to his chest rolling in seeming mortal agony as Payne gets up he himself looking battered and exhausted as he grabs at the wounded leg trying to drag one back towards the center of the ring to set it up again, but One is having none of it, with strength born of pure desperation he shoves Bryan back away from him and backs away down underneath the bottom rope looking like he wants nothing to do with Bryan, and the ref intercedes forcing Bryan to back off as One tangles himself up in the ropes like that.

Harvey: Smart ring savy move there by One… buying himself a few moments to recover. You just have to wonder how much damage has been done to that knee?

Chase: I’m getting too old for this….

Harvey: Hang in there buddy.

Bryan walks off several feet and then as the ref turns around he charges falling into a baseball slide that catches One in the shoulder and sends him tumbling outside the ring onto the mat jarring the knee again. Bryan then grabs the top rope and sling shots himself up and over it into a suicide dive landing on top of Level One and grabs his middle again after the impact both men laying down and out on the outside of the ring.

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Harvey: Both men are down and the ref has started the count. Ladies and gentlemen I hope you appreciate what you are seeing here tonight, these two men have gone to war inside that ring tonight and I cannot even hazard to guess at this point which one of them is going to have their hand raises in victory when all is said and done.

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Harvey: Chase?.... Chase?!

Chase: I could’ve been a dentist…

Outside the ring One and Bryan have managed to pull themselves up with the ring apron and it’s One who recovers first grabbing Bryan’s arm and sling shooting him into the ring steps breaking them off their mooring with the impact that shatters the arena.

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He then crawls over using the apron for support and drags Bryan over rolling him back into the ring and rolls in behind him going for a cover.

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Kick out!

The crowd explodes back to it’s feet once again, seemingly almost as exhausted as the two men in the ring at the emotional rollercoaster. One can be seen to visibly sigh and slump fractionally and rolls over onto one knee, the hurt one extended as though he doesn’t’ trust it to support his weight fully and reaches around maneuvering himself behind Bryan with his arms locked around his waist. As Bryan tries to stand he throws himself backwards with that one leg into a German Suplex, and then pants as he drags Bryan over towards the turnbuckle, hammering several fists into Bryan’s face and chest, though he doesn’t seem to be moving after the sling shot dive, the steel step impact and the suplex. He picks him up, it taking One quite a while to maneuver him up to the top rope and then follows him up there.

Harvey: What in the world is Level One doing now?!

Chase: I… I think he’s setting up a superplex maybe?

Harvey: With the hurt ribs I think that really could spell the absolute END for Bryan Payne here tonight….

One finally gets Bryan positioned, leaning back a bit to hammer several punches into his chest and face as Bryan’s upper body seems to sway from his seated perch, as though he can’t even hold himself up. One loops his arm around back behind his head, and that’s when Bryan seems to come alive. One tries to stand up straighter to lift Bryan who has locked his legs underneath the ropes and hammers a fist down into One’s gut. There is a moment they hang there and One tries to stand up again failing, apparently not able to power Bryan off the ropes on the one leg. Another fist hammers into One’s chest and another and another and another and then with a shove Level One stumbles back off the turnbuckle looking shocked. The crowd takes a collective breath as Payne then leaps off his perch on the ropes clear over One’s head and locks Lester’s head to his shoulder once again on the way down in a second flip neck breaker. The impact sends the arena into stunned silence holding it’s breath as Bryan makes the pin.

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Harvey: OH MY GOD! I don’t believe it. Bryan Payne has done it here tonight… he has defeated Level One in an unbelievable contest of wills!

Chase: I…. I…. I really need that drink..

The Tacoma crowd is in a frenzy, chanting "FELL THE PAYNE! FEEL THE PAYNE!" at the top of their lungs, cheering and screaming loudly! Bryan is obviously exhausted almost not aware of where he is as the ref helps haul him off a similarly spent Level One, who doesn’t even move as Bryan his supported by the ref himself as his hand is raised into the air.

Tony: And here is your winner by pinfall… Bryan PAYNE!

Harvey: I’m still in shock here tonight. What a massive win for Bryan Payne and what a disappointing loss for Level One. What does this mean for his title rematch hopes with Pence Weatherlight?!

Chase: That rematch should still be his! A champion should always get his rematch… I mean that’s just the way it works!

Harvey: One thing is for sure we have NOT seen the last of these two in the ring. If I know anything it’s that Level One is really going to want some pay back!

[biggs]

Tony: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the APW Heavyweight Championship of the World!

Harvey: What a Mayhem it's been so far tonight, but now we cap it off with quite possibly the biggest match in John Green's career, as he goes one on one with Pence Weatherlight for the APW Championship!

Chase: John Green was the first APW Champion, and he's long sought to reclaim it! Tonight's his chance!

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

Wish I may,
Wish I might,
Have this I wish tonight,
Are you satisfied?

Tony: Making his way to the ring first, the challenger, weighing in tonight at 265 pounds, from Atlanta, Georgia, "The Retribution Killer" John Green!

John walks down the ramp with a smile on his face as he slaps some of the hands of fans as he walks past them. Before entering the ring he stops in front of the squared circle looking into the ring and lets out a grin before sliding into the ring and standing in the middle of it. Green closes his eyes and takes a huge breath before running to the ropes and shaking the top one forcefully. He then lets out a monsterous roar and beats his chest. He walks to the turnbuckle and climbs them to the second rope and points to himself and then once again does his trademarked "Retribution" pose.

Dig for gold,
Dig for fame,
You dig to make your name,
Are you pacified?,
All the wants you waste,
All the things you've chased,
And it all crashes down,
And you break your crown,
And you point your finger,
But there's no one around

John hops off and takes off his shirt and throws it into the crowd.

Just want one thing,
Just to play the king,
But the castle crumbled,
And you've left with just a name,
Where's your crown?
King nothing!!!

His music fades out as he awaits the champion. The Titantron bursts to static as the lights all dim down and begin to flash different colors at random, the fans turn their eyes to the entrance ramp, as all the light go out. A voice comes out over the speakers saying "Baby don't fear the Reaper." and then the lights come on. "Everything" by Pillar hits the speakers now and the lights begin to flicker red, white, and blue. Pence walks out on to the entrance ramp holding his championship belt over his shoulder and he stops at the top and looks out around the arena.

Tony: And his opponent, weighing in tonight at 250 pounds, from Hershey, Pennsylvania, he is the APW Heavyweight Champion of the World, Pence Weatherlight!

Harvey: Just listen to the ovation Pence Weatherlight is receiving here tonight! These fans in Tacoma have been great all night, but the ovation their giving to Pence right now puts all their prior efforts to shame!

Chase: I don't understand how, I don't understand why, but these people absolutely love Pence!

The fans all begin to chant "Mr. Main Event" and he slowly brings his hand up for a salute, but halfway there he jerks it up, and two blue pyros explode beside the ramp. He then starts to walk down the ramp, slapping hands, and taking pictures with fans. He gets inside the ring and look around at everyone who is watching him and then he nods his head as he unslings the championship belt from his shoulder. He then lifts up the belt above his head with both hands and all four turnbuckles explode with blue pyrotechnics from the top. Pence then puts the belt back on his shoulder and turns to the ref, handing him the belt, and then he gazes over to the entrance ramp. He kneels down and keeps an eye on the ramp the whole time, waiting for his opponent to show him or herself.

Pence Weatherlight vs. John Green
APW Heavyweight Championship

The fans in the building standing on their feet ready to watch these two men lock up in the center of the ring. Pence Weatherlight rolls his neck from side to side lossening up just before engaging with John Green. The challenger quickly decides to get the upper hand with a knee to the gut and a clubbing forearm to the back of the neck that he quickly swings around into a neck breaker. Green tries to drop an elbow but Pence rolls free and springs to his feet meeting Green with a brutal right hand to the jaw. The world champion Irish whips his challenger into the oppossing ropes and then connects with a back elbow dropping Green back first to the mat. The crowd roaring with aproval for the champion as he drop kicks John Green in the side of the head as he tried to rise to his feet. The Retribution Killer holds his temple as he rolls to his side. Pence stomps the knee of Green and then pins the leg down and dropping his knee into the side of his opponents joint with a pain causing force.

The challenger hollars in pain as Pence rolls around like an Olympic wrestler and cinches in an Americana arm bar. Green in pain looks for some sort of escape and clutches his feet around the bottom ropes. Pence releases the hold as Green quickly slides out of the ring grasping at his shoulder.

Harvey: What a match so far, Green out to get his barings from the rapid fire assault Pence offered up.

Chase: Yeah Green had the upper hand and the champ quickly shifted the momentum his direction with ease and showed why he is at the top of the heap here in APW.

John Green yells to the ref to back up Pence before he will enter the ring, and the man in the stripes does just that turning around barking out his orders. Green quickly slides into the ring, flies over clotheslinning the world champion who shoved the ref out of harms way just in time to get his own head taken damn near clean off by the lariat. Green puts the boots to the champ and then drags him up to his feet and suplexes him into the air and drops him on his head with a brain buster.

Harvey: Wow, Green really turned things around there.

Chase: You got to move fast and hit hard to dethrone a world champion here in APW.

Harvey: That belt doesn't just fall around your waist it's earned with hard work, blood sweat and tears.

Chase: The champ might have to shed some tears here because he is about to be locked in a figure four by the challenger.

John Green locks the submission in and Pence grabs his face in agony as the hold tortures his ligaments. The ref right in the face of the champion who shakes his head no but is feeling extreme pain as Green cranks on the hold trying to jar the tendions. The Retribution Killer quickly releases the hold and Pence sits up still grimacing in pain. Green sprung to his feet and leaped toward the champ with a shoulder tackle sending Pences backwards smacking his head on the mat. Green pulls the champion up ducks under his arm and spins him around with force planting him back first with a earth shaking spine buster. Green hooks the legs for the pin as the ref lides over.





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Kickout and the ref holds up two fingers as the crowd responds with a roaring TWO. Green stands up dragging the champ to his feet scooping him and them dropping him with a forceful power slam. The challenger and former world champion looks to be plotting his next series of attacks that will capture him another title reign. Green climbs to the middle turnbuckle and flies off driving the point of his elbow in the forehead of Pence Weatherlight. Green stands and attempts a second dose of the same move. As he leaps of Pence rolls out of harms way. Greens elbow smashes the mat and he stands up holding it. Pence quickly drops the man in a DDT and the fans explode with cheers as the champion makes his return to offense in this world title defense.

Chase: Wow Pence really dropped him with that DDT.

Harvey: I always loved that move.

Pence struggles back to his feet and shakes the cob webs loose. John Green stagers up as well and Pence gets his burst of energy as if he were just plugged in to a wall outlet. The world champion flies over driving a big boot to the face of his opponent which sends Green into the corner. Pence whips the Retribution Killer from one pillar to the other and follows him in with a charging clothesline. He backs up and Green stumbles outward. Pence kicks his challenger in the mid section doubling him over and then power bombs him onto the top turn buckle. The crowd threaten the inegrity of the roof with their thunderous approval of that wicked move.

Chase: HOLY SHIT!!!

Harvey: Johnny...watch yourself.

Chase: It's PPV and that was well deserved, did you see Green's head bounce of the turnbuckle and his body fold in half.

Harvey: It looked devestating.

Pence Weatherlight drags John Green away from the turn corner and drops down hooking a leg for the pin.




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Harvey: I can't believe he kicked out.

Chase: It's amazing what your body will do in a fight.

Harvey: Yeah and when the biggest prize in our industry is up for grabs the level gets bumped up to grander heights.


Pence Weatherlight is a little shocked that Green was able to kickout of that insane amount of punishment he just under went and looks toward the ref. From the response he offers back to the champ it seems he is a shocked as well. Pence stands up and pulls his opponent to his feet. Pence hooks him sideways and tilt a whirl power shoulder breakers Green to the pain train once more. Green rolls to his side clutching his shoulder screaming and moaning in pain.

Harvey: I think he just dislocated Greens shoulder.

Chase: That's brutal pain there Harv.

Harvey: You had your shoulder dislocated before Johnny?

Chase: Uhh, nope just the buzz around the locker room is that it's pretty painful.

Pence Weatherlight lets Green rise to his feet almost daring him to stand so he could possibly inflcit more damage. As the challenger rises to his feet his right arm dangles at his side as if he can't move it. Pence smiles with pleasure as he sees Green like an injured piece of prey and he moves in for the kill. Green tosses a left jab toward Pence who slides to the side of it and drives double handed hammer fists into his shlulder as a counter to that punch. Green winces in pain as Pence then grabs the wrist of his opponent and spins his arm around and then leaps air borne taking Green to the mat with a nasty arm bar submission. The challenger quickly tries to keep his arm bent and roll around releasing the pressure of the hold so Pence can't stretch out completely. Pence on his back trying tosnap Green arm off slips a leg over Greens head hooking it behind his knee and locks in a triangle choke. Green scrambling to defend scoots hi legs in close and powers up hoisting the champ in the air. Green holding Pence upright with the triangle applied tries to charge forward toward the turnbuckle and repay the favor from earlier and power bomb the champion but he fades out just shy and falls down dropping Pence not so hard on his back. The ref runs over to check the arms of Green and we head into a classic three count arm drop situation as the ref starts off hoisting one of the challenger meat hooks in the air and dropping it.
































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Harvey: Somehow Green must of found an air pocket or Pence's legs gassed out with their death grip because he is still in this fight.

Chase: What a match.


Green shoves Pence underneath the botton rope and then flails backward guilotining the champion on the bottom rope releasing the hold. It almost as if Greens shoulder poped back into socket as he gasps for air not favoring it a bit. Pence with the throat wrenching move suffers the same need for air as Green. Both men get to their feet but Green is the aggressor hitting a flying knee to the face of Pence. As the champion rise he eats a big right hand, followed by a boot to the gut and a impact DDT. Pences head bounces off the mat as Green tries to capitolize with a pinfall.














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Chase: Close one there....

Harvey: I feel like we are going to have a lot more close calls before this thing is all over.


Green and Pence both rise to their feet exchanging blows back and forth. Green blocks one of Pences punches and gets the advantage backing him up with each shot until he is backed into the corner. Green peppers the champs with a few more shots then plants a sideways driving elbow shot on his throat region. Green ducks under hoisting the champ onto the top turn buckle and then climbs up hooking his arm for a super plex. Pence drives a few fists into the ribs of Green who stands on the second rope then bounces his head off the top turbuckle before leaping outward into a rolling neck breaker from the top on the challenger. Both men crash to the mat as Green absorbs the most punishemnt. The fans love the impact as it sends a shockwave ripling throughout the arena.

Harvey: What a counter by the champ.

Chase: He's in this fight for the long haul, neither one of these men are ready to succumb to thier pain yet.

Harvey: Pence is crawling over to pin Green.











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Pence rolls to his back grabbing his face and taking in a deep breath. The champ then kicks up to his feet ready to roll. Green rolls over and stares down Pence from his one knee. Green flips his head back clearing the hair from his faces as sweat flies from his brow. Pence wipes the sweat glistening fro his forehead as well then Green stands and charges. Both men invigorated with a new burst of life begin pumling eachother until it becomes a shot for shot slug fest. Just as it looks like both men are tiring themselves out each of them grabs a hand full of hair and begin hockey style punching one another rapidily. The ref just standing there letting the action go as the fans scream with joy for the beat down these men are enduring for their enjoyment. Finally they both let go and stand their huffing and puffing. Their faces bruised and swollen from the shots offered up. The take a moment to gather them selves and then both men with perfect timing swing wild rights that each land on their chins. Both men stumble back ward landing on their asses from the shots. The fans thundering out aplauds and cheers as both men strugle to their feet. They look toward one another again and charge. Green ducks under a charging clothesline and then tries one of his own on the rebound that the champion just slides under as well. Both men charge forward and hoist up big boots landing on one another sending either man to the canvas. The ref shakes his head in amazement and then just counts as both men are out.










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Chase: THE HEADSPLITTER!!!!

Harvey: The champ is down...and Green pins him here.

Chase: You can hear the fans counting along with the ref...






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Shoulder up by Pence Weatherlight.

Green frustrtated stands up looking at the ref with an evil glare almost accussing him of holding the count. The ref just offers up two fingers for Green and sternly looks back at the challenger letting him know not to test his authority. John Green slams a fist into the turn buckle trying to release some anger. He then looks across at Pence rising and flies toward him tackling him with a Lou Thez press and starts punding away with fists. Pence covering up trying to deflect some heat that is being thrown his direction calmly slides his head to the left shoving out Green right arm. With a swivel of his hips and quickl grasp of his hands Pence secures a Kimora lock on Green previously injured right arm. Green yelps in pain and tries to rolls to his left wincing in pain the moves to his right. With a stiff left hand he pops Pence in the face realesing the hold. Both men scramble to their feet, and Green gets Irish whiped into the corner. Pence follows him in and catches a high knee lift to the face as he charged in. Green hoists the champion on his shoulders and runs across the ring dropping Pence on his head with a death valley drvier. Green hooks both legs for the pin clean in the middle of the ring.

























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Green again with frustration over coming him stands in a fit of anger. Pence strugles upright and Green flies toward him peppering him with shots. Pence counters with an uppercut that stagers Green. John swings for the fence in retaliation and is hooked in Pence's finisher.


Chase: Heavy Artillery!!!!

Harvey: He's down Green just caught the full force of that move.

Chase: And Pence has the pinfall...

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3! DING! DING! DING!

Winner: Pence Weatherlight

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

"Everything" blares over the speakers as Pence gets up to his knees, and the ref hands him his APW Championship Belt. Pence hugs the title and stands up, getting his arm raised in victory by the ref as the fans chant his name!

Harvey: John Green came here tonight looking for redemption, looking to reclaim his former glory. It's just too bad for him that he tried to do it against Pence Weatherlight!

Chase: A big win for Pence, no doubt, but he's got to thinking in the back of his mind about who he's going to face next!

Harvey: Pence should celebrate his win now, and worry about that later!

The ref helps John Green roll out of the ring as Pence invites the fans in the front to join him in the ring! The front rows all clear out as the fans hop the barricade and join their hero in the ring! Confetti falls from the ceiling as well as Pence's music continues to play!

Harvey: We've got a party here in Tacoma, Washington here tonight!

Chase: Security can't be liking this one bit!

Harvey: Whether they do or not is irrelevant! Pence invited them into the ring, and he's going to celebrate his huge win here tonight! Well folks, that's all the time we have for Mayhem tonight! Thanks for joining and we'll see you next week for Overdrive!

The screen fades to black as the APW logo and trademark appear in the bottom left hand corner of the screen.