APW Asylum 9/11-Portland, Oregon

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APW Asylum opens with Adam Stenfelder in the ring with some of Portland, Oregon's own Firefighters. One of the firefighters is holding up the American Flag.

Stenfelder: Ladies and gentlemen, if you could please rise to your feet and join us in a moment of silence in rememberance of those who lost their lives on September 11, 2001.

The fans respectfully get to their feet, and stand there in silence as the Ten Bell Salute begins. A waving American Flag is displayed on the Action-Tron.

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After the tenth bell, the screen goes to the following image.

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Red, white and blue fireworks explode from the stage as Ida Marie's “Bad Karma” continues to blare over the speakers!

Nailz: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Rose Garden in Portland, Oregon! Tonight, this is the home of APW Asylum, and folks, we have a huge main event! By orders of Asylum General Manager Reginald Schmidt, the Asylum Mega Stars will be facing off in a First Blood Battle Royal!

Beckett: The winner of that match will go on to face the APW World Heavyweight Champion Rico Casteel at APW One Night in Hell in Tokyo, Japan!

Nailz: That match will be huge, but now, we're going to send it to Adam Stenfelder in the ring, as we're starting off with a Tap Out Title Match!

Stenfelder: The following contest is a Tap Out Title Match, and it will be contested under Tap Out Rules!

The low intro to “Town Called Malice” plays across the arena. At the top of the ramp the lights flashing to the beat show a figure at the top of the ramp.

As the chorus kicks in Johnny Brown turns flicks his arms out to herald his arrival. He struts to the ring ignoring the crowd nodding his head to his own theme.

Stenfelder: Making his way to the ring first, the challenger, weighing in at 240 pounds, from Great Britain, “True Brit” Johnny Brown!

Nailz: “True Brit” Johnny Brown earned his way into this match-up by defeating Hayley Hitch at Shockwave!

Beckett: Not only that, but he had to survive a pre-show battle royal before the show to even get into that match!

Johnny stops his march to listen to his introduction raising his hands high, beckoning to no-one in-particular that he is here. He springs lithely to the apron, wipes his boots then steps between the ropes. His bomber jacket is quickly unzipped and tossed to the ring girl. He's ready.

“I'm the Bad Influence,” by Lil' Wayne, starts to play. As the beat begins to thump throughout the entire arena, smoke begins to seep out of the stage. Jason Kash comes out with his platinum JK Chain hanging around his neck. He has his Championship Belt flopped over his left shoulder as he steps up to the middle of the stage, right before the aisle way begins. He leans forward, touching the steel ramp and then comes up straight and raises the belt up above his head with one arm. He rests the belt once again on his shoulder as he makes his way to ringside.

Stenfelder: And his opponent, weighing in at 245 pounds, from Atlanta, Georgia, he is one half of the APW Tag Team Champions and the APW Tap Out Champion, “The Bad Influence” Jason Kash!

Nailz: There's no doubting that Jason Kash has been impressive during his tenure here in APW! He's the only man in APW right now to hold two titles!

Beckett: These fans are split right down the middle in their attitude towards Kash! Some of them absolutely love the guy, while others hate him with a passion!

He climbs up the steel steps and enters the ring. He raises the belt one more time before handing it to the ring announcer and slapping himself a few times to ready himself for the match. Both Brown and Kash look intensely at one another as the ref raises the belt high above his head before calling for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

APW Tap Out Championship Match
Jason Kash © vs. “True Brit” Johnny Brown

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The two men tie up in the middle of the ring, and Kash gets the advantage, flipping Brown to the mat with a Headlock Takedown! Kash takes a few steps back, allowing Brown to get to his feet, taunting him while he does so. The Tap Out Champ motions for Brown to tie up again, and the Englishman obliges. They tie up and again, Kash gets the advantage, giving Brown a few Muay Thai Knee Strikes before taking him down with another Headlock Takedown! The frusteration on Brown's face is evident as Kash keeps the headlock applied on the mat!

Beckett: Johnny Brown prides himself on his technical expertise, and while it can't be said that Jason Kash is a slouch in the ring, I don't think Brown expected the Tap Out Champ to be able to out-wrestle him in the early goings of this match!

Kash continues to have fun at Brown's expense, mocking him, telling him to fight back as he has the Headlock on tight. Johnny tries to give Kash some Backwards Elbows to the midsection, but Kash has himself positioned to where they're grazing blows at best. After a few moments, Kash maintains control of the headlock with one arm while taking the other, sticking his finger in his mouth before giving Johnny Brown a Wet Willie! The fans laugh as Brown gets enraged! Kash lets go and gets back, motioning for Brown to get back up while the British brawler wipes his ear in disgust!

Nailz: That was flat out disrespectful of Jason Kash right there! He'd better start taking this match more seriously, otherwise his title may very well be in jeporady!

Kash goes in to pull Brown back up from the seated position, but brown just reaches up and slaps the taste out of Kash's mouth! From here, Brown takes control of the match, applying the Cravates to bring Kash down to his knees before nailing him in the back of the head with a Stiff Kick! He immediately sits on the small of Kash's back, applying a Camel Clutch! After a few moments, Brown decides to Fish Hook Jason's mouth while keeping the Clutch applied! The ref admonishes Brown, and begins the mandatory five count! Brown lets go on four. From here, the match proceeds at a very fast pace for a Tap Out Rules match, with both men focusing on delivering high impact manuevers rather than the traditional wear down offense. As the match wears on, Brown tries to slow it down considerably, but whenever Kash gets back on the offensive, the pace picks up again! About twenty minutes into the contest, Brown is pulling Kash up from the mat near the corner. He gives him a couple of European Uppercuts before going for a Clothesline, which Kash ducks! Before Brown can react, he gets nailed with the UTI Neckbreaker! As Brown is on the mat, Kash rolls him onto his belly, and applies the Marijuana Withdraws Dragon Clutch! The fans are on their feet as Johnny Brown tries desperately to hang on!

Nailz: The human neck isn't meant to be bent like that!

Beckett: It looks like Brown's about to tap out!

In the ring, Brown is holding his hand up, looking to be on the verge of tapping! He desperately reaches out, getting his fingers on the rope! The ref starts the five count, but Kash heeds him no attention! “1! 2! 3! 4! 5! I'll disqualify you, Kash!” the ref yells before stating the count again! “1!”

Nailz: Remember, folks, the Tap Out Title can change hands on a disqualification!

“2!”

Beckett: Jason Kash better let go if he wants to keep his title!

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Kash finally lets go! The fans are still in a frenzy as Kash gets back up to his feet, motioning for Brown to get back up! All of the sudden, Nathaniel Havok comes running down to ringside.

Nailz: Are you kidding me? This guy is going to ruin a perfectly good match!

Beckett: He’s got revenge on his mind, and no one’s going to stop him he says!

Kash notices Nathaniel rushing to the ring, and just before Nathaniel slides in, Kash steps up to await his arrival. Nathaniel hesitates, distracting Kash long enough for Johnny Brown to deliver a swift kick to the back of the champions head.

Nailz: No! Not like this!

Beckett: He’s trying to lock in the Go Home!

Nailz: Kash grabbed the rope! He has to stop and break the hold!

Beckett: I can’t believe that Kash had the wherewithal to reach for the ropes after a kick like that! My God! This is great!

Brown, as well as Havok, cannot believe that Kash is still coherent. Johnny goes into a crazed state, stomping all over Kash. He lifts him up by the head, and backs him into the corner. Johnny has something unique in mind, as he is trying to lock the legs of Jason Kash, on the outside of the ropes. However, the champion begins to fight back. Right, left, right, left, and then an eye gouge that sends the challenger staggering back. Kash comes out of the corner with a full head of steam, connecting a right hand to the forehead of Brown, that sends the challenger down to the canvas. However, on the way down, Johnny falls into the ref, disorienting the man in the zebra stripes! Johnny is quick to get up, but is met with a left hand. Another left, and another, finally Jason attempts to Irish whip his opponent, but it’s reversed. As Kash runs towards the ropes, he is tripped up by Nathaniel, causing him to almost fall down. Kash turns his attention towards Nathaniel, who spits in the face of the Tap Out Champion. The champion reels backwards, wiping the spit from his face. All of the sudden, True Brit rushes up behind him, flips backwards, and somehow manages to land on top of Jason Kash, who is flat on his stomach.

Nailz: Not like this! No!

Beckett: Go Home! Go Home! Now, it’s only a matter of time!

Nathaniel stands on the outside of the ring, taunting Jason Kash who is powerless in this submission hold. The ref comes to, composes himself, and gets in position standing over Johnny and Jason. As Nathaniel smirks and taunts at Kash, the pain he is in, can be seen on his face. Kash is desperately trying to drag Brown and himself to the ropes to no avail! This causes Brown to snap, and pull back even harder! After about a minute and a half in the hold, Jason Kash is forced to tap out! DING! DING! DING!

Winner: “True Brit” Johnny Brown[/center]

Stenfelder: Here is your winner, and the new APW Tap Out Champion, “True Brit” Johnny Brown!

Beckett: It’s over! It’s over! We have a new Tap Out Champion!

Town Called Malice by The Jam begins to play on the PA system, and Johnny Brown makes it to his feet, still in shock. The referee grabs the belt from the time keeper, and rushes back into the ring. He hands the title to Johnny, and raises the new champions hand.

Nailz: What I want to know is why the heck is Nathaniel Havok out here in the first place! The ref should have called this match the moment Havok stepped foot out here!

Beckett: For that matter, where the heck is Shane Borderland!? You'd think that he would have had Kash's back!

The fans continue to show their disapproval as Nathaniel Havok is seen smirking, still looking into the ring. Johnny and Nathaniel make eye contact, as the smirk on Nathaniel’s face confuses him. All of the sudden, Nathaniel nods at True Brit, and begins to give him a slow clap. Nathaniel turns around and begins to walk up the ramp, still clapping. True Brit continues his celebration, as Jason Kash slowly makes it to his feet. Kash leaves the ring, and begins to recoperate outside. He looks up the ramp and stares at Nathaniel, who is now brushing his hands off, taunting Kash even more.

Nailz: Boy, this is going to cause some issues!

Beckett: Who cares? We have a new Tap Out Champion!

The cameras show backstage and a long leg in a black knee high boot which then turns into a shot of a girls butt and finally up until we see the face of Jade Jaro. She has her leg up on a table, stretching before the big main event match she is debuting in. She takes her leg off the table and puts the other one up, leaning down to touch her toes but as she is doing it Shane Borderland walks up behind her. He leans his head down a bit, looking at her ass for a second.

Jade: You like the view back there?

Borderland: As a matter of a fact I do.

Jade put her leg down, turning around and looking at Shane. She glances at him up and down as he glances mainly at her chest.

Jade: So you are Shane Borderland, huh? I thought you'd be taller.

Borderland: Ha. Cute… It is going to be a real shame that I'm going to have to bust that pretty face open later tonight. I mean if I were you I'd drop out of this match and let the men handle it.

Jade: Let the men handle it, huh? The way I see it the men in this match are more like a bunch of pathetic boys and they need a woman to slap them around a bit. As for you busting me open… I don't see that happened. I feel the same way you do though.

Borderland: About what?

Jade: It'll be a shame when I have to bust open that handsome face of yours.

Shane smirked as Jade ran her tongue over her upper lip. She tossed her hair back before she looked back up into his eyes.

Borderland: I like that attitude. It'll get you far in this business… Don't back down and never let people intimidate you.

Jade: You think I don't already know that crap? I didn't get to APW just because I have perfect breasts. Now don't you have a match to go get ready for? I was planning on watching you in action before I beat you and your pothead partner in the main event.

Borderland: I dare you to try it, doll.

Jade: Doll? Don't try to undermine me because I'm a chick. That shit pisses me off. How about we make a little bet on this main event?

Borderland: A bet? I'm listening.

Jade looked around for a second before she stepped up to Shane, putting her finger on the middle of his chest and running it down to his stomach before removing it off him.

Jade: The person who is eliminated first in the main event, which will be you, has to take the other one out for drinks tomorrow night. All drinks are on the loser, all night.

Borderland: Interesting… So we would be going out together for these drinks then?

Jade: I suppose we would have to.

Borderland: I'll take that bet then… Jade, right?

Jade: That's it. Don't forget it either… Now go run along and win your match.

Borderland: Will do and I'll be thinking about all those tasty beverages I'll be enjoying at your expensive tomorrow night.

Shane grinned before he headed past her. He didn't get too far before Jade slapped him on the ass. Shane jumped a bit and looked back at her but Jade just shrugged before putting her leg back up on the table, leaning down to stretch it. Shane let out a chuckle before heading towards Organized Violence's locker room.

Nailz: Well, I guess we found out where Borderland was!

Beckett: He was back there chasin' skirts!

The scene then fades off for a commercial break.

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Backstage cameras switch on to find Jason Kash walking into Organized Violence's locker room. Shane Borderland rushes Kash and they begin arguing. Both of them in arm's length of each other shoving the other with a stiff arm. Big Heavy, their hired security is standing to the side of them both but he has a can of spray cheese at his mouth, sucking from the nozzle.

Jason Kash: Fuck off man, I'm going to win this so you might as well kick back and just no show the Main Event. Serious.

Shane Borderland: Yeah I thought you didn't smoke before a match? You seem fucking high to think I'd skip out on this match..

Jason Kash: Fine, let's prove this shit right now! Let's see who is the better man tonight PARTNER!

Shane Borderland: What you got? I'll kick your ass in anything..

Jason Kash: Fine..Arm Wrestling Contest, right NOW!

Kash wipes everything off the little end table next to the couch setup in the locker room. Kash gets on one side and sets an elbow onto the table top. Shane drops down and spits in his hand before placing his elbow on the table. Kash gives him a dirty look and shakes his head in disapproval.

Jason Kash: What the hell man? Change arms now...Spitting in your hand? Really? Gross man!

They switch elbows and grab themselves a grip onto each other's hands. Their mean faces on, Kash growls and shows his teeth as they push down trying to slam the other's arm. Borderland grunts, Kash growls again but Kash gets Borderland's arm down onto it's backside. Kash breaths out like he just moved a mountain. Borderland grabs his arm like it hurts as the scene jumps back to ringside.



“Never Gonna Give You Up/Smells Like Teen Spirit” hits the speakers, and APW Asylum General Manager Reginald Schmidt makes his way out to the ring, being greeted with apathy from the crowd. He waves and gladhands a bit on his way down the ramp, stepping into the ring and grabbing a mic.

Reginald: Now folks, I have an unfortunate announcement to make. I know that I promised each and every one of you that the fine gentlemen from Epic Meal Time would join us here for Asylum here tonight! Well, it turns out I should have probably talked to the fellas themselves before making that promise, because their schedule would not allow for them to come to Portland here tonight!

The fans boo this announcement. A loud, “REGGIE SUCKS! REGGIE SUCKS!” chant gets going.

Reginald: I probably deserve that. But to make it up to all of you, and show President Jeff that I'm perfectly capable of doing this job, I'm going to now perform the National Anthem for you fine people here in Portland, Oregon!

Before Reginald can begin, he gets cut off by Steve Beckett, who has a microphone at the announce table! Beckett removes his headset and stands up, beginning to make his way to the ring.

Beckett: I've had enough! I have freakin' had enough! Reginald Schmidt, I have sat at that announce table for almost a year, and have had to put up with your incompetance, your idiocy! Back in the day, I was the owner of IWC, and even though Asylum is now under the banner of APW, I can't help but feel like you are crapping on the legacy of my promotion week in and week out!

There's a few scattered cheers in the crowd as Beckett steps into the ring. Reginald looks sad and dejected as Beckett continues to berate him.

Beckett: Reginald Schmidt, the very thought of you makes me absolutely sick to my stomach! When President Jeff came out here a few months ago and took you to task for the piss poor job you've done running this show, it was one of the happiest days of my life! The only way I could have been happier is if he had fired your sorry butt right then and there! Becaues, Reginald, we all know that the moment you're gone is the moment that Jeff will turn to me, and ask me, no, beg me to run APW Asylum!

Reginald: Now you stop right there, Mister! You may think I've been doing a terrible job thus far, and you're free to have that opinion, but the fact of the matter is, I'm still your boss, and you need to show me the kind of respect that that entails!

Beckett: Respect you? Respect you!? How the heck can I show respect to a moron like you! Each and every week, you somehow manage to show yourself to be an even bigger idiot than we all you were before! The bottom line is that you are unfit to run Asylum, and I want you job!

Reginald: Well, you can't have it! And anyways, why are you so convinced that if I was fired that President Jeff would turn to you to take my place? I mean, how many times did IWC come back, only to shut down again and again and again?! The only reason you were in charge was because you were the boss, but obviously, you weren't a very good one!

At this point, Beckett snaps, and takes a swing at Reginald, but the General Manager blocks it, and decks Beckett with a Forearm Shot to the chin! Beckett falls like a ton of bricks to the mat! The fans pop and are chanting for Reginald as he stands over the arrogant announcer!

Reginald: I'm taking that as your two weeks notice! Good-bye, Steve, you're suspended!

Nailz: Holy smokes! My broadcast partner, Steve Beckett, has just been suspened by Reginald! It looks like I'll be calling the rest of this show by myself!

Reginald: I'm sorry that I lost my temper there folks, but I know that you all didn't pay good money to see an announcer or myself duke it out, so I'm going to take a seat at the announce table to replace this bum, and get back to the action!

The fans cheer this, and Reginald makes his way out of the ring as some refs help drag Beckett from the ring. Reginald takes a seat next to Russ T. Nailz, and puts on the headset.

Nailz: Welcome to the announce table, Reginald! I'll tell you what, I've been wanting to do just what you did to Beckett for a long time!

Reginald: Well, the way I see it, Steve Beckett is a scum bucket! I may be incompetant, but at least I'm friendly!

Nailz: Let's send it back to Adam Stenfelder in the ring!

Stenfelder: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall!

[As the smoke begins to clear from the entrance ramp, the lights in the arena dim, "Remember the Name" by Fort Minor begins to play throughout the arena. The crowd rises to its feet and begins to Boo as the opening lines are heard...


You Ready!?.....Lets Go!

This is 10% Luck

20% Skill

15% Concentrated Power of Will

5% Pleasure

50% Pain

and 100% Reason to Remember the Name



Just as the last line plays, Tyler Vaughn followed by Hopper Rose steps through the curtains and onto the entrance ramp, causing the Asylum faithful to erupt into pure chaos as the two men who call themselves "Most Hated" make their way out onto the entrance ramp, where Tyler stops and stands and looks out at the fans. After a few moments he begins to walk down to the ring, followed by Hopper Rose who is unfazed by the horrible reception he's getting is slowly making his way down to the ring with his hood up and draped over his face...

Stenfelder: Making their way to the ring first, at a combined weight of 465 pounds, Hopper Rose and Tyler Vaughn, Most Hated!

Nailz: Most Hated came up short in their match against RSM at Shockwave. They'll look to get back on track against the makeshift team of the Mike Morrison and the new APW Suicidal Champion, Chris Cyrus!

Rose slowly walks down the ramp to the ring and dives in and crawls towards the corner and sits back, leaning his head on the second turnbuckle with he look of remorse on his face as Tyler Vaughn stoops down next to Hopper as both await the arrival of their opponents.

Black Sabbath's "Ironman" hits the speakers, and Chris Cyrus & Mike Morrison make their way into the arena. The fans cheer for Cyrus, while a few crazies in the crowd go wild for Morrison. As they head down the ramp, a female fan in the front is wearing a bowler hat, and has a "Marry Me Morrison" sign, which Chris points out to his partner.

Stenfelder: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 460 pounds, the team of Mike Morrison and the APW Suicidal Champion, Chris Cyrus!

Reginald: I like these guys! They're pretty swell fellas!

The two men slide into the ring, and Most Hated immediately attacks them as the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Most Hated vs. Chris Cyrus & Mike Morrison

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Most Hated starts the match beating down on Cyrus and Morrison, but before long, the makeshift team turns the tide, with Morrison tossing Vaughn over the ropes, and Cyrus giving Rose a DDT that takes him down! Morrison makes his way to the corner, leaving Cyrus and Rose as the official men. The match continues at a quick pace, with Cyrus and Rose going back and forth for a bit, before Rose gets the upperhand, taking Cyrus down with a Swinging Neckbreaker! He makes the tag to Vaughn, who is right on Cyrus! The fans are cheering loudly to try and will the Suicidal Champ on, and the match progresses with Cyrus continuing to play the babyface in peril!

Nailz: Cyrus really needs to make a tag here! Most Hated is experienced as a unit, and things could get real ugly, real quick for Cyrus if he can't get Morrison into this match!

Vaughn lifts Cyrus up onto his shoulders, but before he can react, Cyrus gives him a few hard elbows to the side of the head and slides down behind him! He then takes Vaughn down with a Spinning Heel Kick to the back of the head! Cyrus and Vaughn begin to crawl to their respective corners! Both men make the tag, and Morrison comes in like a house of fire! He gets the advantage over Rose, and doesn't relent in the slightest! The match continues with both teams trading the advantage back and forth, and the finish comes with Morrison and Vaughn in as the legal men. Vaughn takes Morrison down with a DDT, and pulls him up, tagging Hopper in, while holding Morrison up. Hopper runs to the ropes, and goes to Clothesline Mike Morrison, but Mr. Madness ducks, causing Hopper Rose to nail his own partner! Vaughn rolls out of the ring in pain as Hopper turns around to receive a swift kick in the gut from Morrison, which leads into the Madness Effect Double Arm DDT! Cyrus runs and dives off the apron to take Vaughn out as he begins to get up, allowing Morrison to pin Hopper Rose, 1
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Winners: Chris Cyrus and Mike Morrison[/center]

Stenfelder: Here are your winners, by pinfall, the team of Chris Cyrus and Mike Morrison!

"Madness" begins to play over the speakers as the ref raises Mike Morrison's arm in victory. Cyrus slides back into the ring and gets his arm raised as well!

Nailz: Great victory for Mike Morrison and Chris Cyrus here tonight!

Reginald: It looked like Most Hated were on a roll, but one miscommunication brought the whole thing tumbling down!

APW goes to a commercial break.

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APW Asylum comes back from commercial, where Billy Walker is present inside the ring sitting in a folded chair gripping a microphone across his sternum; BW seems to be pissed off as he begins talking.

BW: Well, well, well...Once again Asylum has decided that Yoko Misawa was too dangerous for T.V. by pressing charges against him for roughing a few stage hands...Truth be told they deserved it they were in the wrong place...At the wrong time!

Nailz: The fact is, Yoko Misawa was a sore loser, and took it out on the folks who were just doing their job backstage!

Reginald: Exactly!

BW: And oh now I will not stand for this I will protest this un-just issue by holding the Asylum show hostage unless Yoko is reinstated right here & right now damn it...

At this point, Reginald has seen enough, and stands at the announce table, removing his headset and calling for a mic.

Reginald: Now just a moment, Mister! If you think that you're going to be able to highjack this broadcast, you've got another thing coming to you! I don't have to explain why Yoko had the charges pressed against him, because it wasn't APW that did so! It was the victims of his heinous attack! It is my policy that any Asylum Mega Stars with outstanding legal issues are placed on leave, while their legal issues are sorted out! If you don't like it, tough cookies! Now you have two choices, you can either leave the ring right now, or I can have security make you!

BW: I'm not leaving this ring, no way, no how, until the Human Tsunami is allowed to compete!

Reginald: Okay, if you want to do it the hard way! Security!

Security guards come walking down the ramp, while Billy Walker sits in the chair. They reach the ring, and grab a hold of Walker, yanking him up violently from the chair and leading him out of the arena, while the fans sing, "Na na na na, na na na na, Hey-eh-EH, Good bye!" Walker is struggling all the way up the ramp, but the four security guards keep a tight hold on him. Reginald sits back down and puts the headset back on.

Nailz: Well, that was slightly pathetic, wasn't it?

Reginald: Well, what can I say? Four security guards should have no problem with a weasel like Billy Walker!

Nailz: Well, let's get ready for our next match!

The lights dim down as "Sound of Madness" by Shinedown begins to play. After a few moments the large and imposing figure of Rico Casteel makes his way out from the back with the APW World Heavyweight title strapped around his waist. He pauses at the entrance and scans the crowd before smirking, cracking his neck, and making his way down to the ring.

Stenfelder: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, making his way into the ring, weighing 270 pounds, he is the World Heavyweight Champion, Rico Casteel.

Ignoring all of the fans, he reaches the ring, grabs the middle rope and hauls himself onto the apron. He climbs through the ropes and paces around the ring.)

As the lights dim throughout the arena, red strobe lights start shining everywhere as the sound of "Light It Up" by Rev Theory blairs through the arena. Shane Borderland slowly comes out behind the curtain and stops when he reaches the top of the ramp and looks throughout the crowd.

Stenfelder: And his opponent, making his way into the ring, weighing 243 pounds, Shane Borderland.

He raises his arms up in the air as the crowd boo’s him. He starts walking down the ramp looking side to side at the crowd. He jumps up on the apron, and turns an looks at the crowd and shakes his head. He goes through the middle rope and hops up on the turnbuckle and extends his arms. (Randy Orton Style) then he jumps off the turnbuckle.

Rico Casteel vs. Shane Borderland

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The bell rings and Borderland runs across the ring and gives Casteel a dropkick in the corner.

Nailz: Borderland is starting this thing hard and fast.

Casteel stumbles out of the corner and Borderland hits the Border Driver.

Nailz: Borderland is looking to end this early.

Reginald: Maybe too early.

Nailz: I've seen matches end early before.

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Casteel kicks out. Borderland helps Casteel to his feet and tries to punch him. Casteel ducks it and Borderland hits the referee. he angrily kicks the referee for good measure. Jason Kash runs to the ring with a steel chair in his hand. He swings the chair at Casteel but Casteel moves out of the way and Kash hits Borderland. Borderland goes down. As Kash is horrified by his handiwork, Casteel hooks him and hits the Bedlam Buster. Kash rolls out of the ring and Casteel grabs Borderland and hits Reckless Abandon. He covers.
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Winner: Rico Casteel[/center]

Stenfelder: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Rico Casteel!

Nailz: Rico Casteel overcame the odds and showed us all why he is the World Heavyweight Champion.

Reginald: Well, not even Jason Kash could help Borderland defeat "The Loose Cannon!"

Nailz: Casteel overcame the Border Driver AND turned Kash's interference against Borderland! What a way to win it!

Casteel celebrates in the ring as Asylum cuts to a pre-taped video.

Branden Harvey is shown sitting in front of a black background. He has a serious look on his face. He begins to speak.

Harvey: Wow. It is September 11, 2011. It is ten years after the most horrific day in American history. I have been asked to reflect upon that ay.

Ten years ago, I was a seventeen year old kid. I was a senior at Del Campo High School. That morning, I had no idea what was about to happen.

You see, I had the day off from school because of a bomb threat. I live in Sacramento. A bomb threat is not uncommon. I slept in that morning until 9:00 AM. I walked into the living room and saw the first tower burning.

I asked my mom, "What are you watching?," thinking it was a movie of some sort. She said, "The news. A plane just crashed into the World trade Center."

I, like most people, thought it was some sort of horrible accident. I turned around and started back towards my bedroom when I heard my mom scream, "WHOA!" I turned back around and asked her what had happened. She said another plane had crashed into the second tower.

Now, I had no idea this was a terrorist attack. But I knew now that it was not an accident. This was the most horrible thing that had happened in America in my life and, at this point, I knew that.

Hundreds of people died that day, men, women, and children, and all Osama Bin Laden could do was laugh. He caused the death of a baby that was only twenty three months old and all he could do was laugh in our faces about it. I kept thinking, "Someone with a soul did this?" I was astonished that one person could cause such devastation, cause the death of so many people, and be happy about it. It boggles the mind.

Osama Bin Laden was a monster and, when we killed him early this year, I was happy about it. I am not going to lie. He deserved to die and have his corpse strung up at Ground Zero for everyone to see, in my opinion.

And here we are ten years later. And what do we have to show for the extra protection provided due to the September 11 hysteria? An in debt government, a crappy economy, and piss poor leadership. God, I love America.

We've had piss poor leadership since the 1998 Elections as the growing terror threat was being ignored and the 1999 Gramm-Leach-Bliley Act when the financial protections of the Glass-Steagall Act of 1933 were officially removed. September 11 happened despite warnings that occurred and then in attempting to get revenge for the September 11 deed, we've sent two full scale military invasions into 2 countries of our choosing.

So yeah, I am not wasting my time remembering the deaths of 3,000 Americans and the 10 years of policy bullshit afterwards. If anything, I will just continue to be extra appreciative of the police officers and firefighters for the lives they continually save.

Asylum goes to commercial.

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Stenfelder: Introducing First hailing from Roanoke Rapids, NC!! "The Ironman" Tommy KNOXXXVILLE!!

The guitars begin to sound as "American High" by Machine Head plays over the arena. The lights dim and the entrance stage fills with smoke as dark red and white strobe lights flicker over the arena. The drums in the intro begin to beat heavily as it echoes over the arena. A bright white light shines from the entrance way as the silhouette of a man stands there. The guitars then begin to play heavy as Tommy Knoxville walks out from the back and out into the open. He stands there on the stage for a moment with his arms by his side as he looks over the arena getting mixed reactions from the fans. He then begins to slowly walk down the aisle as a loud voice fills the arena.

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

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

Stenfelder: And His Opponent....From Sacramento, California! BRRRRANNNDEN....HARRRRVEEEYYY!!!!

"Rise to it" by Kiss begins to play over the PA system. The crowd elicites a chorus of boos. The lights are beginning to flicker on and off as Branden Harvey bursts out from behind the curtains and onto the ramp. Steadily strutting towards the ring, he mocks the fans on the way through. He bullies the referee before turning around and taunting the crowd.

Nailz: What a good Match this will be! I am really excited about this because these two men are going to put it all on the line.

Reginald: Both want to prove their worth on the APW landscape, that is for sure!

Tommy Knoxville vs. Branden Harvey

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Knoxville starts the match, rushing Harvey from across the ring. Harvey pushes off Knoxville and ducks under a clothesline attempt, quickly running to the other side of the ring and bouncing off the ropes. Knoxville spins around as Harvey comes back and leaps up into the air for a leaping clothesline of his own that takes Knoxville off his feet. Branden Harvey rolls out and onto his feet and slaps his own chest growling out to the crowd. The fans eat it up as the match has started off hot and quick. Harvey pulls Knoxville up as "The Ironman" gets to a bends over on his feet and Branden Harvey jumps up and goes for a Hurricanrana but Knoxville counters it, slamming Harvey impactfully into the canvas. Knoxville falls forward with Harvey's legs, rolling him up on to his neck for a quick pin attempt.

1...

2....Kickout!

Harvey pushes Knoxville off when it mattered but that Powerbomb hurt. Knoxville gets up first and big boots Harvey in the side of the head as Harvey gets to his hands and knees. As Harvey is forced to roll on to his side and then flop on to his back. As soon as hit lands on his back, Knoxville drops in for an elbow drop but misses as Harvey quickly rolls out of the way. Harvey gets up and launches in with a diving head kick and catches Knoxville in the back of his head as he was standing on one leg and one knee. Knoxville wobbles before face planting into the canvas. Harvey flips Knoxville over onto his back and then takes a few steps back before hitting Knoxville with a Running Shooting Star and hooks the leg to make the pin.

1...

2.....

Th...KICKOUT!!

Harvey slaps the mat but gets up quickly. He rushes the nearest rope and springboards off the middle rope, hitting a Lionsault Moonsault but as he comes down, Knoxville lifts his knees and Harvey lands chest and stomach over Knoxville's pointed knees. Harvey cringes in pain as he hits the mat and rolls around. Knoxville crawls and uses the ropes to pull himself up. He takes a minute to catch his breath as he grabs the back of his head from where that kick had landed. As Harvey gets up, Knoxville rushes over and snatches his opponents head, spinning him around with a Swinging Neckbreaker. Knoxville gets some speed and gets to his feet, pulling Harvey up to his as well and Knoxville pulls Harvey's head in between his legs. He singles for a piledriver and as he lifts Harvey up and goes to cradle the piledriver, Harvey pulls his upper half up and then falls back hitting a Hurricanrana on Knoxville. Tommy Knoxville hurls at the ropes and flies through to the outside. Harvey gets to his feet and watches as Knoxville stunned and confused gets up outside the ring and that signals Harvey to run and launch himself over the ropes to the outside with a Swanton Dive. The moves catches Knoxville and the crowd erupts as they both land on the outside ring mats.

Reginald: What a move by Braden Harvey!

Nailz: Knoxville isn't out of this just yet, they've showcased they are both explosive. Now we will see who can finish.

Both men take their sweet time getting up. The referee has been counting the 10 since Harvey restarted the count flying over the top ropes to the outside and he's currently at 7 on the count as Harvey pulls himself up using the ring apron. Knoxville grabs Harvey and uses him to pull himself up and then lays a forearm into Harvey's shoulder blades, then the back of Harvey's head with a second shot. Knoxville plants his feet and grabs Harvey from behind and pulls him up, tossing him with a crushing release German Suplex. Branden Harvey lands against the guard railing and heaps down onto his shoulders on the ground like a slinky. Knoxville hurries, pushing himself through his pains to get up, roll inside the ring and back out as the referee had gotten to 9 on the count. Not restarted again, the referee begins at 1 and Knoxville pulls down Harvey's legs putting him on his stomach. Knoxville grabs an arm and drags him closer to the corner post where the steel steps are located and then lets his arm drop. Knoxville looks back up at the referee to get the count and climbs up on to the top of the 2 stair steel steps. With the referee at 5, Knoxville looks down at Harvey which isn't that far down but Knoxville comes off the steel and drops a Legdrop onto the back of Harvey's head.

Nailz: OHHH!! What a nasty looking leg drop! Harvey didn't see that coming at all!

Reginald: Yeah he was looking to Hurt someone...

Nailz: Well this isn't patty cake...Is he suppose to be safe? I didn't get that memo.

Knoxville gets up rubbing his ass as he rolls slowly into the ring. He gets up and faces the audience at the far side of the ring thinking he is about to win by count out. His arms raised up taunting the crowd as the referee continues to count. At 7 Knoxville is showing his confidence in victory with his back to Branden Harvey who is getting up outside the ring. Harvey stumbles a bit but catches himself on the ring apron and begins pulling himself in the ring. The referee gets to 9 as Harvey get officially into the ring. Harvey is up on his feet as Knoxville turns around wondering where the bell is to call the match and to his surprise Branden Harvey is right there in his face with a moonsault dropkick! Tommy Knoxville trips backwards into the ropes and falls onto his ass. Harvey lands in a sprinters position and rockets himself at Knoxville, clobbering him with a stiff Shinning Wizard into the face. Knoxville goes limp and fades over onto his side. Harvey pulls Knoxville to the middle of the ring.

Branden Harvey makes the signal for Pheonix 630 and breaks into a run and leaps up onto the middle turnbuckle. He grabs each side of the top bucket but Knoxville has came too and hurried himself to get up. Knoxville comes up from behind Harvey and pulls him down to where Harvey's back is across Knoxville's shoulders. Knoxville starts slowly away from the turnbuckle and walks a few steps towards the middle of the ring before tipping himself over and planting Branden Harvey into the mat with his "Drunken Hangover" Reverse DVD. Harvey crumbles into the mat and Knoxville pulls his unconscious body over and covers his opponent.

1....

2.....

3!!!!! DING! DING! DING!

Winner: Tommy Knoxville[/center]

Nailz: WICKED DRUNKEN HANGOVER! THAT COULD HAVE KILLED HARVEY, F**KING AWESOME!!!

Reginald: What a match! We had High Flying, Vicious Intent, and Drama!

Stenfelder: WINNER Via Pinfall...."IRON MAN" TOMMMMEYYY KNOXXXVILLLE!!!

Knoxville's music hits, and the fans boo him as he arrogantly struts around the ring. Asylum cuts backstage.

The scene cuts back to Organized Violence backstage in their locker room. They are both on the ground doing push ups. They are almost head to head doing them, words of discouragement being said back and forth. They want to verbally make the other quit, lose this round of approval or whatever this has become. Kash cramps up at his 110th push up count and falls against the ground smashing into his shoulder. Borderland pushes himself up to his feet and throws his arms up in celebration. Kash gets up holding his shoulder but looks at Borderland.

Jason Kash: Oh this is not over...We're even 1-1 so we need a tiebreaker...

Shane Borderland: We could race around the Arena?

Jason Kash: What the fuck? This ain't the time to showcase our Usain Bolt skills. I don't run from nothing but the police, not running. How about we take turns kicking each other in the nuts until one of us quits?

Shane Borderland: WHAT!? No, No, I'm not putting my Meat Dice on the line for anything!

Jason Kash: Meat Dice? What? No, listen okay no nut shots...What else can we do then?

Shane Borderland: Rock, Paper, Scissors?

Jason Kash: Thumb Wrestling maybe?

As they both sat there thinking as what next to do, Big Heavy who has only recently started talking breaks through with a suggestion that grabs both their attention.

Big Heavy: Shootout...

Kash and Borderland look at each other and then back over to Big Heavy and he further explains.

Big Heavy: You done just bought those new Shooting Tasers didn't ya?

The idea hadn't crossed Jason's mind but the big man was right. He had just bought some new tasers like the police use. Not as deadly, not deadly at all just funny. He smiled but Borderland wasn't much for smiling at the moment as Asylum heads to commerical.

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Aslyum is back from the comercials, and we find Sally Talfourd has made her way to the ring. Her arm is in a sling, but that doesn't stop her from getting out here and putting the crowd to sleep with a promo-cum-segment of hers. She waits for the crowd - which has been cheering and hooting and hollering since the show came back - to calm down. She flashes an embarassed smile, blushing a hint as she laps all this up. Finally, the crowd settles down and Sally brings the microphone up.

Sally: Hello Asylum! And hello Portland! You know, you're like the home away from home for me. I just live a short drive north and, honestly, it's almost like I'm home. *A bit of a pop from the nearly-hometown* So it's quite fitting that me, like, return to regular TV comes here. I mean, sure, I've been around on TV. But, if I'm being honest with everyone, my heart really hasn't been in it. While I've been here, I haven't really been here. My body's been in the ring, but not my heart and my soul. And, you're all smart people. You know when that's the case. And you all saw that. You've seen that in the past few weeks. You saw it on Asylum. And you saw it Shockwave.

The crowd starts up a round of applause. Partly in support, partly on how awesome that pay per view was. Sally nods in approval.

Sally: I teamed up with Havok to try and win the tag team titles. And we came up short. It was no one's fault in particular. We just didn't win. And, you know, credit to team Organised Violence. They beat us. Don't worry about the fact that we were a fresh team. Don't worry that during that match, I got a tear in my right shoulder, tore my rotator cuff. *Sally taps her sling* And don't worry that half the team - me - had had the worst run-up to the match, throwing everything at a tournament and hardly getting in an APW ring. Please, I want you two champions and everyone here to night to forget about all that.

Sally waves a hand through the air as if to brush all that stuff away. Let's pretend that stuff never happened, and pretend that the tag champs, you know, really earned their titles at Shockwave. It's not nice to cast aspertions that cast judgement on champions. They're the representatives of the company, after all. Let them be!

Sally: Because you two boys won fair and square. You two won, and Havok and I lost. You two walked out champions, and we hardly even walked out. But just because you beat us then ... that doesn't mean you're going to beat us the next time. But let's say you do. Let's say you win the rematch. And then again after that. Then again, and again, and again. You want to know something? If it takes that many damn times to beat you two and win those titles, I swear to you, Shane, and you, Jason. that Havok and I will go into that many matches. We'll lose that many times. We'll get beat up match after match after match if we have to. We want those titles! And we're going to get those titles.

We might not get the chance at One Night. It might come one Asylum down the line. It might comes on some OverDrive. It might come all the way at next Rasslemania. I don't care how long. I'm holding my breath. But, until that big match, I have to make sure I get my heart back into this. This is the first step. You'll see me on OverDrive. You'll see me rehabing this damn shoulder. And then I'll be back in the ring. And that's when you'll know that I'm back. Perfection will be in the ring. The reason to watch Asylum will be back. And wrestling, as you know it, will be back to its sublime best.

Sally waves a cute little wave to the camera, then spins to wave to the crowd. The crowd is on their feet, cheering and hooting all over again. Sally poses on the turnbuckles for her adoring fans, then jumps back down to the mat, rolls under the ropes, then heads on backstage to let Asylum roll on!

Camera jump backstage to find Jason Kash and Shane Borderland standing out in the parking lot. A small group of fans have found their way back there as well and they are forming a circle around the Tag Team Champions. They both have a belt on that has a taser clipped to it. Kash even found a fan with a Cowboy Hat and he's wearing it to fit the situation. They are standing about 10 feet from each other.

Shane Borderland: Sure you wanna do this?

Jason Kash: Got to now! One of us going in to that Showdown a little Buzzed and NOT from any Marijuana! You ready? Big Heavy, you call "Draw" on the count of 3 alright? LET'S DO THIS!!! ARGHHH!!

Both prepare themselves, hands only mere inches away from their tasers clipped onto their belts. Kash slightly wiggling his fingers and biting his bottom lip. Big Heavy pulls away the can of Spray Cheese and clears his throat.

Big Heavy: One....Two.....Three, DRAW!

Both probably went on three and not draw cause their tasers were out and both of them shot out at the other. Kash tried to duck and dodge but the sharp end stuck him in the shoulder. He makes an "aghhh" noise as he hits the pavement and flops around like a fish. Borderland also had gotten hit but Kash couldn't hold the button down to continue shocking Borderland. Borderland releases the button and Kash has a few after shocks and once again makes that "aghh" noise as he moves around stunned and dazed. Big Heavy and Shane go over to help their friend up from the ground, ending this competition between partners at least for the night.

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We go to the ring with Every Planet We Reach is Dead By The Gorillaz playing over the PA and The Fighting Spirit in the ring.

Adam: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall. Already in the ring, at a combined weight of 440 pounds, DREAM Okinawa, Suicido, they are FIGHTING SPIRIT!

“Fell Into Your Shoes” by Chevelle starts playing as Charles Scripps and Kate Horton, otherwise known to the world as the San Diego Seagulls, come out to a great ovation from the fans in attendance. Both are wearing white ring gear with aqua and navy blue designs on them.

Adam: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 342 pounds, Charles Scripps & Kate Horton, They are the SAN DIEGO SEAGULLS

They high five fans on the way to the ring. Once they reach the ring both of them climb in and then pose on the middle turnbuckle. After this they climb down and their music stops playing as they get ready for in-ring action.

San Diego Seagulls Vs Fighting Spirit

The bell rings with Charles and Okinawa starting things off. They go for a lock up and Charles gets a kick in and takes Okinawa to the corner and begins spearing him. He then grabs him and hip tosses him out of the corner. Charles hits Okinawa with a round house kickm sending him to the corner and he tags in Kate. Kate comes into the ring as she and Charles throw Okinawa into the ropes and give him a double drop kick. Kate covers, but only gets a two count. Kate picks Okinawa up and Okinawa eye rakes her and Okinawa tags out to Suicido. He comes into the ring and charges at Kate and she takes him down with a drop toe hold. Suicido gets up and Kate lifts Suicido up and drops him with a Samoan drop!

Nailz: Wow, didn’t expect that

Beckett: Kate came to play tonight!

Kate tags Charles and Charles goes to the top rope. Suicido gets up and Charles comes off with a Front Missile dropkick. He goes for a cover, but Okinawa breaks the count up at 2. Kate comes in and charges at Okinawa, tackling him down. She lifts him up and takes him to the corner as Charles takes Suicido to the opposite. The Seagulls throw their opponents towards each other and they hit each other. Kate grabs Okinawa and takes him down and locks in the Labell Lock as Charles does the same thing to Suicido. The ref checks for the tap out and all of a sudden, both Suicido and Okinawa begin tapping out

Winner: San Diego Seagulls

Kate and Charles begin celebrating their victory as the ref raises their arms

Nailz: Wow, The Seagulls didn’t waste any time tonight, making quick work of the Fighting Spirits.

Beckett: take a good look cause we might not see the Fighting Spirit again

Charles and Kate continue to celebrate as we go backstage.

The scene opens up backstage where Rico Casteel can be seen stalking through the backstage area in his wrestling attire, the APW World Heavyweight title around his waist.

"Everyone thinks they own this place."

Rico enters the locker room area where he pauses outside a door with a "JOHNNY BROWN" sign on it. He shakes his head and continues.

"Everyone thinks that they are the best the Asylum has to offer."

Rico continues walking and comes up on the locker room of Organized Violence and laughs to himself.

"Everything thinks they are the big dog in the fight."

Rico comes upon the locker room of Chris Cyrus, pauses, and shakes his head again.

"But how many of them have not only beaten, but destroyed each and every enemy thrown in their paths? How many of them can lay claim to turning aside every challenger that has come their way? How many of them can say that they ran the man who is James Chambers out of APW?

"How many of them hold the APW World Heavyweight title?

"None of them. And their little battle royal doesn't make me think any differently. It doesn't make me see any of them in a new light, as a true challenger to my title. If anything, their little blood fest out there simply gives them all a chance to show just how ignorant they are. It gives them all a chance to show the world how fucking blind they are. None of them can claim to be the best while I stand before them. None of them can lay claim to the top spot in MY Kingdom while I hold the APW World title.

"Some of them might think they're better than everyone else."

Rico passes the locker room of Branden Harvey and shakes his head, before coming across the locker room of Madok Mortalis. He pauses and spits on the floor in front of the door before turning to the camera.

"What they don't realize is that in reality, each and every one of them is the exact same, and each and every one of them are going to be disappointed in exactly the same way. Sure, there is going to be a winner of that battle royal.

"But whoever wins is going to be in for a rude awakening when I destroy them inside of my ring and retain MY title."

He glares into the camera before turning and continuing to walk down the hall as the scene cuts back to ringside.

The arena dims as "All Wound Up" starts up though the arena. Then as the beat kicks in the lights pulse on and off while bright white lights begin to light up in circles around the entrance. Then from the back steps out Jade Jaro. She struts out to the middle of the stage. Jade spreads her legs a bit before raising her arms up from her side up into the air with a smirk on her face. Jade then heads down the ramp towards the ring, looking at the fans with a look of disgust.

Stenfelder: Making her way to the ring first, weighing in at 118 pounds, from Bellevue, Washington, Jade Jaro!

Nailz: Jade Jaro gets to make her debut here tonight in the Main Event! What's your rational behind this decision, Reginald?

Reginald: Well, quite frankly, Russ, I was very impressed with what I saw in Jade, and I don't mean her figure! APW Asylum has always been a show about opportunity, and tonight, she gets the biggest one I can give her!

She then jogs the last few steps towards the ring, running and hopping up on the apron so she is sitting on it. Jade pulls herself up using the ropes and walks across the apron slowly before looking around and jumping up, doing the splits on the ring apron. Jade then lowers her head, under the ropes, pulling herself into the ring. Once she is up she climbs up on the ropes, one foot on the bottom rope and the other on the second as she stares out at the fans. Jade bounces on the ropes before jumping off and standing in the ring ready for the match to begin.

Nailz: Well, folks, we'll be right back after these commercials with our Main Event, the First Blood Battle Royal to determine the #1 Contender for the APW World Heavyweight Championship!

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APW Asylum comes back with all the competitors for the First Blood Battle Royal in the ring. There are two refs in the ring, and four more on the outside. Madok's music is playing as he's the last Mega Star to enter the ring. All the competitors are glaring at one another, as the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

First Blood Battle Royal for the #1 Contendership of the APW World Heavyweight Championship
Madok Mortalis vs. Jade Jaro vs. "True Brit" Johnny Brown vs. Jason Kash vs. Shane Borderland vs. Tommy Knoxville vs. Branden Harvey vs. Mike Morrison vs. Chris Cyrus

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Nailz: These nine competitors are all fighting for a shot at the richest prize in the business today!

Everyone meets in the middle of the ring in a gigantic cluster, just brawling and fighting tooth and nail. Eventually, Cyrus and Harvey break off from the pack, with Cyrus tossing Harvey over the ropes to the outside! Cyrus joins the former "Supersonic" one outside, and mounts him, punching the living daylights out of him, trying to break the skin! As he does so, Mike Morrison gets tossed from the ring, and crashes right into Cyrus, knocking him off of Branden Harvey! Harvey is quick to crawl away and grab the steel chair out from underneath the time keeper, winding up and nailing Cyrus right between the eyes! The near ref confirms that Cyrus is busted wide open, and orders him to the back!

Eliminated: Chris Cyrus

Harvey takes a swing for Morrison, but Morrison ducks out the way, taking him down with a hard fist to the back of the head! In the ring, Madok is going after Jade Jaro in the corner, pummeling her with lefts and rights! Borderland is there to pull Madok off, tossing him out of the ring. Jaro repays Borderland's chivalry by pulling a pair of Brass Knuckles out of her top, slipping them on, and decking him as he turns around to check on her! He falls to the mat with blood trickling down his forehead!

Eliminated: Shane Borderland

Nailz: That Jezzebelle! Jade Jaro just made Borderland pay for his kindness!

Reginald: I guess she really wanted him to pay for the drinks after the show, didn't she!?

Morrison has a hold of the chair that was previously in Harvey's possession, and he motions for Harvey to get up. Morrison stalks Branden as he begins to make his way back up, but Harvey pops up like a flash, Dropkicking the chair right into Morrison's face! He's bleeding from the mouth, and the ref waves him out of the match!

Eliminated: Mike Morrison

Nailz: These eliminations are coming fast and furious!

Reginald: Any blood thirsty fans should be pleased with this match! That's why I made it!

In the ring, Kash and Johnny Brown continue their fight from earlier in the night, trading blows left and right, but with neither man striking the opening blow! While Harvey and Mortalis are going at on the outside, Jade decides to let the men fight it out, sitting in the corner, adjusting her brass knucks for comfort. Both Harvey and Mortalis are fighting over control of the steel chair, but while they do so, Chris Cyrus finally comes to, and kicks Harvey in the ankle, giving Madok all the advantage he needs to take the chair and blast Harvey with it! Harvey falls to the floor like a ton of bricks, while the refs try to get Cyrus out of there, but the Suicidal Champion doesn't comply, mounting Harvey again, and absolutely pummeling him until his forehead starts to bleed! The refs shrug their shoulders before waving Harvey out of the match!

Eliminated: Branden Harvey

Nailz: Branden Harvey was responsible for Cyrus being eliminated, and vise versa! Could we be seeing something brewing between those two Megastars!?

Reginald: You're darn right we could be! They both cost each other a shot at the APW World Heavyweight Championship! That would cause sore feelings for anybody!

The fight continues one with Madok Mortalis sliding back into the ring with the chair in hand. Before he can stand up, though, Jade Jaro is right there to give him a hard stomp to the back of the neck, and she continues to beat him down until he's face first on the mat! She mounts him from behind, and blasts him with some hammer fists with the brass knucks, busting open the back of his head!

Eliminated: Madok Mortalis

Nailz: They say that diamonds are a girl's best friend, but in Jade Jaro's case, I got to think it's that pair of Brass Knuckles!

Reginald: She's certainly put them to effective use, that's for sure!

Jade's looking extremely confident as Brown and Kash continue to brawl. While the two men are distracted, she slides out of the ring, rummaging beneath it before pulling out a table! She slides it into the ring, and sets it up. She then attacks Brown from behind, motioning for her and Kash to team up on him. Kash looks like he's about to oblige, but as she reaches down to pull Brown back up, Kash grabs her and whips her into the ropes, lifting her up and driving her through the table with a Flapjack! There's a laceration on her belly from the metal part of the table, which begins to bleed! The ref waves her off!

Eliminated: Jade Jaro

Nailz: We're down to our final two, Johnny Brown and Jason Kash!

Reginald: Johnny Brown claimed the APW Tap Out Title from Jason Kash earlier tonight! Can he get another huge win over the Bad Influence?!

Kash pulls Brown up, but on the way up, Brown elbows him in the gut, and applies a Craves to pull Kash down to his knees! Johnny then begins to utilize his submission and wear down type offense to try and ground Kash.

Nailz: It looks like Brown's trying to incapacitate Kash enough to where Kash won't be able to fight back!

Reginald: If he can succeed, he'll be able to make Kash bleed pretty easy!

After about five minutes of wearing Kash down, Johnny leaves him laying in the ring, and goes beneath the ring, pulling out a Cheese Grater! The fans pop as Brown holds the weapon high above his head before sliding into the ring!

Nailz: A cheese grater! That'll make Kash bleed for sure!

Brown sits Kash up, but before he can use the tool, Kash nails him with a few elbows to the chin, causing Brown to stumble backwards and drop the weapon! This gives Kash time to pop up and nail the UTI from out of nowhere! Brown looks to be out of it as Kash sits him up, and drags the grater back and forth across Brown's forehead, drawing blood and the final bell! DING! DING! DING!

Eliminated: "True Brit" Johnny Brown

Winner: Jason Kash[/center]

Stenfelder: Here is your winner, and the new #1 Contender for the APW World Heavyweight Championship, "The Bad Influence" Jason Kash!

"I'm the Bad Influence" begins to blare over the speakers, as the ref raises Kash's arm in victory! Kash looks fired up, or at least as fired up as a fella who's high as a kite can, but his mood changes as "The Sound of Madness" hits the speakers an Rico Casteel makes his way down the ramp with the APW World Heavyweight Championship slung over his shoulder! He enters the ring and stands nose to nose with Kash in the center of the ring! The fans are going wild!

Nailz: We'll be seeing these two go at it at One Night in Hell! What a match that's going to be!

Reginald: Excuse me for a moment...

Reginald removes his headset again, standing up at the announce table with a mic in hand.

Reginald: Okay misters! Before the two of you get too excited, let me come clean! When I said that tonight's First Blood Battle Royal was to name the new #1 Contender for the APW World Heavyweight Championship, I told a little white lie! Because you see, the Battle Royal wasn't to name the #1 Contender for the top prize here on Asylum, but rather, it was to earn the right to be the last competitor to enter the Extreme Elimination Chamber!

The fans pop huge for this announcement.

Nailz: An Extreme Elimination Chamber! Oh my gosh![/b]

Reginald: That's right! At One Night in Hell, Rico Casteel, you will defend your APW World Heavyweight Championship against five other competitors, one of them being Jason Kash, in an Extreme Elimination Chamber! It's like the regular Elimination Chamber, except that each competitor will be allowed to bring in a weapon with them, and there will be even more weapons attached to the walls of the Chamber! One Night in Hell will be just that for you and your opponents, Rico!

Rico glares angrily at Reginald while Kash looks very pleased in the ring.

Nailz: Oh my gosh! Asylum will be headlining One Night in Hell with an Extreme Elimination Chamber! Who are going to be the other four competitors!? We'll find out next time, as that's all the time we have for APW Asylum! Thanks for tuning in and see you in two weeks!

APW Asylum comes to a close.