CHRISTMAS CHAOS 2011

[President Jeff]

DARK MATCH

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Anti-Society X Vs Mr. Dangerous & Brandy Boyer


Brandy and Cid start things off. They lock up and Cid gets a side headlock in. Brandy shoves him off into the ropes and Cid comes back to get taken down with a shoulder block. Brandy runs off the ropes and Cid turns to his stomach and Brandy drops an elbow on Cid’s lower back. Cid gets up and Brandy scoops Cid up and slams him to the mat. Cid gets back up and Brandy runs off the ropes and takes Cid down with a clothesline. She picks Cid up and kicks him in the gut and lifts him up for a suplex and holds him for a couple seconds before dropping him. Brandy covers
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Brandy takes Cid over to her corner and tags in Mr. Dangerous. Brandy slams Cid to the mat and Mr. Dangerous goes to the top rope. He jumps off, but over jumps and totally misses Cid. Cid gets up and hits Mr. Dangerous with some forearm shots to the face, backing him to the corner where Cid tags in Dan Bocher. Dan comes in and gives Mr. Dangerous a side Russian leg sweep. He picks Mr. Dangerous up and chops him to the corner and then gives him a 5 punch combo. Dan throws Mr. Dangerous to the opposite corner. Mr. Dangerous hit’s the corner hard and falls to the mat. Dan walks over and kicks Mr. Dangerous in the head and then picks him up and gives him a gut wrench suplex. Dan covers
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Brandy breaks the count. Dan drags Mr. Dangerous to his corner and tags in Cid. Cid goes to the top rope and comes off with a diving elbow drop. He picks Mr. Dangerous up and gives him a head butt and then throws him to the corner. Cid runs towards Mr. Dangerous and Mr. Dangerous falls out of the corner and Cid hit’s the corner chest first. Mr. Dangerous crawls to his corner and tags in Brandy. Brandy gets in the ring and takes Cid down with a Discus clothesline and then Dan comes into the ring and she catches him with a big boot. Brandy grabs Cid, throws him into the ropes and Cid comes back with a cross body, but Brandy catches him and throws him with a fall away slam. Dan sneaks up behind Brandy and low blows her. The fans laugh as Brandy just stands there unfazed. She turns and grabs Dan. Cid is back up and grabs Brandy from behind and rolls her up in a school boy
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Brandy gets up and Cid kicks her in the gut and puts her head between his legs. Mr. Dangerous is on the top rope and Dan goes over and grabs Mr. Dangerous and throws him off the top rope and right into Cid, catching Cid with a clothesline by surprise. The fans cheer as Brandy ducks a clothesline from Dan and gives him a Full Nelson face buster. Cid gets back up and Brandy kicks him and gives him a sitdown power bomb. Brandy covers
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Winner: Brandy Boyer and Mr. Dangeorus[/center]

The opening video ends and then pyro shoots from the Christmas theme stage. The camera pans through the crowd as the fans hold their signs up and then the camera stops on our commentators tonight, Johnny Chase and Darren Harvey

Harvey: Welcome everyone to CHRISTMAS CHAOS, THE LAST APW SHOW OF THE YEAR!

Chase: Its finally here and a man, this show is gonna be off da hook!

Harvey: Johnny and I will be calling the action for the Overdrive while Russ T Nailz and Steve Beckett call the matches for Asylum. Nailz, Steve, how are you guys doing tonight

Nailz: I’m doing great, and I’m excited for tonight ,especially for the main event, Iron Man match between CJ and Biggs. Its gonna blow the roof off this joint

Beckett: The Triple Threat World Heavyweight Title match, I’m looking forward to that match, Jason Kash defending against Manhattan White and the former champ, Rico Casteel

Harvey: Also tonight we have finally, Nathaniel Havok taking on the boss, President Jeff

Chase: Yah, and Havok is also facing Pence Weather light for the Xtreme Championship

Nailz: Lets not forget the 4 corners Present on a poll match where someone will win a guaranteed World Title Shot at any time

Beckett: We also have Johnny Rebel and Kurt Noble inside a Steel Cage. That one shouldn’t disappoint

Harvey: Also the first ever APW Flag match between Julius Farquhar and Zachary Rodell

Chase: Lets stop talking and get on with the action.

DING DING DING

The camera goes to the middle of the ring where our Ring announcer Tony Ferrari is standing.


Tony: The Following Bout is for the APW SUICIDAL CHAMPIONSHIP!!! Introducing first is the Challenger! Hailing from Tokyo, Japan! He is a Member of Red Shield Mafia!! "THE HUMAN TSUNAMI" YOOOKOOOO MISSSAWWAAA!!!!

The sound of "Here Comes The Pain" goes off through the arena as Yoko is being led by Damien Walker, As Yoko is wearing a Ric Flair type robe, and is emotionless as he swiftly moves through the crowd hands and climbs over the top rope before disrobing himself as he takes a knee in a corner.

Nailz: Yoko Misawa looking very determined here tonight! Such a big night for the Big Japanese Star and Red Shield Mafia would only deepend their fame with another belt amongst their ranks.

Beckett: I think he's got the strength no doubt but Arcadia has a long disliking for Red Shield Mafia, her desire to win is a powerful tool for The Hardcore Luchadora!

Tony: Ladies and Gentlemen, Please put your Hands together for the Lovely, the Violent, the Hardcore Luchadora!! She is the APW SUICIDAL CHAMPION!! SHE IS....KAATRINNNAAA "ARRCADDIAAA" OOLLIVVETTTIIII!!!!!!

The strobe lights pulse as Katrina “Arcadia” Olivetti stands at the “stage entrance”, posing for the crowd. The Suicidal Championship flopped over her shoulder, she jogs up to the ring apron in her black with silver luchadora costume and mask. The Hardcora Luchadora places the Suicidal Championship on the ring apron, grabs the top rope and slingshots herself into the ring with flare. After picking up her Championship, she raises it into the air as her eyes scan the crowd, shrugs lightly and brushes some invisible speck of dirt off of her shoulder as she hands the belt to the referee and stares across at her opponent.

Beckett: Man, she is hot tonight! She is prepared for this, I don't remember a time she has looked in better shape.

Nailz: Dude, this is Pro Wrestling! You're sweating! I think Beckett might show his "O" Face tonight during this match! It's one for the record books for sure! Move away from me..

SUICIDAL TITLE MATCH

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Katrina “Arcadia” Olivetti © Vs Yoko Misawa


As the bell rings, Arcadia rushes at the Japanese Power House. She missle dropkicks the much bigger man in his right knee and he drops down to it. On her back, Arcadia swings and slaps Yoko Misawa right across the face. The big man comes down hard with a slow but full of strength punch. Arcadia moves with lightning speed and Yoko punches the canvas. Up to her feet, Arcadia leaps and catches Yoko in the side of his head with another dropkick. The crowd is behind the Masked Champion as Damien Walker is livid outside the ring.

Arcadia jumps up and comes down on the back of Yoko with a edged knee and she begins driving repeated knees into his side. The big man hurls her off him with a swing of his arm and turning of his body. He gets up slowly due to his size but a shadow comes over Arcadia as Yoko Misawa stands over her. She hurries to slide under the ropes but Yoko snatches her leg and drags her back into the ring. He lifts her up with ease, her feet dangling as her throat is choked by the massive Challenger. Arcadia starts back heeling Yoko in the sides and he swings her by the neck and launches her across the ring. She lands hard on her shoulder and flops onto her stomach.

Nailz: Holy SHIT!! He just tossed her like Fish in Seattle! Made that look EASY! We're Live in Tacoma, it smells real nice outside and we've got the best ticket in town right here in the ring tonight!!

Beckett: I'd like to nurse Arcadia back to health...Is that a volunteer job?

Nailz: What the fu....?

Yoko Misawa listens and taunts the crowd as they rain down on him thunderous Boos. Damien Walker jumps up on the ring apron near his client and whispers into his ear. They watch Arcadia pull herself up at the kiddie corner of the ring. They continue going over their gameplan and Walker violently points at her and then slaps Yoko's back and the big man's eyes widen in rage. He gets into motion like a monsterous train starting it's push and he takes off. The ring bouncing with each skip of his run and Arcadia is still in a great daze as Yoko Misawa comes in and completely destroys her with a Corner Splash. She slumps down and Yoko Misawa pulls her forward and lets her slap down onto the mat on her stomach. He rolls her limp body over and simply puts a foot onto her stomach. The referee drops down and begins the count.

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Yoko looks down to see life still in Arcadia's eyes. She slowly grabs his foot with both hands trying to push it off her stomach. Yoko pulls it off her and leans over to grab a hand full of her blonde hair. He walks past her and drags her over to the ropes. He lays her neck over the middle rope and looks to the crowd as he slowly slices his neck. He once again makes the ring jiggle as he takes off across the ring. He comes hurling his 300+ pound body back towards Arcadia but the Masked Luchadora moves with only seconds to spare. Yoko dumps to the outside, crashing into the matted floors outside the ring. Arcadia uses the ropes to pull herself up as Yoko gets up and goes bonkers outside the ring. He grabs the nearest Camera Man at ringside and swings him like nothing against the side of the ring. Yoko rips the Camera off the man's body and smashes it onto the floor. He pulls himself up onto the ring apron and begins to get in the ring again.

Arcadia starts swinging out kicks to his legs, head, and body as he bends through the middle rope but none of her attacks are stunning him. He stands tall inside the ring and catches her very next kick but to his surprise, Arcadia runs up his body with her other leg and throws a stiff knee up into his chin. He stumbles back, releasing her leg and she drops down and stands on her own two feet. She doesn't stay there, she leaps up, spins around and catches Yoko Misawa with a round house side kick into the chest and he falls back onto the canvas. Yoko is laying back on his legs and holding himself up with his arms pressed at his sides behind him against the canvas. Arcadia pulls him forward and plants him into the mat with a DDT.

Nailz: Arcadia is finding a way around the size and strength of Yoko Misawa, very intelligent competition.

Beckett: She...is...Amazing...

Nailz: You think she is ugly underneath the mask?

Beckett: Don't you DARE say such things!!

Arcadia drops a few elbows into the back of Yoko Misawa's downed body. She stands at his head and falls to the mat infront of him. She begins to scoot up under his face and locks in a Triangle Choke but can't quite get her legs locked in. Yoko starts coming too and he pushes himself up onto one hand and his knees. Arcadia holds onto his other arm and tries to lock in the submission. The referee there watching, getting ready for anything to take place. Yoko pulls himself up onto one knee, the other leg standing halfway. Arcadia tied to his shoulders and around his neck. Yoko stands up and takes a few steps before slamming down forward into the mat. Arcadia's back pounds into the mat, the submission attempt is released and Yoko takes a slow pace again as he pushes back to his feet.

On his feet, Yoko pulls the Suicidal Champion to her feet and lifts her up in a Gorilla Press. He turns and holds her high up before bringing her down into a vicious Spinebuster. Arcadia bounces and Yoko Misawa once again slices his throat slowly as he makes his way to the nearby turnbuckle. He turns and props himself up onto the second turnbuckle. The fans get to their feet as the big man balances himself up with the use of the ropes. Arcadia is slow to get up, she gets up to both knees and knee walks to the ropes away from Yoko, her back to him. She doesn't notice him on the turnbuckle but gets to her feet and turns around in big strides as Yoko Misawa leaps from the 2nd turnbuckle and comes down with a Double Axe Handle. Arcadia moves out of the way quickly, using her ultra super duper speed! Yoko hits the canvas on his feet and quickly drops in place and grabs at his ankle. His screams are heard and the fans are watching as the challenger is cursing in Japanese.

Beckett: Oh I think Yoko hurt himself! Looks like an ankle, god injuries are so unpredictable!

Nailz: You sound happy? This man might have broke something, his career could be put on hold and you're happy?

Beckett: No, I am very concerned with Yoko Misawa...PIN HIM ARCADIA! FINISH HIM OFF!!! HURRY!!

Arcadia stops and looks down at Yoko Misawa and then at the referee checking on Yoko and she reacts. She rushes over and snatches up his ankle and begins twisting the shit out of it. She stays standing, lifting the ankle and pulling it in almost a 360 degree angle. Yoko screams, pulls, begs and taps but Arcadia goes into rage mode. She rips, tears, pulls and yanks at the ankle like a mad women. The referee signals for the bell and tries to pull Arcadia off. She does release the hold but she clobbers the Referee for touching her and trying to stop her. Arcadia stomps down on Yoko Misawa's ankle and exits the ring. She steps over to the Announce Table and yells at both Beckett and Nailz

Arcadia: Merry Christmas, RSM, from me to you!

The announcers sit there as Arcadia knocks away a laptop and a soda from the table. She rips out one of the small monitors, cord and all. She turns away from the Announcer Table and hurries, sliding into the ring. A few referees and EMTs have made their way down to the ring but all of them scatter as Arcadia begins wrapping the cord from the monitor around her wrist and hand on her right arm. Holding the monitor in both hands, she raises it up and lets go, swinging the monitor up and over. It comes down hard against Yoko's ankle and she repeatedly wacks the monitor over and over into Yoko's leg and ankle. Damien Walker is outside the ring blowing his whistle loud as hell wanting Arcadia to stop her assault. Arcadia stops as the monitor cracks and breaks, pieces of it fall off and lay about the ring canvas. She unwraps the cord and lets the monitor drop. A brave referee slides in her Suicidal Championship as Tony makes the offical call.

Tony: Winner via Submission...And STILL Suicidal Champion! Arcadia..[/center]

Arcadia picks up her belt from the mat and places it over her shoulder. She exits the ring without celebration, leaving Yoko Misawa unconscious from the shock of pain that was inflicted upon him. Her music begins to play as she is half way up the aisle way as most are simply shocked by her aggressive actions towards her Challenger.

Nailz: I can’t believe what I just saw Arcadia do to a monster like Yoko

Beckett: I think people will start to think twice before messing with Arcadia after that one.

With that, we go backstage for a segment.

As soon as the camera cuts to the backstage area you can see a UPS Package in the hands of a Delivery Woman. The female is wearing a tight uniform as she strolls down the hallway of the Tacoma Dome. Stopping every few doors to check the name on the doors before moving on to find the person she is looking for. Soon enough she comes to Manhattan White's locker room and a smile breaks across her face. She sets the package down on the ground, dropping it to the floor shows she doesn't care about the package much. She pulls out the electronic tab for White to sign off on the package. She knocks a quick rapid few taps to the locker room door and waits. Soon Manhattan White opens the door and looks the UPS Woman up and down, enjoying the view no doubt but surprised by why she'd even be looking for him. He clears his throat and begins to speak but the UPS woman cuts him off.

UPS Woman: I have a package here from...It says Santa Klaus..with a K? Anyways, I need you to sign here and I'll be on my way. Kind of in a hurry if you don't mind, I have one more to deliver.

Manhattan White grabs the tablet and signs his name. Handing it back to her, she places the tablet under her armpit and leans forward to grab the package off the floor. Her cleavage bursting out through her uniform has Manhattan White's full attention. She hands him the package and smiles before walking off down the hallway. White steps out and watches her turn a corner before he looks down at the package in his possession. No idea who or where this could have come from or even what is inside. He pulls off the tape and opens the lid. He drops the box and pulls out a APW World Heavyweight Championship Belt. It shines with any bit of light that hits it and White looks hard down at the gold plated Championship. A note falls from under the belt and White bends down and picks it up. He glances over the words, nothing verbally but the camera is able to see the note and it reads:

"The Closest You'll Ever Come to being World Champion, Merry Christmas! I started to buy the foam belt but hey, at least you got to the big dance right? See you tonight!"

With that, Manhattan White launches the belt across the hallway. He crumbles the note and drops it to the floor and slams his locker room door. Mr. Dangerous is seen coming around the corner and he spots the replica of the World Heavyweight Title on the floor. His eyes go big and he hurries to pick it up. Thinking it's the real one, he glances around for any trace of Jason Kash but none is found. Dangerous places the belt over his shoulder.

Mr. Dangerous: Does this mean I'm the new Champion? I've got to call my Mommy!!

[President Jeff]

The scene is backstage in the Tacoma Dome, more precisely it’s the quintessentially English locker room of APW megastar Julius Farquhar. With his APW pay per view debut not too far away Julius is making some last minute preparations: he’s sat at a table with a full silver service of strong English tea, creamed scones, and Yorkshire puddings. Manservant is attending to him with all the dexterity of a polar bear wearing boxing gloves.

Julius: I must say Manservant, I am really looking forward to my debut on pay per view. I am certain it will be the definitive APW moment in 2011. I am especially proud knowing that everyone in England will be watching this event; nevermind the Strictly Come Dancing final, my match is certain to capture everyone’s attention.

Manservant grunts in approval.

Julius: I say Manservant, this is some spiffingly tasty gnosh you have prepared.

At this point Shane West walks in angling for a scoop. Julius notices him and gestures for him to come forth in a surprisingly friendly manner.

Julius: Ah, Mr. West. What can I do for you? Photograph with a future APW legend?

West: Actually, I was wondering if I could get some final thoughts ahead of your match with Zachary Rodell later this evening.

Julius: My only thought is of winning. Everything else is incidental.

West spies the spread Manservant is attending to, and in with his reporter’s curiosity asks.

West: I see you’re having tea and cakes. A bit heavy isn’t for a pre-match snack.

Julius stands up and puts an arm around Shane West, leading him towards the locker room door.

Julius: Well, I wouldn’t expect somebody like you to understand, but this is the quintessentially English diet, it is the fuel that feeds this wonder of the world before you. Now if some of these other so-called wrestlers took tea and scones before a match like I do they would find themselves on the path to being quintessentially English and would probably find they wrestle a bit like me – only a shimmering likeness of course, but for them that has to be better than nothing.

Shane’s facial expression is blankness.

Julius: Anyway, this silver service is what will give me the edge of Zachary Rodell tonight. I bet my last penny on it. By the end of tonight Zachary Rodell will be the one left not with egg, but with tea all over his face.

Shane West betrays his puzzlement, but Julius has had enough of him and pushes him through the door.

Julius: Now get lost! Take your gormless features somewhere else.

Julius walks across to the table looks at Manservant and utters rubbing his hands together.

Julius: Come on then Manservant, fill me up with your cream.

The scene cuts back to ringside

Tony: The following contest is a Triple threat Tag Team Elimination match for the APW Tag Team Championship

"We are 138" by The misfits begins to play as the lights dim. Two spot lights are seen now on the stage as Jay Gatsby stands on the right,his head down and his right fist in the air. Warren Peace stands on the left, his arms in front of his, joined together with his index fingers pointing up as Warren is deep in thought.

Tony: Introducing first, at a combined weight of 425 pounds. Jay Gatsby, Warren Peace, they are FORTUNATE SONS!!!!

After about five seconds, both men start to make their way down to the ring. Once at the apron, Jay slides under the ropes as Warren climbs the turnbuckle and stops for a moment, taking in the chorus of boo's from the crowd before dropping down to the mat.

“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.

Tony: Their opponents, at a combined weight of 342 pounds, the APW Tap Out Champion Kate Horton and her partner Charles Scripps, 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.

Forever by Drake hit’s the PA System and out comes Young Mannie and JR Kingston being accompanied by Damien Walker. They all poses at the top of the entrances and then make their way down to the ring

Tony: And their opponents, being accompanied by Damien Walker. They are the APW Tag Team Champions. Young Mannie, JR Kingston, They are, THE RED SHIELD MAFIA!

They make their way to the ring and enter the ring, then poses for the fans.

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Red Shield Mafia © Vs San Diego Seagulls vs. Fortunate Sons


Kingston, Charles and Gatsby all begin this match with this partners standing on the ring apron in their corner. They three of them slowly approach the middle of the ring and they all keep looking at each other, unsure who to attack.

Harvey: Let me remind everyone the rules of this match. 1 Person from each team is allowed in the ring and can only tag out to their own partner. Once someone is pinned, that team is eliminated.

Chase: Anything can happen in matches like these

Suddenly, Charles and Gatsby team up and they start attacking Kingston with punches, backing him to the free corner. Gatsby grabs Kingston and chops him. Charles stops Kingston from getting away and gives him a chop. Gatsby chops Kingston again and then Charles chops Kingston again.

Harvey: I think their seeing who can chop the hardest.

Chase: a minute into this match and Kingston has handprints on his chest.

Charles goes to chop Kingston again, but Kingston ducks out of the way and goes over, tagging in Mannie. Mannie gets into the ring and runs towards Charles and Jay and ducks a clothesline from them. Mannie hit’s the ropes, comes back and drives with a cross body, taking down both Charles and Jay. Charles is first to get to his feet and Mannie grabs him, tossing him out of the ring. Mannie picks Jay up and throws him to the corner. Mannie runs, does a cartwheel and then nails Jay with a round house kick.

Harvey: I think The Seagulls and Fortunate sons had the idea of taking out the tag champs first before focusing on themselves.

Chase: Not a bad idea. The Mafia are gonna really need to step their game up now.

Charles rolls back into the ring next to Kate and tags her in. She charges at Mannie who moves out of the way. With Jay still in the corner, Kate jumps on him and Monkey flips him out of the corner and sends Jay right into Mannie, knocking Mannie down. Jay rolls to his corner and tags in Warren. Warren grabs Mannie and throws him to the corner. Warren tells Kate something and Kate grabs Warren and throws him towards Mannie. Damien jumps onto the ring apron, grabs Mannie’s arm and pulls him away from the corner and Warren hit’s the corner. With Mannie next to the ropes, Kate charges at him and Mannie ducks, pulling down the top rope, and Kate goes up and over to the floor. Warren is grabbing his chest and as his hit the corner chest first and Mannie grabs him around the waist and gives him a German Suplex and Bridges for the first cover of the match
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Mannie gets up and tags in Kingston. Kingston gets into the ring and grabs Warren and hooks him in a full nelson. Warren breaks free and falls to the ground, grabs Kingston’s leg, causing him to fall over to his stomach. Warren then has a grapevine ankle lock, locked in on Kingston. Kate hops him to the ring apron and Damien grabs her leg. Kate breaks free by kicking Damien in the face. Kate gets into the ring and then gets on top of Kingston and locks in the LeBell Lock!

Harvey: Lebell Lock and a Ankle Lock combo sumbission! Kingston is in trouble!!!

Chase: I don’t know how much longer Kingston can stay in this hold before he risk permanent Injury!

Kingston is screaming in pain and the ref is looking for a tap out. Mannie gets back into the ring and Jay Gatsby does as well. Jay runs and jumps over Kate, Kingston and Warren, and tackles Mannie to the ground. Mannie is trying to get to Kingston but Jay is holding him. Kingston reaches for the ropes and can’t reach it and Kingston taps out!

ELIMINATED: THE RED SHIELD MAFIA

Harvey: Kingston put up a hell of a struggle, but you can’t blame him from submitting

Chase: You know what this means? It means we will crown new APW Tag Team Champions!

Kate and Warren release Kingston and the ref rolls him out of the ring where he regroups with Mannie and Damien and the trio head up the ramp. The remaining teams go to their corner and then Kate and Warren comes out to the middle of the ring. They lock up and Kate gets behind Warren and rolls him up in a school boy.
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Kate is up first and as Warren is getting up, she grabs him and takes him down with a headlock takedown. Warren is able to get Kate in a head scissor, but Kate quickly gets her head out from between Warren’s legs. Both competitors are back to their feet. Warren hits Kate with a few forearm shots to the face then throws her into the ropes. Kate comes back and Warren throws Kate in the air and she comes crashing down with a back body drop. Warren lifts Kates up, takes her to the corner and tags in Jay. Jay gets into the ring and he and Warren begin stomping on Kate The ref gets Warren to exit the ring and Jay grabs Kates arm and throws her out of the corner with a Japanese arm drag. Jay covers
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Harvey: One fall to the finish now

Chase: Its anybodies match!

Jay lifts Kate up and hooks her for a suplex. He lifts her up and Kate flips Over, landing on her feet behind Jay and then takes Jay down with the back cracker. Kate is able to tag in Charles who goes to the top rope. Jay gets up and Charles comes off with a front missile dropkick. Jay hit’s the match and Charles gets up, pulling Jay up to his feet. Charles hits Jay with a round house kick to the gut. Jay bends over and Charles runs off the ropes and comes back with a roaring Elbow, nailing Jay right in the head. Jay goes down and Charles covers him
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The ref gets Warren back to his corner and Charles picks Jay up, throwing him to the corner. Charles runs and Jay gets his elbow up into Charles face. Charles stumbles backwards and then Jay grabs Charles by his head and throws him through the ropes, to the floor.

Harvey: Looks like Jay is looking to have a breather!

Chase: I don’t think that’s what he has in mind.

Charles gets to his feet and in the ring, Jay springboards to the outside, landing on Charles with a Plancha, The crowd boo’s as Jay celebrates the success of that move. He turns towards the ring and Kate Horton is running through the ropes and suicide dives through the ropes, hitting Jay, sending Jay into the ring barrier. Warren climbs up to the top rope and jumps off with a cross body block, landing on top of Kate. Charles sneaks back into the ring and runs off the ropes, coming back with a springboard suicide senton, landing on top of everyone, sending them all down. Charles grabs Jay and rolls him into the ring. Charles follows and covers
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The ref turns his attention to outside the ring to get Kate and Warren to their corners. Charles lifts Jay up and Jay low blows Charles. Before Charles can fall to the mat, Jay grabs Charles head and DDT’s him! Jay crawls over to his corner and tags in Warren. Warren gets into the ring and runs at Charles, jumps and comes down with a double knee drop. Warren hooks the leg
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Warren picks Charles up, takes him to the corner and chops him. Warren takes Charles to the ropes and throws him into them. Charles comes back and Warren hooks him up near the ropes with an abdominal stretch. Charles screams as Warren has it locked in. The ref checks Charles to see if he quits. Warren reaches for the top rope and grabs it, applying more pressure to Charles and Charles screams louder. Warren lets go of the rope and the ref walks over and checks it out. The ref then goes back in position.

Chase: Warren Peace out smarting Charles and the referee here. I have a feeling we’re going to see Charles submit here.

Harvey: Really? Really? To the Abdominal Stretch? Really Johnny?

Warren grabs the rope again and Charles screams loud. The crowd boo’s and Warren lets go of the ropes and the ref checks it, only to see nothing funny going on. The ref gets back in position. Warren grabs the ropes and Charles screams louder and the ref checks on Warren and he gets caught. Warren and the ref begin to argue and the ref kicks Warrens arm and Charles hip tosses Warren. Warren gets up goes to clothesline Charles, but Charles ducks, gets behind Warren, hooks him in a full nelson and gives him a Dragon Suplex. Both guys lay on the mat.

Harvey: Warren may have had his neck broken there!

Chase: A Vicious Dragon Suplex.

Both wrestlers lay on the mat and the ref starts to count them both out

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Warren and Charles begin to move

6...7..8.…

They crawl to their corners and Charles is first to get the tag in and Kate hops over the top rope and Warren tags in Jay. Jay gets into the ring and goes after Kate his hits Jay with a running dropkick. Jay gets up stumbles to the corner and Kate runs and hits Jay with a clothesline, then snap mares him out of the corner. Kate then slaps Jay between the shoulder blades and then kicks him in the chest. Kate goes to cover Jay
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Chase: THANK GOD!!!

Harvey: I thought for sure it was over right there, and by the sounds of things, everyone else thought so too.

Jay rolls out of the ring and Charles picks Warren up and Warren thumbs Charles in the eye and throws him to the outside. Warren rakes Kate’s eyes. Kate is blinded and Warren grabs her arm and Kate manages to takes Warren down and locks in the Lebell Lock!

Harvey: This is it, Warren is about to tap, New Tag Champs

Chase: C’mon Warren, don’t give up!

Warren reaches for the ropes and can’t get to it. Kate as the move locked in and isn’t going anywhere. The ref is asking Warren is he quits and then, Jay Gatsby is climbing to the top rope. He jumps off and lands on Kate’s skull with a double foot stomp. Kate rolls over to her back and Warren his arm across her chest for the count
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Winner and NEW APW Tag Team Champions: Fortunate Sons![/center]

Harvey: They did it, We have new champions!!!

Warren gets up and Jay joins him in the ring. The ref hands the new champs the belts and they begin to celebrate.

Chase: These guys came into APW just a few weeks ago and now they are already champions!

Warren and Jay continue to celebrate. They stand in the ring and they raise their arms up, along with the titles. Jay goes to the corner and climbs the top rope and poses with the title

Harvey: Impressive win for the Fortunate Sons

Jay comes off the turn buckle and

WHAM!!!

Warren drills Jay in the face with the tag title. Jay hit’s the mat and the crowd begin booking Warren

Chase: The hell was that?

Harvey: He Just..He Just… He laid out his own partner!! I don’t understand!!

Warren picks Jay up and takes him to the corner. He lifts him up to the top rope. Warren climbs up to the 2nd turnbuckle, he then grabs Jay for a Piledriver and Piledrives him off the 2nd turnbuckle. Jay lays motionless as Warren gets to his feet

Harvey: He may have just broken Jay’s neck with the Peacemaker!!!

Chase: Look, Warren is picking up both tag titles

With both tag titles in hand, Warren lifts them both up and poses. The crowd boo’s loudly and Warren exit’s the ring and heads up the ramp and we go backstage

We cut backstage where Cindy Shannon is standing with Nathaniel Havok.

Shannon: Tonight Nathaniel, you step into the ring not once, but twice. First, you finally get your rematch for the APW Xtreme Championship, against Pence Weatherlight. Immediately after you attempt to regain the title from Pence, you have to do battle with President Jeff. Are you feeling up to the task?

Havok: Anyone in this profession should never go into a match unprepared. I believe that I proved that last night at the Supremacy Finale, when I showed New Era Wrestling that they could never compare to MY company! You see Cindy, I’ve prepared quite diligently for this night. I’ve done nothing but eat, sleep, breath, and think about Christmas Chaos, for over a month! So yes, I’m feeling up to the task. But tonight isn’t about what I’ve GOT to do… It’s about what I’m GOING to do! You see Cindy, professional wrestling history is going to be made tonight!

Nathaniel Havok will indeed regain his APW Xtreme Championship this evening, but he’s also going to be gaining a very profitable business acquisition. Because tonight, APW goes under new management. Tonight, Action Packed Wrestling welcomes a new owner. Everyone knows that I am more-than qualified to run this place! They also know that the product will be ten times better than anything Jeff could ever come up with. But who knows, I might have some tricks left up my sleeves after that.

Nathaniel smirks at Cindy.

Shannon: Wait, what do you mean by that? Tonight?

Nathaniel chuckles.

Havok: Who knows? …You’ll see.

Nathaniel looks Cindy up and down, admiring her “girl next door” image. He then turns around, and walks away. The scene then fades.

[President Jeff]

The UPS Woman from earlier in the night is seen again coming around a corner. She has another box under her arm, smaller box but she is once again looking at each door she passes. Spotting the one she wants, she steps up and the camera spots "Rico Casteel" on the door and she clacks on the door with one of her many rings that are fitted to her fingers. It doesn't take too long before Mike Morrison opens the door and he smiles at the beautiful woman standing before him. He licks his lips and goes to grab her hand to kiss it. She speaks out, pulling her hand away from his grasp.

UPS Woman: I suppose you're Rico Casteel? I have a package for you..

She hands Morrison the tablet to sign for the package but he looks back as Casteel comes into the door frame. From the looks of him, his warm up preparations were being interrupted. He snatches the tablet from Morrison and signs it with the connected pin. He tosses it to the female, he has barely noticed or cared about her looks, he seems very determined and focused. The lady hands Casteel the small package and turns to walk away. Casteel doesn't even care about the package but Morrison seems very curious. Casteel stops and opens the package so that Morrison will quit looking at it like a button he shouldn't press.

Rico Casteel: What the fuck is this crap?

A note is laying in the bottom of the little box, Morrison grabs the note and laughs out loud. He hands it to Casteel and walks past him, leaving the locker room to head to the entrance for his match. Morrison slaps the big man against his bare chest as he leaves the screen. Casteel looks and reads the note to himself, his angle giving the camera a great view. The note reads:

"I figured to help you out, give you something that can give you some true insight on why you've lost your spot on Asylum. This Brand, My Title? They remain here with me, my lead, my progression is at reign. Ask why and flip it for the answer, like a Magic 8-Ball...Yeah, you can't be THAT stupid..Can you? Share with Sally if you ever see her will you? Thanks man!"

Casteel grins. His face is a bit red as the anger, rage fills through him as it's done so many times before. He doesn't lose it, he controls it and turns to shut the door but instead smashes the Magic Excuse Ball against the wall. It shatters, blue liquid splashes out and covers the walls, rolling down in many places. Glass hits the ground at Casteel's feet and he shuts the locker room door to get back to being prepared as the cameras cut back to ringside.


Tony: The following contest is a 4 corners Present on a poll match. Each corner will have a Present suspended on a pole. One of the boxes contains a contract good for an APW World Heavyweight Championship Shot redeemable at the time of the holder's choosing. Another box contains a coupon good for 1 free dinner at any Sizzler's location. The other two boxes contain coal.

The camera zooms onto the ramp and Mike comes out with a wide eyed look on his face, he walks down casually with a cane he dances as if performing a swing number.

Tony: Introducing first, from London England, MIKE MORRISON

When he enters the ring he throws the cane out to the crowd. And sits in the corner waiting for his opponent

"Wannabe" by Staind starts playing as smoke fills the entranceway. Out steps Adam Young wearing a white "The One" t-shirt and shades. He walks towards the ring paying no attention to the fans boooing and throwing trash at him.

Tony: Introducing next, from Abilene Texas, ADAM YOUNG

He climbs into the ring and gives the crowd a double bird. He peels the shades off and hands them to the ref. He motions for the opponent to step back as he disrobes. He kneels down on his left knee and does a Roman Catholic cross across his face and chest. He stands up and sprays black mist towards the middle of the ring.

“All About the Benjamin’s” starts to play on the loudspeaker as the fans begin to boo very loud. Chaz Dillinger makes his way out from the back, holding onto a towel that is laid across the back of his neck. With Helena in toe, Chaz pays no attention the fans who are trying to boo him out of the building.

Tony: Introducing next, from New York, New York, CHAZ DILLINGER

He casually walks down the ramp and climbs the stairs, stepping into the ring as Helena stays outside so her man can have the spotlight. He runs the ropes a few times before taking the towel off of the back of his neck, and throwing it into the crowd. He then takes off his robe, and hands it to Helena on the outside as his music dies out.

'Heavyweight Champion of the World' begins to play and out from the back steps Phil Atken, sparkly black robe and all. He heads towards the ring, shaking the hands of anyone who acknowledges him as he goes.

Tony: And finally, from Glasgow Scotland, PHIL ATKENS!

Atken jumps up onto the apron, raising his hand up in hope of some kind of reaction the steps into the ring, taking his place in the corner.

4 Corners Present on a Poll

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Adam Young Vs Phil Atkens Vs Mike Morrison Vs Chaz Dillinger


Each guy are in a corner and the bell rings. Adam Young turns and begins climbing to the top rope and reaches for a present. Chaz, Phil and Mike all rush over to pull him off, not risking the World Title match contract is in there. The three of them all start punching Adam in the corner and then Chaz grabs Phil and throws him out of the ring. Chaz goes to another corner and starts climbing up. He stands on the top rope, reaching for a present. Mike see’s this, goes over and pulls Chaz by his leg off the top rope and Chaz comes off, bounces his face off the top turn buckle. He snap mares Chaz and Adam runs out from the other corner and catches Chaz with a low dropkick to the face. Mike grabs Adam and Adam counters with a jaw breaker. On the other side of the ring, Phil Atkens sneaks back in and climbs up to the top rope and is reaching for a present.

Nailz: It could be over right here.

Beckett: Could the World Title match contract be in there?

By the time any of the wrestlers see’s Phil, Phil pulls the present off the poll. Everyone watches as he opens it, hoping its not the contract. Phil pulls out a handful of black coal. Phil begins throwing the coal at the wrestlers. Morrison rolls out of the ring and Chaz grabs Adam and hides behind him as Phil throws an entire box of coal at Adam, hitting him in the chest, face, legs and arms. Chaz grabs Adam from behind and gives him a half nelson suplex. Phil jumps down from the top rope and takes Chaz down with a clothesline and then a hip toss before DDTing him. Morrison gets back into the ring and kicks Phil and snap suplexes him. Morrison points to a corner and he gets a mix of cheer’s and boo’s and he goes for it. He climbs up and reaches for the present. Adam gets up, runs and shoves Mike off the top rope and to the outside floor. Chaz is up and spins Adam around and goes to punch him, but Adam blocks the punch and comes back with punches of his own. He then throws Chaz towards the corner. Chaz hit’s the corner with his back and Adam runs at him. Chaz lifts Adam up over the top rope and he lands on the ring apron. Chaz turns and Adam grabs Chaz head and pulls it down over the top rope. Chaz stumbles back and Adam springboards in the ring with a missile dropkick and connects.

Nailz: Could Adam Young pick the right box?

Beckett: He already has a shot at Jason Kash on the New Years edition of Asylum what more would he want?

Adam begins climbing the corner. He gets to the top and Phil is up. Phil goes over and jumps, catching Adam with a forearm shot to the back. Phil climbs to the middle turn buckle, wraps his arms around Adam’s waist and tries to German Suplex him off the top rope, but Adam grabs on to the poll. Mike Morrison gets back into the ring. He goes to the same corner and puts his head between Atkens legs, trying to power bomb Atkens off the 2nd rope, but Adam is still holding on to the poll. Chaz picks up a piece of coal from earlier. He goes outside of the ring and goes to the corner where all the wrestlers are at. With Adam holding on for his lift, Chaz throws the coal, it hits Adam in the head and in one motion, Mike power bombs Phil, which causes Phil to German suplex Adam off the top rope.

“HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT”

Nailz: Everyone is down, this is Chaz chance

Beckett: There’s still one box with coal in it, a coupon to any Sizzler and a contract for a world title match at any time

Chaz jumps up to the ring apron and climbs up to the top rope. He reaches for the present and pulls it off. She begins shaking it and a smile comes across his face. He opens it and the smile turns into a frown as he pulls out a coupon to any Sizzler.

Nailz: I don’t know why Chaz is upset, a free dinner at Sizzlers is a great gift

Beckett: A Title shot is a better one though

Chaz tosses the coupon into the crowd and jumps down and heads to the next corner to grab a gift. Morrison heads over pulls Chaz down from the corner, and chops him in the corner and then hits him with a few shoulder thrust then snap suplexes him. Mike stomps on Chaz chest and then climbs the corner. Phil is back up and goes to the corner and grabs Mike’s leg. Mike fights Phil off and kicks him in the head. Phil backs off and Mike turns and leaps off the top rope with a cross body, but Phil catches him and spins him into a power slam. Chaz is up, he grabs Phil and drops him with a neck breaker. Chaz gets up and Adam Young kicks him in the gut and gives him his finisher, the Angel Wings. Chaz is down, Phil is down, and Mike is down. Adam see’s a gift handing near the corner he’s at. Adam climbs up to the top, he reaches for the gift and pulls it off.

Nailz: Could this be it? Could Adam Young win the contract here?

Beckett: There’s no way, it can’t be

Adam opens it up and then throws the box in the middle of the ring, and coal fall out of it all over the ring.

Nailz: Process of elimination, there’s 1 box left and it has to be the contract.

Mile is up and Adam leaps off the top rope at him and Mike catches Adam with a punch to the mid section. Adam grabs his gut and Mike grabs Adam and drops him with a double arm DDT onto the coal! Mike picks Phil up and Phil hits Mike with a knee to the gut. He throws Mike into the ropes and drops him with a Spinebuster. Phil gets up and see’s the last present hanging in the corner and goes for it. Phil climbs to the top rope and reaches for it. Chaz is up and goes to the corner and stops Phil. Chaz climbs up behind Phil and turns him around. Chaz grabs Phil, hooks him up and gives him a Fisherman’s Suplex off the top rope!

Nailz: The Dillinger Escape Plan off the top rope!!

Beckett: Unbelievable

Chaz gets back up and goes to the corner. He climbs up and reaches for the gift. Morrison is up and he grabs Chaz leg and pulls of on. Chaz fights it off, kicking Mike away. Mike isn’t giving up and he comes back with a few forearm shots to the back and he climbs up next to Chaz. The two exchange some punches as they reach for the present. As they are punching each other, Adam Young finds his way back to his feet and goes to the corner and climbs up. Adam reaches for the present and in one motion, Chaz and Mike punch Adam in the face and Adam falls off the top rope to the mat. [/center]

Mike rakes Chaz in the eyes and reaches up and pulls the gift off. Mike smiles and goes to open it, but before he can, Chaz snatches it from his hands and nails Mike in the head with it. Mike falls off the top rope, to the floor. Chaz, still standing on the top rope, opens the gift, reaches in and pulls out the contract, raising it above his head and the bell rings

Winner with a guaranteed Title shot at any time: CHAZ DILLINGER

Nailz: I can’t believe it, Chaz did it!

Chaz with the contract in hand hugs it and then climbs down back into the ring and celebrates with it.

Beckett: Now the question becomes, when will Chaz Dillinger cash in his title shot!

Chaz lifts the contract up with one hand and motions the title around his waist with the other as the scene cuts backstage

[President Jeff]

APW Christmas Chaos cuts backstage, where Shane West is standing with Biggs.

West: Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here in the back with the #1 Contender for the APW Undisputed Championship, Biggs! Later tonight, you face off against C.J. Gates in an Iron-Man Match for the title! Your thoughts!

Biggs: Before I answer your question Shane, let me just express how disappointed I am in the fact that you went right to the stock Cindy Shannon question to start things off. I thought that you might, y'know, have some semblance of journalistic integrity because you weren't pining for me the way she was, but I guess I was wrong! But that's neither here nor there, because the fact is, tonight, you are looking at the next APW Undisputed Champion! I've said it once, I've said it a hundred times, C.J. Gates is not made for an Iron-Man Match! While he's talented at what he does, with all the flippy floppies, and quickness, the fact is, he will not be able to sustain his usual break neck pace for an hour!

Not to say that I could either, but my style, by it's very nature, calls for things to slow down in the middle of the match, ensuring that I will be able to keep my energy up until the later parts of the match, when I can go full tilt! By then, C.J. will have nothing left in the tank, and I will be able to easily pick up decision after decision, en route to my eventual victory! It's really that simple, Shane, all I have to do is outlast C.J., which I know I am more than capable of. Why? Because I'm quite simply OUT OF THIS WORLD!

Biggs walks off before Shane can ask any more questions.

West: Well there you have it, folks. Biggs versus C.J. Gates later tonight in our main event! Back to you guys at ringside!

Tony: This following match is a GRUDGE MATCH! Allow me to introduce the First Contestant!

The opening riffs of "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath hits the PA and the fans quickly start cheering. Slowly, Chris Cyrus emerges from behind the entrance curtain and stands at the top of the stage, looking out at the crowd, embracing the cheers

Tony: From Las Vegas Nevada, weighing in at 240 pounds, Chris....CYRUS!

Chris begins making his way down to the ring, and slaps a few hands of the fans before he walks up the ring steps and enters the ring. Chris walks over to the corner and climbs up the middle rope and the crowd cheers him as he poses. Chris jumps back down into the ring and waits.

Nailz: Chris Cyrus looks to be in Top Shape coming into this match!

Beckett: Him and Blade don't like each other, that is clear and this match will determine who is the better man.

"Bulls on Parade" by Rage against the Machine blasts out over the PA system; a few moments pass and Blade emerges from behind the curtain and stops on the top of the ramp.

Tony: And his opponent, from Manchester, England! He is....BLLLAADDE!!

The fans begins to boo loudly as blade smirks and takes it all in. He begins to strut down towards the ring where he stops and points his finger out at Chris Cyrus. Cyrus steps back and Blade uses the ropes to enter the ring.

Beckett: Blade looking as Confident as ever! Oh Wait, here comes Cyrus!!

GRUDGE MATCH

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Chris Cyrus Vs Blade


Chris Cyrus rushes across the ring as Blade turns in time to see his opponent coming at him. Cyrus leaps up and hits Blade with a flying forearm that sends the Englishman back into the turnbuckle. Blade doesn't stay surprised, he goes on the offensive, slapping the taste out of Cyrus. The two of them go into trading chops, the fans getting behind each chop as it is slapped against the chest of each other. Some fans yelping out some "woos" with every chop. Cyrus's chest looks to get red as does Blades and finally Blade breaks the trade off with a downward elbow onto the bridge of Chris Cyrus's nose. Stepping back Cyrus, Blade reaches back, grabs the back of Cyrus's neck and drops him with a Falling Neckbreaker. Blade goes for a cover
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Blade is back to his feet and looking full of his own ego as he taunts the fans in the front row. He reaches down and pulls Cyrus up with a head full of hair. Cyrus drives a fist into Blade's stomach and pulls away from his grip. Chris Cyrus falls back into the ropes and springboards himself at Blade and connects with a Spinning Wheel Kick that clips Blade square in the face. The both hit the mat but Cyrus pops right back up and moves into action. He lifts Blade's legs up and goes to lock in a Sharpshooter but Blade kicks up and catches Cyrus in the chin. Stumbling back, Cyrus grabs his mouth and heads in a hurry to Blade who is climbing to his feet. As Cyrus comes in, Blade uplifts Cyrus over with a shoulder toss.

Both men get to their feet quickly and lock up for the first time. They push and pull trying to gain momentum but they both break free of the lock up. Blade throws out some trash talking to Cyrus and Chris Cyrus forcefully shoves Blade back. Blade comes in with a stiff elbow to Cyrus's face. Chris Cyrus steps back from the blow but comes back with own shot and hits Blade with a fast and short distance Spear that drives Blade into the mat. Cyrus lays on the side of Blade's head and pounds a fist into his temple. The crowd cheers and goes into a frenzy. Cyrus gets to his feet and goes insane pounding his own fist into his chest.

Nailz: Chris Cyrus looks to be the one with Confidence now wouldn't you agree Beck?

Beckett: Beck? Did we give eachother pet names I wasn't aware of?

Nailz: You're so unprofessional...

Beckett: Wha!?

Cyrus grabs Blade as he gets to his feet and Blade is quickly slapped over with a Snap Suplex and Cyrus goes to make a cover but as the referee goes down to make the count, Cyrus pulls up Blades head and drives an elbow across his opponent's face. Chris Cyrus gets up and Blade grabs one of his legs and pulls, tripping Cyrus. Blade and Cyrus get up trying to beat the other and they haul themselves at eachother and each of them grab the other by the back of their necks. With their free hands they are striking each other in the face with vicious intent in their eyes as each blow comes with a rage behind it.

Nailz: These two animals are showing their hated for one another

After what seems like a life time, they are both drained from the rapid pounding. Blade slumps down as does Cyrus, they have space between them but are taking a short break. The referee is checking on both men as Blade stands up, deep breath exhales from his chest and he front kicks Cyrus in the mouth as the Veteran from Vegas is catching his breath. Cyrus grabs his mouth as blood is seen coming out from in between his fingers. He moves his hand and his lip has been split from the stiff kick by Blade. Blade runs in, bumps chests with Cyrus but twirls himself around and whips Cyrus hard across the ring. Cyrus hits the ropes and as he returns to Blade, he is caught with Jumping Clothesline and takes the former Suicidal Champion down to the mat.

Beckett: What a Clothesline from Blade! These two have lumped each other up and are still in the early stages of this contest. What will happen, who will break? The anticipation is KILLING ME!!

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Blade rolls out of the ring and reaches in, grabbing Cyrus's leg. Blade pulls the leg under the bottom rope, over the ring apron. He lifts it and then yanks it down, slamming it against the edge of the ring. Cyrus screams out as Blade does it again. Blade pulls Chris Cyrus outside the ring and hits him a few times to keep control of his opponent. Before Chris Cyrus can react, Blade hurls Cyrus up against the steel steps connected at the corner post of the ring. Cyrus hits and flips over, landing his back to the floor on the opposite side. Blade walks around and soccer kicks Cyrus in the ribs as he tries to get up. Blade pulls Cyrus up and rolls him into the ring, leaving Cyrus's upper half still hanging over the edge of the ring.

Climbing up onto the ring apron, Blade takes a few step back and runs along the apron, leaps up and comes down with a massive legdrop against Chris Cyrus's neck and chest area. Cyrus slides and flops back to the outside as Blade catches himself and lands on his feet. Blade dominating now seems to be back into his confidence and shows it by snatching a sign from some kid in the front row. The sign reads: Chris Cyrus for World Champion! and Blade tears it into a few pieces and throws it back at the kid. Blade turns back to where Cyrus is at and the APW Grand Slam Champion blasts Blade with a hard right, then another, and another until Blade is backed up against the guard railing. Cyrus pushes Blades face back, arching him over the guard railing and nods to the kid Blade snatched the sign from. He tells the kid something and the kid's Father lifts him up. Cyrus holds Blade down as the kid karate chops Blade right across the throat.

Nailz: Oh that's cheating! Disqualification!

Beckett: He did take the kid's sign...seems like a fair trade if you ask me.

Cyrus pulls Blade off the railing but drives a knee into his gut before slamming him back against the railing. Cyrus whips Blade off the railing and straight into the outside steel post and Blade catches it and twirls off to the side before hitting the ground on his knees and stumbling forward trying to catch his balance. Chris Cyrus steps up behind Blade and drops him with a Reverse DDT, Cyrus hurries to roll in and then back out of the ring. Chris Cyrus picks up Blade and Blade once again lifts and dumps Cyrus with a Shoulder Toss. Blade almost falls forward but catches himself. He turns around as Cyrus is getting up and Blade quickly rushes over and destroys Cyrus with a Big Boot to the jaw. Blade smiles down at Cyrus, staring at his opponent, the man he hates so much and then hears the referee counting and getting to 7 on the count. Blade heads inside the ring and at the count of 9 he exits the ring again to restart the count. Blade stops and begins to up root the floor mats next to the ring.

The bare cold concrete is exposed and Blade still has a smile on his face as he brushes his thick hair out from his vision. He steps over to Cyrus and picks him up to his feet. Blade puts Cyrus up onto his shoulder and plans to slam him onto the concrete with an Oklahoma Slam but Cyrus slides down off Blade's back and pushes him away. As Blade spins around and comes at Cyrus, he gets kicked to the gut and Blade gets hoisted up and Powerbombed directly onto the concrete floor. He arches up as the fans get to their feet for the impact. Cyrus falls over and leans against the ring apron as Blade lays on the floor in pain.

Beckett: That hurt, I don't care who you are..That is painful!

Nailz: Yes and you can bet that Blade will want to return the favor 10 fold sometime during this match.

Beckett: If he can, remember Cyrus is in control now and a few seconds from now we could see the end of this match.

Nailz: Well that's why this is Professional Wrestling, it's Unpredictable every night we have a show! I love this business..

Chris Cyrus wobbles as he walks over to Blade and grabs him a hand full of the dreads. One of them is pulled out as Blade is slowly stood up to his feet. Cyrus looks to be taking the fight back to the ring but Blade isn't having it. He throws an eye gouge and the referee misses it. Blade chops Cyrus in the throat with a thrusting motion and clotheslines him with a short distance between them. Blade gets Cyrus into a Piledriver setup and he lifts Cyrus and takes one step before planting Cyrus into the concrete floor head first. Cyrus folds and Blade just shoves the rest of him over and he lands on the floor, his feet slapping against the stacked mats where Blade had thrown them.

Blade gets to his feet and pulls Cyrus up. He walks the unconscious opponent to the ring and rolls him under the bottom rope.

Grabbing the ropes, Chris Cyrus falls forward. He pulls himself up but Blade steps in and helps our Cyrus by pulling him up to his feet. Cyrus leaning against the ropes now, Blade pulls him away from the ropes and lifts him up, positioning him with a RaZorblade. The crowd gets to their feet as Blade simply drops Cyrus down into a stiff DDT into the mat. He flips Cyrus over and hooks the leg as the referee drops and makes the cover.

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Blade sits up on his knees and stares down at Chris Cyrus who is a bloodied mess. Blade mouths a few words down at him before he gets up onto his feet. The referee goes to raise Blade's arm and he pulls away and raises his own arm in victory as his music plays.

Nailz: What a brutal grudge match that was!

Beckett: We saw a new Blade here tonight and I liked it!

Blade walks around the ring, celebrating is victory. Blade walks to Chris who is still on the mat and looks down at him. He grabs Chris arm and locks in the across arm breaker. Chris begins to try to get out of it as he screams in pain. The ref is trying to pull Blade off and the bell is ringing

Nailz: C’mon, the match is over.

Beckett: This is Blade with a new attitude!

Finally Blade lets go of the hold and Chris grabs his shoulder in pain. Blade exit’s the ring as the referee checks on Chris and the cameras go to Darren Harvey and Johnny Chase

Harvey: Before we get to our next match, We want to talk about the CWC for a second.

Chase: For you guys who don’t know, the CWC is a company that has wrestlers from different promotions fight each other, and Nathaniel Havok was invited to take part at their event which took place last night. Here is a part of Havok’s match.

Harvey: This is Nathaniel Havok Taking on Zenna Zdunich as part of the Dorlings Rankings Invitational!

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Another kick out from Havok, but looking a bit more laboured this time. Zenna stamps on Havok and rolls him over. He struggles a bit but an elbow drop to the back of the head allows Zenna the window she needs to lock in the Boston Crab! Havok’s face shows the strain as Zenna cranks up the pressure, arching her back in an effort to get him to tap. Fighting against the pain, Havok crawls slowly towards the ropes, his face now matching that of Zenna in terms of determination. With one last effort he gets his hand firmly on the bottom rope and Zenna, making sure she gets full use of the 5 count from the referee, lets go. Havok holds his back as he tries to pull himself up using the ropes, but finds himself fending off another attack from Zenna as she hits a drop kick to his left knee, dropping him to the mat again. He rolls under the bottom rope so that he can get a break from the violence.

Zenna thinks about leaping over the top rope again but at the last second she changes her mind after noticing that Havok has her clocked. She points to her head as if to say ‘I know what I’m doing’ before beckoning him back into the ring. Havok slowly climbs up the steps and ducks back into the ring under the top rope. The two of them lock up in the centre of the ring, and Zenna holds her own until Havok drives a knee into her gut. With Zenna winded, Havok takes advantage by hooking her up and landing a fierce gut wrench power bomb! Havok goes for the cover…

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Zenna manages to force her shoulder up just in time and Havok looks a little exasperated as she does so. He pulls her to her feet and whips her against the ropes. As she rebounds back he drops to the floor and she hops over him. Havok expects her to rebound again but Zenna checks her run and as Havok turns she takes him down with a bulldog. Both of them are quick to there feet and Zenna takes him down again, this time with a quick clothesline. Zenna continues her high velocity assault as Havok staggers to his feet, hitting him with a cross body this time and going for the cover…

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Havok celebrates as the screen flickers into life and Dorling reappears.

Dorling: Congratulations Mr Havok! Commiserations Miss Zdunich. You shall be rewarded for the victory Mr Havok. I shall be seeing you all again soon. Continue going about your business ladies and gentlemen. Dorling out.

Dorling disappears again as a slightly bemused Nathaniel Havok climbs to the top turnbuckle to celebrate.

Harvey: And that’s just another reason why APW is the best wrestling company in the world.

Chase: Lets get to the next match

[President Jeff]

Tony: The following contest is an Xtreme Rules match for the APW Xtreme Championship.

Harvey: We have a bona fide slobberknocker coming up right now.

Chase: APW’s past versus APW’s future....in Xtreme rules!

Tony: Introducing first the current APW Xtreme Champion: from Hershey, PA; he weighs 250lbs, he is “Mr. Main Event”....PENCE WEATHERLIGHT!

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 APW Xtreme Championship belt over his shoulder and he stops at the top and looks out around the arena. The fans all begin to chant "Mr. Main Event" and he slowly brings his hand up for a salute...

Harvey: The Xtreme Champion cutting a very popular figure in the arena tonight.

Chase: Popular doesn’t win you wrestling matches though Darren.

Harvey: Are you really gonna sit there and doubt the credentials of Pence Weatherlight?

...Pence is halfway down the ramp when he is taken by surprise by Nathaniel Havok who comes running from the back with a chair. Pence is oblivious for the noise being made by the fans and it gives Havok free reign and smash the chair across the back of Pence who drops to his knees. The bell is ringed to signal the start of the match.

XTREME CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH

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Pence Weatherlight (c) vs. Nathaniel Havok


Chase: What did I tell you? Nathaniel Havok taking care o’ business.

Harvey: It was a cheap shot surprise attack.

Chase: Well if Pence wasn’t so busy sucking up to the fans he might have seen it coming.

Havok wastes no time, and making the most of the Xtreme match rules, delivers another chair shot to the back of Pence, who buckles from the impact and rolls away clutching his back. Havok, satisfied grin on his face, exchanges a few words with a fan wearing a Jason Kash t-shirt and stalks after Pence who is crawling towards the ring. Havok walks slowly and with a deliberate air slams the chair against the floor to signal his intent. Pence reaches the ring and uses the apron to get to his feet, but no sooner does he manage this and Havok runs at his clobbers his back with another a brutal chair shot causing Pence to sink back to his knees. Havok tosses the chair aside, picks up Pence and whips him back first into the ring steps with such force that they become dislodged and Pence is left lying in a heap on the arena floor.

Harvey: This is a slow, careful and brutal annihilation of Pence by Havok.

Chase: He doesn’t call himself the enforcer of sorrow for nothing Darren, and what he is doing now is focussing on reducing one of the strengths of Pence.

Harvey: I think you’re right. Pence uses his power to great effect, and if you injure his back it certainly reduces his potential to get in those big slams.

Havok walks across to Pence and stomps hard on the Xtreme champs chest. Havok drops to his knees, grabs Pence by the head and unloads three hard punches to the face; Havok pulls Pence’s groggy head upwards by the hair and screams into his face “Best in the World”, delivers another hard right hook and sends Pence’s head banging against the floor, and then follows this up by applying a blatant choke – Havok’s forearm against Pence’s throat – that causes Pence to start struggling and kicking. This goes on for about ten seconds before the ref intervenes and somehow manages to pull Havok away and release the pressure. Havok, furious, gets to his feet and turns on the ref who starts to back away pleading his case. Havok grabs the ref with both hands on the collar and winds his fist back; Havok is about to hit a knockout blow...

Harvey: Nathaniel Havok seems to be a mission to take out anyone and everyone here tonight.

...But Pence surprises Havok and gives him a taste of his own medicine – a chair shot to the back. The ref escapes and Pence gives Havok another blow with the chair, this time to the head which topples the ‘Enforcer of Sorrow’; Pence drops to his knees, crawls across and covers Havok...

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Harvey: The first cover and the first near fall of the match.

Pence pulls Havok up to his feet and runs him face first into ring post. Keeping hold of Havok, Pence bounces his head off the ring apron half a dozen times. Havok is sprawled over the ring apron and barely upright. Pence takes him and crushes his chest with a vicious open palm strike. Pence steadies Havok, takes aim and rips further into the chest with another powerful palm strike. Havok grasps his chest and starts struggling for air, Pence comes in and sets up Havok for the Heavy Artillery, but Havok blocks and releases the hold with several hard jabs of his elbow into Pence’s temple. Havok follows this up by grabbing Pence and flooring him with a neckbreaker. Havok makes the cover this time...

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Chase: Was that me or was that a bit of a slow count?

Havok slams his hands on the floor, but probably knew the neckbreaker wouldn’t be enough to put away someone of Pence’s prestige. Havok, eyeing the chair, gets to his feet and grabs it. Havok looks around seeking some opportunity to inflict maximal pain and suffering on his opponent.

Harvey: Nathaniel Havok has a look of mischief in his eyes...I got to wonder what he has in store for Pence here.

Chase: Mischief? Try pure malevolence and malice!

Havok jumps onto the apron and places the chair over the middle rope. Havok jumps down, grabs Pence and tries to throw him face first into the chair, but Pence reverses, toe kicks Havok in the gut and drops him with a DDT onto the arena floor. Pence rolls away with ‘that look’ about his eyes. He grabs Havok by the legs, shouts “Don’t fear the Reaper baby!” and slingshots Havok face first into the steel chair. The crowd pops, and Havok barely has time to register the pain in his face before Pence grabs him and whips him into the crowd barrier with such force that the whole thing topples over. The crowd pops again and start up a ‘Mr. Main Event’ chant.

Harvey: Nothing is going to stop these two men destroying each other.

Chase: Stop them? Everything in this arena is there to aid their mutual destruction in this match.

Havok rolls away and starts crawling through the crowd away from Pence who is tracking him. After about 10 feet of crawling Havok gets to his feet but Pence comes running from behind and clotheslines Havok back to the floor. Pence stands Havok up and hits him with three hard closed fists to the face, the third so strong that it sends Havok stumbling backwards into some fencing separating sections of the crowd. With Havok the proverbial sitting duck Pence charges him but Havok is playing possum and uses Pence’s momentum to back body drop him over the barrier and onto the concrete floor. Havok looks around, surveying his options, and decides to use the barrier to land a slingshot senton splash onto Pence lying on the concrete floor. There is another pop from the crowd. Havok is quickly on his feet and amongst the crowd looking for a weapon. There is a young adult male with crutches wearing a ‘Nathaniel Havok’ t-shirt and he offers one of his crutches to ‘The enforcer of sorrow’. Havok takes the crutch, runs at Pence and use the crutch to sweep the champ’s legs from underneath him. Pence gets back to his feet and Havok jabs the end of the crutch into the gut of Pence and smashes it over the back of Pence’s head so hard that the crutch splits into many pieces. Havok discards the remnants of the crutch, lifts Pence onto his shoulders looking for The Dreamweaver, however Pence struggles free and slides off the shoulders of Havok and takes down the self-proclaimed ‘Best in the World’ with a side Russian leg sweep. Pence rolls on top of Havok and hooks a leg...

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Pence gets to his feet and pulls up Havok, running him into another section of the crowd barrier. There is temporary seating nearby, Pence starts to climbing the scaffolding holding the seating up. Pence reaches a height of about 10 from the arena floor; he throws out a taunt to the crowd and then leaps through the air and connects with the People’s Plea; however such is the nature of the move Pence gets a bit of himself got and both wrestlers are left motionless on the concrete of the arena floor. Sections of the crowd start up a ‘holy shit’ chant. After approximately twenty seconds Pence drops an arm across Havok’s chest. The ref drops down...

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Harvey: Both men registering near falls as well as inflicting near career ending violence upon each other.

About thirty seconds go by as both men take some time to recover and eventually get to their feet at the same time. They exchange a few shots before Havok lifts his knee into the gut of Pence and starts to lead him through the crowd and into the backstage area where the audience would go to buy their refreshments.

Chase: Well if knew they were going to the bar I would have ordered.

Havok looks around to figure out his next move, but this just gives Pence the opportunity to counter and he whips Havok into a glass storage cabinet filled with hot dogs and over the counter into the booth. The attendants make themselves scarce as Pence slides over the counter and starts pummelling Havok with rights and lefts. Pence spots some cartons full of soft drinks ready to be dispensed; he grabs them one by one and pours the contents over Havok, saving the last one to refresh himself. Pence lifts Havok up and puts his head under the milkshake dispenser, presses the on button for every flavour and covers Havok’s face in sweet, milky goo.

Harvey: There you go Johnny, Havok is your go to guy if you want some milkshake.

There are some fans who have gathered around. One of them asks Pence to take a photo of Havok; Pence obliges taking a real close up and hands the camera back to the fan. However, it is sloppy by Pence because Havok, feeling humiliated, jumps to his feet and runs at Pence clotheslining him with momentum that sends them both over the counter and out of the hot dog booth.

Chase: A big mistake by Pence, you can’t take your eyes off Havok at any time.

Havok gets to his feet and staggers away, looking for something to wipe himself clean with. He spots a door with a sign that says ‘authorized personnel only’ and figures it leads to the locker room area, so he heads in that direction.

Harvey: Where the heck is Havok going?

Chase: I think he wants a towel.

Harvey: In the middle of a Championship match?

Chase: Stranger things have happened.

Havok reaches the door but Pence catches up him and spins around. Pence swings his right arm, but Havok blocks, grabs Pence by the head and puts him head first through a port hole style window in the door. There is a collective ‘oooh’ from the crowd watching the big screen in the arena. Havok punches in the security code and opens the door into the hidden depths of the arena. Havok pulls Pence, face bloodied, out of the port hole and leans him against some conveniently stacked metal pipes. Havok takes half a dozen steps backwards then charges Pence and spears him through the stack of pipes, bringing about much clinking and clunking of metal on concrete. Havok has Pence covered; the ref, who has been lurking, drops to make the count...

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Chase: I thought Havok had him there Darren.

Harvey: That’s the will to fight that makes Pence Weatherlight one of the best the APW has ever seen.

Havok gets to his feet, unable to hide his frustration, throws the few metal pipes that remain standing on top of Pence, and storms off down the corridor, turning the corridor and out of the frame. The camera remains on Pence, who pushes off the metal poles, wipes the blood away from his face and heads in the same direction that Havok headed. Pence reaches the corner that Havok turned and bam! He is taken by surprise by a Havok super kick. Havok comes into the shot holding a steel chain which he wraps around Pence’s neck and uses to drag him through the corridor. After about ten paces they reach a door which Havok kicks open and drags Pence into a locker room where Mr. Dangerous is sat trying to look dangerous. However, Mr. Dangerous is easily spooked and he tries to run off, but trips over an untied lace and his head connects with a bench, rendering him unconscious. Meanwhile Havok is beating Pence’s body with the steel chain. Havok drops down and covers...

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Chase: We have a new Champion! Nathaniel Havok wins!

Harvey: No he doesn’t....there is no referee in there.

Realising this and that no count has been made Havok gets up and goes in search of the referee. Havok finds the ref in the corridor trying to hook up with a female stagehand. Havok grabs him and drags him into the locker room but Pence is nowhere to be found. Havok storms through the locker room and finds an open door, which he suspects Pence has walked through. Havok walks through but finds he is in the female shower room and it is occupied as testified by the screams for Havok to get out. Havok continues his search and screams in frustration “Pence, where are you?” Havok’s search finds another door which is closed. He opens it and finds he is back in the corridor. Frustrated storms off in a new direction, bumping to a stagehand he grabs and barks at “Where is he? Where is that chickenshit?” The stagehand nervously points around the corner. Havok walks in that direction and finds Pence leaning against a door. On the door is the sign “Reginald Schmidt: Asylum General Manager”. Havok grunts and charges Pence, spearing him through the door and into Reg’s office.

Chase: Holy crap! That’s Reginald’s office they’re in!

And they are not alone. Sat at his desk playing the latest APW video game is Reginald Schmidt, kitted out, head-to-toe, in C.J. Gates get-up (cowboy hat and all). As Havok and Pence interrupted Reginald was playing as C.J. Gates against Biggs in an Iron Match shouting to himself, as his virtual Gates inflicted virtual violence on the virtual Biggs, “yeah, go big or go home!” Surprised to find two of Overdrive’s biggest stars lying on the floor of his office, Reginald says “what the heck is going on here?”

Chase: What is he wearing?

Harvey: I think he’s dressed up as C.J. Gates.

Chase: What a lousy mark!

Havok gets to his feet, looks at Reginald and tells him “you look ridiculous” and orders the Asylum GM to get out; Reginald beats a hasty retreat. In the meantime Pence gets up, surprises Havok and drives him through Reginald’s desk with the Heavy Artillery. There is a huge pop inside the arena. Both men are flat out in the office of Reginald Schmidt.

Harvey: Well, whatever next? What more can these two men do to each other in this match?

There is a long pause, long enough for each of these guys to have covered each other ten times. Pence stirs first and eventually makes a cover...

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Harvey: How is he doing this?

Chase: Because he is Nathaniel Havok and he is the best in the world.

Harvey: Remember Johnny, Nathaniel Havok has another match straight after this one.

Chase: If any man in APW can pull this off it is Nathaniel Havok.

Pence is up and off on his travels again, leaving the office and walking through the corridors backstage until he finds himself once again back on the entrance ramp. He looks a bit dazed and confused, but the crowd have popped as the action comes back to the arena floor. Pence staggers back towards the ring and the crowd pop again as Nathaniel Havok steps through the curtain carrying a sledgehammer.

Harvey: It’s not over yet, and it might just get a whole lot worse.

Havok gives chase with malicious intent, but as he reaches Pence the current champ turns around and counters with a huge impact Battle Testimony on the arena floor, but Pence doesn’t make the cover and instead rolls under the bottom rope and into the ring. Slowly Pence makes his way to the top rope, but is very unsteady in doing so.

Harvey: What on earth is Pence thinking of doing now?

Chase: I don’t know, but I’m pretty sure it’s not going to be good for his long term health prospects.

Pence stands on the top rope and strikes a pose to the fans, but he’s taken his eye off Havok who climbs onto the apron and grabs the chair he placed there earlier and cracks Pence across the head with it. Pence falls and lands in a sitting position in the corner of the ring.

Harvey: Unbelievable that only now this match has entered the ring.

Chase: Nevermind that – did you hear the thud of that steel against Pence’s skull?

Havok has more dastardly plans in mind and places the chair across the face and upper body of the seated Pence. Havok walks across and climbs the opposite turnbuckle.

Harvey: Oh my goodness, are we going to see it...

Chase: VAN TERMINATOR!!!

That’s right Havok jumps from one turnbuckle to the other and front dropkicks the steel chair into Pence’s already busted face. There is a massive crowd reaction to probably the most spectacular move in professional wrestling. But Havok isn’t done yet: he uses his strength to lift Pence onto his shoulders and walks to the centre of the ring. The crowd pop because they know what is coming...

Harvey: THE DREAMWEAVER! HAVOK CONNECTS!

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Chase: Slow count! What is it going to take to keep Pence down?

Havok isn’t quite sure himself. He lifts Pence onto his shoulders, but doesn’t quite have the strength to hold him up and the champ squirms free and lands behind Havok. The challenger turns straight into a Battle Artillery set up, but Havok blocks with an elbow to the back of Pence’s head, and wasting no time, Havok lifts Pence up and connects with a second Dreamweaver. Havok covers...

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Winner and NEW APW Xtreme Champion: Nathaniel Havok[/center]

Harvey: What a match! These two men gave everything and more.....and we have a new Xtreme Champion.

Chase: The Xtreme Championship is back where it belongs.

Nathaniel Havok can barely stand as the ref raises his arm and hands him the Championship belt, which he tiredly lifts in the air.

Harvey: Well, I’m not sure how he is going to do it, but Havok now has a match against the APW President – Hurricane Jeff.

[President Jeff]

As Nathaniel Havok stands in the ring holding himself up by the turnbuckles, he is still shocked at what has just transpired. Before he can even catch his breath, Tony Ferrari steps into the ring with a mic in his hands.

Ferrari: The following Grudge Match is scheduled for one fall! In the ring, from Indianapolis Indiana, Nathaniel Havok!

“All About the Benjamin’s” begins playing on the PA system, much to the confusion of the crowd.

Harvey: Wait a minute! He’s not supposed to be out here! What’s going on?

Chase: It looks like he’s headed our way! It looks like Chaz Dillinger is going to bring some class to this commentating booth!

Chaz Dillinger makes his way down to ringside, as Nathaniel Havok seems to have changed his mood. Smiling at Chaz, Chaz makes his way over to the commentating booth, and puts on a headset.

Harvey: Great…

Chase: Yes, it is! Chaz, it’s a pleasure to have you at ringside!

Dillinger: Thank you, Johnny. It’s great to be down here, to watch Nathaniel Havok put President Jeff in his place! I’m just here to make sure that Pence Weatherlight doesn’t make his way back out here, that’s all. Well, that, and to watch another Nathaniel Havok classic!

In the ring, Nathaniel Havok now likes his odds, and nods to the fans in approval of Chaz Dillinger being at ringside. "Raining Blood" by Slayer hits the PA System and the fans jump from their seats, cheering as Hurricane Jeff steps from behind the Entrance curtain. Jeff looks around the building before making his way down towards the ring.

Ferrari: Making his way to the ring… From Toronto, Ontario Canada, weighting in at 230lbs… The President of Action Packed Wrestling… Hurricane Jeff!

On his way down to the ring, Jeff slaps the hands of his fans, walking all around the ring, making sure all the front row fans get a chance to high five the Mega Star. Jeff then jumps up on the ring apron and enters the ring through the top and middle ropes and climbs the nearest turn buckle and poses for his fans, who cheer for him some more. Jeff jumps down from the turn buckle and waits for the match to start. Nathaniel still looks worn out from his match with Pence, but looks ready to get things underway.

GRUDGE MATCH

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Nathaniel Havok Vs "President" Hurricane Jeff

As the referee calls for the bell, both men begin to circle around one another. After a few ‘rounds around the ring, the two finally meat in the middle of the ring, collar and elbow tie-up. Jeff pushes Nathaniel back into the corner, and the referee calls for the break. Jeff plays by the rules, and backs off. Nathaniel as quick as a cat, grabs Jeff by the hair and turns the tables. He tosses Jeff into the corner, and begins to go to work with a few right hands. Nathaniel backs up, and brings his knee right back into the corner, but more importantly, into the gut of the APW President. Nathaniel sees that his has a nice effect, and does it one more time. With Jeff gasping for air, Nathaniel grabs him by the hair once again, and tosses him on the mat. Nathaniel then begins to taunt the crowd, by brushing his hands off with a smirk on his face.

Dillinger: Look at him! Look at Nathaniel Havok! This is just too easy for him!

Chase: He looks great! He looks like a million bucks in that ring, considering what he just went through with Pence Weatherlight.

Harvey: Not so fast boys, look at Hurricane Jeff!

Nathaniel turns back around right in time to see Jeff darting at him, taking him down with a tackle. Jeff responds to Nathaniel’s attack, delivering a few rights and lefts to Nathaniel, as the two roll around on the mat. Nathaniel is finally able to slip away, and get to his feet. But by the time that he has, Jeff is already back on him with a clothesline. Havok gets right back up, but Jeff clotheslines him right back down. Nathaniel gets up right away again, Jeff then delivers a scoop-slam. With Nathaniel now on the mat, Jeff darts across the ropes and comes back, leapfrogging over Nathaniel. Gracefully, Nathaniel pops back up to his feet, and meets Jeff with an arm-drag takedown. Both men make it to their feet at the same time, and Jeff once again darts at Nathaniel. Nathaniel reacts the same way, delivering another arm-drag takedown. Again, both men make it to their feet at the same time. After getting the same idea, both men go for a dropkick, but to no avail. Both men once again get back to their feet, fists up, and at a stand off. This makes the fans go crazy.

Harvey: Now THIS is wrestling! This is what the fans came to see! It’s great to see Jeff back inside the ring!

Both men begin to circle each other again, meeting in the middle of the ring, presumably to “lock-up”. Jeff shows his mean streak, tricking Nathaniel and kicking him square in the knee. Nathaniel drops right down to one knee, allowing Jeff the opening he needs to dart across the ring, and come back with a Shining Wizard kick to the temple. Jeff goes for the cover…

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Once again, Nathaniel is able to get the shoulder up. Jeff makes his way to his feet, pulling Nathaniel up by the hair as well. With both men to their feet, Jeff delivers a hard right hand to the face of Havok. Havok staggers backwards, and Jeff continues pelting him with rights, lefts, and chops to the chest. Once Nathaniel is backed all the way into the corner, Jeff whips him to the opposite side of the ring. Nathaniel hit’s the turnbuckles back first, and sees Jeff running right at him.

Harvey: The big splash by the APW chairman! My God!

Chase: Jeff’s pulling out all the stops, here!

Dillinger: I heard through the grapevine that Jeff’s been training with former WWE Superstar, Shane Helms! What a traitor!

Back in the ring, Nathaniel staggers out of the corner right into the waiting arms of Hurricane Jeff. Jeff twists behind Nathaniel, and delivers a German Suplex! At this time, Nathaniel has the wherewithal to roll out of the ring. Jeff fires up the crowd a bit, and they all come to their feet as the referee begins to count Nathaniel out.

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Much to the displeasure of Nathaniel, Jeff is already beginning to roll back into the ring. Nathaniel drags himself to his feet, and catches Jeff by surprise, darting after him and delivering a baseball slide right into the President’s face! Jeff spills back out of the ring, and Nathaniel buys himself some more time. The referee slides out of the ring, going to check on Hurricane Jeff. Jeff begins to get to his feet, and as soon as the referee sees that Jeff is okay, he turns around to see Nathaniel flying off the top rope, right at both of them. Nathaniel inadvertently takes out both Jeff, and the referee. As the referee lies motionless on the ground, Nathaniel continues his beat down, by jumping right on top of Jeff and delivering vicious rights and lefts. Jeff is able to turn the tables, and rolls Nathaniel onto his back. With Nathaniel now on defense, he tries his very best to wiggle away. Once free, Nathaniel takes his opportunity to lay Jeff out. With Jeff on one knee, Nathaniel delivers a roundhouse kick to the temple!

Dillinger: Look at that, Jeff’s out like a light! I told you! Nathaniel’s got this in the bag!

Harvey: Someone might want to get out here and check on Jeff and the referee! Look at the carnage!

Chase: What are you saying, Darren? Does it look like a hurricane struck, out there?

Nathaniel attempts to drag Jeff to the ring apron, but being in the ring for quite sometime now has left him exhausted. After struggling to lift dead weight for a minute, he is finally able to pick up Jeff by the hair, and roll him into the ring. As Nathaniel rolls into the ring himself, Jeff begins to stir. Havok picks him up, and whips him across the ring. When Jeff returns, Nathaniel swings behind him, and locks on a sleeper hold. As Jeff fades, Nathaniel drops down to his back, wraps his legs around Jeff, and really synch’s it in.

Harvey: Jeff’s out cold, here! That brutal kick to the face, and now a sleeper hold? He’s got to be out cold!

Chase: He’s out in la-la land somewhere, maybe he’ll run into you, Harv!

Dillinger: This is a genius move by Nathaniel. He’s wearing Jeff down to his level, while taking a breather! A true professional move by Nathaniel Havok!

Nathaniel notices that Jeff is no longer fighting the sleeper hold, and finally lets go of the move. With Jeff out, Nathaniel looks down at the referee.

Dillinger: Yep, the refs still out! It’s time for Nathaniel to REALLY go to work!

Nathaniel gets a smile on his face, and rolls out of the ring. He makes his way to the timekeepers position, and takes a steel folding chair. With the chair in hand, he rolls back into the ring where Jeff is still laid out.

Harvey: What’s Nathaniel got in mind here? No! He can’t do this! He can’t do this! Someone get out here!

Chase: He’s putting Jeff’s leg into that chair! He’s going to break his leg!

As Nathaniel places Jeff’s leg inside of the steel chair, another referee makes his way down to the ring. As he slides into the ring, he jumps right on top of the APW owner to protect him. He takes the chair off of Jeff’s leg, and tosses it outside. When he turns around, Nathaniel is ready and waiting, kicking the referee in the stomach, and delivering the Dreamweaver, rendering him unconscious. Much to the displeasure of the APW fans, Nathaniel kicks the lifeless body of the second referee out of the ring, and to the outside. Nathaniel plays up to the crowd, making fun of the laid out referee. As he turns around, President Jeff is waiting right behind him, and delivers the Hurrakick square to the chin of the Enforcer of Sorrow. Jeff goes for the cover, but there is no referee in sight. All of the sudden, a third referee makes his way down the ramp, slides into the ring, and begins to count the fall.

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KICKOUT BY NATHANIEL!

With Jeff still feeling the effect of the sleeper hold, a look of exhaustion and disbelief can be seen on his face. He gets to his feet slowly, dragging Nathaniel back up with him as well. Out of instinct, Nathaniel drops right back down, rolls Jeff up, and attempts a small-package pin fall of his own.

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In shock, Jeff springs right to his feet, and awaits Havok. Slowly, Havok makes his way up, and turns around where Jeff is waiting, and begins to set him up for the HurraBreaker. Havok however, uses the momentum to do a complete flip and land right behind Jeff. Jeff turns around, and is met with a kick to the gut. Nathaniel puts Jeff in a DDT-like position, but Jeff pushes him off. Nathaniel runs into the ropes, comes back, and is met by Jeff who attempts the Eye of the Hurricane. Nathaniel knows this, and drops right down to his knees, and rolls out of the ring.

Dillinger: Genius! Nathaniel is a wrestling genius!

Harvey: He’s a coward!

Chase: Are you joking? He’s smart for avoiding a move that could finish this match! How does that make him a coward?

Nathaniel soaks in the boos of the crowd, while tapping his head, insinuating his intelligence. He climbs back onto the ring apron, but Jeff runs at him, causing him to jump back off. As Nathaniel urges the referee to back Jeff up, Nathaniel looks under the ring, and grabs a large chain. With the referee distracted, Nathaniel slides the chain into the ring, and rolls back in as well. As Nathaniel picks up the chain, the referee turns around to see the Enforcer of Sorrow wrapping the chain around his hand. The referee grabs the other end of the chain, and begins tugging it away from Nathaniel. Initially, Nathaniel struggles, but eventually gives into the referees demands. As the referee tosses the chain back to the outside, Nathaniel places a pair of brass knuckles onto his hand, and clobbers Jeff in the face, who has his attention on the referee. Nathaniel then puts the brass knuckles back in his trunks, and drops down on top of the APW President, waiting for the referee to turn back around.

Harvey: No! Not this way! Not this way! He’s committing highway robbery!

Chase: The referee sees the pin fall!

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Somehow, and much to the displeasure of Havok, Jeff is able to kick out! Nathaniel argues with the referee for a minute, before turning his attention back to Hurricane Jeff. As Jeff fights to make it to his knees, Nathaniel begins to lay the boots to him. Somehow, Jeff is able to struggle up to his knees. Nathaniel decides that it’s time to gloat, and grabs Jeff by the face, talking a little smack in the process. Out of desperation, Jeff pushes Nathaniel Havok away.

Harvey: Nathaniel into the turn buckle, bounces back… Eye of the Hurricane! Eye of the Hurricane! It’s over! It’s over!

Chase: But Jeff’s not moving! He has to make the cover!

Dillinger: DAMMIT!

As the fans jump for joy over Jeff hitting the Eye of the Hurricane, Jeff falls right back down to the mat alongside Havok, still reeling from the brass knuckles shot. The fans begin cheering Jeff, begging him to crawl over to Havok and make a cover attempt. After a few moments of both men remaining unresponsive, the referee decides to administer the ten count.

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Harvey: NO! NO! IT’S NOT OVER! NATHANIEL KICKED OUT, HE KICKED OUT!

Dillinger: I knew it! I knew he had it in him!

With exhaustion written all over his face, Jeff still lays with his arm overtop Nathaniel. He hit’s the mat with his fist, and slowly makes his way to his feet. In a daze, Jeff begins to drag Nathaniel up by the hair. He pushes Nathaniel into the corner, and climbs to the second rope. He shows his fist to the crowd, and they know exactly what’s coming. The crowd counts along, as Jeff begins to pound Nathaniel in the forehead, with some ferocious right hands.

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Jeff continues to stand on the top rope, and begins to play his momentum to the crowd. As they cheer him on, he sets Nathaniel up for a Hurricanrana. Jeff jumps into the air, but is caught by Nathaniel, who rotates him on his shoulders.

Chase: The Dreamweaver! The Dreamweaver! Yes!

Dillinger: HE HIT IT! IT’S OVER! GET THE COVER, NATHANIEL!

Harvey: He’s got it!

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Harvey: NO! NO, NO, NO! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!

Chase: WHAT! NO WAY!

Harvey: Jeff kicked out! Unbelievable!

Nathaniel makes his way to his feet first, although very slowly. By the time he is to his feet, Jeff is already on his knees. Nathaniel backs up into the corner, and stalks Jeff, indicating a spear is coming.

Dillinger: Here comes the Crowning! Here it comes!

Jeff gets to his feet, and staggers around. Havok begins to dart at him, but Jeff is able to leapfrog him, as Havok eats the ring-post on the opposite side. Writhing in pain, Havok falls out of the ring, and lies directly in front of the announcers table.

Dillinger: Oh, no! I’ve got to help him, before he gets counted out!

Chaz gets up from his seat, and runs to aid his fallen stablemate. He’s able to get Nathaniel to his knees, and aids him in rolling back into the ring. But Chaz isn’t done there, as he hops onto the apron to distract the referee.

Harvey: Aw, come on now! Chaz Dillinger has no room in… Wait a minute, that’s Johnny Brown! Johnny Browns making his way to ringside!

Chase: And he’s got a microphone in his hand! What’s this all about?

As Jeff looks on at the referee dealing with Dillinger, he doesn’t notice that True Brit has made his way into the ring. Johnny begins to stalk Jeff, and Jeff turns around to immediately get hit by the microphone!

Harvey: NO! NO! NOT THIS WAY! WHY?

With Jeff laid out, Brown tosses Nathaniel on top of him, and quickly exit’s the ring. As he hides on the outside, Chaz hops off the ring apron. The referee then turns around, seeing Nathaniel’s armed draped over an unconscious and now busted open APW President.

Harvey: Not this way! Please, God no!

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Winner: Nathaniel Havok [/center]

Harvey: God dammit! Nathaniel Havok has done it!

Ferrari: Here is your winner… The Enforcer of Sorrow, Nathaniel Havok!

“Cult of Personality” hits on the PA system, as the fans begin to boo even louder. Johnny Brown pokes up from outside the ring, and rolls into the ring. Chaz Dillinger raises his hands into the air, jumping around for joy. He then rolls into the ring, and meets Chaz Dillinger in the middle. Both men pick up Nathaniel Havok, helping him regain his composure. Once Nathaniel sees that he has won, he begins to smile a bit. The three men stand over the APW President, as Both Johnny and Chaz raise the hands of the Enforcer of Sorrow. Johnny Brown then takes the microphone back out of his tights as the music fades out. He stands over the fallen APW President, and turns the mic on.

Brown: Ey’ boss, how’s yer’ ‘ead?

Brown chuckles, as he gets some extra heat from the fans.

Brown: Nathaniel tried to tell ya’. T’wasn’t he who clipped ya’ from behind! T’was me!

Harvey: WHAT! Are you kidding me? It was Johnny Brown all along?

Chase: Genius! Nathaniel wasn’t lying! He didn’t do it! And he still gets a win over his own boss!

The fans begin to boo even louder as Johnny Brown hands Nathaniel Havok the mic.

Havok: I hate to say I told you so, but I told you so!

Nathaniel smirks at the fans.

Havok: And now that Jeff’s out of the way, it’s time for us to finalize the deal! Ladies and Gentlemen, The Cult of Personality, has taken over!

Nathaniel continues to smirk as “Cult of Personality” hits again on the PA. Brown and Dillinger once again raise the hands of Nathaniel Havok, as EMTs make their way down to the ring, to check on President Jeff.

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Harvey: The show goes on ladies and gentlemen and we’ve got an APW first coming up right now. The first every flag match in the history of APW.

Chase: I think it may even be the first ever flag match in professional wrestling.

Harvey: Johnny, you may be right. It should be a cracker because we’ve seen a rivalry bubble and boil between Zachary Rodell and Julius Farquhar over the past couple of months.

Chase: Rivalry? This isn’t a rivalry. Zachary Rodell is jealous of Julius, and the quintessentially English star is going to teach Rodell a lesson tonight.

Harvey: There are two sides to every story and I know that this Farquhar has rubbed the wrong way more than a few people backstage. I know that Zachary Rodell didn’t take too kindly to some of Farquhar’s stunts.

Harvey and Chase continue arguing amongst themselves. The show cuts to a VT summarises the events that led to this match: Julius’ first ever ‘Quintessentially English Show’; Zachary Rodell getting the better of Julius week after week; the intervention of Manservant; the flag match challenge and the backstage attack on the last Overdrive before Christmas Chaos.

Tony: The following contest is APW’s first ever flag match.

Chase: So what are the rules of this match, Darren?

Harvey: Well I have done my research and it seems there is one pole positioned outside the ring at the end of the entrance aisle. There are two flags and the winner is the wrestler who gets his flag to full mast first. Oh yeah, this is a no disqualification match.

Chase: So anything goes?

Harvey: Anything and everything goes.

Tony: Introducing first: from Windsor, England; he weighs 248lbs; he is the APW’s only quintessentially English wrestler...JULIUS FARQUHAR!

“Land of Hope and Glory” begins and incites the crowd to stand and jeer. Julius Farquhar walks from the backstage area carrying an English flag. He makes a big thing of waving it around as he slowly makes his way to the ring. He is not accompanied by Manservant. Julius reaches the end of the aisle and stops at the empty flag pole. He drops his flag next to it, climbs into the ring and waits.

Harvey: Farquhar looks confident, Johnny.

Chase: He always does.

The house lights dim as the Doctor P remix of Example's “Last One Standing” starts to blare through the PA system. Purple, Yellow, and blue strobe lights start to flash on the stage as Zachary Rodell, accompanied by Michelle Bishop, rushes out from behind the curtain. He heads over to the left side of the stage and throws his arms up to a light cheer from the crowd, before rushing to the other side and doing the same. The welcome isn't as warm as he expected, but most of the fans have no clue who he is so it will have to do for now. He makes it back to the centre of the stage just as Example belts out the lyrics for which the song is named. Zach crouches slightly just as the words last ones standing are repeated. Then, right as the music hits the forty second mark and the beat drops, he hops up as purple and yellow pyro sprays up on either side of the ring. He then makes his way down the ramp and to the ring as the music continues, slapping hands with the kids in attendance – he's pretty sure a few of the adults slipped their hands in for a slap as well.

Tony: Introducing his opponent: being accompanied to the ring by Michelle Bishop, he weighs 205lbs...ZACHARY ROOOOOODELL!

Zach stops slapping hands a few feet away from the ring and sprints the last bit before sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. Agile like a cat, Zach springs to his feet before running to the corner and hopping up to the second rope and throwing his arms up one more time before the house lights come back on and the music fades away.

Harvey: Rodell once again accompanied by his manager Michelle Bishop.

Chase: She can fly her flag on my pole any time.

Harvey: You misogynist pig!

FLAG MATCH

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Zachary Rodell vs. Julius Farquhar

The bells to signal the start of the match. Already a ‘USA!’ chant has started up against Julius Farquhar. The wrestlers are circling each other in the ring. Zach Rodell throws a ‘come on’ gesture to Julius. The chants are getting to the Englishman because he turns to the crowd and shouting inaudible verbal at them. Rodell has had enough of this: he runs behind Julius and dropkick him in the back and sends him into the ropes. Julius clings on and spins around to see Rodell, a focussed look on his face, calling to get on with it.

Chase: This crowd are a bunch of scoundrels. How can they disrespect the only quintessentially English wrestler in the world? Ignorant Americans.

Harvey: You’re American you jackass!

Chase: Oh yeah.....shut up Darren!

Finally the two men come together. Julius offers an arm for a collar-elbow tie-up. Rodell bites, but Julius slyly flicks his right foot and doubles Rodell over with a toe kick. Julius runs at Rodell and hits an English uppercut. Julius grabs Rodell’s arm and tries to pull him to repeat the move, but Rodell ducks under and moves behind Julius and pulls his arm around into a hammerlock. From this position Rodell spins Julius around and drops him with an arm lariat. Rodell gets up and bounces off the ropes running through to land a rolling thunder on Julius. The crowd pop.

Harvey: We have a contrast of styles in this match: the high-flying, high octane, high risk offence of Rodell against the ground-based, technical wrestling of Julius Farquhar.

Rodell, feeding off the energy, decides to maintain this quick pace. He is on his feet and jumps onto the top turnbuckle, barely setting himself before setting off with a corkscrew moonsault, Julius rolls away and gets to his feet, and Rodell, with great athleticism, lands safely on his feet. Rodell moves in and tries a shoot kick to the abdomen, but Julius blocks and catches Rodell’s leg. Julius smirks and starts talking some trash, but the taste is soon slapped from his mouth as Rodell swings around and connects with a dragon whip kick that sends Julius back into a turnbuckle. Michelle looks delighted and the crowd are chanting for Rodell. Rodell grabs Julius and tries to whip him across the ring, but Julius blocks and pulls Rodell into hold before tossing him halfway across the ring with a belly-to-belly suplex.

Harvey: That is the equaliser right there.

Chase: Not only does he have the quintessentialness, but Julius is also one of the best technical wrestlers in APW.

Julius walks across tries to grab Rodell in a waistlock, but Rodell reverses with a back elbow. Rodell grabs Julius’ head and takes him down with a rolling snapmare, following this up with a shoot kick to the chest that puts Julius on his back. Rodell uses the ropes for some extra momentum and connects with a standing shooting star splash. The crowd show their appreciation of his spectacular offense. As there are no pinfalls in this match Rodell mounts Julius and starts to pummel his face with lefts and rights. Julius, again showing his technical ability, blocks some of the shots and reverses into a headscissors. From here Julius quickly manoeuvres into a crossleg anklelock. Julius tries to yank Rodell’s ankle out of joint and the latter starts crying out in pain. Michelle is banging her hands on the apron to encourage Rodell, but Julius applies more and more pressure.

Harvey: I think Farquhar is trying to break Rodell’s ankle.

Chase: This could end Rodell’s career...haha.

Rodell starts moving towards the ropes, inspired by Michelle’s support. Eventually Rodell gets the ropes and clings on for dear life, but this is no count from the ref; there are no disqualifications in this match so Julius can maintain this lock as long as he wants. Realising his fate and overcome with the excruciating pain in his leg Rodell starts to tap out, but Julius is relentless and applies more pressure.

Harvey: Come one Julius, give it up! The man has tapped out!

Chase: But there are no submissions or pinfalls Darren.

Rodell is still tapping, but with less conviction as it looks like he is beginning to pass out from the pain. The ref is pleading with Julius and after a final vicious twist of the ankle he releases the hold. Rodell starts writhing around in agony. Julius gets to his feet and has a sadistic smirk on his face. Julius walks across and straightens the injured leg of Rodell and drops his knee onto the ankle three times, each time causing a cry of pain from Rodell. As a further blow Julius lifts Rodell up and plants him in the middle of the ring with a shinbreaker, the injured leg taking the impact.

Harvey: We’re seeing a side to Julius Farquhar that we haven’t seen yet in APW.

Chase: It’s ruthless Darren, a ruthless and methodical decimation of an opponent.

Harvey: It’s sadistic and sick. He’s trying to end Rodell’s career.

Julius slides out of the ring starts hunting around for something. Michelle slides into the ring to check on Rodell who is still holding his ankle. About 30 seconds pass before Julius returns holding a steel chair. Michelle gets to her feet and starts pleading with Julius not to use the chair, pointing at Rodell’s ankle. Julius smiles and tries to brush past Michelle but she puts herself between Julius and Rodell. Julius shakes his head and grabs Michelle by the hair, dragging her out of the way and pushing her down to the mat. Julius turns back to Rodell and raises the chair above his head. Michelle comes from behind and kicks him between the legs. Julius doubles over, still holding the chair; Rodell summons the strength to leap to his feet, grabs Julius’ head and pulls him down into a Sanguine Kiss onto the chair. Julius flops into a heap and the crowd pop for the biggest spot of the match so far.

Harvey: That was a desperation move from Rodell. What a spineless coward this Farquhar is.

Chase: What do you mean?

Harvey: Michelle is not a wrestler, so why did he put his hands on her?

Chase: She stepped in the ring; she got in the way.

Rodell starts to crawl slowly towards the ropes and eventually gets there and rolls out of the ring. With one of his legs still suffering from the anklelock he isn’t very mobile and begins to make his way slowly to the flagpole; Michelle is by his side, urging him on. Eventually Rodell gets to the pole but before he can do anything Julius comes from behind and knocks him to the floor. There is blood all over Julius’s face and pouring out of his nose. Julius starts shouting at Rodell “you busted my nose!” and gives him a kick to the ribs. Julius turns to the pole and starts to attach the English flag.

Harvey: We’re in the money zone now – this is where the match will be won or lost – at this pole.

Chase: Look at poor Julius’ face.

Julius gets his flag attached to the pole but before he can raise it upwards Rodell grabs him from behind and busts him up some more with an inverted stomp facebreaker. Julius drops to his knees and Rodell does even more damage with a brutal shining wizard that causes even more blood to spew from Julius’ nose. Rodell, still limping, gets across to the pole and pulls off the English flag. Rodell grabs his own, attaches it and starts to pull on the cord that sends the ‘stars and stripes’ upwards...

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Harvey: We’ve got a flag malfunction here.

Chase: I bet that’s the first time anyone has said that line in APW commentary.

Rodell slaps the flagpole in frustration and tries to think of a solution. He wraps his body around the pole and begins to slide himself upwards. Rodell doesn’t get very far before Julius gets to his feet and stops him by grabbing his leg. Rodell tries to wriggle free but Julius grabs his shorts and pulls him down onto his shoulders in position for the Tower of London. Julius moves away from the pole, but Rodell squirms out of the hold and lands on his feet. Rodell, one-legged and off-balance, unsteadily swings for Julius, but the Englishman ducks and retaliates with the Royal Seal on the arena floor. Julius gets to his feet and tries to work the pole but the American flag remains stuck. Julius moves to the ring and starts to hunt around for some props to help him. After some rummaging he pulls out first a table, which he sets up near the ring steps; then he pulls out a ladder and walks back to the pole; the crowd cheering this latest development and the potential for ultra-violence.

Chase: What a smart guy Julius is. Rodell tries to climb that pole like some monkey in the jungle, but Julius does the practical thing and brings out a ladder.

Harvey: If memory serves me well, then ladders and wrestlers don’t usually mix well.

Chase: What are you talking about? They mix great!

Julius sets up the ladder and starts climbing. He reaches the flag and starts to detach it, but Rodell joins him on the ladder and the two men start trading punches. There is a buzz of excitement amongst the crowd as the ladder starts to wobble with over 450lbs of wrestler scrapping on it. Julius swings an arm at Rodell, but Rodell ducks and with a back body drop sends Julius off the ladder and crashing to the arena floor. The crowd pop. Rodell turns his attention to the flag but a chant of ‘fuck him up!’ starts amongst some of the crowd. A man in the front row shouts ‘Dubstep Drop’. Rodell looks down and points at Julius, inciting an almighty pop from the crowd. Rodell lines up his target and throws himself into the air and connects with the spectacular Dubstep Drop from the ladder.

Harvey: I CAN’T BELIEVE HE JUST DID THAT!

Chase: IT’S ABSOLUTE CARNAGE OUT THERE!

The crowd are going ballistic as both Rodell and Julius lay motionless on the floor. There is a lull of a couple of minutes here as both men recover and the production team show plenty of replays to keep the audience entertained. Eventually Rodell, using the crowd barrier, gets to his feet looking physically exhausted. Julius starts to move too, Rodell grabs Julius with one hand on the head and one hand on the trunks and throws him back towards the ring. Rodell spots the table and an idea pops in his head about finishing off Julius. Rodell drags Julius across to the table and tries to lay him on it, but Julius reverses, picks Rodell up in an atomic drop set up and plants Rodell legs first onto the ring steps, inflaming Rodell’s injured foot.

Harvey: This is an incredible match Johnny; these two men seem intent of causing serious damage to each other.

Chase: This is what being an APW megastar is all about: you put everything on the line to win. You do whatever it takes to get that win.

Harvey: Well there is no doubt that whoever wins this match is taking a huge step forward in their APW career.

Julius rolls into the ring, looking for some respite and some thinking time as Rodell remains floored outside the ring. Eventually Rodell starts moving and he climbs onto the ring apron. Julius moves across to confront Rodell, but Rodell knocks Julius backwards with an open palm strike to the face. Rodell leaps onto the top rope and connects with a springboard leg lariat that takes Julius down. Rodell causes some damage to his injured leg and cannot capitalise on his advantage. Michelle comes across and starts speaking words of encouragement from the ring apron; Rodell slowly crawls to the corner and pulls himself up and struggles to climb to the top rope looking for more high risk offence, but Julius has had time to recover and pulls down the top rope causing Rodell to slip. Julius climbs onto the middle rope and gets Rodell into position for the Tower of London. Julius steps up onto the top turnbuckle, the very turnbuckle above the standing table...

Harvey: Holy cow...he’s not going to...

Chase: Yes he is...

Harvey: OH MY....OH NO....TOWER OF LONDON....FROM THE TOP TURNBUCKLE TO THE ARENA FLOOR...

Chase: ...AND THROUGH THE FREAKING TABLE!

The crowd explode and a ‘holy shit!’ chant gains voice. Amongst the wood outside the ring there are bits of two broken wrestlers, motionless having probably just taken 10 years off their careers. Michelle Bishop, who kept her distance, moves in to check on Rodell; the ref does the same for Julius Farquhar.

Harvey: Unbelievable! I don’t think either of these men is going to be able to finish this match.

Chase: Well somebody has to...there is a flag that needs to be raised.

A few minutes pass as both men recover from that epic spot. Julius is the first up, but he staggers in a seemingly uncoordinated fashion like a man who has had one too many jars. Zachary Rodell gets to his feet soon after, shrugs off Michelle and starts moving in an equally hilarious fashion towards the pole. It has now become a race to reach the pole, with both men taking a couple of wobbling steps before falling down again or having to rest against the crowd barrier. Julius gets the pole first, tugs at the cord holding the flag and miraculously it is working again. He starts to lower work the pulley system and lower the American flag. Rodell arrives and punches Julius in the gut, grapples him and drops him with a swinging neckbreaker. Both men are down again, utterly spent of energy.

Harvey: Somebody needs to get this flag raised.

Chase: Someone get some tea out here...that will help Julius.

Scenario 1: Julius wins...

Rodell starts to move again. He crawls across to the pole, grabs the ‘stars and stripes’ and uses the pole to get to his feet. Rodell starts pulling the cord and the American flag starts moving upwards...

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The crowd start cheering, but all of sudden Manservant comes running down the ramp carrying a silver tray holding tea cups and a tea pot. Manservant wastes no time in smashing Rodell over the head with the whole thing, scattering fragments of bone china all over the floor. Manservant yanks off the US flag and attaches the cross of St. George. Julius crawls over and starts pulling the cord, raising the English flag...

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Winner: Julius Farquhar[/center]

The crowd start booing as ‘Land of Hope and Glory’ starts to play. Julius rolls on his back revealing a big beaming smile on his blood covered face. He is helped to his feet by Manservant and the ref raises his arm in victory. There are some empty plastic cups being thrown from the crowd, but Julius doesn’t care because he has won the first, and probably the only, flag match in APW history; he stands below his national flag with his theme song playing.

Harvey: Well, it’s a win for Julius Farquhar in, unsurprisingly, controversial circumstances.

Chase: It’s a great day to be English.

Harvey: You are American you moron!

Chase: Shut up!

The camera zooms in on Zachary Rodell, covered in bits of China, Michelle Bishop kneeling over him. The shot cuts back to Julius being helped backstage by Manservant, it pans across to the English flag at full mast. The scene fades out and the PPV cuts to some innocuous promo.

[President Jeff]

The scene opens up in the parking lot where Young Mannie, JR Kingston and Damien Walker make their way to their car. Damien pops the trunk and leans into it to put their bags in it. As he’s doing that, out of no where’s, Cid Phoenix and Dan Bochner of the Anti-Society X run up and then close the trunk, catching Damien across his lower back. They go to the passenger side where Kingston is at. They throw a few punches at Kingston before putting his head through the passengers window.


Mannie comes over and gets a few shots in, but Cid and Dan get the upper hand and then they toss Mannie on top of the hood of the car. Cid and Dan get on it as well. They pick Mannie up and they Powerbomb Mannie into the Windshield, smashing it.

Cid and Dan get off the car, High five each other and then run off, leaving they Red Shield Mafia laid out.



The scene cuts backstage where Shane West is standing with a new APW Megastar. The APW Fans begin to cheer as the camera shows that its Jason “Bacon” Andrews

Shane: Ladies and gentlemen please welcome at this time, Asylums newest Megastar JASON ANDREWS!!!!!!!!!!

The crowd pops big for Jason as Shane puts the mic up to Jason’s face

Bacon: Well well well look what the cat dragged in APW the high flying bacon loving don’t stop till he gets enough Jason Andrews!

The crowd pops once more

Bacon: Well you guys heard the rumors about me coming to APW from NEW and it was all true I signed a puuuuurdy nice contract written by the most awesome President Jeff, giving me the opportunity to perform for all of you. For those who have seen me perform you know what I bring to the table you know that I am a crazy psychopath who will do anything to make the win. For those who haven’t seen me perform let’s just say that you guys are in for the wildest roller coaster rides of you’re lives because I am the one who makes jaws drops and make people shed out big bucks to come see me wrestle. I am here to give you a reason to Asylum every week instead of well that other show….APW things here about to sizzle so get ready to get greased!

With that Jason heads back to his locker room and we go back to ringside.

The scene switches to the ring, where the cage begins descending! The crowd cheers as Paige raises her microphone.

Paige: The following match-up is a steel cage match for the APW Overdrive Championship! This match can be won via pinfall, submission, or by escaping the match! The first man to win in any of these ways will be declared the Overdrive Champion!

Harvey: We've been waiting for this confrontation for months, and here it is! This conflict has been building since Shockwave, and now we're going to see what looks like the finale...in a steel cage!

Chase: I'm just hoping that the Overdrive Championship goes back into its rightful hands!

#SIMPLY F'N PUT!



#IT'S TIME TO PRAY THE PRICE!

[The crowd has come unglued in their hatred for Rebel. He gets to the ring through the door, and poses for the crowd as they boo him.]

Paige: Introducing the challenger, weighing in at 234 pounds and hailing from Chicago, Illinois... "Simply Put" Johnny Rebel!

Harvey: We know Johnny Rebel has been waiting for this rematch. In what many consider to be an upset, Kurt Noble defeated Johnny Rebel for the Overdrive Championship at One Night in Hell...and Rebel has been itching to get his hands on Noble ever since then!

Chase: Yeah, but due to some lawyer bullshit, Noble kept himself under locked doors! Seriously, what a baby!

Harvey: Johnny Rebel nearly killed Kurt Noble with his repeated attacks! What did you expect him to do?

The lights in the arena shut off, as the opening rhythm to "I Will Not Bow" blasts through the speakers. After a few moments, out steps Kurt Noble, eliciting a huge cheer from the crowd! Noble raises his cane into the air, and begins to limp down to the ring. Upon reaching it, Noble leaves his cane on the outside, and slowly walks up the stairs to the ring. He enters the ring, and climbs up on the turnbuckle, posing with his fist in the air as the cameras go off. Noble moves off it, as the lights return to normal and the music dies down.

Paige: And his opponent, weighing in at 235 pounds and hailing from Orlando, Florida... he is the APW Overdrive Champion... Kurt Noble!

Harvey: Here's a man that's made a huge impact on APW in his short time here. Tonight, he gets to prove if his ONIH victory over Rebel was a fluke...or if he really is meant to be the Overdrive Champion!

Chase: Spoilers: He won't!

Harvey: Lets just shut the badmouthing and watch the match!

The cage door is shut as Rebel and Noble face-off, waiting for the bell to ring.

APW Overdrive Championship Steel Cage Match
Kurt Noble (c) vs. Johnny Rebel

Literally the second the bell rings, Johnny Rebel rushes in and spears Kurt Noble to the ground, and so begins the flurry of punches! The two roll about, throwing shots like wild animals trying to maim one another! Johnny Rebel pulls up Noble, and slams him with a shot to the stomach, before grabbing Noble and sending him flying with a belly to belly suplex! Rebel stands up, and wiggles his fingers as he yells “Oh, I can touch you now!”

Harvey: Johnny Rebel is loving the fact that the hands-off clause is now up, and he can pound on Noble as much as he wants!

Chase: I’d be loving it too if that little handicapped jerk taunted me about it for over a month! Pull his leg Rebel, and not in the funny way!

Rebel lifts up Noble…and already puts him in position for the Putdown (Pedigree)! However, Noble quickly spins out of it, and tries to launch Rebel with the Mark of Nobility (Inverted Olympic Slam), but Rebel redirects himself in mid-air! He bounces off the ropes and charges Noble, but Noble catches him and tries to lock in crossface! Rebel tries to maintain his balance against Noble’s grip, before grabbing the back of Noble’s hair and launching him face first into the steel wall! Rebel lifts up Noble again, this time for a suplex…but he holds him in mid-air! Rebel leans towards the wall…and falls back, as Noble body SLAMS against the steel! He fidgets in pain upon hitting the canvas, and Rebel just soaks it in as he chokes Noble with his boot! Noble rolls about in pain, but as he does, Rebel kicks his head into the steel!

Rebel lifts up Noble, and pushes him into the corner, before throwing punches on him over and over. It takes Noble everything he has to even just hold onto the ropes…that is, until Rebel slaps him across the face! Before Rebel can mouth off, Noble grabs Rebel and slams him into the corner before going on a chop barrage! Rebel screams out in pain, but the chops only get harder as Rebel’s chest turns a sickening red color! Noble then Irish Whips Rebel, but Rebel reverses it and Noble slams into the corner! Rebel charges, but Noble moves, and Rebel’s head bounces off the steel!! Noble charges, going for a headlock bulldog, but Rebel lifts up Noble as he makes contact and drives Noble leg-first into the wall!

Harvey: Christ, we know exactly what Rebel is going to target now. If Kurt Noble’s leg is targeted, there’s absolutely no way he’ll be able to climb out of the cage!

Chase: Good! Let him rot in there for a little while!

Rebel lifts up Noble in position for a sidewalk slam, but instead rams both of Noble’s legs into cage! The onslaught continues as Rebel kicks Noble’s knee into the cage, but Noble still tries to pull himself up. Rebel helps Noble up…before using all his might to throw Noble into the cage wall again! Rebel drags a nearly unmoving Kurt Noble to the center of the ring and pins him…

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Kickout by Kurt Noble!

Rebel lifts up Noble...who unexpectedly responds with a chop! He goes on a desperate offensive streak, firing on Rebel with chops and punches to the face! Noble grabs Rebel, and drops him with a quick snap suplex. Noble holds on, and drops Rebel with another suplex! He goes for a third, but receives a knee to the gut for his efforts. Rebel then drops Noble with a gutwrench powerbomb! Instead of wasting his time by trying to climb up, he lifts up Noble…and drops him with another gutwrench! He lifts up Noble one final time…but this gutwrench slams Noble into the cage wall!!!

Harvey: Jesus Christ… Rebel is so malicious with that cage wall. Kurt Noble isn’t going to fare much longer unless this match starts turning in his favor!

Chase: The damage has been done already, and the Overdrive Championship will be changing hands shortly!

Rebel looks down at Noble, and then moves towards the cage wall! He begins to climb, and makes it a decent ways up before Noble gets to his feet! He tries to yank Rebel down, but Rebel kicks Noble away! Noble then pulls himself up on ropes, and shakily stands on them before ramming Rebel’s head repeatedly into the top of the cage! Rebel nearly falls, but still holds on as he tries to stomp on Noble’s foot! Noble then grabs Rebel…and locks in a sleeperhold to prevent him from moving! Rebel swings about, but isn’t able to move up any further! Noble then positions himself right behind Rebel, and waits for his hands to slip off the top of the cage…before jumping up and bringing both men down with a lungblower!!!!

Harvey: HOLY SHIT! Kurt Noble just brought both men back down to Earth with a lungblower! He just KILLED Rebel’s back!

Chase: Yeah, that’s not going to hurt Kurt’s leg at all…Nope!

Oh, it does. As Rebel twitches in pain, Noble holds his knee, and grits his teeth as the referee checks on them both. It seems like an eternity before Noble actually starts moving. He crawls to the corner, and uses the ropes to pull himself up. Noble begins to climb, and makes it nearly to the top before Rebel gets up, and slams into the back of Noble’s leg to stop his ascent! Rebel then grabs both of Noble’s legs, and yanks them out from under him, causing Noble to fall face first onto the canvas! Rebel himself stumbles, still grabbing his back in pain. This gives Noble enough time to get up, and go on the offensive. He begins to throw slow, methodical punches at Rebel, almost falling himself with every punch! Noble then Irish Whips Rebel, but pulls him back. Rebel tries to clothesline Noble, but he ducks, grabs Rebel from behind, and German suplexes him into the cage! Noble lifts up Rebel again, puts his shoulder against Rebel’s stomach, and rams him into the cage!

Now it’s Noble turn to target a body part, as he begins to stomp down on Rebel’s back. Noble then reaches up, and begins a climb as the crowd cheers! Noble makes it a decent ways up…before Rebel gets up, and in desperation, low blows Noble! Noble falls down as he curls up in pain. As Noble gets up, Rebel grabs him, and drops him with the Putdown! Rebel makes a pinfall…

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Harvey: I don’t know how the Hell Kurt Noble survived that one after all the punishment he’s gone through so far, but good Lord he isn’t done yet!

Chase: Hey, you’re severely doubting Johnny Rebel’s ability to beat down Kurt Noble! I would be offended if I was him!

Johnny Rebel pulls himself up, and looks around for a way to go. He begins to climb the cage as Noble stirs. Rebel puts his hand at the top of the cage…when suddenly, Noble grabs Rebel’s ankle, and locks in the Quixotic Lock (Ankle Lock)!!! Rebel, who is still standing on the ropes, tries to pull himself up, but Noble’ grip around his ankle is too strong! Rebel somehow manages to pull his upper body on the top of the cage…only for Noble to fully yank him down to the canvas! Noble then makes himself into a grapevine around Johnny Rebel’s ankle, and Rebel has nowhere to go!!!

Harvey: The Quixotic Lock!!! Johnny Rebel has nowhere to go!

Chase: Outside, that’s where he needs to be headed!

Rebel screams in pain as he looks around for somewhere to go…and he spots the door! He begins to crawl towards with all his might, but Noble is not letting go! Rebel then turns, and begins to kick Noble in the face with his free leg! Noble finally lets go, and Rebel continues his crawl…but Noble grabs Rebel, and locks in the Dance with the Devil (Sharpshooter)!!! Rebel yells out in agony again, but is so close to the door! He reaches out, and grabs the ropes, and uses them to lift himself up so the Sharpshooter breaks! Noble lets go, and takes a moment to recover as Rebel stands up. Noble then rushes in, and slams Rebel into the door! It doesn’t break, and Rebel collapses to the canvas! He then lifts up Rebel Irish Whips him, and drops Rebel with a hard spinebuster off the rebound! Noble makes a pin…

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Noble lifts up Rebel again, and goes for another Irish Whip, but this time Rebel reverses it, and slams Noble into the cage! Noble is down, and looks out, causing Rebel to desperately cling to the cage and begin to make his way to the top! Noble stirs, and Rebel makes it to the top!!! He is about to try and climb over…but Noble jumps up, and latches onto Noble’s arm! He bgins a flurry of chops that throw Rebel off guard, and Noble does not allow him to drop! He pulls him towards the inner ring…before grabbing Rebel, and bringing him back to Earth with the Mark of Nobility!!! The crowd starts a “HOLY SHIT!” chant as Noble throws his arm over Rebel…

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Chase: REBEL!

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KICKOUT by Johnny Rebel!!!

Noble doesn’t even move as Rebel kicks out. After a few moments of defeated silence, he begins to crawl towards the ropes, and pulls himself up, wondering how exactly to end this match. He lifts up Rebel, and then Irish Whips him towards the door…but Rebel reverses it, grabs Noble, and slams him headfirst into the door! It doesn’t break, so Rebel picks up Noble again and uses him as a battering ram…until the door breaks at the bottom! A hole appears, and Rebel throws Noble to the side and ducks down, trying to expand the hole! He reaches under it, and begins to get his head under it…but Noble reaches over and grabs Rebel’s boot, and tries to yank him back! Rebel holds onto the door, and finally, Noble jumps forward and drops an elbow on Rebel’s back, causing him to drop his grip!

Noble lifts up Rebel…but Rebel knees Noble right in the stomach! He then lifts up Noble, who is now bleeding from his head being a battering ram, and lifts him up onto his shoulders. Rebel moves towards the cage…but Noble slips off his shoulders and causes Rebel to go headfirst into the cage! Rebel falls, and Noble takes the opportunity to begin an ascent! He makes it to the top of the cage without Rebel even moving, and is about to climb…but stops, and looks down at Rebel. A sick grin comes over Noble’s face, and he faces the outside of the cage…before moonsaulting off!!!

And crashing and burning as Rebel moves!!!

Harvey: OH MY GOD! Kurt Noble is DEAD after Johnny Rebel avoided that moonsault!

Chase: You know, I don’t like Kurt Noble…but I’ll be sure to go to his funeral after that move!

Noble is literally not moving after missing the moonsault, and not even a “THIS IS AWESOME” chant can move him! Rebel crawls towards the ropes himself, and begins to climb to a huge set of boos! Rebel makes it to the top without Noble even moving, and is about to exit himself…but turns to face Noble. He shakes his head, and stands up on the very top of the cage!

Harvey: Don’t do it Rebel! For God’s sake, Kurt Noble already killed himself with that moonsault!

Chase: Finish him off once and for all!

Rebel takes in the hatred of the crowd, and for one moment, there’s silence…before Rebel leaps off with the Chicago Crux (Leg Drop)… THAT CONNECTS! Johnny Rebel simply lies on Kurt Noble!

Chase: HE DID IT!

Harvey: NO WAY!

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KICKOUT BY KURT NOBLE!

Harvey: IT’S NOT OVER! KURT NOBLE IS NOT GOING DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT!

Chase: Just…wow. And to think, these two men just went through the CWC Supremacy match as well!

Rebel holds his leg in tremendous pain, and Noble is still not moving as his blood covers his face and chest! The referee checks on him, but Rebel pushes him away and yells “LET ME FINISH THIS!” Suddenly, Noble does start to stir! It takes him everything he has to pull himself up, and he and Rebel begin to throw groggy punches at one another! Rebel throws a hard one…but Noble ducks it and begins a round of German suplexes on Rebel! He hits FIVE German suplexes, before Rebel elbows him in the face! Rebel then rushes in for a clothesline, but Noble ducks and connects with another German suplex! On the seventh suplex, Noble finally lets go and Rebel crumbles like a building being hit with a wrecking ball! Nobles pulls himself up, and begins to walk towards the door. He pushes against it, trying to open the gap at the bottom. Suddenly, Rebel gets up, and lunges at Noble…but Noble sidesteps, and Rebel crashes headfirst against the door, nearly knocking it off its hinges! Rebel stumbles back right into a German suplex!

Both men are down, seemingly drained from the Hell they’ve put another through. Noble gets up, and begins to climb…but Rebel does quickly afterwards as well! Rebel then grabs Noble’s leg, and locks in the Quixotic Lock on Noble!!! He pulls Noble down himself, and applies pressure as blood just gushes down Noble’s face! Noble lifts his arm up, and manages to push himself up, before rolling forward in a small cradle…

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Kickout by Johnny Rebel!!!

Harvey: I don’t know what more these two men can do to one another. Johnny Rebel has survived an ungodly amount of German suplexes, one from the top of the cage, both of Noble’s submission finishers, and a been hit with the Mark of Nobility the top of the cage! Noble, on the other hand, has had his head used as battering ram on the steel cage door, taken the Putdown, missed a moonsault, and been hit with the Chicago Crux from the top! Someone needs to get the EMTs down here, pronto!

Chase: Well…it still sounds pretty violent when you put it like that!

Noble and Rebel both begin to stir, and both men get up…and start climbing to the top of the cage! They occasionally elbow one another, but both men eventually make it to the top of the cage! They sit at the top, and throw shots to one another, trying to throw the other back into the ring. Suddenly, they grab one another, and using their momentum…BOTH MEN GO FLYING OFF THE CAGE AND THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE BELOW!

Harvey: IT’S OVER! THEY’RE BOTH OUT!

Chase: Yeah, but who won the match?!?

Officials check the rubble, and find both bodies of Johnny Rebel and Kurt Noble. They take only a few moments, before raising the hand of only one man whose feet touched the floor first….

Winner: Johnny Rebel

Tony: Your winner and NEW APW Overdrive Champion, JOHNNY REBEL

Chase: YES! Two Time, Two Time Overdrive Champion!!

Harvey: What a match this was and these two almost killed each other there at the end. I wonder if this is the last we'll see these two in the ring against each other.

Rebel finds the strength to get to his feet and grabs the Overdrive title from the ref's hand and raises it high for everyone to see. Officials are checking on Kurt as Rebel leans himself against the ring.

Harvey: I bet these two are happy that there's no Overdrive this Thursday.

Rebel continues to celebrate his victory as we go to a hype video for the World Heavyweight Title Match

[President Jeff]

Nailz: Okay, Stevie boy, this is where the show gets really serious.

Beckett: What’cha talking ‘bout, Nailz?

Nailz: We’ve devoured all the finger food, now it’s time to bring out the whole hog roast.

Beckett: Where? Where’s the hog?

Nailz: It’s a metaphor Steve.

Beckett: A meta-what?

Nailz: Nevermind. It’s time, ladies and gents, for the first of our two main events here tonight: the APW World Heavyweight Championship on the line now.

Beckett: I’m salivating at the prospect of this match – three men slugging it out for the biggest prize on Asylum.

Ferrari: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for the Asylum main event. This contest is a single fall triple threat match for the APW World Heavyweight Championship.

There is a rousing pop from the sell-out crowd.

The bassline to "Face to the Floor" hits and a wall of glass lights up with two tiny headlights. The arena goes dark as the guitar cuts in and the glass smashes to pieces as Irish Pete, in a shriner's car peels out onto the stage area, revealing Manhattan White standing where the glass used to be. The crowd cheers as strobes ignite the arena, flooding the APW fans with light. A smile slides across Manhattan's face as he starts his slow walk down the aisle.

Ferrari: Introducing the first challenger: from Camden, NJ; he weighs 192lbs...MANHATTAN WHITE!

Irish Pete drives past him down the aisle and drives laps around the ring as Manhattan reaches the ring and climbs up the side and slips through the ropes. Irish Pete climbs up the steps into the ring as Manhattan stands on the middle turnbuckle, looking out into the crowd. Irish Pete begins playing airguitar on his trusty nine iron in the center of the ring as Manhattan White climbs on the other corners' turnbuckles so he's looked out over all of the arena.

Nailz: Manhattan White is definitely the wild card in this match. What do you think?

Beckett: I like this move by Reginald – it adds an extra ingredient, an extra pinch of spice to this match.

Nailz: Well, I’ve a few whispers in the back: some say this guy shouldn’t be in this match, they say he doesn’t deserve a spot in the main event...

Beckett: And what do the others say...

Nailz: They say he’s the dark horse and could walk out of this match World Champion.

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 a look of determination on his face.

Ferrari: Introducing the second challenger: from Bismarck, North Dakota; he weighs in at 270lbs, he is ‘The Loose Cannon’...RICO CASTEEL!

He pauses at the entrance and scans the crowd before smirking, cracking his neck, and making his way down to the ring.

Nailz: Here he comes, a former World Heavyweight Champion, and the man who believes he will walk out Champion tonight.

Beckett: This guy scares me...but, hold on, what’s cooking here?...

Before Casteel can get himself to the ring Jason Kash charges from the back and clobbers him over the head with the Heavyweight Championship belt. Casteel falls to the floor and Kash unleashes a surge of aggression, delivering a flurry of rights and lefts to the head and shoulders of Casteel.

Nailz: Jason Kash warned that he would ‘drop the first bomb’ in this match.

Beckett: Man, what an impact by the Champ.

The match hasn’t started yet and Kash uses this to continue his assault on Casteel. Manhattan White is lounging against a turnbuckle, quite happy to see Kash reduce this contest to a one-on-one. Kash lifts Casteel up and leans him against the crowd barrier, he takes a step back and then hits Casteel with Money Shot so powerful that the ex-Champ is sent on a trip to the land of the lebrachauns and candy floss. Kash smiles at the ‘bomb’ he dropped, looks in the direction of the ring and gestures for the ref to ring the bell; the ref obliges, Kash slides into the ring and the match officially begins.

APW World Heavyweight Championship
Jason Kash (c) vs. Rico Casteel vs. Manhattan White

There is no mucking out or mind games here: both men charge straight at each other and meet in the centre of the ring. Kash unloads another flurry of closed fists that have Manhattan White rocking. Kash grabs White by the arm and whips him against the ropes and floors with a running knee to the head. Kash, pumped, starts stalking White, looking for the U.T.I. to end this match early. The crowd are going absolutely f’n ballistic, man!

Nailz: Listen to this audience...I’ve not heard anything like it.

Beckett: Look at Jason Kash...I’ve never seen him so pumped and aggressive.

White gets to his feet and turns into Kash who tries for the U.T.I. but White blocks and pushes Kash against the ropes. White swings an arm looking to decapitate Kash, but the cham ducks, uses the opposite ropes and coming back drops White with a running shoulder block. White quickly gets to his feet, but Kash is all over like a rash and ba-boom!

Nailz: U.T.I.!

Beckett: Holy crap....Kash is gonna win in record time!

Kash jumps to his feet and lets out a lung-bursting roar, visibly pumped on his own testosterone and aggression. But he is sloppy though, and a champ should know better and mind his surroundings – Rico Casteel has returned from dream world and he looks pissed. Kash gets the full brunt of courtesy of a sickening running spear. Kash rolls around in agony clutching his abdomen like a man who has been folded like a cheap accordion by a 270lb cannon ball. Casteel wants more though: nobody sneaks up on him and gets off lightly, not even the World Heavyweight Champ – especially not the World Heavyweight Champ. Casteel grabs Kash and puts him in the set up for the Bedlam Buster. Casteel is just about Kash into the air when White revives himself, sneaks behind Casteel and takes him to the mat with a neckbreaker. White takes the opportunity to make the first cover of the match...

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Nailz: We’ve finally got all three guys in this match.

Beckett: Yeah, but Jason Kash needs to be alert to situations like that one, where one of the other guys is pinning one of the other guys.

Nailz: That’s right, Jason Kash does not have to be pinned to lose his title tonight.

Manhattan White lifts Casteel up to a kneeling position and gives him a few hard shots to the head. They don’t seem to have much impact on the big guy and White realises he’s not going to win this match with brute strength, but with wrestling ability. White locks in a front headlock which becomes a front naked choke. Casteel tries to power his way out of it by charging White into the corner, but White is a tough cookie and he doesn’t let go, keeping that choke hold locked in. Eventually Casteel starts to fade and drops to his knees. White leads Casteel into the centre of the ring and drop him down to mat level – both men face down, legs pointing away from each and White maintaining the debilitating choke hold.

Nailz: Really impressive work by Manhattan White, he’s showing intelligence and technique to eliminate ‘The Loose Cannon’.

Beckett: Well the one thing you don’t want in a match like this is a ‘loose cannon’ charging around and blowing shit up.

Nailz: Well said.

White has succeeded and completely pacifying Casteel. The ref raises an arm and it falls straight to the mat, but White isn’t interested in those theatrics: he rolls the back man onto his back and looks to make a another cover, but Kash runs and kicks White in the face – no finesse about, just a hard kick to the face. Kash covers Casteel...

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Both men get to their feet and we have a bit of a stand-off, with more than a few words exchanged. After about ten seconds they come together in a collar-elbow tie-up. After a brief test of strength Kash locks White in a side headlock, and White tries to struggle free, but Kash uses his extra strength to keep White in the hold. This struggle lasts a few seconds before White starts thumping Kash’s back and eventually hits a nerve that causes a spasm and the releases hold. White grabs Kash side on and takes him down with a side Russian leg sweep. White works quickly and tries to lock in a figure four leg lock, but Kash kicks him away. White shows his quickness and agility and looks for a jackknife pin, but Kash rolls through it and finds himself a position mounting. He’s about to start pounding away when Casteel comes in from the side with a savage big boot that puts Kash on his back. Casteel admires his work, but White, ever alert, sneaks behind him and rolls him into a school boy pin...

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White, looking a bit frustrated, tries to go on the offensive straight away. He charges at Casteel, but ‘The Loose Cannon’ reacts so quickly that he must have broken into White’s home and ‘borrowed’ his play book; the result is a thunderous powerslam that would have broken in half any ordinary man. Casteel could make the cover, but he’s got no interest in that. He has another plan in mind that is about to make itself manifest. Casteel lifts White up and plants his (White’s) head between his (Casteel’s legs). Casteel wraps his substantial arms around the abdomen and a powerful gut wrench lifts White on his shoulders. All pretty straightforward so far, but here comes the special part: Casteel runs across the ring and shortly before reaching the ropes he launches Manhattan White off his shoulders, over the top rope, from where he cruises through the air and ploughs into the crowd barrier outside the ring. The barrier is, unsurprisingly flattened, and what is left of Manhattan White is buried amongst the rubble.

Nailz: HOLY BALONEY!

Beckett: Did he just do that? Tell me he did not just do that!

Nailz: RICO CASTEEL HAS JUST POWERBOMBED MANHATTAN WHITE OVER THE TOP ROPE AND INTO THE CROWD BARRIER!

The crowd are going absolutely f’n ballistic once again. Rico Casteel looks well pleased with himself and so he should be – that was destruction in sandwich with extra mayonnaise and a touch of cayenne pepper.

Nailz: THIS ANIMAL! THIS MONSTER! THIS...

Beckett: ...FRICKING GENUIS! I LOVE IT!

Casteel turns his attention away from the carnage he caused and finds Jason Kash staring him down. So this is what Casteel wanted – eliminate White and have Kash all to himself. They start to circle each, moving closer and closer with every rotation; Kash tentatively moves in for a collar-elbow tie-up, Casteel offers the bait, Kash takes it, and crunch! Casteel raises a powerful knee into the midsection and starts clobbering away at the back of Kash’s head like a woodcutter faced with some serious girth. Kash drops to his knees and Casteel slams an elbow into Kash’s neck. Kash rears up in agony and Casteel grabs him around the throat, lifts him to his feet, after bit of readjustment takes Kash down with an STO. Casteel covers...

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Casteel again lifts up Kash, gives him some ‘sound advice’ and drops the champ again with a big headbutt. There is a bit more ‘sound advice’ before Casteel lifts Kash across his chest, walks to the centre of the ring and chucks him out of the arena, but fortunately the ropes get in the way and Kash merely bounces off them and crashes into the mat. Casteel takes his time about things, but drops down over Kash and makes a cover...

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Nailz: Casteel’s the ch...No! Again Kash kicks out!

Beckett: Man, Kash needs to give it up now, it’s not worth it bro.

Nailz: He’s showing a Champions spirit out there...to keep kicking out after these powerful slams from Casteel.

Casteel seems relentless and lifts Kash up again. This time he tries to set him up for the Bedlam Buster, but Kash struggles and manages to prevent the fisherman ‘snap’ by dropping onto his knees. Casteel lifts Kash’s head and shares an opinion or two with him (probably not about the weather), but Kash musters the strength to punch Casteel hard in the gut. ‘The Loose Cannon’ doubles over, Kash looks for the quick U.T.I. but Casteel pushes away into the ropes; Kash bounces right back into the path and Casteel and is drilled with a high impact spinebuster. Casteel covers again...

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Nailz: Another near fall, and another kick out by Kash.

Beckett: How many has it been now?

Nailz: I’ve lost count, but Kash is clinging on to that World Heavyweight Championship by the skin of his teeth.

Casteel is visibly frustrated now, but it takes an iron will to be the World Heavyweight Champion, and nobody could dispute Kash had will in abundance. But Casteel wants to end this and he knows Kash can’t kick out of the Bedlam Buster. He tries again and this time he gets Kash into the fisherman’s setup, but before he can land what might be the fatal blow to Jason Kash’s reign as World Champion Manhattan White comes from behind and takes Casteel’s legs from underneath him with a running lariat to the back of the knee. Kash rolls away to safety.

Nailz: A miraculous recovery by Manhattan White.

Beckett: You might even say it’s a Christmas Chaos miracle.

Nailz: Oh please...

Casteel gets to his feet but White, favouring his back, drops him with a running clothesline. Casteel is up again and again Manhattan White puts him down, but this time with a dropkick. Casteel is up again, but guess who is waiting for him? Yeah, Manhattan White, who plants Casteel face first with a DDT and looks for the pin...

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Kash and White stand up, but Kash too is planted with a DDT. White makes another cover, but before the count of even one Casteel breaks it up by dropping an elbow onto the back of White who rolls away in agony after having his injured back aggravated. Casteel scurries after White and starts to stomp on his back, and the only thing to do is for White to roll out of the ring to safety. Casteel turns around looking for Kash, but Kash is waiting for him and nails a t-bone suplex, but doesn’t quite have the strength to bridge for the pin. Kash looks at Manhattan White outside the ring and then at Casteel stirring; Kash gets to his feet and starts to stalk Casteel for the U.T.I. He tries to connect, but not for the first time it reversed and Casteel pushes him away. Kash comes back at Casteel but is floored with a clothesline; ‘The Loose Cannon’ drags Kash across and tries to throw him over top rope, but Kash lands on the apron outside the ring and Casteel has turned his back thinking he has despatched his opponent. Kash looks at the crowd and shouts out ‘Doobie snacks’ and tries to hit Casteel with Doobie but Manhattan White is on the case and grabs Kash by the leg, pulling him down face first onto the apron, following this up with a dropkick that sends the champ into the commentary table. Casteel has witnessed all of this and decides to climb out of the ring himself. Manhattan White tries to blindside him, but Casteel is wise to him and whips him face first into the ring post.

Nailz: Boy, Manhattan White has taken some punishment tonight.

Beckett: To be fair, so has Kash – Casteel is a one man wrecking ball.

Nailz: Loose cannon to be precise.

Well ‘The Loose Cannon’ has turned his attention to Jason Kash who is slumped against the commentary table, and the idea in Casteel’s head is no good for Kash. Casteel grabs him and drags him up onto the commentary table. Casteel gets Kash into position for the Bedlam Buster...

Nailz: Oh dear sweet potato...don’t do it Casteel!

Casteel lifts Kash into the fisherman’s setup and looks to drive the champ through the table, but Kash, in desperation, manages to jab a finger into Casteel’s eye and the hold is released, and seizing the moment Kash leaps into the air and nails Casteel with an inverted U.T.I. onto the commentary table which somehow remains standing. Kash gets up and starts returns some of the ‘sound advice’ Casteel gave him earlier, and in doing this he doesn’t notice Manhattan White sneak behind him; Kash turns and gets himself put through the commentary table with The Screaming Silence. Suffice to say the crowd pops and the commentators are left speechless – well in most part due to their connection being severed.

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Nailz: White with a big save there, and yes we have our comms link back.

White drags Casteel and Kash close to the corner, head to head and legs way from each other’s body. White climbs the top turnbuckle, lines up his targets and lets fly looking for a double leg drop from the top rope, but the bad news for him is that Kash and Casteel roll away and Manhattan is left hanging in a puddle of his own misfortune. Kash has no sympathy for him though and is quickly into the roll-up...

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Nailz: Whatever Manhattan White does, he just cannot put Kash away.

White is starting to shows signs of frustration and slams his hand on the mat. He pulls Kash to his feet and throws him against the ropes, but Kash holds on and catches a breather. White charges Kash, but the champ flies off the ropes and smashes White with the Money Shot, which sends White staggering backwards straight to Casteel who lifts White into a gorilla press, pumps him a few times and plants him with a powerslam. Casteel is about to make a cover but Kash charges and hits a running knee into the ribs of Casteel. ‘The Loose Cannon’ rolls away, ‘The Influence’ chases after him, mounts him and unloads a flurry of right and lefts. Not satisfied with that Kash gets to his feet, lifts up Casteel, raising a knee into his gut. Kash locks in a reverse headlock and lines up with the nearest corner; Kash tries to for a running bulldog, but Casteel reverses and throws Kash into the corner and he crashes into the turnbuckle in a seated position on the middle rope. Casteel turns toward Manhattan White, but the latter is waiting and looks for the Screaming Silence but Casteel reverses with an elbow to the back of White’s head. Casteel whips Manhattan into the ropes and swings an arm but White ducks and connects with a swinging neckbreaker. White stands over Casteel and elects against the cover, instead locking in a figure four leg lock. Casteel immediately screams out in pain.

Nailz: Figure 4 – the deadliest submission in the world!

The ref is down and asking Casteel if he wants to tap, but Casteel shakes his head vigorously and tries to drag himself to the ropes. However White tries to fight against this, but Casteel has enough strength and a long enough reach to get to the ropes, thus forcing White to release the hold. However White is finished and drags Casteel back to the centre of the ring and locks in the figure four again. Casteel tries to fight his way free, but White sits up to increase the pressure, causing Casteel to scream out in pain. In desperation Casteel starts swinging his right fist, and after four or five attempts he connects and this gives him an opportunity to roll onto his front and therefore transfer the pressure to White, which he duly does.

Beckett: Amazing reversal by Casteel!

Nailz: And remember White suffered a back injury earlier in this match.

Manhattan is now crying out due to the intense pain running through his legs and into his back. Casteel is loving it and Manhattan looks like he is going to tap when Jason Kash comes off the top turnbuckle and lands an epic elbow drop on the legs off both men, adding some extra pain and breaking the hold. Manhattan White and Casteel both roll away holding their legs, Kash stalks the both of them, waiting to pounce...

Nailz: Jason Kash has got his eye on the prize here.

Casteel and White start getting to their feet, Kash’s eyes move from one to the other, anticipating the right moment. Casteel is the first to his feet, Kash sneaks in behind and connects with the U.T.I. Manhattan White gets up and tries to grab Kash for the Screaming Silence, but Kash elbows him in the head and then connects with a U.T.I. Kash covers White...

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Winner: Jason Kash

Ferrari: Your winner and still APW World Heavyweight Champion...JASON KASH!

Kash is up and already on the turnbuckle celebrating. He gets down and the ref hands him the belt, which he looks down at, smiles and then lifts it in the air.

Nailz: What a great victory for Jason Kash tonight, he’s just proven that he really is the best Asylum has to offer.

Beckett: I think it’s gonna be a great night for Adora Bailey night.

Nailz: I think it’s going to be a great Christmas for Adora Bailey.

As the champion stands dazed in the ring, he clutches the championship to his chest. Still worn out from his victory, he doesn’t even notice that “Cult of Personality” has hit on the PA. The fans begin to boo, as Nathaniel Havok makes his way out to ringside. Still sweating from his 2 matches of the evening, he smiles at the champion.

Havok: I’ve got some good news, and I’ve got some bad news. The bad news is, you’re not done tonight. Good news is, APW is about to have a new World Heavyweight Champion!

Nailz: What? What in the hell is he talking about?

The fans become silent, while still standing on their feet. Although now, they’re all confused.

Havok: I talked to Chaz Dillinger, and he has agreed to hand his World Heavyweight Championship opportunity over to me! So what do you say, Champ? Let’s get this thing started!

Nathaniel immediately drops the mic, and makes a “B-Line” towards the ring. He slides into the ring, and rushes right over to the champion, jumping on him right away with rights and lefts.

Nailz: I don’t believe this! Nathaniel Havok’s pulled another one over on APW! Is this even allowed???

Beckett: Yes! Go Nathaniel! Go!

WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE MATCH

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Jason Kash © Vs Nathaniel Havok

Havok punches Kash to the corner who tried to cover up and block the punches. Havok begins kicks Kash then pulls him out of the corner and takes him down with a clothesline. Havok stomps on Kash who is trying to get away, but Havok picks him up and throws him to the corner. Havok runs and Kash gets his elbow up in Havok’s face. Kash comes out of the corner and takes Havok down with a running STO! Kash yells at Havok to get up. He does and Kash goes for the Money Shot, Havok ducks it and goes for an RKO. Kash pushes Havok off. Havok turns, goes for a clothesline, but Kash ducks it and goes for a jumping neck breaker, but Havok grabs the top rope and Kash crashes down to the mat

Nailz: He just blocked the Under the Influence!

Beckett: Kash has nothing left!!

Havok gets up and waits for Kash to get up. Kash does and stumbles into Havok who lifts Kash up across his shoulders and hit’s the GTS!! Kash falls like a ton of Bricks and Havok covers
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Winner and NEW APW World Heavyweight Champion: Nathaniel Havok[/center]

Havok’s music plays and he lifts his arms in the air in victory and looks around the ring for the belt. The ref hands it to him and Havok goes to the corner and climbs the turn buckle and the crowd is booing him and throwing stuff at him.

Nailz: Nathaniel Havok, Three matches tonight, Three wins, and is now both the Xtreme and World Heavyweight Champions.

Beckett: This has been Havok’s night, that’s for sure.

Nailz: I can’t believe Chaz Dillinger gave Havok his world title shot. That can’t be allowed!

Havok stands in the middle of the ring as he puts the championship around his waist. He lifts his arms up and fans are still throwing their garbage at the new champion!

Nailz: The fans are showing Havok here tonight just what they think of him!

Beckett: These fans should show Havok some respect.

Havok continues to celebrate as we go to a hype video for the main event of the night. CJ Gates Vs Biggs 3: Iron Man Match!

[President Jeff]

Ferrari: The following contest is your APW Christmas Chaos Main Event! It is a 60-Minute Iron Man Match for the APW Undisputed Championship! Decisions can be earned by pinfall, submission, count out, or disqualification! The competitor who has the most decisions after the 60-minute time limit will be the winner!

Harvey: Well, wrestling fans, it's Main Event time for Christmas Chaos! C.J. Gates versus Biggs in an Iron Man Match for the APW Undisputed Championship!

Chase: What a way to end this year out with a bang!

The arena goes dark, and “Weird” Al Yankovic's “Christmas at Ground Zero” starts to play.



As soon as the Bomb in the song explodes, the arena flashes a bright orange before switching to red lights with green laser lights. Biggs makes his entrance to a chorus of boos, dressed in red ring gear with green and white accents. His jacket is white with red accents and green feathers on the shoulders. He dances down to the ring in his usual manner, ignoring the fans as he goes along.

Ferrari: Making his way to the ring first, the challenger, from Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 217 pounds, Biggs!

Chase: Here comes the next APW Undisputed Champion right here! Like he's been saying all month, Biggs is so much better equipped to wrestle a match of this nature, and I think he's going to pull it out here tonight!

Harvey: I'll give you that Biggs is more adept at submission style wrestling, and grounding his opponents, but I can't help but feel that you're selling the champ short here tonight!

As Biggs reaches the ring, he grabs a hold of the top rope and slingshots himself in over the top. He then goes to the center of the ring, pointing both of his arms high in the air, making the “#1” sign with both his hands, prompting green fireworks to shoot out from the turnbuckles. He then removes his jacket and shades, and awaits his opponent.

A green hue fills the entrance area as "Shooting Star" by Black Stone Cherry begins to play and the fans burst into cheers.

"Well I've seen your evil ways
And your corrupting mind
Lay the hourglass over
So we don't waste our time
Now throw your burdens out
And throw your heart to me
I don't know what'll come
We'll have to wait and see!"

As the chorus hits, APW Undisputed champion C.J. Gates bursts out from the back to even more cheers from the fans. He jogs to the top of the ramp and raises his arms in the air, the Undisputed title around his waist.

Tony: And his opponent, hailing from Fargo, North Dakota and weighing in at 215 lbs...He is your current APW Undisputed champion...C....J....GATES!

He points out at the fans in the crowd before making his way down the ramp, tagging hands with a few of the fans, before reaching the bottom of the ramp and sliding in under the bottom rope. He pops up to his feet and gives Biggs a look before climbing up the nearest turnbuckle and unhooking the Undisputed title, raising it high into the air to more cheers from the fans.

Harvey: Gates has continued his impressive role in recent weeks, although the last edition of Overdrive ended with a draw.

Chase: A draw, exactly. Gates is starting to realize that he isn't going to be able to put Biggs away a third time! Third time is NOT a charm!

Harvey: For Biggs or Gates?

Gates puts it on his shoulder and claps his hands, pointing out to the fans before climbing down off the turnbuckle. He stands across from Biggs as the Spaceman shakes his head at the champion. Gates smiles and holds the title up again, as the two exchange a few words. The ref takes the belt from C.J. and raises it high in the air before calling for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

60-Minute Iron Man Match for the APW Undisputed Championship
C.J. Gates © vs. Biggs

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With the bell rung, the two men tie up in the middle of the ring! A scoreboard and timer pop up in the upper-left corner of the screen. Neither man is getting a significant advantage in the tie up, as they're both trying to shove the other back into the ropes, but to no avail. Finally, after about a minute of struggling for control, Biggs gives C.J. a quick kick to the midsection and whips him into the ropes, going for a Japanese Armdrag! C.J. lands on his feet, and then whips Biggs into the ropes himself, taking him down with a Standing Dropkick on the rebound! Biggs gets back up to get another Dropkick from C.J., and after a third Dropkick to the face on his next time up, Biggs rolls back towards the ropes. As Biggs makes his way up to his feet, C.J. comes rushing in, going for a Clothesline, but Biggs counters with Back Body Drop over the ropes and to the arena floor!

Chase: That was an early mistake from the champ there! It's really important in these Iron-Man Matches to pace yourself!

Harvey: There's no telling how much damage that could have potentially done to C.J.'s back!

The fans are booing Biggs as he steps out ring and hops down to the floor. He pulls C.J. up by the head and gives the champ a couple of straight punches to the face before rolling him into the ring. Rather than going for his normal Slingshot Flipping Leg Drop, Biggs simply steps back into the ring and gives C.J. a few hard stomps to the face before reaching down to pull Gates back up. However, the champ pulls Biggs down and rolls him up into a small package, 1
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Harvey: Both men know that whoever gets the first fall in this match will have a huge advantage going forward. Neither man wants to make a mistake that will cost them the first decision!

Chase: We're not even five minutes into this match, and we've already had three near falls! If the rest of the match is even half as exciting as this, we have a great hour ahead of us!

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C.J. pulls on the waistband of his trunks, adjusting them, while Biggs quickly runs his hands through his hair, as both men continue to circle the ring. Finally, they tie up again and this time, C.J. gets the advantage, punching Biggs in the side of the face a few times before whipping him into the ropes! He nails the challenger with a Dropsault on the rebound, and hits with a quick Leg Drop! He goes for a quick cover, but doesn't even get a one count! C.J. begins to pull Biggs up by the head, but he gets a punch to the midsection for his troubles, which allows Biggs to send C.J. into the ropes. C.J. ducks the attempted clothesline, and responds with a Springboard Hurricanrana on the rebound that sends Biggs rolling underneath the ropes to the outside! Biggs slams his fists into the protective mat outside in frustration, and C.J. grabs a hold of the top rope! It looks like he's going to go for a Slingshot Plancha, but Biggs notices what he's doing in time, and steps back, prompting C.J. to abort the intended move and instead take a step back and motion for Biggs to return to the ring. Biggs shakes his head no, and the ref begins the mandatory 10 count. The crowd gets a loud, “You're a chicken! BUCK! BUCK! BUCKBUCKBUCK!” chant going, which enrages Biggs, and draws a laugh out of C.J. Gates.

Harvey: I've got to admit, in all my years in this business, I've never heard a chant quite like this!

Chase: Biggs isn't' a chicken! He's just regrouping!

Biggs covers his ears, while C.J. motions for him to get back into the ring. As the ref reaches 9, Biggs finally re-enters the ring, but C.J. is right there to lay the boots to him, stomping the challenger again and again! C.J. reaches down to pull him back up and sends him for the ride into the ropes, and hits with a beautiful Spinning Heel Kick on the way back! C.J. goes for another early cover, 1
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Harvey: The early match has been all C.J. Gates! Even though he knows he won't get an early decision with these pinning attempts, he does know that he'll frustrate Biggs and force him to expend energy to kick out!

Chase: The question is, can C.J. keep this pace up for a whole hour!? I don't think he can!

C.J. continues to assert his advantage, pulling “The Spaceman” up by the hair and giving him a few more punches before whipping him into the corner! C.J. runs in for a Corner Body Splash, but Biggs gets out of the way at just the last second, sending C.J. crashing chest first into the turnbuckle! Biggs then rams C.J.'s face into the corner a few times before sitting him up on the turnbuckle, looking out into the crowd. He then climbs up the turnbuckle himself, and gives C.J. a few punches to the face before nailing with a Sunset Flip Powerbomb off the top rope, pinning C.J.'s shoulders to the mat, 1
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Chase: This is exactly what Biggs wanted to do at this point of the match! He wants to slow things down, take control, and save his energy for later in the match!

Harvey: There's no doubt that Biggs is capable of slowing this match down to a crawl, and in a match where you know you'll be fighting for a full hour, that's a great skill to have.

The fans are booing loudly as Biggs wrenches back on the chin and neck of C.J. Gates, pulling back as hard as he can. Biggs rides the hold long and tight, and has it locked in for the better part of two minutes before he uses his left arm to deliver a set of brutal Forearm Smashes to the face! After the third shot, Biggs releases the Camel Clutch, but retains possession of C.J.'s head, floating into a Side Headlock, in which Biggs is resting all of his weight on C.J.'s upper back! The fans are getting restless, and begin to let Biggs know that they don't approve of his tactics, getting a loud “BORING! BORING!” chant going. Biggs heeds them no attention though, sticking with his game plan to wear down the champ with a slow, methodical offense. After keeping the headlock in for the better part of a minute, Biggs releases the hold and grabs both of C.J's arms into an Underhook and then delivers a series of Ultimate Knee Strikes to the head! He then shoots the half and goes for another cover, 1
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Ferrari: The winner of the first fall, and now leading 1-0, C.J. Gates!

Harvey: Holy smokes! I didn't know that C.J. even knew the Ankle Lock! He used Biggs mistake against him and made him pay dearly for it!

Chase: Biggs had no choice but to tap! Even though C.J. may not be a master of that hold, the Ankle Lock is a deadly maneuver that could have hobbled Biggs if he stayed in it for too long!

C.J. releases the hold and backs up for the mandatory 15-second break. Biggs curses under his breath as he rubs his ankle, trying to get feeling back into it. Once the 15 seconds are up, the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING! Biggs gets back up to his feet, but C.J. is right back in there, pushing him back into the ropes before taking him down with a Snapmare. As Biggs is seated, C.J. runs to the opposite ropes and nails with a Shining Wizard of his own on the way back! He goes for another cover, 1
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Ferrari: The winner of the second fall, tying it up 1-1, Biggs!

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The ref forces Biggs to back up for the 15-second break, but Biggs just shoves him aside, and goes in to stomp C.J. again and again! The crowd is pissed off by this, yelling obscenities at Biggs. The ref comes in to pull the challenger back, warning him that he will disqualify him if Biggs doesn't give C.J. the mandatory 15-second break.

Harvey: Biggs is showing his true colors right there, not even giving C.J. a chance to recover before going right back on the attack!

Chase: Biggs need to have that kind of ruthlessness if he hopes to win the title! But with that pinfall, this match is essentially reset!

C.J. is up by the end of the 15-second period, and Biggs rushes right back in, shoving the champ into the corner! Biggs is letting the fists fly fast and furious, and after a few shots he takes a few steps back and takes C.J. down with a Drop Toe Hold as C.J. stumbles out of the corner. Biggs is quick to apply a Single Leg Crab, sitting deep on C.J.'s back, cinching the hold in tight. C.J. wriggles himself around and manages to get a hand on the bottom rope before long, forcing Biggs to break the hold. “The Spaceman” stays on the attack, giving C.J. some hard stomps to the back before reaching down to pull him back to a vertical base. Biggs grabs a hold of C.J.'s arm and drags him back out to the center of the ring before twisting it into a Hammerlock, followed up with a Reverse DDT, hitting with the Shockwave DDT! Biggs is quick to turn C.J. onto his side and lock in an Armbar onto the same arm, and he places his knee right in between the shoulder blades to keep leverage over the champ! Biggs rides the hold as long as he can, drawing the ire of the crowd, while C.J. struggles to get out, slapping his shoulder every now and then to make sure that he still has feeling in it. After a few moments, Biggs releases the hold and gets up, giving C.J. a hard Soccer Kick to the back before getting back down to one knee and applying the Armbar again!

Chase: This is textbook ground and pound wrestling from Biggs here! Not only does this Armbar hurt C.J. more and more the longer Biggs has it locked it, but it allows him to conserve energy!

Harvey: C.J.'s going to need to find a way to get out of this hold!

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C.J. shows no signs of intending to tap out, so Biggs releases the hold and pulls his opponent back up by the head, maintaining control of C.J.'s left arm. Biggs twists it into another Hammerlock, but before he can follow up, C.J. counters with a few backwards Elbow Shots to the side of the head, forcing Biggs to release the hold! C.J. shakes his left arm a bit before giving Biggs a few knees to the midsection, followed by a Dropsault that sends Biggs down to the mat! C.J. then rushes to the ropes and jumps up, bouncing off to nail Biggs with a Springboard Knee Drop to the face! C.J. stalks Biggs as he motions for the challenger to get up, and as Biggs rises to his feet, C.J. gets behind him and runs in, taking Biggs right back down with a Leapfrog Bulldog! As Biggs is face down on the mat, C.J. pulls off a lightning quick Standing Moonsault, hitting Biggs right in the back! He then rolls Biggs over, and goes for the cover, hooking both legs, 1
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Harvey: Now that they're all tied up, considering how evenly matched these two are, this next fall could be the determining factor in the match!

Chase: Not to mention that we're less than six minutes from the half-way point! You know that both C.J. and Biggs would love nothing more than to be ahead at halftime!

Biggs goes back to the Headlock on the mat, trying to keep C.J. grounded. However, C.J. adjusts his weight, sliding Biggs over into a pinning predicament, 1
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Harvey: We are seeing a ton of pinfall attempts from both competitors here tonight.

Chase: Well it is one of the easiest ways to force your opponent to use up more energy, and in this match, keeping your energy up is king!

35:00

Biggs is starting to show some signs of frustration, and he gets back up and proceeds to stomp a mud hole in C.J., attacking him again and again! C.J. tries to roll out of the way, but Biggs is on him like a cheap suit, continuing to stomp him with malice and rage! C.J. eventually gets to the ropes, and the ref backs Biggs up. Again, Biggs shoves the ref out of the way, and runs in towards C.J., but the champ low bridges Biggs, pulling down on the top rope and sending Biggs crashing hard into the floor below! Biggs hits the ground and rolls into the barricade. He holds his back in pain as C.J. makes his way back up to his feet. The ref is to the count of four as C.J. grabs a hold of the top rope, measures up Biggs, who's making his way to his feet as well, and then launches himself over the ropes for a Vaulting Body Press that takes Biggs back down! Both men are out on the floor as the ref re-begins the 10 count!

“1!”

“2!”

C.J. is beginning to stir, while Biggs stays laid out.

“3!”

“4!”

Harvey: Neither man has shown any signs of trying to get to their feet! We could have another decision here shortly!

“5!”

C.J. begins to push himself back up, while Biggs gets a hold of the barricade, and uses it to try and pull himself up.

“6!”

“7!”

C.J. is all the way up, and immediately slides into the ring! Biggs is about halfway up by this point, but is still at the barricade!

Chase: Biggs could be counted out here!

“8!”

Biggs is up to a vertical base!

“9!”

“The Spaceman” slides into the ring at the nick of time, avoiding the count out! C.J. is right on him, though, attacking him with a flurry of fists and feet that backs Biggs up into the corner! C.J. continues his assault, giving Biggs a bunch of stiff kicks to the chest, before his sits Biggs up on the top turnbuckle! C.J. scales the ropes himself, but Biggs shoves him right off, and like a flash, stands up and goes for another UFO Frog Splash, crashing and burning as C.J. rolls out of the way!

Chase: Look at how quick Biggs made that decision to go for the UFO Frog Splash!

Harvey: He got caught, though! It was high risk, with no reward!

C.J. rolls Biggs right over, going for another cover, but only gets a one count! C.J. pulls Biggs back up, but Biggs shoves C.J. into the corner. Biggs rushes in, leading with his shoulder, but C.J. leaps up, sending Biggs crashing shoulder first into the steel post! C.J. is standing on the second rope as he reaches down and hooks Biggs into a Double-Underhook before pulling him up in position for a Belly-to-Back Inverted Mat Slam from the second rope!

Harvey: What an impactful move! C.J. should get another pinfall for sure!

He rolls Biggs over onto his back and goes for an immediate cover, 1
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30:00

Chase: We've reached the halfway point with both men holding one decision apiece! This match has been fast and furious so far, but you know that the quick pace has to be taking it out of both men!

Harvey: C.J. Gates doesn't normally make a mistake like that! The intensity of this match just keeps increasing as it goes along!

C.J. shakes his head, looking frustrated with himself as he backs up to avoid disqualification. Biggs makes his way back up to his feet, C.J. runs in, grabbing a hold of Biggs' head and running up the turnbuckle, whipping around to go for a Tornado DDT! However, Biggs counters by shoving C.J. off, sending the champ crashing chest first into the mat! Biggs falls to a seated position in the corner, trying to catch his breath as C.J. writhes in agony on the mat. After a few moments, Biggs pulls himself back to his feet, and gives him a few stinging Calf Kicks before whipping C.J. to the ropes, taking him down with a Leg Lariat on the rebound! As C.J. gets back up, Biggs runs in for a Flying Forearm to the face, followed by a Short Leg Drop right across the throat! Biggs continues to focus on the throat of the champ, turning him over onto his belly and dragging him towards the ropes, placing C.J.'s windpipe against the ropes, and pressing down on the back of C.J.'s head with his boot, trying to choke the champion out! This draws a ton of heat from the crowd, and Biggs lets up right as the ref reaches “4!” C.J's face is turning an interesting shade of purple as Biggs puts his boot back on the back of C.J.'s head, choking him again! The ref again starts the five count, and again, Biggs lets up on four! The fans are laying it thick on “The Spaceman,” and Biggs holds up his arms to feign innocence as the ref pushes him back to give C.J. some room to recover. Before C.J. can recover, though, Biggs run right back in and jumps up, landing to drive his knees into the back of C.J., sending C.J.'s throat into the ropes once more! “I will disqualify you! Back it up!” the ref yells at Biggs loud enough for the cameras to pick it up, and Biggs just smirks as he backs up.

Harvey: Biggs really needs to watch himself here, otherwise, he'll get disqualified and give C.J. the lead!

27:25

C.J. is coughing a bit as the ref holds Biggs back to give him time to get up. Once C.J. is to his feet, Biggs is right there to grab a hold of him and send him running towards the opposite ropes with an Irish Whip, catching him for a picture perfect Tilt-a-Whirl Backbreaker on the rebound! Biggs places his arm across C.J.'s face as he makes the cover, 1
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Another kick out from the champ! Biggs rolls C.J. over onto his side and begins to give him a series of Knee Strikes to the lower back, before rolling him onto his back. Biggs then wraps his arms around C.J.'s waist to pull him up for a Wheelbarrow Suplex, but C.J. counters with a Bulldog! The fans are back into it, and get a loud “C.J! C.J!” chant going to encourage the champ! Both men are a bit slow to get up, but C.J. goes on the offensive, giving Biggs a few hard shots to the face before giving him a hard boot to the midsection. He gets Biggs in position for the Stamp of Approval, but the challenger counters with a Back Body Drop before he can deliver it! However, C.J. is getting a second wind, and doesn't stay down for long, blocking a punch from Biggs on his way up before shooting Biggs into the ropes! Biggs ducks the clothesline on the rebound, and jumps off the center ropes, catching C.J. for a Springboard Flipping Inverted DDT! He goes for the cover, but not even a one count! C.J.'s fighting back, and the two begin to trade fists as the timer reads 25 minutes remaining. After about a minute of back and forth brawling, C.J. gets the upper hand, and jumps up like a flash to take Biggs down with another Hurricanrana Takedown! However, the ref's in a bad position, and gets hit by Biggs as he's flying down, sending the ref to the mat himself!

Harvey: Oh no! The ref's down!

24:22

As C.J. tries to follow up on the Hurricanrana, Biggs nails him with a vicious low blow that brings the champ to his knees and draws loud boos from the crowd! As C.J. holds his jollies in pain on the mat, Biggs quickly exits the ring and shoves the time keeper off of their chair, folding it up and bringing it back into the ring!

Harvey: What a louse! Biggs is going to cheat, and since the referee is down, there's not a darn thing that can be done about it!

Biggs slides into the ring behind C.J., who's slowly making his way to his feet. Right as C.J. gets up and turns to face Biggs, he blasts him right between the eyes with the chair, getting booed like none other! A deafening, “BIGGS SUCKS! BIGGS SUCKS!” chant begins to fill the arena, and it's a matter of seconds before everyone in the arena has joined in as Biggs continues to beat C.J. down with the chair! Biggs takes a look over and notices the ref coming to, so he slams the chair hard into the mat to make a loud noise, and drops the chair between C.J. and himself, falling down to the mat and playing dead! This gets the crowd even more riled up, and they're booing at the top of their lungs as the ref comes to, and is confused at what he sees! The ref just removes the chair from the ring, and begins the mandatory 10 count. For his part, Biggs is playing the victim very well, selling it like a champ, while C.J. is legitimately still dazed by the chair shots. At about the count of four, Biggs crawls over and puts an arm over C.J., still acting like he's out of it so as not to tip off the ref, and the man in charge makes the count, 1
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C.J. gets his shoulder up, drawing loud cheers from the crowd!

Chase: How in the heck did C.J. Gates kick out of that!?

Harvey: It's because C.J. has the heart of a champion! He's not going to allow Biggs to cheat his way to the title, gosh darn it!

21:45

Biggs just sits there in disbelief for a brief moment, but disbelief turns to rage, and he yanks C.J. up by the head, Knees him in the gut to hunch him over, and then places his knee into the back of C.J.'s head while grabbing the arm to bring C.J. Crashing Down to Earth! Biggs hits the move with such force that C.J. bounces up almost 3 feet in the air upon impact, and as he falls hard to the mat, Biggs goes for the cover, 1
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[cyan]Ferrari: The winner of the third decision, and now leading 2-1, Biggs![/color]

Biggs raises his arms triumphantly in the ring as the ref backs him away from C.J. for the 15-second rest period at the end of each fall.

Harvey: What a travesty! What a joke! Biggs pulled a fast one to pick up his second decision, and now he leads C.J. with a little over 20 minutes remaining!

Chase: I wouldn't be surprised to see Biggs take a more defensive stance in this match to try and protect his lead!

C.J. is barely up to his knees as the 15-second grace period comes to an end, and Biggs is right there to lay the beat down on C.J., punching him in the side of the head before slamming the side of his head down hard into the mat! Biggs is quick to apply a Body Scissors in the exact center of the ring, using his legs to crush the air out of C.J.! The clock reaches 20:00 minutes to go as C.J. begins to fight back, elbowing Biggs' knee with such rapid-fire succession that Biggs has no choice but to release the hold! As both men are making their way back up to their feet, C.J. nails Biggs with a brutal Knee to the side of the head that echoes through the arena and sends him falling back down to the mat! Biggs is trying to shake the cobwebs out as C.J. runs towards the ropes and runs up behind Biggs, catching him with a Flip Over Neckbreaker! The fans are firmly behind C.J. as he motions for another attempt at the Tornado DDT, and this time he nails it, spiking Biggs' head into the mat! C.J. appeals to the crowd real quick before pulling a slightly loopy Biggs back up to his feet. C.J. throws a punch, but Biggs blocks it! Biggs counters with a punch of his own, but C.J. blocks that one! C.J. answers with another punch, but Biggs blocks it and whips C.J. towards the ropes, running in after him! However, C.J. is quick on his feet and leaps up onto the top turnbuckle, quickly jumping off to hit Biggs with a Whisper in the Wind! C.J. goes for the cover, 1
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Another kick out from the challenger! The crowd is giving C.J. their support, staring a “LET'S GO C.J!” >clap, clap, clapclapclap< “LET'S GO C.J!” >clap, clap, clapclapclap< chant going! C.J. is fired up by this, and stays on the attack, giving Biggs a few hard stomps before pulling him up by the hair and pulling him in to deliver the Stamp of Approval Double Arm DDT! With Biggs laid out on the mat, C.J. points to the top turnbuckle, and mounts it! The flashbulbs in the crowd are going off as C.J. leaps off with the Gatecrasher, hitting all of it and hooking Biggs' leg, 1
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Ferrari: The winner of the fourth decision, C.J. Gates! The match is now tied at 2-2!

16:00

Harvey: We've hit another reset point in this match, as the score is tied with just over fifteen minutes to go!

Chase: We're entering the homestretch of the match, and I wouldn't be surprised to see the score start to get inflated at this point, as both men are undoubtedly tired!

C.J. is starting to show some signs of fatigue, as he's breathing heavy while he takes a step back to allow for the 15-second grace period. Biggs is slow to get to his feet, and right as he's up, C.J. is right back in there, giving him a boot to the midsection before drilling him with a Shoulder Jawbreaker!

Harvey: C.J. Stunner! C.J. Stunner!

Chase: I don't think he actually has a name for that move, but nameless or not, that move has put Biggs in serious jeopardy right here!

The fans are buzzing as C.J. goes for the cover, and they count along with the ref, 1
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“NOOOO!” the fans cry out as Biggs somehow gets his shoulder up!

Harvey: Oh my goodness! I thought C.J. got another pin there for sure!

Chase: This match is going to give me a heart attack!

C.J. is clearly starting to move a little bit slower, mounting Biggs to give him a few shots to the face before standing up and making his way over to the corner. He goes up to the top rope once more, and goes for another Dropping DOW, driving his leg across the throat of Biggs! He goes for another pin, 1
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15:00

C.J. can't believe it, but the fans continue to show him their support, and he stays on target, pulling his opponent back up to his feet by the head. C.J. goes to whip Biggs into the corner, but “The Spaceman” reverses it, sending C.J. chest first into the turnbuckle! Biggs gets behind him and gives him a Bridging German Suplex out of the corner, 1
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Kick out from the champ! Biggs doesn't skip a beat, seating C.J. up, and locking in a Chinlock from behind! As he wrenches the chin of C.J., Biggs is yelling at C.J. to just accept defeat, but C.J. just grits his teeth and tries to free himself from the hold, pulling Biggs' hands apart to free himself! The fans are going crazy at the action as C.J. gives Biggs some hard elbows to the midsection on the way up, before the two engage in an all out brawl in the center of the ring!

Harvey: If you had told me before this match that we'd see C.J. Gates vs. Biggs degenerate into an all out brawl, I would not have believed you!

Chase: Yeah, these two sure hate each other, but both are known for their wrestling ability more so than their ability to throw a punch!

A loud “FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!” chant is going as both competitors are trading blows in the middle of the ring with such rapidity and force that neither man gets the advantage! After about a minute of going at it, both men throw up the Dropkick at the same exact time, with neither one connecting! They land on the mat at the same time, and both get up to one knee with their fists raised in defensive stances! The fans are going absolutely nuts at this point, as both men are at a standoff! They both make their way to their feet, and circle around the ring, neither man wanting to make the critical mistake this late in the match!

12:30

C.J. shoots in to attempt a Single Leg Takedown, but Biggs just steps back, throwing a kick that C.J. easily dodges! As they circle around some more, Biggs takes a shot at C.J., going in for a Double Leg Takedown, but C.J. sidesteps it, and gives Biggs a Running Knee to the side of the face! He then runs right up to the top rope, and looks to be jumping off, but Biggs gets a second wind, and joins him up top in a flash! Both men begin to exchange blows, and Biggs gets the edge before hooking up C.J. in a Urinagi position on the top rope, leaping off for the Starmaker from the top! The fans are booing as Biggs covers C.J., 1
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C.J. brings the fans to their feet with a kick out!

Harvey: You want to talk about heart!? You want to talk about determination!? Than you have to talk about C.J. Gates' performance in this match! Against any other man, that would have been a pinfall!

Biggs loses it at this point, and begins throwing a temper tantrum in the middle of the ring, slamming his fists into the mat while yelling at C.J. ”Stay down, you bum! Stay the heck down!”

Chase: Biggs needs to get control of his temper here, otherwise things could go real south for him in a hurry!

Harvey: Both men have about 10 minutes left to get the deciding fall!

10:00

Biggs' frustration is evident as he grabs C.J. by the head and leads him back up to his feet, giving him a few European Uppercuts before shooting him into the ropes! The exhaustion of the match causes Biggs to telegraph a Back Body Drop, which allows C.J. to perform a Sunset Flip pin, 1
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Biggs rolls C.J. over into a pinning predicament of his own, 1
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C.J. Spins out into an Inside Cradle, 1
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Biggs rolls it into a Small Package, 1
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C.J. Kicks out!

Harvey: Oh my goodness! These two are making me lose my breath!

Chase: These two started the match in a similar fashion to what we just saw, and considering that they're still capable of such quickness over fifty-minutes into this match is a testament to their conditioning!

The fans applaud the series of near falls as both men are back to their feet, and Biggs rushes in for a Clothesline, but C.J. ducks and answers with a Clothesline of his own! With Biggs down, C.J. makes his way to the top turnbuckle, and he waist for Biggs to get to his feet, leaping off for a Missile Dropkick! However, Biggs sees it coming and backs up just out of range of the kick, grabbing up C.J.'s legs as he lands hard on the mat, dragging him to the center of the ring, and applying the Sharpshooter!

8:01

Harvey: C.J. Gates is in real trouble here! Biggs has him in the exact center of the ring!

Chase: He's going to tap for sure!

A loud “C.J! C.J!” chant gets going again as the crowd tries to will their hero on! For his part, C.J. is struggling to crawl towards the ropes, while Biggs has the hold in deep! ”Just give up! Give up!” Biggs yells as C.J. grits his teeth in pain! C.J. makes the agonizing crawl towards the ropes while Biggs keeps the hold on, but it's very slow going! Precious seconds continue to tick off of the clock, while Biggs torques the back and legs of C.J. with more and more force! C.J. is about a fingertip away from the ropes when Biggs stands up, drags him back to the center of the ring, and sits right back down deep, giving C.J. nowhere to go! After two minutes stuck in the hold, C.J. Gates has no choice but to tap out! DING! DING! DING!

Ferrari: The winner of the fifth fall, Biggs! He now leads 3-2!

6:00

Chase: Biggs is in a very good spot here! He just has to defend his lead for six more minutes, and the title is his!

Harvey: You can bet this is not a situation that C.J. was hoping to find himself in this late in the match!

C.J. holds his back in pain as Biggs steps back, not wanting to risk disqualification at this juncture of the match. The fans are booing at the top of their lungs while Biggs mocks them and taunts them, showing C.J. the ultimate disrespect by turning his back on him! As the 15-second grace period comes to a close, C.J. feebly comes from behind Biggs and rolls him up with a Schoolboy, 1
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Biggs just gets the shoulder up! Both men are to their feet in a flash, and Biggs is pissed, throwing another attempted Clothesline at C.J., which the champ ducks! C.J. then quickly applies the Crucifix, and slams Biggs down into a pinning position, 1
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Another kick out from Biggs!

Harvey: C.J. is throwing everything at Biggs right now, hoping something sticks to give him the tie!

After the kick out, Biggs quickly rolls out of the ring to the floor, getting booed by the crowd by doing so! The clock hits 5:00 minutes exact as the ref begins the 10 count!

“1!”

C.J. motions for Biggs to get back in the ring, but the challenger shakes his head and flippantly waves off the idea.

“2!”

Harvey: Biggs needs to get back in the ring before the count of ten, otherwise he'll give C.J. this match!

“3!”

Chase: Biggs is well aware of that, Harvey. Now he's in run out the clock mode!

“4!”

“5!”

The fans get the Chicken chant going again, and this time, Biggs just soaks it in.

“6!”

”C'mon Biggs! Get back in the ring you coward!” C.J. yells out as Biggs continues to just kick it outside the ring.

“7!”

“8!”

“9!”

Biggs slides in and slides out to reset the count! The crowd is absolutely livid at the challenger, and C.J. protests to the ref. The ref just shrugs his shoulders, telling C.J. all he can do is count, which he does.

“1!”

Biggs has a confident look on his face, and points to his head, signifying that he's outsmarted C.J.

“2!”

C.J. exits the ring and begins to chase Biggs around the ring! Biggs runs for his life as C.J. is in hot pursuit!

Harvey: The chase is on!

C.J. chases Biggs two laps around the ring before Biggs slides back in as the ref reaches the count of “7!” C.J. slides in himself, but Biggs is right there to lay into him with his boot, grabbing the hold of the top rope while he stomps the tar out of C.J.!

3:45

The ref reaches the count of four as Biggs steps away, but he's right back in there, holding the second rope as he knees C.J. repeatedly in the side of the face! The fans are in an uproar, and the ref physically gets between Biggs and C.J. to push “The Spaceman” back!

3:30

As C.J. uses the ropes to pull himself back up, Biggs runs right in and Clotheslines him over the ropes and to the floor! Biggs raises his arms triumphantly as he stands in the middle of the ring, and the ref starts the 10 count again.

“1!”

“2!”

“3!”

The fans get another loud “LET'S GO C.J.!” chant going to try the will the champion back to his feet.

“4!”

“5!”

C.J. is stirring, while Biggs continues to grandstand in the ring.

“6!”

“7!”

C.J. tries to push himself up to his feet, but is only to his knees, holding his midsection in pain!

“8!”

Harvey: C.J.'s having a lot of trouble getting up here!

Biggs is grinning from ear to ear.

“9!”

C.J. just barely slides in to break the count! The fans let out a ruckus cheer, but it turns quickly to more boos as Biggs is right there to stomp C.J. some more.

3:00

Biggs pulls C.J. up by the head and whips him towards the ropes, but C.J. reverses it, sending Biggs for the ride! He nails Biggs with a hard kick to the midsection, and pulls him in for another Stamp of Approval! Rather than going for the pin, C.J. makes his way to the top turnbuckle, and leaps off for the Sophistication 450 Splash! Biggs gets his knees up again, and C.J. holds his ribs in pain as Biggs hooks both legs, 1
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”OOOOOOH!” kick out from the champ! Biggs is keeps on the pressure, pulling C.J. up and giving him a couple of Calf Kicks before going for a Jumping Spin Kick! C.J. ducks it, though, and catches Biggs with surprise Shoulder Jawbreaker from out of nowhere!

Harvey: If C.J. can make the cover, he'll tie this one up!

2:30

However, at this point of the match, the move took almost as much out of C.J. as it did from Biggs, and it takes him about fifteen seconds to actually crawl over and make the cover. The ref counts it, 1
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Another kick out from Biggs! The fans groan loudly, and get another loud C.J. chant going.

Chase: These fans can't help C.J. now! All they can do is chant his name, and hope for the best, which against Biggs, won't be good enough, haha!

Harvey: Don't count Biggs' chickens before they hatch, partner! If you can't tell, C.J.'s in control as we reach the two-minute warning!

2:00

As both men get up, C.J. throws another punch at Biggs, but the challenger blocks it, and takes C.J. down with a Single Leg Takedown! He then grabs a hold of C.J.'s legs, steps through, and turns him over for another Sharpshooter! It's absolute pandemonium in the Tacoma Dome as the fans are pleading with C.J. to hold on!

Chase: That's it! Biggs can just ride this Sharpshooter out to victory!

Harvey: Come on, C.J., fight out!

Biggs is laughing and has a smug look on his face as he has the move in tight, but C.J. is crawling towards the ropes. He's a fingertip away with a minute to go, and he just barely makes it as Biggs stands up to try and drag him back to the center of the ring! The ref starts the five count and Biggs lets go on four!

0:45

Biggs grabs a hold of C.J.'s legs, dragging him back to the center of the ring, looking to apply another Sharpshooter!

0:30

C.J. kicks Biggs off, and as both men get back up, C.J. hits a desperation Enziguri! The fans are cheering for him as he begins to crawl to the corner!

0:15

C.J. makes it to the top turnbuckle and leaps off with The Gatecrasher with 5 seconds left, connecting, and the ref counts!

0:04

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3! DING! DING! DING!

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0:00

BUZZ!

The fans are cheering loudly as Ferrari makes the announcement.

Ferrari: The winner of the sixth fall, C.J. Gates. The match ends tied 3-3, and has been ruled a draw! Still APW Undisputed Champion, C.J. Gates!

Draw[/center]

Harvey: C.J. picks up a decision at the very last second to force the draw! C.J. retains the title!

C.J. is both exhausted and elated at the same time as the fans cheer him on. Biggs is coming to and is pissed when he realizes what just happened. “Shooting Star” begins to play, but it's cut off by Biggs grabbing a mic.

Biggs: C.J. Gates! Cut that celebration short! You may have retained the title! But you still haven't proven that you are definitively better than me! I dare you to give me just five more minutes, Sudden Death rules, if you have the guts! Come on, C.J., prove yourself to me and to these idiot fans!

The fans boo Biggs, while C.J. just glares at him. Without hesitation, C.J. grabs the mic from Biggs.

C.J. Gates: You want five more minutes, you got it!

The fans cheer as the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

Harvey: This match is re-beggining under Sudden Death Rules!

Five-Minute Sudden Death Overtime
C.J. Gates © vs. Biggs

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5:00

Both men are clearly exhausted, but go at it in the middle of the ring, trading fists with speed and force unbecoming of two men who've been fighting for an hour already! They eventually fight their way to the ropes closest to the ramp, and Biggs gives C.J. a hard punch to the gut that gives him the chance to place C.J.'s back into the ropes! The ref begins the five count, as Biggs unloads with a series of chops to the chest of his opponent, backing up on four so as not to draw the DQ. As C.J. stumbles off the ropes, Biggs grabs a hold of his head, and runs up the ropes, going for the Bigg Time!

Chase: This could be the beginning of the end for C.J. Gates here!

C.J. counters, though, tossing Biggs off as his foot leaves the top rope, launching him to the outside! Biggs goes flying and falls forward, crashing face first into the foot of the ramp!

Harvey: Just like that, this match has taken a turn in C.J.'s favor! Still, you never like to see anyone take a fall that hard, especially to the face!

Chase: He probably has no idea where he is!

The roof of the Tacoma Dome is about the blow off as the fans cheer C.J. on as he exits the ring, and pulls the dazed Biggs up by the head! Blood is starting to trickle down his forehead and he has a glassy look in his eyes as C.J. bounces his head off the apron and rolls him into the ring! C.J. slides in himself, and as Biggs slowly gets to his feet, C.J. gives him a stiff kick to the gut, and delivers another Shoulder Jawbreaker! The fans pop huge, and C.J. hooks both legs, 1
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3! DING! DING! DING!

Winner: C.J. Gates[/center]

Harvey: C.J. did it! C.J. Gates has defeated Biggs in this Iron-Man Match to retain the APW Undisputed Championship! What a match! What a way to end the year for APW!

Chase: Biggs had this one won, but C.J.'s timely counter to the Bigg Time was the deciding factor!

The ref raises C.J.'s arm as “Shooting Star” begins to play and red and green confetti begins to fall from the ceiling!

Ferrari: Here is your winner, and still APW Undisputed Champion, C.J. Gates!

The ref hands C.J. his title belt as confetti continues to fall! A medical team has rushed out to check on Biggs, who's having trouble even sitting up on his own power. C.J. mounts the near turnbuckle, raising his title belt high in celebration!

Harvey: Well ladies and gentlemen, what a way to finish Christmas Chaos! Both of these men should be commended for the effort they put out here tonight! But just it looked like Biggs was going to run out the clock to victory, C.J. Gates gets the last second decision to tie things up, and then he successfully defends the belt in Sudden Death Overtime! It doesn't get any closer than that, folks!

Chase: Even I have to take my hat off to C.J. tonight! I didn't think he had it in him to go the full hour, but he did, and more! Still, I can't help but be concerned for Biggs, who's still out of it on the mat. Hopefully he's okay!

C.J. Gates continues to celebrate as the Tacoma crowd chants his name. The medical staff finally gets Biggs out of the ring, and helps him up the ramp, while C.J. leaves the ring and begins to slap fives with the fans at ringside!

Harvey: C.J. Gates is certainly going to have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year as he heads into 2012 still the APW Undisputed Champion! That's all the time we have for tonight, folks! Thanks for joining us! We'll see you in two weeks on the Asylum Super Show, live on New Year's Day!