Overdrive - Orlando, Florida (01/05/12)

[President Jeff]

Dark Match: Triple threat Elimination Match
Mr. Dangerous Vs Pence Weatherlight Vs Yuna Tanahashi

The match begins with Pence going after Yuna. Pence takes her to the corner and gives her a few chops and then throws her to the opposite corner. Pence runs at her and clotheslines her as Mr. Dangerous just stands there and watches. Pence then pulls Yuna out of the corner and gives her the Heavy Artillery (Rock Bottom). Instead of going for the cover, Pence points to the top rope and the fans cheer. As Pence climbs to the top rope, Mr. Dangerous sneaks in and covers Yuna
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Yuna Tanahashi is eliminated

Pence see’s this and gets mad. Pence climbs down from the top rope, goes outside the ring and grabs a chair and goes into the ring. He begins chasing Mr. Dangerous around the ring with the chair. Mr. Dangerous ends up tripping and falling down. Pence laughs as he starts slowly walking towards Mr. Dangerous who is pleading to Pence to put the chair down. Mr. Dangerous backs himself to the ropes and then gets to his feet. Pence then swings the chair at Mr. Dangerous head, Mr. Dangerous ducks and Pence bounces the chair off the top rope and into his own face. In a daze, Pence stumbles backwards and falls on his back. Mr. Dangerous jumps on top of him
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Winner: Mr. Dangerous

Pyro shoots from the stage and the camera pans through the crowd as the fans are on their feet in excitement for seeing APW. The camera then cuts to ringside with Darren Harvey and Johnny Chase

Harvey: HAPPY NEW YEARS APW FAITHFUL!!!

Chase: Welcome everyone to the first Overdrive of 2011

Harvey: Man, I‘m so pumped for tonight. I‘ve heard tons of rumors earlier today, and if they are true, your in for a special night

Chase: Word on the street that since the announcement for Survive and Conquer happened last week, over 80 wrestlers has signed up to be part of it.

Harvey: This years Survive and Conquer match will no doubt be Epic. But lets talk about tonight

Chase: We have some new faces in APW who will be in action tonight, which the biggest, I think is Keaton Saint, who will be taking on the former Overdrive Champion Kurt Noble

Harvey: Lets not forget the main event, in a battle of champions, a non title match between CJ Gates and Johnny Rebel.

Chase: These two are no strangers to each other, so this match can‘t disappoint


#SIMPLY
#F’N
#PUT!

The recorded voice of the APW Overdrive Champion blares through the loudspeakers as “Simply Put” Johnny Rebel walks through the curtains with the belt strapped around his waist. He slides his sunglasses up over his head and makes a motion toward his the title as he bickers with fans as he strolls down to the ring. As he approaches the apron, he snaps his fingers as a cameraman rolls his eyes knowing what’s coming. The APW employee drops down to all fours as Rebel uses him as a stepping stool to get in the ring. Rebel stands in the middle of the ring with his arms outstretched as confetti cannons shoot from the corner turnbuckles and balloons fall from the ceiling.

Rebel: Finally! The Overdrive Championship has found its way back to its rightful owner and I have restored order to the top brand of APW!

The crowd roars in disapproval as Rebel smirks and nods his head with a smirk.

Rebel: For the past several weeks this place just hasn’t felt right. Nothing against Kurt Noble but he just doesn’t have the same flare that I bring to the Overdrive Championship. Thursday evenings were so dull and drab! People were tuning out left and right. President Jeff better count his lucky stars that I’ve decided to save him once again! I never truly appreciated Thursday night delight until I stepped foot in an Asylum ring. What a dump! It needed a touch of class and I was more than willing to dip my pen in that ink and teach Anthony Bailey what being a megastar is all about. However, this evening is all about the celebration of bringing home the Overdrive championship to a worthy champion!

Once again the crowd lets Rebel know what they think about him. The champion screams towards the front row, “SHUT-UP, INBREDS!”

Rebel: I’ve established a little bit of a pattern here in APW. The first few weeks I was around this place there was a young man that thought he would have a chance against me. Young Mannie put up quite an effort but on three separate occasions I beat him within an inch of his life and made him walk in to an early retirement. Then there was Khaos, who tried to put me on the shelf by putting a hole in my head with a screwdriver until I turned the tides and made sure that I was the last man he saw in the ring before hanging them up for good. You could also make a case that it was all of my doing that caused Biggs to finally walk away while he still had some good sense about him. Gates just finished what I started! And finally, I think that it’s safe to say we won’t be seeing from Kurt Noble anytime soon! After what I did to him at Christmas Chaos, I don’t think I’d show my face around these parts for a while either. I’ve developed the mantra of being a career killer here in the APW and now I’ve turned my attention to the Undisputed Champion, C.J. Gates!

The fans cheer the mention of C.J. Gates which only angers Rebel and causes him to shake his head.

Rebel: Cheer him all you want, but that doesn't change the fact that the real star of APW is standing in this very ring, and I'll prove that tonight when I dismantle him inside of this very ring. He may be the Undisputed champion, but I personify Overdrive, I...

Rebel is cut off as "Shooting Star" by Black Stone Cherry begins to play and C.J. Gates himself walks out from the back to a massive amount of cheers. Gates is wearing his trademark cowboy hat and has the Undisputed title around his waist as he makes his way down the ramp, tagging hands with some of the fans. He reaches the ring and climbs inside, never taking his eyes off of the Overdrive champion.

Gates: Johnny, every week you talk about how you're the star, and how APW and President Jeff owe you something for being God's gift to wrestling. And as much as I hate using it as an excuse...if you're as good as you claim to be, and if I'm as bad as you say I am, why have you been unable to beat me inside of the ring? Why is it that every time we face off, it's always you who ends up taking the loss?

Rebel smirks and shakes his head, mouthing that "none of that matters".

Gates: And maybe you didn't pay any attention last year when I was challenging for the top titles in CWC and the Experts. Maybe you haven't realized that I have held the APW Undisputed title since the summer. Maybe you haven't heard the fans cheer when my music plays. I've done nothing but prove myself and prove that I belong at the top, yet people like you are always showing up to try and knock me down a few pegs. I understand that comes with the territory, but by now I'd assume you would know better, Johnny.

Rebel: That's all well and good, but you left out some crucial bits of information. You may have challenged for those belts, but you lost each time, and don't go forgetting that you were the one that bailed on the team in Supremacy. It wasn't me that turned his back on the team, putting us at an immediate disadvantage. Luckily the rest of us, thanks to my excellent leadership, were able to make up for your abandonment.

Rebel smiles as the fans boo, and Gates simply shakes his head.

Gates: Your excellent leadership? Weren't you the first one eliminated in the match? Really, the big credit for the win goes to Kurt Noble, since he pulled more than his fair share in the match.

Rebel turns to face Gates, his eyes finding C.J.'s instantly.

Rebel: At least I was there! At least I was fighting for the team and not for myself. You can't claim that. And then you try and keep up this holier than thou attitude. You keep playing up that you're the best that APW has to offer. But it's all false. You're false, and I am going to prove it to all of these inbreds tonight when I beat you in the middle of this ring...

Gates: Simply put, right? Simply put, you're going to have to raise yourself to new levels if you want to beat me. I've done nothing but get better. I've done nothing but improve. Don't get me wrong, you're a two time Overdrive champion, you are opportunistic, manipulative, and you have one of the largest egos I know, but you just haven't crossed over that threshold. Some day you will, I am sure of that, but I don't see it being tonight. I don't like to predict anything, but I also don't want to start the year out on a bad note, let alone against someone that doesn't recognize another persons achievements.

Rebel: Achievements? You were basically gifted that title. No offense to Biggs or anything, but he's no Johnny Rebel.

Gates: Just like you're no C.J. Gates? At least when Biggs was talking about being better than me, he had the distinction of having beaten Level One for the Undisputed title. What do you have? A win over Anthony Bailey? Taking the easy way out of Supremacy so that Kurt Noble would tire himself out for Christmas Chaos?

Gates smirks as Rebel looks ready to clock him. After a few moments, Rebel smirks and takes a step back.

Rebel: You know what? Since you aren't willing to admit that I am the better man and that I represent APW better then you could ever imagine, I'm just going to have to prove it to everyone here tonight when I put an end to C.J. Gates!

Rebel drops the microphone as the fans boo, and smiles at the Undisputed champion before exiting the ring. He backs his way up the ramp, keeping eye contact with C.J. Gates the entire way.

Harvey: These two have been at odds for quite some time and it looks like things could come to a head in tonight's Main Event!

Chase: One things for sure, Harvey, and that's that C.J. Gates just needs to learn his place. It's common knowledge that Johnny Rebel is the best that APW has to offer.

Harvey: Well I guess we'll find out when the two of them lock up later tonight!

The scene fades to commercial as Gates and Rebel continue to stare each other down.

[President Jeff]

We come back live on the air with Dan Quinn standing backstage wearing a generic Asylum T Shirt and jeans. Obviously not here to wrestle, the music cuts out and the boos start to die down.

Harvey: Well here’s a surprise… Dan Quinn from Asylum is here.

Chase: Who’s this nobody? Go back to your own show!

Dan Quinn: Now a lot of you may not know who I am, and for your sake, let me in’roduce myself. What you people are lookin’ at, is the future, what you are lookin’ at, is the end of wrestling, as you know it. You see nothin’ sickens me more than congratulations. You people blow smoke up the arses of these men, infla’ing their ‘eads and givin’ ‘em gra’ification, cheerin’ ‘em on like they’re super ‘eros. You treat these people like Gods that they are not.

The crowd starts booing louder

You see you can boo me, you can ‘ate me all you want, but my interests and yours both coincide with each other. Now you may not like me, and I personally detest each and every one of you, but I do know what you want. I know what you need; I know exactly what is missing in this business!

Pause

Pain.

That’s what’s missing 'ere. As much as you may deny it, as much as you may condemn me for it, you want it, and you crave it. There is not nearly enough sufferin’ 'ere, no one likes causin’ pain anymore, and no one can take it, enjoy it and savour it. There is no greater joy on this earth than taking the most excrucia’ing agony in the world, and smiling, laughing about it. None of these wrestlers know pain like I do, but that’s why I’m ‘ere…to educate, to ‘elp you all throw off the shackles and enjoy the pleasure you get from someone else’s pain, and to even start embracing your own.

The crowd boos and starts chanting “You Suck!” Dan simply smiles sickly and laughs it off

What I did to Dynamo on Asylum last week wasn’t even the warm up it was a warning. Not just to 'im but to the entire locker room, Overdrive included! Until you people start embracin’ suffering, I am goin’ to ‘ave to force it on you. And this one is for you Dynamo… At Asylum, I will finish what I star’ed last week, I will save you from a life without misery, I will make you enjoy what I do to you as much as I do. At Asylum, Dynamo, all you will experience, and all you will want experience after it is BLOOD, SWEAT & FEAR!

With that, we go back to ringside

Paige: This is a Fatal Four Competition where the First person to score a Pinfall or Submission WILL be Announced the Winner! Introducing first from Toast, Washington!! Please put your hands together for....TOAST!!!

The arena plunges into darkness as the ToastTron fires to life. The text on the screen forms the letters T O A S T in varying brown and tan coloring. Now, Burnt Toast & Black Coffee by Mike Pedicin hits over the PA system as the fans go COMPLETELY NUTS for the strange, quirky, eccentric superstar. Toast now steps out, his sloping forehead and the slightly dumb look on his pea-brained face only makes him even more popular as he now walks down the aisle, slapping the fans hands and climbing into the ring. Once in the ring, he walks over and gives the referee a HIGH FIVE!

Harvey: This should be a great 4-Way here tonight, all of them will be looking to make a name for themselves here in this match!

Chase: Toast looks to be in good spirits!

Harvey: Can a guy named Toast be anything but?

Paige: The next competitor in this match comes to us from Anchorage, Alaska! Please welcome..BRANNDDYYY BOYYYERRRR!!!

The arena goes dark as the opening guitar sounds for Mötley Crüe's "Kickstart My Heart" roars through the arena. The song picks up with the guitar riff as bright white strobes flash all around the stage. Then once the song really kicks in then out from the back runs Brandy full speed. She runs around in a circle on the stage before stopping at the top of the entrance ramp. She looks out at the fans for a second before grabbing the crotch of her pants with one hand and raising her other hand high in the air with her middle finger up. The crowd roars in disapproval which only puts a smile on Brandy's face as she slaps herself across the face once with each hand then tears down the ramp at full speed towards the ring. Brandy slips under the ropes and lays on the mat, looking around at the crowd on her stomach for a second before rolling on her back and doing a kip-up to her feet. Brandy then heads to the ropes, stepping up on the bottom and second rope and flipping off the fans once more with a smile before jumping to the mat and running the ropes to warm up before the match.

Harvey: Brandy looking absolutely lovely tonight! Looks to kill and hopefully that helps her here because this match is very hard one to win.

Paige: The next Contestant in this match hails from San Antonio, TX! Please welcome, "ZEEERRROOO" ZAACHARRYY ROODELLL!!!

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 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 center 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.

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.

Chase: Rodell is very popular with todays youth. His high flying style is very entertaining among the masses, he is very exciting!

Harvey: Now only if he can win a few matches and get his career started in APW. He could be a star someday!!

Paige: The Final Contestant in this Match is APW's Newest Signing. He comes to us from New Orleans, LA! He is "The Legacy" KIID DYYYNAAMOEEE!!!!

Suddenly, a recognizable guitar riff starts to crescendo into the arena. Drums and bass enter the mix and the lights of the arena begin to flicker in time with the beat.

So you say you're ignored...as it is...now give us your sad, sad, trip...

The lights suddenly flicker very fast, then, as the drums slam a sound that stops the guitars, the arena goes dark.

YOU'RE RIGHT!

The lights on the entrance ramp get blindingly bright as the downbeat of the returning rock music gets amplified into a sonic boom, then both the lights and music come down to the normal brightness/volume and Kid Dynamo stands on the entryway. He is staring at the ring as the crowd continues to cheer. After a moment, he begins to walk down to ringside.

He zigzags down the entryway, trying to score as many high-fives with the audience as he can get. Meanwhile, the camera cuts to Dynamo signs throughout the arena. When he gets to the ring, he slides in under the bottom rope, then runs one of the opposite turnbuckles, climbs up, and raises his arms up to the crowd, his hands making an "E" and a "W", for "End of the World". Finally, he jumps off and faces the center of the ring as the music dies out.

Harvey: All four of these competitors are inside the ring and all of them have their eyes locked on to each other! Let's get rowdy!

Chase: ......

4 WAY MATCH

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Toast Vs Brandy Boyer Vs Kid Dynamo Vs Zachary Rodell


The bell sounds and the four members of this match look around the ring. The referee is against the ropes at one side and they all act out in sync with each other. Brandy fires a long distance double leg take down on Rodell and begins throwing punch after punch in a rapid session at his face and head. Toast rushes in and locks up with Dynamo who hip tosses him but Toast lands on his feet and spins around to be caught with a snap Spinning Heel Kick right the chest and chin.

Brandy pulls Rodell up as she gets out of her mount position, she whips him across the ring. As he hits the ropes and swirls around, Brandy hits him with her "Cum Shot" Bicycle Kick and Zachary Rodell slumps and goes through the middle ropes and hits hard to the outside ring mats. Turning around, Brandy rushes up behind Dynamo and connects with a Bridging German Suplex as she goes for a quick pinfall, early in the match.

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Toast back to his feet dives down at Brandy and hits her with an elbow like clothesline. Quickly he is back to his feet and pulling Brandy up with him, he lifts her up, taking a few steps into a circle before bringing her down stiffly into a bouncing Brainbuster that he calls "Blueberry Bounce" and he too goes for the cover. Dynamo breaks it before the referee can begin. Dynamo grabs the waistline of Toast's tights and tosses him across the ring. He boots Brandy to the face as she sits up and then turns his attention back to Toast.

As "Mr. Toastcore" pulls himself up using the far corner and Dynamo rushes across the ring towards him. Dynamo leaps off his feet and comes chest to chest with Toast with a hard contact splash. Pulling Toast out of the corner, he flops and lands on his back to the mat. Dynamo climbs the to the top turnbuckle as Brandy Boyer gets up from the mat. She rushes over not seeing Dynamo up top and he dives off and connects with his "Bad Luck Charm" Off the top ropes Chokeslam and Brandy is slammed into the canvas.

Dynamo acting quickly gets up and rushes back to the turnbuckle. He leaps up to the top and looks at at the crowd and signals for his "Hangover" Finisher. As he balances himself on the top ropes, Zachary Rodell pops back up from outside the ring and hops onto the ring apron and simply shoves Dynamo off the top turnbuckle to the outside. Dynamo crashes into the ringside floor. Rodell excited and wide eyed hurries to the top turnbuckle in Dynamo's place. Standing tall, he leaps off the top ropes and goes to hit his 720 senton splash but Toast rolls out of the way at the very last minute.

Rodell bounces and from the bounce he lands on his feet and grabs his body in pain but as he lifts his head, Brandy Boyer comes in with another "Cum Shot" Bicycle Kick to the side of Rodell's face as he turns toward her. He falls over sideways and once again slumps through the ropes to the outside of the ring. Brandy turns her attention to Toast. As he rises, she rushes and dives at him with a Spear intention. Toast leap frogs her attack and spins around, ducks a clothesline attempt from Brandy and dips behind her, grabbing the neck and falling with a neckbreaker.

Chase: He names all of his Moves. That was..."Apple Grapple" inspiring name isn't it? Mother must be proud!

Harvey: And yours disappointed. I wonder did she know you were a Man Sissy when she took you to shows as a Child? I should ask her..

Chase: Have You got Your Tickets yet?

Harvey: Wow...Back to the match.

Dynamo is up outside the ring, he rolls into the ring and as he gets up so does Toast. They charge at each other, Dynamo jumping up and connecting with a Spinning Headscissor Takedown which sends Toast sliding across the ring. Dynamo up again drops an elbow into Brandy's back as she pushes up to her hands and knees. Dynamo locks in a Crossface submission and yanks back on Brandy's forehead. Grabbing at his hands, trying to break the submission is Brandy struggling.

She is being arched back very tight, her breasts pushing out and the fans let out a howl like dogs. Toast to his feet takes a few lunges and flips over Dynamo and Brandy, grabbing Dynamo's face and snapping it in reverse with a ground Blockbuster neckbreaker. Dynamo releases the hold and Brandy slaps against the mat. Dynamo struggles a bit to get to his feet and when he does, Toast meets his chest with a clothesline. Toast, quickly stepping a foot onto Dynamo's chest for a weak pin attempt.

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Harvey: That's called "Thank You, Come Again"!

Chase: No, it's called "Host's Boast & Roast" and it never really works. I question why he'd waste the time but it's Toast. He has a name for a turnbuckle smash..

Toast pulls Dynamo up but Dynamo shoves Toast back against the ropes, in the spring back, Dynamo leaps up and catches Toast with a Lifting Knee to the mouth. Brandy Boyer is up and from behind she comes to Dynamo and hits a Sitout Side Slam that puts Dynamo into the canvas. Up to her feet again, Brandy is the only one standing. She turns to see Zachary Rodell getting up onto the Ring Apron and they lock eyes.

Twice she has sent him to the outside, he's barely got any ring action because of her. He acts quick as she takes a step towards him, springboards up onto the ropes and comes at her with rapid speed, hitting a Crossbody and hooking the leg as their bodies meet and crash into the canvas. The referee drops and makes the cover but as the first slap hits the mat, Toast drops a legdrop to the back of Rodell's head.

Toast rolls Rodell onto his back and he lays over the limp high flyer and the referee goes to make that pin count. As his hand goes down, Brandy pushes up in between Toast's legs which are laying over her upperbody. She rolls Toast up in a half school boy and the referee lifts his hand to restart the count. Dynamo jumps into the mix and breaks up that pinfall with a dropkick in between Toast's legs which hits Brandy off of the pin. Toast is missed by the dropkick which could have hit him in the Bread Balls.

Dynamo gets to his feet and the pile of opponents after each repeated pin attempt has left Dynamo just watching them. He moves to action and shoves Brandy out of the pile. He quickly gets to the turnbuckle closet to where Toast and Rodell are almost merged together. Leg and arms crossing eachother, both on their backs but Toast on top of Rodell's chest. Dynamo get to the top turnbuckle and doesn't bother giving a signal. He leaps for faith with his "The Hangover" finisher and crashes down onto the 2 man pile of opponents. Dynamo waves the ref to make the count and he slaps his hand hard against the mat.

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Brandy Boyer pushed over the pile of bodies and Dynamo scrambles to get back to his feet. Brandy rushes at him, Dynamo ducks a Back Elbow and twists his body enough around and cracks Brandy in the chin with a Superkick. The crowd reacts to the snapping sound the kick created! Brandy stuns in place and tilts back, crashing into the ropes and flopping through them and landing onto the ring apron outside the ring. Dynamo turns to his other opponents and Zachary Rodell cracks a whip like leg kick, hitting Dynamo to the right knee. He shoots a few more and Dynamo drops to one knee. Rodell turns and rushes, hits the far ropes and in a flash he is hitting a Shining Wizard and Dynamo collapses to the canvas.

Harvey: What a match we're having right here! These people have hit up big spots and proven their worth on this Roster. Wow!

Chase: And it's not even over, who's going to win this one here? I love APW and I'm not being paid to say that!!

Zachary Rodell steps up next to Toast's body still on his back on the canvas. Rodell without moving an inch, leaps up and hits a Standing Shooting Star Splash. He bounces up again and is met by Dynamo who catches the midsection of Rodell with a boot. Dynamo hooks Rodell's arms and drops him with a Double Arm DDT. Brandy springboards into the ring at Dynamo, who catches her with a boot to the stomach, hooks her arms and drops her with a double arm DDT. Dynamo as soon as they hit the mat, rolls back over and connects the DDT into the "C.T.O." submission and quickly Brandy is screaming and quitting.

Winner: Kid Dynamo[/center]

The referee signals for the bell and Dynamo releases the hold and gets to his knees. He looks tired but not surprised he pull out the victory. The referee raises his arm with him still on his knees. His music plays as Nicky Paige makes it official.[/center]

Paige: Your Winner Via Submission, DYYNAAAMOOOOEE!!!

Dynamo drops and rolls out of the ring. He heads up the ramp towards the entrance. In the ring, Toast helps Brandy up and Rodell is in there too. Brandy extends her hand to Toast who shakes it and then she extends it to Rodell. Rodell looks at her and slaps her hand away and leaves the ring.

Harvey: I think Rodell is frustrated that he didn’t win tonight

Chase: It does suck to lose a match when your not the one getting pinned.

Rodell heads up the ramp as Toast and Brandy look on and we go backstage

Cindy Shannon is in the backstage interview area, where she has a mic in hand.

Cindy: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guests at this time, The Studmuffins!

The team of “Sr. Guapo” Armando Asante and “Stunning” Stan Everdeen walk into frame, along with their manager, Biggs.

Biggs: Cindy, I think you forgot to mention somebody. But than again, I can see why you made that mistake, as you were probably just as overwhelmed as I was with that fish smell coming from you!

Cindy rolls her eyes at The Spaceman, but maintains her professionalism, turning to Sr. Guapo and Stunning Stan.

Cindy: So tonight his your debut match here in APW. Can you tell the fans what they can expect from the two of you here tonight?

Sr. Guapo: Well first off, Cindy, let me be the first to apologize for our manager's rude comments. You certainly don't smell like un pez. In fact...

Sr. Guapo takes a whiff of Cindy.

Sr. Guapo: You smell like la rosa! Usted son muy bonita!

Cindy starts to blush.

Cindy: Why thank you!

Sr. Guapo: But you're asking Sr. Guapo what the crowd can expect from the Studmuffins, let me answer that with one word. Sexiness! Aye aye aye!

Stan: Before my partner devolves into self-parody, allow me to offer a serious answer to your serious question. What our opponents, Warren Peace and Rick Sader can expect is to face a well oiled machine that utilizes teamwork in a way those to numbskulls could only dream of! Neither Warren nor Rick have given us any reason to think that they'll be able to function better as a unit than we will, and because this is a tag TEAM, match, empahsis on team, they haven't shown us any reason to think that we aren't capable of beating them!

Sr. Guapo: But they can also expect us to bring the sexy to all the beautiful women in the audience, and not just the pretty ones, but the ugly ones too! Tonight, the supposed Tag Team campeónes will find out first hand why they should wear oven mitts when dealing with the Studmuffins!

Stan: It's because simply we are...

Both: TOO HOT TO HANDLE!

The Studmuffins strut off camera, while Biggs just flipantly shoots Cindy a dirty look before following his clients.

And we go to commercial

[President Jeff]

We come back from commercial to find the entire Overdrive stage, as well as the ring, covered in streamers and confetti.

Harvey: Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen! During the break, APW staff came to the ring and set all of what you see up, but why?

Chase: According to our segment breakdown, the next thing we’re supposed to see is a tag team match between Warren Peace and Rick Sader, taking on the Studmuffins. What’s this all about?

“Cult of Personality” hits over the loudspeaker, answering the big question.

Chase: He’s here! He’s here! The World Champ is here!

Harvey: Oh I knew he wouldn’t stay quiet for long…

Chase: Wait, what’s this? Security Guards?

From backstage, a dozen security personnel walk out and spread out along the top of the stage. After a few moments, Chaz Dillinger and his entourage, along with Johnny Brown make their way out from the back, dressed from head to toe in the best suits money can buy. They all make their way down the ramp, and into the ring.

Harvey: Wait, where’s the World Heavyweight Champion?

As the entourage has made their way into the ring, the music cuts out and Chaz Dillinger grabs a mic.

Dillinger: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the World Championship Celebration of the man, the myth, the legend… The Enforcer of Sorrow, Nathaniel Havok!

The fans begin to boo, and the boos become deafening.

Dillinger: I know… I know… You saw this on Asylum, but this time it’s going to be different. On Asylum, Jason Kash had the audacity to interrupt our celebration, when he had no room in doing so! So this time, I’ve taken liberty of hiring my own personal security. This way, I can ensure that Nathaniel has the celebration that he rightfully deserves! So, without further ado… Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… The APW World Heavyweight AND Xtreme Champion… Nathaniel Havok!

“Cult of Personality” hits on the loud speaker again, as the fans begin to boo even louder than before. Nathaniel Havok makes his way out of the backstage area with the World Heavyweight Championship around his waist, and the Xtreme Championship over his shoulder. Security steps to the side, allowing the champion access to the ramp leading to the ring. He stops at the top of the ramp, takes the World Title off of his waits, and lifts both titles high in the air. Pyro goes off all around him, in celebration of his championship victories. After the pyro dies out, Nathaniel makes his way down the ramp, and takes the stairs to the ring apron. Johnny Brown (dressed in his ring gear and ready to do battle later with Jason Kash) opens the ropes for Nathaniel, who clutches his titles and his tie, while stepping into the ring. Chaz hands the champion the mic, as his music dies out.

Havok: You’re right, Chaz! This time, it’s going to be different. This time Jason Kash, I dare you to try and interrupt my celebration! I dare you to try and make an ass out of me again, I dare you! Because if you do, the Cult Security Officers have my permission to take you out back, and beat the breaks off your ass, before you’re even able to get in the ring with Johnny Brown tonight!

More boos are garnered from the capacity crowd.

Havok: Now, onto important matters at hand. Like I said last Sunday, Christmas Chaos was the night of my professional wrestling career! Everything came together EXACTLY as it was supposed to! I won back my Xtreme Championship, I damn-near crippled the APW President, and I shocked the world by becoming the APW World Heavyweight Champion!

Nathaniel lifts his titles back up into the air, and garners more heat from the fans. He puts the World Title back on his shoulder, but looks at the Xtreme Championship for a moment. Continuing to look at the Xtreme Championship, he puts the mic back up to his lips.

Havok: But with everything that I accomplished, President Jeff found a way to try and make my life more of a living hell. I received a text message earlier this week, from the APW President. It seems as if laying in that hospital bed, he requested that they surgically give him a set of balls. He told me that I had to choose. Either I had to be the World Heavyweight Champion, or I have to be the Xtreme Champion, but I can’t be both.

The fans cheer, as they like what they’ve heard. Nathaniel continues to look at the Xtreme Championship for a moment, before placing it on the shoulder of Chaz Dillinger. The fans begin to boo now, as Chaz looks at Nathaniel in shock.

Havok: There’s no way in hell that I’m just going to give this title back to Hurricane Jeff! There’s no way I’m going to let him take away what I have earned! I beat the piss out of Pence Weatherlight at Christmas Chaos! There’s a reason why he was in a dark match tonight, and I’m the face of this damn company! Therefore, I declare Chaz Dillinger the APW Xtreme Champion! For what he did for me, for what he did for the Cult of Personality, and for he did for the fans! Chaz Dillinger, wear that championship with pride, and make the Cult proud!

Chaz shakes his head, agreeing with Nathaniel. With a smile from ear to ear, Chaz still can’t believe what Nathaniel’s just done.

Havok: What Chaz did, was make a great business decision! While he understands what professional wrestling is all about, he’s still a smart business man! He knew that if the leader of the Cult had the top piece of gold, the Cult would be the most dominant force in all of Action Packed Wrestling! And he knows that with the power, comes a whole lot more money. Therefore, for his contributions to our cause, and his undying loyalty to the Cult… Chaz, you deserve that belt.

All of the sudden, “Raining Blood” hits on the PA, and the fans pop with cheers for the APW President. Nathaniel and the Cult stand inside the ring, not very amused that they’re being interrupted yet again. Jeff steps out from behind the curtain, but is blocked by the Cult Security. His music dies out, and Jeff is left in a 12 on 1 situation at the top of the ramp.

Havok: Yeah, Jeff! Come on down here, boss! If it’s not Kash, then it might as well be you, right? So go ahead, try and come on down here!

Jeff stands at the top of the ramp. And even though he’s strongly outnumbered by security, he’s still got a cocky grin on his face.

President Jeff: Nathaniel, this has gone on long enough. Yeah, you beat me! But guess what, I’m still here! You should have finished the job! Because as long as I’m still breathing, I run this damn place! Now, as far as the World Championship goes, congratulations. Congratulations on shocking the world, and gaining your first World Title in Action Packed Wrestling. As far as your match with myself, I am man enough to congratulate you for that as well. Congrats on your Xtreme Championship win, as well, AND your CWC victory! But there inlays the problem, champ. You see, being the World Champion, you’re already going to be pulling a ton of double duty, on both shows! And I’ll be damned if I’m going to let you just hand the Xtreme Championship to someone!

Havok: Why not, Jeff? Why not? Because it’s just too easy for you to pull the “I’m the boss” card? Because it’s easier to do that, rather than challenge me to a rematch and get your ass beat again? Why not, Jeff? Come on! Why not?

President Jeff: Because Chaz Dillinger didn’t earn that title, you did! Furthermore Nathaniel, you have no right awarding anybody anything in APW! All decisions go through me first! Therefore, I’ll ask you only once… Walk up here, and hand me the Xtreme Championship.

In the ring, Chaz clutches the APW Xtreme Championship to his chest, shaking his head in defiance of the APW owner.

Havok: And if I don’t?

President Jeff: You know Nathaniel, I thought you would pull some stuff like this. You’re just like a child, you know? I had a plan for this, if things went down this way. Therefore, I’ll fine your ass $25,000, have a tournament, use your money to make a new belt, and award it to the tournament winner. The title that Chaz is holding so close to him right now, will be renamed the APW Nathaniel Havok Play-pin championship, and you can do whatever you want with it. How does that sound, kid? Now, you’ve got until this time next week to decide, Nathaniel. You’ve got until next Overdrive to either give me the title, or give me a check for $25,000. But just remember, that title doesn’t cost more than $20. So I’ll be using your money, to take a little vacation. Now, do yourselves a favor… Get the hell out of my ring, spare us the repetitive bull-crap, and let’s keep the show rolling. Otherwise, I’ll suspend you all, and strip you of both titles. How does that sound, champ?

“Raining Blood” hits on the PA once again as Jeff continues to smirk at Nathaniel. Nathaniel and the Cult are in the ring, none-too-pleased with Jeff spoiling their second celebration.

Harvey: Looks like Nathaniel’s got a few choices to make here!

Chase: This is unfair! Totally unfair!

Overdrive goes to commercial.

[President Jeff]

We cut to a previously recorded video package that opens on...the CWC World Heavyweight Championship?

?: Guten tag mein APW friends, this is an introduction that has quite frankly been long overdue.

The camera pans back slowly, revealing a blond man standing behind the championship belt, dressed in a hideously gaudy pink and orange Valentino suit. A pair of thin red sunglasses rest across the bridge of his nose and his hair is slicked back with a disturbing amount of styling gel. The man smiles broadly at the camera, grabbing the championship belt and tossing it over his right shoulder. The fans in the Amway Center, those who follow the CWC interfed shows, immediately recognize and begin to boo this unwelcome intruder with the hideous German accent.

?: Do not adjust your spectacles my little kiddies, it’s me...Azrael Goeren...your CWC World Heavyweight Champion! Now before all of you APWers get your panties in a bunch, let me tell you that my presence on the show is purely a peaceful one. One of the many benefits I have from being your CWC World Heavyweight Champion is the ability to perform and grace any affiliated promotion with my presence.

Azrael smirks out at the camera and casually glances down at his glistening championship belt.

Goeren: I'm here tonight in Orlando as a fan. I'm downright squishy with excitement over being able to watch all of the great APW talent in person. I've had the privilege of being able to step into the ring with C.J. Gates in the past and at the upcoming CWC Destiny show, I'll be putting up my world heavyweight championship against APW's very own Kurt Noble!

Azrael holds up his hands towards the camera. acting as if he's backing off.

Goeren: Now don't get the wrong idea mein freunds, anyone who knows me can attest to my strong moral character, virtuous behavior and perfect posture. I'm here simply as a guest and as someone who wants to scout his future opponent in person. That being said, my presence here tonight isn't completely altruistic.

Azrael digs into his coat pocket and pulls out a folded up sheet of paper. He slowly unfolds it and holds it up as the camera slowly zooms in to reveal the now familiar Survive and Conquer logo on the top of the page. At the bottom of the page is Azrael's flamboyant signature, taking up most of the paper.

Goeren: I'm also here tonight to announce my participation in the Survive and Conquer pay-per-view. No need to thank me kiddies, it's the least I could do!

The demented German places the contract face down on the table and runs his hands over his title belt once more.

Goeren: So everyone, I hope you enjoy the rest of the show and remember to mark your calendars for the true Megastar's APW appearance at Survive and Conquer. Oh...and Kurt Noble? Do me one small itsy bitsy favor...

Azrael grins again, flashing his pearly white smile.

Goeren: Break a leg out there.

The camera slowly fades to ringside.

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall

The lights go down in the arena and a red spot light spans all over the crowd as they boo loudly then red and white pyrotechnics blast of at the top of the stage and Yarmouth Blade comes out.

Paige: Introducing first, making his Overdrive debut, from New York City, Yarmouth Blade

Yarmouth swaggers down to the ramp ignoring the fans and climb in to the ring with his face looking ice cold.

Harvey: His name is Yarmouth Blade, but he’s from New York.

Chase: Yah, something is wrong with that picture

"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.

Paige: And his opponent, making his return to Overdrive, BLADE!

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 his opponent. They step back and Blade uses the ropes to enter the ring.

Harvey: This right here is the Original Blade

Chase: I hope this match doesn’t get confusing to call

Yarmouth Blade Vs Blade

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The Bell rings and they lock up and Yarmouth gets a knee in on Blade and then throws him into the ropes. Blade runs back and Yarmouth takes him to the mat with an arm drag and locks in an arm bar. Blade fights to his feet and rakes Yarmouth in the eyes and hits him with a few punches, backing him to the corner. Blade hits Yarmouth with a big chop and then throws him to the opposite corner. Blade runs and catches Yarmouth with a clothesline. Blade grabs Yarmouth in a headlock and drags Yarmouths face across the top rope. Blade takes Yarmouth to the corner and gives him a few kicks to the midsection and then pulls him out of the corner and hooks him up for a suplex. He goes to lift Yarmouth, but Yarmouth blocks it and then lifts Blade up with a suplex and drops him, stomach first over the top rope and Blade holds on to the top rope as he stands on the ring apron. Yarmouth runs off the ropes and comes back, hitting Blade with a forearm shot to the face, knocking Blade to the floor.

Harvey: Yarmouth is one tall dude.

Chase: And he want to make a name for himself.

Yarmouth gets out of the ring, lifts Blade up and then picks him up in the air and drops him, causing Blade to land on top of the ring barrier. Yarmouth grabs Blade’s head and smashes it on the ring apron. The ref is at a count of 4 and Yarmouth body slams Blade then rolls into the ring and rolls out to break the count. Yarmouth lifts Blade up and head butts him. Blade stumbles back to the ring post. Yarmouth charges at Blade and Blade ducks out of the way and Yarmouth clotheslines the ring post. Yarmouth grabs his arm as Blade rolls Yarmouth into the ring. Blade slides into the ring, gets to his feet and runs at Yarmouth, taking him down with a clothesline. Yarmouth gets up and Blade throws him into the ropes. Yarmouth comes back and Blade boots him in the gut. With Yarmouth bent over, Blade comes off the ropes and catches him with a knee lift. Yarmouth goes down and Blade goes for a cover
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Harvey: Vicious knee lift from Blade

Chase: Yarmouth might want to count his teeth after that one.

Blade goes to pick Yarmouth up and Yarmouth thumbs Blade in the eye and then drops him with a standing dropkick. Yarmouth gets up and regroups for a second and then gives Blade a few stomps then lifts him up and gives Blade a belly to belly suplex. Yarmouth crawls over for the cover
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Harvey: Blade lost to one new comer on the Asylum Super Show, I don’t think he wants to lose to another one.

Chase: Yarmouth is really dominating Blade here, Yarmouth could pull out an upset.

Yarmouth waits for Blade to get up. Blade slowly does and just as he does, Yarmouth goes for a super kick, but Blade ducks it and, runs off the ropes and takes Yarmouth down with a diving shoulder block. Yarmouth bounces back up and Blade throws him into the ropes and then drives him to the mat with a Spine Buster! Blade covers
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Blade picks Yarmouth up, and throws him into the ropes. Blade goes for a jumping clothesline, but Yarmouth ducks it, hit’s the opposite ropes, comes back and spears Blade. Both guys are down and the ref starts to count them both out.

1..2..3..4..5..6.7...8.…Yarmouth is up first and then Blade. Blade stumbles towards Yarmouth who grabs Blade by his throat, lifts him up and choke slams him to the mat. Yarmouth yells at Blade to get up. Blade struggles to, just as he does, Yarmouth goes for his finisher, he kicks Blade in the gut, goes for a stunner, but Blade shoves Yarmouth off into the ropes, and as he comes back, lifts Yarmouth up in a Argentine backbreaker rack dropped into a DDT

Harvey: The RaZor Blade!!

Chase: Out of no where!

Blade covers Yarmouth
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Blades music hits and the ref raises his arm in victory as Yarmouth rolls out of the ring

Harvey: Yarmouth almost had Blade there, but Blades experience paid off tonight.

Chase: Blade just showed him why he’s the number 1 Blade in APW

Blade continues to celebrate and then Yarmouth slides back into the ring with chair in his hand. With Blade’s back turned to him, Yarmouth swings the chair, connecting across Blade’s upper back. Blade goes down and Yarmouth drops the chair and exit’s the ring.

Harvey: Was a sore loser, Yarmouth lose fair and square

Chase: He just send Blade a message with that chair shot.

Yarmouth heads up the ramp and looks at Blade who is getting up and staring at Yarmouth as the camera instantly cut outside

The scene fades to outside the arena where a big stretch limo has pulled up. The Camera peeks at the rear liscense plate on the car which reads "It's Showtime." The door opens to the back of the limo and out steps "The Real Show" Terry Marvin in a stylish black fitted suit. He smiles as the crowd in the areana cheers loudly. A bunch of fans outside jump and yell for him as he greets them all with some waves and a smile. Then he turns back tot he camera, adjusts his tie, claps his hands together and says.....

Terry: It's Showtime!

Harvey: I CAN'T BELIEVE IT, ITS TERRY MARVIN!!!

Chase: AND HE'S COMING INTO THE ARENA!!!

Harvey: I'm getting word that he's heading to the ring. Folks, we need to take a quick commercial break!!

[President Jeff]

The lights in the arena slowly dim as a hush fills the crowd curious of what is going on. They all look towards the stage as some words scroll on the big screen.

It's Time for Revenge

It's Time for Revolution

It's Time to take Notice

It's Time to get REAL!

IT'S SHOWTIME!!!

The crowd jumps on their feet cheering and chanting loudly now as "HATE ME NOW" plays over the loudspeakers. Blue and Silver lights illuminate the staging area as the song plays for a good minute before out of the back walks "THE REAL SHOW" Terry Marvin to a loud pop from the fans. He smiles as he looks around soaking in this reaction. HE slowly makes his way down the ring slapping hands with the fans all the way. Finally he rolls into the ring and does a spin in the middle before posing on each turnbuckle. He then is handed a microphone from a roadie on the outside. He gets back in the middle, raises the mic to his mouth and is drowned out by crowd as he has to pause and wait for the cheering to go down. Finally he smiles again as the crowd dies down, raises the mic to his mouth and asks.

Terry: "Did ya miss me?"

Loud cheers erupt again and Terry walks around the ring a few times before walking over to a corner and leaning against it.

Terry: "Let me tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was a man who Had worked his entire life to reach the pinical of national wrestling recognition. He's had success all over the country... even over seas. But this time, it was going to be the big hurrah, the big ride, the great voyage. And Everything started off Great. He took the company by storm charging in as a virtual unknown and took SECOND PLACE in the 2011 Survive and conquer match!!!!"

Terry pauses and on cue the crowd pops loudly for him. Terry nods as if they did exactly what was expected of them. A sly grin comes over his face.

Terry: "After that... things were looking up right? I mean, the title shots were gonna come pouring in...and he was FAST on the rise....or maybe not so much. Somewhere along the way, he lost his identity. Somewhere along the way he lost himself. And then somewhere along the way....he just lost, and lost, and lost."

The hangs his head and then raises his eyes up at the crowd as if expecting a reaction and with that they all let out a large "AWWWWW". He smiles again before continuing.

Terry: "When that happens, and a man looks around to see that all his friends are gone, that he is all alone, he often finds that there is only one person to blame. He looks in the mirror, is disgusted by himself and choses that moment to think that maybe...just maybe....the problem is HIM!"

The crowd again all responds on cue with a loud NOOOOOOOOO!

Terry: "See... I know that...and you know that...but back then I wasn't so sure. Back then I doubted myself a lot and it caused me to walk away from the sport I love. Yet here I am standing in front of you once again with a BRAND NEW ATTITUDE. See I finally realize that the problem wasnt me. HELL NO! I am GOD'S GIFT TO WRESTLING!!!!!"

This incites the crowd to loudly cheer again Terry throws his arms up and down really pumping them up. HE lets out a couple battle cries as almost every single fan gets on their feet to show their support to "The Real Show"

Terry: "You're damn right! See it took me a long ass time, but I finally realised that the ones to blame...the ones who really caused my issue...the ones who are truly at fault here....."

The smile drops from his face and a scowl replaces it. He slowly turns in the ring as he screams out.

Terry: "ARE EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU!!!!!"

He points a finger around the crowd who all instantly shut up in shock. You can hear a pin drop in the arena right now as the man they were all supporting just passed the buck to them.

Terry: "YOU were the ones I was trying to impress. YOU were the ones that I was trying to stand up for. YOU were the ones that I went out there each and every night trying to show off for. I began to care ONLY about what you wanted and less about What was good for me! You people STOLE MY SHOT AT GREATNESS. You selfish ASSHOLES....."

WIth that, the crowd is no longer silent. The boos start with a low roar and build up louder and louder and louder as they flow through the crowd.

Terry: "No longer am I in this for you. No longer am I here to do what you want, what you need. From now on, you are NOTHING TO ME!" More boos and a "YOU SUCK" Chant rolls out but this just brings a smile to his face. "I don't give a F*CK about APW... I don't give a F*CK about Overdrive....and I don't give a F*CK about ALL OF YOU!"

Terry now stands in the middle of the ring and points to a banner hanging down that advertises the Survive and Conquer match. He also points to a banner that displays an image of the APW Undisputed Championship!

Terry: "This year, I will not finish second best... I will not have the ball and chain that is YOU FANS to hold me down. This year... I will win survive and conquer. But I will not do it representing APW... OH NO! I will do it representing the winning team.... TEAM SHOWTIME! That's right baby, the only person I represent from now in is MY DAMN SELF!!! Remember 2012 folks....remember it as the year that Terry Marvin destroyed upwards of 80 other wrestlers to be the SOLE SURVIVOR. Remember it as the year Terry Marvin took down all challengers and became the APW CHAMPION. Remember it as the year that a bunch of no tallent bitches BOWED DOWN TO THE GREATEST THING TO EVER HAPPEN TO WRESTLING!"

Loud boos ring out almost drowing Terry out, but he will not be out shone. With a smile he screams over top of the fans.

Terry: "2012 IS THE YEAR OF THE REAL SHOW!

Buckle up boys and girls... It's gonna be a bumpy ride......ITS SHOWTIME!"

Boos ring down as "HAte Me Now" Plays and Terry poses to the fans with his arms out in a very "look at me" kinda way as he soaks in the hate of the whole crowd. He grins before rolling out of the ring and making his way up the ramp, patting himself on the back as he struts up the ramp. He stops one more time turns to the fan, points his finger out at all of them then winks before turning and heading through the back stage area and we go to commercial.

[President Jeff]

The scene opens up backstage, more specifically, in the locker room of APW Undisputed champion C.J. Gates where he and Kurt Noble can be seen talking.

Noble: First Overdrive of the new year and we're both facing tough challenges. Never an easy week in APW, is there?

Gates: Not for the likes of us. The top stars are always getting challenged.

Noble: Speaking of top stars, Rebel seems determined to take your title and your spot. He had some harsh words for you earlier. I mean, the guy’s starting to form lips on his ass at the rate its spewing this nonsense, but he’s not a guy to shove to the side…much like he does to both of us.

Gates smirks and shrugs.

Gates: He's always determined. It's actually one of the qualities that I can actually like about him. I guess you would know that.

Noble: I guess that’s true. And hey, Rebel might think down on you for the choice you made at the Supremacy finale, but I don't. I've still got your back. After all, you might not have fought in the match, but you still helped us win. And who knows, if I was in the same position I might have made the same choice.

Gates: Thanks Kurt, that means a lot. With so many people signing up for Survive and Conquer, we've got to have watch each other’s backs now more than ever.

Noble: My thoughts exactly. There’s only a few APW guys in the event…compared to the 50 or so outsiders. Every alliance is going to matter.

Gates: If it's anything like last year’s event...anything can happen. When the Free Agency was running wild around here, no one was safe.

Noble: Oh, I remember all of that. Level One had quite the following at that time.

Gates: And left quite a path of destruction in his wake. Though, let's worry about tonight's matches first, and go from there. Who knows, maybe there won't be a repeat of last year.

Noble: We can only hope that things go smoothly. But with nearly eighty people signed up? I doubt it. I’ve got a bad feeling about tonight…but hey, maybe Overdrive will actually end in our favor.

Gates: Really Kurt…does it ever?

The two men share a mutual silence as the scene fades to ringside

Paige: The following contest is a Non-Title Tag Team Match scheduled for one fall!

The lights start flashing alternately between yellow and pink as “Sexy and I Know It” begins the play. The Studmuffins make their entrance dressed in light purple leopard print trunks, vests, and white fedoras. Biggs is a few steps behind them, dressed in a nice suit, with his signature blue shades and blue feathers on the shoulders of the suit jacket. They pump their fists and thrust their hips on stage before heading down to the ring, hitting on the women as they go along.

Paige: Making their way to the ring first, accompanied by Biggs, from Miami, Florida, weighing in at a combined weight of 508 pounds, the team of “Sr. Guapo” Armando Asante and “Stunning” Stan Everdeen, The Studmuffins!

Harvey: This is our first chance to get to see The Studmuffins in action! I know the ladies love them already, but I think they're overly obnoxious!

Chase: Just listen to the ovation these two are receiving from the female fans! And the fact that Biggs has decided to manage them just makes them even more awesome!

Once they enter the ring, both Sr. Guapo and “Stunning” Stan begin to gyrate, and remove their vests before throwing their fedoras into the crowd.

“Disgraceland”, by Elvis Hitler, begins to play as Rick comes out wearing a leather jacket, blue jeans, and a white t-shirt. One of the APW Tag Team Belts is slung over his shoulder and his hands are taped up, cigarette in mouth.

Paige: And their opponents, the APW Tag Team Champions, first, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 220 pounds, Rick Sader!

Harvey: Rick Sader is Warren Peace's handpicked partner after what went down at Christmas Chaos, where Warren single-handedly won the titles even after his former partner, Jay Gatsby left him hanging!

Chase: We'll see how good of a choice Rick Sader is tonight as he makes his in-ring debut!

He leaps up onto the apron and looks at the audience as he flicks his cig in their direction.

“Where Eagles Dare,” by The Misfits, blares over the speakers, and the fans boo loudly as Warren Peace enters the arena. He has the other Tag Team Title belt clasped around his waist. He has a perturbed look on his face, as though he hates the very fact that he's on his way to wrestle.

Paige: And his partner, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 200 pounds, Warren Peace!

Harvey: I don't really understand Warren Peace's whole slant of wanting to destroy the wrestling business, nor do I really care to! This guy is a hypocrite, pure and simple!

Chase: Well, even though I disagree with his platform, I can't help but like the wrestling ability displayed by Warren! He won the freakin' Tag Team Titles by himself! If that's not impressive, I don't know what is!

Warren reaches the ring, and glares at The Studmuffins. Sr. Guapo and “Stunning” Stan play it up for the ladies once more, just to annoy Warren. Sr. Guapo and Rick go to their respective team corners, and the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

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Warren Peace and “Stunning” Stan lock up in the middle of the ring, and before Stan can use his size advantage to get the advantage, Warren gives him a hard knee to the midsection, followed up by several clubbing blows to the back that bring Stan to one knee. Warren follows up with another hard knee, this time to the side of the head of Everdeen, sending him to the mat! “Stunning” Stan holds his head in pain as Warren gives him a quick Double Knee Drop to the head! Peace goes for a quick cover, but only gets the one count!

Harvey: Warren Peace is utilizing his knees early and often, and looks to be targeting the head of the larger man!

Warren pulls Stan up by the head and goes to whip him towards the ropes, but Stan reverses it, sending Warren for the ride instead! As Warren comes rushing back, Stan lifts him up and delivers a Samoan Drop! As Warren slowly makes his way back up, Stan rushes in and takes him back down with a quick Fireman's Carry! He then rolls Warren onto his belly, and tries to lock in a Chinlock, but before he can lock his hands, Warren gets his hands up to his face, and rolls out, sliding out of the ring. This draws loud boos from the crowd, while Stan motions for him to come back in. Rick hops off the apron and joins Warren for an impromptu ringside conference. The ref is to the count of five as Sr. Guapo joins “Stunning” Stan in the center of the ring, and they perform stereo hip gyrations, enraging Warren and drawing loud cheers from the ladies! Warren slides back in on 7, and is to his feet immediately. Stan throws a punch his way, but Warren blocks it and responds with a punch of his own, followed up with a quick Short Dropkick that takes Stan's legs right out from beneath him! As Stan falls face-first to the mat, Warren Peace instantly jumps into a Senton Splash to the lower back of his opponent! He then rolls Stan over onto his back, 1
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Harvey: Near fall for Warren Peace there! He's been in control of much of this match so far.

Chase: It's a testament to how good Warren is! Remember, he won the Tag Team Titles in a Triple Threat Tag Team match where he didn't have a partner! A standard tag match should be a breeze for him!

Warren goes to pull “Stunning” Stan up by the head, but Stan gives him a hard shove that sends him stumbling back a bit. As Stan gets back up to his feet, Warren rushes in, only to get lifted up for a Bodyslam! Warren tries to get back to his feet, and goes right back down with another Bodyslam! Warren is to his feet once more, and Stan slams him into the mat with a third Bodyslam, followed up by a quick hip thrust and fist pump! The ladies cheer in delight as Stan points to his corner, and tags in Sr. Guapo! Sr. Guapo gets right on Warren, stomping quickly and many times. He pulls Warren Peace up, and shoots him towards the ropes, pulling off a Japanese Arm-Drag! As Warren rubs his back a bit, Sr. Guapo is quick to pull him up and deliver a Backbreaker right across his knee, doing further damage to Warren's back! Sr. Guapo grabs a hold of Warren's hair to pull him up, and blows a kiss to a fan in the front row, which gives Warren the opening to give him a few hard punches to the midsection, followed up with an Irish Whip to the ropes! On the rebound, he launches Sr. Guapo with a Back Body Drop, and falls forward, crawling to his corner to make the tag! Sr. Guapo is barely to his feet as Rick Sader meets him in the middle of the ring, throwing some downward punches to the side of Sr. Guapo's head! He then applies a Side Headlock, looking to control his opponent. Biggs is yelling to Sr. Guapo from the outside, trying to coach him on breaking the hold, while Rick wrenches the hold! After a few moments, Sr. Guapo throws an elbow to the midsection of Rick Sader, but before he can throw a second, Sader repositions himself to the front of his opponent, and strikes Sr. Guapo with a Knee to the face!

Chase: Not the face! No!

As Sr. Guapo is laid out on the mat, Rick follows up with a few Garvin Stomps before running to the ropes and nailing Asante with a Running Knee Drop! He goes for a cover, 1
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Harvey: Biggs' golden boys appear to be in trouble here with the tag champs!

Rick stays on the attack, pulling Sr. Guapo up by the head, and clobbering him with a series of European Uppercuts that back Sr. Guapo into the neutral corner! Sader takes a few steps back, and runs in for Knockout Running Big Boot, but Guapo gets out of the way at the last moment, getting Sader caught up in the turnbuckle! Sr. Guapo shows some of his fiery Latin disposition by attacking Sader from behind with several striking blows, but the ref gets in between to force Sr. Guapo back to give Sader time to get out from the corner.

Chase: Had Sader hit that, this one would have been over! But he didn't!

As Sader makes his way out of the corner, Sr. Guapo runs towards the ropes near him and jumps up, leaping off to nail Sader with a Springboard Dropkick! As Sader makes his way back up to his feet, Sr. Guapo grabs a hold of his arm, dragging him out to the center of the ring before wrenching Rick's arm and pulling it violently down across his own shoulder! Rick holds his arm in pain, and Sr. Guapo is quick to strike, taking Rick down with a Cross Armbreaker!

Harvey: He hit that move in a flash! Did you see how quick he pulled that off!?

Chase: Rick needs to get out of this, and quick!

Warren is quick to get into the ring and break the hold, stomping Sr. Guapo right in the chest! “Stunning” Stan is quick to run into the ring, but gets a kick to the gut and a DDT for his trouble! Stan rolls out of the ring as Biggs is pulling his hair in frustration on the outside as Warren helps Rick up, and the two of them pull Sr. Guapo up as well. Warren holds Sr. Guapo in position as Rick runs to the ropes, and Warren lets go right as Rick nails The Knockout Running Big Boot! Warren steps out onto the apron to prevent Biggs and Stan from entering the ring as the ref makes the count, 1
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Winners: Warren Peace & Rick Sader[/center]

Paige: Here are your winners, the APW Tag Team Champions, Warren Peace & Rick Sader!

“Disgraceland” begins to play as the ref raises the victors' arms. Warren and Rick both have smug looks on their faces as Stan reaches into the ring to pull Sr. Guapo out. Both Stan and Biggs help hold Sr. Guapo up as they head up the ramp.

Chase: Well I guess Rick Sader proved himself to be a good choice for Warren Peace's Tag Team Partner here tonight, as he spoiled the debut of the Studmuffins!

Harvey: An impressive win for the tag team champs!

The fans continue to boo as Warren and Rick exit the ring to collect their belts and head up the ramps themselves as we go backstage.


Chaz Dillinger and his Executive of Mass Media, DeSean Covington are walking down the hallways backstage. They are going over some business among themselves as the cameras come in for a closer look. From behind comes in Jason Kash. In a rush, he power slaps Chaz in the ass and Chaz Dillinger leaps off ground and grabs his ass. As he lands back on his feet he looks over to see Kash with a huge smile on his face. DeSean crackles in a laughter and Chaz snaps a glare over towards his employee. DeSean's laughter is imediatley silenced. Eyes back on Kash, Dillinger looks a bit angered.

Jason Kash: Did that hurt? Exactly how often does Havok "Michael Jackson" you anyways?

Chaz Dillinger: How often does he "Michael Jackson" me? What does that even mean Kash? You talk a lot of shit for someone who doesn't make much sense, you know that?

Jason Kash: Ask DeSean, he seems to get the joke!

Looking back over to DeSean, Chaz sees him drop another laugh but this one was a quiet laugh. Chaz nods at him and shrugs at the shoulders before the obvious question arises.

Chaz Dillinger: What does he mean by that? Tell me!

DeSean: Nigga wants ta know if Havok' been packin up dat doodoo in yo' poop shoot, I think.

DeSean starts chuckling again, before seeing that Chaz isn't amused. DeSean then goes on the defensive.

DeSean: Yo', that shit's wack, my nigga! Don't be dissin' the King of Pop like dat, kid! ...I mean don't be dissin my homeboy like dat, yo'! Don't you know who we be?

Kash completely ignores DeSean, focusing his attention back on Dillinger.

Jason Kash: So again let me ask you... Did Havok have to take you to dinner before you let him make you his bitch? Because that's what you are Chaz, you're Havok's bitch. Who gives away a Title Shot? Who makes it all about themselves when his so called "Friends" are there for the ride as well? Seems your "Boss" is a little selfish and you just take it. Seems you like being rimmed in the butt...

Chaz Dillinger jumps towards Kash but DeSean grabs him and holds him back. Kash just stands there and smiles at Chaz for a moment. Looking at his eyes, getting a good feel of the emotion inside of Chaz and the hate he can feel from his glare. Kash wipes his mouth and clears his throat. Chaz calms down as the words sink into his thoughts.

Jason Kash: You can continue riding coat tail Chaz but check it out...When his world crumbles, when I see him inside the ring at Survive & Conquer? Who do you think he'll blame for his losses? Remember how his friendship with Sally ended? She meant more to him than you do Chaz...Think about that, watch that tape again. His emotions? They are shattered, cannot be fixed and when he erupts it won't be against competition like myself. It'll be against someone he hits from behind, someone he feels is below him, someone he feels he has control over. Like a woman much like Sally was and the exact thing that you've become to him. I've got to run though, True Bitch is about to get put Under The Influence! Haha, Light It Up!

As Kash walks away, Chaz Dillinger has a spaced out stare on his face as he stares across the empty hallway. DeSean slowly creeps away from Chaz and jogs up to Kash and taps him on the shoulder. Kash turns around expecting to be attacked but DeSean pops a grin as he asks Kash a private question. Not wanting Chaz to hear him anyway..

DeSean: Yo' nigga, you got any of dat chron-don for sale? Some of dat sticky-ickey? I'm tryin' to get faded, ya heard?

Kash almost laughs, looks over at Chaz who is trying to listen in on the conversation. Kash reaches into his pocket and pulls out a sandwich bag with about a dime worth of marijuana inside it. He holds it up and then looks at DeSean before speaking out in response.

Jason Kash: Only thing I've got for "Cult" members is noses busted and bones dislocated. You need any of that right now?

Kash turns and walks away leaving DeSean looking like he is hurting for some green. Chaz calls out his name and they begin to leave the hallway as the cameras cut to commercial.

[President Jeff]

The crowd stirs as the arena darkens a single spotlight shine downs upon the entrance stage. After several seconds of intense silence a man steps out from behind the curtains wearing an Gucci suite with a platinum wrist watch; an orange scarf draped around his neck in a bold fashion statement.

Harvey: Who the heck is this clown? And what the hell is he doing here? I don't believe he's appearing in the survive and conquer battle royal!

Chase: I don't know about you Harvey, but those girls sure do look familiar!

Two twin girls professionally dressed with skirts as far down to their knees join the man taking center stage. The girls sport their hairs in pony tails and arrogantly wear sunglasses to deal with the spotlight shining down on them. The main man reaches into his suite and retrieves a microphone.

Harvey: Oh great, now we need to listen to him speak!

''My name is... Felipe DeLoren!''

The crowd immediately begins to boo; smelling the scent of foreign blood. Felipe DeLoren looks at the crowd disgusted by their interruption. Felipe DeLoren sulks as he passes the microphone to the twin on the right. Felipe takes a step forward but looks down and freezes in an awkward pose... in a rage he puts his foot back down onto the stage and rips the microphone out of the hand of his accomplice.

Felipe DeLoren: How DARE you leave this ring ramp dirty, unpleasant and thus undeserving of my presence! You pigs better fix this and fix this fast!

The crowd boos as ring staff begin to scramble at his demands. A red carpet is quickly rolled out upon request as Felipe DeLoren and his two female accomplices arrogantly strut down the ramp and into the ring.

Harvey: I just received the word Chase; that this is not in fact the first APW appearance by 2/3's of this trio.

Chase: What? What else do you know, Harvey? TELL ME WHAT ELSE YOU KNOW!

Felipe DeLoren takes center ring, microphone in hand.

Felipe DeLoren: For those of you who have been living under a rock, I am Felipe DeLoren one of the most powerful men in wrestling for what I have been lucky enough to inherit. Beside me stand my two girlfriends, Kia and Violet LeWinter. Several months ago, they were led by their brother here on overdrive but due to a horrible accident he is no longer with us...

Kia and Violet LeWinter lower their heads at the mention of their brothers misfortune as they fight back their emotions.

Felipe DeLoren: However most importantly, during this event on Overdrive the APW had lost their biggest and brightest star. His contract bought out and put on the shelf for several months to come. Well, I Felipe DeLoren now have control of this contract and the man who's held by it and can do with it, as I see fit!

Felipe DeLoren grins ear to ear as the crowd quiets down.

Felipe DeLoren: So without further ado, I present you all with the Syndicate's number one prospect! The man who will survive and conquer! The man who will bring destruction to the entirety of the APW without a single show of bias...he is...Lester ''LEVEL-ONE'' Only!

The camera pans over to the crowd with several faces captured in shock. Put you on game by Lupe Fiasco attacks to the PA system as Lester ''L1'' Only steps out from behind the curtain.

Harvey: Chase, it's...

Chase: LEVEL-ONE! It's him! He's back! Oh my god, I think I am going to pass out!

Chase rips off his headset and runs towards the ring. He hops up onto the apron, shouting his thanks to Felipe DeLoren who looks at him with disgust. Kia LeWinter takes a step forward and smacks Chase right in the face sending him off the apron and wheeling towards the announce table in pain.

Harvey: Are you okay, Chase?

Chase: Under any other circumstances I'd say no... but oh my god, this is the greatest news since the birth of my child!

The camera pans back to Level-One with a microphone in hand. The crowd cheers his name but he doesn't say anything. He just holds the microphone and stares at Felipe DeLoren, emotionless.

Felipe DeLoren: If you have any objections, please feel free to air your grievances now Mr. Only...

Several seconds pass before he bothers to lift the microphone to his mouth.

Lester ''L1'' Only: The name is ''Level-One'' too you...

Level-One slams the microphone onto the ramp, turns his back on Felipe DeLoren and the thousands of fans that were cheering his name as he walks out of the arena. Felipe DeLoren wears a smile a mile wide across his face as the scene comes to a close.

[President Jeff]

Coming in from commercial, the din of the crowd cheering can be heard as backstage Kurt Noble is seated on a number of packing flats, leaning back against the concrete wall with his head turned to his right looking at someone just out of sight, caught in midsentence.

Noble: … it’s just like old times.

The camera zooms out and seated next to him in fading True Religions and a snug fitting white Abercrombie and Fitch t-shirt is his former tag team partner, Chris Hart.

Hart: You’ve traded in your gold for that stick though.

Noble raises the white cane in the air as he smirks at Chris who leans back against the wall as well. Staring around at the menagerie of characters running around behind the scenes; makeup artists, producers, stage hands and Shane West soaring by in search of the latest scoop, he lets forth a small sigh.

Hart: Ya know … I kinda miss this.

Noble: What?

Hart: Bein’ around the entire scene, it’s different. For six days it’s nothin’ but shit. Politics, egos, back stabbin’. Then that one day comes where everything just seems right.

Noble: You know there’s nothing stopping you from coming back. We need more guys like you around here.

Hart: Naw, I meant it when I said I was done.

Noble: So did I, but look at me. Guys like us, we’ll never be done with this…because It’s not a job for us. It’s the way we live.

Hart: Yeah, a decrepit old man limping …great living there Kurt.

Chris is interrupted as Noble punctuates his statement by rolling up the sleeve of his t-shirt and revealing the letters ‘ACM’ on his right shoulder. Chris stares at them for a moment before shaking his head.

Noble: You were, sorry, are too good to not get your shot at the limelight Chris. There’s no reason this couldn’t be you in my position. I know why you left and I understand, but I firmly BELIEVE that you could take Survive and Conquer …

Medea: Hubris, Mr. Noble.

Kurt is shut up by Angela Medea, catching the last few words of his sentence as she strides into the picture.

Medea: While I’m pleased to see that the confidence issue Mr. Monkwood was saying you were suffering from appears to have dissipated, it’s still a little early to be talking about ‘taking’ Survive and Conquer, especially given our competition tonight. Besides, you’ve should’ve been stretching ten minutes ago not gossiping like a school girl.

Noble: No. I was saying that …

Medea: I know what you were saying Kurt. Perhaps you should be doing more acting, and less ‘saying.’ That’s how you’ll get the Overdrive Championship back.

Noble: I …Medea, this is-

Medea cuts Kurt off with an icy glare as Kurt stays sitting unmoved. The standoff continues for a few moments before Medea budges ever so slightly as Chris Hart stares at her.

Medea: Two minutes Kurt, and not a second more. WE can’t afford to lose this match.

Medea strides past Noble and Hart, paying absolutely no attention to the latter as he turns and shakes his head at Noble.

Hart: And I thought Robert was a tosser.

Noble lets out a loud chuckle as the camera cuts away to ringside.

Paige: The following match is a Grudge Match! The Winner will be determined by Pinfall or Submission. Introducing first, from the Great United Kingdom...."TRUE BRIT" JOHNNNNYYY BRRROOOWWWWNNN!!!

The low intro to “Town Called Malice” plays across the arena. At the top of the ramp the lights flashing to the beat show a figure at the top of the ramp. As the chorus kicks in Johnny Brown turns flicks his arms out to herald his arrival. He struts to the ring ignoring the crowd nodding his head to his own theme. Johnny stops his march to listen to his introduction raising his hands high, beckoning to no-one in-particular that he is here. He springs lithely to the apron, wipes his boots then steps between the ropes. His bomber jacket is quickly unzipped and tossed to the ring girl.

Harvey: "The Cult" is really trying to prevent Jason Kash from getting his hands on Havok. What happens here in this rematch between Kash and Brown?

Chase: I think Jason Kash is determined but numbers are against him. How can he prevent "The Cult" from stepping in and crippling his chances? Not sure he can, with nobody behind him, Kash is out here alone.

Paige: And his Opponent...Hailing from Houston, TX by way of Atlanta, GA! He is "The INFLUENCE" and the Former APW World Heavyweight Champion...He Is...JAAASSOONNN KAAAASSSH!!!!

As the theme for Monday Night Football begins to play and the rap beat merges in and begins to thump, pulsing the heads of fans filling the arena, Jason Kash steps out from the back as the music spills out vibrating the arena as fans get to their feet. Adora Bailey steps out behind Kash and moves to his side as he steps to the center of the Entrance Ramp. Kash leans forward and slaps the metal stage three quick taps and then puts his two fingers to his mouth, hits the "Air Joint" as do all his fans.

Two puffs and his arms shoot up above him as the fans let out a chant of "LIGHT. IT.UP". Kash stops and signals for Adora to head back to the back, she hesitates but does as directed. Kash then heads to the ring, touching air joints with a few fans leaning over the guard railing. He gets to ringside and leaps up, feet onto the ringside apron. He dips into the ropes and throws his arms up once again in the center of the ring. His eyes look over at Johnny Brown who is standing at a corner post inside the ring.

Chase: Kash sending Adora to the back might have saved her from harm if "The Cult" shows up during this match.

Harvey: Kash looks focus and ready to do the dang thing!

Grudge Match

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Johnny Brown Vs Jason Kash


Johnny Brown attacks before the bell sounds off but Kash is ready and drives a knee into Brown's gut. Kash wraps an arm around Brown's head and runs, hitting a quick bulldog to start off the match. Kash gets up, Brown gets up following him and Kash allows it. They exchange some verbal trades but lock up to start the match officially. Brown ducks under the grapple and pulls Kash's arm behind his back in an arm wrench.

Pushing Kash forward after yanking up the arm, Brown throws a snapping hook and catches Kash in the jaw as he turns towards him. Kash returns the shot and they trade a few before Kash gets the upper hand and hits 2, 3, 4 solid shots into Brown's grill. It walks him back into the corner, his back to the turnbuckles. Kash slams into Brown with a back elbow and then drives another knee into Brown's midsection.

Kash lifts Brown and places him onto the top turnbuckle. Kash comes up with an Uppercut that pops Brown's head up, Kash spins around quickly and cracks Brown with a Rolling Elbow that lands perfectly. Brown slumps on the turnbuckle and Kash climbs up in front of him, his feet balanced on the second turnbuckle. Kash starts to setup a Superplex but Brown reverses the grapple and Underhooks Kash by the arms, Brown pushes and leaps from the turnbuckle, planting Kash with a Double Underhook Piledriver off the turnbuckles. Brown tries to make the cover but instead he starts pounding fists into Kash's face, his head bounces off the mat and Brown gets in rhythm with the bouncing of Kash's head, turning it into a variation of a speed bag.

Brown stops drilling Kash and locks in an Anaconda Choke and Kash squirms, his legs thrust up. Kash reaches with his free hand and grabs the tights of Johnny Brown and pulls up. The wedgie digs into Brown and he releases the hold as his "arse" has become uncomfortable. Kash rolls away from Brown as True Brit gets up and pulls at his wedgie, getting it right and good to go. He does and steps over to Kash who is sitting in the corner with his back to the turnbuckle pads and his ass is on the canvas.

As Brown approaches, Kash grabs the middle ropes on each side of the middle turnbuckle and pulls himself up, throwing a foot up into Brown's face and it stuns him, stumbles him back a few steps. Kash gets up and rushes Brown and leaps passed him, grabs the head from behind and drops him with a "UTI" Falling Neckbreaker. The crowd ERUPTS as Kash nails his finisher and the former Champion turns Brown over but doesn't cover the leg.

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Chase: Oh, just like on Asylum! Brown is going to break Kash down using Havok's Finishing Moves! This is just crazy!!

Harvey: Think I can get Kash's autograph while he's here even if he loses this match? Big match to lose ya know...What'chu think?

Chase: I think we should see what happens..

Doesn't take long for Kash to slowly get up to his feet. He is holding the ropes, arms stretched out to keep his balance and his eyes are locked on Havok standing at the stage. Kash lets go of the ropes and turns around to see Brown coming in fast with his shoulder down. Kash lifts a knee and catches Brown in the nick of time right in the open mouth. Blood drips from Brown's lip as he just falls flat onto the canvas, almost as if a spaceship ran out of gas and fell out the sky. Kash stumbles back but stays on his feet. He pulls Brown up but he only gets to his knees and Kash stands in front of Brown and slaps him across the face.

Brown tilts but doesn't fall over, he remains on his knees. Kash goes into a rush and hits slap after quick and violent slap. Johnny Brown's face is bright red and darkening with each passing second. Kash turns back towards Havok and pointed at him before Rolling once again and cracking Brown with a Diving Rolling Elbow. Brown folds back and lands on his back. Kash stumbles over his fallen opponent and Havok is getting ansty on the stage. He grabs Chaz by the shirt and mumbles something that can't be heard. Kash gets back to his feet, he leans over and slaps the canvas three times to signal for his finisher. Havok goes irrate as Kash signals for his Finisher, he grabs Chaz by the shirt and pulls him forward, wanting him to go down and distract Kash from the match. Chaz begins to head down the ramp.

Harvey: The Numbers game will now begin!

Chase: Can Kash overcome them this time...Wait, who is that coming over the Guard Railing?

Harvey: Wait, is that...That's Odin Balfore, APW's newest signing! Whats he want with this situation?

Chase: Oh no, see what he's carrying with him!?!

Odin Balfore steps over the Guard Rail carrying a Sledgehammer that is propped over his shoulder. He looks like a long haired and grey Paul Bunyon with the hammer. The big man walks over to the entrance ramp and stands not 10 yards from Chaz Dillinger. Dillinger stopping in his tracks and looking back at Havok for leadership. Havok is going nuts on stage, belt gets thrown across the stage as he stomps and curses up something fierce. Havok walks down the aisle way and acts like he's gonna approach Odin but Havok shoves Chaz at Odin. Chaz gets blasted in the stomach with the Sledgehammer and he tumbles overhead onto the floors. Havok backs off and looks into the ring as the camera switches back to the in ring action.

Kash claps his hands together and turns around to Johnny Brown now that Havok and Chaz are blocked off. Brown is staggering as he holds himself up on his feet. Kash waits and as Brown takes a step in his direction, Jason Kash rushes Brown and Johnny Brown moves and single hand tosses Kash through the ropes to the outside of the ring. Brown drops down to on knee and Kash with the cheering of the crowd gets up as the referee gets to 7 on the Count Out. Johnny Brown dips outside the ropes and walks over, pushes the Ring Announcer back and grabs the Official Ring Bell from the small podium it sits on during matches.

Harvey: Oh this cannot turn out good!

Brown turns to Kash prepared to strike him down but Kash ducks a bell ringer and drives Brown into the side of the ring. Brown drops down to a knee, Kash steps back and rushes in with a Drive-By Big Boot that slams Brown's head against the edge of the ring apron. Kash rolls Brown into the ring, he grabs the ring bell and places it right inside the ring and gets up on the ring apron, still on the outside of the ropes.

Kash stands there, waits for Brown to get to his feet. His groggy, dazed from everything and a Big Boot that Kash has hit him with. He turns towards Kash and Kash springboards up onto the top rope, flies through the empty space above the ring and flows over Brown's head, grabbing it and coming down with a Springboard Blockbuster. Kash slides but twists into a sprinters position and gets to his feet from there. Havok going livid at the entrance aisle as him and Chaz stand. APW Security rushes out from the back and stand between Odin and the members of "The Cult".

Chase: About time APW sends out security, we have a match still going on people!

Harvey: I think Odin being here is welcomed by "The Influence", might have saved him a loss here if he can win this match.

Kash pulls Johnny Brown up to his feet and shoves him against the ropes nearby. The ring bell laying very close to Brown's feet. Kash comes in and drills an elbow into Brown's lower back. Brown throws back an elbow of his own and catches Kash in the eyebrow. Brown bends over to grab the ring bell below his feet. He stands up and turns towards Kash to find Kash coming at him with another Rolling Elbow. Brown lifts the bell and Kash connects hard with his elbow against the steel bell and he grabs his elbow in an instant pain that shoots through his entire arm. Brown goes to hit Kash with the bell but Kash ducks the shot attempt. Brown spins around and comes at Kash who is now leaning on the ring ropes.

Brown comes in, hands both on the bell above his head. Kash lifts a shoulder and shoulder lifts Brown over the ropes. Brown manages to catch himself and land on the ring apron outside the ropes. Kash throws a middle kick that pops Brown in the midsection. Kash moves to the left of Brown, exits the ring onto the ring apron himself. Brown starts to turn around where Kash is at but Kash runs in a few steps along the ring apron, leaps off the ring, grabbing Brown's head from behind and both men fall off the ring, hitting the mats to the outside floor. Kash driving Brown's head in a "UTI" Falling Neckbreaker, Brown collapses down onto his shoulders. His body goes limp and falls flat on his side. It takes a few seconds but Kash forces himself up using the ring side. He pulls, almost free lifts Brown up, flopping his body against the ring side apron. Kash rolls Brown into the ring, Brown's eyes up in his head out cold. Kash slides in and covers Brown's limp body as the referee begins the count.

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Winner: Jason Kash[/center]

Chase: He did it! Thanks to Odin Balfore, Thanks to APW Security, Jason Kash can now make a real claim at being the Real #1 Contender and having his rematch at Survive & Conquer!!

His theme music plays through the arena and Odin Balfore climbs up the steel steps and steps over the top rope to enter the ring. Kash up on his feet turns to see Odin in the ring. The sledgehammer sitting on his shoulder but Odin sticks out his free hand for Kash to shake. Kash smiles and lets out a laugh before shaking the big man's hand. The two clearly have a history. Havok and Chaz on the other side of the APW Security Guard wall look pissed off. Kash backhands Odin in the chest and the two leave the ringside via the fans. Odin not interacting with them but Kash dives off the guard rail into the crowd, most hold his weight and let him down onto his feet. All smiles as he gets his match with Havok for sure now.

Overdrive goes to commercial

[President Jeff]

Paige: The following is a singles match-up scheduled for one-fall!

The melody of "Cold War" by Janelle Monae signals the arrival of Keaton Saint, who makes his presence known as the song begins to pick up tempo. Saint makes his way to the ring high-fiving some of the fans in the attendance before entering the ring and preparing himself for the match ahead.

Paige: Introducing first, weighing in at 248 pounds, and hailing from London, England… Keaton Saint!

Harvey: Keaton Saint is without a doubt one of the most valuable free agents APW has ever acquired! This is the second ever appearance of the former CWC Hardcore Champion in APW, and we're sure he's going to make waves in APW for 2012!

Chase: He's okay...would have been nice if he brought the CWC Hardcore Title with him, but beggars can't be choosers...

Harvey: If he wins the title back at CWC Destiny, we may see that happen!

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 Calgary, Alberta, Canada… Kurt Noble!

Keaton Saint vs. Kurt Noble

The crowd instantly goes into alternating “NOBLE” and “SAINT” chants as the bell rings. Both Noble and Saint step forward, and shake hands in a sign of respect. Both men step apart, and the aura of the ring changes as they begin to circle about, watching the movements of one another. Both men move in, and lock-up. Although Saint is the bigger man, Noble is able to push Saint into the corner! However, Saint then begins to push against Noble, and the two men move right back to the middle of the ring. Suddenly, Noble breaks the hold and tries to apply a crossface to Saint! However, Saint shifts the momentum, and hits an arm drag on Noble! Noble kips back up, and jumps to avoid a sweeping leg kick, before backing up and hitting Saint with a clothesline. Saint quickly gets back up, and both men take offensive positions, but pause as the crowd showers them in cheers!

Harvey: Listen to that crowd! There’s a lot of respect for these two wrestlers here tonight, especially considering how closely related their styles of wrestling are. There’s a powerful speediness to both of them.

Chase: How about you stop drooling on the table over Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dumb?

The two men smirk at one another, before locking up again. This time, Saint gains the advantage as he twists Noble’s arm, but Noble rolls through it, trips Saint, and then goes for the Quixotic Lock (Ankle Lock)! Saint rolls through, and Noble goes into the corner! Noble charges Saint, but gets a drop toe hold by Saint himself, who then goes for the Keaton Clutch (Japanese Strangehold/Camel Clutch Combination). However, Noble twists himself out of it, and goes for a headlock, but Saint lifts both men up. Saint pushes Noble away, and takes him down with an elbow smash! Noble quickly gets back, and checks his nose for blood as Saint watches him. The two men continue to watch one another, before Noble puts his hand forward for a test of strength! Saint takes his up on the offer, and the two men begin to push against one another!

Harvey: And now a test of strength! Maybe this could be the factor that gives one man the advantage in this evenly contested match! These two men obviously have learned one anothers style from their time together in the New Experts.

Chase: I hope Saint breaks Noble’s fingers. At least then he could take a break from being beaten by Johnny Rebel for a while!

Harvey: You’re so bitter…

Noble pushes against Saint, and the two men don’t move for a few seconds…that is, until Saint pushes Noble into the corner! Saint then begins to hammer on Noble with a set of chops, but Noble reverses the position and begins to hit his own set on Saint! The two men go back and forth trading their chops, but Saint once again gains the advantage and chops Noble against the ropes. He Irish Whips Noble, but Noble reverses…only for Saint to duck a clothesline, and respond with a release Aztec Suplex! Saint then flips over Noble for a sunset flip pin, but Noble rolls over and forms his own pin…

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Saint stands up, and dashes towards Noble, but gets an arm drag from Noble! Saint stands up, and delivers one to a charging Kurt Noble! Saint then hops on Noble again for the Keaton Clutch, but Noble slides himself backwards and latches onto Saint’s ankle for the Quixotic Lock! Saint rolls over, and pushes Noble off! Noble rebounds off the ropes, and runs in, but gets grabbed for a belly to belly suplex! However, Noble holds his ground, and then delivers his own belly to belly suplex to Saint! He then rushes in, and grabs both of Saints legs for the Dance with the Devil (Sharpshooter), but Saint reaches for the ropes and holds onto them. He clings to the bottom rope…but Noble runs off the ropes, and baseballs slides Saint to the mats below! Saint gets up, and Noble grips the ropes to fling himself over…but Saint ducks! Noble sees this in mid-air, and lands on the apron. He ducks a swipe from Saint, before delivering a small kick to Saint’s head. Noble then uses the ropes to springboard back for a moonsault!

Harvey: Well that was impressive! Noble’s gained a bit of the offensive advantage in the match, but he’s definitely putting a strain on that leg of his with the baseball slide and moonsault.

Chase: You hear that Keaton Saint? You’re being beaten by a cripple! A CRIPPLE!

Noble is slow to get up, as he clutches his knee in pain. He grabs Saint, and throws him back into the ring. Saint stumbles upwards, but turns into a DDT from Noble! Noble lifts up Saint, and Irish Whips him, but Saint brings back Noble, and goes for a midsection kick. Noble catches the kick, and Saint counters with a Dragon Screw kick! Noble falls over and clutches his head as Saint stands up. He lifts up Noble, and drills him with a running powerslam! He holds a pin on Noble…

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Harvey: Noble is really looking in rough shape right now! He might need to be checked out after the match! Keaton Saint is definitely on track to winning this match if he can keep Noble down like that!

Chase: Oh, he needs help, trust me. One too many knocks to the head…

Harvey: You know what your new year’s resolution should be? Be nicer to Kurt Noble!

Chase: When there’s something to be nice about, I will!

Noble struggles to throw his arms to the ropes, but he is way out of range! Noble fades, but the crowd’s “NOBLEDRIVE!” chants restore some fight in him! Noble begins to stand up, and elbows Saint in the stomach! Saint breaks the hold, and receives a chop from Noble! The two men trade groggy chops, but a particularly nasty one from Saint throws Noble off balance. Saint then runs off the ropes…right into a spinebuster from Noble! Noble gets some fire back in his steps, as he takes down Saint with a set of clotheslines! He grabs Saint, and Irish Whips him into the corner, before absolutely reddening Saint’s chest with chops! Saint then responds with a European Uppercut that sends Noble staggering back, but Saints charge fails as Noble ducks and hits Saint with a German suplex! Noble then hits two more, before taking Saint down and locking in the Quixotic Lock! Saint struggles, and writhes about in pain! Noble pulls him away from the ropes…but Saint rolls under for a schoolboy pin!

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Harvey: What?!? It’s totally dark in here!!!

Chase: Looks like APW is starting off not paying their electric bill!

As the lights turn back on, Noble has released Saint, and the two are standing around awkwardly, wondering what has occurred. Suddenly, the titantron here in the Amway Center lights up with the unfamiliar faces of two women both of whom look at one another with a smile as the one on the right, opens up the video.

Chaud: Hi there! I hope you fans are not being completely bored to death by this match. I suppose I can’t wrestle in every promotion to make sure things end up exciting. My name is Aspen Chaud; currently a member of the prestigious Galveston Island Wrestling company and this is my dear friend Alexis Terry.

Noble and Saint both seem confused by the two as Alexis Terry takes over.

Terry: Oh dear Aspen, did you see those two losers! How exciting...NOT! I hope the fans didn't pay money to see this! I mean I know there is only one Alexis Terry and one Aspen Chaud but clearly they can do better than this? Is this our competition for that stupid battle royal Aspen? I might just let you do this alone if that's the case.

Aspen chuckles along with Alexis both having a laugh at the men in the ring’s expense as Aspen answers her.

Chaud: That’s so true. Supposedly there is like a bajillion wrestlers in this Survive and Conquer match and none of them are that good. I know that a few other guys from GIW are supposed to be in it and when it’s all said and done you know who will take home the win? Me…or maybe you?

Aspen first points to herself proudly then quickly realizes who she is with and then smiles looking back at Alexis and pointing at her.

Terry: It's certainly not going to be the two in the ring I can tell you that. Frankly, these fans are looking at the winner. It's either going to be me, England's finest export, Alexis Terry or Galveston's favorite Queen, Aspen Chaud. Maybe if the fans are lucky, we might show up next week? What about it Aspen, think we should treat the Action…wait...what's this company's name again?

Alexis looks over at Aspen confused as the two have to think long and hard about what exactly the name of the company is. Noble and Saint are both seething as an “APW” chant booms in the arena!

Chaud: You know what? Who cares? Fact of the matter is, the only thing this company will be known for will be one of the two of us winning the Survive and Conquer match. And there is nothing any of you untalented losers can do about it. Now excuse us, we have a show to get back to. Enjoy the show…

The two break up laughing as the video feed cuts off with the fans all confused about who the girls were, though it was clear none of them were fans.

Harvey: Oh my GOD! GIW has invaded APW, and might have just ruined a perfectly good match! It looks like APW isn't the only promotion that wants the top draw for Survive & Conquer!

Chase: Seriously? Those two chicks were way more exciting than Hurt Noble and Keaton Faint! Get them back on the screen!

Noble and Saint both face one another, before turning to the referee and wondering what happens now. He simply motions for the two go resume wrestling! They lock-up, resuming focus back on one another. Noble kicks Saint in the stomach, and goes for the Mark of Nobility (Inverted Olympic Slam), but Saint breaks free in mid-air, kicks Noble, and then nails him with two suplexes! For the third, he moves over to the ropes, and lifts Noble onto the top turnbuckle. He gets up…and superplexes Noble down! Both men are down, and Saint throws his arm over Noble…

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Chase: No! I just want it to end!

Harvey: After that impressive superplex by Keaton Saint, I surely thought it was!

Saint stands up, and signals for the end! He stands over Noble, who struggles to pull himself up. He grabs Noble, and Irish Whips him for the Paragaon Backbreaker (Spinning Sidewalk Slam to Backbreaker). However, Noble breaks free just in time, before grabbing Saint for the Noble Neckbreaker (Rolling Cutter)! He spins for it, but at the last moment, Saint pushes Noble against the ropes. Noble rebounds right into a small package!

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Saint gets to his feet and celebrates his victory as the ref raises his arm in victory and Noble is shocked that the match ended that fast.

Harvey: Only takes one small mistake and the match can be Over

Keaton continues to celebrate as Noble gets to his feet. The two meet in the middle of the ring and Noble extends his hand and Keaton shakes it. Noble raises Keaton’s arm up and the fans cheer. Noble leaves the ring allowing Keaton to continue his celebration.

Harvey: Great sportsmanship from Kurt Noble here.

Chase: Deep down he’s pissed. I know it.

Keaton celebrates in the ring and Kurt heads up the ramp walking backwards. Just as Kurt gets to the top of the ramp, Azrael Goeren comes out from behind the curtain and nails Kurt in the back of the head with a forearm shot, sending him to the ground.

Harvey: Azrael Goeren, he’s not part of APW!!!

Chase: He obviously doesn’t like Kurt Noble!

Azrael stands over Kurt. Keaton see’s this and exit’s the ring and runs up the ramp after Azrael. Azrael Goeren heads backstage as Keaton stops to help Kurt and we go to commercial.

[President Jeff]

The scene opens with the camera focussed on a framed picture of Her Royal Highness Queen Elizabeth II of England. The camera zooms out to reveal a home that could be described as ‘regal splendour’. It is the home of Julius Farquhar who now comes into the shot, seated and facing the camera.

Julius: Good evening to all of my fans watching around the world. First of all I must apologise for not being able to entertain you in the flesh tonight; I know I am the principal reason you watch APW television, so far be it from me to deny you your weekly dose of the English splendour just because of some oversight by the booker’s office.

Julius crosses his legs and continues.

Julius: Now in case you morons haven’t realised I am the APW rising star for 2011. That means I am at this moment in time the hottest athlete on the APW roster: I am the guy everybody will look to for inspiration; I’m the guy everybody looks at as the future; I’m the reason the guys in the main event are looking over their shoulders. Nobody else, just Julius. However, here I am sat in my home in Windsor and not there in Orlando proving again the superiority of the quintessentially English. Why, I hear you ask.

Julius: I wish I knew myself. I’ve tried contacting President Jeff directly, but he’s too busy it seems buttering up all those deadbeats he calls his top-line performers, or pushing somebody else over me. Not only has he not booked me for two consecutive events now, he hasn’t even bothered to return my calls.

Julius shakes his head indignantly.

Julius: After I beat Zachary Rodell and stole the show at Christmas Chaos in APW’s first ever and greatest flag match, and after winning two awards at the 2011 APW Awards it should have been obvious I was as hot as the water I use to make my tea. It should have guaranteed my place in the main event at the start 2012, but instead I’m sat here at home and you are all forced to watch a bunch of guys I wouldn’t even trust with my dry cleaning. It just will not do and it is an outrage.

Julius adjusts his tie.

Julius: Anyway I know when I am not wanted, and I’m not about to stand around and watch inferior human beings get pushed up the ladder before me. So I’ve taken matters into my own hands and secured my own promotion. I’ve discovered there is one man in this organisation who truly appreciates the Quintessentially English and he recognises me as the future of APW and therefore wants to give me the platform to make it to the top. Unfortunately for you that man is not President Jeff and he is not on Overdrive. He is in fact Reginald Schmidt, the General Manager of Asylum.

Julius pauses for effect.

Julius: I did consider the fans of Overdrive, but after a couple of seconds of thinking about those gormless expressions that stare vacantly at me every week I decided you weren’t worthy of a the quintessentially English experience. I thought I could make Overdrive a truly aristocratic programme, but in this case where there is a will there is not always a way. Like Sodom, Overdrive is doomed be a decadent and corrupt environment where idiots that barely pass for human beings rule the roost. Asylum is an altogether different affair: Reginald Schmidt is a man who knows quality when he sees it; a man who inspires his roster; a man who understands the importance of my credentials; a man who recognises that APW needs to become more quintessentially English and with me as his top-line competitor knows Asylum can become the number one watched show in Windsor, England.

At this point Manservant comes into the scene carrying a silver tray full of all the necessities for afternoon tea. Manservant begins to pour Julius a fresh brew as the scene to ringside.


Paige: The following contest is your MAIN EVENT of the evening and is scheduled for one fall

#SIMPLY F'N PUT!

A recorded voice comes over the loud speaker and "Smoke on the Water" by Deep Purple blasts over the PA. Johnny Rebel comes out in a gold robe shimmering in the lights. "SIMPLY PUT" is written in silver on the back. His blonde goatee is neatly trimmed and blonde hair is freshly cut; his eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses.

#IT'S TIME TO PRAY THE PRICE!

Paige: Introducing first, from Chicago Illinois, weighing in at 234 pounds, he is the current APW Overdrive Champion, JOHNNY REBEL!!

The crowd has come unglued in their hatred for Rebel. He gets to the ring and pulls a camera man down to the ground and on all fours as Rebel uses him as a stepping stone to get in the ring. He takes off his robe to reveal his gold tights and tasseled white boots. He poses on the second turnbuckle with both hands held high.

Harvey: Just wanted to point out, on the first Overdrive of the year last year, CJ Gates faced off against the Champion, Level One at the time and now CJ is the champ.

Chase: You saying Johnny Rebel will be Undisputed Champion at this time next year?

Harvey: I’m just throwing out some facts, you make your own decisions.

“Shooting Star” by Black Stone Cherry begins to play as the fans cheer loudly. C.J. Gates quickly makes his way out of the back wearing his trademark cowboy hat and his“Go Big or Go Home” T-shirt, and he has the APW Undisputed title around his waist. He bounces around at the entrance a bit before moving towards the ring, bouncing to the beat.

Paige: And his opponent, from Fargo North Dakota, weighing in at 215 pounds, he is the current reigning APW Undisputed Champion, Ceeeee Jayyyyyy GAAAAATES!

Gates reaches the ring and slides in under the bottom rope before springing to his feet and climbing the nearest turnbuckle. He looks out at the fans before he unclasps the Undisputed title and raises it up in the air to a loud chorus of cheers from the fans. He climbs back down and removes his cowboy hat and carefully hands it off, before removing his t-shirt.

NON TITLE BATTLE OF CHAMPIONS MATCH

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CJ Gates Vs Johnny Rebel

The referee waves for the bell and the match is underway. C.J. Gates braces himself expecting Johnny Rebel to come flying in with a flurry of offensive moves out of the gate but instead he walks to the ring and extends his hand to Gates. However, the Undisputed Champion knows better and begins sweeping around Rebel with a smirk on his face. Rebel refuses to follow suit mocking Gates’ circling until C.J shoots in and picks the ankle of Rebel sending him down on his rear end. Gates drops a right hand across the temple of his opponent and then flies through the air with a legdrop across Rebel’s chest. Gates hops up ready to pounce as Rebel rolls out of the ring and waves both hands towards the Undisputed champion in disgust. As Rebel is walking around on the outside, he stumbles towards a ringside Paradox McSweeney as Rebel spits in his direction.

Harvey: Get Rebel back in the ring! He’s going to cause a riot out there on the outside with McSweeney at ringside!

Chase: It’s not Rebel’s fault that McSweeney is a nuisance! Rebel invited him out of the bottom of his heart and this is how he’s repayed?

Rebel reaches up towards the ropes to pill himself back in the ring, however he’s a little bit slow as Gates is one step ahead of him with a pair of roundhouse kicks to the side of Johnny’s head which send Rebel back down to the apron. Gates uses the top rope to slingshot himself up into the air and then crashing down again with both feet to shove Rebel out on to the concrete floor. This time Gates’ doesn’t wait for Rebel to recover and get back in the ring and while grabbing the top rope sends himself over the turnbuckle and out on the floor with a diving plancha. The two topple over as Gates gets back in the ring while holding his stomach.

Harvey: I think that one may have taken as much out of Gates as it did Rebel, Johnny!

Chase: That’s the problem with all of those high-risk maneuvers; eventually they are going to catch up with you!

Rebel follows suit and rolls underneath the bottom rope. Gates launches an attack and winds up with a right hand only for Rebel to meet him with a poke to the eyes. The referee doesn’t let that fly and is giving Rebel a mouthful as Rebel pretends as if he doesn’t know what’s happened. Rebel grabs the shirt of the referee and politely shoves him out of the way while heading over to C.J. He grabs him by the scruff of his neck and whips him over his torso with a headlock takedown. He maintains his position on the way down and wrenches down on Gates’ neck. The fans rally behind C.J and begin cheering for the champion but as the Undisputed champion tries to make his back to his feet, Rebel mule kicks him in the stomach to break any momentum that might have started. He bounces off the corner ropes and drops C.J. with a clothesline.

Chase: Get ‘em Johnny! Show him who’s boss!

In a unique maneuver, Rebel wraps Gates arm behind his back and spins over with a Granby roll in to a pin with Gates arms trapped underneath him and his shoulders on the mat.

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Gates barely musters enough strength to squeeze himself out, as he rolls backwards. However, Rebel clinches Gates in a north-south position with his back below his head. He rolls out onto his side and takes Gates with him and tries to pin him once again in a seated powerbomb position.

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C.J rolls out once again, kipping up to his feet and drilling Rebel with a stand-me dropkick that sends him rolling backwards. He retreats and puts distance between the two, which effectively ends the streak of Rebel’s quick pin attempts. Both are standing in one corner of the ring as they both have puzzled looks as they aren’t quite sure what the other is going to pull out next. Rebel is the first to attack coming forward swinging wildly as Gates ducks underneath, grabbing him in a crucifix position and comes falling down backwards and sending Rebel head over rear in a pinning position:

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Harvey: Crafty move from the Undisputed champion there! These two seem to be playing a game of chess with one another and neither one has the upper hand.

Chase: It’s only a matter of time before Rebel takes over this match! You and I both know that he’s the better wrestler here!

Harvey: Oh, great. You’ve fallen pray to Rebel’s delusional jibjab that he continues to shove down our throats too!

Gates engages Johnny Rebel by charging at him in an attempt to take him down with a flying cross body to which he merely swats Gates out of the air like a fly! Gates hits the mat hard stomach first but is quick to get back up to her feet. Rebel hits the ropes once again and charges at Gates with a clothesline but C.J. slides underneath Rebel’s legs and pops up bouncing back against the ropes. He comes flying back but Rebel dips his head for a back body drop but Gates leaps over him and again goes running towards the ropes. Gates leaps at the last possible moment for a corkscrew forearm smash but Rebel pulls the referee in front of him to take the majority of the blow. The referee goes flying out of the ring and is lying prone on the outside floor.

Harvey: The referee is down on the outside and I have a feeling that all hell is about to break loose!

Chase: Gates struck the referee and should be disqualified! Somebody hand over the Undisputed Championship to Rebel!

Not believing his luck, Rebel immediately pounces on the downed Gates and pounds several right fists in to the head of C.J. Rebel takes a few seconds to pose on the second turnbuckle and soaks in all of the hatred being spewed from the audience. As Rebel drops down from the ropes, he’s immediately drawn to the entrance ramp as “Sieben” by Subway to Sally blares over the loudspeaker. Red and gold lasers begin to flash at the entrance to the arena and the letters: “A.G.” flash up on the screen in gold script. Coming through the curtain is CWC World Heavyweight Champion Azrael Goeren wearing a tight pair of black leather pants and a sleeveless hoodie.

Harvey: That’s the CWC World Heavyweight Champion! What’s he doing here?

Chase: He’s about to get him another piece of C.J. Gates! He apparently didn’t get enough at Supremacy! He’s going to get another crack at an APW megastar at Infamy against Kurt Noble! Maybe this is his way of getting to Kurt through his friend C.J?

Azrael comes strutting down the aisle and slides underneath the bottom rope as Johnny Rebel backs away in the opposite corner. Azreal stares a hole through the Overdrive champion as he makes an immediate beeline through Gates. He picks up a limp C.J and with several European uppercuts sends him flying backwards in to the corner. He continues his onslaught with several kicks to the stomach that eventually lands him down on one knee. Goeren backs up and uses his hands to measure up C.J before running forward at him with the Blitzkrieg (a buzz saw kick) to the side of Gates’ head. The Undisputed Champion crumples over as Azreal throws him in the middle of the ring and showing no signs of consciousness. Rebel cracks a smile as the CWC Champion leaves the ring while simulating the washing of his hands. Rebel dives out to grab the referee from the outside and throws him inside the ring.

Harvey: This is ridiculous, Johnny! Rebel can’t win like this. Gates is in no condition to defend himself!

Rebel hooks the leg with a cocky look on his face as the referee begins his count slowly:

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Before the referee can finish his count, a gang pulls him out of the ring from Phoenix Wrestling. PW’s International Champion Juan Ramirez, BADASS and PW’s World Heavyweight Champion Seth Black flood the ring and begin stomping at Johnny Rebel.

Harvey: It looks like all of that talk on Twitter this week has finally caught up with Johnny Rebel as Phoenix Wrestling hasn’t taken kindly to his trash talk!

Chase: It looks like Phoenix Wrestling is taking Survive & Conquer seriously! They are going to make sure that Rebel doesn’t make it there!

BADASS drops a crowbar in to the ribs of the Overdrive champion as Juan Ramirez continues to stomp at the head of Johnny Rebel. The two pull Rebel off the mat and hold him up as Seth Black comes running at him with a baseball bat and drive it in to his chest. Azrael has caught wind of what’s happening in the ring and has made a U-Turn to head back to get another crack at C.J. Gates. All hell has truly broken loose as McSweeney jumps over the guardrail and hops over the top rope to get his hands on Rebel.

Harvey: Rebel’s been running his mouth towards Paradox McSweeney all week, even leaving him a ticket for tonight’s Overdrive!

Chase: I bet he’s regretting that decision now!

Azrael is pounding away at Gates in the corner turnbuckle as BADASS has a grip of Rebel’s head on the other side of the ring. McSweeney takes off his jacket and backs up diagonally of Rebel. He takes off running ready to punt Rebel in the head but before he starts his descent towards his helpless victim, the arena is filled with the sound of “I Will Not Bow” by Breaking Benjamin. The fans erupt at the sight of Kurt Noble on the big screen as Noble comes out through the entrance ramp towards the ring. The Phoenix Wrestling crew scatters through the crowd as McSweeney drops Rebel with a punt and follows suit immediately after. Azrael gets one last punch in to a unconscious C.J. Gates and throws himself over the top rope as Noble just misses him with the swing of his cane. Noble stands on the second rope while reaching out towards the CWC champion and yells: “GET BACK HERE!” as Azrael smiles with his belt draped over his shoulder. Noble reaches down to check on C.J. Gates as medical crews have come down to try and tend to Rebel.

Harvey: What a night! With just a few short weeks until Survive and Conquer, Phoenix Wrestling has made their presence felt here in the APW and have sent a message to Johnny Rebel!

Chase: Simply put—he better learn how to shut his mouth!

Harvey: You can bet that neither of these men will let them get away with the acts they’ve done here tonight! Will Noble respond to Goeren’s attacks? How will Rebel respond to PW and Paradox McSweeney’s ambush here tonight? Will Rebel get another chance at the Undisputed champion? Tune in next week to find out!

Winner: No Contest
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