Apache

versus

Sean Harley

Singles Match

Referee:

Match Writer: Jon Beavers

JP: Well fans, it�s about that time for the second coming of Apache in the MWF..

Sully: Yeah, apache was our Television Champion for a spell, and probably one of the greatest.

Peter Santos: The next match is scheduled for a one fall. First, weighting in at 220 pounds from Chelmsford,  England.

[As the beginning of  "Firefly" by Breaking Benjamin pipes into the PA system of the arena the lights slowly and surely all go off. Smoke piles out and fills the ramp almost all the way down to the ring. Strobe lights start to illuminate the ramp in a still darkened arena.  Out steps Sean Harley. The strobe lights bounce off his wrestling boots and wrestling shorts. He wears a hooded sweat-shirt that says PHOENIX on the back.  He gives a snarl as he steps out to get a bunch of yelling from the crowd. They give him a bad reaction with boos and with an obvious look of "I'm better than you",  tips his head to them a little.  Lights begin to search over the crowd in time to the music. Jamie Harley can be seen from the back, as both men begin their decent towards the ramp.  Harley starts to walk towards the ring and slowly walks up the steel steps and stands in the ring getting ready for his opponent.]

Peter Santos: And his opponent, weighting in at 299 pounds from "Parts Unknown",  Apache!!!

["Tear It Up" hits the arena as Apache appears.  He looks focused, as he walks down to the ring, and reaches the bottom of the stage.   He stands there,  intense look on his face before he makes his way into the ring.  The bell rings.]

DING DING DING!

JP: Well both men have made it to the squared circle and were about ready to get this thing started.

[Both men walk to the center of the ring and engage in a heated stare down. Harley begins to trash talk, as the fans clap in unison, wanting to see a bloodbath.  Apache doesn�t like this as he wields his fist back and takes a swing at the head of Phoenix.  He blocks it though, and begins delivering some right hands of his own. He backs Apache into the ropes with the right hands and then irish whips him catching him with a flying clothesline upon his return. The crowd pops huge as Apache pounces right back up only to be met with another,  this time rolls to the outside of the ring to regain his composure.]

JP: looks like the Phoenix  has come into this match with all guns blazing.

Sully: Don�t worry, Apache is just getting warmed up, ring rust and all�  The momentum in this match will shift quickly just watch.

[Apache makes a threatening motion twards Jamie Harley, but then slowly enters the ring again as he and Phoenix begin circling one another again. They quickly lock up in the center of the ring with a collar and elbow tie up.  Apache gains the upper hand by taking Phoenixs' arm and connecting with a huge armdrag, but keeping hold with an arm bar.  He keeps the hold locked as Phoenix screams in the pain with the ref in his face constantly asking him if he wants to submit but  he refuses. He reaches, and with the help of his brother, finally extends his leg and touches the bottom rope and Apache is forced to break the hold.   He picks up Sean Harley and throws him into the ropes but he bends too early and is caught with a sunset flip. The ref counts.]

1�

2..

[Easy kickout by Apache.]

[Both men quickly stand as Harley looks for a clothesline but The big man ducks, hooks the arm, and connects with a full nelson slam out of desperation.  It takes him a while but he slowly extends his arm over the chest of the Phoenix as the ref counts.]

1�

2..

[Kickout by Harley.]

JP: A desperation move right their by Apache.

Sully: That wasn�t a desperation move, he just put so much impact on it that it knocked a little out of him that�s all�

[Apache slaps the mat in anger and picks up Harley. He takes him over to the turnbuckle and sends a chest slap that echoes through the arena.  It's followed by 1 more... 2 more... 3... Sean Harley doesn't have to sell the move, we can tell, those slaps hurt like a bitch...]

JP:  That'll take the wind right out of your sails.

Sully: Easy there partner, this is wrestling, not the boating channel.

[Apache grabs the ropes, and begins slamming his shoulder into the gut of Harley,  but the Phoenix  begins to deliver elbow shots to the back of Apache. This forces him to release the hold but it doesn�t stop Harley from delivering the heavy blows. He keeps delivering them with the final one being a hard shot to the head which nearly knocks Apache off his feet.  Phoenix then turns and grabs ahold of Apache, sending him crashing down to the outside floor with a loud thud.]

JP: OH MY ! AND WHAT A SICKENING FALL FOR APACHE !

Sully: That Crack Head Phoenix is insane.

JP: Will you stop it.

[The crowd is sent into a frenzy after the crash as Phoenix  hops to the top of the turnbuckle and turns around facing the outside where Apache is beginning to make his way to his feet. He gets fully up but is still groggy. Harley leaps off of the turnbuckle to the outside where Apache is with a cross body splash.]

JP: Talk about your High "Impact"

Sully:  That was a move of "Raw" talent.

JP:  He landed "Smack Down" on top of him with such "Velocity" that I'm sure that Apache will remember the "Experience" for quite some time.

Sully:  Well, you know what they say, if you can't stand the "Heat" stay outa the kitchen.

[Harley is a little hurt from the move but manages to get to his feet with help from the ring apron. He picks up Apache and throws him back inside of the ring as he rolls in as well. He makes the cover on him and gets the...]

1�.

the 2�

and the 3..NO !

[A kickout at the last possible second by the "Dark Conscience". ]

JP: WHAT ! How did he kick out ! That had to be a slow count.

Sully: Shut up John� This match will continue nonetheless.

[Harley stands and begins threatening the ref.  From behind though, Apache sneaks up and rolls him up and gets the...]

1�

2�

3�NO !

[Kickout at the last second by Sean who is shocked by the surprising maneuver.  Apache picks up Sean Harley and bounces him off of the ropes and picks him up on his way back connecting with a huge Alabama slam. He keeps hold of the legs though and locks in a Boston crab.  Sean Harley is screaming in pain as the ref checks to see if he wants to give up but he refuses.]

JP: Come on , he�s going to break his back ! Someone stop this maniac.

Sully: Apache here with a perfectly locked in Boston Crab�  The end could be near here for Phoenix as Apache looks to make him tap.

JP: Harley will never tap, he�s too good to tap.

[Harley reaches for the bottom ropes but can�t reach it. He continues to scream in pain and extends his arm even further trying to reach the bottom rope and��.. He gets it. The ref breaks the hold as Apache releases and begins to stop the back of Phoenix in pure rage.]

JP: This is living proof right here that Apache is trying to break his back. Someone truly needs to maintain this sonofa...

Sully: I�ll be sure to tell him that after the show.

[Apache picks up Harley and lifts him onto his shoulder looking for a death valley driver but Harley slips down the back and pushes him from the back into the turnbuckle making Apaches' chest slam hard into the turnbuckle pad. Apache stumbles back only to be caught with a German Suplex by Harley.  Phoenix with the quick cover as he gets the... ]

1�

2�

NO !

'kick out by Apache.]

JP: A good amount of pins early on in this match.

Sully:  Harley just wants to end the match so he won�t have to take the beating Apache is giving him�  That�s the only reason he�s pinning so much.

[Harley picks up Apache and delivers a few knife edge chops, of his own as perspiration begins to set in between the two.  Harley delivers another chop but Apache fires back with a chop of his own. Harley with another chop, Apache with another, Phoenix with another, The "Dark Conscience" with another,  Apache then bursts out with big right hands to the head of Harley which sends him stumbling back into the ropes.  Apache Irish whips Harley off of the ropes and runs attempting a clothesline but Harley ducks and Apache connects with the ref.]

JP: Oh great� First he sides with our World Champion, Now he�s attacking referees�  This guy makes me sick to my stomach.

[Apache stays down, looking amused about the plight of the ref,  but Harley picks him up from behind and attempts a right hand. He is blocked by Apache followed by a kick to the stomach.  Apache then puts Harley between his legs, lifts him up, and connects with a Huge Powerbomb Pin ! He makes the cover but there is no ref.  Apache crawls over to the ref and shakes him enough that he is able to make a slow count. He gets the..........]

1���.

2�..

3�..NO !

[A kick out at the last possible second by Sean Harley. The crowd lets out a huge ovation as the ref rolls back over in pain and Apache sits up slapping the mat in anger.  Apache slowly bends down and picks up Harley. He irish whips him into the opposite turnbuckle.  Apache signals to the crowd,  leans into the turnbuckle,  runs at full speed and leaps for a spear to plant Harley in the corner but at the last second Phoenix moves and Apache catches nothing but the turnbuckle post with an impact so hard that he rolls to the outside of the ring.  He is now layed out on the outside floor but makes his way to his knees.  He slowly stands using the help of the guard rails.  The Phoenix comes out of the ring, all fired up.  He begins to stomp away at the side of Apache and then whips him into the guard rail.  Apaches' back crashes hard on the rail as he leans there.  Harley backs up a little then runs at Apache but Apache ducks and back body drops Harley into the second row of the crowd making him land back first on the concrete floor. The crowd cheers both men on as the security tries to separate them from the action.. ]

JP: Even though weapons are illegal, these two men are still using all of their surroundings as weapons.

Sully: It�s all Harleys' fault.

JP: And how is that?

[Apache climbs and stands on top of the guard rail and as Harley makes his way back to his feet, Apache leaps off and clotheslines him back to the concrete floor. Both men are then laid out in the crowd area. After a few moments Apache makes his way to his feet and bends down to pick up Phoenix,  only to be caught with a thumb to the eye.  Apache stumbles to the guard rail and Harley stands, runs at him, and clotheslines him over the guard rail with so much force that both men go over the rail. Harley is first to his feet as he delivers a few stomps for good measure before picking up Apache and sending him shoulder first into the steel ring post. His brother/manager is going ballistic at ringside. Harley then takes Apache and slides him inside of the ring. Harley slides in as well and goes to the turnbuckle. He undoes the turnbuckle padding exposing it for nothing but steel, then walks over to Apache but is caught with a low blow out of desperation by the big man. He follows up the low blow by lifting Harley up onto his shoulders and running full speed at the exposed turnbuckle. He stops right in front of the exposed turnbuckle and drops him face first into the exposed steel as the crowd is sent into a loud chorus of cheers. Harley is laid out in the corner as blood begins to rush down his face. Apache walks off for a moments trying to regain his composure. Harley begins trying to stand with the help of the ring ropes. He has his back turned to Apache and begins digging inside of his trunks for something. Apache walks over to the Phoenix only to be caught with a shot to the head by some iron knucks that Harley pulled out of his trunks but the ref doesn�t see it. This sends Apache crashing to the mat as blood begins rushing down his face as well. Harley slides the knucks to his brother.]

JP: This match has really taken a toll on both competitors. Neither wanting to quit.

Sully: There�s blood and you know how much I love violence� But too bad too sad for Harley that he�s sacrificed so much in this match yet he�ll still lose.

JP: You really are a punk you know that.

Sully: And It results in a bigger pay check than you will ever see.

[Harley begins to move and slowly gets an arm over the chest of Apache. The ref gets down and counts the...]

1�..

2�..

and 3 !

[But wait, Apache got his foot on the ropes before the three count. Harley stands slowly holding up his hands thinking he�s won the match. The ref is trying to inform him that he didn�t but Harley isn�t paying him any attention.  Apache stands and out of nowhere connects with an inverted  DDT to the unexpecting Harley.  He is laid out as Apache gets to both his knees and laughs a little. He then makes a lazy cover by just leaning on the chest of Harley and counting along with the ref ]

�.1�..

2�.

'Apache then says three but its not so as Harley surprisingly kicks out at the last second! Apache is in complete shock as he stands and begins arguing with the ref. He has a very angry expression on his face as he picks up Harley but out of nowhere Harley just opens up and hits a standing, Thez-Press with straight rights and lefts to the skull of Apache. He goes to work with more heavy blows the face. ]

Sully: What is wrong with this idiot! He can�t use straight right hands like that!

JP: This is the Maximum Wrestling Federation� Any and everything is possible.

[He holds him down and makes the cover and catches the,]

1�.

2�

[KICKOUT! By Apache as Harley can�t believe it. ]

JP: OMG! HE KICKED OUT!

Sully: And the match continues!

JP: I have a feeling this won�t last much longer though!

[Apache starts to get up and Harley walks up to him and grabs him in a lock and Irish whips him into the ropes.  But both men crack head first into each other.  Both man crash to the canvas but Apache gets the most damage doing a back flip with the impact. With the last once of strength Harley covers only with one arm and applying no pressure. The ref slides next to them and starts the count]

1�

2�

JP: I CANT STAND TO WATCH!!!

3�

JP: Its over!! The Phoenix takes away the win!

Peter Santos: And the winner via pinfall, The Phoenix!!!

JP: What a night so far!!! And the HUGE main event is still to come...  Stay tuned ladies and gentleman

Sully:  This has been a "We continue to deliver Crap Productions.."

JP: Sully!!

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