One Down, One To Go (High Voltage/Nattie)

[Kenisha Williams]

Belly: "They ask me why I do it,
'Cause I fuckin' can,
Ask about me bitch,
I'm the fuckin' man,

Ask about me homie,
I'm the fuckin' man.
All around the world,
I'm the fuckin' man...."

Oh, yes. That's the sound of The Messiah. "I'm The Man" by Belly featuring Kurupt. Fans attention take from the ring to the stage. And guess what? Cheers. Your favorite wrestler's favorite wrestler came walking out from behind the backstage curtain. Already dressed and ready to go in his black, white, and blue camouflage. Smirk on his lips as he walked down the ramp. His eyes looking to the left and to the right of the screaming fans. Happy to see their Messiah arrive. Already had plans on what he was going to do tonight. Well, the plans were made last week by High Voltage. Fight one one night and the other the week after. He defeated Matt Redden last week. Now it's time for Trey Stone to recieve his proper beating. He extends his hands out to slap high fives with the fans who were fortunate enough to make front row. Then he made his way over to the steel steps and walked up onto the ring apron. Climbing through the ropes and into the ring, he made a rush towards the ropes on the other side. Bouncing off the ropes, he came to a slow halt in the middle of the ring. Dropping down and slapping the mat. Standing up straight and holding his arms up. Greeted by the flash photography from the adoring masses in the crowd tonight. Nodding his head, he reached behind his back. Grabbing the microphone under his jacket that was in his back pocket. Bringing it forward, he used his other hand to wave it across his neck. Signaling for his theme to be cut so that he could speak. Once his music was faded out, Jay lifted the microphone up and proceeded with tonight's business...

"Whattup Toronto? How's it going tonight?"

Instant cheers. Fans love it when you mention the town.

"Good, good. Now I'm sure you all already know what the deal is tonight. Those High Voltage boys made a little agreement last week. That they would face me last week and this week in singles competition. Then at the pay per view, they would want to challenge us for our Tag Team Championships. Which is fine with me. As you can tell, I already accepted the terms and defeated Matt Redden last week like I said I would. He put up a good fight but it just wasn't enough to put me down for the three count. Now, it's another Full Throttle. Which means that it's that time again. Time for the other half of High Voltage to come down here and show me what he's got. Where ya at Trey Stone? I'm waiting..."

Lowering the mic, he looked out to the stage. Awaiting the arrival of either both High Voltage or just the one. Didn't matter to him. Just as long as his opponent can make it.

[Nattie Roxx]

Again, Nattie coming from the crowd, jumps over the barrier, this time with wrestling merchandise seemingly hung all around her. She had a Joe Bruiser afro on, an APW Overdrive event t-shirt, foam hands on both of hers, and a Crack Roxx bandanna just to finish off the flair of her fan-service. Innocently smiling, she crawls herself into the ring, but not before getting handed a microphone. "Seriously, I need to get myself a watch. This is just ridiculous, I mean, two weeks in a row? No point in giving me a good scolding, I realize I shouldn't have left to get my hands on some APW swag, but I just couldn't resist myself, and it's been a while since I wore one of these." Pointing at her Joe Bruiser afro with a huge foam index finger, she smiles, "Nevertheless, I'm here now, so have at it. High Voltage, come on, bring you butts down here, so you can get shown up by my partner again." She giggles playfully sticking her tongue out as she waits for High Voltage to make their appearances.

[High Voltage]

As Crackroxx waits in the ring, High Voltage by Linkin Park hits the arena sound system. Fans rise to see the home grown team, made up by Matt Redden, and the man who will be facing Crack tonight, Trey Stone. After a few moments, the two men walk out, both with mics in hand. As they make their way down to the ring, they don't take their eyes off the tag champs standing in the ring. After sliding into the ring, the two walk right up to Crack and Nattie.

Now, first things first, I think that this man standing next to me, deserves more respect then he's being givin. I mean, in his first APW singles match, he had to face Jay Crack. And that's nothing more than me telling it how it is.

A Redden chant begins to surface from the Toronto crowd, in respect for his effort against a much more expeirienced opponent last week.

Secondly, last week was one on one, same with tonight, but next sunday, it's gonna be two on two. And if I remember correctly, we are still undefeated in tag team competition. Because devided, we may fall, but together, we will stand tall... over you Jay Crack, and over you Nattie Roxx.

Oh and speaking of Ms.Roxx, you do know your being payed to wrestle, and as far as I can see, Jay is doing all the wrestling, and you, well your just a comic relief, that will end up being the deciding factor in our victory over you. Because, honestly, I think that you're the weak link of CrackRoxx.

Redden can tell he's annoyed Nattie...

That's right, and I think Jay over here knows it to. Hear me out, I mean he has takin the challenge of facing both of us in one on one competition. You were tagged in, oh what twice in our match. Hell, I think you know it too, so you try and bring something else to the table, and that's unfunny, stupid entrances, that quite frankly, discrace those tag titles.

[Nattie Roxx]

"Hey, hey, hey, don't get all your panties in a bunch because my partner beat you last week. You may be annoyed, but if you couldn't pull a victory, then it's not entirely my fault." She shrugs, and smiles, "I was in the ring last week, here with my partner, and I wasn't necessarily challenged by either of you, so if all this annoyance is barely coming out now...then I suppose there's only one reason why you are now." She takes off her Joe Bruiser afro, and throws it to the crowd, "And that's because you want to prove your worth your spot on your team. Heck, if Trey can't beat Jay, and then you couldn't beat Jay...so...what is there to leave other trying to see if you can beat me? I've had my handful of victories as of late, and if I'm not mistaken, before our tag team match, I was also in a TLC match with that hunk Tank. Not to make excuses, but I admit, I was exceptionally tired by the time our tag team match started, but even so, you didn't beat us, and you only had one match." She laughs a bit as she takes off her foam hands, and passes 'em out to the crowd as well, "Jay and I have been battling our way through APW. Singles competition. Tag team competition. We're fighting for our spots on the roster. We'll double book ourselves to give these people a great showing. We'll triple book ourselves to give these people an awesome showing. We'll put ourselves through hell, just so every single person in this audience can go home, and boost about how they saw the best wrestling program they've ever been too. A joke to these titles? Please. What have you done to prove your worth? Beat a couple tag teams? Big deal, we've done the same." Wrapping the CrackRoxx bandanna off her head, she throws that too the crowd as well, as the crowd continues to get completely behind Nattie and Jay. "We don't care if we win, or if we lose. We've faced the biggest people, we've lost to the biggest egos. I've had my fair share of losses, and Jay's had his fair share of victories. Entertaining these people is what we do, and we give these people what they want. Can either of you, say the same thing?"

[Kenisha Williams]

"Case and point."

A small laugh escaped his frame. Nattie is learning quite well from him. He was almost shocked to sure the pure ownage being displayed by her tonight. Shaking his head at what little High Voltage was showing tonight. He just clapped a little bit. Man, it's like shooting fish in a barrel. Lifting his microphone up, guess it was his turn to go...

"More respect? Deserves more respect? Come now. Being in his first singles match is no excuse. You guys claimed to be the best team in APW. And quite frankly, I'm not impressed. I'm really not. Not only were you unable to beat us at the pay per view, due to the fact that you don't know how to count to ten. Leading our match to in a double count out. Then, you have a less than spectacular showing last week in your match with just me. Simply put, you guys are nowhere near the same level as myself and Nattie here. Not only, do we provide entertainment, but we got the skills to back up what we say in the ring. Sometimes one of us wants a break and sits on the side for a match on certain nights. Providing little participation. Nattie let me have a night to take a load off after going through hell and then some one night. And I returned the favor that night."

Turning to Nattie, a smirk crossing his face. Then his focus returned back to High Voltage. Raising an eyebrow as he continues on...

"You can try and belittle us all you want, but the facts are the facts. We've conquered not only the tag team division, but the singles division as well. All by our lonesome, we are great competitors. But when you put us together? We're damn near unstoppable. Not a single team in this company can deny that. Sure. They can go on and say, "Oh, he or she's doing all the work." Why? On certain nights that we've got more on our plate than one single match, we choose to preserve our energy, that makes one of us a slacker? Pfft. Please. Neither of you can even fathom the level that myself and Nattie are on. Neither of you could even fill a quarter of the shoes we stand in. You can stand there all you want and talk about how you're going to defeat us, but in all honesty... You don't stand a snowball's chance in hell against CrackRoxx. And that, my friends.... Is nothing but pure, unadulterated, cold, hard facts...."