“Bridge Burning” by the Foo Fighters hits the speakers as the crowd goes wild, the spotlights focus on the stage as Rebel Pro’s new world champion walks out onto the stage, he stands there for a few seconds letting cheers mixed with boo’s wash over him like a cleansing wave. Reece lifts a hand in the air, a huge smile on his face, he wore his title proudly around his waist, along with a pair of blue jeans, converse sneakers, and a shirt that read “Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken.”

Announcer: “Ladies and Gentlemen… Please Welcome… YOUR REBEL PRO WORLD CHAMPION! The Coyote… REECE PAXTON!”

Reece pulls his title from around his waist and held it up for the world to see, he got a huge pop of mixed cheers and boo’s before he dropped it down to his left shoulder and continued down to the ring, he had a bit of a swagger in his step as he took slow strides down to the ring, playing everything out, letting everything last as long as possible… ofcourse, his smile only faded when he saw a fan at the ramp side with a huge sign saying “We Want Anna.” Which of course, Reece snatched out of the fan’s hand, ripped it in two, and flipped off the “Adoring rebel fan.” he got a bit more boo’s from the Anna fans, but got a huge pop from the Order fans.

He marched up to the ring and stepped between the middle ropes, and went for a microphone, his music dying down slowly. The crowd’s cheering dying down just a bit as well.

Paxton: “Now… Now now now… I know we’re all excited to be here, I know you guys want to see the gore and bloodsport that is awaiting you tonight…”

The crowd popped at that, of course, rebel fans want blood.

Paxton: “However, I want to come out and prove to everyone from TGW… or RXW… whatever they’re calling themselves now… That just because I left your piss-poor company… Doesn’t make me any less skilled now does it…”

Paxton held his title up to the camera and laughed,

Paxton: “and to all of YOU… yeah, that’s right, you the fans, who cheered for Anna Matthews, the one who would’ve sold out and opened her leg to any company who would offer her screen time and a title belt from K-Mart… Fuck you guys!”

The Anna Matthews Fans boo’ed so loud it almost drowned out the cheers he got from the order fans.

Paxton: “I BEAT her, and I took what is mine by rights, I took it fair and square… and the title is staying snugly around my waist with me, and The Order…”

there’s a short bit of silence.

Paxton: “And there’s gonna be changes coming… oh you better believe it… the first change happenend last week… and now you have a Champion you can be proud of, someone who will represent this company with his head held high… a Champion who will continue to make this company even greater, by keeping to the same traditions that made it one of the best damn Wrestling Companies in the AOWF…”

there’s another pop from the crowd.

Paxton: “Changes are coming… just wait and see… All Hail the Coyote.. Bitches..”

“All My Life” hits the speakers as Reece stands in the ring dumbfounded they are playing the wrong Foo Fighters song. The fans aren’t confused though as the one and only Tamika Nash Strader walks out on the stage followed by a fat man covered in tattoos, hair like the Samurai Chef on SNL, wearing a t-shirt with a jester on it beside the letter J.

Linzi Martin: Oh no… that’s Jester Jay. I remember him from Chaos.

Larry Gordon: Maybe he’s replacing you.

Tamika smiles as she lifts up her microphone and her music dies down.

Tamika: Reece, I’m sorry to reign on your little parade but I thought these lovely people should meet their new General Manager….

Linzi Martin: Please don’t say Jay, please don’t say Jay…

Tamika: ME!

Larry Gordon: For fuck sakes… I knew it.

Tamika: And my first order of business… Larry Gordon, you get the night off, as I brought my own announcer.

Larry Gordon: This is outrageous! I’m a majority owner!

Tamika: Oh settle down over there Larry, you get triple pay today to fuck off. Enjoy it. Jay, go take your seat.

Jester Jay makes his way down the ramp and takes the vacant seat larry has left. Larry gives Tamika a dirty look as he walks on past her. Reece’s looks rather bored.

Jester Jay: Hello RPW fans! I’m Jester Jay!

Linzi Martin: … We know who you are…

Jester Jay: Hey, it’s good to be back on television!

Tamika: Now Reece, I bet you are just dying to know who’s going to be the first challenger to your title…

Tamika sneers at Paxton.

Tamika: Bubba J!!!!!!!!!!

The Rebel crowd goes crazy for a main stay of Rebel Pro and another Order member. The announce team is excited too!

Linzi Martin: Bubba J gets his rematch!

Jeather: Fuck yeah, he better drink beer during the match!

Reece goes to say something but Tamika waves her index finger.

Tamika: Not interested Reece. See in two weeks live from Rexall Place in Edmonton, Alberta you will be defending your title against Bubba J. I believe in rematches you see… so much in fact Anna Mathews is also being granted a rematch. However lucky for you Reece, she is all tied up in bed with my sister.

A loud resounding “ooooh’ through the audience. Tamika chuckles.

Tamika: Actually she has other obligations at Prove Your Worth against Virgil Keenan. Something about avenging a puppet or something ridiculous.

Tamika shakes her head.

Tamika: But while you may have tonight of Reece… you certainly don’t next week.

Reece smiles ear to ear and mouths anytime and anyplace.

Tamika: You forgot anyone Reece. Next week will feature Champion versus Champion non title match up of you Reece Paxton and…. Mark McFuckingNasty!

The crowd pops for its Aggression champion.

Linzi Martin: This is gonna be awesome! McNasty vs Paxton!

Jester Jay: Sounds like another Bubba J vs Anna.

Tamika: So I suggest you get ready for next weeks Aggression Reece, because you get the Ragin Redneck in two weeks, and last I checked, he’s never a happy man. Also I most apologize for the ring crew, they did not bring the proper set up for the steel cgae matches tonight, but I promise they will be intact and… electrified for next week.

‘All My Life’ hits the PA again as we move to commercial as the fans cheer at electric steel cage matches next week.

A collar and elbow starts off this match as it does almost every match difference is both men are packing brass knuckles. Virgil floated behind Jamie and went for a single German suplex, but Jamie managed to break the hold that Virgil had on him as he pulled Virgil’s hands apart at his waist. Jamie was quick to grab the wrist of Virgil and go for a wristlock, but Virgil was a bit quicker as he countered it with a wrist lock of his own. Virgil whipped Jamie into the ropes, but Jamie managed to reverse it and the direction sending Virgil into the corner turnbuckle hard front first. Jamie followed quickly by placing Virgil up on the top turnbuckle slamming Virgil down with a front facelock superplex but only manages a two count this early in the match. Virgil is back up and is whipped back into the ropes for a fiercer arm drag takedown, the force of which causes Virgil’s chin to bounce off of the canvas. Virgil is trying to get back to his feet, but Jamie had placed his knee on the elbow of Virgil and was trying to make the masked superstar submit early in the going of this match. Jamie got up and tried to get a better position on Virgil’s elbow, but that was the only opening that Virgil needed as he shot up to his knees. Virgil busted Shield’s nose with a back elbow smash that was meant for his jaw, but Jamie turned at the last second and caught it right on the tip of his nose and the blood immediately began to flow. Virgil had a series of five knife edge chops that backed Jamie into the corner and made the former PWA World Champion wince in pain with each blow. Virgil knocked Shields completely out as if he had been just toying with Jamie the whole match and hits the a kinda no bullshit kinda style (burning hammer).

Winner: Virgil Keenan

“Badass” hits up in the speakers as the crowd pops big for Bubba J, a unofficial Rebel Icon, but still a mainstay in the company. He steps up in to the ring, grabbing a micriophone and bringing it up to his mouth.

“Waht?! Couldn’t even turn it on for me?!”

He laughs, getting the crowd in to it.

“I’ve got a few things to say here.”

Crowd: Rebel!

“A few things to get off my chest.”

Crowd: Rebel!

“Something really important that needs to be said.”

Crowd: Rebel!

“A direction that I’m going to take!”

Crowd: Rebel!

Bubba J holds up his hand, the crowd does quiet down.

“For a few weeks now, I’ve been wondering around trying to figure out what direction I’m going to take. I’ve been trying to figure out what is wrong with me. I(shrug) just haven’t been the same.”

He shakes his head.

“Not since I lost the Rebel Pro World Title, no that’s not it, but it happened before then. I freely admit that I shoulda beat that bitch Anna.”

The crowd boos, they like Anna.

“No disrespect meant, I like Anna myself, but the fact is… that I shoulda beat her and held two titles here in Rebel Pro…”

He looks out.

“And I know why; I’ve narrowed it down to one thing…”

He looks around again.

“To one thing that I’ve done…”

“Cocky” by Kid Rock hits up in the speakers as Chad Kurtis comes out, a bit confused and worried about Bubba J. The Ragin’ Redneck hands him the microphone.

Chad Kurtis: “Give it up for Bubba J!”

Bubba J just takes a step back, letting Chad have the floor.

Chad: “Come on man, what is going on?”

Bubba J shakes his head.

Chad: “Come on man, we’ve worked together for a long time, never friends until recently, but employees in Rebel Pro.”

Again Bubba J shakes his head.

Chad: “We’ve fought against each other when you were with the Extreme Elite and trying to take over.”

A big pop for the Extreme Elite, the Rebel faithful feel those were the glory days.

Chad: “When it was Rebel Pro vs NAPW…”

Bubba J nods.

Chad: “We worked together for Rebel Pro pride, because its something that we both agreed upon.”

Bubba J nods.

Chad: “Come on man, we’ve both built this company with our blood, sweat, and tears… we’ve both carried this baby on our back at one point in time, some times more…”

So Chad walks over to Bubba J, putting his arm around the shaking shoulders of Bubba J; Chad looks a bit concerned.

Chad: “So come on man, you can tell Chad and the rest of us what the problem is…”

Bubba J has his face turned down.

Bubba J(sobbing): “Its… its… its… such bad news Chad…”

The fans go silent, its not something they want to hear.

Chad(looking really concerned): “What is it man, we are here for you…”

Bubba J delivers the Trailer Park Trash(stunner) to Chad, the thump of the microphone and Chad’s body echoing throughout the arena. Bubba J stands over Chad’s unconscious body; before he picks up the microphone.

Bubba J: “You are the problem Chad! Ever since I brought you back from the cousin fucking hills of Kentucky… my life and career has gone to shit! I should have known better, but it was all for the betterment of Rebel Pro…”

He shakes his head in anger.

Bubba J: “But I should have stuck with the old line of… Damn I hate me a fucking Kurtis!”

Bubba J stomps on Chad’s face before tossing down the microphone. Half of the crowd is in silent shock, the other half(Rebel Pro faithful) know that they’ve wanted this since Bubba J joined Rebel Pro and are finally going to see this rivalry that’s never been seen.

We fade to a Cialis commercial because Rob-Rob needed the confidence to ask his doctor.

Figgy starts things off with a beautiful hip toss that sends Umbra to the canvas and onto a pile of tacks Figgy brought out to the ring with him. Umbra is back up, ducks a clothesline attempt from RPW’s once crazy conspirator (maybe still is? Tricky Figgy) but gets nailed in the back of the head by a reverse elbow that Figgy throws out instinctive. Umbra bounces off the ropes and Figgy hits a reverse DDT on Umbra, quickly rolling him up but only getting a 2 count. Umbra is up and locks in a wristlock on Figgy but the crowd chants his name, giving Figgy all the energy he needs to reverse himself out of it. Figgy with a waistlock on Umbra but Umbra sends some elbows back towards Figgy. Figgy ducks the first two but Umbra fakes the third, landing it right into Figgy’s ribs. Figgy lets go of the hold and stumbles back, and Umbra tackles him to the canvas (AND TACKS!!!!) and only gets a 1 count as he pins him. Figgy is back on his feet quickly and lashes out at Umbra, nailing him with repeated thrust kicks to the face, neck and chest. Umbra stumbles back but sweeps Figgy off of his feet and then locks in a crossface chickenwing hold. He applies a lot of pressure but the crowd feeds Figgy a ton of energy, enough for Figgy to stand up, and drop Umbra on the tacks. Figgy then places the Conspiracy Theory on Umbra forces the tacks into the torso. Umbra soon taps out.

Winner: Jacob Figgins via submission

Match begins with Kurtis and Lee pounding on each other with fists taped, covered in glue and glass. Finally after some time, Lee ties up Kurtis on the rope and kicks his left leg in a closed folding chair that randomly ended up in the ring. Lee proceeds to connect with a shin breaker before applying a leg lock. Kurtis struggles to break the hold as Lee then tries to apply an inverted Figure Four Leg Lock, but Kurtis kicks him in the face, or so he thought as Lee is able to get the leg lock on. Afterwards, Lee tries to grab Kurtis’s leg and put him in an ankle lock but Kurtis flips up and strikes Lee with an eziguri kick. As the two athletes make it back to their feet, Lee charges at Kurtis, but Kurtis manages to quickly deliver a DVD on Lee onto the top rope and then proceeds to get elbow strikes in onto Lee’s face as he chokes him with the ropes. After a 2 count, Kurtis tries for a springboard kick, but Lee ducks and grabs Kurtis with an ankle lock again, but instead of holding snaps it against the canvas. After, Kurtis reverses a sleeperhold with a snapmare and ‘The Show’ takes over sending Lee through the announcers table, ramming his head into the ring post, finally rolling him into the ring and make the one two three.

Winner: Chad Kurtis

We fade to a Coca-Cola commercial, because Coke is way better than that horsepiss Pepsi.

DING DING DING!

Vaxman and Jaice Wilds dance around each other. Vaxman charges in, but Jaice Wilds is quick with a hiptoss. Vaxman gets up and is met by a stiff kick to the face. Vaxman staggers back and falls into the corner. Jaice Wilds slams his knees into Vaxman’s midsection. He backs up to the middle of the ring, and sprints. He leaps and catches Vaxman in the face with a high knee strike, and Vaxman staggers forward. Jaice Wilds hops up to the top turnbuckle. He leaps forward off the turnbuckle, shooting his legs out in front of him, and catches Vaxman with a Hurricanrana! He hooks the leg…

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Jaice Wilds is frustrated and gets Vaxman to his feet. He sends him into the ropes, but Vaxman comes back and nails him with a dropkick! Jaice Wilds looks out of it, and Vaxman covers.

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Shoulder up!

Vaxman gets Jaice Wilds up to his feet and tosses his into the corner. He slams his shoulder into Jaice Wilds a few times and then picks him up so he’s upside down in front of him, and takes off to the middle of the ring. He leaps and executes a big running powerslam. He covers…

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Kick out!

Linzi Martin: A close call, but Jaice Wilds is showing his resiliency.

Jester Jay: Jaice Wilds has proven time after time that he is one of the toughest wrestlers today. Who else could be the whipping post of Rebel Pro and still smile?

Linzi Martin: Vaxman has a clear size advantage, and that’s not even what he’s showing off.

Jester Jay: Showing… off? What? And you have been complaining about me all night!

They are cut off when Vaxman lifts up Jaice Wilds in a powerbomb position, but Jaice Wilds counters with lefts and rights, trying to bring the big man down. He staggers back a bit, but keeps his balance. Jaice Wilds hooks his legs together and hits a beautiful hurricanrana on Vaxman.

Linzi Martin: Nice reversal by Jaice Wilds!

Jester Jay: Jaice getting smart here and grabbing a chair from underneath the ring!

Jaice Wilds gets to his feet as he slides back into the ring with the chair, as does Vaxman. He hits him with a right, but that doesn’t do much as Vaxman breathes heavily asking for another. He kicks him low, which makes him double over, and he drops the chair and hooks both arms. He tries to drive him to the mat with a DDT, but Vaxman doesn’t budge. Except, he picks his up in a bear hug position and slams him down with a spinebuster on the chair. He covers…

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Kick out!

Linzi Martin: Jaice Wilds is definitely making this difficult for Vaxman!

Jester Jay: Jaice Wilds and Vaxman have proven to be some of the best the RPW has to offer.

Linzi Martin: Oh shit look at Vaxman with a big-time powerbomb!

Jester Jay: Jaice Wilds looks in some serious pain!

Vaxman pulls off the top turnbuckle cushion and smiles widely. Jaice Wilds gets picked up to his feet and sent into the ropes by Vaxman. He comes back and tries for a cross body press, but Vaxman catches him. He smiles at the crowd, and leans back while throwing Jaice Wilds over his head for a huge release fallaway slam into the top turnbuckle. Jaice Wilds hits the mat hard and rolls up into the ropes. Vaxman grabs him by his feet and drags him into the middle of the ring. Vaxman hooks Jaice’s arm up in the chair and Vaxman quickly goes into the ropes and comes down with a huge elbow drop. He tries for a second one, but Wilds moves out of the way just in time. He gets to his feet and connects with a roundhouse kick!

Linzi Martin: And Vaxman is met by a huge kick to the face! Bet he wish he didn’t pick up that chair!

Jester Jay: That only pissed him off though, look he’s up again!

Linzi Martin: Vaxman runs at Jaice Wilds, but Jaice Wilds counters with a schoolboy!

Jaice Wilds holds Vaxman by the tights and the ref hits the mat.

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Kick out!

Jester Jay: Close call there. Jaice Wilds almost had Vaxman by surprise.

Jaice Wilds and Vaxman get up to their feet. Jaice Wilds reaches back and tries to nail a punch, but Vaxman dodges and counters with a hard knee to Jaice Wilds’s stomach. Jaice Wilds doubles over and Vaxman is the one who plants Jaice Wilds in the mat with a double-arm DDT onto to that incredibly destroyed chair. Vaxman quickly hooks a leg.

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Linzi Martin: WOW! Jaice Wilds was close to losing again!

Jester Jay: I’ve got faith that Vaxman can definitely tack on another loss for Jaice Wilds. Any man that can beat himself up is fine by me!

Linzi Martin: It seems as if the sky is the limit for him. Vaxman gets Jaice Wilds up to his feet and sends him into the ropes. He comes back and Vaxman gets Jaice Wilds up in a fireman’s carry.

Jester Jayt: And bam! Huge rib-breaker from the shoulders of Vaxman. Jaice Wilds looks hurt.

Jaice Wilds is grabbing his ribs as Vaxman ascends to the top rope. Jaice Wilds is still down and Vaxman comes flying off with a huge cannonball splash. He hangs on top of Jaice Wilds for the cover.

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Kick out!

Linzi Martin: And Jaice Wilds’s perseverance shines again! Another close call as Vaxman is desperately trying to find the answer to putting Jaice Wilds away.

Jester Jay: What perseverance? As far finding the answer it shouldn’t be hard since so many have found it before!

Vaxman brings up Jaice Wilds and hits a beautiful spike vertical drop brainbuster DDT. Wilds is out cold.

Jester Jay: THE LOBOTOMY! That’s how the Vax-Man gets things done, bitches!

Linzi Martin: Vaxman quickly makes the cover!

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DING DING DING!

Maya Kalis: And the winner of this match… VAXMAN!!!!

Linzi Martin: Might be the best matc tonight, and wasn’t all that hardcore really.

Jester Jay: I really hoped more out of Shields and Keenan. Well, to the fine people watching at home… Fuck you and see you aceholes next week!

Linzi Martin: You are here next week too? *Face Palm*