Aggression 3-5-2012

My Enemies Enemy is my…

“Badass” by Saliva hits up in the arena speakers and as Bubba J walks from the back, the crowd goes wild. He walks down the entrance ramp, wearing a Hardcore Drinking t-shirt, blue jeans, and a Rebel Pro hat. Jenny Jersey tosses him the microphone as he steps through the ropes and he brings the mic up to his lips.

“Rebel fucking Pro!”

He climbs one turnbuckle, pointing the mic towards the crowd.

“Let me hear ya!”

He goes to the opposite corner, doing the same with the microphone.

“I said what?! I can’t fucking hear ya!”

He stands center ring, the roof exploding with the noise and he slowly brings the mic up to his lips and speaks in a really soft voice.

“It seems to me that there is a cancer spreading its way through the AOWF.”

The crowd is hushed, listening to his every word.

“It seems that some Masters of Apocalypse or Armaggedeon, or Assholes… want to stick their STD infected dicks in and try to fuck up our wrestling here in the AOWF.”

The crowd boos.

“And in the case of Violet, insert STD here please, Harper… her STD infected Vagina…”

The crowd boos again.

“But you see, the thing is this… I don’t go in for shit like that.”

He begins to pace.

“I don’t give a fuck about the AOWF, let the MOA have it.”

He is angry now.

“But I do give a damn about Rebel Pro. It stood alone before the AOWF, It stands with the AOWF, and when the AOWF is dead and gone… Rebel fucking Pro will still be standing.”

He is pissed off, pulling out a Marlboro and lighting it up.

“I will not fucking stand by and let punks like that pussy Duncan Aries, that illegitimate offspring of a fucktard and a fifty cent hooker Jaice Wilds, and Violet Harper… a walking STD destroy what I and others built here. I will not fucking stand by and let the MOA destroy what my blood, what others blood, and what flesh has been torn to build this company be destroyed.”

He takes a drag.

“I will not stand by and allow them to take what it has taken years to build up over blood, sweat, and flesh. If I have to fight alone, then I will fight alone.”

He paces again.

“If I have to join forces with a respected enemy of mine…”

Suddenly, “The Regulator” by CLUTCH hits over the speakers, the burning skull of The Order of Chaos burns brightly on the REBELTron. Atop the entrance ramp appears Simon Kalis, the crowd begins cheering wildly as the returned REBEL Pro General Manager makes his way to the ring.

Larry Gordon: Two deeply heavy rivals for YEARS, Linzi.

Linzi Martin: Yeah their battles are well known going back to 2009 in the PWA.

Kalis enters the ring and gets a second microphone, waiting for the crowd to quiet down.

Simon Kalis: You won’t have to fight alone.

Fans: REBEL! REBEL! REBEL!

Kalis smirks, extending a hand.

Simon Kalis: Join us, and stand with us against the Masters. And we’ll make them regret ever stepping foot inside a REBEL Pro ring.

Bubba looks around the crowd, who’re cheering with approval as Simon smirks. Bubba and Simon shake hands.

Larry Gordon: Good Lord!!! Bubba J is now in The Order of Chaos!

The crowd cheers as Simon and Bubba each get cold beers thrown their way from the wandering beer vendor, they crack open the cans and chug’em down to the roaring cheers of the crowd.

Linzi Martin: The Masters better watch out now.

Bubba and Simon stand side by side, and both men salute the crowd- Order of Chaos style.

Fuck Off.

We fade to the staff and employee entrance of the arena, and a large contingent of security seems to be blocking the doors.

Security 1: We’re just following orders.

It’s then we see Violet Harper look at Jaice Wilds, both of the Masters then regarding the security guards with disgust.

Violet Harper: Actually, no, you’re just being an idiot. I have a match tonight. You have to let me in.

Security 2: That right?

The guards look at each other and then off in the distance, where apparently Jeremy Gold is watching to see if this rouse has worked.

Security 1: She’s right. Against Gold.

Violet Harper: Morons.

Harper and Wilds move to enter, but Security stops Jaice.

Security 2: You don’t have a match though. You can fuck off.

Jaice Wilds: Yeah by who’s word?

Security 1: The Order of Chaos.

Jaice Wilds: You’re kidding me. Violet go on in, I’ll catch you around. Let me deal with this.

Violet nods knowingly, and heads in. The door shuts and Jaice, not really nearly as tall as the hefty security guards taps his foot.

Jaice Wilds: So you see, the thing is-

Out of no where, a tire iron comes crashing down over the back of Jaice Wilds’ head. Jaice hit’s the pavement, the security guards laugh, as the attacker continues to bash Jaice in the chest, ribs and face with the tire iron. The tire iron gets chucked aside and the hooded man drops the hood back.

Masakazu: So it begins.

Masakazu bends knee and lifts Jaice up by the hair.

Masakazu: You deliver a message to Fley and Styx and the rest of them for me. Will you do that kind old buddy old pal?

Masakazu forces a groggy Jaice Wilds to nod.

Masakazu: REBEL Pro is a killing field for you and your circus of assholes and sexually frustrated girls. But most of all Jaice?

Masakazu stands, lifting Jaice with him. Masakazu throws Jaice Wilds onto his own car and jumps up onto the hood. Lifting Jaice back up, Masakazu spins with him… THE MASADRIVER THROUGH THE CAR WINDSHIELD!!! Jaice Wilds is buried under Masakazu and shattered glass, as Masakazu pulls himself out and stomps his foot, offering a salute.

Masakazu: ALL HAIL THE ORDER OF CHAOS!

He spits and security steps aside, letting him into the arena.

Masakazu: Give Duncan Aries my regards. He’ll get his too.

He disappears inside, as security smirks at the downed Jaice Wilds.

Jeremy Gold versus Violet Harper

DING DING

Jenny Jersey: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first!

“Born This Way” by Lady Gaga hits, and out steps Jeremy Gold in a black and yellow striped Adidas track suit, with matching headband. The crowd cheers him as he bobs and weaves, putting on a brave face. But from behind the curtain, Violet Harper, still in her street clothes rushes out and jumps. As she leaps, she grabs Gold by the face and crushes his head against the bottom of the entrance ramp, the crowd booing incredulously. Violet throws Gold into the ring and Jenny Jersey quickly gets out.

DING DING

Larry Gordon: Violet’s not wasting any time here.

Violet lifts Gold up in the ring, and whips him into the ropes. As Gold comes back, the tears stream off his face as he tries to duck but fails the incoming dropkick from Violet. Gold hit’s the canvas hard and begins screaming as he tries to crawl away.

Linzi Martin: I wonder if it ever occurred to anyone that Jeremy Gold is merely bait.

Violet grabs Gold by the heels of his feet and drags him back into the center of the ring while he screams for mercy.

Larry Gordon: What makes you say that?

Gold gets flipped over from his stomach to his back and Violet splits his legs open, winks and kicks him square in the balls. But it’s then the crowd cheers loudly, and Violet knows it isn’t for her. Not anymore.

Linzi Martin: That’s what makes me say it.

Simon Kalis and Bubba J are standing atop the entrance ramp, as Corlen and Masakazu sweep their way through the crowd surrounding the REBEL Pro ring at all sides.

Violet Harper leans over and shows no fear, begging them to come. Bubba and Simon move first towards the ring, circling. Jeremy Gold is up and he spins Violet around, much to everyones shock that he isn’t fleeing for dearest life. Jeremy Gold slaps Violet Harper across the face, meanwhile Corlen and Masakazu hop the barricade and surround the ring. Harper slaps Gold back and he spins dramatically in a 360 spin before falling to his knees and wailing in pain. Violet with a vicious snap kick nearly takes Gold’s head off. She covers!

1!

2!!

Violet sits up, shaking her head. She wants to put some damage on Jeremy Gold. She locks him into a sleeper hold- big mistake.

Gold taps before she can even finish applying the move.

DING DING DING

Larry Gordon: I think this is the first time in wrestling history someone tapped out to a sleeper hold.

Bubba J, Masakazu and Emily Corlen all hop up onto the rings apron now and enter the ring. Simon Kalis himself backs away and holds up a radio to his face.

Jenny Jersey: The winner of this match by submission… VIOLET HARPER!!!!!

Though she has no time to celebrate the victory as Masakazu strikes first with a thrust kick. She blocks it with her arms, but from her side Bubba J comes barrelling at her with a stiff right hook that lands directly on her chin. She stumbles right into Emily Corlen who DDT’s her into the canvas. Masakazu steps back, then jumps forward and begins unloading left and right kicks into Violet’s rib cage as Bubba J holds the top rope and stomps down on her face.

Linzi Martin: The fans are loving this!

Corlen and Masakazu hop out of the ring three security guards in full riot gear come streaming from backstage.

Larry Gordon: Violet’s in trouble.

Masakazu has a canister of gasoline as Corlen slides a table into the ring. Bubba J hoists Violet Harper back up to her feet as Corlen sets the table up near one of the corners. Violet isn’t going out like this without a fight, though as she elbows Bubba J in the face and leaps into Masakazu, both of them hitting the canvas. Corlen just smirks as she picks up the gas canister and pours it out over the table, while Violet Harper wails away on Masakazu with lefts and rights. Masakazu takes the punches to the face but grabs Violet by her waist and begins thrusting into her laughing. She cracks her elbow over his face but then Masakazu head butts her, lifting his knees up and flipping himself over on top of her, driving his knees into her chest.

Linzi Martin: Did you see that thrusting?! Like father, like son!

Bubba J rips Violet to her feet by her hair and cracks her over the face or tries to. But Violet Harper ducks and spins, hitting a super kick into Bubba’s face. Sadly Harper’s valiant struggle ends as Corlen whips Harper into the turnbuckle, charging and then crushing her between herself and the corner. Corlen lifts Violet up with her to the middle turnbuckle as Masakazu lights a cigarette with a match, then drops it on the table. It bursts into flames and he salutes Emily Corlen…

Fans: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

HARPER GOES THROUGH THE FLAMING TABLE VIA EMILY CORLEN’S GLAM SLAM! Simon points to Harper, and the security guards rush the ring and pull her out.

Linzi Martin: Payback for everything the MoA has done. I told you Jeremy Gold was the bait!

Security seem to handcuff Violet Harper and take her back up the entrance ramp to (hopefully?) be removed from the arena. Simon stops them and slips out an envelope from his suits breast pocket.

Marked “Dearest MoA”.

He slips it into Violet’s bra and snaps his fingers, security taking her away before The Order of Chaos does any more damage.

Pardon The Interruption

This is the part of the backstage area that’s decorated with a mountain of tattered Hello Kitty dolls, all the gold on Earth, and…given the lady poking the camera lens, you can pretty much the rest. Though she has been trying to make donuts recently. It’s not working too well.

Anna Mathews: Suce mii four intertupting the hole OoC/MoA thing that iz bound show up @ sumpoint during teh broadcast. Butt It’s tyme for a different kind of camera whoredom.

She clears her throat. And waits. From stage left, a wild megaphone appears. Its little legs pump up and down in a frantic run. Fellow camera whores, PuppetLisa and PuppetLiza respectfully, are in hot persuit. One has a knife sewn on its hand. Guess which one? The crazy little dodo mind prefers to shrug it off.

Anna Mathews: Eye think joo guys need more fireworks. Oar just more fire. How ’bout candy? Kan wii have candy? Overflowing skittle deathmatch. That shuld bea teh next show. Better jump awn et now, b4 Lisa steals it.

Before she can say anymore, an ear shattering cry breaks the barriers of sound.

Anna Mathews: Wat?

I SAID IT BREAKS THE BARRIERS OF SOUND!

Anna Mathews: Oh.

The Puppets return with their bounty. PuppetLisa drags her loud mouthed victim while PuppetLiza pats it on the head. She’s saying something. Odds are it’s encoraging optimistic fluff about rabbits. Anna blinks. So does everybody else. Oh, well.

Anna Mathews: Havva nice day!

Frantic wave, inane grin, fade to other forms of stupidity.

Team Mongly versus Thunderwolf & Jeffrey Drake

Monroe meets Jeffery in the middle of the ring and delivers a closed fist shot to Jeffery’s head. Jeffery slams his shoulder into Danny’s chest, knocking the man to the ground. Jeffery lands a leg drop on Monroe’s chest before getting back to his feet and pulling Monroe up again. Jeffery delivers a few hard forearms to Danny’s chest. Monroe connects with another closed fist shot to Jeffery’s head and the referee yells at him. Danny shoots a glare at the referee warning him to keep his mouth shut. Jeffery takes advantage of Monroe being distracted and lifts him up into a fireman’s carry and slamming him into the gorund.

Larry Gordon – That was a beautiful move by Jeffery Drake. Monroe needs to take his opponents more seriously.

Linzi Martin – The referee was distracting Danny on purpose by getting in the way.

Jeffery grabs Danny and pulls him to his feet again. Monroe lands a couple forearm shots causing Jeffery to stagger back. Monroe rushes toward Jeffery and Jeffery bends forward grabbing Monroe around the middle before throwing Danny over his head, executing a perfect back body drop. Unfortunately it was toward Danny’s corner and Monroe quickly makes the tag to Riona.

There is no hesitation in Langly as she climbs into the ring and delivers a single leg running dropkick to Jeffery’s chin. There is a loud crack upon impact and Jeffery goes down. Langly turns him over quickly and goes for a pinfall attempt.

1 . . .

2 . . .

Kickout!

Jeffery pushes Langly off of him and gets back to his feet; he rubs his jaw for a moment before locking up with Riona toward the middle of the ring. Jeffery pulls Langly closer, releasing Riona’s hands and grabbing her around the middle and throwing her over his head for a belly to belly suplex. Langly lands on her head and falls prone. Jeffery goes for a pin attempt but Monroe breaks it up putting Jeffery in a side head lock dragging Jeffery away from Langly, completely ignoring the referee. Monroe lands multiple shots to Jeffery’s head before dumping him out of the ring and returning to his corner.

Linzi Martin – Look at Monroe saving that crazy bitch! He should have a real partner!

Larry Gordon – And what exactly is wrong with a former World Champion as a partner?

Langly sits up slowly a bit stunned. She notices that Jeffery is outside of the ring and looks at Monroe for a moment before getting to her feet. Jeffery pulls himself up and gets back into the ring. He goes for Monroe out of anger but Langly cuts him off with a jumping high kick, taking Jeffery down to the mat again. Jeffery doesn’t spend much time down as he drives his elbow into the stomach of Langly, before fully getting to his feet. Jeffery goes over to his corner to tag in Kelser but before he reaches his partner Langly hits him with an overhead chop.

Jeffery staggers forward a bit before Langly grabs him around the middle and rolls him up for a pin.

1 . . .

2… kickout!

Larry Gordon – Riona is quickly gaining control in this match, it may not last very much longer if Jeffery can’t get a tag in.

Linzi Martin – I find it hard to care about this match while Danny stands outside of the ring.

Jeffery and Langly both get to their feet again. Langly runs forward and Jeffery delivers a knee to Langly’s chest. Langly doubles over and Jeffery uses this chance to make the tag to Dustin Kelser. Thunderwolf charges at the still doubled over Langly and grabs her under the arms and lifts her up before slamming her down. Langly lays prone and Thunderwolf jumps up and lands a senton splash right onto Langly’s chest. Thunderwolf makes the cover and Monroe interrupts again, this time by grabbing and punching the referee in the face knocking the man out. Jeffery notices this and calls to Thunderwolf.

Linzi Martin – It looks like we might need a new referee.

Larry Gordon – Is Danny trying to make Langly look bad?

Linzi Martin – That my dear, Geoff, is impossible. The slut already looks horrible.

Kelser gets up and checks on the referee only to be met with Danny’s boot in his face. Thunderwolf falls back and Monroe gets into the ring, rolling Langly to the outside of the ring. Monroe lands a few shots to Thunderwolf’s face, Thunderwolf returns the shots with a loud chop before grabbing Monroe in a bear hug.

Larry Gordon – Gotta have some

of that Kelser Love!

Linzi Martin – What did I tell you about making jokes?

Thunderwolf lifts Monroe up over his shoulders before pulling him down and delivering a death valley driver to Danny’s head. Thunderwolf lets go of Monroe and the man falls onto his back. Thunderwolf goes for the cover.

1 . . .

2 . . . kickout!

Danny drives his shoulder into Thunderwolf’s head, before rolling Thunderwolf off him. Monroe gets to his feet and kicks Kelser in the side, and then stomps on his chest. Thunderwolf grabs Monroe’s ankle and twists it rolling himself so Danny ends up on the ground. Thunderwolf stands up and twists Monroe’s ankle more. Danny grabs the rope as the referee comes to. The referee starts the five count and Thunderwolf releases Monroe’s ankle.

Larry Gordon – That’s a new move for Thunderwolf.

Linzi Martin – Don’t care. Danny is going to slaughter that has-been. Who cares if he discovered the use of twisting someone’s leg, it’s a boring move. Standard as standard gets.

Larry Gordon – There’s nothing wrong with the standard move set.

Linzi Martin – Sure, if you don’t mind a match that puts everyone to sleep.

Monroe gets back to his feet and trades blows with Thunderwolf. Monroe lands huge elbow to Thunderwolf’s face and Irish whips him into an empty corner. Danny grabs the back of Thunderwolf’s head and slams it into the turn buckle multiple times. Jeffery goes to help his partner but is stopped by the referee. Monroe turns Thunderwolf around the head and lifts him straight up, holds him up for a few seconds before dropping Thunderwolf down in a vicious brainbuster. Thunderwolf falls onto his back and Monroe goes for the pin.

1 . . .

Jeffery breaks up the pinfall attempt before being forced to return to his corner by the referee. Monroe pulls Thunderwolf back to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Jeffery is waiting with his hand outstretched and Thunderwolf takes the tag. Monroe looks over to his corner where Langly is waiting to be tagged in but Danny just ignores her and rushes at Jeffery looking to spear the man before he can full get into the ring.

Jeffery sees Monroe coming and pulls out of the ring, causing Danny to nearly crash into the turnbuckle.

Larry Gordon – Jeffery looks like he’s seen everything Monroe can do before. Did you see how he dodged Monroe’s spear?

Linzi Martin – Hey, Larry, I hear that Jeffery is looking for a new towel boy. Maybe you should apply.

Jeffery climbs into the ring and delivers a stiff forearm shot to Danny’s back. Monroe turns and returns with an elbow. Jeffery staggers back but isn’t caught off balance for long as he delivers a big boot to the chest of Monroe causing him to stagger into the ropes. Jeffery delivers quite a few chops to the chest of Danny before Danny pushes Jeffery back toward the center of the ring. Monroe grabs Jeffery around the neck with his arm and delivers knee shots to his chest. Monroe sticks Jeffery’s head between his legs and wraps his arms around Jeffery’s but Jeffery shakes his grip and throws Monroe over his head, straightening.

Larry Gordon – That’s the second huge back body drop we’ve seen tonight! Jeffery isn’t letting Monroe get the best of him.

Linzi Martin – Come on, Monroe, don’t that that hack beat you!

Monroe slowly gets to his feet but Jeffery is already there and picks Monroe up before slamming him down again. Jeffery knocks Langly off the apron, causing Riona to hit the ground hard again. Jeffery looks apologetic for a moment before he returns to Monroe and pulls the man up to his feet. Jeffery lifts Monroe up and hoisting him onto his shoulder before throwing Monroe to the mat in front of him. Jeffery rolls Monroe over going for a pin but instead gets punched in the head by Monroe.

Larry Gordon – I can’t believe it! Monroe was faking it!

Linzi Martin – That just proves that Monroe has got way more brains then Drake.

Monroe gets to his feet along with Jeffery. Danny launches a series of closed fist shots to Jeffery’s head, but that doesn’t last long as the referee gets involved. Jeffery delivers a devastating spinning heel kick to Monroe causing the man to stagger back. Danny launches himself at Jeffery but Jeffery is able to turn his body and get Monroe into a full nelson. Jeffery picks Monroe up before slamming him down executing a full nelson bomb. Jeffery takes quite a few steps back before running and hits Danny with a big boot. Monroe falls back and Jeffery goes for the cover.

1 . . .

2 . . .

Kickout at the last second!

Jeffery slams the mat in frustration but grabs Danny’s arm and begins to twist it.

Larry Gordon – Here’s a familiar move!

Linzi Martin – I know that you get excited when you finally recognize a move but do you have to announce it to the whole arena?

After a few seconds of twisting and turning, Danny’s arm is torqued around Drake’s right leg, Jeffery forcing Danny’s top forward as he continues to pull back on Danny’s arm. Riona charges in to break it up, but is met with a clothesline from Thunderwolf.

Larry Gordon: THERE IT IS!! LISA SELDON COMMEMORATIVE OMOPLATA!!

Danny tries desperately to find some ropes nearby, but is unable to find any close enough to break and is forced to submit.

And Then…

Larry Gordan: What a fantastic match Linzi!

Linzi Martin: That it was Lar! The fans were the real winners here tonight.

Larry Gordan: Lot of talent in that ring tonight. I was surprised by the chemistry that both of these teams showed tonight. Like they’d been tagging together all their lives.

Linzi Martin: You know Lar I…

“After the Flesh” by My Life With the Thrill Kill Kult hits the PA-system cutting Martin off and launching the fans into boos. Langly, Monroe, Drake and Kelser immediately start to scan the arena for what they know is to come. Their recently ended match already a distant memory.

Larry Gordan: Great… more of this. Damn it!

Linzi Martin: Easy Lar. This is all these guys know. Once they’re forced to start facing these same people that they’re attacking one on one? Well it’ll be a different story then.

It’s then that the rippling starts in the front row as The Masters start to swarm out from the crowd. The come in from all sides cutting off every route of escape. The four in the ring look around to each other, nodding and then go back to back, each one watching a side of the ring.

Lucious Starr, Fallen Angel, Silverback, Violet Harper, Duncan Aries, Jaice Wilds, Enika Engel and Nightstryker move towards the ring in pairs. All armed and all focused on the individual on their side. The four gathered in the ring pull their circle in a little tighter. From the entrance way Fley and The Way of the Future himself, Styx emerge from behind the curtain. Fley already has a mic in hand.

Fley: Well… isn’t this a coincidence? Both of the very people that we needed to talk to are together in the same place! That just makes things so much easier doesn’t it?

Styx and Fley start to move down to ringside while the other Masters come to a stand still circling the ring… poised and ready for the signal that will begin their attack. Fley seems almost jovial in his tone and walk. Styx seems distant.

Fley: See there are two ways this could go right now. We could all get in that ring and discuss things like rational human beings, settle our differences and begin a new era of dominance in the AOWF.

OR.

We can just storm the ring, beat the living fuck out of each and every one of you and begin a new era of dominance in the AOWF.

Fley and Styx finally reach ringside and find themselves standing with Enika Engel and Nightstryker. Fley props an elbow up on Bryce’s shoulder, while Styx lays a hand on Enika’s. Enika looks up to Dustin staring daggers. In the ring Dustin takes a step towards them, but stops.

Fley: Eh… we’ll take door number two.

As one The Masters storm the ring leaving Styx standing at ringside alone. He watches passively as the first wave of Masters hit the ring and are attacked in turn by the four at its center.

Larry Gordan: Yes! Fley catches a boot to the face from Thunderwolf!

Linzi Martin: Langly with a roundhouse to Aries! Monroe drops Harper with a lariat!

Larry Gordan: Drake ducks under a chair shot from The Brutal and finds Nightstryker with an elbow to the face!

Nighstryker’s head whips back, blood spraying from his nose. Drake goes to follow up the attack, but is finally floored by a baseball bat to the back of the head. The Brutal is there an instant later swinging his chair down on Drake.

Linzi Martin: Damn! Wilds just downed Drake! And now him and The Brutal are going to town on him.

Larry Gordan: Silverback wallops Langly upside the face with a chair, and she’s down!

Monroe tries to make a break for it and almost escapes, but Fley catches him from the outside with a shot from his metal staff that finds its mark right between his eyes. Monroe stumbles backwards right into a recovered Harper who smashes him in the head with a barbwire wrapped baseball bat.

Larry Gordan: Just Wolf now… they have Thunderwolf back up into a corner.

Linzi Martin: What are they waiting for.

Enika stands at the center of the half circle of Masters who have pushed Dustin back into a turnbuckle. Comprised of herself, Fallen Angel, The Brutal, Starr and Jaice Wilds they watch Wolf… waiting. On the outside Styx moves for the steel steps and finally starts to make his entrance into the ring.

Larry Gordan: Silverback and Nighstryker have pulled Drake over to the ropes and are tying him up in them.

Linzi Martin: Harper and Aries are clearing the ring of Langly and Monroe. Unceremoniously toss their bodies over the top rope.

Harper grabbing wrists and Aries grabbing ankles they toss both members of Mongly over the top rope, slamming them each into steel railing. Fley finally rolls back into the ring and retakes his position at Styx’s side as the older man walks across the ring to stand behind Enika.

Larry Gordan: I don’t think things are going to get any better from here Linzi.

Linzi Martin: Those four put up a hell of a fight though. There were just too many of them.

Dustin watches as Styx leans forward and whispers in Enika’s ear. She closes her eyes, lowers her head and drops the bat she’d been holding to her side.

Larry Gordan: Not sure what’s going on here. Are they trying to recruit Dustin?

Linzi Martin: Not really sure, Larr.

Suddenly Enika lashes out with the bat. Thunderwolf’s reflexes are enough to make it a glancing blow off the side of his head, but it’s still enough to send him stumbling back into the turnbuckle. Enika’s second swing connects dead with Wolf’s jaw and he drops to the canvas clutching his face. Enika lets the bat drop from her hands and pounces on Dustin with a primal scream. Beating and pounding on him with her fists.

Larry Gordan: I think Engel has just went outside her mind! She is just wailing on Thunderwolf with all the fury her little body can muster!

Linzi Martin: A woman scorned Larr.

Enika continues her assault on Dustin. Her knuckles starting to bleed as she tags the back of his head with left and rights. Finally Fallen Angel steps in and pulls a hysteric Engel off Thunderwolf. She lashes out at Nathan Kelser, catching him in the ribs, he takes it in stride and manages to catch both her wrists. She struggles for a moment longer before finally falling into hysterical crying. She slumps in his grasp and it’s then that Styx steps up and pulls her in close. The Masters as one turn from the fallen Thunderwolf and refocus their attention on Drake. Who is still tied up in the ropes but vastly more aware of his surroundings than he was some few minutes ago.

Larry Gordan: I was hoping they’d just forget about Drake.

Linzi Martin: Not likely. He was the first man they attacked up their return. He was the man that retired Styx. I don’t think the Masters will ever forget about Drake.

Fley steps forward, mic in hand and opens his mouth to speak but then pauses. Lowering the mic he looks down to Drake who glares back up at him. Nodding his head he flicks the mic over to Bryce, and whispering something to him moves away to Styx and Enika. Nightstryker smiles and crouches down to be at eye level with Drake. The booing grows from the fans.

Nightstryker: Hey, Jeff. Kyle sends his regards.

Bryce reaches out and pats Drake on the knee. Drake watches the hand on his injured knee. His body tensing.

Nightstryker: Styx has made a few decisions tonight. First, the frequency in which you will be sodomized will decrease significantly. He feels that he’s pushed you around enough and doesn’t want you going all Kipper Haven and flipping the fuck out. But really… I think you’re acting like a baby about all of this. You’ve suffered worse in sanctioned matches.

Again Bryce pats Drake’s knee. Jeffery glares back at him. He mutters something but it’s not picked up on mic.

Nightstryker: He really is isn’t he? Now this second thing I’m going to share with you I think you’ll really like. Styx has agreed to your meeting in Boston.

Bryce smiles and gives Drake a little thumbs up.

Nightstryker: See? He really is a giving guy. There’s nothing in it for him to meet with you and your flock and yet he’s gracious enough to meet one of your requests. Just make sure Shawn is there. To, you know, make everything feel like the good old days again.

Bryce finally pushes back up to his feet and starts to turn around, but pauses and looks back down to Drake.

Nighstryker: Right… I almost forgot about the third thing, an overrated number. He’s decided who’s going to be responsible for your fall. The fall to end it all. You’re the end of the line Hero. No more tomorrows. Have a good one.

With that Stryker finally turns away and “After the Flesh” hits the PA system one more time. The Masters start to filter out of the ring and up the aisle way, leaving behind the wreckage of their passing. Though as they begin to reach the top of the aisle, a legion of security guards seemingly armed to the teeth in riot gear step out, smacking their batons against their massive shields. The Masters know exactly who sent this contingent of security, but make no attempt to fight as they calmly leave from whence they came.

Starr Studded Warning

The scene opens on Simon Kalis’ office, the former General and current REBEL General Manager filing through some paperwork. As he sifts through some files, a knock is heard at the door.

Simon Kalis: Come in.

The door opens, Lucious Starr making his way in. Simon’s face shows his lack of excitement at this arrival as Lucious sits down, spinning in the chair a bit.

Lucious Starr: Aaron! Good to see you’re still in the business. How is business, by the way?

Simon Kalis: You’ve got a lot of fucking nerve Lucy. You’re lucky you didn’t join the rest of the MoA on their trip the hell out of my building, if only because you actually have a match coming up.

Lucious Starr: Aww, Aaron. What, no hugs? No manly handshakes? No “hey, how’s the ring treating you”?

Simon Kalis: You\re scum, Lucious.

Lucious pauses, shaking his head.

Simon Kalis: And to think, we had just put our past behind us…

Lucious Starr: The past IS behind us, Simon. We’re cool now. Everything’s on the level. I never turned my back on you.

Simon Kalis: The Masters, Lucious? What the hell is that all about?

Lucious takes a moment to size up Kalis, shaking his head.

Lucious Starr: It’s business, Aaron. The Masters needed someone who could lead us to dominance and a better future. I’m that person.

Simon Kalis: And what the hell qualifies you to lead them? What puts you in a place to call the shots? Styx and Brutal…

Lucious Starr: Styx and Brutal have been doing this for years. They have a grasp of what needs to be done to take over. But it’s a new time, a new regime. They need someone with the experience of leading in these times. And who better than a former Order General?

Kalis shakes his head, taking a deep breath.

Simon Kalis: You realize, Lucious, that Masakazu and the new Order will do everything in their power to bring you down.

Lucious grins, almost laughing.

Lucious Starr: And you realize, Aaron, that he’s no Simon Kalis.

Simon Kalis: He’s still able to lead the Order as well as I…

Lucious Starr: The hell he is, Simon. Look, I know you mean well. I know what you’re doing, and I know why. I get it. And believe me, I’m more than sympathetic to the Order’s cause. But you have to realize two things, Aaron. One, you are mistaking the Masters’ purpose in returning- much the way Mark Sommers and Riona misunderstood our rise.

Kalis shakes his head, appearing to get annoyed.

Simon Kalis: And what’s this other thing I supposedly need to realize?

Lucious pauses, leaning in.

Lucious Starr: I know Kaz. I know his weaknesses, his methods. I know how the Order works, how -we- do things. And that puts your son at a disadvantage. So I would suggest, as your friend, to have Kaz back down before someone gets hurt.

Simon stares down Lucious, the tension building. Kalis pounds his fists on his desk, getting up into Starr’s face.

Simon Kalis: Now you listen, Lucious. The Order is in the hands of a new General. A great General. One of my own blood, who will lead the Order to victory over the Masters of Armageddon. You may have been a member of Chaos before, but you have no connection to Masakazu and his Order. Masa will defeat you, and there is nothing you can do to prevent that. What’s started tonight is merely the first of our counter strikes against the Masters.

Lucious snickers, shaking his head. He heads for the door, turning his head at the last moment.

Lucious Starr: I’ll do what I can to keep him safe, Aaron. But if you won’t make him stand down, his fall is as inevitable as yours was. Make the right call, Aaron.

Lucious walks out the door, Kalis smirks.

Simon Kalis: You dumb son of a bitch.

Kalis reaches into his breast pocket and pulls out his Blackberry for some BBM fun.

Simon Kalis: Who’ll keep you safe?

Mathews/McNasty/Wood/Starr vs. Reyes/Sullivan/McQueen/???

“Love Is All Around” by Joan Jett and the Blackhearts hits up in the speakers of the arena as the team of Anna Mathews, Marvin Wood, Mark McNasty, and Lucious Starr come down to ringside; Anna holding up her three titles for everyone to see her shiny triumphs.

Larry Gordon: Here comes the team of Mathews, Wood, McNasty, and Starr down to the ring.

Linzi Martin: With Anna leading the way thanks to her multiple shinies.

“Killing in the name” by Rage Against The Machine hits up in the arena’s speakers as the team of Gonzo McQueen, Lyza Reyes, and Hunter Sullivan comes out from the back.

Linzi Martin: This team noticeablly down a member here.

Larry Gordon: Don’t forget the mystery man who recorded his audio promos for the week Linzi.

Both teams are in the ring, preparing to square off when…

Badass” by Saliva hits up in the speakers and the crowd jumps up to their feet as Bubba J… doesn’t come from the back?

Linzi Martin: Where is…

Larry Gordon: Right there!

Bubba J nails Anna Mathews in the back of her skull with a steel chair sending her down on the canvas.

Ding Ding

Bubba J swings the chair again, but Lucious Starr ducks under it, Bubba J drops down, and Hunter Sullivan with a big boot sends Starr over the top rope to the outside. Bubba J springs back up, staring into Hunter’s face for a moment before swinging the chair around and nailing Mark McNasty right in the face. Gonzo McQueen has Anna in a camel clutch, really torquing her body parts in hopes of injuring her severely. Lyza comes leaping off the top rope to nail McNasty with a spinning heel kick to send him on his side as well. Hunter Sullivan and Marvin Wood are locked up in a collar and elbow lockup, but Marvin is slowly pushing Hunter back in to the corner. Marvin quickly with a side headlock, into a bulldog, and a crippler crossface on the former Global Champion and prennial hater of Rebel Pro.

Larry Gordon: Look at the carnage.

Linzi Martin: My two favorite women are… well… in this match.

Lyza has McNasty in the corner delivering knee after knee into his ribs, but finishes off the onslaught with a stiff punch to McNasty’s fractured jaw that sends him loopy quickly. Bubba J launches himself over the top rope to land on the rising Lucious Starr as Gonzo tries his best to break Anna’s back with a surfboard submission. Hunter pulls himself and Marvin up against the ropes, breaking the hold and nailing Wood in the gut with his free hand. Hunter with a quick toss has Marvin on the outside of the ring, as he lands on the apron. Hunter with several kicks to his face nearly topples him over, but Hunter’s quick baseball slide sends him on over the edge to the floor below, before he follows him out.

Larry Gordon: Only a few offensive moves from one team and near domination from the other so far in this match!

Linzi Martin: Makes you anticipate the rest of the tournament doesn’t it?

Larry Gordon: It sure as hell does!

~Starr vs Bubba J~Starr with a sneaky low blow halts the third repeated chair shot allowing Starr to rip the chair from the gasping Bubba J. Starr connects with a solid shot sending the redneck up against the safety barrier. Starr with a second shot has him leaning over the barrier, and a third sends him on over the top to the crowd beyond.

Linzi Martin: So much for a safety barrier.

Larry Gordon: Its a risk that you take getting in the front row at a Rebel event.

~Anna Mathews vs Gonzo McQueen~Anna manages to somehow bite Gonzo’s hand, forcing him to relinquish the hold and she quickly spins, bringing her head up to nail him right in the mouth. Anna forces her self up, nailing Gonzo in the jaw with a spinning knee to the face and planting her foot, she delivers a roundhouse kick to his chin spinning him around to land on the canvas. Anna is off quickly, coming back and delivers a picture perfect Shining Wizard to the now downed McQueen. Anna takes a moment to bask in the glory of her move before McNasty…

~Mark McNasty vs Lyza Reyes~delivers an airplane toss sending Lyza over Anna’s head, narrowly avoiding her jaw with Lyza’s flayling feet. Lyza lands heavily on her side, rolling and trying to regain her feet as the swollen jawed McNasty stomps down on her arm and whips her back first in to the corner. McNasty slams her face into the top turnbuckle repeatedly before lifting her up on to the top turnbuckle and executing a German Superplex onto the canvas!

Marvin Wood vs Hunter Sullivan~Hunter pulls Marvin up to his knees, but Marvin with a snap sends Hunter over his back to land on the ring steps in a loud clatter of metal and grunts from Sullivan. Marvin stumble walks over to Hunter, lifting him up and whipping him back first into the railing. Hunter somewhat bounces off the barrier, Marvin there with a back body sends Hunter back first again on the steps, or actually the bottom part of the step. Hunter rolls off, holding at his back as Marvin stalks over to him, bending down and getting a face full of fist from Sullivan. Marvin stumbles back, wiping at his now busted lip as Hunter springs up, swinging the top of the steps and connecting solidly with Wood’s head. Marvin lands in a seated position against the barrier, Hunter obliges him with a running knee right in to his face.

~Lucious Starr vs Bubba J~Starr lifts the redneck up, dropping him throat first on the railing; Bubba J spits up a little blood after the impact. He falls to the concrete floor as Starr looms over him.

Larry Gordon: These two have very bad blood between them and I think both are going to try and rid the other of that here tonight!

Linzi Martin: Blood letting! The best afradesiac in the world!

Larry Gordon: Depends on your point of view Linzi.

Bubba J grabs a beer bottle and as Lucious leans over to pull him up, Bubba J nails him in the mouth with the bottle; it doesn’t shatter. J breaks the bottle on the floor before DDT’ing Starr’s head right onto the broken pieces. J isn’t finished though as he drags the neck of the bottle down Starr’s back, ripping him open from neck to waistline(shallow but irritating cuts).

Larry Gordon: I can’t keep up with the action, Anna somehow has Gonzo on her shoulders on the top turnbuckle!

Linzi Martin: You go girl!

~Anna Mathews vs Gonzo McQueen~Anna leaps off, but Gonzo twists in her arm, but Anna manages to counter Gonzo’s counter and slams him heavily on her knee; Gonzo folds over her knee. Anna stands back up, limping after that blow and leaps up to the top rope, back flipping with a double knee drop onto canvas! Gonzo moves out of the way!

Larry Gordon: Give it to Gonzo, its hard to keep him down.

Linzi Martin: But look at Anna, she’s up already!

Anna rolls on to her feet, spinning right around in to a spear from Gonzo that sends both him and her out of the ring to the outside where Bubba J is exchanging blows with Lucious Starr. Gonzo slams her face into the concrete floor before face rubbing her lovely features into the railing and then trying his best to give her canvas burn as well. McQueen face plants her into the ring apron before slamming a foot in to her face and she lands on the floor.

Linzi Martin: That cruel bastard!

Larry Gordon: On the other side of the ring Hunter is nailing Marvin with furious chop after furious chop!

Linzi Martin: He’s British, he’s used to getting slapped around.

Larry Gordon: That is the French you mean.

Linzi Martin: Exactly what I said, see?!

Exactly right, Marvin nails Hunter back with a stinging chop to the chest, catching Hunter by surprise. Hunter stumbles back, Marvin with a leg sweep sends the back of Hunter’s skull bouncing off the floor and Marvin is on him with a front choke hold, and its not the legal kind in any other federation, but strictly legal here in the world of Rebel Pro.

Larry Gordon: Only here would that hold be legal.

Linzi Martin: Why, would Hunter cry about it in another fed?

Larry Gordon: It is illegal in other feds.

Linzi Martin: Exactly why Rebel Pro kicks ass!

Hunter squirms, managing to bring a knee up to knee Marvin in the groin and break the hold, for the most part. Marvin still has the vestiges of the hold locked on, but Hunter easily forces himself out of the hold and nails a DDT onto the canvas. Hunter rolls Wood over, lifting him up and whipping him into the ring apron. Marvin comes back, back body by Sullivan sends Marvin up in the air… landing on his feet behind Hunter. Hunter spins around, front kick right to his chin knocks him out on his feet. Marvin leaps off the ring step there, connecting with a clothesline that he spins around quickly to lock on a sleeper hold on Sullivan.

~Mark McNasty vs Lyza Reyes~McNasty has Lyza in the corner, choking her on the rope there with an Anaconda Vise, but Lyza manages an elbow into his gut before stomping down on his left knee. Lyza kips to the middle rope, nailing Mark in the gut with a double foot kick(a weird kind of dropkick) and doubling him over. Lyza off the ropes quickly, swinging neckbreaker… or maybe jawbreaker? sends McNasty to the canvas. However Lyza isn’t finished yet, she pulls McNasty up to the top turnbuckle, sitting down right in front of him.

Larry Gordon: If she does what I’m thinking…

Linzi Martin: McNasty will be eating through a straw for the rest of the tournament!

Lyza leaps off…

TOP ROPE SUPER JAWBREAKER!

McNasty is out, he’s out cold and Lyza makes for the cover.

One…

Two…

Anna comes in and breaks it up, preventing the win and her team’s loss; but McNasty is still out cold.

Larry Gordon: My gawd what a close call.

Linzi Martin: Now look at Gonzo, he’s trapped in the ropes somehow.. no wait… that is pocket book straps.

Larry Gordon: That is a first here in Rebel Pro, these people will use anything.

~Gonzo McQueen vs Anna Mathews~(previous)

Gonzo lifts Anna up, over his head and a pocket book comes flying into Anna’s hands, she manages to wrap it around Gonzo’s throat and begin to choke him out as she falls off his back. Another pocket book comes flying over, a third, a fourth, and then a whole flood of pocket books flies over to Anna. Gonzo is trying to avoid the flying pocket books, but Anna is quickly choking the life out of him and he falls to one knee, before his other knee and then Anna slams him up against the railing. Anna quickly detaches multiple straps, before locking him on the ringpost with several straps, immobilizing him as she dives in to the ring to prevent the pin on McNasty.

~Bubba J vs Lucious Starr~Starr stomps down on Bubba J’s face before bringing down a steel chair onto his face and cutting his forehead open. Starr lifts the redneck up, face planting him onto an open chair seat and whipping him back first into the railing. Starr is seeming to demolish the Ragin’ Redneck before he picks up the bloody neck of the beer bottle and drags it down Bubba J’s face, cutting him open from forehead to just under the chin.

Linzi Martin: Look at all of the blood!

Larry Gordon: There is a huge amount of it here in this match!

Lucious goes to stab the Ragin’ Redneck, but Bubba J kicks him right in the balls once, twice, three times before Starr begins to fall forward, right into the Trailer Park Trash!

Larry Gordon: But no pin falls except in the ring!

Linzi Martin: Sucks for the Ragin’ Redneck, but I’m all for more blood and violence!

~Anna Mathews vs Gonzo McQueen~Anna slides back out of the ring, after saving her team, and nails Gonzo right in the face with a kendo stick wrapped in barbed wire from one of the pocketbooks.

Larry Gordon: Wow, how did that lady fit that in there?

Linzi Martin: A woman’s pocketbook is a vast mystery, some claim it to be the 8th Wonder of the World.

Gonzo fights the pain and blood getting in to his eyes, but is helpless to stop the brutality being dolled out by Anna as she releases another vicious shot to McQueen. Lyza crawls over, furious at Anna’s breaking up of the pin and releases Gonzo secretly.

Larry Gordon: Only Lyza could have freed Gonzo and she just did!

Anna swings again, but Gonzo catches the stick with his hand, causing the barbs to dig in as he boots Anna in the gut. Gonzo places the stick under her face and delivers a leg drop slamming her face into the stick and onto the floor. Gonzo isn’t done yet though, he lifts Anna back up, piledriving her onto the stick, which is now stuck in her hair. Gonzo lifts her up on to the Announcers’ table.

Larry Gordon: I’m moving, Linzi?

Silence from the other side, except for the sound of the headset swinging back and forth. Gonzo pulls a lader from under the ring, but as he sets it up, Anna gets up to her feet and meets him half-way up the ladder and they exchange blows all the way to the top of the structure. Hunter slides back in to the ring, Marvin is now handcuffed to the railing on the outside. Hunter lifts McNasty up, checking on him before nailing him in the jaw, just because he can. Lyza shakes her head to get the blood out of her eyes as Bubba J steps over the railing to the ringside area. He looks up at the ladder, blood pouring down his face as Lucious Starr leaps from the railing, spearing Bubba J in the back; both men hit the ladder similtaneously sending it toppling over.

Larry Gordon: I’m back folks and the ladder is falling! Both Anna Mathews and Gonzo McQueen were at the top of the structure!

Anna lands heavily on Hunter’s shoulders, using her momentum to spin him around and drive him hard face first into the canvas. She stays for a pin, not that she could move much anyways.

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Ding Ding Ding

Jenny Jersey: Winners of the match, the team of Anna Mathews, Marvin Wood, Mark McNasty, and Lucious Starr!

Larry Gordon: My gawd at the destruction!

Linzi Martin: Of course Hunter Sullivan cost his team mates the match. What a sloppy cunt.

Welcome To REBEL Pro

Wood begins to exit first. However this is interrupted as “The Regulator” hits over the speakers again for the second time tonight, and out steps Simon Kalis. Fully suited in black Armani, he has a duffle bag slung over his shoulder. He gives Wood a courteous smile and reaches into the duffle bag and pulls out a stack of hundreds straight from the bank. Ten grand in all, and throws it Woods way.

Linzi Martin: Is this the bonus the winning side gets?

Reyes is walking up the ramp next, and while disappointed with the outcome, she does receive a ten grand stack of cash of her own.

Larry Gordon: Clearly, not. No all of these wrestlers who are not under a contract with REBEL Pro and apparently those who are, are receiving $10,000 per match for the tournament. All out of Simon’s own pocket.

Linzi Martin: Thankfully that for you! AM I RIGHT?!

One by one each of them walks past Simon and receives a smile and ten thousand dollars cash. Anna Mathews receives an extra bit of niceness as Simon bows to the Queen of Dodo’s, after all he is her biggest fan. All of them are now gone up the ramp. All but two: Lucious Starr and Bubba J. Starr is already aware of the presence in the crowd of Emily Corlen and Masakazu. They hop the barricade and encircle Lucious Starr.

Linzi Martin: Starr is in trouble.

Larry Gordon: Yes. It’s time for payback.

Simon points to the REBELTron, and at either side of the Tron wave flags baring the Order of Chaos emblem. Finally, Masakazu grabs a microphone from ringside and hops into the ring with Starr.

Masakazu: Bitch.

Starr scoffs.

Masakazu: All you are. All you’ve ever been. Is a bitch. And if you were anything more Lucy man, you were a patsy for the planned demolition of the “old” Order. A patsy who’s lust for a World title blinded him to the fact that he was being used merely as a means to an end.

Masakazu glares into Starr’s eyes. Starr tries to focus on everyone, but Bubba J and Emily Corlen now each have a steel chair in their hands. Simon Kalis reaches into the duffle bag and throws Starr ten grand in cash, neatly held together by a bank wrap. The elder Kalis then turns around and walks up the ramp shaking his head but he gets a microphone handed him to by a staff member from behind the curtain.

Simon Kalis: The methodology and tactics I taught you, you never learned. Nor understood, let alone could you ever begin to execute them Lucious. You are, and always will be the Beta to my Alpha. But I do have good news, even for you.

Larry Gordon: So what does the winning side get?

Kalis pauses for dramatic anticipation!

Simon Kalis: The winning side will see their teams automatically advance to the second round of RP3T whilst the losing side shall have to start from scratch next Aggression.

Linzi Martin: Damn!

The crowd has a mixed reaction, since Starr was on that winning side.

Simon Kalis: I know. You’re waiting for the rest of the Masters to have managed to return to the arena, and to be out here behind me to throw me off the stage and cripple me and save your sorry ass. Right?

“After The Flesh” hits once more over the speakers. Masakazu, Emily Corlen and Bubba J now all stand behind Starr in the ring, weapons in hand. Starr smirks as Simon Kalis puts his hands behind his head and gets on his knees, awaiting the inevitable. But then the music stops, and Starr’s smile quickly disappears.

Simon Kalis: No. I forgot. I had those sorry assholes thrown the hell out of MY show, baby boy.

Kalis hops back to his feet, and points to the ring.

Masakazu: Ain’t that just… Supreme?

The Order rush Starr, who goes to fend them off but a quick chair shot to the face from Corlen stops that.

Simon Kalis: Consider this the beginning.

Masakazu lifts up his gi pant legs to reveal his trademark steel plated shins, as Bubba J stomps the shit out of Lucious in the face while Corlen drives the chair into his ribs.

Simon Kalis: Wherever the Masters of Armageddon roam, we’ll be there.

Corlen cracks the chair over Starr’s face, he’s bleeding now.

Simon Kalis: Whenever the Masters of Armageddon think they can gang up on the denizens of the AoWF? We’ll be there.

Bubba J lifts Starr up, TRAILER PARK TRASH ON LUCIOUS STARR!

Simon Kalis: Whenever the Masters of Armageddon think they can run rampant on REBEL Pro’s turf? We’ll fucking be here.

Corlen and Bubba hoist Starr to his knees.

Simon Kalis: Most of all? We’ll remind you of the words you forgot, Shadow Starr.

Masakazu leaps back, then putting all his weight into it hit’s a perfectly executed muay thai angle kick, the steel plated shins cracking Starr’s neck around like a rag doll as he hit’s the canvas. Bubba already has the beers from the beer vendor and throws Corlen and Mas each one. They all crack open their beers, the cans clink in cheers and they chug’em before pouring the rest onto Starr.

Simon Kalis: ALL HAIL!

Kalis hoists the microphone into the air.

Fans: THE ORDER OF CHAOS!

Bubba, Corlen and Mas exit the ring and join Simon as they disappear, leaving Starr a bloody beer covered mess in the ring.

And Many More

The screen goes black for a moment. When a familiar jingle begins to play.

Happy Birthday To You!

We see a flash of Lisa Seldon splitting Vincent Black’s face open.

Happy Birthday To You!

We see Violet Harper, Jaice Wilds and Duncan Aries, their faces rising to meet the camera. MoA Supreme.

Happy Birthday To You!

We see Emily Corlen and Justin Case with the REBEL Pro Tag Team titles, as they look out before them, an army of the who’s who in the AoWF tag teams coming right for them.

Happy Birthday To You!

We see Simon Kalis presenting Anna Mathews with a lovely cake, with candles and all. The Queen of Dodo’s smiles, a smile to match the shininess of all her shiny belts.

Happy Birthday To You!

We see Hardcore Entertainment raise the AoWF Tag Team titles high in the air at RPMIII.

Happy Birthday Dear REBEL Pro!

Finally the darkness dissipates, and all there is under the single spotlight is the terrifyingly sadistic REBEL Pro ring, barbed wire ropes and all.

In association with the Alliance of Wrestling Federations. REBEL Pro proudly presents, BIRTHDAY BASH 2012 LIVE from the Aggression Arena in Durham, NC on April 2nd, 2012.

Happy Birthday To You!

REBEL Pro World Tag Team Championship/RP3T First Round Match

C3© versus The Freak Show

We open up on a shot of Jenny Jersey standing center stage inside the REBEL PRO squared circle.

She gets ready to announce the next match up.

Linzi Martin: Mikey, our next match of the evening will surely set the tone for the remainder of the Tag Team Tournament. We have The Corlen Case Connection going up against the resently returning Freak Show. What a match this shall be!

Mikey Massacre: Excuse me if Im not quite as excited about this yawn fest than you are. Afterall, tag teams are just wrestlers who cant make it in the singles world. Being a Tag Team wrestler is rock bottom of professional wrestling.

Linzi Martin: You gotta be kidding me!

Jenny Jersey proceeds to announce the next match up.

” The Oddities ” by Insane Clown Possie hits up and out walk the monsterous duo of The Freak Show.

Jenny Jersey: The next match is set for one fall. It is a Tag Team Championship title match! Making their way to the ring at this time, hailing from parts unknown. At a combined weight of 510 pounds……..THE FREAK SHOW!!!

The 5 foot 6 inch Freak and the 7 foot 2 inch Shut down make their way inside the ring.

Once from inside the squared circle, they await their tag team opponents.

” E.T. ” By Katy Perry featuring Kanye West hits up and out step the team of C3. The REBEL PRO Tag Team Champions proceed to the ring

Jenny Jersey: Making their way to the ring, residing in Los Angeles, California. She is Emily Corlen. He hails from Edmonton, Alberta. At a combined weight of 405 pounds…….THE CORLEN CASE CONNECTION!!!!

The duo enter the ring as their manager The Wiz stands in their corner on the outside of the ring.

Both teams prepare for battle as referee Allan Stone gives last instructions to each team.

The ref holds up both Tag Team belts and then hands them off to the time keeper.

Emily Corlen prepares to start off as TheFreak starts off for his team.

The ref calls for the bell

ding ding!!

Corlen and The Freak meet in the middle of the ring. They circle each other as they size each other up. They then step into a solid grapple as each opponent strains for the upper hand. Corlen comes out with a kick to the mid section followed up by a fore arm to the head, pushing the freak back into the ropes as his back gets scratched up by the middle barbed wired rope. Corlen sends the freak into an Irish whip and as he comes back, she connects with a solid power slam! Emily gets the freak up and proceeds with a body slam, followed by coming off the ropes and diving off with a good looking leg drop across the throat of The Freak.

Linzi Martin: Its Emily with the upper hand here in the beginning of the match. I wonder how long she can keep this up?

Mikey Massacre: Knowing her, all night long!

Linzi Martin: Just call the damn match!

Emily walks over to The Freak and lifts him up into a smooth Russian leg sweep, but its blocked and reversed into a inverted bulldog! Advantage Freak! He gets Emily over to his corner, tagging in the 7 foot Shut down as they prepare for a tag team masterpeice! The freak lifts Emily up into a piledriver as Shut Down climbs the ropes and comes down with a spike piledriver! Corlen is in it bad! Shut Down takes over and his tag partner goes back onto the apron in their corner. Shut down follows up with a massive choke slam but Corlen blocks the move and out of no where lands a DDT! Both wreslters are down!

Linzi Martin: Can Corlen make it to her corner?!

Mikey Massacre: That would be a smart thing to do, Linzi.

Emily begins to crawl to her corner as Justin Case eagerly awaits the tag. Just as Corlen makes it her feet, she is within tag distance when Shut down turns her around as she goes to kick Shut Down, he grabs her by her leg. Emily then suddenly connects with a massive Enzigiri! Shut Down falls to the mat and Corlen jumps over to make the tag! Case enters the ring! He comes back with a huge clothesline and then gets Shut down into an STF! The ref looks on as Case grinds in the move!

Linzi Martin: Case can barely hold on to this move. Shut down is too big!

Mikey Massacre: Its just a matter of time before he is forced to let go.

Just like clockwork Shut Down breaks the hold and quickly makes it to his feet. Case follows up with a belly to belly suplex as the big man falls hard to the mat! Just then Emily Corlen tells Justin Case to keep on his opponent but Case’s ego gets the best of him. He trys to show up the audience as Corlen shakes her head in frustration. Thats when Shut Down sneaks up behind Case and lands a perfect full nelson suplex for the pin.

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KICKOUT!!

Corlen yells at Case to smarten up as he gets the clue. Taking Shut down into the ropes and choking him with the barbed wired rope. Thats when The Freak enters the ring illegally and trys to get at Justin Case. Corlen and Case take advantage of the situation and land C3 P.O. (Pretty Ovation)!! Corlen gets Shutdown into a T Bone suplex as Case proceeds with a rock bottom AT THE SAME TIME!! Case goes for the cover. Not hooking the leg.

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KICKOUT!!!

” TMG ” then calls out to The Wiz to get his barbed wire baseball bat! Case throws Shut Down outside the ring and tags in Emily Corlen. Emily attends to the fallen Shut Down outside the ring. After which The Wiz has beaten Shut Down with the barbed wire bat! Corlen throws Shut Down into the ring steps, as Shut Down hits hard! Corlen gets Shut Down up and piledrives him on the outside of the ring! Throwing him inside the ring. Corlen tags Case and they proceed with Boy Meets Girl! Cop Killah/ Ghetto Stomp ( Killswitch into a back sitdown piledriver as the tag member flys off the top rope shooting the opponent down with a missle drop kick! If thats not enough, they manage to pull off one more move called the Booby trap (Dooms Day Devise DDT)!!

Linzi Martin: Wow, this C3 team is amazing to watch!!

Mikey Massacre: How they find the will to work together with all the issues between them is beyond me.

Linzi Martin: Just enjoy what you see!

As Corlen and Case talk in their corner suddenly Shut Down escapes them and tags in his partner The Freak! He is fresh and wants blood! Case sees The fresh Freak and tags in Emily Corlen. She angerly enters the ring and hooks up with The freak as they grapple in the middle of the ring. The Freak takes charge and lands a few stiff blows to the back of Corlen, then throws Emily into the ropes with an Irish whip. Coming back its Corlen that ducks a clothesline and comes shooting off the ropes with her Skullcracker! She follows that with her Crimson Plunge! She then tags in Justin Case as they proceed with their tag team clinic. Getting the freak into Space Balls! 3 D (Dudley boys)!! ” TMG ” goes for the cover.

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KICKOUT!!

Linzi Martin: The team of The Freak Show wont give up!!

Mikey Massacre: You have to think sooner or later The Freak Show either have to fight back or suffer the punishment.

Case tags in Corlen as yet again they go for another tag team move. Setting the tone for the remainder of the Tag tournament. They get The Freak into their set up move Believe the Talent! (More bang for your buck (Young Bucks)!! They follow that up with Three’s Company! (Dooms Day Devise )!! Corlen goes for the cover.

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Shut Down breaks up the cover and trys to get at Corlen. The ref orders Shut Down over to his corner as The Freak finally shows some fight coming back with a massive Super kick and Corlen is knocked silly! The freak tags in Shut Down as they tag up for THE FERRIS WHEEL!! The Freak monkey flips an opponent out of the corner and Shut Down hits a Spear while opponent is upside down in mid air!! They then manage to get their end move up and running as they land Big Top Insanity!! Shut Down puts opponent on his shoulders and The Freak Jumps off the top Rope with a Hurricanrana!! He goes for the cover!

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CASE BREAKS UP THE COVER!! With Corlen out cold, Case goes back to his corner as Shut Down continues to shut down Emily Corlen, stomping a mud hole into her as she lay on the mat helplessly! Shut Down then plays up to the fans and turns his back, Corlen shakes off the punishment and regains control landing Seventh Heaven!!

She tags in Justin Case and together they hit their finisher APOLLO 13!!! (Made in Detroit- Motor City Machine Guns)!!! ” TMG ” goes for the cover hooking the leg!! As Emily Corlen runs over to smash The freak off the apron and outside the ring. The ref counts.

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” E.T. ” by Katy Perry and Kanye West hits up

Linzi Martin: ITS ALL OVER!!! What a match, what a site to see!! If this is what we have in store for us tag champions they will be hard to beat!!

Mikey Massacre: Even I kind of liked it

Jenny Jersey: Here are your winners and STILL REBEL PRO TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS……..THE CORLEN CASE CONNECTION!!!!

The ref raises the arms of C3 as he hands them their title belts.

They proceed to celebrate in the ring.

Just in Case U Didn’t Know…

Before anything else can happen, Arcarsenal hits over the PA to a reaction that….
well, certainly qualifies as loud. Teresa Quaranta comes through the curtain with
A million watt smile and a microphone.

Teresa Quaranta: Well, nobody saw this coming, right?

The crowd mostly dumps on her, since Teresa has kind of dumped on Rebel Pro since she got there. There are a few fans though. Teresa puts her hands over her heart as if personally hurt.

Teresa Quaranta: Well… I don’t agree with

what you’re saying, but I’ll defend to the death your right to say it.

She keeps smiling, and the booing section of the crowd gets louder.

Teresa Quaranta: Anyway… I figure I would give the AOWF’s biggest tag tournament a little more spotlight, since I’m the AOWF Champion and all.

MORE BOOS happen.

Teresa stamps her foot.

Teresa Quaranta: Okay, you guys are ASSHOLES!

Everyone cheers, and Teresa pinches her lips together. After a long pause she continues.

Teresa Quaranta: Well, now I want to introduce my partner for this tournament…

As C3 get handed the belts, they don’t seem amused by Teresa Quaranta’s interruption. Suddenly “End Titles” by Daft Punk hits and the crowd jumps to their feet. Masakazu steps out with a microphone tucked under his right arm, applauding. Emily Corlen smirks, shaking her head. Case doesn’t find this too amusing.

Masakazu: Congratulations Em. That was a hard win.

Case scoffs at Masakazu, who nods begrudgingly.

Masakazu: I guess, you too Case. Good work and all that, chap.

What a great Marvin Wood impression.

Masakazu: I know you and I have formed an alliance. But who says there’s anything wrong with a bit of friendly competition?

Emily smirks, Case scoffs yet again.

Masakazu: You see when Larry over there finalized this delicious plot to have the entire world and their mother compete for a chance at the REBEL Pro World Tag Team titles, it was pretty apparent to anyone watching just the massive gaping void and power vacuum left by the fall of The Order of Chaos tag team of father and son. And no offence Em, but your tag team partner is going to end up dragging you down. I mean it’s obvious in the way you two even became Champions you’re the superior specimen.

Case no like that. No like that at all.

Masakazu: There is one team, that was as yet unknown. Well. We’re here to give you a heads up.

Masakazu points to Teresa, then himself.

Masakazu: It’s the dawn of a new day, my friends. See you soon.

“End Titles” hits again, Masakazu offers Emily a friendly smile and a salute to his friend and ally. Case is the only one who seems upset, while Teresa Quaranta observes with the cool calm confidence you’d expect from the ultimate World Champion.

Quick Results!

Violet Harper defeats Jeremy Gold, BUT IT’S A TRAP!
Thunderwolf & Jeffrey Drake defeat Team Mongly, but IT’S ALSO A TRAP!
Woods/Mathews/McNasty/Starr defeat McQueen/Reyes/Bubba J/Sullivan BUT YET ANOTHER TRAP IS SPRUNG! JEEBUS!
C3 defeats The Freak Show, retaining the REBEL Pro tag titles.

NEXT WEEK, ON AGGRESSION!

RP3T’S FIRST ROUND CONTINUES!

#1- The Space Age (Kipper Haven and Lyza Reyes) vs. #8Hardcore Snowfall(Mr.Hardcore & Scottie Snow)
#3- The Corlen Case Connection© (Advanced to 2nd Round)
#4- Sticks and Stones (Marvin Wood and Matt Stone) (Advanced to 2nd Round)
#5- Nature (Pohatu and Lucious Starr) (Advanced to 2nd Round)
#6- Tru ReVolution (D.L. Slayton and Gabe Shelley) vs. #16- Teresa Quaranta & Masakazu
#7- Might and Magic (The Dragon and Moke Doshky) vs. Delicious Luxury Cakes (Gabby the Fashion Designing Cupcake and Brandyn the Liberal Fruitcake) vs. #9- Hardcore Entertainment (Bubba J and Vincent Black)
#10- Grade A Nastiness (Mark McNasty and Alex Wilkie) (Advanced to 2nd Round)
#13- Dodo-A-Gogo (Lisa Seldon and Anna Mathews) (Advanced to 2nd Round)
#14- Thunderwolf/Jeffery Drake (Advanced to 2nd Round)
#15- Queens R Wild(Gonzo McQueen/Jaice Wilds) vs. #17- Kvlt Drachen and Hunter Sullivan vs. #18- Cowgirls From Hell(Meghan & Tamika Nash Strader)

PLUS! REBEL Pro hands out awards for the year 2011! Whoa!

PLUS! Fuck The MoA! YEAH! See you then.