Aggression #9

~Rebel Pro exclusive~
(A video recorded from the security camera in the backstage of the arena.)

A man of medium height walks into the grainy black and white shot carrying a tray of chocolate covered strawberries, but he hurriedly changes the tray out with the one already on the table. Looking around, he dumps out a bag full of brownies onto an empty tray before looking around again and hurriedly walking away.

~Megavision~

Backstage we see ‘The Filth & The Fury’ Johnny Maverick getting ready for tonights big title match. he breaks out into a grin and the camera pans over to reveal Dirty Money, Chris Casino and KKP walking over to him.

MAVERICK: Gentlemen. What’s up?

CASINO: Look, on behalf of Dirty Money me and KKP just want to wish you well in tonights match.

MAVERICK: Thanks guys.

KKP: We’re sure you’ll win the title.

Maverick smiles.

MAVERICK: No matter who wins it stays in our camp. That’s all that matters.

CASINO: Sure Maverick. Sure.

Maverick looks first to Casino, then to KKP and smiles uneasily.

MAVERICK: Well okay, have a good match yourselves guys.

Maverick walks off and Casino turns to KKP who smiles, but both men rub at their stomachs as though it is paining them.

Out in the hallway.

KKP: Man… I’ve got to go!

Casino looks at his partner, then nods.

KKP rushes off to the bathroom, knocking a janitor down as he slams through.

KKP: Get out of my damn way grandpa~

Casino looks with disgust, he’d never use a public toilet, imagining the germs associated with doing so.

Aggression #9
Aggression Arena
Durham, North Carolina

June 18, 2010

“Attitude” by The Misfits hits up in the speakers. Chad Kurtis swings a chair, the motion slams an “R” up onto the screen.

“”Attitude, you got some fucking attitude”"

The scene changes to Marcus Marion who thrusts his right foot out to kick an “E” up onto the screen.

“I can’t believe what you say to me”

JT Whiplash throws a huge right handed haymaker, a “B” is slammed up beside the “E”.

“You got some attitude”

Here comes Chris Casino who smirks and from the flash of his extremely white teeth an “E” goes beside the “B”.

“Inside your feeble brain there’s probably a whore”

Young Money flash past in Jer$ey’s sweet ride and as the bass hits in his car a “L” hits up beside the “E” to spell out “Rebel”

“If you don’t shut your mouth you’re gonna feel the floor”

Duncan removes his sunglasses to flick his closed fist causing a “P” to slam and start a new word.

” Attitude, the one you got, oh baby”

Vincent Black molds a strand of barbed wire to make an “R” beside the “P”.

“Attitude, the one you got, oh baby”

Johnny Maverick comes by, giving an annoyed look as a “O” finishes “Pro”

“Attitude, attitude”

Cuzin’ Zeke takes the two words, pressing them closer together.

“Inside your feeble brain there’s probably a whore”

CUZIN’ ZEKE: Rebel Pro Wrestling.

“If you don’t shut your mouth you’re gonna feel the floor”

The scene changes to where Krusty Kid Paul is slamming back shots in a bar, he looks up, smiling and pumping his fist. the scars evident on his knuckles.

“Attitude, you got some fucking attitude”

KRUSTY KID PAUL: No Disqualifications.

“Attitude I can’t believe what you say to me”

Freak and Shut Down stand there bloody after a hellacious match.

“You got some attitude”

THE FREAK: No count-outs.

“Attitude, you got some fucking attitude”

Jacob Venar is wrestling Lacey Gloria.

“Attitude I can’t believe what you say to me”

Matthew and his younger brother Jonothan walk through the doors at the Aggression Arena, a ton of fans surround them quickly

“You got some attitude”

MATTHEW KURTIS: No bullshit.

As the song spirals down, we cut to Jenny Jersey standing center ring, no one around in the seats.

JENNY JERSEY: “Welcome to Rebel Pro Wrestling.”

JENNY JERSEY: The following match is set for one fall and is for the Rebel Pro Tag Team Championship…

The Halloween remix hits up in the speakers and the crowd immediately begins to boo as from the back walks Damien Alexander dressed in his Army fatigues. He swivels his head from side to side taking in the unadoring crowd.

JENNY JERSEY: From Paterson, New Jersey, he stands at six feet four inches and weighs in at two hundred and twenty pounds… He is “The Lethal” He is… DAMIEN ALEXANDER!

This announcement only brings more boos as Damien steps up the steps and into the ring, where he glares at the backstage curtain.

“Slip It In” hits up in the speakers and the crowd jumps to their feet, the men looking for something special and the boys trying to look past their mother’s fingers.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing his tag team partner, she comes from North Hollywood, California; she stands at five feet three inches and weighs in at one hundred and twenty-three pounds… she is…. MARINA BLUE!”

Marina pushes Ian’s wheelchair down the aisle, waving and blowing kisses to the fans along the way. Once at the top of the steps both her and Ian glare at Damien in the ring as she removes her trenchcoat to reveal a very skimpy wrestling outfit.

COREY TAYLOR: Oh hell yeah!

ROB MARTINEZ: How does she plan to wrestle in that?

COREY TAYLOR: I don’t know, but I’ll promise to pay very close attention and let you know.

“Smooth” and the expected reaction… isn’t happening. The men and boys are still locked on Marina as Chris Casino and Krusty Kid Paul step from the back. The women are booing, but the males in the crowd?… Nothing, except the sound of drool dripping to the floor.

JENNY JERSEY: And their opponents in this Rebel Pro Tag Team Championship match, weighing in at Gold and Silver, representing the Demi-Gods, they are your Rebel Pro Tag Team Champions… DIRTY MONEY!

KKP stops at the top of the steps, glaring? No Paul is staring at Marina and is barely able to move until Chris Casino slaps him a bit to wake him up and the two get in the ring.

DING DING

Marina starts the match off with Chris Casino. Casino offers a hand shake, but it is to Marina’s broken arm and she returns a slap to his face instead. Chris is rocked back, Marina presses her advantage with a slap to his chest, and a knife edge chop. She grabs the wrist of Casino, one arm Irish whip into the ropes. Marina dives forward rolling up to deliver a cast clothesline to Casino’s face. Chris ducks under, back kick to Marina sends her stumbling towards the ropes. Damien tags himself into the match.

ROB MARTINEZ: That isn’t going to make Marina very happy.

COREY TAYLOR: Me either, no bouncy bouncy boobies!

ROB MARTINEZ: You are utter helplessness.

COREY TAYLOR: Did you know that udders are titties?

ROB MARTINEZ: Is there anyone to help us?

Damien charges in, Casino with a drop toe hold brings Damien down to his feet. Casino off the ropes, slide right into Damien’s face. Casino pulls hiim up, right hand to the jaw, left fist follows up, and a chop to the chest finishes the little combo. Casino with a knee into the gut then a single arm DDT down to the canvas. Casino rolls up to his feet, blowing a kiss over to Marina as he stomps down on the head of Damien Alexander before bringing him up to his feet. Casino drags him over to KKP, Marina not doing anything to help her partner. Casino and KKP make the tag, here comes Krusty; just staring at Marina with a look of lust all over his face. Casino taps him in the face again, KKP comes around after shaking his head.

ROB MARTINEZ: Marina’s outfit distracting to say the least.

COREY TAYLOR: I’m notdistracted by it, I’m infatuated by it.

KKP with a boot to the head of Damien and Marina isn’t coming in to help at all, she is enjoying this… in fact she is urging it on a bit. Casino begins to join in on the stompdown fest held in the arena, Marina steps over to help her partner. Instead she begins to stomp down on Damien as well, lowering herself down to his face, with a lovely little smile on her face. Damien looks up, dazed from the short but brutal beating. Low blow to both Casino and KKP; with KKP winning the prize of the cast right to the go-nads. KKP drops to his knees, a foul stench coming from his backside as a similar smell comes from Chris on the other side as he

drops as well. Marina steps up, waving at her nose as Paul lands on top of Damien.

One…

Two…

Marina pulls KKP off of Damien, for all of her hatred for that man, she wants to win the titles.

ROB MARTINEZ: What is that…. smell?

COREY TAYLOR: I… don’t… know… but I think they farted.

ROB MARTINEZ: I’m not feeling well at the moment, I’m nausiated.

Marina releases a sound from her backside as well, turning to see who is behind her. She pulls KKP up, placing his head in between her thighs, a place that any man would love to be. She jumps up, delivering his face hard into the canvas on Damien’s boot. Casino rushes forward, Marina spins around, kick right to his face. But she drops down on top of Casino, holding at her stomach. Jimmy Johnson drops down as well.

One…

Johnson is clutching at his stomach.

Two…

COREY TAYLOR: I’ve got to go….!

Three.

DING DING DING

Jimmy slides out of the ring, heading hurriedly for backstage.

JENNY JERSEY: Winners of the match and NEEEEEEEW Rebel Pro Tag Team Champions… Damien Alexander and Marina Blue!

The crowd in the front row is gagging big time as all four wrestlers head hurriedly backstage, Damien and Marina leaving their belts in Jenny’s hands. Ian rolls over, holding his nose as Jenny hands him the two belts for Marina and Damien.

ROB MARTINEZ: What is going on? We’ll be right back, enjoy this comm….

The sound of his headset clattering to the desk carries us off into a commercial.

~Commercial for Bean’s Used Cars-Even a blind guy can drive ‘em~
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~Commercial for Brad’s Computers-hit the letter and it’ll put it on the screen~

As we come back from commercial break, Rob Martinez and Corey Taylor are not at the announcer’s table. Instead the headsets are just thrown in front of their chairs. Jenny Jersey is holding to a headset, the ear piece right to her ear. She stands up, bringing a microphone up to her lips.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, we are having a technical difficulty at the moment. Please continue to be patient and hopefully we can get this resolved.

Jenny leans back over, holding the ear piece to her head before she takes it off, heading into the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: Ok Rebel Pro fans, it seems that something is going amiss backstage and is as of yet unknown what is causing it, but we assure you that Rebel Pro wrestling will still take place here tonight!

The crowd cheers their hearts out.

JENNY JERSEY: I’m here to let you know the results of the Lottery drawing that was held after the show last week.

The crowd is up again.

JENNY JERSEY: Now this may get a little confusing so please bare with me through it, alot depends on who wins.

She looks down at her note cards.

JENNY JERSEY: Damien Alexander and Marina Blue will defend their newly won Rebel Pro Tag Team Titles against some combination of the following four people… Jacob Venar!, Johnny Maverick!, Xandor Cross!, or The Freak!

She shuffles that card to the back, pulling up the Aggression Title Lottery card.

JENNY JERSEY: For the Aggression Championship, either Jacob Venar or Xandor Cross will defend the Aggression title against the returning Matthew Kurtis!

Another card shuffle, bringing up the World Title winner.

JENNY JERSEY: And for the Rebel World Title, either Johnny Maverick or Marcus Marion will be defending against… “The Millenium Game” Justin Case!

The crowd loves the Lottery, they can’t help themselves.

JENNY JERSEY: And now, for a commercial break while you folks here will watch some highlights of Rebel Pro 2009.

~Megavision~

Backstage we see the REBEL World heavyweight Champion ‘The Revolutionary’ Marcus Marion and his lady Nichole Rhodes getting ready for tonights big title match. They break out into grins and the camera pans over to reveal Dirty Money, Chris Casino and KKP walking over to him, both looking a bit worse for the wear; a bit green around the gills.

MARION: Casino. Krusty. What can I do for you?

CASINO: Look, on behalf of Dirty Money me and KKP just want to wish you well in tonights match and don’t eat the brownies.

KKP: Or the chocolate covered strawberries.
MARION: Um… thanks guys.

KKP: We’re sure you’ll retain the title.

Maverick smiles.

MARION: No matter who wins it stays in our camp. That’s all that matters.

CASINO: Sure Marion. Sure.

Marion looks first to Casino, then to KKP and smiles uneasily.

MARION: Huh. Okay well me and Nichole need to get ready. See you guys later.

Marion and Rhodes walk off and Casino turns to KKP who smiles.

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- MEGAVISION -

“Come one, come all, come quickly, and witness the event of a lifetime!”

(Fade in. A man appears on the screen. He wears a black vest, white shirt, black cape, and a black top hat. He has long, untidy dark brown hair, and his face is concealed by a half-faced white opera-style mask, the lips of which curl into a devilish smile. His eyes are two different colors; the one behind the mask is red, and the other one is blue. On his chin is a pointed goatee, and he brandishes a smile to match his mask. The medium close up allows only a view of the waist up, and behind him lies a red curtain dropback.)

MAN: Good evening, REBEL Pro.

(The man has a gentle, animated voice, much like ringleaders and ushers at carnivals or circuses have.)

MAN: Now, I am terribly sorry to deprive you of the action, but I can assure you, I won’t be long. Oh, I’m sorry, where are my manners, indeed? I am the Ringleader.

(The Ringleader bows his head slightly.)

RINGLEADER: Now, where were we? Oh yes.

(He clears his throat.)

RINGLEADER: I have come to answer to the demands of one Justin Case. Ahah… AHAHAHAHAHAHA!

(The Ringleader laughs a sick, maniacal, high pitched laugh. His composure changes, as does his expression, and his voice.)

JESTER: And, allow me to introduce MYself. My name is JESTER! AHAHAHAHAHA!

(Ringleader’s voice has changed from gentle and animated to raspy, coarse, high pitched, maniacal and incredibly evil, much like a demented clown.)

JESTER: Now, Justin. We believe we have some explaining to do, don’t we? You see, Justin, we are responsible for what happened to you two weeks ago. AHAH! WE are the one who set the MONSTER loose who HUMILIATED you in front of your family, your fans, and EVERYONE WHO WAS WATCHING! HAHAHA! WE are here because you have asked for a MATCH with this monster. Do you have any idea what you have done for us? You have opened the doors to this business! You have allowed US and the MONSTER to join you in fabulous REBEL Pro! For this, Justin Case, we must thank you.

(Jester smiles sickly.)

JESTER: However, we must ask you to forgive us if the form in which we will thank you is CRUEL AND UNUSUAL TORTURE! AHAHAHAHAHAHA! Because, you see, our client, the MONSTER that you called out last week, is THIRSTY. VENAR, I’m sure you know him, hasn’t given us much of an opportunity to allow our monster to FEED! But YOU, Case! You have offered yourself up to be sacrificed before the MIGHTY AKUMA! Oh, dear me, it seems we have spoiled the surprise! AHAHAHAHAHAHA.

(The camera zooms out slowly.)

JESTER: Allow us to introduce you, Justin Case, to your opponent for Red, White, and Bruised 2010! He is not a man, he is a BEAST. A MONSTER. A DEMON sent straight from hell! A man so VICIOUS, so BRUTAL, that when he’s not in the ring… I have to keep him heavily sedated! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! He’s BIG! He’s MEAN! And guess what, Justin Case? Ahah, ahahah, AHAHAHAHAHAHA! HE’S. HUNGRY. FEAST YOUR EYES, JUSTIN CASE, ON AKUMA THE MALIGNANT! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!

(The camera stops zooming out, and we can see the desk behind which Jester sits, as well as the chair behind it and his legs that we can see beneath the desk. Suddenly, a figure stands up in front of the camera. The man has long wiry black hair, and his face is covered by a glossy black mask, but the feature that stands out is his eyes; pure black. Akuma the Malignant roars a BEASTLY roar as Jester laughs loudly in the background, and we violently cut to black as Akuma strikes the camera.)

The show fades back in with the REBEL Pro cameraman quickly roaming around ringside, filming the crazy and raucous fans ready for more REBEL Pro Aggression action. Awkwardly, Jenny Jersey is not in the middle of the ring, but sitting at the broadcast table with former 2-time World Champion and Best of the Best 2008 winner, Bubba J!

JENNY JERSEY: Welcome back fans to REBEL Pro Aggression! I’m Jenny Jersey, sitting in for Rob Martinez and next to me is former REBEL Pro Champion, Bubba J!

BUBBA J: It’s about time I got a shot at doing this gig! What’s going on around here that pansy ass Rob and Corey aren’t here?!

JENNY JERSEY: Well, Bubba, it seems everyone in REBEL Pro has contracted a stomach flu bug or something.

BUBBA J: You’re telling me everyone’s got the shits?!

Bubba lets out a mocking laugh.

BUBBA J: This is great! This is GREAT! Just don’t touch me Jersey! Who knows where YOU’VE been?

JENNY JERSEY: Not a problem, Bubba. I don’t want a rabies shot.

The remix of “Requiem for a Dream” starts to play and the fans get on their feet.

JENNY JERSEY(house mic): Ladies and gentlemen, our next match is the second of THREE title matches here on Aggression as determined by our owner Larry Gordon’s Pick 3 Lottery and is for the REBEL Pro Aggression Championship!

The crowd goes into a loud pop.

JENNY JERSEY(house mic): Introducing first is the challenger, making his REBEL Pro debut, from the City of Angels, weighing in at two hundred and eighty five pounds…XXXAAANNNDDDOOORRR CCCRRROOOSSS!!!

Xandor Cross steps out wearing his traditional black coat and hood. After a few moments of taking in the crowd pop, he slowly raises his head and does the motion of the cross before beginning his ominous and gingerly trek to the ring. Once in the ring, Cross’ music fades.

“YOU SAY YOU KNOW JUST WHO I AM”

“Anthem For The Underdog” by 12 Stones starts to play and a large contingent of the crowd goes into a hateful boo to go with some pop.

JENNY JERSEY(house mic): And his opponent is the defending champion, from British Columbia, Canada, weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds, he is the reigning REBEL Pro Aggression Champion…JJJAAACCCOOOBBB VVVEEENNNAAARRR!!!

Jacob Venar emerges from the back with the Aggression Title strapped around his waist. As Venar makes his way to the ring, Jersey rejoins Bubba J.

BUBBA J: Venar is really eye-ballin’ this new guy up. But he’s looking a little pale.

JENNY JERSEY: I heard there were fights just to get to the restrooms. This stomach flu is more like an epidemic!

BUBBA J: It doesn’t seem to be bothering this Xandor Cross fella. He’s serious as a STD and I probably know!

Venar makes into the ring, unstraps the title belt, and lifts it up for all to see. Cross steals a brief glance at the championship belt, before turning his gaze back to the champion. A pale and sickly-lookingReferee Alan Stone takes the belt and gives to it to the ring attendant.

BUBBA J: Oh shit! Even Stone’s got the runs!

More huge laughter from the former champion as Stone calls for the bell.

DING!!!

DING!!!

JENNY JERSEY: Xandor Cross is wrestling his first REBEL Pro match right now, but he’s already gotten under the skin of both Justin Case and Jacob Venar.

BUBBA J: Hey, I’d be pissed if a holier than thou Jesus freak called me out and made me look stupid!

The two competitors lock up at center ring. The bigger Cross quickly takes the early advantage with a side headlock. He wrenches it a couple times, causing Venar to grimace. Not to be outdone, Venar lifts Cross up and hits a back suplex, but Xandor hangs on to the headlock although he was dropped back first! Venar, though, instinctively rolls Cross onto his shoulders and Stone is in perfect position to make the count.

JENNY JERSEY: ONE!!!

Cross releases the hold to break the count. He gets on his feet as does the Aggression Champion. They lock up again this time Venar gets the upperhand. Venar goes for a short arm clothesline but Cross ducks it just in time, gets behind Venar, and scores a huge German suplex on the Aggression Champion!

JENNY JERSEY: Cross shifts his legs into a bridge! Gross is there! ONE!!! TWO!!! STRONG KICKOUT BY THE CHAMPION!!!

Both men get to their feet very quickly, shooting death wish eyes at each other. The fans give the two men an anxious round of applause, though they can feel the tension building between the champion and the challenger.

BUBBA J: These two look like there ready to kill each other or head for the back to sit on the throne!

A third lockup at center ring. Venar scores a knee to Cross’ gut. The champion starts landing clubbing forearms to the back of the challenger’s neck. Cross, however, refuses to go down! He turns to defend himself and Venar unleashes punches to the face! Cross decides to match Venar’s burst and fires back with thunderous shots of his own, and now the two superstars stand at center ring trading hard punches, and the fans are on their feet, almost soiling themselves!

BUBBA J: That’s what I wanted to see!

Cross nails Venar with a headbutt that staggers the Aggression Champion. Venar reels back, grabbing his forehead, trying to clear his vision, while Cross hits the opposite ropes and comes back with a big boot that sends the champion down to the mat like an assassinated president.

JENNY JERSEY: There were bad intentions behind that boot!

BUBBA J: I think I can see the Cross’ boot brand on Jacob’s forehead!

Venar tries to shaked the cobwebs off. Cross doesn’t immediately go after Venar as he starts holding his abdomen and grimacing. Alan Stone checks on Cross, who only pushes him away.

JENNY JERSEY: It look like Cross is feeling queezy.

BUBBA J: Looks more like he wants to hurl! or maybe drop a load in the Porcelin King.

Jacob Venar seems to be get his bearing back and starts to get up. He sees Cross struggling with to keep himself from throwing up and see his opportunity. He bounces off the ropes with speed and heads towards Cross when…

JENNY JERSEY: SUPERKICK BY CROSS!

Venar goes down again! Cross goes for the cover with Stone in tow.

JENNY JERSEY: ONE!!! TWO!!! KICKOUT BY THE CHAMPION!

Cross is frustrated. He slaps on a rear chinlock. The champion tries to roll out of it, but the REBEL Pro rookie puts all his weight into the hold. Stone asks Venar if he wants to submit, but Venar wildly shakes his head in the negative.

“NNNOOO!!!”

Venar finds the strength to slip out of the hold, but Cross meets him with a knee to the side of the head.

CROWD: OOO!!!

Cross drags the staggered champion up. The crowd is now split.

CROWD: COME ON JACOB!!! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! COME ON CROSS!!! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!

In a quick fluid motion, Cross plants Venar head first into the mat with a vicious DDT! Cross makes the cover.

JENNY JERSEY: ONE!!! TWO!!! THR-!!!

BUBBA J: NOPE! JACOB GETS HIS SHOULDER UP AT 2 3/4!!!

Crowd goes insane at Venar’s resilience. Cross isn’t moved by the sudden shift in support. The challenger sets Venar up for suplex. He tries to lift the Aggression Champion, but Venar blocks it. Cross tries again but gets the same result. Cross finally knees Venar in the gut, doubling him over. As he positions Venar, he does the cut throat motion to the fans. Again, the crowd is split!

JENNY JERSEY: Looks like Xandor Cross is looking to finish this!

Cross tries to lift Venar into for his Golgotha finisher, but the Aggression Champion fights it. Again, Cross goes for it and another block by Venar! Using whatever strength he has, Venar reverses it.

JENNY JERSEY: BACK BODY DROP BY JACOB VENAR!

BUBBA J: Where did that come from?!

JENNY JERSEY: Simply put, he’s the REBEL Pro Aggression Champion! He’s going to do everything in his power to stop a threat to his title. Stomach flu or not!

The back body drop actually does more damage than expected as Cross lands awkwardly and

in a heap. He holds his back and Venar gets to his feet and drops an elbow across the sternum of the challenger, driving the air out of him!

BUBBA J: JACOB FOR THE COVER!!!

JENNY JERSEY: ONE!!! TWO!!!

BUBBA J: DAMN IT! I hate that Venar!

Cross indeed gets his shoulder up and gets to his knees. Jacob hits the ropes and comes back with a vicious boot to the head!

JENNY JERSEY: VENAR NEARLY BEHEADS CROSS! What a comeback by the Aggression Champion!

BUBBA J: Does Cross still have a head?! I thought I saw it go into the back rows!

Cross seems down and out. Venar hooks the leg this and makes the cover.

JENNY JERSEY: ONE!!! TWO!!! THR-!!! NO!!! CROSS BARELY GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!

BUBBA J: Are you shitting on yourself or something Jenny, cause my nose detects the faint aroma of shit.

Venar drags Cross up by his hair, and pulls back a bit. He shakes his head as if saying, “Are you crazy or something?!” Venar nails several forearm shots to the former champion’s face. He runs to the ropes, bounces off and…

JENNY JERSEY: ENZIGUIRI BY VENAR ON CROSS!

Venar gets a nice ovation from his supporters in crowd. The Cross contingency starts to cheer Cross on. Venar realizes he’s going to need to do something bigger and riskier to put Cross down. Instead of pinning of Cross, he heads for the corner.

BUBBA J: Ooo! This doesn’t look good for Cross!

JENNY JERSEY: Venar could be going for the Leap of Faith Shooting Star Press or his SMW Swanton Bomb!

As Venar starts to climb the ropes, Cross somehow gets up and cuts off Venar’s progress. He lays in some nasty, desperate punches into the champion, but Venar fires back with shots of his own. With Venar perched in the corner, Cross scores with a HUGE European uppercut that wobbles the champion.

JENNY JERSEY: This is a PPV quality match!!!

BUBBA J: It’s REBEL Pro, dumbass!

Cross joins Venar up on the corner, begins to set up Venar for a superplex! Venar tries to fight it, but Cross won’t let up. Both men are now perched on the top rope and the fans are on their feet as they await the impact of this possible momentum-shifting move. The Aggression Champion still tries to fight it and both men wobble in both directions. Either Venar and Cross go for a superplex ride or they will both crash and burn unto arena floor! Cross pulls back and hits the move! The Aggression Champion and challenger land in a heap in the middle of the ring. The crowd explodes!

Crowd: REBEL PRO!!! REBEL PRO!!! REBEL PRO!!! REBEL PRO!!! REBEL PRO!!! REBEL PRO!!! REBEL PRO!!! REBEL PRO!!! REBEL PRO!!!

Cross is flat on his back, arms outstretched. Venar is face down, eyes closed.

JENNY JERSEY: What a desperation move by Cross! Both men are down!

BUBBA J: Holy Sh(beep)t! These two guys are nuts!

The two men get a huge ovation from the fans! Stone checks to make sure both men can still continue, and gets a “yes” from the two superstars. He signals the match to continue, and they both men groggingly stand up and lock up one more time! Venar hits Cross with elbows to the face, doubling Cross over. The champion grabs hold of his head and…

JENNY JERSEY: BERMUDA TRIANGLE!!! VENAR’S GOT CROSS IN THE BERMUDA TRIANGLE!!!

BUBBA J: This thing is over!

Venar cinches in the move. Half the crowd yells “TAP”, while the other half yell “LET’S GO CROSS”. Referee Stone looks for a submission, but Cross just won’t give. He tries to use his power to get out of it, but Venar is having no part of it. Cross is quickly fading.

BUBBA J: Come on, Cross, you can beat this God hating punk!

Stone lifts Cross’ arm once, but he doesn’t let it drop. He starts to punch at the gut and kidneys of the Aggression Champion. Venar grits his teeth and keeps the hold locked on. Cross continues to punch at Venar’s stomach area. Using his powerful legs, Cross rolls Venar unto his shoulders.

JENNY JERSEY: Pinning combination by Cross! ONE!!! TWO!!! NO! Venar had to release the Bermuda Triangle to keep from losing the match!

The Aggression Champion wastes no time and goes to the attack. He bombards Cross with a flurry of punches to the head. He pins Cross.

JENNY JERSEY: Stone isn’t counting!

BUBBAJ: STONE’S GOING TO HURL!!!

Stone runs to the other side of the ring and let’s it go.

CROWD: EEEWWW!!!

BUBBA J: SICK!

JENNY JERSEY: That was gross! But Venar is furious!

CROWD: YOU THREW UP!!! YOU THREW UP!!! YOU THREW UP!!! YOU THREW UP!!! YOU THREW UP!!! YOU THREW UP!!!

Stone gets over initial shock of what’s transpired and realizes that Venar is in his face yelling at him to do his job!

BUBBA J: If Stone hadn’t thrown up, Venar would’ve beaten Cross!

JENNY JERSEY: Stone couldn’t help it!

Stone looks at Venar, the dazed look leaving his eyes as his mouth makes a sort of “O” motion then… Alan Stone hurls all over Jacob Venar!

BUBBA J: Damn that’s funny right there, damn funny!

Venar wipes the puke off his body as Stone turns around to hurl again off the side of the ring.Venar grabs the groggy Cross and sets him up for a Fisherman’s suplex.

BUBBA J: Uh-oh! Venar is so pissed off I think he’s going for his Clip Your Wings Fisherman’s Driver!

JENNY JERSEY: I think you’re right, Bubba!

BUBBA J: CROSS WINGS GOT CLIPPED!!!

JENNY JERSEY: HE NAILED HIM!!!

Stone is there for the cover.

JENNY JERSEY: ONE!!! TWO!!! THRE-!!!

BUBBA J: What the F*bleep*k, Cross was able to kick out!

The Aggression Champion is shocked and glares at Alan Stone. Venar grits his teeth and hauls Cross back up. He sends the challenger into the ropes and readies him for a back body drop. Cross bounces off the ropes and is hooked by Venar for a Samoan Drop, but Cross hooks Venar’s other arm with his leg! As both men go back, Cross pulls

Venar back hard.

BUBBA J: HOLY SH(beep)T! That’s a SICK Crucifix Driver!

Out of nowhere, Cross drives Venar head and neck first backwards, hitting his Crucifix driver finisher, Thy Kingdom Come! Venar instantly goes limp on the mat.

JENNY JERSEY: VENAR’S OUT!

Cross goes for the cover and hooks the leg! Stone is in position and groggingly makes a slow count!

JENNY JERSEY: ONE!!! ….. TWO!!! ….. THREE!!!

Stone calls for the bell.

DING!!! DING!!!

BUBBA J: I’ll be damned! The rookie beat Jacob Venar! Despite this crazy ass stomach flu going around!

JENNY JERSEY: And in his REBEL Pro debut!!!

“Requiem for a Dream” by Clint Mansell plays and the crowd goes into a crazy frenzy!

JENNY JERSEY(house mic): Here is your winner and NEW REBEL Pro Aggression Champion…XXXAAANNNDDDOOORRR CCCRRROOOSSS!!!

The crowd pop goes to a nasty boo as Justin Case steps out from the back and stares at an exhausted Xandor Cross as Alan Stone hands him the altered REBEL Pro Aggression Championship, before Stone rushes back up the aisle to the back, holding at his backside. Justin Case points at Cross, who just raises his new title belt over his head and dares Case to come in.

JENNY JERSEY: What a way to start Aggression and what a way to debut in REBEL Pro! Xandor Cross is our new REBEL Pro Aggression Champion thanks to the luck of the draw in Larry Gordon’s Pick Three Lottery!

BUBBA J: I want in on this lottery!

Aggression goes to a commercial with a nasty stare down between Justin Case and Xandor Cross.

~Commercial for Bubba J’s Redneck Huntin’-you’ll bag more than animals~
~Commercial for Dan’s Sports Outlet-Yeah, nothing good to say, but even the fat kid can play~

~Megavision~

Backstage once again tonight, Larry Gordon sits in his office, his hands tangled in his hair, threatening to pull it out by the roots. A knock comes at the door and Gordon looks up frustrated.

LARRY GORDON(gruff and aggravated voice): Come in.

The door opens and the least like individual walks into the room, a worried look on his face.

FREAK: My dear Mr. Gordon, what is the matter?

Gordon looks at Freak, aggravation all over his face.

LARRY GORDON: Freak, what is it man? I really don’t have the time for your games right now.

Freak holds up a hand, halting Gordon in his words.

FREAK: I was contacted by a friend of mine in the audience that stated you’ve had a mishap with your referees, your announcers, and you’ve got a main event coming up.

Gordon looks suspiciously at The Freak.

LARRY GORDON: So…

Freak continues, lowering his hand.

FREAK: My sources tell me that you’ve covered the announcers, getting Jenny Jersey and Bubba J to cover for Rob and Corey, but that you lack a referee for the main event with everyone else… otherwise occupied…

Gordon looks at Freak, nodding.

LARRY GORDON: Yeah…

He smiles.

LARRY GORDON: Well Freak, you are hired for the job. Who else would be an unbiast referee because you hate them both, you want the title for yourself, so you’d let them go to lengths that others might not.

Larry pauses for a moment, Freak waiting.

LARRY GORDON: Then Freak, you are hired for the job.

~Commercial for Ex Lax, it’ll get the crap out~
~Commercial for Toilet Paper-when you need to clean up that smelly mess~
~Commercial for Air Freshener-When the smell is just that bad~

JENNY JERSEY(house mic): This next match is one fall and it is for the REBEL World Heavyweight Championship!!!

‘Lead into Demise’ by Kingdom of Sorrow hits the PA and the crowd happily boos the man that emerges from the back.

JENNY JERSEY: Coming to the ring first, he is a member of The Demi-Gods, he hails from Washington DC and weighs in at 225 pounds…..’The Filth & The Fury’ Johnny Maverick!!!

Maverick heads down to the ring ignoring the boos and insults hurled his way from the fans.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent, he is the REBEL World Heavyweight Champion…..

‘My Michelle’ by GNR smashes the sound system and the heat gets turns up a notch.

JENNY JERSEY: Accompanied to the ring by Nichole Rhodes, he hails from Atlanta, GA and weighs in at 233 pounds….’The Revolutionary’ Marcus Marion!!!

Marcus and Rhodes step out from the back and the fans unleash their contempt onto the duo. Marcus looks irritated to even be here and has a constant scowl on his face as he and his lady make their way to the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: Who would have thought we’d see this match? Two members of the Demi-Gods going at it for the REBEL World Title!

BUBBA J: I think Casino was right, this thing was rigged. Plus how fair do you think our so called referee will be?

Speaking of the referee, The Freak stands in the ring looking at each man and giving them instructions. Both Marcus and Maverick look like they would rather crush Freak than each other. Marcus kisses his title belt and shoves it into the hands of the special referee.

BUBBA J: Oh yeah, this will go smoothly.

The Freak calls for the bell and Marcus and Maverick start to chat with each other. They shake hands and Marcus turns his back for a moment to say something to Rhodes who is standing outside. Roll up from behind by Maverick! The Freak snaps off a quick two count before Marcus kicks out! Marcus is up and shoves The referee who in turn shoves him back! Irate, Marion turns his attention to his stable mate and Maverick is all smiles. Maverick shrugs his shoulders and gestures that the title belt will soon be around his waist. They go to tie up but Marcus buries the knee into the gut of Maverick. A scoop and a slam from the World Champ! Maverick quickly rolls to his feet and is caught with a blistering chop across the chest! Another chop gets a ‘wooooooooo’ of respect from the crowd! Maverick begs off into the corner and Marcus follows him in. Thumb to the eye from Maverick! Maverick whips Marcus into the ropes but drops his head a moment to early allowing the champ to execute a sunset flip into a pin! The Freak takes his time getting into position and by the time he starts his count Maverick easily kicks out at one! Again Marcus is up and in the face of the referee!

BUBBA J: This is ridiculous! There is no way that The Freak will be fair and impartial to Marcus!

JENNY JERSEY: You might have a point, but this match is still early!

Again the pair lock up and Marcus slaps on a side headlock. Maverick drives a pair of forearm shots to the ribs of Marcus but the champ holds on. Maverick hooks Marcus and takes him up for what looks to be a side suplex but the champ slips out and lands on his feet behind the challenger. With a huge shove, Marcus sends Maverick towards The Freak! Maverick puts on the breaks mere inches from colliding with the referee, turns around and gets taken to the mat with another scoop slam! Marcus drops a knee across the head of Maverick and watches as his partner rolls out of the ring. Marcus gets to his feet and waits patiently for Maverick to clear the cobwebs and roll back into the ring.

BUBBA J: What a show of sportsmanship! Not that I give a damn, I just want my paycheck.

Marcus and Maverick tie up and this time it’s Maverick who locks on the side headlock. Quick standing switch into a reverse hammerlock. Marcus tries to nail a back elbow to Maverick’s head but the challenger is keeping his head down. Waist lock take down from Maverick! Marcus tries to spin out but Maverick is riding him. Both men roll into the ropes and The Freak is quick to break them up. Both men are up to their feet and again Marcus shoves Maverick! Slap across the face from the challenger! Double leg takedown from Marcus! Marcus is trying to rain down some right hands but Maverick is covering up. Maverick rolls Marcus off of him and scrambles to his feet. Chop across the chest from Marcus! Snapmare from the Champion puts Maverick in a seated position. Marcus comes off the ropes and drives a knee in between the shoulder blades of Maverick! Before the challenger can get to his feet, Marcus slaps a rear chin lock on Maverick. The Freak is right there asking Maverick if he wants to quit. Marcus lets go of the hold, pulls Maverick up only to drive him back to the mat with a hangmans neckbreaker! Marcus goes for a cover but only gets a one thanks to a turtle like count from The Freak!

JENNY JERSEY: Seems that tempers are flaring in this match!

BUBBA J: The Freak isn’t helping. Stevie Wonder would be a better referee!

Maverick is pulled up to his feet and is almost snapped out of his boots thanks to a high and tight belly to belly suplex! Marcus is up quickly, hits the far ropes and connects with a rolling thunder onto the dazed challenger! Maverick rolls over onto his stomach to avoid a pinning situation but leaves himself open for a leg drop across the back of the neck from the champ. Marcus shoots the half and rolls Maverick into a pin. This time The Freak quickly drops to position and gets in a fast two count before Maverick kicks out! Marcus looks at The Freak with confusion and the referee smiles back giving a little mocking wave. Marcus starts to pull Maverick to his feet and gets caught with an inverted atomic drop! A spinning back fist from Maverick snaps the champs head back. A high side kick catches Marcus in the temple and the world champ drops to his knees! Shining Wizard from Maverick! Maverick grabs a leg of Marcus and drops down locking in a leg lace! Marcus quickly grabs the bottom rope and surprisingly The Freak calls for a quick break.

BUBBA J: Back when I wrestled here, we just beat the hell out of each other. The pansies nowadays like Marion, is pathetic.

Maverick reaches down and starts to pull Marcus to his feet when the champ suddenly slips under him, hoists him up and plants him with a DVD! Marcus crawls towards the near corner and starts to make his way to the top as Maverick lays on the mat clutching at his neck. The Freak is checking on Maverick and the challenger shoves the referee into the ropes just as Marcus gets to the top! The sudden jolt causes Marcus to lose his footing and he drops down crotching himself on the top turnbuckle! Maverick gets to his feet, ignores the heated warnings from the referee and climbs up to meet Marcus. Superplex from the top rope! Both men lay motionless on the mat for a moment before Maverick rolls over and drapes an arm across the chest of Marcus. The Freak suddenly starts to argue with Rhodes on the outside! Maverick pulls himself up and staggers over to the referee spinning him around. The Freak shoves Maverick back and Marcus catches the off balance challenger with a rolling kneebar submission! Maverick quickly makes it to the ropes and The Freak reluctantly quits scratching his butt cheek and calls for the break, after about 10 seconds.

JENNY JERSEY: I suspect at any moment these men will resort to whatever it takes to put away the other!

BUBBA J: That’s what I’m hoping for.

Marcus backs away from Maverick and from nowhere Nichole Rhodes clocks the challenger with her shoe! She immediately looks shocked at her own actions and even Marcus looks pissed. Maverick takes a swipe at Rhodes but she dodges it and runs for safety. Marcus hauls Maverick up and gets into his face about the shoe being an ‘accident.’ Maverick is all smiles for about five seconds before he rocks Marcus with a right hand! The champ fires back with a right of his own and it quickly turns into a slugfest as both men trade rights and lefts! The crowd is whipped into a frenzy and even more so when Maverick takes Marcus to the mat with a double leg takedown. Maverick snaps off several sharp MMA style elbows to the head as Marcus does his best to cover up. The challenger is shoved off and Marcus gets to his feet, a cut under his left eye leaking blood like tear drops. Running jumping knee to the head from Maverick sends the champ through the ropes and to the outside. Maverick rolls to the floor and Rhodes runs for safety as Maverick looks to be on the warpath.

JENNY JERSEY: It’s broken loose! I knew the ego of both of these men couldn’t remain in check for very long!

BUBBA J: This is awesome!

Maverick pulls Marcus up and whips him hard back first into the guard rails. Maverick again shoos away a worried Nichole Rhodes and then approaches Marcus only to take a boot to the gut. Marcus scoops up Maverick and hits a snake eyes onto the guard rails! The Freak is simply waltzing around the ring paying no attention to the action outside. A dazed Maverick is pulled up off the floor and rolled back into the ring. Marcus climbs up onto the apron, then ascends to the top turnbuckle as Maverick slowly gets to his feet. Marcus goes to the air with a flying cross body but Maverick greets him with a dropkick! Maverick gets to his feet first, pulls Marcus up, spins him around and hits a release tiger suplex! Maverick glares at the audience and then drags Marcus to his feet. Drain Bramage! Maverick floats over into the cover and The Freak drops into position!

One!

Freak looks at the shoulders, very very closely to see if they have raised. Maverick screams at him to count the damn pin!

Two!
Freak pulls out a ruler, he thinks the shoulder has lifted some, shaking his head he counts again.

Thr-No!!!

Marcus gets up a shoulder!

JENNY JERSEY: The Champion kicked out! I thought for sure it was over!

Maverick pulls Marcus up and takes a rake to the face. Marcus whips Maverick into the ropes and hits a snap powerslam! Marcus is up and yelling that it’s ‘over’ while blood continues to trickle from his swelling eye. Marcus grabs Maverick and positions him for his ‘Revolutionary Thrill’ but it’s countered into by a drop toe hold that’s quickly followed up by a crippler crossface from Maverick! Marcus looks ready to tap but holds on! The Freak is asking if he wants to give up and Marcus screams ‘No!’ Freak asks again, same answer. Freak continues to ask him over and over with the same result, aggravating Marion. Marcus pulls himself foreword and grabs the bottom rope causing a break! The Freak has to physically pull Maverick off of Marcus and the challenger is quickly up in the face of the referee. Marcus spots his opening and shoves Maverick from behind into The Freak! The two men crack heads and Marcus quickly grabs a dazed Maverick and plants him with his ‘Revolutionary Thrill!’ Marcus hooks the near leg and as a dazed Freak slowly counts.

One!

Freak wipes his forehead with a hankercheif, it is a sweaty job being a special guest referee.

Two!

Oops, more sweat, Freak must wipe it away before it collects on his forehead.

Thr-NOOOO!!!

Maverick kicks out thanks to the slow count!

JENNY JERSEY: Maverick isn’t going without a fight!

BUBBA J: I could kick out of that move, this Marion is nothing.

Marcus gets to his feet and yanks The Freak up as well. Marcus shoves the referee and The Freak responds with a right hand! Marcus stumbles back and falls over Maverick who is on all fours! Maverick quickly goes for the pin and the referee counts!

ONE
TWO
Thr-No!!!

Marcus slips out of the cover and escapes the fast count! Maverick takes a boot to the face and is dragged to his feet. Marcus hoists maverick up for a tombstone but it’s reversed! Marcus is driven hard into the mat and Maverick makes the cover!

One!

Two!

Thr-No!!!

Marcus kicks out!!

Maverick looks frustrated as he starts to pick Marcus off the mat. Low blow from the champ! Marcus rolls a doubled over Maverick up from behind! Handful of tights and feet on the bottom rope!

One!

Two!
Three!!!

BUBBA J: Thank God its over, I don’t think anyone of the Extreme Elite ever had a match without this lack of blood.

JENNY JERSEY: Marcus Marion again retains the title but at what cost?

The Freak calls for the bell and both Marcus and Maverick are slow to get to their feet.

JENNY JERSEY(on house mic): The winner of this match……….And STILL REBEL World Heavyweight Champion……’The Revolutionary’ Marcus Marion!!!

The Freak reluctantly hands the title belt to Marcus and then promptly gets shoved out of the way by an angry looking Maverick. Both men get nose to nose and the crowd buzzes with the impending explosion!

Dirty Money!

Casino and KKP hit the ring and separate the men each one calming them down. After a few tense moments, Maverick and Marcus shake hands and all seems to be forgotten.

JENNY JERSEY(back on headset): They’re shaking hands now but will this have any lasting effect on the Demi-Gods?

BUBBA J: Honestly hun, I don’t give a shit.

JENNY JERSEY: At any rate this is Jenny Jersey and for bubba J we’ll see you next week!!

The scene ends with all members of the Demi-Gods in the ring looking happy.

For now.

***CREDITS***
Dirty Money segments-Brion with a little addition by Bean.
Dirty Money vs Marina Blue & Damien Alexander-Bean
Jacob Venar vs Xandor Cross-Xandor
Marcus Marion vs Johnny Maverick-Brion