Best of Rebel Pro 2007 Disc 2

Disc Two
There Goes The Neighborhood
06/12/2007
REBEL Heavyweight Championship: Lonewolf vs (C) Rex Caliber

JENNY JERSEY: This next match is scheduled for one fall and it’s for the REBEL Heavyweight Championship!

“Back In Black” hits the speakers and the pro REBEL crowd unleash the boos on the man who steps through the curtain.

JENNY JERSEY: Coming to the ring first, he hails from Toronto Ontario Canada and weighs in tonight at 215 pounds…He is the ECFW World Heavyweight Champion…”True
Greatness” Lonewolf!!!

Lonewolf, complete with the ECFW World Title around his waist, makes his way to the ring amidst the catcalls and taunts from the Raleigh crowd.

AC/DC is replaced on the speakers by Jadakiss as “Here Comes The Champ” starts to play.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent, he hails from Charlotte North Carolina in weighs in tonight at 245 pounds…He is the REBEL Heavyweight Champion…”The
One Man Crime Spree” Rex Caliber!!!

Caliber comes out from the back with his manager and former partner Static. Amazingly the REBEL crowd is solidly behind the Crimes member! Caliber looks
a little shocked at the reaction while Static simply snarls at the crowd. Good times.

ROB MARTINEZ: If you would have told me that these fans would have ever cheered Rex Caliber again I would have said you were out of your mind. But it looks
like these Raleigh fans want the REBEL Championship to stay right here in the Carolinas!

Caliber enters the ring and holds up his championship to a huge pop. Lonewolf points at the belt, then at himself and the crowd is all over his case.

ROB MARTINEZ: These two men have had a war of words this last week and we’re sure to see a classic here tonight. As if you didn’t know only the REBEL Heavyweight
Title is on the line tonight. Not sure how ECFW got out of having their strap defended.

The formalities over, the referee calls for the bell in this historic match! The two men lock up in the center of the ring and Caliber uses his weight advantage
to back Lonewolf into a corner. Caliber chops Lonewolf across the chest and gets a “wooooooo” from the crowd! A forearm shot from Lonewolf! Another chop
from the REBEL Champion, followed up by another forearm shot from the challenger! Lonewolf ducks under a third chop attempt and rakes the eyes of Caliber.
A whip out of the corner and into the ropes by Lonewolf is followed up by a high back drop from the ECFW World Champion! Rex uses the ring ropes to quickly
pull himself to his feet and he takes a drop kick that sends him through the ropes and down to the floor! Lonewolf rolls to the outside and pops a rising
Caliber with a stiff right hand to the jaw. Caliber responds by driving a knee into the ribs of the aggressive challenger and follows up with a brutal
European uppercut! Rex quickly hooks Lonewolf and tries for a suplex. It’s blocked and then reversed and it’s Caliber who is suplexed on the hard arena
floor!

ROB MARTINEZ: Lonewolf not showing any fear of the REBEL Champion. In fact it’s a smart strategy for him to keep Caliber on the defensive.

Lonewolf pulls Caliber off of the floor and hoists him up only to drop him throat first across the guard railing. Lonewolf quickly climbs up onto the ring
apron and takes to the skies for what looks to be a double ax handle only to have Static pull Caliber out of harms way at the last second! Lonewolf eats
the guard railing and Static starts putting the boots to him. The referee quickly jumps from the ring and gets Static to back off as Caliber advances on
a dazed ECFW champion. Caliber pulls Lonewolf up and shoots him into the ring before following him in. Inside the ring, Caliber watches as Lonewolf pulls
himself to his feet and then he locks him from behind and hits a high German Suplex! Caliber holds on and rolls over bringing Lonewolf with him. A second
German! Again Caliber maintains his grip and pulls Lonewolf up for a third German suplex. Lonewolf plants a back elbow to the face of Caliber! Another
back elbow breaks the grip of the REBEL champ. Lonewolf spins around, hooks Caliber and drills Caliber with a snap suplex! Lonewolf mounts Caliber and
starts to throw vicious right hand bombs at the head of Rex.

ROB MARTINEZ: Again Lonewolf has our champ in trouble. Could this be the night that Rex Caliber finally loses the gold?

Caliber shoves Lonewolf off of him and tries to get to his feet. A kick to the gut doubles over Caliber and Lonewolf follows up with a million dollar kneelift!
Caliber stagger back and bounces off of the ropes and walks straight into an inverted atomic drop. A clothesline from Lonewolf puts Calibers back on the
mat! A cover only gets Lonewolf a count of two and Caliber rolls to the outside. On the outside Caliber asks for and receives a chair from a fan at ringside.
Back in the ring, Lonewolf hits the ropes and takes flight with a suicide dive through the ring ropes! Caliber cracks Lonewolf in mid air with the chair
and the ECFW champ lands hard against the ring barrier! Rex waits patiently as Lonewolf pulls himself to his feet only so that he can smack the chair across
the back of the challenger! Another brutal chair shot, this one to the head sends Lonewolf back to the floor and leaving Caliber holding a dented chair.
Caliber tosses the chair aside and pulls Lonewolf up. With an evil smirk Caliber pulls Lonewolf into position for his Planetary Collision! Lonewolf quickly
drops to a knee and hits a uppercut on Calibers family jewels! One back drop onto the floor later and Caliber is once more in dire trouble!

ROB MARTINEZ: Caliber was looking to try and cripple Lonewolf with that maneuver on the floor but the ECFW Champion is hanging tough. Oh Hell, the marks
on the Internet will be all over my ass for that comment.

Both men are slow to get up but Static lends a hand by hauling Caliber to his feet. Lonewolf charges and Rex ducks allowing the ECFW Champ to drop Static
with a clothesline! A clubbing forearm shot across the back from Caliber stuns Lonewolf enough to allow himself to get rolled back into the ring. Rex slides
into the ring behind Lonewolf and drags him to his feet. Head and shoulders T Bone suplex from Caliber folds up the challenger! Rex again drags Lonewolf
off the mat and hoists him up plopping him on the top turnbuckle. Caliber climbs up to met Lonewolf and tries for a superplex! Lonewolf blocks it, headbutts,
then bites the forehead of Caliber and shoves him off the ring ropes. Legdrop from the top rope from Lonewolf! A cover, One! Two! Caliber kicks out! Lonewolf
pulls Caliber off of the mat and shoots him into the ropes. A back elbow to the face drops Caliber and Lonewolf follows up with a fistdrop to the head!
Another cover! One, Two! Again Caliber manages to kick out! Lonewolf is gaining fans as the REBEL crowd is now split between the two men. Lonewolf drags
Caliber to his feet and from nowhere Rex hooks the ECFW Champion and hits an exploder suplex!

ROB MARTINEZ: Lonewolf can’t allow himself to let his guard down against a vicious wrestler such as Caliber!

As if on cue the camera zooms in on Rex who is slipping something out of his boot. Lonewolf is trying to get to his feet when he takes the point of a screwdriver
to the head! Lonewolf drops to the mat as if he were shot and Caliber starts to jab and tear away at the head of the ECFW champion! Lonewolf manages to
shove Caliber off of him and we see his face is the proverbial crimson mask. Lonewolf uses the ropes to pull himself up and Rex charges in, screwdriver
in hand. Backdrop over the top rope saves Lonewolf as Caliber lands on the outside hard! Lonewolf pulls himself to the near corner and starts to climb
to the top! On the outside Static is trying to help Rex back to his feet and Lonewolf takes to the skies! A flying cross body flattens both Caliber and
Static and the fans finally seem to be behind the challenger! Slowly all three men start to stir and it’s Lonewolf who strikes first with a right hand
to the jaw of Caliber. Caliber is rolled into the ring by a bloody Lonewolf and the end looks near as the ECFW champ pulls Caliber up and positions him
for his double arm DDT finisher! Caliber spins out of the move and while still holding an arm of Lonewolf pulls him ribs first into a knee! With Lonewolf
doubled over Caliber hooks Lonewolf and hits the Planetary Collision!

ROB MARTINEZ: It’s over! Caliber retains the gold!

A cover by the REBEL champion, One! Two! Lonewolf kicks out! Rex looks shocked and the fans nearly blow the roof off of the building. Rex pulls a bloody
Lonewolf to his feet and again positions him another Planetary Collision but it’s blocked by Lonewolf! Again Rex tries the move and again Lonewolf blocks
it! Lonewolf grabs the legs of Caliber and pulls him off of his feet. Seconds later Lonewolf is trying to lock in a figure four leglock as the fans are
going crazy! Rex manages to grabs the ropes and breaks the hold. Rex rolls to the outside to regroup as Lonewolf also rolls to the outside. Rex is grabbed
from behind by Lonewolf and sent rolling back into the ring with the ECFW champ hot on his tail. Just as Lonewolf gets to his feet he takes a running STO
from the REBEL champion! A cover from Rex gets a count of two and Caliber is looking for anyway to put away his challenger. Rex hauls Lonewolf to his feet
but takes a rakes to the eyes followed up by a boot to the gut! Double arm DDT from Lonewolf! The ECFW Champ goes for the cover, One! Two! Thr…NO! Caliber
kicks out! This time it’s Lonewolf who looks stunned.

ROB MARTINEZ: Both men have now kicked out of each others respective finishers! It’s time one for of these men to pull something new out of their bag of
tricks!

Lonewolf pulls Rex up to a sitting position and locks in his Wolfs Howl (Kata-hajime) submission hold! Rex quickly grabs for the ropes and Lonewolf has
no choice but to break the hold. This time it’s Lonewolf who rolls to the outside. He flips back the ring skirt and pulls out a folding chair before climbing
back into the ring. Rex is back to his feet when he gets a chair wrapped around his skull! Rex is still on his feet! Although he’s wobbly and his legs
look they could go at any time. Another chair shot drops him and the sound echoes through the arena! Caliber is spilt wide open and Lonewolf drops across
him for the pin! One! Two! Caliber kicks out! Both men lay on the mat, each bloodied and beaten. The referee starts his ten count and both men just manage
to make it to their feet by the count of eight. Lonewolf again plants a boot to the gut of Rex and goes once more for his double arm ddt! Again Rex spins
out and this time brings Lonewolf down to the mat in his Rings Of Rex submission! Caliber pulls back for all he’s worth but Lonewolf holds on! The ECFW
Champion reaches out with his left leg and it just barely is able to touch the bottom rope! The referee calls for the break and Rex reluctantly does so
at the count of four.

ROB MARTINEZ: What more can these two men do to each other?

Caliber pulls Lonewolf off of the mat and shoots him into the far turnbuckle. Rex charges in and takes a boot to the face! Lonewolf quickly follows up with
a bulldog and a cover that gets him another count of two. Lonewolf mounts Caliber and pummels him with rights and lefts before getting shoved off. Both
men are a gory mess as they make it to their feet and they rush each other each hitting with a clothesline! As the two men lay on the mat the referee again
goes for his count and again both just are able to get up at the eight count. Lonewolf rushes Caliber who hoists him up for a death valley driver! Lonewolf
squirms off of the shoulders of Caliber and plants the REBEL champion with another double arm DDT! One! Two! Lonewolf gets pulled off of Rex by Static!
Lonewolf is pissed and rolls out of the ring to give chase to the manager! The two men sprint around the ring and Static slides inside with Lonewolf right
behind him. Suddenly Static drops to the mat and Lonewolf runs into a STO Backbreaker into Snap Flatliner from Caliber! Static rolls out of the ring as
a bloody Rex locks a dazed Lonewolf into a Koji clutch!

ROB MARTINEZ: What action! If it wasn’t for Static we’d have a new champion! Can Lonewolf hold on? Oh my God…Am I actually rooting for the other companies
guy?

He’s not the only one as the four hundred plus start to stomp their feet and chant out Lonewolfs name. The referee checks on Lonewolf and raises his arm.
It drops to the mat once. He raises it again.

It drops a second time. Getting ready to signal for the bell the referee raises the arm of Lonewolf.

It drops…NO! Lonewolf is still in this! Lonewolf has his arm in the air and is waving it back and forth showing he still has life in him.

ROB MARTINEZ: Good Lord he’s still conscious!

Rex screams both in frustration and from the pain in his limbs from applying the hold. Caliber continues to crank up the pressure as blood pours down his
face. Lonewolf starts to fight like mad and Rex releases the hold! Rex is up to his feet putting the boots to a bloody and dazed Lonewolf who is valiantly
trying to get to his feet. Rex Irish Whips Lonewolf into the ropes but drops his head early allowing the ECFW Champ to plant him with a kick to the upper
body! Rex staggers back holding his chest and Lonewolf hooks him and takes him to the mat with a modified rock bottom! A cover nets Lonewolf a count of
two. Lonewolf stumbles to the nearest corner and starts to climb to the top as the fans are on their feet. Rex is up just in time to take a flying body
press from Lonewolf! Rex rolls through and gets a count of two! Both men scramble to their feet and Rex ducks a looping right hand! Lonewolf turns just
as Caliber comes off the ropes and clubs him with a brutal bone rattling lariat! Both men collapse on the mat, Rex has an arm draped over the chest of
‘Wolf!

One!

Two!

Three!

ROB MARTINEZ: What a match! Rex Caliber just retained his title in what was probably his toughest test to date!

Caliber rolls off of Lonewolf, clutching his arm as the referee calls for the bell.

JENNY JERSEY: Your winner…And still REBEL Heavyweight Champion….”The One Man Crime Spree” Rex Caliber!!!

Static rushes into the ring and places the REBEL Championship belt across the body of Rex as the referee helps Lonewolf back to his feet.

ROB MARTINEZ: I’m sure Rex won’t admit this, but I don’t think he’ll be wanting to face Lonewolf in a re-match anytime soon!

The fans, once fully against Lonewolf give the man his props as they applaud his incredible effort. The referee hands him the ECFW World Title and we can
see Lonewolf mouth something to Static….”Next Time”

ROB MARTINEZ: My hats off to Lonewolf and the ECFW promotion. They have nothing to be ashamed of with that man as their champion.

Lonewolf leaves the ring as Static is helping his Crimes partner back to his feet.

ROB MARTINEZ: Again Rex Caliber has retained the REBEL Heavyweight Title, with a little help from his buddy Static.

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NAPW/REBEL SUPERSHOW II
07/17/2007
Stairway To Hell Match for the REBEL Carolina’s Championship: Dio Muerte vs (C) Chad Kurtis

JENNY JERSEY: This next match is your Stairway To Hell Match!!!

Huge pop from the sold out crowd!

JENNY JERSEY: In order to win this match, you must climb the ladder and retrieve the coils of barbed wire hanging from the ceiling! Only after you have
pulled down the barbed wire can pinfalls or submissions occur! The winner of this match will be the REBEL Carolinas Champion!!

“Cocky” by Kid Rock hits the speakers!!!

JENNY JERSEY: Coming to the ring first, he hails from Paducah, Kentucky and weighs in at 230 pounds…He is the REBEL Carolinas Champion…”The Show” Chad
Kurtis!!!

Kurtis emerges from the back, the Carolinas Championship slung over his shoulder. He passes by the pair of ladders that have been set up and climbs into
the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent, he hails from Hollywood, Florida and weighs in at 228 pounds…Dio Muerte!!!

“Stardust” by Akforty replaces Kid Rock on the speakers and the former Carolinas Champion steps out from behind the curtain.

ROB MARTINEZ: This is it, the last match these two men will ever have against each other! Not only that, but it’s the only championship that is on the line
at this Supershow!

JACK JONES: Like Ravager would ever defend his title in this place!

Dio Muerte makes is about half way down to the ring when he’s suddenly met by Kurtis who has bailed from the ring! The referee calls for the bell as the
two men brawl on the outside!

BILL HEWSON: It looks like they’re ready to tear each other apart right now! There’s a lot of bad blood between these two young superstars!

Kurtis and Dio are exchanging rights and lefts as the fans lined up along the ring barricades cheer them both on. Dio rakes the faces of Kurtis and then
whips him violently into the closest ring barricade! Dio turns and grabs one of the ladders folding it up so he can carry it to the ring. He doesn’t make
it far though as Chad blasts him from behind with a clubbing blow. Dio drops the ladder on the floor and Chad grabs him by the hair and jeans and rolls
him into the ring. Chad reaches down, picks up the ladder and carries it to the ring. He places it on the ring apron and starts to climb inside when Dio
hits a baseball slide onto the ladder sending back it into the sternum of Kurtis! Dio pulls the ladder into the ring and props it up against a corner before
rolling to the outside. A clothesline from Dio drops Chad to the floor and Muerte heads towards the second ladder. Dio grabs the ladder, folds it up, turns
and hurls it at the rising Chad Kurtis! The ladder smashes off the head and shoulders of “The Show” and fans along ringside duck for cover. Dio, a confident
smile on his face, approaches Kurtis and rolls him into the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: Dio is in firm control of this match but I have a feeling that we’ll see that ladder used for more than climbing!

JACK JONES: Nice observation. Dio already clobbered Kurtis with the ladder a second ago!

BILL HEWSON: Jack settle down. Did you take your pills this morning?

Dio is back into the ring and he pulls Chad up to his feet. Muerte goes to whip Chad into the corner where the ladder is propped up but Kurtis reverses
it! Dio hits the ladder back first and then takes a dropkick to the chest! Dio collapses onto the mat and Chad simply pushes the ladder over onto him.
Chad pulls the ladder off of Dio and sets it up in the center of the ring. Chad starts to climb up the ladder but Dio pulls himself to his feet and he
staggers over to Kurtis. Kurtis takes a shot to the kidneys that stops him cold and Dio yanks him off the ladder! Dio bounces the head of Kurtis off of
the ladder and the REBEL Carolinas Champion drops to his knees. Dio folds up the ladder and drops it on the mat as Kurtis is getting back to his feet.
Dio hooks Kurtis and snap suplexes him onto ladder! Dio rolls out of the ring as Kurtis lays prone on top of the ladder. Dio yanks back the ring skirt
and pulls out his trusty baseball bat! The fans pop big time as Muerte holds the bat high above his head. Inside the ring, Chad has rolled off the ladder
and is holding his back in pain.

ROB MARTINEZ: Dio Muerte going back to what brought him to the dance!

BILL HEWSON: I have the feeling that Dio is going that stick that bat where the sun doesn’t shine Rob!

Dio rolls into the ring and charges at Chad! Kurtis hits a low dropkick to the knee of Dio and the former Carolinas Champion lands chest first across the
ladder! Chad drops a leg across the back of Dios head and then rips the baseball bat out of his hand! Chad waits for Dio to get back to his feet and then
drives the end of the bat into his ribs. Chad wraps the bat around the throat of Dio and nails a side Russian legsweep! Looking confident, Chad gets to
his feet and tosses the bat out of the ring. He then takes the ladder and sets it back up in the middle of the ring as Dio lays on the mat. Chad starts
climbing then suddenly stops. He looks over at Dio and smiles. Kurtis drops off the ladder and rolls to the outside. As Dio is struggling to get back to
his feet, Chad Kurtis has pulled not one but two chairs out from under the ring. Kurtis slides the chairs into the ring and climbs in after them as Dio
is now back up to a vertical base. Dio spots the chairs and rushes Kurtis before he can put them to use. Superkick to the jaw from Kurtis! Dio drops like
a brick and the current Carolinas Champion starts to set up the chairs.

JACK JONES: What the Hell is Kurtis doing?

ROB MARTINEZ: I don’t know but I suspect it’s going to hurt.

Kurtis has the chair set up ten feet away from each other and then he folds up the ladder and places it on the chairs forming a bridge of sorts. Dio is
using the ropes to pull himself up and he takes a stiff right hand that rocks him. Chad tries to whip Muerte off of the ropes but Dio reverses it into
a one man flapjack onto the ladder! The chairs shoot out from under the ladder as it crashes to the mat. The crowd lets out an “ohhhhhhhh” as Kurtis lays
on the mat clutching his ribs. Dio pulls himself up and staggers over to Chad. Dio rolls Kurtis back onto the ladder and then makes his way towards the
nearest turnbuckle. Dio makes his way to the top rope and takes to the air nailing Chad Kurtis with a frog splash! Both men look hurt as the crowd pops
big time for the crazy high risk maneuver. Dio pulls himself up and drags Kurtis to his feet only to through him through the ring ropes to the outside.
Dio turns and pulls the ladder off of the mat and sets it up in the middle of the ring. Dio slowly starts to climb the ladder as on the outside Chad picks
up the second ladder and slides it back into the ring.

BILL HEWSON: These men are beating the Hell out of each other and they haven’t even pulled down the barbed wire from the ceiling yet!

Dio is halfway up the ladder and doesn’t see Kurtis slide into the ring behind him. Kurtis picks up the second ladder and drives it into the ribs of Dio!
Dio falls to the mat and Kurtis places the ladder on top of Muerte. Chad smiles and heads towards the turnbuckle. Best Moonsault Ever onto the ladder!
A “Holy Shit!” chant fills the REBEL Arena as Kurtis rolls off of the ladder holding his mid section.

JACK JONES: Holy Sh…

ROB MARTINEZ: Welcome to REBEL Jack!

BILL HEWSON: What an incredible move by Chad Kurtis! But did he take himself out of the match with that move?

Kurtis lays on the mat trying to regain his breath as Dio lays half under ladder simply looking up at the lights. Slowly Kurtis crawls over to the ladder
and starts to pull himself to his feet. Dio is starting to move as well and he spots Kurtis dragging himself up the ladder. The fans are cheering on Kurtis
as he pulls himself up the ladder rung by rung. Dio makes his way over to the ladder as well and starts to crawl up the ladder opposite Kurtis. Kurtis
reaches the top of the ladder and raises his arm above his head to grab the barbed wire. A punch to the ribs from Dio doubles him over! Dio rams the head
of Kurtis off of the top of the ladder and reaches for the barbed wire himself. Dio has his hand on the barbed wire and is trying to pull it free when
he takes a shot from Kurtis that stuns him. Now both men have their hands wrapped in the barbed wire above their heads, each man trying to pull it free.
Suddenly both men pull down the coil of barbed wire and the fans go crazy! Dio headbutts Kurtis and both men release their grip on the barbed wire. It
drops to the mat as Dio and Kurtis continue to battle at the top of the ladder.

ROB MARTINEZ: They pulled down the barbed wire but it looks like they’re to busy trying to kill each other to worry about it!

BILL HEWSON: With the barbed wire pulled down now either man can go for a pin or submission.

JACK JONES: Hey Rob, can you go get me one of those hot dogs?

At the top of the ladder, Chad rakes the face of Dio and then hurls himself over the back of Muerte nailing a sunset flip into a powerbomb off the ladder!
Another drunken “Holy Shit!” chant echoes through the building as Kurtis crawls away from Dio and towards the barbed wire. Kurtis picks up the coils of
barbed wire and hangs them in the corner. Dio uses the ring ropes to pull himself up and he takes a boot to the gut from Kurtis. Kurtis tries to Irish
whip Dio into the barbed wire but it’s reversed and it’s Chad who is sent back first into the corner! Chad doesn’t have time to react to the pain because
Dio slams into him with a running clothesline! Muerte steps away from the corner and Chad drops to his knees and tries to pulls himself free of the barbed
wire. The left arm of Kurtis is slicked with blood and his back is pock marked with tiny holes from the sharp wire. Dio reaches down to pull Kurtis to
his feet but takes a low blow that drops him to his knees! Kurtis takes a strand of barbed wire and starts to rub it across the forehead of Dio! The fans
let out a groan of disgust as blood spills from the ripped open forehead of Dio!

ROB MARTINEZ: Good God! These men are going to end each others careers!

BILL HEWSON: Both of these men want to walk out of this building as the Carolinas Champion and end this feud once and for all!

JACK JONES: Oh Gah! I got blood on me!

Kurtis rolls Dio onto his back for the cover!

One!

Two!

Dio kicks out!

Kurtis gets to his feet and pulls the coils of barbed wire from the corner. Kurtis drops the barbed wire onto the mat and pulls Dio to his feet. Kurtis
pulls Dio into position for his dreaded CK Finale when Muerte reverses it into a backdrop! Dio reaches down and starts to wrap the barbed wire around his
arm. Kurtis is back to his feet and turns to take a barbed wire clothesline from Dio! Dio drops across the body of Kurtis as the referee counts.

One!

Two!

Kurtis kicks out!

Suddenly Chad Kurtis seems to have gotten his second wind as he starts to pummel the gash on Dios head with hard right hands! Kurtis is biting Dio!

BILL HEWSON: Chad Kurtis is laying it all out on the line for this match! I’ve never seen such determination from this kid!

Chad rolls off of Dio and makes his way towards the plunder in the ring. He sets up one of the ladders and also picks up one of the chairs still laying
in the ring. Chad pulls himself halfway up the ladder and watches as Dio makes his way to his feet. Chad jumps off the ladder and cracks the chair across
the skull of Dio! Muerte falls through the ring ropes and to the floor as a horribly bloody Chad Kurtis tries to get to his feet. Chad tosses the chair
aside and climbs to the outside where Dio is laying on the floor. Instead of going after Dio, Kurtis pulls a table out from under the ring getting a huge
“We Want Tables!” chant from the REBEL fans. Kurtis slides the table into the ring and then turns his attention to Dio. Muerte is pulled off the floor
and rolled into the ring and Kurtis climbs in after him. Inside the ring, Kurtis sets up the table, and places the coils of barbed wire on top of it. He
then positions the ladder so that it’s closer to the table and finally he pulls Dio off of the mat, A stiff right hand sends Dio sprawling onto the table
and the barbed wire. Kurtis spits on Muerte and starts to climb up the ladder as the fans in the REBEL Arena come to their feet.

JACK JONES: I dunno what’s gonna happen here but I’m movin’!

ROB MARTINEZ: Chad Kurtis going for it all right here!

Kurtis reaches the top of the ladder and leaps off with a body splash! Dio moves and Chad Kurtis smashes through the table and the barbed wire! Dio is leaning
against the ropes as the referee checks on Kurtis who is buried under the table is wrapped up in barbed wire. Dio shoves the referee aside, pulls Kurtis
out from under the rubble and hits his Demortalizer! Dio drapes an arm across the chest of Chad as the referee counts!

One!

Two!

Three!

ROB MARTINEZ: It’s over! Dio Muerte has won both the match and the REBEL Carolinas Championship!

BILL HEWSON: A brutal match, but both of these men gave the fans everything they had!

JACK JONES: Are those guys even breathing?

As the referee hands a bloody Dio the REBEL Carolinas Title belt, Jenny Jersey makes it official.

JENNY JERSEY: The winner of the match, and new REBEL Carolinas Champion…Dio Muerte!!!

Both men lay on the mat covered in blood. Dio is clutching the Carolinas Title and the fans all rise to give both men a standing ovation.

ROB MARTINEZ: For the second time Dio Muerte has won the title. Now that the war with Kurtis is over, what’s next for Muerte?

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Don’t Get Mad, Get Even
08/07/2007
Fans Bring the Weapons: Mr. Berzerker vs Manny X

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall, and it is the FANS BRING THE WEAPONS MATCH!!

A huge pop, as fans start waving whatever plunder they’ve brought.

The brooding opening strains of AFI’s Miseria Cantere play, bringing out the first competitor.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at two hundred and thirty two pounds, Manny X!

ROB MARTINEZ: Manny X looking to avenge his loss at 5150. He’s looking good considering when we last saw him he was being driven neck first onto a chair!
But the fans are appreciating his resolve. That and because of him they get to bring weapons tonight. … Did someone seriously bring the bumper from his
car?

Indeed, Manny seems to smirk (only a bit) at some of the weapons he’s seeing. But then Grotens Barn plays, and there is no time for levity…

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent, from Finland, weighing in at three hundred and twenty pounds! He is accompanied by Ian Smith. He is MR. BERSERKER!

Mr. Berserker doesn’t wait for any fan appreciation. He races to the ring, where Manny is waiting! Berserker dives under the ropes, and Manny hits a double
stomp! Trying to keep the big man down, Manny drops an elbow to the back of Berserker’s head, then drives a knee down across his neck! Ian Smith is yelling
at Berserker to get to his feet, But Manny is not letting his opponent have a moment’s peace. Finally Berserker manages to push Manny off, and gets to
his knees, but Manny comes back with a roaring elbow.. NO! Berserker catches Manny by the throat, and tosses him over the top rope! Berserker follows!
And Ian Smith has grabbed the first weapon from the fans!

ROB MARTINEZ: Ian Smith hands Berserker… oh the humanity! Some poor bastard’s Star Trek collector plates!

Crash! The first plate is broken over Manny’s head! (a shout of “OPA” is heard) Crash! Another plate! Crash! One more! Berserker takes a broken plate and
starts to dig at the forehead of Manny, who flails as he tries to get away. A trickle of blood flows down Manny’s forehead, and now Berserker bites down,
starting even more crimson to pour! A boot to the gut stops the biting, and a stiff European uppercut sends Berserker back a few feet. Enough time for
Manny to get a weapon… ah yes, he grabs the bumper he saw earlier, and swings for the fences! He connects! Berserker is knocked into the guard rail!
Manny drives the end of the bumper into Berserker’s gut , then smacks it into his jaw! And we see some blood on Berserker’s face now! Manny with a dropkick,
but it’s not enough to send Berserker over the railing! He hits a hard forearm, but still Berserker won’t be sent over. Manny takes a step back and

ROARING ELBOW! Berserker is knocked into the crowd! Manny climbs over the rail and pursues, grabbing a tire iron from a fan along the way.

SMACK!

Right across the back. Berserker doesn’t go down.

SMACK!

Another shot! Berserker stumbles, but doesn’t go down.

SMACK!!

Manny with all his might, Berserker finally goes to one knee. And now Manny digging the end of the iron into Berserker’s forehead! The blood pours out,
leaving both men with crimson masks! Manny swings with the tire iron, trying to take Berserker’s head off, but Berserker ducks, and is handed…

ROB MARTINEZ: MY GOD! Mr. Berserker just plowed Manny in the face with a VCR! Manny is down! And Berserker goes for the cover! But this isn’t falls count
anywhere!

Ian Smith tries to let his charge know that the match has to end in the ring. Berserker grabs Manny by the hair and drags him up, and back to the ring.
Manny is tossed over the railing, hitting the floor with a thud. Berserker climbs over the rail and goes after Manny, who has crawled to the opposite guard
rail, where a fan has handed him something. Berserker grabs Manny by the shoulder and whips him around..

KA CHUNK

and gets stapled on his forehead! Manny X with a staple gun now, gets Berserker in a head lock and starts stapling Berserker’s forehead! Berserker yells,
picks up Manny and tosses him over the top rope back into the ring! Yelling like a wild man, Berserker climbs back in, but not before he’s handed a weapon
from Ian…

ROB MARTINEZ: A CZW favorite here folks! A Culligan water jug with thumb tacks glued to it! How did that get past security?

Manny probably wonders the same thing as the hard plastic bottle is brought down across his back, leaving behind numerous tacks. Manny yells in pain as
Berserker brings it down again and again, and now Manny’s back is bloody as well! Berserker discards the jug, and brings an overhand punch down across
Manny’s skull, driving him to the mat! A cover! Dale McDonald makes the count!

One!

Two!

Manny kicks out! Ian Smith is beside himself! Berserker is just mad.. Because. He goes to his manager and is handed a computer keyboard. He raises it up
to smash Manny with it, but Manny manages to roll out of the way! He chop blocks Berserker! Berserker drops the keyboard, and now Manny has it and

SMACK!

Keys fly everywhere, the board is destroyed, and Berserker is down! Manny covers!

One!

Two!

Berserker’s turn to kick out! Manny looks frustrated, and looks to the crowd. And sees something he likes. Manny out of the ring…

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh no…

It’s a goalie stick.

Okay. Nothing to bad there.

Except the shaft has a light tube taped to it. And the stick blade has light bulbs glued to it.

This is going to be messy.

Manny winds up with the stick, and goes for a slap shot across Berserker’s back…

CRASH!

It takes a fair bit to break light bulbs. And three of them just shattered across Mr. Berserker’s back. Shards of glass are everywhere, and blood is now
coming out of Berserker’s shoulder’s and neck. Manny goes to cross check Berserker with the light tube, but Berserker with a kick to the gut, and a double
handed choke slam! Manny driven down to the mat, Berserker with the cover!

One!!

Two!!

Thr- MANNY KICKS OUT!

No arguing here, Berserker grabs the light tube and clubs Manny across the neck with it! Glass and blood covers the ring, and the fans are loving every
second of it! Berserker drags Manny up, and looks to go for another chokeslam..

Manny gets a boot to the gut and goes for…

ROB MARTINEZ: He can’t do it! Even if he hadn’t lost all that blood!…

MANNY X WITH AN EXPLODER SUPLEX!

BERSERKER CRASHES DOWN ONTO THE BROKEN GLASS!

ROB MARTINEZ: Strength and desperation pay off for Manny X! But does he have enough to make the cover?

Both men are down. Manny slowly crawls over to his fallen opponent. He finally drapes an arm over Mr. Berserker. McDonald counts…

ONE!

TWO!!

THRE- BERSERKER GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!!

Manny is too exhausted to argue. He slides out of the ring and goes to get a weapon. A fan hands him a toaster covered in barbed wire. Overkill? Maybe,
but at this point who cares. Ian Smith has retrieved a weapon of his own, which he gives to Berserker. Manny lines up the rising Berserker, and charges,
raising the toaster high..

BERSERKER TURNS AND SLAPS ON THE VALHALLA VICE!

ROB MARTINEZ: That Vice is bad enough at the best of times!

Indeed, for Ian had handed Berserker a glove.

Wrapped in barbed wire.

Manny desperately tries to fight out of the hold, but even under normal circumstances this move is deadly, let alone adding barbed wire to the mix! Dale
McDonald checks for the submission! Manny fights hard, but after what seems like an eternity, McDonald calls for the bell.

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner! MR. BERSERKER!!

ROB MARTINEZ: Manny fought with everything he had, but there isn’t a man alive who could have withstood that hold!

Trainers and officials tend to both men, as the fans give the competitors a standing ovation…

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Criminal Intentions
08/14/2007
REBEL World Championship: Murcielago vs (C) Kyle Roberts

JENNY JERSEY: The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the REBEL World Heavyweight Championship!

“Bring Da Ruckus” by the Wu-Tang Clan hits the speakers and the #1 contender steps out from behind the curtain to a very mixed reaction.

JENNY JERSY: Coming to the ring first, he hails from Manhattan, New York and weighs in at 290 pounds, he is a former REBEL Carolinas Champion…Murcielago!!!
The big man and his manager Enzo makes their way to ringside and climb into the ring. Their expressions tells the story. They’re here to win.

JENNY JERSEY: And introducing the REBEL World Heavyweight Champion….

“I Am The Man” by Philosopher Kings hits the speakers and the crowd comes to their feet!

JENNY JERSEY: He hails from Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan and weighs in at 257 pounds….Stylin Kyle Roberts!!!

Roberts and his legal aid emerge from the back and soak in the atmosphere of the crowd. Draped over the shoulder of Roberts is the newly made World Title
and it looks like a million bucks.

ROB MARTINEZ: I’ve been waiting for this match all week! Roberts won that title in Australia and tonight he faces a man who has been on an incredible win
streak!

Roberts heads for the ring and slides inside under the bottom rope. He hits all four corners showing off his title and the fans eat it up.

The referee takes the championship belt, shows it off to the crowd and hands it to the time keeper. The bell is rung and this match is underway! The two
men circle each other and lock up in the center of the ring. Murc powers Roberts into a corner and tries for a big overhand hammer punch but Kyle ducks
under it! Roberts spins the big man around and pops him with a trio of lightning quick right hand jabs! Murc shoves him away but Kyle comes right back
for more! Three more sharp jabs to the jaw of the #1 contender! Again Roberts gets shoved out of the corner but the World Champion tries for the hat trick
as he closes the distance between them. The third time isn’t the charm as Murcielago brings a knee into the ribs of Roberts stopping him cold.

ROB MARTINEZ: Murcielago has the edge in power but Roberts has more big match experience than almost anyone in either NAPW or REBEL!

Murc has Roberts trapped in the corner and is punishing him with rights and lefts to the ribs. Ryan (not Mark) Kingston is yelling at the referee to break
it up but hey it’s REBEL. Murcielago finally pulls Roberts out of the corner and shots him into the ropes. Side slam by the big man! Murcielago starts
to go for a pin but Roberts is already rolled himself onto his stomach. Murc drops an elbow across the small of Roberts back and the champ is gritting
his teeth in pain. Another elbow drop to the back, a third! Murcielago pulls Roberts off the mat and shoots him into the ropes. Big boot to the face sends
Roberts staggering back and falling through the ring ropes to the floor below! Murc follows him out and pulls a dazed World Champion off the floor.

ROB MARTINEZ: Murcielago is taking it to Kyle Roberts! Could this be his night?

On the outside Murcielago whips Roberts into the guard rails and the champ is favoring his ribs. Enzo hands his charge a steel chair and the big man closes
in on a hurting Kyle Roberts. Murc swings at Roberts but the champ ducks out of the way! The chair smashes off the ring barricade and flies out of the
hands of Murc. Roberts spins Murcielago around and starts to pepper him with rights and lefts to the head! A desperation rake to the face from Murc stops
Roberts in his tracks. Murcielago hoists Roberts up and drops him ribs first across the ring barricade! Roberts lays on the floor gasping for breath as
Murcielago has a cocky grin plastered on his face. Murc pulls Roberts off the floor and whips him towards the ringpost. It’s revered and Murcielago smacks
shoulder first into the post!

ROB MARTINEZ: There’s the edge in experience coming through for Roberts!

Roberts rolls Murcielago back into the ring and follows in behind him. Murc is getting back to his feet when he takes a chop block from Kyle! Kyle is on
Murc like a man possessed as he kicks away at the knee of the challenger! Kyle drops to the mat, rolls to the outside and reaches in grabbing the legs
of Murcielago. Kyle drags him close to the ring post and slams his leg against the unforgiving steel! Murc howls in pain and tries to scoot away but Roberts
isn’t letting him off that easy. He again grabs the legs of Murcielago and wraps the leg of Murcielago around the ring post! Kyle Roberts looks to the
fans and for the third time gets ready to crack the injured limb of Murc against the ring post. Murcielago gets his free foot on the bottom turnbuckle
and is able to pull Roberts face first into the ring post!

ROB MARTINEZ: Roberts got cocky and it cost him! Although Murcielago has suffered tremendous damage to that knee!

Kyle is shaking the cobwebs loose and getting ready to re-enter the ring when Enzo jumps him from behind! Enzo wraps the crowbar around the throat of Roberts
and starts to choke! Ryan Kingston rushes over and clocks Enzo with a right hand! Enzo releases his grip and the two managers go at it to the delight of
the fans! Roberts slides back into the ring and is greeted with an elbow to the back of the head from Murc! A hobbled Murcielago pulls Roberts to his feet
and hits a brutal standing spine buster! Murc goes for the pin but Roberts kicks out at two! Murcielago again drags Roberts to his feet and shoves him
into a near corner. A trio of shoulder blocks to the ribs has Roberts back in trouble. Murc whips Roberts out of the corner and into the ropes dropping
the champ with a back elbow smash to the head.

ROB MARTINEZ: Roberts can’t allow Murcielago to get on a roll! This man is to big and to strong!

On the outside, Enzo and Ryan have been separated and each man is yelling instructions to his charge. Murcielago watches as Kyle Roberts uses the ring ropes
to pull himself to his feet. A clothesline from the challenger puts the champ down and Enzo slides a chair into the ring. Roberts is on all fours when
he takes the chair shot across the back that echoes through the arena. Murcielago drives the chair into the ribs of Roberts and the champ is clutching
at his ribs in agony. Murcielago holds the chair high above his head in premature victory. Roberts is on his knees now and Murcielago is getting ready
to swing the chair when he takes a low blow to the family jewels! Murc immediately doubles over and drops the chair onto the mat.

ROB MARTINEZ: Well no one ever said that Kyle Roberts was a saint!

DDT onto the chair! Kyle hooks the leg and goes for the pin! One! Two! Murc kicks out! Roberts grabs the chair and watches as Murcielago pulls himself up
to his feet. Chair shot to the head! Murc is still on his feet. Another chair shot to the cranium! Murcielago staggers on spaghetti legs but won’t go down!
That is until Roberts cracks the chair across the injured knee! Murc drops to the mat holding his knee and Roberts is quick to try to lock in his Bear-Tamer!
Roberts is fighting to get the hold on Murcielago but his long legs are proving difficult to lock in the move. Murc kicks Roberts away, but the champ is
back on him in an instant! Murcielago rakes the face of Roberts and the champ is down. Both men are scrambling to their feet and Murcielago hits his Defcon
1 from nowhere!

ROB MARTINEZ: It’s over! It’s over!

One!

Two!

Roberts kicks out!

The fans let out a collective sigh as Roberts has just barley gotten his shoulder up! Murcielago gets back to his feet and heads back to retrieve his chair.
Roberts pulls himself to his feet and as Murc leans over to pick up the chair he’s hit with the Polar-izer from the World Champion! Murcielago rolls over
onto his back and Roberts hits a lionsault!

One!

Two!

Murcielago kicks out!

ROB MARTINEZ: How did Murc kick out of that!?

Roberts is wondering the same as he watches Murcielago struggle up to his feet. Chair shot to the head from Roberts puts the big man back down! Roberts
places the chair on the chest of Murc and hits a second lionsault!

One!

Two!

Three!

ROB MARTINEZ: He did it! Roberts retains the title in a tough match!

Roberts rolls off of Murcielago and lays on the mat holding his ribs.

JENNY JERSEY: The winner of this match, and STILL REBEL World Heavyweight Champion…Stylin’ Kyle Roberts!!!

ROB MARTINEZ: What a brutal match for the champ! Murcielago showed us all why he deserved the title shot here tonight.

Ryan Kingston is in the ring checking on his charge when Enzo clubs him with his trusty crowbar! Kingston goes down in a heap and Roberts is quickly getting
to his feet! Enzo drops the crowbar on the mat as Roberts grabs him. Roberts reaches back and drops Enzo with a big right hand that pops the fans! Enzo
rolls out of the ring and Roberts turns around just in time for Murcielago to drive the crowbar into his ribs!

ROB MARTINEZ: He could have broken some ribs with that shot!

Roberts in on all fours when he takes the second shot to the ribs from Murcielago! The big man stands over Roberts and drops the crowbar to the mat. Murc
reaches down and picks up the REBEL World Heavyweight Title and raises it high above his head.

ROB MARTINEZ: He might be holding the title but that man is not the champion!

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Prove Your Worth
09/11/2007
REBEL Heavyweight Championship: Billy Kryenik vs (C) Kyle Roberts

Isissssssssssss.

JENNY JERSEY: The following match-up is scheduled for one fall, and is for the REBEL Pro World Heavyweight Title! Introducing first, the challenger. He
weighs in at two hundred forty one pounds and stands six feet, two inches… from Windsor Ontario… Ladies and gentlemen, BILLLLLY KRYENNNNNIK!

Billy steps through the curtain, hate for the crowd in his eyes. His chiseled abs and chest show his recent dedication to conditioning on form. He walks
to the ring, not impressed by the REBEL fans, nor they by him.

ROB MARTINEZ: It has been a long time since we’ve seen Billy Kryenik in a REBEL ring. It was several months ago he quit the company due to an injury. He
returned to NAPW in July by attacking his best friend Tommy Deathrow. Something happened to this man Kryenik while he was out of action, making him a very
bitter individual… one who would like nothing more than to win the REBEL title and shove it down the throats of all these fans!

The music cuts out as the crowd showers Billy with boos. He wears a cocky, mocking half-smile, lips twitching. He loves it. He grabs the microphone…

BILLY KRYENIK: Burlington, North Carolina… what a shithole this place is. (boos) Now I’m not here to do too much talking, I’m here to beat your champion,
good ol’ Stylin’ Kyle Roberts, within an inch of his life and leave this gutter the new World Heavyweight Champion. But I want to get something off my
chest here.

Y’see, everywhere I go wrestling fans ask me, why Billy why? Why did you turn on Tommy Deathrow? Why did you turn your back on the fans? Why, Billy, why?
WHY, BILLY, WHY? Why did I attack Tommy Deathrow, the son of a bitch who had the audacity to try to have a career APART from me? I carried that (BLEEP),
and how does he repay me while I’m out with an injury? He wins the tag team titles with a bastard named Jake Phoenix! Why, Billy, why did you turn your
back on the fans? Well I don’t remember it being the fans who paid my hospital bills while I was out! I don’t remember the fans coming to visit me in the
hospital or going “come back Billy, we miss you!” And that’s just NAPW fans! Then there’s you filthy REBEL fans, the fans who cheered on that idiot Warren
when he took advantage of my 104 degree fever to score a cheap win in my last REBEL match!

Billy pauses, a hateful sneer on his face as the crowd give him what-for. He dodges a flying paper cup and yells over the top rope.

BILLY KRYENIK: You’ll have to do a lot better than that to stop Billy (BLEEP) Kryenik! Why, Billy, WHY? Why did you screw us? You know what? I didn’t screw
you fans! You fans screwed yourselves! Just like I didn’t screw Tommy Deathrow… you see, when Deathrow made his choice, DEATHROW screwed Tommy Deathrow!
I am the next REBEL World Heavyweight champion, I am the sole surviving Doomrider, and 2007 is MY YEAR! Show me a (BLEEP) that can stop me!

“I am the man, that’s what I am I’m a straight shooter, with a master plan I am the man, that’s why I’m here I am the man, I am the man”

The crowd about blows the roof off. “HE IS THE MAN! HE IS THE MAN!” they chant as Stylin’ Kyle Roberts steps through the curtain, World Heavyweight Title
around his waist. Damn it looks good there. Kyle has a bandage on his forehead from some of the injuries he’s suffered recently and a bit of tape around
his ribs, but that doesn’t stop him from wearing his trademark smirk.

JENNY JERSEY: And now! From Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan! He stands six feet three inches tall and weighs in at two-hundred and fifty-seven pounds… the current
and REIGNING World Heavyweight Champion… ladies and gentlemen, STYLIN’ KYLE ROBERTS!

ROB MARTINEZ: An unlikely hero if there ever was one, but these fans rallied behind Stylin’ Kyle in his quest to dethrone Rex Caliber as champion! And now
tonight, Kyle Roberts is the unlikely face of REBEL Pro Wrestling, defending not only the world title but REBEL’s honor against Billy Kryenik!

Kyle steps into the ring and stares down Kryenik. The champ asks for a mic himself, crowd quieting down.

STYLIN’ KYLE: Billy, Billy, Billy, I have TWO WORDS FOR YOU!

POP! Kyle grins, then softly says:

STYLIN’ KYLE: Shut. Up. These REBEL fans didn’t pay their good money to hear you blab ON and ON and ON about Tommy Deathrow or a 104 degree fever or even
your stupid mother and her sex habits! All the talk in the world doesn’t change one thing: You never beat me for the NAPW Tag Titles in, oh, eight hundred
tries, and you’re not going to beat me for a championship tonight! Speaking of which, I have another two words for you:

Kyle gets in Billy’s furious face.

STYLIN’ KYLE: “Second.” “Best—”

ROB MARTINEZ: Ooh, Kyle touched a nerve with that one! Billy Kryenik pops Kyle right in the face and this match is on! Watch out for the right hook of Kryenik
— Kyle on the ropes, irish whip, Billy knocks his man down with a back elbow! Quick cover, barely a one count. Roberts still has the title around his
waist here!

Kryenik pummeling Roberts in the corner, changing it up — knee-lifts in the corner! Kryenik hip-tosses Kyle out of the corner and shouts “There’s your
champion!” at the fans. Kyle is trying to pick himself up, here comes Kryenik at a charge — drop toe hold by Roberts! Onto the title belt! Well, that’s
one way to get ahead. Roberts takes a moment to remind the fans that yes.

He is SMARTER than you.

He gets cheered for that. Go figure. The referee slides the world title out of the ring as Kyle pulls Kryenik up. “I’m going to hit the kick to the face!”
Kyle has Kryenik standing…

Dropkick!

To the face!

ROB MARTINEZ: Stylin’ Kyle Roberts is truly a man of his word! Cover, only a one-count. The champion in the driver’s seat now.

Kyle taking it to Billy with his own right hands. He sends Billy to the ropes, connects with another dropkick to the face to knock the challenger down.
Kryenik pops up, Kyle goes behind and hits a big back suplex, dropping Kryenik right on his head. Kyle smirks and then steps on Billy’s chest, flexing
“COME ON!” Referee counts one, two Billy easily kicks out of the arrogant cover by the champion. Kyle takes control with a side head-lock, Billy reaching
up to grab a handful of hair. No DQ in this match-up of course, it’s REBEL rules! Kyle wrenches the headlock some more, Billy snarls in pain. Back into
the ropes, Billy shoots Kyle off, clothesline, Kyle ducks and rebounds with a flying forearm, Billy catches him in the gut though. DOUBLE UNDERHOOK —
DRY LAKE~ KYLE STRUGGLING — PULLS THE LEGS OUT — BEAR-TAMER ATTEMPT! ROBERTS TURNS KRYENIK OVER, but Billy is right near the ropes and quickly scrambles
to grab the bottom rope for a break. Kyle lets go, he can’t get DQed for holding on but REBEL referees are known to get physically involved in matches.
Kyle lets go, but stomps Billy and begins to pull him up —

Kryenik rakes the eyes to get ahead, blinding Kyle momentarily. Long enough to pick Kyle up for a suplex… falls forward, Kyle Roberts hung up over the
top rope! And Kryenik viciously punts Kyle in the face, knocking him from the top rope to the floor the hard way. He soaks in the boos as Roberts tries
to get up, Kryenik with a baseball slide! Roberts sidesteps and sweeps Kryenik away, Billy on the floor, Roberts with an irish whip, Kryenik hits the guardrail.
Here comes Kyle with a charge, Kryenik dodges! Kyle on the guardrail LARIAT FROM BILLY KRYENIK SENDS KYLE INTO THE FRONT ROW! Crowd chants holy shit, but
Kryenik then flashes everybody the double deuce.

ROB MARTINEZ: Kryenik letting the REBEL fans know what he thinks of him, he needs to worry about the match and not the fans! Kyle getting to his feet, Kryenik
has him over the guardrail, suplex back in right onto the concrete! There are no mats in REBEL Pro Wrestling, Kyle’s back hits nothing but cold hard concrete!
Oh my gawd!

Kryenik grabs Kyle, hooks a hammerlock to control the man and then shoves him forehead-first into the steel ring post! Kryenik rips off the bandage to expose
Kyle’s wound, then begins pounding the forehead with stiff right hands. Roberts gets bundled back into the ring and when he comes up, he’s busted wide
open! Kryenik kicks the man in the ribs, oh come on now! Kryenik ripping off the tape from Roberts’ ribs! He’s choking the champ out with it! What a dickhead.
Kryenik still with the advantage picks Kyle up and delivers another big right hook to the bloody forehead, knocking the champ to the canvas. Billy likes
the blood on his knuckles and again goes to town, just ramming his fist into Kyle’s forehead. Referee wants Kryenik to get off the man, what’s he going
to do though? Kryenik tells the ref to (BLEEP) off, then comes back to stomp on Kyle — Roberts fires a right hand to Kryenik! Another one! Another! Roberts
getting some fire behind those blows, he hits the ropes — cut off by a knee-lift from Billy Kryenik. Irish whip into the corner, followed by a lariat!
And then… Hot Salvation! Kyle is down, cover one, two, Kyle kicks out, but Kryenik simply rolls with the kick-out to behind Kyle and lock on THE BRANCH
BREAKER!

ROB MARTINEZ: Does he have it locked in? Yes he does! Kyle Roberts is a bloody mess, and now he’s trapped in the Branch Breaker in the center of the ring!
The champion may submit right here!

Blood trickles down Kyle’s face and Billy’s inter-laced fingers as the challenger wrenches back, driving his knee into Stylin’ Kyle’s spine for more pressure.
Kyle yells out in pain, reaching for the ropes. He tries to crawl, gets a bit, but not much.

The hand is up… will Kyle tap?

“Kyle, what do ya say? Do you give up? Kyle what do you say, champ?”

“No! No!”

Kyle reaches out… Kryenik gritting his teeth, trying to get the submission…

Kyle makes the ropes!

Referee calls for the break, but Kryenik tells him where to shove it. He refuses to let go of the hold! Roberts is in serious trouble…

But he keeps crawling until both men are tangled in the ropes, crawling until his body starts to fall to the floor. It’s just enough to loosen Kryenik’s
grip and Kyle tumbles to the outside, damaged but free of the Branch Breaker. Referee warns Kryenik “What are you going to do, disqualify me?”

ROB MARTINEZ: Billy Kryenik taking full advantage of the REBEL rules for this contest. What does the champ left at this point?

Kryenik rolls to the outside and bashes Kyle’s face into the corner of the ring apron. He grabs him by the hair and takes him for a walk to the timekeeper’s
table… oh no! He puts Kyle on it, punching him. Stands on top — DRY LAKE THROUGH THE TABLE — Kyle is fighting! Roberts drops to his knees and hits
a LOW BLOW on Billy Kryenik! Kryenik stumbles off the table, holding his jimmy as Kyle steps to the ring apron, trying to shake the cobwebs free… ASAI
MOONSAULT TO KRYENIK ON THE FLOOR!

Both men are down, but here comes the ADRENALINE RUSH! Roberts gets to his feet first, reminding Billy that he is SMARTER than him! Kryenik gets rolled
into the ring as Kyle goes to the top rope? Kryenik gets up… POLAR-IZER FROM THE TOP! Roberts has Kryenik down! THE ROPES!

LIONSAULT!

COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

KICK-OUT!

Near fall for Stylin’ Kyle Roberts there, but he doesn’t waste time preening. Chops to Billy, irish whip, tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Billy holding the back,
Kyle kicks him right there. Yeowch! Kyle picks his man up again, Moose Jaw Driver — Kryenik slips out of the back! Inverted powerbomb, KYLE ROLLS HIM
UP!

ONE!

TWO!

Kryenik gets out of that one! Both men back up, Kyle looking for the BEAR-TAMER! Can he get it… no, Kryenik uses his leg strength to send Kyle face-first
into the middle turnbuckle. CHARGE! Kryenik squashes Kyle against the middle turnbuckle, thigh-to-upper body and head style. He pulls the man out, throws
Roberts into the ropes and slaps his thigh! HOT SALVATION —

STYLESKICK —

BOTH MEN COLLAPSE!

ROB MARTINEZ: OH MY GAWWWWD! Stereo superkicks connect — for each man! Champion and challenger are down, referee with the standing ten-count! Will either
man

answer the count? This crowd trying to rally Kyle to his feet!

Referee is up to four, neither man stirring. Both are down and out, each caught perfectly. FIVE! Wait a minute, Kryenik is stirring… SIX! SEVEN! He’s
getting up! EIGHT! NINE!

KYLE KIPS UP!

Kryenik looks on in rage and fires a right hand, Kyle blocks and fires one back of his own! Kryenik with another one, Kyle blocks and

EYE POKE!

To a thunderous pop! Kyle smirks, baby, and then lifts Kryenik up for a MOOSE JAW DRIVER! CONNECTS!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE

NO!

Kryenik kicks out. Kyle holds up three fingers, the referee assures him it was only two. Kyle showing signs of frustration, goes to pick Kryenik up —
DRY LAKE

KYLE DOESN’T ESCAPE THIS ONE!

Kryenik can’t make the cover immediately… he gets an arm over!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

BILLY KRYENIK HAS WON THIS — wait a minute, Billy Kryenik thinks he’s won the match… but the referee is pointing to Kyle’s foot on the bottom rope!
Roberts with just enough to know he was close enough to the ring. Kryenik yells at the referee, but it’s not a three-count. Billy Kryenik is NOT the REBEL
world champion… but that might not last long! Kryenik picks Kyle up, what’s this?

Oh no!

DEATHROW DRIVER! A message to Kryenik’s former partner!

No, Kyle kicks! He’s struggling! Holy hell! Kyle powers UP out of the piledriver, but doesn’t back drop Kryenik! SETTING THE MAN UP! EMERALD FUSIONNNNN!
No, Kryenik reaches out and grabs the middle rope to screw things up, then gets free! ROLLS UP ROBERTS FOR ONE, TWO…

ROBERTS ROLLS THROUGH! HE’S GOT THE LEGS!

TURNS HIM OVER INTO THE BEAR-TAMER!

Kryenik is in HUGE pain here, Kyle holding the move! Kryenik reaching out, he can see the bottom rope, he’s only a foot away! He tries to crawl, tries to
get there as Kyle leans back, mouth open in a roar as he tries to put the challenger away at last!

Kryenik reaches…

And gets the ropes.

Crowd deflates…

Until Kyle says “(BLEEP) YOU, KRYENIK!” and simply walks the man, in the hold, to the middle of the ring! Kryenik thought he was free, but Kyle’s going
to repay the non-rope break from earlier! Roberts kneels down, driving his knee in the back and bending Kryenik at an impossible angle in TRUE, classic
Liontamer fashion! “AHHHHHHH!”

Kryenik still holding on!

Roberts screaming in awesome fury!

KRYENIK TAPS! KRYENIK TAPS! IT’S OVER!

JENNY JERSEY: The winner of the match, and STILL World Heavyweight Champion… STYLIN’ KYLE ROBERRRRRRTS!

ROB MARTINEZ: Stylin’ Kyle Roberts has retained the World title against a fighting Billy Kryenik! Kyle Roberts adds another title defense to his reign,
and he does it in emphatic fashion! Bear-Tamer, center of the ring. It doesn’t get much better than this folks!

Kryenik has rolled out of the ring, holding his back in pain. A bloodied Kyle holds the REBEL title up and gets on the microphone, leaning over the top
rope.

STYLIN’ KYLE ROBERTS: Hey! Hey Billy bitchcakes! I got another two words for you: “TAPPED OUT!” Now get the hell out of my promotion!

Kryenik loses his temper, but security are out to haul him out. Crowd chants “YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT!”, then segues into “GOODBYE!” Kyle Roberts
stands tall, bloody but for once, not beaten to shit after a title match. He is YOUR World Heavyweight Champion, folks! And this crowd loves it.

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Prove Your Worth
09/11/2007
Barbwire Match for the REBEL Carolina’s Championship: Mark Kingston vs (C) Dio Muerte

The ring is set up, and intermission is over. Fans have sold out the merchandise stands. Barbed wire has replaced the ropes. The fans murmur in anticipations
as Jenny Jersey gets in the ring (VERY carefully)

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Carolina’s title. This match is a No Ropes Barbed Wire Match!
Huge pop for that, but replaced by boos when “Bullet With a Name” plays.

JENNY JERSEY: First, the challenger, from Richmond, Virginia, weighing in at two hundred and seventy two pounds. He is MARK KINGSTON!

Taking care to avoid the barbs (from the wire and the crowd) Kingston gets in the ring and focuses on the entrance, waiting for the champ. AKforty plays
the champ to the ring, and the fans show their appreciation.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent, he is the Rebel Carolinas Champion. He weighs in at two hundred and twenty eight pounds. From Hollywood, Florida: DIO MUERTE!
Muerte slides in the ring, barely missing the wire. He marches straight to Kingston and the two men lock eyes. Referee Alan Stone breaks the two men up.
He takes the belt from Muerte and holds it up for the crowd to see. The bell rings and the two men lock up. Muerte grabs a headlock, and tries to drag
Kingston over to the wire. Kingston punches Muerte in the kidney, then tries to push him into the wire. Muerte stops himself just in time. He turns and
glares at his smirking opponent. The two men cautiously lock up again. Kingston gets the advantage, grabs a waist lock and takes Dio to the mat. He slaps
on an armbar, and torques back on it. Dio almost reaches for the ropes to break, then catches himself. Instead he jabs a thumb into Kingston’s eye, breaking
the hold. Both men get to their feet, and eye each other warily.

ROB MARTINEZ: More wrestling here than most would have expected. The thing is, these two guys are going to have to pull out every reversal they know to
avoid being sent into the wire. There is no doubt there will be blood tonight, but there is also a ton of strategy at play here.

They go for a lock up again, but Kingston fakes, goes behind and hits a German suplex! Dio writhes in pain as Kingston drops an elbow. He covers, but only
gets a one count. Dio quickly tries to get back to his feet, but Kingston meets him with a big boot that knocks Dio for a loop. The champ teeters for a
second, dangerously close to the wire. The fans tense up, ready for the first opponent hit the wire. But Dio regains his footing, much to the disappointment
of the crowd. Kingston drives his forearm into Dio’s face, driving the champion back. He hits another, and another, pushing Dio closer and closer to the
barbed wire. Kingston goes for one more shot, but Dio ducks, and hits a double leg take down! Kingston goes crashing…

… to the mat. Just inches away from the wire. A few groans from the crowd. A “We want blood” chant starts up. Kingston gets to his feet, looking a bit
angry, and turns to level his opponent, but is instead met by a shuffle sidekick, which knocks the challenger back

INTO THE WIRE!

Kingston yells out in pain as the barbs pierce his flesh, and the fans are overjoyed to see the wire come into play. Before Kingston can free himself from
the wire, Dio comes back with a body press. It doesn’t knock Kingston to the floor, but it does push him deeper into the wire. Dio hits the mat, but is
back up quick to press the advantage. With a quick yank he pulls Kingston off the wire, leaving behind blood and a bit of flesh. A boot to the gut and
Kingston is doubled over, Dio setting up for a powerbomb…

Kingston with a back body drop! And now Dio tastes the wire for the first time! Dio is caught up in the wire, upside down, and Kingston takes advantage,
laying in with kicks to the champion. He pulls Dio off the wire, then hits 100 Proof! Dio goes face first into the barbed wire! This gets an “oooo” from
the fans, but only a two count when he goes for the pin. Kingston thought he had him there, but he does not waste any time. Before Dio can have any hope
of recovery, Kingston slaps on the Kingston Clutch! Dio is in a world of hurt here, and a rope break won’t help him much. Referee Stone checks for a submission,
but Dio refuses to let up. Kingston cinches in on the hold, waiting for the champ to either give up or pass out. Using his legs, Dio has managed to inch
his way to the ropes, but with his arms tied up, there’s no way to reach out, even if he WANTED to!

ROB MARTINEZ: A smart move by Kingston here! He knows Dio is damned no matter what he does. The camp may have no alternative but to tap out.

Dio seems to have other ideas. He tries to get to his knees. Kingston presses down harder, but fails to keep Dio down. Dio lessens the pressure a bit, but
not enough to break the hold. Instead he leans forward, forcing Kingston to lean over to keep the hold locked in. Dio drops down suddenly, taking Kingston
down too..

Face first into the wire!

Needless to say, the hold is broken. Both men “got color” now, and neither shows signs of quitting. It’s Dio’s turn to stalk his opponent. Kingston gets
to his feet and turns to receive a clothesline that knocks him into the wire once again! Dio presses the advantage, and locks Kingston up for a Fisherman’s
Brainbuster! A cover!

One!

Two!

Kingston gets the shoulder up! The blood loss kept Dio from getting full impact on the move, and the adrenaline kept Kingston from quitting. Dio goes to
the top turnbuckle, looking for a frog splash, but Kingston is back up, and he knocks Dio off the top rope to the floor! Dio lands in a heap, and Kingston
takes some time to recover. After what seems like a lifetime, Dio finally stirs, but Kingston has slid out of the ring to meet him. Dio is dragged to his
feet, and set up for a powerbomb… No! Kingston instead tosses him into the ring post! A sick thud as Dio connects, and he crumples to the floor. Though
bloody and dazed, Kingston keeps up the momentum. He hoists Dio up again, only this time he tosses him into the wire! Boos mixed with “Holy Shit” greet
the challenger, who seems to sport the faintest hint of a smile under all the gore. Dio manages to pull himself off the wire and climb/fall into the ring.
Kingston slides in and goes for a cover!

One!

TWO!

New Champion Thr- NO!!!

ROB MARTINEZ: HOW BAD DOES DIO WANT TO KEEP HIS TITLE?!?!?

Bad enough to get a foot on the bottom wire. Damn.

Kingston, furious now, pounces, and drives Dio’s foot against the wire before he can really react. The wire seems to be cutting into his foot, and Dio yells
out in pain. Referee Stone is helpless to stop this, but Dio kicks Kingston in the head with his free leg. Kingston gets his bearings as Dio tries to get
up, but he can’t put weight on his foot, thanks to the cuts. Kingston hits the prone champ with a leg lariat, and covers!

One!

Two!

DIO KICKS OUT!

Kingston is livid now. He argues with Referee Stone, who has little pity for the challenger. Kingston turns to his opponent, drags him up, and sets him
up for a piledriver, but Dio reverses! He goes for a hurricarana, but Kingston dead weights him, and Dio can’t get the man over. Kingston turns Dio around,
and sets him up for an electric chair! Dio drives his fingers into the cut on Kingston’s forehead! More blood pours out, and Kingston loses his balance
just long enough for Dio to hit a reverse rana!

Sending Kingston into the wire! The challenger is driven neck first into the barbed wire, opening up even more cuts. Dio doesn’t have time for that, as
he pulls the challenger off the ropes and hits the Demortalizer! Kingston is planted center ring, and the champion covers!

ONE!

TWO!!

KINGSTON GETS A SHOULDER UP!

ROB MARTINEZ: Dio hits his signature move, but he just didn’t have enough behind it to put Kingston away! And at this point, Kingston is going to do ANYTHING
to get the Carolinas Championship!

Dio, still amazed that Kingston kicked out, goes up top for a frog splash! He sails through the air… and hits nothing but mat. Kingston rolls out of the
way, and retreats to a corner. he also seems to be fishing for something out of his boot…

ROB MARTINEZ: Kingston has wire cutters, and I don’t know what for. … Oh no…

Kingston cuts the wire away from the turnbuckle, and wraps a piece around his forearm. Dio gets to his feet unaware of what is waiting. He turns around
and is nailed by a wire-assisted lariat! The champ goes down hard, and the challenger is trying to get the wire off his arm before he goes for the pin!
ROB MARTINEZ: That move may have backfired! Dio is down, but Kingston is bleeding from his arm!

Indeed, but nothing is spurting out, so the match continues. Kingston covers the champion! Stone counts! One… two… Dio gets a shoulder up! Kingston
took to long to get the wire off, and it cost him. Dio tries to get to his feet, but Kingston stomps the champs injured foot, knocking him back down. Kingston
takes the piece of wire and wraps it around Dio’s head, then drives him face first into the mat! He pulls him back up and drives him down again! More blood
pours from the face of the champion, and the REBEL ring is looking like a war zone right now. Kingston tries to drive Dio down once more, but gets a punch
to the gut. Then another. And another. He’s forced to let go. Dio knows he only has a moment, so he headbutts Kingston.

Dio’s head is still wrapped in wire.

ROB MARTINEZ: I don’t know who that hurt more!

It’s hard to say at this point. Stone tries to help pull the two men apart, his referee’s shirt now stained red as a result. The two competitors hobble
to their feet, and trade punches, this match now becoming about more than just a title. Neither man willing to go down, Dio finally staggers Kingston with
a stiff right to the jaw, then goes for a side kick! Kingston ducks, side steps, then nails Dio with the big boot! The champ is down, and Kingston is setting
up for The Richmond Lariat! Dio staggers to his feet and turns around to see the two hundred and seventy two pound challenger charge!

And it’s Dio’s turn to side step. Kingston manages to stop himself before he crashes into the barbed wire again, but turns around and receives a boot to
the gut! The challenger is doubled over, and Dio hits a Brainbuster! But he doesn’t go for the pin. Instead setting up for a crossface… Only he places
the wire across Kingston’s throat! Kingston fights the hold, not just to save the match, but his life! Referee Stone looks for a submission, (or arterial
spray) and the fans are on their feet! Blood pours out of both men!

ROB MARTINEZ: Damn it Mark! Is the title worth your life?!?!

Referee Stone asks the same question. Kingston doesn’t answer him immediately. But after what seems like an eternity, the challenger is forced to tap out!
JENNY JERSEY: Your winner, and STILL Carolinas Champion: DIO MUERTE!

The fans seemed to like the match. The competitors, on the other hand… Well it’s hard to tell. Referees and officials have swarmed the ring, along with
medical personnel to tend to the wounded. But all that matters is:

Mark Kingston has proved he’ll go to hell and back to get the belt. But he won’t get it tonight. Dio Muerte is still champion.

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Best of the Best
10/02/2007
REBEL World Tag Team Championship: Circle K Nordic Connection vs TNA

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall, and it is the finals of the Best of the Best Tournament! The winners of this match
will become the NEW REBEL PRO WORLD Tag team champions!

“Superfly” hits the speakers, which can only mean one thing…

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, making their way to the ring area, at a combined weight of four hundred and ninety eight pounds: The team of The Assman
Mike Trey and Dr. Tittylover – TNA!!!

A huge pop for TNA as they climb into the ring for the biggest match either man has had so far in REBEL. But there is an equal amount of affection for their
opponents…

WE’RE NOT GONNA TAKE IT! NO, WE AIN’T GONNA TAKE IT! WE’RE NOT GONNA TAKE IT, ANYMORE!!!

JENNY JERSEY: And their opponents, accompanied by Ian Smith. They weigh in at a combined weight of five hundred and seven pounds. They are Mr. Berzerker,
and Warren, the Circle K Nordic Connection!

And here they come to ringside… looking like they just stepped out of an early Motley Crue video. The hair… the clothes… the horror… Ian Smith does
not look amused, but he’s one step away from the REBEL Tag titles, so he’ll put up with a bit. Referee Dale McDonald is handling this match. He makes sure
both teams are aware of what’s a stake, then calls for the bell! Warren starts off with Assman, as the two men lock up. Assman with the headlock, Warren
pushes out of it. Assman hits the ropes, and rebounds back, shoulder blocking Warren to the mat. Assman hits the ropes again, Warren leapfrogs him, and
catches Assman from behind with a dropkick, sending him through the ropes to the floor. Warren slides out of the ring, Assman slides back in. Warren slides
in, Assman goes out. This goes on for about a minute, until Assman wises up, and catches Warren coming back into the ring with an elbow drop. He goes for
a cover, but Warren kicks out at one. He springs back to his feet, nails a boot to the gut, and catches Assman with a jawbreaker! Mike Trey goes down,
Warren covers, but only gets a one count. Assman springs up to his feet! Warren is ready for him, locking on a headlock. Assman pushes out, Warren hits
the ropes, Assman hits the opposite ropes, and the two men criss cross, Warren not noticing that Dr. Tittylover making a blind tag. Warren runs right into
Bootzilla! The slackers head is nearly taken off, and the crowd is on their feet! Dr. Tittylover takes a second to acknowledge the crowd, but doesn’t notice
that Warren was knocked toward his own corner. And is able to tag in his partner. Tittylover turns around to see the near seven foot monster looking down
on him.

ROB MARTINEZ: I think he was expecting Warren, not him!

Dr. Tittylover, to his credit, does not back down. Mr. Berzerker doesn’t back away from anything. They meet center ring and exchange forearm shots, neither
man moving. Berzerker whips Tittylover to the ropes, and tries to catch him with a clothesline. Tittylover ducks, hits the opposite ropes, and goes for
another big boot. Berzerker moves to the left, and catches Tittylover in a back suplex! Tittylover gets loose and lands on his feet! He grabs Berzerker
for a German suplex… Berzerker with an elbow to the side of Tittylover’s head! Berzerker now going for a double handed choke! Tittylover with a boot
to the gut, forcing the break! Tittylover goes for BLACK POWER! Berzerker is too heavy! Tittylover drops the big Finn, and gets a stiff head butt! While
he staggers, Berzerker NAILS an Overhand hammer punch, and the good doctor is down! Berzerker drops an elbow and goes for the pin! One… two… KICK OUT!
Berzerker tries to keep up the advantage, scooping Dr. Tittylover up… SMALL PACKAGE! One… Two… Dr. Tittylover only gets two, and as he gets up, is
given a stiff kick to the side of the head! Berzerker whips Dr. Tittylover to the corner and tags in Warren! Warren goes to the top rope as Berzerker choke
bombs Dr. Tittylover! Warren with a senton! And a cover! One.. two… DR. TITTYLOVER WITH A KICK OUT! Ian Smith is not happy about that one, and he lets
the referee know how he feels. Warren tells the manager to chill out, and the fans helpfully shout “weasel” at Smith. This makes him angrier, but at least
he’s leaving the ref alone.

ROB MARTINEZ: Ian Smith looks like he just wants this match to end. He hates Warren, but would love to manage a champion!

Warren tries to slow the match down a bit by slapping an arm bar on Dr. Tittylover. However, the arm hasn’t really been worn down, and Warren is not really
strong enough to keep the larger opponent at bay. Dr. Tittylover gets to his feet and lifts up Warren for a back breaker… Berzerker in with a big boot,
knocking Tittylover down, with Warren on top for the cover! One… two… Assman in to break it up! The two teams glare at each other… Berzerker clotheslines
Assman over the top rope to the outside! Dr. Tittylover tries to help, but gets drop kicked by Warren into the ropes, and Berzerker knocks him out of the
ring with a HUGE shoulder tackle. Both of TNA are on the floor now. They try to get back to their feet as quickly as possible.. they look up just in time
to see Warren on the top rope…

SHOOTING STAR PRESS TO THE OUTSIDE! All three men are down! The crowd is not sure who to cheer for, but they like what they just saw! Berzerker to the outside,
he tosses Warren back into the ring, then Dr. Tittylover. He glares at Assman, and looks ready to lay into him, but referee McDonald is there to break
it up. Warren goes back to the top rope, and dives off to hit Dr. Tittylover with a missile dropkick! He covers! One… two… Dr. Tittylover kicks out!
If Warren is frustrated, you couldn’t tell by the look on his face. He goes back to the top, this time going for a cross body block… Dr. Tittylover ducks,
and Warren crashes to the mat! Tittylover drags Warren up, and hits him with BLACK POWER! Warren planted in the mat, and Tittylover with a cover! One…
two… Warren gets a foot on the ropes. Tittylover whips Warren to the corner and tags in Assman. While Warren is held in place by Tittylover, Assman comes
crashing in with a butt butt! Tittylover follows up with a choke slam! BOTTOMS UP! Assman covers! One! … Two… Warren with a foot on the ropes again!
Assman drags Warren up, then hits him with a Russian Leg sweep! Warren is flat on his back. Dr. Tittylover is tagged back in, and he drops an elbow from
the second rope! He tags Assman back in, and holds Warren in place as Assman comes off the top rope with the ASS BOMB! A cover! One… two… Berzerker
in to break up the pin! Dr. Tittylover is in as well.

ROB MARTINEZ: These two teams have tried to show as much sportsmanship as possible, but with so much at stake, there’s bound to be tension.

Indeed. Dr. Tittylover and Berzerker start to throw some punches, and Dale McDonald tries to break things up. Ian Smith is shouting instructions that Berzerker
does not seem to hear. Finally the two men go back to their corners, leaving Assman and Warren to fight it out. Warren looks groggy as he gets to his feet…
Assman with a spinning bulldog! Warren goes down, and Assman goes for a cover! One… two… Warren gets a shoulder up at the last second! Assman wonders
what it’s going to take to win here as he drags Warren up for a suplex. Warren gets loose and floats over, and rolls up Assman! McDonald makes the count!
One… two… Assman is up! He lunges at Warren, who ducks behind and gets a school boy pin! One… two… Assman kicks out again! Warren goes for crucifix
pin! … Only to have it reversed into a Samoan drop! Warren’s little burst of adrenaline is done, and Assman looks to finish things off with a snap mare
driver! Warren driven into the mat, and Assman covers! But there’s no ref, as McDonald deals with Ian Smith, who is complaining about …. something. McDonald
finally sees the pinning situation, and races over, but only gets to two before Warren kicks out.

ROB MARTINEZ: Now come on! I know that Warren would not be happy getting a victory because his manager cheated. I don’t even think Berzerker would like
that.

Indeed, Berzerker looks confused, but he is more focused on his partner. Assman tags Dr. Tittylover back in. Dr. Tittylover to the top rope, and comes off
with a flying shoulder tackle on the prone Warren. PIMPS AHOY! Warren crashes to the mat, ands rolls back, just inches away from a tag to Berzerker! He
has his hand out, but is pulled back before he can make the much needed tag! Dr. Tittylover with a cover! One… two… SOMEHOW WARREN KICKS OUT! A look
of disbelief on both of TNA’s faces. Dr. Tittylover tags Assman back in, and holds Warren up for a clothesline. Assman charges, and Warren slips out at
the last second! Tittylover is down, and Warren is making the slow crawl to the corner to tag in his partner! But Assman cuts him off, and hauls up Warren
for a power bomb!

WARREN REVERSES WITH A HURRICANRANA! All three men are down, Berzerker stretches his arm out for the tag! Warren crawls.. slowly… Assman is back up..
he grabs Warren’s boot, tries to pull back… Warren with a boot to the jaw! Assman lets go, and Warren dives forward and

TAGS!!

Berzerker in the ring and he’s ready to let out all his frustrations! Assman is nearly knocked out of his boots by a clothesline! Dr. Tittylover is back
up, but gets sent back down with a Polish (Finnish??) Hammer! Assman comes off the ropes with a Lou Thesz press… Berzerker catches him with a bear hug!
Assman is flailed about as Berzerker cinches in with the hold! Dr. Tittylover is back up and breaks up the bear hug, only to get another head butt! Berzerker
with the Valhalla vice on the stunned Doctor! Assman jumps on Berzerker’s back with a sleeper hold! And Warren is back in , and he drags Assman off his
partner! The two smaller men trade shots, Assman looking for a neck breaker, but Warren escapes and hits a face buster! McDonald gets Warren out of the
ring, as Smith tries to tell Berzerker he has the submission hold on the wrong man. Warren races back to his corner, and slaps the back of Mr. Berzerker,
making himself the legal man. He tackles Assman, managing to hit a DDT! He covers! One.. two… Assman kicks out! Berzerker and Tittylover are still tangled
on the ropes! Warren goes for the Microwave Burrito Buster! Assman grabs the top rope, and Warren drops to the mat. He goes on the offensive, whipping
Warren into the ropes! Warren holds on, stopping his momentum! Assman charges, and Warren back body drops him over the top rope! But Assman lands on the
apron! Meanwhile, Berzerker and Tittylover are still grappling with each other! McDonald trying to physically get between the two men! Warren tries to
knock Assman to the floor with a forearm shot! Assman responds with a European Uppercut! Warren stumbles back, allowing Assman to climb back in the ring.
Assman looks like he’s about to hit Assassination… Warren reverses by grabbing the top rope! Assman crashes to his knees, and Warren dropkicks the prone
man right in the face! A cover! Ref is still busy with Berzerker and Tittylover! Warren drags Assman up and whips him to the ropes… Ian Smith is on the
ring apron, he has his shoe off and looks ready to clobber Assman with it… Assman with a reversal! Warren crashes into Ian Smith! A look of anger and
confusion on Warren’s face as he tries to figure out what Smith was thinking, but that doesn’t last as he’s hit with

ASS CRACKER!!!

Warren has all the air driven out of him, and Assman covers! McDonald finally has Tittylover and Berzerker separated, and makes the count!

ONE!!

Berzerker races over to break it up!

TWO!!!

Tittylover intercepts with a big boot! Both men crash to the floor!

THREE!!!!

JENNY JERSEY: Here are your winners, and NEW REBEL PRO World Tag Team Champions: TNA!!!

A huge pop for both teams, but TNA is handed the belts. Assman goes to the corner to salute the fans.

ROB MARTINEZ: What a match! The fans loved both teams, but there could only be one winner! Too bad Ian Smith had to cost his team the win, as it could have
gone either way!

Dr. Tittylover looks to be in tears as he has the title belt on one arm, and the other wrapped around his daughter, who has been watching from the front
row. Assman joins his partner on the outside to celebrate the moment. Nothing is going to ruin this night. … For TNA at least. Inside the ring?

Ian Smith is berating Warren. The slacker is barely able to turn over before the manager is in his face, dressing him down for losing the match.

ROB MARTINEZ: Come on! It’s Smith’s own fault the match ended the way it did!

Smith fails to see it that way. He slaps Warren in the face, drawing boos from the fans. Warren tries to keep his cool, but then gets slapped again. Berzerker
is confused, not sure who to help. Warren gets slapped one more time. Warren shrugs his shoulders, and says, “it’s cool”. he starts to walk out of the
ring, and gets slapped in the back of the head. Warren turns around quickly and boots Smith in the gut! A huge cheer as Warren sets up for the Microwave
Burrito Bust-

BERZERKER BREAKS IT UP!

ROB MARTINEZ: What the hell!

Berzerker may be confused, but he doesn’t want Smith hurt. Warren doesn’t have time to be surprised, as Berzerker lifts him up and..

ROB MARTINEZ: OH MY GOD!

WARREN GORILLA PRESSED TO THE CROWD! And he’s not caught by the fans this time.

TNA is your new tag champions.

But the last thing you see tonight is Warren under a pile of chairs as officials tend to him.

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