Merrytime Massacre- 12/04/2007

12/04/2007
6:30 P.M.

The place is buzzing as the ring is set up for the Beauty, Brains and Brawn competition. The building is totally sold out. The crowd is talking about the
rumor of a major announcement regarding a possible way to watch REBEL when it’s not in town. The crowd huddles around El Rey de Corizones, who is autographing
photos. He is basically surrounded by young teenaged girls. Also pushing his new shirt is KRENSHOV, shelling his “For Hire” tee. Kyle Roberts shows up
for a few photo-ops. The Celtic Assassins make a brief appearance as well. Then the wrestlers head to the back just before…

PURPLE HAZE!

Out walks the returning Rob Martinez, walking with a cane. The beautiful Jenny Jersey follows him. The crowd is hoooottt for both as they can’t wait for
the show to start. Rob stands at ringside and grabs a mic.

ROB MARTINEZ: WELCOME BACK? I should say the same to you!Anyone ready for some REBEL act-

THE CHAMP IS HERE! THE CHAMP IS HERE!! THE CHAMP IS HERE!!!

Out walks the former REBEL Champ. He gets… cheered!? Yes he does… He walks to ringside clad in a pimp styled fur coat and a pair of black sunglasses.
No shirt on, but is wearing purple suit styled pants. Rob looks a little confused. Rex pulls out his on mic.

REX CALIBER: WELCOME BACK? That chant wasn’t for you. Warren informed me after the last show that the two man commentary thing… well it made him wet down
there. So… guess who the permanent color man for REBEL is. You get one guess and it better be REX “MOTHER FUCKING” CALIBER!

ROB MARTINEZ: I got no problem with that, as long as you can be professional.

REX CALIBER: You got it sweetheart.

ROB MARTINEZ: Tonight we have all the belts on the line, we have the Number One Contenders Cup on the line, and we have the debut of a some new guys. The
main event will be the ladder match, as Kyle requested the World title match to be as early as possible.

REX CALIBER: He wants to get his ass kicked sooner rather than later! Anyways, Warren has a major announcement tonight and we have the Beauty, Brains and
Boobs…uh, Brawn Competition! Murcielago will also answer Rob’s questions as well! This is the last REBEL show in the US for the next month and a half
so… everyone get ready for..

Rex gives Rob a nod to do his signature.

ROB MARTINEZ: A MERRYTIME MASSACRE!

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JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, up next is the first segment of the ‘Brains, Beauty and Brawn’ contest. Introducing first, we have ROSIE CHEEKS!

“I TOLD THE TRUTH TODAY AND THEY PUT ME AWAY!”

“Censored Truth” by Naked Aggression begins to pump through the Rebel Arena here in Raleigh as Rosie Cheeks emerges from behind the curtain. Her ‘swimsuit’
seems to consist of a white shirt with ripped sleeves and some black pants torn at the upper thigh – and the fans don’t like it. But Rosie Cheeks makes
her way down the aisle, frowning all the while with a disgruntled look upon her face. The crowd quietens down as she approaches the ring, eventually climbing
up the steps and into the ring…

ROB MARTINEZ: It seems that Rosie’s choice of attire isn’t too popular with the fans. Maybe when they heard ‘swimsuit contest’ they expected an actual swimsuit.
REX CALIBER: This one time, when I…

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh, no-one cares!

REX CALIBER: What?

ROB MARTINEZ: N-Nothing! No, I didn’t say anything!

“American Nightmare” begins pumping over the stereo as Jenny Jersey once more lifts the microphone to her mouth.

JENNY JERSEY: And now, MANDY!

And sure enough, Mandy appears at the top of the aisle in what can only be described as the skimpiest of skimpy microkinis ever seen in Raleigh. A baby
blue two-piece that hardly — ah well, the fans are living it up! Cheers. Whistles. Marriage proposals. And Mandy is practically skipping down the aisle,
slapping hands with all of the willing fans – and that’s any male who’s not accompanied by his life partner. And some females.

ROB MARTINEZ: Wow!

REX CALIBER: I’ve been around the world, but that’s got to be the skimpiest bikini I’ve ever seen.

ROB MARTINEZ: Technically, that’s a microkini.

By this time, Mandy has climbed into the ring and is standing opposite her opponent, Rosie Cheeks. Jenny Jersey is standing between them.

JENNY JERSEY: This beauty contest will be decided by public vote. Introducing first. ROSIE CHEEKS!

Rosie steps forward with her hands on her hips to very little applause. A few feminist fans who seem to have accidentally stumbled upon a REBEL Pro show
cheer for her – but no-one else. As she steps back, Jenny goes to introduce her opponent.

JENNY JERSEY: And her opponent. MANDY!

As Mandy steps forward, the roof literally blows! The cheers start up again as Mandy waves and blow kisses to the fans as they applaud her efforts. She
finally steps back in line as Jenny once again – well, she waits for the crowd to quieten down first – then lifts the microphone to her lips.

JENNY JERSEY: And the winner of this beauty contest – MANDY!

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is for the REBEL World Tag Team titles! Introducing first…

Jean-Pierre Anthony Sorel’s favorite band in the entire world, seriously folks, it’s HELLA. And that brings out the team of Jeff James and Dio Muerte. The
crowd gives them some boos, but many also cheer for Dio.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, the challengers, at a total combined weight of four-hundred and thirty-three pounds… the team of JEFF JAMES and DIO MUERTE!
Jeff flips over the top rope into the ring as Dio steps in, looking ready. The masked man makes the “belt” motion around his waist… and then the crowd
really turns up the heat, because here come the champs “Censored Truth.”

JENNY JERSEY: And their opponents! Being accompanied to the ring by Rosie Cheeks, at a total combined weight of five-hundred and one pounds… they are
the NAPW Tag team AND the REBEL World Tag Team champions… Steven Wylde and Ace Adams, CENSORSHIP AGAINST BAD STUFF!

Ace and Wylde come out, Ace with his perma-frown etched on his face. They each have a REBEL tag belt around their waist. Rosie Cheeks is carrying the NAPW
tag team title belts, one in each hand as she follows her men to the ring. She looks somewhat troubled…

But that’s going to have to wait, because Dio and James have slide out of the ring to meet the CABS on the floor! Rosie dives for cover as this match gets
underway in a hurry!

ROB MARTINEZ: The challengers not waiting for everybody to get into the ring, and what a challenge ahead for CABS, Rex! If they manage to retain the titles
against Dio Muerte & Jeff James, they immediately defend against the #1 contenders, the Celtic Assassins! Of course, same for the fan’s vote of Dio & Jeff…
if they win, they defend their belts immediately against the Celts!

REX CALIBER: It’s a damn crime!!! I like that Dio Muerte kid, he’s no sexellence of sexucution but he’s a maniac, but I haven’t seen REBEL management try
to screw a champ over like this since I was World champ, sellin’ out every show in the Carolinas!

ROB MARTINEZ: Well I won’t deny that you were the first REBEL World Heavyweight champion, Rex, but CABS certainly would agree that the commissioner Warren
has put them in a tough spot. The champs will have to win two matches in a night to get out of here the champs, and they have to do it under REBEL RULES!
Censorship Rules NOT in effect here!

Adams gets dumped over the guardrail into the frontrow James. Dio and Wylde are brawling on the other side of the ring. Adams is splayed in a pile of chairs
as Jeff James goes to the ring apron, what’s he going to do here? ASAI MOONSAULT!!! INTO THE CROWD —*

*THUNK*

“YEAAAAAAAAAGH!”

REX CALIBER: Oh shit, that didn’t sound fuckin’ good, Martinez.

ROB MARTINEZ: James tried to moonsault all the way into the crowd, but he didn’t clear the guardrail — He may have crushed his ribcage, crashing chestfirst
onto the steel at high velocity. We may need some help out here, wait! Dio Muerte STEEL CHAIR!

REX CALIBER: God I love chair hucking!

ROB MARTINEZ: Right into Wylde’s face! They’re right in front of us, Caliber!

REX CALIBER: Don’t make me spill my beer, assholes!

ROB MARTINEZ: Dio Muerte just put Steven Wylde on top of our announce table! Wait a minute! What’s he going to do here — Muerte is ON THE TOP ROPE! Wylde
isn’t moving —

REX CALIBER: OH SHITS!

And the announcers dive for cover as Dio Muerte FLIES OFF THE TOP WITH A FROG SPLASH RIGHT THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE! The crowd breaks out in the chant,
you know what it is, “HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT!” Both men are down, but Dio gets up, not caring about the pain. He grabs a broken Wylde and tosses
him in the ring, rolls in and hooks a leg. Alan Stone makes the cover, ONE, TWO, TH— Ace Adams breaks it up, saving the tag titles. Rosie slaps the mat
on the outside, “come on boys!” Jeff James is still gasping in pain, in a fetal position on the floor as Ace begins to work on Muerte. He snapmares the
man over and then kicks him in the spine. PERFECT NECKSNAP! The homage to Hennig stuns Dio, but he gets up because that’s just what he does, unfortunately
it’s right into Ace grabbing him for a FISHERMAN’S BUSTER! Ace hooks the leg, it’s over one, two, KICK-OUT!

Wylde is back up, Ace yelling directions. CABS double whip Dio to the ropes, Dio ducks the double-clothesline! He rebounds again but this time gets lifted
up high for a double-team flapjack, smacking him down into the canvas. Ace and Wylde pull the man up and then hit a double back suplex. Float-over into
the cover, one, two, DIO KICKS OUT!

ROB MARTINEZ: We have essentially a handicap match here, Jeff James appears to be seriously injured on the outside, but CABS can’t put Dio Muerte away!
REX CALIBER: The man been in scaffold matches, barbed wire death matches, Dio Muerte the greatest Carolinas champion in this promotion’s history Martinez,
CABS are gonna have to kill the bastard to put him away.

ROB MARTINEZ: Hyperbole aside, the champions are going to need a big move to put Dio away — and this might be it! Ace just lifted Dio Muerte onto his
shoulders! Wylde up top… FLYING BULLDOG! Dio Muerte is done, Stone counts ONE! TWO! TH—

REX CALIBER: Now this is a fuckin’ match!

CABS are starting to get frustrated with this. Ironically the lack of censorship rules is allowing the champs to continue a double-team — There are no
tags needed in REBEL rules, it’s all perfectly legal. Dio picked up by Ace, shots! Dio firing back, trying to get life! He back elbows Wylde, then pounds
Ace into the ropes. He gets a run…

CACTUS CLOTHESLINE!

Ace and Dio spill over the top rope! Wylde slides outside as Dio grabs Ace’s legs, Wylde charging — CATAPULT! Dio catapults Ace right into Steven Wylde
and both CABS spill to the concrete. And the crowd starts to get behind Dio Muerte, chanting his name. “LET’S GO DIO! LET’S GO DIO!” Muerte reaches into
the front row and grabs a chair, tosses it into the ring. Wait, one’s not enough. He grabs another chair and tosses it into the ring. Okay, now he’s heading
in… wait, no. Dio rolls back out. A THIRD chair, tossed into the ring! TWO CHAIRS AIN’T ENOUGH! SHIT’S BOUT TO GET REAL! Referee Jimmy Johnson has come
out to check on Jeff along with a trainer. Dio looks at Jeff, knows he’s got to do this himself. He punches Wylde in the face, then rolls Ace into the
ring. Grabs a chair —

CLANG!

Ace gets WASTED by a chair shot! But Dio ain’t done, no way hell you fools. He opens up another chair in the center of the ring. Hooks Ace. Oh hell! DIO
LIFTS THE MAN—

AND BRAINBUSTS HIM STRAIGHT THROUGH THE CHAIR!

Crowd goes crazy as Dio sits up, saying “that’s how it’s done.” He hooks a leg! ONE! TWO! TH—WYLDE BREAKS IT UP! Wylde stomping away on Dio, pulls the
man up, WHIP into the ropes. Wylde crouches down, waiting for Dio to turn around… waiting… CHARGE! SPEAR SPEAR SPEAR! Dio goes down in a heap as Wylde
grabs Ace and tosses him on top of Dio Muerte, Dio was broken in half! ONE! TWO! THRE—

JEFF JAMES! JEFF JAMES! JEFF JAMES!

ROB MARTINEZ: OH MY GAAAAAAAWWWD! Jeff James flies in and breaks up the pinfall, how? How is he even standing?

REX CALIBER: Barely, that’s how, but it’s wrestling gold on the line, and wrestling gold makes a man do crazy things.

ROB MARTINEZ: I don’t think Jeff has much left in him though, he looks in a bad, bad way. Wylde sends him to the ropes, reversed, James — JAMES EFFECT!
JAMES EFFECT! But he can’t capitalize! That may have been the last move Jeff James had in him!

Wylde and James are down, but Ace and Dio are back up. Dio throws punches, Ace tries to throw some of his own but he can’t win in a slugfest with Dio Muerte.
Ace stumbles around the ring, the crowd wanting to see him get his ass kicked… Dio clotheslines the man down. He looks to the ropes — DEMORTALIZER
— ROSIE SHAKES THE TOP ROPE! Dio trying to leap off the top rope for the flipping DDT, but instead he crashes and burns hard. Ace hits a baseball slide
that knocks Dio onto the concrete with a hard splat, and then turns to the men in the ring. James is trying to get up — and gets a bearhug by Ace Adams.
That’s the cue for Wylde to rebound off the ropes and clothesline the living hell out of James! CENSOR THIS! connects, Ace covers and there’s no way James
is getting up. ONE, TWO, THREE!

FRANK WARBURTON: Here are your winners, and still tag team champions… CABS!

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REX CALIBER: One down…

ROB MARTINEZ: And one BIG challenge to go, because here come the Celtic Assassins!

James rolls out of the ring. Dio is getting up, he knows he’s lost, he goes to where Jimmy Johnston is helping his partner. He’s pissed, but he helps Dio
out.

Meanwhile.

“THE SCOTTISH WRECKING MACHINE” AL THOES!

“THE IRISH ADONIS” BOBBY O’BRADY!

CELTIC ASSASSINS HIT THE RING!

REX CALIBER: This is real crap, Martinez, these celtic idiots getting a title shot in this way. They should have had to wrestle another match tonight, just
another example of the bullshit preferential treatment Kyle Roberts and his buddies get around this place.

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, nobody would accuse you of being a fan of Kyle Roberts or his allies… he is the man who beat your ass for the World title!

REX CALIBER: You’re lucky I got a fresh beer, cos I don’t want to spill it smacking you.

Meanwhile, the Celts are ALL OVER CABS. Bobby on Adams, Wylde taking his licks from Thoes! Celts have their opponents in opposite corners, irish whips —
CABS collide right into one another! They stagger, each one scooped up by a Celtic Assassin. Body Slam! Powerslam! The Celts have cleaned house on the
tag champions, standing tall as the crowd goes crazy! They’re disappointed Dio & James didn’t win, but the Celts are giving them something to cheer for.
O’Brady picks up Adams again, sending him out of the ring. That leaves Wylde open for a double-team, and the Celts want to finish this early. They hook
up Steven, lift him UP FOR A DOUBLETEAM POWERBOMB —

DOUBLE LOW BLOW!

Rosie uses both left AND right arms to nail the Celts in the junk. That staggers them, Wylde lands on his feet, and hits a double DDT on both men. Rosie
bails out of the ring as Wylde, the powerman of the CABS, picks up Bobby O’Brady. Suplex… reverse suplex, dropping O’Brady right on his front! That’s
some strength, O’Brady is 275 pounds. Thoes is getting up, Wylde is a one-man wrecking crew… he nails the SPEAR SPEAR SPEAR on Thoes! Cover! ONE! TWO!
KICK-OUT!

ROB MARTINEZ: I don’t know how many times we’ve seen Rosie Cheeks interfere in CABS matches! I thought they were all about “playing by the rules,” but it
seems like they will bend them or break them when it’s convenient for them.

REX CALIBER: Hey, if it was Censorship Rules, you wouldn’t see that, but that’s Warren’s own fault for making this REBEL rules, Rosie’s legal. And that
means in this match, and to stand in line for the Rex Express lovetrain.

ROB MARTINEZ: How did you get this job again?

REX CALIBER: 50 gallons of baby-oil and the phone number for Garrett’s wife.

Adams has returned to the ring and now he and Wylde are doing a double-team effort, working on one Celt, then the other. They come off the ropes and send
Thoes tumbling to the floor with a big double clothesline. Double shouldertackle to O’Brady! That knocks the man down, and then Adams grabs the STF! He’s
going to try to submit this one… nothin’ doing, O’Brady is too strong. He powers his way to the ropes for a break. Ace holds on to the ref’s count of
five before letting go. He gets off, letting Wylde go to work. Steven stomps the man. Thoes is trying to get back into the ring, Ace boots him in the face
and sends him back to the floor.

ROB MARTINEZ: In these REBEL rules, you can’t really cut off the ring like in a traditional tag match, but CABS are doing just that, keeping Thoes out and
working over O’Brady. They want to leave here tonight the double-champions, and go back to NAPW with the REBEL belts intact.

REX CALIBER: They made history a couple weeks ago when they did that, only guys to ever hold a REBEL and NAPW belt at the same time. That’s a lot of damn
gold! I wouldn’t mind seeing Rosie wearing those two NAPW tag belts like earlier, and nothin’ else.

ROB MARTINEZ: And this kind of talk actually WORKS on the ladies?

REX CALIBER: I ain’t complainin’!

O’Brady is getting worn down, it won’t be long now if the CABS have any say. Ace boots him in the gut, here comes Wylde — SCISSORS KICK! Puts the man
down!

ONE! TWO! TH

KICKOUT!

Adams screams to not wait, he and Wylde pull the man back up. Double irish whip, O’Brady knocked to the canvas by doubleteam back-elbows. Wylde pulls him
up, what’s this? He’s going to try to powerbomb the two-hundred seventy-five pounder! Ace stands beside to help…

THEY DO IT!

POWERBOMB TO O’BRADY!

ONE! TWO! TH

THOES MAKES THE SAVE! The Celts are still in this thing! Thoes is suddenly a HOUSE OF FIRE, knocking Wylde down with a clothesline! Adams goes down! Scoop
slam! Scoop slam! Thoes tries to grab Ace, Ace rolls out of the ring to safety, where Rosie joins him. Thoes shrugs and kicks Wylde in the gut. Standing
head-scissors, Thoes points to Ace and says “This is how ye do a powerbomb, laddie!”

Huge POWERbomb from Al Thoes on Steven Wylde. Thoes covers, one, two, Wylde just barely gets the shoulder up. Ace didn’t look like he wants to get back
in the match… so Thoes picks Steven Wylde up in a gorilla press! OVER THE TOP ROPE! Rosie just gets out of the way, but Wylde lands right on Ace! Thoes
helps O’Brady back up, and the two Celts look out at the crowd and say it’s time to end this!

Thoes and O’Brady roll outside, picking up Ace and rolling him back into the ring. Thoes hooks Ace’s arms and twists around, into position… O’Brady on
the top rope…

VERTEBREAKER. DOUBLE-STOMP.

THE CELTIC CRUSHER!

Thoes covers Adams, this is OVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE—

Rosie Cheeks dives onto Thoes at the last second, saving the titles for her men! She latches onto the back of Thoes, trying a sleeper hold.

The big man just gets up to his feet, a puzzled grin on his face. She can’t be serious. Rosie slowly realizes her attack is ineffective, and Thoes leans
forward to dump her on her ass. O’Brady and Thoes look at Rosie, who begs off. The crowd is going crazy! Thoes grabs Rosie and puts her over his knee,
spanking her to the delight of the (misogynistic, redneck) Carolinas crowd! Rosie gets out of the ring, holding her butt, face a mask of horror as the
Celts turn around —

Steven Wylde clotheslines the Celts down! O’Brady gets up, caught with a huge lariat! Wow! Wylde waits for Thoes to get up, and hits a SPEAR SPEAR SPEAR
INTO THE TURNBUCKLE! He’s dishing spears out like candy! Thoes sags in the corner as Wylde sees O’Brady rising. He charges — caught! O’Brady hauls Wylde
onto his shoulders with a TORTURE RACK! RACK! RACK! Wylde isn’t submitting however, and Ace Adams somehow chopblocks O’Brady’s knee out. Ace promptly collapses,
still out of it from the Celtic Crusher. But that’s enough for Wylde to hit a CENSORPLEX that drops O’Brady right on his head. ONE. TWO! THREE! Thoes too
late in the save!

JENNY JERSEY: Your winners, and STILL REBEL World tag teamchampions… C.A.B.S!

ROB MARTINEZ: They did it! CABS with two straight defenses here tonight, they leave here the REBEL/NAPW tag champions… who’s going to stop CABS?! What
a roll they are on!

REX CALIBER: Not these two Celtic chumps, not even my boy Dio, not even Warren and REBEL management!

CABS hit the corners with all four of their belts, Ace half out on his feet. So much gold for CABS, and nobody seems able to stop them!

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JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, up next we have the second part of the ‘Brains, Beauty and Brawn’ contest. Both of the contestants are in the ring,
so here is our question master for the evening – CHET WHETTLESON!

Chet emerges from behind the curtain and marches proudly down the aisle before climbing into the ring. Mandy and Rosie Cheeks are standing behind some podiums
as Chet stands before them both with some question cards in his hands. Jenny Jersey exits the ring, but not before handing the microphone to Chet, who
takes control of this situation.

CHET WHETTLESON: Okay, lets get this started, and remember fans, for the exclusive backstage story on Mandy’s microkini, call my REBEL hotline! As the winner
of the last round, Mandy, you get to answer the first question. What is the atomic number of Magnesium?

Mandy pauses for a moment. Chemistry isn’t her favorite subject.

MANDY: Twenty-three?

CHET WHETTLESON: Ooh, I’m afraid the answer is twelve. Rosie. What are the three colors on the American flag?

ROSIE CHEEKS: Red, white and blue!

CHET WHETTLESON: Correct!

The crowd boo. But Chet continues undeterred.

CHET WHETTLESON: Mandy. Your second question. In which year did ‘The Cult’s’ ‘Fire Woman’ peak at number two in the US Modern Rock Charts?

MANDY: Nineteen-eighty-nine?

CHET WHETTLESON: Ooh — wait, that’s right…

The crowd cheers!

CHET WHETTLESON: Rosie, your second question. What is the capital city of America?

ROSIE CHEEKS: Washington D.C.!

CHET WHETTLESON: Correct. That leaves the scores at two-one in favor of Rosie Cheeks. Now is time for the final questions. Mandy. What is the term used
to describe the diurnal motion of plant parts in response to sunlight?

The crowd falls silent, as does, unfortunately, Mandy.

CHET WHETTLESON: Ooh, times up I’m afraid. the correct answer is heliotropism. That means the winners of the ‘Brains’ portion of this contest is ROSIE CHEEKS!
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JENNY JERSEY: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for a shot at the Carolina’s title! Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred and forty-five
pounds! From Villahermosa, Mexico! He is (sigh!) EL REY DE CORIZONES!

Cheer! Screams from the womenfolk. As “Bailla Casanova” plays, out comes the King of Hearts, accompanied by his valet, Montana Rose. El Rey holds a bouquet
of roses, which he hands out to the ladies as he walks down towards the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: And El Rey de Corizones is sure getting a hero’s welcome here in the REBEL arena!

REX CALIBER: Hey, I can see it! I mean, he’s no Sexy Rexy but he’s got that charisma that the ladies love.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent! From Hollywood, Florida! Weighing in at two hundred and forty-five pounds, THOMAS YOUNG!

If El Rey got a hero’s welcome, Young received a solid booing fit for a matinee villain! But he doesn’t care. He’s focused on one thing: winning the match
and going on to win the Carolinas belt. As one fan leans over to trash talk Young, he winds up for a huge backhand. But he’s only threatening.

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh, such a big man, that Thomas Young.

REX CALIBER: If you’ve got the talent to back it up, who CARES what you act like? He took Stylin’ Kyle Roberts to the limit for the REBEL World Heavyweight
championship, so you know he’s got that in his favor.

As Thomas Young enters the ring, El Rey de Corizones leans in the corner, awaiting Dale McDonald’s instructions. Montana Rose exits the ring by Casanova’s
hand. Young goes over to El Rey, who offers a hand in sportsmanship. Young smirks and mocks the Latino heartthrob. El Rey shrugs as McDonald calls for
the bell. The two men lock up, and Thomas lays into the King with a forearm, knocking the wind out of him. Irish whip to the ropes, and Thomas Young lifts
a boot in anticipation, but El Rey stops the momentum a few steps in front of Young. And then rushes forward with a clothesline once Young lowers his foot
to regain his balance. Young goes down! The crowd cheers. El Rey drops a leg onto the chest of Thomas. El Rey picks up the former Foundation member, and
lifts him on this shoulders, racking the back of Young. Young cries out in pain as El Rey de Corizones grins underneath his black and silver mask. After
a painful time for Thomas Young, El Rey finally drops him and goes for a cover. One! Kickout by Young.

El Rey shrugs and picks up Young, but Thomas is wily and punches El Rey in the gut. And then backhands the chest. Kick, punch, big suplex by Thomas Young!
El Rey flies over and hits the canvas, and Young scrambles for a cover. One! The casanova kicks out. Young slams his hand on the canvas, and grabs the
back of El Rey’s head, pulling him up and then whips him once more towards the ropes, following him and landing a reverse bulldog, driving El Rey’s back
to the mat. Young again covers El Rey. One! T-no, El Rey lifts a shoulder.

ROB MARTINEZ: Thomas Young is trying to end this one pretty early, but the King of Hearts will just not quit!

REX CALIBER: Thomas Young’s going to have his work cut out for him here. El Rey is one fierce competitor.

Thomas Young is frustrated, and picks up El Rey. Knee to the face! “Boooo!” yell the fans. “Shut it!” Young replies. He waits for Rey to get up off his
knees, with an angry expression on his face. El Rey stands, and Young lets fly with a big boot, but Rey ducks it, grabbing the back of Young’s head, and
pulling down to the mat. Rey runs to the ropes, and hits a lionsault! Young shudders as El Rey hooks the leg. One! Two! Dale McDonald stops counting when
he notices Thomas Young’s other leg on the bottom rope.

ROB MARTINEZ: Some ring knowledge by Thomas Young.

El Rey notices, and pulls Young up by the arm. The King of Hearts climbs the turnbuckles, still holding the arm of Young as the crowd starts to cheer. He
walks along the top rope, using Young for support, and then jumps off, Elbowing Thomas’s arm on the way down.

REX CALIBER: ESCUELA ANTIGUA!

ROB MARTINEZ: True enough. You know Spanish?

REX CALIBER: You kidding? I’m from the Lisbon Calibres!

ROB MARTINEZ: That’s Portugal.

REX CALIBER: Oh, right.

Meanwhile, El Rey is working the arm of Thomas Young. Young’s hollering as El Rey forces him to the mat. The luchadore locks in a figure four leg submission
while still standing, and then bends over and hooks Thomas’s arms, making for what seems to be a very painful surfboard. Thomas Young shouts out in pain,
but he shakes his head.

REX CALIBER: Come on, Thomas! Don’t make it any harder on yourself!

Thomas Young is shaking, trying to maneuver to the ropes, but El Rey has got him in the middle of the ring. He applies more pressure, and Young starts rocking
back and forth. Slowly forward, slowly back. Forward, back. El Rey seems confused, but then falls backwards on the mat, Young now over him. McDonald drops
to the mat. El Rey’s shoulders are touching canvas. One! Two! The King of Hearts releases the hold, lest he get pinned for three.

The King of Hearts gets up, and comes over to the writhing Thomas Young. He goes for the hair, trying to get Young back up. GROIN! Hey, onomatopoeia’s a
powerful tool. El Rey drops, and Young gets up, massaging some life back into his arm. The crowd BOOOS! Young gets Rey up and it’s time! It’s time for
a Young Cutter! He lifts Rey up, but Rey blocks, grabbing the arm of Young and flipping the former tag champ over his shoulder. He grabs Young’s arm once
again, pulls young in, and knees him in the gut. He hooks the arms! TANGO PASADO DEL AMOR! Thomas Young’s head drives into the canvas due to El Rey’s DDT,
and the big luchadore covers.

One!

Two!

THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: And your winner! (SIGH!) EL REY DE CORIZONES!

A huge cheer from the crowd as El Rey stands up, dusts himself off, and exits the ring, celebrating his big win with Montana Rose and the fans at ringside,
as Dale McDonald revives the dazed Thomas Young in the ring.

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BRING ME BACK MY BULLETS!

Out comes the Rebel brother and the fans cheer them pretty good. They enter the ring and quickly grab a mic.

RYAN REBEL: Yeah, hold your applause. Is anyone pissed off that we ain’t booked tonight? Or how bout next weeks Supershow?

ROBERT REBEL: I don’t know what the deal is but…

ATTACK!

Out walks KRENSHOV. The Rebel Brothers seem very confused as the big man wastes no time stepping over the top rope and snatching a mic.

KRENSHOV: Tell the truth to these people… tell everyone why really not being booked? I’ll tell them. You think you’re better than everyone and started
demanding title shots, and when you couldn’t earn one.. you told Warren that you wasn’t wrestling again, unless belts were up for grabs.

The crowd turns on the Rebels and being KICK THERE ASS chant.

KRENSHOV: Well, this isn’t news to you.. but you two are no longer wanted in REBEL!

KRENSHOV grabs both men by the throats and DOUBLE CHOKE SLAM! The crowd explodes. KRENSHOV gets two tables from under the ring. He smiles sadistically.
ROBERT REBEL THROUGH A TABLE VIA A POWERBOMB! RYAN REBEL THROUGH A TABLE VIA A TOTAL ECLIPSE! The crowd is nuts! So long Rebel brothers! Don’t let the
door hit you in the ass!

KRENSHOV exits and “Welcome To the Jungle” starts playing. Out comes Warren. He is wearing a suit jacket with shorts.

WARREN: DUDES! You dudes should have ran dude. Anyways, I got a huge announcement! Starting next week… all REBEL shows, and Supershows will be broadcast
live… IN ALL OF

RICK GARRETT’S STRIP CLUBS! We keep selling out shows and this is a good way too let as many people in this area see the show. Also,
in events not in the REBEL ARENA… we will be selling cheap tickets for a closed circuit broadcast…HERE IN THE REBEL ARENA!

The crowd loves that announcement. Warren leaves to heavy applause.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the REBEL Number One Contender’s Cup Trophy! Introducing first weighing in at
two hundred thirty pounds and hailing from Manchester, England…MIKE “ASSMAN” TREY!

”Why Don’t We do it in the Road” can be heard from the speakers in the arena and Mike “Assman” Trey steps out from behind the curtain to a huge ovation
from the crowd and he makes his way to the ring. As he walks down the aisle fans hold their hands over the barricade to try and give him a high give. Mike
Trey high fives the fans as he walks and then slides into the ring and waits in his corner.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing second, weighing in at three hundred fifty pounds and hailing from Middletown, New Jersey…KRENSHOV!

”Attack” by 30 Seconds to Mars begins blasting from the speakers, but the fans are so loud for Krenshov that the music is nearly drowned out. No doubt Krenshov
wants to win this match and with the determined look on his face he plans to do just that. Krenshov makes his way to the ring and he gets in his corner
and waits for the bell to ring.

The two wrestlers meet in the center of the ring and bump fists. Referee Jimmy Johnson calls for the bell and the match is on. The two grapple in the center
of the ring and Krenshov powers his way out of it and shoves Mike Trey to the canvas. Assman gets up and runs at Krenshov but just gets knocked back down
by a big boot from Kenny. Trey gets to his feet and Krenshov goes on the attack. He grabs Mike Trey and drives him into the corner and then drives several
shoulders into Trey’s ribs. Krenshov backs away from the corner and then runs and lands a big splash on Assman.

Krenshov grabs Assman’s hand and Irish Whips him into the turnbuckle across the ring with authority. Mike Trey hit the turnbuckle so hard he fell face first
onto the canvas and he’s holding his back now. Kenny makes his way to Trey and starts stomping his back. Assman is scooped off of the mat and lifted up,
Krenshov lands a big fall away slam! Assman is holding his back again, and Krenshov smells blood. Kenny rolls out of the ring and grabs a steel chair from
under the ring. He slides back in with the chair and places it in the middle of the ring. Assman gets to his feet, Krenshov whips him into the ropes and
lands a huge power slam onto the chair! Mike Trey is squirming in pain in the middle of the ring. Assman crawls over to the ropes and grabs them and tries
to use them to help him get to his feet. Kenny grabs him by the hair and lands a few right hands to the face. Mike Trey blocks one of Krenshov’s right
hands and then lands one of his own. Assman lands another right to Krenshov’s abdomen and a left, and a fury of rights and lefts to Krenshov’s abdomen.
Krenshov cuts him short by landing a big right hand to the face. Assman is then whipped into the ropes across the ring again and Krenshov tries to land
a spine buster on the chair but Assman uses his quickness and slides between his legs and out of the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mike Trey’s back is probably in a lot of pain but he can still use his quickness to his advantage.

REX CALIBER: Speaking of sliding between legs. Raleigh and its women have been very good to me…

ROB MARTINEZ: Can we focus on the match?

REX CALIBER: A bit rough at times, but nothin’ Sexy Rexy can’t handle.

ROB MARTINEZ: REX!

Krenshov makes his way out of the ring and stalks Assman around the ring. Kenny catches up with Trey and tries to grab him but Mike Trey rolls back into
the ring and Kenny follows. Mike Trey is on his feet and Krenshov who is just getting to his feet in the ring runs at Assman but Trey lands a drop toehold.
Assman uses his quickness again and starts dropping elbows across Krenshov’s legs. Kenny rolls out of the way and gets to his feet. Assman tries to land
a right hand but Krenshov blocks it and lands several punches of his own. Krenshov grabs Assman by the hair and by the pants and tosses him through the
ropes to the floor outside. Kenny goes over the top rope onto the ring apron and hops down to the floor. He lifts up Mike Trey and whips him into the ring
stairs as a loud bang echoes throughout the arena. Assman is again holding his back. Kenny runs at Assman trying to land a splash sandwiching him between
and the ring steps but Mike Trey ducks out of the way and Krenshov goes tumbling over the stairs! Mike Trey grabs a breather after escaping being sandwiched
between Krenshov and some stairs. Kenny gets to his feet and the Assman comes running and uses the stairs as a launch pad as he jumps at Kenny and lands
a clothesline that merely makes the big man stumble backwards. Krenshov grabs Trey by the hair again and drives his face into the ring steps. He then picks
up Mike Trey and grabs him like a bear hug, but Krenshov doesn’t go for it. Instead he runs and drives Trey’s back into the ring post and Assman screams
in pain.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mike Trey’s back must be in serious pain at this point. I can only imagine that Krenshov is softening up his back for the bear hug later on.
REX CALIBER: You ever been hugged by a real bear? Unless you have, shut up.

Krenshov then drives Trey into the metal barricade on the outside. Kenny grabs him by the hair again, rolls him into the ring and then rolls in himself.
Krenshov picks up the chair and Assman slowly gets to his feet and holds his back. Mike Trey gets to his feet and gets sent back down by a huge chair shot
from Krenshov! Assman is writhing in pain, but Krenshov doesn’t care. He lays in another chair shot to the back of Mike Trey, and another! The cold steel
smacking the skin on Trey’s already injured back cannot do any good. Kenny drops the chair and starts stomping a mud hole in Trey’s back. Krenshov picks
Trey up and whips him into the ropes. Off the rebound Krenshov grabs Mike Trey! He’s got the bear hug locked in, he’s thrashing him back and forth.

ROB MARTINEZ: Krenshov’s got it locked in! This should be it!

Assman is screaming in pain and Krenshov slams him to the mat. Referee Jimmy Johnson goes to the mat and counts.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

A huge ovation from the crowd for Krenshov. He is the new REBEL Number One Contender. How long until he gains the REBEL World Heavyweight Championship?
Krenshov’s hand is raised by the referee and he exits the ring and walks up the aisle to the locker room. Passing him are the medics going to aid Mike
Trey. In the ring the medical staff strap Mike Trey to the backboard and slide him onto the stretcher. They rush him to the back where an ambulance is
most likely waiting.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mike Trey’s back sustained much damage. I wonder if he will be able to return to a REBEL ring.

REX CALIBER: I don’t know. His back looks in a bad way. Only time will tell I guess.

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JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, up next is the third and final part of the ‘Brains, Beauty and Brawn’ contest. Introducing first, accompanied by the
Bluegrass Mafia, Matt and Jonothan Kurtis – MANDY!

“American Nightmare” starts playing again as The Bluegrass Mafia begin to walk down the aisle, with Mandy leading the way. They’re focused on the ring,
and only the ring, so unfortunately they don’t notice the sneak attack coming!

ROB MARTINEZ: Ace Adams and Steven Wylde seem to want to change this to a “Brawl” portion!

Indeed, the members of ‘Censorship Against Bad Stuff’ are hammering away with rights and lefts in this sneak attack on the Bluegrass Mafia. Rosie makes
a beeline for Mandy, taking her down with an untidy hair-grab-bulldog type move.

REX CALIBER: We’re not going to see a catfight are we?

ROB MARTINEZ: No, Rex, we’re not…

Security have managed to separate Mandy and Rosie, but there’s not enough security guards to separate the men. Matt Kurtis has turned the tables, and he’s
sending right hands in the direction of Steven Wylde as Ace Adams is doing the same to Jon Kurtis. A big boot takes Wylde down – but he’s caught by a chop
block from Ace Adams! And Matt Kurtis is caught by a stiff kick to the side of the head before more security piles out from the back, in an effort to separate
these men. Jon Kurtis leaps through the crowd, catching Ace with a forearm to the face as everyone is finally restrained…

REX CALIBER: Damn!

ROB MARTINEZ: And it looks like this issue between C.A.B.S. and The Bluegrass Mafia is going to remain unresolved. For now, anyway.

The crowd watches as Security hauls everyone to the back. Warren comes out and whispers something to Jenny Jersey.

JENNY JERSEY: Everyone involved in that brawl is being thrown out of the building. The Bluegrass Mafia versus British/Canadian Invasion is canceled.

The crowd is stunned, but Warren had to lay down the law.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is a Submission match and is for the REBEL WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!

ROB MARTINEZ: This is the moment Kyle Roberts has been seething for the last three weeks. He doesn’t blame “The Show” for his actions, but on the other
hand is pretty confident that the match would have been much better, and more competitive if Kyle hadn’t just fought a bloody war.

REX CALIBER: Confident? No… Kyle Roberts believes in his heart that had been fresh and aware that the match was going to happen, that Chad would have
NEVER won the belt. I disagree, and I think Chad could have. Chad Kurtis isn’t the “Caliber” of the other former REBEL Champ, but he has a lot more appeal
than Roberts.

ROB MARTINEZ: Still bitter over the loss?

REX CALIBER: You wasn’t even in the building, or even the country for that matter.. so who are you too judge?

ROB MARTINEZ: Gonna leave that issue alone.

“I AM THE MAN!”

And out comes the former champ. The angry expression on his face reads like a picture book… pretty easy. He doesn’t even take time to acknowledge the
fans cheering for him, and there’s plenty. He enters the ring and Philosopher Kings are shut off so Jenny can do her job.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, he is fighting out of Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan. He weighed in at two hundred and fifty five pounds. He is a former FIVE
time NAPW Tag Team Champion and the former REBEL World Champion… STYLIN’! KYLE! ROBERTS!

REX CALIBER: I know hearing the word “former” in front of the words “REBEL World Champion” stings the massive ego.

ROB MARTINEZ: Know from experience?

REX CALIBER: SHUT IT ROB!

“COCKY!”

And out comes the champion. He has a confident look on his face. He taps the gold and smiles at Kyle Roberts… who is boiling mad.

JENNY JERSEY: And now! Fighting out of Paducah, Kentucky, he weighs in at two-hundred and thirty pounds! A former NAPW TV champion, two-time NAPW tag team
champion and two-time REBEL Carolinas champion… he is the current, and reigning REBEL WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION… “THE SHOW!” CHAD! KURTIS!

And that is as LONG as Kyle Roberts is going to wait! He spears The Show down with a football tackle before the champ can even pull his belt off, and starts
wailing away! Chad tries to cover up, Roberts raining down rights and lefts on him.

ROB MARTINEZ: Stylin’ Kyle Roberts has done nothing but fantasize about this moment since he lost the belt to “The Show” last month! And now all that frustration
and rage are coming out!

Referee Dale McDonald is in charge of this important match-up. It’s REBEL rules plus: Submission is the only way this match is going to end, so all he can
do is sit back and watch the match unfold. Roberts gets up to a thunderous pop, then measures a rising Show… Roberts boots him in the gut! Off the ropes
for the POLAR-IZER, no dice, The Show saw it coming and ducks out of the way. He rolls underneath the ropes, trying to regain his bearings. The REBEL Arena
crowd gives him holy hell, “The Show” badmouthing some of the front row fans. He tries to get back in the ring, drops down as Kyle charges. The champion
doesn’t want to play into Kyle’s hands…

But Kyle doesn’t feel like waiting for “The Show” to gather his nuts and slides out to the floor! The Show gets whipped around, pasted in the side of the
face. Roberts grabs The Show by the seat of the pants and beales him into the guardrail! Crowd chants “(BLEEP) HIM UP, ROBERTS, (BLEEP) HIM UP!” Roberts
runs in, clipping The Show with a big boot to the face against the guardrail! Damn! Roberts looks over, grabs The Show and AGAIN beales him down the ringside
area. Roberts stalks his man, Chad gets a sudden kick to Roberts’ stomach. BAM. Roberts headfirst into the timekeeper’s table. A pissed off Show grabs
Kyle and slides him on top of it, now, and then follows up. The Show stands up, sticks Kyle’s head between his legs —

CK FINALE ON THE TIMEKEEPER’S TABLE?!

NO! ROBERTS REVERSES … INTO THE BEAR-TAMER!

ROB MARTINEZ: The finishing maneuver of Kyle Roberts, a move that you’ve been in and tapped out to, Caliber! Chad Kurtis in a lot of pain!

REX CALIBER: First of all, I never tapped out, I was trying to get the crowd to rally behind me… but that Bear-Tamer is a damn painful hold, but Kyle
Roberts’ can’t get a damn win outside the ring. He ain’t wrestling smart, Martinez.

ROB MARTINEZ: He’s wrestling with passion, with white-hot fire and with guts! He can’t get the submission win outside the ring, ON THE TABLE or not, but
he sure as hell is softening Kurtis up for later!

McDonald is telling Kyle as such, “you can’t win on the floor, Kyle!” The crowd is just going banana, the sight of Roberts wrenching back on The Show atop
the table. Finally Kyle shoves The Show’s legs away and drops off the table. Chad bundled into the ring, Roberts picks up his favorite toy from the announce
table. The trusty ring-bell.

The Show is getting to his feet as Kyle enters the ring, holding the bell high. The fans are awaiting the vicious “DING.” But Kyle appears to be having
second thoughts. He looks at the bell in his one hand, then looks at his empty hand in the other. Looks at the bell, makes ready to smack Chad… then
again, pauses. Roberts dumps the bell back outside the ring.

REX CALIBER: What the hell is he doin’? There ain’t no DQs in REBEL!

ROB MARTINEZ: I think Kyle Roberts wants to break Chad Kurtis with his BARE HANDS!

REX CALIBER: You mean his BEAR hands.

ROB MARTINEZ: …What?

REX CALIBER: Seriously, have you seen Roberts’ fingernails, man needs a trim.

In any event, The Show is up, and Chad pulls him onto his shoulders for the MOOSE JAW DRIVER — Chad counters with a Tornado DDT! He spikes Kyle on the
top of his head, then grabs behind the waist for the GERMAN SUPLEXES! He nails ONE! Holds on, linked, pulls Kyle up, TWO GERMANS! A THIRD, this one release!
Kyle is dazed, and now it’s time for The Show to go to work. He grabs Kyle’s ankles, hooks them and then leans forward to lock on an STF! The Show wrenching
the head and shoulders of Kyle Roberts, who is holding on! The crowd are getting into this, Kyle tries reaching out… can’t quite get the ropes, but he
manages to drag himself forward with his free arm, reaching, reaching, makes the ropes. The ref calls for the break, Kurtis doesn’t let go though. The
referee says he won’t count a submission if Kurtis won’t let go, so finally he does.

Kyle holding the back of his neck, and The Show stomps on him. He’s not a submission specialist, but he can do some damage. He looks into the camera and
yells “(BLEEP) YOU ASTROS,” then locks on… the BOW AND ARROW! He rolls onto his back, Roberts bent in a bad way!

ROB MARTINEZ: Wouldn’t it be something of “The Show” beat Roberts with one of Donovan Astros’ signature moves?

REX CALIBER: Only person Astros hates more than Kurtis is Kyle Roberts, I don’t know how the man would react, but if I was Astros, I’d know exactly where
to attack Roberts next week!

And Roberts is in a tough spot here, but it doesn’t look like he’ll submit, though McDonald is asking him. Roberts can’t get to the ropes… but The Show
lets go after a long enough period. Roberts back to the canvas, The Show has him right where he wants him, looking for another submission hold. What the
hell? An indian deathlock? Kurtis falls back, forcing spasms of pain through Kyle’s body! Roberts yells out as Chad gets back to his feet, Kyle’s feet
still tangled. BACK! YELL! Pain! Roberts reaches out and grabs the ropes, Chad has to let go. He comes back to grab Roberts INSIDE CRADLE — but there
are no pins, WAIT A MINUTE, ROBERTS SUDDENLY IS GOING FOR THE BEAR-TAMER! OUT OF NOWHERE! Chad is struggling against the move, he already knows how it
feels, he desperately scrambles to the ropes and Kyle has to let go. Roberts swears, Chad pulls himself up by the ropes, STYLESKICK — Chad ducks! Kyle
tries to regain his balance, but that’s all Kurtis needs to his own superkick, knocking Kyle flat-out an in perfect position for…

BEST!

MOONSAULT!

EVER!

The Show connects, and then throws Kyle into the middle of the ring for a CAMEL CLUTCH! Center of the ring! Kyle with damaged neck and head and the wind
knocked out of him! This could be IT!

REX CALIBER: It ain’t no La-Z-Boy, Martinez, Roberts is done for, that son of a bitch.

ROB MARTINEZ: Kyle Roberts attempt to regain the World Title may just end in defeat, he’s fading fast! Dale McDonald checks the arm… and it drops once.
I think Roberts may be out of it!

REX CALIBER: Pansy.

Caliber’s blinding hatred notwithstanding, the crowd is on their feet, begging for a rally. McDonald grabs Kyle’s arm a second time, holds it up… and
it drops. The crowd dies as McDonald yells “TWO!” The Show is nodding with a sweat-soaked grin, he’s held onto his title. McDonald grabs Kyle’s arm for
the third time, holding it up, and the crowd deflates as it fallsssssnnnnnnnNNOOOO!

ROBERTS ARM STAYS UP!

HE’S ALIVE!

Roberts makes a fist, shaking the arm, trying to get that all-important ADRENALINE RUSH. And with it, he begins to crawl! Ever so slowly… crawling! Can
he — Chad tries to force him to tap — KYLE MAKES THE ROPES!

THE CROWD EXPLODES!

But it’s not over yet, because Chad Kurtis releases the hold, only to immediately thud his forearm into the small of Kyle’s back. Waistlock, German Suplex,
Kyle blocks it! Throwing back elbows, knocking The Show, finally breaks the man off of him! The Show charges Kyle, caught, TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER! The
Show writhes in pain as Kyle quickly leaps to the second rope, NAILING the Lionsault! No cover, that won’t do him any good, but now Roberts looks out over
the crowd and the light is back in his eyes! “WHO’S THE MAN, REBEL?”

“YOU ARE!”

The Show gets up, met immediately by Kyle Roberts pummeling him. HARD irish whip into the turnbuckle, more damage to The Show’s back! DROP-DOWN Irish Whip
sends Chad even harder into the opposite corner, the man ricocheting and hitting the canvas from the impact. Roberts is all over him, half-nelson backbreaker!
What a move! Chad gets up, bent over holding his back in pain, and THIS TIME Kyle NAILS the Polar-izer! That leaves Chad Kurtis flat on his back in the
center of the ring, and Kyle grins. It’s time! Grabs the legs, turning the man over. Chad fighting, but Kyle isn’t to be denied, and turns the man over
into the BEAR-TAMER!

ROB MARTINEZ: BEAR-TAMER! IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! THIS COULD BE ALL! WE COULD HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!

REX CALIBER: COME ON CHAD! DON’T LET THAT GUY BEAT YOU!

The crowd is ON THEIR FEET, chanting “TAP! TAP! TAP!” at the top of their lungs! “The Show” is holding on for dear life, face a mask of pain, as Kyle screams
“TAP OUT YOU SON OF A BITCH!” The Show looks like he’s going to tap out… hand raised, and ready… but he makes a fist, he’s not done yet! He begins
to crawl, crawling… the pain is so bad!

TAP TAP TAP

The Show reaches out, can’t make the ropes! He’s almost there… Kyle leaning back…

The Show makes the ropes, the crowd groaning as one. Roberts doesn’t want to let go of the hold though! “You can’t win with the man in the ropes!” Finally,
Roberts lets go, getting nose to nose with McDonald. “What are you going to do, disqualify me?”

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh no, Roberts’ temper is getting the better of him here.

McDonald reiterates his point to Roberts — LOW BLOW. BOOOOOOO.

ROB MARTINEZ: The champion with a low blow from behind!

REX CALIBER: Hey, Roberts shouldn’t have turned his back on THE CHAMP like that, his own damn fault. There ain’t no DQ in REBEL!

ROB MARTINEZ: Be that as it may, oh no, CK FINALE! It doesn’t matter if he can’t pinfall, if The Show hits this, Roberts will be knocked OUT for any submission
move! Here it comes — NO! ROBERTS TAKES THE LEGS OUT —

REX CALIBER: NOT AGAIN!

ROB MARTINEZ: Roberts HAS IT IN! THE BEAR-TAMER AGAIN! THE SHOW HAS TO MAKE THE ROPES OR IT’S OVER!

The crowd? THEY HAVEN’T SAT DOWN! Roberts wrenches back, screaming himself in sheer intensity. The Show tries to get to the ropes, he’s crawling, clawing,
scratching… he’s almost there…

KYLE WALKS HIM BACK TO THE CENTER OF THE RING

And then kneels down, knee right in Chad’s back, bending The Show in ways the body is not supposed to go! THE SHOW TAPS! THE SHOW TAPS!

JENNY JERSEY: The winner of the match, and ONCE AGAIN REBEL World Heavyweight Champion… STYLIN’ KYLE ROBERTS!

Roberts holds on after the bell, until finally he lets go, dropping to the canvas himself. Dale McDonald gets the title belt and raises Kyle’s arm in victory,
handing him the gold. Kyle kisses it, then raises it up high in emotional celebration as the crowd cheers their approval.

ROB MARTINEZ: Once more the REBEL champion is Stylin’ Kyle Roberts in an emotional contest! He has back what many feel he should never have lost in the
first place. What a match, and what a victory for Kyle Roberts to start reign number two!

Kurtis rolls out of the ring, walking to the back in clear pain, holding his back. Kyle hits the top rope, grinning in victory as he holds the belt in both
hands above his head. The crowd is loving this…

But the night isn’t quite over yet!

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Wu-Tang’s Bring Da Ruckus begins to boom throughout the building, that only means one thing; Murcielago is making an appearance. He appears from behind
the curtain alone, no Enzo with him. Murc makes his way to the ring and he looks angry. As he walks down the aisle to the ring boos rain down on him but
he simply brushes them off and then slides into the ring. Murcielago stands in the center of the ring and calls for a microphone and one is handed to him
by Jenny Jersey. He stands in the ring next to Rob Martinez who also has a microphone.

ROB MARTINEZ: Murcielago, I’d just like to thank you for taking this interview with me, I know that you did not have to accept, so I appreciate your time.
MURCIELAGO: Yeah sure, let’s get going so I can get this over with quicker and get the hell out of here as soon as I can.

ROB MARTINEZ: Alright. Can we get your opinion on the losing streak that you have been on recently?

MURCIELAGO: The reason why I’ve been on this losing streak as of late is for one reason and one reason only. It’s not because of lack of talent, it’s not
because the people I’ve faced are too good, it’s not even because bad match types, none of that. The sole reason is because of Rex Caliber!

ROB MARTINEZ: REX CALIBER? How is he the reason for your losing streak?

MURCIELAGO: Before I was teamed with Rex and The Crimes I was on my way to the top. I had a title shot under my belt, I gained the number one contendership
from Caliban, and I was actually winning matches. Then I think why not team up with the most powerful stable in REBEL? What’s the worst that can go wrong,
I get the Carolinas title instead of the World Heavyweight title?

ROB MARTINEZ: But how is Rex the cause for your losing streak?

MURCIELAGO: Do you listen Martinez? When I was on my own I was winning matches, then I join Rex Caliber and The Crimes and I win one match against some
(BLEEP) who just about anybody can beat. After that match I begin a four match slide. The Crimes and Rex are hacks. Powerful stable my ass. The Foundation
got bitched around by a team called the Brat Pack for god’s sake. Then you got Rex. A dude who lost to Stone Zellor in his last match and simply left.
Sure Rex was a good REBEL Heavyweight champ, but c’mon he only had one good opponent in that time, that’s Kyle Roberts. Everybody else was garbage. After
he lost that belt he and The Crimes didn’t do shit. They lost their titles, and then they lost the simple ability to win a damn match. I swear those dudes
must be Swedish because they can’t (BLEEP) Finish. Real great team there huh? I could’ve and will do better on my own. I don’t need The Crimes or Rex Caliber,
I never needed those two or any other one of those hacks.

ROB MARTINEZ: So what are your plans now that Rex is doing the commentary instead of wrestling and you are on your own?

MURCIELAGO: Simple. I’m gonna get back to winning. I’m gonna shake off this filth that’s gotten on me after being with The Grimes…I mean Crimes, and get
back to what I’ve always done and that’s destroy the opposition no matter who it is.

ROB MARTINEZ: Do you see yourself in another match for the REBEL World Heavyweight Championship in the future?

MURCIELAGO: Now that I’m getting back in tip-top condition I don’t just see myself in a match for the title, I see myself with that title. First though,
I gotta win a damn match, it’s gonna happen after the new year at REBEL’s next show, no matter who the person standing across from me is. They’re not gonna
leave the ring standing. In this world people get monkeys off their backs, I’m getting Rex Caliber off my back, no homo.

ROB MARTINEZ: I guess this interview is finished with. I’d like to say thanks to Murcielago again for giving me the opportunity to interview him about what
has recently been going on with him.

Rob Martinez exits the ring and goes back to the announce table at ringside. As Rob Martinez begins to get settled at the announce table Murcielago begins
to imitate Rex Caliber and his announcement after his last REBEL match. MURCIELAGO: I’d just like to thank all of my fans and all of you who cheered me
on tonight. Thanks!

Murcielago drops the mic and rolls out of the ring to a flood. As he walks up the aisle to the locker room a popcorn bag and several empty cups can be seen
being throw at him. He sees a fan with a with a sign that reads “Mercy-lago”, he goes over to the fan and tears the sign in half and continues walking
to the back unfaded by any boo, sign, or popcorn bag. He’s all business folks.

REX CALIBER: What a damn ingrate. I ought to go in there and kick his six foot seven piece of shit ass.

ROB MARTINEZ: Calm down Rex.

REX CALIBER: He’ll get his… you watch. Summabitch! NO ONE TALKS ABOUT THE NEXUS ONE LIKE THAT!

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JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is scheduled for a one fall to a finish, and is a Duel Debuts match.

“Beverly Hillbillys Theme” by Flatts and Scruggs, and out steps Cuzin Zeke. The crowd don’t know the man, yet so the reaction isn’t huge. But the huge man
just seems to be enjoying himself, as he carries his bucket of pig slop to the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first. Hailing from Turkey Cross, Kentucky. He weighs in tonight at two hundred and sixty three pounds. He is REBEL-Pro’s resident
Hillbilly – CUZIN ZEKE!

REX CALIBER: I can’t believe Garrett hired someone like this. The man is clearly a retard, and should be kept in a home with all his Hillbilly buddies.
ROB MARTINEZ: I don’t know, he could prove to be an excellent wrestler. He does have a storied, and successful history as a tag-team wrestler with his cousin
Elmer Clampet and his Uncle Jim.

REX CALIBER: I still say he should be put away, bunch of unintelligent savages.

Rex is stopped from commenting further as “This Is The New Shit” by Marilyn Manson his the arenas speakers. Out comes his confident opponent. The North
Carolina fan’s who followed the OPW know this man.

JENNY JERSEY: And here is his opponent, hailing from Detroit. Weighing in tonight at around two hundred and forty pounds. He is a former OPW hall of famer
and World Champion. An Iceman of the ages. He is – ADAM DAVIS!

Adam strolls to the ring, loving the attention, as he strolls down to the ring to take on his Kentucky born and bred opponent. Jimmy Johnson, the referee
for this opening contest calls for the match.

Despite not having either the height or weight advantage, Davis deals a swift series of punches to the midsection of Zeke. But it shows no effect on the
big man (at least bigger then the lighter weight Adam at any rate), who returns with a series of clubbing blows to Adam. Davis whips himself off the ropes,
hoping for a second rope springboard clothesline, but is met with a devastating boot to the solar plexus.

ROB MARTINEZ: Looks like the Six-foot-Six Turkey Cross native is dominating Adam Davis.

REX CALIBER: But not for long. The Iceman is a ring veteran, and a former World Champion.

Zeke drops a leg across the chest of Davis, followed by a couple of dropped elbows. Zeke drags Adam to his feet, and unleashes a couple of punches to his
face. Zeke whips his opponent to the ropes, where Davis ducks a clothesline attempt. The Iceman manages to fly off the ropes and hits a one handed bulldog
to the Hillbilly Cuzin, felling him for the first time in the match. The Boston heel begins stomping away at Zeke, trying to wear him out. But the big
man just seems to shrug it off, rising to his feet to face Davis.

Davis lands a solid boot to the mid-section of Zeke, and has the 6’6” man put in a front face lock.

ROB MARTINEZ: Adam Davis, a DDT expert, trying for the Fisherman’s DDT. He could end it if he hits it!

But Zeke manages to counter with a brutal back body drop. Zeke goes to the top rope obviously trying for a Mudpuddle, but eats nothing but mat. Davis manages
to rolls out of the ring smiling at the winded Hillbilly. Cuzin Zeke raises to his feet, and shakes the cobwebs out of his head. Davis gestures for Zeke
to bring it to the outside, but the Big man refuses, calling for Adam Davis to come back into the ring. This argument continues for a little while before
Zeke finally gives up and rolls under the ropes to be met with a quick series of punches. He tries to smash Zeke’s head into the barrier, but the attempt
is blocked, the Iceman tries again, and again it is blocked. Zeke manages to reverse the situation, and smashes Davis’s head into the guard rail.

Adam is bent over with a boot to the guts, then hits him with a standing Piledriver. He locks in a Cobra Clutch, torturing the back of Davis. Jimmy Johnson
orders the two fighter’s into the ring. Zeke gets off his opponent, picking Davis up by his hair and throwing him into the ring. He quickly follows, quickly
going to the turnbuckle again trying for a Mudpuddle, this time connecting. Jimmy counts – ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!

Zeke gets to his feet in amazement, he looks to Johnson, who tells him it, was only two. Cuzin Zeke shakes his head. He picks up Adam Davis, and still holding
onto the hair of the Iceman, he unleashes a devastating series of rights into Adam’s face. He devastates the back region with a backbreaker, which he doesn’t
let go, putting Adam Davis in a submission move.

REX CALIBER: Looks like Cuzin Zeke might have more then two brain cells, working on the back of the hero of this match Adam Davis.

ROB MARTINEZ: I’d consider that.

The move is torturing the back of the Iceman, who is screaming in pain. Finally Jimmy Johnson orders Zeke to release the hold. Adams hits his first offensive
move in a little while by low blowing his opponent. Davis hits a solid Implant DDT. He locks in a Grave Pain to keep him down. Unfortunately Cuzin manages
to reach the ropes using his height advantage. Both men raise to their feet, Cuzin Zeke grabs the neck of Adam Davis, trying for a chokeslam. But Davis
gets his way out of it by kicking him in the shins.

Zeke comically hops round the ring holding his lower leg. Using this to his advantage, wrapping his arms around Cuzin’s waist, and hits a bridged German
Suplex. Jimmy makes the count – ONE! TWO! THR~ KICKOUT!!

REX CALIBER: A close call for the Iceman.

Adams pulls up his Jordan brand Jeans, which have almost fallen down. Davis climbs up to the top rope, as Zeke raises to his feet, and Adam lets fly with
a Missile Dropkick to the back of Cuzin Zeke. Davis hits a spring board off the second rope Moonsault, and a cover.

One!

Two!

KICKOUT!

REX CALIBER: Second near fall in as many minutes. Should be interesting for my good friend Adam Davis.

ROB MARTINEZ: “Good friend”? When’d you find the time for that?

REX CALIBER: I am good friends with a fair few people on the REBEL-Pro roster. You should hang out with the guys more often, once the show stops.

ROB MARTINEZ: I hang out with them more often then you ever did, even when you where a wrestler.

As Zeke raises to his feet, he is meet with a front face lock, as he goes to the corner post and drives Cuzin’s head into the mat with a Tornado DDT. Again
he goes to the top, as Zeke is stumbling around the ring, still confused as Adam Davis tries for a Hurricana, but he is reversed. Zeke devastates him with
a quick Spinebuster. He makes a lazy cover, one … two … kickout.

Not to be out done, Davis raises to his feet quickly. He deep arm drags Cuzin Zeke, laying him on the mat, who’s quickly back to his feet and approaches
Adam Davis again, to only be deep arm dragged again. The next time Zeke raises to his feet he cautiously approaches Adam Davis this, but is superkicked
for his trouble.

Davis makes the cover. One … tw – kick out! Zeke is back to his feet massaging his jaw. The Iceman kicks Zeke in the stomach and quickly let’s fly with
the T-Bone Suplex, he quickly goes to the ropes again, and a second rope Moonsault is let rip.

ROB MARTINEZ: Adam Davis definitely seems to be with the advantage here, dominating the bigger man.

REX CALIBER: As I told you at the beginning of this match, Cousin Zeke is a retard. And shouldn’t be allowed to compete in such a respected federation like
REBEL-Pro.

ROB MARTINEZ: We let you compete didn’t we?

REX CALIBER: That’s different. I was a legend, Cousin Zeke isn’t. And that’s all there is to it.

Rob just sighs with frustration as the match in the ring continues. Adam Davis tries for another cover, but somehow, Cuzin Zeke, in a display of pure power,
throws the twenty three pound lighter man off him, and raises slowly to his feet.

ROB MARTINEZ: Now that was amazing!

REX CALIBER: I’ve done better.

ROB MARTINEZ: How exactly?

REX CALIBER: Never you mind.

Zeke gets on the offensive with a couple of foot stomps to the down Davis, and as Davis manages to rise to a vertical base, he is attacked with a couple
of well placed knife edged chops from the big man. Davis ducks under a clothesline attempt, and manages to hit his finisher – the Cold Shoulder. And just
to make sure that the big man stays down, a good measure of Clarity, Davis’s other finisher is thrown in. Adam manages to position himself with the ropes,
and rolls up Zeke, feet on the ropes, and hands full of coveralls. Johnson, not seeing either of the illegal pinning combos, counts the fall.

ROB MARTINEZ: After such a hard fought match it can’t end like this.

But it can as Jimmy counts One! Two! Three! The Bell is rung and “This Is The New Shit” by Marilyn Manson is played throughout the arena. Adam Davis stands
victorious, while Cuzin Zeke seems to be content with rolling out of the ring in disgust.

REX CALIBER: The Iceman Cometh.

ROB MARTINEZ: In the worst way.

JENNY JERSEY: And here is the winner of the Duel Debuts match. “THE ICEMAN” ADAM DAVIS!!!

Soon to be slopman, as Zeke has grabbed the bucket of slop that he brought to the match, and slid back into the ring. Adam Davis is still celebrating with
the booing crowd as his music plays. As the crowd sees this scene, they begin to cheer. Realizing this, Adam turns round, but it is too late, he is slopped.
The crowd is in hysterics. Zeke raises his hand to cheers. The Iceman may have won the match, but the Hillbilly has won the war. This match is officially
over folks.

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JENNY JERSEY: The next match is a ladder match for the REBEL Carolinas Championship. Introducing first the challenger, hailing from Los Angeles, California
and weighing in at two-hundred thirty-two pounds…MANNY X!

Jambi by Tool plays throughout the building and Manny X steps out from behind the curtain to a big ovation from the crowd. He makes his way down to the
ring and fans stick their hands over the barricade but Manny doesn’t acknowledge them. His eyes never move from the ladder that is positioned in the aisle.
He circles the ladder once and then slides into the ring and waits in his corner.

ROB MARTINEZ: Manny X looks all business here tonight. Could this be his night? Could he win the Carolinas Championship from Link Van Haggard?

REX CALIBER: I don’t know. Could this be my night though? I’ve been scoping out the crowd and I see some very eligible candidates to wrestle with Sexy Rexy
after the show. Especially her.

ROB MARTINEZ: She looks fresh out of high school!

REX CALIBER: Your point?

Behind Blue Eyes by Limp Bizkit booms from the speakers and Link Van Haggard steps out from behind the curtain wearing a tartan kilt and a leather jacket.
His title belt is slung over his shoulder. As he makes his way to the ring the boo birds rain down, but he keeps walking to the ring. He eyes the ladder
in the aisle, and then slides into the ring and hands his title belt to referee Dale McDonald. Dale gets the belt hung up and it’s raised up.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing second, hailing from Napier, New Zealand and weighing in at one-hundred eighty pounds, he is the REBEL Carolinas Champion, LINK
VAN HAGGARD!

ROB MARTINEZ: Link looks all business too. Seeing the look on the faces of these two, this match could turn out to be a classic REBEL match.

REX CALIBER: I just want to see if somebody falls on their head in this match.

The bell rings and the match is on. The two make their way to the center of the ring and lock up. Manny X is the more powerful of the two and he gives Link
a few kicks to the chest doubling him over and then he gives him a hard elbow to the back of the head sending his face first into the mat. Manny then begins
stomping away at the back of Link Van Haggard’s head. Link rolls out of the way and scrambles to his feet, he then gives Manny X several hard right hands
to the face that send him back a few steps. Manny then comes back a thunderous right hand of his own the sends Link into the ropes. Manny runs towards
the ropes opposite of Link, bounces off of the ropes, and spears Link through the ropes and to the floor on the outside! The two begin to get up from the
floor, Manny X grabs the ring apron and hoists himself to his feet. Link crawls over to him and Manny grabs him by the hair and is about to come down with
a big right hand to the back of the head and Link lands a low blow!

ROB MARTINEZ: That’s not the first time that we’ve seen Link gain the upper hand by using a low blow.

REX CALIBER: Link used a low blow three times in his last match. If he does that again I can’t see Manny X having any kids.

Manny X collapses to the floor after the low blow and Link goes on the offensive. He hits Manny in the back of the head with several hard knees and Manny
goes down to the floor again. Link walks away from Manny X and stands over by the stairs. Manny X gets to his knees and grabs the ring apron to hold himself
up. Link comes running in and lands a drop kick to the chest of Manny X again sending him to the floor. Link walks over to the ladder, takes it and slides
it into the ring. He picks up Manny X and rolls him into the ring, Link then follows. Link hits Manny with a hard right hand to the face and then lays
him on the ladder. Link goes to the top turnbuckle.

ROB MARTINEZ: What is Link Van Haggard going to do here?

REX CALIBER: I can only imagine he’s going to jump off the top rope, but I could be wrong, I’m just watching to see if he falls on his head!

Link leaps off of the turnbuckle with a big body splash, MANNY ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! Link’s ribs and sternum slam into the ladder from the top rope. Manny
X gets to his feet and stomps on Link’s ribs as he rives in pain on the mat. Manny rolls to the outside and grabs a steel chair.

ROB MARTINEZ: As is a ladder wasn’t enough, he has to use a chair!

Manny slides back into the ring with the chair and lays it in the middle of the ring. Manny scoops Link off of the canvas and brings him over to the chair
and lands a big DDT on the chair! Manny then begins to lay in more stomps on Link. Manny kicks the chair out of the ring and then goes over and grabs the
ladder off of the mat and puts it where the chair was. Manny opens the ladder and then puts Link Van Haggard’s legs in between the ladder and then SLAMS
THE LADDER TOGETHER! Link’s legs could be broken! Manny rolls Link off of the ladder and then sets it up in the middle of the ring. Manny then begins climbing
the ladder and he takes his time doing so. Link uses the ropes to help himself get to his feet and he then walks over to the ladder and grabs Manny X on
the ladder. Manny is holding onto the ladder with everything he has, but Link some how power bombs Manny to the mat with authority! Manny is down, Link
falls backwards to the mat, both men are down.

ROB MARTINEZ: Link just saved the match and his title with that move. Out of desperation he slammed Manny X to the mat.

REX CALIBER: You do some real crazy shit when you’re desperate. You probably know about that Robby boy.

ROB MARTINEZ: Please don’t call me that Rex, thanks.

The two men slowly get to their feet, Link holding his ribs and gingerly standing on one leg, and Manny X holding the back of his neck. The two then begin
to exchange right hands, Link, Manny, Link, Manny, back and forth. Manny lands one right hand and then blocks a right hand from Link and lands another
right, and another right. Link is pushed against the ropes as Manny keeps laying in right hands to the face. Link with a rake of the eyes sends Manny X
stumbling backwards and then lands a clothesline that sends Manny to the canvas. Link hops up onto the second rope and lands a body splash onto Manny,
but it cost him. Link hurt his leg and his ribs before and he just remembered that after that move. Manny gets to his feet and Link begins to get to his.
Manny runs at Link and takes his legs out from under him with a swift kick to the back of that bad right leg. Link goes down and holds his leg. Manny slides
out of the ring and picks up the chair that he kicked out before. He goes back into the ring and Link starts pulling himself to his feet using the ladder.
Manny goes behind Link and then swings the chair taking out his right leg! Link goes down holding his leg again. Link is yelling in pain after that chair
shot.

ROB MARTINEZ: Manny is targeting Link’s legs to try and limit the high flier.

REX CALIBER: Manny X is crazy, we’ve seen it before, he’ll cut you mang.

Manny lifts the chair above his head and brings it down onto Links leg and Link screams in pain again. Manny sees his opportunity open up so he drops the
chair and begins to climb the ladder again. He makes his way to the top of the ladder and Link Van Haggard has made it to his feet. Link grabs Manny’s
foot but the other foot kicks him in the face sending him stumbling backwards. Link goes back over to Manny X and grabs his foot again. Manny tries to
kick him but Link backs up and lands a low blow on Manny X. Link then lands a big NECKBREAKER OFF OF THE LADDER!

ROB MARTINEZ: Manny sort of hurt his neck with that power bomb and Link was smart enough to go back to that neck.

REX CALIBER: Speaking of neck…

ROB MARTINEZ: REX! Let’s keep it below an X rating please.

Link lifts Manny X up off of the mat, he then gives him a right to the gut and then a swift kick to the gut doubling him over. Link then hops onto the second
rope again and lands a big leg drop on the back of Manny’s neck and Manny goes down to the mat hard. Link gets to his feet but holds his right leg after
landing the leg drop. Link walks over to the ladder and folds it up. He then takes it over to the turnbuckle and places the ladder against the turnbuckle.
Link then walks back over to Manny X, who is holding his neck still, and lifts him to his vertical base. Link pushes Manny into the corner and lands several
rights to the face. Link then whips Manny X hard into the ladder. Link then comes running at Manny X who moves out of the way. Link’s ribs meet that ladder
for a second time in this match. Manny goes and picks up the steel chair he was using before and whacks Link ‘s ribs with it as he leans up against the
ladder.

ROB MARTINEZ: Link was leaned against the ladder and then he was hit with a chair, that must’ve hurt badly, stuck between a rock and a hard place.

REX CALIBER: You ever hear of that guy who cut his arm off when he was pinned under a boulder? No? Ok. Yeah, that must’ve hurt Link bad, his ribs must be
hurtin’.

Manny then goes back to the legs to try and limit the high flying maneuvers that Link uses. Manny lands a snapmare and then rolls Link onto his stomach
and then tries to lock in a Boston Crab to try and weaken the legs even more. Link gets away though by rolling out of the ring. Manny X follows him outside
of the ring and the two begin to exchange right hands again. Link blocks a right from Manny and lands yet another low blow!

REX CALIBER: Yeah, that’s it, no kids for Manny X.

Link then whips Manny into the barricade and then follows it up with a running clothesline that makes Manny’s feet go up into the air. Link slides into
the ring and hops onto the turnbuckle closest to Manny X. Link with a HUGE BODY SPLASH OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! Manny X is down, Link Van Haggard is down.
What a move, injured leg and ribs can’t hold Link from flying. Link gets up holding his ribs and he picks Manny X up off the floor and then whips him into
the stairs close by. Link limps over to the ring apron and goes under it and pulls a table out and a pop comes from the crowd. Link sets up the table right
next to the ring. He goes back to Manny X who is slouched against the ring stairs and rolls him onto the table. Link hits Manny with a few rights to the
face and then rolls into the ring. He goes to the top turnbuckle again, Link’s going to fly again. But Manny X rolls off of the table. Link hops off of
the turnbuckle and rolls to the outside of the ring. he grabs Manny and rolls him into the ring. Link slides in after him.

Link whips Manny against the ropes and goes from a drop kick, but Manny X holds onto the ropes. Manny rolls out of the ring and goes under the ring for
a second and out of nowhere he emerges with a pizza cutter! He slides back into the ring and Link is just getting back to his vertical base. Manny tries
to cut Link’s forehead but he grabs Manny’s hand as the pizza cutter was coming towards him. Link gives Manny a knee to the gut and then bounces off the
ropes and goes for a knee to the head but Manny lands a clothesline sending Link to the canvas.

ROB MARTINEZ: Here’s Manny X’s opportunity to use that pizza cutter.

REX CALIBER: Would you like your Link Van Haggard thinly sliced?

Manny rolls Link over onto his back and he then pins him to the mat and begins cutting up Link’s back with that pizza cutter! Link screams in pain and he
grabs the bottom rope and pulls himself out of the ring. Manny holds up the pizza cutter and the crowd gives him an ovation. Manny tosses the pizza cutter
out of the ring and grabs the steel chair again. He goes out of the ring to chase after Link. Manny swings the chair at Link but he misses and hits the
ring stairs and a loud bang echoes throughout the building. Link scrambles back into the ring and Manny X follows. Manny swings the chair for Link’s head
but he ducks and drives Manny into the turnbuckle and follows up with several shoulder thrusts to Manny’s ribs. Manny X dropped the chair when Link drove
him into the corner and now Link picks it up. Manny comes out of the corner and WHAM A THUNDEROUS CHAIR SHOT! Link with a huge chair shot to the head of
Manny X and he goes down in a heap. Link begins to climb the ladder slowly. Each rung on the ladder causes great pain for Link and his injured leg. Link
reaches the top rung of the ladder and Manny X begins to climb. Manny X reaches the top and the two exchange right hands. Manny grapples with Link, he
tries to get him onto his shoulders.

ROB MARTINEZ: What’s Manny X going to do here? Those two are very high up!

REX CALIBER: Manny’s been gang bangin’ since ’94!

Link is on Manny’s shoulders and it looks like Manny is going to drop Link off of the ladder. But suddenly the ladder begins to tip over from the weight
being shifted to the side. The ladder has fallen and Manny X and Link Van Haggard have been sent through the table that was positioned at ringside! The
crowd goes wild and a chant starts up “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!”

ROB MARTINEZ: The two of them could very well be broken in half!

REX CALIBER: They didn’t land on their heads but shit, that’s good enough! One more time!

The two of the men are motionless under the wrecked table. A piece of the table begins to move and Link Van Haggard begins to crawl out from the wreckage.
Link begins to crawl into the ring. He uses the ropes to hoist himself to his feet. He then grabs the ladder and sets it up again in the middle of the
ring. Link’s ribs were injured before the fall through the table and now they’re only worse. Each rung causes much pain for Link Van Haggard. Manny X begins
to stir. Link continues up the ladder and Manny begins to crawl into the ring. Link reaches for the belt, Manny reaches for the ladder. Link grabs the
belt, Manny tries to grab Link’s foot, but Link gets the belt and pulls it down!

JENNY JERSEY: HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND STILL REBEL CAROLINAS CHAMPION…LINK VAN HAGGARD!

The referee raises Link Van Haggard’s hand and the boos rain down on him from the crowd. He exits the ring and makes his way back to the locker room and
the boos continue. Manny X gets to his feet in the ring, the medical staff come out to tend to him but he waves them off. He exits the ring to a positive
ovation from the crowd and he makes his way to the locker room. The show is over for this night, but next week is ULTIMATE ATTRITION!