Notorious 04/14/2009

NOTORIOUS
04/14/2009
“All Black” by Plies quesues up and from the back to an enormous amount of booing walks “Young Money” Mack. He sneers out at the crowd as Jenny Jersey announces
who he is, as if the fans didn’t know.

JENNY JERSEY: From Paterson, New Jersey; he weighs two hundred and eighty-five pounds and stands at six feet eight inches…. “YOUNG MONEY” MACK!

The crowd changes their opinion of Mack as vulgur obscenities are hurled at him along with popcorn, porkskins, and other debris.

”A Call For Blood by “Hatebreed”quesues up and the crowd goes almost silent as the Rebel Pro newcomer walks from the back, his eyes firmly on the ring and
his opponent.

JENNY JERSEY: From the Red Hook section of New York, he weighs in at three hundred and ten pounds and stands at six feet ten inches… MALICE!”

DING DING

Mack and Malice stare at each other from mere inches away, both jaw at te other for a few moments. Mack connects with a right hand, Malice connects with
a right hand and now these two big men are exchanging blows right here in the middle of the ring and neither is giving an inch in the exchange. Referee
Jimmy Johnson looks on as they go at each other with rights and lefts, the thud of their fists sounding all the way to the back of the crowd. Mack connects
with Malice’s chin and it staggers Malice, giving Mack just enough time to wrench in a side headlock, a leg sweep and Malice is downed. Mack gets up, hits
the ropes, drops a leg onto Malice’s throat and begins to choke him in the middle of the ring. Malice reaches a hand to wrap itself around Mack’s throat
and he too, is choking his opponent. Malice begins to get up to his knees, Mack already being there, and these two men begin to exchange blows once again
in the middle of the ring; this time it is on their knees instead of their feet. Malice connects with Mack’s temple, the bodyguard stops for a moment which
gives Malice enough time to connect with a second shot to the temple. Malice is up to his feet and bouncing off the ropes with a big boot right into Mack’s
face, he goes down in a heap. Malice lifts Mack up to his feet, hooks him up for a belly to belly suplex and tosses him down as the ring shudders violently
from the impact of the two big men who just landed with a ton of force. Malice whips Mack into the ropes as he rebounds, Malice connects with a big time
boot to the face and makes the first cover of the match.

One… Two… Thr–NO! Mack kicks out with authority and the crowd shouts “Twooooo” as the match continues here at Notorious. Malice pulls Mack up to his
feet, but Mack connects with a big right hand into Malice’s midsection halting the progress. Mack hooks Malice up in a fireman’s carry and slams him down
to the mat. Mack falls backward on top of Malice and we have a second cover of the match.

One… Two… Thr–NO! Malice able to get a shoulder up from the impact of the fireman’s carry slam into a pinfall. Mack is up and pulling Malice to a vertical
base; Malice is willing. Mack grunts as he heaves Malice over the top rope and goes to the outside. Malice lands in a crumpled heap midway between the
ring and the fans at ringside. As Malice begins to get up to a vertical base, Mack hits the ropes diving over the top rope with a suicide dive taking him
back down to the concrete. The crowd is having a mixed reaction to this match; they are booing Mack and they don’t know really what to do about Malice
just yet. The move hurt Mack, but he is quickly regaining his bearings as he pulls Malice up, Irish whipping him into the ring apron. Malice reverses and
Mack’s back is slammed, forcefully, into the ring’s apron. Mack holds at his lower back as Malice is handed a chair from a fan at ringside. *THWACK!* the
chair connects with Mack’s head with authority, but he does not go down. THWACK! another shot, but Mack does not go down to even a knee, he staggers a
bit, but does not go down. Malice lines up his shot and connects with a steel chair shot right into Mack’s face and he is busted open. Mack’s eyes roll
up into his head as he staggers from the blow, then he falls down to the concrete floor. Malice looks stunned that he had to hit Mack with so many chair
shots before he went down; he tosses the chair down before walking over to his opponent. Malice begins to stomp away at the unconscious form of Mack when
his foot is grabbed and he is pulled off his feet by Mack. Mack is bloody as he straddles Malice and begins to rain down blows on the slightly bigger man.
These two behemoths throw punches like candy at a parade as they roll around at ringside and connect with blows, miss some blows, but they still connect
with vigor with each and every blow that is thrown. Mack connects with a series of rights that catch Malice off guard and he is up to his feet quickly
for a bigger man and pulling Malice up with him. He boots Malice in the midsection and sets him up for a vertical suplex and the crowd can’t believe it.
They can’t stand Mack, but they want to see if he can get the big man up and hold him there for a split second. Mack lifts and has Malic about half-way
up before Malice begins to kick hard bringing him back down. Malice grabs the knee pads of Mack and lifts Mack up backwards, the crowd cheers this move
as well; they don’t give a damn who gets hurt but they want to see a big man hurt the other big man. Malice is grunting from the strain and the veins on
his head and neck are standing out as he grunts and Mack is up! Mack is up!

“HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!”

Mack is up, he releases his hold on Malice trying for a counter, but Malice drops him squarely on his head. Malice stumbles forward holding at his lower
back and Mack holds at his lower back and head. The crowd is clapping for Malice, who looks shocked at this reaction from the crowd. Malice begins to dig
up under the ring for a weapon and pulls out a wooden table and he smiles. Malice turns back to Mack, who is trying to get up to his feet, but is having
some major trouble in achieving his goal. Malice simply waits behind Mack who is struggling to get up. Mack finally gets up to his knees, but Malice brings
the table down like a steel chair and clubs the “Young Money” superstar on the top of his skull and Mack falls forward blood streaming from the top of
his head now. Malice sets up the table and walks over to Mack turning him onto his back. Malice bends over, Mack pulls on the tights sending Malice into
the railing that breaks from the impact of the weight. Now there is no barricade for this section of fans at ringside and they absolutely love it. Malice
gets up to his feet as Mack does the same. Now, both men are bleeding from this fight as they charge like two overgrown bulls fighting over the same female
cow. Nothing has changedThey seem to have lost little energy as they slam brick like fists into each other just outside the railing. Mack whips Malice
into another section of railing that collapses from the weight of the big man’s weight and Mack is laughing as he slowly walks over to Malice. He bends
down andMalice with a throat chop halts his progress and Malice is up connecting with a right hand to Mack’s jaw that sends him backwards. Malice picks
up the broken section of railing, swinging it like a baseball bat connecting with the ribs of Mack bringing him down to his knees. Malice walks over to
his opponent and stomps away at the now injured ribs. Referee Jimmy Johnson looks down at his watch and hurriedly runs over to Jenny Jersey who is watching
the action. He whispers something into her ear, if we could all be so lucky. She pulls the mic to her lips quickly.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, there is one minute remaining in this match.

Malice looks up at the announcement giving enough time for Mack to connect with a punch to the back of his knee and bring the bigger man down a notch. Mack
with a right hand to Malice’s temple and the newcomer is stunned from the blow. Mack hurriedly rolls Malice into the ring pulling him up for Lights Out.
Mack struggles, but is able to lift Malice up even if it isn’t the way he really wanted to. Mack makes a cover.

One… Two… Thr– NO! Malice kicks out of the pin and Mack is shocked that anyone could kick out of that, but he guesses it is because he was unable to
hit his finisher properly.

JENNY JERSEY: Thirty seconds remaining.

The crowd is anticipating it to get even more fierce here in the last few seconds of the match. Mack whips Malice into the ropes, on the rebound Malice
connects with a big boot to the face of Mack taking him down. But there is no time to waste as Malice pulls Mack up to a vertical base and goes for his
finisher, The Downward Spiral. Malice is able to hit a chokeslam, but maneuvering Mack for the stunner portion wasn’t possible. The chokeslam wasn’t perfect
either, but he can’t be too picky at this moment.

JENNY JERSEY: Ten seconds!

Malice hits the ropes quickly adding a leg drop and makes the cover.

One…

JENNY JERSEY: Five seconds!

Two…

JENNY JERSEY: Four Seconds!

Thre– NO! Mack kicks out, weakly, but he kicks out just in time.

JENNY JERSEY: Three seconds!

Malice just sits back knowing there is no way that he can win this match, but he is assured by the lack of timing that Mack cannot win this match either.
JENNY JERSEY: Two seconds!

A right hand from Mack catches him off guard as the final second goes away.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, due to the time limit expiring, this match has been declared a no contest.

The crowd cheers for this news? No, they are cheering because these two men are having none of the match being over as they are still going to town on each
other with rights and lefts. Mack is throwing a right as Malice backs him up with a right of his own. They switch positions as Mack backs Malice up the
entrance way with a right hand and Malice returns with aright of his own. These two must fight again one day, and it must be soon. Both Mack and Malice
fight into the back through the curtain and security is seen trying to seperate these two enormous men from each other. Like a one hundred and seventy-five
pound man could possibly seperate these two men. Jenny Jersey looks down at her phone and pulls the microphone to her lips.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, I have just been informed, via text messege, from Larry Gordon that these two men will go at it once again at Racin’
and Wrestlin’ on May 5 at the Darlington Raceway Parking lot!

The crowd jump to their feet at the announcement of the next event and they already know the first match for this show! They can’t wait for this event to
take place.

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“Baila Cassanova” by Paulina Rubio is heard through-out the Civic Center as Jenny Jersey introduces the next match and participants. The following match
in a #1 Contenders match

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first accompanied to the ring by La Reina de los Mariposas from Villahermosa, Tobasco, Mexico standing six foot four and weighing
two hundred and forty-five pounds El REY DE CORAZONES!

The fans cheer as the “King of Hearts” and his sister the “Queen of Butterflies” make their way to the ring. The cheers turn to boos as “Heavy Metal Machine”
by Smashing Pumpkins and Mikey makes his way to the ring

JENNY JERSEY: From Albuquerque, New Mexico he stands six foot tall and weighing two hundred and thirty-six pounds MIKEY MASSACRE!

Mikey makes his way to the ring ignoring the boos of the fans. The bell rings and as Jenny steps out of the ring, El Rey turns to say a few words to La
Reina, but Mikey wastes no time going on the attack. Barely missing Jenny, Massacre slams El Rey into the turnbuckles and pounds his head on the top turnbuckles
over and over. The initial impact even knocked La Reina off the apron. Mikey finally lets El Rey out on the corner by whipping him into the opposite and
following him in with a thunderous clothesline. Mikey pulls the slumping El Rey out off the corner and badmouths him the whole time before putting El Rey
back down with a quick snap suplex. He follows this with several vicious stomps and an elbow drop to El Rey sternum. Solidly in control Massacre starts
to bad mouth the fans flipping them the finger so they know what he thinks of them. Mikey turns back to continue the carnage on El Rey but is met with
a dropkick as El Rey has had time to get to his feet. Mikey gets to his feet but forearm by El Rey staggers him. An Irish whip by El Rey sends Mikey into
the ropes and after he rebounds he is meet with a Hurracarana and El Rey stands tall again. Looking to seize the momentum for good El Rey climbs to the
top turnbuckle and flies off with a picture perfect Moonsault that he calls Cabeza sobre los Talones and connects on Mikey as he just starting to get up.
El Rey gets to his feet and waits for Mikey to reach his but as soon as Mikey gets to his knees he low blows El Rey and follows up with a jawbreaker. He
stands and walks over to the side of the ring where La Reina is standing and argues with her before telling her in his own way that he thinks she’s number
one. Mikey turns his attention back to El Rey and is greeted by a beautiful Tornado DDT by the “King of Hearts. El Rey hits the ropes before Massacre can
collect his wits and slams into him with a tremendous rolling splash. El Rey celebrates briefly and as Mikey gets to his feet plants a Heart Kick right
into the middle of Mikey’s chest. Mikey goes to a knee and El Rey hit’s the ropes with the idea of landing a low drop kick on Massacre but has other ideas
as he meets El Rey coming off the ropes with a spear. Mikey backs off and lets El Rey get to his and takes them both over the top rope with a clothesline.
They both hit the floor hard and both get to their feet at the same time. El Rey tries to head back into the ring but is pulling off the ring apron by
Massacre and drops face first to the floor. La Reina comes over to check on her brother but Mikey gets between them and tells her to get back to her corner
or he’ll beat the hell out of her too. Turning his attention back to El Rey, Mikey starts to digging around under the ring and comes up with a metal chair.
The look on his face tells everyone that he has diabolic plans for the chair and El Rey.

Mikey stands over the fallen El Rey and brings the chair down four times with a sickening thud each time. Smiling sadistically Mikey tosses the chair into
the ring ignoring the jeers of the fans and pleas of La Reina. Massacre throws El Rey back under the bottom rope and into the ring. Mikey walks to the
corner and climbs to the top turnbuckle. Is Mikey going high risk? No he just takes another chance to flip off the fans and it cost him as El Rey recovers
enough to climb and take off the top with another Hurracarana. Both men hit hard but El Rey gets to his feet first and goes back on the attack. El Rey
plants Massacre with the Ca’do en Amor, his version of the Diamond Dust, El Rey is finally getting some momentum in the match he follows up the Ca’do with
a Lionsault . El Rey goes for the pin, referee Alan Stone goes down for the count…

One…

Two…

KICKOUT! Mikey scrambles to his feet and swings a right at El Rey but finds himself traps in the Arm Trap Standing Leg Lock. Mikey’s fighting for all he’s
worth and succeeds in reaching the ropes and as El Rey gives a clean break, Massacre fires right after right into the masked man face. El Rey is reeling
again and Mikey grabs him up in the Everplex, he version of the T-Bone Suplex and puts him down hard. Mikey slips behind El Rey to pick up the chair and
plants in El Rey’s gut. Mikey grabs El Rey up in a vertical suplex position and holds El Rey there for several moments. Finally after once again flipping
off the crowd he spins around and suplexes him down hard. Mikey with a cover, Stone with the count…

One…

Two…

El Rey kicks out! Mikey gets in the face of referee Alan Stone telling him to count faster. Stone tells him to back off and Mikey turns around in dropkick
from El Rey and lands on the mat hard. El Rey quickly up the top turnbuckle and flies off with a beautiful cross body that catches Mikey just as he regains
his feet. El Rey rolls off Massacre. But as Mikey regains his feet El Rey wraps him up in the Horquilla del Corazón (El Rey’s version of the La Majistral
Cradle) Alan Stone goes down to count again…

One…

Two…

Another kickout by Mikey! Both men make it to their feet and Mikey greets El Rey with four dropkicks to in a row and once El Rey goes down for the last
time Mikey throws three more dropkicks to phantom opponents and then stands in the middle of the ring beating on his chest. Mikey picks up the chair again
and blasts El Rey with it as he gets up. He slips behind El Rey and lifts him up in an Atomic Drop and then follows up with a Bulldog to the chair. Sensing
that El Rey is beaten Mikey picks him up off the mat (and the chair) and puts him back down with the Mannyplex. With El Rey more or less Mikey picks him
up and sits him on the top turnbuckle and positions the chair for his finisher. El Rey tries to fight back but Mikey explodes with the SELL-OUT. Mikey
quickly goes for the cover…

One…

Two…

Three…

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner and STIIIIIIILLLL Number One Contender, MIKEY MASSACRE.

The fans boo as the number one contender makes his way to the back and in the ring La Reina helps her brother to his feet.

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JENNY JERSEY: REBEL Pro Wrestling fans, this next match is the World Tag Team Titles #1 Contender’s Match and it is scheduled for one fall! First…

“My Old Kentucky Home” by Nappy Roots blares over the few speakers located in the Civic Center in Anderson, South Carolina, as the Bluegrass Mafia 2.0 make
their way to the ring. Millicent and Lyndsay are also joining them tonight, each sporting casual attire.

JENNY JERSEY: … They weighed in at a combined weight of five hundred and thirty-five pounds and are the team of Matthew and Jonathan Kurtis… THE BLUEGRASS
MAFIA 2.0!

Matthew and Jonathan seem roaring to go tonight as their women take them by the arm and escort them to the ring. The crowd is behind them, but not too much
as a few “Go Back Home” and “F*** Off” signs can be spotted in the mass of fans. Matthew steps over the top rope and Jonathan decides to use the stairs
for once. They both meet in the ring whilst the women wait for victory outside, feeling the full effect of the crowd’s hatred for the “foreigners”.

“Everyone I Went to High School With Is Dead” by Mr. Bungle queues up and from the back walks Jim and Tommy Jonas to a much louder chorus of boos. The fans
seem restless tonight and are ready for some ass-kicking.

JENNY JERSEY: And their opponents: They weighed in tonight at a combined weight of four hundred and sixty-six pounds and are the team of Jim and Tommy Jonas…
THE JONAS BROTHERS!

Each of the brothers appear through the curtain with a spark and each with their signature item: Tommy and his pickelhaube and Jim with his gulf-war era
army jacket. On their way to the ring, The Jonas Brothers stop when they spot Lyndsay and Millicent. The two women begin walking away from the brothers,
but Jim and Tommy begin attempting to sweet talk them to come to their house later that evening. The girls aren’t buying it, but before they can lay them
a hard slap, Jonathan is thrown over the top ropes by his brother Matthew and splashes right on top of both Jim and Tommy Jonas.

The bell sounds for the beginning of the match as Matthew Kurtis exit’s the ring to take out The Jonas Brothers for messing with the women. He kicks Jim
Jonas right in the ribs and Jonas falls to his back in agony. On the fan barrier, Jonathan Kurtis has lifted Tommy Jonas onto his shoulders in an electric
chair and then drops him onto the railing FACE FIRST! The impact sends Tommy sprawling backwards and colliding with the ring and falling to his knees.
Jonathan is called by Matthew and the two brothers take out Jim Jonas with a double clothesline on the outside floor!

ROB MARTINEZ: The action is already heating up!

The two women are clapping for their men as Matthew and Jonathan roll Tommy Jonas into the ring for the first time tonight. Jonathan decides to stay on
the ring apron, but Matthew Kurtis wastes no time and lifts Tommy into the air and then slams him down with a GORILLA PRESS SLAM! The move sends a shockwave
throughout the entire ring and the crowd shrieks as Tommy Jonas pulls at his back like an injured dog.

Outside the ring, Jim Jonas has finally ascended to his feet and slips beneath the ropes and slaps Matthew Kurtis on the back. The big man turns and is
met with a dropkick to the face followed by a SPINEBUSTER! Jim Jonas manages to somehow lift Matthew Kurtis off the mat and slam him back-first onto the
canvas! Jonathan Kurtis slips between the ropes and takes Jim Jones over the top rope and himself as well.

Tommy Jonas waits for Matthew Kurtis to get to his knees, which he does, and then slams him back down to the canvas with a REVERSE BULLDOG! The move is
not too effective, but it sets him up for another move. Tommy Jonas begins climbing the ropes by stepping up the turnbuckle like a ladder and then flips
backwards and YOUR MOM!

WAIT! The moonsault leg drop does not work as Matthew Kurtis catches him mid air and slams him down to the mat with double leg slam! Tommy Jonas rolls beneath
the ropes and drops to the outside floor. Matthew Kurtis tags in his younger brother, Jonathan, as he ascends the ring apron. Outside the ring, Jim Jonas
is attempting to get in the ring, but Jonathan Kurtis baseball slides him back to the outside! Jonathan then ascends the top rope and calls for his brother
to chuck him off it! The move works… for a moment, but Jim Jonas dodges the flying Kurtis and Jonathan smacks head first into the outside floor!

Blood begins pouring out of his sensitive wound as he comes to and realizes what happened. Matthew Kurtis and Jim Jonas take their scuffle else where as
Tommy Jonas returns and pushes the bleeding Kurtis back into the ring. Tommy slowly lifts Jonathan from his back and then HAIR PULL SLAM! The move shows
no class as the crowd boos for the wimpy move. Tommy smirks and then begins stomping Jonathan Kurtis’ head into the mat, attempting to rid him of his last
ounce of blood.

ROB MARTINEZ: This is just getting to personal. I like to see violence, but not like this. He is defenseless and someone needs to stop this madness!

Outside, Jim Jonas has grounded the big Matthew Kurtis with the help of the guard rail. He slams Matthew’s face into it once, then twice, and for luck he
slams his nasal passage into the rail for a third time! With the big man out of the picture, Jim slides into the ring and The Jonas Brothers are ready
for the finish!

Before they end Jonathan Kurtis’ night, Tommy Jonas retrieves a small black bag from the announcer’s table and on the way back he lays in a few kicks to
Matthew Kurtis’ skull and it is noticed that Matthew is now bleeding form the skull as well. Once inside, The Jonas Brothers open the bag and reveal it
to be full of salt! Jim Jonas grabs the literally incapacitated Jonathan Kurtis by the arms and then Tommy begins pouring the entire bag of salt into his
open head wound! Kurtis is crying out in pain as the salt eats away at his scalp and the blood hardens in his open wound!

Jim Jonas smirks as he drops Jonathan Kurtis to his knees and then… ROCKY MOUNTAIN THUNDER BOMB! The gory neck breaker variation ends Jonathan Kurtis’ evening
as the spectacular ,move silences the once roaring audience. Jonathan Kurtis does not move an inch, but his older brother comes to his rescue before any
further damage can be done.

Matthew Kurtis is bleeding, but he’s still conscious! He lays in a BLUEGRASS MAFIA KICK TO TOMMY and then CLOTHESLINE FROM KENTUCKY TO JIM JONAS! The dual
moves swings the momentum back in the Bluegrass Mafia 2.0’s favor and Matthew Kurtis beats his chest like a silverback when he clears the ring of The Jonas
Brothers. The girls are attempting to wake Jonathan Kurtis, but to no avail. All seems well for the Bluegrass Mafia 2.0, but then the fun is ended when
Tommy Jonas retrieves the bag of salt and throws a handful of the menacing substance into Matthew’s face, his open wound receiving the blunt of the attack!
Kurtis falls backward into the ropes and digs at his eyes and the blood form his open wound pours out at a rapid pace when his heart begins pumping faster
and faster. Jim and Tommy team up once again and take down Kurtis with a double dropkick that sends him crashing over the ropes and onto the outside floor.
Lyndsey Valentine runs over to him for help, but Jim Jonas smirks at her and gives her a wink.

Back inside, Jonathan Kurtis is receiving another dose of salt to the wound as Tommy Jonas is grinding the substance deeper and deeper into the open head
wound. Jonathan isn’t even fighting back any longer and Tommy sees no point for continuing. Jim Jonas calls for his younger brother outside the ring and
Tommy brings the bag of salt with him. Jim wants some vengeance now and tells his brother to hold down the big Matthew Kurtis. Jim then begins grinding
the salt into Matthew’s own wound!

ROB MARTINEZ: This is unacceptable and something that I do not care to watch. These are good men and are getting ravaged by these two punks.

The end seems inevitable, but out of nowhere Jonathan Kurtis dives over the top rope and takes out both Jim and Tommy Jonas! The last chance effort is a
success as it breaks up the wild riot. The crowd is back on the Bluegrass Mafia 2.0’s side and Jonathan Kurtis tries to revive his brother, which proves
a success when Matthew Kurtis slowly ascends to his feet! Matthew and Jonathan both grab a steel chair form the announcer’s table, with Jonathan removing
Rob Martinez from his seat to get his own steel chair. Jim Jonas rises from the outside floor and TWO MAN CON-CHAIR-TO!

The devastating maneuver sends chills down each and every fans spine, including Tommy Jonas, who sprints off towards the exit ramp. Jonathan Kurtis manages
to cut him off at the other end of the ring with a smack to the face with the steel chair! Kurtis then proceeds to roll Jonas into the ring, where he is
met with a stiff kick by Matthew Kurtis. Matthew easily hoists Tommy Jonas onto his shoulders whilst Jonathan ascends to the top of the turnbuckle. Jonathan
dives off the top turnbuckle and clotheslines Tommy Jonas off his brother’s shoulders and both men fall to the mat below – THE KURTIS KRUSHER!

Jonathan Kurtis, the legal man, makes the cover and Referee Dale McDonald slaps the mat three consecutive times and declares The Bluegrass Mafia 2.0 the
victors of the match! Matthew and Jonathan Kurtis embrace each other in the ring, each sporting a nasty looking head wound full of blood and salt. Their
hands are raised and Millicent and Lyndsay enter the ring using the stairs and share a hug with each of the brothers. From outside, Jim Jonas pulls his
younger brother out of the ring by the boot and helps him to the back.

Each and every man put on his best performance in the match and the better men, for now, ended up the victors. There is always next time…

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“Lonely Train” by Black Stone Cherry ambushes the speakers as the crowd begins to boo heavily. Both Mark Kingston and Chris Sparx walk from the back and
make their way through the raining trash to the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of four hundred and eighty-seven pounds, MARK KINGSTON and CHRIS SPARX, SOLDIERS OF THE APOCALYPSE!

“Cocky” by Kid Rock ambushes the speakers and from the back to a huge ovation is The Show, Chad Kurtis. He stops just past the curtain as “More Human than
Human” by The X-cutioners blares to an equal ovation in the crowd. From the back walks Rex Caliber he turns his head and nods to Chad before they turn
back to look at the two men inside the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of four hundred and seventy-five pounds, they are the current Rebel Pro Tag Team Chammmpions, THE SHOW CHAD KURTIS,
REX CALIBER, THE… REBEL ICONS!

Both Chad and Rex hand their belts to a ringside technician before climbing into the ring, but not before wiping their feet on the ring apron; they stare
across the ring at Chris Sparx and Mark Kingston.

From Jenny Jersey, Mark Kingston receives a microphone and Jenny makes her exit via the stairs. Mark Kingston and Chris Sparx whisper to one another for
a moment and then Mark Kingston raises the microphone to his mouth and begins to speak.

MARK KINGSTON: Yes, the time has finally arrived! For close to four months we preached and we prayed for the apocalypse and it has finally arrived. For
close to two months now we have sat back and allowed you, the REBEL people, to make your own decision. We did not poke, we did not prod, and we allowed
each and every one of you to decide which side you would be on when the apocalypse came. This match, the match for the REBEL World Tag Team Championships,
is the apocalypse in itself. The side you choose will be the side you live with. Choose their side and stay, but choose our side and you will reap the
rewards. You see, tonight we will be crowned the champions of the world and thus our names will live on forever. After tonight, me and my partner will
be changed men. We will no longer preach, we will no longer pray, we will fight. We will defend those titles with honor and passion and we will win! Chris…
Chris Sparx, who was nodded in approval of each and every one of Mark’s statements, takes the microphone and begins his own speech. He steps forward and
faces eye-to-eye with Rex Caliber, someone he knows to awful well.

CHRIS SPARX: My brother is right in what he says. We will be the soldiers tonight, but the nobility tomorrow. For too long this bullet-proof vest has weighed
me down so I will trade it in for a lighter prize… those shiny belts you two men wear around your waist. Rex Caliber… me and you have fought before and
me and you have taken each other to a place no two men have gone before. Once before, long ago, you defeated me closely, but tonight will be different.
I see age in you that was not present when I last laid eyes on you in this ring. Tonight I have help and you have a buddy, tonight I have a brother and
you have a sister, and tonight I have a co-champion and you have a co-loser. Rex, be ready to be beaten.

Mark Kingston is handed the microphone and steps towards Chad Kurtis as Chris Sparx did to Rex Caliber. Mark raises the microphone to his mouth and speaks.
MARK KINGSTON: Chad… I have awaited this very match since my return to REBEL Pro Wrestling. Last year I vowed I would take a title from you, but it was
not that same title, but I do not care as I am not a greedy man. I’ve wanted to test my wits and my skills against you for far too long and it seems that
our brethren are waiting to do the same. So how about it Chad? Let’s just see who is the better man!

Mark Kingston drops the microphone and the Soldiers of the Apocalypse slowly return to their corner and remove their garb. They patiently await the beginning.
DING DING

Dale McDonald stands in between the two teams and orders one member from each team to their respective corner. I don’t know why because there are no rules
here, but he is a referee and is trying to maintain some sort of order here. Rex waits for Kingston to head towards their corner before he gets to his
corner. Dale McDonald stands there and nods as he backs up out of the way. Chris with a diving right hand sends Chad stumbling back, but Chad is throwing
a right hand as he stumbles backwards that connects with Chris’ jaw and these two begin to brawl; alot is on the line here in this match. Chris with a
left, Chad blocks delivering a right hand under the blow to Chris’ chin. Chad whips Chris into the ropes, but Chris reverses and as Chad hits the ropes,
Mark lifts his left leg, his boot connecting with the back of Chad’s head. The Show holds at the back of his head as Chris runs past him, rebounding off
the ropes, taking Chad down with a running bulldog. Chris doesn’t cover, knowing it is way too early to put out Chad Kurtis. Chris locks in a side headlock
on the mat, but Chad begins to force himself up into a kneeling position. Chris with a left thumb into Chad’s eye following up with a closed fist to the
bridge of Chad’s nose. Chris whips Chad chest first into his corner following up with a clothesline that slams painfully into Chad’s back. Chris tags in
Mark Kingston and there is a double team in the corner, no five count because there is no rules, so the double team is perfectly legal. Chris stops the
double team as the crowd pops, Rex Caliber has come into the match and is charging down the duo of Chris Sparx and Mark Kingston. Mark with a rear naked
choke on Chad Kurtis and Chris with a drop toe hold that sends Rex’s face into the heel of Mark Kingston. Chad is hanging in the ropes and Chris taps Mark
on the back pointing down to the rising Rex Caliber; Mark nods and bends down to help Rex up to his feet. Mark and Chris both hurl Rex over the top rope,
to the concrete floor below, Mark follows leaving Chris to work on Chad. Chris with a right hand to the back of Chad’s head before he turns him around
for a knife edge chop. Amazingly, the crowd does not “Woo” in response to the chop, but Chris doesn’t care and Chad is just in pain.

Chris pulls the weary Chad out of the corner and hip tosses him down to the mat before climbing up to the middle rope and landing on Chad with a double
axe handle smash to his midsection. On the outside, Mark whips Rex into the railing and Rex is slammed back first into the flimsy railing at ringside.
The Soldiers are dominating this match so far and the crowd is not liking it one bit. Mark lifts Rex back up to his feet, delivering a few well placed
punches to the jaw, and drops him throat first onto the railing. Mark turns back to watch the action in the ring. Back inside the ring, Chris lifts Chad
up to his feet and climbs to the top turnbuckle with his prey and he nods out to the damaged Rex Caliber, who is still bent over the railing. Chris leaps
from the top rope with a sit out side slam that he calls Chronic Crunch

and makes a pin attempt but Dale McDonald refuses to make a count because Mark
is the legal man, not Chris. Outside the ring, Mark turns back to Rex pulling him off of the railing.Rex with a beer bottle across the face of Mark Kingston
and he clutches at his bleeding forehead in pain as a few pieces of glass are glittering in his forehead. Rex pounds a right fist into the forehead which
drives the glass in further. Mark’s forehead is bleeding heavily now from the damage but he is trying to pick out the glass as he defends himself. Rex
whips Mark into the ringpost following with a running STO that sends Mark down to the hard concrete. Chris climbs to the top turnbuckle, looking down on
Rex, and he dives with a crossbody, but Rex catches him tossing him down to the concrete with a powerslam. Rex rolls into the ring to check on Chad, who
is now rising up to his knees looking a little worse for the wear. Mark and Chris are trying to gather their wits outside the ring when Chad is whipped
into the ropes and comes charging back at Rex who ducks down sending Chad flying up and over the top rope with a back body drop. Chad lands with a crossbody
on the duo of Mark Kingston and Chris Sparx sending them crashing into that flimsy railing that is supposed to protect the fans. Rex climbs out of the
ring and now all four men are outside the ring, Chad is getting up to his feet rolling Mark under the bottom rope to the inside of the ring. Chad climbs
to the top turnbuckle, backwards, and stares out into the crowd before nodding and connecting with the Best Moonsault Ever onto Kingston. Chad goes for
a cover and Dale McDonald is there with a count.

One… Two… Th–NO! Mark rolls a shoulder up. Rex whips Chris into the apron and follows with a front kick to Chris’ midsection before dropping a leg
across the back of his head driving it into the concrete below. Rex grabs for a steel chair and of course, finds one under the ring. Rex brings it down
across the back of Sparx, who yelps out in pain. Bringing the chair into a position for sitting down in, Rex sits Chris up for a piledriver and has him
up, his feet in the air when Chris begins to wiggle and squirm. Chris has countered the piledriver and now Rex’s head is right over the seat of the chair;
Chris jumps up and Rex’s head connects solidly with the chair as they both come down. Rex lays motionless off to the side as Chris lays face first on the
dirty concrete floor and looks to be totally out of it. Inside the ring Chad pulls Kingston up to his feet and whips him into the ropes, Chad goes for
a springboard clothesline, but is nailed in the face by the big boot from Kingston and all four men are down. Mark Kingston is the first to begin moving
as he pulls himself to a sitting position against the ropes. Chad isn’t moving at all, Rex is bleeding from the top of his head and now Chris is starting
to show some life on the outside as he crawls for the ring’s apron. Chris pulls himself up to a kneeling position outside the ring and Mark stands upinside
the ring, they both look at Chad lying there and the Rebel Pro Tag Team titles on the table at ringside. Mark whips Chad into the ropes before smashing
him back to the canvas with a spinebuster, he folds him for a pin.

One… Two… Thre–NO! Chad manages to roll up a shoulder just out of reflexive action. Mark can’t believe it, Chris can’t believe it, Chad can’t believe
it, no one in the arena who is watching can believe it as Mark sits there holding the legs of Chad Kurtis. But Chris has had enough as he slides in first
one chair then a second. Rex is still unmoving on the outside as Chris and Mark set up for a double chair assisted clothesline. Chad whipped into the ropes,
the chairs are out, Chad ducks under and as he hits the ropes, he springboards back with a split legged front kick that sends the chairs into Chris and
Mark’s face. Rex is moving now as he sees the move fron his kneeling position outside thee ring. Blood is pouring from everyone in this match and the canvas
is soaked with blood as Rex rolls into the squared circle to hopefully finish off the whole thing. Rex lifts Mark Kingston up and slams him down with the
Total Annihilation just as Chad connects with the CK Finale on Chris Sparx. So that the match is as legal as one can be in Rebel Pro, Chad covers Mark
Kingston as Rex covers Chris Sparx; Dale McDonald gets into position.

One… Two… Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Winners of the match and STIIIILLL Rebel Pro Tag Team Champions, the team of Rex Caliber and Chad Kurtis… The REBEL Icons!

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The ever-lovely Jenny Jersey steps into the ring to announce the next match, many of the men in attendance dog-whistling at her. She blushes.

JENNY JERSEY: Thanks, boys. The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and will decide the REBEL Carolinas Champion…

The fans pop a little for the title match. Flatts and Scruggs hits the speakers and out walks Cuzin Zeke to a nice ovation. He shakes hands with many fans
in the aisle way before sliding into the ring and throwing his hands into the air. Boy, did the REBEL fans miss Zeke.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing the challenger. From Turkey Cross, Kentucky, weighing in at two hundred and sixty three pounds! CUZIN ZEKE!

Cuzin Zeke stands in the corner, his focus attracted directly to the entrance way, and he does not look pleased. It’s game time. “Shipping Up to Boston”
by Dropkick Murphys hits the speakers and Sean Robinson walks out surprised to hear a good chunk of the crowd booing him for his strong words against Cuzin
Zeke this week. Carolinas title slung over his shoulder, Robinson doesn’t care, he meant every word he said to Cuzin Zeke. We’ll see if he can back that
up. He steps through the ropes and waves the Carolinas title belt in the air, just to hear some more boos, but there is still a good majority of the crowd
cheering for this up and comer.

JENNY JERSEY: Making his way to the ring, from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at two hundred forty seven pounds! The Carolinas Champion! SEAN ROBINSON!
Referee Alan Stone retrieves the belt from Sean Robinson, and calls for the bell.

Zeke is quick on the offensive, charging Sean with a forearm smash to the forehead, anticipating the bell. Sean is knocked back in surprise and pain from
the impact. Zeke isn’t done, and sends multiple punches and chops to the midsection and head. Sean tries to cover up but Zeke is just an animal tonight.
Finished obliterating Sean with punches, Zeke wraps his arms around Sean, and sends him flying across the canvas with a belly-to-belly suplex. Sean is
crawling to the ropes, trying to get some leverage, but Zeke is on his heels. Before Sean can reach the ropes, Zeke lifts him up and locks in a cobra clutch!
Sean is flailing, trying to escape, and he does, stomping on Zeke’s foot. Zeke hops on one foot, cursing in pain.

Now it’s Sean’s turn to get in a little offense, he rebounds off the ropes and shoulder-charges the larger Zeke, who goes down. Sean mud hole stomps the
crap out of Zeke for a few seconds and then grabs Zeke by the suspenders and yanks him to his feet. Zeke swings out of instinct and Sean ducks it, hitting
him with ROLLING german suplexes for his trouble. After the third suplex, Zeke is holding his lower back in pain. Sean Robinson, in complete control, grabs
Zeke by the legs and cinches in a boston crab. Zeke is in pain, reaching for the ropes. Alan Stone asks if Zeke wants to submit, and gets a great big loud
NO for his trouble. He’s up on his hands, walking toward the ropes like a sea lion, and Sean Robinson is along for the ride. Sean sits down deeper in the
hold, trying to get Zeke to go down, but he refuses. He’s reaching… INCHES from the ropes… GOT IT.

Sean is given no choice but to release the hold, but that doesn’t stop him. Soon after releasing the hold, Sean turns around and KICKS Zeke in the back
of the head. Zeke is temporarily dazed, and that’s what Sean wanted. Robinson rolls out of the ring and starts looking under the apron for a chair or a
table… and finds both. He slides the chair into the ring, and then slides into the ring with the table. He leans the table against one of the ring posts
and turns to find Zeke. Wait a minute. Where’s Zeke? Sean is asking the referee where Zeke is, Stone doesn’t know. Sean picks up the chair from the canvas
and wields it, waiting for a surprise attack. The table falls down behind Sean, and Sean turns around to see Zeke come flying off the top rope and CROSS
BODY Sean to the floor! What a move! Sean drops the chair and tries to get Zeke off of him. Zeke hooks the leg!

One!

Two–NOPE. Kick out.

“WE WANT TABLES, WE WANT TABLES, WE WANT TABLES!” chant the fans.

Zeke rolls away from Sean and sets up the table while Sean recovers, keen on giving the fans exactly what they want. He goes to get Sean, who has his back
turned–

FWHACK! CHAIR SHOT to the FACE!

Zeke goes down holding his nose, probably broken after that shot. Sean gets up laughing, and rolls Zeke over for the cover.

One!

NOPE! Kick out at one and a half.

Sean looks like he might complain to the referee, but he doesn’t. Instead he picks up a bloody Cuzin Zeke by the collar and Irish whips him into the ropes.
Sean goes to big boot Zeke, but Zeke ducks under and SPEAR! Sean goes down! The crowd goes WILD!

Zeke sees his chance and rolls Sean onto the table. Then, as quickly as the big man can muster, he climbs to the top rope. He’s signaling for it! MUDPUDDLE!
NO WAY!

Sean rolled off the table! Zeke goes through the table, nobody home!

“HOLY SHIT. HOLY SHIT. HOLY SHIT.”

Sean goes for a desperation cover.

One!

Two!

THREE!

Well, it would be three, if Zeke hadn’t kicked out at the LAST POSSIBLE SECOND! There’s still some life left in this guy!

“HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT.”

Time to put him away for good! Sean lifts Zeke to his feet, a mask of crimson covering the hillbilly’s face and leaking down into his shirt and coveralls.
Zeke is fighting! Right hook! Sean ducks under his arm and delivers a knee to his midsection! Zeke is groggy.

BOSTON CAR BOMB!!!

Referee Alan stone is there to make the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Zeke kicks out…

ZEKE KICKED OUT!

HOLY CHRIST!

BUT according to referee Alan Stone, he kicked out only a half-second too late. Zeke is like a freakin’ TERMINATOR! But it’s over. Sean grabs the title
from Alan Stone and leaves the arena quickly.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, and STILL THE REBEL CAROLINAS CHAMPION! SEAN ROBINSON!

The fans are on their feet. But it’s not for Robinson.

“HOLY SHIT! THANK YOU ZEKE! HOLY SHIT! THANK YOU ZEKE!”

Zeke nods at the crowd as he leaves the arena to the back, EMT’s checking on his nose, which is, you might have guessed, broken. Zeke is BACK ladies and
gentlemen. And he’s here to stay.

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

“Anthem for the Underdog” by 12 Stones hits the speakers and the crowd comes unglued!

JENNY JERSEY: Coming to the ring first, he hails from British Columbia, Canada and weighs in at 230 pounds….The Bird Of Prey!!!

Jacob emerges from the back with steely determination in his eyes. The fans along the aisle way lean out to high five him of simply pat him on the back
as he makes his way towards the ring. The Bird Of Prey climbs into the ring and smiles out at the packed arena, most of whom are chanting “Bird Of Prey!
Bird Of Prey!”

The cheers quickly vanish into a chorus of boos as “Carbomb” by The Acacia Strain pulses through the speakers.

JENNY JERSEY: And introducing the REBEL World Champion, he hails from Glens Falls, New York and weighs in at 341 pounds….Vincent Black!!!

The World Champion steps out from behind the curtain with a sneer etched on his face. He looks at the crowd with utter contempt and makes his way slowly
towards the ring. The REBEL World Title is slung over his shoulder.

Black climbs into the ring, locks eyes with his challenger and holds up the World Title for all to see. Jenny leaves the ring and Black hands off the belt
to referee Dale McDonald. As the referee raises the belt above his head and shows it off to the crowd you can cut the tension and anticipation with a knife.
The belt is handed off to the time keeper and McDonald calls for the bell!

The two men circle each other and they go in to tie up. Jacob ducks under the arms of Black and chops him across the chest when the bigger man spins around
to face him. Black looks down at his chest, then at Jacob and smiles. Another chop from Jacob and again the evil smile from Vincent Black. A third brutal
chop across the chest encourages the fans to unleash a “Woooooooo!” but Black simply reaches out and pie faces the challenger away from him! Quick as a
blink of the eye, Jacob hits a low dropkick to the knee of Black that defiantly gets his attention! Jacob is quickly back to his feet and connects with
a kick to the leg of Vincent who is trying to hobble away to get some distance between them. Another stiff kick from the challenger and Black actually
grimaces in pain as he tries to shield his left leg. Jacob backs the Champion into the ropes and tries to shoot him off. It’s reversed! Jacob slides under
the big boot, spins around and chop blocks the Champion in the knee and the big man goes down!

Black quickly rolls to the outside and the fans are firmly in the corner of The Bird Of Prey! Outside the ring, Black is up to his feet and trying to walk
out the stiffness in his leg. He never spots Jacob scaling to the top turnbuckle and readying himself to take flight. Vincent turns to get back into the
ring just as Jacob takes to the air and the World Champion is laid out with a flying cross body! Both men collapse to the floor but it’s the Champion who
looks the worse for wear. Jacob is back to his feet and yells for the ringside fans to “Get out of the way!” They don’t have to be told twice as they part
like the Red Sea. Vincent Black is getting up slowly and Jacob leaps up and using his amazing balance perches himself on the railing of the guard rail!
Moonsault by Jacob! Vincent Black catches him in mid air! The champ staggers back under the force of Jacob but keeps his grip on the challenger. Black
hoists Jacob up a little more onto his shoulder and then rams the high flyer shoulder first into the ringpost! Black simply drops Jacob to the floor and
stands over him.

Jacob is using the ring steps to pull himself up and Black “helps” by yanking the man up only so that he can send him bouncing headfirst off the very steps
he was using for support! A ringside fans tosses a soda at Black and security quickly rushes in and pulls the fan away from ringside. Black watches this
with amusement but never loses sight of Jacob who is again pulling himself back to his feet. Jacob is grabbed roughly and rolled into the ring, the World
Champion hot on his heels. Black grabs Jacob pulls him up and slams him hard in the center of the ring. Black hits the ropes and goes to drop an elbow
only to have The Bird of Prey

roll out of the way at the last second! Black is up quickly and drops another elbow. Another miss! Jacob is up and Black
is getting up quickly as well. Jacob springboards off the second ring rope, twists his body in mid air and catches the bigger man with a beautiful tornado
DDT!

Black is down in the center of the ring and Jacob rolls him over for the cover!

One!

Two!

Black easily powers out!

Jacob rolls to the outside and goes searching for something under the ring. Inside, Vincent Black is getting to his feet but has a glassy look in his eyes.
A pop from the crowd and we see that Jacob and pulled two chairs out from under the ring! Jacob, with the chairs in tow, rolls back into the ring and quickly
gets to his feet. The Champion is waiting for him and takes a step towards his challenger only to have Jacob casually toss him one of the chairs! Black
easily catches it and looks at it confused. That lasts for about a second because Jacob swings the remaining chair at Black and with a loud CLANK the chair
Black is holding flies back into his face! Vincent drops the chair he was holding and covers his face with both hands. Jacob cracks his chair across the
leg of Black and the big man drops to one knee! Jacob sets the chair up in front of Black, hits the ropes and takes to the air using the chair as a springboard.
Again Black somehow catches him in mid air! Fallaway slam from the Champion!

Black gets to a vertical base and grabs the chair Jacob had set up. It doesn’t take a fool to see that the big man is favoring his leg from the constant
assaults from Jacob and the Champion is ready for some payback. Jacob is up. WHACK! The chair shot to the cranium puts him back down. Black grabs an arm
of Jacob and drags him to the center of the ring. The REBEL World Champion places the chair over the crotch of Jacob, hits the ropes and drops a heavy
elbow onto the chair! The men in the crowd groan and Jacob curls up in the fetal position! Black slowly gets up and is greeted with a nice loud chant of
“(BLEEP)!” (BLEEP)!” From the crowd. Black, being ever classy shoots the double bird to the crowd and pulls Jacob to his feet. A brutal short arm clothesline
from the big man puts Jacob back on the mat! Black drops to his knees and goes for a sloppy cover on his man.

One!

Two!

Jacob kicks out to the delight of the fans!

Black drives a trio of hard right hands to the head of Jacob and again goes for the cover!

One!

Two!

Again Jacob kicks out!

Black is starting to look pissed and this time he actually hooks the far leg and screams for the referee to count!

One!

Two!

Thr-NO!

Jacob gets a shoulder up!

Black practically yanks Jacob off the mat and slings him towards the near corner. Whisper in the Wind from Jacob! The move was so sudden it not only shocked
Black but the crowd as well! Jacob scrambles to his feet, looks at the fallen Vincent Black and hits a picture perfect standing Shooting Star Press!

Jacob doesn’t go for the cover though as he rolls over to where Black dropped the chair and plucks it off the mat. The Bird Of Prey places the chair across
the massive chest of The Champion and hits another beautiful Standing Shooting Star Press! Jacob shoves the chair off of Black and covers the big man.
One!

Two!

Black kicks out!

Jacob rolls out to the ring apron and pulls himself up. Black is slowly getting to his feet as well and is caught with a spingboard seated senton that puts
him back onto the mat! Jacob hooks a leg as the referee (and the crowd) counts!

One!

Two!

Thr-No!

Black powers outs!

A collective sigh goes through the arena but Jacob doesn’t look worried. He gets to his feet and raises his hand as he shouts, “one more?” A huge pop in
approval! Again Jacob steps out onto the ring apron and waits as Black is getting to his feet. Jacob springs up to the top rope and takes flight….Straight
into waiting arms of Vincent Black! Double Handed chokeslam from The World Champion! Black drops to his knees and rolls out of the ring as Jacob lays motionless.
On the outside Black gets a rare pop from the crowd as he pulls a table out from under the ring! A “We Want Tables!” chant breaks out and Black looks happy
to comply. Black sets on end of the table on the ring apron and props the other end up on the guard railing before rolling back inside. Jacob is getting
back to his feet when he takes a boot to face that drops him. Black pulls the much smaller man to his feet, hoists him up into a splash mountain position
and with an evil grin sends Jacob sailing through the air with an Awesome Bomb out of the ring and through the table!

The table chant is quickly replaced by a “Holy Shit!” chant as Jacob lays motionless under the debris of the table. Black hobbles around the ring, his arms
outstretched and a grin on his face, a man proud of his work. Black climbs out of the ring and down to the floor. Shoving aside the referee, who is checking
to see if Jacob can continue, Black extracts his foe from the floor. Black rolls Jacob into the ring and The Bird Or Prey looks like a rag doll. Black
confidently climbs back into the ring and signals that the end is indeed near. Black pulls a nearly lifeless Jacob up and shoves his head between his legs.
The set up for his New Hope finisher. Unseen by Black though, Jacobs hand finds one of the chairs he brought into the ring early and holds onto it for
all he’s worth.

Black goes to hoist Jacob up and is greeted with a chair shot to the skull! Black releases the hold and amazingly Jacob lands on his feet and still clutching
the chair. BLAM! Another chair shot across the skull has Black reeling! Jacob goes back back back back and crunches the chair against the skull of Black
dropping The World Champ to the mat! Jacob tosses away the dented to Hell chair and sags against the ropes for support. Jacob shakes his head to clear
the cobwebs and then heads to the near corner. Black isn’t moving, but Jacob is, as he’s climbing to he top rope. The fans are all on their feet and watch
as The Bird Of Prey takes to the air and hits his patented “SMW!!!” He hits it perfectly and hooks the leg as the referee starts his count! The fans count
along with the referee, the building shaking with their collective voices!

One!

Two!

Black just gets his shoulder up but the referee can’t stop in time!

Three!?!?

The place explodes as Jacob leaps to his feet having found new energy! The referee is wildly waving his arms and signaling that it was a count of two!

Jacob hits the nearest corner and climbs to the second rope his face a huge smile of accomplishment! The crow is confused though, they see Jacob celebrating
and they also see Dale McDonald waving off the count and saying it was just a two count! The referee hurries over to Jacob, grabs him by the leg and tries
to tell Jacob what has happened. Jacob looks shocked, then pissed as he drops from the turnbuckle, gets in the referees face and then turns his attention
back to Vincent Black.

Big Boot to the face! Jacob never saw it coming, in fact all eyes were on Jacob and the referee and no one noticed the big man get back up. Jacob is on
spaghetti legs and Black quickly hooks him and delivers his New Hope powerbomb! The booing is deafening as the referee drops down for the count.

One!

Two!

Three!

The referee calls for the bell and the crowd is livid!!

JENNY JERSEY: The winner of this match, and STILL the REBEL World Heavyweight Champion….Vincent Black!!!!

Black slowly gets to his feet, takes the belt from the referee and stands over a defeated Bird Of Prey!

Black looks straight at the camera and points to the World Title. Come and get it he seems to be gesturing.

Come

and

Get

it.

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