Supremacy 01/15/2008

01/15/2008
On the DVD and on the Closed Circuit broadcast, we see the following text:

SUPREMACY is defined as “Power to dominate or defeat.” Tonight the REBEL Warriors do battle to show this Supremacy. They want to have the gold, the accolades,
and the ultimate bragging rights. Will they be successful or will they bleed only to fail? Will they emerge from the chains that hold them down, or will
the glass ceiling stay intact? Will tonight finally prove who indeed is the “best”… or will it just create more questions?

Cut to the REBEL Arena. In the ring we see Rex Caliber standing with Rob Martinez. The crowd is already chanting REBEL, REBEL, REBEL!

ROB MARTINEZ: Welcome to REBEL PRO WRESTLING!

REX CALIBER: We are broadcasting live throughout Mr. Garrett’s Adult Oriented Night Clubs in the Carolinas. And if you’re watching us now, you can’t imagine
the feeling of five hundred fans filling the REBEL Arena, and blowing the roof off this place!

ROB MARTINEZ: Tonight we have plenty of action for you.

REX CALIBER: A Submission match and TWO CAGE MATCHES!

ROB MARTINEZ: Three titles decided tonight, including one inside the cage. We got Kyle Roberts in the rubber match in his series with Chad Kurtis.

REX CALIBER: Manny X is scheduled to thrash the CABS all around the building, but he hasn’t shown up at this point. Will he make it?

ROB MARTINEZ: We hope so, but we shall see… Also on the card: the Number One Contenders Cup is on the line as Adam Davis starts his quest to make the
cup more important than the titles.

REX CALIBER: And we also get to open with a ZAMUNDA STREET FIGHT!

ROB MARTINEZ: Don’t forget that the Bluegrass Mafia are back in action!

REX CALIBER: Tonight will be a night everyone in REBEL can prove their…

ROB MARTINEZ: (interrupting) SUPREMACY!

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ROB MARTINEZ: Our first match of this evening is going to start not inside the squared circle, but outside the freakin’ building!

REX CALIBER: That’s because it’s a Zamunda Street Fight! The only way to win is by pinfall or submission!

ROB MARTINEZ: And if that wasn’t enough, this match is being shown in numerous strip clubs in the local area thanks to the wonders of closed circuit television!
REX CALIBER: Who says REBEL isn’t classy? Now let’s go outside!

The scene changes from ringside to just outside the REBEL Arena. A horde of REBEL fans are standing in a circle around the two combatants. Murcielago and
Darko. The referee asks both men if they’re ready and after getting the okay from the warriors signals for them to

GET! IT! ON!

Darko and Murcielago stride right up to each other, Darko looking up and talking smack to the larger man. Murcielago pie faces Darko away and tries for
a big right hand! Darko ducks underneath and lands a one two punch to the ribs of Murc! Another wild swing by Murc and again Darko uses his speed advantage
to avoid the shot and drive in two of his own, again to the ribs. Murc backs off and this time Darko charges in only to take a knee to the mid section
that stops him cold! Murc drops an elbow to the back of the neck and then belts him into the crowd! Several fans go down with Prince Darko on top of them!
From the crowd Enzo appears and hands a chair to his client Murc! Darko is getting to his feet, shoving fans aside and takes a shot across his cranium!
Darko collapses again as Murc holds the dented chair above his head! From nowhere Enzo is attacked by Mr. B! Murcielago simply watches the two managers
brawl through the crowd before turning his attention back to Darko.

ROB MARTINEZ: Uh REX? What if one of those fans that Darko just kicked in the face sues REBEL?

REX CALIBER: Hey we warned ‘em! I can’t help that they’re stupid.

ROB MARTINEZ: I’ll remember that when we end up in civil court.

Murcielago drives the chair into the ribs of Darko, doubling him over. Another brutal chair shot, this one across the back, which leaves Darko on all fours.
Murc sets up the dented chair as best he can and pulls Darko to his feet. Murcielago hooks Darko and to hit his Defcon One onto the chair! At the last
second, Darko shoves him off and Murc lands hard ass first onto the pavement! Darko folds up the chair and cracks it across the back of the rising Murcielago!
A chair shot to the head from Darko! Another! Darko drops the demolished chair to the ground, hooks Murc and nails a DDT! Instead of going for a cover
Darko mounts Murcielago and starts to pound away at a cut above his right eye! Blood is gushing from the wound and Murcielago manages to shoves Darko off
of him. Darko yells for the crowd to “Move their asses!” and drags the big man to his feet.

ROB MARTINEZ: Maybe a few more security guards out their wouldn’t have hurt.

REX CALIBER: Pfffffffft, you’re such a wimp.

Darko Irish whips Murcielago into the side of a car! The alarm goes off and the fans cheer! Darko takes Murcielago and pulls him away from the car, only
so that he can sling him head first into the window! The glass spider webs but doesn’t break. Darko throws a big right hand and Murcielago drops out of
sight! Darko smashes through the glass and he howls as he withdraws his shredded right hand. Murc is back to his feet and clubs Darko with a clothesline.
As Darko is pulling himself off of the pavement, Murc reaches into the car and pulls out a shard of glass. A shard that he then proceeds to dig into the
scalp of Darko! Prince W. Darko is a bloody mess as Murcielago tosses away the glass shard. Murc pulls Darko to his feet and slams him on top of the car
hood! Darko is scrambling to get to his feet as Murcielago climbs onto the car with him. Darko is spun around and positioned for a power bomb!

ROB MARTINEZ: I hope whoever owns that car has insurance.

REX CALIBER: I kinda doubt State Farm will cover this kinda damage.

Darko drops to one knee, hits a low blow and then back drops Murcielago onto the roof of the vehicle! Darko wipes the blood from his eyes and climbs up
onto the roof with Murcielago. Darko positions Murcielago and piledrives him onto the roof of the car! Murc clutches at his neck and Darko simply shoves
him off of the car and down onto the ground. Murcielago lands hard and is still holding his neck. The referee asks if Murc wants to stop but gets kicked
away by the big man. Darko slides off the smashed car and goes for a cover! One! Two! Murcielago kicks out! Darko goes back to work pounding on the gash
above the eyes of Murc opening him up even further. Darko gets up from the mount position and yells something to the crowd. Suddenly it seems as if everyone
watching this match has a weapon!

ROB MARTINEZ: Holy Christ! We better call the cops before this gets outta hand!

REX CALIBER: You call the cops and I break your fingers!

Murcielago uses the car to pull himself up when he takes a shot with a frying pan to the ribs from Darko. Murc staggers back and plants a big boot in the
face of Darko. Someone passes Murc a stop sign! CLANG! The crowd groans as the metal sign bounces off the head of Darko! Murc is looking for more weapons
when Darko pulls a fork from his boot. Murcielago is handed a cheese grater and then goes to use it on his foe only to get jabbed in the leg with the fork!
Darko springs to his feet, grabs Murcielago in a headlock and uses the fork to dig into the soft flesh of the forehead! Murcielago drops to his knees,
reaches up with his right hand and squeezes the twigs and berries of Darko with all his might! Darko releases the hold, drops the fork and slumps against
the car looking as if someone just shot him.

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh…My. That, uh, yeah…..

REX CALIBER: Murc just copped a feel! Sicko.

Murcielago gets to his feet and bounces the head of Darko off of the car. Again the head of Darko meets the metal of the car! Before he can go for a trifecta,
Darko lands a back elbow into the jaw of Murc. Back kick to the gut of Murc puts more distance between the two men. Darko stumbles over to Murcielago and
after grabbing a handful of hair….Starts to lead him across the street?

ROB MARTINEZ: Uh, Where are they going?

REX CALIBER: Oh no way….

Cars scream to a halt as the two gore covered men stagger across the two lane street. Darko takes the time to stop and bounce Murcielago’s head off of a
Mercedes! The owner of the car sticks his head out and yells at Darko, only to take a five knuckle hello from the former Foundation member! Again Darko
grabs Murc and leads him across the street as police sirens wail in the distance.

ROB MARTINEZ: I guess I didn’t have to call the cops after all.

REX CALIBER: Ugh.

The duo have made it across the street, along with dozens of fans, and Darko tries to whip Murcielago into the side of a wall. Murc reverses it and Darko
slams hard into the concrete. Murcielago staggers over to a trash can, picks it up and hurls it at Darko who ducks out of the way. Spear from Darko puts
both men down! A police car pulls up and the fans scatter. Darko drags Murc to his feet and leads him around to the front of the building. The camera pans
up and we see in bright neon…

ROB MARTINEZ: DIXXXY’S Gentlemen’s Club!?

REX CALIBER: I LOVE that place!

Darko shoves Murcielago through the doors and we follow them inside. As the camera adjusts for the lack of light we can hear screams and tables being knocked
over. When the picture comes up we see Murcielago heave a pitcher of beer in the face of Darko! Murc goozles Darko and chokeslams him through a table!
The patrons are pointing to the nearby wall mounted television sets and we see a mirror image of what’s happening inside the club! Bouncers run down to
break up the ruckus and Murcielago starts throwing rights and lefts! Darko has pulled himself up and clocks a bouncer with a beer bottle to the head!

REX CALIBER: Oddly enough, this reminds me of the going away party Chris Casino gave a few months back.

Bouncers dispensed, the two men again attack each other like wild animals. Murcielago hip tosses Darko onto the main stage and follows up after him. Darko
is pulled to his feet and Murc goes for his Defcon One! Again he’s shoved off and this time he smashes face first into the dancers pole! Darko rolls him
up from behind! One! Two! Murc kicks out!

REX CALIBER: Murc kicked out at the main stage!

ROB MARTINEZ: This is so past normal.

Darko pulls Murc to his feet and throws him off of the stage! Murcielago takes out a pair of tables (and a waitress) and a bloody and battered Prince Darko
slowly makes his way down to the floor. Darko is pulling Murcielago to his feet and locks in his Zamunda Driver! It’s blocked! Darko goes for it again
and Murc manages to block the move again. only this time he reverses it into a backdrop with him on top of Darko! One! Two! Darko kicks out! Murcielago
and Darko are both slow to their feet but it’s Murc who lands first with a stiff forearm shot to the head! Darko goes stumbling off in the direction of
the main dance stage and Murcielago is all to eager to shove him onto it. A crowd has gathered at pervert row as the beautiful woman have been replaced
by two bloody men who also happen to be on the clubs television screens. Defon One by Murc!

ROB MARTINEZ: It’s over!

One! Two! Thr – NO! A kickout!

ROB MARTINEZ: It’s not over!

Murcielago pulls Darko to his feet and plants him center stage with his Drop Top! A hook of the leg and the referee counts!

One!

Two!

Three!!!

REX CALIBER: What? That wasn’t supposed to happen! A street fight ends in the street not in, oh forget it.

ROB MARTINEZ: Darko just lost in maybe the most bizarre street fight I’ve ever called!

The referee holds up the arm of Murc and the patrons flood the stage with singles!

REX CALIBER: He might have gotten past Darko but Young will finish off Murcielago later tonight!

ROB MARTINEZ: After all the damage we’ve seen here I wouldn’t doubt that for a minute!

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JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is one fall and is for the Number One Contender’s Cup!

”This Is The New Shit” by Marilyn Manson starts booming through the speakers and Adam Davis comes out from behind the curtain, Number One Contender’s Cup
in hand. He gets showered with boos, but doesn’t care… he, Adam Davis is the only one that matters.

JENNY JERSEY: On his way to the ring, weighing in at roughly two-hundred and forty pounds, from Detroit, Michigan… “THE ICEMAN” ADAM DAVIS!

Adam climbs into the ring and hands the cup to the referee and eyes the entrance.

”Home” by Breaking Benjamin replaces Adam’s theme and out comes the Rainman. His eyes are fixated on Adam Davis and the only thing going through his mind
is winning the Number One Contender’s Cup.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing second, weighing in tonight at two-hundred and twenty-one pounds and from an unknown location…CLAUDE “RAINMAN” HIGGINS!

Claude climbs onto the apron and stares Adam Davis down. He then climbs in and walks to his respective corner…

And the bell sounds.

Right at the start the two men walk to the middle and exchange a few words and instantly tie-up. Claude, having a size advantage, does not gain any momentum
and Davis pushes him off. Adam smiles and Claude rushes. Adam drops Higgins with a drop-toe hold and quickly goes for the knee. He hits a couple of stomps
to the knee and quickly goes for Grave Pain but Higgins pushes him off. Claude back to his feet goes for a tie-up but meets Adam’s knee. Adam then slaps
him in the face and laughs. Claude gets angry and throws a right which is easily ducked and turns against him. Davis easily takes him down with a back
suplex and jumps right back at the knee. After a few stomps he goes for Grave Pain and Higgins pushes him off, seemingly anticipating the move.

REX CALIBER: Adam Davis is one cocky dude.. But against Higgins, who wouldn’t be?

ROB MARTINEZ: I wouldn’t underestimate, or anyone on this roster.

Adam Davis doesn’t even seem to be taking the match seriously and slaps Higgins across the face once more as he’s getting up. Higgins is starting to catch
on to Davis’ plan and doesn’t strike instead, he stands back, waiting for Davis to make the first move. Davis shrugs and climbs out of the ring and dares
Claude to come out. Higgins just laughs at Davis’ attempt to trick him so Davis rolls into the ring and slaps him once more. Higgins tries his hardest
to keep his composure so Adam slaps him again. Claude snaps and rushes. A knee by Davis causes Higgins to fall to his knees and get slapped again! Higgins
bounces up and hard right connects on Adam! The smirk on Adams face vanishes and he takes another right to the face. He doesn’t stagger whatsoever, he
simply stands his ground and stares Higgins directly in the eye. Higgins with a right…It’s ducked and back suplex by Adams! Adams jumps over to the head
of Higgins and applies a side headlock. Higgins gets to his feet but Adams grounds him with a side headlock takedown. He applies pressure on the headlock,
lets go, and jumps right back onto the leg! He stomps it and as Higgins prepares for the Grave Pain, Davis kicks him in the face knocking him flat on his
back.

REX CALIBER: There he goes copying moves again… backfired this time!

Davis grabs a handful of Claude’s hair and drags him to the bottom rope, draping him over, throat first. He then places a boot to the back of the head and
chokes Claude. Claude struggles but it’s futile, Davis roll out of the ring and gets eye level with Claude. He’s yelling and Claude looks up and spits
in his face! Adam laughs and plants him with a hard right that stuns Higgins. Davis quickly turns around and snatches a chair from a crowd member. HARD
chair shot to the head of Higgins! The impact causes the man to bounce back into the ring and Davis slides back in. CHAIR to the knee of Higgins. Davis
is digging the chair into the knee now and Claude is in excruciating pain! He manages to kick Davis away and get to his feet. Davis throws Higgins the
chair, Higgins catches it and SUPERKICK! Higgins is knocked flat on his back and might as well be out cold!

ROB MARTINEZ: It might end early.

Adam is circling the downed Claude, most likely plotting his next move, Higgins is coming to and he tries a kick to the face! Davis, blocks it and walks
over to the corner and takes off the turnbuckle padding. He brings Higgins back to his feet and drags him to the corner…FACE! TURNBUCKLE! Higgins’ skull
bounces off and he falls to the mat! Adam grabs Higgins hair and brings him up to his feet. Higgins is groggy…It’s time! COLD SHOULDER! It’s over! Adam
gets a sloppy cover.

ONE!

TW-FOOT ON THE ROPE!?

Davis mis-judged Higgin’s height and literally Cold Shoulder’d him onto the ropes! Davis is up to his feet and arguing with the ref. Higgins isn’t moving.
Davis grabs Claude by the hair and drags him to the center of the ring. Cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE- HIGGINS GOT THE SHOULDER!

REX CALIBER: Damn near the end of the match.

Adam Davis looks up at the ref and mouths “are you fucking kidding me?” The ref says it’s a two, Davis looks down at Higgins and shrugs. Right hand to the
temple of Higgins! And another! Another! Another! One more? Of course! Davis is just pounding away at the head of Higgins and brings him back to his feet.
Side Russian Legsweep! Davis brings him back up…Snap Suplex! Brings him up again…Vertical Suplex! Brings him up again and T-Bone suplex! Davis is just
hitting every move in the book! He grabs the chair from earlier and CHAIR to the back! Higgins spasms and Adam lifts Higgins to his feet. SNAP DDT onto
the chair! Davis lifts him up…IMPLANT DDT into the chair! Higgins is busted open! Davis sets the chair up and lifts Higgins back to his feet…Another
DDT…HIGGINS LIFTS DAVIS TO HIS SHOULDERS! COLD SHOUL-REVERSED! Davis knows his move and slides off the back of Higgins and shoves him into the turnbuckle!
Higgins hits hard on the exposed turnbuckle and stumbles back into Davis…Davis turns him around and CLARITY! ON THE CHAIR! Higgins falls limp and Davis
sits down on the chair for a moment. He laughs and covers Higgins once again, making sure his feet are off the ropes.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

ROB MARTINEZ: It’s over. Claude stood no chance. Adam was there to out-smart him every chance he had and not even Higgins advanced learning could of helped
him there. Davis wins the match and retains his Number One Contender’s Cup.

Davis climbs out of the ring and makes his way to the back. Higgins lays unmoving in the ring.

REX CALIBER: Claude may need some medical help because he definitely won’t be getting up any time soon.

Higgins is still barely stirring from the after effects of Clarity. “This Is The New Shit” continues to play in the background as Davis celebrates in the
ring, posturing to the fans.

REX CALIBER: Damn, he made some quick work of The Rainman. The only thing raining in this match was moves out of Davis’ arsenal.

ROB MARTINEZ: Hey now, at least Higgins had the guts to step up and take his shot at the Cup.

REX CALIBER: If you would want to call it that.

Davis reaches through the ropes, and demands to be handed a microphone and his Contenders Cup. The crowd shares their thoughts. Fairly mixed, but Davis
shoots them a look as if he is being booed out of the joint. Mic in hand, Davis cocks a grin.

ADAM DAVIS: You know..I volunteered to put my cup on the line against the first challenger that stepped up. When I said that, I had allusions of guys who
were willing to give me a fucking challenge, but then I was greeted by you, Higgins. You know what? You don’t deserve to be in my ring, get the fuck out.
Higgins is gingerly trying to get his bearings, but shoots Adam a look. His hopes are dashed, and it seems he is ready to just leave the ring and avoid
much more disgrace. Before he can full step through the ropes, Davis tosses down the mic, and charges, kicking the ducking Higgins square in the temple.
The Rainman falls to the floor.

REX CALIBER: I guess that’s one way of helping a fellow wrestler exit.

Just as he starts to even try and stir, Higgins is already being kicked numerous times by The Iceman. By now, the fans are growing a little upset, and being
to show their displeasure, but it seems to only push his violence further.

ROB MARTINEZ: Come on! I think he’s had enough. The point has been made.

Adam spits on the downed Higgins, screaming at the REBEL newcomer, but then picks him up, only to prop him against the ring. Davis takes a few steps to
the right and pauses.

ROB MARTINEZ: Good god! He is actually measuring him up, this is sick!

REX CALIBER: Look out, here he comes!

Davis charges at Higgins, leaps and drives his elbow into the face of Higgins, who once again collapses. Davis continues his tirade, but drags the prone
Higgins over to the ring steps and begins to slam his elbow into the steps repeatedly. The sick thuds are echoing throughout the arena and only the jeers
of the fans help nullify the sound.

ROB MARTINEZ: I think the damage has been done already.

REX CALIBER: You heard him this week in this promos, Davis is sick and tired of dealing with men who don’t give the company or his Contenders Cup the respect
it deserves. I wouldn’t be surprised if this wasn’t a message for any man in that back who wouldn’t be able to fight him in a good fight. I just hope Murcielago
pisses him off, I wouldn’t mind seeing his elbow scrambled like this.

Davis then pulls Higgins arm to the left, and then wraps it around the ring post, and all Higgins can do is scream in horror. Not to be outdone, Davis slides
Claude’s elbow between the ring post and the steps. He walks over to the nearest guardrail, and hops up and stands up. The fans to his back are eagerly
wanting to push him off.

ROB MARTINEZ: Please, you can’t be serious!

With a leap, Adam Davis dives off the rail with all his might, and uses all of his momentum to dropkick the stairs, which instantly slam and crunch into
the already injured elbow of Higgins. Those close enough hear a sick crunching noise, and finally Davis ends his assault.

REX CALIBER: Ouch..I think its over at least, he’s already back in the ring with the microphone.

Red in the face, Davis’ frustration can be heard through his words.

ADAM DAVIS: NOW, next time one of you motherfuckers decide to step to me, you better make god damn sure you come correct. I would offer MY cup to the next
challenger, but I know some waste of semen like that bitch over there could come barreling through from the back to ruin things..Therefore, I will do something
that apparently this company’s bitch ass top champion doesn’t have the balls to do.

REX CALIBER: Please be to cripple Murcielago. Please be cripple Murcielago.

ROB MARTINEZ: After his actions, I wonder if he wants to defend his cup in a match with a nursing home, and enough about Murcielago, don’t you have faith
in the two matches he already has to endure.

REX CALIBER: That bitch is lucky he survived Mr. Mexico, let alone Young AND Darko.

Davis is enjoying some of the heated reactions from the fans, as he smiles, and walks over to lift his Contenders Cup and kiss it.

ADAM DAVIS: Like I was saying…Since Roberts has yet to really make his belt worth a thing, then I will make the Cup something to be proud about. That’s
right, I am defending it on the very next show against one of the men who are actually towards the top of the official REBEL Pro rankings. I didn’t want
to have to choose, so instead, I am proud to challenge the winner of tonight’s match between Murcielago and Thomas Young. The winner of that fight should
rightfully be the second ranked man in this company, and I want to beat the shit out of either to help continue my reign of success as the holder of the
Contenders Cup. Get used to only the best matches for the Cup because I will be demanding that at least one prize in this company is given the respect
and effort it deserves. Only the best man around will get their mitts on this bad boy.

The boos continue as Davis kisses the cup one more time before exiting out to “This Is The New Shit.” The crowd jeers at Adam, especially after he flinches
at the injured Higgins, who is being helped by paramedics at ringside.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the REBEL Pro World Tag Team Championships. Making their way to the
ring–

Jenny is interrupted by the sounds of “Censored Truth” by Naked Aggression. Yes, C.A.B.S. is coming down to the ring, and they don’t look happy. The fans
don’t look happy either, cursing and shouting at the most hated tag team in REBEL Pro. The hate just rolls right over Ace, Steven, and Rosie, though, and
they stand in the middle of the ring, Ace gesturing to Jenny for the microphone.

ROB MARTINEZ: C.A.B.S. is in the ring, Rex, and they don’t look happy about things.

REX CALIBER: You know, in my day, the champions came out SECOND, to soak up all that extra glory. These C.A.B.S. guys do everything ass-backwards.

ROB MARTINEZ: Maybe they have something to say about their tag-team opponents tonight, Rex. We haven’t heard from or seen Manny X or his “mystery partner”
at all this past week.

Ace finally gets his microphone, and addresses the crowd.

ACE ADAMS: Now, I’m sure you idiots were looking forward to seeing Manny X and whatever piece of garbage he managed to haul out of the bins behind the Bingo
Hall. But that’s not happening. Manny X isn’t here tonight, and that means only one thing. It means–

But the crowd starts chanting at him, drowning him out. “EL ASESINO LOCO! EL ASESINO LOCO!” Ace starts turning red in the face, and Steven takes the microphone
from him.

STEVEN WYLDE: SHUT UP YOU MISCREANTS! The fact of the matter is that C.A.B.S. is the best tag team in REBEL Pro, we’re the tag team champions, and that
no-talent Manny X is AFRAID of facing us. So since we don’t have any opponents here tonight, we win by default! And that means we RETAIN these titles.
Ring the damn bell!

The crowd’s booing only intensifies, as C.A.B.S. hold their title belts up and mock the crowd. Rosie Cheeks starts screaming at the timekeeper’s table “RING
THE BELL!” It’s chaos. It’s pandemonium. And then, it gets even worse.

“BAD BOYS, BAD BOYS!” Joey Malone comes out from the back, microphone in one hand, hockey stick in the other. He looks pumped.

JOEY MALONE: Hold on there, folks! My tag team partner’s not here right now, but I don’t need Manny X to pin you guys again!

ROSIE CHEEKS: YOU’RE the mystery partner!?!

JOEY MALONE: You’re damn right I am! When Manny X asked me to partner up with him last week, of course I said yes. The Bad Boy couldn’t wait to tangle with
C.A.B.S. again! That is, of course, unless you guys are…chicken!

Ace, Steven, and Rosie all look surprised at each other, but then break out laughing.

STEVEN WYLDE: Okay, Joey, you got it. One night only, because you demanded it, Joey Malone and C.A.B.S. in a handicap match!

REX CALIBER: This isn’t smart at all, that win last night went straight to his empty head… straight to it!

The crowd pops, the bell rings, and Joey Malone runs down to ringside, sliding into the ring and taking a swing at Steven Wylde with the hockey stick, but
from the apron Ace Adams quickly grabs it out of his hands and throws it out of the ring. Joey stands still, shocked, and Steven Wylde rushes at him–SPEAR!
Joey Malone was nearly speared back to Canada, and Steven Wylde saunters over to his corner to tag in Ace Adams. Joey Malone struggles to his feet, and
Ace hits a quick elbow to the back of Joey’s head, then scoops him up, no wait, Reverse DDT! Ace Adams laughs as the crowd starts booing, giving Joey a
little time to crawl to the edge of the ring, trying to grab some kind of foreign object. But Ace gets to him just before he rolls out of the ring and
hauls him to his feet, then whips him into C.A.B.S.’s corner. Quick body splash and Steven Wylde gets tagged in, and starts firing lefts and rights at
Joey Malone.

ROB MARTINEZ: Malone’s got NO chance here, folks. I mean, even WITH a partner, he probably wouldn’t have a chance.

REX CALIBER: That little fucker’s got heart. Too bad he doesn’t have any talent.

In a matter of minutes Joey Malone has become C.A.B.S.’ punching bag, but they don’t want to get the pin that quickly. They want to make up for their loss
last week to him and Kyle Roberts, and now they’re toying with him, letting him get a little breathing room to get a steel chair from the outside, then
Steven Wylde spins him around so he drops the chair, dropkick from Ace Adams! There’s no way Joey Malone’s walking away from this one.

“WE’RE NOT GOING TO TAKE IT!!”

COMMISSIONER WARREN comes from the back, a microphone in hand, and everyone in the ring (except poor, stunned Joey) turns to look at the curtain. The crowd
goes APE FECES! Warren flashes a huge grin, then starts talking.

WARREN: Whoah, whoah, whoah, dudes! Strange things are afoot at the REBEL Arena! That is majorly heinous, pounding on Joey Malone like that. He’s just tryin’
his best, and you two douches can’t cut him any slack? BOGUS, DUDES!

Ace and Steven start screaming at Warren to leave, but Warren’s not done yet.

WARREN: Well dudes, I don’t wanna bust up your party…but I’m gonna. See, I was just finishing up my Big Gulp backstage, and then I saw what you guys were
doing. It’s not cool, guys. So I decided something. And I’m just saying, that as my last official act as commissioner of REBEL Pro…I’m gonna be Joey’s
tag team partner tonight! So start the match again, ‘cuz Warren’s comin’ to town!

And with that, he takes off for the ring at breakneck speed; Ace and Steven stumble away from Joey Malone, and Warren gets in the ring, looking like he
could take on both C.A.B.S. members at once. But this is a tag match, so as Joey Malone crawls over to his corner, Steven Wylde steps out into the center
as Ace Adams smiles and heads to the apron. Wylde and Warren square off, one, two, three, four steps, then go for the lock-up. Steven Wylde is easily out-muscling
Warren, but Warren’s as slippery as a heat-lamp hot dog, and he goes for the quick DDT, then climbs up to the top rope for a Super Big Gulp…AND HITS
IT! Full rotation, perfectly executed, and Steven Wylde’s SQUISHEE’D. Warren goes for the pin, but Ace breaks it up at two, then hurries back to his corner.
Warren shouts at him “Not cool, dude!”, but then goes back to Steven. He whips him into the far ropes, toes for the springboard cross-body, nails it! Not
going for the pin, though, he lifts Wylde to his feet, but Wylde fires off with a hard right and nails Warren, who stumbles back, SPEARSPEARSPEAR! A desperation
move from Steven Wylde, and now both opponents are laid out on the floor. The referee starts the double-count-out, but Steven Wylde’s up at three, crawling
over to his corner, while Warren just lies there on his side. Steven tags in Ace, who struts over to Warren–roll-up! Warren was just conserving his energy,
and now here’s the pin attempt, one, two, kick-out at three. Ace and Warren stare at each other, a big sloppy grin on Warren’s face. But it’s not just
because he caught him off-guard. It’s because Joey’s creeping up behind him with a chair. Ace is no dummy, though, and whirls around to nail Malone with
a kick to the gut, and he falls to the ground, the chair clattering to his feet. Warren’s up to his feet, but Ace nails him with the Brainbuster, and both
men are out in the ring. Ace goes to cover Warren…but then reconsiders.

And he goes back to pick up the chair.

The crowd is SCREAMING, so loud that Ace can’t hear Steven and Rosie shouting at him to put the chair down. He lifts the chair over his head, about to smash
it into Warren’s face, and then he realizes what he’s doing. He turns to his corner, but Steven and Rosie aren’t there. They’re halfway up the aisle, walking
to the curtain. Ace calls out after them to stay, but they don’t even turn their heads to acknowledge him. Ace’s face screws up into a grimace, turning
red, and he lifts the chair again…but Joey Malone from behind with an axe handle to the back! Ace drops to one knee, and Joey drops him with a DDT. Ace
is on the mat, and Joey goes to help his tag team partner up. It’s Ace Adams in the handicap match now, against Joey Malone and Warren. Ace gets to his
feet, and rushes at Joey, who quickly rolls out of the ring, so he turns back to Warren, who’s already running at him–FACEBUSTER! Ace is down, and Joey’s
coming back into the ring. With the ring bell. Ace gets to his feet, Joey swings with all his might, and just barely connects with Ace’s jaw, spinning
him back to Warren. Anyone hungry? Because Warren’s going for the Microwave Burrito Buster! Ace Adams is down, but there’s no pin. Joey Malone locks on
the BearTamer, and Ace Adams is gritting his teeth, trying not to tap out. That is, until Warren applies the Camel Clutch. Ace holds out for…about one
second. Then he cries out “I GIVE UP! I GIVE UP!”

JENNY JERSEY: And here are your winners..and NEW REBEL PRO WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS… WARREN AND JOEY MALONE!!!

C.A.B.S. are shattered. Ace Adams is broken. Joey Malone is stunned. Warren is crowd-surfing. Anything can happen in REBEL Pro! Warren and Joey Malone just
shocked the WORLD!

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JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and gentlemen, I have been asked to announce that Adam Davis has challenged the winner of the next match to fight him at Winter Blast
for the Number One Contender’s Cup. On February sixth, you will either see Thomas Young or Murcielago faces Adam Davis!

And now, our next match. It is scheduled for one fall, and the only way you can win is by making your opponent submit.

Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred and forty five pounds! He is from Hollywood, Florida, and he is accompanied by his brother, Jeff James! This
is THOMAS YOUNG!

To the sounds of Demon Hunter, Thomas Young enters the ring to a mixed reaction. A towel draped around his neck, he doesn’t acknowledge the fans that boo
him.

REX CALIBER: I was talking to Thomas Young backstage, and he was telling me that he’s been working on his submission moves all week!

ROB MARTINEZ: Did you talk to Murcielago as well?

REX CALIBER: Why would I do a stupid thing like that? Dude wants to kill me!

“Da Graveyard” starts to play, and some people cheer, others boo as Murcielago hits the ramp.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent! From Manhattan, New York City, he weighs two hundred and ninety-five pounds! He is MURCIELAGO!

REX CALIBER: And he’s wearing enough bandages to audition as The Mummy!

Rex is right. Murc’s got his right eye taped up, his torso bandaged, and he’s massaging his neck as he walks down to the ring, murder in his eyes.

ROB MARTINEZ: And Enzo is nowhere to be found after he was brawling with Mr. B during the Zamunda Street Fight.

REX CALIBER: It doesn’t look like Murcielago’s in any shape to be fighting Thomas Young. Which is a damn shame because the only way Murc’s going to be able
to get his hands on me is if he beats Young in this submission match!

As Murc passes the announcers desk, he takes a menacing look at Rex.

REX CALIBER: Don’t look at me, fool! Look at the man you have to beat!

Murc enters the ring, and Dale McDonald explains the rules to both men and calls for the bell. DING! Murcielago lunges at Young, who ducks out of the way
at the last second, and elbows Murc in the back, right where the ribs are taped.

ROB MARTINEZ: Smart move by Thomas Young, focusing on the injuries suffered in the Street Fight earlier tonight.

REX CALIBER: That’s why I chose him as a member of the Crimes! He’s a former REBEL tag champ! He knows enough about anatomy to make you really hurt.

Murcielago scowls in pain, and lashes around, throwing a clothesline and knocking Young down. He stomps on Young’s leg, a few times, then flips Young over,
grabbing the leg and pulling it into a single leg crab. Young pounds the mat as he tries to wriggle out of the submission hold, and Murcielago takes the
time to try to recover a little bit, conserving his strength for later on. Young manages to grab the ropes, and McDonald calls for the break. Murc shakes
his head and waits until Dale gets to the count of four before releasing his hold on the leg of Thomas Young. Murc drags Thomas into the middle of the
ring, and pulls him up. DDT drops Thomas Young back down!

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, that’s one way of taking Young down. If he’s unconscious, it’s game over.

REX CALIBER: Pppft. Like a DDT’ll knock Young out. Murcielago’s no Jake “The Snake.”

It might not knock Young out, but he’s sure feeling the effects from having his head driven into the mat. Murc picks him back up and lifts him into the
air, driving Young’s leg down onto his knee for a monster shinbreaker. Young cries out in pain, as Murcielago locks in a grapevine ankle lock. Jeff James
looks on, concerned, but he’s not entering the ring. “Come on, bro! You can beat it!” Young grabs for the ropes, but he’s not quite there. He tries dragging
himself a little closer, but it’s hard when you’ve got three hundred pounds to carry along with you. But a few inches is all Young needs, and he’s able
to finally… Get the ropes. A part of the audience cheers, as another section groans in seeing a former member of the Crimes not submit. McDonald calls
for the break, and Murcielago lets go, cursing out loud.

Murc grabs Young again and hauls him up, but Young rakes the right eye of his opponent, causing Murcielago to let go in pain. Young lays a few elbows into
the taped ribs, making Murc shudder. Young grabs the front of Murc, pushing him down towards the mat, and hits an STO Backbreaker. Murc cries out in pain,
and Young tries to lock in the Anaconda Vice. Murcielago wants no part in that, however, and powers out of the setup, throwing Young into the turnbuckle
as he tries to recover.

ROB MARTINEZ: Murcielago is definitely feeling the effects of the Street Fight. How can a man give his all in a brutal match like that, only to have a second
match in the night where he has to make a fresh Thomas Young tap out?

REX CALIBER: Hey, he put himself into this situation.

ROB MARTINEZ: What are you talking about? You’re the man who gave him two matches tonight!

REX CALIBER: The punk never had to take me up on the offer!

Young manages to recover, and runs at Murcielago at half speed, thanks to the leg wrenching, only to receive a SPINEBUSTER! Murc, very tired, rolls up Young,
waiting for a pinfall that doesn’t get counted. He clues in, and instead twists Young over into a Sharpshooter. Young is crying out in pain here, and Jeff
James is ready to roll into the ring on his brother’s behalf. Young sees him and yells at him to stay away from this. Jeff takes his brother’s advice,
but he’s not looking too happy about it. Meanwhile, Murcielago is wrenching the legs and back of Thomas Young, but Young manages, once again, to grab the
ropes! McDonald calls for the break, and this time, Murc waits until four before releasing the hold, giving Young the most damage he can.

Murc smirks, thinking it’s just a matter of time before Young taps out by one of his submissions. But right now? It’s time to tenderize Thomas. Murcielago
picks him up, with a grunt, and hauls him up for a POWERBO- Young shifts his weight, and grabs the neck, turning it into a cutter. Bam! The crowd goes
nuts for the reversal. “RE-BEL PRO! RE-BEL PRO!” Both men are on the mat, in pain. Young manages to get up first, and hooks both arms, trying to get him
into the air for a Tiger Driver.

ROB MARTINEZ: If Young can pull this maneuver off on a two hundred and ninety pound behemoth like Murcielago, I’d be amazed.

REX CALIBER: Prepare to be amazed, bitch! My boy knows what he’s doing!

Murc flips up, throwing Young over his head and onto the mat.

REX CALIBER: Lucky break.

Murc grabs Young’s hair, and throws his head under his arm, and signals to the crowd. Some cheer as Murc hits the Drop Top, his signature sit down powerbomb.
Young’s down and most likely out, and who happens to appear at the ramp and run down to ringside? Prince Darko, still in his singlet and ever-present mask.
Murc prepares to throw Young into another Sharpshooter, but Darko slides under the ring, and just at the point where Murc notices him, it’s Over and Out.
Murcielago holds his neck in pain, and Darko slides back out, where a fuming Jeff James confronts him. “What the fuck was that?” “Yo, I’m just protecting
my partner.” “He’s not your partner, and he doesn’t need protection!”

Young manages to get up, and sees the downed Murc. He sits Murc up and locks in the Anaconda Vice. Murcielago’s neck is pressured, and Murc tries his best
to get out of the hold. He struggles and struggles! And ever so softly, he drifts to unconsciousness. Dale McDonald lifts his arm. It drops. McDonald holds
it back up again and releases. It drops. Once more, the ref hold up the arm of Murcielago.

It drops.

Dale McDonald calls for the bell.

JENNY JERSEY: Your winner, by KO… THOMAS YOUNG!

Some fans boo, some fans cheer the performance that Young had. Young? All he’s concerned with is why his brother’s arguing with Prince Darko. Young rolls
out of the ring, and puts two and two together.

“Why the hell did you come out?”

“Where’s my thanks, bitch?”

“I didn’t need your fuck help!”

“Dude was big! You needed help!”

“I said, I don’t need your help, Darko!”

“YOU CAN’T WHOOP ME!”

REX CALIBER: If you’ll excuse me a sec, Martinez.

ROB MARTINEZ: Where are you going?

Rex Caliber enters the ring, where Dale McDonald has just revived Murcielago. Murc’s laying on the ground, trying to recover. Rex picks up a house microphone.
REX CALIBER: Murcielago, I put you through these two matches to see if you deserved a shot at me, and I’ve come to think that you didn’t show me enough
to get me back in this ring. There is no match between you and me! But I do have a chance for you to redeem yourself at “Winter Blast.” All you gotta do
is last 30 mins in the ring with… I’ll let you know later!

Rex drops the mic and heads back to the desk as Dale McDonald assists Murcielago out of the ring. Thomas Young and Jeff James are walking back through the
curtain, as Prince Darko follows them angrily, shouting at them.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the REBEL World Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first, the challenger,
weighing in at two hundred thirty pounds and hailing from Paducha, Kentucky…”THE SHOW” CHAD KURTIS!

“Cocky” hits the speakers and out comes Chad Kurtis. He makes his way to the ring with a very confident look on his face. He slides into the ring and stands
in his corner, that look of confidence never fades even as Kyle Roberts makes his way to the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: Chad Kurtis won the World Heavyweight Championship in what has been called a cheap way. He held it for two weeks until Kyle Roberts gained
it back in a submission match. I think that Chad wants to prove that he can get the title in a real match, not after Stylin’ Kyle went an entire match
with Thomas Young.

REX CALIBER: Cheap things are always easy, but some expensive things are easy, I know from first hand experience. Chad probably wants to prove that he’s
not cheap and win back the gold.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing second, weighing in at two hundred fifty-seven pounds and hailing from Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan, he is the reigning REBEL World
Heavyweight Champion…STYLIN’ KYLE ROBERTS!

Roberts makes his way to the ring with a smirk on his face. The fans give him a great ovation, but his eyes never leave the ring and while walking to the
ring he rubs the World title that is fastened around his waist. He slides into the ring and hands the belt to referee Dale McDonald.

ROB MARTINEZ: It’s been a war of words between these two all week. Kyle Roberts has called Chad Kurtis an underachiever and has basically said that his
title reign was cheap. Chad comes into this match wanting to get the title back and prove he can achieve greatness in REBEL, but he’ll have to go through
Stylin’ Kyle first.

REX CALIBER: Chad can win this match. He just lost the last one ’cause it was a submission match. This is a singles match, Kyle is beatable!

ROB MARTINEZ: What happened in your last match against Kyle then?

REX CALIBER: SHUT UP MARTINEZ!

ROB MARTINEZ: It’s a dead topic.

The bell sounds and the match is underway. The two lock up in the center of the ring. Kyle gains the upper hand with a knee to the gut and then whips Chad
into the far turnbuckle. Roberts makes his way over to the turnbuckle and lands two right hands to the face of Chad Kurtis before he starts chopping away
at his chest. CHOP! The crowd yells out “woo” after each chop. CHOP! Kurtis’ chest is getting a bit pink where the stinging chops from Kyle Roberts are
landing. Kyle stops chopping at Chad’s chest and decides to whip Kurtis across the ring to the other turnbuckle. Whip. Reversed! Kyle Roberts gets whipped
into the turnbuckle and stumbles backwards out of it. Chad runs and grabs Kyle from behind and tries to land a German Suplex but Kyle reverses it and tries
to land one of his own. Chad hooks his leg and stops from being Suplexed. A couple of elbows from Chad to Kyle’s ribs and Chad reversed the hold again!
German Suplex! He’s landed one, can he lands all three?! Two! There’s two, and Three! Chad gets up off the mat and smiles. He heads to the turnbuckle,
BEST MOONSAULT EVER!

ROB MARTINEZ: It could be over here!

REX CALIBER: I don’t care what the move is called, I’ve seen better moonsaults. You should’ve seen me in my prime, I was able to land 900 splashes.

Chad has the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

Kick out after two. Chad scoops Kyle off of the mat and brings him to his feet. He sends a right hand to Kyle Roberts’ face and tries to land a superkick.
Kyle moves and grabs Chad’s foot. He sweeps the other leg and tries to lock in the Bear-Tamer! He’s got Chad on his stomach and has both

of his legs. Chad
is scrambling to get to the ropes. Can Kyle Roberts lock it in? No, Chad Kurtis clawed his way to the ropes and was able to grab the bottom rope before
Kyle Roberts could lock in the Bear-Tamer. Roberts lifts Chad Kurtis off of the mat and shoots him into the ropes and lands a Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker
and Kurtis squirms on the mat holding his back. The World champ runs towards the ropes and tries for a Lionsault. Kurtis rolls out of the way! Roberts
wants to end the match now but Chad Kurtis isn’t going to lose that easily. Both men are beginning to get back to their feet and now they begin to exchange
punches. Kurtis lands a right hand, Roberts returns a right, Kurtis lands another right, and so does Roberts. Kyle sends a knee to the midsection of Kurtis
doubling him over, DDT! Roberts lands a big DDT and then a Lionsault! The match could be done here! Referee Dale McDonald goes to the mat to make the count.
ONE!

TWO!

TH–Kick Out!

REX CALIBER: C’mon Chad he’s beatable!

ROB MARTINEZ: I asked before, but not this time.

REX CALIBER: What about the other two hundred times I beat Kyle Roberts? One loss and I catch more flak than a B-24 over Germany. Damn.

The World champ looks annoyed that he cannot put away Chad Kurtis with the Lionsault and scoops him off the mat. Kyle grabs Chad’s arm and locks in a hammer
lock. Chad tries breaking the hold by sending an elbow into the midsection of Kyle but he doesn’t break the hold. He tries again and still can’t break
the hold. Chad tries an elbow again, but this time to the face of Kyle Roberts and Roberts stumbles backwards a bit and Chad breaks the hold. Chad runs
against the ropes and hits Kyle with a clothesline that sends him to the mat. Chad goes through the ropes to the ring apron and waits for Kyle to stand
up. Roberts gets to his feet and Chad jumps and lands a springboard dropkick that sends Roberts back down! Kurtis wastes no time and runs and lands a standing
shooting star press and makes a cover. Kick out at a count of two by Kyle Roberts.

ROB MARTINEZ: This match has been back and forth so far, neither man seems to have the upper hand.

Chad is on his feet and he whips the champ into the ropes and bends forward to set up a back body drop and Kyle counters with a big running DDT. Roberts
gets to his feet and Chad Kurtis uses the ropes nearby to help him get back on his feet. Kurtis is leaning on the ropes and Roberts comes running and clotheslines
him over the top rope to the floor outside. Roberts slides under the bottom rope and then lifts Kurtis off the floor and leans him against the barricade
and begins to chop away at his chest. After each chop the crowd again lets out a “woo”. Chop, chop, chop, on the bear skin of Chad Kurtis and his chest
is looking very red. Kyle grabs Kurtis by the back of the head and walks him over to the ring stairs and slams his head into the ring stairs and then whips
him into the barricade by where ring announcer Jenny Jersey is seated. Kyle walks over to Chad, who is slouched against the barricade, and chops his chest
a couple more times and then goes over and gets his favorite thing, the ring bell. Chad gains his balance and then Kyle Roberts comes in with the ring
bell, but Kurtis ducks and sends several quick right hands to Kyle’s face and Kyle drops the ring bell. Kurtis lands a couple more rights to the face and
then takes Roberts’ hand and whips him into the stairs. Kyle hits the stairs hard and flips over them head first. Kurtis goes over and rolls Kyle Roberts
into the ring. Chad whips Kyle into the ropes. Off the rebound a super kick! Kurtis lands a huge super kick on Kyle Roberts! He goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE–FOOT ON THE ROPES!

ROB MARTINEZ: Kyle Roberts never forgets where he is in the ring. Even after he took that huge super kick he still knew where he was. Remember, smarter
than you.

REX CALIBER: I think he was just lucky. Yeah, lucky. He probably just threw his foot out there wondering if he could hit a rope, I bet he didn’t know he
was that close. He’s not THAT smart. Rob, I bet you’re smarter than…Nevermind.

Chad Kurtis thought he had the match won there. Kyle begins to get to his feet and Kurtis hits several right hands to the face. Chad whips Kyle into the
turnbuckle and then makes his way over there. He begins chopping away at Kyle’s chest now. Chop! Chop! Chop! Each chop echoing throughout the arena. Chad
stops the chops and starts laying in right hands to the face again. He lands several rights and then Roberts blocks one and returns a right. Chad lands
another right and Kyle follows it up with a right hand as well, and another. Kyle is battling his way out of the corner. He hits another right to Kurtis’
face and then bounces off the ropes and lands a clothesline sending Chad to the mat. Kyle leans against the ropes and Chad sits up on the mat and tries
getting to his feet but Kyle Roberts put him back on the canvas with a Polar-izer! Chad is down and Kyle flips him over onto his stomach and tries to set
up for the Bear-Tamer again. He’s got both legs but before he can even start the hold Kurtis scrambles to the nearest rope. Kyle looks annoyed and drags
Kurtis back to the center of the ring and tries to lock in the Bear-Tamer again. Chad rolls over onto his back and kicks Roberts in the chest with the
free foot and Kyle stumbles back into the ropes. Kurtis gets to his feet and the two lock up in the center of the ring. Kyle reverses the grapple and lands
a reverse DDT! He scoops Kurtis off of the mat and gives him a kick to the gut doubling him over. Death Valley Driver! Kyle Roberts lands a big move that
plants Chad Kurtis on the mat! Roberts runs and goes for a Lion Tamer, Chad rolls out of the way! Both men are down in the center of the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: This match is constantly back and forth. Just when it seems one man has the momentum and the upper hand he loses it and it becomes a level
playing field again. Both men are down in the ring, who’s going to get to their feet first?

The two men begin getting to their feet. Chad is on his feet first and Kyle not even a second after Chad is on his feet now as well. The two exchange right
hands to the face again. Chad blocks one of Kyle’s punches and sends a boot to the midsection doubling over the world champ. CK FINALE! Chad Kurtis just
landed the CK FINALE!

ROB MARTINEZ: The match is over right here! It’s over!

REX CALIBER: Attaboy Chad! I told you he was beatable, now just make the damn cover!

Chad stares at Kyle in the ring and hesitates to make the cover. Gloating for a minute.

Suddenly the lights go out! It’s pitch black in the arena nobody can see a thing. The lights come back on and Stone Zellor is standing in the middle of
the ring with a steel chair! Chad Kurtis and Kyle Roberts are both down in the ring and they both are bleeding. Zellor grabs Roberts’ arm and drapes it
across Chad Kurtis and the ref makes the count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Referee Dale McDonald calls for the bell. The match is over.

JENNY JERSEY: Here is your winner and still REBEL World Heavyweight Champion, KYLE ROBERTS!

Stone Zellor takes the World title belt and hoists it up high in the air above his head and he then drapes the belt across Kyle Roberts’ chest and exits
the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: We just found out today that Stone Zellor has signed with REBEL-Pro. We was sworn to secrecy and threatened with our jobs if we leaked it.
We have no idea as to why he came to REBEL, however, we can only guess after this that his lust for gold is his reason for coming here. Maybe REBEL Rules
might allow him to win the big one.

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INTERMISSION TO SET UP CAGE!

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The cage is finally set up. The fans are ready for some steel bending, bone crushing, blood letting action. There is no door on the cage, but an open space
where the door should be. Easy access for the competitors, and easy exit as well.

JENNY JERSEY: This match is the first of TWO Scramble Cage Matches. This match is the tag team Scramble Cage Match, with the winner receiving a World Tag
Team Title shot at “Winter Blast”.

ROB MARTINEZ: It’s finally time, and we have no idea the entry order. Two men start the match and then every ninety seconds a new wrestler enters the fray.
So it will indeed be the luck of the draw to see who gets his partner into the match first.

REX CALIBER: I wrestled in a similar match back in October. A Steel Cage Melee, the difference was that all the wrestlers entered the cage at the start
of the match. This one is unique, a Rumble style of feel to it. A fall won’t be counted until the last wrestler enters the ring. Hell, the referee for
this match, Jimmy Johnson won’t even enter the cage until then. Truly anything goes tonight in Raleigh.

ROB MARTINEZ: Indeed, lets find out who has what it takes to boast Tag Team SUPREMACY!

JENNY JERSEY: The first entrant is…

“Sweet Dreams” by Marilyn Manson begins to play, and out comes one half of the Deadpool, Bronx Williams. The fans give him a mixed reaction.

JENNY JERSEY: BRONX WILLIAMS!

He looks at the cage, and takes a deep breath before entering.

ROB MARTINEZ: Last week, him and his partner destroyed Team Amazing, who got released following their debut match. Can they keep it going?

REX CALIBER: Tough call, we haven’t seen them compete against really good talent yet…but that changes tonight.

JENNY JERSEY: And the second entrant in to the Scramble Cage…

“American Nightmare” by Rob Zombie plays and out walks the huge Matthew Kurtis. He gets booed heavily. He looks at the cage and smiles, then gets in.

JENNY JERSEY: THE AMERICAN NIGHTMARE, MATTHEW KURTIS!

ROB MARTINEZ: The returning Bluegrass Badass has a lot to prove.

REX CALIBER: Any ring rust you think after being suspended in both the NAPW and REBEL?

ROB MARTINEZ: If he has any, he might get it out of his system here in the first bit of this match.

Ding. The match begins and Matthew wastes little time getting in the face of Bronx Williams. Bronx attempts a punch, but Matthew catches it quickly and
lays an elbow across the face of Bronx. Matthew scoops up the dazed Deadpool member and slams him hard to the mat. He bounces off the ropes and drops a
leg across the throat/chest of Bronx. Kurtis quickly picks up Bronx and throws him into the ropes… Kurtis runs at the same time, and CLOTHESLINE FROM
KENTUCKY! Kurtis is standing tall in the middle of the ring.

From American Nightmare to, “American Idiot” by Green Day. Brent Taylor runs out and the girls go crazy for the blond heartbreaker. He wastes little time,
and gets in the ring quickly.

JENNY JERSEY: The next entrant is BRENT TAYLOR!

ROB MARTINEZ: Kurtis has showed dominance so far, but will the High Flying Daredevil take over the match?

Brent goes straight after Kurtis, as Bronx lays in a heap in the middle of the ring. Spinning wheel kick takes the big man… no not yet. It knocked him
into the cage and ropes, but it didn’t take him down. Brent then goes for a Spinning Clothesline that connects. Bronx Williams gets up as Kurtis goes down.
Brent doesn’t see Bronx. Bronx whips Brent around, throws him into the ropes and goes for his SPINEBUSTER.. BUT IT’S REVERSED INTO A DDT! All three men
are down, but Brent is getting to his feet.

“Bring Da Noise” by Public Enemy and the first full tag team will be complete. Michael Davidson walks down, and he isn’t smiling. He has a trash can full
of weapons and he leaves it on the outside of the ring.

JENNY JERSEY: The next entrant is MICHAEL DAVIDSON… The Team of IMPACT INC. is complete.

ROB MARTINEZ: This is very good for the team of Impact Inc. They can now double team guys, until another team get complete.

REX CALIBER: This Davidson guy is one crazed looking cat. He already has a steel chair in the ring.

Indeed he does, and as Bronx gets to his feet…. WHAM.. THE CHAIR BENDS OVER THE HEAD OF BRONX WILLIAMS. Taylor goes up top and Davidson picks up Bronx
Williams for an Alabama Slam… Taylor with a SWANTON BOMB… They call that combo: WITH A BULLET! Matthew Kurtis has been biding his time and gets Davdison
from behind. He twists him around and SIDE SLAM ON DAVIDSON! Taylor doesn’t like seeing his partner get planted, and attacks Kurtis. Kurtis and Taylor
are exchanging right hands. Kurtis knocks Taylor to the ground.

Johnny Cash’s “Cocaine Blues” starts up as the fans boo the younger Prescott. He runs and climbs the cage. He is up top. He jumps off trying for his Corkscrew
Clothesline but Kurtis moves, and Prescott hits hard.

ROB MARTINEZ: He entered so fast, Jenny Jersey didn’t have time to announce him, but that’s Grayson Prescott laying in the middle of the ring.

REX CALIBER: That was one fucked up move he just tried, and failed it miserably.

Kurtis picks up Grayson and is going for the Bluegrass Bomb. Davidson grabs something out of the trash can near the doorway of the cage. He has a golf club.
Grayson is POWERBOMBED out of his boots, but a second later Matthew Kurtis gets nailed in the back with the club. Bronx is getting up and Taylor is waiting
for his chance… STEP UP ENZIGURI! Kurtis and Davidson are battling. They exit the ring and are on the outside. Davidson gets a fork from a fan at ringside
and STABS THE FOREHEAD OF MATTHEW KURTIS! Kurtis is streaming blood and is down to one knee.

Justin Timberlake’s music brings out Matthew’s brother Jonothan just in the nick of time.

JENNY JERSEY: The next competitor is JONOTHAN KURTIS!

REX CALIBER: The Bluegrass Heartthrob is fighting with Davidson.

ROB MARTINEZ: Wait… what is Brent Taylor doing?

Brent Taylor climbs the to the top of the cage. He looks crazed as the crowd go apeshit crazy. He sees his partner getting ganged up on by the bleeding
Matthew and the fresh Jonothan.

ROB MARTINEZ: HOOOLLLY SHIIIIT! SUDDEN IMPACT FROM THE TOP OF THE CAGE!

REX CALIBER: All four men are down, including his partner.

REBEL! REBEL! That rings throughout the arena. Bronx is trying to get up in the middle of the ring. So does Grayson Prescott. Grayson gets nailed by Bronx.
He tries some buzzsaw kicks but most are blocked. They both go in opposite directions, bouncing off the ropes… DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE!

“The Alcoholik” by Superjoint Ritual and outcomes Ian Smith and Krusty Kid Paul. They get booed heavily, probably cause this area of the country HATES IAN
SMITH! Ian is holding the NAPW tag team championship for KKP. KKP bypasses the carnage of men on the outside of the cage and enters the cage.

JENNY JERSEY: The next entrant is KRUSTY KID PAUL!

He enters and gets hit in the head with a fist by Bronx Williams. He quickly kicks Bronx in the stomach and PILE DRIVER ON BRONX! Paul gets back up and
is attacked from behind by over anxious Grayson Prescott. He quickly turns around with a back elbow, dazing Prescott. A knee smash follows, then SPINE
BUSTER ON GRAYSON! Brent Taylor is getting up and enters the ring. He and KKP exchange words, but Taylor is getting cheered big time. They lock up and
KKP grabs a headlock and bulldogs Taylor down. Davidson is the next to enter the ring, and tries is going toe to toe with KKP.

“I Walk Alone” and out comes the huge Deacon Frost… Matthew Kurtis spots him and goes over to meet him before he enters the cage. Matthew is bleeding,
Deacon doesn’t back up and the huge men start swinging. From the crowd Jonothan Kurtis comes with a chair, trying to sneak up behind Frost. CHAIR SHOT
TO FROST! Frost shakes it off and turns around. CHAIR SHOT TO THE FACE OF FROST. He backs up some, Matthew demands the chair from his brother and BLASTS
FROST IN THE HEAD. FROST IS DOWN AND OUTCOLD! In the ring Davidson has the advantage on KKP and is digging the fork into the arm of KKP. KKP yells out
in pain.

WE FALL, WE FALL! And the crowd gives a mixed reaction to Tommy Deathrow.

JENNY JERSEY: The next entrant is THE SUPERSTAR, TOMMY DEATHROW! The Team of S.A.D is complete.

Tommy doesn’t get near the cage, but rather waits at the entrance. He gets a beer from the vendor and downs it. He gets another one… downs it. He yells
at Ian to pay the vendor, which Ian Smith quickly does. Tommy gets two more beers, just in case. In the ring Jonothan and Matthew are back in the mix,
leaving Deacon Frost unconscious. Taylor and Jonothan start battling, Taylor scoring a drop kick on the self proclaimed Hearthrob. KKP gets the fork from
Davidson as Matthew holds Davidson from behind. KKP STABS DAVIDSON ABOVE THE RIGHT EYE! Blood spurts out and gets in the face of KKP.

ROB MARTINEZ: Only one man left to enter the fray, Grayson’s brother… Alexander.

“Requeim (the Fifth)” by Trans-Siberian Orchestra starts to play. He enters through the curtain and BOOT TO THE GUT! DEATHROW DRIVER ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR!
He adds insult to the injury and TOTAL NONSTOP TOMMY! Jimmy Johnson enters the ring, to make a count if needed. Davidson is down bleeding. Matthew gets
school boy style rolled up by Taylor.

ONE!

TWO!

Jonothan Kurtis stops it. Taylor and Kurtis battle to the outside and start chopping one another. Tommy enters the ring finally. Bronx Williams receives
a DEATHROW DRIVER! Tommy throws him out through the doorway. Matthew is getting up and picks up Grayson over his head… he tosses him onto TOMMY! Grayson
hooks the leg after they fall.

ONE!

TWO!

Matthew boots him in the head. He throws Grayson into the cage. Grayson is bleeding pretty good.

REX CALIBER: Bronx is trying to get back in the ring… is he stupid?

Bronx does in fact crawl into the ring. Davidson and Tommy begin brawling in the corner of the ring. Jonothan Kurtis and Brent Taylor have brawled into
the crowd. Women are swarming them and trying to touch them as they battle. Matthew Kurtis gets hit in the balls by Grayson Prescott. He goes down hard.
Davidson and Tommy are trying to beat each other into submission exchanging fists and elbows in the corner. KKP grabs the rising Bronx Williams. He scoops
him up overhead, and DROPS HIM ON THE CORNER OF THE TURBUCKLE… ON THE RING POST.

REX CALIBER: Damn.. that’s the new Slushie move he was talking about. He even brought his right arm over to push down on Bronx’s body.

ROB MARTINEZ: Bronx is busted wide open as KKP goes for the cover.

ONE

TWO

DAVIDSON DIVES AT THEM WITH TOMMY HOLDING HIS FOOT

THREE!

JENNY JERSEY: The winners of the match, and number one contenders for the REBEL World Tag Team Titles… SEXY ADORABLE DRUNKS!

REX CALIBER: They celebrate as Ian Smith looks like he beat the New England Patriots.

ROB MARTINEZ: Ian Smith will get his chance to manage the REBEL World Tag Champs… but has to defeat the man he hates more than anyone… WARREN!

Davidson looks super pissed, as security breaks up all the mini battles going on. Deacon Frost is still out at ringside, from a chair shot by Matthew Kurtis.
S.A.D VS WARREN AND MALONE AT WINTER BLAST? My, how the tag team scene changed in one week.

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JENNY JERSEY: REBEL fans! The next match is the STEEL CAGE SCRAMBLE for the vacant Carolinas Championship!

The crowd gets rowdy rowdy bowdy bowdy! They know this is going to be a hell of a match.

JENNY JERSEY: The rules for the match are: two men start the match. Every three minutes, a new competitor enters the cage until all five men are in! Pinfalls
or submissions ONLY come into effect once all five men have entered the match. The first wrestler to score a fall by pinfall or submission will be crowned
the new Carolinas Champion! And now, introducing first…

POWERMAN 5000! What song? “Theme to a Fake Revolution” (though it’s PM5K, they mix and match pretty well ho ho ho). The fans look to the entrance way and
they see… the biggest man in either REBEL PRO or NAPW. A tall, muscular man with slicked back long dark hair, looking out over the crowd through furrowed
eyebrows.

JENNY JERSEY: Standing six-feet, eleven inches and weighing in at three-hundred forty-five pounds… from Atlanta Georgia, he is J.J. NICKELS!

The fans react mixed. For many of them, this is their first time seeing Nickels. But still others caught the match live on closed circuit at one of Rick
Garrett’s… “clubs” last week, and know what he can do. Nickels enters the ring through the door space – there is no actual door, just the opening – and
stands center ring.

His music fades off…

“Come and listen to a story ’bout a man named Jed
Poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed!”

And the Beverly Hillbillies theme draws a pop from the crowd, the fans love the big man in coveralls coming through the curtain! Cuzin Zeke grins broadly
as he heads to the ring, swinging his trademark slop bucket in his right hand while slapping hands with his left.

JENNY JERSEY: Standing six-feet six and weighing in at two-hundred sixty three pounds… from Turkey Cross, Kentucky, he is CUZIN ZEKE!

ROB MARTINEZ: Two big men starting it off, but we still have KRENSHOV to come! If these two don’t knock the cage off before the match gets very far, that
is.

REX CALIBER: I don’t know how much scramblin’ these giants be doin’, but I do know that any of these five guys would be a good Carolinas champion, way better
than the last one.

ROB MARTINEZ: Cuzin Zeke is in the cage — and here we go Zeke and JJ Nickels squaring off! No pinfalls or submissions can count until all five men are
inside the cage… for the early entrants, the goal has to be to incapacitate an opponent to gain a later advantage!

REX CALIBER: If somebody was smart, he’d just stay out the cage til the last guy entered. Haw!

These two aren’t doing it. Two big men they lock-up! JJ Nickels with the clear size and power advantage, but Cuzin Zeke isn’t the kind of man who will back
down from a fight. JJ muscles him to the corner and hits a big knee lift into Zeke’s mid-section. Irish whip sends Zeke across the ring, no, puts on the
brakes! Nickels gets whipped… but he puts on his own brakes. Stalemate!

Zeke whoops it up, getting the crowd into things, then hits the ropes and runs right into Nickels. The bigger man barely budges. Nickels doesn’t say anything,
but the look in his eye is a clear challenge to Cuzin Zeke to try it again. Zeke off the ropes, a big shoulder block, Nickels again barely budges. Zeke
considers his options. Don’t think too hard, you’ll hurt yourself. Zeke then says “ya come on!” Nickels gives Zeke a look that says “Are you kidding?”
Zeke wants to take as good as he gives, though. Nickels takes a couple big steps to the ropes, gets momentum and shoulder blocks Zeke…

The Turkey Cross native is staggered, but holds his ground!

Nickels now feels a little fire in his belly. He tells Zeke to come at him again. Zeke with even more speed rams into Nickels, just shuddering the Hotlanta
native. JJ’s turn, off the ropes, BIG shoulderblock… Zeke almost knocked off his feet! JJ sees that, hits the ropes again and this time damn near FLATTENS
Cuzin Zeke with a powerhouse shoulderblock! Zeke hits the canvas hard, knocking the wind out of him. Nickels looks out over the crowd.

ROB MARTINEZ: The strength of JJ Nickels is impressive, as we saw last week in his match against Thomas Young.

REX CALIBER: Well it ain’t like Nickels got his ass whooped last week, Thomas Young squeaked out that win. Nickels’ got somethin’ to prove tonight alright!
Zeke is back to his feet, he tries to start brawling with JJ Nickels. Nickels unloads a big forearm and stuns Zeke, then picks his man up over the shoulder…
and delivers a running powerslam right into the center of the ring! The cage rattles upon impact, but there are no pinfalls just yet. So Nickels opts to
continue the assault, pulling a rattled Zeke up by the hair. Irish whip into the corner — wait a minute, Zeke flips himself up in the turnbuckle, doing
a head stand in the corner? Nickels isn’t sure what to make of this, so he charges in — and gets a big mule kick right to the mush! Nickels stumbles
backwards as Zeke hits the second turnbuckle, JJ turns around and takes a flying clothesline! Zeke FINALLY knocks JJ Nickels down…

Right as Jenny Jersey begins counting down to the next man. The fans join in and suddenly it’s “THREE, TWO, ONE!”

JENNY JERSEY: Now entering the cage… “Chivalric” Mason Bishop!

“Heathen Mothers” by Nata/Lee/Nasal hits the PA system as immediately we see Mercedes Bellamont. She sports a simple black dress along with a black cane
with a metallic ‘locust’ on the end. After a few brief moments, Chivalric is seen. He stands in a full black body suit, as he peers out of the mesh eyeholes
to the cage before him. He heads to the ring confidently as he makes his way into the cage.

ROB MARTINEZ: At six-feet and two-hundred eleven pounds, Bishop is far and away the smallest man in the match-up. He’s going to have to use his quickness
and a few ring smarts to make his impact in this one.

REX CALIBER: I’d like to make an impact on that chick he’s got with him…

ROB MARTINEZ: Rex, even you know that goth chicks are never that hot in real life.

REX CALIBER: Who said I was picky?

ROB MARTINEZ: Touche.

In any event, Cuzin Zeke and JJ Nickels are exchanging blows in the ropes as Bishop tries to stay out of their line of sight. Zeke has Nickels in the ropes
and looks ready to deliver a tremendous lariat — but he’s cut off by Bishop connecting with a spinning heel kick out of nowhere, stopping his momentum
the hard way.

With Zeke down, Bishop looks to JJ Nickels and suggests… a partnership, it looks like.

ROB MARTINEZ: I don’t know if I’d trust Mason Bishop as far as I could throw him, and that isn’t very far.

REX CALIBER: Why not? It’s great strategy! Nickels and Bishop team up, knock everybody else out, then fight for the title at the end.

Bishop sends a swift kick to the ribs of a rising Cuzin Zeke. Nickels seems fine with this temporary team-up, and whips Zeke to the ropes. Nickels catches
the man with a TRUTH KICK, sending him flat! And that could be it for Cuzin Zeke, because JJ Nickels picks him up for the FINAL SOLUTION Torture Rack!
There are no submissions, but Zeke may not be able to continue after enduring this…

Wait a minute! Bishop from behind on JJ Nickels, taking out the knee! Judas! Benedict Arnold! Traitor! Mason Bishop just wanted a chance to eliminate the
biggest man of the match-up. He’s all over Bishop’s knee, stomping it and trying to take it out as the crowd rains down boos. They may be unsure of JJ
Nickels, but there’s no such uncertainty about the character of Mason Bishop. He sneers at the crowd and drops an elbow across Nickels’ knee. JJ has grabbed
the ropes and is trying to pull himself up with them … with his free leg, he simply shoves Bishop away long enough to get up. Bishop comes right back,
kicking the side of the knee. Nickels swings, Bishop ducks… and then is caught off-guard by the sudden expression on JJ’s face.

An expression that reads “You forgot about someone.”

Bishop turns around slowly… and EATS CUZIN ZEKE RIGHT HAND! YAY! Nickels pops Bishop! YAY! Zeke! Nickels! Zeke! Nickels! Mason “Pinball” Bishop, ladies
and gentlemen! The double-team is on because seriously. Everybody hates Bishop. JJ Nickels picks Bishop up over his shoulder and rams him into one side
of the cage, then the other, then back again! Bishop back first into the cage several times, and now Cuzin Zeke’s turn… irish whip and Bishop hits the
ropes into the cage! He staggers out and this time Zeke grabs his man for a flapcake, face-first into the side of the cage! Mason Bishop drops to the ring
apron and scrambles out the open cage door, met by Mercedes Bellamont, shrieking with concern for her dazed man…

“FIVE! FOUR! THREE! TWO! ONE!”

“AND I AM FINALLY FREE!”

JENNY JERSEY: Now entering the cage… KRENSHOV!

REX CALIBER: Oh yeah, shit’s about to get real!

ROB MARTINEZ: He gives up two inches to JJ Nickels but has five pounds on him! The battle of the bulls is here, and… wait a minute, KRENSHOV has spotted
Mason Bishop on the outside! Zeke and Nickels have decided to renew their match inside the ring, but KRENSHOV…

A huge shadow looms over Mercedes Bellamont. She senses it, then turns around to see the massive KRENSHOV hovering over her and Mason Bishop. She yelps
and Krenshov “gently” pushes her aside. All she can do is watch as KRENSHOV hoists Bishop up in a gorilla press—

AND LAWN DARTS HIM INTO THE SIDE OF THE CAGE!

The crowd goes crazy! Krenshov roars and then enters the door! Zeke is in the corner, Nickels spots Krenshov! And the fans want to see this as Nickels and
Krenshov lock eyes… and go TOE TO TOE! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! Krenshov the fresh man drives a knee into Nickels’ gut, irish whips the man… SPINEBUSTER!
HOLY CRAP! SPINEBUSTER ON THE THREE-FORTY-FIVE POUNDER! Cuzin Zeke out of the corner with a lariat attempt, BIG BOOT! Kenny gets the size 17 up and puts
a treadmark across Zeke’s face. The crowd roars as Krenshov has cleared the ring!

Outside, Bishop is still trying to find his bearings after the beating. Inside the ring, Krenshov picks Cuzin Zeke up — but before he can get anywhere,
Nickels attacks him. Zeke falls to the side as Krenshov gets his own from JJ Nickels, who seems almost furious that he was man-handled in such a way. He
grabs Kenny by the face and runs him right into the side of the cage. That sends Krenshov down to the canvas. Before Nickels can take advantage, Cuzin
Zeke has the misfortune to get in the way. Nickels hammers him, then sets up for the Civil Disobedience powerbomb! And —

Cuzin Zeke counters by stomping on Nickels foot!

JJ hobbles around gamely as Zeke gets behind Nickels with a forearm shot, and a… BACK SUPLEX? Can he possibly? No, JJ’s too heavy… YES! ZEKE BACK SUPLEXES
JJ NICKELS! Both men are down, Krenshov is pulling himself up, Mason Bishop is still on the outside, and…

“FIVE, FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE!”

JENNY JERSEY: The final entrant in the match… EL REY DE CORIZONES! Pinfalls and submissions are NOW IN EFFECT!

Referee Dale McDonald slides into the ring as El Rey makes his entrance, eschewing his traditional sombrero and jacket. Senora Rosa kisses him once for
good luck and then returns to the back as El Rey comes to the ring —

Bishop with a steel chair! What the crap! Mason Bishop just blindsided El Rey de Corizones and knocked his block off with a chair shot. Bishop into the
ring quickly, Krenshov is up and ready for him, but Bishop tosses the chair at him. CAUGHT — TRUTH KICK into the chair into Krenshov’s face! Cuzin Zeke
is getting up, he’s caught by Bishop for IN THE SHALLOWS! And there’s the cover, the crowd is booing one, two, Zeke kicks out! Bishop grabs the hair and
delivers some right hands, then gets back up, looking at his options. JJ Nickels is almost up, Krenshov is in the corner, busted wide open. Bishop sees
Nickels as the bigger threat and skitters behind him, looking to take out the legs again… chop block! Nickels gets sent back down, and then Bishop goes
to the turnbuckle, holding the cage for support. He dives —

And gets caught by KRENSHOV.

Kenny holds Bishop in place with his arms, and then… delivers a FALLAWAY SLAM right into the cage! Mason Bishop again meets steel the hard way!

ROB MARTINEZ: Seems to me that nobody much likes Mason Bishop in this one, not that I can blame him.

REX CALIBER: I think Krenshov wants another piece!

Kenny indeed does, grabbing Bishop and whipping him into the corner. BIG SPLASH! Kenny gets more distance, BIG SPLASH! And one more… THIRD SPLASH! Bishop
is so much putty in the corner, but before Krenshov can take advantage of it, he eats a toe-kick from JJ Nickels. Wait a minute, he can’t! Nickels trying
for the CIVIL DISOBEDIENCE on KRENSHOV? His knee is acting up, though! Wait a minute, Bishop with a sudden burst comes off the second ropes with a flying
front kick right to Nickels’ face/bulldog to Krenshov combo! Holy hell! Bishop is down as well, however…

And Cuzin Zeke is up.

He looks at the three bodies strewn. El Rey de Corizones is climbing into the ring finally. Zeke looks at four men, four potential targets, four potential
falls. But he does not go for anybody.

NO.

Cuzin Zeke begins to CLIMB THE CAGE.

REX CALIBER: Kid this ain’t an escape cage match! Hell there ain’t even a door on the thing!

ROB MARTINEZ: Four of five wrestlers are down, but Cuzin Zeke… he’s climbing all the way up to the top of the cage! What in the WORLD?!

REX CALIBER: Oh man, is he going to do what I think he is? Cos that’s crazy. HILLBILLY CRAZY.

ROB MARTINEZ: He just might be that crazy! Cuzin Zeke is standing on top of the steel cage! The crowd is on their feet! Four men are getting up in the ring…
OH MY GAWWWWD!

REX CALIBER: THAT CRAZY KENTUCKY MOTHERF—

ROB MARTINEZ: CUZIN ZEKE OFF THE TOP OF THE CAGE ON ALL FOUR MEN! TWO HUNDRED SIXTY PLUS POUNDS 12 FEET IN THE AIR! AND THIS CROWD — IS ON THEIR FEEEEET!
The familiar chant of “HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT” rings out. Becuase, DUH. All five men are laid out! But Zeke has enough left in him to put an arm across the
nearest man, who happens to be El Rey de Corizones! ONE! TWO! TH— KICK-OUT!

The man who would have wrestled a singles match for the Carolinas title if not for certain events is still alive! And with his kick-out, so is everyman’s
chance for GOLD. Cuzin Zeke decides to focus on El Rey, and begins to pick him up. Looking for a piledriver perhaps — LA MAJISTRAL! Corizones has Zeke
pinned ONE, TWO, TH—

Mason Bishop to break it up, that scum-sucking leech. Bishop knocks Zeke out of the way with a kick, then picks up El Rey KO-911, AKA the Code Breaker —
El Rey is down, Bishop covers ONE, TWO, NO! El Rey kicks-out again! He will not die! Krenshov and Nickels are pulling themselves up in other corners, Zeke
in a third, and Bishop sees that he needs to end this now! He hits the ropes and comes forward, targeting a rising El Rey with PULMONARY ARCHERY —

El Rey dodges! Bishop is off balance — HEART KICK! El Rey nails Bishop — stumbles fowards into the hands of JJ Nickels! BORDER TOSS INTO THE SIDE OF
THE CAGE! MASON BISHOP GETS KILLED! But before Nickels can do anything, El Rey locks up with him. What’s this? He has the massive arm JJ Nickels… and
is on the top rope!

WALKING THE TOP ROPE!

You know it as OLD SCHOOL, and El Rey leaps off and drives his elbow right into Nickels hyper-extended shoulder! School boy roll-up! ONE! TWO! EL REY —
SO CLOSE! But JJ Nickels gets out of that one. El Rey hits the ropes, LIONSAULT! KNEES UP! JJ Nickels counters. El Rey is up, holding his gut in pain, and
Nickels quick to take advantage! GUT CHECK! COVER — KRENSHOV BREAKS IT UP! Kenny has JJ Nickels, he can’t! Trying for the Total Eclipse, but wait a minute!
Cuzin Zeke leaps up behind Krenshov, locking on the COBRA CLUTCH! Zeke hanging off of Kenny’s back like Cary Elwes off of Andre The Giant in The Princess
Bride…

And both men fall out the door opening! Oh no!

In the ring, Nickels is picking up El Rey to finish him off… BISHOP! Kicks Nickels right in the head! Oh come on! Bishop picking the scraps of all his
opponent’s work, taking cheap shots! Bishop signals to finish the weakened El Rey… but El Rey de Corizones isn’t done with Mason Bishop yet! Those two
are going at it! El Rey with the short-arm knee! Here comes TANGO PASADO DEL AMOR! And — no! Low blow! Bishop off the ropes, PULMONARY ARCHERY!

El Rey gets NAILED! He is down and out! This is over, Mason Bishop will win

DOUBLE. NICKELS. ON THE DIME.

Bishop gets DESTROYED by a charging JJ Nickels and his insane polish hammer! So much so that Bishop falls out of the ring! On the outside! Krenshov and
Cuzin Zeke are going at it! Those two are brawling up the aisle, but in the ring… JJ Nickels would no doubt sorely like to finish Mason Bishop, but GOLD
is on the line… and El Rey de Corizones gets pulled up onto his shoulders! FINAL SOLUTION TORTURE RACK! El Rey is being ragdolled and bent in ways a
man should not, he tries to hold on but YES! YES! EL REY IS SIGNALING THAT HE GIVES UP! EL REY SUBMITS!

JENNY JERSEY: The winner of the match, and NEW Carolinas Champion… J.J. NICKELS!

ROB MARTINEZ: We have a new Carolinas Champion, and he is JJ Nickels! What a crazy match that was, but it was Nickels in the final moments using two of
his biggest moves to put this away!

REX CALIBER: I think Nickels wanted to beat the shit out of Bishop some more, but it don’t matter cos the man is the CHAMP. And that’s what it’s all about!
Cuzin Zeke and KRENSHOV have disappeared. Mason Bishop is outside the ring, his mesh mask rendering his expression invisible… but he’s probably not happy.
That ass. In the ring, JJ Nickels holds the Carolinas championship title up high! Who will be his first challenger? Right now, it does not matter. Your
winner and NEW Carolinas Champion, J.J. NICKELS!